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[i think if we were on the tables we might get interrupted.

His breath stops when that sharp pressure hits his dick, and lets out what could only be called a whimper when the pain keeps growing. Though from the way he deliberately leans close to Kazuma, making the sound into his ear, he can't be said to mind.

But he'd also like to know if the fellow into receiving what he gives, so without waiting for the other to let up, he mimics the gesture, thumbnail pressing mercilessly into Kazuma's cock]

[ people can eat around no big

the whimper is a nice sound, and he finds himself leaning in as though that would encourage Ticky to let out similar noises.

but then there's the sharp stab of pain in his dick and he groans, pulling back enough so he can press a hand on Ticky's hip and try to turn him over so he can attempt to crowd him up chest-first against the nearest hard surface ]

[that reaction gets a deep, slightly broken chuckle. But he goes very willingly, turning to brace a forearm against the -- lets say -- tree he was backed up against earlier. ]

[ trees work

now that he's got easier access to him like this, he can push down his pants the rest of the way and slide his palm over his ass, fingers dipping for just a moment between his legs to scrape a nail across his perineum ]

I take it you're not a virgin?

[rises up on his toes a bit at that scratch, and laughs at the question]

What was your first clue...?

[though after a moment to catch his breath he adds]

Though not much has gone on back there lately.

Just asking.

[ a pause-- and his finger is dry, but he's going to be pressing it against his entrance, testing. ]

How long's it been, really?

[a kind of throaty laugh and he pushes back against the finger. He's definitely tight. ]

Well. Don't ask. But if you haven't noticed, I don't mind some pain.

[ i guess the finger is going in, then!!

and he draws in a breath, almost surprised-- but pushing in hard, trying to get it in as deep as he can, force Ticky to take it ]

You think you can walk after this? Since it's been so long, I mean.

[at least he's relaxed. No trepidation here. He bites his lip and spears his legs a bit for better footing]

Hhah. What answer are you hoping for..?

It doesn't matter to me. A fuck is a fuck.

[ adding another finger, wasting no time in turning his hand and dragging a nail along his insides ]

[laughs, though it hiccups a bit with the scratch and he groans shamelessly and rolls his ass back against it, pushing away from the tree enough that he can reach back and grab Kazuma's dick, squeezing it more than a little firmly, letting his nails bite into the skin just a bit]

I think... you act a lot less interested in things than you are.

Wouldn't that be something?

[ and a third... finger, though he probably ends up scratching the rim of his entrance a bit with the way Ticky's squeezing his dick, and the press of his fingers into him is rougher than before ]

Maybe I'm just using you.

[thatttss getting pretty full, and Ticky shudders, gripping hard at the tree, and the hand on Kazuma's dick strokes him roughly, nails not leaving the shaft as he does]

You can use interesting things.

Are you saying you're interesting?

[ he'll probably feel even fuller when he spreads them, forcing Ticky open to accommodate the combined width of his fingers. it's probably a bit more aggressive, and even though there's pain that's not gonna keep him from thrusting into the hand on him, hungry for the pleasure that he's being teased with amidst the pain ]

You wanna be used?

['Pain' isn't really a concept Ticky encounters often anymore. Well, outside of large chunks of his flesh being ripped off or things eating him from the inside. Which is to say, about once a week.

Most things for him exist on a very broad spectrum of 'pleasure' and several dry fingers stretching an essentially virgin asshole is very much still on that spectrum. Though with enough intensity that he makes a thin noise before biting his lip again and roughly rocking back onto them, holding his breath while he squeezes around the fingers inside him despite the strain because why not. And if he can press back close enough to Kazuma he can run his hand all the way down the other's dick and get a hand around his balls, squeezing and rubbing them riiight at about the level that many would find uncomfortable.]

I'm saying your interested. And what's wrong with being used...?

I'm interested--- aah, fuck-- [ considering that he's pretty sure this is something he's never had done to him before -- the pain that flares up when Ticky starts handling him is indication enough -- it's as uncomfortable as is expected. his fingers curve into him, sharp, dragging his nails over his inner walls with intent to punish as much as he's being hurt. ]

You know, if you pull it off we're not going to be able to continue much further than this.

[laughs, not at all apologetic but lets up. Not because he was 'punished' which just gets a moan from him, but because he can guess what the lack of a similar sound means.]

So... does this make you the type that just wants to hurt others..?

[Not that Ticky appears to have a problem with that, and slides his hand up the other's dick this time without any nail]

Is that a bad thing? You seem to enjoy it well enough.

[ but yesss. he can get into this, and does, thrusting into his hand on him and taking his fingers away to brace them on Ticky's hips, tugging him back ]

Do you want to do the honors?

It's not 'bad'.

[Ticky takes him up on the offer without hesitation, bracing himself more firmly against the tree before guiding to dick in his hand toward his ass]

You should just... say so.

[aaand he jerks his hips back, pushing himself back onto the other's cock with a definite shiver]

[ there's definitely pain, because while Ticky may be prepared to be taken dry Hazama was not. the first push is just that -- a push, hips pressing in deep, forcing Ticky to take all of him with as much effort as Ticky is pushing back against him. and it's tight, so tight, and the grip he has on Ticky's hips turns bruising, fingers digging into his hips and nails pressing into his skin hard enough to draw blood ]

Fuck, you're tight...

[He is tight, and that with the rough pull caused by the lack of lube appeals pleasantly to his masochism. He's not entirely sure Kazuma can fit all the way in, but he's willing to give it a go. And frankly if he were the type to fear pain, or being fucked by strange sadists, he might be too tense to make it happen but since Ticky is neither of those things a little persistence gets the job done.

And he feels stretched between one solid point that is the tree he's breathing against and the others that are a dick in his ass and hands bruising his hips and just that is enough to leave him feeling the need to catch his breath.

But instead he deliberately holds his next breath and squeezes down on Kazuma. Grinds back against him.]

[ there's another sharp breath, and he shudders, curling over Ticky's back and using his grip on his hips to hold him still. he's not entirely sure the extent of the pleasure he can get from this (tho he won't deny, seeing Ticky so eager for pain is a turn-on in itself) but it probably doesn't matter if he comes, anyway.

it'd suck, but really, he's just using him. pouring out his frustrations into him, in the way he rocks into his body -- slowly, steady, forcing himself a bit deeper each time even though it feels like he's fucking the skin off his dick -- the way he scrapes his nails over his stomach, sliding under his shirt to dig into the scar tissue over his chest. even when there's pain, there's pleasure, and it's easy enough for him to latch onto that. ]

How long has it been--- exactly---

[ticky pants between small, low laughs. His response to the pain is barely right at all. Plenty of grind but almost never a wince, except when he his scar is clawed open, and even that has him pushing back against Kazuma with a moan. He keeps his hands on the tree, supporting both of their weight is a bit of a strain for him as he is. But it's not like he would stop the touch if he could. If anything, he wished he'd taken off more clothes. It was cold, but he wanted to feel the skin against his back. ]

Hhaha. A decade or so... Why? Too much for you?

It's a shame.

[ it gets a bit easier to move -- he's not sure if Ticky's bleeding on the inside, or he's just gotten used enough to the pain -- and he starts fucking him a bit more faster, steadily working him open with each buck of his hips ]

Feels like you've been neglected.

Lucky.. you came along, hhmm?

[bleeding was definitely a possibility, and unsurprisingly not one Ticky is particularly bothered by, or even considering. The faster pace quickly starts to knock the breath out of him; even if he'd (finally) gotten his skill in sex back, his basic physical attributes were still less than an average person. Not that his overall weakness slows him much, he's still more than eager to thoughtlessly onto Kazuma's cock, letting out shameless noises of pleasure between his breaths.]

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