[muses idly while he grabs Hazama under his ass and lifts him up easily, carefully lining his dick up with the other's entrance. Not easily done one handed but he seems to handle himself fine]
Ah, right. So. His monster makes him a monster, and of course a hero arrives to stop the rampage, or try to.
[by the time he's rocking easily into Haz's ass, slow but steadily pushing into him, his tone is almost conversational. But his features aren't, watching Haz with a hungry stare, even as he moves inside him as gently as possible.]
[ okay, so he's probably not as prepared for this as he'd thought. that's a lot bigger than Ticky's fingers, and the bit of breath he'd managed to get back escapes in a sharp grunt, entire body seizing up and clamping around the dick pushing its way inside of him.
even like this he can feel how tight the squeeze is, and he's equal parts irritated and aching, more for the way the stretch hurts than anything else.
[Ticky watches his face, strangely charmed, and resists the urge to take him any faster just to watch his expression. Instead he presses slowly into him until he can't anymore, and then stops, letting Haz catch his breath and adjust.]
So the hero throws himself at the monster, again and again. Trying to save the human he believes is still somewhere inside. He sacrifices an arm to that fight.
[he reaches around Haz's waist to hold him up closer, and finally let's go of his hand to drag fingers through Haz's hair and down his cheek and neck, and sitting back with his cock inside him to just look at the body stretched out in front of him]
it feels... really fucking weird, and his expression twists to reflect that. he's full, not like when Ticky had his hand in his stomach, but it's a different kind of full. the stretch is still there, rising gradually up his lower back as an ever-present, constant pressure he's finding himself hating almost immediately.
the moment his hands are free he reaches down, skirting fingers over his own dick to feel at where Ticky's buried inside of him. he pulls his hand away to inspect it, and upon seeing nothing nods before turning his gaze to Ticky. ]
[he does, pulling out of him, immediately setting a steady pace, not too slow, but deliberately angling to rub over his prostate each time he pushes in]
It's hard going, but eventually the hero manages, prying poor Suman from the grip of his mad Innocence. He's not really much of a person by that point, though. Broken, drooling, mindless...
[ he can feel the way his body stretches for him, the gradual slide of Ticky's dick inside him that's way different than his fingers. it helps that each time he sinks in there's a jolt of pleasure, and his body jerks with it until he has the sense to wrap his legs around Ticky's body, pulling him in as deep as he can with a shaky moan. ]
It was a little strange... knowing that hero boy the way I do now, he probably... thought there was still hope.
[bites his lip briefly when Haz's legs wrap around him, putting both hands on the other's hips and holding him off the ground while he rocks into him, gradually picking the pace up, watching Haz's face past his dick and down the arch of his stomach.]
But the Innocence had wrecked him. In the end it wasn't really me that killed him.
Anyway, that's when the eggs hatched. Hundreds and hundreds of my cute Tease exploded out of him.
[he's definitely moving faster, it's a little hard to be gentle and talk about this, the story demands a faster pace, at least he moves smoothly, pistoning in and out of Haz without jerking him around much, the other's weight held very easily between his hands]
[ he's gotten used to it enough by now, though there's still the same ache, the same uncomfortable stretching of his insides to accommodate Ticky's girth. he's been trained to like this, though (not entirely of his own volition), so it's a good hurt.
it's hard to keep hanging onto Ticky's words when he's being fucked open like this, but he does well enough, and amid the thrusts into his body he manages to find breath enough to speak, though his words are being jolted slightly with movement.
it's fine to jerk himself off, isn't it? Ticky's words are working well enough to keep him hard, but a little more and...
screw it, he's dipping his hand down anyway, taking a hold of his dick and digging his nails into the head to give himself that pinprick of pain. ]
[it must be fine to jerk yourself off, because when Haz goes for it Ticky just smiles and changes nothing, taking him at the same smooth but slow building pace. Despite this he seems very in control, only just barely starting to lose his breath. He wasn't joking about getting back a skill that meant he could go a while.]
The boy...? He didn't scare like Suman, but he screamed all right, when I burned off his Innocence.
[his eyelids close briefly, remembering. He slows suddenly, holding Haz at a slightly different angle, not thrusting fully into him just drilling his cock in short bursts against Haz's prostate]
You're... just a stand-up kind of guy, aren't you?
[ he curls fingers over himself and jerks lazily, the slide of his fingers only marginally faster than the way Ticky's taking him. he doesn't adjust his pace when Ticky slows, just looks at him curiously, but then he's shifting and every lunge forward has pleasure rocketing up his spine, and he can't help but to arch in response. his legs tighten around Ticky's hips, teeth grit as wave after wave of pleasure washes through him, and his hole clenches around him tightly as though if he let go these sensations would stop. ]
Fuck--- Ticky--
[ he scrabbles with his free hand at his shoulder, digging his fingers in and holding him tight. ]
[The squeeze around his dick gets a bit of a breathless laugh, and Ticky pauses in his movement to take in a slow, deep breath, recollecting himself before he slowly and deliberately grinds into him again. He sits back on his heels and pulls Haz up, into his lap, using his greater strength to hold the skinny man at the appropriate angle to still relentlessly fuck into that same spot with short, jerky strokes]
[ there's a bit of disorientation at first, but once he realizes he's sitting up he reaches out, grabbing Ticky's head and pressing his thumb into the corner of the eye he knows is mechanical. part of him wants to see Ticky lose it, but it's getting increasingly hard considering Ticky knows exactly where to hit to make stars burst behind his eyes.
it's hard, but he's leaning in to kiss him, trying to rock down to take him deeper, harder, with a choked moan against his lips. just a little more --- ]
[A part of Ticky really really wants to give Haz whatever he wants, to fuck him gently and thoroughly leave him nothing to complain about? Because why not? They were practically friends and he liked to be good to people he cared for.
But the thumb next to his eye reminds him that they don't do things that way. That he enjoys it when Hazama fucks with him, riles him up, makes him want to kill him a little more. So he returns the kiss, warm and rough and hungry, but holds him. Holds him still. With his dick just there and still pressing against that spot but not moving anymore. Not fucking him. Not taking him higher or harder or faster of any of it. Just waiting.]
[ in a way, it's good that Ticky's not moving, because that means that he's not gonna mangle his eye any more than it already is. it's a little difficult, because pressure against his prostate eventually turns into a feeling akin to a stab, but maybe that's intentional. it's like the pleasure he's getting from that is so intense it can only register as pain, and he's fine with that.
because really, he's aiming to do the same to Ticky. if not now, then later on down the line, when their situations are reversed.
he knows it doesn't hurt him, because it's a fake eye. but even so he's not gonna be gentle in the slightest, immediately digging his thumb into the corner of his eye and then pressing in as deep as he can. ]
[Well it's not like the eye is the only thing that can be hurt, the noise he makes when the thumb wedges itself in next to his eye is the same sound Ticky always makes when he feels pain; not one of disapproval. It's a soft noise low in his throat that contrasts with the sharp and strained smile. His fingers tighten around Haz's hips, enough to leave bruises, enough that blood trickles away from his nails, and he slowly and very deliberately twists, turning Haz slightly one direction, than the other, working him down onto Ticky's dick.]
[ it really isn't, he just has a thing for eyes. maybe.
it doesn't take much effort from there to tug it out, though he does end up jerking a little when he's being moved, and even more when he feels the nails puncturing his skin. he's still so close, it's like there's an itch under his skin he can't quite scratch, and while he wants nothing more than to shove Ticky down and ride him to completion, he can take distract himself a little while longer.
he hooks his finger in the now empty socket of his eye and tugs him forward, lips pressing to his brow and tongue curling over the rim not a second later in a mockery of the kisses they normally shared. ]
You gonna fuck me, or are you just gonna sit there like you don't know what to do with your dick? Because-- if you want, I can show you how to use it.
[Another airy little pleased sound at the rough treatment, at the tongue running across his eyelid, but at the question he just laughs, tongue running out to lick briefly under Hazama's chin.
But then he complies, thrusting the other down roughly on his dick, taking him ll the way, pinning him there, spreading his thighs so he can push Hazama down further, take him deeper, not being gentle at all.]
[ that's... all that it takes, really. he's already wound up so tight from the story, the fucking, the teasing, and now, feeling Ticky thrust in as deep as he can until he's practically balls-deep inside of him...
yeah. it doesn't take much else.
he scrambles to wrap his arms around his head, digging his fingers in hard as he comes. it's too soon for his liking, and he knows he's probably gonna get crap for it later but as of this moment he's too busy shuddering out his release to care. ]
[That was a bit unexpected but Ticky doesn't mind, laughing, leaning into Haz's embrace and breathing deep, pressing his mouth along the other's neck and continuing to rock into him, grinding in little tight movements, all the way through his orgasm.
And past it, leaving no break for rawly fucked flesh.]
[ gradually his pants end up turning into choked breaths and grunt of pain/pleasure, too hypersensitive from his orgasm to be able to appreciate the way Ticky's still grinding into him. at this point it feels like he's being stabbed, and even though his legs are shaking he's gonna try to push himself up, try and pull off of him. ]
Ticky's arms wrap around Hazama's waist and he rocks backward, falling onto his back, bringing the other man with him and holding him close, pushing him down, and fucking Haz's raw and sensitive ass, completely merciless.]
You're starting to have more fun with it, aren't you? Pain.
[ that was definitely a cry of pain, and his fingers dig in deep, hard enough to pierce through the skin. it hurts, it definitely hurts, and it's a combination of the overstimulation and the rough pace that has him gasping, unable to draw in a breath before it escapes him in an airy shout.
if he was shaking before, it's nothing compared to how his body is trembling now. the way he digs into Ticky's chest, over his shoulder, across his face is wild and desperate, like he doesn't care by this point if he's gonna hurt him or kill him, he just wants him to stop. ]
[You can't kill Ticky with claw marks. Honestly, you can't even hurt him with them. He laughs while Hazama digs at his skin, voice getting low and ragged, obviously more aroused by his struggle. He slows he movement of his hips. Stops. But doesn't pull out, leaves his dick hot and uncomfortable inside the mess he's made of Haz's ass and the arms he uses to hold Haz in place are very gentle in comparison to everything else. But still not letting him pull away.
He moves his mouth over to Hazama's ear]
What if you didn't have bad memories anymore. Not because everything is good, but because it all feels that way?
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Anyway, what was I at...
[muses idly while he grabs Hazama under his ass and lifts him up easily, carefully lining his dick up with the other's entrance. Not easily done one handed but he seems to handle himself fine]
Ah, right. So. His monster makes him a monster, and of course a hero arrives to stop the rampage, or try to.
[by the time he's rocking easily into Haz's ass, slow but steadily pushing into him, his tone is almost conversational. But his features aren't, watching Haz with a hungry stare, even as he moves inside him as gently as possible.]
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even like this he can feel how tight the squeeze is, and he's equal parts irritated and aching, more for the way the stretch hurts than anything else.
at least it's slow. that's something. ]
M...mngh... fuck...
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So the hero throws himself at the monster, again and again. Trying to save the human he believes is still somewhere inside. He sacrifices an arm to that fight.
[he reaches around Haz's waist to hold him up closer, and finally let's go of his hand to drag fingers through Haz's hair and down his cheek and neck, and sitting back with his cock inside him to just look at the body stretched out in front of him]
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it feels... really fucking weird, and his expression twists to reflect that. he's full, not like when Ticky had his hand in his stomach, but it's a different kind of full. the stretch is still there, rising gradually up his lower back as an ever-present, constant pressure he's finding himself hating almost immediately.
the moment his hands are free he reaches down, skirting fingers over his own dick to feel at where Ticky's buried inside of him. he pulls his hand away to inspect it, and upon seeing nothing nods before turning his gaze to Ticky. ]
... what's that look for? Keep going.
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It's hard going, but eventually the hero manages, prying poor Suman from the grip of his mad Innocence. He's not really much of a person by that point, though. Broken, drooling, mindless...
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[ he can feel the way his body stretches for him, the gradual slide of Ticky's dick inside him that's way different than his fingers. it helps that each time he sinks in there's a jolt of pleasure, and his body jerks with it until he has the sense to wrap his legs around Ticky's body, pulling him in as deep as he can with a shaky moan. ]
And then.... what happens...?
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[bites his lip briefly when Haz's legs wrap around him, putting both hands on the other's hips and holding him off the ground while he rocks into him, gradually picking the pace up, watching Haz's face past his dick and down the arch of his stomach.]
But the Innocence had wrecked him. In the end it wasn't really me that killed him.
Anyway, that's when the eggs hatched. Hundreds and hundreds of my cute Tease exploded out of him.
[he's definitely moving faster, it's a little hard to be gentle and talk about this, the story demands a faster pace, at least he moves smoothly, pistoning in and out of Haz without jerking him around much, the other's weight held very easily between his hands]
There wasn't anything left.
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it's hard to keep hanging onto Ticky's words when he's being fucked open like this, but he does well enough, and amid the thrusts into his body he manages to find breath enough to speak, though his words are being jolted slightly with movement.
it's fine to jerk himself off, isn't it? Ticky's words are working well enough to keep him hard, but a little more and...
screw it, he's dipping his hand down anyway, taking a hold of his dick and digging his nails into the head to give himself that pinprick of pain. ]
And what happened to the boy...?
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The boy...? He didn't scare like Suman, but he screamed all right, when I burned off his Innocence.
[his eyelids close briefly, remembering. He slows suddenly, holding Haz at a slightly different angle, not thrusting fully into him just drilling his cock in short bursts against Haz's prostate]
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[ he curls fingers over himself and jerks lazily, the slide of his fingers only marginally faster than the way Ticky's taking him. he doesn't adjust his pace when Ticky slows, just looks at him curiously, but then he's shifting and every lunge forward has pleasure rocketing up his spine, and he can't help but to arch in response. his legs tighten around Ticky's hips, teeth grit as wave after wave of pleasure washes through him, and his hole clenches around him tightly as though if he let go these sensations would stop. ]
Fuck--- Ticky--
[ he scrabbles with his free hand at his shoulder, digging his fingers in and holding him tight. ]
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it's hard, but he's leaning in to kiss him, trying to rock down to take him deeper, harder, with a choked moan against his lips. just a little more --- ]
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But the thumb next to his eye reminds him that they don't do things that way. That he enjoys it when Hazama fucks with him, riles him up, makes him want to kill him a little more. So he returns the kiss, warm and rough and hungry, but holds him. Holds him still. With his dick just there and still pressing against that spot but not moving anymore. Not fucking him. Not taking him higher or harder or faster of any of it. Just waiting.]
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because really, he's aiming to do the same to Ticky. if not now, then later on down the line, when their situations are reversed.
he knows it doesn't hurt him, because it's a fake eye. but even so he's not gonna be gentle in the slightest, immediately digging his thumb into the corner of his eye and then pressing in as deep as he can. ]
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it doesn't take much effort from there to tug it out, though he does end up jerking a little when he's being moved, and even more when he feels the nails puncturing his skin. he's still so close, it's like there's an itch under his skin he can't quite scratch, and while he wants nothing more than to shove Ticky down and ride him to completion, he can take distract himself a little while longer.
he hooks his finger in the now empty socket of his eye and tugs him forward, lips pressing to his brow and tongue curling over the rim not a second later in a mockery of the kisses they normally shared. ]
You gonna fuck me, or are you just gonna sit there like you don't know what to do with your dick? Because-- if you want, I can show you how to use it.
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But then he complies, thrusting the other down roughly on his dick, taking him ll the way, pinning him there, spreading his thighs so he can push Hazama down further, take him deeper, not being gentle at all.]
You want to come?
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yeah. it doesn't take much else.
he scrambles to wrap his arms around his head, digging his fingers in hard as he comes. it's too soon for his liking, and he knows he's probably gonna get crap for it later but as of this moment he's too busy shuddering out his release to care. ]
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And past it, leaving no break for rawly fucked flesh.]
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Give me... a minute....
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Hoh, I thought you wanted to see me use it?
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Yeah, but not -- right now --
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don't you?
Ticky's arms wrap around Hazama's waist and he rocks backward, falling onto his back, bringing the other man with him and holding him close, pushing him down, and fucking Haz's raw and sensitive ass, completely merciless.]
You're starting to have more fun with it, aren't you? Pain.
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[ that was definitely a cry of pain, and his fingers dig in deep, hard enough to pierce through the skin. it hurts, it definitely hurts, and it's a combination of the overstimulation and the rough pace that has him gasping, unable to draw in a breath before it escapes him in an airy shout.
if he was shaking before, it's nothing compared to how his body is trembling now. the way he digs into Ticky's chest, over his shoulder, across his face is wild and desperate, like he doesn't care by this point if he's gonna hurt him or kill him, he just wants him to stop. ]
Godd---goddaaa--- enough, stop--
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He moves his mouth over to Hazama's ear]
What if you didn't have bad memories anymore. Not because everything is good, but because it all feels that way?
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