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[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.]

You want to come?

[ 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. ]

Give me... a minute....

[The lips on Haz's neck become teeth and he bites him around a grin, letting Haz pull away but just enough that he can push him roughly back down.]

Hoh, I thought you wanted to see me use it?

[ and there are hands flying to Ticky's shoulders, a little panicked, scratching at him like that's gonna be enough to get him off. ]

Yeah, but not -- right now --

[don't you wish you had super strength haz

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.

Haah--!!

[ 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--

[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?

[ oh good, he can breathe. he takes a second to try and will his body into obedience, testing the grip on him as though Ticky would have a sudden change of heart and pull out of him.

nope. ]

What's so great about remembering people treating you like crap?

[Pretty much as soon as Hazama relaxes, Ticky moves him up and down on his cock a few more times, glancing down with his remaining eye to watch his face.]

That's what your bad memories are?

Fuck---

[ bracing his knees on something?? the ground?? anything, really ]

Some--- can you not, Ticky--

[once again lets him pull away, smoothing his hands up Hazama's shaking thighs, then back down, looking up at him with a pleased expression.]

You're pretty sensitive.

What do you expect?

[ pushing up... a little... with his thighs, wary Ticky's gonna pull him back down. since his hands are free he's also gonna reach under him, ready to pull Ticky out as a last resort. ]

[notices that, and then instead of pulling him down, rolls them both over, pressing Hazama into the ground]

I meant about your feelings.

My feelings..?

[ i guess i'm on my back again. wonderful. ]

What do you mean?

[well on the bright side he takes his dick out of you!]

Your bad memories are people treating you bad. Not leaving you to starve. Not killing your loved ones. Not defeating you. Just... not treating you well enough?

Honestly, I couldn't really care less about that.

[ finally relaxing buhhh. sore. ]

Could do without reliving the feeling, though. It's one thing to be bullied by a girl, it's another to re-feel it. The shame, the humiliation because, well. She's not the only one that thinks it. It's nothing like getting eaten, but feeling everything is... something I can do without.

[stretches a bit once he's pulled out of Hazama, then moves forward to straddle him, sitting on his hips almost gently.]

For person like you, the things that bother you are pretty simple.

[leans back just a bit and sticks a couple of fingers into your ass

and presses on your prostate

hard]

Okay, we seem to be misunderstanding each other---

[ jerking with that, hips rising up and th-- well, Ticky-weight so they can't... go that high, but he's gonna try and jerk away from him, scowling ]

Ticky.

[yeah good luck with that, he just fingerfucks him a little harder]

Do you suppose if I keep fucking you this way you'll come all the way around and get hard again?

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