[Oh, that's a good sign-- Chuuya looks way too satisfied at the way he touches the choker, laughing quietly into the next kiss and shrugging off his shirt once Wei Wuxian finishes unbuttoning it for him.]
Well, we can continue with this, seeing as you seem to be enjoying yourself already...
[TERRIBLE. He hums to himself as he produces a length of soft rope from out of fucking nowhere, NPC privileges.]
[The amount of unbridled trust and horny energy one man must possess to see someone magic a rope out of thin air and still be entirely fine with where this might go... Incredible.
He slings his arms around Chuuya's neck once his shirt's off, in any case, and just cants his head to the side a little with the playful sort of curiosity that SHOULD REASONABLY SOMEDAY GET A GREMLIN KILLED.]
Mm, of course! You have my trust. [Both in a terrible horny way and in a very genuine way, unfortunately.] Take the lead - I'll follow well!
[Pardon him while he loops the rope around the choker and ties it off-- there's no ring on it to attach to, it's not legitimately a collar despite what SOME PEOPLE say-- giving it a tug to pull Wei Wuxian close once more.]
I think you can stay right where you are. We'll be fine like this-- you forgot the pants, though.
[Complain about doing all the work & you get to do more of it, apparently!!]
[Apparently he is 100% more okay with this makeshift collar than he is with having to do more work!!]
Ahh, I'm too old to be moving around so much! Be kind to my ancient back and knees, would you?
[He says with a MASSIVE SIGH, but then he's also just scooting backward to slide off of Chuuya's lap so he can, y'know. Kneel on the floor in front of him instead and take his pants off that way, because a boy cannot not be extra when given the opportunity.]
You have to put some effort in if you want to be rewarded for it, you know.
[He's not giving in so easily? Work for it ya damn twink.
...though once he's getting those pants off, he'll probably notice characters carved into Chuuya's hip by some kind of blade. Apparently someone (Chuuya, it's always Chuuya) has already gotten kinky this week. Hate it!]
Wow though those sure are some characters just CARVED INTO CHUUYA. He blinks in mild surprise, reaching forward with one hand to carefully draw his finger over one. Fortunately(???) for both of them, he doesn't ask about it just yet, choosing instead to place a kiss against the inner thigh of that same leg like a gremlin. Then, resting the side of his head docilely against the opposite leg and peering back up:]
Another year already came for me, you know! I have one foot in the grave already with how elderly I am. Almost thirty! I throw my hips out every day and my spine is already made of dust.
[SAYS HE, WHO IS ACTUALLY ALREADY IN HIS 30s and just pilfered the body of someone younger. It's fine though even non-immortal cultivators age slowly, he gets to be youthful forever.]
You're not even ten years older than me, you don't get to bitch about it yet-- Hirotsu-san's still an active mafia operative, and he was already old when I was a teenager.
[JUST GENTLY FLICKING WEI WUXIAN'S FOREHEAD like the asshole he is, under thirty isn't old yet!! It can't be, he'll be there in a few years!
...Chuuya does take pity and combs a hand through his hair a moment later, though, head tilted curiously.]
But what do you mean, another year already came for you-- you never mentioned anything about that.
[AS IF THAT ACTUALLY HURT this is the same asshole who almost got ghost vored and didn't complain about it, god. He's sure pouting as though it did, but he's also apparently feeling easy to placate today, since he leans into Chuuya's touch despite his huffy expression.]
There wasn't really a point in mentioning it. [He had his own little tiny birthday celebration by burning paper tokens for their dead like a chump...
EITHER WAY!! He scoots up to the edge of the bed between Chuuya's legs so he can just lean forward and wrap his arms around his waist, pressing in close.]
Besides! Every year older is another year to complain about, hm? It's terrible! Just wait until your knee gives out on you for the first time, then you'll know. Then you'll know!
Of course there's a point, we could have done something for it.
[The attention continues as Wei Wuxian scoots in, and Chuuya grins down at him, considering for a moment... before he tugs again, angling the rope high so that it forces him to lift his head a little.]
But if I'm not at that point yet... then I probably shouldn't exert myself too much. If it's already too late for you then it's fine, right?
[He sounds entirely too amused... BAD. But there's something a little more heated in his expression as he looks down on him, and he adds-]
You look good on your knees, anyway. Maybe it'd be a shame to let you off them so quickly.
[Well he was ABOUT to argue against whether or not there's a point in that, but instead, he's pleasantly distracted by Chuuya being a PUNK. He likes... being pushed and tugged around... even if he's grinning right back and it's all teeth and amusement, himself. He is the Quintessential Sassy Sub, but with like, 100x more cursed gremlin energy.]
Hah! So cruel to your elders. You're terrible, you know? You do know that, don't you?
[Sign one Wei Wuxian is fond of you: he calls you terrible with great affection.
Anyway, he'll just lean forward and say some truly fuckin cursed words:]
What was it - you said if I have no gag reflex, it'll be fine, right?
But Chuuya's grin widens, sharper, as he lets that question sink in and gives him a slow nod in return, shifting to let his legs spread a little wider.]
I did. You think you can keep yourself from talking long enough to manage it?
[as we all know the only way to shut up this kind of sassy little shit is to make sure their mouth is full?]
[THIS IS TERRIBLE AND IT'S ONLY GETTING WORSE because he just slides his hands down the inside of Chuuya's thighs and rests his hands against his knees like he's already getting ready to brace himself.]
Well! If I can't stop talking, you'll just have to make me stop yourself, won't you?
[HE SAYS
WITH A DELIGHTED SPARKLE IN HIS LITTLE DEMON EYE. This is gonna fuckin happen i GUESS.]
[and then Chuuya teaches him about throat penetration hands-on, and also makes good use of that rope afterwards-- Wei Wuxian's sassiness means he gets no mercy? Chuuya drags it out, because he's fucking terrible.
But he eventually relents, and when they're done even he is a little worn out, pleasantly sated as he lays back against the pillows with a sigh.
...he definitely did some shibari bullshit and WWX's hands are still bound behind his back soooo that is a thing. Give him a second to breathe first.]
...what do you think, huh? Understand a little more about... some of the shit on your list?
[WELL THAT WAS A RIDE. He's also satisfied and breathless and absolutely sore in multiple places by the end of that! His hair is a mess! He doesn't even know where his clamshell is! His voice is probably hoarse from the combination of extremely loud screaming and their cursed activities! Chuuya did a good job wrecking the shit out of him honestly, but he seems completely content with the way things played out. Terrible.
Outside of a few shifts of his shoulders and arms, he honestly doesn't even seem that fussed over still being tied up, god. Though he does, after a second, just flop over onto his side instead of bothering trying to sit upright just yet.]
Hah—! That I do...! You're a very thorough teacher. Couldn't ask for a better one!
Chuuya exhales a sigh and pushes himself back into motion, casually rolling Wei Wuxian over so that he can reach the knots tied behind his back; he releases the ropes and sets them aside, but he doesn't move his partner again, leaving him on his stomach so that he can massage his shoulders. He's not that much of an asshole.]
[OVER HE'S ROLLED... And he'll take the time to stretch his arms out a little once he's freed from shibari hell, listening to his elbows pop like the old man he truly is.
A MASSAGE THOUGH what a treat! He melts in seconds, sighing out his comfort and stretching comfortably under Chuuya's hands.]
Aaah, I change my mind... You're actually the best, did you know? Really, really! You should spoil me more often.
I'll remind you that you said that next time you call me terrible... but I'll give you a workout any time you want.
[He enjoys this? It's nice having someone who likes getting wrecked this much?
Chuuya leans in to press lazy kisses along his neck as he continues to work on relaxing those muscles, brushing his hair aside, mouthing along the edge of the choker which he... still has not removed.]
Good to know you're as reliable as you are flexible!
[Someone just knock him out, god...
BUT LIKEWISE, HE ENJOYS BEING WRECKED, as you could expect from a terrible gremlin. He's just making little pleased sounds as Chuuya does his thing, wiggling in delight when he feels his mouth against his neck and the choker. He shifts just enough to be able to peer up at him from the side, clearly amused.]
You think? [He slips a finger under the band, giving it a little tug.] I'm fond of it, myself.
[He's just gonna. See how that goes over. And while he waits for a response, he tugs the choker down enough to leave a kiss at the side of his neck where the strap sits, sucking a mark there that the choker won't fully cover.
[This is cursed and i wish wwx had like one single moment of hesitation about this but UNFORTUNATELY, HE LOVES IT WHEN PEOPLE ARE POSSESSIVE OF HIM.]
Who am I to turn down such generous gifts, hm?
[This CURSED CHOKER and also this CURSED MARK. He squirms around after that though, until he's on his back again and facing Chuuya more directly. One hand moves to brush against his cheek while the other rests delicately at his hip.]
Though, I'm a little curious - who gave you that gift of yours?
[Despite loving people being possessive of him, he is not particularly possessive of others, himself. It really is just genuine curiosity and amusement rather than any hidden jealousy, god i hate him]
[THIS IS BAD FUCKIN KNOWLEDGE but Wei Wuxian just laughs, warmly amused. Being a cursed existence means he himself is immune to most other cursed creatures and their cursed goings-on.]
Really, now! A fair's fair sort of trade, then? Haha, the both of you seem to have a bit of a possessive streak.
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Well, we can continue with this, seeing as you seem to be enjoying yourself already...
[TERRIBLE. He hums to himself as he produces a length of soft rope from out of fucking nowhere, NPC privileges.]
With a few additions, if you're willing.
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He slings his arms around Chuuya's neck once his shirt's off, in any case, and just cants his head to the side a little with the playful sort of curiosity that SHOULD REASONABLY SOMEDAY GET A GREMLIN KILLED.]
Mm, of course! You have my trust. [Both in a terrible horny way and in a very genuine way, unfortunately.] Take the lead - I'll follow well!
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[Pardon him while he loops the rope around the choker and ties it off-- there's no ring on it to attach to, it's not legitimately a collar despite what SOME PEOPLE say-- giving it a tug to pull Wei Wuxian close once more.]
I think you can stay right where you are. We'll be fine like this-- you forgot the pants, though.
[Complain about doing all the work & you get to do more of it, apparently!!]
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Ahh, I'm too old to be moving around so much! Be kind to my ancient back and knees, would you?
[He says with a MASSIVE SIGH, but then he's also just scooting backward to slide off of Chuuya's lap so he can, y'know. Kneel on the floor in front of him instead and take his pants off that way, because a boy cannot not be extra when given the opportunity.]
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[He's not giving in so easily? Work for it ya damn twink.
...though once he's getting those pants off, he'll probably notice characters carved into Chuuya's hip by some kind of blade. Apparently someone (Chuuya, it's always Chuuya) has already gotten kinky this week. Hate it!]
Besides, you don't look old at all.
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Wow though those sure are some characters just CARVED INTO CHUUYA. He blinks in mild surprise, reaching forward with one hand to carefully draw his finger over one. Fortunately(???) for both of them, he doesn't ask about it just yet, choosing instead to place a kiss against the inner thigh of that same leg like a gremlin. Then, resting the side of his head docilely against the opposite leg and peering back up:]
Another year already came for me, you know! I have one foot in the grave already with how elderly I am. Almost thirty! I throw my hips out every day and my spine is already made of dust.
[SAYS HE, WHO IS ACTUALLY ALREADY IN HIS 30s and just pilfered the body of someone younger. It's fine though even non-immortal cultivators age slowly, he gets to be youthful forever.]
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[JUST GENTLY FLICKING WEI WUXIAN'S FOREHEAD like the asshole he is, under thirty isn't old yet!! It can't be, he'll be there in a few years!
...Chuuya does take pity and combs a hand through his hair a moment later, though, head tilted curiously.]
But what do you mean, another year already came for you-- you never mentioned anything about that.
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[AS IF THAT ACTUALLY HURT this is the same asshole who almost got ghost vored and didn't complain about it, god. He's sure pouting as though it did, but he's also apparently feeling easy to placate today, since he leans into Chuuya's touch despite his huffy expression.]
There wasn't really a point in mentioning it. [He had his own little tiny birthday celebration by burning paper tokens for their dead like a chump...
EITHER WAY!! He scoots up to the edge of the bed between Chuuya's legs so he can just lean forward and wrap his arms around his waist, pressing in close.]
Besides! Every year older is another year to complain about, hm? It's terrible! Just wait until your knee gives out on you for the first time, then you'll know. Then you'll know!
[old man yells at cloud]
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[The attention continues as Wei Wuxian scoots in, and Chuuya grins down at him, considering for a moment... before he tugs again, angling the rope high so that it forces him to lift his head a little.]
But if I'm not at that point yet... then I probably shouldn't exert myself too much. If it's already too late for you then it's fine, right?
[He sounds entirely too amused... BAD. But there's something a little more heated in his expression as he looks down on him, and he adds-]
You look good on your knees, anyway. Maybe it'd be a shame to let you off them so quickly.
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Hah! So cruel to your elders. You're terrible, you know? You do know that, don't you?
[Sign one Wei Wuxian is fond of you: he calls you terrible with great affection.
Anyway, he'll just lean forward and say some truly fuckin cursed words:]
What was it - you said if I have no gag reflex, it'll be fine, right?
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But Chuuya's grin widens, sharper, as he lets that question sink in and gives him a slow nod in return, shifting to let his legs spread a little wider.]
I did. You think you can keep yourself from talking long enough to manage it?
[as we all know the only way to shut up this kind of sassy little shit is to make sure their mouth is full?]
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Well! If I can't stop talking, you'll just have to make me stop yourself, won't you?
[HE SAYS
WITH A DELIGHTED SPARKLE IN HIS LITTLE DEMON EYE. This is gonna fuckin happen i GUESS.]
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But he eventually relents, and when they're done even he is a little worn out, pleasantly sated as he lays back against the pillows with a sigh.
...he definitely did some shibari bullshit and WWX's hands are still bound behind his back soooo that is a thing. Give him a second to breathe first.]
...what do you think, huh? Understand a little more about... some of the shit on your list?
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Outside of a few shifts of his shoulders and arms, he honestly doesn't even seem that fussed over still being tied up, god. Though he does, after a second, just flop over onto his side instead of bothering trying to sit upright just yet.]
Hah—! That I do...! You're a very thorough teacher. Couldn't ask for a better one!
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[this SMUG SHIT.
Chuuya exhales a sigh and pushes himself back into motion, casually rolling Wei Wuxian over so that he can reach the knots tied behind his back; he releases the ropes and sets them aside, but he doesn't move his partner again, leaving him on his stomach so that he can massage his shoulders. He's not that much of an asshole.]
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A MASSAGE THOUGH what a treat! He melts in seconds, sighing out his comfort and stretching comfortably under Chuuya's hands.]
Aaah, I change my mind... You're actually the best, did you know? Really, really! You should spoil me more often.
[WHAT A BRAT.]
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[He enjoys this? It's nice having someone who likes getting wrecked this much?
Chuuya leans in to press lazy kisses along his neck as he continues to work on relaxing those muscles, brushing his hair aside, mouthing along the edge of the choker which he... still has not removed.]
...this looks good on you, you know.
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[Someone just knock him out, god...
BUT LIKEWISE, HE ENJOYS BEING WRECKED, as you could expect from a terrible gremlin. He's just making little pleased sounds as Chuuya does his thing, wiggling in delight when he feels his mouth against his neck and the choker. He shifts just enough to be able to peer up at him from the side, clearly amused.]
You think? [He slips a finger under the band, giving it a little tug.] I'm fond of it, myself.
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[He's just gonna. See how that goes over. And while he waits for a response, he tugs the choker down enough to leave a kiss at the side of his neck where the strap sits, sucking a mark there that the choker won't fully cover.
TERRIBLE.]
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Who am I to turn down such generous gifts, hm?
[This CURSED CHOKER and also this CURSED MARK. He squirms around after that though, until he's on his back again and facing Chuuya more directly. One hand moves to brush against his cheek while the other rests delicately at his hip.]
Though, I'm a little curious - who gave you that gift of yours?
[Despite loving people being possessive of him, he is not particularly possessive of others, himself. It really is just genuine curiosity and amusement rather than any hidden jealousy, god i hate him]
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[he hums as he thinks, head tilted slightly as he leans into that touch against his cheek.]
Higekiri did. But I left one on him first.
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Really, now! A fair's fair sort of trade, then? Haha, the both of you seem to have a bit of a possessive streak.