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text; @reikafan

[gumai]

are you busy

[veneficial]

Not especially. What do you need?

[gumai]

[ typing... deleting... typing... deleting... typing... deleting...

it takes a good few minutes before Date can bring himself to send something ]

something weird is happening to me and i need someone super non judgmental to help

[veneficial]

[ Under no circumstances would Corbeau consider himself non judgmental.

But Date thought of reaching out to him when he needed something, and that’s behavior to be rewarded. Especially in these critical early stages of training. ]

What kind of weird? Are you in danger?

[gumai]

[ One day, Date will realize exactly what type of man Corbeau is and... probably still want to get on his knees for him. Ah well.

Still, there's scant few people he feels like he can go to with this at the resort and Corbeau just felt... the safest option. ]

no i don't think so. i hope. i mean i can go to the clinic but i don't think they're gonna help me here

[ stop being vague, Date ]

you know how i'm a diamonds and diamonds effects the body?

[veneficial]

The gist of it, yeah.

[ The ‘go on and spit it out’ is implied. ]

[gumai]

[ ughhhh. UGHHHH. ]

so i was watching this really hot porno last night and like wow the milf in it was soooo sexy you have no idea

she had these great big milky tits that were soooo hot and the guy in them kept sucking on them and i was like damn i'd totally love to suck on some milky tits and that was what i was thinking when i went to bed last night

[ STOPS... THERE......... ]

[veneficial]

[ The message is stared at in disbelief for a moment or two.

Then, sighing to himself and texting with one hand while the other is massaging his forehead: ]

It’s called a nocturnal emission. It’s entirely normal.

[gumai]

[ you know, thank goodness for that message because Date immediately replies with his disbelief — and his confession. ]

what? no! my tits are milky!

[veneficial]

[ Oh.

That’s out of left field.

Going over the time he’s spent with Date so far, and what he’s observed of his conversations over the network, he mentally crunches the numbers and comes to a conclusion. ]

And you’re horny as hell about it.

[ It’s not a question. ]

[gumai]

well

yeah

[ he has a LOT more to say than that but it's kind of too horny to put into text oops. so he just gets straight to the point. ]

can i come over?

[veneficial]

I’ll be waiting.

[gumai]

[ Date doesn't take long to get there, though he definitely isn't the fastest either. Because he has to find a shirt and tape up his nipples with some heavy duty paper towels. Which is just frustrating with how sensitive his nipples are, how tender. His trip through the halls is quite fraught, with him keeping his arms folded over his chest and avoiding any other patrons as he walks quickly from where his room is to Corbeau's. So, by the time he gets there, he's flushed and so turned on it hurts but absolutely aching as well.

And when Corbeau answers the door, Date launches straight into a whine, rubbing his face with his hands. His loose t-shirt is already damp at the nipples and his erection is clear through his sweatpants. ]

Help. T-They're so sensitive...!

[ They, of course, being his nipples. ]

for Maruki

[veneficial]

(( continued from here. ))

I get the feeling I will.

Now, I want you to take your cock out for me. Seems like the right place to start.

[placation]

[ Dear lord, but someone being so direct with him in that way does more for him than he ever could have anticipated. Maruki doesn't hesitate, pushing his sleep pants and briefs down over his hips, taking himself in hand with a soft sigh. ]

I should probably tell you that I won't last very long...

[ If he's going to get teased for being easy, he wants to be the first one to put it out there!! ]

[veneficial]

So you’re telling me it’ll be a pleasurable quick payout for us both with minimal effort.

[ Absolutely delivered deadpan. ]

Somehow I’m not deterred. Now start stroking.

[placation]

Hah, I suppose that's one way of looking at it...

[ Local idiot man cares more about the emotional connections he's making than the payouts.

Obediently, he starts working a hand over himself, slow despite what he'd just told Corbeau. He'd like to draw it out at least a bit. ]

Are you always like this? Commanding, I mean.

[veneficial]

I run a large organization. Being commanding comes with the territory.

[ And so far, it had benefited him greatly here. ]

What do you look like right now? I want to hear.

[placation]

[ A large organization. Noted. He'll circle back to that when he doesn't quite literally have his dick in his hand.

Which, well– Maruki cracks an eye open to look down his body, brow creasing. He probably looks pretty pitiful, all things considered. ]

Ah, well... I was already laying in bed when our call connected, so I still have my sleepwear on...

[ Some people like that, don't they? A person being so desperate that they can't undress properly, can't do anything more than shove their clothes away just enough to touch themselves. Or maybe Corbeau would rather that he was entirely bared, naked in his empty room. Either way, Maruki's sure he'll find out. ]

I'm– trying to go slowly, but it's hard. [ Hah. ] To say the least.

[veneficial]

That's perfect. So you're all soft and cuddly, the picture of innocence while I'm making you misbehave. Don't think being cute will make me go easy on you. You're not allowed to come yet.

[ There's no room for argument. ]

But don't worry, I won't make you suffer too long. I just want you to do one more thing for me.

[placation]

[ It's pitiful to get so worked up over someone calling him soft and cute when they really have no idea what he looks like, but Maruki's quickly coming to accept just how pitiful he is. He wishes he could have a mental image of Corbeau, too. Whatever his mind is conjuring up, the leader of an organization who would have no problem putting him on his knees, surely pales in comparison to the truth. ]

Of course. [ Breathless but obedient; his hand doesn't still, but it slows, and he won't let himself tip over the rapidly approaching edge until he's told. ] Anything. What is it?

[veneficial]

Make a pretty sound for me when you come.

[ Fondness blooms in his voice, albeit tinged by a little something spiky and dangerous. ]

You've got the voice for it. I can tell.

[placation]

[ Corbeau isn't wrong, and deep down, Maruki knows it. It's not as if he's never been made aware of how people feel about the way he looks or sounds, though he can never seem to pick up on it on his own. He never plays it up on purpose, either, it's just– how his voice sounds. Breathy, soft and honeyed, gently sure of himself when he's in control of a situation and utterly wrecked the moment someone else takes over.

His next breath hitches high, a moan whimpering past his lips as his cock jerks dangerously in his hand. ]

I will. For you, I will, I– is that permission? Corbeau, please...

[veneficial]

[ While he doesn't think of himself as a nice guy, Corbeau isn't interested in prolonging this 'torture' any longer. ]

Yes. Come.

[ Soft, but still enough firmness to be an order. ]

[placation]

[ One word of permission is all he needs to fall apart. His hips strain up off the bed, fucking into the tight ring of his fingers just beneath the head of his cock once, twice, three times before his teeth cut into his lower lip to keep from crying out too loudly. Even trying to restrain himself, though, Maruki is still vocal, loud– unfortunately for his neighbors, and fortunately for Corbeau, getting exactly what he asked for as Maruki cranes his head back against the pillows and gasps for breath with each soft, piteous moan.

He's so swept up in the moment, he's entirely forgotten what started all this, the demand from Corbeau that he taste himself. It couldn't be farther from his mind as he gently floats back down to earth, body slumping down onto his bed, one eye cracking open to look down at the come streaked up across his chest. ]

Hah... I can't believe I did that when I haven't even met you...