[ truthfully, it hadn’t registered to haruki that the ears were anything more than a very realistic costume, but it makes sense in retrospect since the tail was definitely moving earlier, huh? either way, both had their bodies used as lab rats for years on end, and he's definitely seen weirder, so he simply doubles down on molesting the sensitive part of them as he scoffs. ]
Don't— blame me. Maybe this happens when you're really horny. Is it your mating season?
[ haha. his cheekiness ends in a second when he feels that warm tongue lap up his neck, squirming a little and gritting his teeth. he has to let go of one of the ears sadly because he needs to fumble downwards and reach for the bottom of reiji's shirt to tug it up. ]
The person I like happens to be a guy, yeah. What about it?
[ mom dad i’m gay and also stronger than you so don’t try anything (except he’s not stronger than reiji but he’s still unnecessarily defensive over it, mostly for rui’s sake). anyway even if reiji isn’t pressed over it, haruki’s extra curious about the tails and ears!! ]
. . . Do you feel weird?
[ is this gonna happen to him too? is it contagious??? are there signs?? ]
[ and thank god he lets go of his ears, which flick in an irritated, overstimulated way when haruki does. fuck does he mean by that............ ]
... Kinda.
[ the weird feeling; not that haruki messing with his shirt is helping any. reiji just opts to reach for the back of his collar to help him with that, because he kind of feels hot anyway, so he can pull it over the top of his head (messing up his hair more than it already is) and toss it aside. not important. but he suddenly uses the same hand to rake his fingers up through haruki's fringe to ultimately grab at his hair and pull his neck back a bit more. haruki's supposed to be the vampire, but maybe he can be a fake one. that's how he fits into the family anyway, after all. ]
Are you gonna bitch about it if I bite you?
[ like a dog. while he's waiting for an answer, he lazily gives haruki a few more strokes to his dick, just because he likes being reminded of how hard the other is in turn right now. mating season for who, exactly!!! ]
[ now why is reiji giving him a show???? haruki's trying very hard not to gawk, but despite what reiji says (and what haruki tends to confirm), he doesn't think reiji's actually bad-looking. in fact, he's kind of really hot, which is something he hates addressing because as it turns out, haruki does think of him as a brother sometimes.
right now he doesn't think about much, not with his dick firmly in the other's hand; and whatever thoughts were rattling in his brain for a moment there were quickly dissipated when his hair gets tugged like that. he grits his teeth to keep himself from whimpering, wincing instead. reiji's hot breath on his skin sends a shiver down his spine, and all he can think of is him actually biting into his flesh. ]
You know... I hate my blood... I wouldn't mind if you tore into me... then bled me to death.
[ well he would mind, this is just a figure of speech as he puts on a brave face. but...... he can't deny that for a moment, looking at reiji with unusually sharp fangs like those, and the ears, and the tail....... kind of terrified him. is the fear making him get hard, or did that happen beforehand?
actually...
he brings his hands over to reiji's naked chest, putting a little barrier between them even if the other has him firmly in his grip. no, this is getting really scary now. reiji better not be able to smell it on him... ]
Hey. Don't make it sound like you actually want to eat me...
[ reiji scoffs in an amused way, right against his neck. ]
Che cavolo... I'm not doing that much........
[ mauling him or whatever he thinks. there might be an instinctive, exciting urge inside of him to bite haruki right now, but the last thing he wants to do is hurt his brother. he's not against the idea of roughing him up a little, but also reiji's just too incredibly fond of him to do anything too mean...
he likes the feeling of haruki's hand against his chest, but he does wonder if he's actually getting a little scared of him now. that's cute. wish he were this compliant when he was trying to rescue his ass... he's always so stubborn. ]
Just let me chew on you a bit, 'kay...?
[ and he'll try to reassure the other by loosening his grip in his hair to run his fingers through toward the back of haruki's scalp more gently, even licking right over the spot above his collar he wants to bite.
...and bite he does, putting some jaw strength into it because it's no fun otherwise and he wants to hear what kind of cute noise haruki might make, but he's not intending to pierce his skin or anything. he hums into it as he does, enjoying being this close to his neck in general because...well, it smells really good.
[ well, reiji gets exactly what he wants, because haruki immediately yelps, terrified out of his mind the moment he feels teeth on him, 100% convinced the other is about to tear into him any moment now like some sort of wild beast that has been starved for days. ]
Mnh— ahh . . .
[ fuck, he's almost as scared as he's turned on by this. no matter how loving reiji tries to act, he's still hovering over him, horny and allegedly not hungry, but scary nonetheless. he curls his fingers over his skin, dragging his nails over his chest, taking deep breaths as he's too afraid to move away from him or push him, thinking that any false move will make reiji actually tear him up. ]
. . . Reijiiiii. . .
[ “that's enough”, “what are we doing here?” “i think we're both too drunk for this”, “let's find out why you’re suddenly a dog” — ]
Stop... teasing me... do it already...
[ bite him, he means. or not. anything. please he just needs this anticipation to stop, or else he's gonna come in his hand over nothing and he'd be too embarrassed to talk to him ever again. at least give him a reason to get excited over this before he loses his fucking mind... ]
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Don't— blame me. Maybe this happens when you're really horny. Is it your mating season?
[ haha. his cheekiness ends in a second when he feels that warm tongue lap up his neck, squirming a little and gritting his teeth. he has to let go of one of the ears sadly because he needs to fumble downwards and reach for the bottom of reiji's shirt to tug it up. ]
The person I like happens to be a guy, yeah. What about it?
[ mom dad i’m gay and also stronger than you so don’t try anything (except he’s not stronger than reiji but he’s still unnecessarily defensive over it, mostly for rui’s sake). anyway even if reiji isn’t pressed over it, haruki’s extra curious about the tails and ears!! ]
. . . Do you feel weird?
[ is this gonna happen to him too? is it contagious??? are there signs?? ]
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... Kinda.
[ the weird feeling; not that haruki messing with his shirt is helping any. reiji just opts to reach for the back of his collar to help him with that, because he kind of feels hot anyway, so he can pull it over the top of his head (messing up his hair more than it already is) and toss it aside. not important. but he suddenly uses the same hand to rake his fingers up through haruki's fringe to ultimately grab at his hair and pull his neck back a bit more. haruki's supposed to be the vampire, but maybe he can be a fake one. that's how he fits into the family anyway, after all. ]
Are you gonna bitch about it if I bite you?
[ like a dog. while he's waiting for an answer, he lazily gives haruki a few more strokes to his dick, just because he likes being reminded of how hard the other is in turn right now. mating season for who, exactly!!! ]
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right now he doesn't think about much, not with his dick firmly in the other's hand; and whatever thoughts were rattling in his brain for a moment there were quickly dissipated when his hair gets tugged like that. he grits his teeth to keep himself from whimpering, wincing instead. reiji's hot breath on his skin sends a shiver down his spine, and all he can think of is him actually biting into his flesh. ]
You know... I hate my blood... I wouldn't mind if you tore into me... then bled me to death.
[ well he would mind, this is just a figure of speech as he puts on a brave face. but...... he can't deny that for a moment, looking at reiji with unusually sharp fangs like those, and the ears, and the tail....... kind of terrified him. is the fear making him get hard, or did that happen beforehand?
actually...
he brings his hands over to reiji's naked chest, putting a little barrier between them even if the other has him firmly in his grip. no, this is getting really scary now. reiji better not be able to smell it on him... ]
Hey. Don't make it sound like you actually want to eat me...
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Che cavolo... I'm not doing that much........
[ mauling him or whatever he thinks. there might be an instinctive, exciting urge inside of him to bite haruki right now, but the last thing he wants to do is hurt his brother. he's not against the idea of roughing him up a little, but also reiji's just too incredibly fond of him to do anything too mean...
he likes the feeling of haruki's hand against his chest, but he does wonder if he's actually getting a little scared of him now. that's cute. wish he were this compliant when he was trying to rescue his ass... he's always so stubborn. ]
Just let me chew on you a bit, 'kay...?
[ and he'll try to reassure the other by loosening his grip in his hair to run his fingers through toward the back of haruki's scalp more gently, even licking right over the spot above his collar he wants to bite.
...and bite he does, putting some jaw strength into it because it's no fun otherwise and he wants to hear what kind of cute noise haruki might make, but he's not intending to pierce his skin or anything. he hums into it as he does, enjoying being this close to his neck in general because...well, it smells really good.
his tail wags nonetheless. ]
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Mnh— ahh . . .
[ fuck, he's almost as scared as he's turned on by this. no matter how loving reiji tries to act, he's still hovering over him, horny and allegedly not hungry, but scary nonetheless. he curls his fingers over his skin, dragging his nails over his chest, taking deep breaths as he's too afraid to move away from him or push him, thinking that any false move will make reiji actually tear him up. ]
. . . Reijiiiii. . .
[ “that's enough”, “what are we doing here?” “i think we're both too drunk for this”, “let's find out why you’re suddenly a dog” — ]
Stop... teasing me... do it already...
[ bite him, he means. or not. anything. please he just needs this anticipation to stop, or else he's gonna come in his hand over nothing and he'd be too embarrassed to talk to him ever again. at least give him a reason to get excited over this before he loses his fucking mind... ]