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[Hey, if he ever wanted to be a real riot, Aak probably wouldn't be turned off by that either. Ethics have always been an optional thing.]
Hm, what's that old saying, [he makes a big show of thinking, putting a finger up to his lips, his tail curling behind his back,]
"I'll know it when I see it." [He grins slyly.]
Come over to this side. I'll give ya' a bit of service.
[He gestures and welcomes Keita to the other side of the counter. There's a chair Aak's been using for the down period and a stool he's been kicking his feet up onto. So, perfect for two people!]
Ah, yes, the age-old wisdom, [ Keita says with a laugh, straightening up so he can come around the edge of the counter.
It's always a fun adventure, letting Aak have the reins of an interaction—as though Keita never really knows where things are going to end up, only that he's going to like it.
He takes a seat on the stool as it's nudged over, stretching his legs out in front of him as he does. Keita is still wearing a yukata, which will probably be to his benefit if Aak does decide to lick his nape, since the collar of it dips down a bit in the back and exposes his heart tattoo. ]
[It's strange, how distant their first meeting feels now. Aak had been far more neutral, letting the older man fix his yukata back then. It was, one could even argue, chaste. Would either of them keep the same level of focus now? Maybe he should buy a yukata himself for the next time one of these comes up.]
[Aak scoots his own chair back with the heel of his foot. He sidles over to Keita's backside, hand resting on the shoulder as he pulls to memory exactly where the large scar would hinder any attention.]
Hm, [A playful hum, as if he's just now thinking about how he'd like it now.]
[He leans down, his fur brushing up against the other's skin, for a kind of loose and lazy hug. His forehead nuzzles against the other's hair. One arm maintains the hug while the other hangs loosely and plays with the neckline on the yukata, clearly threatening to dive in and feel around but being polite for just a few moments.]
Until my legs get tired~ [he teases, before starting with a lick against the upper edge of the heart suit. Honestly, anything put on them by the house didn't deserve the affection but he'd compromise for poor Keita's nape.]
[ It's a bit touching, to feel Aak's palm come to rest directly atop the burn scar that covers the back of one of Keita's shoulders. Of course it's a matter of practicality that Aak remember its location, but it's still nice to feel that it merited notice.
The soft brush of fur precedes the touch of Aak's fingertips to the collar of Keita's yukata. He adjusts his posture just slightly, making it a little easier for Aak's hand to explore where it will, but otherwise makes no move to dislodge him. Perhaps one day it'll come back to bite Keita, that he's so lenient with letting Aak have his way, but for now Keita very much enjoys being at the other man's mercy. ]
So we may be here a—ooh, a while, [ Keita says, interrupted by a surprised noise of pleasure at the drag of a rough tongue against the edge of where he knows his tattoo sits. The slight burn of it is pleasant, and almost immediately he feels his ears flush, his fingers flexing against his own thighs where his hands rest in his lap. ] Oh, that's nice.
[Aak had a good memory for physical injuries. It came with the profession, of course. Perhaps, given the time, he would commit a level of detailed memorization to the scar. What caused the injury wasn't as important to him as the fact he knew every inch of the other person's body. There were a few people he could probably recite a list from memory.]
[Still, he doesn't push emotionally like he does physically. It's like he knows it's a much trickier thing to diagnose and recover from. If he ever pushed too far, it was easier to see things end with a clean cut. It would just be lame to lose a good toy. That's all.]
Hehe, [Aak laughs at the interjected sound. He takes that as the cue to slip his hand under the collar of the yukata. He gently teases and presses against the other's skin with no apparent pattern. There's a little touch of the tip of his tongue, with no barbs, over where he just licked. Then he aims for the other bow of the heart's shape.]
[ It's not as though Keita would mind being more emotionally open with Aak, but he has to admit that the younger man's tendency not to push for vulnerability is something Keita appreciates about him. It makes him feel as though they're on even footing, that he understands better the give-and-take of their relationship.
The slide of Aak's hand under the fabric of Keita's clothes is welcome, too. He's not touching anywhere particularly sensitive just yet, but just the playfulness of the touch is enough to make Keita shiver a little, his nipples starting to harden despite himself. He tips his head slightly forward to give Aak better access, then makes another pleased noise when Aak's tongue drags over the opposite side of his tattoo. ]
Mm... [ It is nice, really. Keita can see how it might not be for everyone, but personally he really enjoys both the rough texture of Aak's tongue and the contrast of the smoother edges. ] You'll get me hard if you keep it up.
[Aak very rarely gets to meet people on even footing. He was used to being on the back-foot, or underestimated, or any number of disadvantageous situations. He strove to be the aggressor, the one with all the cards. A relationship like this, where he wasn't trying too hard to be either side, was nice.]
[When Aak's hand does dip far around to brush against a nipple, he smiles to himself. It was fun to wring those kinds of reactions out of people but Keita's imagination would let him slip them out early. Imagination, anticipation, whatever it was, he was real forward-thinking for an older guy.]
Uh huh? [he flicks a finger over the stiff nipple,] And do you not want that or somethin'?
[With the heart properly traced, he now fills it in with a few short laps of the tongue. The air is warm but wicks away heat from the dampened areas to cool it down.]
Are you worried I'm gonna overcharge? [he teases his business strategies again]
[ The fingertip against his nipple earns a sound that's half pleasure, half breathless amusement. Surely by now Aak knows both Keita and Keita's body well enough to know that he has no objection at all, especially not given the way he's responding to Aak's attentions. ]
I certainly have no objection, but you haven't a price listed for that, [ Keita says, with a half-laugh that becomes a quiet, pleased exhalation as Aak's tongue drags along his skin again. ] I've been told it's not wise to make deals without knowing the cost.
[ "I've been told," because in his life back home Keita was a millionaire and in his life here in the resort he spends so little that his savings account is relatively full. He's never had to be cautious about spending before and he's certainly not going to start now—he's just teasing Aak, really. Seeing if he's interested enough in taking this a little further that he'll take Keita's bait. ]
[It was all a play but it was a fun form of play. It was like when someone said they really shouldn't stay but wanted to be convinced. He likes that feeling of nudging things forward. He's used to it being a real nudge, a shove against people's intentions, but he can still enjoy it with a man who's been extremely permissive of him.]
Ohhh, yea. [Aak hums to himself, toying with Keita's nipple,]
You should be careful. Plenty of people like to take advantage of someone so nice.
[In Aak's eyes, Keita's been nothing but kind to him. The only thing to shatter the mental image of a peaceful life was the presence of that scar. Even his embrace of kinkiness just reads as a man finally letting himself go. Despite being firmly in the mental illness corner himself, he's not about to say a man's fucked up for wanting to get tied to a bed and edged.]
Me, too, [he nuzzles against the back of the other's neck, nose touching the bottom of his hairline. If he knew Keita's status he would surely at least take financial advantage of it. Too much money poisoned the soul, or somethin' like that. He'd be doing him a favor. As it stands, though, with not knowing, he's not going to ask for any outrageous numbers.]
Let's see... you could just pass that nice little deposit we get for fuckin' over to my account, that'd probably cover it.
[So, somewhat expensive, but technically not pulling anything he wouldn't be providing.]
How very reasonable of you, [ Keita says with a smile in his voice. It is thoughtful of Aak not to ask for anything exorbitant, especially since Keita really did put him in a position to name whatever price he wants. ] I think I can agree to that.
[ And in a show of trust(?) that Aak will really deliver on his promises, Keita fiddles with his watch for a second and then reaches back to tap it to Aak's, making the promised transfer. They've fooled around enough by now that Keita has no doubt that Aak will make good, and see above re: Keita's disinclination to be stingy, especially when he likes Aak as well as he does.
With the financial component done, Keita settles again, tilting his head just slightly—not actually turning around to look at Aak, though, more just an indication that Aak is where Keita's attention is focused. ]
I suppose it wouldn't do to have you close up shop, though, [ he observes pragmatically. ] Unless you'd prefer privacy?
[There's a little tease of the nipple where Aak considers if he's taking the thought of him being "reasonable" in good faith or not. Keita might actually mean it and he can't have people thinking he's actually reasonable! So, a pinch at the suggestion.]
[He could take the money and run. That would certainly cement his status as a rascal and a rogue and perhaps Keita would even sigh and accept it. He could show up any time later with a new piece of jewelry, show it off, teasingly thank him for it, then resume their playful relationship.]
[What if he did actually get upset? Aak's tail swishes from one side to another. He can't see the future. Ugh... actually kinda liking people sucks, it makes everything way more complicated. His attention comes back to the conversation at hand and,]
Oh, you wanna just do it here? [And just like that the thoughts are banished because Keita hits him with the "i'm down unless you aren't" and he's delighted once again.]
Are you gonna get mad if I get interrupted? Hehe, I don't have any mints or anything, what if I end up kissing someone with a nasty mouth~?
[ Albeit for different reasons, Keita is actually inclined to agree. Liking people is sometimes such a huge inconvenience... And yet! Here he is, actually liking Aak quite a bit. As it turns out, a place like the resort makes it much more difficult for Keita to maintain his usual boundaries and keep everyone around him at arms' length.
Fortunately, Keita isn't overthinking it right now. He likes Aak, enjoys spending time with him, and it seems that their tastes are relatively aligned when it comes to their sexual relationship—what else does Keita need to think about right now? ]
That sounds like someone else's problem, doesn't it? [ Keita says with a laugh. ] Although I feel a bit like I ought to be offended that you think it's nasty.
[ It's obvious in his tone that he isn't offended in the least, though. Still, if nothing else Keita is fastidious about personal hygiene and eats a clean, balanced diet! So he has that going for him, at least. ]
Look, everyone's got nasty bits, and I'm not being metaphorical!
[He pats his hand against the other's pec, leaning his weight comfortably for a second before pulling back to stand up a little straighter.]
Sure, it'll probably be fine if I keep my tongue here, [his fingers trace the places as he says it, starting from that chest,] or here, [collarbone,] or here, or here! [trailing up the neck and then poking at the corner of his lips.]
[He finally circles around, pausing in the space between where Keita's settled and the counter for his little booth.]
But, y'know, if you told me to lick here, [a teasing poke where his arm connects to his torso, he's not personally into armpits but someone out there in the world is,] or tongue around here, [a belly-button poke, the gestures are much less sensual than when he was doing them earlier,]
Or, like... the obvious. [He tones down his touch to slide and cup his hand over the groin. If someone was gonna kiss him after sucking dick he'd appreciate the effort of a mint. Probably.]
Won't kill anyone, though. If I let you go wandering around who knows how long it'll take you~? [his tongue flicks over his upper lip quickly and Keita can see the usual mischief in his eyes and filthy futures.]
[ The teasing pokes have their intended effect of making Keita squirm a little, fighting back a laugh at a particularly ticklish touch, followed by a breath that eases into a quiet sigh as Aak's palm presses over his cock. This, Keita muses, may be an irreconcilable difference of opinion between him and Aak... although he's inclined to agree on the subject of armpits. It's just that Keita really does enjoy giving head, and therefore isn't particularly inclined to call it nasty per se. Then again, Keita can recognize that he possesses perhaps an unusual amount of enthusiasm for the act, and that others may feel differently.
At any rate, it doesn't seem like Aak is inclined to either abandon his booth or let Keita go off on a mission to find breath mints, so. He tilts his head back a little to look up at Aak with an equal measure of amusement, his legs parting slightly to allow Aak's hand more room to feel, although the fabric of the yukata is still closed around his lower body.
Keita hums, faux-thoughtful. ]
Then how shall we resolve this impasse, I wonder, [ he says, teasing right back. ] It seems we have no other choice but to do it right here, and worry about the mints after.
[Aak's improved over the time he's spent here. He managed to avoid giving anyone oral for quite some time, with the excuse of his tongue. Eventually, though, he learned the best way to work around it. He found a few people he actually wanted to bother learning for. His affinity for oral will always be lower, though, and he likes to receive more than give. He would argue the selfishness is part of his charm.]
[He laughs, bringing his free hand up to barely-muffle the sound.]
Exactly! [he agrees with Keita, truly, they had no choice!]
Here, let's see... [he pauses to curve his tail around and more to the front. He kneels down, nestling into the space between the booth and Keita's legs. It feels a bit less spacious than when he had the older man with his legs tied apart. He keeps ending up here, hm?] Now, no one should be surprised to see nothing but there's still something charming about this kinda situation, ain't it?
[Aak may not respect the fundamentals of most disciplines but he can respect classic porn scenarios. So, feeling a little cramped and hidden away was just going to enhance the situation.]
And you get to see me this time! [he chirps, like it's a clear benefit]
[ Indeed, far be it from Aak to give anyone the impression of altruism. At least Keita is inclined to agree that his selfishness is in fact part of his charm—along with being funny and a little odd in places, a bundle of quirks that Keita finds genuinely delightful.
Although Keita leans back to let Aak by, he doesn't make much of an effort to scoot his stool back from the empty space underneath the booth. Despite having been born well before the "classic" porn scenarios became classics, Keita has become passingly familiar with at least a few of them over the course of his time in the resort, and this is one that he recognizes—one partner hidden in a slightly cramped space beneath, the other fighting not to let it show on their face as they're pleasured. Keita lifts an eyebrow, then smiles. ]
I suppose it'll be up to me to reassure anyone who comes seeking your services and is disappointed not to find you here? [ he asks. It seems possible that Aak might be into that—or at least into making Keita struggle through normal conversation while Aak teases him. ] I am glad I get to see you this time.
[ The blindfold was nice, though! But getting to watch is nice, too. ]
[Aak is at least adept at fitting himself into a small place. The only issue is the tail that curls around and sticks out on one side. The ears do get a bit squashed when he's beneath the desk but only about half-way down. He can still hear fine, it's fine.]
Hm, I didn't tell too many people what I was doing. [The same people he would text were the same ones that would wonder why the hell they should pay him for stuff he'd do anyways.]
Unless you wanna pretend it's yours and do some kisses, [he teases from his spot.] Or lick but you're gonna have a harder time justifyin' the price!
[It's another little giggle as he nestles a bit more into his new space, a hand on each thigh. In peripheral vision Keita can see the tip of the tail flick. Keita asks about touching and Aak looks up at him with his wide eyes.]
Huh? Sure, dude. [After all, he's touching Keita's body plenty even if he doesn't intend to. Just a lean forward and he'd be resting his face on the other's thigh.]
Unless you wanna pay for that, too, [the teasing expression returns.]
[ Fair enough, although Keita's body isn't covered in fur he may or may not want messed up by the touch of someone's hands. If Aak is giving his permission, though, Keita isn't going to second-guess it, not least of all because he senses he'll probably need something to hold onto. ]
That's a good point. My tongue isn't nearly so novel as yours.
[ Keita sits back in his chair, looking down at Aak with a smile. Rather than paying Aak straightaway how he'd done for the licking, he instead just reaches out to rest his head atop Aak's head right between his ears. ]
You have your way with me, I get to touch, [ Keita says. It sounds fair to him. ] And you get to touch when I have my way with you.
[ He Will be sucking that dick. Sorry not sorry. ]
[For their interactions before, Keita hasn't really gotten to explore Aak. He may have brushed against the other when helping him with the yukata, or felt the soft fur against his thigh while Aak leaned over him, but he hasn't quite gotten to touch. The hair on his head is pretty similar to normal hair but then there's the short, velvety hair of his ears. It gets long and soft again along the cheeks and down to his chest.]
[Although, if he had to pick, he'd probably want Keita to hold on tight to his hair. Just because he could grasp somewhere doesn't mean it would be as pleasant.]
[The gentle rest of Keita's hand gives way to a promise to have my way with you later. That makes a grin spread out on his face.]
Well, then, you better get your fill while you can. My fur's pretty popular. [He might have made more money if it was a booth to let people pet him. He wasn't about to put that option out for strangers, though. His hands slide along the length of fabric that made Keita's yukata. Really, it was a convenient piece of clothing wasn't it? Just a little disruption of the sash and he could treat himself to the treasure below.]
[With a lot of people Aak's fondness meant he took things much more slowly. He's a bit excited to try and introduce Keita to the full sensory situation as quickly as possible.]
[ Although Keita does spend a moment trailing his fingers along the impossibly soft fur just behind one of Aak's ears, he doesn't try to grip anywhere other than the hair atop his head—even without his clairvoyance he can imagine that pulling on a handful of shorter fur would be painful and not in the enjoyable way. ]
I can see why, [ is Keita's response. Generally speaking, cats don't care for him—so it's only now that he's getting his first experience of kitty ear fur, and Keita can understand why people like it so much.
Having been worked to half-hardness just by the drag of Aak's tongue along his nape, it's no surprise that Keita is easy to rile again. The pressure of Aak's palms smoothing along the fabric of his yukata makes Keita hum, then exhale softly as Aak starts to tug at the fabric. The sash is barely holding things together, just enough to preserve Keita's modesty, but when he shifts just right the knot gives and the fabric slips apart enough to show that Keita isn't wearing anything beneath it. ]
[It's difficult for Aak to quite relate to how people deal with animals. A "cat" didn't exist the same way for him. Pet were either small, like Mr. Lee's decorative fish, or limited to the outskirts, like domesticated sandbeasts and stuff. In his eyes, it's weirder for the people who do treat him like a housecat.]
[Although he might smile a bit, to tease, if he ever knew he was Keita's "first" for that.]
[The thought of Keita's fingers on his scalp are easily distracted from, though. As soon as he can tell there's nothing underneath the yukata he's laser-focused there. There's a hum of a laugh in the back of his throat. It was convenient, even appropriate, and yet he can't help but think... of course.]
Time to have my way with you, [he teases, echoing the wording. With one hand keeping the fabric of the yukata at bay he leans in and takes Keita into his mouth half-hard. It's not what he usually does but the novelty of having someone still a bit soft in his mouth is fun, too.]
[It also means a new way of working someone up to hardness, with the topside of the cock free to press against his palate while the underside can be lavished with attention from his tongue. There's a point of contact from the barbed part before a side-to-side swipe that favors the smoother parts of his tongue. Aak wants to offer Keita everything he is: novel, a bit of a pain, but a little sweet.]
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Hm, what's that old saying, [he makes a big show of thinking, putting a finger up to his lips, his tail curling behind his back,]
"I'll know it when I see it." [He grins slyly.]
Come over to this side. I'll give ya' a bit of service.
[He gestures and welcomes Keita to the other side of the counter. There's a chair Aak's been using for the down period and a stool he's been kicking his feet up onto. So, perfect for two people!]
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It's always a fun adventure, letting Aak have the reins of an interaction—as though Keita never really knows where things are going to end up, only that he's going to like it.
He takes a seat on the stool as it's nudged over, stretching his legs out in front of him as he does. Keita is still wearing a yukata, which will probably be to his benefit if Aak does decide to lick his nape, since the collar of it dips down a bit in the back and exposes his heart tattoo. ]
Well, here I am. How would you like me best?
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[Aak scoots his own chair back with the heel of his foot. He sidles over to Keita's backside, hand resting on the shoulder as he pulls to memory exactly where the large scar would hinder any attention.]
Hm, [A playful hum, as if he's just now thinking about how he'd like it now.]
[He leans down, his fur brushing up against the other's skin, for a kind of loose and lazy hug. His forehead nuzzles against the other's hair. One arm maintains the hug while the other hangs loosely and plays with the neckline on the yukata, clearly threatening to dive in and feel around but being polite for just a few moments.]
Until my legs get tired~ [he teases, before starting with a lick against the upper edge of the heart suit. Honestly, anything put on them by the house didn't deserve the affection but he'd compromise for poor Keita's nape.]
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The soft brush of fur precedes the touch of Aak's fingertips to the collar of Keita's yukata. He adjusts his posture just slightly, making it a little easier for Aak's hand to explore where it will, but otherwise makes no move to dislodge him. Perhaps one day it'll come back to bite Keita, that he's so lenient with letting Aak have his way, but for now Keita very much enjoys being at the other man's mercy. ]
So we may be here a—ooh, a while, [ Keita says, interrupted by a surprised noise of pleasure at the drag of a rough tongue against the edge of where he knows his tattoo sits. The slight burn of it is pleasant, and almost immediately he feels his ears flush, his fingers flexing against his own thighs where his hands rest in his lap. ] Oh, that's nice.
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[Still, he doesn't push emotionally like he does physically. It's like he knows it's a much trickier thing to diagnose and recover from. If he ever pushed too far, it was easier to see things end with a clean cut. It would just be lame to lose a good toy. That's all.]
Hehe, [Aak laughs at the interjected sound. He takes that as the cue to slip his hand under the collar of the yukata. He gently teases and presses against the other's skin with no apparent pattern. There's a little touch of the tip of his tongue, with no barbs, over where he just licked. Then he aims for the other bow of the heart's shape.]
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The slide of Aak's hand under the fabric of Keita's clothes is welcome, too. He's not touching anywhere particularly sensitive just yet, but just the playfulness of the touch is enough to make Keita shiver a little, his nipples starting to harden despite himself. He tips his head slightly forward to give Aak better access, then makes another pleased noise when Aak's tongue drags over the opposite side of his tattoo. ]
Mm... [ It is nice, really. Keita can see how it might not be for everyone, but personally he really enjoys both the rough texture of Aak's tongue and the contrast of the smoother edges. ] You'll get me hard if you keep it up.
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[When Aak's hand does dip far around to brush against a nipple, he smiles to himself. It was fun to wring those kinds of reactions out of people but Keita's imagination would let him slip them out early. Imagination, anticipation, whatever it was, he was real forward-thinking for an older guy.]
Uh huh? [he flicks a finger over the stiff nipple,] And do you not want that or somethin'?
[With the heart properly traced, he now fills it in with a few short laps of the tongue. The air is warm but wicks away heat from the dampened areas to cool it down.]
Are you worried I'm gonna overcharge? [he teases his business strategies again]
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I certainly have no objection, but you haven't a price listed for that, [ Keita says, with a half-laugh that becomes a quiet, pleased exhalation as Aak's tongue drags along his skin again. ] I've been told it's not wise to make deals without knowing the cost.
[ "I've been told," because in his life back home Keita was a millionaire and in his life here in the resort he spends so little that his savings account is relatively full. He's never had to be cautious about spending before and he's certainly not going to start now—he's just teasing Aak, really. Seeing if he's interested enough in taking this a little further that he'll take Keita's bait. ]
What do you think?
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Ohhh, yea. [Aak hums to himself, toying with Keita's nipple,]
You should be careful. Plenty of people like to take advantage of someone so nice.
[In Aak's eyes, Keita's been nothing but kind to him. The only thing to shatter the mental image of a peaceful life was the presence of that scar. Even his embrace of kinkiness just reads as a man finally letting himself go. Despite being firmly in the mental illness corner himself, he's not about to say a man's fucked up for wanting to get tied to a bed and edged.]
Me, too, [he nuzzles against the back of the other's neck, nose touching the bottom of his hairline. If he knew Keita's status he would surely at least take financial advantage of it. Too much money poisoned the soul, or somethin' like that. He'd be doing him a favor. As it stands, though, with not knowing, he's not going to ask for any outrageous numbers.]
Let's see... you could just pass that nice little deposit we get for fuckin' over to my account, that'd probably cover it.
[So, somewhat expensive, but technically not pulling anything he wouldn't be providing.]
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[ And in a show of trust(?) that Aak will really deliver on his promises, Keita fiddles with his watch for a second and then reaches back to tap it to Aak's, making the promised transfer. They've fooled around enough by now that Keita has no doubt that Aak will make good, and see above re: Keita's disinclination to be stingy, especially when he likes Aak as well as he does.
With the financial component done, Keita settles again, tilting his head just slightly—not actually turning around to look at Aak, though, more just an indication that Aak is where Keita's attention is focused. ]
I suppose it wouldn't do to have you close up shop, though, [ he observes pragmatically. ] Unless you'd prefer privacy?
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[He could take the money and run. That would certainly cement his status as a rascal and a rogue and perhaps Keita would even sigh and accept it. He could show up any time later with a new piece of jewelry, show it off, teasingly thank him for it, then resume their playful relationship.]
[What if he did actually get upset? Aak's tail swishes from one side to another. He can't see the future. Ugh... actually kinda liking people sucks, it makes everything way more complicated. His attention comes back to the conversation at hand and,]
Oh, you wanna just do it here? [And just like that the thoughts are banished because Keita hits him with the "i'm down unless you aren't" and he's delighted once again.]
Are you gonna get mad if I get interrupted? Hehe, I don't have any mints or anything, what if I end up kissing someone with a nasty mouth~?
[as if mints cleansed all sins, he knows better]
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Fortunately, Keita isn't overthinking it right now. He likes Aak, enjoys spending time with him, and it seems that their tastes are relatively aligned when it comes to their sexual relationship—what else does Keita need to think about right now? ]
That sounds like someone else's problem, doesn't it? [ Keita says with a laugh. ] Although I feel a bit like I ought to be offended that you think it's nasty.
[ It's obvious in his tone that he isn't offended in the least, though. Still, if nothing else Keita is fastidious about personal hygiene and eats a clean, balanced diet! So he has that going for him, at least. ]
Or shall I go find you some mints, just in case?
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[He pats his hand against the other's pec, leaning his weight comfortably for a second before pulling back to stand up a little straighter.]
Sure, it'll probably be fine if I keep my tongue here, [his fingers trace the places as he says it, starting from that chest,] or here, [collarbone,] or here, or here! [trailing up the neck and then poking at the corner of his lips.]
[He finally circles around, pausing in the space between where Keita's settled and the counter for his little booth.]
But, y'know, if you told me to lick here, [a teasing poke where his arm connects to his torso, he's not personally into armpits but someone out there in the world is,] or tongue around here, [a belly-button poke, the gestures are much less sensual than when he was doing them earlier,]
Or, like... the obvious. [He tones down his touch to slide and cup his hand over the groin. If someone was gonna kiss him after sucking dick he'd appreciate the effort of a mint. Probably.]
Won't kill anyone, though. If I let you go wandering around who knows how long it'll take you~? [his tongue flicks over his upper lip quickly and Keita can see the usual mischief in his eyes and filthy futures.]
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At any rate, it doesn't seem like Aak is inclined to either abandon his booth or let Keita go off on a mission to find breath mints, so. He tilts his head back a little to look up at Aak with an equal measure of amusement, his legs parting slightly to allow Aak's hand more room to feel, although the fabric of the yukata is still closed around his lower body.
Keita hums, faux-thoughtful. ]
Then how shall we resolve this impasse, I wonder, [ he says, teasing right back. ] It seems we have no other choice but to do it right here, and worry about the mints after.
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[He laughs, bringing his free hand up to barely-muffle the sound.]
Exactly! [he agrees with Keita, truly, they had no choice!]
Here, let's see... [he pauses to curve his tail around and more to the front. He kneels down, nestling into the space between the booth and Keita's legs. It feels a bit less spacious than when he had the older man with his legs tied apart. He keeps ending up here, hm?] Now, no one should be surprised to see nothing but there's still something charming about this kinda situation, ain't it?
[Aak may not respect the fundamentals of most disciplines but he can respect classic porn scenarios. So, feeling a little cramped and hidden away was just going to enhance the situation.]
And you get to see me this time! [he chirps, like it's a clear benefit]
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Although Keita leans back to let Aak by, he doesn't make much of an effort to scoot his stool back from the empty space underneath the booth. Despite having been born well before the "classic" porn scenarios became classics, Keita has become passingly familiar with at least a few of them over the course of his time in the resort, and this is one that he recognizes—one partner hidden in a slightly cramped space beneath, the other fighting not to let it show on their face as they're pleasured. Keita lifts an eyebrow, then smiles. ]
I suppose it'll be up to me to reassure anyone who comes seeking your services and is disappointed not to find you here? [ he asks. It seems possible that Aak might be into that—or at least into making Keita struggle through normal conversation while Aak teases him. ] I am glad I get to see you this time.
[ The blindfold was nice, though! But getting to watch is nice, too. ]
Am I allowed to touch?
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Hm, I didn't tell too many people what I was doing. [The same people he would text were the same ones that would wonder why the hell they should pay him for stuff he'd do anyways.]
Unless you wanna pretend it's yours and do some kisses, [he teases from his spot.] Or lick but you're gonna have a harder time justifyin' the price!
[It's another little giggle as he nestles a bit more into his new space, a hand on each thigh. In peripheral vision Keita can see the tip of the tail flick. Keita asks about touching and Aak looks up at him with his wide eyes.]
Huh? Sure, dude. [After all, he's touching Keita's body plenty even if he doesn't intend to. Just a lean forward and he'd be resting his face on the other's thigh.]
Unless you wanna pay for that, too, [the teasing expression returns.]
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That's a good point. My tongue isn't nearly so novel as yours.
[ Keita sits back in his chair, looking down at Aak with a smile. Rather than paying Aak straightaway how he'd done for the licking, he instead just reaches out to rest his head atop Aak's head right between his ears. ]
You have your way with me, I get to touch, [ Keita says. It sounds fair to him. ] And you get to touch when I have my way with you.
[ He Will be sucking that dick. Sorry not sorry. ]
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[Although, if he had to pick, he'd probably want Keita to hold on tight to his hair. Just because he could grasp somewhere doesn't mean it would be as pleasant.]
[The gentle rest of Keita's hand gives way to a promise to have my way with you later. That makes a grin spread out on his face.]
Well, then, you better get your fill while you can. My fur's pretty popular. [He might have made more money if it was a booth to let people pet him. He wasn't about to put that option out for strangers, though. His hands slide along the length of fabric that made Keita's yukata. Really, it was a convenient piece of clothing wasn't it? Just a little disruption of the sash and he could treat himself to the treasure below.]
[With a lot of people Aak's fondness meant he took things much more slowly. He's a bit excited to try and introduce Keita to the full sensory situation as quickly as possible.]
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I can see why, [ is Keita's response. Generally speaking, cats don't care for him—so it's only now that he's getting his first experience of kitty ear fur, and Keita can understand why people like it so much.
Having been worked to half-hardness just by the drag of Aak's tongue along his nape, it's no surprise that Keita is easy to rile again. The pressure of Aak's palms smoothing along the fabric of his yukata makes Keita hum, then exhale softly as Aak starts to tug at the fabric. The sash is barely holding things together, just enough to preserve Keita's modesty, but when he shifts just right the knot gives and the fabric slips apart enough to show that Keita isn't wearing anything beneath it. ]
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[Although he might smile a bit, to tease, if he ever knew he was Keita's "first" for that.]
[The thought of Keita's fingers on his scalp are easily distracted from, though. As soon as he can tell there's nothing underneath the yukata he's laser-focused there. There's a hum of a laugh in the back of his throat. It was convenient, even appropriate, and yet he can't help but think... of course.]
Time to have my way with you, [he teases, echoing the wording. With one hand keeping the fabric of the yukata at bay he leans in and takes Keita into his mouth half-hard. It's not what he usually does but the novelty of having someone still a bit soft in his mouth is fun, too.]
[It also means a new way of working someone up to hardness, with the topside of the cock free to press against his palate while the underside can be lavished with attention from his tongue. There's a point of contact from the barbed part before a side-to-side swipe that favors the smoother parts of his tongue. Aak wants to offer Keita everything he is: novel, a bit of a pain, but a little sweet.]