Omg do you take fic requests? I loved Luxuria and Blooming Emotion, and right when I finished Blooming Emotion I heard The Shape Of You and it was PERFECT! It would be awesome to see a songfic or something! Just a thought sorry if it's annoying XD thank you for the fics!!
I'm glad you like my writing!
No I do not take fic requests because my motivation is all over the place. It's why there hasn't been any more fics lately: because I just don't have the motivation for it, and therefore cannot promise it will be written in a timely manner, if ever.
Ain thinks about his boyfriend while masturbating. Even through the hard times.
Everyone was out for the day, and Ain was taking advantage of the time alone to relax in bed with a book.
âIf only he was here⊠Then⊠Then he could spread my legs and fuck me until I can't moveâŠâ
Ain felt his cock twitch in interest at the fantasy. He shivered. Since he was home alone, with several hours before his son got backâŠ
Ain marked his spot in the book before stripping off his shirt and placing both items on the side table. Then he dipped a hand under the waistband of his pants, gasping while teasing his cock to hardness. He bit his lip. The friction of his cock rubbing against the inside of the jeans felt amazing. He groaned low in his throat at the building pressure.
His boyfriend unzipping his pants and taking out his cock, rubbing the tip teasinglyâŠ
Ain gasped when the cool air hit his cock on taking it out, mimicking his fantasy. He dug blunt nails under the head, legs twitching and kicking away his pants and boxers fully exposing him to an imaginary audience.
Without conscious input, Ain found his hand speeding up, legs running on the blankets. Gods. He hadn't had sex with his boyfriend in a while, since the other man was at some kind of convention for a week.
He could already feel the tight coil of orgasm in his belly, and felt precum bubble out of the tip of his cock.
âA-ah-!â
Ain thrashed his head from side to side, and dug his heels into the blankets as he pressed into the slit of his cock.
âF-Fuck-!â
Ain arched his back as he reached orgasm, and collapsed onto the bed panting like he just ran a marathon. Though⊠something was off⊠and he couldn't tell what.
Ain laid down on the bed, waiting for feeling to come back to his legs. He rolled over to reach for his book, but moaned the second he was on his stomach.
He gasped. He could already feel arousal curling in his belly. It hadn't even been five minutes, and his cum was still wet.
If⊠If he kept rubbing at his erection, eventually he'd stop being horny⊠right?
With that in mind he flipped over and looked down. His cock was already hard and leaking, as if it hadn't just cum a few minutes ago.
Moaning, he lightly gripped his cock, the pleasure so intense it was almost painful. How could he be this hard so soon?
He whimpered, slowly starting to stroke his cock once more. Unlike last time, he didn't bother trying to tease himself, he just wanted to cum so he could get back to his book without the distraction of being horny.
It only took a few strokes before Ain was convulsing in his second orgasm, but to his dismay, his erection hadnât waned a bit.
He bit his lip.
âA-Ah⊠s-shit-!â
The haze of arousal was quickly taking over cognitive functions, Ain found himself rubbing his cock desperately against the sheets, a steadily growing pool of cum underneath him and rapidly rising desperation as orgasms came and went without relief.
Ain was drooling, eyes rolled back into his head as he braced himself on his knees and one elbow, the other hand rapidly pumping his cock to bring him to orgasm.
âF-Fuck- A-Ah-! Nnnnngh-!â Ain rubbed frantically, but for whatever reason, it wasn't enough. Ain didn't care about âwhyâ, his mind was too far gone to think straight.
After he reached orgasm for the⊠fourth time (oh no, he was already losing track), arousal coiled in his belly immediately, and it only took him another stroke to cum. He tried to wait for it to go away, but that just made it more unbearable.
His knees slipping in his own cum, Ain tried to get relief by grinding hard against his sheets, to no avail. The normally composed man was a mess: Naked, flushed, and covered with cum, wordless noises kept slipping out of his mouth.
âNnnnghâŠ. Now nnnnnnothing is c-coming out a-at a-aalllâŠâ
Ain whined low on his throat. God, how long has it been? An hour?
A single memory cut through the fog in his brain.
âYour prostate. Some men really like having it stimulated⊠Seems like you're one of them, no?â
Right⊠Prostate...
He slipped cum-covered hands behind him, teasing open his hole briefly before sinking them in.
âNnnnn-!â
Ain moaned and squeezed around his fingers in orgasm. How many orgasms was that? Ain had no idea. He hoped it would end soonâŠ
Ain pressed against his walls, trying to find that spot that his boyfriend said he liked so much.
Sparks danced at the edge of his vision as he pressed at one spot.
âNnnnn-Ah-!â
Just a little bit more. Ain tried to push his fingers in deeper, only to be unable to do so. He whimpered. He was so close-!
Ain shakily flipped himself over, and removed his fingers briefly, before plunging them back inside. At this angle, Ain could see his leaking cock and cum smeared all over his lower body. Ain curled his fingers and tried to search for his prostate again.
His head was spinning, he could barely breathe. A whine tore from his lips as he found it, and he panted. Angling his hips Ain pushed his fingers in slightly deeper.
Curling the digits toward his stomach, Ain pressed hard.
A scream tore from his throat, his legs started running on the blankets, and stars burst behind his eyelids. He kept his fingers locked in place, pressing on that sensitive bundle of nerves.
âOh fuck oh fuck oh fucking shit-!â
Ain squeezed his eyes open, seeing his cock twitching. He had run out of cum a while ago, so he had no idea if his relief was finally close.
He brought his free hand to the tip of his cock and teased open the slit, before digging his fingers inside.
âFuck-!â
Ain convulsed on his fingers, his ass clenching in orgasm, pressing the digits against his prostate, legs twitching helplessly.
He felt his ass tighten around his fingers several times, before finally, finally the arousal in his belly dimmed.
Ain panted harshly, loosened his fingers and waited to see if the arousal would come back.
After a few minutes without it happening, Ain pulled the digits out and flopped onto the bed, tossing one arm over his eyes.
âH-hah⊠Fuck⊠That was⊠That was⊠something⊠And not the good kindâŠâ
You are mine. You have been⊠and always will be. Even if the world shatters around me right now⊠that fact alone will not change. Thereâs no need to fear⊠Have I ever treated you badly? Go on⊠tell me. Tell me what you want. I want to hear it from your lips.
Pairing: Arme Thaumaturgy x Erbluhen Emotion
Raiting:Â NSFW
Warnings:Â Sex.
The thrilling conclusion.
Mochi kept green eyes on the ground as he heard the door open. Dreadlord had left after helping him dry his tears⊠So who was it?
âMochi.â
Ah⊠That voiceâŠ
âSorryâŠâ
A sigh reached his ears, and then he jerked up when he felt a hand come to rest in his hair. Heat rushed to his face, and he looked back down. He couldn't help it, but the other probably didn't want to see his red face.
âWhat am I going to do with you?â
The gloved hand began to stroke his hair. After earlier, he didn't dare assume that this meant Arme would let Mochi touch him.
âI'm so sorryâŠâ
âThese emotions are so troublesome⊠it would be much easier to complete the mission without them, and yetâŠâ
Mochi looked up, something warm budding in his chest. He tried to fight it down. He didn't want to rely on something that might not be true.
âAnd yet, I felt as if you had stabbed me from behind. I was⊠angry. I was angry that you lied to me. I want to trust you, as we are both agents of the goddess and we are working towards the same goal.â
Mochi looked up, and saw that Arme seemed to be choosing his next words carefully. Where was he going with this?
âPerhaps, that's why I trust you with so much: you are the only one who could possibly understand. Even withâŠâ
Green eyes widened as he saw pink rise to Armeâs cheeks. He wanted to say that the other didn't have to say it, but before he could, a gloved hand came up to stop him.
âEven with⊠sex. That's why I was so angry. I trusted you and you took advantage of it⊠But⊠How could I expect you to be honest if I couldn't do the same?â
âArmeâŠâ
âYou are always there for me, no matter how much I push you away⊠Always cheering me on⊠Always there as support, no matter how dire the situation is⊠At first I thought it was annoying and pointless but as time went on, I grew used to those thingsâŠâ
Blue eyes looked away, and Mochi suppressed the urge to reach out and cup his face.
âI-I think... I might have fallen in love with youâŠâ
His eyes widened. Love? Arme⊠loved him? Was he dreaming? If so, he didn't want to wake upâŠ
âI'm sorry for my harsh words from earlier. Itâs okay if you're still upset with me.â
The apology was unexpected. Arme didn't mean what he said? What if he was just saying what he wanted to hear? If so, if he tried to touch the other, Arme would just get angrier and probably yell again⊠Except this time he would get angry because Mochi didn't listen and he would be right.
Blue eyes softened and picked up one of Mochiâs hands, rubbing the back of it with one finger. Was this real? He grabbed the hand like a lifeline, wrapping his fingers around Armeâs palm. The other celestial took this as an indication to wrap his free arm around Mochi and pull him closer for a hug.
âWhy are you crying? Are you still upset with me?â
...When did tears start to form again? Did it matter? He turned to look up at the other. Confusion danced behind blue eyes.
â...Iâm happy. Really, really happy. Because I⊠I love you too, ArmeâŠâ
Mochi let go of Armeâs hand, and cuddled into the other celestial. The other made a noise in the back of his throat.
âAhâŠâ Arme paused, before abruptly changing the subject. âIt's late, and it was a long day. Come to bed.â
How late was it? Mochi glanced outside, noticing the sky was dark. Had this day really gone by so fast?
â...Okay.â
Arme stood up, pulling Mochi to his feet. He didn't want to let go. Slightly stumbling under the added weight, the other celestial led them towards the bed.
Mochi laid down and looked at Arme. He was scared of going to sleep and waking up alone. The other man sighed and ran fingers through his hair.
The motion reminded him how tired he was: this day was so exhausting⊠A yawn escaped his lips as he curled up next to the other, but not touching. He wouldn't dare.
He prayed to the goddess that this wasn't a beautiful lie.
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Mochi groaned as the morning sun hit his face, and he rolled over, burying his face in the pillow.
There was a low chuckle, before a hand turned him over and sleepy kisses were pressed to his forehead.
One green eye opened, and the other celestialâs form came into view. A small smile tugged at Armeâs lips. Before Mochi could think about it, a gloved hand cupped his chin and a pair of soft lips were pressed against his own.
A coil of warmth spread through Mochi from their joined lips, and he sighed. This feeling was so pleasantâŠ
A thumb came up and rubbed small circles into his cheek while the other hand pulled him closer. His own arms awkwardly rested on Armeâs shoulders, unsure if he could cuddle up to the other man.
Arme let out a huff, before breaking the kiss.
âYou can touch me you know⊠I promise I won't get angry again.â
Mochi swallowed, before carefully hugging Arme closer, burying his face into the other manâs chest.
Mochi felt a nose be pushed into his hair and a hand rub at his back. He leaned upwards to kiss at the other manâs chin, giggling. Arme looked so peacefulâŠ
The otherâs lips trailed down to his forehead and nose before pressing against his mouth once more.
Ah⊠Even though this was nice, breakfast was soon. He liked eating with the rest of the El Search PartyâŠ
Pulling away, he paused as bare fingers slid under his shirt and trailed against bare skin.
That tickled! But⊠What was Arme doing?
One hand wandered down to toy with the waistband of his pants, and it was like someone poured ice water down his shirt. Mochi hastily scrambled away from the other, breath coming in shallow pants.
âIt's okay, Mochi⊠I want this nowâŠâ A pause. âUnless you don't want it anymore? It's fine if you don't, I meanâ fuckâŠâ The other celestial trailed off, and took a deep breath, before continuing. âI meant to say it's okay if you don't want to, I will not think ill of you. Just let me know.â
Mochi could feel heat rise to his face and his lips suddenly become dry as Arme stumbled over his words. The other wanted toâ? He swallowed. Hearing Arme say that...
âPlease⊠I⊠I want itâŠâ
He needed it more than oxygen...
âCan I, Arme?â
âOf course.â Armeâs hands drifted to the hem of Mochiâs shirt, a question dancing behind blue eyes. Mochi nodded, and the other pulled the shirt off.
Mochi shivered as a hand curiously trailed across his nipples, leaving electricity wherever it touched. He whined as the hand pulled away for a moment, before it returned, rubbing small circles into the nub. He arched his back, trying to get those fingers to rub harder, but every time he did, they drew back.
âM-More⊠P-Pleaseâ!â
Arme nodded before positioning Mochi so he was lying on his back. Mochi shuddered, feeling desire pool in his groin as Arme hovered over him, arms braced on both sides of his head.
Mochi moaned as Arme leant down, licking at one sensitive nub, dexterous fingers pinching and rubbing at the other in turns. His hands buried into blue hair, pulling the other celestial closer. He shivered as Arme pressed his tongue against it, and arched his back when the other gave an experimental suck.
âAgainâŠ! Do that againâŠ!â
A whine fell from swollen lips as Arme granted his desperate request. His toes were curling from the sensation. He wanted moreâ!
Arme hummed, before he moved his mouth to the other nipple. Mochi shivered as the cool air brushed across the nub, and moaned as Arme repeated his ministrations once more.
He whimpered as Arme pulled away after a bit. Did Arme not want to do it anymore? Is that why he stopped?
Tear gathered at the corners of his eyes. It was too good to be true...
âH-hah!â
Mochiâs hips canted upwards, heels digging into the blankets, jaw going slack. Green eyes squeezed shut, and he gasped. So warmâ!
What was Arme doing that felt so good...?
With effort, Mochi opened an eye and felt air leave his lungs all at once. His chest tightened at the sight of Arme between his legs, torso bare, lips closed around half of his cock, and a blush spread across his cheeks.
When had Arme pushed his pants and underwear downâ?
Blue eyes flickered upwards, and Mochi could see the uncertainty just under the surface. Ah⊠He didn't want Arme to feel like that- not with him...
That was all the encouragement Arme needed. The other celestial took in more of his cock until his nose bumped Mochi's stomach.
A distant part of Mochi's mind was screaming that it was unfair Arme could take all of his cock in his mouth, but it was quickly silenced when Arme swallowed. Stars danced across his vision: oh Elâ! That felt amazingâ!
But as amazing as it was, Mochi wanted more. He wanted to feel Arme's cock in him, rubbing against his insides, his cum dripping out of himâŠ
âArmeâŠ! Bitte, bitte fick michâŠ! Ich will deinen Penis so sehrâŠâ
Arme paused mid swallow, looking at him curiously. Ah⊠What? Why did Arme stop? Mochi licked at dry lips, before repeating himself.
âArmeâŠ! Please, please fuck meâŠ! I want your cock so badâŠâ
Arme still looked confused. Mochi whimpered. What was so confusing? He didn't understand. Arme pulled off of his cock, and he shivered as the cool air of the room hit it.
âDo you mean you want to have sex?â
Yes! Didn't he say that? He nodded frantically. Arme blushed and looked away, breaking eye contact.
âWe don't have that stuff from last timeâŠâ
Stuff? What did Arme mean?
...Oh. Lubricant. At least, that's what Mochi thought Arme meantâŠ
âLubricant? T-There should be some in the room from last timeâ!â
Arme nodded, and pulled away, searching the room for the tiny bottle. Mochi shifted his hips as his cock strained. After a few minutes, Mochi whined.
âA-Armeâ! F-Forget itâ! Just stretch me and fuck meâ!â
Desperation caused Mochi to be a bit more careless with his words. He didn't want Arme to push him away, but it was too hot for him for him to bear and the other celestial was taking too long.
A head of blue hair popped up from the other end of the sheets as Arme shook his head.
âNo. Weâll do this properly. Be patient Mochi.â
âHurryâ!â
Mochi keened and shifted his hips, bringing one hand to the damp head of his cock. He shivered as his thumb wiped away the precum on the end. Bringing his other hand to his mouth, he sucked on his fingers. Since Arme was taking so long⊠Spit could work too, right?
âH-Hahâ!â
As it turned out, spit did not work nearly as well as lube. It burned, and not in a good way. Mochi squeezed his eyes shut and whimpered as he tried to pull his finger out.
âTch. Must you be so impatient?â
Hands closed around his wrists, pulling them away from their tasks. Mochi shuddered as the finger was eased out, only to arch his back as it was replaced by one of Armeâs slick fingers.
Mochi forced an eye open to see Arme, now fully naked, with the bottle of lubricant in his hand. It took him long enoughâ! He squirmed as he felt another finger prod at his entrance, before pressing in. Pushing his hips back against the digits, Mochi wished that Arme would hurry. Arme was curling his fingers and rubbing at his insides, as if he was searching for something while stretching him.
âNngh!â
Mochi's hips rose off the bed as one of Arme's fingers rubbed against something that made the heat rush back to his face and cock.
It was that spot from last timeâŠ
âThere?â Arme murmured softly to himself. âI see.â
Mochi's mouth opened to let out yet another moan, and he could feel drool coming out of his mouth. Arme alternated between rubbing and pressing that spot as well as stretching him wider, causing the pleasant heat to increase even more. Warm lips pressed against his own, and he opened his mouth without hesitation, sucking at the other manâs tongue, drawing out a muted gasp.
Mochi pursed his lips briefly, before getting an idea. He reached down between his and Arme's bodies, wrapping a hand around both of their cocks. He grinned against Arme when he felt that the other was just as hard.
The moan that Arme made when he began to pump both cocks was divine. The muted noises and the embarrassed flush on his face afterward? Even better.
He could feel he was close⊠But he didn't want to cum like this. Pulling away from the kiss, Mochi shifted so his green eyes could meet blue.
âA-Arme⊠P-pleaseâŠâ
The other celestial nodded once, and pulled his fingers out. Mochi squirmed at the loss briefly, before Arme began to push in.
...Too slowâ!
Mochi slammed his hips against Armeâs, ignoring the other celestialâs gasp as his own head fell back, eyes closed as he let out a purr. Finally, he finally had what he wanted.
He shifted as Arme stayed still. Would he have to do the work this time, too?
He gasped as Arme pulled back until only the tip of his cock was inside, before thrusting in once again, sending sparks of pleasure up his spine. His toes curled and he keened.
âThere?â
Mochi opened one green eye, and nodded. Bringing his legs up around Arme, he squeezed around the otherâs cock, grinning at the moan.
Mochi sighed as Arme kept thrusting. It wasn't as fast as he wanted, but it was still nice. The other celestialâs cock hit that spot with every thrust.
Suddenly, it stopped. Mochi whimpered and tried to fuck himself on Arme's cock.
âMochi? Is this okay?â
âI-Itâs good but⊠F-faster...! P-PleaseâŠ! I want it so the only thing I can think of is youâŠâ
There was a pause, before hands suddenly flipped him to one side and a hand lifted his leg up. Mochi shivered. Arme could move him like he weighed nothing⊠He wondered if Arme would fuck him against a wall one day, holding him up so he didn't touch the groundâŠ
All thoughts of the future evaporated from his mind as Arme swiftly thrust back in. He gasped, his fingers scrabbling to hold something as Arme set a hard pace, just like he asked.
âHhhhyesâ! Like thatâ!â
His fingers curled around the bed frame, and Mochi shuddered as with every thrust, his body moved slightly with the force. The feeling of Arme's cock sliding roughly against his insides was just what he needed.
âA-Ah⊠you feel so good in me Armeâ!â
Mochi heard the sheets shifting, before there was warm breath at his ear. Even though Arme wasn't putting his entire body into it, each thrust still felt amazing.
âI-Is that soâ?â
Mochi opened one eye and nodded. There was a blush on the other celestialâs cheeks, and his breath hitched as Arme tentatively licked the shell of his ear before pulling away. Mochiâs eyes fluttered shut. That felt goodâŠ
âDo you like that Mochi?â
âY-Yes⊠Itâs goodâŠâ
âHmmmâŠâ
Mochi gasped as blunt teeth nipped at his ear, the pressure building higher. The world shut down around him, and the only thing that mattered at that moment was Arme giving him this pleasure.
âClose?â
âY-YesâŠâ
Mochi shivered as Arme brought a hand to his cock and began to stroke it in time with his thrusts. He tightly gripped the bed frame as Arme gently squeezed, and then rubbed a thumb over the tip.
With Arme using his entire body to thrust now, he wasn't going to last much longer-!
âA-Armeâ!â
The heat uncurled in a rush, and he heard Arme moan as the pressure increased around the his cock. Armeâs cum splashed against his insides, heightening his own pleasure to the point all he could see was white.
When he could think again, Arme had pulled out and was stroking his hair as well as kissing his tears. Ah⊠When had he started to cry? This was everything he wanted. He shifted so he could comfortably hug Arme and push a nose into blue hair.
âThank you Arme⊠That was wonderful. I loved it.â
Arme tilted his head upwards and kissed Mochi's nose. Mochi giggled.
âI'm gladâŠâ
âOh? You've never said you were âgladâ before. Or, at least, shared what emotions you were feeling.â Mochi teased, then paused. â...It's nice: I like it.â
Arme looked away, ears slightly pink. Mochi huffed, and leaned against the other celestialâs shoulder. An arm came up to hug him closer, and Mochi let it with a pleasant sigh.
In this brief moment, nothing mattered beyond him and Arme. Not the Elgang, and not the mission. Nothing else.
âDo you want to go for breakfast now?â
Mochi nodded. He stood up, but a sudden pain in his hips made him lose his balance almost immediately, falling on top of Arme who had just stood up himself. Arms wrapped around him as he heard Arme chuckle. Mochi nuzzled into the other celestialâs chest, before meeting blue eyes softened with love.
The other probably didn't even realize that he looked like that, but Mochi did, and it took his breath away. Having Arme's affection was unlike anything Mochi could have imagined. He strongly suspected that if he looked in a mirror at that instant, his eyes would look the same way.
âArme, IâŠâ Mochi began, but stopped when he heard someone knock on their door.
Exchanging a brief look with Arme, both celestials ended intervention. Floating in the in-between place, Arme hummed.
âWhat were you going to say before we were interrupted?â
âAh. I was going to say, âArme, I love you.ââ
A soft smile played on Arme's lips, before he bent down to kiss gray hair.
âI love you, too, Mochi.â
Warmth bloomed in his chest as he cuddled next to Arme. He would never get tired of hearing the other celestial say that.
âHow long do you think we should wait before we go back?â
Arme sighed. âA couple of hours at least.â
A couple of hours, huh? Mochi smirked.
âHey, Arme⊠I know what we could do for those couple of hoursâŠâ
Why is Erbluhen Emotion referred to as Mochi? I know it's cute but I'm just really curious. Also, love your stories â€
Because if you read Erbluhen Emotion in German thereâs a âmochiâ in Emotion lol⊠Itâs also written in (slightly wrong) German pronunciation in the Korean original. So you dont actually say âemotionâ like the English word âemotionâ but more like âe-mochi-onâ?
Pairing: Arme Thaumaturgy x Erbluhen Emotion
Raiting: T
Warnings: Previous references to sex I guess?
Arme has regrets. Lots and lots of regrets. Also Dreadlord keeps the bad ideas coming.
âFor the last time Mochi, I told you, I don't want to⊠to do that. That's not why the goddess made us.â
Mochi didn't understand. Earlier, he had burst into Armeâs room to ask if they could have sex. Arme said he wouldn't mind doing it again afterward, so why-? Why were those blue eyes so cold?
...Maybe he meant something else? Please, goddess⊠please let Arme mean something else.
âDo what? Be more specific Armeeeee.â
Armeâs face pinked, and he looked away. Mochi stamped down the desire to lean over to cuddle up next to Arme. He really wanted to, but⊠what if Arme pushed him away? Mochi didnât want that...
â...That⊠That thing we did last night.â
He didn't want to have sex after allâŠ
âEhhh? But you said you liked it Arme!â
Arme scoffed, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
â...W-what? I⊠I never said anything like that. Don't put words in my mouth.â
Mochi felt a sharp pain in his chest, and he felt wetness gather at the corner of his eyes. Why was Arme being so cruel?
â...B-But Arme⊠You.. you promisedâŠâ
Mochi paused to wipe the wetness away. He desperately searched Armeâs face for any sign of hesitation⊠any sign the words coming out of those lips werenât true⊠Not finding any, icy claws gripped at Mochiâs chest. It hurt...
â... I⊠I donât know what you are talking about.â
Arme sighed and pushed himself off of the wall he was leaning against, harshly brushing past Mochi.
âPerhaps you should get your head checked out, you're obviously hallucinating.â
Mochi tried to grab Armeâs arm, but the other celestial shook off the grip with ease and slammed the door. The loud noise kept echoing in Mochiâs ears, amplifying the fact he was all alone in their room...
The sharp pain in his chest⊠it kept growing and growing and Mochi didn't know why. Was this pain⊠was this another emotion?
Mochi didn't think he liked this one, it hurt⊠What should he do? Something cold dripped down onto his hand. What�
Tears⊠These were tears⊠werenât theyâŠ?
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Mochi scrambled to his feet as he heard the door to his and Armeâs room open. Did Arme come back? Eyes lit up as he ran over to the door, tackling whoever was behind it. He and the other person tumbled out of the door in a tangle of limbs, rolling to a stop. Then Mochi got a good look at the person he tackled.
...It⊠It wasnât Arme. Mochi felt tears prick at the corners of his eyes again, and crawled off, muttering a hasty sorry as he wiped his eyes.
Arme⊠He wanted Arme⊠He wanted Arme to come back and hug him and say he was sorry and-
âAre you crying? Am I really that scary?â
Dreadlord stared up at Mochi from his spot on the floor. Mochi shook his head. Thatâs not whyâŠ
âHey, Mochi? Whatâs wrong? Why are you crying?â
Mochi felt a pair of hands wrap around his shoulders, and he was tugged into a hug. The feelings that had been building ever since Arme left him came out in a rush.
A gloved hand pressed over Mochiâs mouth, forcing the flow of words to stop. Dreadlord ran a free hand through his hair and sighed.
âSlower, please.â
Mochi nodded and started again.
âI had sex with Arme last night and he said he liked it⊠so today I asked if we could do it again and he said no⊠And then he said he never said that he liked it and it hurt and I donât know whyâŠâ
Mochi hiccuped, and leaned against Dreadlord. A gloved hand came up and patted his shoulder a bit awkwardly.
âI'm sure he didn't mean to be such an uptight ass. He just needs to loosen up!â
There was a pause, and Mochi turned so he was facing the half-demon.
âOh I know, you could share a drink or two with him. That'll do the trick! I think I could even get you a bottle of wine too!â
Would that really work? El, he hoped so. He didn't want Arme to ignore him any more like earlier⊠If what Dreadlord was suggesting would get the other celestial to stop being so cold, heâd do it.
âWhat do I do?â
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Mochi swallowed as he saw Arme. He didn't want to mess this up again...  He took a deep breath, and approached the other celestial with one hand holding onto Armeâs favorite brand of wine. It was hard to imagine that the argument happened earlier that dayâŠ
âArme!â
The other celestial froze, before turning around. Mochi flinched as cold blue eyes met his. AhâŠ
Those frigid eyes narrowed, and it was all Mochi could do to hope that their owner didn't pick out his motives.
âVery well.â
A grin pulled at Mochiâs face, and he eagerly led the other back to their room. He placed the bottle on the small end table, and managed to find two glasses. He carefully topped both with the wine, then raised his own glass in salute, before taking.
Ah⊠this is nice. No wonder why this is Armeâs favorite. But this silence, it reminded him too much of before.
...But what if he said something stupid and made it worse? Maybe he should just stay quiet⊠Yes, that would be for the bestâŠ
Tilting the glass to get the last of the liquid, Mochi kept an eye on Arme. The other celestial was only halfway through his own.
He should stay quiet in case he ruined this but⊠the silence was suffocating.
âI can see why you like this brand so much.â
There. Something about the wine. That was an okay topic, right?
The other celestial narrowed his eyes, and nodded. The atmosphere reminded Mochi of when he first met Arme: he didn't like it. The awkward conversation, scrambling to get a response from the other celestial that wasn't clippedâŠ
How had that one argument eroded away their companionable relationship?
The conversation trailed into silence. The other celestial had finished his glass, and poured himself some more.
Perhaps after this glassâŠ
Mochi filled his own as well. The other man had good taste.
His breath caught in his throat as some of the red liquid beaded near Armeâs lips. He wanted to lick it off-
Fingers came to rest on Armeâs thigh, gently trailing upwards, another hand cupping his face. Mochi leaned forwards, about to lick that carmine drop off of the other manâs lips-
...And then it all went wrong.
Blue eyes widened, before a pair of gloved hands shoved him away hard enough that he spilled the wine all over the table as he fell to the floor, the other man looming over him.
He was stunned. Why did Arme do that? Those lips that he wanted to kiss turned down into a scowl and a gloved hand cracked onto the table.
âWhat the the fuck was that?! ...Actually, no. I know what you wanted to do. You wanted to get me drunk so I would do what you wanted, didn't you?! You wanted me pliant and unable to protest!â
Armeâs voice grew louder as he went on. He was so angry, Mochi could pick out the hints of his voice slipping into his spiritual form. No⊠No, that's not what he wantedâŠ
It was hard to breathe- tears were falling and they just wouldn't stop. He wanted to tell Arme that's not what it was- he didn't mean it like that! But he kept choking on the words. Unaware of his struggle, the other man continued his tirade.
âHow dare you consider yourself a servant of Ishmael?! If you were, you wouldn't have tried this preposterous idea!â
He reached a hand out to Arme, but withdrew it. The other would take it the wrong way⊠The lump in his throat finally cleared enough for him to speak.
â...B-But Arme⊠I just⊠I just wanted to fix things⊠wanted to be with you againâŠâ
The other celestialâs face twisted even further.
âI hate you. Youâre nothing more than a disgusting, manipulative liar. Don't come near me ever again.â
Green eyes widened at the accusation. He wasnât- No!
âNo! ...No no no no-! Youâre wrong!â
His voice cracked, but he had⊠He had to do this. The other man opened his mouth and Mochi cut him off.
âI wasn't lying-!â
The sheer volume of his voice made the other manâs eyes widen. It strained his voice, but Mochi continued.
âAll I wanted-!â
His screams were cut off by a fit of coughing, his voice pushed to its limit. When he tried to speak again, his voice couldn't rise above a hoarse whisper.
âAll I wanted- All I wanted was to be with you-â
He opened his mouth to say more, but all that came out were hiccups. Tears were rolling down his cheeks- he could see the other man didn't believe him, but when he opened his mouth, the only thing that came out were choked noises.
Those beautiful blue eyes⊠now they were like chips of ice and he didn't want that-!
âThe words of a liar are worthless.â
Turning on his heel, Arme stalked out of the room. Mochi scrambled to his feet as hand reaching towards the other. He took a shaky step forward, but stumbled over nothing.
âArme-â
El, it hurt⊠Now Arme would never speak to him again⊠It hurt so much he couldn't breathe-! Darkness crept in at the edge of his vision, it creeping further and further as the seconds passed.
He startled out of his steadily worsening thoughts when a hand came down on his shoulder. Teary green eyes looked up into the face of Royal Guard.
âDeep breaths Mochi.â
Mochi nodded, and took in a shaky breath, before exhaling. The half-demon nodded in encouragement while finger came to rub small circles into his back.
After a few minutes, Mochiâs vision was clearer, and he looked around. He could see Dreadlord by the door rubbing his ear. His eyes wandered, searching for a familiar head of blue hair. He shouldn't hope butâŠ
There! The other celestial was standing as far away as he could from both half-demons, but he was there. Mochi dropped his gaze and hugged his knees closer to himself.
Royal Guard heaved a sigh, and stood up from his place next to Mochi. He then rounded on both of the other men in the room. Before he could think about it too much, Mochi heard the other speak coldly towards Dreadlord.
âWhat was going through that thick head of yours Dreadlord?!â
The other man held up his hands in a defensive gesture.
âWell, I figured Mr. Straightass over there could use a little loosening up.â
Arme scoffed, but he shut up quickly.
âAnd it didn't cross your mind that suggesting Mochi hitting on Arme while he was drunk was a bad idea?!â There was a pause, but then the half-demon butler continued. âDonât answer that, of course you didn't! If you did, this wouldn't have happened!â
Mochi couldn't see Royal Guardâs face from here, but he has a feeling the man was glaring.
âFine, fine! I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to make whatever was between you guys worse.â
He heard a sigh, and then the butler spoke to Arme.
âAnd you, Arme.â His voice suddenly softened, but it was not any less assertive. âCould I have a word with you outside?â
Not waiting for a response, Royal Guard walked out of the room. Mochi heard the door shut after another moment, but he kept his eyes lowered.
He wasn't sure why Royal Guard even cared to clear up the misunderstanding. What was the point?
////
Arme watched Mochi until the half-demon carefully shut the door behind them. What was the point of these⊠emotions? They seemed pointless and irritating. Extraneous.
...At least, that's what he would like to say. Ever since last night, it was getting harder to believe that and he didn't know why. He even raised his voice to the other celestial. Why? Was it because the other was a liar?
If it was that simple, why did he feel like he had been stabbed when the other tried to take advantage of him? Why did he feel like the knife was twisted when he saw how the other started to scream back? Was he becoming weak?
âI apologize on behalf of Dreadlord. Please donât be angry at Mochi.â
Arme blinked at the half-demon, before narrowing his eyes.
âEven if it was Dreadlordâs idea, Mochi was still the one who acted upon it.â
The other man sighed.
âI canât deny that. Dreadlord is not the only idiot there, but Mochiâs intentions werenât malicious. I understand why youâre angry, but you need to stop shouting at him. Canât you see he is shattered?â
Anger? Is that what this was? This⊠feeling. This feeling like Mochi stabbed him in the back⊠that was anger? How could the other celestial keep all of these useless things straight?
He narrowed his eyes.
âThen perhaps Mochi should be stronger.â
The butler squinted at Arme before sighing. He didn't understand why. If he was shattered, he was broken, and therefore he should work to fix himself.
If Mochi had to deal with these⊠feelings all the time⊠no wonder he was so weak. Arme felt fragile with just a few of them.
âMochi is most likely in love with you, Arme.â
Love? Mochi⊠loved him? Was that even possible for beings like them�
Well, that wasn't entirely accurate. If love was emotion⊠then Mochi would probably have the capacity to feel it. But what about himself?
He didn't know. Was this feeling love?
âYou should be honest with him.â
âPerhapsâŠâ
The half-demon sighed.
âJust⊠talk to him soon, okay?â
Arme nodded. He would apologize to the other celestial, but he wasn't sure what to do after that.
Pairing: Arme Thaumaturgy x Apostasia
Rating: NSFW
Warnings: Apostasia is very kinky. No plot whatsoever.
Set in âTo You, I Canât Say Goodbyeâ Universe.
Apostasia wants one thing more than anything else in the world.
âYou look so beautiful like thisâŠâ
Apostasia felt heat crawl up his face at the praise. The other celestial always made him feel so good⊠so warm⊠not like when he was lost in Henirâs dimension⊠He wanted to stay by Armeâs side foreverâŠ
âA-Ah⊠ArmeâŠâ
He panted and ground against the other. He wanted to make the other feel just as good⊠It was no less than Arme deserved⊠He squeezed down and moaned.
âYou feel so goodâŠâ
A hand came up and caressed Apostasiaâs cheek, sending warmth through his face. Armeâs touch was so nice⊠so kindâŠ
âSo beautiful⊠if only you could look at yourself right now⊠In factâŠâ
Apostasia squeaked as Arme flipped them over. Gasping as he was pressed into the bed, blunt nails dug into the otherâs back. At this angle, every single time Arme pushed back in his vision went white. He wouldnât last much longer-! Just a little more-!
âA-Arme-!â
Teeth clamped around his shoulder and began to suck. Maybe they would leave a mark⊠That would be amazing, then everyone would know he was Armeâs⊠That would be like a dream come trueâŠ
Apostasia brought a hand to his cock and began to rub at the head, whimpering. So close-!
A whimper fell from his lips as Arme let go of his shoulder. Ah⊠whyâŠ? That was so niceâŠ
âShhh beautiful, let me do that for you.â
Oh- A jolt of pure want shot up his spine at those words. He wanted that⊠A moan slipped out as Armeâs gloved hand curled around his cock, smearing the precum that gathered there. Eyes that fought so hard to stay open squeezed shut in pleasure.
Arme did so much for him⊠Was it possible to ever repay such kindness? There was only one way to find out. Another hand tilted his chin upwards, and he sighed into a feather light kiss.
âMmmh!â
With one deft flick of the wrist, he tumbled over the edge, back arching and toes curling, digging blunted nails into Armeâs back. Praises were whispered in his ear in a breathy voice, and he clung to each word like a starving man: each one was precious.
â-so adorable when youâre like thisâŠâ
He slowly came back to himself, burying his face into the crook of the otherâs neck. He could still feel Arme gently thrusting inside, but the other man hadnât reached his own pleasureâŠ
Apostasia wanted Arme to cum in him, wanted that physical reminder that this was real and not just a fallacy. He clenched down on Arme and heard the otherâs breath hitch. That wasnât enough? Pulling away so dark green eyes met blue, he voiced his wish.
âI want⊠I want you to cum inside meâŠâ
Armeâs cheeks flushed in embarrassment and he giggled. It was so cute how just the mention of sex would make Arme turn red.
âIf thatâs what my little prince wants.â
It was Apostasiaâs turn to blush and look away. Belonging to Arme, was there anything betterâŠ? Dark green eyes snapped forward as the other celestial thrust harder. It was almost too much, but if that thought was voiced, the other would stop. He didnât want the other to stop until he came. Just the thought of Armeâs warm cum inside himâŠ
âNngh!â
That spot that usually felt so good⊠But now the pleasure was so much it was painful. Arme paused, and Apostasia whimpered. Oh noâŠ
âMy prince? Does it hurt?â
Tears gathered at the corner of Apostasiaâs eyes. Arme was going to stop and that idea⊠But lying to Arme⊠the thought made his stomach do uncomfortable flips. He couldnât do it.
âA little⊠But keep going! I want to feel your cum inside me-! Please! I need it, I need you so badly-! Please donât stop-! Please make me yours and only yours, I donât want to be anyone elseâs! So please-!â
Apostasia hiccuped, voice rising in pitch as he got more and more desperate. Sobs wracked his body, until all that came out of quivering lips were choked noises. Blue eyes went wide, before their owner leaned down to kiss the tears away.
âFuck, Apostasia⊠donât cry.â
Apostasia shivered at the tone. Did that mean Arme would continue? Heâd do anything-
âTurn around, and get on your hands and knees.â
Rushing to obey, a groan fell from his lips as Armeâs cock slipped free. He hesitantly looked back at the other through hooded eyes. Like this, right? Gloved hands grabbed his hips as their owner leaned over him. Apostasia shuddered, feeling the head of the other manâs cock teasing his entrance.
âGood boyâŠâ
Apostasia moaned as Arme pulled back and thrust in, cheeks burning at the praise. Ah⊠that spot-! It felt good and painful all at once⊠That was better than before-!
âThere?â
Apostasia nodded frantically. Tears formed at his eyes once more, this time a mixture of pleasure and pain as Arme hit that spot on every thrust.
âA-Ah!â
A gloved hand grasped his cock and began to stroke in time with each thrust. Little noises kept falling from Apostasiaâs mouth- the pain was still there, but the pleasure was even better. He tightened around Armeâs cock, and heard the other gasp.
âShit! Sia-!â
The hand on his cock faltered, and Apostasia whimpered as Armeâs cum filled him. It felt so good, just like he imagined-
âArme-!â
Maybe a bit too good. The sensation of it clinging to his insides⊠he shuddered and his arms gave out as he felt himself cum for the second time. It was worth it, but it was tiring⊠He gasped as he felt Arme pull out.
A pair of hands gently turned him around, and a kiss was pressed to his temple. Apostasia pulled the other closer, basking in the gentle touch.
âStay with me?â
Apostasia peered hopefully at Arme through long gray hair.
âLet me clean you first.â
A giggle escaped as Arme began to clean him off with a towel. That tickled! He squirmed away as the towel gently cleaned the cum that dripped out of his entrance, drawing out a sigh.
âI-I want to keep it inside for a bit longer⊠is that okay?â
He could see the thoughts flitting behind blue eyes. Hopefully Arme would let him⊠It felt so niceâŠ
ââŠFine. But youâll have to wash it out later, alright?â
Apostasia laughed and pulled Arme down into a sloppy kiss. After a few seconds, he pulled away for breath. Cuddled into the other manâs chest, he purred as slender fingers ran through long gray hair. A deep chuckle caused Apostasia look up.
Arme was laughing-! His throat was suddenly dry. A finger traced along the bruise sucked into his pale skin.
âDid I hurt you?â
Corrupted fingers came up to caress the mark, gently circling around it.
âNo. I liked it very much⊠Next time⊠can you do it again?â
His reward was a another deep chuckle.
âIf thatâs what my little prince wants.â
El- Apostasia didnât think heâd ever get tired of hearing Arme say that. He hid his pink face into Armeâs shoulder.
âYou must be tired, rest now.â
âŠNow that Arme mentioned it, he was pretty tired. Sleep was a heavy weight on his eyes, and he was fighting a losing battle.
Arme fights with Apostasia and Arme want to kill him, but EE tries to stop him.
Apostasia fell back to the ground and Arme landed on top of him, a projection weapon already in hand. âYouâŠ!â He pressed the sword onto his throat. âYou stopped believing in her! The one who have created you!!!â
âSo?â Apostasia replied very coldly, causing the other Celestial to shiver. ââLadyâ Ishmael abandoned me. She never answered my own prayers of help. She was the one who left me out there to die.â
âIt wasnât her fault!â Arme hissed. âLady Ishmael would never-!â He was pushed back by Apostasiaâs scythe and the darkened blade touched his own neck. Armeâs eyes swirled with disgust. âGet that filthy blade off of me.â
âNever.â Apostasia replied with the same cold tone.
âGET IT OFF OF ME!!!â Arme slammed his weapon down onto the ground. â Fantasiegebilde Speer!!â
Apostasia couldnât roll out of the way in time and he coughs up mouth of blood as the spears pierces through his body. Arme stares at him in hatred.
âDie, you sinner.â he snarled, about to slam his blade toward on Apostasiaâs heart until Mochiâs own blade blocked it. âYou!!â
Mochi sighed hard. âWhy are you two fighting again?â
âHe-!!â
Mochi clamped Armeâs mouth shut. âThe same old, the same old âYou unfaithful sinner!â crap? I heard it in your fights a hundred of times!â He glared at Arme. âApostasia has suffered more than the two of us combined! Your lecture will have no effect on what he thinks anymore!â Â
Mochi moved his hand away from Arme and the Celestial disappeared. He knelt down by the wounded Apostasia and calmly set up a yellow Eid. âApostasiaâŠâ he whispered, removing the otherâs clothes gently.
Pairing: Arme Thaumaturgy x Erbluhen Emotion
Rating: NSFW
Warnings: Background pairings? Or something?
Dreadlord is a terrible enabler pass it on.
Mochi was humming softly to himself as he walked down the hall of the inn with a skip in his step when he heard voices.
âCome on now⊠Last night you were moaning so much when my cock was in youâŠâ A voice purred.
âD-Donât say such things in public-!â Another voice hissed.
Mochi paused. What were cocks? Was this another human thing? Ooooh, Mochi was interested now. He was always interested in human things!
He walked around the corner, finding Dreadlord with one hand on the wall by Royal Guardâs head. Royal Guardâs entire face was pink, even to the tips of his ears.
Was this another human ritual? Well, one thing at a time.
âWhat are cocks? And why did you put yours in Royal Guard?â
Royal Guardâs head snapped around so fast Mochi was surprised he didnât hear an audible crack. Dreadlord began laughing, sinking down and letting go of the wall to clutch at his stomach. Was what he said really that funny? Mochi watched as Royal Guardâs face got redder, before he ducked away and ran further down the hall and out of sight.
Mochi blinked. Why did Royal Guard and Dreadlord act differently to his question? Heâd have to ask Dreadlord when he stopped laughing.
âHaha, we were talking about sexâŠâ Dreadlord got out eventually, a wide grin on his face.
Mochi tilted his head. He was still confused. âWhatâs sex?â
Dreadlordâs grin turned sharper, and Mochi reflexively took a step back. His new emotions were telling him that grin promised bad things⊠but he really wanted to know what this new human ritual was!
âWellâŠâ Dreadlord hummed, a strange light in his eyes as he began his explanation.
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Mochi opened the door to the room he and Arme were sharing, a new spring in his step and hands locked behind him. The other celestial was lounging on the bed, but lifted his head up when Mochi entered the room .
âArmeee. Wanna test something I just found out about?â Mochi grinned. He was really curious about what Dreadlord told him, and he felt he should share his new knowledge with the other celestial. Maybe then the other celestial wouldnât think all human activities were awful!
Arme sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. âWhat is it now?â He grumbled.
Mochi pouted. Okay, maybe the time that he tried to get Arme to bake with him didnât go over how he planned, but the other could at least show a bit more enthusiasm!
âIâm curious if we can have sex.â Mochi laid it out directly for the other celestial.
Arme stared blankly at Mochi. Eventually, he managed, ââŠWhat in the name of the Goddess is sex?â
What did Dreadlord say about it again? Oh right!
âItâs apparently how humans procreate?â Mochi trailed off, slightly confused. Wait a second, Dreadlord and Royal Guard couldnât procreate, could they? Heâll ask Dreadlord later.
âWeâre not humans, Mochi.â Arme rolled his eyes.
âYes but-â Mochi began.
âWeâre not humans.â Arme cut him off.
âArenât you curious though?â Mochi pouted. âWhatâs the harm in trying it once? If you donât like it we wonât do it again.â He coaxed.
Arme heaved out a sigh. âFine. One time.â A pause. âHow does it work?â
Mochi beamed and pulled off his shoes and coat, dropping them on the floor. âWell, first, we need to get naked.â
âW-Wha-â Arme sputtered. âAt least close the door-!â
Mochi paused in the middle of taking off his vest. Ah, Arme was right! In his excitement, he forgot to shut the door. He shrugged and toed it closed. He nodded to himself when he heard the door click, and continued to wiggle out of his vest.
Mochi frowned as he saw Arme still hadnât moved. He pounced on the other celestial, deft hands stripping off his coat, and going to undo the buttons on his shirt.
ââŠYou really are eager to try this, arenât you?â Arme muttered, pressing his hands against Mochiâs chest. âI can undress myselfâŠâ
Mochi crossed his arms and huffed, but relented and continued to take off his own clothes.
Once Mochi was completely naked, he looked to see if heâd have to strip Arme himself again. To his delight, the other was finished taking off his clothing, but unlike him, all of Armeâs clothing was neatly folded.
Ah⊠What did Dreadlord say he had to do next again? Right!
Mochi looked to his pants on the ground, before skipping over to them. Digging around in the pocket he made a small âaha!â noise upon finding the object that Dreadlord had given him.
âWhat next?â Arme grumbled from his spot on the bed, cheeks slightly pink.
âAre you eager to try it Arme?â Mochi teased, pulling out the small bottle of lubricant the half-demon had given him.
âEager to get it over with, Iâm holding you to your word that it wonât happen again.â Arme muttered, folding his arms across his chest.
âIf you donât like it.â Mochi corrected. âIf you like it, well, wouldnât you want it to happen again?â
Arme snorted. âLike I would enjoy such a crude human activityâŠâ
Mochi turned around and waggled his finger at the other celestial. âYou havenât tried it yet Armeeeee.â
âWhatâs next?â Arme repeated irritably.
âWeeellllâŠâ Mochi began, wandering over to the bed dropping the bottle near Armeâs head, âFirst I do this!â
Mochi leaned down and licked a thin stripe up Armeâs cock, giggling as the other celestial shivered. It was cute watching Arme try to hide his face under his arm.
Now, Dreadlord said this wasnât necessary, just that Arme needed to be âhardâ, whatever that meant. But Mochi wanted Arme to enjoy himself- he was always so strict and uptight!
Hmm, one lick wasnât enough? How aboutâŠ
Mochi held Armeâs cock in one hand, before pressing his lips to the tip, before slowly sinking down on it.
Mochi smiled. That was more like it. Arme needed to loosen up more! He looked up at Arme. The other celestial still had one arm thrown over his face, but the other hand clenched the covers so hard the knuckles were turning white. If Mochi looked closely, he could see that the tips of Armeâs ears were red.
Encouraged by Armeâs reaction, Mochi went down further. What did Dreadlord say that he should do again? Ah right. Loosen his throat so he didnât choke.
At the time, he was confused as to how he could choke, but, he understood now. He relaxed his throat, and tried to take in as much of Armeâs cock as he could.
He gagged as it hit the back of his throat, and pulled back a bit. Too bad, Arme really seemed to like that, if his twitching hips were anything to go byâŠ
Mochi wracked his brain to try and remember what else Dreadlord suggested he could do. Ah, he could rub Armeâs balls. Dreadlord mentioned that felt good too.
Mind made up, Mochiâs hand came up to gently roll Armeâs balls between his fingers. He took the muffled moans as a sign he was doing something right.
He shuddered. It was beginning to feel weird. But why? Arme wasnât doing anything to him, so why was he feeling this way? It was warm, and a bit uncomfortable. Mochi let out a soft sigh as he shifted around to try and alleviate the strange feeling. He gasped as his groin rubbed against the edge of the bed. Ah, that felt good⊠His hands stopped moving as he focused on the friction against his groin.
ââŠWhatâs wrong?â Armeâs voice was breathless. Mochi stopped and looked up at Arme. The other celestial had removed his arm from his face, and Mochi could see that his cheeks were pinked.
âMmh?â
âAre you⊠also feeling this way?â Arme murmured.
Mochi pulled off Armeâs cock, and watched as the other celestial shivered. Armeâs cock was standing up, was this what Dreadlord meant by Arme getting hard? ââŠA-ah? What do you mean?â
ââŠWarm⊠hotâŠâ Arme muttered.
So Arme felt that way too? Mochi nodded, and tried to remember what Dreadlord said next. He couldnât think: his brain was so fuzzy and dazed.
Something about⊠Preparation? Mochi tried to remember what that entailed. RightâŠ
Mochi crawled up to where he dropped the bottle of lubricant, both of them moaning as their cocks rubbed together. Mochi squeezed his eyes shut, and shivered. That was goodâŠ
âW-Whatâs that?â Arme murmured.
Mochi forced his eyes open and looked at the bottle in his hand. âThis?â He waved it for emphasis.
âY-Yes.â Arme gasped out.
âT-The next step, of course-â Mochi tried to sound teasing, he really did, but all he wanted was for the coil of heat in his belly to be satisfied. He sat back so he was sitting on Armeâs hips, flipping the cap to squeeze some of the lubricant on his fingers, wincing at the cold.
âN-Now⊠there are two ways we could do this⊠The firstâŠâ Mochi leaned over and traced one finger against Armeâs entrance, watching as the other celestial shuddered.
âD-Donât-â Arme whispered, nearly too soft for him to hear.
Okay. Mochi didnât want to make Arme too uncomfortable. âThe second it is then.â
He pulled his fingers away, and moved his fingers behind himself as he flattened himself along Armeâs body. Mochi moaned at the sensation as he pressed one finger in.
He heard Armeâs breath hitch from behind him. Mochi pressed his finger in deeper, trying to prepare himself. According to Dreadlord, this was⊠what he needed to do in order so he could have sex. Right? It was getting a bit hard to remember Dreadlordâs adviceâŠ
Another finger? Mochi thought so. A soft sigh fell from his lips as he added another. The heat in his body only got worse as he stretched them back and forth. He wanted⊠He didnât know.
âDo you need help?â Arme asked, his voice low.
âMmh?â Mochi paused, turning back around to look at the other.
âThis weird feelingâŠâ Arme paused, âI want it to go awayâŠâ
Mochi pouted. âHelp me then- Use your fingers.â
He could see Armeâs blush deepen. âYou⊠want me to use my fingersâŠ. To stretch you?â Arme trailed off.
Mochi nodded. Normally, Arme would reject such a suggestion citing it as too dirty⊠but maybe like thisâŠ
He hadnât rejected it yet. Mochi hoped he wouldnât. A shudder rippled through his body, and he groaned. The heat was building again, and he went to add a third finger.
Mochi whined as a hand gripped his wrist. Twisting around, he looked back at blue eyes, before dropping his gaze to the wrist stopping movement.
âWhat do I do?â Arme murmured.
âF-First, get the bottle, and put some of the stuff on your fingers⊠then stick your fingers in me and-â Mochi trailed off, the heat was making it hard to thinkâŠ
âHurry!â Mochi pleaded.
Arme finally, finally released his wrist, and Mochi pressed his fingers back in. Soft pants fell from his lips as he rubbed his fingers against his insides.
Mochi shivered as he felt digits that werenât his own press in, and he removed his own. It was different than before⊠and it felt really niceâŠ
Armeâs fingers could reach deeper than his own, but he wanted them even deeper-
âD-Deeper, please-!â Mochi whimpered.
Arme didnât verbally respond, but the fingers did reach deeper, stretching even wider. Mochi sighed, relaxing against Arme like a large cat.
Mmm, Mochi wanted something bigger. He looked at Armeâs cock. He wanted that-
But it wasnât as hard anymore, he wondered why. He guessed it didnât matter. Mochi inched forward, and closed his lips over Armeâs cock again.
âNgh-â Armeâs fingers jerked inside of Mochi, brushing across something that made the heat even worse.
âMmmmm-â Mochi moaned around Armeâs cock.
He couldnât wait any longer, the heat was getting unbearable. He needed⊠He needed toâŠ. What did Dreadlord say again? RightâŠ
He pulled off of Arme, and fumbled around for the bottle. Fingers closing around his prize, he squeezed some of the liquid on Armeâs cock, and began to rub it.
Armeâs breath hitched. What a beautiful noise. Mochi scrambled upwards, Armeâs fingers slipping free. Mochi turned around and lined up the other celestialâs cock with his entrance, before sinking down.
Mochiâs lips parted in a gasp as Arme groaned. That was much better. Green eyes drifted shut as he braced both hands on Armeâs chest. The heat was still there thoughâŠ
Dreadlord described what to do next, but⊠It wasnât this position. Mochi would have to improvise.
Mochi opened his eyes, and grinned at Arme. before pressing on his chest and lifting himself upward. He sighed as he let gravity drag him back down. But he wanted more, that didnât soothe the heat.
What if he went faster?
This time, he lifted himself up, but instead of letting gravity drag him back down, he slammed his hips down instead.
He let out a moan. Much better.
âMochi-!â Arme hissed through gritted teeth.
Mochi paused in the middle of lifting himself up again, and shifted his hips. âYes, Arme?â
âDonât stop-!â Arme mumbled, blushing.
Mochi winked. âWasnât planning on it.â
Then he sank down. His lips parted in a groan as pleasure raced up his spine. That felt much different than before, but in a good way. Was this the same spot as before? It was amazing-
He tried to keep the position, heat rising to his face as he panted, lifting himself up and slamming his hips back down. The heat kept building and building: Mochi wanted more-
âŠBut he couldnât keep up, he was getting tired. This was more exhausting than fighting. He collapsed against Arme, his chest heaving.
âT-Tired already, Mochi?â Arme breathed in his ear.
âItâs a workoutâŠâ Mochi complained.
Mochi yelped as hands grabbed his shoulders and flipped them over.
âTsk, canât even finish what you started? Letâs get this over with, shall we?â Arme murmured, pulling out until he was just barely inside Mochi. Mochi squirmed at the loss.
Privately, he thought Armeâs words would be a lot more convincing if the other wasnât blushing all the way to his ears.
He opened his mouth to say so, but Arme chose that exact moment to push back in, and all that escaped was a moan.
Oh El- that felt so good, even better than before: even better than when he was doing it himself-
âT-There! Arme-!â Mochi pleaded, his hands coming up to claw at Armeâs back, toes curling.
He shifted his hips, he wanted the other celestial deeper- he wanted more-
Mochiâs head fell back, eyes closing in pleasure. He brought his legs around Arme, making it so the other celestial couldnât move as freely as he did before. His hands dug into Armeâs back, hard enough to feel blood well under the nails. Every time Arme went deeper-
Pleas were falling from his lips, begging Arme to go faster, to go deeper, saying how his cock felt so, so good in him-
Suddenly, Arme stopped. Mochi whimpered. He was so close- He tried to press back onto Arme, but the other celestial held his hips down. Mochi squirmed, trying to move his hips.
âMochi- I-â Arme began, âI canât-â
Mochi whined, and squeezed Arme close to him, nails digging into the other Celestialâs back. He didnât want Arme to stop- Why was Arme stopping?! He was so close-
âNo! Donât stop! Please-!â His voice cracked on the last word.
Arme shook his head. âI canât-â
Mochi made a keening noise in his throat. If Arme wouldnât finish-
He squirmed, and Arme let him go: probably assuming he was going to stop. Mochi managed to flip them over again, purring as he sank back down. He didnât want to stop⊠He really hoped Arme liked it⊠because he liked Armeâs cock in him- he wanted to do this again and again- But he couldnât if Arme didnât like it tooâŠ
Ah, when he rubbed his cock against the bed it felt good, right? But he couldnât rub against the bed like this.
Could he� Maybe.
Mochi sighed as he brought one hand to his cock. It felt so good⊠and if he rubbed it?
âMmmmh-!â Even better.
Armeâs name fell from his lips like some kind of prayer as he ground his hips against the other celestial. He was so close-
But what about Arme-?
Mochi managed to force his eyes half open, enough to look down at the other man. The other celestialâs face was pinked.
âA-Ah, Arme?â Mochi gasped out. âDoesnât it feel good-?â
Arme flushed deeper, the pink spreading down his chest, and he covered his face with one arm.
âA-Arme?â Mochi mumbled.
âI-Itâs almost too much-â Arme muttered from behind his hand.
âBut itâs good, right, Arme?â Mochi prompted again. He really hoped Arme said yesâŠ
âYes-â The admission came in a soft murmur of air.
âGood, Iâm glad-â Mochi gasped out, rubbing at the head of his cock and smearing some of the stuff gathered there. What was it called again? He couldnât remember-
Mochi moaned as his vision went white: he could feel his insides squeezing around Armeâs cock- A pair of hands suddenly gripped Mochiâs hips, digging marks into them.
âM-Mochi-!â Armeâs voice sounded so far awayâŠ
Mochi mewled as he felt something come out of Arme and cover his insides. So good-
Mochi panted as his vision returned to normal. He looked down, and saw white stuff all up Armeâs chest.
Ah⊠Arme probably wouldnât like that⊠He didnât like getting dirty.
Mochi whined as he shifted to get down closer to Armeâs chest. The pleasure was too much, it was almost painful⊠but he didnât want to get off Armeâs cock just yet-
Now close to Armeâs chest, he licked the white stuff up closest to him. He sighed at the taste. It wasnât good but it wasnât bad either.
He looked up at Arme, to see if the other celestial wanted him to stop. Arme was looking down at Mochi with heavy lidded eyes, panting hard. But he wasnât telling Mochi to get off⊠soâŠ
He carefully shifted so he could lick off the next spot, this time watching Arme closely. The other celestial shivered, but otherwise gave no response. Next time⊠heâd bring something to wipe Arme off afterwardsâŠ
With all the white stuff gone, Mochi sighed and sat up. Heâd have to get off now⊠He carefully lifted himself off of Arme, and he shivered as he felt the stuff inside him slowly drip out. Mochi decided he liked that feeling- having Arme in him-
He sighed and snuggled next to Arme, giggling when Arme didnât immediately push him away. He liked this human activity, he hoped Arme liked it too, even if it was tiring. Because if he didnât-
âMmh, Arme? Did you like it?â Mochi hoped he did-
There was a pause and then, âIt was⊠enjoyable. For a human activity.â
Mochi laughed, and feeling bold, he leaned over and pressed a kiss to Armeâs lips. Arme froze under him, before hesitantly pressing back. After a few moments Mochi pulled back, and nuzzled into the crook of Armeâs neck.
âSo, we can do it again, right? Because I really liked having your cock in me-â Mochi started, before a hand slapped over his mouth.
âMochi-â Arme hissed, his face pink.
Mochi giggled: he liked teasing Arme, but he was serious about liking the other manâs cock in him.
Arme heaved a sigh. âI would not be averse to doing it again.â
Mochi felt really happy when Arme said that. He could feel his heartbeat speed up like before, and his body get warm like before. But unlike before, the heat wasnât uncomfortable. It was warm and comforting, and Mochi decided he liked it. He laughed and snuggled closer to the other man, before letting out a yawn. He was exhausted nowâŠ
Mochiâs eyes were heavy, it was hard to stay awake.
âMmh, goodnight, ArmeâŠâ Mochi mumbled, his voice muffled by Armeâs shoulder.
The last thing Mochi remembered before drifting off to sleep was the feeling of Armeâs fingers running through his hair, and the feeling of a comforting warmth in his chest.
