KANKRI: -He wasn't sure what he was doing. These last several hours felt like a whirlwind of wasted time and blurred out faces (Or the few that he's seen.) Kankri had tried to just sit with it all on his own, to get through the worst of the heaviness in his chest with himself as the only witness so that he wouldn't risk lashing out at anyone, but it wasn't working. Sitting with it all didnt help him feel any less angry at Gamzee, any less devastated about the loss of his mother, any less anxious about what is to come next, and it was souring what little comfort had been brought by actually winning the fight this last month had been leading up to. It was too overwhelming to deal with. John was out cold, he couldnt speak with him and frankly it would be too much to dump on him right now. Gamzee was no longer an option for him to take out his frustrations. Porrim?? Horuss? No, they deserved to rest, not be flooded with his mess of personal problems and inadequacies. But Kankri couldnt stay feeling like this anymore, he needed to find an outlet one way or another, and more importantly he had reached past the point of caring how he might beat himself up later for it.-
KANKRI: -There was one option he was leaning towards now, something he knew had a chance of at the very least getting his mind off everything.- KANKRI: -And he's knocking on the door of where Rufioh is staying, and wont leave until he has an answer for his question.-
RUFIOH: -Things were quieting down for him. Emilet was visiting the grub nursery and Gamzee... he had gone to do his own thing again. It was a distinct thing to know they weren't going to rely on each other so much anymore. But at the same time? A huge fucking relief. Imagine being cool with a troll you loved... it's a crazy concept.-
RUFIOH: -In any case, he's sitting around his temporary, mostly empty room. Watching The Animes on husktop and enjoying some dins on his bed. Mushroom pot stickers he made himself. Yum.-
RUFIOH: -at the sound of the knock, Ruf can't help but wonder if it's Gamzee again. He rolls out of bed to answer, already preparing himself but. Pretty actually baffled to see Kankri standing at his door.- ...kankr1?
KANKRI: -When the door opens he stiffens, because he is quickly approaching the threshold of no backing out.- S9rry I am 69thering y9u. Can I c9me in.
RUFIOH: uh... yeah. shoot. -steps aside to let him indoors. Eyebrows are definitely furrowed with concern.-
RUFIOH: you aren't bother1ng. 1 was just... watch1ng some stuff to relax. RUFIOH: d1nner.
RUFIOH: yeah...
KANKRI: -He steps in and briefly looks around the room, but its somewhat obviously faked interest.- Then I ap9l9gize f9r interrupting, n9t 69thering.
RUFIOH: -it's cause enough for Rufioh to squint.- mmm, r1ght...
RUFIOH: ...
RUFIOH: so. cur1ous, 1 guess... and concerned too.
RUFIOH: what are you do1ng here?
KANKRI: Right I sh9uld get right t9 it, sh9uldn't I. -He inhales through his nose and exhales before turning to face Rufioh.- I have a questi9n, and y9u really just have t9 answer yes 9r n9 t9 it n9 explinati9n required.
KANKRI: 6ut.
KANKRI: Well, -Hes a little hesitant now that he is here face to face with him, but Kankri swallows down that nervousness and reminds himself to say "fuck it."- 6ack in that t9wn, 6ef9re we g9t t9 Minnes9ta, in the tree.
KANKRI: D9... d9 y9u think y9u c9uld d9 that again 6ut s96er.
RUFIOH: -flashbacks to the Tree Incident back in Minnesota are pretty vivid in Rufioh's mind. And he won't lie... at any other time, he wouldn't be pausing to think about this so much. Shit. If all his problems could be solved with vigorous make outs, that's all Rufioh would be committing himself to.-
RUFIOH: -But alas... it couldn't be a good reason that Kankri was bringing it up so straightfowardly. There was a lot of factors to consider. The timing. The precarious emotional weight this might bring into the playing field. What if they ended up back to where they started??-
RUFIOH: -so he frowns, weighing the question in his mind.- that's... a quest1on that comes w1th a lot to th1nk about, dude.
RUFIOH: but... 1f you're ask1ng me 1f we could.
RUFIOH: 1 would say l1ke...
RUFIOH: yeah. -clears his throat, scratching at the back of his flushed head.- 1 mean... 1 was d1gg1ng 1t from what 1 remember. the stuff we got up to... RUFIOH: 1f you wanted to get at 1t aga1n... 1'd be here for that. but... -eyes him now.-
RUFIOH: why do you ask?
KANKRI: -He is equally flushed in color, perhaps even more so. But he received his answer, and is almost surprised to hear that he would. This is farther then he thought he would get so there is a moment or two delay while he pieces together some sort of reply.-
KANKRI: 6ecause I am 9ffering that situati9n t9 y9u. N9 strings attached, n9 particular quadranted feeling. And I d9nt intend f9r it t9 change anything 6etween us fr9m what it is n9w.
RUFIOH: ...oh. -Well he certainly is brown in the face. But also?? Concerned???-
RUFIOH: 1 mean... 1t m1ght change th1ngs a l1l. -raises eyebrows.-
RUFIOH: we weren't mak1ng out before as l1ke... a way to deal w1th 1t.
RUFIOH: our problems, 1 mean.
KANKRI: Yes when we did it it then was t9 ign9re the pr96lems entirely. KANKRI: Y9u can say n9. I w9nt 6e 9ffended 9r upset with y9u, if anything I'll just 6e em6aressed 6ut I'll live thr9ugh it.
RUFIOH: that's not really what 1 mean to say. -scratches at his head some more.- 1 just wanna be l1ke...
RUFIOH: sure 1t's someth1ng you actually want. l1ke hey...
RUFIOH: maybe we should commun1cate the terms... what are you hop1ng to ach1eve w1th all th1s?
RUFIOH: 1'm ask1ng cuz... y'know. -trails off there a moment before glancing back at him.-
RUFIOH: 1 do care about you, man.
KANKRI: -Oh. Okay well he wasn't expecting that either. Kankri frowns briefly before mentally shaking off the weird feelings that came with Rufioh saying he cared, he could deal with that later.-
KANKRI: What am I h9ping t9 achieve? -What is he hoping for..-
KANKRI: ...I just want a 6rief m9ment where I have s9mething t9 f9cus 9n and keep me fr9m thinking a69ut anything else, t9 put it 6luntly. And I kn9w that is h9w I managed t9 feel last time, s9 yes this is s9mething I actually want. KANKRI: If y9u want terms we can discuss them.
RUFIOH: -exhales then, wondering when he felt so... gratified to see Kankri turning to him for this. It was odd, maybe a little selfish. But then, what fucks were there to give anymore.-
RUFIOH: nah...
RUFIOH: that's all 1 really wanted to know. -Dammit. Rubs at his face. He blush.- you wanna hang?
KANKRI: -None, there were no fucks to give that was the whole point of this.- KANKRI: -Watching Rufioh blush like that has Kankri shifting on his feet and clearing his throat before speaking again.- Alright. Then yes, I d9.
RUFIOH: 1 got some pot st1ckers left over 1f you're hungry. -clears off his bed, he guesses.- m1ght dec1de to watch someth1ng else though.
RUFIOH: you have any mov1es on you?
KANKRI: -Shakes his head.- N9 thank y9u. 6ut f9r the m9vies I d9 have a flash drive with s9me 9f my c9llecti9n. -"Some" he has about 150 movies/tv series on that thing.-
KANKRI: -Approaches closer so he is no longer on the other side of the room.-
RUFIOH: 1'm down to watch someth1ng 1f you are. -sits crosslegged on his bed and offers him the husktop to take over. He'll be finishing the pot stickers while he's at it.- always good for new stuff.
RUFIOH: ...and hey. kankr1?
KANKRI: I h9pe y9u will find 9ne if n9t s9me 9f my selecti9ns ideal then, I d9 have it s9rted 6y genre th9ugh s9 if y9u have a preference let me kn9w. -He sits on an unoccupied corner of the bed and already is in the process of plugging his drive into the husktop when he glances up at Rufioh again.- KANKRI: Yes?
RUFIOH: -might as well share his single note of sincerity.- ...1t's cool you're here.
RUFIOH: that's all. -eats him pot sticker.-
KANKRI: ...I'm relieved t9 hear y9u think s9. -Looks down at the computer again, still bright red, scrolling through the options.-
KANKRI: Then again I'm just 9ver all relieved that y9u didn't thr9w me 9ut at the pr9p9siti9n I made.
RUFIOH: mmm. -takes his time eating.- 1t's not l1ke you were the only one th1nk1ng 1t.
KANKRI: -He pauses with the computer and looks up again, this time with a raised eyebrow.-
KANKRI: Really?
RUFIOH: -Don't look at him like that.- 1t feels good. 1 mean...
RUFIOH: you d1d. -glances at him.-
KANKRI: -He will look at you like that.- 9h.
KANKRI: Well, that is a likewise sentiment. I..er. I als9 enj9yed y9ur c9mpany at the time, even if I was under the influence 9f impr96a6le sugar drugs.
RUFIOH: ... -ends up idly scratching at his chin.-
RUFIOH: so...
RUFIOH: what are we...
RUFIOH: what d1d you want to do about 1t? currently...
RUFIOH: 1n th1s present moment of t1me?
KANKRI: -Lets out a sigh of relief when he asks and stops scrolling through films.- Quite h9nestly I d9nt have any interest in sitting thr9ugh a m9vie.
RUFIOH: -Whoop. There it is. Carefully... removes the empty bowl from his lap and takes it off the bed altogether.- yeah. that's honest.
RUFIOH: ...
RUFIOH: you can let 1t play anyway 1f you wanna.
KANKRI: I supp9se I c9uld, I can always pick a rand9m file and we can just pay attenti9n t9 it if we feel like it.
KANKRI: -Not that he has too much of a desire to do so. Regardless he randomly clicks one of the video files and some random season of Glee loads up while he sets the husktop off to the side so there is nothing on the space of bed between them.-
RUFIOH: -Yeah, now that he knew what was going on, what was playing on the husktop screen really didn't matter to him. Ruf starts to crawl closer, closing the distance.- what are you cool w1th?
RUFIOH: can 1 l1ke...
RUFIOH: touch you? -he hesitates, only for the question.-
KANKRI: -He watches Rufioh move closer and even shifts a few inches towards him as well, drawing his legs up onto the bed.- Thank y9u f9r asking, and yes y9u can.
KANKRI: Can I d9 the same t9 y9u?
RUFIOH: yeah. that'd be the preference... -Well enough of the pre-game talk... Rufioh seals the remainder of the distance to press a warm swift kiss to Kankri's lips.- tell me... 1f someth1ng's too much. -murmurs, before pressing another.-
KANKRI: -The first kiss comes and goes, and Kankri is suddenly even that more resolved in that this is what he wants.- I will. -He whispers back, and this time when Rufioh's lips come back Kankri is more ready and he leans into the warmth of it. His eyes close and he moves his hand closer to Rufioh's so that their fingers brush.-
RUFIOH: -Dammit. As careful as they were being, Rufioh felt like the intoxicatingly warm taste of Kankri's mouth could measure up just as it did before. Even better without all the sugar rushes.-
RUFIOH: -The show plays obliviously to Rufioh in the background. Instead, he's following the hand drawing him close, fingers lacing together. No thoughts or arguments now. Only shifting weight and Rufioh crawling himself over Kankri. Looming... then kissing him into some pillows.-
RUFIOH: -rumble purrs kick up after a while... This was actually happening.-
KANKRI: -He gives no purrs but he does shift with Rufioh, easily leaning back on the pillows behind him while never letting too much space get between them. He holds onto the hand holding his and softly moves his lips against Rufioh's. He tasted earthy like the mushrooms he had been eating before Kankri had knocked on the door, and that combined with the warmth and the smell of him and just the feeling of contact with another person was extremely pleasant. The exact distraction he was looking for.-
KANKRI: -Leaning back, Kankri's free hand drifts up and cups Rufioh's face, thumb brushing gently over his cheek to mimic the sweetness of the kiss.-
RUFIOH: -If it's all touches Kankri wants, Rufioh has no problem. He nuzzles into the hand touching at his face. Nibbling at his palm and purring some more. It's then that his hands start to squeeze at his shoulders.- ...you sure 1t's cool to touch you?
KANKRI: Yes. -He both nods and vocalizes his consent before pressing kisses to the line of Rufioh's jaw while he is occupied with his hand.-
KANKRI: (I will tell y9u if it is n9t.) -He murmurs through the kisses before ending up by his ear and very gently nipping it.-
RUFIOH: -the nip of teeth tickles his ear and he huffs. Cheeks flushing again.- sorry, heh.
RUFIOH: easy to underest1mate you 1 guess. -and with that he begins circling his palms. Rubbing Kankri's chest through his sweater when he starts nosing at his collar. Looking for places to kiss on his neck...-
KANKRI: -The smallest laugh escapes him at hearing that, but that was a fair assumption for Rufioh to make. Its hard to get at any amount of his neck without moving the turtleneck out of the way, but not impossible. Meanwhile Kankri hums at being touched and his hand moves from Rufioh's cheek to faintly trace the back of his neck before moving up into the troll's hair. If he is remembering correctly, Rufioh seemed to like this quite a bit the last time they got involved.-
RUFIOH: -these were all very new aspects of Kankri that Rufioh never knew existed before. And hell if he wasn't a little greedy for it. He finds himself wanting everything to do with the happenings right now. Even the way he has to scrape his teeth a little to get past the turtleneck.-
RUFIOH: -But all careful approaches wane when Kankri curls fingers into his hair. Follicles raise over his skin until he feels it deep in the bed of his wings. Enough with the palming over the sweater. Rufioh's hand is pushing under the sweater. Feeling him up his side until he's squeezing pectoral muscle. He breathes out, head bent and focused.-
KANKRI: -Well, by going under the sweater Rufioh is going to learn two things; One, Kankri seems to love it as he lightly gasps and he arcs up into his hands. And two, his pants go up ridiculously high... Like they are up there, and even cover up his chesticular assets.-
KANKRI: -With that great response from Rufioh though, Kankri curls his fingers in his hair and his other hand moves to trace the curves and muscles of Rufioh's upper back.-
RUFIOH: -the first thing Kankri can appreciate is the loose split of his t-shirt to make way for his wings. It's a simple thing only held on by a few buttons. Next, he finds that Rufioh's skin is pretty accessible through his shirt and finally... the area around the base of his wings is a hardened, warm chiton material. Formed to emulate the muscles of his back.-
RUFIOH: -meanwhile, is toying his fingers up... up?? Kankri's long pants.- ... RUFIOH: 1t's a body su1t? -He never noticed before..............-
KANKRI: -He actually greatly appreciates the easy access to his skin, and Kankri finds himself immensely captivated by feeling out the formation of the hard shell that forms wings to back. In fact the only thing that can distract him from his exploratory tracing of the wing beds is Rufioh's voice.- Huh?
KANKRI: 9h, well n9 n9t technically. It d9esn't c9ver my sh9ulders 9r arms, s9 it isnt a 69dy suit, just pants.
RUFIOH: -just pants... okay. He snorts a little.- mmhm. okay.
RUFIOH: ...
RUFIOH: you wanna help me out w1th your pants, bro?
KANKRI: My pants? Help y9u 9ut h9w-- -Ohhh. Hah, okay that brief moment of confusion was a little embarrassing, but its fine he recovers quickly.- Right, yes let me just...
KANKRI: -He shifts to sit up a little to make this easier and, regrettably, has to temporarily remove his hands from Rufioh's person to pull his sweater up high enough to access the hem of his pants.- They really arent that c9mplicated th9ugh. -Starts to undo the buckle of his belt.-
RUFIOH: -Mmmm yeah. Leans over to just watch this.- dunno... they're a l1l compl1cated. -
KANKRI: -Briefly looks back up at him with a small frown.- They really are n9t, the 9nly difference 6etween these pants and 9thers is that they rise higher. Which is actually, if y9u think a69ut it, very material and thermal regulating wise 6ecause it utilizes 9ne garment t9 pr9vide near full 69dy c9verage.
KANKRI: -Almost gets distracted talking about his pants but nah, hes done with the buckle and popping the one button they have before he slowly starts pulling the zipper down. There may be just a touch of hesitation here.-
RUFIOH: that's l1ke... your op1n1on about the pants. 1t's pretty great... -He'd been watching him the whole time and does notice when he hesitates. Shifting back up to sit.- you good?
KANKRI: -He pauses about half way down, shuts his eyes and takes a breath to chase away the lingering sense of nervousness. This was becoming more real, but he by no means felt like that was a bad thing, he just still hadnt grown fully accustomed to showing this much of his body to someone. But no, hes fine now, its okay.- ...Yes, I am. Thank y9u. -And then he is pulling the zipper down all the way to the stopper.-
KANKRI: N9w see, what did I tell y9u? Simple.
RUFIOH: (gd1...) -Kankri is being cute and now Rufioh ends up feeling Obligated to peck him with a smooch.- heh. yeah.
RUFIOH: s1mple. }:)
KANKRI: -Um excuse you, he is not cute. But yes the kiss is appreciated.- Yes, simple.
KANKRI: -In fact it was so appreciated he is leaning to press his lips to Rufioh's again.-
RUFIOH: hehehe. -this is Rufioh's cue to GENTLY BULLRAM Kankri into the pillows. It's more like a soft tackle from a rowdy troll.- whoops. t1mber.
KANKRI: -DOOF. Soft doof. During the tackle Kankri makes a small noise of surprise and wraps his arms around Rufioh as hes lightly tackled back onto the pillows.-
KANKRI: Please, -He scoffs and for a moment considers rolling his eyes.- "Wh99ps" sh9uld 6e reserved f9r accidents, y9u clearly did that 9n purp9se. -Though clearly it didnt seem to bother him too much, and he starts combing his fingers through Rufioh's hair again.-
RUFIOH: -shffffhhhhh his chuckles are sounding pretty breathy there. He squirms until he's back in his position.- mhgh...
RUFIOH: keep do1ng that. -mutters, pushing a hand up Kankri's sweater again. This time searching for skin to run his fingers over.-
KANKRI: -He doesnt need to be told twice, not when he has Rufioh's reaction and the motivation of warm hands pushing up his sweater again.- Hhah. 9kay. -He moves his fingers in circles along Rufioh's scalp, and occasionally tightens his grip to gently tug on his hair.-
KANKRI: -This time around Rufioh will actually be able to get at the skin of his stomach, his chest, anything once he moves aside the fabric laying over him. And when he does Kankri feels heat expand over every inch of him, its wonderful.-
RUFIOH: (heh.) -It's a good thing for Kankri to already have fingers knotted into his hair. Once the sweater is pushed up, it's enough incentive for Rufioh to duck and begin kissing a line up to his chest. A hand slides under the flap of cloth to push it aside and hold him close. He mouths the pretty monochrome skin, kissing him until the small sucks that follow become inevitable.-
KANKRI: Mmm. -His voice is airy as he lets out the occasional breath or moan as Rufioh moves his mouth along his chest. Warm hands, warm lips, and he can lose himself in the feeling of them roaming his skin. His whole body feels driven with an unseen energy that runs up and down his spine every time Rufioh starts to suck, and it consumes his mind to one main objective; to keep it going. The sensitive pale grey easily starts to flush a dull red at spots getting the most attention, laying the ground work for hickeys that Kankri had a feeling would surely come.-
KANKRI: (Thats-ah. Thats g99d.) -He mumbles and begins to rub his thumb along the base of Rufioh's hornbed.-
RUFIOH: -the horns are large, it'd be difficult NOT to touch them. But he sighs in blissful contentment nevertheless. Taking in the small scents he could pick up from Kankri's skin with a shudder. He's a heat he just wanted to sink into. And with that, he finds his reason to speak again.- wanna... k1nda...
RUFIOH: touch you more. -fingers press into his side. Waiting permission.- how far d1d you want to take th1s?
KANKRI: -He opens his eyes at the question. Oh right.- I uh...
KANKRI: I did n9t think this far ahead. -He blinks to try and clear his mind enough to assess the situation, even if it was a little difficult to do so while still feeling Rufioh's breath on his skin.-
KANKRI: -Okay so he had managed to get this far, pants undone, sweater pushed up, and he really had no qualms with it. He felt more in touch with himself then he had in over a month, and Rufioh seemed to be having a good time as well, although now taking notice of it, it was a real shame he still had that shirt on, and running with that thought Kankri starts to tug on the fabric. That becomes his new priority, getting Rufioh out of his clothes too. And then maybe he can come back to the question of just how far he wants to go.- Currently I want it t9 g9 farther then we are n9w.
RUFIOH: yeah... 1 apprec1ate you be1n' stra1ghtforward. -ends up grinning and rearing himself back up to sit. At the tugging of his shirt, Rufioh reaches to unsnag the shirt at the buttons. Going through the motions of freeing his torso, all to give the reclined Kankri something to looks at.
RUFIOH: -With Rufioh's loose fitting shirts, there's never been much left to the imagination. Except perhaps, the happy trail that travels down his abdomen. He's filled out with muscle by now, maintaining his rigorous training and exercise regimen.-
RUFIOH: -hands are coming to rest just above Kankri's knees. His smile grows crooked with mischief, thumbs begin to circle. Waiting.- currently... 1 want to go further too.
KANKRI: -He watches as Rufioh removes his own shirt, frankly a little disappointed he didn't have more to do with the process, but now with the new view on display he can't really complain. Rufioh used to be a model right? He can certainly see why.-
KANKRI: -He is still staring when he starts to sit up and wordlessly moves closer so that he is just about almost in Rufiohs lap.- G99d.
KANKRI: -Now having that confirmation, Kankri leans in to softly press his lips to Rufioh's exposed collar bone, while his hands remove themselves from his hair and start to roam up and down the trolls chest. Pressing, kneading, occasionally ghosting his nails over skin.-
RUFIOH: -Where Kankri's hands come to touch on his chest, Rufioh's move to squeeze along his knees. His thighs. Now he's tugging Kankri up by the hips to sit him properly in his lap.-
RUFIOH: c'mon... -huffs, encouraging his legs to secure on either side of him. A rush of heated impatience makes his bloodpusher skip while Kankri's lips make friendly on his collar. Rufioh chirrs by the base of Kankri's horn. Even the scent of his hair is enough reminder of his own greedy desire to touch on him.- RUFIOH: -slips his hands up his sweater again to give his back a rub down. Squeezing generously until his own fingers are pressing into his skin. Clawing harmlessly... wanting him closer.-
KANKRI: -At the tugging Kankri moves fully into his lap. Its a slightly clumsy and awkward shift given that most of his attention is now being placed into sucking and nipping small marks onto Rufioh's shoulder and neck, but he manages to sit comfortably this way and oh... the heat trapped between the two of them was a lot even before he pressed himself flush to Rufioh's body at the encouragement of the fingers on his back. Now it was almost blissfully unbearable and its just now that Kankri starts to realize the stirring of his bulge in his unzipped pants. How long had that been happening?- KANKRI: -His breath hitches and he takes a momentary break from making hickeys to turn his face and nuzzle the crook of Rufioh's neck while mimicking the sound of the chirrs that he could practically feel against the more sensitive parts of his horns, his hands settling on Rufioh's waist where he presses his finger tips and nails into the softer skin here.-
RUFIOH: -It's a slow building heat, caught up in the sensations of their combined breathing and their frisky touches. Lips break from their connection at his collarbone, leaving the tension to collect deep down in his abdomen. The shape of his own bulge was already curling and searching for contact, trapped in his pants but stimulated still by the weight of Kankri pressing into his lap.- RUFIOH: fuckhhh... -growls out eventually. It's a pathetically needy sound that causes Rufioh to move. He holds Kankri by his hips and rolls the swell of their groins against one another. Breathing out hard against his shoulder as the friction of their clothes rub. It just makes him want to press further.-
KANKRI: Nnghhshiit. -His drawn out exhale pitches up into practically a whine as Rufioh grinds against him. The friction of the rubbing sends another round of shudders up his spine that makes his mind feel both thick and light as a cloud. Its like all of his senses and streams of consciousness have waved off any thought other then whatever involves him and Rufioh in this moment. Its a wonderful reprieve.-
KANKRI: -He doesnt allow them to stop now, and Kankri keeps himself moving against Rufioh with a greedy and steady pace. He can feel the shifting of Rufioh's heat under him and the urge to be even closer to it is all consuming. Kankri's breath comes in elated huffs with touches of pleased sounds, and soon Kankri attempts to silence himself by biting Rufioh's shoulder, harder then his previous nips.-
RUFIOH: -the building of friction between them is so good and is made even sweeter by the lack of permeable contact. Hating... loving how trapped he felt in his pants. It all just kindled his desire for more.-
RUFIOH: -Then it's like the moment he thinks about it, teeth bite into his shoulder and stills Rufioh's breath right in his throat. He's caught in lusty puffs, a low needy moan into Kankri's shoulder. God, he wanted more...-
RUFIOH: -lies back to pull Kankri on top of him. Hands squeeze at his ass to encourage the change in position... then feeling further behind his rump to rub the flat of his nook through the fabric of his pants. Anything to keep himself buried with Kankri. To keep the friction going.- (hff...)
KANKRI: -He doesn't keep his teeth in his shoulder long, and after presses a series of softer kisses to the abused skin. The sounds Rufioh made, the heavy breaths, the moans, it is exhilarating . This whole situation is filling Kankri with more energy then he could have thought he had. And its amazing that despite not being able to think any semblance of eloquent thought that he manages to so smoothly crawl to be on top, knees placed on either side of Rufioh as he sits back to keep grinding onto the shape of Rufioh's bulge through his pants...or as much as he can with the fingers rubbing against his nook.- (hhn... Ah-!) KANKRI: -Even through the cloth its enough stimulation that Kankri can feel himself getting more slick with every roll of his hips. He realizes that if they keep this up he's going to be toeing the line between either taking his pants off or staining them... but he figured he at least shouldn't be alone in it, and Kankri drags his hand down Rufioh's chest, down his stomach, following the trail of hair until his finger tips were brushing the hem of Rufioh's pants and then he rises up enough to that he can slip them under and feel for the source of wriggling underneath him.-
RUFIOH: fuck-- yes... -breathes out, rolling half on his side and bringing Kankri with him. Gingerly pillowing his head with one hand. The brown was baking on his face but he feels doubly eager to catch Kankri's mouth in a hungry kiss. The more reason to wiggle his hips out of his pants and let his bulge curl into Kankri's hand.-
RUFIOH: -He can feel his own tip lewdly prod and attempt to bury wetly between his fingers but hey. That just goes to show his own enthusiasm. The purrs start up at Kankri's ear again, tongue flicking out to suck earnest spots into his neck. It's not very long at all before his hips shift and he starts to thrust into his hand. Building a good rythmn for himself.-
KANKRI: -He wasnt quite expecting the move and a muffled confused gasp bubbles out of him but its quickly cut off by a sigh of deep satisfaction as he wraps his fingers around the friendly tip after helping Rufioh to further shimmy out of his underwear. The kiss that comes next is hot and sweet, and Kankri tilts his head to lean into it as much as he can manage to draw it out.-
KANKRI: -Evidently it turns out he doesnt need to worry about setting a pace to stroke Rufioh because hes bucking easily into his grip. Kankri lets Rufioh's bulge briefly introduce itself to the spaces in between his fingers before he starts to grip it more firmly and stroke it down as close to the base as he can reach.-
KANKRI: Fu-hhn. Nngh... th-...thank g9d m9st of my-ah, wardr96e inv9lves high c9llars. -He weakly complains in between moans and short breaths while Rufioh attacks his neck.-
RUFIOH: -fingers tug at Kankri's hair, pleasured sounds bubbling up as his malliable length slides along his hand. But it all turns into breathless laughs when Rufioh surfaces again. Flushed lips find Kankri's jaw. Kissing at his face.- RUFIOH: focus... mmnngh...
RUFIOH: -It was likely he was making a dribbling mess, the more he rolls his hips. Ends up wriggling the pants off his legs completely.-
KANKRI: -He turns his head with the pulling of his hair and nuzzle against Rufioh's cheek.- I am, mmn... f9cusing. KANKRI: -Rufioh was absolutely making a juicy mess all over his fingers, but Kankri didn't mind the in the slightest. Besides he had his own issue in his pants, or rather his pants were the problem. He hissed as he felt his bulge squirm in its clothed prison, and now that Rufioh was free of his clothes it seemed horribly unfair that Kankri still, for the most part, had all of his.-
KANKRI: Hhf.. H9ld 9n 9ne m9ment. -He whispered and let go of Rufioh's bulge so that he could utilize both of his hands to slide his ridiculous pants, and underwear, down his legs. And the very audible sigh of relief comes once his bright red length writhes free and unhindered between his wet thighs.-
RUFIOH: -Kind of hard to laugh about ridiculous pants when he was busy catching his breath. He sighs and brushes some of his own flopped hair out of his face and.. okay. He does snicker a little bit.-
RUFIOH: damn, vantas. look1ng good. -laughs and crawls forward, only somewhat conscious of his own nakedness in comparison. It's the flushed weight of his bulge that is distracting. He sets hands at his sweater, heat high on his face.-
RUFIOH: k1nda d1g the sweater stay1ng on... -comments, pushing it up so he can begin kissing at his belly. Rumbling idly against bare skin.- mmm... also k1nd of d1g the 1dea of suck1ng you off.
RUFIOH: st1ll don't know how far you want to take th1s. -ends up grinning into the smooches.-
KANKRI: -His head is tilted back, eyes shut and hes taking in the relief of the cooler air on his legs. Until Rufioh's comment brings him back and his entire face goes red, there is scarcely any grey left on his cheeks. He suddenly feels a little self conscious about being half naked.-
KANKRI: -But as Rufioh crawls to him again Kankri stays leaning back with his arms supporting him.- Well, it is warm 6ut if y9u happen t9 enj9y the aesthetic p9int 9f it then I d9nt mind keeping it-- 9h. -He goes a bit wall eyed when Rufioh says that, and it stirs all kinds of warm tingling feelings in his groin to the point where his bulge twists around itself just to make it evident that it very much endorsed the idea.-
KANKRI: Y9u...hff... can als9 d9 that if y9u want t9. -He is too embarrassed to say the words "Yes, please put my entire 6ulge in y9ur m9uth." but he hopes that Rufioh will accept his consent, and he uses his clean hand to comb through the bull troll's messy hair. He can imagine his own is decently out of place in this moment...those damn stubborn natural nonsense curls.-
RUFIOH: -dark, dilated eyes watch Kankri give his consent. Grins the whole time he moves hands along his hips. Kankri's sides get a brief rub down, coaxing him to relax with the up and down motions of his palms.-
RUFIOH: yeah? heh... don't have to say more than that, bro. -The air on his tongue is heavy with his scents, reminding Rufioh of his own arousal... then becomes heavy with his tastes when Rufioh bends to guide the tip of Kankri's bulge is into his mouth.-
RUFIOH: .... -Presses one kiss to him before fitting the burrowing member further past his lips with well-practiced ease. The hot, heavy curl of dripping flesh is all Ruf can taste, smell, and feel. Hear as his ears flick up to tune into the rocket of Kankri's sounds. Likewise, the only thing Kankri is getting out of him is the gentle suckle of his lips. Jaw slack and focused on his work. No more talk for the moment.
KANKRI: -The fingers in Rufioh's hair continue to rub and brush through until he kisses Kankri's tip and the smaller troll shudders, his fingers curling into a grip.-
KANKRI: -He watches with stunned fascination as more and more of him slips past Rufioh's lips, a drawn out sigh of his turns into a building moan, his hips and thighs tremble from resisting the urge to fully buck into the heat surrounding his bulge.- (Hhh9ly shit.... fhh... hgn...)
KANKRI: -Kankri's pulse is in his ears and he can feel it in his bulge as it shifts as much as it can to map out its new surroundings, feeling the ridges of the roof of his mouth, worming ever so slightly against his tongue. And when Rufioh sucks Kankri breathes in a sharp breath and arcs his back against the bed, his toes curling. This was a brand new sensation for him and he was lusting for all of it.-














