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He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri let out a gasp as he felt Kurloz’s bulge slide out and, whoa. Oh man, that was big. That was really big. His breathing grew the slightest bit heavier at the sound of the growl. Fuck, why was that so attractive? That was really attractive.

His nook was wet enough to start leaving his own genetic material on the towel, right through his thong. The grinding was arousing enough, but when he tightened his grip on his horn, he let out another moan, his facial expression even more aroused than it had been the first time he touched them. He moved his hips back up against Kurloz, not wanting to be a complete pillow princess. He pulled harder at the back of his hair, from the base as to not rip it out. The hand on his back slid from his shoulders to the small, claws scratching all the while. The sound of his name in a groan from the way overly attractive mime pushed him over, his bulge sliding out. Not as impressive of a size, but a good nine inches from base to tip.

Oh he loved those moans. They sent a small shiver through him each time, too which he was encouraged to keep rubbing against his horn. Though Kankri was getting to him now, groaning at him pulling on his hair and the scratches, his back arching forward. "Motherfuck." He moaned, pressing his lips back against the mutantbloods, licking his lower lip before nipping gently at it. He wanted to be careful in that area but couldn't help himself.

Kurloz didn't rightly care how big Kankri's bulge was, seeing it was enough to thrill him. He slid his fingers up the length, tempted to wrap his hand around it, but having a much better idea he shifted to let his bulge free from his towel. It eagerly wrapped around Kankri's, Kurloz moaning in the process as it moved against the other. "Kankri." His breathed out the others name, moving his lips from his as his breathing had gotten much heavier.

He slid his hand on the others hip to reach behind him, pressing them both close and teasing Kankri's nook with his fingers, easily sliding with how wet he was.

#ic #rp #closed rp #d9nt #nsfw

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri adjusted himself on his lap to straddle across his legs, that was the most comfortable position, after all. Only a towel around Kurloz’s lap and Kankri’s small thong separated them. He gave a small gasp when he thought of that, realizing his own bulge was dangerously close to sliding out and his nook was a lot wetter than he had thought. Definitely soaking through his underwear.

Kankri moaned at the touch to his horn and attention to his neck, grinding his hips down against the other’s out of want, not so much conscious decision. His pointed nails, however short, scratched a bit down his back, the fingers entwined in his hair pulling, though not too hard.”Kur.. loz….” he spoke in a heavily breathy tone.

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That did it, the hair pulling and scratching was riling him up enough, but the broken tone when he said his name got his bulge to start and unsheath itself underneath his towel.There was a soft growl that came from low in Kurloz's chest when Kankri ground himself down into his lap. Motherfucker. It felt far too good, his bulge wiggling farther out and eagerly rubbing against the towel, feeling the Kankri on the other side.

Kurloz squeezed onto Kankri's hip, grinding up into the mutant blood in return, his fingers no longer delicately playing with the horn on his head but pressing nicely against it. He much such sweet noises when he did. The grinding was bringing soft groans from Kurloz now, he almost wanted to whine at how nice it felt that his bulge had any kind of contact even if it hadn't touched skin yet. "Fuck Kankri." He groaned, leaving marks along the mutants neck and shoulder.

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

At the pull closer, a small shiver when down his spine. His breathing was heavy once more, curse his horns for making him so sensitive all over after those simple touches. When the other’s lips moved to his neck, another shived traveled down his spine, giving him goosebumps as he released a small breathy moan,”Haahhh…”

When Kurloz halted, he bit his lip to keep himself from whining. Though when he spoke, a few teeth in his lip didn’t stop it. His voice was lower, even sexier than before. His breath ran against his short pointed ear, the sound, the question alone, turning him on. But was it really? Or did he just want Kurloz that badly?

He bit his lip once more, stammering out a,”N- no,” before his hands shifted, one wrapped around and up his back to rest between his shoulder blades and the other moving to the back of the mime’s head into his hair.

Those noises were positively lovely, music to the indigo's ears. Oh bless the messiahs. "Good." Kurloz ran his sharp teeth across Kankri's neck, pulling him into his lap now. They were half naked already, allowing his hand to wander over warm skin, resting on the Vantas' hips. He already knew he had quiet the ass on him, and could already feel far more than his normal warmth coming from inbetween his legs while in his lap.

That made it more obvious that Kurloz wasn't the only one who wanted this, really wanted it, but that didn't mean he was going to rush it either. He liked to touch and play, that was part of the fun. Though Kankri was obviously sensitive, making it twice as fun.

He wanted him to make that face again, so gently he reach up to trace ever so slightly at the base of one of the nubby horns. His lips busy on his neck, placing a small dark mark he waited for the reaction. The first time he had done it by accident before, this was definitely on purpose.

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

When his face was moved, he wound up on his knees as the other kissed him. A kiss that wasn’t forceful or pitch, like Karkat’s had been. His blood pusher raced so fast he thought he might go into cardiac arrest. The hand in his hair kept him in place, though not in a way that said ‘If you try to pull away I won’t let go.’ It just felt… nice. It was rather attractive, having one pull him into a kiss, almost desperately. Who knew someone might want him like that?

Hand cupping his cheek and back of his head, he paused for a few seconds before moving his lips back against Kurloz’s. Kissing him gently as his eyes slipped shut, his hands hesitating in the air, unsure of what to do with them. Touching him was fine, right? They were already kissing. And he was already too turned on from his horns being rubbed to push him away. His hands ended up placed on his chest where they had been before, fingers splayed and feeling the coolness of his skin against the hot that was his own, even hotter than a maroon blood.

Not totally. Kurloz had half-expected Kankri to pull away, get too flustered or tell him no. He didn't, which only encouraged the indigoblood, edged him forward as the Vantas placed his hands on his chest. While he desperately wanted Kankri to be in to what he was doing, he wasn't actually desperate. He could sleep with plenty of people, but he wanted Kankri.

It could be how warm he was, how innocent he was, but those thoughts flew out of the window. Kurloz moved his hand down from his cheek and down his side, pulling him closer, his lips starting to move down Kankri's neck. Fuck. He gripped his hip lightly, he was turned on, he wanted this and he didn't care if he was tired.

"Do you want me to stop, Kankri?" His voice had dropped to a lower octave, and he whispered it to the troll near his ear from where he had been placing kisses. He would stop but messiahs he didn't want to stop.

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri said nothing, too afraid he would ask Kurloz to do it again, to continue, to touch him. He wasn’t celibate or anything, not at all. But still, having no contact with other trolls for his entire life then changing to being a troll forced into servitude… it was different. He was still nervous about anything sexual. Not that he was opposed to it, it was just new. Unknown.

After a few minutes after Kurloz comforted him, he turned to look at him, lips slightly parted and face still dusted red. “Don’t ever bring that up again. Don’t tell anyone. I have never been so embarrassed in my entire life,” he managed before biting the side of his bottom lip nervously (and a bit sexually?) while looking at the Makara.

Kankri was so innocent. Kurloz wasn't sure if that's what made him seem so tempting, how red in the face he got, the expressions he wore? It could have been a combonation of things, but whatever it was, Kurloz couldn't stop the arousal rising up in him, it was driving him mad, and he thought once Kankri felt better he'd just go to his black and it'd go away. The he looked up at him like that. "Kankri, I.." He was going to say he wouldn't but just the way he looked up at him. Fuck.

He couldn't stop himself, the look on his face, lips parted and slightly swollen from him chewing on them, how embarrassed he was it was overwhelming him. He had to at least kiss him, even if Kankri pushed him away, his body was telling him too, and he couldn't resist. One hand moving to brush Kankri's neck and up into his hair his other cupped his cheek and pulled the trolls lips to his own, Kurloz almost letting out a groan at the satisfaction he felt from doing so. He could totally stop himself after kissing. Totally.

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

The Vantas wanted him to touch him, wanted Kurloz to kiss him, to keep rubbing his horns in those moments. He was practically panting at the feeling, at Kurloz being so close. He was up against his chest, after all, and his cool skin was everything he needed in that instant to feel hot.

Kankri’s breathing was still heavy when he stopped touching his horns, his nook, unfortunately, wet. He noticed the blush on Kurloz’s unpainted face, his blood pusher racing. Oh. Oh no. His body tensed up as he dropped to the floor, knees to his face, hands over his cheeks and eyes. “Oh my god. Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” he spoke over and over, eyes watering.

He was so embarrassed he might actually cry. The towel fell from around his body, hands having let it slip when he had pressed them against the other’s chest. Not that he was thinking about anything other than what just happened and how he wanted to die and how he wanted it to happen again.

Kurloz didn't want to stop. He didn't want to back and would have much rather buried himself inside of the practically drooling Vantas before him. His cursed himself, even feeling his bulge wishing to wiggle its way out and be touched but he tried his best to keep his composure. Kankri's hands on him had only made it worse, and he was glad and upset for backing up from it.

While the reaction to his horns being touched was a surprise, so was the Vantas falling to the floor, Kurloz immediately moving back towards him to make sure he was okay. He wasn't physically hurt, just embarrassed, which couldn't be helped. It was a surprise to the both of them quite honestly. He didn't want Kankri upset however and drapped his dropped towel back over the troll. "Hey, hey. It's alright."

Though his body was still yearning to touch him, even in the slightest way he resisted, thinking it better just in case he ended up wanting to touch him more. Which he did. "I should have been more careful." He really should have, horns were sensitive, not usually as sensitive as Kankri's seemed to which Kurloz would love to try out more and get the Vantas moaning underneath hi-nope. Stop it stop thinking about it. "You uh, okay?"

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri tensed up at Kurloz approaching him, as he was still pretty much naked, but relaxed when he started drying off his hair. It felt nice, having someone else touch him. Even if he wouldn’t admit it. He seemed to be comfortable with Kurloz already, which was rather strange.

He was calm until he started rubbing the hair around his horns. Even if he wasn’t exactly touching the base, they were still much more sensitive than other troll’s horns. And it showed on his face. And in his voice.

A shiver went down his spine, knees shaking as he leaned against Kurloz’s chest, breathing suddenly a bit heavy. Another touch a bit too close to the base and he let out a moan, embarrassingly loud, really, and looked up at Kurloz. Now picture your anime hentai’s. Think about what one of those girl’s looks like when shes really turned on or just finishes sucking a cock. Mouth hung open, blushing, the slightest bit of drool with her eyes half lidded. That was the Vantas in this moment, looking up at Kurloz as he touched one of the most sensitive parts on his body.

Kurloz was rather proud that he had gotten Kankri to relax, even if he was red faced a lot of the time, he was still better. He wanted to run away when it picked him up, now he was drying his hair. He wanted to pat himself on the back, until it went downhill. In a way.

The noise was what sent a shiver down Kurloz's spine, the look on Kankri's face only escalated the feeling of arousal from the noise. Oh. His horns were sensitive, very sensitive. The look on the trolls face was simply wonderful, which made Kurloz question himself for a moment.

A blush ran over his face and out to his ears, looking down at Kankri so obviously aroused that Kurloz himself felt his bloodpusher start to beat faster. Oh. Oh fuck. He cleared his throat, moving his hands away with a "Sorry." Him not being able to look Kankri in the eye for a change. To be quiet honest, it was far to tempted to dip down and catch his mouth with his own, so he backed himself up, setting the towel down. Fuck.

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

"I- I know I don’t have to look down when I’m talking to you! You aren’t any better than me, I just," he stammered, chewing on his bottom lip as he looked into indigo eyes before his own red ones fell to the side once more. He was really really embarrassed. Kankri’s body tensed, not unpleasantly, at Kurloz’s hand sliding up his side. He was almost disappointed when he let go, but he hid it well. He slid off of his lap and made a move to get out of the water when he realized, Oh.

I’m only in my thong.

He quickly slumped back into the water, up to his nose, facing away from Kurloz. He listened as he finished washing and got out, turning his head when he was spoken to once more. A towel. Just what he needed.

He moved to the edge of the tub, lifting a leg over the side and reaching for the towel, wrapping it around his chest like a woman usually does. He looked up at Kurloz,”Thanks.”

"Whatever you say." He muttered it, rubbing his hair partly dry with a towel on his head, then starting to dry off his arms after Kankri decided to get out of the tub. He may have tried to be as slick as possible so Kurloz wouldn't see the undies he was wearing, but to no avail because he did see. The view was quite nice. Very nice actually, but the view was short lived as Kankri pulled the towel around him up to his nips. He was a bit odd. Not that Kurloz could talk.

Getting his own hair dry he put the damp towel down and got another fresh one to use on Kankri, moving over to the roll. "Don't mention it." He gave him a smile and started to dry off his hair as well, ruffling it a bit before getting more gentle.

He was cute, he wanted to help, all the more reason to as well since it was his fault he got wet in the first place. He was careful about his horns, but figured that he certainly couldnt be that sensitive, he was just drying his hair off, no big deal right?

Right. Totally.

#ic #closed rp #rp #d9nt

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri’s face was red once more, as it seemed to be almost continuously with Kurloz. He wiped the salve off of his lip and Kankri stared at his chest, his hands resting on the skin. “I tried to wake you up by shaking your shoulder and I fell in. Then you uh, you grabbed me and I couldn’t get free. You have a rather tight grip.”

He tried desperately to ignore the hand on his hip, feeling the string of his thong. God this was embarrassing. Really, really, embarrassing. Better than having his lips sewn shut, but barely.

Kurloz rose a brow, watching Kankri's face as his spoke, tapping his chin to look up at him when he was done talking. "You don't gotta look down when ya talk to me." He didn't realize it was because he was embarrassed and not that he was a slave or whatever, but how the hell would he know. That was actually the longest thing he had said since they'd met if he thought about it, which he only did for a second before sliding his hand back up Kankri's side and then off of him. "My bad." Was his apology for making him fall in and then cuddling him in to submission.

Reluctantly, he slipped Kankri off his lap and put some conditioner in his hair rather than Kankri doing it, finishing off his bathing process good enough. "Let's dry you off." He said quietly, slipping out of the tub with a yawn and putting a towel around his waist, using another to dry himself off and holding a warm towel out to Kankri.

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri made attempts to get out of his grasp as Kurloz pulled him into his chest, all in vein. There he was, in a little black thong straddling a highblood in his bathtub. While he slept. And the highblood was naked.

The breath against his neck sent shivers down his spine his back arching ever so slightly. He chewed on his bottom lip as he sat there, however long that may be. His hands were on Kurloz’s chest. After awhile he decided to wash the salve off, as it seemed to have done most of it’s work and seriously stank.

Kurloz didn't nap for long, he would later in his bed properly, but with a fussy Kankri in his lap it didn't last. As warm as the lowblood was as well as the water he did wake up, yawning silently. Though he hadn't realized at first he was holding Kankri and slid his hands downward, stopping at a small strap. Wait. No high pants? Shouldn't he be naked? He blinked, pulling back to see it was in fact Kankri he was holding, and the strap was too thin to be anything but a thong. 'Oh bless the messiahs this boy wears thongs'. He almost felt like wiping a single tear away. Could he get any cuter?

He pulled back and looked over his face, slowly coming to, noticing a small amount of salve still on him which he carefully wiped off with his thumb. "Why did you get in the tub?" He questioned, sleepy and still not exactly what had happened, but had yet to let go of the low blood, because, well he kind of fit nicely in his lap like that to be quite truthful.

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He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri finished rinsing his hair and reached to get the conditioner before he looked back at the highblood. Was… was he asleep? He looked at him, eyes closed, breathing deeply. “Kurloz,” he spoke once. He waited before speaking again. “Kurloz, it’s dangerous to sleep in the water. You are not a sea dweller.”

Nothing.

He let out a sigh, moving to the side of the tub to shake his shoulder a bit. He was a bit far in, however. His body was under the water. He leaned over the edge of the tub, hand entering the nice hot water to shake his shoulder. “Kurloz,” he spoke once more. Maybe if he shook him a little harder…

He leaned over more to get a better grasp and- SPLASH! Kankri fell face first into the water and right over the highblood’s lap. He struggled to get a handle on the situation, splashing around as his legs ended up straddling the other as he tried to get his footing underwater.

Kurloz was unaware of Kankri's attempts, happily asleep at this point and planning to stay that way for a bit, only grumbling at the attempts the mutant blood did try. Though they were unsuccessful, until he fell again, making him crack his eyes open and stare down at the wet Kankri. He wasn't completely there however, or there at all, still half asleep.

"No." He whined, voice sleepy, squinting at the Vantas in his lap, almost like he was scolding him until he reached up, pulling him into his chest. "Shh." He nuzzled himself into the troll getting comfortable again, muttering nonsense under his breath against Kankri's neck. He was tired, too tired to bother dragging himself out of the tub and dry off then get in his bed.

It was a bit pathetic really but what could you do.

Nothing. That's what you could do. Kankri would have to sit in Kurloz's lap like a good little troll until he actually woke up and realized what was going on, then maybe he would let him go. Maybe.

#rp #ic #rp closed #d9nt

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

The purring was nice, almost comforting. Who knew indigobloods could purr just like any other troll? It brought a small smile to Kankri’s face. He was cute. He quickly pushed the thought away, not way did he think this scary indigoblood was cute. Even if he was purring while his hair was getting washed.

The moan startled him, his hands freezing in their place in his hair. Red tinted his cheeks once more, a fairly common occurrence in this situation. “S- Sorry,” he stammered, taking his hands from his head. “Close your eyes,” he said, grabbing the cup once more and filling it with water. He rose it and started rinsing his hair, over and over until the suds were gone, doing his best to keep them out of his eyes. Which included tilting his head back a bit to the water ran down his back rather than front. He was definitely getting wet, it was a good thing he took off his pants. He was more careful not to touch his horns this time around. How did trolls deal with horns that big, honestly?

Kurloz didn't even bother to tell Kankri it was alright, because he was starting to fall asleep with the combo of the warm water and his hair being washed. Mistakes were made, he should have known as soon as he got comfortable anywhere he'd end of falling asleep.

The water running over him didn't help, it was just as warm and nice. He had tried to express how tired he felt, he really did, but it only came in in an "mmired" type of word rather than. 'im so tired' before he had started to doze off. He was just so comfortable, he couldn't really help himself. He'd apologize about it later. Maybe. If he remembered.

Instead, for now, he had fallen peacefully asleep, blissfully unaware of the fact that Kankri was in a thong behind him and would most likely not know what to do with the sleeping highblood in front of him.

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri nodded, bringing his hands down from his face. Washing his hair. No big deal. But why? Couldn’t he reach it himself? He brushed it off, moving towards the tub with Kurloz, though he looked away when he started shimmying off his boxers until he heard the movement of water.

At that point he turned back, looking at Kurloz in the tub. He had a handsome face, small scars around his lips or not. He got close, standing behind Kurloz outside of the tub. He looked down, not wanting to get his pants wet or full of whatever was in indigoblood’s bubble bath. He sighed, a bit embarrassed as he slid his high pants down, revealing a simple black thong.

What, why couldn’t he wear one? His pants were vinyl, wrinkles showed easily. He didn’t want that. And it wasn’t like troll bulges were out all the time. Luckily he was behind Kurloz, so he couldn’t see. Kankri ran his hands over a few of the bottles on the side of the tub. This indigoblood sure had a lot of bath products. He picked one that smelled rather nice labeled shampoo and squirted some into his hand. The other grabbed a cup, taking water from the tub and pouring it over Kurloz’s head to get his hair wet properly. He rubbed his hands together before starting to massage his hair and scalp gently, lathering the soap proper. His hands moved around his hairline, pulling his messy hair back, hands brushing up against the middle of his horns. He muttered a small apology as he continued, though as he did, needing to get the hair closer to his horns, he brushed his fingers against the base.

In reality, Kankri could have easily ollied the fuck out and ran into one of the several halls nearby leaving Kurloz by himself int eh tub. To the indigo's satisfaction he didn't leave, and sat himself behind him to get started. Though he did hear him shifting around, presumably taking off the awful pair of pants he wore so he wouldn't get them wet. Whatever he wanted to do was fine as long as he was helping anyways.

He purred lightly as he started to massage the shampoo in to his hair, it felt incredibly nice. He wasn't sure if it was getting clean or being touched in general that felt so nice over all, but he was thoroughly enjoying it none the less. His skin prickled at his hand brushing against the middle of his horn, and he mumbled that it was fine, sinking just a bit more in to the tub, starting to blow some of the bubbles away.

His chest rumbled, purring happily with his fingers in his hair, until his fingers brushed the base of his horns, a shiver running through him as well as a low moan. Though he didn't freak out like perhaps Kankri would, even if an indigo hue did start to move over his cheeks. "Careful." He muttered, clearing his throat and starting to mess with the bubbles once more. Even if Kankri did mess with his horns on purpose Kurloz wasn't sure if he had enough energy to deal with it. Which was unfortunate, because he'd been too busy to deal with himself that was as well, so he frustrated there. Stupid work.

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How do priests stay fit?

Exorcising.

He who talks too much. (Kankri & Kurloz)

Kankri grabbed the sweater and was about to pull it over his head before he was halted. His brows furrowed in confusion as Kurloz ordered him to follow, but he did. Through the halls, he found himself in a rather lavish bathroom. The tiles were warm, everything was warm, it was comfortable and nice and he never wanted to leave. He could sleep in this bathroom.

He was looking around before he turned back to Kurloz, face immediately bright red at the sight of him slipping off his pants. He brought his hands over his eyes, sweater falling to the floor. “Oh my god, oh my god,” he mumbled, along with a quiet ramble,”Trigger warning, religion, religion mention,” under his breath. Kurloz was practically naked. What if he really WAS making a move on him? What if he wanted to get sexual? Kankri wasn’t ready for that! He was too nervous to note how tired the other looked, to realize that definitely wasn’t happening right now.

"W-What do you need help with?" he stammered, hands still over his eyes.