Tear them off — These restraints are just a hindrance, right?

OC RP blog. multiverse & multiship mun 30+ yo always under construction

[seetsunaai]

@akumanoken; continued

Upn being hugged, Morgan readily returned the gesture and promptly kissed his fiancé - a gentle, loving exchange that lasted but a few moments.

"That isn't all you are getting fr6me for your birthday, love. Did you think I only prepared that for you, the light of my eyes?" he cupped the other's cheeks, tumbs softly caressing their skin. "Close your eyes, beloved."

[akumanoken]

"I would have been more than happy with just the flowers," he admitted softly, but he knew Morgan. He wasn't the kind to simply leave it at the flowers and be done with it, so he did what he was told, closing his eyes, and even covering them with his hands so that he couldn't see. "You didn't have to do anything else, just having you here with me is enough!!"

[seetsunaai]

Only the flowers? "Nonsense, my love." He leaned in, cupping his fiancé's cheks and giving them a soft peck, followed by a second, then a third, a fourth, fifth... "Close your eyes now."

Letting go, Morgan watched his partner make a show of following his instructions, then pulled something out of his pocket and knelt before Souji. "Open your eyes", he tried not to let the smile on his face not echo in his voice. As Souji opened their eyes, they would find their present right before them, held by the tailor's hand.

[seetsunaai]

@akumanoken; continued

Upn being hugged, Morgan readily returned the gesture and promptly kissed his fiancé - a gentle, loving exchange that lasted but a few moments.

"That isn't all you are getting fr6me for your birthday, love. Did you think I only prepared that for you, the light of my eyes?" he cupped the other's cheeks, tumbs softly caressing their skin. "Close your eyes, beloved."

[russianblush]

no ai usage over here. you’re gonna get my shitty authentic writing whether you like it or not

[seetsunaai]

the première for this year's summer theatre is on Saturday

we had rehearsals of the entire play both yesterday and today, today we were in full costumes, make-up and scene objects

my feet are killing me bc heels suck but this year my make-up includes a ton of intense gold glitter highlighter over half of my face and i love it

[hellbloom]

@seetsunaai /

"You always say you love my voice, Lewin. Do you really mean it?" Vharyn asked, both playful and nervous at once, never mind the look on his face. It wasn't a sincere question, rather a prelude to something else, his mind preoccupied with glassy green eyes and a smile that melt even the coldest hearts. "You're not just-" He brushed his foot against Lewin's under the table, nestled his chin in the palm of his hand. "-saying that?"

He tilted his head, skin tinted red, heart beating like hummingbird wings--fiddling with Lewin's fingers on the table's surface, slowly lacing them. He didn't much care how fresh and new their relationship had been, how short in truth; There'd been something about Lewin since the night they met, sharing drinks and making love as though it were only natural, meant to be. He wanted to touch him, sit close to him, listen to him talk all night, be held by him, touched, made love to-- Vharyn couldn't imagine being with anyone else. Was this what it meant to be 'ruined'?

"I-it's nice to see you." Stammering, biting his lip, committing every square inch of Lewin's face to memory. "I was wondering when you'd show tonight."

[seetsunaai]

He'd told Vharyn he would be late to visit him at the bar - he'd takena a short break while wotking at the hospital to have a quick call and apologise for missing their performance. Still, Lewin felt guilty for that. He loved his boyfriend's voice and tonlisten them sing was a newfound pleasure of his.

So, when Vharyn asked him, he was quick to react. "Yes, I do." The clear confirmation was out as soon as the other had finished uttering the sentence. "I wouldn't lie to you." Golden eyes took in the singer's beautiful face - they way their eyes fluttered, the rosy tint on their cheeks - and he smiled at them. "I love your voice. And your lips. And your eyes." As he spoke, the fingers being fiddled with naturally moved to intertwine with the other's. "I love how you smile and how you bite your lip when you are shy or inscure. I love hugging you and hearing you giggle."

He craved to kiss Vharyn, to feel their body close to his own, to be able to whisper in their ear how he'd missed them. How could such strong passion be born of a chance meeting the previous night? It was almost as if he was addicted to their presence, their whole being... and he hoped that feeling would just mutate into something mote mellow and sweet, hardy and lasting, but never change. He couldn't imagine not wanting Vharyn by his side in the future.

"I am sorry I was late, but work today was a bit hectic. I had to stay longer." His gaze fell onthe singer's lips, the need to taste them again flaring up. "But I wouldn't skip our meeting for anything in the world."

[seetsunaai]

"Entertainment? You aren't 'entertaiment', love; you are living art." Morgan approached and reached out to have his beloved tilt their head up. "Living art is best experienced in its natural state." A soft kiss was exchanged, thena second. "I wouldn't mind just admiring you as you are. Unless you are cold, of course."

[akumanoken]

He let the other lift his face up, and he smiled, flushing gently. Soft kisses made him melt. Living art... something that made his heart skip. "You... can always admire me with your hands as well.." he murmured. Slender arms wrapped around Morgan, and he giggled. "I'm not cold now... but I might be later~~"

[seetsunaai]

At the request, he promptly hugged Souji. "So this piece of art is one you are supposed to explore through different senses, I see." He began to slowly caress the other's body, occasionally exchanging another kiss with them. "If you get cold... should I be your blanket? Or take you to have a nice warm bath together?" It had been a while since they'd done that.

[seetsunaai]

The smile that Patrick flashes at Morgan as he gets off his knees is downright filthy, just like the kiss he pulls the older man into.

It almost as if he's trying to rile up the tailor for another round, only to pull back after a long while with a playful little bite at Morgan's bottom lip.

"Thanks for the treat, handsome. See you later at your place for round two~"

Morgan should have known that his stunt at lunch would not go unreciprocated.

Patrick had, like it often occurred, dropped by the shop for lunch, the official excuse being a delivery of food and drink. The tailor knew better by now. The two of them had somehow developed this habit of meeting at lunchtime every so often and... well, there wasn't a lot of talking getting done, despite the intense tongue activity.

That day, Morgan had been a bit needy, the hands and mouth on his body arousing him more than usual. The impromptu treat he had delivered on his knees seemed to have been thoroughly enjoyed by Patrick, who clearly had not expected anything more than the usual. The surprised, slighly dazed, and very satisfied look on the blond had fueled the tailor's pride.

He had not expected for the same favour to be returned that same evening, when he had dropped by the bar to spend a moment with Patrick during the break in between bar shifts. He couldn't say he hadn't thoroughly enjoyed himself either.

The bite does rile him up. He's reluctant to let the cheeky, younger man go. There was no way they could have a little quickie there, was there? Before the bartender leaves, he grabs their shirt and pulls them in for another kiss, a deep and hungry one. When their mouths part, a thin thread of saliva hangs between their lips before it snaps. "Don't be too late", he instructs with a grin. "And don't forget to eat dinner."

[seetsunaai]

Grinning, the tailor didn't move from his spot and kept his gaze on the other. "I know... but, for now, I want to just keep looking at you. You are so beautiful, love."

[akumanoken]

Souji flushed. "I didn't exactly plan on being such entertainment..." he said, fidgeting a little. "Makes me feel like we should've been at the pole instead. At least then I can give you something to look at.

[seetsunaai]

"Entertainment? You aren't 'entertaiment', love; you are living art." Morgan approached and reached out to have his beloved tilt their head up. "Living art is best experienced in its natural state." A soft kiss was exchanged, thena second. "I wouldn't mind just admiring you as you are. Unless you are cold, of course."

[akumanoken]

"...you can do more than just stare, you know..."

[seetsunaai]

Grinning, the tailor didn't move from his spot and kept his gaze on the other. "I know... but, for now, I want to just keep looking at you. You are so beautiful, love."

[ask-silent-death]

@seetsunaai asked

Bonsoir, monsieur Victor. Est ce-que vous voudrais partager le dîner avec moi ce soir?

"Aren't you sweet. I would love to go to dinner with you." He smirked as he looked the other over. "Where should we go? French food or something else?"

[seetsunaai]

The teasing reply had him chuckle. "There are a lot of beautiful people out there", he conceded. "It's hard to resist sometimes."

It was unusual for men to admit to being fond of sweets. "I love flan", he offered. "And french croissants are delicious, almost impossible to replicate. But I prefer cannoncini to cannoli." The question made him realise how rude he'd been. "Where are my manners? Name's Morgan."

[justmemethings]

‘Why aren’t we interacting?’

😿 - I’m too shy to reach out 😥 - I’m a little intimidated by your writing length / style / formatting 😵 - I don’t know how to approach you ⌛️ -  You seem really busy 👥 - I don’t know which of my muses you’re interested in 📝 - It would help if you could feel my interest checker! ❓ - I’m not familiar with any of your current muses 📩 - I’ve sent you asks / written you starters, but you never replied to them 💬 - I have a plot in mind for us, but I haven’t found the right way/time to reach out 💞 - I ship our muses, but I don’t know if you’re interested ✒️ - I usually interact through memes / open starters and you don’t post a lot of them 🥇 - You followed me first and I’m waiting for you to make the first move 🥰 - I’m following you because I love your writing and content and I just want to read your stuff

[ask-silent-death]

@seetsunaai asked

Bonsoir, monsieur Victor. Est ce-que vous voudrais partager le dîner avec moi ce soir?

"Aren't you sweet. I would love to go to dinner with you." He smirked as he looked the other over. "Where should we go? French food or something else?"

[seetsunaai]

"Sweet?" Morgan tried not to burst into a fit of laughter. "Sure, let's go with that." The French man was handsome enough to look at while sitting across the dinner table. It didn't hurt to go out on a limb and try to have fun with someone new for once. "I am more into Italian food, actually. Is that something you like?"

[ask-silent-death]

"Mmm Italian food is lovely. You would get along with my friend Clover. Shes Italian." He smiled "as long as it not spicey. I cant handle spicey." He ordered a drink as he looked at Morgan. "So is it common for you to invite strangers to dinner?" He teased.

[seetsunaai]

"Is she?" He took a sip of his wine and smirked, grey eyes not straying from the man before him. "I am not Italian, though." He considered teasing the other at the mention of spiciness, but decided to stay silent until he got a direct question. "Only handsome ones", he replied with a pleased grin, watching to catch the reaction his words got out of the other.

[seetsunaai]

The description checked out - though he hadn't noticed the picture tucked inside, between case and phone. Morgan smiled and moved from the counter where he was standing to the spot where the cashier was, reaching for a drawer under it to pull out the smartphone in question. "Here is your phone", he walked around the counter to approach the young man.

"I think there is a missed call", he warned them. "But I am not sure. I thought it was vibrating about one hour ago but, when I checked on it, it was already quiet. I hope it wasn't your mum." It was heartwarming to see someone close with their immediate family, being cared for even from a distance. "By the way, nice to meet you. I am Morgan."

[fckincuties]

a flood of relief washed over him as his phone was returned to his hands, his immediate thought to check his call log to see if his mother had worried. with her in france and him in japan, she tended to be a bit overprotective. even if he reassured her, and even though he'd lived there for almost a year, it was still a constant struggle.

"a-ah, thank you." he stammered, his manners coming back to him after a moment. he bowed his head slightly, sliding his phone into his back pocket. "it's okay, i should have used miyuu's phone to let her know."

"my name is ashton. thank you again, for finding my phone.. and ya know- keeping it safe."

[seetsunaai]

He watched relief wash over the young man's face and their hands clutch the phone like a lifeline - he understood the feeling. "Don't worry", he offered a soft smile to reassure the young man. "I am glad I could help, Ashton." The tailor gestured to the sofa available for customers and visitors to sit on. "Would you like to sit down and have something to drink? May I offer you a cup of tea, maybe?"

[ask-silent-death]

@seetsunaai asked

Bonsoir, monsieur Victor. Est ce-que vous voudrais partager le dîner avec moi ce soir?

"Aren't you sweet. I would love to go to dinner with you." He smirked as he looked the other over. "Where should we go? French food or something else?"

[seetsunaai]

"Sweet?" Morgan tried not to burst into a fit of laughter. "Sure, let's go with that." The French man was handsome enough to look at while sitting across the dinner table. It didn't hurt to go out on a limb and try to have fun with someone new for once. "I am more into Italian food, actually. Is that something you like?"

[seetsunaai]

What's in the bag?

i wasn't tagged but still decided to do this~

[seetsunaai]

He took his time, trailing kisses over Caleb's abdomen, hips, thighs - all the while carefully avoiding to even approach the spot they clearly wanted his attentions to pivot to. "You aren't playing anymore?" Morgan looked at the baker and teased them, noticing the console having been lowered, then licked his lips and crawled up to look Caleb in the eye. "Show me your pretty face, darling."

While waiting for Caleb's reaction, he didn't forget to keep caressing their thighs and hips, hands stroking slowly, moving lazily, until he eventually did teasingly palm over the other's cock. "Do you perhaps need my attention to focus here?"

[cuteteacakes]

{🧁} - Caleb squirmed under Morgan's touches and tried hard to pay attention to his game again. "I... I'm trying... mn..." He couldn't take the blatant ignoring of his twitching cock though. Every time Morgan's lips or hands drifted dangerously close his hips would try bucking in the direction, to no avail.

But then the other did place his hand gently upon him and Caleb jerked his hips into it. "Mm-!" If he could just... ride it out... touch a little more...

[seetsunaai]

So cute. Caleb getting flustered while trying - and failing - to keep playing the game was very endearing. "Are you shy?" Morgan teased them more, hand promptly moving away from the spot that craved more touching. "Won't you show me your cute face?" Maybe, if Caleb kept making cute sounds... and begged, just a little bit...

Bending down, the tailor gave soft pecks on the places he vould reach - Caleb's forehead, throat, neck. "Come on, love... show me how adorable you look." He would reward them with a proper kiss, of course, before resuming the fun teasing.

[seetsunaai]

He'd expected to undress Caleb and find, under the soft pajama bottoms, either some regular boxers or a cute pair of underwear. Discovering that, under the shorts, Caleb was wearing nothing was a surprise - a pleasant one. Morgan couldn't help but grin and chuckle at the sigh. "My, so naughty~" he teased, eyes focusing on the other's naked body and taking in the effect he was having on them.

Morgan licked his lips and bent down, beginning to slowly place soft, wet kisses all over Caleb's hips and abdomen - while avoiding to touch their cock. "Love this body oil you used", the tailor breathed against their skin in between touches. His hands caressed and massaged Caleb's thighs as his attention was focused elsewhere. "You smell fantastic."

[cuteteacakes]

{🧁} - Caleb's breath caught in his throat. The kisses along his thighs were so soft, so teasing... they made him twitch in eager anticipation, but he wasn't touching him! "A-ah...." Each kiss brought a small noise out of his mouth and he ended up hiding his face with his console. The music from it didn't help drown out the wonderful sensations.

"M-mmn... Thank y- hah!- you... oh man..." His legs ached to move, and they struggled against Morgan's hands. It was too much-!

[seetsunaai]

He took his time, trailing kisses over Caleb's abdomen, hips, thighs - all the while carefully avoiding to even approach the spot they clearly wanted his attentions to pivot to. "You aren't playing anymore?" Morgan looked at the baker and teased them, noticing the console having been lowered, then licked his lips and crawled up to look Caleb in the eye. "Show me your pretty face, darling."

While waiting for Caleb's reaction, he didn't forget to keep caressing their thighs and hips, hands stroking slowly, moving lazily, until he eventually did teasingly palm over the other's cock. "Do you perhaps need my attention to focus here?"