[Open] April Catch-All

[thetaintedsorrow]

Who: Chuuya Nakahara (thetaintedsorrow) & you!
What: Event aftermath and various shenanigans
When: April
Where: Olympia
Warning(s): None yet, but NSFW will be marked if it happens



I. Bird is the Word

[To all those familiar with Chuuya, the news of the mystery egg he’d magically acquired finally hatching isn’t surprising, nor is the news that it’s a bird. However, what they may not know is that Apollo (a name carefully chosen for his precious child) has grown into something quite flashy in the past month. A royal flycatcher, to be precise, with beautiful plumage to rival any peacock. It’s quite fitting that Apollo is tiny and beautiful, considering who his mother is, but don’t tell Chuuya that.

He’s quite an energetic little thing, and Chuuya can be found out and about in town with the little guy perched on top of his hat, or in the mansion with Apollo perched on his shoulder.

Should anyone get close (within five feet) of Chuuya, they’ll find themselves with a faceful of feathers and an earful of chirps as Apollo checks them out, up close and personal. Of course Chuuya is amused.]

Looks like he likes you.

II. Shots, Shots, Shots

[Chuuya can also be found, sans Apollo, in one of the multitude of bars located around town. He’s currently nursing a glass of fireball whiskey, but anyone who approaches him for either company or simply to harass him will be abruptly challenged to a drinking contest. God bless your soul if you take him up on it.

Should they decline he’ll simply shrug and continue sipping at the amber liquid in his glass.

Either way, they’ll receive this greeting: ]

You here for booze or company?

III. Among the Stars

[Lastly, Chuuya will make a trip to Thesa Station to see all the newly awakened refugees. He can be found checking out the stasis pods, hanging around in one of the lounge areas, or simply indulging in a glass of wine at the mess hall.

He’ll have Apollo on his shoulder, but don’t be afraid. He won’t peck your eyes out. Chuuya may very well try it though, if you see fit to call him tiny. Otherwise he’ll be friendly enough, no matter where he’s approached on the station.]

How’s it going?

IV. Wildcard!

[Surprise me! Or plot things with me! I’m over at arcanestardust!]

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[meinwaifu]

[He snorts back another laugh, finding it entirely too funny that Chuuya would bite him right after being compared to a dog. But he collects himself soon enough, leaning back a bit.]

Fufu, I suppose I can't deny that. A win is a win-- but I have no intention of telling you that here.

[Which means he's gonna take them somewhere else. But he's not going to give Chuuya much warning, snapping his fingers with the hand he pulled back--]

[And in what will be a very disorienting shift, they'll suddenly go from laying on the bar floor to falling into a rather comfortable bed in what looks like a hotel room... because Mephisto is a dirty hobo who can only teleport so far, so he makes sure to rent rooms close to wherever he decides to go drinking for the night.]

[Now, while he's shown Chuuya that he can teleport objects, teleporting the both of them such a far distance is certainly a bigger flex of his powers than he allowed before.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Oh god, Mephisto is lucky that Chuuya doesn’t hurl mid-teleport, because with the way his stomach lurches with that sudden shift, he has to fight not to lose all the booze he’d ingested. Luckily he manages not to puke as he lands on an incredibly soft bed.

Well, this is certainly a step up from the last place they banged.

Chuuya blinks a few times, head still spinning as he tries to come back down to earth. Once he can see straight (sort of) he glances around; ah, a hotel, huh? Not too shabby.]

This is better than a bar floor.

[meinwaifu]

Well, I'd certainly hope so! I paid good money for this room.

[He sits up fully now, still straddled over Chuuya and apparently completely fine with staying that way for now. But when he sits up, it might start becoming clear that he's not swaying as much as he was a few minutes ago, and the slur to his voice was already on its way out.]

[He might be susceptible to getting drunk, but with his body working overtime to get the "poison" out of his system, he can only really stay drunk for about 20 minutes.]

But I'm surprised... you're rather trusting, you know! Or perhaps you're simply a fool. You should really be more careful who you decide to follow home after a night of drinks... after all, one moment of poor judgement on a night like tonight is all it took [He points to the brooch pinned to his chest.] for me to earn this little trinket of mine.

[thetaintedsorrow]

[God damn it, even in his drunken state it’s easy for Chuuya to see that Mephisto is sobering up at an impressive rate. Looks like he’s the only one who’ll be waking up hungover. Though, surprisingly enough, Chuuya feels much more pleasantly warm that sick or dizzy now that he’s in a soft, comfy bed.

Chuuya eyes the brooch glittering in the low light of the room.]

It’s no fun if there’s not a little risk involved.

[Besides, in Chuuya’s mind, if Mephisto wanted him dead he would’ve killed him that first night.

He’s definitely curious now, and he reaches out to trace the brooch with a gloved finger.]

What happened?

[meinwaifu]

They used a young man with whom I'd had a night very much like this one in the past to lure me out in the open. I never did find out what became of him... it's quite the shame. He was rather pretty, after all.

[And yet he sounds a bit disconnected when he talks about it -- like he's talking about someone's dog who ran away, rather than a previous lover who disappeared under mysterious circumstances. But in this case, it's not to mask any unspoken trauma -- he's just not terribly invested in the people he fucks, typically.]

[That is, unless they're particularly interesting. And he already knew Chuuya was far more than a pretty face. Which, vague drunkenness aside, is one of the only reasons he's talking about this at all.]

The rest-- well, I'm sure you've heard the rumors. It was a very unpleasant experience.

[thetaintedsorrow]

Wow...what a shitty tactic.

[Sounds like something a certain mafia boss would do to further his own ambitions. Not that Chuuya is a saint, but he’s never deliberately manipulated anyone in such a shitty way. That’s not how he likes to play ball.

Chuuya nods. He knows very well the awfulness of those kidnappings. His very own housemates had suffered dearly from it.]

Yeah. Couple of people I know came back changed in ways nobody should.

[Emotionally speaking.

Chuuya, still pleasantly drunk, reaches up trace a gloved finger over one of Mephisto’s pointed ears curiously.]

So who and what are you, exactly?

[meinwaifu]

["Changed in ways nobody should" was one hell of a way of putting it. Mephisto himself would agree that he likely falls under that category as well, but he's certainly not close enough to Chuuya to talk on that level of emotional intimacy yet. And so, with a soft hum, he lets the topic fall to the side.]

Fufu, I suppose I've stalled for long enough, haven't I? [He leans his head against Chuuya's hand, encouraging him to keep touching and petting at him more.]

Tell me, Mr. Nakahara-- do you believe in gods?

[thetaintedsorrow]

[He supposes he can keep rubbing Mephisto’s ear with one hand and sliding his fingers through his hair with the other. It’s kind of relaxing, honestly.

That question gives him pause. Oh, if only the people around him knew the thing that gave him his ability, and how it came about.]

Like the Christian god? No. Some omnipotent being sitting in the clouds watching people suffer and not doing a goddamn thing about it? Fuck that.

[He glances questioningly at Mephisto.]

Are you saying you’re a god?

[Seriously? Of course Mephisto is fucking with him. He has to be.]

[meinwaifu]

[There's an irony here in that Chuuya literally just described the Natha -- but he won't say anything about it, simply snickering to himself.]

Now, that depends on who you ask. There were certainly times in the past when I was worshipped and revered as a god.

[He reaches up to take one of Chuuya's hands by the wrist, pressing it down against the mattress.]

Just as there were times when I was beloved and feared as an Angel of death.

[And he takes his other wrist, doing the same as he looms over Chuuya, leaning in closer as he flashes a toothy grin.]

But these days... those who know of me simply know me as a demon.

[thetaintedsorrow]

[He might put two and two together on that if he weren’t drunk.

Contrary to his loud nature, Chuuya remains silent as Mephisto speaks, listening intently to his answer. It could very well all be bullshit, but as his wrists are pinned to the bed and Mephisto looms over him, Chuuya is inclined to believe it. After all, he’d faced down Lovecraft, an actual eldritch being that turned out to be Cthulhu, so why wouldn’t demons exist?

That toothy grin is met with a little smirk of Chuuya’s own.]

That so? Makes sense.

[The powers, the teeth, the ears, it totally makes sense.

And it’s honestly pretty hot.]

And your real name?

[meinwaifu]

Oh, I've gone by many names... even in this world, Faust isn't the only name I've used.

[He shifts himself subtly, moving so one of his legs is now settled between both of Chuuya's. And once there, he uses the opportunity to press his thigh upward, putting just a bit of pressure against his cock.]

But my real name is Samael.

[He grinds his leg upward this time, leaning in to steal Chuuya's lips with his own. Surely they were both lucid enough to continue now? Even if Mephisto kind of regretted not keeping him in the bar to play with.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[The light pressure between Chuuya’s legs is enough to drag him out of his sleepy, now only slightly buzzed state, and he makes a low noise of approval in his throat. He’s definitely lucid enough to fuck, if a bit dreamy still.

There’s something in the way Mephisto says his true name that sends little shivers up Chuuya’s spine, and while the man looming over him could very well destroy him if he wished, Chuuya makes no move to throw him off. Instead he returns the kiss, the lazy movement of his lips against Mephisto’s quickly turning heated as he drags his teeth along the other’s bottom lip.

When he speaks it’s in a breathy whisper:]

Is that what I should call you?

[meinwaifu]

Call me whatever you like. Though I wouldn't recommend calling a demon's true name recklessly.

[He shifts Chuuya's hands up over his head, allowing him to hold both wrists in place with one hand. It would be easy enough to summon up a bit of rope to tie him down, but for now, he's making a show of just how much physical strength he has over Chuuya. Unless Chuuya used his powers right now, he'd find it hard to even budge against the hand holding him down.]

Fufu... but with just how obedient you're being right now... [He reaches down with his newly freed hand and slides two fingers underneath the choker around Chuuya's neck, giving it a bit of a tug as he switches to a slightly more mocking-tone.] Perhaps I should have you call me master?

[And here we see Mephisto, still unable to decide whether he wants to turn him on or piss him off. Either way, that little bit of teasing is accompanied by rubbing his thigh between Chuuya's legs, not really being subtle in trying to get him aroused.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

That so?

[That’s certainly one hell of a grip Mephisto has on him, though Chuuya is confident that he could most certainly break free if he wanted to. He’s a force to be reckoned with, after all, considering just how riled up Mephisto managed to get him last time, and there’s nothing stopping him from using his ability again if he so desires. It’s just that, maybe, just maybe, he enjoys being dominated every once in a while...

The tug on his collar is much like a poke to a caged animal, however, and Chuuya shoots Mephisto a defiant look.]

You’re gonna have to try a lot harder than that to get me to call you master.

[Chuuya says as he absentmindedly grinds down against Mephisto’s thigh. He’s already well on his way to becoming fully hard, and he puts on an eager little display by arching his back off the bed and giving a languid little roll of his hips.]

[meinwaifu]

[Chuuya's answer gets a snicker out of Mephisto -- so it's still a possibility, huh? Somehow that just excites him all the more, encouraging him to lean down and pepper rough kisses up along Chuuya's neck. He gives his ear a light nip before speaking lowly into it--]

Says the one grinding against my leg like a dog in heat.

[His words are followed by Mephisto bucking up his leg, pressing harder against the bulge he can feel that's no doubt already starting to tent Chuuya's pants.]

But just what are you thinking about right now? Are you hoping I'll put you on your hands and knees and fuck you until I've had my fill? Or maybe... are you a little disappointed that we don't have an audience anymore? You seemed so eager to go for a ride back at the bar, after all.

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[thetaintedsorrow]

[Chuuya shivers, his body alight with sensation, a lovely mix of anticipation and yearning clouding his mind. The kisses to his neck stir his arousal like brewing storm clouds, and that little nip to his ear is like the first flash of lightning before the downpour. He grunts in pleasure as Mephisto presses into him harder, the friction between them more than enough to get him fully hard.

There’s a defiant little curl of his lip as Mephisto compares him to a dog, but is he really that far off the mark?]

You sure do like to hear yourself talk...

[Not that Chuuya minds in the slightest; he’s a sucker for dirty talk, especially when it’s spoken in such a devilishly smooth voice. He’s just being difficult, because what fun is it if he doesn’t present a challenge to his partner?]

I’m thinking that I can do more than just lay here if you let me up.

[Chuuya is no passive pillow princess, and it shows when he unexpectedly sinks his teeth into the side of Mephisto’s neck. It’s certainly not a gentle bite, and it should get the message across that Chuuya is more wild, untamed stray than obedient lapdog.]

[meinwaifu]

[That bite to his neck is unexpected, and Mephisto groans aloud at the feeling of teeth against his skin. His neck was sensitive, and he certainly loved a good bite now and then -- hell, he's probably developed a nice vampire fetish by now for how often he enjoyed Reign nibbling at his neck.]

Oh? Looking to fight back, are we? [He was right that Mephisto loved a challenge. But he also loved being challenged. And right now, he could tell Chuuya was angling for something in exchange for a bit more freedom.]

[But for all that Mephisto was happy to give it to him, he needed to earn it first.]

Then why do you sound as if you're asking my permission?

[If Chuuya wanted something, shouldn't he just take it? Mephisto may have the advantage in brute strength, but that's not all Chuuya had at his disposal.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[That little poke is all Chuuya needs to snap out of his relaxed state. The funny thing about Chuuya Nakahara is that riling him up almost always pays off, though there’s always the danger of having an angry little man kick you in the face.

Right now though, he’s not thinking of anything but getting what he wants.]

Like hell I’m asking for permission!

[Chuuya’s body is suddenly surrounded by a red glow that Mephisto should recognize means he’s about to get very, very feisty. Despite Mephisto’s brute strength, Chuuya uses the point of contact between them to make Mephisto light enough to break his hold before using his own borderline inhuman strength to flip their positions.

Ahh, it’s always so satisfying to be on top. Chuuya keeps a hand on Mephisto, and he’ll find that he feels ten times heavier than usual.]

I’ll show you exactly what I can do.

[Depending on whether Mephisto plays nice, Chuuya will gladly show him a good time. But then there’s his suit in the way...

Chuuya huffs.]

Can’t you snap your clothes off or something??

[meinwaifu]

[Mephisto can't help a playful little laugh as he's so easily flipped over, not even bothering to fight it when he sees Chuuya using his powers to achieve it. He makes a point to stretch his arms up over his head, letting Chuuya think he's got him nicely pinned down... but it's not like Mephisto needed to move to mess with him.]

Hmm, I suppose if I wanted to, I could. [But he doesn't want to-- is the implication here. For a number of reasons, really.] But you hardly need to strip me down to have a little fun, yes? Unless of course...

[And without moving a muscle, suddenly the buttons of Chuuya's shirt slowly start popping open one by one. His pants start unbuttoning and unzipping in much the same way, entirely hands free.] You're the sort of person who enjoys showing a bit of skin?

[thetaintedsorrow]

Wha-

[Oh what the fuck, he’s being magically undressed. He really shouldn’t be surprised at this point, considering that “Faust” just confessed to being a demon, but still, it’s bizarre as hell to feel his zipper being undone without a single finger being laid on him. His clothes come off one by one until he’s stripped down to his underwear, and Chuuya just kind of watches in awe for a moment before finally making a move.]

Neat trick.

[Chuuya slides his hands over Mephisto’s still covered thighs with a playful smirk.]

Guess I need to step up my game.

[Chuuya works open Mephisto’s pants before mouthing at him through the thin fabric of his underwear. This is the part he didn’t get to indulge in last time, and damned if he isn’t good at it. Blue eyes fix on Mephisto’s face as he finally tugs down his underwear with his teeth, freeing his cock if he’ll allow it.]

Are you gonna sit back and let me suck you off or pull out more tricks?

[meinwaifu]

[It's a nice sight, and definitely a power-move to have Chuuya almost completely nude sitting up on his waist like that. There's even a little additional showing off, his clothing being neatly folded over on the other side of the room or hung up on hangars in the closet... there's no need to pretend that he isn't some super powerful being anymore, after all. For as much as it might seem a bit hasty to trust someone he's only met a few times with that information, he feels he has a pretty good read on the sort of person Chuuya is.]

[He grins as he sees Chuuya moving lower, resting his hand on his chin and propping himself up a bit to have a better view.]

Fufu, you say that as if you wouldn't enjoy a few more tricks tonight... but please, don't let me stop you.

[He's not quite fully hard yet, but damn if he isn't getting there, being pawed at like this. If Chuuya was that eager to suck his cock, who was he to deny him the privilege?]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[Chuuya can’t say he doesn’t appreciate the extra little treat of having his clothes hung up and folded. They’re expensive and custom-tailored, after all! The whole demon thing certainly doesn’t bug him when it’s used like this...or in other, more risqué ways.

Besides, he’s fought literal monsters before, so this really isn’t all that bizarre.

Chuuya answers that taunt by licking a hot, wet trail up the underside of Mephisto’s cock, the heat and weight of it on his tongue a turn-on in itself. He’s always been rather talented with his mouth, after all, and he can’t help but show off a little as he dips his tongue into the slit.

Good thing his hat got put away so that he can be on full display.]

[meinwaifu]

[And what a display it is. It actually wasn't all that often that Mephisto sat back and let someone suck him off like this, usually preferring to take a more active role in encouraging it. It was a nice change of pace without being too weirdly intimate -- and he certainly can't deny that Chuuya didn't look damn good down there, lavishing his cock with his tongue. ]

[The first lick has him letting out a soft but sharp gasp, which all too quickly melts into a groan. After shifting his legs to give Chuuya a bit more room, he reaches down to brush a few strands of hair away from Chuuya's face, letting him feel just the slightest scrape of his nails against his scalp as he does.]

[But should he let him have all the control? Well, he can certainly wait and see what Chuuya has in mind before he makes an decisions to start turning the tables on him just yet.]

[thetaintedsorrow]

[As long as Mephisto stays relatively still Chuuya will keep going, eventually sucking the head of his cock into his mouth to give him a taste of what he can do. The nails on his scalp make him shiver, the promise of a bit of pain with his pleasure far too enticing to pass up. It works wonders for Chuuya’s enthusiasm, and he slides Mephisto’s cock further into his mouth and swallows around it, giving him a feel for the wonderful wet heat of his mouth.

And then he swallows more, takes him deeper, until he’s nearly swallowed him to the hilt. Chuuya’s mouth is a hell of a thing, and he’s not afraid to use it; he slowly begins bobbing his head up and down, alternating between sucking and licking that hot length.

His free hand wanders down between his own legs to rub at his own straining erection, and Mephisto will feel a nice groan around his cock as Chuuya slowly starts becoming more and more shameless..]

[meinwaifu]

[Chuuya's throat feels so hot and tight around his cock, that swallow having him seeing stars already. His hand in Chuuya's hair is mostly aimless for now, but when he sinks down lower to take him deeper into his throat, his grip abruptly tightens, damn near holding him there for a few seconds.]

[He groans again when Chuuya starts to move, but it's so slow! The desire to simply grab him and fuck up into his throat is there, but for now, he lets Chuuya stay in control.]

[...or at least, until he sees that hand slip down between his legs, making Mephisto grin.]

Haa... having fun down there? [He's already breathing heavier, definitely enjoying the show.] You know, there are ways for us to both get what we want.