( Fear spikes up with the pain and pleasure: Eli could very easily rip out his throat if he had a mind to. Feeling Eli grind himself against Ko's thigh makes him brace his foot down, more solidly against the couch, lifting him a little.
He's panting even at that, eyes screwed shut. )
Eli, I ... ( He swallows hard, his hips restless beneath him. The fear in tandem with his arousal is potent; surely Eli can feel it. ) Please, it aches.
[That fear stokes a pleasurable burn of power in Eli. The fear has a flavour of arousal, of enjoyment. It's fucking delicious, and he wants more. He can tell by Ko's face and his breathing that he's enjoying this part, too.]
No. Not yet.
[His tone is gruff and a little urgent. He levitates off of Ko and stands. His tentacle wraps around the handle of his backpack, and his hand extends to Ko.]
( Being told no is a first in a situation like this; Ko would've bratted if he had that in him for Eli, but he just lets himself stand with help, moving through the apartment to lead him to his bedroom.
It's decorated much the same as the rest of the apartment, kept clean. He seats himself on the bed's edge, watching Eli carefully.
Then he sheds his shirt and his binder, exposing the faint swell of his chest. )
[Eli looks around the room, wondering absently if Ko and Atsuhide share this room. If they fuck in here. He also notes places Ko could be tied- any bedposts or legs, mostly. Ko undressing catches his eye again, and he watches.
Beautiful.]
Good. Bottoms too.
[Leisurely, he unbuttons his own shirt and discards it, leaving his tight black undershirt on, along with all of his jewelry. The lighting in here is better than it had been the first time they hooked up, and tattoos can be seen all over him, except on his extremities where his skin is totally black and obscures them. The mutations he'd gotten from the Katalyth incident seem to have corrected themselves now.
He walks slowly over to Ko, and while standing in front of him, tips his chin up with his fingers.]
So pretty.
[Eli kisses him, soft and sweet.]
I want to pull you apart. I want to make you shake and cry.
( Ko does as he's told, shedding the rest of his clothes. When Eli does the same his hands both move — making like he wants to run his hands all over him, to ... well, worship.
Settling instead for one hand at Eli's wrist and the other on his hip, he returns that kiss. The words — they're as intoxicating as they are arousing. )
I ... want that too.
( He admits, voice a whisper. )
I don't know what you're doing to me entirely, Eli, but I like it.
[Elijah doesn't entirely know what he's doing either. He's figuring it out as he goes, but that's the fun of it. Discovering what things they both like, and how far he can take this.
He grabs Ko's head in both hands then and kisses him more aggressively, like he's trying to draw Ko's very soul out through his mouth and consume it. As he breaks it, he bites and pulls on Ko's lower lip again, then gazes at the way it's becoming red and a little swollen from the abuse. It makes him look cuter. He looks at the bloody spot on his neck, a red bruise forming beneath in the shape of Eli's bite. Beautiful, the contrast of red and purple on his pale skin.
He goes to his backpack.]
Let's tie you, shall we?
[He pulls out the soft cotton black rope, and a pair of scissors. He hums, looking at Ko and the bed again, thinking of what he wants to do.]
Fold your arms behind your back for me. Wrists to elbows.
( Ko melts at the kiss, the bite, going slack near entirely in his hands. Jolting a little at the bite, letting Eli swallow down his moan, he's both scared and excited for whatever he has planned.
Thankfully, the bed has a headboard he could tie him to, thin wooden slats, but he does as he's told, turning a little for easier access.
That warm feeling in his middle is new, but he's unsure he can put words to it, hazy as his mind is.
[Eli considered tying him spread-eagle, but he moreso likes the idea of putting him on his knees later on.]
Good. There's something called a safeword, something either of us can say to stop what's happening if we need to. Should be something weird you'd never say during sex. Any ideas?
[He talks through this as he wraps the rope around each of Ko's wrists, tying them to his elbows.]
... Banshi. It's a word that gets thrown around a lot by someone very dear to me.
( So much so that it's the first thing he thinks of when it comes to something he'd never say. He tests the binds a little, shifting just to feel the soft cotton against his skin. That warmth doubles in volume under his sternum, in his belly. )
You could probably ... get me to do anything right now.
( His voice, notably, sounds a bit softer. Nearly mumbled. )
( That smirk is to die for; Ko moves to do as he's told, looking up at Eli warmly, lovingly. More like he's just appreciating a quiet moment between them, less like he's about to get railed with his hands tied behind his back. )
[Eli smiles faintly back at him, a warm appraisal in his eyes, and pets his hair.]
Good boy. So cute.
[He kisses Ko's cheek, and then works down to his neck again, putting both hands on the chest that's now bared to him, thumbs circling his nipples. He bites the unscathed side of Ko's neck, for good measure, and then his mouth moves beneath his collarbone, nipping there.]
( The good boy makes him melt a little, but he's jolting again at the bite, at the attention to his nipples. Cunt pulsing near painfully, trying to bite back his noises purely out of instinct, for fear of being too much. )
Handead sensitivity is ... going to be the end of me ...
[Eli's hungry mouth moves down to Ko's nipples as his hands drift to his waist and hips, grabbing there. His tongue laps at the soft skin, circling the way his thumbs did, and then he nips and sucks at the bud, feeling it harden on his tongue.]
( His fists clench uselessly in his binds, arching his back up into Eli's mouth. As he was told, he lets himself moan, though it's more breath and whimpers from the back of his throat than anything loud.
He spreads his legs out wider where he kneels, slick down his thighs. )
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Date: 2026-03-27 06:50 pm (UTC)From:He's panting even at that, eyes screwed shut. )
Eli, I ... ( He swallows hard, his hips restless beneath him. The fear in tandem with his arousal is potent; surely Eli can feel it. ) Please, it aches.
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Date: 2026-03-28 04:00 am (UTC)From:No. Not yet.
[His tone is gruff and a little urgent. He levitates off of Ko and stands. His tentacle wraps around the handle of his backpack, and his hand extends to Ko.]
Up. Take me to your room.
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Date: 2026-03-28 05:16 am (UTC)From:It's decorated much the same as the rest of the apartment, kept clean. He seats himself on the bed's edge, watching Eli carefully.
Then he sheds his shirt and his binder, exposing the faint swell of his chest. )
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Date: 2026-03-28 06:32 am (UTC)From:Beautiful.]
Good. Bottoms too.
[Leisurely, he unbuttons his own shirt and discards it, leaving his tight black undershirt on, along with all of his jewelry. The lighting in here is better than it had been the first time they hooked up, and tattoos can be seen all over him, except on his extremities where his skin is totally black and obscures them. The mutations he'd gotten from the Katalyth incident seem to have corrected themselves now.
He walks slowly over to Ko, and while standing in front of him, tips his chin up with his fingers.]
So pretty.
[Eli kisses him, soft and sweet.]
I want to pull you apart. I want to make you shake and cry.
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Date: 2026-03-28 11:02 am (UTC)From:Settling instead for one hand at Eli's wrist and the other on his hip, he returns that kiss. The words — they're as intoxicating as they are arousing. )
I ... want that too.
( He admits, voice a whisper. )
I don't know what you're doing to me entirely, Eli, but I like it.
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Date: 2026-03-28 07:55 pm (UTC)From:[Elijah doesn't entirely know what he's doing either. He's figuring it out as he goes, but that's the fun of it. Discovering what things they both like, and how far he can take this.
He grabs Ko's head in both hands then and kisses him more aggressively, like he's trying to draw Ko's very soul out through his mouth and consume it. As he breaks it, he bites and pulls on Ko's lower lip again, then gazes at the way it's becoming red and a little swollen from the abuse. It makes him look cuter. He looks at the bloody spot on his neck, a red bruise forming beneath in the shape of Eli's bite. Beautiful, the contrast of red and purple on his pale skin.
He goes to his backpack.]
Let's tie you, shall we?
[He pulls out the soft cotton black rope, and a pair of scissors. He hums, looking at Ko and the bed again, thinking of what he wants to do.]
Fold your arms behind your back for me. Wrists to elbows.
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Date: 2026-03-28 08:11 pm (UTC)From:Thankfully, the bed has a headboard he could tie him to, thin wooden slats, but he does as he's told, turning a little for easier access.
That warm feeling in his middle is new, but he's unsure he can put words to it, hazy as his mind is.
He eyes over the scissors, though. )
I feel a bit odd ... Not in a bad way.
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Date: 2026-03-30 02:24 am (UTC)From:Good. There's something called a safeword, something either of us can say to stop what's happening if we need to. Should be something weird you'd never say during sex. Any ideas?
[He talks through this as he wraps the rope around each of Ko's wrists, tying them to his elbows.]
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Date: 2026-03-30 02:48 am (UTC)From:... Banshi. It's a word that gets thrown around a lot by someone very dear to me.
( So much so that it's the first thing he thinks of when it comes to something he'd never say. He tests the binds a little, shifting just to feel the soft cotton against his skin. That warmth doubles in volume under his sternum, in his belly. )
You could probably ... get me to do anything right now.
( His voice, notably, sounds a bit softer. Nearly mumbled. )
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Date: 2026-03-30 05:02 am (UTC)From:[He doesn't know what it means, but he doesn't really need to. It's not something he'd ever say during sex, so it works.]
Not too tight?
[He asks as he fastens the knot, slipping two fingers under the rope to ensure it's not going to cut off circulation or pinch him.]
Oh yeah?
[A smirk spreads on his face a little. He's willing to test that theory.]
Kneel right here. Facing me.
[He taps his fingertips on the very edge of the bed.]
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Date: 2026-03-30 05:25 am (UTC)From:( That smirk is to die for; Ko moves to do as he's told, looking up at Eli warmly, lovingly. More like he's just appreciating a quiet moment between them, less like he's about to get railed with his hands tied behind his back. )
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Date: 2026-03-31 01:09 am (UTC)From:Good boy. So cute.
[He kisses Ko's cheek, and then works down to his neck again, putting both hands on the chest that's now bared to him, thumbs circling his nipples. He bites the unscathed side of Ko's neck, for good measure, and then his mouth moves beneath his collarbone, nipping there.]
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Date: 2026-03-31 02:03 am (UTC)From:Handead sensitivity is ... going to be the end of me ...
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Date: 2026-03-31 02:42 am (UTC)From:[Eli's hungry mouth moves down to Ko's nipples as his hands drift to his waist and hips, grabbing there. His tongue laps at the soft skin, circling the way his thumbs did, and then he nips and sucks at the bud, feeling it harden on his tongue.]
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Date: 2026-03-31 05:38 pm (UTC)From:( His fists clench uselessly in his binds, arching his back up into Eli's mouth. As he was told, he lets himself moan, though it's more breath and whimpers from the back of his throat than anything loud.
He spreads his legs out wider where he kneels, slick down his thighs. )
It aches ...