leggymaru | GENJI BANZAI

[hi

even as they walk out of the ballroom

hige is still fighting with the ball gag

you're move]

[He glances--pauses, and then reaches up to smooth his slender fingers around the gag to get it out of Higekiri's mouth. But almost immediately, he puts his own mouth there, a hungry and deep kiss. When he pulls back, very certainly, he says:]

I'm going to have sex with you.

[And then he puts the gag back into Higekiri's mouth and attaches it like before. He takes Higekiri by the back of the neck, not a grab, but a curl of his hand, and guides the brother back to the extra fuck room.]

[oh.

and just like that, higekiri meets his brother for the kiss because he went multiple hours consumed with lust and given nothing - so a kiss is more than welcome, even though horny is a disease. it's when the gag is put back into his mouth that something sharp and almost irritated flashes in his eyes—

but for now he'll let his brother guide him, letting them both into the spare fuck room with his clamshell]

[Niisan will just have to be irritated. Hizamaru leads him back without much else to say, waits for the door to be opened, and then gently bullies Higekiri inside.

He files flush against Higekiri's front, walking the brother backward to the bed, his eyes focused on Higekiri's face without wavering, holding it. When they bump the edge of the bed, he reaches up to remove the gag and drop it on the floor.] I want to hear the noises you make. [He brings Higekiri's face to him to kiss him deep and explore his mouth.

And then he pushes the brother back onto the bed by the jaws; he stays standing so he can carefully begin to remove his own clothes.]

I will have you this time.

[well that's something, isn't it. higekiri almost wonders if this is an effect of the poison, of the antidote, for his cute little brother to turn so aggressive with him. his gaze is sharpened, almost daring hizamaru to continue - and there's just a laugh as his back finds purchase on the bed, endlessly entertained.

his eyes remain on his brother as he undressed, even as higekiri mirrors the movement. he casts aside his jacket, undoes the buttons of his shirt, and smiles - cutting at the edges]

You must be feeling better - to state what you want from me so plainly.

This body is repairing.

[When all the clothes are cast to the floor, he climbs onto the bed and up between Higekiri's legs. No hungry kisses this time, only pointed, firm ones on the corner of the mouth, the jaw, the neck.] I want to make you feel good, elder brother. But I want to feel good, too. No matter what they say. [At the dip in Higekiri's clavicle, he pauses and lifts his head.]

I'm worried we missed something today.

Oh? What’s on your mind?

[it’s asked in an exhale as he shifts - making it easier for hizamaru to have more access against his neck, even if it’s already been marked up and kiss bitten for the past week. why not add some new ones?

his fingers press down the skin of hizamaru’s back - up until his fingers angle, nails scraping down skin instead, pulling him closer still]

Come - let’s feel good together.

Muzet-san.

[His chest and stomach drop into a soft, low arch, encouraging the nails to swoop down the skin of his back. He gives Higekiri a kind of humming growl of enjoyment.] I'm ready to please you. [Even though he was pulled close, he leans back and makes space between them, reaching up to take Higekiri by the arm and get the brother to roll over beneath him.]

Turn.

Ah - because she seemed to be experiencing similar effects of the poison to you?

[he’ll accept it though - turning as his brother encourages him to, even though he’s admittedly looking over his shoulder almost immediately.

.... he also grabs onto a pillow to make himself comfortable, that’s the next thing that he does. letting his head fall against it as he looks back at hizamaru with lidded eyes]

Though this makes it hard for me to return the favor, you know....

I know. Let me make you feel good.

[Once Higekiri is turned over, he leans forward and plants his lips on the back of Higekiri's neck right at the blonde hairline, offering it fond kisses. Down, down, until he gets to the first hill of the spine and he can nip it with his teeth. Idly, while he works:]

Muzet-san seemed to be poisoned, [Both of his hands come to rest on Higekiri's hips. The thumbs rub circles along the skin, and then the fingers knead the skin.] but... I wondered how if Zero-san wasn't also poisoned.

Unless Zero-san had also taken an antidote. Muzet-san wasn't close to Aizawa-san.

[there’s just a slightest laugh at that - even as he hums a pleased note under the attention. he presses his face into the pillow momentarily just because he wants to make his brother work a bit harder before he gets to know how his actions affect higekiri - ]

How close did... um, Zero get to the body? Was she further away during the investigation than the both of you?

[he sounds just a little bit more distracted - but he tries to keep up the thread of conversation]

That would have made.... four antidotes in the shop....?

[He is not Hizamaru if he isn’t dutifully working for his brother.

One shoulder blade is doted by kisses; the other shoulder blade is given sharp nips of teeth.] Mm. If Zero-san has taken one, yes. [The spine gets his tongue. A short, lapping line of just the tip, feeling one or two or three nodules of the spine downward.]

But Escha-san said she remembers Aizawa-san attacking her.

[His hands move from Higekiri’s waist to the tops of the thighs as he shifts back to accommodate his downward quest.]

Ah... Her memory was affected by... something else she did, right? Did we confirm who might've been the one to kill um... the other two?

[he was able to remember their names during trial because it was being repeated every five seconds, but we're running out of luck here. especially given the way that he both sighs against his brother's attention and takes brief, sharp inhales of breath the lower that he goes. his fingers curl into the sheets of the mattress and he thinks idly that maybe he could feel a bit more patient if he wasn't suffering from the horny disease.]

It'd be a shame... if there was another murderer still present among us.

[His hot breath hums over Higekiri's back when he acknowledges the question.] The clue--two can keep a secret. Junpei-san thinks Chuuya-san and Logy-san may have been the two. [He pauses, hovering with his lips brushing by the back of Higekiri's ribs.]

If there is another murderer, though... Perhaps Escha-san is one of the two. When we accused her, she'll be exorcized. She won't be able to tell the secret.

[After a moment, he continues, dragging his bites and his mouth down the soft arch of Higekiri's lower back. He kisses the starting crest of the hips, hands kneading the backs of the thighs. But he is too impatient to go farther. He crawls forward over Higekiri again, offering a bite to the back of the brother's neck before he rests his jaw on the shoulder so he can see Higekiri's face.]

I'm going to talk to Junpei-san later, elder brother.

[it probably isn't a surprise that after all of hizamaru's hard work, higekiri's face is gently flushed and the look in his eyes more than just a little bit turned on - and yet he just offers a smile once hizamaru comes back closer to him again. his own hand comes up to curl into his hair, pulling ever so slightly just to add that hint of pain, and he presses their lips together hungrily.

when he pulls away, it's not without biting at hizamaru's lips first, just a little admonishingly]

That is - later, isn't it?

[he's pretty sure he'd cut hizamaru down again if he left him in this state,

but then he'll make up for it with an affectionate nuzzle against his brother's cheek]

Mm... I'll say hello to um... Escha. And see if others are alright. Her loss will be a heavy one for them.

[His body sinks somewhat down over Higekiri's back without smothering, and he falls right into the other mouth. Between them, his hum rumbles; it's unfortunate how much he enjoys the roughness.]

Later.

[There's too much heat in his face and his thighs for him to even consider abandoning Higekiri right now to go talk, of all things. His head tips into the nuzzle, and then slips down so he can offer one of his own into the back of Higekiri's neck.] Later, [he repeats into the skin.

The neck is given a kiss, and then he sits up to reach for the bottle he's become accustomed to grabbing. When he has it, he sits back on his heels and brushes the other hand over Higekiri's waist.]

Sit up and lie against me. Let me take care of you.

[good enough for him - he likes the attention, and even though he knows that they both must depart later in order to accomplish the rest of their mission, he doesn't see anything wrong with answering a need that he'd been left craving for hours at a time during their trial.

he'll move to follow instructions, though not without a tease as he rests against hizamaru, his fingers still threading through his hair. they remain gentle for the moment.]

So comfortable giving directions...

Should I call you Captain for a bit?

[captain of the bedroom sounds stupid and i hope that hiza wishes he kept the ball gag in his brother's mouth]

[Damn. He's trying his best to be a bit more assertive, and all he gets for it is a hot, flushed face and an almost whine. He shoves some of his face into the crook of HIgekiri's neck, but not enough he can't see what he's doing between them below when he encourages Higekiri to arch at the lower back.]

I should practice, so... I can follow in your footsteps later. I'll take care of you, elder brother.

[In his palm, he squeezes the lube generously without being messy, and he drops the bottle over beside them. While he covers himself, he finally shifts his face and hooks his chin over Higekiri's shoulder.] I didn't prepare you, elder brother, but please accept me anyway. [He places his free hand on Higekiri's hip and guides the brother back between his legs.]

Hm...? Mm, sure, that's fine I suppose.

[it'll be funny when after this it is definitely not that fine.

but it's okay!! because for right now he's happy that even when hizamaru tries to be more forward and demanding with him, he still gets to see such a cute face. he arches as directed, letting himself rest against hizamaru. but not without first turning his head so that he can pepper kisses all over his face, brief and affectionate]

Handle me well - um...

[his name has eluded him because hizamaru hasn't reminded him. unfortunate.]

[What the hell, right in front of his boner!] Hi-Hizamaru, elder brother! [It's practically a whimper, and he buries it in Higekiri's neck. Give him a moment! He won't cry maybe, even if he's feel so utterly frustrated by everything right now. Despite all the wonderful kisses he's getting.

(They only serve to make him more embarrassed.)]

Come back. I'm entering.

[No one ever gave him a run-down of how to talk sexy, so he's just going to talk like a sword going into his master's room or whatever. It's fine. His hand guides Higekiri's hips, and he rocks forward. Even with a great helping of lube, it doesn't just pop right in, but it goes better than if they had been lacking. A little at a time. It's hard not to bowl Higekiri over and go at it when he's craving; he takes his time, to be nice to his brother.]

[HE'S ENTERING

this is so funny - higekiri objectively realizes how funny it is. the whimper makes him laugh, even if hizamaru entering him manages to steal his breath away in the next moment. his hand reaches for the back of hizamaru's neck, keeping him close, nails pressing in possessively, sharply. it's just a bit uncomfortable and perhaps this is his revenge.

(even though he'd been the one to say he didn't care if his brother prepared him or not. maybe he should've cared,,)]

Ahah... right - Hiza...

[he got halfway there before he decided he wants a kiss? so he's just going to press their lips together now, hoping to press the small wanting noises he's making into hiza's mouth rather than just letting them make it out into the open]

[The resistance causes him a bit of worried concern, but as he's taking his time, letting Higekiri essentially lead the slide back, he doesn't worry enough to stop. He knows Higekiri will let him know if it's painful.

Once there is no need of his hands for positioning, he folds them away and wraps both arms around Higekiri under the arms. He ghosts the clean fingers up Higekiri's abs and ribs, up to support the chest for now. The other fingers dip down to take Higekiri into his fist, stuttering when Higekiri speaks.

If there's any way to make him any hornier during aphro time, it's almost saying his name.

His surprise is swallowed in the kiss, but he returns it fiercely and hungrily. It isn't punishment that gets him to pump his fist quickly a few times, but reward. The hand on Higekiri's chest slides up more, the fingers twining over the neck under the jaw to bend Higekiri's head back over his shoulder. He bites, rough, the jawline and then the neck.]

[it's not painful - it's exciting. it's not quite the same as a battle, it's not blades crossing against each other, but it's still thrilling in a way that makes higekiri feel as though it's worth coming alive for. every pleased noise he makes is swallowed into the kiss up until their mouths are pulled apart from each other, and his gasp stutters out of his mouth with every bite and pump from hizamaru.

he sinks back further against him until he can move back no further, and then his hips move of their own accord, chasing the pleasure that comes from both hizamaru's hips and hand. there's barely time for adjustment, but it's fine, he feels so dizzy that any sting or discomfort comes second.

when he presses kisses to the side of hiza's face, they're not without teeth, like hige wants to sink his canines into him too.]

Did that make you happy - ?

[he teases more than he asks, even as his teeth finally find purchase at hizamaru's ear, murmuring into the shell of it]

Hizamaru?

[if hiza is going to be conditioned to feeling horny for his brother, hige is going to be conditioned to only remembering his name during sex and that's horrible]

[Teased, clearly, his hand unintentionally gives Higekiri a firm squeeze. Like before, heat rises into his face, and his lashes fall half over his eyes. There's a very quick, heavy knot below his navel; he hasn't felt much of it so intensely before, and he hasn't ever felt it this fast. He knows what it is. He tries not to think about it.

But Higekiri is on his skin and in his ear. The back of his neck and the length of his arms break out in goosebumps. He manages a hoarse,] Yes, [in reply, breath labored. More than simply his face and his thighs get hot. His chest, too, all over the front.

He feels warm and pleased--elated. There isn't anything like hearing Higekiri say his name. He hears it so little, it's like a blessing.

Possessively, he hugs Higekiri against himself and rolls his hips forward to meet the push back. The attempt at a reserved moan is pressed into Higekiri's shoulder; it's loud in his throat. And then he bites, hard, only to offer a few apologetic kisses after.]

[ah, it's so much. the reaction that he manages to pull from hizamaru, the heat that curls in the pit of his stomach, the rush that comes from the bite that manages to pull a choked moan from higekiri's mouth, almost matching with the one that came from hizamaru. they're always matching.

it's for that reason that he trusts hizamaru to match his rhythm as he moves, and even though hiza insisted on taking command this time, higekiri doesn't wait for him to set the pace. he rises and falls, breathes in when hizamaru is close to leaving him entirely, and breathes out in pleased noises and relieved sighs when he sinks back down against him.

but he wants to keep his mouth occupied too, disappointed from the way that it's not quite so easy for him to mark hizamaru in turn. and so he continues to press kisses to wherever he can reach, the side of hiza's face, his jaw, his neck, his hair - murmuring only a brief repetition of his name if it manages to make him so happy]

week 2, saturday

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