GENJI BANZAI



Things Hizamaru Has Shown His Anija After Learning (Upset Edition):
- the boutique clothes
- bubble bath
- aquarium
- the sunset and stars by the pool
- the fucking ahegao gun makes human noises but doesn't have a human form??? ANIJA?
- the arcade bc it's cool
- what chocobos and spiracorns look like from a book in the library from prompto's world
- the fucking heelys
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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.
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[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.
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[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.
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[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.
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[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....
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[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.
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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....?
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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.]
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[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.
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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.
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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.
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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.
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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]
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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.]
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[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.]
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(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.]
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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]
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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.]
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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]
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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.]
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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]
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He gets so unfortunately excited, he squeezes Higekiri's throat briefly before snatching his hand away and sliding it over. Instead, it squeezes Higekiri's chest, and he rubs two fingers over one of the nipples. Desperately, he pulls at Higekiri's cock, though it's really his own lap that's burning painfully.
The knot between his stomach and his groin is unfurling. His arms and legs ache stiffly, and he doesn't even feel it in this moment. It's only Hizamaru by his ear and Higekiri in his lap. And it happens, what he wants to happen, very suddenly and with not much warning. Having stamina is difficult when locked in a room for nine hours under the judging stares and aphrodisiac.
All at once, he squeezes Higekiri in his arms, freezing for half a second before continuing his quick thrusts. No dramatics to his finish; he is soft and focused and quiet except for the strained and stuttered moan that slips out of him.]
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it never really mattered to him what other people said - and it matters even less now when there's only the dizzying heat and the feeling of being so entirely taken care of that encompasses his body. when hizamaru finishes, higekiri presses close, kissing at his throat even as he moans out that last noise and he placing his own hand over hizamaru's to claim his pleasure. he ensures that he gets pumped to completion too until he comes undone all the same, spilling onto hizamaru's hand -
and then he sighs as he comes down from his high, because he's already thinking about how they need to get clean.
he gets off of hizamaru's lap - but only briefly, really, so that he can turn around and loop his arms around his neck and pull him in closer for a proper kiss that he was missing, lazily licking into his mouth as he falls back on the bed and
probably means to take the both of them down because he wants to cuddle]
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But it's fine.
He holds Higekiri until the brother begins to move, drawing a soft grunt from him. His arms loose and part, one held out with the hand and fingers up, messy, the other balancing on Higekiri's hip. He's already dizzy, and the kiss is worse. He tries to keep up as best he can, thinks he has vertigo until he realizes they're tumbling over.]
Wait, elder broth--
[He follows, sliding his arm out to keep the messy hand from smearing on Higekiri's skin.] Elder brother... [It's hard to catch his breath, but he kisses Higekiri's jaw and neck anyway, and then he rests his forehead there.]
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it's fine.
for now higekiri feels all lazy and warm, pressing another kiss to hiza's face before cuddling in contentedly. this is the best part of being human and the whole fucking coitus thing as far as he's concerned]
That was fun.
[he's still catching his breath it's fine...]
We'll have to get clean before we see everyone else.
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