Does that make this a fifth wall?

[expiration]

[It's chilly here, wherever here is. It seems to be some kind of Angel village from the looks of it. Probably another hotel room. It's a relief to wade through the throng of winged people find a familiar face. He plucks a feather out of Tsuzuki's wings to get his attention.]

I don't know what this is about, and I don't really want to know. Just take your pants off so we can get out of here, okay?

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[expiration]

The only books there are pornographic. Sometimes cursed too. [He carelessly discards the remainder of his clothes, leaving them piled on the floor as he crawls onto the mattress and spreads his thighs in an open invitation. He's thoroughly forgotten to close the door.]

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki isn't quite as uninhibited as Hisoka is, which is why he blushingly closes the door. Just because Hisoka's feeling daring now, doesn't mean he shouldn't preserve his dignity in the small ways he can. Like turning of the nearest light. Just in case Hisoka returns to his old ways and begins to feel embarrassed.

Tsuzuki crawls into bed, positioning himself between Hisoka's legs. It's making him more nervous than he likes to admit.] That's a shame. I know how much you like to read.

[expiration]

Oh, I still read all of them. I've learned a lot of things. [He toys with himself, happy to rub his cock hard while Tsuzuki watches, assuming it'll help ease off some of that constant nervousness.]

[idealism]

[The nervousness doesn't go away; it transforms into a different sort of tension. Just because he mentally knows this is bad doesn't mean he's immune to being alone in the room with Hisoka while he jerks himself off. He takes hold of Hisoka's wrist, gently pulling his hand away.]

Hey. Uhm. Let me help with that.

[expiration]

[He smiles, spreading his thighs out into a full split.] You can do whatever you want. I trust you.

[idealism]

I trust you, too.

[He brushes his fingertips up Hisoka's thigh, exploring the skin he's been kept away from for so long. For the moment he's content with just exploring, watching Hisoka grow harder from it. The effect it has on his own body is undeniable.]

So... you only had to come once, right?

[expiration]

[Tsuzuki's familiar touch makes his breath hitch, and his fingers clench around the sheets in reply.]

We both do. Usually. I don't know if there's a semen tax or something.

[idealism]

[He really should listen to the small voice that's telling him to run away while he still can, but he's helplessly caught. Hisoka has a side to him that's so sensitive, and to see him so willing and wanting is really difficult for Tsuzuki to resist. He slides his hand up to his chest, continuing to ignore his dick on purpose. He's a little ashamed to notice that he's growing hard already.]

If nothing happens afterwards, then can we try some of my ideas?

[expiration]

[He moans lightly, sinking into Tsuzuki's touch, faint as it is.]

We can do whatever you want. [Because a good fuck is exactly what will work. He's sure of it.]

[idealism]

[He claims Hisoka's mouth, his kiss urgent and pleading. It's wonderful that he's so loud. For some reason Tsuzuki thought Hisoka would be too timid to make a sound, but this is so much better.]

Thank you.

[expiration]

[He returns the kiss with a level of neediness. This togetherness is something he's come to crave more than he's willing to admit.]

Go faster. Please.

[idealism]

[Tsuzuki approves, tugging him closer. Lube is, for the moment, completely gone from his mind. Instead he runs his fingers through Hisoka's hair, his actions having an edge of impatience, even though he tries his hardest to take his time. Frustratingly, his pants have never felt quite this restrictive before.]

Give me a second. I -

[He drags Hisoka closer, nipping at his ear.]

I don't want to wake up.

[expiration]

[He moans again, clutching Tduzuki's body tightly against him. He doesn't issue a reminder about lube; it was always optional anyway.]

You don't have to. This isn't a dream.