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Who: Hazel and u
What: small priest is heckled by trees and literature
When: May 21~23 or so, flexible
Where: Far Shore places
Warnings: hazel and jae-ha have an active sex life
Summary: heckle

I. spooky trees
[It is what it sounds like: somewhere on the Far Shore, anywhere on the Far Shore, where Hazel is and where you, the witness, also happen to be, Hazel is making his way ~~downtown~~ around minding his own business like a man being followed. Or: he keeps looking over his shoulder, or stopping abruptly to look suddenly off to one side, or do all manner of things that look very much like he's trying to catch someone sneaking up on him.

But there isn't anyone there, because of course there isn't. Eventually, exasperated, he just comes to a natural stop and announces to the air:] Even the dang trees're nosy.

[have you ever been stalked by a spooky forest]

II. what kind of dewey decimal is this
[There's a library and new gods are being invited to come. That's enough for Hazel to finally nose around in there, after staying very much away from anything involving being within spitting distance of the old gods before now. He's a sight to behold when any individual old god passes by and expects a greeting, all manners and flattery and unpleasant looks the moment their backs are turned. He'd give them a rude gesture for the road, but that's far too improper for him.

But when he's not making childish faces at other gods' backs, he's trying to find... anything at all worthwhile in this place. There's nothing in order. It's a wreck. He can't find a single thing, and for all his practicing there are still plenty of kanji he's never seen before, so the older books in particular are brutal...

He pauses, picks a book up off a shelf, and frowns at it.] I can't even remember lookin' for this, it was so long ago.

[He has been here for Hours.]

III. wildcard
[hello what would you like to do? please ask and I can deliver]

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[Oh, he likes that line. Jae-Ha smirks more with his cheek against Hazel's, letting out a shaky little breath that's tied to a laugh. He's excited, see. As always.]

The first and only. [Of course he'd be the only. Finally, there's more physical contact to make him shiver, and a small groan slips out against him. He turns automatically in response, kissing blindly at the side of Hazel's face wherever he might reach. Or desperately mouthing for kisses, either way... He sure does love to be told he looks nice, and saying the ribbon being used as a blindfold makes him look even nicer is even more thrilling. He is so easy.]

I can't wait to wear them as often as possible. It's surprising how nice they feel. [As he fidgets more with his hands, just an observation... Jae-Ha's tone is clearly getting more heated here. He wants to touch him back, he wants to kiss him or move or react more fully, and all that tension is building so quickly.]

[Jae-Ha is the easiest, confirmed. Hazel isn't far behind him in getting heated himself, at least, although he has most of his self control left because it isn't his needy birthday. He hums with satisfaction—the first and only, yes, perfect—and accepts only a few blind kisses before ducking his head down to kiss hungrily against Jae-Ha's neck.]

Maybe I should let ya keep 'em on all night, in that case. Bet you'd like havin' me take care of ya for a long while.

[The real endgame of this idea would just be blindfolded cuddling, but still. Hazel's strokes get faster and slower as he foregoes getting into a rhythm entirely. It's not like Jae-Ha can see what he's doing, so, it's clearly another layer of surprise...]

[The first kiss earns a surprised gasp, as small as it is, and Jae-Ha quickly relaxes into them. Tilting his head to allow for more, he whines a little at the changing pace of Hazel's hand. Fast and slow in no particular order— he tries to shift his hips into it, which doesn't quite work, and his hands pull more at the ribbon binding them before fingers curl tightly into his palms.

Keeping these on all night, though... That is very thrilling, but he's so needy, could he survive? Even now, just a few seconds after starting, he's starting to fall apart. For as much as he tries to hold himself together to draw this out and make it as enjoyable as he can for the both of them, he's just so into Hazel, and so into being overwhelmed by it.

But most importantly—] That's true, but... I'd miss your face too quickly.

[Ah, romance. Of course Hazel loves it when Jae-Ha goes to pieces, he's loved that ever since their first time together, and it's so heightened now by the ribbons and how slow they've been going. It has him shifting to hold Jae-Ha tightly around the waist, rubbing his thumb over Jae-Ha's tip. He breathes against his neck between kisses, holding himself back from just pushing Jae-Ha over and grinding against him.

So, the birthday is going great.]

Maybe—just the hands, then.

[The birthday is going wonderfully. Hazel is so close, and he thinks the blindfold helps him to imagine it all more carefully. Every little breath against his neck, every shift of their skin, it's all heightened and terribly arousing. Just the thumb swiping over his tip like that is not enough, and he's struggling to deal with that already.]

Nn— [Hold on, he takes a moment longer to reply to that suggestion because he's so focused on that attention that's so nice but not enough. His arms tug more insistently apart from each other, which does nothing of course, and he rolls his head back a little more.]

Yeah. As long as you hold me close the whole time. [Then that sounds like a great night.]

[Hm—feeling Jae-Ha pull against his ribbon is really more attractive than it has any right to be. Hazel kisses more insistently at his neck when he moves like that and gives him better access, a soft little groan escaping him as he does. There's really no point in acting all cool and aloof like he's not already turned on by all of this, by everything Jae-Ha is doing, so...]

'Course I will. As close as I can keep ya, always. [A beat; he switches back to the full strokes, more evenly now, but quicker to pull Jae-Ha to the edge.] I love you... It'll be nice.

[As close as he can keep him. It does sound very nice, and Jae-Ha groans for it, though it's cut off a little as those strokes become more even. That's much better, and so much better at once that he doesn't know what to do about it. He's picturing Hazel holding him close all night, picturing how he must look if he's groaning like that now, and he's completely lost.]

Hazel... [He wants to lean back, but he doesn't want to lean away from Hazel, so he's left with small gasps and strained noises.] I love you, too.

[He mutters it in repeat a few more times, arms shifting against the ribbon again before he actually leans forward a bit, head ducking down so that he can rest it against Hazel. It's just so much feeling... He didn't mean to interrupt the lovely kisses at his neck, but he probably did.]

It feels so good. [That's the most he can manage right now, he just wants it known.]

[He did interrupt the kisses, but his reactions more than make up for that. Hazel moves his other hand again, this time up to the back of Jae-Ha's head, to hold him there and murmur little sappy nonsense things into his ear. He loves Jae-Ha, he wants him to feel good, as long as they stay side by side he'll always feel both of these things—it's that kind of sap.

Honestly, he's a little surprised that his hand and a couple ribbons can do this much, but he won't complain. He quickens the pace again, his sappy sweet nothings getting softer as he does. If Jae-Ha feels good, he's doing his job, so—fine work, while his own body already feels unbelievably hot. He can't think of anything he wants more than this.]

[The sap gets to him the most. It might just be a hand and some ribbons, but to Jae-Ha, it's the whole mood of it. The trust between them, the little whispered promises, the way Hazel touches him so sweetly. All of it has Jae-Ha desperate to reach back and do the same, and so being held back from doing so is taunting in all the right ways. He trembles a little just from how much he wants to move and do something for Hazel in return, or at least shift to feel him more completely against him as he does this.

His noises stay small and quiet, more breathy and whiny than usual, since being too loud seems more embarrassing than this.]

Hazel... closer. [They're as close as they can possibly be, but he still wants this, his wrist sliding up his back as tugging at the ribbon does nothing.] Don't stop. Please...

[He wants to say sweet nothings back, but he's lost, so that will have to wait for lewd shoujo things.]

[They have plenty of time... Today is booked, and probably tomorrow too, at least for sitting around. Jae-Ha can exercise a little more patience, helped along by the way Hazel shifts to kiss at his neck again. Jae-Ha says closer and Hazel tries his very best, pressing that imaginary bit closer to him as he strokes him at a quick, steady rhythm now. He's so generous.]

Such good manners. I'm not gonna stop, I'm right here... [He doesn't really need to say this, but it goes with the mood, doesn't it? So he'll indulge in even these sappy sweet nothings. As much as he loves this, he won't purposely tease Jae-Ha any longer, just focusing on drawing him closer to finishing now. Then they can take off that blindfold and stare at each other like dumb babies, cool.]

[ He wants to see him again already, but hearing everything like this is so intimate. They're closer than ever, Hazel's words are sweet and soft, and Jae-Ha finds himself coming closer and closer to the edge with small whimpers and heavy breaths. He wants to hold him, or grip something for how much this feeling makes him want to stretch and press into it, so his hands shift uselessly against the ribbon as his head tilts for those kisses. ]

Hazel... [ there are just quiet whispers of his name now as they go, until it's all too much and he can't even manage words. He doesn't manage a warning, but the trembling of his body and the way he moans signals it enough. He releases with a groan, small noises continuing all the way through the waves of pleasure. ]

[For such a calm and quiet time, this is still pretty exciting. Hazel's caught between wanting to make it as good as possible for Jae-Ha and wanting his turn already, so his kisses and little nonsense words get even more heated somehow in these last moments before Jae-Ha finishes. Hazel keeps murmuring sweet things close to his ear, slowing his strokes as Jae-Ha comes down from his peak. He shifts that much closer to Jae-Ha then, plucking at the ribbon around his wrists with his other hand but not actually pulling it loose.

No, the blindfold will come off first... After a few more moments to relax in, he tugs the knot loose on that ribbon, letting go to fall where it may onto the bed.] So that did it for ya.

[why is he like this... At least he says it sweetly.]

[Hazel can be lewd at just the right moments, can't he... Jae-Ha's face is flushed from everything up to now, and that comment doesn't lessen it any. The ribbon acting as a blindfold falls away and he's finally able to blink and look towards Hazel, breathing out quickly as he does.]

You do it for me. [If that wasn't clear, he says it now, exhausted and still very into everything. His wrists pull against the ribbon again, more tiredly, but his fingers try to reach out for Hazel's hand that he felt there moments earlier. Meanwhile, his body leans more into Hazel.]

Not a bit of satisfaction yourself... You really are amazing. [Focusing entirely on him is flattering, even if he desperately wants to return the favor already.] Do you want me?

[He still has his wrists tied, breathing heavily from his own release, and yet he's being this filthy. A sweet tone dripping with adoration doesn't make up for how lewd he's being. He can't help it; he wants to see Hazel come apart and enjoy himself, as well.]

[Jae-Ha being lewd is even more lewd when he says these things with his hands still tied, all flushed... A small smile plays over Hazel's lips as he looks at his eyes and his heart abruptly turns over. He's been feeling too hot and ready to go this whole time, and now with Jae-Ha looking like this, he's feeling it even more. Wearing his pants right now has become a genuine struggle, but he valiantly ignores it to lean into Jae-Ha in turn, moving his hand back down to squeeze one of Jae-Ha's and hold it sweetly.

Gotta get that denial kink. Sexy suffering is trending.] I like doin' it for ya. [Another thing that was already clear... The tone of his voice is already getting heavy with arousal; he doesn't go for the tsundere kind of denial kink, only the one that has him pressing his hips against Jae-Ha's despite the mess and his own pants, just for a little contact.]

There's not a day goes by I don't want ya. Head to toe and all the rest. [like, his sappy shoujo lines,] So let's see...

[Give him a moment to blindly and with one hand untie Jae-Ha's. Only a little fumbling. It's fine.]

[There's barely a pause between the ribbon loosening and Jae-Ha pulling his hands the rest of the way free. All of his body weight leans forward, and in an instant, he's run his hands up Hazel's arms and laced their fingers together, pinning him in this flipped position with his back on the bed. The movement is so sudden that it's probably a rough landing, but Jae-Ha is just too lost in those blue eyes. He lingers only an inch or two away from Hazel, a shaky, slow breath playing against his cheek.]

Right now, you're mine. [His voice is low but firm, heavy with a desire even after his recent release. One of his hands releases one of Hazel's so that he can run it all the way down his body and trace the outline of the strain in his pants with a single finger.] For my birthday, I'll make it so you can't think of anything but me.

[It's like he's trying for this mildly bad boy shoujo, but really it comes so naturally... He's very into this, and that's clear by the way he kisses so hungrily at Hazel's neck, curling his fingers around his pinned palm. His other hand grinds up more completely between Hazel's legs. Maybe he's aiming to ruin these pants, that could very well be it.]

[Oh—Hazel expects Jae-Ha to go for it the first moment he can move his hands freely, sure, but somehow he isn't expecting such a sudden pin. Those blue eyes widen in surprise the moment he's knocked back, and for a split second he stares up at Jae-Ha like this might be a bit much. It's definitely not that, though, evidenced by the way a flush starts in his cheeks and he's pink to the ears a moment later. That shoujo bad boy thing... he's even more into in practice than he is with what he imagined it would be like.

So then he's still, as if moving at all will take away from the thrill of this lewd shoujo thing, and bites his lower lip to stop himself from making any noise when Jae-Ha's hand wanders down to touch him just right but not nearly enough. Already he knows he'll be dizzy with desire in no time, but—what should he say? Does he... does he try to roleplay back?? He'll probably sound awkward, maybe he shouldn't...

The very first thing he can think of is James 1:13-18, and maybe sexy Bible study corruption could be fun, but he needs more time to really think about it before he starts bastardizing the scripture by making temptation the coolest thing ever.]

You're surely temptin' me, [is all he manages, tilting his head away to invite more of those kisses against his neck. Now he makes a soft noise at the contact, curling his own caught fingers around Jae-Ha's hand. His next noise is louder, accompanied by pressing his hips up into that hand and chewing on his lip again. Does he really need these pants un-ruined? He has plenty of pants...]

[Ah, yes, he's really into this still. Watching Hazel's shift from stunned to embarrassed is the most attractive thing to witness, and Jae-Ha rewards him with a hum against his neck for it. Tempting is nice, but it's not good enough. He wants him to be unable to think of anything else, really and surely, and to react naturally in response. Jae-Ha doesn't need roleplaying, he just wants to thrill Hazel.]

Then let me tempt you further.

[So, he kisses harder at his neck, teeth scraping lightly over skin as he kisses him with an open mouth. His hand presses down completely with his palm, stroking him more completely from over his pants. As he does this, touching every bit of Hazel he can without actually reaching into his pants, he sucks a little harder at Hazel's neck. If he's not stopped, he'll dare for a full on hickey...]

[How fortunate it is that Hazel is easy to thrill, with or without the bad boy roleplaying. Jae-Ha sure does it for him, too, and now he just laughs a little breathily at the declaration of tempting him further. Sure, he's into that and all of this, making a more encouraging noise at the feeling against his neck. That feels amazing, and so does Jae-Ha's hand, but of course that touch just isn't enough after how much he's been holding back this whole time.

He even whines a little. If he's not going to get touched without his pants in the way any time soon, he'll accept this hickey as compensation.]

Now you're just teasin' me. [Keep at it, but gosh.]

Do you like it?

[He hums with a little laugh, kissing sweetly over the red mark that's quickly turning a bit purple at his neck. Hm, yes, that looks nice right there. A good spot. Good job, Jae-Ha. Proud of himself, he loosens his grip on Hazel's hand only to begin lowering himself down his body. Kisses to his collarbone, down his chest, and over the cloth of his pants until he's breathing hot over the bulge straining at the fabric.

It was probably bad enough with his hand rubbing like that, but now he's gotten a better idea, see. Both of his hands reach up, dragging fingers down Hazel's sides as he mouths at him from over his pants. It's so easy to trace every line, to breath hot and wet and feel how difficult it must be, to still be held back like this.]

[Ah, what a lewd boy this is. That spot on his neck stings when Jae-Ha finally pulls away from it, but it's a dull enough sting that he doesn't particularly care about it. He can already sense that it's going to leave a mark just from this... it's fine. He makes another noise that's almost a laugh but mostly a gasp, trying to arch his back a little to follow the trail of Jae-Ha's kisses.

Does he like it. What a stupid question to ask!! Hazel can't even answer for how new and interesting that attention to his pants is. He groans instead, reaching down to slide his fingers into Jae-Ha's hair and hold on there. It's infuriating and he loves it and that's infuriating too, what the hell—] I can't stand it at all.

[He says, lifting his hips up for more of it. Just terrible.]

[He chuckles over Hazel's length, letting his hands drag down further until they can wrap around and grab at his ass. He squeezes as he mouths more, and he's sure the soft way his teeth drag over him is a lot more muted and pleasant when cloth is in the way, so he takes advantage of that, as well. In response to Hazel's tsun answer, Jae-Ha makes a little more noise from where he is. Moans make his mouth even warmer, and he's getting Hazel's pants wet on his own from how his tongue drags over cloth. He can find the tip in this outline of him, mouth covering it before he uses his lips to drag over and over around it.

There are just so many creative ways to drive Hazel crazy. He loves doing this. His hands find the back pockets of Hazel's pants, grabbing, squeezing and tugging at him from here to add even more tension and friction. The more Hazel presses his hips up, the more Jae-Ha presses his face back down into him, practically pinning his hips into the bed with how he's giving him this attention.]

[Well, these pants are already ruined thanks to Jae-Ha's mouth, so might as well go all the way now. Hazel gasps again - it's maddening, that being unable to feel all of that pretty mouth is so appealing despite being literally less contact, but Jae-Ha is just so enthusiastic... Hazel grips harder in his hair, covering his face with his other arm as he flushes red again. God, this a lot of Jae-Ha.]

You're gonna— [gOD] You're gonna make a mess.

[More than drooling all over his junk, so.]

Mm... I want to make a mess out of you.

[Jae-Ha's response is very serious, still spoken into Hazel's pants as he mouths at him even more. He's improving these pants, okay. Definitely improving them. His eyes flick up to catch a peek of that red face, even partially covered by an arm, and he feels pretty damn proud of himself.

Look at him, falling to pieces and still trying to scold him. The hands in his hair, the way he restarts that sentence, and that lovely red face is all incredibly arousing. He's never going to get enough, at this rate. He squeezes his ass again, lifting his hips a little higher as he drags his tongue again, mouth following the tracing of his length as he groans against him.]

[There's a quip to be made here about how Jae-Ha must really like these pants, but it dies on his tongue as the squeezing and the vibrations of his voice make Hazel groan again. Personally, he's never hated these pants more...]

In that case, you're doin' a great job. [Yay... support! Now that he's being lifted more, it's harder to maneuver one of his legs around Jae-Ha, but he still tries. He peeks at Jae-Ha from under his arm and decides he likes the view, despite how much he's beginning to curse fabric for existing. He should have taken his pants off when he had the chance.]

It ain't fair, not lettin' me feel it properly. [Jae-Ha is rude, confirmed.]

[It's hard to convince himself to keep at this too, when Hazel pouting like that makes him want to unbutton his pants and ride him right there. But the reward will be worth the denial, and he thinks Hazel seems really, really into this, so. He'll keep at it.

He does move one of his hands back up to stroke very quickly over Hazel's pants, though, catching his breath a little as he does.]

This doesn't feel good? [He teases with his quick hand movements, smirking up at him.] Maybe we should go again, if you really want to feel more. I have a few ideas.

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