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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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[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.

[He is really, really into this, but that doesn't make it any less unfair! Talking about how unfair it is is probably part of the denial kink, so let him have this. That hand is torture of the best kind, making him practically whine as he presses even more into the touch. His arm falls away from his face so he can really look at Jae-Ha and frown at him, as effective as that is when he's all flushed and tousled.

It's not at all. He's just appreciating this sexy suffering, mostly.]

I love you, Jae-Ha. [Anyway, take that while he looks like this. He curls his fingers tighter into Jae-Ha's hair, for emphasis.] But I'll be powerfully cross if ya don't hurry and finish what ya started down there.

[He loves watching Hazel talk about how it's unfair, really. It's satisfying and it's fun for both of them. What's not to like? Hmm, but alright. He'll say nothing to that, but he will give Hazel a lusting look before he ducks his head down again to mouth over his tip. His hand still strokes at him below, really pressing with his palm and quickening the pace.

His goal is to get Hazel to finish just like this, with friction and heat and still contained by his own pants. But if it's just not enough to push him over after a few moments, then he'll finally have some mercy and undo his pants to quickly stroke out the rest. Whatever way ends up doing it, he looks up at Hazel to watch him as he works at pushing him over the edge.]

[He's certainly still a mess, that's for sure. The flush hasn't completely left his face for most of this, and now that he's so close and Jae-Ha is so extra lewd, it's even more persistent. He shuts his eyes as his head falls back to the bed, Jae-Ha's name slipping out in a softer tone now a few times as he gets closer and closer.

These pants are a curse, but he's been turned on and craving any kind of contact since they first got upon the bed, so he won't need those extra strokes. He finishes with a moan, muffled by his arm over his face again, and he lifts his hips up to feel as much as he can while he tries not to think about how embarrassing this is... Goodbye, perfectly fine pants.]

[Hmm, yes, that sure is hot. Jae-Ha watches as Hazel reacts to all of this, and he can feel his release from where he is now. His strokes over the cloth continue a little more to help him ride down from the high, but his mouth pulls away so he can sit up slightly and smirk, raising himself up near his neck again. That hickey's looking nice, too.]

Happy Birthday to me... ♥ [He's having fun with this, clearly. He kisses sweetly just under Hazel's jaw, finally moving his hand away to just lie down on top of him.]

I love you.

[They have like, five minutes tops before Hazel is too bothered by his own pants to wear them while cuddling, so make the most of it. He laughs, breathless still, and shifts to wrap his arms around Jae-Ha when he comes close enough. Hello, birthday boy.]

Love you, too. [He really is a mess... the clock is ticking.] You're real good at that.

[at lewd shoujo things]

[Half of the fun is waiting until Hazel can't take the mess, honestly. For now, he enjoys kissing at him lazily, one of his hands lifting to twirl some of Hazel's hair around his finger.]

That's a relief. You're so beautiful when you're turned on that I can't take it. It makes me want to encourage it as much as possible. [Aka, to the max, extra lewd. Right now, even with the gross mess he's made, Jae-Ha is cuddling more affectionately than ever. Hazel smells nice and comfortable like always, and Jae-Ha feels so warm leaving him with these tiny, lazy kisses along his neck and jaw, finger playing with his hair. Everything about this day is perfect. Everything about them being together seems so perfect.

He's sure there will be struggles and other things to deal with along the way, but right now, he's so comfortable that he's confident they can get through it all no matter what.]

[Extra lewd and yet, the cutest ever... Hazel definitely thinks this, hugging him closer and humming appreciatively at those little kisses. He loves every part of Jae-Ha, but super affectionate Jae-Ha is up there on his list of favorites. This is nice, plain and simple, and he's not even thinking about the mess yet.]

I can't help how much seein' ya hot and bothered gets me goin', so it's all your own fault.

[Romance...]

[Ah, that's so lewd and Jae-Ha loves it. A laugh bubbles out, full and happy as he presses his smile into Hazel's neck. His hand lets Hazel's hair slip from his grip, but he lets his palm rest at his head just behind his ear, holding him close. Hazel, his Hazel. How nice...]

Then don't forget that you've told me I can wear one of those ribbons all night.

[Ugh, he's so cute, what the fuck. Hazel can't take it. He traces a lazy, nonsense pattern on Jae-Ha's back, shifting just enough to press a kiss to his temple.]

Oh, you're already anglin' for more. I'm lookin' forward to it, don't worry.

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