[ There's something just so charming and amazing about him, when he gets like this. Leo thinks it's annoying, much like everyone else, but it's also really attractive? Obnoxious, perfect, smug, and brilliant Izumi, with the confident and charming and beautiful Arashi.
It's a very nice show for a king like him. He's certainly enjoying every second of it.
Especially with a challenge given to them.
Eyes lighting up, he flicks them up to Arashi, and goes from delighted to downright diabolical when she gestures for him to move in front of Izumi. There's no argument, no debate, and no complaint. Instead, he pops up to his feet again and saunters around, nice and easy, to stand in front of him, each step masked by the click of the designer heels against the hard floor. Poor, poor Izumi - his knees will hurt so much by the end of this.
Oh well. ♥ ]
Oo~op. [ Leo catches him, after crouching down a little, easy as anything, despite their size difference. His fingers smooth through his fluffy silver hair, gentle and cradling him against his body, like the precious thing he is. ] You really do look pretty like this, y'know. And I think I really, really like you on your knees, Sena. ☆
[ Without an ounce of hesitation, he gives him a gentle jostle by his hair, fingers curled tight and secure into it before he pulls his head back as if he could look up at him. Sena is supported almost against his chest, and the angle makes it easy for him to lean down and catch his mouth in a deep, wet kiss, tongue sneaking past the seam of his lips with a melodic hum in the back of his throat. ]
[ of course it's a challenge, he's izumi fucking sena, he's not about to take this treatment laying down--er, kneeling down.
he'd say just that, the smirk still on his face, but arashi is stepping on him, so that's the end of that. sena makes a less than graceful 'oof' noise, half of a curse as the world upends around him. it's an even stranger feeling, going from affronted to really turned on (and the vague, vague thought that maybe something's wrong with him for being so into that) but sena goes right along with it. the new positioning is awkward, putting a bit of a strain on his already tight pants and catching friction against his dick when he lands right in leo's chest.
(and, disgustingly, he'd know that smell anywhere.) ]
Shut up. [ he mutters, his face burning red underneath the blindfold, under leo's pianist fingers, brushing up against his face, knotting into his hair. it's his last protestation as he takes the kiss from leo, mouth opening and acquiescing almost immediately. sena does give as good as he gets, leaning forward the best he can from this awkward position to properly kiss his king.
he can still feel arashi's heel in his back, if he thinks about it. jesus fucking christ. ]
[ and this is what she lives for, honestly. izumi, on his knees, cradled in leo's arms, and from where she's standing behind izumi, it's a beautiful image, leo's fingers in izumi's hair and she's watching them kiss--
leo's probably too preoccupied to notice, but there's a fond, indulgent smile that's almost soft, as she watches them. they're good for each other, she's known it for the longest time, and seeing this happen up close; there's a feeling that's akin to her heart soaring.
it's why she just watches, lets them have their moment, before she kneels behind izumi as well, trailing her fingers over his bare back, her touch lingering a little longer than strictly necessary over where she had planted her heel on his back, smoothing over his skin, making sure that there are no bruises left behind - she's used to izumi's nagging, but it's just unnecessary complications for them both.
eventually, her hands wander further downwards, to the jut of izumi's hipbones, where his pants hang low on his hips, deft, nimble fingers reaching around to undo the button of his pants, pushing both pants and underwear down his legs to let them pool around his knees.
of course she's pleased to know that he's already fully hard, especially when she shifts a little bit closer, her body pressed against izumi's back, and her hand grasps izumi's cock, her grip firm, sliding up from base to tip. ]
[ Arashi's right in figuring that Leo is a little distracted, at the moment - he often can be, anyways, when it comes to Sena Izumi, nevermind when he's kissing him. Leo puts his all into it, the same way he so often puts his all into many things in his life, but this is... different. It's him getting what he wants, with the help of one of his favorite people and one of his most loyal knights. So he holds Izumi close, even as Arashi draws closer, and kisses him, all the way up until he feels the rustle and movements that come with pants being undone and pulled down.
It's with some reluctance that he pulls away, though it's with a drag of teeth as he catches Izumi's bottom lip in them. Maybe they can't leave any marks where they can be seen, but he's sure this doesn't count. Kiss-bruised is a look a lot of photographers want to go for, right? That's what glosses are for, and all that?
He doesn't know.
He also doesn't care.
Bringing his hands around, he cradles that pretty face in them, thumb dragging absently over his lips before he sinks down to his own knees. It doesn't put him above them anymore, but he doesn't really care, since that means it's easier for the two of them to sandwich him between them. ] Ne, Naru - do you know when the next photoshoot is?
[ As Leo asks that, he reaches down, tracing his slender fingers down from the center of Izumi's chest, down towards his dick in an agonizingly slow trail. Two hands are better than one, right? ]
What kind of a shitty leader doesn't--ngh. [ sena would love to complain--no, really, he'd love to complain--but arashi's hand on his dick is just right, the grip perfect, and it pulls an involuntary noise right out of his throat.
not seeing them is making everything so much more intense. he can't tell when or where leo and arashi are planning on touching him, makes every touch a little hotter than necessary. leo's fingertips touch gently down his chest, and as if drawn up by a string, his hips arch just a little towards his hand. god, he's so slow, and irritating, and teasing, and sena clicks his tongue.
..though, it's hard to be really sarcastic this way.
though he still doesn't have that much purchase, izumi drops his head back, letting leo's other hand stay on his cheek, the back of his head bumping into arashi's chest. he will, really, honestly, murder either of them for leaving marks on him... although with that tone of voice of leo's, he has a feeling he's going to end up with them anyway.
using that head tilt, he presses his mouth to the closest piece of skin arashi will let him near, a sharp little nip to the skin. he'll also be damned if he's left utterly helpless in this. muttering low, against her skin, he continues-- ] --doesn't know his own photoshoot dates.
[ izumi can probably hear the smile in her tone, the slow, teasing drag of both their hands over the front of izumi's body, the curve of his dick. ]
Not for a while. Next week~? [ and of course she says it like it's nothing consequential, like she hasn't got her hand around izumi's cock, thumb pressing against the slit, her movements slow and deliberate, just barely enough friction even if izumi moves his hips. ] Tsukasa-kun probably has the exact dates, you could ask him later, Ou-sama.
[ and to her credit, when izumi drops his head back, nips at the skin on the base of her throat, just high enough that only possibly a turtleneck or a scarf could cover, the sharp sting causes her breath to hitch, a soft sound spilling from her lips.
izumi can't see it, but leo probably can, the way her eyes flash, the way she withdraws her touch, hums almost contemplatively, and when she starts again, she's got that singsong tone on the edge of her lips, remarkably amused. ] Ne, Izumi-chan~ You're not being very well-behaved, aren't you?
[ it's about the only warning that he gets before she presses her fingers, slick with his precum, against his lips, getting them to part before she pushes them into his mouth. ]
Mmm~mn. [ Leo watches with interest as Sena tries to get his teeth at Arashi, and almost lights up at the hitch in her breath when he succeeds, intent and focused on the two of them. There's something a little - jealous, maybe, as he observes, but also fiercely fond and possessive of them both, in their separate ways. This is an interesting sort of thing, but he doesn't give it much consideration, given the fact that, well. They're both his, no matter what. He could honestly watch the two of them until his patience wore too thin, and he'd want to be involved.
At the moment, he's involved, and enjoying watching this. A damn shame that he has to sass them, and fight back like that, but the sight of Arashi putting her fingers in Izumi's mouth...
That's good. ] If Naru says it's next week, then I'll trust that it's next week~ We have to take care of I~zu~mi right now, right, right? So it's fine. Especially since he's misbehaving like he is.
[ Leo's hand finally makes it's way completely down, fingertips just barely skimming the length of his cock, teasing but taking the place of the now absent hand.
And then he leans in, to press an open-mouthed kiss to the base of his throat, the hand that'd been cupping his face keeping his head lifted up so he has the space. ]
[ there, finally, a little bit of leverage. he's about to gloat over his little action, smirk against naru-kun's skin and say something, but arashi cuts him off, and his-- ] Mmft-- [ is all either of them get before arashi's fingers get jammed into his mouth. the taste of precum is salty against his tongue, and he glowers behind the blindfold, even if neither of them can see him. it's the principle of the thing.
but, it's also the principle of the thing to give back, so. taste aside, he suckles down on her fingers, a taste of that nasty mouth that sena's all too good with, highly implicating exactly where his mouth could be if given the chance.
even distracted with that, it's hard not to react to leo, too. his fingers are familiar--this is not the first time they've touched sena, not the first and definitely not the last--and if he wasn't otherwise occupied by the fingers in his mouth, the touch of his lips to his neck might have made him suck in a breath.
instead, he just complains, another breathy "mmrnght" noise that's probably ousama, because if he fucking leaves a mark on him sena is going to kill him, but. complaining aside, he doesn't stop sucking on arashi's fingers, trying to draw a reaction from her even where he can't see. ]
slides in here more than a month after that last tag jfc i'm sorry
[ honestly? it's probably due to sheer practice that izumi's mouth on her fingers doesn't get any more than a sharp intake of breath followed by a slow exhale - and only because she was expecting for it to happen, and he hasn't caught her off guard with that like he did earlier with his teeth on her throat.
also because izumi is being fucking obvious with the implications.
arashi's fingers are long, though, and her voice is almost a purr when she fits three fingers instead of two into izumi's mouth, thrusting inside unexpectedly and possibly making him choke.
(what was that about being gentle?) ]
Look at you, Izumi-chan~ [ there's a tug on the ribbon that's holding his wrists together with her free hand, just to tighten it and make sure that it's not coming off any time soon. ] So desperate to have a dick in your mouth you'll suck on anything that's put in it.
[ of course she's still super aware of how he can hear her every word. ]
Ne, Ou-sama~ [ and of course she's going to talk over izumi, just because, catching leo's attention by nudging at him with the toe of her heels, and her tone is fond and indulgent even though it's breathy, and there's a wicked smirk on her features. ] Do you want his mouth? Or do you want to fuck him~
[ she's being nice and letting her king choose, and of course izumi has no say in this matter whatsoever. ♥ ]
[ A laugh bubbles out of Leo, when Sena makes discontent noises at the two of them. Especially since he knows they're just annoyed about the fact that he's at their whims, more than actually disliking anything they're doing right now. He doesn't bother moving away when he does it, either, so he presses it into the hinge of Sena's jaw before breathing against the thin skin at his pulse.
He could stay here, probably. It smells so strongly of Sena - his cologne, his soap, him - that it's practically home. This isn't the first time he's been this close to Sena, nor Arashi, and he's content in the proximity. But that contentedness doesn't stop him from touching Izumi even more, fingertips sliding down the length of his shaft, from head to base, before he goes right back up again. ]
He does look awfully pretty with one in his mouth. [ Cheek lolling against Sena's shoulder, so that he has one of them on either side, Leo sighs before he lifts his head up to look at Arashi when he's nudged. The only visible evidence of his green eyes is a thin ring, but he's still wholly focused, and perks, attentive, looking at her with interest when he catches that smirk.
And a wild, catlike grin curls across his own face. ] Ahh~n, I don't know! Both are amazing, it's hard to decide, y'know? He's so pretty when his mouth is full, but feels so good and makes such amazing faces when he's fucked, it's really nice~ ♪
Mfft-- [ arashi's fingers make sena choke almost immediately--he's plenty good with his mouth, but that doesn't mean he's prepared to get that much all at once, all of a sudden, especially when he can't see. it brings the prick of tears to his eyes, but sena refuses to give it that easy.
rather, he sucks down on her fingers again, downright glowering behind the blindfold. they can't see him, but he's hoping the effect is still there. assholes, both of them. he keeps it up for a moment, if only because it's so much easier to focus on arashi's fingers in his mouth than it is leo's quick, brilliant hands, even if his dick gives a jerk at being choked like that, even if all of his nerves feel like they're lighting up when leo's so close to him. between the two of them, he's so hard he aches, but sena will go to his grave trying not to be obvious, so.
he manages to pull his mouth away a little, disobeying again, just enough to make a shitty comment. his lips are still kissed red and swollen, but that doesn't stop him from being sena. ] Make up your mind, you indecisive idiot.
[ she's not oblivious to his glowering considering that it's like 90% of his regular state of being most of the time, so she's really used to it.
sigh, he's such a tsundere. but still, even with how prickly izumi is, at least she's being nice. or well. nice enough to tug at the knot holding the blindfold together, hard enough to unravel it and let the soft fabric fall from izumi's eyes, settling on the small space between izumi and leo.
... and you know what? sena's eyes really are his best features ♥ especially when he's on the verge of tears and all arashi and leo need to do is just to push that little bit harder.
they've all learned to keep lube close by now, and even izumi's rude comment doesn't do much to cover the sound of the cap and also the slight disapproving click of arashi's tongue. ]
No need to be rude, Izumi-chan~ ♪ Especially not to ou-sama, hm~?
[ the finger that breaches him is slow, teasing, because arashi can be cruel when she wants to be, although it's alleviated somewhat by the press of her lips to the shell of izumi's ear, and when she speaks again, it's two fingers pressing into him slowly, her voice a low purr: ]
Or I could open you up for both of us. [ and it's here that there's a low laugh, even as she glances up at leo to gauge his reaction, violet eyes glittering a little. ] You'd like that, wouldn't you, I~zu~mi-chan~
[ of course the way she drags out his name, mimicking the same way that leo does it, is completely intentional. ]
But Leo focuses immediately on Sena's face, when Arashi pulls the blindfold free, his own eyes bright and intent and anticipatory for getting to see Sena's again, like it's a treasure that he's been waiting for all his life. It really would be amazing to get him to cry, but he knows they've got work ahead of them for that.
Immediately, he pouts at him for his mean comment. So mean! He needs punished, but the sound of the cap and Arashi's scolding are enough to placate him for a moment. ] Deciding is hard when I like both so much!
[ Leo likes getting fucked a lot - likes knowing that he'll be held together, if it's with Arashi and especially Sena, because he can fall apart in any direction and his pieces will be kept safely in one place - and being allowed to let go. Getting to take Sena Izumi apart, though... now that's amazing, when he never shows his cards. And Sena is really, really good with his mouth. The best, maybe.
It's when Arashi looks up and catches his eye that everything seems to shift, just slightly, to the point that he goes from pouty but intent to something keen, almost heady. There's not a damn way anyone could say his eyes don't darken, and he hums a low, thoughtful noise, humor faded as he slides his gaze across one knight's face to the other's, looking back at Sena. ]
[ both of us. from naru, it might be a tease, but the low purr of her voice in sena's ear is one he's heard plenty of times. it's all business, and combined with the finger that presses into him--
jesus. he hisses, a low noise; the first one's always an odd sensation, but it's hard to complain, especially when, like always, naru comes through. sena lets out a fuck, his cheeks coloring a brilliant pink, as his back arches up like a cat, hips pushing back into naru's hand for more. it's selfish, but sena doesn't give a shit, letting her suggestion wash over his shoulders, down his back, and his eyes flick up to meet leo's.
and they're burning. sena's stomach does a swoop and he ends up tilting his head up, his heartbeat thunking loudly against his ribcage as the adrenaline starts to truly kick in. even in a position that may as well scream 'defeated' sena's ego and pride rear their head, and he smirks, then licks his lips, a fairly filthy gesture.
perfect. ] Better make it good. [ he expects nothing less from the king and the queen, after all. ]
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perfect tbh
It's a very nice show for a king like him. He's certainly enjoying every second of it.
Especially with a challenge given to them.
Eyes lighting up, he flicks them up to Arashi, and goes from delighted to downright diabolical when she gestures for him to move in front of Izumi. There's no argument, no debate, and no complaint. Instead, he pops up to his feet again and saunters around, nice and easy, to stand in front of him, each step masked by the click of the designer heels against the hard floor. Poor, poor Izumi - his knees will hurt so much by the end of this.
Oh well. ♥ ]
Oo~op. [ Leo catches him, after crouching down a little, easy as anything, despite their size difference. His fingers smooth through his fluffy silver hair, gentle and cradling him against his body, like the precious thing he is. ] You really do look pretty like this, y'know. And I think I really, really like you on your knees, Sena. ☆
[ Without an ounce of hesitation, he gives him a gentle jostle by his hair, fingers curled tight and secure into it before he pulls his head back as if he could look up at him. Sena is supported almost against his chest, and the angle makes it easy for him to lean down and catch his mouth in a deep, wet kiss, tongue sneaking past the seam of his lips with a melodic hum in the back of his throat. ]
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he'd say just that, the smirk still on his face, but arashi is stepping on him, so that's the end of that. sena makes a less than graceful 'oof' noise, half of a curse as the world upends around him. it's an even stranger feeling, going from affronted to really turned on (and the vague, vague thought that maybe something's wrong with him for being so into that) but sena goes right along with it. the new positioning is awkward, putting a bit of a strain on his already tight pants and catching friction against his dick when he lands right in leo's chest.
(and, disgustingly, he'd know that smell anywhere.) ]
Shut up. [ he mutters, his face burning red underneath the blindfold, under leo's pianist fingers, brushing up against his face, knotting into his hair. it's his last protestation as he takes the kiss from leo, mouth opening and acquiescing almost immediately. sena does give as good as he gets, leaning forward the best he can from this awkward position to properly kiss his king.
he can still feel arashi's heel in his back, if he thinks about it. jesus fucking christ. ]
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leo's probably too preoccupied to notice, but there's a fond, indulgent smile that's almost soft, as she watches them. they're good for each other, she's known it for the longest time, and seeing this happen up close; there's a feeling that's akin to her heart soaring.
it's why she just watches, lets them have their moment, before she kneels behind izumi as well, trailing her fingers over his bare back, her touch lingering a little longer than strictly necessary over where she had planted her heel on his back, smoothing over his skin, making sure that there are no bruises left behind - she's used to izumi's nagging, but it's just unnecessary complications for them both.
eventually, her hands wander further downwards, to the jut of izumi's hipbones, where his pants hang low on his hips, deft, nimble fingers reaching around to undo the button of his pants, pushing both pants and underwear down his legs to let them pool around his knees.
of course she's pleased to know that he's already fully hard, especially when she shifts a little bit closer, her body pressed against izumi's back, and her hand grasps izumi's cock, her grip firm, sliding up from base to tip. ]
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It's with some reluctance that he pulls away, though it's with a drag of teeth as he catches Izumi's bottom lip in them. Maybe they can't leave any marks where they can be seen, but he's sure this doesn't count. Kiss-bruised is a look a lot of photographers want to go for, right? That's what glosses are for, and all that?
He doesn't know.
He also doesn't care.
Bringing his hands around, he cradles that pretty face in them, thumb dragging absently over his lips before he sinks down to his own knees. It doesn't put him above them anymore, but he doesn't really care, since that means it's easier for the two of them to sandwich him between them. ] Ne, Naru - do you know when the next photoshoot is?
[ As Leo asks that, he reaches down, tracing his slender fingers down from the center of Izumi's chest, down towards his dick in an agonizingly slow trail. Two hands are better than one, right? ]
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not seeing them is making everything so much more intense. he can't tell when or where leo and arashi are planning on touching him, makes every touch a little hotter than necessary. leo's fingertips touch gently down his chest, and as if drawn up by a string, his hips arch just a little towards his hand. god, he's so slow, and irritating, and teasing, and sena clicks his tongue.
..though, it's hard to be really sarcastic this way.
though he still doesn't have that much purchase, izumi drops his head back, letting leo's other hand stay on his cheek, the back of his head bumping into arashi's chest. he will, really, honestly, murder either of them for leaving marks on him... although with that tone of voice of leo's, he has a feeling he's going to end up with them anyway.
using that head tilt, he presses his mouth to the closest piece of skin arashi will let him near, a sharp little nip to the skin. he'll also be damned if he's left utterly helpless in this. muttering low, against her skin, he continues-- ] --doesn't know his own photoshoot dates.
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Not for a while. Next week~? [ and of course she says it like it's nothing consequential, like she hasn't got her hand around izumi's cock, thumb pressing against the slit, her movements slow and deliberate, just barely enough friction even if izumi moves his hips. ] Tsukasa-kun probably has the exact dates, you could ask him later, Ou-sama.
[ and to her credit, when izumi drops his head back, nips at the skin on the base of her throat, just high enough that only possibly a turtleneck or a scarf could cover, the sharp sting causes her breath to hitch, a soft sound spilling from her lips.
izumi can't see it, but leo probably can, the way her eyes flash, the way she withdraws her touch, hums almost contemplatively, and when she starts again, she's got that singsong tone on the edge of her lips, remarkably amused. ] Ne, Izumi-chan~ You're not being very well-behaved, aren't you?
[ it's about the only warning that he gets before she presses her fingers, slick with his precum, against his lips, getting them to part before she pushes them into his mouth. ]
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At the moment, he's involved, and enjoying watching this. A damn shame that he has to sass them, and fight back like that, but the sight of Arashi putting her fingers in Izumi's mouth...
That's good. ] If Naru says it's next week, then I'll trust that it's next week~ We have to take care of I~zu~mi right now, right, right? So it's fine. Especially since he's misbehaving like he is.
[ Leo's hand finally makes it's way completely down, fingertips just barely skimming the length of his cock, teasing but taking the place of the now absent hand.
And then he leans in, to press an open-mouthed kiss to the base of his throat, the hand that'd been cupping his face keeping his head lifted up so he has the space. ]
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but, it's also the principle of the thing to give back, so. taste aside, he suckles down on her fingers, a taste of that nasty mouth that sena's all too good with, highly implicating exactly where his mouth could be if given the chance.
even distracted with that, it's hard not to react to leo, too. his fingers are familiar--this is not the first time they've touched sena, not the first and definitely not the last--and if he wasn't otherwise occupied by the fingers in his mouth, the touch of his lips to his neck might have made him suck in a breath.
instead, he just complains, another breathy "mmrnght" noise that's probably ousama, because if he fucking leaves a mark on him sena is going to kill him, but. complaining aside, he doesn't stop sucking on arashi's fingers, trying to draw a reaction from her even where he can't see. ]
slides in here more than a month after that last tag jfc i'm sorry
also because izumi is being fucking obvious with the implications.
arashi's fingers are long, though, and her voice is almost a purr when she fits three fingers instead of two into izumi's mouth, thrusting inside unexpectedly and possibly making him choke.
(what was that about being gentle?) ]
Look at you, Izumi-chan~ [ there's a tug on the ribbon that's holding his wrists together with her free hand, just to tighten it and make sure that it's not coming off any time soon. ] So desperate to have a dick in your mouth you'll suck on anything that's put in it.
[ of course she's still super aware of how he can hear her every word. ]
Ne, Ou-sama~ [ and of course she's going to talk over izumi, just because, catching leo's attention by nudging at him with the toe of her heels, and her tone is fond and indulgent even though it's breathy, and there's a wicked smirk on her features. ] Do you want his mouth? Or do you want to fuck him~
[ she's being nice and letting her king choose, and of course izumi has no say in this matter whatsoever. ♥ ]
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He could stay here, probably. It smells so strongly of Sena - his cologne, his soap, him - that it's practically home. This isn't the first time he's been this close to Sena, nor Arashi, and he's content in the proximity. But that contentedness doesn't stop him from touching Izumi even more, fingertips sliding down the length of his shaft, from head to base, before he goes right back up again. ]
He does look awfully pretty with one in his mouth. [ Cheek lolling against Sena's shoulder, so that he has one of them on either side, Leo sighs before he lifts his head up to look at Arashi when he's nudged. The only visible evidence of his green eyes is a thin ring, but he's still wholly focused, and perks, attentive, looking at her with interest when he catches that smirk.
And a wild, catlike grin curls across his own face. ] Ahh~n, I don't know! Both are amazing, it's hard to decide, y'know? He's so pretty when his mouth is full, but feels so good and makes such amazing faces when he's fucked, it's really nice~ ♪
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rather, he sucks down on her fingers again, downright glowering behind the blindfold. they can't see him, but he's hoping the effect is still there. assholes, both of them. he keeps it up for a moment, if only because it's so much easier to focus on arashi's fingers in his mouth than it is leo's quick, brilliant hands, even if his dick gives a jerk at being choked like that, even if all of his nerves feel like they're lighting up when leo's so close to him. between the two of them, he's so hard he aches, but sena will go to his grave trying not to be obvious, so.
he manages to pull his mouth away a little, disobeying again, just enough to make a shitty comment. his lips are still kissed red and swollen, but that doesn't stop him from being sena. ] Make up your mind, you indecisive idiot.
[ rude??? you little shit??? ]
i still cannot believe i wrote this tag goodbye
sigh, he's such a tsundere. but still, even with how prickly izumi is, at least she's being nice. or well. nice enough to tug at the knot holding the blindfold together, hard enough to unravel it and let the soft fabric fall from izumi's eyes, settling on the small space between izumi and leo.
... and you know what? sena's eyes really are his best features ♥ especially when he's on the verge of tears and all arashi and leo need to do is just to push that little bit harder.
they've all learned to keep lube close by now, and even izumi's rude comment doesn't do much to cover the sound of the cap and also the slight disapproving click of arashi's tongue. ]
No need to be rude, Izumi-chan~ ♪ Especially not to ou-sama, hm~?
[ the finger that breaches him is slow, teasing, because arashi can be cruel when she wants to be, although it's alleviated somewhat by the press of her lips to the shell of izumi's ear, and when she speaks again, it's two fingers pressing into him slowly, her voice a low purr: ]
Or I could open you up for both of us. [ and it's here that there's a low laugh, even as she glances up at leo to gauge his reaction, violet eyes glittering a little. ] You'd like that, wouldn't you, I~zu~mi-chan~
[ of course the way she drags out his name, mimicking the same way that leo does it, is completely intentional. ]
rubs my grubby raccoon paws together
But Leo focuses immediately on Sena's face, when Arashi pulls the blindfold free, his own eyes bright and intent and anticipatory for getting to see Sena's again, like it's a treasure that he's been waiting for all his life. It really would be amazing to get him to cry, but he knows they've got work ahead of them for that.
Immediately, he pouts at him for his mean comment. So mean! He needs punished, but the sound of the cap and Arashi's scolding are enough to placate him for a moment. ] Deciding is hard when I like both so much!
[ Leo likes getting fucked a lot - likes knowing that he'll be held together, if it's with Arashi and especially Sena, because he can fall apart in any direction and his pieces will be kept safely in one place - and being allowed to let go. Getting to take Sena Izumi apart, though... now that's amazing, when he never shows his cards. And Sena is really, really good with his mouth. The best, maybe.
It's when Arashi looks up and catches his eye that everything seems to shift, just slightly, to the point that he goes from pouty but intent to something keen, almost heady. There's not a damn way anyone could say his eyes don't darken, and he hums a low, thoughtful noise, humor faded as he slides his gaze across one knight's face to the other's, looking back at Sena. ]
hewwo
jesus. he hisses, a low noise; the first one's always an odd sensation, but it's hard to complain, especially when, like always, naru comes through. sena lets out a fuck, his cheeks coloring a brilliant pink, as his back arches up like a cat, hips pushing back into naru's hand for more. it's selfish, but sena doesn't give a shit, letting her suggestion wash over his shoulders, down his back, and his eyes flick up to meet leo's.
and they're burning. sena's stomach does a swoop and he ends up tilting his head up, his heartbeat thunking loudly against his ribcage as the adrenaline starts to truly kick in. even in a position that may as well scream 'defeated' sena's ego and pride rear their head, and he smirks, then licks his lips, a fairly filthy gesture.
perfect. ] Better make it good. [ he expects nothing less from the king and the queen, after all. ]