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[Have one Ken Hidaka. It's not all that unusual of a sight, if one doesn't count the black wings curled just along his shoulders. Poor boy hasn't been able to get a shirt on all day thanks to the new appendages, so it's left all his scars very visible.]

Cute. Real cute. I'd love to know the next time I won't be able to go in to work. A little advance notice, you know. A day. Two or three would be even better.

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[Following after Ken, Aya quickly goes for his hands, wanting to pin them over his head. He's not going to bother to take the time to admire the way he looks all spread out like this, Ken will gain the advantage that way.]

[He doesn't bother to try and free himself. Why would he? He's in one of his favorite spots, after all.

Slowly, his lips curl up into a knowing smirk, a flicker of pink tongue slipping out to dampen his lower lip.]

You better not let me go, Aya.

[He lifts a brow at him and nips at his lips.]

If that's the case, I may need to make sure I keep your hands down so I can free up mine.

[And that just earns a nip back.]

You'll still need to let me go to grab something.

You have a point.

[Moving Ken's hands up to the headboard, he holds them there with one hand then reaches for Ken's belt. A quick tug and he brings it up to use it to tie his wrists to the headboard of their bed, smiling down at him when he's done.]

Now I won't. [Dipping down, he runs his tongue over his chest.]

[Ken doesn't make it easy for his lover, but in the end, he knows he's held tight. That doesn't mean he doesn't at least try to yank his hands free, even more so when with the warm, wet tease along his skin.

Growling under his breath, he arches up, twisting under Aya.]

[He knows that the binding is perfect so Ken won't be getting free. Still, he does glance up with a smile as he works his pants off. Of course Aya has his moments of being a tease too.]

Problem?

[He doesn't even shoot him a scowl before his legs are moving again, trying to topple Aya. It's not a case of not wanting it. It's more along the lines of making him work for it.]

[Aya growls a little and drags Ken's pants down to his knees then promptly puts his knee down on them to stop the kicking. That's better. He lifts a brow then nips at Ken's stomach for the behavior.]

[By now, Ken's gaze is firmly locked on Aya's. There's no mistaking the banked heat in his gaze, and if that wasn't enough, other parts of him were showing a bit of interest as well.]

Tease.

You're enjoying it.

[Moving back up, he nibbles his way up to Ken's chest while his fingers wrap around his length, stroking him once he has a grip on him. And his other hand goes to play with those wings.]

[Anything smart he has to say back is quickly lost to a low, barely audible groan. As it is, he can barely move himself to enjoy the dual sensations thanks to Aya's weight, so all he can do is let Aya guide things.

For the moment.]

Duh.

[Aya laps at a nipple, the loose strands of his hair brushing over Ken's skin. He moves his hand down to the base of his wings, sliding his hand under his back to do it, and stroking there next.]

[Ken's back arches with the touch, the noise leaving him low and breathless. The wings might be sensitive, but the nerves where the new appendages joined along his shoulder blades were even more so.]

[He's going to be remembering that detail as he manipulates the base of the appendages more, liking to please his lover like this.]

[It's almost too much. Gasping sharply, Ken twists under Aya, but if it's to get away from the sensation or push into all of it, he has no idea.]

[Finally, he leaves Ken's wings alone so he can move down between his legs, nibbling at his stomach on the way down, stroking him faster.]

[Groaning as soon as Aya's hand slid out from under his back, he shot a hazy glance down, already spreading his legs in a silent request.]

[Humming softly, he wraps his lips around the tip of the erection, sucking on it lightly while he strokes the base.]

[For a moment, Ken's mollified, but one simple fact remains. Right then, he wants nothing more than to reach down there and sink his fingers in all that soft hair, but thanks to Aya's little bit of trickery, he can't. It's arousing and frustrating and irritating all rolled into one, and he shows all that by yanking on the belt even as he groans his lover's name.]

[Pulling back, he laps at the head for a bit before taking it back into his mouth to suck again. All the while his eyes are gazing up at Ken to watch him, well aware of how frustrated he must be but having no intention of showing him mercy.]

[Their gazes lock and it's all Ken can do to keep from asking for a reprieve. Unfortunately, Ken's a stubborn sort, so for now, he does nothing more than suck in quick, panting breaths as he watches Aya try to drive him even further.]

[He knows that Ken is being stubborn but he's always admired that about him. So he takes more of him into his mouth and sucks harder. He'll go and get the lubricant in a moment, he's busy currently.]

[For a moment, Ken almost breaks the line of sight when that telltale knot starts to tighten low in his belly. Normally, he'd warn someone, but he knows Aya doesn't need that. If anyone knows him, it's the redhead tormenting him. No, for the moment, he just tries to clamp down on the feeling, teeth gritted around another low groan.]

[He can sense that Ken is getting close but doesn't stop. He's ready for when it happens and even hums around him to encourage it.]

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