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[Mitsuki doesn't say things he doesn't mean - and Albert will surely come to know that, in time. So he just smirks, a challenge in his eyes.]

Only if you think you can keep up, old man.

[He's throwing down a gauntlet and he'll be damned if he doesn't try his best to put his money where his mouth is.

He nods, lifting his hips.]

You don't have to ask for everything, c'mon.

[Honestly, Mitsuki, you should be glad someone is being patient with you!!!]

[Albert laughs faintly.]

I'm an old man?

[His hands make quick work of Mitsuki's pants, getting them off and down far enough that he can (without asking, since someone is a brat!) get one firm but gentle hand wrapped around Mitsuki's length.]

You don't know what you want, so I'll ask if I see fit to.

[There's something a little wicked about the way Albert raises one eyebrow and offers up a cocky half-smile.]

Unless you'd rather I just do whatever I'd like...

You certainly act like one!

[Ah. That's more like it. The wicked gleam in his eyes is a good look for him, he thinks. He raises an eyebrow, trying to keep himself still instead of thrusting into Albert's grip - there's no reason not to, but, again. Challenge, gauntlet, Mitsuki isn't about to lose this competition he's set up for them. He can restrain himself!

At least for as long as it takes to get Albert to lose control.]

I want you.

[He cups Albert's cheeks, leaning in until their lips are brushing.]

So you can do anything you want until I say "no", okay?

Anything?

[He's so amused by the bold statements' contrast with the gentle kiss he's given. Albert closes his eyes and kisses Mitsuki back, more fierce affection than lewdness, but he's shifting Mitsuki to lay him down on the couch as he does so. Once he has him laid down, the pants and underwear are coming off entirely, leaving Albert all the room he'd like to work. Of course, it isn't fair that he's mostly clothed still, so he quickly takes off his own shirt and vest before leaning back down to press heated, reverent kisses along curves of muscle and planes of skin.]

It's only fair to say that I want you, too. Desperately.

[And with his heart leaping in his chest, sure, and a small flutter of butterflies, but if he really goes down this road, it'll be simple. Delightful.

His hand moves to grasp Mitsuki's cock again, and he runs a thumb along the length, teasing. There's ample room as he works his lips' way down toward where his hand rests on Mitsuki.]

I'll take you to bed if you want more than this.

[He's implying something with that "this".]

Anything.

[And he knows that anything could be... A lot. He might be inexperienced, yes, but he's got more than enough curiosity to have made up for that. Another man touching him is already incredibly different from touching himself, and he doesn't expect it's going to stop being so much any time soon.

Still.

He'd let Albert take him right here on the couch.]

Of course I want more, but I'm not about to stop you.

[He pushes himself up to get a better view of Albert, a blush blooming high on his cheeks. He twitches, and he's not sure if it's nerves or excitement or what fueling the butterflies in his stomach. Why he would be nervous over an incredibly handsome man going down on him he doesn't know, but he's not about to rule out that out with how out of his depth he is.]

Maybe we can move there for round two, if you can manage that much.

[He murmurs against the skin of Mitsuki's abs, nosing lower.]

I was already planning on a second round.

[There's a moment as Mitsuki shifts where Albert glances up to him, eyes bright and full of mischief, lashes low.

As soon as their eyes meet, he glances down, and shifts just a little more, so he can run his tongue along Mitsuki's length. There's certainly nothing reserved about the way he does it, nothing to indicate previous politeness other than the fact that the lick is more of a tease again than anything else.

He's being challenged, and he likes it. Not that Mitsuki has any idea how long and how well Albert can manage all of this, but he'll find out soon enough.

The languid lick turns into more, a second lick that ends with Albert laving Mitsuki's head with his tongue before he takes his cock into his mouth with a brief, satisfied hum.]

[Well. The jig is up. Mitsuki is ready for a comeback, but all of his thoughts scatter with the mouth around his cock. Logically, he knew it would feel different from his own hand. Practically, he still wasn’t prepared for it.

And the squeak he let out... Utterly embarrassing.

He bites down on his bottom lip, before reaching down and threading his hands through Albert’s hair. It’s... Very soft, he thinks dimly, before wondering why he’s even noticing that.]

I’m - Glad you’re thinking ahead, but I wonder how much you planned to begin with!

[He’s going to die. And it’s not like Albert can even really respond right now...]

[Albert can't help but enjoy that sound. If he's getting reactions, he's doing something right, and it's worth any effort or awkwardness. He hums again quite contentedly at the hands in his hair, and no, he can't respond because he's charmingly busy working his tongue and lips down Mitsuki's length.

Perhaps surprisingly, he's not bad at this at all, and he makes a good show of alternating between hollowing his cheeks to suck and rather lewdly bobbing his head. It's their first time together, and he's honestly utterly about making the experience as good as he can. So despite slick sounds and untoward motions, he keeps tuned in to Mitsuki's reactions entirely.]

[Mitsuki is generally easy to read - he wears his heart on his sleeve and is about as expressive as you can get. His moaning is unabashed and loud - he hopes Albert doesn’t have roommates and that the walls are thick enough to keep his neighbors from hearing. (Sure, he could try to muffle himself, but he’s too busy gripping Albert’s hair and the couch cushion. Priorities.)

He also can’t stay still, hips shifting in aborted thrusts. He can’t decide what to do - a part of him is overwhelmed and he wants to squirm away and he knows he’s not going to last for long. Well, he can blame Albert for that, at least. Not the fact he’s super inexperienced and it’s been a while since he’s had time to touch himself.]

Fuck, Albert. I’m gonna-

[Embarrass himself and cum already? Definitely.]

[Albert loves every minute of it, always the type to be most satisfied when his partner is enjoying things. He loves being handled by his hair, adores those thrusts, and he moves with them to make them deeper than Mitsuki's own efforts would result in. The poor man hasn't even done so much as this before, and Albert is enjoying being his first experience with it more than many things he's experienced in life. There's just something about being with someone so vocal and eager that makes Albert's whole body sing.

He hears his name, and it starts him out of his concentration. Before Mitsuki can come, Albert takes him in one last time and works his tongue often his shaft, drawing it out of him almost mercilessly.]

[His grip tightens, tugging at Albert’s hair. His voice cracks into a yelp as he comes, and he just. He just cannot believe Albert. At all.]

Oh, god.

[He’s so incredibly fond of this man - and maybe that’s because of the orgasm he’s drawn out of him, but Albert is... Far more than he was expecting from anyone here. He’s kind and charming and he’s already so ridiculously fond. He wants to make Albert happy. He wants to take care of him.

He pets Albert’s hair, laughing a bit to himself before nudging him with his knee to get him to pull away. When he finally speaks up again, he can’t hide how fond he sounds.]

You’re amazing, but maybe I’m a little biased right now.

[Another laugh, bright and more at himself than anything else.]

[Albert chuckles faintly as he pulls back, wiping in a somehow dignified manner at the corners of his lips with one thumb. He moves along the couch to rest beside Mitsuki, pulling a blanket down over him so he won't get a chill in the aftermath of everything. It's nice just to relax and enjoy it, rather than trying to get dressed hastily.]

You are amazing. [Another little laugh.] Though I don't mind the bias. It's not as though I get to do that every day. And I do enjoy your company entirely too much, so it was the least I could do.

[Nuzzling in, he presses a chaste kiss to Mitsuki's cheek.]

All my plans went directly out of the window. You're so charmingly bold.

[He almost comments that Albert would be a rich man again if he did that every day, but he's sure Albert's already well aware of how this world works.

He turns his head, nose bumping Albert's cheek. He's not about to kiss him because he's not eager to taste himself at this moment in time, but he still wants to be close to him. He drapes an arm an Albert, but he doesn't stay still for long.]

You're going to spoil me, aren't you.

[It's strange, to be the one getting doted on for once. Iori tried, but he was just a kid, and Iori's way of caring didn't necessarily... Gel with Mitsuki. This is wildly different, and he's not about to unpack his feelings right now.]

So the boldness is what you like about me?

[It's gently teasing, and Mitsuki's hand trails down, drawing lazy patterns on Albert's side and chest.]

If I spoil you, I'll be terribly pleased with myself.

[He nuzzles faintly at Mitsuki's cheek, settling in comfortably beside him. See, if he can show Mitsuki all the finer things about himself, and about life, they'll have a marvelous time. An adventure, really! Something sweet and endearing and full of the vibrant energy Mitsuki injects into Albert's soul.]

The boldness among other things, yes. I like so many things about you already, and I daresay I'll only discover more with time, should you let me.

[He hates to be an absolute sap when he's just done... what he's just done, but.]

I've never known anyone like you.

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You already have.

[And no, he doesn't mean because of the blowjob.

Albert has... He's been nothing but kind to Mitsuki, and there's something about the man he's inexplicably drawn to. He's not quite like anyone Mitsuki's met before - and maybe some of that is the differences in the times they're from. The way Albert acts would be strange, if Mitsuki met him back home, but it's so incredibly endearing here.

He's not sure why that is, but... He's happy for it.]

Why wouldn't I let you? I don't think I could stop you, anyways.

[When it comes to Albert he feels so, so incredibly weak.]

Well, you didn't have idols back then.

[His hand finally comes to a stop at Albert's waistband, and he arches an eyebrow. He won't do anything if Albert doesn't want him to, but...

He really wants to at least see for himself, after the mortifying conversation he had with Sougo.]

[Albert can't help being the quaint little Victorian he is every so often, especially as he's willingly defanged himself here for the greater good and his own soul. If he makes Mitsuki weak, the younger idol makes Albert ten times weaker still. He swears he's dreaming, that someone as vibrant and stimulating cares for him even this much.]

How does it feel to be someone's very first idol?

[His eyes light on Mitsuki's hand, then he looks back up to him.]

Do as you'd like. This evening isn't just for my gratification, though I would like to thoroughly spoil you.

Hmm.

[Mitsuki laughs softly, brilliantly, unfastening Albert’s pants with very little fanfare. Albert can say it’s not just for his own gratification as much as he wants, but Mitsuki wants to make Albert feel as good as he feels every moment he’s with the man. yeah

I do feel a bit like I’m being worshipped.

[There’s a pause, as he lets his curiosity get the best of him, and he blinks for a moment as he stares down. Then, he huffs.]

I called it.

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