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[He slides a hand under Japan's chin, fingers gently brushing and his thumb holds the smaller man firm.]

You could always open this place into a... special type of library. [For porn? Anyways... he just wants the excuse to read them all. Like seriously.]

[He allows him to do that, glancing up quietly and resting his hands on Marco's knees.]

Only Marco is permitted.

[A pause.]

Is it roleplay Marco is interested? [Librarian and visitor or something? Sure shhh he has doujin like this.] I had something else in mind. Ah, if Marco would like to see what, he will have to undress first.

[Asking him to instead of doing it himself...]

I am game for anything, my love.

[Resists the urge to kiss Japan and makes a show of taking off his shirt.]

Okay, but if you tie me up and leave me here, I'm going to read them all before you know it. [Undoes his sandals next and runs his toes teasingly along Japan's legs.]

I will not leave.

[And that's what he'll leave it at, pulling himself closer to tip toe and give Marco a kiss. It's short and he backs off, waiting. Marco you're so trusting after the tree incident I swear. Japan isn't moving to take his own clothes off at all.]

[Oh Marco definitely has his doubts, but he trusts Japan with everything... to almost absurd levels really. He makes another slow show of taking off his belt, though this time he leans close back to Japan to kiss his lips and teasingly wrap his belt and sash around Japan's waist to tug him close.]

Ahhh the closer I get, the more curious. Do I get a hint?

[So far he's guessing he will be posing for drawings or pictures. Because ego. So much ego. That's why.]

[He's constantly surprised by the shows of affection, so the little tugs for more kisses are just so nice. Japan kisses back before shaking his head and pulling back yet again.]

I believe it will be better without warning.

[You keep thinking that Marco...]

[He wraps the vibrant blue sash around Japan's neck, and strips off the pants, revealing ducky boxers. Because it's cold, nearing spring, and he likes ducks. Anyways, those are gone fairly quickly as well as Marco tries a "come hither" look, which may or may not fail spectacularly.]

As you wish.

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[Japan looks amused but takes Marco's hands to urge him off the counter, pulling him in front of it instead. Finally he reaches for drawer nearby, pulling out a rather clean looking rope. He spent all day preparing it, you know!]

Shall I explain this sort of thing? [He steps closer, leaning up for a kiss and lightly loosening his own kimono. But not all the way just yet. The rope is still in one hand.] We can make art together.

I'm all yours. [Hops down from the counter and kisses Japan, his hands sliding to Japan's hips nonetheless. And while he means that offer in several ways, it refers to being Japan's play thing as well. Though, he hopes he doesn't have to explain, his idea of pain is pretty lessened by the devil fruit. He's pretty sure he's mentioned it before after all. And if not, he doesn't want to bring it up.]

Are you wanting to learn sailor's knots? [A quiet smirk that shows he's completely kidding and knows full well that's not what Japan has in mind, nor is Japan asking to be tied up -- or he thinks the last one, pretty sure anyway.]

Hmm, I am not sure if Marco could ever tie knots like this...

[Teasing and also challenging, but for now in fact he does have other things planned. He'll let his kimono slide off one shoulder slightly as he takes Marco's wrists first, wrapping the rope around. Once, twice, three times, and then forming a rather complex knot right there. All as he stays close to Marco, kissing lightly at the corner of his mouth.

It didn't really matter that the shop was getting dark fast.]

That sounds like a challenge--

[Interrupted by the suddenly complicated knot on his wrists. He blinks and kisses back distractedly, quickly try to memorize this.]

Surely you've done this before.

Never on a person. Please let me know if it is too much.

[He says that so casually, slipping off his kimono the rest of the way as he brushes past Marco, rope pulling along in each own path and way. It's definitely not loose, constricting movement and brushing against the skin so tightly that each slight movement Marco makes will cause them to rub.

But he's only covered the wrists and chest so far, so the alarming part has barely started. Along with his rope work, he plants kisses along Marco.]

[Groans when Japan lets the kimono off. Not because of pain so much as that Japan is naked and that close and he can't do anything about it, which was obviously part of the plan. So for now, he'll close his eyes and return the kisses with a gentle nuzzle and very very carefully test some of those bonds.]

Give me you worst, eh?

Hm... My apologies for not finding proper costumes.

[Which is why they're naked, but he supposes this is a different sort of work of art. One he likes still, actually, and it's completely thrilling to be able to do this on someone. He loves Marco as an equal, but these sort of things were places where he could indulge in other things. Like how powerful he felt with it, and that strange tingling in his spine at the thought of Marco being even a bit helpless.

He moves the ropes in practiced lines, tying off knots in all the right places for a good feel as well as support and design. He's particularly slow when he finally moves the ropes against Marco's more sensitive areas. The sensation would likely be new, and hardly comfortable. Cutting off circulation just enough to heighten the sensitivity of touch, brushing and pulling at the slightest movement...

And there's Japan, working at them still and planting quiet kisses against Marco's back.]

There's costumes to this sort of thing??

[That's news to Marco. Then again he wasn't sure how common this elaborate or a rope tying kink was. Annnd well fuck... that was... certainly something else. Marco blinks, his cheeks reddening, and he sucks in air, his voice squeaking a little.] J-Japan??

[It's not... bad necessarily, and the kisses are going a long way to keeping Marco calm, but every movement burns like fire, and he's definitely wondering how this ties into sex. Haha ties... yes, punning in his head even at a time like this.]

Of course.

[There's costumes to anything, after all. Surely. But even that uncertainty from Marco is thrilling, though Japan is sure to keep himself focused for any sort of questioning or pain that wasn't leading to enjoyment. For now, he moved to finish off the below-the-waist-line ties, brushing closely into Marco from behind to kiss again.]

Feel free to speak any thoughts. They would be welcomed... [And entertaining actually...]

[Grunts and tries not to twist about as that would surely make everything worse. He can't deny he's excited though, having Japan this close and... just how much thought did Japan put into these knots? And while he was certain it wasn't something Japan had always just been saving for Marco alone, that he was using it on Marco and never had with anyone else was definitely it's own kind of thrilling.]

Y-you're sure you know what y-you're doing? [Though Marco trusted Japan implicitly, he was definitely a little nervous, it wasn't often that he was in a more submissive position and oh god help, he loved Japan like this, but it was definitely outside of what he could keep a cocky demeanor about it. So there's a gulp.] Ahhh you seem to have put a lot of thought to this art. [And wasn't that possibly something Marco loved about Japan most of all? The wild imagination. It was nice, and definitely thrilling to try to romance someone like that. And he shifts his feet carefully, trying to get more comfortable, though that just makes some of the other ropes tighten. Welp... stopping that now. So Marco just watches Japan quietly like a wary bird for a little bit. He's definitely starting to like it though. With a mental note of "Oh, that can't be too healthy."]

[Thought... Yes, that was the key. He was sure Marco wasn't used to this sort of working up, this sort of... erotic performance. It was a performance more than anything, and Japan only hoped it was able to work well for the both of them.

As he finishes off one tie at the base of Marco's spine he tugs tightly against the ropes as if to test and then releases, sending them all off to resound against Marco. It was taunting, half pleasant and half pain, with his arms held out of reach of anywhere useful. And Japan's brushing so close against him from behind before raising a hand to his shoulder to pull Marco down to his knees. He's not done just yet, though it should be clear by now that at least he's enjoying it.]

I would not try something so dangerous if I did not know. [The idea of the ropes was to cut off circulation, after all. Make any inch of the body he wanted to be extra sensitive, so that these hands of his now wrapped around Marco from behind could trail across the skin and bring even more sensation. He was waiting on those lower ropes still, kissing the back of Marco's left ear as one hand barely ghosts his length before returning up the thigh to his hips.]

It is like a dance. It's fine if I lead. [Next his hands slide to guide Marco's legs open a bit. It, also, will be uncomfortable, and all too teasing, but he's aiming to link Marco's ankles behind him and tie a final knot there. All while lavishing his back and neck with kisses, humming softly to himself as he nudges closer. Brushing up and ghosting away, again and again.]

O-oh... [Marco lets out a very long low groan, everything was definitely heightened for sensitivity. Each touch was new and impossibly even more intense. Each brush from Japan made Marco's skin ache and long to return the favor.] M-more than fine... [Oh lord, stammering like a virgin. But even Marco wouldn't be able to keep straight face in lying and trying to pretend he wasn't loving every second of this. Was this how Ace felt when Japan took him from behind. There was definitely something to be said for the strong, even forceful side of Japan. Marco starts gasping at Japan's movements though. Oh hell, he didn't even know he could be that flexible. Clearly his Bushido was taking revenge for all the times Marco told him he'd show him just how flexible an old man could be. Definitely taking revenge, and Marco didn't have a single objection.]

Oh ah fuck... that's... that's... [A deep breath, it's definitely hard to breathe now and even harder to think. He's not sure what to say, is there anything TO say at this point? Ah but didn't Japan want him to talk. He starts blushing though and leans into the kisses like a lifeline, the brushes starting to drive him mad.] In-Incredible. Oh Bushido... [He can't help it, he starts to squirm and lets out a startled chirp, definitely not a smart move.] More please... [It's quiet, but definitely begging. He's not sure more of what or even if he can handle it, but it's too interesting to let up now.]

[Pulling the final knot tied around the ankles he responds to Marco's begging by (rather firmly) grabbing a section of rope from behind, clenching his fist and essentially tightening all of it just for that moment. Holding Marco there he moves to stand up, himself, draping his free hand over Marco's shoulder and across his chest. And he stays crouched down like that, gripping the rope, splaying his hand and whispering in Marco's ear.]

Ah, is Marco begging already?

Ah shit...

[There's another groan and Marco stills against the knots. To move or to stay still. It's becoming increasingly difficult to stay still with the time passing, but the knots make truly impossible to move.]

I-If you're going to keep touching me like that... yeah. [A small shiver and he closes his eyes again, leaning back against Japan and just feeling every inch of it. Every dig of the ropes, the feel of it pressing into his skin. He could turn into blue flames and cheat, but he didn't want to, not yet. Still too eager to see what happened next more.]

I really can't do much to you like this can I? [To whit Marco means to help Japan get off physically as well as mentally like this.]

That is the point.

[He moves around Marco to stand in front of him, releasing the ropes for that temporary bit of relief only to grab two ones on his chest for a grip.

Just enough to hold him as he rests a foot against Marco's crotch, gently at first before applying serious pressure. To an already sensitive area that is now bound around with ropes YES JAPAN IS... so kind.]

Sex is not always included in such a thing... [That's the first time he's said sex I swear] But I believe for Marco, it should be. What does Marco think?

S-Somehow I had a feeling. [Flushes bright red and groans, twisting at that pressure and trying to keep himself steady.]

I think... yes... [LIKE HE WAS GONNA SAY NO.] If you think you can manage like this. [Yeah, nice try for reverse psychology Marco. Trying to make it seem like this is right where Marco wants to be and Japan is the one in his grip, not vice versa, sure okay.] I'm sure it'll be much harder for you to last than me at this point. [And now he's trying to play Japan's pride. Probably much too obviously, but it was the best he could come up with while in this sort of situation.]

Hmm, is Marco worried about such a thing?

[NICE TRY but he's going to stay on top of this thing. Quite literally, as he applies even more pressure to that sensitive area there with his foot, leaning down so his face is closer to Marco's.]

Perhaps I should take care of myself and leave Marco to watch. [You know, unable to touch himself too or anything like that.........]

[Stifles a quiet whimper while his eyes go wide looking up at Japan. There's a shiver in spite of himself, all the knots pressing harder against him, but he can't stop.]

Ahhh...

[Marco's adam's apple throbs, jumping up and down as he tries to hide the worry already etched on his face.] How cruel~ [But it's a sing-song voice as Marco fidgets, wishing he could at least reach out a leg to hook Japan in.]

Do you want me to beg? I don't beg. [Even from this position, he still manages a defiant smirk. Really just about anything Japan did, there was going to be some very large part of Marco who would love it all the same. Though sex definitely seemed better than watching. Hell, Japan touching himself where Marco couldn't reach him? That truly would be some kind of torture, even if he did engrave it into his memory for all time.]

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