[Appointment Post / Voicemail]

[fierybluebird]

[Voice]
Hey, couldn't get to the comm right away, probably out kicking things. Since that doesn't last long, leave me a message and I'll get back to you as fast as I can, eh?

[Text]
Have a haiku.

There was a bluebird
Who was too busy for you
Leave me a message

[ooc: This post is a catch-all for threads that have to happen between posts. Start off with the Date & whether it's text/video in the comment bar and leave the IC message below.]

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November 15th; action

[fierybluebird]

[Oh, that is perfectly how. Marco lets out a low needy, excited, little whistle and decides that's probably enough lube for now. He leans back against the headboard, not giving a damn at the weird angle it put his neck at, and tugs Japan up more along his waist so that he can just edge his cock head inside Japan's rim.]

Oh oh, fuck, Bushido. [Another small birdlike whistle as he sucks in more air, trying to remember to breathe, and yet too turned on to really care. Japan was back, here, and every bit as gorgeous as always. Raven locks, big dark eyes Marco could get lost in and swallowed hole. Like the night and secrets and all kinds of things Marco wanted to unlock and reveal more of. He was tight and warm and everything Marco wanted to feel more.]

November 15th; action

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[There's a cry at that feeling, and he has to try not to be too loud. This... really wasn't something he did often. But he wanted it from Marco, more than anything else, and that much was clear in his eyes as he gazed at the other.]

Ahh, Marco... [How could he say it? No, that much was enough. And he was so close, he wasn't sure if much more would come together as words right now. Words were never an important part...]

November 15th; action

[fierybluebird]

[Less talking was fine by Marco at that point. Just the sound of his name alone from those pouty lips was all Marco needed to edge in a little deeper, holding his lover close as he started massaging just lightly on Japan's cock.]

I really do love you I hope you know. [Kisses down Japan's cheek and neck, licking very slightly towards the end, threatening to steal away the salt from Japan's neck as he'd told him before.]

November 15th; action

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[Japan groans, the feeling shooting through his body in warm waves. All of this together was overwhelming, in a good way, but he couldn't hold it all in. He was sure he wasn't going to last much longer at all. On top of that, the light trembles of pleasure taking over his body right now were more than he'd ever experienced before.

Marco's words just pulled him in even more.]

Marco... [He leans ever so slightly, not wanting to move to mess up anything Marco was doing but still wanting to kiss him] I love Marco as well. Ah... this... [This was so... nice? That word wasn't enough...]

November 15th; action

[fierybluebird]

[Kisses back and nuzzles gently. This was nice, and Marco didn't need any added words to know it. It was everything he wanted right then and it couldn't start to make up for missing nearly a century, but he could try. He was tempted to slow down to make it last longer, but Japan's eagerness before coupled with those words meant that even Marco didn't think he could do it at this point. Fast was fine too. He was more focused on making Japan enjoy it anyway, using the smaller's man stillness to pay more attention to details as he thrust inside him and lets out a low whistle to Japan's ear.]

Good, don't stop. [A little breathless, the words come out quietly in pants.]

November 15th; action

[asideglance.livejournal.com]

[Everything was so nice all at once, and Marco panting those words only added to it. There's another groan at that thrust. They were going so fast and he didn't mind it at all, panting with pleasured moans laced between.]

November 15th; action

[fierybluebird]

[Marco just closes his eyes once more, and pounds steadily into the smaller man, keeping the rhythm even with his hand, and maybe just a little faster here and there. Too perfect. Japan even smelled nice. Like ocean and warm almost like fire bubbled beneath, and that was something Marco was more used to from devil fruit users. Someday he might ask him about it. When it wouldn't sound completely insane. For now though, he just trails kisses down Japan's cheeks and neck; anywhere he could reach, complete with a flutter of eyelashes for incidental butterfly kisses. Okay he's a bit gay.]