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(nor will he. it's a matter of life or death, knowing the ins and outs of his ability. the least people know about it, the better. let them speculate, it is fun to hear the theories.

now, now, is the part of the 'another man', the 'wake up naked' or the unsaid 'somewhere unexpected' that boggled his brain?)

Then shall we? I'll take you to party first.

(risk, danger, all things that are guaranteed when there's dazai in the middle. he tries, he tries, and he tries, to be good, better, but he can only be himself. there's a reason why he fit so perfectly in the port mafia, why he was a huge part of it for so long, why he held the high rank as executive.

walking towards the light through the shadows it casts.

it shows in his kiss. it bears no hesitance, only the goal of making akechi feel something, from the way their tongues meet, to how his hand takes the younger boy's own to guide him to the table.)

[Can it be all three at once??

There's surprise bright in Scott's eyes, vulnerable and open. He didn't realize that Dazai wanted to have sex right now, thinking that he would want to wait for a bit. Maybe talk for a bit longer? He can't stop the way his throat visibly swallows, eyes searching the other's as if trying to get a better gauge from him. Honestly, he's hard to read, a man that obviously keeps things close to his chest.

He can probably say no still, but... there's probably more benefits saying yes this time. If he says 'no,' he can probably save some remnants of his self-respect, but that was probably destroyed long ago anyway.]

Did... you already have a place in mind?

[Sometimes you can't escape your own darkness. He wouldn't know -- he hasn't tried very much.

Even so, he allows himself to be guided. Why not indulge here, right now? He needs cards. And it's not so bad to lose himself in a haze of pleasure.]

Now might be a good time for us to locate some lubricant. And work out who's topping. Or does that ruin the mood?

(well, he kind of is. it's a whole thing, to watch scott interact with him, and watch him interact in a place that is clearly completely out of his element. he does intend to keep their hangout going for a little longer, after all.)

Ah, we are actually going partying. We'll fuck afterwards. Do you like women?

(this is much easier on his back - terrible posture and being horribly tall does it so that he finds it incredibly relieving. akechi's hair is pretty, it feels soft, and that's where his hand moves, only to take it away from the light skin of the boy's neck.

a kiss, another kiss in another spot, and should he hear a reaction to any spot, that's where he will run teeth against.)

I brought it! -- Ah, I only top.

(he's not good with feeling vulnerable and not in control.)

If that's an issue for you, there are plenty of other ways to make you feel great.

[Only top, huh? He notes that away in the back of his mind. Someone afraid of feeling vulnerable physically. Not that he isn't, but he knows that sometimes you need to to manipulate people. Also, he just likes it.]

No, that's alright. I'm flexible. I had a feeling you wanted to bend me over this table, anyway.

[He tilts his neck a bit more to allow Dazai more access. Meanwhile, Akechi grabs his waist to pull him a bit closer, more onto him.]

What else do you like?

[Scott's feeling like he's getting mood whiplash talking to Dazai. He's not sure if he really wants to party, but then he brings up fucking-- and then asking about women?? He doesn't know where to really begin or how to answer, but the mutant slowly nods anyway, suddenly wishing that he had his shades to hide how expressive he can really be.]

Yes? I like women. [He swallows, managing to stop himself from talking about a specific woman that's now a cosmic force in space. But yeah, he likes women.] Does that have to do with anything right now?

(or faking vulnerability to the best because you feel blank, so any emotion can totally be the real thing. he might like it, but it's to be held, and to be touched, felt, and all those things are completely terrifying to him. he'd run before he had the chance to feel any of those things.)

Me? I'm not picky. I like whatever you like.

(which is true. sex is enjoyable to him whatever way he might have it, so why not bring all his attention to his partner? it ensures they might come back later, like a dopamine refill for him. being pulled however, makes him come close enough so that he is setting between the other's legs, hands pinning wrist against the surface of the table.)

Should I find it out, or do you want me to do something specific?

Yes! We're going to see women dancing! Did you know they have a pole dance place?!

(the shades should be back on the other's face since they are going out, so carefully not to poke his eyes, he places them. once he's sure they're secure, he's up, offering his hands so the other can stand as well.)

[There's some disappointment about his sunglasses being slipped back on, his vision returning back to the red that he's so familiar with now. It was a nice reprieve, but that's all it can ever be. His world is this, ruby quartz shading his eyes because he can't control his powers. It's been a long time since Scott's had these kind of thoughts and he nearly frowns at himself for it. Summers, you're not a teenager anymore, don't sulk, especially not in front of others.

So, he grabs the offered hand and pulls himself up. Although, his grip in Dazai's doesn't last long, as he releases his hold before nodding at him. No point in having his powers depleted if he can't enjoy the benefits of it.]

I'm aware. [More like, he'd be extremely surprised if they don't have pole dancers here.] I... if you want to see them, I'll go with you.

[Scott sure sounds excited.]

[Hmm. He lets Dazai pin him, exhaling as he feels the nullification effect again. How odd. How exciting.]

I'm up for anything. We can always just... play it by ear.

[He squirms, a little, but mostly so he can rub up against Dazai a bit more.]

Surprise me.

(it's fine if he sulks. there's something about abilities that changes a person, where does an ability end and a person begins, and vice-versa? no one really asked for these, and yet, they're so intrinsically connected to their sense of self that to have it gone can be heaven or hell, depending on who's asked.

he feels the void regardless of his ability - it does discourage him that it can feel as he feels.)

Then we shall! Ah, I love women so much?

Not at all a problem.

(once they get to it, akechi will notice that dazai is nearly wholly covered by bandages. lately, however, they come in handy and he rolls his wrist a few more times than usual, tucking it with the others rather than keeping it wrapping around the rest of him. it is so he can have an easy restrain, and that's what they become around akechi's wrists - his lips descend to neck, an indication he plans to keep going down.)

[He debates asking, but it might ruin the mood and he doesn't particularly care. It's intriguing, but not intriguing enough.

Akechi strains his wrists a little to test the restraints. Good -- they won't break easily, but he still feels he could escape in an emergency. So he'll allow it. He tilts his head back to allow Dazai more room to work.]

(that's how he wished it would be! restrained for the feeling, but not enough to make the other uncomfortable. he already does that by the touch he has, there's only so much he can do with someone new. either way, he hears or sees no complaints, so his lips will kiss as much as he can, trying to find a spot that akechi reacts most.

they are not reserved to the neck, but he needs the shirt off first before he can keep his trip. he can't fully take it off with the restrains, but he can get it out of the way, hanging by the wrists as he places kisses and nibbles to the chest.)

[He reacts to his more vulnerable spots -- near the pulsing heartbeat on his neck. It's the danger that gets him.

He wiggles a little to help Dazai move his shirt out of the way. Under it, Akechi's clearly well-built. He's a bit twiggy, but he's got some muscles despite that. Athletic. His skin is relatively smooth, save for a nasty scar that mars the skin of his abdomen. Dazai can probably recognize it as a bullet wound.]

Mmmm... Should I close my eyes? Or perhaps you'd even want to blindfold me.

[He did tell Dazai to surprise him...]

No, you should watch.

(dazai's never been a shy person in these situations, and if there's something he has always been known for is his fooling around - even when he definitely shouldn't. oftentimes, he'd ghost, but here, there's not much benefit to that - no one is really going to be after him too much, too many options, too many things that push and pull them towards different people.

it does mean, however, that he is experienced, and being the detective he is, any little rise, any reaction, he can sense against lips, make a mental map of what works, what doesn't. the bullet wound is surprising, but he also has those, a few at least. he isn't here to bond - at least not right now. right now, he is opening the other's pants to release his cock from its confines, straight into his mouth, as deep as its length and without a shred of hesitance.)

[He sits up a little bit as Dazai moves down, mostly to watch him. He makes a soft exhale of relief when his cock is released from the pressure of his pants, but--

Oh, he's taking all of it. Akechi gives a moan, more surprised than anything, his dick twitching in Dazai's mouth.]

Hah--ah-- you know I f, fully expect to get your card, too.

[Sex is enjoyable, and all, but he's here for one thing.]

[Scott's not quite sure where this is headed. Maybe he's looking too much into it and Dazai just wants to see some pole dancers for a bit. He's truly a difficult man to fully read, something that he usually doesn't have problems with, but he's able to blend motives with a smile. Well, at least there's no harm in watching a pole dance. Never really something he's done before, but... he's not going to make a fuss about it. Be a little ridiculous in a place like this.]

If you prefer to sleep with women, that's fine. [That's generally his preference too?? He's pretty sure at least.]

We don't need to do anything together, Dazai. I'm fine with just accompanying you to watch.

(the suction is strong on the way out, before he chuckles - as for his tongue is licking the shaft before he can rebuke.)

You don't think you can hold on? I must be really good, or you must be-- ah, really horny?

(no time to allow him an answer, not with how he goes back at it with the same fervour he first did.)

I like to sleep with both. Hugging and loving on, though, women.

("i'm not into hugging men", he has said, however, definitely into sucking dick. mostly, he is much into fucking and ghosting whoever, but lately, that proves difficult with the state of this place. he can be found, as big as this place is.)

Let's definitely fuck, though!

N--- no, that's not it.

[It's hard to sound confident when Dazai is, just, going at it with feeling. Akechi bites his lip.]

Just that-- some people might, mm, be content to service and then leave. It's less--- vulnerable.

[It's the kind of thing he might do, honestly.]

(there's nowhere to leave to. the casino might be big, but it's not like he can disappear within it. the walls have powers that he can't escape from, he can't ghost, or at least, not efficiently.

so, there's just a shrug from him. he'll continue until akechi is close enough.)

[...So, rough with men and soft with women. Got it. See, he's catching onto this stuff a bit better. Being with Jean his entire life, it's not like he really thought about sex or anything like this outside of their relationship, because it never mattered or even occurred to him. They just had each other. Now... now it's entirely different. She's not here-- and she won't be.

Okay, maybe it is time to watch a gorgeous lady twirl around a pole. Better than dwelling back to his more depressing thoughts.]

...Just want to watch some women first to get yourself in the mood? [He asks, a little wryly. Scott's not really offended though.]

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