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[photographists]

( He hasn't forgotten about their deal by any means -- it was in the back of his mind. Even as he focuses on the attention Kazuya is giving him, he knows that this doesn't mean as much to him as it could to Basil. However, Basil was someone who valued all the relationships he formed with others. Being affectionate or sentimental with others felt like it came naturally at times.

When his lips meet with his, it feels almost natural to lean into that kiss, although clumsily so. Instinct tells him to shift his head enough to kiss him back. Though, after a moment or so, he tentatively nibbles at the other's bottom lip. He's mimicking his actions, in a way -- wanting to tell him that he... doesn't have to be so gentle.

Though, it's difficult to really think on how he wants to communicate with Kazuya pressing against him. His lower half indeed rocks against him, a needy, muffled whine leaving him. It's almost embarrassing to think about how he wants to feel Kazuya against him at this point -- wants to be touched in every way imaginable. It's enough to wrap an arm around him - as if making sure that he won't let up. )

[belheir]

[The clumsiness is met with reassurance, an adjustment of how he's currently hovering over the others body, and a quick resumption of the kiss to make it easier for the both of them. The nibbles he receives are, in fact, delightful. They're a promise of potential roughness that demons naturally crave, though the intent is more or less lost. To him, this means that Basil may want to try being rougher, to take more for himself, and Kazuya encourages that, nipping back so he can deepen the kiss.

When he moves against him though, that's when Kazuya moves, deciding that he is going to raise his body up, just ever so slightly out of reach of anything that might bring meaningful friction to him. Any meaningful relief.

Basil best be tight with his grip, if he truly wants to keep their lower halves touching. Best cling to him with all his might.]

[photographists]

( Kazuya nips at his lips in return, and Basil makes a quiet noise in surprise before biting down a little hard. He lifts a hand to gently brush against the others cheek -- hopefully conveying an apology. Maybe he didn't mind - all things considering - but, Basil was a gentle soul.

But, when Kazuya moves upwards, Basil's grip tightens and his hand leaves cheek to wrap his arms around him, legs tangling further around the other as he attempts to lift himself upwards. With all his inexperience, could he be blamed for his impatience? He presses himself against the other, clumsily creating friction. He breaks the kiss, looking to Kazuya with flushed face and desperate eyes. )

P-Please.

( He wants - needs to be touched. )

[belheir]

[ The harder bite almost encourages him to be rougher, though the hand quickly stays that urge when it seems to be an apology, a quirk of inexperience. That's fine, because Basil already tangles himself closer, more firmly against him in a bid for friction as he rises.

And his voice. So sweet with the cadence of want that it almost melts him.

Almost.

Kazuya gives a soft chuckle, and another sweet kiss to the side of his mouth, breath ghosting over his lips as he speaks. ]

Please what?

[photographists]

( The whisper feels teasing - unfairly so. He moves against him - longing, wanting, yet embarrassed to say what he wants. He's so hard, achingly so. It all feels so overwhelmingly sweet and intoxicating to him. Perhaps if he had more confidence, he would've attempted to take control.

His hands move then, cupping the other's cheeks, not letting up on his hold otherwise. He closes this distance between them - pressing one, two kisses against lips - hungry and needy.

He wants this, he wants him. )

I--

I... want to be touched. I-I want to touch you, too.

[belheir]

[ It's surprising how he acts now. From shy, demure, cowed entirely and anxious to this. Basil has no idea how to say what he wants, not really, but he wants it all the same and is willing to act for it.

The kisses are consumed readily as he nuzzles into the hands that hold his face. All sweet, not entirely an act put on for his humans sake. He kisses his fingertips as he speaks. ]

I'm not stopping you from touching me. [ Well, maybe a little. This time he nips gently at the tips of those fingers.] Where do you want me to touch you?

[photographists]

( He's not so used to being so bold, but perhaps this is bringing out a side of him that he isn't familiar with anymore. Maybe there's something that feels natural about being with him. It's nothing that he can think clearly about now - it doesn't feel as important as the way that the kiss is responded to, or the way that Kazuya nips at his fingers.

Basil breathes out then, unevenly - thumb circling around skin, another leaving cheek in favor of reaching to tug shirt upwards, . This was okay, right? He said he wouldn't stop him.

He rests his forehead against the others, bright blue eyes looking elsewhere. )

Everywhere. I want to feel you everywhere.

( There's hesitation then, and the next words are said a little more quietly. He-- liked the attention he was getting earlier, and despite everything, it takes a moment for him to admit to such things in his own way. )

You... d-don't have to be gentle, either.

[belheir]

[Kazuya helps him out of his shirt, doesn't protest the boldness that Basil shows, nor moves to stop or slow him down. The shirt lands wherever the other feels fit to toss - or drop- it. The words catch his attention, and it makes him stop.

Slowly, carefully, Basil is put back against the bed as Kazuya presses against him, moves his hands to cup his chin in one hand to look him in the eye. And his tone is serious when he speaks next.]

You're best off if I'm as gentle as I'm being for the moment. You won't be able to move after, otherwise.

[And he would very much like for his human to be able to move after all of this. Even if it's with some difficulty.

He kisses his forehead almost apologetically.]

Once you're more comfortable we can do this without my human guise.

[photographists]

( Basil stops the moment that Kazuya takes his chin into his hand, and his eyes widen in fear. He hadn't forgotten that this is a demon, and Basil had been fully aware that he had been holding back, but he hadn't known just how much he had been doing so.

But then, he feels those lips on his forehead, apologetic and comforting - and Basil feels himself relax a little. )

... O-Okay. ( His hands move to rest on the other's chest, shifting upwards just enough to press a brief kiss to lips. )

I... I trust you.

[belheir]

Good boy.

[Another kiss, sweetness to help ease him back into it after the brief scent of fear. He doesn't want to scare him, truly, but he does need to know that him holding back is essential for his comfort. Too much too fast might scare him further, especially when it comes to something like leaving heavy bleeding bites, and long gouges out of his skin from the way he'd rake his claws down him.

No, for now a more human touch is needed.

But he'll still offer some roughness, a nip to his lip before he pulls back just enough to continue leaving trails of kisses across the darkening marks he'd left previously.]

You can be as rough as you like, though. I don't mind.

[It's not like he'd ever be able to do enough to hurt him, after all.]

Now, how about I take a taste of you?

[photographists]

( The kiss is indeed reassuring, despite how he can feel his cheeks darken at his comment -- and he can feel himself relax. He has no idea what Kazuya is capable of, and it's nothing that he's in a rush to see for himself. The best way to go about this for now was to trust in what he had to offer.

He moans softly at the nip - the way he brings attention to already sensitive skin. His body feels so warm, and no amount of touching or kisses seems to calm him down. Fingernails press lightly into skin, fingers trailing downwards. He admires how warm his skin feels under fingertips.

But, even with his words, he doesn't quite have the courage to be as rough like Kazuya is offering. Perhaps, in time, he would be able to take charge. For now, he brings himself against him, rubbing his still clothed cock against the other with a needy sound. )

P-Please.... Please.

[belheir]

[How is he to say no to that pleading? The needy noises he makes that tell him what a good job he's doing? His human is cute. Cute in the way he grinds himself helplessly for friction, for some attention to his cock.]

I suppose I can, since you're asking so nicely.

[He moves, sitting up so he can work on pulling his remaining clothes down, focus on freeing his cock so that he can then press open mouthed kisses along the length of it. Drag his tongue along the head of it so he can take the taste of him he so rightly deserves.]

[photographists]

( He's so calm about all of this... Meanwhile, Basil can't help any of the sounds of motions that he's making, breath hiccuping as he feels tongue meet with cock. His hand moves to hair, back arching at the sensation as he moves upwards towards each of those motions - his legs no longer tangled around the other in favor of spreading open to give Kazuya more access to do as he pleased. The heat is only growing more intense, feeling dizzy from the pleasure of it all. )

I'm... I--

( All things considering, was it surprising that he was already ready to come? That much may have been evident with the way that cock was slick with precum. )

[belheir]

[It's not too surprising. He can feel the way that his cock throbs against his mouth, the way he arches into the heat of it. It's a good thing he's not cruel enough to pull away, that he's willing to be nice to swallow him down to the root in a quick motion, suckling on him the entire way.

If he's going to cum, then he's going to swallow it down and give him a taste of his own of what's to come.]

[photographists]

( Despite it all, Kazuya doesn't let up, and he can't help but want to pull away, gripping lightly at hair as he shifts.

Despite it all, it feels like seconds stretch into minutes as he does indeed reach his climax, and he stiffens for a moment, muscles tensing as a quiet moan escapes him. He's basking in the pleasure of it all, breathing heavily as he avoids Kazuya's gaze.

... It happened so quickly, he can't help but be embarrassed. He uses both hands to cover his face. )

S-Sorry. I... I wasn't expecting all of this to feel so good.

[belheir]

[Kazuya swallows all he's given, giving a single quick bob of his head after and wiping his mouth when he pulls off and away, the taste settling hot on his tongue.]

I don't expect you to be able to hold back too much. As long as you get a taste [Maybe a funny choice of words, considering.] of how good this can feel, then I won't feel too bad when I move onto the next part.

[He is a virgin, after all. And discomfort is just something that's going to be part and parcel with what happens next. Kazuya pulls up and off, finally working his own pants down his body so that his own cock springs free- something far more inhuman than the rest of his guise, with how it's slick, dripping what's probably pre, and writhes seemingly of it's own accord, with soft bumps and ridges along the length of it.]

[photographists]

( Basil catches sight of the way that Kazuya swallows his seed as he finishes catching his breath, looking away quickly - heart beating all the more. It's even more strange to think of their arragement more. Wouldn't he have preferred someone with far more experience than him...? It's difficult to think too much about it. He's still reeling from the aftermath of it all.

But then, he takes his pants off and Basil pushes himself to sit, nerves beginning to twist in the pit of his stomach once more. )

W... Will it hurt...? ( He looks to the other's cock for a moment. No, this was just further confirmation that he wasn't human. He expected that there would be discomfort, but... would it hurt even more, with Kazuya being a demon.

Hesitantly, he reaches - taking Kazuya's cheek into both of his hands. )

It's... only fair that it's not just me, right? I want to make you feel good, too...

[belheir]

It might be uncomfortable at first, but it shouldn't hurt.

[He says as he nuzzles into the hands holding against his cheek. More like an animal than a person, though he does pull away soon after.]

You're new, so I can't expect you to just be alright with just this. I'll take care of you first, and then we can focus on my pleasure.

[Which means that he leans in again, pressing his lips briefly to Basil's own and trying to coax him backwards back against the bed.]

[photographists]

( Thumbs circle around skin then, quietly nodding his head. It's what he expected. And with everything told to him, he knows that he would eventually adapt to everything in time.

He moves backwards then, lips moving against the others to deepen the kiss - lips parting as he leans closer. One hand wanders, drifting to his back, nails lightly making their way backwards. The more time they spend like this together, the more bold that Basil was becoming.

And when he breaks the kiss, he looks to Kazuya meaningfully. )

... You've only been giving me attention. I'm... I'm okay to focus on you. It's what I want.

( He's still expecting Kazuya to want to guide him - to teach him -- but... he can try all the same. )

[belheir]

[He groans softly against the kiss as nails lightly drag down his back. The roughness is appreciated, and for however much the other thinks that Kazuya's intent is to teach... It really isn't. He wants Basil to do whatever he wants, to take if he wants to take, to lay still and enjoy if that's what he wants to do.]

Do what you want to. Don't wait for guidance.

[He busies himself with removing Basil's lower clothes. He's got his focus elsewhere, there's one thing he wants more than anything else, and that's to finally sate his own appetite and take the human for his own.]

[photographists]

A-Alright.

( "Do what he wants to". It feels like a tall order for Basil. That's right, he did say that he wanted him to do what he wanted - whether it was to just let him do what he wanted, or respond in turn. But, not doing anything doesn't sit right to him either.

He pushes himself upwards, just enough for the other to tug his pants downwards, skin touching skin - chest pressing against chest in turn. He'll then take in a breath then and gently reach over to take the other's cock in his hand, thumb circling over the tip as his eyes lift to Kazuya's, looking for a response. His fingers move downwards, squeezing gently. This... was alright, wasn't it? )

[belheir]

[ Well, he certainly wasn't expecting Basil to be so forward, if dainty, with the way his hand wraps around his cock and squeezes tentatively, looking at him for some kind of approval.

It comes in the form of more pre slicking itself from the tip of it as he thumbs it, a soft throbbing flex as he gingerly skates his hand lower down. Kazuya was going to simply hike Basil's leg over his shoulder to expose him, to slow press into him and force him to adjust, but this is pleasant too. The next bit of approval comes as a soft sigh as he leans forward to nibble back at the junction of his throat. ]

That's it. Don't hold back, do what you want to.

[photographists]

( Despite not wanting to teach, nor encourage him towards anything in particular, his words are motivation enough for him to become more bold with his actions. His hands wrap around the other's cock, the precum making his motions slick. He squeezes the others cock, moaning quietly at the nibble.

The thought of being the one to make Kazuya feel the same amount of pleasure he had just felt moments ago was more than enough for his cock to harden once more, but the attention Kazuya was giving him was enough to make him feel eager for what was to come, despite his nerves. )

Still. T-Tell me if I do something you don't like...

[belheir]

[The grip firms up, and Kazuya huffs another small sound for it, inhales sharply next to his neck and breathing in the scent of want wafting off of him heavily. It's encouraging, this slow pace. Even if it's maddening. He's ready for the clawing, for the biting marks that one might find from another demon, but Kazuya also knows that Basil won't do that sort of thing for him. Or won't yet.]

You won't.

[He breathes softly.]

Did you want to get me off before we start?

[Because there's more. So much more he wants from him.]

[photographists]

( Basil's already darkened cheeks feel all the hotter at the question, and he nods his head. He can't be as nonchalant as Kazuya seems about all of this, it seems. )

Y-Yeah... I... know we can take our time, and I think it's important for both of us to feel good.

( His fingers begin to move downwards then, offering a gentle squeeze before working their way back up, repeating that motion shortly after. Blue eyes flicker to Kazuya's face, wanting to take note of his expression. He was learning, testing the waters to see what touch would feel better than the other. )