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[immature]

[well, at least he's cute. Osomatsu agrees]

Marie's the owner, and one of the first people I met here. She's a good friend.

[but that is unimportant right now. he starts moving closer to Kazuma, and pokes him in the chest]

Also, I do call the guests "master," or "mistress." That's part of the job.

[lowleveled]

Aww, that's good--

[He's poked. Hmmm. Little beaming.]

Figured, but...
I'm the only one who gets that after-hours, riiiight~?

[immature]

[Osomatsu hesitates a moment, recalling a memory. but then he nods]

If that's what you want. Master Kazuma.

[lowleveled]

[...He catches that hesitation, and so much as normally he'd go 'yeeesssYESYES' and immediately jump on the lewd thoughts wagon, this time he hesitates as well.]

...As long as it's something you're okay with, too.
Like, if it's weird, or if there's anything wrong, it's hot, but never feel obligated. If you don't wanna, that's fine.

[immature]

[a part of him wants to tell Kazuma why he's hesitant. but then, the other part doesn't. he absolutely hates that this is kind of ruined for him, because Osomatsu genuinely likes pleasing other people, especially Kazuma.

he reaches for Kazuma's hand, holding it gently]

Normally, it would be. Guess I can't hide anything from you.

[lowleveled]

As stupid as I can be sometimes, I'm pretty decent at reading a room.

[He gently takes his hand, giving it a small squeeze.]

So I'd like to know what's wrong, but if you're not comfortable with telling me, I understand. Nothing here's going to be a dealbreaker for me, 'kay?

[immature]

[after a moment, Osomatsu leads Kazuma over to the couch, where they can sit down and talk. he sucks in a breath, expels it, tries to think of how he wants to say what he needs to]

The last time someone got excited about me wearing this dress, we slept together. It was the only time, and it was sort of beyond our control, 'cause... stuff happened? There were dragons, and these dragons gave us tattoos that made us wanna "mate" really bad, kinda like aphrodisiacs, only a lot more... annoying.

Anyway, he was a lot like you, an otaku who got off on being called "master." Thing is, after we slept together, we... didn't have anymore contact. Like, I haven't heard from him since. I think he's still here, but, I don't know for sure.

[lowleveled]

[He sits and he listens. He listens, and then he finally speaks. He's...he's feeling a lot of emotions. Namely anger and protectiveness.]

First of all, he's nothing like me, mostly because he's fucking repulsive and I would absolutely love to kick his ass. If he's still here, and if I ever see him...he's gonna wish he wasn't.

[He took advantage of him in a drugged up state and on top of that, never did anything afterwards, never even fucking said 'oops! Sorry for being so disgusting! I should really fix that! I can understand why I deserve to be sliced into a million pieces!'

Needless to say, Kazuma is livid. But he takes a breath in...then out.]

...I've said it to you before and I'll say it again: I'm not going anywhere, and it is his big fucking loss he did, because he ruined his life and perfected mine, so hey, the one good thing he's ever done is fuck off, because now I have the best thing that ever happened to me, and he has a hand that is going to see a lot of use unless it gets somehow mysteriously broken, hm, wonder how that'd be.

You're too good for him, anyway. There's scum like me - where I'm aware I'm a piece of shit, and I will fuck up, but I'm willing to keep trying and not run away like a coward, like scum like him.

[Alright, toss away the anger...he does that, and he speaks far more softly.]

......So now I get why. And that's fine. I'm not going to run away. Because I care about you, and I want us to be happy. And if that means tossing away one fetish because it understandably brings up bad memories...that's fine. Because I don't like you just for sex, y'know? ...I like you for you.

[He finally smiles earnestly.]

And that concludes 'why I'm your boyfriend and why it's a shame that there are walking trash heaps in this world'.

[immature]

[wow. this is a lot. but Kazuma is at least getting the bigger picture now. now, he understands why dream Osomatsu begged him to not leave him, and why Osomatsu is a bit nervous about moving forward. there are a lot more things, like how Osomatsu's first crush, Kirishima, was taken home before Osomatsu could tell him how he felt. the same thing happened with Karma...

but Kazuma's still here... (and, wow, that's a lot of K's in Osomatsu's life). Mayuzumi may have left him alone, but Osomatsu didn't think he was trash. after all, neither of them had been in their right mind. but still, the memories were there]

You are a walking trash heap.

[but Osomatsu's smiling as he says this, and he might start crying, too. his eyes are glassy. he leans in, pressing his face against Kazuma's chest]

Thank you.

[lowleveled]

Yes, but you've accepted me as your walking trash heap, so I'm okay with that.

[He moves to wrap his arm around him, hugging him close.]

You don't have to thank me for caring about how you feel. That's part of my job.

[immature]

[a sniffle, but then Osomatsu pulls his head back and wipes at his eyes. he's not crying, he swears]

Guess it is.

[he sits up fully]

You know, this dress is actually my work costume, so I probably shouldn't play around in it too much. But any time you wanna try another costume, I'm in. We can go get one.

[lowleveled]

[He was beaming sweetly....up until that point.

And now he's right back into perverted gremlin mode.]

...You're serious?

That is a lot of dangerous power you have just given me. I would not trust me with that kind of power.

Having said that though I am all for that any time any when any where...

[He's already getting excited.
Yep. Walking trash heap.]

[immature]

[Osomatsu chuckles, looking much better now that he's gotten that off his chest]

Yeah, I probably gave you too much power. But... what can I say?

[he suddenly leans forward, breathing near Kazuma's ear]

Power turns me on.

[he pulls away before Kazuma can even do anything, heading to the bedroom]

I'm gonna change!

[lowleveled]

[And that caught him off guard. That caught him off guard enough for something to briefly poke his boyfriend in the leg. Kazuma.exe is experiencing issues.]

H...Haaaah....

[He completely would've done something if he remained there, but now he's just sitting there with a bright red face and an awkward shifting in his seat.]

Yeahokay....okayyeah...

[immature]

[oh. that was very telling, Kazuma. as Osomatsu leaves the room, he's smirking, but his cheeks are also red. he likes that he has power over Kazuma, also, able to get reactions out of him just by existing.

what a turn-on!]

[lowleveled]

[He is suffering and he saw that smirk and nothing is helping and now he is just stuck drifting down the horny river without a paddle.

It is just, in itself, the truest pain he has ever felt.]

[immature]

[don't worry, Kazuma! Osomatsu will return. he's just taking his time undressing and hanging up his costume. but after he washes his face, he walks back out into the room in his pajamas. he tucked a bottle of lube into his sweatpants pocket.

the wind howls outside, and Osomatsu walks right over and dumps himself in Kazuma's lap]

Sorry, I got you riled up.

[he's not sorry]

I'll make it up to you.

[lowleveled]

[Honestly, he expected to be blueballed, but apparently not. And he now has his boyfriend in his lap. Which causes a dumbfounded smile. Poooke.]

You are s--so not sorry, I saw that smirk, but I'm way too excited about this 'making it up to me' part to feel even remotely bad.

How're you gonna do that, huh???

[immature]

Hehe!

[Osomatsu cups Kazuma's face and leans in to kiss him. that's his answer. they're on a cozy couch together, with lube at their fingertips. and Osomatsu, for his part, is ready for this. he had his say, and he feels better. he prefers not to dwell on what makes him unhappy, so he won't.

he kisses Kazuma's lips, then pulls away and starts pressing kisses to his face. his hips shift to press into Kazuma's groin very pointedly]

[lowleveled]

[Oh. Oh. Well, that's absolutely an answer he likes, immediately returning that kiss as he breathes out through his nose - his breath is heated, and then the kiss is broken, and his face is being covered in kisses, and as those hips press into his groin, he grinds against that force almost instinctually, and now he's realized that he's ready for this, and at least he's worked up enough for him not to worry that he's going to screw something up, this being not a dream and him being a virgin.

He's feeling along his body when he feels that in his pocket, and pulls it ou--oooh. His eyes glaze over, just a tad.]

...That really is making it up to me...as long as you're sure about this...

[Admittedly, he misses his tentacles just a tad, but hey. He's a normal human being, and this is real, and the fact that it's real more than makes up for it.]

[immature]

[Osomatsu wraps his arms over Kazuma's shoulders. he nods slowly, his eyes closed]

Mmhmm. I've made you wait long enough.

[plus, he wants this for himself. he wants to stop being scared of a new relationship. he is starting to really adore Kazuma, and he wants to show him that adoration]

[lowleveled]

[Well, there's confirmation, he's getting real, actual sex. He shivers a little, licking his lips before a grin forms on his face.]

Just had to make sure. Then I'll show you a great time!

[With that, he puts the lube bottle on the top of the couch - they'll need it soon, not yet, but soon, and takes his boyfriend's lips into a kiss again, laying him down on his back. Then he starts slowly kissing down his body onwards.

He's feeling pretty adoring too, so he's going to take his time with this...lips, chin, neck...]

[immature]

[Osomatsu is surprised as he's moved. he was thinking they'd stay upright a little longer. but he is not at all upset about the change. with his arms wrapped around Kazuma's shoulders, he purrs out a moan, stretching his neck so that Kazuma can kiss as much as he wants.

there is something very... nice about this, about making out with someone he considers precious to him. maybe Kazuma is a pervert, but he's also sympathetic, and doesn't push Osomatsu into doing what he doesn't want to do. there's a good young man here, and Osomatsu feels lucky to have him]

Mmmn...

[lowleveled]

[Kazuma, for his part, is excited - some of the nerves are setting in, but he's shoving them away because he decidedly wants this. He'd wanted to be intimate with someone, anyone, for ages, and he'd always thought that maybe Darkness would've been it, but the moment he was brought to this universe was the moment his entire universe got flipped upside-down. He wasn't even aware he was into guys, but...he couldn't be happier, really. And sure, Osomatsu has his own problems, but Kazuma's aware they're very much the same type of person, and that's what he's always wanted, really. He feels lucky to have him, in turn.

He pauses, drawing this out, and begins sucking on one spot on his neck. He's going to leave a mark, he's subconsciously decided that he really wants to mark him, make it obvious he's his..so he begins sucking at that one spot, shivering a bit at that moan. That is practically criminal. He's going to be completely greedy tonight and indulge in that however much he likes.]

Mm...

[immature]

[they'll both be greedy, then. because Osomatsu is thrilled to be getting a hickey. yeah, mark him up as much as you want, Kazuma. he's all too willing.

his fingertips play down Kazuma's spine, until he finally starts pulling at his shirt. he'll let Kazuma finish what he's doing, of course, but then this is coming off so that he can appreciate his body]