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[ Macaque can honestly say he wasn't anticipating that, though perhaps he should have. MK lives for being unpredictable. He makes a strangled sound that's not far off from a groan, gripping MK's hair tight, the rest of him pulling taut for a long moment before relaxing. ]

[ Like mentor like protege. ]

[Mk bobs and sucks hard. He avoids using his teeth and hallows his checks. He keeps watching Macaque's face even as he drools around the dick between his lips. He pulls back with a wet pop after about three minutes. Drool runs down his chin as he pants, his cheeks red.]

Hmm. I like that response~

[ Somewhere along the line Macaque murmurs a curse and starts breathing fast and ragged, nearly panting. Equal parts physical stimulation and haunting memories toying with him in all the right ways. When MK pulls back he rights his head enough to issue what might have been a glare if he weren't flushed, lips parted. ]

Brat. [ It definitely sounds like a compliment. ]

In all the best ways. And right now, I'm your brat. [Mk grins as he moves into Macaque's lap. He squeezes his thighs around that cock and starts to move up and down. Like he's pseudo riding the dark monkey. His back is to Macaque now. He bounces, giving the shadow master a great view of his ass and his back muscles as he bounces.]

[ Macaque can't help but love the brat vibes, damn that kid (some of that is Wukong stuff, again, but there's enough pure MK about it that it's less so). One hand grips MK's hip, claws digging in, as Macaque plants his other hand and sits up so his chest brushes MK's back. Leaning forward, his fangs score a long path around MK's neck, just enough to put red lines there for a handful of minutes. He's not about to take this entirely lying down. ]

[MK moans as claws and teeth dig and drag across his flesh. He moans as he leans into that strong chest. He keeps bouncing and moans shamelessly. It feels so good. The urge to go further, so much further, is strong. He could shift and take this in a much different direction. He hold back and fights it. They didn't agree to that. This is patience training. To rush there, to take Macaque inside, would fail that lesson.

Mk focuses instead on just bouncing so Macaque can thigh fuck him.]

Macaque~ Oooh fuuuck.

[ Macaque nips at MK's ear and then hovers close so MK can hear every hitch and sigh in his breathing, evidence that his efforts are appreciated even if Macaque isn't as demonstrative as others are (Red Son, for example, no need to guess whether he likes what you're doing). He holds there a moment, shifting his weight into the hand that's flat against the nest and using the leverage to move with MK, just a bit. ]

[Mk groans as he moves with Macaque. He can hear all of those noises and they keep him moving and making his own. Mk is definitely the vocal one here. He groans and moans without fear. He keeps bouncing and squeezing his thighs together. He pays attention to every touch, nip, and where Macaque's claws are. All of this has been so good and it's still going. Like finally the walls have come down enough to be so close. It makes Mk feel so happy, on top of all the pleasure.]

Macaque...that's it. Oooooh you feel so good. Don't stop, please. Please don't stop.

[ MK is the vocal one, nobody should be shocked by that, but Macaque isn't nonreactive as much as he sometimes likes to project as such. He looses a soft curse against MK's ear and then his claws skim up his flank and scrape across his shoulder blade and up the nape of his neck so Macaque can grab a handful of his hair and yank his head back and turn his face so Macaque can give him a fierce, open-mouthed kiss. He punctuates that with a harder thrust against MK's thighs. Stopping isn't on the menu, no. ]

[Mk is malleable in Macaque's hands. Perhaps one of the biggest differences with Mk and Wukong is just how submissive Mk becomes. The way he bends and moves with every touch. The way he leans into those touches. The way his head easily pulls back and to the side. The way his lips part as he kisses back. The kiss is wanting, hungry, and utterly submissive to Macaque's control. His hips start moving faster, using the intense speed his training and powers have given him. He is losing himself in Macaque completely.]

[ The way Macaque kisses has a tease to it once he sees that MK is letting him do as he likes; not nearly as much tease as before they moved into the nest, of course, and Macaque's breathing is growing ragged as he and MK move with and against each other. He breaks the kiss, but only just, to murmur against MK's mouth: ]

Tell me what you want. [ If he wants this to go somewhere specific, this is MK's chance to say no. Macaque might even do it. Patience is a useful lesson, but it seems to be learned enough. For now. ]

[MK groans as the kiss breaks and he moans against those lips. He is lost in the movement and his mind fuzzy. He looks into those eyes, bounding faster.]

I want you inside me. Or I want you to cum all over me. O-One of the two.

[ Macaque's eyes seem unfairly clear as he stares down MK's hazy expression, though he doesn't stop moving. His claws graze low across MK's stomach, teasing is clearly where he's comfortable.. ]

I'm afraid you'll have to pick one.

[MK groans and rolls his stomach into those claws. He has to choose. Of course he does. An idea comes to mind. He easily spins, lifting his leg up and over Macaque's head. This Noodle Boy was flexible. Once they're facing each other, he pulls Macaque down as he lays on his back. He squeezes his hips together with Macaque's dick between them again, now with Macaque having all the leverage.]

Show me...how you'd fuck me using my hips. Then cum so hard you hit me in the face.

[ Macaque looks surprised at the turn of events, but it's not the flexibility. It's not a request one gets frequently, is all. ]

Well, then... I suppose I should be thorough.

[ Macaque shifts so he can move more fluidly, and as he does he reaches into a shadow portal and pulls out a little bottle. Then he grins. Boy are you in trouble, Monkie Kid. ]

[Mk winks and gets a little confidence. He sees the bottle come out and is curious as to what it is. That grin is hot. He might be in trouble but MK is happy to be in this kind of trouble.]

Show me what you got.

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