[ Macaque watches MK's face, just observing. He does so like a show, even when it's not something played up. Watching MK watch him qualifies as entertainment for certain. ]
My eyes are up here. [ His tone could not be more clear that he's joking. ]
[Mk chuckles as his eyes snap up to meet Macaque's.]
I can see that but can you blame me for staring at other parts of you? [His hands finally pull the pants off. His hands slide up from those angles to Macaque's hips. Fingers gently part and play with the fur, sliding down along his inner thighs and then up along Macaque's waist, just above his groin.]
Now I get to earn this next part. Let's get you nice and ready, yeah? You handsome devil monkey you.
[ Blame, no. He likes it. But he's not going to show it yet -- mainly because he's used to keeping his cool in these sorts of interactions to the extent possible. If he ever got too visibly lost Wukong, not to mention their other brothers -- would pounce like a tiger on a fresh kill. The one weapon he had was being calm and patient, patient and calm. ]
[Mk smiles as he leans down. He takes one of Macaque's nipples into his mouth and starts sucking. One hand slides up to play with the other. His free hand stayed down at the hips. He squeezes them as his hand slides into the inner thigh. He explores around Macaque's crotch before he moves to fondle the monkey's balls. He rolls them in his palm, being careful to not hurt them but exploring ever inch he can with one hand. He is testing the weight of them and considering what he wants to do next to get Macaque hot and heavy for the next part.]
[ Macaque learned from Wukong and various other sources to manage his reactions to basically everything, lest they take unrelenting advantage of things and then tease him for a mortal age, so he's fairly subtle about how he responds. Doesn't mean he's a cold fish, no one likes that (he probably couldn't be if he wanted to, considering the setup strikes a lot of old chords), so his fingers weave into MK's hair and he sighs, head falling back where it had been propped up to watch MK watching him. ]
[ It'll take some doing to get him desperate; hot and heavy is more possible. Eventually. ]
[Mk watches Macaque's head fall back and keeps doing what he's doing. The hand keeps fondling those balls as the other explore hips and finally up to his cock. Warm fingers wrap around it and slowly stroke. He's being teasing and patient right now. This is all still a lesson. It wouldn't show much growth if he rushed now. Slow steady ministrations, working Macaque's body into arousal. And Mk still had his mouth too.]
You're balls are heavy, Macaque. They feel warm and hot in my hand too. I think you might just make a mess of me when this is all said and done.
[ A huff of warm, soft laughter. ] I'd say I did that already. [ Once you reduce someone to begging, mess is achieved. ]
[ This is also not an argument. ]
[ His breath hitches, slightly but audibly, at the stroking. That'll work, in due course -- there's only one person Macaque gets truly horny for and no prizes for guessing -- though never let it be said that enough physical stimulation won't do the trick. ]
Okay. You'll make a mess all over me too then~ [Mk leans in and kisses the head to punctuate the statement. He keeps stroking slowly and playing with Macaque's balls. His mouth goes to the monkey's thigh and kisses up the fur before he bites down on his inner thigh. Seeing how Macaque reacts to teeth as well as soft good touches.]
[ A chuckle that's slightly breathier than his usual fare, but equally amused ] Proof is in the doing.
[ It's -- look, he said he wasn't getting his wires crossed about Wukong and MK, and he meant it, but right now MK is acting and sounding just like him. This is the stuff he meant when he said it's complicated; there's more than one reason Macaque started this being so dominant, and that's that it would never have happened that way with Wukong, not back in the day, he'd have stormed off in a huff. Like this it's bringing up all sorts of things, some less than good and some very good and it's just -- a lot. ]
[ So it's less the teeth than the general everything that make Macaque inhale in a subtly sharp way, not quite a gasp. He'd probably react more if he weren't busy telling himself not to. ]
[Perhaps MK is just that little too much like Wukong. In a lot of ways. The bite, thankfully, leaves no lasting mark. Nothing to remind or claim Macaque. It wasn't something Mk had in mind purposefully really. Avoiding it. He simply didn't bite that hard since this wasn't like that. This moment between them was sharing something enjoyable. Not claiming or meant to be permanent. Not in that way.
Mk's hand does move faster in stroking Macaque as his mouth moves to lick those balls in his hand.]
Hmmm. That got a reaction out of you. I wonder if this will. [He takes one of the balls into his mouth and sucks on them. His tongue rolls the ball on his tongue, listening for the possible reactions.]
[ Macaque wouldn't react well to more of a bite that couldn't be healed right after, no. He promised there'd be none of that, and he's keeping his word. He doesn't think MK would try it in a meaningful way, it would be more of a "puppy that got carried away" sort of thing. ]
[ His hand weaves its way into MK's hair and Macaque hums, long and low. Approving, yes. ]
I'm not that big a cold fish. [ Who wouldn't react to that? ]
[Mk purrs to send a nice vibration down his tongue and across he ball in his mouth. He pulls back with and lets it roll out. He leans into the touch and licks the other one before sliding his tongue up that shaft. It circles the head before he speaks again.]
I wouldn't dream of calling you a cold fish. You play the cards close to the chest though. You're secretive. Mysterious.
That tracks. [Mk says before he takes the head into his mouth. His tongue rolls around before he takes Macaque deeper. Mk looks up as he takes in about the first inch. Then suddenly he is down to the base, taking that cock down his throat. He swallows as his nose touches dark fur and he starts to bob. Surprise deep throat.
[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ 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. ]
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 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. ]
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My eyes are up here. [ His tone could not be more clear that he's joking. ]
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I can see that but can you blame me for staring at other parts of you? [His hands finally pull the pants off. His hands slide up from those angles to Macaque's hips. Fingers gently part and play with the fur, sliding down along his inner thighs and then up along Macaque's waist, just above his groin.]
Now I get to earn this next part. Let's get you nice and ready, yeah? You handsome devil monkey you.
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I said you could do as you like, so do it.
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[Mk smiles as he leans down. He takes one of Macaque's nipples into his mouth and starts sucking. One hand slides up to play with the other. His free hand stayed down at the hips. He squeezes them as his hand slides into the inner thigh. He explores around Macaque's crotch before he moves to fondle the monkey's balls. He rolls them in his palm, being careful to not hurt them but exploring ever inch he can with one hand. He is testing the weight of them and considering what he wants to do next to get Macaque hot and heavy for the next part.]
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[ It'll take some doing to get him desperate; hot and heavy is more possible. Eventually. ]
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You're balls are heavy, Macaque. They feel warm and hot in my hand too. I think you might just make a mess of me when this is all said and done.
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[ This is also not an argument. ]
[ His breath hitches, slightly but audibly, at the stroking. That'll work, in due course -- there's only one person Macaque gets truly horny for and no prizes for guessing -- though never let it be said that enough physical stimulation won't do the trick. ]
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[ It's -- look, he said he wasn't getting his wires crossed about Wukong and MK, and he meant it, but right now MK is acting and sounding just like him. This is the stuff he meant when he said it's complicated; there's more than one reason Macaque started this being so dominant, and that's that it would never have happened that way with Wukong, not back in the day, he'd have stormed off in a huff. Like this it's bringing up all sorts of things, some less than good and some very good and it's just -- a lot. ]
[ So it's less the teeth than the general everything that make Macaque inhale in a subtly sharp way, not quite a gasp. He'd probably react more if he weren't busy telling himself not to. ]
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Mk's hand does move faster in stroking Macaque as his mouth moves to lick those balls in his hand.]
Hmmm. That got a reaction out of you. I wonder if this will. [He takes one of the balls into his mouth and sucks on them. His tongue rolls the ball on his tongue, listening for the possible reactions.]
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[ His hand weaves its way into MK's hair and Macaque hums, long and low. Approving, yes. ]
I'm not that big a cold fish. [ Who wouldn't react to that? ]
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I wouldn't dream of calling you a cold fish. You play the cards close to the chest though. You're secretive. Mysterious.
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I like to make you work for it. [ His voice is a little hazy, a little breathy. ]
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He's prepared to work for it.]
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[ Like mentor like protege. ]
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Hmm. I like that response~
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Brat. [ It definitely sounds like a compliment. ]
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Mk focuses instead on just bouncing so Macaque can thigh fuck him.]
Macaque~ Oooh fuuuck.
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Macaque...that's it. Oooooh you feel so good. Don't stop, please. Please don't stop.
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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. ]
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