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[he is going to be very bruised later, but thankfully he has regeneration. it aches when Hiroto pulls out of him, but he knows it won't be long, especially a moment later with that command.

fluidly, Persephone turns over, obediently settles on his hands and knees, his face curtained by the heavy fall of his hair. arranges himself prettily and temptingly, though he really doesn't need to. Pliant and yielding.]
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[he might not need to, but he's going to do it anyway. being pleasing is what he's been taught to do and honed into a weapon.

and then he's filled, again, roughly: he doesn't make much of a sound, as usual, but his body is tight and yielding, opens so sweetly to those thrusts. it's been quite a while since the last time he'd lain with a man like this - since before he'd come to Tokyo-F, though he has no idea how long it was even before then - but his body remembers what it is like to be taken and filled and claimed, held down by a much bigger body.

(giving pleasure gives him pleasure. His inclinations were already toward that, but bent and shaped and-)

He's definitely more obedient here, too, content to wait until if - when - Hiroto chooses to give him his pleasure, unlike the last time Hiroto would remember, when he'd still been Bride. Remembers the lesson Hiroto hadn't actually had to teach him- that he wasn't the one who decides how or when his body finds its pleasure.]
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[in his memories, Hiroto at least has been better about this than other partners he's had, about giving him his pleasure at least after he'd taken his. in Bride's memories, he's had to take his own pleasure, give it to himself, wrest it as if it was his due, but Persephone is happy to wait. Or not at all, as a partner's whims had.

the friction from sword-callused fingers, forceful and skilled, is sweet, and he arches into that touch as best as he can, as sensitive as ever. when he finally comes, it's with a sigh barely audible as he spills over Hiroto's fingers and tightens down on him.]
forgottenmercy: (or else a love with intuition)
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[it's an order that Hiroto doesn't really need to give because really, it's not like he can just...leave. but it's an order he gives anyway, and that familiar finality settles over Persephone, as if it was straight from his memories.]

...of course.

[he doesn't even really move, either, especially since Hiroto is still on top of him (if no longer in him), except to just...lie down. thinking. he does need to figure out how to leave this dorm, but also he needs to figure out how Hiroto's unit feels about this.]

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