[yes good. this is exactly where Mars wants to be right now. and with newly exposed skin to explore, he gladly allows his hands to meander across Fox's body, over the lines of his muscles (back and front) as he tries to memorize every single patch of skin with the fervor of a man who believes he'll only have tonight if he does so]
[. . .]
[and eventually. . . he pushes against Fox, trying to gently guide him towards the bed]
[it doesn't take much for fox to follow, even as he's so distracted he almost stumbles and trips, tugging mars with him until they both tumble down onto the bed in a tangle of limbs
and fox takes a moment to just... gaze up at mars, to take it all in, licking his lips in anticipation]
[Mars's gaze is lidded, eyes dark with heat as his bangs fall haphazardly across his forehead. he grins down at Fox, mouth curved sharply upwards, knee sliding teasingly up the inside of Fox's thigh]
[man, for being so easily flustered, in situations like this. . . Mars is very forward and almost domineering. his knee slides higher as he dips his head to press his lips against Fox's neck, nipping at it lightly]
You know I'm not opposed, but it's kinda hard to break out the paints at a time like this. . .
[. . . and with that, Mars drags his lips towards Fox's, pressing his mouth firmly against the other thief's in a heady kiss. it's both meant to cut off those loud cries (in case anyone else from Heart is home) and. . . well]
[just because he wants to kiss Fox for being Fox. is that enough. . .?]
[. . .]
[the part of him that had reservations about this is completely gone now. all that's left is instinct and what Mars has always wanted deep in his heart. and for once in his entire tenure in Imeeji, he is going to take it]
at this point all nine of fox's tails have emerged and are gently thumping against the mattress, and occasionally tickling mars's hand if it strays near to his hip (or butt). he's thoroughly exhausted, pleasantly sore, sweaty, and perfectly content to bask with mars in his arms. one hand gently cards through his hair and runs his claws (gently) down his neck and the backs of his shoulders, casually touchy and affectionate]
[if there's one thing Fox would've acquired from this encounter (other than the fact that Mars is strangely confident in bed), it's that Mars is also a cuddler. that fact may contrast sharply with his otherwise prickly demeanor, but. . . well. hasn't his reputation as a huge dick already been ruined??]
[a light purr rumbles in Mars's throat as fingers card through his hair, as claws rake gently down his neck and back. he lets out a breathless sigh and curls even closer to Fox (if possible), face buried soundly against his chest]
[curls up along his side and rests his chin on mars's shoulder]
I merely did not expect you to be so... domineering. I thought it would be easy to undo you with my mouth and my hands, but you had me begging for you before I even realized it.
[a pleased purr, and Mars draws his hand across Fox's side, allowing it to come to rest at his hip. he tilts his head up a bit, giving Fox more access to both his jaw and neck, should he choose to take advantage of it]
[oh he absolutely will. fox shifts so he's partially laying on top of mars, lips moving along his neck to the spot right beneath mars's ear, pressing a hot, open-mouthed kiss there before placing another one lower, and another one below that, covering as much ground with his mouth as he possibly can]
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[. . .]
[and eventually. . . he pushes against Fox, trying to gently guide him towards the bed]
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and fox takes a moment to just... gaze up at mars, to take it all in, licking his lips in anticipation]
Ren...
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Hm. . . ?
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I... want to paint you.
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[man, for being so easily flustered, in situations like this. . . Mars is very forward and almost domineering. his knee slides higher as he dips his head to press his lips against Fox's neck, nipping at it lightly]
You know I'm not opposed, but it's kinda hard to break out the paints at a time like this. . .
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N-not now. Another time. Seeing you like this just... captivates me.
[chuckles a little]
It's why I love watching you.
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[drags his tongue from Fox's pulse point up to his ear, nipping at the lobe gently, tugging a little before he mutters again]
You. . . don't look too bad yourself, Fox.
[pants. is Fox wearing pants? because if so, it's time for those to go]
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I knew it... you watch me too, don't you?
[he lets out a shudder when mars nips his earlobe, inadvertently grinding down on mars's knee]
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Of course.
[he breathes, once again peppering kisses across Fox's neck, interspersing those with more bites that are sharp and painful enough to leave marks]
Remember. . . when we fought? With that sword?
[the way Fox had looked at him, blade tip pressed against his chin, was just--]
You looked. . . fantastic.
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I-I remember. I loved the way you looked at me... please don't stop...!
[tangles his fingers in mars's hair and pulls him into a messy, hungry kiss, shaking from how much he wants mars to watch him, touch him]
1/2
[. . . and with that, Mars drags his lips towards Fox's, pressing his mouth firmly against the other thief's in a heady kiss. it's both meant to cut off those loud cries (in case anyone else from Heart is home) and. . . well]
[just because he wants to kiss Fox for being Fox. is that enough. . .?]
[. . .]
[the part of him that had reservations about this is completely gone now. all that's left is instinct and what Mars has always wanted deep in his heart. and for once in his entire tenure in Imeeji, he is going to take it]
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[SOME NON-DISCERNIBLE TIME LATER]
[AFTER MANY LEWD ACTIVITIES TAKE PLACE]
[. . . Mars is gonna be left sprawled out on his bed, content and satisfied as he presses himself against Fox's side to bask in the afterglow]
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at this point all nine of fox's tails have emerged and are gently thumping against the mattress, and occasionally tickling mars's hand if it strays near to his hip (or butt). he's thoroughly exhausted, pleasantly sore, sweaty, and perfectly content to bask with mars in his arms. one hand gently cards through his hair and runs his claws (gently) down his neck and the backs of his shoulders, casually touchy and affectionate]
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[a light purr rumbles in Mars's throat as fingers card through his hair, as claws rake gently down his neck and back. he lets out a breathless sigh and curls even closer to Fox (if possible), face buried soundly against his chest]
[. . .]
[he mutters something inaudible]
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Hmm?
[he didn't quite catch that, claws scratching at the back of mars's neck]
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I said thanks.
. . . for— getting it.
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No matter what, you are still someone I cherish and adore. You know that, yes?
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[shifts to prop himself up on one elbow, huffing a little]
Mmm.
Yeah.
You too.
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My expectations of you have not changed. Well... perhaps my estimation of you, but only in regards to your sexual prowess.
[is that a good thing or a bad thing]
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[HUFFS A LAUGH. . . then flops onto his back, arm draped over his eyes]
What, did you think I was some kind of blushing virgin?
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I merely did not expect you to be so... domineering. I thought it would be easy to undo you with my mouth and my hands, but you had me begging for you before I even realized it.
[:3c fox walks his fingers up mars's chest]
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Yeah?
[AND A LITTLE SMUG]
That's the way I like it.
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I shall take a mental note.
[leans in and playfully nips mars's jawline]
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