I mean... in the like, front part of my brain, not really. But the back part... I guess I'm just so used to people bein' happy with me until I ain't convenient and then they get ashamed of associating with me.
[He means his conscious and subconscious he just doesn't know those words.]
And what do ya mean, "alright then"!? You ain't gonna say anything like "yer never gonna be inconvenient fer me, Izou!?"
[Like he knows this is different because McGillis actually cares about him rather than just seeing him as a tool or a means to an end, BUT AT LEAST SAY THE THING YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO!!!]
[ It had been on the tip of McGillis' tongue for a moment, but he had decided against saying it. It's the kind of thing he would have told Almiria - not a lie, but a little too sugary sweet to be the real truth either. It certainly kept her happy... and he's sure it'd keep Izou happy too, if he treated him that way. Izou is easily controlled by the right words to say and it's not like McGillis doesn't know what those words are.
But if that was all he and Izou amounted to, he wouldn't have come here.
So now he's a little put on the spot. ]
I didn't think you wanted any platitudes from me.
[ Okay, that reads wrong so let's try and elaborate. ]
I can't promise you a future in which I never feel that way... I can only promise you a future in which I'm by your side, regardless. Or rather, I have promised you that future already.
[ 'Yours, eternally'.
Even now, McGillis can't bring himself to say that he loves Izou, but those words... Those are words he stands by. ]
[Izou starts to settle a little. As much as the animal part of his brain does want those platitudes, he also knows he wouldn't trust them. Because of course people have said that to him before, because he'd grown worried of it happening again and even without him saying so, people could tell.
The idea of McGillis staying with him even if he became a burden... A part of him rankles at that. What a miserable situation that'd be for McGillis. And yet at the same time, he latches onto it. Something only for him no matter what. Maybe it's selfish but the thought appeals to him.
Still, he can't help but laugh a little.]
Yer so inelegant sometimes. Guess that's all your fancy rich people training fallin' by the wayside.
[In favor of the child from the streets that McGillis is at his core.]
[ Inelegant...... He should really be insulted. But then... He knew the elegant path here and simply didn't take it, because despite himself he's actually learned a thing or two as Braphine's chosen. He's resolved to live his life more honestly, and it's rough when he doesn't truly know where he ends and the mask begins.
Maybe it's alright to be a little clumsy, behind closed doors. Maybe.
He smiles a little. ]
What can I say? You bring out the worst in me.
[ It's lighthearted but not untrue. The vindictiveness, the self destructive urges, the ungratceful honesty, the drive to isolate himself, the ugly possessiveness... Izou has unearthed more compromising states of being than McGillis has ever shown to anybody else. ]
[Izou grins at this. He is absolutely taking this as a compliment. The "best" version of McGillis is fake and also boring, after all. He's now properly cosying back up ready for more physical attention. His kimono starts to slip very slightly askew, exposing more of his shoulderblades, and he lets it.]
What can I say? Yer way more attractive when you're bein' bad.
[ McGillis laughs lowly at that. Maybe Izou is right. Being 'bad' certainly got them into this situation. They'd never have arrived here if he wasn't a type of person so despicable that Izou just had to cut him down... did that make him more attractive? He wouldn't be surprised. That's the messy way they operate, after all.
Interruption now safely beyond them, McGillis (who still hopes to the heavens that the door is actually locked) wraps his arm around Izou's waist and leans down to press a kiss onto his newly exposed collarbone. There's no reason not to take the bait of that exposed skin. He's meant to be rewarding Izou either way, and he's not disinclined to being indulgent today. ]
What nefarious act do you wish I'd do to you, then?
[Listen, Izou finds power sexy and also thinks McGillis looks sexier when his hair is more disheveled. Beyond that he's more comfortable when everything is a little grayer. Mostly though he's just flirting and not actually putting that much thought into the words he's saying.]
Goddamn Professor Fareed bustin' out the fancy words. Well, since yer givin' me homework, and I definitely didn't do it, I guess you gotta punish me, hm?
[ It's not a serious concern over a contradiction, merely some idle teasing. It certainly tracks for Izou's general preferences - McGillis has not exactly forgotten all the 'subtle' 'hints' in that direction. ]
Very well then.
[ Unfortunately, this smile is very foreboding. ]
Let's see a proper repentant seiza, then.
[ Why does the whitest man in the world even know this word? Well, he's studious. ]
[Yeah Izou is not even a little surprised. That said maybe it's just because he doesn't think that deeply and probably forgets that isn't a thing white people would normally know about because it's so normal to him. But if he was asked to think about it he would in fact surmise, "he probably read some damn book about samurai."]
S- [Frowning more out of confusion than genuine annoyance. A small niggling part of him thinks of Takechi, of actual punishment, but... He shakes his head as if to clear his mind (or the way a dog would shake water off) before getting up off the bed just so he can sit down on the floor. You want seiza? He sure as shit knows how to do that. Except he keeps turning his head to peek up at McGillis, trying to see where he's going with this.]
I'm oh so sorry for neglecting my duties, sensei. [Ok now he's just being sarcastic.]
[ McGillis did indeed read some damn book about samurai, and stupidly recently, too. It's nice that Izou doesn't care too much about nerd shit, so he can just quietly be curious about his boyfriend's context and not get embarrassed about it - or at least he got away with it so far.
McGillis hums in approval when Izou actually takes it upon himself to go down on the floor instead of half-assing it on the mattress. Less because he's super into punishment play and more because he appreciates it when people commit. (This is not about kink, it's about work ethics, don't get it twisted.)
In glancing up, Izou will be able to see that McGillis' expression is far from 'in character' as a strict teacher - it's a thin but affectionate smile. ]
Yes, I can see you're very repentant.
[ McGillis flings his legs off the side of the bed and in his now sitting position, he bends forward to lift Izou's chin up and look at him from up close. Very close. ]
So it'll be no trouble for you to stay still like this, won't it? You wouldn't let me distract you?
[Does that mean McGillis knows now how huge of a historical figure Ryouma is. Does he know about Oda Nobunaga. I must know the lengths his nerding is going.
In any case, luckily Izou is willing to commit fully to bits up to the point where he becomes embarrassed. Which... Isn't actually that high of a ceiling but it's at least a bit higher with McGillis. Rather than embarassed right now, though, his face is reddening for more salacious reasons. Just the chin tilt already is sexy but then... the implications. Izou very quickly arrives at ideas of what distracting things McGillis might be about to do. He swallows.]
I- Of course! I'll be the very model of discipline!
[ He knows how huge of a historical figure Ryouma is and he does know Nobunaga, but he's taken care to only read a basic political overview of the bakumatsu era instead of anything approaching biographies. Because that'd feel weird. Look, Izou, he's respecting your privacy(??).
ANYWAY.
It's the exact thought of eager promises McGillis expected from Izou at this point. During their first time, the idea of Izou 'behaving' had been diametrically opposed to McGillis' desires, but this time he's just curious to see how long Izou will hold out. ]
Good boy.
[ Facetious praise out of the way, McGillis bends even further down for a kiss. But the moment Izou decides to get bitey (surely only a matter of little time), he's going to pull away again.
Far away. Sitting back properly upright on the bed away. Leisurely unbuttoning his shirt as if he were alone in the room. ]
[He won't actually bite right away for once. As much as Izou would loudly and angrily object to being directly likened to a dog... Well the signs are all there. Yes he IS a good boy and he SHOULD be lavished with praise and kisses!!!!! However the moment he gets any tongue he cannot help himself and will have to nip a little.
When McGillis pulls away, he lets out a soft noise of disapproval, but doesn't vocally protest. He knows this game very well. In the past, he's been left feeling far more frustrated by it, with the promise of His Reward being legitimately dangled over his head. Because the person doing the dangling was far more invested in exerting power over him.
But now, he's only powered by anxious excitement. Because he knows McGillis is doing this not for control, but to see how Izou will react. No matter what he does, he won't actually be punished. This is also why he knows he'a allowed to keep his head titled upwards to take in the view. The expression in his eyes can only be described as Hungry.]
[ It's certainly not the first time in his life that McGillis has been looked at with hungry eyes - but the hunger that once tried to consume him from the inside out was cold. Izou's always burning up, like the fiery hells in his Palace. It makes for a very different sensation of being looked at. McGillis wouldn't go so far as to call it personally appealing, but it's not unpleasant in the slightest.
The purpose here isn't feeling wanted anyway, it's working Izou up by making him wait. And that? He's certain that's going to be worth it. Freeing up his torso also always comes with baring the three large scars Izou's given him over their stay in Sunset City, which is a plus. McGillis considers them his most attractive feature in any context that matters (literally just this context), and he's going to trace the center-chest one with his index finger before shrugging his shirt off entirely.
Once that is done... ]
Sit up straight. Stay on your knees though. Hands on your legs.
[ Blunt and curt, just to test for response to that as well. ]
[What a coincidence he also thinks the scars are very sexy on McGillis. They're proof McGillis belongs to him. Even if god forbid he was defeated and sent back to the throne, they'd still be there until the day McGillis died.
But also his tits are very good. Izou likes those a lot too. In fact he also thinks his own are one of his best features too. Does McGillis think so too? Izou is so distracted thinking about tits that he almost doesn't register he's been given a command, and thus his response is delayed.]
Y-yes!
[He straightens up, assuming a position he knows well from his years training in the sword, though usually his senseis had to smack him once or twice to make him sit up fully straight. Now though, he's got perfect posture. The power of the proper motivation.]
[ How could he deny it? Making Izou feel like he wants to move so badly he's going to burst... that's the whole point of the exercise.
McGillis reaches behind Izou's head to open Izou's ponytail. His hand lingers for a moment, playing with the freed mess of hair. ]
But you won't, right? Not until I give you the word that your 'punishment' is over.
[ The very cruel very real punishment now sees McGillis getting off the bed himself so he can move to sit on the floor behind Izou, brush his hair out of his neck, and start kissing down the line of his neck onto his shoulders. Kimono are such convenient clothing, easy to push down for further access... which he currently needs, because unlike Izou, McGillis is very considerate and only bites spots that can be well-hidden.
His arms are wrapped around Izou's waist meanwhile, a loose embrace. ]
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[Izou: I should probably unpack why I actually like being bossed around as long as it's in a safe environment where I'm allowed to say no.]
Of course! I-
[He starts to say enthusiastically, but then McGillis closes in on him. He's not going to say stop, obviously, because he likes this kind of attention, but.]
O-oi! I thought you were just gonna lie there being sexy and temptin' me to come at you!!
[That's a level of restraint exercise he's sure he could accomplish.]
[ Ah, is someone getting antsy? McGillis is pleased. And because he's horrible, he straightens up and leans forward so he can whisper into Izou's ear. ]
And where would be the fun in that?
[ Well, it would be entertaining to see Izou squirm, but in the end McGillis doesn't find a whole lot of enjoyment in being ogled. It's much more fun to be active and take a taste of what he wants for himself, while denying Izou the same. ]
[Izou's gone red up to his ears at this. He is so easy to rile, but at least he's got relatively high ability to not act on it in this type of situation. So it's not no fun for McGillis.]
That- I mean, how's it supposed ta be a punishment if yer all up on me!!
[Izou just confirming he's enjoying being taunted like this... Idiot dog.]
And don't you love getting your hands and teeth all over me at the first opportunity? You're always quite... responsive that way.
[ And McGillis likes it a lot, which is why there is absolutely no way he is going to keep this embargo on movement up for the whole of this encounter. For now though, what an amusing experiment it is to have Izou so flustered and yet incapable of retaliating, solely through his own desire to Be Good. ]
Course I do! But you told me ta stay put so I ain't allowed to do any of that!!!
[HE IS A GOOD BOY! HE IS A LOYAL DOG!! He needs to do what he's been told so that he can get rewards and praise!!!!! If he wasn't extremely horny in this moment he'd be mad at himself for being so incredibly easy to lead about like this, for falling into old bad habits, but... It wasn't really the same, after all they'd been through. He wasn't doggedly following the commands McGillis set for him because he was desperate for any positive attention. He was doing it because he trusted McGillis.
But anyway he's not in a state to think any of these thoughts right now. Instead he's just going in a circle of how this is infuriating but also McGillis sexy when he's being smug like this.]
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[ McGillis sighs and shakes his head a little. Circling back a little though, because that extremely fast spiral has him thinking: ]
Do you actually believe I'd be ashamed of you?
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I mean... in the like, front part of my brain, not really. But the back part... I guess I'm just so used to people bein' happy with me until I ain't convenient and then they get ashamed of associating with me.
[He means his conscious and subconscious he just doesn't know those words.]
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... alright then. Please rest entirely assured that no matter whom I could be seeing, I'd prefer outsiders don't know specifics of my sex life.
[ .... granted, he's never actually dated anyone before this, but. ]
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You ain't even dated anyone before me.
[Like he doesn't know this on a factual level but instinctively he's certain.]
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And what do ya mean, "alright then"!? You ain't gonna say anything like "yer never gonna be inconvenient fer me, Izou!?"
[Like he knows this is different because McGillis actually cares about him rather than just seeing him as a tool or a means to an end, BUT AT LEAST SAY THE THING YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO!!!]
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But if that was all he and Izou amounted to, he wouldn't have come here.
So now he's a little put on the spot. ]
I didn't think you wanted any platitudes from me.
[ Okay, that reads wrong so let's try and elaborate. ]
I can't promise you a future in which I never feel that way... I can only promise you a future in which I'm by your side, regardless. Or rather, I have promised you that future already.
[ 'Yours, eternally'.
Even now, McGillis can't bring himself to say that he loves Izou, but those words... Those are words he stands by. ]
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The idea of McGillis staying with him even if he became a burden... A part of him rankles at that. What a miserable situation that'd be for McGillis. And yet at the same time, he latches onto it. Something only for him no matter what. Maybe it's selfish but the thought appeals to him.
Still, he can't help but laugh a little.]
Yer so inelegant sometimes. Guess that's all your fancy rich people training fallin' by the wayside.
[In favor of the child from the streets that McGillis is at his core.]
But so'm I so I suppose that's just fine.
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Maybe it's alright to be a little clumsy, behind closed doors. Maybe.
He smiles a little. ]
What can I say? You bring out the worst in me.
[ It's lighthearted but not untrue. The vindictiveness, the self destructive urges, the ungratceful honesty, the drive to isolate himself, the ugly possessiveness... Izou has unearthed more compromising states of being than McGillis has ever shown to anybody else. ]
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What can I say? Yer way more attractive when you're bein' bad.
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Interruption now safely beyond them, McGillis (who still hopes to the heavens that the door is actually locked) wraps his arm around Izou's waist and leans down to press a kiss onto his newly exposed collarbone. There's no reason not to take the bait of that exposed skin. He's meant to be rewarding Izou either way, and he's not disinclined to being indulgent today. ]
What nefarious act do you wish I'd do to you, then?
I finally washed the blood off of Izou
Goddamn Professor Fareed bustin' out the fancy words. Well, since yer givin' me homework, and I definitely didn't do it, I guess you gotta punish me, hm?
[This metaphor is a little convoluted.]
he had a doggy bath...
[ It's not a serious concern over a contradiction, merely some idle teasing. It certainly tracks for Izou's general preferences - McGillis has not exactly forgotten all the 'subtle' 'hints' in that direction. ]
Very well then.
[ Unfortunately, this smile is very foreboding. ]
Let's see a proper repentant seiza, then.
[ Why does the whitest man in the world even know this word? Well, he's studious. ]
he got those little bows on him now
S-
[Frowning more out of confusion than genuine annoyance. A small niggling part of him thinks of Takechi, of actual punishment, but... He shakes his head as if to clear his mind (or the way a dog would shake water off) before getting up off the bed just so he can sit down on the floor. You want seiza? He sure as shit knows how to do that. Except he keeps turning his head to peek up at McGillis, trying to see where he's going with this.]
I'm oh so sorry for neglecting my duties, sensei.
[Ok now he's just being sarcastic.]
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McGillis hums in approval when Izou actually takes it upon himself to go down on the floor instead of half-assing it on the mattress. Less because he's super into punishment play and more because he appreciates it when people commit. (This is not about kink, it's about work ethics, don't get it twisted.)
In glancing up, Izou will be able to see that McGillis' expression is far from 'in character' as a strict teacher - it's a thin but affectionate smile. ]
Yes, I can see you're very repentant.
[ McGillis flings his legs off the side of the bed and in his now sitting position, he bends forward to lift Izou's chin up and look at him from up close. Very close. ]
So it'll be no trouble for you to stay still like this, won't it? You wouldn't let me distract you?
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In any case, luckily Izou is willing to commit fully to bits up to the point where he becomes embarrassed. Which... Isn't actually that high of a ceiling but it's at least a bit higher with McGillis. Rather than embarassed right now, though, his face is reddening for more salacious reasons. Just the chin tilt already is sexy but then... the implications. Izou very quickly arrives at ideas of what distracting things McGillis might be about to do. He swallows.]
I- Of course! I'll be the very model of discipline!
[No the fuck you will not.]
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ANYWAY.
It's the exact thought of eager promises McGillis expected from Izou at this point. During their first time, the idea of Izou 'behaving' had been diametrically opposed to McGillis' desires, but this time he's just curious to see how long Izou will hold out. ]
Good boy.
[ Facetious praise out of the way, McGillis bends even further down for a kiss. But the moment Izou decides to get bitey (surely only a matter of little time), he's going to pull away again.
Far away. Sitting back properly upright on the bed away. Leisurely unbuttoning his shirt as if he were alone in the room. ]
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When McGillis pulls away, he lets out a soft noise of disapproval, but doesn't vocally protest. He knows this game very well. In the past, he's been left feeling far more frustrated by it, with the promise of His Reward being legitimately dangled over his head. Because the person doing the dangling was far more invested in exerting power over him.
But now, he's only powered by anxious excitement. Because he knows McGillis is doing this not for control, but to see how Izou will react. No matter what he does, he won't actually be punished. This is also why he knows he'a allowed to keep his head titled upwards to take in the view. The expression in his eyes can only be described as Hungry.]
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The purpose here isn't feeling wanted anyway, it's working Izou up by making him wait. And that? He's certain that's going to be worth it. Freeing up his torso also always comes with baring the three large scars Izou's given him over their stay in Sunset City, which is a plus. McGillis considers them his most attractive feature in any context that matters (literally just this context), and he's going to trace the center-chest one with his index finger before shrugging his shirt off entirely.
Once that is done... ]
Sit up straight. Stay on your knees though. Hands on your legs.
[ Blunt and curt, just to test for response to that as well. ]
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But also his tits are very good. Izou likes those a lot too. In fact he also thinks his own are one of his best features too. Does McGillis think so too? Izou is so distracted thinking about tits that he almost doesn't register he's been given a command, and thus his response is delayed.]
Y-yes!
[He straightens up, assuming a position he knows well from his years training in the sword, though usually his senseis had to smack him once or twice to make him sit up fully straight. Now though, he's got perfect posture. The power of the proper motivation.]
Yer really angling ta make me act up, doin' that.
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[ How could he deny it? Making Izou feel like he wants to move so badly he's going to burst... that's the whole point of the exercise.
McGillis reaches behind Izou's head to open Izou's ponytail. His hand lingers for a moment, playing with the freed mess of hair. ]
But you won't, right? Not until I give you the word that your 'punishment' is over.
[ The very cruel very real punishment now sees McGillis getting off the bed himself so he can move to sit on the floor behind Izou, brush his hair out of his neck, and start kissing down the line of his neck onto his shoulders. Kimono are such convenient clothing, easy to push down for further access... which he currently needs, because unlike Izou, McGillis is very considerate and only bites spots that can be well-hidden.
His arms are wrapped around Izou's waist meanwhile, a loose embrace. ]
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Of course! I-
[He starts to say enthusiastically, but then McGillis closes in on him. He's not going to say stop, obviously, because he likes this kind of attention, but.]
O-oi! I thought you were just gonna lie there being sexy and temptin' me to come at you!!
[That's a level of restraint exercise he's sure he could accomplish.]
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And where would be the fun in that?
[ Well, it would be entertaining to see Izou squirm, but in the end McGillis doesn't find a whole lot of enjoyment in being ogled. It's much more fun to be active and take a taste of what he wants for himself, while denying Izou the same. ]
I'd much rather sink my claws into you.
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That- I mean, how's it supposed ta be a punishment if yer all up on me!!
[Izou just confirming he's enjoying being taunted like this... Idiot dog.]
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[ You brought this paradox onto yourself, Izou. ]
And don't you love getting your hands and teeth all over me at the first opportunity? You're always quite... responsive that way.
[ And McGillis likes it a lot, which is why there is absolutely no way he is going to keep this embargo on movement up for the whole of this encounter. For now though, what an amusing experiment it is to have Izou so flustered and yet incapable of retaliating, solely through his own desire to Be Good. ]
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[HE IS A GOOD BOY! HE IS A LOYAL DOG!! He needs to do what he's been told so that he can get rewards and praise!!!!! If he wasn't extremely horny in this moment he'd be mad at himself for being so incredibly easy to lead about like this, for falling into old bad habits, but... It wasn't really the same, after all they'd been through. He wasn't doggedly following the commands McGillis set for him because he was desperate for any positive attention. He was doing it because he trusted McGillis.
But anyway he's not in a state to think any of these thoughts right now. Instead he's just going in a circle of how this is infuriating but also McGillis sexy when he's being smug like this.]
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YELLS I DIDN'T REALIZE IT WAS MY TURN
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