Devillic Log: After Work Reward

[mikazuki_chan]

When that full attention came back to him, Takuya smiled warmly at his boyfriend. "I just have a little tea left, then I'll be ready." He responded, then finished up his tea so they could leave. It really had been only a mouthful or two left at that point, so it wasn't a problem to just finish up on the spot. "Back to my place, then?" It was a question, but it was really more of a confirmation since his purchases *were* for use at his place.

"Yes, I think so," Yamato agrees. The toys were for Takuya's place, but it takes it more as a question about whether they were going to hang out here some more or not, and he doesn't see a particular need for that. They pay, and the redhead leads the way back to the plaza he'd spent so much time gazing down upon.

"Okay, sounds good." Takuya replied. Once they were down in the plaza, the drummer's fingers wanted to find his boyfriend's, but he was cognizant about where they were and resisted. It wasn't often that the desire took him over when he was in a place where he couldn't act on it, so it wasn't too hard to deny himself. To distract himself, he asked, "Think there's another you up there looking down on us right now?"

Yamato smiles, "Maybe not from that exact window, but... with how many windows are around? Sure, there must be someone," They wander through the area where their guerilla live had been held, and he wonders what it would have been like spying on that from a nice high window.

That response wasn't as whimsical as his initial idea had been, but he Takuya had to agree that chances were high that someone, somewhere, was watching them from up high. When they hit the area from their live, he had a different thought than his boyfriend, though. *He* was thinking about how difficult it might be for an unlicensed band to do what they had. Of course, doing it properly would be difficult with all the red tape involved. But.... just doing a pop up live for a song or two, then completely disappearing before anyone could complain? Might be possible...

Street buskers do appear from time to time - although the problem for a full band would likely be the drumkit. That said, Yamato doesn't know what Takuya is considering, but would be terribly amused to know that their ideas were both sparked by the guerilla live. Of course, it's not long before they're are the train station and on their way home.

The journey back to his apartment was a rather quiet one, but it was an easy quiet. Takuya's thoughts eventually turned from ideas about Shotgun to ideas about what he and his boyfriend might do once they were in private once more. As they entered his apartment building, the drummer offered a slightly flirty smile, hoping that read as anticipatory as he felt.

On the trip home, the redhead is mostly doing what he usually does: people watch, brain roaming freely thinking of plots and song lyrics.

But when they get back to Takuya's? Oh, Yamato absolutely catches that look, and a toothy grin blooms on his own face. "So~ Would you like to try out one of your purchases then?" Sure, it looks like that's a foregone conclusion, but he is curious to find out which items are most interesting to the drummer. What has the other man been thinking about using the whole way home?

Oh, that grin did terribly wonderful things to the drummer, and he couldn't help but let that flirty smile broaden into one of true excitement. Takuya got them on the elevator before replying, "Absolutely~", not being more descriptive just yet, as they weren't completely out of public just yet. Once they got into his apartment completely, though, he was far more willing to be more illustrative in his ideas.

God, Yamato loves Takuya. He's fidgety in the elevator, waiting with evident excitement at the promise from his boyfriend's expression. He doesn't expect sex from Takuya; wouldn't complain about the lack of it, but having kinky sex twice in one day with the man? That has him feeling over the moon.

Once the door of his apartment closed behind them, Takuya worked on getting his outerwear and shoes off. He didn't put his bag of goodies down, though. He was pretty sure they were going to be using at least a couple of them in not too long. He didn't worry about which ones just yet, though. Instead, once they were both up out of the entryway, he got his free arm around his boyfriend's neck and leaned in for an excited kiss.

Mind still very much focused on what items had Takuya so excited, the guitarist also gets out of his shoes and jacket quickly. When he steps up out of the genkan it feels like stepping into Takuya's embrace and he definitely meets that excited kiss with very much the same emotion, and anticipation as well.

Having his feelings met in kind just made the kiss even more intense for Takuya, and he was absolutely loving it. He didn't want them to get *too* lost in the kiss, just inside the apartment, though. So, once the kiss came to a natural end, he stepped back just a little, a warm little smile on his lips as his hand slid from around his boyfriend's neck to trail slightly down Yamato's chest. "Mmmmm~ Are we wanting to play here.... or upstairs?" He asked, curious what the redhead was thinking.

Yamato is very tempted to just immediately step back into that space, but makes himself hold back to see what Takuya's going to say. He chuckles at that question, and points out, "I've been waiting since we got home to find out which of your new toys you want to play with; if we decide that first, then we can decide the best location." The trailing of that hand down to his chest just tempts him to forget about the goody bag and get on with it though.

"Mmmm.... I'm kind of back and forth: I'm really curious how it will be for you to draw on me.... But I also kind of want to try the fuzzy handcuffs." The shibari ropes, while lovely, just didn't seem to be the mood he was in, and Takuya wasn't 100% sure about the crop with the cut out that night. Maybe the tickle wand would be fun once he was cuffed though.

"Well," The redhead shrugs, "No reason we can't use those cuffs and the paint. Make sure you don't move around while I'm drawing, right?" He's amused at the idea. It's thoroughly unnecessary but that doesn't mean it doesn't work as an idea. "For drawing I definitely suggest the bed, just for additional space. Handcuffs could be bed, or couch...." he shrugs.

That thought combining the two activities made Takuya smile even more warmly. "Mmm~ That sounds like a delightful idea~" He agreed, then took Yamato's hand and led his boyfriend up the stairs toward the bedroom, bringing the entire bag of goodies with him. No reason not to, after all.

Yamato is plenty pleased to hold Takuya's hand and follow him back up to the bedroom, but separates their hands once they're there, surveying the space for what he wants. Handcuffs behind the back would be fun and something they hadn't really done with the poor tie, but wouldn't be a great position for drawing on. While he thinks, he suggests, "Do you wanna disrobe?"

"I'd love to." Takuya agreed, then began removing his clothing. He wasn't exactly trying to be slow or sexy, but he wasn't just tossing the clothing off either. He liked having Yamato's eyes on him while he stripped, but he didn't have a whole lot of practice doing successful stripteases either. Still, it always seemed to get the job done for both of them.

Yamato is definitely watching. For him, it's better that it's not similar to a proper striptease, because it's more real this way. It's Takuya. He stands back this time, just gazing at his gorgeous boyfriend as he slowly reveals that lovely skin. Ideas are already racing through his head about what he could draw on such a wonderful canvas.

When his eyes caught his boyfriend's again, Takuya smiled warmly, then dropped his shirt to the side. Then, after the slightest of pauses, he started working on undoing his pants. Just having Yamato's eyes on him like that made him feel like the sexiest man alive.

The guitarist's eyes follow that movement, then trail back up to Takuya's chest, then down with that hand to the fly of those pants. Takuya is incredibly sexy to him, so it's not a surprise that that's what his gaze communicates.

Watching those eyes follow the movement of his hand had Takuya's smile broaden into a grin, but he also caught his bottom lip lightly between his teeth in a gesture that could be both cute and sexy at the same time. He didn't take too long getting his pants undone, and then sliding them down, just because he was looking forward to what they were going to do after. With that in mind, he actually pushed his underwear down with his pants; maybe not as exciting as doing the two items separately, but again, this wasn't meant to be a large part of the foreplay.

That delectable expression on his boyfriend's face makes his fingers itch with wanting to try to copy it on paper, but now is simply not the time for that. He isn't surprised that the underwear came off too, they both seem on the same page about this just being a necessary step more than a proper strip tease. Of course, he definitely takes the opportunity to let his eyes roam all over Takuya's nude form, before finally reaching for the goodie bag to get those handcuffs.

Seeing Yamato going for the bag of toys, Takuya moved toward the bed. "I assume on my back is best? Or.... did you want to draw on my back?" He would prefer to lay on his back and be able to watch the drawing happen, but his back probably *would* be a better canvas...

"I was imagining you on your back, actually. That lets you watch the action too," Yamato suggests. The back is a better canvas in the sense of being closer to a flat plane to draw on, but he's excited by the idea of drawing ON a human body, so doing the front would be more interesting to him.

"Oh good~ I wanted to watch too." Takuya agreed, then got himself arranged comfortably on the bed, head propped by a couple of pillows so he would be able to easily watch what Yamato was doing, but also keeping his actual body as flat as possible.

Yamato opens the packaging for the markers and for the handcuffs as he gives Takuya time to get comfortable -- and he shoves the packaging back in the discreet paper bag they'd come in, not really wanting the image from the markers to be something they have to look at while they play. He sits on the side of the bed, "And now bring your arms up over your head."

That and the handcuffs will make sure those arms don't get in his way.

Takuya smiled up at his boyfriend as Yamato came to sit next to him on the bed, then raised his arms languidly above his head as asked. Seeing those cute black and blue fuzzy cuffs gave him a tiny little thrill, and he was certainly looking forward to how they would feel once they were on~

Yamato holds the cuffs in one hand, but brings both his hands to Takuya's chest first. His off-hand gets to touch his boyfriend's skin as he slides his hands up the drummer's shoulders and over his strong arms, while his dominant hand runs the soft fur of the cuffs up the same path, before finally he gets the cuffs around his boyfriend's wrists.

The feel of both that hand and the fur of the cuffs sliding up his skin sent a strong shiver through the drummer's body. Maybe part of that was the anticipation of having the cuffs around his wrists, but he was pretty sure most of it was just from the sensations themselves. When the cuffs did go around his wrists, though, Takuya couldn't hold back the soft moan that came from his lips. "Mmmm~ That feels really sexy~"

Yamato leans back to take in the view, and lightly bites his own thumb, "Mmm, it looks really sexy too." After a lingering moment enjoying the view, he reaches for the markers. He's very much in artist mode now though; taking off the lid, giving a sniff to the ink, running it over his hand to do an initial test without risking his canvas.

Okay, not only did the cuffs feel sexy, the look Yamato was giving him was that times at least 100. Yeah, this felt amazing~ And they hadn't even done anything yet! Watching Yamato test the markers made Takuya's eyes sparkle with anticipation. What was the other man going to draw on him? He was so curious! But he doubted his boyfriend would tell him, even if asked.

After some more careful thought, Yamato also takes off his own shirt, and indicates one of his tattoos, "I may have told you this before - my tattoos have all been collabs between my artist and myself. Where I'll draw an idea I have, and they'll develop it. And apparently part of that is that it needs to be adjusted to fit the body, to go with the flow, the natural planes of the body. So I'm honestly excited to give it a try."

Takuya nodded along, since Yamato had mentioned the collaboration before. Seeing those lovely tattoos revealed, he almost tried to reach out and touch them, but, of course, his wrists were bound, so he couldn't really do that. "I'm looking forward to it too~ And maybe with this practice, it will influence how you draw your next tattoo?" He had no idea what, or where, Yamato might want a next tattoo, but he certainly wouldn't be surprised when his boyfriend announced he was getting it.

"Hmm. not really. I like the flow we have now. I don't want to take 'more' of the process - I like my tattoos being a collaboration, and if I took over more of the responsibility, well, it would be closer to my art style, which has its own risk," Yamato explains. Seeing his colour options, he decides to go for some roses, using heavy red and black, and then black and blue 'swooshes' to tie the piece together and add to the sense of flow. It's experimental, and he can't erase things so he starts using light, sketchy touches, the ink cool and wet on Takuya's skin.

"Hmm, that's true." Takuya agreed, but then went quiet as Yamato began working with the markers on his skin. The first couple of sketchy lines made him gasp and tense because of how ticklish they were. After the first couple he had an idea of what to expect, but that didn't really make them less ticklish. He was just able to hold his reactions back a bit better. Once the lines got surer, though, they became less ticklish, and more enjoyable, in a strange way he couldn't readily describe. It just felt good, that cool, wet sensation as the marker glided over his skin.

It's clear artist mode Yamato is in control at the moment, as his focus is more on the art itself than the sensations he's giving to Takuya. Sure he noticed and took in those gasps, but didn't relish in them the way he usually would. He finishes up adding more black to really add to the contrast of everything, then leans back and takes in his work. "Hmm, pretty good. I think I only really figured out better how to make things fit to the body like half way through though...."

When the markers left his skin for the last time and Yamato sat back, Takuya let out a slightly disappointed breath. The sensation, while rather indescribable, and definitely been good. "Mmmm~ You could always try something else, now that you have more of a hang of it~?" He suggested, clearly having completely enjoyed the first try.

Yamato grins, looking over at his boyfriend, "Oh, not bored yet?" After all, in a traditional sense, he's not really doing that much. He delicately climbs over Takuya to settle on the other side. This time he does a piece focused more on emphasizing the natural swerves of his boyfriend's body, with bold, thick-lined stars. Mostly black, but mixing in some of the blue ones.

"Mmm~ You *clearly* don't know how good this feels." Takuya countered. "I suddenly get how using calligraphy brushes and ink on a person's skin can be so sensual." He added, then just went back to enjoying the feel of the markers moving over his skin as Yamato added stars to the other side of his body.

"I definitely don't," Yamato admits, as other than the small test mark he'd made on his own hand, he hadn't really felt it. He nods at the idea of it being like a paint brush against the skin, "Yes, I can see that. Is it cold?" he asks while he works.

"Hmmm~ A little. Not unpleasantly so, though." Takuya replied after just a little thought. "Definitely not as stimulating that way as ice or cold water. Most of the fun feelings come from the movement, I think."

The redhead makes a considering sound as he takes in the explanation. He's definitely getting a sense for what his tattoo artist had told him about a human canvas being very different than paper, and while he's trying to emphasize the flow of the body -- he definitely gets the feeling he's failing compared to his tattoo artist. Which is fine because he doesn't really know what he's doing. But it's fun, interesting, and has his boyfriend looking absolutely gorgeous. "I might end up covering you all up at this rate."

"Mmm~ As long as you don't mind going over the exposed parts with alcohol wipes later, then rub in moisturizer after that, I can't say I'd be against it." Takuya responded with warm interest. It was a slow kind of foreplay, so he wasn't feeling the need for this to end just yet.

Given Takuya's attitudes towards sex, slow foreplay is perfectly fine, really the only problem would be if Yamato were getting bored. And while Yamato isn't being particularly turned on by this, aside from general excitement as seeing Takuya nude, he is having a lot of fun. "I will properly take responsibility for cleaning up my canvas," he replies with a grin. He moves over to Takuya's chest, drawing a heart that looks like a jewel in the middle of it.

"Good." Takuya replied, just as warmly as before, then smiled as he watched the pretty heart being drawn in the middle of his chest. "Mmmmm~ So pretty~ I think you should draw a second one somehow linked with the first." He suggested, realizing that would probably be difficult after the fact, but figuring if it couldn't be done, Yamato would just say so. Still, he thought it would be nice.

"Oh," Yamato says, that definitely not at all being his vision. He was going for a jewelry style of tattoo that he'd seen online. Works well with his limited colour palette, and he thinks is particularly gorgeous on someone more feminine or androgynous. He tilts his head contemplating how he could do it though.

Well, that response definitely told the drummer that his suggestion wasn't at all what Yamato had been planning, but at the same time his boyfriend hadn't negated the idea offhand either. So, rather than backing out of his idea immediately, he let the redhead consider it and decide whether it was something he wanted to do or not.

If this were a serious art piece, the redhead would definitely have stuck with his vision. But this is just for fun and their mutual enjoyment so he's not deciding whether or not to include Takuya's suggestion, but rather how to go through with it. And inspiration does strike. He continues drawing the 'frame' around the heart jewel, the jewelry holding it, and from the point at the bottom, makes a dangling chain, then draws a second heart-shaped jewel there, dangled from the first.

When Yamato continued drawing, at first Takuya thought that the second heart idea just wasn't going to work, mostly because the way the redhead decided to go about it was not how he had loosely envisioned it. However, when the chain at the bottom of the first heart was added, he began to wonder. And then, a second heart appeared and he couldn't help but smile. He liked it so much, he tried to move a hand to touch it, only to be quickly reminded of the fuzzy handcuffs holding him in place. And that slight tug just made him smile more, even as that bit of reminder of his restriction turned him on a little more. "Too bad we don't have something more gold or silver looking for the jewelry part." Was his comment, though.

"Yeah, although I've seen some tattoos from famous artists that are jewelry style, black and grey but with bright colours for jewel accents -- the real trick is I can't get much in the way of graduated shading from the black marker," Yamato admits, thinking that since Takuya seems to like his attempt at the style, he should show the real thing to the other man. He certainly wouldn't complain if Takuya decided he actually wanted this kind of inked jewelry~

"Mmm, I could see that being nice too. For actual tattoos, I feel like that would be better than trying to look like actual gold or silver. For using paint or markers, though.... I kind of like the idea of using lots of colours rather than a lot of black." Takuya admitted. Of course, their options were very limited with the markers they had, so it was impressive that his boyfriend had been able to make the images on his skin look so good. As for getting actual tattoos like this? He honestly hadn't really thought about it too much himself.

"It's a really cool style, to me -- there are a lot of different 'styles' of tattoos, with black and grey realism being a big popular style -- easy to make pieces from different artists blend and look consistent, and coloured ink doesn't show up too well on people with darker skintones so it has that going for it too. The addition of colour but specifically only in the jewels makes them look all the more special, at least in my opinion. Maybe I'll show you some of the pieces that inspired me later." Yamato explains, all the while still drawing, making heavy use of the black marker to create thick bold lines and what little shading he's able to do.

"Hmm~ I'd love to see your inspirations later~" Takuya agreed, as Yamato continued to draw. The feeling of those particularly thick lines was really amazing, and made him shiver in delight. It wasn't a kind of foreplay he would have thought of before today, but it was one he was really enjoying! It might not be as good if he wasn't in the right mood, but today he was absolutely in the perfect mood for this.

Yamato licks his lips at that shiver, it thankfully not ruining the line he was working on. It's a pretty unusual situation where it seems like the drummer might be more ready to go than him, but that could be swiftly rectified, "Should I keep drawing, or....?"

Seeing that reaction from his boyfriend made Takuya grin just a little. The question, though, made the grin grow just a little. "You can. I'm not desperate quite yet, and I'm *really* enjoying this~" He responded, as if it wasn't obvious that he was feeling that way.

Well, if Takuya's happy to indulge more here, Yamato's not desperate either. He grins, and asks, "Where would you like me to draw next, Takuya-kun?"

That question brought a moment of consideration from the drummer. "Hmmm.... well my chest has felt amazing, and it did seem like you were heading down my torso a bit with that second heart.... so continuing that direction seems good~" Takuya responded warmly.

"I guess I'll just have to give you some belly jewelry too~" Yamato replies with amusement. He shifts over and takes a moment to enjoy the lovely navel before he gets to work, giving it a more oval shaped jewel.

"Mmmmmmm~ Please do~" Takuya agreed, absolutely liking that idea. Honestly, he had considered getting an actual belly ring a number of times. He just hadn't actually gotten around to doing it.

The results of Yamato's drawing is less like a belly ring, and more like some intricate jeweled piece like you might see in an anime about an exotic courtesan or something. He's really enjoying the challenge of the limited colours and shading, and the non-flat canvas.

Seeing what Yamato was creating, Takuya resisted the desire to laugh as he didn't want to disrupt what his boyfriend was doing. The mirth was probably in his voice, though, as he spoke up during a small pause in the drawing. "I feel like I should be in draped, peekaboo silks or something with a piece like that~"

"Hmm, that could be arranged~" Yamato suggests, as those silks would likely feel lovely being dragged across Takuya's skin. The drummer laughing would surely have ruined the drawing given its location. "Is it a bit much?" a funny question given how much of Takuya's skin he's already covered with these markers.

"....I actually have no doubt about that." Takuya responded, though he wasn't sure *he* had such things hanging around his apartment to make it happen right then. The question, though, made him frown slightly. "Is what a bit much? The amount of drawing? Or the sensations?" He paused for just a second before adding, "Either way, I'd say no."

"The design itself, it might be a bit over the top," Yamato suggests, since it had brought up courtesan vibes. He's glad to hear that it's not too much in other ways. He brings his marker down to the other man's hip, then blinks, "Oh, I think I've just about run the black out of ink."

.... it makes sense, these markers were more meant to write occasional words than literally draw all over someone.

"Oh, well, the design can be as over the top as you want. That's not a problem." Takuya responded with some amusement. After all, this was entirely just for the two of them to enjoy. The touch of the marker to his hip was met with an anticipatory touch of tongue to lips, which turned into a slightly breathless laugh at that observation. "I guess you'll have to use more red and blue, then." He decided, clearly not feeling like the activity necessarily had to end with the death of the black marker.

Yamato nods, since the plan is to remove this all at the end anyways. But he is drawing things he thinks will look good on Takuya because that's part of his own, very visual enjoyment. The redhead closes the used up black marker and tosses it to the other side of the room. "Alright, this is probably going to turn into a lot of roses then..."

That 'warning' made Takuya laugh lightly. "I can match your sleeves, then." He commented, then added, "Do you know how to draw other flowers too? Or just roses?" Not that he thought other flowers were needed. He was just curious. Also, was it weird that that nonchalant tossing of the marker was kind of hot? Maybe it was just that he was already half turned on.

"Hmm? Oh I can draw other flowers too -- probably any usual flower; any flower if I had a reference. But roses are..." He sits back for a moment, "When you're first drawing, roses are like the goal. Roses are an absolute bitch to draw, and when you start to get down drawing realistic roses - it's like a flex. It's like... a guitar solo. There's also a big tradition of roses in tattooing and I'm pretend inking you so it just made sense. Is there a flower you want?"

"Ah~ I see~ So you're putting the visual equivalent to a guitar solo on me. I like that." Takuya commented, definitely finding that sexy. The question about a flower he wanted made him shake his head, though. "No, I was just curious. Makes sense you want to put the most intricate, most 'ink-like' flower on me, and I do like them, so don't worry about switching it up for me."

Yamato grins at Takuya's comment, and says, "There are a helluva lot of art students here who would be jealous as fuck watching me crank out beautiful roses in marker with little preplanning and no ability to erase, you'll just have to trust me on that." With that settled, he gets to work covering Takuya's near hip with lovely red roses, using blue for shading and definition.

"Hmm~ I'll certainly take your word for it~" Takuya agreed, then just let himself go and enjoy the way that Yamato confidently made the flowers appear on his skin. It really was amazing, both in thought and actualization, and even without knowing *exactly* how impressive this skill was, he knew that *he* felt gorgeous while sporting his boyfriend's work. And that was with only three colours available for the other man's use.

Yamato continues to check in occasionally to make sure the other man is still enjoying it, but he basically covers Takuya's hips, and then down his legs, until the red runs out. With only one colour, he's less interested, so he tosses the markers away there, sitting up to take in his work.

Takuya absolutely enjoyed the entire experience, especially as the sensation changed as Yamato drew all over his hips, and then down his legs. Honestly, as the marker slid over his smooth legs, it might have been the first time he was truly thankful that he waxed them. Sure, it was easiest for lives and touring, but it also let the marker glide in an incredibly satisfying way that he was sure wouldn't be true if there was hair in the way. Once Yamato's work was complete and the other man sat up, the drummer was definitely more than half hard, and absolutely ready for more than just the markers and his lover's scrutiny on his skin. "Mmmmm~ Like what you see~?" He asked, his voice dipping into an almost sultry tone as he did his best to 'display' his boyfriend's handiwork (only somewhat hampered by his still-bound wrists).

Assuming the markers come off the way they're supposed to (ie, with alcohol wipes and not just water, sweat or cum), Yamato may have to buy a lot of them. The best part of all is that he can't imagine this foreplay working with anyone else, other than the two of them. Even for him it had had a lot less *effect* than it had had on Takuya, although the artist definitely enjoyed the whole process, just in a not quite as erotic way. That said, it was clear the process had made his not-always sexually-minded boyfriend feel sexy indeed, and that alone would have been worth it. Yamato absolutely licks his lips at the view, "I do indeed~ And now we need to do a few more tests of these markers..."

The heat in his boyfriend's eyes, combined with the lick of those lips made Takuya feel very sexy and desirable indeed; even more so than he already had~ "Ooooh~ And what tests would those be~?" He asked, though his voice betrayed that he had some inkling as to what Yamato was getting at. Obviously if the markers smeared or transfered to the redhead during any fun they got up to, it would be just slightly less fun than had been advertised. Not enough that *he* wouldn't enjoy going through the process again, though, so *he* could very easily envision putting in some effort to find a set of similar markers with a wider colour variety for the future.

The drummer is right on the money for the kinds of tests Yamato is thinking about. "It won't do at all, for instance, if they smear easily." Nothing had smeared so far, but Yamato had been being cautious with them. Doesn't matter how good a marker or even eyeliner or whatever is, it'll smear if it hasn't had a chance to set yet. But the design on Takuya's chest ought to be firmly set by now, so the guitarist gets his hands on Takuya's stomach and firmly runs them up over the man's chest.

"Very true~" Takuya agreed, absolutely looking forward to how his boyfriend might test the smearability of the markers. And he wasn't at all disappointed, as Yamato's hands came to rest on his stomach near the intricate 'belly ring' design, then make their way up over the 'jewelry' design on his chest. "Mmmmmmmm~" He moaned softly at the warm, slightly rough feel of those hands over his chest. His eyes half closed, and he pressed his chest up, just a bit, against that touch.

Oh fuck, Takuya is absolutely gorgeous, and so much fun to play with. He leaves his hands to rest on Takuya's shoulders, and comments, "Looks like no smearing from that. The next smear test is going to also be something of a taste test~" He advertises, not leaving much time for that thought to sink in before he brings his tongue to lick across Takuya's ribs. It would be a shame if the markers left some kind of aftertaste, but it just tastes like his boyfriend's skin usually does.

When those hands closed loosely on his shoulders, Takuya's eyes fully closed. They might not have actually been restricting him more, but the pressure felt amazing anyway~ That comment about the lack of smearing brought a breathy 'oh good...', but before that next comment could properly register, there was a hot tongue sliding over his ribs, and the drummer couldn't help but moan, long and low, as his hands desperately gripped at whatever they could grab of the pillow beneath his head.

The redhead hadn't even been intending for the hands on the shoulders to play into that, but realizes it's working by Takuya's reaction. Seeing the other man react so pleasurably to those hands cuffs, not that's really getting Yamato going. He puts a bit more weight into pressing Takuya's shoulders down as he leans up and brings his tongue to the man's earlobe instead. "Well, it's passed my second test too~"

Okay, that more deliberate pressure was definitely doing it for the drummer, and he let out another soft moan, right before that tongue moved to play with his earlobe, and the sexy voice of his boyfriend entered his ear. Those words had no right being as hot as they were. "Nnn~ A-are you sure~? I... think you should check again~" Takuya suggested, his eyes opening just enough to look at Yamato above him.

What Takuya's going to see when he opens his eyes is Yamato looming with a very warm grin. Oh, he absolutely loves that Takuya is asking him to make the taste test more thorough. "Hmm, I guess you're right -- better safe than sorry. I should check places that I drew most recently~" By which he definitely means Takuya's thighs. It's honestly not a terrible idea either -- to see how fast it dries. He does give his boyfriend a sweet kiss on the cheek before moving down. And yes, that means relinquishing his hold on the shoulders. He tries to make it up by using his hands to spread Takuya's legs for more than he would really have to for his next goal.

Shit. That grin sent a positive shiver of anticipation through the drummer when he saw it, and the agreement to his proposal only heightened that feeling. "Mmmm definitely~" He encouraged, as if Yamato needed any extra reason to check the rest of the ink on Takuya's body. Honestly, he had been meaning the jewelry on his belly, but he was even more excited (if possible) by the idea of checking his thighs and hips instead. The loss of those wonderful hands on his shoulders was a little saddening, that was true, but feeling them apply their pressure to his inner thighs instead, spreading them apart? Oh, that was totally worth the loss, in his opinion~ Takuya put just a little resistance against the push of those hands; not so much as to stop the movement, but enough for that intoxicating pressure to be applied as his legs parted at his boyfriend's direction.

Since Yamato knows 100% that Takuya isn't really resisting, that move just works to turn both of them on more. He keeps his hand pressing into Takuya's inner thigh as he brings his mouth down, running hot kisses across those freshly inked flowers. Seems like the ink does dry relatively quickly, which is good.

The trust that they had in each other was incredibly important, especially in moments like these. Takuya knew he could put that subtle resistance in his legs to get the feeling he wanted without worrying his boyfriend simply because he knew that Yamato trusted him to *say* stop, or be more obvious in his denial in other ways if he really didn't want such a thing to happen. On the flip side, the drummer could trust his boyfriend to respect a clear 'stop' or 'no', therefore allowing him to play with getting that slight pressure he wanted without worrying it could lead to something he didn't like in the future. Feeling those hands keeping his thighs in place felt amazing, but nowhere *near* as good as those hot lips leaving searing kisses along the flowers on his thigh. The whole thing brought his breath just a little bit shorter, and his fingers clutched at his pillow just a little harder.

Yamato pauses, although keeping his face close to the whole thigh/groin area, as he inspects Takuya's thigh to make sure his mouth hadn't ruined any of the ink, then smiles, "Yeah, it still looks good here." And he definitely doesn't mean just the ink! Since his last test would mean moving beyond foreplay though, he instead licks from where his kisses had started, up to his boyfriend's thigh.

"Mmmmnnnn~ Successful tests are important~" Takuya replied, probably not making the most sense, but given that those *hands* were still on his inner thighs, and Yamato's mouth was so intimately close to some very enjoyable places, he, admittedly, wasn't using his full brain power at the moment. Probably a lack of blood to the brain, or at least that would be his argument if any teasing ever came of his inane comments later. And then, words themselves became less important as that ridiculously hot tongue began to slide over his thigh where lips had recently vacated.

Oh, Yamato would actually never tease about something like that said in a moment like this, because he gets it, and wouldn't want to discourage creativity during sex play. He enjoys himself alternating kisses and licks around Takuya's thighs and hips, before looking up at his boyfriend and waiting for him to be with it enough to talk to before asking, "What do you want to happen next? I have another *test* in mind, but there're a few different ways we can go about it...."

As Yamato worked on tasting, what seemed like, every bit of his inked skin, Takuya just let himself go and enjoy it, a warm buzz of pleasure setting up shop in his brain. It took a good thirty seconds after Yamato's mouth had drawn away from him for Takuya's brain to become solid enough for him to open his eyes and look curiously at his boyfriend, but when he did, that question made him smile. He had a couple of ideas where he'd like to go with all this, but he *was* curious about this other 'test' the redhead had in mind. "Mmm~ Before I weigh in with my ideas, what test did you have in mind~?"

Yamato doesn't mind at all waiting for Takuya to look at him; he spends that time being proud of the haze he's gotten his boyfriend into. "Well, definitely something to get you hot and sweaty~" Also, while he has no problems with vulgarity, somehow just saying 'I wanna see if sex and cum will cause problems' seems somewhat crass, "So probably some kind of *physical* activity..."

"As long as it doesn't involve push ups, I'm in." Takuya responded with a faintly teasing smile. He knew for a fact that that was not at all part of his boyfriend's plan. "Do we have some options~? Or should I use my imagination?" He asked, pretty open to suggestion, but willing to wrangle his brain and put in some effort as well, if needed. 'Physical' activity sounded quite delightful, though.

"Well~ I've been using my mouth, so that's certainly an option," Yamato replies, quite sure that Takuya will know he's just asking what form they want sex to happen in. One clear option, but he's perfectly happy for the drummer to use his imagination otherwise.

"Mmmmmm~ that *is* a lovely option... but not one that's likely to get me *too* physically active, or otherwise wet." Takuya admitted. Not a problem overall, he was sure, but certainly not fulfilling the 'test' they were going for. "If we really want to test the sweat factor, I think I need to be doing a lot of the work... but being on top in a normal way, I don't think I can balance well with my wrists still bound..." And, honestly he didn't really want to remove the fuzzy cuffs, because he was really enjoying them.

Yamato snickers, as a blow job could definitely be wet -- although he doesn't usually go for spraying that everywhere vs swallowing. Regardless, sex would produce more sweat, which is also something worth testing. "You could do a doggy style variation. Elbows on the pillow, using that to support your upper body?" Yamato feels like he can suggest just about any position he knows since Takuya is strong enough to pull basically anything off.

Takuya couldn't help but smile at that snicker. He didn't know exactly what thoughts were going through his boyfriend's mind, but he knew they were delightfully dirty. The position suggestion had him giving Yamato a look of amused consideration. "I could probably do that, though I'd request the blindfold if we were doing that." He still felt that, if he could see during sex, he wanted the option to actually *look* at his boyfriend. With the blindfold, though, he didn't have that option, so he could just enjoy a position that didn't allow for it. "I had been thinking of a riding variation where you're mostly sitting up, and I can loop my bound wrists around your neck and use some leverage on your shoulders to help me move." He admitted. Either one sounded fun to him, and either way it sounded like he would have to put in a good bit of energy, whether holding himself up in an almost planked position, or doing most of the work in the riding position. So, they should both work as 'tests'.

Yamato doesn't mind the idea of adding in a blindfold - especially now that they have a proper one here instead of needing to make do, but actually he likes Takuya's suggestion better, "It would be a lot of work, but I'm down for the riding position -- lets me see more of your ink while we're doing it too."

"Mmhmm~ It would. And It'll make me very, very sweaty~" Takuya advertised, since that *was* a main part of what they were trying to do. Also, even though he didn't know that cum was another test Yamato wanted to try out, but that was likely to happen too, in this position. "If we're going to do that, though, we're going to need to change positions a bit~"

"Yes, and rub your sweaty chest all up against me - an absolutely great transfer check," Yamato praises, since he did think it was a good idea. He nods, and reaches out to help Takuya sit up and get into position.

"If I wasn't so damned turned on, that would sound pretty gross." Takuya told his boyfriend with a laugh before accepting that help in repositioning themselves. "You know you're going to need to do the prep work, though, right? I can't do much in that department with my wrists still bound~" He advertised, his cuffed wrists already looped around Yamato's neck.

"Sex is totally gross," Yamato replies with a broad grin. If you just break it down into components you could make it sound really nasty. The redhead takes full advantage of this position to cop a really nice feel on the drummer's ass, and points out, "I do the prep almost always, so... yeah?"

Takuya just snorted lightly at that assertion that came with his boyfriend's sexy grin. "Well, yeah, but I can't even help guide anything." He elaborated. Sure, this was his suggestion for a position because, ostensibly, he would be doing most of the work, but with the restriction on the movement of his hands and arms, he couldn't really do anything to help with setting the position up.

"That's fine -- we'll make it work," Yamato assures him, confident now in their ability to communicate, in his own ability to take control, and Takuya's ability to perform the position, even with his hands tied (or cuffed, as it were). Keeping an arm securely around Takuya's waist, he reaches for the lube and condoms as they speak, and then asks, "Should I get to it then?"

That simple confidence made Takuya smile. When Yamato reached for the lube and condoms, the drummer tensed his core and braced his arms against his boyfriend's shoulders, doing what he could to hold the position while Yamato concentrated on the prep work. "Yeah, please." He confirmed, but leaned in to press a warm kiss to the other man's lips rather than being completely helpful.

Yamato had largely been being cautious, sensitive to the fact that sometimes his lover needs a bit more foreplay than others, and while it may seem ridiculous to ask after the long, marker-based foreplay earlier, well, it doesn't hurt to ask. He's plenty pleased with the response though, and the kiss - though he doesn't try to make that any more heated than what Takuya had given him. He then, with deft skill earned from much practice, gets the lube bottle open with one hand with a satisfying click sound.

Given that one hand was still helping hold him in place, Takuya could also appreciate that skilled, one-handed bottle opening. "Mmmmm~ Somehow, that's really hot~" He commented once his lips were disengaged once more. He thought that this feeling might be similar to the one had when a guy could undo a girl's bra with one hand.

"It's good to be appreciated," Yamato replies with mirth. That said, he can't really get the lube from the bottle onto his hand with only one hand. "I'm afraid I need my hand for a moment." he forewarns, so that Takuya knows to support his own weight for the moment. Once he's sure his boyfriend's ready, he loosens that arm around the drummer's waist so he can really properly prep Takuya for the fun to come.

"Noted~" Takuya responded, locking the muscles of his thighs and core to hold his own weight without the help of that hand. When Yamato got to work prepping him, the drummer dropped his forehead to one of his boyfriend's shoulders and concentrated on relaxing, while at the same time keeping the muscles tensed that he needed to. Honestly, this part took way more concentration than he would have thought it would.

"Good, good," Yamato murmurs, nearly directly into Takuya's ear, as he works to prepare his boyfriend. Just as Takuya had appreciated his skill in opening that bottle earlier, he could appreciate how much effort Takuya must be expending to achieve this. The redhead works diligently but quickly, and as soon as he thinks Takuya's ready, he gets his arm back around the other man, "There we go."

And then he closes the lube bottle and tosses it somewhere. Whatever. He'll find it later.

Sadly, since he was putting so much effort into the tense/relax-ness of his position, he couldn't really enjoy the prep the way he might normally. Thankfully, though, Yamato didn't take his time at it, and soon he had some much appreciated support back in that arm around him again. "Mmmmn~ Perfect~" Takuya murmured, relaxing just a bit and letting his boyfriend help guide him into the right position.

Now that that pesky lube bottle is out of the way, Yamato has both his arms back in play. He brings his dominant hand down to get a grasp of his cock, and then through a combination of support Takuya's back, and gently coaxing him into moving the way he needed to he finally manages to get everything sorted and slide into his boyfriend' warmth.

The mostly silent negotiation of their bodies into the right places to make this all work took a good bit of effort, but as soon as he was able to slide down onto his boyfriend, taking that hard cock into him all at once, it made the whole thing worth it. The drummer groaned heavily at the amazing, deep feeling of that, head tipping back and long white hair tickling the back of his calves as most of his weight settled on his legs. He paused for a moment, just relishing that feeling, before beginning to raise himself once more, using the leverage of his arms around Yamato's shoulders, his torso, his thighs, and those wonderfully steadying hands to start a slow, slightly rocking rhythm.

Yamato groans at the intense sensation of everything finally settling into place, Takuya's heat, and just how fucking hot this position is. He gets his hands firmly on Takuya's hips more for practical reasons than fun (though it surely feels good too), helping his boyfriend to stay steady. Most of the actual effort is going to end up being on Takuya and it is fucking. sexy. as. hell. that Takuya can do this, and wants to do this.

Once he had the feel of how to move his body in the position to ride the way he wanted, Takuya gave himself over to it, opening his eyes so he could look at his boyfriend while he slowly increased the speed and intensity of his movements. He never raised himself very far, not wanting to accidentally mess up their equilibrium and make them have to readjust again. Plus, the half raising, half rocking motion was feeling pretty damn amazing to him.

With how close their faces are, Yamato absolutely wants to join in some kisses, which results in him watching Takuya trying to figure out if there's a good point in the cycle to go in for one. But the pace is slowly increasing so he gives up on it for now, and focuses on enjoying not being the one leading things for a change. Letting Takuya satisfy both of them however feels best for the drummer.

Lack of ability to properly kiss was probably the worst part of doing things this way, but Takuya's mind was so much on the work he was doing, the pleasure he was feeling, and the logistics of hitting every stroke just the way he wanted, that he didn't have much thought to spare for missing kisses. He had somehow found a way in the rising and rocking to graze his prostate to a greater or lesser degree about a third of the time, and to rub his own erection against Yamato's abs on the way back up every time. Half of the reason he was speeding up, honestly, was to try and get his accuracy (or just the accumulation of his lack of accuracy) higher on the former. His breath was already coming short with exertion and pleasure, but he didn't slow the pace, despite that.

It's honestly a great position for Yamato, who gets to be a passenger, an observer, which is obviously a position he loves. Of course he's a part of it, holding Takuya, helping him move those hips, push his hips up into the other man, but with the drummer running the show, he's got a front row seat to how the other man is moving, and the amazing expressions of pleasure on that gorgeous face.

Another pass brought a particularly large gasp from the drummer, and a soft shudder through his body as he held onto Yamato tighter, but didn't lose his rhythm despite all of that. That particular time he had hit right on the money, and he wanted to do it again immediately. He tried to move exactly the same way the next time, and was rewarded with another shot of pure pleasure, shocking a short cry from his lips, and his eyes to squeeze shut from the need to just *feel*. Even with his wrists bound, his nails found purchase on the skin just below his boyfriend's neck as he brought himself down in the perfect place a third time. Gods! He had no idea how he might live through this at the moment, but it was just too *good* not to try again with each beat. And with three successful hits in a row, a miss just wasn't acceptable anymore.

Yamato groans in shared pleasure, just from *knowing* that Takuya had hit that spot inside of him, was getting that rush of pleasure. And then watching that same pleasure colour that face again and again is amazing. He loves the feel of those arms around him, those nails in his back, and of course, the way that BODY is moving on and against his.

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~" Takuya gasped out again and again, even as he struggled to keep the same rhythm. As advertised, his body was positively slick with sweat from the exertion, heat, and unrelenting pleasure. On his next downward pass, a particularly loud burst of air came out of his mouth, and his rhythm stuttered. It was only with his boyfriend's help that he was able to go again, then again, then a third time. His entire body was shivering almost uncontrollably now, and his gasps almost had a whine to them. His barely slitted eyes were dark, drenched in pleasure as he gazed on the redhead. He moved again, and again, his nails desperately trying to dig deeper, and with one more pass, he stilled completely, Yamato's name coming out as a cry into the room as his orgasm ripped through him, splattering the results against both of their stomachs. For the moment immediately afterward, he collapsed against the other man, and his mind went completely blank.

Yamato's pretty sure he could get off just watching how beautiful his lover is in this moment, but he doesn't have to because the way Takuya's riding him, and those nails clawing into him -- well it's all he can do to help Takuya keeping moaning, cumming hard inside the other man.

For a while after they were both sated, Takuya didn't move at all. He stayed, straddling his boyfriend's lap, Yamato's cock still held inside of him, and relearned how to breathe. His forehead came to rest gently against the other man's, eyes closed, and his fingers relaxed, nails retreating from the redhead's skin. When he was finally back to himself, though, he didn't move right away, instead just speaking quietly, "That was.... I don't even know. Thank you." Those words, obviously, didn't even begin to touch on how good he felt. Of course, now that he wasn't in overwhelming pleasure, the way his legs were stiffening up, and the gentle ache in his ass were starting to make themselves known.

The redhead gets his arms around Takuya's waist, holding him in close, but other than that he's in just about the same condition as the drummer. "Mmm. What are you talking about? Thank *you*" he replies, since that literally wouldn't have been possible without the drummer's strength. He closes the miniscule distance between their faces to press a sweet kiss to his boyfriend's lips. "How're you doing?"

"Mmmmm~" Takuya hummed with soft delight at that kiss, then sighed at the question. "Honestly? Little achy and stiff now that the good feelings are starting to fade." He responded, but didn't make a move to remedy either of those situations just yet. "You?" He asked, wanting to check in with Yamato too.

"I think you clawed up my back pretty good; but I feel great," Yamato admits. With Takuya admitting he's stiffening up though, well. No need to put up with that. He carefully lifts Takuya off his lap so they can lie down side by side on the bed. "Where are you sore?"

As Yamato helped him move off of the other man, Takuya quirked an apologetic half-smile. "Sorry about your back." He apologized, though Yamato hadn't seemed that upset about it, and he honestly wasn't *that* sorry for it either. Once he was laid out on the bed, he gave a soft groan as his stiff legs straightened out, and he flexed his feet to make the muscles move all the way up and down his legs. the question about where he was sore made him snort very, very gently. "My ass. Not sure you can help that with any massage, sadly." He said, thinking that the other man was likely considering offering something like that if the pain was somewhere he could actually help with. His still bound wrists settled above his head, just because that was where they felt most relaxed at this point.

"No complaints," the redhead answers with a toothy grin. He can deal with a little clawing, especially in service of sex like that. He nods at the comment that it was Takuya's ass. He had hoped it would be the thighs or something that he could rub out, "Oh, yeah. Not much I can do about that babe."

He does reach up to release Takuya though.

That grin was, honestly, pretty much the reaction Takuya had expected. "Yeah, not much either of us can do, honestly. But.... it was more than worth it, so I'll persevere~" The drummer responded warmly. It wasn't like he was in actual pain, it was just achy from being used a little more roughly, and at a different angle, than normal. When Yamato released his wrists from the fuzzy cuffs, he rotated them slowly, relieving the very slight stiffness in them as well. "If you really *want* to relieve some stiffness, though, my calves, and my thighs just above the knees, could use some help." Even if this encounter hadn't been much like the ones that normally made his boyfriend *need* to do things for him after, he wasn't going to assume that Yamato wasn't still feeling a little of that, so he was happy to provide a productive use for that need.

"Mmm, sounds good," Yamato admits, perfectly happy to get his hands on more of Takuya. He keeps one arm around Takuya, bringing the other to rub over the nearest thigh. They're on their sides currently so it would be harder to reach the other one without moving, and he doesn't wanna move that much right now.

"Mmmmm...." Takuya hummed in enjoyment as his boyfriend's hands moved over him. It always felt wonderful having that touch, but it was even better when Yamato took care of him after sex. If he were honest, it wasn't just Yamato that got good endorphins from aftercare. He closed his eyes again, and just let the feel of those warm hands lull him.

Yamato carefully rubs his hand all over that thigh before remembering Takuya had mentioned calves too. Gingerly, he pushes Takuya over onto his back. Then, with a grunt, he forces himself to sit up. Now he can get both hands on Takuya. He finishes up that thigh and runs the hands down to the calf.

The sweet way that Yamato gently pushed him onto his back made Takuya smile as he reopened his eyes to look at his boyfriend. When the other man moved to use both hands to work on his leg made the drummer smile just a little more. And when those hands moved on to his calf and relieved the tension to be found there, he let out a long sigh of relief. "Nnn... that feels wonderful~"

Yamato grins down at him, "Well, I have to reward all that hard work you put in earlier, right~" And honestly, he'd be out of his mind if he was gunna complain about getting to have his hands rubbing all over Takuya. He takes the opportunity to survey his art from earlier, and admits, "Looks like the markers survived all of that -- now we're left hoping they come off as easy with the rubbing alcohol as they're supposed to."

That praise made Takuya smile warmly. Even though the whole thing had been his idea, he still felt rather proud for pulling it off, so hearing that pride and pleasure from his boyfriend felt very good indeed. The comment about the ink, even though that had been the *reason* for all of this, made him laugh in surprise. "How bad is it that I kind of forgot that we were testing that?" He asked, then shrugged at the comment about removing all of it. "I have faith." He said. Though, if his faith was misplaced, there really wasn't anything to be done about it now anyway, so no reason to worry about it before it was actually a problem.

"It's wonderful that you forgot," Yamato replies, as that just means the pleasure had been so great as to forget it. He moves his hands over to the other thigh now, continuing to rub down his boyfriend. "Are your wrists or arms sore?"

"Lovely~" Takuya replied, glad, though he hadn't really thought Yamato would be disappointed at his forgetfulness. He continued to enjoy the feel of his boyfriend's hands on him as they moved to his other leg, but shook his head at the question about his arms. "My wrists were only a little stiff from being in the cuffs for so long, but they seem fine now."

"Mm, good," Yamato replies, glad that any discomfort for his boyfriend is relatively limited. "Once you're ready to move again, I vote we bring this to the bathroom," he adds, trailing his hands on down to Takuya's calves. It just makes sense to him: Takuya can sit in the tub while they work to remove the markers, any detritus from the removal would be easily washed away from the tub, and then they could fill it up with hot water to relax in after.

"Oooh~ Yes. Bathroom for sure." Takuya agreed without even having to think about it. "I'm not so bad that I can't move right now, especially now that you've worked out the worst of the stiffness." He added, levering himself up on his elbows as he spoke. The thought of lounging together in the bath was a wonderful one.

"Mmm, sounds good then," Yamato replies. He finishes up rubbing that calf, and leans over to steal a kiss from Takuya before standing up and stretching. Now that his back is to Takuya, it will be evident to the drummer that the redhead is, in fact, slightly bleeding from the scratches earlier.

Takuya smiled at that kiss, then moved to get up off the bed when Yamato moved away from him. He paused, though, when he saw his boyfriend's back. "Yamato-kun! You didn't say I made you bleed!" He exclaimed, crawling to the edge of the bed to be able to gently touch the redhead's back, near, but not actually on, those scratches.

"Huh?" Yamato replies, looking back over his shoulder at Takuya's comment. It honestly hadn't hurt bad enough that he'd thought he was bleeding, "I didn't realize I was?" he replies, although obviously he believes his boyfriend.

That reaction was *not* what Takuya had expected. He'd thought that Yamato had known, but just not thought it a big enough problem to tell him. The fact that the redhead hadn't even known was almost more of a shock than the blood itself. "Doesn't it hurt?" He asked, his shock coming through his voice. "Guess we'll have more use for the alcohol wipes than just cleaning me up." He commented, since he would definitely want to make sure that Yamato was taken care of too.

"It hurts yeah, but nails are kinda... paper cut ish?" He replies, having certainly been scratched up in sex before. Also he's covered in ink, so he just has some good pain tolerance going, "I just didn't think it hurt that much." He admits, a bit sheepish for having not noticed.

Takuya shook his head in amused exasperation at that explanation. "Well, we'll get you and me cleaned up, then we'll lounge." He said decisively before getting off the bed and heading for the bathroom with the redhead so they could work on doing just that.

"Please and thank you," Yamato replies, since he wouldn't be able to give very good care to the wound on his back -- he isn't even able to see it. He follows Takuya to the bathroom, enjoying the view along the way. Wanting to make sure it's absolutely clear, he adds, "It's kinda hot though, so don't worry about it if it happens again sometime."

Takuya was a little shocked that he had damaged his boyfriend, but he felt a little better with that reassurance. He smiled over his shoulder at Yamato, letting the icy fall of hair sweep across his back. "Glad you think so. It felt super hot doing it, but I'm not sure I'd feel comfortable letting myself get swept away like that again if you didn't think so too." He admitted, then went searching in the vanity for some polysporin.

He knows there's no way Takuya had intended to scratch him quite so much, and he'd enjoyed it so there's nothing to really worry about, and now they're on the same page moving forwards too. Now that they're in the bathroom, he holds his red hair out of the way to make it easier for Takuya to help him out with the scratches.

As that red hair was lifted out of the way, Takuya couldn't help but smile at the sexy lines of his boyfriend's back. The scratches did look rather angry, though, so he wanted to get those tended right away. He wet a cloth with warm water, then gently cleaned up the blood from around the small cuts. Once the blood was cleaned away, thankfully the cuts didn't look bad at all, and it looked like they had stopped bleeding as well. Still, he wanted to be sure they would heal up without infection, so he dabbed the little marks with the cleansing cream.

Yamato chuckles, and admits, "I'm not usually the one getting cared for after sex; it is nice though." That said, he definitely can feel a *need* to clean up Takuya and help him still. Actual wounds take precedent though. He doesn't even wince as the drummer tends his wounds, them really not being that bad compared to piercings or tattoos. They sting more than hurt, really.

"Well, I would feel absolutely terrible if I damaged you and didn't try to make it better after." Takuya replied, applying the last of the anti-bacterial agent, then leaning forward to press a soft kiss to his boyfriend's shoulder. He was certain that Yamato would understand that. With his task mostly taken care of, though, he would be happy to get cleaned up with his boyfriend now.

"I see you're starting to understand me," Yamato teases, as he understands that feeling completely. That's why it's such a *need* for him to help his partner after things. He correctly takes that kiss as a sign that he's done though, so he turns to Takuya. "So... maybe it will be easier with you sitting on the rim of the tub?" He suggests, getting the alcohol wipe container.

"Mmmm.... Guess you could say that." Takuya agreed with an amused smile of his own. The suggestion about sitting on the rim of the tub made the drummer nod, but quickly used a damp cloth to clean his backside a bit before moving to actually sit where directed. Once the alcohol wipe was in hand, Takuya smiled up at Yamato. "Now we see how well this actually comes off~"