( Luffy is glad that's out there and out of the way. Some could find it an odd thing to say and the way Matt laughs is all the reassurance Luffy needs. Never let it be said he was a dishonest pirate, or someone who refused to help when lives were at risk. And maybe, just maybe, there's excitement intertwined with curiosity over the aspect of magic and sex being on the same side of the coin. )
Hm? ( There's only a moment to appreciate the hand that runs over his shoulder, the touch at his cheek before lips press against his own. Luffy has enjoyed kisses in the manor before now and this is definitely another one of those to add to that list as he places both hands against Matt's chest. It's all too easy to kiss back just a little firmer as Luffy begins testing thresholds, resisting the urge to start causing chaos just yet as he relishes the warmth and feel of it all. Later, Matt will need to tell Luffy about the symbols glowing brighter as everything but him escapes the pirate's notice for now. )
[ Is the answer that comes, murmured through the press of their mouths. Luffy's hands press to Matt's chest, and Matt's heartbeat skitters quicker under his touch. Matt's head tilts, letting their noses brush below the (annoying, stupid) masquerade masks; his teeth close lightly over Luffy's bottom lip, then nibble a bit harder, to see how he takes it. His hands drift, fingers sliding into Luffy's hair and squeezing his upper arm.
It's one thing to have "you can't hurt me" as a baseline. It's another to figure out what Luffy likes. And Matt always wants to know that: what people desire, the cravings that animate them. If it was just about getting off, he may or may not want to indulge to forget all the murder and mayhem. But all want is, on some level, sacred to him, whether for sex or for food or for spiritual enlightenment. ]
(Luffy can feel how Matt's heart rate picks up under his palms and he's enthralled by that sensation alone, the knowledge that he's caused that heady and potent. There's not a single regret in his mind and he's pretty certain they didn't meet up just to be kissing the whole evening away and Matt seems to be on the same wavelength as Luffy feels fingers at his hair.
It's the nibble at his lip that almost undoes the pirate captain, a flash of heat instantly pooling south as he immediately moves to press completely up against Matt, breaking the kiss with a low groan.)
More of that.... (He'd never considered nibbles and biting to be a turn on but now it's all Luffy can think about as he slides his hands around to slip under the back of Matt's shirt, fingertips slowly staring to explore as Luffy leans in for another kiss.)
[ Luffy's reaction, in turn, is intoxicating. Matt can't help chasing it; even as more slips out, he's biting again, sucking on Luffy's lower lip before releasing him to kiss along his jaw and nip at the lobe of his ear.
Luffy presses against him, and Matt rocks forward in turn, the friction as their hips come flush drawing a sharp answering sound. Luffy's hands start to ruck up Matt's sweater, and he arches into their touch. His fingers tighten in Luffy's hair. This seems to agree with the spell configuration, which flickers warmly again--almost as if it's a flame being fed by their intimacy. When Luffy kisses him again, Matt meets him with a moan, trying to keep kissing him and peel off his sweater at the same time. It's only when he has to breathe that he pulls back with a laugh and says: ]
Here--I'll just--
[ He shucks the sweater off and lets it fall. Underneath, he's every bit as willowy as one might expect, with a green lotus tattoo over his heart and a half-monkey, half-man figure curling over his right hip, disappearing below the waistband of his trousers. Which are already feeling a bit tighter than they were a moment ago.
Matt plucks at Luffy's vest again, this time by both lapels, and shoots him a smile as he aims to pull him towards the bed. ]
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( Luffy is glad that's out there and out of the way. Some could find it an odd thing to say and the way Matt laughs is all the reassurance Luffy needs. Never let it be said he was a dishonest pirate, or someone who refused to help when lives were at risk. And maybe, just maybe, there's excitement intertwined with curiosity over the aspect of magic and sex being on the same side of the coin. )
Hm? ( There's only a moment to appreciate the hand that runs over his shoulder, the touch at his cheek before lips press against his own. Luffy has enjoyed kisses in the manor before now and this is definitely another one of those to add to that list as he places both hands against Matt's chest. It's all too easy to kiss back just a little firmer as Luffy begins testing thresholds, resisting the urge to start causing chaos just yet as he relishes the warmth and feel of it all. Later, Matt will need to tell Luffy about the symbols glowing brighter as everything but him escapes the pirate's notice for now. )
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[ Is the answer that comes, murmured through the press of their mouths. Luffy's hands press to Matt's chest, and Matt's heartbeat skitters quicker under his touch. Matt's head tilts, letting their noses brush below the (annoying, stupid) masquerade masks; his teeth close lightly over Luffy's bottom lip, then nibble a bit harder, to see how he takes it. His hands drift, fingers sliding into Luffy's hair and squeezing his upper arm.
It's one thing to have "you can't hurt me" as a baseline. It's another to figure out what Luffy likes. And Matt always wants to know that: what people desire, the cravings that animate them. If it was just about getting off, he may or may not want to indulge to forget all the murder and mayhem. But all want is, on some level, sacred to him, whether for sex or for food or for spiritual enlightenment. ]
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It's the nibble at his lip that almost undoes the pirate captain, a flash of heat instantly pooling south as he immediately moves to press completely up against Matt, breaking the kiss with a low groan.)
More of that.... (He'd never considered nibbles and biting to be a turn on but now it's all Luffy can think about as he slides his hands around to slip under the back of Matt's shirt, fingertips slowly staring to explore as Luffy leans in for another kiss.)
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Luffy presses against him, and Matt rocks forward in turn, the friction as their hips come flush drawing a sharp answering sound. Luffy's hands start to ruck up Matt's sweater, and he arches into their touch. His fingers tighten in Luffy's hair. This seems to agree with the spell configuration, which flickers warmly again--almost as if it's a flame being fed by their intimacy. When Luffy kisses him again, Matt meets him with a moan, trying to keep kissing him and peel off his sweater at the same time. It's only when he has to breathe that he pulls back with a laugh and says: ]
Here--I'll just--
[ He shucks the sweater off and lets it fall. Underneath, he's every bit as willowy as one might expect, with a green lotus tattoo over his heart and a half-monkey, half-man figure curling over his right hip, disappearing below the waistband of his trousers. Which are already feeling a bit tighter than they were a moment ago.
Matt plucks at Luffy's vest again, this time by both lapels, and shoots him a smile as he aims to pull him towards the bed. ]