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[ His own outfit is skin-tight: a short tank that shows off working muscle instead of something more artificially sculpted, and a pair of shorts that leave very little to the imagination. They're skimpy enough that a second line of kintsugi-like gold is visible along his hip.

As for his suit, it's is displayed on his left hand, funnily enough: a diamond and, as if affixed as an afterthought, a heart. The hotel had thought to provide him an interesting start to his time here.

When she says his name, he nods, and when she comments on it... well, he can't help the small huff. ]

It was the name given to me by someone very important. The name I choose for myself. I've had other names, many of them, but this one is mine.

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Hmm.

[ He has no desire to be fucked with, at least in that way, so he looks around for a long moment before turning back. ]

...do you want to split?

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[ The stolen kiss only brings a smile of wonder and joy to his face, lights up his eyes, and even the tracks on his skin and hair seem to flare with delight from her. His mouth, unlike his voice, is soft, reverent, and he chases the kiss to return it with some delight before slipping down to press one along the line of her jaw, and further down along her neck. He won't go further, though. Not yet. Instead, he worships, teeth careful and lips soft and tongue quick and clever to leave just enough damp skin to make every breath cool against her. ]

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[ He's appealing. He'd be appealing without being an omega, but the scent that his tumble has bloomed in the air has only made it that much more enticing. John slows his run to a trot before he stops, stepping forward to look down at Wei Wuxian. His athletic wear is hides nothing in general and even less now that Wei Wuxian's scent is so bright in the air, the fabric straining around the heavy shape outlined between his legs. He smiles, a little smug, and lowers himself down to the grass with Wei Wuxian to kneel between his legs. He'll pause for a moment to look him over, checking for any actual injury before he refocuses on the other man's face. ]

I should ask for my song now. If only because I hope you won't be in a state to play afterwards.

[ But his hands will reach out, the smallest finger on one tipped in scatterings of gold and strange symbols, and lets his touch graze along Wei Wuxian's inner thigh line. The golden eyes peer up at the other man, a little playful now. ]

But I should devour my prey, no?

[ Which is when his other hand will slide up to run a finger gently along the line of his erection in the shorts, flicking up to meet Wei Wuxian's as the finger's nail lengthens to a claw and moves to slice the fabric away. It's a request for permission. ]

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[ It takes a few more thrusts, John's hips chasing after the event horizon of his pleasure before he feels the shift within his own strange altered anatomy and rocks forward as the knot expands just inside of G'raha and he feels his release with a low rumbling sound that almost seems to make both of them shake with it. G'raha will feel it, heavy ropes of it shooting inside of him, filling him, plugged by the knot to keep it within. John doesn't tug on the knot, choosing instead to grind his cock a long G'raha's insides as he goes, leaning down to start pressing kisses as he murmurs growled praise to his little omega. ]

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[ Thankfully, John's not actually that pushy. Not these days, anyway. ]

Sure. I'll be there. Anything I should do or keep in mind?

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[ It's not that Reno looks fragile; Reno looks human. And while humans are so much stronger, so much more resilient, so much more beautiful and wondrous than he ever knew in his life before Arthur... they're still (relatively) fragile when you remember being a multidimensional being and you're not sure how much your control is shot from this interesting adjustment.

In short: rough stuff later.

The kisses, though, those aren't fragile. Those are intense, claiming the other man's mouth, hands moving to shift fabric and, if needed, tear it to get to his prize. And when something presses against his aching hole, it's thicker than his fingers. Thicker and longer. And, muscles clenched, not from strain from from restraint, John will take his time letting Reno sink down until he's in to the hilt, deep enough for Reno to feel in his throat, as John lets out a low rumble into their shared kisses. ]

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[ A note of confusion. ]

'Stripped down'?

Truth.

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Is there something else you'd like to talk about? Or

Truth.

If you want to ask me more questions.

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I have had many names. But that is the name that I was given that I chose.

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...yeah, that doesn't really clear things up.

after dark overflow - ishmael

after dark with Fuuta

from TDM/March - for Manuela

from TDM/March - for Wwx

from TDM/March - for G'raha

from after dark for Sun Jingyi

from TDM/March - for Reno

from June Truth-or-Dare: Uta

from June Truth-or-Dare: Victor

from June Truth-or-Dare: Shigaraki

from June Truth-or-Dare: Kleken