Kinky + Angst?

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Kinks Most Wanted: wetting, orgasm control/denial, dubcon, power imbalance, dacryphilia, humiliation, blackmail, free use, sloppy seconds, bdsm scenes, TPE (total power exchange) relationships and more
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[jerseyswap]

"That's really, really tempting," Hanamaki laughs, glancing at Osamu again. It's not like he's starving after all, at this point anything he eats is kind of overeating.

[lefttwin]

Osamu hummed. "How about we go say our prayers, get our fortunes and head back to my place then?" he asked.

[jerseyswap]

Hanamaki grins at the other being just as easily swayed as he is himself. "Sounds like the perfect plan."

[lefttwin]

Stepping out of line, Osamu guided Hanamaki up towards the shrine. "Any particular prayers you got this year?" he asked.

[jerseyswap]

"It's a secret," Hanamaki chuckles. There's a few things on his mind. "Though, I do pray for your continued success~."

[lefttwin]

"Thank you, mine's mostly the same," he said as they began to climb up the stairs up the shrine.

"I pray for you too," he said. "And for my brother." He paused, looked at Hanamaki. "You remember that little redhead? Hinata. 'Tsumu's crazy for him. But he's more into Kageyama than my brother, so I pray for him to find happiness and stop moping over him."

[jerseyswap]

"Those are all good prayers," Hanamaki says, his expression both amused and thoughtful. He's quiet for a bit as they climb. He wonders if he should disclose more of his own but he shies away from it at least this year. Maybe... if next year they come again ... well that's just getting ahead of himself isn't it.

[lefttwin]

Just a little bit, but Osamu is kind of thinking along those lines. He just clicks with Hanamaki.

He walks over to the stand, hands over the omamori he got last year and buys a new, then moves over to the next stall to write his wishes for the next year on the traditional paper. 'Good fortune for my business and for my brother'

Once it's dry, he twists it up and waits for Hanamaki to finish up and join him to tie their prayers to the tree.

[jerseyswap]

Hanamaki thoughtfully goes through the ritual on his own. His prayer written with hope for the future, though, he'd never put too much stock in all this but it is good to set the intention for the year he thinks. Success and happiness. He smiles to himself as they go to tie their prayers.

He glances over at Osamu as they finish.

"Ready to go?"

[lefttwin]

"I am," he said, stepping up to him and taking his hand, intertwining their fingers. "Though not sure I can wait until we get home," he teased.

[jerseyswap]

"You sound like a teenager," Hanamaki teases, the other's hand warm where their fingers slot together. It feels nice just to do something like that. Maybe he's really been more lonely than he's realized.

[lefttwin]

The human contact is nice. He's missed this. It had been too long since he just held another guy's hand. Such a simple thing, and yet, so grounding. "C'mon, you can't tell me you haven't been fantasying about me any less than I have about you."

[jerseyswap]

"I can't," Hanamaki laughs and squeezes his hand. "But have you fantasized enough to find some place between here and home?"

[lefttwin]

Osamu hummed. "If it weren't bitch tits cold out, I would have gotten on my knees in the woods around the temple. But my place is closer than a hotel." He offered a crooked grin. "How'd you get here? I have a car."

[jerseyswap]

"You really are a naughty guy," Hanamaki laughs, but he definitely seem bothered... and he also does like the idea of going to Osamu's over a hotel.

"I walked from the train station."

[lefttwin]

"Don't see you complaining," Osamu said as they headed to the parking lot. Once there, he pulls out his keys and clicks the button to unlock the doors. He owns a white 2016 Toyota HiLux truck, which he uses to haul rice from Kita's farm and to transport overexcited Jackles, such as Bokuto and his twin.

"Ready?" he asked as he opened the driver's side door.

[jerseyswap]

"Cause I'm not," Hanamaki smirks and he goes to the passenger door, opening it and sliding into the seat. Once the doors were closed he leans over and presses his lips to Osamu's. He's too impatient to not get at least a taste of what's to come.

[lefttwin]

Osamu was hoping for a kiss, so he's quite pleased when Hanamaki leans over and gives him one. He turns the truck on to start warming up. They can make out a bit while the car warms up and defogs the windows.

[jerseyswap]

Hanamaki is pleased when he isn't rebuffed and so even when the truck is turned on he presses in for another kiss. His hand resting on the other's thigh as he leans a bit more.

[lefttwin]

Osamu reaches up and cups Hanamaki's cheek, deepening the kiss as the truck warms up around him, slowly defrosting the windows. He doesn't care who sees them. He's a grown man, and he's known to most of the vendors, they know he's gay.

He pulls back after a moment, only just, his lips but a centimeter away from Hanamaki's. "We keep kissing and we'll defeat the purpose of the defroster," he said

[jerseyswap]

There's not too many people in the area that know Hanamaki so he's not too worried. He's not completely out, not in a public sort of way anyway. People he's friends with and his family know but he's antsy about trying to enter the job market. Still, it feels like he has more leeway than he would otherwise.

It's really, really tempting to push it when Osamu breaks the kiss. His lips are so close.

"But I really like how you taste," Hanamaki murmurs.

[lefttwin]

That makes Osamu smile, lean in and give Hanamaki another kiss. Quick and chaste before he pulls back. "You can taste every bit of me later," he promised as he buckled up, waited for Hanamaki to do the same, then put the truck in reverse.

"Won't be that long of a wait, but you can feel me up in the meantime," he offered, legs spread just enough so Hanamaki had lots of room to put his hand.