jikan_rpg | a man's gotta eat

"!!" Koro flinches ever so slightly as he hears the knock hit his ears. Shit, he was here earlier than expected! Koro had only just stepped out of the shower. Ah, but perhaps this was a good opportunity to...yes...this could work.

Koro himself was rather nervous in a way, especially when he approaches the door. What kind of person was Leon? An old man? A child? Showing up half naked in just a modesty towel to a guest could go wrong...but then again if it did, he always had his powers at his disposal.

But rather than finding out and needing an escape plan, perhaps just knowing beforehand was best. Koro shuts his eyes and presses his forehead against the door, trying to sense the person behind it.

Young adult. Male. An appropriate person. Could be Leon, could be a delivery man, or someone lost...either way, a perfect opportunity for Koro to practice one of his many seduction techniques: showing up topless at the door.

And he does just that, opening the door...and raising his brows when a rather edgy (but cute) man stands in front of him. Who is this?? Leon? Please be Leon.

"...Leon?"

And Leon(?) should see in front of him...a tall, tall man bending forward to avoid the doorframe, with dark hair and deep crimson eyes...and an emotionless stare and voice that absolutely did not match the tone of his texts.

To be absolutely fair? Leon absolutely didn't always really sound much like his own texts, either; it's easier to carefully structure a sentence and reread it back to yourself at least once than it was dealing with this in real time. About the only thing that did translate over was Leon tendency to at least appear unflappably. Especially considering his first reaction to an extremely tall (holy hell, what do they feed people like Koro-- wait don't answer that), and indeed rather attractive (objectively speaking) half-naked man inquiring if they were indeed supposed to be meeting was to... well, it was to nod, raising an eyebrow at Koro, mouth pressing into a thin line for a moment.

"Guess I came over at an awkward moment," is Leon's mild reply, shrugging a shoulder. "We live in the same building."

The situation doesn't actually bother Leon. And it's not that Koro wasn't good looking, it's more that Leon just didn't actually recognize that it was supposed to be seduction in the first place. He's spent plenty of time in what was ancient Greece, and you don't escape public nudity there, man. Besides, it's not a big deal. People have bodies. Big surprise.

Leon's mind is a little more preoccupied with the concept of what the hell he was suppose to do about small talk. He's bad at small talk.

"Should I come back at a better time?" he asks instead.

So, really, what Koro is faced with is indeed a somewhat edgy (with really good posture, actually) man, who is either entirely oblivious or has an excellent poker face.

Oh, he didn't flinch. Perhaps he wasn't into men? Disappointing, but not his fault. But then again, it's too early to say. They only just met. Koro has time to decipher.

"Yes. Very awkward." His response is immediate. "I was in the middle of an intense game of strip poker. I was about to win. You ruined everything." The entire time....his face and voice do not change.

"You're fine. I just finished showering. Please come in." He moves to the side and holds his arm out towards his dorm.

"...I see you brought something."

Leon snorts, and there's amusement in it. Truth be told, he legitimately wanted to laugh at that, but let's not put the cart in front of the horse with new people. He doesn't really find the fact that Koro's expression or voice doesn't change off putting. If anything, it's actually... kind of easier to read. "Your fault for inviting the fun police."

He's not much better, tone still mild and expression neutral.

(Truth is, Leon has no idea who or what he's into, sorry, man.)

Leon doesn't really bat an eyelash at having to walk past him. He's already committed, no running for the hills now. And at the mention of bringing something, he waves a hand back and forth. "Didn't seem right to show up empty handed is all. It was what I had."

And like anyone why has a natural fighting instinct, it's second nature for Leon to quickly case the room for exits and vantage points, avoiding keeping his back to Koro for longer than a few seconds. Making note of everything in the room just in case he needed to maneuver around it quickly. He's cautious, not a complete idiot. With plans to just put the dessert in the fridge while Koro gets himself some clothes.

Well then. Koro notices Leon darting his eyes around the room. Cautious already? Does Koro really appear that intimidating...?

First thing Leon will notice with his wandering eye is the minimalist living space occupied by Koro. Many people choose to decorate their dorms to their taste when they move in. Koro does not. Save for a jarring, large couch in the center, and a particularly nice one at that. It doesn't match the rest of the humble space.

Speaking of space, the dorm was a bit larger than the others, Leon might notice. A living area with a small corner kitchen, complete with small steam powered icebox......and a door at the side leading to what was most likely the bedroom? Indeed, it seemed to be quite the fancy dorm.

Suspicious.

But enough about that. Koro walks up behind Leon, gently squeezing his shoulder, as he leans in to talk.

"Make your self at home. I'll go dress." And with that, he leaves into the next room.

For a moment, that hand on his shoulder paired with the vaguely suspicious set up for the room gave Leon the distinct feeling he'd maybe walked into the den of something... else. It made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end for a second.

But only just a second. Gone as soon as Koro withdrew.

Well, if that was the case, he'd figure it out. Leon's gotten himself into and out of some pretty bad situations without anyone else's help, he can take care of himself. Besides, for all he knew, maybe some dorm rooms really were just different for different needs. It's not like he really planned to decorate his space, either-- hell, he's been avoiding his assigned roommate for the time being, just a little bit, so who is Leon to judge anyone else?

Still... what was with the couch?

Frowning to himself, Leon decided he'd see where this went. Cloud had been pretty intimidating and freaky to most people when he first saw him again in Athens. Even scared Leon a little bit with the amount of darkness about him. Koro could just as easily have the same problem-- the air about him being off, but otherwise perfectly decent.

Now, Leon would have settled that thought for the time being, except for one little detail after he'd taken a good long look at the room. That detail?

There being absolutely nothing in the icebox when Leon opened it to put the dessert inside.

"What the... who doesn't have food in--" Blinking, Leon found himself just... putting the dessert inside and shutting the icebox door to free up his hands. The question was: should he expect danger or not? "What did I just get myself into?"

Yeah, he talks to himself (and animals) more than just about anyone else, save either Aerith or Cloud.

Koro watched Leon from the slightly ajar door of his bedroom, like a tiger stalking his prey, as the leather clad man walked about his den like a deer in a suburban neighborhood. Koro dealt with a lot of those in Nara. Cute little guys.

Just like Leon.

Koro had to admit, partially the reason he invited Leon over was to seek out a potential meal, but he also did truly want to know the guy, especially since he was so kind to be willing to help him out. Koro did feel bad...

But a man's gotta eat.

At first, all he wanted to do was tease the poor boy, scare him from behind. But as he sneaks over he hears him speak. What he just got himself into? Oh boy...hearing that line flipped something in him. When he got close, Koro placed his hands on Leon's shoulders, giving them a squeeze. Gentle enough to not hurt, but firm enough to prevent him from turning around if he got startled.

"You just walked into the wolf's den, little deer." Ugh. So cliche.

Bravery isn't the absence of fear. That's a very important distinction. Why? Because the second those hands squeeze, Leon's heart just about went right up into his throat, and everything in him was suddenly screaming to run. Especially considering he hadn't even heard Koro move, didn't even feel him approach.

This told Leon one of two things: either this was someone he really didn't want to mess with and get cornered by, or that was supposed to be some kind of practical joke, like the numerous amount of times Yuffie liked to sneak up on him. One way or another, instead of startling, Leon just exhaled and relaxed. Can't defend yourself tensed up, it doesn't work like that.

Inhale, exhale, and rather than make a scene that could potentially end badly, Leon tries to air on the side that Koro doesn't actually mean him any harm. "Look, I'm going to assume you're just pulling my leg, but you really shouldn't sneak up on people like that. I almost sent you face-first into something."

Spending a good portion of your life fighting against creatures that literally want to tear the heart from your chest kind of makes you a little jump, unfortunately.

Koro admit he was rather impressed at Leon's tactical moves. Usually one would panic, but the smart thing to do in a situation would be to relax and calm down. Smart move. Smart boy.

"Heh. You sound as if you can succeed in doing that." Koro scoffs ever so slightly. The hands that squeezed Leon's shoulders begin kneading at the flesh, with fingers moving in a rather skilled way. Koro did mention he was a masseur. He wasn't joking.

"Don't be tense. I mean no harm." Koro's voice is oddly husky, more quiet than usual, as if there's ulterior motive in the tone. "You just looked so cute wandering around like a curious pup...I couldn't resist teasing you a little."

Leon could swear everything about the last couple of days or so have absolutely been designed to give him emotional whiplash. From the worry he wouldn't be able to actually see any of his friends anymore, to happening across Cloud in the mostly stupidly mundane way possible. And now? From feeling like he was about to get eaten by something (someone) to feeling somewhere between awkward and a little stupid.

Sure, Leon probably wouldn't be able to actually do any lasting harm to Koro, doesn't really want to, and the reassurance Koro didn't mean any harm was nice and all, but, uh... well--

Okay, look, Leon can't remember the last time anyone has every spoken in that low of a husk to him, let alone called him cute. And no one's really every dared to try and work at the spaces in his shoulders where Leon carries a lot of his tension. Expert fingers he can feel right through the leather of his jacket, and-- yeah, this is a little awkward. Thank whatever gods exist Koro couldn't see his face, or the weird almost scowl he was making.

"That's-- I--" Leon clears his throat and tries to perhaps shrug out of Koro's hold as politely as possible, maybe even turn around of Koro lets him (and avoid eye contact at all costs). A nervousness was starting to settle in Leon's gut. "Noticed that you didn't have anything in your fridge. How bad a shape are you in financially?"

It was an extremely awkward attempt at changing the subject to something Leon knew how to handle better. What else was he supposed to assume with an empty icebox other than maybe Koro was just seriously broke? It's not like he meets a demon that doesn't eat human food every day or anything.

Alas, Koro doesn't let him turn. On the contrary, the hands which were working at Leon's shoulders allowed themselves to be shrugged off, and slid down Leon's arms. They then wriggle in between Leon's arms and sides, sliding around Leon's waist. Koro bring Leon close to his chest once he holds him, his head easily resting on top of the other, making it difficult for Leon to turn.

Koro always worried he made himself too tall, but little details like this help him realize that there's advantages.

The demon blinks a bit at Koro's concern, and cracks into a soft snicker, tightening his embrace. Even now, Leon's still worried? Oh, Koro was going to spoil him.

"I suppose I did use up the rest of my stipend to get this place nice and fixed up." Koro admitted, yet he didn't seem worried. "But if you're worried about food, don't be. I have plenty to eat."

Hands slowly travel up and down Leon's torso, fingers running and teasing over every curve. Koro removes his chin from atop Leon's head, and leans in to press his lips against his prey's ear.

"Including this sweet little snack right in front of me." And with that, he gently takes said snack's earlobe into his lips.

...oh. Oh. Oh, no. Oh, boy-- this is-- this is not--

Did those arms around Leon's waist make him tense up completely? Absolutely. Koro's hold? Definitely just made it worse. He froze. He froze, and somewhere in between being felt up and being called an actual snack is the moment that Leon had the thought of I may have gotten in way over my head. Both surprised at the thought that someone would considering him attractive enough to consider bedding the same night they met and weirdly... well, flattered, maybe. He wasn't sure.

He had no idea what he was supposed to be feeling at that point, everything seems to have ground to a halt for what felt like an eternity.

An eternity Leon's brought right out of when lips meet his earlobe, and Leon felt his entire body just shiver. In a good or bad way, that's yet to entirely be deciphered. What's absolutely certain is strong hands wrap around Koro's wrists, determined to stop them wandering right now before he left his skin entirely.

"I-- this is-- I can't--" Find his voice is what Leon apparently can't do. This is not the kind of trouble he thought he'd be getting into, this is weird, Leon felt entirely out of breath, and-- "That's nice and all, but this isn't what I thought was going to happen."

At that point, Leon had no idea what to do other than try and get some space, and get his back towards the icebox, never mind how red he was in the face. Shut up, he was thrown off guard, and this is really embarrassing.

"IS this seriously how you get to know people right off the bat?"

"...hah...Way to rub it in."

Koro lets out a little whine, trying to keep the mood playful, but boy does Leon make him feel kind of crappy. What's he supposed to do? He has to fuck to live! ...Not like he can't tell him that. Koro was too hesitant to tell him the truth about himself just yet. For now, he'll see if he can try to get Leon to relax. Coax him into it.

There's resistance, but Koro manages to move his arms, as if some human can keep him still, anyway. Hah. However, he slides only one hand up Leon's chest one more time before grabbing onto his shoulder from the front. The demon then leans over and rest his forehead on the fluffy collar the young man was sporting.

"Yup. You got it. This is how I get to know people. You can learn so much from someone in such a vulnerable position. I'm sure you weren't expecting this to happen. Usually people don't. I...thought this up on the spot." Koro sighs. "This is my life. This is how I live."

Koro lifts his head again and looks back down at the man below him. He shakes Leon's grip off his other arm, intending to lift his chin and turn his head to face him as best as he can without snapping the guy's neck.

"Do you...hate being touched like this?" As much as Koro wants to gobble up the nervous cutie, he cannot find it in his heart to persist if Leon shows resistance like this. Not exactly a good impression on him, and Koro doesn't want to scare him that much!

"Have you never experienced a sensual touch like this before?"

So... this whole thing was just something Koro thought up on an impulse? That's something Leon sits with for a moment, absorbing the questions. The idea that someone would want to touch him like this, get this up close and personal-- it's one Leon hasn't entertained much. So busy with other things. And even like this, where he can feel the weight of Koro against him and the underlying strength of his hands...

Does he hate it? Does he dislike the grip that Koro has on his chin? On him as a whole? Does he hate it, even in the context that this is apparently how Koro just is with people? Well...

Leon makes eye contact with the demon as best he can from over his shoulder, mouth pressing into a thin line for a moment. A thoughtful expression, not an upset one. His own hands rest against the icebox just to make himself feel grounded. Nervousness that somewhat shifts to a sense of determination, perhaps.

"No," comes the soft reply, Leon deciding that answering plainly was probably the best option. It was pretty obvious that if Koro really wanted to keep him there if he actually wanted, and Koro's hesitation is the main thing that lets Leon take a moment to breathe. "No one's done this, and I don't hate it. I just didn't expect it."

Truth is, as conflicted as Leon was feeling about a lot of things in this moment, it had everything to do with it just being sprung on him, and nothing to do with any actual dislike. Nothing to do with Koro intimidating him personally (at least not much). There actually wasn't anything wrong with their close proximity, not really.

"You surprised me."

Edited 2021-08-07 05:13 (UTC)

Ah, right. Some humans didn't like surprises like this. This spontaneous move worked quite often back home, but it had it's exceptions. It's been so long since the last exception though...Koro must have completely forgotten about it.

Damn it. He wasn't truly planning on attacking Leon. Especially after witnessing his less-than-impressed face at seeing him wet and topless. But then he thought about it more, and saw the treat Leon brought, which was food, which reminded him that he needed to feed soon...and damn it! The way Leon looked around so curiously, all Koro could do was think about eating.

"Sweet Leon...I'm so sorry to have frightened you. I didn't plan for this, truly, but I...couldn't resist. Something about you makes me want to tease you." Perhaps it was a blessing that Leon showed uncertainty like that. It made Koro stop from losing control. That wasn't good, he needed to learn to keep calm. But fuck, the way he shuddered...

And now he's saying no one has done this to him? Is he a goddamn virgin? Oh boy...this was the Big Man Upstairs testing him, wasn't it. Well he might be disappointed. Koro releases Leon's chin.

"I can stop touching you if you want, but...are you not curious? If you thought that was a surprise...heh."

Well, if Leon hadn't been thinking about it before, he sure as hell was now.

And it's not like Leon hasn't looked at someone and thought hey, they're a pretty good looking person, but this is... this is a whole other level. A part of Leon was legitimately considering the situation in front of him and weighing his options. A breath in, slow and steady, and he can feel the press of Koro's body to his back, that hand on his shoulder. Sure, his chin's been let go of, but he can't really bring himself to look away...

Maybe it isn't in Koro's expression, but the intensity is there all the same.

All right, Leonhart, think real carefully about how you want to proceed.

"You're asking to sleep with me still, aren't you?" Look, Leon knows that's asking the obvious-- the point is more that he wants to know that he's understanding this right. Standing there, pressed together, Koro's cards on the table.

If only Koro could read minds. Alas, he wasn't that kind of demon. He could read moods and feelings, but even a really intuitive human could do that. But he'd be so flattered to know how attractive he is to Leon. He worked on this body for a long time now, doing his best to make it as attractive as possible to as many people as possible. Anything beyond that would be left to personal taste.

Hey, incubi and succubi have their insecurities, too!

Koro also had an excellent sense of touch, for...many reasons. But being a masseur was definitely one of them. He could feel Leon relax in his arms and calm down a bit. Good, that's a start. Koro gave it a thought, to see what was the best course of action to not tense Leon up again.

"I-...we don't have to. To spring up such a desire on you so suddenly...I can understand you're frightened." Koro loosens his hold on Leon, and turns him around. Not completely, it was more perpendicular. One arm then grabs Leon's side farther from him to bring him to Koro's chest, the other hand gently cups Leon's cheek, pulling him up to face the taller man again. The angle this time should be a lot easier on poor Leon's neck.

"I bet even the thought of kissing is activating your flight or fight. Never even been touched...have you not ever kissed either?" ...Because that's the best way to calm a tense situation. Taunting.

Oh, yeah, taunting is the best way-- though, sarcasm side, it does mean Leon gives him a bit of a scowl. Not a harsh one, mainly because Leon just... ah, it's complicated.

It's complicated because he isn't sure where he sits with all of this. Especially considering the fact that Koro isn't entirely wrong-- Leon hasn't kissed anyways in (an embarrassing long, given his age) time, and the thought of it does kind of trigger a flight or fight response. Hell, being this physically close to someone when it isn't a fight does the same thing, and it puts Leon into two minds of things. The one that wants to disengage and pretend this didn't happen, and the other stronger side that keeps him from immediately shoving Koro right off him. The side that's genuinely taken off guard that someone (regardless of whether or not this is how they eat, considering how Koro needs to get sustenance), anyone really, sees him as this level of attractive. It's overwhelming flattering, to a point that it was almost uncomfortable. Almost.

It's... well, as previously stated, complicated. And it helps that Koro isn't teasing him about the whole virgin thing.

Leon watches Koro's face for a long moment. "I'm not frightened. Surprised isn't the same thing." He's uncertain what to do with his own hands, or what to do with his own body given the situation, so he settles for staying right where he is and trying to ease a certain level of discomfort by gentle pulling the hand on his face away just enough that there isn't contact-- he isn't pushing Koro's hand away entirely. "Look, I need to figure something out."

About himself, he means, though Leon realizes that alone doesn't really get across what he means. So with a slight shake of his head, he tries to be more precise.

"Ask me directly. I'm not-- I just need you to ask me directly."

Direct questions were easier to focus on.

...Damn.

If there ever was a tense situation, the occasional taunt did work. Especially on men. They would get so angry and it always ends up in a "I'm not scared of you!" kiss. Welp. Scratch that out.

There was something oddly refreshing about Leon, though. Koro couldn't quite pinpoint it but, the way he was just so honest about himself. From the way things felt, Leon wasn't as scared as Koro said he was. Koro doesn't sense fear, that much is true. In fact, could it be possible Leon is just trying to figure out his attraction? It was...kind of adorable, really.

Koro sighs, and releases Leon from his clutches, setting him free. But he wasn't giving up on him just yet. Something about needing to work for it, needing to think through his actions, to strategize...it was whetting his appetite. If Leon truly shows his disgust, his opposition to be eaten, then Koro will back off. But he needed to hear that. He has to hear that. Until then...he's not giving up just yet.

"...Okay."

For now, he'll implement Leon's honest request into another strategy. And so, he takes Leon's hand in his, and leads him to the couch. The incubus attempts to get Leon to sit down with a gentle push. If he succeeds, he'll follow it with kneeling down and making eye contact. The strategy? Make your prey feel less tense by making yourself appear smaller.

"Lovely Leon...can I kiss you?"

Most would argue this is how he should have started this whole thing but eh, when you're a millennia year old horny demon,logic kind of gets thrown out the window.

Figuring it out was actually a rather good few words for it.

He doesn't know Koro. Leon doesn't know him, or has ever had anyone else show this level of interest, regardless of the reason for it, and being let go let Leon breathe for a second. Settle himself back inside his skin-- and, honestly? If this was even a few years back, Leon really wouldn't have been as honest with himself. He wouldn't have let Koro pull him to the couch, wouldn't have sat on it, wouldn't have been surprised at Koro kneeling down and trying to make himself smaller as if Leon was somehow the one who was trying to take a bite out of it (metaphorically speaking).

A few years ago, Leon was an angrier person. And not always a good person. And part of changing means not running from every single uncomfortable situation.

So, Leon tries here. Even when he's getting called lovely, of all things. Sitting on that massive couch, blinking at Koro, letting his gloved hands rest on his own thighs to feel the comforting friction between leather for a half second. A tactile sensation that grounds him down. Faced with a direct question.

In the end?

"Yeah," he agrees. Truthfully, Leon's actually kind of curious, reaching out with one hand and tentatively drawing leather clad fingertips along Koro's jaw. He's honestly curious about that much. Koro seems to really want to, to genuinely want to, and that alone has him internally asking what would it be like to kiss someone else, someone that really wanted to kiss you back? Someone that doesn't know anything about him, it's... yeah, it really makes Leon wonder, especially after studying Koro's handsome face. Koro asking his permission relaxed that tension further.

He's a grown ass adult, he can take a chance if he wants to, right? And say no whenever he feels he has to.

"Yeah, you can. Just-- don't call me lovely like that, okay? It's a little weird."

And don't you dare make fun of him for not really being that great of a kisser to start.

Koro could only chuckle a bit at that statement. So it's weird? Sure, he'll quit it for now.

But he's a demon. And demons sometimes like to cause mischief. But later.

Right now, Koro gets up from his position, but doesn't quite stand up. He does his best to keep at eye level, making it easy for Leon to see him clearly without needing to move his head up, to hurt his neck. A professional like Kuro can't have that.

He pushes Leon back until his back is against the couch. Crawling up to lean forward, Kuro reaches out with a smooth hand, softened by oils and lotions, and caresses Leon's cheek with his thumb as he hold his chin up.

"...Relax your lips. Part them a little, and purse them together very slightly."

Leon was going to learn today.

Yup, he sure as hell was about to learn, that's for sure.

Leon nods, perfectly fine the moving to make room for Koro. Watched him, watch the simple mechanics of the demon moving. There was a lot of grace about it, at least to Leon. Tall, long limbs, soft hands. And this close to him, it's hard not to notice the finer details to his face, too.

Koro is a handsome devil for sure.

Leon does as Koro asks, relaxing, lips parted slightly. And maybe it's part nerves, but he doesn't give himself (or Koro) room to talk himself out of it. A gentle hand of his own half-mimics Koro's, pulling the demon forward to kiss him. Tentative, at first, just the press of their mouths together.

"!!!" Oh no.

Leon can't do this. He can't do this to Koro.

Koro just came to terms with the fact that he came on too strongly to Leon, made too sudden a move on him, and that Leon needed a slower, softer approach. He was willing to take the time to ease the boy into it, to get him to relax, and seduce him.

But then Leon does...that. To pull Koro in like that after all of that, that hesitance, that confusion. Cruel, Leon is too cruel.

And Koro will make sure Leon knows this. Oh no, this man is not getting away with this. A strong hand grabs the back of Leon's neck, pulling him closer, and strengthening the kiss. His lips, which he dedicated to making soft to the touch, press firmly against Leon's, taking in his upper lip. He pulls on them just a little as he pulls away with a visible smack sound, before taking Leon's lips again and repeating the same action with his lower lip.

To be fair, Leon does need a bit of a softer approach, but what was he supposed to do? He wanted to make it clear he was giving this a try, and Koro had gone out of his way to ease him in! He didn't want to talk himself out of it and just confuse Koro some more, that would have seemed cruel.

Still, Leon supposes he'd done something right if he was going to get that strong of a reaction. The hand at the back of his neck felt more reassuring than worrying in a weird way, and Leon would admit that the duality of Koro's mouth being both firm and soft at the same time was a pleasantly interesting thing.

Just... give him a second to process this whole being wanted thing.

Leon takes a breath, and tries damned hard not to feel a little bit like he'd been socked in the gut from the way it keeps flip flopping around. He's not being all that successful with it, but he had at least one clear answer. He liked this. The physical contact, the warmth. It was nice, actually. And, yeah, maybe the whole kissing thing wasn't too bad, either.

Taking a breath, pulling himself together, Leon watches Koro's face very closely, resting his free hand on the other's arm and biting the way muscle moved even through the leather of his gloves.

"You can do that again. If you want."

"Heh, "again" he says."

Koro stands up and leans forward, pressing against Leon even more, balancing himself by putting his knee on the couch. Right between Leon's legs.

Did he mean to do that? Who can say? Looming over Leon, Koro squeezes his shoulder, then slides his hand down his back. His other hand gently grabs hold of Leon's hair and pulls it back, moving his lips once again to his ear.

"That was only a warm up." His voice is husky, practically purring into the other's ear, and soon after he takes Leon's lips once again. He still tries his best to be gentle, but it's definitely a hungrier kiss. His tongue slithers around like a snake, licking Leon's lips, attempting to coax his mouth onto opening and slither around even more when inside.

That was only a warm up could be taken almost as a threat (one the decidedly non-violent kind-- quite the opposite, actually), and Leon had half the mind to take it that way, considering being kissed like this felt like teetering between walking a thin line and definitely being devoured. Koro pulling his hair like that, rumbling in his ear, it absolutely does something to Leon-- his gut feels just like that moment before the first drop on a roller coast. And, oh, Koro definitely gets that clever tongue where he wants it.

Mainly because Leon unconsciously opened his mouth to make a sound of surprise for two reasons. The first: genuine surprise. Second: when he tried to redistribute his weight, squirming without meaning to, it hitches Koro's thigh higher up, and it made hands instinctively fist into Koro's shirt.

For a moment, Leon distinctly had the thought of this is absolutely going to get out of control, isn't it?

Yes, yes, it likely was, depending on which of them you might have asked at that moment. But then it doesn't really seem to matter that much after the first moment of Koro's tongue being in his mouth. Was Leon aware of the nifty effects Koro's saliva had? Nope. Did he care? No.

Hands that'd been curled tightly smooth out and across Koro's back, Leon's body relaxing into it all. He has no idea what he's doing, trying to follow along as best he can, but he pull the other closer.

Fuck. Leon's little attempts to seem confident, and yet the little awkward movements of his tongue....Koro was going nuts. His desire grows rapidly. He wants to tease this man into oblivion, tie him up and-

No. Take it easy. Take it down a notch.

Koro teases inside Leon's mouth a bit longer. His hand which had pulled Leon's hair now relaxes, and rather than pulling, Koro now strokes Leon's brown locks. Wanting to feel him even closer, Koro moves up even more on the couch, moving his knee up even more.

Assuming Leon needs to breathe, Koro finally pulls away, a trail of saliva stretching from his tongue.

But instinct didn't let him stop there. Koro leans forward again, but his time his lips target Leon's neck, just below his jawline.

Maybe there'll be a time for that level of intensity at some of other date, friend.

For now? Leon actually wasn't really sure why the hell he'd been so damn nervous. When he thinks about it, it seems kind of silly. Half-slumped against the couch, blinking up the the ceiling (because he did need to breathe, yes), Koro's mouth at his neck-- it was so much easier to relax into it than to tense up, a soft hum coming up from Leon's chest. Nothing was catching on fire, no one's heart was getting ripped out of their chest.

For fuck's sake, he had perhaps one of the most attractive people he's ever seen all over him!

Feeling a little silly for being so up tight about it, Leon let himself close his eyes for a second just to enjoy the friction of that thigh between his, Koro's mouth on his skin. Even tilted his head back a little and worked his own gloves off, tossing them over the arm of the couch, so that bare fingers could curiously move along the broad expanse of Koro's back.

Tentatively exploring him, caught between asking where this was heading and just not really caring terribly much as long as Koro kept that up. Leon eventually settles on a curious hand sneaking under that dark shirt so fingertips can skim, and the other threading through Koro's hair just to feel it.

And so Leon continues to drive this man further into beast mode. At this rate, Koro might not even be able to control himself.

His lips nip and tease the skin below Leon's jaw for a moment longer, and soon after, Koro moves further down Leon's neck, leaving a trail of kisses along the way. He was technically still only kissing him, right? So this was okay, of course! But Koro's hands ached. They wanted more, to feel more. Koro does his best to keep them under control, but...Leon isn't keeping his hands off.

So why should Korollan?

He continues to nibble at the skin above Leon's clavicle, aching to touch him. But in this angle...

Koro pulls away, his lips leaving Leon's neck with a nother audible smack sound. With eager hands, Koro grabs Leon's sides and attempts move and push Leon onto his back, to crawl on top of him and shove that knee right back in.

He wouldn't go further than that just yet. He's simply curious. Curious to see how Leon would react.

Leon doesn't fight him. It'd be a bit more comfortable anyways, so Koro doesn't have to work all that hard to get him onto his back. He does give a low, somewhat-surprised noise at the friction between his thighs again, and that's where part of Leon's brain caught up with the rest of him, every spot that Koro's mouth had been feeling like it was tinged with fire, in a weirdly good way.

He was turned on. It's simple fact. Can't exactly hide it, what with the placement of that knee and all, and if it weren't for the fact that it probably wasn't appropriate to suddenly laugh out of nowhere for no reason, Leon very well might have. Was it hysteria or just overload? Who knew! But he doesn't laugh.

Instead, Leon props himself up, breath more than a little shaking. Reclines on his elbows, watching Koro through half-lidded eyes. "I guess this answers some questions after all." Licking his lips, Leon ran one of his own hands through his hair to get it out of his face, and a moment to pick his words. "You care that I have no idea what I'm doing...?"

"You don't need to know. It's okay if you don't." Koro once again moves Leon, this time pulling him up so that he was lying down properly on the couch, with his head on the pillow that was placed against the arm of the couch. Koro follows suit, crawling on top of him again, and leaning forward to put his mouth on Leon's ear. "Because I do."

That last line is said in a lustful growl, and Koro slowly licks Leon's ear afterwards, following it with taking his earlobe into his lips and tugging on it.

As he teases Leon's ear, impatient hands grab onto the side of Leon's crop top, tugging at it, needing it off.

It was an obstacle in the way.

Is there... is there a thing for hey, when you do that with your voice, it seriously turns me on? It's probably a thing, or at least it should be, because this is the second time Koro has growled into his ear like that, and it's absolutely gone straight to his dick. Paired with sucking at his earlobe, Leon can't half the small noise that crawls out of him.

And at this point, Leon wasn't even going to bother with feeling embarrassed about it. It is what it is. Merely annoyed with himself for wearing way too many layers, finding himself thinking I guess we're doing this, then.

There are worse ways to be welcomed to a new world. Far worse.

Leon shrugs out of his jacket after some squirming and an annoyed grunt. After that? Plenty easy to get Leon's shurt untucked and off, Griever making a jangling sound as the heavy pendant dropped back down once his shirt was off. Leon, as Koro's luck would have it, was not at all built like your average 21st century salesman. He's in very good shape. Scars peppered here and there from fights that couldn't be healed with magic, some cleaner than others, but otherwise cutting a very good figure. And at least not really bothered by nudity, considering Leon doesn't think twice about grabbing Koro by the face and pulling him in for another kiss.

Doesn't spare another thought on just where this was going (they both knew at this point), and instead swipes his tongue along Koro's bottom lip, just to try it.

This time he was the one trying to lick his way into Koro's mouth. Turns out, Leon's a quick study, wanting to see just how Koro planned to react to it.

Koro notices. That tiny noise, the way Leon tenses when Koro whispers in his ear...Koro takes a mental note. Leon likes his ears teased. How cute.

After a few seconds of grunting and tugging, Leon's jacket is off and tossed to the floor. Koro then moves to Leon's shirt, but is interrupted by a very eager young man. It was a surprise, but a pleasant one. Koro will hold off on that shirt for now, simply focusing on the kiss. He opens his mouth and his tongue swirls around Leon's, and also explores inside his mouth overall.

As their tongues intertwine, Koro wraps around Leon's waist with one arm, and the fingertips of his other hand tease Leon's chest, sliding all over it like skates on ice, and stopping by the nipple as well to give it a teasing flick.

Soon those fingertips find their way to the edge of the white shirt, and playfully slide under it. Fingertips become a palm as Koro explores Leon's chest, fingers ghosting over scars and curves.

Those touches were pleasant before, that teasing flick making Leon shudder and make a small noise of surprise, but once Koro's skin-to-skin with him? Practically electric, skin shuddering under Koro's palm, and Leon has to pull away for a breath, because the whole experience is making him a little dizzy.

Fuck it, Leon decides. Fuck it, if they were going to do this, then he was going to stop thinking about it too much, and it was admittedly rather nice being pressed together, held by this beast of a man (well, as far as Leon understands Koro, anyways). Fuck it, might as well.

Leon determinedly gets himself the rest of the way out of his shirt, even if the way he leans in to mouth at the line if Koro's jaw is more tentative. Trying to gauge if that's something the other would like, and as an after thought, he reaches for Koro's shirt and starts pulling it up some.

"Can I...?"

Koro emits a low purr, closing his eyes in silence as he feels Leon doing his best to get at his jaw while trying to get his shirt off. It was quite endearing witnessing such effort. Leon's lips leave a tickling sensation on Koro's making him shudder ever so slightly in delight, and in return, the demon's ghosting touches on Leon's skin become more sensual, his palm now fully presses against the other's chest.

"Hm? Ah." Koro wanted to so badly to gush over how cute Leon is, and the way he tugged at his shirt while asking if he could. But rather than having Leon pull it off...Koro instead pulls away, tormenting the poor human as he sits up straight, never breaking eye contact. He stares back at Leon with a piercing gaze, as he pulls his shirt off at an agonizingly slow speed, revealing his built, sculpted body, free from any flaws.

He tosses his own shirt to the floor, and continues to gaze at Leon with a predatory look, licking his lips. Perhaps it's an illusion or maybe it's real, but it looks like his eyes are glowing.

Torment was a good word for it. A very good word for it. Leon would challenge anyone else in his position not to find a deep-seated ache settle in the pit of them, watching Koro move like that. Eyes following the slow drag of that shirt, ever upward, and wondering how in the world anyone could have that perfect of skin. Sure, Leon had seen him without his shirt earlier, but context is everything. Before it'd been more of a mild acknowledgement that Koro was very well put together.

Now? Under this kind of attention? It's practically painful at just how damn handsome Koro is. But he doesn't touch him right away.

Leon follows the motion and when he meets Koro's eyes, he finds himself once more with that feeling like he'd walked into the den of something that wanted to eat him. (He wasn't wrong, of course.) And he finds himself mirroring Koro-- licking his own lips unconsciously. Locking eyes with him. A half second where Leon takes a breath to try and get his heart to stop hammering behind his ribs. Not because he was scared. Farthest thing from.

There's an equal torment to having someone else stare at you like that, whether that glow was real or not.

Leon doesn't look away, watching Koro back intently. Sits himself up as best he can for better leverage, fingers finally trailing up Koro's sides to see if the flesh there was as soft as the demon's hands were. A tentative exploration that starts from just above Koro's hips, ending with battle calloused hands splayed across Koro's chest. What he lacks in finesse, he at least makes up for in curiosity.

Koro watches. Silently, he watches, eyeing Leon's hands as they traveled about his body, exploring it. A heavy feeling forms in Koro's heart as he concentrates on the touch, wondering when he could remember the last time this happened.

A few centuries ago, perhaps. The feeling of lonely women he fed upon, running their hands all over his body...it was more sensitive then. But now, he doesn't quite feel it as much. It pains him to remember why, and oh how he wished he could feel like that again.

He tries to concentrate on the sensations, trying to forget the past. What's done is done, and Koro has to think of the here and now. Go with what he's given.

"Do you like it? This body."

This body, almost as if it wasn't real-- or maybe that's just how Koro talks. It's not like Leon's one to judge.

"You're beautiful." It falls out before Leon really has a chance to catch it, mouth pressing into a thin line for a moment. Does it answer the question directly? Well... no. He means it, though. That much is evident in the absolute seriousness of his tone.

Flawless skin, broad shoulders, elegant lines. Bluntly put, Koro is beautiful. It just seemed like a much better response than yes. No one claimed Leon was the most articulate when it came to communication at times, especially not when he's in unfamiliar situations. You know, like feeling someone up because he can't really keep his hands still, palms going back to skimming Koro's stomach.

"Does anyone ask you how you like to be touched?"

"Beautiful...? Heh. Shouldn't that be my line?" It was an unexpected answer for sure, one that made Koro pause for a moment, a little choked up. Giving himself a moment, Koro soon gets his bearings.

And with that, places his hands on Leon's chest, and pushes him flat on his back. Koro doesn't waste any time, and right after the push, he crawls right back on top of Leon to downright assault the side of his face with tender and somehow loud kisses. The hands that were pressed against Leon's chest made their way around to his back to pull him into an embrace.

Koro's knee hasn't left his spot between Leon's legs, leaving Koro's shift in position to grind against the other man.

"I've been asked...one or twice..." Koro murmurs between kisses. Perhaps that compliment made him giddier than he thought.

"But you're the virgin here. Let's focus on getting you used to being touched, hmm?"

Somewhere between getting shoved back, those kisses, and the ache of them grinding against each other, the I don't need to get used to it (yes, he does) gets lost at the back of Leon's throat. It's not like he doesn't understand the concept, it's more that Leon can't really gather the words when his system lights up with a kind of burn that's very, very different than touching just himself. (What? A guy has needs at times, he's not a total fool.) More intense than Leon had figured it might be.

All Leon can manage at first, head tilting back and his eyes closing just to focus on the sensations, is a low noise from the bottom of his chest. Rough and soft enough that if Koro hadn't been right against his neck and kissing him like that, the demon probably wouldn't have noticed it.

"I'm not that clueless," Leon finally manages to get out as his hands find the long planes of Koro's back, trying to figure out where to put his hands again in an awkward flutter of blunted nails across too-perfect skin. Truthfully? Maybe he isn't that clueless, but Leon still doesn't realize just how in over his head he is compared to Koro's vast experience.

Part of Leon's mind seems to have made up the rest of his mind for him: he decidedly pulls Koro close as he can to fit them both together where that grinding friction would feel best, one hand leaving the demon's back to rest at the back of his neck this time, and coax another determined kiss out of that soft mouth of Koro's.

"So you say..." Koro replies with a teasingly dismissive tone, as if he can see right through the eager virgin. As he speaks, the demon peppers Leon's neck and shoulder with kisses of various intensities, from light and soft to hard and passionate. "But this is still your first time. I can't help but want to give you special attention..."

Koro holds Leon tightly and flatly against him, and one of his ever so curious hands slides and caresses down the human's side and teases along the edge of his waistline. Fingers ghost over the belt buckle and the shuffling metal clinks as it's tampered with. Koro has seduced humans of all kind of cultures and undressed all kinds of clothes in his lifetime, and so the way he expertly undoes the belt is done with great ease, and it takes only a second or two for the belt to become undone.

Koro withdraws and ceases his flurry of kisses and licks, leaving Leon's poor tiny bruise-peppered neck exposed and covered in Koro's saliva. His reason? He gazes down at Leon, a glint of excitement in his stoic eyes, as if anticipating something.

Without warning, Koro slides his fingers down Leon's pants, fingers teasing over his underwear.

a man's gotta eat

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So what if people have totally hot bodies big deal

y'all be acting like y'all forgot you were hot in the first place sheesh

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*points* HE SAID THE TITLE

bruh not the food to be playing with like this

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*Arin Hanson voice* YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, ITS TRUE

AT LAST

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points HE SAID THE TITLE

Arin Hanson voice YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL, ITS TRUE