chronicgambler | IC INBOX for Prisma

( he really, really needs to stop getting so recklessly turned on while dice is at work. it’s true torment to himself. true, he could just take care of it himself but it’s so much less satisfying than having dice heavy on top of him, rolling his hips and slamming him down into the sheets.

he listens to the message a few times and defeatedly stares at the ceiling of their bedroom. so terribly rude. all of this.

what if he just edged himself until dice got home? just kept himself this painfully turned on? it’s an even more reckless thought, but from the moment he kissed dice, he started to like being reckless.

with one shaky hand he finally texts back. )

Wreck me, my beautiful messiah.

( no context but hey. it’s not needed. )

[Dice's recklessness is contagious. He can't be mad about it.]

u gonna be ready for me when i get home?

Already am. 💜

( because gentaro can’t outright send any dick pics, have a tasteful pic instead of a pale hand slipping between the hem of his robe high up under his thigh. like this makes it so much better????? )

[He loves him. He loves him for a thousand reasons, but right now he especially loves this unabashed horniness.]

got an hour left
im gonna buy u a present

A present?
How chivalrous of you.

( he’s going to keep it together for an hour.
he thinks he can do that.
meanwhile he needs to get changed into high socks, a skirt he may have shamelessly bought during last cordis, and a lacy top )

see if u say that when u see it
love u
im cant wait to be home

[He's DYING here.]

I can’t wait for you to be holding me down and inside of me. ♥
My hand simply won’t do.

( he’s getting more shameless as this progresses yikes. )

u better wait for me
i want u so bad im dyin rn
why r u so hot??

i got a new mix for u too
new mix and handcuffs and fucking?

Yes please.
I’ve been waiting all night.
I can only imagine how much more I’d need you if this was during the moons.
Maybe it wouldn’t make a difference.
I want you all the time.

is it weird i like it better when its not the moon
like the moon stuff is hot ok dw i think ur sexy as hell then too

if i was sanguis dude ud be in trouble

js

i want u all the time too
when i wake up
when i go to bed
when im havin a sandwich
ur hot babe

( SANDWICH????? god dice you better be glad he’s so stupidly in love that not even a comment like that could deter him. )

You’re right.
I prefer it without the moons.
Though I do enjoy the excuse to keep you all to myself during then.

I’ll never want anyone else.

good
i only want u
i mean it
nobody else is this hot and fun and amazing and smart and sexy
feels nice to know i can come home every night and be with u

im leavin in 5
send me another pic?

You have me as long as you’d like.

I think I can entertain that request.

( he’ll send along a picture, collarbones and below in a loose shirt that shows off lacy straps, followed by high socks and a pleated short skirt. )

Glasses? Or no?
I actually wear them sometimes when I write.

glasses???
god ur tryin to kill me
best way to go

[He's out of work now, and he immediately dials Gentaro up after he says goodbye to his co-workers.]

Hey babe. Nice pic! I'm dyin' for real.

( oh no. dice’s voice is so sweet he’s dying. that bravado is quickly fading and he just is. restlessly sitting on the bed. with the glasses. )

How was your shift?

( it’s soft and very... shy. )

[God. God. God. He sounds so cute... For a second, Dice almost feels bad for only thinking about boning him for the last two hours. But his own sweetness is laced with anticipation, and that much is obvious. He's smitten, and absolutely ready to be home.

Grinning, he responds, his feet carrying him at a steady pace toward the shop.]

Good. Somebody actually tried to request me! That was pretty awkward, but they liked my music, so... Guess that's somethin'. I missed you, though. 'specially after you messaged me.

( don’t do this to him, dice. don’t make him realize how awkwardly jealous and possessive he can be. while he trusts dice immensely, it still makes his skin crawl remembering the overall tendencies and ways of this place. he’s never exactly had anything to be protective over in his life. it’s hard to understand how to process these feelings. )

I... see.

( gentaro your awkward pause is much more obvious than you think it is? his hand restlessly twists and lets a stray piece of hair go, trying to think of a plausible topic change. )

[He hears that pause and suspects the source. Maybe he shouldn't've said that. He thought it was funny, because he's absolutely not a host at all, and doesn't want to be, and besides that he doesn't have eyes for anybody else...]

Anyway, work's boring. I'm goin' to one of the shops near here and then I'm comin' home and I'm gonna be all over you all damn night. You got any requests?

[Dice doesn't even know where to start with kinky shit, he'll admit that if pressed, but he can figure out they ought to have some kind of handcuffs there, so he'll go. Is he ready for everything else he'll see? Ah, probably not. But will it make him hornier or intimidated? That's the real question.]

( maybe a bit of both.

he’s relieved dice doesn’t call him out on it. it’s not something he dwells or thinks about often. it’s just little flairs here and there. he’s easily distracted with the natural topic change and a smile returns to his voice. )

Oh, you certainly know what I like. I trust you to make wise decisions. ... And in an expeditious manner. It’s been hours.

( since they started texting and teasing. honestly though gentaro hasn’t been in one of those shops either and he’d likely be out of breath and overwhelmed actually seeing the various equipment. )

[There's no need to call him on it. If someone else went after Gentaro with any serious effort, Dice would start a fight. He would never give his love up easily.

The store is close by, so Dice spots the sign and heads inside.]

Promise I'm comin' home soon. You nice and warmed up for me?

Certainly. I’ve almost gotten there twice.

( gentaro stop????

he is not above teasing his boyfriend after how horny he’s been all day. )

Maybe three if you don’t hurry.

[...consider Dice teased. He makes a soft, strangled sound, half at Gentaro, half at the shelves of implements, all at being suddenly reminded that he's a young, vigorous kind of guy with a sex drive. And he has tunnel vision.

Time to gamble.]

I wanna hear you while I'm out. Tell me what you're doin'. 'Course, we got all weekend and I'm gonna make the most of it.

[He spots some... restraints and heads over to them... perusing. These purple padded cuffs ought to do, right? It's that or the fuzzy red ones, and Dice thinks those look like they're for middle aged people that don't know how to fuck and enjoy it anymore.]

( is dice asking —

he’s certainly never had phone sex before. it’s an awfully bold idea and his throat grows dry. if he doesn’t die from embarrassment, he’ll marry this idiot. and it’ll be so worth it.

his hand slips down his thigh and beneath the thin fold of fabric of his robe. hesitantly, his fingers brush against the base of his dick and he bites back an audible shudder. )

Should I ( his hand shakily closes around his dick ) keep touching myself, Dice?

[He actually went for it. Holy--]

Yeah. Keep goin'. Nice and slow.

[He scoops up the cuffs and makes a bold decision to see what else there is. It'll be a quick browse, but he might come out with some choice items.]

You're hot as hell, you know that?

[Okay, he's not sure what some of this stuff is for, but... he grabs some rope and gets momentarily arrested by thoughts as he runs his fingers over a collar.

That seems to be his cue to head home.

Over to the checkout he goes, grabbing a few impulse purchases of lube. They toss in a freebie, but he doesn't stop to look at what it is.]

( if it wasn’t clear that he’d blindly do anything for dice — for better or worse, for how dumb and against his own nature that is — it should be obvious now.

dice’s voice is like silk. it stokes the fire and he shakily curls his hand tighter and jerks it up, slowly bringing himself back to semi-hardness. )

It’s not enough, you know. Just my hand like this. ( he sounds out of breath as he lets go of his dick and awkwardly bends his wrist so he can slip a finger inside himself. slowly, always slowly. )

Shi— Dice. ( he chokes on the whimper. )

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