Blitz/Johann

[monsterjohann]

There's a storm coming. Johann had just come from a swim, the inky black water, though clean, a happy memory of home. The winter chill in the air doesn't seem to touch him as he treks back up to his home, his bare feet skipping from rock to rock as he looks forward to the lovely fire he's got going.

The home isn't large, but it's comfortable. The dark rooms and gothic scheme are kept up on the daily, as Johann really has nothing more to do unless he wants to make the journey into the city and terrorize people there.

Or pick up groceries. Same thing, really.

But tonight is a night to stay in. Lightning flashes onto the ocean water, illuminating the impatient waves as they crest and fall and crash onto the shore. He'll keep the windows up tonight, he decides, walking into the house. He lives alone right now; there's never a reason to change, but he does wrap a towel around his middle to go and check on the bread he's left out to prove.

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[monsterjohann]

He starts and nearly swears, but maintains his composure for as long as it takes before Blitzø is dragging him to the next room. Fireplace. Rug. Couch. Johann is equally pleased with the setup. He falls back onto the couch, pulling him into a dizzying kiss with his arms and tentacles around him. One of the inky appendages wraps around his tail in a sort of embrace, though he strokes down the length rather suggestively.

"Biscuits and jam," he mutters. "A nice fucking steak. Whatever you want."

Sex, for Johann, is just another way to play with him. To tease and to enjoy him. But there's something that's settled in his chest now, something he didn't think would ever feel right again.

[helluvamess]

"Oh fuck--" Blitzø curses into the kiss, nipping Johann's mouth harder as he strokes his tail. The spade is particularly sensitive and he shudders at the weird sensation of a tentacle against it.

"I want you," he says, knowing it's probably too vulnerable and not caring right now. He's missed Johann more than he could say on the Barge, both he and Florian had, and sometimes the only thing getting him through was the thought of being reunited again some time. It still felt like it had taken forever though.

His claws dig lightly into Johann's chest, not yet enough to break the skin, and his tongue curls twice around the other man's before he pulls back and catches his breath. "Fuck I've missed you."

[monsterjohann]

This would be the perfect opportunity to make a joke - perhaps something about how sad and pathetic it is that Blitzø misses him.

But that isn't right. That's not how he's feeling. And this isn't just sex, despite how delightfully filthy he's already feeling. When he pulls back, Johann draws a tender hand along his horns, then grins. "Of course you have, Mäuschen. Because I have missed you. Missed this. I want you to fuck me. You have a lot of time to make up for."

[helluvamess]

"Oh don't worry," Blitzø promises with a laugh that is definitely the sound of someone planning something. "You're gonna be grateful you already made that bread cause neither of us are gonna have the energy to do much else for a while by the time we're done."

He punctuates it with a nip to Johann's jaw, hard enough to leave a bruising mark for a moment before it fades. He tugs at the towel around Johann's waist, pleased that it's easier than worrying about other layers right now and a bonus for the eventual mess, and turns his attention to dragging his claws down Johann's stomach and thighs.

[monsterjohann]

He lets the towel go without much fuss, moaning shamelessly at the bite and the claws. "You can fucking rip me apart," he mutters, raising his hips up towards him. He's half hard already as the towel is ripped away, just from this, and he wraps his arms around the imp to kiss him deeply, using teeth against his mouth.

The tentacle entwined with his tail tightens just a little, circling back, digging inside of his clothes to try and get them off.

[helluvamess]

Blitzø makes a strangled sound as Johann's grip tightens on his tail and the other man kisses him hard, returning the scrape of teeth against his mouth with a bite that catches Johann's lip and draws blood.

He is altogether too warm now and as the tentacles work at his clothing, Blitzø pulls away long enough to help Johann get them off altogether. A thought crosses his mind and he snags one tentacle, gripping it loosely and dragging a claw against it.

"How much do you feel in these?"

[monsterjohann]

He shudders an unconscious shudder. "Enough to feel that in my cock," he tells him, giving him a gentle, but insistent, slap on the face. "So keep your hands off unless you're going somewhere with them."

That tentacle wraps around his wrist and pulls it back, though he caresses the inside of it with a grin. A monster still has his likes - and Johann loves his wrists.

"Gods," he breathes out once he has Blitzø's clothes off. "Why the fuck did you take so long!"

[helluvamess]

"Hey, you're the one who left," Blitzø shoots back. He'd had some plans in mind but that hits home hard enough for his chest to ache and he immediately curls back in against Johann, pulling him into another kiss.

"Don't fucking do that again. I wasn't sure you'd remember me when I got here..."

[monsterjohann]

He returns that kiss, tentacles wrapping around him. "I meant why did it take so long for you to take your clothes off," he laughs, but this is much better anyway. "And how could I forget your ugly, fucking face?"

[helluvamess]

"Time's bullshit and I had no idea how long it'd be for you before I could see you," he admits. He'd never said it aloud before but... it had been on his mind. Would he arrive right after Johann had left from Johann's point of view or would it be longer?

He stays like that for a moment, just pressed against Johann's body, then Blitzø snags one of those tentacles again.

"But gonna make sure I leave a damn good impression now." He grins and curls his tongue around the tentacle, coaxing it into his mouth and sucking at it with a soft groan.

[monsterjohann]

He moans shamelessly, pulling that tentacle out and sliding it back inside his mouth. He swears softly, under his breath, his long fingers finding Blitzø's cock and stroking him leisurely.

There's no hurry. No reason to rush.

"I'm never letting you out of my fucking sight again anyway," he tells him. "Because having me down your throat is a perfect image."

[helluvamess]

Fuck, that's the good shit, and Blitzø's hips twitch into Johann's fingers, just as shameless as the moan the other man makes. While he's pleased as shit to have Johann talking like that for him, the one downside to the tentacles is that he can't suck them and Johann's actual cock, which is clearly right there and sadly neglected.

A decision has to be made and he pulls away with a wet sound, replacing his tongue with fingers that continue stroking the tentacle, matching Johann's own hands.

"Then lets get me between your legs for more of it, see how many times I can get you off before you pass out."

[monsterjohann]

He leans back on the couch, legs spreading shamelessly for him. "Get me off if you want, but you're going to fuck me before the night is out. I have waited too long." He reaches up, letting go of his cock, and grabs Blitzø's face with his hands so he can kiss him before letting him have what he wants.

[helluvamess]

"What, don't think you can last long enough to wait for that?" Blitzø retorts, letting himself be dragged up into the kiss. He nips at Johann's mouth as they part, a rumble of a purr in his chest as he drops down again. He fully intends to make good on fucking Johann too, and have some fun with those tentacles if he can manage it, but first things first...

He doesn't immediately go for the prize, despite what Johann might expect. Instead Blitzø works his teeth in scrapes and careful nips against the inside of the other man's thighs, leaving the occasional bruise and watching in delight as it immediately fades from sight. He knows better than to break skin and risk Johann's blood and who knew what effect that might have on him, but getting to see his handiwork and a reminder of how resistant to injury Johann is was reassuring.

Finally turning his attention to the goal at hand, Blitzø traces his tongue against Johann's perineum and against his hole, taking a moment to press his thumb against Johann's opening afterwards. "Fuck, should have asked if you had lube here."

[monsterjohann]

Johann shudders out a soft moan, using his hands to run along his horns, the back of his neck, just getting whatever input that he can. Whatever he can feel, whatever he can get, he wants to take. He spent too long by himself to waste this moment right here. He's been dreaming of it.

Each goddamn scrape of teeth and bites makes him shudder and he grips the back of the couch. "If you're going to bite me, then fucking bite me," he moans as soon as he finds that he has breath in his lungs.

Then he's asking about fucking lube and reaches over to swat him on the side of the head. "I'm magical. I can get whatever I want."

And there is some in his other hand that he gives to him.