Falling leaves

Aoba is trying to get used to it Take your time ( *´艸`*)

From: 자갈

ツイッタログ【蓮蒼】

I got literally three other people requestin this………

NSFW

How often do they have sex, if at all?They wait until Sei is stronger after years of experimentation. Of course, there were a few blowjobs in the hospital, but once they were finally able to have sex they go at it like rabbits. Sei has had nothing but his hand his entire life…they have a lot of making up to do.

Who brings ideas? Who initiates?

Sei. There’s just so many things he wants to try! A little of this, a little of that, ooooh maybe just a little of this~ “SEI NO!”

Any kinks they clash on?

none that i can up front think of

Oddest place they’d have sex?

In their mind!!!!!!! They have the power of scrap, and by doing this they have the power to do absolutely anything they want (things that wouldn’t be possible in the real world.) They could try unheard of kinks or actually be able to bring Desire out for a threesome. 

Favourite positions?

Sei loves to ride his little brother, no questions about it. Also Sei enjoys laying on his side, one leg hitched over Aoba’s shoulder.

Dom/top? Sub/bottom? Any switches?

Sei is still a bit weak, so he’s generally on the bottom, but still loves to be on top every now and then.

Genital headcanons?

"Aoba look! They’re the same size!" "SEI QUIT STARING AT IT!"

Favourite erogenous zones?

HAIRHAIRHAIRHAIRHAIRHAIRHAIRHAIR

Quickest turn ons? Immediate turn offs?

Small amounts of hairplay is the quickest way to get either of them in the mood.

Also, what drives Aoba absolutely crazy is when Sei locks their eyes and uses his scrap to send Aoba into a frenzy. Just from a gaze he can feel his blood boiling and rushing to his groin, and his mind fills with the lewdest things of his older brother imaginable.

For Sei, he could come on the spot if his twin uses his scrap voice to dirty talk him. 

An immediate turn off is if Sei suddenly gets too breathless during sex and has to request that they stop for a minute. Aoba gets too worried about him to continue.

First to orgasm? Last to orgasm? Who comes the most? Does

Sei is usually the first to orgasm, but is always up for seconds.

someone ever end up unfinished?

Unless one is purposefully teasing the other to solely get them off, no. They make sure one another finishes.

Favourite romantic gestures during sex/orgasm?

Aoba loves to stare into Sei’s beautiful, black eyes. They get this small glimmer inside of them, and they seem to sparkle with lust. Sei loves for Aoba to talk to him using his scrap voice.

How are their afterglows?

Long and full of cuddles. Sei falls asleep nearly every time after sex, and Aoba is always there to rest in his big brother’s arms, or hold him in return.

Who’s loud? Who’s quiet? Does one try to make the other louder/quieter? How?

They’re both rather vocal but in different ways. Aoba is loud, but tries to hide it. Sei, on the other hand, has no problem vocalizing things, but he does so in the smallest, cutest whimpers that drive Aoba wild.

Lights on or off? Do they look at each other? Or is someone embarrassed?

They absolutely look at one another. Sei has more than once used scrap for orgasm denial and making Aoba’s orgasms more intense than anyone could ever imagine. It’s for this very reason that Aoba is wrapped around Sei’s little finger.

Open or closed relationship? Do they sometimes share?

aoba be all like “dude you guys are blocking the fan”

this one made me so mad cus i accidentally merged two of the layers at some pt and made it harder to clean UGH

Aoba, his master. His lover. His protector. His teacher. His savior. The very center of his universe. Every ounce of emotion in him, whether it be the product of some complicated programming or something raw and closer to human than he could ever be, belonged to the breathtaking blue-haired man beside him.

Clear delicately rolled the two of them over, carefully pressing his lover into the sheets once again. He wanted to feel Aoba, too. More of that soft, supple skin, more of those choppy gasps, more of those needy little moans… 

There would never be a day when Clear wouldn’t desperately need his beloved Aoba, but hearing him ask for the android’s touch made that ever-present need burn hotter and more powerful than any force he had yet to witness.

 He knew that was his greatest gift to the other. That and complete, utter devotion, but that was already present in the way how Aoba touched, kissed Clear as the other rolled them over and once more pressed him against the soft, worn sheets. The scent of stale and worn cotton filled his scent and he smiled before Clear leaned in and started those gentle touches, lips parted and marking every inch of his skin as they trailed down, lower, making him giggle and run his own fingertips over the arched back above him, spine felt through the soft skin, warmth present and heating up between their bodies. Clear was responding, his mind just as much of a haze of Aoba's, and he couldn't help but run fingers through white hair, tug gently. His. Aoba was his, and he knew that as he heard the whispered words. 

 How he managed to turn him on so much, to the point that his pants were tight and his breath hitched. That was what mattered the most, and he wanted to do the same for the blonde, body pressing down on top of him as they hit the sheets. He didn’t let him kick him away, barely laughed as he felt the heel dig into his calf, and as his new lover was pressed down against the mattress with one of his arms, he used the other one to pull down his remaining clothes, letting them pull around his knees uncomfortably. His own jeans slipped past his hips at that, without the belt holding them up, and he found it so annoying, so unnecessarily restricting, that he pulled on them and tugged them off completely. He had no underwear on. 

He smirked, noticing that Sly had come prepared- no underwear. Someone is eager he thought.  He groaned as the hand explored his body, a trail a heat seemed to be left in it’s wake.  The pinching didn’t hurt as much as it should have, it sent spikes of pleasure-pain down to his groin.  

 The moan that he managed to elicit from the younger was a reward on itself and without a hint of doubt that he was doing exactly what Carnelian liked, he continued, his body shifting so that his cock slipped between the soft globes of other's ass. If he wanted it so badly, he would make sure to give it to him rough.