theflashyfool | IC inbox @ Golden Peacock

[ The last thing Shanks wants to think of, then, is that day in the rain, or Buggy's words. Right now, he's just focused on the sting on his skin. His eyes roll back and he makes a soft sigh. It actually takes a while for Buggy's words to register. ]

Oh? Wouldn't I be lucky to get your autograph, though?

[ Shanks is teasing, purposefully, this time, but it feels easy, with Buggy. ]

Well, I suppose it would be quite valuable.

[Buggy chuckles as he switches to the other thigh, balancing the point of the blade carefully.]

Probably not something one could pay for, not when it's on my skin, though.

[ Shanks still says that with ease and amusement, even while he breathes in sharply to the feel of cold steel on his thigh. If his erection is anything to go by, though, he's enticed by it, by the slight twinge of anxiety that rolls up as the blade moves. ]

[He takes the blade away and waggles it at Shanks like he's scolding him.]

And why in the world would you want to sell it anyway, hm?

[ Shanks shakes his head, gives a light chuckle, and sounds mildly facetious when he responds. ]

You're right. Why would I ever sell it.

I would prefer a more solid memento, though.

Oh?

[Buggy makes a show of leaning forward, eyes staying locked on Shanks' as he flicks his tongue over one of the shallow cuts.]

And what sort of mementos catch the eye of Red-Haired Shanks, anyway?

[ The feel of a rough tongue against cut gets a soft groan from Shanks, his eyes flickering shut for a moment. ]

Anything. As long as it's from you. That globe, for example. [ He really hopes he can take it with him, the snow globe with a beach in it. ]

Really? [He didn't-- think the globe was all that special, really. But it's pleasing to know it is -- and that the idiot hasn't lost it yet.

He smiles a little bit, pausing to nuzzle at Shanks' thigh for a moment, his free hand trailing up and over the other one.]

I'll find you something flashy. [He hums.] Maybe something to keep on you.

[A necklace or something? He's not sure. But he follows up all the sap with a playful nip along Shanks' skin.]

That way, you'll never forget about me!

Truly. [ It meant, a lot, to Shanks. It was a thoughtful gift, from Buggy. Two things that make it very special, to him.

[ He breathes in at the feel of Buggy nuzzling against his skin, softer than the stinging line. ]

[ There's a pleased chuckle from him. ] You don't have to, but I would like that.

[ More like, Shanks will never take it off. He closes his eyes to the nip, and Shanks' hand moves in the bond, wrist twisting. It's obvious he wants to reciprocate, but can't. ]

I know I don't have to!

[He moves in a little closer, so his breath brushes over Shanks' cock.]

Which is why you better appreciate it! I don't give up my treasures to just anybody.

[Or at all, really.]

[ His dick twitches when he feels Buggy's breath. Shanks has to clear his throat, and when he speaks, his voice is a bit more husky than usual. There's a lot he appreciates, right now. ]

I will. I appreciate anything you give me. [ Current experience, included, though Shanks doesn't mention that, just emphasizes the word. ]

[That gets Buggy to grin.]

Good boy. [He teases lightly, but fine. He'll give Shanks what he wants. Leaning in, he flicks his tongue over him properly, swirling it around before he closes his lips around his length.]

Getting that kind of praise from you doesn't hold the same weight as coming from our captain or his first mate.

[ There's something infectious in Buggy's smiles, for Shanks. Maybe it's the nostalgia and sentiment attached to their childhood, maybe it's just the fact it's a pretty smile, or just how much Shanks cares for Buggy, but he smiles right back. ]

[ He gives a soft moan at when Buggy takes his dick in his mouth, and, lightly, moves his hips up, careful, for now, but it's clear Shanks is eager to get sucked off. He knows he has to be careful, though, since Buggy still needs a go being tied up. ]

[He pulls back with a pop long enough to say--]

It better not remind you of either one of them, idiot!

[But he can give Shanks what he wants -- definitely. He wraps his hand around the base of his dick as he takes him back into his mouth again, sinking down deeper, tongue lavishing attention on him. There's something appealing at the eagerness Shanks is showing, the clear desire.

It's his birthday and he should get to see how much Shanks wants him after all! Or something like that.]

Of course not. [ Shanks has to laugh. ] Not like that, anyway. [ It's just that he didn't really hear that phrase from many others in his life, so it's an unavoidable connection, in that regard. No more needs to be said about it, though. ]

[ After all, when Buggy's hand is on his dick like that, Shanks can't exactly think of anyone else.

[ His thighs part little, as Shanks lick his lips. He is, indeed, very eager, so much so he moves his hips, as much as he dares, to get a little friction from Buggy's hand. ]

[Buggy's hand tightens just a bit around Shanks when he lifts his hips, his tongue swirling back around the tip of his length, pressing into the slit, wrapping his lips around him to give a suck.

And slowly, he moves his hand to let Shanks have a bit more freedom to move.

[ Shanks' breath hitches, being teased like that, but then Buggy sucks and Shanks' hand pulls at the restraints, carefully. He settles for sinking his nails into his palm. His toes curl and his hips more a little more, pushing, just a little, into Buggy's mouth.

[Oh, he does like the way Shanks reacts to him. There's a pleased hum of noise around sensitive flesh as Buggy slowly sucks him off, taking his sweet time -- maybe he just wants to see how well Shanks' patience holds out.]

[ His hand tightens again, and Shanks fidgets from need. Yeah, forget patience. ]

You can do more, can't you? [ Shanks asks, slight smirk on his lips, but really, he just aches for more friction. ]

Can I do more? Of course I can.

[He laps over the other's cock playfully before grinning up at him.]

Can you ask politely?

[He's maybe enjoying being obnoxious a tad too much...]

[ There's a light, quick, almost moan at the feel of Buggy's tongue teasing him. Then Shanks lifts his head up. ]

[ Maybe it's obnoxious, but Shanks just thinks Buggy is funny. Besides, he can, easily, counter obnoxious with obnoxious. He chuckles. ]

Buggy, please suck me off, proper?

That's better!

[That's why they've always worked -- Shanks finds Buggy funny when no one else does. It's good for the clown's soul, really.

He even complies with the polite request, his effort going all in as he takes Shanks' cock back between his lips, fingers stroking over what he can't comfortably take in.]

[ It helps that Shanks finds most things funny to start with. But Buggy, typically, when they were children brought joy into his life, so part of it is nostalgia, part of it is that Shanks laughs more now than he did as a child. ]

[ He makes a shuddering breath when Buggy's mouth takes Shanks' cock in, more. In the bind, his hand twists, again, to the feel of Buggy's fingers. When he speaks, his words are a bit breathless. ]

Much better.

[That's better, definitely. Buggy looks up, trying to catch a proper look at Shanks as he sucks him off, eager to see how he reacts, how he responds to the pressure, to any movement he does with his tongue.

He does want to see Shanks enjoy himself after all.]

[ Shanks' face flickers between a smile of pleasure, then his mouth forms a soft, small o as his eyes half-way close. His hand tightens in the bind, nails scraping against his palm, while his feet turn. He's tempted, for a second, to lift his legs and wrap them around Buggy to pull him closer, but he leaves them restrained in leather, just because the slightly resistance when he tugs feels nice. ]

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