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just because your character wouldn’t fit in with my character’s canon verse, doesn’t mean we can’t rp. au/crossover things are my life, you guys; i will be more than happy to either fit my character to yours’ canon verse or to make up an entirely different verse for both of them to interact in. it’s a great outlet for creativity and it’s just a lot of fun to throw two characters into a world they’ve never canonically been in. 

basically, when i say i’m a multiverse blog, i mean it. just come talk to me, you wonderful people, and let’s make our loser muses live in a medieval world or be spies or live in space or something. 

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@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

Pressure on his upper half helped him to know he was doing the right thing. And the more his tongue teased the painter's head, the larger he became in his hand. It was not long before he was fully hard, and there was quite the space taken up.

Uta moved his head back just enough to see just how large he was getting. Short brows rose as he soon looked up at his partner in intrigue.

"My my, you've been holding out on me. Just look at what you've been keeping from me." he purred before his tongue came out to lick from the base of his length to the tip.

"You're quite deliciously large." a pause as a thought came to him.

"Maybe I should have you inside of me first. I happen to like the stretch."

@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

That sound. Oh he heard it.

It brought life and vigor to his every breath, and if Uta wanted anything in this moment, it was to hear that moan again. Inked hands slid their way down the lean body before him, beginning at the chest.

The pads of his fingertips flicked over each of the pert nipples on the way down. Then to his navel where kisses pressed down lower still until he reached his destination. With one hand he gripped the length before him as a smirk came to creep up on the corner of his lips.

He smelled good.

An exhale before his tongue came out to swirl around the head.

Small steps at a time.

@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

"Mm, do you like that, my camillia?" the heated question holding a coquettish vibe.

As they were both so close, Uta pressed his hips forward just enough so his shaft pressed against Yusuke's. A pleased hum leaving the ghoul's throat. The action coincided with the hand squeezing his lower cheek.

"I can't wait to see how big you can get down here." as he looked down to where both of their lengths were sandwiched between them.

"If you want, I can help with that. I'd love to suck your cock." he offered, a salacious tone as his eyes were alight with mischief.

@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

That may have been another thing that Uta liked about Yusuke.

When he thought he knew how the painter felt about a topic, what was said was often contrary. It kept the ghoul guessing, which would keep him from tiring too quickly of his partner. It was always a balancing act any of his partners would have to endure.

As he was bade, tattooed fingers descended. Flicking the button on his pants and unzipping them. Seeing as they were parted well enough, Uta rose from his spot on the pillow to his knees.

"Don't take your eyes away, now." He teased as he slid each a thumb under the dark denim.

Slow, was the reveal of skin. Starting at his hips, a trimmed bit of black pubic hair showed before his shaft came bounding from its confines. It was uncut, and had a decent length and girth.

As if to show Yusuke one way to remove his pants more efficiently, he then dropped his pants below his knees. Leaning his weight to one side to remove the garment the remaining way.

After which, his attention returned to his partner. A tattooed arm wrapped around to rest on Yusuke's shoulder, while the other reached around to take his partner's hand in his. He moved the pair to have Yusuke's palm touch down on his bare ass.

"Touch me, Yusuke." he breathed as his tongue flicked out to lick a stripe over his lobe.

@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

Seeing the sensitivity of his partner, he felt it best to check-in with him. Uta knew he could be intense at times, but his partner was new to these feelings. Even down to being nude in front of another person. So much so, that he clung to the ghoul the moment he touched him.

"Did you need me to slow down, Yusuke?" he asked, his voice was soft and kind, lacking any judgement.

"If you would like, I could also give you a break by losing the rest of my clothes. And if you wanted to do the touching to warm up I certainly don't mind." he offered in addition.

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@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

Uta rather enjoyed the duality of his partner's performance. Not to mention the effort he was putting in. He knew Yusuke was having a hard time, but he didn't quit. He was serious about this, and each time he did something he was not used to, it showed his resolve.

"You're doing beautifully, Yusuke." he encouraged as more of his naked skin was revealed.

The painter had a lean yet taut build. And to say it was a thing of beauty, to the ghoul, was an understatement. Even the color on his face, and the way his gaze fell made him look inviting.

"What I wouldn't give to be able to draw you like this once we are finished here." it was a compliment, one that the painter would understand.

But now it was finally time.

The ghoul leaned upwards and pressed a kiss between his camellia's collarbones. Gentle and soft, as he wanted to see what each action would do to the human who straddled him. A warm, palm came to caress Yusuke's lower back, dragging the sensation up to follow his spine.

@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

Resting his arms behind head, Uta looked on at the show before him. Clearly it was displayed that the painter did not make a habit of this before others. His heart beat in the otherwise quiet room resounded louder and faster as Yusuke's lithe fingers fumbled upon the buttons of his flattering shirt.

All of that was naught as the natural talent he possessed for beauty made itself manifest as his dark purple shirt slipped off of his body like a silken fabric. At once, Uta's arms were at his sides rather than behind his head, his short brows raised in interest.

The ghoul's voice caught in his throat as he was about to answer. HE swallowed a time or two before he was able to reply:

"Please." was all he could muster.

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@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

Delicate was the balance between nervousness and confidence. Two opposing factions at war between the pair. Neither side wanted to hurt the other, but desire was the chief actuator of action. Mouths entangling, as a tongue came to slip between the partition of lips. Heated breath exchanged as a moan was swallowed between them.

Palms tempted with heat slid into locks of a deep blue feather's likeness. And a name of the other on the tip of the tongue, created in the image of thought.

The Camillia

Red as passion itself, with the dual meaning of love and an honorable death.

Yes, that was the way the ghoul saw him. The meaning of emotion, and honor when it was his time.

With this thought in mind, tattooed hands fell down to Yusuke's hips before taking them, and using them to lift him enough to swap their positions. The painter now sat atop his lap as he lay beneath him, Uta's head on his pillow. It was enough to disconnect them so a request could be made.

"Let me see you undress yourself from this spot. I want to see the look on your face and your body on top of me, my dear Camillia blossom." he breathed, as dark eyes connected with his partner's.

@hollowghouluta

"I hope you don't mind my making strange requests," the artist began, shuffling a bit before he continued on, "but I'd like to paint you."

He'd already brought his supplies along with him, content with automatically assuming his request would be accepted.

"Ah, let me reiterate. I realize I framed that question quite poorly. I would like you to be my canvas."

Yusuke had been wanting to get his permission as a model for quite some time. He found his rather striking looks to be fascinating. Different from what he was used to which made him all the more desirable as a model, but recent delving into other forms of painting had him curious about body painting.

Such an honest, complete offering of oneself to Uta made him hot. The nagging feeling that perhaps Yusuke didn't understand what he was telling the ghoul was ever present. But he made himself as clear as he could. It's why he spent so much time on exactly that. That and Yusuke knew that he was a ghoul.

And trusted him too much.

What he was about to do was a grave sin in among his people. Telling the secret to a human to start, and getting involved with one this closely. He told himself this was going to be a one time thing, but the nagging feeling returned with a vengence.

No, it's not. If he wanted more, you would ablidge him.

You would give him anything he asked for.

But time is what would tell the future, not his internal misgivings. And so, Yusuke had brought him back to reality with a kiss of his own. This also surprised the ghoul. He was making moves of his own. Then the flash of Yusuke's eyes behind that mask of his.

Fox.

Yes, he was not all eggshells to be avoided. He could see the glimmers of confidence behind the raw inexperience. And he liked it.

"That's a special thing to give to someone." he mused as he looked down into Yusuke's eyes. 'This time, I'll be the one to say that I'm honored." a small smile was given.

Tattooed hands came up to both cradle Yusuke, and to get more of a feeling of his form beneath the thin fabric that concealed them. He leaned them back more, so the painter would now be situated in his lap. As a single kiss pressed down on his partner's neck he spoke softly so near his ear.

"Don't be afraid to touch me too."