#[|| tokimasa : blue and purple ||]

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Masato had been having quite the restless night and wasn’t exactly able to sleep through all of it. Ever since that day he... dressed up as a woman for Tokiya, he hadn’t been able to get the view od his face out of his mind. His flustered expression. Sure, he had done it for him as a sort of... repayment, but he never expected his fellow idol to like it. They couldn’t really do much without being exposed... It was more of a shock to him than anything.

Not to mention the taste of his lips...

He climbed out of bed and pulled on a thick, button-up sweater as he made his way out of the room, not disturbing Ren as he found his way to Tokiya’s room. He wasn’t sure what his excuse would be... he just stopped by? Why would he be doing so in the middle of the night? Finding himself outside the door, he could hardly bring himself to knock on it. What was he being so cowardly for? They had kissed, sure. But that didn’t exactly... make them an item.

Before long, he rose his hand to the door and knocked on it slowly. Holding his breath while waiting for the other to, eventually answer, provided he was awake.

Tokiya has a dirty dream about Masato

🎶Tokiya tried to muffle his groans into the back of his hand as his other was buried in Masato's hair, watching the other's head bob up and down on his lap. What was going on?? How did this start??? The idol had no idea and the pleasure was too much for him to say anything that wasn't a groan or moan. Masato seemed to know just how fast to bob his head or where to move his tongue along Tokiya's cock to make sparks of pleasure race up the purple idol's spine.

"M-Masato," He managed to stammer out through his heavy pants, watching as the other finally glanced up, his mouth full. Masato then seemed to pull off his cock with a pop, giving the tip one final lick before he began to work the length with his hand, a plauful smile on his lips. "Is something the matter, Tokiya~?" Tokiya was rendered speechless again as he could feel his climax building up. He squirmed, his hands gripping the armrest of the seat he was in. "I-If don't stop, I'll--"

"Then cum~"

Tokiya woke with a loud gasp, eyes flying open as he ended up spilling into his pajama pants. He laid there for a few seconds, reality hitting him hard as he finally realized what happened... and the mess between his legs began to cool. He then groaned, covering his red face with both hands. He could not believe he actually had a wet dream about Masato.

He then decided to quickly clean up, wishing to forget the dream and never ever speak about it.

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Masato moaned hotly against the kiss as he tangled his tongue with Tokiya’s, reaching up into his hair and tugging on it feveredly. His legs were already wrapped tightly around his hips. His body already felt extremely hot but he wanted this... he wanted Tokiya so badly.

He couldn’t help but roll his hips downwards into the other’s hips. His heart was practically hammering hard at this point. Yes, this was most likely dangerous. But at this point, he didn’t exactly care.

He wanted him. He needed him. Craved him so desperately that it was agony.

“Kinky...” - Masato/Tokiya (green-jester-rp-blog)

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 🎶Tokiya was utterly speechless as he stared at Masato. Well… He believed it was Masato. The sharp eyes told him it was but the rather risque outfit and wig made him quite confused…. And warm. He then looked away with a blush, coughing to try and clear the sudden lump in his throat. 

 “M-Masato… What is the meaning of this?” He asked, only able to give the other glances. 

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“Oh- Tokiya. Hello, I— no um... nothing is wrong.” He answered fairly quickly. However his eyes trailed down his torso and his cheeks visibly flushed and the words he wanted to say were caught in his throat. Was it likely he was growing fond of his fellow idol? Most likely. Did he desire him immensely after all that had occurred between the two of them. Yes, absolutely. Was he worried they would get caught in this very moment?

Hell no.

In an instant, words were no longer wanting to come from his throat. Instead, he pulled the other idol in for a deep and passionate kiss. Wanting more than anything... to taste his lips once again, like before. While doing so, he stepped into the room and closed the door behind them so nobody would even see them. His desire was, without a doubt, heightened at this very moment. Breathing out his name between kisses.

Tokiya has a dirty dream about Masato

🎶Tokiya tried to muffle his groans into the back of his hand as his other was buried in Masato's hair, watching the other's head bob up and down on his lap. What was going on?? How did this start??? The idol had no idea and the pleasure was too much for him to say anything that wasn't a groan or moan. Masato seemed to know just how fast to bob his head or where to move his tongue along Tokiya's cock to make sparks of pleasure race up the purple idol's spine.

"M-Masato," He managed to stammer out through his heavy pants, watching as the other finally glanced up, his mouth full. Masato then seemed to pull off his cock with a pop, giving the tip one final lick before he began to work the length with his hand, a plauful smile on his lips. "Is something the matter, Tokiya~?" Tokiya was rendered speechless again as he could feel his climax building up. He squirmed, his hands gripping the armrest of the seat he was in. "I-If don't stop, I'll--"

"Then cum~"

Tokiya woke with a loud gasp, eyes flying open as he ended up spilling into his pajama pants. He laid there for a few seconds, reality hitting him hard as he finally realized what happened... and the mess between his legs began to cool. He then groaned, covering his red face with both hands. He could not believe he actually had a wet dream about Masato.

He then decided to quickly clean up, wishing to forget the dream and never ever speak about it.

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Masato gasped against his lips softly as they made contact, pressing more against him as he gripped his bicep gently, kissing him back just as deeply as he tried to keep his body pressed up against Tokiya’s, not wanting them to separate.

While they weren’t exactly in a private place, he was feeling more bold... risky. His heart was hammering hard against his ribcage as he lightly brushed his tongue over his lower lip and trailed his other hand down to his hips and pulled them closer still, gasping as he was growing excited.

He pulled back from the heated kiss and his pale skin was so flushed that he could hardly stand it. “Please Tokiya... please... have your way with me..” he whispered needily against his skin, his arousal was apparent.

“Kinky...” - Masato/Tokiya (green-jester-rp-blog)

Inbox me; “Kinky…” and I’ll generate a number between 1 - 70.

40. Your muse cross-dresses for my muse.

 🎶Tokiya was utterly speechless as he stared at Masato. Well… He believed it was Masato. The sharp eyes told him it was but the rather risque outfit and wig made him quite confused…. And warm. He then looked away with a blush, coughing to try and clear the sudden lump in his throat. 

 “M-Masato… What is the meaning of this?” He asked, only able to give the other glances. 

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