thehauntedfrequency

[In the time following his departure from Tabito and Manabu's company, the alias "Grey" has wound up sticking.

Not that everyone calls him that, he's used a few other aliases since then, but it's what he's wound up thinking of himself as. If Grey had taken the time to think about it a bit more he might have picked something with a little less connection to Rezo's name, but it's still leagues better than thinking of himself as "Rez- wait, no, just a copy." And maybe that's why he's felt significantly calmer since he left Sairaag.

By his own standards, Grey has been laudably well-behaved; sure, he's been mostly doing under-the-table psychic work, often on behalf of criminals, but! He's been trying to keep a low profile so it's usually things like clairvoyant spying rather than anything violent, and he's been making a point of not doing anything that directly impacts the galaxy railways.

It would be extremely awkward if Manabu Yuuki had to try and arrest him, after all.

He's found himself frequently thinking about Manabu, much to his annoyance. He has no serious expectations of ever seeing Manabu again, so it's simply a waste of mental bandwidth to find himself wondering what Manabu is doing right now or where he is, or to reminisince over their incredibly brief acquaintanceship. Grey can only suppose that because Manabu was the first reasonably normal person he got to know after leaving Sairaag that Manabu is going to stick out in his mind for a while.

And it's probably because of the real estate that Manabu is hogging in Grey's mind that he's been very aware of every mention of the SDF that crosses his path. He hasn't exactly been tracking the SDF's activities deliberately, but he does pay attention to the news and the SDF frequently winds up in there, even if Manabu's name in particular isn't normally dropped.

Until the day it does.

SDF Officer Taken Hostage By Pirates]

* * *

[It's taken several weeks of investigating, but Grey has been able to track down The Huntress's client, a Dr. Parish and associates. It must be a small galaxy, because Dr. Parish is someone Grey knows. Sort of.

Rather, Dr. Parish was a colleague of Rezo's who collaborated with the man on chimera research (and other unsavory things) in the past. Not only that, the man was an ardent admirer of Rezo's superior psychic prowess, and desperate to improve his own meager abilities.

He'd had quite a shock when Grey approached him in town, but after the initial surprise it had been sickeningly easy to convince Dr. Parish that he was the real Rezo. Grey can only surmise that the man wants to believe too badly to let himself be properly suspicious. It had only taken a day for Grey to be invited to tour Parish's laboratory.

The lab's located on the grounds of a former Marquess's estate, a ways out of town and secluded by trees, a high wall, and a long drive. Grey's done a little recon before, but actually being here is different, especially since he has to navigate by cane at the moment. Grey is doing his best to politely nod and smile as Parish guides him from room to room, explaining their work and occasionally handing him things to examine himself.

But evidently Parish realizes that "Rezo" isn't entirely interested, because he stops partway through an explanation of some stem cell experiments he and a few others have been working on to say "Of course, the really interesting specimens are kept in the basement floor."

Grey already knows this. He hopes his expression seems the right sort of eager.]

Interesting?

["Something along the lines of what we did in the past. Would you like to see them?"]

Nothing would please me more.

[Grey can practically hear Parish's delighted grin. To soothe the surge of irritation, Grey reminds himself that he's going to kill this man before the end of the day and allows Parish to guide him out into the hall and to the basement entrance at the back of the building.]

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siriusly

[that remark, sealed with a kiss, makes Manabu's heart ache in such a pleasant way. he reciprocates in earnest, reluctant to part, though breathing dictates; he presses his lips to hang onto that warm feeling after Grey's pulled away and shifted his focus.]

Hmmh? [an ear twitches.] Oh. Ah--ye, yeah, sure. Um. [he returns his hands to Grey's shoulder, fidgeting carefully to position his knees better and start to sit up, shuddering a little with the sensation it triggers.]

Oh--hh, ha--

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repeatedprayer

Mm...

[Grey takes a shaky breath and braces himself back slightly with one hand against the ground. His other hand remains on Manabu's hip, pressed firmly without gripping or otherwise potentially impeding Manabu's motions.

The pulses of pleasure he feels with each movement tempt him to grab Manabu properly and slam up into him, again and again until he reaches his peak- but for the moment he holds back, wanting to see how Manabu does when he's in charge of setting the pace.]

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siriusly

[Manabu's a few minutes out from the last mind-melting tail grab, so he's now more focused on Grey than himself, ears primed for sounds of discomfort (preferable to hearing the way Grey's cock sounds while moving) while he's figuring this out without guidance.

...he wouldn't mind that guidance, but if Grey's not going to give it, Manabu straightens until he can feel Grey's head nearly leave him before lowering down with more care than is really called for, side-eyeing Grey for response.

this may be a bit over-cautious, but then...he remembers the hair yanking.]

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repeatedprayer

[Grey's breathing is heavier than normal but if there's any discomfort from Manabu's careful movements it's only the discomfort of wanting more. And in Grey's opinion the wet sounds made by his cock sliding in Manabu's ass are quite pleasant, though it certainly helps that it's accompanied by the pleasing way that Manabu's ass grips onto his cock.

When Manabu nearly withdraws Grey instinctively grabs Manabu's hips with both hands and tightens his hold.]

Keep- Keep going.

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siriusly

R-right-- [he eases back down, a little sound in his throat. it's hard to separate the sensation itself from the way Grey is responding - they're connected near as much as...they are actually connected.

on his way back up:] Faster? Slower? I don't wanna...nnah, ah, do this wrong...

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repeatedprayer

[God, he loves the little sounds Manabu makes. Grey briefly closes his eyes, the better to relish them.

When Manabu voices some proper words Grey settles back further, and slowly opens his eyes again. At this angle Grey can get a better look at Manabu, and admire the movements of his body. He really is beautiful.

Faster or slower?]

Faster.

[The roughness of Grey's voice make it come out more demanding than he intends.]

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siriusly

[Manabu would follow him down a bit, but...kind of stuck where he is. and being upright is likely the better play here.

Grey's tone makes him bristle and flush, his mouth twitching up on one side; he usually doesn't like orders being growled at, but context really is everything, isn't it? this is appealing.

in spite of the burn in his thighs, Manabu does as he's told. it's a little awkward at onset finding a cadence that's both comfortable and not staggered, but it is found...and this, even more than the demand itself, is pretty damn appealing.

(hot, the word is hot. the word isn't in Manabu's vernacular, but y'know.)]

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repeatedprayer

[Manabu's effort is rewarded with harsher breathing from Grey, guttural moans escaping his lips as the pleasure ebbs and peaks with every motion up and down. His fingers dig into Manabu's hips and thighs, animalistic and possessive. When he gazes up at Manabu, there's no disguising the lust in his eyes, in the way he bares his teeth.]

God, yes-

[He unclenches a single hand from Manabu's hip and wraps it around Manabu's cock, beginning to stroke in tune with Manabu's movements.]

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siriusly

[between the stuttered grunts and whimpers, Manabu has breath to exhale in a frazzled laugh - up until Grey grabs him and makes him suck in a sharp breath through his teeth and let it out with a stifled groan.]

Oh, jeez-- [his ears flatten as he quivers.] Shh, shit, Grey-- [you made him say a swear!]

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repeatedprayer

[Poor Manabu, being corrupted by a terrible scoundrel like Grey.

Grey himself laughs a little at Manabu's shocked reaction.]

Do you like that, Manabu?

[Hopefully Manabu does, because Grey has not stopped stroking his cock.]

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siriusly

[there must be a word for feeling cross-eyed when it's your pleasure centers crossing and not your eyes, but Manabu doesn't know it - certainly can't think it while another rush of fluster-based heat overtakes him.]

J-jeezhh-! [he huffs, rolling his shoulders like that's going to stop the tingles shooting up his spine (nope). his eyes flutter while he hunches forward and starts moving again.] Ye-yeah, ah--it's--prettygood, yeah!

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repeatedprayer

Haah-

[Grey breathes a harsh sound and his stomach twitches as ripples of pleasure wash through him. Manabu feels so good, he looks so lovely, he smells amazing...]

God!

[Once Manabu starts moving properly, he can't hold himself back anymore. Grey begins to move in tandem with Manabu, not just jerking him off but also bucking his own hips- pulling back when Manabu lowers himself, then thrusting up whenever Manabu raises his hips.]

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siriusly

[conversation breaks down as far as words go, but their bodies pick up the slack. Manabu's stuttered moans - stuttered by Grey lunging back up against him - speak to how crazy Grey makes him feel. the way he writhes into his hand speaks to the urgent need for more; the way his grip digs into his shoulders speaks to how hard it is to keep this up for too long.

he moves faster, urgent, desperate, trapped between pleasure points and the drive of instinct to keep moving until something finally gives.]

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repeatedprayer

[Grey fucks Manabu with the same urgency that Manabu expresses in turn. His grip is probably too tight, his thrusts are too hard, his moaning too loud and harsh. Right now, he can't bring himself to care. Grey plunges up into Manabu over and over, pumping Manabu's cock mercilessly, while his ears echo with the sounds of flesh hitting flesh and of Manabu's staccato moans.

At last it all becomes too much, and Grey finally bursts; he sees stars, he can't think, can only grab Manabu's hips with both hands and hold him down while he comes into Manabu. It's a hard, lengthy orgasm that leaves him groaning and panting and jerking his hips intermittently as it slowly fades into the aftershocks.]

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siriusly

Guh-! Nnh-hh--!

[he's first, thankfully, because Grey's not going to keep stroking at him forever. Manabu sags, bouncing more through Grey's force alone than any effort of his own while coming (all over the place, nasty), yelping in surprise when he's grabbed in the midst of it and--

y'know. he's not sure he could come up with a way to describe that sensation to himself, filled up as he is. still addled and in the midst of his own orgasm, it sure as hell is an experience.

he's still awash in it, uttering a sound with each errant jerk that jolts him out of any sense of easing out. hypersensitive to each throb, pulse, and ache, he shudders, arms trembling and still locked at the elbow as he sags over Grey, gripping his shoulders.

it takes a bit of time for his eyes to flutter open and back to focus on Grey.]

...Hh, hey...

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repeatedprayer

[The high slowly fades, leaving Grey with his mind feeling fuzzy. He's wet and sticky- both of them are, and he can feel the warm weight of Manabu pressing against him. Grey's breathing hard enough that Manabu will rise and fall a little with each breath, a much gentler echo of the way he'd been bouncing Manabu on his cock only a little earlier.

When he finally hears Manabu's voice Grey twitches, and then glances over.]

Manabu...

[Grey eases his grip on Manabu's hips and raises his arms to loosely embrace him. He wants to stay like this, holding Manabu close, for as long as they can get away with it.]

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siriusly

[there's not much give at first - not until Manabu fidgets and pulls free from Grey's cock, a process that is visceral enough to give Manabu even more pause to relenting to the embrace. ultimately, he needs the weight of Grey's arms to anchor and stabilize him after such intensity.

settling into the hold, Manabu finds his throat getting tight and eyes stinging. it has to be weird to suddenly want to start crying, right? Manabu's fairly sure it's weird, so he tries his best to not do that and make things weird. he gulps, closing his eyes and inhaling the consolation of Grey's scent.

returning to reality is always bittersweet.

eventually, when heartrates have leveled out:] You okay?

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repeatedprayer

[He feels bereft when Manabu pulls free, the air outside is so much colder. At least Manabu stays in his arms for a little longer, letting Grey hold him and listen to the sound of him breathing. Gradually going from uneven to something more stable.

He considers Manabu's eventual question for several solid moments, attempting to evaluate his own state of body and mind.]

...That was intense.

[Which isn't a "no" but it's not a "yes" either. The intensity of his orgasm and the fraught underlying emotions are something he's struggling to grapple with.]

I didn't get carried away, did I?

[It's a roundabout way of asking if Manabu is okay.]

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siriusly

Uhh, huhhh...hahah... [it's a nervous kind of laugh.] I, I mean, I don't think I broke anything. So probably not.

[...he's mostly sure nothing's broken.]

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repeatedprayer

[Grey furrows his brow slightly. "I don't think" and "probably" aren't as definitive as he would like.]

Mm. Here.

[Grey sets a hand on Manabu's lower back, where his spine transitions into the tail, and sends pulses of healing energy into Manabu's body. It'll help numb any soreness, if nothing else.]

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siriusly

[Manabu bristles, having forgotten this aspect of Grey's superpowers (it kind of gets overshadowed by flying

and murders).

after a twitchy tail swish, Manabu exhales.] That...that does help. Thank you.

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repeatedprayer

[It's certainly not an aspect that Grey cares to advertise, no matter how easily it comes to him.]

It was merely a trifle.

[Grey closes his eyes and tilts his head against Manabu. He has a notion that they ought to clean themselves up (Manabu has left quite a mess on Grey's stomach) and get redressed, but it's hard to take that next step knowing it will lead to the next one, and the next one.]

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siriusly

[Manabu isn't apt to filling the silence or moving the clock forward...but his stomach is. his face flushes scarlet as hunger rumbles, prompting him to exhale with an embarrassed little laugh.]

I, uh...I guess we can't expect running water in an abandoned building, huh...

[hindsight is extremely rude for that one.]

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repeatedprayer

[Grey opens his eyes and reluctantly straightens, giving Manabu a soft little smile.]

I think we can wipe off the worst of it with some spare towels and things, and we'll find a public restroom to clean up a little more in.

[He idly strokes Manabu's lower back.]

Though I would prefer to clean you up in a proper shower, if I could.

[And wind both of them up and do this all over again- but with their safehouse compromised they have neither the facilities nor the time.]

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siriusly

[missing the subtext, assuming a dig on his own capabilities, as usual:] Hey, I know how to clean myself! [indignant tail-swish. that's different than the pleased tail-swish that was brought on by back strokes.]