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Junpei Iori ([personal profile] critpei) wrote2026-01-27 05:49 pm

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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-05 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is there a buyback guarantee?"
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-05 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Michel would be all about making a show. A music show, Junpei. Maybe he could be pestered enough to try it eventually. Just like giving his boyfriend a ride on his back, he just needed the right...motivation. He'd crack soon enough. Even he knew that, and the thought made him blush again.

But then Junpei made a big show about forming a pact with him and those thoughts evaporate into steam. He holds on to Junpei's hands when they touch his chest.

A pact? This sounds like they are getting married. He doesn't say that out loud, however. Tear the world apart? Isn't that a little dramatic even for him...wait, why is Hades chuckling in his head?

Then their eyes lock on each other again and he can't look away, smiling back at him, showing his vulnerability in the open again.

"A little dramatic, Iori, but of fucking course." He'd tear this world apart to find him too. He can't help but laugh and add, moving his head forward to give him a kiss, "Now where are my tarot cards?"
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-05 03:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"Are you calling me babe?" He looks a little threatening at first, hsi voice low, because it might be the first time he's been dealt a taste of his own medicine, then laughs. Oh, so that's how it feels. "Well, I'm not as talented as the demon painter, but I can try."
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-05 03:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Eikichi had been intended of winding down after the shower, but it seemed like Junpei had a lot more energy than he let on for a guy who had been up for nearly the entire night. Or maybe it's the fact they seem to feed that energy off each other. It's not too hard (( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)) to get hard again with the way he's moving just right on top of him. Eikichi's comes in waves instead of the heat building up. It doesn't take long at all.

"Are you?" he adds, his voice low, not quite believing him. Or maybe he's just pulling him closer with one hand, making it near impossible to escape his grasp. Sorry Junpei, you're stuck on him now. The pain. The torture. The look in Eikichi's eyes that mean he'll do it again and again if he has to.

Then...Eikichi is on fire? Or no, just the bluish light around him as Hades appears behind them (and their behinds) without even as it floats to the bathroom. A few seconds and he's at the door's frame from the back, holding something and preparing to lob it behind his shoulder, like someone about to throw a bouquet during a wedding ceremony. One, two and three, the bottle Junpei had been craving spins into the air as Hades disappears again.

Eikcihi catches it with his free hand, looking incredibly pleased with himself (himselves?)

Don't worry Junpei, he's got you covered.
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-05 06:05 pm (UTC)(link)
It feels good to laugh. Eikichi feels on top of the world even if is pinned down at the moment. As long, of course, that the company is nice, and today it as out of this world, perhaps even too literally considering their timelines.

"Of course I am. I'm the great Michel!---eh!?" That little cocky tone quiets down real quickly once Junpei goes down on him. It's fast, instant almost, like he's lit a fuse that's also a ticking time bomb. Maybe Persona users were just built different, or he had enough in him to last for a second round. "I'm glad it was as good as for you as it was for me." Even if he nearly fallen over with the both of them, it was something he would cherish for a long time, as long as their memories remained intact. "Did you?" he teases, urging him on. "Well then, show me how well you learned, Iori."

Then Junpei goes off in a tangent, at first speaking sweet nothings and the most amazing feeling in the world, Eikichi is along for the ride...only for him to go off about how he couldn't have phantom masturbation. He tries to hold in his laughter in, before it explodes again and he nearly pushes him off. Putting a hand on Junpei's chin and turning his head, sizing him up before cupping his left cheek. "I don't know if you're trying to turn me on or make me laugh at this point."
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-05 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"I do need it for my hair too," he answers, trying to keep calm as his heart beats quicker, almost back to when they were in the shower. So of course he would. They'd probably think he was a sex pest now too, which at this point isn't to strayed from reality.

He's not sure what to do right now, however, as Junpei is too far for his hands to reach him right now. Putting his hands behind his head, just to observe him. As he watches Junpei's planning, his mind can't help but wonder briefly to back home. To his father who would refuse yearly doctor prostate checkups because 'real men don't do that!' until his mother managed to convince him. Eikichi was pretty sure he'd have a heart attack watching his son right now, because of the Visual Kei look was one thing, but this was going against everything tradition stated. Now, Miyabi on the other hand. She'd probably - okay he needs to stop fantasizing a little and concentrate on the now.

Closing his eyes, briefly stretches and he grins at Junpei.

"Let's begin the operation!"

That's a yes.
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-05 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
He shrugs, the smug look on his face not leaving him until he feels the first finger going in. Then the mask slips completely off.

It's strange and enticing all at once. Like his body wants to rebel at the very idea but at the same time desperately craves it. He tries to adjust to help him, but nope, that's just making things more passionate. Worse. It's okay! He could probably take it anyway. Bring it on! Michel is not afraid of a little exploration into the hidden depths (of his butthole).

"What?!" It's not really a question, more like an explanation as the second one goes in. Somehow he hadn't expected that. He wants to give Junpei something, or move but the sensation is leaving him paralyzed. There are muscles in there right? Like he's touching the right one, whatever the fuck it is. His hands quickly go on both sides of the bed as his nails dig into the covers.

"I-if you go too fast...you won't be able to..." Enjoy this too, he wants to say. Like it's not fair he's the only one getting something, right?
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-06 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
Again...he's stuck in a place that exists between dream and reality. Mind and Matter. Comedy and Sexuality.

At the very least takes some of the heat that had been building up so he can speak again. His eyes stare at Junpei intensively, before he rolls his eyes. "You big goof."

It works to get his own courage back. He'd done it to Junpei and he'd been curious what it was like... wait the bed is going to get drenched and not just with water fuck fuck fuck...oh well they can just wash it and use the other, oh god he's been corrupted hasn't he?! ...on the receiving end.

At the same time, watching Junpei struggle to hold it in...it puts him in a teasing mode. He looks at him, the grin still on his face, waiting what seems like forever but in actually barely ten seconds before giving him a small nod of the head.

"Time for an all-out-attack...that's what you called it right?" They didn't do that. He just beat up demons with Ta-chan and Yukino. He manages to push himself a little upwards instead of just being on the bed so they could hug closer moving his hands so it would be easier for him to get under him, putting them behind his back, whispering in his ear and pretending to be biting it. "Or would you rather I go, 'Hooooou! Please hit me in the weak spot, Junpei!"

Oh he was also not going to be able to last much longer.
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-06 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
At that remake, Eikichi grins back at him, eyes narrowing.

"Oh yeah? What are you doing to do about it?"

He's going to do nothing, he suspects. Just like he'd been doing nothing. Just two idiots teens getting up close and personal and discovering many things about themselves. Speaking of which...

"I am not going to hoooooou like that," he protests, because if it became a rallying call that way, he'd never be able to say it out loud to others without thinking about all of what's happening now. He's a little different than Junpei too - the fact he was silent actually meant he was enjoying it a lot more than he let on.

"Oh!" Oh okay. As soon as he felt Junpei inside of him, his entire body flared him, a panic making his heart beat until his boyfriend moved at just the right place that he'd mentioned to Eikichi. His own member is twitching, just a few seconds away from release. Pretty sure if Junpei continued that way he wouldn't last at all. Yeap, that's his weak spot alright.

"Don't....stop..." His hands move around Junpei's back gripping him for dear life.
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-06 06:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Eikichi, on the other hand, is not even going to try and fight this. It feels great and the second Junpei touches him again, be it in his neck or his shaft, he's pretty much ready to leave the material world once more. It really doesn't take long, especially when Junpei tells him he's ready. No need to hold back, just release everything at once.

"It's okay." He says between a wince. "Me too-ooooou!" If Junpei heard just right, he might think he said his catchphrase.

The instant Eikichi flies off into the stratosphere (of nutting), the feeling of triumph, power and joyous euphoria is not unlike when he summons his Persona. Which he horrifically realizes, a little too late, the bluish light envelopes both of the boys before Hades appears besides them, floating above the bed. The Persona doesn't have eyes, but Eikichi can almost feel it looking at them and silently judging. Or...approving?

"It appears that this time my aid was not required." It disappears in a burst of blue light, leaving the both of them to deal with the fallout that an orgasm was so good it literally caused him to summon his persona.

"Well fuck..." He looks a little embarrassed as the sensation dwindles, running a hand in his wet hair.
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-07 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Who wouldn't want to bust a nut to the alternate shadow self of your new boyfriend dressed in metallic boob armor and a pomegranate dress?

The awkwardness quickly fades away as he watches Junpei 'taste' him. Oh right, he had mentioned that early on right? Well, he suppose he might have to try eating more pineapples for a while to see if that changed anything.

Then he had to ruin it.

"Iori." He's not sure if he should be impressed at his choice of words, punch him or roll his eyes. He decides, all three. He gives him a tiny punch on the shoulder. "I can't believe you'd say that after everything."

But he's laughing and getting up despite everything and realizing that he'll need to clean the bed and themselves, grabbing Junpei, bridal style to bring him to the bathroom again. Look, if you're going to be dating him, you'll have to get used to Eikichi's obsession with cleanliness.

"Let's wash ourselves off. Then I'm tucking you in the clean bed."
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-07 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Because that's going to dry and be a pain to clean off after," he replies like he knows all about the proper rules of aftercare (or maybe not to fall asleep right after ejaculating). Eikichi is calling the shots, carrying him for a quick hot shower to wash both of themselves off, holding Junpei like a bride the entire time, only putting him more horizontally when they can't quite fit into the shower.

It didn't take too long for him to be satisfied (literally, figuratively) and come back to the other bed, giving him a tiny kiss on the forehead like they hadn't just been doing it like rabbits before laying him down. He kneels down to him to smile at that question.

"Pretty sure this is real, bro. Pinch me if you're not sure. Or tell me a word for me to tell you later today when you wake up." If Junpei hasn't fallen asleep yet, he also adds. "Oh yeah...what do you want to eat later? I'll go make it for us. Tonight."
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-07 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Toshikoshi Soba?"

Oh. He understands what he means, after Eikichi thinks about it. Just enough to hear Junpei's last words AS HE FUCKING DIES as he falls asleep.

"Yeah..I will."

Junpei won't have to worry about anything, as Eikichi takes the time to clean everything else up, fold Junpei's clothing by their bedside and placing his sketchbook on the top. The one Eikichi had spent the last day in a daze drawing more pictures of him. Just in case he needed a confirmation, if Eikichi didn't come back before he woke up later during the day.

Then he sent another message to Tatsuya, and off he went.
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[personal profile] deathboss 2026-04-07 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wait! Fuck! I forgot to get dressed!"