No Clangs here, but there truly so much nsfw and that's your warning

[housewolf]

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[notaccurate]

Not a hotel, no. But horrifying sideshows do exist.

[housewolf]

I've never run into clones like that anywhere before.

[notaccurate]

Well they're not actually clones, they're props. They use mirrors and tricks with lights to make it look like a clone.

[housewolf]

That makes more sense.

We use special effects and makeup if we want to do a horror performance.

[notaccurate]

...you're an actor?

[Luca you need to read people's profiles.]

[housewolf]

[It's not on the profile because I forgot.]

I am.

[notaccurate]

My, you're just a man of many talents, aren't you?

[housewolf]

I'm sure you have plenty you haven't shared either.

[a man is dead?? hello!!]

[notaccurate]

Of course. Nobody shares all their talents on day 1.

[Right in front of TAMAKI'S DEATH]

[housewolf]

Want to keep sharing with me?

[This is awful.]

[notaccurate]

Of course.

[Time to tug Omi back to his room, I hate this.]

[housewolf]

[Sometimes you cope with death by simply thinking and doing anything else. If Luca is offering, it's rude to say no.

This time, Omi's the one pulling off Luca's clothes the moment they get behind closed doors.]

[notaccurate]

[Honestly? Valid.

And Luca is tugging Omi towards the bedroom while they lose their clothes. Luca doesn't know if Sheila is in the room and he's not going to check. He can lock his door and she can ignore them if she's here.]

[housewolf]

[(Sorry, Sheila.)

The clothes are simply tossed about as they make their way to the bed. That's a problem for future him.

His nails scratch into Luca's back the moment the shirt is gone.]

[notaccurate]

[Luca actually winces, and he has to pull back from their makeouts for a moment to speak.]

Ah, I should warn you. I have some sensitive marks on me currently.

[Fresh nail marks down his back and a couple bite marks and hickeys on his neck. Since he's shirtless now, those should all be easy to see.]

Not that I'm adverse to that kind of pain, just. Er. Take it easy so it doesn't become the wrong kind of pain?

[housewolf]

[They're obvious and they're right there, and he should be a gentleman about them. Especially when some of the marks are so fresh. It's the envy that growls out-]

... I wanna cover 'em up in mine. [Wait. That's too much, isn't it?] At least the bites?

[notaccurate]

[Something about the way Omi says that goes right to Luca's dick.]

Take care of them after too, at least?

[Mark away, Omi.]

[housewolf]

[His voice goes to its usual warm tone-] I'll treat you well, promise.

[The moment he's done saying that he bites right over the mark on his neck, sucking, intent on Luca remembering him instead of anyone else.

A hand slides down Luca's torso and wraps around his dick, slowly starting to rub.]

[notaccurate]

[Well. That's an effective way to keep Luca from thinking about anyone else.]

Omi!

[The shout is one of surprise, and it's followed by a sharp gasp as Luca scrambles to grab onto whatever part of Omi he can. There might be nail marks in Omi's shoulders and down his back by the end of this.

The touch isn't unwanted though, and in fact Luca is all too eager to press into Omi's hand and tilt his head back to give Omi plenty of room for biting. There's a couple hickeys on his neck and a couple bites on his collarbone currently, all just waiting for Omi to cover them up.]

[housewolf]

[He only bites down harder as he name is shouted. Go ahead, mark him up. Omi is definitely going to give as good or better than he's getting.

The hand on Luca is slower, deliberately mismatching the intensity with which Omi's going at his neck.]

[notaccurate]

[Don't think he doesn't notice that, Omi. Luca bucks into Omi's hand, hissing at the sharp bite and the slow touches. It's keeping him unbalanced and making him lightheaded.]

Now you decide to be a tease-!

[Just. Tugging Omi over to the bed now. He's probably falling back onto it but that's fine, he wants Omi on top anyway.]

[housewolf]

Seems like you're enjoyin' it.

[Omi's as heavy as a well muscled man should be, but at least he tries not to crush Luca with his weight. His knee lands between his thighs and he pushes it up further, to rub against his crotch.]

[notaccurate]

Well yes, I'm enjoying it now, but what about the soreness tomorrow?

[He actually does not care about how sore he's going to be tomorrow. That's a problem for future-Luca. He's even wrapping his legs around Omi's waist to keep the man from actually pulling away.]

[housewolf]

Better hope for some painkillers.

[Because he has no intention of going easy at the moment. He moves down to the next mark and bites.]

[notaccurate]

[Luca just grits his teeth and scrambles blindly for the little table next to his bed. He's going to shove lube at Omi now. At least prep him while marking up his neck you unrepentant fuck.]