It was tempting when Cresil said if he would beg that would make him excited. Very tempting. He rejected this possibility and then moaned when his neck was licked as he knew his partner was making another hickey. All that ended with the kiss was really nice.
"No. I don't take orders too", he said glaring at Cresil and then looking away.
Damn.. it was really uncomfortable to have hands in this position but he could be stubborn if he wanted and he had his pride. A lot of pride actually and he wasn't to resign from it. Not just yet at least.

Aoki stubbornly shook his head.
"I won't beg and I won't plead. And I just simply cut it when you're out of the room", he said with a cheeky smile.
There was no way he would give up so easily. Though making Cresil hard would be nice but... no. He would be damned to let other man tease him. Aoki looked away and clenched his teeth. But he wasn't really angry, playing was playing after all so there wasn't anything to get angry at. Besides he would do the same if it would be Cresil that would be tied down.

Letting out a slightly annoyed breath, Cresil went to Aoki’s back and gripped his wrists. “Fuck, fine.” he mumbled, giving up now. Even if it did end up with the man begging for it, there was no doubt that Cresil would probably have to wait hours until that even happened.
Using his hands, he gave the fabric a few hard rips and tugs before it ripped apart. Sighing and shaking his head, he gently took one of Aoki’s wrists and rubbed it for him, knowing it would be a bit sore from the fabric.

“You win this time Aoki.” Cresil said in a playful voice. Before his boyfriend could do much with his finally workable hands, Cresil leaned down, capturing his lips with built up passion, letting it linger for a few long seconds before stopping to catch his breath.
“What do you wanna do, eat or sleep?” Cresil then asked as he looked at the dirtied bed sheets and smiled in achievement.

Aoki chuckled when Cresil gave up. Now that was what he called feeling satisfaction. He purred when his boyfriend started to massage his wrists. That felt nice. When he heard Cresil telling that he wins he grinned and wanted to say something back but he was kissed. The passion put in that simple act made him feel excited again.
"Eat and then fuck again?", proposed Aoki with a wide grinn.
He knew he would feel it tomorrow at work but.. he didn't care. And he already know it wouldn't hurt so badly as before. Aoki observed Cresil, curious what whould he say to that.

Aoki chuckled and then walked to the toilet and cleaned himself a bit. After all it would be toublesome to clean floor from the sperm Cresil lest inside him. When he was ready he went to the kitchen. Scratching his neck he looked at Cresil, thinking.
"I would propose to eat sandwiches but I don't have bread and all the else things... Maybe scrambled eggs with bacon?", he proposed, tilting his head a bit. "What do you say? I can make a lot so we both would be sated."

Heading to the kitchen before Aoki, Cresil was mindful that it wasn’t his house, although he took a seat on one of the stools and leaned against the counter, eyeing Aoki when he returned to the kitchen. His eyes fully plastered on the demon.
“Sounds delicious.” Cresil smirked, bacon and eggs was such a basic yet fulfilling meal, he had no complaints there.
“So…” Cresil spoke with a curious tone. “Who’s Zariok? The white wolf I met yesterday….” Cresil looked at Aoki again and furrowed his eyebrows. “He’s pretty serious about you.”

Aoki took out six eggs and washed them.
"Ah well.. Zariok is a friend and archive beast", he said starting to prepare the meal. "We first talked when I was starting my job in archive. Well... it was more like a quarell as he was rather agressive for my other friend from work. I didn't like it so I started... the dispute. As it turned out, he was right to treat him like that. And somehow from that time .. our friendship lasts. He and the boss ... are individuals, with which most of my colleagues will not argue. Wouldn't even dare. Cowards."
Everything was almost ready as he turned around and looked at Cresil.
"Why do you ask?"

Cresil listening attentively, watching Aoki cook but making sure to listen to everything he said. It was obvious to him that Zariok was rather stern, but he was glad that someone like that was friends with Aoki, he wanted to make sure that his boyfriend had a reliable companion.
Giving a simple shrug, Cresil looked at the food cooking from afar and sat up a bit straighter, remembering what Aoki said about having his back crooked.

“I was curious why he was protective of you…” Cresil chuckled and shook his head. “Stupid thing is, I would be jealous if he were a demon...or person, but because he’s not, I actually respect him.” Shaking his head, he stayed in his seat, knowing if he got up, he’d be a bit tempted to touch Aoki and that wouldn’t be good while cooking.