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The night doesn’t go as planned.
Then again, Kaoru can’t quite remember the last time any of his plans went smoothly.
Rei is slipped peacefully into comfy duvets, fangs peeking as long breaths left his mouth. Kaoru observes him with blurred vision for longer than he should, admiring how hues of red blend together atop his eyelid and the deep maroon gloss sticks to plush lips. The man always insists on doing his own makeup rather than letting one of their artists do it; his eye for detail and what enhancements could be made has always been keen.
Kaoru’s gaze only leaves Rei briefly, flicking to the wipes that rest along his vanity while his mind fills with a dull hum. The proper thing for a boyfriend to do is to cleanse the other’s skin while they rest, right? He can already hear the praises now, it only motivates his legs further. He may be tipsy, but he won’t allow anything to get in the way of getting those loving pets from Rei.
A hand grabs his wrist softly as he begins to lift himself from the mattress, fingers wrapped loosely.
“Kaoru…” A drawl follows, Kaoru doesn’t fail to notice how those wispy lashes flutter up at him.
“Oh, sorry. Did I disturb you?” Rei is a heavy sleeper, but Kaoru has noticed in the past couple of years that when he makes an attempt to leave, he’ll awaken. “’m not really going far, just need those makeup wipes…”
Kaoru starts to move towards them once more but those fingers tighten around his wrist and tug him down on the bed with enough force that his back hits the bed
“I had a lot of fun today…” The idol slurs quietly.
That reply makes Kaoru start to grin— his boyfriend is so cute! And that means his date plan did succeed after all! The confirmation gave him a boost of energy; he leans up on his elbows, eyes closing as he beams, “Yeah? I won’t lie, I’ve kindaaa… been planning it for some time and I was sooo nervous.”
The words leave his lips slower than intended, still under the influence of the glasses of wine from the evening. All that comes back is a low hum, and Rei’s hand presses against Kaoru’s chest. “I really do not wish for tonight to end. I wanna be with ya so bad…”
His words all mush together, and his form of speech seems to be deteriorating with each syllable spoken. It’s a bit endearing to witness the persona wither before his eyes. “Hehe, I haven’t heard you talk like that in years… But we can always spend the morning together. I was gonna make heart shaped pancakes. Or try to…”
Rei groans, putting a hand to his own forehead briefly. A few seconds pass, he can tell Rei is thinking about something but he doesn’t get to question what’s on his mind before his body is getting pushed into the mattress. “Are you playing dense on purpose? Or are you really this oblivious?”
His boyfriend crawls on top of him, long legs straddling his waist. Kaoru looks up at him. This is nothing out of the ordinary, Rei sleeps on top of him all of the time but the way his hand rubs circles against the bare skin of his chest, sneaking further and further into his shirt tells him this might end up elsewhere.
With a swift dip, Rei begins to nuzzle into the man’s neck, his nose tickling the base and burying himself within. His breaths are hot against his skin, mouth open but unmoving against his jugular as a long inhale is taken in followed by what could be described as nothing else but a moan.
“Kaoru, you smell so nice…” Tender kisses are placed on his neck now, more so in abundance gathered in one spot on the juncture between his shoulder and neck— the place just so happens to be where he rubbed in his cologne at.
It’s flustering to have the man sniffing so intently at his skin like this. Rei used to claim he could smell his blood and how yummy it would be to drink it but this time, it felt as though he might end up being genuinely devoured by the mock vampire.
Those sultry red eyes gaze down at him with a certain sort of heat within them, eyes fallen half way as an index finger traces one of the buttons of Kaoru’s shirt and skillfully takes it from the slot that holds it, exposing more and more of his chest.
“Play with me…” comes out the croon of that seductively rich voice.
What follows after that activation phrase is a foggy memory.
Rei’s tongue ends up pressed against his own, sloppily filling every corner of his mouth while his hips push down against the bulge filling Kaoru’s slacks. The taste of wine is prominent on his tongue and lips, though Kaoru can’t tell if it’s the fermented drink that makes the kiss so intoxicating or how his boyfriend consistently pushes his tongue past the opening of his mouth, their moans blending into one. Maybe Rei had more to drink than Kaoru remembers, but it’s hard to think about anything more than that ass brushing persistently on his erection as Kaoru’s hands feverishly grasp at each cheek to help guide the movements, squeezing whatever he can into his palms.
The heat trapped between their bodies and within his clothes is growing more and more unbearable by the second and Rei seems to agree with this fact, his hands fumble around with Kaoru’s belt, trying to take the tail from the loops but struggles as he hiccups. Staying grounded in the situation is a herculean task, striving to sober up in any form he can but his mind is swimming, and the pleasure is a soft lullaby to keep him in the sloshed state.
Those whimpers spill with no effort from Rei’s lips, cloaked by Kaoru’s own mouth as saliva builds between their lips, slipping down his chin as he gasps for air; every breath he tries to take, Rei is quick to steal it away, leaving him breathless until he slides his lips down, licking up a trail of spit, pawing desperately at his shirt. “Why’re ya wearin’ so much?”
Kaoru tries to break away from the kiss to respond but Rei keeps impelling back at him. The way he attaches to him while drunk has always been endearing, to die by suffocation of too much Rei is ideal. He speaks against his mouth as Rei bites at his lower lip and sucks on it, evoking a shiver from him as he tries to keep his eyes from rolling around in his head. His vision is a bit hazy. “I‘m just wearing a shirt and pants?”
“That qualifies as too… much,”
Kaoru groans, “You’re being too shameless, aren’t you? Have you always gotten this slutty when drunk?”
Rei smiles, not taking any offense to the minor degrading. “Perhaps. But you looked so delectable showered in the light of the moon… and work really has built up more stress than that of which is ideal… Come now, touch me more.”
The other guides his hands from his ass to his chest while giggling with a few hitches in his breathing, and Kaoru doesn’t need any more instruction than that.
“God, I love your tits…” Kaoru sounds more enamoured with them than intended, practically salivating as his fingers go beyond the silky fabric of his blouse to feel up his breasts. The tips of digits gently massage into the tissue, thumbs rubbing half circles back and forth along smooth skin. His hands then slip down to the bottom of his pectorals to cup each one into a single hand, trying to push whatever little flesh he can up, pressing them together as Kaoru whines.
Rei’s skin is so soft, supple… Kaoru takes care of himself, as well, Izumi has helped him improve his skincare routine greatly but the way Rei’s body feels is always indescribable. Kaoru squeezes him in his palms, shamelessly fondling Rei. His eyes don’t leave his chest not once, Kaoru knows Rei is probably making the cutest face, he can hear it in the incessant whines that flood from him as Kaoru toys with his breasts.
He makes quick work to undo the buttons of Rei’s shirt, messily discarding it somewhere in his room. Kaoru smiles, rather gleefully at that.
“Oh? You smile like a highschool boy seeing a woman’s bosom for the first time,” Rei’s eyebrows are raised teasingly, wiggling with his cheeks flushed and breaths heavy, those crimson eyes are dark with nothing short of unadulterated lust.
A shrug is given in response, Kaoru is thankful for the alcohol in his system, he might’ve been embarrassed otherwise— maybe . “My boyfriend’s got the best tits in the whole Ensemble Square, am I supposed to look indifferent?”
“Perhaps not. Itsuki might have me beat,” The reply comes tinged with melancholy, as though his partner is mourning placing second in the ‘Best Tits’ competition.
Kaoru makes a low noise, thinking about it for a little too long. Not because he’s vividly comparing the two— no, he’s thinking about what a tease Rei used to be. A lopsided smile comes to his lips while he thinks about how their old unit uniforms’ neck dipped very low, allowing Kaoru to peruse that collarbone and chest line.
“Nah, I don’t think so.”
“Hey,” Rei sounds rather serious, narrowing his eyes at Kaoru before sharply accusing him. “You were just picturing my best friend’s bosom! And smiling over such a thing as well, shall I phone Kagehira? I fathom there be a chance he comes swinging at you with a shovel then bury you with the murder weapon.”
The bold statement elicits a panicked squeak and Kaoru’s head kicks into motion before his mouth, rapidly shaking as his jaw hangs open. “What— No! I never even paid attention to Itsuki’s— to his—! I only ever looked at yours, really, y’know?!”
“If me and him were in the same room shirtless, where would you wander to first?”
Is he seriously asking this?!
“You’re being ridiculous, Rei.” Kaoru crosses his arms with a huff. “I could be in a room with a million shirtless gravure models and my eyes would not even glance down for a single second until they spotted this beautiful face— and rack— carefully crafted by Kichijoten.”
Kaoru defends his own honor, cupping his boyfriend’s cheeks and pulling him into a sweet kiss briefly… and then watches Rei’s features go smug as he shrugs without a care in the world.
“I know. I just wanted to hear you saying it.” he coos, pinching Kaoru’s cheek.
Lithe fingers go immediately to the silver metal that adorns perky buds, earning him a noise from Rei at the sudden touching. It’s supposed to be a form of rebuttal for making Kaoru worry he upset his boyfriend. Rei tends to be a good actor and he falls for the bit every time. Yet he ends up rewarding him.
“This might be the best decision you’ve ever made,”
“Better than courting you?”
Kaoru opens his mouth. If he says yes to that, he’s definitely getting a sulky boyfriend and with him being drunk, this could get cut short. But fuck, it just might be even better than that. It’s just too easy to toy with him, the sounds he kindles from messing with the metal is just too good. They may not be as sensitive as they were when the piercings were healing, but Rei has always had a rather delicate chest. It most certainly proved to be an erogenous zone so even if time has passed and they’re healed, Rei still squirms so deliciously beneath him when Kaoru starts messing with the piercings.
His pants get to feeling more uncomfortable by the second with how hard he’s getting. Kaoru just whines in utter impatience, leaning up to bury his face into Rei’s sternum and mouth placing wet, open mouth kisses on his chest while tweaking roughly at the piercing with one hand while the second fondles his other pec gently. He can feel the other’s nipples slowly hardening beneath the pad of his thumb, perking up fully for him.
“We should try nipple clamps someday.”
The sudden statement seems to make Rei laugh, and it lasts long enough to make Kaoru join in with him. Their intoxication is obvious in that moment with how they wobble and hold each other for some form of support.
“Stop…! Wait, I’m being serious,” Kaoru manages to choke out between breaths, “It would be kind of hot?”
“I didn’t know you were that deep into BDSM… Have I tarnished my good boy? I thought we would only do stuff like tying up,”
Kaoru hums then shrugs. “I’m always down to experiment, you know this.”
Before his boyfriend can answer, Kaoru enacts his revenge for Rei’s teases, getting much rougher with how he rubs at his nipples. He shifts beneath Rei, trying to figure out how they are to proceed into the next part as he grinds up against him as some form of hint of what he needs.
Rei agrees with the sentiment, that’s how he reads the movements of his body with how he keeps dragging himself back and forth along Kaoru’s thigh. Kaoru’s tongue peeks out to start licking along the piercing; slow, long stripes move up the metal and he relishes in how his boyfriend shudders from the teasing tongue that tortures the rod, looping around it and applying pressure with his tongue.
The actions force more trembling from Rei, his body twitches on top of him, unsteady breaths leaving in huffs and pressing more into Kaoru, hands desperately grabbing at the cloth of Kaoru’s shirt. The blonde’s hands skim along the bare skin of the other’s spine, scouring the smooth plane until it reaches the top, taking a hold of the back of his neck to gain a little control of the thrashing.
Hips do not pause for a second, growing in intensity the moment Kaoru dedicates himself to sucking at nipples, not allowing Rei a moment of peace as he puts his tongue to work. The suction of his mouth and the teasing of his tongue appears to put Rei into a state of utter euphoria if his noises are anything to go off of. He can feel it steadily swelling in his mouth.
Rei pets his hair, panting and nodding along. “Keep sucking… Just like that, a–ah…”
Kaoru swears… if he could, he would milk Rei of any drop he could from his bosom.
The thought brings elation and disappointment as he starts to gently nibble at the skin around the bud, trying to work the man up further before biting down directly onto his nipple. Kaoru needs to speed things up, that’s what his inebriated mind tells him and so, he ends up discarding Rei’s pants and briefs just as fast as he discarded his shirt. He fumbles around for the bottle of lube somewhere in their drawer. One would suspect they’d make it more easy to access with how heated they get during sex, and one of them always ends up fumbling around in the drawer for a good minute or two just to find the stupidly small tube.
Once located, he squeezes a good amount onto his fingers before flicking his eyes up to Rei, “You want to keep going?”
“God please… Yes, give it to me. Do not spend too long…”
Those orders are easy to comply with, fingers rubbing over the hole to lather it in some of the lubricant before slipping two fingers in instead of tormenting Rei with just one. He knows Rei can handle starting out with two; Kaoru doesn’t doubt he could probably take three for his first go but he sticks with just one most of the time.
Kaoru clamps his lips back onto his nipple, sealing onto the perky bud and letting his tongue flick it around while his fingers stretch the darked haired man out. He buries his fingers as deep as they can go, trying to subtly let them glide along the walls in search of something special.
“L–love when you stretch me like this… Want more… Give me more fingers…”
Rei is too distracted to realize the plan brewing, moaning up a little storm at the sensation of having his tits sucked on along with long fingers stuffed within him. Kaoru can feel Rei’s erection fully pressed up against the midst of his abdomen in this position and he considers using his one free hand to jerk him off to really throw him in for a loop but decides against it.
The way he played with him now, he already proved to be sensitive in this area. “You think you can come untouched just from me sucking on your chest and fingering you?”
That sounds like a threat coming from Kaoru, Rei can read the thoughts that followed that sentence and does not score a chance at a reply before Kaoru is tugging again at his piercings, blowing cool air along the nipple slathered in his saliva. A shiver climbs up his boyfriend’s body, toes curling from the frigid air and then suddenly whimpering in alarm as Kaoru’s fingers curl in a certain area.
“K–Kaoru, wait a second…” Rei murmurs, his walls clamping around those two fingers but Kaoru shushes him gently.
“Shh… It’s okay, just… go with it.” Pads play with his insides while he goes back to work on his teat, lips closing again over the other nipple but in a more unkempt way this time around, kissing at the sea of fat and muscle that expands around it.
His fingers abuse that sensitive area inside his hole, waves of shock going through Rei’s body as he raises his hips up a little in order to get those fingers away from him but Kaoru follows suit, giving a warning slap to his inner thigh then a hard tug to his other piercing. It’s not gentle at all, it hurts in a way that sears the area after Kaoru releases it.
Continuing his small punishment for the runaway attempt, he keeps tugging at the metal, pulling outwards as far as his nipple will go then releasing it. This goes on while Kaoru is nibbling away at the nipple in his mouth, harshly sucking while muffled grunts and groans vibrate against Rei’s chest, the blonde’s eyes falling close as he keeps on slurping at the abundance of meat, twirling that piercing around with his wet muscle.
All the sensations overwhelm Rei in the worst way possible, Kaoru can tell he’s fighting off the instinct to give in and come all over the two of them but Kaoru also refuses to cave in. Slim fingers dig deeper, skillful in the pursuit of finishing off his boyfriend, sliding in the third finger finally.
Using the tip of his middle finger, he massages his prostate, stimulating it as much as he can while trying to thrust his other fingers upwards, slipping and sliding along lubricated walls. The task takes a lot of coordination. Luckily for Kaoru, he plays the guitar and the positioning of his fingers reminds him of the finger placements for the D Major chord.
Within a few seconds, Rei keels over, his body quivers as a small shrieking sounds dissolves into a whiny, wanton moan, pretty pearls of white bead the slit of Rei’s cock before longer spurts come spouting out the tip like a faucet. It gets on the two of them as predicted but Kaoru doesn’t mind, he gets to moving his fingers to help Rei ride the wave outwards and attempting to nurse at the nonexistent milk that lays trapped in Rei’s mammary glands.
Rei pushes his head away in a fluster, chest huffing and heaving.
“Mm, you’re so pretty when you make those noises.” Kaoru murmurs against his skin, taking the time to lay his tongue flat against the nipple that suffered from barely any attention. He likes to give both of Rei’s girls a good amount of that Kaoru loving.
Rei cannot seem to handle much more, pivoting himself, expression anticipating and eager while his hands steadily work Kaoru’s pants to undo the zipper. Expecting his pants to be pushed away, it comes as a surprise when Rei only slips him from his slacks and already begins to climb atop of his body to align the tip to his hole.
A finger goes up as his mouth opens to speak. The room is already burning hot, if his clothes stay on, he’ll definitely pass out from heat stroke or that of the sorts.
“Well, wait, can we—”
Not a second of time is wasted, Rei is making the slow, agonizing descent onto his cock, lips slowly spreading into a smile as his chin points downwards to watch the scene, biting his lip to contain whatever joys Kaoru’s dick may bless upon him. His fate is sealed, but the warmth that envelopes him is a fitting coffin, one that Kaoru can’t quite bring himself to mind.
When he instinctively ruts upwards, a hand is swift in motion to press down against the bones of his pelvis.
“I do not want you to move quite yet… Can you do that for me, my sweet boy? You can be good for me, correct?”
The demand only forces another whine from Kaoru, trying to still his hips. The idol pants hotly into Rei’s mouth. It’s too much, they’ve shortened their foreplay more than half of what it usually is and Kaoru’s flesh craves for nothing but to melt into a puddle beneath Rei. Half of him is grateful for the teasing pace set, glad that Rei has decided to torture him by taking his time in letting his hole swallow the throbbing length.
“That’s my good boy,” Rei praises him sweetly, letting those wet walls slide further down. “You are so doing so well… even if you are shaking like a puppy,”
His breaths come out shaky. Rei is just so unbelievably tight, he needs those pauses, elsewise he fears he might prematurely release. This alcohol proves to be no help whatsoever, corrupting his perseverance into nothing, leaving only a speck of dust behind. There is not any desire for any act to be set into motion, wanting to spare himself the humiliation that will follow for who knows how many weeks.
But god, he needs to slam himself so deep inside of Rei that he’ll feel it with every step he takes tomorrow.
“ Please ,” Kaoru gasps out, tips of his fingers digging into the sheets that cover their bed, the feeling genuinely suffocating for him. “Move, move please, Rei.”
“My, my… Begging so soon. So cute when you gasp like that…” His boyfriend giggles, swaying from side to side then pushing his rear end harder into Kaoru’s lap, the tip as deep as it can get into the man in this angle. “You really are a needy little one, are you not?”
“Yes. I’m so needy. I need you, Rei. I need to feel you. I don’t care, just need to feel you riding me. Please, please move. Move… move, move, move…!”
“Patience. I am not fond of desperate dogs. Especially those who bark so rudely at their owner.”
The blonde’s body is tense, looking up at Rei with pleading eyes, a look that must be entertaining with how amusement dances along Rei’s face. Trained hips grind downwards, a steady but lazy pace kept up as he drags out each motion, Kaoru’s face screwed inwards with pain, fingers twitch to grab that slim waist and take him.
Rei continues to stretch himself out, languidly gyrating himself on top of Kaoru. It’s difficult to assess whether the wine is more in control rather than the man teasing him into submission. The way his rear draws sloppy circles round and round, rubbing Kaoru’s cock against lubed up cavern, a long groan leaves when his erection hits a good spot inside of Rei.
“Oh how I have been waiting nearly two weeks for this. Ah, and you dared to attempt to put me to bed without tiring me out first? Mm…” Rei lifts himself up slightly, enough to make Kaoru hopeful but not enough to stimulate much when he sinks back down again, “Naughty boy.”
So this is a punishment. He’s being punished for trying not to have sex with Rei? His lower eyelid twitches at the reveal. The one date night where Kaoru tries to be a romantic gentleman and have a nice evening that doesn’t end in crazy, wild sex. Despite the building frustration, the thought relieves him at the same time. Rei taunts him with no avail for his perversions but Kaoru now sees it.
Rei is a bigger pervert than he is.
“Say thank you…” The other idol grabs his cheeks, gazing deep into his eyes to unlock whatever answers dark hues may hold within them. “Grovel and show your appreciation for letting you fuck me. Perhaps then I might show a bit of benevolence and go faster,”
Hesitation comes not even as a concept for Kaoru’s body, enamored by his gorgeous boyfriend and willing to do whatever pleases him. If he told him to bark, he would do it before the command is finished. “Thank you, Rei. I am so lucky to be able to have you ride me… To be inside you is a blessing, you feel too good around me… Thank you… Thank you. I’m sorry for being impatient… Just love filling you up…”
Such genuine praise reaps a moan from Rei’s lips, gloss smeared across his skin. “Good… Good boy, Kaoru.”
Anticipation creeps along and Kaoru assumes he can move with no consequence now, at least in theory. Those nimble hands keep him pinned to the bed as Rei lifts himself up and down, freely pumping himself full of Kaoru’s cock now. Rei’s head tilts back, gaze stuck on the ceiling as those beautiful lashes fall shut, throat singing a symphony of pleasure as he bounces, thighs quivering with each drop. Those hands glued to his lower abdomen grip the fabric that covers it, Kaoru can see his knuckles whitening.
“Yes…” he hisses, dissolving into a low rumble in his ribcage. “Good boy, let Rei use you a little, yes? You don’t mind that… You like being my little pet.”
Those words are ones Kaoru holds no qualms with. Pleasuring Rei in itself is a reward, and it’s a thing so sacred to Kaoru he would discard any form of elation away just to make his boyfriend cum. That’s his job, serving Rei to the sweetest ends, his pleasure above all… Most of the time, anyway.
“I love being your little pet… Use me as you wish, my body is yours, my soul is yours, my heart… my mind…”
The mattress dips and gives way to the motions of Rei’s riding, the man continues to push up, rising from his calves then dropping down with a wet plap and a loud squelch to follow. The springs in their bed groan as the other speeds up, thrusting his hips down over and over on Kaoru, whose eyes are wide, hands hovering awkwardly in the air over Rei’s waist. Sometimes, he is dumbfounded by the talent that is Rei Sakuma and can do nothing but watch in amazement while his dick gets swallowed and stimulated to thrills unknown.
The place of interest should be watching how that hole takes him, every inch managing to fit within but Kaoru’s eyes take not a single glance away from Rei’s face in this instance. The other’s tongue won’t stop licking at his own lips, swollen and glistening from the saliva slathered on them. He continuously tries to gather any drool that threatens to slide past abused lips, bitten far too many times to the point the skin is breaking.
The sight alone arouses enough excitement, mouth dry as though he’s been eating on cotton. His cock throbs harder, tight heat wrapping further around him to provide delicious pressures along his length. Rei’s thighs shake, straining with much effort but the man pushes through it to keep going, addicted to the how deep he plunges Kaoru into himself and practically riding him like a sex toy built just for him. Kaoru hits all the right spots, he can tell from how Rei’s body will jump a little when his ass meets Kaoru’s thighs. It’s a subtle lurch at first but with each meeting, it blooms further.
“Closer… I need you closer,” Rei’s words are nearly incomprehensible, a muddled mess of whining and elongated syllables. His movements aren’t animalistic in the sense of roughness, but in the sense of the utter desperation that comes with heat, fast and untimed.
Kaoru grunts, hand resting on his boyfriend’s hip to encourage his movements but also keep him steady. “I’m inside you, we can’t get much closer…” he mumbles, bucking his hips up in a way that makes them both keen.
After getting a good look at Rei, it dawns upon him that the former dominance has slipped away during his time riding. Somehow, he lost power over the situation whilst fucking himself on Kaoru’s cock. This elicits a smirk from his lips, and Kaoru purrs out.
“Yeah, I’m real deep inside you,” he thrusts his hips up a few more times, instantly taking the opportunity to seize control from beneath Rei before he can come back from his submissive mindspace, nestling his cock further into those walls clinging around him. Rei’s body twists helplessly, instinctively moving his ass up as he did previously in an attempt to escape that feeling but Kaoru forces him right back down, making sure that Rei gets every single bit inside him and sits on it, “You feel that, baby?”
Rei shakes his head and chokes out a cry, “‘S a lot of cock… Might be too much…” That lower lip juts out subtly, trembling.
“Thought you wanted closer?” A fist reaches out for the long silver chain draped between Rei’s breasts, “Don't you wanna feel your lover in every part of you? Bet you wish I could fuck you so hard you’d feel it in your stomach, huh. You want that?”
Without realizing, Rei moves his hand to his stomach as his eyes grow glossy and distant. The lack of an answer does not fly beneath the radar, however, because that chain gets a very swift yank, Rei’s body following the motion by force.
“Do you want that?” Every word is punctuated with a rough ram.
“I wa— I-I… I'm sorry. I wanna feel you that deeply…” he sputters out in response, it looks as though his mind is whirling with how his eyebrows pinch together, lips twitching.
Kaoru tuts beneath his breath, guiding Rei’s body by pulling at the chain to direct him to come down and rest along his chest. There is no need for force, Rei is all too compliant in the task, his chest pressing up against Kaoru’s, looking up at him with that dumb, dazed expression.
Yet, there will be no rest for the wicked, but that’s something Rei never wanted in the first place, exhilarated by how Kaoru propels into the space provided for him. Rei had gone from bouncing like a sinner working towards Hell to just making way for the blonde to grab on his hips like handles and make him ride at the pace he desires, cock shifting around while Kaoru attempts to find a good angle to attack Rei at.
The moment he finds what strokes hit the best on his beloved princess, the ones that make him do those adorable little squeaks, the ones that make him crumble and tremor as his hands grab at Kaoru’s shoulders— he refuses to relent on the pace. The way Rei unfolds is as joyous as a ball of yarn unraveling until it is nothing but a piece of string, weak to every advance but so ready for all that Kaoru comes to offer, scrambling to soak up all the pleasure as a sponge.
“You’re nothing but a mindless slut on a leash. I could bend you over and you’d just let me… Hell, I could do anything and you’d take it .” he chuckles lightly, hips getting faster. The alcohol interferes with his flow but Rei remains unbothered by the falters, sloppily moving along with Kaoru the more he talks.
“But…” Kaoru sighs softly, “Your face is rather cute. I want to see the way it contorts… I want to see you drool all over yourself so I don’t want to flip you over.”
He kisses at Rei’s cheeks gently, lips pressing tiny pecks into tear stained skin, “I’m taking good care of you, right? Even though you’re a thoughtless little thing, I won’t let that bother me cause I’m just so nice… Pretty boys like you don’t need to think, that’s what I’m here for… To guide you. Don’t think about a thing…”
Rei hiccups and nods, clinging softly to Kaoru’s frame. He’s stopped moving his hips with Kaoru, only the occasional roll downwards in attempt to put in a little effort but he’s given up who knows how long ago, Kaoru can’t exactly recall. He’s fine with doing all the work, it makes way for Kaoru to do whatever he pleases with the ever pliant vessel.
“How cute… Hold onto me, baby… That’s right, just keep clinging to me.”
The chain stays wrapped around his fingers, keeping Rei’s body melded against own. He feels every single movement Rei does as he rolls his hips upwards. No room is left for his boyfriend to even consider moving away, body jolting with every single buck offered upwards, rocking his pelvis upwards to wedge his length further into that gluttonous hole. He doesn’t move roughly at all, he wants Rei to feel all that he can, feel that slow drag along clenched walls all while restricting his movements with the newfound leash, no allowance for Rei to escape away from the senses that drown him.
And when the man tries to, he’s greeted by the repercussion of a hard jerk of the chain.
It’s unbearably hot in the room, both picturesque and physical. At least for Kaoru that is— who is still stuck in his dress clothes from the evening while the other gets to be fully naked. Admittedly that is sexy. It’s a good idea for some humiliation in the future. The cloth sticks to his frame, soaked in sweat as his fingers dig into the tender flesh of Rei’s waist, sliding to his back to force him to stay puzzled against the plane of his body.
This angle could be better, Kaoru’s mind is in a state of disarray but it seeks out more . The feeling sticks around and only furthers his frustrations of being unable to do what he has in mind. He wants to hit Rei deeper, the pace set currently is too… soft.
Soft is never bad, of course. The drunken haze just craves something more intense. So he rolls the two of them over so they’re on their sides, Rei making some small protests but Kaoru quiets him with another haul of the leash. This proves to be helpful within taming Rei when he gets disobedient, he might have to incorporate it more into their future play sessions.
Kaoru dips a hand to place his finger beneath Rei’s thigh, holding the underside to gently lift his leg upwards. The gentle touch proves to be nothing more than a facade considering how he immediately rams upwards into the other man, who squeals out loudly, hands flying to grab at anything he can. He misses the mattress and ends up gripping the edge of their nightstand, a bottle of water falling to the floor as Kaoru fucks up into his tight, wet hole.
In a state of delirium from both the wine and pleasure, Rei sobs out as he’s continuously stuffed full. Kaoru tries to find his rhythm again, attempting to reset himself by listening to how the headboard hits the wall and trying to maintain that pace that causes it to beat the half every half second; a music sheet that consists of nothing but single quavers only.
“P-pu…” The word gets stuck in Rei’s throat, the rest of the sentence hangs in the air on mute but Kaoru understands, slipping the knot another notch to tow Rei backwards, the metal that loops his neck now restricts his breathing ever so slightly. The idea is scary for Kaoru in a way that eats at the back of his mind though he tries to push through it. They have safety precautions, of course, but usually it’s discussed beforehand and using jewelry as a makeshift leash does not seem like a sound practice.
“Greedy little slut. Always asking for more from me. What do I get in return?” Kaoru’s cock curves along the ridges of Rei’s heated walls, fitting perfectly within him now, not a shred of resistance left to offer. The thigh is forced higher, weaseling out that flexibility from his boyfriend. “Huh?”
A swift slap is given to Rei’s cheek followed by a cull of the chain, choking the man. “What do I get in return?”
No reply ever comes much to Kaoru’s surprise, he expected something snappy along the lines that Rei’s body itself is the gift, his very presence is the reward. Nonetheless… All he gets in return to his question is just an arch of the spine, nails raking into the wood of the stand while hot tears spill down his cheeks, gasping for air as his mouth opens to scream but they’re soundless. Red hues are lodged in the back of his head but the smile on his face is unmistakable.
Finally a loud cry makes its way out, “I-I don’t know! I don’t know…! I’m sorry, Kaoru…! Please just keep fucking me… even if I have nothing to offer, even if my body grows out of your liking, just keep fucking me until I’m completely ruined,” Rei’s whole body is quaking with inconceivable levels of pure bliss, Kaoru glances down quickly after it dawns upon him what exactly was happening to Rei. In his drunken state, he forgot the telltale signs of his boyfriend’s climax, so he gets to watch in amazement as white ribbon spurts from the weeping tip of his cock, “Ruin me… please just keep ruining me…!”
Kaoru almost has to stop. This is the wonders of intoxication and sexual desire. There have been far too many moments in this session where he’s almost cum but that call in particular came too close. His strokes get faster, no longer caring to pull off any sort of rhythm, hips slamming up harshly as Rei’s leg is placed almost by the side of his head now.
“So fucking perfect… You’re too slutty for your own good, you know that? You’re not even thinking when you say these things, they just come so naturally out of that lewd mouth of yours. That’s how I know you were made for nothing else but for me to use and breed ,” Kaoru growls in excitement, pummeling the poor man into the bed. The entire wooden frame creaks, loudly warning the pair of impending breakage if they don’t settle but Kaoru doesn’t care.
Rei keeps mewling, squirming and writhing as his prostate is abused over and over, Kaoru no longer aims to reach the far corners within him, he aims to overstimulate Rei. He wants to test his word, he wants to make a gorgeous mess out of him. “I-I can’t—! This feeling…!”
“You told me to ruin you, be a good little princess and endure it, m’kay?” His angle changes again to further split him open, causing Rei to yelp out, head turning to bury into the pillow as his fingers reach out to grab the edge of the fluff. The man is literally wailing out Kaoru’s name as he takes every ram of Kaoru’s cock, tears streaking down his cheeks in a race against all else.
“My beautiful boy,” His hand remained on that thigh, using it to move Rei, considering the man can no longer do it himself. He pulls him back into every single plunge, propelling the man’s body forward by the sheer force of his hips only to cruelly bring him back, cycling through this motion. “You look so pretty right now…”
Rei glances at him, eyes glazed over and red from all the tears that have fallen, black strands sticking to every part of his skin it touches, body sprawled out atop of light sheets. He is also pouting a little, so Kaoru delivers a quick kiss to the side of his head.
“I’m close, don’t sulk… Are you really gonna cum twice and pout at me trying to get off?” Rei’s face drops, looking embarrassed when put into perspective. “Exactly, so just keep enduring.”
Soon, his hips stutter and wobble, falling from the consistent hits, no longer able to stave off the coil that curls in his gut. Kaoru digs his fingers deep into the flesh of his thigh as he lets out some needy whimpers, shoving himself desperately into the pits of Rei at hard, clumsy pace before burying himself as far as he can go. His other hand pulls as hard as he can on the impromptu leash, listening to the choked babbles of the man he’s fucked into complete ruins before pausing and white stars splash his vision, every noise dies in his throat, jaw dropped and leaving his mouth agape.
His entire body twitches as he fills Rei to the very brim, lube and cum drips down the smooth skin of his inner thighs. The feeling of being pumped full of hot seed is enough to invoke yet another orgasm from Rei. A few more pumps is all Kaoru can offer, riding out his high for as long as he can before it gets too much for him. He watches the whole froth up with white, cream all over his dick as he gets in a few more gentle thrusts. With a pathetic grunt, Kaoru pulls out, head smushed into the shoulder of Rei.
Kaoru is about to close his eyes and tap out, his body reckons he stays awake to at least check on Rei and make sure he’s okay and do just a bit of after care before he passes out on his boyfriend. His throat is sore, and when he tries to speak it’s a clutter of words that are certainly not in any dictionary of any language. However, destitute hands grab at his shirt after time slips away, Kaoru is unsure of how long he had been fighting to be a proper boyfriend before the yanking of cloth begins. Kaoru’s head is woozy, and he’s beyond incoherent so he does not exactly process what is happening before he feels a hand cupping his softening cock.
“A-another?” Kaoru manages to croak out, gulping down the lump in his throat. Rei looks ten times more fucked out than he does, so how does he have twice the energy he does? “We can really save that for the morning… right?”
Rei just licks his lips, a devilish smile befalling ethereal countenance, spine curving inwards, ass lifted into the air as he moves on the prowl, scouring the purchase that is Kaoru’s upper body. “Aw, can little Kaoru not handle long nights? It is during this time, the Undead is meant to thrive~,”
As his boyfriend licks a long stripe along the side of his face, collecting drops of sweat on the way up, a mental note forms itself within the membrane of his brain:
Do not let Rei drink too much. Unless Kaoru wants to have a round for every glass he downed.