[Foiled again by Goro Akechi and his whore mouth, smfh.
Ren feels like he can't possibly look away as Akechi teases him, takes his time unpacking the last piece of him he had yet to lay hands on. From the first time he saw his delicate hands at work, arranging a cue at billiards, the way when he concentrated he would ever-so-slightly bite at his lip, Ren has imagined what this would feel like. Every movement makes the fingers on the back of Akechi's head twitch in his hair, like he's holding himself back from shaking apart in the first minute of contact. Ren wants to let Akechi have his show, his moment, but fuck, he wants to fist his hands into his hair and thrust down his throat and feel him moan around his cock--
He holds out until Akechi pulls off from the head again, and he slips a thrust of his hips forward, a whine dragging from his throat.]
F-Fuck, you've. You've thought about this.
[God. Akechi's thought about this maybe as much as he has, and that's even hotter. His hand tightens in the other boy's hair, not quite enough to pull, but enough to prove he is barely holding together.]
[He's thought of his more than Akechi would ever be willing to admit.]
Going to cum already, Amamiya?
[Akechi huffs pulling back then, breathing out against Ren's glistening cockhead, left soaking from all of his attention, the warm puff of air huffing against his sensitive flesh.]
Pathetic.
[Ren may be trembling into pieces in front of him, but there's no missing the heat of Akechi's smirk aimed upwards as he grins up at the other boy, delicately tucking some loose hair behind his ear before his eyes finally flutter close and he fits his mouth right over the tip of Ren's dick. He makes a show of moaning around that fat, leaking head, making absolutely certain that the other boy can feel the vibrations of his groaning all of the way up his spine. And it's only when he's sure he's winning that Akechi tips forward just to draw Ren partially into his mouth.
And it feels good considering it's the first time he's ever touched a dick before, the weight of one on his tongue, the taste that seems so distinctly Ren. Akechi moans the whole time, curling his tongue around the underside of Ren's cock, unable to pretend this isn't getting him off just as much.]
[Ren has known there is something deeply, deeply wrong with what he finds hot for a very long time, but hearing Akechi insult him with a slightly breathless tone makes his cock twitch in a way he knows would betray any lie he tried to tell. Only Goro Akechi could suck his head, call him names, and make Ren want to tell him to keep doing it or he won't cum. Fuck. When did he get like this?
He's certain he looks dazed as he meets Akechi's eyes again, but he can't possibly think of anything to say as his mouth wraps around his dick and he feels the vibrations of the moan coming from the other boy. Ren feels a bit like he's going to die, cum, or have a heart attack, and if he had the mental fortitude to worry about it he'd be concerned about all three happening simultaneously. As it stands, his resolve is barely hanging on, and when it all comes together- when Akechi seems here and willing and needy, he can't stop himself. Ren grips Akechi's hair tight and rolls his hips forward to thrust into his mouth, his head tilting back with eyes half-lidded as he tries to memorize every second of this.]
Fuck, fuck, Goro, you feel so good, you're perfect, please, don't stop--
[It's hard to tell whether it's Ren thrusting deeper into his mouth that causes the older boy to sputter and choke around his dick or if it's just Akechi's utter shock at hearing his first name fall out of the other teen's mouth.
Either way, Ren begs him not to stop but Akechi has no choice but to plant both of his hands at the other's hips and hold him down, just long enough that he can catch his breath, a curl of embarrassment in the way his gaze finally tears away. A part of him wants to comment, to come up with some witty little taunt about Ren using that name with him, but by the time his breathing comes easier again, the other boy's dick is calling to him to finish the job, so that's precisely what he's going to do.]
You're such a show off.
[Ignoring the ridiculous fluttering in his chest and how wet he's gotten just from sucking Ren's stupid, giant dick, Akechi licks the head of it right back into his mouth, angling his head to better take him inside, forcing his throat to go relaxed.
There is no doubt about it: Goro Akechi will beat him at sex.]
[Akechi pushes back and Ren whines until he realizes he might have actually hurt the other boy, and then goes very, very still. Ren moves the hand in his hair to gently pet Akechi's head, a soft and gentle movement that doesn't quite match the rest of the scene-- but it's still loving, still precious. Thankfully, Akechi recovers quickly, and Ren can't help the smile on his lips when he speaks again.]
You put on an incredible show.
[He's breathless, even more so when Akechi returns to him, and the grip to his hair returns, leaning a bit back so he can move as he needs.]
I'm-- I won't last much longer, if you-- go at it again. I'll try to tell you.
[If getting to cum is losing, Ren is slamming the 'let me lose' button right now. God, please let him lose, he's going to go fucking insane.]
[It's a show of affection that Akechi isn't entirely ready for in the middle of display of pure want, the fingers sliding through his hair, the fondness that Ren can't fully keep off of his face. He doesn't entirely know how to respond in the face of such undeniable love, so Akechi brushes it off and puts his everything into making this boy cum his brains out.
His warm tongue laps at the head of Ren's dick, curling around it, leaving the other boy just throbbing with need when he pulls away to flutter his lashes up at this handsome, tortured, pleading boy.]
So cum.
[There's a turn of the older boy's head to peck a messy little kiss to Ren's trembling thigh, watching him from the floor. But then he's pushing against Ren's hips hard, pinning him in place as he sinks right back over his dick again, sucking around him, lips stretched wide. From there, there's no hesitation before he begins bobbing back and forth, taking as much of Ren's cock as he possibly can back into his throat, letting his warm mouth and his tight throat take over as he focuses on moving, mouth a hot, wet seal around him.]
[If he had the ability to cum on demand, he would have right at that moment, just because Akechi said so. As it stands, he goes for it with everything he's got, and Ren's ability to hold himself together is at an all-time low. He never thought-- never let himself dream-- this is something that could happen, and now having it in his eyes, under his hands, Akechi's wet fucking mouth while he moans like a whore as if this was his true purpose and Ren's cock has given him meaning--]
Ggh-- I-- G-Goro, fuck, coming, coming, I'm--
[Whatever restraint Ren had melts away as his orgasm hits, pushing hips against hands as he rocks into the warmth of Akechi's mouth, cock emptying into the other boy's throat with gasps and moans from the depths of Ren's chest. This feels like the hardest he's ever gotten off, and no fantasy will ever compare again to even the memory of this moment, to what's happening right now. He thinks he could die happy, but also, he wants to live more than he ever has if only for the possibility of getting more of this. More of him. More of anything Akechi's ever willing to give.
He holds himself up a few moments after his orgasm dies down, little spurts of cum still leaking from his cock, and if/when Akechi pulls back he just falls backwards onto the bed with his arms outstretched on either side. For a few moments, it's just the sound of rough breathing and the sight of Ren's chest slowly heaving up and down.
Damn, Akechi, you fucking killed his ass.]
That... that can't be the first time you've ever done that.
[Amateur he may be, is it any surprise to know that Goro Akechi's devoted just as much time to study and practice fellatio as he has at all of the other hobbies in his life? This isn't a boy who goes into anything without having near perfected it. Even if that means a lot of time spent sucking off various phallic-shaped fruits and vegetables in his apartment kitchen, thank you very much.
The only thing he couldn't quite prepare for was the fucking size of Ren's dick or just how immediately his mouth fills with the other boy's seed, so Ren climaxes with a groan that leaves Akechi's cunt dripping, before he's making a total mess of his own face, cum and drool spilling over his kiss-swollen lips and down his chin, onto his bare chest.
Letting Ren's cock spring out of his mouth with a lewd POP, he tips his head back to swallow the rest of his cum, giving the other boy the view of his throat working as he takes all of it down. It's only when his mouth is empty that his tongue peeks out from between his bruised lips, licking around them for any leftover mess, that Akechi reaches for the other's shirt on the floor to wipe his chin with.]
Surprised? [His voice is raw from the abuse, but the sound just makes Akechi look all the more smug there on the floor.] I don't do anything half-assed, Amamiya. You would do well to take a page out of my book.
[Even though he's just come, being able to see Akechi swallow and hear the roughness in his voice is so fucking attractive Ren thinks he could get hard again in a second. He pulls himself up, sliding off the edge of the bed to join the other boy on the floor, looking dazed but incredibly happy.]
So... you thought enough about sucking me off that you studied.
[Yes, he's teasing about this, because it's fucking funny. And yet, it doesn't stop the absolute affection in his touches as he helps fix some of Akechi's hair, wiping any remaining cum or spit from his chin with a tender, loving touch. Just looking at Akechi makes Ren lean forward and kiss him on the forehead, like it's the only way he can release some of the desire to touch and kiss him stupid.]
I mean... I don't think I've done the technical research you have. But, since you haven't gotten off yet... I think I could help with that.
Tch - [And maybe it's ridiculous, how much pinker the older boy goes under those sweet, affectionate touches than he does at outright sucking Ren's dick, but there you go. That's trauma, baby.] You didn't seem to have any complaints about my rigorous studying five seconds ago.
[But Ren is naked and beautiful and looking especially touchable right in front of him, so maybe Akechi allows himself to tip in closer towards the other's body, enough that their bodies brush together when he cups the Ren's jaw, pressing a lopsided kiss at the corner of his mouth. Ren must taste himself on Akechi and something about that knowledge is just startlingly hot.]
You do owe me for that stunning performance. But I'm hardly going to let you eat me out on your dirty floor.
[Akechi leans towards him and Ren is insatiable, one hand on his back and the other on his thigh as their faces draw close. The other boy may get one kiss in, but Ren presses back, a litany of pecks across Akechi's jaw, up his cheek, and towards his forehead. He wants-- no, needs-- to make him feel as good as he just made Ren feel. It's only right.
(And maybe better, but, you know. Who's to say. It's not a contest.)
(It is a contest.)]
You put yourself on the floor. C'mon.
[And in one swift, bold, stupid movement, Ren slides his feet under him, puts one hand under Akechi's armpit and the other wrapped around the leg he was holding and tries to lift him like a disgruntled cat. It's...not an ideal position for either of them, but thankfully for them both, all Ren has to do is get them maybe two feet up and then down again. So with all the grace of a breaching whale, Ren flings the both of them at least halfway onto the waiting bed, landing by Akechi's side and laughing the entire time.]
Not going to help me out at all?
[He says, as if he isn't already feeling around on Akechi's hips trying to determine how to remove his pants.]
[(It absolutely is a contest and they both know it.)]
Ugh, must you be so clingy.
[But for once in all of their association, Akechi isn't pushing Ren away to keep him at length, instead allowing the attention to be showered over him, even if his face is twisted into the most ridiculous scowl of all time. Because maybe it does feel just as good as Ren intends it to, this open fondness between them, how easily this new closeness comes, even with their inexperience.
Maybe it should be terrifying when nothing in Akechi's life has ever been this easy, but it's Ren. And that means more than the older boy's willing to put into words. Their connection goes beyond all of this physicality. It's always been so much more than that.
Great, now he's the one who sounds lame as fuck.
Thankfully, Ren provides the perfect distraction - attempting to scoop up Akechi in his arms. And it isn't pretty, but he also isn't strangling the older boy again, so mission accomplished. He's just going to splay attractively there on Ren's bed and not help him in the slightest.]
[For all of Akechi's posturing, Ren knows he's enjoying this, because otherwise he'd be flat on his ass and likely unconscious. And even though he's technically already been knocked there by the other boy in the last 10 minutes (in a very different way than fighting), he's intending not to immediately cave a second time. The only thing Ren has thought about more than Akechi's mouth around his cock are the noises he's capable of making when that voice is clear, and that is exactly what he intends to do.
So Akechi starts posturing, and Ren just gives him a sly little grin.]
Well, if you're going to be like that...
[He shuffles down, grabs Akechi by the hips, and centers him right underneath Ren.]
I'll just have to do whatever I want to you.
[And with that, he presses his bare chest against Akechi's, capturing his mouth in another kiss. One hand is keeping him braced, but the other is already working on the older boy's pants, finding any ties or snaps to wiggle them down off his hips.]
[How dare that self-satisfied little grin do things to Akechi.
But before he can even snap back and let loose another string of unnecessarily mean commentary, Ren's grabbing him by the hips and lowering all of his completely bare form down on top of Akechi while he seeks out the older boy's mouth for another searing, passionate, hungry kiss. The press of Ren against him like this - their flat, naked chests touching, the other boy's softening cock pressed to Akechi's clothed thigh, the weight of his body - it feels better than he imagined, the idea of just being enveloped so completely by Ren.
For all of the elaborate lacing of his vest, Akechi's pants are much more simple, a few ties similar to Ren's that simply need to be loosened in order to be slid off of his hips. As promised, he makes no attempt to help Ren out on this one.]
There's that unearned confidence of yours. All of that hesitation earlier was beginning to get rather irritating. I much prefer you like this. Makes it all the better when I crush you.
[As long as he's not actively hindering, Ren can handle this. It helps that Akechi stops struggling as soon as their lips lock and he presses his weight down onto the other boy, giving a pressure between them that already feels perfect and warm. Once he's got the first tie, Ren breaks the kiss to move down to Akechi's neck and collarbone, pulling the other tie so he can rest on his legs and move the other boy's pants off his hips. It's a lot easier now to shuffle backwards, kiss his way down Akechi's chest while he shifts the fabric out of the way.]
No, no, I know. You don't want to catch me actually caring about you.
[Right after he speaks, he latches down on one of Akechi's nipples with a sudden bite to ensure he'll take a second coming back with a retort. He takes his time, circling his tongue around the hardening nub, letting his hands move slowly across Akechi's hips and just around his legs, not quite going past the hem of his underwear yet.]
Akechi's mouth is already opening to respond when Ren latches onto his nipple with a playful bite, meaning there is no hiding the sputtering little groan that slips from the older boy's mouth as his head falls backwards into the mattress.]
F-fucker. [But also, that scrape of teeth over his skin feels incredible. There's just something about Ren Amamiya licking and sucking at his flat chest that makes Akechi burn up inside. In retaliation, a hand slips up to curl into Ren's hair, twisting hard but still allowing him all the access he wants to Akechi's chest.] Playing dirty, I see.
[The fingers just darting politely over his briefs are so torturously close to where Akechi wants to be touched.]
[Damn right he's learning. This is what you get for provoking him, Akechi.
Every moment Akechi loses even the slightest bit of composure, Ren knows he's winning and it only wants to make him get exponentially worse. His hands move again, brushing along the hem under his belly button and resting with each thumb on his hip bone, pressing in little circles in a slow, intentional rhythm. Meanwhile, Ren is slowly making his way down, revisiting different marks he left on Akechi's chest earlier as he takes his time towards his belly button. And when he gets there, that's when he'll look up and catch Akechi's eyes, his own just visible through dark curls.]
Hurry it up to what, exactly? Unless you're going to ask for what you want.
[Just to drive the point home, he places a kiss right at the hem, biting gently at the edge so it lifts just a moment before it snaps back onto his skin. God, he can fucking smell him from here, and it's intoxicating. Ren knows Akechi wants it, and he intends to make him beg.]
[Ren is being a little shit and he's fully aware of it.]
You asshole-!
[Akechi's been dripping with need ever since first getting his hands on Ren's stupid dick, leaving a spot on his briefs that's just fully soaked through, the smell of his arousal obvious even from where the older boy is laying. So at all of Ren's teasing, that slap of a waistband right back down into his skin with zero payoff is exactly Akechi's final straw.
His fingers twist hard into those pretty curls and Akechi sits up just enough to yank Ren's head back.]
If you don't eat me out right now, Ren, I will rip your dick off and keep it as a trophy on my wall!
[Ren can't help the way his mouth splits into a grin as Akechi pulls his head up, taking the time to let his tongue dart out to wet his lips, catching the bottom one on his way back in with his teeth. Oh, revenge is sweet. This is what you get for calling his cock pathetic earlier, Akechi.]
Y'know, you're supposed to be nice when you want someone to do something for you.
[But as a show of... well, something resembling goodwill, one of his hands slides to the inside of Akechi's thigh and presses in to the wet stain with two fingers, starting into a terribly slow turn of his wrist.]
[Well, to Akechi's credit, he was actually calling Ren himself pathetic, not his cock. His cock is the most annoyingly opposite of pathetic there is.
And unfortunately, as insufferable as Ren is acting in this moment, that press of two fingers up against Akechi's clothed cunt is enough to have the boy sucking in a sharp breath through his teeth, the slightest tremble of his thighs. Just that pressure right where he wants it feels good, and if Akechi were feeling more generous, he could easily hold Ren's hand still and grind into his palm just like this until he cums.
But he refuses to make it that easy for either of them.
Which is precisely why while Ren is distracted with teasing him, Akechi hooks his legs around the other boy and uses the full of his own weight to flip their positions, which puts the older boy's cunt pressed down right over Ren's face.]
You want me to beg for it, Joker? No, I don't think I will. [And to prove his point, Akechi's absolutely grinding down over the other boy's mouth.] You'd much rather I use you to get off, wouldn't you?
Ren can tell what's about to happen about a half second before it happens as Akechi's legs hit his back, which unfortunately for him is not nearly enough time to stop it. The best he can do is make sure he lands flat and holds on tight to the other boy's hips, which as it turns out is exactly where Akechi wants him. And to be fair-- well, fuck, it's not a bad place to be, especially with the idea that's now been presented of him being held down and used for Akechi's pleasure until he's satisfied. His shifts his hips, feeling his cock against his thigh and giving a little roll as he settles. Well, that's somehow not a surprise.
In the meantime, though, Ren chuckles just a bit, Akechi's underwear doing very little to block the warm breath so close to his lips.]
Hm. Impatient.
[But still, there are things he wants too, so his hands find Akechi's hips again and hook on the edges of his underwear to pull it down towards his knees. Hopefully Akechi will have the presence to take it the rest of the way off, or at least bend his leg to make it possible, but that's not really his objective at the moment. Before he can give Akechi the chance to complain another time, he pulls the other boy's hips forward and latches his mouth around his clit, running his tongue up the bottom to create suction between that and his lips with a satisfied hum.]
[It takes some wiggling to slip his underwear down his long legs, especially without losing his lovely new seat, but Akechi manages to pull one leg free before Ren clamps onto his clit and all memory of anything else quickly vanishes from his head.
For all of his posturing, Akechi's as much of a lame virgin as Ren is, only ever knowing the touch of his own hand, and even then, he'd had so much more important things on his mind than getting off. But as Ren seemed to always do, he crashed into Akechi's life and made him come alive with want, so the fact that very boy is between his legs now, sucking on his clit? There's just no pretending he's above all of this. Not now.]
R-Ren!- [Spoken with a full body shudder, thighs squeezing close over Ren's head.] Just like that. Fuck! Don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop!
[To be fair to Akechi, Ren never had much impetus into finding a partner or anything before he came to Tokyo- sure, he took care of himself, but the sort of person Ren was before his encounter with Shido was very, very different in his trust and confidence of other people. Besides, no one seemed to really click. There was always... something, in the way, that he couldn't place. He didn't realize at the time it was him.
Besides, it's better now to think this is the first memory he gets to have of a partner, of someone so encompassing he could lose himself in him without even needing the new, sexual aspect of their relationship. This is just the best bonus he could imagine. Ren's hands settle on Akechi's hips and he presses into the other boy's cunt like a man willing to drown. It's so easy to slip between Akechi's lips and roll his clit on his tongue like a hard candy, delicate but firm, and wet in a way that makes every motion of his jaw sound absolutely filthy. Even as he shifts, he opens his mouth wider and dips his tongue lower to lick a line through the labia, and moves just a bit down as he explores with his tongue towards the other man's hole. Oh, he is going to make him scream with this one. He can't wait to hear it.
Meanwhile-- not that Akechi is likely paying attention, but if he happens to look-- Ren's cock is absolutely hardening again between his legs, even without being touched. Akechi just has that effect on him-- or certainly, the noises he's making are. It's not his fault everything about Goro Akechi is insanely hot and the man owns his dick. That's just how it be sometimes.]
[Ren is, as always, too fucking good at everything he does.
Even with the weight of Akechi settled over him, Ren takes to his cunt like he needs it to breathe, sealing his mouth over the other's swollen clit and sending jolts of quivering pleasure through every inch of him. Later on, Akechi would never be able to fully describe just how this feels, but in this moment, this is the most alive he's ever felt outside of the metaverse. In a sense, it's just like slaughtering through shadows, Akechi is left panting for breath as his muscles tremble from exertion, but everything else about him feels so much lighter than he's ever remembered feeling before.
Not that he'll ever say as much to Ren.]
F-fuck. You feel so good beneath me. Right where you've always belonged, Ren. Putting that annoying mouth of yours to good use eating out my cunt. Fuck, I knew how badly you wanted me before. Bet I could've gotten you on your knees worshipping me in a safe room if I wanted. Would you have liked that, Joker? Bending me over the table-
[Akechi feels so fucking wet, surely dripping all over the other boy's face as he dives in with enthusiasm, warm tongue sliding through slick folds before it dips inside of him and the older boy's whole body tenses as Akechi practically howls above Ren.]
[This is possibly the best day of his life. Maybe the best moment of his life. Every movement of his tongue makes Akechi shake, and there is no hiding his reactions now to anything Ren can do. It's the kind of immediate feedback he rarely gets from Akechi without reading every subtle moment of his eyes, or a tap of a finger, not-- not the other man almost screaming as he curls his tongue inside him, Ren moaning along in time. Fuck, this is hot. Fuck, he's pretty sure he's hard again. Fuck, if this is what he does to his tongue, what's he going to sound like on his cock--
Ren groans at the very thought, the words reaching him but he is so unwilling to stop that he can't respond. Instead, he'll go on feedback, shifting his head a bit upwards to fixate back on Akechi's clit. He wonders idly what Akechi would even do with a cock- how he'd lose it if Ren couldn't fit everything in his mouth. This is better.
In the meantime, he presses his mouth down over his clit, rumbling in another moan through his teeth and pulling one of his hands underneath. It's easy enough to feel and rub his hand up against Akechi's entrance, pick up some of the slick there that's coating his thighs and Ren's face, and press one finger wet and slow inside. He is going to make this boy cum harder than he's ever cum before, and he is going to be so, so fucking satisfied about it until the end of time.]
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Ren feels like he can't possibly look away as Akechi teases him, takes his time unpacking the last piece of him he had yet to lay hands on. From the first time he saw his delicate hands at work, arranging a cue at billiards, the way when he concentrated he would ever-so-slightly bite at his lip, Ren has imagined what this would feel like. Every movement makes the fingers on the back of Akechi's head twitch in his hair, like he's holding himself back from shaking apart in the first minute of contact. Ren wants to let Akechi have his show, his moment, but fuck, he wants to fist his hands into his hair and thrust down his throat and feel him moan around his cock--
He holds out until Akechi pulls off from the head again, and he slips a thrust of his hips forward, a whine dragging from his throat.]
F-Fuck, you've. You've thought about this.
[God. Akechi's thought about this maybe as much as he has, and that's even hotter. His hand tightens in the other boy's hair, not quite enough to pull, but enough to prove he is barely holding together.]
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Going to cum already, Amamiya?
[Akechi huffs pulling back then, breathing out against Ren's glistening cockhead, left soaking from all of his attention, the warm puff of air huffing against his sensitive flesh.]
Pathetic.
[Ren may be trembling into pieces in front of him, but there's no missing the heat of Akechi's smirk aimed upwards as he grins up at the other boy, delicately tucking some loose hair behind his ear before his eyes finally flutter close and he fits his mouth right over the tip of Ren's dick. He makes a show of moaning around that fat, leaking head, making absolutely certain that the other boy can feel the vibrations of his groaning all of the way up his spine. And it's only when he's sure he's winning that Akechi tips forward just to draw Ren partially into his mouth.
And it feels good considering it's the first time he's ever touched a dick before, the weight of one on his tongue, the taste that seems so distinctly Ren. Akechi moans the whole time, curling his tongue around the underside of Ren's cock, unable to pretend this isn't getting him off just as much.]
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He's certain he looks dazed as he meets Akechi's eyes again, but he can't possibly think of anything to say as his mouth wraps around his dick and he feels the vibrations of the moan coming from the other boy. Ren feels a bit like he's going to die, cum, or have a heart attack, and if he had the mental fortitude to worry about it he'd be concerned about all three happening simultaneously. As it stands, his resolve is barely hanging on, and when it all comes together- when Akechi seems here and willing and needy, he can't stop himself. Ren grips Akechi's hair tight and rolls his hips forward to thrust into his mouth, his head tilting back with eyes half-lidded as he tries to memorize every second of this.]
Fuck, fuck, Goro, you feel so good, you're perfect, please, don't stop--
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Either way, Ren begs him not to stop but Akechi has no choice but to plant both of his hands at the other's hips and hold him down, just long enough that he can catch his breath, a curl of embarrassment in the way his gaze finally tears away. A part of him wants to comment, to come up with some witty little taunt about Ren using that name with him, but by the time his breathing comes easier again, the other boy's dick is calling to him to finish the job, so that's precisely what he's going to do.]
You're such a show off.
[Ignoring the ridiculous fluttering in his chest and how wet he's gotten just from sucking Ren's stupid, giant dick, Akechi licks the head of it right back into his mouth, angling his head to better take him inside, forcing his throat to go relaxed.
There is no doubt about it: Goro Akechi will beat him at sex.]
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You put on an incredible show.
[He's breathless, even more so when Akechi returns to him, and the grip to his hair returns, leaning a bit back so he can move as he needs.]
I'm-- I won't last much longer, if you-- go at it again. I'll try to tell you.
[If getting to cum is losing, Ren is slamming the 'let me lose' button right now. God, please let him lose, he's going to go fucking insane.]
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His warm tongue laps at the head of Ren's dick, curling around it, leaving the other boy just throbbing with need when he pulls away to flutter his lashes up at this handsome, tortured, pleading boy.]
So cum.
[There's a turn of the older boy's head to peck a messy little kiss to Ren's trembling thigh, watching him from the floor. But then he's pushing against Ren's hips hard, pinning him in place as he sinks right back over his dick again, sucking around him, lips stretched wide. From there, there's no hesitation before he begins bobbing back and forth, taking as much of Ren's cock as he possibly can back into his throat, letting his warm mouth and his tight throat take over as he focuses on moving, mouth a hot, wet seal around him.]
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Ggh-- I-- G-Goro, fuck, coming, coming, I'm--
[Whatever restraint Ren had melts away as his orgasm hits, pushing hips against hands as he rocks into the warmth of Akechi's mouth, cock emptying into the other boy's throat with gasps and moans from the depths of Ren's chest. This feels like the hardest he's ever gotten off, and no fantasy will ever compare again to even the memory of this moment, to what's happening right now. He thinks he could die happy, but also, he wants to live more than he ever has if only for the possibility of getting more of this. More of him. More of anything Akechi's ever willing to give.
He holds himself up a few moments after his orgasm dies down, little spurts of cum still leaking from his cock, and if/when Akechi pulls back he just falls backwards onto the bed with his arms outstretched on either side. For a few moments, it's just the sound of rough breathing and the sight of Ren's chest slowly heaving up and down.
Damn, Akechi, you fucking killed his ass.]
That... that can't be the first time you've ever done that.
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The only thing he couldn't quite prepare for was the fucking size of Ren's dick or just how immediately his mouth fills with the other boy's seed, so Ren climaxes with a groan that leaves Akechi's cunt dripping, before he's making a total mess of his own face, cum and drool spilling over his kiss-swollen lips and down his chin, onto his bare chest.
Letting Ren's cock spring out of his mouth with a lewd POP, he tips his head back to swallow the rest of his cum, giving the other boy the view of his throat working as he takes all of it down. It's only when his mouth is empty that his tongue peeks out from between his bruised lips, licking around them for any leftover mess, that Akechi reaches for the other's shirt on the floor to wipe his chin with.]
Surprised? [His voice is raw from the abuse, but the sound just makes Akechi look all the more smug there on the floor.] I don't do anything half-assed, Amamiya. You would do well to take a page out of my book.
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So... you thought enough about sucking me off that you studied.
[Yes, he's teasing about this, because it's fucking funny. And yet, it doesn't stop the absolute affection in his touches as he helps fix some of Akechi's hair, wiping any remaining cum or spit from his chin with a tender, loving touch. Just looking at Akechi makes Ren lean forward and kiss him on the forehead, like it's the only way he can release some of the desire to touch and kiss him stupid.]
I mean... I don't think I've done the technical research you have. But, since you haven't gotten off yet... I think I could help with that.
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Tch - [And maybe it's ridiculous, how much pinker the older boy goes under those sweet, affectionate touches than he does at outright sucking Ren's dick, but there you go. That's trauma, baby.] You didn't seem to have any complaints about my rigorous studying five seconds ago.
[But Ren is naked and beautiful and looking especially touchable right in front of him, so maybe Akechi allows himself to tip in closer towards the other's body, enough that their bodies brush together when he cups the Ren's jaw, pressing a lopsided kiss at the corner of his mouth. Ren must taste himself on Akechi and something about that knowledge is just startlingly hot.]
You do owe me for that stunning performance. But I'm hardly going to let you eat me out on your dirty floor.
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(And maybe better, but, you know. Who's to say. It's not a contest.)
(It is a contest.)]
You put yourself on the floor. C'mon.
[And in one swift, bold, stupid movement, Ren slides his feet under him, puts one hand under Akechi's armpit and the other wrapped around the leg he was holding and tries to lift him like a disgruntled cat. It's...not an ideal position for either of them, but thankfully for them both, all Ren has to do is get them maybe two feet up and then down again. So with all the grace of a breaching whale, Ren flings the both of them at least halfway onto the waiting bed, landing by Akechi's side and laughing the entire time.]
Not going to help me out at all?
[He says, as if he isn't already feeling around on Akechi's hips trying to determine how to remove his pants.]
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Ugh, must you be so clingy.
[But for once in all of their association, Akechi isn't pushing Ren away to keep him at length, instead allowing the attention to be showered over him, even if his face is twisted into the most ridiculous scowl of all time. Because maybe it does feel just as good as Ren intends it to, this open fondness between them, how easily this new closeness comes, even with their inexperience.
Maybe it should be terrifying when nothing in Akechi's life has ever been this easy, but it's Ren. And that means more than the older boy's willing to put into words. Their connection goes beyond all of this physicality. It's always been so much more than that.
Great, now he's the one who sounds lame as fuck.
Thankfully, Ren provides the perfect distraction - attempting to scoop up Akechi in his arms. And it isn't pretty, but he also isn't strangling the older boy again, so mission accomplished. He's just going to splay attractively there on Ren's bed and not help him in the slightest.]
What, having trouble already?
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So Akechi starts posturing, and Ren just gives him a sly little grin.]
Well, if you're going to be like that...
[He shuffles down, grabs Akechi by the hips, and centers him right underneath Ren.]
I'll just have to do whatever I want to you.
[And with that, he presses his bare chest against Akechi's, capturing his mouth in another kiss. One hand is keeping him braced, but the other is already working on the older boy's pants, finding any ties or snaps to wiggle them down off his hips.]
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But before he can even snap back and let loose another string of unnecessarily mean commentary, Ren's grabbing him by the hips and lowering all of his completely bare form down on top of Akechi while he seeks out the older boy's mouth for another searing, passionate, hungry kiss. The press of Ren against him like this - their flat, naked chests touching, the other boy's softening cock pressed to Akechi's clothed thigh, the weight of his body - it feels better than he imagined, the idea of just being enveloped so completely by Ren.
For all of the elaborate lacing of his vest, Akechi's pants are much more simple, a few ties similar to Ren's that simply need to be loosened in order to be slid off of his hips. As promised, he makes no attempt to help Ren out on this one.]
There's that unearned confidence of yours. All of that hesitation earlier was beginning to get rather irritating. I much prefer you like this. Makes it all the better when I crush you.
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No, no, I know. You don't want to catch me actually caring about you.
[Right after he speaks, he latches down on one of Akechi's nipples with a sudden bite to ensure he'll take a second coming back with a retort. He takes his time, circling his tongue around the hardening nub, letting his hands move slowly across Akechi's hips and just around his legs, not quite going past the hem of his underwear yet.]
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Akechi's mouth is already opening to respond when Ren latches onto his nipple with a playful bite, meaning there is no hiding the sputtering little groan that slips from the older boy's mouth as his head falls backwards into the mattress.]
F-fucker. [But also, that scrape of teeth over his skin feels incredible. There's just something about Ren Amamiya licking and sucking at his flat chest that makes Akechi burn up inside. In retaliation, a hand slips up to curl into Ren's hair, twisting hard but still allowing him all the access he wants to Akechi's chest.] Playing dirty, I see.
[The fingers just darting politely over his briefs are so torturously close to where Akechi wants to be touched.]
Hurry it up, will you? I don't have all day.
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Every moment Akechi loses even the slightest bit of composure, Ren knows he's winning and it only wants to make him get exponentially worse. His hands move again, brushing along the hem under his belly button and resting with each thumb on his hip bone, pressing in little circles in a slow, intentional rhythm. Meanwhile, Ren is slowly making his way down, revisiting different marks he left on Akechi's chest earlier as he takes his time towards his belly button. And when he gets there, that's when he'll look up and catch Akechi's eyes, his own just visible through dark curls.]
Hurry it up to what, exactly? Unless you're going to ask for what you want.
[Just to drive the point home, he places a kiss right at the hem, biting gently at the edge so it lifts just a moment before it snaps back onto his skin. God, he can fucking smell him from here, and it's intoxicating. Ren knows Akechi wants it, and he intends to make him beg.]
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You asshole-!
[Akechi's been dripping with need ever since first getting his hands on Ren's stupid dick, leaving a spot on his briefs that's just fully soaked through, the smell of his arousal obvious even from where the older boy is laying. So at all of Ren's teasing, that slap of a waistband right back down into his skin with zero payoff is exactly Akechi's final straw.
His fingers twist hard into those pretty curls and Akechi sits up just enough to yank Ren's head back.]
If you don't eat me out right now, Ren, I will rip your dick off and keep it as a trophy on my wall!
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Y'know, you're supposed to be nice when you want someone to do something for you.
[But as a show of... well, something resembling goodwill, one of his hands slides to the inside of Akechi's thigh and presses in to the wet stain with two fingers, starting into a terribly slow turn of his wrist.]
Want to try again? Nicely, this time.
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And unfortunately, as insufferable as Ren is acting in this moment, that press of two fingers up against Akechi's clothed cunt is enough to have the boy sucking in a sharp breath through his teeth, the slightest tremble of his thighs. Just that pressure right where he wants it feels good, and if Akechi were feeling more generous, he could easily hold Ren's hand still and grind into his palm just like this until he cums.
But he refuses to make it that easy for either of them.
Which is precisely why while Ren is distracted with teasing him, Akechi hooks his legs around the other boy and uses the full of his own weight to flip their positions, which puts the older boy's cunt pressed down right over Ren's face.]
You want me to beg for it, Joker? No, I don't think I will. [And to prove his point, Akechi's absolutely grinding down over the other boy's mouth.] You'd much rather I use you to get off, wouldn't you?
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Ren can tell what's about to happen about a half second before it happens as Akechi's legs hit his back, which unfortunately for him is not nearly enough time to stop it. The best he can do is make sure he lands flat and holds on tight to the other boy's hips, which as it turns out is exactly where Akechi wants him. And to be fair-- well, fuck, it's not a bad place to be, especially with the idea that's now been presented of him being held down and used for Akechi's pleasure until he's satisfied. His shifts his hips, feeling his cock against his thigh and giving a little roll as he settles. Well, that's somehow not a surprise.
In the meantime, though, Ren chuckles just a bit, Akechi's underwear doing very little to block the warm breath so close to his lips.]
Hm. Impatient.
[But still, there are things he wants too, so his hands find Akechi's hips again and hook on the edges of his underwear to pull it down towards his knees. Hopefully Akechi will have the presence to take it the rest of the way off, or at least bend his leg to make it possible, but that's not really his objective at the moment. Before he can give Akechi the chance to complain another time, he pulls the other boy's hips forward and latches his mouth around his clit, running his tongue up the bottom to create suction between that and his lips with a satisfied hum.]
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For all of his posturing, Akechi's as much of a lame virgin as Ren is, only ever knowing the touch of his own hand, and even then, he'd had so much more important things on his mind than getting off. But as Ren seemed to always do, he crashed into Akechi's life and made him come alive with want, so the fact that very boy is between his legs now, sucking on his clit? There's just no pretending he's above all of this. Not now.]
R-Ren!- [Spoken with a full body shudder, thighs squeezing close over Ren's head.] Just like that. Fuck! Don't stop. Don't you dare fucking stop!
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Besides, it's better now to think this is the first memory he gets to have of a partner, of someone so encompassing he could lose himself in him without even needing the new, sexual aspect of their relationship. This is just the best bonus he could imagine. Ren's hands settle on Akechi's hips and he presses into the other boy's cunt like a man willing to drown. It's so easy to slip between Akechi's lips and roll his clit on his tongue like a hard candy, delicate but firm, and wet in a way that makes every motion of his jaw sound absolutely filthy. Even as he shifts, he opens his mouth wider and dips his tongue lower to lick a line through the labia, and moves just a bit down as he explores with his tongue towards the other man's hole. Oh, he is going to make him scream with this one. He can't wait to hear it.
Meanwhile-- not that Akechi is likely paying attention, but if he happens to look-- Ren's cock is absolutely hardening again between his legs, even without being touched. Akechi just has that effect on him-- or certainly, the noises he's making are. It's not his fault everything about Goro Akechi is insanely hot and the man owns his dick. That's just how it be sometimes.]
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Even with the weight of Akechi settled over him, Ren takes to his cunt like he needs it to breathe, sealing his mouth over the other's swollen clit and sending jolts of quivering pleasure through every inch of him. Later on, Akechi would never be able to fully describe just how this feels, but in this moment, this is the most alive he's ever felt outside of the metaverse. In a sense, it's just like slaughtering through shadows, Akechi is left panting for breath as his muscles tremble from exertion, but everything else about him feels so much lighter than he's ever remembered feeling before.
Not that he'll ever say as much to Ren.]
F-fuck. You feel so good beneath me. Right where you've always belonged, Ren. Putting that annoying mouth of yours to good use eating out my cunt. Fuck, I knew how badly you wanted me before. Bet I could've gotten you on your knees worshipping me in a safe room if I wanted. Would you have liked that, Joker? Bending me over the table-
[Akechi feels so fucking wet, surely dripping all over the other boy's face as he dives in with enthusiasm, warm tongue sliding through slick folds before it dips inside of him and the older boy's whole body tenses as Akechi practically howls above Ren.]
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Ren groans at the very thought, the words reaching him but he is so unwilling to stop that he can't respond. Instead, he'll go on feedback, shifting his head a bit upwards to fixate back on Akechi's clit. He wonders idly what Akechi would even do with a cock- how he'd lose it if Ren couldn't fit everything in his mouth. This is better.
In the meantime, he presses his mouth down over his clit, rumbling in another moan through his teeth and pulling one of his hands underneath. It's easy enough to feel and rub his hand up against Akechi's entrance, pick up some of the slick there that's coating his thighs and Ren's face, and press one finger wet and slow inside. He is going to make this boy cum harder than he's ever cum before, and he is going to be so, so fucking satisfied about it until the end of time.]
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cw: mention of noncon fantasy
cw: more noncon fantasy
cw: above continued, these boys are freaks
that's liable to continue i feel like
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