But Ren keeps Akechi from pulling away, instead grasping for the older boy as if he's afraid he'll just suddenly slip through his fingers, and it's maybe seeing the panic that blooms behind Ren's eyes that suddenly connects just what is happening for Akechi.
Oh. Well, that fear won't do, will it?
So instead of yanking himself free and making a whole display out of his hurt feelings, Akechi steps closer again, his finger hooking beneath Ren's chin, tipping the other boy's head up so that he can close the distance to kiss him. It's softer this time, not as ravenous or desperate, no show of teeth and tongues, just a slow, gentle press of their mouths together, one that lingers until they simply have to part to breathe again.]
Knock it off. I've wanted you long before we ever arrived here, so get it out of your mind that I'm being forced or tricked or that any part of me doesn't want this. It is my own decision, using the agency I was long denied. This is my choice.
[And with his serious expression not cracking in the slightest, he scowls back at Ren, continuing,]
The moment passes, thankfully, as Akechi doesn't leave-- believes him, even, in a way Ren thanks whatever lucky star he has for. Instead, their lips meet again in something soft, even sweet, and Ren doesn't let go of his grip the entire time.
Instead, Akechi gets to see the passion in Ren's expression as he speaks. The absolute love that can't be held back anymore here pressed together in the quiet, the validation of months of interaction where they both severely questioned it's reality. The hands-over-hands on billiard shots, the bump in their elbows between arcade games, the back-and-forth movements in the Metaverse almost like a waltz, first formal, then wild. Every barely-there look, brush of hair, hands on a shoulder or fingers barely pressing--
And it's real. It's all real. It has been real, and is real now.
Ren has exactly enough self control not to cry about it, and instead nod.]
Okay. I-- I believe you.
[He reluctantly releases Akechi so there's even a little space between them, mostly because he knows this can't actually happen if he doesn't remove his hips from being plastered on Ren's chest. So he lets Akechi step back and he stands, starting to fiddle with the ties on the side of his pants to loosen them.]
Do I... do you want me to take my shirt off, or...?
[There. Ren's been so glaringly obvious in his own feelings for some time, it's about time that Akechi gave him even the slightest glimpse into his own. It's not quite the full extent of his affections, it doesn't dare delve into the unshakeable passion Akechi feels for him, into the resolute loyalty he's never held for anyone until Ren, but it's a promise in it's own way.
Whatever happens here, Akechi isn't going to just disappear from Ren's life. Not just yet. Whatever time they have in this place, they'll have together.
Even if that beam of deep affection from Ren nearly bowls Akechi over with it's sheer intensity, the older boy takes every ounce of the love and tenderness and adoration in the other's expression before he's kneeling right between his legs, already batting Ren's hands out of the way to replace them with his own.]
You're so damn annoying. Stop questioning yourself. I'm hardly interested in a man who needs me to answer simple questions for him. [The ties of his pants are deftly untangled and pulled apart, leaving just enough room for Akechi to slide them down Ren's hips, leaving only his briefs in the way.] I've said I wanted you. I'm about to suck your dick. How much more encouraging do you need?
[Ren very hurriedly removes his hands as Akechi comes in with deft fingers and smooth hands, and he gets distracted from the everything for a second just that he's here and this is happening before he snaps himself back into reality. There is no time for daydreaming now, not when the thing he's been dreaming about is happening- or at least one of the ways he's daydreamed this.]
Don't think I'm that annoying if you're this persistent.
[But if he spends too much time getting into the back-and-forth he'll psych himself out, so instead he pushes toe to heel at his boots while he hooks a thumb on the waistline of his underwear, and steps out of all of them into a heap to the side. It's an odd type of exposure, standing anywhere in only a shirt, especially with his dick now on full display. Ren knows Akechi has seen him before- they were at the bathhouse together, of course- but he's a good bit bigger when he's turned on, and god, does he feel almost embarrassingly hard right now. At this point, Ren just decides to go for it, and pulls his shirt over his head just to have something to do before he's standing there looking down at Akechi and biting his lip so he doesn't say anything really, really stupid.]
[But Ren goes quiet and Akechi can guess exactly why that is, the other boy letting his own nerves jumble around inside of him. Still, anxious or not, Ren doesn't make an idiot of himself just standing there doing nothing, instead he pushes into movement and Akechi couldn't be more smug to see the boy so quick to follow orders.
(Nevermind the orders were basically 'don't wait for my orders'.)
Knelt there in front of Ren, a hand pressed to the other boy's knee for balance, Akechi gets to watch the way he confidently slips out of his underwear and pants before quickly moving to his shirt, leaving himself fully exposed there in his dorm room. Immediately, there's some stupid quip or complaint or tease on the tip of Akechi's tongue, but it dies the moment Ren's hard dick springs free.
He's stupidly large for a boy with such a skinny frame. Where was all of this cock hidden while they were at the bathhouse together???]
[The shock on Akechi's face shifts into immediate exasperation, even as he's face-to-head with Ren's stupid giant dick.]
This is just obscene, you asshole.
[But there he is, shifting on his knees before a bare hand is coming to wrap around the shaft, giving it one slow experimental stroke, just to feel the true size of it in his hand. It's heavier than Akechi expected, warmer too, but that glide of skin-on-skin sets something aflame within the boy, that feeling of want blazing hotly between his own legs.]
I can't believe you're this fucking big. Who gave you the right?
[But that initial stroke turns into another, this time letting his hand slide over the tip, gathering the slick there just before spreading it all of the way to the base.]
Sit down, will you? You're going to poke out my eye.
[Whatever Ren expected to be said, it was Not That. He blinks once, obviously a bit in surprise, and looks between Akechi's face and his dick very quickly before resettling. Is it... that abnormal? He's never especially measured, but the average is around 7 inches, right? Maybe he's a bit bigger than that...
Oh. Wait. This isn't him being mad, Ren thinks. He's jealous.
He's snapped from it by the feeling of Akechi's hand on him, a shiver going through his entire body, and he almost sits himself down before Akechi even asks as his brain catches up. Fuck, how can someone else's hand feel so different and so fucking good? Unfortunately for Akechi, though, that bit of posturing on his end puts this into a better perspective. This is the same sort of push-and-pull they always have. And he's winning.
So the edge of Ren's mouth curls into a grin, and he sits, spreading his legs wider for Akechi to slot inside.]
Mm... maybe it's for you. I wouldn't want to disappoint and not fill you up, after all.
[Oh no, now he's got ideas, look at him. Ren reaches out, not pulling the other boy towards him, but gently carding a hand through his hair to rest near the back of his head.]
[Of course it's fucking jealousy. Once again, god's most special boy, Ren Amamiya, gets absolutely everything that Goro Akechi has ever wanted. The friends, the attention, the love, even the fucking cock. No amount of studying, of molding himself into the perfect boy, of surgery could ever give Akechi exactly what Ren simply has.
With no warning, Akechi's pinches that delicate skin of Ren's inner thigh. Hard.]
It even makes you sound stupider.
[But almost instantly after, Akechi is sliding closer between Ren's legs, his free hand sliding over the other's thigh.]
But if you need the proof for yourself, I'll show you just what I'm capable of.
[Without ever breaking eye contact, Akechi licks a hungry, wet stripe across the head of Ren's dick, taking his time. His warm tongue slides over the slit, curling around that fat head, before his hand slides down the shaft to curl at the base, stroking Ren while he lavishes attention at the tip.]
[He barely stops himself from the little yelp when Akechi decides to pinch at him, but recovers quickly. Still, whatever quip he may have had dies on his lips as he watches, enraptured, as Akechi begins to-- well, put his mouth where his words are. Ren's free hand curls into a fist on the top of the bed, the other in Akechi's hair forcibly not tightening nearly as much from the exact first second of contact. He has to stay normal about this. He has to stay so cool about this.
Except then his hand starts moving with his mouth and Ren knows Akechi can feel his cock leaking more pre-cum as a moan catches in his throat. Fuck, god damn, how did he get so lucky to be here. How did he get so fucking lucky.]
H--haah, alright. Challenge accepted.
[As if his dick isn't twitching with every subtle movement, as if he isn't consciously trying not to thrust in deeper, as if he isn't barely hanging on to his last shred of self control. Sure.]
[It's Goro Akechi and his whore mouth, of course he's going to win this.
Now that he's made certain the other boy's been stroked to fullness, his dick thick and long and just slightly curved in a way that leaves Akechi particularly ravenous, the hand that had been stroking over the shaft slips down so he can roll his fingers over the soft skin of Ren's balls instead. Above, he's still mouthing at the head of Ren's dick, refusing to take it fully into his mouth, but now pressing wet, messy kisses right over the slick tip.
It must be like agony, the way that Akechi takes his time opening his jaw and fitting his mouth over the tip, a brush of lips and a scrape of teeth before he's pulling away just to suck a kiss right under the head, swirling another agonizing lick up the throbbing shaft.
And the whole time his eyes have yet to break away from Ren's face, half-lidded, but focused, studying Ren's reaction to every single touch, the corner of his mouth stretched wide into a grin.
Ren isn't the only one to have fantasized about this moment.]
[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.]
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Date: 2025-03-06 04:31 am (UTC)From:But Ren keeps Akechi from pulling away, instead grasping for the older boy as if he's afraid he'll just suddenly slip through his fingers, and it's maybe seeing the panic that blooms behind Ren's eyes that suddenly connects just what is happening for Akechi.
Oh. Well, that fear won't do, will it?
So instead of yanking himself free and making a whole display out of his hurt feelings, Akechi steps closer again, his finger hooking beneath Ren's chin, tipping the other boy's head up so that he can close the distance to kiss him. It's softer this time, not as ravenous or desperate, no show of teeth and tongues, just a slow, gentle press of their mouths together, one that lingers until they simply have to part to breathe again.]
Knock it off. I've wanted you long before we ever arrived here, so get it out of your mind that I'm being forced or tricked or that any part of me doesn't want this. It is my own decision, using the agency I was long denied. This is my choice.
[And with his serious expression not cracking in the slightest, he scowls back at Ren, continuing,]
And I want to suck your dick.
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Date: 2025-03-06 05:00 am (UTC)From:The moment passes, thankfully, as Akechi doesn't leave-- believes him, even, in a way Ren thanks whatever lucky star he has for. Instead, their lips meet again in something soft, even sweet, and Ren doesn't let go of his grip the entire time.
Instead, Akechi gets to see the passion in Ren's expression as he speaks. The absolute love that can't be held back anymore here pressed together in the quiet, the validation of months of interaction where they both severely questioned it's reality. The hands-over-hands on billiard shots, the bump in their elbows between arcade games, the back-and-forth movements in the Metaverse almost like a waltz, first formal, then wild. Every barely-there look, brush of hair, hands on a shoulder or fingers barely pressing--
And it's real. It's all real. It has been real, and is real now.
Ren has exactly enough self control not to cry about it, and instead nod.]
Okay. I-- I believe you.
[He reluctantly releases Akechi so there's even a little space between them, mostly because he knows this can't actually happen if he doesn't remove his hips from being plastered on Ren's chest. So he lets Akechi step back and he stands, starting to fiddle with the ties on the side of his pants to loosen them.]
Do I... do you want me to take my shirt off, or...?
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Date: 2025-03-06 05:24 am (UTC)From:Whatever happens here, Akechi isn't going to just disappear from Ren's life. Not just yet. Whatever time they have in this place, they'll have together.
Even if that beam of deep affection from Ren nearly bowls Akechi over with it's sheer intensity, the older boy takes every ounce of the love and tenderness and adoration in the other's expression before he's kneeling right between his legs, already batting Ren's hands out of the way to replace them with his own.]
You're so damn annoying. Stop questioning yourself. I'm hardly interested in a man who needs me to answer simple questions for him. [The ties of his pants are deftly untangled and pulled apart, leaving just enough room for Akechi to slide them down Ren's hips, leaving only his briefs in the way.] I've said I wanted you. I'm about to suck your dick. How much more encouraging do you need?
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Date: 2025-03-06 06:14 am (UTC)From:Don't think I'm that annoying if you're this persistent.
[But if he spends too much time getting into the back-and-forth he'll psych himself out, so instead he pushes toe to heel at his boots while he hooks a thumb on the waistline of his underwear, and steps out of all of them into a heap to the side. It's an odd type of exposure, standing anywhere in only a shirt, especially with his dick now on full display. Ren knows Akechi has seen him before- they were at the bathhouse together, of course- but he's a good bit bigger when he's turned on, and god, does he feel almost embarrassingly hard right now. At this point, Ren just decides to go for it, and pulls his shirt over his head just to have something to do before he's standing there looking down at Akechi and biting his lip so he doesn't say anything really, really stupid.]
1/2 cw: rens giant dick
Date: 2025-03-06 08:25 am (UTC)From:[But Ren goes quiet and Akechi can guess exactly why that is, the other boy letting his own nerves jumble around inside of him. Still, anxious or not, Ren doesn't make an idiot of himself just standing there doing nothing, instead he pushes into movement and Akechi couldn't be more smug to see the boy so quick to follow orders.
(Nevermind the orders were basically 'don't wait for my orders'.)
Knelt there in front of Ren, a hand pressed to the other boy's knee for balance, Akechi gets to watch the way he confidently slips out of his underwear and pants before quickly moving to his shirt, leaving himself fully exposed there in his dorm room. Immediately, there's some stupid quip or complaint or tease on the tip of Akechi's tongue, but it dies the moment Ren's hard dick springs free.
He's stupidly large for a boy with such a skinny frame. Where was all of this cock hidden while they were at the bathhouse together???]
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Date: 2025-03-06 08:41 am (UTC)From:This is just obscene, you asshole.
[But there he is, shifting on his knees before a bare hand is coming to wrap around the shaft, giving it one slow experimental stroke, just to feel the true size of it in his hand. It's heavier than Akechi expected, warmer too, but that glide of skin-on-skin sets something aflame within the boy, that feeling of want blazing hotly between his own legs.]
I can't believe you're this fucking big. Who gave you the right?
[But that initial stroke turns into another, this time letting his hand slide over the tip, gathering the slick there just before spreading it all of the way to the base.]
Sit down, will you? You're going to poke out my eye.
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Date: 2025-03-07 04:26 am (UTC)From:Oh. Wait. This isn't him being mad, Ren thinks. He's jealous.
He's snapped from it by the feeling of Akechi's hand on him, a shiver going through his entire body, and he almost sits himself down before Akechi even asks as his brain catches up. Fuck, how can someone else's hand feel so different and so fucking good? Unfortunately for Akechi, though, that bit of posturing on his end puts this into a better perspective. This is the same sort of push-and-pull they always have. And he's winning.
So the edge of Ren's mouth curls into a grin, and he sits, spreading his legs wider for Akechi to slot inside.]
Mm... maybe it's for you. I wouldn't want to disappoint and not fill you up, after all.
[Oh no, now he's got ideas, look at him. Ren reaches out, not pulling the other boy towards him, but gently carding a hand through his hair to rest near the back of his head.]
Unless... you think you can't handle it.
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Date: 2025-03-07 04:54 am (UTC)From:With no warning, Akechi's pinches that delicate skin of Ren's inner thigh. Hard.]
It even makes you sound stupider.
[But almost instantly after, Akechi is sliding closer between Ren's legs, his free hand sliding over the other's thigh.]
But if you need the proof for yourself, I'll show you just what I'm capable of.
[Without ever breaking eye contact, Akechi licks a hungry, wet stripe across the head of Ren's dick, taking his time. His warm tongue slides over the slit, curling around that fat head, before his hand slides down the shaft to curl at the base, stroking Ren while he lavishes attention at the tip.]
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Date: 2025-03-07 05:17 am (UTC)From:Except then his hand starts moving with his mouth and Ren knows Akechi can feel his cock leaking more pre-cum as a moan catches in his throat. Fuck, god damn, how did he get so lucky to be here. How did he get so fucking lucky.]
H--haah, alright. Challenge accepted.
[As if his dick isn't twitching with every subtle movement, as if he isn't consciously trying not to thrust in deeper, as if he isn't barely hanging on to his last shred of self control. Sure.]
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Date: 2025-03-07 05:29 am (UTC)From:Now that he's made certain the other boy's been stroked to fullness, his dick thick and long and just slightly curved in a way that leaves Akechi particularly ravenous, the hand that had been stroking over the shaft slips down so he can roll his fingers over the soft skin of Ren's balls instead. Above, he's still mouthing at the head of Ren's dick, refusing to take it fully into his mouth, but now pressing wet, messy kisses right over the slick tip.
It must be like agony, the way that Akechi takes his time opening his jaw and fitting his mouth over the tip, a brush of lips and a scrape of teeth before he's pulling away just to suck a kiss right under the head, swirling another agonizing lick up the throbbing shaft.
And the whole time his eyes have yet to break away from Ren's face, half-lidded, but focused, studying Ren's reaction to every single touch, the corner of his mouth stretched wide into a grin.
Ren isn't the only one to have fantasized about this moment.]
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Date: 2025-03-07 05:44 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-07 06:55 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-08 06:16 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-08 06:33 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 01:30 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 02:08 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 04:31 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 04:52 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 06:03 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 06:14 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 06:46 am (UTC)From:(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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Date: 2025-03-09 07:08 am (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 10:33 pm (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 10:47 pm (UTC)From: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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Date: 2025-03-09 11:09 pm (UTC)From: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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