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It was a mostly peaceful day in Yokohama. That is, for non-ability users. For ability users, it was hell. Everyone's abilities had been separated from their bodies due to some fog. No one could explain what it was about or why. They couldn't even seem to get their abilities back but they weren't really causing harm either. It was an eerie feeling of emptiness to the ability users to be without their abilities. Specifically such ones as Atsushi, Akutagawa, Chuuya, Dazai, Kyoka, Kouyou, and Mori.
Atsushi tried to venture out on his own, trying to look for his tiger, but on the way spotted a very familiar red and black figure. Atsushi looked around for a place to hide, but by that point, he had already been spotted.
"U-um, hi, Akutagawa, eheh, uhh, we don't have to fight, right? Like, not right now? Of all times? Please?"
The figure approached Atsushi and he stepped back. The figure loomed over Atsushi. Its face was completely covered. That was odd.. Akutagawa didn't normally cover his face fully.. Something wasn't right..
"Akutagawa?" Atsushi tried one more time, very hesitantly.
The figure walked closer to Atsushi as he backed up, his back hitting the wall of the building. Atsushi looked at the figure the whole time as it continued towards him. It looked like Akutagawa's ability, even had a similar build to Akutagawa. Was Akutagawa experiencing the same issues with his ability as he was with his tiger? Either way, he had Rashomon standing in front of him right now. He'd be lying if he said it didn't look kind of attractive...
And Rashomon would be lying if it said Atsushi wasn't attractive. Rashomon, unlike Akutagawa, was not a lair. It kabedonned Atsushi, making him flinch.
"Rashomon..? Where's Akutagawa..?"
Rashomon shook its head, gazing down to look into Atsushi's eyes. Atsushi could feel his face heating up. With Rashomon's free hand, it caressed Atsushi's cheek, going to cup his jaw.
"R-Rashomon.."
He wasn't sure where this was going but he did not mind. Rashomon leaned down until their faces were mere centimeters apart, then stopped. It wanted Atsushi to close the gap. Just in case it wasn't something he actually wanted. Although Rashomon was pretty damn sure that it didn't need to worry.
Atsushi contemplated the possible side effects of actually closing the gap for a moment before deciding to lean up and actually do so. Fireworks erupted from their lips. It started off gentle and sweet as if wanting to get a feel for how each other was with kissing and to gauge where to go from there. It didn't take long for the kiss to get heated.
Atsushi's mind wandered to the logistics of how this would work if it were to go further but decided if it were to happen, he would just go with the flow and honestly, let Rashomon lead.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of Yokohama, Akutagawa was being grumpy as he prowled, looking for Rashomon. Where did it go?? Suddenly, he heard a familiar growl from behind him and spun around to see a glowing blue tiger.
"Weretiger," he spat.
Wait, was it weretiger? Or just a normal tiger now? Regardless, he readied himself to fight.
The tiger stalked towards Akutagawa, watching him intently. Akutagawa watched the tiger back, ready to bold if it attacked. But to his surprise, it slowly approached him and lowered its head, making a little mrrp noise.
"Do you want me to pet you??" Akutagawa asked incredulously.
It repeated the small noise, lowering its head more, almost unsure of itself now for asking. this must be why Atsushi never acted on any positive impulses he had towards Akutagawa.
With reluctance, Akutagawa reached out to pet the tiger on its head. Said tiger let out a loud and happy purr as soon as Akutagawa's hand touched its head. This.. This is what it had been desiring this whole time.
Unfortunately, the sudden sound surprised Akutagawa causing him to pull his hand back. If he had Rashomon, he would have activated it right about now, but without it, he was vulnerable.
The tiger gave a sad look to him before gently pouncing, knocking Akutagawa to the ground and laying across his lap. Akutagawa tried to push the tiger off but it was no use. The tiger nudged its head against Akutagawa's stomach, demanding more pets.
"You're just as annoying without the boy," Akutagawa grumbled, hesitantly petting the tiger again. It began purring once again and got comfortable on Akutagawa's lap.
"Damn cat," he mumbled. he wouldn't admit it, but this was kind of nice..
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Meanwhile, back where we started, Atsushi and Rashomon's kiss continued to deepen. Rashomon was already starting to pull to untuck Atsushi's shirt. And Atsushi wasn't stopping it. His arms wrapped around Rashomon's neck as he allowed it to unclasp his suspenders and buttons on the shirt.
For a moment he wondered if Rashomon was able to reveal more "skin" as well but then figured now. Rashomon kept their kiss. As soon as Atsushi's shirt was off, Rashomon's kisses started working down Atsushi's neck, sucking his collarbone as his hands worked on Atsushi's belt.
Atsushi's pants were quickly off and Rashomon's kisses moved downwards, trailing over Atsushi's stomach. Atsushi whimpered and squirmed, gasping.
"R-rashomon- you- are you sure?" Atsushi gasped out.
Rashomon looked up at Atsushi for a moment, and Atusshi could swear it smirked at him, before going to town on him.
Atsushi tried to grip onto something, anything, to help him manage the intense pleasure he was feeling. But with his back against the wall and his clothing pieces all over the ground, the best thing he had was Rashomon's shoulder.
Rashomon reacted to this and kept going, increasing in skill.
Atsushi's shoulders pressed against the wall, his back arching off and his knees shaking.
"R-rashomon!" Atsushi gasped out. It was the first time he was ever getting one of these and he wasn't sure how long he was going to be able to last.
Rashomon must have known by Atsushi's whimper and moaning because just as Atsushi was at the edge, Rashomon stopped. Atsushi was near tears, begging Rashomon to let him complete it, but Rashomon stood firm. Instead opting to put Atsushi on his hands and knees on the ground, and positioned itself behind him.
Atsushi was barely cognisant enough to feel something warm and hard rub against his posterior. He let out a whimper as Rashomon leaned over and pet his hair, before ramming it into him.
Atsushi gasped. This was a totally new sensation to him. he felt full in a way he had never felt before and felt hot like he never had felt before either.
Rashomon was having just as much fun with him, moving slowly at first but gradually getting faster. Soon it was slamming against Atsushi, eliciting yelps and whimpers with each thrust.
Atsushi could feel the ball in his stomach tightening. His cock was dripping, white pearls were dripping down and falling onto the concrete beneath him. Rashomon's movements were more experienced than he would have expected an ability's skill in this region to be. But no complaining could be heard. Only the slaps of flesh on flesh from both participants. Atsushi was moaning like a whore the whole time, getting louder as he got closer.
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Akutagawa gave the tiger one last scratch behind the ear before sighing.
"We should probably find our respective counterparts," he grumbled. "Come on tiger, let's go get this over with... Although, I wouldn't mind it if you stayed like this.."
The tiger purred and stood up, stooping to let Akutagawa hop on his back.
"Thanks," he said with a small smile.
He hated to say it, but he was getting attached to this big cat. The tiger bounded off, seeming to know exactly which direction it ought to go. Akutagawa hid his face from the wind and closed his eyes, not opening them until- wait. What the hell was that sound? It. It sounded like-
"Rashomon- I'm close-!"
"WERETIGER???"
The scene in front of Akutagawa was appalling to say the least. Atushi, completely exposed. Rashomon compromising him. Atsushi already flushed face turned bright red.
"A-Akutagawa-!!" but he was cut off by his own cries as he reaches his release.
Akutagawa's face also turned red, and he, regrettably, felt something bubbling up. Something bubbling up and straining against his already unforgiving pants that is.
Somehow for Atsushi, seeing Akutagawa, being caught by him, made everything more exciting, resulting in a mind-boggling completion.
"Weretiger!! You better have a good reason for this!" Akutagawa exclaimed trying to be stern but was quite difficult with his.. problem.
Atsushi was too dazed from his activities to give Akutagawa a good answer.
"Rashomon, you come back here this instant!!" he tried.
Rashomon looked at him, and back at Atsushi almost as if telling Akutagawa he better give Atsushi the best aftercare of his life.
Akutagawa rolled his eyes. Rashomon got up, surprisingly steady, and remerged with Akutagawa. However, both Akutagawa's problem, Rashomon's sensitivity, and the memories flooding Akutagawa's brain seeing how good Atsushi took it, and the pretty noises, he made a mess. Right into his pants. As soon as they were combined as one again.
The tiger plodded over to Atsushi, picked him up by the scruff of his neck, and carried him over to Akutagawa, looking expectantly at him.
Atushi, still delirious from his time laughed weakly. "Hey, Aku~"
Akutagawa looked down at him with disgust, but he couldn't really judge... seeing as...
The tiger nudged Akutagawa gently before remerging with Atsushi. Atsushi giggled a little.
"Aww, looks like you guys had fun," he muttered. "Hehe.."
Akutagawa sighed. "Come on weretiger, let's get you dressed."
He pulled Atushi into a sitting position and started putting his clothes back on.
"Thanks Akutagawa," Atsushi mumbled, head lolling over. He was really tired.
Akutagawa sighed. "Just shut up."
"I.. I should go home, huh?"
"No. You're not walking home in this condition." Akutagawa hoisted Atsushi onto his back. "I'll get you a bed."
"Thanks..."
Within a minute, Atsushi was fast asleep.