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It’s around eleven at night. Rui is sitting at his desk, idly scrolling through his phone. He has just finished a new invention for WxS’ upcoming performance. It’s getting quite late, but Rui feels far from tired. And the entire box of soda candy he downed while working isn’t helping. He feels about as exhausted as a sugar-rushed toddler an hour past his bedtime, which he realizes is a partially accurate comparison.
Hmm… he muses to himself. I wonder if Tsukasa-kun is awake right now~?
He quickly opens the messages app, his heart now completely set on finding some amusement in teasing the blonde. His thumbs glide over the keyboard as he types and sends a “Tsukasa-kun, Tsukasa-kun~” as a greeting.
Tsukasa, meanwhile, is sitting at his desk, head in his hands. His eyes dart across the pile of homework he’s finished, and the pile he’s yet to do. He groans, cursing himself internally. He had allowed procrastination to get the better of him while preparing for WxS’ next show, which proved to be a rather terrible idea for him. The sheer amount of paper on the desk is far more overwhelming than the approaching performance. He takes another sip of his energy drink, praying for some reprieve from his torturous hell— and he gets it when his phone buzzes and a message from Rui pops up. He breathes a sigh of relief and quickly responds with a “What’s up?”
Rui chuckles as he receives the reply, thankful that Tsukasa is, indeed, awake. He pauses to think for a second, contemplating what to do next, and then a silly question pops into his mind. “I have a question for you, future star,” he types in.
Tsukasa arches an eyebrow. What could Rui possibly want to ask him? His curiosity urges him to text back. “A question? Go ahead.”
“If you could be any animal, what would you be?” Rui asks innocently.
Tsukasa tilts his head as he reads the question. He thinks to himself for a while, considering it. After a few moments, he nods to himself, and answers, “A pegasus, of course!”
Rui raises an eyebrow, intrigued. “A pegasus~? How come?”
Tsukasa grins to himself, his thumbs already formulating a response in the text box. “Well, pegasuses are grand, majestic creatures that soar in the sky! And besides, it’s in my name…Tenma meaning winged horse!”
“A horse, hm?” Rui repeats. He pauses for a second. Then, his face twists into a smirk as the perfect dirty joke pops into his head. This will be quite the entertainment . He giggles to himself. With no hesitation, he types it in, then hits send.
“I could probably ride you like one~”
Tsukasa stares at the message, completely blanking. It takes him a few seconds to process the meaning behind Rui’s words, but when he does, he nearly chokes on his own spit. He drops his phone on the table, his hands instinctively flying up to cover his rapidly reddening face— not that there’s anyone there to hide it from, but he can’t suppress the irrational idea that Rui can somehow see him through the screen of the phone. It takes him a few seconds to collect himself. When he does, he equips his phone once again with shaky hands, reading the message over and over again as if it’ll somehow get any less embarrassing. His thumbs tentatively hover over the keyboard, his flustered side and competitive side warring for control over his next words. Part of him wants to yell at Rui, ask him how he could say something of that manner so nonchalantly. Another part, however, is…strangely excited by this, and wishes to see just how far it could go. Neither side is winning. That infuriates Tsukasa, because he most certainly should be listening to the more rational voice! And yet, his thumbs don’t move an inch.
Rui hums, tapping his fingers on his desk as he eagerly awaits Tsukasa’s response. He can very well imagine the completely flustered look on the boy’s face, and in his head, it’s an amusing sight. About a minute passes before his phone buzzes once again. He opens the message almost immediately, anticipating a hasty, incredulous denial.
“You sure you have the stamina for it?”
Tsukasa leans back in his chair, still a little flustered, but nonetheless impressed with his thinking. His competitive side had clearly won this battle. This time, he wasn’t going to let Rui have the satisfaction of catching him with a cheap tease. Instead, he was going to be the one to catch Rui.
Rui stares at the message, almost in shock. Tsukasa has never responded to his teasing this…eagerly before. It’s almost surprising. However, it’s certainly not an unfavorable turn of events; in fact, he might actually enjoy this even more. He swiftly cracks his knuckles, then types out a retort: “Don’t underestimate me, dear star. I can go for hours.”
Tsukasa doesn’t hesitate for even a second. His thumbs smoothly glide over the keyboard, determined and resolute as if this was their sole purpose all along. His embarrassment is almost completely gone now, swallowed by competitive spirit. “Yeah, right. Hours, huh? I bet I could make you scream and cry before the fifteen-minute mark.”
“Oya? This is getting interesting~” Rui murmurs to himself, chuckling almost breathlessly at how riled up Tsukasa is getting. He eagerly types out his response, his thumbs flitting at superhuman speed. “Fifteen minutes must be longer than you can last. Or is your ego too fragile to admit that~?” His leg bounces in anticipation as he awaits Tsukasa’s response.
Tsukasa’s eyes narrow as he reads Rui’s message. “Heh…” Rui certainly knew how to push all of Tsukasa’s buttons. That jab at his ego was proof. “That’s low…” he mutters. “Well, whatever.” He shakes his head. If Rui wasn’t going to play fair, then neither was he. He smirks devilishly as he conjures up the perfect response to catch Rui completely off-guard. His thumbs, as if they have a mind of their own, move gracefully over the screen; this is rather ironic, considering that the message Rui is about to receive is far from graceful. He gives the message a quick once-over, then hits send.
“Don’t flatter yourself. I know damn well you’ll be singing a different tune when you’re bouncing on my cock…up and down, up and down…”
Rui’s breath hitches as he reads the message. His smirk drops completely, now replaced by a look of pure bewilderment at the explicit content of Tsukasa’s message. A small squeak of embarrassment escapes his lips as he feels his face burning. He wasn’t expecting Tsukasa to go this far, that’s for sure. Yet, he can’t suppress the image that the words bring…him, naked on Tsukasa’s lap, completely at his mercy as he grinds on his— A low moan from his own lips interrupts his train of thought. He rubs his temples and bites his lip, trying desperately to wrench the vision out of his mind. Unfortunately, his efforts are fruitless. He takes a deep, shuddering breath, then shakily types, “Such obscene language, Tsukasa-kun~” He can’t think of any tease or comeback to append to the end of the message, so he simply sends it as it is.
Tsukasa snickers to himself. Bingo. The lack of a taunting comment from Rui means that Tsukasa has hit his mark. Honestly, he’s in no better shape than Rui is— he himself is getting rather hot at the prospect of…that. He licks his drying lips. He’s about to type another risqué message when he receives another text from Rui.
“That better be a promise…” he reads out. And that’s when his brain formulates a brilliant plan. Instead of responding to Rui, he quickly pockets his phone, and grabs his wallet and keys before making his way to the front door and stepping outside.
***
Around fifteen minutes pass. Rui pouts, staring at the “seen” marker underneath his last-sent message. He sighs. Why hasn’t Tsukasa responded to him yet? Clearly, he has read the messages, so what’s the holdup? His foot taps impatiently on the hardwood floor. He’s contemplating sending over a “Tsukasa-kunn~?”, a small reminder of his presence, when he suddenly hears a noise from outside of his room. It resembles shuffling, almost like footsteps. Slowly, he rises from his chair. “Hello?” he calls through the closed door. “Is someone there?” No response can be heard. Rui, bracing himself for any possibility, slowly but firmly extends his hand towards the handle of the door. But when his fingers are but mere inches away, the door flies open by itself. Before he can process the situation, he feels two firm hands grab his shoulders and roughly push him onto his couch. His eyes widen and his throat goes dry as he looks up at none other than Tsukasa, who’s straddling him with a wide, almost predatory grin on his face.
“You seriously thought,” Tsukasa begins to whisper, his voice husky, “that I would let you get away with saying all that shit?”
Rui swallows visibly, his heart rate already accelerating. “You usually do, don’t you~? Honestly, I wasn’t expecting such a bold move from you…”
Tsukasa chuckles, the sound low and dripping with ice. “I’m a future star, Rui,” he drawls. One of his hands takes a hold of Rui’s wrist and pins it to the couch cushion. His other hand gently runs a finger down Rui’s cheek, causing the taller boy to tremble slightly. “I’m nothing but bold.” Not a moment after he utters these words, he crashes his lips against Rui’s in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss. Rui gasps in surprise at the spontaneous move but makes no attempt to stop it. His eyes soon flutter closed as he easily melts into the kiss, his lips parting almost involuntarily to allow Tsukasa entry into his mouth. Tsukasa’s greedy tongue pounces on the opportunity almost immediately, darting in like a snake. It dances with Rui’s, pushing and swirling against it while he savors in the soft, muffled moans spilling from the lavender-haired boy’s mouth. Meanwhile, Rui wraps his arms around Tsukasa’s shoulders in an effort to pull the blonde as close as possible. Hours seem to pass before Tsukasa breaks the kiss. A thin strand of saliva stretches between both boys’ tongues.
“Haaah…” Rui pants out between gasps for air. “N-no fair, Tsukasa-kun…you’re playing dirty…”
“ I’m playing dirty, huh?” Tsukasa scoffs. “You’re the one who tried to tease me with that little joke. You got me excited just thinking about it…”
Rui giggles breathlessly. “Fufufu~ I must admit, I’m excited as well…you put quite the pleasing picture in my head with that lewd message— mgh!” He yelps softly as Tsukasa bites down on his neck, his head instinctively tilting to give Tsukasa more access to the skin. “Mmm…you can’t just do that…without any warning…”
Tsukasa pulls his fangs from Rui’s soft neck, leaving behind a reddened imprint. “I can do whatever I please, Rui…” he murmurs. “Besides, I can tell you’re enjoying it.” He nuzzles into Rui’s neck and inhales deeply. Rui sighs shakily at the feeling, reaching one of his hands up to place it in Tsukasa’s hair and caress the blonde locks. Tsukasa kisses the skin on Rui’s neck in response. “Don’t get too worked up already. We haven’t even gotten to the main event.”
“M…main event…don’t tell me you’re still thinking about that riding thing, Tsukasa-kun…” Rui grumbles, though he’s not really upset at all. He shivers as he feels Tsukasa begin to suck at Rui’s neck, placing kisses and hickeys on the pale canvas. “I must have really struck a nerve with that…”
Tsukasa looks up. “Damn right you did. You still think you can beat me? I’m warning you, if you start begging me for mercy, I’m not gonna stop.”
Rui chuckles softly. “Of course, though I have no doubt I can last longer than you,” he claims.
“Hah, we’ll see,” Tsukasa responds with a smirk. His hands quickly fly down and dig into the waistband of Rui’s pants, pulling them and his boxers down in one fell swoop and throwing them carelessly on the garage floor. The sight of Rui’s naked lower body seems to stir an almost primal need within him as his eyes thirstily drink it in, committing every last detail to memory.
“Ahh…Tsukasa-kun, you’re staring at me like an animal…” Rui observes, a small smile playing on his lips. “You must really be liking the view~”
“Obviously I’m liking the view. You kidding?” Tsukasa hisses out. “You’re fucking gorgeous.” He takes in the view a little longer before sitting up and commanding, “Turn around and get on your hands and knees.”
“Of course, Tsukasa-kun.” With trembling arms and legs, Rui flips around and pushes himself up, his arms shaking a little from the effort. A wide grin forms on his face as he hears Tsukasa’s guttural groan, and he looks over his shoulder, taking in Tsukasa’s completely entranced expression. “Seems like you enjoy this view even more.” He chuckles weakly. “Ah, but it’s rather unfair. I’m half-naked, and you haven’t taken a single article of clothing off yet,” he complains. “I want to see you, my star.”
Tsukasa laughs quietly at Rui’s whiny tone. “In due time. You’re just as impatient as I am, aren’t you?” he asks. At Rui’s vigorous nodding, he can’t help but smile. “I gotta get you ready first, though,” he says. “I can’t have you getting hurt over this challenge even if I want to just get to it.” After he says this, he smoothly slides off the couch, then walks over to Rui’s workbench and begins rummaging through its drawers impatiently. “Where the hell did you put the damn lube…” he mutters to himself. Rui hums as he watches Tsukasa. In a normal situation, he would probably let Tsukasa waste his time looking for whatever he needed, then tease him about it later. In this case, however, he’s feeling rather restless himself. He’s not sure how much longer he can wait, so he clears his throat to catch Tsukasa’s attention.
“The, ah, the bottom drawer,” he informs.
Tsukasa looks back at him, nods curtly, then briskly opens the bottom drawer. He practically tears its contents apart in his attempt to find the bottle as soon as possible. When his eyes catch sight of it a few seconds later, he grabs it and holds it up victoriously before making his way back to Rui. Once there, he quickly positions himself behind Rui, unscrews the bottle, and pours a generous amount onto his fingers. He doesn’t care too much about proper rationing right now, because the amount of willpower it’s taking not to shove his cock into Rui right then and there is almost maddening. He quickly spreads the lube with his thumb, then, without any warning, pushes his middle finger right into Rui’s asshole.
A low, muffled groan escapes Rui as he feels Tsukasa’s lubed-up finger slide in and stretch him. His hands ball up into shaky fists and his head falls forward, his teeth gritting and eyes squeezing shut. “G-ghah—! W-wait—! Too sudden—!” he yelps out, facing the blonde with a pout on his face. “You could’ve at least warned me first…!”
Tsukasa smiles sheepishly. “Sorry, I got a little impatient.” He goes knuckle-deep in and pauses, waiting for Rui’s go-ahead.
Rui takes a few shuddering breaths to relax himself, his hands opening up to grip at the couch cushion for support. It takes him a few seconds to get used to Tsukasa’s finger inside him— it’s a little uncomfortable, but he knows it’s necessary. Eventually, he lifts his head and looks at Tsukasa. “You can start now.”
Tsukasa immediately begins to thrust his finger. Rui’s head falls again and his breath morphs into small gasps and moans as Tsukasa’s finger practically attacks his ass. The originally uncomfortable feeling has quickly melted into blissful pleasure. Small tremors ripple through Rui’s body every time Tsukasa’s finger brushes his sensitive walls. Still, he can’t help but voice a complaint.
“Tsukasa-kun…haah…this isn’t fair…” he whines. “If you…mmgh…finger me like this, you…aah…you’ll get a head start~”
“I guess you’re right,” Tsukasa agrees. “I won’t do it for too long, though. I just need to loosen you up for my cock. You won’t cum just from some fingering, right?”
“Of…course not…!” Rui gasps out. “I just…nghh…you’re stimulating me before the challenge starts…ahh…”
Tsukasa thrusts his finger for just a little longer until he feels Rui’s hole loosen a satisfactory amount. He then pushes his ring finger in, stretching Rui further. Rui lets a shaky mewl slip from his half-open lips at the increased stretch. He has no time to speak before Tsukasa begins moving both fingers in and out, and all the words in his throat dissolve into an incomprehensible string of mindless babble and moans. He grips the couch tighter to the point where his nails might rip from his fingers. The sensations are wonderful, and yet, not enough— he greedily yearns for more, more than just Tsukasa’s fingers. He needs Tsukasa’s dick inside him now .
And then Tsukasa, almost as if he can hear his pleas, pulls his fingers out of Rui completely. Rui gasps at the sudden emptiness. His asshole clenches and unclenches around nothing, desperate to be filled once again. He pants for a few seconds in an attempt to catch his breath. Then, he feebly lifts his head, just barely managing to look at Tsukasa. “Why’d…why’d you stop…?” he asks in an almost pitiful voice.
Tsukasa arches an eyebrow. “You were complaining just a second ago.” Without waiting for a response, he suddenly grabs Rui tight by the hips and flips him over before pulling him onto his lap. Rui gasps softly, his arms instinctively flying down and grabbing Tsukasa’s shoulders to stabilize himself. He looks down at Tsukasa with half-lidded eyes.
“You’re…certainly a master at the element of surprise…aren’t you?” he remarks with a still-shaky voice, his thighs spreading further to straddle Tsukasa’s lap.
“Yeah, well, like I said, I’m a future star.” Tsukasa’s hands fly down to his pants. He hastily begins to undo them, then peels them and his boxers down slightly to expose his almost painfully hard erection. He grabs the bottle of lube off the table, but before he can do anything, he’s stopped by Rui’s hand grabbing his wrist.
“Let me do it,” Rui murmurs.
“I guess it’s fair.” Tsukasa begrudgingly hands over the bottle to Rui, who dumps the remainder of the lube into his palm. He rubs his hands together, then wraps one around Tsukasa’s shaft. His cold, slick fingers contrast the warmth of Tsukasa’s member, which seems to elevate the sensation. “Just…make this quick,” Tsukasa grumbles.
“Of course, of course. You won’t cum just from some stroking, riiiight~?” Rui playfully repeats Tsukasa’s previous words back to him, earning an annoyed flick on the forehead from the blonde. He giggles quietly, then begins to rub the shaft up and down, spreading the lube evenly on Tsukasa’s length.
“Ahh…fuck, Rui…” Tsukasa groans. “Slow down…” He clutches the coarse fabric of the couch, restraining himself from grabbing Rui’s wrist. The sandpaper-like texture keeps him anchored in case Rui decides to get a little more daring, but for now, he allows Rui’s hand to work its magic unfetteredly. And a wonderful magic it is, indeed. Tsukasa finds himself getting a little lost in the feeling in spite of himself, his head tilting back and his eyes fluttering shut.
“Someone’s enjoying himself,” Rui comments absentmindedly. He tries to focus on lubing Tsukasa up rather than pleasuring him, but every low moan from Tsukasa’s lips spurs him on a little more. Without thinking, he brings his other hand up and takes Tsukasa’s tip between his fingers, massaging it gently while continuing the strokes on his shaft.
“Hey–” Tsukasa protests, though it’s half-hearted at best. “You’re doing this– mgh– on purpose…”
“You shouldn’t be allotted a head start just because you’re the lead star~” Rui reasons. “Since you fingered me so well, it’s only fair that I get to stroke you a little better, no…?”
Tsukasa doesn’t respond at first, as he’s too caught up in the added stimulation on his member. The precum from his tip mixes with the lube in an indiscernible blend. His cock twitches impatiently in Rui’s fingers as he composes himself enough to mutter out a response. “Fine. But not– ngh– for too long.”
“Of course not. I wouldn’t want to make my win any easier, would I?” Rui murmurs. He falls quiet afterwards, distracted by the sensation of Tsukasa’s throbbing length in his hand. While he continues to stroke Tsukasa, his other hand moves down, reaching down to fondle one of Tsukasa’s balls. However, not too long passes before he’s stopped by Tsukasa’s hands gripping his wrists, hindering his movements.
“Hey. That’s– ah– enough,” Tsukasa asserts through gritted teeth. “It’s like you’re– trying to get me to cum at this point. I was adequately lubed-up a good while ago.”
“I’m aware, fufu~ I suppose I got carried away,” Rui admits with a chuckle. “Those sounds were far too addicting to stop early.”
“Yeah? You liked those sounds?” Tsukasa’s hands move down to Rui’s ass. He gives it a firm squeeze before lifting it off his lap. “Think of how much better they’ll sound when it’s your tight little asshole around my dick and not your hand.” he whispers roughly.
“Ohh–” Rui gasps, his hands once again reaching out to grab Tsukasa’s shoulders. “Let’s get this show on the road, hmm?”
Tsukasa slowly lowers Rui down, pulling his cheeks apart while pressing his entrance against his tip. “Last chance, Rui,” he warns, lightly grinding his tip against Rui’s asshole. He exhales through his nose as he hears a sweet whimper from the taller male at the stimulation. “I won’t be stopping even if you beg me to. Just letting you know.”
“Still…mm…confident as ever, I see…” Rui says. “Enough…teasing. The two of us are…equally pent up. It’s showtime, Tsukasa-kun…~”
“It’s showtime,” Tsukasa repeats. Then, after a deep breath, he pulls Rui down. His tip penetrates Rui’s entrance, and inch by inch, the rest quickly follows. Rui’s mouth falls open in a loud moan, his nails digging into Tsukasa’s shirt. Once fully inside Rui, Tsukasa gives the lavender-haired male a few seconds to adjust. He lets Rui’s ass rest on his lap, his hands running up and down Rui’s thighs, as he growls out, “Damn…how do you…still feel this good every time…?”
“Same…for you…” Rui murmurs out, his voice slightly strained. He takes a few gasping breaths to steady himself and adjust to the sensation of being stretched and filled. “You feel so good…inside me…I don’t think…I could ever get bored…” After a few seconds, he gives Tsukasa a small nod, indicating that he’s ready. Tsukasa takes the sign immediately. With a grunt, he pulls Rui up almost to his tip, nearly pulling out completely. Then, without a second to waste, he grips Rui’s ass almost bruisingly tight and slams him down on his lap with a low moan.
“Ahh–!” Rui yelps out at the sudden roughness, his fists clenching tight enough to hurt– if he was paying any attention, that is. Tsukasa revels in the sound. He waits a few seconds, then lifts Rui up and slams him down again. The motion repeats as he sets a slow but powerful pace, one that’s more experimental than anything.
“Mm..haah…ah~!” Rui whimpers and moans softly, his eyes fluttering shut. “You’re– you’re so good…~”
“You…ahh…you take my cock so good, Rui…~” Tsukasa murmurs, his voice rough with a tinge of what could be described as possessiveness. He can tell Rui’s enjoying himself, of course– that much is obvious from the sweet whimpers and trembling with every brush of his cock against Rui’s walls. But Tsukasa needs more. He enters from a slightly different angle each time, determined to find that sweet spot that’ll make them both feel incredible. And he does, when suddenly–
“Ha-aHh~! ♡” Rui’s head snaps back as he cries out in sheer unbridled pleasure. “Oh my godd– there–! Right– there~–!” he exclaims desperately.
“There it is…” Tsukasa purrs, his eyes lighting up in satisfaction. He chuckles darkly, then, at the same angle, slams Rui down hard, penetrating his prostate directly. Another whorish moan from Rui’s lips confirms Tsukasa’s suspicions. And with those confirmed, he digs his fingers into Rui’s ass and immediately speeds up, his pace nearly bordering on rough manhandling. The sounds of Rui’s pleasured cries and Tsukasa’s equally satisfied moans mix with the sharp staccato of flesh slapping against flesh, making for a wonderfully erotic melody.
“Hah– ahh– mmhh~!” Rui can barely even formulate a single thought, let alone speak, as Tsukasa practically hammers into his prostate at full force. His breathing is ragged and heavy, and when he tries to open his mouth, all that spills from his throat are lustful moans and sharp inhales. “So– so good–~! Tsukasa-kunn–~! Ah–! Ahhh~!” The words he manages to gasp out between them are nothing short of deliriously needy. “Don’t– don’t stop– more– moree~--!”
“So…nnh…dirty aren’t you…?” Tsukasa groans, his hands kneading and squeezing Rui’s ass with every slam. “Swallowing up…mgh…my cock…ghh…like a needy little slut…”
“Only– ahh! Only for you–~” Rui responds breathily, his grip on Tsukasa’s shirt tight enough to rip through.
“That’s…right,” Tsukasa grins, clearly pleased with Rui’s mindless rambling. “Only…for me…” As he heaves out his words, his pace quickens. He’s determined to win this bet, but more than that, he’s determined to make Rui fall apart. As he speeds up, Rui’s cries grow in volume and pitch. Tsukasa looks up at him, taking in the delicious sight of his flushed, drooling face. “You look like…such a whore right now,” he comments crudely. A cruel smirk tugs at his lips. “It’s almost… pathetic .” Rui whines loudly at the words, their degrading nature striking him in a thrilling way he didn’t even think possible. “You’re…disgusting,” Tsukasa spits, earning another whine from Rui. Without waiting for a response, he leans forward and sinks his teeth into Rui’s shoulder. He hears a particularly loud moan and feels Rui’s arms tighten around his back, prompting him to continue. So he does, his lips maneuvering around the bruises he had already placed and blooming new ones around them, all while bouncing Rui’s ass on his cock. It was honestly impressive how Tsukasa was able to juggle so many tasks at once. Perhaps his athletic training as a star had its other benefits as well.
“Ah– hah– I’m close– I’m going to–” Rui whimpers loudly. He doesn’t need to finish the sentence, of course. The wanton tone of his voice tells Tsukasa all he needs to know.
“In that case…” He laughs bitterly before leaning into Rui’s ear and whispering.
“Cum for me.”
That command is all it takes.
“I’m cummingg~~!!! ♡” With a final slam down and a loud keening noise bordering on a shriek, Rui finally ejaculates, his cum shooting out and coating both his and Tsukasa’s stomachs. Tsukasa moans as he feels Rui clench almost suffocatingly tight around his member, his hands instinctively digging tighter into Rui’s ass. Rui’s body spasms wildly in Tsukasa’s lap as he pants heavily. “Hahh…ahh…aaHH–?!” He’s jolted out of his blissful stupor when Tsukasa lifts him up once again.
“What…did I tell you, Rui…?” Tsukasa drawls. “I told you that…if you lost…I wouldn’t stop.” He pulls out all the way, then slams Rui down with enough force to bruise.
“AAHH~! Tsukasa-kun, wait!”
“So…” Tsukasa begins, his voice a low growl. Another pull out. Another slam.
“Ah-ah! Please– slow down–!”
“...fucking…” He gradually speeds up, returning to his original pace.
“Nghh– gAahh~!”
“... tight .”
Rui nearly screams out in both overwhelming pleasure and slight pain from the overstimulation on his orgasm-sensitive walls. It doesn’t take very long before tears begin to flow down his cheeks. He clutches at Tsukasa like a lifeline, completely unable to move away from the stimulation as he’s bounced on Tsukasa’s lap as some kind of doll. It’s not unpleasant by any means, just a bit daunting. His own flaccid cock bounces feebly with each movement, still dripping from his first release. “Ahh–! Hold– on–” he pleads hoarsely.
“No,” Tsukasa says firmly. “You can…nghh…take it.” He moans as he feels his own pleasure steadily climbing. “You lost…and now you have to…face the consequences. I’m going to…use you until I’m satisfied.” He places a sloppy kiss on Rui’s shoulder. “You’d like that…wouldn’t you…?”
“Yess~!” Rui exclaims unabashedly, his member already half-hard once again. “Ahh~ I’d love thatt~!” His tongue lolls out unashamed, his eyes rolling up with each thrust. “I’d love it~ soo much!”
“Hah,” Tsukasa barks out an incredulous noise. “You really are…a total slut.” His grip tightens. “But you’re my slut…so it’s okay.♡” His words are possessive, commanding, leaving no room for debate. Not like Rui wants to debate them, anyways. He doesn’t think anything could prove otherwise, and he’s not sure if he even wants to prove otherwise. He can feel his second orgasm creeping up on him, far quicker than the first. Tsukasa feels his own release building within him as well. His movements become more erratic, more sloppy, as he chases his own orgasm.
“Tsukasa-kun–” Rui gasps out amid everything. “I’m going to–”
“Again?” Tsukasa raises an eyebrow. “So soon?” He chuckles disbelievingly and shakes his head briefly before grinning. “Well, I’m not…stopping you.”
“HaaHHh~!!!” Rui climaxes again, making even more of a mess all over himself and his couch. His asshole clamps around Tsukasa’s cock once again, giving him that last push over the edge.
“Fuck– gyaah!” Tsukasa moans loudly. His grip on Rui’s ass tightens tenfold as white-hot pleasure consumes his mind. “T-take it–!” At last, he cums deep inside Rui, stuffing the taller boy with his hot seed. Rui whimpers loudly as he’s filled up. It’s an incredibly satisfying sensation that he’s been craving ever since they started this bet. He slumps against Tsukasa, his entire body turned to jelly, panting and heaving heavily as he tries to collect his bearings.
“Ahh…haah…so good…” he murmurs, his voice hoarse from being used.
Tsukasa pulls Rui up. He watches his own cum pour from Rui’s gaping hole with a satisfactory hum. “So pretty…~” His eyes dart up to Rui’s face, taking in the lavender-haired director’s incredibly disheveled appearance— messy hair, eyes half-lidded and exhausted, remnants of tears and drool still dripping down his flushed face. He lets Rui gently flop onto his lap, away from his content dick, then reaches a hand out to wipe a sweat-drenched strand of hair from Rui’s forehead. “You’re so pretty for me…” he murmurs lovingly.
As Tsukasa’s hand moves down to cup Rui’s cheek, Rui nuzzles into the touch. He places a small kiss on Tsukasa’s palm. “Is your voracious cock sated, my star…?” he asks, his voice holding its usual teasing flair despite being slightly shaky and tremulous.
“Shut up,” Tsukasa grumbles halfheartedly in response. He scooches down to lie on the couch, then pulls Rui towards him, cuddling him gently.
“Ah, we still need to clean…” Rui begins, but trails off as Tsukasa’s warmth envelops him. Exhaustion finally catches up with him, and he immediately collapses in the star’s inviting arms. He sighs contentedly, basking in the blonde’s warmth. Tsukasa wraps his arms around Rui in response.
“We’ll take care of it,” he reassures gently.
Rui giggles softly. “I don’t think I’m going to be able to sit down properly tomorrow,” he jokes.
Tsukasa chuckles. “I wouldn’t be surprised. But,” he hugs Rui closer to himself and gives him a small kiss, “we can worry about that tomorrow.”
“I suppose you’re right,” Rui hums, already nodding off.
Within a few minutes, the two quickly drift into a soundless sleep.