Of bratty demons and mushroom heads

CHAPTER 21

After a long day of classes, Hiyoshi was finally on his way back to the dorm. It was a nice relief that Golden week gave them a few extra days off for the weekend since he still had a lot of make-up work to deal with thanks to ditching a whole day to spend with Akaya for their anniversary. He’d realized some time ago that while Akaya’s presence in his life was quite good for his over all mental and physical health, he was absolutely terrible for his education. He sometimes wondered how the brat even got through classes without flunking since he hardly ever saw him doing homework or heaven help him, study.

This weekend would be a good time for both relaxing and talking to Akaya about the recent developments with his family. Anyway, he didn’t want to think about that right now. Taking out his key, he unlocked the door, ‘I wonder if there is anything Akaya wants to do specifically for Golden week,’ he thought as he walked in.

Akaya didn't know what it was about English, but it always put him to sleep. He'd been studying while Hiyoshi was out and ended up falling asleep with the book on his face and one arm under the back of his head. He snored quietly and didn't even notice when his boyfriend walked in.

That was interesting. Just when Hiyoshi had been pondering over Akaya’s study habits, he finds him passed out with an English textbook. At least it seemed Akaya put in some effort to study. He put his stuff down quietly and sat at the edge of the futon, considering what he should do next. If Akaya slept now, he wouldn’t be able to sleep tonight and would keep them both up. He removed the book from Akaya’s face and smirked at his goofy expression. His features were scrunched up as if puzzled over something. Was he trying to dream in English, too? Placing the book to the side, he said in heavily accented English while running his hands through Akaya’s hair, “Wake up, Akaya.”

The sleepy demon could have sworn someone was talking to him in English and the only person he knew who did that was..."Mm, twenty more minutes, Dad," he grumbled and buried his face against the nearest warmth, which happened to be Hiyoshi’s leg.

Hiyoshi laughed amusedly and ruffled Akaya’s hair a bit, “I’m not your father, brat. I don’t think he would do this.” Trailing a hand over Akaya’s arm, he bent down to claim Akaya’s lips. This was the most efficient way to wake him up after all.

At the feel of lips on his own, Akaya’s eyes shot open and he groaned before letting them flutter shut again as he buried a hand in Hiyoshi’s hair and kissed him back enthusiastically. There was no better way in the world to wake up.

Enjoying the moment, Hiyoshi let the kiss linger, sealing their mouths together before switching to tiny nips, eventually pulling away all together. “Now get up,” he smirked. “Don’t you have studying to do?”

Akaya pouted a little per usual as Hiyoshi pulled away. "Nah, got better things to do," he said with a little grin and sat up. "When'd you get here?" he asked curiously and scratched the back of his head with a big yawn.

“Just now.” Hiyoshi got up from the futon and went back to his bag, intending to get his own homework out. If he got a head start now, he’d have the rest of the weekend to relax. “How long have you been asleep for?”

Akaya stretched and stood to pop his back, neck, and fingers. "Ah...Hm... I don't know..." He walked up behind Hiyoshi and draped himself over the other man’s shoulders. "Welcome home, Wakashi," he said softly and gave his boyfriend’s ear a little nip.

Hiyoshi sighed and leaned back into Akaya, the small grin on his face completely ruining the tone of his words. “Get off, brat. I have homework to do.”

"I'm sure we can find something more fun for you to do than homework," Akaya said with a little mischievous smile, not at all put off by Hiyoshi’s words. "I still haven't gotten to thank you properly for our anniversary present or give you a present in return."

“You don’t need to…” Wait. Hiyoshi stilled when he realized what Akaya just said and turned around in his arms, glaring. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Shit.

"You suck at lying," Akaya said flatly and kissed him lightly and quickly. "I'm sorry I didn't realize what it was," he said quietly. He really did feel bad for not realizing they'd been together for two months already or that his boyfriend was trying to make an effort to give him what he wanted on their anniversary.

A little embarrassed, the Mushroom was going to deny everything, but when he saw the look on Akaya’s face, he knew there was no helping it. He’d been found out. “You didn’t need to know. That wasn’t the point.” He pulled away with a small blush on his cheeks and started to take his textbooks out of his bag. “Who told you?” At least he could get revenge somehow.

"An-chan," Akaya said simply and wrapped his arms around Hiyoshi’s waist again and turned him to face him. "What are you so embarrassed about?" he asked curiously and lightly set his forehead against Hiyoshi’s. "It made me happy..." he closed his eyes, "I liked knowing you put so much thought into something like that."

Great, one of the few people he couldn’t get any kind of decent revenge on without feeling guilty. Hiyoshi rolled his eyes as the redness on his cheeks intensified. “Well good, ‘cause it’s not going to happen again.” Okay, maybe it would… someday. “Do you have any idea how hard it was to go the entire day without calling you a brat?” he remembered all those ridiculous nicknames he’d had to use in its place, not to mention the crowds of people and sappiness he’d had to endure.

Akaya laughed and opened his eyes to smile at his boyfriend. "Yeah, you kinda suck at coming up with nicknames," he teased, "Next time will be my turn to do everything you like and wanna do, okay?" he offered.

Hiyoshi chuckled a bit and leaned forward to brush their lips together. “There’s no need, bright eyes, but I appreciate the thought.” So Akaya made him sappy, oh well. At least he hadn’t liked the nicknames. He couldn’t even imagine what kind of day Akaya would plan for them, but didn’t think he’d want to live through it.

Akaya smiled and tried not to laugh at the use of the nickname, maybe he was growing a little partial to that one. "Can I at least give you a gift then?" he asked softly.

“What kind of gift?” Hiyoshi raised an eyebrow curiously.

"Dinner and maybe some fun afterward?" the mini demon suggested with a sly little smirk, "You want to try topping?"

Hiyoshi couldn’t help the small snicker that escaped him. Leave it to Akaya to proposition him as a gift. “That’s what you consider a gift, brat? Letting me top?” He leaned back against the desk and leered at Akaya dangerously. “Are you sure that isn’t more of a gift for you? I assure you there will be no trying and a lot more doing.”

"Oh really?" Akaya said challengingly but with a sly tone, "You think you're that good huh?" Hiyoshi was a good bottom and Akaya loved topping him, but he was a master of the subject and wasn't about to let someone challenge his title like that. Even Wakashi. Not to mention, he enjoyed the cocky arrogant side of his boyfriend, it fit perfectly well with his little dominant top kink.

“I never said I was good,” Hiyoshi’s eyes wandered down Akaya’s form, a form he had grown to appreciate quite thoroughly over the last two months and licked his lips the way Akaya did when he was looking at something he liked, before looking him straight in the eyes again, “but you’re going to be begging for me all the same by the end.” He had definitely picked up one or two of Akaya’s bad habits from their time together.

Akaya barely fought back the shiver of want as Hiyoshi looked him over. Apparently his boyfriend had picked up some of his bad habits, not that he minded at all. "I don't beg, but you're welcome to try and make me," he said, taking a slow step forward, a mischievous spark in his eye.

Accepting the challenge, Hiyoshi stayed his ground as Akaya came closer. “I wouldn’t be so sure about that, brat. I have something that you don’t have…” He was always wary yet strangely excited when Akaya had that look in his eye.

"Oh? And what is that?" Akaya whispered as he got closer, his lips a mere inch from Hiyoshi’s as he stared into his eyes, issuing a challenge.

“An abundance of patience.” Hiyoshi leaned forward and pecked him lightly on the nose before side stepping away from him and walked towards the door. “You mentioned something about dinner?”

Akaya nearly fell forward on the desk as Hiyoshi moved away from him. Damn it. He hated being impatient sometimes, and he hated Hiyoshi being right even more. "Yeah..." he mumbled and turned around to face his boyfriend, "Whaddaya wanna eat?"

“Whatever you want is fine.” Hiyoshi gave his usual answer. He decided to leave his jacket behind since it had been warm lately.

"Uh, how about hmm..." Akaya answered as he usually did and looked up at the ceiling as he thought. "Maybe ramen?" he suggested off-handedly.

“Okay, let’s go.” With the crowd Hiyoshi usually ended up with, namely Akaya or Gakuto, he typically got dragged around to wherever they wanted to go, so it really didn’t matter to him. On their way out, he looked over at his still untouched school books. Yes, Akaya was a terrible influence on his education.

As Hiyoshi predicted, by the time they’d gotten to the ramen shop and had a good meal, Akaya had completely forgotten about his offer to treat for dinner until after Hiyoshi had already paid and they were walking home. Now he was trying to block out the complaining coming from next to him. He shivered again as he felt the wind on his bare arms. When was he ever going to learn? Damn weather. It had been nice and warm all day and even the night before. Of course, after they had exited the small ramen shop, a cold wind had picked up causing a chill to run through his body. If there was one thing Hiyoshi hated about his body, it was its non-existed resistance to cold. Not willing to show his weakness to his boyfriend, he merely picked up his pace to get back home to their warm dorm room.

How could he have forgotten?! Akaya was too used to Hiyoshi paying for everything that he didn't even think about it anymore. He walked down the street next to his boyfriend, keeping his pace effortlessly. Once he sped up, he looked over at him and frowned. Why hadn't the dummy brought a coat? He pulled off his own, which was very warm from his almost unusual body heat and dropped it on Hiyoshi, "Use that."

“I don’t need your coat like a damn girl.” Hiyoshi said between clenched teeth and threw the jacket back at him. “It’s been warm out so I didn’t think I’d need it.” He hated it when his boyfriend treated him like a girl. He knew it wasn’t on purpose and that he was only trying to be nice, but that didn’t help his manly pride feel any better. The cold was putting him in a bad mood.

"Fine then, freeze to death, stupid mushroom," Akaya snapped back and pulled the coat back on. If his boyfriends pride wouldn't even allow him to wear an offered warm coat, then he could just suffer. See if Akaya cared... Okay, so he cared a bit and it was bugging him to no end to watch his boyfriend shiver like that, but he didn't have a choice.

They got to a train passing and had to wait for the train to go by, but it seemed like it was taking forever. The martial artist really hated his male pride sometimes, now regretting and trying not to look woefully at the stupid jacket. He was too stubborn to take back his words though and continued shivering as the never-ending train continued to pass. “What are your plans for Golden week? Are you going home?” He really hoped the answer was in the negative, not wanting to have to be without Akaya for so long when he was going to have to leave soon, too.

"No. I got enough 'family time' over break, I don't need more, trust me," Akaya said, trying to ignore the way Hiyoshi was shivering. When it didn't seem like the train was going to end anytime soon, he wrapped his arms around Hiyoshi and pulled him back against him to keep him warm.

How Hiyoshi could justify that being held in boyfriend’s arms was less girlish then accepting a jacket was a mystery even to him. Nevertheless, he leaned back and relaxed into Akaya’s arms, accepting his warmth. “Good,” he replied quietly, “I’ll be leaving in about a week. I’ll be gone for two weeks in Singapore.”

Akaya blinked and tightened his hold on Hiyoshi without realizing it. "You what? Why?" What the hell could the other man possibly need to do in Singapore of all places?

“We have family friends there who run a dojo. To make a long story short, the dojo master will not be able to fulfill his duties during those weeks. Usually my father would go himself or they would cancel classes, but they decided to send me instead.” The train finally went by and they were able to cross, but Akaya wasn’t moving and Hiyoshi wasn’t breaking away.

"Oh..." Well at least it was just to help out. "But you'll be back right after, right?" Akaya asked and nuzzled the side of Hiyoshi’s neck. He didn't like the idea of his boyfriend running off to a foreign country without him, but he knew Hiyoshi could take care of himself and would kick his ass for suggesting otherwise.

“Of course, brat. I’ll come back sooner if I can. I’m not all that thrilled with being forced to go in the first place.” Hiyoshi been to Singapore plenty of times and had never found anything terribly worthwhile for him there. His father had literally demanded he go, so what choice did he have? He finally pulled out of the warmth of Akaya’s arms so they could finish their walk back to campus.

Akaya walked along beside Hiyoshi with his hands in his pockets. His eyes constantly roamed over the area, taking in everything. "You sure you don't wanna use the coat?" He asked curiously and cast a glance at his boyfriend who was still shivering.

Glad that Akaya had taken the news better than anticipated, Hiyoshi felt his chest lighten and held out his hand. “Fine, but not because I need it, just because you don’t.”

Akaya laughed and pulled off the coat then handed it over. "Of course, I just don't wanna carry it anymore. Why else would I offer it to you?" he smiled at him and shoved his hands back in his pockets.

Hiyoshi nodded, glad Akaya understood. They were almost back to the dorm, but there was one more thing Hiyoshi wanted to bring up. “I was thinking…” he started awkwardly. “Once I get back and things have settled down at home… Would you like to meet my parents?” He was taking a chance with this, but he’d thought long and hard on it and he wanted to make Akaya happy.

Akaya tripped on the steps but caught himself before he hit the ground and his face was a look of complete shock. "Y-y-you mean it?! Really?" He stared at Hiyoshi like the mushroom hair cut had just come to life. "I mean, I want to, yeah, totally!"

“Just so we’re clear, I’m not going to tell them about us or anything. But, I was thinking it might be good to just get them used to you.” He didn’t want to get his brat’s hopes up. There was a chance that his parents may not want to take the time to meet him, but if Akaya’s reaction was any indication, it was worth it for him to try.

"That's okay," Akaya said, practically glowing from how happy he was. "I'm just really happy I get to meet them," he said honestly and skipped a bit all the way back to the room. He couldn't wait to meet the parents that raised the man he knew and loved.

It was one of the best feelings in the world, walking into their room (actually it was Akaya’s room) after a good dinner, Akaya smiling beside him, knowing that they wouldn’t have to leave any time soon. He took Akaya’s jacket off and hung it in the closet.

Once in the room, Akaya kicked off his shoes and flopped down face first on the bed with a little laugh. "Heh heh, that was fun," he said happily and grinned at his boyfriend.

Hiyoshi leaned down and turned Akaya’s head to claim his lips greedily, if a bit more needy than usual. There was never any foreplay needed for them. What Hiyoshi wanted, he took, and the same went for Akaya. Right then, he wanted his brat. While one hand kept Akaya’s head in place, the other began undoing the buttons on his shirt.

Akaya rolled to his back and pulled Hiyoshi on top of him with a little groan. He liked this little dominant streak. He knew if he poked at his boyfriend’s pride he could get this reaction, and he loved it. It was seldom his plans worked perfectly (if at all). He worked on getting his shirt off with Hiyoshi’s help then threw it off the bed.

Never leaving his lips, Hiyoshi was now on all fours on top of Akaya making him lean up to reach him. He broke the kiss to tell him in a commanding voice, “Face down, brat.”

The look of surprise was obvious, but Akaya did as he was told and flipped to his stomach before looking back over his shoulder at the other man.

Before he started anything, Hiyoshi pulled his own shirt up and over his head, and discarded it on the floor. Straightening for a moment on top of Akaya, he took in his boyfriend’s form on the bed and his very pleasing-to-the-eye smooth and muscled back, straddling Akaya comfortably. The brat looked calm and relaxed as his back rose and fell with his breathing. He knew he was waiting for him.

Hiyoshi’s first act was not even what he himself expected, he didn’t feel hurried at all and wanted to prolong this as long as possible. He moved to touch Akaya’s well defined back, just the hint of fingertips grazing over warm skin, sliding slowly up his sides and down his spine. The skin quivered slightly under his touch. Leaning down, he buried his face in the back of Akaya’s neck, breathing deeply.

The fingers made him shiver and Akaya clenched his hands near his head as the other boy breathed against his neck. "I love you," he said softly, infinitely more comfortable saying it now than he had been just a couple weeks ago. He tilted his head forward a bit, bearing more of his neck to Hiyoshi.

Hiyoshi smiled and kissed the back of his neck softly. Slowly, the light touch of his hands gradually became more intense until it had turned into a full out unexpected back rub. He was enjoying hearing the start of little groans spilling from his boyfriend’s lips, moving his expert hands slowly and digging deeply into the muscles of Akaya’s back. As much as he knew this was not what Akaya expected, he also knew they were both enjoying it. He wanted Akaya to forget everything; all of his damn past experiences with other people, wipe his mind blank of anything but the two of them.

Akaya buried his face in the bed and groaned every time his boyfriend’s skilled fingers found a knot. This was not what he'd had in mind, but he definitely wasn't going to complain. He almost never got massages, but he was always grateful when he did. "Mm... feels so good..." he said happily

Continuing the tender assault on Akaya’s back, Hiyoshi moved lower, kissing down between his shoulder blades. He almost expected Akaya to urge him on and ask him to get to it already, but he was comfortable with this familiar action. When he reached the demon boy’s jeans, he outlines his skin just above the hem before reaching underneath to unclasp and pull the zipper steadily down.

Akaya lifted his hips, making it a bit easier for Hiyoshi to get at his zipper. He didn't mind the slow pace, it wasn't something he was used to, but it was by no means bad.

Once Akaya’s pants were undone, instead of removing them right away, he slowly made his way back up Akaya’s body. Truth be told, he was getting frustrated with himself. This was nice, but he stalling… probably because of nerves. It wasn’t that he didn’t know what to do, Akaya had shown him quite thoroughly a few times, but this was different. There was a large psychological difference between giving and taking. When he had given himself to Akaya, he had placed a lot of trust in him, had let him have that claim on him. It was on a whole other level completely to place that claim. That was why he could never be casual with sex; there was too much meaning in it for him. For Akaya, that wasn’t the case, and that bothered him since he didn’t want to be compared to all his past partners. Damn it. He didn’t want to think about this shit right now, he needed to finish what he started. “Akaya…” he said while kissing his shoulders and running his hands down his arms “make me stop thinking.”

Akaya twisted his body around, in a move that would have made Gakuto proud, to look at his boyfriend. "You always over think things," he said with a little smile then expertly maneuvered himself so he was completely on his back. Finally in a more convenient position, he pulled the other man down into a slow heated kiss. He wanted his boyfriend to think about him and only him and not worry about what had happened in the past or what was going to happen in the future. That wasn't important. "Don't worry so much," he said softly against the other man’s lips.

Hiyoshi opened his mouth to protest but found it occupied before a single word was uttered. Akaya’s kiss was so insistent that his own tongue answered in kind. Tongues intertwined and breath was stolen. “I’m going to tell you a secret, brat.” Absently, his hands glided down Akaya’s chest and then to his hips where he gripped Akaya’s pants and began to slide them down. The connection of their hips kept the pants from sliding all the way off, but the action revealed the smooth curve of Akaya’s backside and Hiyoshi ran his hand over bare skin.

"A secret?" Akaya asked softly, not even contesting his brat-ness because he was far too curious to know the secret, but he couldn't hold back the quiet little groan at the hands on his skin.

“I’m selfish.” He clutched at Akaya’s skin wherever they were touching, and their eyes connected. “I want to tie you up and fuck you so good and hard that you’ll never want anyone else ever again.” He was thinking about all the other people Akaya had fucked with, and he hated it. Tearing his eyes away, he gave his attention to Akaya’s heaving chest, his tongue running over a nipple and nipped non-too-gently at it. “I’m fucking terrified of fucking things up.”

When he put it like that, there was no way Akaya was going to tell him that Hiyoshi was already the only one he wanted. Instead, he lifted his hands up above his head and crossed his wrists, letting out a deep moan at the bite to his sensitive nipple. "Then what are you waiting for?" he asked in a deep husky voice. "There is nothing you could do to fuck things up, nothing," he assured. "There’s a tie in the night stand. You can use that," he added helpfully, very excited at the prospect of being tied up.

Hiyoshi stopped for a moment, contemplating what to do, before a both happy and sadistic grin crossed his features. “You better remember those words.” Then he was up and retrieving items from the small night stand next to them. “If we’re going to do this my way...” he threw him the pack of lube Akaya always kept around. “Finish undressing yourself. Then I want to watch you prepare yourself for me.”

Akaya’s eyebrows disappeared up behind his bangs as he caught the lube with ease. Apparently his boyfriend was kinkier than he thought, not that he was complaining. A sly almost slutty smile settled on his face and his eyes sparked with lust. He wondered how long it would take him to break that strong willpower his lover was known for. He slid off his remaining clothes slowly and dropped them to the floor before slicking up his fingers and spreading his legs wide.
He slid his hand down and ran his finger over his entrance, teasing it with a little gasp, determined to make a show of it for Hiyoshi. He dipped his finger inside, easily relaxing around it as his eyes locked onto his boyfriend’s.

Hiyoshi could feel his pulse racing and his skin heating, his eyes locked on the little show Akaya was putting on for his benefit. The look he was given made it hard to breath and he desperately wanted to reach out and touch him. But no, that was not how he wanted this game to be played. He still needed his pants off and be prepared as well. “When you’re finished with that…” his voice shook, barely able to keep his composure, “would you mind coming over here and doing the same for me?” Despite the way it was phrased, it certainly wasn’t a question.

Akaya could hear what his little display was doing to Hiyoshi and it made him smirk. "Yes, sir," he murmured breathily and slipped a second finger in. Experience had proven that he could get by with only two fingers no problem. After a moment, he removed them and crawled over to the edge of the bed and started undoing Hiyoshi’s pants; only to slip them down to the other man’s ankles.

If Hiyoshi hadn’t had years of training in both patience and dealing with frustration, Akaya would be on his back right now whether he was ready or not. Steeling himself, he managed to get his breathing under control, if not his racing heart, and merely raised an eyebrow at his lover. Stepping out of the circle of his pants, he threw his words back at him. “So? What are you waiting for?”

"Aren't you supposed to be patient?" Akaya asked with a little smirk before running his tongue up along Hiyoshi’s length while he poured some lube onto his hand. Pulling away to kiss at Hiyoshi’s abs, he wrapped his hand around his boyfriend’s cock and slid it along it, covering it in the slick gel.

Hiyoshi sucked in his breath then let it out slowly. He doubted even saints could be patient through this, especially if it was the fault of a particular chibi demon. “I’ll show you patient,” Hiyoshi sneered then yanked Akaya up by the hair to crush their mouths together. Using a slightly modified Judo move, he slammed Akaya onto the bed. Without giving Akaya time to orient himself, he tied his hands above his head and to the bedpost. One thing about martial artists, they were very good at tying knots. “Trust me…” he whispered hotly into his ear as he finished off the knot, “I’m going to be very, very… patient.”

It had been a while since anyone had been that rough with him and Akaya honestly could say he'd missed it. He gasped and grunted as he suddenly found himself on his back, his arms trapped above his head. He tugged at the restraints curiously and was impressed with the strength of the knot. He didn't know if he liked the sound of the last part though, "Mm... Wakashi..."

This was exactly what Hiyoshi had wanted. Just the two of them, four walls, door locked, building nearly empty due to Golden Week, and a willingly tied up demon brat on their bed. He chuckled into Akaya’s neck as he rained down harsh bruising kisses along his neck and shoulders, giving specific attention to his Adams apple. “You realize… this is our first time… doing it in an actual bed?” He gave a particularly harsh bite to Akaya’s collar bone then lapped at it with his tongue. He was holding himself so that no other part of them was touching, even though he ached for the contact.

Akaya hummed and growled happily at the bite to his collarbone that would definitely leave a mark. "Yeah... but... Mmm... I like doing it other places too..." he tried to arch up against his boyfriend and steal back the contact he longed for, even though he knew he probably wouldn't get it.

Hiyoshi pulled his body up and farther out of Akaya’s reach, but continued his line of bruising kisses till he reached his stomach and abs, licking his way over his naval, breath skimming over the tightening muscles. “Hmm… I think I figured that out.” He moved even lower, but skipped over the very red and weeping erection, only nuzzling the side of it fondly for a brief moment before continuing on to suck and bite down Akaya’s legs and inner thighs. “You better hold still brat, or I’ll bite harder and maybe have to find more ways to keep you in place.”

"Nnn..." Akaya’s hips twitched up in response, but after that he managed to hold them in place. "Yes, sir," he mumbled again and held onto the restraint tightly to keep himself focused. He was never going to get what he wanted if he disobeyed his stubborn boyfriend.

“Mmm… Good brat.” Hiyoshi smirked at Akaya’s “Yes, sir” having no idea where that came from, but not about to complain. He worked down Akaya’s legs, his calves, and even took a moment to lick around his ankles, using his hands finally to push down hard on the rough calluses and tender spots on the bottom of his feet. “I’m going to taste and feel all of you. Think you can handle that?”

"Yeah... Do your worst," Akaya teased and almost immediately after wished he hadn't. If he knew his boyfriend at all, the other man would take that challenge. He closed his eyes and groaned quietly, flexing his toes and curling them to distract himself from the tingles of pleasure racing up his legs.

Hiyoshi couldn’t help the competitive smirk that came to his face, growing even more excited at Akaya’s challenge. The best part was, no matter who came out on top, they both would win in the end. He could already see the line of red marks forming down Akaya’s body and felt a possessive shudder go through him. Repeating the same process up Akaya’s other leg, he made sure to leave no area untouched by his demanding hands and lips.

When Hiyoshi came to Akaya’s erection again, there was no hesitation this time. He licked a long line down the side before taking part of it into his mouth and rubbed his tongue over the head several times. Retracting slowly, he sucked gently at the tip before releasing it. He sat up to look Akaya in the eyes as he parted Akaya’s legs so his fingers could explore Akaya’s opening that had been so hotly prepared for him earlier. It was still wet and waiting for him as he traced it lightly. “This is what you want?” he asked with obvious lust in his usually sardonic voice.

Akaya was going to be covered in marks, just how he liked it. He still believed there was nothing hotter than watching his boyfriend go down on him. He spread his legs more automatically and craned his neck to look at Hiyoshi. "Yeah..." he murmured huskily, his abs flexing and burning with the effort of holding him up at the odd angle, "it is."

“Good.” Hiyoshi pulled his fingers away and positioned himself in front of Akaya’s entrance, stroking his own neglected erection a few times as he did so, knowing that Akaya could see him. “So… what do you say?” Looking into Akaya’s eyes, he waited.

So close, damn it. Akaya watched Hiyoshi stroke himself and groaned. "Damn mushroom," he mumbled and wriggled his hips. "Just do it, damn it," he said stubbornly and wrapped his legs tightly around Hiyoshi’s waist. He was definitely not going to beg for it.

Hiyoshi had expected that, but was not put off. In fact, there was an excited glint in his eyes. “Now that’s not very nice, Akaya.” Without stopping the light strokes on his own erection, he used his other hand to trace random patterns like calligraphy along Akaya’s abdomen, before trailing up and pinching a nipple, hard. “But don’t worry,” he added as his leaned up far enough so that their erections brushed against each other as their lips did the same. “If you’re not ready, we’ve got the whole evening to continue… but I’d much rather be inside you during that time.”

"I'm ready," Akaya moaned out, refusing to break, but already aching for Hiyoshi, even as their bodies slid together. "Damn it, take me already Wakashi," he groaned and nipped his boyfriend’s lower lip. "Come on," he urged and rolled his hips up against Hiyoshi’s.

“Sorry, bright eyes.” Hiyoshi’s eyes were laughing even as the rest of him cried out for the same thing Akaya’s did. “But I haven’t heard the magic words yet.” He dipped his tongue into Akaya’s mouth, letting him taste himself on his tongue and lips.

Akaya shivered and sucked at his boyfriend tongue hungrily, trying to get him to agree without him having to beg. Kirihara Akaya didn't beg for anything, except food... and tennis matches... and video games... Damn it... "Wakashi, please," he whimpered, "I want you."

Hiyoshi gave out a low guttural moan at the words, feeling them shiver all the way up and down his spine and immediately positioned himself again at Akaya’s entrance. In a harsh and husky voice, he reminded him, “Remember… I warned you… I’m not going to be gentle.” Before Akaya had a chance to respond, without pause, he pushed into Akaya’s small opening. A crash of almost blinding tightness and warmth encompassing him.

Akaya arched up and tugged at his restraints desperately. "Ahh!" He grit his teeth and took deep breaths. His boyfriend was lucky he'd been handled much rougher before or he might have had to kick his ass later. It took him a moment, but soon he relaxed around Hiyoshi and used his legs to pull the other man into him all the way. He couldn't even remember the last time he'd been topped by someone, but damn had he missed it. "Mm... Just the right size," he groaned with a little smile as he wiggled his hips against Hiyoshi, tightening his muscles around him teasingly.

After the initial intrusion, Hiyoshi had to get his barring before he literally lost it right there. It was amazing, and whatever the hell Akaya was doing was amazing. He needed to hold himself together for Akaya’s sake since he knew from personal experience that there was much more he could do for him. Going against his base instinct to start moving, he first craned his face up to kiss Akaya’s lips to help ground himself. “I want to make you happy,” he whispered tenderly before starting to rock his hips back and forth slowly, trying to find that little spot he knew would make Akaya see stars.

The words made Akaya smile and tug at his restraints, wishing he could wrap his arms around Hiyoshi’s neck and hold him. He could tell what the other man was trying to do. "Tilt your hips up a bit," he purred in that deep husky voice and adjusted his own hip just enough that if Hiyoshi followed his instructions he would have it perfectly.

Hiyoshi could feel the exertion in his body as he tried to keep focus. Doing as he was told, which actually took some of the pressure off his knees; he tilted his hips and raised them forward to meet with Akaya’s. He grabbed a hold of Akaya’s hips as well to hopefully take some of the stress off him and give him better leverage.

Akaya moaned happily and adjusted his hips the last little bit it needed for Hiyoshi to brush against his prostate. He arched up again with a loud cry of pleasure as sparks danced across his eyes. "Nn, there—hah… Remember that spot," he murmured and watched Hiyoshi’s face to make sure he was listening. "It feels different, can you tell?"

If Hiyoshi hadn’t been so busy already, he might have laughed at Akaya’s amusing display of playing sex-ed teacher while in the middle of the act. As it was, he just chuckled breathily. Proceeding with his earlier instinct, he pulled his hips back before slamming into Akaya, shifting and thrusting into Akaya again and again.

"A-ah---perfect--" Akaya clenched his hands and tugged at his restraints as the repeated hits to his prostate made his vision go white. He moaned loudly and started clenching down around him on purpose. He was an expert at controlling his inner muscles and he used the skill shamelessly.

Hiyoshi loved the feel of Akaya surrounding him and greedily soaked up his brat’s moans as he pounded into him. Leaning up to nip and bite anywhere he could reach, he braced a hand on the side of the bed to keep his balance as he proceeded to fuck his lover as hard and thoroughly as possible. He didn’t know how long he could last like this, Akaya’s hot inner wall surrounding him, closing in on him as if trying to keep him there, moaning into his ear, but he was determined to last as long as he needed to, until Akaya was ready to go with him.

"Nnn..." Akaya groaned and tugged desperately at his restraints, "F-fuck... Wakashi... Touch me..." he gasped and looked up at his boyfriend with a desperate plea in his eyes. "Almost there..." He'd never been good at being quiet in bed. He loved talking and hearing his lovers talk too much.

They were slamming together hard enough make the whole bed shake. Every time Akaya arched up into his thrusts and let out one of those sexy demonic moans, it was enough to drive him absolutely insane. Hiyoshi clenched his jaw, biting at his lower lip, trying so hard to keep even a small shred of control, but he could feel his movements instinctively speeding up and the burn of exhilaration. At Akaya’s plea, he couldn’t help but react and reach down to take Akaya in hand, groaning at the familiar burning hotness in his hand as he pumped the flesh just as he is was pumping his hips. “Akaya… ah… damn…”

As the hand wrapped around him, Akaya let out a pleased moan and clenched down around Hiyoshi tightly before finally letting go and letting the waves over pleasure engulf him. He cried out loudly and sent the evidence of his pleasure streaming over his chest and abs in hot streams.

Hiyoshi couldn’t hold back anymore, and a moment later he was groaning out a word that vaguely resembled Akaya’s name as he felt white hot pleasure course through him. The moment seemed to last an eternity as he released himself into his lover, eyes locked on Akaya as he did so. By far the hottest view he’d ever seen in his life.

By the time he came to his senses again, Hiyoshi was collapsed on top of Akaya, both wet and panting. His lips trembling as he turned to the side to kiss Akaya’s slackened open and quivering mouth. “See…” he gasped out, “I told you I’d get you to beg for me.” He reached up to easily unfasten the secure knot that held Akaya’s hands hostage by just pulling one end of the string.

Akaya brought his hands down slowly, working past the ache in his shoulders and wrapped them around Hiyoshi. "S-shut up..." he mumbled and kissed his boyfriend again, "I didn't beg... just asked politely..."

Hiyoshi let out a soft laugh and looked down at Akaya, obvious affection and happiness in his gaze. “I guess I need to try harder then next time.”

"Who said you get a next time?" Akaya smirked and rolled them over so he was lying on top. "Maybe next time it will be you begging."

Hiyoshi’s smile only widened at the roll reversal, not at all uncomfortable with the situation, and the words slipped out before he could stop them. “What the hell was I thinking, falling in love with a stupid, selfish brat like you?”

Akaya blinked a couple times. A big childish innocent smile spread from ear to ear. "I don't know, but I'm really glad you did," he leaned down and kissed his boyfriend slowly and sensually.

Pulling his brat closer, if that was even possible, Hiyoshi kissed him back contentedly. “It will take a lot to get Hiyoshi Wakashi to beg for anything… Though I guess you deserve a fair shot…” He smirked up at his boyfriend with that same egotistical charm he’d shown earlier. “I believe the showers would be deserted at this time…” When had this happened? When had he become like this? Looking up at Akaya, seeing Akaya looking back down at him, he didn’t think it mattered.

Akaya couldn't even try to hold back his laugh at that. "Wow, you're kinky," he laughed and pressed their foreheads together. "Must be because you've been all repressed for so long," he teased and kissed him quickly, "but that sounds like a lot of fun and a good challenge." He sat back on Hiyoshi and slowly lifted himself off his boyfriend, groaning and wincing slightly as his body tried to hold onto the intrusion.

Hiyoshi had a moment to look indignant at Akaya’s words before Akaya was pulling away from him. He gently turned them over onto their sides to make it easier. It was one of the oddest feelings of loss he’d ever felt, next to the feeling of Akaya pulling out of him. Once they were separated though, he leaned forward so their foreheads were touching, trying to keep some of that connection. “Are you okay?” he asked. “I hope I wasn’t a complete disappointment.”

"Mmm... You were awesome. You sure it was your first time?" Akaya teased and kissed Hiyoshi’s nose.

“Yes, fairly certain,” Hiyoshi smiled easily before a far off look replaced it for a split second, “Though… there was that one time with… but that doesn’t matter.” He shook his head and his tone turned teasing. “I’m glad you thought so, since you won’t be getting anything else for a while due to your earlier comment.” He slowly started to move away off the bed.

Akaya glomped onto his back and held onto him tight "One time with who!?" he asked with wide eyes and obvious shock in his voice. "Tell me!" he commanded like a little kid who wanted to know the location to the hidden store of candy. "Wakash~i!"

Surprised at Akaya’s outburst, Hiyoshi looked at him confused then answered carefully. “It doesn’t matter. It was a long time ago. We were young and stupid.” He attempted to untangle himself from the web that was Akaya’s limbs.

Akaya just held onto Hiyoshi tighter and frowned. "I wanna know!" He pouted and rested his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder. "Come on, young and stupid or not, I'm curious."

Hiyoshi didn’t feel comfortable talking about this, and regretted even bringing it up. He had mostly forgotten about it until recently. “I don’t want to talk about it, brat. Let me go so I can take a shower, with or without you.”

Akaya frowned deeper, noticing the seriousness in Hiyoshi’s voice. "Alright… sorry," he said quietly and let go so he could stand up and grab his towel. He didn't bother with clothes since he didn't really have anything to hide. It was all men on that floor anyway so he headed for the door, buck naked and covered in the evidence from their previous activities. He tossed the towel over his shoulder and grabbed his bottle of shampoo that always sat near the door. "Ready?"

Hiyoshi shook his head and covered himself with his bathrobe. “If you’re going out like that, than go on ahead without me and I’ll join you in a minute.” Getting Akaya to behave in public was a battle he’d finally admitted he would never win. It didn’t do any good to get upset about it either, but that didn’t mean he had to be there to watch.

Looking at him curiously, Akaya shrugged. "Suit yourself," he mumbled and walked out into the hall, closing the door with a click behind him. As soon as he was alone, his mind started turning over the idea that Hiyoshi had done something like that with someone before and wouldn't tell him about it. He wasn't sure what bothered him most, not being his only one or that he wouldn't talk about it.

Hiyoshi sighed once Akaya was out the door and waited a few minutes before going to join him. He was sure once they were together again they would pretend like that awkwardness had never happened, and he was glad for it.