Make up Sex

All right, I decided to make another story. I got this idea two days ago while I was on my bike on my way to college. I got so distracted picturing the whole scenario, that I almost hit a tree.

Warning: obscene ooc (what did you expect, this is just a pwp, I’m not supposed to go deep into the psychological aspects of the characters. I just borrow their bodies and mould them so I can use them to create pointless smut!). further warnings shall spoil the surprise factor here. I can just say that there are some interesting changes.

Thanks for the reviews, and don’t forget that I may not be the best writer, but I try. I hope this doesen’t suck!




Midnight. It was already midnight and Yuki hadn’t even bothered to show signs of life. Shuichi had been waiting for him for four hours al ready. They had reservations in some expensive and fancy restaurant. It was a sort of date. It was very unusual for them to go out, so Shuichi had been particularly eager. And then, the bastard doesn’t even come home!

He had called Yuki’s cell phone so many times that his finger was already sore. Yuki’s phone was oand and he had already left like a thousand voice messages, but nothing.

‘Yuki never leaves the house for so long, maybe something happened to him’ Shuichi thought, suddenly getting very worried.

Earlier he had called Mika and Tasuha, but neither of them had seen or spoken to Yuki that day. He even called Yuki’s editor, but she didn’t know where he was either.

‘If there was something wrong someone would have called, right?... right? Right!’ he tried to convince himself.

‘Maybe he’s cheating on me... no... he wouldn’t do that, right? oh gods, maybe he would’

He sat on the couch and turned on the television and tried to calm down a bit. He looked at the vcr clock: 00:30 ‘Damnit, where the fuck are you!!’ Suddenly, he heard some weird sound in the front door, like if someone was trying to open it. He heard the tingling sound of keys along with some colourful curses. Shuichi recongnized the voice inmediately: Yuki.

Shuichi opened the door and found a drunk Eiri trying to put the key in the keyhole, but being unable to do so.

“Where the hell have you been? I’ve been worried sick! Damnit, you totally forgot about our date and then you show up drunk, you bastard.” He yelled at the blonde.

“Shhhhhh, the neighbours will hear... shut up, what are you talking about, what fucking date?” Yuki said in a slurred voice, pushing the shorter man and walking into the apartment. Suichi slammed the door closed.

“What do you mean with “what date”? Ohh, so you forgot, didn’t you! Heartless bastard! Now answer my question, where the fuck were you? We were supposed to go out for dinner like four and a half hours ago! Why didn’t you call or something??” Shuichi yelled as Yuki collapsed on the couch, feeling that his head would explode if he continued beeing yelled at.

“damnit, brat! shut up already! I was out in case you didn’t notice, and I’m really soooooo sorry I forgot about the fucking dinner thing” He said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

“You really don’t care about me, do you? Piece of shit, you really don’t love me, huh? I’ve been so stupid wasting my time with you! I’ve given you everything, EVERYTHING and you just...”

“The only thing you’ve given me are the most monstrous headaches! And I don’t have to explain anythingto you, you don’t own me. I can go wherever I want, when I want and I don’t have to give you any kind of explanations.” Yuki said, rubbing his temples.

“How dare you, you miserable excuse of a person?! Listen to me, you ARE going to tell me where you have been, with who, and why, and if you don’t I SWEAR that I’m going to beat it out of you!” He yelled, feeling angrier with every passing second. A moment of silence filled the room. ‘Did he just... threaten me to beat me? That’s... preposterous, he wouldn’t, he can’t, I mean, I’m stronger, stupid brat!’ Yui thought. They stared at each other faces for some seconds, and after getting out of the shock of seeing this totally enraged Shuichi, Yuki broke the silence.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed. He never laughed, but he was a still drunk. Maybe not drunk enough to pass out, but definetely drunk enough to laugh.

“YOU? beat ME? hahahaha, your sense of proportions isn’t working very good at the moment, is it? PLEASE, look at yourself, you skinny wimp, you can’t beat me... it’s physically impossible! hahahahahaha” he was really laughing hard now, he even felt some tears forming in his eyes and his stomach muscles were hurting.

Shuichi was feeling his rage growing more and more... ‘I’ll show you, bastard’, he thought. He knew he couldn’t win Yuki in a fist fight, but maybe, just maybe if he used something... He noticed he was still dressed with the clothes he was going to wear for dinner: some casual jeans and a black shirt, complemented with a studded leather belt... So he hastily unbuckled the belt and took it off, then he folded it in two to make it thicker. Yuki was doubled over laughing and he didn’t notice any of this. Blinded by anger, Shuichi didn’t think it twice before whipping the portion of Yuki’s back that was exposed... hard. Yuki gave a pained sound, interrupting his laughter.

In that moment, Shuichi felt something he had never felt before: power over his boyfriend and it felt maybe too good. This feeling of goodness went directly to his groin.

“Not so funny anymore, huh?” Shuichi said, his voice filled with malice.

“What the hell, you fucking brat! That HURT!” Yuki said in a low voice. He looked at Shuichi and gasped when he noticed that the sweetness that his boyfriend’s eyes usually had was replaced by something else: rage and what was that?... lust? He licked his dry lips and swallowed hard... this was wrong, right? But if it was wrong, then why the hell was his cock starting harden?

“It was supposed to hurt, you asshole! Now answer me. Where. Have. You. Been?” Shuichi asked.

“It’s none of your bussiness, fucker!” he answered, standing up, getting the strange urge to provoke his raging boyfriend even further. As expected, Shuichi hit him again, this time on his upper thigh and ass. Another pained moan escaped Yuki’s lips.

Yuki could have taken that belt from Shuichi’s hands, and then kick the brat out of his house and out of his life, but he didn’t want to, his hormones taking control of his body. He had never felt something like this. Shuichi and him had always assumed static roles of Seme and Uke (him being seme, of course), but this little change of events was really working fine for him.

“I’ll teach you to show me some respect. You WILL answer me, little bitch.” Shuichi said, Yuki’s growing bulge not passing unnoticed.
“Oh, you dirty slut! You’re liking this, aren’t you?” he walked closer to Yuki and pulled hard on his hair, making Yuki arch his neck, exposing the delicate flesh. Shuichi licked his throat, his tongue continuing it’s journey to Yuki’s sensitive ear. Yuki made a sound between a moan and a snarl.

“I’ll show you your place, Yuki. I’ll teach you to mind me, I’ll teach you to respect me.” Shuichi whispered huskily in his ear, and then, with a harsh movent he let Yuki go and whipped his chest with the belt.

“Strip now.” Shuiordeordered.

“No... damn you!” Yuki yelled. Smack! another dry blow on the back of his knees this time, making him lose his balance and he fell knees first on the floor.

“Take. Your. Clothes. Off. NOW” and to show him that he was getting impatient, he hit the floor with the belt, making a very loud noise. Yuki started undoing his clothes, pants, shirt, shoes (he hadn’t taken them off when he came into the house), socks, underwear. Shuichi and Yuki never broke eye contact during the process. Shuicas sas staring at Yuki with the hungriest eyes he had ever been stared with. Yuki shuddered at this tought, wondering what Shuichi had in mind, and feeling suddenly very vulnerable, a feeling he didn’t like at all in normal situations, but that strangely in this situation it made him swell with eagerness.

“Good, bitch, very good” Shuichi said walking slowly towards the spot where Yuki was sitting on the floor. Then he lifted one of his feet, which was bare, and put it near Yuki’s mouth.

“Kiss it, fucking whore. Is that what you want, to be humilliated? Well, I’ll humilliate you all right. Kiss my foot, you disgusting slut.” Yuki softly kissed the foot that was being practically shoved into his mouth.

“Yes, that’s good... now lick it” Yuki did as he was told, lovingly licking his boyfriend’s foot. Then he caressed it with his hand, but Shuichi didn’t like this, and he pushed Yuki with his foot, making him fall, landing on his back.

“I didnell ell you to touch me, you unworthy piece of shit. I don’t want you to touch me with your disgusting hands, unless of course, I tell you to. On your knees now, bastard, and suck me”, Shuichi said, standing next to Yuki, who got on his knees and started working on Shuichi’s zipper. With that taken care of, he freed from the confines of Shuichi’s pants his weeping erection, and started sucking the swollen head. ‘Why hadn’t I noticed before how large the brat is?’ Yuki wondered to himself.

“Come on, slut, suck me really good. Show me that at least you’re good at something” the smaller man said, grabbing the back of Yuki’s head and forcing his cock all the way down his throat, making the blonde gag at the violent intrusion. The pink haired demon stayed still for some seconds, choking the now broken blonde novelist.

“Does the whore want to breathe?” He asked, pulling Yuki’s hair. The only answer he got was a pityful whimper. He withdrew enough to allow Yuki to breathe, but quickly shoved his dick into Yukis mouth, who gagged again, not being used to this deepthroating routine. Shuichi continued fucking his mouth mercilessly.

“If... you vomit.... I’ll make you.... eat it, you goddamn cocksucking... prostitue... dammnit, suck harder, do it right, usless whore!” Yuki tried to relax his throat muscles and control his gag reflex, then he started sucking on Shuichi’s cock eagerly. Yuki whimpered again, and Shuichi moaned.

Altough Yuki was doing a good job down there, the singer had this strange urge to humilliate his boyfriend further.

“You can’t even... give good head.... good for nothing worthless piece of crap.... use more your tongue.... suck harder... ohhh gods... ahhhhh” Shuichi was unable to stop the sounds of approval that were coming out of his mouth when Yuki did something with his tongue and the suction increased. It didn’t take too much time for Shuichi to release his semen into Yuki’s mouth, making him choke and spit some of it on the floor. Of course, Shuichi didn’t like this. Grabbing the blonde’s hair, he pushed him down into the floor face first. Yuki landed on his right cheek and when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the cum he hadn’t been able to swallow and that he had spit on the floor.

“You didn’t swallow it all, whore. Are you telling me that my cum isn’t good enough for you? That you’re disgusted by it? Are you implying that you’re too much for me? IS THAT IT?” Shuichi yelled, keeping the hold on Yuki’s hair, keeping him pinned against the floor.

“...no...” Yuki answered, his voice barely audible.

“Lick it. Eat all of it. All, do you understand?” Yuki parted his lips and let his cum covered tongue out of his mouth, licked the cum off the floor, and swallowed. Shuichi darkly chuckled.

“That was the WORST blow job I’ve ever had! You’ll have to make it up to me somehow, hahaha” he said.
“Now, Bitch, I’ll ask you one more time, Where have you been?” he asked.

“It’s... none... of your bussiness” Yuki answered, his cock swollen and begging for realease, and the alcohol effects already fading.

Shuichi whispered in Yuki’s ear “You have a little attitude problem. People like you should get their asses kicked... or better yet... fucked” Shuichi threw the belt he was still holding in a random direction and manouvered Yuki on all fours, getting behind him. Yuki moaned loudly.

“You’ve always underestimated me, and now I’ll show you what I’m capable of. I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget ” he bit one of Yuki’s buttcheeks hard, marking him. Then he licked the nede wde wound and continued licking and bitting his butt. He parted the two firm globes of flesh and licked Yuki’s asshole, and started penetrating him with his tongue. Yuki moaned at the alien sensation. He had never felt something like this, and damn he loved it!

Shuichi did his best to keep him nice and wet, because there was no way he would go to the bedroom to get the tube of lube: he didn’t want to break the mood, so his saliva would have to do. His cock was still wet with his cum and Yuki’s spit, and he hoped that it would suffice to make this the least painful as possible for his boyfriend. He was aware, in spite of the anger he still felt, that Yuki hadn’t been on the recieving end for eons so it would be like losing hirgiirginity all over again. He still cared, he loved the man after all.

He ceased his tongue treatment on Yuki’s hole and replaced it with two fingers. Yuki whimpered at this and then moaned, finally understanding why Shuichi enjoyed so much being uke. After a while, he addedhirdhird finger, torturing his bofriend even further. Yuki was too eager maybe to replace those fingers with rea real thing.

“I’ll ask you one more time... Where.Have.You.Been?” he marked the words thrusting his fingers inside of his moaning lover harshly.

“ahhh... Fuck.. you... brat” Yuki said, wanting to piss off his boyfriend even further.Shuichi withdrew hs fingers and gripped Yuki’s hips tightly. Positioning himself at the blonde’s opening, he said:

“No, fucking slut, Fuck You” and he plunged in with no warning. He didn’t stop until he was buried to the hilt. Yuki moaned really loud this time, a mixture of pain and pleasure he had never felt. His cock released more precum as his prostate was hit when Shuichi started fucking him raw.

“This is what you wanted, whore? You wanted me to fuck your slutty asshole, didn’t you? You were begging me for it, huh?... ahhhh... dirty bitch! When I finish with you, you won’t be able to sit anymore, you won’t be able to walk! You’ll be needing crutches, you filthy slut!” Yuki could only moan and move his hips backwards, wanting Shuichi to go even deeper if that was possible.

“That’s it... moan like the whore you are! Show me... show me how much you... love it.

Will you answer my question now? Where were you? ANSWER ME, DAMNIT!!!!” Shuichi yelled, never stopping his frantic movents.

“I.... ahhhhhhhh....I just.....ah ah.... went... to a bar... I’m.... sorry I... forgot.... about the... ahhhh yes... dinner... oh my god Shuichi... harder... ahhhhh” Yuki said in between moans.

“You better be sorry... you think you’re so tough, don’t you? TAKE IT LIKE A MAN, AND STOP MOANING LIKE A WANTON SLUT!!! I was right, this is what you needed to... gods.. ahhh... to correct your rotten attitude... you needed a hard cock up your ass, didn’t you? goddamn whore, and you’re loving it, huh? Your cock is impossibly hard and wet.... ahh yes” he grabbed Yuki’s neglected erection and started stroking it. Yuki arched his back and came, not being able to hold it anymore, spilling his seed on Shuichi’s hand. The pink haired boy let go of Yuki’s now limp dick and shoved his cum-covered fingers inside of Yuki’s open mouth.

“Clean your disgusting cum my hmy hand...” Yuki moaned while licking his own seed of Shuichi’s hand, who was still thrusting inside of his willing body.

“I... hope... you... ahhhhhhhh... learned your.... lesson... ngh... holy shit, YUKI!” Shuichi came hard inside of Yuki and then collapsed on top of him, enjoying the post-coitus effects.

After some minutes he became aware of what had happened, and slowly pulled out of Yuki’s depths, really worried. Had he hurt Yuki badly? “Oh, gods, Yuki, baby! I’m so sorry”, he said as he roled Yuki over, so the was lying on his back. Yuki had his eyes closed, his breathing still a bit erratic. He slowly opened one eye and met Shuichi’s concerned eyes. He sighed and huged the smaller boy and kissed him, his tongue exploring the other’s mouth.

“Don’t be.. I guess I deserved that. Besides, I liked it.” He said, breaking the delicious kiss.

“But I.. hit you... Yuki, I shouldn’t have” Shuichi said, looking down, feeling really miserable. Yuki just chuckled.

“Shut up, brat. I told you I liked it. I’ve really been a jerk... forgetting about our date, treating you like crap... let’s consider this payback, ok?” Yuki said, forcing Shuichi to look at him and then giving him a small peck on the lips.

“But...”

“Shhh, it’s ok. You’ve really proven me that you aren’t as weak as I tought. I respect you a bit now. I may even treat you better from now on.” Yuki said, teasingly. Shuichi just smirked.
“You’re a bit overderssed, brat. Take this clothes off and let’s take a shower”, he said, noticing that Shuichi hadn’t undressed at all, and that they were sticky and sweaty.

As they headed to the bathroom to take a shower, Shuichi smiled to himself because now he had found the perfect way to have the upper hand in this relationship.


fin

yeah, so that’s it. hope you liked it. Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistake and...

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