~So Screwed (One-Shot)
“Mmm? What is… it?” Takaki yawned and pulled Daiki closer to his body.
Daiki looked up at Takaki’s face that seemed to be peaceful. “C-can I be seme for once?”
Takaki’s eyes slowly opened halfway. “What did you just say?”
“I… want to top for once?” It took all of Daiki’s courage to ask but he managed to do that, even if his cheeks turned a dark scarlet.
“No,” Takaki muttered firmly.
Daiki frowned. “Why not?”
“Can’t we talk about this tomorrow?” Takaki mumbled and nuzzled in Daiki’s neck.
“No! Give me three reasons and I’ll stop asking,” Daiki complained, pushing Takaki away. He wasn’t getting away with this.
Takaki’s eyes were wide open, obviously annoyed. “A. I’m older than you. B. You’re cute. And C. You’re shorter than me. Happy? Good. Now get some sleep before I make you feel like you can’t walk for days.”
Daiki pouted cutely. “You’re seriously not going to f*ck me now, right? It’s 1 A.M. in the morning!”
Takaki pursed his lips. “Watch your language, Ochibi. Though I never knew you cussed before.”
Daiki scowled. He was getting more and more pissed already…
Eventually both of them fell asleep…
The next morning, Takaki woke up with the sound of an alarm.
“Dai-chan… turn it off.” The beeping had stopped and he turned over. Only that… he couldn’t move. He felt somehow… restrained? The next thing Takaki knew, something landed on his stomach. He opened his eyes and found Daiki with arms crossed over his chest.
“Ohayou, Takaki-kun…” Daiki greeted slowly.
“What are you doing so early up?” Takaki asked, still not fully awake.
“Oh… I was just tying and tightening some stuff,” Daiki simply replied.
Something just didn’t feel right. Daiki never woke up early. He was always the second one to wake up. Very difficult, too.
“Tying wha-?” Takaki asked, as he was about to sit up when he felt something holding him back. He glanced up and saw that his hands were tied to the headboard, over his head. His legs were also bounded by a bunch of ties.
Daiki gave a smirk and leaned down. “It was difficult at first but I got the hang of it.”
“Wait… Dai-chan… why are you doing this?” Takaki panicked. He already knew what was going on. It was his fault. “I didn’t mean it yesterday!”
“Hmm… well a certain someone told me why I couldn’t be dominating and decided to give it a try. Instead of you f*cking me, I’ll be the one f*cking,” Daiki answered as he planted a tiny kiss at the corner of Takaki’s mouth.
Before Takaki could even protest, Daiki smashed their lips together. His hands trailed down to Takaki’s naked chest. As he brushed over a nipple, the older boy gasped and Daiki thrust a tongue inside. Takaki forgot about why this was even happening and gave in. Their tongues fought for dominance, slithering everywhere. Daiki rapidly moved his hands through Takaki’s hair. The younger boy broke the kiss to catch his breath, looking down at Takaki’s lustful eyes.
“Arioka…” he whispered, panting.
Daiki bent down and started to lightly suck on Takaki’s smooth neck until it turned pink. He gradually worked his way down to Takaki’s body, giving licks and tiny nips all over.
“Stop… being… ahh… tease…” Takaki rasped out, squirming. “At… least… ahhh… untie me…”
“No way. I really like the sight of you…” Daiki paused for a moment. “…struggling.”
“You… sadist…” Takaki commented as his chest heaved up and down while Daiki continued the foreplay.
“Do you want me to f*ck you already?” asked Daiki, innocently and stroking Takaki’s cock slowly and painfully.
Takaki moaned in response, shutting his eyes tight.
Daiki stopped for Takaki’s answer, causing him to groan.
“Damn it… please… I want…” Takaki bit his lower lip.
The shorter boy tilted his head and pumped the cock faster, eliciting more groans from the other. Pre-cum dripped out and Daiki licked his own fingers, seductively.
Takaki’s eyes were half lidded. He had to admit it… Daiki taking control was a major turn on… it was totally new and just hot… and he seriously needed release soon.
“I want you in me…” he murmured quietly.
“What? I didn’t hear you.” Daiki reached over the desk and grabbed a bottle of lube.
“I want you to f*ck me…” Takaki said louder for Daiki to hear, shifting impatiently.
Daiki gave a triumphant smile as he squeezed out a generous amount of the fluid onto his hands. He slowly inserted a finger inside Takaki. The older boy flinched at the new intrusion. It hurt… a lot more than he thought. Realizing this, Daiki quickly apologized and kissed him long and hard, pulling the finger out and in. As he felt Takaki relax, Daiki added another finger and then another. After prepping him well enough, he slowly positioned himself near Takaki’s entrance and went in bit by bit.
“Sh*t… you’re so tight, Yuya…” Daiki remarked. Takaki grunted in annoyance and pain. Daiki started to create a rhythm and Takaki moved along slightly, adjusting to the new sensation. The younger boy went back in stroking the neglected cock. Curses and moans escaped from Takaki’s lips. Daiki changed angles and hit Takaki’s sweet spot dead on. Takaki threw his head back and let out a loud, incoherent sound. Daiki continued the pace and untied Takaki’s hands along the way. Takaki threw his arms around Daiki’s neck, kissing him passionately. They both cried out in ecstasy when they both came, a few seconds apart. Daiki pulled out of Takaki and laid down next to him, sweaty and breathing hard.
“I love you, Takaki-kun,” Daiki finally said. Takaki untied his own legs and turned to his side, ruffling Daiki’s hair.
“I love you, too, Dai-chan,” Takaki replied, cuddling with the other.
“You’re not mad at me, are you?” Daiki asked worriedly.
“What happened to the demanding Arioka?” Takaki grinned. “And of course not… okay maybe a little.”
Daiki pouted. “This wouldn’t have happened if you just let me…”
“Fine… I’ll let you be seme sometimes. Now can we sleep? I’m tired…” Takaki mumbled in Daiki’s soft hair.
Daiki smiled. “Okay… thanks Takaki-kun…” He closed his eyes and drifted to sleep.
When Daiki woke up, the warmth he felt was gone. He glanced up and didn’t see Takaki next to him. “Takaki-kun?”
“What?!” he called back.
Daiki knew by the tone that Takaki wasn’t in a good mood. And he understood why when Takaki walked out of the bathroom strangely… almost like he was limping… Daiki felt that he was going to get screwed. Metaphorically and literally.