#10 of 365
Title: Bath
Author: karrissarella
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: T (Heavy sexual innuendos)
Summary: Aoba has prepared the bath for Kida. Kida/Aoba, established relationship.
Dedication: Katie. Again. Haha. I...really did not mean for it to be this long. It just kinda happened. Hope you like anyhow!
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“Aoba~” Masaomi called. “Are you ready yet?”
Aoba could hear the pout that the his former rival drawled out. He knew anything and everything about Masaomi Kida. Every nitty, gritty, dirty detail about the blonde and though, they were presumed rivals for years with rivaling gangs, this didn’t make him hate the blonde. It made him fascinated with him. How someone could go from such a cheerful, dorky, downright lame guy to this hard-hitting, serious, protective man in sheer seconds because of something you said was interesting, to say the least.
And, because of this, the gang leaders came to a truce and slowly started to befriend each other. First, it was for Mikado’s behalf. Having a best friend and pupil hate each other when the middle-man clearly cared a lot for both of them, and for both of them to have feelings for the middle man made it even harder to be friends.
However, as years went on, the awkwardness between the men faded and they gradually became good acquaintances, then good friends, then friends with benefits and so they thought - nothing more than that. Aoba was no idiot and he knew the risks he took in having a casual fling. He watched what he said, what he did, how he moved, any lingering look that could give the blonde the wrong idea.
Masaomi was not as perceptive as Aoba, and after a few flings, he began letting his guard down. The call to come over and fuck wasn’t just that anymore. They’d have dinner first, they’d foreplay, then they’d fuck, and more than once did Masaomi ask if the blue-haired boy wanted to stay the night.
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He never had any plan to begin dating Masaomi until the blonde brought up that Mikado only had eyes for Sonohora-san and that they had been going on several dates. He guessed that’s when Masaomi gave up on trying to win Mikado, even though, he pressed on getting them together in the first place. Aoba still wasn’t sure if he wanted to take a risk in dating the gang leader that rivaled his, even if the groups disbanded, some members were bound to come after them for revenge, possibly accusing them of always seeing each other, and just played “gang wars” to live out their sick, sex-lived fantasies.
Masaomi was persistent though, and often, Aoba felt he couldn’t hold the man back any longer. He finally caved when Masaomi outright told him, “Why not take a chance? We did with our gangs. Why not us?”
Aoba argued with him still, “we were fourteen and thirteen. It sounded like fun. Knowing what we did now, and knowing our history, how could you think this would be any safer? What if someone gets back at us for revenge? You thought your gang members were so loyal to you, but my members slipped right in. What if one of them finds out about us?”
“Are you saying you want a threesome, Aoba?” Masaomi joked, but the young man was not amused.
“I’m serious, Kida. We could both get really hurt and fucked over.”
Aoba was a little taken aback when he heard the manic laugh come out from the blonde. His lips pursed, “I don’t see what’s so funny.”
“You’re worried about our lives getting fucked over? Kid, I’ve been fucked over since I was fourteen. I couldn’t handle the gang fights when they happened, I lost a girl because I was too chicken to fight, nearly lost two of my best friends, nearly died, and now I’m working for the man I hate the most. You really think I’m worried that dating you is going to fuck over my life any further?” Masaomi retorted, and with that Aoba had no logical comeback. Masaomi knew the trouble he would be getting himself into, but he didn’t care. He became apathetic about his situation.
“Ironically enough, you are the only good thing that has happened to me in years.” Kida admitted, “and you like taking risks, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have agreed to even do this ‘fling’” he motioned with his hands, flashing that cheeky smile that probably would have girls melt to the floor if he hadn’t used his big mouth to use cheesy pick-up lines. “...So? Are we dating or not?”
Aoba frowned, still skeptical of the offered relationship, but arguing with Masaomi was draining. It was like he exuded energy onto you and just made you exhausted. “...Fine.” He coldly muttered.
“There’s my grumpy, bratty little Aoba.” Masaomi said, placing his hands on the boy’s cheeks, smiling over at him before pulling his face to his and locking their lips together.
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Aoba was brought back to his senses when he heard three knocks on the bathroom door.
“Kid?”
Kid, despite only being a year apart, Masaomi had adopted that as a pet name for Aoba over the years. Aoba was now 18, Kida 19, though the blonde’s birthday was fast approaching. They both had to work long hours on the ex-leader’s birthday and this was the only available day that Aoba would be able to give him his ‘gift’.
“Give me a minute.” Aoba responded as to reassure the teen on the other side of the door that he wasn’t having second thoughts about his present. He stared at himself in the mirror, lanky and pale, and small. He re-adjusted the mixture of yellow and blue ribbions on his body, making sure they would look attractive, and not tacky. He glanced over at the full, warm bath that was coated with scented strawberry bubbles.
Aoba was never really into anything extreme in bed, surprisingly. He enjoyed topping every now and then and having control, maybe even a little whips and chains here and there, but Masaomi’s fantasies were so vast and creative. He sometimes wondered if he should be writing for a adult film company instead of working for a man like Izaya. He took a deep breath after he looked at himself in the mirror one more time before facing the door.
“Okay, come in.”
Aoba watched the knob turn in anticipation as he looked up to face the blonde, watching the golden eyes grow in surprise. He noticed Kida take note of the full bath behind him as well before his eyes refocused on his real present.
“My, my, my. Look what the birthday god’s brought me~” Masaomi purred, “Something I already owned, wrapped all pretty.” Masaomi said as he leaned down to kiss the younger man. A hand already pulling at one side of the bow, making the multi-colored ribbons drop to the bathroom floor, leaving a naked Aoba at his mercy.
Aoba wasn’t expecting get picked up so quickly, sure, the blonde had always picked Aoba up at times to mess with him. He knew since his puberty was a rather late bloomer, it was no surprise when Masaomi became so much taller and the smaller man only grew about a few inches since he graduated high school. He never lasted long in Kida’s arms as he would always make a fuss and demand to be put right back down and this was no exception - birthday present or not.
“Agh! Kida!” Aoba threw a glare up towards the man in which he only recieved a snarky smirk. “You put me down! I am not some fragile doll! I am a man! Now, you treat me like one!”
Masaomi smirked and stepped into the warm water, placing the blue-haired man into the pink-colored bath. He used this time to remove his hoodie, revealing his toned and scarred chest over the years. He lifted a foot up from the warm water and slipped out of his shorts, leaving him naked.
“I swear, if it wasn’t looked down upon - you’d be your own nudist colony.” Aoba muttered up at him which caused Kida to laugh in amusement as he settled himself into the warm water, pulling Aoba between his legs as they spread out in the bathtub.
Aoba settled into the blonde’s chest, reaching over and grabbing his boyfriend’s body wash. He popped the lid open and the scent of Old Spice went through his senses. He poured a dab into his palm and began washing the blonde’s chest. His hands traced the faded battle wounds, and some fairly new ones from their own ‘battles’ in the bedroom. His hands traveled up to the Kida’s face, rubbing the soap onto his cheeks, causing the man to look rather silly and Aoba couldn’t help but let out a few amused chuckles.
Masaomi raised an eyebrow, which only made his soaped up face look even more hilarious than it already was, hearing the blue-haired man’s laugh grow louder. “What’s so funny, huh?” He said, moving to caress the other man’s hands, gaining the soap from him and placing the same ridiculous look onto Aoba, chuckling softly. Kida grinned when Aoba leaned forward to give him a soft peck on the lips.
Masaomi grabbed an empty cup and filled it with warm water, dumping it over both of their heads to rinse the soap away. “When’s the last time you got your haircut, Aoba? Looks a little shaggy there~”
Aoba blinked, “I thought you liked messy hair.” He said, sprinkling the blonde with droplets of water by flicking his fingers at him.
“Oh, I do~” Masaomi said, grabbing Aoba’s generic-brand shampoo which was generally just stated as ‘shampoo for men’. Practical as always. He dabbed the shampoo into his hand and fingered through Aoba’s dark locks. His tongue stuck out at the side of his mouth as he spiked Aoba’s wet hair up, making him look like a blue devil. “Especially when they’re so much fun to play with~”
Aoba’s face flushed at the monstrosity he could only imagine that Kida put his hair in. He quickly reached over and gained Kida’s shampoo and rubbed the soapy substance into the blonde’s hair, putting up the middle as if to make it look like a mohawk.
Aoba laughed as Masaomi made the rock symbol with his hand and began banging his head like he was in a mosh pit, the soap and water flying everywhere in the tub and bathroom, watching the wet mohawk deflate into some sad, floppy, shaggy shape.
“Well, I’m sure we both ridiculous.” Aoba smirked as he reached for the cup to wash out their hair.
“Oh no, I’m sure you look more ridiculous.” And with that, Aoba rose an eyebrow at the considerably ridiculous-looking blonde before he finished, “it is supposed to be like my birthday, right?”
Aoba caved, and nodded, “fine then. I look more ridiculous.” He said before dumping the warm water over Kida’s head and then his own. He crawled in between Kida’s legs and pulled him into a long kiss before deciding on opening his mouth and pushing his tongue in which Kida gladly obliged to.
Kida relucantantly pulled back, staring down into blue eyes. “Soo, is that all of my present?”
Aoba pulled away as well, standing up in the tub, shrugging. “I don’t know. Maybe you should get dressed and see what’s in the bedroom for you. Give me a couple more minutes.” He said, grabbing the towel to wrap himself up.
But what Aoba had planned for Kida next in the bedroom, was only for Kida’s eyes and was never to be revealed to anyone else.
Not even you.
Author: karrissarella
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: T (Heavy sexual innuendos)
Summary: Aoba has prepared the bath for Kida. Kida/Aoba, established relationship.
Dedication: Katie. Again. Haha. I...really did not mean for it to be this long. It just kinda happened. Hope you like anyhow!
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“Aoba~” Masaomi called. “Are you ready yet?”
Aoba could hear the pout that the his former rival drawled out. He knew anything and everything about Masaomi Kida. Every nitty, gritty, dirty detail about the blonde and though, they were presumed rivals for years with rivaling gangs, this didn’t make him hate the blonde. It made him fascinated with him. How someone could go from such a cheerful, dorky, downright lame guy to this hard-hitting, serious, protective man in sheer seconds because of something you said was interesting, to say the least.
And, because of this, the gang leaders came to a truce and slowly started to befriend each other. First, it was for Mikado’s behalf. Having a best friend and pupil hate each other when the middle-man clearly cared a lot for both of them, and for both of them to have feelings for the middle man made it even harder to be friends.
However, as years went on, the awkwardness between the men faded and they gradually became good acquaintances, then good friends, then friends with benefits and so they thought - nothing more than that. Aoba was no idiot and he knew the risks he took in having a casual fling. He watched what he said, what he did, how he moved, any lingering look that could give the blonde the wrong idea.
Masaomi was not as perceptive as Aoba, and after a few flings, he began letting his guard down. The call to come over and fuck wasn’t just that anymore. They’d have dinner first, they’d foreplay, then they’d fuck, and more than once did Masaomi ask if the blue-haired boy wanted to stay the night.
---
He never had any plan to begin dating Masaomi until the blonde brought up that Mikado only had eyes for Sonohora-san and that they had been going on several dates. He guessed that’s when Masaomi gave up on trying to win Mikado, even though, he pressed on getting them together in the first place. Aoba still wasn’t sure if he wanted to take a risk in dating the gang leader that rivaled his, even if the groups disbanded, some members were bound to come after them for revenge, possibly accusing them of always seeing each other, and just played “gang wars” to live out their sick, sex-lived fantasies.
Masaomi was persistent though, and often, Aoba felt he couldn’t hold the man back any longer. He finally caved when Masaomi outright told him, “Why not take a chance? We did with our gangs. Why not us?”
Aoba argued with him still, “we were fourteen and thirteen. It sounded like fun. Knowing what we did now, and knowing our history, how could you think this would be any safer? What if someone gets back at us for revenge? You thought your gang members were so loyal to you, but my members slipped right in. What if one of them finds out about us?”
“Are you saying you want a threesome, Aoba?” Masaomi joked, but the young man was not amused.
“I’m serious, Kida. We could both get really hurt and fucked over.”
Aoba was a little taken aback when he heard the manic laugh come out from the blonde. His lips pursed, “I don’t see what’s so funny.”
“You’re worried about our lives getting fucked over? Kid, I’ve been fucked over since I was fourteen. I couldn’t handle the gang fights when they happened, I lost a girl because I was too chicken to fight, nearly lost two of my best friends, nearly died, and now I’m working for the man I hate the most. You really think I’m worried that dating you is going to fuck over my life any further?” Masaomi retorted, and with that Aoba had no logical comeback. Masaomi knew the trouble he would be getting himself into, but he didn’t care. He became apathetic about his situation.
“Ironically enough, you are the only good thing that has happened to me in years.” Kida admitted, “and you like taking risks, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have agreed to even do this ‘fling’” he motioned with his hands, flashing that cheeky smile that probably would have girls melt to the floor if he hadn’t used his big mouth to use cheesy pick-up lines. “...So? Are we dating or not?”
Aoba frowned, still skeptical of the offered relationship, but arguing with Masaomi was draining. It was like he exuded energy onto you and just made you exhausted. “...Fine.” He coldly muttered.
“There’s my grumpy, bratty little Aoba.” Masaomi said, placing his hands on the boy’s cheeks, smiling over at him before pulling his face to his and locking their lips together.
---
Aoba was brought back to his senses when he heard three knocks on the bathroom door.
“Kid?”
Kid, despite only being a year apart, Masaomi had adopted that as a pet name for Aoba over the years. Aoba was now 18, Kida 19, though the blonde’s birthday was fast approaching. They both had to work long hours on the ex-leader’s birthday and this was the only available day that Aoba would be able to give him his ‘gift’.
“Give me a minute.” Aoba responded as to reassure the teen on the other side of the door that he wasn’t having second thoughts about his present. He stared at himself in the mirror, lanky and pale, and small. He re-adjusted the mixture of yellow and blue ribbions on his body, making sure they would look attractive, and not tacky. He glanced over at the full, warm bath that was coated with scented strawberry bubbles.
Aoba was never really into anything extreme in bed, surprisingly. He enjoyed topping every now and then and having control, maybe even a little whips and chains here and there, but Masaomi’s fantasies were so vast and creative. He sometimes wondered if he should be writing for a adult film company instead of working for a man like Izaya. He took a deep breath after he looked at himself in the mirror one more time before facing the door.
“Okay, come in.”
Aoba watched the knob turn in anticipation as he looked up to face the blonde, watching the golden eyes grow in surprise. He noticed Kida take note of the full bath behind him as well before his eyes refocused on his real present.
“My, my, my. Look what the birthday god’s brought me~” Masaomi purred, “Something I already owned, wrapped all pretty.” Masaomi said as he leaned down to kiss the younger man. A hand already pulling at one side of the bow, making the multi-colored ribbons drop to the bathroom floor, leaving a naked Aoba at his mercy.
Aoba wasn’t expecting get picked up so quickly, sure, the blonde had always picked Aoba up at times to mess with him. He knew since his puberty was a rather late bloomer, it was no surprise when Masaomi became so much taller and the smaller man only grew about a few inches since he graduated high school. He never lasted long in Kida’s arms as he would always make a fuss and demand to be put right back down and this was no exception - birthday present or not.
“Agh! Kida!” Aoba threw a glare up towards the man in which he only recieved a snarky smirk. “You put me down! I am not some fragile doll! I am a man! Now, you treat me like one!”
Masaomi smirked and stepped into the warm water, placing the blue-haired man into the pink-colored bath. He used this time to remove his hoodie, revealing his toned and scarred chest over the years. He lifted a foot up from the warm water and slipped out of his shorts, leaving him naked.
“I swear, if it wasn’t looked down upon - you’d be your own nudist colony.” Aoba muttered up at him which caused Kida to laugh in amusement as he settled himself into the warm water, pulling Aoba between his legs as they spread out in the bathtub.
Aoba settled into the blonde’s chest, reaching over and grabbing his boyfriend’s body wash. He popped the lid open and the scent of Old Spice went through his senses. He poured a dab into his palm and began washing the blonde’s chest. His hands traced the faded battle wounds, and some fairly new ones from their own ‘battles’ in the bedroom. His hands traveled up to the Kida’s face, rubbing the soap onto his cheeks, causing the man to look rather silly and Aoba couldn’t help but let out a few amused chuckles.
Masaomi raised an eyebrow, which only made his soaped up face look even more hilarious than it already was, hearing the blue-haired man’s laugh grow louder. “What’s so funny, huh?” He said, moving to caress the other man’s hands, gaining the soap from him and placing the same ridiculous look onto Aoba, chuckling softly. Kida grinned when Aoba leaned forward to give him a soft peck on the lips.
Masaomi grabbed an empty cup and filled it with warm water, dumping it over both of their heads to rinse the soap away. “When’s the last time you got your haircut, Aoba? Looks a little shaggy there~”
Aoba blinked, “I thought you liked messy hair.” He said, sprinkling the blonde with droplets of water by flicking his fingers at him.
“Oh, I do~” Masaomi said, grabbing Aoba’s generic-brand shampoo which was generally just stated as ‘shampoo for men’. Practical as always. He dabbed the shampoo into his hand and fingered through Aoba’s dark locks. His tongue stuck out at the side of his mouth as he spiked Aoba’s wet hair up, making him look like a blue devil. “Especially when they’re so much fun to play with~”
Aoba’s face flushed at the monstrosity he could only imagine that Kida put his hair in. He quickly reached over and gained Kida’s shampoo and rubbed the soapy substance into the blonde’s hair, putting up the middle as if to make it look like a mohawk.
Aoba laughed as Masaomi made the rock symbol with his hand and began banging his head like he was in a mosh pit, the soap and water flying everywhere in the tub and bathroom, watching the wet mohawk deflate into some sad, floppy, shaggy shape.
“Well, I’m sure we both ridiculous.” Aoba smirked as he reached for the cup to wash out their hair.
“Oh no, I’m sure you look more ridiculous.” And with that, Aoba rose an eyebrow at the considerably ridiculous-looking blonde before he finished, “it is supposed to be like my birthday, right?”
Aoba caved, and nodded, “fine then. I look more ridiculous.” He said before dumping the warm water over Kida’s head and then his own. He crawled in between Kida’s legs and pulled him into a long kiss before deciding on opening his mouth and pushing his tongue in which Kida gladly obliged to.
Kida relucantantly pulled back, staring down into blue eyes. “Soo, is that all of my present?”
Aoba pulled away as well, standing up in the tub, shrugging. “I don’t know. Maybe you should get dressed and see what’s in the bedroom for you. Give me a couple more minutes.” He said, grabbing the towel to wrap himself up.
But what Aoba had planned for Kida next in the bedroom, was only for Kida’s eyes and was never to be revealed to anyone else.
Not even you.