FIC: GazettE: Breathless [Uruha/Kai; NC-17]
Title: Breathless
Author: ldybastet
Fandom/Pairing: the GazettE - Uruha/Kai
Rating: NC-17Adult/Wild
Content: Kink, breathplay, choking.
Summary: Kai finds fuel for sexual fantasies in one of their new PVs. Uruha takes it a step further.
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with the GazettE or PSC, and don't know what is really going on in their lives apart from what they reveal in interviews and on Twitter. This is only fiction, and any resemblance to real events or people is purely coincidental! No one was hurt during the writing of this story, no disrespect is intended, and I earn no money from this.
Notes: ~2750 words. Written for the breathplay square on my Kink Bingo card. Beta by the very encouraging Miss misumaru. As an extra warning, please don't try this kink out without thorough research and preferably also an experienced person around. These things can go wrong far too easily, and neither you nor I want that.
Breathless
They'd been working hard for weeks on end, and Kai was starting to feel a little ragged around the edges. There'd been working on the songs until they were all happy with them, then recording them, photo shoots, interviews, and now also the shooting of the PVs. And not just one, like for a single, but two.
Thankfully, they'd had a few days to rest while the actors were doing their scenes for one of the videos and it was edited. When he got the text message from Ruki that the videos were finished, edited and perfected, and ready for their first screening, Kai felt enthusiastic again.
They watched Ibitsu, and Kai enjoyed seeing Uruha throw his head back, flicking his hair away from his face... He'd always thought Uruha was sexy when he did that. Then they watched the SE, and Kai was impressed. He thought that it really illustrated all that they had talked about regarding the new album and the idea behind having two different styles and putting them on two CDs. He smiled to himself. This was really going to satisfy their fans, he thought.
Then the next video started, and Kai could only watch the screen in amazement. Ruki looked good in it of course - they all did - but what really caught Kai's attention was when that man crawled up over the woman's body and closed his hand around her throat. Kai swallowed hard as he watched what looked a lot like the woman being choked... He didn't really register the rest of the scenes. Ruki had explained the concept for the Derangement video, but it was still different from what Kai had imagined - more enigmatic, deeper, and more gruesome as well... but most of all, Kai had definitely not been prepared to be turned on by it!
Ruki beamed proudly at them afterwards. "So, what do you think?"
They all grinned and nodded, praising the videos, and telling him their favourite parts or what kind of feelings they had when watching. Not Kai though. He settled for telling Ruki he'd done a really good job and that it had come out just as good as they'd all wanted. Privately, he thought he really wanted to watch that last one again...
Pre-release day, and Uruha leaned close to Kai as they left the PSC office, his copy of Division in hand. "Come on, lets listen and watch it together?"
Kai hesitated. He'd really been looking forward to watching that one scene in the Derangement video again. Alone. But Uruha looked so expectant, that he couldn't say no. And so Kai found himself going home with Uruha, not for the first time though.
They stopped by a supermarket on the way to get snacks and drinks, because, like Uruha said, Division deserved it. Kai glanced at Uruha as they returned to the car, enjoying the view of that nice arse, clad in fashionably worn jeans, and he wondered how the evening was going to end. He was quite certain that they would end up in bed - like they frequently did - but how, and what would set it off this time?
Uruha stepped out of his shoes inside the door to his apartment and walked in to put the bag he was carrying down on the table in the living room. "There are bowls for the snacks in the kitchen," he said while getting glasses and taking the bottles out of the bag.
Kai put the bowls on a tray and carried them into the living room where Uruha was preparing both the cd player and the dvd player. He turned and grinned at Kai. "It's finally out... It's been really busy, hasn't it?"
Kai nodded and flopped down on Uruha's sofa. "We always agree that producing a single or an album at the same time as touring is a very bad idea, and then we end up doing it again. It's weird, right?"
Uruha sat down next to Kai and reached for the remote, turning on the cd player. "We forget, I think. Every time, we forget how busy we are and how tired we get... How long the days are." He opened a bottle of beer and poured for Kai, then himself. "Kanpai!"
Somehow, despite the first cd not being terribly long, Kai was already a little drunk. It might have had something to do with the fact that after that first beer, Uruha had opened the sake bottle, and he'd also played the song Kai had written twice. He'd pointed out several times various things about the composition that he liked, and every time, Kai had blushed and tried to push the credit on the rest of the band, because that song was more a collaboration than a one-person composition, he thought. And then Uruha had turned on the dvd player to play the PVs.
Ibitsu... Diplosomia... Kai emptied his cup as Derangement started, hoping that maybe he wouldn't be affected like the first time.
That hope was dashed when there was a quick succession of images of bare skin, shiny black pvc (or was that latex, Kai wondered again, not sure he could ask Ruki for such details), heaving bosoms, plush parted lips, and... (he ignored the mad grinning of the man) a hand closing around the woman's throat.
When that little sequence was over, Kai sat back again, not knowing when he'd leaned forward, and drew a slightly shaky breath. Had he forgotten to breathe too? He shifted a little, suddenly aware of the throbbing in his groin and the tightness of his jeans.
Uruha had refilled their glasses, but Kai didn't reach for it until the video ended. Damn, but he needed a drink after that!
He expected the next cd to start playing when Uruha pressed a button on the remote, but instead the PV started again. Kai gave Uruha a puzzled look.
"I just thought you'd like to see it again," was all Uruha said before he turned his attention back to the TV screen.
Uruha thought...? Had he been that obvious, Kai wondered as he watched the video again. He was going to try to not show that much interest again, or Uruha was going to start thinking he was weird - after all, normal and trustworthy people didn't get aroused from this kind of thing, right? The evidence was right there on the screen, only psychopaths... and Kai. Obviously, if the twitch and swelling of his cock was taken as evidence.
"You like this?" Uruha whispered in his ear, and Kai had no idea when he got so close to him. "Does it turn you on, the thought of wrapping your fingers around someone's throat like that?"
Kai could truthfully shake his head. No that didn't turn him on at all.
"No?" Uruha licked his earlobe. "Then, what about feeling someone else's hand on your throat?" he asked, sliding one hand up over Kai's chest. "Squeezing it..."
Uruha's hand had reached Kai's throat now and his fingers tightened slightly, making Kai moan. "Ah... So that's what you want..."
Kai blushed at the lustful sound he made. Now Uruha would think he was some kind of freak, and that would be the end to a long and lovely friends-with-benefits arrangement. He opened his mouth to protest, to lie, to say that Uruha was wrong, that he wasn't turned on by that when Uruha pulled at his earlobe with his lips, sending a small shiver down Kai's neck.
"Uru..."
"Have you done it before?" Uruha's breath tickled Kai's ear.
"N-no." Why didn't Uruha let go and pull back, putting some distance between them?
"Mmm... I knew you had a kinky side, but that you fantasised about this..." The video ended, and Kai wondered at the note he thought he heard in Uruha's voice. Was that... arousal? Uruha was also turned on by the idea?
Uruha's hand was still at Kai's throat, and Kai moaned again when he was pushed down and to the side, forced to lie on his back on the sofa. He looked up at Uruha as he felt his fingers tighten around his throat again. The sensation was one of being controlled, and the desire that grew steadily stronger inside him was to give himself up completely. It was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
Uruha's lips were so close to his now, Kai could feel their warmth, and when Uruha exhaled, the air brushed lightly over Kai's mouth. Breath... But Kai found it difficult to breathe now, and had to work hard every time he inhaled. It should be scary, he knew, but instead it just made his blood burn and his pulse race (and he thought he'd never been so hard before).
Uruha must have noticed it, because he grinned and whispered, "Do you like it as much as you thought you would?" He eased his grip around Kai's throat and pressed his thigh against Kai's erection.
Kai gasped for air, and a strange rush of arousal spread through him as he filled his lungs. He wasn't sure how to reply, because he hadn't really known what to imagine it would feel like, just that it turned him on for some reason. And the reality was so much better than any fantasy he might have had.
Before he could find a reply, Uruha moved his hand away and slipped it in under Kai's shirt instead, warm palm sliding up over Kai's stomach. Kai missed the grip on his throat already.
"More," he whispered, a bit surprised at the hoarseness of his voice.
"Take your clothes off first," Uruha replied, and Kai quickly squirmed out of his shirt and jeans, underwear and socks following.
He looked at Uruha's clothed form and pouted a little, in what he hoped was a charming and inviting manner. "And you? Aren't you wearing too much?"
Uruha chuckled and got up to undress. It was a little too slowly for Kai's taste, but when he tried to help, he realised he got mostly in the way, so he lay back on the couch. He brushed his fingers over the shaft of his hard cock, too aroused to be able to keep his hands off himself entirely.
When he was naked, Uruha crawled back onto the sofa, and Kai draped one of his legs over the backrest to give Uruha room. He smiled when Uruha swatted his hand away from his cock, not surprised, since Uruha seemed to be in the mood for being in control. Again. It wasn't a new game between them, and Kai enjoyed the feeling of responsibilities being lifted from his shoulders, letting Uruha decide for him for a little while.
Uruha bent down to kiss him, teasing the curve of Kai's upper lip with his tongue. "Still want more?" he asked softly.
"Yeah." Kai nodded, hips rolling upwards slightly at the thought. "Fuck, yeah."
Uruha grinned and moved his hand slowly up over Kai's body, and the higher his hand reached, the hornier Kai got. He knew where Uruha was headed and it was difficult to lie still and be patient when he longed to feel those fingers around his throat again.
When Uruha finally placed his hand on Kai's throat, Kai shivered in anticipation. Do it, he thought and swallowed hard, adam's apple bobbing under Uruha's palm. Please, do it again! he urged him silently, looking into Uruha's eyes.
Kai's eyes fluttered closed when Uruha tightened his fingers. At first it was just a little harder to breathe, but soon Kai was wheezing as he tried to force air down into his lungs. It was uncomfortable, but fuck! it felt so good, and his cock was throbbing again, a strange kind of pleasure lifting him. He realised that it was easier to not breathe now, when he had to fight for it, and when he felt Uruha's lips against his own, he simply stopped trying.
"You realise this is dangerous, don't you?" Uruha asked, and Kai could only nod, lungs aching to draw a full breath. "Do you know how fucking hot it is to feel that you trust me this much?" Uruha rubbed his cock against Kai's thigh, and Kai marvelled at how it felt - hard length against his skin, precome making it slide easily, hot and erotic and somehow so damn filthy at the same time. Kai wanted that cock inside him. He wanted it so much.
Uruha released his grip and Kai gasped as his body gulped down air like a man drowning in something far more disagreeable and much wetter than pleasure. He hooked his leg around Uruha's hips, trying to pull him closer, showing with his body what he couldn't say with words.
"Uru..."
Uruha moving his thumb a little, placing it over the pulse point... "There's something else I can do... Even more dangerous." The pressure of his thumb increased, and Kai quickly began feeling light-headed, but the heat in his cock grew heavier. He could breathe easily, but he was frighteningly aware of his heartbeat all of a sudden and his pulse was so loud in his ears. "You can feel it, can't you?" Uruha whispered. "Your life in my hands..."
Black edges crept in on Kai's vision, growing fast, taking over, and Uruha's voice sounded strange and far away, and yet close, so close - as if it was almost inside him. Every nerve in Kai's body was hyper-aware, every sensation more acute than ever... Then, just as Kai realised he was about to lose consciousness, Uruha let go, and a surge of intense arousal rushed through him.
A sound somewhere between a moan and a whimper left him as he grabbed weakly for Uruha. "Fuck me!" he gasped. "Oh god, please... fuck me!" He was so close to coming already, and a part of him wanted Uruha to do that again, let him experience that rush again. But Uruha just kissed him and reached for the lube and the condoms hidden under the sofa cushions.
Kai had no idea how long it was before Uruha - finally - pushed his cock into him, but it was nowhere near soon enough. "Fuck me... Fu-- ah!" Uruha didn't wait to let him adjust, but started thrusting - hard, thick length sliding deliciously over sensitive bundles of nerves inside him.
Raw lust governed him now, and Kai felt like he couldn't get enough no matter how hard or fast Uruha fucked him. The sofa protested the way they were treating it, squeaking ominously, and the remote controls fell to the floor, forgotten and ignored, and still Kai begged Uruha to take him to fuck him to use him to...
Kai's throat was aching, reminding him with every gasp and breath of how it had felt to not be able to breathe, Uruha's big hand squeezing around it. He didn't care that his arse was sore already, that he'd still be sore in the morning, because Uruha had found the perfect angle inside him, and little stars were dancing before his eyes as he gave himself over to orgasm, while Uruha was moaning in his ear.
"God, Uruha..." Kai laughed breathlessly, heart still pounding in his chest, and Uruha smiled back. "Where did you learn to do that?"
The smile grew to a grin and Uruha shrugged. "Oh, just something... Someone did to me once. A long time ago."
"And how did you know when to let go, when you did that last thing? Because that was... wow." Kai's tongue darted out to wet his dry lips.
"I was just counting seconds..." Uruha pressed his lips to Kai's shoulders before he pushed himself up and off Kai. "No magic to it."
Counting seconds? So it hadn't been very long at all, Kai realised. And maybe none of it had been as long as it had felt, but simply that the danger had distorted his sense of time.
"I think we should thank Ruki for putting that scene into the video," Uruha said then and helped Kai up.
Kai nodded and followed Uruha to the shower, knees still a little shaky. One day he would find out what Uruha had been up to before they started seeing each other, he vowed. One day, he would get Uruha to tell him just how he'd learned all the little kinky tricks he knew. One day... And he'd enjoy every moment until then.
This entry was originally posted at http://ldybastet.dreamwidth.org/596023.html.
comments there. You can comment on either site.
Author: ldybastet
Fandom/Pairing: the GazettE - Uruha/Kai
Rating: NC-17Adult/Wild
Content: Kink, breathplay, choking.
Summary: Kai finds fuel for sexual fantasies in one of their new PVs. Uruha takes it a step further.
Disclaimer: I am in no way affiliated with the GazettE or PSC, and don't know what is really going on in their lives apart from what they reveal in interviews and on Twitter. This is only fiction, and any resemblance to real events or people is purely coincidental! No one was hurt during the writing of this story, no disrespect is intended, and I earn no money from this.
Notes: ~2750 words. Written for the breathplay square on my Kink Bingo card. Beta by the very encouraging Miss misumaru. As an extra warning, please don't try this kink out without thorough research and preferably also an experienced person around. These things can go wrong far too easily, and neither you nor I want that.
Breathless
They'd been working hard for weeks on end, and Kai was starting to feel a little ragged around the edges. There'd been working on the songs until they were all happy with them, then recording them, photo shoots, interviews, and now also the shooting of the PVs. And not just one, like for a single, but two.
Thankfully, they'd had a few days to rest while the actors were doing their scenes for one of the videos and it was edited. When he got the text message from Ruki that the videos were finished, edited and perfected, and ready for their first screening, Kai felt enthusiastic again.
They watched Ibitsu, and Kai enjoyed seeing Uruha throw his head back, flicking his hair away from his face... He'd always thought Uruha was sexy when he did that. Then they watched the SE, and Kai was impressed. He thought that it really illustrated all that they had talked about regarding the new album and the idea behind having two different styles and putting them on two CDs. He smiled to himself. This was really going to satisfy their fans, he thought.
Then the next video started, and Kai could only watch the screen in amazement. Ruki looked good in it of course - they all did - but what really caught Kai's attention was when that man crawled up over the woman's body and closed his hand around her throat. Kai swallowed hard as he watched what looked a lot like the woman being choked... He didn't really register the rest of the scenes. Ruki had explained the concept for the Derangement video, but it was still different from what Kai had imagined - more enigmatic, deeper, and more gruesome as well... but most of all, Kai had definitely not been prepared to be turned on by it!
Ruki beamed proudly at them afterwards. "So, what do you think?"
They all grinned and nodded, praising the videos, and telling him their favourite parts or what kind of feelings they had when watching. Not Kai though. He settled for telling Ruki he'd done a really good job and that it had come out just as good as they'd all wanted. Privately, he thought he really wanted to watch that last one again...
Pre-release day, and Uruha leaned close to Kai as they left the PSC office, his copy of Division in hand. "Come on, lets listen and watch it together?"
Kai hesitated. He'd really been looking forward to watching that one scene in the Derangement video again. Alone. But Uruha looked so expectant, that he couldn't say no. And so Kai found himself going home with Uruha, not for the first time though.
They stopped by a supermarket on the way to get snacks and drinks, because, like Uruha said, Division deserved it. Kai glanced at Uruha as they returned to the car, enjoying the view of that nice arse, clad in fashionably worn jeans, and he wondered how the evening was going to end. He was quite certain that they would end up in bed - like they frequently did - but how, and what would set it off this time?
Uruha stepped out of his shoes inside the door to his apartment and walked in to put the bag he was carrying down on the table in the living room. "There are bowls for the snacks in the kitchen," he said while getting glasses and taking the bottles out of the bag.
Kai put the bowls on a tray and carried them into the living room where Uruha was preparing both the cd player and the dvd player. He turned and grinned at Kai. "It's finally out... It's been really busy, hasn't it?"
Kai nodded and flopped down on Uruha's sofa. "We always agree that producing a single or an album at the same time as touring is a very bad idea, and then we end up doing it again. It's weird, right?"
Uruha sat down next to Kai and reached for the remote, turning on the cd player. "We forget, I think. Every time, we forget how busy we are and how tired we get... How long the days are." He opened a bottle of beer and poured for Kai, then himself. "Kanpai!"
Somehow, despite the first cd not being terribly long, Kai was already a little drunk. It might have had something to do with the fact that after that first beer, Uruha had opened the sake bottle, and he'd also played the song Kai had written twice. He'd pointed out several times various things about the composition that he liked, and every time, Kai had blushed and tried to push the credit on the rest of the band, because that song was more a collaboration than a one-person composition, he thought. And then Uruha had turned on the dvd player to play the PVs.
Ibitsu... Diplosomia... Kai emptied his cup as Derangement started, hoping that maybe he wouldn't be affected like the first time.
That hope was dashed when there was a quick succession of images of bare skin, shiny black pvc (or was that latex, Kai wondered again, not sure he could ask Ruki for such details), heaving bosoms, plush parted lips, and... (he ignored the mad grinning of the man) a hand closing around the woman's throat.
When that little sequence was over, Kai sat back again, not knowing when he'd leaned forward, and drew a slightly shaky breath. Had he forgotten to breathe too? He shifted a little, suddenly aware of the throbbing in his groin and the tightness of his jeans.
Uruha had refilled their glasses, but Kai didn't reach for it until the video ended. Damn, but he needed a drink after that!
He expected the next cd to start playing when Uruha pressed a button on the remote, but instead the PV started again. Kai gave Uruha a puzzled look.
"I just thought you'd like to see it again," was all Uruha said before he turned his attention back to the TV screen.
Uruha thought...? Had he been that obvious, Kai wondered as he watched the video again. He was going to try to not show that much interest again, or Uruha was going to start thinking he was weird - after all, normal and trustworthy people didn't get aroused from this kind of thing, right? The evidence was right there on the screen, only psychopaths... and Kai. Obviously, if the twitch and swelling of his cock was taken as evidence.
"You like this?" Uruha whispered in his ear, and Kai had no idea when he got so close to him. "Does it turn you on, the thought of wrapping your fingers around someone's throat like that?"
Kai could truthfully shake his head. No that didn't turn him on at all.
"No?" Uruha licked his earlobe. "Then, what about feeling someone else's hand on your throat?" he asked, sliding one hand up over Kai's chest. "Squeezing it..."
Uruha's hand had reached Kai's throat now and his fingers tightened slightly, making Kai moan. "Ah... So that's what you want..."
Kai blushed at the lustful sound he made. Now Uruha would think he was some kind of freak, and that would be the end to a long and lovely friends-with-benefits arrangement. He opened his mouth to protest, to lie, to say that Uruha was wrong, that he wasn't turned on by that when Uruha pulled at his earlobe with his lips, sending a small shiver down Kai's neck.
"Uru..."
"Have you done it before?" Uruha's breath tickled Kai's ear.
"N-no." Why didn't Uruha let go and pull back, putting some distance between them?
"Mmm... I knew you had a kinky side, but that you fantasised about this..." The video ended, and Kai wondered at the note he thought he heard in Uruha's voice. Was that... arousal? Uruha was also turned on by the idea?
Uruha's hand was still at Kai's throat, and Kai moaned again when he was pushed down and to the side, forced to lie on his back on the sofa. He looked up at Uruha as he felt his fingers tighten around his throat again. The sensation was one of being controlled, and the desire that grew steadily stronger inside him was to give himself up completely. It was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.
Uruha's lips were so close to his now, Kai could feel their warmth, and when Uruha exhaled, the air brushed lightly over Kai's mouth. Breath... But Kai found it difficult to breathe now, and had to work hard every time he inhaled. It should be scary, he knew, but instead it just made his blood burn and his pulse race (and he thought he'd never been so hard before).
Uruha must have noticed it, because he grinned and whispered, "Do you like it as much as you thought you would?" He eased his grip around Kai's throat and pressed his thigh against Kai's erection.
Kai gasped for air, and a strange rush of arousal spread through him as he filled his lungs. He wasn't sure how to reply, because he hadn't really known what to imagine it would feel like, just that it turned him on for some reason. And the reality was so much better than any fantasy he might have had.
Before he could find a reply, Uruha moved his hand away and slipped it in under Kai's shirt instead, warm palm sliding up over Kai's stomach. Kai missed the grip on his throat already.
"More," he whispered, a bit surprised at the hoarseness of his voice.
"Take your clothes off first," Uruha replied, and Kai quickly squirmed out of his shirt and jeans, underwear and socks following.
He looked at Uruha's clothed form and pouted a little, in what he hoped was a charming and inviting manner. "And you? Aren't you wearing too much?"
Uruha chuckled and got up to undress. It was a little too slowly for Kai's taste, but when he tried to help, he realised he got mostly in the way, so he lay back on the couch. He brushed his fingers over the shaft of his hard cock, too aroused to be able to keep his hands off himself entirely.
When he was naked, Uruha crawled back onto the sofa, and Kai draped one of his legs over the backrest to give Uruha room. He smiled when Uruha swatted his hand away from his cock, not surprised, since Uruha seemed to be in the mood for being in control. Again. It wasn't a new game between them, and Kai enjoyed the feeling of responsibilities being lifted from his shoulders, letting Uruha decide for him for a little while.
Uruha bent down to kiss him, teasing the curve of Kai's upper lip with his tongue. "Still want more?" he asked softly.
"Yeah." Kai nodded, hips rolling upwards slightly at the thought. "Fuck, yeah."
Uruha grinned and moved his hand slowly up over Kai's body, and the higher his hand reached, the hornier Kai got. He knew where Uruha was headed and it was difficult to lie still and be patient when he longed to feel those fingers around his throat again.
When Uruha finally placed his hand on Kai's throat, Kai shivered in anticipation. Do it, he thought and swallowed hard, adam's apple bobbing under Uruha's palm. Please, do it again! he urged him silently, looking into Uruha's eyes.
Kai's eyes fluttered closed when Uruha tightened his fingers. At first it was just a little harder to breathe, but soon Kai was wheezing as he tried to force air down into his lungs. It was uncomfortable, but fuck! it felt so good, and his cock was throbbing again, a strange kind of pleasure lifting him. He realised that it was easier to not breathe now, when he had to fight for it, and when he felt Uruha's lips against his own, he simply stopped trying.
"You realise this is dangerous, don't you?" Uruha asked, and Kai could only nod, lungs aching to draw a full breath. "Do you know how fucking hot it is to feel that you trust me this much?" Uruha rubbed his cock against Kai's thigh, and Kai marvelled at how it felt - hard length against his skin, precome making it slide easily, hot and erotic and somehow so damn filthy at the same time. Kai wanted that cock inside him. He wanted it so much.
Uruha released his grip and Kai gasped as his body gulped down air like a man drowning in something far more disagreeable and much wetter than pleasure. He hooked his leg around Uruha's hips, trying to pull him closer, showing with his body what he couldn't say with words.
"Uru..."
Uruha moving his thumb a little, placing it over the pulse point... "There's something else I can do... Even more dangerous." The pressure of his thumb increased, and Kai quickly began feeling light-headed, but the heat in his cock grew heavier. He could breathe easily, but he was frighteningly aware of his heartbeat all of a sudden and his pulse was so loud in his ears. "You can feel it, can't you?" Uruha whispered. "Your life in my hands..."
Black edges crept in on Kai's vision, growing fast, taking over, and Uruha's voice sounded strange and far away, and yet close, so close - as if it was almost inside him. Every nerve in Kai's body was hyper-aware, every sensation more acute than ever... Then, just as Kai realised he was about to lose consciousness, Uruha let go, and a surge of intense arousal rushed through him.
A sound somewhere between a moan and a whimper left him as he grabbed weakly for Uruha. "Fuck me!" he gasped. "Oh god, please... fuck me!" He was so close to coming already, and a part of him wanted Uruha to do that again, let him experience that rush again. But Uruha just kissed him and reached for the lube and the condoms hidden under the sofa cushions.
Kai had no idea how long it was before Uruha - finally - pushed his cock into him, but it was nowhere near soon enough. "Fuck me... Fu-- ah!" Uruha didn't wait to let him adjust, but started thrusting - hard, thick length sliding deliciously over sensitive bundles of nerves inside him.
Raw lust governed him now, and Kai felt like he couldn't get enough no matter how hard or fast Uruha fucked him. The sofa protested the way they were treating it, squeaking ominously, and the remote controls fell to the floor, forgotten and ignored, and still Kai begged Uruha to take him to fuck him to use him to...
Kai's throat was aching, reminding him with every gasp and breath of how it had felt to not be able to breathe, Uruha's big hand squeezing around it. He didn't care that his arse was sore already, that he'd still be sore in the morning, because Uruha had found the perfect angle inside him, and little stars were dancing before his eyes as he gave himself over to orgasm, while Uruha was moaning in his ear.
"God, Uruha..." Kai laughed breathlessly, heart still pounding in his chest, and Uruha smiled back. "Where did you learn to do that?"
The smile grew to a grin and Uruha shrugged. "Oh, just something... Someone did to me once. A long time ago."
"And how did you know when to let go, when you did that last thing? Because that was... wow." Kai's tongue darted out to wet his dry lips.
"I was just counting seconds..." Uruha pressed his lips to Kai's shoulders before he pushed himself up and off Kai. "No magic to it."
Counting seconds? So it hadn't been very long at all, Kai realised. And maybe none of it had been as long as it had felt, but simply that the danger had distorted his sense of time.
"I think we should thank Ruki for putting that scene into the video," Uruha said then and helped Kai up.
Kai nodded and followed Uruha to the shower, knees still a little shaky. One day he would find out what Uruha had been up to before they started seeing each other, he vowed. One day, he would get Uruha to tell him just how he'd learned all the little kinky tricks he knew. One day... And he'd enjoy every moment until then.
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