Kinktober 2020 drabbles, days 23-31
Title: Kinktober 2020
Chapter: drabble list
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairings: various, check each listing
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: cuckolding, humiliation, anal sex, oral sex, frottage, cnc, barebacking, cum eating, creampie, double penetration, mild bondage, mild pain play, gangbang/orgy, fucking machines, toys, bondage, gags, mild cnc, glory hole, anonymity, bondage, watersports, golden bath, bodily fluids, boot worship, tittyfucking, latex, rope bondage, footjob, gun play, fear play, edgeplay, CBT, pain play, ballbusting, electro play, impact play, temperature play
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: various
Comment: A collection of drabbles for Kinktober 2020, listed by pairing and prompt. Tags will be updated as I go. Can also be read on AO3 for easier sorting. See my twitter for prompt list and more info. Please excuse any mistakes, as I'm posting these on the same day I'm writing them without proofreading.
Here you'll find days 23-31 of the prompt fills.
Day 23: Cuckolding, all members
"And remember, use your safeword if you need it." Aoi kissed Reita's temple, stroking a hand over his back, waiting until he met his eyes before he continued. "Don't suffer in silence, even if it looks like I'm having fun. I don't want to enjoy myself at your expense, okay?"
"I promise." Reita nuzzled Aoi lovingly for a moment, before looking up at the others. "Same thing goes for you guys, alright? If it stops being fun for you, say something."
"I'd worry about myself if I were you," Ruki said, giving Reita a wicked grin that sent a shiver running down his spine.
Kai hummed in agreement, licking his lips as his gaze shifted from Aoi to Reita. "Yeah, we're just going to use your pretty little boyfriend as a cumdump and leave you to clean the mess."
"Who the fuck are you calling 'little'?" Aoi got up to slap Kai's shoulder, turning to Reita. "But seriously, you're good?"
Reita nodded. "Ready when you are."
"Not quite yet, you're not." Uruha grabbed a pair of handcuffs off the coffee table, walking over to where Reita was sitting on the couch, closing one of the cuffs around his wrist. Reita didn't resist when Uruha pulled his arms behind his back, leaning close so he could lock his hands together, whispering in Reita's ear before he pulled away. "Can't have you touching yourself like some kind of pervert."
Reita shuddered again, now he could do nothing but watch as Kai ran his fingers through Aoi's hair, kissing him passionately, hands slipping down between them. While he worked on getting Aoi's jeans open, Ruki went up behind him, gripping the hem of his shirt and pulling it upwards. Aoi raised his arms, and he was forced to pull away from Kai's lips long enough for Ruki to get his shirt over his head, but as soon as it was off, he went right back to kissing him.
The lack of hesitance in Aoi's movements made Reita moan, and Uruha laughed, taking a seat on the couch next to him. "What, you like watching your boyfriend make out with another man?" Reita shook his head, though his cheeks were heating up, and Uruha grabbed his chin, forcing him to watch as Kai pulled Aoi's jeans down, Aoi tilting his head to kiss Ruki in the meantime. "That's too bad, because we're gonna make you. You're gonna watch us turn Aoi into a slut for any cock that isn't yours."
"Pretty sure he already is one," Kai said, running his hand over the outline of Aoi's cock through his boxers, before pulling them down as well. Just as he'd pointed out, Aoi was already getting hard, and Reita bit his lip at the sight.
Uruha got up from the couch, moving the leather ottoman Aoi had bought for these exact occasions closer, and when Ruki pushed Aoi down on it, Reita had to agree, it was a smart purchase. Aoi moved so he was lying comfortably on his back, raising his legs and hooking his arms under his knees, holding himself spread out. "Look at you, such an eager whore, aren't you?"
"Please, ruin me," Aoi whispered, and Kai grabbed the lube from the table, dispensing a generous amount in Uruha's palm. He smeared it over his fingers, reaching down to rub them along Aoi's cleft, who bit his lip against a moan. "Please."
"What a good boy he is." Ruki pushed his pants down just enough to get his dick out, moving up behind the ottoman, tapping Aoi's cheek. "You wanna be extra good?" Aoi didn't need to be asked twice, he opened his mouth wide, letting Ruki bend his knees just enough to shove his dick in. They both moaned, Ruki because Aoi immediately started sucking, and Aoi because Uruha had just pushed a slick finger into his ass.
"He's surprisingly tight, for a slut," Uruha said, twisting his finger and curling it slightly, pushing against Aoi's prostate and grinning at the sound he made.
"Guess Reita never fucks him." Kai was rubbing himself through his jeans, having to tear his gaze away from Aoi to give Reita a challenging look, raising an eyebrow as if daring him to talk back. "Or are you just that tiny?"
"He never lets me fuck him, says I can't satisfy him." It wasn't quite the truth, but it was close enough, and the mocking laughs he got in response made Reita's dick twitch in his underwear.
"Is that so?" Ruki pulled out of Aoi's mouth, who whined at the loss, trying to stretch his neck enough to lick the head.
"Please, Ruki, fuck my mouth."
"Since you asked so nicely." He slid one hand under Aoi's head, helping hold him up while he thrust into his mouth.
"Why don't you watch how we take care of your boyfriend, Reita? Maybe you'll learn a thing or two." Uruha slipped a second finger into Aoi, moving them slowly, opening him up gradually. Aoi's dick was rock hard by now, and Kai reached down to take it in his hand.
"Definitely seems like we're able to satisfy him," he said, stroking Aoi slowly, smearing his precum with his hand, making the glide easier. Aoi moaned as much as he could with Ruki's dick in his mouth, gripping his legs tighter, his thighs tensing slightly. "Oh, think we can make him cum like this?"
Reita drew a shaky breath, recognising the signs that Aoi was getting close. He almost wished he weren't cuffed so he could touch himself, jerk off to the sight of his friends bringing Aoi to the edge, stuffing his holes and stroking his cock. Uruha had three fingers moving into Aoi now, and Ruki was fucking his mouth hard, and it only took a few more jerks of Kai's wrist for Aoi to reach his peak, coating his chest in his own cum and moaning desperately.
He was given a moment to recover, the others pulling away to hurriedly peel their clothes off, and he sat up slowly, groaning from the soreness of having been in the same position for too long. "Oh, baby, are you hard?" Reita quickly averted his gaze, blushing furiously, even though there was no point denying his obvious boner. "Poor Reita, too pathetic to make me cum yourself, so you just have to watch as someone else does it. If only you could get that hard for me when I want to ride you."
Reita clenched his eyes shut, crying out in surprise when his cheek was slapped, looking up to see Ruki standing over him. "None of that, cuck. You're gonna keep those eyes open, and you're gonna watch, is that clear?" Reita nodded reluctantly, grunting when Ruki yanked his head back by his hair. He stepped aside so Reita could see Aoi leaning over the ottoman facing him, legs straight and ass up, Kai pushing slowly into him.
Aoi moaned eagerly as Kai's cock filled him, vision unfocused as he pushed back as much as he could, taking him deeper. Uruha chuckled at the display of impatience, patting Aoi's cheek, getting his attention. "Look at you, so hungry to be filled you can barely wait. What are you?"
"Your cock slut," Aoi whispered, but Uruha shook his head, pointing over to the couch, where Ruki was still holding Reita's head still, even though he hardly needed to.
"No, tell your boyfriend what you are."
Aoi licked his lips, starting to speak, but he was cut off by Kai pulling out and slamming back in, wrenching a cry of pleasure from him. Kai gripped his hips, holding him still, and he whined when he realised he wasn't going to keep fucking him until he did as Uruha asked. "I'm their cock slut, Reita, their cum dump, their toy. I love having my holes fucked, and I really fucking love that they're making you watch."
That brought another chorus of laughs from everyone but Reita, who was desperately swallowing his moans, loving it just as much as Aoi, but not wanting to admit it yet. Ruki let go of his hair, slapping him again and reaching for the lube, slicking up while watching Kai fuck Aoi. "Hear that, bitch? Your boyfriend loves you watching him get his holes destroyed." He leaned closer to whisper in Reita's ear, grin evident in his voice. "I bet he'd love being fucked into an incoherent, drooling mess while you're powerless to do anything but watch, thinking about how you're never going to feel him again. Even on the off chance he lets you stick it in, your pathetic little prick will just get lost in his gaping hole."
Reita finally broke down, moaning out loud and rubbing his thighs together in a desperate attempt to get any kind of friction to his aching dick. Ruki laughed at him, getting up and moving over to Aoi, reaching down to pinch his nipple. Aoi barely reacted, too lost in the pleasure of Kai's cock moving inside him, fucking him hard and making his muscles tremble from holding himself up. "Please, cum in me, fill me up."
Kai grunted in agreement, fingers digging into his hips, leaving red marks from his fingernails and drawing more moans from Aoi. He fucked him hard for another minute, burying himself to the hilt inside him when he came, just rocking his hips against his ass and groaning softly. He locked eyes with Reita as his orgasm rolled through him, giving him an open-mouthed grin, before pulling out.
"You look a little frustrated there, cuckie," he said, patting Aoi's ass in thanks as he passed him, moving over to the couch. "What, not ready to admit that you're enjoying yourself?"
"I just like hearing Aoi's moans."
"You're a fucking liar." Kai propped one leg up on the couch next to Reita, pulling his head down to his dick, tugging on his hair, and Reita whimpered from how sore his scalp was by now. "Go on, lick it. Taste your boyfriend's ass on my cock, you know you want to." Reita closed his eyes, slowly sticking his tongue out, sighing when Kai rubbed his dick against it. For the most part, he just tasted Kai's cum, but there was just something so degrading about being made to lick a cock that had just been inside Aoi that he loved so much.
When he started lapping, Kai pulled away, still a little sensitive from his orgasm, and Reita opened his eyes, his heart skipping a beat at the sight in front of him. Uruha was lying on his back on the ottoman, Aoi's back against his chest and his dick in his ass. He helped hold him up while Ruki got between his legs, grabbing his thighs and holding them spread out, glancing over at Reita and grinning at the look he received in return. "We did promise we would stretch him out, didn't we?"
Reita watched in amazement and awe as Ruki pushed into Aoi's ass alongside Uruha, the three of them moaning together, making his dick twitch. His clothes were far too tight for comfort, not to mention hot, and he sent Kai a pleading look, stomach fluttering when he shook his head. "Nah. Get yourself off, if you want it that badly," he said, stifling a grin, and Reita took a shaky breath.
Aoi was panting harshly, brows furrowed in concentration, but he was hard again, even though he'd already cum once earlier, and he loved how good it felt to be treated like a piece of meat by his friends, especially with Reita watching. "Please fuck me, I want your cocks so badly."
"Uruha, you got a good grip?" Uruha gave a short grunt, and Ruki slowly started moving, moaning at how tight Aoi's ass was around him. Just being inside him with Uruha's cock pressed against his was already so good, and he knew he wasn't going to last long, not with how long he'd been hard already. They moved in rhythm, thrusting into Aoi at a rising pace, and Ruki dug his fingers into his thighs, aiming to leave bruises. He knew Reita loved it when Aoi was covered in marks he hadn't made, and he grinned when Uruha shifted to suck on Aoi's neck, licking his lips at the sight of the hickey when he pulled away again.
Ruki came not long after, pushing deep into Aoi, grateful that Uruha kept moving even as his cock started pulsing inside him. He pulled out when the stimulation became too much, stepping back and running a hand through his hair, looking over at Reita. "Get the fuck over here, bitch."
"You heard him," Kai said, grabbing Reita's hair and pulling him off the couch. Reita shuffled his knees as much as he could, biting his lip when he was dragged to kneel between Uruha's feet, Ruki holding Aoi's legs out of the way for him. "Put your mouth to use."
To Reita's surprise, it didn't take more than him sucking Aoi's balls into his mouth for him to start cumming, reaching down to stroke himself while Reita sucked and licked at his sack. Reita was almost disappointed he hadn't cum on his face, but they could save that for another time. "Look at that, he came again. Guess your boyfriend really loves getting fucked, huh, Reita?"
Reita nodded, moving down to Uruha's balls instead, doing his best to lick them while he still fucked Aoi's ass, thrusts growing erratic. He moaned when Uruha finally stilled, lapping gratefully at his balls, eyes focused on Aoi's hole stretched around his cock. "Wanna cum?" He nodded again, moving his knee when Uruha shifted his leg, placing his foot closer to Reita's crotch.
He took the hint, shifting his hips so his dick pressed right up against Uruha's shin, grinding desperately, but keeping his head tilted just slightly. When Uruha's dick slipped out of Aoi, he was quick to lean in, moaning in delight as cum started trickling out of his ass. He closed his lips over his hole, straining to keep rutting against Uruha's leg while he sucked, not even needing to be told not to waste a drop. Licking creampies out of Aoi was one of his favourite things.
"Look at you, Reita, you're so pitiful." Reita moaned in agreement, well beyond denying it by now, just letting the shame and pleasure roll through his body, rubbing almost frantically against Uruha's leg. "Cum for us, show us how much you love eating our cum out of your skank of a boyfriend's ass."
And Reita did, staining his boxers and pushing his tongue into Aoi, humping Uruha's leg as he came so hard he could hear his own pulse.
Day 24: Fucking Machines, Kai/Uruha
Uruha lifted his head when Kai placed the gag between his lips, letting him fasten the straps behind his head, shooting him a grateful look when he pulled a pillow under him. Now Uruha could relax his neck, but also had the lovely view of his body stretched out on the bed, legs spread and tied to the bedposts, and the fucking machine between them.
His arms were cuffed to the headboard, and he had no way of escaping, not that he wanted to. He was perfectly happy just watching Kai position the toy, heart beating a little quicker when the dildo attachment pressed against his prepped hole. It slid in easily when Kai turned the machine on, and Uruha moaned as the toy pushed itself deep inside him, thighs tensing slightly.
"There's no use trying to close your legs, you know," Kai said, stroking one of Uruha's thighs absently, watching his face for a moment. "You're not getting away." He turned a dial, and the toy started moving slowly, retracting until it almost slipped out of Uruha entirely, pefore pushing back in. Kai turned to retrieve something else, but Uruha didn't feel like checking. He was too busy watching the mechanical arm thrust the dildo in and out between his legs.
He always loved being fucked like this, unforgiving, rhythmical thrusts, knowing the only thing that could change how the machine moved inside him was Kai. He couldn't clench around the dick inside him to make it stutter, couldn't wince to make it stop, nor entice it into moving faster. Except by manipulating Kai, he had no control over how he was fucked, and it was a delicious sort of helplessness, aided by the fact that he was also tied down and gagged.
Kai was right, there was no escape, and that alone had Uruha's dick hard. Then Kai returned to the bed, and Uruha whimpered at the sight of the hitachi wand in his hand. "Yeah, I thought that might excite you." Kai set up a makeshift frame he'd put together at some point when he'd realised he liked teasing Uruha hands-free, fastening the vibrator to it and shifting the homemade device closer.
He trapped Uruha's dick between his waist and the head of the hitachi, turning it on and grinning at the reaction it brought. Uruha strained against his bonds, letting out a strangled moan, seemingly trying to retract into himself. Kai chuckled and patted his hip, turning the dial on the fucking machine, increasing the pace. "Don't tell me that's too much for you."
Uruha's brows furrowed, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, and he was moaning steadily now. Between the magic wand vibrating against his dick and the dildo thrusting into him, his mind was going foggy from pleasure. A quick glance to the side revealed that Kai was enjoying this, too, at least judging by the way his sweatpants were bulging in the front. Uruha smiled around the gag, resting his head in the pillow and closing his eyes.
The toy fucked him relentlessly, brushing his prostate and sending pleasure coursing through his body with every thrust. He heard the click of a button, and the vibrations against his dick increased, making him moan and push his hips up as much as he could. Kai watching him made it even hotter, knowing he was watching Uruha succumb to the pleasure of unending stimulation.
He tried to hold on as long as he could, never wanting it to end, but there was only so much he could take. The stimulation didn't cease when he came, there was no compassion to be had from the toys even after he'd spattered his stomach with his cum and it almost became too much. Only when he got so sensitive it almost hurt did Kai switch the vibrator off, moving it away from his dick, and Uruha opened his eyes to send him a thankful look.
"You should see yourself," Kai said, grinning as his gaze roved over him, the breathless tone of his voice the only indication that he was affected at all, unless Uruha looked down again. "How long before you get hard again, I wonder."
With the machine still thrusting into him, Uruha figured it wouldn't take long at all.
Day 25: Glory Hole, strangers/Reita
Being in a band had its perks, and a few downsides. When you're a public figure, you have an image to maintain, not just for yourself, but also for the other people you're in a band with. Nobody likes being the subject of a scandal, and Reita always went out of his way to avoid public scrutiny as much as possible. Which was why he was really grateful that the owner of the place was a friend of a friend and let him sneak in the back door unseen every time.
Sometimes, he had a particular itch he couldn't scratch with just roleplay, and on those days, he appreciated being able to contact the owner and reserve his usual spot. A regular glory hole setup would still be too risky, in case someone got curious and decided to peek through the hole to see who they were fucking, but this was the perfect arrangement. Reita felt pretty secure, lying comfortably on his back on a padded shelf, legs bent and feet poking through the wall, allegedly for the viewing pleasure of customers. His ass, dick, and the upper half of his thighs were the only parts available to anyone on the other side of the wall.
There was just something about the thrill of being fucked by too many strangers to count that made Reita wish he had a hole to stick his hand through so he could stroke himself while he lay there. He was between customers, and it wasn't long since he'd cum, but he was already hard again. It would have been embarrassing if it wasn't so hot.
The clink of a key in the lock made him look up, and he smiled when the owner stepped in with a bottle of water, shutting the door behind him. "Thought you might be thirsty."
"Thanks." Reita shot him a grateful smile, drinking from the straw that was offered to him. "Oh, and one request, if you don't mind." He nodded, and Reita licked his lips. "Strap me down?"
"Alright, but then you're taking a break in half an hour, got it?"
"Yes, boss," Reita said jokingly, grinning when he set the bottle aside and reached for his arm.
"I don't pay you."
"I know, this is so much better." Honestly, Reita should be paying him, but he always insisted he made up for it by satisfying his customers. Maybe they got thirsty again after orgasms, or maybe they just came back more frequently, Reita had no idea, and that was part of the appeal.
Another part of it, which he didn't always need, but hadn't been able to resist tonight, was the feeling when the leather cuffs locked around his wrists. The chain was just long enough that he could rest his hands on his stomach, but too short for him to undo the buckles if he tried. The last strap was a thick belt that went across his torso, pinning him to the bench and leaving him unable to move.
The owner locked the door behind him when he left, and Reita was once again alone in the small, dimly lit room, staring at his knees sticking out of the wall like sculptures. He tested squirming, delighting in the shiver that went through his body when he barely shifted. Now he was stuck, fixed to the wall with no escape, ass hanging out for anyone to do whatever they saw fit with, and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.
As if on cue, a sharp slap to his ass made Reita cry out, mostly from surprise, and then a dick was pushing into him without preamble. He was slick from the previous customers' cum, and it slid in easily, making Reita moan, as much from the implication as the sensations. Hands gripped his thighs, and the person started moving, fucking him with deep thrusts.
The feeling was almost intoxicating, a mix of shame, excitement, and raw pleasure coursing through him at being fucked like this. He had no control over anything, couldn't even see who was currently filling his ass with their cock over and over, and he rested his head against the leather padding and closed his eyes.
Any fantasy he wanted to play with felt so authentic now, compared to in the comfort of his own bed. He could pretend he'd been kidnapped, tied down in some gang's safehouse, trapped in there as a fleshlight until he stopped being useful. He could imagine he owed someone a debt and they'd blackmailed him, threatened to go to the police unless he earned back what he owed, a thousand yen at a time.
One of his favourites was betrayal by his bandmates. They all had a spare key to his place, any one of them could sneak in during the night, drug him and take him somewhere nobody could hear his screams. They played with it sometimes, and Reita smiled at the memories that came flooding back, only interrupted by the distinct feeling of the cock in his ass cumming.
He bit his lip against a moan, shuddering when the person pulled out and left, or at least he assumed they did. Cum dripped down his crack, oozing steadily from his hole, and his cock twitched at the feeling. Used, violated, and completely helpless, Reita could do nothing but moan as another cock pushed in, fucking the previous patron's cum back into him.
They must have been hard for a while already, or perhaps they were new, because it didn't take long for their thrusts to become desperate. They slammed into him hard a few times, his body rocking from the force, and then stilled, filling him with more cum.
Reita furrowed his brows when they didn't pull out immediately. Were they not done yet? Apparently not, because seconds later, more liquid spilled into his ass, but that didn't make any sense, had they even had time to get hard again?
Understanding dawned over Reita when the stream didn't stop, and he moaned so loud he was afraid they might hear him. That wasn't cum flushing out his colon, the person was pissing, and Reita's toes curled as he squirmed in delight. Judging by how long they went, the person had really needed it, and Reita felt both useful and used at the same time.
The person pulled out, and piss and cum trickled out of him steadily. He would have pushed to aid it, but he didn't want to hit anyone, and he knew there was a drain placed right beneath his ass for a reason. All he could do was lie there and bask in the feeling, enjoy how dirty he was, literally and figuratively, until the stream tapered off.
He wasn't empty for long, another cock pushed into him, and then the sharp sensation of a marker against his thigh made his stomach flutter in excitement. He wouldn't see what they wrote until later, but he'd jerk off to it when he got home, and he clenched around the person's dick in encouragement. When he couldn't talk, he had to get creative, and he received a pat to his ass in response.
Fingers dug into his thighs, and the person started moving, fucking him hard. They adjusted their angle, and Reita moaned when their cock hit his prostate dead on, clenching around them involuntarily. Apparently satisfied, they increased the force of their thrusts, not that it was necessary. Reita was already cumming, spattering the wall with what little his balls managed to squeeze out after an already long session, spent and sated yet again.
Still, he didn't mind that the person kept thrusting, even though he was soon bordering on oversensitive, biting his lip as shaky gasps left him. He knew he would need a break soon, debating just pissing himself for added effect, but until the owner came back to unlock him, he was going to enjoy every second of being mercilessly used.
Day 26: Boot Worship, Ruki/Uruha
"I think you should go with those tonight." Ruki pointed to a pair of black, thigh-high leather boots, licking his lips subtly.
Uruha glanced at him over his shoulder, before leaning into the closet to reach for them. "These, huh?"
"Have you seen how fuckable you look in them?" Ruki snatched the boots from him, nodding towards the bed, and Uruha went to sit down on the edge of it.
"Alright, fair point." Of course, Uruha would wear anything Ruki wanted him to. He knew how much he loved his legs, and he was only happy to indulge him. Then there was the added bonus of how hot Ruki's reactions were, and how it made him feel in return.
Ruki's movements were almost reverent as he crouched in front of the bed and lifted Uruha's foot, sliding it into the boot. His gaze was fixed on his leg while he zipped up, and Uruha realised he wasn't in a patient mood when he leaned in immediately, running his tongue up the length of the boot.
Ruki's moan made Uruha blush, but he couldn't deny how good it made him feel. He would always find it a little weird to strip down naked only to be dressed up again, even if it was just his feet. Wearing shoes in bed was another element that had taken some getting used to, but it helped that they were dedicated bedroom shoes.
He laughed to himself at the thought, and Ruki looked up to raise an eyebrow at him, Uruha's foot still in his hands. "Just thinking about how odd it is to own several pairs of shoes that are only for indoors use."
"Think about how many of those sex workers have," Ruki said, shrugging and picking up the other boot, prompting Uruha to raise his leg so he could slip it on.
"That's different, all my tour shoes are indoor shoes as well." Uruha slid further up until he could lie comfortably on his back, head propped up on pillows to watch Ruki follow him up on the bed. "This isn't for work."
"No, this is for pleasure." Ruki raised one of Uruha's feet again, pressing his lips to the tip, and Uruha sighed softly.
"I'm not complaining."
Ruki grinned at that, glancing up at Uruha before looking down again, licking the top of his foot slowly. "I know." He ran his tongue up along his shin, following the length of the boot. The taste and smell of leather along with the sight of Uruha's legs in those boots had Ruki hard already, and when he reached the hem, he bit down on the soft skin of his thigh.
Uruha moaned, finally seeming to relax, though his cheeks stayed red as he watched Ruki lap at his leg. He held Uruha's leg in the air, and his thumb stroked over his calf absently while he licked, just wanting to feel him as much as possible. Consequently, Uruha felt sexy, desirable, and while part of him found it a little intense, most of him loved it.
Maybe it was Ruki's inherent ability to make him feel wanted, or maybe it was the hungry way he licked his boot from ankle to thigh, humming like it was the best thing he knew. Which honestly might not be that far off, Uruha thought to himself with a smile when Ruki sat up straight, revealing how hard his dick was. "Bend your knees, love. I want those boots resting on my shoulders while I fuck you."
Day 27: Tittyfucking, Aoi/Reita
Reita turned slowly, admiring himself from every angle in the full-length mirror. The Halloween costume he'd ordered had arrived that day, if one could even call it that. It was more like latex lingerie, which was exactly what he'd been looking for when he'd searched for "skimpy demon costume", and it was perfect for just staying home with Aoi and watching a spooky movie.
If they'd even get that far, Reita thought to himself when he caught Aoi staring at him through the mirror. "Like what you see?"
"A little too much, maybe."
Reita laughed at that, finally turning towards Aoi, who was sitting on the bed, watching him hungrily. "No such thing. So come on, tell me, which part is doing it for you? The latex? The thigh-high socks? Short skirt? Bat wings?"
"The bra," Aoi said quickly, licking his lips, his eyes darting to Reita's chest momentarily, but he caught it. The costume had included a latex microkini, and while the top was little more than two tiny triangles held together by thin straps, Reita had to admit, they did their job.
Their job, of course, was less about holding anything in place, and more about being visually appealing. Judging by the way Aoi seemed to try to devour him with his gaze, it didn't matter that all they did was cover his nipples, and Reita glanced down with a grin. "Yeah, you like it?"
"I like your tits, and I like that it highlights them." Aoi didn't even notice that he held his breath in anticipation as Reita slowly ran his hands up his chest, walking over to the bed. He jerked into motion, reaching down to undo his jeans and get them off, sighing and fluttering his fingers along his dick, looking up when Reita reached the edge of the bed.
Reita got down on his knees, still cupping his chest, eyes on Aoi. He worked out his upper body quite a lot, and while they weren't quite D cups, his pecs were still rather impressive. They almost filled out the tiny bikini he was wearing, and when he shuffled between Aoi's legs and leaned in, they cupped Aoi's dick perfectly.
"I think they like you back." Reita moaned for added effect, squeezing his tits closer, nestling Aoi's cock between them, blushing softly at the way he looked at him.
"Fuck, what a sight," Aoi said, running his fingers through Reita's hair, moaning when he started slowly moving. "Next time, remind me to record this."
Reita licked his lips, looking up at Aoi through his bangs, almost seeming pure, if it weren't for the devil horns perched on his head and the way he squished his breasts against his dick. "Next time, huh?"
"You bought this to wear it on Halloween, right?" Aoi raised an eyebrow, but he didn't look at Reita's face. He was too busy watching Reita bob up and down, stroking his cock with his chest in a way that was almost too hot to be acceptable.
"Yeah, but I'm starting to think I may have to wear it more often, if it gets me this reaction." Reita allowed himself a grin, Aoi was hard as a rock already, leaking precum, smearing it on his chest. He loved the effect he had on Aoi, and even the way he seemed to be working up to his orgasm faster than usual didn't deter Reita.
He was bouncing his thighs now, letting Aoi's cock glide between his tits, and it wasn't long before they were moaning together. Aoi's fingers tightened in Reita's hair, and moments later, he was cumming, coating his chest and throat in his cum. Reita kept moving, and Aoi kept his eyes open just so he could watch, the sight alone hot enough that he wished he could cum again.
Aoi leaned back until he caught his breath, a more tender look in his eyes now as he met Reita's gaze. "They weren't kidding when they said that costume would turn you into a demon of seduction."
Reita laughed softly. "Apparently not."
Day 28: Shibari, Kai/Aoi
Kai looked over his bundles of rope, picking a few and tossing them over to the bed. "What do you think?"
"I think as long as you tie me up and fuck me good, I don't particularly care what you do it with," Aoi said, a grin on his lips as Kai got up on the bed with him.
"Don't lie to me." Kai leaned in and kissed Aoi sweetly, blindly reaching for one of the ropes and starting to undo it. "I know you like these."
"True, but it's what you do with them that matters the most." Aoi hummed when Kai moved to sit behind him, reaching back and offering his arms, closing his eyes. He loved the feeling of the rope moving along his skin, Kai's deft fingers wrapping it around his arms, binding them together behind his back.
"So you're saying I could tie you up with a scarf and you'd be satisfied?" Kai raised an eyebrow, though he didn't stop working, finally tying Aoi's wrists together with a knot that was secure, but would also be easy to undo should they need to.
Aoi blushed faintly, testing the ropes, pleased when he could barely move his arms. "Alright, I like the texture of rope."
"Good boy." Kai kissed Aoi's temple, before getting up and out of the way. "Now lie down and bend your knees."
Aoi's stomach fluttered as he obeyed, lying on his back and planting his feet on the mattress, watching Kai grab another rope. This one went around his thigh, then his shin, and Kai looped it several times before tying it off. Now Aoi could no longer straighten out his leg, and he moaned when Kai started on the other one, admiring the sight of the rope against his skin. "Looks so hot."
"Oh, yeah." Kai looked up briefly before returning to his leg, weaving the rope in and out between his thigh and calf. Aoi was a sight to see, naked and lying on the bed, limbs bound and immobilised. He'd already fingered him loose, so when the final knot was tied and Kai got up to reach for the lube, Aoi was ready, just waiting to be fucked.
Even if he'd wanted to, there was nothing he could do, neither to move away nor try to pull Kai closer. He had no choice but to lie there and wait for Kai to do whatever he decided he wanted, and that thought already had Aoi breathing a little heavier. When Kai smeared a layer of lube over his dick and moved between his legs, Aoi had to bite his tongue to keep silent. If he started telling him what to do, Kai would probably make him wait, and he really needed to be fucked, sooner rather than later. They could save the teasing for round two.
"You know I can tell you're holding back, right?" Kai grinned down at Aoi, gripping the rope around his right leg and guiding his dick to his entrance, moaning at how easily he slipped in. Aoi's silence was finally broken, and the sound he made when Kai buried himself to the hilt inside him made Kai shudder. "Fuck, you're delicious."
Aoi just panted softly, gazing at Kai through half-closed eyes, enjoying how good it felt to be filled so thoroughly. He tried to stifle a moan when Kai pushed his knees to his chest, holding them in place and slowly pulling back, almost letting his dick slip out of him. Finally, his resolve crumbled, and he sent Kai a pleading look, licking his lips coyly. "Please."
"Gladly." Kai's lips parted around a moan as he pushed back into Aoi, and this time, he didn't bother closing them again. He started up a quick pace, knowing Aoi usually wanted it rough when he was in that mood, slamming into him and loving the way he clenched around him. He knew he'd found the right angle when Aoi gasped and his toes curled, thrusting into his prostate and trying to draw as many sounds of pleasure from Aoi's lips as he could.
With the way he was tied up, Aoi could barely wiggle, and while he knew he was probably hindering the blood flow in his arms, he absolutely loved being at Kai's mercy like this. He couldn't even meet Kai's thrusts, just lie there and take it and hope he would let him cum. "Touch me?"
"Say 'please'." Kai's voice was strained, and Aoi moaned at the sound of it, enjoying that he was the reason he was so out of breath.
"Please touch me, make me cum."
Kai hummed, letting go of one of Aoi's legs to wrap his fist around his dick, stroking him in rhythm with his thrusts. "With pleasure." He fucked him hard and deep, aiming for his prostate, feeling his own orgasm approaching rapidly with the way Aoi moaned and squirmed for him. It didn't take long before Aoi came, thighs quivering and dick twitching in Kai's hand, spilling his cum over his own stomach. Kai followed suit, pushed over the edge by Aoi tightening around him, pulling out and stroking himself while he decorated his skin with streaks of white.
He leaned forward, resting his arms on either side of Aoi's waist, smiling as he gazed down at him. Aoi returned the look, still struggling to catch his breath, gently squeezing Kai between his knees. "My arms are falling asleep."
"Guess we'll have to tie them in a different position next." A shiver ran down Aoi's spine, and he bit his lip, wishing he could reach up and pull Kai closer so he could kiss him. Fortunately, it seemed Kai was a mind reader, because seconds later, his lips pressed against his, and Aoi sighed, completely content.
Day 29: Feet, Kai/Reita
Reita bit his lip against a whimper when Kai nudged his dick with his foot, raising an eyebrow almost mockingly. "Really? Hard already?"
"Can't help it," Reita whispered, unable to tear his gaze away from Kai's feet. They'd started the night off with Reita giving Kai a pedicure, and he'd honestly been hard for a while. He was certain Kai knew that, but he appreciated the way he sneered at him, lightly kicking at his dick.
"You're such a perv. What do you think people would say if they knew you were one of those types, Reita?" Despite his teasing words, he pushed the sole of his foot against Reita's dick, rubbing it half-heartedly.
"Kai, please."
"Please what?" Kai stopped moving, leaning back on his arms, studying Reita's face, the way he was nearly salivating already.
"Please get me off with your feet." Reita bit his lip when Kai raised both of them this time, wrapping them around his dick, and finally he couldn't hold back the moan.
"Since you want it that badly," Kai said, starting to move his feet, and Reita nearly whined. The view he had was amazing, propped up on his elbows, getting to admire the sight of his dick trapped between Kai's soles. Kai had excellent control, and Reita liked to think that years of drumming had given him legs that could work more than just kick pedals.
He cursed softly, breathing through his mouth, knowing Kai liked hearing the effect he had on him. He moved his feet with perfect precision, stroking his dick and curling his toes, his aloof façade finally breaking when he had to grin at the sounds Reita made. "That's it, let go. Cum for me, show me how dirty you are, how much you love my feet."
He toyed with the head for a moment, smearing Reita's precum with his sole, and that was when Reita gave in. He gripped the sheets as his muscles tensed, spilling his cum over Kai's feet, moaning desperately. Kai licked his lips, idly rubbing his dick, until Reita whimpered quietly. "Thank you."
Kai chuckled at the way Reita's voice quivered, reaching for a towel to wipe the cum off his feet. "You are so welcome."
Day 30: Gun Play, Ruki/Aoi
"Get on your knees."
Aoi's immediate instinct was to obey Ruki's order, and he stopped himself from moving, taking a slow breath and staring defiantly back. They had different plans tonight. "Why?"
"Because I told you so." There was a warning tone to Ruki's words, and Aoi's stomach tingled with excitement, but he still didn't budge.
"I don't have to do whatever you say."
"No?" Ruki raised an eyebrow, taking a step closer to Aoi. Even though he was shorter than him by quite a bit, his entire demeanor made Aoi feel small, and when they stood so close together he almost went cross-eyed meeting Ruki's gaze, he licked his lips nervously. "I'm not going to tell you again."
"Fuck off," Aoi said, and as soon as the words left his mouth, something hard jabbed into his throat, right below his chin. He took in a sharp breath, holding it when the barrel of the gun tipped his head back. One corner of Ruki's lips twitched, a hint of a grin passing over his face for a moment, and then it was gone, replaced with a cold glare.
"I said get on your fucking knees." This time, Aoi didn't ignore the command, keeping his eyes locked on Ruki's as he lowered himself, kneeling on the floor in front of him. While he moved, Ruki trailed the tip of the gun along his face, dragging it up his cheek to press it against his temple. Fear gripped him even though he knew the gun was fake and the magazine empty, his breathing slowing down and his chest feeling unusually tight. "Open your mouth."
Aoi gritted his teeth, and Ruki's eyes narrowed, the only warning he gave before pulling his hand back, striking Aoi over the head with the butt of the gun. Aoi cried out, but Ruki gripped his hair and yanked his head back, crouching down in front of him. "Do you want your brain to be a smear on my wall?"
Despite the way his head still stung from the impact, Aoi sneered at Ruki, fists clenching at his sides as he glared at him. He took a slow breath, shaking his head lightly, hoping Ruki wouldn't tease him for already tenting his jeans. "No."
"Then do as I say so I won't have to put you down." Ruki straightened up again, this time pointing the gun to Aoi's forehead, and he drew another shuddering breath, exhaling through his lips, leaving them parted. Ruki wordlessly slipped the gun lower, following the slope of Aoi's nose down to his mouth, shoving the barrel in callously. "Suck."
Aoi shuddered, hesitating for a moment, or perhaps he was just dragging it out. Ruki was still watching him coldly, and Aoi was struggling to hold back his moans by now, loving the power Ruki held over him in that moment, even if it was all play. The prop looked real enough to play into his fantasies, the metal was heavy on his tongue, and he slowly took it deeper, suppressing his moans, though he couldn't hide his reaction entirely.
"What's this, Aoi? Your gaze is flickering." Ruki tilted his head to the side, feigning surprise, pushing the gun further into his mouth and making Aoi gag around it. "Don't tell me you're enjoying this."
Aoi tried to shake his head, tears stinging at his eyes, and he dug his fingers into his legs, breathing heavily. Being confronted with such an obvious yet humiliating truth only further aroused him, and he could have sworn he felt the blood rushing to his dick when Ruki laughed at him. "Are you always belligerent because secretly, this is what you want? You want me to point a gun to your head and threaten you? You want to be made to obey?"
To Aoi's frustration, Ruki's grin only widened when he stayed silent, and he gave another push of the gun, slamming it into the back of his throat and making him flinch. "Start sucking or I'm blowing your head off and fucking the bullet hole instead."
Aoi didn't even break the eye contact to blink, just started slowly bobbing his head, doing his best to ignore how uncomfortably wet his precum was making his boxers.
Day 31: CBT, Uruha/Reita
"Silly Reita." Uruha brushed his fingers along Reita's dick, pursing his lips in mock pity, tapping the head lightly. "You're aroused? What's the use?"
Reita narrowed his eyes at him, though he couldn't do much else. He couldn't help his excitement, knowing what was to come. With his arms tied to a hook hanging from the ceiling, the cuffs around his ankles chained to the floor, far enough apart that he was forced to spread his legs uncomfortably wide, and a ball gag between his teeth, it was only natural that his body responded the way it did. He loved the feeling of vulnerability, naked and helpless, a willing victim to Uruha's whims, and they both knew it.
"Well, gives me more to play with, I suppose." Uruha shrugged, smacking Reita's dick lightly before turning to the bed, humming as he looked over his selection of toys and devices. "Though I hope you don't have any delusions of getting to cum." He was smiling when he turned back to Reita, and he answered his smug look with a glare, tilting his head away when Uruha leaned closer, whispering in his ear. "You'll be sorely disappointed if that's the case."
The first shock of electricity to his thigh wrenched a cry from Reita, his muscles tensing as he fought against his bonds. There was no use, he was stretched taut, no amount of struggling would get him loose, and Uruha laughed at his pathetic attempts. "Squirm more for me, while you still have the strength." He zapped Reita's thigh again, higher up this time, so close to his groin that he whimpered, trying in vain to close his legs.
The tip of the wand trailed higher, and Reita shook his head when Uruha pressed it against his balls, trying to plead with him through his gag. Uruha just watched, keeping his hand where it was, while Reita begged as best he could. He pretended to contemplate it, which only made it that much better when he pushed the button, sending a jolt of electricity through Reita's sack that made him scream.
Uruha moaned, looking up to meet Reita's eyes, cupping his cheek in his left hand. Reita was breathing quickly, mentally preparing himself for another zap, bending as much as he could in a useless effort to pull away from the electric wand. Drool was dripping down his chin, and he turned his head, almost hiding his face in Uruha's palm. Looking away turned out to be a mistake, however, as that meant he wasn't prepared for Uruha shocking his dick next, and the unexpected pain left him gasping.
Fortunately, Uruha left him too, tossing the electric toy on the bed and humming thoughtfully. His fingers brushed the edge of the bed, passing a scrotal cuff and a bag of ball weights, lingering next to a box of needles and making Reita wince. Uruha seemed to settle on a lighter, one of the prettier classic models they hadn't thrown out when they quit smoking, holding it up and flicking the hood back.
The flame flickered to life, and Reita's stomach tensed up as it danced, casting a faint glow over Uruha. He closed the lighter again, crouching down in front of Reita, curling his hand around the base of his dick and scrotum at the same time. Reita knew to hold still this time, barely moving a muscle even when Uruha lit the flame again, slowly moving it under his balls.
The heat built quickly, and as soon as Reita whimpered, Uruha put the lighter out again, letting him breathe and his skin rest for a little. "Remember the NO.[666] music video?" Reita nodded, his cheeks heating up at the memory. With how long they'd been active, there were of course things Reita looked back on with mixed feelings. He was proud of how far they've come, even though there were some things he might change if he could go back. Like hinting at some things fans should absolutely not know about his private life, for example.
Uruha shot him a grin, before focusing once more, and Reita held his breath while he flicked the lighter. He held it closer this time, leaving mere centimeters between the flame and his skin, and Reita cried out, the pain spreading through his balls quickly. Uruha stood up, setting the lighter on the mattress and reaching for a baseball bat, and Reita started begging again, chanting "please" over and over through the gag.
With a finger held to his lips, Uruha shushed him, and Reita's entire body tensed as he lifted the bat. He swung it lightly, though it didn't take much force for a blow like that to hurt like shit, and Reita cried weakly as it connected with his balls. He heaved for breath, spit dripping from his lip to the floor, and Uruha moaned, swinging again. The chains rattled as Reita flinched, his legs trying to close on instinct, anything to protect his vulnerable balls. Tears rolled down Reita's face at the third hit, and Uruha paused to admire them, brushing a thumb over his cheek and smearing it over his skin.
"If it's too much, just tell me to stop." Uruha waited silently, and Reita's cheeks practically burned with shame, because he didn't need to, didn't want to. He blinked until his vision cleared somewhat, meeting Uruha's gaze even as more tears spilled from his eyes, shaking his head firmly. Uruha smiled, running one hand through Reita's hair, lifting his balls with the bat, letting them rest on it for a moment. "Didn't think so."
He tapped the bat against Reita's sack a few times, making him wince, even though the pain paled in comparison to the next blow. Uruha lowered his hand without warning, raising it quickly and slamming the bat into Reita's balls. He wailed softly, gripping the chains holding his wrists up tightly, tipping his head back. Uruha hit him again, and his body shook from the impact, straining against the cuffs.
With every swing, Reita feared his balls might burst, at least it felt that way when the hard wood connected with his throbbing scrotum, sending pain coursing through his body. One day, they just might, and that thought should really not have been as arousing as it was, Reita thought to himself. Yet no matter how bruised and sore he would be in the morning, he would always ask for more, and Uruha would give it to him, time and time again.
His brows furrowed in confusion when he tensed up for a blow that never came, and he looked up to see Uruha leaning the bat against the bed, apparently finished with it. He grinned when he noticed Reita watching him, stepping close enough to kiss his neck, nipping at it with his teeth while he closed his hand around his dick. "I've changed my mind, I think you deserve to cum after all."
Reita moaned gratefully, tipping his head to the side and baring himself to Uruha, finally relaxing completely. It was only then he noticed how much he'd actually been tensing, drawing a shaky breath as his body went limp, only to seize right up again when Uruha's hand tightened. He nearly crushed his dick in his hand, and Reita had to remind himself not to squirm, just in case Uruha wasn't prepared for it and they had an accident. Even if the possibility of it happening had Reita's head swimming with desire.
Uruha squeezed hard for a minute, sucking a hickey into Reita's neck, and Reita was panting when he pulled away, vision hazy and legs quivering when Uruha crouched down to free them. One by one, he undid the cuffs, until Reita was standing on his own feet, idly rubbing his wrists while Uruha undid the gag. He rolled his jaw once it was out, about to say something when Uruha's body slammed into his, sending him stumbling back into the wall behind him.
He grunted when Uruha's body pressed against his, spreading his legs so he could settle between them, a desperate moan leaving him when Uruha wasted no time in grinding their hips together. "Fuck, Uruha, I love you," he said, his voice sore, and he cleared his throat while Uruha chuckled.
"Right back at you." Their lips met in a kiss, and Reita wrapped his arms around Uruha's neck, Uruha's hands settling on his hips. There was no elegance in the way they moved, just pure need, both equally frantic, both groaning with every rub of their groins together. Uruha was pressing hard, his boxers riding up his thighs as he rolled his hips, seeming like he was still trying to crush Reita's dick, just with his pelvis this time. Reita didn't really have much leverage to move, but what little he had, he made good use of, pushing his hips up in an effort to get as much friction as possible.
They reached their peak almost at the same time, grinding against one another and moaning in unison, smearing their cum between them and soaking Uruha's boxers. They kept moving until neither had any more to give, Uruha shifting to rest his head on Reita's shoulder. Uruha pressed his lips to his neck in a sweet kiss even though he was still panting for air, and Reita smiled contently. Once he caught his breath, he was definitely going to thank him.
Chapter: drabble list
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairings: various, check each listing
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: cuckolding, humiliation, anal sex, oral sex, frottage, cnc, barebacking, cum eating, creampie, double penetration, mild bondage, mild pain play, gangbang/orgy, fucking machines, toys, bondage, gags, mild cnc, glory hole, anonymity, bondage, watersports, golden bath, bodily fluids, boot worship, tittyfucking, latex, rope bondage, footjob, gun play, fear play, edgeplay, CBT, pain play, ballbusting, electro play, impact play, temperature play
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: various
Comment: A collection of drabbles for Kinktober 2020, listed by pairing and prompt. Tags will be updated as I go. Can also be read on AO3 for easier sorting. See my twitter for prompt list and more info. Please excuse any mistakes, as I'm posting these on the same day I'm writing them without proofreading.
Here you'll find days 23-31 of the prompt fills.
Day 23: Cuckolding, all members
"And remember, use your safeword if you need it." Aoi kissed Reita's temple, stroking a hand over his back, waiting until he met his eyes before he continued. "Don't suffer in silence, even if it looks like I'm having fun. I don't want to enjoy myself at your expense, okay?"
"I promise." Reita nuzzled Aoi lovingly for a moment, before looking up at the others. "Same thing goes for you guys, alright? If it stops being fun for you, say something."
"I'd worry about myself if I were you," Ruki said, giving Reita a wicked grin that sent a shiver running down his spine.
Kai hummed in agreement, licking his lips as his gaze shifted from Aoi to Reita. "Yeah, we're just going to use your pretty little boyfriend as a cumdump and leave you to clean the mess."
"Who the fuck are you calling 'little'?" Aoi got up to slap Kai's shoulder, turning to Reita. "But seriously, you're good?"
Reita nodded. "Ready when you are."
"Not quite yet, you're not." Uruha grabbed a pair of handcuffs off the coffee table, walking over to where Reita was sitting on the couch, closing one of the cuffs around his wrist. Reita didn't resist when Uruha pulled his arms behind his back, leaning close so he could lock his hands together, whispering in Reita's ear before he pulled away. "Can't have you touching yourself like some kind of pervert."
Reita shuddered again, now he could do nothing but watch as Kai ran his fingers through Aoi's hair, kissing him passionately, hands slipping down between them. While he worked on getting Aoi's jeans open, Ruki went up behind him, gripping the hem of his shirt and pulling it upwards. Aoi raised his arms, and he was forced to pull away from Kai's lips long enough for Ruki to get his shirt over his head, but as soon as it was off, he went right back to kissing him.
The lack of hesitance in Aoi's movements made Reita moan, and Uruha laughed, taking a seat on the couch next to him. "What, you like watching your boyfriend make out with another man?" Reita shook his head, though his cheeks were heating up, and Uruha grabbed his chin, forcing him to watch as Kai pulled Aoi's jeans down, Aoi tilting his head to kiss Ruki in the meantime. "That's too bad, because we're gonna make you. You're gonna watch us turn Aoi into a slut for any cock that isn't yours."
"Pretty sure he already is one," Kai said, running his hand over the outline of Aoi's cock through his boxers, before pulling them down as well. Just as he'd pointed out, Aoi was already getting hard, and Reita bit his lip at the sight.
Uruha got up from the couch, moving the leather ottoman Aoi had bought for these exact occasions closer, and when Ruki pushed Aoi down on it, Reita had to agree, it was a smart purchase. Aoi moved so he was lying comfortably on his back, raising his legs and hooking his arms under his knees, holding himself spread out. "Look at you, such an eager whore, aren't you?"
"Please, ruin me," Aoi whispered, and Kai grabbed the lube from the table, dispensing a generous amount in Uruha's palm. He smeared it over his fingers, reaching down to rub them along Aoi's cleft, who bit his lip against a moan. "Please."
"What a good boy he is." Ruki pushed his pants down just enough to get his dick out, moving up behind the ottoman, tapping Aoi's cheek. "You wanna be extra good?" Aoi didn't need to be asked twice, he opened his mouth wide, letting Ruki bend his knees just enough to shove his dick in. They both moaned, Ruki because Aoi immediately started sucking, and Aoi because Uruha had just pushed a slick finger into his ass.
"He's surprisingly tight, for a slut," Uruha said, twisting his finger and curling it slightly, pushing against Aoi's prostate and grinning at the sound he made.
"Guess Reita never fucks him." Kai was rubbing himself through his jeans, having to tear his gaze away from Aoi to give Reita a challenging look, raising an eyebrow as if daring him to talk back. "Or are you just that tiny?"
"He never lets me fuck him, says I can't satisfy him." It wasn't quite the truth, but it was close enough, and the mocking laughs he got in response made Reita's dick twitch in his underwear.
"Is that so?" Ruki pulled out of Aoi's mouth, who whined at the loss, trying to stretch his neck enough to lick the head.
"Please, Ruki, fuck my mouth."
"Since you asked so nicely." He slid one hand under Aoi's head, helping hold him up while he thrust into his mouth.
"Why don't you watch how we take care of your boyfriend, Reita? Maybe you'll learn a thing or two." Uruha slipped a second finger into Aoi, moving them slowly, opening him up gradually. Aoi's dick was rock hard by now, and Kai reached down to take it in his hand.
"Definitely seems like we're able to satisfy him," he said, stroking Aoi slowly, smearing his precum with his hand, making the glide easier. Aoi moaned as much as he could with Ruki's dick in his mouth, gripping his legs tighter, his thighs tensing slightly. "Oh, think we can make him cum like this?"
Reita drew a shaky breath, recognising the signs that Aoi was getting close. He almost wished he weren't cuffed so he could touch himself, jerk off to the sight of his friends bringing Aoi to the edge, stuffing his holes and stroking his cock. Uruha had three fingers moving into Aoi now, and Ruki was fucking his mouth hard, and it only took a few more jerks of Kai's wrist for Aoi to reach his peak, coating his chest in his own cum and moaning desperately.
He was given a moment to recover, the others pulling away to hurriedly peel their clothes off, and he sat up slowly, groaning from the soreness of having been in the same position for too long. "Oh, baby, are you hard?" Reita quickly averted his gaze, blushing furiously, even though there was no point denying his obvious boner. "Poor Reita, too pathetic to make me cum yourself, so you just have to watch as someone else does it. If only you could get that hard for me when I want to ride you."
Reita clenched his eyes shut, crying out in surprise when his cheek was slapped, looking up to see Ruki standing over him. "None of that, cuck. You're gonna keep those eyes open, and you're gonna watch, is that clear?" Reita nodded reluctantly, grunting when Ruki yanked his head back by his hair. He stepped aside so Reita could see Aoi leaning over the ottoman facing him, legs straight and ass up, Kai pushing slowly into him.
Aoi moaned eagerly as Kai's cock filled him, vision unfocused as he pushed back as much as he could, taking him deeper. Uruha chuckled at the display of impatience, patting Aoi's cheek, getting his attention. "Look at you, so hungry to be filled you can barely wait. What are you?"
"Your cock slut," Aoi whispered, but Uruha shook his head, pointing over to the couch, where Ruki was still holding Reita's head still, even though he hardly needed to.
"No, tell your boyfriend what you are."
Aoi licked his lips, starting to speak, but he was cut off by Kai pulling out and slamming back in, wrenching a cry of pleasure from him. Kai gripped his hips, holding him still, and he whined when he realised he wasn't going to keep fucking him until he did as Uruha asked. "I'm their cock slut, Reita, their cum dump, their toy. I love having my holes fucked, and I really fucking love that they're making you watch."
That brought another chorus of laughs from everyone but Reita, who was desperately swallowing his moans, loving it just as much as Aoi, but not wanting to admit it yet. Ruki let go of his hair, slapping him again and reaching for the lube, slicking up while watching Kai fuck Aoi. "Hear that, bitch? Your boyfriend loves you watching him get his holes destroyed." He leaned closer to whisper in Reita's ear, grin evident in his voice. "I bet he'd love being fucked into an incoherent, drooling mess while you're powerless to do anything but watch, thinking about how you're never going to feel him again. Even on the off chance he lets you stick it in, your pathetic little prick will just get lost in his gaping hole."
Reita finally broke down, moaning out loud and rubbing his thighs together in a desperate attempt to get any kind of friction to his aching dick. Ruki laughed at him, getting up and moving over to Aoi, reaching down to pinch his nipple. Aoi barely reacted, too lost in the pleasure of Kai's cock moving inside him, fucking him hard and making his muscles tremble from holding himself up. "Please, cum in me, fill me up."
Kai grunted in agreement, fingers digging into his hips, leaving red marks from his fingernails and drawing more moans from Aoi. He fucked him hard for another minute, burying himself to the hilt inside him when he came, just rocking his hips against his ass and groaning softly. He locked eyes with Reita as his orgasm rolled through him, giving him an open-mouthed grin, before pulling out.
"You look a little frustrated there, cuckie," he said, patting Aoi's ass in thanks as he passed him, moving over to the couch. "What, not ready to admit that you're enjoying yourself?"
"I just like hearing Aoi's moans."
"You're a fucking liar." Kai propped one leg up on the couch next to Reita, pulling his head down to his dick, tugging on his hair, and Reita whimpered from how sore his scalp was by now. "Go on, lick it. Taste your boyfriend's ass on my cock, you know you want to." Reita closed his eyes, slowly sticking his tongue out, sighing when Kai rubbed his dick against it. For the most part, he just tasted Kai's cum, but there was just something so degrading about being made to lick a cock that had just been inside Aoi that he loved so much.
When he started lapping, Kai pulled away, still a little sensitive from his orgasm, and Reita opened his eyes, his heart skipping a beat at the sight in front of him. Uruha was lying on his back on the ottoman, Aoi's back against his chest and his dick in his ass. He helped hold him up while Ruki got between his legs, grabbing his thighs and holding them spread out, glancing over at Reita and grinning at the look he received in return. "We did promise we would stretch him out, didn't we?"
Reita watched in amazement and awe as Ruki pushed into Aoi's ass alongside Uruha, the three of them moaning together, making his dick twitch. His clothes were far too tight for comfort, not to mention hot, and he sent Kai a pleading look, stomach fluttering when he shook his head. "Nah. Get yourself off, if you want it that badly," he said, stifling a grin, and Reita took a shaky breath.
Aoi was panting harshly, brows furrowed in concentration, but he was hard again, even though he'd already cum once earlier, and he loved how good it felt to be treated like a piece of meat by his friends, especially with Reita watching. "Please fuck me, I want your cocks so badly."
"Uruha, you got a good grip?" Uruha gave a short grunt, and Ruki slowly started moving, moaning at how tight Aoi's ass was around him. Just being inside him with Uruha's cock pressed against his was already so good, and he knew he wasn't going to last long, not with how long he'd been hard already. They moved in rhythm, thrusting into Aoi at a rising pace, and Ruki dug his fingers into his thighs, aiming to leave bruises. He knew Reita loved it when Aoi was covered in marks he hadn't made, and he grinned when Uruha shifted to suck on Aoi's neck, licking his lips at the sight of the hickey when he pulled away again.
Ruki came not long after, pushing deep into Aoi, grateful that Uruha kept moving even as his cock started pulsing inside him. He pulled out when the stimulation became too much, stepping back and running a hand through his hair, looking over at Reita. "Get the fuck over here, bitch."
"You heard him," Kai said, grabbing Reita's hair and pulling him off the couch. Reita shuffled his knees as much as he could, biting his lip when he was dragged to kneel between Uruha's feet, Ruki holding Aoi's legs out of the way for him. "Put your mouth to use."
To Reita's surprise, it didn't take more than him sucking Aoi's balls into his mouth for him to start cumming, reaching down to stroke himself while Reita sucked and licked at his sack. Reita was almost disappointed he hadn't cum on his face, but they could save that for another time. "Look at that, he came again. Guess your boyfriend really loves getting fucked, huh, Reita?"
Reita nodded, moving down to Uruha's balls instead, doing his best to lick them while he still fucked Aoi's ass, thrusts growing erratic. He moaned when Uruha finally stilled, lapping gratefully at his balls, eyes focused on Aoi's hole stretched around his cock. "Wanna cum?" He nodded again, moving his knee when Uruha shifted his leg, placing his foot closer to Reita's crotch.
He took the hint, shifting his hips so his dick pressed right up against Uruha's shin, grinding desperately, but keeping his head tilted just slightly. When Uruha's dick slipped out of Aoi, he was quick to lean in, moaning in delight as cum started trickling out of his ass. He closed his lips over his hole, straining to keep rutting against Uruha's leg while he sucked, not even needing to be told not to waste a drop. Licking creampies out of Aoi was one of his favourite things.
"Look at you, Reita, you're so pitiful." Reita moaned in agreement, well beyond denying it by now, just letting the shame and pleasure roll through his body, rubbing almost frantically against Uruha's leg. "Cum for us, show us how much you love eating our cum out of your skank of a boyfriend's ass."
And Reita did, staining his boxers and pushing his tongue into Aoi, humping Uruha's leg as he came so hard he could hear his own pulse.
Day 24: Fucking Machines, Kai/Uruha
Uruha lifted his head when Kai placed the gag between his lips, letting him fasten the straps behind his head, shooting him a grateful look when he pulled a pillow under him. Now Uruha could relax his neck, but also had the lovely view of his body stretched out on the bed, legs spread and tied to the bedposts, and the fucking machine between them.
His arms were cuffed to the headboard, and he had no way of escaping, not that he wanted to. He was perfectly happy just watching Kai position the toy, heart beating a little quicker when the dildo attachment pressed against his prepped hole. It slid in easily when Kai turned the machine on, and Uruha moaned as the toy pushed itself deep inside him, thighs tensing slightly.
"There's no use trying to close your legs, you know," Kai said, stroking one of Uruha's thighs absently, watching his face for a moment. "You're not getting away." He turned a dial, and the toy started moving slowly, retracting until it almost slipped out of Uruha entirely, pefore pushing back in. Kai turned to retrieve something else, but Uruha didn't feel like checking. He was too busy watching the mechanical arm thrust the dildo in and out between his legs.
He always loved being fucked like this, unforgiving, rhythmical thrusts, knowing the only thing that could change how the machine moved inside him was Kai. He couldn't clench around the dick inside him to make it stutter, couldn't wince to make it stop, nor entice it into moving faster. Except by manipulating Kai, he had no control over how he was fucked, and it was a delicious sort of helplessness, aided by the fact that he was also tied down and gagged.
Kai was right, there was no escape, and that alone had Uruha's dick hard. Then Kai returned to the bed, and Uruha whimpered at the sight of the hitachi wand in his hand. "Yeah, I thought that might excite you." Kai set up a makeshift frame he'd put together at some point when he'd realised he liked teasing Uruha hands-free, fastening the vibrator to it and shifting the homemade device closer.
He trapped Uruha's dick between his waist and the head of the hitachi, turning it on and grinning at the reaction it brought. Uruha strained against his bonds, letting out a strangled moan, seemingly trying to retract into himself. Kai chuckled and patted his hip, turning the dial on the fucking machine, increasing the pace. "Don't tell me that's too much for you."
Uruha's brows furrowed, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, and he was moaning steadily now. Between the magic wand vibrating against his dick and the dildo thrusting into him, his mind was going foggy from pleasure. A quick glance to the side revealed that Kai was enjoying this, too, at least judging by the way his sweatpants were bulging in the front. Uruha smiled around the gag, resting his head in the pillow and closing his eyes.
The toy fucked him relentlessly, brushing his prostate and sending pleasure coursing through his body with every thrust. He heard the click of a button, and the vibrations against his dick increased, making him moan and push his hips up as much as he could. Kai watching him made it even hotter, knowing he was watching Uruha succumb to the pleasure of unending stimulation.
He tried to hold on as long as he could, never wanting it to end, but there was only so much he could take. The stimulation didn't cease when he came, there was no compassion to be had from the toys even after he'd spattered his stomach with his cum and it almost became too much. Only when he got so sensitive it almost hurt did Kai switch the vibrator off, moving it away from his dick, and Uruha opened his eyes to send him a thankful look.
"You should see yourself," Kai said, grinning as his gaze roved over him, the breathless tone of his voice the only indication that he was affected at all, unless Uruha looked down again. "How long before you get hard again, I wonder."
With the machine still thrusting into him, Uruha figured it wouldn't take long at all.
Day 25: Glory Hole, strangers/Reita
Being in a band had its perks, and a few downsides. When you're a public figure, you have an image to maintain, not just for yourself, but also for the other people you're in a band with. Nobody likes being the subject of a scandal, and Reita always went out of his way to avoid public scrutiny as much as possible. Which was why he was really grateful that the owner of the place was a friend of a friend and let him sneak in the back door unseen every time.
Sometimes, he had a particular itch he couldn't scratch with just roleplay, and on those days, he appreciated being able to contact the owner and reserve his usual spot. A regular glory hole setup would still be too risky, in case someone got curious and decided to peek through the hole to see who they were fucking, but this was the perfect arrangement. Reita felt pretty secure, lying comfortably on his back on a padded shelf, legs bent and feet poking through the wall, allegedly for the viewing pleasure of customers. His ass, dick, and the upper half of his thighs were the only parts available to anyone on the other side of the wall.
There was just something about the thrill of being fucked by too many strangers to count that made Reita wish he had a hole to stick his hand through so he could stroke himself while he lay there. He was between customers, and it wasn't long since he'd cum, but he was already hard again. It would have been embarrassing if it wasn't so hot.
The clink of a key in the lock made him look up, and he smiled when the owner stepped in with a bottle of water, shutting the door behind him. "Thought you might be thirsty."
"Thanks." Reita shot him a grateful smile, drinking from the straw that was offered to him. "Oh, and one request, if you don't mind." He nodded, and Reita licked his lips. "Strap me down?"
"Alright, but then you're taking a break in half an hour, got it?"
"Yes, boss," Reita said jokingly, grinning when he set the bottle aside and reached for his arm.
"I don't pay you."
"I know, this is so much better." Honestly, Reita should be paying him, but he always insisted he made up for it by satisfying his customers. Maybe they got thirsty again after orgasms, or maybe they just came back more frequently, Reita had no idea, and that was part of the appeal.
Another part of it, which he didn't always need, but hadn't been able to resist tonight, was the feeling when the leather cuffs locked around his wrists. The chain was just long enough that he could rest his hands on his stomach, but too short for him to undo the buckles if he tried. The last strap was a thick belt that went across his torso, pinning him to the bench and leaving him unable to move.
The owner locked the door behind him when he left, and Reita was once again alone in the small, dimly lit room, staring at his knees sticking out of the wall like sculptures. He tested squirming, delighting in the shiver that went through his body when he barely shifted. Now he was stuck, fixed to the wall with no escape, ass hanging out for anyone to do whatever they saw fit with, and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.
As if on cue, a sharp slap to his ass made Reita cry out, mostly from surprise, and then a dick was pushing into him without preamble. He was slick from the previous customers' cum, and it slid in easily, making Reita moan, as much from the implication as the sensations. Hands gripped his thighs, and the person started moving, fucking him with deep thrusts.
The feeling was almost intoxicating, a mix of shame, excitement, and raw pleasure coursing through him at being fucked like this. He had no control over anything, couldn't even see who was currently filling his ass with their cock over and over, and he rested his head against the leather padding and closed his eyes.
Any fantasy he wanted to play with felt so authentic now, compared to in the comfort of his own bed. He could pretend he'd been kidnapped, tied down in some gang's safehouse, trapped in there as a fleshlight until he stopped being useful. He could imagine he owed someone a debt and they'd blackmailed him, threatened to go to the police unless he earned back what he owed, a thousand yen at a time.
One of his favourites was betrayal by his bandmates. They all had a spare key to his place, any one of them could sneak in during the night, drug him and take him somewhere nobody could hear his screams. They played with it sometimes, and Reita smiled at the memories that came flooding back, only interrupted by the distinct feeling of the cock in his ass cumming.
He bit his lip against a moan, shuddering when the person pulled out and left, or at least he assumed they did. Cum dripped down his crack, oozing steadily from his hole, and his cock twitched at the feeling. Used, violated, and completely helpless, Reita could do nothing but moan as another cock pushed in, fucking the previous patron's cum back into him.
They must have been hard for a while already, or perhaps they were new, because it didn't take long for their thrusts to become desperate. They slammed into him hard a few times, his body rocking from the force, and then stilled, filling him with more cum.
Reita furrowed his brows when they didn't pull out immediately. Were they not done yet? Apparently not, because seconds later, more liquid spilled into his ass, but that didn't make any sense, had they even had time to get hard again?
Understanding dawned over Reita when the stream didn't stop, and he moaned so loud he was afraid they might hear him. That wasn't cum flushing out his colon, the person was pissing, and Reita's toes curled as he squirmed in delight. Judging by how long they went, the person had really needed it, and Reita felt both useful and used at the same time.
The person pulled out, and piss and cum trickled out of him steadily. He would have pushed to aid it, but he didn't want to hit anyone, and he knew there was a drain placed right beneath his ass for a reason. All he could do was lie there and bask in the feeling, enjoy how dirty he was, literally and figuratively, until the stream tapered off.
He wasn't empty for long, another cock pushed into him, and then the sharp sensation of a marker against his thigh made his stomach flutter in excitement. He wouldn't see what they wrote until later, but he'd jerk off to it when he got home, and he clenched around the person's dick in encouragement. When he couldn't talk, he had to get creative, and he received a pat to his ass in response.
Fingers dug into his thighs, and the person started moving, fucking him hard. They adjusted their angle, and Reita moaned when their cock hit his prostate dead on, clenching around them involuntarily. Apparently satisfied, they increased the force of their thrusts, not that it was necessary. Reita was already cumming, spattering the wall with what little his balls managed to squeeze out after an already long session, spent and sated yet again.
Still, he didn't mind that the person kept thrusting, even though he was soon bordering on oversensitive, biting his lip as shaky gasps left him. He knew he would need a break soon, debating just pissing himself for added effect, but until the owner came back to unlock him, he was going to enjoy every second of being mercilessly used.
Day 26: Boot Worship, Ruki/Uruha
"I think you should go with those tonight." Ruki pointed to a pair of black, thigh-high leather boots, licking his lips subtly.
Uruha glanced at him over his shoulder, before leaning into the closet to reach for them. "These, huh?"
"Have you seen how fuckable you look in them?" Ruki snatched the boots from him, nodding towards the bed, and Uruha went to sit down on the edge of it.
"Alright, fair point." Of course, Uruha would wear anything Ruki wanted him to. He knew how much he loved his legs, and he was only happy to indulge him. Then there was the added bonus of how hot Ruki's reactions were, and how it made him feel in return.
Ruki's movements were almost reverent as he crouched in front of the bed and lifted Uruha's foot, sliding it into the boot. His gaze was fixed on his leg while he zipped up, and Uruha realised he wasn't in a patient mood when he leaned in immediately, running his tongue up the length of the boot.
Ruki's moan made Uruha blush, but he couldn't deny how good it made him feel. He would always find it a little weird to strip down naked only to be dressed up again, even if it was just his feet. Wearing shoes in bed was another element that had taken some getting used to, but it helped that they were dedicated bedroom shoes.
He laughed to himself at the thought, and Ruki looked up to raise an eyebrow at him, Uruha's foot still in his hands. "Just thinking about how odd it is to own several pairs of shoes that are only for indoors use."
"Think about how many of those sex workers have," Ruki said, shrugging and picking up the other boot, prompting Uruha to raise his leg so he could slip it on.
"That's different, all my tour shoes are indoor shoes as well." Uruha slid further up until he could lie comfortably on his back, head propped up on pillows to watch Ruki follow him up on the bed. "This isn't for work."
"No, this is for pleasure." Ruki raised one of Uruha's feet again, pressing his lips to the tip, and Uruha sighed softly.
"I'm not complaining."
Ruki grinned at that, glancing up at Uruha before looking down again, licking the top of his foot slowly. "I know." He ran his tongue up along his shin, following the length of the boot. The taste and smell of leather along with the sight of Uruha's legs in those boots had Ruki hard already, and when he reached the hem, he bit down on the soft skin of his thigh.
Uruha moaned, finally seeming to relax, though his cheeks stayed red as he watched Ruki lap at his leg. He held Uruha's leg in the air, and his thumb stroked over his calf absently while he licked, just wanting to feel him as much as possible. Consequently, Uruha felt sexy, desirable, and while part of him found it a little intense, most of him loved it.
Maybe it was Ruki's inherent ability to make him feel wanted, or maybe it was the hungry way he licked his boot from ankle to thigh, humming like it was the best thing he knew. Which honestly might not be that far off, Uruha thought to himself with a smile when Ruki sat up straight, revealing how hard his dick was. "Bend your knees, love. I want those boots resting on my shoulders while I fuck you."
Day 27: Tittyfucking, Aoi/Reita
Reita turned slowly, admiring himself from every angle in the full-length mirror. The Halloween costume he'd ordered had arrived that day, if one could even call it that. It was more like latex lingerie, which was exactly what he'd been looking for when he'd searched for "skimpy demon costume", and it was perfect for just staying home with Aoi and watching a spooky movie.
If they'd even get that far, Reita thought to himself when he caught Aoi staring at him through the mirror. "Like what you see?"
"A little too much, maybe."
Reita laughed at that, finally turning towards Aoi, who was sitting on the bed, watching him hungrily. "No such thing. So come on, tell me, which part is doing it for you? The latex? The thigh-high socks? Short skirt? Bat wings?"
"The bra," Aoi said quickly, licking his lips, his eyes darting to Reita's chest momentarily, but he caught it. The costume had included a latex microkini, and while the top was little more than two tiny triangles held together by thin straps, Reita had to admit, they did their job.
Their job, of course, was less about holding anything in place, and more about being visually appealing. Judging by the way Aoi seemed to try to devour him with his gaze, it didn't matter that all they did was cover his nipples, and Reita glanced down with a grin. "Yeah, you like it?"
"I like your tits, and I like that it highlights them." Aoi didn't even notice that he held his breath in anticipation as Reita slowly ran his hands up his chest, walking over to the bed. He jerked into motion, reaching down to undo his jeans and get them off, sighing and fluttering his fingers along his dick, looking up when Reita reached the edge of the bed.
Reita got down on his knees, still cupping his chest, eyes on Aoi. He worked out his upper body quite a lot, and while they weren't quite D cups, his pecs were still rather impressive. They almost filled out the tiny bikini he was wearing, and when he shuffled between Aoi's legs and leaned in, they cupped Aoi's dick perfectly.
"I think they like you back." Reita moaned for added effect, squeezing his tits closer, nestling Aoi's cock between them, blushing softly at the way he looked at him.
"Fuck, what a sight," Aoi said, running his fingers through Reita's hair, moaning when he started slowly moving. "Next time, remind me to record this."
Reita licked his lips, looking up at Aoi through his bangs, almost seeming pure, if it weren't for the devil horns perched on his head and the way he squished his breasts against his dick. "Next time, huh?"
"You bought this to wear it on Halloween, right?" Aoi raised an eyebrow, but he didn't look at Reita's face. He was too busy watching Reita bob up and down, stroking his cock with his chest in a way that was almost too hot to be acceptable.
"Yeah, but I'm starting to think I may have to wear it more often, if it gets me this reaction." Reita allowed himself a grin, Aoi was hard as a rock already, leaking precum, smearing it on his chest. He loved the effect he had on Aoi, and even the way he seemed to be working up to his orgasm faster than usual didn't deter Reita.
He was bouncing his thighs now, letting Aoi's cock glide between his tits, and it wasn't long before they were moaning together. Aoi's fingers tightened in Reita's hair, and moments later, he was cumming, coating his chest and throat in his cum. Reita kept moving, and Aoi kept his eyes open just so he could watch, the sight alone hot enough that he wished he could cum again.
Aoi leaned back until he caught his breath, a more tender look in his eyes now as he met Reita's gaze. "They weren't kidding when they said that costume would turn you into a demon of seduction."
Reita laughed softly. "Apparently not."
Day 28: Shibari, Kai/Aoi
Kai looked over his bundles of rope, picking a few and tossing them over to the bed. "What do you think?"
"I think as long as you tie me up and fuck me good, I don't particularly care what you do it with," Aoi said, a grin on his lips as Kai got up on the bed with him.
"Don't lie to me." Kai leaned in and kissed Aoi sweetly, blindly reaching for one of the ropes and starting to undo it. "I know you like these."
"True, but it's what you do with them that matters the most." Aoi hummed when Kai moved to sit behind him, reaching back and offering his arms, closing his eyes. He loved the feeling of the rope moving along his skin, Kai's deft fingers wrapping it around his arms, binding them together behind his back.
"So you're saying I could tie you up with a scarf and you'd be satisfied?" Kai raised an eyebrow, though he didn't stop working, finally tying Aoi's wrists together with a knot that was secure, but would also be easy to undo should they need to.
Aoi blushed faintly, testing the ropes, pleased when he could barely move his arms. "Alright, I like the texture of rope."
"Good boy." Kai kissed Aoi's temple, before getting up and out of the way. "Now lie down and bend your knees."
Aoi's stomach fluttered as he obeyed, lying on his back and planting his feet on the mattress, watching Kai grab another rope. This one went around his thigh, then his shin, and Kai looped it several times before tying it off. Now Aoi could no longer straighten out his leg, and he moaned when Kai started on the other one, admiring the sight of the rope against his skin. "Looks so hot."
"Oh, yeah." Kai looked up briefly before returning to his leg, weaving the rope in and out between his thigh and calf. Aoi was a sight to see, naked and lying on the bed, limbs bound and immobilised. He'd already fingered him loose, so when the final knot was tied and Kai got up to reach for the lube, Aoi was ready, just waiting to be fucked.
Even if he'd wanted to, there was nothing he could do, neither to move away nor try to pull Kai closer. He had no choice but to lie there and wait for Kai to do whatever he decided he wanted, and that thought already had Aoi breathing a little heavier. When Kai smeared a layer of lube over his dick and moved between his legs, Aoi had to bite his tongue to keep silent. If he started telling him what to do, Kai would probably make him wait, and he really needed to be fucked, sooner rather than later. They could save the teasing for round two.
"You know I can tell you're holding back, right?" Kai grinned down at Aoi, gripping the rope around his right leg and guiding his dick to his entrance, moaning at how easily he slipped in. Aoi's silence was finally broken, and the sound he made when Kai buried himself to the hilt inside him made Kai shudder. "Fuck, you're delicious."
Aoi just panted softly, gazing at Kai through half-closed eyes, enjoying how good it felt to be filled so thoroughly. He tried to stifle a moan when Kai pushed his knees to his chest, holding them in place and slowly pulling back, almost letting his dick slip out of him. Finally, his resolve crumbled, and he sent Kai a pleading look, licking his lips coyly. "Please."
"Gladly." Kai's lips parted around a moan as he pushed back into Aoi, and this time, he didn't bother closing them again. He started up a quick pace, knowing Aoi usually wanted it rough when he was in that mood, slamming into him and loving the way he clenched around him. He knew he'd found the right angle when Aoi gasped and his toes curled, thrusting into his prostate and trying to draw as many sounds of pleasure from Aoi's lips as he could.
With the way he was tied up, Aoi could barely wiggle, and while he knew he was probably hindering the blood flow in his arms, he absolutely loved being at Kai's mercy like this. He couldn't even meet Kai's thrusts, just lie there and take it and hope he would let him cum. "Touch me?"
"Say 'please'." Kai's voice was strained, and Aoi moaned at the sound of it, enjoying that he was the reason he was so out of breath.
"Please touch me, make me cum."
Kai hummed, letting go of one of Aoi's legs to wrap his fist around his dick, stroking him in rhythm with his thrusts. "With pleasure." He fucked him hard and deep, aiming for his prostate, feeling his own orgasm approaching rapidly with the way Aoi moaned and squirmed for him. It didn't take long before Aoi came, thighs quivering and dick twitching in Kai's hand, spilling his cum over his own stomach. Kai followed suit, pushed over the edge by Aoi tightening around him, pulling out and stroking himself while he decorated his skin with streaks of white.
He leaned forward, resting his arms on either side of Aoi's waist, smiling as he gazed down at him. Aoi returned the look, still struggling to catch his breath, gently squeezing Kai between his knees. "My arms are falling asleep."
"Guess we'll have to tie them in a different position next." A shiver ran down Aoi's spine, and he bit his lip, wishing he could reach up and pull Kai closer so he could kiss him. Fortunately, it seemed Kai was a mind reader, because seconds later, his lips pressed against his, and Aoi sighed, completely content.
Day 29: Feet, Kai/Reita
Reita bit his lip against a whimper when Kai nudged his dick with his foot, raising an eyebrow almost mockingly. "Really? Hard already?"
"Can't help it," Reita whispered, unable to tear his gaze away from Kai's feet. They'd started the night off with Reita giving Kai a pedicure, and he'd honestly been hard for a while. He was certain Kai knew that, but he appreciated the way he sneered at him, lightly kicking at his dick.
"You're such a perv. What do you think people would say if they knew you were one of those types, Reita?" Despite his teasing words, he pushed the sole of his foot against Reita's dick, rubbing it half-heartedly.
"Kai, please."
"Please what?" Kai stopped moving, leaning back on his arms, studying Reita's face, the way he was nearly salivating already.
"Please get me off with your feet." Reita bit his lip when Kai raised both of them this time, wrapping them around his dick, and finally he couldn't hold back the moan.
"Since you want it that badly," Kai said, starting to move his feet, and Reita nearly whined. The view he had was amazing, propped up on his elbows, getting to admire the sight of his dick trapped between Kai's soles. Kai had excellent control, and Reita liked to think that years of drumming had given him legs that could work more than just kick pedals.
He cursed softly, breathing through his mouth, knowing Kai liked hearing the effect he had on him. He moved his feet with perfect precision, stroking his dick and curling his toes, his aloof façade finally breaking when he had to grin at the sounds Reita made. "That's it, let go. Cum for me, show me how dirty you are, how much you love my feet."
He toyed with the head for a moment, smearing Reita's precum with his sole, and that was when Reita gave in. He gripped the sheets as his muscles tensed, spilling his cum over Kai's feet, moaning desperately. Kai licked his lips, idly rubbing his dick, until Reita whimpered quietly. "Thank you."
Kai chuckled at the way Reita's voice quivered, reaching for a towel to wipe the cum off his feet. "You are so welcome."
Day 30: Gun Play, Ruki/Aoi
"Get on your knees."
Aoi's immediate instinct was to obey Ruki's order, and he stopped himself from moving, taking a slow breath and staring defiantly back. They had different plans tonight. "Why?"
"Because I told you so." There was a warning tone to Ruki's words, and Aoi's stomach tingled with excitement, but he still didn't budge.
"I don't have to do whatever you say."
"No?" Ruki raised an eyebrow, taking a step closer to Aoi. Even though he was shorter than him by quite a bit, his entire demeanor made Aoi feel small, and when they stood so close together he almost went cross-eyed meeting Ruki's gaze, he licked his lips nervously. "I'm not going to tell you again."
"Fuck off," Aoi said, and as soon as the words left his mouth, something hard jabbed into his throat, right below his chin. He took in a sharp breath, holding it when the barrel of the gun tipped his head back. One corner of Ruki's lips twitched, a hint of a grin passing over his face for a moment, and then it was gone, replaced with a cold glare.
"I said get on your fucking knees." This time, Aoi didn't ignore the command, keeping his eyes locked on Ruki's as he lowered himself, kneeling on the floor in front of him. While he moved, Ruki trailed the tip of the gun along his face, dragging it up his cheek to press it against his temple. Fear gripped him even though he knew the gun was fake and the magazine empty, his breathing slowing down and his chest feeling unusually tight. "Open your mouth."
Aoi gritted his teeth, and Ruki's eyes narrowed, the only warning he gave before pulling his hand back, striking Aoi over the head with the butt of the gun. Aoi cried out, but Ruki gripped his hair and yanked his head back, crouching down in front of him. "Do you want your brain to be a smear on my wall?"
Despite the way his head still stung from the impact, Aoi sneered at Ruki, fists clenching at his sides as he glared at him. He took a slow breath, shaking his head lightly, hoping Ruki wouldn't tease him for already tenting his jeans. "No."
"Then do as I say so I won't have to put you down." Ruki straightened up again, this time pointing the gun to Aoi's forehead, and he drew another shuddering breath, exhaling through his lips, leaving them parted. Ruki wordlessly slipped the gun lower, following the slope of Aoi's nose down to his mouth, shoving the barrel in callously. "Suck."
Aoi shuddered, hesitating for a moment, or perhaps he was just dragging it out. Ruki was still watching him coldly, and Aoi was struggling to hold back his moans by now, loving the power Ruki held over him in that moment, even if it was all play. The prop looked real enough to play into his fantasies, the metal was heavy on his tongue, and he slowly took it deeper, suppressing his moans, though he couldn't hide his reaction entirely.
"What's this, Aoi? Your gaze is flickering." Ruki tilted his head to the side, feigning surprise, pushing the gun further into his mouth and making Aoi gag around it. "Don't tell me you're enjoying this."
Aoi tried to shake his head, tears stinging at his eyes, and he dug his fingers into his legs, breathing heavily. Being confronted with such an obvious yet humiliating truth only further aroused him, and he could have sworn he felt the blood rushing to his dick when Ruki laughed at him. "Are you always belligerent because secretly, this is what you want? You want me to point a gun to your head and threaten you? You want to be made to obey?"
To Aoi's frustration, Ruki's grin only widened when he stayed silent, and he gave another push of the gun, slamming it into the back of his throat and making him flinch. "Start sucking or I'm blowing your head off and fucking the bullet hole instead."
Aoi didn't even break the eye contact to blink, just started slowly bobbing his head, doing his best to ignore how uncomfortably wet his precum was making his boxers.
Day 31: CBT, Uruha/Reita
"Silly Reita." Uruha brushed his fingers along Reita's dick, pursing his lips in mock pity, tapping the head lightly. "You're aroused? What's the use?"
Reita narrowed his eyes at him, though he couldn't do much else. He couldn't help his excitement, knowing what was to come. With his arms tied to a hook hanging from the ceiling, the cuffs around his ankles chained to the floor, far enough apart that he was forced to spread his legs uncomfortably wide, and a ball gag between his teeth, it was only natural that his body responded the way it did. He loved the feeling of vulnerability, naked and helpless, a willing victim to Uruha's whims, and they both knew it.
"Well, gives me more to play with, I suppose." Uruha shrugged, smacking Reita's dick lightly before turning to the bed, humming as he looked over his selection of toys and devices. "Though I hope you don't have any delusions of getting to cum." He was smiling when he turned back to Reita, and he answered his smug look with a glare, tilting his head away when Uruha leaned closer, whispering in his ear. "You'll be sorely disappointed if that's the case."
The first shock of electricity to his thigh wrenched a cry from Reita, his muscles tensing as he fought against his bonds. There was no use, he was stretched taut, no amount of struggling would get him loose, and Uruha laughed at his pathetic attempts. "Squirm more for me, while you still have the strength." He zapped Reita's thigh again, higher up this time, so close to his groin that he whimpered, trying in vain to close his legs.
The tip of the wand trailed higher, and Reita shook his head when Uruha pressed it against his balls, trying to plead with him through his gag. Uruha just watched, keeping his hand where it was, while Reita begged as best he could. He pretended to contemplate it, which only made it that much better when he pushed the button, sending a jolt of electricity through Reita's sack that made him scream.
Uruha moaned, looking up to meet Reita's eyes, cupping his cheek in his left hand. Reita was breathing quickly, mentally preparing himself for another zap, bending as much as he could in a useless effort to pull away from the electric wand. Drool was dripping down his chin, and he turned his head, almost hiding his face in Uruha's palm. Looking away turned out to be a mistake, however, as that meant he wasn't prepared for Uruha shocking his dick next, and the unexpected pain left him gasping.
Fortunately, Uruha left him too, tossing the electric toy on the bed and humming thoughtfully. His fingers brushed the edge of the bed, passing a scrotal cuff and a bag of ball weights, lingering next to a box of needles and making Reita wince. Uruha seemed to settle on a lighter, one of the prettier classic models they hadn't thrown out when they quit smoking, holding it up and flicking the hood back.
The flame flickered to life, and Reita's stomach tensed up as it danced, casting a faint glow over Uruha. He closed the lighter again, crouching down in front of Reita, curling his hand around the base of his dick and scrotum at the same time. Reita knew to hold still this time, barely moving a muscle even when Uruha lit the flame again, slowly moving it under his balls.
The heat built quickly, and as soon as Reita whimpered, Uruha put the lighter out again, letting him breathe and his skin rest for a little. "Remember the NO.[666] music video?" Reita nodded, his cheeks heating up at the memory. With how long they'd been active, there were of course things Reita looked back on with mixed feelings. He was proud of how far they've come, even though there were some things he might change if he could go back. Like hinting at some things fans should absolutely not know about his private life, for example.
Uruha shot him a grin, before focusing once more, and Reita held his breath while he flicked the lighter. He held it closer this time, leaving mere centimeters between the flame and his skin, and Reita cried out, the pain spreading through his balls quickly. Uruha stood up, setting the lighter on the mattress and reaching for a baseball bat, and Reita started begging again, chanting "please" over and over through the gag.
With a finger held to his lips, Uruha shushed him, and Reita's entire body tensed as he lifted the bat. He swung it lightly, though it didn't take much force for a blow like that to hurt like shit, and Reita cried weakly as it connected with his balls. He heaved for breath, spit dripping from his lip to the floor, and Uruha moaned, swinging again. The chains rattled as Reita flinched, his legs trying to close on instinct, anything to protect his vulnerable balls. Tears rolled down Reita's face at the third hit, and Uruha paused to admire them, brushing a thumb over his cheek and smearing it over his skin.
"If it's too much, just tell me to stop." Uruha waited silently, and Reita's cheeks practically burned with shame, because he didn't need to, didn't want to. He blinked until his vision cleared somewhat, meeting Uruha's gaze even as more tears spilled from his eyes, shaking his head firmly. Uruha smiled, running one hand through Reita's hair, lifting his balls with the bat, letting them rest on it for a moment. "Didn't think so."
He tapped the bat against Reita's sack a few times, making him wince, even though the pain paled in comparison to the next blow. Uruha lowered his hand without warning, raising it quickly and slamming the bat into Reita's balls. He wailed softly, gripping the chains holding his wrists up tightly, tipping his head back. Uruha hit him again, and his body shook from the impact, straining against the cuffs.
With every swing, Reita feared his balls might burst, at least it felt that way when the hard wood connected with his throbbing scrotum, sending pain coursing through his body. One day, they just might, and that thought should really not have been as arousing as it was, Reita thought to himself. Yet no matter how bruised and sore he would be in the morning, he would always ask for more, and Uruha would give it to him, time and time again.
His brows furrowed in confusion when he tensed up for a blow that never came, and he looked up to see Uruha leaning the bat against the bed, apparently finished with it. He grinned when he noticed Reita watching him, stepping close enough to kiss his neck, nipping at it with his teeth while he closed his hand around his dick. "I've changed my mind, I think you deserve to cum after all."
Reita moaned gratefully, tipping his head to the side and baring himself to Uruha, finally relaxing completely. It was only then he noticed how much he'd actually been tensing, drawing a shaky breath as his body went limp, only to seize right up again when Uruha's hand tightened. He nearly crushed his dick in his hand, and Reita had to remind himself not to squirm, just in case Uruha wasn't prepared for it and they had an accident. Even if the possibility of it happening had Reita's head swimming with desire.
Uruha squeezed hard for a minute, sucking a hickey into Reita's neck, and Reita was panting when he pulled away, vision hazy and legs quivering when Uruha crouched down to free them. One by one, he undid the cuffs, until Reita was standing on his own feet, idly rubbing his wrists while Uruha undid the gag. He rolled his jaw once it was out, about to say something when Uruha's body slammed into his, sending him stumbling back into the wall behind him.
He grunted when Uruha's body pressed against his, spreading his legs so he could settle between them, a desperate moan leaving him when Uruha wasted no time in grinding their hips together. "Fuck, Uruha, I love you," he said, his voice sore, and he cleared his throat while Uruha chuckled.
"Right back at you." Their lips met in a kiss, and Reita wrapped his arms around Uruha's neck, Uruha's hands settling on his hips. There was no elegance in the way they moved, just pure need, both equally frantic, both groaning with every rub of their groins together. Uruha was pressing hard, his boxers riding up his thighs as he rolled his hips, seeming like he was still trying to crush Reita's dick, just with his pelvis this time. Reita didn't really have much leverage to move, but what little he had, he made good use of, pushing his hips up in an effort to get as much friction as possible.
They reached their peak almost at the same time, grinding against one another and moaning in unison, smearing their cum between them and soaking Uruha's boxers. They kept moving until neither had any more to give, Uruha shifting to rest his head on Reita's shoulder. Uruha pressed his lips to his neck in a sweet kiss even though he was still panting for air, and Reita smiled contently. Once he caught his breath, he was definitely going to thank him.