Mirror, Mirror on the Wall - 2/2 - AoixKazuki
Title: Mirror, Mirror on the Wall
Chapter: 2/2
Author: akichuu
Fandom: the GazettE, SCREW
Pairing: AoixKazuki
Rating: R / NC-17
Genre: Smut, smut and smut :D
Warnings: Yaoi, quite graphic manXman smex, possible grammatical errors.
Disclaimer: the GazettE and SCREW belong to themselves and, yes, the Almighty PSC. I, well I own this story. It's fiction, meaning IT'S NOT REAL and I'm making no profit from it (except my 15 minutes of fame). Yes, mind that.
Beta: None this time. 5,082 not-proofread words.
Summary: The mirror was as tall as he was, and it seemed to be installed the way it was by purpose, parallel with a grown man’s eye-level so that any man who happened to be standing before it would be able to stare at his whole stature, without exception, from the top of his head down to his toes.
Comment: 2nd part; have you been waiting for this? Teehee~ I didn't know translating smut from my native language to English could take so long... and somehow it had become longer than the original version. I don't get it. Well, anyway, I won't keep you delayed much longer. Go on and read. (PS: I put up an age restriction, I hope you don't mind ^^)
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall - 2
Kazuki had but one short moment to inhale once before his airflow was abruptly blocked. He blinked his eyes a few times, worrying how his brain was taking its time processing what on earth was happening to him. If this had been a completely different situation, a situation in which a person named Aoi was not involved at all, Kazuki wouldn’t have been as confused as he was now. He could easily believe it had someone told him that he was just imagining the whole thing, but then his conscience was fully aware of every little thing that he was going through. This could not be merely his imagination if he could clearly feel these strong pair of arms that were holding him, the sturdy chest that was pressing against his own, and of course, these full lips that were kissing him mercilessly.
This was real. Aoi, his Senpai and also, coincidentally, his idol, was kissing him so passionately Kazuki could hardly breathe.
Time and time again Kazuki tried to understand what the whole situation was really about, but time and time again, he met a dead end. It just didn’t make sense that someone like Aoi would kiss him without a rational explanation, despite how good it felt-oh yes, Kazuki could not deny just how amazing it felt being kissed by Aoi. All his life Kazuki had never met anyone who could make his knees turn to jelly and his heart beat so fast just with a kiss. It might be the perfect shape of Aoi’s lips that made his kisses felt so good; the fullness, and the way Aoi curved them every time they touched Kazuki’s lips…
Well, it was probably not Kazuki’s fault if he thought he had lost his sanity. This kind of things usually only happened in his dreams, dreams that he had kept as a big, disturbing secret he would rather not tell another soul.
“Uh!” Kazuki startled, the mental war that had been going on inside his brain went to an abrupt halt when, without a warning, Aoi bit his lower lip. It didn’t cause him to bleed, or so he thought, but it hurt nonetheless. He tried to step back but to no avail. Both Aoi’s arms were still keeping him in place; as were his lips, still so eagerly devouring Kazuki despite having moved to another spot, which was his neck.
“Senpai, what… what are you doing?” Kazuki took a deep breath in a hurry. Funny how such a simple thing became so hard to do, as if his lungs didn’t know how to function normally anymore.
Quite unexpectedly, Aoi stopped kissing Kazuki’s neck. It took Kazuki all he had not to let a disappointed look to appear on his face, because, to be honest, he immensely enjoyed everything that Aoi had been doing to him. He tried his best to put on an aggravated look, admonishing Aoi for his actions. He knew that, however amazing it felt to be ravished by Aoi, he needed to know why the whole thing was happening in the first place.
“Haven’t I told you already?” Aoi smiled, his right brow arched comically upward on his forehead. “I want to show you how it feels like to be standing in front of this mirror…” his face approached Kazuki’s again, and all that Kazuki could do was to breathe in shakily in shock, “… naked and wet… Didn’t you hear me say so?”
Kazuki’s eyes went wide. “I-I did hear you, but… but I thought you were just joking…”
Aoi didn’t immediately respond to Kazuki’s statement. Instead, he chuckled for a moment. “If I was just joking, there was no way I would be doing this, right?” He kissed Kazuki’s lips softly, “Or this?” His right hand grabbed Kazuki by the waist and pulled him closer, “Or… this?” His knee came up between Kazuki’s legs, and then pressed up against his crotch.
What Aoi did succeeded to draw a rather drastic reaction from Kazuki. He had no possible way of holding back the moan that escaped so smoothly from his mouth. In an instant, he could feel his face burning so hot, but it surely didn’t feel as hot and scorched as that area that Aoi groped although only with his knee.
“Keep looking at the mirror, Kazuki,” Aoi whispered, whose mouth was so dangerously close to Kazuki’s ear. “Keep staring at yourself. Enjoy the view that we will create together, right here, right now…”
It was as if there was a strong magnetic field, Kazuki’s eyes were so easily drawn onto the mirror on his right. This… this looked so much like a scene out of his dreams-dreams that usually ended up with him waking up in the morning, his body completely drenched with sweat and his crotch sticky with cum. From where he was standing now, staring at the duplicates of himself and Aoi (who was currently busy spreading light kisses along Kazuki’s neck), he felt as if he was watching one of his own dreams coming true, right here in front of him. Except that all these sensations Kazuki felt throughout his whole body, which were caused by Aoi’s touches, made him sure that everything was real-this situation was real.
Kazuki hardly remembered to blink as he kept staring at his own reflection in the mirror, at the movements that Aoi’s hand was making-it began to sneak into the shirt he was wearing. Aoi’s palm felt cold against the skin of his stomach, making him quiver. With one hand, Aoi lifted the front side of Kazuki’s shirt, exposing his abdomen and chest, while the other hand he used to rub Kazuki’s chest, toying with his nipples. Kazuki, in the mean time, was too preoccupied with spelling out Aoi’s name along with the lust rising inside of him.
Aoi laughed. Realizing that he was now becoming a laughing material, Kazuki felt his cheeks grow hotter. Undoubtedly Aoi was enjoying this moment immensely, the moment when he successfully put Kazuki to shame. Kazuki shut his eyes in his effort to block out the grin splayed upon Aoi’s face, which was only adding up to his embarrassment.
“Hey, don’t close your eyes!” Kazuki heard Aoi scolding him before he felt something wet and warm touching his chest. He snapped his eyes wide open. What he saw made him yelp in shock.
“Senpai!”
The person he addressed to, rather than ceasing what he was doing, which was licking Kazuki’s chest, deliberately slid his tongue onto Kazuki’s right nipple. A moan slipped past his mouth before he could stop it while his hand flew onto Aoi’s hair where he hung on tightly.
“Mm…” Aoi hummed with his lips still attached on Kazuki’s nipple, which only succeeded in making him moan once again. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you, Kazuki? There’s no need in denying, your body speaks louder and clearer than your mouth. I can easily feel it…”
Kazuki honestly wanted to curse out loud, yell at Aoi’s face something that went along the line with: “If you knew that and if you could easily feel it, why did you still have to ask?!” There were actually a lot of things he wish he could say, but somehow nothing came out like he wanted to. It’s like his brain had malfunctioned, resulting in him being unable to say anything except incomprehensible words and his Senpai’s name.
Obviously Kazuki had failed in going along with his own conscience.
Once Aoi did stop licking on his chest, Kazuki had gone as far as losing self control. He had started with the intentions of keeping himself in check and trying not to react too much to any kind of stimulation, but now his whole body could do nothing else but to focus on Aoi’s touches. He no longer hesitated when Aoi’s lips touched his and kissed him again, replying immediately. It didn’t take long until their tongues rubbed against each other, battling for dominance.
Kazuki didn’t know what exactly made him feel like he had to take a look into the mirror again. But the sight that he found there made his body burn, hot and even hotter by the second. The way Aoi was holding firmly onto his waist, the way their bodies kept on making frictions against one another, and of course, the way their lips kept on colliding without a pause. Now that was truly one heck of a sight…
“My gorgeous Kouhai…” Aoi whispered when he pulled away from Kazuki’s lips; his voice sounded heavy, breathless. “Now, how about making things a teeny bit more interesting?”
Kazuki intended to ask what Aoi meant by saying that, but it turned out he wasn’t given the chance to, because, in the next second, he felt Aoi’s fingers dancing on the front side of his body, slowly but surely unbuttoning his shirt. There went Kazuki’s purpose of uttering his question; all he could do now was to wait with his heart pumping madly inside his chest, wait until Aoi got all of his buttons loosened. Once that was done, his shirt was quickly peeled off of his body and thrown away, forgotten.
“Ah…” Kazuki sighed when Aoi touched him again, now it was straightly skin against skin. Aoi traced every inch of his skin, rubbing his palm and sliding his fingers on places that stimulated him and made him tremble. The lust was building up, soon becoming quite unbearable. Now that the situation had become the way it was, it seemed like Kazuki’s best choice was to follow his instincts. Honestly speaking, he had wanted this to happen for a long time already. He would worry about reasons and such things later when the timing was a little more appropriate.
“Don’t forget,” Aoi whispered, “keep looking into the mirror. You won’t want to miss a single second of what we’re about to do.”
“I-ah! Senpai!” Kazuki yelped, surprised, when he felt his body being pushed rather roughly and suddenly to the direction of the mirror. By pure reflex he shot out his hands to stop himself from crashing, face first onto the mirror. It would be very, very unfavorable if he had to wake up tomorrow morning and find an ugly, bluish bruise marring his cheek or forehead.
Kazuki tried struggling to free himself; tons of curse words accumulated in his throat, but again, instead of muttering out some kind of protest, what came out of his mouth was a moan instead and it echoed inside the bathroom. Aoi’s hand was suddenly on his crotch, rubbing on the vital part of his body that had been desperate for attention. Kazuki’s breath came in and out of him in a broken rhythm when it became so hard for him just to inhale properly. But it just got a whole lot worse when Aoi began to massage the bulge inside his pants, causing frictions between Kazuki’s underwear and his cock. And there went all kinds of protest Kazuki had meant to say, gone without a trace.
“This position will make it easier for you to stare at yourself,” Aoi murmured while planting his lips on Kazuki’s nape. “I want you to be able to watch what I’m going to do to you in perfect clarity.”
What Aoi was going to do to him? What was it exactly? Kazuki tried to guess what Aoi might have meant by what he said, but his brain was having a difficult time to do anything except to get deeply immersed in the sensations that Aoi’s hands were causing on his erection. He did what he could do, which were to whine, beg, moan and hang on as firmly as possible onto the surface of the mirror-and even that was becoming hard to do, since it had become slippery because of his own sweat and the condensed vapor coming from his own breathing. The squeaking sound of his palms sliding against the mirror was mixed with the sounds coming from his own throat, but the most distinct sound in Kazuki’s ear was Aoi’s breathing. It felt hot, when the air coming out of Aoi’s mouth touched his neck.
Kazuki groaned in disapproval when Aoi let go of his cock, but it didn’t seem Aoi was going to stop anytime soon. His hands moved on to Kazuki’s thighs, hips and ass, rubbing all the way. It was exactly like his Senpai told him; Kazuki could see clearly every single thing Aoi was doing to him, every single touch Aoi bestowed on his body, every single kiss that Aoi planted on his shoulder and neck. Kazuki could see everything, and to be honest, he was awfully aroused from being able to see what he felt, or feel what he saw. This had never happened to him before tonight, a situation where he was involved in something so intimate, and his eyes were watching himself slowly losing control, his body being consumed by lust.
Sweat started to glide down Kazuki’s skin, and he could feel his hair sticking onto his wet forehead; his legs and crotch felt uncomfortably damp. He didn’t have time to complain, though, his mind was far off from making a comprehensible sentence as Aoi’s lips and tongue flicked all over his back. Another shameless, lustful moan escaped his lips when Aoi’s fingers trailed along the skin of his hips right underneath the band of his pants. It tickled, and the sensation went straight down toward his cock, making him harder-so hard it was beginning to get slightly painful. Why wouldn’t Aoi stop this torture and just strip him off, right now? Kazuki didn’t think he could hold on much longer.
Aoi seemed to have guessed what Kazuki was thinking because he could see him smiling so wide. He kissed Kazuki’s ear, licked it, before he spoke. “Impatient, aren’t you? I am just getting started.” And then, a moment later, Aoi stepped back. A sudden panic and confusion washed over Kazuki; he glared into the mirror to where Aoi was standing behind him. What was Aoi doing? Was he going to leave Kazuki like this? Was he going to ruin Kazuki’s hopes and then tell him that the whole thing had been nothing more but a joke? If he was, then Kazuki would be very, very disappointed-to say the least.
Apparently, though, Aoi wasn’t planning whatever Kazuki was thinking. With eyes wide open, Kazuki watched as Aoi began to pull his t-shirt up his body with teasingly slow movements, exposing his flawless body. It had been quite a while since Kazuki started to secretly take pleasure in marveling Aoi’s body, though he had to be content with what he could see in Aoi’s live performances or PVs. Those curves made him gulp every time he caught a glimpse of Aoi swirling his hips or dancing on stage. Those super-tight tops and pants that Aoi had been wearing often lately did not help to ease Kazuki’s yearning, not one bit.
And now, with his own eyes, Kazuki could see what Aoi had been hiding underneath all those clothes. With the t-shirt off, Aoi’s torso was now free for Kazuki to stare at. His Senpai wasn’t exactly skinny, but he wasn’t plump either. He had muscles for sure, but thankfully not the large, bulging kind of muscles that bodybuilders had. Aoi’s were more subtle, forming delicious looking curves underneath his skin. In a way, Aoi looked strong, but some parts made him look slightly feminine, like the sweet juxtaposition of his waist line for example. Kazuki imagined being able to touch that sturdy chest, to play with those dark nipples the way Aoi had played with his earlier. He imagined tracing his fingers upon that flat ab. He imagined… he imagined doing a lot of things, especially now when Aoi was staring at him with those eyes.
What Aoi did next forced Kazuki to turn his head around because it was just not possible to watch only from the mirror. Kazuki gasped, eyes not blinking as he watched Aoi taking his pants off with such easiness it would seem like this was a routine he had been used to doing. There was no doubt that Aoi knew Kazuki was watching, right? Despite so, he just kept baring his skin without an ounce of hesitation. As a matter of fact, there was a certain kind of glint that Kazuki saw in Aoi’s eyes that only confirmed his suspicion that Aoi was actually enjoying all the attention. His pants taken off, Aoi stood up straightly, now only donning tight, grey boxers that barely hid his erection.
Kazuki took a shaky deep breath. It would be a miracle to survive all this and maintain his sanity, if that was possible.
“You like what you see, Kazuki?” Aoi asked. Kazuki quivered when Aoi’s hand touched his back again, although it wasn’t moving anywhere.
Giving it no second thought, Kazuki nodded. He could only admit it, since there seemed to be no use in hiding what he really felt right now.
Aoi smiled. “Now…” he took a step closer, “it’s your turn.”
Aoi’s hands reached out to the button of his pants quicker than his brain managed to process what Aoi just said, and, in the next second, Kazuki’s zipper was on its way down and soon, down went his pants as well. Kazuki gaped in shock and embarrassment. Soon enough, all of his clothes, including his boxers were thrown far, far away, leaving him fully exposed in front of his Senpai’s eyes.
Kazuki saw his own face growing red in the mirror. He bit his lip, feeling fully conscious of how Aoi’s eyes were roaming all over his body without a single thread covering it. The embarrassment grew when he realized he was so hard, and there was just no way Aoi could have missed seeing it. Kazuki’s eyelids fell shut.
“Mmm…” Aoi’s voice rumbled in Kazuki’s eardrums. “So beautiful, Kazuki-chan. Why do you close your eyes? Now don’t tell me you’re being shy,” Aoi’s lips touched his shoulder, “You have no reason to be shy. Come on, open your eyes…”
As if Aoi’s voice had become the sole commander that his body complied, Kazuki did exactly what Aoi asked him to do. He blinked his eyes, trying to focus with the scene displayed before him. He moaned instantly at the sight, because it somehow resembled with some of his dreams in which he was naked and Aoi was there with him, touching him, kissing him… But those were dreams. So how on earth was this happening at all?
Aoi’s full lips never ceased spreading kisses along Kazuki’s neck and shoulder, but that was not the only thing making Kazuki even harder than before. He could feel Aoi’s body pressing tightly against his, Aoi’s chest bumping his back, and of course… Aoi’s erection rubbing his ass. At the feeling, Kazuki’s thoughts flew far and away, wandering to places, drawing images of what might happen after this. Images of Aoi clutching his body tightly, penetrating him with quick, hard thrusts, dragging him all the way to that peak of earthly pleasure without a pause…
“Ahh…” Kazuki sighed repeatedly, now without restraint. He felt Aoi’s hands touching him, groping his body starting from his chest to his hips, so close but still not close enough to where he needed them the most. The only thing that Kazuki could do to help himself was to rub the tip of his erection onto the surface of the mirror before him. His hot, weeping cock meeting the cold, hard surface made him harder if possible, and definitely more aware of what he actually needed… something that only Aoi could give. Before Kazuki knew it, he was moving his hips back and forth, his ass rubbing against Aoi’s cock and his crotch pressing onto the mirror.
Aoi flashed him a grin on the mirror, and then, all of a sudden, Kazuki couldn’t move his hips anymore, Aoi’s hands gripping them tightly. “Senpai, please…” Kazuki groaned deliriously. But before he could say another word, one of Aoi’s hands moved to his face, forcing him to turn his head sideways until their lips met again. Almost automatically, Kazuki shut his eyes closed.
Kazuki had no time to submerge into the pleasure of this kiss because then, unexpectedly, Aoi snapped his hips forward, trapping Kazuki in between his Senpai’s body and the mirror. Kazuki gasped, trying to breathe, but it was impossible to do with Aoi’s mouth still fervently ravishing his own. Aoi’s tongue delved into the depth of Kazuki’s mouth while his hips moved in that taunting way, pressing onto Kazuki’s hips, rubbing his covered erection between Kazuki’s ass cheeks. With all his might, Kazuki tried to hold on to something, anything that he could grab, but again and again his hands only found the slippery surface of the mirror.
When Aoi finally stopped kissing him, Kazuki took that moment to draw rushed, deep breaths as much as he could through his nose and mouth. “Ohh… Senpai…” he moaned, feeling his organ being pressed between his own body and the mirror.
“You want me now, Kazuki?” Aoi whispered hotly in his ear. “Do you want me to enter you now? And how do you want me to do it, hmm? Quickly…?” He rubbed himself against Kazuki with quick thrusts, “Slowly…?” The movements slowed down, “Or how? Tell me now.”
Did Aoi seriously expect Kazuki to answer that question? Personally, Kazuki wasn’t sure he remembered how to speak coherently, not in this sort of situation. In terms of Aoi’s question, he wanted Aoi to do everything he had suggested to do. He wanted Aoi to do it fast, but he also wanted it slow. He wanted Aoi to invade the deepest part of his body, to slam into that secret spot inside of him that would drive him crazy and make him forget about everything including his own name. He wanted Aoi to do all that and, most importantly, he better do it soon.
“However you want to do it, Senpai,” Kazuki finally found his voice. “Whatever you want to do, and whichever way you choose to do it. I only want… Ah!” His words didn’t have the chance to be completed because then Aoi’s hands took hold of his cock and started rubbing, flicking the tip, teasing all the most sensitive spots Kazuki had in his body. Kazuki lost it, that last shred of sanity he thought he still had, and moaned a dozen profanities aloud. It was amazing that he could still hang on with his elbows leaning against the mirror, while his hips thrusting uncontrollably into Aoi’s hands.
His climax was approaching-after all he’d gone through, it was only logical-but, without a warning, Aoi stopped the movements of his hands. Even worse, he let go of Kazuki’s cock, resulting in Kazuki screaming in protest. But before he did a drastic kind of action, Kazuki caught a glimpse of Aoi licking his lips on the mirror, and with one teasing wink of the eye, he stripped off of the last piece of clothing he had been wearing. Kazuki turned his head around again, wanting to witness with his own eyes when finally Aoi’s whole body was fully exposed.
“Oh God…” There was no way Kazuki could look away from what he was seeing, which was Aoi’s body. Before today, he probably had tried imagining what it would be like to see Aoi naked, but this… this went beyond his wildest imagination. Aoi was just too perfect, too sinfully hot for his brain to process. The man’s cock was too obvious for Kazuki not to notice; it stood proudly before him, rock hard and seemingly very, very ready to ravish Kazuki. The sight only made Kazuki’s lust throb inside his body, although somewhere inside his brain, something was telling him he would need some thorough preparation if he didn’t want to be terribly sore after all this.
Aoi approached him again, and without being asked, Kazuki turned to face the mirror. There was a feral gleam in Aoi’s eyes when Kazuki looked at him, the kind of gleam that successfully made Kazuki shiver. He braced himself, breath hitching in his throat, his heart throbbing hard inside his chest. Soon enough, Aoi’s body made contact with his-every inch of him was pressed against Kazuki’s back, now without a single piece of fabric to come between them. Kazuki hummed in pleasure as Aoi’s hands started roaming all over his body again, from his nipples, his waist, down to his cock. Aoi missed nothing, until finally, his fingers found Kazuki’s entrance.
“You can see it now, can’t you, Kazuki?” Aoi said, licking Kazuki’s neck while he was at it. “This is what I meant, this scenery you’re watching in my mirror. Isn’t it beautiful? And look, like I told you, you’re soaking wet now…”
Yes, Kazuki could very well see what Aoi was pointing to him. His body and Aoi’s, both as naked as they had been when they were born, they were both slick from sweat. Although, beautiful was not the exact word that Kazuki would pick to describe what his eyes were feasting upon; he’d rather go for ‘erotic’. That’s right; this looked so much like all those porn movies he had watched, the only difference being the stars were himself and Aoi. Now who would’ve thought this might’ve happened to him? Kazuki was still trying to assure himself that he wasn’t dreaming.
The next minute, Kazuki found himself struggling to breathe properly-it was hard, to be honest, because he somehow needed to keep moaning and whimpering as Aoi began making preparations with his fingers. He had had one finger inserted into Kazuki, and soon another finger followed. They twirled and teased, scissoring and stretching Kazuki’s hole with smooth, quite skillful movements. Aoi shoved his fingers deep into him, groping around, searching…
“AHH!!” Kazuki screamed so loud when finally Aoi found that spot, the very spot that, when touched, would drive away every last piece of self control Kazuki still had. In front of the mirror, Kazuki writhed, trembled. His arms worked hard to support his weight but he kept slipping off of the slick surface. In the mean time, Aoi kept teasing that spot he’d discovered inside of Kazuki, drawing endless moaning from Kazuki’s mouth.
But just a few moments away from Kazuki reaching his climax, Aoi pulled his fingers out of his hole. “Senpai! Please… I can’t hold on much longer,” Kazuki whined. Aoi had to do something fast. Kazuki knew he would soon explode from holding such an unbearable tension for as long as he had inside his body. He had been repeatedly teased, dragged until he was so close to his climax only to be left abandoned there, unsatisfied. Couldn’t Aoi see how desperate he was already? True, Kazuki was so desperate he was actually willing to disobey Aoi’s requests and turn away from this mirror so that he could reach out to Aoi, to impale himself onto Aoi’s cock if that was really what he needed to do to make Aoi speed things up.
It turned out that Kazuki had absolutely no reason to be worried. Aoi was nearly as desperate as he was, it was seen in the way he looked at Kazuki and the way his hands were gripping Kazuki’s hips almost possessively. Kazuki soon felt the tip of Aoi’s cock rubbing against his entrance, and a moment later…
“Ah!”
Kazuki’s forehead bumped lightly against the mirror, his breathing ceased for the time being when Aoi pushed into him, slowly and quite agonizingly. He pushed and didn’t stop until Kazuki could feel his stomach pressing against his back; he was in very, very deep now, filling Kazuki with his cock. “Oh… Aoi-Senpai…” Kazuki moaned, rocking his hips backward. It hurt, kind of, yes, but Kazuki wanted Aoi to hurry up and move it. He knew it wouldn’t be long until the pain transformed into the pleasure he had been desperate to taste.
He heard his Senpai sigh behind him, and pretty soon, he started to move. Unhurriedly Aoi pulled his organ back, sliding out of Kazuki’s hole only to thrust forward quickly. Kazuki screamed. The head of Aoi’s erection hit the center of Kazuki’s spot hard and mercilessly, blinding his sight for one swift, destructive moment. It didn’t feel like an exaggeration when Kazuki thought the cells in his brain had just died a little then.
Thus the rhythm Aoi started; he would pull back with slow movement, and then push inside quickly. Aoi had been quite consistent with this, driving Kazuki mad, screaming and begging. Kazuki wished the other man would stop playing around and just give him what he needed. “Faster, Senpai,” he groaned. “Deeper!” He was close, so damn close. With each and every accurate hit, his orgasm was drawing near.
And now obviously Aoi was losing patience as well as he began to move faster, more out of control. Kazuki couldn’t argue with this progress; Aoi’s hand pumping his erection made it impossible for him to think of anything to say. The rhythm became faster and even faster, taking Kazuki closer to his peak.
“Aaaaahhh!!!” Kazuki screamed when he finally reached that point, his whole body throbbed. Hot, white liquid spurted from his cock and dirtied Aoi’s mirror. In the throes of his orgasm, Aoi came as well. Once again Kazuki screamed when Aoi bit his shoulder, the older man’s erection went so deep into Kazuki where Aoi then released his cum.
They froze in that position for God knows how long. Kazuki thought it could’ve been hours. Of course he was mistaken, but that orgasm he had just had didn’t allow his brain to function properly for the time being. He blinked his eyes, panting to refill his lungs with air, struggling to stand on his jellified legs. Aoi pulled out of him, leaving a trail of wet, warm cum dripping from Kazuki’s hole onto his thighs.
A smile grew on Aoi’s lips when their eyes met in the mirror. He wrapped his arms around Kazuki and held him from behind, careless as to how dirty and sticky their bodies were.
“I think we need a shower,” Aoi murmured. “And did you notice? The mirror faces straight towards the bathtub.”
~ THE END ~
A/N: *wipes sweat* That was a lot. It kinda became more descriptive than I originally intended it to be, but I couldn't just re-write the whole thing XD
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Chapter: 2/2
Author: akichuu
Fandom: the GazettE, SCREW
Pairing: AoixKazuki
Rating: R / NC-17
Genre: Smut, smut and smut :D
Warnings: Yaoi, quite graphic manXman smex, possible grammatical errors.
Disclaimer: the GazettE and SCREW belong to themselves and, yes, the Almighty PSC. I, well I own this story. It's fiction, meaning IT'S NOT REAL and I'm making no profit from it (except my 15 minutes of fame). Yes, mind that.
Beta: None this time. 5,082 not-proofread words.
Summary: The mirror was as tall as he was, and it seemed to be installed the way it was by purpose, parallel with a grown man’s eye-level so that any man who happened to be standing before it would be able to stare at his whole stature, without exception, from the top of his head down to his toes.
Comment: 2nd part; have you been waiting for this? Teehee~ I didn't know translating smut from my native language to English could take so long... and somehow it had become longer than the original version. I don't get it. Well, anyway, I won't keep you delayed much longer. Go on and read. (PS: I put up an age restriction, I hope you don't mind ^^)
Mirror, Mirror on the Wall - 2
Kazuki had but one short moment to inhale once before his airflow was abruptly blocked. He blinked his eyes a few times, worrying how his brain was taking its time processing what on earth was happening to him. If this had been a completely different situation, a situation in which a person named Aoi was not involved at all, Kazuki wouldn’t have been as confused as he was now. He could easily believe it had someone told him that he was just imagining the whole thing, but then his conscience was fully aware of every little thing that he was going through. This could not be merely his imagination if he could clearly feel these strong pair of arms that were holding him, the sturdy chest that was pressing against his own, and of course, these full lips that were kissing him mercilessly.
This was real. Aoi, his Senpai and also, coincidentally, his idol, was kissing him so passionately Kazuki could hardly breathe.
Time and time again Kazuki tried to understand what the whole situation was really about, but time and time again, he met a dead end. It just didn’t make sense that someone like Aoi would kiss him without a rational explanation, despite how good it felt-oh yes, Kazuki could not deny just how amazing it felt being kissed by Aoi. All his life Kazuki had never met anyone who could make his knees turn to jelly and his heart beat so fast just with a kiss. It might be the perfect shape of Aoi’s lips that made his kisses felt so good; the fullness, and the way Aoi curved them every time they touched Kazuki’s lips…
Well, it was probably not Kazuki’s fault if he thought he had lost his sanity. This kind of things usually only happened in his dreams, dreams that he had kept as a big, disturbing secret he would rather not tell another soul.
“Uh!” Kazuki startled, the mental war that had been going on inside his brain went to an abrupt halt when, without a warning, Aoi bit his lower lip. It didn’t cause him to bleed, or so he thought, but it hurt nonetheless. He tried to step back but to no avail. Both Aoi’s arms were still keeping him in place; as were his lips, still so eagerly devouring Kazuki despite having moved to another spot, which was his neck.
“Senpai, what… what are you doing?” Kazuki took a deep breath in a hurry. Funny how such a simple thing became so hard to do, as if his lungs didn’t know how to function normally anymore.
Quite unexpectedly, Aoi stopped kissing Kazuki’s neck. It took Kazuki all he had not to let a disappointed look to appear on his face, because, to be honest, he immensely enjoyed everything that Aoi had been doing to him. He tried his best to put on an aggravated look, admonishing Aoi for his actions. He knew that, however amazing it felt to be ravished by Aoi, he needed to know why the whole thing was happening in the first place.
“Haven’t I told you already?” Aoi smiled, his right brow arched comically upward on his forehead. “I want to show you how it feels like to be standing in front of this mirror…” his face approached Kazuki’s again, and all that Kazuki could do was to breathe in shakily in shock, “… naked and wet… Didn’t you hear me say so?”
Kazuki’s eyes went wide. “I-I did hear you, but… but I thought you were just joking…”
Aoi didn’t immediately respond to Kazuki’s statement. Instead, he chuckled for a moment. “If I was just joking, there was no way I would be doing this, right?” He kissed Kazuki’s lips softly, “Or this?” His right hand grabbed Kazuki by the waist and pulled him closer, “Or… this?” His knee came up between Kazuki’s legs, and then pressed up against his crotch.
What Aoi did succeeded to draw a rather drastic reaction from Kazuki. He had no possible way of holding back the moan that escaped so smoothly from his mouth. In an instant, he could feel his face burning so hot, but it surely didn’t feel as hot and scorched as that area that Aoi groped although only with his knee.
“Keep looking at the mirror, Kazuki,” Aoi whispered, whose mouth was so dangerously close to Kazuki’s ear. “Keep staring at yourself. Enjoy the view that we will create together, right here, right now…”
It was as if there was a strong magnetic field, Kazuki’s eyes were so easily drawn onto the mirror on his right. This… this looked so much like a scene out of his dreams-dreams that usually ended up with him waking up in the morning, his body completely drenched with sweat and his crotch sticky with cum. From where he was standing now, staring at the duplicates of himself and Aoi (who was currently busy spreading light kisses along Kazuki’s neck), he felt as if he was watching one of his own dreams coming true, right here in front of him. Except that all these sensations Kazuki felt throughout his whole body, which were caused by Aoi’s touches, made him sure that everything was real-this situation was real.
Kazuki hardly remembered to blink as he kept staring at his own reflection in the mirror, at the movements that Aoi’s hand was making-it began to sneak into the shirt he was wearing. Aoi’s palm felt cold against the skin of his stomach, making him quiver. With one hand, Aoi lifted the front side of Kazuki’s shirt, exposing his abdomen and chest, while the other hand he used to rub Kazuki’s chest, toying with his nipples. Kazuki, in the mean time, was too preoccupied with spelling out Aoi’s name along with the lust rising inside of him.
Aoi laughed. Realizing that he was now becoming a laughing material, Kazuki felt his cheeks grow hotter. Undoubtedly Aoi was enjoying this moment immensely, the moment when he successfully put Kazuki to shame. Kazuki shut his eyes in his effort to block out the grin splayed upon Aoi’s face, which was only adding up to his embarrassment.
“Hey, don’t close your eyes!” Kazuki heard Aoi scolding him before he felt something wet and warm touching his chest. He snapped his eyes wide open. What he saw made him yelp in shock.
“Senpai!”
The person he addressed to, rather than ceasing what he was doing, which was licking Kazuki’s chest, deliberately slid his tongue onto Kazuki’s right nipple. A moan slipped past his mouth before he could stop it while his hand flew onto Aoi’s hair where he hung on tightly.
“Mm…” Aoi hummed with his lips still attached on Kazuki’s nipple, which only succeeded in making him moan once again. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you, Kazuki? There’s no need in denying, your body speaks louder and clearer than your mouth. I can easily feel it…”
Kazuki honestly wanted to curse out loud, yell at Aoi’s face something that went along the line with: “If you knew that and if you could easily feel it, why did you still have to ask?!” There were actually a lot of things he wish he could say, but somehow nothing came out like he wanted to. It’s like his brain had malfunctioned, resulting in him being unable to say anything except incomprehensible words and his Senpai’s name.
Obviously Kazuki had failed in going along with his own conscience.
Once Aoi did stop licking on his chest, Kazuki had gone as far as losing self control. He had started with the intentions of keeping himself in check and trying not to react too much to any kind of stimulation, but now his whole body could do nothing else but to focus on Aoi’s touches. He no longer hesitated when Aoi’s lips touched his and kissed him again, replying immediately. It didn’t take long until their tongues rubbed against each other, battling for dominance.
Kazuki didn’t know what exactly made him feel like he had to take a look into the mirror again. But the sight that he found there made his body burn, hot and even hotter by the second. The way Aoi was holding firmly onto his waist, the way their bodies kept on making frictions against one another, and of course, the way their lips kept on colliding without a pause. Now that was truly one heck of a sight…
“My gorgeous Kouhai…” Aoi whispered when he pulled away from Kazuki’s lips; his voice sounded heavy, breathless. “Now, how about making things a teeny bit more interesting?”
Kazuki intended to ask what Aoi meant by saying that, but it turned out he wasn’t given the chance to, because, in the next second, he felt Aoi’s fingers dancing on the front side of his body, slowly but surely unbuttoning his shirt. There went Kazuki’s purpose of uttering his question; all he could do now was to wait with his heart pumping madly inside his chest, wait until Aoi got all of his buttons loosened. Once that was done, his shirt was quickly peeled off of his body and thrown away, forgotten.
“Ah…” Kazuki sighed when Aoi touched him again, now it was straightly skin against skin. Aoi traced every inch of his skin, rubbing his palm and sliding his fingers on places that stimulated him and made him tremble. The lust was building up, soon becoming quite unbearable. Now that the situation had become the way it was, it seemed like Kazuki’s best choice was to follow his instincts. Honestly speaking, he had wanted this to happen for a long time already. He would worry about reasons and such things later when the timing was a little more appropriate.
“Don’t forget,” Aoi whispered, “keep looking into the mirror. You won’t want to miss a single second of what we’re about to do.”
“I-ah! Senpai!” Kazuki yelped, surprised, when he felt his body being pushed rather roughly and suddenly to the direction of the mirror. By pure reflex he shot out his hands to stop himself from crashing, face first onto the mirror. It would be very, very unfavorable if he had to wake up tomorrow morning and find an ugly, bluish bruise marring his cheek or forehead.
Kazuki tried struggling to free himself; tons of curse words accumulated in his throat, but again, instead of muttering out some kind of protest, what came out of his mouth was a moan instead and it echoed inside the bathroom. Aoi’s hand was suddenly on his crotch, rubbing on the vital part of his body that had been desperate for attention. Kazuki’s breath came in and out of him in a broken rhythm when it became so hard for him just to inhale properly. But it just got a whole lot worse when Aoi began to massage the bulge inside his pants, causing frictions between Kazuki’s underwear and his cock. And there went all kinds of protest Kazuki had meant to say, gone without a trace.
“This position will make it easier for you to stare at yourself,” Aoi murmured while planting his lips on Kazuki’s nape. “I want you to be able to watch what I’m going to do to you in perfect clarity.”
What Aoi was going to do to him? What was it exactly? Kazuki tried to guess what Aoi might have meant by what he said, but his brain was having a difficult time to do anything except to get deeply immersed in the sensations that Aoi’s hands were causing on his erection. He did what he could do, which were to whine, beg, moan and hang on as firmly as possible onto the surface of the mirror-and even that was becoming hard to do, since it had become slippery because of his own sweat and the condensed vapor coming from his own breathing. The squeaking sound of his palms sliding against the mirror was mixed with the sounds coming from his own throat, but the most distinct sound in Kazuki’s ear was Aoi’s breathing. It felt hot, when the air coming out of Aoi’s mouth touched his neck.
Kazuki groaned in disapproval when Aoi let go of his cock, but it didn’t seem Aoi was going to stop anytime soon. His hands moved on to Kazuki’s thighs, hips and ass, rubbing all the way. It was exactly like his Senpai told him; Kazuki could see clearly every single thing Aoi was doing to him, every single touch Aoi bestowed on his body, every single kiss that Aoi planted on his shoulder and neck. Kazuki could see everything, and to be honest, he was awfully aroused from being able to see what he felt, or feel what he saw. This had never happened to him before tonight, a situation where he was involved in something so intimate, and his eyes were watching himself slowly losing control, his body being consumed by lust.
Sweat started to glide down Kazuki’s skin, and he could feel his hair sticking onto his wet forehead; his legs and crotch felt uncomfortably damp. He didn’t have time to complain, though, his mind was far off from making a comprehensible sentence as Aoi’s lips and tongue flicked all over his back. Another shameless, lustful moan escaped his lips when Aoi’s fingers trailed along the skin of his hips right underneath the band of his pants. It tickled, and the sensation went straight down toward his cock, making him harder-so hard it was beginning to get slightly painful. Why wouldn’t Aoi stop this torture and just strip him off, right now? Kazuki didn’t think he could hold on much longer.
Aoi seemed to have guessed what Kazuki was thinking because he could see him smiling so wide. He kissed Kazuki’s ear, licked it, before he spoke. “Impatient, aren’t you? I am just getting started.” And then, a moment later, Aoi stepped back. A sudden panic and confusion washed over Kazuki; he glared into the mirror to where Aoi was standing behind him. What was Aoi doing? Was he going to leave Kazuki like this? Was he going to ruin Kazuki’s hopes and then tell him that the whole thing had been nothing more but a joke? If he was, then Kazuki would be very, very disappointed-to say the least.
Apparently, though, Aoi wasn’t planning whatever Kazuki was thinking. With eyes wide open, Kazuki watched as Aoi began to pull his t-shirt up his body with teasingly slow movements, exposing his flawless body. It had been quite a while since Kazuki started to secretly take pleasure in marveling Aoi’s body, though he had to be content with what he could see in Aoi’s live performances or PVs. Those curves made him gulp every time he caught a glimpse of Aoi swirling his hips or dancing on stage. Those super-tight tops and pants that Aoi had been wearing often lately did not help to ease Kazuki’s yearning, not one bit.
And now, with his own eyes, Kazuki could see what Aoi had been hiding underneath all those clothes. With the t-shirt off, Aoi’s torso was now free for Kazuki to stare at. His Senpai wasn’t exactly skinny, but he wasn’t plump either. He had muscles for sure, but thankfully not the large, bulging kind of muscles that bodybuilders had. Aoi’s were more subtle, forming delicious looking curves underneath his skin. In a way, Aoi looked strong, but some parts made him look slightly feminine, like the sweet juxtaposition of his waist line for example. Kazuki imagined being able to touch that sturdy chest, to play with those dark nipples the way Aoi had played with his earlier. He imagined tracing his fingers upon that flat ab. He imagined… he imagined doing a lot of things, especially now when Aoi was staring at him with those eyes.
What Aoi did next forced Kazuki to turn his head around because it was just not possible to watch only from the mirror. Kazuki gasped, eyes not blinking as he watched Aoi taking his pants off with such easiness it would seem like this was a routine he had been used to doing. There was no doubt that Aoi knew Kazuki was watching, right? Despite so, he just kept baring his skin without an ounce of hesitation. As a matter of fact, there was a certain kind of glint that Kazuki saw in Aoi’s eyes that only confirmed his suspicion that Aoi was actually enjoying all the attention. His pants taken off, Aoi stood up straightly, now only donning tight, grey boxers that barely hid his erection.
Kazuki took a shaky deep breath. It would be a miracle to survive all this and maintain his sanity, if that was possible.
“You like what you see, Kazuki?” Aoi asked. Kazuki quivered when Aoi’s hand touched his back again, although it wasn’t moving anywhere.
Giving it no second thought, Kazuki nodded. He could only admit it, since there seemed to be no use in hiding what he really felt right now.
Aoi smiled. “Now…” he took a step closer, “it’s your turn.”
Aoi’s hands reached out to the button of his pants quicker than his brain managed to process what Aoi just said, and, in the next second, Kazuki’s zipper was on its way down and soon, down went his pants as well. Kazuki gaped in shock and embarrassment. Soon enough, all of his clothes, including his boxers were thrown far, far away, leaving him fully exposed in front of his Senpai’s eyes.
Kazuki saw his own face growing red in the mirror. He bit his lip, feeling fully conscious of how Aoi’s eyes were roaming all over his body without a single thread covering it. The embarrassment grew when he realized he was so hard, and there was just no way Aoi could have missed seeing it. Kazuki’s eyelids fell shut.
“Mmm…” Aoi’s voice rumbled in Kazuki’s eardrums. “So beautiful, Kazuki-chan. Why do you close your eyes? Now don’t tell me you’re being shy,” Aoi’s lips touched his shoulder, “You have no reason to be shy. Come on, open your eyes…”
As if Aoi’s voice had become the sole commander that his body complied, Kazuki did exactly what Aoi asked him to do. He blinked his eyes, trying to focus with the scene displayed before him. He moaned instantly at the sight, because it somehow resembled with some of his dreams in which he was naked and Aoi was there with him, touching him, kissing him… But those were dreams. So how on earth was this happening at all?
Aoi’s full lips never ceased spreading kisses along Kazuki’s neck and shoulder, but that was not the only thing making Kazuki even harder than before. He could feel Aoi’s body pressing tightly against his, Aoi’s chest bumping his back, and of course… Aoi’s erection rubbing his ass. At the feeling, Kazuki’s thoughts flew far and away, wandering to places, drawing images of what might happen after this. Images of Aoi clutching his body tightly, penetrating him with quick, hard thrusts, dragging him all the way to that peak of earthly pleasure without a pause…
“Ahh…” Kazuki sighed repeatedly, now without restraint. He felt Aoi’s hands touching him, groping his body starting from his chest to his hips, so close but still not close enough to where he needed them the most. The only thing that Kazuki could do to help himself was to rub the tip of his erection onto the surface of the mirror before him. His hot, weeping cock meeting the cold, hard surface made him harder if possible, and definitely more aware of what he actually needed… something that only Aoi could give. Before Kazuki knew it, he was moving his hips back and forth, his ass rubbing against Aoi’s cock and his crotch pressing onto the mirror.
Aoi flashed him a grin on the mirror, and then, all of a sudden, Kazuki couldn’t move his hips anymore, Aoi’s hands gripping them tightly. “Senpai, please…” Kazuki groaned deliriously. But before he could say another word, one of Aoi’s hands moved to his face, forcing him to turn his head sideways until their lips met again. Almost automatically, Kazuki shut his eyes closed.
Kazuki had no time to submerge into the pleasure of this kiss because then, unexpectedly, Aoi snapped his hips forward, trapping Kazuki in between his Senpai’s body and the mirror. Kazuki gasped, trying to breathe, but it was impossible to do with Aoi’s mouth still fervently ravishing his own. Aoi’s tongue delved into the depth of Kazuki’s mouth while his hips moved in that taunting way, pressing onto Kazuki’s hips, rubbing his covered erection between Kazuki’s ass cheeks. With all his might, Kazuki tried to hold on to something, anything that he could grab, but again and again his hands only found the slippery surface of the mirror.
When Aoi finally stopped kissing him, Kazuki took that moment to draw rushed, deep breaths as much as he could through his nose and mouth. “Ohh… Senpai…” he moaned, feeling his organ being pressed between his own body and the mirror.
“You want me now, Kazuki?” Aoi whispered hotly in his ear. “Do you want me to enter you now? And how do you want me to do it, hmm? Quickly…?” He rubbed himself against Kazuki with quick thrusts, “Slowly…?” The movements slowed down, “Or how? Tell me now.”
Did Aoi seriously expect Kazuki to answer that question? Personally, Kazuki wasn’t sure he remembered how to speak coherently, not in this sort of situation. In terms of Aoi’s question, he wanted Aoi to do everything he had suggested to do. He wanted Aoi to do it fast, but he also wanted it slow. He wanted Aoi to invade the deepest part of his body, to slam into that secret spot inside of him that would drive him crazy and make him forget about everything including his own name. He wanted Aoi to do all that and, most importantly, he better do it soon.
“However you want to do it, Senpai,” Kazuki finally found his voice. “Whatever you want to do, and whichever way you choose to do it. I only want… Ah!” His words didn’t have the chance to be completed because then Aoi’s hands took hold of his cock and started rubbing, flicking the tip, teasing all the most sensitive spots Kazuki had in his body. Kazuki lost it, that last shred of sanity he thought he still had, and moaned a dozen profanities aloud. It was amazing that he could still hang on with his elbows leaning against the mirror, while his hips thrusting uncontrollably into Aoi’s hands.
His climax was approaching-after all he’d gone through, it was only logical-but, without a warning, Aoi stopped the movements of his hands. Even worse, he let go of Kazuki’s cock, resulting in Kazuki screaming in protest. But before he did a drastic kind of action, Kazuki caught a glimpse of Aoi licking his lips on the mirror, and with one teasing wink of the eye, he stripped off of the last piece of clothing he had been wearing. Kazuki turned his head around again, wanting to witness with his own eyes when finally Aoi’s whole body was fully exposed.
“Oh God…” There was no way Kazuki could look away from what he was seeing, which was Aoi’s body. Before today, he probably had tried imagining what it would be like to see Aoi naked, but this… this went beyond his wildest imagination. Aoi was just too perfect, too sinfully hot for his brain to process. The man’s cock was too obvious for Kazuki not to notice; it stood proudly before him, rock hard and seemingly very, very ready to ravish Kazuki. The sight only made Kazuki’s lust throb inside his body, although somewhere inside his brain, something was telling him he would need some thorough preparation if he didn’t want to be terribly sore after all this.
Aoi approached him again, and without being asked, Kazuki turned to face the mirror. There was a feral gleam in Aoi’s eyes when Kazuki looked at him, the kind of gleam that successfully made Kazuki shiver. He braced himself, breath hitching in his throat, his heart throbbing hard inside his chest. Soon enough, Aoi’s body made contact with his-every inch of him was pressed against Kazuki’s back, now without a single piece of fabric to come between them. Kazuki hummed in pleasure as Aoi’s hands started roaming all over his body again, from his nipples, his waist, down to his cock. Aoi missed nothing, until finally, his fingers found Kazuki’s entrance.
“You can see it now, can’t you, Kazuki?” Aoi said, licking Kazuki’s neck while he was at it. “This is what I meant, this scenery you’re watching in my mirror. Isn’t it beautiful? And look, like I told you, you’re soaking wet now…”
Yes, Kazuki could very well see what Aoi was pointing to him. His body and Aoi’s, both as naked as they had been when they were born, they were both slick from sweat. Although, beautiful was not the exact word that Kazuki would pick to describe what his eyes were feasting upon; he’d rather go for ‘erotic’. That’s right; this looked so much like all those porn movies he had watched, the only difference being the stars were himself and Aoi. Now who would’ve thought this might’ve happened to him? Kazuki was still trying to assure himself that he wasn’t dreaming.
The next minute, Kazuki found himself struggling to breathe properly-it was hard, to be honest, because he somehow needed to keep moaning and whimpering as Aoi began making preparations with his fingers. He had had one finger inserted into Kazuki, and soon another finger followed. They twirled and teased, scissoring and stretching Kazuki’s hole with smooth, quite skillful movements. Aoi shoved his fingers deep into him, groping around, searching…
“AHH!!” Kazuki screamed so loud when finally Aoi found that spot, the very spot that, when touched, would drive away every last piece of self control Kazuki still had. In front of the mirror, Kazuki writhed, trembled. His arms worked hard to support his weight but he kept slipping off of the slick surface. In the mean time, Aoi kept teasing that spot he’d discovered inside of Kazuki, drawing endless moaning from Kazuki’s mouth.
But just a few moments away from Kazuki reaching his climax, Aoi pulled his fingers out of his hole. “Senpai! Please… I can’t hold on much longer,” Kazuki whined. Aoi had to do something fast. Kazuki knew he would soon explode from holding such an unbearable tension for as long as he had inside his body. He had been repeatedly teased, dragged until he was so close to his climax only to be left abandoned there, unsatisfied. Couldn’t Aoi see how desperate he was already? True, Kazuki was so desperate he was actually willing to disobey Aoi’s requests and turn away from this mirror so that he could reach out to Aoi, to impale himself onto Aoi’s cock if that was really what he needed to do to make Aoi speed things up.
It turned out that Kazuki had absolutely no reason to be worried. Aoi was nearly as desperate as he was, it was seen in the way he looked at Kazuki and the way his hands were gripping Kazuki’s hips almost possessively. Kazuki soon felt the tip of Aoi’s cock rubbing against his entrance, and a moment later…
“Ah!”
Kazuki’s forehead bumped lightly against the mirror, his breathing ceased for the time being when Aoi pushed into him, slowly and quite agonizingly. He pushed and didn’t stop until Kazuki could feel his stomach pressing against his back; he was in very, very deep now, filling Kazuki with his cock. “Oh… Aoi-Senpai…” Kazuki moaned, rocking his hips backward. It hurt, kind of, yes, but Kazuki wanted Aoi to hurry up and move it. He knew it wouldn’t be long until the pain transformed into the pleasure he had been desperate to taste.
He heard his Senpai sigh behind him, and pretty soon, he started to move. Unhurriedly Aoi pulled his organ back, sliding out of Kazuki’s hole only to thrust forward quickly. Kazuki screamed. The head of Aoi’s erection hit the center of Kazuki’s spot hard and mercilessly, blinding his sight for one swift, destructive moment. It didn’t feel like an exaggeration when Kazuki thought the cells in his brain had just died a little then.
Thus the rhythm Aoi started; he would pull back with slow movement, and then push inside quickly. Aoi had been quite consistent with this, driving Kazuki mad, screaming and begging. Kazuki wished the other man would stop playing around and just give him what he needed. “Faster, Senpai,” he groaned. “Deeper!” He was close, so damn close. With each and every accurate hit, his orgasm was drawing near.
And now obviously Aoi was losing patience as well as he began to move faster, more out of control. Kazuki couldn’t argue with this progress; Aoi’s hand pumping his erection made it impossible for him to think of anything to say. The rhythm became faster and even faster, taking Kazuki closer to his peak.
“Aaaaahhh!!!” Kazuki screamed when he finally reached that point, his whole body throbbed. Hot, white liquid spurted from his cock and dirtied Aoi’s mirror. In the throes of his orgasm, Aoi came as well. Once again Kazuki screamed when Aoi bit his shoulder, the older man’s erection went so deep into Kazuki where Aoi then released his cum.
They froze in that position for God knows how long. Kazuki thought it could’ve been hours. Of course he was mistaken, but that orgasm he had just had didn’t allow his brain to function properly for the time being. He blinked his eyes, panting to refill his lungs with air, struggling to stand on his jellified legs. Aoi pulled out of him, leaving a trail of wet, warm cum dripping from Kazuki’s hole onto his thighs.
A smile grew on Aoi’s lips when their eyes met in the mirror. He wrapped his arms around Kazuki and held him from behind, careless as to how dirty and sticky their bodies were.
“I think we need a shower,” Aoi murmured. “And did you notice? The mirror faces straight towards the bathtub.”
~ THE END ~
A/N: *wipes sweat* That was a lot. It kinda became more descriptive than I originally intended it to be, but I couldn't just re-write the whole thing XD
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