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"Two rooms, each one for two people? Is that correct?" The lady behind the reception desk asked. She had pulled up their reservation on her PC, simultaneously checking if Elira's ID matched the one in her system. After all, Elira had booked the hotel for this particular off-collab. It was paid for by nijisanji, yet someone had to redeem the keys.
"Yep, that's us", the blue-haired girl answered to the woman who had returned her ID by now. And seconds later, she also tossed a total of four room keys onto the desk.
"The men's part of the building is to the left, the women to the right. Please enjoy your stay." With those words, all of the participants took a representative key and made their way to the big, spiraling staircase.
"Is dividing us into genders really necessary?" Uki complained while sipping on a Boba they had picked up at a small store close to the airport.
"Yeah, we're no middle schoolers anymore", the little fairy streamer joined in.
"Gotta be honest, I'm more worried about our men having to share a room", Elira exclaimed with a grin. She shot a telling side-eye to Fulgur, who was shrugging dismissively.
"I don't know what you mean", he joined her laughter. "Don't even worry about it."
"Yeah. But at least now you won't be able to hear us have sex."
"Arghh...", Fulgur cringed audibly at Uki’s remark. Which only resulted in more harmless laughter.
In any other scenario he would have flirted back or also made a remark about getting intimate with his colleague. But right now, there was an actual chance that the two men would have sex.
Something Fulgur had considered. Something he had thought about. Something he had communicated to Uki to be completely okay with.
But the nervousness still took over. And it was killing him. He was certain everyone had noticed his cheeks getting red every time his eyes shifted to the psychic. But at least they weren't teasing him about it. Probably out of courtesy.
"Alright. We'll split off now."
They had reached the third floor where both of the couple's rooms were. With a wave Elira and Pomu wasted no time turning to the right, making their way down the corridor.
"See you tomorrow, bitch!" Elira shouted back at them as the distance between them grew wider and wider.
"I hope you eat a spider in your sleep, bitch!!" Uki responded which earned him a loud and obnoxious laugh and a grossed out 'ewww' from Pomu.
Believing that they had finished saying their goodbyes, Fulgur reaches for the psychic's hand. "Alright. You good to go?"
He mentally praises himself for the small move, quite glad his confidence was rising again after the two women had left.
And with a grin and an almost seductive hum, Uki nodded in agreement.
Now, walking down the corridor and looking for the right room to stay in shouldn't be difficult. It really shouldn't be. However, Fulgur was starting to feel like he underestimated Uki's cunning.
He knew the psychic would flirt. Uki had announced that to the Cyborg in advance. Fulgur knew about this in advance, he had even mentally prepared himself. But God damn it, it was ridiculous how much it was affecting him!
"What does it say on the card again?" The psychic asked while leaning in closer to look past the other's arm. Uki's hand was tightly entwined with Fulgur's, body pressed against the other's from behind in a shy yet oddly confident manner while his other hand had settled on the taller man's waist.
Fulgur believed that denying the psychic's advances whenever he made some only edged the other on, resulting in quite some enticing teasing. Yet as he felt a finger slide underneath his shirt, daring to caress the rim of his pants, he froze up. It was such a subtle gesture yet it sent his heart into overdrive. And every single time that finger dug a bit deeper, petting his groin ever so slightly Fulgur felt a shiver run over his skin.
"Fu-chan. The number to our room", Uki repeated in a soft yet demanding tone after not getting an answer. And having forgotten the number again, Fulgur had to glance at the key he was holding yet another time.
"312", he repeated out loud, hoping for the love of God he wouldn't forget again.
"Good job", the psychic cooed and without skipping a beat, an intense heat spread through the Cyborg’s abdomen. It numbed him for a moment, trapping him in his own head-space of pleasure before a soft voice pulled him back into reality.
"What are we waiting for?"
"Ah- the room", Fulgur realized out loud, having to lift his head to gain back orientation. Still in a haze he looked at the key again, hoping to regain some concentration that way.
"You forgot again?" There was a teasing chuckle hidden beneath those words and the mixture of subtle shame and arousal rose even higher in him. If this continued, they might never reach their room.
"D- doesn't matter", he tried to brush it off before taking a sudden turn and making his way down the corridor with determined steps. Uki followed suit, hand still entwined with the others. Yet he had to carry the rest of his luggage, so there was no room for holding onto his collegue's waist anymore. Uki was almost a bit disappointed that Fulgur didn't walk into the completely other direction and away from their room, however he did leave behind his luggage.
With a chuckle, the psychic decided to wait until Fulgur noticed himself.
They walked a few more meters, Fulgur more and more gaining a sense of his surroundings. It was almost deflating to see the bright red leave the taller man’s cheeks and ears. Yet Uki was certain he’d see it a few more times throughout the evening.
“This is the room”, Fulgur stopped in front of a room labeled 312.
“Good job finding it~”, Uki impulsively praised the other again. He immediately felt a hint of regret at doing so, noticing the mood shift. Yet seeing how Fulgur shot him a deadpan side-eye, the feeling dissipated quickly.
“And who’s fault is that.” His voice fit his expression perfectly. And Uki couldn’t help but giggle relieved.
The room itself was fairly spacious. The furniture was made out of dark wood, red and golden bearings making the individual items complete. To the left was a small room, severed from the main room by a simple door. That would be the bathroom. But no matter how pretty the interior looked, one thing was impossible to overlook.
“Fuck”, Fulgur blurted out as he saw the single king-sized bed in the middle of the room.
“I am one lucky Gay, aren’t I?" Uki cooed as he lay his eyes upon the exact same bed. In a happy stride he entered the room further, pulling the other along by his hand. As they reached the bed Uki let go of the luggage and Fulgur’s hand before sitting down on the freshly made, red sheets.
He sat in silence for a few seconds, taking in the room and secretly waiting for Fulgur to sit down next to him. However, the other only stood around awkwardly.
“Wanna test the bed?” Uki eventually broke the silence, his hand gesturing for Fulgur to sit down next to him. And as if he did not already have some time to think about it, the other took a deep breath while judging the bed silently before realizing something.
“Wait- where is my luggage?”
A grin spread across the psychic’s lips. He watched with joy as Fulgur rushed out the room, swiftly seeing the other show him the middle finger as he turned a corner.
This was going to be so much fun. Whether he meant this specific evening or the entire trip. They'd be sure to make the most of it.
And while Fulgur was gone he'd take some time to get comfortable. He’d get Fulgur to join him in the bed eventually anyways.
So already fairly eager to clean himself up a bit, Uki took off his shoes and coat, hung them near the door and made his way to the bathroom.
Opening the door to give it a quick glance he deemed the room to be clean and comfortable enough to use. So he picked up a few items from his luggage and made his way over, locking the door behind him. Whether he locked the door out of privacy reasons or to seem ominous, hard to reach and sexy, he couldn’t quite tell.
Uki decided to take a quick shower, wanting to get rid of the sticky feeling of the day and clean one specific place while he was at it. Maybe Fulgur would even hear the shower and fantasize about him… With the Cyborg still in mind he put on a pair of sexy underwear he brought, quickly taking a good look at himself in the mirror before covering the lace with a baggy hoodie and some sweatpants. The black of the thin fabric really suited him. It looked especially flattering with his violet hair, yet Fulgur would have to find out how pretty he was underneath those layers himself.
Finally, feeling comfortable and confident with himself, Uki opened the bathroom door back up. He had left most of the luggage he had previously taken with him in the bathroom, expecting to use it there again.
Fulgur had unpacked his own things by now as well. He was still in his casual clothing, sitting on the ground next to the bed with his phone in one hand and a plate of sushi resting on his lap.
“Hi Uki, you want some?” He asked with a smile as Uki walked over to him. He pointed at a separate plate filled with sushi sitting on a table. "“I order some food earlier. Sushi is fine, right?”
Uki didn’t quite know how to react, the sight of the other sitting on the ground almost too comical. So with a soft laugh he picked up the plate and sat himself down as well. Inspecting the sushi, it looked quite nice. Nothing he wouldn’t eat on the plate and a fair amount of sauces and toppings to the side. Finding a pair of chopsticks, he dug in.
“So, why are we sitting on the ground?” Uki asked with his mouth still rather full, unable to suppress yet another chuckle. “There’s a table right there..”, he pointed to the table on which his food stood only seconds ago, his grin growing wider.
“I didn’t want to dirty the bed with food”, Fulgur explained like it was self-explanatory before catching Uki’s continuous grinning. “What’s so funny?!” He couldn’t help but join in, starting to realize the comedic aspect of leisurely sitting on the ground, eating sushi while watching YouTube in front of his potential date.
“Not getting the bed dirty, huh?” Uki could feel his cheeks heat up by the intense grinning. “You couldn’t have chosen the table with chairs at it?” He pointed out, eyes never leaving the Cyborg’s.
“No, this is way better.” Fulgur pointed at the spot he was sitting at before breaking under another chuckle.
For a second, there was only the sound of suppressed laughter and the romantic tension between them. It felt incredibly comfortable and ecstatic at the same time. Hard to believe either of them had been so nervous when meeting each other for the first time at the airport.
And in moments like these, ideas came to Uki the easiest. Not having to think about it he swallowed his food while putting the hardly touched plate down. Getting up to move closer to the other Uki sat down next to Fulgur. He made sure to press his leg against the other’s while leaning his head to the side.
“You’re right”, Uki hummed as he nuzzled his head into Fulgur’s neck. “It is way better down here.”
Fulgur felt his heart-beat pick up and heat spread through his body from all the places Uki touched. But it was a comfortably burning heat. He was actually starting to get used to the psychic’s touch.
About to say something, Fulgur was interrupted by Uki reaching for the plate on his lap. With wide eyes to empathize the _audacity_ of taking away his food, he watched Uki pick up the plate and put it aside.
“I was gonna eat that”, the Cyborg complained in the same joking manner as they had engaged in before. But Uki didn't join the laughter. Instead he placed his hand where the plate had been a moment ago, palm now softly caressing the lower part of Fulgur’s upper thigh.
Now the heat gathered on his inner thighs and slowly spread to his groin. He’d actually get hard if this continued.
Uki let his fingers wander higher, spreading over his upper thigh before slowly wandering higher and closer to the other’s groin.
“Eat me instead?” Was all Uki hummed. And though Fulgur was feeling ready to be touched by the psychic, consumed and worshiped by his body, he enjoyed the sight of Uki trying his best to seduce him a bit too much. So he thought to tantalize the psychic a bit longer.
So gathering some more confidence he pushed Uki’s hand to the side with a teasing 'No' and stood up from the ground. Not even looking back, he quickly grabbed a few items from his bag before making his way to the bathroom. With a klick the door locked similarly to how Uki had done it before, leaving the other alone in the room.
“Bitch”, Uki mumbled to himself.
Fulgur was getting ready right now. Ready for bed? No, ready for him. Ready for him to be in the bed and ready to fuck the ever loving god out of him. The thought riled him up, desperately staring at the bathroom door. It almost made him want to play with himself a little, making sure he was as loose and ready as Fulgur would want him to be. Yet that would be no good. What fun was there in taking on all of the work? Wouldn't it be so much cuter if Fulgur was to finger him open, maybe even using his tongue to make him feel good.
A hand drifted off to his crotch, slowly starting to palm his bulge through his sweatpants. The friction felt so good, giving him a slight release from the tension growing in his loins.
But just as Uki was starting to rock his hips into his own touch, heat rising inside him, he stopped.
Jerking off while his genmate was only one door away… The embarrassment was painfully arousing but he also didn't deem it appropriate to let himself be caught grinding his hips to the thought of Fulgur just yet. So as if to hide his actions he quickly stood up from the bed.
Instead, Uki decided to simply finish eating his sushi. The plate was not too big so he finished quickly. And just as he did, the sound of a shower turning on made a knowing grin spread across his lips.
Getting more and more eager, he climbed on top of the bed again. It hadn’t been touched at all since he first sat on it some time ago. So there was plenty of time right now to make sure that all of the pillows looked nice, the blankets were arranged in a comfortable but not distracting order, there were no crumbs on the bed and a set of condoms and lube was set aside neatly in a drawer of the bedside table. Uki even did a quick bounce test to make sure the bed wouldn't creak too much, imitating the motions of sex tempting him to grind himself down on the pillows again… Yet he held himself back.
But even after all that preparation, Fulgur still hadn't come out of the bathroom. Sitting around waiting started to bore the psychic so he decided to search around the room a bit.
The shelves and dressers were mainly empty, a couple of them holding magazines or brochures of local tourist spots. As Uki walked past the door he turned the lights off. The room immediately went pitch black so he quickly walked over to the bed again, turning on the much more subtle bedside lamps.
By now, the room was starting to look very moody. One pillow was still off, laying in the middle of the bed with a slight indent on it. Yet Uki would leave it like this. As a little treat for Fulgur.
"You already ready to go to sleep? It's so dark in here." Fulgur's calm and deep voice appeared behind him, startling the psychic. He hadn’t even heard the bathroom door open.
"Don't sneak up on me, bitch", he retorted before he felt the weight of someone shifting behind him on the bed.
"What? You don't like me behind you~?" Fulgur almost whispered into Uki's ear, purposely pressing his chest to the other's back in order to exaggerate his point. A shiver ran down Uki’s neck, the vibration in the other's voice hitting him right in the sweet spot. Enticed by the flirt he leaned back himself, pushing his body further into Fulgur's before he nuzzled his nose to the other's ear.
"No. I do like it very much", he hummed, enjoying the smell of the Cyborgs freshly washed hair. And as if to return the affection the other leaned in to press a gentle kiss to Uki’s cheek. It felt incredibly soft and intimate, Fulgur making sure to drag out the gesture. He exhaled onto Uki’s skin as he noticed the other lean into it even more.
With a subtle popping sound his lips detached from the psychic. But before Uki could complain about the loss of contact he felt a hand glide over his back. It settled between his shoulder blades. And to Uki’s surprise, with a fair amount of force he pushed down onto the mattress.
Uki felt like giving a heartfelt moan at the action, the mixture of gentle kisses and rough manhandling being right up his alley. He even subconsciously fell with his ass up in the air, ready to be stripped and pleasured. Though he only noticed this himself as soon as Fulgur pushed his hip to the side, making him collapse on the bed again.
"That's not what I meant", the Cyborg chuckled at Uki’s overly submissive reaction to being tossed before then proceeding to climb under his blanket. "I'm going to bed", he noted, turning away from the psychic as if he was really going to sleep.
It took Uki a moment to process, only laying there in confusion meanwhile. And as soon as he realized what Fulgur had said he quickly decided that this was not the way this evening would end. Carefully, he lifted the other's blanket, sliding under it and immediately pressing his body to Fulgur's.
"No, you're not", he almost ordered the other, his voice a whispered hiss.
Slowly and as if he was totally not up to this the Cyborg turned around. Laying on his back, just about able to talk face to face with Uki he exclaimed: "I'm tired."
"And I'm horny", Uki shot back immediately, searching for the other's eyes. As he couldn’t find them, the Cyborg avoiding his gaze, Uki moved closer. Wanting to stop Fulgur from turning his back to him again he climbed atop the other's torso, legs straddling the Cyborg's hips. Using his arms to hold himself above Fulgur’s face he finally looked eyes with him.
Yet all the Cyborg muttered was; "What's new", and turned his head to the side. Yet he didn't get very far, a finger guiding him back to face the psychic immediately. There was a certain dread behind this action, Uki wanting to make sure he had Fulgur's full attention.
“You’ve been awfully flirtatious", Fulgur noted, gazing back the other. "Do you want something?" He asked while trying to stay as cool and factually monotone as possible.
Which the other knew how to counter well. “Hmm I wonder~", he hummed, averting his eyes as if he was thinking about it. "How about you stay awake and find out?"
"Enticing deal, but I am tired."
"Tsk." Uki clicked his tongue at the Cyborg. And it made a smug smile spread across the other's lips. Now Fulgur knew he was pushing the right buttons.
Uki shifted, moving a leg to be placed in between Fulgur's legs. He slowly raised it up to press against the other's crotch. A soft gasp escaped the Cyborg which only urged Uki on more. He leaned down, placing a cautious kiss on the Cyborg's neck. Fulgur felt himself twitch in his pants, certain that Uki could feel it too with his knee pressed so tightly against him. The kiss was so soft and ghost-like, it made him long for more. But that was only more reason to stop.
"Uki, that's enough", he exclaimed, his voice deep and demanding as if he was commanding his dog.
The other hesitated for a second. Yet moments later he moved closer again, biting down softly on the other's neck. Soft skin gave way under his teeth, tongue giving it a quick cat-like lick.
And as a reward, Fulgur’s breath hitched, the feeling of teeth softly digging into his skin too enticing to hold a gasp down.
"Uki!"
He called out louder this time to which the other pulled back in a whine. He locked eyes with Fulgur, his brows furrowed in something desperate yet frustrated and angry at the same time.
This was what Fulgur had been waiting for. This was what he had anticipated to see. Their eyes kept being locked for a few more seconds, both of the men dead set on pushing their own idea of how the night would end through.
"You like it." Uki spoke slowly. "Don't deny it." He lowered his face down to Fulgur's collarbone. In a tediously long motion he dragged his tongue over the flesh there, up the other's neck all the way to his ear. "I can feel it~", he whispered while giving a thrust to Fulgur's crotch.
It was conspicuous by now how hard the Cyborg was. Uki didn't even have to thrust his hip to feel the twitching member at his own groin. But seeing how Fulgur reached for his arms, holding onto them in an attempt to ground himself, Uki wouldn't mind showing him just how aroused he was over and over again.
"You're so hard already. And I haven't even touched you yet." He let his hand wander down Fulgur's torso, searching for the hem of his shirt.
"Does this happen often?" Uki's lips spread into a grin. "Or am I just too arousing?" His voice dropped before starting to writhe his hips in small circles. He could feel the hands latching at his arms hold on tighter, Fulgur’s breath accelerating. Yet he still wasn't able to hold eye contact.
"Going to sleep with that would be…highly inconvenient, wouldn't it be?" Uki's hand finally pushed up the other’s shirt, making his way up Fulgur's torso. He chuckled, content over the few ripples under his hand, the skin soft but slightly sweaty.
"Babe, you're so hot~", Uki mused in a whisper. His hand settled on the other's chest, giving it a squeeze before raising his head again.
"Look at me", Uki demanded, quite unhappy with how little attention he was getting.
And to his surprise, the other swallowed slowly before actually turning his head, locking eyes with the psychic. His dick gave another twitch and Uki was starting to be really desperate to get it out of Fulgur's pants.
"Look at you go~", he cooed, raising one leg to put next to Fulgur. He was now finally sitting on the other's loin. The feeling of a hard length underneath his ass was heavenly, Uki releshing in the fact that he couldn't touch it skin to skin just yet. He ground his hips down again, loving how Fulgur groaned under the movement.
And seeing the blush on the other's cheeks he couldn’t help but lean down, hips never stopping, as his lips collided with Fulgur's.
It was a timid kiss at first, Uki attempting to tease Fulgur into opening his mouth by giving a few pecks. Then increasing his pace he attempted a French kiss, but Fulgur never quite let it happen.
Very displeased with this, the psychic used the fact that his hand was still on Fulgur's chest to his advantage. He moved it around for a bit, eventually finding the other's nipple. Settling his fingers there he gave the little nub a flick.
Fulgur flinched at the feeling. So he gave it another flick, trying to engross in the kiss again. But as Fulgur didn't kiss him back even after he increased his pace, only pulling stifled groans out of the other, he moved his hand to the Cyborg's throat.
He knew how much Fulgur loved the feeling of something around his throat. And as the psychic pushed down, knowing exactly what places to put pressure on and what not to, he could almost see the other's eyes roll to the back of his head. With hips grinding down on his, extensive nipple stimulation and a hand wrapped around his throat even he couldn't hold back a pleased moan.
Satisfied, Uki tried to kiss him again, the other's mouth hanging wide open by now. He gave a lick to Fulgur's lower lip before being able to suck it into his mouth with ease.
This was perfect.
With a grin on his lips he attempted another French kiss. And with Fulgur's mind beginning to get hazy from the loss of blood he had no problems whatsoever reciprocating.
"Such a good boy~", Uki praised between sharp breaths. He was hard in his own pants as well, quite enjoying the friction his grinding gave him. But it wasn't enough. He wanted more.
"Don't you want me to touch you~?" His voice was swallowed up by a desperate moan, hoping he could finally get rid of Fulgur's layers. He let go of the other's throat, not wanting to make the Cyborg pass out.
It took Fulgur a while to come back to his senses, subconsciously still feeling Uki grind down on his hips in circles.
"No, this is fine", Fulgur spoke up for the first time in a while. He grabbed the other's thighs, startling Uki with how rough his hands were. Shortly after he started to grind his own hips, fucking into the sweet feeling of his own length rubbing against the fabric of his boxers.
"F-Fulgur…", the psychic moaned at the action, immediately letting his body loosen up so the Cyborg had an easier time manhandling him.
Letting go of one of Uki's legs, he pulled the other by the collar of his shirt, getting their lips to collide again as his thrusts got increasingly more intense.
Uki almost couldn't take it anymore, so desperate to rip those layers off and just push Fulgur inside of him. Yet before he could pull away to do so, the other pulled him in closer, pushing their hips even closer together. If Uki didn't know any better he'd think Fulgur was about to-
A deep and hearty moan escaped the other, his voice partially suffocated by the kiss. His hips slowed down, body beginning to stutter and twitch under Uki.
He kept this position for a few seconds, occasionally giving a thrust paired with another grunt.
Uki couldn't believe it. He lay down on Fulgur's torso, relishing the way his breath was heavy, chest heaving as he calmed down.
"Enjoyed the ride?" Uki asked in an amused hiss. He ground down his hips on purpose, hoping to overstimulate the Cyborg as a punishment for finishing already. Yet the other only gave another pleased grunt.
"I can go again, don't worry", Fulgur spoke between deep breaths.