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majima hadn’t been careless, kiryu just felt like snooping. a rare itch, a curiosity only piqued by the glimpses of purple and pink and rainbow from the depths of majima’s closet. a duffel bag, zipped partly closed, its contents flirting with exposure.
“you wanna check ‘em out, don’t’cha,” majima asked with a grin. kiryu was sitting on the bed, leaning to one side, just so happening to see something that stoked his imagination. he knew majima had them, he was very up front about that, and kiryu didn’t feel insecure about it like he’d heard others get. if kiryu could be replaced that easily by a length of rubber and some batteries, he’d’ve been ditched ages ago.
“yeah, sure,” kiryu said.
majima pulled out the bag, dropped it into kiryu’s lap, and unzipped it.
“ta-da!” kiryu gave in and looked.
most of the goods were self-explanatory - things to hit with, things to hurt, things to stick in… places. things that vibrated at the touch of a button. majima grabbed a large pink dick with a flat suctioning bottom.
“check this out!” he licked the suction cup and stuck it onto the mirror. the tip wobbled as if giving kiryu a polite bow; kiryu almost nodded back.
“it works great on the bathroom walls, in the tub too,” majima said, giving it a light smack. he rummaged through some more items like paddles, clamps, a long dildo with two ends, some plugs with flared bases. there was even a metal one with a gem at the end. kiryu watched the parade of toys, cheeks getting hotter and hotter. he tipped his head to one side quizzically at a tangle of leather strips. he’d seen majima in harnesses before, but most of them were in a dresser drawer.
“oh, this is for my strap,” majima explained, “lemme show ya.” he shook the strips into place and stepped into them, the leather fitting around his ass and thighs and joining at the front with an O-ring in front of a patch of velvet. majima pulled out a pale blue dildo, slim with a slight bulb on one end and a flat bottom, and threaded it through the ring. he put his hands on his hips and wiggled, making the bulb bob side to side.
“see? and i got all sorts of sizes, when you can pick your own you got options, y’know?” he gave kiryu a cheeky smirk.
“if you’re ever feelin’ vers-curious, you can pick it yourself,” majima teased. kiryu snorted dismissively, leaning back on the bed with his hands behind him, but well… he didn’t say no, never, did he?
“maybe sometime,” he murmured. that got a light in majima’s eye. majima moved into kiryu’s lap, legs slotting around his hips and arms around his neck.
“i’d treat you so good, baby, you’d never regret it. promise. but if it really ain’t your thing, i won’t push ya, of course,” majima was quick to add. kiryu let his hands roam over majima’s leather-wrapped backside.
“well, how do i know you’re not just being cocky without giving it a try?” he laughed as majima crowed triumphantly into his mouth, pushing him down to the duvet with a kiss.
“so what, like, right now?” hope shone in majima’s eyes like glittering stars.
“lemme work my way up to it,” kiryu said, “but i like seeing you in this.” he tugged one of the harness straps, letting the silicone dick rub into his lower stomach. majima sighed and shifted and nuzzled into kiryu’s neck.
“you’re killin’ me, kaz.”
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a few nights later, after some whiskey, after a warm buzz in his blood but his mind clear enough, kiryu ran his fingers down the back of majima’s neck as they sat together on the sofa.
“y’know, i think i’m feelin’ a little curious,” he said, tracing along majima’s shoulder to one of the hannya’s horns.
“‘bout what,” majima asked, leaning into the touch with his focus on the TV. the pieces snapped into place and he whirled around, nearly knocking the ice out of his glass.
“are you sure? you’re not fuckin’ around right?” kiryu laughed, a low breathy sound.
“yeah, i’m sure. unless you’re not in the m-” majima took both of their glasses and set them on the small side table, then eagerly pushed on kiryu’s side.
“fuck yes i’m in the mood, wash up, i’ll get everything set up and we’ll be good to go.” kiryu grinned and got off the couch, majima’s excitement and just the right dose of liquid courage keeping his nerves nice and even.
he scrubbed down solo, hearing majima happily humming a little ditty through the door. the water sobered him up a little more, and he wondered - briefly wondered - if he was really ready for what he was getting himself into. this would be his first time, it should be a bigger deal, right? should he be taking it more seriously?
majima knocked on the en suite door, making kiryu jump a little.
“ready when you are, kazzy!” kiryu took a deep breath.
“gotcha, almost done,” he called back before finishing rinsing himself, making sure he was thoroughly clean. something was going to go. uh. inside him, after all.
he stepped out after drying off, a smile springing onto his face at the sight of the bedroom. majima was lying on his side in bed, the harness tight on his body. there was a candle lit on the dresser with the lights dimmed, flanked on either side by various sizes of cocks. there was a bottle of lube and a bottle of massage oil on the bedside table.
“see anything ya like, gorgeous,” majima purred, his hand on his hip. “go ahead and pick whichever one you want, they’re all ready for ya.” kiryu looked over the dildos.
“what do you, um, recommend,” he asked. majima scratched his beard in thought.
“well, you know i kinda like ‘em big, but you’re new to this an’ all so if you wanna go small i won’t razz ya.” kiryu nodded and let out a soft puff of breath, studying his options. he picked a slim thing in a soft royal purple that had a gentle upward curve. he brought it over to the bed, anxiety tickling its way up his spine.
“this one?” majima made an assenting nn , then regarded kiryu carefully.
“hey, siddown.” he lifted himself off of the bed and pulled a slim box out of a dresser drawer. kiryu sat, watching curiously. majima handed him the slim red collar with its dangling heart charm, then knelt in front of kiryu, his chin lifted.
“put it on me,” he said, voice soft and deliberate. kiryu slipped it on, making sure the leather laid comfortably over majima’s skin. majima put a hand on kiryu’s thigh, pleased.
“this means i’m yours, right?” kiryu nodded with a slight warm smile.
“i’m your good boy, and i’ll always be your good boy. all i wanna do is make you happy. i wanna please you, however you want it. you’re callin’ the shots, chairman, even if it’s my cock in your ass,” majima said, making kiryu’s smile widen. majima nuzzled into kiryu’s palm when kiryu cupped his hand over majima’s cheek.
“i get it. i love you, goro. you really are my good boy.” kiryu slid a finger under the collar’s slack and pulled him in for a kiss. if majima had a tail, it’d be wagging.
“and for the record, if you didn’t think i’d be lovin’ you up with foreplay until you’re good n’ ready, you’ve got another thing comin’,” majima said as he flopped on the bed, “now how’s about a back rub for ya?”
“sounds good to me,” kiryu said. he rolled onto his front, arms folded under his head. majima grabbed the bottle of oil, squirted some into his palm, and stilled. a quiet sigh escaped his lips.
“you’re so beautiful laid out like this, babe. i’m a fuckin’ lucky man,” he murmured. kiryu gave him a shy smile over his bicep. majima straddled his hips and got to work, kneading and soothing kiryu’s neck and shoulders.
the dragon flexed and glowed under majima’s hands, majima almost mesmerized by it. the way the bare light made kiryu’s skin radiate. without even thinking, he leaned forward and brushed his lips down the back of kiryu’s neck. kiryu hummed softly, eyes peeking open. majima gave him a lopsided grin.
“you’re just so…” he leaned in again, grazing his teeth on kiryu’s shoulder before planting kisses down between his shoulderblades. irresistible.
“‘m not complaining,” kiryu said, closing his eyes again. that was all the permission majima needed. he moved his hands down to kiryu’s lower back, just above the swell of his ass before pushing in with his fingertips, lips following where his fingers lingered. kiryu groaned in relief, burying his face in the crook of his arm. truthfully he was a mess of knots, never getting pampered enough. at this rate majima would have to lure him to a spa fight to get the attention he deserved.
majima followed the curved flick of the dragon’s tail and gave kiryu’s ass an appreciative squeeze, kiryu’s cheeks splitting just so to see the pucker between. majima licked his lips.
“‘s probably too soon t’ask if i could eat you out, huh,” he muttered, watching the oil slick into kiryu’s crack and make everything pretty. kiryu lifted himself up on his forearms, squirming at the sensation.
“if you could what?” majima smiled innocently.
“eat yer ass. like i said, i don’t have to, but sometime if you’d give me the chance i think you’ll like it,” he said confidently. kiryu buried his face in the pillow beneath him.
“maybe not this time? just… one step before another?”
“okay babe, you call the shots,” majima said, rubbing circles into kiryu’s skin with his thumbs. he gave kiryu’s right cheek an affectionate smooch.
“so, think you’re ready for me to get started plunderin’ this booty?” kiryu laughed, he couldn’t help himself. the tension had ebbed out of his muscles, leaving behind warmth and comfort.
“yeah, let’s do this,” he said as majima grabbed the lube. he wriggled again when majima drizzled some across his skin.
“it feels weird now but it’s a good time later, i swear,” majima said. “all right, spread your legs for me?”
kiryu took in a quick breath through his nose as he felt something pressing against him. the lube was quickly warming up to his body temperature, so at least it wasn’t cold, but that didn’t keep it from feeling strange. he relaxed again as majima rubbed the base of his spine.
“thassit, you’re doin’ great, just stay with me,” majima said. the tone of his voice made kiryu feel a little floaty, soothing him even more. as he relaxed the strange push mellowed into a gentle stretch, something stepping closer and closer to pleasant, an electric buzz.
suddenly majima brushed against something inside him, something that hit him like a lightning bolt, sparking in his lower back and running all the way to his toes. he arched his back, pushing back against majima’s hand with a gasp.
“there it is,” majima purred, stroking the spot a few more times, “that’s what i was lookin’ for. ready for more?” kiryu nodded, his heartbeat rising, hands fisted into the sheets.
“i wanna hear you, baby, you gotta tell me what you need,” majima said, his voice a soft tease. kiryu grunted and lifted his hips, shifting his pride to one side.
“i want… more…” majima’s hand slid from kiryu’s lower back to his shoulder as he slipped another finger inside, gently working kiryu open. kiryu’s breath hitched in his throat as his eyes fluttered closed, majima’s thumb on the nape of his neck.
“feels good, really good,” kiryu murmured, panting quietly. majima laughed, every breath an i-told-you-so. kiryu didn’t even roll his eyes or scowl, just fucked himself back onto majima’s fingers like nothing else mattered. majima leaned down and lightly nipped kiryu’s earlobe, his voice barely a whisper.
“you’re a natural at this, i shoulda talked you into this sooner. so fuckin’ sexy, i can’t wait to see you on my cock.” kiryu managed to wedge one eye open.
“‘f you’re that into the idea, i think i’ll be ready for that soon,” kiryu huffed. if he wasn’t so dedicated with his task, majima would bounce with excitement.
“ fuck yes. roll over? i wanna see that handsome face of yours.” kiryu obliged, moving onto his back, sighing when the cool air hit him. after coating the purple prick with more lube, majima moved between his legs.
“real quick, just one-” he leaned forward and wrapped his lips around the head of kiryu’s cock, making kiryu grunt and twitch his hips into the wet velvet warmth. with one swirl of majima’s tongue, lapping up the leaking pre, he popped off again, satisfied enough.
“sorry, just had to give ya a taste,” he grinned.
“you’re not sorry at all,” kiryu muttered. majima crawled above him on his hands, still smiling.
“are you?” kiryu lifted his hands to run up majima’s sides and shook his head. their lips met again and again as majima lifted kiryu’s thighs to wrap his legs around majima’s waist. he reached between their legs and brushed the head of his cock against kiryu’s hole in a slow gentle swipe.
kiryu moaned into majima’s mouth as majima slid inside him, the stretch slow and invigorating. the lube made everything silky-smooth without cutting off any sensation as majima’s cock caressed his walls. fuck everything he’d ever imagined, this was a thousand times better. he could barely believe he was nervous about this, had denied it for so long. he let his hips rock up into majima’s thrusts, slow and shallow at first, then gradually deeper and deeper.
there was little beyond pure lust in majima’s eye as he leaned back, gripping kiryu’s hips for purchase. his breath came on in soft little pants, watching kiryu’s lower lip catch between his teeth as kiryu’s back arched all wanton want.
“god, kaz, what you do to me,” majima murmured. kiryu whined - actually whined - when majima stilled long enough to deposit a dollop of lube in his palm, the sound quickly turning into a purr when majima wrapped his fingers around kiryu’s waiting cock.
he started thrusting harder, snapping his hips a little faster, stroking kiryu in time. kiryu’s eyes slid shut as he lifted his hips to meet majima’s movements, rolling to stretch every angle, seeking for that delicious spot.
kiryu’s mind went to static when he found it.
over and over again majima fucked into him, tireless, sweat shimmering on his skin and an oh-too-satisfied smile flickering on his face. he leaned down and nipped at kiryu’s jaw, murmured sweet dirty nothings into kiryu’s ear. c’mon baby, cum for me. lemme see you let loose.
kiryu couldn’t hold back anymore as he let reason drift away, blissfully moaning and tightening his legs around majima’s hips. heat radiated from him like pure sunlight, glowing from within and shaking ever so slightly. majima kept rutting into him until the waves ebbed, kiryu’s heart beating nearly out of his chest.
kiryu stretched his legs after majima pulled out, a pleasant tingling in his thighs and calves. he basked in afterglow as majima disappeared into the en suite, emerging with a damp washcloth, the harness left behind.
majima hopped back onto the bed, swiped up the streaks of cum on kiryu’s chest and stomach first with his tongue then the washcloth, making kiryu shiver.
“so, whaddya think,” majima asked, smug and grinning from ear to ear.
“i can’t think,” kiryu mumbled. he reached out to majima who snuggled into his side.
“you’re a natural, i mean it. that was one of the hottest things i’ve ever fuckin’ seen, i’m gonna jerk off to those moans of yours for the next hundred years,” majima said, making kiryu chuckle.
“it was… yeah. i liked it. you win,” kiryu said as he nuzzled into majima’s neck. majima ruffled his fingers through kiryu’s hair.
“hey, it’s a win for both of us in my book.” he kissed the crown of kiryu’s head. after some dedicated snuggle time majima tugged on kiryu’s arm - the sheets were fine to wreck, but they were sweaty and the lube was starting to dry down on their skin.
majima started running a bath, pouring some salts in under the faucet. they showered quickly before moving to the tub, relaxing in the water at its hottest. they lit their cigarettes and turned the vent fan on, stretched out, limbs weaving and clashing together. bliss.
“hey, did you…” kiryu lifted his head, his gaze drifting under the water. he slid his calf between majima’s legs.
“did i what? cum? don’t worry about it, tonight’s all about you. i don’t really give a shit if i do right now.” majima smirked slightly, flicking off some ash into the tray.
“although if you’re that broken up about it, i ain’t gonna keep ya from evening the score,” he said. he slid forward across the basin floor and nestled into kiryu’s side.
“are you sure it’s not a big deal? i don’t want to leave you unsatisfied,” kiryu said, barely holding back a pout. majima snickered and exhaled smoke through his nose.
“i wouldn’t say i’m unsatisfied, babe,” he said, leaning back into kiryu’s arm around his shoulders, “i got plenty out of what we just did. i mean it when i say that’s goin’ in the spank bank for the rest of time.” he turned, letting their noses brush together.
“i had my fun, now i wanna get romancey and gross and cuddly with my man. any complaints?”
“not a one,” kiryu said softly before tilting his head for a kiss.
after their bath they dried off and headed to bed, sated and content. they spread out under the covers, seeking and finding each other, nested happily. kiryu’s face was buried in majima’s neck, majima’s arms around him and his chin on top of kiryu’s head.
“next time i think i wanna try something bigger,” kiryu murmured as he dozed off. majima smiled with wicked, if sleepy, delight.