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Tsukasa was whipped for Rui.
Not in the way that he would do whatever Rui wanted, but in the way that once Rui had an idea in his head, Tsukasa wasn’t going to tell him no.
That often made for situations like these. Tsukasa should’ve caught onto his intentions soon enough. Rui wasn’t exactly groping him, but he might as well have been.
His hands would wander, he would squeeze Tsukasa close to him, his breath would ghost over the blond’s neck every time he spoke. Tsukasa was already flustered by the time they had made it to their seats.
And then Akito left, and Toya left a few seconds later, and now Tsukasa was left alone with Rui. But- there were people around them, surely Rui’s not going to let himself go here of all places, right? Tsukasa couldn’t feel safe with that uncertainty.
And he was right not to feel safe. Rui immediately leaned in close once Toya had left, nuzzling his face against the blond’s neck. Tsukasa’s shoulders tensed, and his hand gripped the arm of his seat. “Rui…” He whispered, his eyes darting to the purple-haired man’s wandering hands.
“Hmmm?” Rui hums against Tsukasa’s neck, his hand drifting between the blond’s legs. His fingers ghosted over Tsukasa’s bulge, Rui grinning at the way the troupe leader jolts at the touch. “What seems to be the problem, Tsukasa…?~”
“Rui!” Tsukasa whispers harshly, and far too loudly to really be considered a whisper anymore. It caught the attention of a few people next to them, but Tsukasa just cleared his throat and avoided their gazes, shooting a weak glare in Rui’s direction. “This is hardly appropriate for the situation.” Thankfully he’s lowered his voice back to a whisper now.
“Mm, that’s never stopped you before.” Rui retorts with a Cheshire-like grin, nuzzling his nose into the crook of Tsukasa’s neck and blowing a soft puff of hot air against the blond’s skin. It earns the expected reaction of a shiver, and Tsukasa’s hand that wasn’t gripping the arm of the seat is now grabbing Rui’s wrist as a silent warning. A question of ‘Is this really the path you want to take tonight?’ hangs unspoken in the air.
Rui answers it with a slight nip to Tsukasa’s neck, and the tight grip is the only response he gets this time. There’s a soft huff from the blond before he’s letting go of Rui’s wrist and pushing him away so he can stand up. Rui hardly takes any offense to the glare cast his way as he stands up as well, following Tsukasa hurriedly out of the screening room.
Once they were presented with both bathroom doors, Tsukasa seemed to hesitate, looking back and forth between them in confusion. Rui watched him for approximately five seconds before deciding he was taking too long and grabbing his wrist, dragging him into the women’s bathroom with zero hesitation.
“Rui, wait-!!” Tsukasa tried to pull back, but it obviously wasn’t his best attempt since he was still dragged inside the thankfully empty bathroom.
“Look, no one’s here.” Rui points out, impatiently dragging Tsukasa to the largest stall and locking it behind them. Tsukasa is about to ask if Rui has a specific idea in mind for this before he’s pushed against the wall and Rui is dropping to his knees in front of him, deft fingers already starting to undo the blond’s pants.
It takes Tsukasa’s brain a moment to catch up with the sequence of events before he’s swallowing thickly, a hand resting on top of Rui’s head as he stares down at him and dumbly mumbles, “Ah, I see.”
“Do you?” Rui laughs, a lilting tease, as he pulls Tsukasa’s half-hard cock from his underwear, stroking it a couple times as he maintains eye contact with the blond. He only does this because he loves to watch in real time Tsukasa’s face become forty shades of red at the act.
Tsukasa opens his mouth to speak, but quickly opts for biting his lower lip as Rui lowers his head and takes the tip into his mouth. The blond exhales sharply, his fingers tensing in Rui’s hair but not quite gripping yet.
Rui’s mouth is wet and warm, and he’s done this enough times to know exactly how to make Tsukasa fall apart. He starts with just the tip, swirling his tongue around it, before taking more of the shaft into his mouth. There’s soft noises from the man below, muffled sounds and obscene slurps that only added to the growing flush of Tsukasa’s face.
Tsukasa groans lowly behind his hand, letting his head fall back against the bathroom stall wall as his fingers finally grip Rui’s hair. “Rui…” He’s trying to be quiet, and he’s doing a fairly good job, for someone so boisterous all the time.
“Mmm?” Rui hums teasingly in response, reveling in the shudder that racks Tsukasa’s body at the sudden vibrations. He doesn’t even mind the sudden harsh grip, or the glare cast down at him.
“Don’t start.” Tsukasa’s tone is low and uncharacteristically harsh, but all the threat does is send shivers down Rui’s spine. He wants to push him more, and that’s exactly what he does.
Steeling himself, Rui inhales through his nose and takes the rest of Tsukasa into his mouth, until he can feel the tip of the blond’s cock touching the back of his throat and his nose is nestled against the soft blond bush at the base of his cock. He looks up at Tsukasa through his lashes, and internally, he’s grinning in triumph. Externally he can’t, for obvious reasons.
Tsukasa is staring down at Rui, the hand over his mouth having tightened against his own jaw. His eyes are blown wide with lust, and the hand in Rui’s hair could very much be described as tugging now.
Something about the sight seemed to flip a switch in the blond. Rui wasn’t going to complain; he liked being able to make Tsukasa do this. Tsukasa’s hand falls from his mouth, the one on his head moving so he could grip Rui’s hair with both hands, tight enough that his nails scraped the other’s scalp. Just that was enough to get a small noise from Rui that vibrated the cock down his throat.
Rui knows what’s coming. He relaxes his jaw as much as possible, staring up at Tsukasa in eager anticipation. Tsukasa stares down at Rui, his fingers flexing against the top of his head before gripping firmly once more. Rui can feel the drool starting to leak out down his chin as Tsukasa moves, slowly at first, like he’s testing the waters.
When he’s met with a whine from Rui, though, his resolve seems to snap. The grip in his hair becomes painful, and his hips move of their own accord. His thrusts are rough and sloppy, and he can hear Rui gagging each time he sheathes himself in the other’s throat, but it doesn’t make him slow down or go any gentler.
Rui’s hand is gripping his own thigh while his other grips one of Tsukasa’s thighs tightly, his eyes staring up at the blond. Tears had formed in them, a couple dripping down his cheeks not unlike the drool running down his chin. He was breathing heavily through his nose, trying to make sure he didn’t pass out as he let Tsukasa use him like his own personal fleshlight. Which, to be fair, wasn’t far off.
“C-close,” Tsukasa quietly grunts out, the grip on Rui’s hair getting tighter and his thrusts becoming rougher, more erratic. The pathetic whines and gags from Rui below him only served to heighten his pleasure, if Rui had to guess based on how hard Tsukasa was in his mouth.
Rui had pushed his hand between his own thighs, pathetically starting to rut against it as Tsukasa used him. His eyes widened as the blond suddenly gripped the back of his head and forced him down as far as he could possibly go, and Rui could feel the hot load hit the back of his throat. He was left with no choice but to sit there and focus on his breathing as Tsukasa emptied himself down his throat, not that he would’ve complained if he was able to.
Finally, Tsukasa lets go of Rui’s hair, breathing heavily as he pulls out to let the other breathe. Well, cough and splutter to gasp for air, but same thing, right? “S-sorry-“ Tsukasa frowns, running his fingers through Rui’s hair soothingly as he looks down at him. “Are you alright?”
Rui nods, swallowing thickly and breathing heavily himself. He had tears running down his cheeks, and he had yet to wipe the drool from his chin, so when he looked up at Tsukasa with a flushed face and hair mussed from Tsukasa’s own actions, it took every ounce of restraint for Tsukasa not to take him on the bathroom floor right then and there.
“Don’t be sorry, you know I like that treatment.” Rui had offered hoarsely, a small chuckle following. “That look in your eyes tells me we aren’t done, though, are we?” He hums, pushing himself up from the floor on shaky legs.
“Pants. Off.” Is the response he’s met with. Rui’s eyes widen a bit in surprise, but he’s not against the commanding tone. Like he’s told, he strips off his pants and underwear, and he’s gasping when Tsukasa suddenly pins him to the wall, lips on his heatedly and a tongue demanding entrance.
Rui’s in no way going to deny that, looping his arms around the blond’s shoulders as he opens his mouth. A noise manages to escape, but it’s quickly swallowed by Tsukasa’s hungry kissing, his hands starting to roam before finding their way under Rui’s shirt.
The taller male shudders at the feeling of Tsukasa’s hands under his shirt, but he makes no move to stop him as he feels them creep under his binder, pushing it up and out of the way. Tsukasa pulls back from the kiss but is quick to reattach his lips to Rui’s neck, nipping and biting the pale skin hungrily. He takes pride in the red marks he’s leaving behind, biting down particularly hard and exhaling against Rui’s neck when the other whines louder than intended.
“Hey-“ Rui whimpers, his hands weakly pushing at Tsukasa’s shoulders. “C-come on, there’s no need to tease…” Unfortunately for Rui, Tsukasa was in a mood. His only response is a hum against his throat before the blond is biting down again, his tongue licking over it soothingly. One of Tsukasa’s hands rests under Rui’s binder, fully covering his breast, while the other moves down between his thighs.
Tsukasa’s fingers are met with sticky slick before they even make contact with Rui’s folds. It earns the male under him a muffled growl against his throat, and Tsukasa can feel Rui throb against his fingertips. The blond traces his fingers over Rui’s outer lips, spreading the slick around and earning more shivers from Rui.
“Tsu- kasa-“ He whines pathetically, gripping Tsukasa’s shoulders as he tries to keep his voice down. Keyword: tries. He’s not succeeding, but it’s the thought that counts, right? “Come on, please… I need your mouth so bad…” Rui’s met with another harsh exhale against his throat, and he’s swallowing thickly. Well, he can always resort to nicknames, right?
“Tsukasa…” It takes every ounce of his remaining strength to keep his voice steady enough for the tone to have his desired effect. “Come on now… won’t you be a good star for me, and do what I say? My star wants to pleasure me, doesn’t he?”
Thankfully for Rui, that does it. Tsukasa’s finally pulling back from his neck and dropping to his knees, hoisting Rui’s legs so his thighs sat on the blond’s shoulders and his ankles crossed behind Tsukasa’s back. It would never not shock Rui how easy it is for Tsukasa to manhandle him like that. Seems that training is paying off.
Rui’s hands find purchase in Tsukasa’s blond locks, his thighs already tensing at the warm breath against his sensitivity. Tsukasa casts one more glance upwards before getting to work, licking a long stripe up Rui’s folds and reveling in the suppressed whine and tightening grip in his hair. He traces his tongue between the folds, breath ghosting over his entrance as Rui pathetically clenches desperately.
“Hey, quit- fuck-” Rui whines, one hand tightening its grip in Tsukasa’s hair while the other moves up to his own mouth to cover it. His breathing is shaky, and he has to hold himself back from just squeezing his thighs around Tsukasa’s head (not that the blond would particularly mind). “Quit teasing, please…”
Tsukasa hums in acknowledgment, and Rui just whimpers at the stimulation. The blond moves his mouth up, dragging his tongue teasingly and savoring the taste of Rui’s wetness, before he licks over the other man’s clit, sucking gently and glancing up just in time to see Rui inhale sharply and screw his eyes shut. Behind his hand, he’s probably chewing his lip to the point of bleeding, and his hips jerked at the suction as if he was trying to fuck Tsukasa’s face like the blond had done to him.
Tsukasa makes a soft humming sound to add vibration, his hands having to grab Rui’s thighs and keep them forced open because, as much as he would love to die buried between them, he has a job to do first. Rui jolted at the vibration, whining too loud to be muffled by his hand as he arched his back into the stimulation. “Fuck, God- fuck me, please, Tsukasa-“ He whimpers breathlessly above the blond. Tsukasa savors that sound. He’s the only one who gets to hear that.
And who is he to deny his dearest director what he so truly desires? With another hum of acknowledgment, and another delicious full body shudder from Rui, Tsukasa pulls off of his clit with a soft breath before licking over Rui’s entrance teasingly. He gets a whine of disapproval and Rui squeezes his thighs like a warning, which just makes Tsukasa chuckle internally. It’s cute that Rui thinks he has any control here.
Finally, Tsukasa plunged his tongue past Rui’s hole, and he’s rewarded with an all too loud squeal from the man above him and the grip in his hair tightening to borderline painful. He casts another glance upward, and he can feel himself throb at the sight. Rui’s head is pressed back against the bathroom wall, completely red from the bottom of his neck to the tips of his ears, and he’s trying really hard to keep his eyes open, though he can’t seem to stop them from crossing at the pleasure he’s receiving.
Tsukasa steadily thrusts his tongue in and out of Rui’s hole, relishing in the whimpers, whines, and mewls he’s pulling from the man above him. Rui always sounds the best when he’s taken apart. He’s trying to keep his voice down, he really is, but he can’t help the shuddering breaths, squeaky whines or squealing whimpers that slip past the hand that’s doing such a good job of muffling him at Tsukasa’s ministrations.
“Gah- fuck- nngh- Tsukas- fff- ahn~” Rui’s being turned into a choir of swears and Tsukasa’s name, and he can’t be more thankful for the blond’s strength than he is now because he would not have been able to stay standing during this. Even on Tsukasa’s shoulders, his thighs are trembling with each thrust, each brush against his sensitive inner walls, but he’s not deep enough. “Haah- D-deeper, pleasefuck-“ Rui manages to pathetically beg, looking downwards at Tsukasa with lust glazed eyes.
Tsukasa glances upwards with a slightly raised brow. Deeper? He’s not quite sure his tongue can do that. Well, maybe Rui didn’t mean with his tongue? The blond hums before pulling his tongue out with an unintentional slurping sound, though before Rui could even finish his whine of disappointment, it was turned into a moan of shock as Tsukasa replaces his tongue with two of his fingers. Rui’s eyes widened at the sudden penetration, and he clenches around them tightly, biting down on his own fingers to silence the scream that threatened to tear from his throat.
That didn’t render him completely silent, however. He still managed to let out a strangled, choked off noise, somewhere between a moan, a squeal, and a whine. It only seemed to worsen when Tsukasa connected himself back to Rui’s clit as he thrusts his fingers in and out. Rui grits his teeth, glancing down at the blond through hazy eyes and whimpering at the sight.
Tsukasa had reconnected to his clit, sucking on it while his nose was nuzzled into Rui’s coarse purple bush, and Rui could see the blond’s chest rising and falling as he inhales his boyfriend’s natural musk. The sight made Rui’s stomach twist, but in a good way. His boyfriend was so fucking weird.
He doesn’t get to dwell on it for long before Tsukasa is curling his fingers just right, and now he’s found the spot that makes Rui lose it. His hips jerk in the same rhythm as Tsukasa’s fingers, and his nails are digging into the blond’s scalp painfully now. Tsukasa doesn’t care. He’ll endure whatever pain as long as it’s for Rui.
With a cry of Tsukasa’s name, Rui’s hole is spasming around the blond’s fingers as he completely drenches them in cum. Tsukasa pulls his fingers out and disconnects from his clit, moving down a bit to lick up the mess he’s caused, which only serves to pull overstimulated whimpers and whines from the mess of a man above him. Once he deemed it complete, he pulled back, grinning in triumph at the way Rui’s thighs shake around his head.
Rui’s chest is heaving as his head lolls back against the bathroom wall, trying to catch his breath from the orgasm that had hit him like a semi truck. Finally, he looks down at Tsukasa, just in time to see the blond licking his fingers clean in possibly the most innocent manner one could do that. It just made Rui groan at the way his own spent clit throbbed.
“Still have one more in you?” Tsukasa remarks somewhat teasingly, rising from his spot between Rui’s thighs once the other’s jelly-like legs had slipped from his shoulders. Sweetly, he drapes his arms over Rui’s shoulders, grinning down as the taller man tries to catch his breath. He seemed to take Tsukasa’s remark as a challenge, though, because his expression became more determined and he donned a slight smirk.
“Always.”
“Have the strength to ride me?” Tsukasa hums, leaning in and nuzzling his cheek against Rui’s. He always was the more sentimental of the pair. Not to say that Rui didn’t have his fair share of clingy moments.
“Mm… yeah, I can do that.” Rui has to fight the urge to melt into Tsukasa’s affection.
There’s a small nod before they’re repositioning themselves with Tsukasa sat with his back against the wall and his pants undone enough for his half-hard cock to be out. Rui’s thighs are straddling Tsukasa’s hips, and he’s staring down at the blond’s cock with a lick of his lips.
“Like what you see?” Tsukasa teases with a small laugh, rubbing his thumbs soothingly into Rui’s hips. Tsukasa would be lying if he said that he wasn’t hungrily eyeing Rui’s pussy hovering above his cock, though.
“I could ask you the same thing.” Rui retorts teasingly, his hands resting on the blond’s shoulders. He hesitates, inhaling softly before glancing downwards again. Tsukasa has one hand holding his cock steady for Rui, while the other is gripping his hip.
Swallowing thickly, Rui lowers himself down, inhaling sharply as his hands tighten their grip on Tsukasa’s shoulders. He whimpers as he lowers himself more, stopping about halfway to pant softly and resist the urge to drop down entirely.
Tsukasa’s not much better off, his grip on Rui’s hips having tightened enough that red was blossoming under his fingertips. Those marks wouldn’t leave so soon. “You feel so good around me, Rui…”
The words go straight down, making Rui whine as he chews his lower lip and rolls his hips. The friction makes Tsukasa tighten his grip more, a low growl leaving his throat. “Don’t tease… you know what happens when you do…” The words were low, an uncharacteristically warning tone to Tsukasa’s voice that sent shivers down Rui’s spine.
Usually, he would push and push until Tsukasa fucked him into a puddle against the bathroom floor. But he’s not that patient today. With a small nod, Rui swallows and lowers himself more, his walls clenching when he reaches the base of Tsukasa’s cock. His breathing is shaky and heavy, and he’s trying to adjust to the feeling of being so full.
A low chuckle makes Rui look at Tsukasa, right as the blond moves the hand from his hip to brush over his stomach. “Look at that…” Confused, Rui follows his gaze, his eyes widening at the slight bulge of his own stomach.
“F-fuck…” Rui’s voice was small, squeaky even. But he had never been wetter in his life. He swallows once more, steeling himself and tightening his grip on Tsukasa’s shoulders before lifting his hips and lowering them slowly, whining at the friction.
Tsukasa’s groan mixed with Rui’s voice, though the other was definitely being more vocal than him. It was one of the things Tsukasa loved— turning Rui into nothing but a fountain of moans, whines, whimpers and mewls. “Faster.” Tsukasa commands, using one hand to push up Rui’s shirt and binder until they rested above his chest before lowering his head down and taking one of the pink buds into his mouth.
“Haah-” Rui’s nails dig into Tsukasa’s shoulder at the new friction. Cheater. Tsukasa knows his chest is sensitive. He whimpers, but tries to obey Tsukasa’s command, starting to bounce his hips faster up and down. It only serves to pull more noises from him, louder ones that he can’t quite quiet down.
Tsukasa groans louder at the wet slide of Rui’s pussy over his cock. “God, Rui, you feel so good… it’s like you were made for this, weren’t you? My cock fits you perfectly.” Rui can only muster pathetic whimpers in response, but his walls clench around Tsukasa at the words.
Rui’s hips start to move faster, and his noises only increase when Tsukasa reconnects his lips to his nipple, grazing his teeth over it before sucking harshly and pulling a high keen from the man above him. “Ahn~ K-Kasa, fuck- n-no, too much-“ He whimpers, panting heavily over Tsukasa.
Tsukasa hums in response, looking upwards at Rui’s expression. It’s nothing but pleasure, his eyes screwed tight and mouth hanging open in an onslaught of beautiful noises he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. “You can take it.” Is all Rui gets before he thrusts his hips upwards, latching onto the nipple again and sucking.
Rui cries out loudly, his nails digging painfully into Tsukasa’s shoulders as he moves his hips down to meet Tsukasa’s thrusts. “Fuck- God, fuckfuckfuck, please, so close-“
“Me too, just a little more-“ Tsukasa huffs hotly against Rui’s chest, the hand on his hip now leaving bruises under his fingertips. Rui would stare at those for however long they lasted.
With one final upwards thrust, Rui is crying out Tsukasa’s name as he squirts over the blond’s cock, being reduced to nothing but a trembling, whimpering mess when Tsukasa joins in and fills him to the brim and then some.
Rui’s forehead rests against Tsukasa’s shoulder as he pants heavily, trying to catch his breath and ignore the way his clit throbs every time Tsukasa’s load shifts inside him. “Mngh, fuck… you couldn’t have pulled out? We have to rejoin them, you know…”
Tsukasa manages a breathless laugh as both hands rub soothing circles into Rui’s hips. “I’m sorry, angel… I couldn’t help it. Besides…” He hums, nuzzling Rui’s cheek and playfully nipping his neck. “I’m sure you don’t mind carrying that in you for the next hour or so.”
A shudder wracks Rui’s body, but he can’t deny Tsukasa’s words. He really, really doesn’t mind at all.
“You’re helping me clean it when we get home.”
“Yes, sir.”