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Tsukasa sighed.
“I thought we agreed you could feel my arm for only a little while.”
Rui’s eyes were wide, almost reverent, as he looked at Tsukasa. Plastered on his face was that idiotic grin he always had when he came up with some insane idea.
“Oh, Tsukasa-kun, it hasn’t been that long yet, has it?” He cooed, his smile morphing into a pout that definitely did not work in his favor, despite his hope it somehow would.
Tsukasa didn’t pull away, although he glared at the other. “I don’t know why you insist on doing this in the first place.”
He expected Rui to make up some dumb excuse, but instead the other just paused for a second before declaring the contrary.
“I really like Tsukasa-kun’s muscles…” That sly smile crept onto his face again. Tsukasa did not like the way Rui had said that. Like he wanted to take him apart and examine him from the inside. He really just assumed Rui meant that he was interested with his inner workings, like some sort of machine. He didn’t think anything else of it, Rui was just being weird as usual!
Tsukasa still frowned, tugging at his arm a little to see if Rui would let go. He wasn’t even flexing, but the other boy had been poking and squeezing at his muscle anyway. Now Rui was gentle, tracing his fingertips up and down Tsukasa’s arm in a way that made him almost shiver.
Unlike Tsukasa, Rui’s head was filled with thoughts that he was sure would never even cross the other’s mind. He wanted to see him shirtless, for one, and maybe even do things to his body shirtless. To cling to Tsukasa, to rub against his bare skin seemed like heaven. He had to stop himself from thinking about that anymore, his heart was beating so fast at this he wondered if Tsukasa could tell. Rui looked at him, how his face was a little pink and his eyes were directed down towards the floor, looking irritated.
Rui knew he was being ridiculous. That his fantasies would never actually happen…
But a greedy, filthy part of him wanted to see how far he could push his friend.
“Hey…” Rui hesitated, still smiling like he knew what he was doing although his brain was wrecked by this point. “Can I see your chest… pretty please?”
Tsukasa’s eyes widened, looking mortified. “What on earth would you need to do that for!”
It was already silly enough that Rui was touching his muscles for some odd reason… But now he wanted to do that?! He could feel himself heating up, flustered.
Rui shrugged innocently. “I’ve seen you shirtless before,” though not for long enough, he thinks. Only fleeting glances in the changing rooms they shared during some performances… fleeting glances that he thought about… sometimes. Only sometimes. Definitely not every night when he’s in bed. “Why not?”
“B-Because, well- I don’t know… it’s just… weird!” Tsukasa sputtered. “I haven’t a clue what your real intentions are! You could be trying to… secretly measure me to craft some ridiculous, dangerous mechanism for me to wear! Ha! Yes, that must be right. No more of this.” He looked so proud of himself for coming to that conclusion.
Rui giggled at how cute the other’s face was, all pleased and overconfident but still flushed. He wanted to see him get even more red, though. “I’m afraid that’s not the case.”
Tsukasa’s eyebrow quirked up at this. “Hm?”
Is he serious?! Something even worse than whatever he was imagining? But when Rui spoke again, he felt like he might start sputtering.
“I simply want to see your body because you’re very attractive.” Rui stated matter-of-factly like it was the most normal thing in the world you could say to your close friend.
Tsukasa couldn’t breathe for a moment, until he realized… This was definitely just a ploy to get him to agree. “Well, thanks,” he sneered sarcastically, “but I’m not so starved for compliments that I would actually believe that. My theory still stands.”
Rui was stunned. Was Tsukasa really convinced he was messing with him? He wasn’t exactly expressing his feelings seriously, but the statement was honest… and he had complimented the other’s body and appearance before, to little avail of Tsukasa realizing his efforts.
But… if he was already being truthful, why not just… confess his attraction for real? He didn’t think it would affect their relationship that much, after all… He used to be so afraid of losing Tsukasa, but after years he came to recognize that a lot of things Rui said, that he thought would drastically change their relationship, completely flew over Tsukasa’s head. Not the compliments and simple flirting, no, the times he had seriously tried to tell the other he thought of them as more than friends. It was frustrating, sure, but admittedly just… easier. He had grown less and less scared of Tsukasa leaving him all because of these moments, and he was grateful for that.
Rui tried to look more serious as he said this, dropping the pitch he had just a moment ago.
“I’m being honest, I…” He didn’t know exactly what to say next. Even though he wasn’t totally petrified, it was still hard to know how to express his desire in such a way. He just tried to be as straightforward as possible, ultimately. “I do think of you as attractive, and I wish to… see more of you.”
Tsukasa’s slight smirk dropped. He had to take a moment to process what the hell Rui had just said to him. Rui… he… meant it? He was so unsure. More unsure of what to think and feel, and less if it was really true. Did he just admire his body, or… Actually, he did not want to consider if Rui liked him romantically. It seemed completely out of the question!
Tsukasa came to the conclusion that Rui just wanted to see his body, that he had said that out of the fact that he had no malicious intent behind it. No secret measurements, no… whatever. The issue now, though, was that no one had ever asked him something like this before. Said anything like what Rui had said. And it wasn’t coming from a girl, which was even stranger. He had never been interested in one before, but he assumed that a girl would someday call him attractive and want to see his body. That’s how it happened on TV.
This didn’t make him feel like Rui wasn’t being serious about what he had said, though, and he figured it was perfectly fine to let a male friend admire your body without it being totally weird. How could it be?
“Um, sure.”
“W-What?” Rui was the one to blush now.
And he almost let out a gasp when Tsukasa began to remove his shirt.
What had just happened, even?!
“I suppose there’s nothing wrong with that…” Tsukasa replied, placing the shirt aside and shrugging.
Rui was much too distracted to hear this.
Right in front of him was his star’s gorgeous body on display. Right in front of him! So, so close. How in the hell did he not ask sooner? It wasn’t like the other was crazily buff or anything, but Rui’s mind still reeled at those taut abs. His throat felt dry, his face was all hot, and that awful pounding of his heartbeat in his ears… this was not ideal.
“Jeez, don’t get weird.” Tsukasa remarked, noticing Rui looked like he was going to start drooling over him. He knew that expression was downright hungry, but he didn’t want to think too hard about what that implied, so he tried not to acknowledge it further, even if Rui was making it hard. The other’s eyes were wide and excited in a way Tsukasa had only scarcely experienced before.
It took a while for Rui to say anything in response.
“Huh? Oh, yeah.” He tried to collect himself, giggling awkwardly, although his voice cracked as he did so like dry clay.
Oh my god, he was being so stupid. So obvious. He was literally ogling him. No wonder Tsukasa was weirded out. His rationale was telling him to just put an end to this and leave him alone, but his arousal said something completely different. His lust — his cock, for god’s sake — screamed. Screamed that he wanted more, no, absolutely needed more because this would never happen again. And before doubt could come in, his mind had already relented, if it were against his willpower or otherwise. He was so greedy. Desperate. Fuck.
Rui’s head felt so crowded, and he just blurted out the first thing he could think of.
“Touch.”
“What?”
“I- Can I touch you?”
Rui chuckled again, trying to ease the tension, before immediately regretting it. He sounded like a pervert. Worse, he was one!
Tsukasa was sure this was okay too. Even though something deep inside him felt hot, felt wrong. He tried to relax, puffing out his chest a little, leaning towards a more confident veneer in his uncomfortable state.
“Well… Go ahead.” He tried to look proud, even if he was currently incredibly sweaty for whatever reason.
Rui was hesitant, slowly reaching out to caress Tsukasa’s side a little. He felt the way the other twitched slightly under his touch, and it made him want to be even bolder. He placed a hand on Tsukasa’s waist and the other on his abdomen, beginning to feel up the muscle.
“You’re so strong…” The words came out naturally now, although murmured. He splayed his hand out on Tsukasa’s bare skin, feeling his warmth.
Tsukasa let out a little huff, hoping Rui couldn’t feel his heart beating out of his chest. This was… more awkward than he had expected, though not by a lot. Rui was odd and always gave him compliments at what Tsukasa thought were the worst times, but he had never looked at him like this before. Or touched him in this way.
He was suddenly reminded of a performance that they’d done before. Rui had held his hips for a moment, and there seemed to be similarities between now and then, like how he felt all tingly. Though this time that same burning sensation was much worse. He pushed against the touch, likely trying to signal that he wanted Rui to hurry up already.
Rui noticed, letting out a little breath. His head was so clouded, he thought Tsukasa was maybe even leaning into his touch. He let his fingers trail across the muscle, down to Tsukasa’s hips. He paused here for a little too long, just staring down… until he moved his hand away, now placing it on the other’s shoulder. Rui bit his lip, looking back at Tsukasa’s abs. He had horrible thoughts about those abs. He averted his gaze, now searching the other’s face as if Tsukasa somehow knew and would react.
The feeling of their eyes meeting was awful, searing, though neither looked away. They were both sweating, and Tsukasa was the only one to notice. Why was Rui sweating? Surely this was not embarrassing for him, nothing seemed to embarrass him. He almost wanted to ask, absentmindedly reaching out for Rui’s hand.
Rui’s breath hitched, and for a split-second, the gesture felt like an invitation. Ravage me with your eyes, your gentle touch, Rui… God. He wished Tsukasa would punch him in the stomach for being so vile. Though that thought turned him on a little more. A lot more. He squeezed the other’s shoulder firmly, almost a provocation.
Tsukasa didn’t say anything. He kept on staring at Rui’s face, that strange expression. That paired with the squeeze of his shoulder just made him… so confused…
Rui’s hand wandered down to Tsukasa’s arm, although this time it didn’t feel like he was examining him, his thumb pressing against the flesh. He suddenly had a very bad idea, one Tsukasa would absolutely hate. But a growing part of him was urging him to try, even though the other part said that it would ruin this for him. He was becoming increasingly careless, he thought, his tongue darting out briefly to wet his lips.
Rui spent a long few seconds staring at what was before him, and he knew he was unworthy of what he was about to do; but a part of that made it more exciting, the possibility of punishment for his actions spurring him on further.
He was hesitant leaning in, staring down at Tsukasa’s collarbone as to not bear witness to the way the other was tensing in fear. Rui felt stupid. He was going stupid, not even caring to consider how Tsukasa would feel, but his lust had already taken over this moment.
Rui’s tongue finally came down on the base of Tsukasa’s neck, his lips pressing against the skin in an open-mouthed and wet but decidedly gentle kiss. The taste was incredible, better than he had imagined.
Tsukasa’s skin was so warm and soft underneath Rui, just the sensation made him let out a little “mmph” sound against his neck. He tried to savor the taste without moving his tongue, and he felt as if he was going to memorize it forever. It was so deliciously salty from the sweat, and the way that the other’s natural musk mixed with an almost sweet, artificial almondy taste made his head spin.
As Rui had predicted, the contact was as short-lived as possible, and Tsukasa had shoved him back.
“What the hell was that?!” Tsukasa shouted, his hand flying up to feel the wet spot on his neck. Strangely, he didn’t sound angry. Just bewildered.
Rui was already incredibly ashamed of himself, his eyes wide and his body frozen as he stared at how pink Tsukasa’s face had gotten.
Tsukasa’s mouth moved, trying to come up with something to say, before he let out a frustrated sigh.
“Rui… Why did you do that?” He tried to will his voice to be calm and not stern, although his words shook a bit. Rui looked scared, like it wasn’t even his idea.
Rui’s body relaxed only slightly, taking in the other’s words. He didn’t have an answer. He just let out a weak “I’m sorry”, to which Tsukasa shook his head in exasperation.
“Y-you’re… you’re so weird.”
Rui couldn’t stand the way the other was looking at him, and it was all his fault. Tsukasa’s expression wasn’t even judgmental, which was the most painful part. He should be utterly disgusted. Rui had betrayed his trust and did something he obviously hadn’t wanted him to do.
Tsukasa averted his gaze. That… that thing had sent an electric shock up his spine and fried his brain. His nerves were on fire, and he could recognize they were throbbing with obvious pleasure. He felt as if Rui could tell. Oh god, Rui could totally tell, couldn’t he? This was so embarrassing. He didn’t consider how Rui felt doing whatever that was, mostly just focused on trying to hide how weird and twitchy he felt. He wasn’t sure why he felt as though he needed to hide, he just did. It was confusing and therefore unknown.
“Tsukasa…?” Rui said in that same shaky tone. He had noticed how the other was breathing so heavily and squirming a little. He wasn’t very good at hiding things, after all. A realization had come over him at this, however. Did Tsukasa enjoy that? Rui desperately hoped he didn’t, he didn’t deserve that.
The salty taste of sweat still lingered in Rui’s mouth, and he was brought back to it as a reminder of how he had violated the other. He didn’t deserve an — albeit confused — arousal from Tsukasa. What’s more, he didn’t even deserve to be yelled at or god forbid it shoved again. That would definitely bring him more gratification.
At his name, Tsukasa opened up towards Rui again. He looked like he didn’t know what to think. He just knew he didn’t want this to end so abruptly. He told himself it was because Rui would think he was upset if he left, but deep down he knew that wasn’t the case. He stared at Rui for a long time before speaking.
“If you’re going to do that… ask me.”
Rui blinked in shock. So he had enjoyed it? And this meant he wanted to… continue? He shivered at the command, the words surely coming out more sternly than intended. Maybe Rui was imagining it. Or just maybe Tsukasa knew all of his thoughts and desires somehow. He almost wished he did, so his every thought was laid bare to the other, ready to be heard. Oh, how odd he was! He shook this from his head and awkwardly the corners of his lips twitched upwards.
“I don’t understand.”
Tsukasa frowned. Rui must be toying with him, acting all shy and nervous after doing something so strange.
“Don’t pretend to be all coy!”
Tsukasa was the one ashamed at this point. Did Rui really believe he was stupid enough that he would just let another man play with his pride, his emotions? He knew it was far from the truth that Rui saw him as a toy that would preform for him at will. He cared about him on the inside, Tsukasa understood this. But he could just be so stupid and downright irritating sometimes! Whether it was playing some joke on him that made him feel humiliated or something else, he always ended up wishing this was the one thing that he could remove from the other’s personality.
But this wasn’t what Rui was doing. This time he couldnt bring himself to make a fool out of Tsukasa even if he wanted to, too paralyzed by the whole situation. The way it was painfully obvious the other was aroused and frustrated at the same time. He almost (almost!) felt bad for making Tsukasa expect such a thing of him.
Not knowing what to do in response, he looked down at Tsukasa’s body again. And then he felt a pang of heat go through him at what a horrible idea that was. He knew the other had noticed immediately, feeling the weight of his gaze.
“Oh, so you only care about my body. That’s what this is?” Tsukasa huffed, although the statement was far from serious. He was simply relenting to this perceived game of Rui’s. Fine, he thought. He’d preform for him if it’d get Rui to break, to stop acting like a total jackass. He didn’t care if this was normal anymore. Rui had never been normal, after all. Always so careless.
Tsukasa glared at Rui’s wide eyes on him. Oh, of course. Now he just had to pretend to be all worried, like he didn’t know Tsukasa didn’t really mean it.
“Look! Stare!” He said in a mocking tone, exasperated, shifting closer to Rui.
Rui’s heart was beating a million times per minute. He had really done it now. Tsukasa hadn’t gotten this annoyed at him in a while. He didn’t know why that fact turned him on, and yet he didn’t care. His body was already being neglected, he only cared about touching the other while he ached for relief.
That aside, he didn’t have time to react to the words before Tsukasa flexed his arm, promptly shoving it in Rui’s face.
Rui wanted to scream. The muscles were bulging out at him and, looking closely, glistening with sweat like he was some sort of silver statue. Tsukasa was so toned there, he thought. Absentmindedly, he brought his fingers up to touch, gently resting them on the other’s skin. He was mad with desire at the sight of Tsukasa presenting himself like this to him. Oh my god, he wanted him to punch him with that thing.
“Oh my god, I want you to punch me with that thing.”
Tsukasa immediately dropped his arm, his mouth going wide. He looked almost offended. He knew Rui said out of pocket things to mess with him, but never something so very odd. He was certain it was only to catch him off guard.
“H-Hey, maybe I will with how annoying you’re being.” He replied shakily, trying to catch his composure. In any other situation, he would assure Rui he could never hurt him. He would never ever bring himself to hit one of his friends, right? Even if Rui was serious? His eyes looked crazy.
“It just slipped out.” Rui said, not bothering to feel sorry properly. He was still drooling over Tsukasa’s arms, and he moved closer although the other tensed at the action. He knew he was losing all manner of self-respect for Tsukasa and he hated it, but what was the point in stopping now? He had already said and done some pretty odd stuff. He caressed Tsukasa’s wrist a little.
“Rui…” Tsukasa’s tone was no longer as it had been when he said this, and he suddenly sat up and pressed his hand against the other’s forehead. He wasn’t sure why the movement felt so natural after Rui was trying to make him uncomfortable.
“You’re burning up.” He stated blankly. He quickly removed his hand from Rui’s head, watching as the other nodded, his voice delayed compared to the movement, sounding dazed.
“Uh huh.”
There was a pause so long that Tsukasa recognized the faint sound of an air conditioner or ventilation or something humming in the background. It served to exasperate him a little more.
“What are we doing?” Tsukasa almost sounded sad, utterly confused.
Rui smiled faintly. He didn’t care about anything anymore. “I’m admiring how strong you are in a way I’ve imagined I might before.”
Tsukasa was stunned again for what seemed like the hundredth time that night. “Imagined you might before.” He echoed.
“Are you… are you serious?” The question was genuine.
Rui dropped his smile, nodding. “I imagine it often.”
“Oh.”
Tsukasa’s face was red with embarrassment. This was a sexual thing? Well, duh, what else could it be. Imagined it often… Imagined him often. Oh god, his head was spinning. What to even think of this? He was almost disgusted, but he couldn’t be disgusted at such a dear friend. No, he was proud. The revelation struck him like a bolt of lightning, a familiar fire in his chest. It didn’t feel good like he felt when he was being praised for a job well done, though. It was another sick, unfamiliar feeling he didn’t want but craved more of at the same time.
Returning to Rui’s words, he found another way to embarrass himself, too. Did what he said mean that he touched himself to the thought of him? Like… to his body or, what, him as a whole? His face? He couldn’t ask that, it was disturbing. Tsukasa, well…
Tsukasa had never really done that sort of thing. Masturbated. He was sure he didn’t have time, anyway. Having infinite stamina was only a truth of his during the daytime. He got aroused, of course, but he had never thought of finding release. The thought of doing that was making heat stir in his groin though, and the thought of Rui doing something so foreign to him yet so intimate to the thought of him was so much worse.
He really, really should be more experienced with this sort of thing, Tsukasa thought. He was an adult! He was turning nineteen, for god’s sake. Was that even normal? He didn’t feel too worried about that though, he knew his lifestyle as a future star was different from most his age.
Rui was hard at work studying Tsukasa’s expression, but he just looked lost. The thought of the other being inexperienced in such acts hadn’t really crossed his mind but it made sense. Tsukasa could be so naïve sometimes. That made Rui too excited for his own good. He could touch the other in a way that he hadn’t been touched before. He probably already had.
Tsukasa still looked like he had no clue where he even was right now, so Rui decided to place both palms on the other’s chest, causing Tsukasa’s breath to hitch.
“Is that okay?” Rui asked, carefully. “Me thinking of you?”
Tsukasa nodded, his lips forming a tight line. It was okay. He wasn’t sure of how ideal this was for either of them, and he wasn’t sure what was going to happen now, but it could be okay.
Rui just had to squeeze Tsukasa’s pecs a little, already distracted by the muscles again. Oh, he was a pervert at his core, he thought. But that chest was so wide, so tempting. He couldn’t resist. Rui let out a quiet sigh of satisfaction and the sound went straight to Tsukasa’s pants, though once again he really didn’t know why.
Rui decided to try and take things further now. The task was daunting, but what else was he supposed to do? Leave poor Tsukasa-kun all hot and bothered? Even though he knew this was all just self-indulgent, he excused that this could maybe be a learning experience for the both of them.
“I really do want your body. I only asked you to hurt me because I’d like to experience how strong you are. I’m… I’m sorry if that— well, actually, I’m sorry if any of this is making you uncomfortable.” Rui cringed at himself. A part of him was deeply ashamed of himself for these desires still. Exposing himself and even expressing his care for the other right after was just so humiliating.
“It’s fine.” Tsukasa’s breath was still heavy and his voice was unsure, trying to gather himself after Rui had so quickly gone from a mess ogling him to stating his feelings in such a clear way. “You’re… You’re allowed to think about that. Even if that is kind of weird.”
He took a minute, thinking some more about what the other had just said. He wanted his body. He wanted to experience how strong he was. That seemed… scary, but all too exciting. He could do things with Rui he’d never tried before.
Experimentally, Tsukasa leaned forward, grabbing Rui’s wrists and moving his hands off of his chest. Rui immediately felt a pang of anxiety. Tsukasa didn’t want this. He was never going to want this, and now he knew how filthy Rui was.
But then he was suddenly proven wrong, and Tsukasa’s hand was wrapping around his neck. Not all the way of course, just so that his thumb was gently pressed below Rui’s larynx and directly against his windpipe. The sensation made Rui want to moan out in pleasure. He wasn’t even pressing down, and his touch was so precise, yet the very idea that he would was making him get a little harder in anticipation.
Tsukasa’s breathing was more shaky now. The man across from him was back to looking almost drunk in a matter of seconds. He could hardly believe that it was possible his touch held so much power.
“You have to tell me if I’m hurting you.” He felt like he could barely speak, his throat so very dry, but he forced the words out anyway.
Rui nodded, squirming a little. He felt like he was seconds away from begging and whimpering, embarrassed at how already he was becoming such a pathetic mess.
Tsukasa forced out another breath, heat stirring in his gut as he squeezed. A tingling sensation arose in Rui’s throat almost immediately and he began to cough a little, but the almost blissful feeling of having his air restricted overruled the unpleasantness. He was certain he looked like a complete and total maniac getting off on this. That was beginning to matter less and less, an obvious throb of arousal in his groin just barely startling him.
Tsukasa was trying to carefully apply the right amount of pressure. He wasn’t sure what that was, but based on Rui’s expression he was doing just fine. Then, for whatever reason, he decided to look down at the other’s lap. He was immediately scandalized. No one had ever been hard in front of him before, and especially not this much or this close! His hand stalled, sliding away from Rui’s throat absentmindedly.
Rui made a sudden whine of discontent before he realized what was happening, his attention directed to the same spot his friend was not-so-subtly gawking at. His face was almost cute, but Rui’s mind had other things to think about, his cock straining desperately against his pants. His hips twitched upwards, begging for Tsukasa’s attention. He let out a little moan in embarrassment, though the sound definitely just made it worse.
Tsukasa hesitantly placed his hand against Rui’s thigh, unsure of what to do.
“P-press it, just press on it.” Rui demanded, breathless. He lifted himself up a little to give the other better access to touch.
Tsukasa’s gaze flicked up to Rui’s face for a second and then back down, a little overwhelmed by his urgency and just… the certain weight of this situation. But he did as such, sliding his palm against the underside of Rui’s clothed erection and pressing down, harder than the other was expecting.
Rui let out an obscene, loud noise, unlike anything Tsukasa had ever heard. In entirety he was obscene, his expression so debauched. His eyes looked wet, like tears were forming. Was that really just from the pleasure of his touch? Pride swelled in both Tsukasa’s chest and somewhere much more in need of attention. He was determined to get the other off first though, Rui looked like he was desperate for anything.
Tsukasa rubbed him slightly, and his heart skipped a beat as Rui suddenly twitched under his touch. He continued, now more focused on the increasingly frequent twitching of the other’s cock than the way he was also whining incoherently. Suddenly, the twitching slowed and was replaced by a single throb before Rui’s release visibly gushed out of him, staining his pants by a lot. Rui’s head fell back and he was loudly panting now. That was quicker than either had really expected.
Tsukasa rubbed him through his pants once more, harder, effectively milking more spend out of Rui. It was a massive boost to his ego, watching the other’s body react in such an intimate and intense way all for him. He stilled his hand before pressing down a little to tease Rui, knowing he must be sensitive. Rui let out a dirty, strained whimper, his hips squirming like he was trying to get away from the touch. It was captivating, but Tsukasa knew it would be cruel to make the other suffer more. He moved his hand away, the other still resting on Rui’s thigh as if he was comforting him.
After a bit more panting Rui spoke, his voice weaker than Tsukasa had ever heard from him before. “Tsukasa-kun… You didn’t need to do that… don’t be so kind…”
Tsukasa couldn’t help but smile a little, gently caressing the other’s leg. His own need had not gone away, and he suddenly rubbed himself through his pants a little, very briefly, although Rui noticed. He tilted his head back down, smirking. Tsukasa looked away immediately, so adorably embarrassed at being caught touching himself to the other.
“Nooo, no, you don’t get to do this by yourself.” Rui had already perked up again, his demeanor decidedly playful after his orgasm. He wasn’t going to neglect his star’s arousal. He shifted his position completely, leaning against Tsukasa’s chest rather than away from him, pressing the other’s back against the couch.
“Let this be a proper thanks… I know that you’re inexperienced, so I’ll make sure my Tsukasa-kun is taken care of as thoroughly as possible.” The words had slipped out without thought, and Tsukasa found himself incredibly flustered and confused at them. He looked back down at Rui, whose face still looked like an absolute wreck despite his newfound determination to serve his decided master.
Rui effortlessly undid Tsukasa’s pants, tugging them down so his underwear was exposed. He couldn’t help but pause at the sight, slowly caressing Tsukasa’s side as he murmured “So big…”, the words causing Tsukasa’s stomach to jump in a way it had never before. It was true he was a bit larger than average, but the way Rui had said that as if he was in total awe… He was such a sucker for praise, he thought.
Tsukasa huffed a little, alerting Rui he was getting needy for touch. Rui found this adorable, although he was immediately ready to obey, pulling the waistband down a little and slipping his hand underneath, freeing the other’s length. He was probably much less stiff than Rui had been, he thought, feeling it with his palm. His tip was so swollen, but not yet slick with precum. He stroked up and down gently, making sure to give Tsukasa the right pace as he coaxed the sticky fluid out and onto his thumb. He pressed down, spending some time rubbing the head before angling his wrist the other way and stroking in a slight twisting motion of his hand.
Rui didn’t fail to notice how Tsukasa let out a pleasured little whimper at the change in movement, and he recognized the other was definitely restraining himself from moaning.
“It’s alright… You can let it all out, my star.”
Tsukasa was shocked again at the words, whimpering louder this time. He bucked himself against Rui’s hand out of instinct, whining some more.
Rui repositioned his hand again, stroking a little harder this time. He knew Tsukasa might be nearing the edge, so he leaned in, his lips brushing against the other’s ear.
“You know… I’m all yours. Really. I’d let you use me whenever you wanted.” Rui confessed, before nuzzling his face against the crook of Tsukasa’s neck and inhaling his scent.
Tsukasa moaned, his stomach doing another flip. “Rui…”
Rui picked up the pace, helping Tsukasa through his climax. He felt a strange sense of belonging in this position, his lips against the other’s skin, feeling him tremble as that delicious release spilled over his hand. He didn’t want to stop clinging, but he just had to see Tsukasa’s expression. He pulled away, seeing the other look stricken, wide eyed as Rui’s movements slowed to a stop. Rui’s lips quirked up into a soft smile.
“Was that your first?”
“O-Orgasm? Uh… yeah…”
“No, I meant… wait, what? Orgasm? Ever?!”
Tsukasa didn’t say anything in response, clearly humiliated. Rui didn’t necessarily find it amusing however, his voice tender as he brought his free hand up to brush against Tsukasa’s chest.
“Hey… it’s okay. I’m incredibly grateful you let me have such an honor…” He leaned against Tsukasa again, wrapping his arms around his bare torso and pressing his face back into the other’s neck. Tsukasa couldn’t help but reciprocate the embrace, letting his hands rest on Rui’s back.
They sat like that for a while, holding each other, before Tsukasa spoke.
“Could we… maybe… keep doing this?” He breathed out.
“I wouldn’t want it any other way.” Rui grinned against the other’s skin, though he was trying to prevent himself from being too giddy at the promise.
Tsukasa was truly relieved to have such a friend as Rui.