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Tsukasa stretched his arms up, feeling the relief of his back popping as he walked into the dressing room, Rui trailing close behind him. “Thanks for today’s extra practice Rui, I feel much more confident embodying the character now.”
“Indeed, you did well today, my star~” Tsukasa could slightly feel Rui’s warm breath on the back of his neck as he spoke, “Our next show is sure to delight the audience like never before.”
Tsukasa walked to his bag and pulled out his water bottle, dismayed to find it only contained a dribble. He could go outside and fill it at the tap on the side of the building but it was sure to be warm and taste bad and it came with the likely addition of Rui teasingly calling him a dog. Tsukasa could imagine it just now the exact tone in which he would declare, “Drinking from the garden hose? Tsukasa-kun is just like a dog!” It couldn't be helped, he'd have to wait till he got back home or at least until he passed a convenient store on the way or something.
“I sure hope so,” he replied, nevertheless, wiping the sweat dribbling from his neck with the sleeve of his costume. It was already damp around his armpits and down his back, he would have to get it washed before the show anyway, so it was probably fine. Alas, he didn’t feel any cooler.
“I was thinking how could I reward my star and I have the perfect idea,” the smirk was audible in his voice. Tsukasa knew that tone and it was a sign that only pointed to mischief. Rui had surely just cooked up one of his famously bad ideas and Tsukasa was sure to be the victim.
“It’s my duty as World Future Star to be a competent actor. I hardly deserve a reward just for practice,” Tsukasa insisted.
“Think of it as a birthday present <3”
“That- My birthday was 3 months ago!”
“An early Christmas present then~”
“Christmas isn't for another 4 months!”
“Then… Christmas in July?”
“Rui, it's August-”
He let out a deep sigh. Ignoring him, Tsukasa reasoned, was the only solution, “It’s so hot in here, let’s change quickly.”
Ignoring Tsukasa in turn, Rui continued, “I was thinking the only way I can show true appreciation for Tsukasa-kun right now is to do it with my body.” He had walked closer to Tsukasa, while he was examining the contents of his bag, snaked his arms around the other boy and felt him shiver at the touch, his already flushed face deepening into a brilliant crimson.
“Rui, it's honestly too hot today… I don't think I could handle it if you started something now.” He gulped, eyes unmoving from his bag.
Rui pressed a light kiss onto his nape, unable to suppress the way his lips curled into a smile. “That just makes me want to appreciate Tsukasa-kun even more. Your mouth may say one thing, my star, but your body says another.” Taking full advantage of his upper hand Rui licked a stripe up his neck, catching a stray bead of Tsukasa's sweat, the salt blooming on his tongue.
At that, Tsukasa twisted away from Rui’s hold, pushing his arms out in front of him to create some much needed distance but Rui only leant in further, Tsukasa’s hands pressing to his chest. “Rui,” he said, mustering as much sternness into his voice as he could, “We’re in the dressing room.”
“Hmm yes I can see that, Tsukasa-kun is very observant.”
“What? No, I mean, the others use this room too, we shouldn’t do anything inappropriate where we could be found.”
“Ah,” Rui made a noise indicating he understood, “My star is so considerate of others, but Nene and Emu-kun aren’t here today. I get to have Tsukasa-kun all to myself.” He caressed Tsukasa’s hand that was resting on his collar, bringing it to his lips and placing a small kiss. Tsukasa’s not-so-iron resolve was beginning to crumble and they both knew it. Rui stepped closer again causing the other’s legs to bump into the table behind them as he reached to remove Tsukasa’s costume jacket. Tsukasa didn't fight it, grateful for the, all be it humid, air on his sweat soaked undershirt.
Rui sifted his finger through the hair on the back of Tsukasa’s head, the moisture had made the strands stick together in tendrils and he gently tugged them apart as he drew Tsukasa in for a kiss. Rui’s lips were soft and Tsukasa became pliant against them. He had always become weak when the director kissed him, he couldn’t help it. It was criminally good the way his director's lips slotted against his, like they were always meant to be there, the way he bit softly at Tsukasa’s bottom lip and licked into his mouth feverishly.
Rui’s hand felt red hot as they crawled up beneath Tsukasa’s shirt and he slid back further, his body weight fully sandwiched between Rui and the table now. Rui’s fingers circled around his nipple making him gasp and Rui took the opportunity so kindly presented him to slot his tongue into the star's mouth, eliciting a muffled moan. It was sloppy and hurried, like he was a popsicle that Rui just couldn’t consume him fast enough before it melted away. Tsukasa felt washed out and soaked wet, like someone had poured a bucket of warm water over his head and for a moment he pretended the trails of trickling liquid he felt running down his neck and torso was water and not his own body dripping away in the day's humid heat. Tsukasa shuddered as Rui continued the simultaneous assault on his mouth and nipple, pinching it between his fingers that were felt ablaze.
No, it was no longer the heat alone that was making him melt.
Fuck. Where was his fortitude? It surely couldn’t have ran away from him with just one kiss…
Tsukasa pushed back on Rui’s chest and he pulled away from him, beginning to remove his own costume jacket and discarding it on the floor alongside Tsukasa’s own.
“Rui,” He sucked down a long breath, chasing his composure, “Stop undressing for just one minute.”
Rui’s shirt was drenched in heavy perspiration as well and the outline of his chest’s subtle curves were highlighted by the dark fabric clinging to him. He wined, reaching to undo his neck tie and letting it fall to the floor of the dressing room, “But you said it yourself, it’s so hot Tsukasa-kun, you wouldn’t want me to boil under all these layers would you?”
Tsukasa pinched his brow, “Exactly, it’s very hot in here which is why I don’t want you draped all over me.”
“And if I promised to keep the touching to a minimum?”
“Hah! As if you would have the resolve.” Tsukasa bit back, knowing with those words he had invited the challenge and inadvertently agreed to the latest of Rui’s antics all at once. He was going to have to see this through. It would be a lie to say he hadn’t become turned on. He could already feel his dick tightening his pants. Tsukasa wiped the trail of saliva that had escaped his mouth with the back of his hand. The star was not one to back down.
A characteristic grin spread across Rui’s face. “I’ll prove to my star just how much resolve I can muster for him~” Rui hummed.
And with that, clothes were banished to the floor below with haste. Shoes were strown aside, followed by pants. Shirts were unbuttoned along with Tsukasa’s jabot. The removal of its slight constriction brought further relief to Tsukasa. It was here that Rui slowed.
“Seeing that I’m unable to touch my star, I’m unable to remove these underwear for him, what a shame.” Rui cried his crocodile tears but Tsukasa wouldn't let himself become softened by such blatant bait. Rui would have to try harder.
“That’s fine I can remove them myself.” He declared as he tugged at the waist band of his underwear and finally freeing his dick from its confines. Tsukasa’s position, sitting on the edge of their dressing room table, it was quite precarious but he was at this point determined to make it work. He spread his legs and Rui made a small noise of approval. “I suppose seeing that you’re unable to touch me I’ll have to do all the preparation myself.” He goaded.
At that, Rui’s face fell and his eyes lost a little of their light. “Of course not. How can I claim to be giving Tsukasa-kun a gift and then make him do all the work. That’s unacceptable.”
“It seems to me like you're making up the rules as you go and just doing whatever you want-” Tsukasa pouted, but was cut off by another kiss from Rui. It was sloppy and drawn out and by the end it left Tsukasa breathless. “Do you even have lube?” He questioned between trying to catch his breath.
“No but Tsukasa-kun already has the next best thing!” Rui brought his fingers to Tsukasa’s lips. Tsukasa groaned but let him push inside and fondle his tongue with little resistance. The sensation of his fingers invading his mouth like that made Tsukasa’s head spin and heat pool in his guts. “See,” Rui removed his fingers, a trail of spit still connecting them and his lips, “Tsukasa-kun is so wet already.”
Rui brought his fingers to Tsukasa’s hold and traced circles around the rim.
“-Ngh Rui! Hurry up already. What are you waiting for?”
“Ah, Tsukasa-kun is suddenly so eager~" Rui grinned.
“Yes, yes I am,” he wined, “I want to hurry up and get out of this room. It’s too hot Rui–” Tsukasa rolled his hips down, attempting to no avail to push Rui’s fingers harder against his entrance. “You’re sweating too Rui, don’t you want to speed this up?”
That seemed to be enough to convince Rui and he finally pressed a spit slicked finger into Tsukasa hole. Without proper lube he was forced to be a little slower than normal in spite of Tsukasa’s protests to hurry up. Once he had opened sufficiently, one finger grew to two and two to three. Rui worked him open as he usually would, all except for the fact he wasn’t touching him. The lack of physical contact was part of the deal though. Tsukasa grit his teeth, it couldn’t be helped. Typically, Rui would be massaging the flesh of his thighs beneath his palms, licking teasingly across his nipple or doing any number of other embarrassing things to Tsukasa’s body while he worked him open but not today. No today, Tsukasa was forced to endure without and it was making him all the more needy for Rui’s cock. He needed something more than Rui’s fingers to fill him up or he was going to lose his mind.
“My star seems prepared enough.” Rui decided, removing his fingers. Tsukasa swallowed thickly, already missing the feeling even if it was about to be replaced with something better.
“Oh, Tsukasa-kun is leaking here as well,” Rui hummed and ran his fingers over the head of Tsukasa’s cock sending a shiver down his leg, “How could I neglect my star in this place for so long?”
Rui brought his fingers, the very same that had just been inside of him and were now coated in Tsukasa’s precum to his face and licked a bit of it up. “My star is so tasty.”
Tsukasa looked on in mild horror. “Isn’t that kind of disgusting?”
Rui’s brows formed a V shape, “Tsukasa-kun could never be disgusting.”
With the remaining precum, Rui coated his own dick that had been neglected for quite a while now. He aligned his dick to Tsukasa’s hole and stopped briefly. The heat of Rui’s body nearly seemed concentrated on the head of his cock which pressed eagerly at his entrance while he waited for the go ahead. The two of them made eye contact and Tsukasa gave a slight nod that he was ready. Rui wasted no time in pushing in all the way to the base in one fluid motion. Tsukasa threw his head back crying out uncontrollably as he was breached.
“Ah- Rui!! You- ugh it feels so much tighter than normal. Go slow mph-”
Rui chuckled. “That’s why Tsukasa-kun shouldn’t have been rushing me so much~” Regardless of his laughing, he still gave Tsukasa a few moments to adjust and seeing as he was unable to touch Tsukasa, he used the adjustment period to run his mouth instead. “Tsukasa-kun really does feel much tighter than usual. Perhaps I should reward my star like this after every practice session.” Rui, slowly and carefully so as not to hurt Tsukasa, began to move. “Ah but it’s as Tsukasa-kun said, the girls use this room too. It would be inconsiderate to them if we made a habit of this. I suppose that means I’ll just have to make extra time for my star at our own houses.”
Rui had started moving in earnest now. With each thrust Tsukasa felt like he was being split open but the pleasure that came from every graze against his prostate was so great it muted the discomfort from the insufficient prep.
Tsukasa felt like he was swimming in his own brain. In fact, was he right now? Had he opened his eyes in the pool water too long? The edges of the world were blurring and he could only grab tighter for the table as support. He really longed to grab onto Rui’s arms who was also leaning against the table as an anchor point. Tsukasa felt his eyes begin to well. He wanted nothing more than to hold the man above him for stability and command Rui to do his worst, but it was he who had put in place the no touching rule. He wasn’t about to be hypocritical and break it.
Luckily he need not wait very long before Rui broke it all on his own.
“Ah, Tsukasa-kun was right, I can’t keep my hands off my star for long,” He bemoaned, squeezing tightly to the flesh of Tsukasa’s thigh as he lifted his other splayed leg up onto his shoulder. “It’s because,” he thrust in again, “My star is just too beautiful!”
Rui turned his head and kissed the inside of Tsukasa’s knee now that it was so close to his mouth. The new angle caused Rui to reach ever so slightly deeper inside him and Tsukasa couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped his lips.
“My star.” Rui had, for the nth time, called Tsukasa with that moniker. He was, in this moment, nobody's star but Rui’s. Truth be told he found it hard to accept. Tsukasa was his for now but what about later? Tsukasa had, of late, grown acutely aware of the finite nature of their relationship. Rui who was his fellow troupe member and his classmate. These were limited time connections. Graduation was on their horizons and while it would surely be a joyous event it would mark the end of their time as classmates. Additionally, graduation would bring with it that young man, Asahi, who said he would invite Rui to join Arkland once again. It was a once in a lifetime opportunity and Tsukasa would never stand in the way of that for Rui. He wanted nothing more than for Rui’s talents as a director to be showcased for all the world! Yet, Rui was only one person. He couldn’t direct for both WonderlandxShowtime and Arkland at the same time, thus, on the acceptance of that position at the latter it would likely mean the end of the former. They all knew this. Tsukasa knew this! Yet, if their little troupe, who had become akin to family to him, were to disband then what strings left were there connecting him and Rui? The thought alone made him nauseous… The tears that had been threatening to break over the dam of Tsukasa’s eyelids found their way over the spill, rolling down his cheeks in thin streams. Even right now, they were intimate together but he had no security net of a named and numbered relationship to fall back on. He, who was Rui’s classmate and his troupe mate and his friend but not his boyfriend… He was just Tsukasa-kun– Rui’s star– and he existed in the present moment.
“My star, mine.” Oh those words, Rui whispered them like sweet nothings but Tsukasa still cut his hands grasping onto them like the thorns on the stem of a rose. Oh? Is that why Rui had repeated his sobriquet ad nauseum? Could Rui tell that he craved such little reassurance that greatly? It was a little embarrassing really. If Tsukasa could get any pinker in the cheeks than he was, he would be glowing the same magenta hue as Rui’s coat right about now.
“-Rui!” he gasped at a particularly hard trust, “It seems- ah- that I can’t keep my hands off Rui either.” Tsukasa reached his hand up to fist in Rui’s hair, dragging him down to connect their lips. Rui, delighted, licked into his mouth with greed but it was short-lived. Both were panting heavily and neither had the oxygen to spare to kiss for longer than a few seconds.
Perhaps it was time for Tsukasa to stake his claim on His director in turn. Rui’s shirt was barely on his body at this point but the slightly damp fabric had managed to cling to the bump of his right shoulder. Tsukasa pushed the fabric away and across the newly cleared expanse of skin he sunk his teeth in, hard. Not hard enough not to draw blood but hard enough to leave a mark that wouldn’t fade overnight.
“Ah! Tsukasa-kun–” He made a noise of surprise as Tsukasa continued to run his tongue over the bite mark. The star was quite pleased with himself. It felt a little too good to brand the director in such a way. It was placed well enough that it wouldn’t peek out from his shirt but Tsukasa would know it was there, marring his skin for a few days with his declaration of ownership.
“Rui! I’m your star but you’re mine too. Don’t you forget it!”
Rapid emotions flashed across Rui’s face. His eyes widened in surprise which quickly softened into a delicate smile that imbedded itself all the way up to the folds of his eyes. Rui’s pupils were blown wide and he didn’t need words to convey what was clearly already being said all over. Tsukasa-kun, I love you. I’m in love with you.
The hunger didn’t fade either. Rui only ploughed into him harder and Tsukasa couldn’t help but attempt to cling to Rui now. His vision was going fuzzy again and he was rapidly approaching his limit. While he tried to convey this to Rui, all that came out was a wanton moan as he clenched borderline painfully hard around his length.
Rui didn’t appear to miss this however. He adjusted the arm that had been holding in place Tsukasa’s leg and grabbed a hold of his cock, pumping it roughly. The dual stimulation was too much. That was past the limit of what Tsukasa could handle. The rush of his release crashed over Tsukasa’s whole body and the last thing he remembered was that he cried out Rui’s name as his vision turned black and his upper body fell limp on the dressing room table.
—
Tsukasa’s consciousness faded back in to the rhythmic lull of Rui’s footsteps.
“...Rui?” he questioned, his mouth felt less dry than he had expected but his voice still cracked a little. The taller male turned his head slightly to meet Tsukasa's eyes and he paused his meandering along the roadside for a moment to hike the star up a little further on his back, hands grabbing for security on his thighs.
“Ah, Tsukasa-kun has returned to me!” His words may have wanted to seem cheery but they fell a little flat.
Tsukasa unwound one of his arms from Rui's shoulders and rubbed his bleary eyes.
“How long was I out for?” he questioned.
“Quite a while actually,” Rui answered in a quiet voice, “I was starting to worry, but it appears that Tsukasa-kun simply decided to take a nap.”
Tsukasa laughed with a still sleepy gentleness. He looked around to assess the situation and noticed they were on the same road they usually took on the way back to his house and that he no longer felt so sticky. The tears had been gently wiped from his cheeks too. Rui must have cleaned him up. Both of their bags were slung around Tsukasa's shoulders so Rui could piggy-back him. He was also wearing the spare clothes for after rehearsals that he kept in said bag. It mustn't have been easy for Rui to change his clothing while he was passed out. Tsukasa was grateful. The sun was setting behind them and the temperature had finally begun to drop off for the evening, a light breeze guided them down the road. Rui’s back felt stable and warm, but a good kind of warm. He rested his head on Rui's shoulder with a sigh. It was, in a way, nice.
Rui stopped walking and it was strangely silent for a moment, then he spoke, a worried tone in his voice. “I went too far today, Tsukasa-kun. I'm sorry.”
“Huh? Nonsense, Rui, I pushed you too. It's at least both of our responsibility to-”
“No,” he cut in, “As the director and as… your friend, I didn't take enough notice that you were dehydrated and continued on anyway. If I ignored your limits again, what if it was more serious next time? The solution won't always be simply feeding you some water. I couldn't bear the consequences if…”
“...Rui,” his words seemed to hang suspended in the lukewarm air, “I'm sorry I worried you. I'll be clearer in the future when we're both pushing our limits, stars honour.”
Slowly, Rui looked back and smiled. There was a light sheen of sweat on his face and it seemed to glow a light pink in the sunset.
“When we get home,” Tsukasa began, “Come inside and cool off. It must be hot carrying me all the way, and there's barley tea in the fridge.”
“Well, if my star insists.” Rui’s neck had seemed to have become pink too. He continued walking again.
“He does.”
After a moment, a question came to Tsukasa’s mind. “Hey, Rui, you said you fed me water after I passed out?”
“Ah that's right, I had to rehydrate Tsukasa-kun with my own mouth. It wasn't as easy as it looks in the movies.” The devious tone usually present in the director's voice has returned and Tsukasa could tell he was sporting his signature smirk without having to even look at him.
He coughed a little. “But I thought we were both out of water?”
“Yes, that was the case. I went and filled Tsukasa-kun's water bottle from the tap on the side of the dressing room.”
Tsukasa groaned.
Some battles were simply unwinnable.