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“Kuzuha, come here~”
Suspicion crawls its way up the vampire’s back as he turns to look at Kanae. The man’s half hidden behind a wall motioning him over. Kuzuha squints, “…Why?” He asks, they had an idol photo shoot to get back too and whatever Kanae wants will probably take too long.
The angelic man steps out, hand clutching at his heart, “You wound me – thinking I’m trying to trick you.”
What a drama queen that guy is.
He moves his hand, instead placing it at his hip, stating, “It’s fine though, isn’t it? We still have 10 minutes. We won’t be too long.” Once again he waves his hand, trying to rush the other.
But Kuzuha’s still weary – Kanae might look like the perfect little angel he pretends to be, but the cheeky glint in his eyes betrays his true intentions.
Kuzuha hesitates, he knows this isn’t going to end well for him. Sensing the other’s anxious tension, Kanae huffs folding his arms, “Kuzuha, come on. It’ll be fine, and besides, the shoot can wait a little bit.”
The vampire sighs, and against his better judgement gives into his friend’s gentle prodding. Reluctantly, he steps towards his partner.
Kanae’s right, It’ll probably be fine, he reasons.
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It was not fine.
Kuzuha had been following Kanae to wherever their destination was, identical halls twist and turn like a maze, when the brown-haired man spins around unexpectedly, snatching Kuzuha’s wrists and slamming him against a wall. The shock forced a gasp from out of Kuzuha’s throat, but he quickly recollected himself.
What the hell does this guy think he’s doing?
“Kanae…”
“Kuzuha.”
“What is this?”
Kanae just smiles up at him - the hand not currently trapping the vampire’s wrists snakes down to paw at the front of his pants.
"Oi! Kanae, Wait-!“
A firm push to his groin cuts him off, an inkling of pleasure spreads through his lower body. “Ne, Kuzuha? Do you remember what we talked about before?” Kanae asks, petting at the others crouch.
“….? Wha – haaa. What thing?” They talk about a lot of things, how the hell is Kuzuha supposed to remember a specific one?
The petting stops and a small whine escapes the vampire’s lips against his will. Immediately Kanae’s eyes snap to his face, clouded over with lust – dark and dangerous. Yet, it’s the mischievous twinkle behind that cloud that worries Kuzuha more.
“Oh – I suppose I should expect it.” Kanae drawls, “But, maybe I can jog your memory?” A smirk grows on his face, crinkling his eyes into thin slits.
Fuck.
He moves the hand from the front of Kuzuha’s pants to the belt. Unclasping it with ease, a clearly practiced motion if he’s able to do it this easily one handed. Then he shoves them down long thin legs.
“Oi Oi, Kanae!” Kuzuha cries, “We literally have to go back in 2 minutes” His face is flushed red in embarrassment - staff could come looking for them soon.
But his partner just ignores his outburst, humming softly as he teases Kuzuha with a few feather light touches, occasionally wrapping his gloved hand around the other’s member. After getting his fill of teasing, Kanae moves his hand up to the vampire’s lips, “Open up.” He demands, there’s delight in his eyes.
But Kuzuha, stubborn as ever, keeps his mouth shut. He turns his head to the side and Kanae’s eyes soften for a second, how cute, he thinks, but like that’s going to stop him.
Undeterred, he pushes his fingers against the side of Kuzuha’s mouth, brushing against plush lips and hard fangs, “Ku-chan~ open up.” He repeats, pleasantly smiling all the while.
Somehow, the use of that nickname deepens the blush spread across the vampire’s cheeks, a hint of red reaching down his exposed neck. Unable to stop himself he snaps at his friend, “Oi! Don’t call me that!” Signing off on his own doom.
Because of course, Kanae takes this chance to thrust his fingers into his partner’s mouth. Running his fingers along the vampire’s teeth, feeling the sharp angles and smooth enamel through the skin of his glove, nodding appreciatively at the dangerous tools. Kuzuha could easily overpower him, maybe even kill him, but no. This ‘all powerful vampire lord’ allows himself to be dominated by some lowly human.
It’s a thought that he’s spent many hours thinking about in the privacy of his home.
Kanae’s absorbed with exploring the other’s mouth, watching drool spil from out the sides and drip down his chin. He drags his fingers along a long pink tongue, dipping slightly into the soft meat of his throat. Kuzuha gags, but that’s part of the fun – they both know he won’t vomit from something like this.
He thrusts his fingers deeper into the wet cavern wanting to hear more, only stopping once the gags turn into soft whimpers. Kanae removes his fingers, wet and slimy – a spider’s thread of spit connecting them.
The fat tears have welled up in Kuzuha’s eyes, they highlight how beautifully red they are.
“Turn around for me, Kuzuha.” He orders, lifting the lock he has on the other’s wrists. The vampire stands there, still and shifty eyed. Kanae’s acting…weirdly. Pushier and more demanding than usual...Is it because they’re in public? But Kuzuha’s dick was still hard and leaking, and it’s not like his own arousal is going to go away on its own. So, he obliges, bracing himself against the wall in front of him, bending over slightly.
Eyes down he says, “…Just, be quick, okay?”
Kanae humms in affirmation, feeling up the vampire’s smooth thighs and ass, before parting his cheeks, spit covered fingers prod at the entrance. Kuzuha whines at the small touches, hips pushing back oh so slightly.
He’s a brat, but can be cute when he wants to, Kanae thinks fondly.
Deciding to indulge his partner, he pushes one finger in. It’s warm inside Kuzuha. Honestly, he wants to make a mess out of him with just his fingers alone, but this isn’t the place for that. Instead, just to piss Kuzuha off, Kanae hooks his finger and presses directly against the other's prostate.
Kuzuha lets out the beginnings of a shriek before slapping his hands to his mouth, muffling it just in time. Kanae laughs, still abusing the little bundle of nerves, “Oops, Sorry.” He says, not even sounding the least bit apologetic.
The vampire spins his head around, eyes blazing, “Ass – Asshole!” He barks, kicking Kanae in the shin. It hurts, but he’s used to it.
Still chuckling, he pulls out his finger entirely, “Kuzuhaaaa.” He pouts, “That hurt.”
“You deserve it.”
“Stupid.”
“Back at ya, idiot.”
“Ah, well if I’m an idiot, then I need Kuzuha to tell me what to do, right?” Kanae questions,
Kuzuha stares back, quickly becoming more and more flustered.
It’s really cute how he’s visibly fighting against his own pride, not wanting to beg Kanae to fuck him.
“……..se”
“What was that?” Kanae asks, placing two fingers delicately on the vampire’s entrance, circling it.
“……ease” Not good enough, he pushes the fingers in just a bit. A pathetic cry tumbles out of Kuzuha’s lips. He grinds his ass on the digits, trying to take them in deeper. However, Kanae won’t let him, until he says the magic word.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Please!” There we go! Kanae pushes his fingers into the vampire, taking him by surprise, he cries out, too slow to cover it up this time.
“Shhhh, you don’t want anyone to hear. Do you?” Kanae chastises. Kuzuha shudders in response, ashamed that the words send a spark of arousal to his groin. He attempts to bark back an answer, but the fingers inside him start twisting.
They tickle his inner walls, as Kanae scissors the flesh apart. He inserts another, and Kuzuha lets out a low groan at the sensation of being stretched. It’s too much for him, this entire situation. His partner’s literally fingering him in the hall of some studio.
Fuck….He wants more.
Thankfully (not really), Kanae’s able to read his friend’s body language like a book, he already knows the other’s ready for something bigger.
He thrusts his fingers into the vampire a few more times before pulling out, “Do you remember now, Kuzuha?” He whispers against a pointed ear, hand working to undo his own belts, “You agreed that I could have my way with you in public.” Bringing his hard member to the other’s ass, he gives a few shallow thrusts, tip catching against the entrance.
Kuzuha could only give a sob in response, why is Kanae telling him this now of all times? His brain’s too much of a mess to think. Did he really agree to that?
Gloved fingers grip onto his boney hips, nails kissing little crescent marks into the skin there, “So, take responsibility!” Kanae shouts, slamming his cock into the vampire’s hole, burying himself deep in that sweet warmth.
Kanae, still gripping at the other’s hips, thrusts slowly into the vampire. His breath shudders, it feels good...He can’t hold back anymore. Nails dig in deeper, causing small welts to form, he anchors himself against Kuzuha’s body and stars fucking into him with abondon. Manipulating Kuzuha’s hips in time with his thrusts.
Kuzuha shakes against the wall, arms just barely holding him up, letting himself get used – each thrust leaves him gasping. It might just be because of the inherent lewdness of the situation, but Kuzuha feels the fire in his groin run hotter than usual – threatens to overwhelm him in its heat.
One of Kanae’s hands leaves its place at his hips and finds its way into his hair, knocking his hat off in the process, spikes of silver fitting between long fingers. It's a pleasant and tender feeling, a contrast to the force behind him. Kuzuha leans into the touch, back arching just slightly away from the wall. But the moment he does so, Kanae’s fingers grasp and yank, tearing him off the wall. Back arching almost painfully in the process. He yelps out a cry of Kanae’s name, tears welling in his eyes. It stings, but oh so nicely.
With the leverage from the wall gone, his legs do their best to support him, they quiver with effort.
Kanae’s other hand moves to wrap itself around his member, giving it a few strokes, “Aren’t you getting close, Kuzuha?” He asks hotly against the other’s ear, “Or do you need a little push~?” He rubs his palm against the tip of Kuzuha’s penis.
“Ahh! Haaa...”
Kuzuha doesn't answer, he can do little else but pant out the other’s name, he’s so so close, “Kana…ah..Kanae” he sobs, “Please, Kanae. Please.” He just needs a little more.
“Well, since you asked so nicely”
Kanae licks a stripe up Kuzuha’s exposed neck, this costume is really convenient he muses. Settling his teeth against a pale shoulder, he opens his jaws and bites down, sinking his teeth into the pale flesh there.
The vampire screams, clenching his ass, as he comes - it spills out from between the gaps of Kanae’s fingers. It doesn’t take much longer for Kanae to come either, a few more thrusts and he expends his load, “Haaaa..”
Pulling out, he watches his seed dribble out from Kuzuha’s abused hole, and trickles down his white thighs.
Kuzuha collapses onto the floor, no longer able to support himself. The two sit in silence, heavy breathing being the only sound that fills the room.
Finally, Kanae sucks in a large breath and states,” By the way, the photoshoot had already ended when I took you here – there was no ’10-minute break’”
“YOU ASSHOLE!”