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Takemichi slams his phone down the table in front of him, squeaking as red spreads across his face and down to his neck. Heat pulses in him, pooling in his stomach as the images from the video he just watched played in his mind.
Mikey, who sat beside him, looked at him with a curious look, eyebrows raised.
"You okay?," He asks.
"I'm fine," Takemichi smiles wobbly, breathing deeply and calming down his heart rate.
He doesn't notice Mikey eyeing his phone with barely hidden curiosity, eyes on the paused video and wondering what was in it that made him look so scandalised and shocked, an aroused expression on his face.
Mikey eyes the caption with narrowed eyes.
Mating press
"Mikey-kun?," Takemichi asks, worriedly looking at the blank-faced teen standing by his opened door.
Mikey looked like he had seen his sister die, face emotionless and his dark eyes blank.
what's up with him? Takemichi thinks as he eyes Mikey who has a blank face, unnerved at his silence and dead eyes.
"Mikey-kun?," He called again, shifting from where he sat with his back on the headboard of his bed. Takemichi flinches when Mikey meets his gaze with wild full blown eyes, eyes intense and reminding him of starved lion eyeing it's prey.
He freezes on the spot, heart beating and wobbly tries to call the other's name, getting more worried as the tense silence continues.
Takemichi's voice, squeaky and high pitched, makes Mikey twitch, body going ramrod straight and before Takemichi knows it, the older was on him, pinning him on his bed and ripping his clothes into pieces.
Red explodes across his face, spreading down his now exposed neck and chest. His eyes widened, flustered to hell and back and wondering what got into Mikey.
With a yelp and call of his name, Takemichi tried to push the other away but he was clearly stronger, easily pinning him down and tearing his clothes apart.
"Takemitchy," Mikey groans, removing the younger pajama's off before ripping through his boxer, "You've been holding out on me".
"What?," Takemichi squeaks, redder than a tomato and heat pooling in his stomach. Mikey was scaring him, the blank look on his face and the hunger in his dark eyes sending a spark of fear in him.
And yet despite Mikey's definitely terrifying and worrying actions, it sends a spark of arousal in him. Takemichi doesn't want to like this, a bit afraid of Mikey's dark and hungry eyes, looking like a starved beast but no matter what he does, arousal was already pooling in his lower region.
"Takemichi," The older groans again and Takemichi is fully naked under him, blushing red as his legs are spread wide open so that Mikey, hungry and fully clothed Mikey, could place himself between it.
"W-wait! Mikey-kun! Mikey-kun, what's going on-" Takemichi was definitely scared now as Mikey looms over him, his legs spread wider to accommodate him.
Mikey looked like he was going to eat Takemichi alive, would devour him until there was nothing left. He looked like he was deprived of food and water, like a lion starved to death and when he slammed Takemichi's door earlier with his blank face and hungry eyes and set his gaze on him, he looked like he had just set his sight on the most delicious meat in the world.
This wasn't the first time Takemichi would have sex with Mikey, his first time and virginity was taken by the the man a long time before. But this was certainly the first time that Mikey was like this, looking like he was in a dream and not aware of his actions. He was usually the one in control, mindful of consent and what he can do and what he can't do.
Mikey currently looked like he wasn't the one in control, like the beast in him had awakened and was completely set on devouring him.
"Mikey-kun," Takemichi whines when Mikey starts taking off his clothes, his cock half hard.
Mikey freezes, eyes flickering to meet his and he sees a flicker of recognition there but before Takemichi can do anything, his cock was inside the other's mouth.
"Mikey-kun!," He squeaks, back nearly arching off the bed as Mikey takes in his length completely in his hot and wet mouth.
He starts bobbing his head up and down, sucking the red tip and tasting salty pre-cum. He runs his tongue across the lower part of his cock up to the red tip, licking and teasing it.
Takemichi moans and his hands snap to hold the older hair, his cock fully hard as Mikey sucks him, bucking his hips whenever he feels the tip of dick hit the olders throat.
Mikey's hands pin his hips down, humming and swallowing around Takemichi's cock. The vibration sends pleasure up his spine, back arching against the bed as his toes curl.
He moans high pitched when Mikey sucks particularly hard, his eyes closing in bliss as he feels tears gather in his eyes.
Mikey swallows him down to the base, his cock disappearing in his hot and wet mouth, gasping when he feels the olders throat constricting around him.
Mikey grunts when Takemichi yanks his hair, also closing as he starts to suck harder, slurping and feeling his own cock harden even more with the slick noises.
Mikey's tongue and mouth was heavenly, warm and tight and it sent Takemichi down the spiral of pleasure. The smooth and soft texture of tongue rubs his cock just the right way, sending sparks of arousal and pleasure through him.
Takemichi's body was warm and sweaty, tears in his eyes as he threw his head back to moan loud and high pitched, nerves alight and his skin tingling. He curls his toes when he feels the tell-tale signs of his orgasm, bucking his hips up and hitting the back of Mikey's throat.
With a particular viscous suck, Takemichi comes with Mikey's name on his lips, head thrown back and his back arching as he fully bucks into the warm mouth around him.
He cries when Mikey continues to suck him, swallowing his cum and milking him for more. He whimpers the older's name and only then does he pull off, still looking blank faced.
Takemichi breathes heavily, laying on his bed tiredly and he whimpers when Mikey, who had taken off his clothes and fetched the lube he had in the bedside drawer, started prodding at his entrance.
He was tired and recovering from the aftershocks of his orgasm, Takemichi thinks that he's going to die if this continues. He was ready to sleep and rest but Mikey, who loomed over, seemed to have a different idea when he pushed two lube wet fingers in Takemichi.
Takemichi can't do anything but moan as he's fingered open, his cock starting to get hard and leak pre-cum. He gasps when he feels Mikey's finger brush against his prostate, throwing his head back in pleasure when it's assaulted immediately, sparks of pleasure travelling up his spine.
He was worried and so utterly confused, Takemichi wants to ask what's gotten into the man because Mikey wasn't like this. He was more reserved, more teasing and liked to keep Takemichi on edge, teasing him till he was crying. There was no teasing in Mikey's actions, no flickering or ghosting touches on his spots that would send pleasure across his body, no, there was none of that. Mikey was fully intent on opening him up and somehow, that was foreboding for Takemichi because what came after it was about to be big.
And he was right.
When Mikey removes his finger out of him, making him whimper at the loss, to fully undress himself. His hard cock was released from the confines of his boxer and Takemichi was left to gape.
Mikey was hard, dick standing up and curved to his stomach, pre-cum leaking from the red tip. Takemichi doesn't remember his lover being this big or long, like he had grown a few inches when he wasn't looking.
Takemichi trembles under Mikey, wondering what happened to him that made him move on autopilot, looking like a starved beast that was ready to eat Takemichi. This wasn't the first time that Mikey had that hungry look on his face, but it was usually controlled and mild. If he got into that mood, he'd be spitting dirty words right now, calling Takemichi names and teasing him till he was a mess.
He hasn't kissed or marked me yet Takemichi thinks confusedly because Mikey liked to mark him, liked to bite and suck hickies on him. They always kiss, tongues dancing against each other and lips smacking together, saliva leaking at the side of Takemichi's mouth as Mikey kisses him into stupidity.
Mikey did none of that, no bites or hickies, no nipping at his ears or fingers flickering his nipples. There was no kiss on his lips, no tongue or lips against his.
Takemichi doesn't get to think of what he should feel as he is shifted, yelping when he's pulled down and a pillow is put behind him. Mikey shifts between his legs, spreading it wide so he could position himself properly.
"Mikey-kun," Takemichi whines and blinks when both of his legs are thrown over Mikey's shoulder, the back of his thighs against the other's sweaty chest.
"Mikey-kun," He calls again because Mikey looked like he was desperate, like his control was slipping and he was ready to just fuck Takemichi right then and there with no care.
He was worried for the other because he didn't look like he was okay, like he wasn't in the right mind. He was on autopilot, acting out on instincts and Takemichi doesn't think of the fact that those instincts were to fuck him.
Mikey looms over him, dark eyes intense and intent to fuck him stupid. Takemichi gulps, quivering under him and wonders what he had done to end up naked under the man who was going to eat him alive.
He blinks when Mikey leans forward, dark eyes meeting his bright blue one's, pressing his legs impossibly close to his torso until he was folded in half, legs on his shoulder and arms on the either side of his head, caging him and putting him in a-
Oh.
Oh.
Oh. My. God.
Takemichi mentally screams.
"Ne, Kenchin, what's a mating press?".
Draken sputters from where he sat in Mikey's couch, turning red as he glared at him.
Mikey doesn't know what he did to get such a reaction from the other, wondering if a Mating press was a bad thing.
He erases that thought immediately after he remembers Takemichi's aroused and shocked expression, how he slammed his phone down when he had seen the video.
Mating Press.
Mikey dumbly blinks when he realises the picture that a red faced Draken was painting, what he was trying to say and explaining it as best as he could.
"Oh," Mikey softly says, wide eyed before he was sprinting out of his room, Draken's call of his name following him as he gets on his bike.
He rides to Takemichi's apartment faster than he had been, speeding through the cars on the road with a blank face and breaking multiple traffic laws.
He doesn't care, not when his head was filled with Takemichi on his bed, folded in half with Mikey's cum leaking out of his hole as Mikey fucks him-
I'm not going out of this alive.
I'm going to die.
Takemichi was sobbing now, understanding what was going on as he was folded in half under Mikey.
He was going to be fucked to death, get his guts rearrange by his lover who had him on a fucking mating press.
Mikey had him on a mating press. A fucking mating press. Takemichi distantly wonders if Mikey saw the video about it that he had seen earlier and thinks that he did, because he was putting Takemichi into one, ready to break him.
It's not really a bad way to go, Takemichi dazedly thinks as Mikey lines himself up with his hole, grunting.
"Manjro," Mikey gasps, trembling hands guiding his dick to Takemichi's hole, "It's Manjiro when it's just us remember?".
"Manjiro," Takemichi whines, moaning loudly when Mikey pushes, his hard and big cock meeting small resistance.
He slowly sinks into his heat, groaning at the tightness and struggling with control. Mikey was too big, to fucking hard and Takemichi was going die. He was going to break into pieces, body straining as Mikey pushed deeper in him, already fucking in small and desperate thrusts. Takemichi tries to relax, to calm his beating heart and stop fucking clenching so that Mikey could fully sheath himself in but he can't because he was in a mating press under Mikey and he was going to die.
"T-to big, Manjiro," Takemichi whines, a lump on his throat.
"I-I can't stop-" Mikey gasps, "I need this- I'm sorry baby but I need this- i can't fucking stop-".
Both of them moan when Mikey fully bottoms out, Takemichi dazedly staring at the ceiling. With how he was folded, he thinks that he could almost feel Mikey's cock up to his throat, could feel his insides rearranged to make way for it.
He doesn't get to think much when Mikey pulls out until the tip was the only thing left before slamming in, hitting Takemichi straight to the prostate and making him moan, high pitched and shrill.
"Manjiro!," He whines, desperate and needy, his cock bouncing against his stomach. Takemichi feels like he's going to puke, a lump on his throat and already drooling. Mikey's length buried in Takemichi deep, to the point that he feels like he had his guts pushed up his throat by it.
"Don't- don't worry- I'm gonna make you feel good okay? I swear this is going to feel good- fuck!-" Takemichi yelps when Mikey starts yelling profanities straight to his mouth, falling on his forearms and holding Takemichi in place. I'm gonna make you feel good is whispered to his mouth as the dick in him is pulled out only to be slammed back in, Mikey setting up a rough and fast pace. His balls smacked against his ass, cock feeling so damned good that he had to go faster.
The two practically bounced off the bed with how fast and rough Mikey was going, skin slapping against each other and leaving it red. Mikey's weight was on him and Takemichi wonders how much he could take before he breaks, his bones creaking before it collapses.
He moans in tandem with Mikey's unforgiving pace, his rhythm erratic and fast as he drives his cock into Takemichi's tight heat that makes his sanity dance out of his grasp.
Mikey, who fucked as though there was no tomorrow, thinks that maybe he should slow down and give his lover a moment to breathe but all those thoughts are wiped away when he sees Takemichi's fucked out expression, moaning sweetly and drool escaping his mouth, his cock curved pretty on his stomach, leaking pre-cum and red at the tips. Mikey's eyes meets his blue one's and he laughs, bright and hungry as it screamed-
"More? You want more Mitchy?," He sounded wrecked, throat hoarse and voice higher that normal, "You want more you fucking whore?".
"Alright, I'll give you more- fuck! I'll give you more you hungry slut!," Mikey mindlessly babbled, hips pistoning in and out of Takemichi with no stop like a fucking sex machine.
"You've been thinking about this haven't you? Wanting to get folded and fucked stupid?," He sounded so pathetic, so utterly desperate as he whispered crazed words into Takemichi's ears, "You shouldn't have let me seen that video baby, you shouldn't have cause I'm not gonna drop this. I'm gonna fold you in half everyday and I'm gonna fuck you till you can't think anymore- I'm gonna fill you up, my cum in you till your leaking-".
Takemichi clenched at his words, moaning high pitched as he did, low and throaty.
"Oh? You like that? Want me to fuck you full of my cum? Till there's a bulge in stomach? Wonder if I fuck you hard enough you'd have a baby- that if I do it hard enough we'd defy laws and logic and you'd get pregnant," Mikey intently stares at Takemichi's eyes, mind hazy with lust and need, "Mhm- bet you'd really look pretty like that- round and pregnant of my baby. How many do you want hm? Come on Mitchy- how many do want- fuck!".
Mikey chokes, bowing his head as he goes impossibly hard at the picture that he painted in his mind, thrusting in and out faster and harder than before. He was going to be sore tomorrow with Takemichi, both sporting matching bruises with his hips against his ass with how rough he was going, skin slapping loudly against skin and balls smacking against ass.
"Manjiro pleaseee- mhmh please please please please," Takemichi doesn't know what he's begging for, mind blank and clouded with pleasure. It was all he could manage, not thinking straight as Mikey literally fucked the thoughts out of his head, pace unforgiving and Takemichi can't do anything but take it.
"Yeah you want that? You want my baby? Want me to fuck a baby in you? Mhmh- fuck-you'd definitely look good pregnant with my baby and when you go out, everyone will see it and knows who did it- it's me baby, the one who fucked you stupid and fucking baby in you- it's me and they'll know it-" Mikey rattled on and on, whispering filthy things in Takemichi's ears.
"I-I'm close," Takemichi stutters, the only words he could manage as moans and whimpers fell off his mouth. Mikey was big and hard, fucking into Takemichi like this was their last, hips going in and out fast. His cock was unforgiving, hard in him and it nailed him straight in the prostate and if he could, Takemichi would be arching his back right now.
Takemichi wonders how Mikey could keep such fast and rough pace and whisper crazed and filthy nothings in Takemichi at the same time, how he can go hard and laugh at Takemichi, cooing words and cursing in his mouth.
Mikey looked wrecked as much as Takemichi felt, sweaty and his blonde hair out of it's tie, falling messily. He looked absolutely gorgeous, face twisted in pleasure as he fucked roughly. There was nothing in Takemichi's mind right now, nothing but Mikey's pretty face in pleasure, nothing but his dark eyes filled with lust and need, nothing but his big hard cock driving in and out of Takemichi-
There was nothing in the world right now but Mikey and Mikey alone.
"Mhmm that's right baby," Mikey whispers to his mouth, breath mingling with each other as he stares directly into Takemichi's hazy eyes and muddled thoughts, "There's nothing in the world but me and me alone- I'm gonna make sure to fuck you hard that there'll be nobody left inside you head but me and me alone and my damned fucking cock-".
Takemichi whimpers, sobbing as tears freely streamed down his blue eyes. He was breathing heavily, squealing when Mikey shifts and finds the leverage to fuck him harder.
"Too much- Manjiro too much!," He gasps, wailing as his prostate is repeatedly pressed, Mikey's dick hitting it.
Takemichi trembles, the pleasure too much and his mind turning into mush. He gasps, squealing and Mikey holds him as he falls apart, slotting their lips together into a messy kiss as he cums and cums and never stops.
White rope of cum spurts out of his straining cock, landing on his neck, chest and face. Takemichi cums and doesn't stop, mind blanking as his eyes roll at back of his head, mouth open in a silent moan. It was too good that it was painful, his nerves alight and his toes curling. Takemichi was going to die and he begs the insatiable and hungry lion on top of him to stop-
"I-I can't- I can't stop Mitchy," Mikey managed to stutter into Takemichi's mouth, "I have to cum- I gotta give you my cum- gotta fuck you full of it- fuck!".
Takemichi gasps, crying and softly moaning as he is sent into overstimulation, the pleasure starting to get painful as his dick is strained.
"Cum Manjiro, cum and fill me with it," Takemichi managed to gasp out, blue eyes meeting Mikey wide ones.
Mikey gasps out, body curving and head bowing as he slams himself into Takemichi in one swift thrust. He buries his head on Takemichi's neck, teeth biting down on the crook of it and drawing blood as he cums, face frozen in shock and eyes wide. He cums, groaning and bites down deeper, the deep ache in his stomach finally realised. Tingles travel up and down his body, from his toes to his spine to his fried brain, leaving him numb and sore.
Takemichi whimpers as he feels Mikey's cum in him, slowly leaking out as the other continues to fuck slow and small thrusts into him. He feels a few joints creak and protest as Mikey collapses on top of him, unconscious for a few minutes.
Mikey blinks dumbly, the haze in his mind going away. He felt like someone had hit him in the head with a baseball repeatedly, leaving him to forget things and what he had done. He doesn't remember anything between running the fuck away from his home to cumming the hardest he had in his life, mind still hazy. He starts kissing Takemichi, nipping at his lips and gently coaxing their tongues to dance with each other.
He wonders, as he waits for his mind to clear and his soul to come back to his body, what the fuck happened and how much did he hurt Takemichi.
"What happened?," He asks, kissing Takemichi's face almost childishly.
"You went crazy, turned into autopilot and instincts," Takemichi whispers hoarsely, humming at the kisses he receives. Mikey looked like he was still recovering, face a bit blank and eyes dazed.
Or until the blonde met his eyes of course.
"Did I?," He whispers into his mouth with a mischievous glint in his eyes, making Takemichi freeze when he feels the others hand gently cup his balls.
"You came untouched," Mikey grins as his hands move up to Takemichi's dick.
"T-that's because you went hard and rough!," Takemichi splutters.
"Mating press huh? Better start yoga the cause I'm not gonna drop this," He hums, stroking the length in his hand.
"I-I'm tired Manjiro! I just came damn it! You can't be serious," Takemichi glared up at him, though there was nothing in his eyes but awe and fear.
"Your bones are still intact right? I haven't broken any of them yet so stay still," He laughs brightly when he gives an experimental thrust that made Takemichi moan, his legs back up as he is folded in half.
"S-sensitive! I'm sensitive Manjiro!," He cries, tears already forming.
"Round two baby," Is the only thing he gets as a reply before he was pounded against the bed, thoughts fucked out of his mind as Mikey laughs above him, actually fucking him instead of breeding him like a damned animal.
Safe to say that they spend the whole night making love, waking up the next day sore and extremely tired.