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“Can I try something new?” Reo tempts the question, shoulders noticeably tense as warm breath brushes against his lip. Nagi’s laying down in the bedroom of his flat, the other boy straddling his waist with one finger running down his chin.
“Sure,” he says, apathetic, because he normally lets Reo take the reins when it comes to this. If you had asked the Nagi from a month ago what his relationship with Mikage Reo would have been, he would’ve probably given you a displeased once-over. Yet, here he is, letting the other sneak a finger under his undershirt and trace circles across his chest, fingers stroking dangerously close to places he doesn’t even want to name.
The first time they had done this, and pretty much every other time— Reo had been the one to initiate. It’s not something Nagi finds himself displeased with, nor uncomfortable with for the matter, but he’s mostly just let himself be a stress toy for Reo to relieve himself on. Reo might not see it that way, but Nagi has always had a weird analogy for most things.
Reo runs his tongue over the cloth over his nipple, and Nagi would be a fool to deny the shiver it sends down his groin. “If you don’t want it, just let me know—” the other asks, hesitantly pulling his shirt up. He notices the apprehensive manner, so he gives the other a little hum, doll eyes glossy as he tilts Reos head for a short kiss on the lips.
It’s incredibly fortunate that they’re more or less the same size. Due to his tall stature, Nagi would find this incredibly troublesome with any other person. He’d have to lean and bend more than he would like, exert more energy and do things that he wouldn’t even have the commitment for— yet, it’s so easy with Reo. The other makes it so easy for him. All he has to do is lay here.
“I’ll let you know when I wear out. For now, just continue. I’m waiting.” With the confirmation, Reo tugs at his boxers down, lifting his thigh so that they’re now wrapped around his waist.
Reo gives his right thigh a squeeze. “It’s embarrassing to admit, but I really like your legs. You don’t know how many times I’ve stared at them during practice.”
Oh trust him, he knows. Reo isn’t exactly discrete about it. Nor the way that he goes out of his way to wrap his arm around his neck after Nagi shoots a hat trick. Pulling him in so unnecessarily close that they’re almost nose to nose.
And that was before they had even begun this arrangement. Nagi pretends to play clueless, but to any person with eyesight, Reo’s interest in him had been as clear as day. He still chalks it up to him being conveniently there at the right time and place on that day at the stairs, and that Reo could’ve easily picked anyone else, but interest is interest. He’ll not let himself be too picky just this once.
As part of the tacit arrangement, it had mostly just been the occasional blowjob up to this point. Nothing more than that. He has a rough idea as to what Reo wants to try, but he’ll just let the other guide him along the way. He’s a fast learner, so he’ll accommodate himself however Reo might want. He’ll let him make the decision. Because it saves the both of them so much trouble that way.
“I’m gonna finger you, is that good? Unless you want to do it instead—”
“No, it’s good. Do whatever you want.”
“Good.” Only god knows how long Reo had been holding onto that bottle of lube, but once his fingers are finally coated and his perfectionist mind is pleased, he presses the first finger against Nagi’s rim. “Try not to tense too much. I’ll make it feel good.”
“Ah— ngh. ” he tries to hold in a gasp, drool wetting Reo’s shoulder as each finger continues fucking into him. “ This isn’t what I had expected.” he thinks dazedly. It feels like a million fires at once. And they’re not even at the good part yet. At least Nagi hopes that Reo was planning to go that far. It would drive him insane if Reo was doing all this just to leave with blue balls.
He tries spreading his legs a little wider, but he instinctively tenses up at the unusual feeling of his anus being spread apart. “You’re tight,” Reo mentions, “Have you, uh,”
“It’s my first.” he mentions between breaths. It’s ridiculous for him to even think Nagi has even done this with anyone else, considering he’s a loner, more or less having never even had a proper friend. But he’d rather leave with blue balls than admit to that fact. Or maybe Reo might like to hear that? He wouldn’t know.
Reo wriggles a finger, and he reflectively bites his teeth into the other’s shoulder. The other lets out a little laugh at his reaction, but Nagi is too focused on the burning sensation in his hole after all three fingers have been removed.
“It’s interesting to see you like this. I want more of it.” Reo comments, surprisingly pleased as he starts unbuckling his own belt. An obvious erection tents his boxers, and while it’s nothing Nagi has never seen before, seeing Reo get this worked up over him makes him feel some ways.
“Fast.” he responds with a strained voice. He doesn't think he can take it any longer if the other doesn’t get this over with. Reo positions himself over his leaking hole, and only with the tip of the erection at his rim, he feels himself seeing stars.
A whine escapes his lips. Something he never thought he’d hear coming out of it. But with Reo pushing his cock in at such a slow pace, he has to restrain himself from begging the other to just throw it all in at one go. “How is it?” The sensation feels all too overwhelming— All he can do is messily force his tongue into Reo’s mouth. Kiss him all over to try and tell him to not stop.
“Thrust harder, Reo, please.” This seems to spark something in him, because Reo reactively switches the angle and this forces a moan out of Nagi. He curls over him possessively, rubbing his hand on his ass and sloppily sucking at his nipple.
“You know, I never thought I would see someone like you asking like this. You look so beautiful undone.”
“You should be the last person to say that.” he mutters while Reo’s cock picks up his rhythm. He really didn’t think he’d be the target of affections from someone as well decided as the Mikage heir, but life really throws at you the weirdest surprises.
“For someone so intimidating in stature, and for someone who’s normally so unfazed by everything but a video game, I didn’t expect you to say my name like that.”
“What?”
“It’s pretty.” Nagi feels his eyes go watery as Reo’s tip brushes his prostate. A stream of whimpers begin to fall from his lips, but Reo continues fucking into his hole as if there’s no tomorrow. Nagi knows that at one point he should tell him to stop, but the pleasure is all too overwhelming for him to even want otherwise.
“I think I’m going to come,” he warns, Reo’s hand hovering over his dick. “I want to—”
Reo peppers him with a kiss, “Whatever my Seishiro wants.” It’s the first time Reo has referred to him by that name, but upon hearing the words, he sees his own cum splatter onto Reo’s stomach, with an ensuing wetness filling his own hole.
The orgasm feels like no other. His legs tremble around Reo’s waist before it gives out, Reo pulling himself out and admiring the leaking hole he’d made out of him.
“Shit. This is going to be annoying to clean up.” he grumbles, whiny. Reo lays himself next to him, a hand combing itself through his hair.
“But at least you liked it, right?” Reo tests. Nagi can’t say he didn’t, but his ass feels too sore from all the pounding, and he doesn’t have the energy to properly respond as it is.
“I… liked it.” he eventually says.
“As long as I know you enjoyed it, I'm satisfied. I was scared you wouldn't be okay with this.”
"I would've told you if I didn't."
"Hm, seems in-character for you."
It takes a moment for him to calm himself, but he eventually lets the words fall from his mouth. “Eitherway, can we try it again tomorrow?”
Reo eyes widen at the request, but he lets out a laugh and leans his head against his chest. “Why not?”