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To gaze upon oneself in what can only be described as nothing else but a funhouse mirror is to temporarily lose sight of the path paved. A morbid curiosity veils Rei’s being ever since his first trip to that virtual world, eyes constantly sliding to the system sat in the corner of the room, tucked just barely from sight. The being of the machine proves more captivating than that of the empty paper that rests atop the desk he works at.
Natsume had always mentioned it now and again in passing, a virtual reality system that could open one’s eyes to the possibilities unthought of by even the most capable mind. Rei had been paying attention, mostly. His mind had been foolishly herded with observing the sharpwit of his special junior, witnessing the growth in both mind and body.
So the words of the magician loosely float within the confines of his brain, dissipating into nothing more than thin smoke. Now he is left behind with the machine, Natsume saying he could borrow the portable one to ease the tumult of his mind, doing his best to provide some comfort by explaining most of the idols that appear in the simulation are always off, and never an accurate representation.
Rei’s fingers grow more and more antsy, trying to stay focused on the scrawls scattered across paper, hand mindlessly writing. Not that any of the stanzas placed together made sense anyways, too distracted by the ever haunting image of himself, both past and present. A laugh pulls itself forward, scrutinizing his own work while glancing over the sheet.
“Distracted?” A voice interrupts the steady tap of pen’s cap strumming against the desk. Of course, Rei recognizes the soothing tone from anywhere, the indistinct sound of the sea crashing against the shore in the form of vocals, warm waves immersing his vessel in relief. Today brings a playful tone to the lilt.
“Kaoru,” Rei greets warmly, leaning back in his seat to set his gaze upon the blonde, folding one leg over the other while he looks the man up, then down as the man strides over.
A gentle smile falls upon Kaoru’s features, the one he has become so familiar with. Kaoru used to pitch him falsities; a faux grin sprinkled here, and another condescending one thrown there. This changed more than welcomed. The fact the smile puts even the god of beauty to shame is only a palatial addition. A cup of water is then placed upon his forehead, obstructing a majority of his view. “You’re still thinking about all of that SS– whatever stuff?”
“A fundamental part of the mortal soul that binds our beings would be curiosity, do you agree?” he begins his thoughts, perhaps a bit too strong, judging on the way Kaoru’s eyelashes flutter a bit faster, a subtle sign of onset panic. Regardless, he continues the line of thinking.
“Ah, and self perception, may I add. Your counterpart did not utter many words, but I cannot satiate the inquiries inaugurated by my own. And, you see, at this age of mine, I prefer not to be so… restless .”
A beat follows, allowing Kaoru’s lips to part slightly as if to formulate a response, though his voice must have failed him, an act that causes the corner of Rei’s lips to subtly twitch upwards. The other seems to find said lost voice considering the uncertain sputter that follows, “Well. Maybe… But I really don’t think you should stress on it too much? Didn’t those guys mainly focus on one trait?”
“That might be a part of the problem. There are many versions of myself within the confines of other people’s minds, I have been aware of this since my youth. Versions woven and spun from remnants of the past. Yet this vision of me… Am I so shallow to be viewed as…”
The words die on his lips. A staggering feat, the man who always knows how to plait sentences to ease the woes of others seems to stumble and trip in his phrasing. Kaoru manages to gather the words that heavily anchor his tongue, denying him a chance to finish the thought that strings the loom of his mind.
“Just a surface image, you’re reading too much into this really.” Kaoru sighs, taking the route to up play the exasperation by the turmoil, twisting the cup that rests upon Rei’s skin. A drop of condensation roves down the cool glass, abating his mental as well as awakening his senses. Rei imagines the drop seeping into the folds of his brain, imagines it healing his woes. That previous slight smile grows into something more.
“Say, I’ve got a good idea. Let’s enter that world again, yeah? Just meee… and you. And, well—” A breathy laugh breaks the sentence, “Rei number two. None of that confusing stuff we went through the first time!”
The virtual world turns out to be much more confusing than it had been the first time, and perhaps the opposite of a good idea. A choice ripped from the pits of the horror films that attracts his younger brother. The setting should have been the first herring, trapped within a lifeless room that disguises itself as one of the dorm rooms of Ensemble Square, coming off more as limbo for wandering souls to be damned.
In the midst of it all had been that AI, pen tapping against a pad of notes while he hummed along to a distorted tune of something familiar. Each pen stroke rewarded the notes with no ink, and the man continued to write as though symphonies unheard of were blooming across paper.
As of now? Rei II’s hands thread gently through silky black locks, almost in the way Kaoru’s hands have run through his hair dozens of times, yet this touch is devoid of any care or love that Kaoru’s caress would hold. The clone’s hand grip the roots of his hair, a swift harsh yank sending his head back as he gazes at the man behind him.
“Poor me…” Rei II purrs gently, “Has Kaoru never worked up the nerve to get a bit rough with you? What a shame. You’re a good boy.” Rei II praises, releasing his hair and smoothing it out.
“Say he’s a good boy, Kaoru.”
“You really are chatty, fake Rei.” Kaoru mumbles, his words hold some contempt behind them, the corner of his mouth lifting with vexation, which in turn pleases Rei. Rei II doesn’t seem to mind, if anything the words only encourage him further.
“My, my. Such a bite you have these days, Kaokun, you’ll get your turn soon. I am being rather… amiable, really, because I am proposing to you… a treat.”
Rei II eyes Rei, taking in his visage but especially his lips.
“So pretty…” he murmurs, “You want to be prettier for Kaoru, do you not? You want him to see you at your prettiest, get that heart soaring .”
A glare is all Rei II gets in return, the words sting old wounds, not willing to let those surface again so he politely smiles, “Is that not a normal thing to want between partners? To be sought after or found attractive to their standards?”
Charming titter rings in return, “Of course. Yet, here you are, yearning for… more.” The replica’s gaze goes to Kaoru to speak to him, “He is quite the doll, the real me, but he is… all too frail.”
The words seem to expedite his lover’s former irritation, “You are just some program of Rei, codings of ones and zero. I don’t think you can have a say in anything.”
“Defensive!” Rei II gasps, eyelashes fall like the dance of a petal, sending a wink towards Kaoru, “I like a man who can defend me—”
“I’m not defending you, actually I am saying you are the less great version of him.”
Rei II eyes Kaoru, up then down before words ease into the void, “I could be a better version. You like seeing me play with the real me like this. Your pupils have dilated by five percent, your voice is less confident, and you shift every three to five seconds. You are quivering in anticipation ,”
Another laugh comes out as the clone continues to speak, “That is normal, my dear. What is it that they say? Something about two things is better than one. Two of your boyfriends, double the fun to play with. Why don’t you just keep it silent and do as I say?”
Not allowing any room for any opinions, Rei II gets to setting the scene, getting Rei on his knees while making Kaoru sit, “This is to your liking, correct? The two of you do not need to fight me, I am not your enemy. You—” he looks into Rei’s eyes, a mirror of himself. “—I am yourself. As for Kaoru, I am your ally in this predicament. You two have no trust. Shame, shame. Could guys just confirm with yes ?”
The clone freezes in real time with those words, Kaoru just scratches the back of his head. “We don’t have to do any of this, it’s pretty crazy that—”
“Yes.”
Lithe fingers resume the moment the consent flows, delicately brushing at the back of Rei’s hair once more, a single finger curling one of the wisps of hair that diverges from the rest. “Do you need a little help and encouragement? Don’t play shy, now.”
Brows knit together with the thread of doubt, though Rei remains too willing as Rei II takes his hands to guide them to where Kaoru’s zipper is. The fabric of his crotch is lifted by the slight bulge, the clone continuing to whisper sweet things as the slider fares downwards through the teeth, fingers interlocking together. The clone’s breath heats the shell of his ear, continuing to lead him until Kaoru is slipped out and fully exposed.
Rei wouldn’t say he is ‘playing shy’. More so, in a state of disbelief an exact replica wastes no time in guiding his head closer and closer to the tip of Kaoru’s erection until velvet meets plush lips, but Rei II doesn’t push him further than that. Those red eyes hold mysteries unknown, a greater plan swirls within Rei can only assume, based on himself.
Another hand reaches forward, grabbing ahold of his chin to turn it. Kaoru is smiling down at him, a coltish gleam to his eyes, “Don’t forget the main focus here, I would’ve never taken you for a narcissist who only looks at himself.”
A tug follows, forcing his head forward, “Now focus on me ,”
Like that, Rei’s mouth descends along Kaoru’s length and a near silent sigh leaves Kaoru’s mouth as Rei feels the man begin to melt. The man shifts, keeping his hand on his chin to urge him forward. Kaoru knows his partner’s limits, and knows he is far from them.
It’s almost laughable how easy Kaoru can be.
“So impatient,” Rei II sighs, though Rei finds the statement rather ironic, considering the lack of buildup and teasing. Rei II seemed more interested in the main course rather than the entree.
“S-shut up, you’re not a part of this, fake Rei.” Kaoru manages to get out.
Rei II’s eyebrows raise, “Am I not? If you accept me, Kaoru, I could be everything real me is and more… I could be a good assistant. Why, I would even fancy you calling me Reichan,”
Rei’s eyes flick up to watch Kaoru’s expression carefully as the siren’s song peals, the fool has wool being tugged over his eyes and plays innocently into the wolf’s mouth. That twist in his heart occurs once more, incentive for him to sink another inch downwards which forces a gasp from his companion’s mouth.
His hand dwells on parts his mouth has yet to reach, slowly tugging the skin back and forth as he moves his mouth back off, invoking a whine from the man. Rei’s eyes narrow further at him, licking up the side of his cock at a snail’s pace.
Again, Kaoru has always been a very easy man so even the most minimal teasing has him shivering. Taking that goading up a few notches is nothing short of a plague for his poor, poor partner.
“Don’t tease.” Kaoru brows are furrowed, lips tugged downwards in a way that is meant to impose dominance but Rei can see the faint tremble of the lower lip that juts out in vague plight.
His tongue only goes slower, those words serve only as a silent challenge to abide by now. Saliva coats the muscle, dampening the skin that it taunts until it reaches the tip once more, swirling around and practically slathering it in his spit while maintaining eye contact.
Kaoru’s eyelids are falling, his chest billowing as he attempts to tear his eyes away from the captivating sight that is two Reis sitting pretty on their knees, eyes focused only on him. The sight alone forces a grunt from him, a low curse escaping his throat as Rei kisses along the girth of his cock. Those moistened lips purposely avoiding the spots they know will solidify any ecstasy his partner experiences.
The intent is clear, Rei’s tongue rubs along the slit of his dick, lapping up the translucent pearls that bead the opening. He forces his muscle to flatten itself on top, allowing Kaoru to truly sustain the hard metal of his tongue piercing, even if he’s been tormented by it many times before. The man immediately expels a strangled, drawn out moan at the contrasting sensations hitting, hand flying to Rei’s head, his fingertips brushing Rei II’s.
All too skillful with his methods, Rei involved himself in too many sessions with Kaoru to not know his pleasure points like the back of his hand. His tongue is diligent and precise in its work, flicking where the head weeps and making sure to incorporate his piercing in a way that Kaoru will be blissfully aware of its presence. Rei himself spouts a smothered moan, unable to suppress how much he enjoys sucking off his partner, his own mouth salivating at the mere thought of taking Kaoru’s cock down his throat without any regards to the plans that have been formed.
Though, temptation shall not precede him, not in this case. Rei wants Kaoru begging , wants him to crumble due to his tongue and nothing more. Kaoru bears that pressure, slowly cracking under such skill. As that mouth opens to plead for mercy, Rei’s mouth envelopes him suddenly. A glance is sent down and Rei II has his hand pressing Rei forward.
Rei gags just a little at the suddenness of it all, but Rei II just laughs, expression gleeful. “Easy now… Swallow,”
Rei swallows around Kaoru’s shaft, working his reflex back into its dormant state by taking a few consistent gulps.
“Good boy…”
Rei II only persists, furthering the descent of his mouth until Rei’s lips wrap around the base of Kaoru’s cock, until the tip brushes and hits the back of his throat, nose nuzzled against the zipper of Kaoru’s jeans. When it reaches that point, Rei II shoos the palm that lays on the top of his head away, adjusting his position next to Rei so that he may sandwich Rei’s head between his hands.
“Perhaps I have fallen victim to dithering in time. I simply could not take watching much more, I wish to make haste, as I know my real self desires the same.” Rei II pouts slightly, eyes closing as a small breath breeches him, feigning exasperation, “I wish to have my fun, as well.”
With that, Rei II becomes more passionate in his ways, using the hands that encase his head to bob Rei’s head at a pace that is to his own liking… and Kaoru’s, for that matter. The spittle that has been building up in his mouth begins to spill subtly past his own lips. Rei tries to suck it up, deeming it too early to be drooling all over Kaoru’s cock. A loud slurp comes with that action, Kaoru’s hips buck up into the motion.
A stifled whimper greets him as well, a hand hesitantly reaching out for Rei’s head again but he seems not to commit this time, much to Rei II’s joy. “D-don’t do that so early, you know I love that.”
“Do you?” Very pleased with the route this is taking, Rei II tips his head. “Did I not tell you I would assist you, Kaoru?”
This all encourages Rei II, seeing as those guiding hands wish to move him faster but Rei resists that pace slightly, hollowing out his cheeks while his head is moved and Kaoru makes a tiny squeaking noise as his hips jerks, or maybe it was his whole body that jolts since he places a hand to Rei’s forehead and scooches back in where he’s sitting.
“Careful with the fangs, babe.” he warns, a nervous chuckle following while looking like he just had a close call with fate itself.
Rei pulls off, some strings of his spit stretching along with him before they break off of his erection. He offers a sheepish smile upwards, “My apologies, my beloved… It is feasible I have been enlivened, also.”
“That’s okay… Just… Keep your head still for now, yeah? Cover those fangs, and let me and fake Rei do the work…”
Rei’s eyebrow twitches as he forms a team with his clone self, an action that makes the replica beside him beam, radiating an even more smug aura than he usually held. He knows what’s coming next, he had read it in the way Kaoru continuously writhed with each sensation.
Regardless, he tucks his lips over his fangs, sheltering Kaoru from harm's way and opens his mouth once more. Kaoru and Rei II share a look, Rei II’s gaze seems far more calculating and analytical, his eyes move all over afterwards, reading the situation at hand before placing the pieces together. Once more, he resumes their position.
Kaoru thrusts steadily into his mouth, following the rhythm at which Rei II pushes his head down, allowing Kaoru to indulge in Rei’s throat to his heart’s content. The tempo set allows Rei’s jaw to go slack, allowing the men to have their fun with the situation he feels that familiar fog beginning to cloud his mind.
His tongue moves in an understated manner for a while, rubbing the underside of his cock and doing pirouettes around it each time it enters his mouth again. Kaoru’s fingers nestle into his palm, forming strained and shaking fists, head tilted back as he lets a long breath spew, eyes completely closed as his pelvis continue to meet Rei’s face. His dick offers a nice weight atop of his tongue, his mouth feels so full.
It’s Kaoru’s favorite way of keeping Rei quiet.
All he can do is look up at Kaoru with those breathtaking eyes and take all that Kaoru so graciously blesses him with.
“No matter how much we do this— Ah… It’s just… too good …!” Kaoru groans, his pace falters and drool starts to dribble down Rei’s chin. Rei is doing his best to prevent a mess, continuously sloppily sucking at the flesh in his mouth but a pool of saliva gathers onto Kaoru’s pants.
The rate at which Rei II moves his head along with Kaoru’s thrusts is almost brutal, a few desperate choked sounds escape from his throat as he uses all his methods to prevent the convulsions of airways as his throat is fucked raw. He finds himself constantly swallowing down the fluids, unsure which belong to him and which belong to Kaoru. It’s to no avail that slobber falls but the action keeps his reflex at bay.
The pair have never engaged in oral in such an animalistic way, it’s almost dizzying as he tries to keep himself focused!
Although… he can’t tell if that’s due to the lack of oxygen.
Rei’s hands grasp at Kaoru’s thighs, curling around the fabric of his jeans as the hands that force his head down only increase the tempo to something that has Rei gagging around the length in his mouth. Rei reaches further up, clutching him tighter and tugging at his pants, begging for more in spite of it all. He can’t stop the clamoring moans and whines leaving him, humming and causing a rather pleasant vibration for Kaoru. That action is usually performed with purpose, yet this time Rei finds it evoked from him so naturally.
The hands on his head slither towards his cheeks, squishing them together to form a narrower tunnel for Kaoru to thrust into, something that Kaoru appreciates thoroughly if the moan that echoes is anything to go off of. He shoves himself rapidly against the inner flesh of his mouth.
Rei can feel his own cock straining against his slacks, practically begging to be freed. Albeit, the man has some worries based on the throbbing, it’s as if he himself could cum just by how Kaoru so carelessly uses his mouth, showing barely a single concern despite the uncommon sounds leaving Rei.
Kaoru has grown frantic with how he pushes into the warm, wet space provided for him, huffing now as he fully indulges bliss. He continues to rut himself over and over, hitting the back of Rei’s throat many times, but the beat becomes inconsistent. His partner slows down but Rei II stays strong for the both of them,
“I-I can’t—!”
By the grace of his clone, Rei is yanked off of the length that constricted his breath, air rushing in to fill his lungs. He gasps heavily, panting and coughing, sputtering while he regains control of his own breath. He would have keeled over if it weren’t for the strong hands of Rei II yanking him by his hair to hold in place.
One of those hands shoots forward to move up and down Kaoru’s erection, not allowing him to fall from all that they have built together. Kaoru’s back forms an arch, squirming around in his seat as his frame visibly trembles until that imminent release can no longer be chased away.
Thick, hot ropes adorn Rei’s face, a slight flinch at the first spurt that falls across his skin, the farthest drop falls upon his bangs, the others mostly cover his mouth but slithers down the skin of the throat. Rei II’s hand never backs down, continuing to lurch his hand along Kaoru’s length, wringing out every pearly drop and aiming it right at Rei’s face. The fluid is sticky, licking his lips in order to rid the substance of it.
Halt of Rei’s own hands, the clone has other plans in mind, fingers attaching to the back of his neck, keeping him steady and grounded. The other hand continues to jerk off the squeamish Kaoru, who flails around. Rei II comes closer to Rei’s face, tongue poking out before a long stripe licked up on his cheeks.
The act clears a path of cum on his skin, however. Rei II repeats this action reveal times, lapping up the cum in such eager fashion to clean up any liquid that splurged into his skin. Obscene cacophony comes from the pair, Rei feebly grabbing at the fabric of his clone’s shirt and tugging him closer. The muscle is warm, moist against his skin, sucking at the skin of his neck as he reaches the droplets on his throat.
One final lick is given, starting from the bottom of his throat, traveling up and covering his chin until the man hovers over his lips. Anticipation drapes the air, fingers opening Rei’s mouth to pinch out his tongue and spit the cum that laid in wait within the confines of his mouth into Rei’s own, transferring the thick substance.
“Swallow it.” Rei II demands, and Rei follows it, no questions asked, allowing it to sludge down his throat while gulping down what is given. Another one follows, slipping past his lips to land on Rei’s tongue.
He swallows that one as well.
“Good boy.”
An intense tension swaddles the air around them, it leaves Rei squirming, fantasizing about making out with himself. Rei II, on the other hand, claps with much merriment. “Okay! My turn for fun!”
The man skips over to where the desk is, a childlike glee to each hop, the sound of soles clapping against hardwood flooring, a twirl is offered as gaiety bursts from the seams and props himself over the surface, positioning himself in seductive fashion. “I am ready to be ravaged.”
A laugh emits from Kaoru, that familiar one he’ll give to Rei when he thinks he’s being too dramatic. If there were some form of attempt to conceal the amusement that scene brought, Rei could not catch it.
Rei clings to his boyfriend’s calf, shaking his head, lower lip coming out for the classic pout and whine combo, “I do not recall ever saying that you could have a spin with my boyfriend. You certainly must be aware that he is not yours.”
“You pair keep alluding to this,” Rei II mirrors his expression to a tee. “How is that one not also mine? Is my being not the one he yearns for?”
“Not at all. Your state of being is not even real.”
The outburst drags any emotion from the replica’s face, devoid of any of that former joy, “Everything I do, every emotion I have provoked, every shock of pleasure I have brought upon you… What fuels existence? What deems something as real? I do not have a flesh form, therefore I cannot be real?”
The man sits up, perching himself upon mahogany wood, eyes traveling from the depths of the insipid room to burn holes through the vessel of Rei. “In your memories, I will feel real. In the everlasting space of your dreams, I will live as a sentient being. I will dwell in the corners of your mind. My eternity could be achieved through your will, ever since our first meeting I have stuck with you. Answer me, I am real.”
The steps taken forward warrants more strength than Rei initially prepared for, feet rooted to the ground. Not a sound is made, their eyes leveling as his palm glides over a cold body until it pauses in the midst of his chest.
No beat resounds, nothing meets his hand, not even one palpation, nor even the heave of ribs.
“Masquerading as something you are not leads to nothing but a dead road.” is the only wisdom Rei has to gift him.
Features contort into a smile, although it appears that his lips barely moved. Those dull, crimson eyes hold a great deal of sorrow for a thing that is just programmed to amplify one trait, but Rei is unsure if he is deluding himself, considering he is practically looking into a mirror of the past. The AI dramatically sighs and hops from the desk, “Have it your way. You can go first, I have no qualms with taking second place.”
The time that passes after that interaction is nothing but a blur looked upon through mosaic glass, unreal, yet a chimerical kaleidoscope of vibrant colors. Rei steadies himself on the desk, arms keeping him upright as he softly veers back against Kaoru, small clamor escapes as he holds onto the other’s wrists as he strokes his body. Those soft set of lips hungry for any skin he can access, red marks blossoming in their wake.
“You could go a bit faster if you would like to…”
“Heh…” Kaoru shakes his head, an incredulous expression on his face while Rei talks, “Now look who isn’t being patient, hm?”
Kaoru revels in his boyfriend’s impatience, breaking away from Rei’s ass with a delighted sigh, hands lingering on each cheek, a rather giddy expression painting his countenance before sliding hands underneath the waistband of both his pants and underwear, tucking his forefingers within the fabric.
The man has always enjoyed feeling up the facets of his partner’s body; Rei credits this to Kaoru’s naturally perverted nature, something which the other vehemently claims has been laid to rest, that it barely even existed in the first place. Still, how those hands wander his body in intimate moments betray the words that leave his tongue.
And that is not even mentioning how Kaoru appears to savor those instances where lingering touches are applied during more inappropriate times, going unnoticed by those around them.
“If I didn’t know any better I’d think you like me,” Kaoru teases him, rubbing circles into his bare skin.
One brow cocks upwards, lips quirking upwards into a smirk so he can flirt back, “Maybe I hold an affinity for you. What do you plan to do with that information?”
“I must be dreaming.”
The couple’s banter is playful, Kaoru tends to flirt with Rei like this more often than not, still chasing after Rei as if their bodies aren’t puzzled together so intimately, as if Rei they might not be bound together by the same destruction of star fall. There’s a pause and he can feel his lover’s touch grow more yearning, and not just for his body. Kaoru opts for feeling up his thighs and trailing to where his hip bones subtly jut out, grabbing at them, thoughtfully humming as he stares at Rei.
Dark hues twinkle, radiating a warmth found in no other gaze. Rei might melt, his body rising to an overwhelming heat that is far from lust. Bathing in the shine of the sun is a task he has never been good with and yet, he decided to date the embodiment of all that is right in the world; the sun that encourages flowers to bloom, the ocean that moves with the moon.
It’s almost ironic, a cruel twist of fate. Could this be damnation? How could it be when it felt his soul were being reaped, a salvation from the divine.
Kaoru draws back in favor of looking around the room the system has placed them in, even going as far to open a few of the drawers to peek within. When the search deems fruitless, Rei decides to interrupt the other’s concentration. “Do you mind if I inquire what it is that you are in search of? I may be able to aid in your perils.”
“A condom…?”
A very long silence follows as both Reis stare at the blonde that grows antsy underneath their gazes. Kaoru already ruptures beneath the pressure that is the unreadable look Rei will occasionally extend after he says certain phrases. Those ruby irises prefer something more than his partner’s eyes, reaching far beyond them, presumably at the endless horizon that stretches behind him.
Blank and unmoving.
“In the…” With a mouth that is slightly ajar, Rei tries to find the words he wants to say before continuing the conversation. He offers one blink, then another follows, utterly dumbfounded by the man that stands before him. “In the virtual reality world?”
Another silence ensues.
The two stare at each other before Kaoru creeps his way back over to Rei, tripping slightly on the air then returning his hands to the other’s sides, tugging him forcefully to the nearest flat surface, then bending him over it.
One hand gently slips around Rei’s slim wrists, pulling them back until Rei feels his knuckles meeting his tail bone. A noticeable tautness swims through the atmosphere, Rei II decides to take the moment to take a new place as the next scene is carried out, his fingers dragging along the smooth exterior of the desk as he moves in front of Rei.
“Do not look so embarrassed, Kaoru,” The AI coos, “Or is it a feeling of frustration that runs through you? In that case, we have the perfect outlet and he lays right beneath you…”
“I guess you’ve got a point there.” Kaoru replies, fingers working at tugging Rei’s pants from his hips, but he doesn’t take them off entirely, deciding to slide them down to his thighs along with his underwear. Kaoru briefly borrows Rei II’s mouth, letting the clone lather his fingers in spit them his fingers dithers along one of the cheeks of his rear and goes to the next, skimming along the smooth skin of the surface and tracing miscellaneous patterns and shapes.
Rei shifts a little.
Then, Kaoru’s finger finally falls towards that crack, taking his time as it makes a line until it meets a ring, pressing the pad of his finger gently against the orifice, a gentle test of how accepting Rei will be. The action is met with much enthusiasm, the man rocks his hips back against the digit without a second to waste.
“Please,” The word rasps from Rei before he can even catch it in his sore throat.
Kaoru snorts in response, the low chuckle that comes after somehow makes Rei’s erection feel painfully harder than it already is, if it’s even possible to pack that much blood down there. “Already? Is that really all it takes? A simple nudge and you’re begging to be stretched?”
Without as much as a warning, a finger is slowly pushed against tight muscle.
“And I’m the desperate one…”
A shaky breath leaves his lips, head nearly spinning at that familiarity that enters him, tightness instantly enveloping the finger that makes itself at home. Rei doesn’t think he can describe how this part will never fail to get him more aroused, his insides catching on Kaoru’s finger to the point it takes a bit of force to pull his finger back. Rei II’s eyes being glued to his body as well only invoke something deeper inside of him, entirely unexplainable.
Kaoru’s eyes are entirely focused on how Rei greedily sucks in his finger, he had forgotten to try to get a glimpse of that initial face he makes, it’s one of Kaoru’s favorite parts about the preparation, “Rei…” he calls softly, biting the plump flesh of his lower lip, observing the holy sight presented to him, “Look at how well you’re adjusting, practically trying to devour my finger. If I didn’t know you any better, I might say you like being put in this position and watched so closely. Absolutely filthy.”
He slowly pumps the finger in and out and relishes in how muscle slowly begins to give way, signaling it’s time for another finger. His fingers move at a slow pace, allowing the hole to retract and adjust as squelches are produced each time Kaoru’s fingers go as deep as they can.
“But I’m so nice, aren’t I? Giving you exactly what you want. You can tell me how nice I am~,”
That’s more of a demand contrary to the formatting and tone that makes it out to be a suggestion. Rei just lets out a small noise, a shiver coursing up his spine that arches inwards. His body relaxes to the invasion, embracing the stretch of both those fingers that rub the ridges of his inner walls. He knows what he’s in search of, and beyond that, Kaoru knows exactly where to go, but decides to play dumb.
“K–Kaoru… You’re too nice to me…” His words slur against his own volition, an act that inspires a brief panic within him. It’s too early to slur just over how good Kaoru’s fingers open his hole, a brief fear is seeded within that he could possibly cum from this sensation alone.
“Aww— You’re too kind, babe, I just like pleasing you! Pleasuring a pretty boy like you is an honor. But… sometimes I wonder if you deserve how nice I am,”
His fingers now curl, sending Rei’s body jumping in satisfaction as they brush that sensitive gland.
“Answer me."
“No!” he yelps, “No, I don’t deserve it…”
He reaches a hand behind, trying to grab for his wrist but the action fails, causing Rei II to teeter. Rei had entirely forgotten about the presence of his clone, the AI no longer obtruding its own dominance upon the scene. Instead, it stands there… and drinks in every detail, every word.
As his existence is again acknowledged, another amused laugh is given by the clone, “You really are pathetic, real one.”
Rei clenches down on Kaoru’s fingers, whose brows raise. “I forget you get off on this sort of thing, being degraded,”
“Is that not the wish of every ‘godly’ vessel? To only exist normally within the company of a partner? Albeit, my real self takes that a step too far.” Rei II’s fingers nestle beneath the bone of his chin, thumb digging into the divot below those rosy lips. The clone sneers, a cruel smile painted ear to ear. “You took that burning desire to be on the same level as all your peers a step too far. Now you are as lowly as a worm in soil, festering beneath the boots of others.”
Kaoru shoots Rei what could only be an apprehensive glance, the uneasy look on his face gives away the plan he’s preparing in the tombs of his mind to ask if they need to stop or slow down at least. Anyone could assume getting psychoanalyzed by an artificial intelligence of one’s self is not exactly sexy foreplay. Nonetheless, by a miracle of the Heavens above, a moan escapes his lips as he presses back more into Kaoru’s fingers.
Rei downs another noise and glances back at Kaoru, “Could you please… I… need…” His sentence comes out in broken fragments, “I n-need—!”
“Need, need..? Haha, how sweet. Buuut I don’t quite understand.” Kaoru talks in a cloying voice, layers of sugar glazed upon the sentence to hide the condescension that lay buried beneath. As fingers bend, obscene noises follow the beckoning motion. It was almost— No, it was entirely wicked for Kaoru to behave this way, especially with how he feels Rei tightening around him consistently now.
“You can’t really expect me show sympathy when you’ve practically been riding my fingers like some deranged pervert,”
Rei's hips stutter into his hand, eyes struggling to stay open as he sat through the verbal degrading provided by his beloved boyfriend. Kaoru could have quite the mouth on him, and the clone’s encouragement only seems to amplify it to some effect.
“You’re so spoiled.”
As the words continue to rain upon his ears, Rei can feel his body slowly becoming putty. If he had any premonition, it must have dissolved far too easily once that heat warming up his gut began to overtake his body as a whole. A deep sigh melts into a whine at this prodding inside of him. Both hands go to his own cheeks, fingers slowly sliding toward his asshole.
A pretty little present, just for Kaoru.
No words were needed to be said, though that is a real pity considering Rei had already opened saliva slicked lips, ready to begin his spiel of pleading for Kaoru to fuck him.
Clothes rustle more behind him, the clanking of a belt being undone, the sound of hands hastily fumbling around before deciding there’s not enough time to deal with the buckle. Instead, a quick zip is all it takes for a relieved curse to leave as his erection is freed from what so wrongly imprisoned it for the second time thanks to a certain someone. He hikes up the hem of Rei’s shirt, waiting to witness how his waist curved in a dainty fashion, way too eager while placing a hand on the curve of Rei’s ass, telling him not to move those inviting hands as he gives himself a few good pumps, not that he needed them but it’s more routine than anything.
Rei II puts a hand to Kaoru’s abdomen, not saying a single word as something manifests into the palm of his hand. Closer inspection allows it to be known that it is a small bottle of lube.
Kaoru’s eyes mimic that of an owl, he had been so excited he almost forgot to lubricate his cock. More than that, he is more impressed than anything by how the item had spawned from the air, “How’d you do that?”
A faint smile dances along the otherwise lifeless features of the AI. “Simple programming. There is a menu that you can access, and within that screen, you can pur—”
Out comes an irate groan from Rei, cutting through what sounds like some tutorial to basic mechanics of a game, pushing his hips to slot the length of Kaoru’s dick between his ass, rubbing it between slowly, “That is rather grand indeed, the world of coding can be quite mystifying— Kaoru, would you be so kind as to do your job already?”
His partner’s hands go up in self defense, reaching out to take the lube, “My bad, princess.”
The more Rei rubs his rear against him, the quicker those emotions of urgency emerge back to the surface, popping open the cap on the lubricant. He hurries to cover himself with a generous amount of lube before lining himself up to Rei’s hole.
Rei hadn’t been expecting the other to continue his teasing, not when they have made it this far and they’re so close, but that tip slides along his awaiting hole, the action eliciting needy mewls from Rei. Kaoru continues to graze the entrance with the head of his cock, occasionally pressing the very top of it into the rim before exiting to continue agonizing strokes.
“Kaoru…” Rei whines, voice tremoring with raw desire.
“I just wanna hear you tell me what you want. You’re never this shy when teasing me. You aren’t all talk. Use that cute little voice of yours, I like when you get whiny.”
That’s a clear beg for explicit words, he’s tired of Rei dancing around saying dirty phrases.
“Fuck me, just fuck me already. I need your cock, please…?”
A sharp breath is taken in, a hand roaming the plane of his spine, thumb rubbing along the slope in appraisal. Rei cherishes each touch, every movement leaves a burning trail on his skin, a reminder of who he truly belonged with. “There we go… That’s my boy,”
The man slowly starts to sink in. This part is always the hardest, waiting to bottom out always takes a great deal of time, seconds ticking by with such agony and Kaoru is not a patient man…
Except, it did help that he got to watch that insatiable hole devour every inch of his dick, and in this position he can watch exactly how much it affects Rei’s body instead of focusing on that distractingly gorgeous face. He can learn how his lover’s body reacts, he can observe the subtle twitches, the slight arch of his back, see the wave of emotions Rei goes through in a whole other way. So, it’s not too bad.
The lube makes it easier, the squelches grow far more lecherous, everything is a lot more wet with proper utilities compared to Rei II’s spit. Hands grip his waist, tight enough to leave imprints of fingers, giving away the depraved nature of the man submerging himself into that tight, wet heat. The tunnel opens with meager resistance to Kaoru’s cock.
“You’re doing so well. I’ll be in all the way soon, just a couple more inches… you can take that right?” he kisses along his spine, lips meeting cloth more than skin since it’s covered by copious amounts of fabric. “Of course you can.”
Kaoru shushes the babble that comes along, hands roaming down his thighs, squeezing flesh. His hands aren’t large but his fingers are lengthy, encasing his body to guide him back. A tilt forward has him leaning in, his chest against Rei’s back as he moans. Rei never fails to welcome him hungrily no matter where they are, what situation is at hand, or how it’s been since the last time. Each time, his hole devours any bit of cock it can get shoved into it.
“More…” Rei manages to whimper out, writhing as he attempts to adjust. Kaoru isn’t exactly thick, it’s rather easy to get comfortable most of the time. The only difficult part, and one of Kaoru’s most admirable traits, is that he packs a couple of inches extra.
His demands are met with a slap to his ass, body jolting upwards as a faint stinging prickles the skin that was hit, the only response he gets out of Kaoru to that is “Practice your preachings.” Only making Rei pout in turn, leaning more into Rei II’s caresses as he continues to kiss along the smooth skin of his neck.
“Aw, don’t run away.” Kaoru chuckles, thoroughly amused by his boyfriend’s trademark sulking.
“And why should I not? Kaoru is being rather rude but other Rei is being quite pleasant. Is a request such as more of my partner’s cock too much of a task?”
“Oh, baby…” Rei shivers as those words fall from Kaoru’s lips, paired with how another inch goes through his rim. His arms falter a little but Rei II keeps him up, clicking his tongue silently, a warning to stay upright.
“I want you to feel every inch… God…” Kaoru grunts in pure amazement. “It’s gonna be too much if you aren’t pacing yourself, no matter how well you take me. I love how you were built for me and me alone to have… to use even.” A happy sigh departs from his lips, the sound is so light and airy, Kaoru is lost to the clouds of Heaven. “What a pretty cocksleeve, I really am a lucky man,”
With that bountiful display from Kaoru, the heat in the air grows. Deciding that he’s done standing to take in the scene, the clone eases himself in on the two’s fun by beginning to plant kisses anywhere his lips can reach upon Rei’s skin, hands skimming beneath his shirt.
Soft palms wander upwards, the tips of his long, thin fingers brush against where his hard cock curves up his abdomen. The touch is brief, evoking a twitch from his erection, longing for his hand to grasp it as he had done to Kaoru previously. It does not, furthering its exploration to his ribcage, tracing along the bones and dips.
The destination of the man is met, hands disappearing completely beneath the fabric of the idol’s shirt to grope at the flesh of his pectoral muscles. Palms brush against nipples on the occasion but Rei II tries to teasingly avoid too much direct stimulation for a good while. A delicate brush over perking buds occurs beneath the pads of his index and thumb, fingers going to softly squeeze at the nipple they had so carefully avoided.
And that sensation is far better than getting his dick grabbed on, a chill creeps up his spine.
“W–wait.” Rei starts, a prompt fluster plummets upon his being, not expecting his erogenous zone to be toyed with quite yet. He is nothing short of horrified by the realization that dawns upon him; every moment the clone paused, every moment the clone stared with empty eyes, the thing had been learning. It had been truly watching, adding to its database.
Artificial intelligence of this fashion is horrifying. No, it should be abolished.
The pleas only graze deaf ears, the clone presses onwards, hand cupping his pec and fondling what little flesh can be grabbed beneath his hand, squeezing at his breast with giddy giggles. Rei convulses, stomach churning with unadulterated arousal, a hand coming up to cover the one that plays with his chest out of sheer elation.
Kaoru finally reaches as far as he can inside the warm wetness, kindling soft sounds from the both of them in harmony. The blonde makes an impressed noise, approving of the show that takes place in front of him, “That didn’t take too long, now did it? You look so beautiful with all of me inside you…”
A dark adornment embeds those brown hues, staring at Rei to observe every single movement he had, giving an experimental thrust to test out whether or not the other was ready for movement or still needed to adjust.
“You’re shaking, poor thing…”
An elongated soft whine and a cry slips in response to the plunge taken into him, eyes fighting not to roll back as Kaoru tests the waters, going deeper and deeper into Rei where it would rouse tiny whimpers not ready to be released quite yet, bubbling at the surface of his chest. Those fingers on his chest aim to draw them out, though, working diligently at thumbing at both sensitive buds now.
Many sensations buzz the atoms that compose this cursed mortal vessel of his, his hole continues to repeatedly constrict around the cock buried deep within him now, attempting to tailor itself to the intrusion. Of course, the experience always came with a sprinkle of pain, no matter how many times Kaoru got to dive within the catacombs that made up Rei's anatomy.
Didn’t that just make the moment so much more real ?
There would always be something remarkable to Rei's pain tolerance, unsure of what provides him with the strength to endure the lot of things thrown towards him. One thing that helps is that melodic voice, showering soft praises on him.
The thrill of delving into such vulnerability with his partner is far too alluring, merely letting that dick stretch his hole on its own. Tears still persist, the ache still enough to spur them on. Rei shudders and twists in a way that could be missed by an untrained eye but Kaoru picks up on it. It’s only a very natural and primal response, but that human part of him struggles to regain control.
“Please, please move… I’m ready…”
No movements follow that request. It’s frustrating, knuckles paling at how tight his grip is at the corner of the desk’s edge. Rei is beyond his own limits, tired of how the two people that sandwich him continue to taunt and play with his body. His mind heavy with euphoric fog, yearning for that sweet release. To feel uninterrupted pleasure, no more pokes— no more waiting .
“Kaoru… Do not be so cruel, listen to me.” he whines desperately, fist lightly banging against the surface. “Please, please listen. I’ve been so good.”
Eyes can't help but to fall back in line, a dazed gaze meeting the replica that messes with his breasts. Rei is falling apart right beneath him, he can't fight the urge to start the pace himself, a pathetic trial of fucking himself with Kaoru's cock made despite that stretch still being so new. "Please," Rei began, tensing around Kaoru though his length proved enough to make him throw his head back, gasping, “Please fill me up. Take me, don’t you want to take me…?”
Kaoru cracks, that saccharine voice is but a call from the Gods above, hands going to his waist. “You know I can’t resist when you beg like that…”
A short breath is taken, Kaoru moaning quietly as he thrusts in short, slow drags, only building up the pace as muscle starts to give in, tempting him in further and further, soft and hot. Rei is so tight, tighter than Kaoru remembers and it’s making it hard to keep his head about him. Rei sets his words up to be as enticing as possible, it’s always pleasant for him to get fucked until he’s at an inch of his life but cannot do anything but beg for more— even if this vessel of his can’t withstand anymore.
To his dismay, Kaoru is usually the one with a mostly steady mind and thinks of the consequences to their actions within those scenarios. Half of the time, at least. Kaoru has fallen victim to debauchery one too many times.
“Don’t wanna feel my legs… Go harder, harder… It’s… Kaoru…! I… Fffaah…!” Rei slips further and further away with that cry to his boyfriend.
Kaoru focuses in on his new mission of making Rei’s legs entirely useless and gazes upon the man in front of him. He slips one hand from his waist, dragging it along the path to his throat, moving to steady Rei’s head within his grasp and making sure it doesn’t loll off while they make love. “You don’t even know what you’re saying. Guess that’s fitting since you’re such a shameless whore.”
A hard thrust punctuates that thought, “Buuut you’re easy on the eyes so I won’t scold you anymore than that.”
Kaoru gives a genuinely needy whine, unable to contain it. It’s been long enough of his languid thrusting, he zealously begins to pick up his pace, rocking into Rei harder and faster, but not too quickly, wanting to save that for later. His hips are harsh, setting a constant rhythm that gives Rei no time for a single breath, letting the poor man’s body tremble and jostle while the slightest slap of skin echoes, muffled by a generous amount of fabric.
Rei II lowers his head, taking the opportunity to lick at his breast. It starts as tiny kisses along his collarbone, then his tongue roams down to the middle of his chest, soft lips peppering more pecks across the area before his tongue runs over his nipple. The one opposite to it does not go left neglected, his fingers work at it in the absence of his mouth, finally latching onto the nipple being focused.
Between the gentle sucking at his breast and the man trying to pummel him into the desk, Rei’s brain liquifies. That petite figure bounces forward with even the tiniest thrust of Kaoru’s long cock, evoking gasps and scrambles for air, wet lips ever so inviting. The pleasure is mind numbing, it’s hard to think, or even speak for that matter.
Kaoru yanks Rei’s body back by the column of his neck, his chest almost perfectly melding with Rei’s back had it not been the way it arched. The grip on his neck is tense, not exactly tight. His airways aren’t restricted in the way it had been before but the grip was enough to remind him of his place as his boyfriend continuously rams upwards into his backside.
The speed is brutal, Kaoru goes like an animal lost in heat. Rei is struggling to let out any noise when this new pace is set, bodies slamming together as Rei struggles to move back into each thrust but it’s entirely futile. The other wraps his other arm around his waist. Had Rei obtained half the mind, he might have provided his company with a laugh. The arm reminds him of a security belt for a rollercoaster but with how those fingers dig so roughly into the side of his waist, there is nothing to laugh about.
“Fuck, babe… We’ve barely even started, yet look at how beautiful you look… You’re making me feel so good, haah— So tight… I just want to break you…” It’s Rei’s face that has him so captivated, countenance holding nothing other than a pathetic and dazed look.
Those eyes gleam with intense passion. Rei wants to sob over how Kaoru claims they barely even started since he felt about ready to explode.
“Oh, please…! Please break me. Don’t care what you do to me, just as long as you keep going,”
Rei would never have enough, not when it came to Kaoru; that craving started only as a mere ache in their earlier years. Now it’s grown into an insatiable desire. Rei feels nothing short of a slut when it comes to sex with Kaoru. He teases Kaoru, he calls him easy and yet, he always ends up getting pounded by the man without so much of a second thought. A pitiful pull forward of his own hips draws a sob from him, before he presses back securely to those of his lover's.
The poor man’s knees are collapsing inwards, but Rei II holds him up, along with Kaoru’s seatbelt of an arm. He’s almost thankful that he himself is also keeping him up in a sense. The gratitude is short lived, teeth pinching the perking nub slightly before resuming the suckling, now moved to the other nipple that lacked his mouth before.
His senses seep out of him at the abuse, wanting to beg for Rei II to be a little kinder to himself but that is something he wholeheartedly refuses to do. Begging for Kaoru is something he could do any day of the week. Begging for himself ?
That was a step too far in degradation.
He opts out for grinding weakly back into Kaoru, building more of that friction he sought out as their hips move hungrily together. Rei is out of rhythm, the other tries to fix that by guiding his hips back, resulting in nothing productive. That seems to only add to pent up frustration with how this movement only goes on for a mere second before Kaoru gives up.
“Don’t move.”
Not another inch went achieved by Rei, pliant in Kaoru’s arms now as hips snap, head touching the pits of Rei’s hole. Kaoru practically lifted the man from the ground to ram into him, the slick sound of cock plummeting deep into his partner fills the room. Rei II detaches himself from Rei’s nipples when Kaoru pulls that little number, the cold air of the room hitting the wet skin. The clone pauses to watch before stroking Rei’s erection, leaning forward to press their mouths together.
Rei is reduced to nothing more than a piteous mess, lodged between the sensations of getting his prostate abused and his dick jacked off. The room spins in wide circles, jaw tensing up then dropping. Kaoru’s hand brings him from this state, pinning him to the surface. He can feel the meat of his rear jiggling each time those hips slap his behind, his pants falling lower down his thighs at the vigorous activities taking place. Rei lets out muffled noises of pleasure, Rei II’s tongue shoves what tries to escape right back down his throat.
A simple rut backwards based on pure instinct follows through, the gesture instantly greeted by a harsh slap to his ass. “I said don’t move.” Kaoru growls in order to remind him.
“Nnh… Not even a little?” Honeyed words drip from moist lips so tauntingly. Rei is purring, blissed out to be manhandled by his lover in such an aggressive way. “Ahh, alas… I suppose my good boy moves me so easily, how strong of you... I love when you fuck me deep like this,”
The praise only spurs him to a greater extent, Kaoru’s head dropping to Rei’s shoulder as a guttural whimper is let out, not elusive in how he revels in those words. Slim nose nudges at the dark wisps of hair that sticks to his skin, making space for him to kiss the opening adoringly.
Now Kaoru is too lost, the romanticisms blanketing his thoughts completely as he allows himself to get too indulgent with Rei’s body, thrusting into him barbarically, buried so deep inside Rei is fearing a hospital trip is in order, a thin sheen of sweat moistens his body. No more words make their way out, not necessary as their bodies communicate for them. Only the sounds of harsh breathing, moaning, wood creaking, and soft smack of the clone’s lips against his own occupies the space around them.
It’s a warm, dizzying feeling. Rei knows the end is imminent, no matter how he tries to fight it off. He always wards off the euphoric feeling. He would do anything to have this taste of ecstasy last, the thoughts that pollute his every waking moment all vanquished into the dark shadows of lust. All there was now was Kaoru, how his body maneuvers, how his hands apply pressure to the dip in the back, rendering him immobile. Saliva begins to trickle from his lips once more, eyes blurring with hot tears from the way Kaoru purposely aims to stimulate his prostate now is too cruel.
His length hits all the right spots, ravaging Rei’s tight walls as crimson hues roll up, a silent prayer sent to the sky above to just allow him to hold out longer. His legs shake so rapidly, having been standing on the tips of his toes for who knows how long.
Rei finally breaks their streak of nonverbal communication. “K—Kaoru… I don’t think I can… I… Kaoru… Kaoru…”
Or so he tried to, his speech rapidly deteriorated, words slurring into an entanglement of enunciation. Kaoru finds himself completely submerged into greedy hole’s suck and release. By good grace, he understands. He breaks away Rei II with an apology before flipping Rei onto his back.
Joy rumbles his chest, the thrill of being able to see his lover’s divine features. His hair rustled, tufts of blonde sticking out in multiple places disregarding the bangs glued to his forehead by perspiration and flushed cheeks, the frame of his ribs heave out bulky breaths with an indistinct drop. Those dark eyes vibrate wildly, soaking in every detail of Rei, as well.
Kaoru lifts a hand, not breaking their eye contact. Braced for a soft caress to his face only leaves Rei with disappointment seeing that Kaoru uses that hand to shoo Rei II off a little. In the end, Kaoru ends up with two pouting boyfriends.
“I just want Rei to myself for a sec, just… be a good clone and watch or whatever.” Thus somewhat ends their little ménage a trois… for now. His words direct to Rei now, hand slithering down his arm until their palms merge together, fingers lacing with his boyfriend’s, “I know you’re close but can you try and hold out for just a few more minutes?”
“Perhaps. Could you stop angling your hips with the purpose of finishing the deed?”
“Oh! My bad for trying to please you.” Kaoru rolls his eyes, a shrug following the motion, hand squeezing Rei’s. “I like seeing you squirm like this. It’s not every day you get so docile with me.”
Dwelling on that statement, Rei relents, sentiment fluffing the lining of his insides when Kaoru looks at him, gaze soft and intimate. “Then proceed, I shall hold back.”
Lips meet his, and Rei folds inwardly in an instant, eyelashes fluttering shut as his head tilts to deepen the kiss. The vibration of Kaoru’s laugh resonates throughout his lips, and nevertheless, the man shifts his mouth just as desperately against Rei’s. The other knocks their teeth together per usual, a thing in their kissing Rei has grown used to.
Kaoru has always reminded him of a puppy, always coming to him with excited open mouth kisses filled with a lot of tongue, practically mounting Rei in a short span of time whenever their little makeout sessions began.
His body is scooted a bit closer to Kaoru’s hips, cock nestled to the very ends of Rei. The bucking is almost missed, a faint draw backwards then a push forward, meandering in what he wants to finish.
It doesn’t last long, the momentum builds up again albeit with much leisure. Kaoru’s free hand crawls to meet Rei’s face, to cusp it— harboring silent pleas for the other to not break away quite yet. That thumb caresses soft skin; Kaoru’s fingers hard with callouses from plucking at guitar strings. The rough texture is comforting for Rei, and serves as somewhat of a reminder of his very own fingers, having grown softer, healing with the time that slips by.
Hand tips his head back, Kaoru enjoys those deep kisses, searching for that connection he’s longed for a majority of his life, though the slip of tongue past lips is clunky as he gets faster again. Rei commends him for holding out for almost two minutes, really.
That hand drops from his cheek, his body hovers closer, lips persisting, refusing to allow Rei to even attempt to break the kiss, lest he desires to break the poor man’s heart. Kaoru’s hand finds the side of Rei’s rear, prompting it upwards to hit at a new angle.
Rei pants, the hand not entwined goes to claw at Kaoru’s back in a desperate attempt to ease himself into the frantic thrusts but the squirming only seems to serve as more motivation to drill deeper, moving steadily. Kaoru’s endurance proceeds his by miles, his slams are heavy and show little signs of becoming worn out. The kiss shared betwixt two becomes sloppy, moans breaching their lips but Kaoru refuses to relent, shoveling his tongue further, their drool mixing together and spilling messily.
It’s staggering, committing to this act while already delirious. The feel of sweaty skin underneath his hand along with the scent of fresh blood farmed from Rei’s nails, then going up to pull at the mullet that covers his neck. “K–Kaoru… Give me more…” His tongue flicks across his fangs and his pupils are blown wide, begging to finish this off already. He knows Kaoru is close, too, he just rejects the idea of release.
Rei goes to bury his face into the crook of Kaoru’s neck, teeth grazing flesh momentarily as he drags his tongue along the surface of his skin, searching for that thrumming pulse in his neck. The moment he finds the wild beat, he sucks furiously at the spot, salivating on it.
Kaoru tenses up with the contact, groaning and encouraging Rei to take the next step despite the whining over losing the contact of their lips. That is all he needed, mouth opening to pierce through skin with his fangs, invoking an immediate twist and falter of flow, a cry shouted out.
"I know fake you already felt you up but—” Kaoru starts out, taking his hands from their previous spots. "I wanna have my fun, too."
Proving his own point, one hand fondles one of those heated mounds so Rei receives that direct stimulation. Both hands hone in on Rei's chest again, alternating positioning in order to give equal attention to both pecs. Hands start to simply grope at the slight give of his pectorals, another thick swipe of his tongue is given to the untasted teat, while the other thumb plays with that nipple he did not loom over heavily. Teeth worry this nipple more severely than before, tugging and swiping before latching on with a more intense suck.
Rei squirms helplessly beneath Kaoru, trying his hardest to dissuade away the waves of euphoria that crash along his body. His chest is already sensitive from how Rei II had played with him. At this point, Rei has to consider this some method of torture, being forced to sustain all the treatment the pair tag teamed upon him. He couldn’t stop the heated breaths that escaped past his lips, wanting nothing more than to just release the tangled mess in his gut. His hands take to Kaoru’s shoulders, spine forming a delicious curve as he’s kneaded and his nipples are treated so harshly.
The breaking point was the sapid moan that emitted from his partner, in his own world buried within his partner’s breasts. Those thrusts hit harder, they hit deeper, angled in just the right way that forces tears to fall from his cheeks as Rei shakes rapidly. Eyes come to a narrow as his vision blurs, sobbing with how his vision fails him, trying to get out any word he can that is not just a pathetic cry of Kaoru’s name.
"Feels so good on my tongue... I could spend forever like this, I think I kind of understand why you were like that in our last year of school." He starts nuzzling into Rei's chest indulgently while panting like a happy little puppy, lost in his own world as he bangs his pelvis right up into Rei’s over and over, unrelenting with a dopey grin on his face. “I love you so much, you know that?”
How lewd of the man! Rei couldn’t hold it back anymore, eyes shutting as his teeth clamp down onto his lower lip, it starts as a mere drop then flows out towards his abdomen in two thick lines, pooling into the slopes of his stomach to form small puddles. He whines pitifully, discouraged by his own failure and lack of restraint but with how Kaoru played with his bosom and talked like that, it was only bound to happen.
Kaoru gives little in response to the failure, whether he was too engrossed in playing with his partner's chest or if his current state of mind had already forgot was unclear. The noise does serve to spur him on, the sucking gentle and indulgent. Further teasing leaves him breathless when he does pull away, hot breath spreading across the rosy, wet nipple in cadence through his pants. "Mmh... I think that your boobs might be my favorite you have to offer, Rei..." His tone is too stupidly gooey for him to not absolutely mean that in the most guileless sense, fingers going to pinch at that released nipple gently.
Romance is not dead!
The dark haired man takes the thrashing, despite how it overwhelms his senses, weakly wrapping his arms around Kaoru’s neck while he goes at it for a few moments longer before grunting out, his voice becoming a measly bundle of whines and whimpers. Kaoru shoves himself as far as he can within the corridors of Rei one last time, those walls hotly clenching his twitching cock to help milk him of all he’s got as warm splashes paint his insides.
The gentle rock of stuttering hips continues, erratic and uneven with how they sway, working languidly to push that cum into any crevice or ridge that his cock can fill with his cum. Kaoru is left snuggling Rei, both his arms wrapped around him securely to stick them together. No words are said for a good while, just the soft bucking.
That is until cold air hits Rei’s front, shuddering as he peeks his eyes open to find Rei II placing Kaoru down into the desk’s chair with an innocent smile. With ease, the clone straddles his thighs, sitting in his lap. “What a show,” he sighs with delight. “I waited with bated breath, anticipating such an experience! Now, it is my turn, is that correct? You promised you would please me, too.”
“I did say that… Can’t a guy get a break in between? Though… I’ll be the last to complain about a beauty like you riding me.” Kaoru shakes his head, peeking from over Rei II’s shoulder, eyes wide. “H–hey, Rei, you aren’t gonna make any objections here?”
“Oh, my dear beloved, do not act modest now. Was it not you who wished to have fun with the two of us? You can handle being stimulated to your very last nerve, can you not?”
Never has Rei been one to let a grudge manifest, nor has he held onto petty emotions for too long. However… a gratuitous payback would not hurt to give, and it seems Kaoru is in for a ride.