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They stumbled into the apartment. A little too much of whisky and something more, some kind of amphetamine searing in their bloodstreams as they tried, and failed, for the bed.
Couch. Anywhere would do in that state. Movements pointed, powered by a high so shared it felt dreamlike. Shin looked into Jake’s black eyes, giving so little space for his favorite shade of blue, and he thanked whoever watched the skies for one more night like this. Being able to take Jake’s clothes off and see marble blurred by the effect of ecstasy and what Jake had selected and sneaked out from the shiploads at the port and brought this time. He always had sharp intuition for the best, for what their mood would be for the night, or maybe he just shaped it, orchestrated it and led Shingun to believe that what he offered was exactly what he was needing. Well. Acceptance, delegation, something he found long ago, embracing that, with Jake by his side, the rain, the storms, the chemicals, it was just an add on. To be held between big arms, to be seen and treated like the shiniest price, to be his obsession, that was the base, and everything else could go up from there, nevermind what stood, or fell.
Shin wasn’t sure what active component it was this time, not that it mattered. What he knew was how Jake’s tongue had felt when he had dragged it against his and delivered the bitter pill, and kept kissing him until it dissolved under his tongue, the wall of the bar’s bathroom hall scraping his back, Jake’s hand holding his jaw in place. The night wearing out, everything felt new and worthy and true after, when his vision was abducted by shapes and his other senses prickled like he was swimming in fine sparkling water, whilst his mind sought a steady buoy to keep itself together and found Jake’s open mouth. Open legs. His to take, savor an expensive body, a willing abide. Tempting and rewarding.
It wasn’t so much about power anymore, not like the first times. Shin had to tame, and search inward for all his strengths and wit to keep Jake from turning reluctant, from biting back, and to attend the bruises on himself when he, in fact, did. Jake’s self sense of pride and holiness marred, never mind how interested he was, and curious, but still cautious, displaying his claws here and there even after giving the green light . Shin made do. He dealt with it, when it was a challenge. Now it was about pleasure and indulging in one’s twisted illusions, deranged, maybe, vulnerable, undoubtedly. Now Jake took his own thighs in hands and parted them and Shin saw a dare in his eyes, but in the way he took him by the nape and directed his face between his legs he felt a pleading.
Lowering naked on the couch, stiff fabric brushing against Shin’s oversensitive skin, relishing on it, enjoying the burn, he took Jake’s thighs further apart and nuzzled soft skin, the first real moan of the night rumbling in Shin’s ears, then a second, louder one, once he lapped up one of Jake’s balls and then under, tight skin now wet, and Shin insisted, licked all around, sucking bruises that no one would see, but him. Jake’s noises faltered in volume and intensity, but never in that low register, that was something deeply personal, and the raspiness became merely short, intense breaths when Shin’s tongue turned pointy and he obsessively focused on fucking, feeling overcome by the squirms of the body that usually stood so still, and the clenching of careful muscle as it gave in more, and more.
He’d learnt to enjoy sex with Jake in any shape it came, call it being moved and thrown aggressively and finding bliss in letting go of control, and seeing the bruises in the morning, letting Jake have his fun, that was his by proxy too, in any way he pleased, so long as he didn’t injure him enough to the point of needing an ER run. That had been his term, at least, when Jake had wanted to assess how much pain he could really take. This was different, Shin's blood running alongside a poison that urged him to take the lead, turning him greedy for the side of Jake that found relief in hurting too, a hidden treasure, give it to fucking drugs to be the thing that dug it up. A gasp from above, Jake’s enormous hand tangling in Shin’s black strands between his fingers, janking hard, that painful pull he’d come to know by heart, his face gliding smoother the more spit drenched Jake’s ass, sliding from his chin.
Jake just heaved, short of breath, and crushed Shin’s neck with his thighs. Strong, dangerous weapons that could kill, that ignited scorching anticipation in Shin’s chest.
“You’re sexy when you become desperate by me licking your ass.” It was true. It was the drug making Shin even bolder with his words, and it was drugs letting Jake moan louder at the remmark.
“Don’t you fucking stop what you’re doing.” The command was too hungry to come through as dominance. Looking up, Shin’s blown pupils caught Jake’s expression, something that prevailed above the high in pleasure and chemicals, it was adoration, it felt like it crushed Shin’s sternum, his pulse shooting somehow faster than it had since he started to enter his high back in the bar and the synthetic sounds and the city lights, this was his summit.
Shin’s inherent negative response to authority turned him bad, even (especially) while fucking. It wasn’t as if Jake didn’t know that, it had been, in fact, one of the very basic things he’d learnt about Shin’s essence. It was one of the things that made him love him the most. True to his nature, he retrieved his tongue from Jake’s hole that was now shiny wet, and pressed two fingers in. All at once, deep to the knuckles, finding instantly the slightly different texture he was aiming for. That caused Jake to let go of his hair to lift both hands above his head, clenching hard at the armrest of the couch, his noises muffled by his bicep that would later have a beautiful laceration in the form of his bite.
“Yes? Right there? Come on Jake, you gonna cum?”Shin stroked Jake’s cock with the coordination that intoxication allowed, as he fingered his ass with the mania that Jake bucking his own hips provoked. He felt crazy, knowing no one had ever had the privilege to see Jake like this, to know Jake’s reaction to having his prostate rubbed just right. I'm carving my name in you, aren’t I.
“Ahhh… yeah- Shingun-” the satisfaction in Jake’s sound felt electrifying even through Shin’s cock, even if he wasn’t the one pulsing sticky white cum. It was so much, he milked it from inside, Jake helping, bucking his hips down to where Shin's fingers were still pressing, and he resisted with all his sanity not to clean it with his tongue. He had other plans for it.
“That was… a lot. You look so hot when you cum, I hate you sometimes.” Shin smiled crookedly, excited for what he had in mind as he took both his hands to where cum still spilled and fell slowly throughout the length. “Makes me wanna…” He added, pretending that the thought had just popped in his head, gathering all the cum left from everywhere else it had reached; Jake’s abs, his chest, he used it all to work and slick the skin of Jake’s cock as he moved to straddle his waist, directing the tip to himself and sat down fast as if pain meant nothing or maybe like it meant everything and more.
Shin sucked in a breath, feeling the stretch distort his vision, that was already swimming, the burn prickle his skin that had been tangled up in thorny vines since that pill dissolved, pleasant, delicious needles to the bone. It must have been obvious in his smile, the gesture of Shin’s relishing on having Jake’s cock inside like every other night, like he’d kill for the rest of his life (fucking drugs and the thought they inject in me), for Jake’s moan twisted into a laugh that echoed in Shin’s ears, after which he was surrounded by Jake’s arms, holding his ribs like they’d fall apart without him, and brought him close to his chest to be whispered in the ear, “Ahh, you just love it so much don’t you? Never seen a cockslut quite like you.”
“Haha. Gonna make that mouth shut. Just…ah, fuck.”
For a moment everything came pouring down like rain over Shin’s tweaked psyche, but what he felt wasn’t altered at all; Jake’s hips bruising his inner thighs, the hands that felt like they couldn’t get enough of the tight hold on his ass, moved to tangle in his hair and back down to his waist, steady, urgent, as he barely began to roll his hips, the perdition in those blue eyes, mouth opened, hot breath, flushed chest, an anthology of the best things in his life. But that smirk, magnetic, screwed up, conceited to the brim, urging Shin to take Jake’s lower teeth row with two of his fingers and drag down, placing his other hand over Jake’s neck, hard, a rush of blood and shivers making his cock leak against pale skin, and his heart flutter when he saw it in Jake: excitement.
“Haaa… you want it harder don’t you?” Shin moaned and acted before he got an answer, circling his hand stronger until he felt the pulse right in his thumb.. He looked stunning. Choked and mouth forced open even if there was no air he could breathe in. The grip in Shin’s hips tightened so much he could already see the bruises that would adorn him in the morning, matching the one that would grace Jake’s neck too. He pictured it all, swaying his hips faster, knees steady as he fucked himself quick, the tip of Jake’s dick never leaving his body, endless friction then bumping right under his navel. He could have lost it, hearing his own moans rumble inside his head, reaching heaven but then Jake’s voice cut like a chainsaw in his delusion.
“Shin-gun… Let loose-'' He'd never heard Jake sound like that. So restrained and suffocated, and tears ran from his eyes, “Gonna pass out.”
It looked like it took so much inner strength from Jake to get those words out. Shin loosened his grip and ran his hand over the violet skin now marked by the shape of his insanity. “Goddamn that was good”. Jake gasped, words that, along with Jake’s satisfied, lit up expression, ripped the possibility of guilt emerging, a hidden reassurance from Jake; lustful blown pupils, perhaps even crazier than him.
Shin's heart twinged with love, as Jake thrusted up faster, burying himself deeper in him.
“Hit me.” Jake said in a low raspy tone, throat still affected.
“What?”
Shingun would be lying if he said he’d never wanted to do what Jake was asking, but hearing the words in his voice, unfiltered, startled him, heart skipping a beat.
“Don’t just sit on top of me looking all blushed because I asked, we know you wanna do it.”
A hard slap, right to Jake’s cheek. Shin’s palm tingled, and the sight of Jake’s red skin as his head was laid sideways because of the impact brought stars to his vision as if he had been the one to take a hit.
“Fuck!” Shin couldn’t stop himself from moaning out loud, louder than he’d been all night, and collided his palm with Jake’s face for the second time, unwarned, Jake the one moaning this time, looking fiercely at him, clenching his fist around Shin’s hip bones as he came hot and heavy inside, the enhanced sensation of being filled and the fact that being hit got Jake off making Shin cum right after, his quivering body arching back and forth as his whole being was overtaken by violent waves of dazzling shocks to his nerves, visions of his palm tattooed on Jake’s face swimming in his twisted mind as he rode down slowly the descent of his orgasm.
“Tell me why the fuck I didn’t know that this would happen if I hit you.'' Shin spoke when he’d regained his breath, lifting his hand to fondle with the softest touch the hot, tender skin between Jake’s cheekbone and jaw.
“You tell me how the fuck would I know, you think I go around letting nobodies touch me?” Jake lifted his body with his elbows, pressing his forehead to Shin’s. “And honestly, it’s on you for not trying it sooner. Can’t believe I had to ask. Are you getting softer Moon Shingun?”
“Don’t believe that was your opinion of me when I was racking you up.” A kiss to Shin’s neck. Jake’s blatant move, so distinctive of him like a wordless notice to Shin that he was more than ready to go again, right away.
“Mhhm.” Jake mumbled amidst an open mouthed kiss to the inside of Shin’s bicep, knowing well what he would get.
“And what’s with cumming straight away? You’re a freak, you know that?” Shin teased further, well aware of the cynicism in his words, cooperating as he lifted his arm so Jake could get his tongue well into his armpit, simultaneously getting thrown to his back whilst Jake knelt between his legs, on top of him, his dick still buried in.
He didn’t get too dizzy from the change, didn’t feel like the roof would collapse, internal clockwork forewarning that the effect of the pill he’d taken waa rather being washed down.
“I don’t know. You should do it regularly and we can seize if it was a coincidence of if I’m, as you say, fucked up.” Jake returned to Shin’s mouth and kissed him with a smile, taking his thighs to lift them, starting to fuck into Shin again, flowing nicely, as if every movement was a piece crafted perfectly to fit their reverend rite.
Yeah, the pill was washing off, but that altered state felt like it had come to stay.