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”Put those damn bandages back on.”
“How about you take off your clothes instead?”
“Stop trying to fuck me. Did you forget I burnt your skin off?”
“Still gonna kill you for that.”
“Big words from someone, already half dead.”
“Just so you know, I’m well and thriving.”
“You’re pitiful.”
“Yeah. That, and horny.”
And with that, Chishiya was grabbed by two, bloody hands, his chest pushed against another; dry and scarred lips attacking his, unrelenting. A tongue forced its way into his mouth, and he bit it. Sticky fingers on his neck, gripping tightly as an answer.
Niragi was trapped between a concrete wall and a deadly blonde, but his right hand was running wild. Leaving his red fingerprints on Chishiya’s body and clothes, he scratched his back, covering it in long, burning marks, feeling damn lucky for not biting his nails since he graduated high school.
Niragi leaned back, smirked, and tried to bite his companion’s neck, but he was cut short.
Chishiya pried the psycho’s hands off, pinning him against the wall face-first. He twisted his arms behind his back and forced them in place with one hand.
“Just so it’s clear, you’re the one getting dicked, not me,” he said, his tone cold, his voice steady. He ripped the shirt off of Niragi’s head, to which he hissed in pain.
Niragi tried to protest, but he was met with ignorance. Heated with anger, he cocked his head back, and smirked at the deep groan escaping Chishiya’s throat when their skulls knocked together.
“Dream on, fucker.”
Chishiya’s grip loosened, and Niragi managed to free himself. He turned around, completely forgetting that his entire face had been exposed.
He saw Chishiya’s bloody nose, almost feeling a bit guilty, but then simply decided that he couldn’t give a fuck, and grabbed the man by his neck, again.
“Not broken, is it?”
“I'm good.”
“That’s a shame. I'll try harder next time.”
“You’re blind in your right eye, aren’t you?”
Chishiya licked the blood off his lips and tilted his head to the left, furthermore exposing the handprint on his neck.
Niragi didn’t answer. Instead, he grabbed Chishiya’s hair and aggressively pulled on it, leaning down to bite into bare skin. His other hand once again got under his white sweatshirt, his fingertips trailing the previously left pink marks.
For the first time, Chishiya grabbed Niragi by his shoulder. His nails dug deep, breaking skin. He pulled him closer, closed his eyes, and bucked his hips forward.
They broke apart, and Niragi unbuckled his belt as Chishiya watched him. He reached for the blonde’s hips, but suddenly found himself shoved against the wall once more.
“You either play by my rules, or there’s no game,” Chishiya told him.
“Fuck you.”
“You wish.”
Niragi unzipped his pants and let them fall to the ground, the constant back-and-forth between them starting to lose its thrill. He relaxed his muscles and looked Chishiya in the eye. The left one, to be particular.
“Jerk me off.”
“What would I get from that?”
“I’ll do the same.”
Chishiya hooked his fingers in Niragi’s boxers and pulled them slightly lower while continuing to stare into his seeing eye.
“Don’t be a pussy,” Niragi groaned.
Chishiya smirked at him and slowly pulled Niragi’s underwear down all the way. He rested one of his hands on the man’s bandaged waist, the only place he left covered, measuring up his cock with the other. It felt the same as his own; hot, swelling skin, precum leaking. Except this one had a piercing at the tip.
Niragi threw his head back, not caring that it knocked on the wall behind him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The hand covering his most sacred part was different than what he was used to. Instead of the short, petite fingers his women had, Chishiya had a rough hand with a strong grip. Letting a man, who could easily cause him pain, touch him, excited him.
He blindly reached for Chishiya’s pants. The fact that he hadn’t experienced being with a man before, made him slightly anxious, and the way he struggled with that damn button caused Chishiya to laugh.
“Shut up,” Niragi said, hiding his embarrassment behind cockiness.
Chishiya grazed the hole at the tip of Niragi’s cock as he helped him taking his pants off. He pulled his own boxer down and let Niragi lift his head and look at it.
“I hope you get a fucking STD,” Niragi scoffed.
“From you? I might as well.”
“Keep it shut. Having a bigger dick doesn’t make you any better.”
“Jealous much?”
“I'm seriously going to murder you.”
Chishiya let go of Niragi’s cock and leaned in to speak, his breath hitting Niragi’s lips.
“Don’t threaten me with a good time.”
Niragi tried to touch himself, but the blonde stopped him. He stepped closer, their erections almost touching. Chishiya then took the other’s cock in his hand again, and Niragi did the same. They started jerking each other in a matching pace, steady, but painfully slow. Niragi whined.
Niragi kissed Chishiya, wild and deep, but not as forceful as before. It seemed he did enjoy being a bit caring from time to time. His tongue piercing hit Chishiya’s teeth, and the blonde bit Niragi’s bottom lip in response, tearing it. Niragi moaned in his mouth at the taste of his own blood, his hand tugging faster. Chishiya caught up to him and couldn’t help but play with Niragi’s piercing as he did so.
Chishiya broke the kiss, and licked the blood off of his lips. He grabbed Niragi’s neck with his free hand, and carefully kissed the burnt skin. He knew it wouldn’t heal properly, because the psycho refused to treat his own wounds. Chishiya kind of wanted to help him, but he was also sure that Niragi wouldn’t let him touch him. Except for whatever the fuck was going on between them right at that moment.
So, he just tried his best not to ruin Niragi’s body even more, and slowly kissed and licked every bit of his neck, which the man really seemed to enjoy. His breathing grew fast and unsteady, and goosebumps appeared on his skin. His muscles tensed, his eyes closed, his head making contact with that fucking wall, for the second time that night.
“Chish…” Niragi was cut off mid name by the same man he was calling for. Chishiya kissed a spot on his neck, and at first, it tickled, but then he bit down, and sucked on the skin, and it hurt, but this pain somehow felt different, and-
Chishiya froze, and Niragi’s soon-to-come release started to fade. He opened his eyes, and looked at the blonde, hungry and unsatisfied.
“What the fuck is up with you now, fucker?” he huffed.
“Say that again.”
“Say what again? Fucker?”
“No, not that, damn…Nevermind,” Chishiya said. He didn’t want to sound desperate, but it just felt so good to hear-
“Chish?” Niragi cocked and eyebrow, seeing the other blush slightly.
“What is it?” Chishiya tried to play it cool, but it was impossible, given the way his body reacted. His breath hitched, his cheeks flushed, and his cock throbbed in Niragi’s hand. He forced his wrist into motion again, and continued to pull the skin on Niragi’s member up and down. He did it faster than it was done to him, but Chishiya hoped the psycho wouldn’t notice.
And he didn’t. Niragi was too caught up in the moment to take note of anything. His body trembled, his knees gave in and buckled as he climaxed. Chishiya followed soon after, and he supported himself on the kneeling man in front of him, his own legs going weak.
“I’ll let you fuck me,” Niragi panted.
“Thought you would.”