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Ren couldn‘t get an eye closed
His mind playing the same things on loop Akechi was gone.
Or at least, that’s what everyone else believed.
Ren wasn’t sure what he believed anymore. He did not want to believe that…
The moment where they left him there had burned itself into his memory. The way his rival, his enemy, his something, had smiled in that final moment… something about it didn’t sit right with him. Like he was sure he'd make it. Or perhaps he wanted that to be how he'd meet his end.
Something in Ren’s gut refused to let it go.
The others told him he was just grieving. Ryuji had tried to get him to talk, Futaba had monitored the Metaverse for activity, and Morgana had reminded him, over and over again, that there was no way he could have survived.
And yet…
Ren still couldn’t let it go.
He hadn’t told them when he returned to the Metaverse alone the next day. His goal wasn‘t to explore it further. His goal was to find Akechi. So he didn‘t want to drag them along.
Wether he was alive or dead didn‘t matter to him. He had to find him.
He wanted to see Akechi to be with him again.
As he wandered he heard sounds. Anyone else would probably just say that It‘s a shadow. But he knew somewhere within his heart he knew it must be Akechi.
His heart lurched. It was faint, distant, but unmistakable. The sharp echo of a gun rang through the corridors and Ren’s feet moved before he could think.
His boots pounded against the floor, his breath tight in his chest as he followed the sound. He ran past multiple shadows that barely had time to react before he cut them down. His pulse clearly hearable in his ears. It couldn’t be. It was impossible. It had to be a trick of the Palace some last, lingering memory of Akechi.
Then he saw him.
Akechi was alive...
Barely.
His uniform already shady looking clothes now even more ripped and destroyed, his mask missing, his body trembling from exhaustion. Blood stained his gloves and dripped from a wound in his side. His breath came in ragged pants, but his grip on his gun was steady, his eyes sharp as he cut through the remaining shadows with desperate precision.
Ren screamed out.
„Akechi!“
The name left his lips before he could stop it.
Akechi froze.
Then, slowly, he turned, eyes wide with something unreadable. Perhaps it was shock maybe disbelief or a mix of it all. His lips parted as if to speak, but no words came.
The moment shattered as another wave of Shadows surged forward.
Ren didn’t hesitate. He lunged into the fight, standing at Akechi’s side once more. Just like before. Just like always.
And for the first time since then, Ren felt like he could breathe again.
Ren’s body moved on instinct. He fought with a intensity he hasn‘t faught in before, his sword slicing through Shadows with tears about to drop out of his eyes.
He wasn‘t sure wether it was out of happiniess because Akechi was alive or sadness because of the state Akechi was in.
Akechi was barely holding himself together. His movements were sharp but slowed by exhaustion, his stance faltering at times, his breath coming in painful gasps. Ren noticed how he winced with every step, how the wound in his side bled freely, staining his already ruined clothes.
They had to get out of here.
Ren’s dagger cut down the last Shadow, the distorted creature dissipating into nothing. Silence settled around them, thick and heavy. He turned to Akechi, his heart hammering in his chest.
„Akechi…“ Ren breathed, taking a step forward.
Akechi stumbled back, his gun still raised, aimed at Ren’s chest. His fingers trembled around the grip, but his eyes—those sharp, unreadable eyes—stayed locked onto Ren’s.
Ren didn’t flinch. He just stared, drinking in every detail. The dark circles beneath Akechi’s eyes, the way his shoulders trembled, the way his breath hitched, uneven and ragged.
Akechi was alive.
And yet, he looked like a man who had been left behind.
“What are you doing here?” Akechi’s voice was broken, like he hadn’t spoken in day, even if it was obvious he still tried to hide it, not wanting to show his weak
Ren stepped closer. „I missed you…“
Akechi let out a breathless chuckle. „You‘re an idiot. Coming here without your pecious friends.“ He shook his head. „I thought you were smarter than this.“
Ren frowned. „You think I wouldn’t come back for you?“
Akechi just stood there glaring at the man who he betrayed chest rising and falling too quickly. „You should have left me” he muttered. „That would have been easier.“
Ren’s jaw clenched was he for real? Who in their right mind would just leave his… friend to die. He wouldn‘t dare call Akechi anything more than a friend. He wasn‘t yet sure if all that what had happened was just another way to try and trick him. „No.“
Akechi’s eyes flickered with something he himself not sure what it was he was feeling in that moment. He swayed again, knees nearly buckling.
Ren quickly closed the distance in an instant. His arms caught Akechi just as the other man’s strength gave out. Akechi gasped, his body tensing against Ren’s. For a moment, it was just the two of them, Akechi’s weight pressing against Ren’s chest, his warmth seeping through his ruined clothes.
„Let go“ Akechi hissed while weakly pushing at Ren’s arms. But his struggles were feeble at best.
Ren didn’t let go. He held Akechi tighter, his fingers gripping the fabric of his tattered robe. „Not this time. Not ever again…“
Akechi let out a shuddering breath, his resistance faltering. Ren felt the tension in his body slowly lessen. His head tilting forward just slightly. Just enough for Ren to feel the warmth of his breath against his collarbone.
„You idiot“ Akechi whispered, voice barely audible.
Ren eyes closed, holding him closer. “I know.”
Akechi wasn’t lost.
And Ren would never leave him again. Would make sure he was never alone again.
For the next few minutes Ren clutched Akechi tightly. His fingers dug into the tattered remnants of Akechi’s coat, anchoring himself in the reality of the moment. Akechi was here, trembling, wounded, barely holding himself upright, but unmistakably alive.
„You should despise me“ he rasped his voice frayed with exhaustion and desperation. „After everything I’ve done, after…“
„I don’t“ Ren interjected his grip unyielding. „And I don’t think I ever could.“
Akechi’s breath hitched, his gaze darting away as though seeking refuge in the surrounding darkness. The silence between them was laden with unspoken words, but Ren chose not to press, not yet.
„We need to leave“ Ren murmured, adjusting his stance to better support Akechi’s weight. „You need medical attention.“
Akechi released a sharp breath, his lips curving into something that barely resembled his usual smirk. „And what makes you think I’ll allow that?“
Ren met his gaze, unwavering. „Because, at this point, you don’t have a choice.“
A flicker of something inscrutable crossed Akechi’s expression before he exhaled in resignation. „Fine. But don’t assume this means I’m losing to you.“
Ren’s lips quirked ever so slightly „I wouldn’t dream of it.“
Carefully he guided Akechi forward. Each step was unsteady his breathing shallow but Akechi no longer resisted. Ren navigated the ruins of the collapsing Metaverse with deliberate focus, ensuring Akechi remained upright.
Ren's hands trembled as he lowered Akechi onto the tattered couch in the Safe Room. He had to steady himself. Had to keep his breathing even, but his heart pounded with a frantic rhythm that refused to settle.
Akechi was pale the wound in his side still bleeding sttaining the fabric a deep crimson. He was barely clinging to consciousness.
Ren's fingers moved on instinct, digging through his inventory for anything, anything, that could help. His hands closed around a healing item, trembling as he pressed it against Akechi's wound. The soft glow of the magic seeped into the torn flesh, knitting it together, but it wasn’t enough.
„Akechi“ Ren murmured, watching his face for any sign of awareness.
Akechi’s eyes fluttered open just slightly, clouded with pain. „You“ his voice barely above a whisper. He swallowed and tried again. „You fool. You shouldn’t have come for me.“
Ren shook his head. „I told you already. I won’t leave you… I don‘t ever want to leave you again…“
akechi let out a weak laugh. „You always were insufferable.“
Ren focused instead on wrapping bandages around Akechi’s side. His hands worked with careful precision, trying to keep his own emotions at bay. „We need to get you somewhere safe“ he said, voice steady despite the storm raging inside him.
Akechi exhaled sharply, shifting slightly as if testing his own strength. His body tensed, his hand twitching before gripping the armrest weakly. „And then what?“
Ren hadn’t thought that far ahead. He had spent all this time chasing the impossible, refusing to believe Akechi was truly gone. And now that he was here, now that he had found him, the reality of the situation settled in.
Akechi had nowhere to go. No home to return to. No allies waiting for him. Except Ren of course.
And yet, Ren still refused to leave him.
„You’ll stay with me,“ Ren said finally, his voice resolute. „We’ll figure this out.“
Akechi scoffed, but there was little fire behind it. „You really are an idiot.“
Ren gave him a small smile. „I know.“
Silence fell between them again. Akechi’s breathing slowed slightly, his body no longer trembling as violently. Ren watched him, making sure he wouldn’t slip away.
It wasn’t over. They weren’t safe yet. But for now, Akechi was alive.
And that was enough to calm him for the moment.
The moments stretched on, the only sound between them was the soft, uneven rhythm of Akechi’s breathing. Ren’s mind raced, trying to process everything that had led to this point. His hands twitched, wanting to do more, to somehow erase the suffering written all over Akechi’s face.
Akechi stirred slightly, blinking up at Ren with something unreadable in his gaze. „You should hate m“ he muttered, his voice barely above a breath. „You should have let me disappear.“
Ren shook his head, the answer already firm in his heart. „I don't hate you. I could never hate the person that I… love.“
Akechi exhaled sharply, but it lacked the usual bite. His fingers curled slightly, like he wanted to grab onto something, onto Ren, but held himself back. He turned his face away, his jaw clenching. „You're such a fool“ he whispered, more to himself than to Ren.
Ren let the words settle between them. If Akechi still had the energy to insult him, then that meant he wasn’t too far gone yet. Did he love him back? Or was ever single moment they shared just a lie to eventually betray the phantom thieves? His head was filled with questions but those could wait till later.
Ren reached for his mask, setting it aside as he sat on the edge of the couch. His voice softened. „Let me be a fool, then. Let me be your fool.“
Akechi’s breath hitched. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment before finally exhaling letting his body relax, if only slightly, into Ren’s touch.
„You won't let go, will you?“ Akechi asked, his tone almost resigned.
Ren shook his head. „Not this time. Never again“
The Safe Room was quiet, a temporary sanctuary in the chaos of everything else. Akechi’s breathing slowed, and for the first time since Ren found him, some of the tension in his shoulders seemed to ease. But they had to leave. Needed to rest outside of the metaverse. What if anyone noticed Ren wasn‘t there? It wouldn‘t take his teammates and Sojiro long to find out that he went here by himself. They‘d be worried sick.
„We will leave now. Do you think you can make it?“ Joker asked, he couldn‘t risk losing his Prince… Akechi again.
Akechi let out a shaky breath, shifting against the tattered couch. He was clearly exhausted but that stubborn spark the one that never seemed to fade, still burned in his gaze.
„I don't need you to coddle me“ he muttered, attempting to push himself up. His arms trembled and he Fell again, his body betraying the confidence in his voice.
Ren didn't respond with words he simply reached out, steadying Akechi with a firm but gentle grip. Akechi stiffened at the contact, but he didn’t push him away this time.
„Not coddling“ Ren said quietly. „Just helping“
Akechi scoffed but didn’t argue. That alone told Ren how weak he really was.
Ren adjusted his hold, slinging Akechi’s arm over his shoulder, careful not to jostle his injured side. „We'll take it slow“ he murmured. „Just lean on me. If you want we can also cuddle hehe“
Akechi let out a breath that was almost a laugh. „You make it sound like we’re walking off into the sunset together.“
Ren smiled, despite the situation. „Would that be so bad? I could take a rest from all this.“
Akechi went silent at that. His weight against Ren felt heavier for a moment before he straightened, forcing himself to stand a little taller. „Let's just get this over with and maybe we can. Once… we save the world“ he muttered.
Ren nodded and led the way out of the Safe Room, keeping Akechi close.
As they walked, Akechi’s breathing grew more labored, his grip tightening around Ren’s shoulder. Ren slowed their pace, but Akechi’s body still trembled with exertion.
„Almost there“ Ren murmured, half to Akechi, half to himself.
Akechi gave a faint, bitter chuckle. „Should I call you my knight in shining armor?“
Ren could feel his cheeks light up.
Akechi's gaze flickered toward him, was that the smirk Ren loves he saw?
When they finally reached the exit, Ren turned his phone on, the distorted world of the Metaverse beginning to dissolve around them.
Akechi swayed. Ren barely had time to react before his weight fully collapsed against him.
Ren tightened his grip, shifting to support him. „Akechi!“
„I'm-“ Akechi tried to protest, but the words slurred, his body betraying him.
Panic took over Ren’s mind. He needed to get Akechi somewhere safe. His place? No he needs real help. The clinic? Maybe, but that might draw too much attention. Then it hit him. Takemi! She wouldn’t ask to many questions as long as she could keep Ren as her little lab rat. But would she be able to heal Injurien caused in the Meta Verse? He at least needs to try.
„We’re going to get help now. Stay with me, Akechi“ Ren murmured, adjusting his grip.
Akechi let out a breathy chuckle, though it was weak. „Trying“ he muttered.
Ren picked up his pace. Takemi’s clinic wasn’t far, but every second felt like an eternity. He could only hope she was still there, that she wouldn’t ask too many questions.
By the time he reached the familiar door, Akechi was barely conscious. Ren banged on it urgently, his voice tight. „Takemi! It’s me. Open up!“
There was a pause before the door creaked open. Takemi stood in the doorway, arms crossed, her usual cool demeanor intact, until she saw Akechi slumped against Ren. Her eyes widened slightly.
„What the hell happened to him?“ she asked, stepping aside quickly.
Ren didn’t answer, only dragged Akechi inside.
She gestured toward the examination table. „Put him there. And start talking.“
Ren hesitated before gently laying Akechi down. He winced as he pulled away, watching Akechi’s face contort in pain.
Takemi snapped on a pair of gloves, her expression unreadable as she examined him. „He’s lost a lot of blood. And his Sounds are deep.“ She shot Ren a look. „Explain.“
Ren tensed but nodded. „He got in a street fight… with a um group.“
Takemi sighed, rubbing her temples. „I swear, you always bring me the weirdest cases.” But she was already moving, grabbing supplies. „I’ll do what I can. But no promises.“
Ren pulled up a chair, refusing to take his eyes off Akechi.
„Will he be okay?“ he asked, his voice quieter now.
Takemi glanced at him, then at Akechi. She softened just slightly.
„Yes. He‘s your boyfriend, isn’t he?“ she murmured, pressing gauze against his wound.
Ren‘s cheeks turn pink. „It‘s difficult to explain… But no we‘re not together. I‘m not even sure if he actually likes me…“ He knew Akechi was in the same room. But could he even hear what he said?
„From what I saw you‘re head over heels for him. Why not just ask him out?“ Takemi said grabbing more medical supplies.
Ren sighed. He thought of that. Dreamed of that. But could he actually? „I might… I have to think about it. I don‘t want to destroy whatever is left of our relationship… quiet a few things happened between us you know?“
„You don‘t need to talk about it if you don‘t want to. Just know I‘m here if you need anyone to talk to or something.“ This wasn‘t really like Takemi but she just felt like offering her help to Ren.
„I know. Thank you.“
„No need to thank me.“
After that it went quiet between them, every second feeling like an eternity. Until those eternities were finally disrupted by her voice again. „I‘m done here. Can you bring him home or to your place?“
Akechi most definetly couldn‘t Return to Shido so the last Option was his only Option. „Yeah I can. I have to call Sojiro though. Wait I‘ll quickly go make the call!“ Ren quickly left the room and got his phone out… 14 missed calls… oh well according to the text messages they knew where he was. This call was going to be awkward…
„Ren?! Where have you been! Don‘t tell me you went to the Meta Verse to get that brat all by yourself!“ Sojiro‘s voice rang trough his ears.
Ren winced, holding the phone slightly away from his ear. „Uh… I can explain“
„Explain? Damn right, you’re gonna explain! Everyone’s been freaking out, Morgana’s been pacing like a damn lunatic, and you! what the hell were you thinking, going in there alone?!“
Ren swallowed hard, running a hand through his hair. „I had to. I couldn't just leave him, Sojiro.“
Silence. For a moment, Ren thought the call had dropped, but then Sojiro sighed heavily. „…Is he alive?“
„Yeah. Barely.“ Ren glanced toward the examination table where Akechi lay, his breathing still shallow but steadier than before. „Takemi patched him up, but he needs rest.“
Another pause. Then, Sojiro spoke again, quieter this time. „And you’re bringing him here, aren’t you?“
Ren hesitated… „He has nowhere else to go.“
Sojiro muttered something under his breath, but then, to Ren’s relief, he sighed again, resigned. „Fine. I will come pick you up.“
Ren exhaled, tension easing from his shoulders. „I will. Thanks, Dad.“
„Yeah, yeah. Just get your ass home. And don’t make me regret this.“
The call ended with a click.
Ren pocketed his phone and returned to Takemi’s clinic. She raised an eyebrow at him. „Well?“
„He’s coming with me.“
She nodded, already stripping off her gloves. „Figured. He’s stable, but he needs real rest, and you need to keep an eye on him.“
Ren gave her a small, grateful smile. „I’ll make sure of it."“
With Takemi’s help, he carefully lifted Akechi again, supporting his weight. Akechi stirred, groaning softly. His eyelids fluttered, and he barely cracked them open. „You... are still doing this huh?“ His voice was a rasp, but the ghost of a smirk played at his lips.
Ren chuckled. „Yeah. Afraid you’re stuck with me now.“
Akechi huffed weakly, letting his head rest against Ren’s shoulder. „Lucky me...“
As the car pulled up to the curb, Sojiro leaned against the driver's side door, arms crossed and expression unreadable. „Get in“ he said, his tone carrying the usual gruffness but with a hint of relief.
Ren and Akechi exchanged a glance before sliding into the backseat. The ride back to Yongen-Jaya was mostly silent, save for the low hum of the engine and the occasional sigh from Sojiro. Akechi kept sneaking glances at Ren, who stared out the window, deep in thought. The weight of everything that had happened still lingered between them.
When they finally arrived at Café Leblanc, Sojiro turned off the engine and let out a heavy sigh. „You’ve got some explaining to do“ he muttered, stepping out of the car. The two teens followed him inside, the familiar scent of coffee and curry washing over them like a comforting embrace.
Sojiro exhaled sharply and rubbed his temples. „Look, kid. I know you really like Akechi but I swear if you do something like that again…“
Ren nodded slowly, the tension in his chest easing slightly. „Yeah... I got it.“
Sojiro studied him for a moment before relenting with a small grunt. „Go upstairs and get some rest. Both of you. We’ll talk more tomorrow.“
Ren and Akeci exchanged a final glance before heading up to his attic room. The day had been long, and exhaustion was quickly catching up to them. For now, all they could do was rest and prepare for whatever came next.
Ren studied him, he loved watching Akechi there were so many things about him… „Akechi… I-“
Akechi turned to face him fully. „You like me? Is that what you wanted to say“
Ren reached out, fingers brushing against Akechi's wrist. „Do you like me back? Was it all just show back then? All the time we spent together? All the moments we shared?“ he asked directly.
Akechi tensed at the contact, but he didn't pull away. A long silence stretched between them
„I do like you.“ Akechi admitted. „It wasn‘t show. If I really was that desperate to get you tricked I would have actually become your boyfriend and not just gave you hints.“
Ren smiled faintly. „So… My Prince. May I call you mine?“
Akechi shook his head, but there was the barest hint of amusement in his eyes. He let out a quiet chuckle, the sound almost foreign coming from him. „I suppose but you are mine too.“
Ren took that as a victory. „Yep.“ he said, tugging Akechi gently away from the railing. „We should go to sleep now. You especially. You need to rest now-“
Akechi Interrupted him. „I know. I don‘t need your advice… Do you have any spare clothes?“
„Oh yeah wait.“ Ren quickly goes to his closet going trough his stuff and taking out his favorite shirt, which he knew Akechi would like as well as it was reaaaaaaaaaaaally comfortable, and pants.
Just as Akechi was about to change he noticed Ren staring at him, what he probably didn‘t even do conciously. „Turn around dumbass.“
Ren‘s cheeks turned a slight pink and turned around.
‚Cute‘ Akechi thought to himself as he changed. „Alright I‘m done.“
Ren turned around and damn it somehow pleased him to see Akechi wearing his clothes.
The detective laid down on the bed, it wasn‘t uncomfortable but for Akechi‘s standarts it was below average not that he expected something different. „Will you stop staring and lay down or do you plan on standing there for the rest of the night?“
That got Ren, who laid down next to his prince, out of is thoughts. „You‘re just so attractive. I couldn‘t help myself.“ Fuck he was horny…
„I know I am.“ Ren never understood where Akechi got all that confidence from. Perhaps it was just another trick to fool him, if so it most definetly worked as he could cleary feel something building up in his pants. „Good night“
„Night.“
…
Silence.
…
Ren couldn‘t sleep. Not with this boner. If he could just maybe get some kind of…
He held his breath for a second waiting to hear if Akechi is still sleeping before letting his hand slowly slide in his pants grapping his cock. Slowly letting his hand slide up and down his length while rubbing the head... If only it was the person sleeping next to him touching him like that. He could smell his amber note, oh how he loved it... If Joker could he'd make everything he owns smell like Akechi's sweet scent.
Ren bit his lip, suppressing a moan as he continued to stroke himself, imagining it was Akechi's pretty... perfect hand wrapped around his cock. He pictured his slender fingers tracing.
Lost in his thoughts, Ren's hips started to rocking slightly, thrusting into his own fist. His breath grew heavier, panting quietly as he neared the edge. He could feel the pressure building. With a final gasp, he came on his hand.... He should've take a tissue...
As the waves of pleasure washed over him, Ren quickly cleaned himself up, with a now present tissure. He desperately hoped Akechi hadn't woken up to witness that shameful solo session he just had.
Pulse still racing, he lays back down there in the darkness next to the person her just jerked off to, which didn't really helo as he tried to calm his breathing, all the while cursing himself for letting his teenage hormones get the better of him.
Somehow some part within him wanted Akechi to see him like this... He wanted to be touched by him. Wanted to feel Crow's body against his. But Ren had to stop he didn't want to get another boner.
Before he could stop himself his hand were already wrapped around Akechi's desperately nuzzling into his back. He had Akechi back he should make full use of it, do the things he was to scared to do before all the things he regretted the moment he left Akechi to die.
Before he could think anymore he felt Akechi shift as Crow turned around to wrap an arm around Joker. „Akechi? Are you awake?“ Ren wasn't sure which possible answer he'd prefer.
„I am.“ The in Ren's eyes most beautiful person ever to exist answered to his question. Did he hear Ren? Did he notice? Why didn't he say anything... Did he like that Ren was doing this? Some part of the trickster hoped his prince liked it.
"Did you seriously think I didn't notice? Are you that much of a fool? Or is this what you wanted? For me to find out what a slut you are." And now Ren was hard again.
"Fuck Goro...please touch me. I... I love you Goro." Ren admitted. He couldn't care less about his pride in a moment like this he just needed to be close to Akechi, to feel him, to feel that he is still here with him.
"You really are pathetic... To think someone like you defeated me." Akechi pressed his lips onto those of the trickster, who opens his mouth just enough to let his rivals tongue slip in. Both their tongues danced and danced, as neither Ren nor Akechi wanted it to end.
By the time their lips parted Ren was panting, the only thing connecting the both left was a sting of their mixed saliva.
Akechi however didn't need a break to breathe and instead leans in to kiss him again, grabbing a fist full of his black locks pulling Ren even closer than he already is. Ren moaned into the now more demanding kiss, which he could've sworn made Akechi smirk against his lips.
“How do you want it.” That question that didn't feel like a question sent shivers down Jokers spine. how did he want it??? There were so many options so many ways he wanted it.
The one he most wanted right now however was… “I want to suck you off Goro.” He didn't want it to sound this eager but by the way Crow was smirking he didn't exactly mind it. That moment he realized that he never sucked anyone off or even had sex… He just hoped that Akechi didn't have any high hopes with him. He did read enough yaoi to at least understand the basics.
“Well if you're so eager, go ahead.” With that Akechi pulled his pants off and his boxers followed after. He knew this day was going to come but being faced with the task ahead he was a little scared, not that he's admit it though, he was the fearless leader of the phantom thieves, not one to back down from a challenge.
This challenge was harder than all big bang burger challenges he's ever faced, well those burgers were bigger than what he was faced with, not to bring down the rather impressive length of Akechis member.
“Hm? Don't tell me that you, Joker, are scared.” Akechi said in a mocking tone. “Not scared. Just very turned on…” Ren answered in a somewhat dazed tone, like he was hypnotized by his prince.
Slowly, hesitantly at first, he leans in and drags his tongue along the underside of Akechi's thick shaft, tasting the salt and feeling it twitch at his touch.
Empowered by Akechi's soft groan, Ren gets a bit bolder. He places soft kisses on the pretty tip, just as pretty as Goro hinself, of Akechi’s cock. Once Akechi’s hand tangles in his hair he knows that it is time to wrap his lips around the swollen head. He suckles gently, swirling his tongue over the tip, lapping at the bead of pre-cum that leaks from the slit.
Slowly, torturously, Ren takes more of Akechi's thick length into his mouth, inch by throbbing inch. Akechi's musky yet somehow very comforting scent fills his nostrils, his aroma intoxicating and addictive.
Ren's tongue undulates along the rigid shaft as he bobs his head, establishing a steady rhythm. Lewd, wet sounds fill the room, the pleasing noises of Akechi's ragged breathing and slight whimpers here and there filled the room. Ren's own arousal strains urgently against his pants, leaking copiously and leaving a damp spot on his underwear.
“you're doing so good for me. Just a little more.” Akechi said surprisingly nice for his standards. His hands sink into Ren's black locks pulling him closer to Akechi's base.
The leader of the phantom thieves of hearts takes that as a sign to take Akechi's cock in as deep as possible. He's seen it on the internet and it's didn't look that hard. So he tried it… and full on gagged. Well that wasn't nice but seemed to have done the job as Ten heard Akechi mutter “Inside or outside.” What? Ren didn't exactly know what that meant but he had a vague idea. “Inside.” Ren said but it was barely understandable as Akechi’s cock was still in his mouth.
And then he felt it. His assumption about it being about well Akechi's… cum were correct. He felt the weird tasting liquid on his tongue and wanted to gag again. It was weirdly salty yet somehow just unknown tasting. Ren did try his own once just out of curiosity but it didn't taste like this at all… Before he knew it Akechi’s cock was pulled out of his mouth and he swallowed the cum before it could flow out of his mouth. For a short time the only sound that was noticeable was the panting of the two persona users. Ren couldn't be happier, with Goro with him now, alive and breathing. Panting because of him. It was all he ever wished for. Well not all but a big part of all he ever wished for.
“Do you maybe w-want to drink something? We could get you a glass of water?” Ren panted between spoken words. “That would be nice.” The other panted noticeably less. Did he have experience in this? Not that it mattered but Ren was curious to know who his detective had before him.
The stairs creaked under their feet on their way down, making a very unpleasant noise. Ren had always disliked the sound but now it was more annoying than ever before. But once they got down Ren shifted his attention back to his lovely detective prince. Who was already pouring them both each a glass of water. Once done he gave the Joker his and took a big sip of his own glass.
“Have you had sex before this?” His lovers words rang through his ears. If he hadn't quickly swallowed all the water, he'd likely have accidentally spit it all out. He hasn't really talked about his sex life with anyone before so he certainly didn't expect it.
“I have. But it was never anything meaningful, just meaningless one nighters.” Akechi answered once he regained his composure. Did he tell these ‘meaningless’ people the things he was told today? Was it just a trick to get what he wanted and leave.“Was this… just another all nighter? Will you have disappeared when I wake up in the morning…?” Ren asked. The tone in which he said it made Akechi think that something like that may have happened before, maybe he got betrayed by someone? Oh wait he tecnically did…
“I won't. I promise that I'll be there when you fall asleep and when you wake up. I won't leave you.” The way he said it left no room for doubt. Akechi would stay with Ren.
Ren didn’t say anything for a few seconds. He didn’t know what to say, was a simple thank you sufficent? Or should he say anything more meaningful? He swallowed hard and looked over at Akechi who despite his usual composed aura, looked… vulnerable.
„…You better not“ Ren mumbled, barely above a whisper. „If you disappear, I’ll actually kill you.”
Akechi huffed. „Noted. I mean it though. I’ll be here.“
Ren set his glass down a little too forcefully on the counter. „Okay“ His voice cracked slightly and he hated that it did. „Good.“
The silence settled again, thicker this time. Not awkward, just heavy with everything they hadn’t said yet, everything that had happened between them. Ren didn’t know what he was supposed to do now. Go back upstairs? Sit on the couch? Collapse into a puddle of feelings on the kitchen floor?
But Akechi moved first. He stepped closer, slow and careful, like Ren might shatter if he touched him too soon. And maybe he would’ve. But now? Now he just leaned into the warmth when Akechi wrapped an arm around him.
„I meant what I said.“ Ren said, the words muffled against Akechi's shoulder. „You’re not just some ‘one nighter’ I don’t… I don’t want this to be nothing.“
„It’s not.“ Akechi replied, without an inkling of hesitation. „Not to me.“
Ren let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. For once, the silence that followed didn’t feel quite so loud.