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Giyuu hated cheaters. He thought they were dirty, slobbish, disgusting lowlifes. He swore to himself that he would have enough self-respect to leave his partner if they ever cheated on him. His older sister had made sure that Giyuu grew up to be a strong, independent man, making sure he’d never need to rely on anyone else.
Which is what makes this whole situation even more baffling.
By textbook definition, Shinazugawa Sanemi was a cheater. He was going behind his partner’s back and sleeping around. So really, Giyuu should be fuming. He should be disgusted and repulsed by the man. But truthfully, Giyuu couldn’t really hate Shinazugawa when he wasn’t cheating on him. Yes, it’s still wrong, but why does it feel so exhilarating to sneak behind Kanae’s back?
Look, he felt bad, he really did. It couldn’t be helped though. Sanemi, with his ruggedly handsome face, gnarly scars that gave him that ‘approach me and I’ll kill you’ look, beefy and muscular build. Of course, Giyuu couldn’t help but be attracted to him. His arms that looked like they could crush a human skull, his chest that was so comfortable to use as a pillow -or looked like it would be. But Giyuu was never going to act upon his silly little crush, not when he found out Shinazugawa and Kanae were dating. Sure, he felt a little heartbroken at the news, but he would get over it.
He didn’t. How could he ever get over Sanemi when he was so good to him? The two of them started to hang out after kicking it off at one of their bi-weekly meetings with the rest of their friends. He and Sanemi had spoken almost the whole night, Giyuu almost forgot Kanae was even there. So, they decided to start hanging out together - as friends, of course.
At first, Giyuu thought this would be a great way to get over his crush. He and Sanemi could simply be friends. Friends that sat way too close to each other when they watched shitty films on Giyuu’s couch. Friends that fed each other off their forks after they ordered take-out in Sanemi and Kanae’s apartment while Kanae was out visiting family. Friends that ‘accidentally’ brushed hands when they made a move to grab something off the table. Friendly pecks on the cheeks that lingered long after the other had left. Friendly fingers running through black locks when Giyuu rested his head in Sanemi’s lap after an argument with his uncle.
It all came to a head when Sanemi came knocking on Giyuu’s door, thunder clapping in the sky as lightning illuminated the silhouette of the scarred man through his apartment window at 3am one night. Water dripped from white locks and traced down the sharp lines of Sanemi’s jaw, blue eyes trailing the motion until they flickered back up to lock with violet ones. The black-haired man’s breath hitched at the sight of Sanemi’s dark, hooded eyes staring back at him with such intensity.
No words were exchanged when rough hands grabbed the sides of Giyuu’s face and wet lips crashed against dry ones. He should have pushed him away, should have told him that this isn’t okay. But it was okay. It was so wrong but it was so okay. Nothing had ever felt so wrong but so right at the same time.
The messy sounds of kissing rang out through Giyuu’s apartment paired with the quiet yet pleased sighs from both men. The shorter man’s hands tangled themselves in snowy locks, gripping tight as Sanemi pushed him back against the wall. Muscular arms held him tight as cold lips, damp from the rain trailed kisses down the pale skin of Giyuu’s neck. It wasn’t until those same scarred arms were wrapped around his naked waist after hours of love-making that Giyuu asked Sanemi.
”What about Kanae?” His small voice echoed through his bedroom.
He felt the arms around his waist tighten, pulling him even closer into the embrace as gentle pecks were placed on his nape, fingers dancing over the lean muscle on the blue-eyed man’s stomach.
”What about her?” Came the eventual reply, gruff voice deep in his ear.
Giyuu turned himself around in Sanemi’s arms, legs still tangled together as he looked up at him. Slim fingers brushed white strands from violet eyes and settled on marked cheeks, skin warm under his touch.
“You’re still together.” Sanemi nuzzled into the palm on his face, pressing another kiss on the centre.
”We are. But I don’t love her.” This surprised Giyuu, thin eyebrows scrunching together in a display of his confusion.
”Then why are you still dating her?” The long-haired man asked, a hint of bitterness in his tone. If Sanemi didn’t love Kanae, then why didn’t he break up with her? Then he and Sanemi could be together.
”Because our lease doesn’t end until May. I have nowhere to go if she decides to kick me out and I won’t get the deposit money back until the end of the lease.” The white-haired man replied. It made sense, actually. But-
“Stay with me. I live alone and you’re here half the time anyway.” The slight pout on Giyuu’s lips as he spoke made a fondness spread through Sanemi’s chest
The scarred man sighed, forehead resting against his -well, not boyfriend, but - lover’s forehead.
”I wish it was that easy, Babydoll. I can’t though, I need that deposit money back.” And he did. His job was good, made ends meet, but with that deposit money he could contribute to Genya’s tuition fees.
The conversation drifted to different topics after that. They both agreed to keep this on the low, not wanting to mess things up with Sanemi and Kanae’s lease. That didn't stop them from seeing each other, however. In fact, Sanemi was round Giyuu’s place every two days, the two of them almost always ending up under the covers together. Guilt was heavy in Giyuu’s chest the first few times it happened. He was falling for the thing he hated the most. Who’s to say Sanemi wouldn’t cheat on him when they finally got together?
He didn’t know, but something told him that the scarred man wouldn’t do that to him. A silly thing, really, since Kanae probably told herself the same thing when the two of them first got together. But Giyuu had a good intuition, he was usually correct about this kind of stuff. It was hard, though. Giyuu was getting greedy. He wanted Sanemi all the time. Jealousy settled in his chest and throat whenever his secret lover would go back to acting all lovey-dovey with Kanae the day after they’d spent the whole evening fucking. No matter how many times Sanemi told him that it was just for the sake of getting the deposit back, it never got easier. He had no right to feel this way, Giyuu knew that. It didn’t stop him from acting upon these negative emotions though.
Their first ‘argument’ happened about a month into their little agreement. It couldn’t really be called an argument, it was more like Giyuu whining and bitching while Sanemi was eating him out from behind, hands gripping his ass while the white-haired man half-heartedly listened to the shorter man’s complaints.
“When-ngh- when are you g-gonn- fuck! Gonna leave her?” Giyuu spoke through the gasps and moans escaping his drool-covered lips. His forehead made contact with the soft white pillow under him when he felt a rough, scarred hand wrap tightly around his dick, stroking in time with the tongue lapping at his entrance.
Sanemi’s answering groan was muffled by Giyuu’s loud whines and moans, hips rocking back against the taller’s mouth. He was so close, but he still wanted an answer to his question.
”Hng-! Daddy please! Answer me- ungh!” The raven’s words were cut off when Sanemi’s large cock suddenly filled his ass in one rough motion, the stretch brought tears to Giyuu’s eyes and he loved it.
”So impatient, Babydoll. You know I only want you, I couldn’t give a fuck about her.” A deep voice whispered in his ear, sending shivers down Giyuu’s spine.
He felt the muscled chest against his back as he was pressed even further into the mattress, Sanemi’s hips brutally thrusting as the slapping of skin and loud moans filled the room. Giyuu felt the rough smacking of Sanemi’s balls against his ass as a hand tangled itself in his hair, pulling him into an even further arch. His moans increased in volume as teeth left marks down his neck and shoulders.
”Hm? Isn’t that right, Doll? You know Daddy only wants you. It’s only -shit- two more months… hah.. then I’m all yours..” The older man’s voice was heavy with lust and authority, making Giyuu’s ass tighten around the heavy cock that was poking through his fucking stomach, oh God.
Any thoughts of complaining evaporated from the blue-eyed man’s head as he lost himself to the pleasure he was currently feeling. He loved when Sanemi was rough, desperate even. It reassured him that he was the one Sanemi wanted, not Kanae. Yes, it was wrong, but fuck if it wasn’t addicting. In fact, she was the last thing on Giyuu’s mind after another two rounds of relentless pounding from the scarred man.
He passed out after the third orgasm, and woke up in the bathtub, back resting against his love’s chest. He sighed in content, nestling even further into the warm embrace. Loving kisses were pressed against his neck, face, hair and shoulders as he felt those same rough hands gently rinse the grime off his body. He’d never felt so content in his life. But it didn’t last too long as he remembered that this was temporary.
Sanemi seemed to notice the change in Giyuu’s mood as he raised his head from his shoulder, hooking his chin over it to look at the beautiful face of his lover.
”What’s wrong, Baby?”
Another sigh left Giyuu’s mouth, though this time it wasn’t a pleased one.
“You always have to leave. It’s not fair.” He tilted his head back against the warm shoulder behind him, eyes closing once again.
Warm lips left a trail of soft kisses on the side of his face, strong arms bringing Giyuu into the older man’s lap.
”Not tonight Baby, Kanae’s staying with her family for three nights. I’m all yours until she returns.” Now this cheered Giyuu up. Three whole days uninterrupted with Sanemi? What a dream.
He turned his face to look at Sanemi, so close their noses were touching. His eyes were wide with excitement as he looked up at him, lips curving up into a big grin. Sanemi looked back down at him with a fond expression, thumbs rubbing circles into his hipbone as he locked eyes with Giyuu.
“Really? You’re not lying, are you? I’ll kill you if you’re lying.” There was no denying the cheeriness in his voice, and the scarred man let out a soft chuckle that Giyuu felt on his cheek, pressing his forehead with the shorter man’s.
“No, ‘m not lying Doll.”
This made Giyuu turn fully in Sanemi’s embrace, wrapping his arms around his neck as he pushed himself so they were chest-to-chest. Their noses were still touching, eyes locked as Giyuu’s excitement was visible on his cute face. Sanemi really couldn’t get enough of him. Sometimes Sanemi got so impatient about this stupid lease ending, he wanted to be with Giyuu, he needed to stay with him. Kanae was beginning to get suspicious, though. He knew he had to be more careful. He couldn’t help it though, all Giyuu had to do was bat his pretty lashes at him once and he was at his beck and call.
He couldn’t risk it though, he knew that once Kanae came back from staying with family, he’d have to pull in the reins with Giyuu. He did feel bad for Kanae, she still loved and he knew that. The way she’d always greet him happily, give him a kiss goodnight, call him and text him multiple times a day. He had loved her, he really did. They had promised each other a happy life, once they moved in together, the two had begun to think about marriage. But that was before Giyuu. Before this beautiful man came along and made him feel things he didn’t realise he could feel. At first, Sanemi thought he could ignore it. He thought he could ignore the constant heat pooling in his gut or the tug at his chest whenever he saw Giyuu.
He told himself it was just a desire. It didn’t mean anything. But, then he started actually talking to Giyuu, and started to know more about him than just a pretty face and a beautiful body. Before he realised it, he had fallen, he had fallen so deeply that there was no hope of resurfacing from the ocean that was Giyuu. Thus began the sneaking around, the stolen kisses and brushing hands in public, still where nobody could see them. He’d started spoiling Giyuu, buying whatever his little heart desired, driving him around whenever he could. Sanemi could see that Giyuu was getting greedy, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care because he too was getting greedy.
These two months until the lease ended felt like an eternity. He was getting impatient, he wanted to stay with Giyuu, wanted to love him forever. He’d unlocked a side to Sanemi that Kanae never could. This animalistic, primal urge to wreck Giyuu until all he remembered was Sanemi, and then take care of him so gently, love him until he melted. The need to protect him, keep him all to himself. He knew Giyuu could take care of himself, he was strong, impressively so. He’d seen the muscles under his clothes and God, did they make Sanemi’s mouth water. But still, he wanted to be the provider for Giyuu. Wanted to make it so he’d never have to lift a finger ever again.
And he would, but they just had to wait.
Things took a turn when Kanae asked Sanemi a question that made him pause. It had been a week since she came back from staying with family, a week since Giyuu and himself had spent three whole days just being together, making love and loving each other. Sanemi had never felt better actually. It was a small glimpse into the life they’d have together soon.
“Do you still love me, Sanemi?” Kanae’s words had rooted him to his spot in their shared living room.
He turned to face her, eyes wide. He didn’t know what to say. She sounded so sad, so unsure and it should have made Sanemi feel guilty. It didn’t. He didn’t know how to tell her that he didn’t love her, that he loved someone else without messing up the lease. He really needed this money, he would have left already if he didn’t need the money. So, he did what he did best, he lied to her.
”Of course I love you, Kanae.”
That seemed to do the trick as her eyes lit up and she hugged him, placing a sweet kiss on his cheek. He tried not to grimace at the affection, he didn’t want her kisses anymore.
”But, then… where have you been going all the time? You’re hardly here anymore, Nemi.” The nickname didn’t sound right coming from her mouth anymore.
“I told you, work has been a pain in the ass recently. Group projects have been taking up a lot of time.” It wasn’t exactly a lie, but he didn’t mention that most of his free time was spent with Giyuu instead of at home with his girlfriend.
She believed him, at least appeared to believe him, and that was the end of that conversation. She went on to talk about her time with her family, Sanemi half listening while texting Giyuu. He responded when necessary, but his attention was primarily on Giyuu’s messages. He could keep his composure until Giyuu sent him a video. The thumbnail was just his face, nothing too crazy. He thought it would be fine to open as Kanae rambled on about her younger sister, Shinobu.
He had to regain his composure when he opened the video and it showed Giyuu, phone placed down on his bed as he knelt on the mattress in nothing but his boxers. He then turned around, slipping his boxers off and leaning forward on his arms slightly to reveal his ass to the camera. His jaw dropped when he saw a dark green - Sanemi’s favourite colour - butt plug nestled between soft and plump cheeks. An elegant hand gripped one side and pulled his ass apart slightly, revealing more of the plug. It made Sanemi extremely horny, the view on his screen making him completely block out whatever his girlfriend was saying.
He replied a snarky message to the video, promising to fuck Giyuu through the mattress the next time he saw him. Though, he knew that it wouldn’t be a punishment for either of them.
“-And I think she likes Giyuu, but I can never tell with her.” Kanae suddenly had all of Sanemi’s attention.
”What? Who?” His tone came out sharper than he intended, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care. The thought of anyone but himself being with Giyuu made anger course through his veins.
”Shinobu? I thought I said that already.” Her voice sounded a tad bit irritated.
Shinobu? Kanae’s younger sister liked Giyuu? That sounded wrong. As far as Sanemi knew, the two of them rarely interacted.
”Have they ever spoken to each other?” He asked, clearly confused.
Kanae was even more confused than her boyfriend. She had been speaking about Shinobu the whole time. Had he not been paying attention? Was he really on his phone the whole time? Now that she looks, his face seemed to be a bit flushed. He seemed intrigued as soon as she mentioned Giyuu, though. Well, she couldn’t blame him. The two of them were good friends, after all. Kanae was glad to see the two of them get along after starting on the wrong foot. She could have sworn that Sanemi was going to actually murder Giyuu one day from the way he glared at him. Though, it was a tad strange how the two of them seemed to just switch almost overnight. She just chalked it up to them maturing.
”Yeah? She works at the café with him.” Ah, that made sense.
”Hm. I don’t think he’s interested.”
This took Kanae back a little. How does he know?
”And why not? Shinobu is smart and pretty.” She got a little defensive.
”I’m just saying I don’t think he’s looking for anyone right now. Nothing against your sister, of course.” He lied, it was everything against her little sister. That pest.
”Well, I’m encouraging her to tell him her feelings. I think they’d be cute together. Like me and you, y’know?” No, he didn’t know. He didn’t want to know at all, actually.
”Well, it’s up to her at the end of the day. I think I’m gonna go shower and head to bed.” Sanemi got up off the couch, definitely not sporting a boner from Giyuu’s video earlier.
“Oh? Care for a little company, Nemi?” Kanae’s voice went a little lower, a seductive tone lining her words. It didn’t have the effect it should have on Sanemi anymore.
”Nah, not tonight. I’m feeling a little tired from work. Maybe another time, Kanae.” He walked towards their shared room to get his sleep clothes.
That was not her thing Kanae had noticed. It seemed like Sanemi never wanted to have sex anymore. Hell, even the kisses and hugs have been almost vacant these last few weeks. She tried not to think about it too much, after all Sanemi did say work has been busy. But it has taken a toll on her. They used to have sex multiple times a week, their shared drive making it an almost daily occurrence for the two. Though, it's been almost a month since they’d even made out. Was he just not attracted to her anymore? The thought made her a little sad, but she pushed the thought to the back of her mind, standing up with a new mission. Make Sanemi want to fuck her.
Meanwhile, Sanemi was a little preoccupied in the shower room. As soon as he’d turned on the water, he turned his camera on to reply to Giyuu’s video. God, he was so hard as he played it over again. Giyuu knew his ass drove him absolutely insane, that paired with the plug in his favourite colour? He was trying to kill Sanemi. So, in response, he sent a video back.
He knew Giyuu had a thing for his scarred chest. The black-haired man often lapped his tongue over the spanse of the muscled flesh, blue doe eyes staring up at Sanemi as he took a nipple into his pretty pink mouth. So, he sent a video of himself in the dimly lit shower, water dripping down his chest and over his abs, stopping the video just before he showed his hard dick. That was sure to rile Giyuu up.
He’d just rinsed the shampoo out of his hair when he heard the notification come through his phone. He rinsed his hands on the towel hanging up beside the shower as he grabbed his phone. Giyuu replied with another video. Sanemi knew this was a dangerous game to play while Kanae was home as both men could go back and forth for almost the whole day. It seemed Giyuu didn’t want to wait any longer however, as he clicked on the new video it showed a dirty scene that made a bit of precum dribble down Sanemi’s tip.
Giyuu was now facing the camera, Sanemi’s oversized tee hiked up to reveal pretty pink nipples and a toned stomach as the end of the shirt was held between Giyuu’s teeth. He had removed his boxers, hard cock now on display for Sanemi’s viewing pleasure. He watched as Giyuu, on his screen, took two slicked up fingers and slid them down his chest, running over his nipples for a few seconds until they were hard. The fingers continued their track down until they slid past the flushed and hard cock, thrusting up into his now-loose ass. They moved in and out, a squelching noise accompanying the motion. The shirt slipped through Giyuu’s teeth, getting caught above his hard cock. His head was thrown back as high pitched moans escaped his lips.
The video went on like that, Giyuu’s free hand eventually wrapping around his dick and stroking it in time with his fingers. Eventually, Giyuu’s teary eyes looked into the camera as he met his release. It was a filthy image, loose hair curled as sweat dripped down his pretty face, lips bitten red and drooling as he moaned loudly, cum leaking down his pretty fingers as he stroked himself through his orgasm. As if that wasn’t enough, Giyuu ended the video by grabbing the phone with one hand as he laid back on his silk pillows, and brought his cum-stained fingers up to his mouth to lick clean with the phone focused on his pretty face.
Sanemi’s fingers gripped the phone tight, stopping himself from just leaving and going over to Giyuu’s and shoving his cock down his pliant mouth and throat fucking him until the younger man was gagging with tears flowing down his cheeks.
Fine. He wants to play like that?
Sanemi sent his own video back, holding the phone in one hand as he angled it down, making sure to capture his face and cock in the frame, carefully avoiding getting his phone covered in water.. He began stroking himself slowly, head resting against the cold tiles as he finally relieved himself on camera, making sure to keep his face visible to the camera. He began stroking faster as the thought of Giyuu flooded his head. He moaned a little louder, Giyuu’s name slipping into the mixture of gasps and grunts that were barely audible over the rush of the shower above him. He came not too long after, water washing the cum away as he finished the video and sent it off.
These videos were great for when they couldn’t see each other in person. It kept the fire between them alight, not like it would be easy to extinguish. This heat between Sanemi and Giyuu was nothing like Sanemi and Kanae. This was more than a sexual desire, or a teenage relationship that had dragged its way into adulthood and was slowly dying out. No, this was real. This passion and overwhelming need for Giyuu to be by his side would never die. He had already fallen and he had fallen hard. He just needed to wait, fuck it was so hard though.
He quickly saved the videos from Giyuu into the locked folder in his camera role named ‘<3’ and shut his phone off, placing it on the sink as he dried himself off and changed into his sleepwear. Unlike when he stayed with Giyuu, Sanemi had a shirt and sweatpants on. He checked the time and realised it had been over an hour since he got into the shower. Damn, that long?
He stepped into their bedroom, expecting to see Kanae already asleep. He was surprised to see her on her phone, one of Sanemi’s own shirts over her body as she laid stomach down over the covers. She heard him come in and turned over, making sure the shirt hiked up a little to reveal the pink thong she had changed into.
Sanemi’s eyes widened at the sight, the view reminding him of Giyuu’s video earlier. It became apparent to Sanemi that Kanae was trying to seduce him, but unfortunately Sanemi was spent for the night after the shower. Not that she had the same effect on him anymore either way. She was a beautiful woman, he knew this. It was part of the reason he fell in love with her, aside from her genuine kindness. She was sure to have guys turning their heads in the streets, hell, girls too. He knew she was beautiful, but he didn’t feel the familiar heat pooling in his gut anymore.
When he saw Kanae, he was only reminded of Giyuu. Giyuu’s beautiful long hair, his bright blue eyes, his strong toned legs, his long eyelashes that fluttered against his cheeks when his eyes blinked. When he saw Kanae lying in his shirt on their bed, he was only reminded of why Giyuu was better.
It made him feel a little guilty. His girlfriend had clearly put in effort to try and bed him tonight, but he simply couldn’t force himself to feel the things he used too.
“What took you so long?” She asked him.
”I had to wash my hair, sorry for taking a while.” He replied, already getting under the covers and plugging his locked phone into his charger.
“Hey, I was kinda hoping we could- y’know? It’s been a while..” Her voice was barely above a whisper.
Sanemi sighed, facing his girlfriend, “I’m sorry, Kanae. I wasn’t lying about being tired from work. Look, it’s really nothing personal. I just don’t have any energy tonight.”
Kanae nodded, ever so understanding, “Of course, Baby. Get a good sleep, hm?” She leaned over to give him a kiss on the lips. She snuggled up next to him and eventually drifted off to sleep.
Sanemi stayed up until she had fell asleep, waiting until she was deep in her slumber to turn over and grab his phone.
He saw another message from Giyuu,
Hey. I miss you, come over tomorrow?
Sanemi smiled down at his phone,
Of course, Doll. You gonna get all dressed up for me Baby? Wanna fuck you until your mascara’s dripping.
He bit his lip as the three dots appeared on his screen, eager for Giyuu’s reply.
Anything for you Daddy.
He grinned even wider, typing out a loving goodnight message and making sure he told Giyuu to look after himself until he arrived tomorrow.
Unaware of his girlfriend’s eyes behind him, watching him smile down at his phone.
”Who’s that, Nemi?”
Fuck, Sanemi jumped at the sound of Kanae’s voice.
”Shit, you scared me. I thought you were asleep.” He turned over to look at her, not before turning his phone off and placing it face down on the bedside table. These things didn’t escape Kanae’s watchful eye, she’d been worrying about Sanemi’s behaviour lately, and all these signs made Kanae dread the truth a little.
”The light from your screen woke me up.”
“Ah, sorry. Go back to sleep, it's okay.” He turned to face her fully and tucked himself into the covers once again.
”But who were you messaging?” She asked again.
”It was just work. Something about the project.” His words came a little too quickly.
”Hm.” She just closed her eyes again, wanting to sleep off the sinking feeling in her stomach.
Tomorrow came way too soon for Kanae, her alarm blaring as she begrudgingly got up for work. The feeling in her stomach hadn’t left, in fact it had gotten worse. She didn’t know how to face this. She didn’t actually think Sanemi was cheating on her, she was overthinking. She knew he was better than that. He still loved her, the sweet kiss he placed on her forehead before he left for work earlier that day confirmed that. That small bit of affection made her feel a lot better actually.
She left their apartment feeling a little better than when she woke up.
As for Sanemi, tomorrow couldn’t have come fast enough. He woke up in an extremely good mood, the excitement of seeing Giyuu later after almost a week of not seeing him made him happy.Though, he knew he’d acted way too suspicious last night with Kanae. He could see the distress in her face when she woke up. So, he gave her a kiss on the forehead before he left for work that day. It was an action he knew that she loved. It seemed to work as she smiled brightly before he closed the door. He felt guilty for going behind her back, but what else could he do? The money was only a month away now, it was just a matter of time before he and Giyuu could really be with each other.
His good mood was apparent to his coworkers, apparently, as Tengen came over to him at his desk with a knowing grin.
”Well, someone got some last night. Kanae treat you well?” The teasing tone in his voice made Sanemi a little irritated, but he chose to go along with it so as to not raise suspicion.
After all, Tengen was a part of their friend group. If any of them ever found out that he was cheating on Kanae with Giyuu, they’d be disappointed. Not that he cared, he just didn’t want them chastising Giyuu. He couldn’t give a fuck about what they felt, after all, he was happy with Giyuu.
”Uh, sure.” Sanemi replied to Tengen’s question. This caused his friend’s grin to grow even wider.
”Aha! I knew it! You’re smiling like you slept with a coat hanger in your mouth, you dirty dog.”
Well, he wasn’t exactly wrong, per say.
Tengen’s loud voice alerted the attention of their other friends and coworkers, Kyojuro and Obanai. He and Obanai were always close, and Kyojuro was always in a good mood, so considered them to be good friends.
”What’s this I hear about Sanemi and Kanae?” Kyojuro, as loud as ever, asked.
”Oh, nothing. Just the two of them still going strong after what, 6 years together! It’s admirable, really.” Tengen replied.
”Wow! 6 years! What a committed man you are Sanemi! She is surely lucky to have you!” The fiery man spoke, smiling brightly.
Oh, if only you knew who was actually making me happy.
“Uh, yeah I guess so.” Sanemi replied, getting a little tired of this conversation already.
“Hm, yes, she is lucky indeed.” The sharp voice of Obanai cut through the air. He looked at Sanemi, eyes glinting with slight suspicion. It made Sanemi’s skin crawl a little. What the hell was he looking at?
The conversation died after that, his friends changing the topic. Sanemi was glad, Obanai’s look had made him a little put-off.
Though, it appeared Sanemi was not that lucky. Obanai cornered him as he was leaving to go to his car, planning on going straight to Giyuu’s. He’d just sent the message to Giyuu, letting him know he was about to make his way over when he heard his friend’s footprints approaching.
He barely looked up when Obanai spoke.
”Mitsuri told me that Kanae thinks you’re acting weird.” Blunt as ever.
Sanemi gave him an odd look, “The hell are you on about?”
“Look, she just told me that Kanae said you’ve been acting differently. Smiling at your phone, coming home later. What’s going on? Mitsuri’s worried you’re seeing someone else.” Obanai raised one eyebrow. He didn’t think that Sanemi would cheat, personally. He didn’t really care, actually, but his fiancée was upset because Kanae was upset. He simply wanted to reassure her that nothing was going on.
”Look, Obanai, you know as well as me that work has been busy. I'm not seeing another woman, so tell Mitsuri that me and Kanae are fine.” Sanemi didn’t exactly lie, after all, Giyuu wasn’t a woman.
Obanai simply nodded, “I knew you were fine, it's just Mitsuri worrying. See you tomorrow, Sanemi.” He then walked off.
Rolling his eyes, Sanemi walked towards his car and made his way to Giyuu’s apartment. He sent Kanae a message, telling her that he was hanging out with Giyuu for a little. She wouldn’t suspect anything, after all, she knew he and Giyuu were good friends. Sanemi sped up his walk when Giyuu sent a photo of himself from a higher up angle, face looking up into the camera, his pale thighs exposed as he was in nothing but Sanemi’ shirt again. He had a joint hanging from his lips and the photo was captioned,
‘Smoke me out first? ;)’
Kanae was finishing up at work when she got a message from her younger sister, immediately taking her phone from her pocket when he heard the notification.
Can you drop me off at Tomioka’s apartment? I want to invite him out for dinner.
Kanae smiled happily at her phone. She was glad that Shinobu listened to her advice. She could tell that her younger sister really liked her coworker and Kanae’s own friend. She thought they’d be cute together. She never really spoke to Tomioka, but she thought he was sweet.
Of course! I’ll wait in the car ;)’
She got her keys, said her farewells to her coworker, Mitsuri, and made her way to her car. The drive to Shinobu’s apartment wasn’t that long, so she sent her little sister a message to let her know of her arrival. It wasn’t long until Shinobu emerged wearing a cute purple skirt and white cropped tee. She looked pretty, and Kanae was sure that Tomioka wouldn’t be able to resist her invite.
”You look so cute! He won’t be able to take his eyes off you.” Kanae spoke as soon as the younger sister sat in the passenger seat.
Shinobu flushed, “Shut up! I’m so nervous. What if he says no?” She sounded unsure.
”Nonsense! How could anyone not like a cute girl like you?” The older girl reassured her younger sister. She was sure, after all. Tomioka was sure to like her younger sister, she was kind and pretty and showed interest in him.
They made their way to Tomioka’s apartment, Kanae remembering the address after she’d dropped him off some cookies she’d baked one time. She could see Shinobu’s nerves as she played with the hem of her skirt.
”Don’t worry, little sister. I’m sure he’ll say yes.” She placed her hand atop her sister’s, a comforting act.
Shinobu looked up and smiled, “Thank you, Kanae.”
They pulled into the apartment block’s car park. Kanae was surprised to see Sanemi’s car already parked.
“Eh? Is that your boyfriend’s car?” Shinobu spoke, also noticing the car parked opposite them.
Kanae checked her phone and saw an unread text from Sanemi, letting her know that he was in fact going to hang out with Giyuu. Huh, she must have missed it.
”It appears he’s hanging out with Giyuu. Well, don’t let that stop you! I’ll come up with you and take Sanemi home so you can ask Giyuu, hm?” Kanae said.
Shinobu nodded and they made their way up to Giyuu’s apartment. They stopped outside his door and Shinobu held her hand up to knock, but Kanae stopped her with her hand,
”Wait, what’s that noise?” She spoke, pressing her ear against the door. Her eyes widened as she heard the muffled noises clearer. High-pitched moans and the sound of skin slapping echoed through Giyuu’s apartment. She held her hand to her mouth, her reaction gaining Shinobu’s attention. The shorter girl mirrored Kanae’s actions, placing her own ear against the door, jaw dropping once she heard the filthy sounds.
”M-maybe they’re just watching a film?” Shinobu whispered, trying to reassure her sister.
Kanae ignored her, pressing her ear closer. It couldn’t be a movie, not when she heard the distinct voice of Sanemi,
‘Fuck, Giyuu. Look at you, wrecked from my fingers alone.”
It seemed Shinobu had also recognised Sanemi’s voice, her reaction intensifying when she heard him groan Giyuu’s name. Kanae tried the door handle, and to her luck, the door was unlocked. She signaled Shinobu to keep quiet as she slowly opened the door. The smell of sex and cigarettes and- is that weed?- permeated the apartment air.
The sight made her audibly gasp. Shinobu pushed the door the rest of the way open and also gasped as she saw the image in front of her.
On the couch, was a shirtless Sanemi, her sister’s boyfriend, and Giyuu, her own crush, sitting in his lap in nothing but Sanemi’s top, mascara dripping down his cheeks as Sanemi’s scarred fingers fucked him open. She felt her heart drop to her stomach, unable to take her eyes off the scene in front of her.
Kanae wasn’t in a much better place, tears welling up in her eyes as she watched her own boyfriend trail kisses down Giyuu - someone other than her-‘s neck. It appeared that neither had noticed their entrance as they continued. Giyuu’s back arched when Sanemi fucked his fingers deeper, wrapping his free hand in long black hair and pulling his head back to kiss more of his neck.
The younger Kocho broke out of the trance first and yelled,
“What the FUCK?!”
The volume of her yelling made Kanae snap back into reality. Tears were now pouring down her face as the realisation dawned over her. All those times, all those smiles at his screen. She was right, he had been cheating on her, with Giyuu. Fuck, she should have known. She was so fucking stupid, she should have seen the signs. They were close, after all, but until now Kanae didn’t know just how close.
Both men snapped their heads towards the door, eyes widening when they saw Kanae and Shinobu standing there. The older Kocho was crying while the younger looked furious.
Neither spoke a word, Sanemi’s fingers were still very much inside Giyuu. Giyuu was still unconsciously grinding on those fingers. It was not looking very good for them right now. Sanemi immediately covered Giyuu’s half-naked form
“Are you fucking kidding me? You’re cheating on my sister?!” Shinobu yelled, anger evident in her voice.
”Uh-“
”And YOU! Giyuu, I thought you liked me?” The younger continued, cutting Sanemi off.
This confused Giyuu, still a little high and fucked out, as his eyebrows scrunched together.
”What? When have I ever shown that I liked you?” His tone was a little blunt, and it made Shinobu scoff a little in disbelief.
Sanemi couldn’t help the snicker that left him when he heard Giyuu’s response. He didn’t care anymore, so what if Kanae found out? She was nice enough to let him have the mortgage money either way. He knew he was a douche, but he didn’t care. Not when Giyuu was still making little thrusts of his hips on Sanemi’s fingers despite their little audience.
Kinky little shit.
Kanae wiped her tears and grabbed Shinobu’s hand,
”Whatever, let’s just go Shino. It’s not worth it anymore.” Kanae’s voice should have made Sanemi feel bad, but it didn’t.
”Yeah, let’s go. You’re both such assholes. I can’t believe either of you.” The younger’s voice was shrill.
”Mhm, whatever. Just close the door on your way out, thanks.” Once again, Giyuu’s blunt tone made the girls stare in disbelief before they stormed out, slamming the door shut.
Sanemi laughed, chucking his head back as the insanity of the situation dawned on him. His girlfriend, well ex now, and her little sister - who had a crush on Giyuu- just walked in on him and Giyuu, high and in the middle of fucking.
“You’re such a bitch, you know that?” Sanemi said to Giyuu, amused at his uncaring demeanour.
The other simply shrugged, hips moving once again, moaning as Sanemi’s thick fingers pressed against his prostate.
”H-ngh! D-don’t care.. just means -Ah! Means I get you all to myself.” He said between moans, hands wrapping around Sanemi’s neck to pull him into a messy, claiming kiss.
Sanemi groaned into the kiss as he felt Giyuu’s hard cock rub against his abs, leaking precum. It reminded him of why they were here in the first place. He resumed the movement of his fingers and used his other hand to stroke Giyuu’s cock. This made his hole clench around the fingers, making Sanemi moan at the feeling, God, he couldn’t wait to be inside.
They pushed the thoughts of the two girls to the back of their minds as they continued, uncaring of the consequences.
They’d deal with that when the time came, for now, they had each other and that was enough.