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Tokyo High School is a place of prestige and wealth. Only the best of the best get to attend. Tokuno Yushi doesn’t have either. Growing up in a middle class household with parents that pushed him to do well in school, Yushi studied hard to please them. With countless A+’s on his record and getting top of his middle school graduating class, Yushi was able to get into Tokyo High with ease.
He didn’t expect much in the friend department. His only focus is on his studies. Yushi doesn’t need any of these rich brats running this school ruining his chances of getting into a good college and living the life he’s meant to live.
So you can only imagine the absolute irritation that filled his body when a boy surrounded by men and women alike arrived at the classroom door. The boy is giggling as he takes their love letters. His brown, fluffy hair practically bouncing as he waves the crowd goodbye with a bright smile. Turning into the classroom, the boy starts walking over to the last open desk; the one directly next to Yushi’s.
Nobody in the class wanted to sit next to him. His classmates would give one good look at him and Yushi would return it with a look of pure annoyance. His peers, clearly not wanting to deal with somebody like him, would take a different seat. Yushi could care less. If no one sits next to him, it’ll allow him to focus on the class better. It’s a win-win situation in his eyes.
But alas, nothing comes that easily. The fluffy-haired boy takes a look around the classroom. Noticing the empty seat, a big smile appears on his face. Yushi gulps as they made eye contact, quickly looking down at his desk. The boy walks over to the empty seat, pulls out the chair, and plops down. Politely, with a smile, he bows his head at Yushi before relaxing in his seat.
Yushi sighs, at least he seems quiet for now.
Not even a minute later, the teacher walks in, signalling that class is starting. You would think that Yushi would be able to focus great with his seat partner being so quiet. Wrong. Dead wrong. The words their teacher is saying is going in one ear and out the other. Why? Yushi literally cannot stop stealing glances at his seatmate.
For a man, why is he so freaking pretty? He’s wearing fake glasses but that doesn’t hide the big, dark brown, doe-like eyes underneath them. Yushi keeps on getting lost in them. Not only that, but this boy has quite a defined face yet at the same time, he has chubby cheeks that resemble a hamster of sorts.
As he continues blatantly staring at the boy, Yushi can’t help but notice even more minute details about him. For example, if the boy doesn’t understand something the teacher is teaching, his cheeks would puff up like a chipmunk filling his cheeks with nuts. He would also doze off every so often too, head falling to the side a little which jolts him back awake. It’s so cute. He’s really cute.
Before he knew it, the school bell blared throughout the room. Class was over. Yushi looked down at his empty notebook and blinked multiple times. Not a single note. Yushi can’t even describe what the teacher was going over. He totally fucked up. He’s never done something this stupid before. How could he possibly have fumbled his studying game for a boy he doesn’t even know? There’s no way he was staring at that boy the whole class.
Suddenly, shaking him out of his thoughts, he hears someone clear their throat. Yushi, feeling like his heart is about to beat out of his chest, quickly swishes his head in the direction of the sound. He’s met face-to-face with the boy sitting next to him. With his big eyes, he looks Yushi dead in his face, down his body, and back up to his face. He’s looking him over, almost as if he’s analyzing him, and it makes Yushi feel totally self-conscious.
Yushi’s right hand comes up to rub at his forearm; a soothing mechanism of sorts as he bites the inside of his cheek in utter embarrassment. With the way he was staring, he must think he’s weird as fuck. Yushi himself thinks he’s weird because why the hell was he staring the whole entire class time?
“...Riku”
Thrown completely out of his inner thoughts, Yushi looks up and stares dumbly at him.
“Huh?”
The boy giggles as he leans forward, getting a bit closer to his face. He speaks softly, “I said, my name is Maeda Riku. Let’s be friends.” A kind smile on his face as he holds his hand out for a shake.
Yushi gulps down, wiping his extremely sweaty palms against his pants in hesitation. He definitely didn’t expect this. He feels as if Riku can read his every move with how close they are right now. Yushi hears another chuckle come from Riku as the boy reaches out and takes ahold of Yushi’s hand that was unknowingly clinging to his pants.
Lightly gripping onto his hand, Riku notices how Yushi doesn’t close down on his hand and rather leaves it open; their hands left in quite an awkward-looking position. It’s really endearing.
Releasing Yushi’s hand, Riku tilts his head, “Are you always this shy?”
Yushi purses his lips for a moment. At this point it feels like he might have a heart attack. He wants to cry and throw up all at the same time. Never in his life has he felt this way about anyone before, especially at first sight. He can’t allow this to continue. Taking in a deep breath, Yushi abruptly stands up before quietly replying, “I’m not looking to make friends. Please don’t bother me anymore.”
He can’t have this boy keep distracting him like this, so it’s best to put an end to the potential friendship here and now. Speedily stuffing his notebook and pens into his bag, Yushi moves past Riku, practically running out of the classroom, leaving a wide-eyed Riku alone in the classroom.
Biting the side of his lip to suppress a big grin, Riku giggles to himself, “Finally, someone fun.”
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From that day onward, it felt like Riku would never leave him alone. Even amongst his big group of rich-kid friends, Riku would never hesitate to wave at him with his big, bright smile, leaving Yushi blushing profusely every time. At some point, it almost felt like Riku was following him? But, there’s absolutely no way that was happening.
It’s only a mere coincidence that whenever he would go to the library, Riku would just so happen to be there taking a nap. It’s also just a coincidence that when Yushi walks home from school, Riku would pass him by with a bright smile and “hi~” before catching back up with his friends because there’s no way Riku would go out of his way to see him like this.
In class, Riku still makes it a point to sit next to Yushi; not that anyone would go out of their way to sit next to him anyway. If anyone ever even gave the impression of wanting to sit there or approach Yushi to talk to him, Riku would give them a look and shoo them away. All of this was done without Yushi noticing of course.
Despite all of these strange daily occurrences, Yushi was able to somewhat get used to Riku being around, and eventually get back on his studying grind. While he’s in class, unlike on his first day, Yushi would absolutely lock in. He can’t possibly risk his grades dropping just because of his little crush or whatever. However, there’s just this one thing that happens that literally keeps Yushi up at night.
It’s no surprise that Riku would get bored of the class. He’s not really one for studying. So, to cure his boredom, he would sneak a few notes on top of Yushi’s notebook. The messages are usually amongst the lines of:
I’m boredddd :( This class sucks.
Yushi always just reads the messages with a tiny smile but doesn’t bother to reply, focusing back on the class. If he were to reply, he would 1000% end up getting totally distracted by Riku.
However, one day in particular, the message was a bit different.
My mom said I need a tutor… Do you think you can tutor me?
(Pretty please :( she’ll even pay you for it)
Staring down at the message, Yushi’s eyebrows furrow in surprise before whipping his head towards Riku. The boy was already watching him and his reaction, his cheeks puffed up with hope. Clasping his hands together in a prayer pose, Riku mouths, ‘please please please.’ Contemplating, Yushi looks back down at the note.
Yushi knows a little bit about Riku’s background; it’s hard not to when it’s all anybody talks about. He’s a bit of a celebrity. Riku’s mother, Maeda Atsuko, is one of the top actresses in Japan with nearly all of her works becoming a big hit. When she got married, it was a scandal in the sense that not all of her fans ‘approved’ of her marriage. However, the public quickly got over it as she aged. Atsuko had three kids, with Riku being the middle child. She would always flaunt her kids wherever she went and always encouraged them to follow in her footsteps.
So it’s only natural that most of her kids did. Her eldest son became an idol. Her youngest daughter is a child actress. And Riku…
Looking back at Riku’s eyes full of desperation, Yushi feels his heart ache a bit before grabbing his pen. Chewing the inside of his cheek, Yushi writes down his reply underneath Riku’s. As he hands the note back, his hand shakes ever so slightly. Riku’s eyes light up as he takes the note into his own hands.
Yes, we can start today. Please, don’t pay me for it.
Riku squeals loudly and gives Yushi a big hug, causing the whole class to turn towards the pair. Yushi’s face flushes bright pink. All he can do is stare out of the window as his ears not just burn from embarrassment, but more so from the fact that Riku is quite literally hugging him. He feels like he could just explode into a million pieces right now and be happy about it. Thankfully for Yushi, Riku lets him go, giving a quick half-assed apology to the teacher as he leans his head against his hand, extremely content with what just happened.
Yushi hopes that he can act normally at these tutoring sessions, or else he’s completely cooked.
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The end of the day comes fast. It was no surprise that throughout the day, all Yushi could think about was Riku and everything that transpired in class. They had agreed to meet back at the classroom, which is definitely the safest option in Yushi’s eyes. The classroom reminds him that this is just a tutoring session and nothing else.
As expected, Yushi arrived first. Heaving his billionth sigh of the day from nervousness, he rubs at his hands as he makes his way over to his usual seat. Sitting down, he immediately takes out his equipment: a textbook, a notebook, and a pencil case. Carefully placing everything down onto his desk, he opens up the textbook, skimming through to the section they just went over. He might as well get some studying done before Riku gets here.
Humming a song quietly to himself as he jots down some notes, he looks between his textbook and notebook with a familiar ease. Sure, he wants to get good grades to please his parents, but over time, he actually started to enjoy studying himself. It’s something he can control and understand, unlike his weird feelings for his classmate.
Whenever he studies like this, Yushi gets extremely immersed, which is why you can only imagine the heart attack he had when he looked up from his notebook and saw big boba-like eyes staring directly at him. Yushi has no idea when Riku got here or how long he was looking at him, but he’s seated in front of him with his notebook laid out in front of his own. Riku grins, leaning against his hand as he so often does.
“Hi~ I see you already got started without me” He says before feigning a pout.
Yushi opens his mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. He doesn’t ever know what to say around him. Looking down at his textbook to avoid eye contact, Yushi mumbles softly, “Anything in particular that you needed help on?”
Riku taps his chin and hums, “Mm… Nope. Probably need to go over everything.” Yushi blinks a couple times, a little flustered at the response. Did Riku not pick up anything at all? If it wasn’t for his crush, he would likely tell him to find someone else to help him because he couldn’t be bothered. But because it’s Maeda Riku, Yushi just sighs and nods his head.
“Oh! Before we start studying, I got you a few things.” Riku reaches down into his backpack and pulls out a melon pan and juice for both of them. With a kind smile, he places the snacks down on the table, “I know you said you didn’t want payment, but please accept this.” Melon pan is one of Yushi’s go-to snacks. Whenever he doesn’t have time for lunch, he buys one of those to eat.
“E-eh? How did you know I liked this?”
Riku opens the melon pan package for Yushi and holds it out for him to take.
“I’ve seen you eat it many times before. Friends are supposed to notice these kinds of things, don’t you think?”
Yushi takes the melon pan into his hand and takes a big bite out of it in an attempt to hide the redness on his cheeks from Riku’s words. Friends. Sure, he avoided that term before, but now, he kind of wants to accept it. His heart wants to get close to Riku.
With a small chuckle, Riku wipes the crumbs that gathered onto Yushi’s lips away with his thumb, “Don’t eat so fast, your stomach is gonna hurt later.” Yushi freezes. What the hell was that? Once he finished chewing, he pops open his juice and takes a swig at it before clearing his throat.
“Thank you… It’s yummy…”
His heartbeat is ringing in his ears like a group of drummers in a middle school marching band; erratic and loud. His lips tingle where Riku had just touched. Yushi feels like he’s about to go insane. Focusing back on the reason for being here, Yushi turns the pages of the textbook back towards the beginning.
“Let's start here. Do you have your textbook?”
Riku shakes his head and leans over to look at Yushi’s book, “Nope! I figured I would just use yours.” Yushi hates the way he feels his cheeks getting hot. He moves the book to the side so that they can both see what’s written on it, “Please bring it next time…” ‘For my own sanity too’ Yushi couldn’t help but think before starting to explain the content.
Stealing glances at Riku every so often, it appears that he’s actually trying to retain the information. He’s jotting down notes with his lips pursed out; he actually seems pretty serious about this. It takes Yushi by surprise and, of course, only makes his liking towards the boy even more than before.
Mentally face-palming himself at that realization, Yushi looks towards the window. The sun is already starting to set. He didn’t realize how long they’ve been studying for. It’s probably been about 2-3 hours or so.
Riku stretches his arms above his head, letting out a soft groan as he does so. The noise quickly shakes Yushi out of his thoughts. He watches as Riku stretches his arms and neck. The orange haze of the sunset illuminates just enough light through the window to make Riku look as if he were glowing. Yushi thinks he looks absolutely beautiful like this.
Riku suddenly meets Yushi’s eyes, causing all breath to halt in his throat.
“Oh Yuu-chan—Wait, it's okay for me to call you that, right?”
Feeling his ears getting all hot and tingly, Yushi nods his head, which earns a smile from Riku.
“Yuu-chan, hold your arm out for me.”
Yushi tilts his head in slight confusion but does as he’s told, putting his right arm out in front of him. Riku reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a bracelet that looks awfully similar to the one he’s wearing on his own wrist. He carefully places Yushi’s hand through the opening and pushes the beaded bracelet down and onto his wrist.
The bracelet has a mixture of blue and clear circular beads. It’s gorgeous. He looks back up at Riku, eyes widened in surprise. Yushi finally speaks up.
“What’s this for? Is this for me?”
Letting out another ball of laughter, Riku nods his head, “Yes. I wanted something other than melon pan to celebrate today. I had my mom’s manager go out and get this for me to give to you. I wanted it to match mine. What’s the point of friendship bracelets if they’re not matching?”
Riku’s eyes are crinkled up in a bright smile as he holds his own arm next to Yushi’s, keeping their bracelets next to each other.
Yushi feels like he’s dreaming, and it was at this moment that he realized, this is more than just a crush. He might just be in love with Riku. This was the moment the trajectory of his life changed forever.
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Ever since then, the pair grew even closer to the point that the whole school considered them inseparable. Tutoring sessions turned into daily hangouts. They’ve each been to each other's houses; Yushi even got to meet Riku’s mother. By the time graduation came around, they had learned so much about each other. What each other’s favorite shows and movies are, what ticks each other off, and even each other's deepest, darkest secrets.
Despite all of this, Yushi never mustered up the courage to confess his feelings to the other, just (not so) secretly pining over Riku.
It was two summers after their high school graduation when Riku decided to show Yushi his secret hobby. It’s a day Yushi can never forget, even if he wants to.
“Riku… Where are we going? It’s late…”
Yushi looked down at his phone as he stifled a yawn, his home screen lighting up with a bright 12:35 am reading across it. Wearing a rather sheer shirt that his jacket barely covers, matched with a black cap to cover his face, Riku turns towards Yushi with a smirk.
“To my favorite place in the world. Yuu-chan, you’re going to love it, I promise.”
He winked as he grabbed onto Yushi’s hand to drag him faster to their destination. They had taken the last train into Shinjuku for the night and are now walking the busy streets. The smell of smoke and alcohol fills the walkways. People, young and old, are dressed in attire that makes Yushi feel like he needs to look away. These people are stumbling around, some with their arms around their lovers and others practically passed out on the streets. Yushi has never been to Shinjuku at this part of the night, so everything is new to him. He’s only seen scenes like this on TV, never in real life.
Taking a turn down a dimly lit alleyway, Yushi holds onto Riku’s hand a bit tighter out of worry and stays close to him. It’s so quiet that he can hear every crunch of the chips of broken glass bottles lining the pavement as they walk; a big difference from the loudness the main streets gave off. They arrive in front of a black door. There are no signs or anything, just an ominous black door that no one in their right mind would want to walk into.
Yushi looks at Riku with wide eyes and whispers, “Seriously Riku, where the hell are we? Is this some kind of sick joke?” With a chuckle, Riku leans over and adjusts the collar of Yushi’s shirt, “I told you to trust me, Yuu-chan. Don’t you trust me?”
Looking down at the bracelet around his wrist, Yushi sighs as he slowly nods his head, “Of course, I trust you. More than anyone else in this world.”
Grinning and poking Yushi’s cheek, Riku bites at his lips to suppress a big grin from forming, “Right, and I promise I would never put you in a situation to break that trust.”
Riku reaches his hand up and runs it through Yushi’s blonde hair to comfort him, “Okay?” Yushi mumbles a quiet “okay” in response. He smoothes out Yushi’s hair before leaning over to twist open the doorknob; the hinges creak as the door opens.
Loud music blares through the doorway. The smell of alcohol and something similar to sweat fills Yushi’s nose as Riku leads them inside. The security guard gives one look towards the pair, and instead of saying anything to them, he just bows his head at Riku, who gives a knowing smile. That must be the privilege of being the son of a celebrity. Walking into the space, Yushi notices red lights shining around, which is totally unexpected considering the dull, almost scary, exterior on the outside.
However, the further they walk in, the more it feels like his stomach is starting to turn from what he can only describe as total shock. This is no normal club. The bartenders are wearing only an apron around their waists; no shirt, no pants, and no underwear. The guests themselves are a mixture of drunk and high. Some are properly dressed, but others are naked; some are making out with each other, and others are doing way more than just making out.
Yushi’s breath hitches in surprise as Riku’s hand snakes around his waist, bringing him over to the bar. Flagging down the bartender with his free hand, Riku’s smile looks like his usual bashful smile; however, Yushi notices that his eyes appear almost sinful, pupils dilating in a way he’s never seen before.
“Two of my usual. Make it extra good for my friend here.”
Riku’s usual cheery, higher-pitched voice is replaced with a deepness that sends a shiver down Yushi’s spine. As they wait for their drinks, Riku points towards a moustached man blatantly staring at them. The man is staring so intensely that it makes Yushi feel a bit wary of his presence.
Riku leans down to whisper, a wild smirk on his pretty face, “Look at him, he totally wants to fuck me.”
Eyes widening at the vulgar language, Yushi can only stutter out an “eh?” in response. He knew Riku liked boys and had crushes on many throughout high school, but he never talked about his sex life, which is why Yushi is so shocked. Is he even talking to the same Riku he’s always known?
The bartender delivers the drinks: a red and orange cocktail with a cherry placed near the rim for both of them. Riku takes the drink into his hand, motioning for Yushi to do the same. Once Yushi was ready, Riku yelled out a “kanpai!” before clinking their drinks together. Some of the liquid drips down Yushi’s hand as he mumbles a quieter “kanpai”, taking a small sip from his glass.
“Oh come on, you can drink more than that.” Riku licked his lips as he stared at Yushi with those dark irises.
Not wanting to let Riku down, Yushi takes a longer gulp, closing his eyes at the burn running down his throat as he drinks practically half of the glass at once. His breathing is heavy as he places the glass down on the table. His body is starting to feel warm, almost too warm. Sweat is beginning to bead at his hairline as he stares at Riku.
With a giggle, Riku finishes his drink, placing it down on the counter. Glancing over at Yushi’s half-drunk glass, Riku hums as he taps the rim with his fingernail, causing little clinking noises. Without a second thought, Riku picks the glass up between his fingers, “Yuu-chan, open up for me.”
Still in a daze, Yushi can only dumbly blink at Riku. With a rather blank stare, Riku picks up the glass between his fingers. Riku reaches out towards Yushi, pulling him firmly towards him. Gasping softly at the touch, Yushi feels his back hit Riku’s chest, the back of his head leaning against Riku’s shoulder. Looking up at the older with wide eyes of confusion, Riku beams down at him, his cheekbones rising into a smile.
“Oh, Yushi, you look beautiful like this.”
Riku’s thumb grazes over his bottom lip, just like how he did at their first tutoring session all those years ago.
The rim of his drink replaces Riku’s thumb, the cool liquid slowly entering his mouth, filling his taste buds with that familiar fruity taste. He knows that this version of Riku won’t stop until he swallows it all, so that’s what he does. Yushi swallows every drop without breaking eye contact. He noticed the way Riku’s eyelids dropped a bit, a more sultry look in his eyes as he looked down at him.
The warmth coursing through his body, his heart ringing in his ears, his heavy breaths, it almost feels as if Yushi is losing control of himself. You would think that this would scare him. You would think that he would try to break away from Riku and run back out the way they came in. No. It feels like they’re the only ones in this room. It feels like Riku is looking at him and only him. It makes Yushi happy to know that he’s the one making Riku look at him like that.
It’s a dream come true.
Placing the glass back on the counter, Riku grazes his thumb against Yushi’s cheek, staring at his features as if he’s lost in his own thoughts. Almost like a cat nuzzling its owner, Yushi leans into his touch.
“Riku… I love you…” Yushi mumbled so incredibly softly against Riku’s hand in a way that he could probably barely even hear him. However, Riku definitely heard him. With a small knowing smile, Riku leans down, closing the gap between them.
Their lips interlock, causing Yushi’s eyes to widen. What’s happening? Is Riku kissing him? What does this mean? Having no experience in kissing, Yushi lets Riku take the lead. His plump lips tasted sweet like the fruity drink they just drank. It’s so addicting; he wants more.
When Riku pulled back, there was a string of spit connecting them, “Mm Yuu-chan…” His words come out almost like a growl. Almost like he’s hungry for more. Subconsciously, Yushi leans up, trying to kiss him again; however, much to his dismay, Riku shakes his head.
“Not yet.”
Helping Yushi stand up, Riku looks over towards the bearded man still staring at them. The man is palming himself through his jeans. It’s so shameless. But this works perfectly for Riku’s plan.
A frown forms on Yushi’s face, “But why… I want more kisses…” Unable to not react to his friend’s cuteness, Riku chuckles and gives him a small peck on the lips, “You have to wait a little bit.” Riku then pokes his finger against Yushi’s cheek and makes him look at the man, practically jacking himself off in his pants at this point. Making eye contact with the man, he sees him lick his lips in a perverted way. It sends a shiver down Yushi’s spine.
“Look, that man has been waiting so patiently for us. He needs to get his reward first.” Before Yushi could say anything else, Riku was already making his way over towards the man, his hips swaying with every step he took.
Who is he to tell Riku that he can’t? Especially if Riku is a regular here, who knows how many men he’s slept with? This is a whole new side of his friend that he never could’ve expected, so of course he doesn’t know what’s going to happen next. This side of Riku is so unpredictable; it turns him on.
He feels a rush of warmth run down to his core as he watches Riku immediately get down on his knees in front of the man. Mind you, they’re still in the middle of a busy club. He watches as Riku undoes the man’s pants button and latches his teeth onto the zipper, slowly pulling it down. Without a moment of hesitation, Riku reaches into the man’s pants, pulling out his small cock.
Yushi can only stand where they were, breathing heavily as he has to lean against the bar counter so that he doesn’t fall. His vision is hazy from the drink, but he can’t peel his eyes away from Riku. He watches him wrap the same lips that were just kissing him moments ago around the stranger’s member, engulfing the small thing whole.
It’s almost like he’s a professional at this. The way Riku’s head is bobbing up and down with such precision and the way the man is reacting to Riku’s movements is making Yushi’s body feel like it’s on fire. Rubbing his thighs together, his mind can’t help but wander.
What if Riku were to do this to him? How good would it feel to have Riku’s lips and tongue on his nether regions? He can imagine the way Riku would look up at him, lips wet with spit and slick. Yushi has to hold back a moan just from the thought alone.
He’s assuming the stranger must’ve came, Riku spits out all of his cum into the palm of his hand and uses that same hand to rub it all onto the man’s cock; getting it all wet and hard again. Yushi sees Riku say something to the man. God, if only he could hear what he’s saying. The music in the club is still blasting loudly, so unless he were to get closer to the pair, he’s not going to be able to hear anything.
“Fuck…” He mumbled to himself as he watched Riku stand up from his kneeling position. Then, to Yushi’s surprise, he sees Riku snicker and shake his head at the man, pushing away his hands trying to grab onto Riku’s ass. Yushi thought that Riku would go all the way with him.
Why is he slightly disappointed that he wasn’t able to watch Riku get fucked? Is he crazy? Yushi closes his eyes and heaves out a sigh. He must not be in his right mind right now. Maybe he should just go back home.
Suddenly, Yushi feels a pair of hands lay around his waist. His first thought was to panic; however, he smelled the familiar scent of Riku’s perfume, which quickly settled his nerves. Slowly opening his eyes, he locks eyes with the man of his dreams. They’re merely a few inches away from each other.
“Did you like the show Yuu-chan?”
Feeling his face flush from embarrassment, Yushi knows that lying to Riku wouldn’t get him anywhere. He can read him like an open book, so he just nods his head.
“I did… I enjoyed it a lot.”
With a small smile, Riku starts to caress Yushi’s waist, “Yeah? What do you mean by a lot? Did you perhaps get turned on by me?”
Yushi gasps softly, leaning his head against Riku’s shoulder to hide his beet-red face. How can Riku nonchalantly ask these types of things? Of course, he’s turned on. He’s probably the wettest he’s ever been down there.
Noticing the lack of an answer to his question, Riku’s hand starts making its way to the front of Yushi’s jeans, resting it on top of his core. Eyes widening, Yushi stares down at Riku’s sneaky hand, still not lifting his head yet.
“Sweetheart… It’s okay if you’re wet. I can help you with that. All you have to do is ask.” Riku said huskily into his ear, fingers teasing and pulling at Yushi’s waistband.
At this point, he’s probably soaked through his underwear; even the slightest touch of Riku’s fingers through his jeans causes him to whimper. His hands grasp at Riku’s shirt, finally mustering up some courage out of desperation to speak.
“Please,” Yushi mumbled against Riku’s shoulder, “Can you please help me? I need you so bad…”
Hearing a low chuckle above him that sends another wave of warmth straight down south, he feels Riku grab onto his hand, “Mhm. Of course I can.” He makes Yushi stand up properly before leading him towards the back of the club.
Multiple doors are lining the wall, but one door in particular stands out amongst them all; there’s a sparkly red letter R on the front of the door in the middle. Riku punches in the door code before opening it, leading Yushi into the room as the door auto-locks behind them.
It’s pitch black for only a moment. Riku’s hand lands on the wall, slowly pushing the light switch upward. A dim yet warm light fills the room.
“I usually keep the lights barely on or completely off whenever I bring men in here.”
There isn’t much in the room; only a king-sized bed covered in red satin sheets, a bedside table, and a closet. It’s much quieter in here compared to the brash loudness of the club itself. It’s comfortable, almost like those times they’ve slept over each other's houses. The biggest difference now though, is the sexual tension filling the room.
However, the thought of Riku bringing other men in here fills Yushi with a major feeling of jealousy. Why couldn’t it just be him that Riku sees? Why does he seek out strangers so desperately? It hurts Yushi’s heart.
Riku takes a step closer to Yushi, right hand running through his hair as he usually does, “Go lie down and get comfy on the bed, sweetie. I just have to grab a few things.” Yushi obediently nods his head, taking off his shoes before heading towards the bed.
“Oh. Don’t get on the bed with your clothes on, silly. Take everything but your underwear off for me, okay?”
Yushi’s breath hitches at his words. A quiet whine leaves his lips before nodding his head again. He takes off his shirt and then his pants. Stepping out of them carefully so that he doesn’t trip before getting onto the bed. The satin sheets felt quite cold against his warm body, but he did as he was told to, lying back against it, waiting for Riku to finish whatever the hell he was doing.
By the time Riku came back to the bed, he heard the clunking noise of a few things being dropped onto the bed. Being the nosy person that he is, Yushi pushes up with his hands against the bed to look at what’s there. His eyes widen; there’s a sex toy on the bed.
A strap with a dildo attached to it and… handcuffs?
His eyes then fall onto Riku, the boy is also completely stripped down to his underwear. Yushi knows how buff Riku is despite his smaller frame, but to see him like this. His muscular arms and beautiful set of abs all tied together with an itty bitty waist, constantly sends Yushi’s brain into a mushy spiral.
As his eyes make their way back up Riku’s body to his pretty face, Yushi can’t help the gasp that leaves his lips when they immediately make eye contact. It feels so intense. There’s a feeling of hunger between the two. A lingering feeling of something unspoken between the two.
Riku sits on the edge of the bed beside Yushi. He leans over and pushes some of Yushi’s messed-up hair to the side so that he can see his face better.
“You’re okay with going all the way with me, right?”
In a trance, Yushi nods his head, “I’m okay with anything you do to me… But, you know that already, don’t you?” The alcohol in his system is making Yushi quite a bit more open. Usually, Yushi would shy away a bit and change the subject. But that’s not the case tonight.
Riku lets out a small sigh, an unreadable expression filling his features for a moment before he puts on a smile again, “Yuu-chan… I promise I’ll make you feel good tonight.”
Switching his position to now hover over Yushi, Riku leans down to kiss him. Yushi immediately closes his eyes into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Riku’s neck to deepen the kiss. Small moans leave both of their lips as Riku places his right hand upon Yushi’s neck for a moment, giving it a slight squeeze before moving his hand down Yushi’s petite body.
Riku pulls away from Yushi’s lips, placing them onto his neck, peppering kisses down his adams apple and onto his collarbones. Yushi is squirming a bit from the feeling; it feels ticklish, but also so good. He could get used to Riku’s kisses.
His kisses go even lower, down his chest until he reaches his nipples. Staring up at Yushi, he gives a kitten-like lick to his right nipple that sends a whole shock wave down his body. Yushi gasps as his hand flies up to cover his mouth. Satisfied with the reaction, Riku sucks on it while still licking. His hand goes up to give some attention to Yushi’s other nipple, playing around with it between his fingers.
Yushi is a moaning mess at this point. Back arching as he feels himself getting wetter by the second down there. He needs more. He desperately needs attention down there.
“Angh… Riku please. I need more.”
Riku pulls away from his nipple with a pop, that sick smirk plastered against his face again, “What do you need sweetie? Use your words.”
A brighter flush fills Yushi’s already red cheeks as he bucks his hips up, “Need you to touch me down here.” Yushi’s hand slowly reaches down towards his core and presses down against himself through his underwear. A mewl leaving his lips as he does so.
Riku lets out a short ‘tsk’ noise, grabbing onto Yushi’s hand, “Who said you could touch yourself?” He places both of Yushi’s hands above his head, “Hold here.” He practically growls as he grabs ahold of the fluffy handcuffs he brought onto the bed.
Yushi whines and pouts, “You’re not touching me yet, so I had to do it myself.” Riku cuffs his hands and lets out a low chuckle, “So impatient, aren’t you?”
Without a second thought, Riku pulls off Yushi’s underwear. The inside of it was wet with Yushi’s slick, “Oh wow. Your undies are ruined. Look at the mess you made of it.” Riku teased, dangling his underwear above Yushi’s face, which only caused his pout to grow.
“Riku, please just hurry up already.”
Not wanting to deny Yushi much longer, Riku throws the underwear off to the side and taps his pointer and middle finger against Yushi’s bottom lip, “Open up then.”
Easily obliging, Yushi allows Riku’s fingers into his mouth. He licks against them with his tongue as he coats the digits with his spit. Riku stares down at him, eyes hazed over with lust. Once Riku feels like his fingers are wet enough, he pulls them out of Yushi’s mouth.
“This is your first time, right?”
Yushi nods his head, “Yeah, I’ve always wanted my first time to be with you.”
A genuine smile forms on Riku’s face, “God, you’re so sweet Yushi…” His smile then slowly drops as he gets lost in his thoughts for a moment. Yushi blinks up at him, nudging him with his knee.
“Just because it’s my first time doesn’t mean I want you to hold back. I need you so bad, Riku, you don’t understand…” Once again, the alcohol and his need for Riku speak for him.
Shaking out of his thoughts, Riku locks back in, “Oh, trust me, I won’t be holding back.”
Riku places his wet fingers onto Yushi’s equally wet core, slowly rubbing his fingers against Yushi’s clit. Yushi’s back arches off the bed as a loud moan leaves his lips. Riku’s fingers are better than anything he could’ve expected. It’s like he’s a professional at this.
Every movement of Riku’s fingers sends shock waves throughout Yushi’s body, and Riku is watching the boy like a hawk, watching every little movement. Keeping in mind what makes Yushi especially shiver in pleasure.
Then, without warning, Riku sticks a finger into Yushi’s hole, causing a squelching noise to fill the room. Yushi’s hands clench against the handcuffs as he whimpers.
Riku presses another finger inside as he moves his fingers in and out, curling them just enough to hit that special spot that makes Yushi see stars. His other hand is holding Yushi’s thighs wide since the younger keeps squirming from
pleasure, “Gotta get you ready… This isn’t a small strap, baby.”
Baby.
Just hearing Riku call him that pet name nearly made Yushi cum on the spot. His mind is whirling. He wants more. He can take it. His hips thrust upward. Riku squeezes his thigh a little tighter, right on his strawberry-shaped birthmark of all places.
Unable to hold back much longer, Riku leaned down and licked against Yushi’s clit, all while still pumping his fingers in and out. Yushi gasps loudly, drool dripping down the side of his lips as Riku’s movements become faster. The feeling of both Riku’s tongue and fingers on him immediately sends Yushi over the edge. Cumming all over Riku’s face and fingers.
Riku pulls back with a small grin. His lips are wet with Yushi’s wetness and cum as he licks at them, “You came just from that? Did it feel that good?” He teased, caressing Yushi’s thigh as he did so.
Yushi’s breath is labored as he comes down from his high. Despite having just came, Yushi still wants Riku to fuck him with that toy. He needs Riku so badly in every way possible.
“Hng… Ku… Fill me up already, please.”
Yushi stared up at Riku through his lashes with desperate, lust-filled eyes. His water line brimmed with tears as he pulled at the cuff, “I want to touch you too. I promise I’ll be good. Please just fuck me already.”
Muttering an airy “fuck” under his breath, Riku quickly grabs the keys to the cuffs and takes them off, throwing the fluffy thing to the side as he leans down and meets Yushi’s lips with his own in a needy kiss. Yushi wraps his arms around Riku’s neck as they move their lips together.
Riku was the one to pull away, leaning his forehead against Yushi’s, whispering softly against his lips, “You drive me insane, Yuu-chan…”
Sitting back up, Riku reaches for his strap, attaching it around his waist. The size of that thing is slightly bigger than average. Maybe about 6 inches? Considering he’s never used a dildo to masturbate and only his fingers, Yushi knows it’s probably going to hurt. But, because it’s on Riku, he couldn't care less.
Yushi watches with labored breath as Riku spits into his own hand to lubricate the dick. It’s an erotic sight, something Yushi has only seen in porn. But this is better than any porn he’s ever seen. He notices the way Riku rocked his hips against the base of the strap with an airy moan. He must be just as wet as he is.
“Iku, will you feel good like this? I want you to cum too.”
“Don’t worry about me. Just the thought of being inside you is enough to make me cum, Yuu-chan.” Riku smiled as he spread Yushi’s legs a little wider.
“You ready? It shouldn’t hurt too bad.” Yushi eagerly nods his head, “Please… I’m ready.”
Riku couldn’t help but lean down and give Yushi another kiss. He’s just too cute in his eyes. The kiss feels so sensual and filled with unsaid words. He pulls away from the kiss with a contented sigh as he finally lines up the dildo with Yushi’s core.
However, just like all good things, it must come to an end.
Right as Riku was about to push in, a loud and rapid knock at the door echoed throughout the quiet room. It startled Yushi, a small yelp leaving his lips as he whips his head towards the door and then up at Riku.
Eyes that were previously filled with lust and love are now overwhelmed with irritation, “Fuck, they should know not to bother me in here…” Riku looks back down at Yushi and is about to just keep going, but the knocking only intensifies.
Yushi bites at the inside of his mouth, mumbling softly, “Maybe you should get that…”
Riku’s eyes close in utter annoyance and huffs out a sigh, “Yuu-chan, I’m so sorry, give me a moment.” He rips off the strap in anger and grabs his underwear on the ground, slipping it on as he walks over to the door.
Peeking the door open, Riku glares at the employee. The poor dude is sweating with panic as he avoids eye contact.
“What the fuck is it? Spit it out already. I have better things to do right now than wasting my time on you.” The employee looks like he’s close to tears as he whispers something super quietly.
“Huh? Speak up! Can’t even fucking hear you.”
“Maeda Atsuko-san is here… She shut the whole club down and is waiting for you in the lobby. She seemed a bit upset.”
Yushi, who was listening in, realizes just how quiet the club has gotten. The brash loudness from earlier is now an almost eerie quiet. He can hear the squeaking of chairs being put away and glasses being washed. He stares at Riku’s back with wide eyes.
Riku looks extremely tense as he mumbles, “Alright, I’ll be right out.” Before closing the door. He quickly scrambles to put his clothes back on, a distant look filling his gaze. Yushi also puts on his clothes, quick to catch the hint.
“Yushi.”
Finishing pulling his pants up, Yushi looks at Riku with wide eyes, freezing in his spot. Hearing his name said so seriously sends a nervous chill down Yushi’s spine.
“Yeah?”
“There’s another door you can leave out of. I don’t want you to get in trouble when I’m the one who brought you here in the first place.”
Yushi sighs and grabs onto Riku’s shaky hands, pulling him in for a hug, “That’s a stupid thing to say. I’m your best friend, right? What makes you think I would willingly leave you?”
Riku is still super tense under Yushi’s hold; it’s not like their usual hugs. This felt extremely different.
“I know… But you have to.”
Before Yushi could even process what Riku could even possibly mean by that, Riku let go of him and grabbed the handcuffs on the bed. He pulls Yushi’s hands to the front, holding his wrists together, and locks the cuffs around them.
Yushi’s eyes immediately widen, “Maeda Riku, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?”
Riku can’t even make eye contact. It’s almost like he’s an emotionless zombie. He drags Yushi by the cuffs towards the door. The same employee from earlier was waiting at the door. He was probably ordered to do so.
The employee looks between the two of them with wide, glassy eyes. Yushi looks like he’s about to explode from irritation, and then there’s Riku…
“Take him out the back door. Don’t let anyone see him. If you fail, you’re not only going to be fired, but also blackballed from the industry. Got it?” Riku hands Yushi over to the employee. The employee shakily holds onto the cuffs, nodding his head.
Without saying another word, Riku looks away from the two of them. Eyes glazed over as he walked away and towards the lobby.
“What the fuck… He’s such an idiot.” Yushi mumbled to himself as he stared at Riku’s back, getting further away. There’s no way he’s going to let Riku do anything he’ll possibly regret in the future. He won’t let it happen.