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Chuuya Nakahara is known as a man that never wavers, a man that has so much class and status in each and every step he takes, every movement calculated and precise. He is one of the five executives of the infamous underground world known as the port mafia, a place he once despised with all his heart over the old bosses' debauchery.
That man is currently sitting at his eloquent desk looking at a more lean statured man with dark piercing eyes that pull you in like a black hole. That male is Akutagawa Ryuunosuke, the leader of the command unit and someone not to be trifled with. Someone with so much valor and criminality that once you mess with him you are better off dead.
These two men though surprisingly clicked well together, similar to that of two stray cats soul bonded for life.
“May I ask why you are currently staring at me?”
Chuuya grabs his slim glass of whiskey and the ball of ice hits the walls of the glass, the condensation pooling down and dripping onto his desk.
“Ya look pretty.”
Akutagawa, a normally deadpanned man, became flushed over the compliment.
“I am nothing of the sort Chuuya, can we please stay on task.”
Chuuya angles his glass to the side and looks down at the dark brown fluid, he admires it and then looks back up to the black haired male.
“Nah it’s not important… you know what is though?”
Akutagawa tilts his head.
“What do you mean it’s not important?”
“You are what’s important right now to me, not our obligations, not this report… You.”
Akutagawa walks backwards and stiffens his body.
“What are you getting at?”
Chuuya puts his glass down on the wooden coaster, and he stands up sliding his chair back and the chair makes a little noise as it slides out. Chuuya walks over to Akutagawa with grace at every step and stands right in front of him looking up at him with the biggest smirk. That gaze burns into Akutagawa and he feels his heart pounding in his chest, a chest that only screams in agony.
A chest he didn’t know could feel anticipation. A new emotion burns underneath him, one that is confusing. One that makes him swallow thickly like he just drank thick pudding. Chuuya looks at Akutagawa’s throat and at the way his Adam’s apple bobs downward, he swallows looking at the white skin on his neck.
He thinks of how that would feel on his lips and how his tongue can glide swiftly down his collar bones. His mind fills with lewd thoughts as his body becomes erect with desire. He lifts up his hand covered in leather and gently grabs a hold of Akutagawa’s cheek, his thumb gliding over to his lips.
“You are so beautiful Akutagawa.”
Akutagawa’s heart rate quickens even more and his mind screams to him ‘kiss him’ a thought that has never occurred before. A thought he has always claimed as a mere fantasy, something to discard. A waste of time. But now he questions his old ways as he currently feels himself drawn in by the ginger man right in front of him.
He leans downward and takes the man’s lips on his own, the sensation feels like electricity but that shock tastes good to him. It feels good. Like nothing he has ever felt before.
Chuuya hums into the kiss as he uses his free hand to pull him by the jabot deeper, sliding his tongue into his mouth he tastes the flavor and memorizes it. Akutagawa tastes of tea that has too much sugar put into it. He then glides his tongue around Akutagawa’s.
Akutagawa moves forward cocking his head side to side to feel every nook and cranny in Chuuya’s mouth. Akutagawa loves the control he feels as Chuuya relaxes underneath him, how his superior loosens over his touch. Over his lips.
It gives him the confidence to push him against Chuuya’s desk, Chuuya grabs the edge of the desk with one of his hands to keep himself stable, as he uses his other hand to grab at the side of Akutagawa’s hair. Saliva starts pooling down their mouths and they pull back to catch their breath as a string of saliva stretches connecting their tongues together then sapping and falling from the distance.
They look at each other as their chests rise and fall from the action they just did. Akutagawa looks away as he wipes his mouth off with his dark black coat sleeve and swallows while he looks back at Chuuya’s eyes.
“That was uncouth of me… I apologize…”
Chuuya grabs the back of his head slamming his lips back onto his own, this time the kiss is full of thirst. Like he was a man stranded in a desert with nothing to drink and Akutagawa was a cold glass of water on a platter.
The smell of Akutagawa, the taste of Akutagawa, and the sound of Akutagawa sets Chuuya ablaze.
The stoic male that was once a quiet coluege he passed by in the hallways became a dish he wanted and craved. He needed to see this quiet man unravel and pounce on him. He wanted it and he was going to make it happen.
The moans coming off of them filled the room sounding like an orchestra, a beautiful symphony of delight.
As they parted the second time Akutagawa coughed over the lack of breathing space and collected his breath.
“I have been waiting for you to do that for some time now.”
Akutagawa looked downward panting and swallowed deeply, he spoke back in a husky rasp.
“I have been wanting this for some time as well…”
That voice after what just occurred made chuuya’s paints tight with desire. He’s always found Akutagawa’s voice attractive as hell, it has always caused him pent up frustration whenever they worked together. Though he was always respectful to deal with his arousal on his own and to keep himself professional at work. But now he has Akutagawa on top of him, a sight he’s been dreaming about late at night.
Chuuya leans forward and whispers down Akutagawa’s neck.
“I want you to fuck me so badly.”
Akutagawa lifts upwards and his eyes open wide.
“We are currently at headquarters… it would be unsavory to have sex during work hours.”
Chuuya scoffs and tilts his head as a smile appears on his lips, a playful one at that.
“I know you Akutagawa… you don’t follow the rules, always doing your own thing during missions.”
He grabs his jabot pulling him downward and he looks up and down at him, as his eyes fill with intense excitement.
“You want to do this as much as me, don’t lie about it.”
Akutagawa chuckles under his breath as a gentle smile approaches his lips.
“Ah well you figured me out perfectly, I have been craving a little debauchery.”
Akutagawa leans downward gently sliding Chuuya’s button down to the side and he brings his lips to the crook of his neck, he leaves gentle kisses along the soft lightly tanned skin savoring it like one of his figs he enjoys after a nice cup of hojicha tea. Chuuya groans and his hips buckle upward as he desires more.
He’s getting pent up with the amount of time it’s taking to get to the main event. He decides to grab Akutagawa’s hair, shoving him upwards off of his neck.
“What now?”
“When I said I wanted you to fuck me I meant it… you don’t have to treat me like some pretty ceramic you are worried will break.”
Akutagawa knows what he is eluding too, he himself doesn’t like to be treated as a weakling that needs training wheels to get going. So he does what Chuuya asks and boldly bites down on Chuuya’s neck, not hard enough to draw blood but enough that Chuuya moans out in pleasure. Chuuya gets to work removing his own clothes as he starts unbuttoning his vest. Akutagawa stops him and activates Rashomon and uses it to swiftly unbutton every last button in one go, exposing Chuuya’s chest to the air.
The cool breeze sends a shiver down his spine as Akutagawa grabs his waist and pulls him closer in a protective grip. One that screams he’s mine. Chuuya smirks at the action and he uses his hand to unbutton Akutagawa’s pants and slides down the zipper. Akutagawa lets go of Chuuya’s waist and grabs his hand. Chuuya looks up at him confused but then Akutagawa lets it go and leans downward to Chuuya’s waist gently undoing his pants sliding them downward.
Chuuya swallows as he sees Akutagawa slide down his boxers. Akutagawa looks up at his eyes as he takes him whole. Chuuya’s hips buckle upward as he grabs the desk, his grip is so hard that if he was wearing no gloves his knuckles would be visibly white. Akutagawa licks up the entire length of him and slides his mouth off of it. He uses one of his hands to grip at his thigh, his grip is hard and will definitely leave a bruise but Chuuya doesn’t care. He feels too good to care. His head goes back as his mouth opens wide, panting hard.
Akutagawa spreads him even wider, pushing him back further on the desk and some of Chuuya’s files fall on the floor. He lifts his hands off of his thighs and summons Rashoumon, bonding him in place. He goes upwards to Chuuya’s stomach and gives it multiple pecks and bites, he then summons another tendril of Rashoumon around his length. He looks upwards into Chuuya’s eyes, his eyes gleaming in pleasure and this makes Akutagawa smirk. Knowing that he is doing a good job at pleasing Chuuya.
“What would you like for me to do to you?”
Chuuya smiles.
“I think you know exactly what I want Akutagawa…”
“I do.”
He takes one of his long slender fingers and inserts it into Chuuya’s mouth, Chuuya coats his fingers in his own saliva as he removes them from his mouth.
“Good.”
He takes the now wet finger and shoves it up Chuuya’s entrance, Chuuya hisses at the stretch but it fades into a pleasurable burn as Chuuya adjusts to one of his fingers a second one enters and quickly a third.
“Damn you aren’t giving me time to adjust…”
“Well I’m becoming a bit tight and I would like some release.”
“Tch”
“Now if you feel well enough I shall remove my pants and get started.”
He slides his own pants downwards with his boxers at the same time, he lines the tip of his cock at his entrance and sides it in swiftly, his cock was already wet with pre cum so he did not need any lube to make it easier. Chuuya groans in pleasure as the stretch from Akutagawa’s cock feels delectable.
“I’m going to start moving so please let me know if it hurts and I shall stop immediately.”
Akutagawa begins to thrust into him and each and every thrust feels like heaven to Chuuya, this is what he’s been craving for this entire time. He’s wanted Akutagawa deeply. He wanted Akutagawa to take him in and feel him. He feels so good. He fits perfectly. Snug but not uncomfortable. Chuuya’s body fills with ecstasy as Akutagawa finally finds his spot. He moans out loudly completely forgetting that he’s currently at work being rammed by his
subordinate that he has had a crush on for years.
Akutagawa clenches his teeth as he feels his orgasm approaching and his face becomes focused trying to keep the pace going. His bangs stuck to his face from the sweat and his breath became labored and heavy.
The air became thick and tight as they finally snapped and hit their climax at the same exact time, Akutagawa was too late and came inside of Chuuya.
“I apologize I should have removed myself…”
Chuuya lifts a hand up to caress Akutagawa’s cheek as he pants out.
“It’s fine Akutagawa, I don’t mind it…”
Akutagawa leaned into his touch as he released Rashomon off of Chuuya letting his legs fall down. He leaned downward, falling into Chuuya’s chest in an embrace as they both calmed down and caught their breaths.
Both of them were satisfied with the event that just occurred, so satisfied that they ended up going on a date later that day to plan a round two.