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Mr. Who the Fuck Are You?!

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Lyney is intrigued by the mysterious, nonchalant Kinich, but what he finds out only makes him more obsessed.

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Hallo, hallo, alle zusammen!! Hello my maple leaves ugh Magicpixel has had me in a chokehold for a long time and I've always been nervous to post about them because SOMEONE [cough cough RINA] doesn't ship them and makes fun of me for it ☹️ Anyway I love them lots so please enjoy!! I've been in the middle of moving so please pardon my lack of posting!!!! It is currently 2:36 [AM for those who dont use 24hr] and I am super tired and living off peanut butter m&ms and KFC mac n cheese im americanmaxxing

Anyway enjoy!!

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Kinich was never really the type to get flustered or frustrated, at least not in the open. Throughout campus, he was known as relatively nonchalant and level-headed. He didn't draw a lot of attention to himself, and was quiet, not very interesting to most.

 

And thats exactly what made him so interesting to Lyney Dubois.

 

The theatre majour had had his eye on Kinich for quite some time since the beginning of the semester. It was kinda creepy, actually, in a way. Whenever he would catch Kinich in the halls, he would linger around some corner as if he were a detective on a case to catch the man do anything interesting. Lyney had even had his sister do a study session with his roommate, Xiao, who was in the same grouping as her, just for her to report back and tell Lyney that Kinich hadn't even been home until she left, and that the whole thing had just made for a rather awkward study session on a topic she had zero interest in.

 

So, Lyney decided to get in close himself. Like a normal human being. 

 

He started by remembering that Lynette was in a sorority with Kinich's, what Lyney thought was, girlfriend, Mualani. She was an outgoing, sweet girl who absolutely adored Lynette, despite their contrasting personalities. He used this as an opportunity to get close.

 

"Hey, Lyney!!" Mualani had called one day, pulling Lyney out of slumber. He had been reading some boring book on philosophy to help out a friend with studies when Mualani came bounding toward him with Lynette in tow. 

 

"You look like shit." Lynette pointed out, making Lyney frown. He snatched the coffee she offered angrily.

 

"Thanks." Lynette shrugged.

 

"Anyway, you know Heizou, right?? Shikanoin? So, he's in the same grouping as your sister, which I had NO clue!!" She spoke as if she were a video playing in 2x speed. It was cute.

 

"He's throwing a party. I was invited." Lynette said, taking a sip of her hot tea. "I didn't want to go until Mualani told me she was going." Lyney raised an eyebrow.

 

"Okay?" He cocked his head. Where was this going??

 

"She's going with me. So she's trying to find a date for her who she was going with at first before she ditched him." Lynette stared at Lyney. Daggers.

 

"Who were you going with before?" Lyney asked Mualani, ignoring his sisters horrifying stare.

 

"Kinich!! You know Kinich, right?? Malipo??" Lyney nearly spit out his coffee. This was the opportunity he had been searching for!! He smirked. 

 

Play along.

 

His smirk faltered at the tapping of Lynette's nails on the table. Morse code. 'Play along'?? Was she helping him?? His smirk returned, and he looked back at Mualani. 

 

"Really? You're friends with Kinich? You two are like a stark contrast!!" 

 

Idiot.

 

"So are Lynette and I! I can't see why that'd surprise you!" Mualani giggled. FUCK. Lyney laughed awkwardly. 

 

"R-Right...!! Sorry, I guess it's just, I wouldn't expect him to interact with someone like you. He's all keep-to-myself-to-hell-with-everyone-else, yknow?" Mualani cocked her head.

 

"No, not at all!! Kinich is lovely!! Oh, please, Lyney!! You should go to the party with him!! He's not much of a party person, so this could be your only chance to actually get to know him!!" ...Huh?

 

Lyney stared at Mualani for a moment. He guessed his confusion must've been evident since Mualani answered him without Lyney even having to ask.

 

"Oh!! Lynette told me about how you'd like to be friends with him!!" Lyney glared at Lynette, who shrugged. "Please, Lyney!! I think you guys would love each other!!" Lyney sighed.

 

"I... I guess. Why not? What's there to lose making a few new friends?" He smiled brightly, which made Mualani smile in return, almost blindingly.

 

The party was going to be that Saturday night. Two nights from Lyney's meeting with Mualani. He shut the door to his room, throwing his bag on the extra bed that used to be Lynette's before she joined Mualani's sorority, and flopped onto his bed. This was going to be perfect. 

 

The night of the party came around and Lyney found himself standing in front of his closet. If it was a party hosted by Heizou, then the dresscode had to have been...

 

He pulled a shirt out of his closet; a cropped sleeveless shirt. 

 

"Slutty." He sighed to himself. 

 

Eventually he got dressed, in that cropped shirt, fishnet gloves, black jean shorts... He felt like he wasn't doing enough. Fishnet tights? No... There needed to be more... He added black leather boots and a beanie. Now he just looked emo. 

 

He scrapped the whole thing and went with something simple. He wore a white cropped t-shirt and the same black jean shorts, kept the fishnet tights and black boots and called it a day. Then, a knock on his dorm door. He opened it to see Mualani and Lynette. 

 

"Woaahh!!! Lyney you look so cute!!!" Mualani basically screeched, throwing herself into Lyney's room. Lynette looked around in horror.

 

"What did you do to my side..." Lyney ignored her. Mualani had on the cutest outfit he'd ever seen, a sparkly blue bikini top and matching, not sparkly, darker blue tennis skirt. She had fluffy cream legwarmers on with black heels, and so, so much dangly jewelry. Her makeup was perfect. She was cute!! 

 

Lynette opted for a more simple outfit. She didn't really care to stand out. A simple black corset top and black baggy jeans. A single statement piece could have been her nostril piercing, Lyney supposed.

 

"Ooh!! Let me do your makeup, Lyney!!" Mualani offered happily, rushing over to pull up a chair.

 

The three of them gossiped and got ready for the party excitedly, especially Lyney. He thought about getting close to Kinich the whole time. Finally, he would figure this guy out!! 

 

With all the confidence in thw world, the three of them left for the party, heels clicking against the sidewalk drew attention to them. Three hot college kids, everyone wanted to be them. Lyney smiled to himself at the sparkly pepper spray container clipped to Mualani's bracelet.

 

When they arrived at the party, Lyney was hit with the smell of alcohol, nicotine and weed almost immediately. Heizou never really cared what people did at his parties. They were always hosted in his roommate's parents house, and lord knew the Kamisatos had mad Mora.

 

Lyney looked around for Kinich. In the sea of shirtless men and half naked women, he should be fairly easy to spot. If Lyney knew anything about Kinich, it was that he didn't really stand out. He was just... Ordinary. Just... Ordinary...

 

"Oh!! There he is!!! Kinich!!!! Heeeey!!" Mualani's frantic yelling and waving caught Lyney's attention. He looked over where she was waving and-

 

Oh. Oh Archons.

 

Kinich, leaned against the wall with a red solo cup in hand, looked up from his phone when he heard Mualani's call. Lyney did not expect this at all. He was dressed like anyone else in the room. But what he expected the least was how good he looked, and how much it affected him. Lyney was beginning to think that the short shorts were a bad idea.

 

Kinich rocked a tight black t-shirt, cropped to show off his abs, which, holy shit. He was toned as fuck. Low rise black ripped jeans?? Lyney would take it. Rings, piercings, fuck, why didn't he dress like this normally?! The way the shirt sleeves hugged his upper arms made Lyney almost start drooling. The shirt framed him so well, his muscles were so visible, so... there. They were just there!! Lyney could reach out and touch them!! They were so real!!

 

"Hey. Kinich Malipo." He said, holding his hand out for Lyney to shake. Lyney looked at it. Black painted nails. Newly done, just for tonight. Rings, too. He took Kinich's hand. It was so much larger than his. A firm handshake. Fuck. This guy had Lyney speechless. Such a quiet dude and he was this hot?! The man was speechless.

 

"Hey there! Name's Lyney Dubois!!" He greeted cherrfully. Thank Archons he was a theatre majour. He could not let his thoughts slip. Kinich raised an eyebrow.

 

"Dubois, huh? You and your sister really look alike. Similar names and everything." Kinich pointed out, taking his hand away from Lyney's.

 

"Yes, well, we are twins, of course!" Lyney reminded, putting his hands on his hips. There was silence between them for a moment. It didn't take Lyney long to realize that what Kinich was doing was studying him. He watched the man's eyes drag from the top of his head to his boots. Lyney felt himself get suddenly very, very self conscious. 

 

Kinich was pretty much the definition of 'tall dark and handsome.' He basically towered over Lyney, so mysterious and nonchalant, Lyney couldn't read him at all... His dark skin and contrasting bright eyes were beautiful and complimented each other perfectly. Lyney had to fight his own thoughts. How long had he been staring? Was he done? 

 

"I really really think you guys are gonna get along really well!!" Mualani chimed in, grabbing Lynette by the hand. "We're going to go meet with some friends!! You guys get to know each other!!" She sang, pulling Lynette away into the crowd. 

 

Now they were alone in a crowded room, standing at the entrance of the massive estate, Lyney looked around.

 

"Jeez, talk about overkill. Such a huge place for a party..." Lyney pointed out, avoiding eye contact with Kinich, who crossed his arms.

 

"If you think about it, it's actually quite good that he uses such a large building. This is a college party, after all." Lyney looked back at him despite his earlier need to avoid it.

 

"Huh? What does that mean?" He asked, cocking his head. Kinich raised an eyebrow.

 

"It's a college party. Full of drunk virgins hoping to leave as even drunk-er not virgins. The more rooms the better." Lyney went red for a moment. 

 

"J-Jeez..." Talk about straightforward...! Kinich shrugged.

 

"You asked." The two stood in the doorway for some time before Kinich spoke up again. "So, you wanna get a drink?" Lyney releaxed a little. "Or you just wanna stand here all night?"

 

"N-no... Let's, yeah. Let's get a drink." Lyney loved parties. How could he fuck up in his own territory?? 

 

He followed Kinich to the kitchen, which was rather large. There were food and drinks spread around the large counters, snacks, mostly. Some desserts and normal 'dinner foods' were present, but Lyney couldn't really make out what some of them... Were...

 

Kinich offered to 'make' them both drinks, and Lyney, intrigued, couldn't refuse. He watched as Kinich mixed their drinks using some bartender technique that not just anyone knew. Lyney was sure Kinich had experience from back home.

 

"I used to work at a casino back home when I was little. My dad was a money laundering shithole of a father, and I worked at the bar mixing drinks behind the scene." Kinich responded when Lyney asked. Lyney felt bad for asking after that.

 

"Here. Try this. If you don't like it you can have mine." Kinich handed Lyney the red solo cup. 

 

"Oh! Um, thank you." He took the cup nervously. He hadn't watched which one Kinich had given him. He stared at it for a moment, and Kinich must've noticed.

 

"That one has Vodka, fruit punch, and Redbull Sea Blue, I think?" Kinich holds up the can. "Try it." Lyney blinked at the drink before trying a small sip. Immediately after swallowing it, he rejected it, coughing.

 

"Archons-! How much vodka you put in this?!" He sputters, shoving the solo cup back at Kinich, who smirked slightly. Emotion! Yes, we're getting somewhere! Kinich swapped him drinks, clearly amused.

 

"For some reason someone brought rum. Crazy for a college party... Anyway, try this one. It's White rum, Sprite, cranberry juice and lime." Kinich explained, handing Lyney the second drink. This one, wasnt as painfully sweet as the first one, and was fruity and actually enjoyable.

 

"This one's good. I like this one."

 

"Cool." For some reason, Lyney felt his face heat up. The two left the kitchen and returned to the main room, where all the people were. Even for a college party, it was relatively chaotic. Nothing was really organized, at least that Lyney could tell. 

Eventually, Lyney was growing sick of the smell of weed in his face, it was starting to make his head hurt, so Kinich led him away from the crowd into an unoccupied room.

 

"Ugh, my head hurts." Lyney groaned, sitting on the bed. He set his cup down on the side table and looked around the room. It was quite large, and nice. Damn those Kamisatos and their dead rich parents... There was a large dresser with a mirror against the wall across from the bed. Lyney looked at himself in it. Was his makeup running? Ugh, he felt like a mess.

 

"You alright?" Lyney looked over to see Kinich leaning against the door with his cup, just like when they had first met. Lyney had spent almost 2 hours with him and hadn't figured anything out about him at all...!! Except that, well, he had a deadbeat father.

 

"I'm alright. My head just hurts. It's pounding like crazy...!"

 

"Yeah. Alcohol and loud noise will do that to ya." There was a beat of silence. "Y'know, I didn't really take you for the "anti party" type." Kinich added, earning an unamused scoff from Lyney.

 

"Huh. I didn't take you as the "pro party" type." Lyney retorted, looking away from Kinich. There was a moment of silence, and Lyney only realized that the moment of silence was Kinich moving toward him when he was caged between the man and the bed. He looked up at Kinich, his eyes wide.

 

"Guess we're both full of surprises, hm?" Kinich's voice was low, dangerous. His expression changed about twice that whole night, and it hadn't changed now. Lyney's face grew hot again.

 

"H-huh..?! I-I guess, um..." Lyney had to brace himself. Kinich leaned forward, closer, closer, but their lips never made contact. Lyney realized; Kinich was waiting for the 'OK' to move forward. If he waited too long, Kinich would back up and leave. Nervously, Lyney nodded, and almost immediately, Kinich's lips crashed onto his, capturing his mouth in a hot, greedy kiss.

 

Kinich's hands found their way to Lyney's exposed midriff, making Lyney gasp softly into the other's mouth. Kinich's tongue snuck past Lyney's lips and pushed into his mouth while his hands traveled up and under the blonde's shirt. Kinich leaned forward, pressing his knee between Lyney's legs and separating his thighs before pushing him down into the bed. 

 

Their mouths never left each other, and eventually Kinich had moved them to the middle of the bed and was now on top of Lyney, who was making no effort to struggle and get Kinich off of him. 

 

Kinich eventually parted from Lyney, which caused him to whine a little, missing the feeling of the other's tongue invading his mouth already. Kinich raised an eyebrow. Then, he leaned back down, pressing his mouth against Lyney's again, but this time pulling away before Lyney could reciprocate. Kinich studied the way Lyney reacted, the way his body moved into his. Kinich hummed softly before burying his face in the crook of Lyney's neck and showering it with kisses. Lyney moaned softly, surprised.

 

Kinich was silent almost the whole time. Until he suddenly spoke up while kissing at Lyney's collarbone.

 

"..You have a really nice body." He said suddenly, making the blonde blush hard. "Also, what the hell do you want from me?" Lyney's face drained of colour as quick as it reddened.

 

"W-what..?!" He stammered, unable to sit up fully with Kinich straddling his hips.

 

"You're not slick. You've been following me around campus since the beginning of the semester you creep. Why?" He knew?! Lyney swallowed hard.

 

"Y-you're just so.. I-I don't know... You're so weird and mysterious... I just wanted to get closer... Figure you out." Why am I telling him...?! Kinich huffed.

 

"If you wanted to get to know me, thats a pretty creepy way to do it." Kinich scolded. Before Lyney could respond, Kinich flipped him over and smacked his ass. Hard. "Fucking weirdo." Lyney buried his face in the pillow and resisted the urge to scream.

 

"Get up." Kinich ordered, and Lyney immediately obeyed, standing at the edge of the bed. Kinich sat with his legs over the edge of the bed, resting his elbow on his knee and his face in his hand. "You're a real fucking creep, yknow." I'm so confused... I-Is he playing with me?! Or is he really mad...?

 

"U-um.." Lyney was at a loss for words. He stared at the man in front of him. This was not how he thought this night would go.

 

"What should I do with you..." He thought for a moment before looking back at Lyney. He looked him up and down again. "Strip, please. Keep the fishnets." Lyney was taken slightly aback.

 

"W-What..?" Kinich raised an eyebrow.

 

"Is that going to be a problem? I can punish you another way, but you might not like that one as much." Kinich shrugged, his arms crossed. "Your call." Lyney's face was hot and pink, and it took him a moment to gather his strength before he eventually undressed himself, self conscious under Kinich's watchful eye. His gaze never left Lyney's body. Not once. Once Lyney had finished undressing, Kinich gestured for him to come forward. He held Lyney's waist in his hands, almost admiring him.

 

Finally, he stood. Very slowly he pushed Lyney back into the dresser. But before Lyney's back could actually touch the dresser, Kinich spun him around, pressing his head agains the top of the dresser. The way he did it didn't hurt the blonde, much to his surprise. The noise he let out was one of mostly surprise, rather than pain. In one hand, Kinich pressed Lyney's face into the dresser. In the other, he held both of Lyney's wrists behind his back. 

 

"Hands on the dresser." Kinich demanded, letting go of Lyney's wrists. Immediately Lyney obeyed. Kinich stripped himself of his own clothing before pressing himself against Lyney, kissing down his back before putting two of his own fingers into his mouth and pulling them out. He slotted his leg in between Lyney's, parting them with ease so he could shove his fingers inside of him.

 

"A-Ahh??!" Lyney's eyes squeezed shut at the sudden contact, but he wasn't complaining. He moaned softly as Kinich worked his fingers inside of him. Lyney thought about earlier, and how much larger Kinich's hand was compared to his. His fingers filled him well already... His dick twitched excitedly as he thought about how good Kinich's cock might fuck him.

 

Kinich didn't waste too much time preparing Lyney. After all, he needed to be taught a lesson. He pulled his fingers out of Lyney's ass and ripped a hole in Lyney's fishnets before shoving his dick inside almost immediately. Lyney moaned lewdly, his fingers turning white from how hard he was holding onto the dresser already. He kept his eyes on the mirror, on Kinich. The way the man's eyebrows knitted together, the way he was so focused on Lyney... It made him all the more aroused. 

 

Lyney understood what was happening, now, and was one hundred percent willing to go along with it. He moaned over and over again, lewd, high pitched, needy moans, swears and Kinich's name spilling out of his mouth so naturally you'd think the two had been together for years. 

 

The best part about it, was Lyney wasn't acting. He was loving every second of this and his reactions were real and raw. Kinich hit that spot deep inside him with every thrust, fuck, he was huge. Lyney watched in the mirror, his own erotic expression turning him on in the most fucked up disgusting way.

 

"Nn.. Ahh~! P-pleasse..." Lyney didn't even know what he was begging for. He just knew that he didn't want Kinich to ever stop. The way he fucked himself into Lyney's tight, underprepared hole was enough to make him want to cum immediately, but he wanted to know what else the pretty man had to offer, so he suffered through prolonging his orgasm, his dick dripping a mess all over the front of the dresser.

 

"You wanna cum that bad?" Kinich raised an eyebrow and leaned down to kiss at Lyney's neck again. The blonde moaned, drooling onto the dresser. Fuck, this was disgusting...! This wasn't either of their room, yet for some reason it turned Lyney on even more.

 

Lyney's dick remained untouched as Kinich fucked himself into his ass. Fuck, he wanted to touch himself so bad. His legs shook as Kinich fucked into him. 

 

"If you wanna cum, go ahead. I'm not stopping any time soon." Kinich said suddenly, exciting Lyney even further. Without even missing a beat the blonde came, making a mess on the dresser. Kinich pulled out suddenly, making Lyney whine, but quickly he was thrown back onto the bed. Lyney looked up at Kinich as he loomed over him. He was too excited to find out what he would do to him next.

 

Kinich took the waistband of Lyney's fishnets and hiked them up so his dick was no longer above it, and pushed it through one of the tight holes, making Lyney moan painfully. Kinich took care to wrap his choker around the blonde's dick, too. 

 

"You wanted to touch yourself, didn't you?" Kinich confirmed, pressing his thumb into the tip of Lyney's penis. The latter moaned, nodding. Kinich hummed before hooking Lyney's legs over his arms and throwing them over his shoulders. Then, he pushed his way inside again. 

 

This time, every time their hips met, Kinich moaned too. Lyney couldn't help but whine at his lack of power. Kinich's choker around his dick was just tight enough to hurt, but not enough for it to be bad. Kinich bit his lip as he studied the way Lyney's back arched off the bed. At this point, the man was being held up by his forearms and shoulders. Kinich was impressed.

 

"F-fuck... Lyney-" Lyney moaned when Kinich said his name. It caught Kinich slightly off-guard, but he bit his lip harder. He's cute. 

 

Eventually Lyney came again, and Kinich reached his point as well, releasing into Lyney's ass without so much as a warning. The two men were left breathing heavily for a moment.

 

After a moment of rest, Kinich took his time to undo Lyney's makeshift binding. He was gentle as he did so. Lyney sat against the headboard, bewildered at what had just happened. Neither of them spoke for a while.

 

Then, Lyney broke the silence.

 

"...Are you like, mad at me?" He asked with an awkward, nervous smile. Kinich looked up from where he was cleaning up the mess he'd caused between Lyney's legs. 

 

"..No?" He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Why would I be?" Lyney blinked.

 

"Y-you...!! Nevermind.." Kinich stared at him before shrugging and continuing his cleanup ritual. 

 

"Does anything hurt too bad?" He asked. Lyney shook his head 'no,' and closed his eyes. I don't think that's what I meant by 'get close...'

 

***

 

A few days after the party, Lyney had met up with Mualani and Lynette for the first time since. 

 

"Hey Lyney!!! How'd everything go with Kinich?!" Mualani asked, stirring her coffee by swirling it around in the plastic cup. Lyney's cheeks flushed a soft pink when he remembered everything that'd happened that night.

 

"Um.. Good!! We uh... We ended up getting along just fine." Mualani squealed.

 

"Yaay!!! I'm so glad!! I just knew you two would love each other!!!" As if on cue, Kinich walked into the very café they were all sitting in. Mualani waved excitedly.

 

"Hey." He greeted calmly, sliding into the booth next to Lyney and wrapping his arm around him. He pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, and looked back at Mualani and Lynette. Mualani's jaw dropped, while Lynette's eyes simply widened slightly. 

 

"Y-YOU GUYS ARE...?!" Mualani couldn't even finish her sentence. "THIS TURNED OUT EVEN BETTER THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD!!!!!" But Lynette was silent. Very slowly, she raised her hand to tap her nails on the tabletop. 

 

What the fuck happened at that party.