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Mikage Reo couldn’t say that he had ever been interested in maid cafés.

His taste had always favored places on the more expensive side- he was accustomed to high end restaurants with expensive dishes your average person could only dream of. In addition, he had private chefs that were of Michelin star quality. And he could also cook at least decently well (Nagi and Chigiri acted like his food was the best thing they had ever tasted and begged him for more), due to his private chefs’ training.

That wasn’t to say he didn’t like cafés in general.

Only god knew how many cafés Chigiri dragged him to and it wasn’t like minded- the redhead had great taste in desserts and coffee, so it always made for a wonderful experience. And also, it was an amazing break from work once and in a while.

He loved it when Chigiri took him to cat cafés. There was nothing better than petting cute cats, was there?

Not only that, he also liked taking Nagi to collab cafés. He knew his treasure wouldn’t take initiative and go out by himself (he’d say it was a hassle and just stay home, despite the fact that he would definitely have fun…) Reo just knew that Nagi wouldn’t want to miss out the collabs he was more familiar with, like those collaborations with gacha games Nagi played.

But maid cafés?

That was totally new territory.

…So imagine his surprise when Isagi started ranting about his newly found job.

The first time the topic of jobs came up, Isagi had only mentioned working at a café in passing. He hadn’t said much, he hadn’t even said it was a maid café, he only talked about how much his boss sucked.

The next time, Reo thought it would be fun to question him a little more. He obliged when Reo pressed him for more information, gladly giving it to him. Isagi knew this wasn’t a run of the mill job, so he was fine with quenching Reo’s thirst for knowledge.

Reo knew that jobs like this existed, of course, but it was different than actually knowing someone who worked it.

So he took his time listening to Isagi’s vents about his job- even if they were boring and drawn out. He mostly talked about his mean boss who worked him to the bone or whatever. Reo just took notes on what not to do if he ever held a similar position of power.

He very briefly brought up his co-workers, only saying that a very close friend worked there. It wasn’t anyone that Reo knew, so he didn’t talk about him in detail, but he was one of the better parts of the jobs. Isagi described him as someone usually nice, a hard worker…. But also a mega-sadist.

All in all, he said he liked his job. Most of his clients were generally nice people who weren’t touchy like Reo had assumed. And his boss wasn’t the worst when Isagi actually remembered to clean the place after work.

So finally, Isagi had decided to invite him over.

He told Reo to speak to his boss- it was impossible to miss the man, he was all over the café’s advertising, and he had a very… remarkable, look to him, and ask for Isagi.

Reo agreed almost instantly. Hearing about the job was one thing, but visiting the place? That was totally different. He salivated at the thought of hand on experience.

He was ready to support his friend. It wasn’t like this was the first time he had decided to a visit a friend at their workplace- he visited Chigiri at the pet store he worked all the time when he was free- so he didn’t think anything of it.

Reo made sure to clear his busy schedule for that day. He had no real responsibilities after his quick morning meeting, aside from a few of his usual quick errands. He made sure he had enough time to not only spend time with Isagi and nag him, but also analyze the environment around him like a good businessman would.

Standing outside of the café, he could kind of see why it got customers.

The exterior was… cute, to say the least. The front door was decorated with cutesy bows and images of food that was served in the café.

There were also tons of cut-outs of the owner, Barou, practically everywhere. Some were directly taken from photos, some were drawings in a moe anime style. Posters were plastered above the doorway and windows, in which Barou was doing kawaii poses, like making a heart with his hands or doing peace signs.

Reo hummed, the atmosphere was attractive, despite it filling a really unpopular niche. Muscular men doing dances and taking photos with customers while being in maid dresses wasn’t something that exactly appealed to the general public.

Stepping closer, a beautiful man around his age sitting in front of the entrance waved at him. He seemed to be on flyer-handout duty, welcoming every customer.

‘’Welcome, master!’’ He said in a cute Kansai accent, handing him a flyer with cartoony drawings of food on it.

Reo quickly stuffed it in the pockets of his slacks, waving politely at the man. He recognized the boy as one Isagi’s friends, he was sure he had seen him on Isagi’s Instagram or Twitter before.

So he was Isagi’s sadistic co-worker… He couldn’t have guessed it by his face.

He was cute, he really was. He had big eyes with long, curly eyelashes, giving him an innocent sort of appearance. His light blue hair didn’t help at all- it only made him appear even softer. But like everyone else who worked at the café, he was jacked. Not only that, he was about the same height, if not a little taller with heels, as Reo.

He stepped inside the building, the little bell chime above the door ringing. The inside was similar to the outside- filled to the brim with pink imagery of some of the maids.

‘’Barou, Barou, kyun~ª!’ The man inside, obviously Barou, said while making a heart gesture with his hands. His voice was forced into a higher pitch (and was kind of painful to his ears…)

Reo awkwardly nodded as a greeting.

Well. He was clearly expecting this from all the reading up and talking to Isagi he did, but it was kind of different seeing Barou in real life. His maid dress was short, only reaching his upper thighs. His cleavage was on full display, it was even adorned with a too-small red bow. He had sheer, lingerie-like stockings with little bows on the top.

‘’What can I do for you today, Master~?’’ He made little pawing gestures, his eyes becoming impossibly sparkly. So moe… But even then, Reo could still see the vein threatening to pop on his forehead. What was the point of working when working made you mald…?

Reo was a bit stunned. He put his hands on his hips, ready to break the question. He knew this kind of thing was taboo in some workplaces to protect the staff from stalkers, but he assumed it was different in this situation, because Isagi probably told Barou that Reo was coming.

‘’Is Isagi here?’’ Reo questioned.

Barou’s gaze immediately sharpened into an ugly glare. ‘’You can’t ask questions like that. That’s my employee.’’

Reo sighed. He totally looked like some creepy stalker wanting to pounce on fresh meat! Well, it was kind of Isagi’s fault as well…. He could’ve definitely warned Barou.

It was time to do this the hard way. He sighed again, pulling out his wallet. He handed Barou a crisp stack of 10,000 yen bills, not bothering to count how much money he was giving him. He had hoped it wouldn’t reach this point, but oh well.

Barou snatched it away from his hands, groaning. He sighed like he was pained, ‘’He’s out today. Called in sick this morning.’’ So much for trying to protect his employees.

Well, even though Reo didn’t agree with the business practice, it was none of his business (literally.)

Barou rubbed the back of his neck. ‘’You can choose if you want to stay or not, or whatever.’’ Despite the money, Barou was still agitated.

‘’I see.’’ Reo replied, not really sure why Isagi hadn’t texted him. He’d checked his text messages a few hours ago.

‘’I think…’’ Reo started, trailing off.

His main motivation for visiting the café was to see Isagi and chat with him, but he wasn’t there only for him. He wanted to study the unfamiliar environment, so Isagi standing him up didn’t matter all that much.

‘’I want to stay,’’ He crossed his arms, ‘’I’ll give you a tip.’’ He added for good measure, a confident smile forcing itself on his face.

Barou’s stare was deadpan, he looked like he was going to punch him. He set his tray down against his apron, his voice a higher pitch again. ‘’Right this way, sir!’’ He grunted out like acting politely was taking years off his lifespan.

He didn’t bother to bow, and Reo was kind of glad for that. He didn’t know if he could take any more of Barou’s personality.

He took off without saying a word with Reo following close behind him.

Looking around him, he could tell that the café was filled to the brim. Reo had seen only 2 maids so far, 3 if he counted the fact that Isagi worked there, so he wasn’t sure how they managed to keep up with his level of traffic. It felt like half of Tokyo filled the restaurant. As far as he could see, every seat had a customer sitting on it.

He looked completely out of place with the way he was dressed, which wasn’t very surprising. While he was wearing a business button down with some slacks (a side effect from running errands before he came here), the other customers were wearing variations of a hoodie and sweatpants. Saying he stuck out like a sore thumb would be an understatement.

‘’Gorillaaa…..’’ An all too familiar voice rang out from a booth behind Barou. ‘’Why did you leave me alone with the customers?’’

Reo broke out in a cold sweat, a grimace on his face.

That couldn’t have been Nagi. It couldn’t. It was literally impossible.

Sure, it was true that Nagi was spending a bit less time with him these past few months- but he just assumed that Nagi had gotten a girlfriend or something! (Not that he would be happy about that predicament…. Even though they were nothing more than friends, it still felt like cheating.) Not a part time job!

Why would he even need a job anyways? Reo wanted to pay for everything Nagi wanted. He wanted to pay for Nagi’s video game merch, he wanted to pay for Nagi’s games, he wanted to pay for Nagi’s subscriptions to anime streaming services, he wanted to pay for Nagi’s in-game purchases, he wanted to pay for Nagi’s manga! That wasn’t even the tip of the iceberg of the things Reo wanted to pay for!

Hell, if Nagi wasn’t living with him already, he’d want to pay his rent as well!

Barou tsked, his eyebrows furrowing. He aggressively stomped in the direction of Nagi’s (?) voice, shouting.

‘’Shut up, hassleman! Go attend to your customers!’’ He hissed, pointing his finger and turning his head towards the sound of the voice.

The person poked their head out. ‘’You know, maid Barou-‘’ He stopped dead in his tracks.

Reo’s worst fear turned out to be true. It was Nagi. Nagi as in Nagi Seishirou. Nagi Seishirou as in his treasure. His treasure as in the guy that had no need for a job??! Chigiri even joked that the world would end if Nagi got a job!

Hell had truly frozen over, huh….

It was Nagi in the flesh. His usual hoodie was replaced by a standard issue maid dress- similar to Barou’s- black under shirt, while apron. His short sleeves showed off his muscles (…probably Reo’s favorite part of the getup), and were embellished with little purple bows on the ruffled ends.

His white, fluffy hair was decorated with various bows hairclips, all of them being the same purple color as the bows on his sleeves. The most memorable part of the outfit was the frilly headband that sat on top of his head. With cat ears.

‘’Don’t fucking call me that!’’ Barou snapped, ready to fight.

Nagi and Reo just made awkward eye contact. Nagi was staring at him with his bug eyes. Reo was staring into his soul, probably burning a hole there. They were both just standing in the middle of the café, staring.

Barou was yelling about something irrelevant in the background, Reo couldn’t hear a thing, he felt like his ears were filled with water. He doubted that Nagi was listening either, it was kind of obvious with the look on his face.

His face was deceptively relaxed like always, but Reo could tell that Nagi was shocked by the way his mouth slightly twitched for a split second by 0.0000000000012 millimeters, and by the way his eyes widened a fraction of an eyelash higher.

‘’Ugh,’’ Barou groaned, crossing his arms, ‘’Do you two idiots know each other?!’’ Reo was reconsidering giving Barou his money, even if it was pocket change. How could he call his treasure an idiot?! Nagi was his genius!

‘’Shut up, maid Barou.’’ Nagi said, ‘’You wouldn’t know a positive relationship if it hit you in the face.’’ He rolled up his already short sleeves, exposing more of his arms.

Rep wiped off the drool that was on his face, watching the scene unfold. ‘’What the hell would you know about that, huh?! You fucking donkey!’’ Barou screamed at Nagi, heels clanking against the restaurant’s floor.

The customers barely reacted. Was this a daily occurrence…? That wasn’t important, though. He had to break up the fight.

He knew Nagi wouldn’t do anything because he was a pacificst, so at least he wouldn’t have to pay for any potential laywer fees (he would give him the best laywer, but to quote Nagi’s words, it would be kind of a hassle…) He was more worried about his treasure getting hurt by that fuckass maid.

‘’Reo.’’ Nagi called out, waving his hand from behind the corner. ‘’I’ll take you to your seat, okay?’’ He stuck his head out again, seeming to not be scared of Barou at all. This really was a daily occurrence!

‘’I’m not unprofessional, unlike some people working here.’’ He side-eyed Barou hard, it wasn’t difficult at all to infer what he was getting at.

Barou chocked on air as he saw Nagi walking towards Reo. ‘’Ugh, whatever,’’ He grunted. ‘’Go back to your owner an-‘’

 ‘’Reo’s not my owner!’’ Nagi snapped back, already running in front of Reo, like he was trying to body block him from Barou (as if Barou would dare to do anything to a customer, especially one as highly-paying as Reo. And his beef was with Nagi). Reo still appreciated the gesture.

‘’Yeah, yeah. I’ll go take care of the customers you abandoned,’’ Barou was staring Nagi down, his glare sharp and dangerous, ‘’You take him to his seat. Place him wherever, I don’t care.’’

Nagi saluted him, already fully prepared to drag Reo away. Without a word, he took Reo’s hand in his.

‘’Look,’’ he pointed towards an empty corner in the store, no customers in sight, ‘’we’re going to that booth. Is Reo okay with that?’’

Reo nodded. That was perfect for them, a private booth like that was well… private, and Reo wanted privacy so he could bother Nagi about his job experience. And also ask why he got a job when Reo was literally right there, ready to pay for his every need!

He wasn’t going to lie, he did feel hurt that Nagi kept it hidden from him, but he was sure that Nagi had a good reason for it.

Nagi basically manhandled him down into his seat on the long leather couch, gripping limbs. He quickly gave him a quick pat on the head, a fleeting touch, Reo almost thought he had imagined it.

The roles were reversed now, with Reo being on the receiving end of Nagi’s instead of Nagi being on the receiving end of Reo’s PDA.

‘’Nagi,’’ Reo stuttered, ‘’Do you do this to every customer…?’’ He grimaced.

Nagi leaned over the table, sliding a spare menu to Reo. ‘’Nope,’’ he said, popping the ‘p’, ‘’Only Reo-sama gets special treatment~.’’

He pointed to the omurice on the front page, ‘’That’s our specialty, the Barou Barou Kyun~ª omurice. The one below that is our monthly special, and the drink next to it is our Special Special Kira Kira~ª Milkshake.’’ Nagi’s expression was completely dead while speaking.

The menu fit the restaurant. It was bright pink with pastel accents, every page was decorated with tiny red bows, like the ones Barou was wearing.

Reo expected all the writing on the food to be cute stuff, like the usual ‘love’ or ‘cute’ kanji like the usual imagery associated with these sorts of places. But instead of that, the writing was all… Interesting. The omelette in the image had writing that said die on it, the slice of cake had ‘donkey’ written in icing, and the Hamburg steak had the kanji for ‘hate’ on it made from cheese.

Reo swallowed.

He stuttered. He wasn’t sure how Nagi managed to translate sparkles into human speech, but that was neither here nor there. He really hadn’t expected such great customer service from Nagi of all people. Nagi barely had the energy to get out of bed alive most mornings. This was surprising.

‘’Right,’’ Reo said, ‘’Uhm. I’ll have the omurice.’’ Reo, despite his inexperience with maid cafés, had heard that omurice was a staple item in the field, so he wanted to try it out. ‘’And erm… The milkshake?’’ He uncharacteristically stumbled over his words a bit.

Nagi nodded, taking the menu away from his hands. ‘’Great choices, Reo-sama!~ ª’’ He gave him a little thumbs-up as he went away, eyes unusually bright.

Reo sat there absolutely flabbergasted. Today was a day of many surprises, Reo decided.

Now thinking about it, Reo was grateful that Nagi didn’t have a girlfriend (or boyfriend! He didn’t care who Nagi dated, he would be dejected all the same,) but he was still upset that Nagi never told him anything. If he was saving for something, he could’ve just told Reo and Reo would’ve bought it for him.

The maid café would be cute, if not for the maids. Barou was an individual. He couldn’t bad-mouth him as he barely knew him but his interactions with Nagi felt like they were enough to make a judgement.

Nagu was…. Well, he was Nagi. Nagi was his treasure, obviously, he would never stop loving him, but he wasn’t sure how he got any customers at all with his personality. (Reo thought it was really cute! Just not the best for business…)

Just. Just how the hell did Isagi get a job here?

He could excuse the blue-haired boy, as Isagi had described him as an ultra-sadist. But Isagi? Isagi was so average he could be a background character in an anime.

Reo answered his own question by thinking of Isagi’s personality whenever they played a sport or a board game together.

Maybe Isagi fit in just fine.

So the main appeal of the establishment was the gap moe of seeing very masculine and well-built men with the personalities of man-children wearing cute maid dresses. He was kind of warming up to the idea of it.

Nagi did look absolutely adorable in his dress. Reo was biased, but he really did look good!

The frilly headband adorning his head fit him oddly well, the purple bows in it were a great addition. His skirt was fluffy, only reaching his mid-thighs, which showed off his stocking-clad muscular legs, fitting the gap moe ideal of the restaurant. His apron was a light lavender, complimenting the bows that were all over his out.

Reo really wanted to squeeze him and poke his cheeks. So this was the infamous cuteness aggression….

‘’Reo…’’ Nagi was running towards him with his arms open. He practically jumped in the seat next to Reo, closing the curtain behind him. Once settle, he gripped Reo’s waist, nuzzling his face in the crook of his neck.

‘’I’ll be back with Reo’s food soon, okay?’’ He sniffed Reo’s hair.

Reo pet Nagi’s head awkwardly, trying to return the gesture. Nagi pulled his body towards his even more, to the point that Reo was sitting between Nagi’s thighs.

‘’N-nagi.’’ He said, his words coming out a bit more anxious than he expected, ‘’I’m asking again but… You don’t do this with every customer, right?’’ If he did that, he’d have to kill every single customer that had cuddled with Nagi before him. It was the only way…

‘’Reo…’’ Nagi dragged the last syllable of his name, ‘’Reo-sama is the only master I’d do this with…’’ He affirmed once again.

Reo internally smiled, leaning into Nagi’s touch. ‘’That’s good then, treasure.’’ Nagi’s vice grip around him only tightened, bringing him further into his chest. Their height difference made it possible for Nagi to put his chin on top of Reo’s head.

Reo blushed slightly, he was the one who usually initiated the touches in their relationship.

His back was flush to Nagi’s chest, this wasn’t an unusual position for them to be in but…. It felt so much more daring to do something like this in public.

It wasn’t like they were doing anything inappropriate- he saw couples doing worse PDA in public all the time- but they weren’t a couple, were they?

And not only that- Nagi’s boss definitely had it out for him if their previous conversation was anything to go by. Not only that, Reo was the one and only heir of the Mikage Corporation, so it was kind of scandalous for him to go into a male maid café (or a maid café in general), so if anyone saw this…

Well, it wasn’t like anyone could see them. The booth’s curtain gave them a layer of privacy, covering them from the view of the other customers.

‘’So, Nagi.’’ Reo said, it was time to address the elephant in the room. ‘’Why’d you get this job?’’ He stopped speaking for a second, trying to collect his thoughts, ‘’I mean, if you want a video game or something, I’ll just buy it.’’

Nagi tensed, his grip only tightening around Reo’s waist. He yawned next to Reo’s hair and hummed. ‘’It’s not that,’’ He responded, ‘’I’ll tell you later, Reo.’’

He frowned. Well, at least Nagi was going to tell him. He still felt a bit betrayed, though. But whatever… Maybe he was being slightly too controlling of Nagi?

Nagi, like he could read his thoughts, quickly shot that idea down. ‘’I wanted to tell Reo, but I can’t.’’ He shifted in his seat, ‘’I’m sorry, Reo.’’

Reo could tell that Nagi was making puppy-dog eyes even though he couldn’t see him. Damn it. His pleading eyes were Reo’s weakness.

‘’It’s fine Nagi, don’t worry about it.’’ He rubbed comforting circles on Nagi’s wrist.

‘’No, no, I should’ve told -‘’ He stopped speaking mid-sentence. ‘’Ugh, I’m sorry, Reo. I’m going to get your food.’’

Reo raised an eyebrow. ‘’I can hear that gorilla walking towards us. I’ll be back in a second.’’ Now that Nagi had mentioned it, he really could hear the annoying click of Barous too-tall heels on the tile floor.

‘’Oh, okay then.’’ He said dumbly, ‘’I’ll see you soon?’’

Nagi made a peace sign at him before he quickly pulled the curtain to the side, leaving the booth. Reo was left all alone again.

He leaned back into the couch, crossing his arms. He thought about what Nagi said, now he was really curious why Nagi had gotten a job, but he was sure he had a good reason for keeping it from him. He really did trust Nagi with his entire being.

Reo turned his head. He could hear Nagi running towards his seat at a record pace.

He smiled, fidgeting with his sleeves.

He gently pulled the curtain to the side, letting Nagi in. Nagi nodded in greeting, placing both of the trays he was holding down on the table.

He served the omurice to Reo, sliding the plate towards him.

‘’Nagi~’’ He lazily made a peace sign, ‘’Nagi~’’ He did a little spin, the skirt of his dress flowing behind him. He made another peace sign with his other hand, pointing towards Reo. ‘’Kyun~ª!’’ He made a heart with his fingers, this time aimed towards the omelette that was going cold in front of Reo and winked.

Reo stilled a laugh, he could practically see the sparkles floating around the other man. He looked like he came straight from a romance manga… Was this the power of maids?

Nagi picked up the ketchup bottle from the tray, hiding it from Reo’s view.

Reo leaned over, looking at what Nagi was attempting to draw. He was struggling, his hands were slightly shaking. It was hard to write, let alone draw on a lumpy surface, but he was still doing a good job. Nagi really was a genius, after all.

‘’Close your eyes, Reo-sama.’’ Nagi said in a dead tone. Reo listened, putting his hands over his eyes, completely covering his vision.

‘’Tell me when I can look.’’

Nagi made a noise of affirmation. Reo could hear the ketchup bottle squelching in Nagi’s hands, he really was putting it through the wringer.

This was… kind of exciting. Reo started seeing the appeal of maid cafés. It was kind of like collab cafés, wasn’t it? Places where people don’t go for the food, instead going for the merch (or experience, in this case.)

He was, once again, delightfully surprised by Nagi. He really wasn’t expecting this level of customer service from him. Reo understood how Nagi hadn’t been fired yet, he truly felt like he was experiencing the cream of the crop in terms of maid cafés.

‘’Reo-sama,’’ Nagi said, completely monotone, ‘’you can open your eyes now~.’’

Reo peaked out from in between his fingers, eventually removing his hands from his eyes.

The omurice had a drawing of two cartoon otters on it, Reo immediately recognized them as Bonobono and Reri-chan, two characters from Nagi’s favorite anime. On top of them, ‘Seishirou and Reo’ was written in Hiragana.

Reo grinned, this was cute, despite its childishness. Maybe its childishness made it even cuter. They were a little wobbly, but still very impressive, at least in Reo’s opinion. His Nagi was truly a genius.

‘’Does Reo like it?’’ Nagi asked, making puppy-dog eyes towards Reo.

Reo was a weak man, he truly was. He folded instantly, opening his arms, gesturing for Nagi to sit next to him.

Nagi fell like a sack on top of him, laying his head on Reo’s lap. Reo let out an embarrassing yelp at the contact, covering his mouth.

Nagi yawned, his hair framing his face, ‘’Did Reo like his drawing?’’

‘’It’s really cute, Nagi, I liked it.’’ He let out a half-hearted laugh, scratching Nagi’s scalp.

‘’Reo…’’ Nagi closed his eyes, taking in the feeling. His mouth was formed into an ‘x’ shaped pout, enjoying Reo’s spoiling like he was a cat. ‘’Reo’s cuter.’’

Reo sputtered, stopping dead in his tracks. He cleared his throat, playing with Nagi’s hair. If Nagi knew that Reo liked, no, loved him, would he keep making dumb comments like that?

‘’Nagi.’’ He said, a slight pained smile on his lips, ‘’You don’t mean that, do you?’’

Nagi visibly frowned (it was a slight twitch on the corners of his lips but Reo caught it.)

‘’How could I not, Reo?’’ He turned his head, tickling Reo’s thighs with his hair, ‘’Reo’s the cutest master ever…’’

Reo chocked on air, his heart skipping a beat. ‘’N-nagi.’’ He blushed, trying to cover his face with his bangs. God, he felt like his crush was really obvious.

His skillful hands were scratching behind Nagi’s ears, petting him like he was a cat. The kitty headband really suited him, Reo laughed internally.

Reo shook his head. Nagi was melting in his lap, almost purring. He wasn’t paying attention to anything Reo wanted to say. Reo sighed lovingly, scratching behind Nagi’s chin.

‘’Nagi,’’ He said again. Nagi opened one eye, looking horribly tired. He was going to give in to sleep soon.

‘’Nagi…’’ Nagi stretched his legs and arms, sitting up to face Reo. Reo felt a bit bad for interrupting him, it felt nice to lay in his lap, but it had to be done.

Nagi, the PDA demon that he was, decided to rest his chin on Reo’s shoulder, making Reo flush a brighter shade. He buried his nose in Reo’s hair.

‘’You are cute, Reo…’’ He leaned further into him, wrapping an arm around his shoulder. Reo was sure that he had done that many times before, but Nagi hand’t really returned the gesture. ‘’And you smell good, too….’’

Reo gave up. He actually gave up. He put his head in his hands. This was some sort of divine punishment-torture mix meant for only himself.

‘’I, uhm,’’ Reo peaked out from his fingers, Nagi was looking at him with big bug eyes, ‘’I want to eat?’’

Nagi nodded in response, picking up the spoon and scopping up some of the rice. Reo’s eyes widened in shook as Nagi forced it into his mouth. Reo let out a little noise, but eventually decided to chew and swallow it.

Nagi got scooped up another spoonful, this time placing it into Reo’s mouth more carefully. He set his free hand on Reo’s chin, tilting his head up slightly. He pressed the spoon against Reo’s lips, like he was asking for permission this time, and Reo opened his mouth, a bright red blush decorating his cheeks.

He wasn’t used to this. Yet again, Nagi managed to switch their roles on their heads, with Nagi feeding him instead of the opposite.

Reo loved feeding Nagi- he did it every day, three times a day. It was mainly to make sure that Nagi ate, but also because he wanted to spoil him but… Now that he was on the receiving end, he realized how intimate it all felt.

Nagi’s gentle fingers tucked the longer side of his bangs behind his ears. Reo flushed at the skin-to-skin contact. Another bite of omurice fell past his lips. He carefully chewed each bite, swallowing. He looked at Nagi for reassurance, and Nagi was looking at him like he was the only thing in the world that mattered.

He could see his reflection in Nagi’s irises because of their close distance. He looked away, a sigh on his lips.

He expected Nagi to continue spoon feeding him, but he didn’t do that.

Instead of placing the spoon in Reo’s mouth, he took it in his instead. All that Reo could think about was how that was an indirect kiss. Nagi chewed slowly, probably thinking how much of a hassle it was to feed himself, and swallowed.

That… Could that be considered a kiss? Reo touched his lips, fantasizing about what it would be like to kiss Nagi.

Nagi stuck his tongue out in mock disgust. ‘’Bleh,’’ he groaned, ‘’Maid Barou’s cooking is still shit…’’ He trailed off, pouting with his cheeks puffed out.

‘’Ah, wait, Reo,’’ He was taken out of his thoughts, ‘’I forgot to do the ritual for your milkshake…’’ He sulked. Reo didn’t mind- Nagi feeding him was more than enough.

‘’Hold on,’’ He could hear the clattering of dishes, and could see the can of whipped cream that Nagi was holding. ‘’I hope this impresses Reo…’’ He was going to be impressed with anything that his treasure did, so it didn’t really matter.

Nagi lazily did a little dance, spinning his skirt. ‘’Become delicious...’’ He pointed at the drink with the energy of a sloth, ‘’Nagi~’’ He held his skirt up like a princess, a tiny sliver of his boxers showing, ‘’Nagi~’’ He said in a sing-song voice, ‘’Kyun~ª!’’ He pointed at the shake

Reo giggled a bit, clapping. How could Nagi say he was cute when he was doing things like this? He was clearly the cuter one in their friendship.

He squirted a bit of the whipped cream directly onto the drink and stirred it, Reo watched how it changed colors, going from a pale pink to a bright purple. He hummed in encouragement, cool tricks like that were something he expected from a maid café… not the other stuff.

Nagi bowed in response, ‘’Here you go, Reo-sama.’’

 He placed the drink right in front of Reo, who took a tentative sip, humoring him. The drink itself was alright, a bit tasteless and too sweet, but it was drinkable.

He licked his lips, it went well with the tasteless café food he had already tried out.

‘’Ah, Reo-sama,’’ Nagi said, getting his attention, ‘’You have a bit of whipped cream on your face, let me wipe if off.’’

Reo was going to be dizzy.

His body heated up, he was sure he was a cherry-red. He tensed when he felt Nagi’s careful fingers wiping the bit of frosting off his cheek with absolute precision. He wasn’t sure if he gasped (maybe he just gasped in his head?), but he knew he hadn’t imagined the touch.

‘’N-nagi?!’’ He blurted out without thinking.

‘’Eh, Reo?’’ Nagi questioned, ‘’Do you want more whipped cream?’’ He tilted his head to one side, and Reo’s heart almost jumped out from his chest.

‘’Um.’’ Very smart, Reo! ‘’Sure?’’ His brain was actually fried, or cooked as Chigiri would say. Genuinely fried. Brainrotted. Smoke was probably coming out from his ears because of the sheer cooking his brain had just rawdogged.

‘’Open your mouth, Reo’’ Nagi commanded, holding his jaw once again. Reo complied, obviously not thinking about anything at all (his braincells weren’t going to survive at this rate), his head truly empty.

Nagi squeezed the whipped cream directly into his ready mouth.

Reo’s jaw would be on the floor if his mouth wasn’t already open.

Nagi took the initiative while Reo was trying to think, pressing his chapped lips against Reo’s soft ones, forcing him into a kiss.

Reo was even more stunned. Did… did Nagi know what this implied? Did Nagi think this was just for fun? Did Nagi know the way he was playing with Reo’s feelings? He had to know what he was doing, right?? This meant he liked him…

Yes, that was it. Nagi definitely liked him back, right, maybe?? What other motivation would he have to kiss someone? To Kiss Reo?

At least Reo’s brain was back in working order…?

Nagi’s tongue slipped against his lips, licking some of the drool that managed to fall out of Reo’s mouth, trying to urge some of the cream back in. There was a bit of resistance from Reo’s side, but he gave in eventually, letting Nagi do whatever he wanted.

Nagi’s skillful tongue explored his mouth, licking his teeth (since when did Nagi know how to do this… He hand’t practiced with anyone, had he?! His hit list keep expanding…) He sucked on Reo’s tongue, drinking up the sweet flavor of the frosting.

Reo could taste the other’s tongue, feeling every vulgar suck and lick. Nagi bit his lower lip, maybe a bit harder than Reo would’ve liked, not hard enough to draw blood but hard enough to bruise.

‘’N-nagi…?!’’ Reo’s brain had turned to mush once again, Nagi was so sweet in his mouth….

He covered his lips with his hands, trying to hide the tomato shade of red he was sure he was at this point.

‘’Reo?’’ Nagi asked, trying to pry Reo’s hands, wanting to kiss the corners of his mouth.

‘’Did Reo-sama dislike it?’’ He looked like a kicked puppy, and that made Reo want to hit himself.

‘’No, no, it was fine!’’ He waved his hands defensively, ‘’Um,’’ He looked around, almost crazed, ‘’Do you like me…?’’ He asked tentatively.

Nagi stared at him like he was dumb.

‘’Like… Do you, um.’’ Reo wasn’t sure he could speak, ‘’Do you like-like me? Like a…. Like a….’’ He whispered, ‘’Like a boyfriend?’’

Nagi looked off to the sighed, thinking about how to respond. Reo’s heart was beating in his chest from anticipation. God, this was awkward. He was half-hard in the maid café his friend worked at, in public, asking a question he had meant to ask Nagi since he knew him. A question which could potentially ruin their relationship forever!

‘’I like Reo like a wife.’’ Nagi said, like it was the most obvious thing. ‘’A boyfriend doesn’t cut it. Reo’s my super elite wife.’’ He nodded, like whatever he was saying made sense.

Reo could feel his soul leaving his body. He was going to pass out, he was going to die! Too many feelings in a single day!

Nagi was back on his mouth, acting like he would die if he didn’t kiss him. He was going to devour him if he didn’t slow down!

He could still taste the faint hint of frosting on his saliva, making him drool. Nagi was being insistent with him, holding him in place, pressing him up against the booth’s wall. Reo had no way to escape the situation (not like he wanted to). Nagi was on top of him, doing everything in his power to hold him down, tasting his vulnerabilities.

Reo wanted to break free, not to escape, but to wrap his arms around Nagi, to reciprocate, but he couldn’t. He managed to slightly trash around in his grip, but he doubted that Nagi noticed.

Reo’s brain finally caught up, he tried to fervently return the kiss. He wanted to kiss Nagi, he had for actual years, but Nagi wasn’t letting him do anything more than just sit there and it take it.

He was being so aggressive, so much so that Reo almost felt like his prey.

‘’Reo,’’ He gasped for air, breaking the kiss. A single strand of saliva connected them together. His lips were swollen red, and Reo was sure his were also.

‘’Reo,’’ He licked off some of the drool that was pooling around the corners of Reo’s mouth, Reo probably looked pathetic.

‘’Reo,’’ He squeezed a bit of whipped cream on Reo’s neck, trailing down to his collarbone. Reo shuddered at the cold feeling, unbuttoning his shirt a bit more. Nagi licked it off, biting him, just like he did in his mouth. His bites were harsh, with the intention to mark him. Reo wouldn’t be able to cover up his bite marks and hickeys with his button down’s collar or even a turtle neck.

‘’Reo,’’ He squeezed some more frosting all over his shirt, not caring even a little bit about dirtying it. He was practically salivating all over Reo, licking his chest. Reo’s breath hitched in his throat, biting his lip to not make a sound. Despite the fact it didn’t feel like it, they were still in public. Reo could even hear the customers outside their booth chatting away.

Reo’s puffy nipples were straining against the restrictive fabric of his dress shirt, he was also fully hard at this point, pitching a tent in his pants.

Nagi was doing everything he could to avoid his nipples, only nibbling and biting the skin around them, effectively teasing Reo.

The chest part of his shirt was fully transparent and sticky, wet with Nagi’s saliva and the cream. It was a lewd sight, and even from the angle, he could see how red his chest had gotten, a side effect from his embarrassment.

Reo sighed harshly, the feeling of Nagi’s hot breath against his cool, wet skin was overwhelming, but still not enough, his shirt was proving to be an annoying obstacle.

Nagi finally took one of his nipples in his mouth, it looked like he was trying to draw milk from him. Reo pat his head, encouraging him. God, this was…. He couldn’t believe he was doing this, but he’d do anything for his treasure. The friction against his clothed pecs was exhilarating, but it was limiting the pleasure he could gain from this.

Like he could read his mind, Nagi ripped his shirt off, destroying some of the buttons.

Reo groaned, ‘’Nagi…’’ His shirt was totally ruined now…

‘’Call me Seishirou, Reo.’’ He continued his attack on Reo’s torso, this time providing direct stimulation to Reo’s hard nipples, pinching and twisting them.

Reo gasped, louder than he intended. Nagi was being really harsh with him, sucking hard enough for it to hurt. He thrust his chest up into Nagi’s mouth, almost out of instinct, his body begging for more stimulation. His Nagi- no, his Seishirou was doing so well for him, making him feel like this.

Seishirou looked up from his continued assault, he had a glint in his eyes that Reo had never seen before. Reo dug his hand into his hair, pulling it slightly, urging him to continue. Seishirou didn’t seem to mind, only contently humming, making Reo whine.

Rep tried to grind his crotch up into him, but Seishirou’s grip on him was too strong- he couldn’t move a single inch. His body pressed up against the other’s, his heat felt addicting.

‘’Reo…’’ He lifted his head from Reo’s hickey-ridden chest, showing off the blue and purple blotches, nipples swollen red. ‘’When I get you pregnant… You’ll let me do this again, right?’’

Reo weakly nodded, blushing at the idea. He wouldn’t mind starting a family with Seishirou- they’d have enough money for children, and Reo would make sure to spend a lot of time with them- he had to wonder how Nagi made him feel so fucked-out that he wanted to start a family with him just from simple nipple play. And it was impossible for him to get pregnant but… With the way Seishirou was looking at him, he might’ve believed he could do it.

Seishirou smiled widely, honest to god smiled, something Reo barely saw, his expression was always passive and neutral.

He trailed down kisses towards Reo’s navel, and then he went further down, carefully undoing Reo’s belt, lowering his pants down to his knees.

Reo leaned back, shifting around. He was honestly kind of scared, even though he’d fantasized about this situation many times in the past.

He shivered once the cool air finally hit his hard, neglected cock, precum dripping from the tip. He sighed at the feeling, gripping the back of the sofa to steady himself.

Seishirou spread around more of the whipped cream, making Reo shudder and twitch, holding his thighs down. His hot breath tickled Reo’s most sensitive areas.

He licked around Reo’s rim, pressing a sloppy kiss against it, drinking up the loud, shameless sound Reo let out.

‘’Careful, Reo-sama,’’ Seishirou said, licking his lips, ‘’Reo wouldn’t want anyone else to hear him, right?’’ From the angle, Reo could only see Seishirou’s stupid headband, but he could just hear the smugness in his voice.

Reo covered his mouth with his hands, trying to muffle any potential sound. Seishirou dived righ back in, Reo could feel kitten licks over his hole, pushing some of the frosting inside him. He had to bite his tongue, Seishirou’s tongue was so warm compared to the cool whipped cream.

Seishirou seemed to like his reaction, as he squeezed a bit more on his fingers and spread it around. He licked a long stripe from Reo’s perineum to his hole, soiling his skin with the sticky substance.

He didn’t waste any time, licking Reo’s rim like a starved man, making Reo think he was going to die. He had never been so vulnerable in his entire life, this was something he was only going to show to Seishirou, no one else would ever see him like this.

His hot breath ghosts against his hole until he finally decided to push his tongue in. He was met with little resistance, as Reo was still flustered. Reo really wanted to show to Seishirou how good he was making him feel, but he couldn’t, the stakes were too high.

He turned his head, trying to muffle his noises in one of the restaurant pillows which were scattered along the couch.

‘’Sei…’’ Reo whimpered, he had never made a sound like that… It was frankly, really embarrassing. But with Seishirou it didn’t feel like that…

It did nothing but egg Seishirou on, he pushed his tongue further and further into Reo’s warmth, making him gasp. He licked around his walls, making sure not a single drop of the frosting went to waste.

He could feel the heat pooling in his gut, a tell-tale sign he was going to come soon. He was drooling, the pillow in his hands a wet mess now.

Seishirou took his tongue out for a second, not forgetting to give a parting kiss to Reo’s rim. Reo hid his face in embarrassment, trying not to look at the other man.

He squeezed more of the cream on his fingers, ‘’Don’t do that, Reo.’’ He said, diving back down in between Reo’s spread legs, ‘’You’re too beautiful to be hidden away…’’

Reo barely had any time to process Seishirou’s words before he decided to spear him on his fingers.

The first one slid in pretty easily due to Seishirou’s hard work, taking it about halfway. Seishirou barely gave him any time to adjust before putting the second one in, this time a bit more difficult. Seishirou was met with resistance, but it was worth it. Reo moaned sweetly, keening at the stretch.

‘’Reo…’’ He whined, ‘’I didn’t take you for an exhibitionist.’’

Reo chocked on air, not sure how to respond, only letting another equally loud moan out when Seishirou scissored his fingers, trying to open him up wider for his cock.

‘’Be careful, Reo-sama.’’ Was the only warning he got when Seishirou decided to stick his tongue in again, licking up all the fallen frosting around Reo’s rim.

Reo bit the inside of his cheek hard enough to draw blood, doing his best not to make noise while Seishirou was stretching him out. He could feel him searching for his prostate, angling his thrusts, switching between scissoring and thrusting.

‘’Oh,’’ Seishirou said, as if Reo wasn’t struggling to keep his composure, ‘’I guess I found it.’’

He abused the spongy spot inside Reo, closely watching his reactions. Every twitch and shake, every time he bit his pillow, the way his cock drooled uselessly, completely untouched. It ached, a bright red color, just begging to come.

Who was Seishirou to deny him?

His assault continued, pressing as hard as he could into that little spot. Reo thought he was seeing stars, dizzy from all of it. He had never felt so much pleasure in such a short period of time, it felt endless.

‘’Sei,’’ He rasped out, ‘’Sei…’’ Reo continued grinding on his face, trying to force his tongue impossibly deeper inside of him. ‘’I’m close…. Sei….’’ He whined.

He tangled his hands in Seishirou’s hair, tugging, forcing him to increase his pace.

A bolt of pleasure ran up Reo’s spine, his eyes half-lidded, his tongue was lolled out of his mouth. He was shaking hard, despite Seishirou’s vice grip on his thigh. His head was buried into a pillow, muffling all of his little gasps of pleasure and his moans.

He wanted everyone to know that Seishirou was his, and that he was Seishirou’s, but he couldn’t. It was too dangerous. So he just pitifully tried to stop his moans, not wanting to let out even a single sound.

He was at his breaking point, but a particularly well-aimed thrust forced him to come. His orgasm came down on him like a crashing wave, intense and rough. His poor cock squirted cum all of his soiled chest, sullying his dress shirt even more. He wanted to scream, burying his face in his pillow.

He panted, red-faced, trying to collect his breath.

Seishirou quickly pressed a chatse kiss on his lips, nothing like their previous ones. It was soft, with gentle lips crashing into each other. God, Reo could still taste the whipped cream and himself.

‘’Reo,’’ He breathed against Reo’s lips, ‘’Reo enjoyed that, right?’’ He cupped the other’s face.

Reo was too tired to even think, but he managed out a sly grin. ‘’Yeah,’’ He scratched Seishirou’s chin like he was a cat, ‘’It was amazing, Sei.’’ That was probably the biggest understatement of the century.

Seishirou blushed, looking away from Reo, who was going to die from how cute the sight was. ‘’So then….’’ He leaned back, ‘’Would it be okay if Reo made me feel good too…?’’

He placed his hard cock over Reo’s thigh, red and angry, a good amount of precum leaking from the tip. It pitched a tent from below his fluffy maid uniform’s skirt, lifting it up.

Reo grimaced. It was huge.

It wasn’t like he was small himself, he was definitely bigger than average…. It was just that Seishirou was on a whole other level.

Despite his fear, his mouth watered. Just how was he going to fit that inside himself…?

He made eye-contact with Seishirou’s pleading eyes…. Fuck. He couldn’t say no to him, could he?

‘’Sei…’’ He called out weakly, not having fully recovered from his orgasm, ‘’Just be gentle, alright?’’

Seishirou’s eyes lit up, nodding enthusiastically. He muttered a quick ‘’Yes, boss,’’ before hauling up Reo’s thighs like he weighed nothing.

Seishirou lined himself up with Reo’s abused rim, slowly pushing in, careful not to hurt Reo.

Reo gasped at the stretch, it was kind of painful but it felt weirdly good. He drooled on himself some more, trying to keep his moans inside. This was embarrassing… He could hear the way the other customers were talking about random topics, he could hear the plates clattering in the background, he could hear the footsteps of new people walking in the restaurant and he could hear the bell chime above the door ringing when they did.

Seishirou pushed himself in, Reo’s heat enveloping him to the hilt like a loving embrace. He groaned silently, making sure not to alert anyone outside, setting up a brutal pace, pistoning into Reo.

‘’Reo…’’ He whispered, almost pulling out completely, making Reo sigh. He then fully pushed himself back in, a loud squelching noise the only sound in the booth.

He pushed Reo’s legs back, his ankles almost touching his shoulders, folding him almost in half. His was near Reo’s close enough to kiss him.

Reo’s expression was one of pure pleasure, his tongue rolling out, drooling all over himself. His eyes were half lidded, pupils rolling back to the back of his skull.

‘’Ngh,…’’ Reo moaned out, trying to keep his moans in, ‘’Sei, ah, Seishirou! This is i-impossible!’’ Seishirou decided to shut him up with a kiss, drowning out Reo’s moans. Reo’s whines kept on increasing in volume, Seishirou’s pace increased as well, the roughness in his thrusts apparent.

‘’Sei!’’ He groaned when Seishirou rutted against him, ‘’I can’t- I can’t!’’ He swallowed some of the spit that was pooling up in his mouth, ‘’I can’t keep it in!’’

Seishirou sighed, the best solution to the problem was the most obvious one.

He unceremoniously shoved his fingers inside the other’s mouth, enjoying the way he gagged around them with a noise. A few tears ran down his face when Seishirou reached the back of his throat.

Seishirou’s dick twitched at the sight, only provoking him to go faster. He cupped Reo’s face with his free hand, wiping away his tears, tucking a stray strand of hair behind his ears. Reo looked at him pitifully, overwhelmed with pleasure.

Seishirou narrowed his eyes, ramming in harder. He watched a stray tear falling down Reo’s cheek, all the way down to his chin.

He slotted himself in behind him, laying down and lifting his legs up. Reo let out a rough groan at being manhandled, scattering to try and find purchase to ground himself.

He shivered once Seishirou’s wet tongue brushed against his neck, and then the shell of his ear, a hot breath contrasting the feeling.

‘’S-shit,’’ Seishirou groaned in his ear, making Reo shudder, his treasure sounded so hot like that….

‘’Be quiet, okay, Reo?’’ He whispered, ‘’You wouldn’t want a scandal, right?’’ Seishirou’s assumption was correct, but… ‘’And don’t move around too much.’’

‘’Maid Barou’s furniture is shit, not only is he a failure, but he’s also a cheapskate,’’ Seishirou’s voice was laced with venom as he shoved his fingers even deeper down in Reo’s throat.

Reo gagged at the intrusion, he was always bad at swallowing medicine, so it was no wonder that he struggled to take in Seishirou’s fingers all the way.

‘’So the couch might creak,’’ Reo sobbed, a loud gag forcing itself from the back of his throat. That…! That wouldn’t even be Reo’s fault! It was Seishirou who was doing all the moving!

‘’Don’t worry, Reo…’’ Seishirou trailed gentle kisses down his back, ‘’As long as you keep sucking my fingers like you are right now, you’ll be fine.’’ Fuck! Reo hadn’t even realized what he was doing. He was so pliant, he wasn’t thinking about his actions at all. He felt like putty in Seishirou’s hands, he would go along with anything he wanted.

Seishirou lifted his leg up, plunging himself impossibly deeper inside Reo, making him cry harder, his sobs silenced. His hard cock was pressed so deep inside him, so deep, yet Seishirou managed to avoid that one spot inside him that made him see stars like it was the plague, Reo was convinced it was on purpose.

If someone walked in, the first thing they would see would be Reo speared on Seishirou’s cock, drooling all over himself and Seishirou’s fingers. They would see the way Reo’s rim was obscenely stretched to its limit, the way Seishirou was pistoning himself inside, the way the mixture of whipped cream and precum was leaking from his hole and down his thighs, the way his hard cock was pathetically bobbing along to Seishirou’s movements, weeping, begging to be touched.

Seishirou pulled out almost completely, making Reo whine. He flushed from embarrassment… Just from a few minutes of Seishirou fucking him reduced him to this pitiful state.

He rammed back in, so hard that Reo thought he was going to pass out. In moments like these, he was reminded of Seishirou’s strength… The revealing maid dress did nothing to help his muscular build.

Seishirou pressed down on Reo’s tongue, carefully fondling it in between his fingers, while he continued his forceful assault on Reo’s body.

‘’S-sei,’’ Saliva was pooling beneath him, completely coating Seishirou’s fingers in a thick layer, his words were slurred, struggling to speak.

He pressed a final wet kiss to Reo’s already marked neck, his warm breath against his skin.

‘’What is it, Reo?’’ He whispered carefully, eyes narrowing on the curtain that was separating them from the outside world.

Reo gasped when Nagi slowed down, almost fully stopping. A thin line of saliva connected Seishirou’s digits and his lips, ‘’Is this,’’ a sob escaped from him, ‘’Is this good for you as well, Sei-?!’’

He stuttered out his words when Seishirou harshly bucked his hips, a loud moan escaping his lips. Shit, he was sure someone heard that…

‘’You-‘’ Seishirou groaned, shutting his eyes, ‘’You don’t know what you do to me, Reo!’’ He brutally bit down on Reo’s shoulder, suppressing a whine.

The pace he set was brutal, ramming himself directly into Reo’s abused prostate. His arms were wrapped tightly around Reo, hard enough to leave even more bruises. Reo wished he could wear his marks proudly, he wished he could show off his treasure to the rest of the world- Seishirou was his, and he was Seishirou’s.

His hips stuttered erratically, flush against Reo’s rim, ‘’Shit… Reo!’’, he shouted, not caring about anyone else anymore.

Reo was fully crying, he was so overwhelmed… A mix of pleasure and pain hit him with each thrust, waves of electricity crashing over him. He was close, he was so close, just a bit more and he would come.

‘’Reo…!’’ Nagi cried out, ‘’I’m so close…!’’

Reo was limp in his arms, only being held up by Seishirou. He could barely pick up his hand to wrap it around Seishirou’s forearm, bringing him closer. He whimpered out a weak noise of agreement, trying to reach down his cock to stroke it.

He was nearing his orgasm- just a bit more stimulation and he’d come- he’d come crashing down, spilling all over himself and Nagi- just a bit more!

Nagi fully stopped moving.

‘’Sorry, Reo.’’ Seishirou mumbled against his hair, ‘’I can hear that failure’s footsteps all the way from here…’’

Reo’s mushy brain had trouble catching up, he was dazed, breathing heavy. He gave Seishirou a questioning look, tiny eyebrows quirking up in an attempt to ask him to continue.

He weakly tried to grind his hips on Seishirou’s cock, trying to force Seishirou to continue, he was so mean… Leaving him to his own devices while his cock was right there.

Seishirou groaned softly, tightening his hold around Reo’s torso, forbidding him from moving. Reo tried his best to continue, but he couldn’t do anything against Seishirou’s strength… He looked down towards his aching red cock, so close, yet so far, leaking precum uselessly.

‘’Hassleman!’’ A loud annoying voice boomed from outside the booth. ‘’When will you be back, you useless fucking donkey?!’’ He shouted, Reo could hear him stomping closer to the booth.

Seishirou sighed, ‘’Soon, dumbass maid. Hasn’t anybody taught you that patience is a virtue?’’ He spared a quick glance towards Reo, thinking quickly.

He slapped a hand over Reo’s mouth, muffling his noise of surprise. ‘’It’s okay, Reo,’’ He shushed him quietly and carefully, forcing Reo to sink further down on his cock.

Reo wanted to scream, he was so overstimulated. He could every inch pushing inside him slowly, bit by bit. Seishirou’s cock dragged against his sensitive walls and abused prostate, making him shiver with his full body.

‘’What are you even doing with your little in there, anyway?’’ Barou snickered from behind the curtain, Reo could imagine him fuming with his hands on his hips.

Seishirou tsked, sheating himself fully inside Reo before pulling out again. His pace was unforgiving, his thrusts were hard and almost painful, Reo was crying, the pain felt too good. Seishirou felt so good inside him, so deep…

‘’What would you even know about love, huh?’’ Nagi shouted back, pushing deeper inside Reo. Reo keened, almost purring. The stretch sent shivers down his spine, he felt like his insides would be molded into the shape of Seishirou’s cock, making it so that only Seishirou could fuck him. He wanted Seishirou to be the only one fucking him, he wanted to be Seishirou’s.

‘’More than you, dumbass!’’ Seishirou’s pace increased, making Reo feel even more dazed. Each aggressive thrust forced his eyes to the back of his head, his ruined orgasm was approaching. Was Seishirou letting out his anger on him…?

Reo weakly smiled behind Seishirou’s hand, that was so hot… Seishirou was using him like nothing more than a cocksleeve, he was using him like an object made just for his pleasure. He wouldn’t mind doing anything for Seishirou, and if he wanted him to be his live-in fleshlight, so be it.

‘’What the hell did you just say?!’’ Barou was screaming at this point, Reo thought he heard something similar to dishes breaking.

The hand that was harshly cupping Reo’s hand, tightened around his cheeks and chin, forcing him to be quiet, wet with his tears. Reo was going to scream, Seishirou’s onslaught was relentless. The heat in his gut pooled, he was completely spent, muscles slack.

‘’You heard me, failed maid!’’ Seishirou bit back.

Gently, like he wasn’t railing Reo into another dimension, he tucked a bit of Reo’s hair behind his ear. Reo keened at the touch, shaking.

‘’I’m close, Reo.’’ He whispered, tucking his head into the crook of Reo’s shoulder. ‘’You’re doing so well.’’

‘’Fuck this! You’re not worth dealing with!’’ Barou seethed, angrily walking away with harsh footsteps.

Seishirou sighed, a weight lifting off his chest. He cupped Reo’s chin with one hand, tenderly holding his hand with the other, their fingers intertwined.

He pressed a soft kiss against Reo’s lips, gentle in nature. Reo muttered something meaningless against him, melting into the kiss. His eyelashes fluttered, closing his eyes, moaning into Seishirou’s mouth- and Seishirou drank up his noises.

Seishirou’s thrusts became unpredictable with no clear rhythm, hips stuttering against Reo’s own.

He groaned, squeezing Reo’s hand. Reo could feel him pulsing inside, thick cum coming out in waves. He pressed himself further inside Reo, as far as he could go, before spilling inside, coating his walls in a heavy white fluid, effectively marking him as Seishirou’s.

Reo moaned loudly, a shattering feeling washing over him. Nagi’s cum was so warm inside, so perfect. Cum decorated his thighs, sticking to them.

Seishirou rode out his orgasm inside him, his thrusts weaker and more erratic, angled directly towards Reo’s prostate. Reo was extremely dizzy, he really was, the surrounding room around him spun, the image of Seishirou was becoming increasingly blurry.

‘’I love you, Reo.’’ He whispered quietly against his lips, almost to the point that Reo couldn’t hear him. If he didn’t know better, he’d think he was imagining it. Maybe he was, maybe he was just delusional.

He went completely still, the heat in his gut exploding. He gave into the pleasure, feeling like he was dissolving into nothingness. His ears rung with static, breath heavy, chest heaving. He felt like he got hit by a bolt of lightning, his body was burning up. His vision was filled with a white light, time stopping for a split second.

His legs shook from the intensity of his orgasm, his vision fading, his eyelids felt heavy as Seishirou’s arms wrapped around him once again, fully enveloping him in his larger frame. He fought the feeling as hard as he could, until he finally had to concede, his eyelids drifted close as a feeling that could only be described as true peacefulness surrounded him.

Reo’s head was pounding, he stirred in his sleep. He nuzzled the soft sheets he was hugging, the light lavender scent extremely comforting.

The pillow below him felt so soft, he felt like he never wanted to get up.

He groaned, his whole body hurt like hell. His back was so sore, he had to internally wince. He didn’t even to think about his hips.

Wait, pillow? Sheets? BED??

He gasped for air, forcing himself up.

Looking around, he was back in his bedroom in his and Seishirou’s apartment, with Seishirou nowhere to be seen.

Reo, unfortunately, had the idea to turn on his phone. He wasn’t sure what the purpose was…. Maybe he just wanted to check his notifications, or read up about the stock market…. Maybe he just wanted to check his business email or start doomscrolling.

He forgot that the last thing he opened was his and Isagi’s LINE conversation.

01.06

19:44

Isagi: youre coming tmrw right?

Reo: Yeah, I cleared my schedule.

Isagi: niceee

Isagi: i know barou (and me) will be SALIVATING at your tips

Reo: LOL, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to tip both of you well~ ;)

02.06

18:23

Isagi: reo

Isagi: srry for not mssging u

Isagi: i had a pretty high fever this morning

Isagi: i called barou and passed out

Isagi: u don’t have to come

20:53

Isagi: REO

Isagi: REO

Isagi: BAROU’S ON A CALL W/ME RN

Isagi: HE TOOK A CUT OUT OF MY PAYCHECK??? HE SAID IT WAS UR FAULT?? BUT HE’S A JACKASS SO I LOWKEY DON’T BELIEVE HIM…

20:55

Isagi:…

Isagi: REO WHAT DID YOU AND NAGI DO

Isagi: HE WON’T TELL ME BUT HE WANTS TO FUCKING ASSASINATE NAGI

Isagi: tell nagi not to come to work tomorrow….

Isagi: holy fuck reo how much money did you give him??? REO HOW MUCH MONEY DIDY OU GIVE THIS MAN??

Isagi: can u give me some as well tho

 He slammed his phone back onto the nightstand. He didn’t want to think about Isagi’s messages any more than he had to.

He kicked the covers off himself, making his way to their shared kitchen. Ugh… He was going to kill Seishirou before Barou got to him.

‘’Oh, Reo.’’ Seishirou looked back at him from his position near the kitchen counter, fiddling with a few pans and plates. ‘’I thought you’d still be asleep. Sorry.’’ He slightly bowed, putting the pan he was holding back on the stove.

He yawned, ‘’I made you some coffee, though. It’s on the table there,’’ He pointed to the dining room table his spatula, bringing Reo’s gaze there.

Who the hell was this and what they do with his Seishirou?

He picked up his phone from where it was discarded on the counter, leaving the already burnt food he was cooking to burn some more. Reo was going to eat it anyways because his Seishirou made it, but he had to mentally prepare himself.

‘’I’m really sorry, Reo.’’ Reo’s head was empty. He was sorry? For what?

Maybe he really was playing with Reo’s feelings in the café and wanted to apologize for leading Reo on? Or maybe he wanted to apologize for the how rough he went on Reo’s body? (He didn’t mind, it felt too good…) Either way, he was confused and kind of scared.

‘’I got a job because I wanted to buy you…., hold on.’’ Seishirou picked up his long forgotten phone, switching between a few tabs.

SEISHIROU WANTED TO BUY HIM SOMETHING???

Okay so maybe hell had frozen over…

But Reo was touched. Even though he could most likely afford whatever Seishirou wanted to get him, he still appreciated the gesture. It was really, really sweet.

‘’This…’’ He put the screen in front of Reo, who at this point felt like the living embodiment of a Windows blue screen, and pointed to it.

Reo leaned in, and was surprised to say the least. On the screen was a picture of a listing for a very expensive life-size plushy of both otters from Seishirou’s favorite anime.

‘’I wanted to buy you Reri, but I couldn’t resist the Bonobono one…So….’’ He looked away, unusually bashful.

Reo had actual, honest to god, tears in his eyes. He was going to cry because Seishirou was too cute. This wasn’t cuteness aggression anymore…. Maybe Chigiri was right, maybe he was fucking delusional for thinking a grown-ass 6’3’’ freeloading man was the cutest thing ever.