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Kaoru knows what he’s doing is wrong. He knows it’s perverted and creepy. He knows that if Kojiro ever found out, their friendship of over twenty years would be over in an instant.
He knows this.
But he can’t help it that his best friend is so god damn sexy that every interaction makes Kaoru so horny he feels like he’s going insane.
Sometimes it’s the heated arguments they get into that makes Kaoru feel flushed. Sometimes it’s the way Kojiro shows off his perfectly sculpted body at “S” that makes Kaoru weak in the knees. Sometimes it’s watching Kojiro’s hands as he cooks that make Kaoru so wet, he has to wash his clothes the moment he gets home and has to pray that Kojiro wasn’t able to smell his arousal.
It was a miracle he hadn’t yet with the way Kaoru is often dripping down his thighs at the mere thought of what those hands are capable of.
And he has to do something about it to keep what little sanity he has left intact.
So that’s how Kaoru finds himself with a collection of very pretty, very pleasurable, sex toys that he uses after every time he sees Kojiro.
Kaoru isn’t proud of it. And there are certainly more appropriate things he could be spending all of his money on, but - well! What else was he meant to do when a single smirk from Kojiro could make him want to drop to his knees?
So now Kaoru has a routine. Every night, after he gets home from seeing Kojiro, he picks out one of his toys and fucks himself stupid with Kojiro’s name on his lips. Sometimes he makes himself come so many times and ends up so exhausted, he falls asleep with his sheets a mess and a toy still inside him.
Kaoru knows it’s becoming an issue but he can’t just stop. And he certainly can’t ask Kojiro to fuck him. That’s completely out of the question.
Today is no different.
Kaoru went to eat dinner at Sia la Luce like he did most evenings. Tonight wasn’t any different than normal. Kojiro faked complaining about how Kaoru was spoiled and threatened to not give him dinner, Kaoru was given dinner anyway, and they chatted about their days.
Kaoru also couldn’t get Kojiro’s smirks out of his mind and was forced to look at Kojiro’s work shirt stretching over his broad shoulders all evening.
Kaoru left a couple hours later with a full stomach and an aching cunt.
The moment Kaoru gets home, he rushes to his room, stripping as he goes. He had decided on the way back that he would use one of his new toys, one that got delivered just the day before. Kaoru knew he wanted to use it the moment he left Sia. It’s a nine inch, nubby glass dildo. The bumps are a pretty light pink and purple palette that matches the rest of Kaoru’s toys perfectly.
He lies back against his pillows as he slowly teases the dildo against his clit. The cool glass makes him arch his back as he moves it to press against his entrance.
He pictures Kojiro holding the toy - pictures him looming over Kaoru and pinning him in place with those massive hands. He imagines Kojiro’s voice whispering praises in his ears:
“You’re being so good for me, baby,” he imagines Kojiro saying. He whines and presses the toy into his entrance. “Look at how well you're taking me.”
The nubs on the toy drag against Kaoru’s walls as he slowly pushes it in. He spreads his legs wider and grips the bed sheets with his other hand.
He imagines Kojiro’s large body caging him in as he works the toy inside Kaoru. He thinks about the way Kojiro would kiss his neck - maybe wrap his hand around it…
Kaoru reaches up and wraps the hand that was in the sheets around his neck and squeezes. The pressure is light and not enough to do anything, but the thought of Kojiro doing it makes him gasp. He thinks about how much power would be behind those fingers.
He pushes the toy in as far as he can. He rocks his hips against it and squeezes his neck a little more.
“You look so good like this, doll,” Kojiro would say. He’d probably give Kaoru a moment to get used to the toy before thrusting it hard. At that thought, Kaoru starts thrusting the toy hard and fast, picturing the ways Kojiro’s muscles would bulge from the action.
Kaoru squeezes his eyes shut and works the toy faster.
He remembers the way Kojiro had licked his lips earlier while zoning out for a moment. Had he been thinking about having his way with Kaoru? Was he thinking about bending Kaoru over the table and fucking him?
The nubs on the toy give Kaoru an entirely new sensation. It’s not the first glass dildo he’s used, but it is the first textured one.
Kaoru wonders if Kojiro would want to fuck him with it. Maybe put Kaoru on his hands and knees as he works the toy in him.
Kaoru’s toes curl and he picks up the pace. The slide is easy with how wet he is - how wet he’s been. He squeezes the hand around his throat and moans.
He thinks about Kojiro panting over him. Maybe he would kiss Kaoru as he gets close to his own climax. That would be nice.
Sweet.
Kaoru bites his lip as the toy presses against his G-spot. He angles his hand so he hits it again and again with each thrust.
Kaoru can feel himself getting closer and lets go of his neck. He reaches down to rub at his clit. It’s practically frictionless with how wet he is. He can feel the way he’s dripping onto the sheets, each thrust of the toy forcing more slick out of him.
Kaoru’s body feels taut and his back arches more with each thrust. He can’t stop the whines that leave his mouth the closer he gets.
“Come for me, princess.”
“Mn - Koji! ” Kaoru’s orgasm crashes into him. He doesn’t slow down as he thrusts the toy through his orgasm, working himself through it the way he just knows Kojiro would.
He moves his hand off of his clit and squeezes his neck again as he comes down. He slows his pace with the toy just a bit and can already feel another orgasm building.
“You gonna come again, babygirl?” he imagines Kojiro saying, voice deep with lust. “Be good for me and come again.”
Kaoru squeezes his neck a little bit harder, wishing it was Kojiro’s hand instead. He keeps a steady pace with the toy, already on the brink of another orgasm.
His second orgasm is calmer. Kaoru hums as he works himself through it, his toes curling at the pleasure.
He whines as he drags the dildo out of him - overstimulated and sensitive. He moves the hand around his throat back down to his clit, circling it slowly and soothingly as he comes down.
When he finally comes down, he rolls over and presses his face into his pillows. He knows he needs to get up and shower, but right now he just wants to curl up and pretend he doesn’t exist. Not to mention, if he stays like this, he can prolong having to face the shame of getting off to the thought of his best friend.
There’s also the fact that he desperately wants Kojiro to be there with him, wrapping his strong arms around Kaoru and holding him tight.
He takes a deep breath and forces himself to sit up. He feels his face heat up as he stares at the mess he made. There’s a wet patch on his sheets and the toy is completely covered in come.
He briefly wonders if he could make himself squirt. He’s never done it before, but he’s also never tried.
Kojiro could probably get him to…
Before that thought can go anywhere, Kaoru takes the top sheet off of the bed and throws it in the laundry hamper by his closet.
Next time. He’ll try to squirt next time.
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“Next time” happens to be the very next night.
It’s an “S” night and Kaoru has been uncomfortably wet since the moment he and Kojiro got there. Kojiro decided that he wanted to spend his time around Kaoru all night instead of entertaining his fan club.
This wasn’t particularly unusual - they have been best friends since kindergarten, after all - but it had been happening more frequently lately. Kaoru chalked it up to Kojiro being paranoid because of what happened at the tournament. If Kaoru is the clingy one then Kojiro is the overprotective one, ready to throw a fist at the first sign of Kaoru being in danger.
Kaoru thinks he’d be more peeved about it if it were anyone else. However, he knows that Kojiro knows that Kaoru is very capable of fighting for himself - being overprotective is just simply how Kojiro is.
It is quite silly and incredibly attractive.
And it makes Kaoru so turned on he wishes he could drag Kojiro back to his place and have sex with him all night long.
But no, he has to watch Kojiro entertain the kids all night as well as be in Kaoru’s space as much as possible.
Kaoru thinks if they had been there any longer he’d put his head through a wall from how unbearably horny it made him.
And then - because Kaoru apparently wasn’t suffering enough - Kojiro decided that he had to lean down and talk in Kaoru’s ear all night. The way his low voice thrummed through Kaoru’s body was maddening.
The toy he decides to use isn’t a new one, but it’s one he doesn’t use often. It's a pink, glass dildo with beads and a heart-shaped handle. He saves it for when he needs to edge himself - for when Kojiro seems to be teasing him, as if he knows exactly what he’s doing to Kaoru.
“Baby, look at you,” he imagines Kojiro saying with faux sympathy. He clinches down on the toy and sobs. He’s been edging himself since he got home from “S” almost an hour ago. “So desperate for me. Who knew you were such a little slut.”
Kaoru gasps and grips the bed sheets. He doesn’t think he can last much longer.
“What are you waiting for, baby? You can come.”
Kaoru’s orgasm crashes into him. He can feel tears fall down his cheeks as he thrusts the toy faster, each notch of the dildo dragging against his walls and pressing into his G-spot. There’s come dripping down his wrist and onto the bed.
He doesn’t remember the last time he was this messy, and it’s only his first orgasm.
“Koji! ” he whines as he starts to come down. “More, please! ”
“More? This wasn’t enough? Greedy slut, you want more?”
Kaoru sobs, wondering if Kojiro would ever be willing to degrade him. The idea of his sweet Kojiro ever saying anything like that makes his skin buzz in pleasure. Humiliation would sound delicious on his lips.
Kaoru whines again and slows his thrusts as he turns over on his knees. He wraps an arm around his pillow and presses his face into it. He arches his back and imagines Kojiro behind him, picking up the pace with the dildo again.
The pillow doesn’t do much to muffle his moans and he wonders if Kojiro would tease him for it. He wonders if Kojiro would call him names as he fucked Kaoru faster. Would he pull Kaoru’s hair too? Spit in his mouth?
The toy presses deeper in and rubs against his G-spot with each thrust. He can tell he’s close again and has no plans of edging himself anymore.
He lets his orgasm build as he tries to keep a rhythm. He’s so desperate for release that he doesn’t notice the way it turns sharp at first.
He suddenly realizes that he has to pee but it’s too late to stop. And then the feeling passes and he’s coming harder than he ever has in his life.
He can feel himself soaking the toy, his arm, the bed. And he just. Keeps. Coming.
Kaoru thinks he’s screaming but his brain is just static. He keeps moving the toy through his orgasm but it’s erratic and barely pleasurable by the time he starts coming down.
He takes the dildo out quickly as the overstimulation becomes unbearable. He ends up throwing it across the bed before collapsing.
He isn’t sure how long he lays there but it’s long enough for the satisfaction of such an intense orgasm to seep away and for the loneliness of not having Kojiro there with him to start consuming him.
Kaoru sobs and buries himself under the blankets, not caring about the mess right now. He just wants Kojiro there with him.
He pulls the blanket tighter around him and curls up tighter. He doesn’t care if Kojiro is into any of that. He doesn’t care if Kojiro would ever want to have sex with him. He just wants him there.
He distantly realizes he’s dropping but the tears won’t stop.
Before he can stop himself, he reaches for his phone and calls Kojiro.
“Kaoru?” Kojiro answers on the third ring and Kaoru suddenly realizes he doesn’t know what to say. “Kaoru, is something wrong?”
“I -” Kaoru starts but cuts himself off with a sob.
He hears rustling and figures Kojiro must be sitting up. “What happened? Nightmare? Do you want me to come over?”
“No, um -” Kaoru sniffs and takes a deep breath. “Can I -”
He needs Kojiro’s arms around him.
“Can I go over there? I don’t want to be here.”
He decides to go with the nightmare excuse that Kojiro gave him. He’d rather that - something Kojiro has known about since they were five - than the truth.
“Sure, ‘Ru. I’m going to come pick you up, though.”
He can hear Kojiro get up from the bed and start moving around his apartment. Kaoru sits up as well, knowing he needs to at least wipe himself down with a washcloth.
“Okay.” He wipes his eyes. “Thank you.”
“Of course, ‘Ru. I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Do you want to stay on the phone?”
“No.” He needs to try to clean as much as he can. “Pay attention to driving. I’ll be okay.”
“If you’re sure…”
“I am,” Kaoru smiles and he hopes Kojiro can tell.
“Okay… I’ll be there in a bit.”
“Mn, thank you.”
There’s a pause and then, “Stop thanking me. I’m on my way.”
Kaoru feels fresh tears spring to his eyes. “Okay. See you soon.”
“See you soon, precious.”
Kojiro hangs up and Kaoru has to spend a minute evening out his breathing. He finally makes his way to the bathroom where he quickly wipes himself down with a washcloth and some soap, just to try and lessen the smell of sex. Once he dries off, he has just enough time to slip on a pair of sweats and an oversized t-shirt and place the messy sheets in his laundry room before he hears Kojiro’s van pull up in front of his house.
Kaoru is out the door in a second.
Kojiro is walking around the van and Kaoru tries not to run to him. But Kojiro opens his arms as soon as their eyes meet and Kaoru rushes to him without a second thought.
“You’re okay, ‘Ru,” Kojiro says as he wraps his arms around him. “I’ve got you.”
Kaoru just squeezes his eyes shut and tightens his hold on him.
When they’re in Kojiro’s bed, and Kaoru is wrapped in his best friend’s arms, he decides that it’s time to finally stop fantasizing about Kojiro fucking him into oblivion if it would never happen.
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Kaoru forgot about the bullet vibrator he ordered the week before. And for the past two days, the way Kojiro had called him “precious” had been playing on repeat in his head.
So it was only natural that he had to try out his new toy with Kojiro’s voice still ringing in his head.
Obviously.
When Kaoru gets the notification that it’s been delivered, he has to keep himself from running to the front door. He keeps his composure as he picks it up from the front door and if he closes the door a bit harder than usual, well, no one was there to see.
He brings the box to the kitchen and opens it with scissors, too impatient to dig around for an exacto knife.
When he finally gets the toy out of the packaging, he gasps. It’s even prettier than he thought it would be. The bullet is only about 4 inches, and has a pastel pink and purple marble pattern. It’s small and pretty, and matches the rest of his collection perfectly.
Kaoru quickly plugs in the charger and tries to keep himself busy while he waits. He takes out the box it came in to the trash, he picks up some dirty dishes left out in the living room, he even vacuums.
He’s putting laundry in the dryer when he decides he can’t wait anymore. Surely thirty minutes is long enough.
He rushes back into the kitchen and unplugs the toy. Kaoru doesn’t even make it to his bedroom. He simply walks the short length into the living room and settles onto the couch.
He unties his yukata, opening the front of it but not taking it off all the way.
He really can’t wait a moment longer.
“Look at you, precious. All desperate and needy for me.”
Kaoru whimpers and turns on the vibe. He starts at the lowest setting and traces it up and down his stomach. After a few moments, he turns it up to the next setting and brings it to circle around one of his nipples. He gasps at the sensation and pinches the other one with his free hand.
“So good for me, doll.”
He imagines it’s Kojiro’s hands as he fondles his chest. He moves the vibe to circle his other nipple and bites down on his lip to keep from whimpering.
“Touch yourself, precious. I want to see.”
Kaoru feels like his hand is being controlled as he slowly brings a finger to circle his clit. He moans when he feels how wet he is.
“Koji,” he whines and teases his finger along his folds, keeping the vibe at his nipples.
He wonders if Kojiro would want to watch him get off like this. Kaoru pants at the thought of Kojiro sitting across from him, just watching and telling him what to do.
Kaoru turns the vibe up to two more settings. It draws out a loud moan from him and he feels himself get wetter.
“Touch it to your clit, baby. Let me see.”
So he does. He’ll do anything Kojiro asks of him.
He traces the vibe back down his stomach, twitching and gasping as he does. When he finally presses the toy to his clit, he whimpers and his free hand flies to cover his mouth.
“None of that, doll. Let me hear you.”
Kaoru lowers his hand and grips his yukata instead. He doesn’t try to control his moans as he circles his clit with the toy.
“Just like that, babygirl. Why don’t you turn it up some more. And finger yourself.”
Kaoru arches his back as he ups the vibe twice. He lets go of his yukata and presses a finger to his entrance. He’s so wet, it slips right in and he barely feels the stretch. After a few thrusts, he adds a second finger and whimpers.
“Koji,” he whines. “I need you!”
“Make yourself come and I’ll give you everything you need, baby.”
He wishes.
But he ups the setting of the bullet one more time and thrusts his fingers faster. He’s making a mess with how wet he is and he’s suddenly grateful that he left his yukata on. He could only imagine what a pain it would be to have to clean the couch.
“Come for me, precious.”
So Kaoru does. He sees white as he comes, the vibe slipping from all of the slick. He moves his fingers out of his cunt and his legs snap closed. He keeps the vibe trapped between them as he rocks himself through his orgasm.
When he finally comes down, he turns off the vibe and rolls over on his side. He takes a moment to catch his breath before sitting up.
He reaches for the water bottle he had left on the coffee table earlier. Except when he picks it up, it immediately falls to the floor. Kaoru stares at it for a moment before looking at his hand that’s still in the air.
His hand that is shaking with tremors.
He… he came so hard he made his tremor start acting up.
He feels delirious as he starts to giggle while watching his hand. He really made his tremor act up after weeks by getting himself off.
Kaoru leans down and shoves his face into a throw pillow to muffle his laughter. He didn’t even know that was possible.
When he finally calms down, Kaoru picks the water bottle up with his left hand instead and focuses hard on unscrewing the top. He places the top on the table and downs half the bottle. He doesn’t bother with trying to screw it back on, too worried he’ll end up dropping the water bottle again and having more to clean up.
Kaoru glances at the vibe he had tossed to the other side of the couch and smirks.
He will definitely be using it again.
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Okay, so he broke his stupid vow about not fantasizing about his best friend while getting himself off.
It was dumb to think he should even try.
Not when Kojiro is able to make his knees weak with just a smile. Or the way he sets butterflies loose in Kaoru’s stomach when he laughs.
And don’t even get him started on the way Kojiro can apparently lift him with one arm. Which Kaoru just learned. This morning.
So yeah, it was a stupid vow and Kaoru is going to pretend he never tried to follow it in the first place.
The day started off normal enough. It’s a Monday, and for once he only had a single meeting that was first thing in the morning. Kojiro has Mondays off which meant that Kaoru was able to go bother his friend as soon as the meeting was over.
Kaoru thinks he had been accusing Kojiro of only having all those muscles for show but he can’t quite remember due to his mind going completely blank the moment Kojiro decided to prove him wrong.
Because Kojiro decided the best way to do that was to lift Kaoru up from where he was standing and throw him over his shoulder. With one arm.
Kaoru isn’t entirely sure how he got through the rest of the morning. He knows Kojiro fed him, they skated around the neighborhood for a bit, and Kaoru made some flimsy excuse about getting ahead on commissions with a promise to see Kojiro that evening for movie night.
But the entire time Kaoru could feel himself dripping down his thighs and his mind was buzzing with the feeling of Kojiro’s muscles flexing around him.
The toy he chose this time is one he bought a few months back and was too ashamed to use before now.
It’s a pink, glass tentacle dildo. It’s textured with nubs on one side and ridges on the other, and it’s about 6 inches long. The curled tip is the handle and it gradually gets thicker towards the head. And it’s exactly what he needs right now.
He’s on his bed, back against the sheets, as he teases the toy against his folds. He gasps as he pushes the toy in, the nubs and ridges catching on his walls.
He’s got the toy about halfway in when his phone starts ringing. Kaoru reaches for it without thinking and checks the caller ID. He feels heat pull in his stomach as “Muscled-Brain Gorilla” lights up on the screen.
Of course he decides to call right now.
Thinking it could possibly be important, Kaoru answers - without taking the toy out of him. In fact, he pushes it in more as he brings the phone to his ear.
“What do you want?” he asks, trying to sound disinterested.
“You weren’t answering my texts,” Kojiro says. Kaoru can hear a pot being placed on the counter and realizes Kojiro must be trying to prepare food for tonight. “I’m in the mood for cake but I can’t decide on one.”
Kaoru bites his lips to keep from groaning, both from the toy pressing against his G-spot and Kojiro’s ridiculous dilemma.
“And you had to call me about it?”
“You’ll be eating it, too! I wanted to get one that you’d be happy with.”
Kaoru feels a blush cover his cheeks and he slowly starts thrusting the toy. “I want a triple chocolate cake.”
He can practically feel Kojiro’s eyes roll. “Of course you do. So silly of me to ask.”
Kaoru snorts to cover up his gasp. “You’re just realizing this?”
He hopes he sounds more teasing than he does breathless. Actually listening to Kojiro’s voice while he fucks himself is a thousand times better than just his imagination.
He is truly, and utterly, doomed.
“I’m trying a new dish this evening, too. I think you’ll like it, though.” Kojiro grunts as he moves things around his kitchen. The sound does nothing but make Kaoru wetter and he can feel the way he’s dripping onto the bed.
“Do I get to know what it is?”
“Hmm, no. I think I’m going to keep it a surprise.”
The teasing lit to his voice makes Kaoru have to bite down harder on his lip and he thrusts the dildo as far as it can go.
“You know I hate surprises,” he grumbles.
“You’ll like this one. I promise.”
Kaoru’s back arches as he thinks of what he wishes Kojiro would surprise him with. “I’m holding you to that.”
Kojiro laughs and Kaoru just knows he’s leaning against the counter now. “I’ll let you go. I know you have work to do.”
Oh, so he did believe Kaoru.
“Mn,” is all he’s able to respond with as he thrusts the toy faster.
“I’ll see you in a few hours, okay?”
“Try not to miss me, Gorilla.”
Kaoru can feel the way Kojiro is smiling and rolling his eyes. “I always miss you. See you soon.”
Kojiro hangs up the phone before Kaoru can respond. He can feel his face heating up and it’s not just from the toy pressed deep inside him.
Kojiro misses him.
He feels giddy and he thrusts the toy deeper. He tosses his phone across the mattress and starts circling his clit. There’s hardly any friction with how wet he is and he can tell he’s close.
He remembers how Kojiro’s arms felt around him and how Kojiro’s voice sounded in his ear. Each nub and ridge catching on his entrance feels like electricity.
He’s so close.
“Come for me, love.”
Kaoru cries out as his orgasm washes over him. He clinches down on the toy and rubs at his clit almost frantically.
When he starts coming down, he thrusts the toy slowly. He needs to come again.
He grips the bed sheets and lifts his hips to meet each thrust. He pictures Kojiro holding him up by his thighs and moving him with each thrust. He imagines himself completely at the whim of Kojiro’s pace. He pictures the way Kojiro’s body looks covered in sweat and imagines what it would be like to see him panting above him. Filling him up.
“So good for me, ‘Ru.”
“Koji! Please!” Kaoru whines and he thrusts the toy harder.
“‘Please’ what, doll? What do you need?”
He needs to come. He needs Kojiro to make him come over and over and over again. He wants Kojiro to test his limits - to push Kaoru until he breaks. He wants to be used, fucked, and loved. He needs it to be rough and gentle all at the same time.
He needs it to be Kojiro.
“Does my baby want to come?”
“Yes!” Kaoru shouts. His body is pulled taut, and any rhythm he might have had before is lost.
“Then come for me, Kaoru. I’m not stopping you.”
The overstimulation hits him almost immediately as he comes. He takes the toy out of his dripping pussy and throws it somewhere on the bed. His legs slam together and he shoves his hand between them to rub the meat of his palm against his folds.
He rolls over to the side like that and isn’t sure how long he stays there. He doesn’t realize he’s crying until a tear slips onto his lips.
When he sits up, he reaches across the bed for his phone to check the time. He still has a little over an hour before Kojiro is expecting him, which gives him enough time to bathe and compose himself.
…And possibly come one more time.
He was about to spend an entire evening with Kojiro! He needed to not be ridiculously turned on the entire time! He glances at the tentacle dildo where it lays on the other side of his bed and feels his face burn.
Maybe not that one again.
He picks up his box of toys from where he left it by the bed, unsure of which one he needs. But then he sees it. The 11 inch, pink jelly dildo with the suction cup base he bought after the trip to Miyakojima.
Kojiro’s dick might not be 11 inches but it was damn close.
But as it is, he doesn’t have access to Kojiro’s dick so he’ll have to ride the toy instead.
Kaoru knows the grin on his face must look terrifying but he really can’t help it. He needs this toy in him now, filling him completely. He picks up the dildo and hastily moves the box onto the bed.
Kaoru sinks down and presses the base of the toy to the floor. He reaches over to the box again to dig out the lube he was definitely going to need. It doesn’t matter how wet he is - there is no way Kaoru is getting this entire thing in him without some extra help.
Cautious of the time, he doesn’t spend much time spreading the lube over the dildo, hopeful that his first two orgasms are enough to keep him relaxed enough.
His body jolts as the thought of Kojiro watching him do this flashes through his mind. What would he think? What would he say?
Would he tell Kaoru what to do?
He wants Kojiro to watch him. He wants to show Kojiro how much of a slut he is for being filled to the brim. Wants Kojiro to watch him come all over the toy before he forces Kaoru onto the bed and fucks him until he’s coming on Kojiro’s dick over and over again. He wants Kojiro to prove that his dick is better than any toy could dream of being.
Kaoru tosses the lube to the side and turns to face the bed. He places one hand on the bed and the other keeps the toy steady as he slowly sinks down. The toy isn't particularly thick so the stretch isn’t painful at first. Kaoru still goes slow knowing it’s the length that will cause that pleasant sting in his core.
He’s not even halfway down when he can’t help but arch his back. He moans and whines as the toy keeps filling him. There’s tears in his eyes and he hisses as the toy presses against his G-spot.
He slides the toy out a bit before sinking down another inch.
“ Mnn - Kojiii - fuck Kojiro -” he whines as he takes more of the toy.
He still has a few more inches left but he already feels like he can’t possibly take more. (He can. He’s taken the entire toy several times before.)
He wonders if Kojiro would push him down onto the toy. He wonders if Kojiro would make him take it like he knows Kaoru can.
"Just a little more, doll. You can do it."
Kaoru whines and sinks down further. He hasn’t felt this full in ages. He can’t help but wish to have Kojiro’s dick inside him instead. He wishes he could feel it throb and fill him with come.
There are tears falling down his face as he seats himself fully on the dildo. He has his bed sheets in a death grip to hold himself up and his knees are aching from pressing into the floor.
He isn’t going to last long.
Kaoru takes a deep breath before slowly lifting himself up. He doesn’t go very far before dropping back down. He moans as he does, his back arching even more.
"So gorgeous like this, princess. Are you close?"
“Mn, Koji - I need - ah!” Kaoru rolls his hips and the toy presses against his G-spot.
You can come, baby.
He clinches around the toy with the next roll of his hips and his orgasm washes over him. He rocks his hips to work himself through it, not once letting go of the bed.
There you go, love. Look at you - so whiny and pretty. Love it when you’re like this.
Kaoru is still crying as he comes down and slowly lifts himself off of the toy. He has to completely support himself on the bed with how much his legs are shaking.
And he’s still fucking crying.
“Carla, time.” His voice is strained from the crying and how noisy he was in the last hour.
[The time is 5:17pm, Master.]
He still has an hour before he needs to be at Kojiro’s.
“Thank you, Carla.” Kaoru forces himself up on the bed and takes a few deep breaths. He definitely needs a bath now.
He stands up on shaky legs and slowly makes his way to the bathroom. He fills the bath with warm (boiling according to Kojiro) water and throws in a bath bomb that he knows Kojiro likes the smell of.
He lets himself relax for a bit before actually washing up and getting rid of the smell of sweat and sex.
The entire time he can’t help the way he feels empty and wants nothing more than to be filled again.
It isn’t until he’s back in his bedroom that he gets an idea. Right on top of all of his toys in the box is an egg he bought a couple months ago. It’s app controlled and has twenty different vibration settings. Not to mention, it’s actually safe to go out with it inside him since it’s got a sturdy tail that also has a button to control the vibrations.
It stands out from the rest of the collection, as it’s more of a peach color rather than a light pink or purple. Kaoru still found it cute and having used it on multiple occasions, he knows how satisfying it is to have in him while around Kojiro.
Yes, this is exactly what he needs right now.
🍵💦🌸
He gets to Kojiro’s house with five minutes to spare and his heart absolutely doesn’t flutter at the sight of Kojiro standing out front with a picnic basket.
…That was not part of their plan.
He had decided to walk there to calm his nerves and fully planned on Kojiro to still be cooking when he got there. Not greet him at the front door, curls slightly slicked back in an attempt to tame them, dark jeans and a white button-up with the top two buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
Needless to say, Kojiro looked hot as fuck and Kaoru felt very underdressed. He had decided to just wear one of his more casual yukatas, under the impression that they would be staying at Kojiro’s.
The yukata also better hid the fact that he had an egg vibrating inside him. Which he had because he was under the impression that they would be staying at Kojiro’s.
Kaoru raises an eyebrow as he walks up to Kojiro. “Did your surprise dinner not work out and you’re trying to cover the evidence?”
Kojiro laughs and shakes his head. “I have a few more surprises besides dinner.”
Kaoru glances nervously at the picnic basket and frowns. “You know I don’t like surprises.”
Kojiro gives him a gentle smile and reaches out to place a hand on the back of Kaoru’s neck. He rubs soothing circles with his thumb and Kaoru tries not to lean into the touch. “You’ll like them. I promise.”
Kaoru narrows his eyes to hide the effect of having Kojiro’s hand on him. “Did you at least get me cake?”
“I got us cake. Because we will both be eating it.” Kojiro squeezes Kaoru’s neck a bit before letting go. Kaoru raises an eyebrow and Kojiro rolls his eyes. “Yes, I got you your cake, Your Highness. Now get in the car. We’ve got movies to watch.”
He follows Kojiro to his van and slides into the passenger seat. “And just how are we going to be watching these movies?”
Kojiro places the picnic basket behind them and Kaoru notices that the seats have been folded down and there are blankets folded in the back. He clenches down on the egg and tries to steady his breath.
There is absolutely no way Kojiro plans on fucking him in the back of his car.
He really wants Kojiro to fuck him in the back of the car.
Kojiro turns back around and starts the car before giving him a smirk. “You’ll see.”
That did absolutely nothing to calm Kaoru’s imagination and about two minutes into the drive he discreetly raises the setting on the vibe from his phone.
It’s another two minutes until he realizes where they’re headed.
“Why are you taking us to Crazy Rock, gorilla?”
Kojiro laughs and runs a hand through his hair, making it wild again. “Well, no one’s gonna be there tonight, and we’ve got this massive monitor that isn’t being used right now, so,” he shrugs and gives Kaoru a bright smile, “I figured we could have movie night there. Our own personal drive-in movie.”
“That - actually sounds fun.” Kaoru wishes he had his fan to hide his face. “How have we never thought of that before?”
Kojiro laughs and turns to face Kaoru as they stop at a red light. “I thought of it the other day while watching Reki and Miya beef. And since we have full access to everything I thought it’d be perfect.”
The light turns green and Kojiro keeps his eyes on the road again. Kaoru simply hums in acknowledgement while Kojiro’s words play over in his head.
“I thought it’d be perfect.”
Perfect for what? There’s no way Kojiro is thinking the same thing as Kaoru.
Perfect for laying out the blankets in the back and feeding each other fruit. Perfect for sharing sweet kisses that turn heavy. Perfect for letting the speakers drown out a symphony of moans and whimpers as Kojiro fucks him senseless.
There is absolutely no way that Kojiro is thinking any of that.
Because for all Kaoru accuses Kojiro of being a sex freak, he knows that Kojiro would never think that way about him.
Maybe the egg wasn’t such a great idea after all.
He turns off the vibrations when Kojiro gets out of the van to open the gates. He wants to focus on Kojiro now. Right now. He doesn’t want to focus on what he wishes Kojiro would do - he wants to focus on what Kojiro is doing.
And right now he’s flashing Kaoru a boyish grin as he walks back to the car and Kaoru nearly melts at the sight.
He’s getting Kojiro to himself the entire evening and he’s going to fucking enjoy it. So he teases and tries to get his friend to tell him what movies they’re going to watch. He helps Kojiro park the car in the perfect spot so they’ll still be able to watch the movies while they sit in the back with the trunk door open. He lays out the blankets while Kojiro unpacks their food.
And Kaoru stays present for every moment.
He doesn’t think too hard about Kojiro only picking out Kaoru’s favorite movies. He doesn’t think about Kojiro carefully explaining his new dish and listing everything he thinks Kaoru will like about it. He doesn’t think about the way Kojiro stays in his space the entire time.
Because if he thinks too hard about any of that, he’ll start believing his delusions about Kojiro returning his feelings - and that is a very slippery slope.
They end up watching two movies before deciding to head home. Kaoru feels nothing but satisfaction after having a delicious dinner and watching movies with his best friend.
He does not think about the way he wishes Kojiro would have fucked him until he was a puddle of cum and sweat in the back of the car. Definitely not.
And because he definitely does not think about this, he agrees to let Kojiro bring him home. That is mistake number one. He then lets Kojiro help bring the leftovers from dinner inside. That is mistake number two.
Mistake number three is letting Kojiro out of his sight once they are inside and Kaoru is putting the cake in the fridge.
When he notices Kojiro isn’t in the room, Kaoru assumes he’s gone to the bathroom.
Then he hears his bedroom door open. A pause. And then it slams shut.
He never picked up his toys.
He feels panic course through him as he quickly walks into the hallway - questions and apologies already on his lips.
He stops short as he takes in the scene in front of him. Kojiro has his Carla board under one arm and her charging port in his hand. The other hand is still on the doorknob that he seems to have in a death grip.
Then Kaoru notices the way Kojiro’s face is bright red and he seems to be trying to control his breathing.
“I’m -” Kaoru starts, suddenly unsure of what he should even say. He’s completely mortified right now. “I forgot to clean up. I’m so sorry you saw -”
“It’s fine,” Kojiro forces out, still not moving.
It’s really, really not fine actually. Kaoru has never felt more embarrassed in his life.
“Please just forget you saw that,” Kaoru pleads and walks up to Kojiro.
Kojiro chuckles and presses his forehead against the door. They’re both quiet for a moment before Kojiro takes a deep breath and gently sets Carla down against the wall along with her charging port. He then gently grabs Kaoru’s arm and pulls him over so his back is against the door and Kojiro caging him in.
Kojiro keeps his eyes on the top of Kaoru’s head as he speaks. “You said you had work to do.”
Kaoru nods. “I lied.”
“So you…” Kojiro trails off and presses his body against Kaoru’s. “So you left earlier so you could…”
He trails off again but Kaoru knows what he’s asking. He feels his cheeks turn bright red and he stares at the space above Kojiro’s shoulder.
Kaoru nods. “Yeah.”
Kojiro flounders for a bit and Kaoru can’t help but think it endearing. For someone as shameless as Kojiro to get so flustered at seeing a few sex toys was quite funny. Of course, it’d be funnier if it wasn’t involving Kaoru’s sex toys.
“Why? ” Kojiro finally asks.
For a moment Kaoru wants to laugh. Isn’t it obvious? He left because he was horny and needed to do something about it immediately.
But then he finally looks at Kojiro’s face, and he sees the way Kojiro is trying to hide how hurt he is. And suddenly Kaoru realizes he’s missed something.
Sure, leaving early after finally having free time to spend the day with Kojiro just so he could jack off wasn’t great , but it wasn’t that big of a deal either. That isn’t something Kojiro would get upset over. In fact, Kaoru thought he’d usually find it funny.
So Kaoru seems to be missing some very important data that tells him why the results have been skewed.
Because Kojiro is not laughing. Kojiro looks heartbroken.
So Kaoru throws caution to the wind.
“You picked me up with one arm! What the hell was I supposed to do? Be normal about that? Do you even know how hot that was?”
Kojiro looks down at him in shock. “Then… on the phone?”
Kaoru screws his eyes shut and nods.
“Which one?”
The question makes Kaoru look up at Kojiro in shock. “What?”
Kojiro leans in closer and slips a thigh between Kaoru’s legs. “When I called you, which one were you using?”
Kaoru’s breath hitches and he has to grip Kojiro’s arms to steady himself. “The tentacle one…”
Kojiro lets out a shaky breath. “Fuuuuck.”
He finally moves his hands to grip Kaoru’s waist and make him grind down on his thigh. Kaoru can’t help the whine as the egg inside him is forced to go deeper.
“Mn, Koji, ” Kaoru moans and wraps his arms around Kojiro’s neck.
This cannot be happening right now. There’s no way this is real life. They must have gotten into a car crash and died because Kaoru thinks he’s in Heaven right now.
“God, you sound so pretty like that,” Kojiro moans and grips Kaoru’s hips tighter. “What do you think about?”
Kaoru grinds his hips down and hums. “You. Always you. Fucking me. Watching me fuck myself, telling me what to do.”
Kojiro leans down and nuzzles into Kaoru’s neck. “You want that, baby? Want to show me how you fuck yourself on all your toys while you think of me?”
Kaoru whines and nods, rolling his hips faster. “Yes. Please Koji. ”
Kaoru can feel Kojiro’s smile against his skin and suddenly feels giddy. This is it. He’s finally going get Kojiro to fuck him.
But he needs Kojiro to know it isn’t just fucking.
“Kojiro, I-”
And then Kojiro kisses him. Not deep or sensual. Just the gentle press of lips against lips and it makes Kaoru melt.
And cry.
Kojiro pulls away and his hands come up to start wiping away the tears trailing down Kaoru’s cheeks.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Kojiro’s voice is filled with worry and his eyebrows are furrowed.
“I -” Kaoru takes a shaky breath and squeezes his eyes shut. “I love you. And I want this so bad but this can’t just be sex to me and I’m so sorry -”
“Hey,” Kojiro’s voice is gentle and it almost makes Kaoru open his eyes. “Hey, hey, hey. I love you.”
That does make Kaoru open his eyes.
“You - you do?”
Kojiro chuckles and tucks a section of hair behind Kaoru’s ear. “Did you miss the part where I took you on a movie date tonight?”
Kaoru, honest to God, squeaks and can feel his face turn bright red. “That was a date?!”
“Mhm,” Kojiro smirks and leans into Kaoru’s space again. “And it took all of my self control to not fuck you in the back of the van the entire time.”
“Oh my God,” Kaoru can’t help the giggles that escape him. “That’s all I was thinking about.”
This time when Kojiro kisses him, it’s absolutely filthy. Kaoru gasps and Kojiro uses that to lick into his mouth. Kojiro’s hands move back to gripping Kaoru’s waist and helping him grind down against his thigh.
And then to Kaoru’s mortification, the button on the end of the cord for the egg gets pushed and it starts vibrating at a low setting. It’s enough to make Kojiro notice, though, and he slowly leans back.
Kaoru covers his eyes with his arm and bites his lip, both from embarrassment and to keep from moaning.
“Baby?” Kojiro leans back into Kaoru’s space and nibbles at the skin underneath Kaoru's ear. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”
“I-” Kaoru breaks off with a moan as Kojiro rolls his hips. “I have an egg vibe in right now.”
“Fuck.” Kojiro moans. He loosens the front of Kaoru’s yukata to slip his hand down Kaoru’s front. He stops at the waistband of Kaoru’s underwear before slowly moving Kaoru’s arm from his face and making Kaoru look at him. “Can I?”
Kaoru’s breath hitches and he has to bite back a whine. “Please. ”
Kojiro doesn’t waste a second before slipping his hand into Kaoru’s underwear and finding the cord to the egg, as well as now being able to feel how wet Kaoru is.
“Shit, princess.” Kojiro kisses him hard and Kaoru has to grip his arms tightly to keep himself up. “Fuck, you’re soaked.”
Kaoru whimpers as Kojiro finds the button on the egg and turns up the vibrations three more levels.
“Mn, fuck,” Kaoru whines and grinds down harder against Kojiro’s thigh.
Kojiro sucks in a breath and buries his face in Kaoru’s neck. His fingers move to circle Kaoru’s clit as he starts sucking bruises against Kaoru’s skin.
“You sound like a dream, doll,” Kojiro says in between bites.
Kaoru’s back arches at the name and he clenches around the toy. He knew Kojiro would call him that. Just like he knew he’d fucking love it.
Fuck, there’s no way Kaoru is going to last long like this.
“Koji! ” Kaoru tightens his hold around Kojiro’s neck as Kojiro turns up the settings even more. “Mn - Koji - fuck! ”
He can feel Kojiro smirking against his neck as his free arm snakes around Kaoru’s waist, pulling him closer.
“You want more, baby?” Kojiro asks. There’s a teasing lit to his voice, like he already knows the answer.
“Yes! ” Kaoru shouts. He can feel himself shaking as he gets closer to his climax. He can’t even find it in himself to be embarrassed at being so close to coming so quickly. It couldn’t be helped. He’s been dreaming of this for years.
“Thought you might say that.” Kojiro is definitely teasing him and it definitely doesn’t turn Kaoru on more. Not at all.
Kojiro turns up the vibe even more, past the highest setting Kaoru’s ever gone to, and circles Kaoru’s clit faster.
All Kaoru can do is gasp and whine as he rocks against Kojiro. Kojiro keeps his mouth glued to Kaoru’s neck and tightens his hold around Kaoru’s waist. There’s a sense of urgency in the air that Kaoru desperately wants to get rid of. He doesn’t want Kojiro to feel like this is his only chance to see Kaoru like this.
But Kaoru also really wants to come for Kojiro.
And then Kojiro turns the vibe up even more and sucks on Kaoru’s collar bone. Kaoru comes with a shout and absolutely no warning.
He holds Kojiro so tightly he’s almost worried he’s suffocated him. Kojiro for his part just whines and starts thrusting the toy to work Kaoru through his orgasm.
“You’re so gorgeous, shit,” Kojiro mumbles. “I love you so much.”
Kaoru feels delirious as he giggles at Kojiro’s words. Kojiro turns the toy off, lowering the vibrations level by level to ease Kaoru down from his orgasm and Kaoru feels warmth spread through his chest.
When the vibe is finally off, Kojiro leaves it in but slowly pulls his hand away. Kaoru doesn’t let him move very far, though, before he pulls Kojiro’s head up by his hair and brings him into a deep kiss.
It’s gentle and hot and loving and desperate all at once. It’s everything Kaoru needs Kojiro to know. He needs Kojiro know fucking amazing his orgasm was. Needs Kojiro to know how much he loves him. Needs Kojiro to know how much he wants more.
When they come up for air Kojiro presses his forehead against Kaoru’s. “You’re perfect, ‘Ru. I love you so much.”
Kaoru can’t help the dopey grin on his face as Kojiro acts like he was the one who just came.
He presses a gentle kiss to Kojiro’s nose. “I love you, too, Koji.”
Then he gives Kojiro a devilish grin and ghosts his lips against Kojiro’s. “You want to see the rest of my collection?”
Kojiro’s breath hitches before he pulls Kaoru into a searing kiss.
“More than anything,” he says breathlessly as he breaks away.
Kaoru smirks and slowly pulls away from Kojiro. He grabs Kojiro’s clean hand and opens his bedroom door. He tries not to be even more embarrassed as he’s forced to confront the toys he left out. The 11 inch dildo is still suctioned to the floor, the tentacle lays at the corner of the bed, and the box with the rest of his collection is sitting at the edge of the bed.
He pauses for just a moment but Kojiro still picks up on it.
“We don’t have to do this, baby,” he says softly and rubs circles on Kaoru’s hand with his thumb. “You can keep this for yourself. I won’t be upset.”
“No, I -” Kaoru takes a shuddering breath and squeezes Kojiro’s hand. “I want this, I just - I’m scared you’ll be freaked out? Or, or find it creepy that I have all of these toys that I use thinking of you? That’s weird, right? And you have every right to be grossed out and -”
“Kaoru.” Kojiro’s voice is firm and snaps Kaoru out of his spiral. He slowly steps forward to be in front of Kaoru, back to the bed. “I promise that I find all of this incredibly hot. And I don’t think there’s anything you can show me that’s gonna make me run.”
Kaoru feels his shoulders tense and tries not to let it show. “Some of them are weird, though.”
Kojiro raises an eyebrow. “Weirder than a horrifically massive dildo suctioned to the floor and a glass tentacle?”
Kaoru blushes as he nods and fights the urge to hide his face. The smile Kojiro gives him is absolutely wicked, though.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” He lightly wraps his free (and cum covered) hand around Kaoru’s neck and pulls him into a quick, deep kiss. “Please let me see?”
Kaoru feels like his head is spinning at the sudden kiss and the weight of Kojiro’s hand on his neck. “O - okay.”
Kojiro lets go of his neck and Kaoru pulls them towards the bed. He crawls to sit towards the middle, giving Kojiro room to sit at the edge and rummage through the box of Kaoru’s toys.
Despite what Kojiro said, Kaoru can’t help but feel nervous as he watches Kojiro’s face. There's a light blush on his cheeks that Kaoru finds adorable. Kojiro tries to cover his surprise but Kaoru is able to see the way his eyebrows raise as he digs through the box.
Then he pauses and grabs one.
“Is this - is this a mushroom?” He asks and pulls out a pink vibrator that is, in fact, shaped like a mushroom.
Kaoru can’t help the snort he lets out. “Yeah. I bought it drunk like a year ago. Isn’t it cute?”
“It’s fucking adorable,” Kojiro chuckles. He looks at it a moment longer before turning to Kaoru with a smirk and then presses the toy in Kaoru’s hand. “Show me?”
Kaoru can’t help the way he freezes up and stares wide-eyed at Kojiro as all of his dreams come true.
“You can do that for me, can’t you, baby?” Kojiro asks with a smirk. “Want you to show me how you fuck yourself while thinking of me.”
Kaoru licks his suddenly very dry lips. “Will you tell me what to do?”
Kojiro looks surprised at the request for a moment before giving Kaoru a reassuring smile and leans over to press a kiss to his nose. “Sure, princess. Why don’t you start with undressing. And take the egg vibe out.”
Kojiro gets up from the bed to sit on the vanity chair and takes the box of toys with him. He leans back and spreads his legs giving Kaoru a perfect view of the massive bulge in his pants.
Kaoru swallows before placing the mushroom vibe down and slips his yukata the rest of the way off, already loose and falling off his shoulders from earlier. He then slides his underwear off and shoves his clothes to the other end of the bed.
The cold air of the room hitting his bare skin makes him even more aware of how wet the insides of his thighs are. He’ll probably be dripping onto the bed in no time.
“Lean back and spread your legs for me, baby. Let me see you.” Kojiro’s voice has dipped lower, filled with lust. It’s exactly how Kaoru imagined it would be except a thousand times better.
Kaoru meets Kojiro’s eyes as he leans back against the pillows. The intensity of his stare almost makes Kaoru pause. He’s never seen Kojiro look so domineering before.
He feels himself start dripping and sees the moment that Kojiro notices. He bites his lip and palms his bulge over his pants.
“Fuck, baby, look at you. Dripping all over the bed and you haven’t even touched yourself yet.”
Kaoru whines and spreads his legs more. He reaches down and slowly eases the egg out of him, keeping his eyes on Kojiro the whole time.
He wants to be good. He wants this to be good.
Kaoru whimpers as he finally slips the toy all the way out. He tosses it on top of his clothes, not caring if they get dirty.
“Turn the vibe on and rub it over your chest, princess.” Kojiro says. His eyes haven’t moved from Kaoru’s cunt but Kaoru doesn’t think he minds. He’d probably be even more flustered if Kojiro was looking at his face.
Kaoru reaches for the mushroom vibe and does as he’s told. He immediately turns it to the second setting knowing the first barely does anything for him.
He keeps his eyes on Kojiro as he lowers the vibe over one nipple. He can’t help the way his head leans back as he moans. Everything feels so much more intense with Kojiro actually watching him. Like his body has been amped up to a hundred.
His hips jerk as he circles his nipple and he has to grip the sheets to keep from touching himself. Kojiro hasn’t told him he’s allowed to and he doesn’t really feel like being a brat tonight. No, tonight he just wants to be good.
After a minute he drags the vibe across his chest to circle his other nipple, not holding back his moans as he does so.
“Make it higher.”
The request makes Kaoru gasp and he follows the direction without a second thought. There wasn’t any gentleness in Kojiro’s voice.
Kaoru braces himself and glances at Kojiro again. He has one fist pressed against his mouth and the other pressing down on his crotch.
Oh.
Oh.
He’s trying not to come.
Fuck.
Kaoru feels giddy knowing that Kojiro isn’t as unaffected as he’s trying to sound. He’s just as riled up as Kaoru is.
He presses the toy harder against his chest and moans. His hips roll against nothing and he can feel himself getting wetter.
“Fuck, you look so good like this, ‘Ru,” Kojiro groans. “Turn it up higher and bring it down your stomach and touch yourself.”
Kaoru whines and turns the setting up once.
“More, baby.” Kojiro sounds breathless. “Turn it up some more. Want this to feel good for you.”
“Already -” Kaoru pants and turns up the setting two more times. “Already feels good.”
Kojiro sucks in a breath. “So precious like this. You’re being so good for me.”
Kaoru’s grip on the sheets tighten as he traces the toy down his stomach. Kojiro’s words make him feel breathless and warm. He wants to keep being good for Kojiro. Show him that he’ll do anything he says.
He slowly touches the toy to his clit and the moment it does, he cries out and arches his back. He screws his eyes shut and spreads his legs wider.
Everything feels so much more with Kojiro watching him.
“Fuck, baby, just like that.” Kojiro says. “Can you turn it up some more?”
Kaoru vaguely thinks that he should be impressed with how composed Kojiro sounds but is too focused on doing as he’s told. He turns it up another two times.
“Fuck! ” Kaoru shouts and starts circling his clit faster. He’s so close. His back arches further off the bed and the hand gripping the sheets lets go to hold onto the pillow underneath him instead.
“Are you close, love?” Kojiro asks.
“Yes!” Kaoru moans. “Please! ”
Kojiro chuckles. “You can come, baby. Let me watch you.”
Kaoru comes immediately. He rubs the vibe frantically across his folds as he works himself through it, a litany of curses falling from his mouth.
“There you go, baby, just like that.” Kojiro’s voice is soothing as Kaoru works himself down from his climax. He turns the toy off and flops down on the bed, panting.
Kojiro chuckles and Kaoru hears him stand from the chair and make his way to the bed. Kaoru turns his head when he feels the mattress dip and gives Kojiro a smile when their eyes meet.
It isn’t a second later that Kojiro has Kaoru scooped up in his arms, Kaoru’s back against his chest and pressing kisses on the back of Kaoru’s neck.
“You’re beautiful, precious,” he says between kisses. “So perfect.”
Kaoru snorts and snuggles into Kojiro’s hold. He tilts his head back to look at Kojiro’s face.
“You want me to use some others?”
Kojiro’s eyes widen and gapes a little. “Are you sure? That looked really intense, love.”
Kaoru nods. “Mhm, want you to give me more.”
Kojiro registers his words for a second before whining and hiding his face in Kaoru’s neck. “Seriously, how are you this perfect?”
Kaoru giggles and wiggles a bit in Kojiro’s hold, forcing his erection to rub against Kaoru’s leg. “Just for you.”
Kojiro whines again before tipping them over and pressing Kaoru into the mattress.
“Let me fuck you with one this time.” Kojiro says, his voice muffled by Kaoru’s hair.
Kaoru gasps at the request. “ Please. ”
Kojiro presses a kiss to Kaoru’s neck before picking his head back up and giving Kaoru a grin. “Good, because I already know which one I want to use.”
Kaoru watches as Kojiro gets up and goes back to the box of toys before Kaoru can respond. “You - you do?”
“Mhm,” Kojiro says and rummages through the box for a second before pulling out two toys. “The next two, actually.”
He’s leering down at Kaoru again and as he holds out the two toys he’s chosen. One is the purple snail vibrator that Kaoru bought just the other month (and came so many times the first time he used it he lost count), and the glass textured tongue dildo that he had bought with the tentacle one. (He had been even more ashamed about that one.)
“Which one you want first, baby?” Kojiro asks, clearly entertained with how surprised Kaoru is at his options.
Kaoru bites his lip as he considers. “The snail first.”
Kojiro’s smile widens. “I was thinking the same thing.”
He leans down to press a kiss to Kaoru’s forehead before crawling back over him on the bed. Kojiro places the glass tongue off to the side.
He pulls Kaoru into a kiss, deep and filthy. Kojiro licks into Kaoru’s mouth almost immediately, making Kaoru feel like he’s floating.
Kojiro gently spreads Kaoru’s legs and breaks the kiss. A second later Kaoru can feel the vibrator prodding at his entrance. He moans as Kojiro gently presses the vibrator into him, not stopping until the curled end of the external vibrator is against his clit.
And then Kojiro turns it on to the highest setting.
Kaoru shouts as he rolls his hips to meet Kojiro’s thrusts with the toy. He’s pretty sure he’s gripping Kojiro’s back so hard that the fabric is going to rip and he doesn’t feel sorry about it at all.
“This okay, baby?” Kojiro asks, but Kaoru is still aware enough to hear the teasing tone to it.
He feels too good to care.
“Fuck. Yeah.” Kaoru gasps, already feeling his next orgasm building.
Kojiro leans down to kiss him again and Kaoru knows he isn’t going to last long. His back arches off the bed, and he drags his nails down Kojiro’s back.
He breaks the kiss and lets out a whine. “Koji, coming! M’coming!”
“Fuck, princess, already?” Kojiro asks but he doesn’t sound upset. He sounds pleased. He sounds very pleased. “Come for me, baby.”
Kaoru thinks he screams as he comes, Kojiro not slowing down for a second. He just keeps working the toy into Kaoru and pressing the external vibe to Kaoru’s clit with each thrust.
Just as Kaoru starts coming down, he can already feel another orgasm building up.
“Koji - Koji, please, ” Kaoru whines.
“‘Please’ what, doll?” Kojiro asks as he presses kisses to Kaoru’s neck.
“Gonna come again,” Kaoru slurs. He has Kojiro’s shirt in a death grip.
Kaoru can feel Kojiro’s smile pressed against his neck. “I’m not stopping you.”
Then Kojiro changes the angle of the toy just slightly to hit Kaoru’s G-spot and Kaoru sees stars.
“Koji! Koji! Fuck - love you, Koji!” Kaoru yells as his orgasm crashes into him. He thinks Kojiro is responding but he can’t hear over the blood rushing in his ears.
Kojiro kisses him halfway through it, slowly turning the vibe down until it’s off. Kaoru reluctantly has to break the kiss to catch his breath but Kojiro simply starts kissing down his throat. He takes the toy out of Kaoru’s pussy as soon as Kaoru starts squirming from the overstimulation.
“Gorgeous, baby,” Kojiro mumbles praises into his skin. “Could watch you come all day long. Absolutely perfect.”
Kaoru laughs and pulls Kojiro up to properly kiss him again. They stay like that for a moment, not in a rush to do anything - kissing just to be close to each other.
But Kaoru is only human - a freak, maybe, but still human - and the press of Kojiro’s still very hard dick against his thigh is enough to make him needy again.
“Koji, ” Kaoru whines and Kojiro chuckles.
“Already, baby?” Kojiro asks, clearly knowing what Kaoru wants. “Why don’t I go get you some water first?”
Kaoru whines but lets Kojiro go anyway. There’s no stopping Kojiro once he’s set on taking care of someone.
Kojiro could have only been gone for a minute, though, when Kaoru starts feeling anxiety build up and form a pit in his stomach. What if he really did find Kaoru’s collection weird? What if he was only trying to be nice to make Kaoru feel better? Gods, he’s probably so freaked out right now -
“Kaoru.” Kojiro’s voice is soft and it pulls Kaoru back to reality. He looks up to see Kojiro standing over the bed holding two water bottles. “Sit up for me, baby. Let me hold you while you drink some water.”
Kaoru does as he’s told and sits up. Kojiro places one of the water bottles on the nightstand and the other in Kaoru’s hands. He takes off his shirt and jeans before slipping behind Kaoru and holds him against his chest. The warmth of Kojiro’s body around him eases his anxiety and pulls him out of his spiral.
Kaoru unscrews the top of the water bottle and drinks just like Kojiro told him to.
“Thank you, princess,” Kojiro mumbles and presses kisses to the back of Kaoru’s neck. “You’re doing great. Drink just a little more for me.”
Kaoru whines in response before doing what he’s told. He can feel Kojiro’s erection against his back and wants nothing more than to have it inside him.
That can’t happen yet, though. Kojiro still has another toy he wants to use.
Kaoru puts the lid back on the bottle once he’s had enough and hands it to Kojiro to place on the nightstand.
Kojiro goes back to kissing the back of Kaoru’s neck and running his hands along Kaoru’s sides. “You still doing okay, love?”
“Yeah - ooh, Kojiro.” Kaoru tries not to squirm as Kojiro starts pinching both of Kaoru’s nipples.
“You like this, doll?” Kaoru can feel the smirk against his skin right before Kojiro bites into the nape of his neck.
Kaoru grips Kojiro’s arms and rocks his hips, frustrated when there’s no friction against his aching cunt.
“Aw, my baby still needs more,” Kojiro coos. “Grab the tongue, baby. Show me how much you want me.”
Kaoru sucks in a breath and grabs the glass tongue dildo with shaky hands. He spreads his legs and slowly teases the tongue against his folds. He’s hypersensitive to the cool temperature of the toy and is arching his back almost immediately. The toy slips in without any resistance and Kaoru feels like he can feel every last ridge and bump on it.
The textured toy feels like heaven as it slides against his walls. Kojiro’s fingers are back on his nipples and he can feel Kojiro watching him.
It’s transcendent.
“Just like that, baby. Nice and easy,” Kojiro whispers into his ear. His voice sends a shiver down his spine and heat pulls in his stomach. He can already feel his next orgasm building and wants desperately to rub his clit, but Kojiro hasn’t told him he’s allowed to.
Just when he’s about to ask, Kojiro starts trailing one of his hands down Kaoru’s stomach until it’s pressed against Kaoru’s clit.
Fuck.
Kojiro slowly circles his clit as Kaoru continues to thrust the toy at a steady pace. His orgasm builds slowly. It feels like it’s creeping through his body to tightly coil in his stomach.
Kojiro slowly starts to speed up his finger on Kaoru’s clit, making Kaoru sob. He thrusts the toy deeper - harder - reaching for the feeling of release.
And then the feeling turns sharp, and he feels like he needs to pee, and he knows exactly what’s about to happen.
“Koji!” Kaoru shouts and works the dildo faster. “M’coming, coming!”
“Fuck, baby,” Kojiro groans in his ear. “One more time. Show me one more time.”
When Kaoru comes, it feels like a wave crashing through him. He throws the toy across the bed, the overstimulation becoming too much, but Kojiro doesn’t let up on his clit. He works Kaoru through it as he squirts all over the bed.
All Kaoru can do is grip Kojiro’s thighs as he has the most intense orgasm of his life.
“God, fuck, there’s so much, baby. Look at you.” Kojiro is babbling in Kaoru’s ear, the rumble of his chest against Kaoru’s back simply adding to his pleasure.
Kaoru thinks he might be saying something but whatever it must be garbled nonsense because the only thing he can think about is how much he loves Kojiro and how fucking amazing he’s feeling.
When he finally stops coming, Kojiro doesn’t waste a second before changing their positions so that Kaoru is on his back and Kojiro is hovering over him.
Kojiro kisses him deeply, pressing him into the mattress.
“You are so fucking hot, baby.” Kojiro sounds breathless like he was the one who just came. “Please let me taste you.”
Kaoru doesn’t really know if he can come again but he does know that he really wants Kojiro to eat him out regardless. So, without really thinking about it, he nods and Kojiro just looks at him like he’s found something precious.
Kojiro kisses him again.
“You - are - so - fucking - perfect.” Kojiro emphasizes each word with a kiss, making Kaoru giggle.
“Hmm,” Kaoru can’t help the dopey grin on his face. “Silly gorilla.”
Kojiro gives him a wet kiss on the cheek before repositioning himself so he’s laying between Kaoru’s legs. “ Your silly gorilla.”
Kojiro starts licking and sucking on Kaoru’s thighs before he can see the tears that start streaming down his face.
His. Kojiro is his.
Kaoru feels static in his limbs when Kojiro licks into his heat, lapping up Kaoru’s cum like a starving man. He’s thankful for the grip Kojiro has on one of his thighs, otherwise Kaoru is sure that he’d be strangling him.
Kaoru knows this won’t last long. In fact, all it takes is for him to look down at Kojiro and see Kojiro’s other hand in his boxers, clearly jerking himself off while he eats Kaoru out.
Kaoru comes without warning. Just a shout and his hand pulling at green curls before he’s coming all over Kojiro’s face.
He can tell Kojiro comes when he moans and bites into Kaoru’s thigh, sucking a bruise on it.
The last thing he thinks before passing out is that he wishes it had been his hand on Kojiro’s dick.
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Kaoru isn’t sure how much time passes before he wakes up again. It doesn’t feel like it was a long time and it’s still dark outside.
The next thing he notices is the hand brushing through his hair. There’s soft music playing and his Carla LED lights are on a soft peach color.
“Kojiro?” Kaoru’s voice is scratchy and more panicky than he would like. The hand in his hair freezes before moving Kaoru’s bangs out of his eyes.
“Right here, princess.”
Kaoru looks up and sees Kojiro looking down at him with a soft expression.
“How are you feeling, baby?”
Kaoru pauses and takes stock of himself before responding. “‘M hungry.”
Kojiro chuckles and starts to get out of the bed. “I prepared some fruit earlier and put it in the fridge, I’m going to go get it and be right back, okay?”
Kaoru nods and smiles when Kojiro leans down to kiss his forehead. As soon as he’s out of the room, Kaoru forces himself to set up and lean against the pillows Kojiro had stacked against the headboard.
That’s when he notices that he’s in one of his sleeping yukatas and his legs feel clean.
Kaoru feels his face heat up as he realizes that Kojiro must have at least wiped him down and then dressed him.
And then prepared food and stayed by Kaoru so he wouldn’t be alone when he woke up.
And is his.
Kojiro is his.
He’s crying again when Kojiro gets back to the room. He’s by Kaoru’s side in an instant, setting the bowl of fruit down on the bedside table before scooping Kaoru up in his arms.
“I’m here, ‘Ru. I’m still here. You’re okay.” Kojiro mumbles into Kaoru’s hair while he gently rubs Kaoru’s arms.
“I’m fine,” Kaoru says but he knows he doesn’t sound believable. “Just - just remembered everything and ‘m happy.”
Ugh, being vulnerable sucks. But it’s worth it to see the way Kojiro’s face lights up. He pulls Kaoru tighter and buries his face in Kaoru’s hair.
“Who allowed you to be so cute, fuck.” Kojiro mumbles into Kaoru’s hair but he’s still able to hear everything.
“Ridiculous.” Kaoru wipes his eyes and pulls away. “Feed me.”
Kojiro just chuckles and rolls his eyes. “There’s my spoiled princess. One bowl of fruit for His Highness.”
And he is Kojiro’s.
Kojiro leans over to grab the bowl off the nightstand and laughs again when Kaoru simply opens his mouth, waiting for Kojiro to feed him.
They stay like that until Kojiro has fed Kaoru every piece of fruit. And then a little bit longer while Kaoru drinks more water.
Kaoru isn’t sure who started the make out session afterwards, all he knows is that Kojiro’s mouth is hot against his and the weight pressing him into the mattress is just turning him on again.
Kojiro trails his hands down Kaoru’s sides making him moan softly. “Mn, Koji. ”
“Fuck,” Kojiro gasps and rolls his hips. Kaoru can feel his dick through the sweatpants he changed into and moans again.
“Kojiro, please .”
“Yeah, baby. Fuck,” Kojiro starts undoing Kaoru’s yukata and slips his hand down to brush against Kaoru’s folds. Kaoru mentally thanks Kojiro for not attempting to put underwear on him as one of his fingers starts circling Kaoru’s clit.
He gasps, still sensitive from their previous rounds, and clings to Kojiro’s arms.
“Already so wet for me, baby. So good to me.” Kojiro kisses his way down Kaoru’s neck to his chest before latching on to one of Kaoru’s nipples.
“Koji- ” Kaoru whines and bucks his hips. He grips Kojiro’s hair with one hand and the sheets with the other.
Kojiro speeds up his finger on Kaoru’s clit as he licks and sucks on his chest. He switches to Kaoru’s other nipple, sucking hard and making Kaoru sob.
“Please, Kojiro!”
Kojiro gives his nipple a small lick before lifting his head. “Nuh uh. You come from this first. Then you’ll come on my fingers. And then, maybe I’ll let you come on my dick.”
Kaoru nods frantically. “O-okay.”
“That’s my babygirl,” Kojiro smirks. “Always so good for me.”
He goes back to teasing Kaoru’s nipples, and his pace on his clit is relentless. It isn’t long before Kaoru is close. It takes one particularly hard suck on his nipple and he’s coming.
“Knew you could do it, baby.” Kojiro praises him before plunging two fingers into Kaoru’s entrance. Kaoru throws his head back and shouts as Kojiro fingers him through his orgasm.
But when Kaoru starts coming down, he doesn’t let up. In fact, he just starts thrusting his fingers faster and making Kaoru keep him in a vice grip.
Kojiro trails kisses underneath Kaoru’s jaw and along his neck. It isn’t long before he adds a third finger and the stretch makes Kaoru feel winded. All of his toys are nothing compared to Kojiro’s fingers bullying him open.
“Come on, baby.” Kojiro groans into Kaoru’s neck. “Want you to come on my fingers. Want you to make them drip. ”
And, well, fuck.
“Coming! Koji, coming! ” Kaoru rocks his hips down on Kojiro’s fingers as his orgasm rolls through him. He clenches down on Kojiro’s fingers as he does, reveling in the way they fill him up better than any toy he’s ever used.
And Kojiro - Kojiro just kisses him through it. He licks into Kaoru’s mouth and sucks on his tongue. He nips and bites Kaoru’s bottom lip, dragging out moan after moan.
When Kaoru starts coming down, Kojiro slowly pulls his fingers out of Kaoru, making him whine.
For a moment, he just stares at the mess on his fingers before bringing his hand to his mouth. He meets Kaoru’s eyes as he sucks each finger into his mouth, licking them clean of Kaoru’s cum.
Yeah, Kaoru needs Kojiro’s dick inside him. Now.
So Kaoru uses all of his strength to catch Kojiro off guard and flip them over. Kojiro’s back hits the bed with an “oof” and Kaoru takes a seat directly over Kojiro’s clothed erection. He rocks once, making them both moan.
Kaoru lifts himself up again and tugs on the waistband of Kojiro’s sweatpants. Kojiro gets the hint, lifts his hips to shove down his pants, and kicks them off.
And then Kaoru is faced with the largest dick he has ever seen. It’s hard and thick as it curves towards Kojiro’s stomach. He feels like he’s in a trance as he reaches down to trace a finger up along the vein.
Kojiro sucks in a breath and starts sitting up. “Wait, Kaoru. Condom -”
“Are you clean?” Kaoru asks and wraps his hand around Kojiro’s dick to stroke it lightly, rubbing his thumb over the head.
“Yeah - fuuuuck - yeah I’m clean.”
“Good.” It’s the only warning Kaoru gives him before lining up Kojiro’s dick with his entrance and sinking down.
His back arches immediately and he has to place his hands on Kojiro’s stomach to steady himself. He’s already so full and he’s barely halfway down.
None of his toys compare to actually having Kojiro’s giant, throbbing dick filling him up.
And then said dick rubs against his G-spot, and Kaoru sees stars.
He’s coming without any warning and ends up sinking the rest of the way down in surprise.
He thinks he hears Kojiro moan, but there’s blood rushing in his ears and his nerves feel like electricity.
He rocks himself through, the feeling of Kojiro’s hands on his hips grounding him. When he starts coming down from his climax he looks down at Kojiro who’s looking up at him with stars in his eyes.
Kaoru tries to give him a small grin but his face doesn’t listen and he breaks out into a big, dopey smile. He can feel how flushed his face is, and is sure that his hair is an absolute mess, but Kojiro still blushes and looks at Kaoru like he’s something to be worshiped.
But Kojiro just keeps staring and Kaoru just wants to be fucked.
“Koji, ” Kaoru whines and rocks his hips. “Fuck me. ”
That snaps Kojiro out of his daze and he quickly flips them back over. He doesn’t give Kaoru even a second to get used to the new position before he snaps his hips and thrusts into Kaoru.
Kaoru has absolutely no idea if he’ll be able to come again - if he’ll be able to come again for the next month - but he does know that he wants Kojiro to fill him with his come. Needs Kojiro’s come dripping out of him for days. He wants to be claimed inside and out.
So he rocks back to meet Kojiro’s thrusts and clenches down on his dick. He can tell Kojiro won’t last long with the way he’s panting and his thrusts are becoming erratic.
Right when he thinks that Kojiro is about to come - is begging for him to fill him up - Kojiro reaches down to rub at Kaoru’s clit again and Kaoru feels that sharp turn in his stomach again. Kojiro thrusts hard and Kaoru screams as he squirts all over Kojiro’s dick. Kojiro only lasts another second before he’s spilling inside Kaoru.
They hold each other tightly through their orgasms, Kojiro whispering praises in Kaoru’s ear and Kaoru whimpering and sobbing from the overstimulation.
Kaoru can’t stop the tears that fall as they both come down. Kojiro is slow as he pulls out but it still makes Kaoru whimper.
“Shh, I’ve got you, princess. I’ve got you.” Kojiro soothes him as he gathers Kaoru in his arms. He wraps his arms around Kaoru and lays on top of him, pressing him into the bed. The weight of Kojiro on him calms him down, but Kaoru still feels fuzzy around the edges, like nothing is real.
“Go to sleep, baby,” Kaoru says and pets Kaoru’s hair. “I’ve got you. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”
Kaoru’s eyes slip shut and he snuggles against Kojiro.
He falls asleep smiling because for once, this isn’t a dream.