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I want this!
I want that!
I want everything! And everyone, too!
Tsukasa has been tired ever since he woke up again and met this so-called Ryuusui Nanami. Of course he knew him before the petrification — a young, blonde and stupid walking moneybags. That smirky face was everywhere on media and advertisements on fancy buildings, promoting the greatness of the Nanami Conglomerate.
At first, he didn't mind it at all. He wasn't in a position that let him decide about who'll be into the Kingdom of Science or not, since Tsukasa himself did more bad things than good for his new allies. And also, he knew Ryuusui helped them at the Perseus’ construction and helped Senkuu in conquering Medusa.
But everything started to fall apart when Tsukasa met this drago notes that were on everyone's pocket. As expected, Tsukasa got irritated that this spoiled blond had implemented capitalism's venom (of course, in a very primordial way) in this hitherto perfect world once again.
“This is infuriating.” The maroon long-haired muttered to himself in a frown, watching at distance Ryuusui conquering labor and other personal interests in exchange for a rough piece of paper.
“What's so infuriating, dear Tsukasa?” Gen, who just happens to be walking close to him, heard his grunt and got curious. “Anything on your indmay?”
He sighs, turning his gaze to the smaller one. “Gen, was it really necessary to revive someone as snob as this guy?” Tsukasa pointed at Ryuusui, who's clumsily laughing around "He's pissing me off.”
Gen busted out a silly laugh, his shoulders shaking a little. “Oh, I see. It sure is infuriating for you to see the money system in this world, isn't it?” His tone is light and playful, crossing his arms. “Minami-chan said to us that you wouldn't like him. She was spot on!”
“Is that so?” Tsukasa raised an eyebrow. “But she's right anyways. I don't condone capitalistic pigs.” He sighs “But since he's here, so be it.”
“Yeah, you're ight-ray!” The other one says, stepping a bit behind as if seeing something Tsukasa wasn't aware of. “Well, dear Tsukasa… I'll see if Senkuu needs my help in the lab, okay?” And as soon as he said, Gen stepped away quickly, leaving the taller a bit confused.
“Tsukasa Shishio!” An exaggerated voice came behind him, catching his attention.
It was the devil. The blonde one.
Ryuusui was right in front of him, with a smile that screamed greediness just like his entire being.
He looks down a little, his face not even a millimeter interested. “Hm?”
“Good morning! It is great to see you well, mate!” Ryuusui greets him warmly, almost as if he's excited to see him. “So, since you're here and you're healthy, I'll invite you to cooperate with me about making my drago becomes even more powerful here! I thought a strong man like you would-”
“You can stop it already.” Tsukasa bluntly interrupted him, his voice a little too harsher. “Do you really think I, of all people, would help you with this dirty plan?”
“Oh- won't you?” Ryuusui looks up with genuine confusion. “Why not? You’ll be paid well, don't worry.”
“For your information, Nanami, I am not even a bit interested in those drago shitcoins you invented.” Tsukasa lowers himself a bit to look straight in his eyes, seeing his brown orbes widening. “The population of the Kingdom of Science don't need money; we work equally and we all benefit equally. Money would do nothing but break the structure of this and the future, I wouldn't want that to happen again.” He turned his back to him, ending the topic.
Or at least, it was what he wanted to.
Ryuusui’s hand wrapped around Tsukasa’s wrist quickly, not harshly but enough to make him stop walking.
“You're getting the wrong idea, Tsukasa.” The blond didn't seem to feel threatened by him. “I'm not trying to exploit those folks for money like in the old world. Quite the opposite! I want everyone to enjoy all the material goods of money with me! And you're included in this!” He laughs richly, letting go of Tsukasa's wrist.
“You already have my answer.” He turned back again.
“So is this a yes?!”
“Are you stupid…?” Tsukasa mutters under his breath, annoyed.
After hours of hard work helping Taiju and the others on the farm all day, it was finally the time where everyone would get together and have dinner together. Tonight will be a special one, a celebration of the Kingdom’s achievement of finally getting their hands on the petrification weapon. The only good thing Ryuusui brought with him in the depetrification was his manager and chief Francois. They're actually professional at what they do and he likes the way they positioned themselves sometimes, distributing exceptional food and banquets to everyone there, without any kind of charge.
But of course Ryuusui had to be different.
“Haha! Look, folks! Anyone who gets to eat the most will receive a good amount of 10 thousand dragos!” It was everything he said, and at least 20 guys began to eat frantically, crazy for this stupid piece of paper. Tsukasa watched it from afar, already next to his hut. If he had seen this while eating, he would probably lose his appetite right away.
Ignoring the rich brat, the place was quite pleasant, with everyone enjoying and smiling, chatting and even clearing up some doubts and questions with the leader. Some of them moderns sang along, some of the Ishigami Village were tasting fine wine and sorbet for the very first time, and the kids were jumping around with their cotton candies. They all were really excited and Tsukasa had no doubt they would spend the entire night there (that is if Senkuu doesn't come up with another crazy scientific idea).
Tsukasa was inside his hut, a little far from everyone, muffling the chat outside. It was a hot night and he can't stand being with his coat everytime. Maybe he should ask Yuzuriha for some kind of summer shirt later?
He was now alone with his torso naked in the dim light, when he heard a ruffling behind him.
“Tsuuuka-” It was Ryuusui, but he interrupted himself when saw him. “-sa.”
Tsukasa rolled his eyes before looking at him, clearly done. “What.”
“Oops, sorry. Didn't meant to catch you changing your clothes” The blonde laughed a little, but it's different from earlier. It's quieter — forcing his sight a little, the maroon-haired noticed a flush on his pale cheeks. “I just missed you in the middle of everyone. Now we're seeing who can drink the most for 20 thousand dragos, don't you want to watch?”
“Are you still on this?” Tsukasa huffed. “I told you I'm not interested.”
“Oh, but I am.” He crossed his arms, closing the hut’s door behind him. “I won't give up on you, Tsukasa! I want you to be on my side in this journey!”
He couldn't take it anymore.
Stepping forward, Tsukasa reached closer until they were almost touching, and held the man’s chin on his palm, approaching their faces so he could say it low.
“Listen here, Nanami, you spoiled brat.” Tsukasa whispers. “I don't care if you were filthy rich in the old world. I just don't want you to rot society with money again and especially not include me. Are we on the same page?”
Ryuusui struggles to speak, but it's not from the grip. He seems uneasy, as if fighting back with his inner self. Flustered.
“Mmfh!”
It's barely audible, but it's there. The blonde just let a small whimper escape, cheeks heating up and worsening his situation.
Tsukasa analyzed him, not annoyed but curious. Thanks to the fluorescent lamps outside, he gets a dim sight of Ryuusui's flustered state, and he finds it nothing but funny.
“What's that?” He intentionally whispered closer, testing the waters. He saw Ryuusui flinching his ears and tilting his head. “Cat got your tongue, Ryuusui?”
“Hah- of course not. You just…” He tried to snap back with a weak smirk. “Y- you just seem way too comfy close to me like this.”
“I thought you liked that. You're as red as my hair.”
Ryuusui swallowed hard, wrapping his hand around Tsukasa's wrist. “Tsukasa, just…just uh- just let go of my chin, ok?” And as soon as he said this, Tsukasa gently made him look up, his dark eyes searching for answers on his wide ones. Fuck, he's screwed.
After seconds in silence, Tsukasa let go of his chin normally, but the way he's standing right in front of him almost pinning him against the wall makes it clear that he won't let Ryuusui escape.
“Now I'm curious.” Tsukasa said. “What do you really want? Your face is not at all suitable for a money negotiation.”
Ryuusui looks away, unable to hold eye contact for too much. “I just want you, I said that…” He mutters. “I…y'know, you're a strong and charismatic guy, so I wanted you. Not only for the dragos, but for myself.” The last phrase came out like a shaky whisper as he confessed.
Tsukasa's eyes widened, but he smiled right away. “Ah, you truly are the greediest man in the world, aren't you?” His tease is low, playful. “Want me all to yourself, huh? But what tells you that you’ve earned me?” Tsukasa crosses his arms and Ryuusui looks back at him.
“I don't?” He seems surprised, a bit nervous you could say. “But- but why don't I deserve it? I haven't made anything harmful for anyone…” Ryuusui complains in a pout. “You'll see, I'll make my wish come true, okay? Even so, I won't give up on you-”
Tsukasa interrupted him by sealing their lips together. It was calm and slow, but Ryuusui almost felt like he's about to explode. His hands quickly found its way to Tsukasa's back, leaning forwards and opening his mouth for him. Tsukasa held the back of his head, guiding the kiss and soon making it more hot, desperate — Ryuusui was left heavy panting, flushed and with a problem hidden on his clothes.
"Mm, Tsukasa..." He breathes, lips swollen and pretty "I want it. I want you..." Even in this tuff situation, he can't help but be greedy. "I do want you all to myself."
Tsukasa laughs. “Yeah, I'm seeing it.” He teased him. “You want me, huh? Wanna prove to me that you deserve it?”
Ryuusui can't help but lean against him again, trying to get more kisses. But instead, Tsukasa simply interrupted him by tugging gently at his hair, taking the lead and peppering kisses down his neck. The blonde sighs shaky, sensitive — it's the first time in 3700 years that he's been touched like this, so it's expected for him to react like this. Not mentioning the fact he's waiting for it for a long time.
It felt like heaven. Having Tsukasa's hands roaming everywhere while he focuses on kisses it's maddenly good, he can do nothing but wrap him in a hug to prevent him from stopping, his heavy breathing betraying the way he likes it. Tsukasa leaves some bites on his neck, each one getting a small whine from Ryuusui.
“Stop teasing. I know you want it too, so…be fast.” Ryuusui protests eagerly.
“Nah, I told you you're not deserving of it. I'll follow whatever pace I want.” Tsukasa talks back, hearing him grunt impatiently.
Ryuusui suddenly felt guided by Tsukasa holding his hand, and then he was finally lying back on Tsukasa's bed. Thanks to scientific advancement, the beds weren't like a straw nest like before. It was comfy, warm — even more warmer now that Tsukasa's on top of him, slowly unbuttoning the captain's clothes.
Tsukasa went straight attacking his body with kisses and hickeys, leaving marks everywhere that couldn't be seen by anyone but Ryuusui, this one who was already losing patience (and vocal control), It didn't take long for Ryuusui's whimpers and moans get louder. He squirms, fingernails right on Tsukasa's back while feeling different kinds of stimulation all at once.
“Tsukasa- my…fuck! Watch it, your knee- ah!” Ryuusui struggles to speak when Tsukasa's knee presses right on his dick, his hips automatically bucking up, seeking for more. “W- why don't you just use your hands? I want - mmh! - want your hands…!”
“If you stop being a loud brat, maybe I'll give you what you're so desperate for.” He says right in his ear, his hair resting on Ryuusui’s chest. “But for now, watch your voice. Unless you want everyone in the Kingdom to know what we're about to do.”
Speaking of which…
Gen sips on his great, cold and sparkling cola again, resting his back on the balcony and looking at his dear leader.
“So, Senkuu-chan.” He called, receiving a small ‘mm?’ as an answer. “Have you seen Tsukasa or Ryuusui? I haven't seen them in a hile-way!”
Senkuu looks around. “Yeah, haven't seen them too. Maybe they're sleeping or whatever.” He shamelessly take the cola glass of Gen’s hand, taking a generous sip. Gen gasps, ready to protest. “What? Remember I was the one who brought you soda in this stone world, mentalist.” He grins devilishly, and Gen loses his argument. “By the way, did you took something from the lab? I was searching for coconut oil earlier ‘cause the girls asked for hair conditioner, but I couldn't find it.”
“Coconut oil?” Gen tilts his head. “I don't think so. How weird, eh? Maybe you lost that at Perseus, who knows~”
…
“Tsukasa…nngh…!” Ryuusui is slowly losing his control. Back arched, hair all messy, flushed and sweaty, biting his own arm to keep quiet, legs squirm at each press of Tsukasa's leg on his cock. He looks pathetic, humping up on him like he needs it to breathe. “I- I… ah! Can't take it…want you- I want you, please…” He's been teased for what feels like hours, already aching and finally manages to beg. “I'll do anything, I'll say anything you want, just please…give me what I want…”
Tsukasa smirks, lowering his kisses to his stomach, a desperate and raspy whimper tore from Ryuusui's throat. He bites at his pecs, licks a trail down teasingly until he reaches his leaking cock, dampening his cloth. “What you want again?”
“I want- ah! Fuck!” He squirms, Tsukasa doesn't let him speak before wrapping a hand around his length firmly, the reddish tip leaking on every inch of his hand. “Tsukasa…fuck, Tsukasa…” He whimpers, voice almost unrecognizable. Who would have thought that Captain Ryuusui would be so loud and needy in bed.
His trembling hand holds Tsukasa's hair desperately, urging him to get lower. Finally, one of his desires was fulfilled. Tsukasa lowers his head and licks the tip, the warmth of his tongue making Ryuusui see stars.
“Suck me off...” He asked – better, demanded –, but maybe he forgot who was in control there. Tsukasa didn't like the way he said that, so he abandoned his dick as an answer. Ryuusui's eyes widened and looked down with despair on his face. “Wait- why'd you s- stop?”
“You're still way too bossy.” Tsukasa wipes his mouth, threatening to get up when Ryuusui held him, locking his legs around his hips.
“No… no, please, don't leave me hanging like this…!” He begs, eyes getting reddish and teary. “Fuck- you're so cruel, Tsukasa…” Ryuusui sniffs, his breath still heavy as he tries to reformulate his need. “C'mon… p- please, can you suck me off? I deserve it, don't I? I did everything you asked, so it's time for you to give me what I want…”
Tsukasa smiles, laughing low. “You're still so greedy, aren't you?” He returns his hand to his base again. “But I suppose you're right. You've been good.”
Ryuusui sighs in relief, but the calm just lasts a second before he gets bothered again when Tsukasa wraps his lips around the tip without warning. His legs shake, back arching when Tsukasa begins a slow, teasing pace. It's clear that he has at least a bit of experience or has good instinct, hollowing his cheeks just where he wanted, driving him mad in a few seconds.
He's a mess – out of words, only broken and high-pitched moans came from his mouth, his entire body spasming and his cock pulsating like crazy inside Tsukasa's warm mouth. The other man's hands were doing a great job groping all the flesh it could, leaving red marks on Ryuusui's thick, toned thighs and, of course, on his ass too.
“Ah, Tsukasa…mmm- it's good… feels good” He whimpers his name, one hand firmly gripping the fabric of the mattress while the other holds on his hair, but without force to guide him. He feels nothing but the wetness of Tsukasa's tongue licking his underside, his tip reaching his throat when he goes all the way down. “Tsukasa- faster… I- I want it faster…” He almost forgot. “... please.”
Ryuusui felt the vibrations of Tsukasa's laugh on his dick, and just when he's going to protest, he feels the quickening of his pace. He let out a dangerously loud moan, receiving a pinch on the thigh as an order to be quiet. “Ah-! S- sorry, I'll be quiet…I'll be quiet, so please don't stop, okay? Don't stop- nngh…!” His voice is entirely whiny, lowering at the last part. “But you can…you can keep pinching me if you like, I dunno, like- mmh..” Ryuusui's words died when he felt another sting on his thigh, a bit harder this time, weirdly making his cock leak even more.
A wet pop echoed, his cock suddenly abandoned. “Pervert.” Tsukasa said in a whisper, blowing cold air on the sensitive length, making it throb.
“Ah- don't stopp…!” Ryuusui whined long, opening more of legs, seeking friction. ”I was so close, Tsukasa, please… why'd you stop…”
“Not yet. I'm not done with you, captain.” The brunette nibbled his inner thigh, devouring the little sound that escaped Ryuusui's mouth. “You won't upset me by cumming without me, will you?” Ryuusui managed to nod.
Tsukasa get up a little, holding Ryuusui's hips to keep him close. He attacked his lips on a kiss again, letting the blonde taste himself on Tsukasa's tongue, moaning at this weird feeling. Ryuusui wraps his arms around Tsukasa's neck, humping on his still covered leg like a dog in heat, making them both sticky with his fluids. “Tsukasa…” He whined, leaving kisses on the man's jaw and pulse point. “Ngh, I feel so hot.” And looks so – his face so red, body so sweaty he feels like he's in a sauna. “Please, it hurts…”
“Where?” Tsukasa hums.
“Fuck- you know damn well where it hurts…” Ryuusui protests bratty, nuzzling his cock on his stomach shamelessly.
“Watch the tone, little fuck.” He punished him with a slap straight on his ass, the harsh sting making Ryuusui gasp and moan. Doesn't seem like he took it as a bad thing.
“S- sorry…” His face is hidden on the crook of Tsukasa's neck. “Mm…will you do it harder?” He felt pathetic with his own voice, but the other man just laughed at him, slapping harder and getting a sob from the blonde. “Yeah, t- that's it…that's what I want…”
Ryuusui lowers himself on his lap, looking up until he reaches his covered crotch, nuzzling his face on his thighs.
“Oh, want to return the favor?” Tsukasa teases, ruffling his hair.
“Mhm…” He nods, covering his mouth on his bulge and feeling it twitch. “I want it bad. Can I?”
“You're learning” The brunette hums, taking off his clothes. “Go ahead, then. It's all yours.”
Ryuusui is interrupted with a huge, warm and slick flesh slapping on his face. He gasps, drooling at the sight of his thick and leaking cock. “Fuck, you're huge…” He nuzzles his cheek on his dick. “Don't think I'll manage to take it all.”
“You're good, do your best.” He pats his blonde hair, guiding his own cock to his lips, slapping the tip on his lips and watching Ryuusui lick his pre. “C'mon, won't you open it for me, baby?”
Ryuusui shivers at the petname, immediately opening his mouth to him. Tsukasa's fluids are somewhat sweet, still a bit tangy but actually enjoyable for the blonde who's taking the tip on his mouth skillfully. He hums at the length, always looking up to search if he's doing good, watching Tsukasa's face twist in pleasure.
“Fuck, it's so warm…” He grunts, holding his hair firmly while thrusting more of his thickness until the tip slaps at the end of his throat, making him gag a little. “Shh, that's it, take it for me…”
Ryuusui feels all sloppy, drool and pre leaking from his mouth and messing his chin, but he incredibly manages to take it almost entirely, pumping with his hand what he can't fit in his mouth. He whined loudly, enjoying sucking his cock way too much.
“Mmph…ah, nngh…” He couldn't form words, soon feeling the pace quickening and the throbbing on his tongue more insistent. Tsukasa is close, and Ryuusui will gladly take all that he's willing to give him.
He sucks like he needs it to live, stroking himself in tandem while that. It's getting heavier, desperate as he feels his cock throbbing wildly on his hand, driving him crazy with lust.
But when he thinks that he's about to cum – again –, Tsukasa pulls him out by his hair, a breathless gasp coming loudly in the air.
“Nnngh- ah…why did you stop…” He whined desperately, trying to get back but Tsukasa is still holding his hair, preventing him. “Please, c'mon…let me keep going. Wasn't I doing a good job?” He looks up with his teary, puppy eyes.
“Don't worry, you were doing amazing.” He reassures, kissing his forehead. “But I don't want to come in your mouth, you feel me?”
Tsukasa caresses his hair, then his nape and back, watching the way Ryuusui's skin shivers with each trail of his fingertips. When he finally reached where he was looking for, a simple touch startled Ryuusui, which looked at him surprised.
“Wait- that's my…” His cheeks flushed. “You're not planning to…d- do it dry, are you?”
“So what if I am?”
“But it'll hurt…” He whined, feeling the thick throb he's sitting on and swallowing hard. “You're too big for me to take it dry…”
Tsukasa hums, pecking his cheek. “I'm just messing with you. Of course I won't do it dry.” Ryuusui hears him taking something next to them. It's a small glass bottle, without any label.
“What's that?” He asks curious.
“Coconut oil.” Tsukasa opens up the bottle, the slick, natural product slipping on his fingers. “I hope Senkuu won't be mad that I stole it from the lab.”
That comment made Ryuusui laugh a little, shivering as soon as he felt the contact of his slick fingers on his hole, winking instinctively. “Be gentle…. please.”
“Let's see if you can handle that.” Tsukasa entered half of a finger inside suddenly, making him jolt and hiss. Before Ryuusui could say something, Tsukasa manhandled him to be on his stomach in bed. “Lift up a little, it'll be better for you.”
Ryuusui just obeys, too dazed to protest. Tsukasa's finger moves slowly, the burning of the thickness slowly disappearing in the lust’s cloud that's on the blonde's mind. Didn't took him much to take Tsukasa's finger easily, broken little whimpers getting out of his lips every time he thrusts deeper.
“Faster…w- want it faster…” He babbled, his face hidden on the mattress, a trail of drool on the corner of his mouth as he struggles to keep himself quiet. He's presenting his ass on the air like it's the greatest gift, his forgotten dick bobbing and stickening his stomach. “Want more…please…mmh, Tsukasa…”
Tsukasa quickens the pace of his finger, so adds another one. The hand holding his hips trails to his cock, pumping it slowly.
“Look at you, leaking everywhere and making a mess… you better not cum in my bed, brat.” Tsukasa mocks, feeling Ryuusui's dick twitch at the harsh tone. That made him smirk. “You like it, captain? Like the way I talk to you? I thought you were the one who did orders here.”
“Hnngh…like it…” Ryuusui nods, his hole already loosening with Tsukasa's sweet touches on his prostate, but the way he's teasing his dick makes it hard to hold back. “Don’t tease me like this, Tsukasa…y- you know I won't hold much if you keep like that…”
“It's that so? Are you saying you gonna cum without my permission?” Tsukasa curls his fingers inside him, making him shout and consequently squeezing his dick. “Be quiet.” Ryuusui bites the sheets, eyes filling up and wetting his cheeks with tears.
He couldn't take it anymore.
“Please, c'mon…fuck me already so I can cum with you inside me.” Ryuusui begs with all his words, bouncing back and nestling his covered dick between his ass cheeks, his own cock leaking precum on his entire hand.
Tsukasa smiles, slowly taking his fingers out of him. “Is this what the brat wants?” He nuzzles his cock back on his hole, getting an slurred whimper from the blonde.
“Y- yeah…that's just what the brat wants…” Ryuusui smirks as he hears Tsukasa's deep groan. The brunette spills more of the oil on his own cock, fisting it some seconds before positioning the tip on his gaping hole. “Mmn…” The blonde closes his eyes, deep breathing in a way to relax. “Y- you're going raw?”
“Mhm. I don't think there's any condoms made yet.” Tsukasa said. “I'm clean, though. But if you don't want it, that's o-”
“Nah, I'll like it raw.” He smiled teasingly. “It's not often that I get a huge one like yours inside me, then I must conquer this for myself.” Tsukasa laughs at his audacity, then holds his hip.
At first, it stung. Ryuusui shouts and whines loud enough to feel Tsukasa's hand covering his mouth, muffling his sounds – he won't deny that he likes the pressure of his fingers on his face, forcing him to keep quiet. His cock slides in carefully, the pace stopping when he reaches halfway in.
“S’it awll way in?” Ryuusui asks muffled, looking back at him above his shoulders.
“Haha, not yet.” Tsukasa says. “But no worries, I'll be slow until you get used to it.” He traced kisses down his shoulders and back, beginning a slow and deep pace inside him.
Ryuusui can't control how much he moans and squeezes around his cock, eyes rolling when Tsukasa finally bottoms out. His hole clenched as if trying to get him stuck inside, but the force Tsukasa began to apply made him loose quickly.
“Mmph! Tsukasa…ah!” He moans on his hand, gripping tightly on the fabric of the mattress. “Yeah- just like that…mmh! Want it…want it harder, please…”
“Harder, you say?” He whispers in the blonde's ear, threading her fingers through the strands of his hair, pulling gently and finally freeing his face from being hidden. Tsukasa hardened his thrusts as he's said to, struggling to keep it quiet – the sounds of his hips smacking against Ryuusui's ass were too loud, but gladly there's still a loud party out there.
“Y- yeah! Fuck, yes, Tsukasa…ah! mmfh…” Ryuusui bites his lips to shut his moans until he tastes copper, but it's no use. The feeling Tsukasa's fingers tangled into his hair along with the insistent stroking on his cock and, of course, this fat dick ruining his insides deliriously good. “Ngh, Tsuka- ah!” He's a wordless mess, sobbing while trying to figure out words.
“Shh, you're doing good.” Tsukasa moaned. It's low and deep, getting straight to Ryuusui's cock. “Fuck, if you keep squeezing me like that, I won't…”
“Hah, please. I know… know you're close already. can feel it…” He whines, bouncing back at him and looking up through his shoulders. “Can- can I…can I cum too? Please?”
Tsukasa is not done playing with him. Nah, not yet. So teasingly, he slowed his pace until it almost stopped both his thrusts and hand right on the root, tearing off a silent scream from the captain.
“Ffuuucckk…!” Ryuusui sobs disappointed and whiny, legs already shaking with another denied orgasm. The tip of his dick leaks and spurts angrily, his hole clenching and unclenching weakly while he cries on the mattress. “W- why again…please, you're so cruel with me…”
“I think you've been very spoiled those days when I wasn't awake. Did the Kingdom make you all pampered again, brat?” Tsukasa teases, kissing his salty cheek and caressing his head. “Tell me why should I let you cum, and maybe I'll think about it.”
Such a jerk… Ryuusui thinks to himself, but he won't risk everything by saying it out loud.
“Because I…uh…” His voice is shaky, unsure. “Because I've- I've been good, haven't I…?” He whispers. “I swear I wasn't spoiled! I- I'm doing everything you want me to do, right? I'm obeying so well, so I deserve to- angh!” Ryuusui squeaks when he slowly feels the pace returning, especially on his neglected cock. “Fuck yes, yes please…please give it to me- give me more, ah…”
The brunette can't help but leave a vivid mark on Ryuusui's neck, nesting all his inches in and standing there, throbbing inside the man's cavity while giving his dick some more stimulation. It's actually cute the way Ryuusui's dick throbs and leaks desperately just with a few touches.
“Mmh…k- keep fucking me, dammit…” Ryuusui begs, missing the rough feeling of Tsukasa's cock moving inside of him. “Want it faster, harder…yeah, fuck…” He nods desperately when his plea is heard, body weakly bouncing back and forth with the thrusts. “Tsukasa…! I- I'm cumming, fuck, I wanna cum so bad it hurts…can I, baby, please? Can I cum this time? Please just- oh fuck, pleease…!”
“Mhm.” Tsukasa hums. “You've earned it.”
That's more than enough to Ryuusui for snapping his control entirely, his body shaking and spasming with the force of his orgasm, coating Tsukasa's hand with his pearly fluids. He whimpers in both relief and horniness, barely standing his own weight on his elbows.
“Don’t- don't stop…don't stop now that I came…” He begs weakly, dizzy with the waves of his orgasm. “Wanna make you feel good too, so please, don't pull out…”
It's Tsukasa's turn to snap, holding Ryuusui's hips with both his large hands and quickening the thrusts harder enough to make the blonde gasp and squeak, a weak spurt of cum releasing with the sudden act. He feels Tsukasa's dick leaking inside him, but the brunette doesn't let him enjoy his seed inside, taking out with a lewd pop followed by a grunt and the warm feeling of cum coating his entrance, dripping between his thighs.
They stood for a few minutes in silence – despite all the heavy breathing and still some moans –, with Tsukasa's hands still holding Ryuusui's hips firmly.
“Mmm…” Ryuusui is the one who breaks the silence, looking up at him with a pout. “I told you to not pull out.”
Tsukasa laughs, pecking his pouty lips and letting him rest on the bed properly. “It'd be harder to clean up later. Don't be whiny.”
Ryuusui wanted to talk back, but the soreness caught him. In a few moments while feeling relaxed by Tsukasa's hands gently cleaning him, he starts to drift off right there on the taller one's bed. But as soon as he felt him moving, he searched for him lazily and wrapped his arms around Tsukasa's hips, preventing him from get out.
“C'mon, let's rest a little.” He doesn't registered Tsukasa's answer, but sure felt embraced by his strong arms on the bed, sighing and resting his head on Tsukasa's bare, now sweaty, chest.
…
The sun shines brightly outside. The Kingdom of Science just woke up a little later today, but everyone has their stamina for work hard. Everyone, including him.
“I want this done by today! You hear me, folks?” There he is, Ryuusui, all smiley and acting like it's just another day for him. It's clear as the day for anyone that he was way too happy.
“Can't this dude stop yelling?” Senkuu points it out at the lab with his partner. “And what does he want done, anyway? I thought everything was in order with the construction team.”
“Isn't that right, dear Senkuu?” At the other side, Gen nods with him. “Is it just me, or does Ryuusui's voice sound a bit more lively today? Guess Francois' beer had quite the effect!”
Senkuu smirks, looking for another solution for his new experiment when he touches something that was missing the night before. The damn coconut oil... half full?
“Wait- Why is there only half of the coconut oil in here? I remember making a full recipient.” He takes it in hands, showing tho the mentalist.
“Maybe it spilled a little? You were searching for it like crazy yesterday~!” Gen teased. “By the way, I think I saw Tsukasa-chan walking out from here early this morning…”
Silence. A disgusted expression appearing on the scientist's face.
“Eh… so, dear Senkuu, do you think he used it for…his hair?”
“Absolutely not.”