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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      弱虫ペダル_|_Yowamushi_Pedal
  Relationship:
      Ibitani_Ryou/Machimiya_Eikichi
  Character:
      Machimiya_Eikichi, Ibitani_Ryou
  Additional Tags:
      Anal_Sex, mentions_of_machimiya/kana, ibitani_angsting_for_like_half_the
      fic, Fluff, near_the_end_ayyyy
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-12-21 Words: 2161
****** Cocaine, Alcohol, Lady Lay, Withdrawal ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Ibitani knows he should be worried, over the fact that Machimiya only
     fucks him for release. Over the fact that once Machimiya's got his
     next girlfriend Ibitani won't be relevant anymore. Over the fact that
     Ibitani knew all this before he said OK, and really was okay with it.
Notes
     This ship ruins me. Still.
     In case I'm too busy to write more fic this holiday season I'm gonna
     make this a Christmas present to mellyface, Hatoe, and WorldsJunk!
     hope you guys have bomb holidays
See the end of the work for more notes
They had been studying. Maybe. Ibitani had come over to Machimiya's place under
those impressions but they had studied like one unit and suddenly they weren't
anymore.

Ibitani should feel awkward being pushed with his face against the wall. He
should, but Machimiya's got his hands planted firmly on his waist and grinding
against his ass and it's kind of distracting.

"Miya?" Ibitani says, voice strained with a weird mix of confusion and arousal.
He tries to look back at him but he can't turn his head enough and finds
himself speaking to the air.

Ibitani freezes when he feels Machimiya press himself against his back and nose
into his hair. Machimiya takes in the smell of Ibitani's shampoo and then the
hot breath he lets out makes Ibitani swallow hard.

"Your hair is so soft and cute," Machimiya whispers, groping Ibitani's
bruiseless chest, "It's like a girl's."

Ibitani blinks rapidly and would be a little offended if it wasn't Machimiya,
and if Machimiya wasn't completely turning him on right now.

"Ibitani, Ibitani," he whispers into his shoulder, and the nonexistent space
between them is getting quite warm. Also the whole room. Also Ibitani's face.

"What," Ibitani says unceremoniously, because Machimiya's starting to grope at
his erection through his jeans now and Ibitani might actually die.

"Let's fuck again, like before," Machimiya says breathily against his shoulder,
and Ibitani can hear his smile.

He's supposed to say something along the lines of "no, I know you're not over
your breakup with Kana and you're not using me as an outlet for your
frustration you horny piece of shit," but instead he groans lowly, "Oh god,
yeah, fuck me til I can't fucking walk Miya."

Fucking shit.

The words have an instant effect on Machimiya. He heaves off of Ibitani and
before Ibitani can do it himself he's yanked off the wall from the back of his
collar and thrown onto Machimiya's bed. Machimiya is on top of him fast,
crushing his mouth onto his and smoothing his hands under his t-shirt. 

Ibitani moans into his mouth and hates himself, and hates Machimiya, and hates
this. For a moment he especially hates Kana. Machimiya's wild bangs always
scratch against the part of Ibitani's forehead where he parts his hair when
they make out. Ibitani hates that feeling too.

Machimiya is so good at kissing and simultaneously so terrible. Ibitani used to
have to be witness to Machimiya's kisses with Kana, which were gentle and
fleeting. Ibitani would get a little jealous, but he'd lightly joke at them to
get a room and then go out alone to kick at rocks.

Ibitani was Machimiya's best friend while Kana was Machimiya's girlfriend, and
those dynamics should've never changed since their first year. Over time
Ibitani would often will himself to feel happy for them, gotten used to them.

Except now Machimiya is sucking at Ibitani's neck and pinching his nipples, his
boner pressed against Ibitani's leg. Ibitani opens his eyes at the ceiling.

'Kana, you gonna let him do this?'he thinks as if she's there on the ceiling or
something,'Control your shitty ex-boyfriend. Why the fuck am I in this?'

Machimiya starts grinding their dicks together and Ibitani shudders and has to
look away from the ceiling.

"Miya," he breathes but can't bring himself to say anything else.

"Pants," Machimiya says and is taking his off. Ibitani fumbles at his own
zipper and feels like he shouldn't be, but he is and he should be.

Ibitani remembers where Machimiya keeps his lube. It's in his sidetable
drawer. 

When Machimiya enters him there's always the low burn at first. Ibitani acts
like he hates this part but he loves it. Because the notion of Machimiya inside
him makes him feel like it's all wrong until he's actually inside him. And then
Ibitani doesn't want to feel anything else. Ibitani wants to tell him he loves
him.

But Machimiya entwines a hand into Ibitani's hair and Ibitani remembers how
similar his own hair is to Kana's, and he wants to get away. Wants to cut all
his hair off. Then Machimiya starts fucking him at a pace that builds quickly,
because Machimiya has never had any patience and to be quite honest, neither
has Ibitani.

It feels better everytime they do it and Ibitani doesn't know if it's because
Machimiya is getting better at it, or if Ibitani is falling deeper in love.
Ibitani knows that either way he's fucked in the long run. Machimiya's already
memorized where his prostate is.

Machimiya always fucks him hard. Harder than Ibitani's ever seen in the porn
he's watched and he knows for a fact he was never like this with Kana. He had
probably been gentle with her, because she had the fragility of a glass doll
and Machimiya cared about her that much.

Ibitani suddenly wants to express his mixed feelings about this whole
arrangement but he hears himself yelling, "Fuck, it feels so good Miya, feels
so good," almost like he's crying.

"You fucking slut, does your best friend feel good in your ass Ibitani? You
want me to go harder?", Machimiya croons, smiling so shittily and handsomely
and Ibitani somehow can't bring himself to feel ashamed. 

"Miya, oh my god, oh my fucking god," Ibitani gasps into the sheets. He wants
to reply better than that but when he opens his mouth he can only make
incoherent noises. Machimiya's dirty talk is always like this. Mean, hot, and
always emphasizes how they're best friends.

Machimiya reaches under Ibitani to wrap his hand around his leaking erection
and start pumping it as he slams into his ass. Ibitani chokes out a sob and
loves him and hates him.

"You're so hard for me, damn pervert," Machimiya whispers, precum slicking up
Ibitani's dick and his hand.

"You're the one fucking my ass!" Ibitani tries to bite back but it sounds more
like a whine, like begging. He cuts off the statement with a groan because he
can't keep doing this. With Machimiya pounding his ass and stroking his dick at
the same time.

"Well I'm about to cum in your ass. That what you want? Best friend cumming in
your ass?" Machimiya says and Ibitani makes a frustrated growl at how fast
Machimiya turns the tables. He's also growling because he's about to cum too.

"Yeah I want you to cum in my ass you piece of shit, fucking do it," Ibitani
groans, trying to voice it like a challenge though when it comes out he sounds
like a whore.

Machimiya yells too loudly when he comes, Ibitani thinks. But then Ibitani cums
and he might have even been louder. He yells Machimiya's nickname and it sounds
angry, and dripping with adoration. Ibitani feels the hotness fill his ass and
then his own spilling out of him, onto Machimiya's hand and his sheets.

They stay there breathing hard for a moment, or maybe a really long time. Then
Machimiya pulls out. The moment he does Ibitani feels something like longing.
Machimiya grabs his waist and makes him lie down on his side facing him.

He drapes his arm over Ibitani's waist and buries his face in Ibitani's
shoulder and hair. Ibitani wants to protest that best friends don't cuddle. But
he's kind of pretty sure best friends also don't fuck each other.

Ibitani knows he should be worried, over the fact that Machimiya only fucks him
for release. Over the fact that once Machimiya's got his next girlfriend
Ibitani won't be relevant anymore. Over the fact that Ibitani knew all this
before he said OK, and really was okay with it.

Then Machimiya mumbles quietly, and Ibitani almost misses it, "Ibitani, what
are you thinking about?"

Ibitani scoffs, "Your spunk is in my ass, what do you think." He hopes
Machimiya doesn't realize he's avoiding answering.

Machimiya smiles at him, his coy smile, but it's warm, not cold, and Ibitani
swears to god he's glowing at least a little or maybe Ibitani is just that
fucked up.

Then Ibitani's face scrunches up and he throws his arm over his forehead just
above his eyes. Like he might cry.

"Miya, you're thinking about Kana," Ibitani hears himself say quietly. His
mouth feels dry, and it's weird. The words are out there and Ibitani doesn't
hate himself and Machimiya like he thought he would.

Machimiya looks at his face with an unreadable expression but he looks more
calm than Ibitani had always envisioned.

"No, you are," Machimiya says so quietly Ibitani almost can't hear him. But
Ibitani can't understand. His heart is in his ears all of a sudden.

Machimiya brings a hand to tuck a strand of Ibitani's hair behind his ear and
something about the movement makes Ibitani hold his breath. Even though they'd
just literally fucked, and Ibitani just can't understand a thing.

"Miya?" Ibitani says, because he doesn't know what he can say and he wants
Machimiya to talk instead. Because Machimiya always knows. He's always smart
and knows how to figure everything out. That's why he's the captain.

"Why are you thinking about Kana?" Machimiya asks and looks a little
bit...sad...? Ibitani feels his stomach twisting into knots because he's made
Machimiya upset. He wants to answer lightheartedly, say he was just joking.

"Kana and I are over," Machimiya says, and his voice is as clear as it's ever
been, "You know that right?"

Ibitani somehow can't fathom what Machimiya is saying and thinks maybe he's
tired. Maybe Ibitani's tired.

"Then why are you..." Ibitani mumbles, and blinks. He feels like he's in
English class. Not understanding anything and the teacher won't help him and
neither will Machimiya.

Machimiya kisses his hand and Ibitani is kind of freaking out because this is
weird and Machimiya is being weird and kind of acting like he really
actuallylikes Ibitani. Which is...no way.

"Miya if you don't fucking talk with your words I don't get what you want,"
Ibitani snaps.

"I like you."

Ibitani is still trailing his last word when Machimiya interrupts him and then
he swallows it. He brings a hand to his mouth and feels like a fucking
schoolgirl.

"What?"

"You really thought I liked Kana all this time?"

Ibitani wants to sputter, and slap him, and collapse inside his arms all at the
same time.

"I thought it was kind of obvious when I made the first move. That's awkward,"
Machimiya says in a casual tone like they're discussing training menus or
something.

"Miya what the hell," Ibitani says, blinking a lot, "Pinch me."

Machimiya doesn't say anything but grins and pinches Ibitani's nipple. Ibitani
yelps and wants to roll onto his other side so Machimiya can't see him blushing
and probably breathing really hard.

"Ibitani what did you think I was doing? Using you as a substitute?" Machimiya
asks and he sounds shocked, then with traces of laugh in his voice, "How is
that even possible, you two are completely different."

Ibitani feels embarrassed, and idiotic, but he blurts out, "I don't know, the
hair." He realizes he sounds absolutely ridiculous but it's the first thing he
thinks of.

Machimiya blinks for a beat. Ibitani blinks back.

"Oh, yeah I guess your hairstyles are a little similar maybe," Machimiya
observes, "Kind of."

Ibitani's mouth falls open. Machimiya had never even made a connection. Ibitani
feels stupid, and relieved, and like he just woke up from a really long nap,
and full of another strange unfamiliar feeling.

Ibitani suddenly wants to burrow his face into Machimiya's chest and explode.
But that's too gross and sappy and Ibitani's already made enough of a fool of
himself for one day. Machimiya too. Machimiya's so stupid. Ibitani's so stupid.
It's hilarious. And Ibitani feels like he should watch himself again because
he's really really badly in love with Machimiya now in case he hadn't been
before.

"Could you not think about Kana the next time we do this?" Machimiya finally
asks and his voice is so light and amused and warms Ibitani in the pit of his
stomach, "It's sort of a turn off. And...weird in general."

Ibitani laughs and just shakes his head against the pillow, and he feels so
good. Everything is right.

Machimiya barks a laugh and grips Ibitani's shoulder, "Don't laugh! Seriously!
Don't hurt my feelings! I'm sensitive!", his accent makes Ibitani feel
pleasantly drunk.

Ibitani hopes his smile isn't as big as it feels on his face, when he says, "I
won't. I don't wanna hurt your feelings you shitty baby."

Machimiya looks smug, "That's fucking right."

Ibitani feels so happy with Machimiya he wants to say his nickname over and
over and finally let himself stop resisting his emotional attachment to him. He
lets himself stop worrying about being thrown away. He lets himself like his
hairstyle again. He lets himself fall in love. He lets himself stop thinking
Machimiya doesn't love him too.

 
    
End Notes
     When I wrote this fic I actually legit made it so that Miya was only
     fucking Ibitani because he wasn't over Kana BUT IT HURT ME TOO MUCH
     HAH......so I added all that shit to the ending and I feel so much
     better. I'm weak.
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