Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/10927254. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M Fandom: バケモノの子_|_Bakemono_no_Ko_|_The_Boy_and_the_Beast_(2016) Relationship: Ichirouhiko/Kyuuta_|_Ren_(Bakemono_no_Ko), hinted_Jiromaru/Kaede Character: Kyuuta_|_Ren_(Bakemono_no_Ko), Ichirouhiko_(Bakemono_no_Ko) Additional Tags: youthful_curiosity_can_be_so_interesting, hormones_like_little_crazy people, Anal_Sex, Oral_Sex, Post-Canon Stats: Published: 2017-05-17 Words: 1253 ****** Enticing Curiosity ****** by CampionSayn Summary There wasn't actually a reason NOT to do this: In youth comes the learning, but in age comes the appreciation. OR Kyuta and Ichirohiko bang indoors and outside. Notes See the end of the work for notes It’s not exactly like the first time they had sex; young and hormonal and completely and utterly stupid while looking for release from the insane little creature that resided in their pants. But Ren can’t help but think about it as they settled into the small home Ren had inherited from Kumatetsu; Ichirohiko taking position on the pillows the brunette used to sleep on like a kitten that he'd taken the liberty to place on the table, pants folded and set off to the side as Ren smiled wide and kind and leaned down to put his mouth to work in a way that wasn’t all about yelling loudly at the students he’d taken up at Tatara and Hyakushubo’s constant nagging. “Kyuta?” Said boy in question barely even bothered to glance up from his sprawled out position on the forest floor on the edge of an overhang that gave him some modicum of privacy. He continued, pants hanging off of his left ankle, sweat pasting some of his hair to his face. His grubby hand continued pumping at his not-quite-chafed prick, trying and failing to get from point A to point B so he didn’t have to walk around town with his little friend popping up at the smell of cooked meat, or dango, or a stiff breeze, etc. Kaede was Ren’s friend; in this there could be no need for sexual and romantic conquest. Though he did love her, it was in the way that a person protects and grants affection upon another–friendship, yes, and almost like family, too. Perhaps, he thinks, she might have wanted more, once, but that went away when he started going back and forth between worlds again and even sometimes brought her with him; introducing her to the sons of Iozan properly. While she was still–-and neither of them could blame her in honesty–-a little weary and something like shy around Ichirohiko, she got on quite well with Jiromaru. They had a tendency to wander off these days and talk about the literature of both worlds that allowed the other two some well deserved privacy. Heavy breathing was echoing in Kyuta’s ears, not just his own, as Ichirohiko wandered over in the manner of a wild bird flittering on the ground to search out what could be a mate or…well, something interesting. “What are you doing?”  “Doing what Kumatetsu does when he’s got a hard-on and needs to focus on other things,” he grunted, finally opening his eyes to glance at Ichirohiko, hazy feeling and eyelids heavy, “But I can’t do it in the house, it makes him uncomfortable, and Tatara and Hyakushubo would freak out. Wish I’d brought something wet, though.” “Wet?” Big blue eyes blinked, his own legs crossed as his stirrings started up in what was the third time that morning, but probably wouldn’t be the last.  Sympathy with the human was something he could appreciate in this way. “Oil or lotion,” his thumb traced the top of his appendage, eyes looking over at the little spot forming in his companion’s own tenting clothing, “Would be really good, but spit works, too.” Ren grinned almost like a drunkard as Ichirohiko took his place on the low table of the living room, smiling widely and legs open invitingly as his boyfriend took his own favorite position between those bony but sturdy legs. His larger hands gripped the other’s ass to keep him balanced and comfortable on the hard-top, thumbs kneading the little hole for later, and Ren’s mouth open wide to start sucking on the rock hard length that stood at attention, already dribbling clear pre-cum for him.  The heat of the back of his throat had the desired impact on Ichirohiko’s senses and impulse; he let out a low moan and gripped the brunette’s hair–not too hard, but enough to egg Ren on in his ministrations while also digging fingers into him. One, one, one, two-three, and another delightful moan with rocking up, begging, panting. Ren wouldn’t let him cum until his boyfriend grabbed his own ankles, pulled back and let Ren ram him, though. The psychic son of the beast everyone except a small few assumed would be the next Grandmaster blushed deep red and made the first move; just to be clear. His tongue and wet heat was wonderful, but he took it too fast and choked. Which was entirely expected given that he had only a vague inkling of the mechanics of such situations; from accidentally seeing those three wolves that pestered everyone in the park late at night when he was supposed to get home with some eggs his mother had requested; from coming home too early from practice when his parents thought they had some “alone time”; a couple of books he’d found at the market being sold by a sleazy possum beast. “E-Easy,” Kyuta giggled, taking Ichirohiko’s up, helping him remove his pants and then laying back down on his back, so they were both facing the other’s annoying, ugly appendage, “Just take it slow. Help me out and I’ll help you out, yeah?” Ichirohiko sucked in a breath as Kyuta’s tongue touched him like he was licking chocolate syrup off of a cream cake, heated breath following with it and then blue eyes practically rolled all the way back in his head when Kyuta sucked. “Y-yeah,” the boar son agreed, trying to follow Kyuta’s lead, but sloppy, inexperienced, also really cute, but gloriously wet, which was all Kyuta wanted. That and tasting and enjoying all the little noises the other was making from on top of him. He thought absently that he would like to hear that more often. The table rocked, the legs bumping up and off the ground repeatedly. Ichirohiko gulping in as much air as he could while also practically choking on the screams he wanted to let out before Ren found his mouth and kissed him hard and deep. Also finally pounding him, equally hard and deep; big hands taking hold of the ankles Ichirohiko could no longer reach and pressing them far back so Ren could keep digging into the little spot inside his boyfriend that made fireworks go off. “R-Ren! Ren–ah–close!” “Mm-hm,” Ren hummed, getting close himself, but not interested in himself until after Ichirohiko was spent. He let the other breathe, changing from kissing his mouth, to sucking on his right nipple so he could also change position and piston like a rabbit; concise movements hitting that sweet spot over and over andoveragain. Kyuta could admit, he hadn’t expected the other boy to finish so quickly, but then again he probably didn’t treat himself to jacking off as much as Kyuta did; being such an esteemed member of beast society and all that. It was a sloppy finish inside his mouth and along his face; some dribbling off of his chin like rice porridge. Kyuta hummed and his legs tightened into a stretch as that wonderful pressure released and he had to resist a cackle when Ichirohiko sputtered–obviously not aware of Kyuta being quiet in some things, expecting him to at least warn him–and removed him head like he was a little between offended and bashful. Kyuta patted the incredibly white ass still perched on top of him, “Don’t worry, everyone chokes the first time.” His only response was probably even more heat in Ichirohiko’s blushing face and grumbling that set him off into a real collection of giggles. End Notes Yes, I know, I have no taste. Please shut up. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!