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      the_edge, Wild_and_Free, Hand_Jobs, Exploration, Boys_Kissing, Minor
      rough_kissing, Groping, Fondling, Grinding, There_are_times_to_do_this
      Akira_what_are_you_doing, Personas_want_to_play, I_got_plans, Hang_on
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      Published: 2017-05-17 Updated: 2017-05-21 Chapters: 2/? Words: 5613
****** The Rebel Heart and the Carnivorous Boy ******
by jenovasilver
Summary
     Ryuji long resigned himself to the fact that he wasn’t 100% straight
     anymore and it was definitely 100% Akira’s fault.
Notes
     When I told you all in that Consummate Gentlemen that I cut alot out
     I meant it...we're all going down together.
     For PrettySami because she lives in the trashcan with me.
     *also my Akira is based on how he is on my game save which is a
     highly charming/bold little shit.
***** When in doubt just rub it out *****
It was the week of exams and Ryuji didn’t know why he bothered, he wasn’t going
anywhere...no teacher will write recommendations for him. The future looked
shitty but after he met Akira, discovered he was some sort of badass super hero
that can change adults’ hearts. Ryuji didn’t care about school anymore, he was
going to be famous and rich! Who needs school?
Still, Akira wanted him to get good grades and make a future for himself when
all this Phantom Thieves stuff was over and Ryuji REALLY had a hard time
refusing the guy.
Which was the problem.
Ryuji was pretty sure he was straight, oh he could safely acknowledge that
there were some attractive men out there, some that were like REALLY hot but
him being attracted to them? Nope, he was pretty sure that 'switching teams'
was not going to happen for him in this lifetime.
Then Akira-the living thirst trap-Karasu arrives at Shujin Academy and BOOM he
has the first of many uncomfortable boners. This has NEVER happened and Ryuji
long resigned himself to the fact that he wasn’t 100% straight anymore and it
was definitely 100% Akira’s fault.
“Geez stop it will ya?” Ryuji probably shouldn’t have said that out loud,
especially when it earned him Akira's puzzled face, pencil between his lips and
his glasses teetering off his nose just a bit was really getting him hard. Plus
how could a dude have lips like that? They looked so soft and its just unfair,
“Huhhhh...my bad dude. Just loudly thinking things n stuff.”
“Oh, haha don't get us kicked out.” Akira fixed his glasses and flashed a smile
so fucking warm that Ryuji’s dick twitched, he was half hard and rubbed his
thighs to keep it down. Damn, how can one dude wreck his shit so badly on a
Thursday no less? Ryuji had to say something.
“C’mon, thinking softly ain’t my thing.” Ryuji nervously joked and immediately
sipped his water, was the Diner hot? Who turned on the heater? Oh that was him.
“S-so uh...”
“Hm?” Akira didn’t look up thankfully but that accursed pencil continued to
dangle from those lips. He looked into his bag to check on Morgana and saw that
he was catnapping, “You need help on an equation?”
“Uhhh, nah but like...uh you’re pretty popular with the chicks.” Ryuji glanced
over his shoulder at the two giggling waitress at the end of the Diner, he knew
they weren't even remotely looking at him.
“Am I?” For all of Akira’s natural brilliance and cunning, the boy could be
dense.
“Uh YEAH? Shit you have like ten times more game than me. But I never seen you
hook up? What’s up with that?!” Akira finally raises his head, cocking it to
the side a little and Ryuji wasn’t sure if this motherfucker was ACTIVELY
flirting with him right now.
“I never really thought about it much.”
“S-so y’like girls right?”
“I like guys too.” And Ryuji mouth dropped, he had suspicions about it but
never asked...it wasn’t his business.
“Oh...its cool I just y’know was wonderin’. Dang, didn't know you swung that
way.” Ryuji stammered and blew bubbles in his water and Akira shrugged, “What’s
that like?” Akira eyes tinkled with that charm he had in abundance.
“Fun.” Akira’s boldness was unrivaled and perhaps it was because of his Persona
Arsene or something but his own Persona was a MOTHERFUCKING pirate! No one
could be more bold than a pirate! Ryuji tried to think of something to say but
Akira beat him to it, “Just experiment for a while..you'll be okay.” He makes
it sound so easy, Ryuji hasn’t even made it to 1st base with a girl, where the
hell would he FIND someone to experiment with his growing bisexuality that
won't bully or try to blackmail him?
“I-I wasn’t like askin’-I mean uh...shit.” Akira snickers a bit and Ryuji just
gives up and sighs, “Okay confession time, you’re wrecking my everything right
now so you gotta help me out here or somethin’? Any tips? Tricks? Cheat codes
at life?”
“Well I don't have any of that but like what do you want to know?” Shit, why
did he have to put him on the spot like that? Ryuji was sweating, like couldn’t
he see him fucking sweating? He needed to jog a couple of laps or something
other than sitting here right now looking at Akira’s teasing little smile, his
eyes...his everything.But Ryuji said trying to reclaim some measure of cool man
cred back.
“O-okay you said experiment right? Alright fine...uh...shit, what if *I* kiss
you?” Now the ball was in Akira’s court.
“Okay.” And Ryuji’s mouth went dry, he realized that he ball was caught and
returned with such force it smashed into his fucking face and has to gulps the
water down. Akira removed the pencil from his mouth, folded his fingers
together like the polite little shit he was and just waited. The table shook
Ryuji’s knee hit it and startled everyone in the Diner.
“S-Sorry! But dude! You're you serious?! Like right NOW? Here?”
“You asked? And I don’t mind if it helps clear anything up.” Akira offered with
sincerity or Ryuji’s brain was registering it as sincere because he hope to God
it was. Akira wasn’t the kind of guy who joked like this and that's why Ryuji
was drawn to him. The perfect cool head to his hot temper.
“Y-yeah! I did but-y’know what forget it, help me with this math equation so I
can go home and die you smooth asshole!” Ryuji grumbled but couldn't help but
be happy and just lingered in the wind chimes of Akira’s laughter.
**
On the way home, Ryuji took solace in the fact that Akira knows he’s curious
and is at least keen on allowing himself be used for an experiment of sorts.
He’s never ‘experimented’ on a girl (not for lack of trying) but Akira was the
helpful sort, so helpful and so patient and smelled really good today. Shit,
Ryuji thought he sounded like a major class A creep thinking about this stuff
and using his friend for this. However he was young and these hormones were
running wild in him. What was wrong with an experimentbetween friendsthough? It
wasn’t like he was asking to fuck Akira or something! Just a kiss!
Great. Now he’s thinking about that kiss and it was making him SO hard. His mom
wasn’t home and he ran to his bedroom to lock the door and shut the blinds. 
Ryuji reached for his stash of lotion and tissues, he needed to clean his room
and soon because he’s gotten to that point where he’s grossed out by everything
on the floor. Including the wads of tissue he’s tossed and missed the waste
bin. With a dejected sigh, Ryuji rolled his boxers down, stretched across the
bed and started spurting the cold lotion in his palms.
Starting from the base of his shaft and pumping up slowly, Ryuji squeezed his
hand around his half hard cock, stroking and applying the slick pressure of his
enveloped palm to find that sweet spot. He bit the tip of his shirt and leaned
back on his pillow, shutting his eyes tight as the rhythm increased to get more
friction at the tip of his cock. His thumb nudged at the darken head, freeing a
clear bead of precum and a rising spike of arousal all over him…
Did Akira masturbate? Of course he did, he's a GUY, all guys beat it once in a
while and holy shit what a sight THAT would be! He’s so damn calm and cool all
the time so how would he look splayed on the bed working his cock dry? Then
again there was no way Akira could do this, not with Morgana around so he's
probably all pent up, maybe he did like really quietly at night in the bathroom
or even more brazen-at school?
But for wanking purposes, Ryuji decided on a fictional scenario and he pictured
Akira in his bed at night silently jerking himself off. Like how would he
sound? Would his face be all red and flush…and his voice as he came. What if he
was a screamer? Oh God Ryuji’s thoughts ran wild! And his stroking increased,
his balls aching and his nipples were getting harder just imaging that pale
skin. Akira was so slender and flexible, he would buck up from feeling himself
up and settle down on the bed with his legs stretched out and body arching from
an overload of stimulation. He would look like a complete mess, coated in
sweat, begging, edging on the point of going insane from his orgasm.
Ryuji imagined his name being called out as he came. He imaginedthat he was the
one responsible formaking him that way.
Akira. Mr. Cool, stylish badass Phantom Thief would be perfectly debauched and
spent just quivering on the bed, sheets soiled and pulled off the mattress.
He'd just lay there soaked and filled up with so much spent loads that they
oozed out and pooled underneath him. Akira would be fucking WRECKED by Ryuji
and he'd just climb back on him, pulling those pale legs apart and do it again
until Akira was frantically chanting his name over and over.
Ryuji...Ryuji...RYUJI!
“FUCK!” Ryuji choked out with sparks behind his eyes and busted so hard that he
felt release shoot to his toes, he curled and shook his body and bit the wet
tip of his shirt that he was sure he made holes in it. He gasped the last
spurts and locked his knees together as he steadily pumped the all the milk
free. This was a HUGE load leaking from him and sweat dripped off his face like
he just finished running 20 laps. It was amazingly messy and thick white thick
streaks stained his shirt while the remaining flows dripped over his thighs
onto his bedsheet. It was *so* gross but it wasn’t the first time he had a slip
up...just the first he did it thinking aboutbanging his dude friend.
“Aw man c’mon.” Ryuji shuddered at all the cum and pulled out some tissues to
wipe himself off, he should’ve just jerked it in bathroom so he wouldn't have
to wash shit and turned on his fan to cool off. Yeah, this was bad, he’d
would've been okay if he just told told Akira the truth, that he WANTED to kiss
him instead dismissing the idea as a joke.
And why SHOULDN’T he be honest with Akira? The dude was completely 'go with the
flow' on more shit then Ryuji could handle on an hourly basis-Shitty abusive PE
teacher? Let’s take him down together. Possess super powers to change hearts in
some sort metaphysical Palace of their souls? Let’s do it! Best friend having
not so low-key thoughts about being interested in dudes (said dude is actually
Akira) and wants to possibly experiment with him? Yep, that’s legit.
So…maybe his offer for a kiss was still ON the board? Ryuji glanced at his
phone beside his bed (thankfully free of any wayward spunk shots) and
considered that the answer was a text away? Roll the dice Ryuji.
                     ‘Hey uh about today, the kiss thing?’
                              ‘Yeah, what’s up?’
                            ‘I’m game if you are?’
                                    ‘I am.’
                ‘Tomorrow then? Before we go into the Palace?’
                          ‘Okay, sounds like a plan.’
‘Thanks dude, its just a one time thing.’ Ryuji quickly typed feeling the fear
of rejection looming in his mind, he needed some sort of saving grace. ‘Like I
                     mean...you might be a shitty kisser.’
            ‘I’m not, see you tomorrow.’ And Ryuji drops his phone.
                                        
                                        
He was so fucked.
 
***** The No-No Zone *****
Chapter Summary
     Ryuji knew how to run, he knew a good beef bowl and he knew he wanted
     Akira.
Chapter Notes
     Sorry it took a bit! I'm prepping for Anime Next in NJ June 9th! I'll
     be at Artist Alley table B9 (Platinum Cabbage) feel free to yell at
     me in person. LOL! Thank you for all the kudos, comments and stuff!
     <3
**
Morning wood, yeah of course he had it, Ryuji barely slept after that string of
text...what the fuck Akira? He must’ve said that 80 times before he fell
asleep, this dude was unreal, could anyone really be that cool with kissing
another dude? Ryuji should count his blessings though, after all, if Akira
wasn’t cool with it, he’d be stuck in sexual limbo.
If Ryuji was half as bold as Akira, he'd tell him that he furiously masturbated
to him last night and again in the shower this morning! He wondered what
Akira's face would look like after telling him that? Ryuji wanted to push that
button, Akira couldn't have control of his dick like this without ever touching
him. He had to reign that shit in for the sake of his manhood. And it wasn't as
if Akira was actively seducing him, just that Ryuji's horny ass was getting him
pumped. He actually DID want to see what Akira was like all messy and drippy,
what he taste like...could he go that far? Hell he was already sprinting ahead
passed the damn kiss, he had to see if his that first yet deep inside, Ryuji
knew the answer he just wanted this.
But this was going to be his First Kiss, that was important right? What the
hell would he do if it moved to the groping stage? Ryuji had no idea WHAT he'd
grope, would Akira be cool with that? And how the hell would you feel up a
dude? Would you just tug on dicks all day? That sounded really unsexy and
painful in his head.
And what about the kiss? Does he go first? Does Akira? Does he use tongue? How
much tongue? Medium tongue? What about teeth? Ryuji was raking his brain how to
not look like a complete idiot when he attempted this. And what if the kissing
went badly? Would they still remain friends? Ryuji didn't want to lose that.
He frankly he could’ve just called the whole damn thing off. Akira would
understand...right?
Before he even had a chance, Morgana HOUNDED Akira to go into the Palace
today...and as annoying at that fucking cat was, he saved Ryuji the need to
tell Akira to cancel the kiss thing. Excursions into the Palace left everyone
drained so for once luck was on his side. Sorta.
“Alright! Everyone is here!” Morgana announced and perched on the table on the
rooftop, “We’re on a deadline here, if we don’t change Kamoshida’s heart,
Ryuji, Akira and Mishima are going to expelled!"
“And things will get worse...I-I don’t know if I can ever forgive myself if I
fail.” Ann added with a hint of fear in her voice but quickly regained her
resolve. “Not to mention that asshole will never pay for what he did to Shiho
and we NEED to make him pay!” Everyone looked at her and nodded, Kamoshida was
a disgusting man and who needed to pay for what he's done to the students of
Shujin.
“That’s what I’m talking about Ann! Kamoshida got an ass whoopin coming! Let’s
raise some hell!” Ryuji cracked his knuckles.
“We’ll have to be cautious as we proceed to the higher levels of his Palace, I
know we’re getting close to the Treasure but...I know he’s not going to make it
easy.”
“What do we do when we find it?” Akira asked and Morgana flicked his tail with
a snicker, “Uh oh, what do you have planned?”
“Lemme worry about that, let’s go!”
 
The fourth Safe Room led the Thieves a bit closer to the ominous tower, the
Treasure was so close that Morgana could taste it. The Shadows were definitely
stronger the closer they went but the Thieves were more than capable to take on
any threat that came their way.
Ryuji flinched in pain after finishing their last battle, his fucking leg was
acting up today and truthfully he needed to rest but he didn’t want to
disappoint anyone. He’s done that enough already in his life, he can’t fail
here.
“Alright guys! Its a long way to the top, we just have to avoid those Shadows
below us to sneak into the tower, easy!” Morgana smiled and Akira kept back in
the dark corners to spy on the looming enemies. Ryuji cursed under his breath
from the sharp sting in his leg. “Hey, Skull? You okay?”
“Huh? Oh yeah, yeah...just exhausted and ready to do this!”
“We can always head back to the Safe Room? So don’t push yourself.” Akira
whispered and kept his eyes on the patrolling Shadows to memorize their
patterns.
“What!? No way dude, just need a breather here, I’m cool.” Both Ann and Morgana
shared a look of concern, no, he didn’t need their pity. Ryuji sighed and
cracked his back, all he needed to do was follow Akira across the Old Castle
Roof and boom, they were in the clear.
“Don’t screw up Skull, those Shadows look really tough and we can’t afford a
slip up here!” Ann reminded and Ryuji grumbled.
“Will y’guys chill, like a bunch of nagging old ladies. C’mon!” Akira gave them
the ‘Go’ sign and stealthily the four thieves make their way through the path
of boxes to get to the opposite side, the aura the Shadows were giving off was
immense. Getting caught here wasn’t going to be a fatal blow but it would be a
hard fight. Something Ryuji wasn’t intending on letting happen but when he
attempted climb the wall his leg locked up and the pain was too much. “FUCK!”
Ryuji quickly covered his mouth as a Shadow as alerted, they had to move and he
Akira and Ann tried to pull Ryuji up the wall. “G-go! I’ll distract them.”
“Skull are you insane! You’ll die!” Ann nearly shouted before lowering her
voice.
“My leg isn’t working right."
“Skull if you don't move fast enough you’ll be a sitting duck.” Ann whispered
and Ryuji’s anger was boiling, no, he needs to do this and his fucking leg is
GOING to cooperate. Akira reached down and helped Ryuji up. “Are you okay?”
“Y-yeah, its a temporary thing, sorry bout that.”
“Don’t slow us down Skull, now when we’re so close!” Morgana snapped and Ryuji
bit his lip.
“Shut up you stupid cat, you better not be keeping anything from us about all
this shit.” Morgana hissed and Akira silenced them both, “Oops, my bad...let’s
move.”
Quietly the four crept along the edge of the rooftops, Ryuji was falling behind
and Akira slowed down to make sure he kept up. There was a series of jumps that
they would need to make to get to the expose entrance into the tower and Ryuji
stopped to take a breather, shit those jumps will be tough to make right now.
He watched Akira and the others leap across the platforms with ease and
prepared to do the same.
“Hurry Skull!” Morgana jumped up excitedly but Ann and Akira noticed how sweaty
Ryuji was becoming, this mission was a bust, they needed to retreat.
“Skull? Okay, we’re heading back.”
“B-but the Treasure!?! ARGH! We’re so close!!”
“Skull doesn’t look good Mona, he needs to rest.” Ann looked at Ryuji with
concern in her eyes. No! Ryuji couldn’t stand it! He’ll rest when they get the
Treasure and Ryuji took a leap, "Skull!" but he was short and dangled off the
platform, his leg was locking up again and this time he didn’t have the
strength to pull up. “You big idiot, you'll get killed!” Akira IMMEDIATELY
leaps over to Skull and tries to pull him up but he lost his grip and they both
fall right in the center of the Shadows. “Oh no! Guys!”
“Stay there! Ugh, Skull are you-”
“S-Shit!! Move Joker!” The first Shadow swung and almost caught Akira in the
face as Ryuji scrambled but with his leg, he couldn’t get far and a second
Shadow yanked him by his collar and held him while another Shadow readied to
whack him, when Akira leapt on the Shadows and pulled their masks off to free
Ryuji, “T-thanks dude!”
“Hurry we have to retreat!” Ann and Morgana doubled back along the edges but
the boys were surrounded below them. Akira was able to deftly dodge their
swings but Ryuji was defenseless with his leg acting up, before Beriths hit
him, Akira quickly blocked their attacks but he was still hit and hit HARD.
“JOKER!” Ryuji caught Akira as they and both flew back into the crates,
everything ached and Ryuji held Akira in his lap...that's when he realized that
he had him practically SITTING on his dick. This was the best and the worst
moment of his life, there was no way for him to avoid this. The feel of Akira's
weight just so on him, perfectly placed and warm and kept thinking if he died
rubbing up against Akira's clothed ass it would be a real shame. Akira slowly
recovered as the Beriths made their way to them, “J-joker, sorry..."
"What's..this hard thing I'm sitting on?"
"Uh! Uhhh."
"Are you serious right now?" Akira looked over his shoulder but there was
something almost...playful in his voice, Ryuji wasn't sure what to make of it.
"Really?"
"Look you're the one that's on me!" Ryuji felt himself getting ragingly hard
and the rooftop began to shake as the blue flame aura of Arsene rose up from
Akira’s form and he looked over his shoulder at Ryuji, red eyed and completely
utterly absolutely gorgeous. "Holy shit!? I'm sorry! I-" This really wasn’t the
time for this shit, they needed to move but everything felt so slow...Akira
moved only a bit on Ryuji's clothed cock, settling the clef of his ass on the
swollen lump and arched back that it felt like Ryuji was going to bust right
there. "O-ohh...wow..fuck."
"WHAT ARE YOU TWO IDIOTS DOING! MOVE!" Ann shouted down at them, Morgana was
studying how Akira and his Persona was acting...it seemed familiar somehow.
“Careful. I might bite.” Akira whispered with a voice as smooth as chocolate
making Ryuji’s eyes blown wide open, something loud and thunderous was
awakening in him, Captain Kidd flared awake in Ryuji. He gripped Akira's waist
and roughly shook him on his crotch. He could just start humping him now but
these fucking Beriths were ready to attack and frankly they needed to go.
"CAN'T YOU SEE WE'RE FUCKING BUSY? BACK OFF!" Ryuji shouted, yanked Akira back
against him and slammed Captain Kidd into the Beriths so hard that they
vanished in one blow. The two of them panted as the light of their Personas
faded and they both slumped drained on the roof. Morgana and Ann were stunned
silent.
What just happened?
**
He's toying with you...
Claim him...make him yours.
Wipe that smug gentleman’s smile off his face.
You are a…
“GWAH!” Ryuji snapped his eyes opened and found that he wasn’t in his Verse
clothes or even in a Safe Room, he was in HIS own room...which confused him
more. How did he get here? Ryuji scratched his face and yawned before he looked
over and saw Akira dosing off at his desk, he must have spruced up the place
which in itself was mildly embarrassing. Actually, this was the first time in a
long time that he’s had any friends in his room. After the incident with
Kamoshida, he became persona non gratawith about half the school.
But Akira didn’t...there was a sense of a safety being around him. Is that
where this strange sudden attraction came from? Ryuji could not shake that for
the life of him…
“Ryuji?” Akira asked with a nod and stretched, his glasses angled off his face
and he rubbed his eyes, “You feeling okay?”
“Yeah, fuck...I’m sorry man, I really screwed up today.” Ryuji rubbed his face
angrily and flops back on the pillow. “And we were close too!”
“Don’t worry about it, Morgana said we still have a little ways to go and we’re
making good time.” Akira stood over Ryuji in his bed and smiled down,
“Still...you did screw up.”
“Why y’gotta rub it in?” Ryuji sits up, this was an interesting angle like
Akira’s crotch was RIGHT in front of his face, whether it was intentional or
not...Ryuji felt that familiar twitch in his dick and gulped when he finally
looked up. “Speaking of rubbing, s-so uh...back in the Palace, was your Persona
actin’ weird?”
“Hm? Not really.”
“How could you not feel weird! Dude you were like...grinding on my dick!”
“Oh! Well that didn’t feel weird tho.” Ryuji was flabbergasted, what the hell
is this guy?
“So wait, y’tellin me you were actively TRYING to get me hard?”
"In fairness, you were already hard." Akira had a sly little grin on his face
when he adjusted his glasses.
“You freakin' tease! That’s low dude! We were like in the middle of a fight
with Shadows!”
"Sorry...I honestly don't know what happened back there. I asked Morgana and he
said he's said he doesn't remember ever seeing Personas act like that."
"It was pretty sweet though. Kidd was like, he was AMPED. I felt so fucking
strong!" Ryuji grinned, "Arsene probably was amped too right?"
"I don't really know, I think wewanted more. It wasn't enough."
"More? Ah, wait, about the kiss thing? I mean I'm still y'know for it." Akira
tilted his head in that cute cat way that made Ryuji liked, "Like...y'know."
"I think we had enough excitement today, Just rest and we'll talk about it
tomorrow." Wait, Ryuji just resolved himself to fucking do this, Akira was
trying to flee? No, no way not after he fucking just admitted to rubbing up
against his junk during a life or death battle. 
“Oh like hell you are! You’re not getting out of this.” Ryuji reaches up, grabs
Akira’s hand and pulls him down to the bed…there was this surprised look on
Akira’s face that made Ryuji increasingly more nervous because what the hell
was he doing? He's crossing all sorts of lines here but he just couldn’t shake
Akira’s calmness over everything. For once, he wanted to be the calm and
focused one, he wanted to unravel someone. "I-I want to do this. Now. Like now
now."
"Are you sure?"
“Dude I want your BEST fucking kiss. Convince me like, I’m gay or something I
dunno!” And with that Akira grabbed Ryuji’s shirt collar and yanked him down
into his mouth. Holy shit! The softness mixed with the forceful passion on his
lips was full and hot, taking him down immediately. Akira wasn’t joking, he was
good...his mouth sucked and breathed in Ryuji’s trembling until the blond
almost fell back on the bed, taking Akira with him. “W-wow...fuck.”
“Happy?”
“Dude I’m gay...you made me gay.”
“You’re an idiot.” Akira adjusted his glasses and released Ryuji’s collar, “It
was just a kiss, just experiment more.”
“I ain’t experimenting with anyone but you. A-and I don’t mean I want to use
you like that I mean, we’re friends and junk-”
“I get it.” Akira answered with a soft almost distant voice and Ryuji wasn't
sure what to make of that because he wasn't sure himself...were they still
friends? There he was again, doing that stupid thinking thing. That's not what
he's good at! Ryuji knew how to run, he knew a good beef bowl and he knew he
wanted Akira. He was a man of absolutes. He what he knew now was he did not
like that distance in Akira's voice. “Okay, I gotta head back to Lablanc.”
“W-wait, Akira!”
“What Ryuji?” Akira asked in a huff when he felt Ryuji's fingers around his
wrist, “What are you doing?”
“One more time? Okay?”
“What how many times you want me to kiss you?” Ryuji coughed and dugged in his
pockets to get another breath strip and slapped it on his tongue.
“C’mon man...please?”
“One more.”
The dust particles danced in the thin beam of the fading afternoon sun that
peaked through Ryuji's blinds and down on their heads, the smell of their sweat
and taste of mint...Ryuji's sense were being overloaded. He was trying to
figure out where to put his fucking hands and when he felt those lips on his
again, Ryuji could just melt. And the two slowly sink onto Ryuji's bed. Akira's
lips were softer than before if that was possible and Ryuji was so clumsy at
this...eating at Akira's lips roughly until they were red and swollen but Akira
never stopped him, in fact he pulled Ryuji down more on his body and gripped
the sides of his bleached blond head to keep him locked on his lips.
Ryuji's fingers began to tingle and desperately he needed to wrap them around
some part of Akira’s body, he cupped his face as gently as he could but GOD was
he hungry for this. For MORE of Akira, he wanted to eat him, to suck on the
peach soft skin of his neck...to drag his fangs along the flesh and more. There
was something in his head telling him how to press in more, when to pull back
and allow a small break of air between them. He was getting so hard now and
when he felt the responding lump between Akira's legs it made Ryuji happier. He
was doing a good job! They're both hard, he didn't fuck this up! That this was
good because he was making Akira hard and hungry like him. How far can he go?
Did he KNOW how far he wanted to go? Would Akira let him? 
Somewhere between the kissing, Ryuji’s hands moved from Akira’s face to his
shoulders, until he was practically squeezing Akira’s ass, it was small and fit
his hands so perfectly. When he wanted more skin, Ryuji's motioned his right
hand up under Akira's shirt and thumbed his nipples and was rewarded with the
weakest whine. Oh wow! This tender hot skin was Akira's, this moan and
trembling was from him. He made him make those sounds.
And Ryuji's fingers wouldn't stop rolling the nipples, he wanted to suck them
but that would mean he had to stop kissing Akira and that wasn't going to
happen. With his remaining free hand, he squeezed Akira's left cheek and pushed
himself down until he felt like they were going to merge in this bed. Ryuji
wasn't going to let go, not after he finally felt the wet tip of Akira’s tongue
parting his lips with a desperate little moan to slip inside. To feel that
smooth wet tongue in his mouth, minty mixing with something that was full of a
strange healing energy that Ryuji couldn’t describe but it tasted and felt so
good. The sensations just made them harder and Ryuji began to leak, this was
going fucking too fast but everything was so damn incredible.
Akira's hands traveled down the center of Ryuji's chest until he took hold the
hard swell of his cock in his palm and Ryuji froze once he heard the unzip of
his fly and slender fingers slipping through to touch his hot hard flesh. He
knew he was dripping so much that just being touched was going to make him cum
but oh how he wanted it, he almost sobbed from the contact, Akira breathy
little sighs filled Ryuji's mouth as he slowly took his cock in between his
fingers and made a gentle tug. Spilling the thick white seed on his palm.
"S-sorry...I.."
"It's okay...it's your first right?"
"Yeah."
"You want...to stop here?" Akira's voice was so gentle but the hint of
impatience was there and Ryuji hiked his pants down some more, he wasn't
nowhere NEAR done from that.
"I want to touch you, I want to go all the way, right now."
"All the way? R-ryuji we're just-" Ryuji smashed his lips back on Akira and
unbuckled his pants, he was fired up and starving and wanted to do nothing more
than to make Akira feel the way he does right now. He has no idea on what he's
doing but damnit if he wasn't going to fucking learn along the way. Ryuji lifts
his leg up to give Akira more room to get comfortable, damn his pain right now.
He had Akira in his bed and wasn't going to stop for shit.
“Dude you jerked me off just now. You don't get to touch my dick without me
touching yours! Fair is fair!” And Akira nearly busted out laughing, "What?!
I'm serious!"
"I know. We...we need to go slow okay?"
"Uh...slow, yeah, okay, c'mon c'mon!" Akira hooks his leg around Ryuji’s. “S-so
we doing this?”
“Yeah...show me what you got.” Ryuji worked Akira's fly open, there was still
an awkward bit of silence between them mostly because Ryuji didn’t have a clue
what he was doing but he was now officially in the deep end of the pool now. No
turning back.
Ryuji licked his lips and sloppily slotted with Akira’s, shit if he was trying
to slow his eager ass down it wasn’t showing and he heard a small moaning
flinch from Akira. Ryuji breathed apologies over and over and Akira just calmly
told him to move slower, allow the kiss instead of forcing it but Ryuji
wantedforce, he wanted power...
It was perfect and strong,it was both of them, together kissing and touching.
Nothing could stop this moment from being even more wonderful than this.
That's when the front door opened downstairs.
"Ryuji? Are you home?"
 
Mom.
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