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He never really thought to deep into it, he just thought they were looming thoughts nothing to be worried about. He never took it seriously this strange idea of love and happiness. It felt odd, it tingled, like a humming buzz at the tip of his tongue. Fuzzy and warm in nature. It made all sensations from the bottom of his lips to the base of his nose feel numb, or perhaps that was because of the cold damp weather.
Sanemi sat loosely, his head resting forwards. He took a few slow breaths trying his best to feel the warmth of the tiny room that surrounded him, his heart was racing but it didn’t feel the same as it did a few hours prior. It was a sharp pain, it was fast, it echoed in his mind and made the tops of his ears warm. A strange feeling but then again, it could be due to the fact that he was drenched to the bone. Soaking wet from the freezing rain that poured down like a roaring waterfall at the edge of a rocky cliff. A rather ugly night to say the least.
Sanemi’s eyes were heavy, weighing down his face as he slowly began to collapse on himself. He did his best to stay alert, but he didn’t stop himself from closing his red and watery eyes shut. At the moment a rattle perked Sanemi up, it was the door sliding open to reveal a rather bland and unimpressed face.
Giyuu peeked in before fully opening the door, he tossed down a few towels on the ground near Sanemi’s feet.
“You’re still in your uniform?” Giyuu asked,
“I was waiting for you,” Sanemi groaned as he swung his head back up to meet Giyuu’s gaze, “how long does it take to find towels in a bath house?”
“We are the only ones here,” Giyuu softly replied.
The two of them were put in a mission together to kill a demon that had been terrorizing a small isolate town. They completed the task easily, but the trouble came with them heading back to the main mansion. Sanemi didn’t listen to the towns folk’s warning of the rainy weather and their concern of the two men’s safety. Sanemi had just wanted to leave and head out with Giyuu following closely behind him. It took not even an hour for the rain and wind to get so bad that the two had to find refuge in a small abandon bathhouse on the side of the road, stuck together in a cramped room for the night.
Sanemi snatched one of the towels from the pile Giyuu had laid down and began to dry his hair and face. It was warm and gave some relief to his cold nose and watery eyes, that is until he noticed Giyuu slowly unbutton his uniform.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Sanemi snapped, Giyuu looked up stunned still unbuttoning his top
“it’s cold? I want to wear the robes I brought.”
Sanemi scoffed, “well don’t just strip so casual”
Giyuu let out a few slow blinks, “but we’re both men,”
“That was the case,” Sanemi thought to himself, they were both just men, so this pounding in his chest was nothing but a sickness. An effect of the shitty weather, and nothing to do with the way Giyuu pulled his hair up and out of the way to reveal his collar. The way he almost presented it. Or the way his thin fingers trailed across and up to gather ever strand of his dark raven hair, slick with rain water. He was tone yet still slender his neck was so venerable, pale and milky. Sanemi’s eyes trailed down following ever drop of his sweet skin, like honey and milk it softens his mind and made his eyes heavier, like a lullaby, it led him to Giyuu’s collar bones which were well defined yet aggressive against his soft body.
A light click echoed as Giyuu unfastened the last button of his wet uniform. It slowly slid down his back and fell behind him resting restless on the scuffed and dusty wooden floor boards. He began to unbutton his cotton top, revealing his abdomen, he had the body of a man, a body that worked hard, with skin that lay like gentle waves across his mussels. It was translucent yet solid, easy to reach out, to touch and feel, to grab, and to control.
Sanemi bit his lip and snapped his head to the other defection, the ringing now a symphony of chaos. He must be sick or something even more terrible was going on. He could feel the ringing travel, it went low, a tightness in his chest, in his guts, a tightness that pushed against his uniform pants.
Sanemi slid the towel he used on his hair down and pushed it against his crotch as he quickly stood up, hiding his embarrassment. His sudden movement startled a half naked Giyuu who turned to face him. His eyes were large and glossy, his face full yet dull. They looked at each other for a moment the air seemed thick the lights dim, the only sound the consistent pounding of the rain beating like fists against drums outside.
“Here’s another towel,” Giyuu said innocently, breaking the tension momentarily. He extended his arm forward, he seemed pleased to be helpful when in fact he was anything but being helpful to Sanemi. Sanemi gritted his teeth.
“Can you just fucking move?” he went to push Giyuu out of the way his goal to just leave this uncomfortable situation and spend the rest of the night bundled up in some other empty room to relieve himself. However, in doing so, the towel he haphazardly held to his waist slid down revealing his erection. Both men stood still.
It wasn’t something to ignore, they both looked down, and it was well defined. Although their uniform pants wore quite loose, it almost makes the bulge appear more noticeable. Sanemi thought of covering himself but it felt pointless he could already feel Giyuu’s piercing blue eyes staring. Giyuu went to speak but Sanemi beat him too it.
“You always fucking do this,” Sanemi cried as he plunged his face down to look at the ground avoiding Giyuu as much as possible. Both their faces flushed a soft shade of crimson, “you always fucking get in the way,” Sanemi gritted his teeth harder this time, the ringing so loud that he yelled to just hear himself speak. He didn’t know why he was angry. He didn’t know why he was yelling at Giyuu, and he didn’t know why Giyuu just stood their and took it like a puppy getting a scolding after being naughty. It pissed him off, everything did. The fact that there were together at all could make him scream
“I always have to be with you, it could have been anyone else,” Sanemi barked, his fists now clenched tight and tucked close to him. He wasn’t looking but he could just imagine Giyuu’s face. Those drowsy eyes that sat still, his mouth slightly pursed with cloudy vision just like always, always looking down at him, just like he was teasing him always teasing him, it’s as if he knew. Sanemi didn’t dare look he kept his head down staring at his erection and confronting his own guilty frustration.
Just seeing his face and hearing his voice was enough to make him want to burst. To know that he would always be around, always taunting him. Taunting him with the lack of everything he craved, Sanemi wanted to know how his skin felt? how soft he was? He wanted to have him under him, as he rocked his hips, he wanted to hold his face to look into his blue eyes, to get lost in their abyss, to get lost in that moment. That moment when two people realize they’re too far gone. He hated it, these thoughts he ignored them. These thoughts that made their way to his groin and these impulsive thoughts that he swore he’d never act on.
Giyuu took a step closer to Sanemi clearly trying to comfort him with the very little social skills he had, but his awkwardness was even more annoying.
“I could have helped?” Giyuu softly tried to explain, Sanemi lifted his head. He was dazed his face beat red, scrunched and bathed in frustration. He knows that Giyuu was just offering reassurance, perhaps to get Sanemi to stop yelling, but those words kept echoing.
Sanemi without warning slammed Giyuu against the wall. Giyuu let out a slight gasp of shock as his body ricocheted slightly. Sanemi pushed his body close to him and didn’t let Giyuu move trapping him between himself and the wall.
“You can’t help,” Sanemi spat through gritted teath and watery eyes, “ you make it worse” there faces were close together that Sanime could feel GiyUus pounding heart through his breath
Giyuu’s face changed, those foggy eyes turned bold, like fire they danced. Sanemi could feel them crackle, all of its blue flames, so hot it burned to keep looking. In fact, his whole body felt warm, and Giyuu’s hands that had gripped tightly on Sanemi’s uniform now slowly began to release. Giyuu begin to close his eyes slowly his lips parted, it didn’t take long for Sanemi to realize that he was completely submitting to him, that those blazing blue eyes were pulling Sanemi into a kiss. And for a moment he followed.
Sanemi’s eyes snapped wide as he pulled his face back, his hand that began to trail gently across Giyuu’s neck now turned tense and he gripped tightly onto his shoulder.
He didn’t understand it. He didn’t understand why his crotch was throbbing and why his heart was racing but at this moment none of it really mattered.
Sanemi’s hand gripped tighter as he pushed Giyuu’s shoulder down watching as Giyuu concaved under his weight. Sanemi was able to get him to his knees. Giyuu looked up, he looked lost, his words caught on his tongue but even more so when Sanemi unbuttoned his pants and slip them down allowing his erect cock to bounce up and into Giyuu’s face.
It was large and rested into Sanemi’s hand perfectly. Thick from base to tip and rather red against his fawn skin. Sanemi let out a quick smirk as he watched Giyuss reaction to the reveal of his large cock.
It didn’t take long for Sanemi’s hand to get lost in the soft black mess of Giyuu’s partially dried hair. He gripped tight and pulled Giyuu’s hair to guide his mouth toward his cock. Giyuu’s lips gently pressed against the tip, a soft kiss at first as he took a deep breath until opening his mouth while exhaling. Sanemi let out a little whimper as he felt the warm air brush up against his throbbing penis. The sensation sent a shock up his body that tingles his brain.
Slowly Sanemi’s cock entered Giyuu’s mouth, his face switching from shock to concern as he had to open wider to get more of Sanemi inside. The deeper Sanemi went the more excited he was getting. Giyuu had only gotten about halfway down his shaft before Sanemi grab the other side of his head and with both hands steadied Giyuu’s face as he thrusted his whole cock down his throat.
Giyuu let out a whine as Sanemi begin to thrust in and out of his mouth. He let out a few deep groans, biting his lip when he could hear Giyuu gagging on his huge thick cock. Giyuu’s eyes began to water, his whole face burning, from his throat to his ears. It didn’t take long from the warm and wet sensation of Giyu’s mouth to be too much for Sanemi, he pushed as deep as he could go before thick streams of cum started pouring down poor Giyuu’s throat. Giyuu’s eyes went wide a few tears streaming down his hot cheeks as he let out a choke and pulled himself off of Sanemi’s cock and began coughing.
But Sanemi‘s concern was on something else, that something being Giyuu’s noticeable hard on.
“You are nothing but a whore?” Sanemi said while tapping his foot on Giyuu’s crotch. “Did you like my cock that much?”
Giyuu tried his best to catch his breath as he let out a few gulps, “it hurts,” Giyuu whined as he tugged at the thin fabric of his uniform.
Sanemi’s eyes began to travel all around Giyuu’ss body, tracing every inch of his harsh lines and soft curves. Looming on his pouting sweaty face and tangled hair, till he trailed down his body, his heaving cheats and prominent hip bone. His wandering eyes lead him to grabbing Giyuu’s arm and flipping him on his stomach. Giyuu let out a soft moan, he was a mess but he was enjoying it. It was as Sanemi imaged. So sweet and tender, soft, his skin was pure moisture in Sanemi’s scarred and calloused hands.
It didn’t take long for him to get on the ground as well and to strip Giyuu’s pants leaving him completely naked. Sanemi’s penis was the hardest it had ever been, he gently jerked himself as he grabbed and spread Giyuu’s ass cheeks to display his shy hole. Giyuu’s hand flung back to cover himself.
“Don’t look!” Giyuu begged, you could here the embarrassment crackle from his voice. But Sanemi was far too gone to listen. Everything seemed fuzzy, his mind was just focused on Giyuu and his body, his trembling voice sent shivers to his cock and his erection was aching.
Sanemi’s pushed his slick fingers covered in cum into Giyuu, feeling his body tense the further he went. He added another, watching as Giyuu wiggled and hearing his breathes becomes deeper. The third one slipped in as Giyuu began to cock his hips against the ground, humping it slightly in order to relieve his erection from all the tension.
The excitement became too much for Sanemi and he slid his wet fingers out and pulled his crotch close to Giyuu’s ass. He positioned the tip of his cock against Giyuu’s hole watching closely as his slick penis struggles to enter.
Giyuu let out a deep moan as Sanemi pushed, then in one go he thrusted all the way in. It was hot both of them felt lost, their bodies melting and combing. Sanemi leaned forward till he was fully on top of Giyuu. In and out he went his hips moving on his own as he thrusted his throbbing cock into Giyuu’s ass.
Giyuu’s toes curled as he tried to control himself from completely losing himself, he was moaning hard and begging for more in a desperate whiny cry. Sanemi cupped his hand over Giyuu’s mouth and felt his muffled moans vibrate against his palm. Slowly he slipped in his two fingers and felt as Giyuu’s tongue tasted all of him. Sanemi leaned and nestled his face into Giyuu’s neck trying to not cum.
A wet sloppy slapping sound filled the room overpowering the pounding rain outside. He didn’t know how much longer he could last with such a fast pace. Sanemi gently pulled out so he could flip Giyuu over to face him. He pushed back in this time he could witness Giyuu’s face.
Giyuu bite his lip as he trapped his moans from escaping. His eyes half closed, his cheeks, nose and ears painted red and tears streaming down as he felt all of Sanemi inside him, his body moved in rhythm with him. a slight bulge from Sanemi’s penis was visible inside his stomach and moved up and down with his thrusts. His whole body was trembling and there was something inviting about Giyuu’s current state.
Sanemi knew he was about to cum he leaned close, rubbing his thumb against Giyuu’s bottom trembling lip before guiding his face towards his own. They shared a soft kiss, then pulled away, but quickly they embraced again, pulling each other in to a deeper kiss. Giyuu’s arms wrapped around Sanemi’s neck. A few good thrusts was all it took till Sanemi’s came inside. Giyuu let out a sharp groan and thick pumps of cum dripped from his penis and down onto him and onto Sanemi’s stomach. Both of them allowing their body to react to each others orgasm. Staying just for a moment together.
“I love you,” Giyuu gently wept into Sanemi’s lips before he let go. Giyuu was out already either by passing out or falling asleep. Sanemi tried to catch his breath, trying his best to stay focused but it was no use soon enough he allowed himself to give into this heavy feeling and allowing the night to consume him.
The soft sound of chirping was the first thing to serenade Giyuu’s ears as he flickered his eyes open. Quickly he shot up. It was morning and Sanemi was already dressed and looping his belt through his pants.
“The storm passed, it stopped raining,” Sanemi mumbled under His breath, “ I was able to get a bath started in the next room, you should hurry and wash yourself before it gets cold”
“Thank y-“
“Don’t!” Sanemi stopped Giyuu. “This didn’t happen.” He gritted his teeth slightly still not looking at Giyu who was sat on the floor still naked with a blanket wrapped around him. Sanemi let out a sigh before turning to exit the bathhouse.
“Shinazugawa…” Sanemi stopped just before closing the door. Giyuu let out a soft smile, “I didn’t hate it and if-“
“There is no if!” Sanemi barked before slamming the door closed not allowing Giyuu to even process let alone answer and leaving him behind in the empty room.
Sanemi trudged down the road for a few minutes, looking down at the falling debris that was the casualties of the storm last night.
He knew there was no if, that instead it’s a when, when they have sex again, not if they do. When they are alone together again, when they catch each others eyes, when their lips touch, when they hold each other. When these impulsive thoughts take over again. When he finally admits… Sanemi gently touched his lips with his fingers
“I hate you.”