"I don't think this is what your brother had in mind when he told you to come here."
"It doesn't matter."
Godai chuckled lowly while one hand slid up under Yukinori's shirt. His lips trailed down the shorter boy's jaw, lip piercings cool against Yukinori's pale, heated skin. He wanted to say the white haired teenager was lying, but the fact that Yukinori was in his current position told Godai differently. Godai could guess what Hisanori would so if he saw his little brother right now. That creepy fucking smile of his would be wiped clean off his creepy fucking face in a fraction of a second.
Right now, I'm above his brother. The thought made the yakuza like man smirk against Yukinori's neck.
"What?" The said male asked, with an edge of impatience when Godai unconsciously halted in his exploration of Yukinori's flat stomach.
"Nothing." Godai murmured lowly. Attention on the task at hand regained, Godai's hand traveled further north until his fingers were teasing and pinching one of Yukinori's perk nipples. His smirk grew when he felt more than heard Yukinori's sharp intake of breath. For being such a frigid ice princess, Yukinori was certainly responsive.
The blonde man paused suddenly, his hand coming to rest over Yukinori's quickened heart. "Have you done this before?"
"It doesn't matter."
"This does matter." Godai pulled away, one leg between Yukinori's legs and his other hand on the wall besides Yukinori's face. Blue eyes had widened behind tinted glasses at the older man's sudden seriousness. Godai couldn't blame him for his confusion, considering that Godai had Yukinori's shirt bunched up his chest and his jeans undone.
His hand trailed back down Yukinori's toned chest and stomach before it came to rest on his hip. "I need to know how to handle you."
Yukinori seemed to consider Godai's surprising consideration for his well being for a moment. "How you were handling me before was just fine." He said, his voice quavering just slightly when Godai's fingers moved lower to grasp his half hard cock.
"So this is okay?" Godai asked in purr but before Yukinori could offer a reply, Godai covered the younger man's mouth with his own. He took full advantage of the fact that the white haired teenager's lips had been parted, whether to reply or to moan, and leisurely explored Yukinori's mouth with his tongue. The hand that had been on the wall moved to tangle its fingers in ivory locks while Godai jerked Yukinori off.
The shorter man lasted as long as Godai thought he would and once he had completely milked the orgasm from Yukinori's pale body, he finally pulled away from his lips. "Next time," He started and raised his hand to Yukinori, who took the incentive and licked his own seed from Godai's fingers. "I'll do more than just jerk you off, Yuki."