Coming to my Aid
Chapter 2: Closer

Tohma went ahead and pushed his finger in. Eiri winced at the intrusion – not so much in pain, but in discomfort since he wasn't used to being penetrated. Still, Tohma's touch was gentle; he slowly moved in and out, trying to loosen Eiri up further while pushing deeper into him. He was pleased when Eiri began to breathe heavily instead of twitch uncomfortably, and it wasn't long before Tohma's long, slender finger was buried right up to the knuckle inside his brother-in-law. He continued working the taut orifice before licking a second finger and slipping both inside. Eiri gasped feeling himself being stretched and filled even more, but he didn't refuse any of it.

Tohma continued to pump his fingers in and out, occasionally scissoring them when they were all the way inside while pumping Eiri's cock with his other hand. Curling his fingers upward, he started rubbing Eiri's prostate. The sound Eiri made was somewhere between a gasp and a whine, and his muscles clamped down on the intruding digits upon feeling such unfamiliar pressure in his groin.

"Wh-What the fuck are you doing to me? Why... why does that f-feel so good?" Eiri rasped, feeling as if his entire pelvis was being struck by thousands of tiny lightning bolts.

"Oh, Eiri... you've never been touched like this, have you?" Tohma emphasized 'this' by rubbing a little faster.

"You know I h-have," Eiri's shuddered and turned away. Tohma knew better than anyone who had touched him so intimately.

"Well, never consensually, right? And never right here," he pressed particularly hard on his brother-in-law's sweet spot. "Should I stop?"

"NO! Don't stop!" Eiri couldn't stop himself from moaning under Tohma's skilled touch. He wanted to be ashamed that his brother-in-law – or anyone – could evoke such lewd sounds from him, but he wasn't ashamed enough to want Tohma to release his shaft or pull his fingers out.

Tohma smiled up at him and switched between fluttering his fingertips against Eiri's prostate and pushing hard against it. Eiri was groaning and panting like a virgin being taken for the first time, and soon, he started bucking against Tohma's fingers.

"I told you you'd like it."

He looked up at Eiri; the blonde writer's face was flushed red, he was shaking and his eyes were pleading for something more. It didn't take long for Tohma to catch on and figure out what it was Eiri wanted.

"Oh, how rude of me to neglect the rest of you! I'm sorry." Tohma grabbed Eiri's member and kissed the tip, tasting the pre-cum draining so liberally from it. "Is this what you want me to do?"

Eiri nodded. Tohma slid Eiri's sex into his mouth and started sucking while keeping up the pace with his fingers.

"Holy shit, he's way too good at this," Eiri thought as he watched his shaft disappear into his brother-in-law's warm mouth and felt his skilled tongue wrap around its length. Every single one of Eiri's nerves was on fire. He was almost embarrassed to enjoy himself so much since it was just a blowjob and certainly not his first, but Tohma knew precisely where and what to touch. Between the internal massage, getting sucked and the sheer amount of time he'd gone without someone else pleasing him, Eiri found the heat within him was already bubbling to the surface and threatening to erupt.

He was already on the ropes and clutched Tohma's head. "Fuck... I'm... I'm gonna come..."

Tohma looked up at him and stopped. "Do you want me to keep going?"

"What the fuck?! YES! I mean... but..."

Eiri became agitated over the sudden halt in movement. He knew Tohma stopped on purpose to torture him, but then added insult to injury by acting like he had no idea what he'd done.

Tohma stroked with the lightest possible touch, to the point of barely touching him at all. It took all of Eiri's self-restraint to not slam his member down Tohma's throat. He was a sadistic bastard and Eiri knew he'd keep right on edging him until he was good and ready for him to orgasm.

"Are you afraid to come in my mouth?"

Eiri turned away. On one hand, he wanted nothing more than to come inside of whatever hot, wet hole he had access to. On the other hand, it was his sister's husband in whose mouth he was balls-deep. Could he truly let himself go, even with one of the very few people in the world he trusted? Should he?

Tohma smiled. "Don't worry about it. I want you to feel good, and I'll gladly swallow every last drop."

Eiri never felt such need before in his life. "Just... stop teasing me. I can't take it."

Tohma rubbed Eiri's prostate harder and faster than before, and took all of Eiri's cock into his mouth in one fluid motion like he'd been doing it for years. Eiri felt the tell-tale tension promptly build up in his groin again, only for Tohma to force him to suffer by denying him release. He did it several more times too. Eiri would get so close to finishing, and, of course, Tohma would slow down or stop entirely each time. Desperation, frustration, anger – Eiri didn't know which was stronger, and he honestly felt as if he was going to cry from having his orgasm with reach and then yanked away time and time again. That was exactly the point where Tohma wanted him.

Eiri had had enough; he grabbed Tohma roughly by his hair and forced his in-law to look at him. Tohma was even a little shocked at how forceful Eiri was being, as well as the carnal hunger in his eyes.

"S-STOP IT! This is f-fucking torture. Just finish me off..." Eiri growled huskily.

Tohma was all smiles. "That's the point, my dear Eiri-san. It'll be worth it when I let you finish."

When he "let" him finish. Never would Eiri have thought that statement would cause him so much anxiety, but then, he never thought he'd be so horny that it hurt. Tohma continued to stroke Eiri inside and out with feather-light touches, drawing everything out for as long as possible. Eiri was aggravated that Tohma was forcing him to play by his rules in his own home, but the blonde writer finally surrendered and made the most pathetic whimpering noise before saying something he'd never said before.

"Please... I'm losing my mind."

Tohma was stunned. "My goodness, I never thought I'd live to see the day when you'd beg for anything. But 'please' what? You'll have to be more specific."

Eiri narrowed his eyes and dug his nails into the champagne-haired man's scalp. "NO, don't you dare do this to me. You k-know what I mean."

Tohma lightly licked a trail from Eiri's ass up to the tip of his arousal and responded in the most saccharine voice he could muster. "I'm afraid I don't. Why don't you tell me?"

The novelist grumbled something Tohma could barely hear, but he wasn't about to let his Eiri get away with such a halfhearted answer. "Sorry, what was that?" He asked while thrusting his fingers all the way in, stroking Eiri in the deepest part of his body.

Eiri whimpered, and he looked like he was about to punch Tohma, but they both knew he wouldn't when he was in such dire need of release. "All I want from you in return is to hear you say what you want me to do. Won't you indulge me?"

By then, Eiri couldn't take it any longer and was fully ready to submit to Tohma and his wishes. "Please... please make me come..."

Author's Notes: Tohma certainly has the magic touch if he can even get Eiri to beg. One more chapter to go! I meant for this to only be two chapters, but I thought the second one was too long, so I split it up into two.