Co-written between Bex (tumblr: labyrinthexpress) and Nikki (tumblr: anywayimnikki)

AO3 link: /works/1089736/chapters/2193071


When they reached the apartment Hiroomi remembered it again and walked down to his door. "Are your keys in your pocket?" He asked as he pushed his free hand into Akkey's pant pocket. There he found the key and pulled it out. He didn't think that it would be weird for a guy to put his hand into another guy's pant pocket. He put the key in the door and kicked it open.

Hiroomi dragged Akkey with him inside and closed the door. He took him into the bedroom and helped him sit on the bed. There was more blood now than before. "Take off your shirt." He demanded as he left the room to go find some towels and water.


Glad for the help Hiroomi was providing him with, Akihito pulled off his shirt - or what was left of it anyway. He winced when a bit of the fabric that was embedded in the dried up laceration pulled some of the scabbing off with it. Blood started trickling from that point too and Akihito looked around for something to still the flow with.

It was ridiculous to him, how much blood he could loose and still not die. His hand shook as he reached for the box of tissues he had under his bed, but he was still so woozy, he fell forward onto the floor instead.

"I'm okay!" he called out, though his voice was a lot weaker than he meant it to be. He turned onto his back, trying to keep the blood from trickling onto the floor. He could now easily reach the tissues and he dabbed the rivulets off of his sides first, biting his lip as the movement tore the edges of the laceration away from each other again.


Hearing the thump in the other room was enough to cause alarm for Hiroomi. He quickly grabbed the wooden bucket of water he had filled up and a few towels. When he entered the room he frowned as he watched Akkey trying to clean himself up.

Hiroomi got on his knees and helped move Akkey over into a more comfortable position. His eyes moved over the deep gash in his chest. He was both grateful and regretful that this happened to him. If Akkey hadn't followed him then he would be the one out in the park bleeding to death instead. He wet a towel in the warm water and pressed it against the wound. "How are you feeling?" He asked in his more casual tone now as he began his work cleaning up the wound. Maybe if he stitched it, it would heal faster?


Akihito thought about it for a second. The warm towel that Hiroomi pressed to his wound made the stinging pain stop - the youmu must have had some kind of poison on it - and the knowledge that he wouldn't die from bleeding out also helped a lot.

"I'm alright," he said and when he got a pointed look, he repeated it. "I'm alright, honestly. It already hurts less. I once cut my wrist by accident and I didn't die. I just passed out." It didn't seem to help him bring across his point. "I'm nowhere near passing out, okay? I'm good."

Just then, Hiroomi moved the towel over the edges of the wound a little too roughly and Akihito couldn't suppress the high note that squeezed itself out of his throat. Now he surely wouldn't believe him. "It's just pain," Akihito tried to explain. "I just need something to... distract me from that."


Hiroomi stopped and gave him a worried look when he heard the high note of pain break out from the blonds throat. "How long do you think it will take for you to heal?" He noticed that Akkey was staring at him strangely. Hiroomi raised an eyebrow, "why are you looking at me like that?"

He shifted uncomfortably but he couldn't take his eyes away from Akkey's. "Stop being weird." He demanded but there was a hint of nervousness in his voice. He finally tore his eyes away and looked around the room. "Do you have a needle and thread anywhere?"


Akihito sighed and looked down his own chest. He really was being weird, right? Somehow, he wanted to be pulled into a hug like that one on the playground again, wanted to know whether that soft feeling really had been the touch of Hiroomi's lips.

"I don't need stitches," he answered. Why wouldn't Hiroomi look him in the eye again? "Just look, it's already closing up. Must have been the youmu's poison that kept the wound open." Normally, Akihito found it weirdly fascinating to watch his own wounds grow back into smooth skin, but this time he didn't pay much attention to it. He still felt strung out.

Hiroomi had helped him in a sitting position, his back against his bed and now Akihito let his head bob back, resting it on the matrass. He closed his eyes against the general tiredness he felt and the pain that was still on his chest. "Can you just distract me?" he asked again.


Hiroomi thought for a moment, got on his feet, walked around to Akkey's dresser and opened one of the drawers. To his surprise he found a row of neatly laid out glasses with magazines, manga, and other things that a true megane enthusiast would have. He picked up a pair of purple framed glasses and a magazine. He walked back over to Akkey and sat down in front of him.

He pulled on the glasses and opened up the magazine not really expecting anything. When he did open it his face turned beet red. "Oh my God, Akkey…" He couldn't take his eyes away from the pornographic image. He had always teased him about it but never did he believe that Akkey actually had something like this. "You are such a pervert!" He almost laughed as he pulled the magazine away from Akkey when he tried to grab it back. He smirked at him and fixed the glasses slyly. If he was going to distract Akkey this was going to be how he did it.


Again, Akihito tried to take the magazine away from Hiroomi. It was distracting him, yes, but he also felt very embarrassed to have Hiroomi see those scantily clad girls he liked looking at so often. The other boy moved it out of his reach on time though, and when his arms came down again, one of them rested on the matrass behind Akihito's head.

Akihito however, had stopped moving just before that, when his eyes had fallen on Hiroomi's face. Hiroomi's face with glasses on. Purple glasses. Square-frame purple glasses. Hiroomi with square-frame purple glasses that made his green eyes stand out more.

'Am I as pretty as the naughty megane girls in your magazines back home?' Hiroomi's question from earlier that day - had it really been that same day? - echoed through Akihito's mind. Now, Akihito couldn't even bring himself to look away from Hiroomi to take in the pornographic picture.


They were so close now and even Hiroomi didn't realise it. He laughed dryly and tossed the filthy magazine aside. Who knew what Akkey had done with that thing. He didn't remove his eyes from the ones before him though. "Am I seducing you Akkey?" He asked the question with a certain smugness in his voice. But something in Akkey's face whispered 'yes'. But that couldn't be what he was really thinking…right?

Hiroomi swallowed hard, his mouth was watering. "Say something…" He felt himself getting uncomfortable with his company's silence. He moved his hand up to begin removing the glasses. Maybe it was these frames that were distracting him.


Akihito's hand shot up and caught Hiroomi's. "Don't. Leave them." After he said the words, Akihito wondered where he'd found the breath for them, because now his chest felt full as the air was trapped in his lungs, unable to escape. Hiroomi's hand was warm in his and Akihito laced his fingers with his own automatically.

He watched those green eyes flit towards their hands and then back to meet his own. "Hiroomi…" Akihito heard the name leave him, his voice less raw, but breathier than it had been before, and he leaned in even closer. If he turned his head slightly, their tips of their noses would be touching.

Just like that afternoon, his lips tingled, only this time it wasn't in retrospect of a touch, but in anticipation.


Hiroomi's breath hitched, he didn't know what was happening yet he felt his own body going with the flow of things. Akkey's was dangerously close to his yet he didn't pull away. He could only hold his position. Should he pull away or should he close the distance between them? This was so wrong, why was he even considering staying where he was?

Akkey's voice echoed in his head. There was something delicious about hearing him say his name the way he did. Without even registering it in his mind first, his eyes fluttered shut and he touched lips with Akkey. His lips were already moving against the others without having to think about it. He never would have thought the blond had such succulence.


Akihito felt the heat pool in his stomach when Hiroomi closed the distance between them and pressed their lips together. One, two, he lost count of the kisses as their mouths moved against each other. He squeezed Hiroomi's hand slightly and kissed him back, completely forgetting that he was hurting, not checking whether his wound had completely closed up, not caring about anything but the feeling of him, only him.

He felt fingers thread into his hair as he moved closer. 'Am I seducing you, Akkey?' Hiroomi had asked just before and, oh God, yes he was. Akihito released Hiroomi's hand in favour of placing his own behind the brunette's neck to pull him even closer and he darted out his tongue to run it over Hiroomi's bottom lip. He wanted in, he wanted that warmth and he wanted it to be his.


Hiroomi was hesitant at first but he opened his mouth just enough to feel a warm tongue invade him. He hummed against Akkey's lips as his tongue played with his. The brunette moved his body so he was now sitting on the others lap. He moved one of his hands down to wrap his hand around his back so he could pull Akkey's body closer to his. He was careful though as to not hurt the boy he was kissing in case that would ruin their moment.

This was all crazy. Hiroomi had never found himself to be attracted to another male before, least of all Akkey. He was confused why this was all happening, why him? Mitsuki always said that Akkey was in love with her, so it didn't make any sense for them to be kissing right now. But even though his logic battled on in his head, his body kept moving with what felt right. He began to kiss more aggressively now.


This was happening, this was really happening. Akihito had one arm looped around Hiroomi's waist, the hand gripping his head and pulling him as close as possible, and the other hand tugged at Hiroomi's scarf as his mouth moved away from those soft lips to nib at Hiroomi's jawbone. The fingers that pressed into his back sent sparks through Akihito's body and he let out a soft groan when he felt the bulge in Hiroomi's trousers press against his abdomen.

Completely on automatic, Akihito rolled his body against it, pressing his lips to the crook of Hiroomi's neck now that he'd successfully peeled that scarf away from it.


An unexpected feeling suddenly sparked through Hiroomi's body as Akkey rolled himself against his own sensitive stiffness. An almost pathetic whine escaped his mouth and the hand that had become entangled in the blonde's hair grabbed tightly. It didn't help that Akkey was now kissing his neck, he had it on about ninety percent of the time. It was an extremely sensitive area on his skin and now with the combination of the cool air and those hot lips occasionally nipping only made him grow harder.

"Ak-Akkey…" He bit his lip when he felt another whine threatening to escape. He didn't like how he sounded right now. It was the complete opposite of manly.


Akihito savoured the taste of Hiroomi's skin as he sucked on his neck, wanting to leave a mark – any mark – so he'd know for sure that this had happened. It all felt like a fleeting dream, Hiroomi's nails on his scalp, the sounds he was making and all, all because of what they were doing – because of what he was doing with him and to him.

Spurred on by the shuddery way his name left Hiroomi's lips, Akihito arched his back slightly to let his hand roam down Hiroomi's chest, until his fingers pressed against Hiroomi's still clothed length.


Hiroomi bit his lip and moved his hips into Akkey's hand. Kissing was one thing but this was something entirely different. Never would he have expected that they would go this far, and the worst part was, he liked it. Hiroomi leaned forward, took Akkey's face and moved it up so he could capture his lips again. This time, when he returned the favour from earlier and let his tongue slip into his mouth, a hunger engulfed him and he kissed him almost desperately. All the while his lower body begged to be touched more.


Akihito gasped into Hiroomi's mouth, sucked gently on his tongue and pressed the palm of his hand harder against Hiroomi as he stroked up and down. He could hardly believe this was happening. When he'd set out to follow him that evening, Akihito sure hadn't thought the outcome would be anything like this.

As Hiroomi bucked into his hand and the boys kept sharing heavy, open-mouthed kisses, Akihito wondered how he'd suddenly had the confidence to take things further. Not that he'd thought about doing things like this before, not at all and especially not with Hiroomi, but he had sure come a long way from blushing about Hiroomi's mock idea of going on a date to the film festival that afternoon.

Though he really didn't know what had possessed him to kiss him until he could hardly think, it felt good, it felt so incredibly good to have Hiroomi pressed up against him, to have him moan and shudder at the touch of his fingers, his lips. Akihito tried to push into Hiroomi's mouth, but this time the older boy wouldn't let him, dominated Akihito's mouth so completely that the blond couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

"Hi-" Akihito started to say his name again, but Hiroomi's aggressive kisses didn't give him enough time to get it out. "Hiromi!" he gasped as the other stopped for a second to take in a shuddery breath, only to have his lips claimed again as he worked his hand against him harder and faster.


It was like a demon had taken over him, a demon of lust. And his victim was Akkey. He hadn't even taken a moment to consider that he might be hurting right now due to his healing wound, or maybe it had finished healing already and this had been going on longer than it actually felt.

Hiroomi couldn't take that touch anymore, he needed more than just the friction of fabric and fingers. He let go of his hold around Akkey momentarily and moved his hands down to his own trousers. As his hands began to work on his belt he bit down on Akkey's bottom lip and chewed softly. He finally got the belt undone and he unbuttoned his trousers.

He hoped that Akkey wouldn't mind this, but judging from both their actions, maybe it would be okay. He had only imagined girls giving him this treatment but there was time to try everything and this was his opportunity to taste what it felt to have someone of the same sex touch him more intimately.

Hiroomi lifted himself and pulled down the trousers to his knees. He sat back down onto Akkey's lap, this time closer to the others own bulge. He rubbed his hips in a circle over him as he took one of Akkey's hands and placed it over his pants, inviting him to go further.


Akihito's eyes had grown big when Hiroomi had gotten up, momentarily thinking Hiroomi had suddenly had enough, had realised he didn't want this, but then he pulled his trousers down and sat down on his lap again, grinding their hips together before placing Akihito's hand on him again.

Now that the stiff fabric of the trousers was no longer between them, Akihito could curl his fingers around Hiroomi's erection and he started to pump softly, knowing that if he went faster, the fabric of Hiroomi's pants would start to chafe.

Hiroomi had his head tilted back and Akihito watched his mouth fall open in a small 'o' and fuck, damn it, he was still wearing those glasses. Akihito's free hand snaked up Hiroomi's arm, to the back of his neck again and he made him turn his head to him. Hiroomi opened first one, then the other eye as Akihito didn't stop looking right at him. The blonde's grip on him loosened and instead, those long fingers slipped under the hem of his boxers and tentatively touched the warm, glowing skin that had been confined so far.


Hiroomi tensed when he felt the skin of the other's fingers touching his erection. It was so teasing at first, it drove him crazy internally. He thought it wouldn't be so bad if he just got on with it but no, he was wrong. When Akkey's hand wrapped around him and moved up and down slowly, he squeezed out a low moan.

He opened his eyes again to see that Akkey was still staring at him, as intensely as he had before. It made Hiroomi blush. "Akkey…I-AHH!" His back arched more when Akkey had suddenly squeezed a firmer grip around him and continued his movements as a painfully slow rate.

How could Akkey be so good at this? Even he couldn't make himself feel this good. Wait… good? Was he finally admitting that he liked being violated by Akkey's long, slender fingers? He couldn't even remember how this all started. Did Akkey have feelings for him? Or was it in himself that something secret and dark was hidden? This was all too complicated to think about right now, all he knew was that he wanted Akkey to move faster and harder, and those lips…he wanted to taste those lips again.


He wasn't even sure he was doing this right, he'd never done this to another man after all, so Akihito tried to mimic what he liked himself, hoping it would be good for Hiroomi too. Judging by the sounds that crawled up his throat, it was. He was so responsive, it made Akihito want to try out more, to coax him into making more noise for him.

Akihito used his grip on Hiroomi's neck to pull his face closer. Black hair tickled his shoulder when Hiroomi rested his forehead on Akihito's chest, panting heavier now, and the breath that ghosted over Akihito's nipples made him squeeze Hiroomi a little hard, made him move his hand a little faster. The warmth that his fingers were curled around throbbed when he moved his thumb over the head and Hiroomi whimpered his name again, along with what Akihito thought was a 'yes'.

With his nose, Akihito brushed Hiroomi's hair aside and he placed his lips against his ear. "Hiroomi," he whispered and he twitched in his hand. "Hiroomi." When he heard his name the second time, Hiroomi turned his head towards Akihito, who quickly planted his lips on Hiroomi's again.


Feeling Akkey's lips moving against his again was a comforting feeling in the middle of all this heat. He loved how Akkey touched him both on the lips and down below. He didn't want this moment to end. His hips rolled some to help him cope with the build-up in his lower abdomen.

Hiroomi moaned a bit louder against Akkey's lips. His back arched just enough to push his chest against Akkey's. The rectangle lenses were starting to fall off his face. He pulled back from the kiss just long enough so he could move his hand up to fix the glasses but instead Akkey caught his hand and fixed the glasses himself. Hiroomi swallowed, that look in Akkey's eyes was dark…dark with lust. "Nngh…haaa" He bit his lip and moaned out again as Akkey's fingers squeezed and teased his tip.

Just as he opened his mouth again to moan out, Akkey grabbed his face and pulled him back into their kiss. This wasn't fair, he was being dominated, this should be going the other way around. All of Akkey's actions said that he wanted Hiroomi but he couldn't help but feel bothered that the other boy wasn't getting much of an erection from all of this. He better not be some replacement for his sister.

Hiroomi gave in again and rubbed the bottom of his erection up against Akkey's abdomen to get more stimulation throughout. He was so close.


Akihito swirled his tongue into Hiroomi's mouth, his breaths coming faster as Hiroomi's did, and now that enough precum was leaking out, Akihito moved his hand faster, gripping tighter, swiping his thumb over that slit more and more often to spread the lubrication.

Their mouths broke apart when their breathing couldn't keep up with the kisses anymore, and once more, Hiroomi buried his face in Akihito's shoulder. Akihito gasped when he felt his teeth press lightly against his collarbone and for the first time since they started, Akihito noticed that he wasn't hard himself. He felt the heat of their kisses, of Hiroomi's touch on his back and shoulders, pool in his stomach and he wanted so badly to keep touching him, to keep being touched, but he wasn't even slightly uncomfortable to still be confined in his trousers.

He hadn't expected this to happen, he hadn't expected to want it, but he did. Oh, how he did. Akihito lifted his hips once, experimentally, to see if putting friction between himself and Hiroomi would work. Though it felt good, nothing happened to his flaccid member.

Again, Hiroomi bit his collarbone and Akihito hissed at the pleasure that shot through him. He turned his head, nibbled on the tip of Hiroomi's ear a bit before he ran his tongue over the edge. From the corner of his eye, something red on Hiroomi's shirt caught his attention. Blood? Of course, blood! He'd lost so much of it and though he hadn't passed out from it, he blamed that mostly on being an immortal half-youmu.

Even if he couldn't get off himself, he could at least show Hiroomi the best time he could, Akihito decided. Remembering what kind of effect it had had on Hiroomi earlier, he pushed the older boy off of his own chest so he could latch his mouth onto Hiroomi's neck and he began to nibble and suck.


"Aki-hito!" He moaned again before running his hand roughly through Akkey's hair. This was it, the moment of his full vulnerability was about to be revealed. Hiroomi wasn't sure if he was ready for this yet. Whether he was ready to cum at the touch of another boy.

Despite what he was telling himself though, he didn't have the heart to tell Akkey to stop. He didn't want it to stop. When he moaned his name again he felt a sharp nip at his neck. His precum squirted out again, he couldn't take it anymore. Hiroomi's own hand moved down to where Akkey had been pumping and placed a firm grip over his hand and began directing him.

He made Akkey's hand pull harder and faster, his slick shaft made it easy for them to pump. He leaned forward against Akkey and buried his face in his hair to muffle his growing moans. Any minute now, he was going overflow.


Akihito's hand seemed to burn where Hiroomi's hand wrapped around it, their fingers lacing together around the throbbing erection. He felt nails dig into his right shoulder and hot, ragged breaths hit his neck and he knew Hiroomi was barely holding on.

He couldn't reach Hiroomi's ear this time, so instead, he moved his free hand into his hair and tugged it slightly to make him pay attention. His lips on burning hot skin, he whispered: "Come on, Hiroomi. Come."


Heat filled his face, being told to come was spiked his arousal even higher than he thought it could go. He bit his lip and pumped himself some more with Akkey's hand and finally the heat spilled over. His back arched and his neck stretched back with an open mouth. His eyes closed and he moaned Akkey's name incoherently.

Hiroomi cummed more than he had in a long time, he could feel the thick liquid slide down over their hands. He bit his lip and squirted out some more. He would have felt bad for getting this all over Akkey if he wasn't so taken in by his own finish. When he finally emptied himself completely, he slumped forward and fell against Akkey's chest, his own chest still moving up and down heavily.


Is this okay? "My chapter 3 name? "Man, you're a handfull." Spelled wrong on purpose. I like Akihito taking things further. I like Hiroomi's reaction a lot too ^^" ~ Nikki

I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it eheheheh. This is only the beginning of the sexy times with these two delicious perverts. Wait until you read the next chapter. It only gets better! - Bex ヽ( ω )ノ