Sorry for not uploading a chapter yesterday; forgot to tell you guys that Wednesday is chore day so I couldn't exactly sit at my laptop and type away. So now you guys know that, note that there won't be uploads on Wednesdays, sorry for the inconvenience.

Anyway, two of you guys wants a MikoRei smut and one of them proposes them to have fun at the playground. Well, I merged both of those requests into one and..VOILA! You get yourselves some MikoRei smut at the playground. Enjoy~


Sucking in the much needed nicotine, Mikoto strolls around the park in the dead of night and simply refusing to return to bar Homra. If he does return, he'd fall asleep, and the nightmares will start to plague him every second of his rest. That, in turn, will make Totsuka worry, and that's the last thing the Red King wants. The autumn night air is cool enough, he'd calm down if he can find a place to sit in the empty playground.

Only to his surprise, it's not as empty as he'd thought it would be.

There by a large tree next to the sand box, stood the Blue King. Mikoto watches with rapt curiosity, wondering what the fourth King is planning so late at night. He could see how Reisi is lightly gripping the tree and a forlorn look on his face, when he suddenly turns around and stare right into Mikoto's eyes. If anyone were to say the Red King is surprised, he hid it fairly well and simply walks over to the swing set without sparing Reisi a glance. The Blue King merely eyes his rival suspiciously when the redhead doesn't do anything else.

"How unusual for you, Suoh Mikoto, to walk around aimlessly at night," Reisi says as he fixes his glasses. Leering at the other King, Mikoto merely grunts in answer and blows out another string of smoke before ignoring Reisi completely. He's in no mood to deal with the pompous King; all he wants is some peace and quiet.

Reading the situation and Mikoto's body language, Reisi concludes that Mikoto simply wishes to sit there quietly and gathering his thoughts. Somehow, the Blue King felt pity deep inside him for the other, he knows the dangers of the Slate's power when a King doesn't know how to control it, and Mikoto definitely doesn't know how to control it. Reisi refuses to admit it, but he understands Mikoto to some level.

"Penny for your thoughts, Red King?" the captain asks in a somewhat friendly tone before taking a seat next to Mikoto. The redhead is clearly surprised at Reisi's friendly small talk, and even more so when he actually sat next to him but he doesn't reply to Reisi's question. It's awkward talking on friendly level like this, and even more awkward because they're sitting so close together.

Mikoto merely eyes his companion silently, part wondering why he's out here and part appreciating the Blue King's fashion sense. For someone who's got a stick stuck so high up his ass, Reisi knows how to look good. Donning a white collared buttoned shirt and deep blue jeans that hugs his figure splendidly, Reisi gives off a rather vulnerable if not approachable vibe. His violet eyes seem to sparkle even in the dead of night, but maybe that's because of the streetlights surrounding them. Looking away before the other could catch him staring; Mikoto spits out his cigarette and crushes it underfoot.

"Needed air," was all Mikoto answered. Reisi merely hums and tries to catch Mikoto's eyes, but the Red King doesn't seem to want to look at him but is instead staring at the tree he was at earlier. "You've fallen for the tree or something?"

Turning around, Reisi stares at the tree too before facing forward again. "Ah, there was a little puppy buried under that tree a few days ago. It was hit by a car and couldn't be saved, so I rested him there. Now the tree is part of it."

Mikoto merely blinks at Reisi's little story. Truthfully, he couldn't care less about some dead pup, but Reisi's gentle side intrigues him. And also freaking him out a little.

"Suoh, you seem stressed. Did the ruffian bar give you that much of a headache?" Reisi smiles though not without malice. Mikoto grins at him and stands up to tower over the Blue King. Seeing his old friend turned rival is always a pleasure, given the fact how his and Reisi's history is similar to Fushimi and Yata's. Before they were Kings of opposing clans, they were friends even if it was a short one. The moment the Slate chose Mikoto to be the Red King, he and Reisi had a fallout, and their friendship turned bitter until this day. Reisi prefers order after all, while Mikoto revels in chaos.

Grabbing Reisi by the collar, he pulls the other King to his feet easily. Reisi could easily fight back, but he wants this. He misses this, the rough handling Mikoto gives him, the rough sex that would then follow after one too many drinks in their favourite bar back then. Thanks to the Slate, their friendship was torn apart, and they had to get each other's attention by fighting due to the nature of their clans.

Not tonight though. Tonight, they aren't Kings, they have no clansmen, and they have no rivalries with each other. It's just two long lost friends who once held passion for one another before they were brutally separated.

Without warning, Reisi pulls Mikoto into a searing kiss and Mikoto happily respond by getting his tongue into the other's mouth, claiming every inch of the orifice. The Blue King's hands seem to have a life of their own as they sneak up Mikoto's shirt to touch the hot skin underneath, and Mikoto pushing a leg between Reisi's to feel the quickly hardening bulge there. Eyeing the tree, Mikoto slowly pushes Reisi back, though the other King doesn't notice this since he's too busy kissing and biting the redhead's jawline. He only manages to notice when his back had hit the tree bark.

"You're vulnerable, Munakata," Mikoto smirks out before diving in for a hard bite on Reisi's pale neck. The Blue King merely hisses in pain but also revel in the pleasure when Mikoto licks the small drop of blood that came out. Something about the motion is intoxicating, and Reisi could feel himself harden even more to the point of it being a bit painful. With Mikoto's hands pinning him to the tree on both side, Reisi finds himself unable to escape, but that would also mean he'd have to unzip both his and Mikoto's jeans.

Scowling a little for Mikoto's laziness even in sex, Reisi frees a hand from his groping on Mikoto's torso to unzip and release the redhead's thick arousal. The Blue King eyes the phallus with a slight tinge of envy, while his is long; it's nowhere near as thick and big as Mikoto. The redhead seems to notice this and pulls his face back a little to grin at the Blue King. "Like what you see, Munakata? You'll get it inside you soon enough," the redhead purrs and uses a hand to lower Reisi's pants.

Clashing their lips again, they relive the moment from when they were younger. They'd met at a bar and instantly noticed each other. Mikoto finds Reisi to be a goody two-shoes, while Reisi sees Mikoto in need of some serious education. They basically had hit it off right then and there; taking jabs at each other's appearance, way of talking, sense of clothing, and everything else that they can get. By the time they realized, they had drunk quite a lot, and found each other suddenly very good-looking. Lucky for them, the bar had private rooms and the two made use of one where they didn't come out for many hours.

Reisi definitely misses this. They continue to kiss and leave marks on each other's skin while Mikoto fumbles with Reisi's pants. Mewling lightly, Reisi wraps his legs around Mikoto and his jeans slip off his butt easily, Mikoto sneers.

"You haven't been laid in a while, Munakata," Mikoto barks out a laugh as he slips a finger into the throbbing opening. It's dry, but this is what they're used to after all. "I thought you'd be with that lieutenant of yours."

Groaning, Reisi instinctively close his eyes when his prostate is being massaged. "I believe she's into one of your boys," the Blue King voice out after gathering his thoughts. Mikoto sure knows how to work magic with his fingers; Reisi is having trouble keeping calm. The redhead hums curiously as he continues to play with Reisi's prostate and licking his lips at the same time, the Blue King looks ravishing enough to eat, but he'd leave rimming for some other time. Reisi isn't being naughty enough to be punished that much tonight.

Once he deems prepping is complete enough, Mikoto unhooks Reisi's legs from his waist, earning a small whine from the Blue King. "Relax Munakata," Mikoto purrs out, leaning his face close to Reisi and causing him to blush a pretty pink. "Turn around," the redhead commands, his eyes narrowing as a sign that disobedience will not be tolerated with. A shiver goes down Reisi's spine when being ordered by the Red King. People can say what they want about him, but Mikoto's commanding tone isn't something you'd want to disobey, not with that deep voice that promises punishment.

As much as Reisi wants to see Mikoto's face, he complies and turns around; bending at the waist a little so his ass is fully presented to Mikoto. The Red King appreciates this, and rams into the presented hole. Reisi bit his cheeks in order not to cry out, but that was absolutely painful, he can only hope he's not bleeding. "You're too tight, Blue King," Mikoto grunts out and Reisi could tell he's holding back from pounding him into oblivion. Breathing, Reisi relaxes enough for Mikoto to piston in and out at a slow pace.

Pain slowly turns to pleasure and before long, Mikoto's pre-cum is enough to lubricate Reisi's passageway for him to go at a brutally fast pace. The grip the redhead has on Reisi's waist is enough to leave bruises, and Reisi's grip on the tree is giving him splinters everywhere on his palm. Grunts and moan fill the dark playground and Reisi hopes with all his heart that no one would be waking up to find two men having rough sex under a tree in the middle of the night. It'd be hard, and uncomfortable to explain to the people there.

Angling his thrusts to continuously hit the captain's prostate, Mikoto grips harder and strokes the other's cock as well; he'd have Reisi cum first. Reisi on the other hand, is holding out as much as he can since he wouldn't know when he'd see the redhead again. More than anything, he'd love to keep Mikoto in his arms always, but that's not something he could do. Choking back a sob and feeling his resolve breaking, Reisi cums in spurt on Mikoto's hand, his legs trembling from the crashing sensation. With Reisi cumming and his cock getting clamped on so tight until he could barely move, Mikoto nearly cums at that moment too, but manages to held back by a hair's breadth. He'd have a little more fun thrusting before leaving his seed inside the Blue King.

Waiting a little for Reisi to collect his breath, Mikoto gently massages the waist he had so brutally hold on to with his strength. Just when Reisi thought he could take it easy, Mikoto resumes his pounding, earning a strangled yell from the over sensitized man when both his prostate and his limp cock are played with. "Suoh…!" Reisi grunts out, he could see stars behind his vision from the continuous stimulations, but despite his legs feeling like jelly, he's propped up by Mikoto's arms so he could remain standing.

Smirking, Mikoto bit down at the back of Reisi's neck, leaving an angry red mark there. "I'm letting loose tonight, Munakata."

Reisi couldn't find anymore coherent thought in his mind as Mikoto continue to pleasure him. Another wave of orgasm races through Reisi in such a short amount of time and he came again on Mikoto's hand, albeit a little painfully. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as his hips jerk and twitch to release his seed when finally, Mikoto releases inside of him as well. The amount of cum racing into his bowel is a bit surprising to the Blue King, but then he remembers the redhead's size and the surprise disappears quickly. He's just happy he could get some sex from Mikoto after being separated for so long.

Pulling out slowly, Mikoto licks his hand clean of Reisi's cum, savouring every last drop of it while the Blue King reorients himself. "You're an animal, Suoh," he says with a scowl. Straightening his shirt and pulling his pants up, Reisi is struck by the realization that one; his subordinates will ask what happened to him to be covered in so many marks, and two; the seed now trickling down his hole and onto his pants. Blushing a little, Reisi pushes his glasses up his nose after it was knocked askew by the Red King's brutal fucking.

The Red King merely grins at his companion and zips his pants up. Reisi was about to turn away, knowing it would be some time before they can meet again, when Mikoto pulls him close to give him a chaste kiss. The Blue King finds himself at a loss of word since Mikoto hardly does chaste kisses, but his heart feels fluttery at the same time and Reisi finds himself yearning for the other man more and more.

"Next time, bring lube," the Red King proposes before turning away to return to the bar, his smirk still on his face. Reisi notices that the redhead's posture seems more relaxed than before, and he allows himself a small smile. Sure, he may not be 'friends' anymore with the redhead, but this secret time of theirs is something he treasures. Next time, they'll definitely meet again next time.


This chapter is definitely longer than the last.

I'd like to think that their history is similar to Saruhiko and Misaki, because Reisi and Mikoto were obviously friends in the past from the way Reisi acts around our Red King and how he seems broken after killing him. We all know Saru and Misaki had a fallout because Saru's jealous with the way Misaki is gaga over Mikoto and defected to the blue clan, but what about our Kings? The Kings and their little clansmen are so similar in personality after all; Saru and Reisi are intelligent, while Mikoto and Misaki thinks with their fists.

This is all that damned Slate's fault. Following the canon timeline, Mikoto became a King first followed by Reisi, so I think their friendship ended somewhere between Mikoto's rise to the throne and Reisi in line for his. Probably. This is a speculation okay?!

That aside, what do you guys think? Leave a review and let me know.