A/N: Wow, that last bit was somewhat stupid. That is what happens when you assign all your good ideas to later stories… Anyway, I've almost finished the last chapters of Devine Interference and Tattoo! (Now I will have more room to work on new things!)
The blonde didn't put up much of a fight (which surprised and delighted the supervisor).
In truth, Reever was too startled to do anything. He was pretty sure that he was awake… so why was this happening? Eh, whatever he was not going to argue. (Even his skeptical side was onboard, deciding that he could always claim that someone had drugged one of them.) He leaned into the kiss, accidentally letting out a little moan.
The last bit of Komui's self-control broke. An evil laugh echoed through his head as he promptly pushed the blonde down to sit on the couch, and leaped over the back of it ( so that they were both on the same side). He bent down and recaptured the luscious lips before him.
Reever knew that he should've been embarrassed but frankly, he was too far gone to care. One of his hands had wound itself into black hair and the other one was reaching for the hem of Komui's shirt. Damn, maybe he had been drugged.
The supervisor's evil side chose that moment to show itself and demand that he have a little fun with his 'prisoner'. Oooh that was an idea! He pulled away, chuckling at the cute puzzled look he received, and kneeling on the floor, he quickly divested Reever of everything except his pants.
The blonde pouted cutely when his hands were bound together by his own necktie and then placed behind his head. He also muttered something that sounded distinctly like "unfair". Out of the goodness of his heart and with supreme benevolence, Komui decided to level the playing field a little by removing his own jacket and shirt (his hat falling off in the process).
The supervisor sat back onto his heels, to further observe his captive and smiled smugly when he noticed a distinct tenting in the younger man's pants.
Reever was still lucid enough to feel a shiver of dread and anticipation when Komui gave him a positively wicked smile. His lust glazed eyes widened when he saw a hand reaching for his zipper. He squeaked a little and pulled his hips away but it didn't work and his pants were pulled out from under him.
Damn the blonde was cute! Especially when he was embarrassed and pouting, but still trying to send death glares. The resulting effect being, that he was about as menacing as a kitten (or puppy).
As such, no one but Reever was surprised when Komui gave him a huge kiss and kidnapped his boxer's, almost pulling Ree off the couch in the process. At which point the Aussie closed his eyes and turned away, his blush spreading all the way down to the top of his chest.
The supervisor smiled maniacally before leaning in to place a light little kiss on the end of the blonde's cock. Reever squeaked and started to squirm when Komui gave it an experimental lick.
It took him a few seconds, but the Aussie finally managed to get his (still tied) hands up and over his head, and used them to push the older man away from…
It was Komui's turn to pout. Had Reever changed his mind? He looked up. The sight was breath taking, a flushed and naked (and tied up) Reever sitting on the couch in his office. (Hell Yeah!)
"Uh… can we just, err… you know… ah, get on with…it?" the blonde laughed a little nervously.
Komui chuckled and a throbbing in his groin informed him that it sounded like an awesome and perfectly reasonable plan. He stood up, turned, and walked towards his desk, rifling through the drawers for something, anything with lubricitive properties. He also, upon seeking the stricken look on the blonde's face, sent Reever a comforting smile (and a rather lusty wink). Damn, nothing useable…
At this point, Komui noticed a wrapped package with a neon orange ribbon lying on the floor next to Reever's clothes. Further investigation of the palm-sized box revealed a tag, in Lavi's handwriting, addressing said box to Reever and himself. Intrigued he ripped off the paper (stashing the ribbon in his pocket because it was shiny) and opened the plain box inside. A small bottle tumbled into his hand.
"Muwahahahahahahahaha!"
He took the few steps back towards the couch, seizing Reever's hair and pulling him in for another kiss. With Reever sitting and Komui kneeling on the floor between his legs the couch was the perfect height. The blonde gulped a little when his love pulled away and hissed when he felt a slick finger circling his entrance.
The initial penetration stung like hell and Ree could only imagine how badly something larger than a finger would hurt. But it was Komui so he'd survive somehow… by the time two more fingers had been added the pain had faded to a dull ache.
Reever saw Komui's inquiring look and nodded. He could do this.
The blonde started having second thoughts when he felt something big pressing against him, but then Komui was slowly easing into him and the worst was almost over. It wasn't too bad, but his eyes were watering like crazy.
The supervisor stilled, waiting for him to adjust, and kissed his cheek sweetly. Reever relaxed a little and kissed the older scientist back. That was all the permission Komui needed. He pulled about half way out of the velvety encasement and slowly pushed his cock even further in, brushing Reever's prostate in the process.
Reever let out a little mewl and arched away from the back of the couch. Komui's brain exploded in happiness and he picked up the pace considerably. With the continual stimulation and all the cute little noises that he was making Komui figured that Reever wasn't going to last long.
He was right. Reever came a few minutes later splattering their chests and mumbling something that sounded distinctly like "Komui", which pushed the supervisor over the edge.
He half collapsed onto Reever moaning the blonde's name. They sat there for a few minutes, utterly content, before Komui decided that it was naptime.
He cleaned them off with his turtleneck and untied Reever's hands. The Aussie immediately tried to snuggle but the supervisor pulled away just long enough to grab their lab coats off the floor. He then maneuvered them so that they were both lying on the couch (with Reever, who was lighter, on top) with the lab coats over them as blankets.
A/N: It's finally finished! I might end up doing a sequel to both stories in the 'poker series' ... we'll see. I've been coming up with a bunch of Yullen ideas lately so I'll probably start one of them soon.
A/N 2: What KomuixReever story should I do next?
1. Reever gets pheromones spilled on him
2. AU. Komui as headmaster of a school, Reever as new Vice Principal. Includes Reever on a motorcycle and biker Cross (There's a tiny bit of CrossxReever but it's imaginary because Komui is paranoid like that)
3. A super dark angsty fic where Reever is made head of the Oceania branch and takes off and they're both super depressed (but with a happy ending)
Please Review (and let me know you're opinion)