I have no excuses for how long this took me to update! Just apologies!
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Nagisa awoke with a blissful sigh, sure he was alone in his bed but the heat of where his husband had once lay still remained, his scent still clung to the sheets. Rei had come home from work on time last night and, after many weeks, they finally enjoyed pleasant conversation over pasta and wine.
Then they'd made love on the table, slow and meaningful. And again in the shower, quick and desperate. Before falling into bed, wrapped up in loving kisses and caresses. Sexually, their relationship was back on track, physical closeness between them happened at least once a day now.
Nagisa's toes curled at the memories while burying his head in his husband's pillow, even laced with sleep Rei smelt delicious.
He knew emotionally they still needed work, there had to be an underlining reason why Rei had thrown himself into his work. Why he'd ignored Nagisa for weeks on end. Why he wanted nothing more to do with his husband beyond sleeping beside him.
But they would cross that bridge when they came to it, right now he just wanted to bask in the glow of their newly reignited flame.
Eventually, he dragged himself out of their bed, the lingering smell of sex still in the air.
He wandered towards his cupboard and almost laughed to himself when he saw the box at the bottom. All the toys he had bought in his desperation to get Rei interested sat waiting.
He dragged it out before grabbing his phone and taking a quick snap.
Think of all the fun we can have when you get home tonight. He added as a caption before sending it to Rei.
He watched as the little delivered changed to read, eyes sparkling as he tried to imagine Rei's reaction. What if he'd been in an important meeting, spluttering as he realised what his husband had sent him? What if his boss had been looking over his shoulder and realised his worker had a beautiful treat waiting? What if his assistant had read it and had to embarrassingly relay the message?
He watched the three dots appear only to disappear seconds later. It lasted for a couple of minutes, happening over and over until no response came. Part of him was disappointed, wishing he'd had some sort of acknowledgement, but knowing he'd rendered his husband speechless was a pretty sweet victory too.
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Makoto sighed as he let himself into a silent house, but in truth what had he been expecting? A welcome home party? That was unlikely.
It was more likely that his bags would be packed and beside the door instead when Haruka realised he preferred his own company rather than tolerating Makoto's.
As he shut the door he heard the patter of barefoot on wood floor, getting louder and faster. He turned, ready to protect himself, when he suddenly felt a small bundle in his arms.
"Omph!" Makoto wheezed as the collision caused him to fall back on the door.
He hugged Haruka back, burying his nose in his hair, relishing in the scent he has missed that past couple of days.
"Hey Haru." Makoto smiled, kissing his head before trying to pull away.
But the action was useless, the bundle refused to let go, still tightly holding him around the waist with his head in Makoto's chest.
"You okay?" Makoto asked, worryingly rubbing Haruka's back.
He nodded in response, sill stubbornly refusing to let go.
"You're starting to panic me." Makoto tried to laugh.
"I missed you." Haruka finally spoke, still keeping his head in his chest.
"Oh." He said stupidly. "I missed you too."
He wrapped his arms around him again, holding him close and never wanting to let go again. He wasn't sure what he was thinking before but he knew there was nowhere he'd rather be but in his husband's arms.
Haruka slipped his hands under Makoto's shirt, rubbing small shapes into his skin. For once those fingers weren't insistent, begging for more. Today they were loving, tender, just touching for the sake of touching rather than the need to do more.
"I left things for you so you'd be okay." Makoto offered, not used to this different side of his husband.
"Stupid Makoto." Haruka grumbled, finally pulling away slightly to look the other in the eye. "You do more for me than just sex."
Makoto practically gasped at the confession, it was the closest to love he had ever got from his husband. Haruka was living proof of the phrase you don't know what you've got until it's gone.
Suddenly, the feel of Kisumi's fingers on his skin flashed in his mind, the guilty burn of his kisses, the sound of his breathless moans. But he forced it away, all he needed to think about was Haru. Not the mistakes he'd made.
"Come on Haru-chan, let go." Makoto teased. "I've been stood up on the train for the past hour. I want to sit down." If anything the comment just made Haruka hold tightly.
"No." He shook his head with a small, barely there smile.
"Haru." He whined.
"I'm not letting go."
"Then I guess I'm going to have to take you with me." He deadpanned.
Swiftly, Makoto hitched Haruka off the ground, his husband quickly took the hint and wrapped his legs around his waist. Stumbling slightly, Makoto took them to the living room, dropping down on the sofa, Haruka following after with a squeak.
Makoto shuffled them until he was lying down with Haruka on top of him, now they were eye to eye Haruka gave him a kiss, for the first time not attempting to push it any further, just content in the moment. Just soft, gentle kisses. Nothing more, nothing less.
"I'm glad your back." Haruka whispered against his lips.
"Me too." He agreed.
"Don't leave me again." He begged.
"Never." Makoto quickly pulled Haruka back to his lips. The more he touched Haruka the less he thought about how he betrayed their trust.
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Nagisa jumped slightly as he heard his front door opening, it was only two in the afternoon so he wasn't expecting anyone. He wandered into the hall to see Rei stood there, looking ruffled and frustrated.
"Rei?" He called out to him. "What are you doing here?"
"Get upstairs." Rei instructed. "Now."
Nagisa frowned as Rei stalked towards, a dangerous, predatory glint in his eyes.
"Rei-chan!" He giggled as his husband practically manhandled him up the stairs.
He gasped as he felt fingers all over him, pinching and squeezing as they stumbled towards the bedroom, it was almost as if the other morning in the shower was exactly what their relationship needed. The flame to set off a firework of sexual desire.
"On the bed!" Rei shouted when they were finally in the room.
Nagisa didn't need to be told twice, he eagerly scrambled to the bed and waited. Rei completely bypassed him, instead headed for the box that he had received a picture of earlier that day.
The blonde couldn't tell what his husband's reaction was, his back looked tense as he riffled through the contents. Was he angry? Maybe it was too much too soon.
Rei turned back to the bed, a smirk on his lips as he twirled a pair of handcuffs on his fingers. They were ridiculous, fluffy and pink, completely juxtaposing the dangerous aura that Rei was radiating but Nagisa still swallowed in anticipation.
"Strip." Rei whispered.
Nagisa practically jumped at the command, throwing his clothes off and around the room fast and desperately.
"Hands behind you." He told him, and something about that tone made Nagisa keen to obey.
He put his hands behind his back and Rei finally made his way over to his husband, roughly wrapping the chain round the iron frame before securing the cuffs around his wrists. Nagisa surged as far forwards as his restraints would allow in a desperate attempt to catch Rei's lips but he moved too quickly and was heading back to the box.
Silently Rei picked his next toy, turning towards the bed as he dragged the long whip though his fisted hand. Nagisa swallowed in anticipation as he stalked towards the bed, circling like a predator would its prey.
Rei grabbed Nagisa around the waist, flipping him over until he was on fours, the blonde wincing at the awkward angle of his arms. He felt Rei lean over him, pressing his weight against him as he stroked his bare buttocks with the whip.
"Rocket." He whispered in his ear.
"What?" Nagisa frowned, this terrible attempt at dirty talk would certainly kill the mood.
"It's the safe word. If you want me to stop you have to say rocket." He explained, biting his ear.
"Okay." He agreed, but if the way his dick twitched in expectancy he would not be using that word.
Rei leant back, leaving Nagisa cold, still stroking his cheeks almost lovingly. But they both knew better, the air crackled with anticipation of what was to come.
"Do you think what you did today was funny?" Rei asked, emphasising his question with a whip.
Nagisa whimpered at the sting, it felt so good. So raw, so passionate and after just one hit he was addicted, he needed more.
"Do you think it was clever?" He continued. "Answer me!"
"No." Nagisa cried as the whip came into contact with his backside again.
"I was with my boss." He hissed. "He was at my desk when I opened the message. He watched me as I was overcome with desire. Do you think that is appropriate at work?"
When Nagisa didn't answer straight away the blonde quickly got another spank, his whole body shaking at the feeling.
"No it's not." He panted, he could feel his own cock leaking against his thigh.
"Then why did you do it?" He asked, Nagisa waiting for the whip to slap against his skin before he answered.
"I don't know." He whimpered.
"Did you want everyone to know what a little slut you are? That you sit and wait for me? Wait for me to claim you?" He teased, rubbing the tip of the whip along his hard shaft and balls.
"Yes!" Nagisa exclaimed helplessly. "I want everyone to know I'm yours. I'm your slut."
Suddenly, Rei pulled back and was flipping Nagisa over again, the man grimacing as his sore buttocks settled on the bed sheets.
"Look at you." Rei shook his head condescendingly. "Such a mess and we've barely even started."
From his pocket Rei produced a cock ring, Nagisa unsure when he had retrieved that item. He grabbed Nagisa by the dick, roughly pushing the ring on. The blonde groaned as the ribbed silicone caressed the tender member.
"I decide when you come." Rei told him.
Nagisa could only nod in response, licking his lips as he watched his husband finally strip. He hated how calm he looked, beyond slightly blown pupils he looked as he did every day, cool and collected.
Slowly, Rei walked back to the box. Nagisa whined as he went, he needed his touch, he needed release. He grabbed a silk eye mask with a grin, securing it around the other man's face before he had a chance to protest.
It was hot, too hot. He could feel Rei's breath on his skin, sense his presence next to him but he couldn't see him. Couldn't predict his next move. He shivered as Rei pushed him down onto the bed, arms still held above his head.
He felt exposed, completely at his husband's mercy but he still felt safe. He knew Rei would take care of him.
Nagisa jumped as he felt a finger trailing around his whole, canting his hips back in a plea. But today they weren't synchronising, for every step forward Nagisa took Rei took one back. He whined as the finger slipped away, leaving him without a touch.
Rei grabbed his ankles and pulled him off the bed until only his top half remained, lifting him as effortlessly as if he were a baby.
"You don't get to decide tonight." He said, spanking Nagisa again, this time the feel of skin on skin was blissful.
"Okay." Nagisa nodded eagerly. "I will behave."
"I hope for your sake you can." Rei told him, letting him fall back to the bed.
When the finger returned Nagisa forced himself to stay still, even as the slicked up digit slipped inside he didn't move.
"Good boy." Rei complimented, sucking a nipple into his mouth with his praise.
"I'm good." Nagisa whimpered as the finger began pumping in and out of his hole. "I'm your good boy."
Rei nodded in agreement, the only way Nagisa could tell the movement had happened was by the way his lips moved across his chest.
Another finger entered him as Rei leant up to kiss him. It was so intense, his senses in overdrive. He never considered how different it would feel when he couldn't see anything, when he couldn't predict the next move coming.
They kissed sloppily as Rei's fingers danced inside him, their combined passion dripping onto Nagisa's chin but he didn't care. He needed to feel Rei's desperation, he needed to know they both wanted this, their bodies united in love.
Rei pulled away completely until all Nagisa had left of him where his fingers, stretching and prepping him. His hands begged to reach out for him but he was trapped, he was completely overwhelmed but it was incredible.
He arched off the bed when Rei hit his prostate, his body shaking and begging to release but he couldn't. He was on the edge but the ring around his cock stopped him. And Rei could tell, he was relentless with his abuse to the nerves deep inside himself.
Nagisa screamed, his toes curling, his body convulsing, going through the motions of an orgasm but nothing came. He panted as Rei pulled back, still painfully hard and on the edge.
"I told you, I decide when you cum." Rei laughed mockingly, taking the hard cock in his mouth.
Nagisa wept as his husband bobbed up and down, sucking and slurping lewdly. He was desperate to release in that heat but he couldn't. His body wouldn't let him.
As much as he tried to fight it his hips bucked up, desperate to get deeper inside Rei's mouth. His husband spluttered and pulled back, ready to scold when the blonde spoke up first.
"Sorry!" He sobbed. "Please Rei-chan. I can't stand it any longer. Make me cum. Please."
He felt the bed shift as Rei moved, where he was going he couldn't tell he just hoped it was closer to him. All he could think of was Rei, he consumed his mind and body, he needed him now more than ever.
"You're so needy for me." Rei whispered in his ear. "So desperate."
"Yes." He agreed. "I need you. Claim me."
"I own you." He growled, pushing his cock inside Nagisa's hole.
The blonde moaned at the feeling, he had needed this since they had begun. It was hard and fast, his body rocking uncontrollably as Rei thrust into him with abandonment. Nagisa helplessly gripped the bed frame, needing the purchase that he usually found in his husband.
He could feel Rei's pants, falling on his wet skin with harsh breaths. He could feel his fingers on his skin, every touch like a small electric shock. He could feel his cock inside him, stretching him and hitting its target. He could smell Rei's scent, musky and sweaty as he worked. He could hear skin on skin, echoing as their bodies met over and over. He could taste words of praise on his tongue, unable to articulate them with every uncontrolled whine and moan.
His senses were heightened when his strongest one was taken away. It made everything feel more intense, made him struggle to breath. His body was in overdrive, overwhelmed by all he felt and his need to release.
"You're so good." Rei complimented, his voice finally losing its calm edge. "So good for me."
"I want to please you." Nagisa bit his lip, ready to test the water. "I want to make master happy."
He felt Rei's hips stuttered, falter in the debauched pace for a moment but it was enough. Nagisa knew he had momentarily turned the tables.
"Do I please master?" He asked with faux innocence. "Do I make master feel good?"
"Yes." He agreed, quickly taking back the control with a well-aimed thrust. "You've been such a good boy for master he might let you cum."
"Yes!" He begged. "Please master."
"Is that what you want?" He purred, rubbing Nagisa's tingling shaft.
"Yes! I need to cum with master's cock inside me." He pleaded.
"You still have to wait." Rei instructed. "I will tell you when you are allowed to cum."
"Okay." He nodded, trembling as the ring was removed from his cock.
Rei quickly settled back into his furious pace, pounding into his heat feverishly as if he couldn't hold back, as if he had lost control of his own body, possessed by his own desperate need to feel more.
"Hold it back." Rei said through gritted teeth. "Be a good boy and wait for me to tell you to cum."
"Yes master." He moaned. He felt sweat dripping down his skin as he fought against his body's natural reactions, but he would do this. He was desperate to please Rei.
He tried to draw his focus away from all the sensations, keep himself calm. He listened to the creaking bed, he gently stroked the wallpaper behind his bedhead, he forced his eyes open to stare at the bleak, blackness before them.
"Do it." Rei panted. "Cum for master."
At the words Nagisa let go, his body arching and finally succumbing to the pleasure. He babbled an incoherent mix of master and Rei, he wasn't sure if the words even made sense but he reached the point where he couldn't care. His ears rung and his vision turned white as he finally came.
He felt his body come crashing back to earth when Rei pulled away, his abused hole catching on the head of his still hard cock, but clearly he was done using Nagisa's body.
"Master?" He croaked, head urgently moving on the pillow to find the other man but it was all in vain.
He felt fingers on his chin, the touch burning.
"Open wide." Rei demanded, Nagisa eagerly following the instructions.
He heard the familiar slick of smeared pre-cum, his tongue sticking out when he knew exactly what was coming. His body pulsed with anticipation, desperate to taste Rei, to swallow his release.
He didn't have to wait long before he heard the hitch in his husband's breath, indicating he was close.
"You were so good today." Rei panted. "You made master proud."
Nagisa hummed in gratitude as he felt cum sprinkling across his cheeks, trying to catch all he could on his tongue but only managing a few drops.
"Hold it on your tongue." Rei told him, still breathless from his ecstasy.
Nagisa did as he was told but it was a struggle, he could taste the tangy salt on his tongue and he wasn't it inside him.
"Do you think you deserve it?" Rei asked. "Do you think you deserve to swallow your master's cum?"
"Yes." Nagisa tried to respond, conscious not to move his tongue and lose a precious drop.
"I suppose you have been very good." He mused, letting his thumb collect the stray cum on his cheeks and rub it along the blonde's lips teasingly.
"I have." He mumbled, unsure if the other could understand what he was saying.
"Okay." He relented. "Swallow master's cum."
Nagisa eagerly pulled his tongue back into his mouth, relishing in the taste, making sure to lick his lips to get every last drop.
"Look at you." Rei said with pride. "So eager for my cum."
"I love master's cum." He grinned cheekily.
Rei leant forward and kissed Nagisa, it wasn't like the kisses from earlier. It was soft and tender, they both knew the game was over. No longer a master and his boy but a loving couple.
Rei removed the eye mask, Nagisa having to squint as his eyes adjusted to the sudden light. He felt kisses peppered across his skin, sighing in bliss at the treatment.
"You were amazing." Rei assured him, over and over in-between kisses.
"No, you were." He mumbled sleepily.
Rei reached up and clicked the cuffs open, kissing the lines that had developed on his wrists where he'd unconsciously fought against his restraint.
"I hope you're going to kiss my sore bottom." Nagisa giggled at the statement.
"If that's what you want." He rolled his eyes playfully.
He helped Nagisa roll onto his front, the blonde could barely move himself. His body felt heavy, still sparking from the previous feelings.
He practically purred when he felt Rei's lotion covered hands on his cheeks, soothing and massaging his red cheeks. He sighed blissfully in the thought that it would hurt to sit for a couple of days, a constant reminder of this incredible afternoon.
"Don't forget my kiss!" Nagisa teased, shaking his hips.
Rei laughed softly but indulged his husband, leaning down to give him a kiss, hands still rubbing and squeezing the sting away.
Nagisa's body was pliant, letting Rei roll him over onto his back again and wrap him in a blanket. Rei lay beside him, pulling him close and holding him tight.
"Are you okay?" Rei asked softly.
"I'm fine." Nagisa nodded.
"Can I get you anything?" He probed.
"No, I'm perfect." He sighed, snuggling further into Rei's hold. "I love you."
"I love you too." He responded, gently stroking him through the blanket until Nagisa fell into a blissful sleep.
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Ai groaned as he watched the kettle boil, he was terribly bored at the moment. Makoto was reuniting with Haruka, Nagisa was having sex, Rin was on holiday. He had nobody to keep him company.
There was always Sousuke but a small part of him hated him and the more he was around him and the more that part grew. But he didn't want to hate his husband, he wanted to love him, he wanted to go back to before all this began. He missed the days when he was ignorant, happy in his life and with his husband.
But then he wouldn't have Rin, even if it had only been once it was the most incredible sexual experience of his life. The thrill of knowing their relationship was forbidden made him feel naughty and excited. And the fact that Rin was ridiculously gorgeous certainly helped.
He jumped slightly when he heard his front door open, he wasn't expecting Sousuke home already. He'd left this morning with a warning he'd be late, he was usually late when he didn't warn Ai in advance so this was practically a shoo-in.
He turned around to see a tall figure in his doorway, hunched over and looking as if he were holding back tears.
"Makoto?" Ai frowned, not expecting to see him this soon. "What's wrong?"
But the other man didn't respond, instead he crumbled to the floor, sobbing uncontrollably into his hands. Ai darted across the room, dropping to his knees besides his friend.
"Hey, it's okay. Sh." He soothed, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. "It's okay."
"No it's not." Makoto shook his head. "It's not okay."
"What happened? Talk to me." Ai instructed.
"I… When… Kis…" The guilt hit Makoto all over again, taking his words from him as he choked over his tears.
"Sh. Calm down." He whispered, stoking the brunette's soft hair. "You're okay, I'm here. Sh. I'm here."
Makoto nodded and leant into Ai's neck, holding him until his tears died down to soft snuffles and small body tremors.
"Shall I get you a drink?" Ai asked.
"Yes please." He agreed, reluctantly letting the other man go.
He watched pathetically as Ai set about boiling the kettle again. He felt like a child as he longed to crawl across the floor and cling to Ai's leg but he forced himself to wait.
Once the drinks were made Ai hurried back to his side, sitting beside him on the floor and letting Makoto lean against him. As if he were his only support.
"So, how was your holiday?" Ai asked in what he hoped was a distraction but when he noticed the fresh tears start to fall he knew it was the wrong question.
"It was terrible." He whimpered, trying not to break down again.
"Why? What happened?" He gently probed, hoping the other man could stay strong long enough to answer.
"Kisumi was there." He finally admitted after a beat of silence.
"Kisumi?" He frowned, the name sounded vaguely familiar.
"He's an old friend from school." He explained. "I met up with him and he showed me around."
"That must have been nice." Ai added, wondering where it all went wrong.
"It was but…" He stuttered, struggling to admit the ugly truth.
"Makoto, you know you can tell me anything." He assured him.
The silence returned but Ai didn't push, he just waiting. Patiently awaiting the moment the other man would confide in him. He knew he would, he wouldn't have come over here if he hadn't wanted to talk.
Ai had just finished his tea when Makoto finally spoke, and it was a good job or he would have surely dropped his mug in shock at the confession.
"I cheated on Haru."
"Oh." Ai said stupidly, those were the last thing he expected Makoto to say. "And it was with Kisumi?"
"Yes." He nodded solemnly.
"And did you sleep with him?" He asked.
"No." He shook his head. "I stopped before we got that far."
"Well that's good isn't it?" He smiled.
"How is that good?" He cried in disbelief. "I shouldn't have got into a situation where I needed to stop it before it got too far!"
"People makes mistakes, it's human nature." He assured him.
"It wasn't a mistake, I knew what I was doing. I wanted to." Makoto shuddered at the thought. "I wanted to cheat on Haru."
"But you stopped it, you knew it was wrong." Ai reached over and squeezed his tense shoulders.
"That doesn't cancel out what I did." He sighed sadly. "What should I do?"
"I don't know." He shook his head. "I mean, are you doing to see Kisumi again?"
"No! Course not!" He furiously denied.
"Then I think you just forget it, it will always be something you regret but don't let one stupid night ruin your whole relationship." Ai told him.
Ai had never seen a couple more in love than Haruka and Makoto, they both adored each other even if they didn't realise it. Makoto was Haruka's whole world, anyone could tell and Makoto just seemed too blinded by a lack of 'I love yous' to notice it. He just expressed himself differently, he may not say it but he showed his love every day.
They were both startled by the sound of Makoto's phone going off in his pocket.
"It's Haru." He explained as he checked the message. "He's woken up from his nap and is wondering where I am."
"You ran out on him while he was napping?" He gasped in scandal.
"I needed to talk to you." He admitted. "I needed to get it off my chest."
"Well I am glad I was here for you." Ai smiled, giving Makoto one last hug.
Makoto returned the hug before pushing himself to his feet.
"You can't tell Haru, ever." Ai warned, standing tall as well. "It would just kill him."
"I know." Makoto reluctantly agreed.
He sighed as he headed home, he never kept secrets from Haruka, they told each other every little thing. But now Makoto had changed everything, he'd ruined everything. Their relationship had shifted forever and he knew it wasn't for the better.
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