(A/N: Before you scroll down to this story, I'd like to remind you, readers, that there will be explicit sexual content to this fic of mine. So, if this is not your cup of tea or if this makes you uncomfortable, then feel free to exit this story. But if you have no problems with it, then move along and continue reading downwards. This is an alternate universe meaning to say that this takes place in another universe and the characters are living their normal lives. Takemichi, Hanma, and the other characters here are of legal age engaging in adult activities. Lastly, since today is my birthday, I'm offering a mini collection series to this fandom called "Fire in My Heart Series" as a birthday gift to this fandom for all of the support and review that I've received in my previous fics. This is the first fic in my collection and the main pairing for this short story is Takemichi x Hanma. Otherwise known as "Hantake." Enjoy this ride while it lasts.)
love thy neighbor
By:Aztec999
"Helping and loving people especially our nearby residents in Jesus Christ is one of the principles of getting along with our fellow Christians. What does the Bible say about helping and loving people who live close by to us in Jesus Christ? According to Matthew 22:39, love thy neighbor as thyself."
Takemichi tried to keep a straight face as he listened to the emphatic voice of the priest who was currently giving out a sermon in front of them. It was Sunday morning and he accompanied his childhood friend Hina in going to the church today just as he promised back then when they're hanging out after school together. He wasn't a churchgoer per se but he couldn't help but twitched his right eye upon hearing today's sermon of loving your neighbor and be compassionate with them.
Oh boy. If only they knew of how he had gotten himself a devil in disguise in the form of a tall, lanky man with penetrating aureate eyes and short, raven locks tinged with gold highlights that glistened under the bright lights of the sun. He willfully ignored how Hanma was easy on the eyes as well and how he could just seduce every person with that goddamn smirk and a playful wink of his eyes. Nope. Not important.
His devil incarnate of a roommate was in the form of none other than the notorious Hanma Shuji himself.
It doesn't help the mere fact that he had a fucking one-night stand with the guy. A fatal mistake. And he solely blamed the alcohol for messing with his head that day and loosened his standards and morals that night. Because if he was lucid enough that night, he wouldn't even dare consider sleeping with Hanma even if he was the last person on Earth. He would never jump on his bones. Ever.
"…michi-kun? Takemichi-kun?"
Hina's soft voice jolted him out of his racing thoughts and looked at her guiltily.
"Oh, sorry about that Hina. I was just too focused on the sermon that I didn't hear what you're talking about."
Hina suppressed a peal of laughter as she covered her mouth with her hand. "I said would you come to our group study together tomorrow after class? Since midterm exams are going to start soon and some of our classmates are arranging a group study session at the library tomorrow. Also, the sermon already ended a few minutes ago and we can go out of the church now." She pointed at the people who were now leaving the church.
'Damn. How fucking embarrassing. Forgive me Lord for this. Ugh.' Takemichi inwardly winced at the thought.
"Well I'll check my planner first when I get back to the dorm to see if I have advanced meetings or activities after school then I'll text you to see if I can go." Takemichi walked beside her as they got out of the church now.
"Alright, Takemichi-kun. I'll just wait for your message. See you." Hina smiled at him then waved goodbye before walking at the other side of the road.
Takemichi waved back before he decided to head back to his dormitory when he stopped and frowned. He can't stand being in one room with Hanma right now. And his solution? He'll bother Chifuyu instead because he knew that the others will listen to him regardless if it's useless or not. That's how great of a best friend he was.
He didn't bother dropping him a text since he already knew Chifuyu's schedule on the weekends. And even if the other would greet him in annoyance, he wouldn't turn him away anyway.
Takemichi knocked loudly upon reaching his doorstep.
In less than a few minutes, he was greeted by Chifuyu with messy black hair and his signature oversize sweatshirt and baggy pants in pastel colors. His sea-green eyes looked up at him in half annoyance and bleariness.
"Takemitchy. It's ass o'clock in the morning this Sunday. Couldn't it wait until later this day?" He grumbled but opened the door widely to let him in before he went to the living room and flopped on the couch where several mangas laid.
"No. This is a matter of life and death Chifuyu. I need to tell you something." Takemichi sat beside him on the couch.
Catching the serious tone behind his loud voice, the remaining sleepiness disappeared inside Chifiyu's head and merely nodded in response. "Just wait for me here. I'll prepare some toasts and cups of coffee." He stood up and stalked off towards the kitchen.
Takemichi fiddled with his thumbs, looking around his living room aimlessly. An audible sigh escaped his lips as he closed his eyes briefly.
He heard the soft steps of Chifiyu inside the kitchen. His mind started to wander around as Takemichi sunk deeper into the couch and closed his briefly. He slowly relaxed at the temporary tranquility and silence that Chifuyu's house offered to his senses.
Grunts, moans, wails of pleasure, and the furious creaking of the bed reverberated against the four walls of the crepuscular room that they're in.
Beads of sweat started to trickle from his forehead and chest as the man on top of him increase his movements and pacing inside of him, pounding on him vigorously and hit his prostate several times which made Takemichi cried out in pleasure and lust, tears of joy rolling down on his cheeks as his mouth water and drooled from the ecstasy that the other was bringing him in.
"You like that don't you Ta-ke-mit-chy? Me ramming into you like you're a bitch in heat." The familiar, silky yet taunting voice directed at him. Those intense platinum eyes trained on him with a certain glint on them, the hunger and lust were clearly evident on them.
"Fuck you Hanma." Takemichi's snark was reduced into a pile of needy moans and whiny voices much to his chagrin.
It made the grin on the other turned wider and predatory.
"I already am fucking you, sweetie. But if you want to forget your name and the memory of how you should walk the next day, don't go blaming me on this." He replied with throaty laughter slipping past his lips before he gripped his hips tightly (which will bruised tomorrow) and piston into him with a vengeance, his insides were hot and velvety as it gripped his cock like a vice which made Hanma groaned out lowly and Takemichi mewled like a helpless kitten underneath him.
"Damn it Takemichi. You're still fucking tight." Hanma growled out under his skin as he latched into his neck hungrily as fucked him into oblivion.
"T-there...! A-ah…! D-don't you fucking s-stop…!" Takemichi babbled incessantly, his mind reduced into a mush of puddle as his legs wrapped tighter against his hips for support and leverage, fearing that his body would fall and melt if he suddenly let go him.
"…Oi. Takemitchy…"
The faint voice slipped past his haze-induced mind as Takemichi's eyes remained close and a grunt escaped his lips.
"Takemitchy. Takemichi!"
Chifuyu's sudden shout made his eyes flew wide open and he suddenly sat up from the couch.
"What the fuck?" Takemichi inwardly prayed to Gods that he wasn't blushing right now and just sported his usual bewildered and annoyed face instead of revealing what his actual thoughts were that sent a boner inside his pants much to his displeasure. For fuck's sake was his body that goddamn desperate and tasteless that he got aroused at the mere thought of Hanma on top of him that night?
"Oi. You're the one who barged into my house just so we could talk. Don't you dare sleep on me now idiot." Chifuyu shot back as he placed the two steaming cups of coffee and a plate of toasts carefully into the table.
Upon hearing his words, Takemichi groaned out and put both of his hands in front of his face in frustration. "Tell me about it." His voice was muffled behind his hands.
Chifuyu flopped on the other side of the couch, facing him on the opposite side. "C'mon partner. Spill it." He reached for a toast and ate it with much gusto.
Takemichi peeled his hands away from his face and stared at Chifuyu blandly before he reached for the cup of coffee and sipped slowly, placing it on the table afterward. "My new roommate in the dorm is Hanma."
Chifuyu almost choked on the toast that he was chewing when he heard his revelation, reaching for the cup of coffee and sipped it hesitantly before swallowing back down the food. "What?!"
Takemichi just sighed in half exasperation and defeat. "I know right? I thought I wouldn't be able to see his sorry ass again after we had a random one-night stand after that stag party in the past week."
His next words made Chifuyu spit his coffee suddenly and looked at Takemichi with wide eyes. "Excuse me? What the fuck Takemichi?!" His voice rose an octave.
Takemichi grimaced and shot him an apologetic smile. Right. He still didn't tell Chifuyu that he accidentally hooked up with Hanma ages ago.
Takemichi could only nod slowly. "Sorry about that Chifuyu. I didn't mean to keep it a secret. I just didn't know how to tell you…that part." He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.
"For fuck's sake Takemichi, it's too early for this shit but these verbal bombs that you're dropping are too much." Chifuyu threw his arms in defeat, sighing loudly before narrowing his eyes at him again. "So, details Takemichi. When? Where? Why?" He added promptly.
"It's one of those stag parties held by my college acquaintances in his place and of course he invited us. It was one hell of a party. He invited lots of people there. What I didn't know is that Hanma is also one of his peers as well outside of school. And well I got fucking wasted in the middle of the party. I saw him laughing and dancing there like a shameless bastard and it went straight into my dick. The rest is history. And now he's my fucking roommate!" Takemichi threw his head back at the couch, letting out a loud groan of frustration and discontentment.
Chifuyu let out a low whistle upon hearing his juicy declaration, his eyes twinkling in mischief and humor. "Well, it looks like you've had the time of your life partner. So how does it feel spending the night with the one and only Hanma Shuji?" His voice had a teasing lilt beneath it.
"For Pete's sake Chifuyu don't even start!" He warned as he groaned again, completely miffed with the whole situation itself.
"Oh, c'mon partner. Don't deny it. Even if Hanma is one of your least favorite people in the face of the planet, you can't deny that he's a pleasant-looking lad and got a body that people who throw themselves at. I mean honestly, I'd tap that ass if given a chance." Chifuyu snickered.
"Chifuyu!" Takemichi exclaimed indignantly, his eyes shooting wide open suddenly to glare at him without any heat. "Seriously, which side are you on?" He added petulantly.
"Of course, I'm on your side partner. But I can't see where the problem is. Like it's just a one-night stand Takemichi. It's not like you're in a relationship or something. Also, you can ignore his existence when you're both in the same room together. Pretend that he doesn't exist. Just like you used to do with him back in middle school. Also, didn't it occur to you that with a new roommate beside you, you can now both shoulder the expenses of paying the rent and stuff?" Chifuyu replied casually as he took another piece of toast.
Takemichi sometimes hated it when his best friend was right. He had always known how smart Chifuyu was and how he was able to look at the bigger picture of the situation no matter how dire it was and how dumb-looking he was on an occasional basis. But thinking about it further, the thought of him and Hanma living and breathing the same air together in the same place made something inside of him flipped and his mind went haywire. No. He can't. He just can't.
"What if I move out of the dormitory and just find another one?" Takemichi thought out loud.
Chifuyu looked at him as if he had grown two heads. "Are you that stupid partner? What happened to your plan on saving some money for the future and mastering the art of ignorance?"
Takemichi shot him an offended look. "I mean how could you live with the person you hated throughout your life in one flat and whom you fucked with randomly the other night after that stag party of one of your college acquaintances?"
"All I can say is the more you hate, the more you love." Chifuyu chewed on the toast lazily.
"Stop throwing me those disgusting lines that you read from your shoujo mangas Chifuyu." Takemichi huffed before he took the cup of coffee again and carefully sipped at it.
Thus, he spent his Sunday morning bemoaning and whining to his best friend about how cursed his fate was.
After his insightful conversation with Chifuyu, Takemichi finally headed back to the dorm only to find Hanma sprawled on the bed without even a care in the world and reading some vehicle magazine that also featured promo girls in a playboy bunny suit riding on a motorcycle on the front cover.
He couldn't help but to snort slightly at the sight and just walked past him, trying not to let his annoyance ruin his mood. He had to heed Chifuyu's advice and kept his cool even though he felt like God was testing him every day in the form of the bastard in front of him.
"Oh? You're here already?" Hanma commented idly without looking at him as his eyes were glued at the page of the magazine.
"So? What is it to you then?" Takemichi couldn't help but to snark back. Something about Hanma's nonchalant yet implicating voice always set him off. He still remembered on how much this guy had teased him relentlessly back then during their middle school years. If Kisaki always threw him sharp words and insults directly to his face, Hanma would always greet him with that irritating sneaky grin of his and vexed him with the badgering that drove him up at the wall.
"Nothing," Hanma answered in that deceptively calm voice of his but Takemichi already knew that he was cooking up something inside his damn brain of his.
"Whatever." Takemichi tried not to let his eyes strayed further into Hanma's form as it does unspeakable things on his body and on his fucking mind no matter how much he tried to stop it in vain.
He could feel Hanma's eyes still staring into him, almost roving into his form with that challenging smirk plastered on his face that Takemichi was itching to wiped off.
But he kept his cool and calm. He wasn't that foolish young kid back then who was always impulsive and ruled by his heart and emotions. It was difficult but he knew that he can do it.
"By the way Takemichi what time are you coming here from uni tomorrow?" He asked casually.
It made Takemichi's eyes narrowed in suspicion as he looked at him. "Why?"
"Oh, nothing. Just might bring some people over." He shot him a lazy grin before resuming back on reading his magazine.
"Excuse me?" Takemichi reacted instinctively before he could stop himself.
"What? There's no rule that's against bringing some friends in their dorm, right?" Hanma shot back with a playful grin on his face.
Takemichi seethed but resisted the urge to do something idiotic to him that he might regret later. "Well no. But I don't want your friends staying up late here since I have to study here as well after school to prepare for the midterm exams." He ground out.
"Yeah, yeah. Details, details, details. Already got it. Good luck on your upcoming exams Takemitchy." He sang.
"Whatever." Takemichi grumbled out and went to the other side of the dorm, slamming the door shut. He refused to acknowledge the irritating laughter behind him.
Takemichi felt like he will develop an aneurysm soon when he was in the same place as Hanma.
The boisterous laughter and idle conversations resonated outside coming from their dorm as Takemichi walked through the hallway going there. A frown marred his face. He just came from school and it was already 6 in the evening. He knew that he already warned Hanma not to let his friends stay up late inside their dorm since he was still going to study there and it's still early in the evening. But he was still in doubt of the other's words and confirmation as he had no good opinion on him anyways. He was ready to chase them away just in case they were past the visiting hours.
"Dude, have you seen the latest model of Harley Davidson—."
One of the guys has stopped talking to Hanma when they heard the creaking sound of the door and revealed a young man with short, raven locks wearing a white polo shirt and slacks, a backpack slung on his shoulders.
"Hey, Takemichi." Hanma greeted him with that signature lazy smile on his face.
Takemichi just nodded and tried to smile politely at his guests who also stared at him like they were seeing him for the first time…some even had a knowing smile on their faces.
What the fuck?
"Hi, Hanma-kun. Hi guys." He acknowledged them before he walked to the other side of the dorm and went inside his makeshift study room, shutting the door close. It was supposed to be a small area of putting some materials away but since he only had few things, he decided to make use of the room and transformed it into a small study room as well since he always fell asleep when he tried to study on the bed.
Meanwhile, Hanma grabbed his drink nonchalantly and sipped at the contents languidly.
"Hanma? He's the one isn't it?" One of his male friends held a teasing smirk on their face.
"Shut up asshole. Don't even start on that." Hanma rolled his eyes playfully and flashed him his middle finger.
"Oh, c'mon man. Don't even deny it. You totally got the—."
Hanma threw some chips right into his face. "Oi. Be quiet. Takemichi is studying for his exams." Hanma glared at him but his friend just laughed slightly at him and gulped at his beer.
"Yeah, whatever man."
Hanma just rolled his eyes and gulped the drinks in his hand, his eyes slightly straying at the closed door where Takemichi currently resided in.
Takemichi could hear faintly their hushed voices outside. Even though they were still talking, he noticed that it was toned down and he couldn't make out the exact words and topic that they're now talking about. Not that Takemichi really cared anyway. At least Hanma and his friends had the decency to keep the noises down while he was busy here reading his textbooks and began preparing for his upcoming midterm exams.
However, he inwardly cursed himself as the sentences doesn't seem to register inside his brain and all he could think of was that damn signature smirk that Hanma threw him before he scurried away inside his study room.
Fuck that guy. Also, fuck his growing boner. Again.
He let out a deep sigh, rubbing his forehead in frustration as if a migraine had hit him that instant.
Why was he being like this towards that guy? Just because he had an accidental hookup the other week with him doesn't mean that he had to develop these weird and disgusting thoughts about him. It's like he's having some dry spell or some shit.
It's just one fucking time okay?
'But you can't deny that his cock felt heavenly inside of you.' His mind tortured him lightly which made him bury his head inside his book and groaned out in defeat.
"Damn it to hell." He cursed faintly as his hand couldn't resist palming himself from the inside of his pants.
Shit. Hanma and his friends were just outside of this room and still hanging out together. What would they even think if they find out that he's getting aroused with the thought of Hanma and his devious winks and smiles thrown in his direction and just masturbated at it?
'Fuck. This is hard. Fuck. I AM hard.' Takemichi wanted to laugh at himself for being pathetically turned on like this right now. But it's too late to back out now. Besides, this was just a one-time thing and he firmly promised himself that this won't happen again. If he stayed quiet while he relieved himself, maybe he could focus fully on his studies afterward.
Takemichi resisted the urge to moan out as his fingers finally grazed the tip of his cock, feeling as if a shot of dizzying electricity shot right through him. His hand finally encircled his aching cock and started to stroke it slowly, his breath catching in his throat as the overwhelming sensations hit his veins simultaneously.
Images of that night began flooding his mind as his movements increased in pacing, stroking his cock eagerly.
It was already 3 AM in the morning but the two of them were still going at it like some damn horny rabbits jumping on each other's bones. They both lost count of the rounds that they went into fucking each other since that evening.
Takemichi was now on top of Hanma, bouncing eagerly on his cock as drool trickled out of his lips. Lecherous moans spilled from his sinful lips, tears of pleasure rolled down on his cheeks as his lustful blue eyes shined in unabashed ecstasy.
Hanma just gripped his hips tightly as if his hands would leave an imprint to his skin and would certainly leave a bruise the next day. He licked his lips hungrily as he watched Takemichi jumped on him like a spinning top, a low groan escaping his lips as he felt the warm, velvety walls gripped his cock in a vice grip.
"Look at you. Acting like a total slut that's so hungry for my cock. You like that don't you Takemitchy? Being reduced into a mindless whore as I fuck you so many times." Hanma chuckled throatily.
Takemichi mewled helplessly on top of him, moaning and groaning out in delight and lust as he couldn't stop his body from bouncing eagerly on top of him, the feeling of his cock ramming at the deepest end of his walls melted all the rational thoughts inside his head and was reduced into an eager prey who was enjoying being devoured by a predator like him.
"Fuck… Hanma… I c-can't…" He cried out in pleasure.
"You can't what Takemitchy-kun?" Hanma sang as he teasingly responded to his actions and grind back harder beneath him.
"I can't Hanma… Just take me now and fuck me as you will…" He whimpered as Takemichi shook on top of him, looking at him with those wide, blue eyes that were now a darker hue of indigo, tinted with lust and want that made Hanma growled lowly and trapped him with his intense gaze.
"Oh, I will my dear, little bunny. I'm not going to decline a generous request."
In an instant, Hanma lifted him off of him and flipped their positions, with now Takemichi resting his back on the mattress and Hanma on top of him, both of his hands resting on his legs and made them wrapped securely on his hips and wasted no time in pounding in him relentlessly which made them both moaned out wantonly.
Takemichi's nails railed down on his back as Hanma pounded against him in vigor, incoherent babbles and cries of pleasure escaping from his lips. Hanma quickly leaned down and sealed his lips in a searing kiss, swallowing down his moans in an instant.
Takemichi quickly returned his kiss wildly, his tongue licking at the roof of his mouth which made Hanma groaned out inside his mouth.
With a few more thrusts, Hanma came, spilling everything inside of him while Takemichi tore his mouth away from him and mewled like a kitten in heat as he felt the white, hot shot of pleasure coating his inner walls and—
The swerving sound of the doorknob made Takemichi's eyes snapped open and jolted him out of his wild reveries and lust as if he was doused in cold water. He took off of his hand from his pants and tried to stand up clumsily only to fell back unceremoniously on the ground.
His fly was still open and he froze when the door opened in a slow-motion movement as if watching a horrifying scene unfold.
Oh, he was royally fuck this time.
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