Slow twisted and turned in his sleep, groaning lightly every once in a while.

"S-Slow~~!" He imagined Desiru underneath him, crying out his name in exstacy. He imagined the pleasure he'd get from topping the other doji, sliding in and out of the fragile body.

In the back part of his brain, he knew this was wrong, but he had stopped paying attention to that part of himself a long time ago, about a month ago in fact.

"Oh, god~~, Slooow~~" He could just picture the look on the other's face when he hit the other's spot, his sweet face twisted in the rush of pleasure as their climaxes grew closer.

He snapped his eyes open and groaned, "Damn it..."

He and Desiru had been meeting secretly for about a month and a half now. Though he figured Machi knew after he suddenly had his hairclip one day out of the blue. She had tried multiple times to get him to say it straight out. But he didn't love the Lust Doji. It was just a beneficial friendship.

He slid out of his bed and walked into the bathroom. He glanced in the mirror and scowled at his messy hair. He picked up his brush and immediately made attempts to fix it. Desiru hadn't sent him a note recently about where they were to meet and when. He was a little afraid he'd made Desiru bored. He set the brush down and crossed his arms. His hair was better...but not at it's best. He sighed and glanced at a clock nearby. 3:30? Damn. Desiru was really getting to him. As hard as he tried not to, he found his mind wandering back to his dream. He wondered temporarily if Desiru had ever been on the bottom...but he shook his head, he probably had. He WAS the Lust Doji after all. He'd probably experienced all kinds of pleasure.

"Slow-kun~?" Slow smiled to himself as Desiru poked his head through the door, "I thought I'd surprise you in your bed...I expected you to be in it this time of night~"

"Hey, it's your fault I'm up." Slow rolled his eyes.

"And how is it my fault?" Desiru pretended to be hurt.

"You made me dream of you, dumb ass." Slow stuck his tongue out at him. A smile spread across Desiru's face.

"Oh, rea~lly?" He walked closer and put his arms around Slow, "I couldn't sleep because Rage and Vice were being too loud...normally I wouldn't mind...but it got me really horny...so I came to see you~!" Slow smiled a little, Desiru was cheerful about the weirdest things.

"How long have they been doing that now?" He asked.

"Five or six years I think..." Slow shook his head, it was amazing to him that a pair of evil doji could love each other without but one single fight to date. Slow hadn't actually seen the fight, but Desiru told him it had been really bad. There had been no shouting, no physical attacks, just a venomous, deathly silence between the two for about a week until finally Jealousy got tired of hearing their conflicting thoughts and confronted them at the same time about it. Only Jealousy, Vice, and Rage really knew what the fight had been about, but the evil doji were just glad it was over now. Anytime Slow had been over there, it had seemed obvious that they were trying not to show too much in front of him, being a good doji and all, but Slow couldn't help but notice the looks they gave each other...He almost felt jealous of them.

"Yo! Slow-kun! Ya spaced out on me." Desiru waved his hands in front of Slow's face. Slow blinked a few times.

"Sorry! I guess I'm still a bit tired..."

Desiru looked him over and smirked. He had to admit, Slow looked quite appealing in just his underwear. He slid a hand down to cover his crotch, "That's too bad~~... You see, I wanted to try something new tonight~~"

Slow sucked in a breath sharply at both his touch and the words, "Wh-What do you mean...?"

Desiru smirked, "Oh~ You'll see~~" He rubbed his hand up and down, pleasuring him through the fabric, "Damn~ Hard for me already~?"

"D-Desiru...M-Machi will hear..." He suppressed a moan.

Desiru cursed under his breath and nipped his neck, "Damn it, Slow, do you ever pay attention? She already knows. If she doesn't like the sounds she can get earplugs."

Slow bit his lip but nodded as Desiru pulled him back out the bathroom door and into his bedroom. Slow smirked a little as he pushed him down onto the bed roughly, "How is this new stuff~?" He asked in his best teasing voice, but immediately regretted it. Desiru seemed a bit tense about something.

"I told you you'll see~..." Desiru leaned down and nipped his neck again. He licked his chest and bit one of his nipples lightly, pulling a soft gasp from him.

"D-Desiru~" Slow let his mind slip from his master and tried to focus on the Doji on him. As he watched Desiru lick further down, slowly pulling his boxers off, He realized what was going on, "De-Desiru...? A-Are you really gonna...?" He trailed off as Desiru looked up at him.

"Trust me, I don't entirely believe it myself." He chuckled and kissed Slow's hard member. A loud moan came from the energy doji as he swept his tongue up it and lightly licked his tip. Slow gripped at the sheets, trying not to jerk his hips as Desiru kissed the underside of his length down to his base and nipped it lightly. He then leaned up and wrapped his lips around his tip lightly, making him arch his back and grip the sheets tighter.

"Desiru~~..." Slow moaned his name as he moved his head further down his length and sucked lightly, watching the other's expressions as he did so. It was hard for him to believe that the loud moans and gasps were coming from a good doji. He closed his eyes and started bobbing his head up and down, savoring the sounds coming from the throat of the energy doji. He was fighting hard not to grab the other's head and force himself further into Desiru's hot, wet mouth. Instead he slid his hands through his slightly messy hair and moaned again. Many moans and gasps later, Desiru pulled his mouth off of him, earning a disapproving whine from Slow.

"Sorry~..." Desiru said and pulled his own hakama off before straddling his hips and pressing himself against Slow's end.

"A-Ah! D-Desiru...!" Slow's eyes shot open wide and he looked up at the doji. So this is what he had meant by something 'new'. Desiru nodded slowly and bit his lip as he let gravity pull him down partway onto him.

"Aah~h...!" Desiru gripped at the sheets and tilted his head back at the feeling. Slow sat up a little and put his hands on the other's hips.

"Desiru...are you alright...?" He asked cautiously.

"F-Fine...It's just been a while..." He closed his eyes and started riding him a little. Slow leaned back and moaned at the feeling of Desiru's tight insides wrapped around him, his spit acting as a lube. He couldn't help but jerk his hips a little and Desiru cried out in pleasure at the sudden movement deeper into him. He gasped a little as Slow flipped their positions suddenly and pinned him to the bed.

"Sorry." Slow said and started light thrusts into him.

"Nghhh~~...!" Desiru gripped at the sheets and moaned at the friction, "S-Slow~~!" He moaned loudly, "M-More~...!" Said doji smirked lightly and pushed deeper into him. "Oh, god~~, Slooow~~...!" He cried out as he grazed his sweet spot. A soft smile spread across his face.

"There~...?" He hit it again to make sure.

"Yes! Aaaanhh~~!" He pulled more at the sheets and arched his back, "H-Harder~...! AH~H!" He shifted under him, no longer capable of coherent thoughts as Slow continued to thrust hard into him. Both were lost in the pleasure as Slow changed angles and drove straight into him.

"Nnngh! Ahhhhh~!" Desiru's eyes rolled back, he hadn't been topped in ages, and he didn't want it to stop. But as much as he wanted, the wicked never get their way. Desiru groaned as he felt his climax getting closer, "S-Slow...!" He closed his eyes and arched his back more, hoping just his name was enough, he wasn't sure he would be able to say the rest before...

"A-Aaanhhh! S-Slo~~ow!" Desiru jerked his hips hard against the energy doji, sending both over the edge. Slow pulled out of him and started panting.

"Th-That was amazing..." He looked down at Desiru to find that they were only inches from each other's faces, "Desiru...?" The evil doji wrapped his arms around him and pulled him into a surprisingly soft kiss. Slow closed his eyes and kissed back...

"HEY! Can't you two be a little quieter?" Machi's voice rang out from the other side of the door. Slow and Desiru chuckled simultaneously.

"What a mood killer..." Desiru whispered. Slow rolled his eyes.

"Sorry, Machi!" He heard a small chuckle from his master before she walked off.

"Slow...?" He looked over at the evil doji laying on the bed under him.

"Yeah...?"

"...Nevermind."

Slow smirked a little before leaning down to kiss Desiru again, and he didn't even hesitate to kiss back.


End Chapter 4

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