What is up, y'all?! How have you all been? I don't have much else to say except that this chapter has some niiiiiice lemon!

Chapter 6: I Just Fucked Your Bitch in Some Gucci Flip-flops

Articles of clothing were strewn across the floor.

With the windows closed, the heavy, musky scent of sex lingered in the air.

Sweat dripped from their bodies endlessly. It was freaking hot, but their minds were filled with too much ecstasy to care.

Eijun's eyes rolled back into his head as he clenched the sheets with all his might, the shocks of pleasure and the size of Miyuki's thick cock soaring through his body. "Fuck, yes! Mhm… ah… ngh… ah, ah, ah! H-Harder!"

Miyuki felt his heart melt as the seductive moans reached his ears. His cock grew porcelain hard and he sensed it stiffen in the brunette's ass. He grabbed his hips tighter and thrusted faster and with more force, the bed creaking dangerously beneath them.

Eijun pressed his face into the pillow, moaning and screaming in pleasure as loud as his lungs allowed him to. The older male's cock harshly moved in and out, pressing against his tight walls dreamily. It made him tingle and his mind turned foggy. His own member was completely wet, and it didn't help that Miyuki was stroking it at an extremely fast pace. His toes curled as the bespectacled man gave him a sharp thrust, barely hitting his prostate.

The older male leaned down and licked his ear, groaning teasingly. "You're so fucking tight," he growled, inserting his fingers in Eijun's mouth.

Eijun sucked on them hungrily, saliva dripping from his lips. He wasn't supposed to be enjoying this. "I'm so… horny… you're so big, too…"

Miyuki gave him another sharp thrust. "Who's daddy?"

"Are you out of your mind? I'll never answer that stupid question— ah, fuck yes!"

The bespectacled man sucked on his neck as he played with the younger male's nipple, twisting it between his fingertips. "You like that, don't you? You horny little slut." His fingers moved lower, lower to his twitching shaft.

Eijun gasped as Miyuki's fingers gingerly ran up and down his crotch, fondling with his hard balls occasionally. This was killing him. He squeezed his eyes shut in pleasure as he grinded against Miyuki's palm, seeking friction to further excite himself. Small amounts of pre-cum were leaking from the tip, making him shiver as they slowly glided down his balls and onto the bed.

Miyuki smirked. Seeing the brunette crumble underneath him was a marvelous sight to behold. Covered in sweat, bite marks and saliva. He leaned down and asked once more, "Who's daddy, damn it? You want this, don't you?" He rubbed Eijun's ass and then spanked it, earning a scream. He spanked his ass three more times and pulled on his hair until Eijun shouted, "You! Fuck!"

Another spank. "Who's daddy?!"

"You're daddy, Kazuyaaa! Ah!"

"Oh, you called me by my first name. That's nice."

Eijun grimaced in pain. "I w-wonder how red my ass is now."

"Very red. Trust me." Miyuki pulled out for a second and flipped Eijun onto his back, straddling him. He stared dead into his vibrant golden eyes, a sultry look on his face. "I want to make you cum. Harder than you ever have before."

The younger male rolled his eyes. "I'd like to see you try."

Taking that as an offense, Miyuki shoved his erection back into Eijun's entrance and forcefully thrusted his hips back and forth.

Eijun's insides trembled madly as the large and thick object in him pounded against his ass, sweet sounds of sweaty skin smacking filling the air. Miyuki pulled Eijun's head up and trapped his lips into a vicious, open-mouthed kiss. He licked and bit his bottom lip, noticing that Eijun clenched around his cock. 'Damn, that was hot,' he thought, sucking on Eijun's tongue hungrily. He wanted more of his sexy body.

"Fucking God, yes, Kazuya! Kazuya, yes, yes, yes! Ngh! Ah! Ah!" Eijun yelled as Miyuki twisted his hips and his cock at the same time. He was a screaming mess, his eyes glossy with tears of happiness. He pushed along with Miyuki's thrusts, their lower bodies clashing upon contact. Sticky and warm, just the way they liked it.

"You've fucked like an endless amount of guys, but you're still tight like this," Miyuki mumbled in a husky tone, nibbling on Eijun's collarbone.

Eijun shrugged. "I mean, none of them h-had a big, fat cock like yours and such sexy movements l-l-like yours, so I guess it makes… AHHH, FUCK!" He tensed as the bespectacled man suddenly slammed into his prostate, his mouth wide open in shock. "No one has ever hit my spot like that before…"

The hitman sneered, readjusting his cock. "And I'll be the only one. Understand?" With that, he continued to slam into Eijun's sweet spot with determination to make him cum as hard as possible.

The young mastermind felt his vision cloud as bolts of pleasure endlessly shot through his body. He moaned louder as he felt himself reaching his climax, his sensitive thighs quivering. "K-Kazuya… I'm cumming! I'm cumming! It's coming! Hurry! Ngh! Ah, ah, ah! I'm cumming— AHHH FUCK!"

Eijun shouted as his insides clamped down on Miyuki's shaft and cum shot from his member, landing on Miyuki's chest.

Miyuki groaned as he came inside the latter, hot and steamy semen settling deep inside. He ran his fingers along his chest and seductively licked the brunette's load, sticking out his tongue. He laid on top of Eijun and laughed softly. "Admit it. That was the best sex you've ever had."

Eijun regained his composure and caressed the older man's back, sighing at the warm feeling of semen inside him. "You piece of shit," he whispered, out of breath. "I w-wasn't supposed to enjoy this."

"Heh? Why not?"

"Because! It's weird! You're trying to kill me and I'm trying to save my own life! Why are we on the same bed?!"

Miyuki kissed the brunette's neck and chin, chuckling. "That makes sense. But why don't we set our differences aside and enjoy ourselves while this moment lasts? Besides, I know you want some more–"

"Mou, shut up!"

"I destroyed that ass and you know it."

Eijun blushed heavily. "This is so not like me. Where did all my fierceness go? How did this happen? I completely forgot."

"Let's not worry about that right now. What really matters is how the hell I'm going to explain to Kuramochi why I came back so late."

The younger male pouted. "Who said you had to go back in the first place?"

"Aww, you want me to stay~"

"I never said that! Stop jumping to conclusions, you devil!"

The assassin sighed as he found the strength to get up and rub his eyes. "Sorry, but I really gotta go. I'd stay over if I could, but I probably have more people to kill. It's a tiring job, haha."

Eijun covered his chest with blankets as he watched Miyuki put on a towel and head to the bathroom. "I'll find you a shirt and some boxers to wear while you shower, okay?"

"Mm. Thanks."

The door closed.

Making sure Miyuki was out of earshot, the brunette reached under the bed to retrieve his phone. He knew it was ringing, even though he put it on silent the entire time. Exhaling shakily, he slid the answer icon. "W-What the hell do you want? I was busy having fun."

"Stop fucking around with that guy," the person on the opposite line stressed. "He's out to kill you. He doesn't really love you."

"How would you know? You don't know h-him like that."

"How many times have you slept with people who tried to kill you?"

A sigh. "Millions."

"Exactly. Don't you dare fall for his tricks. He's a smart one, but you're smarter and quicker. Kill him before he kills you. Or else you'll be in huge trouble."

Eijun hung up and rolled to the side of the bed, blankly staring at the carpeted floor as he gritted his teeth. "Damn it…"