When the first rays of sunlight warmed his face, Akechi's eyes fluttered open. Dawn arrived sooner than he liked, but he took a few moments to enjoy the comfortable position he was in. The room was filled with silence, with the exception of his own steady breathing. Actually, his own and one other person's. The brunet slowly looked over his shoulder, only to be met with the sight of a peacefully sleeping Akira, who was ever so gently holding him in his arms. Akechi could feel his back pressed against Akira's bare chest, which soon made him come to the realization that they were both stark naked. After that, it didn't take him long to recall the eventful night they shared.
The boy felt his face becoming a bit hotter the more details were starting to surface. Even though it had become a regular occurrence since they started going out, he could never get used it. It was like every romantic or wild night they shared was their first. It always felt special, and he always felt a little embarrassed afterwards. He did believe Akira liked that side of him though, as he had a habit of calling him cute whenever his cheeks turned rosy. In all honesty, he wanted nothing more than to take full advantage of this blissful morning by sleeping in a bit, all snuggled up in his lover's arms. Unfortunately, he didn't have that kind of luxury.
Being careful not to break Akira's hold on him, Akechi reached out for his phone on the nightstand. A disappointed sigh escaped his lips when he saw that his alarm would go off in just a few minutes. It couldn't be helped… Duty calls.
''Akira…'' He gently shook the arm that was keeping his naked body in place, which he swore only tightened its grip as he tried to wake him. ''Wake up, Akira. We need to get up.''
The student grunted in annoyance and frowned as he was still half asleep. In the end, he finally blinked himself awake as well. His own tired grey eyes met Akechi's brown ones and his mood instantly seemed to brighten up a bit. However, he was still quite grouchy.
''I'm comfortable…'' he murmured while pressing his lover tighter against his body, to which the other chuckled.
''As am I, but we both have places to be. The station needs me and your entrance exams are coming up,'' Akechi tried to rationalize, trying to push his arm away, but not seeming to put in any real effort. Just when he created enough space to move a bit, Akira rewrapped his arm around his lover and pulled him back in place. He paid no mind to the soft gasp that followed the action and moved in closer until his lips lightly pressed against the brunet's ear.
''I'm at the top of my class and you've worked harder than any other person at the station.'' Akira gently brushed his lips lower to the side of his neck, feeling Akechi shudder as he did so. Akira looked up from under his long lashes, to see the tips of his lover's ears turn red a little. ''Let's stay in just this once. We don't have to leave the bed today…'' His breath tickled Akechi's neck as he spoke.
Akira's eyes closed while he leaned in to kiss his neck seductively, leaving a trail of open-mouthed kisses to the areas he knew the young detective was most sensitive. Akechi was clearly weak to this attack and all of his body language gave it away. He was unable to stop himself from humming and making soft moans of pleasure, all the while leaning into the touch as if he was completely surrendering himself to it. Akira's kisses were something else entirely. They always started off sweet, even a bit ticklish, but they would grow more intense overtime. Akira knew exactly how Akechi liked to be touched and he totally abused his power over him. Even though it tortured him, Akechi was forced to pull away from the sweet kisses while they were still gentle. He knew he couldn't refuse him if he went too far.
''You're still not satisfied after a whole night?'' he asked him with a rather embarrassed smile, even averting his eyes while he spoke. Akira only grinned at his bashful behavior.
''How can I be satisfied when I wake up with you after an amazing night?''
Akechi didn't react to this, but Akira could feel his heart beating louder against the palm of his hand. Though Akechi would never admit it, Akira knew he loved it when he made him feel wanted. After all, he had been unwanted his entire life, until Akira became a part of it.
After Akechi more or less regained his composure, he got up for real this time, making Akira groan in disappointment. From his position on the bed, he lazily watched Akechi from behind and admired his every curve. Contrary to Akira's body, Akechi was much more delicate due to the lack in exercise. However, his backside was so round and juicy, he could never help but to sink his teeth into it. Yesterday was no exception. Akira grinned to himself at the sight of several bitemarks on his buttocks, some more obvious than others, but none of them looking particularly painful. After all, he never wished to harm his sweet boyfriend.
Akira sighed softly. Lately it seemed like he was getting more possessive, but he just couldn't help himself. He was infatuated with Akechi. He was on his mind 24/7 and while he wanted to love him always, he couldn't help but want to tease him sometimes as well. He wanted to be the one to make Akechi lose his mind, to make him yearn for him even when the situation didn't call for it. Oh, how he would love to break that cool, collected exterior of his to reveal his real desires.
And just like that, he came up with an idea.
Akira had done some online shopping to spice up their nightly routines, but since he was so riled up last night, he completely forgot about it. However, it could still prove to be very useful even outside the bedroom. Just the thought of it nearly made him lose it, but he had to remain patient the rest of the day. He had to go to school and behave himself. If Akechi would do the same.
While Akechi was browsing through his outfits, a pair of arms suddenly hugged him from behind. ''Wait, don't get dressed yet,'' Akira said with a grin before stubbornly dragging him back to the bed, much to Akechi's surprise. Before he could even think about struggling against it, he was pushed back onto the mattress while Akira rummaged through something underneath the bed. Moments later, he retrieved a small object that Akechi couldn't identify. It looked a bit like an egg, but it had a bright pink color and a small string was attached to it. His sweet, innocent brain could not figure out the purpose of it, but he didn't have long to ponder over it anyway as Akira proceeded to grab one of his legs and push it up to his chest. Akechi gasped in response, his cheekbones coloring pink when he felt cold air directly stroking his entrance, which was completely exposed for Akira's eyes to admire.
''I-I'm really not going to do anything with you right-''
''I know, I know. I won't do anything,'' Akira promised, but his grin didn't disappear. If anything, it only grew bigger while his eyes were clearly glimmering mischievously. Akechi could practically read all the naughty thoughts he was having right now. ''I just got you a present and I want you to wear it right now.''
Before Akechi could question it, Akira stuck two of his fingers in his own mouth and made sure to make them nice and wet before pressing them against his entrance, making the other jolt at the touch. At first, he just rubbed them against it, prodding his rim teasingly and creating a squishy, wet sound as he did so. Akechi lightly dug his nails into the bed sheets in an attempt to stop himself from making sounds, to no avail. Soft moans slipped past his lips and he would bite his lower lip after each one. His hole was still a bit red and swollen from yesterday, making it extra sensitive to the touch now, even though Akira wasn't actually entering him. He only massaged him a bit until his rim was nice and wet. When he stopped, Akechi was definitely disappointed despite his best efforts to hide it, but he didn't have to be for much longer. Akira took the egg-shaped object and pressed it against his rim, slowly opening him up by pushing it in further. Akechi trembled slightly when he felt the foreign object enter him, going deeper and deeper until it hit a certain point inside him that made him jerk his body and let out a moan louder than the previous ones. That's when Akira stopped and retrieved his fingers, leaving the object inside of him.
Akechi was certain at one point that Akira would break his promise and have his way with him, but this just left him confused and wondering. Still a bit timid, he looked at his lover who let go of his leg. ''What… What did you put inside me?''
Akira hovered over the other, pinning him between his arms while smiling a seemingly innocent smile. ''A gift,'' he answered casually before going in for a soft kiss, then pulling away from him and reluctantly getting up from the bed. ''Be sure to wear it all day.''
Akechi's eyes widened in disbelief and he instantly shot up from his position. ''What?! You expect me to go to work like this?''
''I don't just expect you to, I know you will,'' Akira replied confidently with a mischievous grin while gathering his clothes from the floor. Akechi couldn't believe what he was hearing. Rather than seeming mad, he just seemed in complete shock. Akira was a lot more demanding than usual. He even put a weird object inside of him and expected him to walk around all day like nothing was going on. What kind of weird fetish was this?
''Are you… out of your mind?'' he asked him with a frown and his face burning all the way up to his ears. Akechi forced himself out of bed as well, feeling the object stir inside of him when he did, which resulted in a small whimper. It was pressing directly against his prostate. Akira knew what he was doing when he placed it there.
''I can't… go around like this. I have a high rank in law enforcement. I can't be playing around and I certainly can't make any mistakes,'' he tried to protest, which proved to be difficult in this position.
Akira came up to him and cupped both of his cheeks in his hands, offering him a smile that was almost too innocent. ''Don't worry, I believe in you,'' he encouraged him, ''As a detective, you must have had many distractions along the way. Something as trivial as this couldn't possibly stop you from doing your job.''
Akechi looked absolutely dumbfounded while Akira pressed another soft kiss against his lips. How did he seem so cool under all this? He never expected someone as quiet as Akira to have such racy thoughts. Moreover, he never expected to cooperate with them! If he really didn't want to do this, how easy was it to just pull it out and go on with his day? He shouldn't want to go along with this. He couldn't risk the quality of performance on his job, and yet…
Akechi averted his lover's eyes, seeming deep in thought while in actuality Akira knew he was just giving himself a stern lecture in his head. Akechi was obviously conflicted between his desires and his rational thoughts. Akira was already enjoying this. He gently took Akechi's chin in his hand, tilting it so their eyes would meet before he flashed him a cheeky grin and whispered to him.
''If you listen to me well and keep it in all day, I'll give you a reward tonight…''
His bittersweet voice sent chills down his spine. Excitement coursed through his body at the mention of a reward. If he just kept it in all day, he would be rewarded?
Despite his best efforts to hide it, Akira could tell this piqued his interest. Akechi had become more and more submissive over the past few weeks. Much to Akira's surprise, he discovered some rather kinky sides to Akechi, like his strong desire to please Akira in any way he could. Akira was just experimenting how far he could go before his demands would be too absurd for his lover, but for now he hadn't discovered those boundaries yet. Adding a reward every time Akechi obeyed him only made things more interesting for both of them.
Akechi averted his eyes from Akira's once more in embarrassment before he answered with a huff. ''F-Fine…'' he murmured. He could sense Akira smirking from ear to ear without even having to look at him. It almost seemed like he knew something Akechi didn't… But this seemed reasonable for now. It would prove to be challenging, but he could probably endure it for a few hours. Besides, no one would even know. If he acted strange, he could just play it off as feeling unwell. He could definitely endure it just until tonight.
On that note, the couple finally got themselves dressed and readied themselves for their day. Akira dressed himself in his school uniform and Akechi put on his usual attire, fixing his tie with his lover's help. Whenever Akira was over at his place, the two would eat breakfast together as Akechi tended to be negligent in that area. Since Akechi was still improving himself on his cooking skills and they were running late, Akira made something for them on a whim, but it turned out pretty good. After both of them were done, they headed toward the train station together. Akechi's train came first. However, before he could get in, he felt a grip on his arm.
''Aren't you forgetting something?'' Akira grinned suggestively and enjoyed the sight of his boyfriend frantically looking around for familiar faces. Seeing that there were none, he gazed back at his lover with a timid look before going in for a quick, but gentle, kiss. Akira seemed more than pleased with it and then let Akechi board the train, telling him to be careful on his way.
As soon as the train departed, Akira cautiously retrieved something from his pocket. He looked down at what appeared to be a remote in his hands and his lips instantly curled into a wide grin. ''This should be fun…''
Phones were ringing left and right. The office was filled with the usual chaos of people chattering, discussing the progress of their current case, and the typing sounds on keyboards. Every single desk was covered in files, it was nearly impossible to keep them apart anymore. Akechi's desk was no exception. There was lukewarm coffee at the far end of his desk to keep it from spilling while the young detective studied a few photographs, all the while shifting in his seat. At some point, a shaky sigh left his lips while he pressed his fingers against his forehead, clearly appearing distressed.
How can I possibly concentrate with that… thing pressing against me?
He was at least thankful for the fact that he had no interviews today. He was just getting started on a new case and for now they had to piece the information together they had gathered, so he was forced to sit an entire day at his desk. Normally he hated that, but today it worked out pretty well. He couldn't bear the embarrassment of people finding out what was really going on with him.
The walk from the train station to the police station was rather… uncomfortable. With every step he took, he could feel the object shift inside of him, continuously pressing against his prostate. It was annoying because it wasn't enough… It wasn't big enough to gain real pleasure from it, but it wasn't small enough to not feel anything at all. And every time it created friction inside of him, he just wanted to touch himself a little more inside… But now that he was sitting, it wasn't as uncomfortable. He could still feel it poking him, but once he found a comfortable position to sit in, he could delude himself for a few moments that nothing was wrong.
Every time people passed him, they would give him a second glance whenever he seemed agitated, but he would quickly cover it up by offering them a friendly smile. Only one person so far had asked him if anything was the matter, to which he replied that it was just a stomachache.
He had been here for two hours already and gotten nowhere which his current investigation… The brunet sighed deeply and shook his head, forcing himself to concentrate once more. If he could just study the profiles of the suspects and read their alibis once more, he might just be able to-
Click.
A faint whirring sound could be made out if listening close enough, but Akechi's thoughts were far, far more occupied with the physical effect it had on him. His eyes shot wide open and he nearly jumped out of his chair.
''A-Ah!''
A couple of eyes instantly turned to his direction in the office while Akechi clasped a hand over his mouth and lowered his head to shield his bright red face from his colleagues. What… What was going on? What was this?
The object, it's… it's vibrating inside me…!
Then for a moment it stopped, but Akechi was foolish to think he had time to recover from the shock as it soon started again. The boy shuddered in response to it and let out another surprised moan that was higher in pitch than he liked. He clutched his hands to his chest in a desperate attempt to keep his voice in. It wasn't long until he felt a concerned hand on his shoulder, to which he flinched on instinct.
''Akechi-kun, are you all right? Are you in pain?'' One of his female co-workers gave him a worried look. Akechi tried to gather the strength to look the woman in the eyes and deny that something was wrong, but he couldn't. His face was a complete giveaway, he couldn't bear to look at anyone right now.
''I-I'm fine!'' he insisted with a strained voice, smiling a rather painful smile. ''I-I just saw a… haa… spider, on my desk. Could you, um… g-get me a glass of water?'' He cut the conversation short to just get her to leave already. There was no way he could hide the truth if everyone kept staring at him like that.
As soon as she left and the others returned their focus to their work, Akechi slowly breathed out through pursed lips with a desperate look in his eyes. What was going on? Was he responsible for this? Akira? That bastard… So this was his plan. Just having an object inside of him sounded a bit too easy, but he never could have anticipated this. Was he really… controlling this thing from the classroom? Akechi could only imagine how pleased that idiot looked with himself right now. Was he even aware of just how many people Akechi was surrounded by? One slip-up and he would be branded as the pervert of the department. Nobody would want to work with someone as disgusting as him, and yet… the possibility of getting caught was a thrill to him.
Something must be wrong with me… I can't possibly be enjoying this…!
The egg continuously vibrated directly against Akechi's prostate, forcing him to bite down on his lip to keep down the noises he was making. At the same time he moved uncomfortably in his chair, scooting up to the edge and pressing himself down on it in hopes of increasing the friction, of course to no avail. This low amount of friction he received was insane… But he had to keep going. He wasn't even halfway through his day yet. He had no choice but to force himself to focus while dealing with the vibrator making love to his insides. Surely Akira didn't intend to keep up with this for very long.
Oh, how wrong he had been. Another two whole hours passed since then and Akira was having the time of his life switching that blasted thing on and off. Sometimes he would turn it off for a longer time, making Akechi think that it was finally over before he would turn it on again. Obviously, he caught the attention of his colleagues on several occasions whenever he squeaked underneath his breath or when he pretended to clutch his stomach when really he was just trying to hide his growing arousal in his pants.
At this point, Akechi was nearly in tears. His face was beet red and never before had his clothes felt so restricting as they did now. His body was scorching hot and his pants were tightly hugging his awkward boner. Moreover, he looked like a cat in heat whenever he pressed down and tried to rub himself against his chair. It was complete and utter torture. He was a hot and panting mess. He was honestly surprised no one had even figured him out yet, but he was thankful for it.
At one point he considered rubbing one out quickly in the restroom and he would have done that if it wasn't for the message he received from Akira about an hour ago. 'Don't even think about touching yourself,' it said, much to Akechi's frustration.
The situation could be easily solved if Akechi would just rebel against Akira's orders. After all, Akira never forced him to do this. Besides, if Akechi would take it out now and put it back in later, there was no way Akira would ever know. He didn't have to go along with this, but…
''I want to obey him…'' he murmured to himself, sending an excited shiver up his spine. Yes, the thought of obeying his every order was such a turn-on to him, he didn't even know how to explain it. He thrived on being dominated by Akira. He loved it when he was being gentle on him, but there were times where he wanted to be forced into submission. And when there was a reward or punishment on the line, it only made it even more exciting.
Akechi's breath had become shaky. He slowly rubbed himself through his pants and moaned under his breath at the touch, but quickly stopped himself from doing it any more.
I have to focus somehow… Just a few more hours. I have to… get through this…
''Akechi-kun.''
The sudden deep voice from behind him made him jump a bit. One of the higher-ups was standing behind him with a binder in his hands.
''Apologies for the late notice, but we have decided to hold an emergency meeting regarding the Nakamura-case.''
The color visibly drained from Akechi's face at the sudden announcement. ''Right now?'' he asked, pure panic dripping from his lips as he said so. ''But I… I-I'm not prepared enough to-''
''It's not a big deal. We just want to get the facts straight and discuss our progress. The parents demand to know where we are on the case, so it needs to be now so we can update them as soon as possible. I'm sorry, but I need you to join us right now.''
With that, he left Akechi in a state of panic at his desk. His widened eyes scanned frantically across his desk while his trembling hands collected all the data he needed for this sudden meeting. Any other day would have been fine for him, so why now? He couldn't do it… They would notice for sure. He wasn't sure how long this meeting would last, but he suspected it shouldn't take longer than twenty minutes or so. If only Akira would just turn it off during that time… He had to. Akechi hastily fished his phone from his pocket after collecting the documents and opened his chat with Akira. Adrenaline was rushing through his body due to his nerves and the vibrator still persistently pleasuring his insides. His fingers were trembling as he tried to convey a clear, short message to his lover, but his name was called once again when he was halfway through typing up his message. His superior caught him on his phone and scolded him, telling him to hurry up. Akechi had no choice but to abandon his final message and to follow the man into the meeting room, with no hope of Akira understanding his current situation.
The meeting was shortly in session. There were around eight people present from different departments who were all involved with the case. Just like what was mentioned earlier, the meeting's main purpose was to go over the case once more and to share the current findings, which were not much at this point in the investigation.
All the voices sounded like distant conversations to Akechi. He felt like he was at his limit. At his desk it was easy to avoid eye contact, but now that was definitely not an option. He had to look everyone in the eye, but only understood certain words from full sentences and nodded along with everything that was said. It was impossible to concentrate when he could actually feel his entrance throbbing. It was impossible to think about anything other than how badly he wanted to go home, to Akira and beg him to make a mess out of him.
Akechi bit down on his lower lip while a blush dusted across his cheekbones, imagining the handsome student touching him everywhere. He imagined his hands wandering across his chest, teasing his nipples with his fingers while taking him from behind. He wanted to feel his lips on his neck while stroking his arousal, pushing him over the edge again and again. He wanted to be freed from this insanity. He needed Akira to be buried deep inside of him, to plunge into him relentlessly with his thick, hard-
''Akechi-kun?''
The boy gasped in surprise when he was brutally ripped away from his erotic thoughts. All eyes were on him, suggesting that his name may have been called a few times already. The blush spread all the way to his ears. What was he thinking about during a meeting with eight other people? He needed to get it together.
''Suzuki-san just mentioned she has interviewed the three prime suspects of the murder investigation. The reports have been forwarded to you yesterday. Did you find anything unusual in them?''
''Ah, well…'' Akechi tightly gripped the edge of the table as he desperately tried to compose himself. It really was his turn to speak now, he couldn't avoid this… Another shaky breath escaped him while he forced himself to stand on his weak legs. He could feel the anticipation of each and every one of his colleagues, all eyes on him as they eagerly awaited his statement. The vibrations were even worse when he was standing like this, but he tried to ignore it to the best of his abilities and provide the team with some new info.
''I-I can't say that I have a solid lead yet. So far, all of their alibis seem to check out. However, I- Mm!'' His body jerked slightly in response to the vibrations. His knees were buckling under his own weight, so much that he had to hold onto the table with one hand to prevent himself from collapsing right then and there.
''I did… find something interesting on Aoki Yamamoto. He… He, aah…'' Akechi clenched his fist hard and forced himself to carry on. ''He apparently went to, um… the s-same school as the victim before he- Ngh! B-Before he transferred schools due to… due to extreme cases of bullying…''
''So you're saying they were acquainted?'' one of the men asked, who seemed to be the only one unbothered by Akechi's stammering while the other attendants exchanged questioning glances among each other. The poor detective praised the heavens that his jacket barely fell over his hips, which was the only thing shielding everyone's eyes from the obvious bulge in his pants.
''Th-That seems like a likely possibility. However, we couldn't quite m-make him talk about that part of his life-''
Just when it seemed like things couldn't possibly get any worse for him, Akechi was only now confronted with a horrifying realization: the vibrator had higher intensities. And Akira, sitting unbothered in his classroom, decided this would be the perfect time to test those out.
Intense vibrations coursed through his body. His needy insides hugged tightly around the egg which resulted in both pain and pleasure like he had never felt before. These were the strong vibrations he had longed for all day, but couldn't get until now. Now of all times!
His superior carried on with his questioning, completely oblivious to what was happening right before his eyes. ''Have you tried speaking to his relatives? Perhaps they can provide you with the info your need.''
Akechi could barely understand a word he said. He was too busy trying to drown out the whirring noise inside of him by clenching his buttocks together, but naturally that only created more friction and thus made it harder to hold back his voice. Gods, he wanted to scream right now. He so desperately wanted to relieve himself and the inability to do so had him on the verge of tears. He wanted to run away. He didn't care about this stupid meeting anymore, he just wanted to leave and take care of himself. No… He wanted Akira to take care of him.
''N-No, no, we have not… y-yet reached out to them…'' he managed to choke out, buckling his knees inwards as he slowly felt his strength leaving his body.
''Would you agree that is your next course of action?''
''Yes…'' Akechi suddenly clasped a hand over his mouth and squeezed his eyes shut. ''Oh my God, yes…''
At last, the man on the opposite side of the table seemed to notice his strange behavior and frowned at the young man who seemed like he could pass out any moment. The rest of the attendants were long aware of his strange behavior, but nobody seemed to understand what was going on.
''Akechi-kun…? Are you all right?''
The intensity picked up even further until it had reached its maximum potential, making Akechi drop all the files from his hands, scattering them all over the floor. At this point he was internally screaming and his body made involuntary jerk motions.
No… No more…! I-I can't…!
''Y-Yes, sir, it's just… s-such a good plan…! It's amazing… It's so good…''
His voice became more high-pitched when he felt the feeling of sweet relief approaching him. Tears had gathered in the corners of his eyes, hand still clasped over his mouth to silence himself. With one final clench of his insides, it came to him. The brunet trembled all over while his legs finally gave out, making him collapse to the floor. While he heard faint worried voices calling out his name, he felt his crotch area becoming wet and sticky. It felt like a good few seconds passed before he completely relieved himself in his underwear. It would have left a very noticeable stain on his front if his pants weren't black. As if on cue, the vibrations immediately came to an end as well, finally allowing the poor detective to catch his breath. At least he could have if it weren't for his colleagues gathering around him in a circle.
Akechi was panting loudly and his eyes were half closed when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
''Akechi-kun! What's the matter?!''
''I've never seen anyone so red before. He must be burning with a fever. We need medical assistance!''
Akechi quickly shook his head once he more or less caught his breath and had some sense knocked back into him.
''No…! That's not necessary, please. I've just been feeling a bit under the weather lately. I'm sorry to have worried you…'' he apologized softly. Once he felt his strength coming back to him, he slowly forced himself back onto his feet with the help of two of his colleagues. Then he forced himself a smile. ''Truly, I'm okay now.''
''Well, you certainly don't look it… Please just go home for today. We will reschedule the meeting to a later date. We can't have our detective be overworked.''
While Akechi would normally object to the idea, this time he was beyond relieved to hear that. He didn't want to spend one more moment here. He bet it wouldn't be long before Akira would switch that thing on again and he couldn't imagine being tortured like that a moment longer. So without bothering to be modest about it, he took his superior up on that offer and hurried himself over to his desk where he would collect his belongings to take home.
With every step he took, he could hear squishy sounds coming from his underwear while feeling the sticky mess clinging to his crotch area. It felt disgusting and he kept worrying that other people might notice, but luckily the stain didn't seep all the way through his pants.
As soon as he stepped outside the building, he immediately reached for his phone while awkwardly walking over to the train station. People were only giving him funny looks because of the way he walked, but it still made Akechi feel self-conscious. He didn't waste another moment to call up the cause of his suffering and it didn't take long for him to answer either.
''Hello?'' he heard on the other side of the line. Akechi didn't bother greeting him.
''Come home,'' he demanded, followed by a brief silence. Akechi swore he could hear Akira snicker on the other side. That bastard really was enjoying this. Judging from Akechi's tone of voice, he could probably more or less guess what happened to him.
''I'm still at school,'' he then responded.
''You have no idea what you put me through.'' Akechi gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the phone. ''I think it's more than reasonable for you to listen to at least one of my requests.''
''Ah, but these classes are very important. We're covering stuff that will appear on the entrance exams. You told me yourself how important it is to attend those lessons.''
Akechi groaned, not expecting his own words to come and bite him in the ass. However, he didn't care enough to let it get to him.
''I'm sure you will be fine, you'll have plenty of time to study, just… just come home already!'' Rather than sounding demanding, the desperation in his voice was clear as day.
This time, Akira didn't bother to hide his chuckle. There was a silence at the other end of the line, making Akechi wonder what was the holdup. That question was soon answered when he felt the egg starting to vibrate again at a medium intensity. A surprised moan ripped from his throat. He instantly stopped in his tracks and covered his mouth with his hand. Hearing Akira chuckle on the other end made him blush a bright shade of red.
''Someone sure is eager,'' he teased him. Akechi could vividly envision his lover grinning from ear to ear right now. ''But you're being very unreasonable, Goro. It's never okay to encourage a student to ditch school, you know.''
Akechi could feel his blood boil in his veins. The nerve of this guy…!
''You will just have to be patient. I have one more class left, so I should reach your place in about two hours, all things considered.''
His reddish brown eyes widened in disbelief. ''Two hours?! After all that, there's no way I can hold back another-''
His protest was rudely interrupted by his lover. ''Oh, gotta go now. The teacher is calling for me. I will see you soon, okay?''
''Akira, don't you dare-!''
''Oh, and don't forget what I told you.'' Akira's voice suddenly grew stern and deep, sending shivers down his spine upon hearing the reminder. ''No touching yourself.''
With that final warning Akira hung up the phone, leaving Akechi completely dumbfounded in the middle of the street. He never knew Akira had a sadistic side to him. Two whole hours… How could he possibly endure that without touching himself or losing his mind?
Akechi flinched when the vibrator started to whirr inside of him again and he was forced to deal with it all the way over to the train station and then the terribly uncomfortable ride and walk home.
After a long day of not paying attention in class and instead playing with his newest toy, Akira finally retired for the day. Honestly, he was sad that he had to miss out on all the fun. While he knew Akechi had obeyed his order all day long, it was still difficult to anticipate the right timing of turning it on or increasing the intensity. After all, he was trying to build it up slowly so that Akechi would yearn for his orgasm. He wanted to tease him relentlessly, to make sure that he was the only thing on his mind all day. He wanted to see him beg to be taken by him.
However, his last request might have been a bit over the top. Akechi sounded exhausted on the phone, but still like a horny mess. He must have really made him lose his mind. The odds of Akechi obeying him the last two hours were slim. Akira could believe him riding the train home with that egg still torturing his insides, but he reckoned the moment he got home, he was just pleasuring himself to his heart's content. And honestly, he couldn't blame him for that. Perhaps asking him to wait for Akira to finish class was a bit too much to ask…
At last, the boy reached his lover's apartment. As he expected, it was unlocked since Akechi was expecting his arrival. However, as soon as he closed the door behind him, he could hear faint footsteps that were gradually becoming louder, clearly heading his way. And out of all the scenarios he pictured, he was not mentally prepared to see a half-naked Akechi storming over to him and basically throwing himself in his arms, wasting absolutely no time to lock their lips in a passionate kiss.
His grey eyes widened in shock while their tongues found each other and eagerly intertwined. Akechi was clinging onto him for dear life, but if it wasn't for Akira holding him up, he would collapse right on the ground as his legs had basically become jelly.
After a few moments, Akira broke the kiss as Akechi seemed to have no intention of stopping on his own. When he did a double-take on him, he finally saw what a hot mess he was. Akechi's face was flushed bright red, his hair was in disarray and his naked upper body was glimmering in sweat. The brunet gritted his teeth at Akira's slow reaction.
''Turn it off already…!'' he practically begged him. It took Akira a moment to understand what he was talking about.
''Oh, right. I forgot it was still on,'' he replied with a sheepish grin before clicking the remote inside his pants pocket. The faint whirring noise disappeared and Akechi collapsed right at Akira's feet. His whole body was trembling when Akira kneeled down in front of him. Akechi was wearing nothing but his underwear. A new pair, since the others were soaked, but this one already had a stain as well, created by pre-cum.
''Did you… really not touch yourself?'' Akira asked in utter disbelief.
Akechi looked up at him through glassy eyes. It was rather obvious that he spent hours holding back tears of desperation. ''That's what you wanted, right?'' he replied.
''I just… I didn't expect you'd actually listen. It sounded like you've been through quite an ordeal.''
Akechi furrowed his brows together while lowering his gaze. ''Thanks to you…'' he murmured under his breath. However, it didn't take long for him to change his tone, almost as if he was afraid of Akira denying any more of his wishes. When he looked back up at him, Akira completely melted at the sight of him pouting. The poor detective looked like he could burst out in tears any moment while he desperately tried to convey a message.
''I know you said there would be a reward for me tonight, but… p-please, I can't take anymore…'' Akechi sniffled while digging his nails into Akira's pants. It was difficult not to feel sympathy for him when he was actually begging for him. ''Taking off my clothes was the first thing I did when I returned. The restriction was so painful… I have been screaming into a pillow for the past hour because you wouldn't let me touch myself, but that thing was still on… I can't take it anymore… Please don't tease me anymore, just… just…!''
Upon seeing him struggle to say what he actually wanted, Akira put him out of his misery by pulling the boy in for a gentle hug. It was rather obvious what he wanted after being tortured by such a small vibrator. Akechi wasn't great at voicing his desires, so Akira helped him out a little.
''I understand… Don't worry, I'll give you what you want.'' A warm smile spread across his face while gently stroking Akechi's long brown locks. From where his face was buried against his chest, he could hear his lover sniffling again. Akira gently took his chin in his hand and gazed lovingly at his boyfriend before pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Then he scooped him up in his arms, earning a surprised squeak from him, while he got up from the floor.
''Let's go to the bedroom. You deserve some real pleasure now.'' Akira gently pressed a kiss to his forehead. ''You've done well today. I'm proud of you,'' he praised him with a smile, to which Akechi quickly averted his eyes out of embarrassment. Akira then carried him into the bedroom and gently laid him on the bed. He could see those brown eyes overflowing with joy and relief when he was finally put out of his misery. At last, Akira granted his wish.
By the time they were done, both of them had turned into a hot, sweaty mess. Akira had been yearning for this moment as much as Akechi had. As always, it was incredible… But due to everything he had to endure today, Akechi was able to appreciate this moment even more than usual. Akira really did live up to his promise: making him come over and over again, making up for all those hours he couldn't.
Their hot breaths mixed together while they gazed at each other lovingly, Akira lying on top of his lover. He slipped his hand into Akechi's open palm and intertwined their fingers together. After catching their breath, they both leaned into each other at the same time and shared a long, gentle kiss. After that, Akira collapsed beside his lover and wrapped his arms around his frail body, pulling him close.
''So… did I go overboard?'' he asked Akechi, who also snaked his arms around him and rested his face against Akira's sweaty chest. The sound of his rapid heartbeat was nice to listen to.
''J-Just a little bit…'' Akechi replied. In all honesty, he did enjoy the thrill of almost getting caught. It was just unlucky that he couldn't text Akira before his meeting started. That really made it a bit too dangerous…
''Then, I will leave it up to you whenever you want to try it again,'' Akira told him, ''We should be more careful with this… I shouldn't have let you out like that without knowing what your day looked like. I'm sorry.''
Akechi gently squeezed Akira as if to say it was okay. ''Don't worry… It was a fun new experience.''
Akira's lips curled into another grin. ''I thought so too,'' he replied with a snicker. ''I was picturing your face all day, trying so hard to keep your cool. It must have been an amazing sight.''
He could slightly hear Akechi grumble under his breath before he peeked up from his current position. This time, he was the one to grin widely. ''Well, if it was so much fun to you, how about you try it next?''
Akira remained silent for a while before he returned the smirk, then slowly leaning in for a soft kiss and answering with a confident: ''Absolutely not.''