Chapter 7: The Recurring Annoyance
"Hey, Sato. What are you and Touka supposed to be?" Yuka suddenly asks.
"W-What?! That came from outta nowhere!" I exclaim, taken by surprise.
"I was deciding if I should bring it up in the car or wait until we got home so clearly my decision has been made. What's up with you and her?" She says.
"T-Touka and I are friends of course!" I answer.
"The way you two interact makes me think otherwise," she says.
"That's just how our friendship works out," I assure.
"Really? You clearly have a huge crush on her," she says.
"That's nonsense! I-I don't have a crush on Touka!" I blush.
"C'mon, it's super obvious that you do! Tell me the truth. I promise to keep it to myself," she says as I pull up to my house.
"Listen, it's complicated… especially right now with all this mess goin'—shit! Put your head down!" I abruptly shout, noticing the front door is cracked open.
"Did you see him just now?!" She questions, having ducked down in her seat.
"No, but the door is definitely open," I answer, unbuckling my seatbelt. "Stay in the car and don't come out until I text you," I say, getting out of the car.
"Gotcha," she says.
He's such a jackass for doing that! My lock better not be broken again!
Carefully entering my home, I quietly close the front door and luckily still can lock it.
Now where is he hiding?
Moving slowly, I stop by the potted plant and pull out my pistol from it, checking to make sure it's still loaded.
He didn't empty the bullets out this time.
Hearing the sound of footsteps and creaking wood from behind my person, I almost instantly swing my arm and aim my gun behind me, the large blade of a scythe stopping just short of decapitating me.
"Those reflexes of yours are still up to par yet still missing the mark you used to be at if I can get Jason's 13 this close to your throat," he critiques, chuckling.
"You don't usually sneak up on me from the stairs so I was only a little off guard but I guess that's what I should've expected coming from how you function, Rei… or as you prefer it, Juuzou," I say.
"C'mon! I dare ya to pull that trigger! I'm just itchin' for another fight with you!" He exclaims, pushing his forehead against the barrel of the gun.
"I'm not in the mood for your antics. You see that I'm well. Now go away," I sigh, lowering my pistol.
"So the last few times I showed up means you were in the mood then, huh?" He teases, lowering his quinque.
"Whatever. Leave me alone," I say.
"Why are you being such a bore this time, Satozaki? It's times like these that I wish you would let the real you take back over. After all, we both know he was much more entertaining," he says, trying to infuriate me.
"He's long gone. Like he should be," I say, facing him.
"What? Is Satozaki too scared to say Ki—," I shoot a bullet that barely misses him and hits the wall, cutting him off.
"Say that name and we're gonna have some big problems," I warn gravely, throwing the gun down for my own safety.
Damn it! Damn him!
"Oooh, that still touches a nerve? I let you say Rei but I can't say Ki—," he starts to say.
"Shut up!" I yell, getting angry.
"Now what would Rin say if she saw you flipping out like this?" He inquires, giggling.
My eyes widen at his mentioning of her.
"Keep her goddamn name out of your mouth!" I growl, stepping closer.
"Surely she'd be pretty disappointed in y—,"I interrupt him with my right fist decking him in the face, knocking him to the ground on his back.
Panting heavily, my fist trembles while I look down at him.
He would have dodged that if he really wanted to.
"Well, would you look at that? I knew it was a lie. He is still in you whether you like it or not!" He laughs excitedly, leaving his quinque on the floor while effortlessly standing up with blood trickling down the left side of his bottom lip.
…I'm losing control. Gotta rein it in.
Breathing deeply, I manage to calm myself down.
Sorry about that, Rin.
I'll keep trying to do better.
"Sorry, Juuzou… I lost my cool for a second there," I say.
"Maaan, it was just getting good too. If you didn't restrain yourself so much, you would possibly outclass me," he says, disappointed as he wipes the blood away.
"Truly a shame that I refuse to deliver what you want," I say sarcastically.
"Lucky for you, I didn't find anything interesting while searching your house. Now I just need to search your car so if you don't mind…," he says.
"I very much do mind actually. It's past time for you to be on your way," I say, grabbing his wrist.
"Oooh! That makes me only want to search it more!" He yanks his wrist from my grip and tries to rush to the door.
"Not on my watch!" We furiously grapple with me ultimately pinning him against the wall, both of us panting heavily while our eyes are locked. "Why… can't you just mind… your own damn busine—," he kisses my lips suddenly, cutting me off.
I pull away immediately.
"Now what fun would that be? Let's play, Sato," he mutters softly, biting his lip.
"I told you we need to stop doing this," I say.
"Maybe we do need to stop…," he says. "But do you really want to?" He questions in a lustful whisper, taking my glasses off and tossing them on the table.
Before I can answer, he pulls me into another kiss with his tongue invading my mouth.
Now in control, he pushes me towards and up against the arm of the couch.
Breaking the sloppy kiss, he quickly takes off his suspenders and unbuttons his white dress shirt to reveal his black sleeveless undershirt, dropping to his knees afterwards.
"It's my turn this time around," he undoes my pants, pulling my erecting member out.
Wasting no time, he takes me in his mouth.
"J-Juuzou," I grunt while he sucks me off, his eye contact unwavering.
"Funny. You didn't even really resist this time. Is that how bad you need to bust a nu—," he starts to say.
"Stop talking," I interject with a low groan, grabbing his head and pushing the rest of my member into his mouth.
I might as well get this over with at this point.
Grabbing onto my waist, he bobs his head faster while twirling his tongue.
Damn, he surprises me almost every time with how good he is.
"F-Fuck," I gasp, already nearing orgasm.
"You're gonna cum. Aren't you, Sato? Shoot that huge load out in my mouth like always," he says.
"H-Hah! Shit!" I exclaim as I climax.
Quickly pulling me out, he strokes a few more spurts out, letting me bust on his face too.
"Look at how thick it is. You're always so backed up," he comments, showing me his mouth before gulping it down.
Standing up, he takes a napkin out of his pocket and wipes off his face.
"There… you got… what you wanted," I breathe tiredly.
"Don't be silly. We both know it never ends there," he chuckles.
Tackling me over the armrest, we land on the couch with him on top of me, my phone falling out of my pocket and onto the floor.
"Juuzou, knock it off! I've got stuff to d—," he slams his lips back onto mine.
My phone starts ringing.
Shit, it's probably Yuka.
Grabbing his shoulders, I manage to pry my lips away.
"I… I really need to answer that," I pant heavily with saliva running down the corners of my mouth.
"I'm sure it can wait," he says, biting my neck and making me yelp.
"F-Fine. You win, Juuzou," I submit fully to his playtime.
"It's always only a matter of time with you," he says, letting me get off my back.
Discarding my shirt and jacket onto the floor, his dress shirt joins the pile after I pull it off.
Unbuckling his pants, I tug them down close to his knees along with his underwear, his erection springing out with plenty of precum already leaking out.
Picking him up, I make him straddle my lap, his knees bent with his hands on my shoulders while we resume making out.
My hands on his bare ass, I make him move his hips while I thrust to rub our dicks together, slicking them up in our precum.
Withdrawing my tongue from his, I pull his undershirt up with my teeth and bite his left nipple, watching him gasp and throw his head back in ecstasy.
Letting his nipple go, I raise him up out of my lap a little and lean forward, poking his asshole with the tip of my dick.
"Do it, Sato," he mutters longingly as he looks into my eyes.
Slowly pushing with my hips, we both groan as I penetrate him with ease.
Taking it steady, I start with extremely shallow thrusts, only giving him the tip.
"Don't be stingy, Sato. Give me more than just that," he whines.
"Beg for it then," I say.
"C'mon and put it all in me, Sato. I need your dick," he softly begs, slightly annoyed at my teasing. "Is that what you wanna hear—aaaahhhh!" He abruptly gasps loudly from me thrusting as deep as I can into him with no warning.
"Caught you off guard, didn't I?" I snicker, going back to grunting as I continue to thrust deep and hard.
"F-Faster, Sato!" He pleads amidst his rather feminine moaning and whimpering.
"Fuck, Rei," I pant with my left eye shut, moving my hips faster at his request.
Our bodies start to tremble as our hold on each other tightens, our climax fast approaching.
"C-C'mon, Sato! I'm gonna cum!"
"S-Same here!"
With the final push of my hips, we both exclaim, his dick spurting his hot load onto our stomachs and his rectum clamping down on my member as I bust deep inside him.
Breathing raggedly, our lips and tongues meet again, semen trailing down my shaft as we exhaustedly make out for a few more seconds.
Breaking the kiss, I pull out of him, jizz leaking from his gaping orifice.
"Feel better now that the pipe is unclogged?" He chuckles, grinning.
"Shut up, Juuzou. It was already unclogged," I roll my eyes, getting him out of my lap so I can stand up.
"Could've fooled me with how much of it came out," he teases as he pulls a couple more napkins from his pants pocket to clean himself off and hands me some to do the same.
"Whatever you say. How about you stop exaggerating your arousal when we both know it doesn't do that much for you?" I remark, putting my glasses back on and balling up the napkins.
The scars may have faded but the nerve damage is beyond repair.
"It certainly does a whole lot for you though, doesn't it?" He questions playfully, hugging me from behind with his arms around my neck. "Those girlish moans and my begging send you over the edge every single time. Need I bring up how you act when you're on the receiving end? Maybe I should stay over for a few days to remind you," he speaks into my right ear while pressing his crotch against my ass.
"Like hell you are, Juuzou. Please get the hell out of my house and go back to work," I say, pulling out of his embrace.
"Your house? Last I checked, it's me and Shinohara that pay rent for this place now, silly! Have you already forgotten how much money in medical bills you paid out of your own pocket for putting those investigators in the hospital as well as Arima doing the same to you? Ya certainly didn't have enough to keep yourself afloat, y'know?" He points out.
"… I didn't forget. Both of you could've and should've let me struggle with the consequences of my actions instead," I say, clenching my fists.
"Might not be blood related but we've stuck together all the same so what makes you think I would something like that? On top of that, you thought Shinohara would just wipe his hands clean of you? There's no way you actually think that," he says.
"I'm not sure. I haven't gone out of my way to talk to him since that incident," I deeply sigh, turning around to face him.
"Sounds like something you should do since it's not like there's anything holding you up," he suggests, throwing his clothes back on.
Too bad that's not actually the case.
"On the other hand, you could always move back in with me then you'll have no choice but to see him," he offers, picking his quinque up and placing it back in its case.
"No thanks. That's just asking for more trouble from you than it's worth," I refuse.
"Can't say I didn't try. Anyway, I've had my fun so I'll be going back to the office now," he grins, starting to head towards the door with his case in hand.
I take a deep breath and exhale.
… Goddamn it.
"Hey, Juuzou," I say, going over to him by the front door.
"That's me," he says, facing my way. "Got somethin' you almost forgot to tell m—," I abruptly kiss him, pulling him close with my hands on his ass.
I break the kiss before it has the chance to deepen.
"Sure you don't want me to stay over?" He asks again, trying to coax me into changing my mind.
"Nice try but still not happening," I reply, removing myself from him.
"Aww, I thought I actually got you that time. Well, I'll see ya later. Next time, I'll bring my stitches and thread so I can etch my patterns onto your skin and people will think we're twin brothers," he chuckles, opening the front door.
"Yeah, how about no?" I quickly say.
"C'mon, don't be like that, Sato. I mean you already copy my hairstyle and took my last name as it is. All you really gotta do is dye your hair white, lose the glasses, get the stitches and then no one could tell us apart. I think it'd make for a funny joke at least," he reasons.
Albeit a really cruel joke on my behalf.
"You forget the part where my eyes are clearly green," I say.
"Then wear red eye contact lenses. Easy fix," he says.
"Lenses are annoying and forgettable. I wear glasses for a reason," I say.
"Can't you just do what I kindly ask of you? You may be just a few inches taller than me but I'm still your big brother, y'know?" he questions.
"Big adoptive brother. As I said, I'll pass on that regardless of such," I answer, putting my foot down.
"Fiiine. Such a stick in the mud. Buh-bye now!" He waves.
"Uh huh. See ya later," I wave back.
With him walking out the door, I continue to watch him just to make sure he doesn't try to search the car.
…Finally, he's out of my hair… for now at least.
Plopping down on the couch, I pick my phone up, looking at the missed call.
Huh? It's not Yuka's number? How peculiar.
Probably just a misdial.
I text Yuka letting her know that the coast is clear.
In only a handful of seconds, she comes into the house.
"Apologies for taking as long as it did. Things got a little out of hand for a bit," I say, standing up.
"Don't worry abou—wait! Why the hell are you naked?!" She yells, blushing.
"What are you talking about? I'm… fully… clothed," I look down at myself, coming to the realization that she's right.
It completely left my mind!
"… Fuck my life," I sigh heavily, facepalming.
"And that smell…," she keeps sniffing the air as she approaches me. "That's sweat and semen!"
Great so even if I hadn't forgot to put my clothes on, I would've been outed by smell alone since I wasn't thinking about that either.
"Did you have sex with that guy?" She inquires, looking at me smugly as she awaits my answer.
"I… I did what had to be done," I respond, feeling my cheeks redden as I refuse to make eye contact with her.
She grabs my chin, making me look at her.
"Say it, Sa… to," she puts on her mature sultry voice while letting her kakugan show.
"I-I had sex with him," I stammer.
Grinning, she pushes me onto the couch and climbs on top of me.
"W-Whoa! What are you doin'?!" I shout.
"That's really hot, Sato. You should've let me watch. I bet you were fuckin' taking it, weren't you?!" She pants excitedly, grinding her crotch against my left thigh.
J-Jeez, I can already feel her pants getting wet.
"I-I wasn't!" I deny.
"But I'm sure you wanted to, right?!" She questions.
She's just refusing to let up!
"Listen, Yuka. I get the whole nympho thing but— aaahhh!" I moan loudly as she suddenly bites into the same spot where Juuzou bit me.
"Give it to me, Sato!" She growls, starting to rub her crotch against my dick while pressing her boobs into my chest.
"Y-You're doing way too much too fast! I'm gonna—,"
"Gonna cum already? If you do, I'll cut our deal short and go stay elsewhere," she warns.
"S-Say what?!" I exclaim.
"You heard me!" She says.
"In what way is that fair when you're overwhelming me like this?" I ask.
"It isn't, which is why…," she suddenly gets off of me. "I'll stop here," she giggles.
"Y-You're not gonna finish me off?" I question, getting off of my back.
"Nope! Even though just looking at that rock hard thing makes me want to, I won't give you that satisfaction," she answers.
"So you mean I just gotta deal with it now?"
"Precisely. It's maddening, isn't it? Almost reaching orgasm only to be denied the climax."
"Damn it, Yuka! Please finish the job!" I beg, hugging her tightly.
"Not happening. You gotta wait until tonight," she snickers, pulling away from me. "Now put your clothes back on before you forget again," she gets up and starts walking to the kitchen.
"This really sucks, y'know?!" I whine loudly.
"That's the point," she laughs. "Don't masturbate either or I'll leave you and that's not a joke," she adds.
"S-Seriously?! Why are you being so cruel to me?!"
"Because it's entertaining to me and that's about all the reason I need," she responds.
Oh great. It's only been a night and a few hours and already she's torturing me in my own house.
That's what I get for letting her sway me with her sex appeal.
How the hell am I gonna survive with Yukari staying here?