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“Get lost before I stuff you in one.”
“Whatever you say,” The Fly replied with a grin, and then he was on his way out, leaving the building. Leaving the two of them all alone.
Ash wasn’t pouting anymore, seemingly no longer upset at Eiji for laughing at his admission. With a warm smile, the Japanese boy announced, “I’m going to make some tea!” and then asked immediately afterward, “Would you like some?”
“Sure,” came Ash’s answer, and the raven-haired boy set off to the kitchen. Ash sat down on one of the beds and waited.
Grabbing the tea kettle, Eiji turned on the sink faucet and filled it to the brim with warm water, then flipped on the oven and watched the blue fire come to life. Settling the tea kettle over the steady flame, Eiji stood in wait and allowed his mind to wander off to Ash; to the stark contrast between the Ash Lynx that he knew and the Ash Lynx that the rest of the world did.
Ash, who was a trained killer from childhood and could take a life without even a hint of a flinch. Ash, who pouted and crossed his arms at the thought of Dino Golzine planting a pumpkin patch in front of his manor. Ash, who had been raped at the fresh age of seven, and Izanagi no Mikoto only knew how many other times during his time after being taken in by Golzine. Ash who kissed him with such tenderness and care underneath the fading light of the sunset in Cape Cod.
That kiss… their first true kiss, if you didn’t count the one they shared when Ash was in prison. That may have been Eiji’s first kiss but it wasn’t… technically… real. It had simply been to transfer an important message through that pill capsule.
Eiji brushed the tips of his fingers against his lips, remembering the gentle press of Ash’s against his own, almost feeling the chill of the nighttime Massachusetts breeze on his skin all over again. Just as he felt the phantom sensation of Ash’s tongue against his own, the tea kettle whistled.
He startled a bit, and reached for the handle to the kettle, grabbing two glass white cups from the cabinet above the stove and filling each of them to the top with the boiled water. He then fetched two teabags and dipped them in, watching as the clear liquid melted into brown.
Eiji dropped two spoonfuls of sugar and a small portion of milk into his own tea, then called after Ash to ask what he wanted put into his.
Nothing. How Ash of him.
When he returned to the main room, Ash was standing again, and came over to meet him halfway and grab his still-hot tea from the Japanese boy. Taking a sip, he sighed contentedly, only to look over and see Eiji staring.
“What are you staring at me for?”
Eiji flushed a little bit. “Nothing,” he said, “I just noticed how your eyelashes are blonde, too.”
Smirking, Ash replied, “Down under, too. Wanna see?”
“Yeah, sure!!” Eiji exclaimed excitedly, to Ash’s mortification.
“I’m kidding,” he deadpanned. Rounding the bed closest to him, Ash sat down on the other one beside it, and Eiji soon followed suit, getting up on the other mattress and drawing his legs up.
Ash looked over at him, with a curious feeling fluttering in his chest. “You’re so weird,” he said.
“If I’m weird, then you’re an alien.” Eiji muttered under his breath, looking out the window and holding his tea in both hands with a small, easy smile on his lips.
A few minutes of comfortable silence passed by, just the two of them sipping at their tea until Eiji cleared his throat and looked over at Ash.
“Ash… Do you mind telling me what Golzine did to you?”
He went stiff. “What’s it to you?” the blonde asked sharply, refusing to look up at the Japanese boy.
“Oh, I- I just-” Eiji stuttered, his cheeks warming. After taking a deep breath to steady himself, brown eyes fell to stare down into his tea. “When I was taken captive by Lee Yut-Lung, I couldn’t see or hear anything. The last thing I remember is Ibe-san drinking some poisoned tea, and then a sharp pain on the back of my neck. Then when I woke back up, I was on a couch with Arthur next to me, and Shorter being held by some men. Golzine was sitting across from me and introduced himself to me as your owner. After Shorter was dragged away I was pushed down to my knees in front of Golzine. He grabbed my face and told me he had a big job for me.
My arms were tied behind my back and I was dragged downstairs to the lab and forced to watch Shorter be injected with Banana Fish. They showed him my face and said that if he didn’t kill me he would suffer indescribable anguish. Then Golzine and Yut-Lung brought me back upstairs to a bedroom and stripped me. My hands were tied above my head. He touched… he touched my….”
Hot tears streamed down his cheeks and dropped into his tea, and Ash set down his own tea and stood to come over and sit next to Eiji on the other bed, reaching out to cup both of his cheeks and wipe his tears away with his thumbs.
“Did he rape you?” Ash asked quietly, with a gentle sternness about him.
He shook his head. “N-no, he was going to… with… with Yut-Lung and I, but he got a call and had to leave. He got naked and touched me all over my body. I kept my eyes shut through it all, but I could still… I could still feel….”
Eiji covered his face with one of his hands and Ash took his cup away from him, setting it down on the nightstand as Eiji’s shoulders trembled. He gently drew his hand away and took it into his own, kissing the heel of his palm and then folding his fingers down to kiss his knuckles as well.
Soft little sobs were coming out of the Japanese boy and Ash leaned to the side, lying his head in his lap. Eiji bent forward and covered his face with both hands now; his entire body shaking.
“I hate that fag,” Ash spoke with pure venom in his voice.
Eiji wiped at his eyes. “How could you call him that? Isn’t it a little hypocritical of you?”
“I can call him that because I’m a fag.” Ash explained, lifting up his head a bit from Eiji’s lap with an amused expression. “Kind of like African Americans and the n-slur.”
Tilting his head, Eiji blinked slowly. “I’m not sure I know that one.” His English lessons back in Japan hadn’t really taken the liberty of teaching them the offensive words. He’d learned swears on his own from Shunichi, Max, Charlie and Ash.
Ash’s cheeks went red. All he could think of was Cain and Kong. “Well you’re not getting me to say it!”
Eiji snickered, sniffling a bit before breaking out into full on laughter. He covered his mouth and pressed a hand to his stomach as his tears disappeared into a fit of giggles. Ash pouted for a second or two but couldn’t help but chuckle himself.
When the moment died down, Ash nuzzled his cheek against Eiji’s thigh, to which he responded by running his fingers through golden blonde hair. Ash hummed, tracing his fingers in small circles on Eiji’s other thigh.
“Dino took me in when I was 11. He trained me, taught me, everything. I was one of his child prostitutes. Marvin recorded it for his personal viewing pleasure every time he…,” Ash trailed off, took a steadying breath. “I was nothing but an object to them. I used my smarts and my body to work my way up to the top, to Dino himself. Then he prepared me to take his place for when he died. I rebelled and became the leader of a rival gang. He still views and refers to himself as my owner.”
His finger wandered further up Eiji’s thigh, still swirling in little circles. The Japanese boy flushed.
“I’m s-sorry you didn’t get to have a normal childhood,” he said slowly, brown eyes watching the thin, pale finger creeping its way up and up.
Suddenly, Ash was all intensity. He pushed himself up so that his face was inches away from Eiji’s and held his weight with the hand on his thigh, fingers now spread out along his leg. “That’s why I’m glad he didn’t take you, Eiji. Because I want to be the first one to have you.”
“Wha—”
Free hand grabbing the back of Eiji’s neck, Ash leaned in and kissed him. It was nothing like the kiss in Cape Cod and more like the one they shared in prison, aggressive and stern. Ash opened his eyes to see Eiji’s wide open, then begin to flutter, and finally shut as he gave in to the kiss and melted into it. When Ash’s tongue licked at the seam of his lips, he opened up for it willingly, now grown accustomed to the way Ash kissed.
Eiji moaned oh so softly into the kiss, reaching up to grab at Ash’s shoulder and tangle his fingers in his baby blue dress shirt. Ash hummed in appreciation of the sweet little sound and pressed his hand more firmly into Eiji’s thigh.
He drew back. “Tell me you want this,” Ash whispered. The look in those emerald eyes portrayed exactly why he needed consent, and Eiji slowly nodded his head.
“More than anything.”
Ash let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and leaned in for another kiss. It was slower than the one that preceded it. This one was a question — gentle; searching — and Eiji provided him with an answer, tilting his head and pressing his tongue forward. It was sloppy as a result of his inexperience, but it got the message across just fine. As a result, Ash slid his own tongue along the top of Eiji’s, pulling another moan out of the older boy.
“Can- Can I take this off?” Eiji asked shyly, fidgeting with the buttons of Ash’s top.
Ash smirked and took Eiji’s hands into his own, guiding them beneath the open part of his shirt and along his chest. Eiji swallowed as Ash let him go, and ventured around on his own. He found soft nipples and rubbed his thumbs along them until they were poking out, seeking his touch. Ash shut his eyes and let his head fall back.
The Japanese boy removed one hand from beneath Ash’s shirt and moved to the buttons, tracing the pad of his fingertip around the rim of each one before pushing them through in an innocent attempt to be sensual.
Ash quirked a brow and pulled the sides of his shirt apart.
“Am I… doing okay?” Eiji asked, assisting the blonde in the act of drawing the pale blue top down his arms.
“Yes,” Ash replied breathily. And then asked, “May I touch you?”
To which the black haired boy nodded his head.
Ash reached forward and grabbed the seam at the bottom of Eiji’s long sleeved red T-shirt, toying with it for a moment before pulling upwards until the fabric was over his head. This revealed an athlete's body hidden cleverly beneath layers of clothes or loose fitting shirts.
“I’m sure the boys back in Japan were all over you, cute as you are with a body like this.”
Eiji shook his head. “I’m not—”
“Gay?” Ash asked. “I don’t know, this is pretty queer of you, sweetie.” Eiji flushed at the nickname and squeezed his eyes shut, shaking his head again. Ash cupped his face with both hands. “Hey. It’s okay. It’s just me. There’s nobody here to care if you’re gay or not, okay?”
Eiji let out a heavy breath and leaned in for another kiss, resting his hand on Ash’s torso. His fingers explored the planes of his stomach with a curious, childlike wonder; he’d seen Ash shirtless before — naked even — but he’d never touched him.
In Japan they had public bathing areas; two different kinds actually: sento and onsen, differentiated by water temperature. So he’d never reacted when seeing Ash in the nude. In a way, he was used to it. Ash however, had never seen him in so much as a tank top. And it showed.
“Stop me if you get uncomfortable,” Ash said, then slid his hands from Eiji’s shoulders down to his hands, getting a feel of his biceps and forearms. He then ventured his way over to Eiji’s bare chest and ever so gently ran his fingertips over his pectorals, pausing momentarily at his nipples to just barely tug on them.
That got a reaction out of Eiji.
A shudder rocked through his body and Eiji pushed his chest into the touch. Ash didn’t comply, though, and instead continued his exploration of Eiji’s body, wandering down to his abdomen and feeling each individual muscle.
The Japanese boy grabbed Ash’s hand and, much to the blonde’s surprise, drew it downward and pressed it against the growing bulge in his khakis.
“Ash…,” he whispered, pushing his hips up.
Arching an eyebrow, Ash pressed the heel of his palm down and revelled in the broken gasp that left Eiji. He began rubbing in circles, watching as the older boy bit his bottom lip and shut his deep, dark brown eyes.
“You like that?” he questioned softly.
Eiji nodded and took his hand away from Ash’s to grab onto his shoulder and rock up into his touch.
Ash hooked a finger beneath the waistband of Eiji’s pants and boxers both. “Are you comfortable with me taking these off of you?” Eiji nodded his head slowly.
“I want your consent for every single thing I do. As soon as you get uncomfortable, you tell me. Understand?”
“Of course,” Eiji said, and leaned in for another kiss. Lips parted and tongues found each other as Ash unbuttoned and unzipped Eiji’s pants. The older boy raised his hips up off the bed to allow for easier removal as Ash slipped them off of his hips and down his thighs, along with his boxers. A thick strand of saliva connected their tongues when the blonde pulled back and jade eyes looked down.
Eiji was fully hard now, and uncut; something that Ash wasn’t used to; but that wouldn’t stop him. He had a short foreskin, and was pleasantly average in size — not necessarily small but not overly large either. Pretty. Ash swallowed thickly and then traced his finger over the slit of the head. Eiji bucked his hips with a throaty groan.
“This feels a little unfair, don’t you think?” he asked jokingly, a lopsided grin on his lips as he gestured towards his own naked body and then Ash’s clothed lower half.
Ash smirked at him. “Take it off me, then.”
Eiji pulled his legs up onto the bed and turned to face Ash fully, placing a hand on his chest to gently push him onto his back. Crawling over him, Eiji took the zipper of his ripped jeans in between his fingers and fidgeted with it, tugging on it just lightly enough for it to not pull down.
“Come on,” Ash grumbled impatiently.
“So eager….” Eiji teased in a semi-playful tone, which certainly caught Ash off guard, seeing as he’d always viewed the older boy as innocent.
In one quick motion, Eiji practically tore down his zipper and hooked a finger beneath his jeans, tugging on them. Ash lifted his backside up off of the bed once, then again as the boy removed his jeans and his underwear one by one. He discarded each article of clothing to the floor and took in Ash’s body for the first true time.
He was lean, and strong, soft skin covering underlying muscle. His body was littered with scars, both from stab wounds and bullet holes alike — raised, jagged lines crossing pale skin. The young gang leader was circumcised, which was something Eiji had never even seen before. Whenever he’d seen Ash in the shower he hadn’t looked out of respect for the younger male. Eiji reached out and traced his fingers along the underside of Ash’s cock curiously, almost as if he didn’t realize that the sensation would bring him pleasure. Ash grit his teeth and moaned, quietly.
‘Sorry’ stumbled out of his mouth, followed by “I’ve never seen one like this before. Without the extra skin.”
“I thought you were a virgin,” Ash said without malice.
Eiji flushed a deep, dark red. “O-oh, I am,” he stuttered out. “We have these public baths in Japan and sometimes no matter how hard you try not to look, you just can’t help but see a few.”
There was also the fact of his queerness, but that went unspoken between the two.
“Does this intimidate you?” Ash gestured loosely at his manhood and searched Eiji’s eyes. “We can stop.”
“No!!” He practically shouted, then cleared his throat. “No,” he tried again. “I’m okay. Really. Even if yours was like mine this would still all be new to me.” He smiled gently at the blonde boy, leaning in for a soft and brisk kiss.
“Promise me,” Ash whispered when they parted.
Eiji cupped his cheek. “I do.”
The blonde turned to kiss his palm, and reached down between them to take hold of Eiji’s cock.
Eiji sucked in a sharp breath through clenched teeth and brought his hand up to his mouth, biting down on his pointer finger as Ash began to stroke and eased the black haired boy onto his back. He went slowly at first, trying to gauge whether or not Eiji’s reaction was a good one, until the older boy nodded his head ever so slightly and shut his beautiful brown eyes.
That meant he couldn’t see what Ash did next.
Ash leaned down and took Eiji into his mouth… and the older boy actually yelped around his finger, bucking his hips up and fisting his free hand in the blankets beneath the two of them. Thankfully his size didn’t choke the younger boy.
“Ash…!” He gasped out when Ash licked a stripe along the vein on the underside of his dick and opened his eyes to look down, only to find jade eyes already glued to his face. They made eye contact, and the intensity in Ash’s eyes made Eiji moan out loud. His head fell back and he arched his back as Ash hollowed his cheeks on the upstroke. The blonde pulled off and reached forward to ease down the extra skin and expose the head of his cock. Toying with his frenulum with the tip of his tongue, his hand stroked Eiji’s length as he lapped at the most sensitive part of his manhood. He opened his mouth yet again and pushed his tongue forward as he sank down.
Eiji looked down to see jade eyes closed and blonde eyebrows furrowed with concentration. Cupping Ash’s cheek, he rubbed his thumb through the hollow of his cheek with a hum.
With his free hand, Ash dragged his own thumb up and down Eiji’s perineum in a titillating manner, beginning to bob his head once again. On every upstroke he would pause to swirl his tongue around the tip and dip it into the slit, revelling in each little sound that slipped forth from Eiji’s lips. He continued stroking in time with the movements of his mouth; slow and firm.
“Oooohh…,” Eiji moaned out, “Stop, stop. You’re gonna make me finish too soon.”
Ash pulled off of his cock with a slick, wet pop . “You’re so easy,” he said, wiping at the smirk on his lips with the back of his hand. There was drool all along his mouth and down his chin but he didn’t mind, he simply rubbed the wetness away.
While still down where he was, Ash took the opportunity to spread Eiji’s thighs and rub the pad of his thumb over his entrance, pressing down gently. Eiji responded in kind by flushing a dark red all the way down to his chest and loosing a strained, surprised sound. He slapped a hand over his mouth and looked down at Ash with brown eyes wide and black eyebrows drawn close.
“What did you do that for?” he mumbled from beneath his fingers.
Ash pulled his finger away and licked it, going down and repeating his previous action once more and pressing the slightest bit harder. “To see your reaction.” He tilted his head down and kissed a trail up the inside of Eiji’s thigh. Just before the digit slipped in, Eiji spoke up.
“I don’t… know if I’m ready for that yet,” he dropped his hand and muttered out in embarrassment. Immediately, Ash drew his finger away.
“That’s fine.” Ash smiled at the older boy and ran his hands up and down the insides of his thighs, pressing a kiss to his naval before crawling up his body and leaning down to capture his lips sweetly. When they parted, he said “No pressure.”
Eiji tilted his head slightly. “What are we going to do, then?” he asked curiously. “I- I still want….” Ash pursed his lips in thought and quirked them off to the side. Then, he snapped his fingers.
“I have an idea… if you’re willing to try it. Are you comfortable with getting on your hands and knees?”
Nodding slowly, Eiji pushed himself up and slid his body out from underneath Ash’s, turning himself over into the position Ash had suggested. He found it was more comfortable to be on his elbows than his hands so he sank down to rest on them and turned his head over his shoulder. His cheeks were dusted with pink as he felt more exposed to the younger boy posed like this.
Ash got up onto his knees behind Eiji and slid his hands up the backs of his thighs to his ass. He shuffled up until their hips were pressed together and bent over the Japanese boy to kiss right between his shoulder blades.
Then he reached down and took his cock in hand, slipping it in between Eiji’s closed thighs.
He thrusted, and his breath shuddered.
Eiji’s blush grew even darker. He never thought that the insides of his thighs could be so sensitive….
“O-oh, that feels nice….”
Ash flashed him a toothy grin and reached around his waist to take Eiji’s cock in hand and stroke it. The older boy shut his eyes and moaned shakily as Ash thrusted again; his hips slapping against his ass obscenely. It was like getting fucked without the hassle of penetration.
“You like that?” Ash questioned the other; his voice dropped a few octaves with lust.
Eiji nodded his head. “Mmmmmhh…,” he moaned, pushing his hips back against the blonde’s.
Ash let out a long, throaty groan as he set a steady pace fucking himself between the softness of the older boy’s thighs. The sound of skin hitting skin and heavy breathing filled the room, along with the occasional moan from both boys; Eiji much more frequent than Ash.
Snapping his pelvis forward, precum smeared along the insides of Eiji’s thighs as well as all over his own palm and fingers. The slickness made the slide of his hand fisting Eiji’s cock and the glide of his length between Eiji’s thighs smooth and easy. Kiss-swollen lips parted in another moan and Ash took the opportunity to slip his tongue into his mouth and twirl it around the older boy’s own tongue. He curled the tip of his tongue up to run it along the roof of Eiji’s mouth.
Eiji tightened the muscles of his thighs and Ash groaned unsteadily into his lips. The blonde rolled his hips sinuously, his own thighs trembling as his blood warmed to lava flowing through his veins; heat overwhelming him from the inside out. Sucking in a sharp breath through his teeth, Ash began stroking at Eiji’s dick in earnest.
“I’m gonna cum soon, sweetie. Are you close?”
Eiji pressed his lips together into an unsteady line and nodded his head shakily, now bucking his hips back into Ash’s touch. He stuttered out the other boy’s name in a broken whine. “I can’t hold it back—” he moaned weakly.
“Shhh…. Let go.” Ash murmured beside the raven haired boy’s ear before pressing a delicate kiss to the column of his throat, lips making a trail from his neck to the dip of his collarbone. He skimmed his teeth along his skin a moment and then bit down on the junction of his shoulder.
The dull pain mingled with the burning warmth flooding through each of his limbs and Eiji came with a violent cry. Ribbons of cum coated his stomach and dripped down onto the sheets below, his arms and legs trembling. Eiji shuddered violently as his dick throbbed in Ash’s grip; the blonde stroking him through his release and milking him for everything he could get.
Eiji whimpered and his upper half slumped down onto the bed, breathing in heavy pants. Behind him, Ash’s movements were beginning to quicken and he himself was taking in rapid little breaths, the warmth of them brushing against Eiji’s back. He released Eiji’s cock and licked his spend from his fingers, enjoying the salty-sweet tang on his tongue. The older boy was a consistent healthy eater so thankfully his cum wasn’t as bitter as the average male’s.
Compared to the others he’d tasted, this was a treat.
His hips stuttered and Ash rolled his head back, staring at the ceiling through the blur of his half hooded vision. He slipped his length out from between Eiji’s thighs and took it in hand, looking forward again to stare at his target with wide-blown pupils. The lovely jade of his eyes was nearly entirely swallowed by the blackness of his lust.
“Shit, I’m gonna- Eiji—”
And then Ash was cumming with a long, guttural groan; his fist jerking around the head of his cock as creamy white spurted out of the slit of his glans, leaking down onto the small of Eiji’s back. He whimpered as he stroked himself through the aftershocks, and Eiji watched the warm liquid come into contact with his sweat soaked skin.
As the ecstatic warmth coursing through him died down, Ash collapsed forward, chest to back. Their skin stuck together with the combination of cum and sweat alike, but neither of them even cared .
After a moment, Ash broke the pleasant silence between them with a silent confession. “Would you believe me if I told you that you’re the first to have me this way? ….Willing? And… and genuine.” He nuzzled his cheek against the jut of Eiji’s shoulder, turning his cheek to press a series of kisses to the slightly wet skin beneath it.
Eiji hummed softly and turned his head over his shoulder once more, reaching up to cup Ash behind the head and draw him in for a gentle meeting of their lips — no tongue, just feeling.
“And I'd have you again.”