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kiryu felt a mix of emotions, a feeling in his stomach he couldn’t quite put his finger on but the warmth in his chest from the alcohol kept him grounded, a familiar feeling.
the four sat in a comfortable silence, enjoying a small moments peace while they could. not that kiryu actually felt any peace, too busy analysing his peers. daigo had a look on his face since the moment kiryu revealed his sickness, anger was all he could see, an angry face but sorrow eyes. he looked over at saejima, who seemed to remain his usual self, stern, as if a brick wall was sat on that stool, but something in his eyes told kiryu he felt otherwise.
kiryu followed his gaze to see him looking at majima, a deep concern, almost protective look on his face. he didn’t want to look at majima, the man was always unpredictable. whilst he had a slight idea of what the other men might be feeling, majima was a different story, his face always said something completely different to his true feelings. the truth of majimas feelings wasn’t something that got revealed often, even majima himself could only recall a handful of times this happened if you asked him to.
still avoiding majimas gaze, kiryu took a deep breath, a soft exhale as he stretched his back slightly. majima hadn’t moved.
saejima gave his kyodai a pat on the knee as he stood, majima not reacting at all. he took the empty cups from the other three and took them over to the sink.
“daigo.” saejima spoke, his back turned to the other men.
“hm?” the younger man replied.
saejima didn’t respond, just opened the door to the shack and motioning for them to leave.
daigo didn’t understand but stood anyway, walking towards the door. he walked under saejimas arm holding the door open, stepping foot outside. saejima locked eyes with majima, giving him a small nod, majima returned his nod, letting out a breath he didn’t know he was holding as saejima closed the door behind him. the wordless exchange had gone appreciated by majima, the words ‘i want to be alone with him’ weren’t something he wanted to say out loud, so to be understood by his kyodai was a relief.
kiryu felt vulnerable, something he didn’t feel often. the other men were communicating without words, they had a dynamic now that he wasn’t a part of.
years ago he would’ve killed to be in this situation, somewhere so quiet and tranquil, alone with majima, but right now he wanted the world to swallow him up.
so years of missed opportunities had gone by, time alone wasn’t something they appreciated enough then. kiryu didn’t realise just how much he appreciated majima until he couldn’t tell him. he felt a pit form in his stomach just thinking about it, as much as he wanted to pour his heart out, he couldn’t, things were different now.
“kiryu-chan” majima’s voice, slightly hoarse from not speaking for so long, took kiryu out of his thoughts.
the younger man replied with a grunt, sounded a bit more fed up than he intended it to be.
majima scoffed, “look at me, kiryu-chan”
kiryu felt his stomach drop and his face heat up, there was something in majima’s voice he hadn’t heard for years. he listened, turning his body to face the one eyed man.
majima’s gaze felt like lasers, his eye looking kiryu all over, everywhere except his eyes. kiryu felt like his guard was being forced down, unable to keep his usual stoic mask up around majima. it had always been the way, majima was the only one able to get a rise out of kiryu, a small smile, a shrug of the shoulders, sometimes even a small laugh, it had always been him, and only him.
“it suits ya” majima said, finally making eye contact.
“hm?” kiryu tilted his head in confusion, forgetting that his entire appearance had changed since the last time they had seen each other.
“the hair” he said, lighting up a cigarette and scooting his stool closer, turning himself so they were face to face. “like a silver fox” he smirked, curling a peice between his fingers.
‘he never changes’ kiryu thought to himself, his face blushed pink. “thanks nii-san” he said, relaxing a little.
kiryu felt so much tension before, but really he had just got too in his head. there were things that needed to be spoken about, group discussions about the current issues, but right now they had some time, not time to talk or stress, but time to enjoy each other. majima had felt it too, the tension, he felt from the moment kiryu appeared at that door. so many things he wanted to say but they could wait, majima could see it in kiryu’s face, the stress lines under his eyes, they greying of his hair, his cheekbones being more defined. he looked just as good as before, he was still the same ‘kiryu-chan’ he loved so dearly, but he needed something. majima just didn’t imagine that kiryu needed him.
it wasn’t until kiryu relaxed the way he did under majima’s presence that he felt it, that dull ache behind his eyes. he was stressed, especially with his current situation, he hadn’t been sleeping well, despite what he was telling others. kiryu felt so much pressure on his shoulders to do well, people needed him, the legendary dragon, everyone expected his strength. but majima didn’t need the kazuma kiryu that everybody else knew, he needed the man only he knew.
kiryu groaned, rubbing his eyes. reaching into his coat pocket, he pulled out a small rectangular box. opening it to pull out a pair of metal framed glasses, slipping them on his face, nose scrunching as he pushed them up with his index finger.
the sight was way more arousing than it needed to be, majima’s chest beginning to feel warm. he took a deep breath to compose himself.
majima cleared his throat, adjusting his jacket slightly. “since when did ya wear glasses, kiryu-chan?”
“i’ve always needed them, just never wore them” kiryu said “been getting a lot of headaches lately, i’ve been wearing them a bit more” he continued, sighing “guess i haven’t been sleeping well either”
“hmm, seems like ya need to relax, kiryu-chan” majimas voice had switched, it was darker, quieter. he rose to his feet, walking to stand behind kiryu.
kiryu tensed instinctively at the hands that landed on his shoulders. “relax” majima reminded him, caressing the back of kiryus neck with his thumbs.
kiryu felt goosebumps down his spine, hairs standing up all over his body. majima’s fingerless gloves allowing for skin to skin contact, something he hasn’t felt for a long time with anyone, let alone majima.
majima’s hands were surprisingly soft, despite the cold. one of his hands trailed up to kiryu’s hair, running through the strands until he reached the top of his scalp, a gentle tug pulled kiryu’s head back, his head landed on the lower of the older man’s chest as he gasped. a gentle hand under his chin kept kiryu’s head looking upright. majima stroked his index finger over the younger man’s face, taking in all his features, the lines under his eyes that had become much more prominent, the crease over the bridge of his nose from years of frowning, majima found it endearing actually, that same face he made everytime majima would appear on the streets of kamurocho, interrupting kiryu’s every move. kiryu pretended like he was a bother, but really he looked forward to it everytime.
“nii-san” kiryu’s voice came out as a whisper, his eyes averting to the door.
“they aren’t coming back for a while” majima spoke, reasurring him. “don’t you worry, kazzy-chan”
the nickname sent shivers down kiryu’s spine, looking at majima’s face he remembered the nod that saejima gave him before he left with daigo. he knew, with no words exchanged, he was able to read his kyodai like a book.
kiryu felt warm in the face. at least daigo was clueless, he thought to himself.
majima’s left hand found its way to the buttons of kiryu’s coat, his right hand still holding his chin, feeling kiryu giving small kisses to the pad of his thumb. majima’s hand had made its way to kiryu’s chest, his coat now undone.
in the past, the two had been in similar situations before, but never anything this intimate. they had their fair share of heated make-outs and groping in a back alley after a fight, even a drunken blowjob here and there, but the need for more was something neither of them acted on.
but now kiryu sat, leaning on the older man standing behind him, soft moans coming from his mouth as majima touched him. a hand tracing around his chest, two more buttons of his already slightly open shirt were undone. “nii-san” he breathed out.
“nice and relaxed now aren’t ya, kiryu-chan?” majima leaned down, nibbling at kiryu’s neck. majima’s hand continued its journey down, undoing two more buttons of kiryu’s black shirt, tracing the lines of his abs. kiryu tensed up, averting his gaze to majima’s hand.
“relax, kaz” majima said, his accent had slipped, “we don’t have to”
“no, i want to” kiryu replied, his voice sounded not like majima had ever heard before, a sense of vulnerability that kiryu had never let show before, not in front of majima.
“do you want to?”
“oh kaz” majima said, he motioned for kiryu to stand up, kiryu did as asked, standing face to face. majima put his hands either side of kiryu’s face, pulling him close to his own, noses almost touching, a position they had been in many times before, but usually with different intentions.
“you know i want you, kiryu-chan” majima’s accent completely gone. he said it with a seriousness that kiryu hadn’t heard before, pulling him closer. “i’m all yours kazzy”
kiryu took a breath to compose himself, the nickname almost turning his legs into jelly.
“i’m not what i used to be” kiryu avoided eye contact, his voice was just a whisper, breaking slightly. the days of their street brawls were long gone, back then, kiryu could keep up with the mad dog, now he wasn’t so sure.
majima sighed, knowing exactly what he meant. kiryu was thinner, not just his body but his face too. “oi, none of that, yer beautiful” he said, holding kiryu by the waist, he leaned in close to his ear, the feeling of majima’s breath
was warm against his neck, heightened from the cold air. “let me show you how beautiful you are, kazuma”
kiryu went weak in the knees, grasping majima’s shoulders to hold himself up, he lent his head in the crook of majima’s neck, trying to speak but a whispered “please” was all that came out.
majima held him up by the waist, steadying the man in front of him, shimmying his own shoes off, urging kiryu to do the same. kiryu felt cold fingers undoing the last of his shirt buttons, hands all over his skin. majima’s hands reached kiryus shoulders, pushing his coat and now undone shirt off his shoulders. the cold air sent a shiver through kiryu, goosebumps from both the temperature and the fingertips touching his bare skin. kiryu brought his hands to the ones on his chest, slipping his own fingertips under the fingerless gloves on majima’s hands, slipping them off and throwing them aside so he could feel the warmth of his palms.
a low groan escaped from kiryu, holding his own hands over majima’s.
“that’s it kazzy, relax for me” majima held one hand on kiryus lower back, his other between his shoulder blades. supporting kiryu as he lowered him onto the futon that majima had been sleeping on before kiryu’s arrival, stroking his hair as he layed the his head down on the pillow, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek. the gesture made kiryu’s heart flutter, majima had never been this gentle before.
majima moved his legs either side of kiryu’s hips, the pressure of majima being sat on his crotch was driving kiryu crazy. his hands tracing the shape of majima’s thighs, gripping hard just under the crease of his ass.
“easy there, kiryu-chan, getting me all riled up before we’ve even started” majima said with a smirk, that smirk was going to make kiryu lose his mind.
“it’s cold, nii-san” he shivered, gripping at majima’s pants, wanting the man to lay over him.
majima unzipped his own jacket, not hesitating to throw it aside. “don’t worry” he said, laying down over the man beneath him. kiryu gasped at the sudden skin to skin, chests pressed together, majima’s breath in his ear. “i’ll keep ya warm, kiryu-chan”
kiryu whimpered as his hands moved up, fingertips gripping at majima’s waist.
“majima..” he whispered, not being able to help himself from grinding his hips up. majima hadn’t even realised until kiryu had moved his hips, his own crotch pressing against kiryu’s dick.
majima let out a low moan as kiryu continued his movements, hands exploring majimas chest, eyes closed and mouth slightly open, glasses beginning to fall down his nose. the sight could’ve made majima finish there and then, kiryu had never looked quite so peaceful. as much as he wanted to continue to bask in the view, those lips looked a little too kissable. he leaned down to turn kiryus face to his own, kiryu’s eyes fluttering open as he did so. kiryu’s movements slowed, his cheeks turning rosy in embarrassment.
majima didnt say anything, instead just holding kiryu’s face in one hand and holding himself up on the other, he hovered his own face just above kiryu’s, lightly grinding his crotch against kiryu, mimicking the other’s previous movements.
soft breaths from kiryu’s mouth came out in time with majimas movements, he took the initiative to press his lips to the corner of majima’s mouth, majima’s fingertips and thumb still gripping at each side of kiryu’s face.
majima chuckled, at how a man feared by most could make such a cute and intimate gesture, his heart swelled at how he was comfortable enough to show such vulnerability, it was all majima had ever wanted.
he pressed his lips against kiryu’s, soft, gentle, something that didn’t come naturally to majima, except now. all he wanted to do was take care of the man beneath him, to make him feel good, protect him.
kiryu reciprocated, pulling majima as close as he could, putting so much emotion into a single kiss. the emotion was overwhelming really, kiryu felt lightheaded, majima’s lips were soft and warm against his mouth, a subtle taste of cigarettes as majima’s tongue as he traced kiryu’s bottom lip. one of his hands made its way to the back of majima’s hair, fingers between strands holding the older man’s head in place.
kiryu tasted surprisingly sweet, lips chapped from the cold, but still soft. quiet moans came from the man as majima rolled his body against him, majima was about to lose his damn mind.
“nii-san” kiryu moaned out, a groan in response from majima. “need you”
if majima hadn’t already lost his mind, he had now. the sounds coming out of kiryus mouth went straight to his cock, straining against the confines of his pants, from what he could feel, kiryu was in the same position, his black slacks looking like they might bust open.
“i gotcha, kaz” majima whispered in kiryu’s ear, “i’ll make you feel good” he said, his hand tracing the shape of kiryu’s chest.
kiryu’s glasses had steamed up, with the heat of their mouths connected in such a cold space. he went to take them off when majima grabbed his wrist.
“leave them on” he said, moving to kiss below kiryu’s ear, “ya got no idea what those things are doing to me, kiryu-chan” whispering the last part in his ear, thrusting his own clothed crotch against kiryu’s.
majima moved down, leaving soft, open-mouthed kisses along kiryu’s collarbones, his hand moved down, index finger rubbing over a nipple on its way down. a high pitched gasp came from kiryu as he did so, turning his head as his face grew red out of embarrassment. majima giggled, feeling like he had found out a secret, moving his same hand back up to toy with the same nipple.
kiryu whined in response, he whined, majima thought he was about to die right there and then, with kiryu pushing his chest forward, begging for majima to continue touching him, majima felt his dick get impossibly harder, but he didn’t want this to be over yet, he was going to savour every moment he could.
“that feel good, kaz?” majima said, looking up at him while kissing down the centre of his chest. majima made his way over to the other nipple with his mouth. a groan leaving kiryu when he felt majimas tongue flick over the bud, his cock twitching. majima moved his hand away from his chest, to trail down and undo his belt and pants button before going straight back to his chest. the motion didn’t go unnoticed, a light hum of appreciation from kiryu.
majima’s mouth moved from kiryu’s chest, trailing back up to kissing his neck, licking a stripe up his neck until he reached his earlobe, “i wanna touch you now, kiryu-chan” majima whispered, his voice low, hand toying with the waistband of kiryu’s boxers.
kiryu bucked his hips, chasing the touch with a whimper in response. “please, nii-san” he whispered, breathless.
“hm?” majima answered, he knew exactly what kiryu wanted, but he was going to make him say it, he sounded too cute like this.
“majima..” he whined, avoiding eye contact.
“say it, kiryu-chan” majima ordered, teasing his finger over the outline of kiryus cock, “tell me what ya want”
“please..” kiryu repeated, “touch me, nii-san” looking at him with pleading eyes.
majima didn’t respond with words, instead standing, removing his own pants, leaving himself in his underwear before moving to kneel at the bottom of the futon, tracing his hands up kiryus thighs, watching intently for his reaction. majima tucked his fingers under the waistband of both kiryu’s black slacks and underwear, waiting for an indication that it was okay. kiryu nodded, taking a deep breath. majima hesitated, caressing the man’s hips for reassurance, kiryu squirmed under him, urging him to remove his clothes.
majima began to pull them down, moving his hands closer to kiryu’s behind, helping kiryu to lift up enough for him to pull them off. he pulled them down to his ankles, going to remove his socks, kiryu flinched.
“it’s cold, nii-san” he said sheepishly, wiggling his toes, moving his feet back down.
majima chuckled quietly, “yer so cute, ya know that, kaz?”
kiryu took a breath, turning his head, his now bare dick twitching against his stomach from the praise. majima noticed this, only to play on it even more.
“i mean it” he caressed at kiryu’s thighs, sitting on his knees between them, taking in the sight in front of him. “ya been driving me crazy for years”
majima took one of kiryu’s hands in his own, bringing it to his own chest, guiding it downwards, until he had his erection cupped in kiryu’s palm. kiryu felt his breath get caught in his throat, giving an experimental squeeze, a groan from majima inticed him to continue, a finger tracing his length, gasping at the feeling of the wet patch that had formed at majima’s tip.
“see what ya do to me?” majima let out a low moan, grinding himself into kiryu’s hand.
he let kiryu toy with him for a moment before taking his hand away, placing a kiss to the palm as he gently put kiryu’s hand down. scooting down, majima placed his hands on the backs of kiryu’s thighs, supporting himself as he brought his head down. he placed soft kisses, starting at his knees, making his way all over his thighs. majima moved one of his hands to kiryu’s hip, halting his movements, kiryu squirming to get the touch he really wanted, precum leaking with every twitch.
slowly but surely, majima was making his way down, leaving bite marks over kiryu’s inner thighs. majima’s tongue trailed everywhere except where kiryu needed him, nibbling at the skin over his lower stomach.
kiryu let out a frustrated groan, his cock jumping. “majima, please”
“sound so cute when ya begging for it kiryu-chan” majima said, finally touching him where he needed it, nimble fingers tracing up and down kazuma’s dick, feathered touches.
majima watched as kiryu’s eyes were glued shut, eyebrows furrowed as he seeked pleasure from majima.
majima couldn’t take it anymore, needing to touch the man he wrapped his hand around the base of his cock. his hand provided just enough pressure to provoke a sigh of relief out of kiryu. the grey haired man’s jaw fell loose, fucking his hips up into majima’s hand.
a tongue trailing his length from base to tip brought a loud moan out of kiryu. “more” he said with a whine, “please nii-san”
“how can i deny when ya sound like that” majima replied, bringing his hand up to the tip and back down. “sound so desperate for me kazzy”
kiryu didn’t have time to reply, a loud groan as majima took his tip into his warm mouth, a tongue swiping over his slit. the hand still gripping the base providing the perfect amount of pressure.
“feels good, majima” kiryu voice was barely a whisper. soft sounds came from the man as majima took him in deeper, tongue pressing flat against the underside of kiryu’s erection.
majima hummed in content around his dick, feeling a hand petting his hair, kiryu using his other hand to prop himself up, watching majima suck him off.
the movements continued, majima’s head caressed by kiryu’s hand, dick down his throat, pacing his breathing with every bob of his head. kiryu didn’t think that such a vulgar sight could fill his heart with so much love.
he couldn’t take it anymore, kiryu pulled at majima’s arm, fingers wrapping around his bicep, asking majima to come back to be level with his face. kiryu’s cock hit his stomach, rock hard as majima released him, saliva dripping down to his balls.
kiryu didn’t say anything, just pulled majima towards him and pressed his head into majima’s shoulder, tugging at majima’s underwear. he moved his head up, hand still dancing around majima’s hip. kiryu looked majima in the eye, a begging look in his eyes.
majima understood, connecting them by the lips again, kiryu could taste his own precum on majima, hand holding himself up, the other attempting to shimmy out his boxers. he huffed in frustration, not wanting to move his body away from kiryu, but needing to in order to get his underwear off.
kiryu got lost in the sight, mouth watering as majimas dick sprung, tip hitting his stomach. he watched intently at the precum leaking from majima.
“liking what ya seeing there, kaz?” majima’s hands trailing over kiryus thighs again.
kiryu grabbed his face, with more force this time, pulling him into a needy kiss, he whined, pulling the man over him.
their lips separated, both letting out a sigh at the feeling of their bodies so close. kiryu bucked his hips up, wanting to find majima’s cock with his own, majima gasped into kiryu’s mouth, the sensation sending a chill down his spine. kiryu continued his movements, desperate for stimulation.
majima wrapped an arm underneath kiryus shoulders, holding the back of his neck and reached his other hand down, grabbing kiryu’s dick in his hand. kiryu moaned into majima’s ear, wrapping his arms around the man aboves neck, holding him close.
majima swiped a finger over the tip of kiryu’s erection, spreading the precum just to grasp him again, rolling his hand down the length once again, majima kept this up, rubbing his thumb over the tip everytime. kiryu’s moans ran through his ears, too lost in the pleasure of majima touching him to even think about about being heard.
“god ya sound so pretty like this kaz” majima whispered into his ear, nibbling at his earlobe.
kiryu’s face went red once again, hiding in the crook of majima’s neck, trying to muffle his sounds. “don’t hide it now kazzy, i wanna hear how i make you feel” his accent had started to slip now, purely focused on pleasuring kiryu.
“majima” he muttered, bringing one of his own hands down. he brought his hand over majima’s, leading majima’s cock to press against his own, urging majima to grip them both.
“fuck kiryu-chan” majima said, spreading the precum around both of them, staring down and the provocative sight between the twos bodies. “yer cock feels so good”
majima’s tone was electrifying, kiryu arching his back in response, causing his dick to slide against the other man, earning a groan out of him.
majima kept a rhythm, stroking his own cock against kiryu’s, moving his hips.
“lay back kazzy” majima breathed out, watching kiryu lay his head back on the pillow.
majima leaned down, hovering over kiryu with his legs around his waist. kiryu threw his head back in pleasure, nothing but breathless moans leaving his mouth. majima took the opportunity, kissing all over his neck, nibbling until he reached kiryu’s jaw.
“feel good?” majima said, the same smug tone in his voice, revelling in the fact that kiryu submit to him so easily, seeking pleasure from him.
“it feels good, nii-san” kiryu voice was nothing but a whimper. “you feel good” he corrected
majima felt his heart swell a little more at his words, looking at the man below him. kiryu looked beautiful, more than he would ever know. grey hair looking more disheveled than before, glasses half way down his nose and slightly crooked, his eyes fluttered almost shut.
as if he had read majima’s mind, kiryu looked directly at him, “liking what you see, goro?” he said, mocking majima’s previous tone.
majima let out a soft laugh, which quickly turned into a deep moan as kiryu wrapped his legs tighter around majima’s waist, causing more friction between the two. the use of his name had turned majima into putty in kiryu’s arms, softly moaning into his ear.
majima loosened his grip on both of their cocks, “don’t wanna cum like this” he breathed out, “i want to fuck you, kazuma” his breath warm on kiryu’s neck.
kiryu’s face turned red, eyes full of lust, looking the man in front of him up and down, his body language showing nothing but desperation.
“please nii-san” kiryu whined, majima just looked at him, kiryu knew exactly what he wanted, he wanted to hear him say it.
“tell me kazuma” he said, not breaking eye contact. “tell me what you want”
“i want-“ kiryu hesitated, swallowing. “i want you to fuck me, goro” whispering his name at the end of his sentence, like it was a prayer.
“lay on yer back for me” majima said, beginning to stand, his accent returning in excitement. kiryu did so, legs down and arms by his side. “legs open baby” majima smirked as he walked to a corner where he kept a few of his belongings.
kiryu’s face blushed even redder if that was possible, shy from the pet name. he shook his head with a smile, he should’ve expected it from majima.
the man on his mind returned, a small bottle in his hand. kiryu could only assume he knew what it was.
majima looked at the man laying waiting for him. admiring him. kiryu lie there, shamelessly. the arousal had taken over from any embarrassment he had before, wanting majima to explore every part of him. majima gawked at him for a moment, taking in the erotic sight he was lucky enough to see. kiryu with his legs spread, thighs twitching from excitement. his hair stuck to his forehead, mouth agape, the air coming out with his huffs and puffs visable due to the cold. majima had to resist the urge to get himself off just looking at kiryu, he felt his own cock twitch looking at kiryu’s, slick with saliva and precum, the sight was utterly provocative, but majima felt himself fall in love with the man a little more.
he climbed over kiryu, the man watching his every move. he layed on his side, his front pressed into the side of kiryu’s body. he placed the lube to the side, within easy reach.
“nii-san..” kiryu said, his usual tone. “why do you need lube in a fishing village?”
majima looked flushed, turning his head in embarrassment, looking everywhere except kiryu’s eyes. kiryu couldn’t help but smile at him, he looked adorable.
“i get some time alone sometimes” majima replied, his voice quiet.
kiryu felt relieved, realistically, he knew that majima wasn’t fucking anyone here, but the confirmation felt nice.
kiryu giggled, holding his head up to speak in majima’s ear, “do you think about me?”
majima almost lost it, gripping at kiryu’s hip, dropping his head to rest on his chest.
“i don’t think i ever stopped thinking you, kiryu-chan” he said, dropping the accent once more and looking into kiryu’s eyes.
kiryu brought him in for a kiss once more, majima reciprocating with just as much urgency. majima brought a hand down, bringing his hand back down between kiryu’s legs, grasping at the skin of his thighs. a hand came up to the back of majima’s head, caressing at his hair. kiryu looked at him with nothing but lust in his eyes.
majima reached over, grabbing the bottle of lube, kissing at kiryu’s chest, taking a nipple back into his mouth. majima just couldn’t get enough of the sounds coming out of the man, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever be able to keep his hands to himself.
kiryu’s cock twitched in anticipation, hearing the cap to the bottle flick open, taking a deep breath interrupted by a gasp, a cold sensation as majima applied a line from the tip of his length, all the way down to his balls. majima kept on nibbling at his chest, leaving bite marks in his place.
majima’s finger moved slowly, started at the tip and moving down, gathering the lube as he did, spreading it down and towards kiryu’s ass. the sensation causing the man to tense.
“relax for me kiryu-chan” majima brought his face to kiryu’s, finger tracing the shape of his hole. “let me take care of you” he said, before pressing his lips back to kiryu’s.
kazuma felt his breath shake as a finger pressed against his hole.
“can i, kiryu-chan?” majima spoke into kiryu’s mouth, applying more pressure, but not enough for his finger to enter.
kiryu writhed underneath him, seeking more stimulation. he looked at majima, nodding his head, the man just continued to tease him.
“please nii-san” he whined, “please” he begged in a whisper, turning into a gasp, majima not wasting anytime to grant his wishes, his middle finger entering the man below, he tensed again briefly, but majima began to kiss and nibble at his neck, the feeling of majima’s breath on a particularly sensitive part of his neck making him relax almost instantly, melting into the man as he began moving his finger. majima pushed his finger in down to the knuckle, earning a soft groan from kiryu. he moved it at a steady pace, curling forwards as he did so. the feeling was unfamiliar to kiryu, but not unpleasant. he took a moment to adjust, getting used to someone else touching such a delicate part of his body.
he thought about what was to come, if this felt good, majima’s cock was sure to feel heavenly.
he hummed in majima’s ear, longing for more.
“add another” kiryu’s voice was breathy, desperate, and it drove majima wild.
majima didn’t waste any time, pulling his finger out until just the tip was past the rim of kiryu’s asshole, skillfully gathering more lube on the tip of another finger, pressing it in until it slipped past his entrance. pushing both fingers in brought a whimper out of kiryu, breathing through his teeth.
“you haven’t done this before have ya? kiryu-chan?” majima whined his name at the end, same charming tone he always used, continuing to thrust both fingers.
“not with someone else” kiryu said, admitting that he had fingered himself in the past, majima’s cock twitched against kiryu’s hip, the thought of his kiryu-chan touching himself in such an erotic way turning him on more than he ever imagined.
“does it feel good, kazzy?” majima said, breath tickling kiryu’s ear, fingertips pressing against different spots inside of him, trying to find the one to make him lose his mind.
kiryu opened his mouth to reply, instead interrupted by the loudest sound he had made yet, the filthiest sound majima had ever heard. his hole gripped around majima’s fingers, legs shaking. majima didn’t except such a reaction out of him, but he wanted it again, pressing against the same spot, earning a similar reaction out of the man.
majima kept working his fingers inside kiryu, pressing against the new found spot with a steady pace.
sharp, quick gasps came from kiryu, his mouth hung open. he propped himself up, leaning back on his hands as majima moved to kneel in front of him again. a deep groan came from his chest, the sight of majima thrusting two fingers inside him was one he was never going to forget.
“i didn’t-“ kiryu’s words interrupted a gasp, unable to hold back his noises. “i didn’t know this felt so good” his words coming out as high pitched moans, throwing his head back.
“feels good don’t it kaz?” majima had a smirk on his face, his unoccupied hand holding kiryu’s hip.
kiryu didn’t respond, instead just reaching a hand down to grab majima’s wrist. he pushed the hand against his rear, wanting to feel majima’s fingers impossibly deep, grinding his hips in time with majima’s motions.
as much as majima wanted to remind kiryu that he was supposed to be relaxing, he found himself too aroused to even think. he couldn’t take his eyes away from the man chasing more pleasure below him, absolutely mindless from just two of majima’s fingers.
“i’m close nii-san” kiryu whimpered, chasing release but he whined, cock twitch in response to majima pulling his fingers out. frustrated at his lasting arousal and the now empty feeling in his hole.
“don’t worry kaz, just want you to cum with me inside ya” majima said, holding kiryu’s head as he pushed his falling glasses back up his nose.
kiryu’s mouth stayed open, breathing heavy as he looked at the man who had just said such filthy words to him like it was nothing.
majima pushed himself back, kneeling between kiryu’s knees again. “turn around for me kaz”
kazuma listened to him, not hesitating to do as he was asked, turning his body around. majima guided him, caressing his hips as he urged him to lay on his stomach. majima’s body was warm against kiryu, chest pressed against his back.
majima’s hips ground down, his cock sliding between kiryu’s ass cheeks, humping the man underneath him. his arms came to hold kiryu close to him, while still holding himself up, one of his hands reaching to roll one of kiryu’s nipple between his thumb and fingertip, achieving a soft moan of content out of kiryu, more than happy to take it slowly.
kiryu reached a hand behind, caressing majima’s hair while he lay delicate kisses on kiryu’s shoulder.
“i missed you, kiryu-chan”
at first, kiryu didn’t respond with words, just a mewl as majima pinched his nipple tighter between his fingers.
“show me, majima-no-niisan”
majima could hear the arousal in kiryu’s voice, feeling kiryu push his ass back against majima. he sat up, gripping kiryu’s cheeks in either hand.
“fuck ya look so good like this kaz” he said, completely infatuated with kiryu, who had sprawled out completely, arms above his head, chest flush against the futon below him. “tell me how bad ya want it” his voice was lewd, wanting to hear the man below beg for him.
“please, majima-san” he wiggled his ass, desperate to be touched again. “i need it, nii-san, i need it.” kiryu’s tone was whiney, babbling on about how desperate he was.
majima just continued to knead at his cheeks, enjoying how easily kiryu had surrendered to him. his heart warmed, comforted by the fact that kiryu trusted him enough for this.
kiryu leaned up on his elbows, turning his head as much as he could, majima took this as a sign to lean down to him, bringing his face close to kiryu’s.
“i need you, goro” kiryu’s voice was deep, lustful. “please”
majima placed a kiss on the corner of kiryu’s mouth. “i’ll take care of ya”
majima sat back up, his hands rubbing at kiryu’s back.
kiryu gasped, a cold sensation as majima covered his asshole with more lube. majima used to tip of his cock to spread it over kiryu, teasing his hole as he did so.
“you okay, kaz?” majima asked, quiet, pressing his head against kiryu’s hole.
“yes” he breathed, growing impatient. “please nii-san” still trying to push his ass back.
majima spread the lube over his own length, wanting to make the experience as comfortable as he could for kiryu.
pushing against him, he slipped in with surprisingly little resistance. a loud groan rumbled from kiryu’s throat, breathing through his teeth. the intrusion was unfamiliar, a stretch he hadn’t felt before.
majima gave him a moment to adjust, caressing his lower back, thumb rubbing back and forth. he pushed in further, kiryu taking him in slowly.
a sigh of relief came from both men as majima bottomed out, his hips flush against kiryu’s ass.
“majima” kiryu breathed out, majima could’ve melted, the sound of his name coming from kiryu rang through his ears.
majima pressed his front flush against kiryu’s back, bringing his arms around his shoulders and over the top of kiryu’s arms, covering kiryu’s hands with his own, interlacing their fingers.
kiryu’s head was tilted, resting against majima’s as majima rested his own in the crook of kiryu’s neck, kissing at all of his sweet spots. majima hugged him tighter, hands squeezing his as he began moving his hips.
lewd sounds coming from between the two men’s bodies as majima’s cock slid inside of kiryu.
“oh god kaz” majima’s voice was smooth, his breath warm against kiryu’s skin. both of their breaths visible in the cold air. “taking me so well”
kiryu let out soft moans with every thrust, nuzzling his body into majima’s in every way he could. nimble fingers gripping at the pillow beneath his head, majima’s soft lips pressing against the skin of his back. it was surreal to kiryu, majima was inside of him, the smooth skin of his hands stroking over his lower back. revelling in the safety of majima’s body enveloping his.
“goro” majima’s name fell off kiryu’s tongue. “i wanna see you” kiryu said, turning his head back as much as he could.
majima fulfilled his wishes, pulling out of him with a groan. the empty feeling kiryu felt didn’t last long, his hips being grasped by majima’s hands, guiding him to turn around, laying on his back again. majima hoisted kiryu’s legs around his waist, looking into kiryu’s eyes and he connected their bodies again, his dick stretching kiryu.
kiryu was the one to break eye contact, holding his head up to look between their bodies, an arm wrapped around majima’s shoulders, holding him close, his other hand tangled in his hair. the sight between their bodies aroused him more than he thought was possible. watching majima’s cock slide in and out of his body, slick as he fucked him with no resistance.
majima couldn’t hold himself back, fingers gripping into the sheet below kiryu, moans slurring out his mouth. kiryu looked heavenly underneath him, his mouth hung open, the most graceful moans majima had ever heard coming from his throat.
the sight drove majima crazy, beads of sweat forming all over his body. he let out a frustrated huff, wiping at the sweat around his eyepatch.
“sorry it’s gets a bit uncomfortable sometimes” majima chucked sheepishly, feeling embarrassed about his inconvenience. kiryu placed his hands either side of majima’s face, thumb caressing, a sympathetic look on his face as majima halted the movements of his hips, looking at kiryu with a sorrow eye. kiryu rested his forehead on majima’s, bringing his hands to where his eyepatch was secured on the back of his head. looking into his eye for consent.
“is this okay, majima-no-niisan?” kiryu asked, his voice soft, as if he could scare him away.
majima just nodded, his jaw tensing as kiryu loosened the knot, the straps falling. kiryu caressed at his face, taking the eyepatch off and placing it to the side with care. majima felt himself fall in love a little more.
kiryu looked at him like he was the most beautiful thing he had ever layed eyes on, his face soft, submissive. pulling majima’s face towards his, caressing the skin that wasn’t visable before and placing the most gentle kiss to the freckle beneath his missing eye.
“beautiful” he whispered into majima’s ear, still holding his head close. kiryu bucked his hips up, urging majima to move again. majima picked his movements back up, thrusting into kiryu. he sobbed in pleasure, holding kiryu close, the intimacy between them heightening the pleasure.
majima adjusted kiryu’s legs, raising his hips slightly. the sound that came from kiryu would be in majima’s mind forever, kiryu gripped at the sheets, clenching around majima. his breath was caught in his throat, shockwaves through his spine. majima didn’t once still his movements, keeping a steady rhythm against the spot that made kiryu crazy. gripping kiryu’s face in his hand, majima connected their lips again, kiryu breathlessly trying to keep up with the kiss, glasses steaming up from the heat of their breaths. wrapping his arms around majima he dug his nails into the fading tattoo covering the man’s back.
“majima, more, please” kiryu let out between moans, throwing his head back. majima slipped his head into the crook of kiryu’s neck, leaving bite marks. he moved his hand down, rubbing over kiryu’s nipples before grasping his neglected cock.
“yer fucking beautiful kaz” he breathed in his ear, jerking him off. “you don’t know how much i missed ya”
“i missed you too nii-san” kiryu replied, interrupted by a whimper as majima squeezed at the base of his erection.
“don’t ever leave me again” majima’s voice was deep, stern as he had a strong grip on kiryu’s face, forcing eye contact. “i can’t live without you anymore kiryu-chan” he whispered into kiryu’s neck.
kiryu brought a hand to his head, pulling majima’s hair, yanking his head back. “you look so pretty like this, goro” kiryu whispered, soft moans as he felt majima’s heavy breathing on his face.
“fuck kaz yer killing me” majima moaned, his cock twitching inside kiryu. jerking kiryu quicker, thumb swiping his tip with every thrust.
“nii-san, i need to cum, please” kiryu legs wrapped around majima’s waist even tighter, pulling him deeper.
“please goro, fuck please!” kiryu’s voice got loud, shamelessly seeking release.
majima leant back, not letting up the pace of his thrusts, one hand gliding over kiryu’s cock, other gripping his chin, forcing kiryu to look at him.
“cum for me kazuma, look at me while you cum.” majima’s words sounded like pure filth in kiryu’s ears, the eye contact sending him over the edge.
kiryu’s eyes rolled back, back arching as he dug his nails into majima’s biceps. majima didn’t let up his pace, hips snapping in time with his hand. kiryu’s breath shook, hole clenching around majima.
“cumming” he whined, following my a string of moans, blabbering majima’s name.
his body tensed up, head slumping back as he submitted to his orgasm. majima could feel kiryu’s thighs shaking as he came, and loud.
the sight alone sent majima into his own orgasm. kiryu beneath him, back arched and chest painted white. fucking into him hard as he clutched at kiryu’s face in his hands, bring his own face to meet his, breathing heavy as he reached his own peak. hips stilling and legs shaking, grunting into kazuma’s mouth.
kiryu held him close, catching his breath as majima did the same. majima went to pull out, but kiryu stopped him, his legs still around his waist, keeping majima inside of him.
“stay, just for a minute” kiryu begged, his voice hoarse from his orgasm. majima just nodded, body weak but still holding himself up for kiryu.
majima stroked his face, kissing him gently, as if he would break. kiryu sighed into him, feeling his entire body relaxing, melting into the futon below him.
“i love you and all but i gotta clean you up kaz” majima said, pulling out of kiryu and placing a kiss to his forehead.
kiryu’s eyes widened, watching majima shiver from the cold as he walked away.
majima returned in a short moment, placing a damp cloth and two pairs of clean boxers next to kiryu. picking his previously discarded brown jacket up off the floor, pulling kiryu to sit up just enough to wrap it around his shoulders, still clueless.
“you love me?” kiryu whispered.
majima froze, words caught in his throat while he looked kiryu, trying to read his face. he expected things to be awkward, for kiryu to get dressed and leave without a word, but he didn’t.
instead kiryu reached out to his face, pulling him close.
“i love you too goro, always” kiryu placed a kiss to the tip of majima’s nose.
majima exhaled, not realised he was holding his breath, pressing his forehead against kiryu’s. the two were a mess. majima stood by kiryu’s side, stark naked, goosebumps over his body from the sudden cold. kiryu lay there, leaning up one arm, the other reaching to majima, also completely naked, except his socks and the jacket swung over his shoulders.
majima got brought back to reality as kiryu’s body began to shake. pressing a kiss to his lips, he guided kiryu back down.
kiryu’s stomach tensed, the cloth that majima had dampened with warm water had quickly turned cold due to the air.
“don’t worry, i’ll be quick, kiryu-chan”
majima kneeled in front of kiryu again, wiping over his chest and stomach, cleaning the mess kiryu had made of himself, kiryu hissing as he wiped over the tip of kiryu’s now soft dick. majima pressed a tender kiss to his lips. “sorry kaz but i gotta clean ya”
“it’s okay” he whispered, reaching his head up for another sweet kiss.
majima spread kiryu’s legs a little more, cleaning up what was left of majima’s release. seeing majima do such a loving act warmed his heart, kiryu had never been taken care of like this before. majima discarded of the now dirty cloth before slipping a clean pair of his boxers over kiryu’s legs, kiryu lifted his hips, allowing majima to dress him again.
a yawn came from kiryu, followed by him finally taking his glasses off to rub his eyes.
“those damn glasses” majima chuckled, “almost lost my mind seeing those kaz”
“almost?” kiryu remarked back, “seems to me like you did” he said sarcastically, smirk on his face.
majima didn’t snap back like he usually would, just smiling and placing another soft kiss to kiryu’s lips.
majima stood again, dressing himself in clean underwear, grabbing a neatly folded blanket. he moved both his eyepatch and kiryu’s glasses to the side, placing them both carefully next to the top end of the futon.
he lay his own body next to kiryu, kiryu not hesitating to move his body close. kiryu sat up slightly, moving majima with enough force to have him laying underneath him, he flopped on top of him, yawning.
“sleep for a bit kaz, ya gotta rest” majima said, adjusting his jacket so that it lay straight over kiryu’s shoulders again, covering the torso of the man who now lay over him. kiryu rested his head on majima’s upper chest, his forehead resting on the crook of his neck. majima lay the blanket over them both, kiryu humming lightly in response.
“don’t go anywhere” kiryu whispered.
“ain’t going nowhere kaz”
“promise?”
“mm” majima agreed, tiredness taking over him too, “promise”
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the door creaked open, saejima stepping foot in carefully, not knowing what sight he might be been about to see. he opened the door fully, relieved at the sight he did see.
“sorry bro, but it’s too cold to stay out any longer” saejima apologised to his kyodai, his voice quiet as to not wake the sleeping man.
majima just nodded, half asleep himself.
daigo followed into the shack, shutting the door behind him before turning around with a gasp.
“oh?” was all that left his mouth as he took in what he was witnessing. the man he viewed as a father, the dragon of dojima, lay atop of majima. clothes discarded on the floor, legs tangled and peeking out the bottom of the blanket that cover the two.
saejima just patted his shoulder, passing him a drink and sitting on the stools they were all sat on previously. watching as majima let sleep take over him, the feeling of content finally allowing him to have his own body relax.
majima whispered to himself before he gave into sleep, “i promise, kiryu-chan”