[ Renji steered them through the darkened club, striding with purpose past the bar and the open floor and towards the restrooms in the back. He felt the tremble in Keigo's arms as he clutched onto him more powerfully than the bass reverberating through the room, smelled that sweet perfume more sharply than the alcohol pouring into eager glasses. Again he felt an insane urge to stop right in his tracks and pull Keigo onto him, seat him on his cock and watch his body writhe in time with the pounding music. But practicality had to meet his arousal partway, and anyway Renji still wanted to live after this, so he continued towards a place that was... a little more private. ]
Not if we're careful.
[ Though the grin on his face suggested that Renji had no intention of being careful even if he were capable of such a thing. Not to mention their combined pheromones drew the eye of every patron as they walked past, leaving a trail of voyeurs in their wake.
Renji relished the pressure of their stares on him and especially on Keigo, flushed and hanging off his arm. He encouraged the proximity, let his arm pull so Keigo's body would have to angle closer to him and nuzzle up harder against his shoulder. His tails swayed and caressed up Keigo's back, light touches of his affection that he'd normally never be so bold to display. ]
Besides... [ Renji leaned closer to Keigo, placing a soft kiss on the delicate shell of his ear and purring softly. ] Seems like that doesn't bother you that much.
[ A sharp turn down a separate hallway lead to an apparently empty restroom. They couldn't get there fast enough. That teasing refrain and sweet sample of intimacy did nothing to satisfy the hot flood of desire he had for Keigo. Renji let the door swing shut behind them and give at least the illusion of privacy before his hands pulled around Keigo's waist. His fingers found the base of his twitching tail again, looking to elicit another wanton cry from his lips. He would've liked to have an audience here, but the slight echo of the tiles and their reflections in the mirror and the shifting shadows through the slit of light under the door provided a similar kind of thrill. ]
[ keigo was as pliant as putty as they weaved in and out of the crowds, easily guided by renji's hands so that by the time they reached the restroom, he was practically melded to his side. the husky whisper that brushed against his ear raised the hairs on his neck, his tail even fluffing slightly as he shivered through the sensation. the level of stimulation was so profound that keigo feared he'd truly lose control before long. it was like he was drunk and drugged all at once, a steady thump of his heartbeat echoing loudly in his head, pounding rhythmically with the bass of the music.
the muffled sounds of the club from beyond the closed door were a perfect backdrop to their current activities, painting the scene with an overtone of risk as renji snatched keigo by the hips. as his fingers dipped down to the base of his tail, keigo's throat tightened, a last ditch effort to prevent himself from crying out. it didn't work.
keigo's mouth opened, his tongue swiping against his teeth before he let out a low, desperate sound, a moan that seemed to bounce off the walls and back into keigo's ears, deafening his thoughts. his hands clung to renji's body, clawed fingers tight in the fabric of his clothing as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. the touch was so slight but it felt electrifying, urging his hips to roll forward against renji. it was humiliating how he was already reduced to panting heavily, his tongue rolling down to lick against his lips absently as the air puffed past them. ]
Renji... [ keigo pressed his hips forward, trying to ignore how loud even his rasped whisper sounded in that tiled room. ] D-don't mess with me... hurry up before someone comes in...
[ The acoustics of this bathroom seemed like they were made specifically with lewd purposes in mind. Keigo's wanton moans and hoarse whimpers reverberated across the tiles, heightening the bass notes in his sensual voice. It seemed like it could be heard even to the end of the long hallway they'd just come through, a strangely appealing thought to Renji at the moment. Maybe the siren's call would have the same effect on some stranger as it did on him, stoking a longing to drift closer, to hear more. ]
Hurry up with what, Keigo?
[ Obviously Keigo's plaintive request had fallen on deaf ears as Renji continued to mess with him. One hand on Keigo's waist encouraged the roll of his hips, fingers slipping up under the fabric of his shirt to press lightly into his back. The other hand grasped Keigo's tail tighter. His wrist pulled in gentle, languid strokes, savouring the feel of soft fur between his fingers and every twitch and sway of it in his hand. ]
You haven't told me what you want yet.
[ And Keigo had better answer quickly. He could sense the Prismals just past these walls as well as Keigo could, their spiritual signatures fluttering in vague and aimless directions. Just one needed to turn the corner and find their way here. ]
[ were the walls mocking him? it felt that way as his own sounds were thrown back at him, a shameful reminder of where they were no matter how hazy with lust keigo was feeling. and renji, the bastard that he was being, wasn't making that easier on him. between the idle stroking of his tail accompanied by the sudden squeeze and the encouragement of his rolling hips, keigo was largely unable to prevent himself from acting and sounding like an animal in heat.
his body was trembling from the overstimulation, the press of his hips against renji sending shockwaves up and down his spine, but it felt even more intense somehow. maybe it was because the stimulation extended down his spine and through his tail, which renji was so mercilessly toying with. he whined and clutched harder to renji's body, eyes glazed over as he stared up at him, desperate. ]
Y-you know wh-what I want...!
[ did he really have to say it? renji looked like a demon right now, with his complexion and hair, not to mention the many tails he sported. it really felt like a dream or a trick... but every bit of pressure was causing keigo to feel weaker and weaker, a very real need throbbing hard in his groin. ]
I w-want you t-to... [ he was stumbling over his words more obviously now, partially due to his embarrassment and partially due to how much stimulus he had to process. eventually, he got there: ] I want you to fuck me. Y-you asshole... you know that's wh-what I want and you're makin' me s-say it...! [ he squeezed at renji's bicep in retaliation, seemingly uncaring if he pricked him with his claws or not. ]
[ A low exhale left Renji's lips as Keigo's fingers tightened over his arm, his claws close to piercing him. The pain brought his desire to a sharper focus, heightened the sensation of heat that seared where their skin touched. He grinned and leaned close to kiss Keigo's reddened cheek, a teasingly placating gesture. ]
Because you sound so good asking for it.
[ If he had the time or the patience right now, Renji would have liked to let Keigo hang in this precarious place of frustrated, desperate arousal a little longer. He'd milk every last drop of urgency in his voice, have him go hoarse begging for him in between calling him an asshole. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time or patience for it now. Even in the playful mood Renji's in, he couldn't delay the gratification of his needs, and Keigo's, much longer.
Still, Renji gave one last, long stroke up Keigo's tail before he released him. Both his hands settled on Keigo's waist, pulling him close again for one brief moment. He ground against Keigo, fancied he could feel the heat and throb of his arousal, and then with gentle guidance he turned Keigo to face the counter and the mirror. He weighed against Keigo's back, hands still firm on his waist, intent on bending him forward, on drowning him in his scent. The hard length of his cock pressed against Keigo through the thin fabric of his robe.
Renji's bright eyes were reflected in the mirror, watching Keigo from just over his shoulder. His head tilted and they crinkled slightly, a mischievous flash catching the light. ]
Aren't you forgetting "please", though?
[ Alright, so maybe he had a little more patience left. ]
[ keigo wasn't exactly amused by the nearly patronizing way renji was treating him, even if the small touches he was imparting did serve to provide a small amount of relief. in a way, it made it even more difficult, since the touches weren't quite enough to get him what he wanted. the stroking to his tail and even the grinding against him were momentary, fleeting sensations that ultimately faded far too quickly, leaving keigo almost painfully wanting.
it was for that reason that keigo wasn't nearly as resistant as he might have been normally. if his mind and body hadn't been rewired for sex in this moment, he would have protested the circumstance more, maybe bargained with renji to have them do it in a stall instead. but as renji guided him by his hips, keigo could only obey. he positioned himself against the counter, dick hard and straining against his clothes, and the very moment he felt that rigid length pressed against him, he bucked his hips backwards, craving more.
but once again, renji was serving to complicate matters further. wasn't it enough that keigo was acting like this, so beyond his normal comfort zone? did he really have to beg? ]
...Please.
[ ...apparently so. keigo was too frustrated to let his pride and shame get in between him and renji's thick dick splitting him open. ]
Please fuck me... I can't take it anymore. H-hurry up...
[ The reflection of Renji's tails flicked slightly, a shiver of pleasure chasing up his spine at Keigo's voice cracking as he pleaded for his dick. His grin widened, almost beaming. ]
Very good.
[ The praise was sincere, tinged with affection. How could it not be, when Keigo's begging was so charming? In response, Renji's hands skimmed forward from Keigo's waist to the front of his pants, giving one quick stroke across his straining cock. He loosened the top button carefully, claws only slightly grazing his skin as he lowered the zipper. As he slid the waistband down Keigo's thighs, Renji placed a slow kiss on the nape of his pale neck. Canines brushed his flesh for a moment, intent on raising goosebumps, before he lifted his head and met Keigo's gaze in the mirror. ]
Wasn't so hard, was it?
[ Renji didn't care to toy with Keigo any longer than that though. He undid the sash around his waist, let his robe fall open and reveal just how loosely tied it was. His fingers spread Keigo apart and he pressed his cock into the cleft of Keigo's ass, slicking him with his heat and hardness with one stroke, then another.
When he entered Keigo, he did so slowly, indulgently, like sinking into the heat of a hot spring. He exhaled low and content, a purr of satisfaction leaving his throat. And through it all, his eyes stayed fixed on Keigo's reflection, wanting to savour every bit of his reaction as he finally received what he'd so obediently asked for. ]
[ renji would pay for this eventually. maybe not right now, but keigo would think back on this moment and seethe from humiliation. but much like an animal in heat, he wasn't thinking about the future, he was thinking about getting fucked. he licked his lips absently as renji praised him, a soft whimper leaving his throat as he anticipated more delays.
surely renji wouldn't be so cruel... but he seemed to get enjoyment out of keigo's writhing. sure enough, though, renji actually made good on his word, so to speak. keigo shuddered when the touch of his fingers reached his cock, leading to his legs trembling and his back arching. he was leaning forward against the counter, his ears limp and flat against his skull as he panted. soon, soon, he'd get what he wanted.
when keigo felt the shift of fabric and the warmth of renji's dick against his ass, he practically went into an unfamiliar autopilot. anticipation propelled the adrenaline through his veins, and keigo lifted his hips, tail erected up and exposing himself fully. his breathing was a ragged shudder now, pupils dilated as he rolled his posture to the balls of his feet. ]
Oh fuck...! [ he gasped as renji slowly sank into him. it was like a fire kindling in his body, the nerve endings singing with stimulation as renji's cock filled him, bit by bit. the slow plying of his inner walls felt even more tantalizing than before, and keigo pushed back to meet renji's hips, eager to get him flush against his body. ] F-fuck, R-Renji... [ keigo's gaze caught renji's but rather than look away, he stared back. he was too dazed now that he was bent over like this, ready to take him like he was being paid to. ]
[ Renji's voice was shaky as he teased Keigo, excitement letting his voice slip back into his usual rough manner of speech, the tenor of his voice almost loving. The way everything about Keigo begged for him, wanted him—from how his pheromones saturated the room to his pleading voice to the way his body rose to meet him—was its own aphrodisiac. And Renji was just as demonstrative of his desire for Keigo, sinking deeper inside him just as he asked, the grip around the swell of his ass tightening as Keigo accepted more of him inside. He bent forward as he thrust into Keigo, his lips coming to the shell of Keigo's ear. ]
Were you thinking 'bout getting my cock inside you while you were talking to all those people?
[ A frisson of excitement at the thought of it shot up Renji's spine, made his tails shiver imagining what his would-be audience was missing out on. How gorgeous Keigo looked with his ass in the air and his eyes hazy with lust. As he sunk almost to the hilt, a hand slid up to rest at the base of Keigo's erect tail, fingering the soft fur. ]
Were you fantasizing 'bout me filling you up while they were right there watching you, Keigo?
[ Renji purred his name in a low voice, making clear that this was not just sweet nothings that he was whispering but an invitation to hear him speak. To get him to part his lips so when Renji thrust inside him he couldn't bite down on a moan or stifle the sound of his voice. This washroom had already demonstrated its superb acoustics, it seemed a shame to waste it now. ]
[ though part of him knew there would be stipulations to his request, he waited impatiently regardless, his posture still poised and ready to be taken like an animal in heat. the muscles in his legs trembled as renji sunk further in, the measured thrust just almost being enough, but not quite. his fingers tightened around the countertop, his flushed cock dripping obscenely underneath, and keigo fell into the trap without a second thought. ]
I...
[ his voice was an unfamiliar cadence often reserved for the times he had either been drunk or under the influence of aphrodisiacs back on the station. but he either hadn't noticed or simply didn't care, since he didn't attempt to cover it up the more he spoke. ]
Y-yeah... I wanted you to fuck me...
[ he punctuated that with a whining sound, urging his hips up and back, pushing against renji in an effort to get him moving again. the stroking to the base of his tail only made that movement more urgent. ]
Even as they were talking to us... That was in my head...! You fucking me so hard and deep... Feeling your cock fill me up... S-so...! Please....!
[ Keigo might not have noticed the shift in his voice, thick with arousal, half intoxicated, but Renji definitely did. It reverberated in his ears like the ring of a bell. An erotic lilt that sent tingles up his spine and raised the hairs on the back of his neck. That and the way Keigo ground back into him, so impatient, so fucking hungry for it, made it impossible to deny him any longer. ]
Fuck, Keigo.
[ Renji's fingers dug harder into Keigo's hips as he sank the full length of himself into Keigo. His head bent and he bit down on Keigo's nape, a low growl rolling from deep in his throat as the heat of Keigo took him in and wrapped around him so tight. Reiatsu roiled around his form, dense and oppressive and seemingly spilling into every corner of the small space. For a moment, Renji hung in suspension like that, luxuriating in the heat of Keigo and in his sweet smell, leaving a slow kiss on his collar where he'd left a faint trace of teeth marks.
And then he started fucking him, earnest and hard and deep. Just as Keigo asked. His breath grew ragged, the knife-sharp edge of his gold eyes blurring with pleasure as he rocked against him in an insistent, steady rhythm. He made each thrust with the intention of burying himself in Keigo as far as he could go, letting him hug tight around his cock. ]
Wish you'd just said that then. [ A hand slid up from Keigo's hip, smoothed across his spine, and curled around his jaw. Renji tilted his head upwards, enough for Keigo to watch himself come undone in the mirror. ] They'd see how fuckin' hot you are right now.
[ His thumb grazed rough over Keigo's cheek, a possessive kind of devotion resonating in his touch. ]
[ finally. the deep, hard thrusts he'd been yearning for nearly scared keigo from the level of gratification he derived alone. it was like a pleasure center overload, having that thick flesh piston into his body, parting him widely around the thickness of it. he could practically feel every fibre stretch and pull, taut and firm, as renji rammed into him with such tantalizing force. keigo had to grip at the countertop firmly to keep himself from being shoved over too much, doubling as a source of leverage to push himself back against him. the combined force of renji's brutal thrusting and keigo's pliant and needy grinding was hitting all the right buttons.
his voice was a wavering cry as he started to sink further into an almost mindless rutting, barely registering what renji had been saying to him until he realized he was staring at the image of himself getting fucked out. keigo's throat tightened, a gasp sharply cutting through the groans and pants, and his fingers dug down against the smooth counter.
he really looked like a slut, didn't he... getting bent over a public restroom countertop, letting his boyfriend work him over like he paid him for the privilege. his tail was curled up and back, quivering from the force and the almost electric shocks of pleasure that ran up and down his spine. he could barely recognize himself, even despite the animalistic features... ]
Nghh...
[ the idea of being watched was pretty humiliating, but even as keigo's ears flattened against his skull, his muscles clenched tightly around renji's dick, milking him in time with the urgent rolling of his hips. he looked askance, the embarrassment flooding over him even as he still actively encouraged renji's raw pounding. ]
I-I don't want anyone t-to s-see me ... like this...
[ It felt so fucking good to be wanted like this. Renji couldn't get over the feeling as Keigo's body sang out for him, the sound he made when he first dove deep inside him. The whine of his voice, the way he could feel his throat tighten from the constricted rasp of his groans, was an intoxicating experience. Stimulation unmatched save for the pressure as he clamped down on his cock. ]
Mmm... [ Renji moaned as Keigo wrung his dick, the slick walls of him enveloping him with feverish heat and erotic stimulation. ] You sure?
[ His fingers tightened around his jaw, guiding his attention back to the mirror. To his face twisted with lust, desperate for his cock. To every animal part of him that begged to be mated, to the curl of his quivering tail and his flattened ears that called to Renji's instincts that he was ripe for the taking. His narrowed eyes, half-crinkled in pleasure, said all that he wasn't verbalizing. That he was too exquisite to be kept confined in the bathroom of some club, that anyone would leap at the privilege of seeing this lewd display.
Renji released Keigo's chin after a moment to admire himself, his hands coming down to his hips again and gripping tight, He sank deep into Keigo's ass once more and, after plunging to the depths of him, stayed there. His fingers wandered up, fingering at the groove of his adonis belt, caressing at his ribcage. He planted kisses and soft love bites on his nape and across his shoulders as he bent forward. His hands slid over his shoulder blades and down his arms until they rested over Keigo's, his fingers closing over and entwining his. If Keigo wanted to keep thrusting back against him he wasn't going to stop him. He just wanted to settle back and look at him for a bit.
Spine curving a little more, he gave a short nip at Keigo's soft ear and whispered: ] So this show's just for me then?
[ the goal was to try and keep some level of dignity intact through all of this, but that simply wasn't possible with how things were progressing. the shame that keigo felt was real, but the surge of pheromones was far more powerful than he anticipated. he felt dizzy, drunk of renji's dick and the sensations and affections he was doling out to him. he didn't resist as he was brought to look at himself in the mirror, once again barely recognizing himself.
maybe then... it was fine... if he couldn't recognize himself for now.
keigo shuddered as renji's thrusts started to slow until they stopped, thick cock nestled deeply inside of him and holding him open. his tail quivered as the stimulation ebbed into something different, a persistent pressure that made his hairs stand up on his arms and his tail itself. he was pressing up right against that spot, but not moving... being held in place like this almost felt too restrictive, but it only strengthened keigo's arousal, making his cock twitch as droplets of clear fluid flecked down to the tile below. once renji moved to place his hands back over keigo's own, however, keigo wasn't going to wait for permission.
he started thrusting back again, as if he was impossibly trying to take renji even deeper still. his panting was growing louder, desperate and nearly mindless amid all the heat and fragrant pheromones. he was dizzy again, eyes rolling back and fluttering closed as a jolt of pure pleasure devoured his senses.
what was renji saying..? ah, right. keigo's throat felt tight and dry, and his voice came out equally cracked, but distracted all the same. ]
Y-yeah... just you...
[ he groaned a bit louder than he had allowed himself to previously, mildly negating his own fears of being overheard and discovered. ]
I w-want you to use me... f-fuck me out and fill me with come... B-but I don't want anyone... to see...
[ the validity of that statement was tenuous anymore, what with keigo actively rutting himself back against renji's pelvis. his rigid cock was bobbing from the force, slicked from the near continuous dripping of precome that was relentlessly coaxed out of him. ]
D-don't you wanna fill me up?
[ at that moment, keigo glanced up at renji's reflection, eyes hazed and glossy. he looked drunk, the anxiety quickly dissolving the more neglected his arousal went. ]
C'mon, hurry... before someone sees...
[ as if some measure of coyness was returning, keigo wagged his tail back and forth while grinding his ass against renji's hips, allowing more filthy words to spill from his lips. ]
I want to be fucked raw by your thick cock. I want you to let loose like an animal, I want it dripping down my thighs. I need it... C'mon...
[ The urgent way Keigo's hips rolled back—fucking himself on Renji's cock in desperate, senseless desire—was a sight that would be burned into Renji's mind for the rest of his life. The glaze of absolute lust in his eyes was captivating, gorgeous in his single-minded abandon. His handsome face twisted with an obscene expression, looking only at him. He could track the burning arch of his spine to the sensual sway of his tail, his eyes devouring this presentation as eagerly as Keigo's walls wrung out his dick. ]
Haa... [ Renji sighed, burying his face into the nape of Keigo's neck as his fingers tightened over his hand. Tender if not for the way Renji thrust up slow and sweet into him. ] Keigo...
[ Keigo made a compelling argument, he had to admit. Renji wouldn't want anyone else to see this now, either. As much as he felt an urge to show off, to feel an appreciative gaze on him, the only person whose opinion he cared about was already staring him in the mirror, begging for his cock. ]
Hearin' you talk so fuckin' dirty... [ He laughed low into Keigo's ear as he placed a kiss into his soft hair. ] You always sounds sexy as hell.
[ Renji's hips rolled again, his pace picking up. He groaned as the warmth of him enveloped his cock, so tight and so greedy. His hands around Keigo's moved, making his arms reach further down the counter as he bent him even farther forward. ]
C'mon, Keigo. Can't sense nobody comin' near, can ya? [ The fluttering reiatsu of the club goers outside vibrated in time with the bass of the music, flitting dangerously close to the corridor leading to this bathroom. But not quite turning that corner. At least, not yet. ] Let's fuckin' hear it.
[ Renji gave a little love bite on Keigo's shoulder, teeth almost sinking into the skin before sucking a light bruise on his pale skin. He tasted as nectar-like as his alluring pheromones, and Renji licked his tongue over the spot for good measure. ]
Tell me how good my cock is in you.
[ The snap of his hips grew faster in increments, focusing more on plunging as deep as he could into Keigo. His breathing turned harsh, almost ragged, as he fucked him harder and harder. He wanted to pry him open, drag the heat of his cock over all the places inside him that made his toes curl and his body quake. Every drive of his arousal moved to force more lovely moans out of his mouth. So he'd never forget the shape of his cock or what he just said, that he was his to use. ]
[ like some kind of pet validated for performing a command correctly, keigo's eyes seemed to light up a bit and his lips split into a lewd grin as renji praised and complimented his dirty talk. if there was one thing keigo was good at, it was talking... and apparently giving a voice to his filthy desires was the way to go to get at least part of what he wanted. he laughed in kind, light and airy, though the sound tapered off into a humming mewl once renji's hips started moving again. ]
Nnghh, fuck...!
[ a hissed curse was all he could put together before his whole body started to quiver again, wracking his spine with electric shocks every time renji bottomed out against him. and it grew in intensity once renji pushed him further over the countertop. keigo's hands slapped against the hard surface as he momentarily lost his purchase, legs shaking and repositioning to let his head press down against his forearms. all the while, he was rolling his hips back to meet every thrust, moaning and keening like the animal he resembled in heat. how did it feel this good? how could he even describe it?
seemed like renji wanted him to do just that. the bite, followed by that suction pulling a bruise to his skin, was like an accent to the main course of his dick powering into his ass, bruising him up far more than his mouth would, no doubt. but keigo didn't care about that. he didn't really care about anything but fucking and rutting, as evidenced by the quickly dissolving resolve to keep things quiet.
rhythmic panting gave way to shaky moans and desperate whimpers, his rigid cock bobbing with every thrust into him. keigo lifted his head, then used his arms to push his upper body upright again, his voice clearer than before. ]
It... ghhahhh... it feels so good... It's splitting me apart and I want more...
[ a dizzying sensation came over him, wracking up and down his neck and shoulders, fluttering his heart and twisting his gut. he was so warm and everything was happening so fast. ]
Wh-when you keep hitting it like that, I almost wanna pass out... [ keigo looked over his shoulder at renji, albeit shakily, and fixed another lustful stare on him. ] Are you getting harder listening to me? It's almost like I can feel you twitching...
[ for good measure, keigo pushed his hips back with some extra force, muscles tightening down around him from base to tip. ]
Eheh... I wasn't kidding when I said I want it all. Do I have to milk it from you?
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reachingfangs) wrote2019-05-27 03:05 pm
▶ keigo (nsfw)
[ Renji steered them through the darkened club, striding with purpose past the bar and the open floor and towards the restrooms in the back. He felt the tremble in Keigo's arms as he clutched onto him more powerfully than the bass reverberating through the room, smelled that sweet perfume more sharply than the alcohol pouring into eager glasses. Again he felt an insane urge to stop right in his tracks and pull Keigo onto him, seat him on his cock and watch his body writhe in time with the pounding music. But practicality had to meet his arousal partway, and anyway Renji still wanted to live after this, so he continued towards a place that was... a little more private. ]
Not if we're careful.
[ Though the grin on his face suggested that Renji had no intention of being careful even if he were capable of such a thing. Not to mention their combined pheromones drew the eye of every patron as they walked past, leaving a trail of voyeurs in their wake.
Renji relished the pressure of their stares on him and especially on Keigo, flushed and hanging off his arm. He encouraged the proximity, let his arm pull so Keigo's body would have to angle closer to him and nuzzle up harder against his shoulder. His tails swayed and caressed up Keigo's back, light touches of his affection that he'd normally never be so bold to display. ]
Besides... [ Renji leaned closer to Keigo, placing a soft kiss on the delicate shell of his ear and purring softly. ] Seems like that doesn't bother you that much.
[ A sharp turn down a separate hallway lead to an apparently empty restroom. They couldn't get there fast enough. That teasing refrain and sweet sample of intimacy did nothing to satisfy the hot flood of desire he had for Keigo. Renji let the door swing shut behind them and give at least the illusion of privacy before his hands pulled around Keigo's waist. His fingers found the base of his twitching tail again, looking to elicit another wanton cry from his lips. He would've liked to have an audience here, but the slight echo of the tiles and their reflections in the mirror and the shifting shadows through the slit of light under the door provided a similar kind of thrill. ]
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[ keigo was as pliant as putty as they weaved in and out of the crowds, easily guided by renji's hands so that by the time they reached the restroom, he was practically melded to his side. the husky whisper that brushed against his ear raised the hairs on his neck, his tail even fluffing slightly as he shivered through the sensation. the level of stimulation was so profound that keigo feared he'd truly lose control before long. it was like he was drunk and drugged all at once, a steady thump of his heartbeat echoing loudly in his head, pounding rhythmically with the bass of the music.
the muffled sounds of the club from beyond the closed door were a perfect backdrop to their current activities, painting the scene with an overtone of risk as renji snatched keigo by the hips. as his fingers dipped down to the base of his tail, keigo's throat tightened, a last ditch effort to prevent himself from crying out. it didn't work.
keigo's mouth opened, his tongue swiping against his teeth before he let out a low, desperate sound, a moan that seemed to bounce off the walls and back into keigo's ears, deafening his thoughts. his hands clung to renji's body, clawed fingers tight in the fabric of his clothing as he shifted his weight from one foot to the other. the touch was so slight but it felt electrifying, urging his hips to roll forward against renji. it was humiliating how he was already reduced to panting heavily, his tongue rolling down to lick against his lips absently as the air puffed past them. ]
Renji... [ keigo pressed his hips forward, trying to ignore how loud even his rasped whisper sounded in that tiled room. ] D-don't mess with me... hurry up before someone comes in...
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Hurry up with what, Keigo?
[ Obviously Keigo's plaintive request had fallen on deaf ears as Renji continued to mess with him. One hand on Keigo's waist encouraged the roll of his hips, fingers slipping up under the fabric of his shirt to press lightly into his back. The other hand grasped Keigo's tail tighter. His wrist pulled in gentle, languid strokes, savouring the feel of soft fur between his fingers and every twitch and sway of it in his hand. ]
You haven't told me what you want yet.
[ And Keigo had better answer quickly. He could sense the Prismals just past these walls as well as Keigo could, their spiritual signatures fluttering in vague and aimless directions. Just one needed to turn the corner and find their way here. ]
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[ were the walls mocking him? it felt that way as his own sounds were thrown back at him, a shameful reminder of where they were no matter how hazy with lust keigo was feeling. and renji, the bastard that he was being, wasn't making that easier on him. between the idle stroking of his tail accompanied by the sudden squeeze and the encouragement of his rolling hips, keigo was largely unable to prevent himself from acting and sounding like an animal in heat.
his body was trembling from the overstimulation, the press of his hips against renji sending shockwaves up and down his spine, but it felt even more intense somehow. maybe it was because the stimulation extended down his spine and through his tail, which renji was so mercilessly toying with. he whined and clutched harder to renji's body, eyes glazed over as he stared up at him, desperate. ]
Y-you know wh-what I want...!
[ did he really have to say it? renji looked like a demon right now, with his complexion and hair, not to mention the many tails he sported. it really felt like a dream or a trick... but every bit of pressure was causing keigo to feel weaker and weaker, a very real need throbbing hard in his groin. ]
I w-want you t-to... [ he was stumbling over his words more obviously now, partially due to his embarrassment and partially due to how much stimulus he had to process. eventually, he got there: ] I want you to fuck me. Y-you asshole... you know that's wh-what I want and you're makin' me s-say it...! [ he squeezed at renji's bicep in retaliation, seemingly uncaring if he pricked him with his claws or not. ]
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Because you sound so good asking for it.
[ If he had the time or the patience right now, Renji would have liked to let Keigo hang in this precarious place of frustrated, desperate arousal a little longer. He'd milk every last drop of urgency in his voice, have him go hoarse begging for him in between calling him an asshole. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time or patience for it now. Even in the playful mood Renji's in, he couldn't delay the gratification of his needs, and Keigo's, much longer.
Still, Renji gave one last, long stroke up Keigo's tail before he released him. Both his hands settled on Keigo's waist, pulling him close again for one brief moment. He ground against Keigo, fancied he could feel the heat and throb of his arousal, and then with gentle guidance he turned Keigo to face the counter and the mirror. He weighed against Keigo's back, hands still firm on his waist, intent on bending him forward, on drowning him in his scent. The hard length of his cock pressed against Keigo through the thin fabric of his robe.
Renji's bright eyes were reflected in the mirror, watching Keigo from just over his shoulder. His head tilted and they crinkled slightly, a mischievous flash catching the light. ]
Aren't you forgetting "please", though?
[ Alright, so maybe he had a little more patience left. ]
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[ keigo wasn't exactly amused by the nearly patronizing way renji was treating him, even if the small touches he was imparting did serve to provide a small amount of relief. in a way, it made it even more difficult, since the touches weren't quite enough to get him what he wanted. the stroking to his tail and even the grinding against him were momentary, fleeting sensations that ultimately faded far too quickly, leaving keigo almost painfully wanting.
it was for that reason that keigo wasn't nearly as resistant as he might have been normally. if his mind and body hadn't been rewired for sex in this moment, he would have protested the circumstance more, maybe bargained with renji to have them do it in a stall instead. but as renji guided him by his hips, keigo could only obey. he positioned himself against the counter, dick hard and straining against his clothes, and the very moment he felt that rigid length pressed against him, he bucked his hips backwards, craving more.
but once again, renji was serving to complicate matters further. wasn't it enough that keigo was acting like this, so beyond his normal comfort zone? did he really have to beg? ]
...Please.
[ ...apparently so. keigo was too frustrated to let his pride and shame get in between him and renji's thick dick splitting him open. ]
Please fuck me... I can't take it anymore. H-hurry up...
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Very good.
[ The praise was sincere, tinged with affection. How could it not be, when Keigo's begging was so charming? In response, Renji's hands skimmed forward from Keigo's waist to the front of his pants, giving one quick stroke across his straining cock. He loosened the top button carefully, claws only slightly grazing his skin as he lowered the zipper. As he slid the waistband down Keigo's thighs, Renji placed a slow kiss on the nape of his pale neck. Canines brushed his flesh for a moment, intent on raising goosebumps, before he lifted his head and met Keigo's gaze in the mirror. ]
Wasn't so hard, was it?
[ Renji didn't care to toy with Keigo any longer than that though. He undid the sash around his waist, let his robe fall open and reveal just how loosely tied it was. His fingers spread Keigo apart and he pressed his cock into the cleft of Keigo's ass, slicking him with his heat and hardness with one stroke, then another.
When he entered Keigo, he did so slowly, indulgently, like sinking into the heat of a hot spring. He exhaled low and content, a purr of satisfaction leaving his throat. And through it all, his eyes stayed fixed on Keigo's reflection, wanting to savour every bit of his reaction as he finally received what he'd so obediently asked for. ]
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[ renji would pay for this eventually. maybe not right now, but keigo would think back on this moment and seethe from humiliation. but much like an animal in heat, he wasn't thinking about the future, he was thinking about getting fucked. he licked his lips absently as renji praised him, a soft whimper leaving his throat as he anticipated more delays.
surely renji wouldn't be so cruel... but he seemed to get enjoyment out of keigo's writhing. sure enough, though, renji actually made good on his word, so to speak. keigo shuddered when the touch of his fingers reached his cock, leading to his legs trembling and his back arching. he was leaning forward against the counter, his ears limp and flat against his skull as he panted. soon, soon, he'd get what he wanted.
when keigo felt the shift of fabric and the warmth of renji's dick against his ass, he practically went into an unfamiliar autopilot. anticipation propelled the adrenaline through his veins, and keigo lifted his hips, tail erected up and exposing himself fully. his breathing was a ragged shudder now, pupils dilated as he rolled his posture to the balls of his feet. ]
Oh fuck...! [ he gasped as renji slowly sank into him. it was like a fire kindling in his body, the nerve endings singing with stimulation as renji's cock filled him, bit by bit. the slow plying of his inner walls felt even more tantalizing than before, and keigo pushed back to meet renji's hips, eager to get him flush against his body. ] F-fuck, R-Renji... [ keigo's gaze caught renji's but rather than look away, he stared back. he was too dazed now that he was bent over like this, ready to take him like he was being paid to. ]
M-more... please...
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[ Renji's voice was shaky as he teased Keigo, excitement letting his voice slip back into his usual rough manner of speech, the tenor of his voice almost loving. The way everything about Keigo begged for him, wanted him—from how his pheromones saturated the room to his pleading voice to the way his body rose to meet him—was its own aphrodisiac. And Renji was just as demonstrative of his desire for Keigo, sinking deeper inside him just as he asked, the grip around the swell of his ass tightening as Keigo accepted more of him inside. He bent forward as he thrust into Keigo, his lips coming to the shell of Keigo's ear. ]
Were you thinking 'bout getting my cock inside you while you were talking to all those people?
[ A frisson of excitement at the thought of it shot up Renji's spine, made his tails shiver imagining what his would-be audience was missing out on. How gorgeous Keigo looked with his ass in the air and his eyes hazy with lust. As he sunk almost to the hilt, a hand slid up to rest at the base of Keigo's erect tail, fingering the soft fur. ]
Were you fantasizing 'bout me filling you up while they were right there watching you, Keigo?
[ Renji purred his name in a low voice, making clear that this was not just sweet nothings that he was whispering but an invitation to hear him speak. To get him to part his lips so when Renji thrust inside him he couldn't bite down on a moan or stifle the sound of his voice. This washroom had already demonstrated its superb acoustics, it seemed a shame to waste it now. ]
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[ though part of him knew there would be stipulations to his request, he waited impatiently regardless, his posture still poised and ready to be taken like an animal in heat. the muscles in his legs trembled as renji sunk further in, the measured thrust just almost being enough, but not quite. his fingers tightened around the countertop, his flushed cock dripping obscenely underneath, and keigo fell into the trap without a second thought. ]
I...[ his voice was an unfamiliar cadence often reserved for the times he had either been drunk or under the influence of aphrodisiacs back on the station. but he either hadn't noticed or simply didn't care, since he didn't attempt to cover it up the more he spoke. ]
Y-yeah... I wanted you to fuck me...[ he punctuated that with a whining sound, urging his hips up and back, pushing against renji in an effort to get him moving again. the stroking to the base of his tail only made that movement more urgent. ]
Even as they were talking to us... That was in my head...! You fucking me so hard and deep... Feeling your cock fill me up... S-so...! Please....!no subject
Fuck, Keigo.
[ Renji's fingers dug harder into Keigo's hips as he sank the full length of himself into Keigo. His head bent and he bit down on Keigo's nape, a low growl rolling from deep in his throat as the heat of Keigo took him in and wrapped around him so tight. Reiatsu roiled around his form, dense and oppressive and seemingly spilling into every corner of the small space. For a moment, Renji hung in suspension like that, luxuriating in the heat of Keigo and in his sweet smell, leaving a slow kiss on his collar where he'd left a faint trace of teeth marks.
And then he started fucking him, earnest and hard and deep. Just as Keigo asked. His breath grew ragged, the knife-sharp edge of his gold eyes blurring with pleasure as he rocked against him in an insistent, steady rhythm. He made each thrust with the intention of burying himself in Keigo as far as he could go, letting him hug tight around his cock. ]
Wish you'd just said that then. [ A hand slid up from Keigo's hip, smoothed across his spine, and curled around his jaw. Renji tilted his head upwards, enough for Keigo to watch himself come undone in the mirror. ] They'd see how fuckin' hot you are right now.
[ His thumb grazed rough over Keigo's cheek, a possessive kind of devotion resonating in his touch. ]
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[ finally. the deep, hard thrusts he'd been yearning for nearly scared keigo from the level of gratification he derived alone. it was like a pleasure center overload, having that thick flesh piston into his body, parting him widely around the thickness of it. he could practically feel every fibre stretch and pull, taut and firm, as renji rammed into him with such tantalizing force. keigo had to grip at the countertop firmly to keep himself from being shoved over too much, doubling as a source of leverage to push himself back against him. the combined force of renji's brutal thrusting and keigo's pliant and needy grinding was hitting all the right buttons.
Nghh...his voice was a wavering cry as he started to sink further into an almost mindless rutting, barely registering what renji had been saying to him until he realized he was staring at the image of himself getting fucked out. keigo's throat tightened, a gasp sharply cutting through the groans and pants, and his fingers dug down against the smooth counter.
he really looked like a slut, didn't he... getting bent over a public restroom countertop, letting his boyfriend work him over like he paid him for the privilege. his tail was curled up and back, quivering from the force and the almost electric shocks of pleasure that ran up and down his spine. he could barely recognize himself, even despite the animalistic features... ]
[ the idea of being watched was pretty humiliating, but even as keigo's ears flattened against his skull, his muscles clenched tightly around renji's dick, milking him in time with the urgent rolling of his hips. he looked askance, the embarrassment flooding over him even as he still actively encouraged renji's raw pounding. ]
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Mmm... [ Renji moaned as Keigo wrung his dick, the slick walls of him enveloping him with feverish heat and erotic stimulation. ] You sure?
[ His fingers tightened around his jaw, guiding his attention back to the mirror. To his face twisted with lust, desperate for his cock. To every animal part of him that begged to be mated, to the curl of his quivering tail and his flattened ears that called to Renji's instincts that he was ripe for the taking. His narrowed eyes, half-crinkled in pleasure, said all that he wasn't verbalizing. That he was too exquisite to be kept confined in the bathroom of some club, that anyone would leap at the privilege of seeing this lewd display.
Renji released Keigo's chin after a moment to admire himself, his hands coming down to his hips again and gripping tight, He sank deep into Keigo's ass once more and, after plunging to the depths of him, stayed there. His fingers wandered up, fingering at the groove of his adonis belt, caressing at his ribcage. He planted kisses and soft love bites on his nape and across his shoulders as he bent forward. His hands slid over his shoulder blades and down his arms until they rested over Keigo's, his fingers closing over and entwining his. If Keigo wanted to keep thrusting back against him he wasn't going to stop him. He just wanted to settle back and look at him for a bit.
Spine curving a little more, he gave a short nip at Keigo's soft ear and whispered: ] So this show's just for me then?
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[ the goal was to try and keep some level of dignity intact through all of this, but that simply wasn't possible with how things were progressing. the shame that keigo felt was real, but the surge of pheromones was far more powerful than he anticipated. he felt dizzy, drunk of renji's dick and the sensations and affections he was doling out to him. he didn't resist as he was brought to look at himself in the mirror, once again barely recognizing himself.
Y-yeah... just you...maybe then... it was fine... if he couldn't recognize himself for now.
keigo shuddered as renji's thrusts started to slow until they stopped, thick cock nestled deeply inside of him and holding him open. his tail quivered as the stimulation ebbed into something different, a persistent pressure that made his hairs stand up on his arms and his tail itself. he was pressing up right against that spot, but not moving... being held in place like this almost felt too restrictive, but it only strengthened keigo's arousal, making his cock twitch as droplets of clear fluid flecked down to the tile below. once renji moved to place his hands back over keigo's own, however, keigo wasn't going to wait for permission.
he started thrusting back again, as if he was impossibly trying to take renji even deeper still. his panting was growing louder, desperate and nearly mindless amid all the heat and fragrant pheromones. he was dizzy again, eyes rolling back and fluttering closed as a jolt of pure pleasure devoured his senses.
what was renji saying..? ah, right. keigo's throat felt tight and dry, and his voice came out equally cracked, but distracted all the same. ]
[ he groaned a bit louder than he had allowed himself to previously, mildly negating his own fears of being overheard and discovered. ]
I w-want you to use me... f-fuck me out and fill me with come... B-but I don't want anyone... to see...[ the validity of that statement was tenuous anymore, what with keigo actively rutting himself back against renji's pelvis. his rigid cock was bobbing from the force, slicked from the near continuous dripping of precome that was relentlessly coaxed out of him. ]
D-don't you wanna fill me up?[ at that moment, keigo glanced up at renji's reflection, eyes hazed and glossy. he looked drunk, the anxiety quickly dissolving the more neglected his arousal went. ]
C'mon, hurry... before someone sees...[ as if some measure of coyness was returning, keigo wagged his tail back and forth while grinding his ass against renji's hips, allowing more filthy words to spill from his lips. ]
I want to be fucked raw by your thick cock. I want you to let loose like an animal, I want it dripping down my thighs. I need it... C'mon...no subject
Haa... [ Renji sighed, burying his face into the nape of Keigo's neck as his fingers tightened over his hand. Tender if not for the way Renji thrust up slow and sweet into him. ] Keigo...
[ Keigo made a compelling argument, he had to admit. Renji wouldn't want anyone else to see this now, either. As much as he felt an urge to show off, to feel an appreciative gaze on him, the only person whose opinion he cared about was already staring him in the mirror, begging for his cock. ]
Hearin' you talk so fuckin' dirty... [ He laughed low into Keigo's ear as he placed a kiss into his soft hair. ] You always sounds sexy as hell.
[ Renji's hips rolled again, his pace picking up. He groaned as the warmth of him enveloped his cock, so tight and so greedy. His hands around Keigo's moved, making his arms reach further down the counter as he bent him even farther forward. ]
C'mon, Keigo. Can't sense nobody comin' near, can ya? [ The fluttering reiatsu of the club goers outside vibrated in time with the bass of the music, flitting dangerously close to the corridor leading to this bathroom. But not quite turning that corner. At least, not yet. ] Let's fuckin' hear it.
[ Renji gave a little love bite on Keigo's shoulder, teeth almost sinking into the skin before sucking a light bruise on his pale skin. He tasted as nectar-like as his alluring pheromones, and Renji licked his tongue over the spot for good measure. ]
Tell me how good my cock is in you.
[ The snap of his hips grew faster in increments, focusing more on plunging as deep as he could into Keigo. His breathing turned harsh, almost ragged, as he fucked him harder and harder. He wanted to pry him open, drag the heat of his cock over all the places inside him that made his toes curl and his body quake. Every drive of his arousal moved to force more lovely moans out of his mouth. So he'd never forget the shape of his cock or what he just said, that he was his to use. ]
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[ like some kind of pet validated for performing a command correctly, keigo's eyes seemed to light up a bit and his lips split into a lewd grin as renji praised and complimented his dirty talk. if there was one thing keigo was good at, it was talking... and apparently giving a voice to his filthy desires was the way to go to get at least part of what he wanted. he laughed in kind, light and airy, though the sound tapered off into a humming mewl once renji's hips started moving again. ]
Nnghh, fuck...![ a hissed curse was all he could put together before his whole body started to quiver again, wracking his spine with electric shocks every time renji bottomed out against him. and it grew in intensity once renji pushed him further over the countertop. keigo's hands slapped against the hard surface as he momentarily lost his purchase, legs shaking and repositioning to let his head press down against his forearms. all the while, he was rolling his hips back to meet every thrust, moaning and keening like the animal he resembled in heat. how did it feel this good? how could he even describe it?
It... ghhahhh... it feels so good... It's splitting me apart and I want more...seemed like renji wanted him to do just that. the bite, followed by that suction pulling a bruise to his skin, was like an accent to the main course of his dick powering into his ass, bruising him up far more than his mouth would, no doubt. but keigo didn't care about that. he didn't really care about anything but fucking and rutting, as evidenced by the quickly dissolving resolve to keep things quiet.
rhythmic panting gave way to shaky moans and desperate whimpers, his rigid cock bobbing with every thrust into him. keigo lifted his head, then used his arms to push his upper body upright again, his voice clearer than before. ]
[ a dizzying sensation came over him, wracking up and down his neck and shoulders, fluttering his heart and twisting his gut. he was so warm and everything was happening so fast. ]
Wh-when you keep hitting it like that, I almost wanna pass out... [ keigo looked over his shoulder at renji, albeit shakily, and fixed another lustful stare on him. ] Are you getting harder listening to me? It's almost like I can feel you twitching...[ for good measure, keigo pushed his hips back with some extra force, muscles tightening down around him from base to tip. ]
Eheh... I wasn't kidding when I said I want it all. Do I have to milk it from you?