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Kunikuzushi wasn't made for the Carnaval at all.
Ever since he moved to the ‘heart of the carnaval’ last year, his first (and probably best) friend had been pestering him to attend the famous street party. Being the only other foreign student in his program, Rosalyne was the first person who spoke to him upon his arrival.
Don’t be mistaken, plenty of people had tried to stir up small chats with him when he first got to the university — everyone was curious about the foreigner whose wardrobe had no appropriate clothes for the nearly hellish weather and had a funny accent when he spoke portuguese.
But Rosalyne was the first to understand how displaced he felt, the first one to actually speak to him. They also looked at her with curiosity, also giggled playfully whenever she spoke a word wrong or ‘like a gringo’ as they said.
So, unfortunately, he felt he owed it to the blonde to accompany her to the one thing she requested of him, which was to go with her out to the streets to sweat like a dog among a thousand other people while they jumped and sang along with whichever singer was on the trio at the time.
They didn’t go alone, of course not — they probably would drop dead if they attempted to. A ‘carnaval veteran’ as Rosalyne described would accompany them. The ‘carnaval veteran’ being Mona, a girl they met in the end of their first semester who plays witch and draws tarot cards that suspiciously almost always end up juicy, didn’t make him feel any more safe. The brunette claimed she knew how to survive and that her ‘spirit guides’ warned her about any fight circles and cops parting the crowd, however, just this night, Kunikuzushi had gotten pushed by the cops twice already (which made him almost shit his pants), had his drink spilled by a drunk man jumping through the sidewalk and he had to pull the two girls away from three fight circles up until now.
However, he was quickly noticing the patterns — how people would push against each other differently for a fight than when they did for when they opened up a circle pit, or when they were getting each other out of the way for the cops to get through. He learned staying in front was generally easier, with less of a crowd and less fights breaking out.
He also learned the drunker he got, the more tolerable the feeling of other people’s sweat against his skin became. Regrettably, he was even starting to enjoy the festivities. It was kind of fun, moving along with everyone like a hive mind, dancing and laughing. When they first arrived, all he wanted to do was run home and take a cold shower. Two hours in, he was drunk, learning the way the streets moved, dancing with strangers and screaming song lyrics he didn’t even really know.
“Hey, Kuni!” Rosalyne yelled over the singer, holding onto his hand tighter to get his attention.
“Yeah?” The bluenette replied, not risking looking back at the blonde behind him, keeping his eyes on the several people pushing up against him and his friends.
“Can we get out? I really need some water.” She looked up front at Mona, who nodded quickly before she began pushing the three of them out of the crowd, heading for the balustrade that guarded the beach.
Kunikuzushi was barely paying attention to the ridiculously expensive price that a single water had, his eyes finding something better to focus on than how the blonde got ripped off. Unfortunately for him, despite not having a lot of friends in his university, his lack of a social circle (and skills) didn’t mean a lack of interest in anyone.
The statement ‘Rosalyne was the first one to talk to him’ had already been discarded as a fact. The first one to talk to him was the most annoying man in the university. A ginger with a sheepish smile and the most enchanting blue eyes one would ever see took his ‘first conversation in Brazil’ virginity.
The man had barely introduced himself as ‘Childe’ before he hit on Kunikuzushi; “Is everyone in Japan as hot as you?”
An eyebrow perked up, the bluenette’s everlastingly dull expression hiding his amusement like a mask. It wasn’t like compliments were something foreign to him, no, his whole life he had been praised from head to toe. What surprised him was how forward the man was, a confident smile on his lips as he made his move with such a casual tone one could’ve thought he was talking about the weather. “No.”
“Lucky me, then, that they stayed there and you’re here.” Childe’s smile grew, looking at him with what the bluenette could only describe as bedroom eyes, except less.. shamelessly horny? If it makes sense. “I’ll see you around, Kunizushi.”
“It’s Kunikuzushi.” He replied, emphasizing the missing syllable.
“Ah, sorry. Long names are.. Kinda hard.” The ginger chuckled in what Kunikuzushi assumed was embarrassment, hands shoving themselves in the pockets of the man’s shorts. “How about a nickname, then?”
“A.. Nickname?” Kunikuzushi’s head tilted.
“Yeah. How about Kuni?” The ginger stepped forward, his shameless eyes transforming into something more.. Inviting. Seductive “Then, we can work up to ‘baby’.. ‘Love’, even.”
Kunikuzushi’s dull mask cracked just enough to allow the corner of an unsolicited grin to leak through the surface, his eyes darting away from the ginger. He wasn’t sure how to reply — the man wasn’t foul looking, not at all. He had the most gorgeous tan, freckles spread across his body like constellations, sharp angles and a physical build that included arms the size of his head. All he could muster up as a reply was a weak attempt at a laugh; “Hah.”
“Mm.” Childe hummed, his smile reaching its apex as he stepped away from the foreigner, seemingly taking his lack of a reply, or failed attempt at one, as a challenge or something alike. “I’ll see you around then, Kuni.”
They met a considerable amount of times after that — in the library, when Kunikuzushi was looking for books that didn’t have overly complicated words for him to progress with his learning of the language, and the ginger offered to help.
To this day the bluenette wasn’t sure if he did it to joke with him or not, but the man recommended him a children’s book; apparently it was his younger sibling’s favorite.
When asked, Childe simply laughed and lacked a reply, bidding him goodbye before leaving him with the question he still pondered on even over a year later.
Next time, Kunikuzushi was lost in the university’s hallways, about to be late for his class when Childe found him. It was fairly embarrassing for the bluenette to discover that not only he was in the wrong floor, he was in the wrong building entirely. Obviously, the other man took the opportunity like a snake would swallow up a rat in a single bite, using Kunikuzushi’s embarrassment of showing up late against him and convincing him to take a stroll with him around the campus, to ‘guarantee you won't get lost anymore’.
The following couple of times weren’t nearly as interesting, most being run-ins at the closest convenience store and one time or another the ginger insisted on accompanying him to his student residence, under the excuse that ‘it’s late, and you look just gorgeous and gringo enough to get yourself into trouble’.
Now, one would argue Kunikuzushi didn’t find Childe annoying at all — be it because whenever they’re seen together, the man is laughing and rolling his eyes like an endeared lover or because Kunikuzushi never once told him to leave him alone, in fact, he ‘gives the crazy a stage’ (its a brazilian saying, he picked it up from.. Guess who), it’s a blur.
What annoys Kunikuzushi about Childe is not his stupid, totally boring jokes (even though the ones he tries to translate from portuguese and ends up not even making sense often rip a laugh from him), the way he says Kunikuzushi’s name wrong on purpose purely so he can use the same pick up line he used the first time they met, or the fact that he playfully places his foot in front of Kunikuzushi’s when they’re walking because stumbling people is apparently a joke in this godforsaken place.
No, Childe deeply annoys Kunikuzushi because he cannot stop thinking about him.
Even when they haven’t crossed paths in weeks, Kunikuzushi will catch himself chuckling at one of the unfunny jokes Childe had told him.
Sometimes, he’d be zoning out in one of the few classes they shared and come back to reality knowing why his daydreams involved a ginger in between his legs — because he had been unconsciously piercing holes through Childe’s back the entire lecture while he daydreamed.
So naturally, when Kunikuzushi glanced around him and spotted a head of ginger hair way too familiar for comfort, he thought he was delirious.
“Hey.” Kunikuzushi poked at Mona, who raised an eyebrow at him. “Is that Childe?”
“Huh?” Mona immediately looked in the direction where Kunikuzushi’s gaze seemed to be stuck, narrowing her eyes as she analyzed the person not too far away from them. “Oh, yeah. Not surprising.”
“Childe’s here?” Rosalyne perked up. Not unknown in their small friend group, the blonde had been trying to set her friend up with the man for ages. What better place to make her ultimate move other than at the carnaval? “Lets go talk to him!”
“What? No way.” Kunikuzushi could already feel his cheeks burn hot, a natural reaction upon his system realizing the ginger wore nothing other than some black shorts and glitter all over his body. Sure, he himself wasn’t too different, but he had less to show than Childe had. The man was basically salivating every time someone moved and he got a glimpse of the other’s body, in its glittery handsomeness and all.
“Well, guess we won't have to, ‘cause his group’s coming over here.” Sometime when Kunikuzushi was ogling Childe, apparently Lumine had come up to Mona, and after a brief, predictable conversation of ‘Meu deus, que incrível te ver aqui!!’, the blonde apparently had called over the group she was with; said group including Childe.
The sidewalk became a clash of bodies as everyone hugged the three, Kunikuzushi getting squished between a handful of people he had barely talked to before this event. A lot of portuguese was going on, and despite his abilities being brag-worthy considering the short time he had spent studying, the alcohol coursing in his body was leaving him confused and only picking up a couple of words here and there.
He took the opportunity that Childe was busy chatting away with Rosalyne to further analyze his attire, or lack of it. His entire body was covered in glitter, as Kunikuzushi had already observed, but he quickly noticed something he hadn’t before — he had a red collar around his neck, a matching leash wrapped on his arm. On top of his head, hairclips with dog ears rested on both sides, surprisingly unmoved despite the man looking like he went through war in the crowd, which Kunikuzushi deduced by how his skin glistened with not just glitter but also sweat.
“Hey, Kuni.” Finally, words he didn't have to work overtime to understand. Unfortunately, they came from a stray dog that was always way too eager to talk to him.
“Hi.” Kunikuzushi answered, looking up at his face to avoid drooling all over his abs, pecs, and a thousand other muscles that were exposed right now. Regrettably, Childe’s blinding facecard still got him drooling, just a bit less. “You’re a dog?”
“No, a cat.” Childe replied teasingly, nudging the man with his drink. In reply, the bluenette rolled his eyes, biting back a smile. “I think you’re the last person I expected to see here.”
“Yeah, Rosa dragged me.” He huffed softly, looking away from the ginger before he pounced on him. Kunikuzushi had never seen him look so fucking good. Was it the unhealthy amount of beats he drank, the fact Childe was shirtless and shining like a prize Kunikuzushi would kill to have on his bed or the way he licked his lips when his gaze dropped just low enough on Kunikuzushi’s face, the bluenette wasn’t sure of the culprit. “You’re the first person I expected to see here, in trade.”
Childe laughed, scratching the back of his neck as he took another sip of his drink, and Kunikuzushi couldn’t unglue his eyes from the veins that popped against the man’s forearm. Maybe the culprit was the overall horny atmosphere the street party provided. “So, have you kissed anyone yet?”
“Excuse me?” Kunikuzushi was taken aback — he often forgot about the hookup culture of Brazil, but sometimes Childe’s brazen attitude towards it jumpscared him into remembering he probably should’ve been partaking in said culture for a while now. “Um.. No.”
“Really?” The ginger’s grin stretched, foxlike as it always was when he was about to throw another pick up line at the foreigner. Kunikuzushi braced himself for impact, or, better speaking, for a flood. “Want to start?”
“Hah.” Kunikuzushi could feel his cheeks heat up. Sure, the ginger hit on him often, but he had never been so straightforward about getting physical. He looked at Mona and Rosalyne, each interacting with someone from Childe’s and seemingly bidding goodbye to them. “Unfortunately, I think we’re getting separated now.”
“They’ll wait.” Before Kunikuzushi could react, Childe’s hand was already around his waist and his body was already pressed up against his. The bluenette’s head seemed to spiral as he felt all of Childe’s muscles against his — Kunikuzushi was strong and had a nice build, courtesy of Mona forcing him into the gym, but it was nothing compared to Childe’s. The man was nearly twice his size, his hand almost enveloped his whole waist while his other tilted his head up. “C’mon, baby.”
“So, you nickname skipped already? How long have you been plotting?” Kunikuzushi couldn’t bite back his smile this time, growing in speed with his blush as he decided to hand himself in. It was the carnaval, for god’s sake. If he didn’t kiss someone, Rosalyne might as well kill him and say he wasted a night. Sure, it was extremely convenient that the someone was Childe, but nonetheless. He allowed his arms to wrap around Childe’s neck, his feet stretching onto tiptoes as he discreetly closed the distance between their faces.
“Since we met.” Kunikuzushi didn’t get the chance to reply with the snarky line he had in his mind already, because Childe had already clashed their mouths together, skipping the courtesy of slow pecks and slopping kisses, instead invading his mouth with his tongue, the hand on his chin transferring to cup the back of his head.
God, if Childe were any better of a kisser he might’ve just melted into a puddle. Truthfully, the bluenette wasn’t the most experienced kisser (not that he’d ever let that show), but the way Childe led the kiss, exploring Kunikuzushi’s mouth while his hand tangled just enough to be pleasurable in his hair didn’t leave much work for Kunikuzushi to do. He just followed his lead, head twisting according to Childe’s.
He could barely feel the other bodies against him. They were basically in the middle of the sidewalk, and he could hear faint giggles of passerbies and comments he didn’t care enough to translate in his head. All he cared about right now was how the ginger’s hand felt around his waist, squeezing every time he kissed him deeper.
It wasn’t a long kiss, nothing was ever long-lasting in the carnaval, but it was dangerously sweet and got Kunikuzushi wetter than his sweaty shorts were. He felt like someone aggressively knocked him back into reality when Childe pulled away, a smile on his lips as his eyes quickly analyzed Kunikuzushi’s entire breathless face. He must’ve liked something, because the bluenette could’ve sworn he saw his pupils dilate in the slightest.
“I’ll see you around, pup.” Kunikuzushi smiled coyly in an attempt to look more put together than he felt, untangling himself from the ginger’s arms against his will (mostly because he felt kind of guilty of making his friends miss the trio they wanted to follow), who by his part seemed to try his best to not let him go, hands circling his waist until the last second.
“See you around, Kuni.” Childe replied, a blush on his cheeks that Kunikuzushi couldn’t tell if it came from the kiss or the nickname — perhaps both.
As Rosalyne and Mona dragged him away from Childe, who was also getting dragged and having a small celebration with his friends (although he would’ve thought Childe kissing someone wasn’t something worthy of celebration — he supposedly does that always, doesn’t he?), he couldn’t help smiling.
“Fucking finally!” Rosalyne chirped as they made their way through the crowd, trying to catch up with the trio they had left. “You two have been pining on each other since, like, forever!”
“We haven’t.” The bluenette replied, smile still on his lips as he allowed himself to be dragged by his friends.
“Yeah, sure.” Mona laughed in the front, quickening her pace as she dodged the people that overcrowded the sidewalk. “You seem to have enjoyed yourself!”
“Oh, shut up.” Kunikuzushi leaned forward to give the back of her head a light tap, only when his arm lifted into his eyesight that he noticed the amount of glitter that he had accidentally stolen from the ginger.
“Maybe you two will meet again today!” The blonde teased, dodging a pair of people extremely entranced into each other and pulling Kunikuzushi harshly along, almost making him trip himself.
“Yeah, sure. I'm not even being ironic when I say there are nearly two million people here, the chances of us meeting again border on zero.” The man scoffed, sighing softly as they kept advancing, at this point reaching the famous lighthouse.
“You never know,” Mona yelled back, looking up at the stars dramatically as she always did when she was about to spew some bullshit, “Fate has a way of doing things.”
Kunikuzushi couldn’t hold back his laughter, earning himself an earful of ‘Im serious!’ from the girl, while Rosalyne laughed at their bickering in between them.
Maybe fate did have something in store for him.
*
Fate definitely had something in store for him. And it's definitely not plot-motivated.
Kunikuzushi was right — it bordered on impossible meeting someone you know even once during the carnaval, and it was even harder to meet them twice. But then again, if you open any social media the thing you’ll see the most is people complaining that amidst the nearly two million people partying alongside them, they had the misfortune of bumping into an ex, seeing them hook up with someone else, into a boyfriend that promised they would stay home, into a teacher that in the classroom declared they hated the festivities (although they were suspiciously dressed in glitter from head to toe once classes were back in session..).
Nonetheless, as Mona warned him, fate had a way of doing things.
Kunikuzushi was a non-suspecting victim of the universe when it shoved the ginger right beside him in the crowd. He jumped and laughed with Mona and Rosalyne absentmindedly, completely unaware that in the next five seconds, he was about to almost topple over Childe himself.
Sure, it wasn’t entirely his fault — some overly excited dude who jumped from side to side like a madman in the tight spot that he had for himself had bumped into him first, causing Kunikuzushi to almost go flying in the crowd, ending up almost knocking over Childe and a friend of his that he was guarding against the people pushing against each other.
“Fuck– Im so sorry–” The bluenette was already in despair when he began speaking, not clocking that the obscenely tall hunk of meat he had just bumped into was his latest kissing buddy. Mona had warned him about the fights that broke out over nothing, and despite him being sure he could hold his own, he’d rather avoid brawling for the safety of his friends, who weren’t as strong as he was. That is, if Rosalyne didn’t start kicking — the woman seemingly only did leg days, and one kick could send someone to the moon.
“Kuni?” Childe immediately asked — there was only one person who would be speaking english in a situation like this. Well, that he knew of.
The bluenette stared at him for a moment, almost forgetting to keep strutting along and only remembering because the person behind him began to push. “Childe?”
“Well, this is a.. Really unexpected turn of events!” The ginger smiled brightly, his voice just barely louder than the speakers.
“Yeah. Wouldn’t picture you in this trio, the artist doesn’t.. I didn’t think you liked her songs!” Kunikuzushi replied, almost tripping over his own feet as he tried to keep up with the crowd that seemed to be running forward.
“Yeah? What kind of songs do you think I like?” Childe asked, seemingly unaffected by the sudden pace change, keeping along with the crowd like second nature.
“I-I don't know!” The smaller man squeaked out, having to use all his strength to not be crushed between the people behind and beside him. Rosalyne seemed to be having fun, tugging him along possibly quicker than needed. “Rock? That.. Noise you call.. What was it? Sertabrejo?”
“Rock, yes, sertanejo, no!” Childe’s laugh was so hearty it was almost contagious, a warm feeling bubbling up in Kunikuzushi’s chest upon hearing it. “Im not that far gone yet, but you’re right in thinking this lady’s music isn’t my vibe!”
“Hah. It’s not mine either!” Kunikuzushi bit back a smile bigger than the one already plastered on his face, finally catching his breath as the crowd seemed to go back to a normal pace. “Rosalyne adores her, though!”
Childe was quiet for a moment, which was barely noticeable amidst the cacophony of sounds going on all around him, before he finally spoke again. “Wanna get out of here?”
“What?” The bluenette was stunned, thinking he might’ve misheard. But when Childe repeated his exact words except louder, a blush crept to his cheeks. “I- Go where?”
“I live nearby!” The ginger finally looked away from Kunikuzushi, giving him space to quietly freak out as he processed an invitation from Childe to come over, on a carnaval night when they’re both drunk nonetheless.
“You’re forward tonight, huh?” Kunikuzushi couldn’t help the giggle that bubbled in his chest, an eyebrow raising at the ginger. It seemingly was his turn to blush, quickly looking back at Kunikuzushi with wide eyes.
“No– I-I meant, just to.. I know you don't like this type of stuff, I just-!” Never in his life Kunikuzushi would’ve thought he’d see oh so confident Childe stuttering. It was almost endearing, and the blush on his cheeks was something Kunikuzushi would pay to keep seeing. “Not.. In that way. I’m just saying, cause its nearby– The crew’s coming over anyways later, they’re sleeping over cause my place’s the closest to the circuit, and–”
“I was just teasing you, Childe!” Kunikuzushi chuckled, watching as the ginger turned even redder and glanced away, the smallest smile on his lips. “I’d be delighted to, but unfortunately I need to keep the girls company!”
“I’m sure Rosalyne won't mind, right, Rosa?” He shouted to Rosalyne, who definitely hadn’t been paying attention to their entire conversation. “You won't mind if I steal Kuni away for the night, right?”
“He’s all yours, babe!” The grin in the blonde’s voice was almost audible as she turned her head back just enough to wink at him.
Kunikuzushi rolled his eyes with a smile, sighing in defeat and shrugging. “Seems like I’m sold, then.”
“Cool. Come on!” The ginger quickly whispered something to the blonde in front of him, who nodded and yelled out ‘Have fun!’ when Childe suddenly grabbed the bluenette’s arm, starting to push him with him through the crowd.
It wasn’t the most pleasant experience, traversing from the balustrade side to the side streets one on the complete opposite side, but having Childe’s body pressed up against his as he pushed openings in the crowd for them to get through definitely made it worth it. He could faintly feel the man’s heartbeat against his chest, and the way his muscles tensed whenever someone pushed too hard was almost dizzying.
Once they finally got out, Kunikuzushi finally felt like he could breathe again. His lungs weren’t being crushed by a thousand people beside him, he didn’t have anyone as sticky as he was pressing up against him, he didn’t need to tilt his head up to take a deep breath in order to not pass out.
Unfortunately, all the drinks he had throughout the night also hit him like a thousand trucks — while in the crowd, his adrenaline was so high he was almost high on it alone. Now that he was out and walking towards Childe’s place, his head spun and he felt like he walked on clouds instead of asphalt.
Truly, he didn’t recall much of their conversation as they walked back. He was giddy, smiling, laughing at anything. Most importantly, he had a goal: Sure, Childe might’ve not invited him with that interest according to him, but he could always make his own moves.
Unfortunately Rosalyne was right. He had been pining on Childe since forever, and that kiss they shared left him with a deep desire for more. A greed mentioned only before in the bible. He wanted to feel those lips on his entire body, feel each centimeter of Childe’s skin against his.
Despite his wishes, Kunikuzushi was still a fairly embarrassed being. So, instead of pouncing on him like he wanted to, after washing his hands and accepting a cup of water, he just sat in one of the ginger’s living room’s chairs, thighs pressed tightly together as he tried to quiet down the pulsing in between them.
“You okay?” Childe finally asked, leaning on the table right in front of Kunikuzushi.
“Yeah.” He gulped, forcibly tearing his eyes away from the v-line that presented itself right in front of him and making them look at the ginger’s face. “It's quieter.”
“That’s good, considering we’re inside.” The ginger laughed, and Kunikuzushi felt like a dog whose treat was being dangled in front of him just far enough for it not to be reachable. “Im.. Gonna take a shower, okay?”
Kunikuzushi nodded slightly, pressing his legs tighter against each other as Childe pushed himself off the table with a soft sigh, starting to head in the direction of his bedroom.
The bluenette was almost salivating — The kiss still replayed endlessly in his mind, the way the man’s bare existence teased his self control to a point of no return was beginning to drive him crazy. No one should be that good looking.
All he knew right now was that he wanted him, badly. Kunikuzushi had never been one for one-night stands or sexual partners in general, but something about Childe made his cogs break and his system go into overdrive.
So, before he knew properly what he was doing, Kunikuzushi pushed himself to his feet, letting his will lead his actions for once and calling out the ginger’s name before he could stop himself, “Childe, wait.”
“Mm?” Childe turned half around, cocking his head in a questioning manner.
“Dont you think there’s.. Something else you could do before showering?”
Childe froze on the spot. He slowly walked back towards Kunikuzushi, hands closed into fists. “Like what?”
“Me.” The bluenette replied, leaning back on the table as the other got closer and closer to him, up until the point there was less than a hand’s space between them.
“You know I didn’t invite you here for that. I don’t want you to feel pressured.” Childe said softly, but his eyes kept darting down to his lips as he spoke. It was more than clear to Kunikuzushi that Childe wanted this too.
“I don't feel pressured. I want this.” The tension between them was so thick at this moment a knife would break trying to slice through it. He leaned in closer, Childe’s hot breath hitting his face like a siren’s call, an invitation to taste the breath in his mouth. “I want you.”
“Are you sure?” The ginger inched closer, his hands placing themselves on both sides of Kunikuzushi on the table, caging him against the furniture.
“Ajax, please,” Kunikuzushi pleaded, and something in Childe’s, or rather, Ajax’s mind lit on upon hearing the usage of his actual name. “You do want this too, don't you?”
“Desperately.” Ajax breathed out, hands sliding underneath the man’s thighs in order to push him on top of the table, lips latching onto his almost immediately.
The roughness ripped out a soft moan from Kunikuzushi’s, legs spreading automatically to accommodate the ginger between them, who now pulled his body against his with one of his hands as the other slid itself sneakily underneath his shorts.
Their tongues clashed, heads tilting to accommodate the desperate kiss the two shared. Kunikuzushi’s hands found themselves once again tangled in ginger strands, one of them scratching down his nape until it scratched over a leathery piece he had forgotten the ginger was wearing.
“You’re keeping this on?” His words were breathless, having to break the kiss himself despite that Ajax’s lips were practically still on his.
“What? Too kinky for you, Kuni?” Ajax teased, smirking against the bluenette’s lips. His reply was a scoff, his hand tracing the leather collar up to the front of it, tugging on it to pull him impossibly closer before heading for the leash tied around his bicep. “I can take it off.”
“No, just tell me if you want to play dog, ‘cause then I’ll treat you like one.” Kunikuzushi smiled back, lips kissing him in a torturously slow pace as his hand unwrapped the leash, the other one scratching down his back. He felt the man shudder underneath his touch, a soft gasp escaping his lips when he felt the loud ‘clack’ of the leash getting attached to the collar. “Get on the floor.”
“Seriously?” Ajax raised an eyebrow, smirk still on his lips as he attentively watched Kunikuzushi’s every move.
“What? Too kinky for you, Jax?” Kunikuzushi mocked, a pout on his lips as he watched the taller man chuckle and slowly disappear from his line of sight. His gaze accompanied him to the ground, and he could swear his pupils were blown with the sight he had; The tall and muscular Childe, on his knees between his legs, looking up at him with the cutest, neediest expression he’d ever seen someone wear. He bit his lip, sighing softly to keep himself from letting out a shuddering moan as his mind went to the nastiest places possible.
He wrapped the leash once in his hand — Childe, submitting to him like a good boy, pleading for him and doing just as he pleased. He wrapped it again — The man moaning underneath him, following his explicit rules, whichever ones he put in place, not daring to break them because he knew there’d be consequences. One more time — Ajax shuddering with his touch and begging for more, for release, for permission. God, he could come from these fantasies alone.
With a soft hum, he lifted his hips from the table, quickly sliding off the only articles of clothing on his body — his shorts and his underwear — and tossing them to the side before spreading his legs. Then, he tugged the leash harshly, pulling the ginger that stared shamelessly at his dripping cunt closer to it. “You’re a dog, right? Lick.”
Ajax stared up at him in shock, a crimson rising to his cheeks in a speed never seen before. His hands slowly made their way to the inside of Kunikuzushi’s thighs before the bluenette slapped them off, “Ah-ah, no hands. Put them behind your back, or I'm tying you up. You can satisfy me with just your mouth, can’t you pup?”
“I..” Ajax gulped, obeying him promptly. Truthfully, Kunikuzushi had never been this dominant in sex before, not that he’s ever had a good opportunity, but something about seeing the stereotype of ‘dominant’ this obedient because of his commands gave him a thrill unlike anything he’d ever felt before — clearly Ajax wasn’t used to being in this place either, because he was fairly shocked, though Kunikuzushi couldn’t tell if it was because of how he was treating him or because he was enjoying it probably more than he should’ve.
“What are you waiting for? My patience’s running thin, pup.” He tugged on the leash again, narrowing his eyes and biting back the smile that his lips threatened to form when Ajax whimpered at the tug.
“S-Sorry.. I can do it.” The ginger finally spoke, seemingly snapping out of whatever trance he was in and diving headfirst in between Kunikuzushi’s legs. The man had to hold back his moans as the other licked up his slick greedily, lewd noises filling up the living room as he licked on his clit. This time, Kunikuzushi couldn’t hold back the moan itching in the back of his throat. His breathing quickly became unsteady as he quickly found out Ajax was obscenely good at this, exploring every single corner of his pussy and making sure none of it was devoid of attention.
The bluenette tugged the leash again when he began to suckle on his clit, the stimulation making Kunikuzushi’s eyes roll back and one of his hands fly to tug on Ajax’s strands, “Fuck.. J-Just like that, Jax..”
The man moaned against the bundle of nerves with the praise, and the vibration almost made Kunikuzushi see stars. He had to use all of his willpower to keep his twitching thighs spread for the man, his hands tightening around the leash and the strands. “Do you like it when I praise you, puppy?”
It took a few seconds before Ajax replied with a shy nod, trembling when he gave the leash a small tug.
“Am I..” He panted between sucking, pupils blown wide and face shiny with slick as he looked up at Kunikuzushi, nothing but raw lust in the thin blue rings in his eyes. “Doing a good job?”
“Hah..” Kunikuzushi moaned when Ajax gave an especially harsh suck, not unglueing his blue, albeit almost black at this point, from Kunikuzushi’s indigo ones. This whole scenario was driving Kunikuzushi insane — the way Ajax looked up at him, an expression that showed nothing but a desire to please him on his features, his question, the way he whimpered when he tugged on his hair or at the leash, it was taking Kunikuzushi to a different level of obsession. He didn’t want anyone else to see this. No one else deserved to see Childe in such a submissive state. It was almost ethereal. “A-An excellent one.”
Ajax moaned in delight, and Kunikuzushi could see him squeezing his thighs against each other uncomfortably at the praise. A smirk found itself in his features right as the ginger’s eyes fluttered shut again, focusing on his job at hand.
“You’re such a.. Ah.. A good boy, Jax.” The bluenette moaned out, biting his lower lip as he felt the vibrations from the man’s prettiest noise against his cunt. Fucking freak. “You’ll keep being a good boy for me until I come, right?”
The ginger nodded desperately, ripping himself off almost entirely the man’s cunt to look up at him, his tongue pressed entirely against Kunikuzushi’s pussy. The sight made the bluenette’s cheeks grow in color, it was somehow even better than the first time Ajax looked up at him with those eyes.
“And where will I come, pup?” Kunikuzushi questioned, tugging Ajax off his cunt by the hair — which earned him another delicious whine — to try and delay the warmth that pooled in his stomach and threatened to overflow every time he looked at Ajax’s pretty face covered in his slick.
Ajax licked his lips before opening his mouth wide, letting his tongue loll out as an offering. God, Kunikuzushi could feel the slick actively dripping out of him at the sight.
“Good boy.” He smiled down at him, tugging him by the leash back into his cunt in almost a desperate manner, the pulsing in his pussy becoming too much to bear. As the ginger licked and sucked, he began to move his own hips, grinding his parts against the man’s face while moans and praises spilled from his parted lips, panting desperately as he felt the warmth take over his entire body. “Pup, ‘m c-close..”
Those three little words seemed to set something off inside Ajax, because he suddenly started working overtime, adapting to Kunikuzushi’s grinding even more efficiently than he was before, the stimulation making the bluenette’s eyes roll back and shaky thighs clamp shut around the other’s head when he came, a series of loud moans and whines escaping his throat unwilling as Ajax lapped all of his fluids like he had been drying out in the desert for the last ten years.
Moans kept spilling from his lips as Ajax continued to eat him out, the overstimulation making his whole body jerk violently and hand tug the leash desperately. “Fuck, Ajax.. J-Jax, wait..”
Even though up until now Ajax had been the most obedient dog, it seemed he had run out of patience. Before Kunikuzushi could stop it, the man’s hands were splayed on his inner thighs, holding them apart as he continued to abuse of the enlarged bundle of nerves.
Kunikuzushi moaned loudly, not being able to keep himself up straight and falling back onto the table, his back arching off it as one of his hands allowed his thigh to slam against his head to shove a finger inside the man’s entrance, pumping it quickly in and out and ripping a whine from his lips.
“F-Fuck– b-bad dog! B-bad.. Ah.. H-Hah!” The bluenette had spots in his vision as Ajax shoved a second finger in, so wet the usual pain of the stretch was nowhere to be found, curling them upwards in search for his g-spot which, for Kunikuzushi’s demise (or extreme pleasure), he found quite quickly.
Kunikuzushi lifted his head just enough to gaze down at the man who devoured him so hungrily, just to find blue eyes staring up at him through long eyelashes with the hungriest look he’d ever seen. Fuck.
His entire body spasmed as he spilled embarrassingly quick all over Ajax’s fingers, desperate pants and moans leaving him when the ginger still didn’t stop. Kunikuzushi had to use all of his remaining strength to push the man away from him with his foot by the shoulder, forcibly unglueing him from his cunt. He sat back up straight, panting and as red as a tomato as he stared down at the man, who looked up at him with a guilty look in his eyes. “B-Bad dog.”
“‘m sorry..” Ajax panted out, cheeks almost as flushed as Kunikuzushi’s as he leaned his head against the man’s oversensitive thigh, making him flinch with the contact. “Just wanted you to feel good.”
“Mm.” Kunikuzushi hummed, placing his foot on his shoulder and pushing him away, still catching his breath as he analyzed the man in front of him. He was panting, covered in slick and visibly hard, Kunikuzushi quickly noticed by just a glance down. “You disobeyed me, pup.”
“I’m sorry..” Childe whined when Kunikuzushi’s foot fell from his shoulder and to the tent in his pants, pressing down on it curiously. Fuck, not only was he rock hard, there was.. a wet patch?
“Did you come from that?” Kunikuzushi scoffed with a malicious grin, watching as the man’s eyes widened, quickly looking away from the man in front of him. The bluenette’s grin grew, pressing down harder and even grinding his foot a bit. “Answer me, dog.”
After another whine escaped the ginger’s lips he sighed softly, nodding slowly.
“And you’re already hard again?” He let out an amused huff, tugging on the leash to force Ajax to look at him. Another slow nod. “Fucking dog.. Since you disobeyed me, you deserve to be punished, don’t you?”
Another painfully slow nod. It was almost amusing.
“Well, luckily, I'm very merciful.” Kunikuzushi’s grin grew, tugging on his hair to pull him closer. “If you entertain me, maybe I’ll give you a prize instead of a punishment.”
“I-I’ll do anything.” Ajax immediately barked out, head perking up as he stared up at Kunikuzushi.
“Up. Not too much.. Just get off your heels.” Ajax obeyed, looking at him curiously. “Take off your shorts.”
He obeyed again, tossing them away and placing his hands back on his back, like Kunikuzushi had instructed in the beginning. Such a good dog.. Sometimes.
Slowly, Kunikuzushi slid his foot in between his legs, pressing his shin against the man’s boner from underneath and tugging at the leash. “Hump, dog.”
This time, Kunikuzushi didn’t need to egg him on. Almost immediately Ajax began grinding against his leg, moans escaping in between his pants.
Kunikuzushi was in heaven.
He watched Ajax grind against his leg in slow-motion in his head, absorbing each delicious whine and moan as he desperately chased his own pleasure in such a pathetic way. At Kunikuzushi’s boon.
Occasionally, Kunikuzushi would drop a “Good pup.. You’re doing so well.” or a “Keep going, you’re almost there, baby.”
And god the whines he earned from a couple sweet words made him understand how Ajax came from eating him out.
The way his moans almost overpowered the music playing in the streets not too far from there, how his brows furrowed together and his eyes kept themselves shut as he worked to keep his balance while humping like the desperate dog he was — sometimes, just to be a little sadistic, he’d tug harshly at the leash just to see him almost lose his balance.
It didn’t take too long before he spilled in his boxers, whining out and panting against Kunikuzushi’s thigh, looking up at him as he rode out his high against the bluenette’s shin.
“Good boy..” He cooed, his hand cupping the side of Ajax’s face, his thumb rubbing gentle circles on his cheek. He had his tongue lolled out, and he was more than eager to envelop the older man’s thumb between his lips, sucking on it eagerly while looking up at him, unbelievably still humping his leg, despite it being a much, much slower rhythm this time. “I think you deserve your prize.”
Sick of the feeling of slick between his thighs and the table, Kunikuzushi tugged Ajax off his knees, allowing him to stand up for the first time in god knows how long. The man was as trained as a dog, hands never leaving his back as Kunikuzushi pushed himself off the table, leading him to the bedroom by the leash.
Right after slamming the door closed, he pushed the ginger onto the bed, ignoring the way his legs trembled as he got on his knees between the man’s thighs. He didn’t have to do anything else than tap his hip for Ajax to understand he was supposed to lift it, allowing Kunikuzushi to tug off his boxers and leave them forgotten indefinitely on the floor.
The ginger’s cock sprung up, and Kunikuzushi almost fell back — not only was it fucking huge, it was thick and veiny, and he could swear he saw it pulsing with anticipation.
With a sigh of worry, he wrapped his hands around the base, pumping it in a torturously slow pace. He leaned in closer, peppering kisses on the tip and watching as Ajax whined underneath his touch, over sensitive cock causing his hips to jerk at the slightest touch. Kunikuzushi glanced to the sides — Ajax clenched the sheets so hard his knuckles were turning white. A soft chuckle that blew cold air onto the man’s cock left his lips, which caused him to spasm again before Kunikuzushi even began to tease his slit with his thumb, smearing his cum and pre-cum along his length.
Truthfully, Kunikuzushi had done this a handful of times. Granted, none of them were with a cock this big. He took a deep breath before enveloping the tip of his dick with his lips, hands still pumping the base as he began to take him down his throat, eyes tearing up as he felt him hit the back of his throat. It wouldn’t go any further, at least not so that he could maneuver and do his best tricks. He flattened his tongue against Ajax’s cock, letting it settle in his throat before he began to bob his head quickly, throwing the ginger into an overstimulation that hadn’t been built, ripping out a choked moan from him. His hands kept up the increasing pace, his eyes tearing up as he twisted his head and hollowed out his cheeks, warmth also known as lust covering his body with each delicious moan the other let out.
He kept going quicker and quicker, feeling Ajax’s thighs twitch underneath him and his hips buck up involuntarily, sometimes causing Kunikuzushi to gag with the sudden intrusion of more of his cock.
The memory of the ginger’s moans against his clit came back to him amidst the haze that was his mind at this moment, nothing in it but Ajax and his pleasure. Experimentally, he let out a deep moan against the man’s cock, earning himself a louder moan as a prize.
Interesting.
He repeated the new discovery sporadically, a wave of pleasure washing over him each time the ginger bucked his hips on accident or moaned a bit too loud. It was addicting. The salty taste, the sounds (including the lewd ones of sucking and wetness), the way Childe twitched and jerked beneath his touch, it was all taking him to cloud nine. He could almost ignore the way he was slowly running out of air, not wanting to have to pull off.
Eventually, the way his head grew light won and he pulled off, his hands working overtime to keep up with the quick pace his head had been in. He panted, shoving air back in his lungs and looking up at Ajax, who looked down at him in amazement. He glanced to the side again — if Ajax kept gripping and tugging on the sheets, he might rip them. Sure, he could excuse his next words with worry for the man’s bedsheets, but he was selfish and had a serious thing for hair pulling. So, right before he latched himself on the other’s dick again and shoved it down his throat, he panted out, “You can touch me now, pup.”
Almost immediately the ginger’s hands found themselves tangled in indigo strands, each tug on his hair whenever he did something Ajax enjoyed going straight to his cunt and consequentially leaking out of it and down his thigh.
He bucked his hips up, stuttering out, “I-Im close..!”
However, Kunikuzushi remained firm. Even though the ginger gave his hair a couple of warning tugs, when he felt his hips buck uncontrollably and his thighs shake like they hadn’t before, Kunikuzushi’s hands abandoned the scene, and he pushed his own head down, taking in all of Ajax’s cock, his nose pressing against his base.
With a loud, choked gasp, Ajax spilled down Kunikuzushi’s throat, who in turn happily swallowed it all up.
Once he was done, Kunikuzushi pulled off panting, wiping a line of cum that trailed down his chin with his thumb and making sure he was looking up at Ajax when he licked it all up. “You happy, pup?”
“T-Thank you..” Ajax panted out, watching as Kunikuzushi stood up and slowly headed for the door. “Wait! W-Where are you going?”
“Mm? You want something else, baby?” Kunikuzushi smiled coyly, stopping in his tracks and looking over his shoulder before he leant down to pick up one of the ears that had fallen from the ginger’s head on the way to the bedroom, making sure Ajax had a full view of his dripping cunt as he bent down, as well as the slick trailing down his thighs. “If you do, you’ve got to tell me. How else will I help you, then?”
“I want..” Ajax’s eyes narrowed at Kunikuzushi’s not so sly tactic, and the bluenette could hear the man’s breaths getting heavier as he stared exactly where he wanted him to. He stood up straight again, placing the ear on the first surface he found before he began to walk back to the bed.
“Yes?” Kunikuzushi questioned innocently, stopping right in front of the ginger.
“Kuni, please..” The man pleaded in a weak attempt to save some of his dignity, his eyes falling to half lids as one of Kunikuzushi’s hands pushed him gently further onto the bed by his chest, making him lay down. He watched the man slowly climb over him, hovering above his cock on all fours, caging him against the bed.
“Please.. what?” He smiled, one of his fingers trailing down his chest, stopping right on his happy trail. Oh and what a happy fucking trail it was. “Tell me what you want, puppy.”
“I want you. I need you. Please, Kunikuzushi..” Ajax breathed out, his hands finding themselves on Kunikuzushi’s waist. The bluenette hummed as he pondered the request, sighing softly before moving his hips back, sliding his lips against the man’s growing cock before sitting right behind it.
“I’m here. You’ve gotta be more specific, babe.” Kunikuzushi’s smile was malicious and almost sadistic, his finger mindlessly rubbing Ajax’s slit as if it was a plaything, ripping a whine from the younger man. Sure, he himself had to hold back a hearty moan when the head of Ajax’s cock brushed against his clit on his way down, but the ginger didn’t need to know that.
“Fuck.. Really? You’re making me do this?” Ajax huffed softly, his back arching ever so slightly as Kunikuzushi’s nail dragged along the length of his shaft.
“I’ve made you do far worse just today.” Kunikuzushi smiled sweetly, adjusting his hips and planting his free hand behind him to slowly grind his lips against the man’s cock. “Beg, dog.”
“Fuck..” Ajax whined out, his hands falling to the older man’s hips. He watched the obscene scene play out in front of him; how Kunikuzushi’s cunt seemed so tiny against his length, how his finger got harsher and applied more pressure to his tip the more he delayed. “Please, Kunikuzushi. I need you, I need to fuck you, I need to feel my cock inside you, I need.. I need to fill you up..”
“Mhm?” Kunikuzushi’s smile grew, the hand that teased the tip of his cock stopped, reaching for the leash that had been forgotten. “And..”
“I want you to ride me, milk me dry so that I forget my name.” Ajax whimpered when the bluenette tugged the leash, his heart hammering against his chest as he watched the bluenette slowly lift his hips and align his throbbing cock with his entrance. “I need you so fucking bad. Please, please, please…”
It was convincing enough for Kunikuzushi. Sure, he was also running out of patience, but that's totally unrelated.
Without warning, he dropped himself on Ajax’s cock, this time not being able to hold back the shriek of a moan he had been withholding every time Ajax hit his g-spot back at the table, a moan that almost matched the one Ajax himself let out.
His eyes widened and he leaned forward, holding onto the leash harshly as his insides squeezed around the other’s dick. It filled him up so much, it was almost unbearable. His chest heaved, and Ajax looked up at him in shock. Kunikuzushi looked down, his cheeks burning upon seeing the clear outline of the other’s cock in his stomach.
“You’re insane.” He laughed out, his hands squeezing his hips as he bit his lower lip. Fucking asshat and being so fucking sexy without even trying.
“Shut up, mutt.” Kunikuzushi muttered, tugging on the leash and leaning forward to capture his lips into a feverish kiss. It had been far too long already since he last felt the other’s lips on his.
Slowly but surely he began to move his hips, rocking them back and forth in increasing speed as he got used to the piercing feeling of it. His moans leaked through their clash of tongues, way messier and desperate than the first couple of times they kissed.
Kunikuzushi would never admit it, but Ajax’s hands helped him ride, supporting his weight so all he had to do was increase his speed. Taking advantage of the hunk of meat he had been drooling on since he first arrived, his hands sprawled on his pecs, squeezing them slightly and earning himself a laughter stifled by the kiss they shared.
“You.. Hah.. You like them?” Ajax asked, biting the man’s lower lip. “You can do whatever you want to them. You know, i-its curious..”
“W-What?” Kunikuzushi panted out, pushing himself up just enough to look at Ajax’s entire face. God, he looked beautiful.
“I'm your dog, yet.. You’ve left no marks on me to prove that.” The ginger smirked, tilting his head and exposing his neck as an offering. Kunikuzushi stared down at him in awe, almost sure his pupils were blown as wide as Ajax’s. “Care to change that?”
“Mmh.. Gladly.” Immediately Kunikuzushi dove into his neck, starting to leave an array of blooming purple spots and bite marks. Sure, it wasn’t an easy task, riding and marking, but Ajax’s help surely helped. He spread his kisses and bites to his chest, taking a succulent bite on one of his pecs that earned him a moan just slightly tastier than all the nonstop ones the ginger was letting out.
His greed was sickening — he left his marks all over Ajax’s chest and neck, one might’ve thought he was attacked by an animal. But that was good. He wanted no one else to see the Childe he saw tonight. This submissive, puppy Childe was his. And he was willing to fight and break blood over it.
“Kuni..” Ajax moaned out, his back arching. The bluenette got so caught up in his marking and sucking that he barely registered that it might’ve turned the ginger on even more. If he felt close to coming, he could only imagine how close Ajax felt, being way more overstimulated than him already. It was an accident, but he brushed against a nipple on his way across his chest, provoking a loud whine from the man beneath him, “K-Kuni, hold on..!”
A smirk immediately appeared on his lips, his mouth attaching itself on the hard nub. He suckled on it like a starved man, ripping the most delicious moans from Ajax. Unbeknownst to Kunikuzushi, the ginger was plotting his revenge — one of his hands trailed down to in between the bluenette’s working legs, thumb rubbing against his clit mercilessly.
Almost immediately the man stopped his works, a loud moan leaving his plump lips as his mind turned to mush.
“You know, you’re such a brat..” Ajax panted out, wetting his lips before harshly changing positions, making a yelp escape from Kunikuzushi. He caged him underneath him, the hand on his hip moving to grip his thigh against his forearm and bicep, using it to plunge harsher into Kunikuzushi. “First, you boss me around, then, you insist on riding when I know you’re tired.. Just let me do the work, baby.”
Kunikuzushi’s reply was nothing short of a scream. His eyes rolled back as Ajax thrusted into him, back arching every time he hit his g-spot. His mind was a haze, and the stimulation on his clit was bordering on torturous. With his last strengths, he tugged harshly on the leash, making Ajax fall forward and almost crush him, survival only ensured because the ginger let go of his thigh (which had no more energy to contract) and supported himself on it.
“D-Dont forget.. Who’s the o-one on the.. Ah- Hah-” His moans flowed like a waterfall, Childe’s lips making things equal by leaving a handful of hickeys on the man’s neck, his tongue flicking Kunikuzushi’s nipple. He tugged on the leash again, his free hand tugging on Ajax’s hair and forcing him to look at him. “You’re the one on the leash, mutt.”
“Am I not p-pleasing you, though?” Ajax huffed, pressing down harder on his clit and making him yelp. “If I am, t-then I’m still a– Ah.. A good dog.”
“Fucking..” Kunikuzushi muttered under his breath, unconsciously bucking his hips in a weak attempt to match up with Ajax’s almost inhuman pace. He was so close, he could feel every nerve on fire. The heat in his gut threatened to spill, he just need Ajax to go a little deeper. “Fuck.. Deeper, more.. ‘m so close..”
Despite it all, Ajax was one thing: obedient. He angled him better, fucking him deeper and more often against his g-spot, his hot pants and moans right in Kunikuzushi’s ear and it drove him insane. His hands found themselves on his back, dragging down red lines as he yelled out a moan, spilling all over Ajax’s cock and bedsheets.
The overstimulation was making him see black — Ajax didn’t stop for a good minute after, aftershocks causing spasms on his entire limp body each time he sped up and muttered about how close he was. Without as much as a harsh bite to the crook of his shoulder as a warning, he spilled inside Kunikuzushi, painting his walls white and making him feel as warm on the inside as he did outside.
After a couple of seconds of panting and letting his cock rest inside Kunikuzushi, he finally pulled out, throwing himself beside Kunikuzushi. “Fuck..”
“You’re a freak.” Was the first thing Kunikuzushi said, vision still returning and thighs still twitching as he forced his body to move to cling to the man beside him.
“Yeah, I found that out today.” Ajax replied with a chuckle, arms lacing around Kunikuzushi’s warm body and holding him close to his chest.
“Mmh. Fuckin’ freak..” Kunikuzushi mumbled again, nestling in the man’s warmth, eyes fluttering close.
“Hey, don’t.. We need to clean up..” Ajax said softly, but by his last words, Kunikuzushi had already drifted off.
*
Kunikuzushi wished he would’ve woken up because he noticed how clean he felt. Because he noticed how soft the sheets were, and how warm and comfortable the human pillow he clinged to was. Because he was wearing Ajax’s clothes, and it lowkey kind of altered his brain chemistry.
Kunikuzushi was woken up by the door slamming open, and a woman yelling (in portuguese, translated because we all have better shit to do), “Childe, what the fuck is on the table?”
Kunikuzushi almost died of a heart attack. He was almost sure he was dying, because the ache in his entire body when he shot upright was otherworldly.
Beside him, Ajax shot up in the same scare, yelling (also translated) “Lumine, get the fuck out!”
Kunikuzushi’s heart was pounding against his chest, his hangover pounding against his head as he looked at Ajax, the memories from last night flooding his brain.
“Oh my god.” Kunikuzushi wanted to kill himself. He threw himself back on the bed, hiding underneath the covers.
“Sorry about her. I.. forgot they were coming over.” Ajax mumbled, laying back down beside him and pulling the schrodinger blanket bundle that might or might not have an alive Kunikuzushi in it, since he was about to kill himself with his own hands. “You okay?”
“‘m embarrassed.” He muttered back. Unfortunately, Ajax was too warm and smelled too nice to not cuddle into his arms. “I'm sorry about last night. Especially for passing out.”
“Dont be. It was fucking awesome.” Ajax replied, his smile audible in his voice as he coaxed him out of hiding. “You were tired, it's okay.”
Kunikuzushi groaned, nuzzling his face in the perfect pair of pecs that bloomed with the beautiful purple and red work of art made the night before. Okay, maybe he didn’t want to kill himself so much anymore.
“Childe slept with the gringo?!” Someone screamed from the living room. Okay, he wanted to kill himself again.
With a loud groan, he buried himself under the pillow, huffing as he heard Ajax chuckle beside him.
“I’ll go deal with them, okay?” He said softly, kissing the creek of his neck (which was the only exposed part of his body), before he felt Ajax’s weight leave the bed, accompanied by the sound of the door opening and closing.
Kunikuzushi wanted to kill himself so fucking much. He didn’t know if Ajax wanted anything serious, if it was just a one-night stand or want. Granted, one-night stands generally don't sleep over or wake up wearing the other’s clothes, but still.
Unfortunately for him, he really wanted this to not be a one night stand. In the five minutes Ajax took to come back, Kunikuzushi went through the seven stages of grief. He was shocked he went so, so far with Ajax. Then, he was in denial that maybe this ‘pining’ was more of a long term crush than just hornyness. Next came anger, he was pissed at himself for getting in this situation, where he questioned all his life choices. Then he thought maybe it wasn’t so bad. Ajax was good in bed, seemingly caring, hot, funny.. He left Rosalyne and Mona alone. What if something happened to them? (it didn’t, because they texted him literally before shit even started to go down with Ajax). But then again, could he afford liking someone? He was too messed up in the head to do so, certainly. Finally, acceptance.
“I like you.” Kunikuzushi blurted out the second Ajax stepped into the room.
“Woah, good morning to you too.” He smiled, shutting the door behind him and approaching the bed, climbing underneath the covers.
“I don’t want this to be a one night stand. I unfortunately really like you.” Kunikuzushi sighed softly, eyes trying their best to analyze Ajax’s expression, but he just looked.. Calm.
“Good. Because I really like you too. Always have.” Ajax smiled, wrapping his arms around him again and pulling him close. It was like a weight lifted off Kunikuzushi’s chest, and he didn’t feel so much like crying anymore.
“You should’ve said something, idiot.” Kunikuzushi complained, his harsh tone a complete contrast to the way he nuzzled into Ajax like a kitten.
“I tried. You just always thought I was joking.” The ginger hummed softly, fingers carding through indigo strands. Suddenly, sleep began to weigh on Kunikuzushi’s eyes, which slowly fluttered close despite his best efforts to fight it.
“..How did it go with your friends?” He mumbled, tangling his legs with Ajax’s. He’s never felt so at peace, despite the circumstances.
“They’re just curious and kinda pissed I forgot to clean up properly.” He replied with a chuckle, planting a small kiss on the bluenette’s forehead. “Go back to sleep. It’s still very early.”
“Mmh..” Kunikuzushi mumbled, nuzzling his.. “You’re my boyfriend now, right?”
Ajax’s chest rumbled with his laugh, holding the man closer to him. “Yeah, Kuni.”
“Okay.” He smiled against Ajax’s skin, saying nothing else before allowing sleep to take over his consciousness.
‘Boyfriend’. Yeah. That sounds nice.