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It's Not All About The Material Benefits

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The cashier handed him back his credit card, asking for a signature on the receipt. Rohan signed quickly, glancing back at the wide arrangement of designer clothes that he was purchasing for the younger man. There were three shirts, two of which were Burberry and the other was Gucci, two Ralph Lauren dress pants and some Moschino underwear that Josuke had his eyes on for a while.

Josuke bounced on the balls of his feet, a big smile plastered on his face. "You sure this is all okay?" He asked again, holding the mangaka’s hand tighter in his own, even though he most certainly knew that it was okay.

This wasn't the first time Rohan bought stuff for him and it sure as hell wouldn’t be the last time either. The cashier smiled at them both, handing Rohan the receipt and carefully placing their clothes in a bag.

“Of course,” Rohan said, letting go of Josuke’s hand and walking away from the register, leaving Josuke to carry what they had purchased. Josuke picked up the bag and all but skipped after the older man, feeling quite pleased with his new clothes. “Let’s go pick out some shoes next.”

He glanced at the older man with a curious smile. “Oh?” Rohan was really spoiling him today. Could it be he was in a good mood today? Perhaps he’d thought Josuke had done something right recently. It didn’t matter; Josuke wasn’t about to turn down his generosity.

Their relationship with each other was unconventional, to say the least. They fucked often, went on a lot of fancy dates and Rohan bought him a ridiculous amount of expensive clothing and gifts in general. Josuke wasn’t exactly sure what Rohan got out of this whole arrangement, but he wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He’d take what was given to him without any question, especially if it came from the man that he’d been in love with for the past two years.

“You mentioned you needed some new boots, right?” Rohan asked him, glancing back once before walking inside of the next store.

Josuke nodded, holding the bag closer to himself as he followed the older man into the clearly high end store, trying hard not to ogle at the wide arrangement of gorgeous shoes on display. “Yeah! I’ve wanted some for a while…” They walked past some Corthay dress shoes and some Dolce and Gabbana ones before coming to a stop in front of some beautiful black Bally leather boots.

Rohan turned to face him with a small smile on his face. “How about these?” He said, holding up the very same shoe that Josuke had been staring at. “I saw them when I went shopping the other day and they reminded me of you.”

Something about the way that Rohan said that made Josuke’s insides warm up. He stared at the older man for a few seconds, then back at the boot in his hand and nodded. “Y-Yeah. I love those. A lot, actually. I love Bally. It’s the brand that I used to wear when I was in high school.”

The older man hummed and tilted his head to the side just slightly, turning the shoe over in his hand. “I figured. I’ll get you these in your size, then we’ll be ready to go. Do you want to try them on first?”

“Nah, I trust you.” Rohan raised an eyebrow but said nothing as he walked over to the nearest employee. Josuke’s gaze remained glued on him all the while.

It didn’t take long for both of them to leave the shopping center and head back to the car. The parking lot was nearly empty by the time they reached Rohan’s vehicle. Josuke put the bags in the trunk, then climbed on the passenger side.

As soon as they were inside, Rohan turned on the engine, but before he could start driving, Josuke placed his hand on his arm. Rohan glanced at him with an eyebrow raised, as if asking him what was up.

Instead of answering, Josuke leaned forward to press their lips together in a heated kiss. Rohan reciprocated, placing his hand on Josuke’s cheek. Josuke let his hand trail down the older man’s body, roughly grabbing at his cock through his pants.

Their lips parted for a moment, but before Rohan could ask any questions, Josuke trailed rough kisses down his neck. The mangaka moaned softly, holding on to the back of Josuke’s head as he licked and bit over various spots on his neck.

Josuke moved his hand on Rohan’s crotch, unbuttoning the pants as best as he could before rubbing the other man’s cock through the fabric of his underwear. Rohan’s grip on his hair tightened momentarily, as Josuke left a lovely purple mark on his neck.

He pulled back, gazing over at Rohan’s disheveled figure for a moment. He took in the blush spread across his face, the way that he was biting on to his bottom lip to keep himself quiet, and the dazed expression on his eyes. “You’re so damn beautiful,” he muttered, making Rohan frown up at him, even as he looked away.

Yeah, Josuke never needed to wonder what Rohan got out of their relationship for too long. Not when he saw how worked up the older man got over being touched, cared for or appreciated in an intimate way. What Rohan got out of this whole arrangement wasn’t just the chance to fuck a conventionally attractive man. Through these encounters, Rohan allowed himself to be intimate with someone, in more ways than just one. It made Josuke feel happy that Rohan had chosen him for this, though. Happier than he should probably be over something like this.

Josuke smiled, moving his hands over to push Rohan’s pants and underwear down to his midthigh. He wasn’t at all surprised to find the man was all the way hard already, just from being touched by Josuke for a small amount of time. “You’re so hard already, sensei.”

Rohan’s breath hitched at that, and his frown deepened immediately. “Sh-shut up, Higashikata. Stop teasing and get to it.”

In any other circumstances, Josuke would have probably resisted just a bit longer, try to get Rohan to get serious, to push his buttons and see how he’d react. But they were in public, and there was a risk of them being caught, so Josuke decided to play nice just this once.

“As you wish, Kishibe-sensei,” he said with a slight smirk, leaning down towards the older man’s cock. He held it in his hand, then jerked it a couple of times before licking up the shaft. Rohan’s hand immediately returned to his hair and pulled on it just slightly; Josuke didn’t even mind the fact that he was probably ruining his pompadour.

Josuke circled his tongue around the head before finally taking some of it in his mouth. He started out slow, only further wanting to savor this moment. Rohan’s hips rose slightly, in order to try to get more of his cock in Josuke’s mouth. Josuke hummed around Rohan’s length, moving his head up and down slowly, all the while moving his hand on what he couldn’t reach.

The sweet moan that escaped Rohan’s lips at that only encouraged him to keep going, to try to take more of Rohan in his mouth. Josuke was well aware of his own limits, but he also wanted to do everything to make sure that Rohan was enjoying himself too.

Rohan moaned again, pulling on Josuke’s hair, even as his hips kept shallowly thrusting into his mouth. Josuke pulled back momentarily; the position they were in wasn’t at all ideal, it was uncomfortable and awkward, but he wasn’t about to let that stop him. Rohan whined softly at the loss of stimulation, and Josuke resisted the urge to chuckle at how needy he was all of a sudden.

As soon as he caught his breath, Josuke let his tongue swirl around Rohan’s head before taking him back in his mouth. He moved faster this time, growing more confident with his movements as time went on.

“J-Josuke… I’m…”

That was all the warning he got before Rohan came inside his mouth. Josuke tried his hardest to swallow it all, not wanting to make a mess in the car, but he could still feel some of it drip down the side of his mouth. He carefully pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

Josuke straightened back up in his seat, glancing over at Rohan’s hazy post orgasm expression and committing every detail to memory, for later on when he was alone. He was painfully aware of how hard he’d gotten during it all, but decided to ignore it for now. Josuke took a deep breath and glanced at his reflection in the mirror, trying to salvage what was left of his hairstyle.

Rohan pulled his underwear and his pants back on and then cleared his throat. He glanced over at him with an almost affectionate expression in his eyes. Josuke felt his face heat up at that, and he met Rohan’s eyes immediately. “What?”

“Nothing,” Rohan replied, glancing around them in the parking lot before turning back towards him. “Do you want to go get some dinner together? We could go to that Kaiseki restaurant you liked last time.”

Josuke smiled, reaching over to hold Rohan’s hand tightly in his own. “Yeah, I’d love to get dinner with you.”

Rohan smiled too, just for a brief moment, before turning away.