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The sound of brand new shoes hitting the recently waxed floors echoed through the hall of ES. HiMERU's steps were brisk but had a confident pace, and he had every right to be proud. After all, the new outfit he got from the producer was befitting of an idol like HiMERU. To think that he was able to wear a stage outfit that was essentially scrapped but redesigned to be better? It was like a dream come true!
HiMERU's footsteps began to slow when he passed some meeting rooms. As many suites as there were, the ones on this floor were unused. Since their dictator-err Mr. Ibara monopolized all the rooms on Cospro’s level, several other floors of the building seemed to be deserted or at least half empty. So it shouldn’t be strange that the floor was eerily quiet.
That still didn’t mean it didn’t bother him though.
Crack.
HiMERU took no time to turn towards the noise behind him only to be greeted with a dark empty hall. Confusion bloomed across his face when he saw nothing turn into movement in the corner of his eyes. It took half a second for someone to run up to him and grab him by the strap of his choker. Any rougher and he was sure it would’ve lopped his head off.
“Did I scare ya HiMERU-han?” After hearing the familiar voice the blue-haired idol opened one of his citrine eyes to see he was face-to-face with bright violet eyes and a proud smirk.
Oh. So it was Kohaku.
The blue-haired idol let out a sigh of relief. Had it been a ghost or something of that sort he would’ve been out of there faster then he could say his own name. But HiMERU was safe for another day, even with the adorable executioner holding the strap around his neck like a leash.
“Oukawa, please do not sneak up on HiMERU like that.” The older idol managed to keep his voice leveled. He took note the younger boy was still in his other unit's outfit. The dark green cape and black tights really stood out against the white walls after all. “People might get the wrong idea.”
“Aww, so ya weren’t spooked? I guess I gotta practice s’more.” Kohaku's expression turned more into a disappointed child than a sniper who missed his target. He ignored the older idol's warning and twisted the tie between his fingers. HiMERU half expected he’d hit himself in the face. “It’s rare to see HiMERU-han wanderin’ 'round here so I wanted to catch yer attention.”
‘ By almost choking me!? ’ If HiMERU didn’t want to lose face he was going to have to keep his thoughts to himself. The back of his neck began to ache but Kohaku’s grip wasn’t loosening.
“HiMERU’s guessing based on Oukawa’s attire, our vice-president arranged Double Face’s practice room to be hidden amongst the meeting rooms so no one can snoop around. But HiMERU somehow still managed to stumble towards it, is his deduction right?”
“Oh, yer on the dot as ev’r!” Kohaku’s face lit up. “Yeah, me an’ my partn’r just finish’d up a recordin’ fer some kinda variety program , so now I’m free to do whatev’r I want!”
Ugh, of course. Something ugly inside the blue-haired man stirred. He tried to squash the feeling down immediately but in the end he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.
HiMERU almost missed the way Kohaku’s light purple eyes narrowed mischievously as they ran up and down his body before stopping at the strap in his hands. “I do haft’ta say tho, Rinne-han and Niki-han weren’t lyin’ when they said yer feature outfit was done already huh? How neat, I can’t wait ‘till I get mine...”
Oh. Well that was unexpected. HiMERU raised an eyebrow. There was something about the way Kohaku was looking at him from beneath those long, innocent lashes that made him want to wipe the smug look off his face. The younger idol wasn’t shy with making his feelings known, and this wasn’t the first time they acted on them. (HiMERU wasn’t sure if he should be proud that he could count the number of times they did something inappropriate in ES with both hands.) If the pink-haired boy wanted to continue to play with fire, HiMERU wouldn't mind fanning the flames.
“Be careful, someone might be watching-” HiMERU kindly warned before the pink-haired idol suddenly yanked his tie down and crashed his lips against his.
Guess it didn’t matter. The blue-haired man smiled into the kiss as the grip on his tie loosened. He wrapped his arms around Kohaku's thin waist and didn’t hesitate to take the invitation to slip his tongue into the younger idol's mouth, matching the enthusiastic kiss with his own. He could feel the buttons and embellishments on their outfits digging into their skin while their bodies meshed together.
Meanwhile Kohaku managed to coax both of them to take a few steps back. Skillfully maneuvering them out of sight of the main hall and towards a door. It took one, two blind attempts at the handle before the two idols stumbled into an empty meeting room overlooking ES grounds. The lock to the room clicked into place before HiMERU even noticed.
“If HiMERU didn’t know any better he’d say you planned this?” HiMERU could hear how out of breath he was after breaking the kiss. It was a little colder here than the hall they were just in, but he knew it wasn’t hard to warm up a room. His citrine eyes darted around the room and up to the security camera in the corner that was suspiciously turned off and chuckled to himself.
Kohaku smiled in response and licked his lips, breaking the trail of saliva that still connected their mouths. “And what if I did?”
“Well, HiMERU supposes you deserve some credit then.” The taller idol leaned over so he could steal another short, but deep kiss from Kohaku, savoring the sweet moans that shamelessly escaped his throat. He felt smaller gloved hands slowly inch up the back of his head, pulling him closer while tangling in his hair.
With no time to regain his breathing the shorter idol pressed their crotches together, grinding his erection into the dark blue pants making his intentions as clear as day. Long lashes batted up at him, almost daring him to stop.
If Kohaku was willing to take the risk, who was he to say no?
“Can ya hurry up HiMERU-han? I don’t know how much longer I can wait.”
Something went off in HiMERU before he shoved the pink-haired boy against the meeting room’s wall, earning a loud moan from Kohaku when his back brushed against the cold surface. While he usually would’ve loved to take his time and strip the boy down to nothing and have his way with him, if Kohaku asked for him to hurry up-he’ll make him eat his words.
Citrine eyes examined the amount of layers between the two of them and the older man huffed in annoyance. As much as HiMERU loved the dark, spy-like uniform the younger boy wore as Double Face, especially the delicious gap between his shorts and knee-high boots, everything else about the outfit was a total nightmare . It almost made him proud the boy was able to put it on by himself.
Kohaku was still getting his bearings together when HiMERU decided to lift one of his legs and pressed himself fully clothed against him. He hooked the thin leg around his hip so the younger idol could barely stand with his toes on the floor.
“HiMERU-haaaan~” Kohaku’s moans were drawn out when he felt the obvious bulge move against his own. The thick fabric of their idol uniforms rubbing together creating enough hot friction to make his thoughts a bit dizzy. “T-too rough- yer too rough nnn-!”
“Oh? But HiMERU thought that this was what Oukawa wanted since he politely asked him to hurry up?” The blue-haired idol took the opportunity while Kohaku was preoccupied and managed to slip one of the thigh high boots over the other's knee. He motioned for the younger to take the other one off but not before slipping in another playful kiss at the corner of his mouth. Kohaku shot him a defiant look but managed to disregard HiMERU’s teasing and struggled to slip off his remaining boot.
“It’s not fair I’m the only one who’s gettin’ undress’d.” Kohaku whined as he felt the older man unbuckle and pull his shorts down once he got the tight leather shoe off his foot. He gasped when the pressure on his groin intensified, but he didn’t want to give HiMERU the satisfaction of knowing how good he felt right now.
Now that there were less obstacles in his way HiMERU lowered his arms until his hands were holding Kohaku from behind. The thin stretch of the fabric did nothing to hide blush on pink-haired boys' skin and the semi-transparent cloth his cock was pushing up against. He raised an eyebrow when he realized that meant the younger idol was wearing nothing underneath his leggings this whole time. The amount of precum leaking from the tip soaked into fabric leaving a dark patch right at its head.
Kohaku shivered everytime the older man would run his fingers across the thin, worn places of his leggings. His dick would leak every time HiMERU moved back and slotted their bodies together again, making his body shake in excitement.
"H-HiMERU-han?" The younger idol licked his lips when he stared at the large bulge pushing against his dick before pulling away. "Don't ya wanna take those off too? Ya don’t wanna-ah ruin the outfit ya jus’ got.”
That made HiMERU slow down just enough so Kohaku could catch his breath. “I suppose you're right. It’ll be a waste to get this dirty since I just got it.”
The expression on Kohaku’s face screamed in delight once he caught the small change in his words. Was this what the little executioner was hoping for? HiMERU chuckled to himself before abiding to Kohaku’s request and pulled down his pants just so his cock could slide smoothly against the pink-haired boy’s. The moan he got in response filled the room they were in. And as much as it felt good, he wasn’t going to let Kohaku think he had control over the rest of their little tryst though. He had to get even with the boy since he pounced on him in the hall after all. An eye for an eye, so they say.
HiMERU stared at the thin, worn places in the fabric of Kohaku’s Double Face leggings and had an idea. Without breaking the rhythm of their hips rocking together he kissed Kohaku again, slipping in his tongue to devour all the noises, and his attention , so he could dig his fingers into the soft skin of his thighs. Once he pulled away, leaving a thin trail of saliva connecting their mouths, Kohaku seemed to notice the mischievous glint in his citrine eyes and panicked when he realized where his hands were.
“Ahn! Wait HiMERU-han-!!”
But it was too late, the older man had already dug his fingers into the worn fabric of Kohaku’s leggings and pulled, tearing them so bits of the younger’s smooth thighs and butt were completely revealed to him. Before Kohaku could complain about the holes HiMERU had just made in his uniform, the taller man lifted him up by the back of his legs and pushed so he was practically folded in half. The only support so he didn’t slip onto the ground was the wall and the semi-gloved hands gripping his thighs.
“Didja really have to tear them!?” He could hear Kohaku’s gasps after every word from being caught like a bee in honey and struggled to support his weight.
“Well HiMERU thought they’d be a pain to take off.” The blue-haired idol removed one of his hands so he could take off his fingerless-gloves and threw them on the ground next to them. “So why not just get rid of the parts in the way?”
Careful to not dirty the long jacket he had on, HiMERU used his teeth to open a packet of lube he luckily found on the floor earlier (likely Kohaku was the one who owned it), and smeared the slippery liquid across his fingers and dick. HiMERU didn’t bother to warn the younger idol as he shoved two fingers into Kohaku’s entrance, earning a hiss in response.
“Please, p-please don’t...” Despite defeated tone in his voice and tears rolling down his face from the sudden intrusion, Kohaku was anything but humiliated as began rocked onto HiMERU’s long fingers stretching and poking around his hole. His usual pretty, purple eyes were completely blown in the fluorescent lights. “Fuck me. Jus’ fuck me please-AH!”
“Found it.” HiMERU ignored the babbling and whines when his fingers finally found the spot that made Kohaku sob. His dick gave a slight twitch when the younger teen couldn’t even moan his name and he had to bite his lip to not let one out himself. It had only been a few seconds, but judging from the way Kohaku was already begging to be filled HiMERU deduced it was safe to slip in a third. Loud, squelching noises filled the room occasionally interspersed with pleasure, and as smug as HiMERU was that most of the sounds came from Oukawa he would admit one or two gasps were his.
Once the younger idol started desperately clenching around his fingers HiMERU pulled them out, excited to know that delicious tight hole was ready to be filled with his cock. Luckily for him, Kohaku had a very erotic body. Had it taken any longer to stretch him HiMERU wasn’t sure how much his self-restraint could last.
Without giving him time to rest HiMERU gave his dick a few pumps and lined it up with Kohaku’s exposed entrance. He took no time slipping in, relishing in the continued high-pitch noises Kohaku made until he was fully sheathed inside of him. Even with the uncomfortable position, the thought of the younger idol being supported just by the room's wall and his cock made HiMERU want to come immediately. How nice would it be if he could just take his time to grind into the boy, slowly stripping him naked until he came crying over and over again-
But unfortunately the both of them had no time for that. It was only a matter of time before someone realizes they were fucking in this meeting room. HiMERU began moving in Kohaku at a decent pace, speeding up so he could find the prostate his fingers managed to reach earlier and make the boy come.
Kohaku was tight. So, so tight. And although the smooth skin through the tears in his legging looked delectable to mark it took every bit of self-control to not devour the pink-haired boy too fast, else they risked orgasming too early. (And he was sure to hear it from the younger bee later if that happened.)
HiMERU smirked when Kohaku finally let out another drawn out moan when he adjusted the boy higher up on the wall. Finally . He thrusted hard into that delicious spot, careful to not drop him, and grinded hard . Just enough so that Kohaku could only see stars.
Quickly realizing his body was slowly turning into goo, Kohaku wrapped his legs around HiMERU’s beautiful, dark jacket and lifted his hips so he could meet every thrust with his own. Pink hair stuck to his face and he could feel the trail of saliva that ran down his chin while his hands desperately tried to cling to something, anything so he didn’t fall to the floor.
Despite being held up and fucked into a wall, the pink-haired idol tried to regain his footing so he could delay the growing pressure in his crotch. He didn’t want to come when HiMERU barely started fucking him. But the older bee had other plans when he let his hold on Kohaku’s waist go. His black leggings slid down the jacket they were clinging onto causing Kohaku to suddenly fall hard on the older man's dick right when decided to thrust into him.
“AHN!!”
“Are you okay Oukawa?” HiMERU asked more-so to make sure the other boy was still conscious despite him already knowing the answer judging by the way Kohaku’s legs started shaking around him.
Everytime he pulled out, Kohaku’s worn-out leggings would slip off HiMERU’s waist so the younger boy could do nothing but let gravity take him in deeper and deeper. Deciding to give his adorable honeybee a break HiMERU went back to supporting the other at his waist even though he knew the boy was already reaching his limit, drunk on pleasure.
“AH! h-HiMERU-han, I can’t. I’m-ah, gonna come if ya keep doin’ tha-aaahh!!”
With every smack of their hips Kohaku practically bounced back onto HiMERU's cock with enough sheer force that it was a surprise no one could hear them at this rate. His high-pitched whines only encouraged the older man to sink further into him more, and it was almost as if the younger boy was now desperately trying to fill himself over and over with his cock until his body memorized how deep his shape and size could fit into him.
“Ahhhh- HiMERU-han! HiMERU-haaahh!!”
As nice as it was to have Kohaku call out HiMERU’s name while they fucked, there was still something that wasn't enough despite the intense sex and desperate rutting. There was a tiny voice at the back of his head that was slowly getting louder for him to notice it. And he knew exactly what it was.
Without thinking about the consequences, the blue-haired man pulled the dark green cape off the others shoulders and possessively littered the side of Kohaku's neck with long bites, interspacing them with hard sucks and licks while he sunk into him. Anything. So that even the high collars he usually wore during lives wouldn't be enough to cover them. So that everyone knew he belonged to him and that he remained on the boy after all this and not ‘HiMERU’.
Breathy, long whines and moans began to slur together signalling Kohaku was about to come. The bottom half of his clothes were barely holding on, strips desperately clinging onto his thighs while his thrusts continued to get sloppy with every bounce. If it wasn’t for HiMERU capturing his lips together for another kiss his head would almost hit the wall behind him.
Between the harsh breathing and rough thrusts the younger idol felt his thighs grip hard around HiMERU's as tight as they could without making him fall and finally came. Cum covered whatever fabric was left on Kohaku’s dick and some even managed to hit his face. Hot, sticky liquid slowly dripped down his cheeks landed on his disheveled red tie and light grey vest, Kohaku slumped against HiMERU, careful to not get most of the mess on him.
Despite being completely ravished, it didn't mean HiMERU was done with him yet. Even though Kohaku was exhausted the older man continued to push into him, reveling in the tight, short spasms of the younger’s hole clenching onto his cock despite trying to pull out. If anything, the orgasm helped Kohaku take the HiMERU easier into his body. And with every sharp breath there was a content sigh when he felt that comfortable heat slide into his body.
He did his best to meet HiMERU’s quickening thrusts, but now that he was post-orgasm, Kohaku was far too tired and overstimulated to do any more. He managed to muster up the rest of his strength and clung onto the older man's neck.
“Nghh-”
Kohaku let out a broken whimper when HiMERU grinded into him one last time the older man finally came, leaving him content as hot, thick cum spilled into him and whatever couldn’t fit dripped onto the floor.
HiMERU let out a sigh of relief as he finished. Barely any strength left in his body as he slumped against Kohaku and the two fell to the floor with the blue-haired man cradling the exhausted boy in his arms so he didn’t hit his head.
“I don’t think I can move.” ‘HiMERU’ buried his face into Kohaku’s neck, slowly peppering small kisses over the bruises and bites he left earlier as a silent apology. He honestly didn’t care about breaking character right now, just as long as he was forgiven for being so rough. He made a mental note though to cross off ‘Wall Sex’ on his thing’s to do with Oukawa. (And maybe to try it again when they both weren't disabling security cameras in unused rooms.)
“Good.” Kohaku tilted his head so the other man could reach better. He wrapped his arms around ‘HiMERU’s’ neck so he could pull the man close to plant a short kiss on his lips meaning he forgave him.“That’s what ya get fer bitin’ off more than ya could chew.”
“Well, good thing you didn’t come all over my outfit then, it’ll be hard to explain to Producer why I need this to be cleaned after barely wearing it for a day.”
“I feel like I forgot ‘bout the clothes ‘till ya mention’d it y’know.”
The blue-haired man took a moment to process Kohaku’s words before breaking out in laughter. “Well then, maybe next time when Oukawa gets his featured ensemble ‘HiMERU’ will be sure to admire every last bit of it.”
“Ko ko ko. That jus’ sounds like an excuse to stick yer dick in me again.”
“Who knows~”