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Rohan Kishibe did not give a fuck about Josuke Higashikata.
Or at least, ey told emself that. Ey said it to eir mirror in the mornings. Ey said it to eir pillow at night. Ey repeated the phrase over and over as if repetition alone could permanently embed it into eir mind and make it true. Rohan Kishibe did not give a fuck about Josuke Higashikata.
Or at least, ey tried not to.
When Josuke first left for college in 2000, Rohan felt a surge of relief, elated that ey wouldn't have to put up with the headache that was Josuke anymore. Rohan was glad xe was gone. Good riddance. Ey never liked xem anyways. But when Josuke came back for summer break in 2001, all of that elation disappeared, replaced with a rediscovered frustration and a rekindled rivalry. Josuke's very presence in Morioh was enough to set Rohan on edge, so when Josuke returned that summer, the two of them fought even more frequently than when Josuke was in high school.
Rohan loathed xem. Though for some reason, Josuke refused to leave em alone to seethe in his hatred.
In the summer of 2002, when Josuke returned to town for a second time, xe brought Rohan a new sketchbook as a peace offering. Rohan remembered thinking that it was a shitty sketchbook. Josuke had a shitty smile to match.
Rohan accepted it anyways, and tried to get along with Josuke that summer, but they still fought. Although, the sketchbook was the beginning of a new era. Their loathing eventually dissipated into a bearable dislike, and Rohan no longer felt emself dreading Josuke's presence. The lessened tension on their relationship allowed Josuke and Rohan to become... friends, more or less, despite the occasional fighting. Josuke had matured during xyr years at college, so it wasn't quite torture for Rohan to spend time with xem anymore. It didn't hurt that Josuke was attractive. Not that Rohan cared or anything.
So when the summer of 2003 started to roll around, it's not like Rohan was counting down the days until Josuke was scheduled to arrive.
It's not like ey had a calendar in eir kitchen marked for the occasion.
It's not like ey bought a new wardrobe specifically to impress xem.
No. That would be ridiculous. Because Rohan Kishibe did not give a fuck about Josuke Higashikata. Or at least, ey told emself that.
Perched atop a makeshift throne of xyr own luggage, Josuke sighed. Rohan was fashionably late as always. The arrival boards on the nearby display showed xem that xyr flight had landed almost an hour ago, and Rohan had yet to make an appearance. Now, Josuke was camped out on the sidewalk outside the airport entrance, slightly annoyed and incredibly bored.
Xyr flip phone buzzed in the side pocket of xyr leather jacket. Josuke pulled it out and saw a message from Okuyasu.
Has your diva arrived yet? she asked.
Josuke chuckled slightly before typing out a response.
Not yet. But ey'll get here eventually. Hopefully, before I graduate medical school.
Xe stowed xyr phone back into xyr pocket and drummed xyr fingertips across xyr knees absentmindedly.
Sure, Josuke could have asked anyone to pick xem up from the airport. Xyr mom and Okuyasu were both in Morioh and would have been happy to oblige. Xe could have called them instead. But Rohan hardly ever left eir house anymore, and Josuke found that the easiest way to coax the grouchy mangaka out of eir domain was to ask for company under the guise of a ride. Xe really didn't mind all that much that Rohan was late, even if xyr pompadour was starting to deflate a little. If it meant Josuke got to spend more time with Rohan, xe would be grateful.
Rohan was an asshole, but Josuke still worried about em sometimes.
This is going to be the year I befriend em , Josuke promised xemself. Xe had been trying for what seemed like forever to get that bitter artist to like xem, and although xe had made a great deal of progress in building their relationship, the two of them still hadn't quite reached the 'friends' stage. Josuke had a good feeling that this summer would be the one where xe finally convinces Rohan to see xem as an ally and not merely as a someone to be tolerated.
Xe was just about to pull out xyr phone to message Okuyasu again when xe heard a symphony of honking horns and a string of curse words from around the corner. Josuke sat up excitedly, sure that Rohan was of the cause for the commotion.
Xyr hypothesis proved to be correct as a cherry red sports car rounded the curb with a herd of angry drivers in its wake. In the driver's seat of the offending car sat Rohan- a pair of Gucci sunglasses perched on the bridge of eir nose and a smirk on eir green lips.
The tires screeched as Rohan parked at the curb that Josuke scrambled to collect xyr luggage on. Rohan paid no mind to the other clearly disgruntled drivers, instead choosing to check eir lipstick in the rear view mirror. Josuke smiled to xemself, pleased to see that Rohan was just as overly-dramatic as ever.
Rohan made a big display out of exiting the car and sashaying over to where Josuke stood, pen-nib earrings swaying in the breeze. Strangers stared at em as ey strutted by. Josuke assumed it was because Rohan wore a rather revealing crop top that bared eir midriff. Rohan has a nice midriff , xe thought, before diverting xyr eyes back to the suitcases, slightly embarrassed that xe had thought of something so perverted so early into eir visit.
Rohan didn't seem to mind the attention. Ey had always enjoyed prancing around with an air of superiority. By the time Rohan reached Josuke, xe had already finished gathering all of xyr luggage into xyr arms. Rohan looked like he might have attempted a hug before realizing that Josuke's arms were already full. Ey retracted carefully and casually, feigning indifference. Josuke pretended not to notice the disappointment on Rohan's face.
Xe nodded politely at Rohan. "Hey bro. What's up?" Xe beamed.
Rohan pushed the sunglasses down on eir face. Even though Rohan was in heels, Josuke was still almost a foot taller than em. Attempting to look down on someone so tall was a challenge, but somehow Rohan managed.
"I woke up early for this." Ey noted bitterly.
Josuke winked and walked to carry xyr luggage to the car. "You know you don't really mind, Kishibe."
"Fuck you, Higashikata." Rohan blurted as ey trailed behind Josuke towards the car. "And by the way, your leather jacket looks too ridiculously rugged to be for an aspiring doctor. The bad-boy aesthetic you're going for is completely misdirected."
Josuke chuckled, understanding that the backhanded insult was just Rohan's awkward way of paying a compliment. "Thanks." Xe said lightheartedly. "It's new."
Josuke loaded xyr suitcases into the trunk before hopping into the passenger seat. Xe noticed two hot drinks in the cupholders.
"The one on the right is yours." Rohan explained as ey revved eir key into the ignition. "I can't believe you're twenty years old and you still drink hot chocolate. Your beverage taste is shitty."
Josuke rolled xyr eyes. Xe was sure that whatever Rohan's beverage contained was exceedingly complicated and had driven at least one barista mad. Still, it gave xem a pleasant feeling to know that Rohan had taken the time to memorize xyr drink order and that ey had picked it up before driving to the airport.
Rohan recklessly sped their way out of the parking lot, completely ignoring the loud critiques ey received from other nearby drivers. As ey rounded a corner and furiously honked the horn, Josuke stared at em.
Eir thin, maintained eyebrows looked unrealistically cute whilst furrowed in anger, Josuke decided.
Xe shook emself.
Rohan and xem were hardly even friends. There was nothing more to it than that.
Rohan wasn't nervous. Ey was a flawless mangaka- ey didn't get nervous. Josuke sitting in the passenger seat of eir car was no big deal. The way Josuke winked and smiled at em was no big deal. The aggressive thumping in Rohan's chest? Also no big deal. Ey didn't give a fuck about how nicely Josuke's broad shoulders looked in black leather, or how sexy those stud earrings were on xem. Who cares? Not Rohan, that's who.
Ey was merely... concerned... about the way Josuke would perceive em. Though ey and Josuke talked on the phone quite frequently nowadays, nearly a year had passed since they last met. Rohan was determined to assert to Josuke that ey was still as fabulous as ever.
That was why Rohan was so concerned with looking perfect. There wasn't another reason, nor were there ulterior motives, ey swore.
Rohan had muttered this to emself earlier that morning as ey ripped the tags off of the outfit ey purchased exclusively for this occasion. The brand-new white crop top and designer jeans ey wore today didn't mean anything- honestly. Rohan may have fussed over eir makeup for almost an hour in front of the bathroom mirror, but that didn't mean xe cared, did it? It only meant that for some reason, ey wanted eir appearance to please standards of unbridled perfection for eir meeting with Josuke.
Ey didn't want Josuke to think ey had slipped in the past year and that was all. Clearly , Rohan wasn't nervous and ey certainly didn't have a crush on Josuke or anything- now that would be ridiculous.
So why is my pulse rushing this fast?
Ey wondered this to emself as eir flawlessly manicured nails tapped on the steering wheel in front of em.
“Koichi isn’t back yet, is he?” Rohan asked awkwardly, in an attempt to make small-talk to distract emself from ridiculously erotic thoughts concerning Josuke's lips.
Josuke shook xyr head, causing xyr pompadour to sway slightly with the movement. Rohan cursed emself for finding that so damn endearing.
“Nah.” Josuke said. “He scheduled his appointment for top surgery this week, so it might be a while until he gets into town. I mean, you know how that experience is. Medical transition and all.”
Rohan nodded, recalling back to when ey turned eighteen and decided to have eir operation done. The procedure had cost em an arm and a leg, but ey decided it had been worth the price in order to never need a binder again. A small part of em envied Josuke for being dmab, never feeling need nor want for surgery, yet a much larger part regarded xem with curiosity...
Rohan wondered what it would be like to have Josuke’s chest. At first, ey considered how ey would feel if eir body was similar to Josuke’s, but before long eir mind wandered to hypothetical fantasies of the things- the actions- the sensations- of Josuke’s naked form sprawled beneath em. Rohan imagined trailing eir hands down...
Ey blinked eir eyes rapidly, aggressively shaking eir head as if to chase the sinful thoughts out.
Rohan Kishibe did not give a fuck about Josuke Higashikata.
Having sexual fantasies about the person in the shotgun seat of eir car didn’t mean that ey cared. Rohan attempted to convince emself of this while eir eyes stayed transfixed on the road ahead of em, refusing to look at Josuke’s gorgeous face again.
"What about Okuyasu? Is she in town?"
"Yea." Josuke said, knowing full well that Rohan and Okuyasu weren't close. "She just got in last week. She's been saying it's been boring without the rest of us, but she's happy to be out of school for now at least."
“Mhm.” Rohan nodded. Ey hesitated even after the light turned green, caught up in the tone of Josuke’s voice. A few seconds delayed, ey realized the mistake, and stepped on the gas with extra vigor to compensate. Rohan found it difficult to drive and choose eir words at the same time for some reason, unable to comprehend just why eir tongue got so twisted in Josuke’s presence. “Are you and her…” ey began cautiously. “...going to be spending much time together this summer?”
The question appeared subtle enough, but Josuke understood the underlying meaning within the carefully selected words. Though Rohan appeared to be asking about Okuyasu, Josuke could tell that what the artist truly wanted to know was, how much will you and I see each other? Josuke resisted the urge to snicker. Despite what ey insisted, Josuke knew that Rohan got lonely sometimes, and enjoyed attention. Ey just refused to ask for it in a straight-forward way.
“A little.” Josuke admitted before turning to Rohan with a playful smirk. “But she can’t stop me from showing up at your door at midnight with takeout food and a movie marathon planned.”
Rohan rolled eir eyes, but the slight pigment collecting in eir cheeks did not go unnoticed by Josuke. “I swear Josuke, if you show up at my house at an ungodly hour of the morning, I will use Heaven’s Door on you.”
No, you won’t, Josuke thought, smiling. “My point is, Kishibe, I already know of a good VHS store I can rent a movie from. And now that Tonio does to-go orders, I could pick up some dinner before I head to your place tonight.”
“You’re awfully cocky for someone inviting xemself over to a house that isn’t xyrs.”
Josuke winked dramatically. “Because I know you can’t resist me.” Xe wiggled xyr eyebrows sarcastically and grinned. Rohan rolled eir eyes, but Josuke knew Rohan’s pissy attitude would change when xe showed up at eir house later.
Xe just wanted to keep the asshole company. There’s nothing wrong with that.
Rohan had never hated popcorn so much in eir entire life as much as ey did right now.
Josuke and em sat on opposite sides of the couch in Rohan's living room, watching a movie Rohan had never seen before. A bowl of popcorn stood in between them, separating their bodies. Rohan, still clad in eir crop top and jeans from earlier, wanted to push the bowl off the couch so ey could scoot closer to Josuke without the shame of being noticed. Rohan glared at the popcorn, displeased.
Josuke had stolen all the blankets on the couch and had nestled xemself into a warm pile of them. Rohan shivered audibly. It might have been a perfect summer night outside, but Rohan's stubborn body managed to be cold anyways. Ey longed for blankets, or better yet- for Josuke- to warm emself up. But xe and Rohan weren't lovers. They were hardly even friends. Rohan knew that cuddling on a couch with someone you weren't dating sounded like an awkward scenario, so ey stayed put and gritted eir teeth, shivering.
Josuke had a shitty taste in movies, Rohan decided. Ey found the plot of whatever the two of them were watching terribly forgettable (Rohan could have written a better story in eir sleep) and yet Josuke sat completely entranced by the characters on Rohan's TV. If ey was honest, the expressions forming on Josuke's face entertained Rohan far more than the B list movie.
Rohan felt a great temptation to pull out eir sketchbook and draw the way the electronic light of the screen illuminated the contours of Josuke's profile. Ey resisted out of regard to eir ego, but still had a compelling urge to reach out and touch Josuke.
Ey wondered how soft those cheeks would feel against the palms of eir hands.
Halfway through the movie, Josuke pulled out xyr phone to read a text, smiled, and typed away at a response.
Rohan ignored xem at first, albeit with minor annoyance. Ey didn’t like having Josuke’s attention diverted away from em.
The second time when Josuke messaged someone, Rohan began to lose patience.
"Who's so important that you have to stop watching the movie in order to text them back?" Ey snapped.
"Calm down, Kishibe." Josuke said light-heartedly. Xe tapped a few buttons on xyr phone before pulling up a picture of a smiling blonde boy in his late teens. Josuke showed the photo to a glowering Rohan. "It's just Giorno. Besides, you haven't really been watching the movie anyways."
Rohan pouted, crossing eir arms. Ey didn't know who this 'Giorno' was, but he looked pretty, and for some reason, a building sense of jealousy began to worm it's way into eir chest. Rohan and Josuke went back to watching the movie in silence. The distance between them felt acute.
Josuke pulled xyr phone out a third time and Rohan quirked an eyebrow, frustrated. “I thought I told you that I don’t want you texting in my presence.”
Josuke, refusing to put xyr phone back into xyr pocket, huffed. “Lighten up, man.”
But ey refused. “No. Put your phone away.”
Josuke rolled xyr eyes before leaning in closer to Rohan. Xe closed the gap between them, noses almost brushing together. Rohan’s eyes widened, realizing that Josuke was close enough to kiss em. Eir hand bumped the popcorn bowl in shock, sending it tumbling to the ground, but neither of them moved to pick up the mess. Proximity was all that mattered. Everything else was forgotten. With a smirk and a sultry voice, Josuke whispered, “Make me.”
Rohan nearly fainted right then and there, but after the surprise of having Josuke so close faded, ey scrunched up eir eyebrows in anger. How dare Josuke tease em like this.
Rohan snatched the phone out of Josuke’s hand. Before Josuke had time to react, ey stomped over to the kitchen and held it over the sink.
“What are you…” Josuke wondered aloud, before the realization struck xem and xe gasped. “You… you wouldn’t. ” Xe denied, helpless from xyr place on the couch.
Rohan glared at Josuke. Not breaking eye contact, ey dropped the phone into the sink and turned on the disposal. Metallic gurgling came from the drain as Josuke's phone was decimated by the blades.
"Yes." Rohan said smugly. "I would ."
“What the hell Kishibe?!” Josuke yelled. Xyr hair rising in anger, xe stood up and stalked over to the kitchen where Rohan was standing.
Rohan held eyes with Josuke- both of them livid and breathing heavily, standing chest to chest in the middle of Rohan's kitchen. Rohan inhaled sharply when ey realized that Josuke smelled like cinnamon. Josuke's breath felt hot against Rohan's skin. And xyr lips... Josuke's plump lips looked awfully inviting, especially when furrowed into an angry pout. Rohan found emself wondering what those lips tasted like. Ey caught eir breath.
"You know what?" Josuke growled in a deep, husky voice. Rohan shivered. "Go fuck yourself, Kishibe."
Rohan paused and hesitated for a moment. Ey was frustrated by the growing heat in eir pants that Josuke was causing, and angry that Josuke did this to em. Then, an idea crossed eir mind. Ey was going to embarrass Josuke in a manner so vulgar and uncomfortable that xe wouldn't dare show up at Rohan's house ever again. Ey shot Josuke one of eir signature death glares before taking a few steps back from xem. Without breaking eye contact, Rohan pulled down eir own pants and underwear.
"Fine." Rohan said with malice in eir voice. Ey hoisted emself onto the top of the kitchen table behind em, sitting down and leaving eir pants in a forgotten heap on the floor. Rohan quickly spread eir legs wide apart to reveal eir pussy, which was already soaking wet. Without another word, ey reached down with eir left hand and began to masturbate fervently. A surprised Josuke watched em with wide eyes.
"Wha-" Josuke started to say.
Rohan cut xem off. "You told me to go fuck myself, so that's exactly what I'm doing."
Wet, sloshing noises came from Rohan's pussy as ey fingered emself. "Don't you have somewhere else to be? Leave me alone." Rohan spat. Josuke's jaw dropped open.
Rohan smirked when ey noticed something beginning to rise from the crotch of Josuke's once-baggy pants. Ey mentally congratulated emself for being able to get such a perverted reaction out of Josuke... Surely, any second now, Josuke would run out of Rohan's house and leave em alone to complete eir business in peace. Rohan felt positive that after such an imprudent display, Josuke would be too embarrassed to face Rohan again.
But contrary to Rohan's prediction, Josuke didn't run out of the house. Instead, xe clenched xyr fists and moved to sit down on a nearby chair.
Rohan's hand paused, surprised that Josuke hadn't rushed out of the house immediately. "W-what are you doing?" Ey asked.
Josuke crossed xyr arms over xyr chest and smiled. "If you insist on fucking yourself in front of me, then I'm going to enjoy the show."
Rohan froze. Quickly, ey removed eir hand from in between eir thighs and crossed eir legs. "W-what? No. N-no... You weren't supposed to stay you goddamn idiot. You were supposed to run out..." Ey attempted to block the scene of the crime, but there were already juices flowing from eir pussy that began to pool on the table.
Josuke cocked an eyebrow. "If you didn't want me to see, then why did you take off your pants? There must have been a thousand other ways you could've gotten me to leave."
Rohan's face began to flush. One of eir hands frantically tried to cover eir exposed pussy. The other anxiously raked through eir hair. "I-I... S-shut up! I wasn't thinking clearly. I acted on impulse and this is all your fucking fault Josuke!"
Rohan had half a mind to call out Heaven's Door and force Josuke to forget this entire experience, but for some reason, ey couldn't seem to bring emself to summon eir stand. Perhaps it was the tingling longing in eir crotch that told em not to. Perhaps it was the satisfaction that the tent in Josuke's pants brought. But whatever the reason, Rohan couldn't bring emself to put eir pants back on or to drive Josuke out.
Rohan found emself getting wetter, even without using eir hands. Ey looked down to avoid Josuke's eyes, feeling utterly humiliated.
Josuke cleared xyr throat. Rohan forced emself to meet Josuke's gaze once more. "Well..." Josuke began, scratching xyr neck awkwardly. "If you... continue to fuck yourself in front of me... to make it up to you I could... Maybe... Y'know..."
"Spit it out, Higashikata."
"An exchange." Josuke said outright. "If you let me watch you fuck yourself, then I'll let you watch me do the same."
Rohan's breath caught in eir throat. "You... You mean you want us to-"
"Masturbate in front of each other." Josuke cut em off. "Yeah. Besides, you kind of owe me for trashing my phone."
Rohan's jaw dropped open. Eir eyes darted between the look on Josuke's face to the bulge in xyr pants, trying to gauge whether or not xe was kidding. Those pants... Rohan would be lying if ey said ey hadn't thought about what lay underneath them a few times (or, well, maybe a little more than a few times). The idea of being able to finally see Josuke's cock turned Rohan on in a big way.
"F-fine." Ey said, snapping. "But for your information, I'm only doing this as research for my manga. And if you breathe a word of this to anyone , I will make sure you regret your existence."
Josuke rolled xyr eyes and smiled. "Of course." Xe said sarcastically. Xe reached down to xyr pants, beginning to unfasten the buttons and undo the zipper. Josuke's hands worked shakily and impatiently to free xyr erection. After what felt like forever, xyr cock sprang out of xyr pants, rock-hard. Xe started to stroke it slowly, causing small drops of precum to form at the head.
Rohan watched greedily. For research purposes , ey told emself. Ey licked eir lips before opening eir own legs. Ey reached a hand down to eir needy pussy but eir eyes stayed transfixed on Josuke's cock.
Rohan couldn't believe they were doing this. Ey couldn't believe that ey had Josuke in eir kitchen masturbating. Ey couldn't believe ey was allowed to watch. Ey drove eir fingers a little harder at the thought. The combination of eir fingers on eir pussy and the sight of Josuke, pants undone, with a hand on xyr cock was making Rohan ridiculously horny. Eir hips bucked up into eir hand.
"Fuck." Josuke breathed in sharply, looking directly at Rohan. "You're so hot." Beads of sweat started to form on xyr forehead. Xyr hand sped up.
Rohan felt a surge of accomplishment. In response, ey threw a leg up onto the table, trying to spread emself to give Josuke the best possible view. "Like what you see?" Ey teased, stroking emself slowly for spectacle. Rohan silently thanked emself for waxing recently. Eir left hand worked eir pussy while eir right hand caressed eir hair. Rohan knew ey looked hot. Ey smirked at Josuke, hoping xe knew it too.
A moan escaped Josuke. "R-Rohan..." Xe grunted. The use of Rohan’s first name was not lost on em. Rohan smiled at it, watching as Josuke’s hand clutched xyr cock tightly, xyr body starting to buck uncontrollably. Josuke's pompadour began to come undone. Small strands of hair clung to the sweat on xyr face. Xe panted and breathed heavily, eyes glazing over.
The sight of Josuke in such a messy state shot a buzz straight to Rohan's pussy. Ey tried to contain eir moans, not wanting Josuke to know the effect xe had on em, but there came a point where Rohan was too absorbed in the pleasure to care.
Rohan whispered Josuke's name under eir breath as ey masturbated, attributing the building sensation in eir crotch to xem. Ey moaned loudly, throwing eir head back and closing eir eyes. The sight of Josuke stroking xemself had already permanently burned into Rohan's mind. Ey promised emself that ey would draw it later.
Rohan was only vaguely aware when Josuke, from the other side of the room, muttered, "Fuck- I can't take this anymore."
Rohan's eyes were still shut in ecstasy. They snapped open when ey felt something press against eir knees. Rohan looked down to see that Josuke had positioned xemself between Rohan's legs. Josuke, kneeling, laid a kiss to Rohan's inner thigh before grabbing Rohan's calves and draping them over xyr shoulders.
Rohan removed eir hands from eir crotch in shock. "W-what are you doing?!" Ey asked.
Josuke nudged Rohan's thigh with xyr nose. "I'm sorry." Xe said. "I know we agreed to just watch each other but... I couldn't resist. You looked so good... I have to know what you taste like." Josuke continued to kiss Rohan's thighs. With each kiss, Rohan resisted the urge to shiver.
Rohan brought a hand to eir face to cover the blush that was slowly creeping its way through eir cheeks. Eir other hand found its way to Josuke's already messy pompadour. "Go on..." Ey said. "If you want to... you know. If you want to... taste me- then just do it and stop teasing. I don't like to be kept waiting."
Though Rohan attempted to maintain a cool exterior, ey was screaming internally. Ey still couldn't believe that this was happening in eir kitche. It still felt like a fantasy. Even though a few minutes ago they had been fighting, now Josuke was actually offering to eat em out. Rohan almost pinched emself- ey had to be dreaming.
But when Josuke pressed a gentle kiss to Rohan's outer labia, ey jumped back into reality.
"Thank you." Josuke smiled, before beginning to run xyr tongue through Rohan's folds.
Rohan gasped at the sensation, nails digging tightly into Josuke's hair, destroying the pompadour. A muffled moan came through the hand Rohan had clasped over eir own mouth.
Encouraged, Josuke sank xyr tongue further into Rohan. Xe kissed Rohan's pussy gently and slowly, savoring the flavor. Xe feverishly licked at the inside of eir cunt, to which Rohan gave a weak cry as Josuke fucked em with xyr tongue. Xe started kissing Rohan's outer folds again with a hungry mouth and wide laps as xe and worked xyr way towards precise teasing using the tip of xyr tongue. When Josuke found Rohan's clitoris, Rohan was unable to block the loud moan ey let out.
"S-shit... ah!" Rohan muttered breathlessly. This felt even better than ey expected it to. With the grip ey had on Josuke's hair, ey tried to press Josuke closer to em, hungry for more of Josuke's mouth. "Ngh- keep doing that." Ey moaned.
Josuke hummed in response, sending pleasant vibrations into Rohan's clit.
"S-so how do I taste?" Rohan asked, struggling to say the words without a quivering voice, grinding eir hips into Josuke's face.
Josuke kissed Rohan's clitoris before pulling xyr head back ever so slightly. "Ah... it's like... green apples, I guess." Xe said softly, gently sucking at Rohan's folds. "At first I thought you were sour, but the more I lick, the sweeter you get. I like it." Xe returned xyr mouth to Rohan's mound as if to prove xyr point.
"Mgh..." The gentle way Josuke tongued Rohan's pussy was driving em mad. Rohan wrapped eir legs tightly around Josuke's neck, eir heels firmly pushing into xyr back. Eir only priority at the moment was to bring Josuke closer- ey didn't think about the increasing volume of eir moans, or if the neighbors could hear them.
The suffocating thighs around Josuke's face made xyr breathing short and fast. Xe didn't care. Xyr face was nestled in Rohan's pussy and that's all that mattered. Not the noise, not the oxygen deprivation, not the destroyed pompadour. Rohan was all that mattered. Josuke's fast, frantic breaths warmed Rohan's skin. Josuke brought xyr arms around Rohan- xyr hands tightly holding the small of Rohan's back, pushing Rohan into xem. Josuke moaned into Rohan's pussy, tongue all-too eagerly lapping at eir juices.
"Ahh- ngh..." Rohan panted.
Ey brought a hand down to caress Josuke's face. The sharp, sweat-streaked cheekbones, the studded earrings, the dark eyelashes... Rohan loved all of it. He's gorgeous , Rohan thought to emself. A fluttering sensation built up in eir stomach at the realization.
A few more licks from Josuke was all it took for Rohan to come undone completely.
"Ah... ah f-fuck! J-Josuke... I think I'm going to..." Rohan clutched the pompadour even tighter as ey felt emself approach climax.
Rohan pressed Josuke into emself so tightly that for a moment, Josuke was unable to breathe. Ey orgasmed, still wrapped intimately around Josuke, panting and moaning like eir life depended on it.
Then Josuke felt the muscles in Rohan's legs loosen up. Rohan slumped forwards, exhausted, stroking the back of Josuke's head in the afterglow of what ey considered to be the best orgasm of eir life thus far. Josuke gave Rohan's pussy a few more gentle licks and kisses to work em down from eir high.
"Holy fuck," Rohan shakily exhaled. "That was amazing."
Josuke removed xyr mouth and grinned. In the back of eir mind, Rohan realized ey already missed Josuke's tongue. Josuke stood up and Rohan had to crane eir neck to meet xyr gaze, eyes half-lidded in post-orgasm ecstasy.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." Josuke said. Xyr smile reached ear to ear. "But I still have to finish myself off. So if you don't mind..." Josuke gripped xyr own erection once more and started to jack off over Rohan's limp body. Josuke's eyebrows furrowed and xyr lips parted slightly as xe attempted to reach climax while standing above Rohan.
Rohan watched Josuke's cock again. Ey could very well leave Josuke to finish alone, but something told em not to.
"Wait..." Rohan started to say. "You don't have to do that..."
Josuke paused, slightly confused. "What do you mean?"
"Well..." Rohan averted eir gaze. "You helped me get off. It's only fair that I return the favor."
"You mean you want to bl-"
"Better than that." Rohan cut xem off. "Sit down on the couch. And for godsakes- take your shirt off. If we're gonna do this, I don't want that getting in my way."
Josuke opened xyr mouth to say something and then closed it. Xe turned around and walked over to the couch, careful to avoid the popcorn on the floor. As xe sat down, xe removed xyr shirt and tossed it aside.
Satisfied, Rohan allowed emself to take a quick glimpse at Josuke's naked torso before hopping off the desk and rushing out of the room.
Ey ran to the bathroom and threw off eir crop top and jewelry, now completely naked. Rohan paused in front of the mirror on top of the bathroom sink, staring at eir reflection. Eir makeup was smeared beyond belief from all the times ey covered eir face with eir hands. Eir crown sat skewed on eir head amidst disheveled green hair. Ey was a hot mess, but ey didn't have time to fix eir makeup with Josuke waiting in the other room.
Rohan fumbled around in the drawers of eir sink cabinet, heart pumping fast as ey searched for the condoms ey kept there. Finally, ey found a brand that wasn't expired. Taking it in eir hands, ey rushed back to the living room where Josuke sat waiting.
Ey tossed the condom at Josuke. "Put this on."
Josuke straightened xyr posture, shocked. "You mean you want us to... you'll let me... I get to.... inside?! "
Rohan rolled eir eyes. "Are you deaf? I said to put the condom on."
Rohan repressed a laugh as Josuke scrambled to unwrap the condom. Ey didn't think ey had ever seen Josuke this frantic before. It was kind of cute.
Josuke finished putting on the condom and looked up at Rohan for approval. Briefly, Rohan worried that Josuke wouldn't fit inside em. Rohan's frame was relatively small, and Josuke's cock was not . Still, Rohan got on the couch and straddled Josuke. Ey felt Josuke's well-endowed erection throb underneath em as ey trailed a hand up Josuke's defined abs, drinking in the view. Xe's built like a marble statue , Rohan thought to emself, impressed. And xe looks awfully sexy with xyr hair down...
"I can't believe I'm doing this..." Ey confessed quietly.
Josuke smirked, quirking an eyebrow. "Is that a compliment I hear?"
"Don't push it." Rohan snorted. But internally, ey was glad for Josuke's warm presence underneath em.
As Rohan felt up Josuke's abs, Josuke reached up to feel Rohan's chest. Xyr hand brushed across Rohan's top surgery scars, tracing the marks. Josuke's hands were warm and gentle. Rohan's heart pounded in eir chest. Briefly ey wondered if Josuke could feel the beating beneath xyr fingertips.
"Gorgeous..." Josuke whispered softly, eyes and hands trained on Rohan.
Rohan pretended ey didn't hear, but committed the compliment to memory anyways. "Are we gonna do this or not?" Ey huffed impatiently.
"I want to try something first." Josuke murmured. Xe reached up to take Rohan's face into xyr hands. Josuke brought Rohan's face closer to xyrs until they were centimeters apart. Their noses brushed together. "I want to kiss you." Josuke admitted, thumbs softly stroking Rohan's cheeks.
Rohan's heart caught in eir throat. Ey had fantasized about kissing Josuke for what seemed like forever. The thought that ey would finally get to do it drove em insane.
Ey wasn't sure who moved first. But within a few seconds, Rohan felt lips on eirs, and ey melted underneath Josuke's kind touch. The kiss was warmer and wetter than Rohan expected, and Josuke's lips were even softer than Rohan had thought they would be. The fluttering feeling at the pit of Rohan's stomach returned, and ey felt emself gripping onto the back of Josuke's bare shoulders even more tightly.
“Ah… green apples…” Josuke mused. “I always wondered… today I finally know.”
Rohan pulled Josuke back in. Ey needed more contact. The friction between their naked torsos wasn't enough. Rohan started to buck eir hips, grinding against Josuke's erection. Josuke yanked Rohan's hair in response, eliciting an erotic whimper.
Their kissing became more frantic and sloppy as they pressed their bodies together. Josuke's dick throbbed against Rohan's exposed pussy. Xe moaned into eir mouth as their tongues started to fight for dominance in the kiss.
Josuke broke away and started to kiss a path towards Rohan's neck. Rohan quietly observed how nice Josuke looked with eir green lipstick smeared all over xyr face.
"F-fuck you Josuke..." Rohan let out in between kisses as Josuke started to nibble the shell of eir ear.
"Rohan." Josuke snarled into Rohan's ear, biting gently.
Rohan shivered and moaned. "Ngh... please..."
Ey pushed Josuke's chest away from em and onto the back of the couch. Hastily, Rohan sat up and grabbed Josuke's cock, positioning it at eir entrance. The two of them moaned in unison as Rohan slowly lowered emself onto Josuke's shaft.
"Fucking hell, Rohan." Josuke grunted, bringing one hand to Rohan's hips and the other to the back of Rohan's neck. "Oh god... you feel so good... keep going..."
"Mhm." Rohan buried eir face into Josuke's neck as ey finished impaling emself on xyr cock. Rohan sucked the star tattoo at the base of Josuke's neck, trying to adjust to the new fullness within em.
Josuke stroked the back of Rohan's neck. "You're doing great." Xe praised.
Rohan smiled into the crook of Josuke's neck before moving to kiss xyr lips.
Rohan wrapped eir arms around Josuke, enjoying the passion of xyr kiss once more. Moaning, ey started to move, fucking emself on Josuke's dick.
"Ngh... Ah! Oh! Oh god!" Rohan exclaimed. "Shit!"
Josuke returned xyr mouth to Rohan's neck, kissing and licking as Rohan rode xem, bouncing up and down on xyr lap. Xe groaned heartily into Rohan's collarbone.
"Ah... Rohan... Don't stop... Ah!" Xe pleaded.
Josuke started nibbling and licking the sensitive skin of Rohan's neck, leaving bruises and bite marks wherever xe went. The thought of being marked by Josuke turned Rohan on even further. Being completely and utterly possessed by Josuke manifested in the new hickies on eir neck. Those marks would serve as a continuing reminder to what the two of them had done together today. Rohan drooled in pleasure.
"Mgh- fuck me, Josuke!" Ey yelled in response, moving eir hips wildly, desperate to feel Josuke deeper and deeper. Josuke thrust xemself upwards in response, happy to oblige.
Their sex was loud, fast, and with complete disregard to Rohan's neighbors. Rohan was practically screaming at the top of eir lungs as Josuke fucked eir brains out and brought em closer and closer to eir second orgasm.
Josuke clamped his hands down onto Rohan's hips. "Oh god- Rohan- I can't hold out much longer." Xe groaned. "Fuck- I'm gonna cum."
"Ah- fuck! Fuck yes!" Whimpered Rohan.
At the sound of those words, Josuke grunted and slammed into Rohan one last time before letting out xyr load inside em. The pulsing of Josuke's cock in eir cunt pushed Rohan to cum as well. They both moaned and rode out their orgasms together, before they stopped moving and Rohan slumped limply onto Josuke's chest, completely spent.
Josuke inhaled slowly, trying to regain xyr normal breathing pattern. "That was..."
"Perfect." Rohan cut off, nestling into Josuke's embrace.
Josuke chuckled and started to stroke the back of Rohan's head, admiring the way the short bits of Rohan's undercut felt in xyr palms. Xyr other arm wrapped around Rohan's small frame, holding em close.
Rohan thought to emself that despite all xyr muscle, Josuke's was quite warm and cuddly, especially in this tender, post-coital state. Ey continued to run eir hands up and down Josuke's torso, feeling xem as if to make sure xe was really there underneath em.
"Maybe... We could do this again sometime?" Josuke asked, fingers mindlessly fiddling with a strand of Rohan's hair. "Maybe we could... I dunno. Maybe we could be more than friends?"
Rohan snorted. "You just put your dick inside me. I think we've passed the 'friends' marker."
Josuke beamed. "I guess you're right. But uh, actually I wanted to know if you would... if you would maybe want to be my lover. My datemate."
Rohan shot up in shock. "Your what?!"
Josuke scratched the back of xyr own head nervously. "I mean... If you don't want to, I understand. We did get off on the wrong foot a few years ago, and I know I'm not exactly rich and famous like you, and you won't see me all that often cos' of med school, but I just figured that since we-"
"You're asking me out." Rohan affirmed, saying it as though to convince emself the offer wasn't a fantasy. Once ey got over the initial shock, ey crossed eir arms and looked down eir nose at Josuke. "Are you sure your boyfriend won't mind?" Ey spat the word with as much venom as Josuke deemed physically possible.
Josuke shot em a questioning look, clearly confused. "My what? "
"Your boyfriend," stated Rohan simply. "That cute blonde guy on your phone."
Josuke paused for a moment, completely silent. Rohan briefly wondered if ey should repeat emself. But then, Josuke broke the quiet with a loud, resonating laugh. Xe doubled over cackling so fast Rohan barely had time to dodge. "Ohmigod- Rohan- is that why you were so upset earlier? Because I was texting a guy?"
"Uh, well, yes-"
"Holy hell Rohan!" Josuke tried to calm xyr laughter before sitting up again and wiping tears from xyr eyes. "You were jealous... of Giorno... oh my fucking god Rohan . Listen, Rohan, he's my- well, to be honestly, I'm not sure what he is. Our family tree is kind of complicated- but we are related, I can assure you. He stopped by town to see me and we hung out last year- there was nothing at all romantic about our relationship."
Rohan's heart skipped a beat. "You mean... You aren't dating him?"
"Nope."
"You're single?"
"For the time being."
"And... you want to date me- Rohan Kishibe- of all people."
"Without a doubt."
"Holy shit." Rohan practically whispered in disbelief. Ey suddenly got the urge to fan eir face with eir hand because blood was rushing to eir head far faster than usual.
Josuke snickered, pulling Rohan in for another chaste kiss. "I'll take that as a yes, datemate ."
With the sound of the word 'datemate' and their lips pressed together, Rohan almost fainted. Ey could feel Josuke smiling against em. After a few moments of Josuke gently mouthing against em, Rohan closed eir eyes and kissed back.
Maybe I do give a fuck about you after all.