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Patience is often a virtue that people wish to possess. Sadly, for Hyoma Chigiri, it wasn’t something he could display at the moment. This was all due to the beautiful, strong, and utterly oblivious hunk of a man named Rensuke Kunigami.
Chigiri had been into the tall, spiky-haired man since he was a first-year student, when they both started playing for their university team two years ago. He had slowly tried to feel Kunigami out first to see if he was interested. Chigiri had almost thrown a party when he found out Kunigami was openly bisexual and had been making every move since then to make the man his.
However, to Chigiri’s utter dismay, the man remained oblivious. At first, when he began flirting shamelessly and didn’t notice any change in Kunigami’s behavior, he thought perhaps the hunk just wasn’t interested. Still, not wanting to give up so easily, he started paying closer attention and noticed how the tall man looked at him when he thought Chigiri wouldn’t notice. He immediately knew the attraction wasn’t one-sided.
Eventually, they had lingering looks and casual touches all around, but Kunigami would never go past that, which drove Chigiri insane. That’s when Chigiri decided he just needed to find a way to break Kunigami’s resolve not to make the first move, and oh, did he try.
Once again evidenced today, Chigiri took his sweet time in the shower after their training session, knowing that Kunigami was usually one of the last to leave. He allowed his long, luscious locks to cascade over his shoulders and sauntered across the locker room, passing Kunigami with only a loosely hanging towel around his hips. He kept looking forward at the mirror just across from him and noticed how Kunigami couldn’t help but stare at his ass. Chigiri smirked as the tall man, now with rosy cheeks, shyly looked at him while thinking he wouldn’t notice.
However, it was only a few seconds before Kunigami quickly turned and almost ran to get dressed and leave the locker room. He shouted a brief goodbye to Chigiri before slamming the door behind him as he went.
Exasperated didn’t even begin to describe how Chigiri felt. Of course, he enjoyed the attention of this Adonis of a man, but if he could only make him flustered without making a move, then it wasn’t worth much. “For fuck’s sake,” he sighed. “I’m going to have to bring out the big guns...” Chigiri thought as he pulled out his phone, knowing exactly whom to talk to in order to hatch out a plan.
Bachira picked up on the second ring, and after a brief explanation and a few minutes of laughing at Chigiri’s predicament, he finally came up with something.
“Maybe you need to show him he might lose you if he doesn’t get his shit together.” Chigiri hummed and asked him to elaborate. “Oh, come on, man. You’ve been drooling for him since you met him. You’ve never been seen in any romantic or sexual relationship with anyone else. You’ve been flirting obnoxiously, and he has started to flirt back a bit, but stopping there, right? Maybe you should show him you have other options and see how that works out.”
Still on the phone, Chigiri arrived at his dorm room, opened the door, took off his shoes, and headed straight for his bed as he contemplated. “I’m not hooking up with a rando just to piss him off. What if he completely backs off over some chivalrous bullshit thinking I’m not into him? That would be even worse.”
“I’m not telling you to go fuck someone else, but maybe I can throw a party, and you can find someone for the night. No sex needs to happen. Just dance, have a good time, and see what happens.”
Chigiri scrunched his nose at the thought, remaining cautious about the idea. “Who would I even use for this? Most of our team knows about our thing and won’t play along.”
Suddenly, he could almost hear the smirk on his friend’s face as he replied. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. I’ll find someone for you. All you need to do is enjoy yourself.” Chigiri remained silent for a moment but ultimately agreed. “Trust me, you won’t regret this. I know exactly who to ask to help you.”
Not even a week later, Bachira organized the house party as planned, and Chigiri arrived early to help him set up. After getting everything ready, showering, and dressing up, he walked out and noticed a few people already in the living room, which had been transformed into a dance floor. He continued into the kitchen to find Bachira opening a bottle of liquor and pouring himself a drink. “Here, you need to let loose a little,” he said, handing Chigiri a full shot glass.
He nodded in thanks just before he took the shot, slamming it back with a grimace. “When will I finally find out who you picked for this?”
“Soon enough... oh, speaking of the devil. He’s here,” Bachira said with a smirk. Just as Chigiri turned to see who he was talking about, his jaw dropped.
“You’re kidding... right?” Chigiri asked in disbelief as the mountain of a man walked in and surveyed the room. Physically, the man matched Chigiri’s type with his huge, muscular build resembling Kunigami’s. However, from what he remembered from their last game against him, he was a complete asshole.
“Really? The captain of our biggest rival team is what you came up with?” Chigiri asked in utter disbelief.
Bachira rolled his eyes with affection. "You have any better ideas?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. “Who better to piss Kuni off than his biggest rival?”
Before Chigiri could say anything, the man in question approached them. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t Kunigami’s princess. I can’t believe the idiot hasn’t gotten his head out of his ass and made a move yet.”
“Don’t call me that.” Chigiri exhaled an irritated breath. “Why are you even playing along with this, Barou? You live to annoy us when we play against each other, so why are you helping me?” Chigiri questioned, irritated, and trying to make sense of the situation.
Barou leaned in closer and replied playfully, “Easy. I get to hold a pretty thing in my arms all night and annoy Kunigami while doing it. No matter how you look at it, it's a win-win situation.” He smirked as Chigiri seemed a little flustered by the shift in tone. “Still, we’re going at your pace.” He stepped back slightly and added, “I might enjoy messing with you guys, but I’m not going to do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I’m not that much of an asshole,” he finished sincerely.
Chigiri was still unsure how to respond when Bachira jumped in. “And that’s why he’s perfect for the job, so I’ll leave you to it. Good luck,” he concluded with a wink as he left.
Chigiri shook his head before finally replying. “Alright, we can dance, and you can get a little handsy, but no marking me and nothing below the belt. Is there anything you want me to know or avoid?” he added.
“Noted,” Barou replied. “I’m up for anything. Your little prince just walked in, so I’m going to get closer. Pinch me if you want me to back off at any time.”
Barou quickly leaned in closer to Chigiri as the shorter man took a deep breath to steady himself. “This better work,” he thought, softening his stance to face Barou. They continued their conversation about random topics while Barou turned on the charm. Chigiri had never imagined Barou could actually flirt, let alone do so in a good and respectful way, but here he was, trying to appear as if he wasn’t keeping an eye out for his real target.
Before long, Kunigami approached them. “What are you doing here, Barou?” Kunigami asked, his tone laced with venom.
"I’m here to have a good time. Why else would I come to a party?” Barou replied with an eye roll.
“What does that have to do with Chigiri?” Kunigami asked, shooting a death glare.
“What? Can’t I strike up a conversation with a beautiful man? How is that any of your business?” Barou replied with a smirk.
Before Kunigami could speak, Chigiri interrupted. “He’s fine, Kuni. He’s much nicer than I expected.” Kunigami turned to him, surprise evident on his face.
“I’m a gentleman, after all,” Barou added with a playful smile.
“Fine...” Kunigami concluded with evident irritation. “I guess I’ll leave you to it...” he said as he quickly turned and walked in the direction where Reo had just entered.
As he walked away, Barou chuckled. “I can’t believe he’s that fucking clueless about his own feelings.”
"You’re going to help me fix that, right?” Chigiri asked, a slight smirk on his face.
“Of course,” he answered with a mischievous grin.
They continued to hang around each other as the party was in full swing. They kept talking, and Chigiri made sure to seem like he was having a great time getting to know Barou. As a man on a mission, Chigiri occasionally glanced Kunigami’s way, noting how irritated he seemed. Still, Kunigami hadn’t approached them again.
“Want to dance and give him a real show?” Barou asked as he held out his hand.
Chigiri smirked as he took the man’s hand. “Sure.”
Hand in hand, they walked to the dance floor. Now solely focused on the music, Chigiri let loose, swaying his hips sensually as Barou moved in closely behind him, mirroring his lead. They danced for a while, and when Chigiri looked for Kunigami, he noticed how tense he was. “Holy shit, he’s about to lose it,” Chigiri said to Barou, enjoying the way Kunigami’s eyes stayed locked on his body.
“Let’s give him a little push then,” Barou answered, holding the smaller man’s hips and nuzzling close to Chigiri’s neck as if he were about to leave a trail of kisses. Chigiri knew he was playing with fire, but he didn't care. He had to make it happen tonight, and that’s when he looked straight at Kunigami and sent him a playful wink.
As if the action had flipped a switch, Kunigami bulldozed his way through the crowded dance floor and approached them, immediately wrapping his hand around Chigiri’s waist and pulling him close, away from Barou, as he whispered in his ear, “We need to talk. Now.” His tone was so low and dangerous that Chigiri couldn’t help the shiver that ran up his spine. He had never seen Kunigami look so angry before, possessive even, and it was so fucking hot that he bit his cheek to maintain his composure.
“What’s the matter? Got something to say? It’s not like he belongs to you or anything, right?” Barou said with a smirk, leaning over Chigiri’s shoulder.
Chigiri noticed how tense Kunigami was and quickly ended the interaction, not wanting Kunigami to get in trouble or start a fight because of him. With a hand on the enraged man’s chest, he leaned in closer. “Let’s go.”
Kunigami shot one last glare at Barou before turning to leave, gripping Chigiri’s hand and quickly leading them off the dance floor. Bachira noticed their hurried exit and raised his glass in their direction as Chigiri gave a subtle thumbs-up while Kunigami pulled the smaller man’s hand, guiding them into the guest room.
As they entered, Chigiri broke the silence. “So, what do you-” he began, only to be interrupted by Kunigami, who kissed him fiercely and slammed him back against the door, sealing it shut. Chigiri barely had enough time to regain his bearings as Kunigami took control of the kiss, one hand tangled in his long hair and the other tightly gripping his hip. Kunigami’s knee slipped between Chigiri’s legs, eliciting a low groan from the shorter man as he instinctively wrapped his hands around the hunk’s neck and back.
Soon, Kunigami pulled him back, pressing Chigiri’s head against the door as he began kissing and marking his neck. “You think you can just toy with me like that, princess? Let that bastard’s hands touch you as if you belong to him?” Kunigami growled into his neck, leaving marks of jealousy on his skin.
Chigiri couldn’t help but groan at the possessiveness in his partner’s voice and actions. “As far as I know, I don’t belong to anyone. But if you want me to be yours, all you had to do was ask, big guy.” He replied in a sultry voice, followed by another groan as Kunigami bit his shoulder, sucking a bruise and then licking the mark he had left.
“Is that it? Were you trying to get a rise out of me, you brat? And here I was trying to take it slow.” Kunigami pulled away quickly, pulling Chigiri’s shirt over his head and then his own. “Not going to make that mistake again,” he lifted Chigiri by the thighs and pressed him against the door. Chigiri quickly wrapped his legs around Kunigami’s hips, groaning as the tall man practically mauled his chest by kissing, licking, biting, and sucking anywhere he could reach.
“Kuni, please.” He called breathlessly, holding onto his partner as if his life depended on it.
“That’s cute. We’re only starting, and you’re already begging for me,” Kunigami replied as he grabbed Chigiri’s ass, pulled him away from the door, dropped him onto the bed, and knelt between his legs. Chigiri could only bite his lip as he landed on his back and watched his partner’s desire as Kunigami made quick work of removing his pants and then Chigiri’s remaining clothing, revealing smooth skin and an already rock-hard cock just before delving down to kiss and mark up his thighs.
“Oh, fuck”, Chigiri moaned lowly as Kunigami had his way with him. He could see how Kunigami was also affected by him if the massive tent in his underwear was anything to go by. He couldn’t wait to feel that big cock inside him.
Suddenly, Kunigami flipped him over onto his stomach, and Chigiri was discovering many things tonight, including how fucking hot it was to be manhandled by this mountain of a man.
Kunigami continued kissing up his thighs and then up to his ass before gaining a bit of distance as he spread his lover’s cheeks. “Look at you, so fucking beautiful.”
Before Chigiri could even get a word in, Kunigami licked a trail from the shorter man’s taint to his rim and proceeded to fuck him with his tongue. The long-haired man immediately hid his face within the bedsheets to hide the moan that escaped him, only to have Kunigami stop his actions.
Just as he was about to whine in complaint, Kunigami grabbed his hair close to his scalp and pulled his head back, earning a loud moan. “Don’t you dare hide your sounds from me,” Kunigami growled into his ear. “You’ve already been enough of a brat tonight, so let me hear how good I make you feel. Be good for me, and I promise you won’t regret it.”
Chigiri keened in response, nodding as much as he could with the death grip on his hair. “Yes, sir.” A visible shiver went through Kunigami at the title. “Good,” he responded quickly, delving down and returning to eating him out.
Chigiri devolved into a babbling, moaning mess as Kunigami enjoyed playing with his hole and teasing him. Still, it wasn’t long before Chigiri was begging for more. “Please,” he begged in a winded whisper.
“What is it, baby? What do you need?” Kunigami asked as he nibbled on his ass cheek.
“You, please.” He responded in a breathy tone. “Want you to fuck me.”
“Are you sure? We don’t have any lube.” He asked seriously for a moment. Even in his horny haze, he knew he would never want to hurt Chigiri.
“First drawer on the nightstand. Bachira always has some, even in the guest room.” He responded with a chuckle as he turned his head to look at Kunigami over his shoulder. “I have been waiting too fucking long to stop now. You want me to be yours? Prove it. I want you to fuck me like you mean it.” He finished with a look of challenge in his eyes.
“You fucking brat,” the tall man replied with a smirk as he quickly removed his underwear, found the lube, and came back while Chigiri enjoyed finally seeing his partner bare. Damn, he must’ve been carved out by the gods themselves because this man was a fucking masterpiece. Kunigami lubed up two of his fingers and promptly started stretching his lover. In just a few minutes, he had added another finger and fingered him roughly, teasing near his prostate but not quite hitting the spot.
Chigiri, realizing Kunigami was doing it on purpose, was losing his patience. “Fuck. Stop teasing. I need you in me already.”
Kunigami chuckled darkly in response. “Oh, do you? I don’t think you’ve earned it yet with that stunt you pulled. If you want it, then beg for it. Beg for me to fuck you.” In that moment, Kunigami curled his fingers against Chigiri’s prostate, leaving his mind completely blank as the little bit of mischief he had within him was fucked out, leaving him completely pliant.
Chigiri, without any pride left, complied. “Please. Need your cock. Want it. Want you to fuck me, make me yours, and ruin me for anyone else. Please!” He moaned desperately as tears started collecting on his long, luscious eyelashes.
That earned an animalistic growl from Kunigami as he quickly pulled his fingers out, put on a condom, lubed himself up, and bottomed out in one fluid motion. Kunigami was sure the moan Chigiri had let out could probably be heard outside. “Good,” he said as he started fucking him in earnest. “Let them all hear. Let them all know you’re mine.”
He continued thrusting from behind as he grabbed a fist of Chigiri’s hair with his clean hand, earning the loudest moan yet. “You like that, baby? Like it when I pull your hair and take what’s mine?”
Chigiri tried to nod, words failing him as his pleasure coiled tighter and tighter with each thrust.
“Say it,” Kunigami pressed huskily.
“Yes!” He keened.
Kunigami kept his harsh pace, and when he felt Chigiri tightening up, revealing his pending orgasm, he quickly pulled out.
“No!” Chigiri whined at the loss, only to be quickly turned on his back. Kunigami grabbed his thighs and pushed them onto his chest into a mating press. He promptly slid right in slowly.
“Aww, baby, were you about to cum? I’m sorry,” He said, teasingly as he purposely edged his partner. “I want to see that beautiful face of yours when you cum on my cock for the first time.”
“Please, please let me cum.” Chigiri begged with a whine.
“How can I say no when you beg so beautifully, sweetheart?” he answered as he put Chigiri’s legs over his shoulder and started fucking him at the same harsh pace he had before nailing his lover’s prostate head on. Chigiri’s high-pitched moan in response was so loud that Kunigami was certain it was heard outside. “There you go, princess,” he said in between grunts as his own pleasure grew steadily. “No one gets to touch you like this, fuck you like this, right?”, he continued.
“Only you,” Chigiri agreed as the pleasure quickly coiled tight in his lower abdomen.
“I missed that, baby. Tell me, who do you belong to? Who is the only one who can fuck you like you need?” Kunigami growled as his pace grew erratic.
“Only you,” Chigiri mewled now, oh so close and babbling, begging for Kunigami to let him cum.
“Go ahead, baby. Cum for me.” Finally giving attention to his partner’s neglected cock, Kunigami stroked him, finally pushing him over the edge.
“Rensuke!” Chigiri’s back arched as his eyes rolled back, and he sprayed over his chest and Kunigami’s hand.
Kunigami had no way to prevent how hard his own orgasm hit him with how Chigiri tightened around him and the way he moaned his given name. He rode both their orgasms out until Chigiri was a shaky mess underneath him. They were still panting from exertion when he let Chigiri’s legs fall from his shoulders, grabbing his cheek and giving him a passionate kiss.
Instinctively, Chigiri wrapped his legs around Kunigami’s waist and arms around his back, trying to maintain the closeness. After a few minutes, the kiss slowly turned tender until Kunigami pulled back slightly and smiled at him, who could only return the smile.
Slowly, Kunigami pulled out, threw away the condom, and, with some wipes he had seen in the nightstand along with the lube, he wiped Chigiri’s chest clean. Chigiri then pulled the covers back and signaled for Kunigami to join, which he quickly did. Chigiri wasted no time in lying on the taller man’s chest.
They were just quietly cuddling when Chigiri broke the silence. “If I had known pissing you off was all it would take to get you to fuck me like that, I would have done it a long time ago. Watching you mark territory is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Kunigami huffed, still clearly annoyed with his stunt. “You’re such a damn brat. I was going to ask you out, you know. This isn’t just sex for me.”
Chigiri looked up at Kunigami’s face to find him pouting. “I know, handsome. It isn’t just sex for me either.” Kunigami’s eyes found his and softened immediately, just as Chigiri moved up a bit to peck his lips before lying back down on his chest.
“Good, I will say I’m not responsible for what I do if that bastard ever touches you again.” Chigiri could only giggle. “Noted, but he was in on my little plan. He just enjoys pushing your buttons, I suppose.” Kunigami huffed again as Chigiri continued. “I don’t like to share either, so don’t worry. Only my boyfriend gets touching privileges.”
Kunigami wrapped his arms around Chigiri a bit tighter at that. “Boyfriend?”
“Obviously. You think I would’ve let you fuck me like that otherwise? Nah, babe, you’re stuck with me now.”
Kunigami chuckled in response. “Good, I’ll take you on a breakfast date in the morning. Still have to woo you after all.”
“It’s a date then,” Chigiri finished as he couldn’t stop yawning.
“And that’s our cue to sleep. Good night.” Kunigami finished with a kiss on his head.
“Good night,” Chigiri mumbled into the man’s chest.
