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Chifuyu exhaled, the cigarette dangled precariously between his fore and middle finger as he lightly held it. They were cheap, the filter barely doing its job of letting Chifuyu take deeper, more fulfilling puffs. He didn’t mind though, as he mostly smoked around his friends to be cool, not because he craved the nicotine…At least not yet. He absentmindedly kicked a pebble away from himself, scuffing his white boot as it made contact with the road. He tsked, taking another drag as he thought about when he could clean it.
“Sorry I’m late, my mom was on my case,” he heard a voice call out to him from behind. He turned and smiled, the cigarette perched from his lips nearly falling from his mouth due to how large his grin was. Baji, with black hair as dark as the inky night and loosened from his ponytail, was bounding down the stairs towards the blond with a wolfish smirk. Chifuyu removed the stick from his mouth and dutifully handed it to Baji’s outstretched hand. The brunette inhaled deeply but sputtered and gagged, Chifuyu looked on with an amused smile; already anticipating the lecture he was going to get from his captain.
“Chifuyu, what did I say about buying this shitty brand?” Baji complained, sticking his tongue out and spitting on the ground in disgust.
“I’m still underage, it’s not like I can buy cigarettes from the store.” Chifuyu shrugged, he was pretty sure his carton of cigarettes were already stale as he had bought them with Takemitchy when he had first turned nineteen several weeks ago. Takemitchy was always broke, so instead of an actual gift he had given Chifuyu a pack of cigarettes in lieu of spending more money he probably didn’t have.
“You’re better off not smoking at all than smoking those.” Baji pointed out before reaching into the pocket of his uniform and pulling out a black carton that Chifuyu had begun to see more often in Baji’s possession. Chifuyu felt giddy, he loved seeing the all black smoke slotted elegantly between Baji’s thin fingers, he adored seeing the cherry glow brightly as Baji slid his eyes shut while savoring the flavor, illuminating his most handsome features. He craved the intimacy of being close to Baji as he smoked so leisurely, he was addicted to the feeling of smoke being exhaled onto his face, also savoring the hint of vanilla and caramel in Baji’s Black Devil Special Flavor cigarettes.
“Shit, we’re gonna be late for the meeting tonight.” Baji cursed, quickly shoving the box of Black Devils back into his pocket much to his vice captain’s disappointment.
They quickly made their way to Baji’s bike and set off, the apartment complex becoming smaller in their rearview. Chifuyu held on tightly, nestling his head against Baji’s back in a bid for the intimacy that he had missed out on earlier while also avoiding being smacked in the face by the older man’s long hair. On nights like these, Chifuyu hated how close they lived to the shrine and with how fast Baji drove, they made it to the meeting in no time. They quickly dismounted and joined the rest of Toman in greeting each other before the meeting started.
“Baji, my guys are throwing a party to celebrate beating that shitty gang in Ikebukuro, you and Chifuyu coming?” Pah asked as Baji and Chifuyu made their way to where the captains had congregated. Baji pursed his lips in thought and glanced sidelong at Chifuyu.
“You wanna go? I can take you home early if not.” Chifuyu nodded with vigor. While he appreciated Baji’s consideration, he wanted to participate in all of Toman’s parties and events. He wanted to feel closer to Baji in that way.
“It sounds like fun. I don’t think my mom will freak out since I’m with you.” Baji grinned and slung an arm around his vice captain’s shoulder.
“Sounds like a plan, count us in Pah.” Pah nodded and before long the meeting had officially started.
It took Chifuyu much restraint to keep his mind on the agenda of the meeting and not on how Baji’s hair perfectly cascaded down his shoulders and framed his face. He was so damn beautiful in the moonlight, Chifuyu silently cursed himself for reading so many shoujo mangas. He felt like a sap, pining for a man who probably didn’t have one gay bone in his body. It was depressing, but Chifuyu was happy just to be near Baji. It was all he could really ask for and he didn’t want to be greedy and foist his feelings on Baji.
So far, he had only heard about the Third Division’s victory against a rogue Ikebukuro gang that had split off from the Ikebukuro Criminal Black Members gang. Rather than the rogue gang being absorbed into Toman, the issue of dealing with the rogue members was handed over to ICBM who had elected to punish the main defector and reclaim the rogue members as their own. This way, Toman could forge stronger ties with the main gang in Ikebukuro…At least that’s what Chifuyu got from the meeting.
After that, much else wasn’t talked about besides a warning to be careful as a Toman member’s head fetched a pretty price among other gangs in the area. The same reminder was always voiced at the end of the meetings so Chifuyu decided to tune out and daydream of pinning a certain brunette against a wall and-
“Fuyu?” The blonde jumped, startled and feeling a little guilty for thinking of his captain in such a lewd way.
“Ready to go? The party is gonna start in a while.” Chifuyu blushed, he prayed to the deity protecting the shrine in hopes that Baji could not see how red his cheeks had turned.
“Yeah, let’s go.” Chifuyu said quietly, following Baji as he led them back to his bike. They hopped on and departed from the shrine parking lot and headed to an abandoned factory where the party was being held. Once they had reached their destination, Chifuyu couldn’t help but notice that there were numerous girls flittering about. He felt a little shy, as he knew that in the delinquent circles of Tokyo being invited to a Toman party was a big deal. He was sure that many girls had their eyes set on dating a member of Toman, they were the ultimate bad boys after all.
All of a sudden he felt out of depth, but Baji’s calming hand on his shoulder brought him back to reality.
“Come on, I want to get a beer before it’s gone.” Chifuyu nodded once more and they meandered their way inside the abandoned factory and to where the heart of the party was taking place. Baji grabbed two beers and nodded to where the rest of the top brass of Toman were lounging.
Mikey was seated in the middle of the group, a cup in his hand while his arm was wrapped around Takemitchy’s shoulder. On his other side that wasn’t occupied by Takemitchy was Draken who was laughing into his beer at something Mitsuya had said. Baji waved and called out to them before guiding Chifuyu to the group. Much to Chifuyu’s quiet dismay, Baji had playfully wedged himself between Draken and Mitsuya, so he had no other choice but to squeeze in between Takemitchy and Hakkai. While he loved hanging out with Takemitchy and Hakkai, he yearned to be close to Baji whenever he was present.
Seeing as Hakkai was frowning into his own beer, it seemed he was also put out by being separated from Mitsuya due to the twins sitting between them. Chifuyu felt a little better because of this, as this gave him someone to commiserate with as any time Chifuyu dared to join in a conversation with Takemitchy, he’d get a drunk glare from Mikey. Despite him being drunk, any kind of glare from Mikey was killer and Chifuyu liked being alive, thank you very much. So instead, he focused much of his attention on Hakkai and the twins. He felt himself growing bored and began to watch Baji in lieu of joining any conversations going on beside him, he wasn’t very interested in the merits of ramen broth anyway. Rather he was enraptured by the easy smiles Baji threw at Mitsuya and how slim his neck was every time he threw his head back to take a shot. Chifuyu fantasized about pressing his lips against Baji’s defined Adam's apple, he yearned to feel his captain’s pulse under his lips. So blazing hot and so alive with rebellion.
He hadn’t paid attention to how much he was staring at his captain, leaving him to be startled when Baji turned his head to look straight at him in question; head tilted and beer held aloft. Chifuyu blushed bright red, eyes darting to anywhere but Baji.
“You okay? Wanna go home?” Baji leaned over the wooden table to yell into Chifuyu’s ear, the music much too loud to have an intimate conversation. Chifuyu laughed mirthlessly and shook his head, never wanting to be the one who ruined Baji’s fun.
“I’m okay, just a little buzzed.” He yelled back, nodding to the warm beer he was nursing in his hands. Baji laughed and clinked their beers in cheers before returning to his animated conversation with Mikey and Draken. Chifuyu smiled, enjoying the aura of Baji’s joy for a moment. However, his contentment was cut short by even more raucous laughter coming closer to their group. He turned his head and saw a group of girls coming their way, he frowned slightly but rather than say anything he just took a sip of his beer. His eyes turned to the ground, letting his mind drift off as he ignored the newcomers.
It wasn’t like he detested women or anything. He was quite fond of Hina, Emma, Senju and Yuzuha. He had even met Pah and Peh’s girlfriends and immediately respected them for bothering to deal with the leaders of the third division. He respected strong and tough women, but these girls…He saw them more as opportunists then anything else. They wanted to sink their perfectly manicured claws into any member of the top gang of Tokyo before moving on once their current conquest was no longer powerful or relevant. Chifuyu was the opposite, he’d love someone through thick and thin, through hell and back. Power or relevancy be damned, he would stay by that special person’s side no matter what.
His scowl deepened when he saw that his special someone was being draped over by one particular girl. She was blonde, tan, and done up. Chifuyu admitted to himself that she was pretty, just from the way she seductively laid herself over Baji…Chifuyu could tell that she was a sought after prize in their underworld of delinquency. The way she tilted her head to show off her dainty neck, laughed delicately at Baji’s raunchy jokes. Chifuyu felt his blood boiling and his grip dent the can his fingers were wrapped around.
“Wanna get a drink?” He leaned into Hakkai’s side to jolt the taller man as he was currently rooted to his seat, still stuck with the habit of freezing up around women. He nodded dumbly and the duo got up and made their way to the coolers despite already having drinks in front of them. After all, it was more of an excuse to escape than anything else. Their departure seemed to have set off a chain reaction as Draken, Mikey and Takemitchy excused themselves to talk about ‘business’ in a secluded corner. Rather, Chifuyu was sure that Draken was getting annoyed because he had his own girlfriend to think about while Takemitchy feared Hina’s wrath so he followed Mikey and Draken obediently.
“Fucking annoying,” Chifuyu heard himself say, yet this was caught by Hakkai who snorted into his drink with a sour expression plastered over his face.
“Tell me about it. I wanted to hang out with Taka-chan and now these hussies are distracting him.” Chifuyu laughed, he wouldn’t go as far as to call them hussies but it was funny to think that the two vice captains were in the same boat. Hopelessly pining over their oblivious captains. Except, Baji was more oblivious than Mitsuya. He was sure that if Hakkai had the guts to come out and tell Mitsuya how he felt, he’d be accepted without a second thought.
Baji on the other hand…Chifuyu wasn’t so sure Baji would accept his feelings so easily.
He was a man’s man, after all. Tough with an enviable brutish strength, he had manly hobbies like taking care of his Goki and practicing martial arts. Chifuyu on the other hand regularly reads girly mangas while fantasizing about romance and taking care of Peke J (which wasn’t ‘girly’ in and of itself, but Kazutora constantly made fun of him for being a mother hen to his cat as well as to Baji). Either way, Baji wasn’t much of a ‘feelings’ guy.
He shook his head and pursed his lips; after all he was happy just to be by Baji’s side and he was sure Hakkai felt the same about Mitsuya.
“What are you guys talking about?” Chifuyu jumped once more, already becoming annoyed that he had jumped twice in one night.
“Nothing, just talking.” Hakkai replied to the new member of their group. He side eyed Chifuyu, his discomfort quite evident as he took a cautious step back towards where Mitsuya was lounging, apparently having grown bored with talking to the girls. Kazutora cocked his head, the jingle of his earring still somehow audibly through the thrum of music.
“Yeah, just about the meeting earlier tonight,” Chifuyu replied, covering for Hakkai and giving the blue haired man an opportunity to leave the conversation. The vice captain of the second division quickly took this opportunity and legged it back to Mitsuya, not bothering to conceal his hurried pace.
“What’s wrong with him?” Kazutora asked, jabbing a thumb in Hakkai’s direction. Chifuyu shrugged, he didn’t really want to tell Kazutora that although he wasn’t technically a gang member anymore, he still struck fear into the hearts of delinquents. Especially those who had been present for the events that had unfolded on Bloody Halloween.
“Want a beer?” Chifuyu asked, already bending over to open the cooler.
“I’ll pass, can’t drink because of the meds,” Kazutora said with a regretful tone. After Bloody Halloween, Kazutora had gotten off easy for stabbing Baji. His jail sentence was reduced exponentially and he was granted an early parole. As such, he had many rules he had to follow in order to keep his parole from being revoked and going back to prison. One of which was court mandated therapy visits and medication.
“Anyway, I needed to talk to Baji about something but he walked off with some girl.” Kazutora muttered, amused with a tinge of annoyance. However, Chifuyu felt his blood run cold as he took in this information. He absolutely hated the idea of Baji with a girl, with anybody really, intimately. Jealousy boiled in his stomach like a silent killer. He felt anger clawing at the back of his throat, but he played it cool in front of Kazutora.
“Seriously?” The older man nodded, turning slightly and pointing to the exit Baji and his lover for the night had disappeared into. Chifuyu sighed and left his can on top of the cooler, the remnants spilling due to how hard he had slammed the can down. Kazutora watched him silently, a glint of something unreadable in his yellow rimmed pupils.
“If you see him, tell him I said hi.” He laughed as he watched Chifuyu march past him and to the door Baji had disappeared into moments prior. He couldn’t help but smirk at the determined expression on the blonde’s face, his eyes narrowed in resolute intoxication. The tattooed man folded his arms to his chest, self satisfied and fully amused.
After exiting the abandoned factory, Chifuyu found himself in the cool night breeze. His teal eyes scanned the immediate area, his senses on high alert in an effort to see or hear Baji and his...friend. He pushed past other gang members who were talking or had their arms wrapped around their own partner for the night. It grated on his nerves, but he finally caught sight of long brunette hair disappearing into a thicket of trees. It wasn’t quite a forest, but moreso nature reclaiming the abandoned factory yard as its own. As such, it wasn’t hard for Chifuyu to stumble upon the man he had pledged his life to with his tongue down the blonde girl’s throat. Her thin arms were wrapped around him tight, her back against a tree and a leg hiked over Baji’s hip. The mere sight made Chifuyu falter, his eyes growing wide and the liquid courage that had spurred him on was now quelled by the sobering sight before him.
He took a hesitating step back in an effort to make a soundless retreat, fully planning on commiserating with Hakkai once more before tagging along with Takemitchy on his way home. Then, all of this would become a drunken memory and Chifuyu could kid himself into thinking it was all an intoxicated nightmare. He could pretend and pretend, fooling himself over and over. It was fine that way.
However, that one step back had doomed him. A snap from a twig had alerted the two lovers that someone was in their midst. The first to look up was the blonde girl, lipstick smudged and hair mussed from the tree bark. Her eyes widened as she tapped Baji’s shoulder, her head tilted in Chifuyu’s direction in a silent demand for Baji to deal with his nosy underling. Baji, for his part, pulled away in confusion before turning around to face Chifuyu. The blonde man was fully expecting to get yelled at for disturbing them, he was ready for Baji to punch him or discipline him in some way. It’s what he deserved for intruding on an intimate moment for his captain, after all.
However, the brunette tossed his head back in laughter, as if Chifuyu stumbling upon them was the funniest thing ever. This reaction shocked the blond girl as well as Chifuyu, who shifted from foot to foot awkwardly. He didn’t like to be laughed at, but this was better than tanking a nuclear punch from his captain. Yet, Chifuyu wasn't the only one who was thrown off by this reaction as Baji’s carefree attitude seemed to piss off the girl he was sucking face with only moments prior. She slapped his shoulder in annoyance, her face leaning towards Baji’s ear.
“Deal with him,” she hissed, kohl lined eyes narrowing at Chifuyu with distaste. Baji laughed once more and nodded, Chifuyu braced himself as he prepared for Baji to tear him a new one.
“Wanna join?” Baji asked, turning to the girl still in his arms, “it’s okay right? Now you can say you have two Toman members under your belt.”
The girl shrank away from Baji, her hand connecting to his cheek in a sharp slap. Rather than react badly (Chifuyu knew Baji would never hit a woman, but that didn’t mean he would react well after being hit), Baji merely laughed again which enraged the girl even more. She shoved him aside and stormed away, leaving disgusting insults and slurs in her wake. She disappeared through the trees with a ‘fucking disgusting homos’ thrown behind her shoulder, eyes piercing a silent Chifuyu as Baji continued to laugh at her.
“What was all that about?” Chifuyu finally asked once she had completely disappeared from view and they could no longer hear her enraged cursing. Baji shrugged nonchalantly, not particularly phased by anything that had transpired.
“Those kinda girls just want to fuck a Toman member just to say they did. It’s annoying as fuck, but I thought maybe I could do it with a cute girl right quick.” Chifuyu glanced at Baji with a grossed out expression, his captain wasn’t really shy with Kazutora about these things, but he usually kept his mouth shut around Chifuyu when it came to his conquests. The brunette slid down the tree, his hand holding his bruising cheek. Blondie was petite, but she packed one hell of a slap.
“Sorry, I just got kinda...worried.” Chifuyu apologized sheepishly, he joined Baji underneath the tree. They sat close to each other, their thighs touching ever so slightly when Chifuyu brought his knees to his chest. The intoxication he had felt earlier was coming on again, he felt lightheaded and bouncy. He thanked God that it wasn’t too windy outside or else he might float away.
“’S fine.” Baji answered easily, bumping his shoulders against Chifuyu’s lightly. The captain and his vice captain sat in a comfortable silence for several moments before Baji sighed loudly. He avoided Chifuyu’s eyes with a loud ‘tsk’.
“This is embarrassing as shit, but can you leave me alone for a while...That girl got me kind of riled up…” Chifuyu regarded him with confusion before his eyes drifted downwards and saw the obvious meaning to Baji’s request.
It was only natural that Baji was hard after making out with that hot girl, Chifuyu realized. Suddenly, Chifuyu felt guilty for disturbing them. Of course his captain had his needs and it was selfish of him to interrupt that. Or so he thought.
“Ah…” Was the only thing he could answer. He felt his body grow hot, either from embarrassment or from something a lot more primal, he wasn’t sure. Oh, how he wished he was the reason for Baji’s ‘little’ problem.
He hummed for a moment. His intoxicated brain running on overtime as he found the perfect solution for Baji’s problem that didn’t involve him embarrassingly rubbing one out in the middle of a thicket of trees like a pathetic, horny teenager. He only needed the right amount of courage to see his plan through. Maybe the fact that both men were drunk had worked in Chifuyu’s favor, after all.
“I can help you with that.” Was all Chifuyu said before he turned to Baji fully and leaned forward so he was on his knees beside the brunette's lap. The brunette watched with wide rust brown eyes as Chifuyu took the initiative. Baji's hands stayed at his sides, unsure of what he should actually do with them as Chifuyu leaned over him, his teal eyes focused through the haze of alcohol. Baji watched curiously as Chifuyu palmed his bulge gingerly, as if he were worried that too much pressure would hurt the older man.
Chifuyu was a nervous wreck inwardly, yet he tried his best not show his inner turmoil to Baji. He knew that if Baji got the slightest inkling that Chifuyu was unwilling, he’d stop this immediately. To make sure that didn’t happen, Chifuyu carefully unzipped the black pants Baji was wearing and prepared himself for what naturally came next. He slowly reached a hand inside the brunette’s boxer briefs, momentarily pulling back when Baji hissed at the coldness of Chifuyu’s hands.
“Sorry,” it was murmured closely between them, an anxious silence enveloping them as they strained their ears to listen to anyone who wandered closely towards them. It seemed as if the party was already dying down, which made Chifuyu feel a little more comfortable. He swallowed and decided that if his hands were too cold for Baji to enjoy a hand job...Maybe his mouth would be a perfect substitute.
Baji seemed entirely unaware of what Chifuyu had planned; his breath hitched as his vice captain pulled all of him out from his underwear and enveloped him in the warm wetness of his mouth. His tongue swirled against the underside of Baji’s manhood, slowly returning him to full hardness with each sloppy swipe of his tongue. Baji felt a rosy blush creeping up his neck as he pushed his hair out of his way, he watched Chifuyu slurp him with rapt attention, his eyes unwilling to leave the sight of plush pink lips wrapped around his throbbing cock.
Even in the darkness surrounding them, Baji saw the pretty cherry glow of arousal (or maybe embarrassment) dusted on Chifuyu’s usually pale cheeks. His eyes fluttered shut, pupils slightly peering up at him every once in a while to gauge his reactions. Baji groaned, the sight of his vice captain servicing his cock with such dedication was sending him straight to heaven. With each suck and roll of Chifuyu’s small tongue, Baji felt himself grow closer to completion.
“Wait a second,” Baji gritted out, his teeth clenched tightly as he pushed Chifuyu off of him. The blond, eyes hazy and saliva dripping from his lips, looked up at him with heat. He was entirely out of his mind, too far gone to listen to reason. Baji swallowed, he took a deep breath to steady himself before standing up, his dick brushing against Chifuyu’s chin as he did so.
“Can I face fuck you, Fuyu?” Chifuyu felt the heat in his pants grow, he nodded while pressing his thighs together, teasing the hardness there as best as he could.
“I want your dick in my throat, Baji-san.” Chifuyu answered easily, his mouth already open with his tongue sticking out. He was ready and waiting, wanting Baji to shove his dick as far down as he could possibly go. A flare of jealousy raced through him as he remembered that girl from earlier. Surely Baji’s dick would slide deeper down his throat than his tongue did for that girl. It wasn’t a competition, but Chifuyu would be damned before he’d lose out to some random.
Chifuyu was brought back to the present as Baji laced his fingers in his blond locks and brought him forward, so agonizingly slow as if he were giving Chifuyu enough time to back out. The blond closed the distance on his own, his mouth searching for Baji’s hardness with fervor. He sucked and licked, getting comfortable once more before tapping Baji’s bare thigh, his signal to let Baji know that he was ready to have his throat punished. Baji nodded as he understood the cue, his face split into an unseen grin as he gulped. Without missing a beat, he pulled Chifuyu off of his dick by his hair then slammed his hips forward.
Chifuyu choked slightly, tears prickling at the corner of his eyes as he fought desperately to control his gag reflex. He refused to push Baji away as he retreated once more before pushing forward. The grip on his blond hair tightened deliciously, the pain momentarily distracting him from his abused throat. His eyes drifted open as Baji rhythmically pulled away again, he noticed that Baji’s free hand was grasping the tree tightly, his nails digging into the bark and most likely injuring himself. Chifuyu tapped on Baji’s thigh once more to signal him to stop.
“”What’s up?” The brunette asked, his patience running thin. Chifuyu grinned up at him, his arm coming up to rub some of the saliva coating his chin away.
“Put your hand on my throat. I want you to feel how deep your dick is fucking me.” Baji cursed under his breath and immediately placed his free hand tightly against the blond’s Adam’s apple. With Chifuyu’s permission, he returned to the task at hand, which consisted of punishing Chifuyu’s wanton mouth. The blond moaned around the fat cock fucking into his mouth, the lewd clap of his captain’s balls slapping his chin was music to his ears. He reveled in Baji’s undivided lust, even if he were just a means to an end. He didn’t mind being Baji’s cocksleeve, he didn’t mind being Baji’s toy. He’d do whatever the brunette told him to, no matter if it invoked pain or pleasure. He’d take it all and be grateful for it.
“Oh fuck Fuyu...You’re right, it’s going in so deep.” Baji quickly removed his hand though, afraid that he might harm Chifuyu in their fucking. Instead, he fisted both hands in Chifuyu’s soft hair as he thrust against the blond’s face. He enjoyed the sensation of tight warmth surrounding his cock, milking every part of him with the dedication that Chifuyu was known for. He loved how Chifuyu’s cute nose pressed against his pelvis, how his hair tickled his navel with how tightly he pressed against him. He liked everything about Chifuyu, but he wasn’t quite ready to admit it yet.
“Oh God, your throat’s so good. I wanna fuck you until you can’t even talk anymore. I wanna shoot inside you, can I? Can you swallow my cum? Wanna taste it?” Chifuyu hummed, his eyes slipping open as he watched Baji come undone. His hips stuttered as he reached his climax, pulling away violently due to being overstimulated by Chifuyu’s incessant tongue. He shot the rest of his load across Chifuyu’s face, painting a pretty picture which consisted of streaks of cum on the blond’s cheeks and chin. Baji took a steadying breath, his eyes unable to look away from his essence on Chifuyu’s face.
“Shit, sorry.” Baji breathed, his senses returning to him as he took in the sight of Chifuyu’s messed up state. The blond’s hair was sticking up every which way, his face was dirty with tear streaks mixed with Baji’s semen, and Baji was sure that his knees and jaw were most likely wrecked.
“Want me to finish you off?” Baji offered, kneeling down and trying his best to smooth down his vice captain’s hair.
“No, it’s okay.” Chifuyu replied with a hoarse voice, his eyes avoiding Baji’s as if his life depended on it. The gravity of what Chifuyu had down was starting to sink in. He had taken advantage of his drunken captain and let Baji debauch him. He had let Baji fuck his throat raw, which was something his captain probably already felt disgusted about. After all, his captain wasn’t gay...He was just horny. Chifuyu knew that he shouldn’t have come onto Baji, he should have left him alone to deal with his problem in private. He felt disgusted in himself for jumping at the opportunity to take advantage of Baji.
The thought alone made him want to crawl into a hole and die.
The rest of their time together was awkward; Baji had insisted on walking home together as he was much too drunk (and to be honest, his legs felt too much like jelly for him to safely drive his Goki) to drive home. Luckily, they did not live far from the party and both of them made their way home safely. Baji walked ahead while Chifuyu shrunk back, he felt disgusted as he had wiped Baji’s cum off with the inside of his own shirt so he wouldn’t have to walk around with cum on his face.
Finally, Chifuyu felt relieved when they made it to the apartment complex without incident.
“Here,” Baji said suddenly, his hand flying to his pocket and pulling out the black box. Chifuyu watched him curiously, immediately recognizing the black box as Baji’s favorite cigarettes.
“You look really tense,” that was an understatement, Baji knew, “so hurry up and smoke a cigarette to calm down, okay? It’s my last one so you better put it to good use, I’ll see ya later.”
With that said, Baji hurried up the staircase to his own apartment. Chifuyu eyes followed his figure until Baji was out of sight, then he looked down at the lone cigarette in his hand. He rolled it around his palm in thought before deciding to head to his own apartment.
In the quiet of his own room, Chifuyu tossed and turned on his bed. His brain kept replaying the events of that night; every moan and sigh, every time Baji filled Chifuyu’s throat with his fat dick, every soft ‘Fuyu’ Baji moaned into the night. Chifuyu felt himself grow hard at the memories, his hands gripping his pillow in an effort to stop himself from relieving the pressure building in his lower body. He groaned in frustration, everything was too much for him. He could still taste Baji’s saltiness on the tip of his tongue, coating his lips and leaving a slick memory on his chin.
He sat up, eyes locked on the black devil on his bedside right next to his cheap plastic lighter. He bit his lip, wondering if it was worth a smoke to get rid of Baji’s flavor still tingling in his mouth. He nodded to himself and quickly pushed the covers back. He scooped up a drowsy Peke J and after a peck on the black cat’s head, he placed him on the couch before returning to his room and closing the door. For an added measure, he shoved a T-shirt into the crack separating the door and the floor and cracked open the window to air out the room. His mother hated smoking indoors and Chifuyu really didn’t want to get his ass beat at the big old age of nineteen.
His fingers twitched in anticipation as he grasped the cigarette carefully between his fingers. He brought the stick to his lips with trembling fingers and lit it after several tries, his thumb consistently missing the starter in his anxiety. Finally after one more try, he breathed in and watched enraptured as the cherry’s glow illuminated the room around him. He coughed quietly as the flavored smoke filled his lungs, exhaling slowly just like Baji did.
The thought of Baji made the memories flood back, the sight of his hard dick forever burned into Chifuyu’s mind. The smoke seemed to intoxicate him again, his head becoming dizzy as he felt a hardness grow between his legs. He puffed on the cigarette slowly, savoring the vanilla flavor as rather than get rid of Baji’s taste, it seemed to mix with it and remind Chifuyu even more of the brunette who was sleeping peacefully several floors above him.
Chifuyu felt dirty as his hand slid down his body and into his pajama pants, firmly grasping his own manhood. He pumped himself slowly, enjoying the feeling of releasing tension. He played with the tip while taking another puff, sliding his eyes shut and fantasizing of a bigger and stronger hand stroking him.
He whimpered into the filter of the black devil, hurriedly shoving the pajama pants down his thighs and pumping his cock with more vigor. He bit into the cigarette, the smell of tobacco and vanilla overwhelmed his senses as all he could think of was long brunette hair, strong muscles and sharp canines.
He fantasized of being bitten, manhandled, and fucked senseless by Baji. In return he’d claw Baji’s back as the older man fucked into him roughly, he’d pull his long brunette locks in pleasure and moan into his mouth with abandon. He’d let Baji mark him, let him violate his most private place, and most of all let Baji choke him until he saw black spots in his vision. He’d give everything to Baji, because Baji was his everything.
One hand wasn’t enough to satiate Chifuyu’s cravings, he placed the black cigarette firmly between his closed lips and let his free hand wander to his chest and tweak his nipples. His hand slid lower, dragging against his tight stomach and joining his other hand around his weeping dick. He exhaled the smoke through his nose as his fingers became drenched in pre-cum. Once his fingers were reasonably soaked, he carefully moved his hand behind himself and between his perky cheeks. A finger probed around his entrance, teasing and cautious. Chifuyu inhaled another puff, enjoying the feeling of the nicotine calming him down enough to push his forefinger inside his pink hole.
He groaned, pumping his finger into his most sensitive place, longing for something thicker and longer. Before long, he added a second finger and sighed as he started to feel the hint of his hole deliciously stretching around him. He figured three fingers were enough, but he yearned for that big, hard dick that he had choked on earlier that night.
“Fuck...Baji-san…” He moaned, the black devil muffling his words and letting his pleasure hang in the darkness of his room. He fucked himself on his fingers, rocking his hips back as best as he could, pretending that those small fingers were actually Baji’s large ones prepping him for something much bigger and more fulfilling. The scent of sweetened tobacco felt as if Baji was all around him, fucking him, caressing him, and watching him with dark arousal.
“Fuck fuck fuck, I love you Baji-san…” Chifuyu nearly cried out, instead he had to settle for a strained whisper as he tried his best to remain quiet. He spilled into his fist as his fingers delved as deep as they could inside of himself, barely touching that bundle of nerves that could make him lose his mind.
By this time, the cigarette was already burning dangerously close to the filter. Chifuyu frowned and puffed on it one last time before snubbing it out and collapsing on the bed. The post orgasm bliss quickly swallowed him up and let him drift into sleep.