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“Well, one must admit that this is not ideal,” Chishiya said blandly as he surveyed the wide array of sex toys on the table in front of him. He popped open the lid of a bottle of lube and sniffed it. He hummed and offered it to Niragi to smell, who batted it out of his way.
“What the hell kind of game is this,” he growled.
Chishiya shrugged. “Five of hearts. Low mortality, yet rather high emotional stakes. And strawberry flavored lube.”
He closed the bottle and returned it to the table in favor of inspecting the variously sized dildos and anal beads that were so neatly placed on the table.
“What the hell is the point, though,” Niragi was fuming. He’d started pacing back and forth along the length of the small room they were now locked in. “And why the hell did I have to come here with you!”
“The rules were rather vague,” Chishiya agreed, and glanced at the screen above the door. On it were displayed pictures of each of them as they’d entered the arena. Chishiya’s white hood obscured part of his face but it was undoubtedly a photo of him. The words beneath it read, “Let go of what you’ve been holding onto here.”
The photo of Niragi was frustratingly good. The surveillance footage had somehow managed to capture him with a jaunty smirk just as a breeze had ruffled his hair. Asshole. But his instructions were just as vague: “Embrace that which you have denied yourself.”
Above the pictures was a clock, counting down the remaining time to clear the game. It had started at two hours and was steadily ticking downwards.
“The question we start with is: what have you been denying yourself?”
Niragi ground his teeth and glared at Chishiya. He wasn’t so tough without his gun, which he'd been forced to leave in the game lobby.
He stalked over to the supply table and picked up a delicate knife. “I’ve been denying myself the pleasure of killing you, is that what this game is about?”
Chishiya blinked slowly. He held up a set of nipple clamps in response.
“I doubt it.”
Niragi dropped the knife and stomped over to the small bed that was pushed against the wall. “I’m not a faggot,” he announced to the ceiling. “If this is a sex game then why the hell didn’t I get paired with a bitch I’d actually want to fuck?”
It was a fair question, Chishiya had to admit.
About twenty players had gathered for this arena. It was in an old hospital—not any of the ones Chishiya had ever worked in, though. He and Niragi were the only members of the Beach present but they’d entered separately and stood on opposite sides of the waiting room without acknowledging each other. At the start of the game, however, they’d been partnered up and locked in a treatment room. The screen had then displayed their goals, announced their time limit, and the game began.
“And what the hell do they know about me? Do they think I’m denying myself sex?” Niragi’s rage was bleeding into his tone, “I fuck so many women. They must not know how much I fuck and they certainly don’t seem to know that I don’t fuck faggots like you!”
Oh, so he was aware that Chishiya was still in the room. That made him laugh.
“What the fuck do you think is so funny?”
Niragi glared daggers at him from where he lay sprawled on the bed.
Chishiya shrugged.
“And what about you?” an accusatory finger was pointed his way. “What the fuck have you been holding on to? Do you even know what that means?”
Chishiya’s smile dropped.
“I have some idea,” he said. “But it’s not anything that can be accomplished here so we might as well focus on getting yours done.”
“What, are you some kind of exhibitionist?” Niragi looked him up and down. “You seem like the type to be into some freaky shit. Like nurse role play or something.”
“Not in the slightest,” Chishiya responded. He’d worked with too many nurses in the real world who spent their days covered in blood and various other bodily fluids to ever consider them in a sexual connotation. Not that he’d tell Niragi that, of course.
“I’m not a fag,” Niragi repeated again.
“You seem awfully keen to make that known.”
“You are not going to fuck my ass,” he said angrily. “Put that fucking dildo down, you perverted shithead.”
Chishiya put the dildo back. He hadn’t even realized he’d been stroking it.
“Then what are your fantasies, if not being penetrated in anal sex?” he asked Niragi.
“Why the fuck do you care? Why would you help me clear this game? I would have thought you’d be happy to see a laser blast through my brains.”
Another good question.
The rules had seemed to imply that one partner could clear the game if they’d achieved their personal directive even if their partner hadn’t, so why would Chishiya help Niragi to be the one to survive?
And it’s true, he considered Niragi to be a liability on the best of days and an imminent threat on the worst. But something about the quiver in his voice when the spat out the word faggot made Chishiya’s ears ring with familiarity. He knew that particular tone of hatred and the way it spiraled from the inside out.
And he suspected that the designer of this game recognized it, too.
“Do you really want an honest answer?” he asked.
Niragi was quiet for a moment. His face twisted with some uncomfortable thought before his bravado returned. “Whatever,” he sneered. “We’re gonna die if we don’t do what they want. Your opinion doesn’t mean anything.”
“And what do you think they want?”
“Sex, obviously.”
“And what do you want?”
Silence. Niragi huffed and rolled his eyes, refusing to look at Chishiya or respond to the question.
Chishiya strolled closer to the bed as casually as he could with his hands in his pockets and his shoulders slumped.
“Just out of curiosity, have you ever wanted to fuck a man, Niragi?”
He rolled over onto his stomach and buried his face in his elbow to avoid looking Chishiya in the eye. He was probably aiming for suave and unbothered but ended up looking like a petulant child.
“If you had two hours left to live,” Chishiya continued as he perched delicately on the edge of the bed, “and a man who was offering you the chance to fuck his ass, would you take it? Or would you rather die without knowing what it’s like?”
He watched Niragi’s back rise with a deep breath and fall alongside an audible exhale.
“Are you offering?” he asked. He did not address the other question.
“Sure,” Chishiya said easily. “I’ll also offer to suck your dick if you’d prefer that.”
Niragi rolled over and glared at him as if waiting for Chishiya to admit it was a trap and start mocking him.
But it wasn’t a trick. It was an honest proposal from a man hours from death himself. Chishiya sat back and waited for Niragi to make up his mind.
“What the fuck is in it for you?” he asked again.
“Have you considered that I just love sucking dick?” Chishiya grinned. And it was true, he loved the power he felt with another man’s most sensitive organ under his complete control. He loved the tension, the rush, the wild loss of control just before an orgasm. And he loved feeling it all happen under his tongue. “I’m also hoping that this is a journey of self-discovery for you. Maybe you’ll chill out and stop being such an asshole to everyone at the Beach if you let yourself go and embrace the wonders of gay sex.”
Niragi scowled but was already unbuckling his belt and working to free his dick from his pants.
Chishiya grinned and slid to his knees.
He positioned himself on the floor and motioned for Niragi to sit at the edge of the bed. And then there was that dick, already half-hard just inches from his face. He met Niragi’s eyes as he licked a drop of pre-cum off the head and watched as those angry eyes slid closed.
“I wondered if you’d be pierced here, too,” he said before swirling his tongue around the metal ball at the tip of Niragi’s dick. It must have been a particularly sensitive spot because Niragi’s hips bucked at the sensation.
“How much did you think about my dick?” Niragi asked.
Chishiya looked up and met his eyes as he flicked his tongue against the piercing again, then took as much of that rapidly hardening dick as he could handle into his mouth at once and hummed.
Niragi tossed his head back and groaned.
He quickened his pace, sucking and bobbing his head over Niragi’s dick and swallowing down his moans. Drool was sliding down the length of his cock and Chishiya brought a hand up to stroke the base of the shaft. At the top of each pull, he let his tongue explore the piercing and all the quiet gasps he could wring out of Niragi with the littlest flick of his tongue.
Niragi’s hands found their way into his hair and pulled at the strands harshly.
A wanton moan slipped out of Chishiya before he could even realize that he was the one making that noise.
“You’re such a slut,” Niragi breathed.
Chishiya knew what a sight he must be with his lips spread obscenely over a cock and his cheeks flushed with exertion. He met Niragi’s gaze with half-lidded eyes and blinked slowly in agreement.
Niragi scoffed and used his grip on Chishiya’s hair to force his head down further onto his cock. Chishiya gagged and spluttered as Niragi held him there, cock deep in his throat.
While Niragi had the tendency to exaggerate his sexual prowess—or at least the extent of his conquests at the Beach—he was certainly no virgin. He had experience in recognizing what turned his partner on and he knew in an instant how much Chishiya had enjoyed that move.
“Is this something for you?” he growled and loosened his grip so Chishiya could come back up for air. “Do you keep your hair long just so it can get pulled?”
When he didn’t get an answer, he reiterated his question with a sharp tug on Chishiya’s long hair and was rewarded with another moan.
Niragi groaned and his hips jerked as Chishiya swallowed him down again. He was getting close. “You’re a dirty slut who loves to be tossed around and put in your place. No wonder you were so eager to get on your knees for me.”
Chishiya hummed in agreement. If Niragi had been hoping to get off on humiliation, Chishiya was not the right partner for him. He was already settling into the familiar fugue that always came to him when he had a dick halfway down his throat. There was nothing for him to worry about but making his partner feel good. He was a slut and damn good at it.
And yet there was an awareness tugging at him, not quite a panic but certainly a worry. A ticking clock and an imminent death threat kept him from giving in entirely to his hormones. This was not a clandestine hookup after a long shift at the hospital. This was a five of hearts game and he had to clear it.
With that in mind, he bobbed his head faster and took Niragi’s dick as far into his throat as he could each time.
He gagged again, his throat fluttering desperately around the cock and that was all it took to push Niragi over the edge.
His hips thrust one final time into Chishiya’s mouth and he was spilling his cum into his throat. Chishiya swallowed roughly and coughed to clear his throat of the spit that had pooled there. He wiped his watery eyes with his hood.
Niragi had collapsed on his back on the bed and Chishiya pulled himself off the floor. The concrete had left his knees aching.
“I can’t believe you were actually good at that,” Niragi said. He was still catching his breath but seemed to be recovering quickly.
Chishiya scoffed. He wouldn’t deign to respond to that. Plus he didn’t trust his voice to be steady after the ordeal he’d just put his throat through.
Less than an hour remained on the clock.
Seconds ticked by. Minutes.
“So what’s it for you?” Niragi asked, breaking the silence that had fallen between them. “Your fantasies or whatever.”
Chishiya sighed. He looked at the clock.
“Trust,” he finally said.
“Huh? Like you only fuck your boyfriend or whatever? Have you been holding a flame for someone this whole time? Pining away for some guy back home?”
Chishiya shook his head. His gaze did not waver from the screen.
“No, not a boyfriend,” he said blithely. “It’s about control. What I’ve been holding on to.”
“That makes no fucking sense,” Niragi said.
“I wouldn’t expect you to understand.”
“Well we’ve got time,” Niragi said. He sounded annoyed. “I’m not a fucking idiot, you know.”
Chishiya sighed.
“I have to be in control of everything, all the time,” he said. “I always have to pay attention, to watch for any clue that will help me survive another day.”
When Niragi said nothing, he continued, “I have to protect myself and decide who to take as an ally and who to sacrifice to make the greater plan work. It’s exhausting.”
“And how does that relate to this freaky hospital sex game?”
Chishiya thought for a moment, trying to put it into words.
“The best thing that could happen to me right now would be to get fucked so hard I forget that every day could be my last.”
Niragi punched his arm. “Do you not think I’m capable of fucking you like that, pretty boy? I can make you forget your own damn name.”
Chishiya looked away from the clock to meet Niragi’s gaze. “I’m sure you could,” he agreed, “but I’d have to trust you not to stab me in the back.”
Niragi nodded slowly, “Too bad you can’t let your guard down. That’s some real tough luck for you.”
Then he stood and went to inspect the supply table. He picked up an unscented bottle of lube and tossed it to Chishiya, who caught it and raised an eyebrow.
Niragi licked his lips. “You still owe me a round in your ass, and if that offer is going to expire in an hour, I need you to stop wasting my time with your little therapy moment.”
“Can you even get hard again?” Chishiya asked.
“Not yet,” Niragi said as he returned the bed. “But isn’t there foreplay and stretching shit before anal? I bet I’ve got time to get it up.”
He leaned in close and boxed Chishiya in between his broad shoulders and strong arms. “Plus you’re being so generous in your faggot education tonight.” He grinned and licked the tip of Chishiya’s nose. His tongue piercing dragged roughly across the skin, making Chishiya’s nose wrinkle. “I bet you’d enjoy teaching me, and what better way to die than in the haze of a good orgasm?”
Niragi’s face was so close, it took almost no effort to lean forward and capture his lips in a kiss.
He had expected Niragi to flinch away or freeze at the contact. Instead he surged into it, pushing Chishiya back onto the bed and crowding even further into his space.
The kiss was violent and toothy. Niragi’s tongue piercing clicked against Chishiya’s teeth as he licked roughly into his mouth. His hands found their way into Chishiya’s long hair again and he used the leverage to yank his head back.
Chishiya groaned as Niragi bit down the column of his throat, sucking what were sure to become dark bruises if he lived long enough to see them develop.
“Get your damn clothes off,” Niragi growled before biting at the shell of Chishiya’s ear.
“It’s a little hard to do that with you on top of me,” Chishiya said.
Niragi pulled back and started to work on his own shirt buttons while still straddling Chishiya’s hips.
“Get off me already,” Chishiya complained. He wiggled his hips and bucked up at Niragi to emphasize his point.
“Alright, pretty boy,” Niragi scowled and swung his leg off him. He shucked his own pants off and threw them somewhere off the bed to join his shirt. Chishiya unzipped his white hoodie the rest of the way and carefully folded it before setting it to the side.
Niragi was on him in an instant, biting at his collar bone and running his hands along his ribs. Chishiya’s fingers fumbled with the button on his pants. Niragi’s hand brushed his aside and took over the work on the zipper. His pants joined the messy pile alongside Niragi’s clothes.
A low groan slipped out of him as Niragi palmed his neglected cock through his underwear where a large wet spot had already soaked through the material. Chishiya ground his hips down into Niragi’s hand to chase the feeling of relief.
“I’ve never seen you like this,” Niragi hissed in his ear. “You’re always so composed and shit, not showing your emotions or letting loose. Look at you now, so turned on you’re blushing all over.”
Then he pulled his hand away and Chishiya whined at the loss of pressure. Niragi popped open the bottle of lube and shoved it towards him.
“Get going or whatever.”
“Don’t pretend you’re not enjoying this, too,” Chishiya said as he accepted the bottle and shimmied his underwear down his thighs. His cock sprung up and Niragi made no effort to hide the way his eyes followed it.
“Shut up,” he growled. His threatening tone was somewhat undercut by the speed with which he wrapped a hand around Chishiya’s weeping cock and swiped his thumb through the drops of precum beaded at the slit.
Chishiya dribbled some lube onto his fingers and rubbed them together to warm it up.
Then he slipped his hand down past Niragi’s hand around his cock and rubbed gentle circles around the tight ring of muscles around his ass.
He started with just one finger, pushing it in to the second knuckle. It was deeper than he normally would go to start out, but he’d been turn on since he dropped to his knees for Niragi and didn’t want to waste any more time.
Niragi gave one more long stroke to his cock before sitting back on his haunches and watching Chishiya intently. He was so focused on the finger Chishiya was sliding in and out of his own ass that he rushed and added a second, gasping at the stretch. The sting of pain didn’t slow him down, however, he just scissored his fingers and tried to relax all of his muscles to achieve the stretch he knew he was capable of.
It was unnerving to know that Niragi was studying him while he did this. Chishiya tried to keep his facial expression to a neutral, blank disinterest but he knew his hormones were running too rampant for his usual control.
When he pulled his fingers out to apply more lube, Niragi suddenly bounded off the bed and once more approached the toy table.
“Am I not entertaining enough for you?” Chishiya asked. He was ready to put a third finger in but he didn’t want to do it without Niragi. He must have hit his head on the way in or something—what did he care about Niragi’s interest?
“Fuck off,” Niragi replied. “Or better yet, get back to finger fucking yourself, you’re gonna need to be ready soon.”
Well alright then. Chishiya stuck three of his freshly-lubed fingers into his ass and resumed the stretch job. It wasn’t going to take much longer for him to be ready for Niragi’s dick. He was already feeling pliant, and he didn’t mind if there was a little pain at the beginning so long as he didn’t bleed. He didn’t want to have to worry about anal infections in the borderlands.
“You didn’t look hard yet,” Chishiya goaded, “I don’t know what the rush is.”
Niragi returned to Chishiya’s line of sight, only half-hard but holding one of the dildos from the table. “I don’t need to be hard yet,” he grinned.
“Fuck,” Chishiya breathed. The dildo wasn’t huge by any means—it was probably about the size of Niragi’s cock—but it was large enough that the thought of Niragi fucking him with it made Chishiya’s dick twitch with obvious interest.
“I’m glad you’re excited,” Niragi purred as he crawled onto the bed.
He loomed over Chishiya and held the dildo up to his lips. Chishiya took the plastic head into his mouth and sucked on it, knowing his cheeks would hollow obscenely with the motion. Judging by the way Niragi’s nails dug into his hip, he had succeeded.
Chishiya slipped his fingers out of his ass and wiped them on the bed sheets. It was too much of a strain on his shoulder to keep stretching himself, especially in this position on his back with Niragi sitting between his legs. Besides, he was probably ready. Probably.
The dildo pulled out of his mouth with an audible pop.
“Put some lube on that and get it in me already.”
Niragi grinned and snatched up the bottle in an instant. He drizzled a fair amount over the plastic cock head and rubbed it down the shaft.
“So how similar is this to fucking a bitch?” He asked as he lined the dildo up with Chishiya’s ass.
“I couldn’t really—” Chishiya gasped as Niragi decided to take that moment to shove it into him as far as it would go.
The sensation was nothing short of delicious.
He breathed deeply and tried to adjust to the stretch but Niragi gave him no time to settle. The dildo was pulled out and pushed back in before he could even catch his breath.
It was a punishing pace—hard and fast and exactly as rough as Chishiya had hoped it would be.
What he hadn’t expected was for Niragi to play with a strategy. Chishiya would have expected him to fuck mindlessly and with the singular goal of reaching his own pleasure, but here he was fucking Chishiya with a dildo and experimenting with all the angles he could think of.
When he landed on a stroke that had Chishiya moaning and bucking his hips, Niragi grinned.
“That’s a sound I’d like to hear more of, pretty boy,” he said and repeated the motion. He fucked the dildo in and out of Chishiya, pounding his prostate over and over with deadly precision.
Chishiya didn’t even realize he was reaching for his dick until Niragi batted his hand away.
“Please,” he complained.
“What are you begging for?”
Chishiya just moaned again and reached for his aching cock again. He managed to stroke himself twice before Niragi grabbed his hand and held it down against the bed.
“Please,” Chishiya tried again, “touch my fucking dick.”
“Well, pretty boy, since you’ve asked so nicely,” Niragi grinned and released his hold on Chishiya’s hand to grip his dick.
Instead of jerking him off, however, Niragi gripped the base of his dick tightly and pulled the dildo out of his ass entirely.
Chishiya whined at the loss. He was suddenly so empty and the orgasm that had been building was cut off by Niragi’s cruel hand.
“You’re gonna come on my dick or not at all,” Niragi hissed into Chishiya’s ear before he licked the broad side of his tongue across his ear and nipped at the lobe.
“Then get your goddamn dick lubed up and inside me,” Chishiya said through gritted teeth. He threaded one hand through Niragi’s surprisingly soft hair and tugged on it to urge him on.
Niragi hissed and pushed his hand away. Rather than reaching for the lube, he grabbed Chishiya at the shoulder and hip and rolled him over. With his face in the mattress and his ass in the air, Chishiya wiggled his hips suggestively.
“Hurry up,” he groaned.
Niragi wasted no time in slicking himself and lining his cock up with Chishiya’s hole.
“This is so much better than looking at your smug little face,” he muttered as he pushed himself in. He pulled Chishiya back by the hips until he was deep in Chishiya’s ass.
“Shit,” Niragi groaned, “how are you still so tight after all that?”
Chishiya smirked into the pillow. “Am I as good as all the bitches you’re so proud of?”
Niragi pumped his hips through a few experimental thrusts, then grunted noncommittally.
He rolled his hips downward, searching for Chishiya’s prostate like he had with the dildo.
“I’m gonna make you cry on my dick,” he grunted and tightened his grip on Chishiya’s hips. He kept thrusting until he found the spot that made Chishiya tighten around him and buck his hips wildly.
“Just like that, huh?”
Niragi possessed amazing stamina, Chishiya had to admit. His thrusts were deep and precise and powerful enough to make Chishiya’s eyes roll back. He heard himself gasping embarrassingly each time the metal ball at the tip of Niragi’s dick brushed against his prostate but he didn’t care enough to hold the noises in.
It was all so disgustingly attractive—the roughness, the soreness, the dirtiness. Niragi was whispering the filthiest things into his ear and Chishiya was moaning through all of it.
“Who would have guessed you’d be such a slut, huh?”
When Chishiya reached for his dick this time, Niragi let him.
“Go ahead, finish yourself off,” he panted. “I want to see you come on my cock.”
Chishiya matched the rhythm of his strokes to Niragi’s thrusts and before he knew it he was coming hard over his hand and the sheets beneath him.
All the energy had been fucked out of him. He would have slumped down into the puddle of his come if Niragi weren’t holding him up.
“I’m not done yet, pretty boy,” Niragi grunted. His fingertips were digging into his hips so tightly they were sure to leave fingerprint-shaped bruises. He was getting close. Chishiya’s orgasm had pulled him so close to an orgasm and his thrusts were becoming more erratic.
Niragi leaned forward and bit at the junction of Chishiya’s neck and shoulder. He moaned loudly and that was all it took to send Niragi over the edge. He buried himself into Chishiya and spurted hot cum into his ass.
When the last waves of pleasure abated, he slid out and collapsed to the side of the bed, pulling Chishiya with him so he wouldn’t collapse into the puddle of cooling cum.
“How thoughtful,” Chishiya hummed, “but there’s still some dripping out of my ass, so I’m not sure what all you accomplished there.”
“Shut up and be grateful,” Niragi said as he pinched Chishiya’s thigh sharply.
“Ow,” he enunciated without much emotion.
They lay there for a few minutes, catching their breath.
Chishiya let his eyes slip closed. It had been a while since he’d gotten a good night’s sleep. Maybe he could take a nap here in the blissful haze of good sex. If he was really lucky, he’d miss the blast of the laser and die in his sleep.
“Chishiya?” Niragi asked
“Hmm?”
Niragi grunted with dissatisfaction and rolled directly over Chishiya’s body and hopped off of the bed.
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“You still remember your name, pretty boy,” Niragi said as he climbed back into the bed. “I promised you I’d make you forget it.”
Chishiya groaned. “The game’s going to be over soon enough, why don’t you just take a nap or something for the last thirty minutes?”
“Because I think you’ve been holding in some pretty noises and I want to hear them all before we get our brains blown out,” Niragi grinned.
His excitement was so evident in his voice that Chishiya rolled over to see what he had grabbed from the toy table. Then his mouth went dry.
Sitting proudly in Niragi’s hands was the largest dildo in the collection. It was monstrous really—longer than necessary and so thick that even Niragi struggled to wrap his fingers around it.
“I think you’re going to look so pretty around this, all stretched out and shit.”
“What is it with you and dildos?” Chishiya had to ask. He couldn’t take his eyes off the toy and the way Niragi’s fingers curved around its length. It was a very confusing sight. Hot. But confusing. “I thought you’d be one of those guys who’s so obsessed with his own dick that any kind of sex toy would threaten your ego.”
Niragi tilted his head and pretended to think about it. He licked his lips and shrugged. “Nah, I’m good. I already got my dick wet twice tonight. This is just added fun.”
“So why not use a reasonably sized one?”
Niragi grinned and crawled on top of Chishiya, running the tip of the dildo up his torso as he did. He brought it all the way up to Chishiya’s lips and held it there, letting him get a sense of just how big it really was.
“Because when this game started and you were looking at all the shit on the table, this was the one you couldn’t take your eyes off of.”
Fuck. Chishiya swallowed heavily.
It was so easy to forget that behind all the shooting, shouting, and punching, Niragi was a deeply intelligent man. He won diamond games for a reason, and Chishiya had been wrong to underestimate his observational skills.
“Tell me I’m wrong and I’ll leave you to your nap,” Niragi said.
Chishiya jutted his chin out defiantly. He wouldn’t beg for it, but he certainly wasn’t going to reject it, either.
Niragi smirked. “Alright then, pretty boy. Let’s see what you can do.”