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For all his meddling with reality and trying to make people’s wishes come true, nothing Maruki might try to conjure up for Ren could have been anywhere near as great as this. Goro Akechi, alive and well and more true to himself than he’d ever been, kneeling on Ren’s bedroom floor and glaring up at him with a piercing stare that silently commanded him to get on with it already.
He felt like the luckiest man alive.
But there was no time to bask in the feeling, not with Akechi looking at him like that, not with how close he was to getting something he’d wanted for so long now. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled himself out at record speed, giving his half-hard cock a few tugs to work himself up to a full erection. He didn’t miss the way Akechi’s eyes widened as he filled out in his hand.
“Impressed?” he couldn’t help but tease.
“Hmph,” Akechi responded, trying to appear nonchalant, but that look in his eyes gave him away. “I suppose now I understand where your horrendously over-inflated ego comes from.”
“You love it.”
Akechi rolled his eyes, but he didn’t deny it. Ren would have loved to keep teasing him some more, but Akechi caught him off guard by leaning forward, hands braced against Ren’s thighs as he slid his tongue across the head of his cock, licking the tiny bead of precum forming at the slit in a way that looked so effortlessly casual for the immediate effect it had on Ren. Akechi glanced up towards him again, and those fiery eyes gave off such a different impression now.
Fuck. Ren wasn’t going to last long at all at this rate. Akechi clearly knew what he was doing, knew exactly how to drive Ren crazy without even doing much at all.
“Have you- done this before?” he choked out, as Akechi wrapped a hand around the base of his erection, swirling his tongue around the tip with firm pressure that felt unbelievably good. He regretted asking when it meant Akechi had to pull his mouth off him to respond.
“I don’t see how that’s any of your business.” He squeezed Ren’s cock ruthlessly hard in his mouth’s absence, pumping it with an iron tight grip and fuck, it was right on the edge of being too much but it was so good. “Why do you ask? Having a hard time keeping it together?” His voice took on that sweet, lilting tone that Ren was all too familiar with - wholly deliberate faux innocence, but instead of a dead-eyed smile it was accompanied by a knowing smirk that drove Ren crazy. God, he loved this version of Akechi, authentic and unrestrained and unapologetically him.
Ren was going to lose his mind if he didn’t get Akechi’s mouth back on him right now. Thankfully, he had a pretty good idea of what Akechi wanted to hear right now.
“Yeah,” he breathed out on an exaggerated sigh, letting his voice drop low, because two could play this game. “You’re so good at this Goro, your mouth feels amazing, please don’t stop.”
“I- I don’t recall giving you permission to call me that.” He was trying to maintain his composure, but Ren’s words had clearly affected him, judging from the way he glanced away, a light blush across his cheeks.
“I think having my dick in your mouth is enough for us to be on a first name basis.”
“Fine.” Akechi snapped, that gorgeous fire in his eyes back at full force as he hovered over the tip of Ren’s cock, so close he could feel warm breath against his sensitive nerves. “How about you shut up and let me get on with it then, Ren.”
He didn’t even have time to process what was happening before Akechi was swallowing his cock down, stuffing his mouth full with it, so deep that Ren was nudging at the back of his throat and fuck, he’d never felt anything like it before. It was so warm, so wet, so perfect in every single way, Akechi was just as ridiculously talented at this as he was at everything else he did - and he clearly knew it too, was clearly determined to prove it to Ren as he sucked hard at the cock in his mouth, hollowing his cheeks and creating wonderfully tight pressure that had Ren moaning out loud, instinctively grasping at Akechi’s shoulders, the back of his head, needing to hold on to something to ground himself.
Senses overloaded with pleasure, he didn’t realise that grabbing the back of Akechi’s head without permission was probably not the best thing to do until he pulled back off Ren’s cock with a wet pop, breathing heavily, and Ren was about to apologise, letting go - but Akechi wouldn’t let him, grabbing hold of Ren’s hand and forcing it back into his hair, closing Ren’s fist around it.
“It’s fine,” he gasped out breathlessly. “I can take it, just needed a second, I’m fine, just- hold me down and fuck my mouth already.”
How could he ever refuse an offer like that?
Ren was hesitant at first when he pulled Akechi back in, keeping the grip on his hair firm but not too tight as he took Ren’s cock back into his mouth, sinking deeper and deeper until he was almost all the way in, Akechi taking him into his throat like it was nothing, watching Ren’s face intently like he was cataloguing all his reactions. And Ren was sure he must have looked a sight, gasping open-mouthed, his face flushed as he struggled to keep his eyes from fluttering shut, because he didn’t want to look away from this even for one second.
He gave a careful thrust forward, pulling back and sinking back into the delicious soft heat of Akechi’s mouth until he was fully sheathed inside, and Akechi swallowed around him, closing his eyes and moving in a little closer from where he was kneeled on the floor, but he didn’t seem to be in any sort of discomfort, just taking it like it was what he was made to do. That thought had Ren growing a little bolder, pulling Akechi’s head back by his hair and fucking deep into his throat again, rougher this time, and he felt more than heard Akechi actually moan around him in response.
Fuck. He was so into this, Ren realised. Akechi was amazing with his mouth and he knew it, loved using it, loved being used by Ren, and it was the greatest discovery he’d ever made.
Once it became clear that Ren wasn’t going to break Akechi by getting a little rougher with him, he couldn’t hold back any longer. It felt far too good, so much better than anything he’d ever felt before, the tight constrictive warmth of Akechi’s throat a million times better than his own hand, especially with the way he alternated between sucking Ren’s cock and working his tongue over the shaft in pointed firm strokes. And that was without even mentioning the sights and sounds flooding all his senses - Akechi’s face flushed red, his eyes a little glassy and watery but still dark with arousal, eyelashes fluttering so beautifully when Ren thrust a little harder against his mouth. The wet sound of his cock sliding against the inside of Akechi’s mouth was already obscene enough even without Akechi moaning every time Ren forced himself all the way in, taking in sharp little breaths when Ren slowed down to give him a break, groaning deep and guttural when Ren tugged at his hair. The way he reacted was beyond even the filthiest and most depraved of Ren’s wet dreams, it was perfect, he was perfect.
“Fuck, Goro.” Ren couldn’t help the sounds spilling from his own mouth as he got closer and closer to climax, the tight pressure around his cock making it impossible to hold back even if he’d wanted to. “You feel so good, so amazing, so perfect, fuck, you’re perfect.”
The praise only seemed to make him more determined, taking back control from Ren even with the way he was fucking down Akechi’s throat frantically, gripping the base of his cock and using his mouth and tongue to suck Ren off so hard he thought he might pass out from the intensity of it. It was almost too much, but with how worked up he was already, it was just on the right side of overwhelming and when Akechi swirled his tongue around his cock, teeth gently scraping against the underside in a way that was definitely intentional but fuck, Ren was so into it, his orgasm came rushing up on him so fast that he barely had time to warn Akechi with a frantic series of taps to the back of his head.
Akechi pulled back and Ren might have been disappointed if he’d had the mental capacity for it, but then he realised he wasn’t actually making sure Ren didn’t come in his mouth, he was keeping the tip of Ren’s cock against his tongue instead of at the back of his throat so that he could taste it, and it was that thought that pushed him over the edge, coming in Akechi’s mouth as he sucked at the pulsing head, tightly gripping the shaft and staring up at Ren with that mischievous glint in his eyes the whole time. Akechi hummed around him, making soft little moaning sounds as if he was the one coming, sucking Ren harder with every pulse of cum pumped into his mouth as if he was trying to get more of it, trying to force out as much as he could, and it was so unbelievably filthy. Ren couldn’t quite comprehend that the innocent, wide-eyed Detective Prince was the same person as this insatiable sex demon.
It was only when the last pulses of his orgasm were draining out of him and the pleasure of release was beginning to grow painful that Akechi finally stopped, pulling back and letting his tongue loll out of his mouth, still covered in white streaks, maintaining eye contact with Ren the whole time as he dragged a finger through the mess there, playing with it before sucking it clean and swallowing down everything Ren had given him. He’d never seen anything more erotic in his life, could never have even imagined something like this. Akechi was going to destroy him. His cock was limp and spent but god, he wished more than anything that he could get it back up right now, keep fucking that pretty mouth forever.
He shouldn’t be thinking so selfishly though. Akechi deserved a very generous reward for giving Ren the best orgasm of his life, and though he wasn’t sure he could compete with that, his competitive streak flared to life in his chest at the thought. He was determined to make Akechi feel amazing. He snuck a glance down to where Akechi still kneeled on the floor, to where he was sure he’d see the prominent outline of an erection straining at his slacks, and-
Oh.
“What is it?” Akechi asked. Ren clearly hadn’t been able to keep the disappointment off his face. Had he really had this wrong the whole time? Had Akechi not enjoyed it as much as Ren thought he had? His enthusiasm, the way he moaned around him, eagerly sucked him off as if Ren’s cock was his favourite thing in the world, had that all been an act?
“I- uh, nothing, sorry.” Ren glanced back down again, in case he’d just missed it somehow, a trick of the light maybe, but nope, Akechi definitely wasn’t hard at all. The euphoria he’d felt just a moment ago was being replaced by awkward confusion, and his mind was so muddled that he couldn’t help but blurt out, “I just... kinda thought you were enjoying that more than you were, I guess.”
Akechi stared blankly at him for a moment like he didn’t understand what Ren was getting at, before his face twisted into a bizarre sneer that Ren was thrown completely off-balance by for a moment before he realised Akechi was laughing, a low chuckle that was more breath than anything else.
“You’re so fucking oblivious,” he said, shaking his head as he pushed himself to his feet, holding onto Ren’s knees. “An absolute idiot.” Akechi pushed Ren flat against the bed before climbing on top of him, straddling his hips, and all he could do was go with it, beyond confused at this point, because it didn’t seem like Akechi was faking whatever this was, didn’t seem like he was making fun of Ren for falling for his act despite the harsh words.
Then Akechi was unbuttoning his pants, pushing them down past his hips along with his underwear, and oh. Oh. That… made a lot of sense.
Ren’s first thought was okay, so he doesn’t have a dick. Then he realised a second later that actually, he did, a small one, but it definitely still looked like a dick, poking out prominently from beneath the finely trimmed trail of pubic hair, and with that realisation came the most thrilling one, the one that set all Ren’s worries at ease instantly. Because Akechi was hard, very obviously so, the little head of his cock swollen and dark, foreskin only half covering it, and it was wet too, so wet, coated in slick fluid and when Ren looked a little further down, he could see it glistening against the inside of Akechi’s thighs too, all over him, there was that much of it.
“Fuck,” was all he could force out, his mind too scrambled to form any coherent thoughts for a completely different reason now. The only solid thought in his head was god, I want that in my mouth right now.
“Is it... are you still okay with this?” Despite the aura of calm confidence Akechi had been projecting this whole time, Ren couldn’t help but hear the little waver in his voice, that nervous doubt that he rushed to immediately stamp out.
“Yeah. God yeah, yeah I’m- I’m so okay with this.” He could practically feel Akechi relax where his thighs were clenched around Ren’s waist, the tension draining out of his body. “Just wasn’t what I was expecting.”
Akechi snorted at that, real laughter this time, trying and failing to muffle it with a hand over his mouth. Ren wished he wouldn’t. It was adorable, even when it was at his expense.
“You’re such an idiot. We went to the bathhouse together. I thought you knew already.”
“It felt rude to look. I’m a gentleman thief, remember?”
“You’re so hopeless.” Despite his words, he looked at Ren with a sly smile, a mirthful glint in his eyes as he shook his head. “Some of the shit you say.”
“Maybe you should shut me up then,” Ren teased back, trying to make it sound suave and seductive, but it came out more desperate than anything else, because he was rapidly losing his patience, having Akechi on top of him like this, being so close to what he wanted. Akechi clearly knew it too, running his hand down his own chest and slowly popping open the buttons, getting up on his knees to slide his pants off fully like he was trying to make a show out of it. He settled back down on top of Ren’s thighs, moving his hand to his hard cock, giving it a few short strokes, slicking his fingers with the wetness a little further down and spreading it over the tip, coating himself in his own fluids.
“Please,” Ren begged, a pathetic whimper that was only a little bit exaggerated.
“You want to suck me off that badly?” Akechi teased in a low, sultry tone, hips jerking forward as he continued stroking himself off, foreskin sliding back and forth over the perfect little pink head.
“I do, I really do Goro, your dick is perfect, I want it in my mouth so bad, please-”
“Fuck,” Ren practically saw the shudder that ran through Akechi’s body, as he gave his dick one last squeeze between his fingertips, before crawling further up the bed until he was straddling the top of Ren’s chest, inches away from his face, and Ren closed that gap between them immediately, leaning in to lick across the tip of his cock and listening to Akechi’s responding sharp gasp.
It wasn’t the most comfortable thing laying like this, having to crane his neck forward to get Akechi’s cock in his mouth, but god was the pain he’d be in later so worth it. He was too far gone, too desperate for this to even consider moving into a more comfortable position, he wanted Akechi sat on his face and fucking his mouth right now. Ren grabbed hold of his ass to pull him forward a little more, probably a little too aggressively, but Akechi didn’t complain, in fact he moaned beautifully loud and desperate when Ren took him into his mouth completely, feeling the plush softness in his hands, spreading his cheeks apart just a little. He’d love to get a chance to explore that wonderful ass sometime, but that would have to wait, he wasn’t about to push his luck right now.
Ren focused his attention on Akechi’s cock instead, swirling his tongue around it, tasting him, feeling its firm length and swollen head sitting inside his mouth. The size made it so much easier to play with, experimenting, sucking at it firmly before licking all around until he found the spots that made Akechi gasp above him, hips bucking forward against his face. He varied the pressure, using his tongue to roll it around inside his mouth, sucking and bobbing his head just enough to let it slip between his lips. Akechi’s reactions were incredible, groaning and gasping above him, trying to fuck deeper into Ren’s mouth in sharp little thrusts like he couldn’t even help the way his hips moved to seek more pleasure, body reacting on its own.
“Fuck, yeah, suck it, fucking- take it,” Akechi gasped out above him, voice strained with arousal, the filth coming from his mouth sending an electric tingle down Ren’s spine, making his spent cock twitch with renewed desire. He’d thought just a moment ago that nothing could be hotter than the sight of Akechi on his knees with Ren’s cock in his mouth, but Ren realised now that he’d been completely wrong. This was, without a doubt, the hottest thing he’d ever witnessed. Akechi was bracing himself with his hands against the wall, eyes shut and lips parted in an expression of absolute bliss as he took his pleasure from Ren, and Ren was all too happy to let him.
He wanted to make Akechi come more than anything, wanted to know what it would feel like - but at the same time, he wanted to draw this out as long as possible, keep him on the edge, let him enjoy it, keep him in this state until he couldn’t take it any longer, until his pride and composure shattered completely and he was pleading with Ren to let him come. Ren pulled back just for a moment, just to admire the way Akechi’s cock stood erect in front of him, harder than before and flushed a deep red. He let his breath ghost over it, staring up at Akechi’s face and watching him shiver, hand propping him up against the wall trying to clench into a fist. Ren flicked his tongue out, sliding it over the sensitive head softly, gently, letting himself drool all over it, making everything wetter and messier than it already was.
“Ren,” Akechi practically growled, low and threatening, and god, Ren loved this side of him more than he could put into words, loved it all, loved him. Loved him for all his flaws and bad decisions and sharp edges that threatened to cut him if he got too close, because Ren had never been afraid of danger, was willing to take the risk if it meant the reward could be this sweet.
“What?” He put on a fake-innocent voice to rival Akechi's own as he trailed the tip of his tongue along the underside of Akechi’s cock, brushing his lips lightly against the head, watching the growing frustration on his face the whole time. “I’m just taking the time to enjoy this, what’s wrong with that?”
“What’s wrong is that I don’t recall giving you permission to stop.”
Before Ren had time to react, Akechi’s fingers were buried in his hair, tugging hard as he pushed his hips forwards, rubbing his cock against Ren’s face before forcing it back into his mouth when he parted his lips. And fuck, that was so hot, he loved it when Akechi got bossy and mean, loved it when he took control, loved the duality - the bratty submissive side, smirking up at Ren as he played with the cum in his mouth, putting on a show for him because he knew exactly how hot he was - and the ruthless, dominant side, taking what he wanted from Ren, getting rough with him, just using him for his own pleasure like he was now, grinding his hips so hard against Ren’s face that his nose was buried in his pubic hair, scratchy and a little uncomfortable but he leaned into it all the same.
Akechi thrust against his face a few times before relaxing his grip, sitting back to look down at Ren as if unsure whether he’d gone too far, so Ren immediately reassured him with a low moan around the cock in his mouth, sucking at it and grasping hold of Akechi’s ass again to rock his hips in short strokes, letting his cock slide in and out of Ren’s mouth, seeing the way his eyelids fluttered, feeling his fingers tighten in Ren's hair as he lost himself to the pleasure.
“You love this, don’t you?” Akechi gasped breathlessly. “You love taking my cock, love- fuck- just fucking laying there and letting me use you, you love it when I- when I tell you what to do.”
Ren hummed in assent, working Akechi’s cock over with his tongue as best he could to try and prove the point because god, yeah, he loved it so much. He loved everything Akechi did, loved every dirty word and low moan spilling from his mouth. Akechi was clearly getting close, losing his composure as he kept fucking Ren’s face at a frantic pace, and Ren wanted nothing more than to see him fall apart. His own cock throbbed at the thought of it, just imagining what Akechi would look like, what he’d sound like in the throes of orgasm had Ren half hard again already, but he didn't care in the slightest about his own dick right now, he couldn't, not when Akechi’s was so warm and full in his mouth, twitching when he sucked harder, swelling and pulsing as he used his tongue to put pressure on the underside.
“Ah, Ren, gonna- fuck- gonna come in your mouth, gonna- hah- make you take it all, fuck!” Akechi grew less and less coherent, trailing off into a series of deep moans between heavy breaths as his cock twitched in Ren’s mouth, fucking into it in erratic, irregular thrusts, before pushing in as deep as he could get, voice cracking on a desperate cry as he came in Ren’s mouth. Ren barely had time to feel disappointed that he wouldn’t actually get to taste it, to have Akechi fill his mouth with cum and swallow it all, because he realised that he could actually feel every rapid pulse of Akechi’s cock against his tongue as he came, and that was incredible all on its own. He could feel every wave of his orgasm in real time as Ren worked him through it, holding Akechi’s twitching hips still as his thighs trembled at either side of Ren’s head. Could feel the firm head straining and throbbing as he sucked at it, and he could just imagine it pumping a thick load of cum into his mouth, moaning around the cock in his mouth at the thought and feeling Akechi shudder in tandem as Ren worked him through the last waves of his orgasm.
Ren mourned the loss when Akechi finally pulled back. Honestly, he would have been quite content to keep Akechi’s cock in his mouth forever, work it back up to full hardness, make him come over and over, just feel its solid warmth against his tongue for the rest of his life, but he reluctantly conceded because Akechi looked wrecked, panting breathlessly, hair sticking to his face with sweat. He’d never looked so beautiful. Ren was lost for words at the sight.
“Fuck,” was all he managed to get out, feeling Akechi’s weight on top of him as he slumped against Ren, trying and failing to keep himself sitting upright with shaking hands pushed against the wall. Ren reached out hesitantly to support him, wrapping his arms around Akechi’s waist in an offer he hoped wouldn’t be rejected.
“Fuck indeed,” Akechi choked out in response. There was a moment of still silence, and Ren thought for a second that that was the end of it, that the walls were going to come back up, all the vulnerability and openness locked away, and Akechi was going to declare that he had to leave right this moment for some reason or another. But Akechi managed to surprise him, nudging Ren to the side with his knee so he could lay down on the far too small bed beside him.
Maybe it was the incredible high he was still coming down from, or maybe it was just the sheer giddy excitement of having Akechi here beside him like this, but Ren found himself laughing at the odd thoughts popping into his head.
“What?” Akechi snapped, a little too breathless to truly be intimidating.
“I was just thinking, it’s funny how sweary you get during sex. I never would have guessed I’d see you talk like that before, back when you were acting all polite.”
“You think celebrity detectives can’t say fuck?” Akechi scoffed derisively, but he didn’t try to pull away when Ren wrapped an arm around his waist, resting his head against his shoulder. “What, would you have preferred it if I was still faking? If I’d laid back and asked you politely to please suck me off, Ren-sama? ”
The mental image was so absurd that Ren fell into another fit of laughter, burying his face in the softness of Akechi’s hair as he tried to stifle it.
“No. No, definitely not.” In a bold move that he knew might get him snapped at, he took Akechi’s hand in his own, bringing it up to his lips and placing a soft kiss against his knuckles. “I like you a lot better like this. I like you just the way you are. Everything about you.”
Akechi was silent for a moment, and when Ren turned his head just enough to get a look at his face, he was staring up at the ceiling vacantly, biting at his lip a little like he was lost in thought.
“...do you really mean that?” he asked after a long delay.
“Of course.” Ren propped himself up on one elbow, carefully placing a hand on Akechi’s cheek, eyes snapping to meet his as he leaned in, lips brushing together softly, hesitantly. He knew this wasn’t really his to take, not yet, knew he couldn’t expect too much, but Ren hoped. Hoped that Akechi would want to keep him in his life once this was all over, hoped that the delicate seedling of their fragile, budding relationship would one day blossom into something more. Hoped that one day, Akechi would be able to let him in, that he would be able to tell Akechi the true extent of his feelings and have them accepted in full.
“A gentleman thief may steal, but he never lies,” he breathed against Akechi’s soft lips.
And though he knew it was a dangerous thought, for a moment, Ren thought that if this was what a perfect reality could be like, he really might be tempted to sacrifice the entire world for it.