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Rimuru has been rotting in his apartment for days on end now.
Miserable, heartbroken and simply… sad. He couldn’t get himself together, and out of concern his older siblings told him to take a break from work. Working in such a pressuring environment wasn’t exactly ideal in his state after all.
“As the youngest you deserve the most breaks, Rimuru. This is a family business, me, Velgrynd and Veldora will handle everything. Young Milim too can help with the work, if that reckless girl isn’t busy spending older brother’s fortune.” His older sister, Velzard, had told him that when she had locked him inside her office and forced him to sit down and listen to her. To a point, she was right, drowning himself in work because of a pathetic break up wasn’t the play, not at all, if he makes a mistake he risks his position at the company, as well as the company as a whole.
The man sighed and rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling, eyes dry and burning, he couldn’t cry any longer, he was struggling to breathe.. “Curse you, Crimson…” Rimuru muttered, sitting up and looking around his trashed bedroom, he had made an effort to clean up some of it, but a lot was still lying around.
Life’s difficult sometimes.
Rimuru stumbled out of his bed and walked off to the bathroom, washing his face with cold water to wake himself up a bit before he glanced at himself in the mirror.
“What a mess you’ve become.. all because of some trashy dude..”
‘No, Guy wasn’t trashy.. just a pain in the ass.’
Guy Crimson is a slightly older man that Rimuru had met throughout his years of working at the company he and his siblings run. Even though Guy is part of a different company, the two met at a business meeting between theirs and three other businesses, both of them had left the meeting room to take a breather, Rimuru taking a short break to drink coffee while Guy was shamelessly smoking.
The sight had baffled and almost angered Rimuru at first, considering it was a no-smoking building, but the longer he looked at Guy the more he couldn’t take his eyes off that older man.
That gorgeous red hair of his looked wrong when tied up and neat, the cut looked like something meant to be free, and his features were quite handsome as well, a few decorative rings on his fingers and some visible tattoos peeking out from under his button up. Rimuru couldn’t get his eyes off the tattoo’s on the man’s face.. ‘how in the hell is this guy a CEO??? He looks like a v-kei star at best.’ Rimuru had thought at the time.
Despite the man’s unconventional but undeniably gorgeous appearance, eventually, one thing had led to another and the two got together after eyeing each other for a good few months, starting out as a somewhat ‘business partnership’ rather than an actual relationship, but all of that had changed when they slept together.
Rimuru was still a virgin at the time, holding onto his v-card for dear life until that fated night in his mid-twenties when the two men had a heated make out session in the hallway of Guy’s penthouse, which then led to Rimuru getting carried to the bedroom and being fucked raw for the first time ever, having moaned so loud that the next morning the staff working at the apartment complex gave him concerned looks as he was leaving the building, still a bit sore and looking rather ruffled up.
Remembering all of that made Rimuru sigh. He knew that the way their relationship blossomed was quite strange, and the way he became infatuated with Guy was undeniably cliche and almost funny. A classic ‘I fell for a punk dude’ type of tale, which Guy had actually laughed about when Rimuru told him this.
The way the two broke up was less funny, but neither of them had the time for each other due to their tight and busy schedules, even weekends were quite the pain to work with since Rimuru is a workaholic, and Guy always deals with his business partners and keeps peace between them all. Working with six other people was quite the pain it seems.
The break up was initiated over a call during a rainy evening, Rimuru crying as he explained that he feels like he doesn’t give enough in this relationship, the feelings were mutual, as Guy also felt like he himself hadn’t been putting in any effort in recent days.
The two haven’t exchanged a single text since that evening.
“I should take my mind off him for once… if I can work, surely I can land a one-night stand with some guy at the bar, it’d be good to drink, as well.” He muttered before undressing and stepping into the shower.
After that, time went by fast.
Rimuru showered, got dressed, did just a slight amount of makeup to cover his dark circles and applied some lip-gloss, and then was basically ready. The clothes he had on were a bit more revealing than his typical attire which prioritised comfort most of the time, the black, sheer tights matching nicely with his shorts that hugged the curve of his ass, making him look over-all more appealing. His shirt was on the looser side so the outfit was still quite comfortable, paired with slightly platformed boots to make him appear just a bit taller than he was.
He made a slight effort to clean up his bedroom just in case he did bring back a date, throwing any trash he saw into the bin and throwing the dishes into the dishwasher, sweeping the floor and making his bed a bit neater than it was earlier.
Overall, he thought he had done quite well.
Now, to finally go out.
‘Apartment? Locked. Ranga and Kumara? Fed and in their kennels. Phone, wallet and keys? In my waist bag.’ …
… “Alright, I have everything.. the club’s only a few minutes away, no use for the car..” Rimuru muttered as he left the apartment complex, walking off into the streets and heading for the club.
After standing in line for a bit, Rimuru showed his ID to the bouncer at the front and was let in, quickly settling at the bar as he wasn’t exactly fond of the dirty floor or the sweaty people on the dance floor, people dancing and cheering, throwing money at the female stripper on stage.. it simply wasn’t his thing.
Quickly enough, he was approached by the lady that ran the bar, green hair tied up into a high pony, wearing a casual crop top and low rise shorts. “Good evening, pretty boy, anything I can get for you?” She smiled, her tone quite friendly.
Rimuru hummed, nodding. “Could I get cognac? Make it fancy, I have money to spend..” He said, pulling out his card to start a tab at the bar. The bartender nodded, taking his card and then heading off to pour him his drink, quickly handing it to him. “What’s a guy with a black card doing at this club? Isn’t there a fancier one not too far from here?” The woman asked, sounding a bit curious, but Rimuru sighed when he heard her question. “That one’s further from my place, I didn’t want to drive, especially since I plan to drink.”
The explanation seemed like enough for the woman as she hummed and went off to serve another customer while Rimuru took small sips of his drink, eyeing some handsome men here and there but mostly keeping his eyes to himself.. until a taller gentleman approached him and sat down next to Rimuru.
“You look quite down, beautiful, want another drink?” The man asked with a smile, gently touching Rimuru’s hair and eyeing him like he was nothing but a piece of meat, the exact type of guy that he was looking for.
He batted his eyelashes, playing into the man’s hands without much resistance. “I’d love another drink from a handsome guy like you..”
Meanwhile, on the other side of the club sat a group of five in a private booth.
“Guy! You can’t just complain about your business the whole night! Have some fun, will you?” Ramiris complained, leaning back on the plush couch with a french martini in her hand, threatening to spill with every movement she made. Guy sighed and shook his head. “Quit complaining, Ramiris, you’re the only one who stays listening to my bullshi-”
While the two were bickering, a trio was sitting on the other couch, Luminous Valentine, and her two girlfriends, Hinata and Ultima. The women were having quite the time together, tuning out the two idiots that were bickering on the other side of the table and simply racking up the bill on Guy’s tab, as he said he’d pay for everyone. The five weren’t the only ones in the group, there were about four more, but all of them had scattered around the club, finding more fun in dancing or having a bit of fun in the dirty club bathrooms.
Ramiris let out an angry sigh, pouting as she argued with Guy. “All you talk about is your work and how Testa did this or Diablo did that, but when are you going to admit that the only reason you even dragged us here was to stalk your ex? Rimuru is sitting at that bar with a rando kissing his neck and you’re quite good at being nonchalant about it, you–” but before Ramiris could finish speaking Guy turned around, glancing at the bar with wide eyes. Rimuru? At a club? He hated clubs.
Something wasn’t right if Rimuru was at a club, he barely went to any, but there he was, flushed red cheeks and tipsily pulling a stranger into a messy kiss, alcohol spilling from their mouths and dribbling down their chins, onto their clothes.
The scene was filthy to say the least, and Guy didn’t like it one bit, but starting a fight in a public place would ruin both of their images and expose their past relationship.
He had to do this subtly.. but make Rimuru conscious of his presence.
“Yo, any drinks you guys want? I’m going to the bar.” Guy said, glancing at Ramiris, and then at Luminous, Hinata and Ultima.. and Carrera who had managed to find her way back to the booth. “Yeah! can you get us–”...
… in short, the women ordered a bunch of drinks.
Guy got up and went off to the bar, a few stools away from Rimuru and his partner for the night before he leaned onto the counter, getting the attention of the bartender who quickly got to making the drinks after he named off everything.
He could feel Rimuru’s gaze on him, but didn’t glance back, he couldn’t, at least not yet.
Soon enough the drinks were made, and as Guy picked them up he glanced back at the woman behind the counter. “Get that guy with the blue hair some water, he doesn’t handle alcohol well.”
The request made the bartender giggle, but after glancing at Rimuru she hummed and poured a glass of plain water, slipping it over to him. “This is from the gentleman with the red hair, he said you need it.” She smiled, Guy chuckled to himself as he watched from a small distance, loving the flustered expression on Rimuru’s face, but as soon as Rimuru looked around to find him, Guy went back to the booth to enjoy the rest of the evening.
“Gentleman with red hair? What a freak, can’t even see you already have a companion, pretty boy.” The man chuckled, glancing at the glass of water. Rimuru sighed, and picked up the water, shrugging. “A drink is a drink, is it not? Surely you can get me another sazerac while we’re still here, handsome~..” He smiled sweetly, having the man wrapped around his finger as he ordered another drink for Rimuru, despite Rimuru being much richer, he couldn’t help but find a bit of amusement in squeezing a random dude for all he had.
The evening turned into night and the club was about 4 hours from closing by now, people were still partying, but the bar was getting a bit crowded, and the bartenders had swapped shifts, a different woman serving them this time.
The man Rimuru was with was getting a bit unbearable, but his goal was getting laid and forgetting about Guy, not finding a new boyfriend, and the plan leading up to that goal was going rather smoothly.
“How about we go to my place? I have a nice apartment we can go to and have some fun at~” Rimuru smiled, tracing the man’s jawline gently and pulling him into a kiss. This guy is so simple, so pliable, this is too easy.
Captivated by Rimuru, he nodded and pulled away, paying the tab. Rimuru paid his own tab and quickly put his card into his bag before getting up and walking off with the man, clinging onto his arm. He couldn’t deny the fact he was a bit drunk at the moment, but he was doing well enough to try and direct this man in the direction of his apartment, yet, before something like that could happen, Rimuru was dragged off into an alley right next to the club and pushed against a wall.
The man sighed, gazing down at Rimuru. “Fuck, you’re beautiful, I can’t believe you even spoke with a guy like me.. I suppose they were right, I am good at my job..”
…. “Job? Excuse me..?”
Those yellow eyes widened slightly as he processed what he was just told. This isn’t a one-night stand, this is someone hired to find Rimuru and deceive him.
“Let me go, piece of shit.” Rimuru quickly spat, but considering how drunk he was, he couldn’t struggle a whole lot against a man taller and more built than him. “Oh, no, I can’t do tha–”
“He said let go, dickhead.”
The man was knocked out cold on the ground, his head bruised and bleeding.
“... That was overkill.” Rimuru muttered, glancing up at Guy whose fist was now covered in a bit of blood. “Overkill? He wanted to kill you, sweetheart.” He sighed, wiping the blood off his fist and approaching Rimuru, cupping his cheek softly. “How about you take me to your place instead, beautiful?”
He sighed as he felt Guy’s hand on his face, he was drunk, he knew he shouldn’t just let Guy back into his life, but.. he’s right there… so close to him…
Rimuru gave Guy a slight nod. “... I suppose–”
“You suppose?” The redhead laughed. “Admit it, you want me. You need me right now, Rimuru.” Guy said with a smug expression, pulling the smaller up into his arms and pressing him against the wall. “I’ll take care of you, just for tonight, forget what we went through, quit being so sad, you don’t look good with eyebags.” He muttered, using his thumb to smear the concealer covering Rimuru’s under eyes.
He let out a slight yelp when picked up, looking down at the ground as he avoided eye contact. “You may be right about.. that..” Rimuru let out a stifled giggle, finally looking up at Guy and hesitantly putting his arms around the taller man’s neck. “I don’t think I can forget, but I believe you should take care of me.. just for tonight.”
“That’s the right attitude, I’ll take you to your place, darling.”
-
The night felt like a fever dream, as soon as Guy had fished out Rimuru’s keys and unlocked the apartment, Rimuru only remembers making out with the man.
Against the hallway wall, various doors, kitchen counter, bedroom wall, and finally, the bed. Both men were out of breath by the time Guy found himself pinning Rimuru against those soft, plush bed sheets and looking down at him with longing, yearning, love, and oh so much lust. Rimuru felt dizzy already, the alcohol taking its toll on him as he gazed up at his ex boyfriend for a bit before reaching up and pulling him back into another, sloppy kiss.
Rimuru wrapped his legs around Guy’s waist, breathing heavily after their kiss ended. “What happened to taking care of me?” The shorter man muttered, obviously teasing and trying to rile up Guy a bit, it wouldn’t hurt to do so, after all.
“Oh, you think this isn’t taking care of you, sweetheart? I’m sure that guy back at the bar took great care of you.” Guy chuckled, pulling off Rimuru’s shirt and waist bag, tossing them onto the floor. “Like anyone can compete with me, how’s that seven-inch dildo treating you, hm?” He asked, giving Rimuru’s hip a slight squeeze before he got to unbuttoning his shorts.
Rimuru’s face reddened slightly at the unnecessary comment, looking away. “It’s subpar, I prefer the real thing.”
After hearing what Rimuru said, Guy felt something gently caress the bulge in his pants, it was Rimuru’s foot, teasing Guy shamelessly.
“The real thing, huh? You’re funny, what happened to wanting to get laid no matter who it was as long as it’s not me?” The redhead laughed, pulling Rimuru’s tights off alongside his shorts. “I suppose my plans changed when you knocked that dude out for me..” Rimuru muttered, pulling himself off and glancing up at Guy, who unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the various tattoos on his arms and chest. Rimuru loved those tattoos.
“You may want to know that.. you’re staring.” Guy murmured, an amused expression on his face which made Rimuru look away, though his gaze held barely any shame in it, he knew what he liked after all, and at the moment, what he liked was Guy and his gorgeous body. Those muscles made him drool and he could stare at the man’s tattoos for DAYS. Everything about Guy was incredibly appealing, and his demeanour when handling Rimuru, the hand placements, the movements, everything.. so, so good.
As soon as Guy finished undressing, leaving only his boxer briefs on for now as he got back into the bed and quickly cornered Rimuru, two fingers teasing the waistband of the other’s underwear. “Can you use that pretty mouth of yours to tell me why you thought going out to get laid was a good idea? You haven’t fucked anyone but me, Rimuru, did you really think someone could compete with me?”
Rimuru stayed silent.
“... I gave you a taste of heaven, you’ll be disappointed when you have sex with some rando you met in a bar. Was he even a good kisser? Did he know that you like a hand on your waist for balance? How about the fact you hate having your hair touched? Hm, sweetheart? Tell me everything.” Guy said with a smile, leaning close enough that they could taste each other’s breaths, lips so close but so far from kissing…
Rimuru looked almost.. ‘annoyed’.. “One hell of a jealous bastard, aren’t you?” He muttered, but didn’t pull away, if anything they got impossibly closer. “I love this about you, you should know that by now. You’re so proud of how much you know about me.. nobody else knows any of that, and.. no, he wasn’t that good, I was just desperate.” Rimuru said, moving slightly to feel his erection rub against the material of his underwear, letting out a not-so-subtle moan.
“What an eager little thing you are..” Guy sighed, pulling off the other man’s underwear and giving his half erect cock a few strokes, collecting some precum onto his palm before he pulled the hand away, spitting onto it and mixing the two substances between his fingers. “I can’t keep you waiting then, can I.. you’re so spoiled.” He muttered, massaging Rimuru’s tight entrance with the two lubed up fingers, gently inserting one finger for now.
Rimuru moaned loudly, twitching and tensing up as he felt the finger inside him, thrusting in and out of his hole that swallowed the digit hungrily. His toes curled as he felt a second one getting added soon after the first one, stretching him nice and slow but so well…
The redhead stifled a chuckle as he watched the ring of muscle tighten around his fingers, giving Rimuru’s waist a slight squeeze before adding in a third finger, stretching him even more.
After a few more thrusts with his fingers, they were all pulled out at once, Rimuru’s hole oozing with the mixture of his precum and Guy’s spit. Quickly enough, Guy flipped the shorter onto his stomach, pulling his hips up slightly while Rimuru’s face remained squished into one of his pillows, breathing heavily as he heard the man behind him remove his own underwear, and then felt a slight jolt of electricity go through his entire body when Guy pressed the hard head of his cock against Rimuru’s throbbing hole.
So familiar but so strange, he couldn’t believe that he was getting fucked by Guy again after months of being apart. It felt so good to be back where he yearned to be, but he couldn’t help but feel slightly bitter about the fact Guy would be gone tomorrow morning.. or even tonight.
Despite the rising feeling of bitterness in his stomach, Rimuru sighed and decided to simply enjoy the moment for now, his back arching as he felt the large cock stretch him beyond what mere fingers could ever prepare him for. He moaned, gripping the sheets as Guy pushed himself further into Rimuru, caressing his prostate so well that he would’ve come on the spot had he been fingered for a bit longer, drawing him closer to the edge.
“.. f-fuck… you’re way too deep…” Rimuru muttered, face flushed red as his legs trembled, barely able to keep his ass up. “.. you already knew.. how.. deep it goes..” Guy retorted, sounding a bit out of breath as he was now entirely inside Rimuru. It felt so good. A nice, tight hole, all for himself. He loves it. He loves Rimuru.
But he can’t tell Rimuru that, not now, at least.
After a moment of allowing Rimuru to adjust slightly, Guy started to move, gentle thrusts quickly turning into something more aggressive and possessive, leaning down to pull Rimuru up by his neck, the new angle letting him hit even deeper. “A cute, moaning mess, and you’re all mine.. I adore you, Rimuru, did you know that?” He smiled, not getting a proper response from Rimuru as he only whimpered, jumbled up words escaping past his lips and not making any sense.
Steadily thrusting into Rimuru, he could feel himself already close to climax, and Rimuru was no different, his breaths heavier and body shakier than earlier, it was clear he’d come at any moment as long as Guy kept going at the same pace as he was now.
Guy made sure to hold up Rimuru properly with one arm while he used his free hand to jerk the other off, wrapping his hand around the bouncing erection and matching the movements to his thrusts, overwhelming Rimuru into climaxing right into his hand within a few moments. The redhead was quick to ride out his own climax, pulling out of Rimuru a few seconds before he came all over the other’s back.
The two sighed, exhausted.
“... I hate you..” Rimuru whispered, looking away.
Guy only smiled. “.. I love you too, darling..”
-
In the morning, Rimuru woke up, alone, but cleaned up.. there was a note on his night stand. He sat up and took it into his hand, reading what’s written on it in messy handwriting.
“Don’t go out again, I don’t have the time to fuck sense into you everytime you feel sad.”
Rimuru laughed, dropping back onto his bed.
“Guy… you're an actual bastard. Ahaha..”