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Asuku was fed up with the night before it even began. Mio’s one night wolf game paired with his irritatingly exceptional ability to lie made him want to smash the table to pieces and bash the idiot's face in. His grip on his bat fluctuated with such desires, but inevitably, the game interested him and he wanted to play it through so the darkness encroaching around them felt a little more bright.
In the end, it turned into a drinking party. People shifted in and out with plenty of booze, snacks, and games to liven the night. Asuku ended up between Komachi and Mio who’s laughter got louder before it got softer until he fell over with his head resting on Asuku’s lap. He was a messy sleeper, rubbing his face into Asuku’s legs and mumbling words that meant nothing.
It was bothersome. Irritable. Asuku took a sip from his drink as he thought of how many times he could bash his head in one minute. Fifteen, no, maybe twenty times or more. Koko moved between him and Komachi to grab some of the empty dishes sitting on the table. He smiled at him and Asuku scrunched his face. It seemed like they would be wrapping up soon. Many people had already filed out with only the usual suspects still hanging around.
As Hisora and Naruomi said their goodbyes, Asuku knew he had to leave. Looking down at Mio, he smacked his head. “Get up,” he monotoned, knowing the frivolous man would hear him. Mio liked to run and play around, but he was perceptive and it felt like he was always listening.
Mio moaned in protest, squirming below Asuku. “No, I don’t wanna~” he cried. “Mio-san wants to sleep on this lovely pillow tonight.”
“Huh? What are you calling another person’s legs?” Asuku responded darkly. Trusty metal bat by his side, he picked it up and pounded it once into the floor. “Get off right now before I pummel your face into the floor.”
“Eeh~” Mio continued to whine. “Let’s sleep together, Asuku.”
That was it. Asuku snapped upward, taking his bat and splattering Mio’s brains out on the floor in one swing. It brought him no contentment, but it would have to do. “Sleep with the dirt,” he grumbled, leaving the room and hurrying himself upstairs.
Darkness encroached in the corners of the inn like pale, fleshy hands grabbing out at him and dragging him inside. Asuku hated the walk back to his room. He quickly turned on the main light inside his room, then all the subsequent ones he had installed in his years there. Various hues illuminated the room, cutting off any patch of darkness from overtaking the space. It was so bright it hurt his eyes and made him think it was still daytime. Perfect.
Content with the quality, Asuku rolled his futon out and got into bed, more than ready to fall asleep after dealing with so many nuisances. Sleep never came easy, but it always came eventually, which was what counted. Asuku began to count the lights on his ceiling when there was a knock–more like bang–on his door. He ignored it.
…6…7…8–
Another bang. There was only one person that could cause so much irritation to furrow in his brow. Sitting up, Asuku grabbed his bat and stalked towards the door. He opened it quickly, wasting no time swinging the metal bat down with brutal force.
His weapon met something soft. Turning his head, he noticed Mio had used the plush of his folded futon as a shield to block the blow. From behind it, Mio giggled. “Hehe, too bad, Mio-san is twenty steps ahead! Let me innnn~”
With a surprising force, Mio pushed his way inside the room he had seen far more of than Asuku liked. He gingerly put his futon down without leaving a single gap between their beds while carefully ignoring Asuku’s death glare from above him.
“What are you doing?” Asuku asked, slightly curious but mainly put off by Mio's actions. He watched him drunkenly fumble with his comforter as he squeezed himself inside his bed.
Mio looked up at Asuku innocently. “You said we could sleep together tonight.”
Asuku furrowed his brow. “When?”
Mio just pouted. “C’mon, let’s sleep together~ I wanna have a sleepover with Asukuuuu.” He opened his covers, patting Asuku’s futon beside his. “Pleasee~ It’s lonely being alone.”
“Then go snuggle up to someone else,” Asuku responded, sliding into his own futon. Mio’s warmth radiated over to him even with the space and comforters between them.
Mio shifted onto his side, watching Asuku who diligently stared up at the ceiling. He smiled. “But no one lets me do this but you, Asuku.” Deciding to move before Asuku could process his words, Mio shifted his legs over to his futon and wrapped them around his companions' colder ones with a loving squeeze.
Asuku jolted at the sensation, head snapping to redirect his glare at Mio. He immediately dislodged him and kicked his shin. “Keep to yourself or I’m kicking you out.”
It was so like him to ignore Mio’s words. It just made him want to keep pushing. Mio pressed his feet towards Asuku once more. “But Mio-san’s cold~ C’mon, help warm me up, Asuku.” Mio pressed further as Asuku only let out a grunt. He got as far as wrapping his legs around Asuku’s before he stopped, leaning close to him with a whisper. “I’ll let you stick it in, so let’s do it~”
Mio could see with a grin the red that blossomed along the back of Asuku’s neck and tips of his ears. Even as Asuku squeezed his legs with the intention of making them pop off, Mio felt like he had claimed some type of victory. He had been craving something special for the night and Asuku was just the guy for the job whether he liked it or not. He was sweet on Mio anyways in his own convoluted way. Just like now, when he pushed some of his comforter towards Mio while carefully trying to hide said fact with violence.
Was he really concerned Mio was cold? With how much his body heated up the two of them? Mio couldn’t tell if he was dense or playing coy.
“Oh? Is that a yes?” As Asuku scooted just the tiniest inch closer, Mio took that as a sign to go all in. Mio twisted his body over to Asuku until he was sat on top of the man with their comforters draped over his back. “Don’t worry, Mio-san will take great care of you.” He bent down towards Asuku so he could reach between his legs and open up his yukata. It came as no surprise that he was already hard. Mio was always energetic. He spit on his fingers and moved his hands between his legs to finger at his hole that he had opened up earlier.
“Wh–Hah?!” Asuku cursed, seemingly frozen by Mio’s sudden actions. “You’ve got to be kidding me. You’re dirty. Don’t touch me!” He shoved Mio’s face away from his with a hand. Mio couldn’t help but lick the intrusion, causing Asuku to snap back in disgust.
“Then help make me clean, Asuku~” Mio purred, beginning to scissor his hole. Oh, that really made him feel it. It was a comfortable sensation, one that sent shivers of anticipation down his spine.
“That’s not how this works,” Asuku grumbled back, face pinching in a funny way. He stared up at Mio whose breaths began to pant over him. He seemed focused on fingering himself while listening to Asuku’s words with a small smile. “Seriously–Mio!”
Asuku grabbed Mio by the neck, forcing his face up and eyes on him. He squeezed lightly, making Mio’s head light. It was euphoric. He grinned at Asuku, pressing into it. “Yes, Asuku~?” he purred back, wanting a kiss.
Asuku narrowed his eyes, not sure what he was going to say. Mio was waiting so patiently too. For once, he shut up and listened. It felt good even knowing it wouldn’t last. Asuku had to wrack his brain trying to remember what he wanted to ask, but even then, Mio’s impatience beat him out.
“Oh~? Asuku’s ‘little Asuku’ is standing up,” Mio noticed as his hand brushed against his dick hidden only by the thin layer of the yukata. Mio bent down, moving his face away from Asuku as he ground his hips against his cock, situating his member between the thick of his thighs and cleft of his ass.
Asuku startled, caught off guard by the action. The sight of him scrambling only made Mio more excited, wanting to get this night moving. He needed to find out what Asuku was like when he got comfortable. He needed to find out what he would do to him. What he would let Mio do. Mio gingerly peeled aside his yukata, rolling his hips once more just to watch Asuku flinch before steadying himself over his cock. He couldn’t see it from his current angle, but just by feel alone, it was thick. There would be a stretch, but well, if Mio got hurt that wound would just heal.
“Mio,” Asuku sputtered out as his cock was manhandled by the man. He sat up onto his elbows, trying to get his attention. “What about a condom?”
But it was far too late. Mio slammed his hips down onto Asuku, sliding his hole down on his cock with such ease it felt like he was a natural. Asuku put a hand over his mouth before he could make a sound, refusing to give Mio that pleasure after he had barged into his room so brazenly. Mio laughed, breathless, as his thighs quivered and hole twitched around Asuku’s cock. It was thick, as expected. He could barely handle the girth. Yup, this was the right choice.
“Don’t need it~” Mio purred, beginning to slowly roll his hips as he got accustomed to the thickness. He put a hand against his stomach. “Mio-san’s going to hold all of Asuku’s seed right here. Our bodies are dead, so it’s not like I can get pregnant.”
“You couldn’t with a flesh and blood body either,” Asuku snapped back, not sure if he should feel annoyed or turned on. That was always how Mio seemed to play him. He would do things to piss Asuku off just to run around until he beat him to a pulp. Was he a masochist? He had to be if he kept seeking out Asuku’s brutality.
“It’s about the mood~” Mio replied, letting out a long groan as the head of Asuku’s cock ground up against his prostate. He bent back slightly, wanting to hit that angle again.
“Can you not masturbate on my cock like that? It’s annoying.” Asuku’s irritation got the better of him as he thrust his hips upward. Mio doing things as he pleased was seriously beginning to piss him off.
Mio let out a choked cry, not expecting the intrusion. “T-Then, be a little more active~” Mio had to brace himself against Asuku’s hips and he continued to thrust up into him just where he liked it. “Like that, mmgh, I like when it’s rough.”
As expected, he was a masochist. While Asuku didn’t want to think about Mio getting off on him smashing his face in, it did help him stop from holding back. Asuku was able to keep a steady pace as Mio began to shake and stutter over him, attempting to keep himself upright as the pleasure made him want to curl over and cry out.
It was good like that, but he wished Asuku would do more like choke him out or scrape bloody trails onto his thighs. Asuku seemed to notice his dissatisfaction as Asuku’s hips came to a slow stop. Mio whined, not caring how loud or annoying Asuku would find the sound. He was just feeling like he was about to cum too.
“What?” Asuku questioned, voice scathing. “If you want it so bad, you can do it yourself.”
“But you were feeling it too,” Mio whined, but otherwise complied. Asuku looked satisfied, even a bit happy watching Mio’s struggle for release, so Mio figured it was worth it.
He eventually found the spot he was looking for again and began to fuck himself on Asuku’s cock in earnest. He was bent back, legs spread around his hips and hands splayed back towards Asuku’s knees. The angle made his arms strain, but the way the head of Asuku’s cock moved against his prostate like that was heavenly. Mio found his eyes fluttering and breath leaving him, no clever words or quips able to leave his fuzzy brain.
Too focused on himself, he had no idea if Asuku was feeling it too until the other sent a small thrust forward with his hips that made Mio’s entire body nearly collapse. He wasn’t expecting it, hadn’t realized how much he wanted it, until after the fact when his orgasm was practically bursting out of his body at rapid speed. There was barely any build up. It was clear as day how much he had been aching for this by just how easy he came.
His breathing was all over the place as he attempted to sit himself up, cock now red and limp between them. He was sure he was going to get a yelling at from Asuku from cumming on him but couldn’t even be bothered to think about such things now.
As soon as Mio sat up, however, Asuku shoved him right back down. He was immediately on top of him, pressing Mio down into the floor, half of his body now on the tatami. His cock was still inside now, throbbing hard as he had yet to cum. Asuku shoved himself back into his sensitive hole, thrusting into the softened, warm walls.
“W-Wait–Asuku?!” Mio cried out, panic and confusion in his voice. They were still going? It was too much for Mio to handle. He had already just cum. He couldn’t handle the stimulation so early. It nearly hurt with how Asuku was now ripping pleasure out of him with each thrust.
“Shut up and take it,” Asuku growled back. “Isn’t this what you wanted? I’ll grant your wish and fuck you stupid, you damn dog in heat.”
“E-Eeh?” Mio choked on the sound and Asuku gripped his thighs, pulling them tight to him as he rocked his body back and forth. At this rate, he was going to collapse for real. “Is that what you want me to be? Your dog?”
“Stop making up your own fantasies, you drunkard.” Asuku leaned forward to shove Mio’s face away, not wanting to have to look at that happy expression any longer. Decidedly, he flipped Mio around so his ass was up in the air and face pressed into the tatami. By his yelp, it must’ve hurt, so Asuku used the heel of his palm to ground into the top of Mio’s head to keep him in place.
He wouldn’t admit it, but it felt good to let out his frustration on the man in such a way. Too good. He must’ve just been pent up living at the inn for so long. That was it, he assured himself. That was why Mio was turning him on, not because his skin flushed red was so pretty or the way his body shook helplessly under Asuku made his dick twitch.
“I–I…” Mio tried and failed to catch his breath as Asuku’s onslaught continued. His dick was already painfully hard again and bouncing against his stomach. “I w-would wear a dog collar for you…if you asked.”
Asuku grit his teeth and yanked at Mio’s hair. Seriously, even knowing he was trying to rile him up couldn’t stop his frustration. Once Mio’s back was stretched taunt against Asuku, he bit down on his neck, digging his teeth deep until he ripped at his skin and drew blood. His teeth ached at the feeling like they had been waiting to chew on something good for ages. Internally, Asuku was yelling at Mio to shut up, but of course the other didn’t listen.
“Mgmhhh, Asuku~ H-Harder, harder! You can rip out my throat if you want,” Mio moaned into the feeling. “T-Then I won’t say a thing. Promise~”
“Like I’d believe you,” Asuku hissed. “Just be good and this won't be so painful.”
Asuku shoved two fingers down Mio’s throat. He pressed them down against his tongue and thrust them deep until they scraped at the back of his throat. Mio choked on them, saliva spilling out of the corners of his mouth as Asuku fucked his fingers into his mouth, leaving no room for him to let out a sound past a moan.
“You wanted to be treated like a dog, right?” Asuku asked, voice low as he felt his orgasm rising. “Then enjoy your muzzle like a good boy and I might just give you a treat.”
Mio whined, wanting to hear Asuku call him good one more time. He found his tense body slacking at the praise, letting Asuku fuck into him without any push back as he wanted so desperately to be given that treat. He felt it coming too as Asuku’s breathing quickened and hips stuttered.
“Damnit, for you to bring me to this point…” Asuku murmured against Mio’s bloody neck, more to himself than Mio. “You better enjoy every inch of this, Mio. Don’t you dare let any spill out.”
A shiver ran down Mio’s spine at Asuku’s words. He greedily tightened his hole, causing Asuku to curse out loud as he came inside him, cock practically being milked by Mio’s greedy hole. He sucked on Asuku’s fingers as well, slurping up his own saliva as he came from just being filled, having waited for his feeling far too long.
Asuku was already thick, but with his seed inside him as well, Mio felt stuffed full. He left out a satisfied sigh as Asuku dislodged his fingers and let Mio’s spent body fall to the floor. He held his hips up, slowly sliding his cock out until the tip popped out, leaving his hole to pucker around nothing.
As Asuku continued to hold onto his body, shifting him around, Mio looked back in question. “Hm? What now?”
“You didn’t think we were done, did you?” Asuku asked, pulling out the belt of his yukata. He had a demonic look in his eye, one that promised Mio endless pain for barging into his room and demanding so much from him. “You’re my dog now, right? Then hurry up and obey. I’m not done with you yet.”
Mio gulped, a small laugh leaving his mouth. Yeah, Asuku really was the only one he could go to for this. Thinking that, he prepared himself for a long night, thanking his undying body for helping him through whatever pain and torment he was sure to endure at the hands of his closest companion.