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Having Choji between his legs was almost a religious experience for Jo Togame. Soft curls spilled between his fingers, and a pair of warm, honey eyes looked up at him, watching his every move and every twitch of his face, drinking up his reactions. Sweet, impatient Choji between his legs, his greedy mouth lapping at his dick before putting the whole thing in his mouth with the confidence of someone who has had plenty of practice before. Jo couldn't help but stare, eyes wide open and pupils so big, eclipsing the green of his gaze. His big hands took a stronger grip on the blond hair, taking advantage of his position to force Choji's warm mouth to take more of his length. Impatient, he could almost see it in his lover's face, how his eyes momentarily glinted teasingly. Jo didn't care, not when he could also feel Choji shifting on the carpet, surely trying to find some relief on his own after Jo's rough treatment.
He smirked, feeling his control slip bit by bit, the more the weight of the situation sat on his shoulders, the sudden realization that this was real. The sun of Shishitoren decided to grace him and take his place between his legs, swallowing his dick, practically begging for it with the way he was moaning around it, knowing that Togame could feel the vibrations on the organ. Watching Choji be his normal, happy self was one thing, but it was a completely different thing to have him like this, willing and pliant to his wishes. Strong thighs slightly closed around Choji's head as Togame threw his own head back, inhaling sharply when the blond lightly grazed his dick with his teeth, sending a jolt of pleasure down his spine. His grip on the other tightened. Deeper, was his first thought when Choji increased his efforts to get him off, trying his hardest to swallow the entirety of his length. Little upturned nose practically blowing air into his pubes, adding to the million sensations overwhelming him.
He couldn't do it. He would not last long if Choji kept looking at him like that, with such devotion and tenderness, but also with a mischievous gleam, knowing that Togame would do anything for him in that moment. He wasn't wrong. Jo would bring him the stars and planets, create a solar system just for Choji to be at the center of it, and keep bathing in his light. He felt the blond shift again, knowing he was drinking up his expressions and those seemingly innocent eyes could see the way a blush gradually painted his face and how his Adam's apple moved when he swallowed, tongue heavy in his mouth. Togame also knew Choji liked a good show, to know that he was doing a good job, and though his reactions spoke for themselves, Jo couldn't help but ease the grip on Choji's hair, shaking hands doing their best to offer a consolation pat, a sort of apology for the rough treatment. That seemed to spur Choji on because he hummed around his length and moved his tongue down the vein in his shaft.
Togame was jolted out of his little trance and couldn't stop himself from shifting his administrations to Choji's head from caring and tender to a violent tug that had his lover completely sink on his length. He felt the apology on his tongue, the need to immediately console Choji when the slightest hint of tears appeared in his waterline. However, Choji only squeezed his clothed thigh, signaling to keep pulling, to not hold back, and to treat him roughly. This time, Togame couldn't stop the moan in his throat when Choji became more determined to get him off, going as far as caressing his testicles with practiced movements and using his free hand to stroke whatever part of his length he didn't have enough energy to fit in his mouth. Like everything Choji did, the movements were confident, deliberate, proper of someone who knows their partner and what makes them tick.
Despite the confidence behind his actions, Choji was sloppy in a way that made the butterflies in his stomach flutter. The burning sensation was building up in his stomach. It was all pleasure penting up, ready to release right in Choji’s face or maybe down his throat, where the outline of Togame’s dick could be clearly drawn. He had half a mind to reach for his lover’s throat and apply pleasure to it, to feel just how deep he was, how much he could tease himself before it became too much. Nonetheless, he kept his hands put, opting instead for tangling his fingers in the blond mane of his partner. Suddenly, Choji took him out of his mouth to take a breath, looking overwhelmed but happy. A thick string of precum and saliva connected the leader’s mouth to his dick and Togame couldn’t help but gulp, aching to put his dick back in the warmth of Choji’s mouth after contemplating such a view. Big brown eyes looked up at him like Togame’s earlier promise had been fulfilled, and maybe —in a personal, deeply intimate sense — Jo really did fulfill it. After all, Choji was the center of his universe, the brightest star illuminating his path and sometimes burning him, but always, always, drawing him near, just like in that moment. Maybe it was toxic. If his friends in Shishitoren knew the extent of Togame’s devotion, they would certainly suggest he take some space, but he couldn't envision himself —couldn't even bear the thought of departing— leaving Choji behind.
“Fuck…” he moaned, head lolling back, and sure that the blush dusting his cheeks was impossibly brighter. Choji’s mouth went back to work, and this time, Togame didn't let him go slow. He grabbed and pulled, uncaring of anything, feeling animalistic in a way he had never thought possible. The game was over, he decided, that pulling and pushing for power had gone on for too long, and though Jo never cared for winning it, this time it was different. Choji had been teasing him from the moment he fell on his knees, nuzzling on his thigh like a contented cat, begging with his eyes for Togame to claim what was his. Well, now Togame was doing exactly that, and all Choji had to do was take it, to keep his pretty mouth open and those lovestruck brown eyes focused on him. Choji gladly complied.
A little stimulation to his tip and a few well-placed caresses to his shaft had Togame seeing stars a minute later, painting Choji's throat white. He watched the blond slowly pull him out of his mouth to promptly lay his head against his thigh, swallowing the rest of his cum, and looking every bit of exhausted Togame expected after their activities. Togame snapped out of his own haze in order to bring Choji up to straddle him. His protective nature prompted him to check on the shorter one and ensure he was okay. He took hold of Choji’s red cheeks and kissed him deeply and slowly, tasting himself in the process but more preoccupied with making the blond feel loved and appreciated.
They stayed like that for a while. Choji holding on to his jacket and Togame nipping at his lips. A smirk pulled from his lips when he felt Choji pulling closer, looking for relief but choosing to drag it out and enjoy more of Togame’s soft administrations. Togame’s hands moved down the leader’s body, lightly squeezing his hips. He felt languid, relaxed, but awake enough to take care of his boyfriend. Since he was not as needy as before, he knew he could take his time taking Choji apart, slowly bringing him to the climax he had just experienced. Slim arms wrapped around his neck, almost urging him to hold him closer, to help him find release; a head full of blond hair took refuge in the crook of his neck, and soft kisses outlined his jaw. The feeling of Choji pulling the hair in his nape sent a pleasant shock down his spine, and he heard the chuckle coming from his lover, who instantaneously understood the reaction and took pride in it. Togame could not stop the smile that pulled from his lips at the sight of Choji looking so proud of himself.
His hands finally moved lower, much to Choji's relief, and began pulling the leader’s sweats. It was probably agonizingly slow for the blond, who already looked like he couldn’t decide between biting his neck or rocking his hips to get more stimulation. Togame did not feel bad for taking his time, knowing that the longer he dragged it out, the more Choji would fall apart in his arms. He was so lost in the fantasy of what was to come that he almost missed the phone vibrating on the table next to them. Choji looked at him, tilting his head with curiosity after feeling the loss of Togame’s fingers on his fevered skin. Togame almost let the call go to voicemail, but one glance at the screen let him know that it was Sako calling.
“Sako-chan never calls,” Choji said, voicing his thoughts. Togame hummed in agreement. His arms reached for the phone, making sure to hold Choji in the process, and he answered the call, positioning the phone so that both Choji and he could listen without using the speaker.
“Hello…?” he asked, sounding lazy and relaxed. There was some noise in the background, as if someone was being admonished.
“Togame! Gods, thank you for answering,” Sako’s voice filled the silent room, sounding annoyed. Togame would later come to find out there were at least 20 missed calls before that one, and Choji’s phone was no different. In that moment, however, he just threw a half assed apology and urged his teammate to tell him the purpose of his call, anxious to get back to the blond on his lap. “Anyway, long story short, Inugami got in a fight with some guys from another gang and got himself arrested,” he said without much ceremony. Togame didn’t even have to look at Choji to know he was holding a laugh. A few sentences were interchanged, the promise of getting to the Ori as soon as possible — which seemed to appease Sako— and Jo hung up, putting the phone back on the table. Choji started to try to get out of his lap, sensing that helping the guys was important. However, Togame only tightened his hold, going back to kiss him.
“We have time,” he murmured against Choji’s ear, placing a few kisses there. The blond didn't argue, especially when his hands went back to attempt slithering their way back into Choji’s underwear.
“Yeah, they’ll be fine.”