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Nagi was dead.
Honestly, with his lifestyle being the way it was, he assumed it would’ve happened way earlier.
He thought that maybe, one day, he would fall asleep and the bath and drown (or just maybe fall asleep and never wake up), or maybe he would die from malnourishment, because there was no way his diet was fulfilling enough to last forever. Or maybe he would die from something stupidly unlucky like Choki somehow falling on him while he was sleeping.
It didn’t matter to him anyway. If he died, he died. Sure, that might’ve been a blasé way to view life, but to him it didn’t matter.
He just hoped that one of his few friends would do his Gacha dailies for him.
When he died for real, he was on a Discord call with some casual friends. They were grinding the newly released season in a game that they had a shared interest in. New season, new me, or whatever the saying was.
This season, in particular, was going to be huge, including many time sensitive rewards like loot boxes and in-game currencies being offered. The rewards that he and a few others (mainly HIori) wanted were the tempting rewards for making it into the Top 500 for their region.
It was honestly quite lucky that the season started on the exact same day as his Spring Break, giving him more time to grind through the ranks.
Hiori somehow managed to gather a team of good enough players (….curse people with actual social lifes!) in a few days. It was a miracle if Nagi had to be honest.
Nagi was obviously the first member of the team. He played the DPS role as he was quite the talented hit-scan player. He was probably the most experienced person in the team, maybe only getting beat out by Hiori. Even though his abilities were impressive, he couldn’t carry a team filled with randoms by himself.
Hiori, his coach/practice partner and gaming buddy was the second member. He was even more enthusiastic than Nagi. He was the brains of their operation, giving the team a proper training regime and schedule. He could quickly adjust and respond to everyone else’s playstyles, making him an invaluable addition as probably the best player in their guerilla team.
Isagi was the third member. He was a man who could adapt to everything the world threw at him, a quick learner with an insane game sense. Although he was a beginner, he shot through the ranks in record time. He was also extremely mechanically gifted, so much that he was almost on par with Nagi and Hiori. Even then, his toxicity was…. Interesting, to say the least, but it was a small price to pay for his remarkable skillset. He was also the only member of the team, other than Hiori, that Nagi knew better than an acquaintance.
Nanase, who was by far the worst person in their team, was the fourth member. He could play simple support characters well enough, and was leagues better than your average NPC with 3 hours of play time on the game. And no one could resist his sad puppy charm.
Kurona was the member of the team that Nagi knew the littlest about. He was one of Hiori’s friends, just like Nanase and Karasu, so because of that and his quiet nature he was still a bit mysterious to Nagi. Nevertheless, he was an important addition, a silent but deadly all-rounder that had striking talent in every roll.
The final member was Karasu, who usually wasn’t into video games like this, preferring fighting or sports games rather than FPS, but he had enough video game experience and chemistry with Hiori to be a really good player. His honestly was welcome, especially when they were going through a severe loss streak, but some of his innuendos during games left…. much to be desired, to say the least.
They had all been playing non-stop as a group for the first week of their vacation, not mentioning the previous training they’d been doing before the vacation started.
Their wins outnumbered their losses, leaving them at an impressive 75% win rate, despite the system being tailored to put you at a perfect 50% win rate. The power of stacking really was unmatched….
So…. the story of his death was like… really, really lame, actually….
Nagi couldn’t remember the last time he had slept. While his other teammates had ruined their sleep schedules, they were still normal people who eventually decided to go to sleep, even if it was at 3AM or later. He and Hiori never did that.
Both of them were so locked in that they played day in and day out, just doing random bullshit. It didn’t matter if they were grinding Aim Labs for hours or if they were creating new character combos to min-max their damage, all that mattered was that they were making progress. Even if that progress was an extra 5% to their average aim percentage or just a 1/12 of a second reduction to reload times with animation cancels.
Neither could he remember the last time he had showered, but that was a story for another day.
They were aiming to reach Masters III by the end of the week.
Because of the season being a total reset to everybody’s ranks, everyone was completely equal. This meant that professional players and absolute beginners began in the same rank. Because of that, no one was in their deserved rank yet, so instead of the best players being in Champion I and higher, they were still spread out in the humble low Masters.
The solution to not getting an NPC who just installed the game to be in your team was to 6-stack, which was what everybody, including Nagi, was doing.
He died right after they finished their last game. The one that guaranteed everyone in their team a shiny spot in the Top 500.
It was a hard match, Nagi couldn’t say he had played an FPS with his life on the life on the line before. He truly played like it was life and death… Maybe he took that a bit more literally than he should’ve.
The enemy team was running a hard meta comp which was almost impossible to beat with their last minute composition, which was filled with the only characters they could play. It was mismatched, with their characters having barely any chemistry at all.
But they somehow won.
The second the ‘victory!’ screen appeared everyone was quiet, directly opposite to how they were just a second before.
Hiori’s praises were the first thing to be heard. His sweet words of encouragement in his cute Kansai drawl were warmly welcomed by the rest of the team. His cheers and laughs were welcomed as well.
The call quickly turned chaotic after that. Isagi didn’t say anything, but Nagi could hear him clicking away at his keyboard, typing slurs in all-chat to the enemy team like he was a CSGO master instead of hero shooter trash.
Nanase was awkwardly laughing along with Hiori and the rest, he probably felt like he didn’t belong despite his invaluable saves and good heals.
Karasu audibly sighed, probably feeling a gaint weight lifting off his chest. Nagi felt something similar too, if he had to be honest.
Kurona was mostly silent, but Nagi could swear he could hear the smile on his lips. He also clapped a few times, going along with Hiori’s cheering.
Nagi, for the first time in his life, wanted to celebrate as well. The many months spent on this game alone had finally paid off. His eyes sparkled as he stood from his desk, raising his arms high above his head in a cheer-
His muscles relaxed and he fell right back into his chair.
Nagi never thought he would die from exhaustion (it seemed impossible because of his sloth-like way of living). To be honest, he assumed that if it somehow happened, it would be from a dead-end corporate job after college and not because of a video game, but oh well.
The final thing he heard while his soul was quite literally leaving his body (he was looking at it from above, he could see himself, or his body, slumped over on his keyboard. His hoodie was coated in sweat stains and his hair was probably the oiliest it had been in his entire life (?) Gross.) was Isagi calling the support on the enemy team a slur.
Maybe death wasn’t so bad after all.
His only regret was not saying anything to Choki before he died. He had been severely neglecting him because of the game. Suddenly, he felt like an awful father. At least he could remember him by his daily good morning peace.
He was sad his baby was going to a new owner, probably Isagi or Hiori, but at least the cactus had some good memories with him.
He sadly waved to him with his quickly disappearing, translucent hand. He was too high up to prick his finger on one of Choki’s spines, and was only floating higher up by the second. God, he wiped a tear off his face, he would miss him.
He sleepily closed his eyes, muttering his goodbyes. It didn’t matter if he went to heaven or hell, all that mattered was that his only real friend wasn’t going to come with him.
He was awoken from his deep slumber by a blindingly white light. It seemed to flash from underneath his eyelids, making itself known despite Nagi’s wish to remain asleep.
He stretched his arms, yawning lazily. When he finally opened his eyes, he was surprised to find out that he was standing up.
He was surrounded by a white void. It seemed to be filled with the same white light, although it wasn’t as bad as the one that woke him up. He quickly scanned the area, looking around in an attempt to find something that wasn’t part of the same monotonous void.
What he found, or rather who he found, was a man that was standing a few meters in the distance in front of him.
That… that was shocking.
What was even more shocking was that the man was having what looked to be a full-on mental breakdown. He was ugly crying to the extreme, tears flowing out from what appeared to be basically every crevice of his body. Snot was falling out of his nose and his handsome face was decorated to the brim with tears.
He was vaguely European looking and was just a little bit taller than Nagi. He had striking blue eyes and dirty blond hair that was styled into face-framing curtain bangs. Despite his mental state, his appearance was tailored to look completely perfect. He would probably look perfect right now if he wasn’t crying his eyes out.
His most unique and recognizable feature was the mole on the right side of his face, just right beneath his bottom lip.
He was getting more and more hysterical by the second. Nagi was almost thinking of offering him tissues, not like he had any, but he wasn’t sure what else to do in this situation. Just as he was about to say something the man spoke up.
‘’Seishirou!’’ He screamed so hard that Nagi had to cover his ears…. his ears which were ringing… how did this guy know his name anyway?
The man sobbed into his light-blue football jersey. Why the hell was some spirit… void creature thing wearing a football jersey in the first place?
‘’You were…’’ He sniffled, covering his face with his hands. ‘’You were so young!’’ He shouted, a bit less loud than last time.
Nagi blinked.
‘’Such a good soul….’’ The mysterious man whispered to no one in particular, directly opposing his previous actions.
‘’You were… You were such a good soul!’’ He dragged out some of the syllables of his sentence, slurring his words. Nagi spoke too soon, this man was annoying loud no matter what. So irritating.
‘’Caring about your cactus like that…’’ He shut his eyes, a waterfall of tears falling out with every movement. ‘’That’s so sweet of you, Seishirou!’’ He dragged out the last syllable of Nagi’s name.
Nagi scratched at the back of his neck. That was the least Choki deserved. If he could, he would give Choki the whole world. He did feel really bad about the last week of his life, though. He didn’t treat him well enough. It wasn’t like Choki needed to be watered, but he still felt like he had neglected him emotionally. What was the point of having a child if you don’t speak to them or pay attention to them?
Also, how did this guy not only know his name, but also his relationship with Choki?
It didn’t seem to matter, though, as the guy didn’t seem like the dangerous type, he just seemed like an overly distraught teddy bear. Especially not with the way he was hysterically crying like that right in front of Nagi.
The man fell to his feet, creating a puddle on the invisible floor with his mucus and tears. Nagi looked around awkwardly, being kind of grossed out because of the show of bodily functions in front of him, before putting a hand on the man’s shoulder.
The blond looked up, more and more tears falling out of his eyes.
‘’Seishirou…’’ He whispered, rubbing his eyes.
‘’I’m sorry…’’ He drawled out, still looking like a widow in mourning. He slowly stood, stumbling on his way, with his hands gripping his knees. He was shaking hard, shaking so bad that Nagi felt like he had to help him.
Nagi steadied him carefully but leisurely, to the point that he basically wasn’t doing anything but loosely holding the man’s arm. His laziness won over his concern and even then the person was still looking at him like he was the best thing since sliced bread.
He dusted his knees, not like they were dirty, Nagi didn’t know if anything could get dirty in the white void.
Holding his hand out, like he was expecting for Nagi to grab it, he cleared his throat.
‘’Seishirou,’’ He spoke up, eyes bright with a clear admiration. ‘’This is my order, as the god of love…’’ He was smiling with his eyes, a gentle expression. It was so unlike his previous behavior that Nagi had to reel back because of the whiplash.
‘’You must…’’ He made a peace sign with his hand, similar to the one Nagi made every morning to greet Choki.
‘’Spread peace and love!’’ He shouted again, a toothpaste commercial worthy smile was decorating his now calm and collected expression.
Nagi blinked again, looking dumbfounded.
What did that even mean? Peace and love?
The same flash of light pulsed beneath his eyelids, making him grip his face. This was painful for no good reason. He was actually going to go blind at this rate.
He groggily tried to open his eyes, he felt like a whole eternity had passed since his strange encounter with the blond man (the god of love (?)). He rubbed his temples, he didn’t want to get up. He was laying down on something that was firm but still comfortable enough for him to fall asleep easily.
‘’Are you awake, treasure?’’ A soft, fond voice from somewhere above him asked.
A man’s voice!
Nagi jumped up at the nickname. He looked towards the source of the voice, doing his best to focus his blurry vision.
He was resting his head on the lap of an angel.
Nagi clumsily forced himself up into a sitting position, he still wasn’t acquainted with having his body back. He tried to take the man’s appearance in.
The man had short hair with long, uneven bangs that framed his face perfectly. He had the cutest little eyebrows that made Nagi’s heart race for no reason. He had big doe eyes that were ripe with determination.
He was wearing something akin to a sexy Halloween costume of a prince’s or king’s attire- a slightly transparent overcoat that was a beautiful royal purple, matching his hair and eyes, was covering his shoulders, ending right above his hips. It had fur trim, not unlike the typical prince caricature that could be seen in storybooks meant for children.
The other parts of his outfit were nothing less than absolutely deviant. Sheer, white stockings were pulled up to his mid-thighs, a little pudge spilling out from the top. Beneath his overcoat was a dark corset, decorated with a bright and shiny gold. He was wearing some sort of tight black shorts that looked more like panties, which barely left anything to the imagination.
The thing that proved he truly was royalty, however, was the small crown that sat on top of his head. It was slightly lopsided, leaning a little to the right rather than in the center of his hair.
Nagi also took his time to study his surroundings. From what he gathered, they were sitting on the prince’s giant bed that was approximately the size of his bedroom back home. He couldn’t see much beyond the rich canopies, but he could make out a few giant portraits of the man and what looked to be his parents. His father, who looked nothing like him besides a few features, his mom, who he got most of his features from (mainly hair and eye color), and the prince himself, standing in the middle.
He had a kind and patient smile and Nagi thought he was going to go into heart failure and die for the second time today.
‘’Are you-‘’ He blurted out without thinking, ‘’Are you an angel?’’
The man laughed and Nagi was sure that ten-thousand fairies were born every time he did that.
‘’No, silly. You’re still in the living realm.’’ He playfully waved his hand around.
He cleared his throat, putting his hand out in front of Nagi.
‘’My name is Mikage Reo, prince and next in line of the Mikage Kingdom.’’ So Nagi’s assumption was correct, he really was royalty.
‘’Please just call me Reo, though.’’ A sour expression suddenly appeared on his face. ‘’Mikage is my father.’’
He shook his head. ‘’Anyways, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Seishirou.’’ He smiled kindly.
Reo wanted them on a first name bases already?!
Nagi awkwardly took his hand in his, gulping down saliva. He hoped that the other man didn’t feel his suspiciously sweaty hands.
‘’You’re probably wondering why I summoned you here…’’ He said, trailing off. Nagi followed his gaze to a pentagram carved into the floor circled by a few symbols that he couldn’t decipher. Candles that were evidently put out recently surrounded the engraving, which was hastily covered by an expensive looking fur carpet.
‘’Your power is absolutely amazing! It compliments my magic perfectly.’’ He beamed, ‘’It’ll definitely help me defeat the Demon King known as Barou Shoei.’’
Nagi wasn’t sure why, but he imagined a scary looking muscular guy with a weird haircut in a maid dress.
‘’And maybe, when I finally defeat him, my father will take me seriously.’’ Reo muttered, almost quiet enough for Nagi not to hear him.
‘’About your power,’’ Reo’s cheeks flushed, ‘’It’s a bit more…’’ He looked thoughtful, trying to figure out what words to use. ‘’….passive, you could say.’’
That was absolutely perfect in Nagi’s opinion. The less he had to do, the better.
‘’How do I use it, Reo?’’ He asked, sounding a bit more excited than he wished, probably the most energetic he had been in his entire life (and afterlife!), but could you blame him? He just got isekai-ed into a super cool world where he was powers and a baddie interested in him. He had watched hundreds of anime like this, but he never thought it would happen to him.
Reo shriveled up even more, averting his gaze. ‘’You can unlock people’s latent powers…’’ He leaned back into his bed. ‘’Think of it like a permanent power-up!’’ He made random motions with his hands.
Nagi nodded furiously. ‘’So, Reo,’’ He said, ‘’When can I start?’’
Reo’s mouth gaped, his eyes twitching. ‘’Are-‘’ He fiddled with the fur trim on his overcoat, ‘’Are you sure?’’ He asked, leaning closer to Nagi.
Nagi’s eyes lit up as he nodded once again.
Reo bit his lip, ‘’Well…’’ He cleared his throat, ‘’I guess I could use a power-up…. I have been neglecting my training recently in preparation to summon you.’’
He finally looked up at Nagi. ‘’Although, I wanted you to rest up a bit before we started, I don’t want to overwork you…’’ He continued to fidget with his coat, ‘’But if you really want to…’’
Reo was probably the first person in his life (afterlife?) that didn’t want to overwork him and actually wanted him to conserve his energy.
That was actually really considerate on Reo’s behalf. Honestly, for the first time in his life he actually wanted to do something…. Maybe Reo wasn’t so bad after all.
‘’Teach me how to use my power, Reo!’’
Reo blushed, suddenly an unnatural bright shade of red, teething his thumb.
‘’You can always back out. If you want to, of course.’’
Not only did he have no intention of overworking Nagi, but he also gave him an escape plan if he got too tired? Nagi really was touched, if he were to be honest.
Reo leaned in again, seemingly doing his best not to maintain eye contact. Nagi wanted to pull away, he really did, trust him, but he didn’t have the energy to do so, so he just stayed where he was, eyeing Reo.
And then Reo palmed at the crotch of his sweatpants.
He flinched at the touch, a chill ran down his body. It wasn’t like anybody had touched him there before (the consequence of a well lived otaku life…)
Reo took his hand off immediately when he saw the other man’s reaction, continuing to avoid Nagi’s gaze. ‘’It’s, erm, fine if you want to wait to do it another time…’’
Nagi’s eyes widened. It wasn’t like he cared for his virginity being taken or anything, he expected to be celibate his entire life, his hand was more than enough anyways, but the prince had inspired something new in him. Something like a stagnant desire that had been locked up deep inside him for years.
He wasn’t the best with words, so he just held Reo’s and placed his nimble hand back where it was supposed to be, in hopes of him taking it further.
Reo cleared his throat, ‘’…Right.’’ He said, still not able to look Nagi in the eyes.
He carefully undid the messily tied drawstring that held Nagi’s sweatpants, nervousness apparent. In a swift motion, he pulled down both his sweatpants and his boxer shorts.
Nagi’s cock twitched at the attention, growing impossibly harder. It was kind of insane, really. To die and then isekai to a world where a beautiful prince was kneeling on all fours in between his legs was something he could never imagine, but real life is stranger than fiction.
The beautiful prince in question seemed to be analyzing Nagi’s dick like it owed him money. Honestly, he had never thought about dick size and had never measured it, he just assumed it was average, or slightly bigger than. Not that it mattered up until this point.
Reo tentatively touched it with the pad of his finger, like he was studying it. Hesitantly, he wrapped his hand around it, looking up at the other man for a reaction.
Nagi hissed, covering his mouth with the back of his hand. He had jerked himself before, it was obvious, but it felt so incredibly different when someone else was doing it to him.
‘’Don’t,’’ Reo looked at a random part of the room, blushing harder than ever. ‘’Don’t do that. I want to see, uh, your reactions.’’
Nagi obeyed, doing what he said, only responding with a weak ‘’Yes boss.’’
Slowly, Reo started to move his hand up and down. It took every bit of Nagi’s self-control to not thrust up into Reo’s soft palm.
‘’You’re so big…’’ Reo grinned challengingly, ‘’I should’ve expected this from you, treasure. You seem to be quite gifted in all aspects.’’
Nagi definitely twitched in Reo’s hand from the praise, and he kind of wanted to die because Reo definitely noticed.
‘’Oh?’’ Reo teased, ‘’Do you like being my treasure, Sei-chan?’’
Now it was Nagi’s turn to avoid eye contact. He managed to mutter out some sort of affirmative response, he hoped it conveyed his feelings well enough.
‘’That’s good to know~’’ The prince said in a sing-song voice, playful in nature, so different from his previously bashful behavior.
Nagi was transfixed on the sight before him. Reo could barely wrap his hand around his cock, his fingers weren’t touching. The feeling of his hand rubbing against his length was not only foreign, but overwhelming. He wasn’t used to the touch of someone else’s skin against his. Not only that, Reo’s pretty face was awfully close to his member, so close that he could feel his warm breath against his erection.
So it shouldn’t have been as surprising as it was when Reo decided to kiss the tip, precum leaking down his lips.
His tongue briefly darted from his mouth, carefully licking the accumulated liquid like he was afraid that Nagi wouldn’t want more, like he was just testing the waters. Nagi, in response, decided to pet Reo’s head. Just a gentle, reassuring touch as he tucked the longer side of Reo’s bangs behind his ear.
Reo alternated between shy kitten licks and sloppy kisses, making Nagi hiss out curses. Precum was smeared all over Reo’s chin and cheeks, giving him a slight glow. He looked up at Nagi, half-lidded eyes hidden behind lashes, a tantalizing smile on his lips, before ultimately taking the length in his mouth.
God, Nagi thought, if that hand-job was amazing, this was 10 times better than. He had never felt such an indescribable pleasure before, he couldn’t go back to his hand after this! He hoped that Reo was going to keep him around and take advantage of his power again, whatever it wa.
Reo’s talented tongue swirled around the tip and Nagi felt like he was going to cum on the spot. Reo felt experienced, each and every lick felt precise. It felt practiced, Nagi hated that thought. Just thinking about it made his chest burn in an uncharacteristic anger.
His hand was grasping and pulling at Reo’s hair, who was just taking more and more of him in his skilled mouth. Reo was moaning like a whore around his dick, reeling from the feeling of his hair being so roughly pulled. He sped up his pace, taking more in his mouth and then sliding off smoothly.
‘’R-Reo,’’ Nagi panted out, his iron-tight grip getting impossibly tighter, ‘’I’m close…’’
Reo’s eyes seemed to light up at his words, he finally managed to take in his full length into his warm mouth. Just as he was pulling off, at about the half-way point, Nagi came hard against his face.
Nagi seemed to black out for a moment, feeling incredibly dizzy. That was probably the hardest he had came ever. Nothing could compare to this feeling, absolutely nothing, Nagi decided. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with his wrist, panting like he had ran a marathon.
‘’Good job, my treasure.’’ Reo’s tone was almost giddy.
When Nagi managed to focus his eyes again, he saw the prince licking all the remaining cum from his cock like it was the best thing he had ever tasted. A small amount had gotten on his face, around his lips and on his cheeks, some even on his nose and forehead. The small amount that had landed on his nimble fingers was already licked off, evident by the drool that was between them.
Reo’s grin was bright. ‘’Good boy, Seishirou.’’
He patted Nagi’s head, and Nagi leaned into the touch, ignoring the fluids that were dirtying his hair. It didn’t matter because Reo was petting him.
Reo stretched, ‘’I feel so much better now, thank you.’’ Reo said, leaning on his shoulder, a smile on his lips. He really did look more energized than before.
He pressed a kiss to Nagi’s neck. ‘’You did really well, treasure, so good for me.’’
Nagi’s cock twitched at his words.
‘’You know,’’ Reo whispered against the shell of his ear, ‘’There’s a better way for me to collect your mana.’’
Nagi’s dick was now fully hard again. Fuck (literally) Reo.
Reo captured his lips in a passionate kiss, wrapping his arms around the other man’s shoulders, hugging him tightly. He licked all around Nagi’s mouth, sucking and nibbling on his bottom lip. Nagi was quick to reciprocate, even if it was awkward. He did his best, sucking on Reo’s tongue and licking the inside of his mouth, copying Reo. Reo whined, and Nagi drank it up.
He grinned as he pulled away, only a string of saliva connecting them. He gently pushed him down and Nagi allowed it.
The prince was steadying himself by pushing down on Nagi’s chest, straddling his hips, his thighs surrounding Nagi’s.
He bashfully reached down to the bow that on the side of hip, keeping his shorts together. He fiddled with it as he clumsily untied it.
Nagi’s arms were plastered straight to his side, like he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to touch the radiant beauty above him yet, but god his dick was going to explode soon. Although Reo’s hips were pretty narrow, they were still insanely sexy and mouthwatering.
Reo was basically giving him an impromptu strip tease. He was slowly, mischievously, shimmering his tiny shorts down his thighs. Every little inch of skin made Nagi salivate like he was a dog (he might’ve actually become one for Reo at this point, it was all worth it.) His thighs were plump but built, only being accented by the sheer-white stockings that were squeezing them.
Reo’s shorts fell down unceremoniously, his most delicate organs now on full display. He was fully hard, pre-cum leaking down his tip, red and angry.
He reached out to his side, arm in the air. Nagi looked confused, the action seemed totally random, until a small bottle of oil appeared in Reo’s hand.
‘’Pocket dimension,’’ Reo explained, spreading some of the oil on his fingers. So there were skills like this in this world…. Good to know that not everything was perverted.
He reached down behind him, slowly pushing a single finger inside him, stretching his rim. His expression was blissful, looking at Nagi.
Nagi finally gave in, grasping Reo’s hips hard enough to cause bruises. Reo groaned, gripping Nagi hard with his free hand. He stumbled forward, burying his in the crook of the other man’s shoulder, right where his shoulder met his neck. His hair was tickling Nagi’s collarbone.
‘’Reo….’’ Nagi whispered, rubbing Reo’s back reassuringly. Reo pushed his finger farther in, gasping for air.
‘’Seishirou-!’’ Reo bit his tongue, throwing his head back as he pushed in a second finger. His thrusting was erratic, fingers searching for that one spot that could make him see stars.’’ He stretched his hole, scissoring his fingers.
‘’Please!’’ He whined, ‘’You’ll feel so much better i-inside me!’’
Nagi followed Reo’s order like the loyal dog he was, searching for the discarded oil that was hidden somewhere in their bedsheets. He warmed it up with his fingertips, not wanting Reo to feel any discomfort.
Reo was now hugging his shoulders like his life depended on it- his eyes were completely shut, wiggling his hips like he just couldn’t wait for Nagi to do something, anything. It was cute, honestly, seeing Reo so desperate.
Reo’s hole barely put up any resistance to the intrusion due to Reo’s previous stretching. It curled around his fingers, like it was trying to pull him in, his walls were velvety and soft.
He felt around for a few seconds, totally intrigued by the new sensation. Reo was responding with weak little gasps and moans. His body was responding as well, he could feel Reo dripping down his stomach and on his cock, and his hole was just begging to keep his fingers in.
Reo grinded against his dick, their fluids mixing together, causing him to whine pitifully. Nagi groaned, the feeling was so slick.
Nagi decided to curl his fingers- something he saw in BL doujinshi. Reo let out his loudest moan yet, muffling his noises by biting Nagi’s shoulder. Nagi winced, ow, it was alright though. Reo was allowed to be as cute as he wanted to be.
‘’You’re so cute, Reo…’’ Nagi whispered. He could feel Reo’s cock twitching against him at his words, which didn’t do unnoticed by Nagi. ‘’Just the cutest.’’
He was relentless, scissoring Reo’s hole with his fingers, opening him up for him. He roughened up his thrusts, bullying Reo’s prostate and pressing into it as hard as he could.
‘’Seishirou…’’ Reo whined, dragging out the last syllable of his name. ‘’Don’t do that….’’ He muttered, lips brushing against Nagi’s collarbone.
Nagi didn’t listen, only pressing harder. Reo’s walls wrapped around him, keeping him inside, he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.
‘’I’m close…’’ He was drooling on Nagi at this point.
‘’You already took care of me, Reo. It’s only fair if you come as well.’’ Nagi took his hand off Reo’s hip, deciding to wrap it around both his and Reo’s leaking cocks instead. He was basking in the prince’s responses. He was moaning like this was the best thing he had ever experienced, shuddering and twitching with every single one of Nagi’s well aimed thrusts.
Reo’s orgasm came fast and all at once- he didn’t even warn Nagi before he spilled all over his stomach and dick, staining his shirt. Not that he minded, it was probably time for him to throw it away anyways.
Reo arched his back dramatically, throwing a hand over his mouth. His eyes shut tightly, a single tear dripped down his cheeks. A full-body shiver ran through him, he was shaking like he would fall down at any second now.
Nagi carefully removed his fingers from inside Reo, now gripping his waist to steady him, fingernails digging into the other’s skin.
‘’Sei…’’ Reo whispered, trying to catch his breath through desperate pants. Nagi traced circles over his wasit, trying to calm him down from his high.
‘’Good boy.’’ Reo whispered right against the other man’s neck. ‘’You’re really good at this, Sei. If you can do that with only your fingers, I can’t imagine what you could do with your cock.’’
Nagi was feeling lightheaded. All the blood that was in his body probably rushed into his hard dick (if it wasn’t there already…)
Reo palmed at his length teasingly, running his ginger down from the top of his tip all the way to his balls, massaging them gently. Nagi gripped the sheets, a moan escaping from his lips.
’Are you shy, Seishirou~ 🎵?’ Reo sang, almost smug.
Nagi let out a grumble, not of affirmation or denial. He could feel Reo straddling him, forcing them into a position not unlike the one they were in just a few minutes ago. He laid down, putting all his weight down on the other’s body. Nagi couldn’t say that he minded- Reo was a bit heavy, sure, he was a grown man after all- but his warmth was amazing. He could feel his heat even through his clothes, it felt like Reo was a furnace.
He leaned down, right into the crook of Nagi’s neck, nuzzling into him. ‘’It’s fine, Sei.’’ He whispered.
‘’You’re doing really well, aren’t you? Just let me do the work from now on…’’
He could feel Reo reaching down for his cock, smearing oil and their combined cum all over the shaft with gentle touches. Reo began nibbling down his neck, alternating between harsh bites and sweet kisses, leaving blotches of purple in his path.
‘’Reo…’’ Nagi gasped out, opening his tightly shut eyes. The sight standing before him was beautiful- Reo was grinning a toothy smile. He was still playing with Nagi’s cock, stroking it up and down, almost teasingly. His gaze was determined, focused solely on Nagi.
‘’Are you feeling overwhelmed, treasure?’’ Reo’s smile widened as he quickened his pace.
Nagi mumbled something incoherent, not bothering to respond.
Reo took his hand off, much to Nagi’s displeasure. His cock twithed in response to the lost of stimulation. He groaned, reaching out for Reo.
Reo, on the other hand, sat up, straddling his hips once more. He patted Nagi’s head and Nagi nuzzled into his touch.
‘’Don’t worry, Sei. I’ll make you feel good.’’ He was scratching Nagi’s chin, and Nagi wasn’t ashamed to say that it felt extremely good.
He flashed Nagi a quick smile before lining up Nagi’s cock with his rim. His hips were raised, his aching and leaking cock was practically threatening to enter Reo’s warmth, begging for any sort of stimulation.
It was taking so much of his willpower for him to not thrust up into Reo’s hole. He could practically feel the heat radiating from him, just pleading for Nagi to bury himself deep inside.
Reo finally decided to sink down, taking him on to the end of his tip. Nagi moaned unabashedly at the feeling, throwing his arm over his eyes.
‘’Nuh-uh. What did I say?’’ Reo asked from above him, almost playfully, as he removed Nagi’s arm from its current position. ‘’I want to see you.’’
Nagi flushed, forcing himself to look anywhere but Reo. His mere presence felt so domineering in this tiny little space on Reo’s luxurious bed.
Reo, the minx he was, fully sank down on Nagi’s cock while he was distracted.
Nagi moaned loudly, his voice cracking. He gripped the sheets next to his head so tightly, he felt like he was going to tear them.
Reo didn’t seem like he was taking this lightly either- he was squeezing Nagi’s shoulders, scrambling in a poor attempt at balancing himself. The expression on his face was a euphoric one, his eyebrows were furrowed and his gaze was fully clouded, tongue rolling out of his mouth. Nagi guessed he was dealing from the stretch.
Although Reo (and Nagi) prepared himself thoroughly, Reo still needed to accommodate the foreign intrusion, and Nagi’s dick was bigger than just two fingers.
Nagi felt like his cock was going to be cut off- Reo was just… so tight. So tight and warm, so perfect, just for him. Nagi had to physically stop himself from cumming on the spot.
Reo’s velvety walls were soft around him, it felt like a warm and peaceful embrace. They were hugging him tightly, enveloping him fully.
This feeling couldn’t compare to anything else. It was so passionately intimate.
Reo was panting, drool dripping around his tongue. He took his time adjusting to Nagi’s cock inside him, still not moving. He was trying to collect himself.
He then rolled his hips at an agonizingly slow pace. Reo was evil, Nagi decided. A jolt of pleasure ran through him, forcing a grunt to escape his lips. Reo was pure evil for doing this to him, for doing this so slowly.
Nagi thrust up into him- not thinking at all, his actions were only driven by instinct- Reo clenched around him, horribly tight.
Nagi desperately gripped Reo’s waist, his hands scrambling quickly and catching Reo completely off guard. He was sure he was going to leave marks (not like that was a bad thing, Reo was his and he was Reo’s treasure) with the way his nails were digging into Reo’s milky skin.
His hands slipped down to his hips, teasingly groping the curve of Reo’s ass.
Reo pouted, Nagi almost melted from how adorable it was. Reo was just so cute. So cute that he just wanted to squeeze him and not let go.
Reo rocked his hips, arching his back, his cheeks flushed a dark cherry red color. He took Nagi’s length a little deeper, gasping. He could never reach that far inside with just his fingers- Nagi had to guess that this was unfamiliar territory for the other man.
He began speeding up his movements, moving fast and precise- fucking himself on Nagi’s cock like his life depended on it.
Nagi couldn’t do anything but squirm underneath the prince, getting lost in the feeling of being inside those hot, heavenly walls. The feeling of Reo clenching around his dick was horribly overwhelming- he could feel everything that was happening to him, every single slight movement that Reo did, every rock of Reo’s hips, every single time Reo grinded his hips against him.
He could only think a mantra of Reo’s name… Reo, Reo, Reo.
Reo’s dick drooled when he hit that specific spot inside himself, it was pathetically going along with his movements. It painted Nagi’s stomach and chest with every bounce of his hips, leaking.
His lips were red from being bitten- Reo was doing everything to keep his noises inside (even though he was miserably failing), with his tongue peeking out ever so slightly from between them. His uneven bangs were covering his face, they were drenched in sweat, forcing a seductive air around him.
Nagi accidentally lifted his hips, meeting the halfway point of one of Reo’s thrusts.
Reo’s reaction was almost instant, a hiss escaped his bruised lips, clenching harder around Nagi’s length.
‘’Sei…’’ Reo moaned in between gasps. ‘’I’m the one that’s supposed to be making you feel good, not the other way around.’’
Nagi was trying to control himself- he truly was, but with the way Reo was riding him made it impossible to stay down. He wanted to pin him against the mattress and take him right then and there, shoving his cock as deep inside Reo as it could go, cumming so deep inside him, marking him, his insides would be forced into the shape of Nagi’s cock. But Nagi wouldn’t do that- not this time, at least. He was Reo’s good boy, and being Reo’s good boy meant listening to every single word that he said.
So if Reo wanted to ride him into oblivion, he would let him.
The pace Reo set was becoming more erratic, thrusting his hips harder against Nagi’s cock, forcing it to hit his sweet spot with every bounce. Reo’s moans were becoming sweeter as well, it was obvious he was close.
It was unreasonably hot to have Reo using him as a sex toy, as nothing more than a dildo. Nagi thought this was unbearable, he wanted nothing more than to take control of the situation, make Reo feel even better. But he didn’t do that. He forced himself to stay completely still, the only sign of disobedience being the hands that were wrapped around Reo’s slender waist.
Nagi was content with simply watching Reo above him, studying every single one of Reo’s facial expressions. His tongue was fully lolled out, he was drooling all over himself, sullying his princely outfit. Nagi thought it was unfairly hot. His eyes were rolling to the back of his skull, his cheeks were a bright shed of red. Reo in this moment was the perfect example of total, unfiltered debauchery.
His breathing quickened, he was shaking. His walls were pulsing and tightening around Nagi’s cock unpredictably.
Nagi braced himself, shutting his eyes. With one final well aimed (and totally accidental!) thrust of his cock, he got Reo to come for him.
Reo threw his head back, letting out a serious of increasingly loud pornographic moans. His cock was full and red, completely untouched. He was trembling while shooting a sticky white liquid all over Nagi’s abs.
It was a lot more than Nagi had expected. He thought it would be like last time, only coating his mid-torso. Maybe reaching his chest if Reo got lucky. But it wasn’t like that, Reo’s cum went fully up to Nagi’s collarbone, his entire upper body was decorated with white, semi-transparent streaks.
Reo was gasping heavily, trying to steady himself. He barely managed to lift himself up, just to slip back down on Nagi’s still hard cock.
‘’Reo,’’ Nagi called out, ‘’did you just… squirt?’’
Nagi didn’t even know something like that was possible with guys, so it was kind of amazing to experience it with Reo.
Reo averted his gaze, tilting his head so Nagi couldn’t take a good look at him. ‘’Treasure…’’
He gasped when Nagi thrusted up into him.
Nagi’s self-control was wavering by the second, all he wanted to do was fuck Reo’s tight, wet heat.
The hands that were wrapped around Reo’s thin waist squeezed harder, forcing Reo down on his cock, overpowering him.
Reo let out a wanton moan. ‘’G-good boy. You make me feel so good.
Nagi thrust up into him again, this time harder.
‘’T-thank you, Treasure.’’ Nagi thought that he could see tears spilling down the prince’s cheeks.
‘’Thank you.’’ He was fully sobbing by the time Nagi decided to speed up the pace.
Nagi sat up gently, careful with Reo’s condition. Reo looked even more beautiful up close. He really was an outer worldly beauty. He licked a long stripe from Reo’s cheek all the way up to his chin, kissing the outer corners of his eyes. His tears were salty on his tongue.
More and more tears kept falling down, and Nagi managed to kiss away all of them with effort.
Finally, he pressed his lips against Reo’s. It was chaste, completely sweet, nothing like their previous kiss. It would almost be innocent, if not for what they were doing.
Reo’s lips were soft and pliant, completely accepting.
He held Reo close, pressing their chests together, wrapping his arms around Reo’s muscular back.
‘’Treausre…’’ Reo muttered. ‘’You don’t have to.’’
‘’But I want to.’’ Nagi responded with a kiss to Reo’s forehead.
Nagi’s movements were becoming unstable, he was reaching his own orgasm as well.
He leaned into the crook of Reo’s neck, taking in his sweet scent. He smelled like some sort of foreign flowers, ones that were probably native to this world.
He trailed sweet kisses down Reo’s neck, wrapping his arms tighter around him.
He could feel Reo cumming once again between them from the way he clenched down on his cock. Only a small spurt of transparent liquid being able to come out from his spent cock. It flopped down sadly between his legs, twitching barely.
With a final thrust, Nagi came as well. He filled Reo up to the brim, holding him down on his cock, making sure he couldn’t escape. (Not like Reo wanted to anyways.)
Nagi felt his back hitting the soft, expensive sheets of Reo’s bed. Reo’s body fell down on his own, his warmth comforting. He closed his eyes, letting the drowsiness take him before the world before him became completely black.
‘’Oh, treasure, are you awake?’’
Nagi rubbed his eyes. He felt like he had gotten hit by a bus.
Reo was sitting on the edge of the bed, fiddling around with a hologram (?) that showed off some numbers that Nagi couldn’t see because of the distance between them. It looked almost like a game menu if Nagi had to make a comparison.
He was fully dressed, his hair was perfectly groomed and he looked refreshed. Not like how he was just a few hours (?) ago. Nagi had no idea for how long he had slept.
He noticed that he was cleaned up. He was shirtless, only wearing boxers that he didn’t recognize. They must’ve been a spare pair from Reo.
‘’Look at this.’’ Reo pulled out another hologram, like he was opening a new browser tab, and pointed to a number with text on top of it.
Nagi couldn’t read the foreign alphabet. It wasn’t like anything he had ever seen back at home. He could barely make out the numbers because Reo had slightly zoomed in, but it looked like a few pluses accompanied by numbers.
‘’Look at how this one says +10,’’ Reo zoomed in on it further with his fingers, ‘’this one’s also +10.’’ He swiped on the hologram, ‘’This one’s +20.’’
He smiled. ‘’Don’t you think that’s a great increase to my stats, Sei?’’ Reo mumbled and Nagi dumbly nodded, his brain was emptier than his balls.
‘’That’s a total of a 40-point increase to my strength, speed and agility.’’ Reo beamed, taking down the hologram.
Something in Nagi’s head finally clicked.
This world really was like an MMO….
‘’It looks like receiving your….’’ Reo put his hand on his chin, trying to choose an appropriate word, ‘’essence. Essence orally is a +10 increase to my stats. And receiving it anally is a +20 increase.’’
Nagi nodded again, too tired to do anything.
‘’Oh and one more thing before I let you sleep,’’ Reo reached out into the air, just like when he had pulled out the oil. Nagi recognized it as Reo’s own personal pocket dimension. ‘’When I summoned you, this……’’ Reo looked at the object in his hand, which was obscured in Nagi’s point of view.
‘’This… thing came with you.’’ Reo looked at it like he had no idea what it was. From the corner of his eye, Nagi could see that he was holding it gently, like it was something precious.
‘’I tried using Appraisal on it, but it didn’t really work. All it told me was that it was from another world and that it needs to be watered in about two weeks.’’ Reo shook his head, ‘’I don’t really get what that means….’’
Nagi internally jumped up at that. He finally looked up from the spot where he was laying, putting in all of his effort to do so.
‘’Choki!’’ Nagi leaped out, clinging onto Reo like he was some sort of oversized sloth.
‘’….Choki?’’ Reo asked. ‘’Is that what it’s called?’’
‘’My son!’ Nagi almost cried. He was petting Choki’s flower pot like Choki could feel it.
Reo looked horrified. ‘’Your son….is a plant?’’
He looked at Choki thoughtfully before patting Nagi on the head. ‘’Your world must’ve been scary.’’
Nagi looked up. ‘’Not biologically.’’ He said, too tired to explain the rest. ‘’But that doesn’t matter. You’re his mom now, right Reo?’’ He pulled off his best attempt at puppy dog eyes.
Reo seemed to fall for it, he played with Nagi’s hair.
‘’Sure,’’ he agreed, ‘’I’ll take care of him to the best of my abilities. Just teach me how, Sei.’’