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Shibuya was a blood bath. And Mahito loved it. He loved how pungent the smell of iron rust filled his brain as he walked around, swinging his arms and humming a song he heard earlier when he was with Kenjaku.
His big double toned eyes scanning every corner as he took a turn through the hallways. The white blood stained tiles reflected the light above. A bright smile on his face as he looked for his next victim.
"....We should hurry up."
Mahito's eyes widen as he heard the calm deep voice that he very much remembered. He peeked over slowly to see the blood male in blue shirt, standing with his back turned to him, speaking into something. He pouted his lips as he stared at the man. His eyes falling to the black and white sword Nanami was holding.
"I want it." he said under his breath and stepped away from the wall. And just like a siren rang, Nanami turned around. Mahito saw how the sorcerer tighten his grip on the sword. "Oh hi! I didn't thought you'd be here, seven-to-three!" he waved his hands.
Nanami clenched his jaw and took a step forward, "What is a coward like you doing here? Shouldn't you be in the sewers?"
Mahito gasped dramatically, holding his chest and throwing his head back, "That hurts when you put it like that, seven-to-three." he shook his head, looking at Nanami through his lashes.
"Does it look like I care?"
"Aw, so rude."
Nanami walked to him, his hands clenched around the sword, eyes not leaving the curse. Mahito smirked, he spread his arms like a bird and waited for the sorcerer to hit him. His double toned eyes sparkling under the lights and his stitches a lot more visible as Nanami got more closer to him.
For a second, Mahito felt chills running through his body as Nanami towered over him. He looked up at the taller man, not moving an inch. He felt froze under Nanami's cold glance.
"I can kill you this instant, you know?"
Mahito flinched a little as the sorcerer's voice echoed through his soul. He giggled, almost awkwardly, as his hands sharpen into a knife. Nanami was quick to notice it before the curse could swing it at him. The sorcerer's sword clashed against Mahito's hand, as he delivered a kick to the curse's stomach.
Mahito gasped as his body flew back and hit a wall roughly. Nanami adjusted his glasses as he walked to the curse.
"That hurts, seven-to-three." he pouted, rubbing his head and slowly got up. He flashed his lashes at Nanami. "Why can't you be a little gentle with me?" he shook his head.
"You are a curse, why would I be gentle with you?"
Mahito stepped closer, he looked up at Nanami's eyes through his lashes, he poked the sorcerer's chest and licking his lips slowly as he answered, "You didn't consider that I'm a curse when you were inside me."
Nanami hit his hands away and wrapped his hands around Mahito's neck, backing him to the wall. The curse chuckled and bit down on his lips as Nanami raised him up on the wall as his grip tighten.
"Are you gonna kill me, seven-to-three?"
"I have a name."
Mahito's eyes rolled back as he scratched the wall behind him. He felt air leaving his lungs. He knows that he can kill Nanami in a second if he wants to, but what's the fun in that?
Nanami clenched his jaw and let go off Mahito. The curse coughed as his body landed on the floor roughly. Nanami knelt down to Mahito's level, he tilt his head and tug few strands of Mahito's blue hair behind his ears.
"Can you behave for once?" he caressed the stitches on Mahito's face, his expression softening as the curse looked up at him. "Please?"
Mahito blinked, "No?"
Nanami sighed, putting his sword down and took his glasses off. He cupped Mahito's face with both hands, making the curse look straight at him. His thumb rubbing the stitches gently as he looked into the double toned eyes.
"Mahito... Just this once, please behave?"
The curse shook his head, "I have to listen to Kenjaku. You know that too, seven-to-three."
"Listen to me for once. I'll take you away as I promised. Don't you wanna see Malaysia with me?"
Nanami waited for an answer but the curse stayed quiet. He could hear some rumbling from afar, probably someone coming their ways. He breathed out, letting go off Mahito's face and picked up his sword and glasses as he stood up.
Mahito didn't move an inch from the floor, his eyes stayed focused on the tiles, not looking up at Nanami.
Nanami put his glasses back on and reached his hand out to the curse as he looked over his shoulder to see if anyone is coming. "Come on, let's get out of here."
Mahito shook his head again. He doesn't even know where this emotions are coming from but he felt tears welling in his eyes as his nails dug into his arms and a small sob broke out.
Nanami snapped his head to Mahito as soon as he heard the sob. He cursed underneath his breath and bend down to take Mahito's arms and made him stand up. His grip on the curse's skin rough as he dragged him away before anyone could see them.
Mahito bit down on his lips as Nanami took him far away, stepping down stairs and turning corners. Tears ran down his face as he just let the taller man lead him.
Nanami kicked open the first door he saw. He pushed Mahito inside and closed the door. The curse kept his eyes on the floor as Nanami walked to the sink and put his sword and glasses down on top of it. He looked at his own reflection then at Mahito.
"You wanna go to Malaysia with me, don't you?"
Mahito nodded. Nanami ran a hand through his hair and turned around, leaning against the sink. "Come here, Mahito." The curse licked his dry lips and stepped to Nanami. The sorcerer cupped his face, again. He wiped the tears off his cheeks. "You are pretty when you cry." he said softly.
Mahito turned his eyes away. Nanami chuckled and pulled him closer, pressing their lips together. Mahito rested his hands on Nanami's chest, careful not to hurt the other as he closed his eyes and melt into the kiss. The sorcerer sucked on Mahito's lips as his fingers rubbed circles on his face.
Mahito wanted to cry, but he held it back as he parted his lips to let Nanami taste him. The man licked into his mouth and sucked on his tongue as his hands circled themselves around Mahito's waist, pulling him closer so that their bodies are touching.
Mahito whimpered as he felt Nanami's hardening cock rubbing on his body. He felt like his body was turning into sand as Nanami kissed him. His fingers worked on unbuttoning the blue shirt as Nanami's hands gripped onto his ass. Mahito gasped but was silenced by Nanami's thick tongue being shoved down his throat.
"I'll take you away from here if you'd let me." Nanami broke the kiss, saying. His rough hands squeezing Mahito's ass as he rested his forehead against his. "Please, let's run away... Far, far away from all this."
"Kento..."
Nanami hummed softly.
"I am... Afraid... " Mahito murmured.
Nanami lift his head up. His eyes softening even more as he lift Mahito's chin up, "I promised you that I'll keep you safe, didn't I?" Mahito nodded, "Then why don't you believe it? You don't trust me?"
The curse pouted, his eyes glossing up, "I can't trust humans... What if you want to kill me later? What if they find about this and they make you kill me?" he shook his head as tears rolled down his cheeks, "I don't wanna die. Not from your hand."
Nanami smiled seeing how small and vulnerable Mahito looked right now, he leaned down and pressed a kiss on those trembling lips, silencing his mumbling. "That's why I said that we can run away." he squeezed his ass once more, making the curse gasp, "I can take good care of you for a very long time, you know?"
Mahito looked up through his lashes, his fingers playing with the open buttons on Nanami's shirt. One hands made its way inside, feeling the warmth. "Promise?"
"Yes."
Mahito thought for a second and leaned up to connect their lips together, sucking onto Nanami's lips as he ripped open the shit. The buttons flying off as he moaned into Nanami's lips. The sorcerer didn't hold back either, his hands reached inside Mahito's pants, squeezing a hand full of raw flesh of his ass.
Mahito slide the shirt off Nanami's shoulder and separate from his lips. He didn't wait a second and dropped on his knees, pulling into Nanami's belt, trying to undo it as quick as he can. The sorcerer chuckled at how sloppy the curse was, trying to take his pants off.
"Help me... Kento... " Mahito pouted, tugging on the belt.
Nanami smiled, he ruffled Mahito's hair and unbuckled his belt as fast as he could and threw it on the floor. "Call me Nanami, darling."
Heat rushed to Mahito's cheeks hearing how Nanami addressed him. He nodded, almost shyly and unzipped the sorcerer's pants pulling it down along with the boxers, freeing the hard cock that he very much missed. It sprung out, tapping his nose lightly. He looked up at Nanami, silently asking for permission, which he was granted with a hand on his head, leading him.
He licked the tip, sucking on it softly, eyes shiny and staring right into Nanami's as he took the tip in. Mahito kept his hands nicely on top of his knees as he sucked on the tip like a good boy he is. Pulled away to lick the slit, tasting the pre-cum before going back down, taking more of the cock into his mouth.
Nanami tangled his fingers through the soft blue hair, pulling Mahito more into his cock, letting it go down the curse's throat. Mahito whimpered around the cock. Nanami groaned, throwing his head back, loving the tightens and warmth.
"So good for me, darling."
Mahito shut his eyes and focused on tightening his throat and slowly began to bob his head. He loved how Nanami's thick cock filled his throat exactly in a way that restricted any air from reaching his lungs, it burns so good.
The pleasure he is receive from making Nanami feel good is phenomenal. And the way Nanami praise him made his soul feel full.
Mahito hummed around the cock as Nanami pulled his hair. His eyes rolling back as he took the it all the way down his throat, his nose touched the trimmed hair on Nanami's abdomen.
"Make it nice and wet, darling..."
Mahito moaned, his excitement showing clearing as he started sucking harder and bobbed his head faster. Nanami threw his head back, one hand holding the sink tightly, while other held onto Mahito's hair, gently.
"That's good. So good."
Mahito dug his nails into his thighs, his throat tightening, wanting to make Nanami cum as fast as possible. He opened his eyes and looked up to see the way Nanami's neck bobbed. It was one of the most hottest sight he have ever seen, only second to how he looks when Mahito is riding him.
Nanami thrusted his hips forward without any warning. Mahito gagged and pulled back, coughing at how sudden it way. His throat hurts from how rough the impact was. He held onto his throat as he coughed, glaring at Nanami.
The sorcerer just chuckled and stroked his dick. "Sorry, darling." Mahito scoffed and got up on his feet. He punched Nanami's chest, softly. He looked into his eyes as he took his top off, a smirk on his face as he threw it to the side. Nanami took his wrist, and spun him around, bending him over the sink, not letting the curse try anything else.
"Ow. Kento, that hurts."
Nanami bend over him and bit down on the back on his neck, "I told you to call me Nanami." he bit even harder, making Mahito gasped and arch his back.
"Kento is better."
"No."
"So I'll go back to calling you seven-to-three?"
Nanami landed a hard slap on Mahito's ass and pulled down pants. He smirked and spread those cheeks that was wet for him. He's so thankful for how useful Mahito's curse technique is when it comes to making their sex life so much easier.
"Nanami or nothing."
Mahito looked over his shoulder, a smirk on his lips as he pushed his ass back. "Kento..." he purred, rolling his tongue out, "Kento, I like calling you like that."
Nanami delivered another slap, which only made Mahito moan and arch his back a lot more. "What a brat you are, darling." he wrapped his hands around the curse's ponytail, pulling it back as he rubbed his tip around the wet rim.
"Kento... Please."
Nanami smiled to himself and pushed in slowly, the wet and warm hole engulfing him just like Mahito's mouth earlier. He pulled the curse's hair back, receiving a moan. He thrust in slowly, one hand holding Mahito's stomach, feeling his cock slowly making it's way inside, deep.
"I wish you could get pregnant." he said under his breath as he bottomed out.
Mahito whimpered, "I can make myself a womb if I try... But I highly doubt that the fetus will survive."
Nanami nodded, he knows that he'd never be able to have a child of theirs. But that doesn't mean he'll let Mahito go.
"It's okay... You are more important than anything to me, darling." he leaned down and pressed a kiss on Mahito's neck as he pulled his hips back, "My beautiful darling." he thrust in gently but deeply, making the curse gasp.
Nanami thrust in slowly, maintaining his face as he sucked on the delicate skin of the curse. Mahito bit down on his lips to keep quiet as Nanami dragged his dick slowly in and out of him.
"Kento... Faster... Please... "
"Sure, darling." Nanami lift himself up from Mahito's body and pulled his hair back. "Be quiet for me, alright?" Mahito nodded, circling his ass. Nanami's fingers dug into Mahito's skin as he thrust in faster. The curse gasped feeling the cock deep inside him. It felt as strong like a hit from Nanami's sword.
Mahito dropped his head as his body moved like a doll in Nanami's hands. His little dick hitting on the sink from how rough Nanami thrust into him, it hurts so good. Each thrust felt like a hit straight to his soul. But he knows that Nanami won't hurt him to a point of damage.
Saliva dripped down his mouth as Nanami's cock hit all the spots insider him that made his soul shake. His head filled with goo with each thrust that he was given. Nanami's hands rubbing circles on his skin as he leaned down once more to lick up his spine. Pressing kisses on his stitches.
"So pretty for me... So fucking pretty."
Mahito whimpered hearing Nanami curse like that. It always set his skin on fire whenever Nanami is lost in pleasure and unconsciously says some curse words. He clenched hard around the cock, Nanami groaned and bit down on his skin.
"Kento, please come inside me."
"Yes, darling. Everything that you want." Nanami reached to Mahito's stomach, feeling his cock sliding in and out. He loved feeling himself through Mahito's stomach, it's just so beautiful.
It's so beautiful how close they both are right now.
Mahito whimpered loudly as he pressed down on his stomach as he thrusted in. Nanami chuckled, his pace faster. The restroom echoing the sound of their skin slapping and Mahito's sallow whimpers.
"Arch your back a little more, darling." he pushed down on Mahito's back and the curse obeyed with a moan. "Good boy." he chuckled before resuming his pace.
Mahito was a whimpering mess, his eyes rolling back into his skull as he melted into the pleasure that Nanami was giving him.
He love this human.
"You ready for the final blow, stupid curse?" Nanami asked with a small laugh as his hips shuttered.
Mahito knows what's coming. He cried out shaking his head as a no. Looking over his shoulder, eyes glistening with tears as he begged for mercy.
Their role play.
"I can't let you go, stupid curse." Nanami slapped his ass, hard, "You have to take it all, or I'll have to kill you."
"Don't kill me." Mahito slurred, his eyes so unfocused, face all red and wet from tear and saliva. Truly the sight that Nanami adored the most.
Nanami leaned down and pressed their lips together. His hips thrusting in as fast as he can as his hand wrapped around Mahito's dick, stroking it to make the curse come too.
"I have to kill you today, little curse." he murmured between the kiss. Mahito hummed, nodding in agreement. Nanami pulled away from his lips, "You are my everything, darling."
His hands were soon covered in Mahito's release. He chuckled and stepped down a little, just fast enough to chase his own high, not wanting to overstimulate the curse.
"Nanami... Don't leave me."
"I won't. I promised you."
With few more thrusts, he came deep inside Mahito. His body shaking a little, he leaned on top of Mahito. Just breathing heavily, trying to get his energy back.
Mahito just laid on the there with his jelly like legs. Nanami's weight was suffocating but he loves how close he is. It almost felt romantic or whatever that word Jogo said earlier.
"Kento...?"
Nanami hummed, fingers rubbing circles around Mahito's skin, almost unconsciously, like a habit.
"We are gonna run away right now?"
Nanami stayed silent. He lift himself up from Mahito, pulling out slowly, not wanting to hurt him even if they are done. He slowly helped the curse stand up straight. Mahito's legs were truly gone that the moment Nanami's support was gone, he fell forward onto the sorcerer's chest.
Nanami picked him up and sat him down on the sink. He cleaned himself and Mahito up as good as he can with the paper towels and water.
"Kento... Answer me?"
Nanami sighed out loud, "You promise to behave?"
Mahito nodded.
"Alright. We are going."
A bright smile spread on the curse's face. "Thank you! I can't wait to see Malaysia!"
Nanami nodded and picked up their clothes one by one. "Yeah... Malaysia...."