[Shuji lets go of Akutagawa's wrists - he doubts he'll need to restrain him much from this point on - in order to strip him of his clothes. Shirt, pants, and finally underwear fall in a heap on the floor.
Who needs to move to a bedroom when they have a perfectly good wall?
Shuji spits on his fingers before rubbing around Akutagawa's hole, and then pressing one finger inside. Look, he's even getting preparation. He should be grateful.]
How did you imagine me fucking you? Tell me the details.
[ if akutagawa wasn't sure if something about shuji was different before, he's sure of it now. shuji is always so sweet and demure, even if he was overcome with list or rage or whatever has gotten into him, there's no way that gentle spirit could ever house something this biting and cruel. could it?]
...Is this really you, Shuji? Have I been averting my eyes from the truth of your true nature this whole time?
[ akutagawa just lets his hands fall back against the wall he's pinned to, his resistance absolutely minimal if at all existent. he certainly doesn't resist when shuji begins undressing him. akutagawa doesn't know if he's afraid or still in shock, but his body is shamefully honest. this new shuji, this salacious and forceful one who takes what he wants-- and apparently wants akutagawa... he has akutagawa half hard already, simply from being kissed and talked down to. ]
Shut up. It's none of your business!
[ he seethes from between his teeth. akutagawa's entire body is burning bright red from shame. despite his protest, his thighs spread even more, and he presses down against the slick fingers. he's been fucked enough times by casual strangers that his muscles don't resist with the same stubborn intensity as they would when he was relatively still virginal. shuji's finger slides in easily, and akutagawa ends up clutching shuji's shoulders.
he should push him away. he should shove shuji away or punch him or, or something. anything besides stand here and take all this. but he can't. akutagawa's body is already prickling all over with intimate heat. he couldn't dare voice what his innermost desires are. ]
A few things have changed, but it's still me. I'd say what you've thought about doing to me is my business.
[Shuji is Shuji. He's just lost some of his weaknesses, that's all.
With Akutaga taking the finger so easily, Shuji immediately adds a second, stretching him quickly and efficiently without much thought to Akutagawa's discomfort.]
Or is it your fantasies are too shameful to share? Considering how much you're getting off me degrading you, I wouldn't be surprised.
[ akutagawa gasps when that second finger slides in, the fit a little on the tight side but there’s something so good about being stuffed so roughly. he’s so ashamed of how hard he’s getting by being talked down to and mocked like some ill-mannered slut; he can’t believe how much he’s enjoying being violated like this. he never in a million years would have ever imagined shuji being capable of this kind of thing, but he doesn’t want it to stop.
akutagawa swallows hard, meeting shuji’s eerie gaze. he feels like prey that’s been torn to pieces. ]
I’ve imagined you…sending pictures and videos to me, while I’m at the studio. You’re so good about knowing my schedule, but you tell me you can’t help yourself anymore. That you want me to fuck you so badly it drives you crazy.
[ akutagawa wants to cover his face as he says this, but he has a feeling shuji wouldn’t want that. ]
[Akutagawa's right. On the other hand, his answer is satisfying to Shuji, though he shows it by biting Akutagawa's neck again.]
This must be a dream come true for you. [There's blood on Shuji's teeth when he pulls his face away.] Then I won't keep you waiting any longer.
[He sheds his own clothes, quick and efficient, and spits into his hand. He's hard enough already off Akutagawa's humiliation and need, so him stroking himself with that hand is just to get himself a tiny bit wetter and make things easier for Akutagawa, since he's being good enough to deserve it.]
[ something about those teeth and lips drenched in his blood makes akutagawa even harder, much to his embarrassment. he tries not to squirm and show his excitement to shuji, even though just thinking of being mocked and humiliated even more is arousing. ]
It is... I've wanted you so badly...
[ he tries not to stare blatantly at shuji's dick, but he can't help the molten desire coursing through him, and how it ignites when he realizes he's finally going to have it inside of him. ]
[There's no hiding how excited Akutagawa is now. There never was - this Shuji sees right through him.
With powerful hands, he grips both of Akutagawa's thighs and lifts him up, spreading Akutagawa's legs wide for him. It takes a moment to line himself up with Akutagawa, but when he does find the right angle, he pushes inside in one thrust, pressing Akutagawa's back against the wall.]
Mmm... wrap your legs around me.
[Shuji can support him, he's more than strong enough, but it'll be easier to fuck him against the wall if he doesn't have to keep both hands occupied.]
[ akutagawa is surprised to be jostled and manhandled so easily, but being treated like a little doll meant only to give out pleasure is exhilarating in how pathetic and powerless it makes him feel. his cock gives a slight twitch at the thought of being little more than a fucktoy being indulged in his perverse desires for his friend.
shuji's order almost goes amiss to him, because stuffed full so suddenly and all at once tears a wail out of him, akutagawa's head tilting back and hitting the wall with a painful-sounding thud. it's so good, it's so so good, he feels so full, like he's being stirred up and broken apart bit by bit, and nothing has even happened yet. ]
Yes...
[ with a shaky nod, akutagawa does as told, wrapping his slender legs around shuji, ankles crossing to help himself stay upright and braced against the wall behind him. it's impossible to resist hooking his arms around shuji's shoulders as well, practically clinging to him. shuji must think he's so desperate right now-- but he is, it's not like it wouldn't be true. ]
[Isn't Akutagawa just the picture of need? Clinging to Shuji for support, throwing his head back hard enough to thud against the wall, crying out in pleasure. Desperate for Shuji to fuck him.
Let it not be said that Shuji is completely heartless. Akutagawa and he are friends, aren't they? Shuji will forgive him and give him what he wants.
Shuji pulls back only to thrust forward, over and over, setting a quick and harsh pace that drives Akutagawa into the wall as it drives his cock deep inside him.]
So tight... You've been waiting for me, haven't you? Waiting for my cock to split you open.
[ akutagawa is completely enslaved by the pleasure, all thoughts about decency and what his relationship with shuji should properly entail completely gone from his mind. all he can do is nod and plead pathetically, begging shuji never to stop taking him with the rough and almost violent pace he so deserves. ]
I've always wanted you-- to fill me up...
[ akutagawa breathes out against shuji's ear before groaning again in earnest. ]
Please...touch me...
[ he's so pathetic, what would the illusion of the shuji in his mind think if he saw him like this? akutagawa almost doesn't want to know. ]
[Shuji wraps a hand around Akutagawa's cock, stroking to the same harsh pace as his thrusts. Even if he comes too early, Shuji will keep fucking him through the oversensitivity.
Besides, it doesn't really matter to him whether Akutagawa comes or not, except that it might make Akutagawa even more ashamed of himself.]
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[Shuji lets go of Akutagawa's wrists - he doubts he'll need to restrain him much from this point on - in order to strip him of his clothes. Shirt, pants, and finally underwear fall in a heap on the floor.
Who needs to move to a bedroom when they have a perfectly good wall?
Shuji spits on his fingers before rubbing around Akutagawa's hole, and then pressing one finger inside. Look, he's even getting preparation. He should be grateful.]
How did you imagine me fucking you? Tell me the details.
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...Is this really you, Shuji? Have I been averting my eyes from the truth of your true nature this whole time?
[ akutagawa just lets his hands fall back against the wall he's pinned to, his resistance absolutely minimal if at all existent. he certainly doesn't resist when shuji begins undressing him. akutagawa doesn't know if he's afraid or still in shock, but his body is shamefully honest. this new shuji, this salacious and forceful one who takes what he wants-- and apparently wants akutagawa... he has akutagawa half hard already, simply from being kissed and talked down to. ]
Shut up. It's none of your business!
[ he seethes from between his teeth. akutagawa's entire body is burning bright red from shame. despite his protest, his thighs spread even more, and he presses down against the slick fingers. he's been fucked enough times by casual strangers that his muscles don't resist with the same stubborn intensity as they would when he was relatively still virginal. shuji's finger slides in easily, and akutagawa ends up clutching shuji's shoulders.
he should push him away. he should shove shuji away or punch him or, or something. anything besides stand here and take all this. but he can't. akutagawa's body is already prickling all over with intimate heat. he couldn't dare voice what his innermost desires are. ]
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[Shuji is Shuji. He's just lost some of his weaknesses, that's all.
With Akutaga taking the finger so easily, Shuji immediately adds a second, stretching him quickly and efficiently without much thought to Akutagawa's discomfort.]
Or is it your fantasies are too shameful to share? Considering how much you're getting off me degrading you, I wouldn't be surprised.
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[ akutagawa gasps when that second finger slides in, the fit a little on the tight side but there’s something so good about being stuffed so roughly. he’s so ashamed of how hard he’s getting by being talked down to and mocked like some ill-mannered slut; he can’t believe how much he’s enjoying being violated like this. he never in a million years would have ever imagined shuji being capable of this kind of thing, but he doesn’t want it to stop.
akutagawa swallows hard, meeting shuji’s eerie gaze. he feels like prey that’s been torn to pieces. ]
I’ve imagined you…sending pictures and videos to me, while I’m at the studio. You’re so good about knowing my schedule, but you tell me you can’t help yourself anymore. That you want me to fuck you so badly it drives you crazy.
[ akutagawa wants to cover his face as he says this, but he has a feeling shuji wouldn’t want that. ]
I'm so blessed
This must be a dream come true for you. [There's blood on Shuji's teeth when he pulls his face away.] Then I won't keep you waiting any longer.
[He sheds his own clothes, quick and efficient, and spits into his hand. He's hard enough already off Akutagawa's humiliation and need, so him stroking himself with that hand is just to get himself a tiny bit wetter and make things easier for Akutagawa, since he's being good enough to deserve it.]
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It is... I've wanted you so badly...
[ he tries not to stare blatantly at shuji's dick, but he can't help the molten desire coursing through him, and how it ignites when he realizes he's finally going to have it inside of him. ]
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With powerful hands, he grips both of Akutagawa's thighs and lifts him up, spreading Akutagawa's legs wide for him. It takes a moment to line himself up with Akutagawa, but when he does find the right angle, he pushes inside in one thrust, pressing Akutagawa's back against the wall.]
Mmm... wrap your legs around me.
[Shuji can support him, he's more than strong enough, but it'll be easier to fuck him against the wall if he doesn't have to keep both hands occupied.]
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shuji's order almost goes amiss to him, because stuffed full so suddenly and all at once tears a wail out of him, akutagawa's head tilting back and hitting the wall with a painful-sounding thud. it's so good, it's so so good, he feels so full, like he's being stirred up and broken apart bit by bit, and nothing has even happened yet. ]
Yes...
[ with a shaky nod, akutagawa does as told, wrapping his slender legs around shuji, ankles crossing to help himself stay upright and braced against the wall behind him. it's impossible to resist hooking his arms around shuji's shoulders as well, practically clinging to him. shuji must think he's so desperate right now-- but he is, it's not like it wouldn't be true. ]
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Let it not be said that Shuji is completely heartless. Akutagawa and he are friends, aren't they? Shuji will forgive him and give him what he wants.
Shuji pulls back only to thrust forward, over and over, setting a quick and harsh pace that drives Akutagawa into the wall as it drives his cock deep inside him.]
So tight... You've been waiting for me, haven't you? Waiting for my cock to split you open.
[He need wait no longer.]
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I've always wanted you-- to fill me up...
[ akutagawa breathes out against shuji's ear before groaning again in earnest. ]
Please...touch me...
[ he's so pathetic, what would the illusion of the shuji in his mind think if he saw him like this? akutagawa almost doesn't want to know. ]
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[Shuji wraps a hand around Akutagawa's cock, stroking to the same harsh pace as his thrusts. Even if he comes too early, Shuji will keep fucking him through the oversensitivity.
Besides, it doesn't really matter to him whether Akutagawa comes or not, except that it might make Akutagawa even more ashamed of himself.]