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“I can't believe I let you talk me into this,” Nagisa says as he looks around th club. Sweaty bodies gyrate to the pounding bass, most of them in various states of unclothed, some are even in the middle of some kind of sexual act and Nagisa can already feel his face heating up as he tries to find somewhere safe to look. Thankfully, because of the club's low lighting, no one is likely to notice.
“Nagisa, you need to lighten up!” Kayano tells him, nudging him in the ribs. “When was the last time you let lose?”
“There's letting lose and then there's that,” Nagisa mumbles, more to himself than to Kayano, as his eyes catch sight of a girl with glasses and clamps on her nipples being held down by one woman while being eaten out by another.
“Oh don't be such a prude,” she laughs.
“How did you even find out about this place?” he asks, ignoring her.
“A friend told me,” she replies, “and, of course, a soon as I heard about it I had to come along and see what was going on. As you can see, this place does not disappoint.”
“How many times have you been here?” Nagisa asks, catching the slightly perverted grin that has spread over her face.
“Enough to know who best to get fucked by.”
“Oh...”
Kayano is an over-sharer on the best of days but, while she is his best friend and he will happily listen to her moan about her last boyfriend or spill the tea about people from her office he's never met, he draws the line at knowing the finer details of what she does in bed... or in a sex club apparently. She, on the other hand, respects no such boundaries and will try and worm out any possible secret he might have especially when it comes to his sex life.
“There's a guy here who is apparently the best dom around,” she says, changing the subject.
“Right...” Nagisa says looking away from a man with fluffly lookig ginger hair getting his face fucked by a dark haired man, pretending that his ears didn't instantly prick up at the word 'dom'. He prides himself on having a pretty good poker-face, as pointless as that is considering that Kayano has already managed to get him to admit that he's into BDSM and made the observation that he's 'so obviously a sub'.
“You should find him and get on it. It's been months since you and Asano broke up and it's high time you got over it.”
“I am over it,” Nagisa tells her. It's mostly the truth but it's hard to really let go of someone when every conversation he has his mother involves her asking him when the two of them are going to get back together. “I don't need to have sex with a stranger to prove it.”
“I think you should, the guy is hot.”
“You've seen him?” Nagisa asks, suddenly sounding interested despite himself.
Kayano nods. “He has a smile to die for and he's about a foot taller than you so that's a nice bonus.”
“Yeah someone to make me feel like a short-ass,” Nagisa grumbles.
“Yeah but you are a short-ass,” Kayano grins.
Huffing an exhale through his nose Nagisa rolls his eyes. “Well what are you going to be doing while I'm supposedly seeing this guy?”
“Him,” Kayano replies nodding her head over at a man with no shirt on reclining on a sofa, dark hair at the crown of his head and slightly lighter underneath. Nagisa has to admit he does look like he could give someone a right royal seeing to and make them scream in the best way possible, even if the expression on his face is a little scary – maybe that's all part of his charm. “If you really don't want to get on anyone that's fine, you don't have to, but I bought you here for a reason. You deserve to get fucked by someone who knows how to treat their partner and I also came to have a good time so I'm gonna go get my weekly fill of prime meat-head dick.”
“You go,” Nagisa chuckles. “I'll be fine, I'll find some way to amuse myself.”
“Okay, I'll come find you later,” Kayano says tossing him a wink. “His room is that way if you're interested,” she adds, pointing off to a door with a sign that simply says 'Red'.
Nagisa watches as she bounds off towards the guy on the sofa, who actually cracks a smile when he sees her before pulling her into his lap and then a tongue heavy kiss. It's barely even a second before one of his huge hands slips down her back to cup her ass and Kayano looks like she's loving every second. Looking away to give her some privacy (despite the fact that she's in a crowded room full of people) Nagisa tries to find somewhere else to put his eyes. Unfortunately for him everywhere he tries to look seems to have someone somewhere on the way to an orgasm in front of him. Not that he's one to shy away from sex, it's more that Nagisa is jealous of everyone here being totally fine with having sex out in the open, knowing that he'd never have the confidence to do that. It looks as if that dom Kayano was talking about is in private room so he wouldn't be in front of other people...
Before he properly realises what's happening he's crossing the room to the door marked 'Red'. Feeling as if he has a huge spotlight on him he has a quick glance around the club again aas he reaches the door. Obviously no one is paying attention to him, they're all too busy enjoying themselves with their respective partners, something Kayano would tell him he should be doing. It's an experiment he thinks. Just a simple experiment to see what it's like and I'm here so I might as well go for it. Taking a deep breath before opening it he realises that, yes, this is actually happening and goes inside.
The room is not what he had expected at all (not that he really knows what he expected but this was not it). Where he had assumed he would see this dom surrounded by sex toys there sits a blonde girl at a desk, reading a book. She looks up when she hears the sudden noise from the club outside, it being instantly cut off a second later when Nagisa closes the door. She smiles at him and Nagisa does feel himself relax slightly. This is probably better he thinks to himself. Rather than just being faced with someone he's about to fuck there's someone else there as well, someone with a friendly face.
“Hi,” she says, still smiling at him. “You here to see Red?”
“Um... yeah,” Nagisa replies shyly. Thankfully the lighting in here is also dim so hopefully she won't see just how flushed his face is.
“Great,” she says and waves him over. “Don't be shy, I'm not going to bite. That's Red's job.”
“Okay.” Aware that he's being called out for hanging around the door Nagisa makes his way over to her desk.
The woman stands up to meet him and holds out her hand for him to shake. “I'm Nakamura.”
“I'm... ah...” Stopping just shy of giving his actual name Nagisa realises that he should have thought about some kind of pseudonym before actually speaking. He should have thought about a lot of thing before coming into the room but he didn't.
“Don't worry,” Nakamura tells him. “You don't have to give me your real name if you don't want to.”
“Okay,” Nagisa says, breathing a sigh of relief.
“So you're looking to have a session with Red?” Nakamura asks, sitting back down a pulling a small stack of papers towards her.
“Yeah,” Nagisa replies sounding a lot more calm and collected than he actually feels.
“Okay great,” she says. “So I'll go through the paperwork with you out here and then you can go through to him.” She jerks her head towards another door and it suddenly dawns on Nagisa that of course this guy isn't suddenly going to jump out and surprise him – he's not actually in this room.
“Paperwork?” Nagisa asks. Still feeling a bit like a complete novice he's almost certain that this isn't something that normally happens.
“Yeah,” Nakamura replies, “these experiences can be quite intense, depending on what you ask for, so Red has a few rules that he wants to set down before getting started to keep everyone involved having a good time.”
“Right.” That sounds promising...
“So,” she begins picking up a piece of paper, “firstly are you aware of any medical conditions that could possibly hinder or be exacerbated by any kind of bondage play or any injuries sustained during the past six days?”
“No.” Nagisa shakes his head feeling as if he's aobut to give blood.
“Great,” Nakamura says with a smile. “Secondly, Red has a safeword – it's mercy – and you're free to use this at any point during your session. If at any point you feel uncomfortable, light-headed or just want to stop use that. You're not obligated to do anything, even if it's something you've previously agreed to with me. This isn't legally binding so if you say yes to something now but when you're in there you're not okay with it you are allowed to stop. Okay?”
“Okay,” Nagisa says, nodding. That's comforting. That's very comforting. He's not a novice when it comes to this kind of stuff but he's never done it with a complete stranger before and knowing that it's a controlled environment is very helpful.
“We will go over this in the next section, if that is even something you want, but if you do want any photos or videos taken during the session you will be given all copies at the end and then watch the originals be deleted.”
“Okay.” It seems like the only thing that Nagisa is able to say but he's too busy processing things. He didn't expect to be run through a list of rules and regulations before getting fucked by a stranger, having said that everything that Nakamura is telling him is helping him relax.
“And lastly after the scene there will be a period of aftercare and Red provides food, is there anything you're allergic to or any other dietary requirements we should know about?”
“No, thank you,” Nagisa replies shaking his head.
“On the same topic have you eaten enough today?” Nakamura asks. “We don't want you passing out on us because you're hungry.”
“Oh, no I'm fine.”
“Great,” Nakamura says with a smile. “And you understand everything I've read out to you?”
“I do, yes.”
“That is great,” she says handing him a piece of paper and a pen. “If you can sign here to say that I've read all this out and you're happy with it before proceeding.”
Nagisa takes the pen and swiftly signs the bottom of the paper before handing it back to her. “Is that everything?”
“There's this list of kinks,” she says handing him another sheet of paper, “which you can go through with me out here or with him in there.”
Oh god!
The idea of having to go through an extensive list of kinks with the guy that's going to be actually fulfilling them makes Nagisa's head spin. “I'll do that out here if that's okay?”
“That's absolutely fine,” she say. “It's often easier that way, sometimes he can be kind of intimidating when you first meet him.”
Nagisa doesn't know what to say to that so turns his attention to the list in front of him. Those at the top are relatively simple – blindfolds, gags, spanking – and getting progressively heavier and heavier the further down the page. As soon as Nagisa sees gaping he freaks out and stops reading, ticking a few simple ones at the top that he already knows he likes before handing the sheet back to Nakamura.
“So... er... with that...” he gestures to the paper.
“If you come back and want to update it we'll give you another,” she tells him. “Neither of these will be kept after tonight so there's nothing that will get back to you.”
“Okay.”
“So go through that door and Red's all yours.” She scribbles something on the bottom of his kink list that he can't quite see, folds it in half and hands it back to him. “Give this to him and he'll sort you out. Have fun!”
“Thank you,” Nagisa says, smiling before going over to the door she indicated. He doesn't feel anywhere near as nervous and even sneaks a quick glance at what she wrote on the bottom of the page.
He's shy, be nice.
So it's painfully clear that he's a nervous wreck, like a virgin sacrifice heading to the slaughter. He even knocks on the door before going in and realises that he couldn't be any more of a fucking loser if he tried! No sound comes through the door so he opens it and goes through, closing the door behind him before looking round. The room is a lot more what he thought the first would be like: a table filled with various sex toys and lubricants, a spanking bench and even a St. Andrew's Cross in the corner. He allows himself a moment to look round before his eyes find the man lounging on a sofa, looking so cool and collected, the complete opposite of how Nagisa feels. When their eyes meet the man smiles at him and the bottom drop out of Nagisa's stomach.
Oh my god, he's gorgeous!
“Hi,” the man – Red – says.
“Hi,” Nagisa says and he's very aware that his voice sounds a lot more breathy than it usually does.
“You here for a session?” Red asks.
Nagisa nods, voice momentarily having failed him. Clearing his throat he tries again. “Yeah.”
“Great,” Red says, that smile that is making Nagisa's heart flutter still on his lips. “You spoken to Nakamura?”
“Yeah,” Nagisa replies, then suddenly remembering the paper in his hand goes over to where Red is and hands it to him. The tips of Red's fingers brush the back of Nagisa's hand as he takes the paper and Nagisa feels a jolt shoot up his spine, heat pooling in his gut. Keeping it together is going to be harder than he first thought.
Red unfolds the paper and casts his eyes over what Nagisa has ticked before nodding. “Okay great, I can work with this. Do you want to sit down and we can talk first? Sometimes it helps if you're a bit nervous.”
“Am I that obvious?” Nagisa asks although the tense chuckle he lets out as he says that makes it painfully clear.
“It's fine,” Red says, shifting over to make room for him. “If you're new to this you're bound to be.” He pats the space between then and Nagisa sits down. The close proximity really isn't helping his nerves but he's not shaking so he must be doing something right. “So Nakamura went through the safeword with you?”
“Yeah,” Nagisa replies. “Mercy.”
“Good,” Red says, a slick grin tugging at the corners of his lips as he closes the distance between them. Taking hold of Nagisa's chin he tilts his face up so that he can get a good look at him, running his thumb over Nagisa's bottom lip. “Because unless you say mercy, I will show you none.”
Nagisa can't stop the soft whimper that sounds in the back of his throat as the heat that has been pooling in his gut begins to flare, spreading through his body. That earns him a spine melting chuckle as Red releases his face and sits back. Nagisa's lips feel like their tingling already and this doesn't bode well for him. If he's this needy already this guy is going to turn him into a puddle of goo by the end of the night. He reaches up to brush his lips with the tips of his fingers, his body seemingly frozen in place.
“You alright?” Red asks, reaching over and placing a hand on Nagisa's shoulder.
“Yeah,” Nagisa says jumping back to himself. “Sorry, I'm... I've never done anything like this before.”
“That's okay,” Red says. “I'll take things slowly tonight.”
“Thank you.” Heat creeps up the back of Nagisa's neck. Red is handsome, incredibly handsome, just Nagisa's type and (even though he would never tell Kayano this) he kind of wants to see just how much taller than him this man is.
“Do you have a name cutie?” Red asks.
“Um...” Nagisa blinks at him. Did he just call me cute?
“You don't have to give me your real name if you don't want to,” Red adds quickly. “Just something that I can call you for the night, unless you'd like me to pick for you?”
“What would you pick?” Nagisa asks. It feels easier to give the choice to Red rather than do it himself.
“Well,” Red says after a moment's thought, “you ticked name calling so how about slut?” He leans forward to whisper that in Nagisa's ear and a shiver jolts down the length of his spine, his breath audibly hitches. “You like that?” Red asks, fingertips gently running up and down the inside of Nagisa's thigh.
“Yes,” Nagisa gasps, his voice more breath than word.
“Yes sir,” Red corrects, slipping into a new dominant persona. “You will address me as sir tonight or you'll be punished.”
“Yes sir.”
“Good boy, you're learning,” Red says with a chuckle. “Are you ready to get started?”
“Yes sir.”
Red gets to his feet and holds out his hand, pulling Nagisa off the sofa when he takes it and Nagisa actually has to look up into his face. He's not overly happy with his diminutive stature at five foot three but this man must be at least a foot taller than him and it makes his insides feel gooey. Swallowing, he hopes that he's not blushing too much already. He's never had someone have this much of an effect on him so quickly and it's quite disconcerting but he's not going to question it too much, he's just going to sit back and try to enjoy the ride.
“Now take your clothes off and I'll get you tied up, okay,” Red says.
“Okay,” Nagisa nods hurriedly. Head spinning slightly he strips himself down completely till he's naked in the middle of the room.
When Red turns back to him tawny eyes rake over Nagisa's body approvingly. “Very nice,” he says.
“Thank you.” He's never been good at taking compliments but tonight he's going to have to be seeing as he did tick the 'praise' box on a bit of a whim.
“Turn around and put your arms behind your back, hands on your elbows,” Red instructs and Nagisa instantly does as he's told. It's a strange sensation having someone tie him up like this but Red is so gentle, his fingers brushing Nagisa's skin reassuringly with every movement. Even this gentle treatment would be enough to get him hard if he wasn't already, thankfully Red hasn't drawn attention to it yet. Nagisa knows he will though, he'll be teased for being so needy and desperate and that thought makes the whole thing so much better.
“How does that feel?” Red asks once he's done. “Not too tight?”
“No it's great,” Nagisa replies. When he'd tried this once before with his last boyfriend it had been kind of painful because neither of them knew what they were doing but this feels fantastic.
“Good, we're going to start properly now so if you need to stop at any point just say mercy and I will stop,” Red tells him.
“Sure.”
The hand that has been gently running through his hair is suddenly harsh, pulling Nagisa's head back. Teeth graze his earlobe and he can feel Red's hot breath against his skin. “Then get on your knees slut.”
“Yes sir,” Nagisa says and instantly drops to the floor in front of Red. He was already a good deal taller than him before but now he practically towers over him. The smirk on his lips is intoxicating and Nagisa's heart is pounding in his chest.
Red kneels down in front of him and takes hold of Nagisa's chin again, tilting his face upwards. “You sure are a cute little slut, aren't you.”
“Thank you sir,” Nagisa replies, already knowing that he wants to be good for this guy. Maybe another time he could try at being a brat (because there's most definitely going to be a next time if he's already this worked up and they've barely even begun) but for tonight he's going to be th perfect sub.
“And so polite too,” Red chuckles. “Bet you'd beg for me to shove my cock between those pretty lips of yours wouldn't you.”
“Yes sir,” Nagisa says, breathless. “Please I want it.”
“Now, now let's not get impatient shall we,” Red says. “If you want cock then you're going to have to work for it.”
Oh god! This guy is too good!
Nagisa already wants him to just roughly shove his cock down his throat but he knows it's not going to be that simple. The glint in Red's eyes is sadistic, it makes Nagisa's stomach jolt in anticipation. Red is going to fucking wreck him and he so desperately wants that. Looking up at him, mostly to gauge the reaction, Nagisa makes a show of licking his lips, leaving them parted when he's done. That smirk is back on that handsome face again and he knows that he's got Red's interest. He strips off his shirt and tosses it onto the sofa before going back to gently running his fingers through Nagisa's hair.
“Well, well, well it looks like I got myself a fast learning little whore,” Red says, pulling Nagisa's face closer so that it's pressed against his crotch. Nagisa can feel the outline of his erection against his cheek, that realisation alone sending a shiver through him. “Has anyone ever told you that you're absolutely beautiful?” Red asks.
Whether he actually means that or is just saying that as part of the scene Nagisa doesn't know but he just about manages to nod. “Yes sir.” People have told him, numerous times but it's never made him feel quite like this before.
“Of course they have, you'd have to be blind not to see it,” Red observes. “I can't wait to see just how beautiful you look with my cock stretching your pretty lips open.”
“Please sir,” Nagisa groans.
“You want me to fuck your throat?” Red asks. “Want me to cover your face in come, mark you up as mine?”
Nagisa whimpers softly as he nods. For the last few minutes Red has been gently rubbing his clothed cock against Nagisa's face and he so wants for that barrier of clothing to be gone. “Please sir, I want it.”
The hand in his hair moves down to take hold of his chin, tilting his face up so that he has to look up at Red, not that he would be looking anywhere else. “You're mine tonight, do you understand?”
“Yes sir,” Nagisa replies, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Mine to do with what I desire,” Red continues as if Nagisa hadn't spoken. “If I want to use you as a cock sleeve and leave you on edge for the rest of the night then I will do that.” Pausing briefly to chuckle at the visible shudder that runs through Nagisa's body, he gives the hair tangled around his fingers a gentle tug. “Now, be a good little slut, open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”
Instantly Nagisa complies, eyes still fixed on Red's face. The hand leaves his hair and Red slides his middle finger and ring finger into Nagisa's mouth, rubbing them along his tongue and the sensation has Nagisa groaning softly as Red completely dominates his mouth. Being used like this makes his cock twitch and he's pretty sure that Red is watching it intently. Red takes hold of Nagisa's tongue, another show of dominance, and holds it for a moment.
“Now that's a phenomenal sight,” he marvels. “You'd do anything I told you to if it meant that you would get cock faster, wouldn't you?”
Nagisa simply whines in response not trusting himself to be able to talk and, considering that Red is holding his tongue, he doesn't know if he would be able to. This, however, does not seem to please the man towering above him.
“I asked you a question, slut, are you going to answer me or do I have to punish you?”
“Yes sir,” Nagisa says. It's garbled and broken and makes his face burn with embarrassment but it gets Red smirking at him again so obviously he's happy.
“Good boy,” Red says and Nagisa isn't too proud to admit that the praise makes his cock twitch between his legs once again.
Still holding on to Nagisa's tongue Red reaches down with his other hand to undo his jeans and pulls out his cock. Without another word Red lets go of Nagisa's tongue, wiping the saliva coating his fingers across Nagisa's cheek, and replaces them with his cock. A moan instantly leaves Nagisa's throat as Red just lets his cock sit against his tongue, not moving his hips and keeping him in place with a hand in his hair.
“Now that is a fucking beautiful sight,” Red says. “You look like you were made to suck cock. Relax your throat for me, I'm going to fuck it.”
Nagisa does as he's told, keeping his mouth open as wide as he can to fit in as much of Red as he can as Red begins to thrust his hips forward, pushing himself into Nagisa's mouth. Having a cock stretching his lips open wide feels fucking amazing and before he knows it Nagisa is dizzy with pleasure, the sensation of being used causing him slip into a tingly, floaty space inside his head that he's never been in before.
“Fuck look at you,” Red says, his breath hitching as Nagisa swallows around him. “You really were made to suck cock, you look stunning with your lips stretched around me like this. If I could stay like this forever, with my cock in your mouth I would.”
His words drag a moan from the back of Nagisa's throat and he knows that Red felt it by the way his hand tightens in his hair. The way he's being used like this is such a turn on but before he has the chance to fall over the edge and come simply from being Red's fuck toy the grip on his hair is used to pull Nagisa's head off his cock, leaving him gasping for breath. His head is still spinning as he stares up at Red, desperate for some kind of praise for the blow job.
“Holy shit, you give amazing head,” Red marvels and Nagisa can't help but preen at the praise. “If I'd have known this before I wouldn't have made you beg for it, I'd have shoved my cock in your fucking mouth right from the start.”
Nagisa almost can't believe that the resulting moan is from him – it's so filthy and sounds as if it's been lifted straight out of a porn film – but he can't help himself. He wants Red, he wants Red's cock and, more than anything, he wants Red's cock buried deep in his ass. Just about managing to look into Red's eyes Nagisa feels as if his heart if going to burst out of his chest with how fast it's pounding.
“Please...” he just about manages to gasp, his voice raspy from throat abuse.
“Please what slut?” Red asks, kneeling down and getting close so that he and Nagisa are nose to nose.
“Please...” Nagisa tries again but he voice gives out on him again, the rest of the sentence being replaced by a groan as Red reaches over to tease the head of his cock with his thumb.
“Please what?” Red asks again. “Answer me properly or I'll leave you like this for the rest of the night.”
“No!” Nagisa begs. The idea of an orgasm being snatched away from him at the last second is more than he can bear. Too desperate to care that it's obvious to Red how much he wants him Nagisa swallows, desperate to try and get his voice working again. “Please fuck me...”
That smirk is back. That smug, self satisfied smirk that on anyone else Nagisa would want to punch them but on Red it makes his knees weak and his desire spike. Taking hold of his chin Red tilts his face up and pulls him into a tongue heavy kiss that has Nagisa's eyes snapping open before he relaxes into it and lets them slip closed.
“Good boy,” Red says when he pulls back. “I knew I'd get that out of you sooner or later, you're way too easy to read. You're so obvious about how much you want me, I bet if I told you to spread your legs for me wherever we were you'd do it like the good little whore that you are. Wouldn't you?”
“Y... yes sir,” Nagisa stammers. There's no point in denying it, he would.
“Fuck, you're so good,” Red groans. “Alright, slut, I'll give you exactly what you want, I'll fuck you so hard it will make your head spin and no other cock will ever be enough for you. I'll make you addicted to me, desperate for me and so that you can't think of any one else when you jerk off alone in your room.”
“Oh fuck, yes!”
Nagisa's breath is coming out in pants, his entire body trembling with pleasure and anticipation. Eyes fixed on him he watches as Red goes over to the table in the corner to retrieve lube and a condom. It's only then that it hits him that this is actually happening. He's actually going to get fucked by this beautiful man and he can't fucking wait. The way that he's openly staring seems to have caught Red's attention because his deep chuckle reaches Nagisa's ears.
“My god you really are desperate,” Red says, kneeling down behind him. “Don't worry slut, you'll get what you want, I just need to prepare you properly first, I'll have to stretch your cute little ass all the way out.”
The sound of lube being squirted out of a tube just about registers with Nagisa before the first of Red's fingers slips inside him. Nagisa reminds himself to breath as Red stretches him open adding a second, third and then finally a fourth finger. He wasn't kidding about stretching him all the way out...
“Please,” he gasps as Red's fingers just brush his prostate. “Please, I'm ready, please just fuck me.”
“You think you're ready?” Red asks.
“Yes sir!” Nagisa cries, actual tears of pleasure stinging the corners of his eyes.
“So demanding,” Red chuckles. “I think I should teach you a lesson in patience, leave you like this for a little longer so that you really learn to appreciate an orgasm, but the way you're clenching around my fingers... Fuck! I want to feel you clenching around my cock too badly to keep you on edge.”
Trying not to whine at the loss of those fingers Nagisa bites his lip and waits as he hears first the condom packet opening and then the lube being squirted out. Finally he catches the sound of Red slicking up his cock so he casts a glance over his shoulder, skin prickling in anticipation. Swallowing, hyper aware of evey tiny movement, he feels the tip beginning to push into him, the sensation makes him bite his lip on another whine. He wants it hard and fast but Red is taking his time with him, probably to infuriate him further because it feels like it takes forever for him to feel Red's hips pressed against his ass.
“Wow...” Red gasps, clearly impressed. “I didn't think you'd be able to take me considering how much of a twink you are but you've proved me wrong slut, well done.”
“Fuck!” Nagisa cries, the word almost dragged from his throat as Red's grip on his hips holds him still. On a reflex he tightens slightly and that earns him a delicious hiss from the man behind him.
“Fuck me,” Red groans letting his head fall forward so that Nagisa can feel the slight tickle of his fringe on his skin. “Fuck, do that again and I might just end this a little too soon. You're so fucking tight!”
Biting down on his bottom lip Nagisa tries to keep control of himself even though he wants nothing more than to beg for Red to plough into him at a furious pace. His head is already spinning and he feels as if he might die if Red doesn't start thrusting soon. “Please...” he just about manages to gasp.
It seems that Red needs no more encouragement than that as he pulls all the way out so that only the tip is left in before slamming back in. The pace he sets is hard and fast – just what Nagisa wanted and the way that amazing cock fills him up makes him feels as if he's going to go completely crazy. It only makes matters worse when he feels Red's hot breath in his ear again, teeth grazing hiss ear lobe before he speaks.
“You've been such a good slut for me, spreading your legs, taking my cock so well, you want to be rewarded don't you?” he asks.
“Please,” Nagisa all but cries. He wants it, he's so desperate for it and he's so close to the edge he feels like he might go crazy. If Red doesn't let him come soon then he might pass out as he can feel him pulsing inside him. Please... please let me come... As if his prayers are answered Red's hand snakes around his hips and he begins to jerk him off. Nagisa arch his back and cry out, eyes squeezing shut as he all but screams.
“That's it, me cute little whore,” Red purrs in his ear, “come for me.”
As if on command Nagisa does. His entire body goes rigid as, a few pumps of Red's hand later, he explodes. Eyes clenched shut and mouth open in a silence scream he feels as if there is fire coursing through his veins, some even escaping out the tip of his cock to paint his stomach, the floor and Red's hand. Chest heaving as he gasps for breath, Nagisa falls boneless in Red's arms, just about feeling him exploding inside the condom a few thrusts later. That was the most mind-blowing orgasm of his life and he wants nothing more than to drift off into oblivion for the rest of the night, utterly exhausted.
What happens next he doesn't expect though and his fucked out brain just about registers that it's happened. Red takes hold of his chin, turns his face so that they're nose to nose and kisses him, hard. It's a kiss that steals Nagisa's breath away, once again making his eyes pop open before they slip closed. He moans softly into the kiss, he wants to be able to touch Red; stroke his fingers through his hair and pull him close so that he can enjoy the feeling of Red's tongue against his for longer. Finally the kiss breaks and Red leans his forehead against Nagisa's shoulder.
“Wow,” he pants as he also fights to catch his breath, “that was fucking amazing.”
“Yeah...” Nagisa agrees his voice breathy as he tries to get his foggy brain to work again. He can just about feel Red undoing the rope binding him, allowing a small whimper to escape his throat when Red pulls out. Surprisingly gently and with an ease Nagisa would have been embarrassed by had he been completely in his right mind Red picks him up and takes him over to the sofa where he lies him down.
Letting Nagisa's head rest in his lap Red sits down with him, gently running his fingers through Nagisa's sweaty hair. As nice as it feels Nagisa slowly comes to the realisation that their time together is over and that he should probably make himself scarce before Red has anyone else come to see him. He tries to push himself up but his arms are still a little jelly from the intensity of his orgasm and he ends up falling back down into Red's lap.
“Where do you think you're going?” Red chuckles, his fingers moving from Nagisa's hair to trail up and down his arm.
“I was going to go,” Nagisa replies, feeling a little ridiculous. “You're probably busy...”
“Don't you worry about me,” Red says. “I've got all the time in the world. You just experienced something very intense and your body is going to need time to recover. So you're staying here until you can walk again without falling over.”
Nagisa allows himself to smile, he's not quite used to receiving this level of gentle treatment after sex, even from previous boyfriends. “Okay.”
So they talk; Nagisa lies there and let's Red take care of him, enjoying the closeness. In the end it takes twenty minutes and a sandwich for Nagisa to completely come back to himself. When he is able to stand again Red helps him to his feel, helps him dress and then takes him to the door that leads back out to the rest of the club. Thankfully Nakamura isn't watching when Red leans down and presses a soft kiss to Nagisa's lips before he opens the door.
“Come and see me again sometime.”
“Okay,” Nagisa replies, unable to keep the smile off his face. Red throws him a last wink before he closes the door and Nagisa's heart flutters, weak at the knees. As he stands there his foggy brain just about remembers that he came here with Kayano and he should probably try to find her at some point. He was in there with Red for what felt like hours so she's probably finished with her man. However when he turns round to begin looking for her in the sea of bodies he finds her standing right behind him, a huge grin on her face.
“Have fun?” she asks.
“I don't know what you're talking about,” he replies, trying to pretend that he has some dignity even though he knows she saw what door he just came out of.
“Oh Nagisa, you can't fool me,” she teases, poking him softly in the stomach. “I know that look anywhere, that's the look of someone who's just had a good, hard fucking.”
“Well maybe,” Nagisa says, blushing. “Can we get out of here? I'm kinda tired.” A change of subject might get her to drop it (unlikely: it's Kayano, she very rarely drops something that she's interested in).
“Okay,” she smiles and takes his arm. “So how was it?” she asks as the two of them walk out of the club and head over to where Kayano parked her car.
“Fucking amazing!” Nagisa replies.
“Hey, so I'm going to that club again tonight do you want to join me?” Kayano asks Nagisa a week later. After getting a brief explanation of how amazing the sex with Red was Kayano hasn't teased him openly, in public (just through text and private messaging) and Nagisa is very thankful for that.
“I can't tonight,” he replies.
“Aww why not?” Kayano pouts. “I thought you would have jumped at the chance to get back on Red's dick.”
“Say that louder why don't you,” Nagisa grumbles casting a glance around as the two of them get into Kayano's car but it doesn't seem as if anyone noticed in the slightest.
“So why won't you come?” she asks, persisting as she starts the engine and pulls away.
“I'm meeting my new flat mate tonight as I kinda want to stay in the whole night to make sure that everything is okay.” It's a perfectly reasonable explanation, despite the fact that he also does kind of want to go back and see Red again.
“How come you haven't actually met them before?” Kayano asks.
“Both of us have been super busy at the exact same time that the other is free so it just hasn't worked out,” Nagisa says with a shrug. “It's kind of annoying as I would have liked to meet him beforehand but it can't be helped.”
“It's probably more annoying that you need to get someone to help you out with the rent in the first place,” Kayano sighs. “I can't believe Asano would just break up with you and leave you in the middle of a lease.”
“Yeah well... that is what's happened,” Nagisa says, shrugging again. “Besides this guy seems like he might be fun, he's got a good sense of humour.”
“You know what you should do,” Kayano says with a wicked grin.
“Please don't say sleep with him,” Nagisa begs, rolling his eyes.
“Why not?”
“Because, and I can't stress this enough, I can't afford for this guy to suddenly up and leave as well, I can't pay for this place on my own.”
“Fine,” Kayano sighs. “If you change your mind about tonight though let me know.”
“I will, I promise,” Nagisa replies.
“Have fun with your new flatmate tonight,” Kayano says as as she pulls up outside the block of flats Nagisa lives in. “Text me and let me know how it all goes.”
“I will.”
“And please fuck him if he's hot.”
“I'm not doing that.”
“Fine, your loss,” Kayano sighs theatrically as he gets out of the car. “See you later.”
“Bye.” Nagisa waves to her as she drives off before going inside.
He has to admit that he's nervous about meeting this guy. It's unlikely that he's going to turn out to be anything other than the nice guy that he seemed to be in the messages they were sending each other but there's no way of knowing that until they actually meet. As he unlocks the door of his flat and steps inside he notices the boxes, there are still a few out in the hallway and his stomach fills with nervous anticipation. Closing the door Nagisa heads over to the room that is now no longer vacant, ready to meet his new flat mate. The sound of the door shutting must have alerted him to the fact that he is no longer alone as before Nagisa can finish picking his way over boxes a voice calls out.
“Hello?” It's a nice voice. One that sounds strangely familiar but Nagisa doesn't give it much thought, with everyone and their mothers doing vlogs on the internet everyone is bound to sound familiar at some point or another.
“Hi, sorry to startle you. My name is Nagisa we spoke online,” Nagisa calls out.
“Oh sure,” the voice calls back. “Sorry about the boxes, I'm putting together a wardrobe and it's taken longer than I thought it would.”
“It's fine, do you need a hand?”
“Don't worry I'm pretty much done now.”
“Okay, it's nice to finally meet you,” Nagisa says as he reaches the bedroom door. “You must be... Karma...” His voice trails off as he steps inside the bedroom and sees Red standing in the middle of the room, without a shirt on, inspecting the wardrobe he's just finished with.
Oh no, this cannot be happening!
Red... no Karma, the man that Nagisa has agreed to live with, turns and any hope Nagisa had of not being recognised is dashed (blue hair and eyes will do that for someone). A huge smirk spreads over Karma's face and it makes Nagisa blush right up to the roots of his hair. “Well...” he says, obviously he had no idea either but he seems a lot more happy about this turn of events than Nagisa.
“Oh shit...”