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“Look at me, Takemichi.”
Draken’s commanding voice made Takemichi jump as he slowly pulled his gaze up from the floor he was staring at, to the man’s eyes. There was a smirk painted on Draken’s face, head tilted down and to the side, showing off his tattoo, a tattoo Takemichi had stared at countless times.
“Ye-yeah?” Takemichi’s voice was shaky, eyes already beginning to water like the cry baby he was. At first it was annoying, and many thought he was weak for it, but now? They smile, and sometimes lick his tears away for him.
Draken ran his thumb under Takemichi’s eye, forcing a tear onto it before bringing it to his lips. “You’re gonna be a good boy for us, aren’t you?”
“He’s always a good boy for me, aren’t you, Takemichi?”
As fast as lightning, there was a hand in his hair, gripping it and pulling it back so Takemichi was forced to look up at Mikey standing behind him. A soft cry of pain left his lips as his bottom lip quivered, and Mikey cooed at him. “See? Always a good boy.”
Takemichi’s breathing stuttered as his eyes darted back and forth between the two men standing over him. Two men he admired so greatly, and to be between them both in such a position was almost too hard to believe.
Though, most of his life had been like that. Nothing seemed to make any sense to him anymore, and it was easier to roll with the punches (quite literally) rather than attempt to figure it out.
“He’s already on his knees, Kenny. Why not take advantage of that?” Mikey mused, tilting his head back and forth with an almost carefree smile, hand still gripped tight in Takemichi’s hair. He brought his other hand up to Takemichi’s mouth, running his fingers over his semi-swollen lips that weren’t fully healed from the last fight they’d been in.
The sensations brought a choked gasp from Takemichi, and as if on command he licked his lips, inadvertently licking Mikey’s fingers which tasted faintly like grease and salt from french fries.
Mikey raised a brow and slid a finger into Takemichi’s open mouth, which he automatically closed his lips around, running his tongue along the calloused skin. “Already eager to please, hmm?” Mikey hummed softly, moving his finger in and out of Takemichi’s mouth as Draken watched, his eyes darkened with hunger.
“I think he’s ready for you, Kenny.” Mikey looked up as he pulled his finger out of Takemichi’s mouth, smearing saliva across his cheek, before pushing his head forward and holding it in place.
The expression on Draken’s face was calculating, looking over Takemichi, who was looking quite debauched already despite having very little done to him, then over Mikey. Mikey, who seemed pleased to just be there to witness what was going to happen to their little cry baby.
“You sure you don’t want to join in? He has more than one hole, you know.” Draken gave his Captain a grin as he stepped closer to Takemichi, finally bringing his gaze back down to him as he began to unzip his pants, and pull his cock out. The tip glistened with pre-cum as it stood fully erect in his hand.
Takemichi’s eyes widened as he stared at it as his mind began to race.
‘Holy shit, he’s fully hard already? His pants made it impossible to tell. It’s so big… is it going to fit in my mouth? What have I gotten myself into?’
With a fearful expression, Takemichi’s eyes darted up to Draken’s face, then to his cock, a few times, before he swallowed hard and licked his lips.
“Yeah, I’m sure. Besides, I like watching.” Mikey didn’t move, one hand steadfast in Takemichi‘s hair, the other in his pocket.
Draken hummed as he got closer, his cock ghosting over Takemichi‘s lips. “Well, alright then. I‘ll be sure to give you a show.“ He grinned as he rocked his hips forward, the tip pressing against Takemichi’s lips. “Be the good boy that you are and open up, Takemichi.”
If it wasn’t for the fact that Mikey had such a tight grip on his hair, Takemichi would have still believed this was a dream. However, Mikey pulled his hair just enough to make him whine in pain, and remember where he was.
Looking up at Draken, Takemichi opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out just enough to welcome his cock. As it slid in, the clean, yet mildly salty taste, mixed with the musky scent that’s just Draken, made Takemichi moan. This wasn’t his first time sucking cock, but it was his first time sucking Draken’s cock.
Tilting his head to the side, Draken rocked his hips back and forth, sliding his cock further and further into his mouth. He watched with great intent before Takemichi closed his lips around it and began to suckle on him as he fucked his mouth.
“Oohh, fuck.” Draken’s eyes fluttered closed, his head tipped back as he stopped moving for a moment to enjoy it. “You’ve been holding out on us.” he murmured as he forced himself to look back down at the man, reaching out to stroke his cheek, before he entwined his fingers with Mikey’s in his hair for better leverage.
Thus Draken began to truly fuck his mouth. Speeding up his momentum, slowing down when Takemichi was sucking a little harder to enjoy it more, then forcing him to deep throat as much of his cock as possible. It caused Takemichi to panic the first time as tears welled up in his eyes, and both men held him in place until Draken pulled his cock out of his mouth to let him cough and sputter.
“Heh… You good? ‘Cuz I’m not done yet.” Draken asked with a grin as he let Takemichi catch his breath, before he nodded the best he could while being restrained.
“Yeah.. Yeah I’m good.” Takemichi’s voice sounded raw, but his eyes and expression were eager. He opened his mouth again and waited for more. The picture below him made Draken giddy, having someone willing submit like this was nice. The fact that he kind of liked Takemichi made it even better.
So he continued. Slowly sliding his cock back in, being rewarded with a pleased, muffled moan and suckling. Takemichi’s tongue rolled around the head, hitting the underside at just the right spot. It sent a shudder down Draken’s back. “Just like that… Keep it up… Ahh fuck…” He chanted softly as he lost himself in Takemichi’s mouth.
Mikey, who’d been quiet during the entire thing, was amused yet pleased. It was nice to see Draken let loose in other ways besides fighting, and there was no doubt that Takemichi looked so good on his knees. Hell, he’d even look good spit-roasted between the two of them, but tonight wasn’t the time for that, nor was Mikey in the mood. He just wanted to watch the person closest to him have a moment to relax.
For Takemichi though, what could have only been a few minutes, felt like a lifetime. His jaw ached, his throat hurt, he was unbearably hard in his own pants, but gods above. He loved being used. This was a side of Draken rarely seen by anyone, and to be the one who got to provide for it? It meant more than he’d ever say to anyone.
‘It feels like Draken’s close, he’s so hard. Oh gods, please finish Draken!’
Takemichi’s thoughts raced as he moaned around him, with Draken’s thrusts turning more and more erratic.
In a move that surprised Mikey, Draken groaned as he reached out to grab him by the shirt, pulling him close and smashing their lips together in a heated kiss as he stilled in Takemichi’s mouth, shooting ropes of cum down his throat. While it was a surprise, he yielded and kissed Draken back, releasing his hold on Takemichi, petting his hair as the man struggled to swallow everything down.
The world stilled around them, just for a moment. Only the sounds of heavy breathing, kissing and moaning could be heard, and for them it was all they needed. In that moment.
Mikey was the first one to pull away to catch his breath, pushing against Draken’s chest so he would take a step back, pulling his cock from Takemichi’s mouth. A string of saliva followed, connecting the two of them for a moment before it broke, landing on his chin. Takemichi’s body slumped down, with him sitting on his feet as he caught his breath, swallowing down the remaining cum and saliva that built up in his mouth. His eyes were red, lips puffy and swollen, and his pants tented.
“Well, Mikey?” Draken looked between the two men in front of him, slowly putting himself back together.
Mikey shrugged, hands in his pockets as he looked at neither of them. “It was sufficient.” While his demeanor was nonchalant, the smile tugging at the corner of his lips gave him away. There was a pause, before Mikey looked up at Draken, who was staring back at the blond haired man with a raised eyebrow. “Okay, it was good. You fuck mouths very well, Kenny. Especially his.”
Mikey shifted his gaze down to Takemichi, who looked up to meet his gaze. “And you were a very good boy, weren’t you?” Pulling his hand from his pocket, he gently patted Takemichi’s cheek. “Do you think he’s been good enough to help him with his little problem, Kenny?”
There was a smirk shared between the two men before Draken crouched down before Takemichi, gave him a smile and a wink. “Yeah, our little cry baby has definitely earned a reward, or two.”