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Osamu is fuming as he enters his boyfriend’s apartment, he tries to not let the door slam behind him but it’s difficult for him to be composed.
“I’m back!” he calls out, his voice echoing in the studio. But he knows where Keiji is.
“Welcome back,” he hears from the other room.
His boyfriend can’t smell him but he tries to control his scent nonetheless, the tart smell of ginger clings on his body heavily. His gray tail is swaying impatiently, there’s no way he can appear calm in front of Keiji, his whole body is betraying him.
He finds his lover working on his desk, where he can be found at all times. Keiji turns around in his chair. His dark hair is in disarray and he’s dressed in one of Osamu’s tee-shirts and sweatpants. He’s as beautiful as ever. It’s late, having stormed out of the restaurant shortly after Komori and Suna mistakenly explained where Atsumu really was. But Keiji was patiently waiting for him. He assesses Osamu up and down.
“I assume that it didn’t go well ?” he asks.
Osamu shakes his head and sits on the edge of the bed, his legs bouncing up and down. He sighs, willing the stress to just leave him already. Technically his twin is safe, the alpha even thinks that he’s being spoiled, but the whole encounter still left a bitter taste in his mouth. It’s not easy to let go when it comes to Atsumu.
“He was collared, Keiji, can you imagine? What kind of alpha offers a collar after 24 hours? And he lives with him now, even when the guy said he was free to go,” he explains, voice dripping with venom.
“Do you think he’s happy?”
Osamu looks down, that’s the worst of it. He never saw his twin this happy before today. He was glowing, completely at ease. He sounded like he had it all figured out. It didn’t make any sense to the fox.
“He says he’s falling in love,” he mutters.
“Then we should support him,” Keiji replies serenely.
The alpha stares at the man, he knows that it’s the right thing to do. But it hurts to have been left out of it all. And there’s guilt, too.
Keiji stands up and walks towards Osamu. When his boyfriend sits sideways on his lap, Osamu’s body melts. He nuzzles his neck instinctively, looking for comfort in the man he considers his mate.
“Do you feel bad because he doesn’t know the whole truth about us?” his lover wonders, stroking the alpha’s ears gently.
“A little. But it can’t be helped,” Osamu murmurs against him before leaving a kiss on his jaw.
He always feels better with Keiji in his arms. Maybe it’s an alpha thing, or maybe it’s a them thing. It doesn’t matter to Osamu, his boyfriend calms him down like nothing else can. His lover smells faintly of cologne and shampoo, and it’s perfect this way. He doesn’t need a scent to feel at ease with him.
“I know the perfect way to make you relax,” Keiji whispers in his ear.
He discards his glasses to put them on the nightstand. Keiji properly straddles the alpha before cradling his face in his hands.
“Is my love hungry?” Osamu smirks.
Without bothering with a reply, Keiji dives in for a kiss. When their lips connect, Osamu groans, his scent going spicier. He barely realizes it but he’s scenting his partner as their tongues dance around each other. His hands find purchase on his boyfriend’s waist, his grip getting tighter when he feels something slowly creeping up his torso.
“I’m famished,” Keiji finally replies as he kisses the alpha’s neck, right on his mating glands.
Osamu has fed his lover food from his restaurant already. But this isn’t what they’re talking about. While Keiji’s pointy tail strokes his nipples, the alpha counts his lucky stars for his sex demon of a boyfriend. Osamu growls deeply, satisfied by his mate’s ministrations.
After almost a year of dating, Keiji perfectly knows how to make Osamu feel good. And he has to, since as an incubus, his favorite meals are his partner’s orgasms.
The stress of the day melts away as Keiji presses up against him. The man enticingly rubs himself on Osamu’s lap, arching his back while the alpha licks in his mouth again.
“I want it all off,” he pants, his own tail reaching under Keji’s shirt.
“Bossy,” his boyfriend replies with a small smile.
Keiji is not an expressive man, Osamu wonders if it’s due to his upbringing. Having your family cursed to be sex demons might do that to a person after all. But it’s definitely in his nature to be reserved. Osamu likes it, he enjoys looking for small clues on his mate’s face or analyzing his body language to know what he’s thinking.
Keiji stands up to undress, never breaking eye contact. Osamu does the same, he gets rid of his underwear as well before sitting back down.
His boyfriend stands before him, naked, the intricate markings that make him a demon showing on his chest. His thin, pointy tail wagging slowly behind him. Osamu should be used to this view by now, but it still takes his breath away. Keiji’s cock is erect, demanding attention, but Osamu knows the rules, he’s allowed to touch only when he’s inside his lover.
Osamu is an all you can eat buffet, Keiji is trying to figure out what he wants to start out with. His gaze is burning, making the fox’s spine tingle. His own cock is already throbbing with want, but Osamu knows he’s about to be served.
Slowly, Keiji touches his stomach with idle fingers before he nods to himself.
“Very hungry,” he mumbles as he kneels down.
“Take your fill, then,” Osamu says, letting his tail stroke his lover’s arms.
Osamu can’t take it anymore, he really needs Keiji to do something, but the man just looks at him. His hands stroke the alpha’s thighs, groping the meat there. Osamu is bewitched by the blue irises staring straight at him, there’s love and trust to be found in the ocean of Keiji’s eyes.
It reminds Osamu of how it all started. When the gorgeous man walked into the restaurant where the alpha works part-time, he was immediately obsessed. Then, he would dream of him often, they were wet dreams, soaking his underwear each time he had them. He didn’t know that his mysterious crush was an incubus, capable of infiltrating his fantasies and making him feel good there. Back then, he was entranced by the blue of his eyes and the intensity of them. Now he gets to see them almost daily, in the flesh.
Keiji considers him before holding up three fingers.
“I want three,” he declares.
The alpha groans, feeling his scent getting heavier. They won’t be getting much sleep tonight, but Osamu is not one to complain. He doesn’t mind working long shifts for his Keiji. Sometimes his lover needs a quick snack, other times he just wants to feel Osamu inside of him. Today, he wants a three course meal.
“Anything you want darling, but please.. I’m going crazy over here,” he pleads.
Keiji sticks out his tongue and starts to lick the underside of Osamu’s shaft. He masterfully works Osamu’s wide length with his tongue before sinking his mouth down on it. Osamu is already panting, the wetness of his lover’s mouth feels incredible. When it’s just Keiji and him, nothing else exists, he easily forgets about the disturbing events of the day.
“Fuck...” he moans as his boyfriend swallows him down.
Keiji hums around his length, the sound vibrating around his cock. Osamu’s hips buck involuntarily, hitting the back of Keiji’s throat. He releases his grip on the black hair to stroke his cheek, checking if he’s okay. The man looks up at him with tears in his eyes, but there’s contentment too. His ears are red and his lips are stretched wide open, it makes Osamu salivate. He longs to sink his teeth in his man.
“Kei…Kei…” he utters over and over again.
The man’s hands are hungrily gripping Osamu’s thighs, squeezing them every once in a while. Keiji deploys his throat so he can take the cock deeper in, which makes Osamu growl. His boyfriend’s nose is a hair from his navel now, it takes everything in him to not move to his own rhythm.
Keiji likes to take things slow at first, but then, Osamu knows things are speeding up when his tail gets entangled with his boyfriend’s.
When Keiji strokes the base of the gray tail with his own, Osamu can’t sit still anymore. The stimulation from both his cock and his tail is sending sparks through his spine, lava pooling in his stomach. He doesn’t want it to stop. He pushes his boyfriend’s head down, making him choke slightly on his cock. His hips snap and he throws his head back. He could cum like this, but he tries not to, he needs more. So he releases Keiji so he can come up for air.
The sight is lewd, Keiji has saliva drooling down his chin, he’s as red as ever and there’s tears streaming down his face. The man licks his lips before smiling at his boyfriend.
“Come here, I want to touch you,” Osamu tells him desperately.
“Who’s hungry now?” Keiji jokes.
Osamu lies down on the bed and Keiji crawls to him, his eyes bright and devouring. His boyfriend hovers over him and the fox brings him to him for a searing kiss. He can taste himself on Keiji’s tongue ; it makes him moan.
They don’t kiss for long, his lover has a goal in mind, so he turns around and presents his ass to Osamu’s face. The fox opens his cheeks with one hand right when Keiji takes him in his mouth again. Osamu groans when he licks a stripe over his boyfriend’s pretty hole. Incubus or not, Keiji does not have a secondary gender, so he doesn’t produce slick. But the alpha finds him delicious nonetheless, he’s losing himself in his lover as he teases his rim.
Keiji moans around the cock and pushes back on Osamu’s tongue slightly. The fox easily puts his tongue in, getting the message, and kneads the ass as he lets himself relish in his boyfriend’s taste. Fueled by his own pleasure, Osamu can feel Keiji sucking him faster. It’s sloppy, his thighs are covered in drool, but he loves it. When he puts a finger in the spit slicked hole, Keiji jerks his hips slightly.
“I can’t wait to feel you,” he rasps as he puts another digit in.
“Ngh..’Samu…” he hears Keiji moan around his length.
Osamu can’t help but bite the skin lightly as he pumps his fingers in and out, getting the hole ready for his fat cock later on. When he feels his mate’s tail in his hair, Osamu goes back in with his tongue. The tail keeps him there, and the rhythm of it all is so fast, that he barely feels his orgasm hitting him. His whole body feels hot, a consequence of his climax being turned into energy. Osamu growls against Keiji’s ass, spilling his cum down his throat.
“Ahhh…” Keiji exhales after swallowing Osamu’s release.
“Fuck Keiji,” Osamu curses.
The man turns around and he’s glowing, his usually pale skin bears a reddish hue, like it always does when he feeds off his alpha.
“You’re so beautiful,” the fox can’t help but say when he looks at his boyfriend sitting on him.
He lets his hand wander on Keiji’s thigh, petting him lightly as he tries to control his breathing.
“I love you,” Keiji tells him before bending down to kiss the alpha’s nipples.
He gropes Osamu’s pecs shamelessly, fondling them as he starts to suck on the buds. Before Keiji, Osamu had been ashamed to be this sensitive, it wasn't very proper for an alpha. But his lover just wants to make him feel good. No matter how.
“Another,” Keiji demands as he hovers over Osamu's face.
The alpha silently opens his mouth, ready to welcome Keiji’s spit. It’ll make him ready for round two. Another incubus thing.
He’s losing himself in blue eyes, adoration in both their gazes. Osamu’s day has gotten expandationnaly better.
“You better let me come inside this time,” he warns him after swallowing the saliva.
Keiji keeps playing with his chest, he’s totally focused on the body underneath him.
“mhm.. you better behave then,” he replies absently.
Osamu groans as his lover touches him all over, his cock hardening against the swell of Keiji’s ass sitting on him. Even if he just came, the alpha can’t bear the thought of waiting one moment longer. But he has to surrender to Keiji, he’s in charge of his pleasure. He learned soon enough that the incubus liked to prepare his own meal.
Keiji’s hands wander north, tracing the veins on the alpha’s neck, the skin of his glands. He shivers. The man then replaces his fingers with his lips, licking the glands in earnest. Osamu keens, a soft growl escaping his lips.
“Sit,” Keiji whispers in his ear, slightly biting the gray fur.
The fox doesn’t hesitate, like a puppet on a string, he sits against the headboard, taking Keiji with him. The red is leaving the incubus’s skin gradually, soon he’ll be back to normal. Except that he won’t, he’s not done with dinner.
Osamu chases his lover’s lips with his own, meeting him halfway. A distant voice demands that he bends over his mate and takes him immediately, but he isn’t listening. He learned that he revels in letting his lover take over.
Keiji moves his body against his languishly as they kiss before reaching out to a pillow. He retrieves the lube and pours a generous amount on his fingers, warming it up. Then it disappears from view. Osamu watches like hawk Keiji lubing himself up. The man’s face is strained, he’s trying to pace himself as well. A glance at Osamu and he moans shamelessly. Keiji likes being watched.
“Please…” Osamu pleads hoarsely.
Keiji moves from his behind to Osamu’s length, pumping it once, twice, with fingers covered with lube. It feels heavenly, his hips chasing the feeling but his boyfriend is moving, ligning himself up.
A tail strokes his side before his cock breaches Keiji’s rim. The alpha’s eyes roll to the back of his head, groaning as his mate slides down slowly. No words are exchanged at first, they are lost in each other’s eyes. When he reaches the hilt, Keiji rests his head on his mate’s shoulder.
“So…good,” he breathes out.
Osamu can only nod. The feeling of Keiji’s soft and tight insides around his cock is driving him crazy. Never has someone made him lose his mind quite like that. It’s still unbelievable that he found a person he loves this much. Someone here for him, supporting his every move and giving him pleasure when he needs it the most. A partner in every aspect of his life.
Keiji starts to move, moaning as he grips Osamu’s shoulder to support himself. The fox’s hands are around his small waist. He moves one up to play with his lover’s nipple while the rhythm is relatively slow. The man is biting his lips as he gazes at Osamu from under his long eyelashes. The desire in the blue of his irises is piercing, the fox can’t look away.
Beads of sweat make their way down Keiji’s brow as he bounces on Osamu’s cock. The alpha is continuously growling, his hold on the waist getting tighter. His fingers move from one nipple to the next, Keiji’s hips jerk in response. He can be so sensitive, surprising for a sex demon.
“ahh…ngh…’Samu…” Osamu feeds off the sweet words tumbling out of his lover’s lips. Keiji’s thighs are shaking from the effort so the alpha helps him by moving him up and down. Groans are being forcefully ripped out of the incubus with every drag of the cock along his walls. Being able to watch his lover bounce on his cock is a treat.
Osamu loves to feel his mate all around him. The weight of the man on him and the lewd sound they’re making could be enough to make him cum. He’s biding his time however, relishing in Keiji doing all the work until he’s too exhausted to do so.
And it happens soon enough, Osamu’s ears are moist with sweat when Keiji cradles his face in his hands. His eyes are demanding while a soft smile settles on his lips.
“Fuck me ‘Samu.”
In a flash, Osamu has Keiji on all four and is pounding into him relentlessly.
“You feel incredible Keiji,” he grits as his cock drives itself deep in his lover.
The man whimpers, and the fox doesn’t slow down. He watches as he slams into his boyfriend’s hole and growls deep. He admires the curve of his lover’s back, his perfect, unmarked neck and the hungry hole swallowing him easily. His instincts taking over, he bites the thin tail laying on Keiji’s back. He doesn’t break skin but it makes the incubus clench around Osamu, milking his second climax out of him. Keiji shoots spurts of white on the bed. His moans are so pretty, it only makes the alpha cum faster.
It’s intense, he’s still holding the tail in between his teeth, licking the length of it as he rides his orgasm. Again, he feels the warmth of his energy being taken away. Keiji’s skin glows red once more. Osamu slows down, his cock getting overstimulated.
When he pulls out, cum gushes out of Keiji’s hole. Osamu is transfixed. He toys with the rim using his thumb, eliciting a whine from his lover.
“Hmm… Samu,” he sighs.
“Are you alright?” Osamu turns him carefully so his boyfriend can lay on his back. The expression on the incubus’s face is one of pure content.
“I’m feeling great…time for dessert,” the man’s voice is drowsy and punctuated by a smile.
Osamu is kneeling and Keiji rises up to mirror him. The bed is filthy, soaked with sweat and cum. It satisfies his inner alpha.
They are both panting as they face each other. Keiji uses his tail to open his mate’s mouth, Osamu savors the feel of the tip on his tongue. The incubus mumbles “another” before spitting in the awaiting mouth once more.
They’re exhausted but it makes the ache of holding each other that much stronger. Keiji shuffles forward and uses his tail and hand to pleasure them. Their cocks are slick with cum and lube so it’s easy for the man to pump them both in sync.
Soon enough, they both cum for the third time with cries and moans before Keiji falls on the fox’s chest, out of breath.
Osamu didn’t understand at first why his mate was so tired after feeding from him. The man described it as wanting to take a big nap after a good meal. That made more sense to the cook.
The alpha is crooning as he holds his lover close. His ginger scent penetrates the air, it smells of sex in the room, of love. They bask in the silence, except for a sweet “thank you'' from his mate, that Osamu replies with a ruffle of his hair and a quick kiss on his forehead. He’s proud to be able to provide for him. He enjoys the intimacy, the exclusivity of it. No one else is allowed to feed his mate like he does.
Osamu is lazily drawing on Keiji’s back with his tail when the man speaks up.
“Are you really mad?”
“About?” he asks, confused.
“About your twin, does it really make you mad that he found someone?”
The event from earlier comes crashing to him but he finds that his anger isn’t as strong. He thinks about it, wondering what triggered him in this scenario.
“I’m not mad. I’m just hurt. I felt like I was out of the loop. ‘Tsumu and I…yes we have differences, but we only have each other. That’s how it used to be anyway. Suna came along, then you and now…Sakusa,” he explains.
“That’s understandable. Do you wish you could tell him? About me?” His voice is gentle, non-accusing. But it’s a loaded question nonetheless. Osamu hesitates briefly before speaking the truth.
“Of course. I don’t like keeping things from ‘Tsumu. But I love you, curse and all.” He circles his boyfriend’s waist with his tail to emphasize his words. He doesn’t want Keiji to think he’s being a burden, he really isn't. He accepted their situation.
“What if he finds out?” Keiji nuzzles his throat, his warm breath tickling Osamu.
“He’ll probably be angry at first, especially after what happened today. But he’ll understand, eventually. It’s a curse, you physically can’t talk about it, and me neither since I’m your supply. It’s not like we have a choice. And I don’t regret the one I made.” The alpha affirms.
Osamu is a proud fox. If he could, he would tell the world about his incredible incubus boyfriend. But he can’t, because it’s a malediction cast on the Akaashi’s name a long time ago. The story goes that there had been a witch amongst Keiji’s ancestors and they invoked a demon, hoping to gain fertility. The family was hexed to feed on sexual partners instead. They needed regular food as much as orgasms to survive and not one descendant was spared. The worst part for Osamu was the secret of it. Incubus couldn’t reveal who they were, which was why most of them preferred to infiltrate dreams.
“I was impressed when you approached me, asking why I was in your dreams,” Keiji laughed lightly.
The alpha’s mind drifts back to that time. When Keiji was Akaashi to him, a customer and a crush he had wet dreams about. He suspected something was off after a few weeks when the man started to tell him about his day. It had seemed like Keiji enjoyed his company, like he didn’t want Osamu to wake up. A few internet searches later and the alpha had his theory. There are only two ways to know anyway: find out by yourself, or find out in bed.
“I was so sure of myself. I knew my brain couldn’t come up with dreams that good.”
Keiji rolled over so he could lay on his side, taking Osamu with him. The fox could see the tired grin on his lover’s face now that they were face to face. His skin was still red, making his eyes pop, even in the dim light of the room. His heart was full, Osamu was still young, on his way to hopefully open his own business. But with Keiji by his side, he was satiated already.
“Thank you for sticking with me. I love you Osamu,” Keiji humbly confessed in a whisper. “As for your twin, if he’s happy, he’s fine. I can’t wait for you to tell me all about how spoiled he is tomorrow. Knowing Atsumu, it’s one hell of a story,” he finished lightly.
“I guess we’ll have to invite them over for dinner,” Osamu reluctantly said before spooning his mate.
Neither of them bothered about the mess, too spent to do anything about it, they drifted off to sleep quickly.