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Sano Manjiro prided himself on many things; he was strong, he was the leader of one of the greatest gangs in Tokyo, and he was the loving–and horny–boyfriend of one Hanagaki Takemichi.
But Mikey, as he was nicknamed, was also well known for another thing: his ability to complete any goal, task or mission that he set his mind to. If he woke up one day and made it a point to annoy his half-sister into letting him eat sweets for breakfast, then he would accomplish this swimmingly. If Mikey decided that he wanted a piggyback ride from Draken from his house all the way to Musashi Shrine, then he would do it. In fact, one of his most successful missions was getting the pretty Black Dragon leader to be his-–which he also did per-fect-ly. So when Mikey was on a mission, he aimed to complete it to the fullest. No ifs, no ands, no buts.
Well.
Maybe butts--a certain someone's butt.
Mikey is a man.
Mikey is a man on a mission.
Mikey is a man on a mission to fuck his hot boyfriend in every place fuckable.
He had woken one day after a long romp in bed with his lover and had come up with this goal. Mikey was insatiable and his boyfriend’s ass was big and bouncy. Why stop the fun outside of the bedroom when the world was so big and vast, he had thought. It made sense, really. And if there was someone to blame this whole thing on, Mikey would point at Takemichi’s ass and say,” Well, it’s not my fault that it just draws me in. There’s gotta be a magnet in there cuz I just can’t help but get drawn to it. And into it.”
Yeah, he’d blame it on the strong gravitational pull of Takemichi’s moon-sized ass. Yep, yep.
With that in mind, he went off to list all the places that they had already fooled around in.
- Bedroom: check, duh
- Kitchen (all surfaces): check
- Bathroom (shower and floor): check
- Behind Musashi Shrine: check
- Inside Musashi Shrine: check
- The forest around Musashi Shrine: check, check
Upon inspecting his list, Mikey realized how vanilla the spaces where they had kept their sexcapdes to were. The world was vast and Mikey’s libido was big. His list could be improved upon, for sure.
Soon, he began adding to his list more and more places to bend Takemichi over in. And the more he thought about it all, the longer the list got. And the longer the list got, the hornier Sano Manjiro got. Even as he stopped for the day and put this list away, Mikey could easily think of many more places. As long as there was enough room for Mikey to shove his dick down his boyfriend’s ass and thrust, then it could be potentially on his ‘Places-I-Will-Fuck-Takemitchy-In’ list.
But, unfortunately for Mikey, in order for this mission to be deemed complete, he needed to find and corner his runaway lover. Luckily for him, the other was easy to find.
He stalked resolutely through Shibuya, back straight, shoulders back, and his head held high. A lazy smirk spread across his face as he marched straight forward and into the bowling alley where he knew he’d find his target. It was the second Friday of the month, a time which Takemichi had reserved for his favorite sport with his friends.
Mikey entered the building, the sound of pins being collided with heavy bowling balls resounding in the air. From the farthest lane in the building, Mikey heard his target whoop. He grinned widely, almost feral with glee, as he spotted his lover’s oh so fluffy head of black curls.
[Target Locked On]
Takemichi, on the other hand, was ecstatic. The day was going swimmingly well! There wasn’t much paperwork for him to sign from Koko, Inupi got him waffles, he found 500 yen on the sidewalk, he was making every strike tonight, and his horny boyfriend hadn’t dragged Takemichi away to get fucked stupid somewhere (it was concerning to Takemichi how much they had been fucking lately. He was starting to get really worried about his ability to walk and his asshole being stretched over and over again). He cackled with Atsushi and Chifuyu as he watched Hakkai miss a spare, throwing his ball straight into the gutter.
Today was a great day! And it was going to stay great if the game kept going on the way it was. And if he didn’t run into his sex-crazed boyfriend. Then things would be absolutely perfect for him and his ass.
But, as he bent over to reach for a bowling ball, a cold chill passed down his spine and he felt his asshole clench in fear. Takemichi whipped around, only for him to get tackled and then hoisted up onto the shoulder of a growling, white-eyed Mikey.
“M-m-manjiro, what the fu –uuAGH?!”
In an instant, Mikey zoomed away hauling his screaming boyfriend out of the building.
Alleyway: check .
Takemichi might not have been the smartest in his class, but even he knew something was up. For the past week, the Toman gang leader had grabbed him and thrown him around on his dick in the most random places. It felt good, sure, but even Hanagaki Takemichi–-the man who could take several consecutive punches from Shiba Taiju and kicks from Kurokawa Izana-–had his limits. He wanted to walk normally, dammit. Not hobble around with a limp cuz his boyfriend didn’t know the meaning of self-control . He was too young to be walking like this. There was even a kid who had pointed at him and said loudly to his mom,” Why is he holding his butt and walking like that, mommy?”
But today–- today–- Takemichi is a man on a mission.
He waddled over to Shibuya’s largest hobby store, cash in hand. There was a new puzzle coming out today that was notoriously difficult: an all-clear, 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle. Takemichi drooled over the idea of finishing a difficult puzzle like that. Sure, his hobby wasn’t very ‘gang leader’ like, but Takemichi embraced it cheerfully. And it helped that the Black Dragons were doing well financially, so Takemichi didn’t feel too bad buying a puzzle for himself every now and then.
He reached the 4th floor of the store, eyes locked on to the puzzle section. Limping forward, he found his target at the back, hidden in a suspiciously secluded corner. He grinned, holding the box in his hands.
“Come to daddy,” he giggled, ready to turn around and walk back to the cashier on the 1st floor.
“I think that’s something you should be calling me , right sweetie?”
In an instant, Takemichi’s blood froze in his veins as he heard a familiar, husky voice drawl behind him. Something warm and hard pressed against his back and he felt a familiar hand snake its way around to the front of his pants. A hot breath fanned the back of his neck, making the blue-eyed boy shudder.
Where the fuck did Mikey come from?!
“M-mikey, wa-wait–at least let me pay for th– umph !!”
Back of a store: check.
Daddy kink: unlocked.
This was paradise , Takemichi thought as he sunk his aching body into the warm, steamy waters of the local bathhouse. The weekend was going great! He completed the stack of paperwork Koko had for him, indulged in some delicious ramen from Smiley and Angry’s shop, and on Friday, he had watched his horny boyfriend sulk as he stepped onto a plane to go to Manila for gang-related activities.
He knew that it would take at least two days for Mikey to be back home. This meant two whole days with no sex; no nipple pinching and biting, no hickies and bruises, and absolutely no dick in his ass. Two whole days with no Sano Manjiro meant two whole days for his body to recover. He leaned back and sighed contentedly.
He sunk deeper into the water, his shoulder relaxing in the warmth. While he did miss his boyfriend a lot (despite the fact that he had literally just hopped off of a video call with the other an hour ago), he was glad to finally have a moment to fucking breathe.
Don’t get him wrong though. He loved Mikey with all of his heart and thought himself to be blessed to be the man’s lover… but for the last few months Takemichi had been manhandled and molested by Mikey non-stop. And despite all of Takemichi’s efforts and tricks, Takemichi had failed nearly every attempt at saving his own ass.
‘ I don’t understand what’s possessed Mikey as of late, but I just wish that maybe he chills out with the sex soon…’
Another contented sigh escaped from his nose as he closed his eyes to enjoy his soak.
Nothing was going to ruin his weekend now. No Mikey, no sex, just Takemichi and his puzzles and maybe a slice of strawberry cake that Koko had brought from his most recent trip. This weekend was going to be amazing–
“You shouldn’t stay too long in the water, remember last time?”
Takemichi’s eyes flew wide open, his blue eyes shaking at the sound of his voice. He blinked rapidly, hoping the steam from the bathhouse was playing tricks on him. But nope, outside of the water, standing proudly with only a white towel wrapped around his waist and a predatory grin spread across his face, stood the one and only Sano Manjiro.
Takemichi blinked. And blinked. And then gaped and then stood up with a shriek,” Y–you?!”
Mikey pointed at himself, fluttering his lashes at the other, all innocent and childlike. “Me?”
“You’re supposed to be in Manila!! You were supposed to be back on Monday! Why are you here?!”
Mikey barked a laugh out and took a step into the water, the nasty grin on his face growing wider and wider with each step he took. Takemichi pushed himself to the far end of the pool, panicking. He looked around for anyone to help but it was only then that he discovered how mysteriously empty the place was.
“Take-mitch-y~”
Takemichi craned his head up as Mikey stood over him, the older man’s light hair wet at the ends and sticking to the sides of his face.
‘ Dammit,’ thought Takemichi as he felt his dick twitch and his ass clench in anticipation. ‘ Why’s he gotta be so damn hot?!’
But also, when did he get so close?
“Y..yes, Mikey-kun,” Takemichi stuttered. He could feel his body heating up and not just cuz of the water. It was weird– Mikey was weird. How come he was looking at Takemichi so intensely?? Takemichi shuddered as he felt Mikey’s hand slither up his chest. The same hand fluttered lightly over his nipple and Takemichi gasped in surprise.
“You sound like you actually wanted me gone. Tell me that it ain’t so, baby–-you’re not avoiding me, are you?”
Mikey slipped a knee between Takemichi’s legs, earning himself another gasp. He bent down low, tucking his face downwards near the other’s face. Mikey rubbed his cheek against Takemichi’s and sighed happily, waiting for his answer.
“N-no, why would I ever do that, Mikey-kun,” Takemichi squeaked. “I just–-I was-–it was just surprising seeing you here is all! When we called, it didn’t look like you were on a plane or anything–”
Mikey pressed his nose against the crook of his lover’s neck and inhaled. Soon, he latched onto the pale skin, his teeth nipping and sucking on the flesh. Takemichi shuddered underneath him and Mikey grinned ferally as he felt the younger’s dick twitch against his knee.
“You’re such a bad liar, Takemitchy~”
Mikey pulled away from the man’s neck and brought his face close up to Takemichi’s face, their lips barely touching.
“Bad boys deserve to be punished, right?”
Takemichi didn’t have time to open his mouth to protest as chapped lips came crashing down onto his own.
Bathhouse: check.
Takemichi leaned back on the dusty couch of S&S Motors, watching Sano Shinichiro fiddle with Takemichi’s bike. He had brought it in for its yearly check, but he also was trying to hide from Shin’s pesky, horny, and unstoppable brother.
“...s’all yer fault, Shinichiro-san.”
Shin looked up, eyes a little wide, confused as to what made Takemichi say such a thing. The younger man crossed his arms and puffed his cheeks out.
“I hate you.”
“What brought this up, Takemichi-kun?” Shinichiro was sure that he hadn’t done anything to Takemichi for the man to say such a thing. It was a little shocking too.
Takemichi pointed at the eldest Sano and huffed,” I bet Mikey got some weird idea from you and Waka-san because he won’t leave me alone!”
Shin tilted his head in confusion. Takemichi explained hotly,” No one else in the world can influence him as much as you! And I know that you and Waka-san fuck like rabbits all the time cuz now Mikey’s been chasing after me and pouncing on me and molesting me, demanding sex everywhere!”
Shinichiro put a hand to his chest, his face hot red with embarrassment.
“You lecherous older brother,” Takemichi wailed. “You and Waka-san! Perverts! It’s your guys’ fault that I can’t walk straight anymore! My ass hurts , I have to cover my nipples with bandaids cuz they’re so fucking sore and I barely get any sleep cuz Mikey can’t keep his dick outta my butt!”
The Sano stared back in shock, clearly a little flabbergasted at the accusation. He thought that maybe he had insulted the Black Dragon leader somehow, but not this . He slipped off his working gloves and coughed into his hands, trying to calm himself down.
“That’s quite an unfair accusation, Takemichi-kun.”
“Cuz it’s true!!”
“...what’s true?”
Both Black Dragon leaders turned around to see the devil himself standing at the entrance to the garage. He had his hands stuffed into the pockets of his favorite jinbe, chewing on a dorayaki. He walked up to them, dragging his feet along the floor lazily and then stopped to stand between Takemichi and his brother.
Takemichi gave a look at Shin that screamed, ‘ See? Look at this!’ The younger leader turned his head towards Mikey and gave a nervous smile, replying,” Nothing! Just talking about Black Dragon-related stuff. Right, Shinichiro-san? ”
The older man gulped and then laughed,” Y-yeah. Just shootin’ the shit with my predecessor s’all… What about you Manjiro? What’re you here for?”
Mikey’s dark eyes looked back and forth between the two as he shoveled the last bit of his dorayaki into his mouth. Licking the crumbs off his fingers, he said,” Need to talk with ‘mitchy.”
Takemichi shot Shinichiro another look, one that screamed ‘ Help me!!’ but also one that screamed ‘ See?! This has got to be your fault!’
Shinichiro gulped again, weighing his options: protect his precious predecessor or let his brother get away with it… Shinichiro steeled himself and was about to stop Mikey when the younger Sano turned to Takemichi and scooped him up from the sofa and onto his feet. Takemichi yelped and then blushed darkly as Mikey snaked his hand around his waist.
“Let’s go, Takemitchy. See ya, bro.”
And with that, Mikey steered the youngest away and out of the garage and Shinichiro could only watch with his mouth slightly agape. As they disappeared from his sight, he exhaled a big sigh.
‘Maybe, I need to tell Waka to chill with the sex…’
They ended up walking down the road to where Takemichi’s former high school was. The streetlights were flickering on as the sun began to dip below the horizon. The soft sound of people surrounded the two men as they walked slowly. The ambience was lovely, had it not been for Takemichi looking left and right, trying to gauge what Mikey would do next. Eventually they stopped outside of the gate that led to the back of the school. There, the area was quiet.
Mikey looked up into the sky, a peaceful expression on his face. If Mikey’s past actions hadn’t shaken up Takemichi as much and made him suspicious of the other, Takemichi would’ve thought about how romantic things seemed right now.
“You must be wondering why I’ve been acting the way I’ve been the last few months,” Mikey said, breaking the silence between them.
At the sound of his voice, Takemichi had put both fists up and planted his feet firmly into the ground, ready to punch his boyfriend. He had to stick up for himself (and his ass). He was the 11th leader of the Black Dragons-–he was Hanagaki Takemichi! He shouldn’t have to put up with his boyfriend’s antics. He was tired of getting swept away by Mikey and he wasn’t going to let himself be played with any longer. He was going to set Mikey straight and teach him a thing or two about keeping Mikey Jr in his pants, where it belonged!
Mikey turned his head to look at Takemichi and smiled softly.
Instantly, Takemichi’s will crumbled at the sight, his resolution to put an end to this fiasco disappearing instantly at the disarming smile that Mikey sent his way. Takemichi was always weak for his handsome boyfriend.
Takemichi shifted uncomfortably back into a neutral position, his hands at his sides. He replied warily,” Yeah… It’s been really hard lately and you haven’t let me rest this whole time…”
Mikey’s smile widened, but it didn’t reach his eyes. Instead, his eyes burned darkly with something. Something very familiar to Takemichi. And upon seeing this look, Takemichi shuddered and took a step back, all of his instincts screaming to run away.
“Takemichi,” Mikey started. The other flinched at the correct usage of his name rolling off of his lover’s tongue. He only called him that during very serious moments.
Takemichi watched as Mikey turned his entire body towards him, taking a step forward like a predator cornering their prey. Takemichi took a step back out of fear (for his ass).
“You see,” the other began. “I’m a man on a mission.”
Mikey took a step forward, inching closer to Takemichi. The dark-haired gulped, taking a step back. “And that explains your horny behavior… how?”
“I am on a mission.”
Forward.
Back.
“To fuck you…”
Forward.
Back.
“Everywhere I can.”
Forward.
Back–-
Takemichi felt his back press against a cold wall and looked back in panic to see that he had somehow walked himself right into the gate’s wall. He tried to turn to run, only for two strong arms to trap him in his place. Takemichi’s knees shook as he scooted down the wall a little, hoping to escape somehow. Mikey followed however, hovering over the other’s face with his own.
If this were any other moment–-any other moment that didn’t involve Takemichi getting kabe-donned by a feral and horny Mikey–-then Takemichi would’ve laughed. Because whatever the fuck Mikey was spewing was ridiculous. Except, for Takemichi who was actually going through all this, it wasn’t. Mikey was as stubborn as a bull and always finished whatever mission he assigned for himself. Takemichi knows because Draken told him about Mikey’s year-long plan to seduce and hook up with Takemichi that had ended in a happy success. But now… Now that trait of his was coming back to bite Takemichi in the ass. Literally and figuratively. Takemichi almost had the urge to cry, that was until he remembered where he was. Suddenly, Takemichi gained clarity of the situation at hand.
There he was, pinned against the wall of his former high school’s gate. A Saturday evening with the school empty and void of any life. Takemichi gulped. Mikey grinned devilishly.
“E-everywhere… you can,” Takemichi quietly whimpered. It was starting to get hot under his collar and Mikey looking at him like the most delicious piece of meat wasn’t helping.
Mikey nodded, the grin growing wider and wider. He bent lower, hovering his lips right next to Takemichi’s sensitive ears, rumbling, “Everywhere. I. Can.”
Takemichi looked away and up. He saw the school building and saw that the gate nearby was slightly ajar.
Takemichi gulped and Mikey leered. Takemichi felt his cheeks grow wet with his tears as he felt Mikey’s hand slide around his waist in a familiar fashion. Suddenly, the thought of all those classrooms came to Takemichi’s mind and he bit back a sob.
Sano Manjiro was a man who always completed a mission. No matter what.
And this mission was no different.