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Yoshioka took to helping them twice a week.
On Wednesdays and Fridays, when his office hours were more flexible, he had told them, he would swing by the office nearing closing time.
Though not an Esper like Mob and Serizawa, and not nearly as good at dispelling curses as Ekubo, Yoshioka was efficient and a smooth talker. He helped Reigen clean up and close up, he kept him entertained and that in itself was already great help, considering Serizawa had been leaving early for night classes and Mob often had plans with his friends from school – Reigen was learning to be more understanding and mindful of Mob, lest he be left alone again –, so on days when Yoshioka didn’t visit, he was by himself.
As for Mob, he had been skeptical at first. The first time Yoshioka came to the office unaccompanied, no red dimples to be seen, Mob had been so deeply startled it showed on his face. But lately he seemed to have grown used to Yoshioka's presence, being courteous as ever with him, and even supportive of Ekubo's partnership with that strange new person ("It's great that you finally made a friend, Ekubo!", is what he said), and that was another reason for Reigen to trust him.
He was fun to be around, Mob liked him and Ekubo trusted him, what's there to dislike about it?
That week, Mob had a group project to turn in, so he left early almost every day – on Tuesday, he didn't even show. Reigen was mostly unbothered, since as long as Serizawa and Ekubo were around, he knew the work day was going to go smoothly.
Maybe he was just in an overall good mood lately, but he had been enjoying Serizawa's company a lot more as well. They were getting along, he thought. That was good for the amicable workplace environment he was going for.
No other reason.
So, when Friday came around and Serizawa politely took his leave, and Reigen was left alone in the office, he was pretty much relieved to hear the door creak open half an hour before closing time.
"Hey there– whoa, quiet. Everyone left already?"
"Ah, yeah", Reigen replied from his desk chair, getting a few documents in order before calling it a day. "Come in, though. I’ll pour you some tea."
"Great! I’m parched."
Yoshioka walked up to him, suitcase in hand, and when Reigen got up from his chair to get them both clean cups, he looked at Yoshioka and almost fell back into his chair again.
"Huh? Ekubo?"
Yoshioka smirked and raised his hand, fingers brushing over the bright red circles on his cheeks.
"Hm? You mean this?" He paused, and Reigen nodded, still a little taken aback. He had red dimples, but his voice sounded like his own. "No, no. Ekubo is inside, but I’m in control." He stretched his arms out and flexed his fingers, as if to prove to Reigen he could move as he pleased. "He was helping me with the usual, then we noticed how late it already was, and decided to swing by anyways". He smiled, "What, are you shocked?"
Reigen exhaled and relaxed. "Ah...a bit", he admitted, chuckling at his own over the top reaction. He realized his initial distress might've been caused by the unexpected sight of Yoshioka possessed, but in control (something he had never seen before), but he knew that was within Ekubo's abilities. He flashed a customer service smile in Yoshioka’s direction.
"Well, it’s fine."
Though his cunning words weren’t enough to convince him, it seemed, for Yoshioka had a knowing look when he leered at him and left his suitcase by the armchairs, walking over. "Heh. Is it?"
Reigen stared at him for a moment. Close-cropped hair, thin eyebrows, hooded eyes, lips parted in a mildly concerned expression. Now, looking at him up-close, the red circles on his cheeks suited him well.
"Yes, it’s fine", he reiterated for emphasis, looking Yoshioka up and down. "You two can stay in your…weird…spiritual…symbiosis thing", he waved his hand, "But let that idiot know if he tries any shenanigans, I’m flipping both of you out the window."
He said it only to make Yoshioka laugh, though. He had a beautifully dorky laugh.
"Noted", Yoshioka said, and then hummed. "Now, what about that cup of tea?"
They talked and sipped green tea as Reigen worked. It was basically just answering a few e-mails and scheduling exorcisms for the following week, not much Yoshioka could help with, but being lost in conversation with him, the workload didn't matter much. Yoshioka was mostly listening, as always, and Reigen was the one retelling stories of past eventful work days, but Yoshioka listened to him with only a mildly mischievous smirk. Reigen suspected he wasn’t fully there, but assumed it was just Ekubo privately mocking him in his host’s mind.
Just as he closed his laptop shut and got ready to leave, Yoshioka spoke.
"So... you gonna take us drinking again?"
Reigen was caught off guard, so he paused to think of an answer.
He glanced at him and there it was. That heated stare.
He felt the blood start rushing to his face and his ears, unable to hold Yoshioka's stare for too long, but still feeling his sharp eyes trained on him when he answered, "Well, no point in trying to get Ekubo drunk when he's not the one in control..." He felt he had said too much, so he tried to switch gears, "But, err, if you want to go drinking, then...I mean, I’m not opposed to the idea, obviously, it's always fun to drink with...with friends...and..."
When he turned his head to face him again, Yoshioka was standing right in front of him, leaning on his desk, a wry smile dancing on his lips.
"Reigen." He said, voice low and raspy, and Reigen thought his name sounded lovely on his lips, "I’m flirting with you."
"Ah."
He laughed nervously, a little bit manic, and tapped his fingers on his desk to try and relieve some tension.
"I... I see."
"Are you against it?"
Reigen felt like he had heard that one before.
"I... no." He paused. "Fuck no."
Yoshioka gave him a smirk, a cocky, mocking smirk, tilting his face upwards by taking his chin in his hand.
"So, can I keep doing it?"
Reigen's muscles involuntarily relaxed, dissipating tension giving way to a short sigh, eyes glued to Yoshioka's lips and his sharp canines that showed when he smiled. Being this close to Yoshioka gave him just a slight edge of danger.
"Fuck yes."
(...)
He wasn't planning on doing it in the office. I mean, of course, right? It was such a hassle to clean up after, and it would mess up his suit and tousle his hair, and he would sweat and stink, and all sorts of other things that were less troublesome, but still much of a pain to deal with.
But Yoshioka was alluring. And a great kisser.
Reigen was sat at his desk, thankfully free of any scattered paperwork, and Yoshioka was standing between his legs, cupping his face with one hand and the other pressing on the small of his back. Much different from Ekubo, Yoshioka took his time, rolled his tongue inside of his mouth and against his own, caressed his face with his thumb while they kissed, nibbled on his bottom lip gently and took it all painstakingly slow.
Honestly, Reigen was starting to lose it a little.
"Mmn..." He hummed into his mouth, pulling back with a gasp. "Say...how long will you keep me waiting, mm?"
He curled a finger around his belt loop and pulled, as a way to give him a hint. Yoshioka smirked in return.
"Ah, impatient, aren't we?" He slid his hand down Reigen's face and to the back of his head, ran long fingers through blond hair and grabbed a fistful of it, giving it a commanding tug. "I’m afraid if you want something to happen, you'll have to do it yourself, whore."
Was he some five years younger, Reigen would have blushed at that. But years of experience had given him some sort of resistance to that kind of play.
"Mn, okay", he grabbed Yoshioka by his shoulders and gave him a light push, getting him to step back so he could get onto his feet and then down to his knees.
"Oh", Yoshioka said, and he chuckled.
"What? You said it yourself, yes?" Reigen was quick to unbutton his jacket and unbuckle his belt, pulling down the fly of his pants with his teeth just to put on a little show for him, "If I want something to happen, I’ll have to do it myself."
"I... did say that", Yoshioka croaked, "just didn't–"
"– Expect me to actually do it? Yeah", Reigen gave a satisfied hum when Yoshioka's monster of a cock flopped out of his slacks, semi-hard but twitching expectantly. "I’ve heard that one a lot."
Yoshioka seemed to want to respond, but maybe his brain didn't have time to think of a witty enough answer before Reigen swallowed his cock. Feeling it harden, pressed flat on his tongue, Reigen stole a single glance up at Yoshioka's face, pleased to see the red circles on his cheeks grow brighter as his face flushed. Knowing his technique to be flawless, Reigen closed his eyes and pulled back, letting saliva pool into his mouth so when he popped Yoshioka's dick out of him, it was nice and slick with his drool.
He wondered if Ekubo could feel it, too.
Wrapping one hand around the base and keeping the other on Yoshioka's thigh for support, Reigen gave it a few tugs and left a few kisses along his shaft just to get him fully hard. Taking in the sight of his "magnificent instrument", or whatever Ekubo would call it, in its best form and raring to go, Reigen licked his lips and gave it a pump, and then another. Above him, Yoshioka let out a shuddering breath.
"Such a cocktease..." He heard him mutter.
"What, you want me to hurry up and make you come?" Reigen replied, watching his frustrated expression and raising an eyebrow, somehow offended at the fact that Yoshioka dared critique his dick-sucking expertise. "Would you rather I treat this as a job and do it your way?”
"Frankly?" Yoshioka breathed, "Yes, I would. In fact, I think I would like it more if you opened that pretty mouth nice and wide for me, and let me fuck it quick and rough so I can go ahead and empty my balls deep into your throat", he clicked his tongue with an annoyed tch. "But sure, take your time."
Fucking hell, now Reigen was the one rock hard.
"Well, thank you for being so understanding", he mocked instead of complying, giving his dick a lascivious lick, from base to tip. He twirled his tongue around the head for a while, sucking on it gently and gingerly, sometimes looking up at Yoshioka's brow furrowed in a scowl, reddened lips letting out low grunts and panting through gritted teeth.
"See? It's not so bad like this", Reigen noted, taking him in his mouth again and going only as far as halfway, massaging the tip with his tongue and then pulling out again. This time, Yoshioka gave him a more satisfying, open-mouthed moan.
"Reigen, for fuck's sake..."
"Mmh?"
Yoshioka growled, looking down at him, and leaned forward, hands gripping the edge of Reigen's desk to brace himself. "I’m trying really fucking hard not to fuck you up right now."
Reigen unconsciously bit his lip.
When he got like this, it wasn't hard to believe Yoshioka had been part of a criminal organization. His eyes gleamed with something dark, something dangerous. When he scowled, his teeth seemed that much more sharp, that much more prone to biting down on him and drawing blood without much effort. His hands were shaking, his arm muscles tensed up, and Reigen knew he was holding back, because when he ran a free hand up and down his leg, he noticed Yoshioka was trying really hard not to buck his hips.
Reigen felt a little bit sorry for him, and a little bit scared. But most of all, he wanted to see more.
"Trying, huh?" He mused, giving his dick a gentle squeeze, sucking on the tip and wriggling his tongue on the slit just to hear Yoshioka gasp, "Then don't."
He opened his mouth as wide as he could, then, making sure to keep his throat relaxed when he brought his face closer and Yoshioka's dick laid on his tongue, nice and heavy, just as he liked it. And he pushed himself a little further, feeling drool and Yoshioka's precum spilling from his mouth and dripping down his neck and probably on his collar, but he ignored his conscious mind's yelling because the swollen head of Yoshioka's rock-hard dick had finally reached his throat at this point.
Yoshioka himself shivered in pleasure under Reigen's touch, and he purred, sending low vibrations to his cock, pushing just a little more until the very tip of his nose touched Yoshioka's lower abdomen. His pubes tickled his face, but he held his position, closing his eyes as a way to chase away tear droplets that started to form from the sheer struggle of deepthroating Yoshioka.
He didn't have to hold for much longer, though. Because Yoshioka's hand came out of nowhere and gripped his hair, and Reigen made a gurgling noise to signal his confusion, because he thought this was what Yoshioka wanted, but he started to pull himself out of his mouth slowly.
And then he pushed himself in again.
His thrusts weren't as rough as they could be, Reigen knew, because when Ekubo was in control he used his body to its maximum capacity and Reigen knew his true strength was far from what he was showing him now. But still, he appreciated the attentiveness.
Yoshioka soon let go of his hair to hold his chin, keeping him steady as he thrust into his mouth and throat, all the while panting with a desperation that Reigen had not heard in his voice before, at least not when it was Ekubo in charge of his vocal chords.
Ekubo, he thought, was surprisingly quiet in bed. Though his stream of filth was constant, he didn't really moan much.
Which, Reigen noted, had to be a crime. Because Yoshioka's moans were the hottest he had ever heard.
Yoshioka's pace quickened, his hips bucking and faltering, leaning more into the desk that now creaked faintly as he pushed it each time his dick plunged into Reigen's mouth. “Reigen...Reigen, fuck..."
He replied with a loud groan, tears forming on the corners of his eyes and the taste of precum in his mouth.
"You look so fucking pretty on your knees", Yoshioka gasped, his pace more frantic with each push, "Your mouth feels so good, your throat is so tight", his eyes had glossed over long ago, his voice cracking, "I knew it'd feel amazing to face-fuck you like this, I knew you'd love it– " He gasped loudly again, fingers digging into Reigen's cheeks with his hand steadying his chin, "Do you have...fuck...any idea what you look like right now? Ngh– like you were made to be used like this–" Reigen could feel precum oozing from Yoshioka's dick and down his throat, and it twitched violently and he knew he was close, "So hot. So sexy with my fat cock in your mouth."
Then his whole body shuddered, and the loud, breathless moan that came out of him was going to be burned into Reigen's mind for a long time.
"Fuck– gonna cum–! Open that throat up for me–!"
Reigen did as he was told, and when Yoshioka came it shot deep down his throat, and he felt tears spilling from his eyes and his eyebrows curl upwards in what probably looked like a very nice face, because Yoshioka moaned at the sight, and fucked his mouth a few more times until the very last drop had been swallowed and Reigen's throat felt used and sore.
Yoshioka pulled out slowly, however, and ran a thumb across Reigen's wet lips, and brought it to his mouth so he could lick it and taste himself and Reigen's drool together. He wiped those fingers on his slacks, and finally rested his hand on top of Reigen's head, giving it a light scratch and caressing his hair to reward him for a job well done.
"Haa...shit, that felt amazing..." Yoshioka praised him, hand still on top of his head, and Reigen felt his heart skip a beat. "But, Ekubo..." He panted, giving him a knowing look, "Ekubo says he wants to have his way with you now."
Reigen felt a shiver down his spine, his cock aching in his pants, clearly approving of their idea of passing him around amongst each other like a sex toy. Reigen was so turned on by that suggestion, Yoshioka didn't even have to ask.
"You okay with that?" He asked, regardless.
Reigen nodded. Yoshioka lightly tugged on his hair again, tilting his head back to look at him properly.
"Well?"
"Yes", Reigen gave him the answer he was looking for, voice sounding coarse and strained after what they had just done, "I would like that."
"Mmn?"
"I..." Reigen felt weak under his stare, feeling his dick twitch and leak precum that was for sure going to stain his underwear, "I would really like that."
At that moment, Yoshioka let go of his hair, and his entire body shivered. Reigen watched as every muscle in his body tensed up and convulsed, and suddenly his head dropped forward and he seemed to have fallen asleep standing up for a second. Then, he took a deep breath, let out a satisfied hum, and slowly lifted his head.
Reigen wondered if Ekubo even knew he was there when he saw him reach into the inner pocket of Yoshioka's slick jacket and take a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Long fingers fished a single cigarette from the pack and brought it to his lips, setting it alight and taking a long drag, puffing a cloud of smoke into the air before finally letting his sharp gaze fall on the man by his feet.
"...Well, well, well."
Reigen shivered. That was Ekubo's voice, alright.
"Look at you."
His free hand reached for his face and turned it, tilted it to one side and then the other, as if assessing the damage. He gave a "hmph" that sounded like one of approval, nodded his head and took another drag of his cigarette.
"Yoshioka was right", he said, face partially concealed by smoke that poured out of his mouth when he did so, "You look pretty on your knees."
"Thank you", Reigen replied coarsely, and he didn't exactly know why. That wasn't that kind of relationship, was it?
...Did he want it to be?
Hmm.
He didn't have time to unpack this right now.
Instead, he let Ekubo do as he pleased, when he wrapped one hand around Yoshioka's cock and gave it a few pumps, Reigen watching somewhat bewitched as the cock that had just come as hard as it did into him became fully hard again.
"Spirit powers", Ekubo said, and snorted at his own joke. Reigen thought it was hot how moronic he was.
Nevertheless, Yoshioka's dick was hard once again, and swinging right in front of his face again, and Reigen felt his mouth water.
"Now", Ekubo said with a smirk, taking another drag of his cigarette as he took it upon himself to slap Reigen twice on the side of his face with Yoshioka's wet dick, "Be a good boy and worship it."
"Wh– what?" Reigen was caught off guard by the request, then he frowned. "And I told you to stop calling me that."
"What? You don't like it?"
Ekubo chuckled, stroking his face with the back of his hand, and Reigen closed his eyes and his chest tightened.
He did. But Ekubo didn't need to know that.
"I don't, so just cut it out", he lied. He opened his eyes again, staring at him from his place on the ground, "And what the hell do you mean by 'worship it'?"
"You heard me", he snapped back, an unnerving shit-eating grin plastered on Yoshioka's face that didn't belong to him, but looked familiar on his borrowed face, "You like this dick, don'tcha? So, worship it."
Reigen didn't quite know what to do, so he rested his hands on his knees and pursed his lips, and didn't say anything.
Ekubo wished to be a god, that much was clear. Knowing of the evil spirit's narcissistic nature, his need for a crowd to cheer for him and worship his every move, asking a sex friend to do something like that for him wasn't too far off. Reigen understood where he was coming from.
He brought his hands up to Yoshioka's abdomen and the base of his dick. This isn't so different from deceiving the customers, he thought. Just have to put up a convincing act.
He planted a long kiss on the side of his dick, sticking his tongue out to wrap around it, and Ekubo bucked his hips slowly, making Reigen's mouth slide up and down his shaft.
Ekubo sighed.
"Mmnh, good." He took another drag, blowing sweet smoke in Reigen's general direction, "Now, it's girthy, ain't it? Go on, tell me."
“Oh, yes." Reigen made sure to make his voice whiny and high-pitched, wrapping his hands around Yoshioka’s dick and batting his eyelashes up at him, turning his seduction power up to eleven to overcompensate for his embarrassment. "I love this thick dick…! Ekubo-sama, your cock is so big and girthy, it drives me crazy…!" He kissed the tip, trailing pecks all the way down the underside until he reached the base, cupping Yoshioka's balls with his hands. "I love to choke on it…", he sucked on the tip and let out a loud moan, "And the smell is so—"
"Okay, stop."
Reigen looked up, and Ekubo had two fingers pinching the bridge of Yoshioka’s nose, making a face that was either disgust, disapproval or trying to hold back laughter. Reigen turned beet red.
"Oh, come on! I think my acting was top notch!" He shouted.
"It was so bad !" Ekubo looked at him with an exasperated look on Yoshioka’s handsome face, gesturing with his hand that was holding the cigarette, "It doesn’t work if it’s dishonest. It must come from the heart, you understand? From the heart!"
Ekubo groaned, resting his forehead in his hand. He brought the cigarette to his lips and took a long drag. Reigen sat there with a phenomenal frown.
He still thought it was going really well. Ekubo just didn’t know how to appreciate good acting.
"Y’know what? Let’s just do it normally." Ekubo shoved his head away, putting out his cigarette on the unused ashtray by Reigen’s laptop. "I’ll make you my cock-hungry worshipping slave some other time. Get up."
"Tch."
Reigen didn’t get up, and instead kept staring at Yoshioka’s cock, now a little bit droopy, but that was Ekubo’s fault, he thought.
"…Won’t you let me try it one more time?"
At that moment Ekubo looked at him, like, really looked at him. He seemed to consider it, then realize something important, and the red circles on his cheeks wrinkled with a wider-than-thought-possible smile that he creepily plastered on Yoshioka’s face.
"Oh?", he sounded beyond amused, "Have you awakened to your true nature?" He gave a dark chuckle, wrapping long fingers around Yoshioka’s dick and obscenely flailing it around. "You gonna take this seriously or what?"
Reigen huffed, sitting on his heels with his knees firmly on the floor. "You’re the one who needs to take this seriously, idiot", he barked back, "What’s with this worshipping…roleplay stuff? Such a creep."
Ekubo didn’t answer, and let go of Yoshioka’s dick so Reigen’s hand could replace his. After taking a deep breath to steady himself, Reigen kissed along his shaft once more, just to have it in his mouth, fingertips trailing strong veins and rubbing his tip. That coaxed out a pleasant sigh from Ekubo, so he kept going, now resting his forehead on Yoshioka's lower body to be as close as possible to the source of his scent. He breathed it in, smelling cigarette smoke and sweat and Yoshioka’s musk, and getting a shudder from the evil spirit above him.
"Mm. That's right…"
Ekubo took another cigarette from Yoshioka’s inner pocket, lighting it and taking a drag. He seemed to be enjoying it, now, so Reigen kissed the underside of Yoshioka’s cock again, let it rest on his face, smearing precum all over his hair, and made sure to look up so Ekubo would think he wasn’t even bothered by it. He played with the tip with his thumb and then brought his mouth up and flicked the slit with his tongue, earning another resonating hum from Ekubo.
"Good", Ekubo gave him a crooked, creepy smile, and Reigen could tell he liked that much more than his acting.
Satisfied by the feedback he was getting, he opened his mouth and took Yoshioka's dick inside, wrapping his lips tightly around him, tasting bitter precum and sucking on it eagerly, bobbing his head a couple times. When he pulled away with a loud pop!, Ekubo had already put out his second cigarette, and he knew what was going to happen next.
"Ekubo..." He couldn't help but say it with a sly grin, mouth pressed against the head of the dick that he, quote on quote, loved so much. "Aren't you going to fuck me with this big dick of yours?"
He didn't even have to ask.
(...)
That was the first time in a few years that a man bent him over his desk and fucked him.
Reigen gasped in anticipation and couldn't help but flinch when Yoshioka's hand came to press his head against the wooden desk, while Ekubo poured massage oil all over his ass and Yoshioka's throbbing dick. Holding onto his waist with one hand, grinding against him torturously, in extremely slow thrusts, teasing his hole with the tip but not giving it to him just yet.
"You..." Reigen breathed, "You're taking your sweet time tonight, huh...?"
"Mmnh..." Ekubo spread his cheeks with a large hand, the other still on his head, running fingers through his hair and digging blunt nails into his scalp. "Just want to make sure you know who's in control here, slut." Reigen shivered. "I go at whichever pace I want. You just stay there and look pretty for me."
"Okay", was all he could muster.
Ekubo teased him for what felt like hours, but Reigen knew were probably just a couple minutes. When he finally had enough and started pushing himself into his quivering hole, a violent shiver ran down his spine, this is it, he thought. That's exactly what I wanted.
"Mmmmh, Ekubo...!"
He gasped for air, open-mouthed and pathetic, drooling all over his desk, Yoshioka's fingers entangled in his hair.
"Is...is he watching? Yoshioka...?"
"What...?" Ekubo slowed down his thrusts to a halt, seemed to need a second to fish Yoshioka's consciousness from deep into their conjoined mind, "Ah...yes, he is now."
"Hah...good...ngh– I love it when he watches..."
That seemed to do it for Ekubo. His hips snapped forward, clothed thighs smacking against his exposed ones, and his voice came down to a whisper when he brought his lips to Reigen's neck.
"Yeah? You like being watched, huh, Reigen-sensei?" He mocked his nickname, chuckling darkly with a hint of mischief. "You want to give Yoshioka something to jerk off to?"
Reigen couldn't help but moan. Ekubo straightened his back and gave him another push, pulling his hair hard enough as to stretch his neck taut, Reigen forced to look forward and out the closed window behind his work desk.
Ah. The window.
Reigen started thinking of what would happen if someone walked by the building right now and heard him moaning like a desperate slut. His dick twitched.
"Tell me you want me to ruin you."
"I... want it..."
"Louder, bitch."
"I want it...!" Reigen cried out, embarrassed and frustrated and leaking precum everywhere, "Fuck me, damn it, I’ll do anything, just–! Please, Ekubo, fuck–!"
His sobs became louder and louder with each thrust of Yoshioka's hips, Ekubo setting his usual frantic pace, slamming into him with brute force, making the desk creak loudly under them, Reigen's dick flapping uselessly, nails scratching the wood while his ass was being fucked raw. At one point, Ekubo's grip on his hair tightened, and he growled a "c'mere" that made his face flush, lifting him up until his back touched his torso. They were still in their button-ups, but still Reigen could feel Yoshioka's heat radiating from his chest and feel his heart thumping against his ribcage. And when another hand pulled on his tie with enough force to choke him, Reigen's eyes rolled back in his head and he knew he would come untouched and all over himself.
His moans were loud and shameless, surprising even himself, stripped of his pride and his self-control, Yoshioka's cologne enveloping all of him, making him lightheaded.
"Ekubo", he called out in between loud sobs, scalp burning from how hard the evil spirit yanked his head back. "Ekubo...!"
"What, you coming?" Yoshioka's mouth met his neck, teeth scraping and lips sucking on reddened skin, but it was Ekubo's voice tipping him over the edge and scrambling his thoughts, "Yeah? You coming from being fucked by this huge dick? You wanna come, you greedy slut? Let me hear you fucking say it."
"Cum– I’m cumming–!"
"Say it, Reigen–"
"Gonna make me c–"
It tore through him all at once, before he could speak and before he could think, face twisted in a shameful expression and cum splashing on the floor with a splat, and Ekubo gasped as the walls of his ass clenched around Yoshioka's dick, and he pulled out and fucked him between his thighs for barely a second before his own orgasm had him shaking too.
His hips gave out and Reigen collapsed on top of his desk, breathing ragged, hands twitching and head swimming. To his surprise, Ekubo was the one who lifted him up and supported his body weight with strong arms, kissing his face with a tenderness that Reigen couldn't quite place.
But he willingly turned off his unnecessary thoughts, and sighed under his sweet touch, and wholeheartedly accepted him when a gentle hand turned his face towards him, and Ekubo kissed him nice and slow, tongue swirling in his mouth, and Reigen thought, I could get used to this.
Half an hour later it was dark out, but Reigen stayed sprawled out on the couch, lying on his stomach, ass stinging and legs aching, well-fucked and as clean as Ekubo could get him with a wet towel he had gotten from the toilet, but happy. Ekubo's borrowed body laid on his back under him, one hand behind his head and the other petting Reigen's hair, eyes closed in a blissful expression, breathing so steadily Reigen could mistake it for sleep. But he knew Ekubo was awake in Yoshioka's body, basking in the afterglow.
Reigen snuggled up against his chest and sighed happily. Ekubo had been unexpectedly considerate of him, despite what it looked like and despite his foul mouth. He usually didn’t kiss him ever so sweetly after they were done, and he wasn’t the slow and teasing type. It was different from his usual, different from what they had done until then, but Reigen wasn't in a position to complain.
Honestly, it puzzled him to the point where he had to wonder if maybe Ekubo and Yoshioka had had a talk about treating him gently. Reigen blushed at the thought.
None of his previous partners had ever been so thoughtful of his needs. That was something that didn't come naturally to Ekubo either, he assumed, but if Yoshioka was the one to bring out his gentle side, that wasn't a bad thing at all.
"So", Ekubo's voice brought him back from his pleasant stupor, "How ya holding up? Is your ass still functional?"
"Shut up." Reigen lifted his head, looking at him in the eyes. Ekubo had this annoying expression, as usual, but Yoshioka’s face was too handsome to refuse, so he stretched his neck just far enough to give him a light peck on the lips, "Don’t go thinking you can break me just like that."
Ekubo seemed confused by the kiss, but didn’t refuse him, and when Reigen pulled back he had this stupid grin, and he laughed. "Oh, I would never underestimate you", he said with contempt, his free hand slapping Reigen’s ass with gusto. "Just checking in, y’know? Yoshioka got worried for a second. Thought I tore you in half back there."
Well, then, he thought. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad after all if things changed a little between the three of them.
"Well…I think needed this", he sighed, resting his head on Yoshioka’s strong chest again, smelling himself on his shirt.
Ekubo chuckled, still as cocky as ever, but with a hint of something more, kind and somewhat docile.
"Not surprising, you whore" He said, groping his ass and giving it another smack. "But…yeah. I know. Well, we both kinda knew. Not like I waltzed in here with a borrowed body expecting a cuppa tea and a good talk, y’know?" He cackled.
Reigen hummed, deeply amused and too exhausted to answer.
Ekubo was annoying, mean, and had strange hobbies. Yoshioka was a former criminal, somewhat shady and a huge voyeur.
They were both weirdos, but…well, they seemed to care about him. A lot.
Reigen did his best to hide his smile.
Yes.
This was nice, after all.