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Smell of rain and expensive air freshener, soft hands threading through his wet strands– it was crazy how distant that memory from four months ago appeared to be now.
Drenched white mess sprawled on top of a king sized bed and soiling the expensive sheets carelessly was obviously the creature known as Nagi.
"Nagi! Your hair is still wet from the rain. You need to dry it." Reo scolds him but it's in his usual fond tone and Nagi doesn't bother to move, satisfied with how his body dips in the sheets that smell so familiar.
Oh right , that was Reo's scent mixed with lavender that nowadays always reminds him of their shared lunches at school, the times Reo let him nap on his lap.
"Seriously… You will catch a cold." Reo stands in front of him, holding the hairdryer.
"Then do it for me." Nagi states. He doesn't need to ask for it, instead he knew that Reo will say yes. Reo would never deny him anything, it's what he had learnt by now and Nagi exists to make whatever Reo wishes for real.
Reo's hand reaches for his hair, and with more force than usual he ruffles it, the droplets landing on Nagi's face so squeezes his eyes shut with a small groan.
"How spoiled, you act like a—"
Nagi opens his eyes before Reo could finish, locking their gazes and Reo short circuits. He was about to call him a kid, but for whatever reason the serious gaze Nagi was using to pin him down was anything but, making him fumble for anything else he could say.
" —A husband!"
Silence.
Reo wishes to jump out of the window, what did he even say just now.
"A husband." Nagi repeats rather than questioning it, tasting that word on his lips for the first time.
"Yeah, and you act like such a wife, Reo."
He says casually, completely unbothered by his best friend's flushing face. Reo is so pretty , is the only thing he thinks of in all of this. Reo was the only person who took interest in him, gave him a meaning, and motivated him. Sharing a dream, Nagi didn't know much about it but it just seemed intimate, which made something in his chest warm and fuzzy. It's good to have Reo. As a wife he'd be perfect too.
"You— Ugh, nevermind. Come here Nagi, let me dry your hair. You will catch a cold."
Reo worried about Nagi more than anyone ever did, no— only he cared about Nagi. If he had eaten that day, how his day had went, believed in his abilities and cheered him on. Reo was like spring, bringing change to Nagi's life from complete cold stillness into something warm and bright— full of colors. Purple. Nagi's world was dyed purple.
Reo would do everything for Nagi, and Nagi felt like he could do anything for Reo.
"Yep, you're definitely acting like a wife."
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The whistle and loud cheers conclude the game at 3:2 — for Bastard Munchen. It’s their loss.
Nagi doesn’t let his chest heave just yet, he couldn’t breathe without looking at Reo first. Few meters away Reo is kneeling on the ground, his face down and even though Nagi can’t see it from this angle he is sure Reo’s expression is not the same as the one he had when they lost for the first time.
He was excited, Reo was excited.
That’s… good.
Nagi thinks as he walks over to where Reo is, extending his hand to him, “Reo…” But before he could continue Reo’s eyes lock with his and in a swift second all the air is knocked out of his lungs, Reo is hugging him as tight as when they had scored.
Unsure of how to react, Nagi stands still, his hand on Reo’s back soothing. “You were amazing.” It was only the truth, the game was doomed till Reo allowed him to play together again. It felt great, receiving Reo's passes and creativity. They both improved so much, and finally, finally , they were ready to play together again. Them against the world.
“What are you saying?” Reo finally smiles at him, all gleaming and bright. “You were the amazing one Nagi! You will see, the world noticed us, how good reonagi is!”
“But Reo–” He tilts his head confused, if they lost, how were they going to be the best?
“I’m happy for you two but get your PDA off the field.” Chigiri adds in, massaging his knees not far away from them before following after the others, emptying the field.
“Yeah, let’s go Nagi.” Reo laughs and Nagi follows after him.
"I'm tired, carry me Reoo" Nagi whines, his body missing the moments when Reo used to carry him after their practices.
"You're such a baby." Reo laughs but crouches down anyway. Seeing Reo's back like this Nagi couldn't help but feel like it should be the other way around— him carrying Reo.
"It's fine actually, I can walk." He moves to extend his hand towards Reo who takes it to get up, "If you say so?" He looked at him confused but soon he was back to all smiles.
"Aww! I'll miss the spoiled husband Nagi."
Good, I'm still Reo's husband.
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Soon Nagi wakes up in a different room, endless chatter around him but he instinctively immediately searches for Reo. He is now awake enough to hear his voice, feel his touch as he cradles his head, sweeping his hair out of his eyes and then continuing to pet him. Nagi didn't remember much of what happened after the match so he had guessed that he had fallen asleep immediately and that in the end Reo still had to carry him to here. He was really thankful to Reo for being so patient with him, for spoiling him still. He never wished for them to change, even if individually they had to, for Reo's— their dream.
Everyone was excited, waiting and waiting for the results to show up, to see which rank they had scored. Nagi soon registers Chigiri's voice as well, laughing while discussing something with Reo. Good, Nagi thinks, Reo seems happy.
"Now we will announce the rankings!" He hears Chris say excitedly and Nagi groans at the loudness of his voice. This makes Reo laugh, his hand stopping its movement in his hair.
His best friend was looking down at him with a wide smile on his beautiful face. "Shh!" His finger presses against Nagi's lips and Nagi nods, his lips further touching the finger, a small sneaky kiss.
Nagi was truly shameless. But he couldn't help it with Reo being so damn perfect in one word, so talented and pretty. He really loved everything about him, from his hard working side to his unexpected temper. He was thankful for that one day when Reo had found him, bringing colors to his monotonous world. While thinking of him Nagi couldn't help but lean into his touch, all sleepy but trying to keep awake to at least hear which rank Reo had scored. It must be pretty high with today's performance and this way his parents would see it, Take that, losers, Nagi thought while picturing the Mikage CEO's expression twisting. He better be proud of his son.
Nagi had a complicated relationship with his in-laws, or at least that's how he called them without Reo knowing about it.
“Reo…” Nagi found himself letting out a low whine, his eyes still closed, head moving just slightly to nuzzle into the gentle touch. His head was placed on Reo's shoulder when he realized that he was sitting on Reo's lap, with one of Reo's arms around his waist, the other ruffling his hair. None seemed to mind their skinship, or at least they appeared not to.
“You okay? You’re spacing out.” Reo asks with his lips against his cheek.
No, it’s too hard to focus around you. Nagi thinks but doesn't say it. Instead he nods, never taking his eyes off of Reo, he was so in love.
"Okay then." Reo hums and goes back to his chatter with Chigiri.
Nagi felt uncomfortable, the jersey sticking to his skin from dried sweat because his lazy ass fell asleep he wasn’t able to shower when everyone else did. Then how about Reo? He nuzzles his face into Reo’s neck, his bangs tickling Reo who laughs, “What are you doing Nagi?”
“Nothin’” Nagi mumbles into the soft skin, “You smell so nice.” He muses after a while, catching Reo off guard, and Chigiri too who just looks at him like he is a madman.
“Whaa–? Nagi!” He cups his cheeks, squishing them as he makes Nagi face him. “Did you just–”
Nagi only nods his head lazily, then looks at Reo with the best puppy eyes he could give, “Reooo, can we go shower now?”
Reo’s heart squeezes in his chest but he doesn’t relent, “You fell asleep earlier! Now wait a bit for the results to be announced.”
Nagi doesn’t look happy, as spoiled as he was, so the one responsible for his baby behavior pets his head, soothing him but it doesn’t work as Nagi shifts in Reo’s lap, getting up, towering over him as he repeats.
“Reo, let’s go.”
“N–Nagi can’t you sit back down?” He taps his lap for him, “Just for—”
His sentence breaks off into a yelp as he’s lifted into the air, and Reo is amazed that Nagi does it only with one arm, how easily he finds himself over Nagi’s shoulder. While admiring his treasure’s strength Reo doesn’t notice being carried away with other players' mouths gaping open at the scene.
“Wait, uh Chigiri–” Reo calls out desperately, “Please text me the results.”
“And you Nagi–” Reo is left speechless, what was there to say in this situation?
“Ah, sorry Reo,” Nagi says, not sounding sorry at all.
"My husband is such a brute." Reo sighs defeated.
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Floating in a warm bath after an exhausting match was the best, especially with the cheers of your beloved next to you.
Content, Nagi closes his eyes and breathes slowly, staying afloat despite the water splashing all around him because of Reo's stunts.
“See Nagi! I told you we will be the best in the world.” Reo hums, “I’m now a player worth 40mil.”
“Congratulations,” Nagi says, completely expecting that Reo would rank.
“How about you, husband?” Reo asks with a beautiful cheeky grin.
Husband. The word repeats in Nagi's mind.
“How does it feel to be a 88mil worth player?!” He says, all excited, and Nagi knew that he was more happy for him than for himself. It's just a Reo thing, to be endlessly proud of him. Just like how Nagi was proud of Reo for every little thing that he does, believing in him more than anyone.
Reo splashes him out of his thoughts, “Sto–”
Nagi stands up, slicking his hair back with his hand, one eye closed as water he was coughing on dribbles down his chin.
Reo blushes at the sight, barely listening to what Nagi was saying.
“Oh you haven’t seen it yet? I guess you don’t know what being number one is, my treasure.” The old nickname rolls sweetly off Reo's tongue, endearing and just wonderful to hear once again.
Nagi likes it. No, he loves it. Just like how he adores and loves Reo.
“Yeah… Doesn’t really mean much.” It’s not number one in the world with Reo just yet so it didn’t matter.
“Cmon Nagi! It’s a big deal, a big step forward for us!” Reo tries to hype him up, to show him how much of an improvement they have actually made.
“Mhm, whatever you say Reo.” If Reo's so happy about it, then it must be good.
“Cmon, let’s get out of the water,” Reo reminds him, his fingers already getting puffy from the warm bath.
“Uhh… don’t wanna,” Nagi liked the temperature, how the water relaxed his tense muscles. Perfect for a nap, if only he wouldn't drown.
“You just don’t want to dry yourself off right? I'll help,” Reo offers knowingly.
"Okay…" Nagi didn't mind the sound of that so he nodded, letting Reo pull him out of the bath.
His eyes trail Reo's figure, taking in all the changes in his body, studying his expression as Reo moves around to get towels for them both; one wrapped around his neck and other in his hand.
"I'll start with your back," Reo announces and Nagi simply closes his eyes to the feeling or soft towel tapping on his back, wiping him down. It's so relaxing Nagi wishes it to last longer, almost whining when Reo comes to his front, the back finished.
"I also got you your shorts," Reo hums all excited.
Seeing Reo happy again was nice. Reo was right, it's like they are back together again. It's only before that Reo would call him husband and he was doing it now again . So it was a logical guess, a relieving fact.
"Ngh–"
It's quiet but the small moan still echoes in the room and both of them still.
"S-sorry, was that too hard?" Reo blushes while wiping at Nagi's chest, now carefully tapping where his nipples are.
“No, it’s fine Reo” He says, eyes closed and Reo trusts him on the word, but the earlier sound echoes through his mind, Nagi moaned—
His hands stop on Nagi’s waist, the towel still in his hands. Noticing this Nagi calls out to him.
“What’s wrong Reo?” He asks with a voice heavier than it should be, and when Reo lifts his head up he is met with a pinning gaze, Nagi’s eyes slightly darken than usual. This makes Reo squirm in his spot, thighs rubbing together unconsciously.
“What… What are you thinking of right now, Nagi?” He questions back, his throat impossibly tight as he gulps.
“How hot you look while on your knees, and how nice your touch feels,” he answers casually like it was normal between them, and it was till they separated but both of them no longer dwell on it, now they are together and that was enough.
Reo lets out a breathy laugh, “What happened to being sleepy?”
Nagi seems to pout, again, and Reo just laughs some more as Nagi’s hands come to his own, demanding of him to move, to do that again, make him feel good.
“Okay okay, here my spoiled husband.” He hums, hands tracing down Nagi’s defined thighs, the towel soaking up the droplets of water that drip down.
Now that he was finally touching them, Nagi's thighs really were like a dream; strong, defined and thick. Since their first practice he couldn't help but notice them, wish to touch them, mark them so whenever Nagi scores a goal people would see all his marks on them when his shorts ride up.
"You're so perfect Nagi," Reo's let's the towel drop to the floor, now kneading the flesh with his bare hands, "I wanted to praise you so much when I saw you training so hard before this match but I—" his voice trails from slutty to sad.
And Nagi hated seeing Reo sad, so he ran his hand through Reo's hair, making him look up at him, "I know, I'm so happy that you invited me to play with you. Thank you Reo."
Reo stills, a bit shocked before he smiles, "What's with that, it's like you grew up."
Nagi only shrugs, earning another laugh from his beloved as he pulls back and sits on a chair. Then, all while looking at Reo, he taps his lap then gestures for Reo to come over and on his knees Reo does, like a man possessed he crawls over, immediately latching his lips on the tender flesh.
Nagi's thighs were so big he could spend hours marking them fully, and Reo relished in that, enjoying how Nagi shudders every time he nips or sucks at the skin but he seems to have gone too far, Nagi was tugging at his hair. "Suck" he says, voice dark and Reo gulps at the demanding demeanor and lust in his voice, eyes immediately darting to a tent in Nagi's underwear, "Don't bite."
Oh. That's what he meant. Reo felt somewhat disappointed, but there was still time, he would get a chance to taste Nagi soon enough.
"You're a fucking dream Nagi," Reo mumbles between the kisses, whimpering when Nagi lets go of his hair. He was panting just from this much, his body felt like it was on fire for more, especially his cock. His hand rubs up against Nagi's thigh, then slips down to free his own hardening length. In all the desperation, his hand shakes, almost failing at his task and not noticing Nagi gaze at him curiously.
Reo was jacking off to the sight of Nagi's thighs, to all of Nagi to be exact and Nagi lets him, curiously observing how Reo's face contours in pleasure, how he touches himself and then he gets an idea.
"You can put it in," Nagi says casually.
"In–?!" Reo stutters, unable to even form a full question.
"Yeah, my thighs Reo. You can fuck them if you want," he says it like it's nothing and Reo's brain explodes. Nagi is always so full of surprises.
"Okay…" Reo nods, getting up on his shaky knees, "Okay–" he repeats to himself, eyes glued to the pinkish marks he had left on his best friend's thighs.
"Are you sure?" Reo asks just as he was about to take a hold of Nagi's thighs and Nagi squeezes him before he could, his leg warping around Reo's waist and pulling him in, his cock trapped between two muscular thighs.
Reo gasps, moaning Nagi's name, begging him to slow down but his hips keep on thrusting, soon wetting the thighs with his pre cum enough to make the slides easy and fast.
"Nagi, Nagi, Nagi –" He repeats, his mouth suddenly lonely as he kisses Nagi, preventing themselves from getting heard by others who could be nearby.
Fuck, right. They were in public—
But somehow, Reo just couldn't find it in himself to stop, the friction just felt so good and he was so damn close. He whines into Nagi's mouth, kisses messy and open mouthed, spit dripping down their chins as their tongues rub against each other.
"Let me help you," Reo reaches down and takes Nagi into his hand, making him gasp as his fingers wrap around Nagi’s cock. Nagi thrusts up into Reo’s grip, every noise that comes out of him now sounding like a whine.
"That's so so good Reo—" He begs for more, and Reo squeezes his hand, making the grip tight enough for Nagi's whole body to shake.
Reo presses a kiss against Nagi’s ear and then licks into the shell of it, grinning at the moan that Nagi lets out in response. "I thought you wouldn't be into this kind of stuff so I always held back but look at you, crying at just the touch of my hand," Reo smirks, his canines revealing themselves, he then whispers, like it was a secret between them, "I wonder how fucked out you will look once you get to put it in my ass."
Reo looks absolutely breathtaking like this— his face flushed, eyes teary and mouth hanging open a stream of little ah, ah, Nagi slips past them. He thrusts into Nagi's thighs like it's the only function he was made for, like that was the only thing he could think of and really, Reo's brain was only working on his desire to come to stain those beautiful thighs.
Nagi's heated and wanting gaze on him seems to do him in. With his mouth hanging open Reo comes, dirtying and staking his claim on Nagi's thighs, painting them white and red from his nails.
Nagi lets out a satisfied sigh as he lets his head hang back and Reo reaches out and grabs his chin, pushing Nagi's face down so that he can get a good look at him. Nagi is redder than Reo’s ever seen it, "You're so beautiful…" It slips out of Reo and he isn't even embarrassed, still thrusting his hips and messing up Nagi's thighs further as he rides out his orgasm.
"Says you," Nagi shakes his head, and Reo laughs and laughs before pressing their lips together. The kiss starts off slow and gentle, but that quickly changes with Nagi licking hungrily into Reo’s mouth and nibbling his lips like in revenge from earlier.
"My—" Reo stops, face crimson with embarrassment once he notices that Nagi didn't look away from him for even a moment.
Nagi shamelessly waits, gaze wide and expectant, for Reo to continue.
“ Husband ,” Reo finally says, his expression hidden in the tangles of his hair, "you felt so good around me, I couldn't even think of anything but you. I want to do this over and over again, with you forever."
He tries to say it as casually as he could, but the meaning he placed on those words was obvious, and that makes Nagi smile, faint but just enough for Reo to notice it.
Knowing Reo he was probably worrying about what Nagi would say, but Nagi was just glad that their partnership didn't have an expiration date, that they were meant to be together forever, and that Reo wanted it too. That despite the worries that he has, Reo still looked out for him. Nagi’s own anxiety feels so distant since they promised themselves to each other, but it seems like Reo, his beautiful precious wife, still had something on his mind.
“Are you asking if I will do this with you again?” Nagi asks, his hand on Reo's cheek, all loving.
Reo purses his lips, looking away. “No.”
“Yeah, you're asking if I will stay with you beyond this all.” Blue lock, football, the World Cup. "And I will, I promised you."
"But that was—" Reo interrupts.
Nagi shakes his head, "That's what I meant since the beginning. I was always yours, with you on my mind."
"Even so… are you sure?" Reo asks and Nagi tilts his head, about what?
"That… that you want me." If his facial muscles allowed him to, Nagi would laugh.
"Reo is asking me this while I'm hard for him, how funny," he says amused and Reo flushes, "You know that's not—"
"I know Reo, I want you in every way. My wife." He hums and thrusts his hips upwards lazily and Reo, caught off guard, moans.
"Wait Nagi—", He whines into his neck, sucking a hickey there while moving his lips in tandem with Nagi's, seeking friction over his oversensitive and spent cock.
"Shh Reo, just relax. I'm here to make you feel good, make your every dream come true," he says sincerely and Reo all but melts, his front dropping down, chest against chest with Nagi, their heartbeats in sync.
Blue Lock was an experience they grew from; both as an egoist player and as a person, it was a big step that allowed them to be where they are right now. They were to win for sure, him and Reo had a promise, their dream, to win 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
Reo was his dream and future.
"My beloved wife Reo," Nagi says breathlessly against his lips, their hips grinding together, soon speeding up for more delicious friction.
Nagi was completely addicted to Reo and Reo didn't mind it as long as it means that he can have Nagi in this way, as a player as well, as long as he can monopolize his time and attention and have his heart.
Everything Nagi does to him has his arousal growing, even when he kisses him clumsily, their noses bumping as he devours his mouth. All of that has Reo's dick, his ass throbbing when Nagi moans into his mouth, letting Reo get drunk on the sound of it. He wants to hear more.
Nagi moves his hips against his, pressing his bulge against his, sending a sudden jolt of pleasure up Reo’s spine that has him breaking the kiss with a gasp. “Nagi— more, more, more." He begs and begs, needing to be filled. Just this wasn't enough anymore.
“Yeah, just like that, Reo,” Nagi says, low and possessive, “Keep saying my name like that.”
“Nagi, please ,” he begs, not sure what he’s asking for, just knowing that he wants it more than anything. His head dizzy with need makes him feel like he was actually getting wet where Nagi's erection presses against his ass. He was going insane. He wriggles his own hips, trying to find that friction again for some relief, and his devoted husband gladly helps him.
Nagi presses his tongue into Reo’s mouth as he starts grinding against him in earnest, that addicting pleasure building in his groin at a steady pace. Their kiss is slower, finally reaching a rhythm that’s not a sloppy mess, their tongues sliding together languidly, making Reo shiver despite how much he burns. They swallow each other's moans, the little calls of each other's names.
Nagi tightens his grip on Reo before rolling his hips faster with a desperate groan. Reo watches Nagi as he moves, utterly enamored by the sight. He thinks watching him is more pleasurable than the act itself. He’s absolutely swooning, hot all over, as he stares up at Nagi's bright red face, pink lips parted on sweet sounding moans and an even sweeter “Reo— Reo, Reo. I need you .” Strands of his sweat-slick hair stick to his forehead and Reo can’t help but reach out, cupping his face.
He's so beautiful.
Nagi looks at him in wonder and only then does he realize that he had said it out loud but he wasn't embarrassed or anything, it was only true so he smiles up at his treasure.
When Nagi restarts his movements Reo starts to worry that it will end just like that, so he reaches out, arms wrapping around Nagi's neck, "fuck me Nagi, ahh– please, please, I need you inside me so bad."
Who was Nagi to refuse Reo, not when that's all he wants too.
Nagi shifts, pulling Reo closer to his chest while he is straddling him. Reo wasn't sure what Nagi was doing under him, but soon he felt it.
Wet.
Nagi had gotten one of the bathroom's products and poured it on his fingers, on Reo's bare ass. Reo struggles to look down when Nagi pours an amount of the same substance on his cock, and he sees it— he catches a glimpse of his cock, flushed, hard and leaking, he immediately averts his gaze, face absolutely on fire.
"Nagi, this position is embarrassing…" he mutters, being unable to see what Nagi was to do was nerve wracking but he trusts him, so when Nagi places a kiss on his sweat covered forehead he relaxes, slumping against Nagi's muscular body as Nagi's first finger works him open.
When Reo moans Nagi doesn't think twice to cup a feel of his ass, smearing the lotion on Reo's soft skin. "Kiss me," Nagi demands and Reo gives in. Fully naked, their bodies rub against each other, nipples pressed together as their lips collide in a fierce deep kiss. Knowing that anyone could walk on them at any given moment and yet not caring at all made Reo feel like a slut, a personal slut for Nagi who was working him open with his thumb.
Reo gulps the mixture of their spit, his cock twitching against Nagi's own one. Both of them were so wet, messy and hot for each other. It just came so naturally to them, to be like this, to offer their virginity to each other.
"Reo, Reo you're mine," Nagi hums, uncharacteristically possessive, or maybe Reo just never noticed the little moves Nagi would make to keep Reo to himself from others, how his gaze darkened whenever a girl confessed to Reo back in high school. Nagi always considered Reo as his .
"This ass is mine too, right Reo?" He mused and Reo blushed, kissing his jaw all the while, "Sh–shut up, when did you get so talkative?"
"You don't like it?" Nagi asks while prodding a second finger in and Reo whines, biting his lip. "No, I love it. Ahh– Nagi! There–" His whole body shudders at the sensation when Nagi's fingers brush against a certain spot, and immediately Nagi starts grinding his fingers there, making Reo yelp on his lap.
"Only mine Reo, no one else's" Nagi repeats.
"Only yours– fuck, just yours Nagi" Reo confirms it.
"I can't wait to fuck you Reo, to see my cock deep in here," he pushes the third and final finger in, going deeper, the knuckles pressing against the plucked opening.
"How about you Reo?" He asks and Reo barely has any mind to answer him, only repeating yours yours, fuck me Nagi, please, fuck me raw as his nails draw crescent marks on Nagi's back.
When he decides that it's enough Nagi pulls his fingers out with a small pop, stopping Reo before he could come for the second time. This makes Reo whine in Nagi's neck, kissing it and begging pathetically, let me come, please Nagi, I'll go crazy.
Nagi only shakes his head and then pushes Reo slightly off him to look at his face. Reo was stunning, with spit and sweat smeared on his face, lips red and puffy and eyes shining with tears. All confused and blissed out, Reo blinks at him as Nagi praises him.
"Reo, you're so damn pretty, my dick feels like it will explode." In short, you're beautiful, I need to fuck you and so he will.
"Noo I just—" Reo denies, suddenly embarrassed.
Nagi only raises his brow, "No? Let me show you then." He gets an idea.
He leans over to stand up, his one arm under Reo's ass as he for the second time today carries him away effortlessly. A monster, my monster, Reo thinks and gives him an almost devilish grin, proud of himself, them both. So so happy to be together like this, heart and bodies connected.
"You were so good for me," Reo praises and Nagi wants to argue that it's Reo who deserves praise but he lets it be, loving every word that hangs off Reo's lips. He leans to kiss him one last time before slowly placing him down, letting his feet touch the cold tiles under. Reo stands and looks up and he sees himself— his reflection in the mirror.
Oh. Oh. So that's what Nagi was gonna do.
Nagi felt bad sometimes, about how he was always on the receiving end. He didn't mind it, Reo's affection was everything to him, but he also wished he could return it in a way but whenever he offered himself, Reo would deny him, claiming how Nagi's pleasure was his pleasure. Now he was going to switch that up, usually it was Reo taking care of Nagi, but this time it would be reversed. He was going to make Reo feel good, fuck him stupid.
"Nagi?" No answer.
"Sei, Sei please– I don't like this position," Reo pleads, embarrassed to see himself naked in the mirror, his nipples red and plump, his cock leaking on the counter. He was so needy for Nagi, so damn desperate to get his ass pounded numb. It made Nagi proud, drunk on each other's emotions and needs, adoring how his wife makes him feel loved like no one else ever did.
"It's okay Reo, I'm just proving to you how pretty you are," Nagi kisses down Reo's neck and spine, making him relax as his hands grip on his hips. Then he feels it, how hard Nagi was against him for a while now.
"My husband, you’re so hard, I need it inside," he pleaded with Nagi, but he really didn't need to. Nagi's patience has reached its limit, seeing how Reo's hole stretches around his finger left him breathless. He had to be inside of him, now.
"Reo, I'm going to fuck you," he says, voice dripping with arousal and obsession before he aligns himself with Reo's wetness and pushes in, slowly past the ring of tight muscle. It felt so insanely good that both of them were dizzy for a good moment, mouths hanging open as spit drips down their chins, little moans escaping them.
Both whined at the feeling, and Nagi slowly inched his way into Reo's sloping hole, trying his best not to hurt him in the process. Thankfully, it didn't seem to be the case as Reo's reflection in the mirror was anything but uncomfortable, he looked absolutely fucked out and divine, skin shining in soft sun that reached them, mouth open as he calls for Nagi.
This gives him confidence to thrust into Reo harder, which makes Reo's eyes roll into the back of his head and let out a moan so loud Nagi was scared someone would come for them. He had no choice but to push his fingers into Reo's mouth, pulling at his tongue, "I love it how vocal you are, my good wife, but someone will interrupt us, and both of us don't want that."
Reo nodded desperately with a muffled yeah yeah. He was already unable to think with how perfectly Nagi's cock filled him up, curving just right inside of him and grazing his prostate. “So big Nagi… Give me all,” he mumbles through the fingers and Nagi feels himself blush, all the blood rushing to his cock.
Nagi worked his way inside, sheathing himself in completely even though it seemed impossible due to his size and girth, but Reo's hole was made for him, to take his cock into that perfect tight wetness. His Reo, his hole, his beautiful wife.
He moans, repeating, wife, so good, wife and Reo blushes, tearing up from overload of sensations and feelings. He felt so full, loved and adored. Nagi was his everything, his dream and only he could fill the emptiness he always had felt.
"Nagi–" He whines, "You're mine, all mine –" he says possessively with a bite to Nagi's fingers, soon a mark like ring appearing on it.
“I’m yours Reo, all yours,” Nagi confirms it for him, soon continuing to pound into him, chasing their high. "Look Reo, look—" he'd demand, his hand on Reo's face, making him look at himself, at how absolutely fucked dumb he looks, how his body is all flushed and all overtaken by Nagi. His beloved.
Nagi leans down to kiss him, pecking his cheek and corner of his mouth affectionately, before sitting back up, hands dragging down his chest. He touches Reo's nipples, fingers lightly circling them, and the sight of Reo shivering with a sudden intake of breath makes his desire surge stronger.
When he drags his fingers down his stomach, Reo whines, desperation evident in his voice. Tentatively, Nagi takes a hold of his cock and Reo gasps immediately, his hips bucking. He can’t take his eyes away, drawn in by the leaking tip flushed red, his cock hot and heavy in his grasp. He gives it an experimental stroke, feeling it twitch in his hand as Reo's fingers dig into his thighs, teeth nibbling at the fingers in his mouth.
He starts jerking his hand, covering the tip before dragging his hand down, giving Reo immediate pleasure. He watches as Reo throws his head back— against Nagi's shoulder— eyes falling shut as his lips part, his moans filling the quiet air, his blush bleeding into his chest from his face. Reo's hips roll into his hand, quick movements with no real rhythm. “Nagi, Nagi please, make me come with your cock—” he whines, face crumpled in alluring pleasure, his nails leaving marks on Nagi’s thighs with how hard he grips.
"Reo, Reo my beautiful–" Nagi moans while thrusting in deeper, harder, "I promise to take care of you, you'll feel so good."
"Nagi, let go—" he whines, all teary but Nagi doesn't comply, just shaking his head with a "nah", selfish as he was, he wanted Reo to come while feeling the best, to make him get addicted to this feeling so they can do it over and over again.
"Don’t stop, Nagi, so close—,” Reo cries out, trying to push onto Nagi's cock, thrusting his hips backwards to meet Nagi's thrusts.
“Look at me, Reo,” Nagi moans, staring Reo in the eyes in the reflection of the mirror. Embarrassed and barely capable of thought, Reo sobs, tears streaming down his face as he shakes his head, " It-It's weird Nagi, I can't—" He chokes on his own sobs and Nagi, despite feeling bad about Reo crying, he also finds it endearing and hot. Maybe he was messed up.
"It's okay Reo, shhh, it's just me," he kisses the top of his head, his face with his hands caressing his waist, "don't think of anything but me."
Reo was a mess, but even so, Nagi still wanted him, whatever Reo's state was, he'd still be his Reo.
"Will you only do this with me?" Reo lets his insecurities slip through and Nagi nods frantically, of course he only had eyes for Reo, no one else but Reo now needed Nagi to voice it, to prove it, so he does.
"I've been yours, all yours since day one, from the moment you wanted me… Because you're Mikage Reo, and you always get what you want," Nagi nips at his neck, then licks over the bite, "the way you're mine and the way you love me, I love you back. Just as much. I always will."
"Ahh, Nagi, Nagi–" Reo smiles through the tears, pushing onto Nagi's cock, making him move.
"Call me your husband, I love it, Reo. Let's get married," Nagi says earnestly and Reo laughs at the suddeness of it but nods his head—, "My husband dearest, make me come on your big cock."
And so Nagi moves. More broken gasps fall from Reo's mouth. His insides are burning from how tight his walls have been stretched. It’s too much, but Reo loves it, how it's so fulfilling that it hurts. He feels so full and tight, so unbelievably good that he regrets not getting Nagi to have sex with him earlier.
“You’re taking me so well, Reo,” Nagi admires the stretch around his arousal. Reo’s chest swells with pride at the compliments. “Your hole is so perfect, made for me. Mine, Reo"
"All yours, Nagi, have always been." Reo chokes at the way Nagi's thrusts grow more forceful— it feels like he was piercing through him, splitting him in two from inside and the wet filthy sounds made Reo want to cover and hide, but Nagi's grip on him was deadly, saying till death does us apart. Not even then will I let go.
“Nagi, you’re hitting me so deep, my pussy is so wet for you,” Reo whimpers, his eyes moving to his belly, where he feels Nagi's movement. He rests his hand there, so sure that the small bump he sees is Nagi's cock penetrating him from deep within. He doesn't know why but that makes him happy. With a smile, he looks at the Nagi's reflection in the mirror,
"Look Nagi, I can feel you here, in so deep."
Nagi glances over and Reo feels his insides stretch even more as he laughs, "pervert, you like that don't you?"
Nagi only nods, "I do, my wife is so perfect, like this it makes me think of knocking you up."
After saying that Nagi sets a brutal pace, the slapping of their skin echoing in the bathroom together with their moans and whines. Reo is open mouthedly moaning, tongue lolled out as drool slips down his chin. He felt so close, so full and he needed more. The warmth of Nagi's cum filling him is something he needs so much that he's going crazy.
"So perfect, my Reo," Nagi growls into his ear and Reo doesn't have the energy in himself to care about how embarrassing and absolutely fucked out he looks, like a true cock thirsty whore and maybe he was one, for Nagi only. He doesn't know if it's the pounding in his stomach or the hand stroking his cock that makes him cave in, almost screaming Nagi's name shamelessly.
Reo comes with a muffled groan at the same time as Nagi does, heat filling up his insides burning him. "Nghh– ah Nagi– " He whines, looking down to where the two of them were connected as satisfaction bubbles in his chest, warm. There was just so much of Nagi's come filling him up, overflowing from his hole. "That was so perfect, my good boy—"
Whatever he was going to say next falls to deaf ears as Nagi presses his palm against Reo's stomach, thrusting his hips slowly, pulling halfway out before ramming himself back in, a loud indecent squelch between their bodies as Nagi's cum, mixed with Reo's own, spills down Reo's thighs and ass onto the ground.
He fucks and fucks , not stopping even after emptying completely. A thought catches Nagi off guard, how Reo is going to leave him one day. He was oblivious but not stupid, he matured during the time they were apart, even if he still acts the same— spoiled— around Reo, and he now knew that Reo had a future outside football he introduced him to. That his 'til the end and Reo's were completely different. For him it was till death does them apart, for his partner though— 'til they win the World Cup'.
In his pleasure drunken state, thinking with his dick more than anything else, Nagi imagines if he could get to breed Reo, fill him up with his cum, and have him bound to him with something besides their promise.
A pang hits his chest when he imagines that. He could never hurt Reo, no matter how strangling his possessiveness was. It seems like his expression gives him away, because now Reo's hand is loosely tightening around his wrist, mumbling something while choking on his moans, mind lost from all overstimulation but he still noticed the hurt in Nagi.
"You good?" Reo asks, his hand trembling on Nagi's cheek. He was barely able to stand but he still tries to find where Nagi's mind had ventured to.
“Are you paying attention now?” Reo murmurs, and those fingers trail up his face then down to his lips.
Nagi nods his head, shaking the thoughts off, they are fine now, no need to get so obsessive. Reo loves him back and they will stay together, they said that they would. "Keep on being so cute and I'll get hard again." See says casually and Reo blushes, pinching his nose weakly.
"We can't," he stops himself to think, "at least not here…"
At that Nagi smiles, leaning down to kiss Reo. It's slow and affectionate, full of their love for each other.
"You've been so good for me, made me feel so good." Reo turns around to face Nagi properly, grieving at the loss of Nagi inside of him, then sighs at the mess he'd have to clean.
"I'll do it, let me be a good husband to my wife." Nagi offers and Reo with a little hesitation accepts,
"Alright then, I'll get dressed up." Reo moves away to where their clothes lay abandoned on the floor.
"Nagi—" Reo calls out and Nagi looks at him while wiping at the mess with his towel.
"Nmm?"
"I love you." He says with a brightest smile Nagi had ever seen on him, and absolutely in love he replies,
"To the moon and back, me too, Reo."