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“I really, truly, do not know how much clearer I have to be,” Joshua breathes as he breaks away from their kiss, his breath ghosting over Neku’s lips.
Neku feels hot, everywhere . Joshua sits in his lap, his knees straddling him on either side of the couch. One hand rests against the back of Neku’s head, fingers carded into his hair, and Neku’s hands grasp Joshua around his surprisingly bony waist as he tries to catch his breath. He’s sitting pretty hard on Neku’s lap, which is making Neku way too aware of the growing hardness in his own pants. For a breath, he wonders if Joshua can feel it, too — then Joshua shoots him a devilish sort of smirk, and presses himself down hard against Neku’s crotch, gently bouncing against Neku’s clothed cock, and Neku lets out a thin grunt of arousal in spite of himself.
He flicks his tongue over his swollen lips. He’s already heaving for breath, and it’s not just from the kissing. His face feels hot. Between his legs feels hot. That just makes his face feel hotter.
“I don’t have, like, any experience,” Neku admits, nerves leaking into his voice despite his best efforts. “I mean. Obviously.”
He grimaces, hating how vulnerable that makes him sound. Sure, he’s watched porn. But he’s not stupid enough to think that that’s how it all works in real life. Plus, he’s sure Joshua’s had loads of experience, and that makes him feel a little over his head. It’s not like he’s had many opportunities. He died at fifteen, back when he thought people were stupid. And by the time he came back to life, there was only one person he wanted to be with like this, and until now, the topic hasn’t come up outside of a few somewhat violent make out sessions.
Joshua raises an eyebrow.
“And how do you expect to get experience?” he says, purring in that way of his that he thinks makes him sound seductive and sultry. Which it does. Neku just hates to admit that it does.
Joshua slides a hand onto Neku’s chest, slipping his fingers through the half open slit of his partially unbuttoned shirt. Neku can’t help but suck in a breath, his body tensing at the cool, soft feeling of Joshua’s fingers against his skin.
“I’m not going to force you, Neku,” Joshua says, his voice low and soft. “If you’d prefer to keep things to kisses, I promise I won’t erase you from existence.”
He smirks, and Neku instinctively rolls his eyes.
“You’re a dick,” he mutters, though he, too, pushes his hand under the hem of Joshua’s shirt, enjoying the way Joshua’s breath catches and his back arches slightly under Neku’s touch up his spine. “It’s not that I don’t want to.”
It really isn’t. In this moment, with Joshua’s weight on his lap, his taste still in his mouth, the feeling of his fingers against his skin, it’s all he wants. Their kisses and touches and pressed together bodies have been one thing, every moment something to treasure. But he wants it as much as Joshua does, with his eyes alight with a lusty hunger. He wants something a little bit deeper. A little bit more.
Joshua leans down to press another kiss to Neku’s lips. It’s soft at first, gentle. Then he digs his hand into Neku’s hair and kisses more firmly, his teeth nipping at Neku’s bottom lip. Neku gasps into Joshua’s mouth and retaliates, gripping Joshua’s head in both hands as he presses Joshua into him, searching him with his tongue. When they break apart again, Joshua is flushed, his eyes alight with a giddy energy.
“Perhaps we can start off with something a little bit slower?” he says, sliding his hand down between Neku’s legs.
Neku swallows, already heaving.
“W-what did you have in mind?”
There’s something extremely, extremely strange about seeing Joshua down on his knees. It’s not a position that Neku has ever seen Joshua in, not a position he’d ever think Joshua would take. And despite him being up higher than Joshua, there’s something in the spark of Joshua’s eyes, the glint of his smile, that makes Neku feel as though he’s the one on his knees.
Joshua palms Neku’s crotch gently, rubbing the heel of his palm all over the growing bulge. Neku groans. He cranes his neck back, digging his hands into the couch cushions on either side of him.
“You are such a fucking tease,” he grunts.
Joshua laughs.
“I never said I was going to be nice about it,” he says, smirking.
But his fingers flick open the button of Neku’s jeans, and with his thumbs he gently, almost reverently pushes down the fabric around Neku’s already far too hard cock, tucking it beneath him. Neku sucks in a breath to try and steady himself.
Joshua is slow, teasing. He rests the side of his head against Neku’s inner thigh while he cups Neku’s cock with one hand. His hand runs slowly up and down it without quite touching it, close enough so that the skin just barely brushes against skin. Neku squirms, gasping.
“You’re so cute,” Joshua murmurs.
“Shut up,” Neku groans.
Joshua laughs. It’s a quiet, gentle sound, unlike his normal sarcastic edge.
“I mean that as a compliment, dearest,” he says.
“Most boys don’t like being called cute,” Neku mutters, though he’s blushing, and he can’t exactly say that he hates it, either. “Makes me feel like you’re making fun of me. Am I that bad down there?”
Joshua chuckles again, briefly pressing his hand against Neku’s other thigh to steady himself.
“Oh, dear, no,” he says. “You’re gorgeous, Neku.”
He finally wraps his fingers around Neku’s cock, running his thumb over the head. Neku bites down hard on his lip.
“Tell me where it feels good,” Joshua says.
His hand grips Neku’s cock more firmly, moving up and down, gently, then firmly, then gently again.
“Ah, fuck,” Neku gasps, throwing his hand back. “Shit.”
Joshua grins.
“Ahh. So right there, huh?”
He rubs a little more firmly, and Neku groans, resisting the urge to clench his legs together so that he doesn’t squish Joshua.
“I want to suck you, Neku,” Joshua whispers, leaning his face close to Neku’s cock. His eyes flick up to Neku as his breath tickles against Neku’s head, and Neku groans. “Or would you prefer my hands?”
“Shit. Fuck,” Neku grunts as Joshua’s hand clenches gently and then releases. “G-go ahead. Shit.”
Joshua smiles that coy smile of his, and Neku feels that brief, familiar desire to strangle him for being so smug. He’ll get him back, mark his words. It’ll be Joshua’s turn to be “cute” later.
Then Joshua wraps his lips around Neku’s cock and Neku can’t think about much more. He groans as he pushes his legs open further, letting Joshua come in close. Joshua rests his hands on Neku’s inner thighs as he begins to gently push his mouth up and down against Neku’s cock. His tongue swirls around his head. He comes off for a moment, runs his mouth down the side of Neku’s cock, and Neku feels like he’s going to explode.
When Joshua wraps his mouth around Neku again, Neku can hardly stop himself from doubling over him. He heaves for breath. His fingers are digging into the couch so hard he’s sure he’s going to punch holes in them.
Joshua thrusts his whole face down against Neku’s cock, and Neku throws his head back, eyes bulging as he feels Joshua’s throat convulse and tighten around him.
“Oh, shit ,” he gasps. “Shit. Oh fuck.”
His hand automatically jumps to Joshua’s head, then he quickly lets go before he accidentally hurts him. Joshua’s mouth slide off his cock with a wet, lewd pop that Neku is sure he made extra loud on purpose.
“Don’t let go,” he whispers, breath tickling Neku’s sensitive spots. “Hold me like you do when you kiss me, Neku.”
“I don’t — wanna hurt you,” Neku says, flushing down to his neck.
Joshua laughs.
“You’re so sweet,” he says. “You really think you could hurt me, darling?”
He smirks up at Neku, and Neku glowers at him. Sometimes it’s easy to forget — especially seeing him down there between his legs — that Joshua is the closest thing to a god that Neku thinks can exist out there.
“You still have to make me stop if I get too rough,” he mumbles.
“Of course, darling. But I really, really do want you to be a little rough with me,” Joshua purrs.
He slides his hands over the couch. He takes Neku’s hands and pulls them up to either side of his face, curling Neku’s fingers into his hair.
“Like when you kiss me,” he reminds him, smirking. Then he goes down on Neku without another warning.
Neku’s fingers clench into Joshua’s hair and he moans . Joshua’s throat is so tight, clenching around him just right. His tongue works across Neku’s skin and sets him wild. In spite of his worries, Neku’s fingers tighten into Joshua’s hair and he drags on Joshua’s head, pulling him down his cock. Joshua flinches, gagging, and Neku quickly releases him. Joshua pops off of Neku’s cock, gasping.
“Oh, fuck, just like that, Neku,” he says his voice high with delight. “ Fuck , Neku, just like that. Do it again.”
“A-are you sure?”
But Joshua is already on his cock again and Neku moans. His hands clench automatically. He pulls on Joshua’s hair, thrusting his cock in deeper. Joshua makes a few concerning gagging sounds, but every time he comes up for air, his eyes are alight with excitement.
“Y-you really like that?” Neku asks as Joshua pulls off for a moment to run his tongue down the length of Neku’s shaft.
“Fuck, yes,” Joshua breathes. “And you like what I’m doing, don’t you?”
It’s more of a smug assertion than a question, and Neku can’t help but roll his eyes.
“You’re way too full of yourself,” he says.
“Bring me down a peg, then,” Joshua challenges, and he’s back on Neku’s cock.
Neku groans and grunts. He pulls hard on Joshua’s hair, unable to resist loving the way Joshua’s eyes light up and his face flushes with delight every time Neku does so.
Grunting, Neku pulls Joshua off of him and stands up to get a better angle for his cock. Joshua seems delighted, leaning up to lick at the base of Neku’s cock, then gasping and grinning as Neku presses the head of his cock against his lips again. He lets him in eagerly, letting Neku drag him back and forth against his cock, groaning as he tries to find that perfect rhythm, those perfect places to feel Joshua’s tongue and throat clenching around him.
“Oh, shit,” he groans as he feels Joshua’s hands begin to tickle and fondle at his balls while he’s deepthroated. “Fuck, Joshua.”
Even down there, he seems to be in control, and it both pisses Neku off and turns him on to a level he didn’t know he had. He thrusts harder, faster, his fingers yanking into Joshua’s hair.
“S-shit,” he groans. “J-Josh, I’m gonna — I think I’m gonna finish —”
“I can take it, Neku,” Joshua murmurs into Neku’s head. “Let me take it.”
His mouth dives onto Neku’s cock again, and Neku groans. The feeling of Joshua’s tongue — the perfect fit of his throat — it’s driving Neku wild, more than he ever thought possible.
His hands tighten against the sides of Joshua’s head and he groans, half doubling over as he releases right into Joshua’s mouth.
Joshua lets out the sexiest gagging sound Neku has ever heard, and he quickly pulls his cock out of Joshua’s mouth. His release stretches off from the tip of his cock to Joshua’s puffed lips, and despite everything, he feels his cock twitch again at the sight of it.
Joshua’s eyes flicker up to Neku’s and he smirks as he slowly and purposefully swallows, sticking his tongue out slightly to show off the remains of Neku’s release. Neku flushes. He falls back to sit on the couch again, his legs shaking.
“Not bad for a first time,” Joshua purrs, and Neku blushes even deeper.
“Was that really okay?” he mumbles. “You were okay?”
“You’re so sweet, Neku. I told you what I wanted, and you gave it to me. I couldn’t ask for anything more.”
He swallows again, eyes fixed on Neku as he does, and Neku can’t help but stare at the way Joshua’s throat bobs when he does so. He feels spent, and yet, a buzz still runs through his body. He notices, then, the way that Joshua moves, squirming slightly.
“Did you get to finish?” he asks, leaning forward.
Joshua’s eyebrows raise slightly.
“Oh? Offering to help?” he asks. “We don’t have to go any further today, Neku.”
“I...I want to. If you do,” Neku says.
Joshua meets his eyes. For a moment, he only holds them. Then that smug little smile slips over his lips.
“I wouldn’t say no to some help, then,” he says, groaning sexily as he sits back, spreading his legs open. “As hot as that was, it wasn’t quite enough to push me over the edge...”
Neku slides off the couch and sits between Joshua’s legs. He places his hand against Joshua’s crotch, the way Joshua had teased him, and can’t help but smirk at the way Joshua’s breath catches. Well, he had said he was going to get Josh back.
“Your turn to tell me where it feels good,” Neku says, undoing the button of Joshua’s pants.
“Oh, you know I won’t be quiet about it.”
Joshua is already soaking wet down below, and Neku can’t help but enjoy the way that Joshua’s neck stretches back, a gasp leaving his throat. He isn’t entirely sure how to touch Joshua, but he moved slowly, the way Joshua had for him. He slips his fingers between Joshua’s legs, running a finger up and down his folds.
“ Fuck ,” Joshua spits.
“Right there?” Neku says, unable to prevent himself from smirking.
“Fuck. Yes. Right there.”
Joshua lets out the tiniest mewl, like a cat, as Neku swirls his finger around the edge of his entrance.
“Want me to go inside?”
Joshua seems so overcome already that all he can do is nod. Neku keeps rubbing the sweet spot on the outside while he uses his other hand to feel out for the entry to Joshua’s cunt. This is very different for him — he’s used to a different set of parts when he’s masturbating — so he keeps a close eye on Joshua’s face as he slides a finger into his wet, puckered hole. Joshua doesn’t seem to react much, so he adds a second finger, pushing in a little deeper. This time he’s rewarded with Joshua’s eyes widening and his breath catching.
“Motherfucker,” he swears. Neku grins.
“There it is. Found it.”
He twists his fingers against the spot and Joshua actually whines. It’s enough to make Neku’s cock twitch up again, his stomach dropping. Seeing Joshua like this is insane.
“I didn’t think you’d be into this,” Neku says, twisting his fingers again, rubbing his thumb hard against Joshua’s clit to draw out another mewl.
“What? Getting fingered? I think you’ll find most people are into that,” Joshua says with a smirk — which quickly vanishes as Neku finds his sweet spot again and he whines.
“No, I mean — getting taken control of,” Neku says. “Unless I’m reading you wrong. Wouldn’t guess that would be the Composer’s kink of all things.”
Joshua raises an eyebrow, and a faint, gasping smile lifts to his lips.
“When you control everything,” he murmurs. “Sometimes you enjoy a break.”
He throws his head back with another gasping whine as Neku finds that sweet spot again. Neku considers what he said for a moment — actually, the more he thinks about it, the more it makes sense. Being the Composer’s gotta be exhausting at some point. He definitely wouldn’t be able to handle it. And if Neku can help Joshua feel a little bit better like this...well. He can’t deny it’s really hot to see Joshua writhing underneath him, either.
“Okay then,” Neku says, twisting his fingers. “What do you want, then?”
Joshua’s eyes light with a lusty fire.
“I want you to fuck me, Neku,” he breathes. “I want you to hold me down and fuck me raw.”
Neku’s cock twitches again, hardening much faster than he’d thought he’d be able to get it up again.
“I think I can arrange that,” he chuckles.
He puts a hand on Joshua’s chest and shoves him down to the floor. Surprise flares in Joshua’s eyes for a moment, replaced quickly by a wide, eager smile. Neku grabs one of Joshua’s wrists, pinning it down over his head. He pulls Joshua’s other wrist over so that he can grab both with one hand, holding him down.
“You sure you want this?” he asks, his voice low.
“Fuck, yes,” Joshua says. “Please, Neku. Fuck me.”
It’s the please that turns Neku on in a way he hadn’t expected. He groans, moving one hand back down to his cock, rubbing it up harder.
Joshua’s cunt is wet and loose and he slides right in. Joshua moans, head throwing back against the floor as Neku begins to move. Neku has no experience with this, but Joshua is pliable, welcoming. He feels out a rhythm of in and out that feels good to him, watching as Joshua writhes, his pinned hands clenching and unclenching in ecstasy.
“Feels good?” Neku whispers into his ear.
“Fuck. Yes,” Joshua gasps. “Fuck, Neku. Shit. That’s so good, Neku, thank you, Neku.”
Neku pistons his hips a little harder, feeling hotter and hotter the more he watches Joshua’s back arch, watches his mouth open with a cry of ecstatic delight. Neku presses his lips against Joshua’s mouth, swallows his moans, then slides his lips to Joshua’s jaw, to his neck. Joshua whines and mewls at every touch, every kiss, every thrust of Neku’s hips. He wraps his legs up and around Neku’s back to invite him in deeper, and Neku obliges. He releases Joshua’s wrists so that he can grab his thighs instead, lifting him slightly to get a better angle to thrust.
Joshua’s face is so red, and he’s drooling ever so slightly in a way that Neku is sure is on purpose, but it makes him look so hot that Neku can’t even be annoyed at Joshua’s posturing for once.
“N-Neku, I’m going to cum,” Joshua gasps.
“Do you want to?” Neku asks. “Do you want to cum?”
“Yes, fuck, I want to cum!”
Neku gasps as he thrusts again, deeper, moving one hand down to begin rubbing at Joshua’s clit. He can’t help it — seeing Josh like this, how obscenely hot he is on his back and whining like this — he has to tease him. He leans forward a bit.
“You gotta ask nicely,” he says, smirking.
Joshua’s eyes widen a moment. Then a dazzling, excited smile breaks over his face. That had been the exact right thing to say.
“Please, Neku,” Joshua says. “Neku, please, let me cum. I want to come. Please, Neku.”
Oh fuuck. Neku groans, doubling over Joshua as he feels himself release again. As he thrusts one last time, his release coming with him, Joshua’s hips buck under him. He lets out another cry of ecstasy, Neku’s name coming out garbled as he cries it out over and over again, wrapping his arms around Neku’s back and pulling himself deeper onto his cock.
Neku does not know how many more times he thrusts and watches Joshua convulse and mewl, even though his cock is soft and spent. He just can’t get enough of it, and neither can Joshua, it seems.
Finally, however, even Joshua is spent, and Neku slides out of him, collapsing on the floor beside him. The pair lays there for a long moment, gasping for air. Their fingers automatically curl together as they lay, close enough for their breath to tangle.
“You know, for your first time,” Joshua says, “that was very sexy, Neku.”
“Oh hush,” Neku says, blushing. “You really don’t have to say that just to be nice. I’m sure you’ve had better.”
Joshua flops his head over onto its side, raising both eyebrows. A smirk lifts to his lips as he rolls over to face Neku, looking unfairly cute with his bare legs curling up and his shirt half undone.
“Would it surprise you to hear that that was my first time as well?” he says lightly.
Neku shoots straight up.
“ What ?” he says. “You’re fucking joking!”
Joshua just laughs.
“You fucking suck! I thought I had to impress you!” Neku says, shoving Joshua’s shoulder.
Joshua keeps laughing as he pushes himself up onto his hands, leaning up to kiss Neku briefly on the lips.
“Well,” he whispers, eyes sparkling. “You did.”
Then he wraps his arms around Neku, and pulls him back down to the ground, laughing at Neku’s disgruntled complaints between kisses. It’s all Neku can do to wrap his arms around him back, pull him in close, and breath the smell of him in deep.
Well, he thinks. He supposes in the end, that’s just like Joshua.