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Blowing Off Some Steam

Summary:

They had an entirely practical relationship.

Notes:

I didn't expect this work to be this long. I wanted to get everything out of the way, so this fic has a little bit of everything. Do you ever write something and start getting crazy 50% into it? That's this. Also it says PWP which it is but is it really PWP if half of it isn't porn? I guess its more PWP like porn with plot that forwards the porn.

Terms I use for Harumasa's stuff is pussy/cunt/breast/tit, etc.

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Lighter fiddled the little wooden figurine in his hand as he tried to keep himself busy so as to not let his mind slip into darker places. The wooden figure looked passable for a cat, if only for the pointed ears telling you what it is. He hadn’t quite figured out the art of carving a cute face. Right as he moved to pick out a specific chisel, his cellphone rang. Lighter reached over and took the call, but not before glancing at the caller name: Big Bro

“Brother. What's up?” It was a little late and he wondered why Billy would call at this hour. That is unless he wanted to ride around while they shot the shit.

“Lighter!! Do you wanna go to a club?” The all-too-familiar all-too-energetic voice called out from the other end.

Lighter chuckled, getting up from his seat to clean off his hands. “Didn't know you got into a new scene- that one actress you like play a clubber in a movie or something? You get inspired?”

“No no no not anything like that! Listen- the manager invited me and he told me to bring someone if I wanted and everyone else declined-”

“Oh sorry, am I your last resort?”

“I know it sounds bad but I didn't want to bother you since you don't like it too noisy… But it doesn't hurt to ask right maybe this once? Please? Remember that one time where I helped and you said I could use that as a vou-” It really seemed like Billy was desperate this time. His instincts felt the situation was fishy, but it was Billy asking him so how bad could it be?

Lighter sighed as he strode to his closet to dig for some suitable clothes while Billy was going on and on attempting to persuade him.

“Yeah, I can come, just send me the address.”

“Thanks, Lighter! It will be fun! Promise!”

His boots felt heavy as he dragged his feet across the pavement. He hadn't gone out to a club in the city for a while. Not since…

Well a long time ago.

It was chilly, too, but that was more his own fault. With him only wearing a fence net shirt with metallic and leather accessories all over. Along with leather pants that hugged his junk a bit too tight. Or maybe it was his ass stealing all the real estate. He should really get a larger pair.

Just as he was about to pull out his phone to text Billy about his location he saw a tall figure with a familiar mop of white hair and a bright red jacket.

“Billy” he called out as he got into earshot range.

“Little bro! Ah thank goodness…! You don't know how bad I'd look if I got rejected for a 4th invite… The manager looked excited to hang outside too. Everyone's just so busy today for some reason!” Billy looked dejected though it took no time for him to get right back to his peppy self.

“Come on! Wise must be anxious waiting for us. I left him in the sitting area, it's not too far from here. I scanned the interior of this place so I know it like the back of my guns!” The cyborg turned on his heel and briskly walked through the inconspicuous entrance. Inconspicuous if not for the numerous dressed up party goers entering and leaving.

Lighter hummed, strolling behind Billy. He led Lighter inside excitedly while he rambled. Lighter was only half paying attention to his close friend, but to be fair he was busy taking in the club’s surroundings. It was as dim as he expected, lit with mostly pink-red lights.

“-First off she told me she rented the whole 7 seasons and wanted to binge watch it. I mean I totally understand though. I’d binge watch for days straight if it was my favorite series too!-” Billy’s lively voice rattled on.

Now in a more subdued mood from the club’s ambiance sinking into his bones, Lighter let the hypnotic drum and bass of the venue’s music wash over him like a mild anesthesia. He wondered if Wise invited anyone else as he continued walking. Billy did say he tried multiple times himself and was denied. A couple of drinks with friends couldn’t be that bad. Maybe he could even hook up with some pretty stranger to blow off some steam.

He chuckled quietly to himself. Knowing his luck he’d probably end up getting into a fight and kicked out for causing a scene.

“-And she told me that she had a hair appointment first thing in the morning so she couldn’t be assed to stay out all night in a musty club. She called it musty! It’s not musty is it? I mean I wouldn’t really know-” Billy exaggerated his hand motions as he got into his story-telling while they continued further into the club.

As soon as the two friends were well into the sitting area, he spotted the silver-haired man, clad in gray and a deep royal blue sipping on an even brighter blue drink. The man put down his drink as they approached.

“He really came.” Wise gave his signature relaxed smile.

Lighter sent him a friendly grin back, “I’m not someone to stand you up, manager.”

Billy clapped his hands excitedly, “see? I’m super reliable even on this cursed day!”

Wise laughed gently as he motioned for them to sit.

“Good work, Billy.” The cyborg gave his own form of a smile in crescent-moon eyes.

Lighter opted for the seat at the edge after Wise scooted in to let Billy sit next to him.

“I didn't think you were into stuff like this, Wise. Don’t take this as an offense but you seem the type to stay at home and watch those documentaries for hours than put even one foot into this kind of establishment.” Lighter was starting to feel a little sorry for these two guys to be partying by themselves. Billy could definitely get into the scene, but he couldn’t see Wise being a party guy himself.

“No offense taken, I understand.” Wise leaned back on the soft couch seat tiredly. He always seemed tired though, so that wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. “I wanted to experience it for myself some time.”

“So no one else came to hang out with you guys?”

“Well-” Billy started but was cut off by Wise’s smooth voice.

“I tried to invite others, but like Billy said it seems like a cursed day. Everyone else’s schedules were occupied. We did get 1 other person to come but they wanted to get a drink at the bar instead of wasting time waiting here. I only got my own drink from a waiter after around 25 minutes. Maybe you could go over and greet them since they are probably too lazy to walk all the way back here.” Wise’s eyes bore into his as he spoke.

Yeah, this was definitely a trap.

“Uh, sure...” Lighter was still hesitant on meeting who this other party was, but since Wise insisted… He couldn’t exactly be rude and decline like that. He should at least see it through to the end. “I’ll go find them like a good little guest.” He got up from his seat as he motioned goodbye to the two other men. Billy and Wise started to whisper to each other as he trucked off.

It was weird. Lighter couldn’t piece together what Wise was planning. Even Billy was in on it. Maybe he should have stayed at home today. He didn’t want to be bothered by being forced to meet up with some random person that Wise didn’t even want to reveal who it was. Maybe it was some “fan” of his who wanted a favor. Or a fight.

Lighter sped up his steps, approaching the large structure in the middle of the club. He didn’t even really know what or who he should be looking for. He was searching through each seated guest before spotting a familiar mess of shiny blue-black hair. Like a raven’s feathers. Or a crow.

Ah.

Of course. He should have known.

Lighter walked even quicker, eyes focused on the person with black hair. As soon as he was right beside the person he leaned over the counter to take a clear look of their face. They looked briefly at him before recognizing who they were looking at. Lighter could make no mistake about that visage.

Asaba Harumasa.

He had technically worked with him before. Although he didn’t really solve the guy’s problem he was paid for his troubles anyway. Something to smoothen their future working relationship. Or so Harumasa said. And even when he’d thought it'd be the average contractor-contractee relationship- here he was again ready to sink his teeth into their well-versed and unrehearsed verbal tango.

“Hey- we meet again, Mr. Lighter.” he gave him a toothy smile.

It was hard not to steal a glance so he opted to stare. Harumasa probably couldn't see him looking with his sunglasses on anyway.

The little devil was wearing an oversized fur-lined coat that draped off his shoulders and a tight turtleneck that hugged his slender body but kept his arms bare. A silver body chain decorated the top. The pants he wore, if Lighter could even call them pants, had large slits in the sides, laced to keep the material together on his legs. Similarly laced knee-high boots completed the ensemble.

“Did Wise persuade you to come?”

Harumasa threaded a hand through his hair. He wasn’t wearing his signature yellow headband today.

“He really wanted me to come. Maybe he's trying to set us up again…” He let out a short laugh. “He put at the end of the message “oh yeah Lighter will be there too.”’”

How could Wise say Lighter was going to be there when he was a last minute invite from Billy? Lighter let out a breath. This was all 100% planned and he fell hook, line and sinker.

“Pft. Am I really that special?”

Lighter took a seat leisurely beside Harumasa. It was still warm from the previous person that sat there.

“I want to say no even though you're catching a lot of eyes in here… but…”

Oh? Was he?

“But?”

“Like I said before, you're a thorny rose. There's a defensive aura around you~ scary, really.”

“And what about the rose part? Care to expand on that?”

Harumasa shifted in his seat, this time facing towards Lighter.

“Can I refuse?” He gave a little pout.

“Not today.”

Harumasa breathed out in a theatrical manner. “Haa… Fine. Since you asked so nicely. Do you want me to say you look good? Does that do it for your ego?”

Lighter couldn’t help a smirk tug at the sides of his mouth. Rather than being embarrassed from someone else complimenting him, that line coming from Harumasa made him feel excited by getting the other to confess.

“Whoa, you really said it out loud. Hell must have frozen over.”

“I’m just in an even more jovial mood today. What can I say?”

Harumasa bounced up in his seat, now looking more perked. “Ok me next.” He was pointing to his face.

Lighter gave him a once over as if he didn’t check him out head to toe first thing.

“Hm…. No.”

“No?” He gave pleading puppy dog eyes. Or kitty cat eyes. That suited Harumasa more. “You're gonna make me tear up here- I feed off compliments and praise, you know~!”

“Here I was thinking you were self-sufficient in that area. But then again…”

Lighter mumbled something while Harumasa stared curiously.

“What was that?” Harumasa began, cupping his ear as if trying to listen to him closely. “Are you embarrassed or something? The great Lighter is all bark and no bite?”

Lighter scratched the back of his neck and looked away. He could feel that fluorescent gaze on his face. Surely Harumasa couldn’t read his expression with his shades covering it.

“I’m not embarrassed.”

“Alright if you're not then what’s the matter?”

Lighter looked back at Harumasa slowly. “It’s just…" Lighter's gaze flicked down to look at Harumasa's pink little pout. "What I want to say would be inappropriate .”

Harumasa looked shocked. “Eh? Pardon?” His voice cracked a little.

Lighter could feel his cheeks warm up a bit. Maybe he could say he misspoke, but he opted to roll with the punches.

Harumasa stared in disbelief. “Did you drink one too many before coming here? Hit your head?”

“Why are you being more annoying than usual?”

Harumasa traced the rim of his filled glass as he spoke again. “Well I don't really know how to act when thee Lighter just made a pass at me.”

“I didn't make a pass.” He definitely made a pass.

“You might as well have~” He gave in that singsong tone.

Lighter tilted his head as he looked over to the other from over his shades. “Didn't you make a pass at me earlier?”

Harumasa shrugged casually, playing it off. Attempting to, anyway. “It was just an observation from one to another! You know how it is.”

“Sure.”

“It’s unbelievable, though. Didn’t think this outfit was Lighter’s type” he stuck his arms out while more of his coat slid down one shoulder, ”but maybe I should have, now looking at how you’re dressed.” He gestured towards Lighter’s body.

Lighter clicked his tongue. “What’re you trying to say?” He leaned in closer to the other and glanced down at the drink in front of Harumasa. The glass was nearly completely full. He was very obviously not consuming it and there were a few other drinks off to his side that were also topped off. “Why would you buy those just to have them as window dressing? Seems like a real waste of dennies. And don’t say ‘dennies were made to be spent’ again.”

Harumasa looked down at one drink before looking back up at Lighter.

“Oh these? I didn’t buy them.” He sighed dramatically. “Some guys have been coming every now and then buying things for me. I said I’d finish the whole glass and go with if I liked any of them. I took a sip of each but it’s not really to my taste. You want some?”

Lighter clenched his teeth briefly. “You really shouldn’t drink anything some random gets for you.” His voice was low but he managed to keep most of his growl in check.

“My bad. Good thing I have my very reliable mercenary to protect me now.” He tilted his head off to the side, long bangs drooping over his half-lidded eyes.

Lighter breathed slowly, calming himself. “Yeah, that's me. Mr. Reliable to the rescue. Here, I got this.” He flagged down one of the hard-working bartenders and ordered a drink while Harumasa observed him quietly the whole time.

“You drinking too? I told you you can just have one of these.” Harumasa pointed at one of the abandoned glasses in front of him.

“Nah. I’m getting something for you.”

“For me?” Harumasa half-hid his smile behind a pawed hand. “Should I be tipping you like the bartender?”

Lighter shook his head, “Don’t worry about it. I gotta treat my employer well sometimes.”

Harumasa sat up a little in his seat.

“Of course! Only sometimes. Just as a business relationship should be~” He folded his hands politely in front of himself.

“I’m surprised those guys even lasted 5 minutes with you.”

“Wow.” Harumasa gave an ‘I’m offended’ gesture. “I’d like to make a joke here, but it's also a little inappropriate.”

“Sorry for setting a bad example.”

Harumasa turned towards the bartender fixing up the drink Lighter ordered. He watched them finish up and place the glass between Lighter and himself. Lighter thanked the bartender as he slid the drink closer to the other. It was a deep red-amber colored liquid in a short glass with a pretty, curled slice of citrus fruit garnishing it.

“Hm… You know I'm usually not that picky, but today I feel like it for some reason. Be easy on me if I abandon this like all the others, okay?”

“I’m confident in my choice. Go ahead.”

Lighter turned in his seat and leaned against the counter, still watching his companion.

Harumasa picked up the drink whilst looking at Lighter and closed his eyes as he took a sip. Lighter watched the bare skin just above the turtleneck flex as he gulped down his share of liquid. A small trail sneaked out the side of Harumasa’s mouth and he wiped it away with one finger while setting the glass back down.

“A negroni, right?” He licked his lips a little as he spoke.

“That’s right.”

“This strong forward bitterness really balances the sweetness… And the herbal notes...” Harumasa had a second sip. “I’m surprised you’re knowledgeable about cocktails.” He brought the glass back up to his mouth and took another drink. This time looking at Lighter as he licked the rim.

“I’m full of surprises. I know a bartender, so I’ve picked up a thing or two. Was it to your taste, my esteemed client?” He almost cringed as the words slipped from his mouth but stood tall.

Harumasa gave a short laugh and glanced down before looking back up. His thick eyelashes were like moths cradling his honey-colored eyes.

“You’re being so corny. Ah~ I really don’t want to say it~ You did a good job, Lighter. I like it.” He smiled against the glass. “How does this guy know my preferences… Maybe we’ve been spending too much time together recently. You think we need to see other people?” He continued nursing his drink.

“Definitely from the way you’re acting.”

As much as he and Harumasa always bickered every time they met, he knew it was all in good fun. If they really didn’t like each other then they would just stop speaking at all. Somehow whenever they came together it was like cats and dogs trying to get along, in that stereotypical way. Maybe it was the way Harumasa was that propelled Lighter to keep teasing him back. He was playfully snarky in response, having fun with even the littlest things like a conversation in passing.

Lighter actually enjoyed their light-hearted quips, a brief respite in the usual day-to-day grind and his own personal problems.

They also shared a similar, yet different type of on-going struggle. Maybe he’d let one or two many jokes in that vein slide in front of Harumasa. He knew it was something that slipped out when he got a little too used to being with someone.

Harumasa in particular was real perceptive and actually pretty thoughtful under all that mischievousness. Usually Lighter didn’t want to burden others with that sort of heavy baggage. He still couldn’t help feeling guilty all over again from time to time, but knowing another who is also surviving made him more comfortable in their presence.

An easygoing voice brought him back into focus. “-So do you think he was successful?” He spoke in between his quiet sips.

“What do you mean? Who?”

“Wise. I’m sure you know by now what his ulterior motive was by now.”

“Ah. That. Hard to say at the moment. Wait… Are you in on it?” Lighter raised an eyebrow.

Harumasa acted surprised in an overly exaggerated way.

“Me? Oh no. Why would I? Not a joke by the way, why would I?” He tilted his head.

Lighter shifted, his eyes on the dancing crowd on the floor. He glanced back at Harumasa while raising his eyebrows. “I don’t know. Do you have something to admit to me?” He sneered.

Harumasa made an unamused face. He got up from his seat languidly.

“Where are you going? Can’t stand my presence?” Lighter watched intently as Harumasa adjusted his coat, covering the tempting expanse of his shoulders.

“I’m getting a cramp in my body from sitting around for too long. Gonna hit the dance floor. You can sit there and keep my drinks company. Or watch if you want, wallflower.” He smiled coyly as he sauntered off.

Lighter sighed and watched him walk off. Damn. He was too forward today. He dragged a hand over his face. Harumasa was a bit more into it today as well. That guy could blame it on the alcohol loosening him up, but Lighter didn’t really have any excuses. Just as he was about to wallow in this embarrassing experience of almost-flirting-but-not-quite-so-it-ends-up-nowhere the music picked up considerably since he first walked inside. Even he was starting to tap his foot to the beat.

He caught that flash of shiny dark hair in the middle of the crowd, which parted as if this was a show all for him. The lights in the club pulsed at a snail's pace before washing everything in a steady blood-red glow again.

Harumasa was moving his body leisurely to the music, using as little energy as possible, coat slipping again and showing off that flawless skin of his. He had taut, agile muscles but at the same time a slender and grabbable waist. It was tinier than what he’d first thought, with that workplace button-up camouflaging it normally. Lighter could probably encircle that waist with his fingers.

Lighter gripped onto the bar counter tightly. His pants also felt a little tighter, but he had enough discipline to keep that contained for the most part.

Shaking his head, Lighter tried to get himself out of this trance but couldn’t help himself from looking again. There was now a guy behind Harumasa attempting to dance with him. Not 5 seconds later, Harumasa noticed and turned around. They appeared to be talking to one another.

Lighter bit his lip in irritation. It wasn’t really any of his business and Harumasa could clearly handle himself. It also wasn’t like they were together or anything. He was much more resilient than his demeanor and look displayed, but that didn’t stop Lighter from feeling antsy at some unknown guy pawing at Harumasa.

Briefly turning away, Lighter looked down at the drink he ordered for Harumasa. The only thing left in the short glass was a large, partially melted ice cube and an elegantly twisted orange peel. He smiled to himself knowing the other had enjoyed it but then remembered what Harumasa said earlier: that if he finished the whole glass and liked it that it was a signal to pick him up. Lighter felt conflicted since he didn’t know if he fit in that criteria. As one of Harumasa’s suitors. He could be ruining their current weird relationship, whatever they had. This “pure employer-mercenary relationship” as Harumasa put it. But that wasn’t all they were. Both himself and Harumasa could definitely feel a peculiar energy whenever they talked. If Lighter didn’t try to advance it, it might be stuck in this limbo for who knows how long.

Lighter wasn’t a coward in that regard.

He got up from the comfy bar stool and walked towards the dancefloor, to where Harumasa was. His confident stride had dancing bodies evading him clumsily at his advance. Harumasa seemed to be putting his hand in front of himself to stop the other guy from coming closer. Whatever they were talking about, the shorter of the two seemed more annoyed than usual. Like actually pissed off. Lighter saw the furrowed brows along with a little snarl where he could see those prominent canines peek out.

Sliding up next to Harumasa, he pushed the other man with just enough force to push him back against the crowd. The man almost fell but caught himself on a mass of bodies, too high or drunk or both to care.

“The fuck?! And who the fuck is this? What, is this your boyfriend or some shit?”

Lighter put his arm around Harumasa in response and pulled him flush against his body. “Yeah I am. So fuck off unless you want your fucking teeth kicked in.” He growled.

The man looked visibly taken back. “Ugh, fuck you! I don’t need that slut bitch anyways. He’s not even all that.” The man made an annoying frustrated sound as he turned on his heel and pushed into the crowd of people.

“...Boyfriend, huh?” A voice came from his side.

“I was just going with the flow. It all worked out, didn’t it?”

Harumasa let out a brief laugh. “Yes, but I could’ve handled it. With less of a fuss, too.”

Lighter looked down at Harumasa. He was fiddling with his own fingers idly.

“That guy was being too touchy for me…” His voice trailed off.

Lighter immediately moved to draw back the arm that was around the shorter man.

“Oh- you’re okay though.”

“H-Huh?” Lighter nearly bit his tongue.

“You can…” Harumasa’s gaze shifted awkwardly. “Youcantouchmeifyouwant. Anyways, want to dance while you’re here? That guy kinda rained on my parade.”

Lighter subtly pinched his arm, his facial expression not changing even through the sharp pain. Harumasa also seemed to be a little embarrassed from the exchange. They had to keep going, though. To see where this was taking them.

“I can't dance. I mean I really can’t.” Lighter said, rubbing the back of his neck.

Harumasa moved to stand in front of Lighter.

“You do know how to dance, you’re a boxer.” He began, “You probably have some crazy skills with your legs.”

Lighter scratched his head idly, “having good footwork doesn’t mean you can dance well.” It wasn’t like he practiced much dancing either. His free-time usually meant running errands or riding his bike out on the Outer Ring. Not to mention he didn’t want to embarrass himself by looking silly.

“Well just try. Doesn’t hurt to try things at least once.” Harumasa started to move his body to the rhythm. Maybe it was what he was wearing, but Lighter felt it was too erotic. The little tight top Harumasa wore rode up his torso a little and showed off a sliver of his belly.

“Like what you see?” He smiled as he kept swaying his hips to the music.

“Harumasa… Do you know what you’re doing.”

“I think I’m just having fun at the moment. Don’t want to exert too much effort lest my delicate self faint.” He turned his back to Lighter and danced closer to him.

Lighter swallowed his pride and began moving in tandem with Harumasa.

“Hey! You do know how to dance.”

“I’m just following your movements.”

They pressed just a bit closer as the song went on.

“So why did you come over here? The view not enough from there?”

Lighter rested a hand on Harumasa’s hip and pulled him closer again. He felt his crotch make contact with the other’s lower back. Lighter thought he heard him make a tiny noise.

“That guy… He was touching you.” He breathed against Harumasa’s hair. It smelled fresh and a little herbaceous. He wanted to dig his face into it but opted to contain himself.

“That’s a normal thing at clubs.”

“...”

“No way~ Is Lighter jealous?”

Lighter’s face heated up while Harumasa’s body vibrated with laughter.

“I’m not jealous. I just don’t like trash touching my people.” He grit his teeth as he spoke.

Harumasa half-turned in his arms and faced towards Lighter as they continued swaying to the hypnotic music. Harumasa rested his head a little on Lighter’s chest.

“True. We have a totally professional relationship~” Harumasa said as he looked into Lighter’s eyes. He gave a slow blink just for him. “Thanks for looking out for me.” He said in a lower tone, almost inaudible with the music playing in the background. He was doing that signature devilish little smile, while his big doe eyes looked so innocent.

“I really don't like guys who are as sly as you.” Lighter breathed out.

“What? I'm not doing anything. You sure you're not looking too deeply into things?” Harumasa teased. He rubbed his fluffy hair against Lighter like a small animal seeking warmth.

“You think you're so clever.” Lighter felt his patience waning. He grabbed Harumasa by the junction between his neck and jaw and tilted his face upwards to stare directly at him. “I’m not gonna be the one that breaks first.”

Harumasa’s eyes went wide and he gave a wobbly, surprised smile.

“You're already breaking your cool…!” He gasped when Lighter tightened his grip a little more.

“Why don’t you say what you want straight up? You and I both know what we’re dancing around.”

“What about you… Being so stubborn… You can't hide your gaze with those shades all the time.”

Lighter almost tripped up at Harumasa noticing where he was looking the whole time even with his sunglasses on.

“And you can't hide that attention-seeking behavior. Poking at me all the time.”

“I don't do it all the time~” Harumasa whined.

“You're doing it right now.” Lighter shot back.

“Enough jokes, Lighter. We’re just wasting time aren’t we?”

“So admit to losing. I can do this all day.” He couldn’t, but he had a feeling Harumasa was ready to stop beating around the bush.

Harumasa gave a little pout that was cuter than it had any right to be.

“Fine. I'll take the fall, okay? Since I’m the more mature one. But you pressured me into it~ You have to take care of me in exchange.”

Lighter’s voice came out a little too low and ragged, laced with his arousal. “You're so damn demanding.”

Harumasa batted his eyelashes innocently in response.

“I'm your esteemed client, right? It’s your job to provide.”

“Alright, boss. At your command.” Lighter replied as he laced his free hand’s fingers with Harumasa.

Harumasa’s hand was soft in Lighter’s. Or maybe it felt like that because his own hand was too rough in comparison. The taller man walked briskly off the dancefloor, leading Harumasa towards somewhere more quiet. More private.

He felt a little too excited at this with a sprinkling of anxiousness. If anything at least Harumasa actually was looking forward to whatever the conclusion to this was. Still, Lighter wanted to hear it definitely from the person himself.

“Harumasa… Are you sure about this?”

Harumasa made a curious noise as he sped up his steps to catch up with Lighter’s long-legged strides.

“What do you mean?”

Lighter adjusted his glasses as he kept his head tall, gaze forward.

“I mean if you don’t want to do this we can stop. I can stop. Anytime you want. Just tell me.”

“Ah.”

Lighter stopped in his tracks and turned to Harumasa, who was looking seriously at him.

“What’s wrong? Do you want to go home? I can drop you off.”

Harumasa gave him a gentle smile, a bit different than his usual. “That’s not it. I just…” He swung their joined hands gently. “You can be a real gentleman, sometimes.”

“I’m always a gentleman.”

Harumasa hummed and tightened his hold on Lighter’s hand. “No really. I appreciate it, Lighter. I want to continue this with you.”

“Who are you and what have you done with Harumasa? Aren’t you supposed to be desperately keeping me at arms length while stringing me along?”

Harumasa laughed at that and sighed. “The one time I concede and show my heart to you and you tease me. How ruthless.”

Lighter petted Harumasa’s hair gently. It was as soft and fluffy as it looked. He then slowly lifted his sunglasses to look Harumasa directly in his eyes.

“I understood even if you didn’t say it out loud, but it's nice to hear it from you directly.” Lighter responded in a low, quiet voice before slipping his glasses back down.

Harumasa averted his gaze at that. His cheeks were flushed, though he could always say it was just the alcohol giving him a ruddy complexion.

“I really want to make random small talk again to get us out of this awkward spot.” He finally said after a few beats. “Let's have fun somewhere quiet.”

Lighter tilted his head, “You’re talking about one of the VIP rooms, right? I can get one for us.”

Harumasa lifted a finger to his lips in a cutesy “thinking” gesture. “What about in the restroom?”

Lighter choked on his saliva. “I-isn’t that… Pretty public?” He said between clenched teeth.

Harumasa bounced on his heels as he pulled Lighter by the hand. “What? Scared? It’s cute when you’re flustered. It’ll be fun trying it. I went into one of them earlier. It’s cleaner than you’d think!”

Lighter was in disbelief. “I don’t think that’s the biggest problem here.” Despite being hesitant, Lighter let himself be dragged along by the other.

“What? You want to take me home instead?”

Lighter hummed, “We can do that next time since you’re adamant about this.”

“So there’s a next time?” He sounded really amused by that.

Harumasa dragged him past one of the restroom signs and kept walking. Confused, Lighter piped up.

“Didn’t you just skip your destination?”

“There's another one that’s less busy. Don’t worry I planned this.”

“You… Planned this?” Lighter squinted his eyes.

“Oops~”

“Harumasa…”

“Yes?”

“Do you think I’m just going to let this slide?”

The two finally reached the entrance of this far and away restroom. The shorter of the two opened the door and they both entered together. Harumasa turned to face Lighter with a smirk.

“And… What are you going to do about it?”

Harumasa looked like he was expecting something.

Well if he was expecting something then who was Lighter to not meet those expectations? He closed the distance and crashed his mouth against Harumasa.

“Lighter~” Harumasa gasped out in between their kisses. Kisses along the side of his mouth, on his mouth, anything. Lighter swallowed his next word with another kiss, diving his own tongue into that annoying mouth. Lighter pulled back to nibble plump pink lips before consuming his mouth again. He brushed his tongue against Harumasa’s and maneuvered a little until he could suck on it. Harumasa whined against his mouth and clutched against the front of Lighter’s netted shirt, looking for leverage. When they broke their kiss a strand of saliva connected the two before snapping. Harumasa was breathing hard, as was Lighter. Both their cheeks flushed dark.

“If I knew you wanted me this bad I would have tried this a while ago.” He breathed against Lighter.

“What about our “very practical relationship” you keep going on about.” Lighter said as he admired Harumasa’s kiss-bitten lips.

Harumasa pulled him further into the restroom, off to the most sizable stall at the end.

“It is practical. We’re blowing off some steam. Releasing pent up energy. It's very efficient if you think about it.”

“Your talent for getting by on a technicality must be studied.”

As soon as the two stepped into the stall, Lighter locked it. That didn't make it any less public. To him at least. Maybe Harumasa felt differently. All things considered it was pretty spacious for a restroom stall and a whole lot cleaner than many public ones Lighter has seen.

When Lighter turned back from locking the door, Harumasa had already put his coat on the nearby hanger along with his body chain and lifted his top to show off tiny breasts and pink nipples. There were little scars framing the underside of each small mound otherwise his skin was flawlessly creamy.

“Can I touch?” Lighter approached, hand outstretched.

“You don't have to ask twice.”

Lighter palmed one of the breasts and lightly squeezed, it barely filled his large hand but it was oh so soft. Harumasa’s breath hitched in response. He could also feel that slim body twitch. He then cupped the other breast and kneaded them gently. With his thumbs he massaged Harumasa’s little pink nipples until they perked up.

“S-so what do you think, Lighter?” He huffed.

“Your body was actually this lewd under those work clothes everyday.” Lighter said as he leaned down to put his mouth around one nipple.

“O-oh…! Lighter… W-wait…! Ngh…” Harumasa wriggled as the taller man dragged his teeth gently on his sensitive chest. His tongue tasted the cool flesh and he gave one last kiss to one of those delicate nipples before relaxing the hands that were groping Harumasa’s tiny tits. Lighter pulled his mouth off calmly and looked up to Harumasa to see what he needed.

“Let me touch you too.” He admitted.

“Sure thing.”

Lighter stood up briskly and presented himself for Harumasa. Some might have said he was bragging when he subtly flexed, but who was going to fault him for doing so?

Oh right, the snarky little thing in front of him.

“Wow, so cut.” Harumasa touched Lighter’s muscled chest with both hands and dragged it downwards along the netted shirt that barely covered anything. “Show-off.” Those slender fingers moved lower, catching on several of the deep scars on his body.

“Not afraid of the scars?”

Harumasa traced one particularly deep scar near his pelvis in response.

“Of course not. I’m used to seeing wounds of all kinds. Besides, scars are a part of what makes you you. Whether physical or mental, right?” He looked up from his careful observations with an unreadable expression.

Lighter reached out to brush Harumasa’s cheek with his finger, but as soon as he touched the other he felt a grip on his clothed crotch.

“F-fff…!!” Lighter hissed, withdrawing his outstretched hand. “The hell?”

The little devil’s smile devolved into a mischievous one as he rubbed the outline of his cock with those dexterous fingers.

“This thing is really big… Lighter, how’s it gonna fit? My body is actually pretty delicate. You might kill me with this monster. On the bright side it might put me out of commission from work for a while~”

Lighter rolled his eyes.

“Why are you asking me when you’re the type to try and make it fit?”

Harumasa pouted as he unbuttoned and unzipped the leather pants.

“Now I know you really don't know me. I wouldn't expend so much energy wrestling with that monster.”

He pulled Lighter’s leather pants down along with his striped boar-print boxers enough so that so-called monster sprung out of confinement, bouncing into its natural resting position, curving a bit due to its weight. Harumasa's eyes grew wide and his grin wobbly, as if exclaiming ‘I bit off more than I could chew!’

Lighter sighed and dragged his hand through his own hair.

“If you’re scared just give the word, chief.”

“I’m not. I just wasn't expecting it to…” Harumasa lined up his belly loosely with Lighter’s junior. “Ah… It's really going to go that deep…” His voice cracked a little.

“You know we don't have to put it in. I can use my mouth.”

Harumasa mulled over the suggestion for a bit before coming to a conclusion.

“What if I say I can’t choose between the two options?” he offered, innocently. Not that any of this was innocent.

“So needy…”

“Sowwy~ It’s just funny when you’re a little irritated. Hey, when you started the day did you think it would end up in a bathroom sta-” Harumasa’s ramble was cut off by Lighter grabbing him, spinning him around, and pushing him to be bent over against a wall. Sudden fingers in his mouth prevented him from squeaking in surprise.

“Not only needy, but noisy too.” Lighter pushed his fingers in a thrusting motion eliciting a muffled whine from the other. Harumasa’s tongue slid between the fingers, unsure of what it should be doing while his mouth was put to use.

“There we go. You gonna be good now?” He whispered in Harumasa’s ear as he kicked open slender legs to spread them further. “You don’t gag either when my fingers get this deep in your throat. Well done.” Lighter pressed the other harder against the wall, his now freed cock rubbing against Harumasa’s lower back and ass. The smaller body twitched in response.

With his free hand, Lighter reached around Harumasa. Calloused fingers grazed the tender flesh of that little belly. Fingers dipped lower and roughly yanked down pants and panties in one movement. Viscous fluid dripped between milky thighs onto the middle of Harumasa’s sopping wet black underwear.

Between those trembling legs was a little shaven pussy with a clit poking out from plump outer lips. It was all glistening in his arousal, a few stray streaks of fluid trailing down Harumasa’s thighs.

“Oho? Shaved, huh? I don’t mind hair. It’d look cute on you, too.” Lighter muttered. Not that Harumasa could answer back with his mouth plugged.

The fingers dipped lower and Lighter’s middle finger brushed against Harumasa’s engorged bud, causing the smaller man to wrestle in his hold. He really wanted to put his mouth on it. Make this brat lose control.

Fingers dipped between Harumasa’s pink folds, thick fluid oozing out steadily. Harumasa bit a little harder, small fangs dug into the skin and Lighter felt a sharp prick, but continued what he was doing.

One digit slid inside Harumasa’s pussy slowly. It was hot, soft, and tight. He’d have to get him really aroused to open him up enough to even get the head in. A dirty squelch echoed in the empty restroom as Lighter rubbed against Harumasa’s walls.

“Mmngfffh…!”

“Damn, you’re soaking down here.” Lighter’s voice came out as a rough tremor. Harumasa squeezed his finger at that and writhed, but was held firmly by a solid arm. Unable to express his feelings with his voice, he settled for pressing little canines against those fingers even harder.

“This all for me? Or did that piece of shit get you all worked up?” He breathed against Harumasa’s ear. It was flushed as red as his cheeks. “Should I go back and kill him?” He chuckled deeply.

“Just kidding~” Lighter mused.

He was only half-kidding.

In an act of kindness, Lighter pulled back the fingers that were in Harumasa’s mouth. There were bite marks around his fingers, but just barely enough to draw blood. Feisty thing.

He maneuvered their bodies a little straighter to put less pressure on Harumasa and let him rest against his own torso as he dipped another finger inside that tight heat.

“Mmm…!” Harumasa held in his moans. It was a surprising contrast to the usual talkative Harumasa.

His pussy squeezed both of Lighter’s fingers tightly and refused to let go. Lighter nuzzled the side of Harumasa’s head while he focused on those muscles hugging his digits. He could smell that fresh herbal scent even clearer as he dug his face in that silky head of raven-black hair.

The less audible Harumasa was, the more Lighter became worried.

“Hey. You alright?” He began, “You haven’t said anything-”

“Mm…. You‘re ruining my immersion….”

“Wha-? What, you want to be called baby or something?”

“More… ” Harumasa mewled out.

“Something else? Are you one of those?” Lighter put his mouth against the shell of Harumasa’s ear.

“You wanna be my bitch, right?”

Harumasa gasped and squeezed hard around the fingers inside him. “O-oh fuck…! Lighter…!” He squeezed again a few moments later. “You’re such a dog…!”

“I’m not the one messing up the floor.”

Harumasa whined in a high-pitched voice, fed up with being quiet. “C-can feel you rubbing my ass.”

“You want it inside, don’t you?”

Harumasa writhed again on his fingers. “Take me already…! Lighter~”

Lighter laughed internally to himself and cooed the other’s obvious display of desperation.

“Now that you’re ordering me, I kinda want to stall instead.”

Harumasa gave out another frustrated noise. “So mean~ You said you’d take care of me…! I’ve been nothing, but good~”

Lighter shook his head and made a come hither motion with his occupied fingers, making Harumasa jump again.

“You know that’s a lie. Maybe you just want to get punished…”

Harumasa bit his lip and wiggled his hips until Lighter pressed his body closer to his own. That thick cock behind Harumasa nestled between the cheeks of his perky ass. The hot length of it kissed his asshole and slid across the rim when he moved.

“Mm..! I-I don’t~”

“Then why are you squeezing my fingers like this?” Lighter drawled.

Thick fingers began thrusting into Harumasa quickly, liquid gushing around the digits noisily. Harumasa twisted in his arms, unable to contain his reactions. Little mewls and moans escaped his pretty, drooling mouth.

“I-it’s j-just…! Natural~ A-Ah…! I can’t..!” Harumasa gasped. “Oh f-fuck… I can’t…!” He was shaking his body as if he could escape the surmounting pleasure overwhelming him.

The fingers fucked Harumasa even faster, fluids splashing all over the floor and wall. Harumasa threw his head back to lay against Lighter as he let his body be used.

“Yeah? You gonna cum? Baby gonna cum all over my fingers?” Lighter breathed out.

“‘m gonna… Oh… Fuck…! I-I’m gonna…! Lighter~!” He gasped out.

“Go ahead. Come for me. Haru.”

Lighter licked around Harumasa’s ear and watched as he squirted all over the floor. That slender body flailed around in his hold, stretching itself taut and twitching as he came. The fingers continued fucking through Harumasa’s wet orgasm, squelches and squishes probably loud enough to be heard from outside.

“Y-your voice~~ Nooo~~~” Harumasa whined, his voice breaking.

“There we go.” Lighter nuzzled Harumasa’s head. “Good boy.” He praised, pulling his fingers out of Harumasa with an obscenely wet noise. Lighter stuck the dirty fingers in his own mouth and cleaned the sticky honey-like liquid off lovingly.

Sweet.

“Ah…. Nnn…” Harumasa exhaled weakly, he was out of breath.

“Now why do you have to pick fights when you can be pliant like this?”

“ …” Harumasa closed his eyes briefly before turning to look at Lighter languidly. “You pick on me too… ‘s not all my fault.” He slurred.

“If it seems that way then I'm sorry.” Lighter didn’t sound sorry at all. “Maybe you just bring out the sadist in people.”

“You're blaming me?!” Harumasa complained, though tone-wise he didn’t sound that irritated. “How are you gonna make it up to bullying me? I'll tell on you. I know people.”

Lighter gave a short laugh. “I can give you what you've been glancing at all night.”

“Oh. You could tell?“ Harumasa’s voice was much more peppy than a few beats ago.

“With those huge saucers you call eyes how could I not.”

“Ah~ I got caught~” Harumasa crooned. “ This will surely ruin our contractual relationship forever~”

“What do you mean this will ruin it… It's been ruined since you put on these pants.” Lighter tugged said pants down lower, the motion was followed by a short, small ripping noise.

“H-hey! I only have one pair of these.”

“I'll fix them for you later. Aren’t they ruined anyways? With all your juice on it.”

“Whose fault do you think that is?” Harumasa crossed his arms. It didn’t look very intimidating while his pants were pulled down.

“You’re so mouthy. Can't help getting on my nerves, huh?”

Lighter manhandled Harumasa over to the lidded toilet, which went over without hassle, the larger taking a seat on the cool porcelain.

“If you don't like- ngh!- it, then stop returning my calls.”

Harumasa complained again, pouting when he was sat on Lighter’s leather-clad thigh. His wet pussy made a little squish when it made contact.

“You're like a little fussy cat around me. I have to pay attention sometimes to maintain this “relationship”.” Lighter explained in an amused tone.

“A little cat you met in an alley?”

“What- like a stray? I don’t want you on the streets like that.”

“Then put a collar on me if you can~” He joked.

Lighter breathed calmly, his member still at full attention. Harumasa was lucky he had good enough discipline not to keep devouring him while the “delicate” him was recovering from an orgasm.

“You really know how to rile a guy up. Come here.”

Lighter was going to go in for another kiss when he was stopped by a hand decorated by various thin silver rings.

“Are you going to keep those sunglasses on?”

Lighter paused his movements, now hyper aware of the shades blocking their gaze from meeting.

“Oh… These? Well…”

Harumasa made a curious face at Lighter’s hesitance.

“If you want to keep them on, it's alright. Whatever makes you comfortable. I just wanted to look at you since there’s only us here.” His voice was quieter than normal.

Lighter rubbed Harumasa’s shoulder gently.

“My eyes were injured a while ago and light used to irritate them. They’ve mostly healed by now, but I guess it's become something of a habit wearing these all the time.” 

He sighed as he continued talking, “It isn’t too bright in this room, though. You can… Take them off. If you want.”

Harumasa moved a hand up to touch Lighter’s face before trailing up to remove his sunglasses. The shades came off and Lighter’s eyes slowly proceeded upwards to look at Harumasa who was staring directly at him.

“I can see you clearly now.” He said as he smiled, eyes crinkling.

Harumasa leaned over to put the precious sunglasses in his coat pocket. As soon as he pulled back, his other hand moved to palm at Lighter’s cock.

“Hngh…!” Lighter grunted at the sudden contact..

“It’s a wonder how you haven’t gone soft yet.”

Harumasa gripped the base with his soft little hands. He could barely encircle the thickness.

“Just a lot of practice getting blue balled by you, I think-!” Lighter humored through grit teeth.

“Here, since you showed me something nice I’ll do something in return.”

Harumasa slipped off Lighter’s thigh and knelt on the floor, his hand still gripping that thickness.

“Oh? Harumasa is going to service me for once? I thought it was my turn to eat you out.”

“Next time. Enjoy this for now.”

Harumasa pressed a little pink tongue to Lighter’s length. The larger man hissed as Harumasa went to town. That small, nimble tongue tasted delves and dips, traced the veins protruding along his cock and even dug around the sensitive grooves near his head. His mouth probably wasn’t big enough to take the whole thing inside, but what he lacked he made up for in efficiency and an eye for detail.

Soft lips pressed kisses all over the spongy head of his cock, glazing Harumasa’s pink lips with Lighter’s precum, giving it an absurdly glossy appearance. He pulled gently on the foreskin and pulled it back a little to expose more of the sensitive glands. That little sneaky tongue lavished those glands like they were delicious.

“S-shit… Why are you good at this…” Lighter groaned. His cock throbbed against Harumasa’s skilled mouth, entirely too happy it was finally getting some physical attention for the first time.

Lighter’s hand came around to brace Harumasa’s head and started to pet that mess of fluffy locks as he worked. It was getting really messy, but the messiness suited him in a way.

Harumasa’s tongue laved all over the smooth, silky head of Lighter’s cock and even pressed against the little opening to his urethra at one point which made him hiss harshly. If Lighter didn’t know better he’d think Harumasa saved all his energy for this single event.

“H-Haru… Put… Put it inside your mouth.” He groaned. His voice was so deep with arousal that it made Harumasa stop in his tracks to look up.

Lighter bit his lip at the sight of Harumasa’s cute little messy face, lips dripping in precum and mouthing at his cock that it took everything in his power to not grab him by the face and start fucking his throat with abandon.

The little devil gave him a cute coy smile, knowing how much he was affecting him.

Lighter furrowed his brow and reached over with both hands, cradling Harumasa’s head and down to his neck, feeling all over the space between his jaw and throat. It seemed so small that he didn’t think his dick would fit inside.

At that moment Harumasa let out a muffled affirmative grunt and moved so his head faced forward, letting the tip of Lighter’s cock lay against his tongue. He took a breath then slowly let Lighter’s cock slide inside further. That small space in Harumasa’s throat opened up more to accommodate for the thick intrusion so he could feel that hot length throb inside. He swallowed shallowly around the flesh and started moving his head forward and back.

“Mmm… “ Lighter moaned. He relaxed in his seat and watched Harumasa take his cock like a champ, licking his own lips as the usually prickly man closed his eyes to focus on the sensation. As if sensing Lighter watching him intently, he opened his pretty eyes and glanced up at him, showing Lighter how watery they were with the intensity of it all.

“So good for me, Haru.” Lighter breathed. He started moving his hips in combination with Harumasa.

As Lighter gently fucked his throat, Harumasa focused on taking little breaths in between thrusts. Clever hands started to massage Lighter’s heavy balls. Harumasa could tell he was getting close from how they became a bit taut. Feeling the larger man flex and clench his muscles in pleasure he was providing made his head swim. Hearing those little praises nearly overwhelmed him in contrast to how they usually were in public. Like it was some kind of taboo thing for them to be doing together.

Lighter huffed and tightened his hold on Harumasa’s hair. His other hand massaged his delicate neck, fingers dipping into the collar of his shirt to feel more of that tender skin.

Just as Harumasa felt Lighter’s cock pulse and throb deep inside his throat, he moved one of his hands to clench hard around the base and tapped on Lighter’s thigh multiple times.

Lighter shuddered, but stopped his motions, teeth clenched as the muscles in his arms and legs strained to keep him in control. His brows were furrowed, obviously displeased at being stopped just as he was about to cum but remained steadfast.

At an agonizingly slow pace, Lighter let out a deep exhale and pulled Harumasa slowly off his cock. As soon as the tip left that wet mouth, Harumasa gasped and took a deep breath.

“W-what… Right as I was about to-” Lighter protested, but shut up as soon as he saw Harumasa stand up and turn around to present himself against the wall with wobbly legs. His little pussy was dripping onto the floor, pink and wet. The delicate lips were already a little parted, as if waiting for Lighter to claim it.

“Hurry… Want it inside… I can’t wait any longer.” Harumasa panted. His voice sounded a little hoarse.

Something primal took over Lighter’s body and he swiftly followed Harumasa against the wall. Bending Harumasa down a little more, he leaned over the small body with his own. His cock throbbed in excitement, filling his instincts with a need to breed this willing body. Large hands groped at Harumasa, feeling little tits and slim muscles while he pressed his face against his nape and breathed in his scent.

Harumasa mewled and shimmied his hips until Lighter’s cock slid against his wet pussy. He flinched, jumping in Lighter’s hold. The taller man groaned in return and thrusted again into that space, his length getting generously coated in Harumasa’s slick.

“W-what about a condo-”

“I get it but shut up.” Those little hips wiggled.

“Give me… Just give it to me, Lighter.” Harumasa was whining almost to the point of tears.

“Yeah… What do you say when you want something?”

Lighter’s voice came out like a rumble, he thought he couldn’t get any more horny than how he was now. He was practically at his limit, bursting at the seams to be let loose.

Harumasa let out a high pitched whine and rubbed against Lighter’s cock.

“Please… Please…!”

All that cunning, all those endless retorts lined up for Lighter had dissipated into pure unbridled need.

“Fuck.” Lighter grunted, he gripped onto Harumasa’s hips and lined up the tip of his dick with that needy little cunt.

With the last ounce of tact he had, Lighter gradually slid inch by inch inside the wet, searing heat. He heard Harumasa make a garbled noise and gasp under him as he got deeper and deeper inside.

“Lighter…! Lighter…!” He wailed.

“Shit… Dammit… Just a little more okay, baby?”

The tendons in Lighter’s neck were strained, his whole body thrummed with how hot he was running. Just a little more until he could run wild. Just a few more inches.

Harumasa squealed with how deep Lighter was inside him and soon made a noise Lighter had never heard him make before. That small figure was shuddering against his hard body. Lighter felt himself hitting something firm, a soft wall like the usual but just a tad resistant. He hadn’t bottomed out, but he knew Harumasa was probably not used to anyone being this deep.

“Uu… Ah…”

Harumasa seemed unable to form a coherent string of words, but Lighter knew they were just getting started so he backed off that barrier.

Lighter moved into a more stable stance. His hands gripped hips firmly without it being too uncomfortable. He slid his cock out all the way, pulling a long drawn-out mewl from Harumasa. He bit into his own lips a little to try and hamper his approaching fervor.

“Ready?”

Harumasa briefly shook his head side to side, fed up with how Lighter was dragging this out. How they both were.

“Take me alrea-”

Harumasa choked on his words when that thick, hard cock speared him in one fell swoop.

“You feel so fucking good.”

Lighter growled as he pounded Harumasa’s little pussy. The slapping of hips and ass was loud and obscene in the otherwise empty restroom. Fluids spilled and gushed out of where they were joined, adding to the mess that was already on the floor. He dug his fingers into the delicate grooves of Harumasa’s hips. If they turned into bruises, he supposed he would apologize for it later.

“So fucking good for me, Harumasa.”

Harumasa made clipped little moans in time with Lighter’s thrusts. His hair was in complete disorder, a cute mop being thrown around with force. He knew Harumasa’s face must be an absolute mess. Lighter rolled his hips rhythmically, making Harumasa yelp and writhe underneath him. His cock dragged itself along the front of those tender walls, head sometimes bumping into that firm barrier from before, letting Lighter know how deep he could go.

Suddenly he felt tight, wet muscles grip his length harshly and small nails claw at his hands.

“Fuck…! L-Lighter…! ‘M gonna…!” Harumasa gasped, tongue lolling out, drool dripping from his open mouth.

The little thing was having a dry orgasm underneath him, wriggling his tight body back and forth while still being skewered repeatedly by Lighter. He sounded pathetic in his whines, making noises that sounded almost similar to Lighter’s name.

Lighter smiled to himself before pulling back and thrusting quick and shallow. Short little smacks echoed in the stall with Harumasa continuing to wail in a high pitched tone. Hands slid up to play with Harumasa’s breasts, squishing and pinching what he could, the soft flesh yielding entirely for him.

He lowered his face and started licking at Harumasa’s nape. He lapped at it all over like a dog, even nipping at it with his teeth. Lighter felt Harumasa’s hips jump at that.

“-ore…” A hoarse voice cried.

Lighter pried his teeth off of that neck and tried to answer back, but only came back with a rumbling grunt.

“More… Deeper…!”

“Dammit. Harumasa.” Lighter grunted out.

His voice was so deep with arousal it was barely intelligible. He stopped his thrusting and nearly pulled out all the way, the very tip of his length left inside, kissed gently by slick, pink folds.

“I’ll hurt you like that. Break you.” He breathed deeply against Harumasa’s trembling neck, trying to calm his surmounting irritation.

“It’ll hurt… If I…” Lighter took another deep breath to hold onto his nerves. “If I fuck your cervix open.”

Harumasa made an annoyed sound, thrashing underneath Lighter. He turned back to finally look back at the larger man, the first time for a while.

“‘M not… Not that fragile. Give.” He mumbled between prominent clenched fangs.

Lighter squeezed his eyes closed briefly. He waited a few beats warring the choice over and opened them back up, looking into Harumasa’s golden eyes for a moment until he pushed him back against the wall.

“Ngh… Fuck… This is on you.”

Lighter held onto Harumasa’s body tighter so the little thing wouldn’t be thrown off balance. The body was shivering in anticipation.

In an instant Lighter started fucking him as fast as he possibly could. That little pussy squelched as it was wrecked, drips of fluid spilling on both of their clothes. Harumasa immediately went back to squealing in some long, forlorn language comprised of mewls and moans. That tiny perky ass clapped against Lighter’s hips loudly, turning red with the amount of repeated force.

“F-fuck…! Oh fuck… Lighter! Lighter!”

Harumasa wailed each time Lighter knocked on that little wall separating deep and deep. He was pounding against his cervix like a battering ram. And his prize was that defenseless womb behind it.

Finally, Lighter decided to bottom out completely and breach that little opening, cock filling that especially tight space that was previously unexplored. Thrusting even much deeper past that.

“O-Ooh!?” Harumasa squealed. He started to hang onto one of Lighter’s arms while he was railed against the wall. His pussy was obscenely noisy as it gave way to the unrelenting force fucking him open. Lighter’s long, thick cock slid across every inch of those walls, combining the copious amount of Harumasa’s juices with his own precum.

“Waah… L-Lighter…!”

Lighter drank up Harumasa’s little cries. He went back to trying to move the collar of Harumasa’s top with his face, teething at the back of his neck again.

The more Lighter fucked deep into that tight, painful space the more his instincts urged him to breed the annoying cat yowling under him. He gulped thickly, teeth clenched as he fucked Harumasa’s pussy with abandon. His cunt was so hot and soft, doing its best to cling onto his cock. To never let it leave. Like it wanted to reserve a place just for his dick to be nestled inside. He was getting close again. After so long he’d put off coming so he could finally seed thi-

The door separating the restroom and the lesser-attended club hallway opened. The noise barely audible between the harsh smacks of muscled hips and a soft ass. What wasn’t barely audible, though, was the incredulous voice that came out moments later.

“W-whoa! Someone’s fucking in here! Damn that bitch sounds we-”

Get the fuck out!” Lighter growled. He continued fucking through the situation, his cock wanting nothing more than to breed this little pliable mate.

With the harsh, loud continuous smacking of wet flesh there was no mistake what kind of animalistic sex was happening inside the stall. The stall itself was shaking with the force Lighter put into his thrusts.

He heard a thud against the door and it being opened again. “Oh shit! S-sorry dude-” The frightened voice trailed off at the end as he heard the sound of the door closing.

Harumasa thrashed under him. “Nooo… S-someone… Someone heard-!” He gasped in a hoarse voice in between wet breaths. “Heard me~!”

Lighter nuzzled Harumasa’s nape with his nose and breathed.

“Yeah.” He grunted out darkly. “Heard you being ruined.” Harumasa whined at that. “Claimed.”

The little body under him started pushing back towards Lighter, the owner’s voice out of breath with his keens and moans.

“E-everyone knows…!” He rambled.

Harumasa’s brain must have been completely mush by now. His cervix was being fucked open and walls massaged, a huge searing hot length bullying his puffy pussy into submission. Wet muscles massaged Lighter's cock, squeezing and sucking every time he shoved it all the way inside the tight heat. Lighter could feel that pussy throb against the veins pulsing along his cock. He had to be close to coming again. Luckily for Harumasa, Lighter was too. He’d been edging, holding off for so long. Just for this.

Lighter held onto Harumasa tighter, almost completely immobilizing him in his hold. He rutted against that ass harder, the muscles in his body bulging from exertion. Harumasa was howling while his entrance was pummeled, voice wrecked and rough.

Harumasa felt himself be lifted from the floor and clawed on the wall, trying to desperately brace himself. Lighter had him completely suspended while pulling him back forcibly to fuck him back on his unrelenting cock.

Feeling his vision white-out, Harumasa nearly short-circuited from how much pleasure he was feeling and keened as loud as he could, pussy squirting and splashing onto pants, shoes and tile. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he continued cumming, legs twitching and flailing as he was suspended mid-air. His cunt nearly strangled the thick length inside of him, pushing Lighter over the finish line.

Lighter hugged the smaller body tightly and pushed as deep as he possibly could, his heavy balls pressed tightly against puffy, pink lips. With his jaw clenched and brows knit, he came deep inside Harumasa’s womb, filling it to the brim. Thick cum covered those sensitive insides in waves, each pump from Lighter’s throbbing cock spilling more and more to add to its near endless mess. Harumasa subconsciously milked his dick with the very last strength of his inner muscles, trying to get every last drop.

At the same time Lighter locked his jaws onto Harumasa’s nape and bit down, marking him with his teeth just as deeply. The bite was enough to draw blood and persist for some time. The smaller body beneath Lighter twitched at the first touch of teeth but soon stilled as it was claimed and bred.

Droplets of creamy dense cum spilled onto the floor, there being entirely too much to fit inside Harumasa. The hot member inside of him spurted the last amounts of its load and stilled. Harumasa’s exhausted body was heaving, drenched in sweat and other fluids. A spot protruded his belly where Lighter’s cock and seed stretched him beyond his limits. Harumasa’s face was an absolute mess, drool dripping from his open slack mouth. His eyes were glassy and some tear droplets had already dried throughout the coupling. He coughed and heaved, trying to keep conscious.

Teeth pried itself from Harumasa’s delicate neck, leaving deep marks behind. The thick intrusion inside also removed itself slowly, bringing with it a flood of fluids and cum. It gushed from Harumasa’s puffy, sore pussy liberally. As the fluids spilled Harumasa felt his legs tremble a few beats before giving out completely. He almost fell if not for strong arms holding him up.

“Shit..!” Lighter cursed. He was sweaty and wanted to bathe in his release a little longer, but knew he had to be the responsible one because of the damage he’d done to his companion.

“Maybe that was too much.” Lighter mused.

He kissed Harumasa’s head as a small makeshift apology.

“You holding up okay, Harumasa? Are you with me?”

Harumasa gave a weak little “Nn” in response.

“Okay good. You did well, baby.” Harumasa shuddered at that. Lighter gave him another kiss on his temple before pulling away.

“I’m gonna clean you up now. I think I have to take you back to get your neck checked out. Ah… Sorry about that too. Kinda got too into it.” He rambled. He felt a little guilty. Just a little.

Lighter held Harumasa up with one arm while he leaned over and got some toilet paper to wipe him clean. His pussy was sore and a little red which matched his sore reddened ass. Lighter sighed to himself, quietly cleaning the trembling Harumasa who remained quiet during the few minutes it took. After the lower body was mostly clean, Lighter inspected Harumasa’s nape. It wasn’t too bad, but Lighter wanted to get it fixed up to prevent the wound from being infected.

“Beast…” Harumasa weakly called out. His voice was even more cracked and wobbly than his usual tone.

Lighter smiled to himself while he adjusted Harumasa’s clothes, putting the shirt back down into place and fastening the laces of his pants. After that was out of the way he grabbed the fur coat hanging nearby and put it around Harumasa like a blanket. The body chain was tucked into one of the inner coat pockets. Lighter placed Harumasa onto the toilet seat with care and made sure he wouldn’t fall off balance. 

After his companion was completely dressed Lighter cleaned his cock with some toilet paper and tucked his soft member back into his boxers. He pulled his pants up over his crotch and fastened the zipper and button. Bending down, the man started to clean some of the more obvious fluids from their coupling. He didn’t want to scare any cleaners that happened to come around. All of the used toilet paper was put into the small disposable area built into the stall partition wall.

When the cleaning was done Lighter stood back up and stretched. After a few moments of testing his muscles he turned around and walked over, reaching into one of Harumasa’s coat pockets to fish out his sunglasses. As soon as he finished putting them on he looked down to meet shades-to-eye with Harumasa’s annoyed face.

“What’re you smiling about? You know I can’t walk and it's sore down there. Even sitting is uncomfortable. Why is that thing so big? It still feels like there’s something inside. My lungs aren’t good, either. What if I suffocate while impaled on your monster? I don’t want to go out like that. Whatever, I’m used to worse pains.”

Lighter laughed at him heartily, unable to stop himself from snorting. He felt little fists smacking his shoulder.

“Sorry, sorry! I know, it’s not funny.” He said in between his chuckles.

“It’s just… You told me to do it and I did and now you’re complaining.” Lighter said as he put a hand into his own pants pocket and pulled out a tiny lavender colored lollipop.

Harumasa averted his eyes, “Usually when normal people do something they don’t put 200% effort into it.”

“But you said you weren’t that fragile. How’s that work?” The taller man said as he unwrapped the lollipop leisurely and stuck it in his mouth, expression pleased at the flavor. He sucked on the little candy with a smug expression.

Harumasa sat up a little straighter but winced and went back to slouching.

“It’s called choosing your battles! Besides, I'm still conscious.”

“Right. So you need help walking, princess?”

“Not princess.”

“Prince?”

“Try again.”

Lighter sighed, moving the lollipop in his mouth to the other cheek.

My esteemed client.”

“Better. Yes I do, thank you.”

Lighter lifted Harumasa off from the porcelain seat, fixing them so that Harumasa could rest his arm along Lighter’s shoulder while they walked side by side.

“Why are you so tall…” Harumasa was dragging his feet, it seemed like Lighter was actually carrying him rather than just helping.

“I’m actually not that tall. You’re just kinda small.”

“I’m average height, though?”

“Haa…” Harumasa breathed out. “If you only let me be able to walk it wouldn’t take so much effort for us to get out of this place.”

Lighter wanted to comment on the use of “us” but he ignored that for now.

“If you can barely walk surely they wouldn't send you into the field in that condition, would they?”

Harumasa immediately perked up.

“Wait… Could it be that you're actually a genius? Maybe I could get a whole week off…“ Harumasa was beaming at the prospect.

Lighter was entertained at how Harumasa could get so overjoyed over the little things and seem genuine about it. He did his best to half-carry the now peppy weight hanging on his shoulder.

“Let’s just wash our hands first before we leave. And your mouth.”

“Finally found you guys.” Came a calm voice. Both Lighter and Harumasa jumped.

Standing to the side was Wise, looking particularly pleased. Billy was nowhere to be found.

“Where’d Billy run off to?” Lighter tried steering the subject towards his favor.

“He had to take care of some business so he left early. Where were you two? You guys didn’t come back to the table. Did you get closer? Did you… Have fun together? I noticed Harumasa is leaning on your shoulder… What ha-”

“U-uh he… Uh-” Lighter stammered.

Harumasa smacked Lighter on the shoulder lightly.

“We had a nice polite conversation over work then I went to dance by myself and actually sprained my ankle. Lighter being the very responsible one came over to my aid. Also I sang too much on the dancefloor so my voice is shot.” Harumasa gave an extremely fake smile that was all teeth, which Lighter could say would fool absolutely no one.

“Ah right! I didn’t want my employer to be unable to work since that’d also mean no benefits for me. Luckily I was right there to keep this practical relationship afloat.” He gave Wise a little thumbs up. Harumasa followed suit.

Wise looked at them for a few seconds with that same smile then closed his eyes briefly.

“Hm… I see.” He opened them back up to look between the two. “It’s nice to see you two be more friendly. I was hoping for this outcome. And where are you taking Harumasa, Lighter?”

Lighter’s eyes went a touch wider when Wise focused his attention on him. He crunched his lollipop by accident.

“Well I need to help him go get his injury checked out.” He admitted truthfully. Not that he’d say which injury.

“Checked out where?”

“My pla-” Lighter caught himself but saw it was too little too late as Wise let a wider smile take place on his face.

“Taking him back to your place? Good for you Harumasa, Lighter is pretty reliable, but I’m sure you know all about that. I hope your injury isn’t too serious. You guys have my blessings.”

The manager’s eyes were half-lidded in amusement as he watched the two squirm a little at possibly (definitely) being found out.

“We will, thanks manager, bye~!” Harumasa started slapping Lighter’s shoulder repeatedly like a jockey trying to get their horse to gallop faster.

“Y-yeah see you manager!” Lighter coughed awkwardly.

The two hobbled as fast as they could away from their mutual friend. Harumasa was embarrassed at being caught like this and Lighter would never hear the end of it if Wise chose to tell other friends they both knew.

“If anyone asks, we have a totally practical relationship as usual, by the way.” Harumasa muttered.

“Right.” Lighter replied. He glanced down at Harumasa as they continued walking towards an exit.

“What about if I ask?”

“W-what?”

Lighter didn’t reply to that but instead continued to walk in silence.

“If…” Harumasa gave a small cough. “If you asked…” He paused for a moment. “Just because it’s you, okay?” 

Harumasa looked up at him. “It’s whatever we want it to be.”

Lighter smiled and rubbed his face against Harumasa’s hair, lollipop stick still sticking out from his mouth.

“Of course. It was obvious from the start.”