Egg Hunt
Title: Egg Hunt
Chapter: Oneshot
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: Aoi/Reita
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, sex work, AU, sex toys, anal play/stretching, lingerie, analingus
Summary: Aoi happens to be in the neighbourhood for Easter, and Reita shows him a different way to celebrate.
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: ~3,800
Comment: A bit late, but based on the following artwork by sirens_fang: [NSFW]
Sequel to chapter/day 20 of my 2019 kinktober post, but you don't strictly have to read it. [link]
Aoi smiled to himself when he spotted Reita on his usual table, halfway up on his pole, one leg hooked around it and spinning slowly. He was wearing sheer pink lingerie, matching platform heels, and for the occasion, black bunny ears and a tail. It was Easter, after all, and while Aoi had never really celebrated before, he was willing to make an exception this year.
Reita didn't notice him at first, lost in the music and probably his own thoughts. With a graceful swing of his legs, he was now doing the splits mid-air, still rotating around the pole, and Aoi sat down to watch him. He rolled his hips, moving against the pole in a slow grind, and the mental image it gave Aoi made his dick twitch in his slacks. He wanted to switch places with that pole, and having to wait for it was almost torture.
He worked his way down the pole, still making it look like he was grinding on it, and by the time he reached the floor, Aoi had fished a stack of bills out of his pocket. Reita stood, straightened his legs, and dove between them to wrap one arm around the back of his calf, and that was when he noticed Aoi. He grinned, running his other hand up his thigh, over his crotch, shooting Aoi a wink before dropping into a split. How he did that without crushing his balls, Aoi had no idea, but it warranted a shower of cash. He tossed a handful of bills at him, loving the way they fluttered around him while he jiggled his pert butt. As far as Aoi was concerned, Reita should always be surrounded by a constant rain of thousand yen bills.
With a quick hop, Reita got on his hands and knees, looking back over his shoulder at Aoi while he started twerking. With every shake of his ass, he shuffled closer, until he was almost at the edge of his little stage, and Aoi stood from his seat. He lifted Reita's thong, fitting a couple of bills under the string while he kept twerking, and Aoi grinned at the heart-shaped jewel peeking up at him from between his cheeks. “I see someone's already prepared.”
Reita got on his feet and turned around to face him, spreading his knees and swaying to the music, running his hands up his thighs. “One of my regulars said he was in town for work and that he'd be by later, so I figured I'd be ready for him.”
Aoi hummed, tucking a few bills neatly into Reita's bra. “Ah, and who might this mysterious regular be? Should I be jealous?”
Reita's lips curled into a smirk, and he yanked Aoi closer by his tie, leaning in to whisper in his ear. “You're early.”
“Work's done, and I couldn't wait to see you.” Aoi struggled to keep a straight face when a hand cupped his crotch, squeezing his dick firmly. “Aren't you worried your other patrons will get jealous?”
Reita smiled and pulled back, licking his lips slowly. “They'll get the same treatment when they tip as well as you do.”
Aoi glanced discreetly at the other clients, but they didn't seem bothered. Perhaps they knew, or perhaps they were enjoying the show. Reita lay down on his back, doing another split in the air, and he made it look so effortless, letting his feet hit the floor with a distinct clack. He rested his hands on his thighs, looking like a damn contortionist, but the way he pushed his hips up told Aoi the show was about to end. He wasn't wearing his chastity cage, and the lace front of the thong barely hid anything at all.
He span around, grinding against the floor in a seductive roll of his body, making his way to the centre of his platform again. Aoi let the rest of his bills rain while Reita hopped on the pole, striking a graceful pose right as the final note ended, showing off just how flexible and strong he really was when he held it for several seconds.
He got down when the next song started, signalled for Aoi to meet him outside, and hopped off his table, stopping to chat for a moment with the other patrons. Aoi brought the car around back, and he didn't have to wait long before Reita showed, waving to the bouncers while Aoi opened the door. His bunny ears were still perched on his head, and he almost knocked them off when he got in the passenger's seat. Aoi somehow managed to stifle his laughter.
Their usual room was ready and waiting for them when they got there, and Aoi raised an eyebrow at Reita, who took the key and wished the receptionist a happy Easter. “I called ahead, made some arrangements. Hope you don't mind.”
“Nah. You know my tastes by now.” Reita usually came to Tokyo when he asked, and Aoi stopped by the club anytime he was in town, or just nearby. He had no complaints so far, and he was willing to let it be a surprise, especially with how excited Reita seemed. “Is there a special occasion?”
Reita unlocked the door to the room and let Aoi enter first. “Yeah, it's Easter.”
“Right, I got that from the bunny getup.” Aoi watched as Reita removed his sneakers, pulling the pair of heels he'd been wearing earlier out of his bag and slipping them on. “Do you celebrate?”
“Not in the traditional way.” Reita shrugged his coat off his shoulders, revealing that he'd kept the lingerie from earlier on, and placed his palm on Aoi's chest, shoving him deeper into the room. “Take a look around, see if you can't spot any hints.”
Aoi grinned when his gaze landed on the coffee table. A selection of silicone eggs in pastel colours were arranged neatly next to a tall dispenser of lube and a bowl of condoms. “If you were intending for this to be a hunt, I think you might have made it too easy.”
Reita's lips pressed against the back of his neck, and his arms circled around him, snaking up under his shirt. “Actually, I was hoping you might help me hide them.”
“I don't think that's how it works.” Aoi hummed when Reita's hands travelled up his chest, leaning his head back and closing his eyes.
“Who cares? It'll be fun.” Reita nipped playfully at Aoi's neck, groping his chest with a drawn out moan.
“Alright, bunny, hop to it.” Aoi slid his jacket off his shoulders and hung it over a chair while Reita knelt on the couch, leaning his arms on the back of it and waving his ass in the air.
“Come fill me up.” He moaned out when Aoi slapped his ass, arching his back and pushing his hips up. “Yeah.”
“Like that, do you?” Aoi grinned down at him, gripping his tousled hair and pulling it back, rewarding Reita's moan with another spank. “You're delicious, Reita, you know that?”
Reita's tongue darted out briefly. “Well, you keep coming back.” He sighed when Aoi let go of his hair, turning his head to see him fold his sleeves up, and when their eyes met, he rolled his hips slowly.
“You seduce me.” Aoi laughed, gently flicking Reita's fluffy tail and hooking his fingers into his thong, pulling it down his thighs. He gripped his ass with both hands, spreading his cheeks apart and nudging the base of the plug with his thumb, prompting another moan from Reita. “What a slut you are.” He gave a sound of agreement, and Aoi started slowly pulling the plug out of him, enjoying the sight of Reita's hole stretching around it.
Once it was all the way out, Aoi handed it to him. “Here, why don't you suck on that until I give you something better?” He watched Reita hold the plug to his lips, kissing it sultrily, dragging his tongue flat over it while giving Aoi a look that went straight to his dick. “Good boy.”
“You know, I'm feeling so empty.” Reita swayed his hips from side to side, grinning when Aoi reached for the lube and one of the bigger eggs, spreading his knees wider apart. He wrapped his lips around the plug when lube dripped down his cleft, sucking on it like it was the head of Aoi's cock, giving him something to watch while he got the egg slicked up. He probably didn't need to be as thorough as he was, but Reita didn't protest. He got paid by the minute.
“Is this what your greedy hole wants?” Aoi gripped his ass again, holding the egg against Reita's rim, twisting it slowly to tease him. Reita nodded eagerly, moaning when Aoi applied steady pressure, stretching him wider and wider until his ass sucked the egg in, almost closing around it. Aoi followed it up with a finger, circling Reita's rim and dipping just past it, nudging the toy deeper. “Just how many can you fit?”
“Why don't you find out?” Reita raised an eyebrow, swirling his tongue around the plug, and Aoi couldn't have turned him down if he'd wanted to.
“Since you insist.” He reached for another egg, lubing it up and pushing it into Reita, and this one was small enough that it took mere seconds for it to disappear inside him. He bent down to plant a kiss on his ass while he prepared the next one, scraping his teeth over his soft skin. “What a sight you are, Reita. So depraved, so filthy.”
“You love it.” Reita shot him a grin, though his lips quickly parted around a moan when another egg slipped into him, pushing the others deeper. He busied himself with kissing the plug again, looking up at Aoi through his fringe, loving the way he seemed to devour him with his eyes.
One by one, the silicone eggs disappeared into Reita, until only one of them was left. Aoi brushed it up his thigh, trailing it along his cleft while he poured lube over both it and his ass. Reita hummed, taking the plug into his mouth and pursing his lips around it, eyes sliding shut when his hole stretched to accommodate the last egg.
Aoi had left the thickest one for last on purpose. Even though Reita's ass was already gaping, dripping lube and fluttering faintly, he still had to push to get it to fit. Reita whimpered around the plug, thighs trembling as the toy slipped into him, joining the others in his relatively crowded ass. “So full, feels so good.”
When Aoi pulled back to get a good view, a drop of precum was leaking from Reita's dick, and he gathered it on his finger, slipping it into his ass. “That good, huh?”
“Love being stretched.” Reita handed the plug back to Aoi when he motioned for it.
“I can tell.” The plug slipped into Reita easily, his rim closing around the base, and Aoi rotated it so the heart was the right side up. “I don't even know if this tiny thing is going to be enough to hold it all in.”
Reita chuckled, giving a bounce of his ass, as though that proved anything. “Have some faith in it.”
“Alright, but I'm pulling this back up.” He tugged on Reita's thong, wedging it between his cheeks again, and reached around to tuck Reita's dick in as best he could. Reita was hard enough by now that it was probably a futile endeavour, but they both knew Aoi just wanted an excuse to touch him a bit longer, and to admire the view of the pink lace against his skin. Reita didn't mind.
“Okay, now get those slacks off, it's my turn to pamper you.” Reita turned around and slid to the floor, squatting between Aoi and the couch, finding his balance on his huge heels with a bit of shifting. Aoi had just barely unbuckled his belt when Reita reached for his pants, swiftly getting them open and sliding them down his legs none too gently.
“Easy, tiger. There's no hurry.” Aoi stepped out of his pants and underwear, letting Reita shove them to the side and pull him closer by his hips, placing one hand at the back of his head.
“Want you,” was all Reita had time to say before he was leaning in to take Aoi's balls in his mouth. The sudden stimulation made Aoi gasp, gripping his hair subconsciously, and Reita wrapped his fingers around Aoi's cock. He sucked on his balls for a moment, gazing lustfully up at him with half closed eyes, moaning low. “So hard for me.”
In all fairness, Aoi had been working up to it since the club. He was willing to bet just watching Reita dance was enough to get anyone going, and the view he had right then, with him stroking his cock and licking his balls like he couldn't get enough was damn near irresistible. The bunny ears perched on his head just made sense at this point, holiday or not.
They were both moaning now, Reita's tongue rubbing Aoi's sac, warm and wet. His fingers trailed down Aoi's thigh, gripping it and lifting his leg, and Aoi cursed as he was forced to shift his weight on the other foot. His hand tightened in Reita's hair, but he didn't seem to care, busy dipping his head so he could get lower. That same, wet tongue moved over Aoi's taint to his cleft, finally finding its goal and dipping into his anus.
“Fuck, Reita.” Aoi tipped his head back, closing his eyes with a shaky moan, burying both hands in his hair. Reita answered with a satisfied hum, laving his tongue over Aoi's hole, tight and musky. The blatant desire in Aoi's tone and the way he gripped his hair was motivation enough to keep going, but Reita loved eating him out for entirely selfish reasons as well.
There was nothing modest about Reita's tongue, no moderation whatsoever, and Aoi was given no chance to catch his breath or do anything but cling to his last remnants of self control. The hand moving over his cock was almost too much, but Reita was fortunately going slower now, probably distracted. He prodded at the rim with his tongue, pushing it open just barely and letting it close again and again, until Aoi gave a tug on his hair.
He pulled away, but not without one last, wet kiss, letting Aoi lower his leg back to the ground. He grinned up at him, looking like the very embodiment of sin in that moment, lips puffy, gaze unfocused, and his hard dick seemingly trying its best to escape the thong holding it captive. “Do you wanna see if you can find those eggs? There's a prize if you get them all, you know.”
Aoi laughed, stepping back to give him room to move. “Good thing I have an idea where they might be, then.”
“Best to check, to be sure. You never know where I might have hidden them while you weren't looking.” Reita winked, lifting himself onto the couch, shuffling so his ass was hanging off it and his feet were by his head. He made that pose look so easy, but then he reached down to hold his ass open, and Aoi had no time to appreciate his flexibility.
He barely shifted the string of the thong aside and caught the plug before it slipped out, setting it carefully down on the floor, and by the time he looked up again, Reita was moaning and biting his lip. The plug had been small compared to what came next, and Aoi watched in awe as the wide end of the egg pushed at Reita's rim, stretching it from the inside out. Reita paused to gasp for breath, but his hole sucked the toy back in, and he readjusted the grip he had on his cheeks before he tried again.
Slowly, the egg came into view again, and Aoi held his palm up to catch it once it passed the widest point, slipping out with a lewd sound. “I didn't know bunnies laid eggs.”
Reita's voice was strained, but still dripping seduction with every word. “It's a secret, but we do it for sufficiently handsome customers.”
“Lucky me, then.” Aoi hooked two fingers in Reita's anus, spreading it wide and moaning at the sight. Reita furrowed his brows and gasped, and two more eggs popped out with relative ease. The next was bigger, and it pushed against Aoi's fingers, almost slipping past them, but Aoi pushed it back in.
“So cruel,” Reita said, breathless already, and Aoi hushed him.
“Like you don't enjoy that about me.” He decided to stop teasing, however, stroking Reita's thighs and watching quietly while he clenched, pushing out three eggs in a row. He flexed his hole around thin air, grinning at Aoi, digging his nails into his own ass and working to get another one out. The pattern began anew, and every time his rim stretched around a toy, Reita breathed out a moan, which was quickly followed by the 'plop' of an egg hitting the floor.
“You're a sight to behold, Reita.” Aoi brushed a hand over Reita's stomach, faintly feeling the ridges of the eggs still inside him, tugging lightly on his navel piercing when he got to it. “Such a filthy slut, you're gonna drive me wild.”
“Implying you can't get enough of me?” Reita raised an eyebrow, almost taunting him, but the flush on his cheeks and the tone of his voice gave away how he really felt. “My work here is done, then.”
“Not quite yet, I still see a few more eggs.” Aoi pressed gently down on his stomach, and Reita gasped, tipping his head back and tensing again. Aoi was certain he could watch him do that for hours, but when the pile of eggs on the floor had grown so large he had to brush them aside to make room, he was so hard, he practically ached to be buried inside Reita.
By now he knew he wouldn't be able to take any more foreplay, and he grabbed a condom from the table, tearing the packaging and rolling it on his dick. Reita was working on the last egg, by the looks of it, and the sounds he made were obscene, obviously nearing a breaking point of his own. He strained, thighs quivering, sweat dripping down his neck as he gave one more push, finally getting the last of the obstacles out of the way.
He didn't stop there, however, his hole turning itself inside out, and Aoi reached down to stroke the soft flesh. It made sense, with how much Reita could take and how much he had to clench to push it all back out again, and the prolapse kind of suited him. He made it look pretty, still vulgar and dripping lube, of course, but when Aoi rubbed it with his fingers and Reita let out a desperate moan, he was almost tempted to bend down and kiss it.
Almost, because while he loved to play with Reita and turn him into an incoherent mess, he had needs of his own to tend to, and he could only hold back for so long. He pushed his hips forward, holding his dick to Reita's inviting hole, glancing up at his face to ask for permission, smiling when he nodded eagerly. “Please, Aoi, fuck me, take me.”
“Gladly.” He slid into Reita with no resistance, and even with how stretched he was, it still felt absolutely amazing to be inside him. He rocked his hips slowly for a minute, and Reita ran his hands up his legs, over his calves, hooking them around his ankles. Aoi leaned over him, gripping the back of the couch to hold himself up, hovering close enough that he could hear every breath, every moan Reita let out.
“Fuck me.” Reita almost went cross-eyed watching him, and he let go of his ankles to grip Aoi's shoulders instead, digging his nails into them and grinning when he groaned. “Give it to me, please.”
Aoi gave in at last, increasing his pace one thrust at a time until Reita seemed satisfied, moaning along with him. He curtly shoved Reita's thong aside to get at his dick, closing his hand around it and stroking him, loving the way his sounds picked up. Reita didn't bother closing his mouth, just letting the wanton noises spill from his lips unhindered, mixing with the rest of the lewd sounds that filled the room.
For a while, they both clung to the last of their composure, wanting to drag the moment out for as long as possible. Relief tinged Aoi's moan when Reita tensed, legs wrapping around his waist and clenching tight, as though trying to pull him closer somehow. He came in thick streaks, shooting mostly on his own stomach, though some inevitably dripped down Aoi's hand, which kept stroking him through it.
Reita tightening around him pushed Aoi over the edge as well, and he buried his cock to the hilt inside him, shuddering and gasping for air. He forced himself to keep his eyes open, to see the way Reita arched and writhed beneath him, chin tipping back just slightly, intensifying the pleasure. He waited until Reita relaxed completely before he slowly straightened up, pulling out with a tired groan.
He disposed of the condom and was about to start tidying up when he realised he actually needed to rest, sitting down on the couch next to Reita and leaning back. His eyes were closed, but he felt Reita shuffle around, followed by a hand curling around his chest and a head resting on his arm. He smiled and wrapped it around Reita's shoulders instead. “Now I have to have this shirt cleaned.”
“You should know better than to wear clothes you care about to see me.”
Aoi snorted, but his lips curled into a smile. “I told you, I came straight to the club after work.”
“Then take your damn shirt off next time.”
“You know, I have half a mind to put it on you, button it all the way up to your throat, only to throw you down on the bed and rip it off you again.” He turned his head and cracked an eye open to raise a brow at Reita, who shuffled closer so he could nip at Aoi's ear playfully.
“Can you afford that?”
Aoi returned Reita's coy grin, shifting so he could grip his thigh with his free hand, squeezing the flesh in his palm. “You know I can.”
Chapter: Oneshot
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: Aoi/Reita
Genre: PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal, sex work, AU, sex toys, anal play/stretching, lingerie, analingus
Summary: Aoi happens to be in the neighbourhood for Easter, and Reita shows him a different way to celebrate.
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: ~3,800
Comment: A bit late, but based on the following artwork by sirens_fang: [NSFW]
Sequel to chapter/day 20 of my 2019 kinktober post, but you don't strictly have to read it. [link]
Aoi smiled to himself when he spotted Reita on his usual table, halfway up on his pole, one leg hooked around it and spinning slowly. He was wearing sheer pink lingerie, matching platform heels, and for the occasion, black bunny ears and a tail. It was Easter, after all, and while Aoi had never really celebrated before, he was willing to make an exception this year.
Reita didn't notice him at first, lost in the music and probably his own thoughts. With a graceful swing of his legs, he was now doing the splits mid-air, still rotating around the pole, and Aoi sat down to watch him. He rolled his hips, moving against the pole in a slow grind, and the mental image it gave Aoi made his dick twitch in his slacks. He wanted to switch places with that pole, and having to wait for it was almost torture.
He worked his way down the pole, still making it look like he was grinding on it, and by the time he reached the floor, Aoi had fished a stack of bills out of his pocket. Reita stood, straightened his legs, and dove between them to wrap one arm around the back of his calf, and that was when he noticed Aoi. He grinned, running his other hand up his thigh, over his crotch, shooting Aoi a wink before dropping into a split. How he did that without crushing his balls, Aoi had no idea, but it warranted a shower of cash. He tossed a handful of bills at him, loving the way they fluttered around him while he jiggled his pert butt. As far as Aoi was concerned, Reita should always be surrounded by a constant rain of thousand yen bills.
With a quick hop, Reita got on his hands and knees, looking back over his shoulder at Aoi while he started twerking. With every shake of his ass, he shuffled closer, until he was almost at the edge of his little stage, and Aoi stood from his seat. He lifted Reita's thong, fitting a couple of bills under the string while he kept twerking, and Aoi grinned at the heart-shaped jewel peeking up at him from between his cheeks. “I see someone's already prepared.”
Reita got on his feet and turned around to face him, spreading his knees and swaying to the music, running his hands up his thighs. “One of my regulars said he was in town for work and that he'd be by later, so I figured I'd be ready for him.”
Aoi hummed, tucking a few bills neatly into Reita's bra. “Ah, and who might this mysterious regular be? Should I be jealous?”
Reita's lips curled into a smirk, and he yanked Aoi closer by his tie, leaning in to whisper in his ear. “You're early.”
“Work's done, and I couldn't wait to see you.” Aoi struggled to keep a straight face when a hand cupped his crotch, squeezing his dick firmly. “Aren't you worried your other patrons will get jealous?”
Reita smiled and pulled back, licking his lips slowly. “They'll get the same treatment when they tip as well as you do.”
Aoi glanced discreetly at the other clients, but they didn't seem bothered. Perhaps they knew, or perhaps they were enjoying the show. Reita lay down on his back, doing another split in the air, and he made it look so effortless, letting his feet hit the floor with a distinct clack. He rested his hands on his thighs, looking like a damn contortionist, but the way he pushed his hips up told Aoi the show was about to end. He wasn't wearing his chastity cage, and the lace front of the thong barely hid anything at all.
He span around, grinding against the floor in a seductive roll of his body, making his way to the centre of his platform again. Aoi let the rest of his bills rain while Reita hopped on the pole, striking a graceful pose right as the final note ended, showing off just how flexible and strong he really was when he held it for several seconds.
He got down when the next song started, signalled for Aoi to meet him outside, and hopped off his table, stopping to chat for a moment with the other patrons. Aoi brought the car around back, and he didn't have to wait long before Reita showed, waving to the bouncers while Aoi opened the door. His bunny ears were still perched on his head, and he almost knocked them off when he got in the passenger's seat. Aoi somehow managed to stifle his laughter.
Their usual room was ready and waiting for them when they got there, and Aoi raised an eyebrow at Reita, who took the key and wished the receptionist a happy Easter. “I called ahead, made some arrangements. Hope you don't mind.”
“Nah. You know my tastes by now.” Reita usually came to Tokyo when he asked, and Aoi stopped by the club anytime he was in town, or just nearby. He had no complaints so far, and he was willing to let it be a surprise, especially with how excited Reita seemed. “Is there a special occasion?”
Reita unlocked the door to the room and let Aoi enter first. “Yeah, it's Easter.”
“Right, I got that from the bunny getup.” Aoi watched as Reita removed his sneakers, pulling the pair of heels he'd been wearing earlier out of his bag and slipping them on. “Do you celebrate?”
“Not in the traditional way.” Reita shrugged his coat off his shoulders, revealing that he'd kept the lingerie from earlier on, and placed his palm on Aoi's chest, shoving him deeper into the room. “Take a look around, see if you can't spot any hints.”
Aoi grinned when his gaze landed on the coffee table. A selection of silicone eggs in pastel colours were arranged neatly next to a tall dispenser of lube and a bowl of condoms. “If you were intending for this to be a hunt, I think you might have made it too easy.”
Reita's lips pressed against the back of his neck, and his arms circled around him, snaking up under his shirt. “Actually, I was hoping you might help me hide them.”
“I don't think that's how it works.” Aoi hummed when Reita's hands travelled up his chest, leaning his head back and closing his eyes.
“Who cares? It'll be fun.” Reita nipped playfully at Aoi's neck, groping his chest with a drawn out moan.
“Alright, bunny, hop to it.” Aoi slid his jacket off his shoulders and hung it over a chair while Reita knelt on the couch, leaning his arms on the back of it and waving his ass in the air.
“Come fill me up.” He moaned out when Aoi slapped his ass, arching his back and pushing his hips up. “Yeah.”
“Like that, do you?” Aoi grinned down at him, gripping his tousled hair and pulling it back, rewarding Reita's moan with another spank. “You're delicious, Reita, you know that?”
Reita's tongue darted out briefly. “Well, you keep coming back.” He sighed when Aoi let go of his hair, turning his head to see him fold his sleeves up, and when their eyes met, he rolled his hips slowly.
“You seduce me.” Aoi laughed, gently flicking Reita's fluffy tail and hooking his fingers into his thong, pulling it down his thighs. He gripped his ass with both hands, spreading his cheeks apart and nudging the base of the plug with his thumb, prompting another moan from Reita. “What a slut you are.” He gave a sound of agreement, and Aoi started slowly pulling the plug out of him, enjoying the sight of Reita's hole stretching around it.
Once it was all the way out, Aoi handed it to him. “Here, why don't you suck on that until I give you something better?” He watched Reita hold the plug to his lips, kissing it sultrily, dragging his tongue flat over it while giving Aoi a look that went straight to his dick. “Good boy.”
“You know, I'm feeling so empty.” Reita swayed his hips from side to side, grinning when Aoi reached for the lube and one of the bigger eggs, spreading his knees wider apart. He wrapped his lips around the plug when lube dripped down his cleft, sucking on it like it was the head of Aoi's cock, giving him something to watch while he got the egg slicked up. He probably didn't need to be as thorough as he was, but Reita didn't protest. He got paid by the minute.
“Is this what your greedy hole wants?” Aoi gripped his ass again, holding the egg against Reita's rim, twisting it slowly to tease him. Reita nodded eagerly, moaning when Aoi applied steady pressure, stretching him wider and wider until his ass sucked the egg in, almost closing around it. Aoi followed it up with a finger, circling Reita's rim and dipping just past it, nudging the toy deeper. “Just how many can you fit?”
“Why don't you find out?” Reita raised an eyebrow, swirling his tongue around the plug, and Aoi couldn't have turned him down if he'd wanted to.
“Since you insist.” He reached for another egg, lubing it up and pushing it into Reita, and this one was small enough that it took mere seconds for it to disappear inside him. He bent down to plant a kiss on his ass while he prepared the next one, scraping his teeth over his soft skin. “What a sight you are, Reita. So depraved, so filthy.”
“You love it.” Reita shot him a grin, though his lips quickly parted around a moan when another egg slipped into him, pushing the others deeper. He busied himself with kissing the plug again, looking up at Aoi through his fringe, loving the way he seemed to devour him with his eyes.
One by one, the silicone eggs disappeared into Reita, until only one of them was left. Aoi brushed it up his thigh, trailing it along his cleft while he poured lube over both it and his ass. Reita hummed, taking the plug into his mouth and pursing his lips around it, eyes sliding shut when his hole stretched to accommodate the last egg.
Aoi had left the thickest one for last on purpose. Even though Reita's ass was already gaping, dripping lube and fluttering faintly, he still had to push to get it to fit. Reita whimpered around the plug, thighs trembling as the toy slipped into him, joining the others in his relatively crowded ass. “So full, feels so good.”
When Aoi pulled back to get a good view, a drop of precum was leaking from Reita's dick, and he gathered it on his finger, slipping it into his ass. “That good, huh?”
“Love being stretched.” Reita handed the plug back to Aoi when he motioned for it.
“I can tell.” The plug slipped into Reita easily, his rim closing around the base, and Aoi rotated it so the heart was the right side up. “I don't even know if this tiny thing is going to be enough to hold it all in.”
Reita chuckled, giving a bounce of his ass, as though that proved anything. “Have some faith in it.”
“Alright, but I'm pulling this back up.” He tugged on Reita's thong, wedging it between his cheeks again, and reached around to tuck Reita's dick in as best he could. Reita was hard enough by now that it was probably a futile endeavour, but they both knew Aoi just wanted an excuse to touch him a bit longer, and to admire the view of the pink lace against his skin. Reita didn't mind.
“Okay, now get those slacks off, it's my turn to pamper you.” Reita turned around and slid to the floor, squatting between Aoi and the couch, finding his balance on his huge heels with a bit of shifting. Aoi had just barely unbuckled his belt when Reita reached for his pants, swiftly getting them open and sliding them down his legs none too gently.
“Easy, tiger. There's no hurry.” Aoi stepped out of his pants and underwear, letting Reita shove them to the side and pull him closer by his hips, placing one hand at the back of his head.
“Want you,” was all Reita had time to say before he was leaning in to take Aoi's balls in his mouth. The sudden stimulation made Aoi gasp, gripping his hair subconsciously, and Reita wrapped his fingers around Aoi's cock. He sucked on his balls for a moment, gazing lustfully up at him with half closed eyes, moaning low. “So hard for me.”
In all fairness, Aoi had been working up to it since the club. He was willing to bet just watching Reita dance was enough to get anyone going, and the view he had right then, with him stroking his cock and licking his balls like he couldn't get enough was damn near irresistible. The bunny ears perched on his head just made sense at this point, holiday or not.
They were both moaning now, Reita's tongue rubbing Aoi's sac, warm and wet. His fingers trailed down Aoi's thigh, gripping it and lifting his leg, and Aoi cursed as he was forced to shift his weight on the other foot. His hand tightened in Reita's hair, but he didn't seem to care, busy dipping his head so he could get lower. That same, wet tongue moved over Aoi's taint to his cleft, finally finding its goal and dipping into his anus.
“Fuck, Reita.” Aoi tipped his head back, closing his eyes with a shaky moan, burying both hands in his hair. Reita answered with a satisfied hum, laving his tongue over Aoi's hole, tight and musky. The blatant desire in Aoi's tone and the way he gripped his hair was motivation enough to keep going, but Reita loved eating him out for entirely selfish reasons as well.
There was nothing modest about Reita's tongue, no moderation whatsoever, and Aoi was given no chance to catch his breath or do anything but cling to his last remnants of self control. The hand moving over his cock was almost too much, but Reita was fortunately going slower now, probably distracted. He prodded at the rim with his tongue, pushing it open just barely and letting it close again and again, until Aoi gave a tug on his hair.
He pulled away, but not without one last, wet kiss, letting Aoi lower his leg back to the ground. He grinned up at him, looking like the very embodiment of sin in that moment, lips puffy, gaze unfocused, and his hard dick seemingly trying its best to escape the thong holding it captive. “Do you wanna see if you can find those eggs? There's a prize if you get them all, you know.”
Aoi laughed, stepping back to give him room to move. “Good thing I have an idea where they might be, then.”
“Best to check, to be sure. You never know where I might have hidden them while you weren't looking.” Reita winked, lifting himself onto the couch, shuffling so his ass was hanging off it and his feet were by his head. He made that pose look so easy, but then he reached down to hold his ass open, and Aoi had no time to appreciate his flexibility.
He barely shifted the string of the thong aside and caught the plug before it slipped out, setting it carefully down on the floor, and by the time he looked up again, Reita was moaning and biting his lip. The plug had been small compared to what came next, and Aoi watched in awe as the wide end of the egg pushed at Reita's rim, stretching it from the inside out. Reita paused to gasp for breath, but his hole sucked the toy back in, and he readjusted the grip he had on his cheeks before he tried again.
Slowly, the egg came into view again, and Aoi held his palm up to catch it once it passed the widest point, slipping out with a lewd sound. “I didn't know bunnies laid eggs.”
Reita's voice was strained, but still dripping seduction with every word. “It's a secret, but we do it for sufficiently handsome customers.”
“Lucky me, then.” Aoi hooked two fingers in Reita's anus, spreading it wide and moaning at the sight. Reita furrowed his brows and gasped, and two more eggs popped out with relative ease. The next was bigger, and it pushed against Aoi's fingers, almost slipping past them, but Aoi pushed it back in.
“So cruel,” Reita said, breathless already, and Aoi hushed him.
“Like you don't enjoy that about me.” He decided to stop teasing, however, stroking Reita's thighs and watching quietly while he clenched, pushing out three eggs in a row. He flexed his hole around thin air, grinning at Aoi, digging his nails into his own ass and working to get another one out. The pattern began anew, and every time his rim stretched around a toy, Reita breathed out a moan, which was quickly followed by the 'plop' of an egg hitting the floor.
“You're a sight to behold, Reita.” Aoi brushed a hand over Reita's stomach, faintly feeling the ridges of the eggs still inside him, tugging lightly on his navel piercing when he got to it. “Such a filthy slut, you're gonna drive me wild.”
“Implying you can't get enough of me?” Reita raised an eyebrow, almost taunting him, but the flush on his cheeks and the tone of his voice gave away how he really felt. “My work here is done, then.”
“Not quite yet, I still see a few more eggs.” Aoi pressed gently down on his stomach, and Reita gasped, tipping his head back and tensing again. Aoi was certain he could watch him do that for hours, but when the pile of eggs on the floor had grown so large he had to brush them aside to make room, he was so hard, he practically ached to be buried inside Reita.
By now he knew he wouldn't be able to take any more foreplay, and he grabbed a condom from the table, tearing the packaging and rolling it on his dick. Reita was working on the last egg, by the looks of it, and the sounds he made were obscene, obviously nearing a breaking point of his own. He strained, thighs quivering, sweat dripping down his neck as he gave one more push, finally getting the last of the obstacles out of the way.
He didn't stop there, however, his hole turning itself inside out, and Aoi reached down to stroke the soft flesh. It made sense, with how much Reita could take and how much he had to clench to push it all back out again, and the prolapse kind of suited him. He made it look pretty, still vulgar and dripping lube, of course, but when Aoi rubbed it with his fingers and Reita let out a desperate moan, he was almost tempted to bend down and kiss it.
Almost, because while he loved to play with Reita and turn him into an incoherent mess, he had needs of his own to tend to, and he could only hold back for so long. He pushed his hips forward, holding his dick to Reita's inviting hole, glancing up at his face to ask for permission, smiling when he nodded eagerly. “Please, Aoi, fuck me, take me.”
“Gladly.” He slid into Reita with no resistance, and even with how stretched he was, it still felt absolutely amazing to be inside him. He rocked his hips slowly for a minute, and Reita ran his hands up his legs, over his calves, hooking them around his ankles. Aoi leaned over him, gripping the back of the couch to hold himself up, hovering close enough that he could hear every breath, every moan Reita let out.
“Fuck me.” Reita almost went cross-eyed watching him, and he let go of his ankles to grip Aoi's shoulders instead, digging his nails into them and grinning when he groaned. “Give it to me, please.”
Aoi gave in at last, increasing his pace one thrust at a time until Reita seemed satisfied, moaning along with him. He curtly shoved Reita's thong aside to get at his dick, closing his hand around it and stroking him, loving the way his sounds picked up. Reita didn't bother closing his mouth, just letting the wanton noises spill from his lips unhindered, mixing with the rest of the lewd sounds that filled the room.
For a while, they both clung to the last of their composure, wanting to drag the moment out for as long as possible. Relief tinged Aoi's moan when Reita tensed, legs wrapping around his waist and clenching tight, as though trying to pull him closer somehow. He came in thick streaks, shooting mostly on his own stomach, though some inevitably dripped down Aoi's hand, which kept stroking him through it.
Reita tightening around him pushed Aoi over the edge as well, and he buried his cock to the hilt inside him, shuddering and gasping for air. He forced himself to keep his eyes open, to see the way Reita arched and writhed beneath him, chin tipping back just slightly, intensifying the pleasure. He waited until Reita relaxed completely before he slowly straightened up, pulling out with a tired groan.
He disposed of the condom and was about to start tidying up when he realised he actually needed to rest, sitting down on the couch next to Reita and leaning back. His eyes were closed, but he felt Reita shuffle around, followed by a hand curling around his chest and a head resting on his arm. He smiled and wrapped it around Reita's shoulders instead. “Now I have to have this shirt cleaned.”
“You should know better than to wear clothes you care about to see me.”
Aoi snorted, but his lips curled into a smile. “I told you, I came straight to the club after work.”
“Then take your damn shirt off next time.”
“You know, I have half a mind to put it on you, button it all the way up to your throat, only to throw you down on the bed and rip it off you again.” He turned his head and cracked an eye open to raise a brow at Reita, who shuffled closer so he could nip at Aoi's ear playfully.
“Can you afford that?”
Aoi returned Reita's coy grin, shifting so he could grip his thigh with his free hand, squeezing the flesh in his palm. “You know I can.”