Beyond Salvation
Title: Beyond Salvation
Chapter: Oneshot-ish
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: Aoi/Reita
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex worker/exotic dancer au, anal, rimming, roleplay, light bondage
Summary: It's another themed night, and Reita's told Aoi to come dressed up as a demon. Aoi is definitely excited to lead Reita into temptation yet again
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: ~2,200
Comment: Gift for my friend, sequel to Detours
Aoi pulled into the parking spot and checked himself in the mirror, making sure his horns were on right and that his eyeliner was even before he went inside the club. Reita had told him what to wear, but not what to expect, so he was curious to see what he had in store for him.
It seemed like tonight was cosplay night, judging by the other workers. The dancers were wearing lingerie as usual, but paired with either cat ears and a tail, a firefighter hat, a witch hat, or some other prop, and the bartender was dressed as a pirate. Aoi walked further in, looking for Reita in his usual corner, but that section was empty.
One of the waiters walked over to him, dressed in the skimpiest nurse costume Aoi had ever seen, and nodded to the back of the club. "He's in one of the VIP rooms. If you wanna wait outside, I can tell him you're here when he gets back."
So Reita was giving some lucky bastard a lap dance, huh? Aoi grinned, taking out his wallet and handing her a couple of bills. "Thanks, I'll just have a seat. Mind bringing me a ginger ale?"
"No problem, just promise not to raise hell." She nodded at his horns, winking before heading to the bar. Aoi shook his head and sat down near the main stage, tossing a handful of bills at the girl twirling around the pole.
He didn't count, but it must have been at least fifteen minutes before he felt hands on his shoulders, and he was glad he'd chosen not to wait outside. Lips pressed to his ear, but Aoi didn't take his gaze off the dancer. "Should I be concerned about losing my best customer?"
"You weren't here, I had to kill time somehow." Aoi watched the dancer grab the pole with both hands and do the splits, spinning around while smiling flirtatiously at her regulars. "I hope she's not your rival, because if she is, you've got competition." Reita slapped his shoulder lightly, and he had to stand up so he wouldn't catch his grin. He would never admit it, but ever since he'd met Reita, other dancers seemed boring in comparison, and he would rather spend the time and gas money driving here to watch him dance than go to one of the clubs near his apartment.
Still, he gathered the rest of the bills he'd prepared and let them rain down on the stage, tipping his head politely at the dancer before he turned around, about to leave when he realised what Reita was wearing. The purple three-piece lingerie set was trimmed with marabou feathers on his hips and shoulders, and he wore a luxurious halo headpiece that gave Aoi an idea of what he had planned. "I hope you don't expect me to believe you're pure."
Reita chuckled, trailing his gaze down Aoi's front, inspecting his costume. "Maybe not, but I was hoping you would still try to taint me with sin." It was Aoi's turn to chuckle, and Reita gave his tie a light tug. "I'll go change my shoes and grab a coat, meet me out back."
The sneakers came off and the platform heels went back on again the second they reached the hotel room, and Aoi never knew why he bothered. It wasn't like anyone seeing them walk from the parking lot to the love hotel didn't know why they were there, anyway, and Reita was a fucking pro at walking in them. "So, what does my sweet angel desire tonight?"
Reita hung up his coat and laughed, strutting over to Aoi and grabbing his belt, pulling him close. He leaned in until his lips nearly brushed Aoi's with every word, taunting him with how easy it would be to kiss him. "You know you're the one paying me, right?"
"It seemed like you had plans." Aoi nipped at his lips, noticing Reita's smile, though he didn't point it out.
"What gave you that idea?" Reita's hands released his belt, and where he got them from, Aoi had no idea, but when he stepped back, he was holding a pair of fuzzy handcuffs, dangling them from his finger. In a move that looked so easy it had to be practised, Reita closed one of the cuffs around his wrist and brought his arms behind his back, locking them together without breaking eye contact with Aoi. "Oh no, I've been captured by a demon! Won't you please have mercy on a poor, helpless, innocent angel?"
Innocent, huh? Not even the doe-eyed look Reita was fixing him with could fool him into believing that, but if Reita wanted him to play along, he was definitely willing. He slipped the jacket off and tossed it on the couch, folding his sleeves up, all while watching Reita with stern eyes, giving him no opening to try to escape, should he want to. "Mercy, eh?" He grabbed Reita's throat, not hard enough to hurt, but he whimpered nonetheless, probably part of the act. "And what if I told you I plan on defiling you, staining your virtue and disgracing you so thoroughly you'll be cast out of heaven forever?"
Reita bit his lip, possibly to conceal a smile, possibly to keep up the pretence. "That would be evil."
"Do you think the horns are just for show?" Aoi stepped back without warning, tugging Reita along with him, walking them toward the bed. He sat down on the edge of it and spread his legs, pointing to the floor between them, undoing his belt while Reita dropped to his knees. Aoi pushed his trousers down and slid them off, his boxers coming off next, and Reita feigned a sneer.
"You don't seriously expect me to do something as vile and disgusting as taking your genitals in my mouth?" Reita managed to sound convincingly offended, despite how many times he'd blown him over the years, moaning and slurping until Aoi couldn't resist cumming down his throat.
"Nah, not exactly." Aoi raised his legs, resting his feet on the mattress, and grabbed Reita's hair, careful not to knock the halo off when he pushed his face into his cleft. He pretended to struggle, thrashing from side to side and trying to pull away with all his might, but Aoi held him in place easily, smirking despite the fact that Reita could no longer see it. "Eat my ass, priss."
Reita huffed and grunted for a minute longer before inevitably giving up, going still in Aoi's hold and shifting closer, making himself comfortable. The hesitant way his tongue flicked against his hole was odd, but Aoi didn't mind. It was an interesting experience, pretending like Reita had no experience, even going so far as to act like he was repulsed by the very notion of sex when it was actually his field of expertise. Maybe that was what he wanted to explore. Maybe after years of trying it all, the only way something could feel new and exciting again was by acting like a virgin.
Or maybe he just liked roleplaying. Whatever the case, he was merely prodding at Aoi's anus with the tip of his tongue, and Aoi gave his hair another tug. "C'mon, do it like you mean it, before I decide to tear your wings out." Reita pulled back enough to shoot him an offended glare, though he did flatten his tongue, dragging it up his cleft to his taint, repeating the motion. His fiery eyes remained fixed on Aoi's while he lapped at his ass, saliva dripping down his chin.
"Good boy, I knew you had it in you." Aoi patted his cheek, and Reita huffed, burying his face in his cleft and sucking at his hole. "You look great like that, you know? On your knees before a demon, worshipping my ass with your mouth, my balls resting on your nose. If only your god could see you now."
Reita rolled his eyes, and Aoi shoved him away, getting up and grabbing his arms. He hoisted him up on the bed, helping him onto his knees and carefully removing his headpiece, setting it aside and making him bend over. "Your halo is gone along with your grace, you might as well surrender. I know the pleasure has to be getting to you by now."
"Release me, filthy degenerate!" Reita turned his head so his face wasn't buried in the mattress, though he didn't resist when Aoi grabbed his panties, sliding them down his legs.
"Is this how angels maintain their chastity?" Aoi cupped the cage around Reita's dick, rubbing his thumb over the swollen flesh bulging between the bars, grinning at the moan he received for his efforts. "If you have to lock your dick away, does it really count? Anyone could stay a virgin when they have no other choice."
"Yet even without taking it off, you've already managed to taint me." Reita was starting to sound breathless, and when he spread his legs invitingly, Aoi got up to grab a condom. "I can never return to heaven like this, I'd be exiled for my sins."
"Maybe someone that would kick you out that easily wasn't worth the trouble in the first place." Aoi rolled the condom on and moved behind Reita, admiring the base of his plug momentarily before pulling it out. The heart-shaped gemstone matched the colour of his lingerie, and Aoi silently appreciated how meticulous he was when he selected his costumes. Their current roles were almost ironic, considering how good Reita was at seducing him, every detail hooking Aoi like a drug.
When he buried himself to the hilt inside his ass, he could have sworn he filled Reita perfectly, like his cock was made to fuck him. "You're awfully loose, sure you haven't fooled around before?"
"Go to hell!"
"Already there." Aoi chuckled, draping himself over Reita's back and nipping at his shoulder, growling for show, avoiding the feathers as best he could. He lowered the pitch of his voice on purpose, littering Reita's back with bite marks between words. "I think your body is welcoming me so readily because you want me to fuck you. I think now that you've had a taste, you want more, you want to know if it's worth it now that you've already been condemned."
Reita didn't respond at first, too busy whimpering and gasping whenever Aoi's teeth pulled at his skin. Subtly at first, his hips started moving, grinding back in a fluid motion betraying years of experience, and Aoi couldn't possibly resist thrusting forward to meet him. Just like that, their true dynamic shone through; Reita the seducer, and Aoi his willing victim. "Fuck me."
"Slut," Aoi whispered, less of an accusation and more of a statement. He straightened up again, gripped Reita's hips, and started fucking him properly, throwing his head back and moaning at how good it felt to finally give in. Neither of them bothered with words anymore, too caught up in the pleasure of the rhythmic motions, Aoi's cock rubbing over all the right spots and Reita's ass clenching around him deliciously.
Aoi caught himself wondering if Reita's moans were all for show, or if they were genuine. He certainly seemed to be enjoying himself, his eyes were unfocused, his cheeks were flushed faintly red, and his back kept arching, like he was trying to take Aoi deeper. Aoi did his best to oblige, pulling Reita back to meet his thrusts, snapping his hips against his ass harder when he found the angle that seemed to coax the sweetest sounds from him.
He swore he felt Reita's orgasm when it happened, his walls clenching around him, thighs quivering faintly while cum oozed from the cage, dripping to the mattress in a puddle. Aoi tried to ride him through it, but he hit the edge only moments later, shoving in deep and merely rocking them back and forth while the waves of orgasm rippled through him. He pulled out with a groan, tying the condom and throwing it in the bin, feeling through the pockets of Reita's jacket until he found a keyring.
It took him a few tries to find the right one, but he eventually got the cuffs off Reita's wrists, collapsing on the bed with a tired sigh. Reita curled up against his side, draping one arm over his chest, and Aoi thought he felt him pulling him closer, but he pretended not to notice. "So, what will you do now?"
"What do you mean?" Reita's brows furrowed adorably, and Aoi barely managed to stifle his grin.
"You know, now that your wings have been clipped and the pearly gates are closed to you."
Reita snorted, slapping Aoi's arm playfully. "I suppose you want me to throw myself at your feet and beg to be your slave?" Aoi pursed his lips like he was considering it, and Reita rolled his eyes. "I was thinking a second round after you catch your breath, actually."
"Oi!" Aoi rolled over, hovering above Reita and trapping him between his limbs, a little miffed when he only smiled. "I see what you're doing, you little tease. You're insulting my pride so you can continue draining my wallet."
"Don't forget about your balls, I love draining those." Reita curled his arms around his neck, pulling him down so he could kiss him, sucking on his tongue until Aoi pulled away. "Is it working?"
Aoi sighed, knowing he could never say no to that gorgeous, evil face. "Yeah, it's working."
Chapter: Oneshot-ish
Author: socialriotbitch
Pairing: Aoi/Reita
Genre: Smut
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex worker/exotic dancer au, anal, rimming, roleplay, light bondage
Summary: It's another themed night, and Reita's told Aoi to come dressed up as a demon. Aoi is definitely excited to lead Reita into temptation yet again
Disclaimer: I don't own the GazettE
Word count: ~2,200
Comment: Gift for my friend, sequel to Detours
Aoi pulled into the parking spot and checked himself in the mirror, making sure his horns were on right and that his eyeliner was even before he went inside the club. Reita had told him what to wear, but not what to expect, so he was curious to see what he had in store for him.
It seemed like tonight was cosplay night, judging by the other workers. The dancers were wearing lingerie as usual, but paired with either cat ears and a tail, a firefighter hat, a witch hat, or some other prop, and the bartender was dressed as a pirate. Aoi walked further in, looking for Reita in his usual corner, but that section was empty.
One of the waiters walked over to him, dressed in the skimpiest nurse costume Aoi had ever seen, and nodded to the back of the club. "He's in one of the VIP rooms. If you wanna wait outside, I can tell him you're here when he gets back."
So Reita was giving some lucky bastard a lap dance, huh? Aoi grinned, taking out his wallet and handing her a couple of bills. "Thanks, I'll just have a seat. Mind bringing me a ginger ale?"
"No problem, just promise not to raise hell." She nodded at his horns, winking before heading to the bar. Aoi shook his head and sat down near the main stage, tossing a handful of bills at the girl twirling around the pole.
He didn't count, but it must have been at least fifteen minutes before he felt hands on his shoulders, and he was glad he'd chosen not to wait outside. Lips pressed to his ear, but Aoi didn't take his gaze off the dancer. "Should I be concerned about losing my best customer?"
"You weren't here, I had to kill time somehow." Aoi watched the dancer grab the pole with both hands and do the splits, spinning around while smiling flirtatiously at her regulars. "I hope she's not your rival, because if she is, you've got competition." Reita slapped his shoulder lightly, and he had to stand up so he wouldn't catch his grin. He would never admit it, but ever since he'd met Reita, other dancers seemed boring in comparison, and he would rather spend the time and gas money driving here to watch him dance than go to one of the clubs near his apartment.
Still, he gathered the rest of the bills he'd prepared and let them rain down on the stage, tipping his head politely at the dancer before he turned around, about to leave when he realised what Reita was wearing. The purple three-piece lingerie set was trimmed with marabou feathers on his hips and shoulders, and he wore a luxurious halo headpiece that gave Aoi an idea of what he had planned. "I hope you don't expect me to believe you're pure."
Reita chuckled, trailing his gaze down Aoi's front, inspecting his costume. "Maybe not, but I was hoping you would still try to taint me with sin." It was Aoi's turn to chuckle, and Reita gave his tie a light tug. "I'll go change my shoes and grab a coat, meet me out back."
The sneakers came off and the platform heels went back on again the second they reached the hotel room, and Aoi never knew why he bothered. It wasn't like anyone seeing them walk from the parking lot to the love hotel didn't know why they were there, anyway, and Reita was a fucking pro at walking in them. "So, what does my sweet angel desire tonight?"
Reita hung up his coat and laughed, strutting over to Aoi and grabbing his belt, pulling him close. He leaned in until his lips nearly brushed Aoi's with every word, taunting him with how easy it would be to kiss him. "You know you're the one paying me, right?"
"It seemed like you had plans." Aoi nipped at his lips, noticing Reita's smile, though he didn't point it out.
"What gave you that idea?" Reita's hands released his belt, and where he got them from, Aoi had no idea, but when he stepped back, he was holding a pair of fuzzy handcuffs, dangling them from his finger. In a move that looked so easy it had to be practised, Reita closed one of the cuffs around his wrist and brought his arms behind his back, locking them together without breaking eye contact with Aoi. "Oh no, I've been captured by a demon! Won't you please have mercy on a poor, helpless, innocent angel?"
Innocent, huh? Not even the doe-eyed look Reita was fixing him with could fool him into believing that, but if Reita wanted him to play along, he was definitely willing. He slipped the jacket off and tossed it on the couch, folding his sleeves up, all while watching Reita with stern eyes, giving him no opening to try to escape, should he want to. "Mercy, eh?" He grabbed Reita's throat, not hard enough to hurt, but he whimpered nonetheless, probably part of the act. "And what if I told you I plan on defiling you, staining your virtue and disgracing you so thoroughly you'll be cast out of heaven forever?"
Reita bit his lip, possibly to conceal a smile, possibly to keep up the pretence. "That would be evil."
"Do you think the horns are just for show?" Aoi stepped back without warning, tugging Reita along with him, walking them toward the bed. He sat down on the edge of it and spread his legs, pointing to the floor between them, undoing his belt while Reita dropped to his knees. Aoi pushed his trousers down and slid them off, his boxers coming off next, and Reita feigned a sneer.
"You don't seriously expect me to do something as vile and disgusting as taking your genitals in my mouth?" Reita managed to sound convincingly offended, despite how many times he'd blown him over the years, moaning and slurping until Aoi couldn't resist cumming down his throat.
"Nah, not exactly." Aoi raised his legs, resting his feet on the mattress, and grabbed Reita's hair, careful not to knock the halo off when he pushed his face into his cleft. He pretended to struggle, thrashing from side to side and trying to pull away with all his might, but Aoi held him in place easily, smirking despite the fact that Reita could no longer see it. "Eat my ass, priss."
Reita huffed and grunted for a minute longer before inevitably giving up, going still in Aoi's hold and shifting closer, making himself comfortable. The hesitant way his tongue flicked against his hole was odd, but Aoi didn't mind. It was an interesting experience, pretending like Reita had no experience, even going so far as to act like he was repulsed by the very notion of sex when it was actually his field of expertise. Maybe that was what he wanted to explore. Maybe after years of trying it all, the only way something could feel new and exciting again was by acting like a virgin.
Or maybe he just liked roleplaying. Whatever the case, he was merely prodding at Aoi's anus with the tip of his tongue, and Aoi gave his hair another tug. "C'mon, do it like you mean it, before I decide to tear your wings out." Reita pulled back enough to shoot him an offended glare, though he did flatten his tongue, dragging it up his cleft to his taint, repeating the motion. His fiery eyes remained fixed on Aoi's while he lapped at his ass, saliva dripping down his chin.
"Good boy, I knew you had it in you." Aoi patted his cheek, and Reita huffed, burying his face in his cleft and sucking at his hole. "You look great like that, you know? On your knees before a demon, worshipping my ass with your mouth, my balls resting on your nose. If only your god could see you now."
Reita rolled his eyes, and Aoi shoved him away, getting up and grabbing his arms. He hoisted him up on the bed, helping him onto his knees and carefully removing his headpiece, setting it aside and making him bend over. "Your halo is gone along with your grace, you might as well surrender. I know the pleasure has to be getting to you by now."
"Release me, filthy degenerate!" Reita turned his head so his face wasn't buried in the mattress, though he didn't resist when Aoi grabbed his panties, sliding them down his legs.
"Is this how angels maintain their chastity?" Aoi cupped the cage around Reita's dick, rubbing his thumb over the swollen flesh bulging between the bars, grinning at the moan he received for his efforts. "If you have to lock your dick away, does it really count? Anyone could stay a virgin when they have no other choice."
"Yet even without taking it off, you've already managed to taint me." Reita was starting to sound breathless, and when he spread his legs invitingly, Aoi got up to grab a condom. "I can never return to heaven like this, I'd be exiled for my sins."
"Maybe someone that would kick you out that easily wasn't worth the trouble in the first place." Aoi rolled the condom on and moved behind Reita, admiring the base of his plug momentarily before pulling it out. The heart-shaped gemstone matched the colour of his lingerie, and Aoi silently appreciated how meticulous he was when he selected his costumes. Their current roles were almost ironic, considering how good Reita was at seducing him, every detail hooking Aoi like a drug.
When he buried himself to the hilt inside his ass, he could have sworn he filled Reita perfectly, like his cock was made to fuck him. "You're awfully loose, sure you haven't fooled around before?"
"Go to hell!"
"Already there." Aoi chuckled, draping himself over Reita's back and nipping at his shoulder, growling for show, avoiding the feathers as best he could. He lowered the pitch of his voice on purpose, littering Reita's back with bite marks between words. "I think your body is welcoming me so readily because you want me to fuck you. I think now that you've had a taste, you want more, you want to know if it's worth it now that you've already been condemned."
Reita didn't respond at first, too busy whimpering and gasping whenever Aoi's teeth pulled at his skin. Subtly at first, his hips started moving, grinding back in a fluid motion betraying years of experience, and Aoi couldn't possibly resist thrusting forward to meet him. Just like that, their true dynamic shone through; Reita the seducer, and Aoi his willing victim. "Fuck me."
"Slut," Aoi whispered, less of an accusation and more of a statement. He straightened up again, gripped Reita's hips, and started fucking him properly, throwing his head back and moaning at how good it felt to finally give in. Neither of them bothered with words anymore, too caught up in the pleasure of the rhythmic motions, Aoi's cock rubbing over all the right spots and Reita's ass clenching around him deliciously.
Aoi caught himself wondering if Reita's moans were all for show, or if they were genuine. He certainly seemed to be enjoying himself, his eyes were unfocused, his cheeks were flushed faintly red, and his back kept arching, like he was trying to take Aoi deeper. Aoi did his best to oblige, pulling Reita back to meet his thrusts, snapping his hips against his ass harder when he found the angle that seemed to coax the sweetest sounds from him.
He swore he felt Reita's orgasm when it happened, his walls clenching around him, thighs quivering faintly while cum oozed from the cage, dripping to the mattress in a puddle. Aoi tried to ride him through it, but he hit the edge only moments later, shoving in deep and merely rocking them back and forth while the waves of orgasm rippled through him. He pulled out with a groan, tying the condom and throwing it in the bin, feeling through the pockets of Reita's jacket until he found a keyring.
It took him a few tries to find the right one, but he eventually got the cuffs off Reita's wrists, collapsing on the bed with a tired sigh. Reita curled up against his side, draping one arm over his chest, and Aoi thought he felt him pulling him closer, but he pretended not to notice. "So, what will you do now?"
"What do you mean?" Reita's brows furrowed adorably, and Aoi barely managed to stifle his grin.
"You know, now that your wings have been clipped and the pearly gates are closed to you."
Reita snorted, slapping Aoi's arm playfully. "I suppose you want me to throw myself at your feet and beg to be your slave?" Aoi pursed his lips like he was considering it, and Reita rolled his eyes. "I was thinking a second round after you catch your breath, actually."
"Oi!" Aoi rolled over, hovering above Reita and trapping him between his limbs, a little miffed when he only smiled. "I see what you're doing, you little tease. You're insulting my pride so you can continue draining my wallet."
"Don't forget about your balls, I love draining those." Reita curled his arms around his neck, pulling him down so he could kiss him, sucking on his tongue until Aoi pulled away. "Is it working?"
Aoi sighed, knowing he could never say no to that gorgeous, evil face. "Yeah, it's working."