Nonstop Night Nirvana

“I love you, Mommy. Tell him thank you.” Natsume smiles, letting his phone softly slip from his hand onto the bed. He lingers for a moment, looking from the screen that dims then turning his attention back to the gift nestled between his legs.

Maybe it feels like just yesterday to Daddy when he asked him for this particular chemistry set—one he happened to buy with his own money recently. Still, he’s happy he thought of him. At the time, Daddy seemed like the one more saddened that he couldn’t get the present, but Natsume haphazardly asked for it in the first place, having run out of ideas for something that had to be monetary.

“Spare glassware can never Hurt.” Creak. He grunts as he moves to slide the box underneath his bed, hopefully not making it more enticing for Nazuna’s rabbit, Koppe to chomp through with his buck teeth. With another sound of his bed again, Natsume then sighs, staring at the ceiling.

A vague feeling of sheepishness etches upwards to his face as his back settles against mattress. 

Squatting… shouldn’t have so much power to increase blood flow. He isn’t even particularly “backed up,” but… He guesses he’s still growing after all. Natsume shifts, rolling onto his side and glancing at his phone.

Creeeak. He casually walks over to the door of his dorm, feeling his heart rate pick up a throb or two. And as if by Pavlovian response, little Natsume twitches in anticipation the moment he twists the lock—click-click. His hand drops again into a sway, sharing the same twitch in his fingertips.

Sitting on the bed again, he unlocks his phone, unabashedly typing in the address of a website and leaning back into his pillow the moment it loads. In the back of his mind, he knows Rei should be available right now, but a little self-love is nice once in a while. Especially if he can indulge in a certain interest of his.

A thumbnail catches his eye in the midst of his scroll, with accompanying English lettering. The scenario is exactly what he’s looking for, and interestingly, the amount of people in the preview reminds him of his own unusual “arrangement” he’s in. Considering it for only a moment, he commits to a tap.

It begins with a fade-in from black: the reveal of a mistress clad in lacy, sheer lingerie that Shu would reluctantly admire with company. Her delicate fingertips graze her submissive lover on a bed, trailing from his torso all the way down to his legs. “Hehe.”

The sub whimpers, squirming his way into a drawn out thrust into air.

“So impatient. We’re still getting your toys ready~” The mistress leans in for a kiss, chuckling again, as someone dressed in a business suit comes to plant said toys onto a towel.

Natsume’s abdomen subtly rises and shifts his shirt and hand at rest. They shift back in place when he makes an exhale, warming with each pump of blood he feels coursing down below.

“I’m sorry…”

Tap. Natsume seeks through the video, at first too much, then back to where he started, until both Mistress and Master have already begun more of their delicate assault on the sub. Call him impatient, but the video is already long enough that the first orgasm denial is basically watching foreplay.

“A-Ah,” the boy moans, accepting a kiss from his master, growing harder still with the encouragement of his mistress and master’s hands.

“Mm.” Natsume’s eyelids lower, letting his hand wander down. Clink- The pressure on his crotch immediately lessens, belt ends splaying outwards. Palming at his tip through his underwear, he smirks as he notices the sub failing to keep his hips in check.

He’s being bad.

The doms in the AV notice it too, punishing their sub by tearing their hands away from his cock and balls.

“Ah~ No…!”

Natsume swallows and sneaks his hand underneath his underwear. His fingertips brush past the tip of his head, down his shaft, and come to a rest with a secure squeeze on his balls, before inching back up onto his shaft into a loose grip.

Tease him, tease him.

The sub mewls, bucking his hips up towards one of their hands. “Please! Please…”

He’s denied again, with the lovely laughs of his doms. 

“Mommy, Daddy, please!” Tap. “Lemme come, plea-” Tap-tap.

Natsume’s phone slips out of his hand again when he drapes an arm over his eyes. He feels the blood in his face drain, and the last of himself wilts at the image of his parents’ smiling faces flying by in his mindscape. His arm shifts off of him as he rolls over, trying to suffocate the image out of him against his pillow.

“Nngh…” Fluff swallows the sound.

What people call each other on their own time doesn’t concern him. It does, however, when he’s being a voyeur.

The thought of waiting until he’s raring to go again disintegrates when he replays his most recent phone call in his head for no reason. What a waste. He sighs, blasting his face with his own breath until he rolls back over and stares at the ceiling again in defeat. 

Tucking himself back in his pants, he moves to go wash his hands, but notices a notification light up his phone. “Rei-niisan?” Upon seeing the name, he goes, then returns to pick up his phone with some haste.

 

 

“What Happened?”

Rei’s own bed cushions Natsume with its usual comfort, while the man himself hands over his phone sheepishly. “I’m not too sure. I just hit ‘update’ and then everything shifted.”

“If it’s just HoldHands, it shouldn't take too long to revert it Then.”

As suspected, the most recent update has reverted every customization Natsume helped set up on Rei’s phone. He probably hit the option to do so by accident when a prompt came up. No worries, nothing some double-checking on his phone will fix.

Natsume flushes.

He flicks a finger up with no more force than necessary to dismiss the webpage, then navigates to HoldHands. After cross-referencing his own layout, he adjusts the icons and widgets on Rei’s, and while doing so, he remembers a few settings that he adjusted from their first-ever initialization of the app. He saves the layout once he’s done just in case it happens again, and his eyes flick back and forth between screens one last time, before finally handing Rei’s phone back to him.

“Here. Should be like it Was.”

“Thank you~” Rei smiles, grazing his palm with fingers.

Natsume’s heart flutters as he watches Rei check his handiwork. He opens an unread message, skims its contents, then checks their shared calendar. The display seems satisfactory to him as he lingers, looking at his upcoming dates between the five of them. Tap, tap, tap… When he finishes updating his schedule for the upcoming week, Natsume feels a small vibration beside him.

“Sub’s Orgasm Tor-”

“Rei-niisan, Please.” Shoving a palm against Rei’s lips, Natsume squeezes his eyes closed. His cheeks continue warming, noting the familiar curve of a smile forming. After another few beats, metaphorically and with his heart, he slips his hand off Rei’s face, glancing away. “For the Record, it’s not like you interrupted me or Anything.”

Rei chuckles, layering on more of his grandfatherly tone. “It’s important for the youth to explore their sexuality~ While I read more for philosophy in my heyday, I also dabbled in eroticism. And you know, Kanata accidentally laid eyes on a magazine when he was younger—even Shu was found with an ‘erotic book’ one time too.”

Natsume turns his head, raising an eyebrow with a smile. “If you’re going to use Shu-niisan as an example to make me feel Better, at least have him be a believable One.”

Rei hesitates with a mindful look, then smiles as well. “It does seem hard to picture, doesn’t it? Ah, but you say I didn’t interrupt you? What did?”

“A memory of my Parents.” He cringes. “The sub addressed his lovers as ‘Mommy’ and ‘Daddy,’ and besides the obvious reason that I call my own mom and dad That, I couldn’t help but be reminded that they’re into BDSM Too.”

Rei stares. “How do you know your parents engage in BDSM?”

“…Do you want the short version or the long One?”

“Hm? We have time.”

Natsume exhales. 

“It was either me going home early because of my piano tutor’s sudden Plans, or it was the classmate’s I was Visiting. Either Way, when I finally did go home one Day, I was so excited to see Daddy’s car parked outside that I rushed Inside, forgetting to even announce my Return.

“ ‘Daddy?!’ I Smiled, slipping out of my Shoes. ‘You’re back from your business Trip?’

“I didn’t see Him. And Mommy wasn’t in the living room or kitchen when I checked Either. I wandered around the house for a Little, but I heard something Upstairs, so that’s where I went Next.

“That’s when I was going to call out to him Again—until I noticed the door to my parents’ room was cracked Open, with Mommy’s voice leaking Out. The specific insults I don’t Remember, though it was clear Daddy was being scolded for Something.

“Tiptoeing Closer, I leaned in to Peek. Then all I saw next was Daddy’s face buried into the Floor, with Mommy’s red heel driving itself into the back of his work Shirt. I burst into the room Crying. Kneeling next to Daddy, I tried to protect him by wrapping my arms around Mommy’s leg and Pleading.”

“Pfft-!”

Natsume looks back to his side.

“Th-That’s,” Rei snickers behind a hand, before he turns away and laughs. “Sooo cuuute!!”

Natsume pouts. “What else was a child supposed to think in that Situation?” He sighs as his niisan composes himself. “Anyway. I was reassured that they loved each other and Me, then was sat down with comprehensive Sex-ed, along with an age-appropriate explanation of BDSM.”

Rei wipes a tear. “I see… Though, if I recall, you mentioned that your father is a bit of a megalomaniac. A man like that would derive pleasure from giving up control?”

“That’s where you’re a little Off, Nii-san,” Natsume says with a bit of pride in his knowledge. “At the end of the Day, with a single word or Phrase, it’s the sub who has all the Control. Or Rather, they never ‘truly’ forfeit it in the first Place.”

“I suppose that is true.” He hums before asking, “Then that was your first foray into that world?”

“No, technically Speaking.”

“Eh-”

Since Mophead already stupidly let his tongue slip one day, Natsume figures he’ll explicitly refer to himself as one.

“I just didn’t know it at the Time. When I was Crossdressing, I was considered a weird girl for being okay with watching beetle Fights. Looking Back, it might’ve been a bit Barbaric, but the boys would let me into their Huddle, and I always got a funny feeling the moment I saw how one would inevitably Submit…”

Natsume blushes when he recalls such a moment, but quickly looks back to Rei’s interested gaze. “It’s just a fantasy Though. I feel fulfilled as is with how our sex lives are Going, Nii-san.”

“I say there’s always room for improvement~”

“You’re…” Natsume blinks. “Interested?”

“You always seem to enjoy tying up Aoba-kun, I can’t help but wonder how it feels.”

“Those were punishments for doing something Stupid, not for him to get Off.” Natsume squints wearily. “I said I’m fulfilled with our Sex, so please don’t give me erectile Dysfunction.”

Rei laughs before apologizing. “My bad. But I am serious in my interest to explore that side with you. Why don’t we try it on our next date? It’d be a shame not to. We even have a safe word ready.”

“Wh- Since When?”

“Since now, Daddy.”

The rest of Natsume’s face scrunches this time as he squints. Being ironic is one thing, but using a tone that genuine…

“I’ll handle the preparations Then.”

 

 

———

 

 

At the door of their love hotel room, Rei scratches the back of his neck. And for a second, a bit of anxiety starts to pool in Natsume’s stomach, watching his niisan offer that consoling smile of his until he speaks.

“Sorry, I just got word that the unit Undead will perform with tomorrow is Crazy:B, so…”

“Ah.” The implications are clear. Natsume lets out a light sigh, admittedly feeling a sense of relief. No penetration, rather than an entire no-go. Though, he can’t help how his voice tinges a tad morose, when he strokes his chin and looks behind himself at a table. “That’s too Bad.”

In an array of blacks, pinks, peaches, and purples, sits increasing sizes of masculine genitalia from right to left. They stand rigid, proud of their individualities, aching to be loved. And though they’ve been prematurely dismissed from their duties, Natsume figures he can keep them enduring for another time—even for dates outside the context of BDSM. Returning his focus to Rei, he catches the flutterings of his gut rising up to his cheeks, reddening them.

“Natsume.” Rei blinks. “How did you get a hold of all those…?”

“It isn’t all that Interesting.” Natsume shrugs. “There was a sale Though, if you’re Concerned.” Stepping towards the table, he kneels down in front of it, unzipping a trunk that lays unceremoniously in comparison to the items on display. “If these guys aren’t getting any action Tonight, I have a few other Ones.”

“Other?”

His longer strand of hair dangles until it sits more on his shoulder, revealing his half-lidded gaze and smile to his niisan. Holding up two toys, he says, “These.”

They’re not the exact same as in that foreign AV, but they’re a pretty similar-looking wand massager and fleshlight that was part of a bundle. Lucky deal, if you ask him.

Rei huffs into a smile, walking over to the accompanying loveseat. “You are quite prepared.” From the sudden look on his face, the cushion isn’t as comfortable as anticipated. “I did it for other reasons as well, but it makes me wonder if my own research is redundant.”

“Hm?” Natsume stands from his kneel only to join Rei by his side. “You navigated the vast internet all by Yourself, or you mean to say you picked up a book Again?” The wand and fleshlight make soft thuds against the table when Natsume rests them near the dildos.

“It was a book,” Rei says, wistfully. “Though I followed a prior suggestion to go fiction, rather than diving straight back into non-fiction reading. I found that it did make a difference, and it was a pleasant time learning through the eyes of the main character.”

“To think our Rei-niisan is restarting his old scholarly hobby with Porn,” Natsume chuckles. “I’m Glad. Finding the childlike joy you once Had, without the use of Magic, is no trivial Feat. What is it that you were drawn to the most while Reading?”

Rei hums, draping an arm over the loveseat as he ponders. When he comes to his conclusion, he slightly shifts so that he’s facing more towards Natsume. 

“Well. There were several aspects of the couple’s BDSM I found alluring, but after all… It’s being tied up.” He smiles, voice edging into smooth gravel. “Finding liberation within the constraints of both her mind and body… It stirred something within me too.”

“Then you should be pleased to hear I packed some rope Too~” Natsume says. “Let’s move to the Bed, we don’t want you as stiff as these Cushions.”

 

 

Rei doesn’t need to stretch much as an idol, seeing as Undead rarely has actual choreography, but as a sub, they opt to be a little safer. It’s fine by Natsume anyhow. Enjoying each sneak of a kiss and copping grope in their foreplay, Natsume thinks Rei should relish in the allowance of movement now, since it’ll be a chunk of time that he can’t extend his legs out.

“You won’t do my arms?” Rei asks, when he notices the lack of genuine stretching in the area. “I’m okay with it.”

“No, I don’t plan To.” Natsume blushes. He gradually releases the force of his palms on the back of Rei’s thigh and shin, guiding them back down to the mattress. “This is… a first for me Too, so I’m only comfortable with your Legs.”

“Hm. Sure you’re not going to regret it later?”

Looking back up to Rei’s face, Natsume relaxes, then scoffs at his smile with one of his own. “I’ll punish you if you Misbehave.”

Rei chuckles, holding his hands up and flashing his palms in peace. “I’ll be good.”

Natsume narrows his eyes, leaning down to kiss him once, before uprighting himself and reaching blindly behind him. His fingers hit the handle of the safety shears before they graze fibers of the hemp rope, tugging Rei’s pants and underwear off with his other hand. And as Natsume unfurls the rest of the first bunch, Rei helps him in his undressing, lifting his hips for the fabric to fully slide off, as he slips off his shirt, adding to the pile next to the bed.

He drags the rope ends to meet before finding its middle, grabbing the loop between his thumb and index finger. “Could you prop a leg Up?”

Rei does so, laying back down and choosing to start with his right, planting his foot against the mattress.

Dragging a bit more of the rope to begin with some slack, Natsume brings the rope around Rei’s ankle, leading with the loop. He wraps it around twice while leaving enough room for some fingers to slip through. A cross, tuck, and a few more pulls of rope, he ends up with a column as his anchor. Once he scoots Rei’s ankle to hug closer to his thigh, he works his way up, wrapping the rope around his calf and thigh.

“Too Tight? Too Slack?” Natsume looks up to Rei, once every knot is in place.

“I think it’s just right.”

Natsume smiles. “Then…”

He unravels the second bunch of rope, repeating his actions on Rei’s left leg.

After making sure Rei feels the same with his left as with his right, he grabs the safety shears purposefully this time, considering to place it onto the nightstand near Rei for a moment, but leaves the bed to place it instead next to the dildos. He doesn’t imagine Rei would thrash that hard, even if it proves distressing in the bad way, but just to be safe.

He returns to stand in front of the bed, smirking at the lewd shape of Rei’s legs, open and inviting.

“Is this the ‘neglect play’ Wataru sometimes prattles on about?” Rei asks, despite Natsume having an inkling he should know.

“Not Quite.” Climbing back onto the bed, Natsume grazes the still-exposed bits of Rei’s legs. “And I don’t plan on doing that Either. I plan on watching you with all my Attention.” His hand moves to caress Rei’s cock, resting against himself. “Watching as you fall Apart.”

Rei rubs his torso, smiling, and his hands settle on top of one another. “Mm~ I look forward to it.”

He continues caressing him, teasing him until he starts to perk up with more interested twitches, finding Rei to comfortably fit within the palm of his hand in no time. His hand shifts from light grazes to a pumping motion, dragging loose skin up and down his shaft with a firmer grip.

Rei at first tries to roll his hips toward the action before he relaxes. His grunt mixes with a humming moan, enjoying the attention like any usual handjob until Natsume lifts his hand.

Fluttering his eyes open, he stares at him.

And Natsume only grins, passing off the momentary lull of his pleasure to be a change of hand grip.

Slick. His precum starts coating his fingers, working its way down the underside of his dick with each stroke. The inhale Rei makes matches with the twitch of his balls, tensing themselves closer to the bottom of his shaft.

“Hm~” Natsume releases his hand again, tracing a vein down to his very shaft to tickle with the pad of one finger.

His niisan shifts his hips again, or tries to, before the ropes run against his legs with the motion. “Mm.”

His fingers come back up, tapering off of Rei, then return to form a ring around the head before they pump in a mere flick of his wrist.

“Ah…”

Natsume continues to flick in a calculated manner, just enough to draw out the pleasurable anxiety of penetrating, but not enough to truly satiate it.

Rei exhales, watching himself barely bulge out of Natsume’s fingers. His head tilts back against his pillow when Natsume finally moves further down, dragging skin that has since become tighter.

His hand leaves Rei again, but his other quickly joins. He lands onto him with his ring and thumb similarly formed into a ring, dragging downwards to his base, before leaving him again just as quickly.

“Nngh.” Rei lightly shifts.

Natsume’s grin grows wider, alternating his hands with careful timing. Each threat that a gap in stimulation will be noticed is quickly rectified with Natsume letting Rei breach his fingers for the nth time, building and building towards his orgasm, with a sense of endlessly “entering” towards it.

“Getting close there…”

He lets him enjoy the climb to his peak, noting the way his torso inflates and deflates with each breath he takes as his skin takes on a livelier pink. Slick- The rest of his fingers wrap around his shaft, transitioning to an up-and-down stroke like earlier, and his other hand returns to rest behind him as support.

“Close-“ Rei sighs again, biting a moan.

Slick, slick, slick… 

Natsume has already been half hard by the time he started jacking him off, but he feels himself start to strain against his pants when he lifts his hand off of Rei again.

“Hah…” Red eyes meet with his, accompanied by a confused, or maybe frustrated, furrow.

Without a beat, Natsume brings his hand back down at a quicker pace, bringing Rei back to where he was.

“Ugh-” Rei grunts, and his hips lift a tad higher this time, in a sad attempt to chase the hand Natsume is already bringing away.

In sympathy, Natsume feels his cock twitch in tandem with Rei’s at the lack of direct stimulation, throbbing itself against underwear. And it continues to throb, in its own bondage, with every opportunity of coming that’s given and taken away.

“Hah-“ A bead of sweat forms at Rei’s temple. “Natsume, please… A-Ah-”

“Sorry, Rei-niisan.” Slick. “Whenever you have a Request, I usually can’t say no to You. But right Now, I can’t do That~” His finger flicks underneath Rei’s cock, petting it as if it were the chin of a cat. “The build-up of suffering is necessary for that nonstop Nirvana.”

“Nn…”

“Oh?”

Rei whines at Natsume's finger pulling away, leaving him with the ghost of sensation his mind crudely constructs. He throbs against the caress of air, skin stretching tight and hot as his muscles contract to make his dick weep even more precum.

Natsume’s face warms, mouth suddenly craving the weight and slickness of it. He leans over Rei instead, licking his lips before slipping his way inside.

“Mmph-” The hum vibrates against his lips when he wraps his hand around Rei, pumping yet another step quicker.

“Mm…!” Rei whimpers, bucking in the air between them. “Hah, let me come!”

“Not yet.”

“Nngh…!”

His suffering would be quelled if he could only let go. A shame it’s not quite time to. Natsume can’t believe how much more erotic it is—matching his thoughts to action, responding to each little hitch of breath without latency or buffer. He lets a satisfied sigh slip.

“It makes me Happy, Nii-san… To be close enough to you that I can watch this sinful body of Yours… To where I know when you’re just Short—” “Mm!” “—of Coming.”

Rei only manages to look at him for a second, before he senses Natsume moving again. He looks back down to his benevolent, yet uncharitable hand, slowly closing around him… until it doesn’t.

“Hah…!”

“You feel it, despite my Absence~” Natsume laughs. “Feel it for Longer, won’t You?”

He briefly leaves Rei on the bed, revisiting their coffee table to lean over the safety shears, retrieving the two toys that are actually being used tonight.

“I'll give you a Choice,” Natsume says to his still-panting niisan. “Whichever you Pick, I’ll tease you for longer With.” He waves both options in his hand, taking delight in the slight fear blooming within Rei’s eyes.

Rei continues breathing, flicking back and forth between both of his hands, settling on one when he relaxes his head and rests his eyes in resignation. “Left.”

His poor niisan should’ve specified which left.

Natsume rests his weight on one knee, climbing back onto the bed as he places the other toy off to the side. 

Puff.

Rei’s eyes snap back open, widening as Natsume presses it upon him.

The opening of the faux cunt kisses Rei by the shaft, gliding along the underside of his cock and kissing his tip with the clit.

“Ah…” Rei moans. “I-I said left-!”

“And this is in my Left.” Natsume chuckles.

Rei probably thought to numb his dick a bit with the vibrating wand first, so that his turn with fleshlight fucking wouldn’t be as torturous. Nice try. It really is unfortunate that he didn’t specify.

Puff. Natsume presses the pussy closer, displacing a little air when Rei slips between the folds. Puff, puff…

"Hah- Ahh…" Rei's hips angle towards him, scraped by the rope.

"You've leaked so much Precum, it's like you already Came,” Natsume comments. And as a further point, he presses the bottom of the fleshlight harder against Rei, scooping it to his tip to help pool at the entrance before making him enter.

Squelch. The harsh grunt Rei makes goes straight to Natsume’s cock. His breaths start matching his niisan’s, becoming shallower as he replicates his earlier movements with his bare hands.

Slick, slick, slick, puff-

Rei pants raggedly, voice breaking through like a hoarse cough. “Agh!”

Natsume near ruins him, denying him of a satisfying creampie. Even the puff of air the fleshlight makes on its way out has Rei fighting for dear life, tensing his pale thighs paler.

“Please, please, please-“ Rei gasps, hands haphazardly scrunching the sheets. 

His cock throbs, dribbling a stream of precum that Natsume would further question if not for Rei’s next outburst.

“I’ll come-“

“You can’t.”

Rei clenches his eyes shut, as if watching himself continue to enter and leave the pussy would push him over. He breathes, tensing in a way that exaggerates the rise and fall of his torso as he does.

Natsume smiles and places the fleshlight down on the bed, then lets a distracted palm between his legs, before having it grab the wand. After letting Rei catch some of his breath, he shoves the edge of silicone between the glans of Rei’s dick.

The novel sensation makes him buck and near-come again, sending him into another fit of breaths that might rival gaps of waterboarding.

He pulls the wand away, narrowing his eyes at Rei’s expression when he calms again. His irises stare at the ceiling for a moment, gradually drifting over to his gaze after another couple of breaths.

The wand wedges itself into Rei’s head again. Click. Vrrr!  “Hah…! Hah-!” The frantic breaths return and Natsume thinks he can hear the stretch of rope underneath them.

Click.

“Mm…”

Natsume chuckles. “I already turned it Off, but it’s still Bouncing.”

He lightly taps on the edge of the switch with the pad of his thumb.

“A-Ah.”

Rei squeezes his eyes closed as his muscles down below squeezes another drop of precum, but he gasps and snaps his eyes back open when Natsume presses the vibrator against his head again.

His cock stretches upward against the silicone in a throb, drawing tension in that delicate bit of skin between his glans. Natsume’s eyes narrow, watching his skin become tight again, listening for Rei’s diaphragm to make him moan in resignation. His thumb continues stroking the on-switch as he frots the wand back and forth, forcing another series of worried moans to spill from his niisan’s mouth.

“Not knowing when it’ll Start, but already feeling so Good… Hehe. Scary isn’t It?”

Click. His nail dips into the switch, and when another series of short pulses ripple through Rei’s dick, Natsume feels pulses of blood rushing through his own. “Ah, ahh…!”

Smiling, he clicks and pulls the wand away, dragging a bead of cum out into a string, and breaking it off as he sets the toy down onto the bed.

“Nn?” Rei whimpers.

The musk of sex is strong between Rei’s legs, pungent and interlaced with sweat. Natsume exhales, nudging his neck higher up.

Peck. When he feels the ghost of a touch on his hair, he slowly opens his eyes.

“M-Mm…” Framed by his own arms, Rei’s glassy eyes are squinted with an accompanying pout, and Natsume can begin to feel the curl of his fingers, itching to fully grasp his hair.

He said he’d behave, but he’ll allow it. 

Fluttering his eyelids closed again, he kisses Rei’s cock with increasing volume. Each and every inch down to his balls, his lips against him are pressed firmer, prolonged, until he feels softer flesh. Natsume smirks, peeking up at Rei’s teary expression as Natsume feels him tremble under tongue. It’s delicious the way Rei reacts, as if he were sheathed deep inside of a hole, with only a slight tease at the base of his cock and the bit of his balls. 

But it’s also pitiful, so Natsume bestows his niisan his awaited benevolence, kissing his way back up to the head, parting more of his mouth to gently caress him this time. The curve of his cock breaches, resting no further than the waterline of his lips. 

Peck. Tongue briefly interrupts their contact, leaving a line of saliva that returns to him in another kiss. Click, click. 

“Hah… hah…!”

Natsume narrows his eyes, staring back up at Rei.

His fingers finally press against his hair, twitching along with the rest of him. The soft shadows of his torso shift drastically as he fights not to thrash, thighs tensing and relaxing against the ropes that punish him in friction with each failure. “Ah-” The high pitched moan cut off by Rei’s frantic breaths, sets even more of Natsume’s blood ablaze.

Peck, peck. He only gets two more flicks of tongue before Rei takes another sharp inhale of breath, whimpering into a sob.

“Rei-niisan…” The sheer proximity of Natsume’s voice, the light vibrato of it and his warm breath, stimulates Rei further, forcing his bondage to undergo another test of strength. 

“Mm-mm.” Natsume helps this time, grabbing the base of his cock with a firm grip.

As Rei heaves a series of breaths and stiffens, Natsume plants his other hand on the bed, hovering just short of kissing him. He admires him for a moment, watching as Rei comes out of his near-orgasm this time with the haziest look he’s seen since they’ve started.

“…You know what to call Me, don’t You?”

He stares cooly, maintaining the same level of pressure with his fingers on Rei’s cock. Bit by bit, throb by throb, Rei strains against the hold he has on him as well, pitifully seeking the rest of his stimulation.

Looking up into his eyes, Rei pants. His lips make the slightest of twitches towards Natsume’s own as he emerges within the haze of heat, and his hips ache against the extent of his freedom. 

“Natsume…”

Peck- Natsume leans in, cupping Rei at his back and shifting him to sit on his shins. He straddles one of his thighs, moving the ring around Rei’s cock into a shallow fuck. 

“Mm-!” His cries are salty, but his lips sweet, and the buck of his hips spicy. As Rei’s hands wrap around the back of his head, falling into a loose hug around his shoulders, Natsume slips his tongue inside of Rei’s mouth to swallow the bass of his moan, pumping his base faster and faster until Rei breaks away to gasp.

Pumping downwards one last time, Natsume squeezes Rei firmly again, riding each thrash of his thigh and each rough caress of the hemp rope and its twisting ridges. Shit- He slots his lips back against Rei’s, tasting each labored breath between pants. “Hah-” he breathes. “Hold it.”

The buck of Rei’s hips lifts the both of them this time, marrying even more of their pleasure.

“I can’t-” Rei sobs. He slurs and shakes his head. “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t-”

"Then-” Natsume breathes. “Go ahead."

Like the pinching of a candlelit flame, Rei’s passion extinguishes. Natsume shifts back onto his shins and grinds himself against thigh, dragging his thumb and index finger down the length of Rei’s cock, ending his suffering.

“Ahh-” Rei’s moan is so forceful, reverberating into Natsume’s chest and heating his face. He  falls back to the bed, clings onto the sheets, arches his back into a thrust, and shoots into his neck, face, and torso, in order. Bucking his hips again, he shoots even further upwards at the headboard of the bed, crying out with his all.

Natsume shivers, pressing his lips together as he narrows his eyes at the scene, mirroring his niisan in a buck of his hips as well. The crease of his pants, his underwear, slide across rope, coaxing his own orgasm out from underneath him. “Hah-” he gasps, rocking onto Rei’s thigh, once his niisan lands back onto the bed and he roughly moans through breaths.

“Ah… A-Ah…” The absence of Rei’s earthly desires leave aftershocks that jerk his body, interrupting the muscles that try to relax. But they eventually fade, with Rei settling into bliss. His frantic breaths progress into steadier, longer ones, as the tension in his body melts away, and Natsume can only watch.

He blinks languidly like his niisan, sagging even more into Rei’s thigh and the warmth pooling in between his legs. The dizzying feeling spreads throughout his body with a similar haze, slow and steady, in stark contrast to his breaths.

It fades though, once they slow to match Rei’s again. Staring at his exhausted body, the sweat clinging to each pore, the reddish lines peeking from underneath every segment of rope, anxiety starts to seep in.

He exhales, focusing on the pressing matter of untying Rei. It takes another moment, peering at the marks again, before unraveling the cause of them. They sound weighty when one leg is freed, and even weightier when the second follows. It dawns on him how long they’ve been at it, as he softly strokes Rei’s flesh, gradually working into a massage before helping him extend his legs out to rest on the bed.

“Hah…” Natsume snaps his head back up when Rei sighs.

He crawls closer, asking with a hand caressing his cheek, “Are you Okay?”

Rei musters a hum, before he looks over to the poor boys neglected on the table, and asks softly, “So, that means next time you’ll bully me with those, huh?”

“…Next Time?”

“It wasn’t bad.”

Natsume widens his eyes. “Rei-niisan, you don’t have to-”

“Natsume, I just jizzed m’brains out, I dunno if I have it in me to put on airs.” He doesn’t seem to have it in him to even correct his sloven tongue resurfacing. “It felt good—frustratin’, but I liked it. We can do this again. Maybe when I don’t hafta do a crab-walk…”

He snuggles against his hand, letting himself rest his eyes, but not before looking up at Natsume.

“Y’did good.”

After taking a moment for the words to sink in, Natsume eventually relaxes and smiles. “You Too.”