Kaito's POV
"YEAHHHH! I TREAT HER LIKE A BITCH! I FUCK HER IN THE ASS AND I FUCK HER IN THE TITS! AND IF SHE CAN'T HANDLE THAT? THEN I LET HER SUCK MY DICK AND HER MAN IS COMING BACK SO I BETTER MAKE IT QUICK! YEAH, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE YOU PIECE OF SHIT! YOU'RE GIRLFRIEND IS ALWAYS SUCKING ON MY DICK LIKE A SLIM JIM STICK! SO NEXT TIME YOU GO DOWN ON HER CLIT, TELL ME HOW MY DICK TASTES! TELL ME HOW MY MOTHERFUCKING DICK TASTES!" Kokichi then turned to me and smiled like an innocent angel. "But she's so nice. She's so nice, she's so nice."
I never expected him to be into this sort of music but then again, I never took much of an interest to him until a couple of weeks ago when we first hooked up. If someone had told me then that we would be having a little disco in my car with a fuck-buddy relationship, I would've thought they were mad or had a little bit too drunk.
"You having fun there?" Kokichi nodded, smiling that beautiful smile once again. It was the same smile from earlier. "We're stopping off at a cafe soon, then I'mma take you to a field."
"I swear to God, if the field smells of cow shit, I'm never going to have sex with you. Ever again."
"Is that a threat, Ouma?"
"Way more than a threat, Momota."
"Is that so?" I stopped the car in the middle of the road and turned to fully face Kokichi.
"Kaito?" I leaned closer to his face, went right next to his ear and whispered-
"I think you'd miss fucking me the same amount I'd miss fucking you. If you want my 100% honesty." I ran my hands up and down his thigh. "Don't you think so, too?"
"Maybe just a bit." He said looking down smiling.
He looked at me and rubbed his nose against mine. Me seeing this as an opportunity, I kissed him. He kissed back after a moment of hesitation. My hands trailed into his sweatpants to the waistband off his boxers.
"Kaito..." He breathed pulling away. "We're in the middle of the road..."
"You don't want this?"
"I do but-"
"But what?"
"There are cars behind us." Oh, he thought I was talking about this? Well he's either dense as fuck or he doesn't want to hurt me by saying he doesn't want that sort of relationship with me. My face was still close to Kokichi's, so I pull away.
"Best get driving then, shouldn't I?" I started the engine back up and drove. Ouma put another song back on. He was humming to the tune, staring out the window.
'I hate awkward silence... especially with Kokichi...'
"Penny for your thoughts?" Ouma asked.
"Just thinking how quiet it's gone since earlier."
"Oh~? Does Momota-chan chan enjoy my singing? Well how am I to not bless you with my beautiful voice. Change the sing please."
"To what? And I'm not listening to I Want Your Bite again."
"Lemme just connect my phone to the car." It him a few minutes with a lot of cussing for him to able to connect it.
"So, what are you putting on?"
"My theater playlist."
"You're into theater?" I smiled, almost cringing.
"Obviously. Theater is probably has the best songs to ever exist."
"Please don't tell me you wish life was a musical."
"Ew. But anyways, how much longer in the car? I need to know what songs to play."
"Like two hours."
"Good. So we're gonna start off with the Heathers then we're gonna move on to Dear Evan Hansen." Okay, I'm ashamed to admit it but, I've watched the Heathers and I'm obsessed with it.
"Okay, if I don't like Dear Evan Hansen then it's going off and out the window."
"What about The Heathers?"
"Just play the fucking thing." I was doing so well pretending I didn't know what it was until JD's part in Dead Girl Walking...Ouma was just singing it so passionately, I couldn't help myself.
"Before they punch my clock! I'm sapping off your window lock! Got no time to knock! I'm a dead girl walking~"
"Veronica? What are you doing in my room?" Kokichi looked at me with a smug.
"Sorry but I really had to wake you~ See I decided that I must RIDE you 'till
I BREAK you~! Cause Heather said I gots to go! You're my last meal on death row! Shut you mouth! Lose the tighty-whities~!"
Kokichi's POV
It was like that until we got to the cafe, but when we got out the car, I heard a loud thud and Kaito yell.
"AH FUCK!" I ran over to his side of the car and looked down. "Don't. Say. A. Fucking. Word."
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" The fucking moron fell over nothing!
"Would you help me up and stop laughing?!"
"Fine fine." I held my hand out and Kaito reached for but suddenly-
BANG
THE WANKER PULLED ME DOWN!
"Is it as funny as me falling over?" He asked smirking like the bastard he is.
"No! The difference is you pulled me down, you fell over!"
"Nu uh, you 'fell' too. Did the fall give you a concussion?! Oh no, can you remember my name?!"
"Of course I do, you muppet!"
"What's my name then?" I turned and looked at Kaito.
'Oh oh, how he is going to regret that mistake!'
I flipped myself on top of him, so it looked like we were about to fuck. I had my one of my thighs on each side of his hips.
"Master."
"E-excuse me?"
"You're name is master or would you prefer sir~?"
"Ouma-"
"How about both? Out in public I call you sir and in private, when you're railing me, I call you master."
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The True You
FanfictionEver since Kaito and Kokichi had sex, Kaito couldn't stop thinking about him. Everything he did reminded him of the lying actor. They soon enough hook up again and again and again, until it became a regular thing. Momota has fallen in love with the...
