||Smoke kisses|| Takemikey || SMUTSHOT ||

Smoke Kisses - Part 1

Takemichi ran across the dark gray pavement as yells and guns could be heard behind him. His pace quickens as bullets fly around him, missing him by a few centimeters each time. “Wow what sucky aim? '' He said out loud as he took out his own gun, and fired 4 shots, killing 3 people and missing one. Takemichi soon saw a building and ran towards it, seeking a safe shelter. As Takemichi headed towards the door, he prayed silently that it would be unlocked. Takemichi’s hand soon collided with the door handle. It twisted and in a blink of an eye, opened so fast that Takemichi fell inside. He quickly got up from his embarrassing face-plant into the floor and locked the door, causing many people to bang and shoot the door trying to get it open. “What a strong door” Takemichi thought as he stared at the people trying to get into the mysterious building.

Takemichi looked around the room he was in. He assumed it was some sort of living room. It had reddish-hot pink LED's all around the room and into the kitchen area. The couch was brown and had tears on it, along with some dust and bloodstains. This creeped Takemichi out. He looked back into the kitchen area. Same LED's, some more dust. Mostly the same, but with kitchen things, and small little bags filled with small, green, crushed up plants. Takemichi started to walk around. He looked in the fridge and sat on the very ugly yet amazingly comfortable couch. As he got up from the couch he noticed an attic door. He was too short to get up so he got a chair from the kitchen and dragged it to where it was directly under the attic door. 

Takemichi got on to the chair and pulled the string attached to the door. The door slowly opened and stairs fell slowly down onto the floor. He put the chair back where he got it from and slowly approached the stairs again. Just by staring up the stairs and into the attic, you could see the same LED's that were in the living room and kitchen. Takemichi being the curious man he is, climbed up the stairs and into the room. (That's something you should NOT do if you enter a strange house). As he got into the room, he saw another couch, but this time it was white and fluffy. It also had a man with long blonde beautiful hair sitting down on it, smoking what seemed to be weed. “Are you going to introduce yourself, or are you going to continue to stare at me like a creep?” The man asked Takemichi. Takemichi was sweating hard. Not only was he scared, but the man had a husky medium low voice. It was a huge turn on. 

“Well?” The man asked. Takemichi stayed silent for a second before pulling out his gun and aiming it at the unbothered man. “I-I need a place to stay, and you are now my hostage!” Takemichi said in a semi-threatening voice. The man raised an eyebrow before relighting his half smoked weed. He turned to the television in front of him before saying a simple, “Alright.” Takemichi looked at the man in huge disbelief. He was in no way scared, and this pissed Takemichi off. “What do you mean alright!? You have a chance of dying here!!” Takemichi said, irritated. The man turned back to Takemichi and smiled in a high way. “If you truly wanted to make a hostage scared, you shouldn't do it in their own house. They have everything they need there anyways.” The man then added, “Besides, You look like too much of a pussy to do anything to me. I don't think you have the right to think you're in charge, prince.”

 Takemichi blushed at the word prince. The man noticed this and smirked. “You are blushing at me, yet you don't even know my name? I don't think that's good..” Takemichi let his curiosity get to him. “What is your name then?” Takemichi asked curiously. “What a curious little prince . . .” The stranger laughed softly, making Takemichi’s member beg for mercy. “My name is Manjiro Sano, but people call me Mikey.” Mikey said. Takemichi slowly retracted his gun and inched towards Mikey. Mikey noticed this and got up from his white couch and shoved Takemichi into a close-by wall. “Y'know . . . I don't quite like home invaders. It's rude to come in without consent.” Takemichi stared at Mikey, fear clearly in his eyes. “Well . . . I guess I'm the same way. I don't quite come in with consent either.” 

Mikey felt on Takemichi’s pants, making Takemichi squirm and try to move his hard member away from Mikey’s searching hand. Mikey soon touched Takemichi’s hard member, making Takemichi moan softly in surprise. Mikey smirked as he groped Takemichi’s penis in a teasing manner. Takemichi moaned louder as he touched him. Takemichi subconsciously grabbed Mikey’s hand and rubbed his hard cock harder with it. “Ahh~ Ah~” Takemichi’s breaths were getting quicker and his pace getting faster. Mikey smirked as he yanked his hand away from Takemichi’s grasp. “How naughty.” Mikey laughed softly before slowly walking towards his couch and picking up the fallen weed bud. He put it in an ashtray before getting another one and lighting it, inhaling the calming fumes into his lungs. 

Takemichi got turned on all over again, and he hasn't even come yet. Mikey turned back to Takemichi, taking the weed out of his mouth holding it in between his fingers. “I'll tell you what. If you can last 30 minutes without me touching you . . . I'll give you what you want. Do you agree to these terms?” Takemichi nodded frantically before getting on his knees. “Yes! Yes I agree! Please! Just touch me one more time!~” Takemichi begged, turning Mikey on. He pulled Takemichi up, pulling down his pants and jerking him off. Takemichi’s moans could be heard throughout the room. “Oh god!~ I'm almost there~!! More! MORE~” Mikey saw that Takemichi was close to his limit and stopped. 

“Remember, 30 minutes”

Tbc