Fu let them have the next day off. While she was off stuffing her face somewhere, the two men sat in their room avoiding the heat.
Time to put the plan into action.
Mugen looked over to where the samurai was lying, his eyes half open. Mugen lazily walked over to him.
"Say" Mugen began as he plopped down right on Jin's crotch, straddling him. "Doesn't this thing ever get hot?" Mugen played with the hem of Jin's clothes as he asked this, and Jin's face got redder and redder.
"W-what are you doing?" Jin stuttered, obviously flustered.
Trying to hold back a grin, Mugen feigned innocence saying, "What? I want to look at people when I talk to them and I wasn't gonna stand over you." He then shifted a bit, causing
Jin's breath to hitch.
"C-can you please get off of me?'
"But I'm just getting comfortable."
"Yes well, I'm beginning to get uncomfortable."
At this point Mugen had begun to grind on Jin, and he could feel the other man's growing erection through his clothes. He couldn't help but smirk. "You don't feel uncomfortable to me." He himself was beginning to get hard, and he leaned down a bit so that their faces were closer together. "Do you want me to stop?"
"Oh HELL no." Jin closed the space between them, crashing their lips together as he grabbed Mugen's hips. He switched their positions, flipping them over so that Mugen was on the bottom.
Jin started to suck on Mugen's neck, so Mugen took the opportunity to say, "Since you don't like me wasting my life on women," he groaned when Jin found his sweet spot, "Maybe... maybe I should try wasting it on men."
