90 Day Saioumami Challenge

𝟚𝟡 - In Public 🥥

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Public sex, Sex toys, Against the wall, Quiet/Muffled, Oral sex.

So public sex is something that makes me kinda uncomfy but, hopefully, I've done this one well despite this!

Word count: 1378

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Shuichi sighed under his breath, rubbing circles on Kokichi's shoulder absentmindedly. The loud cafe made it hard to hear his friends, but his heart wanted him to focus on another. He and Kokichi had decided to have lunch with their friends. Rantaro - their other boyfriend - would've joined but he had a work emergency to attend to.

Normally, Shuichi didn't like going out to eat due to the considerable number of strangers around, along with the loud noises. This sushi cafe was different. It had a homey, comfortable aura with fake candles and potted plants lining every crevice. He'd finished his sushi, however, Kokichi had barely touched his order. Shuichi caught him sliding food onto other people's plates, but it wasn't concerning. He knew what the problem was, after all, he'd created it.

"Hey," Shuichi whispered, leaning as close as possible to Kokichi's ear. He made sure to obscure his face, not wanting their friends to read his lips. Kokichi squirmed on his lap, lips wrought in a permanent pout. "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

Kokichi nodded, burying his face into Shuichi's chest and clutching his hoodie. "Hey, Ouma, are you alright? You seem upset," Akamatsu asked. The six-person group stared at Kokichi, examining his body language. It annoyed Shuichi, but he'd never let that show. He hated when people looked at him when he was upset, he didn't need to be reminded when in the moment. His boyfriend had the same opinions.

"It's personal stuff." Shuichi shot a faint smile at the group, glad that Akamatsu had provided a simple excuse. "If it's okay with you guys, we might take a moment."

"Do what you need to, take your time. I hope you're okay, Ouma." Kiibo smiled, lightening the mood. He waved a nonchalant hand, not bothered by Shuichi's request. Everyone seemed to agree, shooting caring glances at the two.

"Come on Ko, let's go to the bathroom." Kokichi nodded, shifting off Shuichi's lap to let the taller man stand. Shuichi did, shooting his friends one last apologetic smile. He weaved his hand underneath the sleeve of Kokichi's oversized hoodie (well, it was Rantaro's) and held the smaller's hand. Thank God that Rantaro's clothes were multiple sizes too large for Kokichi.

Walking into the bathroom, Shuichi entered and inspected each cubicle, ensuring they were alone. Flipping the lock on the heavy, main door, Shuichi turned to Kokichi with a smirk. The smaller breathed heavily, closing his eyes as he leaned his back against a stall. "Do you think they bought it?"

"Don't know, don't care, fuck me," Kokichi panted. He rocked his hips against the air. Shuichi's pants tightened at the sight.

"Woah," Shuichi chuckled. He hadn't expected this, despite knowing Kokichi had been suffering during the entire outing. "A little desperate, don't you think? Shouldn't we go home first?" Despite having done this to Kokichi, Shuichi felt embarrassed about possibly having sex in public. On top of that, a public bathroom wasn't the cleanest place, regardless of the appearance.

Kokichi pushed off the stall, stumbling into the blue-haired man and wrapping his arms around the taller's neck. "I need you Shuichi, please!" Desperation swirled behind his violet eyes, mixing with hypnotised lust. He didn't need to say more for Shuichi to lose his mind. Something splintered inside of Shuichi's head and all he wanted - all he needed - was Kokichi.