Kokudou Oneshots

(S) Kokushibo's a little high

Sorry this took so long to get out, ik it sucks i had no motivation and it's shorter than Akaza's patience so-

Enjoy anyway!

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Kokushibo leaned heavily on the door to his boyfriend's room. It was a miracle he had made it to Douma's cult before sunrise. Especially in his condition

Never would he go out drinking with humans EVER again.

He didn't understand much, the aching in his head, the heaviness of his limbs and a strange feeling in his gut.

No matter. He slid the door open to find the blonde curled up in a mountain of pillows reading a book. He didn't seem to be enjoying it, Kokushibo noted.

The blonde looked up to see his superior standing in the doorway to his room. "Oh, Hello, Koku-dono!, what brings you here so early?" He looked at the dark-haired man and realised how heaving the smell of alcohol was in the air. "Kokushibo dono! Are you drunk!"

The dark-haired male stumbled forward, ignoring his partner's questions. He trapped the blonde beneath him and took hold of his hips. The blonde quickly pushed him off and switched their places.

"Koku dono, I refuse to be topped by a drunk man." The blonde said slowly.

Kokushibo blinked a few times before gently grabbing the blonde's waist. He pushed the blonde down onto the hard wood floor and laid between his legs, his face centimetres from his crotch.

Douma could feel his erection coming on as the warm breath of the other drifted around the area. He quickly unbuckled his belt and removed his member from its confinement and let it stand in front of his superior.

Kokushibo let his head drift to the side a bit. Before letting his mouth sink down on Douma's cock. His mind was a blurr as he felt a hand on the back of his head push him down further onto Douma. He heard the other grunt once the large rod was fully in his mouth, pushing against the back of his throat.

Kokushibo let out a muffled gasp as Douma's hand grabbed a fistful of his long dark locks and yanked his head back, before forcing him back down again. Tears pricked his 6 eyes as Upper moon 2's rough treatment continued. Kokushibo's throat stung from Douma's cock slamming into it so many times. He couldn't tell if he was loving this or hating it. He let out muffled noises before he felt a hot stream of cum fill his mouth.

Douma Pulled his cock out of upper 1's mouth, quickly re-buckling his belt, he glanced over to his superior, who was asleep. He was grateful the man was drunk, or he would have been punished for using his superior's throat so harshly. He couldn't help but stare at the beautiful man, all 6 eyes closed peacefully with a sight blush under his middle eyes. He was beautiful.

Douma pulled him close as he felt himself drift off to sleep. He would rather die, than spend a day of his life without Kokushibo.