SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO WRITE ITS BEEN LIKE OVER A WEEK! Hope you enjoy anyway! Also i hope you don't mind I made this a hashira au because you didn't specify and I'm getting tired of original Au.
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Michikatsu couldn't help but take the chance when it was offered to him. When the most beautiful man in the world stopped at his mansion to ask for help in bandaging a wound on his stomach, how could he say no?
He blushed as he leant down to tighten the the bandage on his colleague's side. Douma had many scars from difficult fights, he recognized the scarred gash on his shoulder from his fight with the previous upper 2 demon the year before. And the small line on his arm from when he had been messing with his fans and cut himself. It wasn't the first time Michikatsu was assisting his... friend with some injury or another. With a final tug, he knotted the bandage and pulled himself up from the floor.
It was then he noticed how red and flushed Douma's face was. Had he gotten a fever of some sort?
"Douma, are you alright?" He asked, gently putting his rough hand on the other's shoulder. "Your red" He used his free hand to feel Douma's forehead for any fever. Nothing. The redness on the blonde's pale skin spread further. And then he realized why.
Unknowingly to Michikatsu, he had accidentally gotten... very close to the other. His was standing between Douma's legs and was leant down barely a few centimeters from his face.
He quickly lifted his hand from Douma's shoulder and backed a few steps away, knowing how Douma liked his personal space. "My apologies, Douma..." His voice trailed as he noticed the tent in his coworkers pants.
"Nono its fine really, ill be getting going now, thank you Michikatsu." He turned to grab his uniform shirt, half-slipping it onto his shoulders.
Michikatsu grabbed him by the arm an pulled his body towards him. Douma let out a noise of surprise before Michikatsu crashed his lips against his. He felt Douma len into his body, the shirt slipping back down off his shoulders.
Michikatsu moved down to Douma's neck, hearing moans as he kissed and licked his neck. Please blinded his mind and before he knew it, any items of clothes they had been wearing had been dropped.
He leant down to give Douma's hard cock a slow lick, earning a high pitched moans from the other. He felt his own cock stiffen even more , listening to his sounds. He gently pushed himself into Douma, gently groaning.
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Douma let out oud lewd sounds once Michikatsu began thrusting. He had always had a crush on his fellow hashira, but he had never thought anything would come of it, hell, he didn't even think Michikatsu was gay.
Tears pricked the ice hashira' s eyes as he felt the knot in the lower stomach growing. Michikatsu's groans sounded so far away. Moans fell out of his mouth like water. He was so caught up in his pleasure he mindlessly gripped his coworker's back for support, digging his nails into the muscles.
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Douma almost screamed when he felt Michikatsu thrust particularly hard into him, slamming into a certain spot that made shim shake. He looked up at his partner's face to see him grinning, continuing to abuse the spot.
"Michi.. Katsu!" Douma screamed his name as he came over their chests. Not a second after Michikatsu released into Douma before pulling out. Michikatsu took a few deep breaths before looking down at Douma again. He was barely keeping his eyes open. Michikatsu carefully dressed him in a soft kimono before laying down next to him.
He felt Douma snuggle closer to him, gently muttering something close to his ear.
"I love you Michi."
He smiled at the nickname, placed a small kiss onto Douma's forehead and whispered-
"I love you too"
OMG IM SORRY THIS TOOK MANY WEEKS TO WRITE IM SORRY I FORGOT ABOUT IT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED ANYWAY!!!!!!!
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FanfictionREQUESTS ARE OPEN- see more on that in the book Just a collection of things form when I get ideas that don't fit any of my current stories. May be smut, but if your looking for that i would go somewhere else.