Spicy NagiReo/ReoNagi Stories Collection

Birthday Bash: Part 1

NOTES:

☆ This is set in a universe where Blue Lock doesn't exist.

☆ Here Reo is Mikage Corp's CEO and Nagi is a professional gamer.

☆ They're not in relationship, but they're not just friends either (it's complicated).

☆ The dynamics/roles in this one are Top Reo x Bottom Nagi.

☆ This story will be divided in 3 parts.

☆ Enjoy :)

If there's something about the billionaire heir Mikage Reo that people around him know well, it's that whenever the genius footballer Nagi Seishirou is nearby, Mikage Reo's attention always subconsciously zeroes in on that lethargic man.

The occasion does not matter—it never does. Be it in the middle of a public charity event or an important meeting with a client, Reo never fails to spot Nagi among the crowd. And once he does, there's no going back. Nagi Seishirou has a power within him that Nagi himself does not realize. He has the power of captivating Mikage Reo and sabotaging the young heir's attention just for himself. And it's not like Reo himself isn't aware of it, but he lets it be.

Currently, they're at Reo's 21st birthday party. The party had long since reached its peak. Several people had gone ahead and bid the others goodbye, retreating to their own rooms in the huge villa that Reo had rented solely for the occasion. Although many people are still trying to lighten up the party and stuff their mouths with the free foods and drinks on the tables, the party itself has died down enough for people not to notice that their birthday boy is gone.

Currently, Nagi is making himself comfortable on a heavenly soft bed with Reo's head between his legs, and all he can think is that there's nowhere he'd like to be right now other than here.

"Spread your legs."

Blinking slowly, Nagi complies, stretching his pelvis wider to accommodate Reo's upper body.

" More, " Reo demands.

Nagi's heart leaps in excitement. Nibbling on his own chapped lips, he once again complies.

"Good boy," Reo coos, seemingly pleased. "Let me give you your reward now."

Reo wastes no time before his nimble fingers start tracing the outline of Nagi's semi-erect cock. The anticipation and the slowness of it all have Nagi dying inside. He whines and lifts his hips up in an attempt to coax Reo to do more. Reo looks pleased by that. He responds by running his palms along Nagi's clothed inner thigh before squeezing his asscheeks hard.

Nagi's mouth falls open. "R-Reo..."

"You're mine, Nagi," Reo whispers huskily, "You're mine for the night."

"Y-Yours! Yours, ah, yours, Reo!"

Nagi squeezes his eyes shut. His hips buck down to encourage Reo to continue groping his ass.

Presenting himself as a birthday gift for his dear precious best-friend might have been a funny joke at first. It was the laziness in him taking over because choosing a special gift for one of the richest dudes in the country is evidently no easy task. Sure, Nagi had held a slim hope of Reo actually using his body instead of taking the opportunity to make Nagi run some stupid errands. But who would've thought that Reo, his best-friend of half a decade, would be very into this?

Having sex with your best-friend, on his birthday nonetheless, might be crossing some sort of unspoken boundaries. Still, right now, after being teased for hours by Reo who just couldn't resist to subtly cop a feel of his ass and thighs throughout the night, Nagi feels more than ready to step into uncharted territory and cross that river already.

If only Reo would be so kind as to make it easy for him.

" Reo, " Nagi hisses. He grits his teeth. His wrists are bound tightly by Reo's leather belt because apparently his ever-smiling, boyish-looking best-friend is into kinky plays—bondage included. "Reo, touch me, " he demands.

Reo tilts his head, smiling sweetly. "I am touching you, Nagi."

To prove his point, Reo digs his fingers into the ample flesh of his thighs, effortlessly adding frustration and coaxing a restrained moan out of Nagi.

"Not that!" Nagi shakes his head wildly. "Get your hands in my pants already!"

Slim fingers hook his waistband, and for a second Nagi thought Reo had finally caved in and decided to give what he wanted. Nagi should've known better than to think that Mikage Reo would just give up that easily.

"Nu'uh." Reo continues to smile, knowing the way he teasingly pulling at Nagi's waistband has his friend going crazy. "Are you saying that I'm not allowed to do as I please with my own gift?"

Reo leans down, getting closer, his palms sneak under Nagi's shirt before making their way up, up, and up until a pair of teasing thumbs brush against Nagi's sensitive nipples.

"Nagi, you're giving me yourself for the night as my birthday gift, correct? That means I can do whatever I please with your body, correct?"

That's not entirely true. Nagi knows that if he's to call off this thing—this whatever thing they have going on right now—Reo would stop everything in an instant. After all, Reo has the softest spot for him. Everyone says so.

Still, Reo is the heir of a multinational billionaire company. Beneath his soft boy facade, Mikage Reo is a cunning man. Nagi has stayed with Reo long enough to be able to get more than a glimpse of his friend's true color.

What Reo wants is what Reo gets.

Right now, Reo wants him. And right now, Reo has succeeded in getting Nagi to be pliant and obedient on his palms.

The anticipation is killing Nagi. Asking Reo to stop at this point is the furthest thing on his mind right now. However, let it never be said that Nagi, as his best-friend, is not just as equally cunning.

"I need you, Reo, please ."