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SMUT CHAPTER
I REPEAT

SMUT

CHAPTER

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Miyake checked into the hotel with Rengoku's arm wrapped around his, Rengoku still done up in his pretty outfit. Makeup naturally enhancing Rengoku's beauty. Miyake got the room key and bowed his head as a thanks to the manager.

Rengoku was handed a tray of hot tea from the maid, complimentary from the owner to every customer. A pot of hot tea, honey, and simple snacks like biscuits.

They made their way to the room, walking through the dimly lit hallway until they finally made it to their door.

Miyake opened the door for Rengoku, closing the door behind them as they made their way inside. Miyake locked the door. Rengoku sat at the dining room table, reaching into his hair to take out the pins and ties of jade.

Miyake turned and smiled softly at him, walking over and bending over to help him undo his hair. Miyake took off other unnecessary features of Rengoku's "costume". The hairpins, the ribbons on his flame colored yukata, anything that would in the end, get in his way.

Miyake tilted his head as Rengoku blushed, "Is something wrong? Have you caught something?"

Rengoku shook his head, turning around and pecking Miyake's lips, "Nothing is wrong!"

"Are you disappointed that I haven't enjoyed you yet?" Miyake asked confidently, his brow quirked.

Rengoku blushed, silently nodding along and Miyake snapped, throwing Rengoku on the traditional Japanese mattress. Miyake's lips pressing heavily into Rengoku's own, just their lips, modestly making out with each other with hot breaths.

Miyake's eyes were fogged as he pulled back and stared at Rengoku's swollen and wet lips. Miyake wanted to see those lips stretch around his cock as Rengoku begged with his watery eyes for more, for him to be more rough.

"Such a good boy."

Rengoku hums in agreement though it sounds more like a whine as he pulls Miyake closer to him, his legs wrapped around Miyake's torso as the taller male leaned in ever so closer to him. Their shared body heat hot enough to start a fire between the two.

Miyake's hands were on either side of Rengoku's head, his hips flushed into Rengoku's. Their clothes were being a nuisance, Rengoku wanted them off.

"What do you want, Kyōjurō?"

Miyake smirked and slipped off his haori, now shirtless in front of Rengoku, Rengoku raised his hand up to touch Miyake. Miyake grabbed Rengoku's wrist, his head tilted in a playful, teasing, manner. Rengoku whines out helplessly.

Miyake's brow raised, almost impressed, he leaned down till his nose butt against Rengoku's. Rengoku sat his head up, leaning ever so closer to Miyake, gaining satisfaction when Miyake's own red lips met his.

Rengoku choked on a surprised moan as a small bud of metal played with the inside of his mouth.

Rengoku's lipstick smeared to the side as they pulled away from each other, Miyake's thumb traveled along Rengoku's bottom lip.

Rengoku's eyes were blown wide, "Was that- fuck!"

"Such filthy words coming from such a pretty mouth." Miyake teased, his fingers slowly inching their way closer to Rengoku's mouth, his other hand playing with Rengoku's bulge.