The Poker face~ (kokudou/doukoku)

The first sucess?.. (SMUT WARNING)

BEFORE WE START, YALL COMENT SHOULD HE DRINK IT OR NOT AND QUESTION!!!

Koku POV:

Douma would lay on the floor and hum to himself, his speech slurred if he talked. Amazing he didn't pass out yet. He leaned up to me and said with a more cocky grin

"Hey michi~~~ thanks~"

He giggled softly, I sigh and brush the hair out of his face. I went to go lock the door so we could proceed. Maybe since he's drunk I can get him to crack. I need to stop doing this shit before it's to late. Before I'm to drawn to this ass wipe... I go pin him onto the ground even though he was already pinned. I heard his giggles, it was cute.. I think.

Douma POV:

I saw him get on top of me. My head... Felt weird, fuzzy I suppose, like those flowers. . . I leaned up to kiss him and soon enough he finally just leaned on me, he was grinding against my leg as we passionately made out. It was a soothing thing, I keep feeling... I have never felt. My cheeks felt hot but I assume it's from the intimacy. I could feel my length strain against my pants and before I knew it michi had put his hands on my belt loop and was undoing it. He won't talk as much though...odd. I don't mind... It's nice~

No ones POV:

Kokushibo pulled doumas pants off and his boxers as well. He didn't talk much that was for sure but douma didn't really struggle he was too drunk to, he kept making playful moans trying to make kokushibo fall harder. Douma knew he had kokushibo in a trap, he knew no existence of love. But he knew a person with emotions could be drawn and... Death wouldn't be capable. He was immune. Douma moaned lightly as they soon without prep started fucking, his long nails scratching at kokushibos back and his lips planted on his shoulder... He could feel his member getting soaked in precum as he drunkily moaned and gave small humms, he had the shit eating grin per usual but yet something was off... It seemed... Genuine? After awhile douma came in kokushibos hand, he saw kokushibo slow down before spilling in him, as he whipped put his fluids leaking out of douma before douma finally spoke up

"I am getting a drink, Ill be back"

He slid on his pants not even his boxers, he grabbed himself a drink. He quietly found a sleeping pill and grabbed a drink for kokushibo. . . He came back and sluggishly handed him it. Douma smiled, it seemed... More genuine. It was off. Kokushibo didn't drink it yet, he stared blankly at douma.. Something was off.

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