Favored Payment - A MikuTsuru (Mikuni X Tsurugi) Three-Shot (SMUT WARNING!)

Favored Payment

Mikuni's POV:

The worst part was, I can't recall which one of us screwed up. What were we fighting about anyway? I can't remember...

I unlocked the door, and after passing through it, I slammed it with as much force as I could muster. I instinctively looked for the light under Jeje's door, but there was none. Just to be sure, I knocked twice, whispering "Jeje-kun?" but there came no response.

Are you actually fucking kidding me?!

What the fuck was Jeje doing out so late? He's always here when I come home from Abel's. Why wasn't he here now? Damn him! Probably out buying another paper bag or something...

"Kuni-chan! If you want to know where your masked play-mate is, you'll have to pay..." I heard a low voice call from the kitchen. I gritted my teeth together, and took a breath. Of course, Tsurugi's here when Jeje isn't. He'd be glad to have the place all to himself for once. Hope I burst his smug-ass bubble.

"Kuni-chan?" He smirked, leaning over the kitchen counter. I growled and slapped a ten dollar bill into his open palm. "Where ever he is, Jeje sure isn't here."

I glowered at the wall, ignoring him. Making a face as he went, he hopped off the counter and sauntered off to his bedroom. "Someone's grumpy!"

Somehow, I felt his absence the moment he left the room. I couldn't stand him, but we both knew that I really couldn't handle being alone right now.

"If you want me to stay, you pay." Tsurugi said, smirking as he lent against the doorframe.

"I hate you," I said, handing him another ten. "I know."

He handed me back the bill and I stopped dead. "Money is my favoured method of payment, but its not the one I want right now."

"What do you mean?" He never turned down cash. For ANYTHING.

"Sit," He said calmly, pointing at the couch. I was suddenly incredibly scared. I sat on the couch. I tried to cross my legs, but Tsurugi grabbed my knees and forced them apart.

"What're you-" I began.

"Shut up, and let me have my way with you." He grinned evilly. "I promise you'll enjoy it more than handing over a few hundred."

I nearly choked at the sum he suggested, and as a result, almost didn't react when he undid my pants, lowering them until his cold fingers touched a more sensitive area of skin.

"No. I can't-" Tsurugi's lips met mine and his tongue thrust into my mouth. I forgot what I was saying, thinking, hell, what my name was.

My lips and tongue started moving against his. I sucked at his teeth and explored every inch of his mouth with mine. I reached to grab his neck, to pull him down on me so that I could kiss him harder, but he gripped both my wrists with just one of his, and held them behind my head.

"None of that," He hissed, half grinning. The glazed look in his eyes sent a cold shiver down my spine, and it was a drug-like sight. His fingers started moving against my crotch again, and my pants where suddenly too fucking tight.

"F-fuck..." I bit my lip.

He smirked, and licked his lips. "Shirt," he said suddenly, releasing my hand to tug at the hem of my T-shirt. I helped him get it over my head, just before he retook my hands and my lips with his own. I strained against his hold on my wrists, my knees locking in place around his thin, boney waist.

He sighed, bending his back as he left a trail of kisses down my chest. He nipped at the pale skin on my hips.

Tsurugi moved his hands to around my lower back, and grabbed a hold of my butt. He squeezed, and I was lifted up a bit, binging me closer to him. I twisted my fingers in his dark hair.

He picked me up, my legs still locked around his form, my hands still in his hair, our lips still together.

I was slammed down on the couch, my head hitting the armrest hard. I winced, but the pain was immediately forgotten as Tsurugi placed a knee on either side of my hips, and shredded his shirt. He yanked at my jeans, and wriggled them off with my boxers, before unbuttoning his own.

I grabbed his hips, and he bent down to kiss me once more. It wasn't as intense as those before. It was soft, and short and sweet and still hot as hell.

He climbed forward, a knee now on either side of my shoulders. He drew a hand down my face, and around my neck, before grabbing a handful of hair and pulling hard.

"Suck me, bitch." He sneered, smirking as he reached down his pants and pulled out his thick hard-on.

I had never given head before, so I shook my head, trying to sit up as I did.

He growled, and yanked again. "Need a little encouragement, do we?" He moved back, and flipped me over, smacking my ass, hard.

He bent over, grabbing my hips, letting me feel the weigh of his dick against my backside.

My own hard-on was throbbing, and I had to bit my lip to stop me from begging him to just fuck me already.

He slapped my ass again, and I let out a sound as I palmed my length. He noticed, and grabbed my wrists again, before flipping me back over onto my back.

He sat on my crotch, and moved his pelvis against mine.

"You gonna behave now, Kuni-chan?" He whispered.

I sat up, pushing him down in my stead. "When have you ever known me to lay down, Tsurugi?"

He grinned, and relaxed his shoulders. "Never."