Tatsuya

His mind was reeling from what was happening. How fast it was happening —— but, damnit — it felt so right. He was pissed to hear his letters never reached Brosc, probably the doing of his parents. Well that was why he didn't get any responses. It broke his heart to think how his fried must've felt when he just went missing without a word. But that was in the past, because here they both were. As adults, in a nightclub restroom, making out — though unconventional, it was one of more nicer places he's had a session in. And he could practically feel the excitement and anticipation from Brosc to continue, and this was quite interesting. How could he have not noticed that the guy he crushed on — the hottest guy on the block as a matter of fact, had a crush on him like he did for him. It was kind of ironic but it was settled with what they were doing that this possibly wouldn't be just a one time thing. And for sure, the male hopes it wasn't because this was better than trying to go on dates with random people who ended up being creeps or just really crappy people in general.

His mind wasn't really focused on what was being said by Brosc, but more so focused on their current activity. His senses seemed more hyper aware of what he was doing, even through the alcohol. The sparks and beat that were between the two, and continued to grow — the feel of his warm hands against his cool skin, the subtle sighs of content and pleasure from the male as they kissed. He could feel the grip on his thigh tighten and he have a small mmhm of a groan, his nails digging into Brosc's rather exposed shoulder.

When Brosc had hidden his face in the crook of his neck he appreciated the contact, and rested his own head rather gently atop his, and took in his floral scent. It seemed he never got rid of it, his hair smelled like a wild strawberry patch among a field of fragrant flowers. And his warm breath was inviting upon his skin. And their bodies were very close together, if he could stay here forever in this moment he would.

He was rather shocked and surprised by the next turn of events. He didn't expect the male to give such a firm response, in honesty he was even more invested in this now than he was before. But the cherry on top was him taking him the belt loop hooks on his pants and pulling him closer until they were barley apart. He had to place his hand on Brosc's chest at the sudden movement — his own nearly pressed against the male, and he leaned back a moment and blinked a bit at the situation. And he could feel an rather fuzzy feeling bubbling up in him at seeing the smirk that was laid upon his face. Well damn, be was absolutely fucked wasn't he?

He then didn't have time to react as he felt his hair being pulled. It wasn't harsh and commanding like of of the idiots that had the balls to try and do. Nor was it too gentle and placid — it was just that right amount of commanding yet the tightness was pleasurable, he had to let out a soft groan at the action, and he was pulled into a kiss. Brosc's lips were soft, yet they roughly pressed against his own and they were quite demanding and searing.

At hearing Brosc sigh about how good he tastes, he had to give him a devious grin saying, " Why thank you. I try ."
Even though he was t expected it, he didn't expect the bombardment of the kisses. And it had him leaning back because of the force and rapidness of it. He even found himself with his back flat against the surface of the countertop and Brosc absolutely devouring and attacking his lips which he didn't actually mind that much. He was absolutely engulfed in his kisses, and he slowly raised up when the kisses stoped and moved to his neck. His soft hums and gentle caressing of Brosc's hair changed as he manage to rest his hands on the males upper back.
He barely had time to register what happened before he rather savagely bit down on his neck, and damn if he didn't feel that. He had dug his nails into the mails shoulders quite in shock, and he felt a rather shiver of pleasure and pain go down his spine. He had even let out an involuntary, "A-Ah!" in surprise as he had clenched the back of the male's shirt after he had left scratches by accident. And that's when he felt his tounge on that sensitive area and it felt good after what he just did, "Mmmm.. fuck." Was the only thing he could say rather airly.

At the kisses to the bite, he gave small giggles because it tickled and he could feel a soft smile coming of his face. He also gave a rather teasing and flirtatious grin at his comment, " Ohhh? Really? I don't believe you. I'll need evidence of that myself, just saying it doesn't stir my heartstrings. Maybe a hands on demonstration?" He says rather coyly, pressing his body closed for emphasis, " I mean you're already doing it, so why not finish the job, elsewhere." He said with implications of something more.

He then giggled softly at the thought, before peppering him with kisses and stopping he said, "Mhmmm, your friends must wonder whatever is taking you so long." And he trailed his finger along Brosc's lips, " Mhm, you look so good with my lipstick on you, and my bite marks. Maybe I should do more, you should know I like to bite." He said flirtatiously as he traced them lightly with his finger, his eyes bright and satisfied with the marks he made. That's when he gave kisses to his jawline, endearing ones to his cheeks, and then he placed a kiss behind his ear - his soft breathing and the he began to nibble a bit, knowing that was a rather pleasurable place to feel such a thing in his own experience. And after doing that he focused back on the lips for another passionate kiss.

Tatsuya

If one had told him he would be in the restroom making out with his childhood crush, he would've laughed at you. But now he was doing exactly that and he was right in heaven while doing it. He was enjoying himself and he didn't mind as he was pressed into the counter a bit more, and he was quite content to give Brosc more kisses and enjoyment. He had to enjoy the way Brosc sounded as he responded to his suggestion, his voice soft yet it has that nice rumble to it that make him melt. But at the response he had to give a small huff, " And why not . " he challenged a but, he was pleasantly surprised as he was pulled even closer and the hand was on his thigh again, and the response made his face even redder. His heart was beating wildly and he swore he could see stars, and he was rather breathless as he tried to give a retort, "And so what if I am? Don't you need to take care of my needs? That would be quite bad if you not to do so - it would be such a sad thing." His voice a silky tone, with a devious smirk.

He gave a soft chuckle at the mention of his friends, "Ooo. " he cooed, " look at you being a little selfish and keeping me to yourself. Mhm, I quite like that , me thinks." He said teasing as he felt his coiled hair being ran through as best as the male could manage. He chuckled a bit at the little huff he got at the mention of the lipstick and he tapped his nose with a small tsk, "So touchy my dear." And he gave an amused croon at the mention of a muzzle, " Ooo. Since when were you so lewd. A muzzle, mmm, that's not good, maybe ropes?" He said and continued kissing the male with a laugh still on his lips. Feeling his body being moved he didn't complain, and rather indulged himself in the kiss and running his hands through Brosc's hair and shoulders, and seamlessly down to the male's exposed torso likening the feel of him. And the carefully drew his hands to the males back packed and slowly held his phone, and quietly went to the camera while indulging the kiss and he managed line it up without causing suspicion and took a pic of the scene which was rather suggestive and scandalous in nature.

It was him receiving neck kisses from Brosc, and he had a rather rosy complexion and rather lustful as his hair was rather puffy and haphazardly around him and a cheeky expression of him licking his lips, a hint of his rather sharp canine poking through. And he managed to make it his screensaver before just holding his phone, behind him to keep him from being suspicious. The soft praises tickling his brain the right way, and he gave a small, "Mhmmm." as a partial response, "wouldn't you like to know mon fleur." He was so engrossed in enjoying Brosc he hadn't registered his missing phone or the way Brosc dristracted him until he felt another bite and he let out a breathy sigh at the feeling, and a bit of a hiss as well - his pupils being dilated and his breathing a goddamn mess. And what he wasn't expecting was it to be photographed, and he gave a scandalized gasp and the sight and when the phone was given back to him . He was huffing even more annoyed at the fact his hair was ruffled, and that the male just left with that smug grin of his. Well, at least he had his number.

He then grinned deviously as he opened Brosc's phone and the code was his birthday. A small laugh escaping him as he went to the camera and began a series of photos . Each one slightly lewd and revealing the marks on him and his current ruffled state. And it definitely would give Brosc something to look at. He then chose one of him looking directly at the mirror with a flirtatious grin as he touched his visibly marked up neck and shoulder. And he added his number and made it his contact photo with " Suya " simply as his name and Brosc could change it if he liked. Now was time to fix himself up, as best he could. He straightened up his top and pants, and fulfilled his hair a bit and now he was ready to exact revenge.

He had grabbed his glass before making his way back to the bar. He wore his smudges lipstick and marks as badge of honor, and knowing because of how serious they looked - no one would try flirting with him again. He could hear a low amused whistle from Mica as he approached wiping out a stem glass. He was looking at the markings intently before saying, "Damn, Cherry. Someone was definitely making sure others knew they had a taste of you. They really didn't hold back." He said with a snicker as he made a Cherry Bomb drink and as he finished it he said, "what a lucky person." With a slight wink, and slid him the drink as Suya took it and giggled. He downed the drink with one swig and sighed content at the taste as he noticed a familiar head of hair and prepared himself.

He picked up his pace as if he had been chasing the male, and he added a huff for the dramatics as he sharply spun the chair Brosc was facing the male was in to face him and trapped him between the counter. He gave serious pokes to his chest as he began ranting, " You . absolute . animal." He began rather scandalously, " I don't see your ass for ten years and you leave me in the restroom like that, deplorable. You are so infuriating, just like when we were kids. Always pushing my buttons for a reaction," he said drawing himself closer to the male in a sultry manner, "always as if begging for my attention, well you have it now. And that photo was a cheap shot, if you wanted more photos why didn't you just as, pretty boy." He said his lips barley brushing against Brosc as he had leaned forward and pressed himself a bit closer and his hands on the males thighs.

You could hear the cheering and whistles of the crowd watching them. And Suya decided to be bold and pin Brosc down to the counter and give him a hungry, kiss. It didn't leave room for air, as it was searing, and and bit his lower lip as a tease, and rested atop him for a moment before giving him his phone. And saying, " You should really watch where you keep your phone, Mon Fleur. Cute that my birthday is your password. " he said teasingly before giving him another kiss. At this point the crowd was going wild with cheers and whoops of encouragement. And Tatsuya pulled away with a flirtatious smirk on his face before waving his goodbyes.

"Don't be a stranger, Sloan." He said with a wink as he blew a kiss in the males direction. And he walked away with confidence and a smirk on his face, and he made his way to the exits but not before grabbing his fur jacket, and humming to himself as played with his car keys. And he was on the way to his large and spacious Jeep. And when he arrived he just stood by his car awaiting Brosc, knowing the male couldn't resist him.

Tatsuya had to give a boyish giggle at the slow clapping of Brosc. And he gave a few bows and basked in the light of it. A cheesy grin on his face saying, "Why thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed it." And he was leaning on the window of his car when the hand was placed by his head. And he gave a simple, hmm, "I was tempted to leave but, I thought that would be to-" his words were stopped when he felt his chin being lifted, and he was met with the beautiful eyes of Brosc - and he was at a lost for words. And his body pressed against the car as he was pulled in for a kiss. And the softness of them against his own lips felt just right, and the bodily warmth in the cold weather felt good. He wasn't surprised when he felt the keys being removed from his had, but he had to give a huff at the mention of him not driving, and a small frown formed. "I am perfectly capable of driving to my house," he had to pout a bit, "you better not wreck my baby or I'll have to end your life." He said a bit protectively as he patted his car softly and send him a glare with a pouting face, but complying and getting on the passenger side once he realized he wasn't budging.

That's when the click of a light came on, and sound of someone clearing their throat could be heard. And the form of his trusted butler and man who the other workers, worked under came into view in the red and gold armchair he sat in. The mans smooth brown skin being illuminated by the light, the only hint of his age being the slight lines around his eyes and the salt n' pepper look of his coiled hair that was well taken care of. His white gloved hands reaching for his cup of tea, as he gave a unimpressed glance at the current state of Tatsuya, who by now was blushing violently, "Emerson, I didn't expect you to still be up this late." He said nervously as he tried to adjust himself, and clearing his throat as he moved away from Brosc rather embarrassed that he had been caught.

"Uh, yes, sir , I- uh, yeah I did. It was unexpected . And I didn't know you called, I apologize." Tatsuya said nervously as he fiddled with his fingers.

" I'll be making you some honey camomile tea with lemon for later." He said to Tatsuya who was looking at him agape.

" You know you'll need it. " the older man said with a snicker. And he tossed something from his coattail and Tatsuya caught it and took one look and he gave a horrified gasp, " Why do you even have this on you !? WHERE did you even get this?! " he was so confused and the older man just shrugged as he walked away.

If Tatsuya wasn't red before then he was right for, a darker crimson red at the object his servant had given him. He huffed, as he sulked off to his room, which were up the staircase. And they came to a room with tall oak doors and he opened the door to his room, and closed them once they entered. His room was rather exceptionally large, he had what could be described as a soft Alaskan King sized bed to sleep in. It had black and gold accented covers and white and black pillows neatly arranged on the bed. At the foot of his bed was a rather classy chaise and the walls were pure white and accented by the dark hardwood floor of the room. And a flat screen TV rested on the wall facing his bed. And a little further back were French Doors that opened to his walk in closet and opposite it was doors leading fo his restroom. He also had a rather uncommonly messy desk with his laptop on it, papers were scattered askew on the desk and so were some old books and post it notes and ink pens.

Street lamps and occasional headlights briefly illuminated Suya’s face as he gave the occasional direction, while Brosc found himself pulling his eyes away from the road to watch him— his face, his eyes, his lips— as Suya talked. Despite the drive carrying on for much longer than Brosc had expected, Brosc could not help but smile to himself at the thought that he was with Suya. Fuck, even though he had thought about this so much since he had first fully come to the realization not that long ago, it was still so… unbelievable. All Brosc had to do was pull over on the side of the road, pull Suya over, and then—

Eyes on the road!

Brosc had to turn sharply away from Suya to focus on the road once he realized he had been staring as his mind slowly was eaten with lewd images of the person on his right. Brosc could have been taking in the beautiful scenery of the surrounding area, but, no, here he was indulging in the thoughts that wrapped his mind around with illicit fantasies his brain concocted. Yeah, Brosc was going to have a lot of fun with Suya the moment Suya let him inside his home.

Speaking of Suya’s home, Brosc opened his mouth to comment on where Suya had been leading him but closed his mouth hesitantly. As the car rolled to a large bridge that connected the mainland to an island, as Brosc pulled up to a large gate, one far too big and far too guard-surrounded to climb until Suya stepped out of the car, pressed in an access code to a panel that Brosc could barely make out, and the gate slowly creaked open after giving a buzz. Brosc blinked at the sight like it was just a mirage that would fade away if you squinted, believing this until Suya slid back into the car— How rich is this guy??— and Brosc started the car back up and drove on.

Suya had always had a lot of wealth, but there was no way this guy was this rich, right?

Brosc had to slow down as he passed by all the houses that were more than Brosc’s own life, staring in amazement at the casinos and shopping center on the island— the Golden Ga'ingyin Island. This was not just any island. This was the Golden Ga'ingyin Island. If you say it in a sentence, you know you are talking about the filthy rich people who have their cars, their casinos, their white, modern estates on the Golden Ga'ingyin Island from either blood money or money made from blood. Brosc really hoped Suya made his money from the former and not the later as Brosc halted in front of another gate by what appeared to be a mansion, too stunned to speak as Suya guided him to the garage.

None of this feels real….

Before Brosc could speak or even ask one of the millions of questions that bogged his mind, Brosc’s lips were met with Suya’s and he melted, instantly pulling him closer. Crawling over the divider, Suya climbed into Brosc’s lap and Brosc’s mind went all abuzz. Brosc already combed a hand into Suya’s hair to pull him deeper into the kiss. Brosc loosened his grip on Suya’s hair as the smaller man broke away for what Brosc assumed was air until he realized Suya was just pulling away to attack his neck with kisses. Not that Brosc did not like it.

Brosc’s mind wandered as his hands drifted to Suya’s thighs and grabbed him tighter to pull him closer. Brosc could just picture Suya losing his clothes and pressing closer into Brosc just to hold Brosc’s attention. The lust was driving him mad as he crept his hands up Suya’s skin and did everything in his power to restrain himself from ripping off Suya’s pants right then and there. Huffing with a small smile, Brosc was a bit upset not to have Suya on his lips or neck and especially no longer on his lap, but, God, it was a good view to watch Suya walk ahead of him as he exited the Jeep trail behind him, licking his lips as he prowled closely behind him.

It was not long before Suya led Brosc around before turning around and before Suya could even part his lips to speak Brosc pressed him into the wall and kissed him passionately, leaving no room for air. Grabbing fistfuls of his clothes, Brosc wanted Suya so badly and he was so glad to finally have a private spot to—

Flick!

What?

There, in a fancy chair and sitting like a smug piece of shit, sat Emerson.

Emerson was one of the few people in Suya’s life that Brosc actually trusted since everyone else certainly deserved the worst of hell. Brosc remembered him best as a nice guy, always teasing Suya, both of them acting parallel to a father and son dynamic that Brosc could not help but envy. After having admitted to himself that he was surprised to see the man still alive, Brosc observed that Emerson changed very little in their time apart, unlike how much Brosc and Suya had. His face still held an aloof aura despite his eyes having a caring undertone as he gazed at Suya, a smile creasing his face like a paper that wrinkled when bent. His hair was dark with white sprinkled throughout as he sipped from his tea and waited for a response from the flustered Suya.

“Yes sir!~” Brosc said in response, giving a mini-salute while his hand snaked around Suya’s waist before lowering his voice and gently squeezing him closer. “I would only ever hurt him if he liked it that way.” Brosc glanced at Suya as Emerson left after having tossed Suya something that caused the smaller man to give an embarrassed reply to what he was given. Snickering, Brosc slowly kissed down his neck from Suya’s nervous and embarrassed comment. “What? Have you never seen one of those or something?~” Before Brosc could tease Suya more about his reaction, Suya stormed off, and, smirking, Brosc followed right behind.

Pushing open the doors to a lavish room, Brosc glanced around Suya’s room with his mouth agape, taking a moment to waltz around the room with a hesitant smile as Suya flopped onto his bed with a groan. His bed was large and lavish and his room was a mess, something Brosc remembered semi-fondly in the bittersweet memories Brosc still held onto where Brosc and Suya laid down on Suya’s bed and talked with books, homework, and junk scattered across the floor. Brosc almost forgot how much of a workaholic Suya was until Brosc picked up and analyzed one of the papers strewn across Suya’s dark oak wood desk with a chuckle.

“Still interested?” Brosc repeated, tilting his head as he sat the paper down and turned back to Suya. Chuckling, Brosc stalked over to the bed, licking his lips, before he crawled on top of the man. Gently pinning his wrists to the bed with one hand and grabbing his face with the other, Brosc pressed a deep, passionate kiss to Suya’s lips to indicate his lust. Brosc pulled away from the kiss slowly and teasingly. “Does that answer your question?~”

Before Suya could respond, Brosc pressed another kiss to his lips while his hand smoothed down Suya’s side. Brosc tugged at the shirt with slight annoyance before breaking away with a small gasp. “Let’s get this off of you, agreed?” Lifting up the crop top and tossing it aside, Brosc looked Suya’s chest up and down, greedily feeling him up as Suya’s skin was graced by a soft pink lighting. Wait… what? Pink lighting?

Shit!

As Brosc’s hands gave off a soft glow, Brosc panicked and bit harshly into Suya’s neck and hoped to distract him long enough that Brosc’s glowing pink palms went unnoticed as he hid one hand in his hair and the other in his pants. Thanks to Brosc’s ability, his hands would give off a small luminosity as a little way of graciously letting him know when his body had consumed the most amount of… “energy” his body could hold as possible. It was more of an annoyance than anything. Thus, this is why Brosc tended to wear gloves in bars like the one Suya and him just left, but he must have forgotten to grab them. Brosc kept his teeth sunken in Suya’s skin until he was sure the shimmer had faded when he let go and gently planted gentle kisses on the bite and gave a small hum, remembering that having fun with Suya should be his main focus and not his shitty powers.

“You’re hella pretty…,” Brosc whispered softly with a smirk, “but I think you would look even better with this—” Brosc tugged at Suya’s pants— “off…~"

Tatsuya

Tatsuya was dying of embarrassment on his bed and he had to restrain the urge to get a pillow and scream into it out of sheer annoyance. That was so annoying that his father figure has saw him, ugh, he wouldn't live that down for ages knowing Emerson. He let out a huff of annoyance at the future teasing, and he didn't register Brosc coming over and he looked up to see his rather smug looking face. And he raised an interested brow at the short response he got, or rather the lack of it. But then he was surprised when the other male climb on top of him. He also didn't except the smirk, nor the pinning of his wrists. Now, usually any guy he had that did that would be getting bit considering he didn't trust everyone with that rather intimate position, and find night stands aren't all trustworthy. But this was Brosc, who's known him since diapers, and who he trusted with his life. But then he was met with a kiss, and it was rather passionate and demanded, and he had leaned into it but then was disappointed when he was teased away from it. And he gave a small huff at the teasing, but then grew a bit cheeky saying, " Hm. I don't know. I think you-" he was beginning but was cut off by a kiss which led to a muffled mpfh at it.

He was so distracted with Brosc that he didn't even realize he had lost his shirt. But he had given a short giggle at the annoyance he had for a moment, and had planted small kisses to soothe him. And he pressed closer to Brosc, his kisses demanding and searing as he roughly kissed the male, and brought him closer to him. He didn't notice anything off, but he gave out a sharp hiss at the sudden attack on his neck. And at that response, he had dug his nails along the exposed back of Brosc. It most likely would definitely be leaving a mark on his back, and he had to wince a bit because it was a bit uncomfortable but it wasn't that bad. He then gave a small hum as the soft kisses were planted on the bite.
At the mention of him being pretty he have a small smile and then then a rather mischievous smile se he leaned up a bit, looking at the male before him saying, "Oh? Well I think you should do something about it then." He said with a flirtatious tone and a sly grin.

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To say the night, catching up with Brosc, was wonderful was an understatement. It was extremely delightful and though he was still a bit sore he had had some good fun. He was currently in the shower and finishing up washing his hair. The lavender scented shampoo and conditioner along with assortments of oil's permeating through the air. And after finishing washing his hair and body, he got out the shower and wrapped a towel around his body and then one around his hair. And then afterwards grabbed a big comb and his blow dryer. And going out he went to his side on the bed and plugged up the blow dryer and placed the comb down and went and grabbed some heat protectant and other things for his hair. He then went to his closet, and the love bites on his shoulders, arms, and legs could be seen on his body in the light, and he put on a comfortable pink robe and pink slippers.

It took a minute for him to blow dry his hair , and braided it into two Dutch braids . And afterwards he put a bonnet on his hair to protect its precious looks.

And he gave Brosc a quick peck on his lips, and then left the room to go downstairs. He practically glided down the stairs and made his way to the kitchen ; where two plates of chicken and waffles with fries were already down there and hot. A soft smile came to his face as he got the honey, hot sauce, and ketchup for the food. And with an expert balance he carried all items back up the stairs and to the room. And he placed the plates on some dinner trays. And then rifled for the remote, and he then got back on the bed with a content smile.

Brosc had been laying backdown and he noticed the other's scars. And unconsciously he slowly traced them with a gentleness and a soft smile on his face saying, " You know, Emerson told me something one day, I had gotten a pretty nasty scar on my thigh, as you saw, and I was scared it would make me undesirable. " he said with a sort of sadness at the memory, " he told me: ' Scars are a part of life that we get even if we don't want them, they mean we lived or survived an event, and that we grew stronger because of it. It is not a sign of weakness but of strength.' " he spoke softly, and then he trailed down a few kisses down the back of him and then went back to focusing on putting on a show.

" So, what movie are we gonna fall asleep to. "