Byakuran

He wanted more time to play with Shouichi, but he didn't want the other miss his flight, especially since he was being so alleviating. Byakuran made sure his mark was clearly defined by his teeth before withdrawing.

"All right, Shou-chan~" He said in a sing song tone which was completely opposite from his action next.He pinned them both to the couch,hovering over the other as he unzipped Shouichi's pant revealing the underwear underneath."...we'll make this quick."

The mafioso simply tugged down the other's pants and tossed it aside in a matter of seconds,working on removing his.

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Shouichi yelped when Byakuran suddenly flipped them so that he was lying down on the couch. But it was soft, and didn't hurt the least bit, and the subordinate obediently lifted his hips when his boss tried to get his pants off. When Byakuran got off him to strip, goosebumps immediately appeared on the Japanese's legs. The man always kept his office cold.

"Are we...right here?" Shouichi asked, unconsciously rubbing his thighs together for some warmth. It made quite a sight, should Byakuran look. And the question was probably odd, considering they were already half-naked. It wasn't like Shouichi had never been taken on this couch either. But Byakuran didn't hide lube in his office...at least, Shouichi hadn't known him to.

"Do you have any...ah..." He trailed off, blushing furiously, at the sight of Byakuran's naked length.

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"Oh? Would Shou-chan rather we do this on my desk? That's kind of scandalous." The white haired haired man purred his pants lowered and disgared just as quickly. It was one of those days, the commander decided to go without underwear. Perfect day for it.

The room was slightly cold, but hadn't really noticed it till now, seeing Shouichi rub his thighs together to get warmth. It was kind of erotic, watching it. Skin against skin.

At the question, Byakuran tilted his head."...lube?" He supposed he did have some...somewhere. He began to fish under the cushion with his hand. He found various things candies, new or half eaten, some reports he stuffed there, a hand held game was stashed there as well, more candy...and then he found it. A vial of strawberry flavored lube. He looked at it curiously as he squeezed some into his hand."...I wonder if it really tastes like strawberry."

The reddish gel cool on his fingers, but he warmed it within his own hand before spreading over the red head's entrance."...I guess Shou-chan can't take me dry,yet. That means we haven't screwed each other nearly enough. We need to fix that, Shou-chan."

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Shouichi watched Byakuran root underneath the couch cushions, and his eyes narrowed as the man's hand re-emerged with what could only be lubrication. The ginger had no delusions about being his only lover, but that didn't mean he had to like the idea that Byakuran often fucked other people in his office. His expression darkened a little, even as he spread his legs for the man.

The jealousy soon fell away to pleasure and anticipation though, and Shouichi sighed as Byakuran's fingers passed over his entrance. "When I get back..." was the empty promise, as he wrapped his hands around his and Byakuran's arousal, stroking both of them to full hardness.

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Byakuran paused and he groaned, feeling that familiar hand on his cock,stimulating him to full arousal. His hardness already aching, wanting to be inside of the other. But that couldn't be possible yet, Shouichi wasn't prepared yet.So the mafioso went to work as well, pushing his fingers into his right hand man, stretching the other for when he would eventually penetrate him.

Byakuran bent over Shouichi, lowering his head close to the other's."I'll hold you to it, Shou-chan." He crushed his lips against the other's soon after, his fingers digging deep and searching for the very thing that made the red head scream. The commander wanted to swallow those screams and mewls within his own being. His own pants from his lover's ministrations being devour within the darkness of Shouichi's mouth.

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Shouichi moaned into Byakuran's mouth, and then his back arched as the man's fingers brushed against the bundle of pleasurable nerves deep inside of him. Shouichi's hand tightened around their cocks, his scream lost somewhere inside their kiss. His tongue sought out his lover's almost desperately as he pushed back against those fingers, his passage clenching around them and sucking the digits in.

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Shouichi's scream was inaudible, but delcious as felt the vibrations of it through his mouth. His tongue lashed at the Red head's, dancing with it as the other frantically twisting with his own.

He felt his fingers sinking deeper into the other, being swallowed in that tight, hot space. If it was doing that, then Shouichi was ready to take him. But Byakuran wanted to tease him a little more before that. He pressed into the prostate again,making the other's body a slave to the pressure of that sensitive spot.

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When Byakuran pressed down hard against his prostate, Shouichi couldn't hold back. His own body's reactions were out of his control as he broke the kiss, groaning out loud into the cold air of Byakuran's office. Although it wasn't soundproofed specifically for this purpose, it was a good thing that it was. Shouichi could be rather loud and shameless when he was lost in pleasure.

"Byakuran-san..nnn...now."

Shouichi let go off their cocks in favor of fully lying back down on the couch, spreading his legs and bracing his feet against the leather. Basically offering himself to the man before him, the blush high on his cheeks and his chest also red underneath the shirt he still wore.

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A grin spread across the white haired sky's face. By now he knew what kind of buttons to push to get the most agreeable reaction from Shouichi. But this....this had Byakuran thinking that perhaps the redhead had something similar in mind. Did he anticipate that coming here,to his office, he would be doing something like this with him? Probably not, Shouichi didn't think like that and Byakuran doubted he had his guardian so wrapped around his finger.

Well with such a display, a pleasant eagerness, how could he deny him. The White Spell commander removed his fingers from inside the other, and replaced them by pushing his harden cock against the ring of muscle. He doesn't hesitate, pushing through and feeling the redhead underneath him yield for him.

Byakuran inhaled sharply, feeling himself being surrounded by the familiar warmth that was Shouichi, and shivering at the wall of muscles pushing against him snugly.Did Shouichi really have to leave so soon?"...what time is your flight again, Shou-chan?" The leader of the White Spell asked, his voice breathy.

He finally pushed all the way inside, filling the other's ass up, before moving his hips, moving in and out.

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He was asking him this? Now?? It took several moments for Shouichi to remember the exact time of his flight, and when he did it came out as a moan. He clutched at Byakuran's shoulders as the man pushed into him, his hold not relaxing the least bit when his best friend pulled out. No, he hadn't anticipated this happening when he came in here, but that didn't mean the likelihood didn't occur to Shouichi. This was their last chance to be together after all.

And oh, they would be together. Wrapping his legs around Byakuran's waist, he lifted himself to meet the next thrust, allowing the man's length to drive deeper into him. Connecting them in such a way that would be difficult to tell where one ended and the other began. Shouichi keened and gasped with pain, tears pricking his eyes behind his glasses. Pain was the best way to brand one's mind and memory. And if Byakuran-san wanted his body to remember him clearly....

"Haa--there!" Shouichi gasped, seeing white as the head of his lover's cock struck his core. His hands scrabbled around the albino's shoulders, gripping hard enough for his knuckles to turn white.

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"...S-shou-chan." Byakuran's breath hitched as he felt the red head moving with him. Matching his own pace with his own variation that somehow completed their act. Like a continuous meeting of their bodies. It felt good. Too good.

The head of his cock hit that bundle of nerves, sending the Ginger into a frantic and the commander threw his head back as he felt the other's inside squeezing and pulsating around him. His hands grabbed on to each cheek of the sun guardian's ass, gripping them so hard that his nails dug in to the pale flesh, making flaring half moon indents there.

From there he drilled himself into the writhing ginger, accurately hitting that point over and over. The only sounds that could be heard was their heavy breathing, the sound of flesh slapping against each other and of course those plentiful mewls coming from Shouichi's lips. It was truly intoxicating. The white haired sky even started to lick up the tears of pleasure that rolled down Shouichi's face, tastier than any sweet he's ever eaten.

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Shouichi's eyes slipped close as he felt Byakuran lick at his cheeks. With the man's hands holding his ass so tightly, there was little he could do but let him thrust into him repeatedly. Not that he had any brain cells left to do much else. Each thrust hit his prostate perfectly, creating white explosions behind his closed eyelids.

"Haa...haa..."

Shouichi shuddered violently after one particular thrust, and his hands relaxed from their deathgrip around Byakuran's shoulders. They slid down the man's chest to his stomach, and then between their legs where their bodies met. His fingers brushed Byakuran's cock briefly when it slid out of him, before wrapping around his own.

"I'm...nnnn...close," he rasped out, twisting his hands and jerking himself off, trying to find a rhythm that would match Byakuran's movements inside him.

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Byakuran was pretty close as well. He could feel his release building up inside of him. His head lolled back, eyes closing in ecstasy, feeling the Ginger's insides pulsate every time he hit that nerve. The other's body really knew how to get him going.

"...cum..."He placed his mouth to the other's ear again, breath coming in pants as he egged Shouichi's release. He stopped slamming into his subordinate, and instead, applied a constant pressure to that point. Grinding the head of his cock against it."...cum...for...me."

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As if he wasn't so close to his climax already, the sudden new sensations was all too much. The feeling of Byakuran's cock against his prostate, the man's breath against his ear and those words...Shouichi came hard, his ass squeezing Byakuran's cock to the point of being painful and staining his Millefiore uniform top with his cum.

"You too..." he breathed, touching Byakuran's face with his dirty fingers as he willed his body to relax. To loosen enough for Byakuran to move but remain tight enough to give him the utmost pleasure.

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Byakuran felt the other's inner walls tightening around, squeezing his own erection and milking his own climax out of him. The mafioso leaned into the other's soiled hands as they touched his face. His body tensed, and he was following Shouichi into euphoria, his hot, creamy seed spill against the other's prostate and filling up the other's ass with his essence.

He placed his head on Shouichi's shoulder feeling the afterglow take him. He felt like he was literally floating. It was an amazing feeling,one he had has feel dozens of times before, but never grew tired of. Recovering he nuzzled the other's neck, pressing his lips against them. He then raised his head up higher as he pulled out of the ginger.

"How about another round, Shou-chan?" Byakuran offered, and without waiting for a response he's already lifting the other's leg over his shoulder, making his body turn to the side. The millfiore leader pushed himself into Shouichi,the other's insides hot, and sticky with his cum."...You still have time~."

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Shouichi groaned long and low as Byakuran spilled himself inside of him. No matter how many times they did this, he could and would never understand how something that was essentially disgusting by nature could feel so amazing. The other's seed inside of him felt so wonderful, hot and slick and comforting, making him feel pleasantly full. He could feel some of the cum spilling out of his ass and sliding down his crack, and that felt wonderful too.

"Nnn..."

He sighed as Byakuran dropped himself on top of him, almost petting the man's hair before remembering the seed on his own fingers. Pressed up like that against him though, his boss probably got the stain on his uniform too. They really should have taken them off first. Shouichi was thankful he had his band shirt underneath, though he wondered what kind of rumors would come from walking out of this office with uniform top folded underneath an arm.

"Ah-!"

Lost in his thoughts and post-sex stupor, the technician gasped as his lover suddenly pulled out of him. His eyes glazed over with lust and pleasure as the movement caused more spent to spill out, and Shouichi barely heard the other's question. He gave a yelp when Byakuran suddenly moved him however, his eyes growing impossible wide as the man entered him again. The new position allowed the man to slide in deeper, the cum inside Shouichi slicking the way.

"No! Byakuran-san--aah!"

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Byakuran slipped into Shouichi easily, the other was already slick from his release, so it was easy for him to go deeper the second time around. The other's insides were even warmer than before, even more inviting. He arched his back, gripping the arm of his couch to support him."No?" He questioned.

A hand coming up to Shouichi's uniform top and he unzips the zipper, opening it up and revealing his t-shirt underneath. He then pushed the t-shirt up revealing the other's stomach. His hand smoothing over the other's flat stomach. before lowering and taking a hold of the other's limp cock."...Don't you mean, 'yes, please'?"

He began to moved his hips, sliding out and slamming back inside. These were their last moments together. In the same room. Naked against each other. Was it such a crime to reap all the benefits while he could? Of course it was, and that's why Byakuran was doing it. He'll make sure with this encounter, Shouichi would have him engraved in his mind. No one else will be able to satisfy him.

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"Haa...no..." Shouichi breathed, even as his cock started to harden at the slightest touch from Byakuran's hand. His body wasn't resisting the length pounding into him either, sucking it in even, his walls pulsating around the member. Shouichi groaned, unsure if he was shivering from the pleasure or the sudden cold air on his chest. Maybe both.

"Byakuran-san...Byakuran..san..." He kept repeating the other's name like a mantra, a cry for each thrust the man made inside him. The entire couch was shaking and squeaking with their movements but he didn't care, keening over the sounds it made with pleasure. His hands reached up towards his boss, grabbing whatever he could of the man's uniform.

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Spanner stood in front of the leader of the Millefiore's office. He really doesn't want to deal with the man he must rather stay in the garage and work on his new toys. Still he knew well enough to defy an order would result in have a personal visit, he preferred to avoid that. So that thought brought him here as he stared at the door.

In his normal jumpsuit he was covered in oil, dirt and general filth; that happened when you worked on machines though. With a lollipop between his lips he rose a hand and knocked on the door before opening it.

"...need me?"

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"Come in, Spanner-san~" Byakuran called to the door.

He was lounging on his couch as usual. He doesn't acknowledge the mechanic as he walked in, his attention was on a handheld game that he was amusing his self with. Of course, the conqueror of worlds wouldn't be doing real work.

Slowly he turned to the blonde, noticing his messy appearance. A sore thumb within his pristine, white and sterile office. Regardless, he still regarded the other with a smile. He was a friend of Shouichi's, and also he was building those useful moscas for him."I just wanted to know how your progress is coming with King Mosca. And also, you'll be accompanying Shou-chan to Japan, right?"

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In his normal pace he entered the office and shut the door behind him, not sure what was going to be asked or not. With how some of the people were here they would try to listen in whenever they could. Honey eyes moved from the door to the man amusing himself with the game. If he didn't know better he would think Byakuran was an idiot most of the time, many that met him at first might think so...but assuming that was a big mistake.

The last think he cared about was how clean he looked in the man's office he didn't have to come up here. He could have been working right now. At the question he shrugged softly and rubbed his neck. "Ah...it's coming along, I was working on it when you called." He paused to think, did he say he was going? "Yeah...why?"

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Byakuran listened to Spanner but for a while, he wasn't listening to his words. Later they flowed into his mind as if the intake was delayed. Rather, Byakuran was in his thoughts as the mechanic spoke. His mind racing with thoughts of this grease monkey being close friend to Shouichi. It was true. The blond was the best mechanic. It was no wonder the Mosca line soared the way it did because of his enthusiasm and expertise. Spanner was definitely an asset he couldn't lose.

Still....

"Well I am the supreme commander, it's my job to know what each and everyone person under my legion is doing, don't you think so, Spanner-san?" He questioned the other, but the white haired mafioso wasn't expecting an answer, or listening for one.

"And since you're going to Japan, my eyes won't be able to watch you. I trust Shou-chan to keep all of you in line while you are there, but..." Byakuran tossed his handheld game to the side and stood from the couch, his body straight and still facing away from Spanner."There's nothing wrong with using a scare tactics to ensure your loyalty to me~."

Byakuran knew that Spanner held loyalty to Shouichi, and a large degree to his work. But the mafioso wasn't sure about where he stood. Was the mechanic loyal to him and his goal? He was building moscas for him, but that wasn't enough.

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The blonde simply stared at his 'leader' as he moved the lollipop between his lips from one side of his mouth to the other side. He knew the other didn't listen to him fully he in all honesty could have gone into full tech talk, but he doubted it would really matter to Byakuran. All he cared for an answer was a simple and to the point one plus the mechanic wasn't fond of wasting time or his breath.

When the other stood he remained still, hands in his pockets as he watched with an unamused look on his face. Spanner's main reason for allegiance was that he got to be near Shouichi and he got access to funds which allowed him to make new machines. Despite this he wasn't stupid enough to admit he didn't care much for the white haired man.

Spanner gave the other an interested look when he spoke of scare tactics. Threats from Byakuran were not something to be lightly in any aspect. So for a few moments he remained quiet. "...Scare tactics?"

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"Mmhmmm~" Byakuran hummed sweetly. His mouth curving into a small smile and his eyes closed into slits. It was hard to read Byakuran with such a face. Especially if during situations like this. He then laughed cheerfully. "That's what I said, Spanner-san, scare tactics!"

He turned his body fully to the blond, amethyst eyes peeking through his dark lashes. His purple eyes boring into the mechanic intensely, showing that he was extremely serious in his claim. The Supreme commander strolled over to the mechanic, hands still in his pockets and he makes no move to touch Spanner. However, he does circle around him as if he was the vulture, and Spanner , his prey."...I would hate for something unfortunate to happen. Something that would prevent you from doing your passion."

He then stopped in his tracks, standing directly behind the mechanic." It's not every day that people get to do what they dream of. Most people never accomplish their goals. That's why the people who do, should be more appreciative of the opportunities they've been given."

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