AN: This chapter exists bc I have no self-control. It's just pure personal brainrot. If you don't wanna' read it, it doesn't necessarily move the plot forward lol. acInspired by Keep Riding Me - ur pretty
Choso's body trembled as he sat on the edge of the sleeper sofa. He couldn't focus on anything, twiddling his thumbs impatiently while waiting for Geto's arrival.
Though he had been expecting it, Choso's intense focus on trying to distract himself caused Geto's arrival to startle him - Geto closing the door silently behind him while maintaining intense eye contact.
"Did he see you?" Choso asked cautiously and in a hushed whisper.
"No," Geto gave a quick, one worded reply in monotone. He stayed standing in front of the door and Choso stood from his seat. The two stared at one another quietly for another few moments.
"You don't have to do this, you know?" Choso reminded his former partner as he slowly came closer to his tall frame.
Choso's closeness forced Geto to look down at the smaller man. The two had quite the height difference, Choso at 5'9" and Geto at 6'3". If he really wanted to, Geto could snap Choso in half.
"I know," Geto looked down without moving his head. Choso did the same, looking up through low, serious eyelids. "Do you have anything here?"
"Considering I permanently left, everything is here...somewhere in this mess," Choso left Geto's side for a moment, stepping over the piles of clothing and other random articles that littered the floor since he moved into the space. "Yeah...this one," Choso motioned to one of his suitcases. Geto walked over to him, also stepping over the mess.
The pair looked down at the case which was filled to the brim with the secrets Choso had hidden in his closet back at home. Geto didn't hesitate to bend down, picking up one of the articles and looking at Choso with a smirk. Choso's tough expression didn't waver, but his cheeks managed to heat up - flushing a cute shade of pink.
"You're top this time," Choso mumbled, looking away from Geto's figure.
"You know what you have to do then," Geto blinked slowly, keeping his upper lids low as he held the restraints in his hands.
Choso nodded and began undressing. Geto watched carefully, eyes studying every muscle and curve of his former lover's body. It was something he hadn't seen in quite some time but it was oh so familiar when he finally laid eyes. Geto felt the subtle twitch at his waistband as Choso's underwear fell to his ankles, revealing his limp length and the bits of metal that were pierced through it.
He laid back on the mattress, arms and legs splayed in preparation for Geto to secure them with some of the rope he had stored in the suitcase.
Considering the bed was a sleeper sofa and had neither a head nor footboard, Geto used longer pieces to tie Choso's wrists and ankles to the metal legs of the bed. Choso's body began shivering in delicious anticipation, heart beating quickly as he kept focus on his partner's movements. He watched longingly as Geto pulled his t-shirt over his head and kicked his shorts from around his ankles; the two of them now both completely nude.
"We don't want any noises from you either," Geto had moved back to the suitcase, pulling out a gag and attaching it securely in Choso's mouth. "Don't want Satoru to find out what we're doing or he'll get pissed at me."
Choso felt spit begin to pool in the back of his throat from the gag, his body struggling to swallow. He had ignored Geto's comment about Satoru. It no longer mattered, this was all just a temporary distraction.
Before pulling away, Geto placed a single lingering kiss on Choso's forehead before moving onto the mattress between his legs. This was not without grabbing the bottle of lubricant that sat on the nearby end table. He applied it liberally to his hands.
Choso breathed heavily as he hungrily watched Geto stroke himself hard. Geto's eyes never leaving his partner's. He watched carefully, noticing Choso's own cock had started to slightly twitch to life. He smirked at the movement, lips slightly twitching with anticipation. He knew he had to hold back to savor the moment, knowing this would likely be the last time with Choso - this already being an unexpected treat.
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