“You want anything to eat?”

“No.”

“Thirsty?”

“Nope.”

There was a momentary silence on Ruki’s behalf where he simply watched Reita concentrate on shifting his fingers over the handle of the guitar in rapid succesion before tugging impatiently on his pant leg. “Want to have sex?”

“No“

“Reita stop playing that damn game and pay attention to me! I asked you the same question about an hour ago, what the hell is so interesting about that fucking thing?!”

“Can‘t I‘m almost beating Slash.”

Ruki nearly had it at that point but once Reita blatantly ignored him in favor of the game he tore the power chord connecting the game console to the back of the television set. The entire screen freezing before showing up as nothing but fuzzy lines as Reita watched all of his hard work go to waste at the wrath of a jealous vocalist. It wasn’t just the fact that Ruki had tore out the chord from the wall to shut his game off but the fact he had done it during the very crucial minutes where he had his opponent down and could nearly taste sweet victory. He was playing on fucking expert against Slash and almost had it but Ruki had stomped on his chance for glory…as well as set it ablaze before pissing the fire out.

“…….my…my game data.”

“You‘re lucky I don‘t throw that shit out of the window and---”

Fingers messily gripped along the collar of his shirt as Reita caught him off guard, pulling him the ground where they wrestled for a few five minutes in an attempt to buck the other off or bite at any exposed limb of flesh. Ruki tried to wriggle from underneath the taller man but Reita was just too heavy and given an obvious strength advantage that over powered the vocalist. They tussled for a few moments until Reita finally got his hands locked around both of Ruki’s wrists to pin them to the floor and tear at the redhead’s jeans so that they exposed a bit of the vocalist’s hip. Ruki eyed Reita for a moment, feeling the tension thicken until he felt a distinctive pressure of teeth bite at the exposed patch of flesh before groaning at the slight wince of pain. It would have been a turn on if they weren’t engaged in a fight and Reita wasn't still pissed about losing all of his game data.

“You know I really hate you.”

“Why because I‘m leaving you hanging…you‘re a real masochist Ruki? You like it.”

He huffed indignantly before trying to nudge Reita off with his hip but the taller man wasn’t moving and he thought he’d have the decency to leave him to wallow in agony but the blonde thought otherwise. Nearly smiling at the prominent denting of material; if Ruki thought he was going to go without a little revenge then he was horribly wrong because the vocalist deserved it after having successfully ruined his game play. He switched both of Ruki’s wrists over into one palm, leaving free reign for his right, as he pushed the material of Ruki’s shirt a little farther upwards along his torso to reveal his lower abdomen.

“R-reita what are you doing?”

“Nothing.”

He grinned once a drawled out moan broke the air as he lathed his tongue over the slightly bruised area he’d bitten a few moments prior, circling the slightly ruptured flesh before running the wet muscle along Ruki’s pelvic bone. Teeth dragging along the skin; he could feel the shifting of muscles beneath the thin film of flesh whenever he’d traced over a particular sensitive spot on Ruki’s body. Teasing the vocalist by nipping at his stomach and coming dangerously close towards the source of the red head’s discomfort.

It was almost unfair that Reita was going to such lengths to tease him after doing something so mundane as to lose just a few hours worth of game data that he could most likely get back in a few days. He refused to admit that he deserved it but Reita wasn’t too far off the bat from calling him a masochist because in truth it turned him on when Reita got angry. Ruki found himself doing it on purpose a few occasions and it seemed Reita had caught on. Any other plausible thought considering his previous musings had been shattered as soon as he’d felt the cool contrast of fingers against the heated flesh between his legs. Reita had somehow managed to unfasten his pants as he stood in deep thought and begin to torture him by using painfully slow strokes.

“R-reita…” He gasped a shallow ounce of breath, reeling closer towards the source of the touch, as Reita pressed his tongue teasingly against the blunt surfacing of his cock before sliding it along the underside of the engorged flesh.

Fingers nearly biting into his wrists as Reita refused to let him go from his stationary position on the floor as he continued to tease him. He could feel lips press gently towards the tip before a consuming warmth engulfed the entire expanse of his cock, constricting, and gradually beginning to slip upwards before going back down. Teeth scraping along the way as Reita bobbed his head slowly whilst trying his hardest to keep Ruki pinned and the vocalists hips permanently in place. He couldn’t help grinning around the slick piece of flesh as breathy moans continued to pour out from the vocalist and occasionally rising in volume whenever he pressed the flat of his tongue at his underside. Hips rocking gently against the action as best they could considering Ruki’s position but he nearly lost it once the feeling of Reita forcing him farther down his throat came up.

“Reita, Reita, please let me touch you…God I‘m sorry I fucked your game data up.”

His apology seemed to suffice so the moment Reita had let his wrists go he immediately supported himself on one of his elbows to watch while the other hand dug hastily into the blonde’s hair. Pulling at the root and massaging along the scalp as Reita continued pleasure him. One particular hard suction accompanied by a scraping of teeth was enough to send him into orgasm as well as leave a few bruises along Reita’s left shoulder from the force of his finger nails. He just rode the sensation out, swallowing a large amount of air, before lazily engaging in a kiss. Ruki could taste the trace remains of semen and that faint hint of cinnamon that was solely Reita.

“You going to be good now?”

“Hmm…yeah.”

“Good then you can make it up to me by buying me a new memory card and guitar. I think if I start now I can get back those five hours of game play.”

Ruki couldn’t help groaning but he in fact owed Reita that much, especially after such a mind blowing blow job on the other man’s behalf. Really he couldn’t be mad. “Alright but before you get to playing that damn game again let me take care of you for a minute.”

“Can‘t complain about that.” Reita smiled into the leisure kiss before feeling Ruki press his palm underneath the waist band of his pants, he could afford a few hours with the vocalist after all.