Blooming in All Beauty upon a Single Touch

It’s so goddamn annoying… What the hell is Kyo’s problem? If this is his new way of annoying the redhead, then congrats! The Kusanagi heir is succeeding it. Or so Iori thinks and crashes into the couch, anxiously waiting for His Majesty to enlighten him with his presence.

Earlier, on the same evening. It seems the peace in the study room of Yagami’s apartment is disturbed by a ringing phone.

Just what fool is asking for trouble? The redhead wonders while having no choice but to check his phone.

After picking it up from his pants pocket, he notices that it is none other than the Kusanagi heir.

Thus, without a second thought, he answers. “What do you want?”

After a brief pause, the brunette replies in a slightly nervous tone. “… Can I come to your place? I need someone’s company to distract me from thoughts.”

Iori narrows his gaze and sits back in the office chair. “Then why don’t you ask any of your annoying friends or your stupid girlfriend for that?”

However, all he can hear is Kyo sighing and staying quiet for a few moments.

Perhaps he struck the brunette into a painful spot, and now he just wants to use Iori as a stress relief toy. Whatever it is now makes the redhead curious, and he patiently waits for his partner to say anything.

Finally, Kyo responds in a sensibly gloomy tone. “… I want to talk with you about something in private, if that is okay with you.”

In the end, Iori closes his eyes and exhales. “Fine. Where should I pick you up?”

“It might be better if this time I come by my bike. So, give me less than thirty minutes, and I’ll let you know when I’m here.”

For now, the redhead says straightforwardly. “You’re hiding something from me, aren’t you? Then I’ll be waiting for you, Kyo.”

“… I guess I’ll see you by then. Bye.” Kyo replies in a low-key tone.

After the brunette ends the call, Iori stares at his phone screen and wonders whether his partner is only setting up for a prank or throwing a tantrum like a spoiled little brat. On the other hand, if that is the case, he’ll spank the Kusanagi heir until his butt is red and sore.

After a while, Iori unlocks the apartment door and sees the concerned-looking brunette, who holds onto the strap of his bag.

Surely, it makes the Kusanagi heir look like a small sad kitten with big eyes. There’s a fresh-looking bruise on his cheek too.

More so, even if it is a chill evening outside, the brunette only wears an open dark leather jacket, a thin t-shirt, and tight jeans. And, of course, his signature gloves with his family crest.

Despite that, the redhead prompts Kyo to come in, and soon he locks the apartment door.

A few minutes later, after Iori offers Kyo to sit on the couch, he crosses his arms and asks with a straight face. “So, what are you up to this time?”

However, Kyo averts his gaze and stays quiet for a couple of moments.

Upon looking back at the redhead, he confesses as if he had committed a serious crime. “I’ve recently broken up with Yuki, and it was a pretty nasty mess.”

Good riddance; that fucking woman is finally gone. Iori thinks while his face remains like a stone’s.

Now, his gaze points at Kyo’s bruised cheek. “Ah, I can see that...”

After exhaling and lowering his shoulders, he replies, “You came here expecting me to pity you? Don’t make me laugh, you fool.” And cracks a mocking smile. “So, why don’t you ask anyone else to soothe it for you?”

“That’s not it!” The brunette immediately objects while making big eyes.

Holding his arm, he lowers his gaze and adds. “… All you need to know is I’m not the same as before NESTS thing and because of it, I want you to stop chasing after me. I… I started noticing that you also look at me a bit more differently than usual. If I didn’t know you, I may swear you may have caught feelings for me or something… I may be wrong, though. But please stop it! Leave me alone! Because of my new body, I’ve already failed as a successor of the clan, and you too would call me a freak or delusional.”

Surely, it makes the redhead’s blood boil, and he tightly clenches his fists until his nails sink into his palms.

Hell, this intimidating man even starts growling, and his eyelid is twitching.

Of course, he itches to grasp the Kusanagi heir’s face, slam him on the ground, and then roughly shake him by his shoulders. On the other hand, part of Kyo’s confession piqued his interest.

That’s why he decides to beat the answers out of Kyo.

Now, Iori cracks his knuckles. “Say it again right into my face instead of muttering like a coward, Kyo.”

Having no choice, the brunette returns his unsure gaze to his partner. “My body is different, and it was enough for that breakup and being accused of being a creep, cheater, and stuff. So, you will either hate me or laugh at me too… That’s what I wanted to tell you.”

Lastly, he gets up and is about to turn around. “So, I guess I should be going—"

“Are you running away? Show it to me.” Iori interrupts with a strict demand.

At first, Kyo doubts. After nervously swallowing the saliva, he warns. “I have warned you. But I guess showing you this alone is enough to convince you.”

After closing his eyes, the Kusanagi heir holds onto the hem of his t-shirt and lifts it.

Meanwhile, Iori raises his eyebrow at seeing several layers of elastic bandage tightly wrapped around his chest.

Just what the hell is that all about? If he is just stressing about some ugly scar left… What a dramatic fool. The redhead wonders.

As he watches Kyo removing the bandage layer after a layer, his poker face cracks.

After all, the brunette’s chest only seems to be increasing by the loosening bandage. He seems to be more and more relieved from escaping from this wrapping.

Finally, after Kyo drops the elastic bandage, he lowers his shoulders and exhales.

Meanwhile, Iori is unable to remove his eyes from his partner’s upper body.

Despite Kyo now shyly looking at him and pressing his arm against his bloating chest, the redhead can clearly see that those are not just pectoral muscles. Those look too succulent and soft to be only that.

The longer Iori is glued to the Kusanagi heir’s chest area, Kyo turns his head away and whimpers. “It’s not normal, I know.”

After immediately lowering his t-shirt, he closes his eyes and explains. “At first, I thought that maybe I was just too malnourished when I was kept in the lab and how now I’m just getting some weight back. However, even if I were back on my usual training routine, these didn’t reduce, and it only got worse. So, for whatever reason, my chest started to ache once per month too. At first, I tried using duct tape, but it didn’t work. So, only seeing an ad for a discounted bandage like that, I gave it a try, and even if sometimes it feels it can crush my ribs or hurt to breathe, at least it makes me look normal.”

Iori cracks a nervous smile and chuckles. “And that’s all?”

Now, he strictly orders the brunette. “Sit. I need to check something.”

The redhead’s bold approach not only makes Kyo land on his bottom but bewilders him as well.

At that moment, he cannot remove his eyes from this unpredictable man. All that the Kusanagi heir can do is let his partner corner him and spread his legs with his knee until it touches his crotch.

Perhaps Yagami will finally keep his promise and finish him right here, right now.

Even when Iori leans closer and grabs his neck, the brunette is convinced it’ll be quick exiting from this world.

Lastly, Kyo impatiently waits for his partner’s next move.

To his surprise, instead of his windpipe getting crushed or him being choked by Iori’s flame, a palm slid under his t-shirt, alerting the brunette.

“Ya… Yagami?” The Kusanagi heir says in an unsure voice as the redhead lifts his t-shirt and reveals his chest.

Just when Kyo instinctively grasps the hem of it and is about to lower it, Iori grips his wrist and demands. “Let me see them.”

The brunette only turns his head away and closes his eyes. Of course, it’s embarrassing when his long-time rival stares at such a shameful area.

Slightly opening his amber eyes and noticing Iori’s eyes glued to his chest, Kyo complains. “I know it’s gross and unnatural. So, please stop it.”

“Gross – he says.” The redhead repeats, and adds with a smug look. “We’ll see about that.”

While gently holding his partner’s throat, his other palm cups one side of the Kusanagi heir’s breasts and squeezes it.

Certainly, it’s soft like a real thing. On the other hand, if it were some woman in front of him, it would not affect him at all, unlike now. To his surprise, he can swear Kyo is awakening something in him.

Even the way the Kusanagi heir closes his eyes and shakily respires upon such a touch is a breathtaking sight.

But now, he moves his hand from Kyo’s neck down to his shoulder and further examines his partner.

The longer he is groping the brunette’s chest, the more he realizes that under that squishy flesh lump, there are pectoral muscles.

While Iori is massaging his partner’s chest, Kyo lifts his elbow and covers his mouth, hoping to stay quiet. Although he only narrows his gaze while allowing this man to do as he pleases.

“So, you can feel it from there?” The redhead questions him and now taunts him in a deeper voice. “Do you also keep in secret how you love playing with your nipples like a filthy little whore? Is this why you came here? You want me to help you with that, huh?”

“The hell you’re talking about?” The brunette fires back in unusually sweet voice.

“Still playing innocent?” Iori mocks Kyo while he pinches his nipple and pulls it.

Suddenly, the brunette lifts his head and makes a lewd moan.

“See? You’re into that.” Iori remarks as he releases it.

“That’s... That’s not it!” The brunette whines while his partner continues to tease him.

However, the Kusanagi heir is becoming weaker just by mere nipple stimulation. Hell, he cannot hold back from making purring-like noises.

Surely, his partner’s struggling entertains Iori, and he chuckles. “You’re saying that when you’re like this. Even down there you’re getting excited.”

Now, he flicks Kyo’s erect nipple, making him let out more adorable sounds.

While continuing to stimulate this sensitive area and watching Kyo remain stubborn, he adds. “And you thought it would scare me away. Do not put me on the same level as that stupid woman.”

Finally, Iori removes his hand and orders him. “Pull down your pants and get on your knees.”

Surely, such a command makes Kyo widen his eyes. “Why?”

“You need to be disciplined." Iori briefly explains.

While making big eyes, the brunette negotiates with him. “Can you not? There are some things that you shouldn’t see... I've never shown it to anyone else, but you’ll hate me because I’m different now.”

“Are you on that same bullshit again? Do not test my patience, Kyo. Even if you were an unrecognizable lump of meat, I'd be only interested in you.” Iori confesses with a straight face.

After a short pause, Kyo feels he has no choice. After lowering his shoulders, he replies like having nothing to lose. “Then it was my final warning. So, it’s up to you what you’ll do with me knowing this.”

Now, he rests his hands on Iori’s chest and gently pushes him. “Can you move a bit?”

Without a saying, the redhead withdraws and watches his partner unbuckling his belt and unzipping his jeans.

Of course, the Kusanagi heir is timid at doing so, and it’s not something he expected ever to do. Especially not in front of Iori, of all people.

Perhaps Yagami sees him as nothing more than a sick pervert who loves flashing out. Or so the brunette assumes as he lifts his hips and grips his jeans and underwear.

Lastly, swallowing his pride and remaining sense of shame, Kyo shuts tightly his eyes and turns his head away. Now, he lowers these clothes and spreads his legs.

Certainly, when the Kusanagi heir mentioned that his body was different, that was the least thing Iori could imagine.

Yes, one thing is Kyo showing-off his semi-hard dick while another thing is… Apparently, he is been robbed from having his velvet sack. Instead there is something else which for the better or worse is not comprehensible for the redhead’s mind.

At that moment, Iori has mixed feelings varying from the boiling rage for whoever done this to Kyo, to euphoric as if the heaven gate has opened in front of him.

That’s right; under his manhood, the brunette has plump lower lips and a mildly twitching pinkish hole. Hell, no woman’s privates ever managed to make the blood rush down to Iori’s raging hard-on so instantly. It doesn’t help him at all that Kyo is purposely provoking him with such an inviting pose.

“So, this is how it is…” The redhead speaks up while containing his anger mixed with excitement.

Suddenly, Kyo keeps his legs close to cover his shame and just prepares for the worst.

Now, Iori adds, “So, you thought that after flashing out, you can just walk away and leave? That’s not how it works, you need to take the responsibility for once.” And gives another command. “Get on my lap and lift your butt.”

After the brunette opens his eyes and makes some space for his partner, he allows him to sit down.

When Iori makes himself comfortable, the brunette follows the given orders.

“Good boy. Now, let’s put your both mouths into a good use.” The redhead praises him and unzips his pants.

Upon pulling out his standing tall length, he smiles at Kyo’s bewildered face and announces. “Look what you have done. So, it’s all thanks to you.”

Meanwhile, Kyo understands what he has to do, but at the moment all he can do is stare at the massive, throbbing hard-on.

At first, he is hesitant, but soon, he gathers enough courage and grips Iori’s dick.

Surely, he may not be able to take it all or know where to start, but he is determined to make his partner to cum, even if he is only useful for that at least.

Besides, he doesn’t really mind it and as long as it is with Yagami, he will be fine. It just… He couldn’t imagine that Yagami to be into him. Or so the brunette thinks before he starts stroking his manhood.

Meanwhile, Iori observes how his partner is unsurely moving his hand with a determined look. Maybe it’s his first time. Who knows? But it’ll take ages to get off; that is for sure.

After rolling his eyes and exhaling, he casually suggests. “Do it the same way how you would usually getting off, you idiot.”

“Not everyone is only thinking with lower brain like you, Yagami.” The brunette fires back in an annoyed tone.

After taking a deep breath and nervously closing his eyes, Kyo forces himself to bring his mouth closer to Iori’s dick and takes as much as he can.

He knows that he is far from swallowing even half of his partner’s length and it’ll be physically impossible, but he decides to compensate it by using his hand. Perhaps that can do for now and hope Yagami won’t laugh at him.

Just you dare and I’ll roast you, you stupid idiot. Kyo grips tighter that vigorous cock and takes a deep breath before rushing to take it again until it hits his throat.

Surely, that makes him widen his eyes and almost gag. Fortunately, he overcomes this reflex and respires. Although he closes his eyes again.

During that time, Iori watches over how the Kusanagi heir is trying to figure out how to please him, he reminds him. “Just avoid using your teeth.”

Despite being tempted to chomp on his partner’s pride and put him into his place, Kyo holds back and instead, he grips Iori’s hard-on and starts moving his head.

“You never have done this with anyone else, have you?” The redhead anxiously asks him.

Instead of withdrawing his face from the current task, the brunette only briefly stops and then shakes his head. As if he’ll ever answer such an embarrassing yet obvious thing.

Strangely, Iori feels like a heavy boulder has been pushed from his chest whether his partner is honest or not.

Thus, his hand unconsciously moves toward Kyo’s head.

As soon as his palm lands on his partner, the brunette opens his eyes and lifts his gaze.

When Iori’s hand strokes his hair, Kyo lowers his shoulders and makes purring-like noises.

Nevertheless, the brunette narrows his gaze and continues working with his mouth.

“Good. Then I’ll give you a small reward.” Iori adds and he places other hand on his partner’s lower back.

When he slides it through the crack of Kyo’s buttocks and reaches his pussy, it alerts the brunette and he gasps.

More so, it’s enough for the brunette to withdraw his face and glance at his partner.

“What’s wrong? I’ll just test something.” The redhead explains before his fingers slip inside.

Surely, it’s enough to make the Kusangi heir whimper and lower his head.

“Does it hurt?” Iori calmly asks.

The brunette manages to answer in strangely sweet voice. “No… It’s just… It’s weird. How am I supposed to know that!”

“How about we find that out together?” The redhead says before he starts moving his fingers inside his partner.

As he explores Kyo’s insides, he is amused at how his fingers are soaked in no time. More so, hearing the adorable moans as his fingers move is like music to his ears.

“I barely did anything and you’re already wet. Is it really that good? Do you love when I play with your boypussy?” Iori addresses him without giving him a break.

Despite Iori fingering him with such fierceness and speed, the brunette seems to fail to keep his sweet voice down.

When he hangs his head down and grasps his partner’s lap, he fires back. “You… You stupid Yagami!~”

“Your upper mouth looks lonely. So, why don’t you do something about it?” Iori teases him.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” Kyo objects and before taking his partner’s hard-on into his mouth, he warns him. “Else your buddy down there will need a surgeon’s help.”

There is no way he can let Yagami make fun of him without any consequences or lose to him. So, the Kusanagi heir decides to let him taste his own medicine.

Although it’s difficult to concentrate on current task when Iori is messing with his privates.

This time, Kyo manages to take more deeply the redhead’s enormous cock. Nevertheless, as his partner’s manhood reaches down his throat, he instinctively sheds a tear while catching for his breath. After all, it may still take a while until he gets used to it.

He isn’t certain why would such a thought come to his mind. It’s not that he could even predict that he may commit such… such acts with someone like Yagami. Neither that his own weeping arousal would grow harder and feeling something warm running down his thigh while being at it.

Meanwhile, the brunette’s eagerness and his erotic moans arouses Iori even more and his poker face starts to crack. “You’re really into it. Do you want my cock so badly?”

Instead of saying anything, Kyo lifts his thrilled eyes before continuing sucking him off.

That’s not bad for a first-timer, yet he still needs to improve. The redhead covers his mouth with his elbow and narrows his gaze.

At this point, it might be a matter of seconds before he releases the building up load. On the other hand, he wants to see how the Kusanagi heir comes.

Eventually, Iori groans and sinks his fingers into Kyo’s hair. “… Enough.”

However, Kyo refuses listen to him. Or at least until Iori closes his eyes and pulls him away.

“Fuck! …” The redhead grunts, and his hot semen lands on the Kusanagi heir’s face.

Opening his eyes, he notices that Kyo is naturally surprised while regaining his breath.

Soon, the brunette sits on his knee close to his partner while his naked chest is bloating.

More so, the way how his fingertips tap on the cum all over his face and brushes it somehow seem to be erotic and cute at the same time. Although does the Kusanagi heir is even aware of what is he doing to Iori? Perhaps not… or at least not yet.

Just as Kyo unconsciously licks Iori’s seed from the corners of his lips, the redhead addresses him. “What are you doing? Spit it out.”

Unfortunately for him, the brunette swallows his load and stares at him as if he can barely comprehend what just happened.

A moment later, Kyo shuts his eyes and frowns at the bitter aftertaste. Hell, he even sticks his tongue out and turns his head away.

“What did I just tell you?” Iori facepalms and groans.

Now, he grabs the brunette’s chin and ensures he is facing him. “Here. Be glad that I’m taking care of you.”

While Kyo makes a curious look, he watches Iori leaning closer to him and using his shirt sleeve to wipe his face clean.

At this point, it’s no different than looking after the Kusanagi heir who has zero survival skills. A domestic cat who was raised in a loving home without knowing the harshness of the outdoors.

Hell, Kyo is talented to awaken something else in Iori. The redhead is cat person who will be never indifferent to any cat. And now like with any furry miracle, he feels the same strong urge to adopt the Kusanagi heir. Or so he thinks as he is finishing up cleaning Kyo’s face.

In the end, the redhead declares, “That’s it! You’re going with me.” And places his hands under his partner’s armpits like holding a large cat.

The brunette tilts his head. “What do you mean? Are you up to something no good, Yagami?”

“You may want to continue somewhere else.” Iori suggests.

Fortunately, it doesn’t take long for the Kusanagi heir to get what his partner means.

After averting his gaze, Kyo feels the warmth rushing to his cheeks. “Are you sure you want it? What if you may feel scammed?”

“So, you don’t want to? Then just fucking say so.” The redhead tells without hiding his frustration.

“It’s not it. I… I just don’t know if there’s anything I can do for you.” The brunette explains.

“You worry too much. Come or do you prefer being carried?” Iori replies before he wraps his arm around Kyo's shoulders while other under his thighs.

Soon, as he lifts the Kusanagi heir in his arms like some royalty, Kyo clings to him.

Even when the brunette senses what awaits him, he only rests his face against Iori's chest and feeling how dozens of butterflies are flapping their wings inside his stomach.

After getting into the bedroom, Iori lays Kyo on the bed and sits next to him.

For now, he only observes this alluring creature who seem to be entrusting his body to the redhead and looking at him with such love-thirsty eyes.

All he can do is being drawn closely to Kyo as if he is under his spell and corner him with one hand.

As his face is getting closer and closer to the brunette’s, it seems Kyo doesn’t mind whatever may happen next and only accepts it.

However, at the last moment, Iori manages to return to his senses and withdraw himself.

When he sits and turns his back to his partner, he tries to keep his voice. “I better find you undressed when I return. Unless you prefer me helping you with that.”

After Kyo half sits, he watches the redhead leaving the bedside, and tilts his head.

Iori defends himself while he is busy looking for something inside the nightdrawer next to the bed. “Who knows what else you might be hiding. So, just want to make sure you won’t cause any trouble.”

Meanwhile, Kyo gets out of his jeans and underwear and tosses them on the ground.

Just as he lowers his jacket from his shoulders, he hears Iori adding. “Also, keep those gloves on.”

Of course, that is a specific or odd task, but Kyo doesn’t question it too much and removes his t-shirt.

When he politely sits on his knees, his partner returns with a long line of small and flat packages.

Although as Iori lies them on the bed, it doesn’t take long for the brunette to figure out what these are for.

“Can you get on all fours and lift your butt? It would be easier for you.” The redhead explains and tears open the first package.

Kyo swallows the saliva and after lying down, he gets into such embarrassing position and feeling his ears and face heating up.

Surely, seeing how the Kusanagi heir is unusually obedient and showing off his privates makes it difficult for Iori to hold back from breeding him senselessly until he breaks his mind.

Of course, Kyo’s slutty waist that looks like being made to be held doesn’t help Iori at all.

More so, when the brunette turns to face him with his blushing and amorous look, it’s enough to make Iori weak against him and completely wrapped around his finger.

But for now, he shakes his head and remembers what he needs to do.

After putting the condom on, he rests his palm on Kyo’s lower back while trying to keep his poker face. “Your pussy is drooling. Are you still hungry? You sure are gluttonous.”

However, just as the brunette opens his mouth, Iori inserts his dick without a warning.

Surely, his partner’s length stretching his insides makes Kyo grasp the bedsheet and softly moan.

For now, he can only shakily breathe and hang his head while failing to contain his adorable voice.

“It’s not even half in. Try to relax.” Iori groans and now grips Kyo’s hips while pushing himself deeper.

Although it’s easier said than done and it already feels like it reaches his diaphragm. He knows that only a tip of Yagami’s manhood is in, but still… Why? He doesn’t understand why his body reacts this way. So, just how big that beast? The brunette wonders as his partner goes further and further.

For a moment, Iori stops moving and asks. “Does it hurt?”

Kyo only shakes his head and quietly mutters something.

The redhead lowers his shoulders and exhales at such gesture. The least he needs is to traumatize the Kusanagi heir and being pushed away by him.

Now, he thrusts fiercely and grunts, making Kyo arch his back and make a lewd, loud moan.

The brunette can swear that it might felt as if was just a bit more and he may been pierced.

For now, Iori watches his partner deeply breathing and calmly warns him. “It’s all in. So, I’ll start moving.”

And with these words, the redhead thrusts his hips.

Meanwhile, Kyo only keeps his head hung and trying to keep his voice down. Besides, who knows what silly face he is making? So, as if he’ll let Yagami to see that.

“Why?… Why do you have to be so stubborn? Let me hear your voice, Kyo.” Iori demands in an aroused voice and now grasps his partner’s weeping arousal. “Perhaps this will change your mind. You can still feel it from there, can’t you?”

Surely, the double stimulation from both sides is too much for the Kusanagi heir and he doesn’t care anymore what face or what erotic noises of cry he makes.

At that moment, Iori is rewarded with Kyo’s reactions or him tightening his naughty hole and squeezing him. “You’re really into it, if… If you don’t want to let me go, you gonna milk me dry, Kyo.”

Eventually, the brunette cannot take the endless pleasure any longer and pleads his partner. “Let me… Let me… Can you stop moving for a bit? …. Nyaah aaah~ I need to… Need to run to the -! Aaaah~”

Suddenly, his words are cut by him releasing the love juice with such a powerful stream at the bedsheet.

Unfortunately, it followed by Kyo freezing at the same spot in the terror. After all, he is really done for and that unbearable shame is crushing him.

“You…” The redhead mutters in disbelief as he also seemingly comprehends what just happened.

Of course, Kyo buries his face in his hands, unable to look at his partner, and pitifully whimpers. Perhaps Yagami sees him nothing more than a filthy animal with no decency or being able to hold his bladder.

Nevertheless, the brunette forces himself to apologize, even if he is aware that he is screwed.

“What are you saying, you fool?” Iori cracks a nervous smile and comments. “So, this is how you are coming… Don’t tell me that you didn’t know it, did you?”

It confuses the Kusanagi heir; neither is he certain what his partner means.

After pulling out his throbbing cock, Iori gently pushes Kyo to lie on the side and addresses him. “Have you really thought it was anything else? You stupid idiot, don’t tell me you don’t know what squirting is.”

The brunette only stares at him with big teary eyes, not knowing what to say.

For now, he allows Iori to lie him down on his back and spread his legs.

After getting close to him, the redhead leans close to him and brushes Kyo’s bangs from his face. “Let me see your face.”

Finally, after withdrawing, the redhead inserts his dick into his partner’s lonely hole.

Thus, as he holds Kyo’s lifted legs, he starts moving and picking up the previous speed.

Meanwhile, the brunette covers his mouth with his palm and blissfully narrows his gaze as he is penetrated by such a raw force that almost reaches his boywomb.

Surely, Kyo has no idea how stunning yet sexy he may look at the moment. As if Iori has discovered a divine deity.

However, it is not as surprising as the brunette wrapping his legs around Iori’s waist and pulling him closer.

More so, in between making sweet noises, Kyo extends his hands to reach for his partner’s cheeks.

One thing is for sure: the redhead cannot resist that adoring and needy face, and without a single thought, he leans closer and allows Kyo to rest his palms on his cheeks.

Lastly, the Kusanagi heir did something unimaginable, something Iori could never predict.

Certainly, even if Kyo only landed a soft kiss against his lips, it alerts the redhead and makes him see the entire universe.

A moment later, the brunette makes an innocent whim while holding his partner’s cheeks. “No?”

The Kusanagi heir is tempting him, right? If so, he’ll make him take responsibility for provoking him. Or so Iori is determined.

Without wasting time, he wraps his arms around Kyo’s shoulders and pulls him close until he is sitting on him.

It catches the brunette off guard and he makes a thrilled noise.

Right now, he stares with bewilderment in his endearing eyes at Iori and him hugging his waist.

Now, Kyo stares at him with a curious yet blushing look. “What is it?”

“Come closer.” Iori replies and places his palm behind his partner’s head.

Upon him bringing Kyo’s face closely and burying his fingers in his hair, Iori pulls the brunette into a kiss.

Of course, it surprises the Kusanagi heir, but not as much as Iori’s tongue trying to get through his lips. So, at first, he only shuts his eyes and doesn’t let him.

Surely, such a reaction entertains the redhead, and he remarks. “So, you haven’t even done that with that woman either? Good.”

However, Kyo averts his gaze. “I didn’t know that you were such a jealous guy.”

“Haven’t I told you? Ever since I saw you, you belonged to me, and nothing will change it.” Iori declares.

After he holds his partner’s chin and makes him face him, he adds, while containing his excitement. “I’ll show you how it should be done.”

Lastly, as Iori presses his lips against him, the brunette closes his eyes.

Like before, he can feel his partner’s tongue trying to get inside him again.

Of course, that unusual ticklish sensation gets him each time. Soon enough, he gathers enough courage and parts his lips.

When his partner’s tongue starts exploring his mouth, all Kyo can do is make adorable sighs. It doesn’t help him either that when Iori sinks his finger into his hair, it also gives him the pleasant shivers.

For now, the Kusanagi heir doesn’t mind Iori dominating him and slowly surrenders to the pleasure.

At that moment, if it weren't for his lover holding him, Kyo may melt in the same spot.

Meanwhile, Iori can tell from his partner’s tightening pussy and his lewd moaning against him alone that he’s enjoying himself a lot.

Surely, he has never imagined that Kyo can be such a lascivious creature. At this point, he may cum inside the Kusanagi heir just from simple making out.

Finally, Iori withdraws his partner’s face and watches how Kyo looks at him like a drunk regaining his breath.

Even if the brunette is drooling and shakily respires, Iori finds it strangely cute and wipes his mouth for him.

After that, the redhead explains. “You better want to hold onto me, or else you’ll fall.”

In the end, after Kyo wraps his arms around Iori’s shoulders and swallows the saliva, he can feel his partner thrust his hips once. However, the brunette understands that he has to put in some effort as well. Besides, the night is still young, and it seems it might be a long one ahead as well.

Some time has passed. It seems that neither – Iori or Kyo were satisfied with a single round. So, a condom after a condom, a few more rounds later, it is finally over.

After the brunette collapses on the side while he remains on cloud-nine, Iori is regaining his breath and pulls out his cock.

However, something is off… Something is terrible.

Suddenly, Iori feels how the blood has left his body and the cold sweat running down.

Apparently, not only the condom is somehow broken and torn, but his semen is generously still leaking from the Kusanagi heir’s pussy with no sign of stopping any time soon.

“Shit…” Iori covers his mouth with his trembling palm.

“You gotta be fucking kidding me…” He nervously shakes his head.

Unfortunately for him, his partner lazily leans on his elbow and tilts his head. “You’re okay?”

It seems that Kyo is not aware what is going on and just looks at him with his sleepy eyes.

However, Iori coughs and into his fist and replies with his usual poker face. “Either way, you need a bath. So, you’re going with me.”

“Do I have to really go now? Can we just relax for a bit?” The brunette asks him.

Iori crosses his arms and turns his head away. “Look, I need to change the bed sheet while you’re at it. Unless you want me to carry you to the bathroom.”

“I… I don’t mind it then. But in that case, can you stay with me?” Kyo asks while making big eyes.

Surely, noticing these, Iori is yet again wrapped around his lover’s finger.

After he rolls his eyes, he gets up and leaves the bed. “Just wait until I find you anything.”

Meanwhile, Kyo sighs and half sits.

Soon enough, Iori finds and picks up a bathrobe and his long, white shirt from a closet.

Just before returning to the brunette’s side, he puts on the bathrobe.

Lastly, as he gets close enough to the bed, he tosses the white shirt. “Here. I don’t want you to run around butt-naked and catch a cold.”

After Kyo hugs the thrown piece of clothing, he asks. “But what about my clothes?”

“Whether you like it or not, these are going to the wash. So, you’re staying here until the morning. Unless you have any issues with that.” Iori explains.

Kyo shakes his head and softens his gaze. “Are you sure it’s okay?”

In the end, after Iori gets close enough to his adorable lover, he lifts him in his arms and lowers his shoulders. “Haven’t I told you before? You belong to me and nothing will ever change that.”

Surely, these words alone is enough to dye Kyo’s cheeks in a lovely tone of pink and he buries his face into Iori’s chest.

Some time passes by. Finally, the Kusanagi heir, who is now all fresh and in Iori’s clean clothes, is peacefully sleeping next to him like an angel.

At first, Iori suggested Kyo sleep on the couch, but the brunette was too clingy and insisted on sleeping with him. And he stood no chance against Kyo’s mesmerizing pleading kitten eyes.

But for now, it’s nothing different than having a cat sleeping on him.

Apparently, Kyo not only rests his head on Iori’s chest but also has thrown his arm over the redhead’s chest and is pressing his body against him.

In this case, it might be impossible to leave for the pharmacy, and he’ll be trapped in his own apartment like that. To think of it, it’s not like he minds it. Besides, he can rest assured that Kyo is safe and finally calmed down after who knows what else he went through before coming here. Or so Iori wonders while watching his lover slumbering.

Soon enough, the brunette nuzzles his cheek against Iori’s chest before peacefully resting.

“Are you awake?” The redhead whispers but receives no answers.

After exhaling, he reaches to touch Kyo’s now soft hair and carefully strokes it, making sure not to awaken the Kusanagi heir.

Of course, he can simply push the brunette away. However, even someone like Iori feels like it would be too harsh to leave Kyo’s side now. It’s like having a cat enter your life because you don’t choose to adopt a cat; it’s the cat who chooses you.

A good month has passed pretty fast without noticing it. After all, the Kusanagi heir has also been slowly making himself like home at Iori’s place by little by little moving his stuff in there.

Besides, the redhead didn’t seem to mind letting Kyo hang out at his apartment or even staying overnight.

More so, this way he can also keep an eye on the brunette. On the other hand, it seems day by day, Kyo also grows more confident and less shy about asking for attention or for intimate time together.

But for now, after finishing with washing Kyo and drying him with a fluffy towel in the bathtub, he wraps it around his shoulders and instructs him patiently. “Sit here for a bit, or if you can handle it, put something on. And in the meantime, can you take something?”

Meanwhile, the brunette observes him straightening his back and walking to the mirror bathroom shelves that are above the sink.

Upon opening it, he picks up a small, pink and blue paper box with a specific item inside.

When Iori opens it and picks up a pregnancy test, he puts the box back on the right shelf and closes the door.

Upon returning to his partner’s side, he hands it to Kyo. “Can you take this for me? I just want to check something.”

As the brunette takes it, he raises his eyebrow. “That is… You’re joking, right? There is no way I could get pregnant. That’s impossible.”

“Then prove to me that you can’t.” The redhead insists with a straight face.

After studying the pregnancy test, Kyo tightens his lips and lifts his eyes. “How am I supposed to do it?”

“Pee on it. If you still doubt how to take it, I left the box with an instruction. Then let me see what it says. It’s fine if you can’t do it right now.” Iori patiently explains.

And with these words, he leaves the bathroom, giving the Kusanagi heir enough time and privacy.

Several minutes later, Iori knocks on the bathroom door. “Have you finished yet?”

Upon hearing the brunette’s voice, he enters the bathroom.

Apparently, Kyo is already dressed in the clothes left for him, which are a plain t-shirt and shorts. Although that visibly concerned look on his face and him hiding something behind his back are not so promising.

As Iori is approaching him, the brunette asks him. “Yagami, just how accurate is this thing?”

“Why do you ask? The pharmacy lady told me it’s 99% accurate.” The redhead raises his eyebrow.

“Well, you may want to see something.” Kyo replies and hands him the used test.

Surely, seeing two vertical pink stripes on the tiny panel makes Iori widen his eyes in shock and cover his mouth. At that moment, he is on the verge of even passing out.

Fortunately, he manages to stand straight despite feeling dizzy, as if he were pulled out from the washing machine drum.

“So, you’re…” He speaks in a barely audible voice.

After shaking his head and placing the pregnancy test on the nearest surface, he facepalms. “Shit…”

Of course, Kyo is worried about his partner’s strong reaction, and now he softens his gaze. “Is there anything wrong? Maybe it's a defective one, right?”

As the sudden realization hits the brunette, he briefly looks away before facing his partner. “Wait… I thought you wore a condom? So, why?”

Iori closes his eyes and confesses. “The last one got broken.”

The brunette only places his palm on his belly and grasps it. “So, you wanna say I’m pregnant with your child?” Now he averts his gaze and cracks a nervous smile. “That’s crazy, you know.”

“That’s why you need to abort it.” Iori states.

Hearing these words shocks Kyo, and he steps back while covering his stomach. “Why? No! How can you expect me to kill our baby! It’s not their fault; they just want to live… So please, let me keep them.”

However, the redhead keeps a serious look and steps forward. “That child has my blood. Do you want it to suffer and die shortly?”

“But they have my blood as well. So, maybe they will break your blood curse. I’m sure they will be a perfectly healthy baby.” Kyo tries negotiating while forcing himself to smile.

“Many women in my family have either died giving birth or often had miscarriages. So, that thing will kill you and itself while it’s in your womb.” Iori informs him without his face flinching.

While the brunette can feel how tears are gathering in his eyes and something is stuck in his throat, he argues. “But you were born, and you are here with me. You are here, and you’re talking with me! Just wait until you hold our baby in your arms and see their smiling face. I’m sure seeing that will make you love them.”

Iori closes his eyes and says. “I am alive today, but it doesn’t mean I will be tomorrow. Even if by a mistake you and this child survive, it will grow without a father.”

The brunette cannot take it any longer and covers his face. “How... How can you hate someone who is not even born yet? You’re cruel!”

Suddenly, he widens his eyes at Iori pulling him into a tight hug.

At first, Kyo tries to push him away, but his attempt ends with failure.

For now, when Iori starts stroking his back, all Kyo can do is sob and listen to him. “Do you really want that child so badly? Or is your body speaking for you? So, stop and ask yourself that later.”

After a few moments of lasting pause, the brunette rests his head on his partner’s shoulder and apologizes. “I’m sorry… I just hate my body and how it makes me act. You probably see me as hysterical, right?”

The redhead doesn’t know what to say aside from deeply exhaling. “You are an idiot. That’s who you are, and it doesn’t matter what shape or form you’ll take. Either way, have you changed your mind or not?”

“But do I really have to go to doctors? I’m sure mom or dad would be surprised, to say the least, discovering that I’m pregnant or you being the father.” Kyo whines.

“The morning-after pills may not work any longer. So, we would need to take you to the doctors. You are no longer a child, and you can do it without your parents permission or knowledge. So, tomorrow I’ll call the doctor for that and get you an appointment. Then the doctor let you to decide if you should take an abortion pill or to do it in clinic.” Iori explains.

In the end, the Kusanagi heir hugs him back. “… Thank you.”

Kyo understands what he has to do, not because that’s what his partner tells him to, but because deep inside he knows that despite Iori’s tough exterior, he cares about him. Neither does the brunette want their child to be born by accident and grow as an unwanted tiny person.

But for now, he wants to stay in his lover’s embrace like this for a bit longer.