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I hate you so fucking much, Jinko.
I hate how good you look right now, I never thought i'd see you lke this.
I like it.
I like it when you're not stronger than me, when you're not trying to look and act cool. You look prettier like this, flustered and messed up, you look hot.
Akutagawa's mind was going insane.
Akutagawa thrusts once more making Atsushi almost scream, but stops himself by nuzzling his face onto the pillow.
The older man slowly guides his fingers to open Atsushi's mouth, "Don't silence yourself, Jinko."
That's all Atsushi needed to hear.
Akutagawa's bedroom was suddenly filled with moaning, groaning and the sound of skin slapping against skin.
Akutagawa doesn't know what just happened but all he knows is, he likes it when he gets to wreck Atsushi, when he's completely vulnerable under his touch, when he is the one who causes him to moan, he likes it when Atsushi is under him, letting him touch every part of himself, letting him see all his scars, he likes it when Atsushi trust him, he wants more of this,
Atsushi doesn't even have time to process things, he's literally being obliterated right now, might as well call him a dead man.
He didn't even know Akutagawa was this rough, not that he hates it, he too wants more.
Akutagawa then turns him over. Now he's lying on his back, his body completely exposed, his scars showing, making him insecure, he doesn't even notice Akutagawa licking his lips.
Atsushi quickly covers his scars right before Akutagawa could do anything, he really hates his body.
"Remove your arms or I'll tear them apart." Akutagawa commanded.
"N-No.." Atsushi replied softly, still flustered and baffled about everything.
Akutagawa hums, "I'm not fucking you till' you let me see your body."
Atsushi's eyes widened and blushed like crazy, "W-Wait!... Just.. d-don't look at my body.."
Akutagawa lets out a chuckle, "How am I going to hold you then?" he said as he slowly kissed Atsushi, almost moaning into the younger man's mouth.
"C-Close your eyes.. when you d-do it.."
"No."
"What??"
"I want to see your body. Let me see your body."
Atsushi's face, ears and neck turned red in an insant, he felt his cock twitch.
"I want to fuck you, Atsushi. Let me." there was something so soothing about his voice when he said that, making Atsushi smile at him.
"Okay.. I trust you." said Atsushi as they both kissed each other with passion and love.
That's all Akutagawa needed to hear.
The change of rough sex into a more compassionate one was so pleasurable for the both of them.
Akutagawa couldn't help but whisper kind words to Atsushi, while he fucks him roughly.
Atsushi couldn't help himself fall even more for the man who's been trying to kill him.
After finishing with a kiss, they both fell asleep on each other's arms, completely exhausted but satisfied.
This is Atsushi's first time with Akutagawa, he didn't expect him to be this active in bed, he really thought of him as a weak and frail guy but he just devoured Atsushi like it was nothing.
He's more of a beast than Atsushi, good lord.
Atsushi woke to a heavy arm around his waist. He didn't even notice he was dressed in one of Akutagawa's dress shirt and boxers, he guessed Akutagawa dressed him while he passed out. Akutagawa was next to him, snoring loud but peacefully. He looked adorable, Atsushi wanted to kiss his nose but fought the urge to do so.
He tried to wiggle out of Akutagawa's arms, which worked. He then walked to the bathroom to look at himself and holy shit did he look wrecked.
He blushed at what had just happened, he found himself hugging his own waist.
While Atsushi contemplated whether to continue sleeping with Akutagawa because he felt insecure about his body, Akutagawa made sure he didn't feel that way, he made sure that not only did he enjoy it but he also wanted Atsushi to feel good about himself, just hours earlier before all of this happened, he was mumbling about his plan on killing the weretiger, but now he was whispering words that Atsushi may or may not think of everyday, He kept complimenting him about how beautiful he looks, and how he can never get enough of him, it makes Atsushi really happy.
He really likes it when Akutagawa becomes gentle with him, but still manage to make his legs ridiculously wobbly in the morning.
He lifted the shirt up to look at his scars, he really hates it, he really hates his body, but if Akutagawa, a man who looks incapable of feeling emotions, loves it, maybe he'll learn how to love it as well.