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Kisses should feel pleasant, but Rin gives them as if they were something disgusting. Or so Isagi thought.
Because it felt necessary, he doesn't know if right, but necessary, to bring his mouth together with Rin's and start moving it as if he wanted to devour everything inside him. Rin was taller and stronger, so he usually took control, in that instant he was taking control. His hand grabbed Isagi's jaw without delicacy as he forced him to bring their lips together again and again, Rin's mouth moved as if at any moment he was going to bite Isagi, and when he pulled away as if he was going to spit on him. Isagi's hands gripped the taller one's shirt tightly, trying to pull him down, he didn't want to give in either, but he never managed to take control.
— Rin... — Isagi whispered as soon as he managed to pull away from the other's lips, raising his gaze to meet the deep turquoise eyes of his partner. He returned his gaze, grimacing with displeasure, as if Isagi's speaking was ruining the moment. — Hey, why are you looking at me like that? — Isagi asks slightly offended.
— Just talk... — Rin replied low in his characteristic monotone voice, turning away from Isagi's face so he could observe him better.
— Rin... I think we should try... You know, other things — Isagi smiled nervously, his words tentatively leaving his lips. — We've been doing this for months.... I think we should...
— What? — Rin pulls a little further away from Isagi, loosening his grip on his jaw, his brow furrowing slightly, a mixture of confusion and annoyance. — What do you mean, is this bothering you? — Rin's words are always direct, blunt.
— It's not that it bothers me... It's just that I... I really feel like doing other things, with you.... — Isagi's voice trails off as he speaks, he didn't really have any of this planned, he just found himself needing to talk about it, but he didn't think doing so would be so awkward.
— Do you want me to fuck you? — Rin's words are so cold that they make Isagi's cheeks turn red from surprise, shaking his head frantically, that makes Rin's expression now even more annoyed.
— Of course not! — Isagi raises his voice, backing away indignantly. — Obviously I'd be the one to fuck you — He states while folding his arms, his voice firm enough to know he's not joking.
Rin sighs, avoiding Isagi's gaze.
— No, of course not — He snorts, his voice leaving a slight tone that indicates he even finds it funny just thinking about it.
Isagi looks at him without saying anything, slightly offended, the embarrassment he had before was gone, Rin was being much more shameless with his attitude.
— What makes you think not? — His voice clearly reflected his annoyance.
— You? With your tiny penis? — Answers the turquoise-eyed one in a voice overflowing with irony, his eyes now fixed on Isagi's, determined not to stop.
Clearly his words made Isagi turn red, red as a tomato, Rin didn't know if it was from embarrassment or annoyance, but his eyes widened slightly in surprise when Isagi raised his voice.
— What the fuck are you saying? — He sounded slightly nervous as he moved closer to Rin, confronting him. — You didn't even... You didn't even see it! — Isagi responded offended and exalted by the situation, something that drew a sigh of satisfaction from Rin.
— I don't need to see it to know it —He snorted, his lip corner was slightly raised, almost as if he could smile from seeing Isagi embarrassed, staring into his blue eyes fixedly without remorse in his words.
— Then we have to check it out.
— Check what?
— Who's got it bigger, of course — This made Rin grimace, as if he was trying to believe Isagi was joking, but in reality his voice left no room for doubt, he was serious.
— You must be kidding... — Rin spoke after a few seconds of silence where they only shared challenging glances. — What would be the point? — His voice somewhat confused, as if he didn't know clearly what sense it made to Isagi.
— That if according to your logic the one with the bigger dick has to fuck the other one, then we'll have to check who has the bigger dick first — Isagi explained now less embarrassed if not much firmer in his idea, crossing his arms and looking with that typical defiant smile at Rin.
The taller one just rolled his eyes, this seemed stupid to him.
— Well.... — He said after thinking about it, he didn't even doubt that he could lose, but he wanted to give Isagi a taste if only once in his life.
Yoichi, Isagi Yoichi, smiled with the most grateful grimace Rin could have ever seen, and even he, the coldest guy you could ever meet, was slightly touched. "Tomorrow then, after training" Isagi spoke before leaving the room, not letting Rin accept or deny the proposal, but this one didn't care.
After all, there was no way Rin would lose at anything against Isagi.
The next day, they found themselves in the same room they had shared since they teamed up in the second selection, in the same room where they gathered after every training session to well... devour each other as rivals. This time they weren't together for that, or so they wanted to believe, they were facing each other at Isagi's bedside, where they usually ended up kissing, this time, they were staring at each other in silence, because they knew what was going to happen.
Neither of them felt like yesterday, after all, the idea of showing their limbs to each other sounded kind of awkward, and Rin thought gay too, as if it wasn't anymore. The latter took longer than usual to shower, while Isagi tried to drag out as long as he could the conversation he had with Bachira after training, only to miss this moment.
— Well? — Rin's cold countenance was noticeable, this one just waiting for Isagi to start.
— Uh... I just want to give you the honors of starting first — Isagi laughed nervously, scratching the back of her neck anxiously, his gaze couldn't stay fixed on Rin's eyes, it wandered to different parts of the room as if it would make the time pass faster.
There was a long silence where Rin didn't change the expressionless way he was staring at Isagi, he just folded his arms.
— You were the one with the idea — He reminded him. — So you start — He said firmly, leaving room for another long silence.
Isagi just stared at him, now a grimace on his face came across, one that tried to say "That has nothing to do with it!" Though clearly it did have to do.
— And what will I do if mine is really smaller-...? — Rin didn't let Isagi finish speaking before he quickly reached over and pulled his pants down.
It was so unexpected for Isagi, who stood in shock looking down and up in indignation, Rin was so quick and agile that he pulled down his pants and boxers at the same time. It wasn't even seconds before Rin stood silently staring down, staring at that area.
— W-What did you do!? — He blurted out in a stuttering voice reaching down to pick up his pants desperately, he had a hard time formulating his words and even harder time putting his pants back on.
But it was too late, Rin had seen enough, even when Isagi had already pulled his pants back up, Rin's gaze was still down, trying to process everything he felt in such a short time. To begin with, having pulled Isagi's pants down without warning he didn't even think about it, it was impulsive, next, he felt his cheeks redden slightly with the embarrassment he felt seeing a real life dick for the first time, as if he couldn't believe he had already reached this point in his life, but worse than all of the above, he realized that indeed Isagi's was bigger than his.
He felt offended, outraged, his ego shattered, even deluded by his own thoughts. He was so confused that he didn't know what to say, he felt Isagi's voice calling him, but he didn't want to pay attention to it, without thinking he turned to the door of the room, wanting to escape.
— But...! — Isagi complained, offended, walking even faster behind Rin, grabbing him tightly by the shoulder and turning him around. — You can't do that and then run away! — Isagi was about to shout more things, but he remained silent analyzing Rin's face, an expression the latter had probably never put on in his life.
An expression of frustration, maybe even some fear, that's what Rin was portraying right now.
— I'm not going through with this — Rin spoke, his voice lower than before, trying to turn around again.
— Wait! — Isagi spoke forcefully, not letting Rin finish turning around, but instead grabbed him tightly by the shoulders to slam him against the wall, facing him. — Don't you understand that you already saw me? You are forced to do the same now — Isagi spoke slightly annoyed, with a firm voice, but no longer shouting as before, his withering gaze towards Rin, the latter only regretted his decisions.
— Shit... — Rin muttered, relaxing his tense body, knowing that Isagi deep down was right, still, he didn't move, just glared at Isagi.
— Well? — Isagi's cold tone mimicked the one Rin had at the beginning of the situation, lifting his lip slightly in a smile when he felt Rin's body relax. —Or is it that Blue Lock's number one doesn't dare? — Isagi teased close to Rin's ear, only to then pull away and stare at him again.
— Fuck you... — Rin muttered, looking at him with frustration. — Let go of me first.
Isagi didn't hesitate to do so, Rin's shoulders relaxed when he stopped feeling that pressure of Isagi's hands on them, he could only let out a sigh, one of surrender.
He looked down, and grabbed the edge of his pants along with the edge of his boxers at the same time before slowly pulling them down, the movement was very uncomfortable for himself, his face grimaced in frustration that he couldn't help, much less wanted to know what Isagi was thinking right now. But he didn't need to look up to know his reaction, as Isagi himself let out a gasp when Rin finished.
The blue-eyed one felt his stomach churn, churn in a wonderful victory he would never forget, his hands began to sweat from the moment Rin carefully grabbed the elastic of his pants before pulling them down, and his cheeks began to flush as Rin grimaced in displeasure that he thought Isagi couldn't see, of course Isagi could see, but he didn't even care about the size of Rin's penis when what he was witnessing seemed so much more precious to him. His cheeks slightly pink, his hands delicately taking the elastic, being able to watch as the fabric slowly moved down his big thick thighs as Rin grunted in frustration, Isagi could only curse in his head as the wires in his head snapped, he felt like losing control, he needed to lose control.
Yes, Rin's penis was a little shorter than Isagi's, though it still fit the average, but it was also thinner, and as absurd as it sounded, Isagi found it even more delicate.
— It was enough... — Rin tried to pull up his pants before even looking up at Isagi, but he couldn't finish because Isagi had more important things to do.
Such as cornering Rin against the wall again, kissing him wildly. Rin's eyes widened in surprise, and for the first time he couldn't control the situation, because Isagi had one hand on his neck and the other on his waist, so firm he felt his nails bury into his skin, his tongue threatening to enter his mouth to devour hungrily, until he succeeded. "Since when is he so good?" That's all Rin could think, his thoughts jumbled but even worse his body shuddered at the sensation of those lips against his. He felt so desired by the other that it irritated him.
— Wait... Isagi- — Rin tried to cover his intimate part with his hands, pulling down the shirt he was wearing to try to cover something, he couldn't do anything to stop Isagi's kisses, but at least he wanted to stop looking so exposed.
— Don't cover up — Isagi asked while he reached for Rin's hand with one of his hands, intertwining their fingers, but never leaving the other's gaze. — I want to see you... — The blue-eyed one murmured, he had no shame since he realized he had won, and he hadn't won for "having it bigger", he had won for having Rin by his side vulnerable enough to take it.
—What do you say...? — Rin asked in a mumble, confused, but Isagi just took his lips again for an answer.
— Shit, Rin, I want to see you, I don't care how — Isagi spoke in annoyance against Rin's lips before devouring them again.
His hand took with force to pull Rin's waist towards him, initiating a sensation that brought out several complaints from Rin taking into account how their bodies rubbed together when he was practically naked. He grabbed Isagi's shirt collar as if he wanted to force him to follow his own rhythm, even worse, his body felt weaker, more tired, as if he really preferred to receive everything Isagi was giving him while he didn't move a single muscle, he felt his legs trembling slightly, which caused him real panic to be showing himself so weak in front of Isagi.
Rin pushed forward, trying to break free from his grip, Isagi looked at him in bewilderment as the taller one tried to wipe the saliva that stained the corner of his lips.
— We're jerks... — Rin muttered, clearly referring to the situation they ended up in. With slow steps he approached Isagi again, he was determined not to appear weak, because he wasn't.
— But you like it — The shorter one looked at him with a winning smile, eyes screaming for more, when Rin was close enough again, Isagi sneaked his hand underneath to grab Rin's now erection. — It's bigger now, but still not winning me — Isagi laughs in Rin's ear, he can feel his breathing hitching thanks to their chests together.
Rin just lets out a choked moan and growls, looking at him practically with hatred.
— I'm going to kill you — He answered, grabbing hard the other's neck, going up his hair until he pulls it forcefully up, making Isagi look him in the eyes, he protests in pain, but Rin before he wants to hear more complaints claims his full lips.
He may have lost, but he definitely wouldn't let himself be dominated by others. So he throws Isagi on the bed with a shove, leaving him beneath him as he mercilessly devours his lips, of course Isagi tries to change positions, he always tries, but he can't, the taller one corrals him between his legs and arms, pulling away from his mouth only to stare at him before rising on his knees to remove his shirt.
By this point he blue-eyed just stares dumbfounded, as if Rin is a perfect figure to be admired, and again, he feels that ache in his chest he felt earlier when Rin pulled down his pants. The way his abdomen slowly reveals itself as Rin lifts up his shirt leaves him with a dry mouth.
— Start moving, asshole — Rin lets out with a click of his tongue, clearly overwhelmed.
Isagi stands up awkwardly, now Rin was naked in front of him, with that erection right in front of his sight, he stands silently, watching without shame, he looks up, he can see Rin with crossed arms and frown, but also with slightly pink cheeks, so he smiles anyway and takes off his own shirt, he feels the cold air in the room hit his skin, feeling a shiver run down his back before he leans forward, taking Rin's member with his own hand, he can feel his legs tremble slightly.
— If we ever get out of here, then we'll fuck — Isagi murmurs as he begins to move his hand carefully up and down.
— What do you mean...? — Rin looks slightly uncomfortable, but doesn't complain or move away from the sensation, just relaxes his arms, resting his hands on Isagi's shoulders.
— That I don't want to fuck you inside this shitty place — Isagi had a slight smile on his lips, a softer one, now that he had moved to a different level of trust with Rin, he felt strangely calm. — Oh, and we don't have condoms either... — He mutters trying to hold back a chuckle.
— I'm surprised that's what's stopping you — Rin murmurs softly, his back curves a little and he lets out a whimper thanks to the sensation of Isagi touching. —Since you were so desperate... — His voice sounds quite teasing for Rin, Isagi couldn't help but laugh louder, he should feel embarrassed, but the turquoise eyed one wasn't lying either.
A comfortable silence arose between them, where only a few faint complaints could be heard that Rin let out every time Isagi raised and lowered his right hand, with his left hand he grabbed one of Rin's thighs in a way that seemed a little strange to him, as if he was holding back.
— You like them, don't you? - Rin spoke, his voice firm even in such a situation. His arms still gripped Isagi's shoulders for stability.
— What do you mean? — He mumbled in confusion, unwilling to look up.
— Thighs — Rin said bluntly, the hand that was affirming Rin's limb felt tighter.
— Where do you get that from? — He asked with a nervous chuckle.
— You always look at me when I do leg strength exercises.
— That's not...
— And also when we stretch before playing — Rin interrupts him. — Even when I'm doing yoga.
— But...
— Don't try to deny it — Rin interrupts again. — You're a jerk if you think I don't notice.
Isagi sighs overwhelmed, releasing Rin's member, the latter gasps.
— Okay... I guess I have a fetish — Isagi says looking down with a slight frown, clearly annoyed that Rin is too direct. — Are you happy now that I said it? — He asks with irony.
— Actually yes — Rin says calmly, sitting slowly on Isagi's lap with his legs at his sides, his piercing turquoise gaze driving the blue-eyed one crazy. — I know you felt like fucking, hormonal teenager, but we can do something similar.
Isagi lets out a sigh, and can't help but smile at the thought of how Rin calls him a hormonal teenager when he's not too far from the meaning either. Rin is always the one who starts kissing him, and he wouldn't have started that tussle they're so used to if it weren't for him having a strange fascination with imposing himself on others.
— I didn't expect you to have an idea — Says the shorter one with sincerity, looking expectantly at the turquoise-eyed one to hear his idea, he would be lying if he said he wasn't excited.
— I always have an idea, Isagi — Rin's lips curve almost into a smile after mumbling, another thing that drives Isagi crazy, because he thinks he's the only one who can see that expression. — I'm talking about rubbing, asshole.
There aren't enough words to explain all the emotions Isagi felt in such a short time, his mouth opened wide trying to say something, but nothing came to mind, "Is this Rin? My Rin?" he wonders internally confused, but swallows saliva nervously when Rin approaches with a clearly annoyed expression.
— And be careful, because I'm being too generous with you — His voice is husky and threatening, but that doesn't stop Isagi from nodding with a goofy grin before launching in for a kiss.
Rin tries to take the opposite as usual, making it hard for the blue-eyed one to switch roles. After playfully grappling between kisses, Isagi flips Rin over, kissing his neck and back desperately as he buries his nails into his hips. Isagi adores how Rin instead of moaning like any normal person would, he lets out moans and grunts, as if he's annoyed, and yet his voice when he curses sounds so much softer, it's addictive. Rin slowly feels his shoulders weaken, letting Isagi take more of his skin with each kiss, relaxing his body with exhaustion.
The taller one feels Isagi come up to his ear from behind, as if he wants to say something, but only feels his breathing hitch before falling stomach first to the mattress with Isagi on top of him, corralling him with his arms on either side.
— Damn weirdo... — Rin mutters in annoyance trying to get up, but Isagi steps forward, lifting Rin's hips against his.
Rin lets out a gasp of annoyance as his bare butt slams against Isagi's erection, who has yet to take his pants off again, the mere memory of that makes Rin grimace in annoyance.
— I like the way you look like this — He hears from Isagi at the same time he hears the zipper going down.
— Isagi, I look like a damn dog.
— That's the idea — Isagi interrupted Rin not only with his voice, but also with the feeling of now their bodies completely naked together.
Rin startled, "At what fucking point did it all come out?" cursed Rin in his mind, but Isagi's arms wrapped around his chest as he kissed his neck again broke his concentration, he wanted to moan, but in his mind he could only think how Isagi's member bumped against his. The blue-eyed couldn't help but smile every time he bit and licked his partner's skin, while he tried to control himself mentally not to move his hips as if he was a dog in heat, desperate for the friction of his member and that area.
The taller one said nothing, just tried to get used to it, but Isagi again had other plans, because without warning he lowered his right hand to grab Rin's erect member while his other arm was enough to hold their bodies together. His legs tightened by consequence to the unforeseen touch, squeezing Isagi's member between them as well, Rin looked down in frustration, knowing that thanks to that little movement there would be no turning back anymore, because he could perfectly feel how Isagi moaned and moved harder against him accordingly.
— I hate you... — Rin muttered, hitting his head against the mattress with exhaustion, he didn't feel like fighting anymore, he needed to cum, just that.
— I hate you too, Rin — Isagi's voice sounded anything but annoyed, in fact, Rin could have sworn Isagi said it while smiling.
The shorter one moved his hand down Rin's member at the same time he moved his own hips, but the latter with a last effort leaned on his arms to bring his hand closer to his member, brushing Isagi's fingers, leaving a clear message of "get off", to start rubbing it. That made things easier for the blue-eyed one, as now with both of his hands he could grab Rin's ass as he moved his hips against his thighs. It was almost as if he was fucking him, since they were in the doggy position and all, but in this case he was only going over his thighs instead of his hole, which in Isagi's fantasies was even better. Because he had fantasized about that area of Rin's body ever since he first saw him play, and many times he felt guilty, but many times he just stared at him like a pervert, so now he had nothing to lose.
Isagi said he hated Rin, but right now he just wanted to tell him how much he loved him. His clouded mind looked at the body in front of him, and he smiled unconsciously, knowing that few would be lucky enough to have him there, he moves his hands caressing his skin, he knows it's too soft to be real. Rin is underneath him, holding back moans as he squeezes his thighs tightly, Isagi knows he's holding back, he can't see his face, but he knows it's red from the heat of their bodies and his chest heaving wildly.
Not thinking too hard, the blue-eyed one moves with effort closer to Rin's face, he doesn't care if Rin pushes him away, he just grabs his jaw and looks him gently in the eyes as he claims his lips. Rin feels the thick liquid run down his thighs, Isagi had gotten to that point, so now he could too as he explored those ocean blue eyes with his gaze.
The last thing Rin hears is a silly giggle from Isagi before he let him off the hook, lying down next to him with bated breath. The turquoise-eyed one looks down at his hand stained with his own scent and lets out a sigh, lying down on the bed as well, only this time he's looking up at him.
— You always turn your back to me — Isagi mentions slightly confused when he notices Rin looking at him, admiring out of the corner of his eye how calm he looks in that position.
— Not this time — Rin answers in a murmur, his voice sounds slightly exhausted.
And he has reason to do so, every day he tries harder to surpass his brother. Isagi admired Rin as a rival for his dedication, now that he had him lying next to him, he just admired his beautiful long lower eyelashes as he quietly closed his eyes to rest.