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“Are you… the mastermind?”
Shuichi glanced up, surprised. Steam billowed out of his coffee in the silence between the boys in the kitchen, and Shuichi tilted his head, hurt flashing across his features. He’d honestly been glad that Kokichi and him had some alone time together… but then this? Shuichi didn’t really get why Kokichi would soil it like that.
“What are you talking about?” Shuichi questioned while Kokichi glanced away. “I care about everyone here. You know I’d never do something like that.”
“Sure you wouldn’t,” Kokichi snorted, glaring off at the opposite wall while Shuichi sighed. “We both know the truth.”
As gently as he could so as not to startle the other boy, Shuichi reached out, resting a hand on Kokichi’s shoulder and forcing him to meet his eyes. “Kokichi. Listen to me. I’m not that kind of person. I hate this situation as much as everyone else.”
Slowly, Kokichi nodded, and Shuichi smiled reassuringly at him. Still, despite his agreement, Shuichi could tell that the boy he’d been dating in secret all this time didn’t believe him. Not a single bit. And that was perfectly alright.
Because Shuichi was lying through his teeth.
—
Shuichi should kill him. That was the rule, if someone figured a mastermind out when it was wrong for the script. Either that, or flashback light them and deal with the possibility of them figuring it out again. But Shuichi… didn’t want to do either of those. Not when this was his boyfriend he was talking about, even if to Kokichi, they’d been dating only a couple days into this game.
It was laughably easy to sneak into Kokichi’s room while he was asleep. All Shuichi had to do was watch the security camera until Kokichi finally fell into slumber, then use the academy’s skeleton key to unlock his door. Talk about simple.
Carefully, he stepped around the mess of things Kokichi owned, peering at where his boyfriend lay in the bed. Honestly, it was annoying how messy Kokichi’s room was, and Shuichi was severely tempted to spend a couple hours cleaning it up. But not now- currently, Shuichi had more important matters to attend to. He supposed it was his fault Kokichi had been able to piece it together, after all, they weren’t intended to be a couple. After so long dating in the real world though, Shuichi couldn’t give it up in the game. So, with just a few tweaks to the script, he and Kokichi were boyfriends yet again. Which had bitten Shuichi in the ass, since now, Kokichi knew him and his tells better than anyone else here.
On Kokichi’s white board, a photo of Shuichi sat in the middle, erasable marker having written ‘MASTERMIND’ in all caps beneath it. To Shuichi’s displeasure, Kokichi had drawn demon horns on his head, like Kokichi himself hadn’t auditioned for the mastermind role too. How annoying- didn’t Kokichi understand how wonderful the despair was? Shuichi guessed he didn’t, since Kokichi was written to be the misunderstood hero type, but still, he kind of missed how he was before. Well, perhaps that just made it Shuichi’s job to remind him.
The rope in Shuichi’s hands felt heavy as he slunk onto the bed, gently pulling the covers off of Kokichi’s sleeping form. He looked adorable, drool clinging to his lower lip and expression softer than Shuichi had ever seen while he was awake. Almost reverently, Shuichi reached out a hand, trailing his fingers down the boy’s cheek. Cute.
After a moment of appreciating his beauty, Shuichi gently grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it up. It was easy to undress Kokichi, exposing his soft skin to the air, allowing Shuichi’s eyes to drink down every single part of his body. His stomach was just as fit as ever, making Shuichi smile and feel the first bubbles of arousal within himself. While Shuichi removed his clothing as well, he recalled things he yearned for. Before this whole Danganronpa thing, when he and Kokichi were together without any lies, Shuichi almost never dommed. He didn’t mind, after all, he adored being put in his place. But now, Shuichi doubted Kokichi would remember anything without his ‘help’. Unfortunately, despite being the mastermind, Shuichi wasn’t allowed to mess with their memories willy nilly. The flashback lights were strictly to be used for the script, but Shuichi was quickly realizing he couldn’t live without all the parts of his boyfriend by his side. So, he’d have to remind Kokichi through a more natural route.
As gently as he could, Shuichi tied each of Kokichi’s wrists and ankles to the bed posts. It left Kokichi spread out like a starfish, and that was cute too, making Shuichi flush slightly. Why was Kokichi so pretty? It was unfair.
Teasingly, Shuichi shuffled himself between Kokichi’s thighs, staring down at his flaccid cock. Excitement shuddered through Shuichi’s veins as he leaned down, nuzzling Kokichi’s inner thigh and staring at his dick with hearts in his eyes. The mastermind trailed his fingertips along the curve of Kokichi’s other leg, his nails following its bumps and skimming over Kokichi’s most sensitive spots, making the sleeping boy jolt slightly. Shuichi kept going, though, up, up, till his fingers caressed the base of Kokichi’s rising appendage. It was practically asking for Shuichi to spear himself on it, and Shuichi was so horribly tempted. He knew he was all stretched out and ready, but he needed Kokichi to be awake for this whole thing to work.
Still, that didn’t stop Shuichi from having a bit of fun.
Shuichi found himself leaning forwards, pressing a kiss to Kokichi’s tip while hints of precum began to gather. It tasted just as good as he remembered, and after weeks stuck in here without any action, Shuichi found himself especially hungry for it. He wrapped his hand around its base, giving the thing a couple lazy flicks of his wrist so it would begin to rise to full mast. Then, the mastermind gently slid out the tip of his tongue, dragging it in a sloppy circle around Kokichi’s head. The cock began to throb in his grip, making Shuichi shiver with pleased confidence, glad that even now Kokichi could find himself addicted to him.
Shuichi pulled back, parting his lips to exhale a warm and heavy breath onto Kokichi’s reddened head. The dick twitched in response, and with a smile, Shuichi wrapped his mouth around Kokichi’s tip. It was delicious and salty on his tongue, earning a soft whine from deep down Shuichi’s throat. He could feel himself hardening as well, desperate to feel Kokichi’s arousal filling up his entire neck and making it bulge. So, Shuichi kept moving forward, pressing an inch and a half of Kokichi into him before taking a slight rest to focus on pleasuring what was already inside of him. He rolled his tongue on the underside of it, hollowing out his cheeks and swallowing while Kokichi groaned and whimpered in his sleep.
Holding hope that Kokichi would wake up soon but still wanting more, Shuichi sighed onto the cock before bobbing his head down. It slid across the back of his throat, making Shuichi gag slightly, but determined to continue and fill himself to the brim with his lover. He could feel Kokichi throb on his tongue, probably just as eager as Shuichi was to taste sex between them yet again. Gently, Shuichi ran his hand up and down what of Kokichi’s length wasn’t inside of him yet, making sure the hungry organ was sated for now. Oh, how he missed this. How he missed only feeling truly fulfilled when he was pleasuring his lover.
Slowly, Shuichi pulled off, spit connecting his lips to Kokichi’s erection while he panted, heaving for air. Once he caught his breath, mentally reprimanding himself for getting out of practice on this, Shuichi slipped Kokichi back down his throat until he was halfway down his thick cock. The width left Shuichi’s lips burning from the stretch, but he didn’t mind, lapping at Kokichi’s underside and glancing up at his sleeping face through watery eyes. Ah, he was so beautiful. Kokichi’s eyebrows were pressed together from the pleasure, fingertips twitching from where his wrists remained bound. Shuichi wanted him to wake up soon, but couldn’t stand to be the one to do it when he could amuse himself just fine with the dick bulging out his neck.
He’d been so preoccupied with staring at his lover that Shuichi didn’t realize how close he’d gotten to Kokichi’s base until his lips bumped against the boy’s hips. At first, he was surprised, but then an odd sense of pride filled him. Shuichi had never gotten all of it inside of him without Kokichi’s help before. It had just seemed so daunting, the only thing that could get him to do it was Kokichi’s dirty words and his hands pushing Shuichi farther down. This time, though, Shuichi had done it. He wondered how turned on Kokichi would be if he was awake to see it, so Shuichi nervously glanced up, only for his eyes to land on Kokichi’s open ones.
Instantly, Shuichi choked a bit on Kokichi’s erection, but quickly recomposed himself while Kokichi stared at him horrified. Shuichi was glad he’d turned the lights on, enjoying being able to take in every facet of Kokichi’s expression. With his heart fluttering, Shuichi stared up at Kokichi through sultry eyes, rolling his tongue against that one place he knew Kokichi loved while Kokichi sucked in a breath and instinctually bucked his hips upwards.
“S-Shuichi?! What’re you-?!” Kokichi gasped, arms jolting as though to go intertwine his fingers in Shuichi’s hair, only to be stopped by his bindings. As soon as he did, Kokichi noticed that he was bound, and his panic only became more apparent. “So you are the mastermind! Why are you doing this to me?”
Shuichi just smiled, pulling off of Kokichi’s throbbing dick and licking his lips sultrily. He swallowed overexaggeratedly, as though he’d just finished a delicious meal, before winking and crawling forwards so he straddled Kokichi’s hips. The soft curve of his ass caressed Kokichi’s erection, and Shuichi felt Kokichi twitch. So getting both of them undressed before this all started had been the right move after all- Shuichi could see how Kokichi eyes him up as though he were a meal to devour.
“Because I love you, Kokichi,” Shuichi purred, voice slightly low and rough from the blow job. His hand reached out to caress Kokichi’s cheek, a smile forming on the mastermind’s bruised lips. “And I want the real you back, not that this version isn’t fun. But it knows too much! It would be better for there to be two masterminds this season.”
“S-Shuichi? You’re just joking around, right?” Kokichi questioned, his laugh strained as it passed through his lips. “Come on… you’re lying, aren’t you?”
“You tell me,” Shuichi whispered back, sliding his hands behind himself. A horrid, dirty idea had occurred to him, and he found himself twitching with desire to try it out. “Don’t you remember me? Don’t you remember auditioning together? Don’t you remember our plans?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Maybe this will remind you,” Shuichi breathed, grabbing the cheeks of his ass and spreading them, wrapping them around Kokichi’s erection. Of course, he couldn’t completely encapsulate Kokichi’s width with his small albeit cute butt, but the eroticness of the situation was enough to make Kokichi throb beneath him. “We only did this a couple times, but you loved it soooo much… you always asked me to do it more often with you, remember? Yet I always got so embarrassed. Come on… come back to me, my beloved.”
Kokichi attempted to send him a glare, but Shuichi could see the pleasure coursing across his face. It made the mastermind smile, pressing his soft skin harder against Kokichi’s boner. Slowly, Shuichi raised himself up, following the inward lean of Kokichi’s dick until he reached the tip, which was practically drooling precum. Then, Shuichi slid back down, watching eagerly as Kokichi’s facade began to break apart. He seemed so needy, yet hating himself for being so addicted to the mastermind’s body, of all damned people. Was it because Shuichi was just that beautiful to him, or was it because of the things they’d shared together in the past? Maybe it was a pavlovian response, and the thought of that being the case made Shuichi’s entrance clench.
Much to Shuichi’s shock, Kokichi thrusted upwards, catching Shuichi off guard and making him squeak. It seemed the sound only encouraged Kokichi’s body more, yet his face seemed humiliated by his actions, a mix of guilty and angry. His cheeks flushed, and he glanced to the side, even as his cock continued chasing pleasure. Honestly, Shuichi thought it would’ve taken Kokichi longer to give in, not that he was complaining. Really not complaining.
“A-ah! Have you begun to recall?” Shuichi bit his lip, mad at himself for stuttering when he was supposed to be the one in charge here. Sweat dripped down his skin, only further lubricating the friction between his body and Kokichi’s. “Do you remember fucking me against the wall in the Danganronpa Company’s bathroom? Or when you snuck into my room to surprise me like this for our first time?”
“Shut up,” Kokichi snapped. “Stop talking and just put me in you already. If we’re going to do this, we might as well finish it sooner rather than later.”
“Haha… still as demanding as ever, huh?” Shuichi tried to joke, even as he became breathless from bouncing himself up and down around Kokichi’s trembling dick. The veins thundered against his skin, and Shuichi couldn’t wait to feel it fill him up, couldn’t wait to be fucked like he was a whore again after all this time in the game. “Too bad tonight is on my terms, and my terms only. You’re mine, Kichi, there’s no escaping it.”
Kokichi gritted his teeth, finally venturing a glance at Shuichi’s flushed and slutty face. Even though the leader was glaring, Shuichi could feel how he twitched against him at something as simple as seeing his face. “Fuck you.”
“Soon, I believe. If you’ll start acting like a good boy, that is.”
A low, peaceful sigh escaped Shuichi as he continued to bounce, using his hands to keep the cheeks of his ass wrapped around Kokichi’s throbbing boner. Precum slicked up his skin, leaving Shuichi nearly drooling at the idea of that familiar warm sticky mess inside of him. He wanted to be filled, to be fucked, for the boyfriend who would ruin him and turn him into a total slut to return to him.
“F-fuck Shu, I’m close…”
The admission was quiet, like Kokichi was ashamed to say it in the first place. However, the thought made Shuichi perk up, a wide grin overtaking his face. The nickname made his heart soar, his own cock twitching between his legs as he got closer to having his Kokichi return. Wanting to get Kokichi to cum, Shuichi sped up, soft grunts and whimpers escaping Shuichi as he gave Kokichi a butt job. He could feel Kokichi twitching, see pleasure overtaking his face, until Shuichi could tell he was but a moment away from an orgasm.
“Kichi… cum all over me. Make me your slutty bitch. I love you.”
That was all Kokichi needed, throwing his head back while cum practically exploded out of him. Streaks ended up across Shuichi’s lower back as well as his ass and thighs, tainting him with their passion. The familiar sensation of it clinging to him, the longing to hear that grunt Kokichi made when he orgasmed finally satisfied, was more than enough to push Shuichi over the edge as well even though he hadn’t been touched at all. It was a weak orgasm, but he did cum, white strings spreading out across Kokichi’s chest. After riding out his high, Shuichi’s body fell down, his chin ending up on Kokichi’s pecs while his legs wrapped around Kokichi’s still spasming hips.
“So sexy…” Shuichi murmured as he stared up at Kokichi, before pressing soft kisses to his neck while feeling him up. “I miss you, Kichi. Don’t you wanna come back to me? Don’t you love me?”
“I- I-!”
“Kokichi, please,” Shuichi whined. “I want you to fuck me, I’ve been so lonely.”
Kokichi’s face twisted, squeezing his eyes shut as though he were pained. The despair of it all- both his and Kokichi’s- made Shuichi’s heart race, and he leaned up till his exhales encapsulated Kokichi’s soft lips. He pressed a chaste kiss to them, then again, then three times before pulling back and speaking.
“Please… I want to die beside you during the final trial, not separated. This is the only way, Kichi.”
A low, pained sound hissed out of Kokichi’s throat, and Shuichi could tell he needed more. He needed something even more familiar. Of course, Shuichi was happy to give it to him, he knew full well that Kokichi would do the same for him if their places were reversed. Well, actually, Shuichi wasn’t quite sure. Kokichi was definitely the kind of lunatic to get off on killing him, and while Shuichi found it arousing as well, he was more of the hopeless romantic between the two of them.
Slowly, Shuichi sat back up, rubbing his stretched out hole over Kokichi’s still hard tip. A smile rested on the mastermind’s face as he grinded Kokichi against him, watching as short pants of pleasure interrupted what appeared to be a horrible migraine for Kokichi. Shuichi half wanted to console him, tell him it would be over and better soon, and half wanted to continue to watch him suffer without ease. The contradiction was rough, but eventually, Shuichi decided Kokichi probably needed a distraction.
“Kokichi, watch me, will you?”
Blearily, Kokichi’s eyes peeled open, staring as Shuichi’s fingers trailed down his ass and collected a bit of the cum that remained there. Then, he gently brought the coated digits to his entrance, slipping them in easily and moaning as they caressed his inner walls. The touch was nice and welcome, leaving Shuichi’s gut tightening and ready for further pleasure. Beneath him, the sight had turned Kokichi into a mess, the poor thing torn between the blinding pain and his body’s pure need for its lover.
“You want it?” Shuichi questioned, grinning when Kokichi nodded in pure desperation. “I figured. Cutie.”
Without any further warning, Shuichi released, allowing himself to completely spear himself on Kokichi’s huge cock in one fell swoop. Instantly, Shuichi moaned at the same moment Kokichi screamed, the familiar perfect union leaving both of their brains going into static for very different reasons. The sensitivity from their last orgasm left both of them reeling and overstimulated, but there was no way Shuichi was taking a break now. He missed having Kokichi spread him, missed how Kokichi filled him up to the very fucking brim. Almost immediately, Shuichi began to bounce on Kokichi’s dick, drooling as it rammed into his insides and would most definitely leave him limping tomorrow. Fuck, it was so damn perfect. He’d waited so long, like he couldn’t breathe, until now he could yet again.
Kokichi writhed as best he could in his restraints while Shuichi rode him, the sound of slapping skin slowly chipping away at his false persona. It felt so right, so familiar, and yet Kokichi couldn’t place it. Almost as though it were a string, his psyche stretched and stretched, growing tauter and tauter until finally-
“Shu…ichi?”
The word was whispered with such understanding and love that Shuichi instantly knew he’d gotten through to his lover. The mastermind cooed happily, tears bubbling up in his eyes while Kokichi smirked up at him, that gaudy confidence oozing out of him yet again.
“Wow. You thought the best way to get me to remember you was to make me date you and then rape me?” Kokichi scoffed, but Shuichi could tell from that twinkle in his eye that he was just fine with the turn of events. “Untie me, will you? It’s been too long since I’ve gotten to touch you.”
“Y-yeah!” Just as Shuichi reached towards the bindings, he paused, considering something before smiling and gazing down at Kokichi seductively. “Actually, no. Tonight… you’re my dildo, and I’m in charge.”
“Oh?” Kokichi questioned, tilting his head to the side, bemused.
“That’s right. So buckle up. We’re doing things my way.”
Kokichi sucked in a breath, and by the way he twitched within Shuichi, he could tell he’d gotten his lover where he wanted him. With a smirk, Shuichi sped up, bouncing on Kokichi perfectly while the bed creaked beneath them. The mastermind’s insides were as welcoming and warm, if not tighter, than Kokichi remembered, leaving him flustered and struggling to breathe right while Shuichi panted above him. Each time Shuichi came back down, he clenched around Kokichi perfectly, so horribly addicting that before he knew it, Kokichi was thrusting up to meet him.
Instantly, Shuichi yelped, grabbing onto Kokichi’s shoulders for balance while Kokichi rammed into his prostate. With tears sliding down his cheeks from the pure pleasure, Shuichi forced himself to keep moving, moans escaping him each time Kokichi was fully sheathed within him. It was good, so good, too good to be real. Maybe Shuichi was just having a wet dream of his lover, in the end, but even if that was true Shuichi couldn’t find himself to deny his arousal.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so tight,” Kokichi groaned while Shuichi whined above him, fingernails digging into Kokichi’s skin in search of support.
“I- I forgot how big you are…” Shuichi admitted with a hoarse laugh, clamping down while he raised and lowered himself. The burning pain of exertion in his thighs only added to his masochistic pleasure, his cock twitching as it bounced with him. “I’m not gonna last much longer, I don’t think.”
“Me neither,” Kokichi admitted, his usual lazy grin seeming even more sexy than Shuichi remembered it. “We’re gonna be the first mastermind duo, I suppose. I bet the board’s gonna be real mad at you for that.”
“They’ll- they’ll have to deal with it-!” Shuichi gasped out while he lost his sense of rhythm, barely going up and down an inch any longer as he approached his orgasm. He just kept pushing Kokichi’s tip into his prostate, his pleasure building and building. “I love you, Kichi-!”
“I love you too. Cum for me, my beloved.”
With that, Shuichi couldn’t hold back any longer.
He slammed himself down on Kokichi’s whole length a final time, his body making a beautifully slutty arch as he cummed untouched for a second time. Waves of pleasure crashed through him, leaving Shuichi’s mind numb and unable to process a thing but the warmth exploding out from Kokichi’s dick into the depths of his gut. Both of them stayed like that for a moment longer while Kokichi fucked into him as they rode things out, then, all movement stopped.
Gingerly, Shuichi pulled himself off of Kokichi’s cock, staring down between them as semen plopped out of his hole. It landed on Kokichi’s skin in small droplets, and already Shuichi knew it would be a pain to get it all out of him. Instead of dealing with it then, Shuichi just collapsed down onto the bed, snuggling into Kokichi’s body and resting his head in the crook of his neck. He could feel Kokichi’s every inhale and exhale, arms wrapping around Kokichi’s torso and pulling him as close as humanly possible.
“You need to do aftercare, Shuichi.”
“Hm.”
“Seriously though, you know how cranky you get when you don’t shower.”
“Mhm…”
“At least untie me so that I can do it for you.”
“No… I wanna stay like this, at least for a bit.”
When Shuichi glanced up at Kokichi with pouting, begging eyes, all his will to disagree disappeared. Sighing, Kokichi nodded.
“You win.”