Title: Crazy Living
Pairing: Serizawa Tokio x Tatsukawa Tokio
Rating: R
Notes: For rei_kurasaki. Credit goes to Amuro Namie for the song lyrics.


~ Anything you want me to do
I can do you, I can do you ~

Tamao slaps his hand against the wall, fingers digging in, trying to find purchase, but it's impossible of course, not against the smooth surface so he settles for bracing himself with one hand against the concrete. Tokio's on his knees in front of him, lips and tongue wet and warm on his cock as he sucks and licks. It feels so good, Tamao thinks, and wonders why he wasted all that money on those massage parlours when Tokio's willing to do it for free and curses himself for not having asked earlier.

He moans as Tokio lingers over the head, teasing, tasting, and Tamao can't stop himself from thrusting into Tokio's mouth, wanting more.

"Tokio," he hears himself say, unable to come up with anything coherent; his voice ragged, "Tokio."

And Tokio doesn't miss a beat; taking him in deeper, long lashes veiling his closed eyes as he slides his tongue all along Tamao's length.

Tamao weaves his fingers into Tokio's hair, gripping tightly, grateful that Tokio didn't have to shave it all off for the operation, and bucks his hips again. Hard. He can feel himself reaching closer and closer to the edge and when he finally does, it's with a strangled cry and a hard tug on Tokio's scalp.

He collapses against the wall, trying to catch his breath and watches as Tokio gets to his feet, turning his head to one side before he spits, eyes gleaming with amusement. Tokio leans forward, pressing his chest close to Tamao's, obliterating any space between them.

"Did you like it?" he asks, and it's all Tamao can do to nod, as he tries to gather his wits.

"Next time," Tokio promises, breath ghosting over Tamao's lips as he kisses Tamao briefly, "You get to fuck me. Would you like that?"

Tamao can feel his mouth turn dry as he contemplates the idea of being inside Tamao, of taking him, owning him. He cups the side of Tokio's face, staring into his eyes and feels his face breaking into a slow, languorous smile before he replies, "Of course."

end