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Akutagawa had stumbled upon a trick he used to his advantage with his dear Atsushi.
His lover was wonderful, and phenomenal in bed. The performance wasn't an issue, it was the encore. Then the one after that, and another, and so on.
He began to notice a pattern in Atsushi though. When Akutagawa was vocal about how well he was doing and how good it felt, maybe adding a caress to the cheek or fingers rubbing his scalp, it was clear that it was intensely satisfying to Atsushi. So much so that it would get him to climax more quickly.
So on nights like tonight, when Atsushi was staying over and cuddling up behind him in bed, Akutagawa had a secret tactic for avoiding the barrage of “encores”.
They were still naked, post-sex and Atsushi having cum twice already. It came as no surprise that Akutagawa could feel his dick already hard against his back again.
Atsushi propped himself up on his elbow and kissed Akutagawa's neck.
"Ryuu… you good to go again?"
Ugh. He was tired. Dead tired. He had a long, arduous day at work, and Atsushi had already put him through the ringer in bed.
He hummed in affirmation and climbed on top of Atsushi, taking the lead. He summoned his last bit of energy for the day and rode his cock more gently than he usually would.
He moaned, closed his eyes, and tilted his head back, knowing how captivating it made him look. "Ahn, Atsushi… Atsushi… you're amazing. You do such a good job satisfying me..."
"Oh yeah?"
Atsushi thrust his hips upward, trying to take some control, but Akutagawa slapped him on his thigh to stop him. It was his automatic reaction, which would usually be followed by something snippy like, "knock it off!", but he was trying not to behave that way tonight.
Before Atsushi could complain about being slapped, Akutagawa grabbed his hands and interlocked their fingers. He held his hands as he moved his hips in a circular motion, knowing Atsushi liked that.
"Nngh, just like that, I like this."
Atsushi remained still and squeezed Akutagawa's hands in response to his words. He peeked his eyes open just slightly to get a look at Atsushi, who was completely mesmerized, opening his mouth and making little gasping noises.
He felt his dick throb inside of him. Perfect. He was about to cum.
"Mmn, this is divine. It'll feel so good to fall asleep in your arms after this."
Hopefully he'd take the hint that Akutagawa just wanted to sleep…
"Ryuu, I'm sorry, I'm going to cum already."
Atsushi rolled his hips and clutched onto Akutagawa’s thighs as he released his load inside of him.
Akutagawa groaned salaciously and slid off of Atsushi's lap. He leaned over and kissed his cheek, scratching behind his ear. "That was perfect."
Atsushi wore a bashful smile and looked extremely content. He was cute. Such a simple animal, but a cute one.
Akutagawa was thoroughly spent and fell asleep curled up in Atsushi's arms. He was able to sleep through the night with no more interruptions from his lover.
~~~~~
At work the next day, things were slow, no errands to run, no people to track, not even paperwork.
So Akutagawa was having tea in private with Chuuya. Akutagawa was fine sitting in silence as they were, but Chuuya never did well with that.
"You and that tiger boy doing good?"
Akutagawa gave a hint of a smile and his eyes softened. "His name is Atsushi. And yes, I think things are going quite well."
Chuuya hummed.
"Actually, I've discovered the silliest thing about him. When we're in bed together, I can make him cum very quickly by giving him just a little praise."
Chuuya snickered. "Oh yeah? Just like you, huh?"
"Excuse me?" Akutagawa was genuinely perplexed by his comment.
"You're into praise too."
"I am not."
Chuuya barked out a laugh. "You totally are! I've seen it tons of times."
"Preposterous."
Chuuya rolled his eyes and shrugged.
~~~~~
After tea, on the long elevator ride to the ground floor, Chuuya decided to test Akutagawa.
They were standing on each side of the elevator. Chuuya was leaning back on the grab bar that spanned each wall.
"Oh right, congratulations on bringing down that group of drug dealers that had been on our turf."
Akutagawa looked up at Chuuya then looked away.
"It was nothing."
"The boss was real relieved to have it settled. He's always happy with how swiftly you're able to wrap things up."
Akutagawa looked at his feet and fidgeted a bit. "Is that so?"
Chuuya took a couple steps towards Akutagawa. "Yeah. You're pretty great at your job, you know that?"
Akutagawa sighed and covered his mouth. He wouldn't look at Chuuya.
Chuuya moved into his personal space and put his hands on the grab bar behind Akutagawa, caging him between his arms. Chuuya saw that his cheeks were flushed and his breathing short and quick. Even with Chuuya so close to his face, he still refused to look at him.
Then he whispered the finishing blow to Akutagawa. "I bet Dazai would be pretty impressed with how much more competent you've gotten."
"Shut up." He grumbled as he dropped his hand from his mouth. He wore the most indecent expression, eyelids heavy and gaze cast down, cheeks pink and lips parted as he panted softly.
Shit, if he and Chuuya were still on fooling around terms, Chuuya would have jumped him right there.
Instead he backed away from Akutagawa and snickered.
Thank god the elevator finally reached its destination. As the door opened Akutagawa glared at Chuuya, muttering, “Point taken, asshole.” Then he swiftly exited the elevator.
Fine. So he had his own thing for praise. And he hated it! For this exact reason! It made him feel so strange. He didn't take it well, but at the same time it put him over the moon. He craved it and adored it, but he just couldn’t handle it. It was humiliating and pathetic to be put in such a state by a few kind words.
Akutagawa had to go and find a place to settle down and compose himself again. Stupid Chuuya.