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Tastes like Adrenaline

Summary:

Chigiri and Kunigami are shameless in the locker room when everyone has gone to sleep. Chigiri is conflicted with his own new feelings. Both parties refuse to admit to said feelings.

Notes:

Please remember I am a NOVICE at this, like I mean novice novice. This is like my first proper smut since like my wattpad days and I finally managed to convince myself to write something and try it out. I'm finishing this sleep deprived at like 5:40am. I have grown in my writing but i'd love to hear some critics

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This isn't Kunigami.

 

Kunigami was gentle, Kunigami was slow, Kunigami was patient. Almost too patient to the point where before, Chigiri used to hate how long he'd drag out prep despite it being so important. Which is why now, being pushed into lockers so viscously with the sound of skin slapping and the sting due to a rushed prep couldn't mean he was with Kunigami. Right?

 

Wrong.

 

Kunigami is rough, Kunigami is fast, Kunigami is aggressive. Not aggressive enough to just take without consent, but aggressive enough to rarely ask Chigiri his colour. And he loved it. He did? No, That's insane. To be ravished like an animal against any hard surface that was out of sights to at least spare the shame of being caught? Risking the noises that slipped as one of Kunigami's hands moved from his waist to clasp around his mouth. Leaving him clawing at the back of the hand while tears slowly began to cloud his vision. Why was he enjoying this? didn't he like the attentiveness that Kunigami brought to such intimacy? A sharp thrust pulls him out of his thoughts as his arm holding him up slightly slips before he recover, moving it back over his head to lean into.

 

God his head felt fuzzy, He'd ask Kunigami to ease even a little but the hand clasped around his mouth made sure that anything that left his mouth with not give away their lewd love making to everyone else. A sharp sting shoots through Chigiri as Kunigami bites his shoulder, sucking hard as his hips snapped up. If tears were prickling his sights before they're pouring now. Despite the pain, the sting, the start contrast to the Kunigami he knew from Team Z, he felt so.. alive..? why was he so hard? hard that it was painful.

 

Confusion rippled through Chigiri as a muffled sob was followed by a painfully strong Orgasm. Blissful yet concerning for Chigiri as confusion overran his mind. that was his best orgasm, and it came from Kunigami brutally pounding into him and forcing him to be quiet. The overstimulation made it hard to think, Hero would've stopped by now and giving Chigiri a break. But Kunigami was brutal, fucking him through the orgasm and the overstimulation until Chigiri was hard again, moans of pain replaced with moans of pleasure all over again.

 

What kind of messed up ego is this? to fuck your partner through their orgasm into overstimulation because you haven't cum yet? The difference is so uncanny. So why was Chigiri so into it? why was he louder then usual, slamming back into Kunigami as their egos continued to fight on who got the most pleasure from this. This ecstasy of wanting this moment to never end was addictive. The stretch of Chigiri's leg being lifted onto Kunigami's shoulder with his other hand, holding onto the leg and he violently sped up. Clearly close to the release of bliss that Chigiri was desperate to get back to.

 

The sounds of skin slapping finally quieting down as Kunigami empties inside of Chigiri and Chigiri decorates the locker for a second time with his own release. Labored breaths occupying the room as Kunigami rests his forehead onto Chigiri's shoulder. Hand leaving Chigiri's mouth and moving to Chigiri's waist, holding him up as he nearly slips. Composure regained and mind freeing, Chigiri is now faced with a horrifying revelation. Kunigami leans in, capturing Chigiri's lips as he pushes him hard against the locker again.

 

Hips slowly starting up again as both are still desperate to burn off any remaining adrenaline from the day away. Ego's battling hard again in another way. This relationship strained, no words exchanged as they know each other without knowing each other anymore. Could you even consider such a relationship friend's with benefits when Kunigami wouldn't even communicate the way friends would anymore.

 

The pain in Chigiri's chest is strong, but he'll bury it the same way he assumed Kunigami did.

 

This is Kunigami.

 

The swallowing of an intruding tongue that was somehow welcome, it tastes like adrenaline. And Chigiri was in love.

 

This is Kunigami.

 

A cry rippling through him at a particularly rough thrust, chest heaving from adrenaline. somebody help him get rid of these feelings.

 

This is Kunigami.

 

the sting of handprints prominent on Chigiri's hips, an addictive adrenaline. He'll suffocate before he admits he's fallen hard.

 

This is Kunigami, and Kunigami Tastes like Adrenaline

Notes:

IDK if im ever gonna write something ever again on AO3, I wanna say I will but I can't make promises as I'm horrible at keeping them.