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Tension rang throughout the air as two rival gangs approached one another.
“Ushijima,” Oikawa Tooru called, arms crossed and glowering menacingly. “What brings you to arrange this meeting?”
“I’m here because your men keep encroaching on my territory,” Ushijima said simply, keeping all emotion from showing on his face. “Keep off my territory, and we will stay off yours.”
“You didn’t seem to have any issue arranging to set foot on my territory previously,” Oikawa snarled, allowing his fangs to extend. “We have no interest of taking over your territory, and you know it. One of my people happening to cross into your territory means nothing, especially since I have been so gracious to not do anything when I’ve noticed multiple members of your gang encroaching on my borders.”
Ushijima raised an eyebrow. “Interesting. I will tell my people to quit that behavior if you control your people and keep them off my territory.”
Oikawa glared for a few more seconds before nodding. “Fine. And if someone needs to go through your territory for one reason or another, I can arrange telling you if you give me the same courtesy.”
Ushijima nodded, extending a hand for a handshake.
Oikawa stepped forward and shook it. “Now, get the fuck off Aoba Johsai turf.”
The two gang leaders stared heatedly at one another for another second before Ushijima turned his back, leading Shiratorizawa away from the meeting.
“Stupid prick,” Oikawa grumbled once the rival gang had gotten sufficiently far away that even enhanced hearing would have a hard time picking up on it.
“He’s no more insufferable than usual,” Iwaizumi said with a shrug. “Don’t let him get to you so much. I couldn’t help but notice that you were the only one who extended your fangs.”
Oikawa glared at Iwaizumi. “Yeah, because I want to bite his throat out.”
Iwaizumi nodded. It wasn’t terribly uncommon for a werewolf to snap, after all. “Fair enough, but do you really want war with them?”
“...No. I don’t.”
“Don’t let him get in your head, then,” Iwaizumi said, clapping him on the shoulder.
“Yeah, he’s a dick, but they’re all like that, you just gotta get over it,” Makki piped up.
“Who fucking cares about their opinion, anyway?” Kyoutani added.
“You’re right,” Oikawa said, a smirk on his face. “Fuck Shiratorizawa. Let’s get lunch.”
That night, Iwaizumi Hajime walked onto Shiratorizawa territory without breathing a word to Oikawa. He was not here on business, after all, but for something a bit more…
Carnal.
Iwaizumi walked through the streets with his head held high, approaching his destination with a purpose.
He walked up to a house, slid an unlocked window open, and climbed inside.
“You could just enter through the door, I left it unlocked for you,” Ushijima said with a smirk. He was seated on his bed, a book in hand.
“I prefer it this way,” Iwaizumi told him, kicking off his shoes and pulling his shirt off as he approached. “It gets me right to where you are.”
“I see.” Ushijima set his book on his bedside table. “And I suppose I can figure out what you’re here for?”
“You know it,” Iwaizumi said, placing a hand on Ushijima’s chest and pushing him down. “You got me worked up today, entering our territory like that. You’ve got to stop getting on Oikawa’s nerves like that, by the way.”
“Even if it means I see you less often?” Ushijima asked with a smirk.
“You won’t,” Iwaizumi promised, hauling one of his legs over to straddle Ushijima and shoving his shirt up. “You know I come several times a week just for you.”
“Then why don’t you take what you came here for?” Ushijima ordered, pulling his shirt the rest of the way off.
Iwaizumi did as ordered with pleasure. His mouth was on Ushijima’s chest in an instant, letting out his fangs and sucking a mark into his meaty pec.
Ushijima groaned, his own fangs extending and eyes turning yellow. “Careful, or I might lose it,” he warned.
“Maybe I want you to,” Iwaizumi told him with a smirk, letting his own eyes flash. “Claw into me as I fuck you into oblivion.”
“You tempt me,” Ushijima growled, and Iwaizumi’s smirk grew as hands gripped at his hips. “Get these out of my way.”
Iwaizumi laughed as he shifted off Ushijima to pull off his pants. Ushijima was quick to use the opportunity to get his own pants off, and Iwaizumi couldn’t help but salivate at seeing his exposed, already hard dick.
Now fully bare, Iwaizumi climbed back over Ushijima and settled between his legs. He wrapped a hand around Ushijima’s exposed member, and the gang leader hissed at the contact.
Iwaizumi lowered his head and wrapped his lips around the tip of Ushijima’s dick. Iwaizumi had always enjoyed giving oral, but there was something particularly special about how this dick specifically felt in his mouth. Ushijima was a large man, and his penis was no exception to the rule. As Iwaizumi swallowed more of it, the pleasant weight filling his mouth and throat sent blood shooting down as Ushijima became impossibly harder.
“Fuck, Iwa,” Ushijima groaned, a hand fisting in Iwaizumi’s hair. “You’re so good at this.”
Iwaizumi gave a hard suck, causing Ushijima to buck in his mouth, before reaching for his asshole. He gently ran his finger over the fluttering hole and was surprised to find it was already lubricated.
“I had a feeling you would be coming today,” Ushijima told him, shockingly put together, though his speech was a bit breathier than usual. “I’m already prepared for you, when you are ready to fuck me.”
Iwaizumi bobbed his head and slid a finger inside him, drawing a gasp from the gang leader. He lazily fucked the finger in and out of his asshole as he bobbed his head up and down his dick.
“Gods above, you make me feel so good,” Ushijima praised. “I’m already close.”
Iwaizumi pulled his mouth off with a pop while adding a second finger. “Well, we can’t have you cumming too soon now, can we?”
“You’re so cruel,” Ushijima moaned as a third finger was added. “Fuck me already.”
Iwaizumi ignored the command, slowing his fingers’ movement as he pumped them.
“Iwaizumi,” Ushijima snarled. “I said to fuck me already.”
“Nah,” Iwaizumi said, smirking. He stopped his fingers, keeping them completely still in Ushijima’s hole.
“Iwaizumi!” Ushijima cried, trying to move his hips.
Iwaizumi’s free hand landed on his hips. “You can ask more nicely than that.”
Ushijima growled, reaching a hand up and digging claws into Iwaizumi’s shoulder. “Now.”
Iwaizumi relished in the pain, slowly pulling out his fingers. “You look stunning when you’re angry, but you’re even more beautiful when you beg.
“Please,” Ushijima gasped.
Iwaizumi was quick to replace his fingers with his cock, drawing a loud cry from Ushijima. He pounded his hips right away, setting a rapid pace that had Ushijima’s claws raking over his back and cumming within seconds.
“Iwa,” Ushijima moaned, white painting his stomach. “You make me feel so good.”
Iwaizumi continued to pound into him, unable to form words as his mouth fell open in pleasure. Ushijima’s walls were hugging him perfectly, and he was already threatening to cum as they squeezed through Ushijima’s orgasm.
“Iwa,” Ushijima groaned. “You’re fucking me so well.”
With that, Iwaizumi came. In other circumstances, it would be embarrassing to cum so soon. But with Ushijima’s look of satisfaction as cum filled his insides, Iwaizumi couldn’t bring himself to care.
Iwaizumi slowly pulled out, Ushijima’s claws finally leaving his back as Iwaizumi pulled away.
“Would you like to stay the night?” Ushijima offered.
“No,” Iwaizumi said, gathering his clothes. “Wouldn’t want to tip Oikawa off about us.”
“You always have a place in Shiratorizawa if you would like it,” Ushijima told him.
Iwaizumi shook his head. “I could never leave them.”
“...Alright, then,” Ushijima said, face blank in a way Iwaizumi knew was on purpose. “Perhaps one day we won’t need to hide our relationship.”
“Maybe one day,” Iwaizumi agreed.
But for now, their meetings would need to stay secret.
So, Iwaizumi slipped back through the window and walked back to Aoba Johsai territory, wishing he didn’t feel drawn to one person on the other side of the border.