Yeah, yeah... first time writting smut for another pairing than XS... A bit anxious...

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'Punishment, he said.' Kougami thought ironically.

Beneath him, white skin was spreading indecently, flushed, sweat dampened and craving. His mind was blank, his hands were trembling. Makishima was breathing heavily, adjusting his lower-half to the intrusion of the Enforcer's organ. His face was expressing an obvious discomfort, but Shinya couldn't care. He was too engrossed with the hotness trapping his aching arousal.

Something was wrong, something wasn't going right with him; yet he was already deep inside the bottom man. How could he, an Enforcer, truly become that intimate with a monster? Everything was beyond logic. Still, he loved it. He loved the incredible pleasure the cold blooded monster's body could bring in him, he loved the way their bodies were touching, grasping, longing for each other. He loved…

"A-ah!" The slenderer man gasped, arms locking behind Shinya's back and nails digging in the latter's back.

That was ecstatic.

Makishima was moaning louder and louder, muttering inaudible words. His eyes were shutting close, his skinny legs parted open wide for the ex-Inspector. Oh Lord was the view he was getting unbelievably mind-blowing: the naked white haired man shivering anxiously, his sharp hips welcoming, his back arching, his hands, leaving Kougami's back, clutching the coach's edge.

The scent was getting higher.

"Kougami…" The colorless man moaned between two pants. "Kougami… Hurry up… Nnm…"

Hungry lips locking on each others'.

"I know that already." He replied and slid his arms beneath the other man's thighs, and in the process appreciating the softness of the skin.

The brunet couldn't wait anymore. He had to move. Move quickly.

At a snail's pace, he pulled out a swollen, semen-wet shaft. Shogo, already accustomed to the dark haired man's wideness, whined at the loss. But when he caught a sight of Kougami's hard member getting out from him, he twitched. Pre-cum was starting to leak on his abdomen.

Drops of sweat were making Shogo's torso shimmering in the dark. The Enforcer's tongue simply licked at them, dragging on an erected pinkish nipple; biting, sucking, lapping, all in the same time.

"Aan… Mm! That's… enough! Do it… do… it…" He finally pleaded.

Kougami grunted then embedded himself back. He lifted the bottom man's hips upward and started bucking wildly. The slamming thrusts were making Makishima's slim body waving in unison with the Enforcer's. Their breath was irregular, hot and moist.

Makishima didn't know anymore on what focusing his thoughts. Seriously, even being the higher spirit he was, focusing was something almost impossible at the moment. His attention was too busy with the in-and-out motions in him, the want building in his belly, and the heat of his counterpart above.

Sex can be such a gross activity, he pondered. To think that humans have to resort to that to maintain a certain equilibrium for their organism, that fact was so…

"Ngh! Ah…Aa! Shinya! I feel it…" His voice suddenly rose in the middle of all the moist noises of their intercourse.

At that point Kougami was silent. Only low groans of sensuous excitement would come from his lips. Only an unyielding hunger was stirring him. His engorged manhood was painful. He knew he wouldn't last for long. The Enforcer drove deeper in the white haired man's wet hole. Pounding harder, faster, he felt his body reaching its extreme limits.

"Shinya... Shinya-Ah!... Shin-…!"

Makishima was tightening around him, his hands were clasping hard at Kougami's spiky locks. Soon he wriggled painfully before crying out loud, his white fluid spilling all over his abs. The pressure on Kougami's hardness was enough to make him lose control and released himself in the tight warmth.

They remained still after their climax. The white haired man was panting erratically, his head snuggling in the dark haired man's neck. Kougami moved to rest on Makishima's chest.

The moment was awkward. Actually, how was the Enforcer supposed to talk with a criminal he just had sex with? Forget the fact that he was a hallucination of his confused mind. With the strength remaining in him, he propped himself on his elbows and looked clumsily at the nameless monster.

One hand made its way to the silken white hair. Then, stroking at it delicately,

"Makishima…" He began.

But it was written that that sentence would remain incomplete, as Makishima Shogo's illusion disappeared with the last thrills of orgasm.

…

Perhaps that was a punishment after all.

When he looked at the place where the illusion of Makishima formerly was, he wondered. That man, that monster, actually had been the only subject of his thoughts for years. How did things end like that, he couldn't say. The only certain thing in that sea of nonsense was the guilt.

Makishima Shogo was a criminal; and more than anything, he was the man who killed Sasayama. A disturbed, deranged mind that pleaded human's love to do his atrocities.

…So why was Kougami dreaming about him that way? Hitting on his sandbag would change nothing about his feelings.

The Enforcer frowned and got up. "At any rate, I've to go back to work."

Shinya took a new box of cigarettes and went out.

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