"Oi! What the fuck are you doing you damn monkey!" The smaller man barked as the man ignoring his remarks dragged him into one of the rooms. The red vanguard tried to fight back but his moves were too careless so he was easily caught in the middle of his attacks, he was too predictable. The blue suited man dragged the black beanie down over Misaki's eyes, pulled off his own tie and wrapped it around the others arms effortlessly.

"Get this fucking thing off me!" The red head still tried to blindly fight back however, was shoved, lost his balanced and had fallen onto the couch. Soon after, he could feel the warmth of another body looming over his. The taller man never answered back to the annoying shouts of Misaki, there was no way he would listen completely to what Saruhiko would say, so taking action was his next option.

There was still a lot of bite coming from the blinded dog, he kicked his legs up but Saruhiko was faster and had caught both in his hands and had spread them open. At this moment, Yata realised the intentions of his former best friend and thought that what continues after this was all downhill for him but he would still put up a fight for his pride.

"You're really into some weird shit bastard!" Misaki stated while he struggled to move his legs. He felt a tug at his pants at the same time his top crumpling upwards.

"Tsk. It's fine if it's Misaki..." The blue suited man mumbled as he was beginning to drown in his desires for the betrayer and thoughts of his past running through his mind.

"Hah? What's that supposed to mean, you homo, and I told you not to call me Mis-ahh!" The sudden wet touch of the blue haired man's tongue all over his body made him shudder. The virgin only thought of his large amount of pride that was going to be stripped away in a few moments and he hated it. He grinded his teeth and held in the moans that his voice wanted to make, cursing his body for feeling it.

"Don't hold it in Misaki, I want all of you."

"Hnng!" The blinded man desperately held in his voice as Saruhiko pushed one of his fingers into the virgin's tight asshole. He managed to slide the beanie above his eyes that were full of anger and hate.

"You…fucking monkey. I'll…kill you." The taller boy could only smirk at his hateful Misaki, he enjoyed any attention from him really, whether it was good or bad. He leaned closer to the others face and muttered "then kill me" before leaning in more for a kiss yet the smaller man turned his head away. Using his other hand, Fushimi forced the vanguard to look at him but pushing his jaw and used his fingers to open his mouth. He slipped his tongue into Misaki's mouth and played around with his tongue while the blue suited man also shoved another finger into him. Yata let out more muffled cries before biting onto Saruhiko's tongue.

Fushumi pulled back and tasted the salty blood in his mouth, while observing at Misaki's pleased face.

"Tsk." The gaze of the younger boy after he fixed his glasses had become more intense, more lustful. Once Misaki had seen this gaze, his own face turned from pleased to slightly nervous, he had never seen him like this before.

Before he knew it, the blue suited man had pulled out his erected dick and positioned it at his entrance.

"H-hey Saru, you're not gonna put it in are you?" The Blue had ignored him and was beginning to slowly push in, his eyes had an empty sort of feeling, he was only thinking of one thing.

"Ah! It hurts! O-oi Saru, it fucking hurts!" Fushimi had made no reaction to Misaki's calls, he had drowned out all of the sounds. He could only hear the voices in his head.

"Misaki is mine. Only mine. I am the only one who can see Misaki like this. All of his expressions. All of Misaki is only mine."

"Nnng…s-stop..." The taller man's thrusts became faster and harder that Yata had lost a lot of his strength and wasn't able to keep fighting back or even talk. He thought there was no point because the traitor wasn't going to listen anyway. Soon after, he couldn't even think properly either, everything just became a blur.

The only thing he could do was keep calling Saru's name while the blue haired boy kept licking and biting areas around his neck and collarbone. He had to admit that it did feel good, it was only natural to feel good but he really hated Saru for doing this to him. If Saru had explained himself better to Misaki, and told him how he really felt then maybe, just maybe he would- no….what was he thinking? He would never let anyone do him! Misaki had too much pride to bend over for someone else. He could only hear Saru's desperate voice calling his name, never understanding why he sounded like that.

The sounds his body made was deafening to him, but there was nothing he could do about it. The younger boy grabbed onto Yata's hips and lifted them higher, deepening his thrusts. The pleasure was too much for him to handle. He was reaching his limit as Fushimi kept on pounding into him.

"Sa-saru… Mmm gonna-" Before he could manage to finish his sentence, the blue haired man took this as an opportunity to kiss him again. He felt like he was drowning, and only managed to take a small breath between the kisses. Misaki's hole tightened around the younger boys cock as he climaxed, making Saru climax inside too. The red haired boy let out a long moan using the little air left in his lungs before gasping for more with his back arched upwards, while Saru let out an almost inaudible groan yet his face was completely flushed.

Fushimi untied Misaki's arms, sat upright on the couch, and put the tie back on while Misaki was still trying to catch his breath and wiping the cum off his body.

"Saru, you…asshole..." The older boy was having trouble standing up, but after all that he still didn't want to look weak in front of that blue suited traitor who was tidying his uniform. He knew he didn't have any energy to fight Saru now, and decided he would finish it another day. Misaki stumbled towards the door, looking back only with more fiery hatred in his eyes at the calm man sitting on the couch with his arms stretched out and legs crossed.

"I'll fucking kill you, monkey." The smirk Saru made only made the red heads blood boil even more, not wanting to spend another second with him. He continued to stagger away, leaving the younger man sitting in the now quiet room by himself. The feeling of Misaki coming back for him made him feel even more excited, he looked forward to their next meeting.

"I'll be waiting…Mi-sa-ki…" He mumbled to himself.