A/N: What if Mikoto looks only indifferent on the outside but the truth is he's actually a sex fiend? And what if behind Izumo's back he's actually doing Totsuka and they're keeping it a secret. But then he meets Reishi and falls in love with him because compared to Totsuka he's playing hard to get and Mikoto loves the chase and everything. Plus he loves seeing Reishi being far from his usual composed and immaculate self, loving the various faces the guy makes when they do it. And when he comes home and Totsuka acts all clingy, he can't help but remember Reishi's subversive behavior towards him which turns him on the more. Totsuka ends up getting all of Mikoto's desire for Reishi.

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They fucked hard. The girl was panting and moaning at Mikoto's every thrust. Mikoto couldn't help but imagine that he was doing Reishi. When he looks at her, she sees no one but Munakata Reishi. She begs Mikoto to move faster. In Mikoto's mind he was calling Reishi name, in his mind he was the one Mikoto was making love to.

"Suoh.. deeper, thrust deeper."

He heard him say as tears filled the corner of his eyes. His constricted and aroused breathing filled the air, Mikoto kissed him roughly. Their tongues dancing playully that saliva was streaming down Reishi's mouth.

"Uh.. Nn.."

Reishi's eyes looked wanton, he was so aroused at Mikoto's touch. He rolled his head to the side. Mikoto always loved his neck, he always wanted to lick him, kiss him there so he went down and kissed him, licked his throat and kissed the underside of his jaw.

"Don't leave marks.'

He says. Oh how beautiful his aroused voice was, how it made his skin tingle and aroused him even more. This was it, this was what he has been dreaming of. He pulled him up in a straddling position, he was surprised and after looking face to face with the red, he looked so embarrassed that Mikoto couldn't help but tease him a bit.

"Let me see you pleasure yourself. Move against me."

He hesitated at first, but then he went down slowly, taking Mikoto's sceptre. He played with himself while Mikoto sat back watching him. He moaned in pleasure as he was undulating against Mikoto. He craned his neck and told Mikoto how it felt so good. The sound of skin against skin filled the room. The wet sounds coming from Reishi's back was pleasant to Mikoto's ears. His moans, a melody and his pants and grunts were heaven sent. The red moved too, helping Reishi pleasure himself even more. Mikoto couldn't help himself but leer at Reishi as he was doing things to himself. The way he closed his eyes, the way he furrows his brows when Mikoto's scepter touches his soft spot was a sight to behold, accompanied by the sound that he makes it was such a breathtaking scene. His face all red, his body sweating profusely and his pink nipple perking up in his chest. Mikoto pulled him and sucked him there playing with Reishi's protrusions using his tongue. The sound of his tongue against his teeth was faint, but to Mikoto's ears it was so unnerving. Sucking his chest, kissing his abdomen and the skin just above his sternum was good. He tasted sweet, the salty taste of his skin like water in the sea didn't matter to Mikoto. Reishi was sweet, sweet as belgian chocolate. He could just ear him up then and there. He touched the small of Reishi's back, traced his spine using his index finger and grabbed his buttocks to pull him closer. He pulled him down and bit his shoulder, liked him up to his neck and then he slapped his behind. He let out a moan.

"Ah…"

He twined his arms to Mikoto's neck and whispered to him to hit him more.

Another slap came at the same place where the first one landed, and another, and then another. Mikoto stopped hitting him. Reishi heaved and tightened his embrace. After than Mikoto hugged him back, kissed him, pinned him down and made love to him all over again.

Mikoto remembered it vividly how he schemed it all just to sleep with the girl after she did it with Reishi. That has been his dream in the past, to smell the scent their sex, thank goodness the girl was completely enamoured with him that she couldn't refuse when he asked. And now, he was back to reality, how will he make Reishi completely his? How will he convince the man to be with him 24/7?

000

Munakata Reishi haunts Mikoto every second, every minute of his waking hours. He couldn't get him out of his mind. Everything becomes him, everything smells like him. You could only imagine how it hurts and how it drives him mad sometimes. He whispers sweet nothings into his ear, things the real Reishi wouldn't say if he was there. He invades his dreams, their encounters kept playing in his mind over and over again. The feel of Reishi's skin against his, the sound that he makes, his flustered face, his moans, his grunts lingers. It teases him making him lose control that sometimes when it possess him, he couldn't help but break one or two glasses. He couldn't help but finish two to four boxes of cigarettes. His hand trembles, his lower lip quivers, he wants to see Reishi, he wants to feel his warmth and taste his sweet kisses and hear him say his name.

Munakata Reishi, just the name was sweet poison to him, he was ecstacy, he was his heroin. He doesn't do drugs but what he feels right now was akin to being addicted to one. He was like a drug dependent on the verge of insanity as he was being deprived. He pants, he grunts and he tries to calm himself down. But nothing really makes any sense any longer, nothing feels right anymore. Where was Reishi? Was he okay? Was he no longer in the hospital? What has become of him, he can't help but think about this. His mind was in circles, his reasoning tops-turvy.

His body ached, it has been a long time since he did it. He refuses to see Totsuka, he refuses to tell him the truth of his ordeal and most importantly he refuses to sleep with him. Now that he thinks that the real object of his lust has come into his possession, he didn't need anything else. He locks himself up in his room and only goes out from time to time, his usual lethargy was there so his other clanmates didn't noticed how changed he was. How in his heart he has become such an emotional mess desiring to see Munakata Reishi the blue king and do unspeakable things to him. Izumo would check on him from time to time but he just stares at the ceiling saying nothing or pretend that he's asleep. Sometimes Mikoto would behave differently that Izumo, Totsuka and the others get worried. Sometimes when they do their usual rounds Mikoto ends up using too much power. Fear and adoration would creep up in their hearts. Totsuka resolved to ask him the matter. If this continues, Mikoto will burn himself up.

Mikoto wanders outside, he keeps on being hopeful that he would bump up with the blue. He also keeps getting into trouble. If this was the only way to get Reishi to meet him again, he doesn't care. Reishi after their last encounter didn't return to the bar he usually frequents and where Mikoto perpetually waits for him. So now, the red thinks that there was no other way to force the Blue King to see him but this. His fear of using his power for destruction didn't matter as long as he could have him, as long as he would be there to lock him up, to be the one to contain him.

"Munakata..."

He sits down at a bench and keeps calling Reishi in his mind hoping that one way or another the blue would hear him, that the strength of his desire to see him would make the universe conspire to bring him to him. He closed his eyes and feel the coldness of the air against his skin. The sun was already setting. The footsteps of people coming to and fro were noisy even though in this side of the neighbourhood there were only a few people walking at this time of day. He heard footsteps coming towards him, getting closer, getting louder and louder until it stopped just inches from. When he looked over his shoulder he thought he saw a faint glimmer of his beloved's dark hair, he thought he saw his glasses glistened under the setting sun. The dark hair turned into dark blond and he realised it was not Reishi but Totsuka smiling at him with all his might as if hiding the pain he was feeling.

"King.."

A/N: I forgot how much I enjoyed writing this fic. I wanted to write a fanfic about obsession these past few days, I completely forgot that I already wrote one. hahaha. XD Oh well, I never thought rereading this fic will make me feel better. We really need more obsessed Mikoto.