Personality Flip! Pt.2

" … You don't have to be so stiff, you know," Ritsu said after taking a sip of his beer, shocking Masamune slightly. No, not slightly. It appeared to shock him a great deal to the point of spilling his beer all over his pants. "I-I'm not stiff!" he denied, overreacting as he tried to wipe the beer but only spreading it around his pants, frustrating him further.

Is this man really my superior and senior in life? Ritsu stared without a hint of sympathy as Masamune struggled to clear up his mess. Finally, he sighed and stood. "Wait here, Takano-san. I'll go grab a towel for you to wipe yourself…" not capable of doing anything else, Masamune nodded.

"Eek!" Ritsu almost dropped the towel when he heard that…sudden weird sounding shriek. He dashed to the main hall. "Takano-san!?" he paused when he saw him all teary-eyed, kneeling on the ground. "S-sorry… I kind of cut my finger by the edge of the beer can…" blood was oozing out of his left forefinger, dripping onto the ground when they overflowed.

"You idiot!" in the blink of an eye, Ritsu was beside him, fussing over his tiny cut. He held up the injured finger, and without hesitation, begun to suck on it. "Mm!? What are you—"

"Shauffp," Ritsu muffled, twirling his tongue gently over the wound in his mouth. Small, soft moans escaped Masamune's mouth and he shivered. "It's no big deal…" he managed to pant out. Ritsu simply gave him a side glance, sucked for a while longer, and released the now wrinkled finger from his metallic tasting mouth. "It isn't now. But if I didn't disinfect it, who knows what'd happen to a klutz like you?"

A look of irritation flashed through Masamune's face for a split second. "It's just a cut! I've survived 27 years without anything serious happening –" he paused. "Yeah? Was there something after all?"

Did I seriously fall for this guy 10 years ago?

"It was you, Onodera."

Time came to halt in Ritsu's heart, and it forgot the need to pump.

He wasn't sure if he heard it correctly, for it was so soft. And Takano-san had never let out any hints that he'd regretted what happened 10 years ago throughout the time he worked at Emerald.

"It's you," he repeated hoarsely, confirming Ritsu's disbelief. Swallowing, it took Ritsu roughly 10 seconds before he looked up to meet Masamune's teary eyes. His lips were quivering.

This wasn't the first time he's confessed his feelings; there was so many times, Ritsu lost count. He didn't take any of them seriously, though. Yet, why now, did he feel this… desire?

Without realizing, he was sucking on Masamune's lips, which he replied with by opening his mouth slightly, letting Ritsu's tongue slip in easily. It was Masamune who taught him how to kiss with his tongue – now he's just returning the favor.

"Mmm… R-Ritsu…" he felt his heart thump at his first name being called and slid his hand down to Masamune's pants, stroking his crotch which was slowly hardening at his touch. Masamune tightened his grip on Ritsu's arms when his hand reached for zipper and single-handedly pulled down his pants to his knees, leaving his underwear which was already soaking wet with pre-cum. Honestly, Ritsu was hard too, since that time at the office.

Even though he knew he can't trust this man a second time.

He removed his hand which was now sticky and used it to grab Masamune's. "Fwah?" he flinched under his touch as he let himself be led into Ritsu's bedroom and pressed onto his bed. Gently, as if treating something fragile, Ritsu removed Masamune's glasses and set them one side, fully exposing his flushed face. "Takano-san…" Ritsu brushed his hand over his cheek. Masamune shivered, "It's cold…" it was October, after all. He held his hand, pressing it against his cheek. "… Warmer?" he had an expression seemingly mixed with hesitation and… love. That's right. Love. Ritsu smirked to himself. Love, he repeated in his mind.

"Takano-san, I'm… gonna go all the way," saying that, Ritsu nibbled at his ear and swiftly sliding a finger into Masamune's butthole, making him whimper softly. All of these techniques, words, everything was taught to him by Masamune. Sometimes, like right now, he'd think how thankful he actually was that no one knew this side of him. It was an exclusive Takano Masamune – just for him.

Then Yokozawa hit Ritsu in the face.

"What the fuck!" his blood boiled the moment he thought of the man who claimed Masamune to be his own until recently, when he told him to 'take care of him'. Seriously!?

The sudden roar shocked Masamune. Before he could recover, Ritsu had taken off his and Masamune's clothing, leaving them both naked in the chilling night. Ritsu was throbbing as he placed himself infront of Masamune's entrance. He shivered. "W-wait!" Masamune tried to protest. "I'm not rea—"

Then Ritsu pushed it in for the first time.

And he blacked out.

"Oi, Onodera… Onodera!"

"Nnh?" Ritsu tried to open his eyes which somehow felt sore.

"Oi!" Masamune repeated. "Don't faint in the middle of sex! I can't come in you like this, you know?" upon hearing that, Ritsu shot up and suddenly felt empty and sore, falling back down onto the bed. "Oww…" he flipped himself so his back was touching the soft mattress and saw Masamune staring at him. And he was on top. Is this a dream? He felt confused. Didn't he just stick himself inside Masamune? So why was he on top on of him?

"… Was I too rough?" Masamune muttered in particular to nobody. Staring intently at Ritsu while growling softly, he brushed his hand across his cheek like Ritsu did to him earlier. Then he snuggled his own cheek on his and whispered into his ears, "Sorry. It felt too good." And suddenly there was a slippery sound and Ritsu feeling himself being filled once more. A moan unwillingly escaped his throat when Masamune nibbled on his earlobe. Then he realised this was reality. He had fainted from the 3rd round of the night when Masamune forcefully insisted on doing it again. Noooooooooo! Tears rolled down his burning cheeks. I want to return to that dream! It's heaven!

"… What are you thinking, Ritsu?" it was the same voice when Masamune confessed his love in his dream. Crap, that's what ran through Ritsu's mind as he felt himself get hard from remembering Masamune's flushed face. It was a complete personality transformation from the usual him! Masamune smirked, as if he could tell what he was thinking. "You're thinking dirty things, aren't you? It's written all over your face. Why don't you tell me about it?" Ritsu flushed and shook his head violently. I'm at the bottom again… he sighed mentally. But the him in his dream really didn't seem to fit who he really is –

"Ah!" he shivered from the sudden shock. "Then…" Masamune panted. "I'll just have to force it out of you this way!"

They went at it like rabbits till morning.

"Oh, by the way," Masamune smoked through a cigarette. "… What?" Ritsu replied flatly, unable to say anything else as he was still recovering from the previous night. "The manuscripts you submitted are completely rejected. They're all boring." The words stabbed at Ritsu sharply. That was what he said in his dream! Was this a form of revenge unintentionally on Masamune's part!? "And don't say I wasn't kind enough to inform you. We're entering the high peak soon, so you'd better get it done before then."

Ritsu froze. Oh no. His dream was coming true. But with the roles reversed. "YOU SHOULD'VE TOLD ME THAT EARLIER!"

"I love you. Good luck." With that, Masamune fell back into bed and fell back asleep.

"Don't sleep! We're gonna be late for work!"

What an idiot!

What an idiot!

Takano-san's a big idiot~~~!

I knew it – it's impossible to like this guy!

Days till Onodera Ritsu falls (completely) in love: _ ?