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ryouta kise,
xanxus

You and me

Who: Ryouta Kise and Xanxus
What: Xanxus takes Ryouta on a Solstice Date
When: 30th December
Where: some arena in the city
Warnings: all Xanxus warnings apply. also eventual kissing/more

It had been quite the ordeal to make this happen. He had had to even write a super professional letter requesting permission to go. He didn't make that sort of effort for just anyone. But there he was, asking the powers that be for permission to go out to a basketball game with Kise. Because he wanted to take the blond out.

He had to put up with the damn bodyguard. Mr Muscle was always there, just in the shadows. Pissed him off really. He didn't want a baby sitter. That meant he and Kise couldn't disappear to a nice hotel after. But that's not the plan. The man was just to take the blond to the game.

He told the babysitter that since they were center court courtside seats, there was no way he could sneak away or get into trouble. Besides, just looking at Kise's expression would be worth all of it. He grins at the younger blond man as they enter the arena to go to their seats.

"You ready for this?"

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He hears people clapping and hooting at them. Perhaps a few boos as well. He'll give anyone throwing around slurs the finger from behind Ryouta's back as they kiss. His hands sliding up the man's shirt after flipping the bird. Just getting up under there to touch skin while he gets himself a lapful. A very excited lapful. He had teased Ryouta over text about screwing him in public and now he can see for himself that he has a budding exhbitionist on his hands.

"It's about sense and aesthetic. The smell of the melting wax. The sudden splash of heat on your skin. The anticipation, wondering when the next it going to drop. The color, something bright, over your pale skin in little designs, sliding and cooling and hardening." That hand inside Kise's shirt playfully strokes as of making those designs.

"I think you'd enjoy it." He steals another little kiss that isn't little at all but does nothing to remove the man from his lap. He expects this to hit the tabloids within hours.

Ankh was going to kill him for making a spectacle of himself.

"I'll think about the wax, but I'm leaning towards yes. A one time thing," he said with a tease. He could handle spanking, but in general he wasn't good at handling pain. If Xanxus would entertain the possibility of bottoming for him once, Ryouta could entertain this idea.

He wants to stay in Xanxus' lap, but eventually half time will be over, and he does want to watch the game, even if it's not the best. He gives Xanxus another kiss before climbing out of his lap, careful so that his hard on wouldn't be obvious to the world, and sat back in his seat, his hand reaching out and taking Xanxus' again.

He misses that weight as soon as it's gone. It's not just that. He has to put his hand over his lap for a moment because having that hot blond on his lap and making out with him gave him a bit of a hard-on too. He almost considers taking that hand that took his and putting it right on the crotch of his jeans. However, he resists and just tangles their fingers together.

Once more, instead of the game, he ends up watching Kise. The blond is far far more interesting than a bunch of players. Watches him and wishes there was a way to get the two of them away from their respective babysitters for a quickie.

The game isn't the most exciting game out there. Really, there seems to be something... missing from it.

"Anything's easy to do if you've seen it enough times"

He blinked. What was that?

Suddenly memories of him and the others he's been dreaming about, seeing flashes of, invade. Little flashes of stuff.

Aomine's Formless Shot. Murasakibara's Thor's Hammer, Midorima's Arc of Falling, Akashi's Ankle Break,

the Ignite Pass Kai.

"This is kinda tame," he murmurs. "Where's the special skills?" He sighs and leans against Xanxus. He's still enjoying the game, but it's ... lacking. "Though, they're ranked 10th, so what do you expect?"

He looks over at Xanxus. "Do you have any plans for after the game?" He too wishes there was a way that they could get their guards to go away for a bit. Maybe they could stand outside a hotel room?

He raises an eyebrow at the question. Special skills? He has no idea what the other man is talking about. He thought just playing at this level was enough do a skill but what did he know about basketball. "I guess I'll have to make it up to you, for taking you to such a boring game."

He gives the hand in his a fond squeeze and gives the man a flirting grin that promises so much. "Well, if it wasn't for our little friends, I would have taken you to that hotel we like so much. I would have kept you busy for the rest of the night and well into the morning. But as it is, we might have to sneak away to the stadium handicapped bathroom." He leans to husk into Ryouta's ear. "They have bars for you to hold onto."

Ryouta himself doesn't know what he means either. "It's not so bad," he said, returning the squeeze. "But you're more than welcome to make it up to me"

He looks over his shoulder to look at his bodyguard. "They could just wait outside the door. I don't mind if they hear. They probably heard they worse."

He shudders pleasantly at the breath against his ear. "I'd be up for that." What can he say? He's young and healthy. He can several times in a night.

Xanxus laughs at that. "Good god, you're dirty. I like that about you." Though really, he's the filthy one that had brought it up in the first place. "And around me, you know they have. So we'll make them wait outside the door like fucking dogs."

He leans a little against Ryouta. "Right after the game then. We'll make an entire crowd of beer drinking scum wait to use the bathroom til I'm done with you." Now, he's really looking forward to the end of the game, more than he had before.

Grinning, Ryouta looks over at Xanxus. "I could blame you, but that's not entirely fair."

He settles against Xanxus. "Sounds like a plan," he said turning is attention back to the game. "And you're right. We'd take the whole second half the game, and probably get kicked out."

And that's not a good idea. This game may be a little lame, but what if a stronger team comes? Ryouta would want to see that and not be banned from the arena. Ryouta has his priorities, okay?

They are very cute priorities and Xanxus will put up with them. Mostly because he has his own and he'll get them eventually. Plus, perhaps the high energy of the game will really get to Ryouta and give him an enjoyable highly playful eager time in the stadium bathrooms.

For that, he'll sit and watch the whole thing. Mostly. Most of the rest of the game is spent watching Ryouta watching the game.

At the end of the game the Stars won by three points. It hadn't been a very exciting game, but Ryouta had enjoyed himself.

He stood, stretching, the t-shirt he was wearing riding up a little. "We should do this again," he said. "Maybe not a basketball game, but something you'd like."

He realized then that he really didn't know what Xanxus liked beyond drinking, eating, and sex. And music, of course. This would be a good way to get to know the other man. He gave Xanxus a smile. "Ready to go?"

"Something I like..." He wonders if Ryouta would like to sit through an entire opera. Or want to go to a paintball course. Something says he would really really love paintball. He'd probably get way way too into it but it sounds like a lot of fun. "I'd like that. I'll think of something and steal you away again."

He stands to stretch and takes Ryouta by the arm. Like he's going to make sure the man stays next to him. "Definitely ready to go." He's very ready to help Ryouta burn off all the excitement of the game in the bathroom.

Ryouta would not be opposed, especially because it meant spending time with Xanxus. He would enjoy it as much as Xanxus enjoyed the basketball game.

He leans against Xanxus, and laughs. "We're not going to make it to a hotel, are we?"

He laughs as well. "No. No we won't." Mostly because he doesn't know if they'll be able to get a hotel. That whole being under guard and all. But he's certainly going to try. Because a quickie in the bathroom isn't going to be enough for him.

"I had a feeling." Ryouta looks around. "I'm sure there's a VIP restroom we can take over."

He laces his fingers with Xanxus. "Or a family restroom."

He wants Xanxus so bad right now. "Too bad we can't go into the locker rooms..."

Oh, there an idea. Not these locker rooms, and not today. Maybe he could bribe a janitor to let them in on another day and he can Xanxus can fuck in the locker rooms.

"Oh, look, the crowd's thinning over here." He nods in the direction, opposite of the way the crowd's going towards the exist, and look, a family restroom. "Let's go."

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Any place will do, honestly. Hell, if he had his way, he would just pin Ryouta to the wall right here in the crowd. But he's already done his display for the evening. The rest he wants just for himself. No shows.

"I doubt our babysitters would let us either. I can't wait until we get rid of them." Because they're really killing his sex life. Though not too much seeing as how he's about to take this golden boy into a public bathroom for a quick shag.

"All right. I hope you don't mind. I might get a little violent." Not a little. He's planning on physically tossing people out if he has to so that they can have the whole bathroom to themselves. Maybe right against the sinks so Ryouta can watch it all in the bathroom mirror.

So he pushes in with a bellow of "Put your dicks back in your pants and get the fuck out!"

If it were at any other place, Ryouta wouldn't mind that much. But Ryouta really doesn't want to get banned from the arena.

"Xan!" he laughs as the few men in the restroom quickly. They know of Xanxus' reputation. One of them barely put his cock back in his pants before he left the bathroom.

Once he was sure that they were alone he locked the door and smiled at Xanxus. "Fuck, I want you so bad right now."

He just laughs, smirking at how well that worked out. He enjoys it. He also enjoys that Ryouta got to see it. He sort of likes looking so tough around the younger man.

"Then you're going to get me. I hope you're ready." He stalks towards Ryouta and puts a hand behind his head to pull him close for another kiss. A kiss that's harder and hungrier than the one the kiss-cam caught. His other hand sliding down to grope that fine firm ass.

Ryouta responds to the kiss just as hungrily. He slides his hands up Xanxus's shirt as the older man grabs his ass. He grinds against Xanxus, he's getting hard.

How crazy is this? He never thought he was the type to do it in a public restroom. He had plenty of locker room fantasies, which was similar, but not.

He lets his hand roam Xanxus' chest, loving how solid he felt.

He groans into Ryouta's mouth. It's always so hot how responsive the blond is. He doesn't care that this is a public restroom. All he cares is that Ryouta is kissing him back and is just as eager to do this.

He presses his hands harder against his rear so he can pick the younger man up. He wants to carry him over to the sink area to put him down there. "You want to sit or do you want to watch yourself from the mirror while I have my way with you?"

"The mirror?" Ryouta blinks. "Oh! Um, sure!" He smiles. "I've never watched myself before. Should be fun."

He presses back enjoying the feeling of Xanxus's hand on his ass. He loves how Xan's big hands feel on him.

"You should. You make the best faces. You're always so sexy when I'm in you." He's wasting no time either. Not in maneuvering them so they're right in front of that mirror. Then he piles some things on the counter from his pocket. Lube. Condoms. Xanxus is always prepared it seems.

His hand slides into Ryouta's waistband. "Sometimes, I almost want to do it bareback with you. Fill you up and watch it leaking out after I'm done with you." He won't though. Because he does treasure the blond enough to understand that protection is necessary.

Ryouta giggles. He feels a little drunk. He feels his face flush dark and hot when Xanxus tells him he wants to bareback him. Maybe one day. Maybe if they become a couple, even if they stay open (which Ryouta would want anyways).

He leans up and kisses Xanxus quickly, looking at the condoms and lube, smiling and then turning to give Xanxus better access to his back. "I wish I was wearing something sexier for you."

A thong or assless briefs. Today he just had a regular pair of boxer-briefs.

He chuckles hungrily after the kiss and works to shove those pants down. His hand comes back around to cup Ryouta's face. "Are you serious. Fucking look at you. You're so goddamned sexy." He pushes that last bit of fabric out of the way. "Sexy and about to be mine. I bet this bathroom is going to make you nice and loud. I hope our guard are out there to hear it. I want everyone to know just how good I make you feel."

There it is, slowly bleeding in more and more. That slightly dangerous possessiveness. That alpha male desire to let god and everyone know just who the younger man belongs to. Even if they aren't exclusive, he'd be just as oppressively dominant.

He doesn't take any time in getting that lube uncapped and get his fingers ready for prep.

He's anxious for it, anxious to have Xanxus in him. He's hard and aching, and can't wait for Xanxus to follow through on his promises.

"Well, c'mon then." He said leaning into the hand caressing his face. "Make me feel good."

And he pushed his backside back. "Please. I want you so bad."

He does like how demanding Ryouta could be. He almost doesn't want to wait. He wants to just push on in, but he's not that much of a jackass, not yet. So at least he'll prepare Ryouta first before he pushes on a condom and holds tight to those hips.

"Relax." Then he's pushing in and moaning because Ryouta feels so damn good.

"D-don't want to," Ryouta quips through his own moan, which echos loudly in the empty bathroom. "Oh, fuck."

He looks in the mirror, and oh, is that he always looks when Xanxus is in him? "Holy shit."

His hand goes around to touch Ryouta's face gently. He's going to keep him there, to watch. He does so like how Ryouta looks every time he thrusts. "That's right. You're so goddamn sexy."

He moans and leans into the touch. This is so hot.

Ryouta looks back in the mirror from his face to Xanxus'. He always loved to watch Xanxus' face when they fucked. But watching Xanxus take him from behind? So hot.

"Harder, Xan," he moaned. "Please.'

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