M͢o͢n͢a͢r͢c͢h͢ O͢r͢a͢n͢g͢e͢

C̳h̳a̳p̳t̳e̳r̳ 4̳: A̳n̳ e̳a̳s̳y̳ t̳a̳r̳g̳e̳t̳

A/N: things are gonna get a little spicy and it might be a little short

{͍ᵐ͍ᵒ͍ⁿ͍ᵃ͍ʳ͍ᶜ͍ʰ͍ ͍ o͍a͍R͍a͍n͍g͍e͍.͍.͍.͍ ͍i͍S͍ ͍l͍o͍a͍D͍i͍n͍g͍}͍...

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{L͢o͢a͢d͢i͢n͢g͢ c͢o͢m͢p͢l͢e͢t͢e͢! Y͢o͢u͢ m͢a͢y͢ c͢o͢n͢t͢i͢n͢u͢e͢!}

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M͋̇͋r͋̇͋.͋ ͋K͋̇͋a͋̇͋w͋̇͋a͋̇͋j͋̇͋i͋̇͋r͋̇͋i͋̇͋

|what the hell man|
|I gave you the pictures|
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|if you want to keep your grades up, you'll keep the pics coming 🙂|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|you'll pay for this asshole|


|oh baby boy|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|Call me that again, and I'll kick your ass|


|So violent|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|then at least send me your hands|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|Or I'll tell everyone about the discusting strech marks on your hips|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|in fact, I'll show them the scars you have |
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|please don't!|


|then be a good boy for Daddy and give him what he wants|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|you'll pay for this|
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|Don't act like I don't know my way around the media|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

|Josuke sent 6 images|

|Greedy ass|
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|keep your mouth shut|
|Or else|
ᵐʳ. ᵏᵃʷᵃᵍⁱʳⁱ

{͍ᵐ͍ᵒ͍ⁿ͍ᵃ͍ʳ͍ᶜ͍ʰ͍ ͍ o͍a͍R͍a͍n͍g͍e͍.͍.͍.͍ ͍i͍S͍ ͍l͍o͍a͍D͍i͍n͍g͍}͍...

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{L͢o͢a͢d͢i͢n͢g͢ c͢o͢m͢p͢l͢e͢t͢e͢! Y͢o͢u͢ m͢a͢y͢ c͢o͢n͢t͢i͢n͢u͢e͢!}

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"Hey, bud..." Josuke smiled down upon his other.

"My poor baby!" Josuke cooed before peppering nearly hundreds of kisses on Okuyasu's face. "AK!! Babe!" Okuyasu flailed at the feeling of his boyfriend tickling him.

"C'mon! This isn't fair! I thought we made a deal!?" Okuyasu couldn't help but burst out into another symphony of laughter as he felt his boyfriend's hands tickle him locked feathers.

Suddenly the tickling stopped, leaving the smaller male's chest to rise and fall.

"Kiss me," blue hues stared down into wonder doey hues. "Come here, baby," Josuke leaned down to the more, the light shinning onto brown soft skin. Heartbeats becoming synchronize as the feeling of hot electricity could be felt off of each other's body.

"This feeling," Okuyasu mumbled to himself, his eyes sliding shut as the other landed a soft kiss that soon turned to passion.

Passion burning between the two. The flames of their love, making all of Josuke's worries go up into smoke.

Their lips locking, their hearts becoming one as their cloths landed on the floor.

Josuke's binder landed on the floor, his chest on full display. Milky white skin, soft as silk, and warm as an embrace.

Brown eyes shut in fear of making the other uncomfortable. "C'mon," a bright beam was shown. "You can look," Josuke guided his other's hand to one of his breasts.

Opening his brown eyes, he have a slight squize, enjoying the feeling of soft squishy-ness beneath his fingertips.

"Are you sure you're ready for this?"

Okuyasu nodded, wanting to feel the other's body and his become one. Feeling nothing but an emptiness for his entire life... Was this even real?

Could this even be real?

If so...

How?

How did Okuyasu manage to make such a wonderful person fall for him? Was it out of pity?

"Josuke..."

"Okuyasu..."

"I love you, bro..."

"I love you too, bro..."

I want to be your eveything, Josuke thought has his own hands cupped the hot flushing cheeks of Okuyasu's.

Okuyasu's eyes trailed down to those wonderful, curvy hips. Seeing the grooves, the different shades of reds and purples. They looked so intriguing. But also... Thy looked so cuteeeeee. Okuyasu gently let his hands move to the scared hip.

"They're so pretty," the man with both silver and black hair stared with a smile that nearly brought the ocean-eyed boy to tears.

"You don't think their weird... Right?" Okuyasu could feel the other squirms tiny bit. "Nono, not at all! I think their really cool! They're so pretty, bit I dont think they could possibly compete with you."

"Since when did you become so smooth!?"

"Hehe," Okuyasu stuck his tongue out, winking for only a moment as the more delicate looking male
Seemed as though he were about to cry. Not of tears of sadness, but one's of joy.

A feeling he hadn't felt in forever.

The feeling of being exsepted.

Okuyasu's heart dropped when he heard Josuke's sobs. "Did I say something wrong?"

"Nono, not at all! I just... I just got something in my eyes," the brunette went to wipe away the tears with the back of his forearms.

"Not so tough now are ya! HAHA!"

"Oh shut up, ya big hunk, give me a smooch," Josuke giggled, his heart finding its way into his mouth.

"Hehe... Alright..."


{͍ᵐ͍ᵒ͍ⁿ͍ᵃ͍ʳ͍ᶜ͍ʰ͍ ͍ o͍a͍R͍a͍n͍g͍e͍.͍.͍.͍ ͍i͍S͍ ͍l͍o͍a͍D͍i͍n͍g͍}͍...

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{L͢o͢a͢d͢i͢n͢g͢ c͢o͢m͢p͢l͢e͢t͢e͢! Y͢o͢u͢ m͢a͢y͢ c͢o͢n͢t͢i͢n͢u͢e͢!}

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"It's so wrong that I want to feel your body right next to mine?" A soft chuckle could be felt on the shell of his ear.

Tied down just as well as chained down. "Is it so wrong for me to want your hands all over me? Come on now, please tell me the truth," the sound of the blonde's silky deep voice make the brunette riggle, trying to set himself free from the rope that was cutting into to his skin.

Rubbing his wrist raw, the brunette tried to douge the older man's touch only to be punished by a smack in the face that rang out a loud pop. He wished he could have cried out for help. But no, the sock in his mouth was keeping him from crying out.

Okuyasu... It hurts! It hurts so much! Please! PLEASE HELP ME!

He wanted to cry aloud. Afraid of the pain if he were to resist any longer. Crazy Diamond was useless in the situation. Deadly Queen would easily cause damage. And a lot of the damage the stand takes, the user as well will take damage.

He couldn't risk it. He was already far to weak.

If hurt. It hurt so bad. The brunette felt discusting. Utterly humiliated as he felt the older male curl his own body up next to his own.

The sent of Jasmine perfume was intoxicating repulsive.

The much, much older man draped his stilled pantsed legs over Josuke's nude one. Their bodies being almost flush together if it weren't for the blonde's clothing.

The dark room, filled with the feeling of doom and utter hopelessness made Josuke undoubtedly want to take his life. The feeling was enough to make him weak.

The boy just wanted to go home. Just wanted to see his friends again. But no, he was there. He was in the arms of a killer.

"I hope you know, I'll never leave your side," the blonde ran his fingers through messy yangled jet black blocks.

I want to go home...

"Oi, Josuke, you okay there?" Okuyasu tilted his head, the white fluffy pillows getting in the way.

"Yeah, I'm fine," his voice sounded as if he were still far away.

"Hey, bro, if you—"

"No, I'm okay. Please don't worry about me, Okuyasu," the ocean-eyed boy began peppering kisses all over the smaller's neck. A certain spot made Okuyasu let out a cute little moan that was about o bring out the animal inside of Josuke.

He wanted to hear him beg. He wanted to feel the warm tight—

Ring! Ring!

The top let out a groan as he positioned himself upwards to grasp the phone. Picking it up, he spoke. "Hello joe's whore house! You got the doe we got the hoes," his classic line was met with only heavy breathing.

"Um... Okay weirdo," he slammed the phone down. "Now... Where were we?"


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