actually Gawain

Dark Teyvat

The Sweet Escape

mentions: mlm, smut, blowjob, missionary, hickeys, mentions of internalize homophobia, etc. w/c: 2.4k words

a/n: i wrote this with a friend who helped me write my first smut fic. this is short but i do plan to make a part two epilogue-type of fic. if this goes well, i might write more.

When the sun set and the time was right, Nayuta threw her first sleepover at a friend’s house— leaving Denji by himself before Yoshida arrived. They talked, laughed, and drank together; it was normal and what two male friends do! What happened after wasn’t normal, nor planned… it wasn’t supposed to happen— but it did. It started off as a joke— that Denji was going to jerk off in one of the vacant rooms of the building. So why did he find himself on a futon, covered in love bites left by the taller man. Yoshida was giving Denji more hickeys than he’d thought one could get in a lifetime, and he can’t deny how good it felt.

This feeling was unfamiliar to Denji, even though he watched it happen in adulterated videos he gets himself off to. The ones where cute girls in their cute little lingerie are all over the man. They would hike their even cuter asses in the air as a way to get the guy riled up and giving head like there was no tomorrow.

Those were his favorite.

He thought he’d know what to expect, but after claiming he wasn’t into dudes and being an inexperience and a complete virgin loser — Denji was undoubtedly loving this more than he should.

A moan left Denji’s lips, muffled by Yoshida’s black locks. It was difficult to think straight as his arms wrapped around the raven’s head; fingers intertwined between each strand. The blonde didn’t want him to leave — not after the pleasure he received... and certainly not after the love he felt. Yoshida was too busy sucking Denji’s neck to notice the blonde’s hazy eyes. He nibbled on another spot— and to his surprise Denji whimpered; he had discovered a sensitive spot. Yoshida bit down in the newfound area, before soothing it with gentle kisses. He knew how to pleasure Denji just right, and he was certain that the idiot wouldn’t find anyone else like him.

“More…” Denji puffed, wrapping his legs around Yoshida’s waist, pulling him closer. “Please…” Denji didn’t know what he’s pleading for, he didn’t even know he could desire a man this badly before.

Yoshida returned the embrace, holding him tightly as his growing bulge rubbed against Denji’s crotch. The blonde’s clothed cock was beginning to swell, practically begging to be free as he rubbed against Yoshida’s.

And before Yoshida could calculate his next move, Denji began moving his hips around— a sad, pathetic attempt at squirming. Denji writhed from the pleasure as they grind against one another passionately. It was heated, but Denji’s greed begged for more. He wanted to dominate too, to take control and make Yoshida feel good… but it was difficult when the raven’s head was making so many advances on him— like a bird courting its mate.

Denji’s hold on Yoshida grew tighter as his hips to grind harder, rougher than before. The virgin loser was as working with pure power and lust. He imagined an adult actress on him instead of the raven head— not hard to switch out to the two as the hazy blonde’s head imagined a girl version of Yoshida with tits.

“You’re so needy, Denji…” Yoshida mumbled, taking another bite out of the blondie’s neck. Denji hiccup’d from the bite as it brought him back to reality. He arched his back and went back grinding his hard, clothed dick against Yoshida’s, slower than before as lust slowly dominating Denji.

The raven head took note and pushed himself off the blonde, whining as Yoshida detached himself from Denji. The blonde was now left on the futon in a lewd pose— his hands above his head, showing a small piece of his skin from the shirt slightly lifting up.

Yoshida took off his shirt, throwing it somewhere in the room and undid his belt and his fly. Denji’s face turned red from the sight. Who knew Hirofumi Yoshida had abs? Well— What else did Denji expect? Yoshida was a well known Devil Hunter even before he joined Public Safety. Years of service absolutely did something for Yoshida.

“You’re hard,” The raven head sighed out, sliding his hands towards Denji’s fly. His slender fingers lingering on the button and zipper of Denji’s pants. Yoshida could hear the heavy breathing from the blondie, it felt like morse code for “I need you, I want you,” in ten different ways all at once.

“It’s cuz you’re hard…” Denji spoke informally, arching his back more.

“Hm, maybe you’re right,” Yoshida replied calmly, showing off a uncanny smirk as his fingers sliding under Denji’s shirt to take it off— throwing it similar to where the raven’s head threw his own.

Although Denji’s physique wasn’t that impressive compared to Yoshida, he still had some muscle due to being Chainsaw Man.

The raven head’s fingers teased the blonde by taking his sweet time to unbutton his fly. “Lucky you,” Denji muttered, his lewd pose showing off his chest slowly going up and down from the heavy breathing.

“Lucky me,”

Yoshida then started to pull down the Denji’s pants, revealing the overbearing bulge in his underwear. If the taller figure could make jokes during this moment, he would say it looked like a tent about to break.

The blondie didn’t hide the fact he was liking this. He pushed himself up— just enough to see his underwear-covered cock twitch every now and then to Yoshida zip down his own fly. Denji’s eyes lingered on Yoshida more than he should in this moment, but he could almost brush off the social stigma of this. Almost. He was still fiddling around with a guy. Denji liked— no, loved woman. He would buy porno magazines from a second hand party that would sell cheaper. He has a large secret stash of porno material hidden somewhere in the house where Nayuta can’t find. He even has adult films from that same second hand party filled with the typical porno plot and woman getting fucked in very position possible.

Yoshida slipped his pants as far down as he could, revealing his throbbing cock that had been covered by the seam of his pants. The raven head leans over the blonde— nearly in a plank position— with the two cocks touching with only two layers of clothing separating them.

Soon, Yoshida started grind up on Denji— starting soft, and not too swift. The blonde could feel his erection growing more with each thrust. Denji carefully slides his arms around Yoshida, wrapping his legs over his waist so as to not escape for a moment.

“You’re sooo needy, Denji,” The raven head softly whispered into the blonde’s ear. “You’re sooo hard for me, it’s cute.” A bite soon followed those words on the neck, at one of the sweet spots Yoshida founded earlier.

“Yoshi— Yoshida…” Denji groaned, fingers getting lingered between the ravened head’s locks and getting tangled within them. The blonde muffled his groans in Yoshida’s hair, pulling ever so slightly the more excited he got. Yoshida continued to move his hips up and down— his massive bulge rubbing against Denji’s.

“Keep going, please…” A moan left the blonde’s lips, continuing to shield his heated face in Yoshida’s unexpectedly soft hair.

Then, Yoshida stopped. He pushed himself up to look down at Denji. His eyes next lingered down to his cock. The blonde’s clothed-cock was leaking precum.

“I knew you were liking this, Denji,” Yoshida stated. “What are you thinking about next? How can I make your dreams come true?”

Denji laid there stunned— he took a quick look at his crotch to see his cock leaking precum through his underwear. He tried to speak up but nothing came out of his mouth— stuttering over his own words as he attempted to say what he wanted.

“I want— can I… suck you off….?” Denji managed to say, pushing himself upward.

Yoshida smirked, thinking how cute Denji looked so cock-drunk. He pulled away from Denii, backing away just enough to sit down and pull down his underwear— his cock jumping out. He patted his lap, almost calling Denji over to give a blowjob.

The blonde pushed himself off the floor, his own pants slightly slipping down just from sitting up. He then crawled over to Yoshida, eyeing his cock the whole time. Then once Denji got close enough, he held onto the base of Yoshida’s cock and began to stroke up and down— making eye contact every once in a while.

“I bet you like this,” Denji wittingly murmured, the strokes becoming more rough. “Did you always wanted to have sex with a dude?”

The raven head grunted with each stroke. “What if that was true? Why’d you let me get on you? You were enjoying it…”

“You were getting hard too!” Denji stated, rubbing the tip of Yoshida’s open cock with his thumb. “Let me guess— you always wanted to experiment with dudes. Are the ladies not enough for you?”

“Just be quiet and suck.” Yoshida commanded, grabbing Denji’s hair and pulling his mouth on his cock.

The blonde gagged from the sudden pull, his hands landing on Yoshida’s lower abdomen as Denji managed to deepthroat his cock. Yoshida’s hand in the blonde’s hair keeping him from pulling away from the biggest (and only) cock the blonde has seen in real life.

“Mmph!”

“Talking with your mouth full is considered rude, you know.”

The raven head then pulled the blonde up and down on his cock— his drool and split leaving residue on the cock. Yoshida himself was unable to withstand his own pressures, groaning and throwing his head back each time the back of Denji’s throat hit the tip of his cock.

“Ohh, fuck— I love your throat so much.” The raven head muttered. “Your throat is so tight around me, I can just imagine how your ass must feel like.”

“Mmmpphh…!” The blonde’s muffled words were sending vibrations through the raven head’s cock, causing Yoshida to groan louder and desperately trying to cover it up.

“Fuck— Can I come in your mouth? Please, let me come in your mouth, Denji.” Yoshida begged, whining like a little boy who wants candy as he started to practically facefuck the blonde’s mouth. “I’ll fuck your boypussy— I’ll let you ride me—! Just— please, let me come in your mouth…”

But before Denji got the chance to attempt to respond— a wet, warm and somewhat sweet orgasm appeared in his mouth. Denji immediately pushed himself off Yoshida’s cock before feeling a small rope of cum on his face— causing him to close his eyes.

“Sorry, Denji…” Yoshida managed to say after a moment. “Your throat felt too good.”

Denji pushed himself up, opening his mouth to reveal the orgasm Yoshida released into the blonde’s mouth and swallowed it. The raven head rushed his lips to meet the blonde’s, causing a purposeful collision. The sloppy makeout prompted Yoshida and Denji to lay back down again— the blonde being on top.

The two briefly separated; to take a moment to admire, to absorb the bliss, to think about what to say (if there could even be words that needed to be spoken), everything all at once. The raven head cupped the blonde’s face, gently taking the orgasm off the soft surface that was Denji’s face.

The blonde pulled himself away from Yoshida, sitting aside to take off his pants and underwear— his erection almost hard as a rock. He sat back down right in front of Yoshida with his legs open.

“Yoshida—” Denji didn’t even get a chance to even finish his words before the raven head topped the blonde, putting him in missionary. He held onto his throbbing cock and pushed himself towards Denji.

“Yoshida—!” The blonde lets out a shriek as Yoshida’s length continued deeper into Denji. “Holy shit— Oh, yeah, fuck me— please….”

The raven head’s hands pressed Denji’s legs closer to his stomach, resulting in the blonde’s back to arch. A whole new pressure of its own just released, from both Denji and Yoshida.

“You’re so tight…” The raven head groaned out, thrusting in and out of the blonde, feeling the insides of him— something he thought he would never find bliss in. “Your little ass is so tight for me, huh?”

“Yoshi— Yoshida…” The blonde moaned, giving in into the bliss, his eyes fluttering close. “H-Hngh!” The raven head slammed into the blonde all at once, he wasn’t even halfway in before this.

“You love this, right, Denji?” Yoshida whispered, grinding against Denji. Slowly going in and out, stretching the blonde out. Yoshida went leaned his head against Denji’s shoulder, resting his head as he gave more hickeys to the blonde’s neck.

“Denji…” Yoshida whimpered out, holding tight to the blonde. “You feel so good, so good for me…” Yoshida slowly started to pick up the pace. Moving his hips faster, his breathing getting heavier, his grip tightening. This feeling wasn’t a want anymore, it was a need.

Denji slid one of his free hands down to his own cock, jerking himself off. He could already sense the precum coming down his dick and onto his hands.

“Fuck, Yoshida— I think ‘m gonna come soon…” Denji groaned. He swiftly wrapped his arms around Yoshida’s torso, holding him in a gentle embrace.

“Don’t hold back, Denji— Promise you won’t hold back.” The raven head whimpered into the blonde’s ear.

Yoshida thrusts deep into Denji one final time, and the blonde could feel his pulse inside him. A orgasm crashes over the both of them, the smell of sex is in the air and a bit of relief is sighed out.

Yoshida was the first to pull away just after a long pause but as he looked down at Denji, nothing was in the raven head’s eyes. The craving wasn’t real.

The blonde’s lust disappeared. Embarrassment soon followed.

“Why did you have sex with me, Yoshida?”

“I always try to find what satisfies your mind,” Yoshida spoke up, his voice gentle as a flowing river. “And if that’s having sex with you, then I would do it as many times as you ask.”

“Why?” Denji firmly said. “Is it because you still want me to stop being Chainsaw Man?”

The raven head’s hair fell down, covering his eyes. “Yes,”

Denji pushed himself up— the small sex scene felt only a picture now. He glanced down at his orgasm on his stomach, Yoshida’s cum oozing out.

“Having sex with me isn’t gonna stop me being Chainsaw Man.” Denji got up and started to collect his clothes.

This isn’t like the adult films.