When Daigo gets dumped right before Valentine's day, Khee knows just how to help him.
They’re eating dinner at Outback Steakhouse on Valentine’s Day.
It’s the four usual suspects: Khee is sitting on Daigo’s left in the booth. Yvan and Decarbia are sitting across from them. Daigo almost wishes he had given Khee the outside spot, because Yvan keeps complaining that Khee is kicking him with his long legs, when in reality his legs are just long.
“Switch spots with Decarbia,” Khee suggests. Decarbia is finishing off her “Croc-tail” drink, which she had gotten because it came with a small plastic crocodile.
“Stop kicking me,” Yvan protests, “I chose the inside seat and I’m not moving.”
Across the table, Decarbia rolls her eyes at them, and then turns to look at Daigo. He decided not to get anything alcoholic; even though Khee was driving him home after this, he decided not to in case he went overboard, in light of the breakup. Instead, they had gotten two desserts for the table to share. Everyone knew they were mostly for Daigo, but he was trying not to let it get to him. Decarbia reaches across and swipes a finger through the leftover chocolate on the plate so she can lick it off.
Daigo pushes the plate slightly towards her. “I’m done. You can have the rest if you want.”
“Really?” She asks, but takes the plate anyway and goes for the last few bites of ice cream soaked brownie.
“I’m already lactose intolerant! I shouldn’t have eaten so much ice cream already,” Daigo jokes.
Decarbia laughs through her bite as Khee looks over in concern.
“Do you want some Lactaid? I’m sure that I have some in my car, or we can stop at a gas station on the way back,”
“It’s — no, I’m fine, I actually took some earlier —“
Daigo cuts himself off as the waitress steps up to the table, cradling the billfold. “Here’s your check, whenever you’re ready,” the billfold is balanced on the edge of the table and a few empty glasses are taken away, including Decarbia’s Croc-tail glass.
Khee, tall as he is, barely needs to lean in to snag the billfold from the other side of the table. Daigo looks away as he inspects the bill. It’s not that he’s embarrassed that his friend has the money to pay for everyone’s food, but, well... he would rather have taken his girlfriend out than whatever the four of them were doing right now.
Ahem. Ex-girlfriend.
“You guys are an expensive date,” Khee declares, but doesn’t flinch as he records the tip and slides his card into the slot.
The waitress stops by soon enough, and when she returns the card she includes Andes mints as well. Like they didn’t just have two brownie sundaes at the table.
Charitably, Khee takes two of the four mints. “It’s ‘cause I paid,” he says as they stand up and collect their jackets. Daigo lets Yvan take the other two.
***
The night is cool when they step outside, Yvan and Khee are trailing ahead, arguing about something or other. The bickering all night is actually making Daigo feel a little better, something normal to focus on while he tries not to be upset that back at his apartment he knows that Jessie has taken out all her stuff already.
It’s okay. They never actually moved in together. Still, he knows that he’ll miss her toothbrush.
Decarbia is eyeing him as they approach their cars. Yvan is waiting impatiently next to her bright yellow Volkswagen Beetle, while Khee talks to him over the top of his own car, not quite paying attention to the others.
Decarbia taps his arm as she unlocks the Beetle with her fob.
“Here, take it,” she says. She’s holding up the plastic crocodile from her drink.
“Your crocodile? I thought you named it Samantha.”
That makes Decarbia laugh a little. “I thought you needed a pick me up. Keep Samantha safe for me, okay, Mister Zookeeper?”
“Sure, I can do that, Miss Yoga Instructor.” Daigo huffs out a laugh as he puts it in his pocket.
Decarbia grins back at him, patting his arm again before heading for her car, where her brother Yvan has already made himself comfortable in the passenger seat.
“Later, losers,” she says, and pulls out as soon as the car starts.
Khee waves to the receding bright yellow blob, before getting into his own car.
***
Daigo likes Khee’s car a lot. He’s sure that Khee both paid for it in cash and also bought it right off the lot. It’s got a backup camera and seat warmers, plus one of those screens where you can pull up Google Maps. It’s a far cry from the rusty, creaky truck that he uses to get around. Still, it had helped in many a moving situation.
He’s already planning to find a place for Samantha on his dashboard. Trying to find an answer to his burning question, he decides to open the glove compartment and root around.
“So you weren’t lying, you actually do have Lactaid in your car,” Daigo states, holding up the small box.
“Would I lie to you about something like that?”
It takes a few more moments of silence for Daigo to realize that they haven’t started driving yet. Khee is frowning at the windshield.
“Is something wrong?” Daigo asks. He puts the box of pills back into the glovebox.
Khee seems apprehensive when he speaks. “Okay. I’m going to propose something, please just hear me out. If you say no, I’ll drive you home and the next time we see each other, it will be like I never even asked. You follow?”
“I guess…?” Usually Khee speaks with confidence. He doesn't seem nervous, exactly, but... Daigo isn’t exactly sure how to react to Khee’s current behavior.
“When was the last time you got a blowjob?”
Daigo almost drops Samantha. “Excuse me?”
Khee turns to look at him finally. He’s still frowning slightly, but seems amused in a way that only Khee could pull off without you feeling like you’re being mocked. “You heard me. I know that sexual incompatibility was one of the reasons that Jessie left —“
“Seriously? It wasn’t like that, you make it sound like I’m selfish or something. And I would really prefer not to badmouth her —“
“I am not badmouthing anybody. I’m asking you an empirical question. When was the last time you got a blowjob?”
Daigo thinks about it. Does he really want to answer the question and tell his best friend just how sucky his sex life has been? Daigo wasn't lying: there were many, many factors that led to his breakup with Jessie, and neither of them were at fault. It didn’t mean that things were great, though.
Khee is staring at him impatiently.
“Why is that relevant? What exactly are you proposing?” Daigo asks. He has an inkling in the back of his mind, but he wants Khee to confirm it.
“I’m proposing that we find a secluded spot in a parking lot, you pull your pants down, and I blow you. How do you feel about that?” Daigo knows the look in Khee’s eyes. If he says no, Khee will back off immediately, but if he says yes, he knows that Khee is ready and willing.
He thinks about it. Daigo liked to say he was straight; he had always considered that he maybe wasn’t but it was never at the top of his mind. The thought of Khee’s mouth on him, with all his long hair and tattoos, head bobbing up and down.
Well.
“… You want to suck me off in the Outback Steakhouse parking lot?” Daigo asks.
That seems to break the tension. “Not in the Outback parking lot! Jeez!” Khee throws his hands up and looks around. “Somewhere else. I’ll find a spot. No, not in front of these good people’s blooming onions, I promise.”
There’s another silence before Daigo relents.
“Fine. Okay. Sure.” He doesn‘t really want to look Khee directly in the eye.
Daigo is almost surprised at how shocked Khee looks. “For real? I’ll be honest, I was sure you were going to say no.”
This seems to have spurred him into action as he buckles his seatbelt and finally puts the car in reverse.
Daigo can only give a nervous laugh. “I mean, me too, but it is Valentine’s Day, right?”
Khee laughs at that, and adjusts the radio.
As they drive, Daigo thinks abut a couple things. For one, he considers what it will be like. He’s gotten blowjobs before, but not from other men. Khee kept himself pretty clean-shaven, but he did have longer hair than most men. Today it had been in a loose ponytail but he had taken it down partway through dinner. It was also no secret that Khee had a lot of sexual partners, men and women — Daigo didn’t actually care one way or the other, but he did have half a mind to ask when the last time Khee gave a blowjob was.
He’s still not sure why he said yes. Was he really so completely broken up about Jessie? Was he just horny?
Daigo also wonders what, exactly, Khee’s parking lot criteria are as they drive. He sees at least half a dozen shadowy parking lots that he would be happy to get blown in. Is Khee just avoiding certain ones because it was too dark? Maybe there were cameras, or there was just too much of a risk of people seeing. Did Khee have a favorite parking lot? Now that was a question.
Eventually, Khee seems to find somewhere that meets his criteria. It’s dark, but they can still see what they’re doing, and other cars flicker by in the distance through the veil of trees. Khee unbuckles his seatbelt, so Daigo follows suit.
The radio from the dashboard keeps going. Daigo likes the song. Oh, why can’t anything be real? Emotion like the movies feel… When he looks over again, Khee has his elbow on the door, head resting on his hand, watching him. Usually, Daigo would feel a little embarrassed to be stared at like that, but with Khee, the embarrassment never even comes.
“Are you going to take your pants off or what?” Khee asks. He sounds halfway between amused and concerned. “If you’re not into it, I can just drive you home and this will never have happened, like I said.”
Daigo gives him a half-hearted glare as he starts to undo his belt, which Khee responds to with a wicked grin. He suspects that Khee enjoys the watching part just as much as the blowjob part. Daigo half thinks he should be coy about it, but then realizes that Khee would probably still take it as hesitation and call the whole thing off, so he doesn’t, instead raising his hips so he can pull his jeans down.
Daigo pauses when he gets to his underwear, jeans somewhere around his shins. “Boxers too? How do you feel about my bare ass on your new car?”
“Up to you. We can turn the seat warmer on if that would be more comfortable,”
Daigo rolls his eyes at the joke, and just decides to pull his dick out over the waistband of his boxers. He would be lying if he said he hadn’t been sporting a semi since they left the restaurant, stuck somewhere between being horny and being shocked by what he had agreed to. He doesn’t want to look up at Khee, so he busies himself by pulling up his shirt a little, though not enough to reveal the large scar just under his left pec. Khee knows about that but, well, it wasn’t really the time or place, Daigo thinks.
The moment is shorter than Daigo thinks, looking up when he hears Khee shift closer so he can reach across the console and take Daigo’s semi-hard dick in hand. Daigo pushes air out of his nose as Khee starts stroking.
“Mmm, I didn’t know you were uncircumcised,” Khee says, “That’s really hot.”
Daigo can’t help but laugh a little at that. “Thank you, I grew it myself.”
Khee smirks as he stops stroking for a moment, instead rubbing a warm hand up Daigo’s chest and gently pressing him back into the seat. “Hey, relax, okay? This is supposed to be enjoyable. I know it’s been stressful recently with your job and the breakup, but just sit back and let me do the work.”
Daigo nods, and forces his body to relax as Khee takes his dick in hand again, which had been resting against his stomach and dripping precum onto his happy trail. Khee takes note, leaning in to lick up the puddle of precum his dick had left. Daigo can’t help the way his stomach flexes at the feeling of Khee’s tongue on his skin.
“Precum already?” Khee teases, mouth still warm on Daigo’s stomach, “I was right, it has been a while. I’ll bet you cum a lot too, huh?” He’s looking at Daigo out of the corner of his eye.
Daigo swallows, and looks him straight in the eye. “And you’re going to swallow all of it, right?”
Khee bursts out laughing at that, the sensation tickling Daigo’s stomach for a moment before he pulls away.
“I absolutely will,” he says, leaning back slightly to tuck some hair behind his ear, “I promise the best blowjob you’ve ever gotten, guaranteed or your money back.”
Then Khee leans forward and sucks him almost all the way down on the first go. Daigo’s stomach flexes and he shudders, digging his nails into the fabric of his shirt. It's slow going at first, Khee pulling up slightly after a moment to settle into a more comfortable depth, fingers wrapped around the base of his cock. Daigo finds his eyes focusing on something past the window, where he can see cars flicker past occasionally. Khee’s movements are slow, methodical, sure, and Daigo finds himself tensing every time he comes up to suck on the head for a moment, relaxing as soon as Khee’s head sinks back down.
Jesus Christ, he could probably finish just like this.
Khee lets go of his dick to smooth his hand across Daigo's pubic bone and the bottom edge of his stomach, before taking him in hand once more as he pulls off completely, continuing to stroke and pushing his foreskin as high around the head of his cock as it would go. Daigo bites back a whine.
“Just checking on you. Good so far? You were being kinda quiet so I was worried. Anything that I was doing that you don't like?” Khee emphasizes the question by pulling his foreskin down completely, thumb rubbing gently across the sensitive ridge on the head.
“Huh?” What is this, Daigo thinks.
Daigo can barely think. What didn't he like? He tries to keep nonchalant, but he thinks Khee can see right through it. “Uhhh…no, no, I really — maybe don't go super fast, yeah? That felt really good.”
“A slow and steady kind of guy,” Khee comments, before leaning back in to begin mouthing wetly against the head of his cock. When he pulls his head up again, there's a thin string of precum and spit dripping from his mouth. Daigo’s cock throbs at the sight as more precum burbles out of the slit.
“Yeah?” Khee murmurs, more to his dick than to Daigo himself. Khee licks up precum with the flat of his tongue before sinking back down, head bobbing in shallow motions as he tongues the head. There's spit dripping down the side of Daigo’s cock.
“Keep doing that,” Daigo encourages. He immediately feels weird about giving his best friend orders like this, but Khee complies willingly. So far the radio has been enough to cover the sounds he’s been making, but he's been getting increasingly louder as Khee picks up the pace. Khee’s earrings glint in the low light.
“Ah, ah, ah, just like that… holy shit,” Daigo grinds out, trying not to press his hips up and choke Khee accidentally.
Daigo forces himself to relax as Khee had instructed earlier, still not quite sure what to do with his hands. His fingers wander until they're playing with Khee’s hair; it's soft and slippery and Daigo lets his fingers glide through the strands as Khee's head moves.
Suddenly, Khee makes a noise and reaches for Daigo's hand. At first, Daigo thinks that he's telling him to stop, withdrawing the touch and instead pushing his shirt up further. Khee pulls off, still reaching for his hand.
“Oh, god…” Daigo says. “Sorry, that just felt so good.”
Khee clears his throat before he speaks. “You can grab my hair if you want; pull on it, push my head around, whatever you want. You won't hurt me, I promise.”
To demonstrate, Khee pushes Daigo's hand back into his hair before continuing. Secretly, Daigo is grateful for the short pause. He could feel the orgasm coiling in his gut; Khee had promised the best blowjob he had ever gotten, but he still didn't want to bust too fast. Daigo just holds on at first, not quite willing to force his head down yet. Pushing Khee around makes Daigo feel even weirder than verbal requests for some reason.
Actually…
“Will you — play with my balls a little—?”
Khee hums around his dick, tongue swirling around the swollen head for a few agonizing seconds, before pulling off completely and starting to stroke hastily with his hand. Spit drips from his mouth and down his chin. Daigo is mostly just expecting some fondling, and revels at the spike of electricity down his spine when Khee cups them in his free hand; Daigo choking out an expletive as Khee then sucks one of his balls into his mouth. This is definitely new, he doesn’t think he had ever had his balls in someone's mouth before. Daigo lets his eyes flutter shut and digs his fingers harder into Khee's hair, his other hand sliding up under his shirt to twist at a nipple. Khee moans appreciatively before switching to suck on his other testicle.
Briefly Daigo thinks he should have shaved for this, that he should have washed up before this started or something, that he probably tasted like sweat. But Khee has his face buried in his crotch, mouth still gently sucking a testicle, and Daigo considers if Khee maybe likes that kind of thing — the thought makes something inside him clench in arousal, and Daigo can’t help but pinch his nipple a little harder. He hopes that Khee thinks it’s hot.
“Mmhh, Khee, I’m getting really close — suck it, put my dick in your mouth —” This time Daigo does yank on his hair, pulling harshly and forcing Khee's mouth back onto his cock. Daigo drags Khee’s head along at a pace that he liked, Khee's other hand still cupping his aching balls.
“Slow and steady,” Daigo manages to grunt out, as Khee makes wet noises in his lap. Oh yeah, that's it — Daigo knew he would get over-sensitive if it went too fast; this was definitely the way to go.
Khee lets himself be pushed around, eyes fluttering shut and breathing ragged against Daigo’s pubic bone. Khee is leaning over the center console, awkwardly supporting himself on the armrest between them. If he found it uncomfortable he didn't seem to be complaining. Diago himself is wound so tight that he can barely move, sneakers digging into the floor mat, squeezing his nipple so hard it's numb. He lets go of Khee's hair briefly so he can get a better grip and really get a good handful. It's almost shocking how soft his hair is; Khee could probably afford the fancy conditioner.
Khee pauses briefly when Daigo lets go, clearly unsure as to what he’s up to. This time, Daigo forces his head down slowly, as far as Khee can take him. He quickly discovers that Khee can take him all the way — nose pressed into the hair at the base of his cock, eyes half lidded, tongue flat against his dick. Khee makes a strange noise as he bottoms out but otherwise doesn't flinch. Daigo is well aware that he doesn't have the biggest dick in the world, but it's still really hot to see his friend take it with no complaints.
He’s not sure why the words tumble out of his mouth like they do, but he says, “Holy shit, you're being so good for me right now, fuck,” and then feels the way Khee nods, almost frantically, as best as he can with a cock down his throat.
Daigo does this a couple more times, pulling Khee up until he’s almost completely off and then pushing his head all the way down. Khee is an expert, tongue swirling against the head of his cock every time he's pulled up. Eventually Daigo can't take it anymore and picks up the pace again to settle into something that he knows is going to make him come. Khee is still cupping his balls, and Daigo can't help but find it strange how comforting he finds it.
“I’m right on the edge, Khee, keep going, fuck fuck fuck —”
Khee lets his hand explore, dipping one finger to rub against Daigo's taint, and that's what sends him over the edge. Daigo can't hold back anymore, the coiled band inside his stomach snapping suddenly as he comes, only managing to choke out expletives and hold Khee's head still as he thrusts shallowly into his mouth. He can hear Khee's throat clicking as he swallows it all.
Eventually, the twitching of his cock subsides, and Khee pulls off slowly, still sucking gently to clean his cock off all the way. Obscenely, Daigo watches as Khee licks his lips and then wipes them with the back of his hand.
“I don't know if I've ever swallowed that much cum before,” Khee comments, coughing a couple times to clear his throat. “Is that normal for you?”
“Jesus Christ,” is all Daigo can say, before nodding in response to the question. He’s never felt this boneless after an orgasm in his entire life, his cock busy softening against his stomach as the last remnants of his orgasm shiver through him.
“Yeah?” Khee says, grinning at him.
Daigo takes deep breaths, nodding in agreement. He doesn't want to move, instead focusing on how Khee is busy brushing loose strands of hair off his face. He’s suddenly very aware that he hates the song that's playing on the radio.
“I didn't hurt you, did I?” Daigo asks.
Khee smiles again, reaching up to flick a switch on the ceiling. “You didn't hurt me, I promise. Next time I’ll let you fuck my mouth properly, you can hurt me then.”
Next time? Daigo’s post-orgasm brain wonders.
He's even more confused when Khee opens the door and gets out of the car, turning to face the interior as he looks around, a few paces away, but still relatively shielded behind the car door. Daigo still doesn't understand until Khee starts undoing his pants to pull his stiff cock out. The little ceiling light hadn't come on when he opened the door, so Daigo can't see everything, but what he can see makes it clear that Khee is focused on getting himself off now, hand moving quickly. After a moment he stops, licks his hand a couple times, and keeps stroking.
Should I be watching this? Daigo wonders. I know he just sucked me off, but still… it almost immediately occurs to him that maybe Khee has turned towards the door so that he can watch; clearly he doesn’t mind standing in a parking lot while a friend watches him masturbate. It doesn't take Khee long, suddenly making a low whimper in the back of his throat, aiming his dick to splatter across the pavement.
Khee slumps back into the driver's seat, fixing his clothes. His normally crisp button-up is rumpled, and no longer tucked in properly. Abruptly, Daigo realizes that he's still basically half naked, tucking his dick away and starting to shuffle his pants back up in embarrassment. He's too tired to zip up or do his belt, but at least he's clothed.
“… I feel like we should be smoking cigarettes or something,” Khee says after a long silence. Then, looking over to him, “You know, I always did like guys with curly hair.”
Daigo isn't sure what to say to that, so he just frowns and makes sure that the plastic crocodile is still in his pocket.
Khee reaches over to turn on the seat warmers as he buckles his seatbelt. “Come on, let's get you home.”
anywayyy some rough backstory! my ocs are originally from my dnd campaign and they are part of an organization that helps monitor and help keep a decent relationship between animals, nature, and people. one of the main characters (daigo) is related to the person who started the organization (his sister Elise) and everyone else is a relatively high "rank" in the org but daigo is second in command since hes elise's brother
some basic info about people:
daigo - human ranger, met khee, decarbia, and yvan at school + jessie and imogen. he was drafted into the rose guard by his girlfriend but defected and was killed as punishment and went to the afterworld briefly, but khee saved his life. follows the goddess odessa but is not particularly devoted
khee - elf paladin, met everyone at school. son of a rich gemstone miner who decided not to join the family business and instead went into medicine. still absolutely loaded though. saved daigo's life but now has to follow requests from the goddess odessa to keep daigo alive (usually by killing someone who the goddess decrees deserves to die). is odessa's most devoted follower. can't hear out of his left ear. extremely claustrophobic.
decarbia - tabaxi monk. met everyone at school. yvan's sister. after khee she is one of odessa's most devoted followers and is his student of the religion. they spend a lot of time together studying. she is excellent at unarmed combat but mostly would prefer to do yoga
yvan - tabaxi artificer. met everyone at school. decarbia's brother. if they were human they would probably be called twins but since tabaxi have litters theyre just siblings. likes to keep to himself but is an excellent craftsman. partially responsible for messing up khee's hearing. argues a lot with daigo so they are usually kept separate or supervised (secretly has a huge crush on him)
jessie - daigo's ex?? they all used to know her but she is no longer with the party and is presumed dead. its a sore subject
imogen - daigo's ex, who recruited him into the rose guard without him knowing. her father owns the national academy and she sent the forces after daigo when he defected
elise - human druid. daigo's sister. made their order and is generally looked up to by everyone. she left home when daigo went to school and the group made their way to her base after daigo was hurt. she has recently gone missing and basically only daigo knows. does not get along with khee at all
idk if i will end up using this blog much but part of the reason i wanted an oc blog is so that it was all in one place. they're mostly my dnd ocs but i also have a pretty decent modern au for them. but is it really an au if theyre my own ocs??
