#jakurei

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beautiful angel and the devil (Tanuki actually)

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"you really don't have to go to such lengths..."

"you said you were cold~"

jakurai may be taller than rei, but he is certainly more lanky and he would be absolutely swamped in his coat

i think jakurai is the type to get cold (rei less so. he walks around with a boob window in december), but also refuses to admit it, and sort of hates being "looked after" in any measure. rei, professional liar, would notice anyway

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JakuRei Flufftober Day 14

Day 14: Trust

Going to give a fair warning that I only really know the basics of the AU, so please bare with me!

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If Jakurai had learned anything over the last 35 years of his life, it was that Dom/Sub dynamics weren’t just a matter of sexuality or power, it was a matter of trust.

This, of course, was something most would learn over the course of many relationships. The absolute power a dominant had over a submissive was something easily abused. Thus, trust was needed to maintain and keep a functional relationship. Of course, there were other means… but those relationships often left the sub broken and the dom imprisoned, among many other things.

“Kneel.”

The sub in front of him kneeled.

Jakurai rain a hand through soft, silky black hair.

“Good boy,” he hummed and the body under his hands shuddered. Half-lidded heterochromatic eyes stared up into Jakurai’s own blue ones.

Jakurai was the type to indulge in his instincts at every given opportunity. To see satisfaction and full-hearted trust in a sub was something that brought him elation. To Jakurai, being allowed to nurse a sub through their drop was of the highest honor, and something he would see to the fullest of extent.

Rei, on the other hand, preferred hiding his dynamic. The disparity between his appearance and his dynamic brought no small amount of self-consciousness and irritation to the bigger man. To indulge in his instincts was something of a shameful act and was done in private and never to be brought up again.

Yet here they were, Rei on his knees and Jakurai humming a tuneless song as they worked through Rei’s first sub drop in long, long while.

Jakurai internally sighed. What a stubborn and prideful man, to hold off on having a sub drop for such a long time. But that was what made Rei who he was, and Jakurai loved him as Rei was, stubbornness and cunningness and pride and all.

“That’s right,” Jakurai softly cooed, “You’re doing great, Rei.”

As Rei’s eyes glazed over, the sub drop overtaking his mind, small whimpers escaped from his mouth. Jakurai continued to stroke Rei’s hair, long fingers digging through a head of thick hair and nails lightly scraping the sub’s scalp. Jakurai started from the temple and slowly moving back towards the nape of Rei’s neck, and then the cycle started from the beginning once again.

It doesn’t take long for Rei to fully drop into sub space, and it’s to be expected. It’s late too, so as Rei’s glazed eyes and laxed body start drifting off, sleep becoming a more and more pressing matter, Jakurai decided to end their session for the night.

“Come here,” he commands and without a second thought, Rei crawls onto the bed and into Jakurai’s arms. He chuckles lightly, quickly working to tuck Rei into bed even as Rei became more and more like a lump of dead weight.

As they lay in bed, Rei having already drifted into Morpheus’s hold, Jakurai let’s the warmth engulf him.

“Thank you for trusting me,” he whispers, and for a minute, Jakurai thinks he sees the barest hint of a smile from Rei.

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MORE JakuRei~

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some JakuRei for you today.

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"go to sleep, jaku."

"I'm not tired."

"mm~ don't lie to a liar."

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the new winter rei outfit is atrocious (conflicted)

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JakuRei Flufftober Day 7

Day 7: Drunken Confessions

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“Goddammit, you’re drunk,” Rei bemoans his shitty luck.

“Reeeii,” one very much drunk Jinguji Jakurai slurred, “you suck!”

What led to this, one might ask. Well Rei had no fucking clue either. Most people who’ve known Jakurai for more than a week know well enough to not let the lightweight drink. It’s amazing how much some people are affected by alcohol, Rei thinks, and how little too.

“Thanks for telling me how you really feel,” Rei rolls his eyes, dodging another swing from the drunk doctor, “I think you’ve had more than enough.”

“You’re always smoking,” the drunk man complained, “And you taste in furniture is terrible!”

“Is this about the living room?” Rei asked, “Because I really like that rug. It had tiger prints.”

“And your beard is scratchy!” Jakurai continued rambling, expertly – or probably just drunkenly – ignoring Rei, “You’re never home either!”

“Because I live in Osaka, and you live in Shinjuku.”

Watching Jakurai take another drunken stumble forward, Rei sighed. The man was stubborner than a mule whenever he got drunk, so Rei tugged the man along, hoping to get back to Jakurai’s apartment without any further incident.

“… Do you love me?”

Rei froze. This… This wasn’t exactly a new topic of contention between them.

“Course I do,” Rei gruffly replied, “How about you, sensei? Seems like you always have something to complain about.” Rei tried to tease back.

“But y’know,” Jakurai hums, “I think I do love Rei the best. I love Rei’s smile and everything ‘bout Rei. Did you know, I loved you at first sight? You were so pretty ‘n cool. I love Rei more than anything in the world. ‘Cept maybe Yotsu.”

Rei stills. Jakurai was staunch with his love, always telling Rei every opportunity he had. It was one of the reasons Rei loved the man so – including the fact the Jakurai never asked his expressions of love to be reciprocated. Rei wasn’t great at being expressive, and in the end, it had hurt Jakurai in a way.

“Tell me that when you’re not drunk, idiot,” Rei mutters, pulling his hat down to hide his spreading blush. Man, he was totally getting old if this mushy shit was getting to him.

“Mmm…”

“Ack! Are you already falling asleep?”

Rei sighed fondly. This wasn’t the first time Jakurai would get drunk and sappy, and it probably wasn’t the last. The man would definitely not remember anything by the time he woke up the next day, but hey, Rei could be nice. If faking a drunken confession or two made Jakurai happy, well, Rei was happy to oblige.

Rei promised himself to try to express his love a little better. After all, relationships were a two-way street.