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Hey guys! Uh... I wrote a drabble... and I'm sorry lmao
A Random Kuzudam Drabble feat. a Voice Kink
Rating: Super smutty
Word Count: 5752
Fuyuhiko wasn't entirely sure how he had gotten here.
He knew how he had physically gotten here, obviously - he remembered being in the dorm room and getting manhandled onto the bed, sure.
But mentally? He could genuinely not figure out how he had ended up on his hands and knees, half naked, about to get fucked by Gundham Tanaka, of all fucking people.
“Prepare yourself, my paramour,” Gundham's deep voice rumbled in his ear. A shiver ran through Fuyuhiko's body and his predicament suddenly made a lot more sense.
***
The trouble had started two weeks prior. Fuyuhiko was finally starting to interact with his classmates more, attempting to get more comfortable with himself and with them.
It was their final year of high school, and Fuyuhiko's first year of being openly gay. He had come to terms with it over summer break, and was trying not to shy away from letting others know. Peko and Natsumi were very supportive, which he appreciated, and as his classmates gradually figured out his secret, they were all just as supportive.
Some of them were a little less so. Hiyoko obviously gave him a hard time, despite being gay herself, and Kazuichi was super awkward about it, since he was clearly still in the closet.
On the opposite end of the spectrum, some of his classmates were too excited. Sonia kept offering to initiate some sort of gay school club she had heard about online, which Fuyuhiko was not even remotely interested in, and Teruteru hadn't stopped propositioning him since he came out.
All in all, though, Fuyuhiko was happy with how things were going. Everyone accepted him, which was all he could really ask for. None of their opinions really mattered beyond that, since it wasn't like he wanted to date any of them.
…At first.
Fuyuhiko wasn't attracted to anyone in his class, really. He knew them all far too well for that. Unfortunately, there was one aspect that his traitorous body decided actually was appealing.
He realized it one day after school. He was walking through the courtyard and happened to pass by Sonia and her two boytoys hanging out in the shade of a tree. Sonia waved him over, and, against his better judgment, Fuyuhiko actually stopped to say hi.
“Fuyuhiko! We were just discussing the possibility of having a picnic this weekend! Would you like to come with us?” Sonia asked with a sincere smile.
Honestly, the glare Kazuichi was giving him after that invitation was almost enough to make Fuyuhiko agree out of spite. Still, he wasn't particularly interested. “Nah, I wouldn't want to crash whatever weird occult threesome shit you jerks will probably be up to.”
Gundham laughed, the same deep, cartoon villain laugh he had been doing since Fuyuhiko had met him, but holy shit, it had a much different effect than usual.
The sound of the Ultimate Breeder's laugh sent a shiver through Fuyuhiko's body, straight to his core. The blonde's face heated up, not sure what to make of the strange reaction.
Luckily, none of the others seemed to notice. Gundham struck some sort of ridiculous pose, smirking at the yakuza heir. “Your hesitance to witness our weekend ritual is understandable, Tiny King,” he announced. “However, I assure you that there will not be any ‘threesome shit,’ as you put it.”
Fuyuhiko probably would've laughed at his own words coming out of Gundham's mouth, but he was far too preoccupied. The low timbre of the dark-haired boy's voice had heat pooling in Fuyuhiko's lower belly, and the concept was horrifying. He heard Gundham's voice every fucking day, so why was it suddenly affecting him like this?
His inner turmoil was interrupted by Kazuichi. “Yeah, what the hell, man?! We don't have threesomes or anything like that!” He sounded indignant, but his cheeks were bright red. “Miss Sonia would never do something so dirty! Right, Miss Sonia?” He turned to the princess for validation.
But Sonia put a hand on her cheek, looking off dreamily. “Oh, I would love to try a threesome one day! Perhaps even an entire orgy!”
Kazuichi's jaw dropped as he stared at her, expression equal parts horror and arousal.
Fuyuhiko grimaced, the spell broken by what fucking weirdos his classmates were “Right, well. I still don't want to be part of your nonsense. Thanks, though.” He quickly took his leave before any of them could say something, trying hard not to think about the weird effect of Gundham's voice.
***
The issue didn't go away, though. If anything, it began getting worse. Any time he heard Gundham speak, his body reacted. Even if the breeder was just answering questions in class, Fuyuhiko couldn't help but shiver.
It was even worse when he heard the other boy talking quietly. When Gundham lowered his voice, it became even deeper, and the way it rumbled made Fuyuhiko's whole body feel hot and tingly. It was horrible.
Much to his chagrin, Fuyuhiko found himself partnered with the breeder for a class project. Once Gundham calmed down a bit, he began using his lower voice to discuss the project, being surprisingly serious. Fuyuhiko tried to stay focused and not let his discomfort distract him from the assignment, but it was hard with the way heat was roiling in his core.
His partner fell silent and Fuyuhiko looked up in surprise, only to find Gundham studying him with a concerned expression. “You appear quite flushed, Tiny King. Are you unwell?”
The other boy's concern made Fuyuhiko's heart skip a beat, and the low, quiet rumble of his voice made Fuyuhiko's hole clench instinctively. Horrified, the blonde put a hand over his face. “Y-Yeah,” he replied shakily. “I'm great. Peachy.”
Gundham furrowed his brow. “You cannot fool me. Your aura gives you away.” Fuyuhiko was shocked when the taller boy reached out and took his wrist, gently pulling his hand away from his face. “If something is the matter, you can tell me, Fuyuhiko,” Gundham implored quietly.
Unable to take the way his body tingled, the yakuza heir yanked his hand away and stood up. “Sh-Shit,” he muttered awkwardly. “Uh, you're right. I feel like shit, I'm gonna go back to my dorm. Sorry about the project or whatever.” Not waiting for a response, he hurried out of the classroom.
Fuyuhiko certainly wasn't proud of himself, but as soon as his bedroom door was closed and locked, he began palming his erection through his pants. He whined softly at the much-needed stimulation, squeezing his eyes shut.
Why the fuck was he hard? How had Gundham's voice gotten him to this point? Fuyuhiko didn't know the answer, but as he crawled onto his bed, he decided to worry about it later.
Pushing aside his shame, he yanked his pants down, kicking them off completely. He grasped his cock, stroking himself roughly, trying to get off quick and dirty. He moaned softly, trying to keep his mind clear, but his imagination had other plans.
The memory of Gundham's low voice made him shiver, and he found himself imagining that same voice saying all sorts of lewd things. It was honestly hard to picture Gundham talking dirty, with his particular speech pattern, but somehow Fuyuhiko's imagination was making it work. He imagined the breeder whispering directly into his ear and he felt his hole clench involuntarily again.
He quickly popped two fingers into his mouth, coating them with saliva before reaching down between his legs. He eased one digit past his entrance, no stranger to fingering himself. After only a moment, he was able to squeeze a second finger in alongside the first, and he let out a pleased purr.
Fuyuhiko pumped his fingers in and out of his hole, stroking his cock at the same pace. He moaned helplessly as he worked himself over, desperate for release. It didn't take long for him to reach the edge, and as soon as the fingers inside of him brushed his sweet spot, it was all over. He came with a breathy cry, spilling over himself and clenching around his fingers.
***
Facing Gundham the next day was nearly impossible. They still had to finish their project, though, so Fuyuhiko bolstered his nerve and went to class.
The breeder was understandably concerned. He immediately approached the blonde, crossing his arms and furrowing his brow. “Tiny King, I was quite perturbed by you leaving so abruptly yesterday. Are you feeling any better?”
Fuyuhiko nodded, not meeting his eyes. How the hell was he supposed to look at the guy he had literally jerked off to the night before? “I'm fine, don't worry about me. We can still get the project done.”
Gundham frowned. “It isn't the assignment that I'm concerned about.” He stepped closer, lowering his voice. “You truly seemed unwell. My concern is for your well-being.”
Shivering, Fuyuhiko forced himself not to instinctively shrink away. “Seriously, I'm fine. Thanks.” He gazed up at the other boy awkwardly.
The dark-haired boy studied him silently for a moment before taking a step back. “Very well. Then shall we continue our partnership and complete this infernal assignment?”
Fuyuhiko quickly agreed, eager to regain some sense of normalcy.
The rest of the day passed without any problems, but the two of them didn't quite get the rest of their project done. As class drew to a close, Gundham made a suggestion. “In the interest of completing this damnable report, I invite you to join me in my domain.”
Raising an eyebrow, Fuyuhiko attempted to decipher what the hell he meant. “...You want me to come to your dorm?”
Gundham laughed, tossing the end of his scarf over his shoulder with dramatic flair. “Foolish mortal, you may only see a simple dorm room, but I assure you that my domain is much more than that!”
Fuyuhiko grimaced, feeling even more ashamed of himself for fantasizing about this idiot. “Ugh, fine, I'll come over, just stop calling it that.”
Against his better judgment, Fuyuhiko followed the other boy to the dorms. Being alone in a small space with the boy he had become inexplicably attracted to was probably a terrible idea, but the yakuza heir worried that backing out now would look too suspicious.
So he followed Gundham into his room and sat down on his bed. He tried not to think about it and just focus on the assignment.
They finished the project fairly quickly, much to Fuyuhiko's relief. Being so close to Gundham while he was talking like this was absolute torture, and the blonde couldn't wait to have an excuse to leave. Before he could, however, the other boy stopped him.
“If you will humor me, Tiny King,” Gundham began, voice low, sending another involuntary tremor through Fuyuhiko's body. “I may have had an ulterior motive for inviting you into my domain.”
Fuyuhiko's eyes widened and he stared at the breeder, genuinely unsure of where this was going. Part of his brain was already panicking, while another, much more annoying part was weirdly excited. He silently scolded himself, having already decided not to act on whatever these complicated new feelings were.
Gundham met his gaze, looking serious. “I am concerned about you, Fuyuhiko.”
The blonde had to fight off another shiver at the way his own name sounded coming out of Gundham's mouth.
“It seems as though you are having some sort of adverse reaction… to me,” the breeder continued hesitantly.
Fuyuhiko's face flushed and he felt panic fully take hold. Gundham had actually noticed his strange behavior? Great. He was probably going to tell him to fuck off, that he was being too weird, that he-
His frantic thoughts were interrupted by Gundham's next words. “I have noticed you becoming flushed and… twitching in my presence.” He looked at his friend with a troubled expression. “...Is my evil aura causing you pain?”
The blonde froze. That was the conclusion Gundham had come to?! Of course it was. Fuyuhiko nearly sighed in relief, but settled for a bemused smile. “No, dumbass, your ‘aura’ isn't hurting me.”
Gundham seemed relieved by his words, but he clearly wasn't convinced. “Then what is it about my presence that has you so on-edge, Tiny King?”
Fuyuhiko shook his head. “Nothing. I'm just in my own head about some shit. You're not doing anything wrong.”
The dark-haired boy surprised him by leaning closer, immediately sending him back into panic mode. “It certainly seems like it's my doing,” Gundham asserted, voice low and rumbling.
The sound went straight to Fuyuhiko's core and he had to put a hand over his mouth to keep himself from whimpering. He tried to pull himself together, but his proximity to the taller boy had him sweating. “N-No,” he finally muttered. “It's f-fine.”
But Gundham wasn't giving up so easily. “My apologies, Tiny King, but I don't believe you.” He folded his arms and looked down at the floor. He kept his voice low as he continued, unaware of the effect it was having on the other boy. “Clearly I am having some sort of negative effect on you. I assure you that whatever it is, I'm not doing it intentionally.”
“I know,” Fuyuhiko gritted out, trying to ignore his body's response. “It's nothing, I swear.” He stood up from the bed. “I should get going, anyway.” He started moving towards the door.
Gundham climbed to his feet and followed, clearly not ready to drop the subject. “If I have upset you in some way…”
“I'm fine!” Fuyuhiko snapped.
But Gundham was persistent. “Please, Tiny King, I-”
“I said I'm-!”
He whirled around to shout at the other boy, but Gundham was a lot closer than he expected. He ended up crashing directly into the breeder's chest. Gundham instinctively wrapped his arms around the smaller boy to keep him from falling, which only made the predicament worse.
Now Fuyuhiko was pinned up against the source of his frustration, gazing up at him with wide, panicked eyes. Gundham stared back, looking just as surprised. They froze in place, neither one willing to break the silence.
Finally, Fuyuhiko forced himself to act. He wasn't going to fall victim to some cliche romance anime bullshit. He raised his hands, bracing them against Gundham's chest, preparing to push him away.
“...Tiny King,” Gundham murmured, and oh god, that particular tone was too much for Fuyuhiko to handle. The blonde felt his knees go weak and he leaned heavily on the other boy. Gundham seemed unbothered by his weight, but his face was turning red. “Your, er… body is…hrm…”
Fuyuhiko stared blankly for a moment before realizing what he was referring to. After listening to Gundham's baritone voice for so long, Fuyuhiko’s body had, unfortunately, responded. His cock was maybe half-hard, but it was enough to be noticeable, and with the way his body was pressed up against Gundham's…
The yakuza heir panicked and squirmed away from the taller boy. “Sh-Shit! Don't read into that!” he snapped, mortified. “It's not on purpose!” He clenched his fists at his sides, face bright red. “It's not my fault your fuckin' voice is so-”
“My voice?” Gundham asked in disbelief. “...Fuyuhiko, is this what has had you so distracted?”
“No, shut up,” the blonde quickly denied, looking anywhere but at the other boy. “Fuck off.”
There was a beat of silence, both of them struggling with this revelation. Fuyuhiko was contemplating grabbing his phone and calling a hit on his classmate, but that line of thought was interrupted.
“Fuyuhiko.”
Gundham's voice was intentionally low and velvety, and Fuyuhiko's eyes went wide. The deep tone went straight to his core and his cock twitched with interest. “What the fuck?” he whispered breathlessly.
The breeder was watching him with a strange expression, but he didn't seem horrified or angry, so that was probably a good sign.
“Look at me,” Gundham commanded, and Fuyuhiko instinctively obeyed before he even realized what he was doing. “Is my voice the problem?”
Fuyuhiko nodded weakly. He grasped the edge of the nearest piece of furniture to keep himself upright, since his knees felt like they would give out at any moment.
“And what is it about my voice that has you so flustered?” Gundham clearly knew what he was doing to the yakuza heir, and that knowledge had Fuyuhiko's cock throbbing, fully hard now.
The blonde considered not answering, but something about the other boy's tone told him that he should listen. “...W-When your voice… gets low like that,” he explained quietly. “Drives me fuckin' crazy.”
“Oh?” The breeder was still speaking in a low, rumbling tone. There was only one possible explanation why, and it had Fuyuhiko's heart racing. “Drives you crazy in what way?”
Fuyuhiko swallowed hard, trying not to back away as Gundham began moving closer. “...You already know,” he murmured.
The dark-haired boy stepped into his personal space, looking down at him with an unreadable expression. “Indulge me.”
Gritting his teeth, Fuyuhiko fought back another shiver. “Fuck, fine!” he snapped, desperate to be out of this situation. “Your fucking voice turns me on, okay?!” He blushed darker, looking away. “Christ, just let me go so I can die from embarrassment.”
Rather than allowing him to leave, however, Gundham surprised him by grabbing him. One hand grasped his waist while the other took hold of his chin, forcing him to look at the taller boy. “Is it when I speak like this?” he asked, voice deep and velvety.
Trembling, Fuyuhiko grabbed onto the front of Gundham's shirt. “F-Fuck… Yeah…”
The breeder slowly leaned in until his breath washed over Fuyuhiko's ear, making him shiver. “You find my voice so arousing?” he murmured, and the smaller boy really couldn't handle anymore.
“Either touch me or kick me out,” Fuyuhiko growled, hanging onto Gundham's shirt for dear life. “Please, I can't take it…”
Gundham chuckled low in his throat and an actual moan escaped from Fuyuhiko's lips. “Something tells me that you would be quite skilled at taking it.”
Fuyuhiko didn't even have time to question if Gundham fucking Tanaka was calling him a whore, before the other boy's mouth was suddenly on his. The yakuza heir's mind went blank as Gundham kissed him. There was no way this was really happening, right…?
But then Gundham's tongue swiped over his lower lip and Fuyuhiko instinctively opened his mouth, allowing him inside. Surely this was all some sort of bizarre hallucination. There was no way he was making out with Gundham after admitting to being turned on by his voice, of all things.
The breeder pulled their bodies flush together and Fuyuhiko gasped. He knew that Gundham would be able to feel his erection… and he could feel that Gundham was now just as hard. He moaned softly, clinging to the taller boy's shirt.
They kissed hungrily, mouths clashing desperately. Fuyuhiko kept a tight grip on Gundham's shirt, using it to keep himself upright. One of Gundham's hands moved down to grab Fuyuhiko's ass, fingers digging into one round cheek, making the blonde moan and squirm.
Gundham growled into the kiss, a low, feral rumble, and Fuyuhiko's entire body trembled. He had never felt so turned on, or so unbearably empty. He knew that this was getting out of hand, that going any further would be crazy, but his hormones were overwhelming. The blonde broke the kiss, flushed and panting as he gazed up at his partner. “Ngh… Fuck me, you bastard,” he breathed.
The taller boy grabbed Fuyuhiko by the waist and easily tossed him onto the bed. He quickly unfastened the yakuza heir's pants and hooked his fingers into the waistband. “Raise your hips, my paramour,” he commanded in a low tone.
Fuyuhiko bit his lip and complied, lifting his hips enough for Gundham to slide his pants and underwear down his legs. His cock was fully hard, precum already leaking from the tip. He looked shyly up at his partner, gauging his reaction to his exposed body.
Gundham certainly seemed to like what he saw. He ran his hands up Fuyuhiko's thighs and over his hips, breathing heavily. His eyes snapped to meet the blonde's gaze. “On your hands and knees.”
The command went straight to Fuyuhiko's core and he promptly rolled over, getting up on his hands and knees. His heart hammered against his ribs as Gundham climbed onto the bed behind him. The breeder grasped Fuyuhiko's hips, and he used his thumbs to gently spread his cheeks, exposing his entrance.
Fuyuhiko squeezed his eyes shut, face flushed with shame. This was too much, he shouldn't be here, none of this should be happening, what the fuck was he doing-?!
His panicked thoughts were cut short when Gundham let out a pleased hum. “Your mortal form is exquisite, my paramour,” he murmured, running one thumb along the cleft of Fuyuhiko's ass. “So sinful and enticing.”
The yakuza heir whined and instinctively arched his back, further presenting his entrance.
Gundham chuckled quietly, rubbing his thumb against the tight opening, making the smaller boy gasp. “Does your body yearn for me?”
“Yes, holy shit,” Fuyuhiko replied breathlessly. “Fuck me already, please!”
The breeder reached forward, unceremoniously shoving his fingers into Fuyuhiko's mouth. “Such whorish behavior,” he chastised. “I suppose I shall have to sate your fiendish hunger.”
Fuyuhiko wanted to be upset about being called a whore, but in truth, the name-calling made his cock throb with want. He focused on the fingers in his mouth, sucking and lathing his tongue over them, coating them with saliva. His inner muscles clenched in anticipation. He couldn't wait to finally get some relief.
Gundham withdrew his fingers, moving to press them lightly against Fuyuhiko's hole. The blonde arched again, hips pushing back towards the taller boy. Another chuckle escaped Gundham's throat. “Patience, my dear.”
The yakuza heir opened his mouth to snap at his partner, but all that came out was a loud moan as one finger abruptly slid into him. Fuyuhiko's eyelids fluttered closed. All that mattered in that moment was finally having something inside of him, easing his body's desperate craving.
Humming in satisfaction, Gundham pressed a second finger inside. He carefully moved his fingers in and out, admiring the way Fuyuhiko's muscles squeezed around him. He began pumping his fingers faster, spreading and curling them as he opened his lover up.
Fuyuhiko barely tensed his muscles at all, and even began rocking into his thrusts. Gundham took notice. “Marvelous,” he murmured, voice making the other boy shiver. “Your body was made for this, wasn't it?”
“Sh-Shut up,” Fuyuhiko whimpered, biting his lip as Gundham's fingers curled against his prostate.
“There's no need to feel ashamed,” the breeder assured him. He worked a third finger into Fuyuhiko, groaning low in his throat at the tight sensation around his digits. “So naturally receptive… You were fated to become a consort.”
Blushing, Fuyuhiko let out another helpless moan. He wanted to argue, to defend himself, but the fingers inside of him were pressing into his sweet spot with every thrust, and Fuyuhiko was quickly losing his will to fight. “Mmmn…! Just fuck me, goddamnit!” he gasped.
“As you wish.” There was no argument, no resistance. Gundham immediately pulled his fingers free and unzipped his pants. He spit into his palm, slicking over his erection, then he moved into position behind the smaller boy and pressed the tip of his cock against his entrance. He leaned forward to growl into Fuyuhiko's ear, “Prepare yourself, my paramour.”
“I'm fuckin' ready,” the blonde snapped. He looked over his shoulder, glaring at the other boy. “If you don't put your cock in me right fuckin' now-” He cut off with a sharp moan as Gundham began pushing inside.
The breeder chuckled, but it sounded strained. The tight heat slowly engulfing him was almost overwhelming, and he gritted his teeth as he slid all the way to the hilt. “...Fuck,” he hissed quietly.
Had Fuyuhiko been thinking clearly, he probably would've laughed at the sound of Gundham swearing. As it was, though, his thoughts were anything but clear.
Being stretched open by the other boy's cock felt incredible. Fuyuhiko had always liked fingering himself, liked the feeling of being stretched and full, but this was so much more intense. Gundham's cock was much larger than his fingers, and just having it inside of him made Fuyuhiko's entire body tremble.
“...Are you alright, my love?” the breeder asked. His voice was soft, but his fingers were digging into Fuyuhiko's hips, betraying his own tension.
Fuyuhiko wasn't entirely sure why Gundham was checking on him. Did he not realize how amazing this felt? The blonde tried to organize his thoughts enough to reply, but the taller boy shifted his weight, inadvertently putting more pressure on Fuyuhiko's prostate, and he suddenly couldn't think at all.
“Ngh… ‘s good…” Fuyuhiko finally managed, inner muscles twitching around his lover. “S-So fuckin' good…”
Gundham would've sighed in relief, but his body was already moving on its own. He rolled his hips forward slowly a few times, gauging Fuyuhiko's reaction. The yakuza heir moaned breathily and Gundham took it as a good sign.
He began rocking his hips faster, striking up a quick rhythm. His thrusts were rough and deep, drawing a continuous stream of moans and cries from his lover's mouth. He tightened his grip on Fuyuhiko's hips, pulling him into each thrust, skin slapping against skin.
Fuyuhiko slumped forward, arching his back even more. His fingers dug into the sheets, clinging desperately to something, anything. Having the other boy pounding into him from behind had his head swimming. Gundham's cock brushed against his sweet spot and Fuyuhiko let out a loud, keening moan.
“M-My paramour,” Gundham murmured, hammering his hips forward. “Your body is… so tight… so heavenly… so ephemerally beautiful…!” His voice rumbled pleasantly through Fuyuhiko's body.
The yakuza heir let out a whine, rocking into each thrust, desperate for more. “Shut the fuck up,” he slurred between moans. “Just fuck me!”
Laughing breathlessly, the breeder leaned forward, closer to his lover's ear. “Oh? But I thought you were quite fond of my voice.” He practically purred the last word, making Fuyuhiko shiver and clench around him. “Mmn… I believe I was right.”
Fuyuhiko gave up on arguing. Everything Gundham was doing felt incredible, including the way he was talking. “D-Don't stop,” the blonde pleaded, legs spreading further as his body trembled.
“I have no intention of stopping, my love,” Gundham replied in a low tone. His fingers dug into Fuyuhiko's hips as he pounded into him. “...Ngh, f-fuck…”
The blonde keened, raising his hips to take Gundham's cock easier. His body felt like it was on fire, like every nerve was alight, but the burn was so good. Pleasure coursed through him and his inner muscles squeezed instinctively.
“Hah… my paramour…” Gundham panted, losing himself in the tight heat of his lover's body. “I… don't know how much… how much longer I can… mmnh…!” His hips slapped desperately against Fuyuhiko's ass. He could feel his peak approaching and he leaned down to growl more praises and obscenities into his partner's ear.
Fuyuhiko's eyelids fluttered as the breeder's voice vibrated through his body. “I’m so fucking close…” he whimpered. “Please!”
“Mmn, is that so?” Gundham purred into his ear, not slowing his pace at all. “Give in to your ecstasy, my love… Hah… Let me hear your lurid crescendo…”
The yakuza heir had no idea what that meant, but he loved it. He gasped and arched under his lover as his climax crashed over him. His hips jerked forward before pressing hard against Gundham, keeping his cock in deep, spilling onto the sheets.
The taller boy gripped his hips tightly, leaning all of his weight onto Fuyuhiko. With the way the blonde's inner muscles clenched around him and the erotic sounds flowing from his lips, Gundham reached his own orgasm right after. He slammed himself inside of Fuyuhiko, shooting his cum deep into his body.
Both boys collapsed onto the mattress, breathing heavily. Gundham was just barely able to pull out of his lover's body and roll to the side. They laid there for a long while, trying to regain their wits.
Finally, Fuyuhiko raised himself up just enough to look over at the breeder. “What the fuck was that all about?” he huffed.
Gundham stared back, confused. “Was that not what you desired, Tiny King?”
Fuyuhiko blushed and gritted his teeth. “...Yeah, but only because your stupid voice made me so fuckin' horny I couldn't think straight. What's your excuse?”
Realizing what he was actually asking, Gundham propped himself up on one arm. “...I have always found your countenance quite captivating.”
The blonde has no idea what that meant, but it sounded like a compliment. He flushed darker. “You… what?”
“Apologies, I know my manner of speaking can be… difficult,” Gundham looked almost frustrated as he said it. “I'm trying to say that I think you are… pretty.”
“W-What?!” Fuyuhiko snapped. “What guy wants to hear that he's fuckin' pretty?!”
Gundham sat up, gazing seriously at his partner. “I find you attractive, Fuyuhiko,” he corrected himself. “When you revealed your amorous desire, I couldn't help but answer in kind.”
The yakuza heir was stunned. He carefully sat up as well, wincing at the pain in his hips. “...You like me?”
Huffing quietly, Gundham just nodded.
Silence stretched out between the two of them. Fuyuhiko finally gathered his thoughts, coming to an unexpected conclusion. “...I think I like you, too.”
Gundham's eyes widened, but he let out a bemused chuckle. “You think?”
“Yeah,” the blonde replied, looking away. “I've never… really thought about it. But,” his eyes slowly drifted back to Gundham's face, “I know I wouldn't just fuck someone I didn't have some kinda feelings for, y'know?”
The breeder nodded hesitantly. “...I believe I understand.”
Fuyuhiko paused before speaking again. “So maybe we should give it a shot.”
A slight smile tugged at Gundham's lips. “I would like that, Tiny King.”
“Okay, first thing’s first, stop calling me that,” Fuyuhiko snapped, cheeks flushed. “I know you have this whole dumbass nickname thing, but quit calling me tiny, you bastard.”
Gundham laughed, some of his usual bravado returning. “Very well, my paramour. I shall refrain from referring to you as such.”
Rolling his eyes, Fuyuhiko accepted his words. “Good. Cool.”
They managed to get cleaned up and dressed. Fuyuhiko stood on wobbly legs, and Gundham put a gentle hand on his hip to steady him. The blonde just blushed and slapped his hand away.
Fuyuhiko gathered his belongings, but paused at the door. “...No one finds out about this, got it? Not Sonia, not anybody.”
The breeder chuckled, following him to the door. “Of course, my love. I shall be discreet.”
A thought occurred to Fuyuhiko and his brow furrowed. “Wait, so are you and Sonia not dating?”
Gundham seemed surprised by the question. “Erm… no?”
“But you guys are always together, and you act like… that,” Fuyuhiko grimaced, not really knowing how to describe the way he saw Gundham and Sonia.
The dark-haired boy seemed to understand anyway. “The Dark Queen and I are quite close, and our fates are eternally entwined. However, I assure you that there is nothing romantic about our relationship.” He blushed, looking a little awkward. “...I have no desire for the touch of the feminine kind.”
Fuyuhiko wanted to laugh at the confession, but he knew that Gundham was actually being vulnerable with him, and he didn't want to ruin it. “Don't worry,” he told him softly. “I get it. I'm gay, too.”
Gundham seemed relieved that the yakuza heir understood. “So you and I are free to explore whatever type of affair you desire. You need only tell me what you want.”
The blonde hesitated. Honestly, he wasn't sure what he wanted. He hadn't been lying before, he was positive that he wouldn't have slept with Gundham if there was nothing there. But he had never really thought about the breeder like that. His sudden reaction to Gundham's voice had certainly made him aware of his sexual attraction, but he still didn't know about his romantic feelings.
“...Let's feel it out,” Fuyuhiko finally answered. “I don't know where we are in our relationship, but… we can see what happens.” He looked up at Gundham, searching his face for any sign that he was upset. “Is that okay?”
Smiling patiently, the taller boy nodded. “I have no opposition to taking things slowly.”
Fuyuhiko felt relieved. “Then I'll head back to my room. But I'll see you tomorrow?” It came out as a question and Fuyuhiko mentally chided himself for sounding so unsure.
Gundham just nodded. “Of course, my paramour. I will await our reunion with bated breath.” He stepped forward and wrapped an arm around Fuyuhiko's waist.
The blonde glared at him, but allowed himself to be pulled closer. “Speak normally, dumbass. I swear, if your voice wasn't so goddamn sexy-”
Chuckling, Gundham leaned in, lips brushing Fuyuhiko's ear. “Well, should you find yourself longing for my voice again, you may always return to my domain.”
A shiver ran through Fuyuhiko's body and his knees went weak. He gripped the front of Gundham's shirt. “Mmn, fuck… Don't tease me like that.”
“Apologies, my love,” the breeder told him, but the look on his face didn't seem particularly sorry.
With a growl, Fuyuhiko pulled him into a rough kiss, effectively ending the conversation. He pulled away after a long moment. “I'm gonna go before I end up jumping your bones again.”
Gundham laughed loudly. “If you must. I shall see you tomorrow.”
Fuyuhiko gave him another quick kiss before turning to the door. He paused again in the hallway, casting a glance back over his shoulder. “If I, uh… need you again, can I call you?” His cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.
“Of course,” Gundham replied, also blushing. “In fact… I hope you do call upon me again.”
Fighting back a smile, Fuyuhiko fiddled with his school bag. “Okay, then… I will.” He glanced at the other boy again. “You can call me, too. If you need me.”
The breeder's eyes widened slightly, but he nodded. “...Perhaps I shall.”
There was a brief pause before Fuyuhiko huffed and turned away. “Okay, I'm leaving for real. Bye.”
He hurried back to his own dorm, ignoring how sore he felt. All he wanted was to take a shower and then lay down. He certainly had a lot to think about.
Lol... I'm sorry for betraying Kuzuhina like this, but I also like Kuzudam and there's virtually no content for it, so I wrote my own.
Don't worry, we will be back to our normal Kuzuhina content asap.
I hope you still liked it, lol.
Nightly Routines - (I'll fix the link later, it doesn't want to work with me right now)
Danganronpa Rarepair Week 2025 Day 5! "Sharing a Bed" featuring Fuyuhiko, Gunham, and Nekomaru! (I love these three and can never find anything about them-)
Another poly ship - and yet another one I had to come up with a name for. I've been calling them Kuzudamaru? I dunno. Anyway, this one was fun, basically just pure fluff again with only the slightest hint of angst/hurt/comfort in there
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A Whore's Clothes
Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu/Gundham Tanaka NSFW || 1.1K words
Summary: Gundham's top is too low, Fuyuhiko takes action.
Tags: Dirty Talk, Degradation, Pussy Spanking, Dom/sub, Vaginal Sex, Trans Male Character, Trans Tanaka Gundham, Restraints, Coming Inside, Rough Sex, Cervix Kisses
Additional CWs: AFAB language used for genitalia for Gundham.
ao3 link
fic below!
“Mnnn! Fuyuhiko!” Gundham whines as the blonde gropes at his body.
Fuyuhiko’s hands run over his lover’s body, constantly groping him in his most sensitive areas. Gundham lays there, naked… all bare for his lover to use and love. He’s even tied down… hands tied over his head… Fuyuhiko did the knots himself. He’s quite proud of his work. The blonde grabs at Gundham’s pussy, squeezing it… trying to force more slick out of it. Gundham throws back his head from pleasure, whining and moaning… shaking too. Fuyuhiko’s grip is so hard… and he means it too. The lust he feels for Gundham is too much.
“Wearin’ a low cut top like that around the party… actin’ like a whore when you bend over. You didn’t think I would punish you, huh?” Fuyuhiko nearly hisses his words at his lover.
Gundham softly chuckles, “Hah! So it did entrance you! Here you were before telling me that you weren’t enthralled by me… how funny, dear.”
Fuyuhiko grits his teeth as he smacks Gundham’s cunt, “Fuckin’ whore. Of course you would parade yourself around like that… like a fuckin’ skank, huh? Well you’re mine, and no one else's!”
Gundham whined loudly as he felt the hard spank on his pussy… his cunt drips with slick even more. His poor clit feels all swollen as his pussy becomes puffier. So much pleasure… so much pleasure overwhelming him. His body shakes hard, he can’t help it. Fuyuhiko - his dear fiancé - is spanking his pretty pussy! Gundham wasn’t prepared for this outcome. Truly, he thought that only jealous glances would be exchanged. He thought the other mobsters would just drool all over him… making Fuyuhiko grab at his ass and pull him onto his lap… show him off to everyone. Gundham wanted that more than anything.
To be completely claimed by Fuyuhiko, happily sitting on his lap with one giant smirk. Looking at all of the yakuza around him. Them trying to avoid eye contact… now that’s a fantasy. Gundham practically fingered himself for hours on end before the party… excited for that to happen. He pistened them in and out, cumming so hard he nearly forgot his own name. However, that didn’t happen… not at all. Instead, Fuyuhiko gave everyone a death glare… he didn’t want anyone to stare at Gundham while like this. It would be an absolute crime to take in this sight.
They were barely 30 minutes into the party, and Gundham was dragged out by his hair… and forced into their bedroom. There, Fuyuhiko practically forced his lover onto the bed… and ripped off all of his clothes. Now, here they are. Together, in their bedroom… as the ‘punishment’ continues. Gundham doesn’t regret his decision, not at all. He’s in fact happy that it turned out so different. To be quite honest, he probably would’ve been bored out of his mind if the scenario went exactly as planned. Gundham would be sitting on his lover’s lap, rolling his eyes at every passing glance… how boring.
Thankfully, his cunt is now the prize of attention. His pussy is getting spanked! Fuyuhiko smacks the cunt again, leaving a stinging feeling throughout the man’s body. Gundham arches his hips up, screaming from pleasure. His hands strain in the rope, he can’t break free. Fuyuhiko tied it so tightly… he could feel the rope burn into his skin. It feels so nice… he feels so claimed by his dear fiancé. Gundham bites his lower lip as another spank is given, the rush through his body is divine. He could feel Fuyuhiko’s fingers flex against his aching pussy.
“Say it… say you’re a whore.” Fuyuhiko demands, bringing out his own cock… now jerking off.
Gundham shakes hard, “Fuck you!” His confidence is up high, he’s on cloud nine.
Fuyuhiko growls, “Now Gundham, say you’re a whore!”
He gives two smacks back to back in rapid fire. Gundham’s eyes fill with tears from the overwhelming lust, shit… this feels too good. His cunt becomes even more slicked up… more and more puffier too. Fuyuhiko can feel it… how much pressure is in it. He knows his dear lover is going to cum soon. One more smack is given, then he crawls over Gundham.
He teases his dick between his folds with a smirk. The tip of it slid along his clit, then he slowly pushes himself inside. Gundham writhes under his lover, legs spread out wide as a tear streams down his face. Fuyuhiko isn’t shy to go all the way in. He forces himself deep inside, Gundham’s hands flex from the buck. Then they ball up into fists, some tears stream down his face. Pleasure… only pleasure overwhelms his entire being. Gundham tries his best to move with Fuyuhiko, but it doesn’t work. The blonde keeps him down.
Fuyuhiko bucks in and out, as if he’s fucking a sex toy. He’s rough, but never too rough. Gundham likes it like this… hard and messy… he loves it when it stings just right. Fuyuhiko pounds right against Gundham’s cervix, kissing it over and over again with a smirk. He’s so tight… constantly his walls are shifting around Fuyuhiko’s dick. It’s almost unfair… how can someone be this perfect? Fuyuhiko groans, then he slowly starts to moan. The bucks are quickening, and becoming more and more hard. The blonde growls, trying to force himself deeper inside… how endearing.
“I’m a whore!” Gundham gives in, he proudly proclaims it… finally.
Fuyuhiko smirks wider, “Yeah, and what else?” Gundham whines softly, “I’m a filthy attention seeking, slut!”
Fuyuhiko speeds up impossibly fast. He groans louder, nearly forcing himself into a scream. Gundham squeezes around his dick harder. The poor, pretty thing cums right then and there. He cums hard on Fuyuhiko’s dick… his vision blurs hard with his tears. More pleasure overwhelms his entire being. It’s too fuckin’ good. He can barely handle it, that spurt of cum was too much. Lewd noises filled the room… it made Fuyuhiko moan even more.
Hearing those noises, and feeling Gundham cum right on his dick… Fuyuhiko himself couldn’t help it. Fuyuhiko comfortably came right against Gundham’s cervix… flooding his womb with thick cum. The two moaned together, but Fuyuhiko was a touch louder. He pulls out, jerking off his cock onto Gundham’s cunt. His seed sprays along his folds. After he reaches his high, he pulls out the knife from his side and cuts the rope. He puts it back and sighs. Fuyuhiko gets up and puts his cock away. Gundham lays there… cum dripping from his pussy with wet eyes.
“Clean yourself up, Gundham. I don’t want you lookin’ like whore again.” Fuyuhiko’s voice is harsh.
The door slams behind the blonde… Gundham lays there whimpering… alone.
