summary: Sousuke is desperate, and desperate times call for desperate measures
tags: bottom sousuke, top giorgio, accidental self electrocution, anal sex, no aftercare
authors note: i am, so, so fucking sorry that the first (?) The Art Of Murder fic is smut, but you know how it is. anyways! hope ya'll enjoy, and if ya do consider checkin' the Ao3 port! [no gifs yet, so have a screenshot of him]
https://archiveofourown.org/works/60621112
Sousuke goes rigid at the sound of Giorgio's voice hushed against his throat.
He can feel tension build even further in his stomach. Gloved hands trail up his back from the curve of his ass, belt and capelet long since discarded. Static still rests heavy on his skin as he's fucked.
He knows that that's what Giorgio wants.
The static.
The shock.
The spark.
The core deep throttling flash of lightning.
Why Giorgio wants it Sousuke doesn't know, but he can't imagine any other reason to keep running fabric across fabric. Faux leather has a hard time building static though. He can still feel it, just under his skin.
It burns.
But hey, he wanted this. He said yes. It's been too long since he was home, and Pip never drew any of his friends or his husband or his wife. She only liked him, and he's flattered really, but he misses Blossom and Raruto badly.
The closest he can get to what he had with either of them is Giorgio.
So that's what he thinks about.
Blossom and Raruto and all of his other friends who he had affairs with off screen. Everyone called him crazy when he said it happened. The only reason they even got a chance was because Pip left her laptop open, and they decided to watch his source.
It was a painful thing to do. To be unable to be there with them again, so close but so far. They looked just as good as the day he was brought into existence here.
"Fuck!"
The sound of his own voice, the english dub voice, shocks him enough for sparks to fly. God he hates that voice. It's so jarring.
But the electric discharge is enough to push Giorgio over the edge. Fingers dig into his shoulder and his back as he's bottomed out in.
He just whimpers as Giorgio doesn't stop moving.
He still has more stamina.
And sure, Sousuke is a ninja, he could go at it for days on end. Doesn't mean he wants to. Just means he needs to until all this god awful electricity is out of him. He can't launch off a Chidori, it'd ruin Pip's desk, it'd prove that they were alive.
So he grits his teeth and tries to ignore the ache of going untouched. His breathing stutters though, voice rapidly dipping and pitching up, oscillating between his two voices. He bites down on his arm guard and tries not to make a single sound.
A hand snakes around his hip, grips his cock, and strokes.
His eyes shoot open, bearing down on his arm guard until he feels it tear. White hot everything flashes through him and he can feel the electricity simply ooze out of every pore.
It's short.
Hot.
Painful.
His scream is only somewhat muffled by the fact he's clamping down on his arm guard to the point he may bleed. He can feel his everything threaten to give out as Giorgio steps away from him. He falls hard on a stuffed animal key chain, the soft fabric an instant relief on skin that's flushed faintly all over.
"Good job," Giorgio said. He snapped his gloves and Sousuke heard it instead of seeing it, still makes his entire body shiver. With anticipation or fear he's not sure.
He gives a long groan from where he lay face down.
"Now we have enough electricity to turn on Pip's laptop."
Sousuke goes rigid at that.
He just got fucked for the sake of turning on Pip-sama's laptop, because it was too low on battery. When they could've plugged it in instead.
He's not complaining about the sex! Gods no the sex was great.
He is complaining about the fact he just got milked of his limited chakra and even more limited lightning control. It fucking hurts outside of his source whenever it gets too much and has to be discharged. Normally it doesn't leave him feeling fried, but no, Giorgio needed to fuck him to make sure there was enough static.
"You just fucked me to open Pip's laptop?" Sousuke asked, and as much as he hated his dub voice, he knew it was the only way to get shit across effectively.
Giorgio nodded, "I'd like to watch another episode of Explore Time."
"That's it?" There's danger on his voice.
"We could watch your show again," Giorgio said, "To see how much you were wrong about."
Low fucking blow.
But Sousuke subsides.
"ファックユー"
Giorgio just laughs.
God, what a fucking dick.
But it's the only dick around for miles aside from his own, so he'll take it.
