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⚠️二十八𝓣𝔀𝓮𝓷𝓽𝔂-𝓔𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽二十八⚠️

Chapter Twenty-Eight: Deep Sleep
W/C: 3348
[Contains heated scenes: not full on smut]

Rengoku pauses when Miyake's voice breaks, something wasn't right here, "Miyake... what's going on? What's wrong?"

Miyake grits his teeth and slams his hand into the wall next to Rengoku's head, Rengoku doesn't flinch which makes Miyake feel even worse about what he was doing. Miyake goes to pull away but Rengoku grabs his wrist to keep him there.

Miyake sighs and lowers his head, "I saw something back there, another vision.."

Rengoku tilts his head with a frown, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"I can't tell you, it's..." Miyake sighed, his tense shoulders easing in Rengoku's grip, "The gods won't let me tell you in fear of what you might do to change it, because I already had."

Rengoku furrowed his brows, "You've already changed the future? So... when you told me to kiss you like you were leaving, you're telling me... something is going to happen to you?"

Miyake leaned in close and fanned his lips over Rengoku's, "Stop talking and fucking kiss me already before I do it myself, and I hate to say it but you won't be able to continue this mission if I have my way with you."

Rengoku blushed and leans forward to give Miyake a short kiss, "Th-There."

"God dammit," Miyake pushes forward harshly and connects his lips with Rengoku's.

Miyake's nose butted against Rengoku's in their heated battle for pleasure. Miyake titled his head to the side to kiss Rengoku impossibly deeper, Rengoku opened his mouth unintentionally and Miyake smirked into the kiss.

Miyake lowered his hands to grab Rengoku by the waist and push him further against the wall. Miyake's tongue sensually devouring Rengoku's mouth, Rengoku's hands came up to hold Miyake's shoulders as his brows furrowed from the lack of oxygen.

Miyake snaked one hand up to grab Rengoku's neck roughly. Miyake's hand on Rengoku's waist pushing him into the wall as his other hand tilted Rengoku's head back by his neck. Rengoku whined uncharacteristically against Miyake's rough touch.

Miyake was always rough when being intimate, without even realizing it most of the time. He would pin, push, grab, bite, and almost always his hands would travel up to grip Rengoku's neck. It wasn't rocket science to know that Miyake was a beast.

When Rengoku tried to raise his hands to pull off Miyake's haori, Miyake's hand on Rengoku's waist flew up to grab Rengoku's hands and pin them above his head. With their height different, it made everything so much easier.

Miyake finally pulled away after what felt like nothing, Rengoku gasped and leaned in for more, he wanted more of Miyake. That wasn't enough, nothing was, Rengoku pouted with his swollen red lips and Miyake smirked arrogantly.