Met at the strip club

Requested by Theofficialsimeon

Muzan walked through the strip club with a glass filled with wine in his hand. He wore a tight black skirt with lace around his neck and on his arms, his hair reached his waist. He slipped his wine and sat on a couch.

After he finished his wine, he ordered more, to the point where he was quite tipsy. He had been here for prehaps an hour, he didn't care to remember. Muzan grinned sheepishly as he spotted Michikatsu, a popular kid. If he remembered correctly, the taller was popular duo to him doing Karate and being able to wield a katana.

He shivered at the thought, it made him feel excited. He smirked with half lidded eyes and walked towards Michikatsu. He then wrapped his arms around Michikatsu's arm.

Michikatsu turned his head towards the person who grabbed his arm. He frowned slightly when he realized who it was. It was Kibutsuji Muzan, their principal's nephew. Muzan was a brat, a bully and a narcissist.

Yes, he was beautiful, but Michikatsu didn't fall for him. It seemed Muzan was drunk, he sighed before speaking, "What do you want, Muzan?" he asked, slightly annoyed.

He grinned slyly, he knew this would annoy Michikatsu. After all, he was the one who always put up a tough front. He leaned in close, placing his hands on Michikatsu's hand. "I just wanted to talk to you..." Muzan said softly, leaning close to Michikatsu's face. He smelled like alcohol, something Michikatsu found unpleasant.

Michikatsu sighed. "You did, so now, please leave," he said coldly. He shouldn't have let Yoriichi make him come. He should've known this brat would be here.

He grinned, amused by Michikatsu's attempt to shut him down. It didn't work, he knew. He pulled Michikatsu closer, their faces almost touching. "I want to play a game," he whispered.

Michikatsu groaned in annoyance and gently pushed Muzan away from his face. "What is it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

He smiled smugly, he liked how Michikatsu reacted to him. "A game... between us two,' he grinned mischievously. "We'll see who can get the other first to admit defeat,' he laughed loudly, enjoying the fact that Michikatsu had been caught off guard.

Michikatsu sighed. "What is the game, Muzan?" he asked, crossing his arms.

He smirked, knowing full well what he was doing. "Let's take shots," he said with a giggle. "And we see what happens, what do you think?"

Michikatsu raised an eyebrow before nodding. "Fine, but after, you'll leave me alone, understood?" the taller said sternly, crossing his arms.

"Agreed," Muzan replied confidently. He motioned the bartender over and ordered shots for both of them. He felt Michikatsu's eyes on him as he threw back the shot, but he didn't care. He grinned playfully, waiting for Michikatsu to do the same.

Michikatsu sighed and drank the shot, gently putting the bow empty glass down. "Mh, give me another," he grabbed he alcohol and poured another shot for the both of them.

He watched Michikatsu in anticipation, waiting to see how he would react after the shot. As Michikatsu drank the second shot, he couldn't help but grin even wider. He knew the game was on now, and he wouldn't let Michikatsu win.

they both drank a few more shots, both drunk. Muzan more than Michikatsu, as the man was already tipsy from the wine he drank. Michikatsu got up and grabbed Muzan into the air, wrapping Muzan's legs around his waist.

He giggled softly. "Careful there, tiger..." he teased, nuzzling against his neck affectionately. The warmth of his breath sent shivers through his body, making him feel lightheaded. But it also made him want to keep going, so he held onto him tightly.

The taller hummed, walking through the club before pushing Muzan's back against the wall. He roughly kissed Muzan's dark red lips, his knee in between Muzan's thighs.

Muzan's heart raced, his own desire suddenly taking hold of him. He gripped onto Michikatsu's hair, pulling him closer as his lips parted slightly, inviting Michikatsu to deepen the kiss. He could feel the pressure of Michikatsu's kiss against his lips and it drove him wild.

As they kissed, Michikatsu's hand squeezed Muzan's ass, slowly going higher till he gripped his neck, pulling away. He smirked as he gently choked Muzan.

He gasped at the sudden choking, letting out a small giggle. It felt good, and he enjoyed being dominated by Michikatsu. He looked up at him, licking his lips as he licked his lips. "More..." he demands, rubbing his hands over Michikatsu's chest.

Michikatsu scoffs. "Such a brat, aren't you?" his hands tighten around Muzan's neck, not enough to hurt, but enough to make him feel. "Do you like this? Being choked? Why am I not surprised..."

He groaned loudly, moaning into the crook of Michikatsu's neck. His hips began moving automatically, grinding himself against Michikatsu's knee. "Yes... don't stop, don't..." he whines, begging for more.

Michikatsu hummed, pulling away with a smirk. "Let's go somewhere more private."

He nodded eagerly, following behind Michikatsu. They walked towards one of the many rooms available inside the club. Once there, Michikatsu pushed Muzan down onto the bed. "Now then," he said softly, crawling on top of Muzan.

Michikatsu's hand caressed Muzan's thighs, slowly tracing his fingers on the flesh of Muzan's inner thighs.

He shivered under Michikatsu's touch. His breath hitched when he heard Michikatsu whisper something else. The sound sent chills through him, making his body tingle. He arched his back upwards, pressing his crotch against Michikatsu's thigh. "Please..."

The dark haired raised an eyebrow. "Please what? Use your words," he smirked, spanking Muzan's thigh.

As Muzan bites his lip, a soft whine leaves his throat . "I want you inside me..." he whispers, arching his back further. "Please..." he begged again, looking up at Michikatsu pleadingly. "Please fuck me, sir.." he pleaded. "Fuck me hard, master..."

"Oh? Should I?" he chuckled, his hand going to his neck, gently squeezing it. "I mean, you are such a brat, I don't think you deserve it."

The red eyed man whimpered, feeling tears welling up in his eyes. "But please... just once..." he begs, reaching out to grab Michikatsu by the wrist. "Just give me some attention, master... Please!" he cries out, desperate for any kind of affection from anyone right now. "Please!

Michikatsu laughed softly. "I don't think you deserve it," he said slyly, pinching his thigh.

Muzan gasped loudly, letting out a moan. "No... No more teasing..." he whined, grabbing Michikatsu's wrists tightly. "Please..." he begged desperately, his breathing coming in short gasps. "Don't tease me anymore..." he whispered urgently.

Michikatsu simply took Muzan's dress off. "Be a good boy and hush," he said whilst pinching Muzan's nipple.

Muzan groaned softly, his hands clenching into fists. "Yes, master..." he replied obediently, closing his eyes. He felt himself grow even harder, throbbing for release. "I'll be quiet, master..." he promised, trying not to make a noise as he struggled to stay still.

The taller smiled and kissed Muzan's cheek as he plays with Muzan's nipples. "Good boy," he hummed as he kissed his neck, licking his Adam's apple.

He shivered slightly, moaning quietly when he heard the sound of lips kissing his skin. It sent waves of pleasure through him, making him tremble ever so slightly. He could feel himself getting wetter by the second, his body begging for something to fill it. "Master..."

Michikatsu's long fingers trace over Muzan's stomach, stopping right above his cock, smirking.

Muzan let out a quiet whimper, struggling to control his breathing as he trembled under Michikatsu's touch. He felt himself start to throb again, his cock straining against his clothes. "Please... I need you to touch me..." he begged, his voice shaking slightly.

The taller got up and took his sweet time unclothing himself, smirking as he saw Muzan drool. "What do you want, mh? Do you want to be a little slut and suck me off?"

He nodded eagerly, panting heavily as he watched the man undress. "Yes, master! Please!" he moaned desperately, reaching for him. "C-can I suck you off?" he whimpered softly.

"Oh? So you really are a whore," he smirked, squeezing Muzan's thigh. "I suppose I'll let you."

He groaned happily, nodding eagerly as he looked at him hungrily. "Thank you, master," he breathed, leaning forward eagerly. "May I please have some?" he asked, biting his lip as he waited patiently.

Michikatsu hummed and grabbed Muzan's head. He guided his mouth to his cock. "Go ahead."

He obeyed without hesitation, taking him deep inside his throat quickly. He gagged slightly but didn't stop or pull away, instead continuing to bob his head back and forth rapidly. He was desperate to taste him, wanting nothing more than to please him completely.

Michikatsu groaned and gripped Muzan's long hair, pulling it. He pushed Muzan's head down, making him choke on his cock.

He whimpered loudly, feeling the tight grip of his master's hand in his hair. He couldn't breathe properly, his eyes watering from the lack of oxygen. He tried to swallow him deeper, eager to please him.

Michikatsu chuckled, pulling his head back up with his hair. He led the other take a few breaths before pushing him back on his cock.

He gasped sharply, gasping again when he felt him push him back onto his lap. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he struggled to catch his breath, trying not to gag too much. But despite everything, he continued sucking him greedily, determined to make sure he got every last drop out of him.

"Good boy, good boy," he smiled, patting Muzan's head as he let the other gently suck him off. Muzan's warm lips around Kokushibou's cock made his cock twitch in Muzan's mouth.

Michikatsu smirked softly as he gripped Muzan's hair. "I'll be gentle," he promised.

Muzan gave a soft nod.

Then, Michikatsu gently thrusted his dick in and out of Muzan's mouth, groaning as Muzan kept sucking him off. "Fuck baby, such a little whore... Sucking my cock like your life depends on it."

Muzan sniffled, mewling softly as he kept sucking Michikatsu's cock. Tears filled his eyes as Michikatsu kept thrusting his cock in and out of his mouth, he had to admit that it felt very nice.

Michikatsu chuckled as Muzan's mouth vibrated on his cock. "Mm, such a pretty boy~"

Muzan sobbed, sucking harder. "M-mmff~!" he moaned, vibrating on Michikatsu's cock.

As Michikatsu kept thrusting his cock in Muzan's mouth, he groaned. "Fuck, gonna cum. Want me to fill your pretty mouth with my cum?" he smirked.

Muzan nodded, sucking harder on Michikatsu's cock. He whimpered and moaned as Michikatsu came in his mouth.

Michikatsu gently pulled his head off of his cock, patting his head. "Mm, good boy..."

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