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The thoughts that run through his mind when the oak door swings open was respectively,
1) Nee-san!!!
2) Nee-san!!!
3) NEE-SAN!!!
4) Damn, he's hot.
Who's that ridiculously good-looking bastard that's just standing pompously next to his nee-san?!! (How terribly uncouth.)
Thinking back to how this wretched reunion was meant to be a celebration for his nee-san's marriage (that he was deliberately kept in the dark about!! for a whole year!!), he's guessing this punk is meant to be her husband-of-sorts.
But damn the heavens, he was planning on picking him apart and gradually working his way into making him feel insecure. How exactly was he supposed to snidely remark on a tall, well-built man with blonde hair and blue eyes?? (Not to mention he's blindingly gorgeous and spectacularly elegant to top it all- Yuri digresses.)
Surely, there has to be something fishy about this entire thing.
Yuri furrows his brows together and racks his brain. How dare Loid Forger, a boring normie, try to dupe his beloved nee-san into marrying his sorry ass?! And stand there smiling so warmly at him! Unacceptable.
He pushes past Loid with more force than necessary, not before shooting a couple of daggers at his handsome face, and strides into the house, letting his mind focus on his nee-san instead. His sweet, gentle nee-san. (His ribs twinge in protest.)
Just you wait, Forger, I will reveal all your dirty little secrets! All your wicked ways!
-
When Yuri catches sight of Loid, with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, forearms exposed, working diligently on slicing the salmon, he promptly turns to examine the living room. (No he did not drool upon seeing his veiny arms, dammit!)
It's quite inconspicuous, everything in there feels...homey.
But that's exactly why it's suspicious! As if the interior was purposely made to feel this way. (He's not the top SSS agent for nothing.)
He's also been cautiously advised to never trust pretty men, especially if they are that good at handling sharp objects. (Like that sashimi knife. Holy shit, his hands!)
Yuri zeroes in on the pictures of Loid and his nee-san being all lovey-dovey and he feels heat rising to his neck. In the family photo, Loid Forger wears and awkward smile and- glasses?
He feels a little light-headed. No one should look that good in glasses, not when they already look like that.
No, no, calm down. He shouldn't be thinking of nee-san's husband like that. What he meant was, ew... he looks like such a nerd wearing glasses...
He could definitely pull it off much better than him!
-
Hearing nee-san stuttering out her excuses was... unconvincing, to say the least. Especially after hearing multiple tableware shatter in the distant background and the muffled coughs from Loid. Yuri conceals a tiny smirk and smiles understandingly towards his nee-san (because what nee-san says is always right).
So it's gotten to the point where nee-san is afraid to confide in her dearest, loving brother, Yuri thinks, Forger you evil scumbag. Don't worry nee-san, I will save you from him at all cost! You're done for, Forger!
-
Loid places the dishes in front of him and (as much as he hates to admit it), it looks good. But looks can be deceiving, you know?
Take Loid Forger as an example, being pretty on the outside doesn't mean he could conceal his true intentions for long. Yuri couldn't wait to reveal all his secrets to nee-san so that she could divorce him!
Yet the moment the sashimi hits his tongue, fresh, citrusy and faintly sweet, he forgets all about his grand plan. (For now.) The salmon melts into a coat of warmth that slides easily down his throat, and damn it all, Loid Forger is good at this.
Surely, this must be store bought. (He totally doesn't remember anything prior to this, none of Loid's meal preparation right in front of his very eyes, nope.)
Loid Forger is a physiatrist, not a Michelin chef for god's sake.
As Yuri shovels down more of the salmon, his gaze locks onto Loid's and- the jerk was smiling. Warm and sweet and- the audacity! Yuri fumes as he quickly averts his gaze, feeling the tips of his ears burn. (From anger, of course.)
Don't think it's that easy to win me over!
Loid takes a sip from his glass, gaze still trained on Yuri and this, this stirs something within him. (He was definitely mocking him! That son of a gun!)
Yuri, never one to back down from a fight, takes a giant swig of his wine and starts to talk out of his ass.
-
Thankfully, after the whole fiasco has died down, his nee-san was sleeping peacefully on the couch. Yuri finds himself blinking stars out of his eyes, and his vision focuses and refocuses on Loid's figure on the opposite end of the couch. How could a mere doctor be so ripped? He thinks.
Impossible. Must have been his eyes playing tricks on him again.
But Loid's vest that seems to be skin tight around his chest and the rippling muscles on his arms pretty much drives the fact home.
Yuri isn't a lightweight, he isn't. But it doesn't take long for his eyes to close and the next moment he opens them, Loid is shaking him awake.
With a towel around his waist. Water dripping down his chest. Down to his defined abdomen. To his sharp v line. The trail of golden hair peeks out of his towel and then-
Now Yuri's wide awake, face lit on fire as it spreads to his ears and neck.
"Briar-san, you shouldn't sleep on the floor. You might catch a cold." Loid says gently as he sits Yuri upright, handing him a glass of water.
Well you shouldn't be one to talk, walking around your house without clothes on! You're more susceptible to the cold than I am! Is what Yuri wants to angrily retort, but all he could think of was Loid and his stupid face, his stupid body, his stupid coc-
Why does it have to be hidden behind a towel? Yuri bemoans.
And the brief moment where he just let's his imagination run wild. How good it would feel inside him. How full it would make him feel.
The thought makes a tent in his slacks and he doesn't even register it, not until Loid is bending down to lift him over his shoulder.
Yuri panics. Kicking his feet like a madman but Loid's firm grip on his waist and thighs make him weak. Weaker than ever before. It's useless, the more he jostles, the more his clothed erection grinds against Loid's shoulders and-
Yuri moans, shamelessly moans. It had bubbled out of his throat before he could even stop it from happening and there, upon arriving at the guest room, Loid stops dead in his tracks.
Oh shit.
(The greatest understatement of all times, but oh shit is what he thinks in that very moment.)
Loid lifts him off and places him onto the bed slowly and just... stares. (Still with just a towel around his waistline, mind you.)
Yuri feels his face light on fire, and slowly, morph into the colour of his eyes. He's starting to spiral into a complete meltdown, because no, he refuses to believe that sound was ever made by him.
But when his hazy eyes meets Loid's azure stare, he all but melts into a puddle, right there and then.
Under the burning intensity of his gaze, it doesn't take Yuri's excellent deduction skills to figure out the desire trapped behind them.
Yuri makes a desperate attempt to cover the bulge in his slacks but Loid, Loid moves at the speed of light. His fingers have already wrapped themselves around the outline of his cock and was palming it slowly, with poorly concealed lust.
"You're hard."
Apparently Loid also likes to point out the obvious.
"Mmph...yea no- haah...no shit..." Yuri's mind has gone blank. Completely, utterly blank. But it feels so good, so deliciously good.
Loid plants feather kisses against his neck and his collarbones and the corners of his lips. Yuri wants more. He needs more.
The moment where he throws away his pride should be a monumental one. Arms frantically circling around Loid's neck and tugging him closer.
"We shouldn't be doing this... nee-san is still in the living room." Yuri pants out.
Amusement flickers in sapphire.
"We really shouldn't." Loid whispers, and lets his breath fan across his lips.
Then Loid wraps his hands around Yuri's waist and all is forgotten when Yuri leans forward in a desperate attempt to kiss those soft lips of his. (Must be the alcohol in his system.)
There's a lot of tongue involved, teeth scraping against his bottom lips elicits another whimper from Yuri's throat.
Loid unzips Yuri's slacks, pulling his underwear down for his cock to finally breathe, and then brings his hips up to meet Yuri's and that's when his towel falls.
He's huge. Yuri gulps.
He's impossibly big, Yuri's never seen anything like this before. And it's beautiful, like all of Loid, it's veiny and throbbing atop his own. The tip slick with pre-cum and the way he thrusts upwards, is when Yuri's brain promptly short-circuits. The hot weight of Loid is enough to punch another moan out of his throat.
Yuri doesn't think, he can't.
There is nothing for him to do but helplessly wrap his legs around Loid's waist and pathetically grind his hips up to feel more of Loid.
The water droplets from Loid's hair drips onto his face, mixes with his own sweat and drool, no one could tell the difference anymore. As Yuri cracks an eye open, the sight he's greeted with awes him into complete submission.
Loid, face flushed, up to the very tips of his ears, neck and chest tinted pink. Eyebrows knitted together in concentration and his rosy lips worried between his teeth.
He's perfect like this, above him, rubbing himself off on Yuri. His breath is hot against his skin, and the feeling builds and builds in the pit of his stomach.
He feels Loid twitch, before releasing all over Yuri's dress shirt and slacks with a low groan. Yuri quivers watching as Loid's dick pumps out milky spurts, and that's what does it for him.
His dick trembles before coming undone beneath Loid's watchful eyes. His eyes roll back and damn, he's never felt anything like this before.
Pure bliss, and sinful pleasure. Yuri thinks of this as doing a favour for his nee-san, one more unfaithful husband to be discarded. Loid Forger, you cheating scum!
He's finally got Forger where he wanted him to be, except...this was not exactly how he imagined. This illicit affair to be kept as an unspoken secret between them.
Yuri revels in his little discovery before Loid pushes him down and impales him with the force of a ravishing beast.
(Definitely not a spy, nope.)