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It was dumb. Everything that involved Kojiro was dumb, but this was especially dumb.

It had started when Kojiro made a comment after they had gone only three rounds before Kaoru had to tap out due to overstimulation, about how he should make some kind of aphrodisiac potion to help with his stamina. It should have been something to laugh off. Should have. But now here he was, in his library, researching how to make some kind of love potion or aphrodisiac.

So far, he’s found a whole lot of nothing useful. He found out that rose petals absolutely should not be used for a love potion, that brewing the love potion on high heat would yield more long-term results, and that a love potion only works if the recipient consensually ingests it, whether they know what it is or not does not matter. Luckily, the only person who would be ingesting the love potion would be Kaoru, and he knew exactly what it would do.

Although his findings were few and far between, he continued to look and remained hopeful. There had to be something out there that would help him.

He had his familiar, Carla, find some herbs, flowers, and scavengable foods that would boost his testosterone levels and, in turn, increase his libido. The crow was dutiful in her work of helping him, going as far as guarding the door to his study to keep a certain green-haired idiot out and pecking at him if he tried to reach for the door handle. Kaoru was happy to give her pets and treats for that.

He wasn’t about to give up, he wouldn’t go out without a fight.

So he kept digging. He found forums online from non-witches about aphrodisiacs, homemade Viagra, and other such drugs and home remedies for bedroom activities. Nothing seemed to be leading to what he needed.

He was desperate. It had gotten to the point where he was just looking up “Love Potions” on Google and reading almost everything he came across. He was about to turn off his computer when he stumbled upon a promising-looking article titled “Love-In-Idleness: Real or Myth?” He recognized the name from the Shakespeare play A Midsummer Night’s Dream . The subheading was even more promising. It read, “In the play A Midsummer Night’s Dream, the flower is used to make the fairy queen fall in love with Bottom, but does the flower have aphrodisiac properties in real life? Or is this yet another work of fiction?”

As he perused the article, he felt hope and joy wash over him. Though the actual flower, viola tricolor, doesn’t have any aphrodisiac properties, many different flowers could be used to create similar effects. Kaoru wrote down a list of all the ones that seemed like they would work for him and set out to find what he needed.

It didn’t take long to get the supplies, most of the stuff was readily available at grocery stores and flower shops (he made sure to avoid the one that Hiromi worked at, for obvious reasons), but there were a few ingredients that he had to order from an online vendor, which he didn’t mind.

It only took him about five days to gather all that he needed for the love potion and it was only in the moment when he started to heat his pot that he realized exactly what he was doing and how goddamn stupid it was. Kojiro, the lug that he was, probably didn’t even remember saying that he should make this, and Kaoru was making a fool out of himself for even entertaining the thought. But then again, he did want to see this through for multiple different reasons. Sure, there was the whole “lasting longer than his husband in bed” part of it, but he also had never made a potion without a recipe before, so this was going to be a test for him to see if he could do it on his own.

He had to have a clear vision of what he wanted the potion to look like and do. Making what it would look like was easy; he wanted it to look like water with pink food coloring. As for what it would do, Kaoru was hoping that it would act as an aphrodisiac that also promoted longevity in both his orgasms and his arousal, and stamina. He had no idea if it would work, but he was determined to make it work.

Kaoru wanted to test out the trial runs, but he didn’t have someone or something to try it on other than himself, and it would be dumb to use it on a random person, or god forbid, one of his few friends. He supposed that if it didn’t work the first few times then that would be fine because it probably wouldn’t do much of anything besides make him a little hornier. He could deal with that.

And so, the trials began.

The first trial was less than impressive. The potion was more red than pink, and it tasted like yams instead of the intended sweet berry flavor he had thought of. The worst part about the first attempt was that it didn’t do anything visibly. Nothing had changed when Kaoru drank it, and that made him nervous. It would’ve been better if he immediately felt different, but the lack of effect made him think it was a more long-term potion that would hit him in a few hours. But as he made the second batch, no signs of anything changing appeared, meaning it was just a dud potion.

The second attempt went a little bit better. The color was right this time, a translucent light pink, but this time it was glowing slightly, which was worrying. When he drank the liquid, he nearly gagged due to the taste of garbage that overtook his taste buds. He didn’t even wait to see if the potion had any effects on his libido because there was no way in hell he was going to drink that to get it up; the flavor alone could kill any person’s boner.

By the time he got to his ninth attempt, he was starting to regret being his own test subject. To say the potions worked as aphrodisiacs would be an understatement. Once he got the ratio of damiana to ashwagandha to catuaba down, he turned to aesthetics, focusing on taste and color. He had tried small doses of three different successful aphrodisiacs and was feeling the effects of them in his lower belly. He could feel how wet his boxers were and how his clit seemed to be pulsing with need. He still had yet to perfect the recipe, but he could tell he was close. He needed to just focus on his work area and not pay attention to anything else. He had some time before Kojiro got home, and he would have this prepared before he was done with prepping Sia la Luce for tomorrow’s lunch.

The next 30 minutes were a bit of a blur. Kaoru chopped up and mixed the ingredients in a daze as his thighs rubbed together and he bit his lip until it nearly bled. Soon, he looked down and realized he had finished the most recent potion. He blinked a few times before processing that it looked perfect. The color was a translucent light pink, a little shimmery, and it smelled sweet, and with a small sip, Kaoru confirmed it tasted like sweet berry. He didn’t need to wait for the aphrodisiacs to kick in to know they worked, thanks to the previous attempts.

He did it!

He blearily wrote down the recipe and bottled some of the potion to put next to the bed before he collapsed on said bed and stripped himself of the yukata he had been wearing, the fabric suddenly too hot on his body and too itchy against his sensitive tits. He pulled off his socks and shoved his hand into his boxers, feeling all the slick that had gathered in between his legs and moaning out at the friction against his pussy. He didn’t have to do much teasing to make him needy, already feeling the heady bliss of pleasure from the potions. He could feel slick gush from his hole in waves as he rubbed his clit in tight circles.

Usually when he was masturbating, he would have to imagine something to help himself get off, but right now he was so lost in pleasure so sharp that it bordered on pain that he didn’t— he couldn’t think of anything other than how good it felt. He didn’t realize when he had started whining and moaning, but he could hear himself getting louder and louder as he got closer to his release.

It was crescendoing into a tidal wave of pleasure that he couldn’t escape, not that he wanted to, and soon it crashed around him as he came with a cry on his lips. He couldn’t stop. He didn’t want to.

He knew that Kojiro would be home soon, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care that he was being so shameless and debauched. He needed more. He reached over to the bedside table and pulled out his purple bullet vibrator, thankful that he had charged it the night before in preparation for today. Turning it on to the lowest setting and pulling off his boxers, Kaoru placed the tip of it to his sensitive clit and nearly screamed in pleasure, instead all that came out was a high pitched squeal. He came almost as soon as the vibrations were pressed against him, his orgasm running through his body like a bolt of lightning, traveling through his nerves and shooting out of the tips of his fingers and toes.

He kept the vibe pressed to him, but moved it down toward his hole, gathering up the slick that was leaking from him and coating the toy before he pushed it in. He felt his legs begin to shake violently as he raised them in the air, attempting to put himself into a mating press. He was so close to calling out for his husband to help him, but he knew that Kojiro couldn’t answer his pleas from all the way at the restaurant. So instead, he whined and whimpered incoherently.

He was so close to his third orgasm when he suddenly felt the vibrator being pulled away from his hole, not by his own hands. He gasped and opened his eyes to see his beloved husband looking down at him from where he was standing next to the bed with hungry eyes. Kojiro pulled the vibe away from him, drawing out a whimper from Kaoru’s red lips. He was promptly shushed as Kojiro turned the vibrations off and sucked the toy into his mouth, licking Kaoru’s cum and slick off of it like it was the nectar of the gods.

“Koji…” Kaoru whispered as the other man finished sucking the toy clean, his eyes never leaving Kaoru’s prone and shivering body. For a moment, Kaoru felt acutely aware of his state of dress, but that was quickly overshadowed by the desire he felt for his husband. “Please…”

“What did you get up to while I was at work, Princess?” His voice was deep and slow, full of arousal and heat. He leaned over Kaoru’s body and sat on the bed next to him. He placed one of his hands on Kaoru’s face, forcing him to look into the maroon eyes that held so much love all the time. Kaoru could only whine at the question, not having the strength to get out a full sentence. He could feel himself slipping away into a high that was only achieved when he was the most relaxed he could be. It wasn’t something he had felt in a while, but he was very familiar with it.

He blinked at his husband, who seemed to understand what was happening.

“Oh, baby, I got you. Do you want to continue?” Kojiro asked gently, grabbing Kaoru’s hand and squeezing it. Kaoru squeezed back and nodded his head. “Good boy, if that changes, tap, squeeze, or pinch me twice, ok?” Kaoru squeezed once and nodded.

Kojiro then leaned in for a sweet kiss. He was always good with his lips, frustratingly so. Back when they had first gotten together, it was always a gamble on whether Kaoru would get wet from just kissing or not, but Kojiro also would sometimes get hard from kissing Kaoru, so he supposes it’s fair. Kojiro pulled the hand that was caressing Kaoru’s face away and used to to grab Kaoru’s free hand and press both of his hands into the mattress under them, making the pink-haired man moan. He then pulled away from the kiss and pressed his lips to Kaoru’s neck, nipping at the skin there and making his way down to his clavicle.

Kaoru had started to squirm under Kojiro’s body, rubbing his legs together for any kind of friction and whining beneath the large man. He wanted to feel more, and more wasn’t being given to him, so he was willing to beg if he needed.

“Koji, please, ‘need more.” He couldn’t be patient, not after he spent hours completely soaked and needy. His husband simply chuckled, drawing Kaoru’s focus to the way his wide shoulders shook. He had always loved how big his husband was compared to him, it made him feel drunk on pleasure whenever Kojiro would use his strength and size against him.

“More? Haven’t you already cum? I can see how messy you are, Princess.” Kojiro smiled into Kaoru’s collarbone, nipping at the skin there to make a mark. Kaoru whined at the action.

“Please!” He cried out as Kojiro moved down to attach his lips to Kaoru’s hard, pink nipples. He had always had a smaller chest, and that, along with his workout regimen that made his pecs look more muscle than fat, made it so he didn’t have much dysphoria for his chest. This was wonderful news when it came to how obsessed Kojiro seemed to be with his tits. Perhaps it was due to the piercings he got years ago. Kojiro hadn’t been in Okinawa at the time, he was overseas studying to become an Italian chef in Italy. But when Kojiro came back and saw Kaoru without a shirt on, well, Kaoru was surprised he didn’t blow a gasket.

Kojiro nipped at Kaoru’s nipple, drawing the man out of his thoughts and back to the present. He moaned out an approximation of Kojiro’s name, flexing his hands in his husband's grasp and thrashing around under him. Kojiro only pressed him further into the bed and moved his mouth to the other nipple, pulling it into his mouth and sucking. Kaoru wrapped his legs around Kojiro’s waist, pulling his hips down to grind his wet pussy against Kojiro’s erection. He moaned wantonly at the feeling.

“Fuck, Princess, you’re so needy, did you miss me that much?” Kojiro chuckled and pulled away from Kaoru’s chest to look him in the eyes. Kaoru whined and attempted to gesture toward the vial of the love potion on the bedside table. It seemed to do the trick because Kojiro turned to the side and finally seemed to notice the vial. “What’s this?”

Kaoru moaned in lieu of a response. He couldn’t think, let alone get any words out. Kojiro reached out to grab the small bottle, turning it around in his hand a few times before humming.

“Is this why you’re so horny?” Kaoru nodded. “It looks a little bit too thick to drink now…” He paused, and Kaoru watched as hundreds of thoughts rushed through Kojiro’s mind at once before he smirked. “That’s fine, though.”

He then popped the cork off the top and poured some of the potion onto some of his fingers. The pink liquid had, in fact, thickened in the time Kaoru had bottled it, making it more viscous now. It looked obscene, covering Kojiro’s fingers as he spread them and rubbed them together to warm up the substance.

“I think we could have fun with this,” He said, letting go of Kaoru’s other hand and pushing his leg up away from his waist to spread Kaoru open. He smirked as he trailed his dry fingers down Kaoru’s torso, pressing lightly on the marks he had made previously, before he got to the place Kaoru needed him most. He lightly circled his wet fingers around Kaoru’s hole, teasing him.

When Kojiro pushed his first finger in, the love potion felt very similar to how lube felt when they used it, but after a few seconds of letting it sit, the potion seemed to absorb into the skin on the inside of his cunt. He felt pinpricks of pleasure shoot through his pussy, to his clit, and then his mind. It was all-encompassing and dizzying to the point that he screamed silently, his hands coming to grip his husband’s hair tightly as he ground down onto the finger inside him.

“Did you just cum?” Kojiro asked once Kaoru had stopped shaking as violently, with a look of wonder in his eyes. Kaoru nodded. “Was that because of the stuff I used for lube?” Kaoru nodded again. Kojiro’s eyes darkened at that.

He pressed his other two fingers in after a few moments of letting Kaoru come down from his orgasm, moving them fast and hard as soon as they were buried inside Kaoru’s cunt. Kaoru nearly sobbed as he felt himself shoot right back to the edge of an orgasm. Kojiro seemed to notice how close his husband was, as he moved down to take Kaoru’s clit into his mouth, sucking him off like his life depended on it.

Kojiro had always been a little bit obsessed with Kaoru’s bottom growth, always taking his time to worship it, but right now, it seemed like Kojiro had one goal in mind: make Kaoru cum as many times as possible. His fourth orgasm washed over him quickly, and almost as soon as it had faded, he was right on the edge again, thanks to Kojiro’s tongue and fingers. The other man was deft with his hands and fingers; he had to be so because of his profession, but it also translated well into the bedroom. He knew all of Kaoru’s sweet spots and bitch buttons, probably would know them blindfolded (the thought of that sounded hot as fuck, they would have to try that when Kaoru was a little more coherent). The added stimulation of Kojiro’s lips around his swollen clit only increased his pleasure tenfold.

He felt the white-hot pleasure race through his veins, making his toes curl and his eyes roll back as he felt himself crest over the edge of release yet again, reaching down to try and pull Kojiro off him, or maybe pull him closer. Kaoru didn’t know which one he wanted.

It was all too much and yet not enough at the same time.

Kojiro pulled off of him suddenly, pulling his fingers out and leaving Kaoru looking dazed and whining at the loss.

“Damn, Ru, that stuff is no joke,” Kojiro said, panting against Kaoru’s thigh. He must have ingested some of the love potion when he was eating Kaoru out. Gods, that was hot. “Was it an aphrodisiac?” Kaoru nodded. “No wonder you were so needy.”

“Koji, please,” Kaoru whined and grabbed at Kojiro.

“Fuck, ok ok,” He said as he stood up to take off his pants, boxers and shirt before sitting back down on his haunches in between Kaoru’s spread legs. He grabbed the vial once more, only this time, after warming the substance up in his hand, he used it to jerk himself off and lube up. He groaned into the touch, and Kaoru was half tempted to take over and either use his hands or his mouth to get his husband off.

He wasn’t able to do either one because soon Kojiro was lining up his leaking cock with Kaoru’s entrance and pushing in. The stretch and the initial burst of pleasure were heavenly. Kaoru always marveled at how large his husband was, but his dick was the magnum opus of it all. Long and thick, it was everything Kaoru needed to scratch the itch that had buried itself deep inside of him for years before he and Kojiro got their shit together. He moaned as Kojiro pushed himself farther and farther into Kaoru, hands flying to grasp Kojiro’s shoulders tightly.

It only took about a minute for Kojiro to bottom out, his dick reaching to the farthest depths of Kaoru’s pussy. It was always a lot, but with the added love potion, Kaoru felt like Kojiro was fucking into his cervix. It was almost too much.

He was suddenly overwhelmed with pleasure as Kojiro began to pull out, but he stopped when he was less than halfway out.

“Holy shit, you’re so tight, it’s like you’re trying to tear my dick off,” He panted out, leaning down to hold himself above Kaoru on his forearms. Kaoru whined as his legs were pushed higher up and the dick inside him slid into him at a different angle, brushing against his g-spot at the same time. His nails scratched down Kojiro’s back before they landed at the small of his back and pulled his hips closer, making his husband fuck into him slightly. They moaned in tandem at the separate feelings of Kaoru tightening around Kojiro’s cock and Kojiro pressing harder against Kaoru’s g-spot.

Kaoru felt like he couldn’t breathe with how deep Kojiro felt inside him. As the other man began to try and pull out again, he attempted to relax his hole enough for him. Kaoru whined as he felt Kojiro’s dick pull out of him, leaving only the tip inside. Kojiro then pushed back in just as slowly as he pulled out, being gentle with his husband. Kaoru wasn’t having that. He wrapped his legs around Kojiro’s waist and his arms around Kojiro’s neck, pulling him in close and forcing him back in quicker.

“More, harder,” He demanded, desperate to be fucked hard. Kojiro looked into his eyes and must’ve seen the determination in them because he pulled out once again before starting up a faster rhythm. He began to pound into Kaoru with fierce thrusts. Kaoru moaned out as his g-spot was hit almost every time Kojiro slammed back in.

It wasn’t even a minute later before Kaoru felt yet another orgasm approach.

“Koji, ‘m gonna-” He cut himself off with a loud moan. Kojiro understood him, reaching a hand down to rub at Kaoru’s clit in fast circles.

“Yeah? Gonna cum again for me? Go ahead, Princess.” He said as he fucked Kaoru harder. Kojiro was always a talker in bed, and today was no different, whispering sweet nothings and dirty talk into Kaoru’s ear like his life depended on it. Kaoru loved it. He felt his chest tighten as his orgasm slammed into him all at once. It made him feel like he was flying, but once he came down he felt something sharper in his pussy throb. Something that bordered on painful.

“Wait, Koji, ‘m-!” He tried to warn Kojiro but it was too late and He was already cumming again, only this time it was much more than just slick cum leaving his hole. He screamed out as he squirted on Kojiro’s dick, the pressure of it pushing Kojiro from his hole.

“Fuck, Princess, that’s hot,” Kojiro moaned as he watched Kaoru come undone beneath him, jerking himself off with the slick that gushed out of his husband. Once Kaoru had finished squirting, he pushed back in, returning to the rough pace he had started before and moaning out at how Kaoru’s cunt gripped his dick.

He leaned down to capture Kaoru’s lips in a heated kiss, full of tongue and teeth. Kaoru could barely focus on the kiss as Kojiro kept thrusting into his abused pussy, his lips slightly parted and eyes closed, so instead he just whined again and again. Through his clouded gaze, he saw how Kojiro’s face was starting to scrunch up in pleasure, signaling his imminent orgasm. It wasn’t even a minute later when he was whispering into Kaoru’s ear about how good he felt and how close he was, before he came deep inside Kaoru.

Kaoru expected Kojiro to pull out after he came, and he was planned on pulling him back in and fucking himself on the mans dick, but he was happily surprised when Kojiro continued to thrust into him, pushing the semen that was inside him to ooze out from it. There was very little in the world that Kaoru enjoyed more than being creampied, and the fact that it seemed like Kojiro was willing to go more than once meant more filling for him.

“Fuck, Kaoru, you feel so good. I feel like I’m on fire,” He panted into Kaoru’s neck, sucking at the skin there and nearly whimpering. Kaoru understood what he meant, though. It was like he was drowning in lava with how hot he felt, how much desire was bubbling inside him, how much need was pooling in his stomach. He could probably personally cause the icecaps to melt. It was too much. It was so good. It was…

Kaoru cried out as Kojiro thrusted into him at breakneck speed, his balls slapping against Kaoru’s ass most deliciously. Kaoru reached around his husband and groped his ass, pulling him closer to turn his thrusts into grinds that reached a new depth inside of Kaoru. He saw stars as yet another orgasm approached. He tried to alert his husband, but his words failed him, nothing coming out but moans and sobs as tears pricked the corners of his eyes. His eyes rolled back when Kojiro’s hand moved down to rub Kaoru’s clit, this time with less precision and more desperately, akin to a man who could bare the thought of not pleasing his lover, which Kojiro was.

Kaoru could hear his husband begging Kaoru to cum for him, to cum on his cock, and calling him a good boy, gorgeous princess, and telling him he felt too good to be real. Kaoru couldn’t focus on anything by the time he felt himself cum for the nth time that night. He might have screamed if his voice had allowed it, but it was thoroughly fucked from their activities. His vision whited out, and he could taste something metallic in his mouth; the jury is still out on whether or not that was actual blood or if he hallucinated it.

He must have tightened around Kojiro, because soon the other man was groaning and bringing his grinding to a halt as he came inside Kaoru once more. The warm and slightly sticky feeling of cum in his cunt made Kaoru feel deeply satisfied and content, but Kojiro was still under the effects of the potion as he started to move again after a few seconds of respite.

Kaoru let out a yelp of overstimulation as Kojiro fucked back into him, still unable to make a full sentence. It wasn’t the worst feeling, but that would soon change if he didn’t do something about it, but he didn’t want to make Kojiro stop altogether…

He decided that he would have to muster up the energy to tell the oaf what he wanted. It was hard to focus on gathering strength when all he could feel and think about was Kojiro’s massive dick pounding his cunt until he cried, but eventually Kaoru was able to utter the necessary four words.

“Wann’...suck…your cock.” It was slightly muffled by Kojiro’s shoulder, and it was only said in between thrusts, but it got the point across because Kojiro pulled away to look at Kaoru with a devastatingly fond look for what they were doing.

“You do?” Leave it to Kojiro to feel selfish during sex.

“Please.” Kaoru would have to show him that he was allowed to take, and that it was actually encouraged. He pressed on Kojiro’s chest lightly, telling him to move nonverbally. Kojiro listened and moved back on the bed.

“How do you want me?” He asked, looking like he was about to burst from either excitement or arousal, maybe both. Kaoru thought for a second before he sat up and moved to sit against the headboard of the bed, making grabby hands at his husband and pulling him closer by his hips. Kojiro sat up onto his knees and put one of his feet on the mattress. Kaoru looked down to the cock in front of him and nearly began salivating. Kojiro was harder than hard, his entire shaft and tip wet with Kaoru’s slick and cum, the tip leaking precum. He licked his lips and leaned in to press kisses to the tip, leading them down toward his balls. He took one of them in his mouth, sucking on it and playing with it with his tongue while looking up to Kojiro.

Kojiro was gripping the headboard and looking down at Kaoru with desperate eyes. When their eyes met, Kojiro whimpered, and it was the hottest thing Kaoru had ever heard. He brought his hand up to begin jerking the other man off, thumbing at the underside of the tip and licking up the side.

He knew he wouldn’t be able to fit it all in his mouth the first try, so he was planning on only taking half of it at first and making his way down after. He pressed a sweet kiss to the tip before pulling it into his mouth and hollowing his cheeks. He wrapped his tongue all around it, getting it wetter than it already was. He could taste himself on his husbands dick and that sent a shiver down his spine. He needed to get this man in his throat sooner rather than later.

He slowly lowered himself onto the cock before him, taking it inch by inch. Before long, he had taken over half, and already it was beginning to touch the back of his throat. How could one person have so much dick? It was obscene. He had to blink back tears as he choked it all down. He could barely breathe, and he was in a state of bliss.

Once he was finally down Kojiro’s dick, he closed his lips around it and sucked lightly. He could hear Kojiro moan from above him as he took his whole length down his throat. It was a heady feeling to know how much a person would do to be in his position, in either of their positions, but they were the ones who were there. He couldn’t be happier.

Kojiro was moaning above Kaoru as the man started to suck him off properly, moving his head up and down as quickly as he could manage. He could smell the deep musk of his husband, sweat that had been gathering since he got out of his post-workout shower made his skin salty. It surrounded Kaoru and made him moan, which in turn made Kojiro reach out and grip his pink hair, holding it back in a high ponytail for the man who was sucking his life through his dick.

“Can I fuck your throat?” Kojiro asked, looking down at Kaoru with pleading eyes, begging without words for anything. Kaoru squeezed Kojiro's thigh and pulled off slightly to nod, not wanting to take it fully out of his mouth but wanting to respond properly. “You know how to get me to stop?” Kaoru nodded once again. “Good boy.”

And then Kojiro was pulling on Kaoru’s hair to make him come off of his dick, he grabbed the base of his dick and tapped it on Kaoru’s tongue before pushing back in. It was way too hot of a gesture. Kaoru was going to die here, and he would die happy.

Once Kojiro was fully seated inside Kaoru’s mouth, he ground deeply for a few moments, making Kaoru feel a gag coming up, but then he suddenly pulled out and thrust back in, quickly building up a harsh pace. Kaoru’s eyes started to blur with tears as his throat was mercilessly abused. Looking up at his husband, he could see Kojiro was thoroughly enjoying the feeling of Kaoru’s mouth, his head lolled back as he used Kaoru for his own pleasure.

Kaoru felt around the bed for the vibrator that had been discarded earlier that night, finding it after a minute of searching. He turned it on and brought it up to press on Kojiro’s balls, stimulating them as his mouth was fucked hard. He could feel spit leaking from his lips and down his chin. He felt messy. And he was about to get even messier.

Kojiro moaned loudly when the vibrations were pressed to his balls. He had always enjoyed it when Kaoru would play with them, and tonight was no exception.

“Fuck fuck, Kaoru, fuck, I’m gonna cum,” He said as he gripped Kaoru’s hair tightly. Kaoru moaned, grabbing his hip with his free hand and pulling up as close as possible, telling him to cum down his throat. Kojiro buried himself inside of Kaoru’s mouth, pausing his thrusts and cumming hard. His whole body shook as he shot hot ropes of cum into Kaoru’s mouth. “Holy shit, Princess.” He whined as Kaoru continued to suck every last drop out of his husband’s dick. He turned off the vibrator and moved it away before slumping down on the headboard.

Kojiro was bracing himself on the wall behind the bed, catching his breath as he recovered from his orgasm. He seemed to be sated finally. He must not have ingested as much of the potion as Kaoru had.

With the clarity of post-sex hitting him, he realized how utterly idiotic he was to test the potion on himself. You live and you learn. He was surprised it didn’t last longer, but when he looked at the alarm clock next to the bed, it showed that it was already past 12 am.

Kaoru batted at Kojiro’s leg after he tried to speak but realized he needed something to soothe his throat. Once he got Kojiro’s attention, he pointed to his throat and glared.

“Oh, water, right!” He said and stood up from the bed before pausing. “Want to come with me?” Kaoru shook his head; he didn’t want to get up, and he felt fine enough to be on his own. “Alright, I’ll be right back.”

When he was gone, Kaoru looked over at the vial of the potion that was still sitting on the bedside table. It was nearly gone at this point. Kaoru picked it up and examined how the substance had changed over the course of a few hours. It was much thicker than when Kaoru had made it, how curious that was. Maybe he added too much honey. But other than that, there was nothing else different; it still smelled the same, looked the same, and Kaoru didn’t want to taste it to make sure it tasted the same, so he was left with only the other two factors.

Kojiro returned after a few minutes, holding two bottles of water and some Tylenol. He handed one of the bottles and the medicine to Kaoru, who gladly swallowed it down in big gulps. Once he felt like he was mostly human again, he cleared his throat.

“What time did you get home?” He asked in a whisper, seeing as that was how loud he could make his voice and have it not hurt.

“Uhhh, around 11:30 I think?” Kojiro sat down next to his husband, running a hand through his hair and taking a sip of his water. “You were already having fun without me by the time I got here, so I didn’t really think to check the time,” He joked with a laugh.

“How long did you watch me?” Kaoru asked out of genuine curiosity. He was trying to fit together how long he had been working on the potion with how long they had been fucking to figure out how long the potion lasted, but he didn’t remember the times that he had taken the potions and if the combined potions made them last longer or if they had no effect on that.

“I got here before you started using your vibrator, but after you had begun masturbating, if that helps,” He explained, and Kaoru thought for a moment before he realized that Kojiro had been watching him for nearly the whole time he had been getting off. He turned to look at the man, who had the gall to look sheepish and guilty.

“Perverted Gorilla,” Kaoru said as he sipped his water.

“You’re the one who made an aphrodisiac! This is your fault!” Kojiro retorted.

“You’re the one who complained about me not being able to keep up in bed, so if anything, it’s your fault!” Kaoru reminded him. They could go on like this for hours, but it was clear that they were both tired, so Kojiro didn’t rise to the bait of an argument.

“You took that seriously? Baby, I was joking about that,” Kojiro said, grabbing Kaoru’s hand and running his thumb over his knuckles. Kaoru flushed and looked away from his husband.

“I guess I was a bit fixated on the comment,” He mumbled. He wasn’t self-conscious, per se, but he did want to perform well in bed, especially for his husband, who had spent the better half of his time across the world whoring himself out.

“Kaoru, you are something else.” Kojiro chuckled, bringing his hand up to place a kiss on his knuckles affectionately.

“You married me,”

“That I did, and I would do it over and over again if I could.” Kojiro was always so sappy after sex. Kaoru had to offset it with sourness or else they would get diabetes.

“We could get a divorce if that's what you really want,” He joked, raising his eyebrow and trying his best not to laugh at the serious expression that crossed Kojiro’s face. “Kidding,”

The look of relief that settled onto Kojiro’s features was nothing if not entertaining. Kaoru couldn’t resist teasing his husband.

“Maybe sometime we could get our vows renewed if you want to,” Kaoru reassured him, tugging him into a loose embrace. Kojiro wrapped his arms around Kaoru’s midsection and buried his face into Kaoru’s chest, pressing light kisses there before he mumbled against Kaoru’s skin.

“That sounds wonderful, Princess.”

“We can talk more about that after you’ve cleaned both of us and this mess,” Kaoru says while petting Kojiro’s hair, knowing that his husband enjoys it.

“Why do I have to clean you up?”

“'Cause you’re the reason I’m a mess, and you have more strength than I do. We can go to bed after,” Kaoru explained.

“Fine, but we’re sharing a bath tonight,” Kojiro said as he pulled back from Kaoru’s embrace and moved to pick the other man up.

“Deal.”