Playground Love [Explicit]

The bar was dark and intimate with soft lounge music playing in the background.

Nursing his drink, Shinobu looked sideways to admire his date. Ren had really outdone himself today or maybe it was the bar's lighting which seemed to make him look even more beautiful and his hazel eyes warmer.

He had an early day from work and Ren happened to be in the area. An impromptu date with drinks was in order.

"This place is not bad, huh?" Ren commented, looking around.

"Yeah, how did you know about it?" Shinobu asked.

Ren shrugged. "My editor told me. Apparently quite new and popular."

The bar was indeed filling up.

Ren leaned forward towards him and whispered, "You look so good in a suit."

"Are you coming onto me?" Shinobu murmured. This was a game they played and enjoyed. No touching in public so the challenge was to see who could last. So far, the score leaned slightly in his favour.

He wasn't confident about winning tonight.

"Maybe," Ren smiled mischievously.

"I think," Shinobu decided. "You need another drink."

He motioned for the bartender to get another martini for his partner. Ren knew precisely what he was getting up to and did not particularly care. It was the start of the weekend tomorrow and drunken sex sounded incredibly appealing at the moment.

"Getting me drunk so that you can have your way with me?" he suggested.

Shinobu smirked. "I have my way with you, regardless."

Ren laughed and raised his new glass. A sound of glasses clinking and they both took a healthy swallow of their respective cocktails. Their watches showed that it was barely ten at night. Shinobu thought they would be doing well if they could last another hour before heading home.

Then, there was of course, surviving the cab ride back to their apartment.

"Sir, this is for you," the bartender placed a glass in front of Shinobu. Ren raised an eyebrow.

"From?" Shinobu asked coolly.

"The lady at the end of the bar."

They both followed the bartender's gesture and saw a stunning woman sitting at the bar with a couple of her friends. They giggled and the particular woman smiled coyly when their eyes met.

Ren looked torn between possessiveness and mirth.

Shinobu repressed a sigh and spoke to the bartender, "You can return the drink. And a drink for each of them on me. You should know what they like."

The bartender nodded with approval and appreciation. "Thank you, sir."

"Very well done," Ren's mirth finally won over. He asked the bartender. "Another round for us, thanks."

Shinobu's lips quirked. "Impatient."

The woman realised her rejection and then stood up abruptly, storming off. Her two friends looked at them apologetically before scurrying after her.

"Wow, she looks pissed," Ren commented, surprised at the reaction. Shinobu shrugged.

"They didn't want the drinks you ordered, sir. Shall I cancel them?"

"What were you going to make?" Ren was curious.

"The margarita, aviation and French 75."

"We'll have them," Shinobu decided, keeping his eyes locked on Ren. "And that additional round as well."

Ren saw the challenge in those cool grey eyes.

He smiled. "You're on."

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In the end, Ren called for the cheque. "Now, please."

Shinobu stood up and placed some cash on the silver plate. "Keep the change."

They exited the bar gracefully enough, made it to the cab without even touching. Once inside, Shinobu pulled Ren over and kissed him roughly.

The cab driver glanced briefly in the rear-view mirror but otherwise kept a straight face.

"Where do you wanna do it?" Ren asked breathlessly. The taste of alcohol mingling with their tongues.

"Floor, or couch."

"Oh, yes," Ren's eyes gleamed.

They somehow managed to survive the journey without any incident. Probably just to save the poor cab driver's mind. Just glances and a hot promise of what was to come.

Being in the elevator was the first sign of cracking as Ren stood close next to him leaning onto his shoulder. Shinobu summoned all his willpower not to fuck him then and there.

The moment the door of their apartment closed behind them, it exploded.

"Shin!" Ren cried out as Shinobu slammed him against the wall and nipped his neck.

Hands tore at clothes, leaving pieces strewing across the floor.

"Are you drunk?" Ren asked and mewled as Shinobu pinned him onto the couch and took his cock into his hands.

"No, alcohol's in my system though. You?" Shinobu grunted when he felt Ren's hands unbuttoning his trousers and pulling his underwear down.

"Tipsy. More than," Ren muttered. "God, you shouldn't be allowed to wear a suit. Makes me wanna fuck."

"Definitely tipsy," Shinobu chuckled.

Ren grinned. "Makes me wanna suck you too."

Shinobu accommodated and hissed when Ren lowered his head down. He watched as Ren took him deep and sucked the hell out of him and felt his breath hitched, the muscles in his stomach clenched.

He pulled Ren up when he knew he was at his limit. "Enough."

"No good?" Ren murmured and leaned in for a kiss, arms encircling him.

"Too good. Keep going and I'll come in your mouth," Shinobu warned and lifted his lover up until Ren straddled his hips.

"It's not the first time," Ren moaned as he felt himself sitting on Shinobu's hardened member. "I don't mind."

"Maybe later," Shinobu considered. "Right now, I want to you to ride me."

Ren didn't even bother to prep himself as he climbed on top of Shinobu. He let out a scream.

"Ah!"

A mix of pleasure and pain jolted them.

"So deep," Ren breathed. "I can feel all of you…"

Shinobu kissed him fiercely, hand on his member and ordered, "Move. Now."

Ren was only happy to comply and then it was a matter of the pounding, the tightness and the intense feeling of pleasure encompassing them.

It wasn't long before Ren found his release and spurted across Shinobu's stomach. He buckled onto Shinobu as the other man came inside him, hard, and he could feel the familiar warm liquid filling his insides.

They were both breathing hard and kissed again, more sensuous and softer this time. A lover's kiss after sex.

"I want you on top later," Ren murmured, leaning against Shinobu. He hadn't moved and could still feel the man inside him.

There was something very basic, erotic and intimate about being together like that - sweaty, touching, the rush in the blood still ebbing away.

Shinobu smirked. "You're on."