#also notice how kohga was suddenly so nice when he realized sooga was sweaty

[needs-to-stop-looking-at-yigas]

OK IM NOT INTO ARMPIT STUFF PERSONALLY BUT THAT JUST MAKES SO MUCH SENSE FOR KOHGA???? SO COULD WE PERHAPS SEE SOME OF THAT???

You ABSOLUTELY can!(because it's lowkey what im into-)

"Sooga! Get in here!"

Sooga pardoned himself from his team. He had been training with them all day, and in the absolute scorcher they had today, Sooga wasn’t exactly...clean. But shower later. Sooga made his way into the room, in time to see a rather cranky looking Kohga. 

"Yes, Master Kohga?"

"Help me get that damn book up there! Forgot my ladder in the dining hall."

"Can't you float?"

"Can't you fetch? Go!"

Temper temper today. Sooga looked at where he was pointing, and reached up to get it. He brought it back down, handing it to Kohga.

"Pleased?"

"'Pleased'? You got my book, don't pat yourself on the back you idiot-is that. Is that smell YOU?"

Sooga winced, giving a nod of his head. Clearly his Master was displeased with his lack of hygiene. 

"Yes, apologies. Been training all day today. If I have your permission, I will go bathe."

Kohga reacted so...strangely. He looked at him up and down, before putting the book down.

"Oh Sooga! Here I am, being all mean to you, you poor thing. Take your clothes off, lay down for me, you clearly had a long, awful day."

That's...odd. Kohga was suddenly sweet as sugar. He wanted to ask if he was alright, when he sensed a sort of...urgency in his Master. So he promptly obeyed, taking off his foul clothes, putting them aside, and laying in bed. Kohga hopped right on top of the bed, hand carefully massaging his side. Sooga chuckled, despite the confusion. 

"Thank you for the sudden...care, I suppose."

"You make it sound like I don't care about you, Sooga! Big body like yours...needs taking care of. Your arms are sore, right?"

"Not really? I'm fine-"

"Don't be all Mr. Brave on me, of course you're aching! Hands behind your head, relax for me."

Oddly insistent. He obeyed however, and he felt soothed by Kohga’s hands wandering up and down not only his side, but his muscular arms.

"I appreciate it, Master Kohga. You're too kind."

"Mhmm...course, course. You REALLY smell, honestly."

"I could go bathe first-"

"Shhhh. I'm...taking care of you. Yeah."

Kohga's hands wandered further still, and Sooga was practically soothed to sleep. Until he felt something. He turned to see Kohga's face right in his armpit, practically smothering himself in him. 

"Master Kohga? Are you…?"

"God shut up Sooga, let me have this you big, stinking man."

Sooga thought it was odd enough. Then he noticed Kohga was exposed. He was...touching himself. Rather eagerly, too.

"Master Kohga? You...like this?"

"So fucking much, honestly ~....you smell like a whole heap of man, and GOD I love that."

Kohga was shoving himself deeper into his arm. Sooga had no idea that this was a thing, but he DID know two things; he personally wasn't into this, but Master Kohga LOVED it. So, who was he to be so rude? Sooga tried not to snort at how absurd this was, before he regained his composure. 

"I'm surprised, honestly. Especially given that I'm a bit behind in terms of shaving."

That DEFINITELY did something. Kohga was pumping his cock quickly, muttering such pervy, lewd things against his skin. Kohga’s hot breath was against his armpit, and inevitably, his tongue. Master Kogha was sitting here, touching himself, and lickibg the sweat right off his armpit.

"Fuck fuck FUCK Sooga."

Poor Kohga. He was so needy, so eager and thirsty for him. Kissing, licking, slurping against his (somewhat) hairy, stinking underarms.

"Would it uh, help if I shoved your head into it?"

Kohga’s face finally peered up at him, and Sooga was almost stunned. His mouth was full of drool, his breathing turned quick, impatient.

"God YES."

Sooga didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed the back of his head, and not only did he shove his nose in it, he clamped his arm around his head, keeping him from escaping. Kohga moaned loudly, thrashed wildly, pumped his cock so furiously; it was fascinating to see. Especially when he came. Sooga felt him nearly scream into his armpit as ribbons of cum stained the sheets below. Sooga waited till Kohga calmed down, before pulling his arm away, slowly. Kohga’s tongue was hanging out, and Sooga’s armpit was doused in drool. Sooga looked at him, still not putting his arm down.

"My, not so angry anymore, are we?"

"Shut...up...h-holy shit, Sooga."

"Suppose this kink is the...pits."

"...god let me do it again, you fucking BEAST."

Kohga was a weird, weird man. One that Sooga very, very much loved.