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Oliva Biscuit x male reader and his name is Nitsu

Secret Santa gift fic for @unstuckmusturd

Sorry if some things don't add up very well also because it's too late!

Tw: infidelity, ambiguous thoughts, anal sex, blowbjob and spelling errors

"Get away from me!" You've deceived me, I don't know why I believed you.

"Listen to me, Nitsu, I was an idiot not to tell you anything, but I can make it clear..."

"Clarify what!?" That I'm the other? This was all a lie, you just called me so you can fix your problems with your girlfriend! "

"Maybe if you calm down..." Oliva tries to reassure him by grabbing him by the shoulder.

"Let go of me, dammit! You only brought misfortune into my life Nitsu" couldn't take it anymore and slapped him, Oliva didn't answer, he just bowed his head...

No one had imagined seeing Oliva's psychologist next to him having an argument... Who would have thought that the two of them would form an unbreakable bond?... We'd better start from the beginning.

And there he was, Oliva Biscuit, dressed as elegantly as possible and holding in his hands a pretty bouquet of roses, like the good groom who had been waiting three minutes before outside the room of his lovely bride. "Ah, Maria, my beautiful Maria, she is the only one in my heart, so lovely, she is just what I always dreamed of. Damn, I'm the luckiest man on earth—no! What do I say, of the universe" those and more cloying thoughts were running through his mind during the short time he had planted.

"What the fuck are you doing standing out there and why don't you just get in!?" "Maria didn't have that much patience for this kind of thing, even though it had been more than 7 years. "Tks, you're always late, damn..."

As always, Oliva received his daily dose of insults as it was already typical of what he had become accustomed to.

"Relax, Oliva, you know how she is, you have to be empathetic and not get angry like she does, understand what Maria is going through, it's not easy..."

"Are you done yet?" It was the only thing he could say, anything offensive or not; it would be used against him.

Maria just looked at him, she didn't say anything. Tears began to flow from those eyes that Oliva loved to see. He just came up to her and said, "My beloved, you'll never change, I love the way you are, maybe you won't be affectionate with me, but, I only have eyes for you, oh..." My dear Mary, stop crying. Scope! I brought you a bouquet of roses-

"Ahggg! Don't you understand me, I'm tired of this monotony, always lying around, not doing a single thing, just occupying a miserable place here... Also, you give me this bouquet of roses every day! Can't you see that I'm tired of this?, I want to change the rhythm of my life... I just want to... She was so melancholy that she didn't even feel like talking to him anymore, but Oliva noticed his beloved's feelings and quickly imprisoned her in his chest, hugging her lovingly.

Amazingly, Mary had stopped crying and had received the hug in a good way.

"I love you..."

Those were the only words that came out of the blonde. Biscuit's cheeks turned a crimson red.

"Have I told you that you make me the luckiest man?"

The woman ignored his question to hug him more intensely.

"Listen, Oliva, I really love your company, but would you like to leave me alone for a few moments?"

"Okay, don't worry, my dear, I'll wait as long as necessary for you." Without further ado, Oliva left the room.

"Hmm... What are you thinking? Does it have a surprise for me? Is he planning something pretty? Or is he just on his days? No, I say, he must have something beautiful to say to me, but is that a big deal, so that he should be made to leave his room? Pfff, of course it is, in our relationship everything is important..., but what do you want to tell me? If it was a good thing I'd say it... It doesn't matter what I'm thinking, our love is more important than that, I love her, hash, she's the most perfect woman I could have ever seen."

"Mr. Unchained, what's wrong with you?" Today it was a bit weird, it's going around in circles. "A high-ranking police officer noticed that Oliva was very different from any normal day.

"Mmmh, nothing happened, you can retire..."

"Are you sure?"

"You know what? I've been feeling weird lately, I don't know why. Not only me, but Maria, lately our conversations are more banal, she is more different than before...

"I think that must be."

"What if it's my fault?" Jesus, I don't know what I would do if all this estrangement from her to me is my fault, Mary doesn't deserve me, she inspires admiration...

"You're right! But if you'd let me talk-"

"I think I know what to do..." I know it sounds stupid, but I think I need a psychologist... Oliva began to whisper things that were incomprehensible to the policeman, until he grabbed the policeman's shoulder with a smile and said in an authoritarian way: "Stop looking at me like that!" I need you to call a psychologist now!

"Yes, sir! " The policeman immediately left the room. Oliva was thinking about the action he had just done. Did he just send someone to call a psychologist? A psychologist?! For the devil's sake, why did he do that? Oliva has never liked to express his feelings that have nothing to do with Maria, he has always been a "reserved" man in that aspect, since from a very young age he had been taught that a man should not open up and less talk about how he feels, he should be the pillar of the house (in this case Maria) and show that as a pillar, He is able to protect and manifest trust in all his loved ones.

A few days after Maria had given herself some time to herself, she did not want Oliva to enter her room every day, so she strongly requested that he leave or spend less time with her. Oliva had claimed to himself that this estrangement between them was his fault, so, unfortunately, he urgently needed the arrival of that psychologist to fix himself.

When the policeman confirmed the arrival of the psychologist in a few hours, Oliva was impatient.

Hours later, Oliva had received the news that the psychologist was already inside the prison. This would be the first and only time he would go to a psychologist, he was so anxious for it to be over!

Knock knock. Oliva knocked on the door, he heard he could come in, opened the door politely and sat down quickly.

"Mmh, well, let's get this over with quickly, please."

"Hey! We haven't even started and you want to leave... First tell me your name "

"My name is Oliva Biscuit, I'm a 37-year-old adult, I'm Cuban, but all my life I've been in the United States and well, I think that's all I have to say... "

"Nice to meet you, Oliva. Let me introduce myself, my name is Nitsu, I'm 32 years old, I'm Japanese and from this moment on I'll be your psychologist. Well, tell me, why did you decide to call a psychologist?"

"I don't even know why I did it. With that said, Oliva took a cigarette out of his pocket to light it. "

"You must know, for some reason you did."

"Could we move on to the question?"

"Well, if you wish..." Nitsu and Oliva were like that for a long time, at least Oliva now answered the questions, but only in monosyllables, so Nitsu asked him the first question again.

"Well, Oliva, in the end you didn't answer the first question... Why did you decide to call a psychologist?" With all the answers you've made, I've come to deduce that you didn't want this session.

"No "

"So?" Did you force yourself to come? Oliva didn't answer anything, he just kept his head down.

"Why did you do it?" Is there anything that makes you uncomfortable? If you want, you can tell me who or what it is.

"I-" Oliva was going to answer, but he was dry, he didn't want to mention Maria, she wasn't his problem, it was him. Why mention her when she has nothing to do with his banalities and stupidities that he thinks?

Nitsu got up from his seat, approached Oliva to grab his shoulder and say: "I know it's hard to open up to people you don't know, it was for me too, let me help you, my purpose is not to change you, but for you to reflect for yourself and better of that." You know, I'm amazed how it is that a very polite man is in this prison, although hey, you live better than me, I was better prepared as a bodybuilder than to spend 5 years cracking my skull!

"Well, then, to be a real man, you have to be polite, it doesn't matter if you are strong, weak, rich or poor, manners make a man and even more so if it is a question of being with a lady. — Nitsu had an idea, at the time Oliva spoke about that topic of chivalry, his features had completely changed, now he was no longer anxious to finish speaking, but he was too euphoric, so Nitsu decided that from now on they would talk about that, chivalry and the ideology that Oliva had regarding that.

"Tell me, Oliva, what do you think about chivalry?"

"Ha! It's good for you to ask me, this is a serious topic... Well, as I told you, manners make a real man, the truth is that a real man knows how to deal with ladies, but unfortunately I don't know how to do that...

"Why do you say that?"

"Can we pass the question?"

Nitsu knew that this was an urgent issue to be addressed, but more important were Oliva's feelings, so he stopped asking and continued with the conversation.

After finishing the session Nitsu recommended that they now have 2 sessions for 2 months, which Oliva did not like very much, but what he did love was that he was able to talk a little about his chivalry. Every day the other prisoners and policemen only praised him for the strong muscles he showed and the fear he imposed, now you could say he got a new friend.

The sessions between Nitsu and Oliva were becoming more entertaining for Biscuit, it seemed that every day he was opening up more, although there was something missing, only that Nitsu still couldn't find... Until now.

"Oliva you are so amazing, I love your way of thinking!" I never thought that a patient can also help their psychologist, well unfortunately this will be our last session I hope you were able to find yourself, it was a pleasure of mine to be your psychologist, I never met a man as elegant as you.

"It was also a pleasure and thank you very much for the compliment. The two shook hands like friends

"You know? You are someone to be admired... I don't know how you do it, I've never been able to be like you

"Why do you say that?"

"It's a very long anecdote..." Exhalo "It all started when I was little, I was like a... five or seven years old? I don't remember very well. My father had thoughts just like you, only he was too extreme. Since there were only two men in my family, my father told me that as a man, I didn't have to show my feelings, because that makes me weaker, I broke my bones trying not to cry, because according to my father that made me more "effeminate", every time I was growing up, I always kept everything to myself, and that was what affected me as a person...

"Why?"

"It was because of the pressure to comply with certain gender roles or stereotypes, which have a significant impact on mental and emotional health. It took me a long time to get out of that thought, but when I fully understood it, it was that strength is not in repressing emotions, but in acknowledging and addressing them in a healthy way".. These words touched Oliva's heart. Nitsu was right. All these years, he has been repressing his true self, so much so as to warp it into someone so strong with a stone shell.

"Do you know anything, Nitsu?" Now that I think about it, you and I are not as different as I used to think, we both live in a macho environment, where we were not allowed to be ourselves, I have always avoided being vulnerable to someone and even more so if it is a woman... Because, tell me, who in this world would love a weeping man? The truth is-

Oliva didn't finish speaking as Nitsu hugged him so tightly, he was so warm and comfortable that there were no words to express it... It was as beautiful as that feeling of feeling at home

The dark-haired man felt something inside him, something that, never experienced before, is akin to tranquility

Maybe it's...

Peace.

From that day on everything changed, Oliva went to visit him more often and vice versa with Nitsu, they were more than friends, maybe like brothers? I don't know, nor did they know this feeling, they just knew that they longed for each other more now.

Sessions became meetings, meetings became outings, and outings became appointments.

They had planned to meet one day outside the jail and Biscuit's luxurious home.

Maria noticed Oliva was very excited. Why? What bug bit you?

"Why are you so happy, huh?" Not that it was your birthday or mine...

"This is because of a thank you, Maria, for some reason I feel freer..."

"That's good, Oliva, I'm so glad for you that you're feeling excellent..." But tell me, where will you go?

"Oh! just to go with a friend to a restaurant, no need to worry! "

"I don't worry about you, I know you'll come in one piece and if you don't, obviously your pride as a man will crumble"

Oliva remained crestfallen at the latter. For some time I didn't feel the same way about Mary, but I still saw her as someone to be admired, she was like a sister.

After Oliva got out of jail, he made his way to a bar, where Nitsu was eagerly waiting for him, it would be the first time the two of them would drink together and better get out of jail! Maybe it's a respite for Oliva, that's what Nitsu thought when he invited him

"Hello, Oliva..." Nitsu looked at the brunette full length, he looked so good in that suit "He looks so cute like that dressed, I wish he would wear that kind of clothes more often."

"Hello, Nitsu. They both shook hands, but something Nitsu didn't notice was the fact that Oliva kept looking at his lips.

"Well, it's time to get in. Nitsu opened the door for Oliva, as if she were his lady.

The bar they had entered was a little different from the others, it was like the ones in Las Vegas, instead of waiters, there were women in "suggestive" clothes and it had a great slot machine. You could tell that the bar also had a place for couples to have fun. Neither of the two men gave importance to this, they had only planned this friendly date to chat and have fun with friends, right?

"May I take your order, gentlemen?" A beautiful young lady had approached them, she was dressed in a seductive manner. She saw Nitsu, he seemed more attractive to her than Oliva, so she stroked his hand.

"I want a free Cuba and my partner wants sake. Oliva intervened the lady's touch so that Nitsu wouldn't forget who she was going with.

"Mmmh, okay, if you need anything else just give me a call." "The young lady had been intimidated by Oliva's appearance, so she just withdrew. This situation seemed somewhat curious to Nitsu.

"Oliva, how did you know I prefer sake?" I've never told you.

"It's easy, you're Japanese, you don't have that much resistance to alcohol, plus I know you like rice cake, I've seen you eat it many times and sake has rice too.

"Good argument. "

The meeting went on normally, the lady had poured them their drinks, she still looked at Nitsu as if she wanted to eat it with her eyes, he knew about this, but he ignored any compliments.

Later, it was almost midnight, and people were arriving. It was announced that there would be a table dance show, this announcement took the conversation off the two men's mind.

"You look like you want to see those girls dance you..." Nitsu joked, however, Oliva only blushed.

"No- no! I didn't come to see those girls..." Oliva turned his face away so that Nitsu wouldn't notice the blush he was making. "I only came for you. "

Oliva's heart was pounding. Why did he feel this? Why did he do it? What was it about Nitsu in particular? "Damn, Nitsu, if you only knew how I feel now" those were the only words that crossed his mind at that moment. Fuck, seeing Nitsu flushed like that from sake and with his shirt a little uncovered made him look so handsome. How come he never noticed such a stud in front of him? Why do you think that? At this very moment, he imagined Nitsu lunging at the table to kiss him possessively. Something worse appeared at this instant... a BIG little problem that I had to solve, now.

"Ahem, Nitsu, forgive me, but I need to go to the bathroom for a moment, I think the drink hurt me."

"Don't worry Oliva, I'll be waiting for you," Nitsu said and then caressed her cheek.

Oliva quickly abandoned Nitsu to end his suffering once and for all. The moment he entered the bathroom, he locked himself in and decided to pull down his pants to see the problem they had caused him... This would have been better if the person who caused the problem fixed it.

Oliva started by pulling down his boxers, his member was throbbing like never before, he wasn't a fan of jerking off, but he was too desperate.

At first he started going slow, I imagine Nitsu sucking his cock slowly, up and down. God, he made it feel so good. Would Nitsu like slow or fast? It doesn't matter now, it was better to fantasize about it.

Elsewhere, Nitsu sat waiting for Oliva eagerly. Why will it take so long? Is he fucking a girl he met? That made Nitsu insecure, he was afraid that he would be left standing up for a woman. "Maybe a woman satisfies him better sexually or romantically than I do... Wait, why am I thinking about that?" Nitsu blushed, she had never imagined him and a man together, but, Oliva, he changes everything.

"What's a handsome man like you doing, alone?" Did they leave you standing, my love? The young lady who had had her eye on him had now approached him.

"Ah?" No, not at all, I'm just waiting for a friend...

"Well, I don't think that little friend of yours will come, maybe he already has his girl riding him, mmhh, you need one too, don't you think?"

"Excuse me!? Please, I ask you to stay away from me

"Is it a shame that a good man like you can't get someone to fuck tonight?" You know what? You better come with me and take that little face off, be serious.

The girl grabbed his hand and ran him to a giant inflatable bed, which was not in a room, but a place for the public to enjoy.

Oliva began to let his fantasies run wild as he moved his hips, he imagined Nitsu licking the entire length of his member, until he reached his heavy balls, where he would begin to play with them. Oliva began to go faster, so much so that he stopped standing and sat down on the toilet lid. She began to imagine Nitsu with his shirt unbuttoned, his cock throbbing as he rode his beloved Oliva.

Oliva pushed like a madman, biting his lip to silence his moans and moans. He didn't want to be caught doing something so explicit... Although, well, it was a bar, here everyone could at this time.

He tried to imagine Nitsu as a woman. Would he still be with Oliva? God, just imagining Nitsu riding him as her tits moved, that turned him on more... However, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, he was always going to fantasize about it

"N-Nitsu! He came with a choked cry and a soft moan. His toes curled as his seed sprouted. He never so hard in his life... "

Sweat trickled down his forehead as he tried to catch his breath. Some of his cum was dripping down to the floor... God, he was going to clean up all his mess.

The moment he finished cleaning, he washed his face and also his hands, it was time to go out renewed in search of his beloved.

What Oliva didn't expect was the fact that, at the time of leaving, Nitsu was no longer there, he quickly intuited that the girl had taken him. The best thing to do was to investigate.

The surprise was to see that Nitsu was lying on a large giant inflatable bed, where there were many people surrounding the bed, Oliva decided to enter all that crowd, at the moment visualize better, the girl from before was making very suggestive movements to Nitsu, the girl was rubbing her buttocks along with Nitsu's crotch, that upon noticing, Nitsu was hard. How dare that one?! A random woman was seducing what is hers. Oliva noticed that Nitsu looked away, he couldn't get out of that place because he was tied to the bed. People were screaming for him to fuck him, while others were asking to be in Nitsu's place.

What generated another big problem in Oliva is that he finally realized that Nitsu was with his shirt unbuttoned, his abdomen was marked. God, Oliva wanted to bite him, Nitsu's hair was messy, and she was blushing because of the sake.

"Let go, he's not yours!" The girl's dancing stopped and the onlookers turned their gaze to Oliva, maybe Biscuit had a big problem underneath him, but rescuing Nitsu was his priority.

"Ahh, you're his little friend, huh?" Well, you'll see that we're a little busy now... But maybe you'll join us for a threesome. With that said, the girl glanced at Nitsu out of the corner of her eye and then looked at Oliva. "My dream was always for two stallions to break two of them.

"Well, this isn't your day. Oliva pushed the girl away and untied Nitsu from the bed

"But why do they do this?" The girl looked at Nitsu confused.

"My dear, what you don't understand, is that this man is not going to give himself to you, because he is gay and I am his boyfriend" Those words left the girl stunned. For some reason Nitsu liked that...

Oliva quickly grabbed Nitsu's hand to make them run. Neither of them had realized that they were heading to one of these private rooms.

" Oliva, thank you very much... "

"Don't talk to me now, do you?" Oliva wanted to forget what he had said, he was very embarrassed, it was inevitable to cover his blush, something that Nitsu had already noticed.

"I... Olive: What did you say at the time?... why?

"Ahh, I don't know, I just said it to leave you alone. This meeting is about us, not her.

"You... jealous?

"Isn't that obvious?"

The moment had become uncomfortable for Oliva, he didn't know what to do, he wanted to run away at that moment, but what he didn't expect was the following:

"Oliva, I don't know what to say, these feelings are so inexplicable..." Nitsu didn't finish speaking, because Oliva interrupted him

"Please don't say anything, this is all unexpected, look, we have to forget this. Oliva was so nervous that he started playing with his hands, as if he were a high school girl declaring to the boy she likes.

"It's not that, Oliva, it's just that, the feeling now, is..."

"It sucks... "

Oliva didn't finish speaking, as Nitsu kissed him, in a sweet way, as if he were saying "Idiot, I love you." The dark-haired man reciprocated the kiss, this act of love was going with more intensity, to the point of reaching the passion, so much so that the oxygen in both of them was going out. Oliva's heart was beating a thousand times an hour, when Nitsu stuck his tongue in it and Biscuit too, at that moment, the Japanese was already exhausted from lack of air, so he made a small moan, which had made Oliva hard, Nitsu felt it, he slowly lowered his hand to the brunette's crotch. She began to caress him and Oliva left the kiss to moan.

"Nitsu, enough is enough, or I won't be able to contain myself.

"Who said you should hold back?" — With that said, Nitsu bent down to where the opponent's crotch was, he began to unbutton Oliva's pants, she found his boxer shorts with a large erection that was begging for attention.

Oliva felt so shy that he covered his face with one hand, while the other stroked Nitsu's silky hair.

Nitsu massaged the still covered erection, he had always wondered... Is it true that chocolate men had a bigger one? He doesn't know yet, but he's trying to find out.

Nitsu began by pulling down Oliva's boxer shorts in seductive fashion. First, he grabbed the boxer shorts with his teeth, then he looked at Oliva, these two exchanged glances, which made Oliva more nervous, then Nitsu under the boxer shorts with his teeth and hands. Now Oliva was exposed.

"Olive... You're so beautiful, your cock is so beautiful..." Nitsu began to caress him breathlessly. and your balls are so heavy..." Nitsu squeezed Oliva's balls and then said, "I want you to give me everything of you and your cock..." Have you ever received a blowjob?

Oliva quickly shook his head.

"Well, now you're going to touch paradise itself. "

Nitsu was surprised to see Oliva's big hard member. God wanted so badly to suck him dry and him bathed in his seed. The first thing Nitsu did was unbutton his pants and pull down his boxer shorts to make the with one hand, while with the other he sucked Oliva.

First, Nitsu began to play with Oliva's cock in his hand and brush his balls against him. Oliva bit his lip so as not to let out any moaning, which Nitsu did not like, he wanted to hear the moans and gasps of his beloved, so he squeezed his wingspan tighter. Oliva understood what Nitsu wanted to do... Nitsu wanted to give Oliva an unforgettable night.

After some time he massaged Oliva with his hand. Nitsu got bored, so he lowered his hand and pulled the veiny, upright cock into his mouth.

"God, Nitsu... "

Nitsu began licking his glans, Oliva wanted to enjoy him more, so he began to move his hips to fake penetrations, so much so that at the second penetration Nitsu choked on the thick cock. This caused Nitsu to subconsciously cry. Oliva noticed this, so he was alarmed.

"Are you okay?" Tell me if something happens to stop... Mmhh" Oliva's words were cut short as Nitsu shoved a large portion of his penis into his mouth and began sucking it in a delicious way for the brunette, causing Oliva to move his hips as if he was asking for more.

Nitsu shoved it all the way in, sucking and biting it with such euphoria as Oliva moved more and more. A few minutes had passed and Nitsu had an idea, first, he took the big and erect cock out of his mouth, Oliva had felt empty at the moment he stopped feeling Nitsu's lips.

"Maybe I'm not a woman, but I want to satisfy you with my whole body..." With that said, Nitsu took off his shirt, exposing his tiddies. Nitsu brought his pecs closer to the cock, so much so that they brushed, at that precise moment Nitsu was moving up and down, causing the cock to move as well. As Nitsu's tiddies were not as big as a woman's, with one hand he covered the cock making it tighter, his movements began to become more erratic and every time the member got closer to him, Nitsu eagerly licked the glans.

"I think I'm going to—"

"Me too... That said, Oliva was the first to empty all the thick cum he had, this cum fell between Nitsu's tiddies and all over his face. While Nitsu emptied, staining Oliva's sagging pants.

Both were exhausted, Oliva fell to the ground, while Nitsu fell on top of him. They wanted to spend a night of passion, but they also wanted to make love to each other cloyingly. In the end, they both fell asleep for all the wild night they had.

The next morning, Nitsu was the first to wake up, he realized that they were both in bed and not on the floor.

"Good morning... "

"Oliva, Why are we in bed?"

"Oh, I carried you, you looked so tired. "

"I understand..."

"Nitsu, I feel like we have to forget this, I don't want our relationship to change forever..." I do love you, but I don't want you to be prejudiced against me.

"Don't say that, Oliva, I'm feeling feelings for you too, I love you and I know I will until the end of my days." Oliva hadn't resisted kissing him tenderly.

"I love you, Nitsu, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you..." You are so perfect for me and as I am for you... Please be mine... I've wanted to tell you this for a long time: Can we be a couple? "

"Yes, please!"

After that day, both men started dating in secret, neither of them didn't want to be judged just for the fact of being in a gay relationship.

Oliva gave him a steady job in prison as a psychologist and gave him a small room to live in. Now the two of them saw each other more often, Oliva booked many appointments for the psychologist, most of the time it was to talk about his day, but a few other times, they were to have sex, Oliva loved to fuck him with his psychologist coat, that made him look sexier. On the other hand, those numerous visits made some people think that he had problems with Maria or maybe he was tired of being the strongest, well, who knows?

The things on Oliva's part, is that now he was at a rock and a hard place, he loved his boyfriend, but he was also in a multi-year relationship with a strong woman, he didn't know how to tell Maria, he didn't want her to be sad, so he stopped spending a lot of time with her, those everyday meetings, now they were just Inter daily. Maria was surprised by this, but she didn't think much of it, as she now felt a little more free.

" Patient 21018, forward."

The patient came in and quickly sat down. He and Nitsu had a normal conversation, but the patient came with a bigger question.

"A question... Why is Mr. Unchained always with you?" Does he have serious problems? A few times I've passed by I've heard some screams, I think they were from him.

Nitsu was getting nervous, he didn't know what to say but the patient quickly answered his question.

"Don't worry! I know what's going on here, don't worry, I won't tell anyone

"Huh?" What do you mean? Nitsu was beyond scared.

"That Mr. Unchained has problems with his girlfriend... You know?" It's hard to be a good boyfriend in this prison, besides, the two of them have been together for years, probably the love is gone and they only put up with each other because of the love they both feel, isn't it?

"What?" Nitsu was speechless. "Does he has a girlfriend? Why? "

"I don't understand what you mean, man, you're the psychologist, you literally have the background of all of us, you could have easily figured it out on your first day.

Nitsu didn't hear anything he said, he just heard his heart beating, he was angry, he felt used, he longed to hit him now. He quickly left the room and went to Mary's room

"Mary... Can I come in? — The aforementioned heard a slightly nervous voice coming from outside, it was Oliva. How long ago was he so nervous? Maria let him in and was even more surprised to see Oliva well dressed and with a bouquet of roses.

"Maria, I, I have something to tell you..." Honestly, I'm afraid you'll hate me for this, it's better late than never, isn't it? Look, what's happening now is that" Oliva kept his head down "I don't anymore... "

The door opened loudly, it was Nitsu. He couldn't believe what he was seeing: her boyfriend along with a bouquet of roses that were meant for her.

"What does this mean? Why did you lie to me!? "

"Oliva, he's your psychologist, isn't he?" What are you doing here?

"That's what I wanted to tell you, Maria"

"What did you want to tell me?" Oliva was about to speak trying to calm Nitsu down, but he interrupted resentfully.

"He wanted to tell you that he is cheating on me and I was a very idiot, I didn't realize that I was messing with someone with an established relationship. He's a liar, he just wanted me as his plaything

"Oliva... Is that true?"

"No! I didn't use it at all, I love it... I... Forgive me"

"How could you do this to me?" We were together for 7 years, I trusted you Why are men liars? Maria was devastated, so much so that she began to cry, not because of the loss of her love, but because of the years she lost.

"I don't want to be with you, Oliva, I don't know how I accepted you as my partner..." Nitsu wasn't crying, he wanted to hit him now, but he knew that none of his blows would hurt him, no matter how hard Nitsu was he wouldn't be able to scratch him, so he wanted to leave the room to a place where he could empty all his resentment, However, Oliba didn't want him to leave, Nitsu was his world, that's why he grabbed his hand to stop him, but when he looked into Nitsu's eyes he only saw disappointment.

"Get away from me!" You've deceived me, I don't know why I believed you.

"Listen to me, Nitsu, I was an idiot not to tell you anything, but I can make it clear..."

"Clarify what!?" That I'm the other? This was all a lie, you just called me so you can fix your problems with your girlfriend!

"Maybe if you calm down..." Oliva tries to reassure him by grabbing him by the shoulder.

"Let go of me, dammit! You only brought misfortune into my life — Nitsu couldn't take it anymore and slapped him, Oliva didn't answer, he just bowed his head...

Now Nitsu didn't know where to go, so he involuntarily locked himself in the room along with Maria. Oliva knew that he had behaved like a son of a bitch, so he left the place, looking for someone who could make him think.

"Your name is Nitsu, isn't it?" He turned to see Maria sobbing along with a rag.

"Yes, my name is Nitsu and an apology for having invaded your relationship, if I had known before that Oliva had a beautiful girlfriend, I would never try to get into her relationship, sorry for what I have done, maybe a pardon or sorry is not much, but it is the least I can do now for you" That said, Nitsu bowed.

"Don't worry, this isn't your mistake, it's that damn bastard's mistake... In addition... "

"What's more?"

"It's my fault, too!" Maria began to cry worse, Nitsu felt great empathy for her so he hugged her.

"Excuse me... But I don't understand what you mean. "

Oliva was running to where? He didn't even know, he just knew he needed to talk about this with someone... With whom? Ah! With Inmate 21018! Maybe he could help you.

Oliva was so desperate that he smashed down the jail door in one fell swoop, to see inmate 21018 and 22067 talking.

"Mr. Unchained" Replied on 21018

"Guevaru," Oliva replied.

Inmate 22067 named Baki was so confused about what was going on. Now?

"Guevaru, I need to talk to you"

"Huh? Why is that?"

"That doesn't matter to you, just follow me," Oliva and Jun withdrew from the place, leaving Baki more confused.

Now that he was in a more comfortable place, Oliva was able to tell Jun about the big trouble he made...

"A question... Is Nitsu a man?"

"Yes"

"So you're gay?"

"Yes, I say No! Stop asking those things and I'm not interested in you being homophobic, I just want you to help me... "

"Talk"

"I tried it and it didn't help!"

"You only did it when the bomb went off, didn't you?" Obviously you have to bide your time to speak, clearly you don't have to justify yourself, that would be the stupidest thing someone like you would do... Well, I think that would be my only advice.

"Can I ask you one more favor?"

"What?"

"Can I stay in your cell today?"

"Yes, but don't sleep with me!"

"Thank you very much, Guevaru! " Oliva couldn't hold back the joy that hugged Jun, he was going to wait until the next day to talk to the two of them.

"Let go of me, I don't want to become gay like you"

"I thought pirates were gay."

"Gay? Never Bisexual? Perhaps" With that said, they both withdrew, and Oliva was taken into the cell.

Meanwhile in Maria's room, she and Nitsu formed a quick bond of friendship and occasionally teased Oliva.

"You know, sometimes Oliva was too stupid with me, that bored me."

"He never went overboard with me, only sometimes he would come to visit me just to fuck.

"Ah... Speaking of which, how does it feel to fuck a man? Well, I've done it too, but maybe for you it was different

"I suppose it's normal?" I don't know, it's just that I've never fucked a woman

"Are you gay?"

"Not at all! I've had more girlfriends than boyfriends, unfortunately I've never been able to fuck one

"It must be unfortunate that a man as polite as you should not have done it"

"Meh, I don't care that much"

The next morning Oliva said goodbye to Jun, Baki and the other inmates who lived in the jail, it was very uncomfortable to sleep among so many men.

Oliva knocked on the door of Maria's room, he was a little nervous about what will happen. Nitsu was the one who opened it, he looked at him, he was about to close the door until Oliva said "I want to speak please, if you want later you can make me, but first let me speak" These words moved Nitsu, maybe he hates Oliva, but to his misfortune he still loved him.

"Nitsu, who is it?" Maria said, turning to look.

"Mary, it's...

"Get out of here! Neither of us needs you," Maria replied violently.

"Maria, let me speak first, I have no justification for this, if I have something to say to you..." He sighs deeply.

"It's my fault, too..." Maria interrupted Oliva

"Oh? What do you mean, Maria? None of this is your fault!"

"Oliva, let Maria explain everything to you..."

"It's been a long time now, I've had internal problems with myself, when I asked you not to come to my room to visit me sometimes, I started to think about myself, I've reflected on my life and everything I've been through. On the other hand, you didn't get as close to me anymore, for some reason that made me feel more... Liberated, like I wasn't suffocated with love, you know I never put up with the cheesy and cloying, yet I loved you and endured you for almost 7 years. I've been reflecting a lot on ourselves and my own feelings, and I think it's only fair to share with you what I've been experiencing. It's not easy to admit, but I feel like there's been a shift in my emotions and I no longer feel the same way I did at the beginning of our relationship.

"How long have you felt this way, Maria?"

"Unfortunately it's been almost a year now, sorry for making you live in a lie, I know that if I had told you before you would be in deplorable situations, besides, I'm very sorry for having behaved like a jealous person, I only did it so that you wouldn't suspect anything about me. But now, I feel at ease, I know you're in good hands" Look at Nitsu "I don't have a place here anymore, so I've decided to leave"

"What, where are you going?!" Oliva was totally surprised.

"She told me that she is going to her native country, Canada, with an old friend of hers... If I remember, her name is Diane Neil, isn't she?

"Yes, she's older than me, but our friendship still prevails.

Oliva and Maria were on good terms, and he helped her pack her things. That same day, Maria left for Ottawa and obviously Oliva made a VIP reservation for her as a form of apology and thanks.

However, now he had to fix the problems with someone important...

"Nitsu…"

"Oliva, I don't know what to tell you, I want to forgive you..." But something tells me no.

"Nitsu, I just want to fix things with you, you're the most important thing to me," Oliva reached out to hug him, but Nitsu was still distant.

"Oliva, first, let me think about it, yes?"

"Okay, I'll wait anything for you

And so it was that hours, days and weeks passed and Nitsu did not speak to him, Oliva knew that he had to give him his time, he was patient, he would know that one day he would speak to him. Everything was normal until that day.

Oliva was calm changing, until only his boxer shorts remained, which had the texture of leopard, he began to pose in the mirror, he looked like a child with his favorite outfit. Everything was going well, until he heard someone knock on the door. Oliva only replied "Pass"

"Oliva, I want to talk to you-" Nitsu couldn't finish, because he saw Oliva's half-naked body. God, he had already forgotten how handsome he was.

"Yes?" Oliva knew very well that he was craving it, so he decided to be more of a son of a bitch and get closer to him so that his bare chest rubs against Nitsu

"This will be very short, but I have thought about everything and I want to leave the past behind, Maria already did it and I must do it too, I don't want to live resentful" Nitsu who was determined to apologize to her did not let herself be carried away by the seduction of her beloved. "I still fucking love you, I haven't been able to get you out of my mind during this time" With that, Nitsu hugged his beloved and Oliva pulled him closer to kiss him. This kiss was more intense, it was a combination of emotions, they were both desperate for love, they didn't want foreplay,

Oliva carried Nitsu, while he took off all his psychologist clothes

"Nitsu, don't take off your robe, I want to fuck you with that on" With that said, Oliva left him on the bed while he slowly pulled down his leopard-textured boxers. Nitsu licked his lips at the sight of the big cock standing upright.

Oliva was also more successful when he saw Nitsu's cock standing upright, it was his turn to return the favor.

Oliva threw himself on the bed as if he were a wolf that was going to eat its prey and began to eat the necessary cock. Nitsu started to let out moans, he didn't like to do that, but from the side Oliva looked like a hungry dog, such was the craving of both of them, that Nitsu cummed in Oliva's mouth. The brunette didn't want to waste any of the cum spilling, so he made sure to drink the entire delightful orgasm, being careful not to waste anything.

"God, Oliva, where did you learn to eat me that way?"

"I learned it the hard way" Oliva didn't notice, but a few drops of cum slid all over his chest that made Nitsu hard again. This time, Oliva would get straight to the point.

That was so straightforward that Nitsu felt it hard, so he just wanted to obey her.

Nitsu got on all fours and Oliva had spanked him in the process.

"Don't be so me, okay? Because if I don't- Ah, holy shit!" Nitsu didn't have a chance to speak, as Oliva had shoved it into him, it felt so painful, yet pleasurable at the same time. Oliva didn't make a move, just waiting for Nitsu to get used to his thickness. When Nitsu felt more comfortable, he gave him a signal for Oliva to move

"You tell me if it hurts, okay? I don't want to hurt you." These were the last words Nitsu could clearly hear from Oliva. He began to move his hips in a romantic and slow way, putting it all in and then taking it out. it was so strong that Nitsu had to bite the pillow

"God, Oliva, you're a dream, I love how you move if you keep going like this, I won't be able to contain myself"

"for me, Nitsu, for daddy" After a few more thrusts. Oliva was also about to inside her beloved. "I can't contain myself anymore, Oliva..."

"then" Oliva and Nitsu cummed at the same time, Nitsu's essence falling all over his abdomen and on a part of the bed, while Oliva cummed all over inside Nitsu, causing him to scream so much to the point of biting his lip.

After the moment of passion that they both had, Oliva got together with Nitsu, he was very exhausted, it had been a long time since he had sex and even less that they put it in, but now the only thing he can do is hug Oliva and give each other short kisses.

"I love you, Oliva"

"And I love you, my little pookie"

"Hey! I'm not small, you only beat me by about four centimeters."

"Nitsu..."

"What?"

"Shut up and kiss me"

That said, Oliva stole a kiss from Nitsu and vice versa, they loved each other so much, they were perfect for each other…

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Secret Santa gift fic for @gosht-ov3rthr0ne

Retsu x Male Reader (Muay Thai fighter)

Cannon typical violence, some minor blood, as requested there’s a bit of angst in it :)

Merry Christmas, hope you enjoy! This is my first time writing a x reader fic so I hope it’s ok!

As soon as Retsu sees you, before you can even slide the door to the dojo room closed behind you, he asks “what happened?”

No use hiding it, the limp in your step, the bruises on your face, the cut lip, the blood under your nails. You could have washed up before coming over, you could have scrubbed all the blood off, but that sort of subterfuge would have be all for naught; Retsu was too well versed in the world of fighting to ever miss something like this.

“I just got into a fight,” you say, as his eyes continue to run up and down your body, taking stock. “Don’t worry about it.”

And Retsu looks like he’s about to say something in return but he bites his lip, swallows those words back down. You know what he was going to say, did you win? It’s kind of him not to ask. He can see you just fine, he knows how to assess injuries.

So instead of asking a question, he just says, simply. “You’re injured.”

You’re used to the worry in his voice, but it’s not what you want to hear right now. You’re used to his kindness, but right now the kindness feels like pity. You don’t need pity. You don’t need comfort, or at least not this sort of comfort.

“I’m fine.” You say. “This is nothing.”

And you’re not lying, not really. Nothing is broken, no injury will be permanent. You don’t think anything will scar. It’s not like you lost a leg. You’re fine.

Retsu frowns, and you can see the subtle annoyance in his expression. Maybe you’re being stubborn but so what, you’re a man, you have your pride, any martial artist will act the same way.

“I’m fine.” You repeat, as if that might change his mind. “I’m good to go.”

You are there to spar, after all. A date, or what counts as a date for men like you.

With Retsu being a teacher at and a close friend of the current director of the Shinshinkai, he gets more or less free range of the dojo. And so you can meet him here, after hours, when there’s no one else in the building. Not to keep your relationship secret, per se, but that’s part of it. The other part is that there’s a good chance no karate practitioner would want a Muay Thai practitioner on their home turf like this, so best to meet when no one else is around.

Still, Retsu is frowning, but his expression, the worry, has shifted to something less soft, something more steeled for battle. Good. He shrugs his coat off, and you do too. But as he stands there, chest bare, you keep your shirt on; he doesn’t need to see all the damage. That might make him go easy on you (or easier than he normally does; you’re under no delusion that you’re as powerful as he is). Let him discover the damage later, after sparring, when you’ll both inevitably shed the rest of your clothing.

For now, Retsu takes a stance, feet staggered. You take a stance too; feet closer together, more upright, fists up. For a moment you’re both still, but as soon as you shift your weigh he’s moving. You can barely see his fist but you’ve sparred with him enough that you know what to expect, you just barely block but the force of it shoots up your arms, enough to rattle bones. It hurts. It’ll bruise. It’ll be added to the rest of the bruises that are already well on their way to forming.

You strike back, lightning quick, fist connecting with the solidness of his chest. He’s taken hits much stronger than this so he’s fine, and you’re sparring, exchanging blows, back and forth and back and forth. Featherlight footwork against to dojo floor, movement barely audible. Shortly, you’re both sweating, breathing heavy.

It’s not anger that you feel, it’s more subtle than that. It’s frustration, it’s annoyance, it’s a degree of embarrassment, you got in a fight and you lost and it’s not like the other guy got away unscathed but you got the worst of it. And you’re not going to talk about it, not with Retsu and not with anyone, even if some tiny part of you thinks you should. It’s a barrier between you and others, between you and Retsu. But that’s how life is, for men like you.

Retsu’s foot connects with your side, just under the ribs, and you’re pushed back a step. It hurts, it truly hurts, you’ve already been hit there today, but it’s not bad. If anything, it’s good. You close the distance between the two of you, get close enough so you can knee him in the stomach. It’s a dialogue, it’s a conversation that would never take place out loud. It’s a language you share. And it works. More so than words ever could, or any other type of action could convey, fighting allows for a closeness, an understanding. To most people, it might seem strange, but for the two of you, it’s as to be expected.

With each exchange of blows, your frustration wanes just a bit more. You’re not happy, not quite, not yet, you still lost, bruised your pride, but it’s closer to acceptable now. And maybe it won’t matter. Maybe. You can think about that later. For now, you block a strike, you retaliate. Your already bruised knuckles sting. Retsu’s hands break through your block, grab at the collar of your shirt. You don’t pull away, you don’t move, for a brief moment the two of you are still. Retsu’s dark eyes are alight with passion for fighting, and they bore into you, into your soul, and it sends a shiver up your spine. From this close, you can see his long, thick eyelashes, really appreciate his full lips, watch as a bead of sweat drips down his cheek, jaw, falls to the floor. You smile. A smile breaks across his lips, small, reserved, mischievous yet sweet. He pulls you forwards at the same time as you step towards him, your lips meeting his.

It’s not gentle, not even close, but that’s intentional. You know Retsu doesn’t have a lot of experience but neither do you, and who cares how a kiss is supposed to be; this is perfect. It’s Retsu’s hands gripping your shirt, tight enough for the fabric to rip. Its teeth accidentally hitting teeth, a faint taste of blood. It’s your hands at the nape of his neck, the few short, stray hairs that escape his braid soft under your fingers. It’s hot breath, it’s difficult to breathe, it’s the smell of sweat and the searing heat of skin on skin and it’s violence, in a way, and it’s sparring, in a way, and it’s a date.

You both end up on the floor, it’s not grappling but it’s similar, it’s not fighting for dominance, it’s just the closeness. After a minute you’re on your back, you’re still kissing. Retsu’s hand are still on your shirt but now on the bottom hem, pushing it up, over your toned stomach. To reveal bruises, cuts and scrapes, and Retsu doesn’t expressly make a show of noticing, but he does notice.

He’ll ask, when you’re done here, if he can treat your wounds to whatever degree is necessary. And you’ll say yes, of course you will, you would truly never rebuke his kindness. You will, inwardly, appreciate the gentleness of his hands.

But for now you let him take off your shirt, hands now on your skin. The contact is searing hot, delicious, and somehow cooling comfort on your wounds. Fingers trace up your sides, to rest on your chest, knead at the thick, taut muscle. You wind your arms around Retsu’s shoulders, pull him closer, closer, closer. Any closer and you’ll inhabit the same space. Good. You need the contact, the intimacy; the more skin on skin, the easier it is to communicate.

You slide your hands down, push down the waistband of Retsu’s pants. Just a few inches. You feel him smile into the kiss, let out a soft laugh directly into your mouth. So you push father, and Retsu’s hands unbuckle your belt quicker than should be possible.

“Someone doesn’t have much patience.” You say, grinning.

“I could say the same about you.” He replies.

“And what of it?” You roll your hips, up against him, delicious contact.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.”

And you re-instigate the kiss, eliminate the need and possibility for talking. An action is worth a thousand words, or however that saying really goes. There’s nothing you or Retsu could say that conveys anything as well as skin on skin, fists on fists, physical violence of physical intimacy. That’s how it is, for men like you. And that’s fine. If you could change it, you likely wouldn’t. It’s fine. It has to be.

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