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Kinktober 2022
Day 6: Emeto | Bondage | Temperature Play

Title: Coming In Hot

Ship: not applicable | Go/Takeru

Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Vrains

Rating: E

Word Count: 1,294

Warnings: Choose Not to Warn

   “So this is what gets your rocks off, eh?” Go asked, stifling a nervous chuckle.

   “Yeah,” Soulburner replied and then he looked up at Go way too cocky for a guy who was just sucking dick, “you scared?” He clicked his tongue.

   “No, no, not at all.” Go replied. “Hell,” he said, puffing out his chest, “do your worst, even.”

   “I hope to.” Soulburner grinned.

   Now, Go would be the first to admit. When he imagined people into temperature play, he mostly imagines freaky Goth chicks who were into ritualistic sex and vampirism and summoning demons. Not Homura Takeru who was too chickenshit to even watch The Ring with him as a date night. However, Go would also admit, temperature play very much did track for being something his hothead boyfriend would be into.

   If only in a playing with lighters and burning his pubes off on semi-accident sort of way. And Takeru was into that but sure enough as Soulburner, he did have more edge. And so that included something that he had always wanted to try: a Burning Draw handjob. Should be safe enough, right? At least in the Link VRAINS which had a reputation for all sorts of brutal non-sex injuries.

   Yeah, this was going to be just fine, both Go and Soulburner decided.

   The gleam in Soulburner’s eye was ferocious and of more than just mere lustre. It was all lust, too. And so, despite a burning trepidation, Go was eager as he watched his boyfriend start to masturbate him.

   Soulburner’s gloves had a leathery texture to them and felt good as he gave Go a handjob. Go relaxed into the up and down rhythm of it. Nothing fancy, just enough for him to lower his guard and melt against the mattress of the wrestling ring; Go was perched up on one of the higher steps up onto it and Soulburner was between his thighs, kneeling on the ground.

   He played with Go’s balls and tried to make him laugh but Go refused. He girded his middle against anything so much as a giggle and Soulburner, unimpressed with Go being a brick wall, moved on. He ran his fingers underneath Go’s testicles before trailing his fingertips up the length of Go’s cock to firmly squeeze.

   “Are you ready?” Soulburner asked.

   Go took a haggard breath in and nodded his head slowly, “Yeah.” he murmured.

   “Good.” Soulburner replied and he put his foot on the gas as hard and fast as he could. 

   The heat from his middle of his palm emanated thickly through the leather glove that he wore. Go squirmed as the sensation went from balmy with natural body heat to be straight out of a fire. All whilst Soulburner masturbated him. The acceleration was zero to one hundred as Go felt his body temperature rise in tandem to how Soulburner gave him the legendarily fantaised Burning Draw Handjob.

   Soulburner was all too eager as he watched Go react to the burning sensation of their unusual temperature play. His shoulders twitched and he was sweating, beads of perspiration dribbling down his temples as he wrestled with the discomfort and the pleasure.

   Go’s erection was rock hard. Even under the duress of the heat that Soulburner was handling. Neither could even begin to guess what the temperature was but there were indeed flames in the wake of how Soulburner jacked Go off. They sped out from the centre of Soulburner’s hand. Even leaving embers to scatter as Soulburner moved his hand in the masturbaotry motion on Go’s cock.

   The flames licked and swirled at the sides of Go’s cock, squeezing out from underneath Soulburner’s fist. They were giving him a better feeling than Soulburner’s tongue. Now, don’t get Go wrong, Soulburner’s mouth was great and Soulburner gave his all but the way the fire was going down on Go, it was unreal. Completely unbelievable.

   The thrill of the rising temperature, the flames and the burning sensation, was unparalleled. And combined with the friction of Soulburner’s handjob, and those sexy little fingerless gloves he had, if Go was meant to be sent to Hell with it, he wasn’t feeling it. He was up in Heaven, or maybe even Mars.

   “I-I’m close.” Go grunted out as took a heaving breath.

   Soulburner’s face lit up. He licked his lips and he tried harder. Good for him. His heart pounded as he endeavoured to bring Go to climax. He held Go’s cock harder and made him gasp as they both felt the heat go higher and higher.

   Until it was unfathomably hot for them both. Sweat dripped from their furrowed brows, only to evaporate before it rolled down the sides of their faces and so tight in their chests. Their simulated clothes sticking to them as pulses raced but it was all Go. The fervour of the moment, the passion of resisting what to some, would have been absolute torture but oh no, not to him. Not to them both.

   And without further ado, Go came. He exclaimed loud, so loud his throat went raw because of how dry his mouth was, intolerable in the thick of the heat. His jaw went slack and he gagged, he wasn’t proud of the noise he made as even he could tell it was the most unerotic moan but it was real. It came from the bottom of his throat as he was just overstimulated to Hell and back.

   His eyes went wide, he could feel the minute detail of his pupils dilating. His heart raced and adrenaline hit like a round of gunfire. The danger turned him on as much as it wanted him to turn around and flee. Get out there, stupid, his whole body was trying to tell him but it was too late for him.

   He orgasmed. And he orgasmed dry.

   There was a little splash, one which amazed Soulburner for just a few, fleeting seconds before the heat evaporated Go’s come. It didn’t even spatter on Soulburner’s face before it simply disappeared into the haze of the heat.

   “Oh my God.” Soulburner gasped, giddy. Pride welling up inside of him as he let go of Go’s cock and that was a sweet relief in of itself.

   “Y-Yeah… Fuck, Christ…” Go cussed.

   The pleasure of the orgasm was just as fleeting as the embers that the flames of Soulburner’s Burning Draw Handjob had dispersed. Dissipating in mere seconds. The overwhelming ache which was good became very overwhelmingly bad.

   “My dick.” Go muttered.

   “Hu-Huh? Oh, yeah, your dick.” Soulburner panicked.

   They logged out in a scramble and came to in the real world side by side on Go’s chintzy, leather couch where, sure enough, he had sustained a classic Link VRAINS injury. Well, not overly classic given the burn patterns but not as bad as it would have been without the simulation of the virtual. Still, Takeru flung himself to the kitchen to grab ice water from the fridge and managed to throw in some mixed bag of frozen peas and corn for aftercare, too, whilst Go agonised on the lounge.

   He had his legs spread wide, again for Takeru. His arms hitched up over the back of the lounge to restrain him from closing in on his injury. All things considered though, Go was putting on a convincingly genuine brave face but his jittered breathing gave him away that he was more hurt than he was letting on.

   “Does this help?” Takeru asked as he doused Go’s dick in water and prodded him with the frozen vegetables.

   “I think kissing it better might help more.” Go flirted, doing his best not to let his tingling burning sensation get him down. 

   “Oh, rack off, I’m being serious.” Takeru replied but his voice devolved into laughter.