Of all people, Aoi should know how iffy he becomes when it came to privacy.
To kieta_seraphim for jrock_christmas.

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It was the fifteenth blemish on his skin.

Ruki didn’t breathe out a sigh of misery or anything like that – he was merely trying to see what it was on his face. Perhaps out of vanity or obsessive-compulsiveness, nobody really knew – hell, even Ruki didn’t know it himself – but there was something oddly comforting in looking at himself in the mirror. Something oddly alluring, too. This really wasn’t the case before, until he got used to having himself needed in front of a mirror, especially during performances or when going to activities for work. But even Ruki had to admit, that slight fixation was a little silly, and so he opted to lock the door when he checked himself out in the bathroom. It was the only place with a full length mirror, after all. He didn’t even want Aoi to know about this little thing he has going on.

Nothing came before the click of the knob, and Ruki almost jumped out of his skin. The door swung open and revealed an angry, pissed off Aoi, and in his hand was a handful of keys.

Ruki stared disbelievingly at Aoi as the latter sullenly dropped the keys on top of the cupboard, before heading on over to the toilet.

“What the fuck, how many times do I have to tell you, don’t barge in when I’m inside the bathroom!” Ruki all but screamed, knowing fully that he was going over the top but not really caring. Of all people, Aoi should know how iffy he becomes when it came to privacy.

There was first a swish and the sound of urinating before Aoi decided to rebuttal. “And how many times do I have to tell you, you don’t fucking lock the door when we only have one bathroom around here. What – do you expect me to piss on the kitchen sink or visit the neighbors and go, ‘Oh, hi, can I use your bathroom since my boyfriend is being a prissy bitch and won’t let me use our own bathroom while he’s in there?’”

Ruki’s brows furrowed even more. “Just hurry the fuck up,” he let out an exasperated sigh, features calming down only upon seeing his face on the mirror. He crossed his arms and leaned his butt against the sink, eyes trained on the full length mirror beside it.

Finally the sound of flushing echoed throughout the bathroom but Ruki refused to turn around and look, instead had his gaze fixed on his sideways reflection. From that position he could also see Aoi approaching, face sporting a straight expression, and at that Ruki couldn’t will himself to ignore the other anymore.

“I’m sorry baby…” Aoi apologized, taking Ruki by the waist and embraced him from behind. Ruki softened his stance even more as the older started kissing his cheek down his neck, their eyes locking on their counterparts on the mirror.

“…but you really are a prissy bitch. A narcissistic, prissy bitch at that,” the guitarist added. Ruki only frowned but did not disprove any of the accusations.

Aoi continued kissing on Ruki’s skin in between his speech. “You’d look into a mirror ever chance you get. You even look at yourself on my sunglasses; you just don’t let any reflective surface escape. I really think it’s a symptom of something else.” The smirk that laced Aoi’s full lips sent shivers down Ruki’s spine.

“And what… might that be?” Ruki’s breath hitched in between his sentence as Aoi’s hand slipped into his shirt, dragging his fingers across his chest. Even Ruki himself knew where this was going. Although he was starting to get embarrassed, he couldn’t get himself to turn away from the mirror. Just the mere sight of Aoi’s hand gliding over his nipples under the barriers of his shirt, while the other simply clutched on his arm sparked Ruki’s arousal.

He never really thought of it this way, though.

Ruki supposed this could only be vanity and nothing else. He never really experimented either because there was no time　and the time that he spends in front of the mirror isn’t nearly enough to satisfy him with his daily self-marveling.

This… he never thought that watching himself could arouse him beyond belief. Aoi was just hardly touching him too.

Ruki barely realized how Aoi stared at him with lust; his predatory look completed by the promiscuous smile shaping his mouth. All he could notice were his own eyes, clouded with need and anticipation. He didn’t even notice how his cock jutted out against his loose trousers until Aoi pulled the garment down along with his underwear. He was already leaking.

Aoi still didn’t answer Ruki’s question and just nipped on his earlobe instead; the action sending more pleasurable tingles straight to the younger’s crotch.

“I’ll be right back.” With that Aoi dashed out of the bathroom, leaving the vocalist exposed from his hips down. Ruki planted his hands on either side of the mirror and looked over himself. So flushed already after nothing but a few touches. He had to wonder about the last time he’d gotten aroused this easily. Of course Aoi was a great lover – needless to say godly in bed – but this was still different.

Ruki didn’t dare close his eyes. Even though a bit of the mirror was misted due to his breath, he still studied his form carefully. He didn’t want to miss even just the drop of sweat trickling down his neck, or the slight tensing of his stomach, or the way that his hard shaft fidgeted as he panted out. He bit his lip, groaning lowly at the sight, and pushed his ass back.

As if on cue, Aoi was already pressing against him, and Ruki sighed at the feeling of his lover’s slick, condom-sheathed cock pressed against the crack of his ass. His eyes shifted its focus to Aoi’s face, finding the other’s lips pressed into a thin line, but his eyes still having that burning passion from earlier.

It was evident from the look in both their eyes that neither of them wanted to waste time and just go straight to hard, primal fucking instead. Aoi was more than willing to oblige at that, and even if Ruki doesn’t say anything, the older could read from his reflection that his lover was more than willing to submit.

Aoi pulled back for a moment and spread Ruki’s ass cheeks wide, quickly pushing a wet finger in as he found the younger’s entrance. The vocalist mewled a bit, trying to get used to the intrusion. He knew he had to adjust immediately, unlike the times when they teased each other mercilessly.

Not long enough, Ruki was already pushing back into Aoi’s finger, urging him to go deeper. But Aoi’s image on the mirror showed an expression of disagreement. Instead of indulging Ruki of that momentary pleasure, he just slowly pushed in another finger.

The vocalist bit on his lower lip as he felt Aoi’s treatment sting somewhat, and watched in the mirror as his lip started to redden. It was almost as red as the tip of his erection now. Aoi did his job as quickly as Ruki’s ass would let him. Feeling that the other had been thoroughly stretched already, Aoi withdrew his hand. There was no need for any other preamble.

Aoi pushed on forward, making Ruki shift his feet and move his body forward too, closer to the mirror, that it was only his and Aoi’s face he could clearly see. The vocalist then threw his head back onto Aoi’s shoulder as he felt his lover’s cock prod at his entrance.

“Oh fuck…” was all that Ruki could breathe out once Aoi thrust into him, the other not even stopping until he was buried to the hilt. Ruki braced his elbow against the side of the mirror, while his other hand gripped on Aoi’s rear. The older moaned as the tip of Ruki’s fingers dug into his soft flesh.

Neither one of them blinked for more than one second, witnessing everything that the mirror presented to them – each crease of the brow, flare of the nose, movement of the tongue. Ruki was deeply convinced that the sight could’ve gotten him off right there and then, but fought against the feeling.

Aoi started pounding into Ruki’s body; his lube-slicked fingers stroking the other’s leaking member and his other hand keeping a death grip on Ruki’s hips. Their movements did not include the finesse and precision that they usually had during sex and that definitely gave them a different experience. Not that their normal fucking wasn’t as gratifying, it always was. Perhaps it was because at that very moment, they could see not only their partners but also themselves, making the experience all the more thrilling.

Aoi’s thrusts became more and more erratic, with Ruki convulsing under his doings. Even if they couldn’t feel it, they could perfectly sense their impending peak from what they saw in the mirror.

There weren’t a lot of sounds other than the soft moans and skin slapping against skin that echoed in the bathroom when the both of them came. Riding his orgasm out, Aoi held onto Ruki’s cock as it spurted out a thick trail of semen on the mirror as well as his own stomach.

Neither of them spoke for a minute and just let their climax wash over them, this time letting their lids fall over their eyes. Ruki slowly opened his eyes when he felt Aoi withdraw from inside him, feeling goose bumps form on his skin as every image that he saw reflected on the mirror play before his eyes.

After having thrown the condom on the bin, Aoi hugged Ruki from behind again and smiled lazily. “You definitely have a mirror fetish.” The older snickered as he pecked on his lover’s cheek.

Ruki laughed as well. “In that case, I’m gonna have mirrors installed all over this house.”

“Right.” Aoi held Ruki’s waist tighter as he rested his head on the younger’s shoulder. “That way you won’t have to lock up every time you jerk off in front of the mirror.” Ruki didn’t have to turn around as he smacked Aoi on the head. They looked at their reflection on the mirror, seeing the both of them sport the same exact wide smile.

“No complaints here, really,” Aoi kissed on Ruki’s cheek again as he continued, “I’m a bit of a katoptronophiliac myself.”