I'll Be The Hero!

He laughed, highly amused.

"Well, well, well. This certainly does call for a celebration."

Finally undoing his short, Bera kissed him on the neck to start.

Hiro just kind of sat there, unsure of whether or not he was allowed to touch Bera.

"Um..."

He looked up at him.

"Something wrong, sweetheart?"

"...What do I get to do? Or, what am I supposed to do?"

Bera chuckled.

"Honey, you can do whatever you want." He replied, licking his lips selectively.

He pulled Bera into a crushing hug.

"You smell nice~"

He chuckled, not noticing that it was supposed to be crushing at all.

"Sweetie, if you want me to please you, you have to let go."

He obediently released him.

"Okay. But you smell nice."

He chuckled.

"Do you like it? It's something I created myself, actually." He bragged.

Being released, he quickly removed the rest of Hiro's clothes, minus his quite interesting undergarments.

"...So is it like, perfume?" he asked, automatically shifting to a more comfy position; being naked in front of other people had never really bother him.

Bera nodded, pulling him into a deep kiss. Mainly to shut him up.

He kissed back eagerly, groping Bera's nonexistent boobs.

Bera wrapped his arms around Hiro, running them down his back and groping his butt.

He let out a small noise, his eyes wide with surprise.

He smiled slightly and ran his tongue over Hiro's lips, groping him even more.

He moaned; it was surprisingly composed and manly for such an idiot.

Bera enjoyed this noises much more than his usual chatter.

He moved his mouth down to Hiro's neck, sucking on the soft side.

"...This feels good...but don't you have to use other stuff than your mouth for sex?"

He chuckled.

"Don't you want any foreplay~?"

"...What's foreplay?" he asked, genuinely clueless. "Teach me your ways, oh slutty high-class lady of night."

Bera ran his hands down Hiro's chest.

"Getting you all hot before sex. Having a little fun, before we get to the good stuff. I enjoy it, myself."

"...Hot?" he asked, puzzled. Then his eyes lit up.

"Oh! Does this mean I can see your tits?!"

He laughed heartily, having to cover his mouth.

"You never run out of charm, do you?" He asked, still chuckling. "Unfortunately, no. You do know you're in a brothel for men, right? Well, it's too late anyhow. You paid, no refunds."

His eyes widened.

"You're a man?...Seriously? Let me see your penis, I don't believe you!"

Bera chuckled again, sliding out of the bottom part of his lingerie.

"See? I'm a man." He said, amused.