A/N: My first attempt at writing something rated M! I hope it's satisfactory, it was surprisingly pretty fun to write. I really need to go eat now before I sleep. Pulled into the Blue will still be my priority. Requesting pairings for the others songs by this producer is okay, though I won't make any promises. I'm open to any kind of pairing, bl, gl, or straight.

Song: Pomp and Circumstance by Umetora
A cover of the song YT link: watch?v=o10k8Pem2W4
Pairing: AceSabo
Rating: M for sexual tension


The sound of a door slamming closed can be heard and two figures stumble into the room. Their breaths are ragged and Sabo traps Ace between him and the wall beside the door with hands on either side of the man's head. He stares right into Ace's eyes, his cheeks tinting in pink.

"Ace," he whispers in a husky voice and Ace can't take his eyes off him. Sabo leans in, planting a chaste peck onto his cheek. He's letting out shaky breaths and bites his bottom lip, hissing in desperation, "Bite me."

Bite down from time to time, let me remember the pain

Ace gazes into maya blue irises and sees the colour faintly grow darker, the pupil dilating. He shifts on his feet, closing the small gap and moving his lips to the side of Sabo's neck. He mouths at the skin, nervous. Ace alternates from licking the man's neck and kissing the spot. He's pulled away from the skin with a yank.

"Ace," Sabo growls, grasping Ace by his hair. Ace is taking too long, but not this time, he wants it now and he means it.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it," Ace says quickly. "Just let go of my hair, I can't move without getting myself bald."

"Sorry," Sabo apologizes and releases his hold on the man's hair. "But hurry up." Ace grunts in acknowledgement and brings his mouth the neck again. He bares his sharp canines and nips at the soft skin. Sabo hums. "Harder."

I don't need it, I don't need anything, polished pride that gets in the way

Ace heeds and sinks his teeth in deeper, any harder he'd break through the thin layer, tasting the flesh underneath.

"Sabo…" he calls in a muffled voice.

Sabo sighs and smiles, burying his face in Ace's hair. "It's fine, bite through." He can feel his cheeks get hotter. When the man breaks through his skin, he shivers, feeling the sticky dampness trickle down.

"Sabo…" Ace murmurs the man's name again and nuzzles the side of his neck. He laps up the tiny drops of blood and sucks. The action makes Sabo's breath catch in his chest and he whines.

"Nn…" He inhales and exhales just as slowly, threading his fingers in Ace's hair. Sabo pulls Ace's head closer to him, encouraging him to do more. Ace takes the hint and continues. He trails upwards and breaks a new patch of flawless skin, biting harsher now that he's sure this is what Sabo wants. He's encouraged by the pleasant gasps of pleasure Sabo is letting out and he feels the other drop his head to his shoulder.

"Haah…Ace," Sabo moans, squirming against Ace—he can't stand still and he doesn't know what to do. Ace kisses up his jawline to the back of his ear. He brushes Sabo's blonde hair aside, grazing his teeth along the skin.

The pacing of our breaths match, I can feel your breath on my ear

They're both having troubles keeping their breathing regulated and their breaths coincide, sounding like a single breath. Ace is playing with his left ear and Sabo can't help but love how he can feel the man's breath in his ear. His heart is racing. Ace slurps his ear—it happens so suddenly—and he gasps loudly.

"Ah!" He trembles, bringing a hand to lay the junction between Ace's shoulder and collar bone for support. The wet slurping noises are resounding clear in his ears, painfully lewd. Ace removes himself from Sabo, his head thumping the wall behind when he misjudges the distance. Sabo is too dazed to chuckle at that and brings both hands to cup Ace's face. He glances down at the other's lips, closing his eyes before pressing them together.

It's a moment after Sabo is kissing him, licking his lips before Ace closes his eye and allows the man to plunge his tongue into his mouth. He moves his mouth against Sabo's, tangling their tongues, pulling apart and then drawing back for another deep kiss.

Sabo winds his arms around Ace's neck, clenching and unclenching the strands of his hair as he tries to breathe through his nose. He retreats, his arms making sure Ace falls into step with him. They walk across the floor and he fiddles with the man's shirt. It's in the way, he thinks and Sabo starts to tear it off of Ace without breaking their contact.

First, gently rip up the shirt I'm taking off, don't worry and get flying, don't hesitate darlin'

"This is in the way," Sabo grumbles. The shirt stops at Ace's neck and they are forced apart. He lifts his arms and Sabo swiftly flings it off, tossing it somewhere. Ace leans in to brush their lips for another time but a finger stops him.

Sabo seats himself on the bed, the springs squeaking, beckoning the man. He frowns when Ace doesn't come to him. Ace swallows and his eyes trail to stare to the right at the floor.

"Sabo, maybe we shouldn't…" he says quietly. He sighs, rubbing the nape of his neck and looks at Sabo. "I think we should st—"

There's no time to get the cold feet, alright?

All he knows is that Sabo yanked him forward. It happens in a flash and before he's conscious of it, his back is on the bed. He blinks up at the other. He opens his mouth to say something but Sabo hushes him.

"Sh…"

He gets up on his knees and straddles Ace's hips. His eyes are holding Ace in place. Sabo jaw slackens and he swipes his tongue along the front teeth, knowing the man can see it. He smiles when Ace twitches below him.

Obey and get down!

Sabo drags one hand to his jeans, popping the button open and brings his other hand to the hem of his shirt. He pushes up his shirt, the fabric folding upwards, revealing his stomach and tugs his jeans lower, the boxer briefs peeking out. Ace watches Sabo's shirt raise higher and higher and the man's jeans dipping lower and lower.

Sabo smirks, gazing down at Ace and tilts his head, lifting a shoulder up to meet it. He grinds down and says, "Don't hold back and get serious, Ace."

Ace shoots from the bed, grabbing his shoulders and shoving him into the bed. Sweat is beading his face, he's breathing hard and Sabo slides a hand to touch the man's cheek.

"Ace…"