Four months ago, Shizuo was a virgin. Now, he plays the role dominant role to perfection.


"Shiz-ah!"

A hand claws at his arm, nails digging into his flesh and legs wrapped around his hips as he continued to move. His left hand curled into the sheets, nearly tearing the sheets. It would be the fifth new sheet they've gotten this month, the second in the week. Shizuo tried to not rip up the sheets in the intimacy between he and his boyfriend, but when Roppi expressed that he didn't mind- "Better the sheets than me," Roppi admitted post orgasm, reaching for his phone- he couldn't help but do so.

"F-fuck!"

Roppi was vocal. Shizuo's teeth bit down on the flesh present to him, gently to not tear through, but enough to cause the raven to gasp loudly and curse. The smaller of the two jerked his hips, swallowing before yanking the blond by his hair to get a kiss. Shizuo stopped thrusting, opting to grind against Roppi's prostate, leaned down and kissed Roppi.

"D-don't- st-stop!" Roppi whines, clenched around Shizuo's cock and continues to dig his nails into the others skin. Shizuo chuckles breathlessly, fabric ripping and he begins to thrust again. Slowly, before Roppi's gasps and begging urged him to go faster. When Roppi came, he didn't scream and cry out Shizuo's name. His eyes fluttered wide, back arched and teeth clamped down on his lowerlip until pink flesh became torn and bled.

Shizuo followed after- shuddering as tightness wrapped around his leaking cock, shooting his release deep within the raven who merely hummed. Shizuo doesn't pull out right away, instead ends up laying atop of Roppi who whines loudly.

A few months ago, Shizuo was a virgin. He couldn't even listen to Roppi speak a dirty line without stammering and flushing a response. Now, he's the one presses against the smaller male when he's aroused; sneaks in sex before work and sometimes in the shower. Roppi doesn't seem to mind, infact, he's amused.

Insatiable. Which, Shizuo thinks, when the afterglow has faded and time has past by- enough time that Roppi slides a hand to his flaccid length, wraps an hand around it and strokes until it's hard, hot and leaking precome- isn't all that bad.