Disclaimer: I own nothing but the smut I wrote.
Words: 400
Warnings: This is Nate/Touya, if you didn't realize. Keep out if you're not a fan.
A/N: Present for one of my friends, and is actually a teaser for my other multichapter fic, The Third Triad. Ily Kota (even if you'll never actually convert me to your otp :P)
He thrusts his hips up into the air, breathes heavily and tries to roll over, but the firm hand on his cock stops him. Nate whines high in his throat, twists his neck and reaches out a hand to clutch the black vest. Black looks down at him, amber eyes shining, and leans in to suck at the skin above his collarbone.
"P-please…" he trails off, when Black thumbs the slit on top, and throws back his head, almost tearing up from the pain-pleasure of not being able to come at all oh god oh god Black please.
Black laughs at him a little, mesmerizing dark hair falling in his eyes and leaning over him more to kiss him. It isn't chaste at all – it's tongue clashing against tongue and Nate sobs at the pressure on his balls but he can't come he can't he hasn't asked yet oh god Black can I come please can I?
He realizes he's been saying it out loud when Black shakes his head, and flushes harder when his other hand, the one not on his cock, trails up his side and stops at a nipple, tracing the side before teasing the nub. Nate actually does scream then, when Black sucks it into his mouth, nipping it in time to the slow stroking rhythms he has on his cock.
"I'm – I'm going to," the stroking motions slow down and he wants to scream in disappointment. "Why'd – why did you stop?" Black doesn't say anything, he never does. He shakes his head again, keeping his hand on the base of his cock, and Nate swallows. "I – more?"
Black's tongue licks over his lower lip, and the shorter brunet is transfixed. "I – okay," he says, breathless, letting him bring him to the brink before he inevitably stops and…
…he doesn't stop. Instead he takes the entire organ into his mouth and holy Arceus – "B-black, oh fuck I'm…" He doesn't stop him this time, and Nate's world bursts into a million stars behind his tightly closed eyelids, feeling his ass clench around the finger Black shoves into him, impossibly tight and yet so pliable he'd let Black do anything to him, anything, anything-
"I love you," he whisper-chokes, digging his nails into the fabric of the vest, and Black lets him, kissing him until he comes down from his euphoric high, and Nate can almost believe it's real.
A/N: Anyone who can tell me the significance of Touya not speaking and being called 'Black' gets a cookie. Review?