Izaya's eyes were half lidded as he raised his head from the ground to take Kida's cock deeper into his throat. Feeling the soft head graze the back of his throat made him gasp before closing his lips around the base of his lovers prick and ran his tongue against the bottom vein. He wanted to gag, and often did, but did not resist as the reflex only acted as a pulse against the others throbbing erection. The taste was like nothing else. A sweet, but salty warmth that trickled down his throat as a prize for when he was doing extraordinarily good. Closing his eyes, he tightened his lips and moved his head slowly upon Kida's rod. He went as far as wrapping an arm around the beauty's waist to pull him down in a thrusting motion, begging the other to fuck his mouth from above. He tasted so fucking good and seeing the little ass bounce up and down, leading his lovers cock deep into his throat caused him the pleasure. It was not long until he was lifting his hips off the ground and pushing his own prick into Kida's hungry throat. Sweet moans and cries of pleasure sounded from the couple in heat. He was bending and contorting to the rhythm of his heart's quickening pace. Between his hips moving slowly to edge the other on and his own head bobbing up to plunge the boy deeper into his own throat, he felt himself nearing the final stage and feed the boy his own personal milk. Breathing became uneasy, his chest heaving for air. His eyes glossed over as he pushed his hips up one final time, filling Kida's small mouth with a well sized amount of his milk. All the time, he felt his sweet lover's essence flood out and coat his tongue and he gagged, choking as he swallowed every last drop. Laying there, panting, Izaya could only lean over and lick the others tight anal canal, pressing his tongue inside, as his lips closed over the tight ring of muscle and sucked dearly on it. The boy's moans were music to his ears. Enough so that in seconds he repositioned the boy. He pinned him down and looked deep into his eyes and lowered himself between his pet's legs. Slowly, the head of his own erection was pressed to Kida's needing hole, breaking open the first barrier of tight skin. Rejection was futile as he felt the stiff head of his cock pierce him thoroughly and inch by inch be swallowed into the whimpering body beneath him. In moments, his dearly beloved uke had sheathed him entirely, laying there on his back, panting, tears of pain mixed with pleasure tainted his tender cheeks. Finally, Izaya had claimed the boy, inside and out. Kida was his to treasure until death did them part. He felt his cock twitch, begging for the tight friction, but all the romantic seme could do was lean over his lover, rock his hips ever so slowly and press his lips to the others as he pushed the boy into the ground with ever deep and never ending pleasurable thrust.
"I love you."