Shizuo vividly remembered telling Roppi that he wasn't going to be dealing with him unless the kid apologized to Tom.
He did not remember saying that fucking atop the table was on the "this is how to get on my good side again" list. Then again, the brat was always on his good side and fucking on the table was definitely something that felt entirely too good to deny. Especially when Roppi clawed at his back, legs wrapped about his waist and squeezing him everytime he pushed back in. Shizuo looks down at the raven, whose head is cocked backwards and lips parted, there's a grin on his face- raven hues half lidded and then-
"Shizuo, wh-aah-what's with the face?"
You're kidding me. Shizuo thinks, frowning lightly. The raven giggles, voice cracking when he tried to inhale and speak all at once so now he hiccups; and Shizuo stops. He doesn't want Roppi to end up nearly fainting- again- the last time being quite embarrassing. He lets Roppi relax, still the hiccups and occasional giggle and laugh that fills the kitchen. When Roppi clenches tightly around his cock, he nearly cums right then and there-
"Shizuuuuu-kuunnn." Roppi drawls. Shizuo closes his eyes, tries not to let his erection flag down- he can't not when Roppi shifts his hips and fuckfuckfuck- Roppi suddenly gasps sharply; "I'm hungry-"
"You kidding me?!" Shizuo hisses; pulls out and then Roppi whines, claws at his arm and yanks him closer so Shizuo growls beneath his breath and tugs his boyfriends legs wider; shoves back in hard, which makes Roppi cry out with a ooh shizu-kun harder and Shizuo grinds against the smaller males prostate. "Fuck, fuck Kid shut up," he doens't mean to be cruel- just irritated that Roppi decides to talk now.
"N-no-"
"I'll stop," he threatens. Not like he could stop anyways. He's bordering an orgasm, swallowing excess saliva and gripping Roppi's legs tightly. Roppi whines when he says that, gasping out loudly and he ends up laying down against the table; begging "no no shizuo don't stop please" like a fucking mantra.
Shizuo grins, reaches for his boyfriends leaking cock and strokes him once before Roppi cums; tightens all too perfectly around the blond-
"Shizuooooooo," Roppi wails, a pout on his lips- "it feels grooossssssss."
Shizuo's head thumped against his boyfriends chest. He could complain, he could yell, instead he kisses the center of Roppi's chest and whispers, "I'll clean you up." Which makes Roppi happy.
...Tom still never gets that apology.