"Sousuke…" A coarse and dense moan drags through the air with un-filtered need and desperation. There is a kaleidoscope of pleasure fluttering along maroon red eyelashes, clumped together with the most exquisite and somehow dainty, crystal clear tears.
Sousuke lets a harsh groan roll off his kiss swollen lips, every thought solely focused on his Rin. The velvet rich moans that slowly caress the air, the way his muscles ripple against the strain and euphoria of being so intimate and close with Sousuke, the way Rin's rosy, plump tip produces bead after bead of pre-cum that races down his curved and engorged sex. Sousuke's hands grip tightly against the jut of the red head's hipbone and squeezes, purposefully applying enough pressure to bruise significantly.
Rin… Rin… Rin…
With every beat they moved tightly in synch with each other. Every deep thrust from Sousuke yielded a sucking force that drew him further and further inside Rin. Sousuke felt like sobbing everything was so perfect. Years and years of devotion and doting and finally the opportunity to latch and cling onto Rin forever presented itself. Everything he had ever kept locked up deep inside flourished hotly and wrapped itself possessively around Rin. To be honest his shoulder was starting to scream out at him in pain. But none of that mattered because right now… Everything he had to offer was Rin's.
He didn't mean to act on his impulses. Never really meant to selfishly divulge himself in the pleasures he had long been aching for that resided only with one person. Rin Matsuoka. He wanted to bask in everything that was truly Rin, his scent, touch, and taste, regardless of how fleeting.
"So-oh-suke…" Rin's voice penetrated through the air and permeated around the small space the bottom bunk allotted to two very grown and well-endowed teenagers.
Everything was burning hotly deep within the pool of Sousuke's gut. Oh he would devour Rin, every ounce of tender vulnerability the red head offered to him. With his hands and lips he would completely unravel his hot headed childhood friend. Bit by bit he would strip him of his shame and allow him the ability to just truly feel without clamming up into himself. Guarding the soft inner tendrils of Rin's soul, his very essence.
Rin without his cool exterior or competitive personality, would always engulf the teal calm blues of Sousuke's eyes with deep scorching red passion. Without any pre-deposited thoughts of protecting his soft, inner side, Rin was able to just feel. When Rin started to regain the smallest bit of shame, he would struggle away in embarrassment, only to be lured back into the waiting arms of his dearest friend. Sousuke felt the thrill of hunting. Of course his Rin would never give up without a fight.
But perhaps that is what drew Sousuke to Rin in the first place. The very first time they laid eyes on each other in the pool, they were soaring through the water like birds in the sky. With care and guidance Sousuke learned and divested in everything that was Rin. His undisputed devotion had been planted that day. A seed that had long since consumed him with the need to utterly spoil and wreck his rival in every way imaginable.
At the time that they were younger the seed simply festered with childlike admiration only to bloom later in high school into an insatiable craving. The ultimate catalyst that launched his determination and set his sights and dreams into the professional world of swimming. The entire reason for every action. The reason for his borderline sadistic demeanor flourished from the bonds forged long ago. The sadistic and almost troubling need to spoil and fill every moment of every day with Rin. He was so lost in those scarlet orbs.
Even as the oceans ripped apart their physical and tangible bound, the memories and promises vaulted Sousuke to push for victory and invest every ounce of his being into training and ultimately launching himself to over exertion. Teal eyes had set their sights on the international podium, one in which he longed with such desperation to see those scorching pools of fire at his side.
It was fate that ripped and clawed that dream from the very skin on Sousuke's back. His shoulder gave. He wanted to cry to the heaven's deep frustration lacing his normally calm and relaxed voice. Everything that he had wished for and dreamed of was slowly slipping from his fingers. Just like Rin once did when he left for Australia. Sousuke would never ask him to stay. He couldn't stand in the way and selfishly demand Rin to not go. But looking back he very much so wish he had. Not to burden Rin's progress as a swimmer, but to keep his best friend to himself in an almost dark way. He wanted to reclaim his position as irreplaceable and suitable to stand at Rin's side again. Regain his confidence in their precious friendship. Regain the time they lost when Rin transferred to Iwatobi.
"Rin..." Sousuke's voice cracked softly, eyes welling up with tears that threatened to rain down upon the red head's skin. With every thrust of his hips passion radiated from Sousuke who poured his feelings into every movement, every tender caress and harsh grip flourished from the feelings that had festered for far too long inside the brunette. His injured shoulder was tender, flushed, warm to the touch, as well as heavily agitated, but none of that mattered right now.
As things had always been the only concern and focus revolving around Sousuke's mind, was Rin. He changed his grip slightly pulling Rin closer and readjusted the angle. Pulling Rin's hips towards his own Sousuke let his inhibition fly at the window and claimed Rin as his own. The change of position, regardless of how slight allowed Sousuke to sink deeper within the red head. Heady groans and hitched breaths harmonized, creating a symphony of ecstasy.
Euphoria danced gloriously down Sousuke's spine, bolted through his veins and traveled deep into the base of his member. Pearlescent beads of pre cum were milked from Sousuke with each thrust, each pull of Rin. Sousuke was so lost.
"Sous—AH! There!" Rin's thighs tightened around Sousuke's hips as his back arched gracefully off the bed, his toes curled as small tears of pleasure raced down his cheeks, Rin was breaking. Breaking in the most glorious and euphoric of ways. He felt vulnerable and open, yet for some reason it fed his arousal rather than dousing it.
"Rin…" Sousuke practically growled as his hips snapped forward aiming for the spot that lit Rin's nerves afire. They were falling apart, drowning in each other, suffocating on each other's musk strong in the air, it was intoxicating…
Sousuke's warm palm encased itself just below the sensitive hub of nerves at the tip of Rin's weeping length and languidly, tortuously slow, slid down the thick girth in his hand. Rin's eyes shot open as his mouth opened in a silent cry his hands possessively gripped the dark grey sheets below.
Rin's sharp teeth glittered in the dark room.
A pulse of excitement raced down Sousuke's spine as he imagined those teeth nibbling at the head of his profusely leaking cock.
"Oh Rin… You have no idea just what you do to me…" His voice was husky and low as he leaned in to whisper into Rin's ear who in turn shivered, red eyes bright, glassy, and blown, dilated even further at the sound of his best friend's voice. Like prey in the jaws of its hunter. And Rin wouldn't have it any other way.
Sousuke pulled back and their eyes locked. The brunette's eyes darkened considerably as his tan fingers dipped into the sensitive slit of Rin's plump head, pre cum sticking to his finger as he pulled away to wrap his hand tightly around Rin's girth stroking him at a languid pace. The gorgeous way his member twitched against skilled hands was addicting. Rin's hips thrust upwards seeking more, but Sousuke refused to comply, he wanted to torture Rin just a little, make him feel every stroke. Every pump and twist… The red head couldn't keep the small mewls the poured from his mouth. It was too much. Too perfect.
"Rin… you're mine." Sousuke's voice dipped impossibly deeper, his lips latched onto a gorgeous clavicle and sucked harshly marking his territory.
"Sousuke…" Rin's eyes fluttered shut as an intense wave of heat coiled around the pool of his gut causing a spurt of fluid to leak out of his weeping length currently at the mercy of his best friend.
Sousuke groaned deep his eyes following the fluid as it slowly dripped down his fingers. Everything was almost too much to bear, and yet somehow something was missing. Sousuke was teetering at the very edge of his release and he wanted more. More of Rin. He was selfish as the waves of pleasure crashed against the shores of his mind. On a particularly deep thrust Rin surged forward and sunk his teeth deep into the meat of Sousuke's uninjured shoulder, and that was it they were both cuming. Rin lurched and jerked as Sousuke's hand clutched his overly sensitive penis and rapidly milked every milky white rope of cum from his body.
Muscles clenched down deliciously onto the head of Sousuke's engorged penis and his essence poured into the sucking warmth that surrounded him so completely. The deep penetrating bite of Rin's teeth sending him gloriously over the edge.
They basked in the afterglow of the most intense orgasm they had ever experienced, both exhausted. Sousuke collapsed onto the bed beside Rin, both shoulders screaming with pain.
"I'm so sorry Sousuke I didn't real—" Rin's voice was silenced as tanned lips connected to his own in what Sousuke hoped would be a comforting manner.
"Rin it's ok." He smiled as they pulled away the skin on their lips sticking together slightly.
And for some reason in that moment Rin truly believed that everything was ok.