Erm… I wrote this on a whim past 2am so I guess you can expect this to be kinda um… random… Yeah, wait, no, that's not right. Anyway, thanks for reading :) BTW, the rating has changed to M from this lemon.
"I think we're going to have to skip dinner," said Nowaki as he pulled up to the parking lot of their shared apartment.
"EH?!" Hiroki leaned back in the passenger seat and hastily opened the door. No matter how fast his legs carried him, his boyfriend's height brought him to a disadvantage.
"Now, now," tutted Nowaki. "How about we take this elsewhere, hm?"
Without a second to protest, the shorter male was being dragged up into the elevators and into their apartment. His head ached as his body was slammed against the main door but was instantly forgotten at the feeling of his lovers' lips against his. A prodding tongue forced his lips open and he had no obligation to stop his boyfriend. The feeling of fingers working their way down his dress shirt aroused him much more than it should have.
"Bedroom," groaned Hiro-san as he humped his front against the towering man above him. The lust filled eyes he had turned him on so much.
"Of course," hummed Nowaki while dragging the professor into their shared bedroom. His arms worked fast to shove him onto the surface of their bed. Just the sight of the brunette before him made him feel dominant no matter the age difference. He had put that all behind ages ago.
"You need to be punished for embarrassing me like that," growled Hiroki beneath Nowaki. Between kisses, Hiroki felt his way down his lovers' chest, taking away his shirt, revealing the abs and chest he had missed dearly.
"Yes, Hiro-san," the raven head obeyed. Forcing him on his back from above, Hiroki kissed a path down from Nowaki's neck, sucking and lapping at the pale skin. Multiple bruises came to appear but that was what he was proud of. Mine, he thought, though would never be so submissive to say something like that.
Hiro's tongue licked around the pert nipple, not quite giving his boyfriend the pleasure he yearned for. Nowaki mumbled multiple times what he wanted, but that was punishment for him. Just until he felt like his heart was going to burst from the wonderful sounds he brought from the man underneath him, he bit. The loudest moan so far escaped from the doctor who instantly covered his mouth with his free hands to avoid it from happening again.
"Nah-ah," Hiroki shook his head. He forced Nowaki's arms down at the sides of his head, nipping at the hard flesh again. The sensei found himself getting more and more erect by the second. Without a moment to waste, he slurped his way down to the edge of fabric preventing more skin contact. Heat rose to his cheeks as he unbuttoned the jeans of his lover and looked up to see Nowaki's lust and loved filled face. Biting the metal zip, he pulled it down while keeping eye contact.
"Tease," gasped Nowaki at the sudden draft. Both his jeans and underwear were gone simultaneously. Monster, thought Hiroki, letting a cool finger trail up and down the length in front of him. Nowaki Jr. twitched in excitement from the light touch.
"What do you want, Nowaki?" asked Hiro.
"Blow me," he rasped.
"Hai." A following 'AAHH' came echoing through the bedroom as wet heat sheathed the length in sight.
"You've never been so… straightforward… Hiro-san… I like it…" Hiroki hummed in response, sending vibrations through the cock in his mouth. Nowaki arched his back through the pleasure, causing Hiroki to deep throat him for a moment. His mouth left the erection with the smack of his lips.
"You're not supposed to," groaned Hiroki. With that 2 second pause, Nowaki took this moment to flip their bodies around so he could finally tower over his older lover again.
"I'm sorry for embarrassing you," mumbled Nowaki with a smirk. His lips trailed the jawline of the brunette sending shivers throughout his body. "At least you're off tomorrow, hm?" he added with a smirk. Fingers pinched the hardened flesh on his chest roughly whilst marks were being made for the world to see.
"Who's the tease now?" Hiroki managed to say hoarsely.
"What do you want, Hiro-san?" Imitated Nowaki. He stayed silent.
"This was supposed to be punishment," was all he said in return.
"Do that later," compromised Nowaki. "I'm going to fuck senseless now." So honest, thought Hiroki. As the Kusama's tongue invaded the mouth of the sensei, this was a good enough distraction to hide the sounds and feelings of clothes being undone.
"Nowaki, you-" The feeling of being naked in front of his lover wasn't unusual, but every single time Nowaki did it so he wouldn't noticed made him go red and embarrassed all over.
"Calm down, Hiro-san," hushed Nowaki with a caressing hand against Hiroki's cheek. His free right hand caressed a different part though. Sliding up and down his thighs, around his hips, but not quite touching where he wished. "I'm guessing this isn't enough, hm?" Out of nowhere, Hiroki grabbed Nowaki's right hand, thrusted up his hips from the bed and groaned,
"Nowaki, fuck me now or no sex for a month."
"Yes, Hiro-san."
Carefully coating three of Nowaki's fingers with saliva, he let it go, allowing Nowaki to move on his own free will. His right hand finally trailed down to Hiroki's backside. A groan of frustration came from the brunette but not proper words were audible unless they were curses of pleasure.
"Nggh," groaned Hiroki as the first finger slid it. Saliva wasn't as good as proper lube but being the closet masochist he is, he didn't care. Silencing him, a sloppy kiss was placed against his mouth though sounds from his throat never ceased. The finger moved around slowly and once the muscles clenching around it relaxed, a second was added. Focusing on the feelings within him (literally) Hiroki felt them scissoring around, curling at certain spots. So close.
"NOWAKI!" Hazel eyes beaming, mouth hanging open, and back arched, Hiroki felt both pain and pleasure as his prostate was forcefully hit. He was just avoiding it, he knew. A third finger went through and the pain increased. That was the good thing about being a masochist, huh? The pain that brought pleasure. Those fingers jabbed at his prostate with each movement. They came fully out so he was empty, but before his walls could close back in, 3 full fingers were lodged back in him, hitting his prostate at full strength.
"I can't… Going to…" Hiroki couldn't even finish a full sentence. The pleasure was overflowing within him and tomorrow, he knew he wouldn't be able to walk properly.
"Nope~" sang Nowaki, pulling his fingers away fully. The approaching orgasm resisted and a whine sounded from his lover's throat.
"Stop being a tease and fuck me already," Hiroki demanded, hands slamming down on the bed.
"Aren't you eager today?" smirked Nowaki slyly. Without warning, Nowaki lined himself up so perfectly that even without lube of any form of lubricant could he slide into his lover.
"So deep…" groaned Hiroki through the sudden pain. It made him unconsciously bury his lover even deeper within him, a louder moan coming from muffled cries. Tears leaked at the corner of his eyes but that was what he enjoyed feeling as well. Masochist he is.
After a minute of so, Nowaki began moving, slowly sliding out, but thrusting his hips hard into his lover so every inch of his length was deep within the raw ass of his lover.
"Fa… Faster…" moaned Hiroki, his hips shoving upwards to meet Nowaki's timed thrusts. All resolves of making sure Hiroki wasn't in complete pain dissolved at the sound of his lovers needs. Quickening his pace, he fucked that ass long, hard, and raw till it became red. Feeling his climax nearing, Nowaki reached out to pump Hiro-san's neglected erection but a hand swat it away.
"Make me cum," whispered Hiroki, grabbing his lover by the neck and pulling him for a kiss. He straddled the man's lap, rocking his hips on his own to delay their release but not stop them completely.
"I love you, Hiro-san," muttered Nowaki as he bit the shell of Hiroki's ear.
"I love you too, Nowaki." With the extra skin contact at their chests, heat rose and neither of them could stop their wanton movements and cries. Lips crashed and tongues rubbed against one another roughly.
Abusing his prostate time and time again, Nowaki bit the most sensitive part of his lover's neck while giving him a hickey.
"NOWAKI!" whiteness sprinkled their chest as Hiroki's head tilted back. As his walls clenched around his lover's intrusion, heat built up against them and not a beat missed did his lover repeat his actions. With a last harsh thrust, Hiro-san's insides filled of cum and Nowaki went limp, his voice drowning away at the sound of his lover's name. Just as he was about to pull out, Hiroki forced him to stay put with a sloppy kiss.
"Stay with me," he demanded. Nowaki gently maneuvered them so Hiroki had his back against his lover who still hadn't pulled out. They lay on their bed together, naked, with the blankets pulled up.
"Happy Anniversary, Hiro-san," grinned Nowaki. "I love you, Hiro-san."
ANNIVERSARY! IS THAT WHY HE GOT THE DAY OFF? FOR THIS?! questioned Hiro internally, finally gaining back his senses.
"Happy Anniversary, Nowaki. I love you too," he replied with a sigh. How could he forget such an important date? The day they met was the day his life changed for good. Hiroki lay in peace in his boyfriend's arms. He didn't feel hungry from missing dinner or pissed because o Miyagi or slacking students. He felt happy, content, a feeling he never felt around anyone but Nowaki. His heart pounded heavily and his cheeks flushed red. But no one could do that to him except for Nowaki. Only Nowaki.
Third chapter coming up! I guess that lemon was shit since it was written so late. Anyway, that was just something to get a break from The Mortal Instruments for a bit. The next chapter will involve the university! Just a heads up for those of you who actually read this AN :)