ShiroShipShipShipShip:
I am glad this story has made you love Yukio on a new level =D and If you want to draw him laughing you knock yourself out! I've adored all the pictures you've done for me! So it's your birthday soon? CONSIDER THIS AN EARLY BIRTHDAY GIFT! 10K WORD OF LEMONY GOODNESS.
Nico Zi:
No the Gin version and the story I am planning to write will be touching into the world of angst and Gin will be a dick. Essentially the way Gin treats Toshiro leaves a hell of a mess for Yukio to clean up when he comes along and tries to court him. Each chapter will be half Gin and Tosh and Yukio and Tosh. I'm happy with the story I've come up with and we'll see how well I can write it.
Sorry to cut off at the kiss ;) I promise this chapter will make up for it though. I am so glad you like the HitsuYuki pairing too though these boys are too cute for the world and I'm enjoying it so much, as always thanks for your lengthy review Nico!
Gieshaaa:
HAHAHAHA no one likes Kusakas sex skills HAHAHA! Maybe one day I will have Kusaka be the good guy just like I did in The prodigy, it might be refreshing to see again. We'll see =D The Sirius black bit had me giggling like a loony thanks for the laugh and thanks for the review Gie =D
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This chapter was proof read when I was half asleep, apologies for the mistakes and enjoy your 10K + worth of lemon. It nearly killed me.
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Yukio was leaning down, their eyes had closed and the blonds breath was dusting his face. The proximity alone was enough to send heat straight to Toshiros groin. He was waiting, basking in the closeness, his breath smelled of alcohol and there was something intoxicating about the scent. It was so potent he could practically taste it.
'Can I kiss you?' he breathed across Toshiros face, asking permission. Toshiro didn't think his mouth would work, didn't trust his tongue to come up with a comprehending reply so he brought one of his own hands up to lock it gently into the blonds hair and pulled his face down the last few inches to lock their lips together.
Toshiro had been waiting years. Spent countless nights and days dreaming about what this moment would feel like and even though he'd had quite the bit to drink, he was committing it to memory. Unlike his own, the boys' lips were warm and wet, like he'd just ran his tongue over them before kissing him. The feeling was erotic, literally, heat was pooling all up and down Toshiros body and their lips hadn't done anything more than just touch. He had to hide back a groan of longing, he'd waited far too long and the groan almost slipped by his lips when they were forced to part by Yukio opening his mouth. His breath was now flooding into his own mouth and then their lips were moving. Opening and closing in a gentle pace. Toshiro counted the kisses, the amount of times their mouths moved, opening and closing, the amount of times his breath snaked into his mouth. Toshiros hand was absently massaging the boys head, he was now completely hard and he didn't care. He needed this, he'd needed this for so long it was like finally being able to breathe after being trapped under water.
Yukio pulled back for a moment as they both breathed in deeply, he didn't go far though, moving his face to rub his nose gently against Toshiros and the prodigy sighed in content.
'You taste better than I thought,' without looking at him Toshiro knew he was smirking, 'your lips are just as cold as I thought too.' He leaned forward to capture them again and Toshiro sighed into the kiss. Yukio gently coaxed his mouth open again and this time his tongue slipped in, Toshiro tightened his hold in the boys blond locks to stop himself moaning. Really it would be indecent to moan right now, they weren't even doing anything yet, not really. Yukios hands were still innocently by his head and his legs beside his hips, no one was touching anyone anywhere and yet that wet appendage that now lightly traced the side of his own with its tip was drawing more heat out of Toshiros usually cold body. Toshiro kept his tongue stationary for a while as Yukio lightly traced over it, then tip met tip and Toshiro pressed back a little before the boys tongue tried to retract back into his own mouth. Toshiro gave him a moment, allowing both boys to swallow back the saliva that was gathering before he chased the tongue back down with his own. Invading Yukios mouth with his own tongue felt amazing, even better because the blond instantly responded and his own wet muscle came out to clash against Toshiros own. The kiss was picking up speed and heat now and their innocent lip locking had turned into a fierce battle between two of the most used muscles in the human body. Toshiro relented and allowed Yukio to capture his tongue gently between his teeth, gently sucking on it and flicking the tip with his own. Eventually though Toshiro had to yank his tongue through the boys teeth and back into his own mouth to try and catch a breath. Yukio pulled back for a moment, his lips not going very far as they both panted against each others lips, breaths mingling even more than they had done from the kiss.
Then they were kissing again and Toshiros mind was going into overdrive, perhaps it was the alcohol perhaps it was what they were doing but the sexy lip locks were causing some form of chemical reaction in his brain. For so many years he'd dreamed of this, wondering how Yukio would taste, how the blond boy would feel and even if this make out session went no further he was very glad he'd got to experience some of it at least. How many people in the world would pay everything they had to be in his position? He'd have happily been one of them, he'd have literally given up anything except Rangiku to end up exactly where he was right now; pinned to Yukios sofa with the blond hovering over him and the youtubers tongue in his mouth. The excitement and nervousness seemed to raging an internal war as he fought to try and keep the haze from engulfing him further. He was a fairly passive person when it came to anything sexual but something the blond had mentioned earlier seemed to be floating back. He'd mentioned he liked rough sex and an anxious anticipation had settled in his stomach as he thought about what that meant. Toshiro was almost curious to find out, though he'd never admit that out loud.
The blonds tongue had retracted back into his own mouth once again and this time he was happily sucking on Toshiros bottom lip which the prodigy noticed he was abusing quite greatly. He was biting it and running his tongue back along to sooth it and then returned to sucking again. The feeling was earning small whimpers from Toshiro, noises he knew he'd be embarrassed to make if it were any other circumstance or if he was even vaguely aware of what was going on. He felt his lower lip being returned moments later, swollen but tasting deliciously of the blonds own mouth as Toshiro lapped at it with his own tongue.
'God you've no idea,' Yukio mumbled, his mouth once again hovering just a couple of inches away from his own so that when he spoke his breath blew across Toshiros lips. 'No idea, how long I've wanted to do that.'
'I think I've been waiting longer,' Toshiro mumbled surprised to find that his voice worked and that he didn't stumble over his words at all. Yukio pulled back and was grinning down at him now, that one emerald eye half lidded but looking slightly amused as their gaze met.
'Oh right, eager fan? Just how long have you been a fan?' he asked and Toshiro could feel the heat rising in his cheeks again as he quickly shook his head. 'Please, please tell me? If you do I'll kiss you again,' as if to emphasise his point he leaned in close so their breaths were mingling once more and Toshiro groaned to himself. It would be impossible – he realised – for him to ever deny Yukio anything after this, especially if the boy was going to tempt him with his lips.
'Since you had about 100,000 subscribers,' he mumbled and Yukio leaned back and laughed.
'That's been years,' he looked very amused now and Toshiro closed his eyes as he willed the blush to go away. 'How long have you been thinking of me, in that way?' his voice had turned to that low sultry tone and he'd leaned back in again but Toshiro was strong! He shook his head, aware his glasses were slipping off his head as he did so. 'Please tell me?' he asked again pecking Toshiros swollen lips tenderly for a second time.
'Since-' Toshiro groaned and shook his head again but Yukio gave him another little encouraging peck on the lips. Toshiro could almost feel the boys smugness as he did so. 'Since you had about 100,000 subscribers,' he finally admitted and he felt Yukios head flop to the side as he laughed into the couch.
'You're so fucking cute,' he laughed and sit back up, 'I always said to myself I'd never date a fan but I have a feeling had I not pursued you even a little we'd not be here, so it's been pretty mutual for the last few months.' He brought his right arm up to gently run it through Toshiros hair, completely removing his glasses onto the couch as he did so. The feeling of those fingers tugging gently through his snowy locks had his eyes fluttering shut. 'Not to mention, you're fucking gorgeous,' he muttered that last part in his low sultry voice again.
Toshiro didn't say anything, he simply made a noise of content at the back of his throat as those fingers continued to comb through his hair. The hair threading stopped for a moment Yukios hand closed around his wrist sliding it up the couch above his head, Toshiro opened his eyes and glanced up wondering if the boy was going to pin the limb above his head when he felt the blond shift his weight so he could do the same with Toshiros other hand. Toshiro looked at him questioningly but did not remove his hands from above his head as the smiling blond reached up to pick up Toshiros glasses and gently put them back on his face. Blurry lines came into focus and Toshiro blinked curiously at the odd movements. Yukio sat back again, his legs still straddling Toshiros waist and examined his work.
'God,' he groaned, his eye flickering over Toshiros body eagerly. Travelling up to the hands now above his head down to where his glasses sat perched on his face and down to the rest of his clothed torso. 'You've no idea how badly I want you right now.'
Toshiro blinked up at him, his mind trying to fully comprehend what had just been said. He gulped as he processed it; Yukio wanted to have sex with him. He wanted to fuck him, this was more than Toshiro had expected when he'd agreed to come over. Yet he realised that he was fully prepared and even though his erection had started to die and even though he was nervous as hell, he wanted nothing more than to have the blond buried deep inside him.
'Take me,' he mumbled the horribly cliché line and felt heat rise in his cheeks as Yukio blinked down at him.
'What?' he asked dumbly leaning down to try and hear him better.
'I'm yours,' he mumbled a little louder this time, wishing the flush to leave his face and knowing he was fighting a losing battle. 'I always have been.'
Toshiro watched as Yukio sat back and a new look entered his face. His emerald eye was flickering over Toshiros body rapidly and it looked almost possessive. Toshiro swallowed thickly just as the blond made a rather animalistic noise at the back of his throat. His nostrils flared and his eye eventually met Toshiros again.
'Are you sure?' he was asking for consent, if he got it Toshiro wasn't sure if the blond would stop. Judging by the look he'd just received it seemed like Yukio wanted this just as badly as he did perhaps more so because he did not hold the reservations or shyness that Toshiro did. Toshiro took a few moments weighing up what exactly would happen if he agreed, well they'd have sex. Did he want that? Fuck yes.
'Yes,' he nodded fighting back the waves of anxiousness, 'definitely.'
'You're going to regret that,' Yukio chuckled as he slid his hands under the back of Toshiros legs and yanked him down so that Yukio was nestled comfortably with his pelvis pressing against Toshiros ass. 'I'm not Kusaka, I am rough and I know how to prolong sex, you won't be walking straight tomorrow.' He smirked, clearly trying to hold onto the last of his composure.
'P-promise?' Toshiro smiled shyly back at him and watched as he threw back his head and laughed loudly around the apartment; that laugh that was inexplicitly Yukio. The sound went straight to Toshiros heart, the sound of a happy and healthy Yukio Hans the stunningly gorgeous youtuber. He'd do everything and anything to continue to hear that, to see the boy smile to have him be happy.
'I promise,' he let his voice fall smoothly back into that sultry sexy tone as he leaned back down over Toshiro and captured his lips again. Being denied his lips for so long resulted in a much more satisfying kiss when he came back in Toshiro realised. It was like tasting him for the first time all over again and he had to wonder if it would always be like that? Would he always be so lucky to have the sensation of kissing Yukio feel like the first time every time?
Yukio too soon was leaning back again and Toshiro felt himself trying to follow his lips eagerly and frowning when they went out of reach. He fixed his glasses which had gone askew on his face during the lip locks.
'Well now,' Yukio smirked as he brought a hand up to Toshiros cheek and ran his thumb across his lips wiping away any moisture left behind by the blond. 'You're wearing far too many clothes for my liking right now, so that must be corrected asap.' He removed the hand that had been gently touching Toshiros face and the prodigy felt the heat leave too as the hand moved to the base of his black polo shirt. The blond slipped his two hands under it and began to pull it up. Toshiro quickly sat up and kept his hands elevated above his head as the polo shirt was pulled off and tossed onto the floor behind the couch somewhere.
The room was warm as he fixed his glasses once more on the perch of his nose, pushing them up with a finger as he went to lie back down on the couch. He wasn't at all embarrassed by his upper torso, Yukio had already seen it. Still the blonds' eye devoured the sight before his two hands came to Toshiros jeans.
'W-wait,' Toshiro quickly reached down and grasped his wrist causing Yukio to pause and glance up at him. 'I- aren't you?' he pointed to Yukios fully clothed body and the blond made a face.
'I'll take my top off, that's all you're getting,' he finally said after a few seconds of silence and Toshiro scowled.
'You do realise to have sex that we both have to be naked right?' Toshiro wasn't quite sure where his sass had come from and it seemed to catch Yukio off guard a little too as he smirked down at him.
'Ohhh, really? Nah I think I'll leave mine on.' He reached down to grasp the hem of his t-shirt and pulled it up over his head. Toshiros teal eyes went wide, drinking in the sight. He had seen the boy topless in videos and even when they played poker but this was different. He was so close, too close to that lavish muscular frame. His stag necklace dangled down around his neck as he threw his long sleeved shirt over the couch to join Toshiros on the floor before bearing down on the younger male. 'Besides, I want to take my time exploring your body,' his eyes flickered up and down his body once again and Toshiro found that he couldn't really argue with this. He wanted the blond to explore his body too.
'I-' he felt stupid for bringing this up, not really sure if the blond would even care. 'If you're expecting… a Renji sized dick…' he muttered and the blond burst out laughing once more.
'No one, is Renjis sized did you see that thing? I'd have said it was photoshopped but I saw it with my own two eyes.'
'You mean eye,' Toshiro glanced curiously at where the blond hair covered his other eye as Yukio went about lazily popping the button on his jeans and lowering his zip. 'Can you seriously see with your left eye under all that?'
'Of course I can, it's a bit disjointed but look,' he leaned down very close to Toshiro and the prodigy resisted the urge to shut his eyes at the proximity. He tried to gaze through the mop of blond hair and he gasped. He could see his eye! It was faint but it was there, which meant all this time Yukio could probably see out from under that messy fringe. 'Told you,' he mumbled and Toshiro let the shock wash away being replaced by awe as he realised that the blonds muscled torso was now dangerously close to pressing against his own. Toshiro brought a hand up between them and briefly touched the muscled chest when the blond removed it and pinned it above his head.
'Oh no you don't,' he chuckled his eye sparkling with mischief. 'I'll maybe let you touch me once I'm done abusing every inch of your skin with my mouth.' He glanced down between them as he spoke, and Toshiro slumped his head back on the couch. He didn't like this game.
'Hurry up,' he muttered and Yukio chuckled as he sat back up and brought his hands into the waistband of Toshiros jeans.
'You stopped me to tell me you didn't have a Renji sized dick remember? That wasn't my fault.'
'No but it's true,' he mumbled the flush coming back to his face now that he was reminded about it. 'If you're expecting me to be well equipped… you might be disappointed.'
'Toshiro you're tiny, as far as adult men go you're miniscule I kind of had an idea that you wouldn't exactly be packing,' he smirked and began to tug down his jeans. Toshiro whimpered but lifted his ass off the couch to allow the blond to pull them down anyway. He realised that Yukio was removing both his boxers and jeans all in one go and felt an embarrassed heat creep up his neck as he soon exposed to the boy. Yukio didn't stop to examine him but instead took his time removing his socks too.
'You can keep your glasses,' Yukio muttered, 'they stay on.' Toshiro nodded his head in confirmation as the blond now took to openly staring at him.
'It's bigger when it's erect I promise,' he tried to say but Yukio took no notice instead he was smiling as he lightly began to trace a finger from under Toshiros belly button downwards. Toshiro swallowed thickly at the feeling, he subconsciously began to spread his legs a little, rather invitingly to the blond and blushed furiously when he realised he'd done it. Yukio was smirking at him, that obnoxious finger was tracing down dangerously close to his dick before slipping sideways and moving down towards the inside of his left thigh. The small movements were drawing blood to his groin though and Toshiro watched the greedy look cross Yukios face as he started to go hard right in front of the blonds' very eyes.
'That's such a beautiful sight,' the Californian voice drawled and Toshiro was almost glad the blond was staring at his stirring length than his own face which he was pretty sure was the colour of a slapped ass. He didn't reply back to the blond as the finger now changed route and slowly and delicately ran up his semi hard member. Toshiro closed his eyes against the feeling, feeling it twitch eagerly at the blonds touch and only opened his eyes when he felt the couch stir. Yukio was lowering himself down in between Toshiros legs and the boy was suddenly feeling very self conscious and a lot more exposed, where the fuck was his head going? Was he looking for treasure or something? Soon a pair of lips had attached themselves onto the inside of his right thigh and Toshiro let a small noise slip his lips. It was a cross between a gasp and a moan and he felt the lips suck a deep bruise onto the spot.
Then the lips were kissing up and over his thigh, stopping to suck and nip on the delicate flesh that connected his thigh to his lower abdomen. Toshiro bit his lower lip in a bid to stop himself making any noises though his body twitched a little as the blond began to kiss close to where his length was now laying against his stomach and fully erect. Yukio was torturing him, this was torture. Those lips kissed and grazed up his stomach and around his erect member before kissing back down the other side. He stopped to suck another harsh spot somewhere in that general area as Toshiro let a small whimper escape his lips. He could feel Yukios smile against his skin, clearly proud of whatever work he was carrying out down there while Toshiro just wished desperately to be touched. Yukio had contented himself by kissing back down the inside of his left thigh now, his hands had circled over Toshiros thighs and were gently grasping them.
'Nnggg,' Toshiro gasped when he saw the blond move away and felt him gently trace the tip of his noise up his twitching member. He then began to gently nip his way back down his length earning small gasps as those teeth grazed the sensitive flesh and plump lips caressed the areas with small tender kisses as he worked his way slowly down and back up the length. He placed a chaste kiss at the very tip and pulled away to sit back up earning a noise of frustration from the prodigy.
'God I want to remember this moment forever,' he sighed as he gazed down at Toshiro. The prodigy tried not to scowl at the moment of sentiment as the blond took in the sight of him fully erect, legs spread invitingly and his glasses perched on the end of his nose as he gazed down at Yukio. As he sat there staring his hands had started to move, long fingers massaged the inside of his thighs gently and slowly worked their way up and over stomach. Toshiro closed his eyes and let his head slump back against the feeling. Those fingers seemed to be teasingly leaving his length alone as he carried out his work and when the blond spoke again it was clear he was smiling. 'You're not that small.'
'I'm smaller than you,' he grunted back.
'By like an inch, chill out, stop being so self conscious I think you're gorgeous.' He crawled across Toshiro so that his stag necklace was brushing against Toshiros chest and soon his lips were hovering back over Toshiros own. Like a hungry child Toshiro reached up to capture them, wanting to desperately move things along a little. His lower half was in dire need of attention and he wanted to get to the actual act of having sex. The heat emitting from Yukios bare chest was toxic and Toshiro could feel it infiltrate his own skin, warming him up despite the zero bodily contact. Soon Yukio was pulling away, that smirk back on his face as he ran his thumb across Toshiros lips once again.
'Sit up, I want to see this ass of yours,' he muttered and he leaned into the side of the couch allowing Toshiro room to get up. Toshiro blinked and fixed his glasses once again after the kiss as he pushed himself into a sitting position. 'Get on your knees,' Yukio instructed and Toshiro was a little confused but did as he was told. He brought his legs around and sat on his knees looking over his shoulder at Yukio who was still watching him. The blond allowed his body to slip down so he was lying flat on the couch and to avoid being removed, Toshiro straddled him, with one leg over his chest and facing away from him. The blond sat up eagerly and Toshiro soon felt himself being pushed forward so that his arms were on either side of Yukios legs as he glanced back at the blond. Yukio was now cupping and massaging his ass cheeks roughly, running a thumb down the crease and over his entrance that twitched at the attention.
'This, has got to be the tightest, most toned ass I've ever seen. It's not even remotely flat.' On the last work Yukio gave a rather harsh spank to his right cheek which earned a gasp from the prodigy as he closed his eyes. His glasses slipped down his face as Yukio went about abusing his backside quite extensively. Lips had began to kiss every inch of his right cheek, pausing only to suck harshly on the flesh and Toshiro knew he was leaving plenty of marks before moving onto his other cheek. Toshiro was only vaguely aware of the blonds own obvious erection hidden in his jeans. Toshiro desperately wanted to reach between them and unbutton his jeans and pull them down so he could see the blonds beautifully erect member but his arms were now shaking with his own lustful haze as the blond continued his assault on his ass. Then Toshiro felt two strong hands on his hips pulling him back. As the blond lay flat against the couch he pulled Toshiro on top of him and the prodigy yelped in embarrassment as he tried to get away but the hands were too strong keeping him in place. The heat in his cheeks was radiating and he felt exposed as he practically sat on the blonds face. A lot of this was forgotten the moment a tongue began to gently press against his entrance. Toshiros head flew back at the feeling, he'd never had anyone ever do this to him before and he was torn between enjoying it and feeling incredibly self conscious. He closed his eyes and tried to relax against the feeling as that wet appendage wormed its way inside him. Yukio clearly got the sense that maybe he wasn't enjoying it as much as he should and soon the tongue was removed and Yukio slid down a little lower, lifting Toshiros hips a little as he gently took one of Toshiros testis into his mouth. That earned a moan of approval, and the noise tore from Toshiros lips before he could stop it.
Encouraged by the noise the prodigy just made, Yukio gently lapped at it with his tongue while it was engulfed in the warm wet cavern. When he was done abusing one he moved onto the other but by that point Toshiro was slumped forward, his head resting somewhere between the blonds thighs.
'Y-Yukio,' he gasped into the boys legs as he sucked lightly on his other testicle the blond paused for a moment when Toshiro said his name and the prodigy whimpered. 'D-don't stop,' he mumbled and he heard the blond chuckle a little as his testicle was removed from the hot cavern. A gentle tongue tenderly traced around its circumference and Toshiro felt his eyelids droop lazily at the feeling. Then the blond was moving again, pushing Toshiro back up onto his knees as he slid his body up from under him.
'Hearing my name come from your lips like that,' Yukio drawled from behind him somewhere, 'is really fucking sexy.' Two strong arms were soon gripping him and he was flipped back over onto his back with his knees folded, the blond spread them wider than Toshiro would have liked but at this point the prodigy was too far gone to really care.
'But,' Yukio continued as he leaned down over Toshiro with a smirk on his face. 'I'd rather hear you screaming it.' He muttered as he brought his hand to his mouth and Toshiro watched him lick his own fingers rather seductively before reaching back down and pressing the first against Toshiros entrance. Toshiro let his mouth fall open at the feeling, his head falling back into the couch and his glasses slipping back up his nose as he did so. He knew where this was going, he knew that the blond was about to penetrate him. He could feel a nervous excitement in his stomach a feeling he welcomed as his hands attempted to grasp any section of the leather couch that he could. The blond slowly pushed forwards and Toshiro felt the finger inch its way inside. The intrusion was welcomed and something Toshiro had done many times when masturbating alone. The blond didn't stop until it was in all the way up to his knuckle and leaned forward to kiss Toshiros left knee that was bent.
'You okay?' he asked and Toshiro nodded, he hadn't realised that his mouth was still open and he quickly closed it.
'Yes,' he mumbled as the blond removed the finger and pushed back in, Toshiro felt his hips trying to rock with the movement of their own accord, trying his best to stop any needy whimpers from rolling across his lips. 'You can add more fingers now.'
'Alright calm down you sex lunatic,' Yukio chuckled sarcastically and removed the finger before adding a second. He began to pup them in and out and Toshiro let a small moan part from his lips.
'Nnnggg, Y-Yukio,' he was beyond impatient. Surely they'd been at these activities for hours now. Surely and Yukio still wasn't fucking inside him yet.
'Does that feel good babe?' he cooed again, kissing his knee and Yukio clenched his jaw at the pet name. He wasn't sure how he felt about it yet but he was hardly in a state to deeply comprehend its meaning right now.
'Y-yes,' he gasped, as the fingers began to pick up the pace.
'Tell me how good it feels.' Yukio encouraged and Toshiro could almost hear his smugness.
'It'd feel, a lot better,' he mumbled, 'if you added another finger.'
'Sassy,' he pulled out and soon three fingers were pressing against his entrance. This time the pain shot up Toshiros back but it was nothing new to him and he overcame it by looking down at the sight of the blond boy of his dreams' hand driving in and out of him wildly as he pumped the three digits.
'F-fuck,' he hissed at the sight, his cock bouncing against his stomach as Yukio began to curl the digits inside him. 'Y-Yukio!' he knew exactly what the boy was searching for and Toshiros hands could not find an anchor quickly enough when those fingers thrust against his prostate. His nails racked across the leather couch, his head flew back and his back arched off the couch as a loud moan tore from his lips. 'Nnnnngggh, f-fuck!'
'Found it,' Yukio was practically laughing at this point and Toshiro glanced down at him through blurry eyes. How could he be so calm? Wasn't he itching to get out of those jeans? How could he stand it? Toshiro didn't get a chance to dwell on these thoughts too much as the blond began to roughly abuse the newly found spot deep inside him. Toshiro was soon reduced to a mewling moaning mess. His toes curled, his back arched and his hair was sticking to his forehead from the sweat of their activities. The blonds' uneven and slow rhythm interjected with sporadic moments of fast paced pumping was causing Toshiro to lose all control. Soon Toshiro couldn't even open his mouth, couldn't speak because of what was being done to him. Instead he simply made noises at the back of his throat, aware his brain and tongue were now totally useless. God did he want the blond to touch him, he needed to be touched so badly. Apart from a few nips and gentle kisses the blond had not once touched his cock and it was leaking on his stomach, bouncing with every harsh thrust against his prostate and begging for attention.
He couldn't really speak to try and tell the blond what he wanted because he was now reduced to a sweaty mass on the couch so instead he reached down with one shaky hand and tried to guide Yukios free hand towards him by clutching it and pulling. Yukio looked a little amused and yanked his hand back when he saw what Toshiro was aiming to do.
'Oh no you don't,' he smirked. 'Look at the state of you,' he laughed and Toshiro groaned as he tried to glance down at his aching length. 'You're going to pop the moment I push inside you I know it.' Toshiro felt the three fingers being removed and he whimpered at the loss, his entrance clamping around nothing. 'I'll be right back,' the blond slipped off the couch and walked away and Toshiro followed him with his eyes before glancing back down. His penis was engorged much larger than normal when he was simply touching himself, it was a vivid dark red as all the blood in his body seemed to be pouring down to it. He gulped knowing full well the boy was right and slumped his head back onto the leather. He groaned losing his patience then heard the blond making his way back into the room and walking around his couch stopping to stare at the sight for a while.
'I'll never get over this sight,' he mumbled and Toshiro huffed. He was now very impatient and he reached down with his own hand to grasp himself. He let an audible gasp escape his lips but Yukio was on him before he could start pumping, removing the hand away. 'Don't you dare finish off all my hard work,' he laughed as he put something on the stone fireplace; a bottle of lube. 'Besides like I said, you'll pop the moment I start pushing inside you.' He slowly reached down to pop the button on his own jeans and undone the zip. Toshiros mouth had gone dry, it was about damn time. He wanted to see the boy, fully erect and ready to bang him. He made a slow, teasing show of pulling his trousers down and through the silk fabric of the expensive looking boxers Toshiro could see his hard length tucked up towards the right side of his stomach. Soon the blond began to push these down and inch by inch he was revealed to the eagerly awaiting teal eyes.
Yukio had been right, he was about an inch bigger than himself but a bit thicker too and he took his damn time removing his clothing before casting it out onto the floor somewhere. He crawled over Toshiro and lowered his hard member so that it was pressed flush against his own earning a small moan of need from his lips. That moan was soon swallowed into Yukios mouth as he crushed their lips together and the kiss was much more passionate and needy than ever before. Yukio was clearly beginning to lose his incredibly gifted self control as their teeth crashed together in the kiss, he continued to grind his pelvis into Toshiros and soon the prodigy had to break away to let another throaty moan escape.
The blond turned to the side and grabbed the lube, Toshiro could feel movements but his eyes were now closed, glasses askew on his face which he couldn't correct. He couldn't correct because his hands were busy grasping onto an edge of the couch somewhere as he tugged and scratched at it to take his mind off the fact he was sitting on a peak and could fall at any minute. Then two strong arms were wrapping themselves around his thighs and hoisting them up.
'I want you to watch,' the blonds breathing had increased and as Toshiro finally opened his eyes he glanced down to see Yukios determined face. His jaw was set and any traces of his usual humour seemed to be gone, his eye was dark with lust and his chest was rising and falling heavily. 'I want you to watch as I push inside of you,' he was certainly holding Toshiro in a position that would make it visible to the Prodigy who whimpered at these words. He glanced down to see the slightly larger males well lubed member rubbing against his entrance. A small groan escaped his lips at the sight and as soon as his eyes were locked onto it Yukio began to push inside. His initial reaction was to throw back his head and moan loudly but Yukio called his attention back and stopped pushing until he was watching again. With much difficultly Toshiro glanced back down and watched the sight of the blond boy slowly pushing into him. The feeling was overwhelming, he was much bigger than three fingers and though there was some pain there it was knocked away the moment the head of his penis pushed against his prostate. It all happened so fast, he'd been ready to pop at any moment.
'Nnnnggghhh!' he moaned loudly, unable to form words, as the sight and feeling sent a wave of pleasure shooting up his spine. His eyes closed, his back arched and he felt himself release, coming hard up his own stomach and chest. His muscles contorted and he was sure he heard Yukio swear. When he started to come back down from the high he was panting heavily, his vision was blurry and he was aware his own release was covering his chest and stomach.
'Fuck,' Yukio groaned and Toshiro noticed the boy was gritting his teeth. 'That was so fucking hot to watch,' his eyes travelled from Toshiros face down to his now softening length and back up to his face again.
'T-that,' Toshiro whimpered realising his mouth was barely functioning, 'took… too… long,' he grumbled and Yukio chuckled mercilessly at him.
'Hey, your complaint about your ex is that he came too fast remember?' he chuckled and bent down kissing at Toshiros neck as if trying to make it up to him. Toshiros chest was still rising and falling far too quickly. 'Besides look,' he glanced down between them and Toshiro looked down, his cheeks heating up instantly. 'I'm now fully inside you, it was a good distraction.' He smirked but Toshiro could see some of that self control of his crumbling.
'How… do I feel?' Toshiro panted, wanting to see if he could force the blond to give him a couple of dirty words as he lay there boneless and pretty much at his mercy.
'Amazing,' Yukios face scrunched up as he said it and he leaned back in to continue kissing at Toshiros neck which the prodigy tilted to the side for him. Yukio then began to move, slowly pulling himself out and then short thrusts back inside that had Toshiro hissing into the room. Yukio had mentioned he liked rough sex so Toshiro couldn't understand why he was going so slow. Sometimes he'd wait a few seconds in between thrusts as if he were trying to keep Toshiro guessing, his thrusts were interjected with harsh sucks and bites to his neck and shoulders but Toshiro didn't care all that much. Then two strong arms circled under his back and Toshiros eyes went wide as he was hoisted from the couch up into the blonds arms. Instantly he clung onto him, hoping he wouldn't be dropped or fall. Yukio held him quite low so that as he walked around the couch they were still connected though the blond had come out of him a little bit.
'W-where are we?' Toshiro tried to ask as he glanced around.
'Kitchen, I need a snack.'
'Are you fucking serious?'
'No I'm fucking you,' he grinned down at Toshiro who scowled up at him. He was lowered down onto a lower counter of the kitchen bunker and he frowned.
'Serious- ahhh!' just as Toshiro had opened his mouth to speak the blond gave a harsh sharp thrust directly into him that had him closing his eyes and moaning.
'Now look, you've got me covered.' Yukio hummed and Toshiro opened his eyes to see some of his release from earlier now sticking to the blonds' stomach. Toshiro opened his mouth to retort but the blond gave another sharp thrust back into him and his head rolled back onto the bunker with another moan. Heat was now pooling back down towards his groin and the blond pulled out just as his member was getting half hard. Seriously? What the fuck was wrong with this guy?
Toshiro groaned at the loss and watched as the blond walked around the kitchen, picking up a wash cloth and running it under the warm water before cleaning himself. Then he turned towards Toshiro and did the same thing. The feeling of the warm cloth against his skin was actually a little exotic, he'd never had anyone ever clean him before. He glanced up curiously into the blonds face and he looked pretty pleased with himself. He took the cloth away and dumped it into the sink, it was then that Toshiro realised where he was lying.
'Don't people eat off here?' he practically scowled, his Monica Geller hygiene persona kicking in.
'Just me,' Yukio smiled as he opened the oversized American double fridge and stuck his head inside it.
'I should get down,' Toshiro tried to worm his way to the edge of the bunker when Yukio closed the fridge sharply and glared at him.
'Don't you dare,' he quickly made his way back over and Toshiro frowned.
'You have to eat off here and I'm covered in sweat.'
'I've literally had my tongue inside you,' Yukio spoke a hint of amusement in his voice. 'And you think I'm bothered about the fact you're sweating on it a little?'
Toshiro didn't really have a reply to that but he did feel his face heat up at the memory of what had happened around an hour or so ago. He brought a shaky hand up to fix his glasses on his face and felt the blond pushing him back down onto the bunker, his face incredibly close once again. Toshiro naturally closed his eyes at the proximity and eagerly leaned forward to capture the boys' lips which were met with a greedy groan from the blond. Toshiro felt the heat return to his groin, it had been the first time Yukio had made a sexual noise and it just sent shivers up and down him. He'd been waiting so long to hear the blond, to see him, to feel him and it was all happening. The kiss was sloppy and when Yukio pulled away Toshiro had to fix his glasses again when he heard something. An unusual noise of a canister sounded and something cold and damp caused him to jump. He glanced down to see Yukio spraying a trail of whipped cream up his cock and he practically choked on air.
He didn't even have anytime to say anything about it before the blond had started lapping it off himself. The contrast of the cold whipped cream compared to Yukios hot warm mouth was something quite incredible and Toshiro felt his own mouth part slightly at the feeling. He'd rose back up onto his elbows when he'd captured Yukios lips and he stared down at the blonds work just now with hungry eyes. Yukio had the can in one hand and would suck and lick the cream off before applying more. He never once took Toshiros length into his mouth but once he was done abusing the sides he sat back and put a decent sized splodge clumsily on the head of his cock before setting the can down. The blond licked the cream off his fingers then bored down taking the entire head into his mouth.
'Nnnnh, Y-Yukio fuck!' Toshiro fell back against the bunker, his elbows giving out from under him as the hot cavern enclosed him, sealing the cold cream all around his cock and into its slit. The blond was soon swallowing the cream down and swallowing around Toshiro at the same time, his tongue swirling around to capture any of the white fluffy substance he may have missed. His tongue slipped gently into the slit and Toshiro arched off the bunker practically forcing more of himself into Yukios mouth. The blond pinned his hips, his tongue eagerly searching out the last traces of cream and took a few moments to scrape his teeth against Toshiro as he bobbed up and down.
When he pulled away Toshiro groaned at the loss, he was left panting and gasping at air as he glanced down between them. He was one again so close to coming and yet the blond had still not done anything about himself. Yukio lifted the can and did the same thing, putting more of the cold white substance onto the head. The contrast was unreal and the cold cream against his skin earned an involuntary hiss from the prodigy. It didn't last long before he was being engulfed again and he could feel the pressure building in him once more. To add to the pleasure Yukio pushed three fingers back inside him, curling them once again and it took him no time at all before he found that sweet spot of his that had his back arching off of the bunker once again.
'Fuccccckkkkk,' he hissed, all decorum gone now as he began to sweat all over the bunker once more. 'Y-Yukio I-can't,' he gasped, ''m gonna…' he barely had a chance to finish when he felt the pinnacle of his pleasure being reached. His muscles convulsed once again, waves of pleasure shooting up and down his body as it arched off the bunker and he felt himself releasing into the swallowing mouth of the blond who eagerly drunk it down. He continued swallowing around Toshiros member long after the smaller male had gone limp on the bunker, his limbs practically shaking to the point it felt almost uncomfortable when he finally released Toshiro.
'Hmmm,' the blond removed his fingers and Toshiro winced a little at the loss. That skilled tongue of the blond was lapping at his mouth capturing traces of cream that had escaped around the edges. 'Okay, so I've concluded that cum doesn't taste that good with cream, I think something sweeter might be better.' His head was turned back towards his cupboard as if he was trying to figure something out and Toshiro hissed. It was good to find that his mouth still worked.
'I-if you're… planning on c-covering me with… peanut butter or something…' he panted but managed to heave himself to shaking elbows to glare down at the blond. 'I'm leaving.' Yukio was watching him with a very amused expression before he threw back his head and laughed.
'Alright, no peanut butter, can we at leastdiscuss Nutella?'
'Another day,' Toshiro mumbled slumping back down onto the bunker. He was beyond spent and yet… and yet Yukio hadn't had a single orgasm. He'd had two! 'Give me a moment… then I can…'
'Then you can what?'
'Return the favour.'
'Oh no you don't,' he chuckled and Toshiro looked back down at him confused. 'We ain't done yet sunshine,' Yukio had crawled over him and was grinning into the side of his face. 'I want to give you my apartment tour, you've seen the living room and the kitchen.' Toshiro scowled at him, weren't they having sex? At least they had been at one point.
'Aren't we… aren't you going too?' Toshiro looked back down at the blond, he was still very much hard and the sight caused Toshiro to gulp thickly. He really wanted the blond back inside him, he wanted the blond to fuck him until he came inside him.
'I'm going to give you the apartment tour in orgasms,' he chuckled and soon Toshiro felt his arms encircle him again and he blushed furiously as he was pulled into his arms.
'You can't be serious?' he scowled as they made their way towards the hallway.
'Well minus a couple of places, such as the main bathroom is under construction and since I don't want anything penetrating you but me we'd best avoid all the nails and bits of wood in there.' He was grinning as he made his way towards a room door. 'Also I don't think hallways count, it's also a bit too cold just now to do it outside so those places can be missed.' He kicked the door open, pausing to hoist Toshiro further up with only one arm supporting him like he weighed nothing as the other quickly switched the light on before helping to support him again. Toshiro instantly felt a temperature difference with this room and he glance around to see that it was very obviously a studio.
Toshiro was lowered down onto a desk as he continued to look around him eagerly. The walls were bare and the floor was laminate, all of it was adding to the lower temperature of the room. Toshiro didn't mind, he liked the cold but the blond shivered a little and Toshiro tore his eyes away from a large green screen wall and expensive looking lighting equipment to gaze up at the blond. He instantly rubbed his hands up the blonds' arms and the blond leaned into the feeling, nuzzling into Toshiros neck. Despite them having done all the things they had been doing up until this point, he was sure this was the most intimate they'd actually been.
'You know,' Toshiro started a faint smile in his voice, 'you'd warm back up again if you started fucking me.' Toshiro had brought his legs up to the desk and was spreading them as he spoke, he felt the blond take in a sharp breath before turning around and eagerly searching out Toshiros lips as the smaller male continued to try and rub some warmth into the larger male. His lips were met eagerly with Toshiros own and they shared a kiss that heated both of them. What started as a simple opening and closing of the mouths soon turned into a full blown fight between two wet muscles as Yukio happily pinned Toshiros tongue down and sucked the life out of it, leaving Toshiro to moan into the kiss. As this was happening Yukios arms came down to grasp at Toshiros hips and very soon the blood was shoving all the way back inside him in one go. Toshiro broke away from the kiss to gasp as pleasure and pain shot up and down him. Not having had the blond inside him for a while meant he could feel every inch of that glorious appendage push its way back inside his body.
'Y-Yukio,' he groaned grasping at the blonds strong shoulders as he shook a little in his arms. Yukio went straight for his neck, nipping at the flesh and stopping to suck a large portion of it into his mouth as he did so.
Soon the blond had set about a steady rhythm, long and slow thrusts soon had Toshiro gasping and mewling on the desk as his bodies sweat ravaged this new surface area of polished wood. As the prodigy fell into rhythm with the youtuber, he was lifting his own hips to meet every single thrust of his partners, rolling his body for maximum effect that soon had even the blond coming undone. Pants began to echo around the room and at one point Yukio actually turned and moaned loudly into Toshiros ear. The sound was so blissfully beautiful that heat started pumping back down to his groin and he felt his mouth go dry. The moan wasn't what he had envisioned the blond to sound like during sex at all, he was sure the sound would be a little higher pitched given the Californian accent was a lot chirpier than their Scottish accents, however it wasn't. It was low, rugged and almost animalistic and Toshiro realised that it sounded way better than anything he could ever have dreamed up.
While they were busy fucking, Toshiro glanced over the blonds' shoulder and spotted a large tripod set up complete with a luxurious and expensive looking Canon camera. Toshiro instantly halted his movements as he blinked at it, it was pointed directly at them and he swallowed thickly. Sensing his partner had become a little distracted Yukio turned to follow his gaze.
'It's not on.'
'O-okay.'
'It could be if you want it though?'
Toshiro almost hit him as the cheeky blond grinned at him, his dishevelled blond spikes even more dishevelled than usual and Toshiro realised it was because one of his own hands had crept up to entangle into his hair. He gulped and slackened his hold on the silky locks, marvelling at how they felt under his fingers. Yukio pulled his hips down so he slipped back down against the desk and gave another sharp thrust in at the same time.
'Nnnnnghhh- fuck!' Toshiro moaned loudly, the sound reverberating around the studio room.
'I'd love to record this,' the blond panted pulling out slightly so he could reach down with his mouth and abuse Toshiros left nipple by sucking on it harshly. The prodigy was in the middle of fixing his glasses for the umpteenth time when he gave another harsh groan at the feeling.
'M-maybe another time,' he panted back and Yukio stopped to glance up at him, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
'Really?'
Toshiro realised he'd never ever be able to deny the beautiful blond anything ever, because that face was too heart warming to pass up.
'I-I said maybe,' Toshiro narrowed his eyes and Yukio smirked.
'Would I have to do something for you in return?' Yukio asked as he slowly made his way back up the smaller males body while sliding further back inside him. Toshiros mouth fell open at the feeling, the slow incredible feeling of being filled.
'M-maybe,' he panted, surprised his voice still worked.
'Like make you orgasm four times in a row?' Yukio was nuzzling into his neck and gave a shallow thrust back in with his hips that had Toshiros eyes rolling back into his sockets and his toes curling in response. At this point he wasn't even sure his body could keep up with sperm demand and he was sure if he were to orgasm again there would not be a single thing to come out.
Toshiro wasn't even sure if his jaw would work to reply now when he jumped at a loud sound of a drill. Yukio laughed as Toshiro practically leapt into his arms, his heart was hammering in his throat and all he could think about was; HOUSE OF SHADOWS!
Turns out it was a mobile phone vibrating on the harsh wood of the desk and the sound being magnified by the echo-y room. Yukio kept Toshiro firmly in place with one arm wrapped around him and reached over with his other. Toshiro glared at him, if he was going to answer that- click.
'Hello?'
Unbelievable. They were in the middle of something. Toshiro pushed his glasses back up his face while glaring indignantly at the blond.
'Hey Tyler! Nah I'm up, what you doing?'
What the fuck was wrong with this dick? Seriously? They had other things they were doing. Yukio was clearly very amused by the abashed look on Toshiros face and kissed his nose tenderly as he listened to whatever Tyler was saying down the phone.
'Nothing much, just having sex.' There was a beats silence and Toshiro could hear the other older male laughing down the phone. 'Seriously,' Yukio confirmed with another kiss to Toshiros nose as he pulled out and pushed back in. 'Hang on I'll put you on loud speaker-'
'Don't you fucking dare!' Toshiro hissed at him but too late he'd already pressed the button and now Toshiro couldn't say anything or Tyler would know it was him and not Ichigo.
'Is this the boy you've been talking so much about on your channel?' Tyler was asking with an amused tone, something rustled and Toshiro was sure he was eating something. Great, what the fuck? Yukio pushed him back down against the wood and pulled back out and thrust all the way back in. The sound of flesh slapping on flesh sounded around the room and Toshiro threw his head back in a soundless moan.
'Yes it is,' Yukio tried to keep the pant out of his breath as he went about a new rhythm and Toshiro wanted to just fucking die of embarrassment. His hands reached for the phone, he'd hang up himself but the blond was over him in a matter of seconds and pinned his hands down on the desk above his head. Toshiro glared at him.
'Okay I call Toshiro,' Tyler laughed down the line.
'What m-makes you say that?' Yukio asked, he'd now climbed up onto the desk to keep his grip on Toshiros hands as the smaller boy tried to squirm free.
'Because of the way you've been speaking about him to me recently,' Tyler was definitely munching something as he spoke and his words drew Toshiros curiosity. So Yukio had been speaking to Tyler Oakley about him? He grinned a little but that grin was wiped from his face the moment the blond started to set about a new steady rhythm for them. Toshiro tried to hold back his grunts and groans but the more the blond thrust the harder it became. Soon the blond was barely able to reply to his friend at all.
'If y-you stay on t-the l-line long enough,' he panted practically between each thrusts, 'y-you'll maybe find o-out,' he grunted the last word and Toshiro could see now that the blond was close. Yukios hair had begun to stick to his forehead with sweat and Toshiros toes were curling as the force of the rather rough sex caused the desk below them to grunt and groan against the laminate flooring.
'Jesus and here I was thinking you may have been joking but you're actually fucking him aren't you?' Tyler laughed and Toshiro felt a whine leave his mouth. It was clear neither Yukio nor Tyler were going to be hanging up and even though the prodigy bit his lip in a bid to keep quiet he knew it would only be a matter of time. Once Toshiro had been put into a state of incapacitation Yukio let go of his hands long enough to hoist his hips up and moulded him in a way that allowed the blond boy to slam directly into his prostate with each thrust. Toshiro choked out a loud moan and closed his eyes, his entire body going boneless as Tyler chuckled.
'That didn't sound like Ichigo to me,' the boy drawled, 'this sounds kinky can I video call you instead?'
'D-d-d-d' Toshiro gave up but he hoped the glare he sent the blond boy was enough.
'Don't t-think h-he'd appreciate that,' Yukio panted back his cheeks flushed a beautiful rose colour that contrasted beautifully with his deep emerald eye and golden blond hair.
Toshiro couldn't keep quiet any longer, with every single thrust against his prostate he was coming undone and Tyler Oakley, the legendary youtuber was hearing every second of it.
'That's definitely not Ichigo,' Tyler was beyond smug now as he happily munched away on whatever he was eating.
Neither boy could speak now they were both far too close and Toshiro could only moan loudly to let Yukio know that he was nearly there, god was he nearly there. Pushing Tyler to the back of his mind he felt Yukio reach between his legs and wrap his hand around his painfully neglected member giving it a few harsh tugs and-
'Y-Yukio!' he moaned loudly into the room, his hips rolling up to meet the blonds thrust as his whole body froze. His muscles clamping hard and painfully around the blond, sucking him in deeper as Yukio gave another animalistic groan and Toshiro felt him explode inside him. Hot thick liquid was oozing from his ass as Yukio pulled out and Toshiro realised even though he'd had an orgasm himself nothing but a couple of droplets had come out.
'Bravo,' Tyler was offering them a round of applause from down the phone. 'That sounded really hot.' He paused for a few moments and Toshiro could feel the embarrassment catch up with him as he waited for a beats silence. 'Hi Toshiro,' Tyler called softly down the phone and Toshiros whole face went red in a matter of seconds.
'He's blushing so badly right now,' Yukio chuckled, 'and it's adorable.'
'You're both fucking hot I can only imagine what you look like during sex,' Tyler laughed, 'anyway I should have hung up ages ago I was just curious and now I've confirmed my claims I can go and locate my bottle of lube happily now.'
'Alright man,' Yukio laughed, 'catch you later.'
'Bye,' he called and then hung up and Toshiro wanted to hit the blond. He wanted to hit him and yet couldn't move a muscle it was a horrible predicament to be in. Before Toshiro could open his mouth to retort however he was being hoisted back up into the blonds' arms and scowled at the feeling of the blonds come leaking from his ass. It was not a pleasant feeling.
They went to investigate Yukios large walk in wardrobe where Toshiro was placed down on a large plush carpet, trying not to panic about carpet burns. He adjusted his glasses once again and watched as Yukio stood up and wandered around one of the corners and out of view.
'What's your favourite colour?' Yukio asked and Toshiro huffed on the floor.
'I'm not talking to you,' he called back.
'Is that because of that phone call?'
'Why do you have another phone anyway?' Toshiro scowled, remembering now that the model he'd seen in the studio was different to the usual one the blond carried.
'Work phone,' he said as he came back around the corner and dropped to the carpet to crawl over him. Toshiro glared up at him and felt the blond tug his hands together and bind them with something. He glanced up and spotted a lavish and expensive looking teal tie. 'It matched your eyes,' he muttered as he nuzzled into Toshiros neck. Those nuzzles soon turned into kisses and light sucks against his neck. They lay for a long time just kissing, Yukio exploring Toshiros neck, collarbone and chest with his tongue and soon Yukio was ready for another round. He slipped easily back inside Toshiro as they lay on the lavish plush carpet of the floor, his sperm from before making excellent lube. Toshiro was beyond exhausted, beyond spent and he hoped that Yukios idea of an orgasm in every room was a joke. Though he was appreciating the total care and dedication that Yukio placed into this, it was very clear the blond was not as lazy as Toshiro had perhaps pegged him to be. He was very clearly a hard worker if his continued pounding against Toshiros prostate was anything to go by.
Clearly Yukio must have realised how difficult it would be for the two of them to actually orgasm in every room and soon he'd hoisted Toshiro back up into his arms and carried him off towards one of the spare bedrooms. Toshiro was glad, the pounding on the floor was resulting in a minor carpet rash on his back.
'The other two don't have furniture yet,' he groaned into Toshiros neck, 'so no point in showing you them.' Toshiro was thankful but he could also tell it was clearly because the blond was a little exhausted too. When they worked into a steady rhythm of fucking on the guest bed it took a long time for Toshiro to get hard again and even then it felt like his body was too tired to do it properly. Yukio was hard though and despite his lack of full on erection, Toshiro could still appreciate the feeling of the blond thrusting deeply inside him. Yukio was bending him in ways he didn't even know he could he bent and flipped him onto his stomach to fuck him on all fours too at one point.
When Yukio pulled out to flip him back around Toshiros glasses were skewed over his face and he didn't bother correcting them, arching his back off the bed as the blond shoved all the way back inside him in one go. Toshiro took a moment to marvel at the beautiful noises being elected from his partners lips as he climbed closer to that peak once again. Clearly the blond seemed determined to try and draw the pleasure out as much as he could but as he reached down between them to tug once again on Toshiros cock he realised too soon that the pleasure had been drawn to it's maximum point.
Toshiro came undone for a fourth time that night but with nothing to release the feeling was almost painful or would have been if it were not still for the delightful feeling of his muscles contracting followed by a beautiful moan from the blond as he tried to pull out in time to stop his own orgasm. The nights events would not allow him speed however and he pulled just as he hit that critical point releasing over Toshiros ass and his own groin instead of inside him.
'C-crap,' he chocked falling back on his ass on the bed as he panted. 'S-sorry, I tried to pull out in time.'
'Don't worry about it,' Toshiro panted. He could fall asleep then and there he was so goddamn spent. 'I-can't again… I can't,' he mumbled and Yukio seemed to nod in agreement. They'd been at it for a couple of hours by this point and Toshiro was sure none of his limbs would be working.
'Me either,' the Californian boy chuckled, 'even though I'd love too, I could happily just be inside you all day everyday,' he mumbled and Toshiro would have flushed if he was not so damn tired.
Yukio slipped off the bed and exited the room without a word and Toshiro was left watching the door. Waves of exhaustion were crashing over him, he felt giddy with his own tiredness and his muscles were twitching. He was covered in sweat and Yukios release and he wanted nothing more than to wash and sleep for an eternity.
Soon Yukio padded back into the room, he looked just as exhausted as Toshiro felt but he grinned broadly down at him and held his arms out.
'C'mon handsome,' he mumbled and Toshiro swallowed and allowed himself to be hoisted into his arms once more. The mess of his privates was begging to get cleaned and he just hoped wherever they were going now had a towel of some sorts. Yukio lead them to his room which was cast in a semi dark glow, meaning that Toshiro couldn't see the room properly. Yukio stopped to carefully pinch the glasses from Toshiros nose and place them down on the side table. Toshiro had to marvel at the fact the boy could still keep him securely in his grip with one arm despite the fact it could quite easily be 4am and after all they'd done. Then Yukio was leading him to another room and Toshiro heard the sound of running water.
As he brought him into the bathroom Toshiro sighed contently at the steamy hot air that circled his tired body. The large walk in bathroom had a ceiling shower and soon Yukio had walked the two of them right into the middle of it, stopping to catch Toshiros lips in the middle of the downfall.
Toshiro kissed him back as eagerly as he could manage despite his lethargic state and felt the blond lower him down. His legs were shaky and they barely worked but the blond was helping him to support his weight as he stood for a moment then he moved away.
The only person other than his parents to ever clean him was Rangiku when he was very ill. He'd normally let her wash his back and arms and neck and legs when he was ill but he was too shy to let anyone else do it. Now he was too exhausted to stop the blond. Yukio had seen every single inch of his body anyway and explored nearly all of it with his tongue so Toshiro didn't see the point in getting self conscious now as Yukio went about cleaning his own mess from the younger man. Toshiro practically groaned as the feeling of cleanliness washed over him. It was like heaven had come to some a long term sinner. As the small sponge was dragged across his groin and his ass Toshiro would have felt turned on but not now, every muscle was begging him for bed before another round. His balls were aching at their lack of sperm production time and he flinched at the thought of what he'd feel like in the morning. Or what he'd look like. He was sure that the blond had left bite marks littered all over his skin, from his thighs to his ass to his chest to his neck and possibly even his arms.
'There,' Yukio chuckled, kissing his cheek as Toshiro stepped out of the flow to grab a towel and coax his limbs to work well enough to drag it loosely over himself and through his hair. He'd taken his best attempt at drying himself before his arms gave way and the towel slipped from his fingers as his brain fogged over, thinking of nothing but a warm bed and Yukio snuggled beside him. Soon a strong dry arm was wrapped around his waist and leading him to the bed back in the room. Toshiro didn't need to be told twice as he slipped into it and felt the weight of the blond as he did the same. Yukio pulled him close and Toshiro snuggled against his chest as an arm wrapped around his waist.
'Goodnight beautiful,' Yukio mumbled into his ear, 'I'll see you in the morning.' Toshiro wasn't sure if he'd even have the strength to reply. His lids were heavy and his mind was already clouding over with sleep as he fought to stay awake long enough to at least offer the blond something.
'Nigh,' it was even a full word but it was all his brain could manage as sleep practically attacked him like a fat boy to a chocolate cake.
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