"Ah, ah!" Hiroki gasped as he wrapped his bare legs around Nowaki's waist. Nowaki bounced him slightly as he stumbled towards the guest bedroom, blindly kissing him. They found the guest bedroom after a few moments of confused running around, and Nowaki rushed inside, kicking the door shut behind him. He barreled into the bed like some sort of crazed bull, shoving Hiroki down and vigorously grinding and thrusting against him.
Hiroki wrenched his lips away after a minute or so, shuddering as Nowaki immediately lowered his head and devoured his neck.
"Take off your clothes first! Take them off!" Hiroki hissed. Nowaki obediently shoved himself away and began wrestling with his turtleneck.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuck," Nowaki chanted to himself as he reeled around, getting caught in his sweater. Hiroki, meanwhile, writhed on the bed in need, eyeing the candy cane lube that sat on the sheets beside his head.
"Hurry up, you damn idiot!" Hiroki barked, raising his head after a few minutes of waiting for Nowaki.
"My shirt's caught!" Nowaki whined. Hiroki grimaced at his idiot fiancé as he thrashed around in his sweater.
"You're stretching it out," Hiroki groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose. "If you're going to get so horny just by seeing a lousy ribbon on my cock, then jack off more often!"
Nowaki finally yanked his sweater off and whipped it to the floor. He panted gruffly, his bare chest glowing in the moonlight. His hair was a mess, his eyes were wild, and he was hunched over like a starving wolf.
Just what Hiroki wanted to see.
Nowaki practically ripped his pants and boxers off, not even fully out of them before launching himself at the bed and pouncing on his fiancé. He took Hiroki completely into his mouth, deep-throating right off the bat and reducing Hiroki to a writhing, moaning mass upon the bed. The tip of his nose hit the jingle bell ribbon, making it ring in time to Hiroki's cries.
Hiroki couldn't remember ever being this aroused.
Nowaki's hand that wasn't holding Hiroki's bucking hips down began groping around the bed, searching for something. Hiroki, through his pleasure-induced tears, glanced down at Nowaki's hand. He grabbed the candy cane lube next to his head and handed it down to Nowaki. Nowaki took it, and his restraining hand on Hiroki's hip fell away for a moment. Hiroki thrust upwards, earning a grunt from Nowaki.
Hiroki smelled the spicy-sweet fragrance of the lube a split second before a hand grabbed one of his legs and shoved it to the side.
"Oh, GOD!" Hiroki screamed as two fingers were thrust into his entrance at once. They slammed into his prostate, then pulled out to slam into it once more. Hiroki's lips stretched open into a silent scream as strangled cries ripped out of his throat. He arched his back completely off the sheets, beads of sweat running down his sides.
He was on fire, trembling and thrashing his head back and forth in agonizing ecstasy. He wanted more, more heat, more wetness, more friction.
"More… more!" Hiroki choked between high-pitched moan-screams. A third finger entered his warmth and joined the others in the powerful pumping. Nowaki paused his thrusting for a moment to twist his fingers inside of Hiroki, drilling up into him.
"Uhmm," Nowaki groaned around Hiroki's shaft. Hiroki's eyes snapped open and he thrashed violently against the sheets. His choked moans finally cleared into a shrill scream.
"NOWAKI!" he shrieked, coming hard into Nowaki's mouth. Nowaki greedily drank every drop, sucking harder to draw out every spurt. Nowaki released him, strings of pearly seed hanging between his lips. Hiroki's member, still rock hard and showing no signs of softening any time soon, twitched as Nowaki's saliva and excess seed dribbled down the shaft. Hiroki panted breathlessly, cooling his heated face against the sheets.
"Hiro-san, I'm going to be rough," Nowaki warned, withdrawing his fingers from Hiroki's entrance with a naughty squelch. Hiroki nodded vehemently, his eyes half-lidded.
"Hard… do it hard," he rasped. Nowaki scrambled up onto his knees between Hiroki's spread legs. He grabbed Hiroki's waist and yanked his little fiancé to him, ramping his lower body up his thighs.
"Hiro-san, I can't-" Nowaki began in a snarl. Before he could finish, he thrust into Hiroki with one animalistic jerk of his hips. Hiroki fisted the sheets and yanked, nearly ripping them as he screamed towards the ceiling. Nowaki slammed into Hiroki without mercy, gritting his teeth and squeezing his eyes shut. He bent Hiroki further and further, until his lower body was completely vertical. Hiroki had no idea his little body was so flexible until his calves were pressed into the bed on either side of his head. Nowaki straightened and drilled into Hiroki from above, thrusting so deep that Hiroki was afraid for a moment that his appendix would burst. The bells on his collar and ribbon rang out with his cries, arousing him even more.
"So f-fucking good!" Hiroki wailed, tears of pleasure streaming down his face. He clawed the backs of Nowaki's hands where they held his calves down. "Ah, ah, ah! Mmmah! Ah! Oh, G- FUCK! Ah!"
"Hiro-sa-! I'm gonna co-" Nowaki began. He gritted his teeth and Hiroki felt him twitch inside his warmth. The sensation sent Hiroki rocketing over the edge, and he came with mountain-moving force, ivory jets of semen spattering onto his face and chest. A fraction of a second later, Nowaki pulsed up into his little fiancé, releasing his essence deep inside. Both of their orgasms lasted for what seemed like days, until they went limp. Nowaki didn't pull out, but he let Hiroki's lower body sink back down onto the bed. He lapped up all of the seed on Hiroki's face, grooming him until he was clear of all evidence. He scooped his arms under Hiroki's shoulders as Hiroki's hands slowly released the sheets and relaxed against the bed.
They panted into the crooks of each other's necks, inadvertently twitching every few seconds.
"That was worth the wait," Hiroki breathed. Nowaki nodded into his shoulder.
"I had no idea you were so flexible, Hiro-san."
Hiroki huffed and rolled his eyes.
"I'm not. My back is going to be a wreck tomorrow."
"Sorry."
"It's fine. It feels good now, and I'm all about instant gratification."
"Hehe, it's cute when you use big words. It turns me on."
"Fuck you."
"Yes please."
They lied together in silence, their minds content but their erections still throbbing and ready to go.
"I'm not letting you sleep at all tonight," Nowaki said after a pause.
"As if I'd let you sleep, either. But we're not brats anymore… well, I'm not at least, and we can't just fuck each other like wild animals all night. I mean… we should alternate… maybe tone it down a bit every other round…" Hiroki trailed off, blushing. Nowaki looked up, smiling gently.
"Are you saying that you want me to make love to you?" Nowaki whispered, reaching up to stroke back a lock of his beloved's chestnut hair. Hiroki lifted his arms to coil them around Nowaki's neck. He craned his neck to press a kiss to the side of Nowaki's mouth.
"Yes," he breathed. Nowaki turned his head slightly to capture Hiroki's lips, pressing him back down into the bed. They kissed slowly as Nowaki gingerly rocked his hips, a silent apology to Hiroki for being so rough. His movements warmed Hiroki from the inside, not with desire and lust, but with passion and love. Nowaki pulled away with a small smack.
"Hiro-san, I love you," Nowaki murmured, reaching up to comb Hiroki's hair back. Hiroki smiled up at him, tightening his hold ever so slightly.
"I love you, too," he replied. He shut his eyes and tipped his head back, feeling an orgasm begin to slowly pool in his abdomen. He sighed in pleasure, his eyebrows furrowing a little.
"Hiro-san, I'm almost there," Nowaki whispered. He kissed Hiroki's eyelid.
"Me too."
Nowaki trailed his kisses down Hiroki's cheek and to his mouth. His tongue slipped into his little fiancé's mouth without resistance.
"Uhn," Hiroki whimpered, trembling as he felt his peak begin roll downwards.
They continued to move together, the sound of skin sliding against skin almost relaxing. Hiroki splayed his fingers over Nowaki's broad back, lightly digging his nails into the perspiring skin and silently notifying Nowaki of his approaching climax.
"Nn," Nowaki moaned into Hiroki's mouth.
A moment later, they were coming together, more of Nowaki's liquid love spilling into Hiroki's warmth, and Hiroki's seed splashing up onto his stomach. They quivered with the intensity of love that passed between them as they rode out their orgasm.
They came down long after they had finished releasing, sighing as they pulled away from their kiss.
"You are beautiful," Nowaki whispered, cupping Hiroki's face in his hands. "You're absolutely amazing and perfect. I couldn't live without you."
Hiroki blushed with joy, and trailed his hands down Nowaki's chest, craning his neck to kiss Nowaki once more.
"You're the perfect one. You're gorgeous. I couldn't live without you."
Pink tinted Nowaki's cheeks, and he shut his eyes.
"You say I'm the embarrassing one…?"
"You're only embarrassing because you say those things all the time. You know I mean it when I say it," Hiroki chuckled. Nowaki grinned and opened his eyes once more.
"I mean it when I say it, too. You just need to be more direct and confident, like me," Nowaki murmured.
"Doesn't it feel more special when I say it, though?"
Nowaki's eyelids lowered with unrestrained adoration, and Hiroki smiled back up at him, his eyes beckoning.
"I hope you don't mind, but… I think I'm going to make love to you one more time."
Hiroki shut his eyes, blissfully awaiting Nowaki's kiss.
"I was thinking the same thing."
