"Wow, look at this! There's a floor with a casino on it!"
Hiroki was seated in bed with his legs folded to the side as he flipped through a brochure. Nowaki was behind him, his arms behind his head as he rested on pillows propped up against the headboard. He had put his boxers back on, but hadn't bothered to put on anything else
"Mm…" Nowaki hummed. "Sounds like fun."
Hiroki went to the next page.
"Oh wow… they have a pool! On the boat!"
"Yeah…"
Hiroki felt Nowaki's hands on his shoulders, his thumb massaging the nape of his neck.
"Hehe, I'm glad I went with the bigger ship for the cruise. The ship you were looking at was a lot smaller than this!"
"Mhmm…"
Hiroki shivered as Nowaki's lips began planting open-mouthed kisses all over his neck.
"Mm…" he hummed, lolling his head to the side to give Nowaki better access. "You're ready for round two already?"
"Of course. How could I not, with my sexy babe of a husband sitting right here in such a lewd outfit? Plus, I promised you I was going to fuck you good and hard, didn't I?"
Hiroki flushed crimson as Nowaki reached out and slowly took the brochure out of Hiroki's hands. Nowaki returned his hands to Hiroki's shoulders and rubbed, his lips once more descending onto Hiroki's heated skin. Hiroki slumped back into Nowaki's arms, allowing him to ease him down onto the bed. Nowaki licked his lips and danced his fingers over the ruffles of Hiroki's lingerie panties.
Rather, what was left of them.
"Mmm… I have an idea. Can you wait here for a few moments, Hiro-san?" Nowaki asked. Hiroki tilted his head against the sheets.
"Uh… sure. What do you need?"
Nowaki didn't answer, and instead got up from the bed to retrieve his tuxedo pants and pull them on. He zipped them up before going back to the bedside.
"You'll see. I'll be right back," Nowaki whispered in a sultry voice. He trailed a finger up Hiroki's neck, then gave his chin an erotic tickle. Hiroki shivered and could only watch as Nowaki swept from the room, stopping by the bathroom to grab something before he left.
Hiroki sat up and ran his hand up and down his leg. He wondered what Nowaki could possibly get at one in the morning.
"Mmm…" Hiroki hummed, reaching down between his legs to absentmindedly touch himself. His member twitched in response, slowly hardening under Hiroki's flitting touch. His eyelids lowered as his strokes became more controlled and pleasurable.
However, just as he began leaking pre-cum, he heard the sound of the keycard unlocking the hotel door. Hiroki hastily released himself just as the door opened. Nowaki walked in, quietly shutting the door behind him. His eyes traveled down to Hiroki's stiffened manhood, and he smirked in knowing.
"What did you get?" Hiroki asked innocently as Nowaki walked to the bedside table and set down a large, cylindrical container. Nowaki didn't answer him, and Hiroki gazed up at his husband questioningly. "Nowaki…?"
Without warning, Nowaki pushed Hiroki down onto the bed, earning a gasp. Nowaki grabbed Hiroki's stockings-clad ankles in one large hand and pushed them up and back until his bottom was fully exposed. With a sharp smack, Nowaki spanked Hiroki, earning a yelp.
"You're so naughty, Hiro-san… touching yourself without me…"
"Nn…" Hiroki moaned, wiggling his hips.
"Sit up."
Hiroki barely had time to react before Nowaki released his legs to grab his wrist and yank him up into a sitting position. Hiroki folded his legs under him and let his knees splay. Nowaki wrapped his arms around his hips and lowered his head to swirl his tongue around the dripping tip of Hiroki's erection.
"Ah…" Hiroki sighed, tipping his head back and resting a hand on the top of Nowaki's head. Nowaki took Hiroki in deeper.
"Uhn," he grunted.
"Oh! Nowaki!" Hiroki cried out, slouching forward slightly and gripping fistfuls of black locks in both hands. He tipped his head back as he slumped over Nowaki's head even more. Nowaki sucked harder, taking Hiroki in to the hilt.
"Mmm…"
"Oh! Uhhn, ah! Mm, nn, mmah!" Hiroki moaned, his abdomen clenching spasmodically against Nowaki's head. "Nowaki… Nowaki! I'm gonna come!"
Nowaki abruptly pulled away. Hiroki gasped at the sudden chill against the taught skin of his organ.
"Nowaki, why did you stop?" Hiroki asked breathlessly. Nowaki looked up and snaked an arm around Hiroki's waist to put a supporting hand on his back. He reached behind him and reached into the cylindrical container, pulling a large ice cube out of it.
"You need to be punished," Nowaki whispered.
"What is the ice cube fo-" Hiroki began. His voice cut out with a squeal as Nowaki licked the ice cube before pressing it to Hiroki's nipple. Hiroki tried to lean away, but Nowaki's hand on his back kept him firmly in place. Hiroki writhed as Nowaki circled the ice cube around his soft nipple to harden it. "Nowaki!"
Nowaki lowered Hiroki back down onto the bed and licked one nipple as he circled the other one with the ice cube. Droplets of icy water dripped down Hiroki's side, making him gasp and moan as he rolled his hips in need. Nowaki trailed the ice cube down Hiroki's body, pausing at his belly button to dip into it.
"Spread your legs."
Hiroki shuddered at the sound of Nowaki's firm voice and obeyed, lifting his legs high enough so he could hold them by the knees. He pointed one foot at the ceiling and pinched his lips together as Nowaki ringed his entrance with the ice cube. Just as Hiroki was beginning to realize what Nowaki was going to do with it, the ice cube was suddenly shoved into his entrance, making spots of white appear behind his eyelids.
"Ah! Ahhhn! It's melting!" Hiroki cried, the muscles of his insides fluttering and clenching around the ice cube as it seemingly squirmed inside of him. Cold water spilled out of his entrance and dribbled down onto the bed.
"Next time, wait for me before you masturbate."
Hiroki whimpered and nodded his head jerkily.
"I'm sorry…"
There was a short silence, during which Hiroki squirmed as the ice cube got smaller and smaller inside of him. He felt a warm hand trail up this calf.
"Shit, I can't play the mean seme anymore," Nowaki said softly. He climbed up onto the bed and moved in between Hiroki's spread legs, pushing the front of his pants and boxers down as he did so. He smiled and lied on top of Hiroki, kissing his shoulder.
"Mmn… uhh…" Hiroki sighed as the last of the ice cube melted and he could finally let his legs fall back onto the bed. "That was mean."
"I'm sorry, baby."
Nowaki craned his neck to briefly kiss his little husband before shifting again so he was lined up at Hiroki's entrance. He began pushing in, using the water from the melted ice cube as lube. Hiroki's lips stretched open into a silent scream and his hands shot out to grab Nowaki's shoulders and dig his nails into the skin. Nowaki stretched him and filled him to the brim, but the way he was heating up the cold water inside of Hiroki allowed him to slide in faster.
"I'm all the way in," Nowaki murmured with a smile, pressing a kiss to Hiroki's perspiring temple. "You are so amazing."
His chest heaving slightly, Hiroki stared up at his husband and slowly brought his legs up to wrap them around his waist and lock his ankles. Nowaki's eyes creased as he shivered. He began to move, slowly at first, but began to pick up the pace as Hiroki threw his head back and sucked him in more.
"Shit, shit!" Nowaki cursed, his thrusting slightly off rhythm. "I can't-"
He let out a long growl as he tipped his head back and shot up into Hiroki's body. Hiroki was too much in heat to be surprised though, and he only moaned and fisted the sheets as he greedily clenched around his husband to bring in as much of his heat as possible.
"Sorry," Nowaki breathed.
"Why are you apologizing?" Hiroki asked, panting slightly.
"I came first again."
"It's okay," Hiroki said softly, shutting his eyes. "It feels good."
"Nn…" Nowaki groaned, biting his lip. "I lost concentration."
"Concentration…?"
"I try not to pay attention during sex so I don't come first. But right now I can't stop myself from feeling it."
Hiroki stared up at his husband before bursting into laughter.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" he giggled, tipping his head back.
"It's not funny!"
"Ye-Yes it is!"
"Oh really?"
Hiroki's laughter cut off abruptly as Nowaki pulled out and promptly flipped Hiroki over onto his stomach.
"Ah! I was just kidding!" Hiroki pleaded loudly, clawing the sheets as Nowaki dragged him to the edge of the bed. With one hand pinning him down into his bent over position and another hand gripping his hip, Nowaki thrust into him again with his reawakened erection. Hiroki threw his head back and cried out, chomping down on a handful of sheets to keep himself from moaning too loud.
Nowaki's grip was so strong that it lifted Hiroki's lower body straight off the bed, and his toes just barely skimmed the carpet floor of the hotel room.
"Nnn!" Hiroki screamed into the blanket, squeezing his eyes shut as his legs trembled violently. His hips jerked once before he came, his seed spraying onto the side of the bed. He went limp, and Nowaki scooped him up off the bed, spun around, and sat on the edge, all without pulling out once.
"Hiro-san, are you ready?"
"Eh…?" Hiroki rasped, lolling his head to the side.
Nowaki very abruptly grabbed Hiroki around the waist and under his knees so his body was folded. He bounced Hiroki up, then brought him down forcefully, spearing him on his erection. Hiroki screamed shrilly, throwing his head back against Nowaki's shoulder. Nowaki continued to bounce him mercilessly, thrusting in a deep as physically possible.
"Ah! Ahn! Mmn, I c-c-can't-! N-Nowaki, slow d-d-down!" Hiroki cried, groping around for anything to grab hold of. He settled on his knees, clawing at his stockings. Nowaki didn't answer, and instead lowered his head to sink his teeth into the soft, exposed flesh of Hiroki's neck. The sensation began tying knots within Hiroki's abdomen, and his member twitched in its final throes of ecstasy.
"I'm coming," Nowaki snarled into Hiroki's ear. He flicked his tongue over the earlobe, effectively sending Hiroki flying over the edge.
"Ah, ah… AHHH!" Hiroki screamed, his legs flexing so hard that they burst out of Nowaki's grasp and straightened. Molten seed spattered all over his front and his thighs. Nowaki let out an animalistic growl as he came a moment later, pulsing up into Hiroki until his entrance overflowed.
When the final spasms from his orgasm ended, Hiroki slumped against Nowaki, panting hard. Nowaki caught his breath after another minute or so, then gently lifted Hiroki off of him. Standing from his place on the bed, he cradled a half-conscious Hiroki in his arms. He kissed Hiroki's dampened forehead, then turned to lie him down on the bed. Hiroki gazed up at him with half-lidded eyes.
"I love you," he whispered, reaching out to take Nowaki's hand. Nowaki smiled down at him before climbing into bed behind him. He spooned his little husband, draping an arm over his waist.
"I love you, too, Hiro-san."
