Damn traffic! Kuro jogged quickly to the elevator of Hotel Roost, pushing a hand through his sweaty, wind-mussed hair impatiently and readjusting the duffel slung across his back. He jabbed the button a few more times and checked the time on his phone. 3:13, almost 15 minutes late. One thing he prided himself on was his punctuality for appointments, but how could he have predicted two idiots arguing about a scratched bumper in the middle of the road? Like, seriously?! It's just a damn bumper! Take it to the side, at least!
By the time Kuro got to Room 307, he had calmed himself down a bit, but now his mind had fixated on the upcoming lesson and the tools in his bag. Kuro swallowed thickly, remembering how good Pit had looked straining against the leg bindings. He had brought them again, just in case, but he hadn't been able to resist bringing some more adventurous items as well. Would Pit be up to it…?
Shaking his head to clear it a little, Kuro knocked on the door. Focus. Lesson first, sexy fantasies later. Frowning at the lack of response, he took out his key card and swiped himself in. "Pitto-san, are you here?" he called. Then he spotted a pair of dress shoes by the door, and the faint sound of running water shutting off reached his ears. Ah, crap, he had left Pit waiting. Quickly toeing off his own shoes, Kuro set his duffel on the bed and checked his things. Dildo, check. Lube, check. Toy cleaner, check. Leg restraints, check. Wrist cuffs, check. Collar and strap, check. Wait, was that a scratch?
The click of a door opening interrupted his inspection, and he looked up to see a naked Pit walk out toweling his hair. Mmm, love the way his nipples are so perky, the way his dick bobs is so cute, looks like all of the hickeys are gone, what a shame wait bad brain stop hickeys-
Pit squeaked when he noticed Kuro standing there and hurriedly tried to cover himself with the towel. "K-K-Kuro-san, I didn't hear you come in!" Kuro watched fascinatedly as the blush spread down Pit's chest, and chuckled as he walked over, tugging the towel from Pit's grip and continuing to dry his hair.
"Sorry I'm late, Pitto-san. Thank you for washing up. Did you remember to clean yourself thoroughly?" Pit nodded under his hands, slowly relaxing as Kuro made sure to get the ends of his hair. "That's good. Have you been practicing with the dildo?" Another nod, this time much shyer. Damn right he had been. The memory of what happened in that bathroom had Kuro getting hard, and he took a deep breath. Focus.
Pit's hair was dry enough, so Kuro let the towel fall around Pit's neck. Pit peeked up at him, then looked to where the toys were laid out on the bed. "Are those…?" Seeing Pit so curious sparked Kuro's desire all over again, and he couldn't resist coming up behind him and smoothing his hands down Pit's sides.
"Are you ready for today's lesson?" Kuro murmured into Pit's ear as the other man shivered and leaned into his touch. Kuro noted Pit's member twitching and perking up when he kissed down the side of his ear, and smirked. Sensitive.
"Good."
Pit buried his face in his arms as he knelt on all fours on the bed, trying not to spontaneously combust. He didn't think he would ever get used to how embarrassing it was to reveal all of his nether bits to someone else, and knowing that his trainer/crush was lubing up a dildo to put up his butt was not helping in the slightest.
Gods Kuro had smelled so good when he was toweling Pit's hair - sweaty but still woodsy. And when he'd seen Kuro's hair swept back and mussed, Pit had shocked himself with how much he wanted to run his hands through it, clench it between his fingers as he yanked him down for a kiss-
A wet touch to his ass brought him back from his newly discovered hair kink, and Pit glanced over his shoulder to see Kuro kneeling behind him, dildo in hand and button-up undone. Holy pecs and abs, the man was fit. And the way his happy trail dipped into his slacks…"Let's see how well you've adjusted, Pitto-san."
Pit licked his lips nervously. The dildo in Kuro's hand was 3 cm wide, a good amount larger than the one he'd practiced with, but he did his best to not clench das it pressed into him. The feeling of something filling him, surely but slowly, made him arch a little, and Pit was so focused on how it pressed against his walls that he didn't notice Kuro had easily slid it all the way in.
Mesmerised by the rhythmic clenching of Pit's bud around the base of the dildo, Kuro unconsciously squeezed Pit's butt as he leaned in. "Look at how smoothly that went in, Pitto-san, how wonderfully your hole swallowed it up."
Pit moaned into his fist as Kuro licked around the dildo. Rimming was quickly becoming something Pit loved, and he shuddered as Kuro sucked lightly, shifting the toy inside him. Would he fuck Pit with the dildo again? Pit's member leaked eagerly at the thought, but it seemed Kuro had other plans.
"It seems you've been practicing daily, and your anus is adapting quite well. In that case…"
"Hnng…!" Pit bit his lip as Kuro carefully pulled the dildo out, leaving it on the bed sheets as he turned Pit around. Suddenly feeling somewhat empty, Pit shifted awkwardly and sat up. A few sessions with a dildo and already he was missing the feeling of penetration? A hot wave of shame flooded his cheeks, and he clenched his hands, arousal fleeing in lieu of self-recrimination.
Pit's stiff silence caught Kuro's attention from where he had been pulling out the rest of his tools from his duffel. Noting the brunet's lack of erection and defensively hunched shoulders, he could guess what Pit was thinking. "Hey," he murmured, pulling Pit into a hug, "listen to me. It's okay that it feels good - I'd be worried if it didn't, actually, and it's perfectly fine to like it. It doesn't mean you're some crazy sex addict; it just means I'm doing my job right.
"Feel this." Oh, he was gonna regret this, but Kuro took one of Pit's substantially more relaxed hands and placed it on his own flagging but still half-hard erection. "I'm like this because of how much I enjoyed watching your hole take a vibe. I carry around sex toys in a duffel in broad daylight, and I get paid to shove dildos up people's asses. Does that make me some weird pervert?" Kuro swallowed nervously at the way Pit's hand curved around his hardness. Screw weird pervert, he was going straight to masochistic territory.
"Yes." The word was muffled, but Kuro could hear the teasing tone. Pit had eased into his embrace, the tension easing out of his body. Well, at least one of them was calm.
"Fair enough." Kuro loosened his arms and leaned back, glad to see no traces of self-hate in Pit's face. "Are you alright with continuing? We can stop here for today." Please say yes, please say yes.
Pit almost pressed his body back into Kuro's, wanting to feel that solid warmth again, but only nodded. "I'm fine now." Hesitating for only a moment, he wrapped his arms around Kuro's neck and kissed him gently. "Thank you."
Fuck, how was Kuro supposed to resist that? The raven didn't let Pit get too far and captured his lips again. They were just as sweet as Kuro remembered, molding to his own. Lost in the feel of Pit's skin on his own, Kuro traced Pit's spine to grab at the fleshy globes of Pit's ass. They fit right into his cupped hands, and Kuro pulled their hips flush with a groan. Sweet merciful heavens, the man was just the right size to hold in his lap and kiss at the same time.
Kuro's hands possessively kneading his ass was surprisingly hot, as was the way his fingers dragged up his back and side. Pit gasped as Kuro started playing with a nipple, allowing Kuro's tongue to sweep into his mouth. It felt like Kuro was inhaling Pit's moans, completely devouring all he had to offer. And as if that wasn't overwhelming enough, Kuro's erection was heatedly rubbing against his stomach. Pit had been too distraught to really process it before, but now he was fully appreciating just how thick and long it was. Imagining that pushing inside him was almost more than Pit could handle at the moment, and he broke away panting, almost painfully hard.
Kuro was catching his own breath, leaning his head on Pit's shoulder. This man was too tempting for him to resist; the feel of his skin, his innocently lewd moans, the way he melted into pleasure, every part of him was ridiculously addictive. He knew any more would be dangerous, but Kuro couldn't stop himself from mouthing up Pit's neck, licking and sucking lightly as his hands tweaked Pit's stiff nipples.
Pit cried out and shuddered, his torso going weak and forcing Kuro to support all of his weight. Pleasure rocked through him incessantly, more than he thought possible from two small nubs, and he bucked helplessly, smearing streaks of pre-cum on Kuro's abs. Oh god please more please please I need I want to I…
A sudden jolt of pleasure-pain nearly made Pit cum, his body tensing in preparation, but something tightened around his dick, cutting him off abruptly yet also sending Pit over the edge. He gave a wordless shout as he came, collapsing into Kuro's arms.
Holy shit Pit just came-! From only rubbing and pinching his nipples-!
Kuro fumbled for the cock strap, barely managing to concentrate enough to fasten it around Pit's still erect cock. Finished, he stumbled back, leaving Pit sprawled on the bed and trying to calm down, his mind still reeling from the fact that Pit had just experienced orgasm from purely nipple stimulation. Damnit, could the guy get any sexier? The brunet made such a seductive picture on the bed - eyes bleary, lips bitten and swollen from kissing, chest heaving, too weak to move - that Kuro nearly stroked himself to completion just so he would be able to HOLD A GOD DAMN THOUGHT! Tapping into willpower he didn't know existed, Kuro closed his eyes and breathed. Think about dead puppies. Ugly old men in speedos. Roy and Marth getting it on. Not helping, brain!
Still, it was enough for Kuro to regain his sanity, even if he was still hard enough to hammer nails. He turned towards his tools in an effort to distract himself. Hello, sensitivity kink. How fucking nice to meet you. Shitty timing, though; could he take a rain check on that? FOCUS!
On the bed, Pit was also slowly returning to awareness. Who knew nipples were so intense? He wasn't sure he wanted to repeat the experience anytime soon, though. It was too much sensation for him. Rolling over, he groaned as his erection rubbed against the sheets. Wait, erection? How was he still hard?
Pit looked down his body and stared at his bound member. "K-Kuro-san, what…?" There were restraints for penises, too?!
Kuro laughed, the sound rough with desire. "I stopped you right before you came, which lead to what's called a dry orgasm. This way," he purred, picking up something Pit couldn't see and walking over, "we can keep going, again and again." The look in Kuro's dark eyes was dangerously sexy, his words sending thrills down Pit's spine. "Since you did so well with the dildo, let's do some advanced training."
Pit only caught a glimpse of the items Kuro tossed onto the bed before he was pulled upright on his knees, his back against Kuro's chest. One hand covered his eyes, and Pit clutched at it, startled. "Shh, no peeking. I want it to be a surprise. Consider it a reward for practicing so well." Pit shivered at the promise of more. What else could there be? "Now use your own hands. And remember, no peeking."
He obediently covered his eyes, straining his ears instead to follow Kuro's movements. There was definitely the sound of something metal tinkling, a chain? And, something light bouncing a few times. "Are you ready?" Pit murmured his assent. Which one would it be?
He cried out as two somethings pinched his nipples, tight enough to sting a little and with a unexpected weight that tugged on them, sending little ripples of pleasure through his body. Pit tore his hands away and looked down. Clamps connected by a metal chain hung from his chest, and as Pit jerked in surprise, the chain swung with him and pulled on his nipples, making them tingle pleasantly. But still, this was too strange! "I don't...Kuro-san, these are too much!"
Pit reached up to take them off, but Kuro grabbed his wrists and held them above his head. "Ah ah ah, no touching. These are a reward, remember?" Kuro transferred both wrists into one hand and toyed with the chain, making Pit writhe a little. "Such lovely, sensitive nipples deserve an ornament. If you touch it, I'll bind your hands together like I did with your legs last time, alright?"
The memory of what had happened with his legs bound was not a very strong deterrent to misbehaving, in Pit's opinion, but nonetheless he nodded after a moment. Pleased, Kuro released his hands, and since he couldn't touch his own body, Pit could only let his hands fall on the next available thing: Kuro. Feeling uncharacteristically brave and trying hard not to think about the chain (chain!) on his chest, he traced the line of Kuro's shoulders out to his arms, noting how much broader they were than his own. It was more comforting than Pit realized to lean back against someone larger than him. Moving back towards Kuro's neck, Pit felt Kuro inhale sharply as his thumbs brushed along Kuro's collarbones. Sensitive.
Maybe this was how Kuro felt when he found a similar spot on Pit's body; it was pretty heady, being able to elicit such a response from someone so easily. Pit swallowed. Intoxicating. Which was not helping his crush. At all.
He was distracted from his exploration when Kuro held up the other thing he had brought: a small plastic bulb with a squeeze pump attached. "What is it?"
"It's an inflatable butt plug." The low murmur rumbling in his ear made Pit shiver and clench his fingers involuntarily, latching onto Kuro's hair. "We're going to stretch out your insides a bit, how does that sound?"
Kuro covered it in lube and positioned it at Pit's opening, waiting for permission. Pit was a bit nervous, but everything Kuro did so far had felt amazing. "Okay." Pit was still a little slick and loose from before, so the tapered tip slid in easily as Kuro pushed on it a little. However, he didn't go any further, and Pit glanced at him, confused. "Why did you stop?"
That sexy smirk was back, and Kuro swirled the plug a little, making Pit squirm. "I want you to do it."
That perverted-! Pit flushed, mortified. Sensing Pit about to balk, Kuro wrapped his other hand around Pit's member and stroked it lightly, enjoying the way Pit's eyes slid half-closed and the breathy pants against his cheek. "See, you're doing it already. Now a little more and you've got it." Pit's hips had thrust instinctively into Kuro's hand, and the backwards movement had started pushing the plug into Pit's opening.
Pit huffed at how underhanded Kuro was, tempted to yank on the strands between his fingers, but shyly pushed back onto the plug, moaning as the widest part entered him and settled inside. It felt a little strange as Pit shifted, but it wasn't uncomfortable.
"You're doing great. Are you ready?" Kuro wrapped one arm around Pit's waist to keep him steady, while the other hand held the pump. Kuro's chest pressed reassuringly against Pit's back, and Pit turned his face into Kuro's neck, weaving his fingers deeper into Kuro's hair. Yup, Pit definitely had a thing for grabbing hair now. Inflating didn't sound too baaaaahhh...
Pit's thighs shook as the plug expanded slightly, pressing against his walls. The pressure felt so strange, like his muscles couldn't decide whether to push it out or draw it further in. Another pump had him biting his lip, and after a third, Pit's whimpers turned to moans.
Watching Pit slowly lose himself in the sensations was such a sweet torture. "How does it feel, Pit?" Kuro asked, squeezing the pump again. Four pumps inflated the plug to about the size of the dildo before, which was about the most Pit could take. For now, at least...
The fourth pump pushed the plug right up against that spot inside him, turning his hips to water. "So full...being stretched like this…hnng...!" Pit sagged in Kuro's arms, unintentionally grinding straight into Kuro's erection. "A-aaah!"
Faced with such delicious friction, Kuro automatically bucked up, hitting the plug into Pit's prostate again. Pit's resultant wail was filled with such desperate pleasure that lust demolished the admittedly shaky wall of Kuro's control. Growling, he pushed Pit forward, blanketing the other man's body with his own, and tossed the pump to the side, his now free hand tangling in the chain hanging from Pit's chest and his other arm yanking Pit to meet his hips. God, no one had ever driven him this wild before. They had met up only two times, and despite Pit being a customer, Kuro already couldn't stand the thought of him being with another person. His blood roared in his ears, and he slammed into the man beneath him, wanting to engrave this moment into Pit's body.
Pit was swept away by the combination attack on his nipples and prostate, unable to do more than melt into the bed under Kuro. This mimicry of sex, the feeling of Kuro all around him, it was enough to spark a craving so strong he didn't think he would ever get enough. And he hasn't even stuck it in yet, damnit why not! Pit nearly sobbed when Kuro's thrusts became rougher, and scrabbled for something to hold on to, anything to ground him before he lost his sanity, which he was on the verge of doing, and most certainly would, as soon as Kuro let him come for fuck's sake please he needed to come!
Kuro was also nearing his limit and wrapped a hand around Pit's leaking cock, knowing that Pit would come the instant he removed the cock strap. "Beautiful," he panted, relishing the way Pit trembled and twitched uncontrollably. "God, I want to…" He cut off with a grunt as he released in his pants, undoing the cock strap a moment later.
Pit couldn't even make a sound as his whole body went into overdrive. Forget waves of pleasure; this was choking on sweet lightning as it shot through every nerve before leaving him senseless. His hands clenched spasmodically as residual shocks tingled in his limbs. Pit could barely process anything beyond his gasps for breath and the warmth at his back, and even as he thought about Kuro, he slipped into unconsciousness. Wow…
Kuro felt it the moment Pit drifted off and closed his own eyes, too tired at the moment to move from where he lay collapsed on the other man. The wetness in his pants squished awkwardly against his crotch. That would stain. Oh well.
Three days with a dildo had jacked Pit's sensitivity and capacity for pleasure to unbelievable heights.
Pit's hair brushed against his cheek, the scent of burnt vanilla musk tickling his nose. Just like how he tasted.
Three days had changed Kuro from mildly interested to jealous possessive horndog.
Kuro peeled himself off of Pit and flopped down next to him. The clinically pleasant hotel ceiling was a slap in the face of Kuro's usual, yet somehow currently nonexistent professionalism. Kuro blocked it out with a forearm.
Cum started leaking down Kuro's balls. Dried cum and pubic hair was a terrible mix.
He needed to call Marth before he did something Marth would flay him for, the vengeful jerk.
He had a feeling Pit definitely wouldn't complain, though.