"Mmmm."
Shouta was on cloud nine when he twitched at the quiet hum leaving his husband beneath him. The darkness of the room amplifying the quiet sounds of hands wandering over his skin with quiet brushes. The feel of the warm, humid air puffing through the window. The quiet sound of the fan they placed in it running. Soft rustlings as they fidgeted under the half kicked at comforter. The quiet hum leaving his husband was deafening in the silence of their bedroom. The jingle of wind chimes outside just barely reaching his ears.
The breaths being taken between himself and his husband. The quiet creak of the mattress when they shifted and rolled over it mixing with the brush of moving lips. Hands slid up and down his back in a slow, easy circuit that slipped under his tank top as he felt a bead of sweat welling on the back of his neck under his hair. He really ought to pull it up; it was hotter tonight that it had been the previous few days of the week. Hotter for early June. A promise that this summer would be hotter than the last.
Slow, even breaths fanned over his uncomfortably hot cheek as he sprawled out over his husband's chest. Straddling his waist and he was hot. It was the only reason he was awake right now; they'd yet to get the AC set up as they thought they'd have more time. They thought they'd have so much more time before the heat of June could begin to grab them in a strange hold but tonight proved them wrong. Even poor Eri had come knocking at their doors with the pleading whine of something cool to drink.
To help cooler her off before he brought her back to her bed where he fussed with her own fan. It had been gathering slowly during the days that heat and the nights had been pleasantly warm but tonight? God, it was fucking hot tonight. It made it insufferable to cuddle with his husband and that left him awake. Keyed up without the feel of his husband curled into his back or into his chest. Without the feel of Hizashi beneath his cheek. His hair had frizzed out at some point in the night from the humidity.
He'd woken up in a clammy sweat after a few hours. His husband, for once, seemed to be in the same boat. He could only be happy it would be Sunday and not Monday. The quiet brush of his husband's soft palms moving over his skin had him melting into his chest but the sweat gathering on the back of his neck and his lower back did little to help him relax. The blanket rested over Hizashi's knees and his feet from the last time he'd looked. The caress of soft lips moving against his rang out in the quiet of the room with that soft brush.
He could spend the rest of his night just like this. Well, save for the heat. He was half tempted to ask Hizashi to turn the AC on rather than wait for the morning like they agreed too. Hands slid up and down his upper back with fingers skimming over his lower back which rubbed away the drops of sweat forming there. He was unbearably clammy with the heat of the night weighing heavily on his skin. He shifted the placement of his hand with a grunt as the fitted sheet rustled beneath them when he felt a hand lifting to tuck his hair behind his ear.
Knew his husband had to be hotter with him sprawled out on top of him, but the blonde had yet to complain. Moving his lips with those soft ones, he felt fingers skimming along the edge of his ear. His jaw. Then it was returning to his back to rest over his shirt with fingers plucking idly at the fabric of it. The other buried beneath it rolled soothing circles between his shoulder blades. It was insufferable having even his thin tank top on and his boxers; he was drowning under the heat as he fought that urge to rock his hips down.
Not yet. Moving his lips with Hizashi's to return that idle warmth as they melted against his. Molding to shape and curve with that familiar touch as arms tightened around him in a squeeze when he felt hips twitching up against him. The quiet brush of their moving lips was deafening in the silence when he felt hips arching up to rock idly against him. Rocking against him in a gentle sway that had his lashes fluttering on his cheeks when he found a lock of silky hair that he twirled absent mindedly with a light tug.
Thank God they could sleep in in the morning, he had not a clue what he'd do if they had to work in a handful of hours. Even, slow breaths fanned over his cheeks as soft lips slid against his. Warm. God, they were so damn soft tonight and maybe it was the dark that made it all the more thrilling, but he felt electric. Thrumming from head to toe with each slide of those warm, soft lips against own when he began to rock his hips down. The feel of Hizashi beneath him as their hips rocked in unison as he swayed idly on top of him.
He felt the flickers of heat beneath his skin that promised to burst into something hotter. Something that could eat him up. It was an exciting notion as he rocked his hips down against his husband with a quiet hum leaving himself when he shuddered when Hizashi's hand snuck under his shirt to join the other. Sliding along his skin with that slow up and down slide that swept up from his shoulder blades. A caress that had his back arching to press to Hizashi's chest when he felt fingers rubbing at his clammy lower back.
And then it was sliding back up beneath his shirt. Slow kisses being traded back and forth for the past- God, how long had they been doing this? He didn't want to break apart just to look. Sliding his lips in unison with Hizashi's, admiring the way they melted and fit against his with that comfortable touch as he rocked his hips down against the blonde. Comforting. Something that teetered on the edge of becoming something more with the firm touch of those soft lips against his. Both waiting to see who would speak up first.
Both waiting to see who would make that silent intention known as hands continued their broad caresses along his back. Hips rocking back and forth, back and forth, back and forth with a firm press up from Hizashi to get his dick twitching. It was mortifyingly blatant given how thin his boxers were and how thin his husband's pajama bottoms were. However, the blonde didn't call attention to it but rather kept up their idle rocking. Hands kneading at his back with lips moving slowly against his with a quiet smolder sinking along his bones.
Nails dragging lazily ever once in a while leaving his skin tingling in their wake when he felt nails dragging along his shoulder blades on their way down. God, it had him tingling with that heat flickering under his skin as he slid his lips against Hizashi's. He could kiss this man all night long. Have those lips on his for hours and never tire of having them slide against him with that slowness. It had him humming quietly himself when he felt hands sweeping up his back once again leaving him squirming in between his idle rocking.
And then he caught the sound of a bird outside the window. Or was it a windchime? He had not a clue, but he could hear a few crickets kicking to life; God knows he was going to hate it when the cicadas decided to start their shrieking at night. And during the day. The insects that had to be popping their head up slowly but surely. God, he didn't want to think about that and his husband's reactions to them. Instead, he focused on the warmth weaving under his skin with each rock of his husband's hips up against him.
The feel of soft palms sliding up and down his back that bunched his shirt up in the middle of it. The warmth radiating off of his husband. The heavy weight of the humidity outside lazily puffing into the room to feed into the existing heat. The silky lock he held onto as soft, warm lips melted against his with caresses that left him eager for another kiss. Another slid of them against his own. He was absolutely happy. Unbelievably content to remain sprawled out on his husband as he straddled his waist.
Rocking his hips with the blonde's that provided that odd comfort as his lashes fluttered on his cheeks. And yet he was tired; he knew if he didn't get to sleep soon, he'd be frazzled. For if it was hot tonight, it would be hot tomorrow. The first true spike of heat for the season that would lead to storm systems. He may not love summer like his husband did, but it filled him with a sense of excitement. Electrified him like nothing else to feel the dryness of the air first thing in the morning. The crisp cool air in those early hours.
The dew drops that clung to the grass that their daughter stared at with wide eyes. The way his husband beamed brightly just like the sun hanging in the sky with those spots of pink on his cheeks. How happy both his husband and daughter seemed to be after their long months of winter which he could admit was like a breath of fresh air. But tonight? Tonight, it was insufferable that heat lingering in the air. The heavy weight of the humidity made his hair frizzing out and clinging to the thin layer of sweat on his face and neck.
It had droplets of sweat forming on the back of his neck, his lower back, leaving him feeling sticky in that awful manner. But laying out on top of Hizashi with those soft lips moving with his it was easy to ignore. Easy to forsake when he was rocking his hips lazily as he moved his lips with those warmth ones. Slow breaths fanning over his hot cheek. A quiet hum left himself then had his heart skipping when he got a soft hum back as hands slid down to his lower back coaxing him to arch. Kneading at him gently.
He squirmed slightly as he slid his lips against those soft warm ones when he felt hands sliding back up his back creating a wave of tingles racing under his skin. Pooling into his stomach to feed into the faint stirrings of that ache with each slid of his lips to Hizashi's. The quiet brushing of thier moving lips felt deafening in the quiet of the bedroom. God, he could kiss Hizashi all night long. He could spend the rest of his night awake if it meant he'd have this man kissing him so sweetly the way that he was.
So tenderly and lovingly it had his heart jumping in skips against his chest the longer he spent here. Rocking his hips down against Hizashi, he pressed down harder when he felt nails beginning to lightly graze up and down his back. Scratching at him lightly when he let go of the silky lock of hair to wiggle his arm and hand closer to Hizashi. Cupping the side of his neck, he slid his thumb along his jaw that was freshly waxed. Soft. His husband had gone through the hassle of breaking out his wax kit and the machine.
Something he'd done quickly before they'd gone to bed last night. He couldn't deny that it wasn't a smart idea when they'd had sex earlier, but he wants him. It was late, he was hot, so why not take the chance while he had it? Sliding his thumb along his husband's jaw, he pressed his lips firmer to Hizashi's with a quiet hum leaving him. Shuddering when the blonde when nails grazed down his back where hands then rested on his waist to knead at him. Firm squeezes as thumbs moved to roll circles into him as he shuddered.
And then his husband was returning that firm press of his lips to his own. He fucking loves this. The darkness of the room amplifying the smaller sounds leaving the both of them. The quiet brushing of their moving lips as he kissed his husband giddily with slides of warm lips against his melting him through. The quiet brush of his husband's hands moving over him. The rustle of their clothing when his knees dug into the bed with his dick giving another happy twitch when hands swept up his side before curving inwards.
Sliding over his back when he shuddered as nails grazed over the middle area between his shoulder blades. It had him whining out when hands then slid down his back again as he pressed himself down firmly against his husband as he rocked his hips. He knew that sex back to back wasn't good. Wasn't a smart idea without sensitive his husband's piercings had been in the beginning but would it be okay now? The blonde hadn't suffered a flare up in a few months so could he? Could they let themselves get carried away?
Could he have Hizashi inside of him a second time tonight? It had goosebumps raising over his feverish skin when nails dragged over his lower back then along his waist. Tingles rushing under his skin pooled into his stomach with each rock. God, Hizashi was kissing him so sweetly it had his heart aching. Slow slides against his that screamed with that tenderness to get his heart skipping in his chest as he slid his thumb against that soft skin. Hot, hot, hot. It was hot in their bedroom as it weighed down on his skin insufferably.
A drop of sweat running down the back of his neck. Drops forming on his back only to be soaked up by his tank top. He happily returned that tenderness, that sweetness without a second thought. Pouring that adoration and love into the kiss to get the blonde humming at him quietly with hands sweeping down his back again. And then they were sweeping down further to curve over his ass in a caress. It had him shuddering with an arch to his back when his husband rubbed his hands over his ass up to his lower back then down again.
Rocking his hips down with a change of speed had the blonde jumping to follow along when hands squeezed at his ass. Kneading at him before sliding up towards his lower back Moving in a caress over his ass to the tops area of the back of his thighs. Sweeping their way back up towards his shoulder blades Oh, oh, it had heat flashing under his skin before sinking along his bones as he rocked his hips quickly against Hizashi. The blonde then began to incorporate those caresses over his ass with each caress down his back.
Fingers flicking playfully at the waistband of his boxers when his dick twitched with the heat twisting under his skin. The desire coming to twist through him as it gripped at his bones when he slid his hips back and forth in a rub against his husband who groaned out in that hushed tone. A tone that he'd no doubt use if he was still sleeping. It sent a shiver down his back at the sound when he whined at the playful tug on the elastic waistband of his shorts. Arching his back slightly when hands slid up it.
He couldn't help another whine when he pressed his lips harder to Hizashi's. A press that allowed him to truly admire the softness of his husband's lips. How they held a slight swell from their kisses traded early much to his delight as they slid and melted against his own with their comfortable fit with his. It had him rolling his thumb in circles against Hizashi's smooth jaw when the blonde hummed up at him. A low, lazy sound that had him squirming as his dick gave another happy little twitch in response.
And he rocked his hips down when he then slid his hips back and forth against his husband earning himself a low moan. Another hush sound that had him shuddering when hands came down to slide over his ass when he slid his hips to rub himself against the blonde who squeezed at him. Kneading at him in firm squeezes to get heat burning in a sizzling flash under his skin. Eating him up as he rubbed himself in that tight back and forth slide earning himself another of those low, hushed moans from his husband.
Then hips thrusted up against him tearing a moan out of himself. And then, then, to his delight he was being pushed over slightly into an awkward twist as a hand braced itself beneath him. A hand kept his lower half arched up from the bed as they fell into a half twisted position. An awkward lean f or the both of them that coaxed his arms to come up and curl around softly freckled shoulders. Holding himself up when he felt hips grinding forward against his with the blonde taking that initiative to press his lips harder to his.
A trembling breath fanned over his cheek as he clung onto his husband before happily joining him with that tight grinding. Doing so without a second thought as he lifted his left leg up higher to curl around his husband's lower back. A sharp exhale leaving himself as shivers raced up his back at the pleasure of that tight grinding. It had him groaning quietly under his breath but God if it wasn't loud in the darkness of the room. Giving in to that quiet urgency, he crushed his lips to Hizashi's with that answering strength.
Smacks coming intermittently to break up the whispering brush of their lips moving together. Did Hizashi share that silent desire? Did he also want him again? He knew back to back sex shouldn't be a common thing, but they'd made better exceptions in the past. And if Hizashi wanted him too then who was he to fight it? To deny him that simplistic pleasure? His dick gave a volley off twitches when he swore, he felt Hizashi's dick twitching against him. It had him moaning out lowly as they grinded together in tight circles.
He tightened his leg around his husband's waist when a hand slid along it with the quiet brush of that soft palm moving over skin. He could feel sweat pricking at his forehead from the insufferable heat beginning to flash and burn under his skin. The weight of the humidity led to the heat of the bedroom and the lazy puffs of air entering their room. There was a stutter to his husband's breathing when he felt them beginning to shorten. Coming faster like his own when the hand on his thigh squeezed firmly at him.
It had his heart jumping in his chest as his own breaths came faster with a tremble with fingers twisting into blonde locks. It was an insatiability that he couldn't shake no matter how hard he was to try too. He needed this man with an acute need. As if he hadn't had the blonde inside of him a mere few hours ago. Like they hadn't gotten off in the shower when they'd gone in to rinse off before they settled down for a bath that had cooled. The heat under his skin screamed that it wasn't close to being enough.
Not enough when faced with the five hectic weeks of theirs. When he'd had nothing but quickies to tide him over. He wanted the blonde again, again, again. And after his glance over the blonde's shoulder when they'd exited the bathroom to find the man crossing of their list? Well, a term, a single word, had jumped out at him. A word he'd researched when he had left their bedroom under the pretense of a glass of water before bed. He knew what he wanted; it was just a matter of expressing that desire to his husband.
Vocalizing it. And yet he didn't want to tear his lips away from those soft ones that were sliding against his with that budding passion. The desire that mirrored his own as he squirmed when hips ground against him tightly. Hard circles that had his toes curling as he shuddered with a whimper when a hand squeezed at his ass hard. A grip that had his whimper cresting up into a needy moan that was unmistakable even to himself. They both had high sex drives which was abundantly clear in recent times.
Hell it was something they both learned early on in their relationship after that first night they'd had sex. They'd been insatiable in those early ears; impossibly more so than they are now. God, he swore when he thought on the early twenties and the start of their relationship had him blushing. Cringing at how he could see the term "fucked like rabbits" could come into play to describe how they'd been. Any moment alone they'd gotten in their new apartment had been spent with himself sprawled out beneath him.
Bent over the closest surface with hands tracing his skin or up against walls. Doors. It was a passion he loved that had never fizzled out between them. A passion that was bleeding into the kiss as he moved his lips with that quiet urgency when hips thrusted against him tearing another hushed moan out of him with that needy pitch. Clutching at blonde locks when he felt that crushing press against his lifting slightly with a gap being formed. Mere inches with that top lip lingering over his when he chased after those soft lips.
Earning himself one, two, three chaste kisses when his husband groaned at him in that low, hushed tone again. A pitch that had him shuddering. Hips traded out that grind for a tight side to side rock that he happily followed along with as trembling breaths fanned over his tingling breaths when the hand on his ass slid up. Kneading at his waist when he felt a clammy forehead pressing against his when he whined. Needing, needing, needing his husband just one more time. One more and he'd be the happiest he'd ever be.
"Fuck me? Fuck me, Zashi, please? I-I need you one more time! Just one more? Please, love?" A shudder ran over his husband as hips continued their tight rocking against him when his dick gave another twitch when he whined at the squeeze to his waist. "I-I saw something on the list I want to try so please? You ca-can use me! Use me li-like a toy, like nothin' but something fo-for you to get off! Just fuck me, please? Please, Zashi?"
"God, baby, you act like I di-didn't fuck you earlier and jerk you off after that! Just an in-insatiable little thing you are, aren't you?" Oh, the low murmur of his husband's voice had him shuddering when eh swallowed down a whine when the hand on his waist slid in a caress. "Ar-Are you sure? Aren't you getting sore, baby? I don't want you to be limping or anything for work. I honestly think I might just rip my hair out if Nezu talks to use about harlotry again."
"And you say you like those conversations!" A giggle left his husband then at his chastising tone when he then tugged at the blonde locks wrapped around his fingers. "But I'll be fine! One more time won't kill me an-and I'll have all day and night to recuperate! I just- I need you. I want you so fucking bad, Zashi! You have no clue how fucking bad I want you an-and I promise that this is the last time! Just- Please, Zashi? Please, fuck me? Touch me?"
Another of those low groans left his husband when the hand on his waist squeezed at him. Nails scratching lightly at him when he shuddered when hips ground forward against him tearing a whine out of him. A breath shuddered over his lips again when the blonde twisted him close, close, close. "Wh-What did you see on the list that you wanna try, baby? What could have possibly gotten your attention enough yo-you'd wanna do it in the dead of night, hmm? Because some of the choices left are nothin' to sneeze at you know!"
"I know!" He ground himself tightly against the blonde who groaned again with a sharp exhale fanning over his lips when he thrusted weakly against the blonde with a shudder racing up his back. "Um, th-the objectification one! I looked it up in the kitchen an-and I wanna do it! It's about, um, making me feel dehumanized! So just use me li-like a fleshlight, like I said! Just use me up the way you wanna! I can grab the condoms and lube to make it easier, yeah? Are you okay with that? Are you okay with me?"
"If I am never not okay with you, yo-you can bet your sweet ass I' either brain dead or a skin walker, baby!" A grin curled over his lips when soft ones came down on his once, twice, before Hizashi was shifting slightly in a roll that pulled him on top of him again. Straddling his waist, sprawled out on his chest, the blonde then slid his hand down his back to rest on his waist with the other. "So, you just want me to use you? Wh-What do you want from that? For me to ignore you? Pretend you're not here? Like yo-you're a toy?"
"Dehumanizing was a bi-big part of the little page I read but yes! You can do whatever you want! Treat me like I'm nothing more than a fleshlight, yeah? Li-Like I'm annoying an-and you want to get off and want nothing to do with me, you know?" Oh, he wished he could see the expression on his husband's face clearly. When hips bucked against him with a low groan leaving the blonde that had his dick twitching excitedly when he swallowed. "Le-Let me get the condoms and lube, yeah? An-And I promise this'll be the last time!"
"Shouta, I would fuck you all night long if I had the chance for it! I'd fuck you into this bed until you were limping like last year! It's only because of that fucking rat that I don't but I don't want you promising it'll be the last time! I would never judge you for wanting to fuck, you hear me? Now grab'em while I hide my precious eyes from that sun of a lamp we have and I'll give you what you so clearly want and need from me, baby! Okay? So don't stress it one bit tonight! I'll make you feel fucking good, baby!"
His husband then turned his face into the pillow away from the lamp when he reached over with a grunt to turn the lamp on. Flinching at the burst of soft yellow light when he reached down to grab at the knob of the drawer. Tugging it open, he reached inside blindly feeling out for the tube of their usual lube that he handed to Hizashi. Once it was out of his grasp, he reached his hand back in to feel out for the sharp corners of the condom box. Tapping against one, he pulled it out to then sit back on his knees briefly.
He then pulled the chain out to tear a condom off the end of if before throwing them back into the drawer and snapping it shut with a thud. He turned the lamp off with a sigh leaving his husband. And he leaned back onto his knees, blinking as his eyes tried frantically to the light, when he rolled his hips down. Grinding in tight circles that had a groan leaving the blonde beneath him when he felt the condom being plucked from his grasp. Blinking again when the golden wrapper caught the weak light filtering through their window.
Placed off to the side with the lube. He knew that he didn't need the prep work. That if he truly wanted too that he could take his husband without batting a lash after earlier. But he wanted Hizashi to touch him. He wanted those slender, soft hands sliding over his skin and touching him until he couldn't take it anymore. He wanted Hizashi to get him ready again. To feel those lips crushing onto his. He knew it wasn't smart, but he wanted to be the smallest bit reckless now and again together with his all too accepting husband.
So surely Hizashi wouldn't hold it against him, would he? His dick twitched with that excitement as he ground his hips down against him. Tight circles that had the blonde's hands sweeping up his thighs to grab at his moving hips to keep him pressed down tightly against him. A shudder raced down his back when he leaned forward to plant his hands on the bed as he kept up that tight grinding with eyes blazing up at him. Pupils expanding rendering the green of them to rings; bottomless in the low lighting of the bedroom.
And then he reached down to grab at the hem of his tank top. Loving the hissing intake of air being taken when he then flipped his shirt up towards his chest. Up, up, up over his head with hair slithering through the neckline to tickle his shoulders and upper back. Tugging it off, he wadded the fabric up then tossed it off the side of the bed to the floor. Lips parted ever so slightly as eyes moved over him when he flew down to crush his lips to Hizashi's who happily accepted the kiss. Returning it without a second thought.
Sliding with that quiet urgency, the blonde's lips melted to mold and curve against his for that comfortable fit after that first slide. Melting together with a low groan leaving the man when hands squeezed at his hips. Holding him tight, tight, tight as he shuddered with a subtle arch to his back. Hizashi had spoken nothing but the truth for the both of them, whether he knew it or not. If it wasn't for their public appearances, what Nezu has been saying since last year, he'd fuck this man all night and tomorrow night.
He'd fuck him into the bed as he bounced on him and he'd let Hizashi do the same until they were both so tender they walked in that bowlegged manner. He wanted nothing more than to give in to that heat. That recklessness. It had him squirming as he rolled his hips down in tight grinds when he felt Hizashi's arching up to press tightly against him. Grinding with him with hands sliding from their hold on his hips to sweep them up his sides. The soft brush of his palms had him shuddering with its quiet whispering.
In return he crushed his lips against those soft warm ones. Resuming that urgent, hard kiss they'd been in seconds ago which his husband answered in kind with. The light smack of their moving lips had him shuddering when his dick gave another volley of twitches in response to the excitement clawing its way into his chest. The heat raking beneath the surface of his skin with each tight grind of his hips down. It was so hot in their bedroom, but he felt hotter than that pressing humidity from the window.
The heat under his skin threatened to burst into that sizzling heat he knew it would any second. He shuddered as he ground himself shamelessly against his husband when he felt a buck of hips up against him. Nudging him up into the air lightly tearing a moan out of himself as he slid his lips against Hizashi's. Tingling from that hard press when hands curved backwards to brush over his back again. Coaxing him to arch slightly as he continued his tight grinding against Hizashi who kept up his own grinding.
A hard press that allowed him to feel the twitching of his dick through the fabric of his pants. God, it was more than enough. Just one more time tonight was all he asked for. While he knew being tender wasn't going to do anything for him, in the morning it was still exciting. The idea of having Hizashi inside of him again. Letting that insatiability rear its ugly head in him until he got what he wanted. What he needed from his husband. Six months of making sure to be careful. Six months of playing it safe.
He wanted one night to fuck Hizashi as many times as he could handle it. He wanted nothing more than to do it. To give himself the chance to lose that caution to the blazing lust. To let Hizashi touch him all night as rationality was left behind. To be eaten up by that lust until he didn't know up from down. When nothing mattered but Hizashi, Hizashi, Hizashi. Rolling his hips down in tight figure eight movements had his husband groaning up at him. Hands kneading at his back as they swept up and down.
Sending tingles fanning under his skin as Hizashi touched him with such tenderness it left him absolutely breathless. Eager to accept whatever it is that his husband had brewing in his head. Hands slid along his back with circles kneaded into his lower back before sweeping down to slide a caress over his ass. Just as he had before they broke apart; squeezing at his ass before sweeping back up towards his shoulder blades. Nails grazing lightly over his clammy skin had him shuddering at the light touch.
Sliding his lips against those soft warm ones, he happily melted into his chest again with hips grinding tightly together. Hizashi following along with his figure eight movements and God if it didn't have his toes curling tightly at the press. The figure eights ground into him that he happily moved with. The nails dragging lazily, lightly, over his skin with fingertips tracing over scars with an expertise that had him shuddering. Fuck, he really couldn't get enough of this man and the pleasure he could give.
The soft touch of his palms moving over his feverish skin as that heat had sweat pricking at his forehead. So hot, so hot, so hot. He'd been in the path of Endeavor's flames before and yet nothing left him hotter than this. He happily continued that tight figure eight movement with hands sliding down to grab at his ass. Fingers playfully flicking at the waistband of his pants to get his dick twitching from the bursts of excitement. The jolts of heat raced down his back when he shuddered at his husband's wandering hands.
The nails that were grazed lightly along his sides with racing breaths fanning over his uncomfortably hot cheek as lips crushed themselves to his. Returning that quiet urgency as hips ground tightly against him with hands sliding over his ass in another caress before sliding along his waist. Kneading at him firmly in squeezes to get his heart jumping in his chest. Pounding viciously when he gave a tight back and forth rub that had his husband groaning up at him. A deep, guttural sound that had his stomach flipping.
A deafening sound in the darkness of their bedroom as hands continued their sweeping caresses up and down his back. It had him melting against his husband as his dick twitched again when he rubbed himself shamelessly against his husband. Shuddering when hands came down to grab at his ass to yank him forward with his backwards slides. Pleasure pooled into his stomach from the sparks of heat the action gave him. Exhaling sharply as his breaths raced back in, he slid his lips with that hard press.
One that got his lips tingling from the force of their kiss that had him squirming with an sharp, excited exhale. A kiss that screamed with that quiet urgency with each slide of his hips as Hizashi ground up against him with a groan. He hadn't intended for tonight to go this way. He hadn't been thinking of it when he'd woken groggy and hot only to stumble out of their bedroom to care for Eri. But when he came back, he hadn't expected the kisses over his hot cheeks from his husband. The gentle hands tugging him close.
Being pulled on top of him with arms around his waist. He hadn't thought those soft, chaste kisses and nuzzles would lead to something hotter, but God knows he didn't mind it one bit. Not at all. Desire always went two ways and God knows that Hizashi was feeling it with him. He wasn't alone in that fear of being in the mood for sex. Sliding his hips back, hands yanked at his ass to tug him forward in a hard rub. God, it had him burning up to have that tug bringing him forward to rub against him.
His dick twitched with that excitement when he felt a wet drop soaking into the fabric. Then another. It had him groaning as he pressed himself down hard, hard, hard against his husband when he caught a twitch of the blonde's dick against him. It had his toes curling as he slid himself back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Letting his husband yank him forward in drags that had him moaning lowly in his throat as he hands kneaded at his ass in between each yank forward. Hips grinding up in tight circles against him.
To continue on until he was sure he'd blister apart. Burst into flames. He took his shaking breaths through his nose as he rubbed himself shamelessly against his husband with that toe worthy pleasure pooling into his stomach. Feeding into the ache settling into the lower half of it that had his dick aching with it. Twitching shamelessly as he rubbed against the blonde; as if he were the one about to be objectified in that odd way. As if he was nothing more than the pillow his head rested on for him to get off.
It had him shuddering when he felt hips bucking up against him in a thrust that nudged him up. A moan ripped out of him when he jerked his hips down causing Hizashi's to waver slightly with a moan bursting out of the blonde. Hands let go of their hold on his ass to slid up with fingertips flicking at the waistband of his boxers. And then, then, then hands were slipping down past the waistband into his boxers to grab at his ass. The softness and warmth of his husband's hands on him had him whining shrilly.
Shuddering when Hizashi then began pulling him forward with each slide back. Dripping shamelessly into his boxers as his dick twitched in a frenzy from the pleasure burning into him with pleasure pooling into his stomach. It had his thighs tensing with that urge to squeeze his thighs together only to press them to his husband's waist instead as his knees dug into the bed. Whimpering breathlessly at his husband as he continued rubbing himself against Hizashi when he twisted to press down against Hizashi.
His whimper cresting up into a deafening moan when he felt Hizashi's twitching dick hardening beneath him. It had his back arching when he pressed down hard, hard, hard against his husband as he continued to slide back and forth. God, it was fucking exciting feeling the bulge beneath him hardening as it pressed out against the thin loose fabric of his husband's pajama's. Easily felt. There was no doubt about it. He whined when he lifted away from the kiss with a smack where he then traced the blonde's lower lip with his tongue.
Flicking at them lightly with that playfulness to get his husband's mouth opening with a breath fanning over his lips when he flew forward with his own mouth opening. Crushing his lips to Hizashi's with such force it had his teeth aching, but he happily ignored it in favor of moving his tongue eagerly. Scraping the edge of his teeth when he then touched Hizashi's tongue with his own. Sliding forward to flick his tongue playfully at the metal ball of his bar before swirling around it when he got a rub of Hizashi's tongue to his.
Rubbing himself against that hardening bulge beneath him as hands kneaded at his ass. He leaned his weight onto his left hand when he lifted his right up to sweep over his husband's heaving chest. Flicking his fingers out blindly before finding the skin of his areola with his nipple mere inches from the tips of his fingers. Sliding his hand up, he rubbed the pads of his fingers over his areola blindly when he lifted his hand up to trail his fingers over the hardened nipple. Humming when he repeated the action.
Flicking his fingernails at the metal ball of his piercing with a click that rang out with deafening volume in the darkness. He could feel his husband's chest arching up into his hand. Trailing over that nipple again, again, again with fingers tugging at the piercing had his husband squirming when hands squeezed at his ass. It had his dick twitching when he felt that rush draining from his head down, down, down. Blood burning through his veins as it streaked down when his husband's hands pulled out of his boxers.
Reaching next to them with a rustle of the blankets followed quickly by hands clawing at the cap of lube. The pop was deafening in the quiet of their bedroom, in the darkness, when the quiet sound of it being placed back down rang out. And then Hizashi's hands were diving back down with a hand holding his boxers away from him while slick fingers quickly made their way between his cheeks. It had him shuddering with a whimper when fingers wiggled forward slickly until they were making contact with him.
It had a jolt running down his back at how cold the lube felt against his feverish skin. Against the rim of his hole. The slick up and down rubs had him moaning out at the blonde who slid his hand holding his boxers away down into them. Tugging him open awkwardly as fingers rubbed slickly against him. His tongue sliding, rubbing, flicking against his playfully which he answered in kind with. Massaging his tongue in a rub against Hizashi's as fingers rubbed slickly against him sent a shiver up his back.
Had his twitching dick hardening much like Hizashi's as he ground himself down in tight circles against the blonde who ground up against him. Moving together when the blonde's fingers curled in with that pressure to get him moaning out as he arched his hips back slightly with the hand holding him open squeezed. A hard, strong squeeze that had him shuddering with an arch to his back when he felt the blonde squirming beneath him. Shifting before fingers began to roll solid, firm circles that had his toes curling.
The same ones that had been used on him mere hours ago had him moaning out at his husband encouragingly. Wanting more, more, more from this man. He needed, wanted, lusted for more, more, more. It left him absolutely insatiable as he ground his hips down in tight circles. Leaving him shuddering as he moaned at the blonde again with a squirm of his hips before arching back against those rubbing fingers. How easily could they slip in? How effortlessly would they dip into him after being prepped earlier?
He was still "loose" as others would describe it so surely it wouldn't take much, would it? Or was his husband merely going for teasing? For playful rubs that had his toes curling? Pleasure pooled into his stomach as shameless drops of pre-come soaked into the thin material of his boxers as he ground himself down. Tight circles that had his husband moaning up at him with the rustle as his legs jerked beneath him. Kicking at the blanket to knock it off towards the edge of the bed when he felt fingers slipping against him.
Giving another of those slow swirling circles that had him moaning encouragingly back at the squirming blonde beneath him. His dick ached from the over use tonight but he couldn't help himself. He truly couldn't. He needed the blonde so damn much and it was as if every unsatisfying moment with their quickies was rearing its ugly head within him. Leaving him frantic to have his husband while he can. While he could have him. Groaning under his breath as he rolled those tight grinding circles down against his husband.
Tight circles that had the blonde groaning back with the hand on his ass squeezing. Fingers swirling before his fingers lifted up with fingertips swirling over the rim of his hole. Teasing him. It had him jerking his hips back with a whimper as he moved his tongue to rub against Hizashi's. The blonde massaged his tongue against his with rubs that had him squirming. Whining shrilly at the blonde who continued that tracing touch of finger tips against his hole. An absolute tease that had him whimpering at him again.
Arching his hips back with a keening moan that rang with the impatience he could feel twisting into him. Flicking his tongue at Hizashi's earned him a flick back with a slide against his when he whimpered at the rolling fingertips. It had his inner walls spasming with a clench that had him writhing above the blonde. Empty, empty, empty. He wanted something in him even if it was a singular finger. He whined with a jerk back of his hips to press back against Hizashi's rubbing fingers when they curled inwards with that pressure.
And then, then, then his husband's fingers were slipping into him effortlessly. It had them both moaning in unison when he clenched down tightly around the fingers sliding into him slickly. Sparks raced up his back coaxing it to arch as he then brought his fingers together to pinch sharply at his husband's nipple. A sharp pinch that had the blonde's moan reaching that keening pitch with the picture frames above them rattling on the wall. Trembling lightly with the lampshades when he then twisted idly back and forth.
Flicking his tongue at Hizashi's before pulling back with a gasp being taken by the both of them when he came back down to crush his lips to Hizashi's again. Urgent, slick slides of their lips bringing with it that smack to break up the quiet brush. The rustling of the fitted sheet was deafening along with the rustle of his husband's hair over the pillow case. Fingers bottomed out within him with the pads of them rubbing soothingly at his inner wall. He clenched tightly around them sending a spark of heat up his back.
Fuck, that pleasure was everything. The simplistic pleasure of having even a bit of Hizashi in him had another of those keening, needy moans flying out of him as he ground his hips down. Tight circles that mimicked the fingers rubbing circles into his inner wall when he felt the erection beneath him twitching. His own was dripping shamelessly into his boxers with each tight roll of his hips down as his husband rubbed at him. Crushing slides of soft, damp lips moving against his with that same urgency.
That same desire. It had him shuddering with an arch to his back when he felt the blonde squirming beneath him to which he gave a sharp tug on his nipple. Earning himself a trembling, throaty moan from his husband when he renewed the strength of his pinch tearing a shrill, muffled cry from his husband. Squirming, writhing, twisting. Neither able to keep still under the crushing weight of the humidity in their bedroom. God, he'd sworn he got his fill earlier from Hizashi. That it had been more than enough.
He'd thought that after their barebacking sex with the attempt at felching and then the hand job he'd gotten from Hizashi would be enough. That it would satisfy that bubbling desire, but it had merely stirred the pot. Stirred up another wave of longing that refused to abate from the time he woke again due to the heat. Grinding himself against his husband's twitching erection had a moan ripping out of him at the pleasure sparking up his back when Hizashi's fingers wriggled inside of him before pulling back.
Thrusting in with a slick squelch, it had him moaning out at his husband encouragingly. A drawn out sound that had the blonde groaning at him when hips ground up viciously against him. Fingers pulling back then thrusting back into him effortlessly with that slick squelch that had his toes curling. It had another groan flying out of Hizashi as fingers began to settle into those long thrusts that always had his toes curling. Had him shuddering with an arch to his back when he moaned as fingers slid slickly in and out of him.
Thrusts that had the pads of fingers rubbing carelessly over his inner walls. It had him squirming fiercely with a keening moan leaving himself. A deafening burst of sound in the silence of their bedroom. Amplified by the darkness of it that had shivers racing over his back as Hizashi's fingers thrusted boldly into him. Confidently into him. They then paused before spreading out to push at his inner walls firmly. And he clenched around spread fingers with a whimper flying out of him breathlessly. Fuck. Him.
There was something so unbelievably exciting to be moving blindly as he twisted idly at his husband's nipple. The quiet sounds that normally seemed damn near nonexistence in the light seemed so deafening now. The sound of their racing pants ringing out with the squelches of thrusting fingers ringing out like shots of sound. It was exciting. So unbearably exciting when he tugged at his husband's nipple earning himself a reedy whine from the blonde beneath him. It had his heart jumping in his chest as he tugged again at it.
So hot, so hot, so hot. He was so fucking hot with sweat forming on his forehead only to drip down much like the back of his neck. His lower back. It had him shuddering as he moved his lips in fierce, passionate kisses with his husband. Kisses that he couldn't get enough of as the blonde's fingers thrusted into him with such confident boldness it left him burning up. God, he'd never burned hotter than now. He could die happy right now. He knew that what he requested of the blonde could go both ways tonight.
They could both play their parts acting like the other was nothing more than a toy. Both could merely close their eyes and act it out. It was an exciting thought, but he knew he wouldn't dare keep up with it. He shuddered with a jerk back of his hips as fingers thrusted into him quickly. Spreading out intermittently to push out at the relaxed muscles as his toes curled tightly. His knees digging into the mattress as he clenched around those thrusting fingers with another of those breathless, needy moans leaving him.
It was perhaps one of the best things that he adored about having sex back-to-back. It made getting him ready done all the faster. To get him perfectly ready was an easily achieved thing when they'd had sex hours ago and God knows he adores that. Breaking away from the kiss with gasps of shallow pants being taken, he dipped his head down. Lapping his tongue over his husband's left nipple had shivers racing over the blonde beneath him. Sent a shiver down his own back at the feel of his hardened nipple against his tongue.
It had him all too eager to lean in where he then lapped at it again delightedly. Squirming when fingers spread out inside of him again when he squeezed tightly around them. He fucking loves it. Loves, loves, loves it when his husband's fingers pressed together to thrust into him again, again, again. Giving him that toe curling pleasure with his firm curl of his fingers pressing inwards. Rubbing against his inner wall so damn good when fingers were thrusting deeper. Long thrusts that had him moaning out.
Deep, deep, deep into him with that careless rub to get his lashes fluttering on his cheeks when his eyes threatened to roll back on him. Moaning at the pleasure that came hand in hand with the quiet bolts of overstimulation as he rolled his hips down against the blonde. Lapping his tongue over his hardened nipple before nipping at it sharply in unison with a tug on his right one. Loving the whine, it got him when his husband's grinding hips stuttered beneath him with his chest arching up to press up against his mouth.
His hand. He then covered his husband's nipple with his mouth; digging his teeth into the rim of his areola as he flicked then swirled his tongue against his nipple. Loving the arch to his husband's back up when the hand on his ass was flying out of his boxers while fingers spread out within him. The blonde's hair twisted into his hair with a moan flying out of the man when nails dragged over his scalp. And he was pinned to his heaving chest which he had not a problem with. If anything he fucking loves it.
It only served to rile him up further to feel fingers tugging at his hair as he was pressed tightly to his husband's chest. Swirling and lapping his tongue over his hardened nipple before closing his mouth slightly allowing his teeth to scrape over his husband's areola. Tugging sharply at the right with fingers thrusting fervently into him with a light tremble he could feel. He needed, needed, needed Hizashi. Just as he knew they needed to sleep. Needed this to be the last time they had sex back-to-back like this.
Especially when he could feel that overstimulation zapping at him. Threatening to make him back out if it became too much. However, the spread of those fingers was fucking drool worthy. The feel of them rubbing carelessly at his inner wall had him hotter than anything as he rocked on his knees slightly. Ruining his grinding when he arched his hips back to twitch backwards in an attempt to meet his husband's thrusting fingers. It had him moaning breathlessly at his husband with that encouragement.
It had fingers changing their speed for something faster; pulling out just enough for the tips of them to remain inside before thrusting into him slickly. It sent sparks up his back that fanned under his skin. God, it had him burning up as he tugged at his husband's nipple before pinching hard at it. Biting down on the other playfully until he was sure he could feel the bars running through it beneath his fingers. It had his husband throwing his head back and howling with such volume it made him truly grateful their room was sound proofed.
So confident that not another soul could hear them with how expertly their room was sound proofed. A shudder raced down his back at the jolt of pain in his ears when his husband choked it off. The hand in his hair clutching at him with fingers shaking lightly against him when he felt the fingers thrusting into him pulling out. The hand in his hair tightening briefly before working itself free with tugs on his hair sending sparks down his back. And fingertips skimmed down the center of his back when the hand in his boxers slipped out.
Hands reaching for the waistband of his boxers where they then coaxed the fabric down over his ass. He knew he needed to move to get them off which he did; it had his husband whimpering when he popped off of his nipple. Flicking his tongue then following it with a nip that had his chest raising up. And he then shuffled backwards with his hands reaching for his boxers. Sitting back as his husband sprung up in a sitting position and even in the dark lighting he could make out the blonde. It was subtle but he could see him.
The wild mussed locks and the flutter of his chest with his nipple shining slickly in the dim lighting from his saliva. It was hard to make out the blush that he knew was smothered over freckled cheeks. His gaze flicked down instinctively with a shudder racing down his back at the sight of the blonde's erection pressing out effortlessly. Bulging against the loose fitting pajama bottoms he'd chosen for tonight. It had his heart skipping in his chest when he sat back to begin working his boxers down his legs.
Kicking at them while his husband did the same. Working clothing down fast, fast, fast with legs kicking at clothing to get them off fast. This resulted in pants and boxers alike being kicked off the side of the bed to the floor off the side of the bed. He shuddered when his erection sprung up to tap lightly against his happy trail. It was so sensitive to the hot air of the bedroom. So much rubbing and stroking wouldn't do him any favors, but he needed this. Need Hizashi. So bad, so bad, he felt ready to fall apart.
He wondered how he breathed without that longing boiling. How he'd slept earlier. It was eating him up when he watched his husband reaching next to them. Reaching out to scoop up the lube where a dollop was squeezed onto glistening fingers when Hizashi then reached down. Rubbing a thin layer over the piercings causing them to glisten slickly in the low lighting. It triggered that all too familiar mouthwatering reaction at the sight of it resting so innocently against his husband's stomach. The fullness of it.
The twitch he caught as the lube was spread out before the condom was plucked up. Ripped open without a second of hesitation with the slippery ring being rolled on quickly with that careful easing over piercings. Tugged into place down near the base, he shifted forward with his pants hitching when his husband then laid out again. He then crawled forward to shift his position with feet coming to rest on the bed near the blonde's upper arms. He could almost hear that confused expression on his husband's face before it clicked.
He spread his legs out when he braced himself on his right hand then reached down to spread himself open. Whether Hizashi could see it or not, the groan leaving the blonde as hands moved to hold his erection up were more than enough. There was a fidget before his husband's condomed erection was rubbing against him slickly. Firm rubs that had his breath catching at the light scratch of the condom's rubber against him. He shuddered at the sharp twist of excitement in his chest with that playful grind.
The rub that had his toes curling with impatience threatening to rear its ugly head in him. Sliding, rubbing, grinding. It had him whimpering at the blonde who whined back when he felt hips pulling away for the head of his erection to then nudge at him. Grinding, pushing, pressing playfully when he dragged his teeth over his lip before biting down on it to muffle another whimper. He lowered his hips to push down against him which, amazingly, created the give that allowed his husband to slip into him with little protest.
It had him moaning out breathlessly in that needy, desperate pitch when his husband groaned. A snapping sound that had him shuddering when he planted his right hand back onto the bed with his legs falling open as his feet slid over the bed. Shuddering as he sank down slowly on the blonde when he couldn't help a moan at the scratch of the condom against his sensitive inner walls. God, it felt so fucking good. Slicker than earlier when he hadn't had a condom on but he didn't mind the condom one bit.
If anything, he always has and always will lovethe scratch of the condom against his sensitive inner walls. Fluttering, clenching, around the blonde with that sensitivity sparking up his back with the pleasure of having Hizashi inside of him again. Admiring that thickness to his erection that had his back arching, his toes curling, at the pleasure of it. Stretching out the tired muscles with a rub to get him moaning out lowly in his throat with his fingers twisting into the comforter. His knees falling open when hands slid along his inner thighs.
Clinging onto it when his husband bottomed out with hips then arched up to grind tightly against him. Tight circles that he couldn't stop himself from following along with. The feverish heat of his husband was almost too much. The feverish heat under his own skin almost felt far too much for him to handle with the humidity of the room. His erection throbbed lightly against his stomach with drops of pre-come smearing onto the skin leaving it slick. Twitching. He ground himself down against the blonde's pelvis giddily.
Listening to that that slick squelch ringing out intermittently. Clenching down tightly around him had his heart jumping in his throat where it pounded his very breaths out of him. Breathless. There was so much sensitivity and pleasure it damn nearly robbed him of breath. Grinding himself down against Hizashi, he let his head fall back with a whimper leaving him when hands kneaded at his inner thighs. Sliding up to squeeze at his knees as they kept up that tight grinding with that pleasure ripping up his back.
It had him moaning out when he felt hands sweeping down his inner thighs a whine leaving his husband. He clenched tightly around his husband as he admired the thickness of Hizashi's erection. Always so slender, it was damn drool worthy having the thick erection stretching him out so fucking good. Pushing at the fatigued muscles with just enough insistence to get him shuddering. It had that pleasure pooling into his stomach with each tight grind the both of them gave as his toes curled from the pleasure it created.
He clutched at the holds he had with his hands before digging them into the mattress. And then he pushed off with his feet to lift himself up. Giving in to that howling voice in the back of his head, he lifted up then dropped down with a slick squelch. It had his husband moaning up at him with hands squeezing at his inner thighs when he pushed off the bed again to lift upwards then dropping down with a slap of their meeting skin. The slick squelch of the lube and condom rubbing together when he clenched tightly.
A deafening sound that had him shuddering when he lifted himself up then down, up then down. Dropping with an increasing strength that had the blonde moaning out encouragingly at him before he was using his hold on his thighs to yank. Pulling him down when he slid himself up; moving slowly to lift himself up only to have his husband's hands yank him down to his pelvis. A sharp slap ringing out from the thin layer of sweat on the both of them already from that damn heat. A thin layer that had formed over night.
That slap of meeting skin was a shot of sound in the darkness and silence of their bedroom. Lifting himself up only to be yanked down with another slap had him more than giddy with that delight. When he didn't feel that usual discomfort that would keep him from moving right away. No protest from the stretch that told him that they didn't have to wait for him to adjust. That they didn't need to grind and wait for him to give the okay for moving. It was like a breath of relief being able to dive head first into it like this.
It had him swinging himself up further only to have Hizashi yank him down harder. The rub of his erection against his inner wall had him throwing his head back with a moan. The faint scratch of the condom through the lube had his toes curling when he fell into the rhythm of lifting himself up only to have his husband pull him down. It was an awkward bouncing rhythm but God if he didn't fucking love it. If he didn't feel hungry to raise himself up only to have those strong hands pulling him right back down.
The twitch of his husband's hips beneath him that jumped up to thrust shallowly when he was yanked down. Up and down, up and down, up and down. Whining at the strength in his husband's hands as fingers dug into his inner thighs when he was yanked down. Shallowly bouncing himself on the blonde who seemed giddy at the chance to yank him down. And he eagerly lifted himself up with that slap of their clammy skin meeting filling up the silence of the bedroom. Deafening in the darkness of the area.
And he fucking loves it; loves lifting himself only to be slammed down to his husband's pelvis with that sharp slap ringing out with a whine tearing out of him. The feeling of Hizashi's hands on him when he began to speed up. Bouncing himself faster with a keening moan ripping itself out of him with his hands shaking lightly as he clung to the blankets. Bouncing himself giddily as his hair swayed against his back that arched ever so slightly with a whimper leaving his husband. Oh, it had him flinching at how high it got.
Piercing his sensitive eardrums when he clenched tightly around his twitching erection. Was he just as sensitive? Was he just as overstimulated as himself? It sent a shiver down his back at the thought as he bounced himself quickly. Digging his hands and feet into the bed to aid in his bouncing with Hizashi yanking him down harder. It was rare when they were able to have that rough, fast sex right out the gate. Normally he refused a second round when Nezu started getting in their asses about it but tonight was theirs.
He'd have all day to recuperate from it and if Hizashi wanted him just as much as he wanted him then goddammit, he'd happily do it. He would happily let himself get off on the blonde like he was nothing more than a dildo. Let his husband use him up like he was a damn fleshlight if that's what got them off tonight. He wanted to be used up. He wanted his husband to devour him whole and leave nothing but a shaking mess behind. He wanted Hizashi to take that control from him no matter how little it was.
To make him bounce him on his erection like he would with a toy and use him. He wanted the blonde to take the chance to use him like that; use him how he saw fit. The yanking hands had him moaning out at the hard impacts down against the blonde's pelvis when he felt hips jumping up to meet another yank. Slamming himself down, the sharp slap of hips jumping up to strike at him had a groan flying out of his husband when he squeezed tightly around that twitching, throbbing erection giddily.
The scratch of the condom faintly making its way through the layer of lube. The stretch of that thick erection that had shivers racing up his back at how full he felt. He swore, nothing could give him a pleasure like this. No one else could. He moaned at the blonde as he pushed off the bed with his feet and hands to swing himself up higher only to have his husband pull him down. A rhythm, a routine, that they happily fell into that he adored. Hips jumping up to meet his jerking pulls down with that crisp slap.
Racing, ragged pants taken by the both of them that were deafening. Each small, insignificant sound making its deafening appearance in the darkness as he writhed. Squirming with toes curling against the bed as he swung himself up higher, higher, higher only to be yanked down by his husband. Ohhh, it was a pleasure that left him addicted. Eager for another chance to have it raked under his skin. Desperate for Hizashi. Lifting himself up, he couldn't stop himself moaning in that needy pitch at his husband.
Enthusiastically, which earned him a guttural groan from his husband with nails biting lightly into his skin as he was pulled down. Up and down, up and down, up and down. He shuddered with an arch to his back at the sparks of heat ripping up his back with pleasure pooling into his stomach. It had his erection throbbing erratically against his stomach as he bounced himself when hands slid along his thighs again. Coming down to his knees where they squeezed at him then sweeping back up his inner thighs again.
Sending tingles racing under his feverish skin. Clinging tightly to the erection within him, he swore he could fucking drool from that pooling pleasure. From the feverish heat ripping in waves under his skin leaving him hot, hot, hot at the raking nails of that lust under his skin. The desire for harder. Faster. To return the pleasure that was given to him so easily. So effortlessly. All because he had asked his husband to fuck him; to use him up like a toy. Like something inhuman meant to use to get off with.
Bouncing himself on Hizashi's erection was always a pleasure like nothing else. Gave him a control that he absolutely adored when he felt Hizashi squirming beneath him when a deafening moan leaving the blonde. A keening, trembling sound that had him shuddering at the pleasure-filled, enthusiastic sound leaving his husband. Encouraging him. He happily bounced himself with hair swaying and bouncing around his shoulders and face. Soft brushes over his feverish skin when he felt a drop of sweat race down his cheek.
He couldn't get enough of this man. He couldn't get enough of the heat. It had him squirming in-between his bounces as he squeezed tightly around the blonde's erection. Moaning in unison with his husband at the sparks it sent up his back at that rub. God, it had him squirming with feet pushing off the bed as he clawed more of the fitted sheet into his hands. Bouncing himself eagerly as hands kneaded at his inner thighs rather than yanking him down. Fuck him, he could do this all night long with Hizashi.
He could sit on this man and bounce himself all he fucking wanted until he got his fill. Until he satisfied the insatiability that raked at him with nails under his skin bringing with it a heat that promised to blister him alive. It was loud in the darkness. The ragged, rasping pants being taken by himself and Hizashi. The quiet creak of a spring just barely being stimulated from his push off and his impacts. The slap of their clammy skin meeting like a shot of sound in the darkness. So, so unbelievably loud in tonight.
The back of throat sounds leaving the both of them that just barely made it out on huffing breaths. The slick squelches of the condom and lube rubbing together that he had missed earlier when Hizashi tried his felching. Shots of deafening sound in the quiet of their bedroom had his stomach dropping as it pooled with pleasure with each bounce he gave. The sweat pricking at his forehead rolled down the sides of his face, his cheeks, towards his jaw. So hot, so hot, so hot. He was so fucking hot already.
The heat was insufferable as he giddily bounced himself. God, he fucking loves the thickness of his husband's erection. Most of the dildos they had were thick, but nothing left him in threat of drooling like Hizashi's erection could. It had him squirming, twisting, even as he bounced when he slid his feet over the bed to bring his knees forward to dig into the mattress. He swung himself forward with hands planting on the bed next to his husband's shoulders. Hovering over the panting blonde as he then resumed his bouncing.
Moving without a second thought. Jerking his hips up and down, up and down, up and down with swings of his hips growing reckless as hand slid along his waist. Hips snapped up to meet his bouncing beautifully as his back arched at the strength of those hips slamming up against him. Nothing would get him off harder than the feeling of Hizashi's hips slamming at him like that. The feeling of Hizashi burying himself into him again, again, again. It had his skin ripping with heat as he panted raggedly.
Pressing his knees and hands into the bed as he bounced himself with locks of hair clinging to his clammy throat and shoulders. His face. Brushing lightly against the feverish skin as he bounced fast, fast, fast. Riding this man for all his worth. It had the blonde moaning in rising volume beneath him as hands kneaded at his waist in hard squeezes. Weakly guiding him up and down as the blonde's head pressed back into the bed with blonde lashes fluttering as they focused up on him. Lips parting with those ragged pants.
Hell, he could see the faint of his husband's tongue piercing glinting up at him. The bars running through his nipple and the countless piercings in his ears that caught the low lighting in faint winks. It had his heart pounding sickeningly against his chest as he bounced faster. Coming down to his pelvis harder. Riding him like he would a damn dildo or something of the sort. Riding him as he moaned beneath him with such enthusiasm and ecstatic pleasure it had him shuddering. He could do this every damn day.
He could fuck this man every day if he had it his way. And he knew that was a shared emotion that his husband would understand perfectly. He was just as insatiable as his husband who was slamming up to meet his drops with that sharp slap of their skin meeting. So good, so good, so good. Everything about this was fucking amazing. He'd truly expected Hizashi to say no when he mentioned sex; had been worried if he asked for it that he'd get a multitude of reasons as to why they couldn't. Shouldn't.
But here he was, fucking himself on the blonde like he was little more than a doll for him to get his rocks off. It felt greedy. Selfish. And yet his husband's gaze was burning up at him with that heat that sent shivers down his back. He could feel the bed bouncing lightly beneath them from his hard drops down as he panted raggedly with air that seemed to get knocked out of his lungs when he dropped down. When hips were slamming up to meet his strength, his speed, much to his delight as he moaned out at the blonde.
It had his air flying out on huffs and sharp exhales that had the blonde groaning when he squeezed tightly around that twitching erection. He wanted to hear whatever vulgar words that the blonde had in his head. He wanted to hear that husky voice snarling at him, yet the blonde was gasping as if he was the one bottoming. As if he was having his air, his words, fucked right out of him. The idea that it could be true sent a shiver down his back as he pushed off the bed with his hands as his erection tapped against his stomach.
Slick. The sensation had him whining shrilly at his husband who tightened his hands on his waist. Holding onto him desperately with huffs and puffs leaving the man each time he slammed himself down against his pelvis. God, he loves Hizashi. Loves, loves, loves him. He didn't know if anyone could keep up with him. If anyone else could even begin to deal with his shit and baggage. It had him utterly delirious when he leaned down to press a kiss to a feverish cheek only to smear a drop of sweat with his lips.
Pulling back to kiss at the bridge of his husband's nose when he pushed himself back up with lips pressing against his cheek. So hot. Hizashi was burning up beneath him and he was doing no better. He was absolutely burning as he bounced himself on that throbbing erection giddily. He didn't need much. He didn't need a long build up just to come. He wanted to hear those ugly, vulgar and dehumanizing words from his husband. Needed to hear them. Nails raked over his waist leaving burning lines behind.
A wheezing breath leaving the blonde when a cry tore out of the man. Jerking beneath him with hips pounding up in a frenzy when he clenched down hard around his husband. It had him crying out in unison at those hard pounding thrusts when his husband was pushing up. Flipping him over where his back hit the bed much like his head into the pillow. Puffing around his head as a spring squeaked at his sudden weight being pushed on it when his legs kicked out awkwardly. Struggling to adapt to the sudden change.
Moaning when Hizashi yanked his hips back then slammed at him. Using that frantic, frenzied pounding with sweaty skin meeting in slick slaps again, again, again with a deafening quality that had him whimpering. Squirming, twisting, beneath his husband who pounded at him without a trace of that mercy when the man growled at him. It was a feral, guttural sound used with the help of his quirk and God if it didn't have his pounding heart jumping wildly against his chest. His stomach fluttering with the butterflies of excitement.
He then cried out again as that pounding knocked the air out of his very lungs. Twisting eagerly beneath his husband for another hard thrust as he planted his feet to the bed to move with him. Jerking his hips as he slid slightly over the fitted sheet with sweat streaking over his forehead down to his temples. To soak into his hair. He couldn't get enough of Hizashi. Pounding thrusts nudged him lightly as he jerked his hips to meet those pounding thrusts when he felt his husband then pinning him down tightly to the bed.
Nails raking over his waist before coming up to brush finger tips along the underside of his aching erection. Throbbing as it dripped onto his stomach creating a runny patch of pre-come. It had him twisting, squirming, with that eagerness when he let out a reedy whimper at his husband when his hips stuttered briefly before resuming their hits to Hizashi's pelvis when he felt teeth nip at his nipple. A sharp bite that had him whining shrilly when the blonde lifted his head to flick his tongue at it before the man was hover over him.
Eyes blazing down at him with pounding thrusts sending sparks of heat and oversensitivity up his back much to his delight. Pooling pleasure into his stomach when he watched kiss swollen lips part slightly with blonde brows squeezing together as lashes fluttered. Hizashi is so fucking beautiful. He is attractive. He is stunning. Hizashi is fucking sexy. He'd happily say it once they were out of the scene. He could admire every curve, dip, and roll on Hizashi's slender body and still believe he was the sexiest man alive.
"Th-This is all that you were made for, is-isn't it? You we-were made to take my fucking cock, weren't you? No-Nothin' but another tight hole for me to fuck to m-mmmy hearts content, yeah?" Oh. Ohhhh, it sent sparks down his back at that husky voice slurring his words up at him through a moan. "Ju-Just a dumb toy fo-for me to fuck when I want! Yo-You were made fo-for nothing more than to ha-have a fucking cock in you! To take mine! Isn't that right, baby? Such a li-little cock whore with a tight hole for me to fu-fuck, right?"
Oh, oh, oh. It sent sparks down his back as he bounced himself quickly when nails raked over his waist with a hand coming up then cracking down sharply on his ass. It tore a cry out of him at the pain blistering over the cheek when fingers dug into the spot to squeeze tightly. "Yes! Yes, yes, yesssss, I am! Yo-You're right! Mmm! Ah! Ah, ah! Ohhhhh, fuck! 'm no-nothin' more than a toy! I wa-want you to fuck me all the time! Wa-Want you inside of me all the fucking time! Yo-You have no idea how fucking cra-crazy you get me!"
"Is th-that why you want me to use you up? Wa-Wanna be treated like a toy? Ac-Actng like a bitch in heat? Do-Does my baby really need to be tr-treated like the cock craving whore he is? Like the fuck toy he is? Oh! Ohhh, fuck, yeah! Cho-Choke my fucking cock, baby! Mmm! Nnnn! Ohh! You ju-just need Daddy to tre-treat you like the cock sleeve that you are? Like a fu-fuckin' toy who needs his ho-hole filled with somethin' just to be happy? Do yo-you need my cock so bad you'll ask fo-for it twice in a night? To be us-used up?"
Gasping. Panting. It was hard to find his words to the blonde's teasing questions when hips were pounding at him so fucking hard it was knocking every damn wisp of air out of his lungs. Panting raggedly in hitches that had his chest heaving upwards. His hands flying up to claw at freckled shoulders with a twisting squirm as a whimper burst out of him. "Yes! Yes, yes, yesssss! Ma-Make me a toy for you to get off on! Fi-Fill me up with all your cum! Fu-Fuck me! Use me up! Oh! Oh, oh, Zashi, please! Ah! Haah!"
"Please what, Sh-Shouta? Please fuck you like a rag doll? Pl-Please cum in you until it's dri-dripping out of you? Wh-What do you need from me, ba-baby boy? Huh?" God, fuck him. He couldn't breathe without Hizashi's hips knocking out of him the second he inhaled. His own hips jumping urgently to meet his husband's pounding thrusts. "Su-Such a greedy thing, aren't you? Cho-Chokin' my cock so gooood! Hot! Fuck, ba-baby, I could fuck you for the re-rest of the night! But I- Mmm! Nnn! Haah, yes! God, Shouta, yo-you're perfect!"
"So-So are you! You- Mmmm! Yo-You're gonna make me cum if-if you keep- Nnnghn! Ah! Ah, ah, there! Ri-Right fucking there! k Ke-Keep fucking me just like that, Zashi! Fuck me so goooood! Ma-Make my legs shake wh-when I gotta take ap iss! Make it hard to wa-walk! Fuck me like I'm ju-just a toy! Fuck me ha-haaaarder! Faster! Like that! Fuck me li-like that, that! Ahhhhn, fuck, Zashi! Mmm!"
"Oh, who to-told you could tell me wh-what to do? Haah, haah! Mmmm! Yo-You're nothing more than fo-for me to get off! I get to-to use you whenever I want! Fu-Fuck this tight little hole of yours wh-whenever I want! You take my co-cock because you want it so bad, don't you? Yo-You like being nothing mo-more than a toy for me to us-use as I see fit! An-And you love that, don't you? You lo-love being used up by Daddy, do-don't you? You li-like being stuffed full of my co-cock?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, I do! I fu-ffffucking love being stuffed full with it! So fu-fucking big I ca-can't get 'nough of it! Ah! Haah, haah! I wa-want you in me all the time! Le-Let you cum in m-mmmme whenenver you wa-want! I lo-love it when Da-Daddy fucks me like this! Po-Pounding me in-into the bed like I want! Ah! I need you so ba-bad! Want you so bad all the ti-time! Ah! Ahhhnn fuck! Shit! If-If you keep doing it li-like that I'm gonna cu- Mmm! Zashi, Zashi! Ah! I lo-love you, Zashi! I lo-love you so much!"
Oh, oh, it had heat ripping down his back at that keening moan leaving the blonde above him. At the praise the man had said was like a golden lining among the vulgar, degrading words of his husband and God knows he fucking adores it. He slammed his hips to meet Hizashi's pounding thrusts with a moan bursting out of the bed. The tickle of blonde locks swaying over his skin had him twisting eagerly with a shudder. Fuck, it had him boiling up to hear those slurred words leaving his husband seconds ago.
The vulgar words meant to shove him into the category of nothing more than a toy. Words meant to strip him down and leave him feeling like he truly was a toy for his husband to use. And in an odd way, he did feel objectified like that and he loves it. When his husband was pounding him into the fucking bed as he called him a fuck toy? A cock whore? Telling him he was born for no other reason than to take cock? It had him burning up as he threw his head back to his pillow with a shrill wail when the blonde pounded at him.
Hard hits that nudged him lightly over the bed with his head in danger of hitting off the headboard. He clawed at his husband's shoulders leaving him what he knew would he redlines that had his husband moaning at him. A desperate, reedy sound that had his toes curling as he pressed his feet into the bed. Doing his best to keep up with the rhythm that his husband had set for them. The rhythm they'd both settled on before he had been flipped over and pinned down to the bed. Fuck, he wanted to do this more.
As thrilling as sex was in the afternoon, there was something better about fucking in the dead of night. In having the bedroom so damn dark he could just barely make out the features of his husband's freckled face. It was absolutely exciting. He couldn't breathe without fanning the heat under his feverish skin as he clawed at his husband's shoulders to twist him closer. Curling his arms around him to yank him down as hips pounded at him with such strength it had him arching from the bed as sparks raced up it.
Crying out with a tremble when Hizashi dipped his head down to his chest to lap his tongue over his nipple. Rubbing his piercing against his hardened nipple had him jerking with his back arching up from the bed. Gasping in pants that fanned the heat under his skin when he buried his hand into the blonde's back while stretching the other to claw at his back. Holding him close, close, close as his skin slipped and slid slickly against his. Clammy from the heat and humidity of the room; from the heat mounting under it.
He couldn't get enough. He could spend every fucking day being pounded into the mattress by the blonde above him and he'd never get enough. He'd always be waiting for the next time with that same excitement he felt every other time. He squeezed Hizashi close to him as he panted when there was another lapping lick given to his hardened nipple with a purposeful grind of that piercing over it. It had him whimpering out when the blonde squirmed then twisted down with a moan vibrating over his chest.
It had his heart skipping over its pounding beats when he arched his chest up towards his mouth. Twisting a fistful of hair into his grasp when he dragged the nails of his other hand over Hizashi's shoulder blade tearing a moan from the blonde. It was a shot of heat with each pounding thrust of Hizashi's rang out with slap of their sweaty skin meeting. The huffing pants being taken by the both of them as he clung onto the blonde. The light squeaking of a spring beneath them from the vigorous motions above it.
He caught the light, intermittent hit of the headboard against the wall. So hard his husband was going but it didn't slow him. Didn't deter him. He held onto the blonde's hair as he dug his nails into his upper arm to hold onto him. So hot, so hot, so hot. He was so fucking hot as he gasped in his pants desperately to feed his burning lungs only to have his husband pound it out of him. His legs trembled lightly as he pressed his feet into the bed with his hands clutching at him. His erection throbbed erratically against his stomach.
Aching in that pinned space against Hizashi's stomach when he jerked his hips to meet the pounding thrusts the best he could. And then his husband's mouth was covering his nipple to bit down fiercely with hard sucks that had him shouting out. Was he working in a hickey or merely being rough with it? He had not a clue but God if it didn't have him twisting delightedly when he felt his husband's hand sliding along his thigh. He fucking loves it. God, there was nothing he loved more then when Hizashi listened to him.
When he listened to Hizashi. Loves it when the blonde gives him exactly what he needs when he needs it that second. He loves returning it to the blonde whenever he could. And God, it really is exciting to be fucking in a dark room like this in the dead of night. When it felt like the only two people alive were himself and Hizashi as their ragged pans filled the silence. The sharp slap of skin meeting skin with the slick, lewd squelches of the lube and condom rubbing together. Just the two of them existing in this heated moment.
He clenched tightly around Hizashi where he felt that identical throbbing in the man's erection. It tore a snapping growl out of his husband who dug his teeth into his areola tearing a shout out of him as his legs trembled at the rush. The heat fanning under his skin with each pounding thrust his husband gave that drove him higher. Leaving him in danger of falling into that boiling point. He writhed beneath the blonde when his left foot threatened to slip out from beneath him. His right balancing precarious when it slid.
Prompting him to adjust the position of his feet on the bed. Steeling himself as he jerked his hips frantically to meet the pounding thrusts being given. Fuck, this is what he missed earlier when they'd had sex the first time. When his husband had been toeing the line of how hard he was going to go. He could deny that while he loved the rhythm earlier, he absolutely loves it when the blonde pounds him like this. When his hips struck him so hard it had him howling out. When they knocking every damn wisp air out of his lungs.
When the strength left him hungry for more, more, more. Left him squirming at the thought of receiving another of those thrusts from his husband. Fuck, fuck! He was burning up with each strike of his husband's hips at him. The words he'd growled and groaned out seconds ago ringing in his head at just how demeaning they were. How much he fucking loves it when Hizashi would say such mean things. Cruel in any other setting but this time they were to demean him. To make his feverish brain focus on the goal he gave Hizashi.
Objectify him. It was meant to dehumanize him to the point he truly did only think of himself as something for Hizashi to get off. Fuck, it was hot. To hear those vulgar words being slurred on breathless and husky groans. Moans. It had him shuddering when he tightened his arms around his husband with a whimper as he squirmed at that fierce bite down on his nipple. Sucking fervently at his nipple with his tongue flicking and swirling against it sending tingles down his back. God, he fucking adores it when Hizashi does that.
Hips then jerked back, changing their angle, before snapping forward and he threw his head back on a wail. Tearing out of him as his legs trembled with the rest of him at the heat racing up his back when his husband groaned into his chest at the tight clench he gave instinctively. Howling out as his husband pounded into him again, again, again sending wave after wave of heat ripping up his back. Blistering heat that fed into the feverish heat under his skin; pooled into his stomach with that unbearable pleasure.
Waves of heat clawing up his back that had his thighs squeezing against Hizashi's waist. Rubbing uselessly against his husband's waist when the blonde continued to hit relentlessly at his prostate as he twisted and writhed beneath him. Another shrill wail leaving him when his husband lifted his mouth from his nipple to give it a sharp nip. Lapping his tongue over it to soothe the sting away along with the blunt ache those teeth indentations left behind. Soothing it away when he shuddered with an arch to his back.
And then the blonde was moving over to his right nipple with his tongue lapping over him with a purposeful rub of that piercing over it. It had him writhing with each pounding thrust bringing with it a wave of heat. He'd meant it when he told his husband that he wouldn't last long if he kept on the way he was going. He twisted with moans spilling out of him one after another shamelessly when his husband lapped at his nipple again. And then just like with the left, the heat of his his mouth was covering it.
The heat of racing pants on his skin had him shuddering when he squirmed beneath the blonde. A hand then slid along his thigh before tracing along his hip blindly. His waist. He whimpered eagerly with a thrust up that rubbed his weeping erection against the blonde's stomach when that hand wedged itself between their stomachs. Fingers wrapping tightly around him with a squeeze to get him moaning lowly in his throat encouragingly. Squirming with delight when the blonde began stroking him fast, fast, fast.
Keeping in time with his pounding thrusts. It had his legs shaking with the rest of him as he clawed at the blonde's back again while tightening his grasp on the fistful of blonde locks he held. Clinging onto his husband with hips slamming at him desperately when he clenched tightly around that throbbing erection with him. Did earlier have anything to do with easier orgasms? He remembered that night they played with overstimulation last year. When he'd asked for it and the aftermath of their scene.
It was an experience that had left his dick sore the next day but he'd learned from it. That once he got over the hump of a second orgasm was behind him that it made a third and fourth better. Easier to trigger. And Hizashi had jerked him off earlier in the bath when he asked for it so did that explain this insatiability that was burning him up? The frantic edge to those pounding thrusts being given? It had him groaning at the thought earning himself a groan back; as if his husband had been on the same page with him silently.
Mentally. It was blatant in the strength as hips struck at him while targeting his prostate sending sparks raking up his back it left him breathless. Damn near mewling in his moans, whines and whimpers. Holding onto his husband like an anchor as he felt muscles shifting under his arms. He could only imagine the roll of his husband's hips with his pounding thrusts and his own movements as he struggled to keep up with him. He'd watched their videos enough times to admire the roll of his husband's body.
The flex of his muscles and the rolls of his hips as he pounded at him like this. He's seen it in the mirror that one time they fucked in front of their full length mirror last year. God, if that didn't get him hot. If it didn't have him squirming, twisting, writhing beneath his husband who was huffing against his chest as he sucked at his nipple. His areola with teeth digging in firmly as if he were trying his damned best to leave a hickey behind. It wouldn't be the first time he attempted to do something like that.
Fuck, he was melting into the bed. Losing himself to their ragged panting mixing in with the rustle of the sheet beneath him. The slick slap of their skin melting in with the squelches of the condom and lube ringing out. Loud. Deafening in the silence. And fuck if it didn't get him off knowing how wide open their window was to accommodate the fan. Ohhh, he wished Hizashi had used a bit about the open window. It was exciting to think that someone, anyone, if they went on their back deck would no doubt hear them.
Listen in with perfect clarity due to their open window. It had him pressing his head back with a moan ripping out of him. It had his erection absolutely throbbing as his husband stroked him quickly to keep in time together when the blonde's tongue swirled around his nipple. Over his areola with teeth digging in damn hard tearing another keening moan out of him as he clung onto the blonde. Would anyone be able to see through the window? See through the darkness of the room? Or would the fan distort the scene within?
It had his heart jumping in his chest at the thought when he felt the stirrings of an orgasm twisting into his lower stomach. Gasping at the tremble to his thighs, the slight flex to his stomach, he couldn't stop himself from crying out when his husband began fisting at his throbbing erection. And he happily tightened around the throbbing one within him without a second thought. Clawing at his upper back again while his other hand clawed at his scalp. Yanking hard at the blonde locks he had wrapped around it.
Rewarding himself with a sudden, booming burst of sound that was the moan ripping out of his husband. Deafening as it rattled the lampshades on either side of them. The smaller items within their bedside drawers and the picture frames on the wall. His glasses case on their bedside table. Oh, oh, with those hits to his prostate how was he expected to last? To think about anything other than the orgasm fluttering through him as he began to form a spark in his lower stomach. A spark he chased after eagerly.
Something that was clawing up quickly with each pounding thrust of Hizashi's hips striking at him. The slick strokes over his twitching, dripping erection as he clenched down tightly around the blonde's own throbbing erection. Ohhhhhh, there was a frantic edge to his husband's pounding thrusts as they chased after those sparks. He jerked his hips frantically to meet his husband's pounding thrusts as he tightened his arms around him. Holding onto his moving anchor to keep himself from floating away.
He arched his back when the mouth on his nipple again pulled off to lap over the marks left behind. He could hear his gasping breaths feeding into breathless, huffing cries as his husband pounded at him. Muscles flexing beneath his hands as his husband panted against his chest with hot breaths fanning over his wet nipple. So hot, so hot, so hot. God, he was fucking hot. He writhed beneath Hizashi as that frantic desperation began to make itself all too abundantly clear in his thrusts as hair brushed over his sweaty skin.
Tickling it. He gasped at the light touch as he clung onto his husband desperately with hips jerking to meet one another. Clamping down tightly around that erection with him for all his worth to send sparks racing up his back. Causing it to arch upwards to push his chest up as he moaned at that pleasure. Fuck him, nothing, nothing, nothing would ever feel better than having Hizashi inside of him. Nothing could ever hope to compare to the blonde. It had him twisting, with his shaking right leg slipping out beneath him.
Rather than let himself become angry or disgruntled, instead he happily jerked it up. Curling it and his left leg around Hizashi's waist where he then dug the heels of his feet into Hizashi's lower back. Jerking him forward when he pulled back and fuck if that didn't have his husband moaning enthusiastically above him. The hand stroking him fast, fast, fast began to palm at the dripping head with each upwards stroke. Moaning with such shamelessness at his husband had the blonde groaning down at him in that throaty pitch.
As if he had suddenly become aware of the open window. Of how loud they were. But God if it didn't have those hips stuttering in the strength of their thrusts forward. Not a single hesitation in those pounding thrusts as he squeezed his legs around his slender waist. So close, so close, so close. So fucking close he could taste it. His orgasm was a hot spark in his lower stomach that each pounding thrust fed into. As if he had a large knob in the middle of his back that was being twisted tighter, tighter, tighter.
Driven nowhere but up with each hit of hips against him. His thighs tensed intermittently as he squeezed his legs around his husband with arms tightening around him. Breathless cries flying out of him as that heat ripped up his back with each pounding thrust given when he felt lips kissing at his chest. Soft pecking kisses with those soft words spilling out of his husband breathlessly for him to come. That it was okay, he can come. Hushed chants of his name leaving the blonde sent shivers down his voice.
It never failed to turn him on to hear his name spoken like that. The soft Shouta, Shouta, Shouta that was growing louder with each inhale. Like he was a god. A merciful being giving his husband a taste of that mercy. Like a praise. It had shivers racing down his back as his world began to shrink. A hot point where nothing mattered but hips pounding at him sending sparks of heat up his back. Driving him closer to that orgasm as he clung on tighter to the blonde. To Hizashi, Hizashi, Hizashi as his lashes fluttered.
Struggling with the effort of staying up. And God, he was so good, good, good. He was boiling in his own skin as sweat welled and streaked down his forehead to his temples. And that slurred babble of English leaving his husband had him twisting desperately when his husband pounded forward. Grinding himself as he stilled with a howl muffling itself into his chest as he felt the blonde's erection inside of him throbbing frantically. And that hit, that thrust, was all it took get him tipping over the edge with a wail.
Clawing at his back, his head, as his lashes fluttered when his eyes rolled back on him. His mouth dropping open as that insignificant pluck that had his thighs tensing up with a shake as his stomach flexed. Had that white-hot heat rushing up in a tingling wave before exploding in his stomach. White-hot waves slamming into him to eat him up. Choking him as he clung onto Hizashi desperately with the pulsing throbs of his erection. The hot spurts of come he could feel landing on his stomach. Shaking, shaking, shaking.
Loving the howl choking itself down into a groan from his husband sending shivers down his back. A low, husky, guttural sound that sounded truly as if his husband's bones were falling apart. Melting against him as he shook in his arms. Fuck, it was so good, so good, so good. Too good, too good, too good. It was agony. It was bliss. It had him huffing through the white-hot waves as he squirmed beneath his husband with hips thrusting eagerly to aid the waves. Choking, drowning, burning. There's so much to it.
Choking under the white-hot heat that ripped into him without mercy leaving him so hot, hot, hot. It was the worst. It was the fucking best. His husband's hips rocked against him with another of those low moans as he felt the frantic throbbing of his husband's erection much like his own. He clenched down tightly to help provide that comfort to the blonde as the hand wrapped around him kneaded at him. Milking him it felt. Squeezing him as he was stroked with that white-hot heat ripping him apart.
Too much, too much, too much. He was drowning under that heat with a choked sound leaving himself. Shuddering. Suffocating. A choked whimper left him then as his hips thrusted weakly to help along the waves of his orgasm as it began to ebb out of him. A slow, agonizing rake of nails under his skin as that orgasm drained out of him with a final, weak spurt leaving him that dribbled onto his stomach. Gasping in a breath finally, finally, finally without feeding the flames of that arousal. Without another throb of that white-hot heat.
His husband's erection throbbed frantically within him as he squeezed around him tight, tight, tight. He held the shaking blonde to aid him through the waves and aftershocks of his orgasm as his own crashed over him leaving him shaking again. Letting out a shuddering sigh as he melted into the bed with his husband whimpering into his chest. And then his husband slumped into his chest with a shaking sigh of his own as that throbbing of his erection began to slow inside of him. Twitching weakly.
Just like his own with ragged pants being taken by the both of them as they struggled to catch their breathing. So hot. He could feel sweat dripping down his skin along his body and face when he felt hips pulling back slowly, slowly, slowly. He whimpered in protest when his husband slipped out of him in a slick squelch. The blonde leaned forward then, and he groaned with a flinch when the lamp was turned on. The blonde then tapped at his shaking thighs coaxing him to let go as the blonde.
Listening as his husband crawled over to his side of the bed. Grabbing the wipes with a crinkle when he rolled his head over the pillow to watch Hizashi coaxing his filled condom off with shaking fingers. And without seeming to knot it off, the blonde dropped into the trash at the side of the bed. And then the blonde began to wipe his piercings off gently and his hand quickly. And then he was crawling over to him again with wipes being torn out of the pack that was used to swipe the come off of his stomach and pelvis.
Using a fresh one to scrub gently at his skin until suds formed on his skin from that hard press. Shaking hands then brushed over his damp skin when Hizashi leaned back to toss the wipes into the trash with the pack being placed on the table. And then Hizashi crawled back with an arm stretching out to turn the light off. Plunging them into darkness again. His husband then laid out with legs stretching out to wrap around his right leg with an arm curling over his damp stomach as Hizashi sighed out.
Then Hizashi's lips on his hot cheek when he happily threw his arms around the blonde. It was much, much too hot to cuddle to sleep but he happily peppered kisses over that red face. Over the smatterings of freckles that he knew where there as his husband giggled again when he felt an fingers coming through his hair as lips pressed to his own cheeks. Along his cheek bone, his jaw, his chin, the side of his nose and the tip of it. The bridge of it. Following along the scar beneath his eye then up to the arch of his eyebrow.
A frenzy of soft kisses that he returned to the blonde's feverish cheeks. Sweat smearing beneath his lips when he kissed his cheeks and forehead then to the bridge of his nose where those freckles were darkest. The blonde giggled at him breathlessly with the feel of him squirming before cuddling into his side with a giggle. An arm curled up beneath his head and pillow to support it but he didn't mind one bit. Fingers once again tugged through his hair gently when Hizashi's lips and nose nuzzled into his cheek.
Nuzzling him tearing a giggle out of him that had the blonde tightening his arms around him. As if delighted by the sound bursting out of him again when the blonde then lifted his lips from that nuzzle to kiss along the edge of his jaw. Crooning wordlessly when he got a kiss to his temple with the hand on his waist sliding slowly with Hizashi's arm resting across his stomach. Unbearably sweet. It had him melting as he kissed the blonde's freckled cheek and his forehead as he ignored the slick sweat there.
It was much too hot, but he happily cuddled into the blonde as he got another nuzzle from his husband. Tearing a breathless laugh out of him when Hizashi cuddled into his side with fingers twirling and tugging at his hair gently. He happily lifted a hand up to comb his fingers through blonde locks when Hizashi giggled again at him. God, he swore he'd never been more relaxed. Boneless as he melted into the bed as the euphoria weaving into him. The afterglow of yet another orgasm that had him relaxing.
Melting. He nuzzled his husband's freckled cheek earning himself a soft hum when let his heavy lashes flutter shut. And then the blonde tucked his head up beneath his chin with soft kisses against his throat. Nuzzling up beneath his jaw when he kissed at the top of Hizashi's head with hands sliding along the blonde's back. Fuck, he loves this man. Loves him to bits for considering having sex so late at night. For humoring him when he could have easily shut the idea down with the rationality he'd half expected.
He nuzzled his face into the wild blonde locks when he felt fingers lazily drifting along his waist and his side. Fingertips tracing the scars there blindly when the blonde began to croon gently at him. A sweet ballad he'd created forever ago to help him sleep as his lashes fluttered on his cheeks with a shuddering sigh leaving him as fingers continued to drift over his slick, feverish skin. The soft notes of his husband's crooned song were so sweet it had his heart aching. He always loved the lullabies his husband came up with.
Paired with the feeling of Hizashi cuddling into him? He couldn't help melting when that wordless crooning melted into the softly sung words of "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you" into his skin from his husband. It had him melting into a puddle when he hummed back wordlessly in that same pitch. A wordless string of "I love you" back to his husband who gave him a gentle squeeze in response to it. Then those fingers were traded out for Hizashi's hand sliding along his side gently as he would if his back were exposed.
Crooning sweetly to him as his lashes fluttered on his cheeks at the heavy weight descending onto him. So tired. How did he get so tired so fast? He'd sworn moments ago it was too hot to fall asleep cuddling like this, but he was melting. Sinking, sinking, sinking into the warmth. His husband was nothing short of the best and it had him absolutely euphoric as he let himself drift away with that sweet song being crooned into his throat. In the morning he'd tell his husband properly that he loved him.
But for now, he let himself drift into the warmth of his husband cuddling into him with that sweet, sweet song made just for him crooned at him wordlessly. There was nothing he loved more than to be held like he was something worth cherishing after sex. And curled in his husband's grasp as fingers combed through his hair was more than enough. He happily let himself sink into the warmth, gushing through his veins from his husband. In the morning, he'd say it properly and not a sleepy, half mumbled response.