Soft hands sliding over his waist.

The fruity, citrusy scent of Hizashi's soaps.

A quiet howl of the wind outside.

Shouta was warm. Hands slid over his waist with thumbs rolling in gentle circles against the curve of it with each forward slide. The soft press of lips trailing down the side of his neck had shivers racing down his back as he tightened his arm he'd wrapped around his husband's shoulders. The quiet flutter of lips moving over his skin was loud in the quiet of their room. The rustle of the blanket when he shifted was a startling noise that broke over the quiet breaths taken. Hitching and catching as hands slid over his waist.

Up his sides as he twisted his fingers into Hizashi's hair that held the fruity scent of his soaps. Dragging it down into his chest with each inhale he took eagerly much like the breaths fanning over his skin. Soft kisses placed over his skin that fed into a thrum beneath it. A restless excitement wound tighter with each kiss given as hands slid over him. Soaking up the warmth rolling off of Hizashi. It had him melting against the blonde as hands curved back to slide up his back in a slow caress that had him arching forward.

Pressing against the blonde with a hitching breath. Trembling out of him when they slid back down with lips crawling over his shoulder. The quiet whisper of palms sliding over his skin mixed in with the flutter of those lips. The rustling blankets. There had been many times when he'd spent hours twisted up with Hizashi beneath the blankets. When he'd interlock their fingers and limbs until he wasn't sure he could get away without disturbing the other. When he'd allow for soft lips to press to his skin as he returned the favor.

When it was his turn to place kisses over the soft, freckled skin. Hours spent twisting and flicking at blonde locks during moments like it. And this was no different. Absolutely no difference could be found as he twisted himself to curve against the blonde who tightened his grip on his waist. Kneading at him gently as lips fluttered up the side of his neck sending tingles down his back with an intensity that had him shuddering. Hissing in a breath with an instinctive tightening of his fingers in the golden blonde locks.

An action that had his husband's breath shuddering against his skin. A huff that had him tightening his arm around Hizashi's waist much like the one around his shoulder. Melting under that warmth gathering under the blanket. The desire twisted into him lazily as he dragged his teeth over his bottom lip. Biting down lightly when Hizashi's teeth scrapped lightly over the side of his neck. Tempting. So, so tempting. The quiet whisper of his hand moving up Hizashi's back had the blonde shivering under his touch.

Arching against him to curve against him as legs twisted tightly together. Knee to hip. Hip to chest. A tight press that had him breathless when Hizashi had crawled into bed after his shower. When he'd tugged playfully at his pajamas until he was happily shedding them for that skin to skin touch he wanted. And God, it was a comfort he hadn't known he'd been wanting for some time. It was something they indulged in often unless it was after sex with skin was slick with sweat. Something they never indulged in casually.

It commonly happened when he was lost in the slick slide of Hizashi's skin against his. When he was clinging onto him with rasping pants being taken. Twisted together until the sweat dried and he was left itching for a shower. It was easy to forget how much he liked the soft slide of skin against him. The whisper of it as he marveled at the softness to his husband's skin. The silky texture of his hair. He couldn't remember the last time they lay together like this. To be skin to skin without that sheen of sweat.

After their night of sexting, he'd been all too happy to greet Hizashi in the parking lot the following. The blonde had nearly slipped over a patch of black ice he'd failed to see in his rush across it. Had happily taken the coffee from the blonde when he'd allowed himself to fall into step with the blonde. Rushing to enter the building to get away from that biting cold. The blonde's gaze lingering on him like it was the first time they'd met in weeks. Staring at him with that warmth to make his knees weak. Threatening to make him melt.

It was only in his classroom did his husband kill that space between them with the door shutting behind them. A hand reaching out to his to weave fingers in between his. Holding onto it while kisses were pressed to his knuckles. The back of his hand. And the blonde emphasized then a need to wait. Before they did anything, he wanted him to come home. That he didn't want to be dragged into the dorm showers or the dorm room he stayed in for a quickie. That he wanted it to feel special. Like they'd never stopped.

And to do that, he wanted it to be at home. He could understand it. Just like he understood that the impatience and frustration to get what they wanted wouldn't dissipate. The barely hidden sexual tension that he tried his best to choke down throughout their work week. It had been all too easy to agree with his husband's wants for he wanted the same. While it was exciting to act no better than a horny teenager by dragging his husband to the showers or his dorm room, he wanted that connection.

Wanted that familiarity that came with taking things slow when it felt like everything had been so fast. So heated. Packed in tightly until it was a blur trying to get that desperation out of him. It was, perhaps, a conversation not to have in his classroom but he didn't mind it given they had time. A few stolen moments before students began populating the halls wouldn't kill him. It was a quiet conversation over a fresh coffee with Hizashi holding onto his hand had been easy. Simplistic. The feel of the Hizashi's hand in his.

God knows he adored the bright smile he got when he kissed those knuckles gently. Right along the cut off of his fingerless gloves. Green nails glistening at him before he was pulling away at the first bell that rang out followed by the sound of feet in the hallway. The din of a conversation. It was a routine kept up for Wednesday morning. Thursday. Hizashi running across the parking lot with a coffee in hand. Sitting tightly against him during lunch. Subtle things throughout their work day to get him through it.

Sweet texts sent to him at night after they had ended a FaceTime call. Small gestures that gave him a moment to relax as his muscles untensed. The blonde seemed all too ready to focus on that physical affection rather than the sexual side of it. And he had to admit, he was no better. He wanted that affection and he wanted to return it to his husband. Returning the small gestures with ones of his own that had the blonde beaming. Louder than his usual volume. It was surprisingly grounding in between breaking up spats.

In grading at night in his dorm room while Hizashi began to question a shopping list. What he wanted and needed. It was small moments that flowed into the next that got him through to Thursday afternoon which he was more than grateful for. And now that he was home? When he had stepped over the threshold Thursday afternoon? He had it. There hadn't been a question on when or how he got it but he reached out only to have Hizashi rushing over. Today being no different. He had that warmth. That familiarity he wanted.

He understood that rush the previous week and the days leading up to this. Understand that desperation that had clouded everything. But God knows it was nice to take a breather. To merely spend an hour or so wrapped up with his husband. No rush. No burning, desperate need eating at him. It was nice. There was always something hot in that fast paced sex. In rutting, twisting, and chasing desperately for a relief that would come in mere minutes. So many nights spent twisted together and yet this made him feel closer.

Perhaps the closest he'd felt to his husband in a while and he loved it. The soft press of lips beneath his jaw had him humming as he was pulled from his thoughts. He slid his hand along Hizashi's back earning himself a quiet hum back as he kissed his head. Golden blonde locks brushing his face softly as he inhaled the fruity scent clinging to them. He felt another kiss against that spot before lips were coming up to press against jaw. A soft kiss that gave way to another as they crawled along his jaw for a few kisses.

Coming up to press against the corner of his mouth. His lips parted instinctively when he felt a breath rush over his cheek before lips were coming up to his cheekbone. Kissing the scar there as he felt that tingle in his lips. Aching. Longing. A whine squeezed out of him quietly when lips came back down to kiss the tip of his nose. The corner of his mouth to which he tipped his head back just a bit with a fidget when a breath fanned over his lips. Making them buzz rather than that maddening tingle.

The slow, even breaths fanning over his lips had him tightening his arms around Hizashi with another fidget. The blanket rustled lightly from the movement as he tugged gently at blonde locks. Letting them slither through his fingers. Rather than tease, poke, and push him to beg those lips came down on his at that light tug. Sliding against his in a soft kiss that had his toes curling with the burst of warmth it gave him. The affection he could feel pouring into the kiss that he happily returned in kind to his husband.

Moving his lips with Hizashi's as each kiss had those lips melting. Molding to shape against his comfortably with that quiet whispering accompanying each slide. He slid his hand down his husband's back when he felt hands sliding along his waist before sweeping up his back. Tingles raced under his skin as he happily kissed the blonde with that slowness. That soft press that had him melting as he arched with a hitching breath when those hands continued to slide along his back. Sweeping caresses that had him shivering.

He slid his hand along Hizashi's back to curve forward. Resting on his side as he gave a slow, sweeping caress of his own that had his husband squirming. A breath shuddering out of the blonde as he clung onto him. How long had it been since Hizashi came home? Since he had let himself be coaxed into this? The blonde had yet to sleep yet he seemed keyed up. Electrified when he'd crawled beneath the blankets after drying off. When his own clothes were discarded after waking to the shower running.

He couldn't know but did it matter? He would spend hours more lying here just like this. Wrapped up in the blonde's arms as hands slid over his skin with that quiet whisper as lips moved against his. A soft, melting warmth shooting through his veins leaving him electrified in response. He always liked to wake up on Saturday mornings when Hizashi came home. When the blonde was curling into his chest or squirming up to his back. But he liked it more when he was awake for the blonde. When he got welcome him home.

After all, he knew how the blonde felt driving on winter nights. He tightened his arms around the blonde when fingertips feathered up the center of his back. He arched against the blonde with a sharp inhale as he squeezed his husband close, close, close. There was no chance of a closer proximity but he just loved that crushing press. Felt the shape of his husband's body crushed against his own. That was a pleasure in its own way. His breath shuddered out of him on a sigh when fingertips continued to move over him.

Featherlight touches over his skin. Soft, idle shapes traced over it as lips slid against his with that slow speed. That soft press being changed out for a firmer one that he was all too happy to accept from his husband. God, he was restless. Electrified like his husband been when he'd come home. Wide awake with that quiet tingling under his skin with each light shape traced over his skin. The soft slide of Hizashi's' that created a quiet whisper. Even the light smacking that broke up the whisper of their moving lips.

The breaths fanning over warm cheeks that occasionally held a shudder. A tremble that had his heart skipping right up to his throat. A low hum left his husband when he began to curl locks around his fingers. A twirl that came instinctively when those lips were on his. Something Hizashi had done on him from the time they'd started dating and they had begun those kissing "practices" of theirs. It was something he merely did absentmindedly when they were together. His hands had always gravitated towards blonde locks.

When lips were sliding against his like they were now. He could stay like this all morning long. All day long. Relishing in that firm press of his husband against him. The shape of him in his arms as he kissed the blonde until he was dizzy from it. Drunk off of it. He wanted to drown in it. The warmth shooting through his veins as heat smoldered along his bones. A low heat that had flickered throughout the week when he'd gotten a moment alone with his husband in the mornings. A delight that weaved into him.

A warmth he'd felt over a stolen moment together during their work hours. When he'd text and call at night should Eri request for him to read her stories. A call that often led way to him and Hizashi talking until the pills were taking hold of him. Prompting him to yawn. Two nights spent away only to receive this. While their impatience was duly rewarded he knew it wasn't wrong to feel it. Even that frustration they'd shared had but it didn't stop the guilt. It had been something they brought up with Hizashi's therapist.

To be told it was natural when going from an active sex life to nothing the way they had. It didn't stop that selfish feeling from flickering when he'd recall all that Hizashi had done for him that week. Didn't stop him from feeling greedy but the blonde seemed all too happy in brushing it away. Soothing him anyway he could since he had come home Thursday afternoon. He had to admit he appreciated that his husband didn't seem angrier like he expected. That the blonde had, instead, been far too forgiving.

Understanding. He didn't understand it, but he wouldn't do a damn thing to push his husband to a negative response. Fingertips brushed down his back tore him out of his thoughts as he arched forward again until he was half tempted to roll over. To pin the blonde down with slender legs squeezing his with the strength that always left him breathless. When arms would clutch him down against the blonde. But he swallowed it down in favor of remaining on his side as Hizashi's hands slid along his back.

It was never comfortable laying on the blonde's arm but he didn't mind it. Not this time, anyhow. The light smacking of their lips rang out intermittently to break up the quiet whispering of their moving lips send shivers down his back. He curled another lock of hair around his fingers only to give a sharp pull that earned him a shudder. He'd been trying to find a way to kick start their sex life again now that they were together. Keep their challenge going now that they were given that greenlight for physical touch.

The list was all too familiar when he'd pulled it out the other night yet he wanted to look. To read over it again before making a choice off the top of his head that may or may not be on their paper. And he had come to a rather simplistic choice. Chest jobs were something he'd heard of plenty of times. Had seen in quite a few videos on Pornhub in his youth which truly hadn't been surprising. It was a simplistic idea that he found himself toying with. Planning out when and how to bring it up with his husband.

It wasn't something hard to accomplish between the two of them. In fact, he'd never been a "neat freak" as his husband called it but he knew the blonde would go wild over the idea. While he had never liked being covered in come after sex, he could ignore this time. To try something new he would. Hizashi never let anything dry on him unless they were both unwilling to move. Both wanting that affection rather than to clean up just yet depending on the intensity of their sex. However, he couldn't deny that he'd risk the chance.

For a chest job? A simplistic thing? He could do it. In fact, he'd happily do it with his husband. The blonde had been insatiable since he'd come home Thursday night and he had to admit he was no better. His hands constantly reaching for the blonde who was reaching for him in response. Grabbing at his waist and sides to tug him closer, closer, closer. His own hands yanking the blonde towards his chest. Coaxing him down for a kiss that always led to more. Left him starving for a few more from his husband.

It was a rather satisfying delight in watching that look of surprise the first night when he'd slipped down beneath the blanket. When he'd taken that initiative himself to give the blonde what he'd been wanting but had been hesitant to ask. Tip toeing around. He'd never understand how the two of them could be so worried about sex being unreciprocated. He'd been tripping over his feet for the chance to have sex with his husband since that first time. Eleven out of sixteen years wanting, needing, and lusting.

All for one person. He'd never tired of sex with his husband. There wasn't a single thing Hizashi could do to make him feel forced to do something. Two nights spent slipping beneath the blankets only to have thighs shaking around his head. Hands fisting in his hair when he did so. Listening to Hizashi shout and buck up in sharp thrusts against his mouth. When he had the blonde pushed against the shower wall before he'd gone to work. He had to admit his jaw was growing a touch tired but he didn't mind whatsoever.

And if a chest job could spark interest then goddammit he'd do it. Take all he could before Hizashi decided to take that initiative to starting penetrative sex again. Mere days and he'd happily let his husband take that time for it. He could see most of his frustration, his tension, had merely come from that guilt. That selfish feeling. That it had stemmed from the fact he felt he was getting off without Hizashi and was rubbing it in his face. Showing off that the blonde could touch him when he wanted. How he wanted.

And now that he could touch the blonde? Kiss him? Go down on him? It felt even again. Felt fair when he could finally reciprocate that pleasure. It had been amazing knowing he could properly enjoy those touches and kisses that he could return to his husband. An even back and forth of give and take. A light grazing of nails down the center of his back pulled him from his thoughts once again. Realizing he'd been sluggish in returning those kisses which he happily fixed. He threw himself back into the kiss enthusiastically.

Tightening his arms in a squeeze around the blonde. Hizashi let out a soft hum that broke up the light smacking of their lips as he let out a sigh. He felt an identical sigh fan over his cheek as the nails grazed over his back again prompting him to arch forward. Hands slid down his back to rest on his waist with a gentle squeeze. Thumbs moving to roll those firm circles into the skin sending shivers up his back. Tugging on a blonde lock of hair, he sank his fingers in them to scratch lightly at Hizashi's scalp earning him a shiver.

He then felt legs squirming against his. Tightening in the careless twist they had them in as he moved his lips with Hizashi's. Melting at the soft slide of those lips against his as they fit comfortably together. Just like every other thing from their hands to arms. Legs. The feel of his body fitting against his after years spent together memorizing. He knew anyone else would feel odd in his arms. Anyone's else's hand in his would be odd. Not when he'd had sixteen years to memorize how Hizashi's felt in his.

How the blonde fit into his arms snugly the way he did. It was a comforting fit that had him humming quietly when a hand on his waist skimmed up his side lightly. It was subtle at first but then the blonde was pulling back to break the kiss with a sharp smack. He chased after him earning him soft pecks of those lips to his with a sharp smack accompanying each one. Louder than the light smacking of their consistent kisses. It sent tingles down his back when a whine broke out of him after the blonde pulled away.

Opening his eyes once more, it had his stomach dropping with that rush as he found Hizashi's gaze flicking over his face. God, he could swear his face was getting hotter the longer those wide green eyes flicked over him with a look of awe to them. A look of such love and adoration that had him utterly breathless under. He let his gaze flick away when fingers came up to brush lightly over his cheekbone. Chilled compared to the heat burning there as he fidgeted yet the soft, sweet croon from his husband.

A soft sound that had his gaze moving back to him instinctively. There was a smile curling up on his lips as that light skimming of fingers trailed down his cheek. Along his jaw back to tuck a few locks of hair that threatened to slip forward behind his ear. He moved his fingers to scratch lightly at Hizashi again before sliding his fingers free to brush at a few stray locks slithering over his throat. Against his jaw. The spots of pink in his husband's cheeks seemed to steadily darken before his eyes. It was lovely.

He then moved to brush his fingers over his husband's jaw. Over the edge of his ear lightly as he pushed the locks backwards. Careful to keep from dislodging his hearing aid. He let out a breath as fingers skimmed over his jaw again before a palm was sliding against his cheek. Cool compared to the heat there when the blonde's smile merely widened. As if there was an unspoken joke making itself known. A joke he hadn't been in on but would be in a matter of seconds. It had his stomach fluttering wildly.

He brushed his fingers lightly over the edge of Hizashi's ear again earning him a shiver. The tightening of the remaining hand on his waist. He could stare at this man for hours. Stare at him all day yet never get his fill of the familiar sight. Memorizing the angle of his cheek bones and the subtle, rectangular shape of his eyes. How that subtle shaping made them big. The most expressive thing on his husband. The shape of his nose and the arch of his brow. Even the length and angle of his jaw he'd covered in kisses.

The soft smattering of freckles over his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. Over his shoulders. It was all familiar to him yet he could marvel over each feature that made up his husband's face. Stare for hours yet be just as awed as the first time he'd seen Hizashi. That someone so bright, so vivid and very noticeable could want him. It was an odd concept but God knows he wouldn't question it. If Hizashi wanted him then and he wanted him now, who was he to argue it? How could he question it when he'd questioned it for years?

Questioned himself in the beginning over how he wanted Hizashi so fervently? How he wanted to be with him even if he believed he stood out in contrast? How could he question a single thing? A soft slide of Hizashi's thumb tore him out of his thoughts as he focused his gaze on that adoring one. The smile that had softened despite how wide it was. Sweet with a warmth to get his heart jumping up to his throat as that thumb continue to stroke his cheek. A slow back and forth that had heat tingling in his cheeks.

Another rush when he slid his fingers over his jaw lightly again. Coming up to brush over that red cheek lightly. It was hot beneath the pads of his fingers as he let his gaze flick over Hizashi's cheeks. Admiring how the freckles were lost under that blush smothering itself over his cheeks. The subtle widening of those pupils as eyes flicked over him in response. His heart was skipping far too happily leaving him breathless. Sick under its missed beats paired with his stomach dropping airily. Intensely.

"What're you staring for?" That smile twitched at his mumble when he continued to trace his fingertips over Hizashi's flushed cheek. So soft. The blonde pressed his palm gently against his own as the hand on his waist squeezed him gently again. The soft breaths between them just barely brushed over his skin. Over tingling lips when he squeezed his curled legs around Hizashi's with his heel hitting off of an ankle lightly.

"I like to look at you. Is that such a crime, baby? I could honestly ask the same of you!" There was a playful tone to that replying murmur when the thumb on his cheekbone paused to rub soothing circles into it. So warm. He was so, so warm with that soft smile aimed at him. With the heat radiating under the blankets. "This is nice, you know? We should do this more often. I can't remember the last time we've just laid like this with skin to skin contact. No sex being before it, you know? It's nice."

"I can't deny that. This is nice." Brushing his fingertips over Hizashi's flushed cheek softly, he got a soft chuckle from the blonde. "You know we can do this whenever we want, right? Eri hardly ever comes to our bed to sleep with us anymore, so we have all night to ourselves. We can start sleeping the way we used too if you want that."

"Oh? Is my painfully strict and awkward husband suggesting we sleep in the nude again?" His lips twitched up into a grin at the blonde in response to that playful sparkle he caught in his gaze. The quiet murmur doing little to keep it out of his voice as the hand on his waist squeezed at him again. "My goodness! First you don't deny gawking at me and now you're saying we should sleep naked again? Who are you and where's Shouta? Where's my darling husband? Because you're clearly not him!"

"Oh, shut your fucking mouth, you know good and well that sarcasm is unneeded!" He pinched at the blonde's cheek earning him a barking laugh from his husband as the hand from his cheek lifted to grab at his wrist. Tugging at him when he pulled at that red cheek earning him a whine. "And why wouldn't I like looking at you? You brag about your pretty face and being a pretty husband so why shouldn't I enjoy the sight of you?"

The hand on his wrist tugged again to which he merely pulled at Hizashi's cheek again before letting go. The blonde's lower lip jutted out in a brief pout as he grinned widely at his husband as he rubbed at the area he pinched. "You say you enjoy the sight of me but seem all too ready to pinch my damn face off! Right when you're giving me compliments and being so sweet to me! You're such a brat, Shouta!"

"And you're fussy but it balances out, doesn't it?" Sliding his fingers from the red mark from his pinch he brought them back to then brush over the shell of Hizashi's ear lightly. Careful not to push ad possible dislodge his hearing aid. "But yes, I am suggesting we should do this more. It might a risk with someone kicking the other but it'll be fine. I like this, Zashi, I really do. It's very nice to just lay here. No sex and no sweat making it a slick mess, you know? There's more to appreciate this way."

"You're not wrong! This is nice and I'll happily start sleeping skin to skin with you if that's what you want, baby! Can you imagine cockwarming added into this? It'd be amazing, wouldn't it?" A shiver ran over him when the hand on his cheek pressed gently before dropping down. That palm skimming over his side lightly. "But I like this a lot. I can appreciate how good you feel against me. How warm you are, baby, and how soft you are."

"I-I think you're wrong about that! My skin is more dried out than yours, isn't it? Nowhere near as soft as you are, Zashi." Tingles raced under his skin as his breath caught in a hitch when that palm slid over his waist with that light, skimming brush. Moving backwards to press against his lower back. "God, I can't remember the last time we just laid like this. Everything's been so desperate, hasn't it? No time has been taken to appreciate this. I haven't given the time to appreciate it, have I?"

"No. No, you haven't but I'm just as guilty for that. I was too paranoid about infection and such getting to the piercings which, honestly, is rational. But these past five weeks have seriously taught us something, hasn't it? We know what to expect now but that doesn't magically solve everything that's happened." Nails scratched lightly at his lower back before that hand slid up to rest on the middle of his back. "I knew it'd be hard but not that hard on us, you know?"

"You're right. It doesn't magically solve it but we had an idea of how hard it'd be. It just didn't live up to the reality of it and reality will always shatter what we think will happen." Lowering his hand down, he brushed his fingers over the blonde's freckled shoulder lightly. Down his upper arm watching goosebumps rise beneath the light caress. "But we'll work it out. I did wrong by letting things get so desperate like that. I shouldn't have pent myself up like that but I know it doesn't compare to you."

The hand on his waist slid back to join the other on his back. Both sliding up and down in a slow, easy caress that had him shivering as he twisted instinctively closer to the blonde. "Doesn't matter who suffered most, baby. It's not a contest where we compare and contrast. We both were sexually frustrated last week. Impatient for the appointment and frustrated at not getting what we wanted. There's no helping that at all. Not even my hesitation about it before hand."

"Well, I guess all we can do is go forward, right? You can drag me in to your therapy sessions if you want but if you want to refer to the sex therapist or we get a marriage counselor, we can. That way we can be fully prepared for that sexual frustration when you finish your ladder next year. Whatever makes next time easier on us is what we need to do." A low hum left his husband then as he slid his hand down to his elbow. Along his forearm lightly. "What's your next appointment about? With the piercer?"

"Oh! That's just to discuss jewelry changes and what not along with letting them look at them! Gather a time line on my healing but I also have a surprise in mind when I go!" Nails grazed lightly down his back causing his breath to hitch when Hizashi smiled at him widely. "But that is something you'll have to wait and see! Let's put our best foot forward, yeah? Work on solving any lingering frustration between us going forward. Not quite go about normally but just do as we usually do, baby."

"Sounds good to me." He tightened his arm around the blonde as he drifted his fingers over his forearm. Moving down to fan his hand against his side only to give a slow caress much like the hands on his back. It had his husband squirming as hands slid up his back in a silent retaliation as he arched. Pressing against his squirming husband as the warmth of his breaths fanned over his lips again. Buzzing. He should say it now. Now, before he lost that window of opportunity. "Zashi?"

"Mmmm? Do you have something else on your mind, baby?" God, that low murmur his husband's voice pitched too had his stomach flipping. Dropping airily as his heart sprinted against his chest when Hizashi leaned in to press his lips against his jaw. Soft kisses being placed over it as hands slid down his back again.

"Yeah, I do. What would you think about trying to do a chest job?" The blonde jerked back with lashes fluttering in a fast blink before those eyes were widening at him as his mouth fell open slightly. "I didn't think it'd be too much, you know? If we just, did it? I didn't think it'd matter, um, too much who's chest it happened on. Mine or yours, all that matters is if it interests you at all? I can go first if you want? Or do you want to go first? I guess there's no actual turns, but you know what I mean?"

"My goodness, the stern and levelheaded Shouta Aizawa is babbling at me? Me? My word, baby, you seem nervous about this or something like I might rip your head off!" Hands slid over his back in that slow circuit when he fidgeted in response with a low whine leaving him. "I know exactly what you mean, baby, trust me I do! And honestly, the thought that you want me to cum on your chest? Make you cum on your own chest? One mine? That's pretty fucking hot to think about! You really wanna try this? Really?"

"Yeah, I really want to try this." He nodded with his hair rustling over the pillow when he fidgeted before tightening his arm around his husband's shoulders. Holding him tightly when he licked his lips before swallowing as Hizashi's hands slid over his back. He slid his own hand in a slow circuit along his husband's side earning him another squirm. A stuttered breath from the blonde when he cleared his throat. "So, if you're okay with this then do you-?"

"I absolutely want to do this! If you're okay with it and I'm okay with it then let's do it, yeah? Do you have anything else in mind with it? Like, how many times or anything of the sort? Anything you want specifically from me that I can give you?" God, the tingles racing under his skin were driving him crazy. The soft, quite sweep of palms over his back in a soothing circuit had him arching when Hizashi leaned in to kiss his jaw again. "How do you want to do this, baby?"

"I, um, was looking at a thing online. A position? I don't remember but i-it'd be interesting if you want me to do it to myself and it'd work out for it." Nails dragged over his shoulder blades in a slow zig zag motion that had his breath catching. "Yo-You'd have to lift me up and I'd balance on my shoulders and upper back while you ate me out! Are you- Would that be okay? For us to try? I can't think of any other way if you want me to do it on my chest too! Does that sound good?"

"It sounds hot. Because I know exactly what position you're talking about, baby! It's called the head rush, yeah? I know how to help and if that's what you want then we'll absolutely try it! I'm one thousand percent on board with this idea of yours! You just have to let me know if the rush of blood is too much to your head, okay? I don't want you to get a headache from it or to overdo it. Just like every other time, you let me know if something doesn't feel good, yeah? You wanna do it now?"

"Yes."

There was a flare of excitement in that gaze when Hizashi closed that gap. His breaths hitched when lips came down on his again with that firm press. It had him melting as he curled his arms around the blonde again with a tight squeeze as hands swept up his back. A soft slide that had goosebumps rising as he shuddered when he moved his lips in time with Hizashi's. A slow, firm kiss that had his stomach dropping as he clung onto his husband. Keeping that tight grip on him as he slid his own hands along his back.

Earning himself a shudder. A squirm as Hizashi pressed against him tightly. Hip to chest. Not a gap of space was given as he felt lips melting to shape and mold to his. Curving into that comforting fit as hands made a slow circuit up and down his back. Nails occasionally grazing over his skin to send tingles racing under his skin. He listened to that quiet whispering of hands moving over his skin. The rustle of the blanket draped over them with each fidget and twist. Rustling with each movement of their arms.

That light smacking of their moving lips broke up the whisper of them sliding together. A sigh fanned over his cheek as he slid his hands over the blonde's lower back. Grazing his own nails over the skin only to feel another shudder from his husband. He arched forward when hands swept up his back quickly sending a wave of tingles under his skin. Pooling into his stomach to create that familiar knot that held the pressure. The ache as that desire twisted faintly through him. Threatening to grab at him in a moment's notice.

He inhaled sharply only to let it out on a shuddering sigh as he slid his hand along Hizashi's lower back. Following the curve of his slim waist where he swept his hand up the blonde's side. Squirming in a tight press against him had heat flickering beneath his skin when a sharp exhale fanned over his cheek. A tremble to it when hands swept down his back. Fingertips grazing lightly over his own waist before brushing down towards his thigh. A featherlight touch to get the muscles jumping as fingers slid down.

Moving down towards his knee. Pressed against Hizashi's, the blonde untangled their legs in order to lift that leg up. And with that tug, he happily curled over the blonde's waist. Tightening it as it forced hips closer towards his as he swept his hand along the blonde's side earning another squirm. A twist as he lifted it up to curl over the blonde's shoulders with fingers sinking into the silky locks. Twisting them around his fingers as he cupped the back of Hizashi's head. Pressing it against him gently.

Coax silently for that harder press. Scratching gently at his scalp before he squeezed the locks he had twisted around his fingers. Clutching at them to create a consistent pull on his husband's scalp. It earned him a quiet whine from the blonde as a palm slid over his thigh. A caress up and down from the top of it down to his knee had him letting out a slow breath. Fidgeting when that hand came up to brush the tips of his fingers over his hip lightly. Touch and go each time that hand slid up his thigh.

He felt another flicker of heat smoldering down along his bones. Ready to rip up into that blazing heat he knew it'd crest into. He moved his lips with Hizashi's listening to the light smacking mixing in with breaths that trembled. The quiet throb of his heartbeat in his ears as it steadily sprinted against his chest. A solid, hard pace to make him sick as his stomach flipped with each wave of tingles that rushed under his skin. Leaving him buzzing under the waves rushing under his skin. Feeding into that ache.

An ache that merely twisted tighter in his stomach with each caress. That quiet twist of desire had him humming quietly as he tightened his fingers again. Nails drag over his thigh that had him squirming. Hissing in a breath when his dick twitched with interest at the tingle it left behind. That ache happily spreading down to his groin only to twist. God, he was warm. So warm as those soft lips moved against his own. So warm against his. They held a light swell from their kisses traded earlier when Hizashi slid into bed.

After he'd happily thrown off his pajamas in response to that subtle coaxing from his husband. Swollen from the kisses they'd traded earlier after he had done so as they twisted together. He loves it. The swell that gave those soft, warm lips a plush feeling against his own. Leaving him dizzy with that eagerness to accept more. To keep them on his own a moment longer. He could spend hours with those lips on his. To feel the soft slide against his and the warmth that left him wanting more. Needing more.

There was never a need for hard, fast kisses for him to feel that desire from his husband. That lust. It was evident in the slow slide of lips against his as he clung to the blonde locks in his grip. It was leaving him with that sensation he was being eaten alive. Slowly. With each slide of those lips on his it inspired another twist of his own desire as nails dragged over his thigh again. Sparking another jolt of arousal. His dick gave a twitch he knew didn't go unnoticed by his husband. Not with how tightly they were pressed together.

Weaved together as they were. His exhale shuddered when that hand slid over his thigh only to come up to his waist. Kneading at him gently with the blonde's thumb moving in soothing circles against the skin. It had him shivering when that hand slipped down only to curve inwards. Trying to get at his inner thigh the best he could which merely sent weak tingles up his back. Weak sparks that had the ache twisting viciously. Eating at him. He got a quiet hum from his husband when he tugged at his hair.

Reaffirming that consistent pull. He could melt. Sink through the bed to the floor with the heat smoldering along his bones. The warmth gathered under the blanket that had him shuddering to think of leaving. But it would be needed if he wanted the position he'd decided on. If he wanted to try it. Fingers brushed over that sliver of inner thigh they could reach sending another weak reaction to him. Squirming when he felt the leg wrapped with his pulling away. Fidgeted when Hizashi shifted himself slightly.

Adjusting the positioning of his arms. Lifting his hand from his thigh with muscles tensing under his arms to which his brows twitched together. Then the blonde was pushing at him gently to roll over before that confusion could take hold. Moving with the gentle push, he pulled his hand from Hizashi's hair as the bed wobbled lightly with the quick movement. The blanket was pulled before dropping away. The cooler air attacked his skin leaving him chilled as he shuddered when lips left his with a smack.

A fidgeted followed by a grunt before Hizashi was easing himself back down into his grasp as he tightened his leg around his waist. Lips coming back down on his as he tightened his arms around the blonde. Holding him down against him as he slid his hand over the blonde's back freely. Much better than that awkward pinned position his left arm had been in beneath Hizashi's side. Soaking up the warmth radiating off of his husband as lips slid with his as they melted. Shaping against his once more with the comfortable fit.

It had him sighing out as they pressed down firmly on his. A slow slide against his that had him warm. A smolder along his bones contrasting with the cooler air of the bedroom attacking his skin. He slid his hands along the blonde's sides in a slow caress that had a hitching breath being taken only to shudder over his cheek. Had his husband squirming before he pressed down tightly to pin him down. It was a hard press that had him moaning out enthusiastically as he dragged his nails over the blonde's sides.

Earning himself a groan from his husband as he felt a lock of hair brush over his cheek. No doubt Hizashi's as they spilled over his shoulders. He shuddered as he raked his nails down the blonde's sides with shudders racing over his husband. Shallow, trembling breaths being taken fanned over his cheek. Steadying once he was sweeping his up his hands over the lines he'd left behind. So soft. Hizashi's skin was so soft and warm against his own. The man really did take care of his skin religiously just like his hair.

His lips. It had him warm as he tightened his leg around his waist while bending his left up. A hand swept down it once he pressed his knee lightly against the warmth of his waist. Squeezing at him before curving inward to give a caress to his inner thigh. Tingles. They raced under his skin as his dick twitched excitedly at the spark of pleasure it gave him. Muscles flexing before they trembled as his husband's hand continued its sweeping caress along his inner thigh. Sending waves of tingles that pooled into him.

A whimper left him when he slid his hands along Hizashi's sides with nails grazing lightly over him. The blonde whined back at him as lips kept that slow speed yet they pressed harder to his own. That light smacking of sliding lips becoming louder. A sharp sound in the silence of their bedroom as he moved his lips eagerly with Hizashi's. The quiet, trembling breaths fanning over cheeks had his heart sprinting quickly against his chest. The sweeping hand on his inner thigh squeezed before sliding up to his tattooed hip.

Raking nails over the edge of it had him whining up at the blonde. There was an odd sensitivity to the skin surrounding his tattoo. Not overwhelming but it could be an unwelcome sensation at the worst of times. Today it had him arching his hips up instinctively as his breaths began to come shallowly with each exhale. Racing quietly much like Hizashi's as he felt that smoldering heat pooling into him. Leaving him flushed as he slid his hands down Hizashi's sides to knead at that area right above his waist.

Digging his nails lightly into him before lightly scratching at him. It had the blonde shivering above him when he slid his hands forwards above Hizashi's waist. Brushing his fingertips over his stomach had the muscles jumping. Quivering viciously under his touch before he fanned his hands out against the warmth of his skin. Sliding them up towards his chest as he dragged his nails lightly through the wiry curls on his chest earning him a slight arch. Pressing into his hands as nails grazed over his hip before sliding towards his waist.

Moving up only for fingers to trace along his happy trail getting his hips to arch up with a hitching breath flying out on a sharp exhale. A huff as that excitement twisted when fingers slid down as they followed along the dusting of hair. He tightened his leg around the blonde's waist with a flex that got him a low groan from the blonde as he whined when fingers slid back up. The opposite way he'd been hoping for. They skimmed up to his chest. Fingers fanning out through his chest hair as lips began to move faster.

Inching slowly but steadily past the speed that had been set. Pressing hard against his own, he happily sped up right along with his husband slowly. Taking their time with it in a way to send shivers up his back. Had that heat swelling under his skin when he listened to that smacking grow louder. The fitted sheet rustling lightly with his squirms and fidgets. The shallow breaths fanning over his cheek as he slid his hands over Hizashi's chest much like the hand on his. Flicking his fingers out, he got a light click.

The sound of his nails hitting off of the blonde's jewelry. He slid his hands over to flick his thumbs over the blonde's nipples earning him a whine. Sharp in pitch but it had his heart stumbling over its beats. Had his breaths shuddering when he gave another rub of his thumbs over the nipples in an idle back and forth. Gently flicking over them tearing a moan out of his husband as he arched down to press his chest into his hands. Fingers slid over his chest with an expertise that had him arching up eagerly.

Felt the light press against the back of his hands as Hizashi's fingers trailed over his nipple. He slid his thumbs over Hizashi's nipples again with that gentle caress. Feeling them perking up beneath his touch. Hardening with each rub he gave over them as shallow breaths trembled over his hot cheek when lips were leaving his. He whimpered in protest as he once again chased after them only to get a frenzy of short kisses. Each acting as a shot of arousal with the sharp smack that came with them each time.

Then he took his chance on that fourth kiss. Deepening it as he brought his fingers together to pinch lightly at his husband's hardening nipples with a tug. A sharp pull that had the blonde moaning out at him to which he shuddered as fingers trailed over his own nipple lightly. Waves of tingles raced down to pool into his stomach. Feeding into that ache once again as it gripped at him with a fervent grip. Smoldering him as lips slide against his with that hard press that had his lips buzzing. Tingling with that desire.

That want for more, more, more. He'd spent three hours in bed with this man. Had spent three hours with those lips on his and yet he still ached for more. He could only be grateful that Nemuri had agreed to keep an eye on Eri while she stayed overnight at the dorms. A "girls night" as the woman painted it to make their daughter excited to go. It had only taken a glance at those wide, sparkling eyes for him to say yes. Hitoshi had offered to go to the dorms as well to be an extra set of eyes and hands for his sister.

He'd been able to sleep after dinner long enough to welcome his husband home that morning. Getting off earlier than he expected, Hizashi was home and showering by the time he'd opened his eyes. Slipping into bed with not a stitch on only to tug at his own pajamas. And yet he still wanted more. Wanted lips to crush themselves to his own an hour more. A second longer. His husband, on the other hand, seemed to have other plans as he broke the kiss again. A sharp, mortifyingly loud whine burst out of him in response.

Whining when Hizashi ducked down towards his jaw. Ruining any chance of him chasing after him. However, the hand on his fanned out to rub a soothing circle into his chest as his heart pounded to spread that excitement. To fan that heat under his skin as his breath trembled on their inhales and exhales. Fidgeting when lips crawled over his jaw before dipping below it. Prompting his head to tip back into the pillow. Just like earlier, kisses were places along the length of it. Lips pressed to the fluttering pulse point.

A peck that had his breaths hitching when Hizashi began moving down his throat. Soft kisses being placed until teeth nipped at his Adam's Apple gently with an unmistakable playfulness behind it. Shivers raced down his back as he pressed his head back to eagerly welcome those soft kisses. The playful nips given as his husband made his way down to his collar bones. Nipping gently with soft bites that had his breath flying out on a shuddering exhale as he fidgeted. Squirming, he tightened his leg around the blonde's waist.

Bending his left knee up to press his foot to mattress for a stable surface to push off. To balance himself on. His dick twitched with excitement as his shallow breaths raced in and out. Making his chest heave when he felt lips press to the center of it. Arching his back up allowed for the hand on his back to slide down it. Curving beneath to give a featherlight caress along the center of his back with that silent prompt for him to arch. To press up against his lips as they fluttered over his chest in soft kisses.

He whined softly as those kisses fed into a restless thrumming under his skin. A hot puff over his right nipple had him whining out again when he fidgeted. His foot slid over the mattress as he dropped his right leg from around his waist. Planting his foot to the bed allowed for his husband to shifted into a better position. Then another deliberate puff of a breath was given over his skin. Shivering at the sensation, his heart skipped when those soft lips were pressing against his nipple. A peck that had his stomach flipping.

Excitably when Hizashi pulled back followed by the feeling of the tip of his tongue tracing the rim of his areola. Flicking it at his nipple to which he sucked in a gasp as his hand flew up. Leaving its place on his husband's shoulder to twist into those golden locks. Fingers slid down his back as the blonde gave another flick of his tongue before lapping it across it. Digging his feet into the mattress, he arched his hips up instinctively to press against Hizashi's. Shuddering at the moan he got from his husband.

It rang with all the encouragement he needed. His dick twitched excitedly as he pulled sharply at his husband's hair as he slid his left hand down his upper back. Pressing him close, close, close as he felt a twitch against his inner thigh. It had him moaning out as he felt that stunning flash of heat burst under his skin. Swelling up to claw impatiently beneath his skin as he fidgeted with hips jiggling up impatiently. Whining when his husband's tongue lapping over his nipple again as he squirmed at the racing tingles.

It was a purposeful, wicked rub of that piercing against it had him squirming. Wishing there was a way he could arch up further without looking silly. Ridiculous. God, he loved it. The blonde swirled his tongue against his nipple before tracing the rim of his areola again before teeth nipped at him. A sharp, blunt little sting that had him moaning with that same encouragement as his dick gave a volley of twitches. His thighs squirmed uncertainly before pressing against Hizashi's waist. Rubbing against that soft skin.

The rub earned him a shuddering, sharp exhale from his husband as that tongue lapped over him again. Rubbing his piercing against him wickedly when he lifted his head slightly. To peek down at his chest only to find eyes on him from his awkward view. It had him burning. Oh, it was always a thrill to see those eyes on him. To see pupils dilating until irises were reduced to mere rings of color. He shuddered with a whine when that piercing was rubbed against him again. Then Hizashi was kissing his nipple softly.

A flutter of lips before that mouth was opening up to cover his nipple with teeth scraping over his areola. He pressed his head back into the pillow as a whimper ripped itself free when his dick twitched. He dragged his nails across the blonde's upper back and his scalp in unison tearing a moan from his husband. The sound vibrated over his chest leaving him breathless with a moan in response. Feeling another twitch against his inner thigh as he moaned with that excitement. The emotion was overwhelming.

Dragging his nails over Hizashi's upper back to his shoulder earned him another pleasure filled moan from his husband. An eager squirm from his husband that had him whimpering with that shared eagerness. To his shoulder earning him another pleasure filled moan from his husband that held an eager undertone. His tongue swirling around his nipple before flicking at it playfully. Then the blonde began to suck gently at it once, twice, before using a stronger suck. Hizashi slid his hand along his back again.

Coming over his side before lifting up towards his chest to trail fingers over his left nipple. Gasping in with a sharp twist of eagerness, he pressed his head back into the pillow. The deafening rustle of his hair over it muffling his own whimper briefly. It had him squirming as another sound vibrated over his chest as Hizashi sucked at him. He tightened his fingers in the golden blonde locks with a sharp pull as he dropped his hand down. Sliding between them where he found the blonde's navel rather quickly.

The light brush earned him a whimper as hips arched forward. It had his dick twitching when he got a sharp bite to his nipple. It tore a startled moan out of him as his thighs pressed against Hizashi's waist tightly. Moving down blindly until his fingers were touching wiry blonde hair that had his husband's breath hitching. Hips arching forward as he slid his fingers over his pelvis down. His heart stuttered with a hitching breath when he lightly brushed his fingers over the twitching, half hard erection he found there.

He swallowed when teeth bit sharply at him again only to use that bite to tug at his nipple. It tore a whimper out of him as he curled his fingers cautiously around his husband's forming erection. Shuddering when he avoided the piercings the best he could while trying to give a few strokes. Feeling teeth release their fierce dip to lap their tongue over his nipple. A keening whimper left him as he fidgeted when shallow, racing breaths fanned over his chest. Then those idly drifting fingers over his nipple moved.

Sliding down towards the side of his stomach. Following the curve of his waist as his breath caught with that burst of eagerness when he arched his hips up. Continuing his cautious strokes, before Hizashi was grabbing at his hand lifting it up as he raised his head up. His chest was heaving with the fast pants he took when his hand was lifted up. The blonde smirked at him when it was then brought towards Hizashi's mouth. And shudders raced down his back as his mouth dropped open when the blonde licked his palm.

Lapping over it before sliding up to his fingers as that tongue piercing rubbed against his palm and fingers teasingly. Lapping over the skin again and again as that smoldering gaze locked onto him. A heat to them that had his blood burning through his veins. That rush draining down to his twitching dick before he could process it. He felt dizzy staring at his husband licking at his palms and fingers while those eyes burned into his. The twitch to the corner of his mouth as he did so. It was fucking hot.

He felt breathless as Hizashi lapped his tongue up his middle and ring fingers before kissing the tips lightly. Then it was moved back down between them where his fingers were coaxed to curl around his husband once again with fingers on his wrist coaxing him to move cautiously. He happily jumped at the gentle coaxing as his hand slid slickly over his husband with his strokes. It was hot. Hot, hot, hot to have those eyes on him when the blonde let out a sharp exhale. Gave a shallow thrust into his hand.

God, he couldn't get enough of that feeling. He groaned when fingers tapped lightly at the head of his hardening erection before curling around him to give a firm squeeze. It had that groan deepening into a throaty, guttural pitch before he could control it. However, the blonde moaned back at him with such delight it had his skin burning. He was sizzling as his hips bucked up eagerly into the blonde's hand only to feel that movement being copied by his husband. He allowed himself to curl and twist his hand.

Moving boldly above and beneath those piercings while being mindful of the sides. He slid his hand up to roll his thumb over the head only to smear a droplet that had been forming. His left hand tightened on blonde locks tearing another moan out of his husband. The sound clawing up in volume until his eardrums throbbed. The blonde strangled it down when he gave an instinctive tug on the blonde locks as he whined. It was different than he remembered it being but it was just as good. Felt just as damn good.

To feel the blonde's erection in his hand? The feel of him at all in his hand? It was amazing. The thickness and the volley of twitches of that tendon running along the underside had him hot. He slid his hand along the blonde's erection eagerly as he tried to keep from pulling at the piercings too much. Trying to avoid direct contact. He knew Hizashi had done it himself but he was hesitant. Fearful of hurting the blonde somehow. Fingers tightened on his fully hardened erection tearing a groan out of him.

He threw his head back as that groan crested up louder when his husband squeezed again. Thrusting up shallowly as he returned that strong squeeze to his husband. Oh, it sent heat ripping under his skin when he got a wild moan as he moved his hand faster. Sliding his hand up, he curved his hand in a twist before he was palming at the head. Rolling his hand as his husband's moans flew out of him at a mortifying volume. Loving it when Hizashi gave a shallow thrust to meet his downwards strokes.

Arching his hips up, he felt that thumb rolling tight circles into the head of his erection. Much like he had done seconds ago tearing a keening moan out of himself as he pressed his head into the pillow as Hizashi squeezed at him. Stroking him with that beautiful speed of his. Not lazy but not as fast as he'd want. As if he were taking his time with it while happily accepting the quick speed he used on the blonde. A cry left him as he bucked up eagerly when the side of Hizashi's thumb ground into the slit wickedly.

A back and forth slide made slick from the droplet of pre-come welling there. It had him shuddering as he gasped in ragged, uneven pants that threatened to dry his throat out in no time if he wasn't careful. He bucked his hips up as he clawed at the blonde's scalp earning him a shudder from him. A twisting press that had him moaning out with that same delight as his husband. Lips pressed to his chest then when teeth nipped at his damp nipple sending tingles down his back. Fuck him, it felt good.

The soft flutter of those lips over his chest and throat. The feeling of Hizashi hardening in his hand as he stroked him was something he'd missed. Felt unbelievably good. Moaning enthusiastically as he pressed his head into the pillow when Hizashi slid his thumb over the slit again. Grinding into it. It had him bucking up as he tightened his grip on his husband's erection. A firm pressure that got him a guttural, snapping moan from his husband as teeth nipped at him again. Arching up with an ecstatic moan of his own.

And he sped up his strokes. Awkwardly cautious around those piercings when he slid his hand up to roll his thumb over the head. Smearing away a droplet of pre-come as he ground his thumb down. Using firm, tight circles that had his husband groaning. Bucking forward as he felt the blonde's hand sliding down with a speed to mirror his own. Curving and twisting over him with a firm squeeze being given that tore a snapping moan from himself. Shuddering when his husband shifted to lap his tongue over his left nipple.

Grinding his piercing against it when lips pressed in a kiss. Fluttering over the hard, wet thing before he was lifting up away from him. A sudden weightlessness hitting him as he gasped in a breath that choked off his pants. Raked down his throat when a firm squeeze was given before Hizashi's hand was releasing his erection. Letting it rest against his stomach with a wet drop hitting the skin as he whimpered. Arching his hips up when the blonde grabbed at his wrist gently to pull his hand away from the twitching erection.

Then Hizashi was moving over him with the bed wobbling lightly as he forced his eyes open. Rolling his head over the pillow to watch his husband opening the drawer to dig through. He felt a skip breaking up that sprinting speed of his heart when he shifted his feet over the fitted sheet. Fidgeting when the blonde produced the forgotten tube of flavored lube, they had bought last summer. There was a crinkle as the blonde pulled out the wipes to set on the bedside table's surface before snapping the drawer shut gently.

There was a shuffle as Hizashi moved back with the tube in his hand as he pushed off with a grunt to sit back on his heels. Swallowing, he felt the bed wobble as Hizashi shifted backwards on it. He felt hands gently squeezed at his ankles when he took a deep breath before he sat up. Fidgeting as he twisted to move the pillow out of the way before he laid out again. Shifting down further away from the headboard before he lifted his feet up. Heaving his lower half up with a grunt as his hands went to his lower back.

Pushing lightly to coax himself up. Hands then slid over the backs of his thighs lightly before moving towards his waist. Holding him as he was eased forward carefully. Doing so until he was half folded in on himself with his feet pressing against the headboard with a light rattle. It felt cramped. Awfully cramped yet he knew it wasn't going to last if Hizashi understood it the way he said he did. If he knew what to do. There was a rustle of the blankets followed by the crack of a cap. The lube being open no doubt.

While it wasn't the most complicated position he'd ever been in it was still suffocating. Limiting his pants to short huffs as he swallowed before his mouth was dropping open. The angle would aim for his chest like the blonde wanted yet he felt like he'd balled himself up. Made it impossible to breathe properly. He felt the light touch of Hizashi's thighs as he shuffled closer when he felt arms sliding around his upper thighs. Along his hips to pull his feet away from the headboard slowly but carefully as he wobbled.

He was pulled back slightly to ease that tight curl allowing for a better breath to be taken as he looked up to the blonde. It was absolutely weird to glance up at his husband while having his own erection in view. It had a burst of embarrassment flaring in his chest as a fresh wave of heat hit his face. An uncomfortable blush that throbbed lightly in his cheeks while stinging at the tips of his ears. It was almost enough to make him take it back. To request they do it some other way while he had the chance.

Then there was a gentle squeeze of hands on his inner thighs sent tingles racing up his back. Balancing on his shoulders was something he'd done in the past. On his upper back. It was nothing new yet the soft brush of blonde hair tickling his skin was new. The heat in that gaze as Hizashi pressed a kiss to the back of his thigh was new. And he likes it. Loves it. He felt breathless as shallow huffs left him when lips moved down to flutter over his thigh. Down towards a cheek with pecking kisses that had him whining out.

Cracking lightly as it ended. Fighting that urge to squirm as his legs tensed along with his back. The soft, pecking kisses to his ass were nothing new but it had him tingling. impatient. A wheezing whimper left him when teeth nipped at the left cheek followed by a flurry of softer kisses to the skin. Pecks and nips alternating between one another before arms were moving cautiously from around his thighs as he tensed to keep from wobbling. From letting his feet slam forward onto the headboard again.

He felt fingertips drifting over his back. Hissing in a breath at the wave of tingles fed into that aching twist. Hands slid up his back to brush over his ass lightly with nails dragging over them. He whined with a tremble to his legs as they dangled up above him only to feel fingers digging into grab at him before hesitating. It was as if he had flipped Hizashi into the position. There was a worry hovering over his husband silently as he swallowed. Was he regretting it? It was just a position but could it be that serious?

"Are you okay, baby? I-I know this isn't the best position but if you don't want it anymore then tell me now, okay? We can figure it out some other way than this or do it a different way than it being up so high." There was a light squeeze from the blonde's hands that had him shuddering when focused his gaze up to find a worried glint to his husband's gaze. "Is this too much for you? I don't care about changing it, baby, at all. We can find something different if we have too!"

"I-I feel fine! It's hard to just be dangling but I ca-can handle it! So please? Please, Zashi? I-I can't stay like this long, but I want it! Please?" He wished he could control the breathless whimper when he fought the urge to fidget. To squirm in his position would end in an awful situation. His feet, instead, wriggled restlessly as his pants huffed out of him unevenly. Hitches causing a crack in their shallow rhythm. "Please, Zashi?"

"You're really sure, baby? Because we can-"

"For the love of God, Zashi, I'm fine! I know yo-you're all about consent an-and comfort but I'm fine! Just be-because it's new doesn't mean I don't hate it! So please? I-I want this! I want you! Want you to touch me so please? Touch me, Zashi?"

Eyes flicked over him a moment longer when he gave a tight little nod. Whining up at the blonde as fingers dug into him again with a firmer squeeze as kisses were fluttered over the skin before cheeks were pulled apart. It was odd. Strange to be in a position where he could see the top of his husband's head. See how the blonde locks slithered over his skin as they tickled it. Brushed against his thighs. Glowing against his skin as the warmth of his husband's breath fanned over him had him shivering.

Whining, he wobbled lightly only to feel hands jerking slightly while remaining in place when he tensed himself again. Engaging his core muscles to keep his lower half up above his head. He knew those hands would fly up to grab him if he gave any signs of falling forward. And he trusted that Hizashi would keep that firm grasp on him to keep it from happening. Swallowing, he another fanning breath over him before soft kisses were pressed over him. Soft, fluttering pecks that had him breathless with that excitement.

Silently glad that he'd had the foresight to shower in a few hours when he'd woken up. When he'd been certain he'd be awake for Hizashi before nodding off. A kiss was given against him directly before a shuddering breath fanned over him followed by a lap of that tongue over him. Shivers raced up his back as he fought that urge to buck and squirm when the blonde gave another lick. When he undulated his tongue to rub his piercing against him. It had his pants catching in a stutter only for it to fly out on a whimper.

One wrong move and he'd topple forward. Crumble in on himself again. That was exciting. The blonde dug his fingers into him with a hard squeeze that had his whimper cresting up in volume. Cracking there was another purposeful rub of that piercing against him. Feeling a smaller stab of embarrassment when his hole gave a twitch in response to the excitement. Something that went far from unnoticed when the blonde pressed a kiss against it. There was a flick against him before the tip of his tongue pushed at him firmly.

Wriggling lightly as that firm push continued until he was hissing in a breath when there was a give. A slide of that tongue inching into him with another of those hard grips had him shuddering. Moaning out when he felt that familiar push of that piercing rubbing against the rim of his hole before pushing into him. Rubbing against his inner wall lightly as Hizashi's breath fanned over his skin. Pressed his face against him and it had him blistering with heat. Shuddering when a hand released its hard grip.

Moving to curl that arm around his right thigh. Holding onto him again and lowering that risk of him teetering forward. Collapsing in on himself. The other hand held his cheek while keeping it spread. He shivered at the flick against his inner wall tearing a moan out of him when the blonde began to move his tongue. Slow licks at his inner walls that had his pants racing with a shudder as he fought that urge to arch up. Trying to keep in mind not to do a damn thing that could complicate everything.

Ruin the position he'd chosen for this. His moved his feet in a restless circle before his toes were curling tightly when the blonde flicked his tongue at him again. His erection twitched against his stomach as he whined with a twitch as the blonde tightened his arm around his thigh. Curling his hand inward for an awkward stroke over his inner thigh sending tingles racing under his skin. Sparks of heat up his back when those slow licks began to speed up. Twisting and swirling against him with a playful flick at him.

A sensation that him clenching around that moving tongue. It had him breathless as he moved his shaking hands along the blanket before plucking restlessly at it. Twisting it around his fingers to hold onto as he shuddered with another lick. A slide that had him whimpering at his husband as the caress of his inner thigh continued in a circuit. Up and down, up and down, to feed into a new wave of tingles that ran hand-in-hand with the sparks of heat rushing up his back. There was an undulation of his husband's tongue.

One had his piercing pressing up against his inner wall. Grinding it against him with each shallow thrust of his tongue that had him moaning with such encouragement even he couldn't deny it. Tensing against a squirm when he got a groan back from his husband when he clamped down around his tongue. It had him hot, hot, hot. God, he'll have to take the time to return the favor to Hizashi. When was the last time he had eaten out his husband? Back when they tried gags? God, he wanted it. He wanted to do something.

To return this very thing he'd gotten multiple times from his husband. When it felt as if he had been taking everything he could get from his husband for the past five weeks. He wanted to return it. Give it back anyway he could, and God knows he wanted that chance to do it. Even if it started with eating out his husband before they attempted proper sex again. He twitched at the volume of the moan leaving him as Hizashi continued with those shallow thrusts. Grinding his piercing against him with each slide of his tongue.

Shuddering with a moan when the hand on his ass squeezed firmly. Kneading at him weakly in time as that hand on his inner thigh paused to knead at him as well. Until the muscles were trembling as he whimpered at his husband. There was a swirl of that tongue that broke up the shallow thrusts as Hizashi changed that tempo. Abandoning the brief caution, he'd been using when he began to move his tongue with a confidence to those shallow thrusts. To each lap at his inner walls as they trembled before flicking at him.

Grinding that piercing against him maddeningly when he began to suck lightly at him. A consistent, light pull that had him pressing his head against the bed despite its pinned position. A cry leaving him before he could stop it as he twisted the blanket around his shaking fingers tightly. Clinging onto it as his hips wriggled before he could think to stop it when the arm wrapped around his thigh tightened. Holding him still. It had him wriggling his hips again. Whining when he felt a firmer press of Hizashi's face against him.

Hands squeezed at him then with a hard squeeze that had him moaning. Goosebumps breaking over him at the light sting of those blunt nails digging into his skin with shaking pants fanning over him. Fast. Racing as they fanned over him when Hizashi increased that light suction as he moved his hips in another cagey movement. Taking a heaving gasp before attempting a hesitant rocking against the blonde only to get a keening moan from his husband. Muffled against his skin as it rang with that encouragement.

Absolutely ecstatic as his tongue swirled against his inner wall before rubbing up against him. A massaging movement that had him moaning at the blonde as that broken up suction had him burning up. God, fuck him, it was amazing! He fucking loves it! He'd have to remember that next time the chance to go down on Hizashi presented itself. Something he hoped, prayed for and wished for would happen. That his husband would come to him with the request to do it. He didn't care if it was a question.

If it was that request or a growled order, he'd do it. Do it and love every second of it. Just like he was now. He felt a faint dizziness from the rush of blood, but he happily ignored it. Kept his eyes shut to keep the ceiling from spinning the way he knew it would when that dizziness would inevitably grow undeniable. Overwhelming. He didn't know if it would make everything all the worse or better. If it would be akin to the dizziness of being choked. It had his heart skipping in its pounding rhythm as he whimpered.

A keening sound when Hizashi began pulling his tongue back for longer thrusts into him. Flicking and swirling his tongue against him before pulling back again. Tried to figure out a rocking speed for his hips. To do it without wobbling the rest of him as uneven pants raked down his throat. Forcing him to swallow the saliva pooling in the back of his throat. That firm suction came in bursts. Often paired with an upwards massaging of that tongue against his inner walls and fuck if it didn't get his toes curling each time.

He felt the hand on his cheek give a hard squeeze had him moaning in that throaty pitch when he felt that hand dropping away. The awkward shift against him when Hizashi clawed at the blanket before resuming that position against him. There was a grunt when fingers tapped a warning against his inner thigh prompting him to tense himself again. Once he did so, the arm wrapped around him slid away leaving him in that precarious position. Shivering that tongue massaged itself against him firmly leaving him breathless.

Pants rasped on out trembles as his chest tried to expand up, yet he refused too. Refused to take a big breath and possibly wobble forwards again. He swallowed again when he heard the sound of what he knew had to be the lube being dropped to the blankets followed by a light squelch. It had him whining out at that sharp twist of eagerness. He held himself stiffly to keep from moving as he listened to that slick squelch of lube being spread. How many would he get? Would he only get one? Or two fingers?

God, he still remembered having all four in him. Even his thumb the night they tried fisting. Could that be something he brought back? Something he could request in the future? He felt breathless. That dizzy sensation merely growing in intensity as he clung to the blankets. His racing pants hitching when Hizashi was wrapping his arm around his thigh again to hold him still. Felt his tongue resuming that swirling, flicking rhythm that came with each thrust of his tongue. It had moans flying out of him shamelessly.

Enthusiastically. Shuddering when they were echoed by muffled whines from his husband. Whimpers. Small vibrations that had him rocking his hips again as Hizashi clutched his lower half close. Keeping him from falling forward. He was hot. Burning, boiling, sizzling in his own skin with each lap of that tongue against his inner walls. The flicks and rubs that he knew would have even the strongest person drooling. Have him drooling if he were in the right position. Fuck him, the blonde was always so good with oral.

He always felt self-conscious about his own abilities but the blonde always said his hands were his talent. His voice was something that could get the blonde off and last week proved it. But he knew that years had given him the knowledge and experience to do oral perfectly on his husband. Always changing in subtle ways. This was no different. He was pulled from his thoughts with a moan flying out of him when fingers drifted over the underside of his erection. Felt a light rub of a finger against the skin below his hole.

Right beneath that tongue was thrusting into him again. Pausing to massage itself against his inner walls with that tongue piercing rubbing delightfully against him. Leaving him breathless under the burst of heat. The eagerness as that finger continued to rub lightly before sliding up to press against him below Hizashi's tongue. It had him whimpering when there was a rub before pressing against it. It didn't take much effort for that finger to push into him. Not when he was already spread open around the blonde's tongue.

Mortifyingly embarrassing as it was to think it. And God, he couldn't stop those moans and whines from dropping out of him. Cresting up louder when he heard the blonde's muffled groaning against him crest up into a whimper. He shuddered at the firm circles being rubbed into him when that finger slid into place beneath Hizashi's tongue. Tight, firm circles that had his pants coming in trembling huffs that were identical to the huffing pants fanning over his skin. The heat was going to raze him to ashes.

Set him aflame. His fingers twitched before clutching at the blanket he had twisted around them. All he wanted was to touch Hizashi. To share that blistering heat. To touch the softness of that skin that had to be breaking out in a clammy sweat much like his own was pricking with. A moan burst out of him when the blonde ground his piercing against his inner wall when that finger pulled back only to give a cautious thrust into him. It was all he needed to move his hips that rocking movement against his husband.

A weak grind that had his husband moaning out at him as those licks and laps at him came earnestly. Eagerly. He felt dizzy. Burning. It was awful as his chest heaved with the rasping pants he took when fingers were sliding along the underside of his erection. He twitched up eagerly against those fingers with a whine. His stomach was slick with the drops of pre-come that had smeared onto the skin with the twitches of his erection. Making a slick, runny patch over his skin as he got a muffled groan from his husband.

Vibrating over him as the blonde lapped at him to which he clenched around him. Fidgeting when he felt Hizashi rubbing his piercing against him again then flicking his tongue at him. Then his finger began to move in a few cautious thrusts into him slickly. The fingers trailing clumsily over his erection curled around it tearing a keening whimper out of him as hips twitched forward. Jerking back in that same twitching movement as Hizashi's arm tightened around his leg. Precariously balancing in his position.

It was burning him up. The cautious thrusts of that finger pausing when the blonde squeezed his erection. Giving that firm pressure to get him moaning throatily. Pressing his head back instinctively as a thin, clammy sheen formed over his forehead allowing a few thing locks to stick to it. His head was spinning in this position but God, he loves it. There was a brief pause before the blonde began attempting to move all three. Thrusting his finger and moving his tongue in time with his hand that gave a few clumsy strokes.

Trying to move in unison without forgetting to move one or the other but it had him jolting. Bucking eagerly as he wobbled briefly until that tight arm around him kept him upright. Stable. He bucked eagerly to thrust into his husband's hand with a groan. Fidgeting his legs restlessly when he dropped his left leg down to curl over Hizashi's shoulder. Digging his heel into his upper back with a huff fanning over him as he tugged Hizashi closer. He shuddered when the blonde flicked at his trembling inner walls.

He clenched around that thrusting finger and tongue tearing a growl from his husband. Vibrations that had him breathless as he clutched at the blankets he kept twisted around his fingers. Tightening his leg around the blonde's shoulder while damning that awkward position. He didn't care if it looked perfect or proper. He was burning, burning, burning. He knew it wouldn't take much for himself. Wouldn't take much for Hizashi. He ground his hips eagerly against Hizashi he got another guttural, throaty sound.

The kind that he absolutely loved to get from the blonde who moved his finger faster. Rubbing the pad of it carelessly over his inner wall as that tongue lapped at him only to undulate up to rub that piercing against him. The hand wrapped around him sliding slickly in time with that change of speed. Squeezing at the base before sliding up to palm at the head tearing moans out of him. One right after the other with such volume he knew he would be embarrassed about it later. Would bother him over how loud he sounded.

Especially when compared to his husband's muffled moans and groans into him. The whines and whimpers. He shuddered when Hizashi continued to roll his hand gently to palm at the dripping head before sliding down his erection again. A firm pressure being used with each quick slide that had him shuddering. Had the muscles jumping in his legs as if they could twist and squirm for him. Buck and writhe the way he would if he were on his knees. On his back. It had him moaning out as he tugged restlessly at the blanket.

Restless. Fuck, it was right there. Flickering idly before twisting into a low spark in his stomach as he panted. Heaved in gasps as that dizzy, spinning sensation refused to abate as he shivered with each flick and swirl of that tongue. Each rub of that piercing and the intermittent sucking he got from his husband. The pad of Hizashi's finger rubbed firmly against him with each thrust he gave. Curling idly against him to tear a snapping groan out of him. He twitched when that heat seemed to jump beneath his skin.

Growing unbearably hot. Clawing and writhing beneath the surface of it impatiently as that spark low in his stomach burned. Like a coal ready to feed into that white-hot heat. A whine muffled itself against his skin when Hizashi's tongue stilled as that finger kept thrusting into him. Huffing, heavy pants leaving the blonde as he seemed to take a moment. He felt a stab of pity. God, how had Hizashi gone so strong anyhow? Wouldn't he be tired with those vigorous movements? Eating someone out was hard work.

It was tiring work and he knew the blonde had been absolutely throwing his everything into it. Giving everything, he could to it, so the blonde had to be tired. Anyone would. All that constant movement? It had to be tiring. The heavy, desperate pants against his skin spoke volumes as he whimpered at his husband who merely hummed back before moving his tongue again. Weaker than those bold strokes but that thrusting finger was more than enough. The hand stroking him was more than enough.

The blonde sucked at him to provide a consistent pull that had shivers rushing up his back. Had him twitching in his hold as that finger thrusted into him quickly in time with the strokes. He bucked into his husband's hand eagerly when it began to fly slickly over him again. Tightening then loosening the grip he had on him as he moaned at the blonde ecstatically. A pleasure filled sound that earned him a muffled moan in response as his tongue lapped at him. Rubbing against him in that massaging movement.

Hizashi's thrusted his finger into him with a growing confidence. The slick sounds were hard to tell apart. To tell from where did they originate and fuck it was hot. It had that knot forming in his lower stomach tightening as he keened out a whine with a grind of his hips when Hizashi thrusted his finger into him with an answering whimper. The depth to his finger had him shuddering when the pad of it was rubbing over him carelessly. Pulling back, the blonde rolled circles into him again before thrusting into him.

Allowing the pad of his finger to graze over him. Sparks of heat ripped up his back tearing another cry out of him. He jerked under the stabbing, choking wave of heat rushing over him. Jerking his hips back had him wobbling but he couldn't care. Couldn't think when Hizashi was hesitating before thrusting back in sending another wave of heat up his back. A wave that had him wailing when a curious circle was rubbed into it. It got him a groan from his husband when he clenched down around his tongue and finger.

Muscles quivering from the force as he wailed when the blonde pressed firmly against his prostate. His legs wiggling when those curious circles were traded out rather quickly. Traded for those tight, firm circles that had his lashes fluttering as his eyes threatened to roll up on him. Bucking as that hand stroking him came up to swipe fingers over the head before grinding his thumb against it. Circles identical to the ones being ground into his prostate. Heat was blistering over him in endless waves from the stimulation.

Lapping up his back making him twitch with small twists as his neck ached along with his shoulders. His head was spinning as he gasped in his pants with hands clutching fistfuls of the blanket to anchor himself. To give him something solid to hold onto given Hizashi was out of reached. It was mortifyingly loud the moans, groans, whines and whimpers that came out of him. All in their wildly ranging pitches. Volumes. Hizashi wasn't afraid to be letting out his own array of sounds that muffled themselves into his skin.

Vibrations that had him squirming before he stopped it when he wobbled. Sizzling under heat that was truly eating him alive. Blistering up his back in wave after wave leaving him breathless. His temples throbbed lightly with that tight twist in his stomach that he wished he had the air to request they do something different. To give him a break but he couldn't find the words to say it. The air wouldn't come to him when each huff was flying out on a wail or a rather lewd moan that had his heart skipping.

When they were returned to him in their muffled quality against his skin. He shuddered as he bucked into Hizashi's hand in a frenzy of thrusts. It had him wobbling lightly yet he could hardly focus on it. Not when that knot was twisting tighter, tighter, tighter as that orgasm clawed higher. Higher with each vicious rub given to his prostate as the tight circles were traded for that up and down slide that had him wailing out again. Jolting at the heat ripping up his back that pooled into his stomach relentlessly.

Crying out as he tightened his awkward curl over his husband's shoulder to dig his heel into his upper back fiercely. Clutching him closer, closer, closer the way he would had his hands been able to reach. The way Hizashi often did to him until he was suffocating against his skin. He ground his hips eagerly against his husband's face with that orgasm twisting into him. Promising to burst any second. Clawing his way closer to that edge he was dancing on. This was always by far his favorite damn thing Hizashi could do.

When he would be pushed and coaxed into that blazing heat. When he could come alone from being eaten out. From a single finger and a hand. The blonde massaged his tongue up against his inner wall a sudden burst of strength as a wild, eager moan snapped out of him. That piercing rubbed against him again, again, again as Hizashi slid his finger against his prostate. Jolting, jerking, and God knows he wished he could twist. Uneven pants began to race again as he felt a small bead of sweat roll down his temple.

His heart throbbed in his ears as his head spun dizzyingly yet he was right there. Right there he could taste it. A few seconds more. It was all he needed as Hizashi's hand flew over his erection wildly. Stroking him fast, fast, fast as the blonde fisted at his erection in a tight, loose, tight, loose rhythm that had him shouting out his husband's name. It had to be. He shouted again, again, again as he bucked into the blonde's hand. A chant where nothing mattered but Hizashi, Hizashi, Hizashi. The hands and mouth on him.

Shoving him closer, closer, closer as his muscles tensed up with that urge to twist. To writhe and buck freely as he would any other time. Wailing the blonde's name like a praise. A curse, a word, a chant it was. Like he was a god. A devil plaguing him. A curse. It had him melting as he huffed his pants in as he felt the vibrations of Hizashi's moans and groans. The whimpers and whines made into his skin. Felt that erratic throbbing in his erection building up as he gasped in his pants as Hizashi lapped at him.

Sucking at him as the up and down strokes over his prostate sent blistering waves over him. He couldn't take it a second longer. He wished he could twist. Writhe and squirm with proper bucks but that's what made it all the better. He swore it. It was like the afternoon when Hizashi had put that cock ring on him with no questions asked. Tied his hands up to the poles of their bedframe without another thought about it. He'd been unable to move properly yet he'd still had some movement. To move somewhat freely.

This time, however, a wrong movement could lead to him falling forward. Being dropped. It made it exciting. His toes curled tightly as he gasped in only for them to fly out on whimpers and whines. Moans and groans spilling out of him one right after another with each sliding rub over his prostate. Shouting Hizashi's name as he felt the blonde whining into his skin. Moaning at him ecstatically with each wail and cry he let out as his stomach tightened. He felt the muscles in his thighs tremble before tensing.

His stomach flexing as Hizashi sucked at him with a strength he hadn't used before. Used on him when tight circles were rubbed into his prostate as Hizashi's hand continued to fist at him. Stroking him fast, fast, fast when that knot in his stomach tightened. Teetering on that edge when a grind of that tongue piercing against his inner wall paired with a hard suck tipped him over. He jolted with a wail as his lashes fluttered to which he squeezed them shut as his eyes rolled back. Fluttering over his hot cheeks.

Hissing in a breath that he held down when orgasm snapped through him with a white-hot heat. Surging up his thighs with a rushing tingle. His wail cut off in his throat on a croak as Hizashi squeezed at him while stroking him quickly when he felt a hot spurt land on his chest. Felt his lower half being pushed forward gently. Subtly to keep from straining him. Just enough to feel the hots spurts landing on his stomach as Hizashi gave a final flicking lick against his inner walls. He clamped down when the blonde pulled back.

Carefully sliding his tongue out of him as he trembled in that stiff hold. He was drowning. Melting. Burning. He felt strangled under that rush that had that spinning sensation becoming unbearable. Had his temples throbbing as he shuddered with small twists and squirms managing to break through. His hips jumped up in weak thrusts as Hizashi's hand slowed. Moving in slow strokes as fingers squeezed him firmly. He was melting. Couldn't breathe under that white-hot heat ripping him apart from the inside out.

Leaving no part of him out of it as he shook under its hold. Unbearable. Cooking him alive as he struggled to breathe. TO let that breath in his chest out. It was too much, much, much. So good. And then it was rushing out of him leaving him shuddering in its wake as he felt a breath rushing out of him only for him to heave it back in. Panting raggedly in gasping heaves as the finger rubbing at his prostate pulled away when he whimpered at the sparks of overstimulation. Slipping out of him with a slick little sound.

He felt Hizashi moving backwards slowly to ease his lower half down inch by inch, uncurling him slowly as to keep the rush from being too much as his chest heaved with each panting breath he took. Lowered slowly when his feet were placed down on the bed lightly. His husband shuffled over the bed up towards him when hands reached out to pull his head up and the pillow was eased under it. Fixing it to fit underneath his aching neck and back carefully. And he couldn't help but gawk up at his husband.

Hizashi's face was flushed with a faint sheen covering his forehead as his hair spilled over his shoulders. That blush obliterated his freckles with its deep color that spread to his collar bones. Burned a crimson in the tips of his ears. There was a hungry, smoldering look to those green eyes that had him breathless. There was a slickness to those lips whether it was because he had licked them or the lube. He had not a clue. Brows twitched lightly with their tight pull when hands were reaching with slick fingers.

Hesitating at that thought to reach out towards him. To touch his uncomfortably hot cheeks. Hizashi looked absolutely beautiful. He let his gaze fall to that chest fluttering with ragged, heaving pants taken by his husband as hands wavered between them. He let his gaze move down from his heaving chest to his stomach. Slickly glistening with the wet patch from the drops of pre-come that had smeared against the skin. Dripping shamelessly onto it. He found his eyes dropping finally to the blonde's erection.

At the jewelry winking at him in a ladder as if it were a cheeky thing. A playful wink of light catching off of them. It twitched allowing for him to catch a glistening strand connecting the head to his stomach. He knew Hizashi would give him an excuse. Possibly offer to take care of it himself but he didn't want that. Instead, he lifted his hand up towards it. His husband's lips parted slightly then only for his mouth to drop open when he stretched his hand out. Brushing fingertips lightly along the underside of his husband's erection.

Earning himself a hissing breath then when he slid his fingers up. Tapping the pads of them against the slick head. A move Hizashi had done many times to him. He gave another slick tap before swiping at the drop that began to form along the slit the second he pulled away. It had heat flashing under his skin resulting in a shuddering breath leaving him. A wheeze as he lifted his gaze up to find that smoldering one on him. He felt shudders run down his back as he caught a faint bob of that Adam's Apple from a swallow.

And he gave a sharp nod before adjusting his position before Hizashi shuffled forward. Lifting his leg up to swing over his waist where he then settled down. The blonde's weight always felt like a comforting thing over him. Nowhere near as heavy as himself but it felt solid. Comforting as it pinned his lower half down to the bed. There was a fidget from his husband when he reached out towards the blonde as his breath hitched. Hips arched forward when he swiped his fingers over the dripping head of his erection.

Hizashi braced his hands onto the headboard above him with a light rattle. It was unbearable the excitement he felt twisting into his chest again at the flare of it he caught on his husband's flushed face. Hips arched forward when he gave another slick tap before he was curling his fingers around his erection. He swallowed before he gave a firm squeeze that had a low, throaty moan leaving his husband. Sliding his hand up, he rolled his palm over the head to gather the droplets of pre-come as they welled up there.

Sliding his hand down then he got a buck of hips as Hizashi moaned down at him again. It was easy to fall into that careful stroking. To make sure he didn't tug on the piercings as he slid his hand over him. God, the blonde was beautiful. A riveting sight he couldn't take his off of as blonde lashes fluttered down. When his mouth was dropping open again allowing him to see the glimmer of that tongue piercing. He shuddered as he slid his hand along the blonde's twitching erection. It was a feeling he hadn't appreciated.

Hadn't realized the depth of how much he missed it until he came home Thursday. The way that Hizashi felt good in his grasp. He curved his hand carefully on each upwards slide before moving back down to knead at the base tearing moans out of his husband. It was fucking amazing. Sliding his hand over Hizashi with increasing speed. Fuck, did he love that feeling of his husband's hips bucking forward. Thrusting into his hand to meet his downwards strokes as his heaving, ragged pants caught in his throat.

The sight of the blonde hair slithering over freckled shoulders to tickle his skin was breathtaking. The way those thighs tightened against his waist as brows squeezed together had his pounding heart skipping. Lashes fluttering on red cheeks as brows twitched lightly from that tight squeeze. A whimper leaving his husband. Bucking eagerly into his hand as he moved his other hand from the bed. Sliding it down carefully, he lightly touched before cupping the blonde's balls. Then he began to roll them gently.

It had an ear ringing moan flying out of his husband that trembled up. Growing louder as it tore through pitches effortlessly as he flinched before hissing in a breath. A sound the blonde caught as he strangled that moan down in his throat with whimper. He continued to rolled his fingers with a subtle change in pressure that had his husband whimpering again as he slid his hand over his erection with that burst of eagerness. He could feel his come cooling on his chest from that hot temperature to warm.

It'd get cold and dry soon which he wanted to avoid if he could. He squeezed at his husband's erection in response to a twitch earning him an eager buck that had him groaning at the blonde. The squirms and twists against him threatened to have his own head spinning again. Dizzy with the weak rush of arousal as he rolled his fingers with a firm squeeze that had his husband groaning down at him. Hips twitched as if to slid against him in a similar manner to what he'd done to the blonde's thigh a week ago.

God, what would that feel like? To have Hizashi be the one rutting and sliding against his thigh? Getting off on that alone? He shuddered with another groan leaving him as he pressed his head back into the pillow lightly. Curving his hand over the blonde's erection as he tried to avoid his piercings. His husband had said it was fine to touch but he was worried about tugging at them too hard. Irritating them. He didn't have the confidence his husband had to merely drag his palm or fingers over them.

But he knew he would eventually. Until then he'd do his careful strokes as he was now for it had his husband twisting and bucking into his hand. Had pre-come smearing under his grip when he was too late at wiping them away. Dripping onto his stomach if he wasn't fast enough in smearing them along his erection to make it slick. It burned him up as Hizashi's breaths began to shorten. Racing as nails dragged over the headboard with thighs tightening against his sides. Fuck him, Hizashi was beautiful.

He couldn't get enough of staring up at that flushed face. The small beads of sweat that were forming on his forehead only to slip down his cheeks. Drop off onto his skin. It his flaccid dick twitching with interest as he slid his hand faster. Fast, fast, fast with twisting curves up near the head and tight squeezes to the base. He rolled the blonde's balls in his grasp delightedly as moans left his husband shamelessly. Whimpers and keening whines. He groaned under his breath when Hizashi began to thrust shallowly into his hand.

Meeting his strokes with an eagerness that had his stomach fluttering when the blonde's head hung forward. Brows twitching lightly as he gently squeezed his husband's balls earning him another shrill moan from his husband. Quieter than the last but it was still sharp. Far too loud. His eardrums gave a stab of discomfort yet he could forsake it. Forget it unless Hizashi forgot himself and howled out loud enough to shatter glass. Ruin their wedding picture they had up on the wall above them. It had happened countless times.

However, he truly couldn't deny some part of him likes it when that happens. That some part of him found it fucking hot. When Hizashi was so lost in sex and the pleasure he could give him in response that his control on his quirk slipped. Forcing him to use his own when glass bulbs popped. He shivered at the thought as Hizashi's hips alternated between thrusting into his hand and rocking down into the other. He could feel that light throbbing beneath his fingers telling him the blonde was getting close.

It looked damn near painful as he couldn't help but wonder just how worked up his husband truly was. He knew the blonde liked to go down on him. Had been over the moon since he came home Thursday night and welcomed him eagerly. Had even held the blanket up once or twice for him when he was slipping beneath them. Was this merely one more piece that told him how worked up his husband was? He couldn't blame him if that was the case. Not one bit. Stroking his husband quickly with that slick aid of the pre-come.

And he decided to step it up. To mimic that fisting squeezes that his husband had been using on him mere minutes ago. He tightened then loosened his grip with each downwards stroke only to curve his hand on an upwards stroke. Where he squeezed at that dripping head. It tore a shout from his husband as he bucked only for him to rock down when he gave a firm squeeze before rolling his fingers against him. Coaxing him closer, closer, closer. There was an airy, keening pitch to the moans spilling out of his husband.

An exasperation to the pants leaving him when he writhed above him. Thrusting sharply only to fall back into those shallow thrusts with thighs squirming against him. Knees digging into the mattress as muscles trembled with a slack and tensing manner. As if he were dancing on that edge already as that light throbbing began to intensify in his grip. It was drool worthy to imagine how it'd feel inside him. Would that stretch be painful like the first time? Or had all the toys and fingers been enough?

To keep him relaxed over the past week? Would it hurt? Would it feel good like he imagined it being? The thought of the blonde in him with that erratic throbbing against his palm had him squirming. His own pants shortening again at the flicker of heat at the thought. Would he feel the piercings rubbing against him? Or would it be lost with the condom over them? It had his heart sprinting as the beats thumped quietly in his ears. He could only imagine how good his husband would feel. How amazing it'd be after all this time.

It was as if his husband was following along with his train of thought with those half gasped moans. Hips that were bucking to chase down the orgasm he knew was so close he could taste it for him. Then blonde lashes were fluttering allowing for those smoldering eyes to peek down at him. Catching his gaze as he marveled over that smolder. The wide expanse of those pupils. God, how could he be stunned by the sight? By Hizashi's beauty? Hizashi was a sight he could stare up at for the rest of the morning.

Let his precious sleep being forgotten for an hour or two. He'd happily shower again and spend hours with those lips on his after that mouth had been washed out. He shuddered at the interested twitch his dick gave. But he couldn't. Fisting at his husband, he slid his hand up to roll his palm over the dripping head in time with his rolling fingers. Squeezing with as much pressure as he dared to use on the blonde's balls. If he could he'd attack that soft skin with his lips. His teeth. Anything to get Hizashi over that edge.

Sliding his hand down, he squeezed at the blonde when he rolled his thumb over the head. Targeting the slit with a wicked grind before Hizashi was shouting as eyes squeezed shut again. Stiffening above him as he threw his head back as that shout crested into a wail. A howl. He flinched when shades and frames began to rattle lightly with the activation of his quirk. He knew the blonde wasn't thinking. Wasn't focusing on it. His hair rustled over the pillow as it slithered up when he activated his own quirk.

Narrowing his gaze up at the blonde who went silent. Jerking into his hand as he shuddering with thighs squeezing tightly against his sides. A shudder ran over him when he refused to let his gaze break away from his husband. Refused too even as he felt the fresh spurts of come landing on his chest awkwardly. Not quite covering the same spots his own had but it had his stomach fluttering. He'd look after. For now he needed to keep his eyes on the blonde. He slid his hand over the blonde as hips thrusted shallowly.

Forward twitches as the blonde twisted in between shallow thrusts. As if to help that orgasm. He gripped the throbbing erection in his grasp as he slowed his strokes down when the blonde began to shake. Stiff muscles trembling as his husband's nails clawed over the headboard desperately. Writhing above him as he trembled. Shook under the heat of it as he felt himself watching with awe. Admiring how stunning it all was. A view he couldn't help but wonder if Hizashi enjoyed in that role as a top. To see this.

His husband's head then fell forward with a shuddering breath rushing out of him as brows twitched together. The muscles surrounding them quivering from that stiffness as a bead of sweat ran down his forehead. Small but it dripped off. There was a weak dribble over his fingers when the blonde finally let out a shuddering breath. And he was so, so beautiful with his flushed cheeks. The clammy sheen on his forehead that held a few, small beads of sweat on it. The way his mouth hung open with those heaving pants.

How lips that held a light swell from the kisses earlier. The blush smothered over his cheeks seemed deeper from the exertion of it all. He looked exhausted but so unbelievably beautiful in that orgasmic afterglow that had to be grabbing hold of him now. If not now than any second it'd come sweeping in. He released the blonde's twitching erection and the cupped hold he had on his balls before blonde lashes trembled. Lifting up to reveal that breathtaking relief in his gaze. The bliss he could see in them.

The blonde shut his mouth to no doubt swallow only for lips to twitch up into a smile. His gaze flicking down to his chest as he blinked to cancel his quirk only to twitch at the dry itch settling in. The light burn. He blinked a few times before letting his own gaze drop to his chest. It was a mess. Old and new splatters of come on it had his heart skipping when the blonde's smile deepened into what he could only call a smirk. Smug even when the blonde then shifted off to the side to grab the wipes with a wheezing, heavy sigh.

Turning around with the pack in hand, the blonde then crawled off of him. He watched his husband open the cover of the pack before tugging out a handful of wipes. Hizashi then placed the pack down on the sheets before he got to work on cleaning off his chest. He couldn't help a shiver at the cool touch of the wipe on his skin. The smirk on his husband's lips as that euphoria made that gaze foggy while he worked on cleaning up his chest. Three wipes used for wiping up on a surface level over the area.

Folded before coming down to wipe his stomach clean. Two more were used to scrub gently at his skin to remove any lingering feel of the come or pre-come on his stomach. The lube couldn't be helped just yet, but he could deal with it. He watched suds form on his skin when Hizashi scrubbed at him. And he found himself watching in a daze. Wipes were thrown away as wipes were put back on the bedside table only for a fistful of tissues from the box to pat his skin gently. Rubbing at him until he was dry again.

Once they were thrown away, the blonde grabbed at their blanket. Tugging it up from it's abandoned place near the end of the bed. Just enough to cover them boot from foot to knee but he didn't mind it one bit. He was much too hot for it at the moment. The blonde slid over the fitted sheet to lay out next to him when an arm was draped over his waist. He couldn't stop himself from smiling when the blonde tucked his head up underneath his chin for once. He happily buried his face into the golden locks.

Inhaling that fruity scent clinging onto them. He slid his arms around the blonde to hold himself tightly to his husband. To hold Hizashi tightly against his chest yet Hizashi seemed all too content with curling into him. Cuddling up against him as legs twisted together loosely with his like they had been earlier. There was a sheen sweat that merely made the only difference as he clung onto the blonde. He felt lips peppering over his throat softly as he lifted a hand up to comb his fingers gently through his husband's hair.

Kissing the top of his head softly had the blonde melting against him. He loves giving his husband that physical affection he sought after sex. A giggle was muffled into his throat when the blonde nuzzled him happily before pushing at him. Rolling over, he happily dragged the blonde on top of him with his comforting weight. Nuzzling the top of his head as sweet smelling locks brushed at his face. Another giggle left his husband as lips continued their frenzy of kisses over his throat to which he happily returned.

He could melt from the affection his husband was giving him. He squished his cheek to the golden blonde locks happily when Hizashi nuzzled his nose and lips up beneath his jaw against the fluttering pulse there. A hand slid over his side before dropping down to his thigh to caress slowly. Gently, much like his hand, he kept on the blonde's lower back. He combed his fingers through Hizashi's hair gently when he felt a breath huff over him when his husband then laughed which he found himself smirking at.

"Fuck m-mmme, I-I fuckin' love you, baby! You and your ma-magical hands!" There were a few more kisses before his husband pulled back to lean his weight onto his right forearm. Lifting to hover above him as he caught that playful sparkle. "I-I'd kiss you silly but gi-given where my mouth has been and how gross tha-that'd be, wanna come to the bathroom? Fre-Freshen up with me before we take a na-nap? 'Cause I-I dunno about you but that wi-wiped me out!"

"I-I could go for a damn nap to-too! Especially si-since Eri is co-coming home around one o'clock today! So, I ca-can definitely come fre-freshen up with you!" He tugged gently at a knot to work it out when his husband beamed at him. "I lo-love you too, Zashi. I-I wanna go get you freshened up fa-fast as we can! Yo-You look fuckin' exhausted!"

"I did get off wo-work a bit ago so can you bl-blame me?" There was a playful lilt to his husband's words when Hizashi fidgeted before dropping down with a sigh. His fingers tugged at the locks before he worked them free when Hizashi pressed his cheek against his chest. He instead caressed the blonde locks as his husband nuzzled his chest. "We-We'll go in a second, okay? As ba-bad as I would like to ki-kiss you, I just need a se-second! God, baby, I-I'm gonna have to do somethin' good for Valentine's Day!"

"I-I bet you will. I alre-already have my plans ready to go." The blonde tipped his head back to catch his gaze with an interested sparkle to his. He smirked at the blonde when he tapped his left hand against his lower back sharply. "You'll fi-find out on the day wh-what you get from me! Not a day sooner nor a day la-later! For now, yo-you'll have to wait for my surprise like I have to wai-wait for yours! But go ahead and ta-take a minute 'cause I sure as he-hell need one."

He could feel the blonde's cheek lifting in the grin that curled over those kiss swollen lips. The delighted, wicked sparkle in those green eyes had his trembling breaths catching on a hitch in the back of his throat. The hand on his tightened in a squeeze as he slid his hand over his hair. "I lo-look forward to it then! I can only ima-imagine what you have planned! If I co-could have one hint wo-would it be something I'll li-like? Of course I like everything yo-you give me! But like-?"

His smirk twitched before widening down at his husband at the cut off implication. Widening when he watched that grin twitch wider on his husband's lips with that wicked sparkle. It had his heart jumping in his chest when he pulled sharply at a blonde lock only to get nails scratching over his skin resulting in goosebumps. It was undeniable the twisting press when Hizashi squirmed, but he loved it. Loved that firm press when he tightened his arms around the man. "Yo-You'll fucking love it, Zashi. I promise you that."