The chill on the back of his thighs.
The ache to his feet from the heels he was standing in.
The uncomfortable heat burning in his cheeks.
Shouta couldn't remember a time he felt more vulnerable. His hands trembled under the warm water as he fought to fidget in heels that threatened to have his ankles roll at a wrong step. He'd been practicing long before today with Hizashi's helpful advice yet he remained stiff. Refusing to take longer strides despite his husband's encouragement. Erotic humiliation was something his husband put as a hard stop in their BDSM scenes. He knew how uncomfortable his husband was with the last and only time they tried it.
Knew how it made him feel which had him avoiding that hard limit of his, but it didn't mean they couldn't work around it. That they couldn't do something humiliating without it going over the top. It was this rationality that had kept him up when he'd glanced over their list. In the days after that penis pump, he'd found himself absolutely awed that May was all but over for them with one week left before they could officially begin planning for their anniversary. Two weeks where they could breathe again.
Where they could be together without the worry that someone was going to run off to complete another task. Two weeks without overtime or patrols that left them dead on their feet. From point A to point B only to be exhausted when they returned home. No more being worried over missed calls or text messages that were missed by one another. They had one more week of this hectic schedule of theirs and they'd be free to enjoy the nice weather again. To relish in the electric feeling of the oncoming summer.
Rock on the back porch swing again with Hizashi curled into his side. If anything, he swore his husband was electric with the good weather lately with summer promising it to bloom any second now that they had scraped past the allergies that filled spring. His husband was bouncing on his toes, bright eyed, like he'd given him a gift of summer. The sunlight and dry air seemed to be doing wonders for his husband's good mood as he bounced about the house to open windows. Throwing curtains open to let the light in.
Pulling him out onto the back porch to sit in the sunlit backyard. It was this good mood that had him contemplating what to say to his husband. How did he say he wanted to try feminization? It was a degrading humiliation that he was worried his husband would shut down instantly. An idea that he feared his husband would hate because of the humiliation that would be introduced into it. It had him biting his lip, uncertain on saying it, when his husband had asked him Tuesday morning if he had any big ideas for their anniversary.
If he had chosen anything off of the list. It had him hesitating when he'd asked to think about it before bringing it up, which his husband agreed with readily. Feminization, from what he had read about, was a play in BDSM that was between a Dom and Sub. It involved the submissive cross dressing or in lingerie and acting in a feminine role. Being referred to by a feminine name and finding the pleasure in the humiliation of it all. The more extreme options offered wearing prosthetic breasts or tucking which led him down a rabbit hole.
One that made him certain he didn't want to go that far. Didn't want to push any boundaries he might not know his husband held if he wanted to talk to his husband about this. Especially when the man had expressed his discomfort with extreme humiliation. But after their romp with the pump, his husband had been glowing. Excited with that fresh air that promised the start of summer. He'd been bouncing on his feet the few times he caught the man flying from one point to the next. A pink blush to his delighted face.
A glow to those green e yes when they caught his throughout the day when they rushed past one another. Busy but glowing with the delight that had his heart skipping. Hizashi had looked absolutely radiant with his delight in his euphoria. Hizashi had been trying to pester him on Tuesday night. Asking if he had an idea of where he was in terms of picking when he'd cracked at that insistent pushing that he tried to down play. Tried to push off which only made his husband all the more curious about his idea.
While erotic humiliation was a hard no for his husband, he had tired questioning if any humiliation would be fine. At his husband's gentle prodding he let himself spill to tell him what he wanted. Feminization. The blonde had appeared confused on his screen before promising to look it up and research into it. To no doubt dive down the same rabbit holes that he himself had dived down the previous night. It wasn't until Wednesday morning when he met his husband in the parking lot did the blonde ask if it was what he wanted.
If he really wanted to cross dress and be humiliated in such a way. How far did they want to go with it. While it wasn't an outright yes it was still promising. On their way into the building, he'd told his husband everything he had in a low tone. Waiting to continue onwards after they had gotten to his classroom. It didn't have to be complete humiliation. Just something that went in line with the feminization of the scene to which Hizashi went quiet. Promising to talk to him later when the first bell had rung.
When he caught the din of the hallway filling with overlapping voices of approaching students. It wasn't until he was coaxed home for an afternoon visit did his husband pull out his laptop with the document open on it. And from there, he found himself being given the yes he was waiting for. Together, they'd gone over the scene and what type of humiliating things he wanted the blonde to say. Every little dip, nuance, between the line and bold, blatant phrases for his husband to use that he was comfortable with.
Squished up against his side, they'd gone over the verbal parts repeatedly to tweak them, so both were comfortable with it. Then once it came down to the outfit, Hizashi had remained delightedly, wickedly tightlipped on what he would wear but had come to him with heels in hand. When he'd gone home Thursday afternoon, he'd begun training with Hizashi how to walk properly in them. He had to admit it left him with sore feet and ankles from how many times they'd rolled from stepping incorrectly.
It was through this he questioned his husband if he was truly alright with it. Repeating his question merely had his husband smiling at him with the promise that they weren't taking it far. Weren't pushing boundaries of his and that this was very tame compared to the first time they dipped their toes into erotic humiliation of any kind. He had trusted the blonde when they had gone on with the practice of his heels to which he felt he got the hang of by the time Eri came home. Felt confident he could walk in them decently.
His husband refused to tell him what outfit he would be wearing. In fact, aside from their tweaking of their script dialogue for the scene they had planned out? Hizashi remained tightlipped. It was aweing how well the blonde was keeping it to himself when he was promised by the blonde that he had freed up time to do it. That he would make sure Eri and Hitoshi were out of the house bright and early Saturday morning with the promise of them to come back much later. And Hizashi had done just that this morning.
He'd woke to his husband pecking his cheek in kisses with an arm over the blanket around his arm. Both teenager and child were gone for the day as assured by Hizashi who coaxed him to the shower with the promise he'd get coffee on. It was there he'd caught the wicked sparkle in his gaze when he was assured his outfit would be laid out for him long before he got out. He hadn't fought the blonde on it even as his heart jumped in his chest during his morning routine in the bathroom before shuffling out.
And his heart about stopped its sprinting beats when he'd come fast to fast with the outfit laid out for him by his husband. Women's panties from Hizashi's collection no doubt, a skimpy dress that he knew from look alone would just barely cover his ass if he was lucky. The neckline crept up into a turtle neck affair with thick straps to it. There had been his stockings he'd worn last year before their anniversary that he hadn't thought of recently. With them was the garter belts he'd worn for Valentine's Day.
The same heels he'd been practicing in for two days in a different color waited for him. From the moment he'd gotten it on, his husband had been handsy with him in that playful way. However, it didn't fail to get his face burning at each reference of "she" aimed his way. Being called his husband's wife had his face flushing like nothing else as he was put to the task of 'feminine' tasks that he'd done on the regular but with that special emphasis. He was on duty for lunch, as always, yet it felt strangely surreal.
Standing in the kitchen in his heels in his short dress that his husband had gotten from God knows where. The first humiliating thing of their scene being the outfit when he'd shuffled out to his husband where they then dove into the scene together. A few taunting phrases from Hizashi throughout the day that left him embarrassed. Scathing comments when he didn't do something "right". And while they paled to the harsher words of their night of erotic humiliation last year they still stung much to his delight.
Pricked just enough to get his face burning and his head ducking down to hide it. Teasing. Relentless, ruthless teasing with degradation sprinkled into it to get his heart jumping in his chest wildly throughout the day. Hands that danced over his exposed thighs or squeezing at his waist as he tried to remain balanced in his heels. And he loves it. He loves each catty remark from his husband, each time he was referred to as "she" and his "wife" only to follow with a scathing reprimand. A scathing remark.
It had him hotter than anything to be treated even slightly rough by his husband with his words. He could easily over-look the dress at times when he was sitting but when he stood it became all too apparent. He was judged, reprimanded with each piece of clothing he folded. The way he cleaned as he scrubbed at the counters and bathrooms. It was only made all the more exciting when his husband had put one of their newer cages onto him. A cage that had a urethral sounding rod combined with it.
A step up that he wanted to try for he felt ready to try. It was therapist approved on top of it, but they were told to take it slow with this and not to push it which he could see in his husband. Hesitant as he questioned him to fulfill his request but going through with it carefully, nonetheless. A request he made when they'd been sitting side by side on the couch planning this out. He couldn't deny the thrill when he'd seen the outline of it effortlessly through the thin material of his borrowed panties only to have his husband squeeze at him.
The pride he'd seen for the first time in the mirror before they were falling back into their script. From there it was a nitpicking routine that was driving him up the walls. Had him gritting his teeth at despite his hot face with the degradation truly coming into play. Always reprimanding him. Always telling him something he did "wrong" only to have Hizashi show him a demonstration on how to do it properly. Repeating it with those scathing criticisms being given. It was as irritating as it was arousing when he'd asked for it.
He'd never understand why he liked it so much when his husband talked down to him. When his husband was wicked. Cruel. But did he need an explanation? He didn't know. He didn't see much to it other than his husband was always so sweet, so caring, that he liked it when he was being mean to him. Being ruthless. Picking him apart in ways others had but his husband never did. Perhaps it was an odd thing to like but God knows he did. It was leaving him hazy with the treatment given to him today.
When the blonde had gone so much as to chastise him over how he'd used the bathroom. Something that had left him embarrassed as it was the first time, he'd used the bathroom with a cage on after the rod was pulled out. It had his face burning to recall the tone, so unbelievably placating as his husband stood in the doorway. It left him flushed but he'd asked for it. He knew going into this that it would be at a moderate level of intimidation. That it would leave him irritated. It would be somewhat intense.
But he wanted something to unwind him after the past four weeks him constantly going, going, going with his schedule with a list that seemed never ending. There was always something that needed his attention. Something or someone who needed his help to complete. He wanted one day to not think about the tight schedule he'd made for himself. The tasks he had to get done in the next week would leave him wrung dry. He wanted to have fun with his husband in a way that didn't feel as if they were rushing.
Today had been an absolute treat to spend a whole day in such a scene with his husband all from his request to the blonde who seemed willing to fulfill his desire. Focusing his gaze on the soapy dish in his hands, dangerously close to slipping out of it, he held it under the water to rid his hands of soap and water when he heard the quiet thud of feet coming down the hallway. It had his heart jumping in his throat as he avoided that urge to fidget again. He didn't want to risk falling due to his ankle rolling.
Taking a deep breath, he placed the clean dish in the strainer next to him as he began to rinse the suds off his hands. Then he caught the quiet, muted steps coming towards him rang out. Coming closer, closer, closer. It had his heart jumping in his chest in that wild, sprinting speed when he dragged his teeth over his bottom lip. There was a light graze of fingers over his thighs, tracing along the tops of his stockings. Along the garter belts before coming up to squeeze at his waist with lips pressing to his shoulder.
Soft lips. God, Hizashi felt so warm against his back when arms then slid around his waist to squeeze at him. He finished rinsing the suds off of his hands before turning the water off. Reaching for the towel to dry his hands off while the blonde nuzzled the side of his neck. He couldn't deny there was a spark of embarrassment being so exposed like this but there was a rush that muffled it. An excitement when Hizashi's fingers traced along the front of his thighs lightly where the hem of his dress fell too.
Nails grazing lightly as they traced the garter belts running along the front of his thighs with the warmth of his breath fanning over his neck. All day long, he'd let his husband do as he pleased. "Sissifying" everything he did. Even going so far as to coax him to stand still while the wild curls covering his pelvis were shaved and neatly groomed before he got to his cage. Before the rod went in. The blonde hadn't forced him to shave his legs or arms, but it had his face burning nonetheless throughout the day.
Eager to be in the same space as his husband. Knowing something would be coming from the blonde that would leave him red faced once more. Being fondled with hands tracing along his exposed thighs with those snapping, gentle insults spit at him. He'd always feared he'd never have the chance to experience erotic humiliation again, but his husband was giving it to him. It was softer, less noticeable and less intense but he was getting it from his husband. It was everything he'd been fantasizing of since this last Sunday.
Trying to work up the nerves to say it after looking over the list when his husband had been in the shower. Hands slid over his thighs with a playful tug on the hem of his dress before sweeping up, the dress bunching with it, as hands slid along his waist. Nails grazing lightly just above the underwear he wore as hands kneaded at him with firm squeezes to get him shuddering. He wasn't one for cross dressing; he wasn't scared of wearing a piece of lingerie or a dress but fuck if today didn't have him electrified.
If it didn't have him hyper aware of the breeze on his legs or the desire to his husband's gaze when he was tugged into his lap. The only difference to today was the heels he wore. His husband wouldn't stop breaking up his scathing degradation for praises on how good he looked being taller than him by a mere inch. How good his legs looked when he wore heels. It all left him with a red face that seemed all too common today whether he liked it or not. It left him dizzy from the praises that rivaled the scathing scolding's.
The put on frustration from his husband when he was showing him how to do something "properly". How his husband acted like it was a hassle to take the rod out enough for him to do something as mundane as take a piss. But beneath it all he saw that desire being returned. The silent check ins with squeezes or the verbal questions with their color system to be used. His husband was ruthless making him redo a task over and over until he "got it right like a good wife does". It had his stomach fluttering surprisingly each time.
"Are you done with the dishes yet, baby?" Low. It was wicked the way his husband used that quirk of his to pitch his voice down so low. It had him biting down on his lip fiercely at the tingles it sent racing down his back when he felt the warmth of his husband's breath on his ear as hands kneaded at him firmly. Fingers flicking playfully at the waistband of his underwear; letting it flip back into place to get his breath hitching. "Hmmm? You gonna answer me? Tell me what my loving, pretty wife is going to make for dinner?"
Oh. Why was it sending sparks down his back? He'd sworn he'd never been interested in the feminization of it, but he couldn't be sure now. He had gone into it hoping to get a taste of degradation and humiliation, but it was turning into something more. "I-I was thinking of doing something for dinner tonight. Ma-Maybe curry? With rice and vegetables? Would you like that? Or we can find something else to make around the house that I can throw together. I was thinking of something simple tonight."
"Mmmm, I don't know, that's not what a good wife does, is it? What good girl does to give her husband something to eat?" It had heat rushing up to his face with such an intensity his cheeks throbbed lightly with the force of it when his husband flicked at the waistband of his underwear again. "I thought you said you'd be a good girl for me today, but you've been doing the same chores over and over! Can't you get one thing right? Can't you do the simplest things I ask of you, baby?"
"Th-Then what do you want? What can I possibly make that makes you happy?" Oh, hands tightened on him at his snapping tone when he squeezed at the towel in his hands. Drying them off quickly when the hands, he put the towel on the edge of the sink before him when he swallowed. It was all rehearsed, practiced, and thoroughly gone over so nothing was stopping him from deviating the tiniest bit in his phrasing. "What would you want for dinner so I can make it?"
It was a bolt of heat when he was flipped around, his feet stumbling over one another with heels clicking sharply against the tiled floor beneath him when he hissed as he struggled to catch his footing. Finding his lower back pinned tightly to the sink, it had his heart pounding at the look on his husband's face. Stone cold. The perfect façade of irritation when hands squeezed at his waist when he sucked in a shaky breath. "Where's this cheeky attitude coming from, hmm? Where do you get off on being so rude?"
"I'm-I'm merely asking a question? Am I not allowed to ask questions to know wh-what my husband wants from me? You had me mopping floors, taking care of you, all damn day! You made me clean the bathroom twice, mop the floors three damn times and scrub the counters down countless times! I-I did my best to everything you ask aside from wiping your ass in the bathroom! So please, excuse me for having a bit of an attitude when I ask my husband what he wants for dinner!"
Oh, the flare of heat to his husband's gaze had him swallowing when he was pinned tight, tight, tight to the sink's edge with the blonde's red framed glasses slipping down his freckled nose. Hands squeezed tight with nails biting lightly into his skin. "Oh, I didn't know you were so mad about doing things like a proper wife does! I was even so nice to help you with the rod many times today, wasn't I? I thought you were a good girl for me today! I even got you this pretty dress, didn't I? Spoiled you good today?"
"You did! But you're no-not being a very good husband to me! I've been on my feet all fucking day for you!" Oh, that heat had his heart jumping when hands slid along his waist before Hizashi's left came up to pinch his chin. Tipping his head back, he felt the right hand curving backwards to slide over his ass in a caress that had his breath catching. Fingers pulling then letting the underwear snap back against his skin. "Tell me how I can be a-a good wife? How can I make you happy?"
"You can make me happy by not acting all dumb on me! You know exactly what you're doing and you're not being good at all!" The growl to his husband's voice had his stomach fluttering sickeningly when fingers pinched tightly at his chin when the blonde leaned in to nip at his jaw. His hand squeezing at him tightly when hips came forward. "You know what you need to do to make your husband happy! You know how to be a good girl, don't you? How to be a good wife for me? Or is that too much to handle?"
Fuck. He could feel the cage with the rod unbearably vivid with the tight press of those hips against him when he shuddered at the warmth of his husband's breath fanning over him. The fingers holding his chin dropped down to rest on his waist as the hand on his ass slid forward. Kneading at him in hard squeezes that had heat flickering in flashes under his skin. "I-I'm trying to be good! But you're making fun of me all the time! I ca-can't be good if you don't tell me what I did wrong!"
"A good wife knows what she has to do to be good for her husband, doesn't she?" Nodding tightly at that low growl of Hizashi's voice, teeth nipped at his earlobe with a light click of the studs. The dangling part no doubt swaying with his husband's breath. "You've been acting dumb and innocent about your fuck ups to boot! But I suppose not everyone can be expected to act accordingly, yeah? That's why I had to lock your clit up to stop you from touching yourself today, right? Because I see what it's doing to you."
A fresh wave of heat crawled up to burn viciously in his face causing his cheeks to throb lightly with the heat of it. The force of his blush stung in the tips of his ears when hands slid along his waist with hips pinned tightly to his. An ache was radiating out along his lower back from the fierce dig into the counter behind him when he let out a shuddering breath. "I'm-I'm sorry! I don't mean to act dumb but it's annoying doing shit with you wa-watching and making me redo it!"
"Then why don't you do it right the first time, hmm?" Hands kneaded at him when he shuddered at that tight press of hips against his when teeth bit at the shell of his ear. That low voice so close to his ear had his stomach flipping excitedly as his feet ached in the heels from standing so still. "I only want you to be the best, you know! I want you to be a good girl for me and I want you to feel good. After all, I did your make up so pretty today! Don't you want to be a good wife? Make your husband happy?"
"Yes! Yes, I do, but it's annoying doing the same thing over and over! I co-couldn't even take a piss today without you criticizing me!" Nails dragged over his waist with fingertips slipping beneath the thin waistband to lift it up before letting it snap against his waist. His breath caught when he squirmed as that ache radiated over his toes from the tight squish. "Ca-Can you just tell me what you want for dinner? Can you tell me rather than just letting me guess for once? What do you want to eat tonight?"
The soft hum leaving his husband had his sprinting heart skipping as his stomach flipped with the excitement when his husband tugged at his waist. Pinned tightly against him when a playful blow into his ear had him jolting at the tingles it sent racing under his skin. Had his dick twitching at the nip given after it when Hizashi stepped back with hands pulling at him. "I think I know what I want to eat! Why don't you come with me and I'll show you what I'd like for dinner?"
Nodding eagerly with a hitching breath, he moved with his husband as his heels snapped sharply against the floor with a deafening clack as he followed Hizashi. His feet were absolutely killing him after wearing the shoes all damn day, but he knew they'd be coming off shortly. He'd be off his feet soon enough and God knows that had him eager to get to the bedroom. It put a pep to his step. The hem of his dress brushed lightly over his thighs, yet he couldn't help that instinct to reach down to tug it down.
To hide himself when those green eyes darted down when he stepped forward quickly. Swallowing it down, he let his husband tug him forward with his heels snapping over the tiles of their kitchen. Muted over the carpet of the small hallway once they reached it. He struggled to keep his ankles from rolling yet his hand kept him steady with eyes watching his feet. A rapt attention to them as he picked his feet up the way Hizashi had told him too. To walk heel first in his steps to keep them even as possible.
The hem of his dress swirled and brushed against his thighs as he was tugged into the bedroom with the doors sliding shut behind him. Swallowing, he hesitated before making his way over to the bed. He knew exactly where this was going to go. It was all discussed, all they'd gone over that morning before their scene but fuck if it didn't have his heart jumping in his chest as his knees pressed to the bed. While they didn't focus so much on sex, the dialogue was their main priority with a scene like this.
To make him feel emasculated. To "sissify" everything he did. To force him into that feminine role whether he asked for it or not. They had lightly gone over what they would want from sex with him putting the request for their new cage to go with it. It had been agony waiting for it to show up this week but fuck if it wasn't a worth it purchase for them. The rod could stay in if the cage came off which, in his eyes, was a bonus. It had him dragging his teeth at the quiet sound of the lock flipping into place.
He caught the light thud of feet rushing over to him. He turned to face his husband, lifting his hands up when freckled shoulders slid into his grasp. Arms around his waist as he kicked at his shoes to get them off finally with a groan at the relief it brought him. Melting when lips came down on his painted ones. The blonde had seemed all too delighted today in putting a full face of makeup on him when he'd gotten out of his shower. Bolder colors from his palettes with a bold red on his lips with a plum purple over his eyes.
He hadn't looked very long but the blonde seemed all too awe struck at his face when he saw him today. Even the delight when the wiry black curls had been shaved and groomed neatly. Curling his arms around the blonde's shoulders to tug him closer, lips slid against his with a quiet whisper as arms wrapped around his waist. Holding him close, close, close as a hand slid up his back to bury itself into his hair. Moving his lips with Hizashi's, he admired the way lips melted to shape and mold against his.
The way his own curved to fit with Hizashi's to fill the gaps those thinner lips couldn't much to his delight. The hand in his hair scratched at his scalp sending sparks down his back as he pressed his lips firmly to Hizashi's only to be given the same pressure back. It had a shuddering breath leaving him when he plucked at blonde strands of hair. His husband had been so damn mean today. Ruthless. And he fucking loved it. Loved every damn second of it when he was being lectured in that hot and cold manner.
When his husband was fussing over his cleaning ability and breathing down his neck with hands often controlling his. It had his face burning like none other to be referred to as his wife and with feminine pronouns. When fingers had been plucking and lifting the hem of his dress up to caress his thighs. His ass throughout the day. Squeezing, swatting, pinching at him. Playing with the thin waistband of his underwear. It had him burning up throughout the day with that eagerness to get what he wanted.
To get off with Hizashi yet the blonde had prolonged it. Made it insufferable with that gentle humiliation. The light nudge of the blonde's glasses against his face was a comforting sensation as lips moved with his. A passion being given to him as the remaining hand on his waist slid along it in a caress that led to fingers plucking at his dress. Tugging it up one handed with the cool air attacking the backs of his thighs once again. His ass to which he shuddered when fingers traced along the edge of his borrowed underwear.
It had him squirming when he felt that spark of desire twisting through him. A lazy twist that grabbed at his bones leaving his breath shaking in and out through his nose as heat flashed in a burst when his husband slid his hand in a caress over his thigh. Over his left cheek to his lower back then back down again. A circuit established quickly that sent tingles racing under his skin to pool into his stomach. A pressure twisting into his lower stomach in that all too familiar ache as he moved his lips with Hizashi's.
Twisting locks of blonde hair around his fingers while others slid silkily over the backs of his hands. The intermittent smack coming to break up the quiet whispering of their moving lips when his husband scratched at his head again. His hand shifting to cup the back of his head much to his delight as he giddily kissed the blonde. Arms tightened around him when his dick twitched at that low ache twisting into him viciously. Welcoming his crotch into the cycle of that ache that had his thighs pressing together to soothe it.
A steady building ache throughout the day with the touches. The kisses. The ruthlessness he saw in his husband aimed his way. He'd never understand what it was about, it got him off better than anything else. Why he liked it when his husband was mean to him, but he wasn't going to question it. Not now. Warm, shaking breaths fanned over his cheek identical to his own as he clung to the blonde locks he twirled idly around his fingers. Pressed tightly from hip to chest, he knew any other time it would be different.
That Hizashi's hips would begin grinding against him. Would press tighter to his but he knew it would be uncomfortable while he had the cage on. He returned his husband's passion without a second thought as he moved his lips in time with Hizashi's. Caresses that left him eager for another slide of those soft, warm lips against his. God, he loves the routine his husband had for them that made them so damn soft. He was warm in his arms. So warm. Silky blonde locks spilling over the backs of his hands gently.
That hand continued its caressing circuit from his thigh up to his lower back. Kneading at the cheek on his way by had him melting in his arms. Thrumming at that quiet affection being given that chase away the odd sensation all day that came with being pushed into that feminine role. A comfort from his husband that he'd been looking for subconsciously; the reassurance he didn't believe what he said. Even if he asked for it, he wanted that affection from his husband now more than he wanted his cruel words.
His stoic demeanor and icy treatment he'd been given today. The hot and cold tones that kept him on his toes to see what the blonde would say next. What he would do next. Heat flickered idly under his skin as that desire twisted sharply into him. The hunger that had been building throughout the days that left him so ready for this, so damn turned on he'd take anything from his husband. He'd do anything to have those hands on him to give him exactly what he'd asked for. To give him what they'd both have been wanting.
Lips pressed harder to his much to his surprise, but he happily crushed his lips to Hizashi's. Matching his speed. Nails scratched at him again as that hand pressed lightly at the back of his head to encourage that harder press which he happily gave. God, he could kiss Hizashi all damn day. He could lose hours happily with those soft, warm lips on his driving him up the wall. For another kiss that had him tingling from head to toe as he tightened his arms around the blonde's shoulders. Squeezing him close to his chest.
Clutching him tightly much like the arms tightening to squeeze around him as well much to his delight. It had his cagey dick twitching making him all too aware of the rod within him. How unrelenting the metal of it was. It was no different from their newer metal cage for the only difference was this was modified to allow for easier bathroom breaks and a urethral rod to be used. It had him squirming on his aching feet with a low groan at the thrust of hips against him when he yanked at the blonde's silky hair.
Twisting himself into his hold in a curve that would be entirely inappropriate to other company should they be seen. It had his blood burning through his veins with that heat sizzling along his bones. His husband had spent all day teasing him, twisting him up, and turning him around until he felt irritated. More worked up due to the flickers of heat he'd felt throughout the day only to have the icy tone of Hizashi's wash it away. Ruthless in pointing out his faults and failures throughout the day over and over again.
His husband did beautifully plucking him apart. In making him falter once or twice with the feminine terms in regard to himself. It was all everything he hoped to be and more with his husband filling his role perfectly. Moving his lips with Hizashi's fervently, he could feel that desire bleeding into it like an undercurrent. The hunger that had been building in himself all damn day. Fingers plucked playfully at his borrowed underwear yet again with shaking breaths fanning over his cheek gradually speeding up.
Much like his own as he crushed his lips to those soft, warm ones. His own breaths hitched when the snap of the waistband snapping back against his waist rang out in the quiet. His husband's hand slid down before sneaking beneath his panties to grab at his ass where he yanked to press his hips tightly to his much to his delight. If it wasn't for that cage, he'd love nothing more than to give in to that tight grinding, he could feel Hizashi's hips twitching to make. Jiggling weakly against him before stilling.
It had him shuddering when fingers dug in with that hard squeeze before the blonde's hand slipped out to slid up to his waist again. The intermittent smack of their moving lips rang out deafeningly in the quiet of their bedroom with shaking breaths being taken. And God, if the cold bite of that metal against his twitching dick didn't have him shivering. It would be impossible to get hard, he knew that, but it made it all the more exciting when he knew what was coming. The hungry slides of those lips against his spoke volumes.
He returned that desire, that lust, without a second thought. Was Hizashi just as worked up? Had he somehow at some point found it hot? He'd have to ask him later. Later, when he could think properly. And then the the hand in his hair was making its way out of it as the kiss began lightening much to his dissatisfaction. Whining as he chased after those soft lips earned him one, two, three more fast kisses with deafening smacks when his husband stepped back. Hands slipped beneath the hem of his short dress towards his waist.
Hizashi curled his fingers into the waistband and he happily let his husband tug them down. A deep red from his husband's personal collection of lingerie came flying down his legs quickly to pool to his ankles. Hitching breaths being taken by the both of them when he moved of his own to flip around to face the bed. There was a shuffle behind him followed by the drag of the drawer being pulled open. The light hits against the sides as items were pushed and shoved at before he glanced over as the wipes were placed down.
Watching hands fumble with the condom box to tear it open with fingers dipping in to grab at the chain. Ripping a condom off the edge before throwing it back in the drawer as it snapped shut. A small throw pillow of theirs was then grabbed at with his husband disappearing out of view. The lube in hand, he couldn't help a hitching breath when the cap was clawed open as his husband settled back behind him again. The sound of knees hitting the pillow had his breaths rasping on a hitch with that choking excitement.
Kisses were fluttered over the back of his thighs in soft pecking kisses. Nibbling at him when he shuddered as a hand coaxed his dress up over his lower back leaving him exposed. Not that it was truly covering anything much to begin with, but it had his face burning when he laid out on the bed with his chest fluttering with his fast breaths. A shallow pant with fingers twisting into the blanket as his husband pressed kisses over his thighs. Soft, firm kisses that fluttered from one thigh to the next with those soft kisses.
The playful nips when the slick sound of lube being spread rang out had his sprinting heart jumping. Skipping over its beats when he arched his hips back slightly when lips began to crawl up towards his right cheek. Nibbles and nips, kisses and nuzzles were then pressed against his ass in a flurry. It had him whining when that slick sound of the lube filled the quiet of the bedroom before the light sound of the tube being dropped. Soft kisses were pressed up over his ass then over his lower back.
Slick hands came up to angle his hips backwards. Lowering ever so slightly when a nip was given to his left cheek with hands coming forward to hold him apart with slick fingers held away from him carefully. He could hardly count how many fingers he had when his husband was leaning in to kiss him. Fluttering soft kisses over the exposed skin giddily before lips were pressing against his hole. His dick twitched in its cage when he whined out again at the soft pecking kisses given over him by Hizashi. Frantic.
As if he were planning on devouring him whole. He shuddered with a groan when his husband opened his mouth to suck gently at his hole which gave a mortifying twitch from that excitement. It had him whining when he buried his face into the blanket when hands pulled at him. Stretching open with that soft suckling to his hole lifting away for a lap of his husband's tongue over him. It had his back arching with hips jerking back with a groan flying out of him then. Encouraging his husband to do it, do it, do it.
Oh, it had Hizashi growling into him with vibrations to get his toes curling in his stockings when his husband lapped his tongue over him again. Rubbing his piercing against him teasingly with an undulation of his tongue. Another suck was given to him that had him groaning out into the blanket when his husband then dipped his head down. Pressing his tongue to his taint before licking his way up to the top of his ass. Over his lower back. It had him shuddering with an arch back when his husband pecked kisses on his way down.
The blonde then repeated it when his tongue pressed against him firmly. Lapping over his tongue, his twitching hole, up to the small of his back. Fuck, it had him burning up when Hizashi came back down lap at his hole when it gave another twitch from that excitement shredding into him. A kiss was pressed against it with a nip that had him shuddering when his husband kneaded awkwardly at his cheeks before renewing that sharp pull that had his breath catching on a hitch. Choking on that excitement again.
Stretching him open wide when his husband seemed to throw himself into lapping his tongue over him. Licks and flicks that had him squirming with his hips arching back to press against the blonde with a whimper breaking out of him. Tingles racing up his back at the attention given to him when he felt the tip of his husband's tongue tracing the rim of his hole. Fingers digging into him in a hard squeeze had his breath wheezing out of him when he felt that active press against him. The squirm of his husband's tongue against him.
And then it was sliding into him much to his delight. Gasping a breath, he clutched at the blanket he had balled up to his fists with hands squeezing at him tightly as the blonde's tongue slid into him. The rub of that piercing slipping against his hole before rubbing against his inner wall had him whimpering into the bed. The press of the blonde's lips against him had his legs tensing against that urge to squirm when his husband undulated his tongue up. Rubbing against his inner wall with a purposeful grind of that piercing.
Bringing with it a pleasure that had his lashes fluttering on his hot cheeks. Squeezing at his fistfuls of blanket as Hizashi rubbed his tongue against him. Massaging against it with that piercing rubbing against him felt so fucking good. Panting shallowly into the pocket he made, he rocked his hips back as the blonde's tongue massaged at his inner walls. Shuddering when his husband moaned into him when he clenched tightly around that rubbing tongue with a spark racing up his back as he shuddered.
Heat sizzled in a raking twist beneath the surface of his skin. It had him groaning when he squeezed tightly around him only to get a wicked grind of that piercing against his inner wall. A playful flick of his tongue when he felt the blonde make an over exaggerated circle movement. One that had the outer-rim of his hole being rubbed at tearing another moan out of him. Fuck, he had known Hizashi wanted to eat him out in this scenario but he was already so damn hot. So damn turned on he felt more twisted up than ever.
Sizzling in his own skin as he rocked his hips back against the blonde's face eagerly with a whimper leaving him when the blonde began to lap at him. Licks that had his toes curling against the floor at the firm licks. Swirls and flicks that had him clenching around his tongue with heat snapping up his back with each flick of that tongue. The grinding of that delightful piercing against his inner wall that got his dick twitching in a frenzy. God, it had heat sparking up his back with each lap of his husband's tongue.
It had him squirming as his aching feet begged for him to get off of them but he was more than happy to to stand right where he was as he whined out. The wriggling swirls of that tongue had him clutching at the comforter with shaking hands while his husband moved his tongue relentlessly. Lapping, flicking, swirling, rubbing his tongue in a frenzy; eating him out with a gusto that had him shuddering. As if they hadn't touched each other in years. As if his husband has been starving for this all damn day.
Fuck if it didn't have him whimpering and groaning. Then the blonde began to use that light suction to give a pressure that had him moaning out into the bed. Shuddering when his tongue massaged itself to his inner wall with rubs of that piercing against his inner wall God, it felt damn good. He fucking loves when his husband eats him out so fervently; hell, he loves to eat Hizashi out just like this. He rocked back against the blonde who groaned into his skin only to feel a shift of the hands on him.
Then he felt the slick rub against the rim of his hole. It had sparks racing up his back when the muscles spasmed in a blatant twitch had his face burning hotly yet it merely had his husband throwing more energy into it. Rubbing against the skin nearest to his hole before they came back to trace along the rim when he arched back eagerly. His shallow panting wavering when a finger began to push at him insistently. Pressing firmly as he arched back when he couldn't help but groan when that give came quickly.
Slipping into him beneath his husband's wriggling tongue where it slid into him quickly with the pad of his finger rubbing into his inner wall. Oh, it had him moaning out when he clenched around that lapping tongue and rubbing finger. Shuddering when the blonde moaned into him when that idle suction was being given again much to his delight. He moaned out when his husband pulled his finger back then thrusted it forward with the pad of it rubbing over him. A firm press down against his inner wall.
Paired with that massaging rub of that tongue had him moaning out when his left hand moved before he could think twice. Reaching back to twist into Hizashi's hair where he then pushed his face tightly against him with a keening moan leaving his husband. Vibrating over him to break up that suction, his husband began lapping at him with a renewed vigor. Twisting then flicking his tongue at his inner wall playfully with careless grinds of his piercing against him while that finger began to shallowly thrust into him quickly.
Slick squelches of the lube and his husband's moving tongue had heat sparking under his skin leaving him shuddering with an arch to his back. Tightening his hold on his husband's hair with a renewed push on the back of his head had the blonde moaning into him with vibrations to get him squirming. Groaning out as he rocked his hips back with that finger and tongue beginning to move in unison. Thrusting his tongue in time with his finger with wicked rubs of that piercing against his inner walls.
It had sparks of heat racing up his back when he squirmed with a shake to his legs as his feet begged for a break. That after being on them in those heels so long they ached. Begged to be up. His dick twitched in the cage with the metal unrelenting as he groaned. God, his husband was eating him up like he was a damn five course meal. As if he really had been dying too. The way his tongue moved, the thrust of his fingers, the suction he gave all had him writhing on feet as knees threatened to give out.
His feet threatening to slip due to the stockings over the carpet, but he kept himself upright when his husband groaned at the squeeze, he gave around that thrusting tongue and finger. It was so good. To be treated so ruthlessly all day only to get the affection, the reward, he'd been looking forward to for hours. It had him moaning shamelessly into his pocket as he kept up that tight press on the back of his husband's head with sparks racing up his back at that merciless rubbing of the piercing to his inner wall.
The grinding massage that had his back arching with a moan as the blonde began sucking at him again. A pressure that had his dick twitching when he felt that gush of blood rushing down. Down, down, down with a speed that burned through his veins. He moaned as the cold metal refused to let him harden. Refused to give him a single inch to stiffen slightly as the blood rushed down to his twitching dick. Was he dripping? Making a mess? He had not a clue as he ground himself back against the blonde's face.
Letting out a keening whimper when the blonde reinforced his suction. The movements of his tongue as he felt the slick rub of another finger rubbing close to his hole when Hizashi flicked at his inner walls. Rubbing his tongue mercilessly against his inner wall before thrusting it in time with that finger of his. God, it was so fucking good. It had his legs weakly shaking with that heat raking beneath his skin tearing him into shreds with each lap of his husband's tongue. Melting, melting, melting away as he shuddered.
The playful twists and flicks that came in between each thrust of his husband's finger. Fuck him, the blonde always knew how to eat him out in such a way to get his legs weak. Get them shaking. He shuddered when that second finger rubbed along the rim of his hole when the blonde pulled his tongue back before thrusting it forward into him with that first finger. It had him groaning when he felt the vigorous movements of his husband's tongue slowing slightly. That second finger then began pressing against him insistently.
Slickly. It had him whining when his husband moaned into him as he rolled that first finger against his inner wall when his middle sank into him. The movements of his tongue slowed yet it didn't stop the blonde from sucking at him insistently to which he groaned delightedly. Encouragingly. It had his husband sucking at him in hard pulls when the blonde's fingers rubbed circles into his inner wall. A curling press that gave him the all too familiar, pleasurable pressure filled rub over his inner wall to get him moaning.
It had him squirming with his hand squeezing at the fistful of hair he held in his hand. Grinding his hips back against his husband's face had the man moaning into him with that suction acting as a consistent pull on him as that tongue lapped at him. Flicking. Soothing circles being rolled into him when fingers spread outwards to push at the muscles. It had him keening out a moan with hips jerking to grind tightly against his husband when fingers continued their spread while Hizashi lapped at him with that hunger.
Flicking his tongue and piercing at him playfully before massaging at his quivering inner wall when fingers pressed together. And then, in unison, his tongue and fingers began thrusting into him tearing a moan out of him. All day long he'd let himself be humiliated. He'd worn the makeup without complaint. Wore the heels, the obscene dress, the stockings and the cage with his rod. He'd let his husband tear him apart, degrade him with those feminine terms and pronouns, aimed his way with that mocking tone.
The expectations weighed down on him throughout the day to do his best. All of it coming to that crescendo he'd been waiting for as he was bent over the side of their bed. It had him shuddering when he squirmed on his feet with blonde locks tickling his hand. His skin. It was everything he'd imagined today being and more. It was everything. He lifted his head from that hot pocket he made with cool air attacking his hot face when he moaned out when the blonde sucked at him. Hard sucks that had him moaning out.
His husband's tongue moving to flick and twists against his inner wall playfully. It had him arching his hips back eagerly against his husband with a renewed press as he shuddered at the slick sounds behind him. The squelch of lube and saliva working to make the skin soaked when his husband thrusted his fingers into him shallowly. Rubs given to his inner wall that had him moaning throatily when the blonde groaned. Squirming behind him. God, he'd do anything right that second to get the cage taken off.
All he needed was it off as his dick twitched uselessly with that swell of blood to it. The metal was unrelenting with its chilled press to keep his dick from hardening the way he wanted it too. It was a sensation that was slowly but steadily driving him up the damn wall as he squirmed on his aching feet. His husband flicked his tongue before grinding his piercing against his inner wall as fingers spread out to push against his inner walls. Spreading him open wide with another throaty moan snapping out of him.
His dick twitched at that pleasure flying up his back. Sparks that fanned out under his skin. He shuddered when his husband then spread out his fingers again. Again, again, again as that tongue rubbed against him insistently which he could help moaning out at pushing at Hizashi's head insistently. It had the blonde groaning into him when he began pushing back against his hand where he then pulled his tongue out with a final rub. He whined shrilly at the loss when fingers pushed out at him insistently.
Then they came together when he threw his head. Shouting at the third finger that had slipped into him during that spread had him clamping down tightly around his husband's rubbing fingers. Ohhhh, when was the last time he had the pleasure of more than two fingers? He couldn't remember clearly when those fingers were rubbing at him with a curl to give him that firm press. It had him keening out a moan when his husband began placing kisses over his ass and stretching up to place kisses across his lower back.
A lap of his tongue across that had him squirming when those fingers began to thrust into him shallowly. Slides that had him squirming when he moaned at his husband at the light burn of that stretch but fuck if it didn't have him ripping with heat. Blazing. It had his dick twitching excitedly with that ache twisting into his lower stomach; that voice in the back of his head howling to be freed. Not yet. Not yet, not yet, not yet. He wanted nothing more than to prolong the agonizing pressure a moment longer.
He bucked back to meet thrusting fingers that rubbed carelessly over his inner wall. Pressing into him with curls that had him squirming when his husband nipped sharply at his left ass cheek. A stinging bite that had him jolting with a whimper when the blonde began to move down where lips pressed to the backs of his thighs again. Right along the tops of his stockings in that teasing manner of his where teeth bit and pulled at his stockings before letting it snap into place. A light snap against his thigh teasingly.
He was truly glad for the garter belts holding them up when his husband bit softly at his inner thigh sending a wave of tingles up his back. Gasping at the pressure through his stocking had his legs twitching to spread apart wider. Thrusting fingers rang out with that slick squelching from the saliva and lube, a deafening and vulgar sound that had his face burning. So wet everything felt as he shuddered at the heat building beneath the turtle neck design of his dress. An insufferable, trapped heat that had him groaning.
Sweat was building on the back of his neck only to soak into the fabric as he jerked his hips back to meet those thrusting fingers. His lashes fluttered on his hot cheeks as brows clenched tightly together when he got a cheerful hum from his husband who began to lengthen his thrusts into him. Faster. Spreading out again, again, again before giving the sharp thrusts that had him over the moon. Moaning at the pleasure it gave him when his husband bit down on his inner thigh to which he gasped sharply at.
Shuddering at the spark of heat it sent up his back. Oh, oh, he loves it. Loves, loves, loves it as he jerked his hips back to meet his husband's thrusting fingers ringing out in deafening squelches that sent sparks up his back. God, it was deafening the way that squelching filled the silence when teeth bit down on the back of his thigh again when he moaned at his husband who spread all three fingers out. Ohhhhh, it sent sparks up his back with a cry tearing out of him when his husband repeated that spread.
Again, again, again. He wanted more, more, more. He wanted everything Hizashi had planned for him tonight and he wanted to take all that he could from him. He wanted everything. And he wanted this cage off as he dripped through it no doubt as he rocked himself back to meet his husband's thrusting fingers. The slick squelches acting as shots of heat when teeth left the back of his thigh after saliva had soaked through his stocking. Gasping. Whining. Fuck, it was perfect. All of it was going so perfectly he wanted more.
"Do-Do you hear that, baby? Do you hear how wet you are back here? I can see you dripping like the shameless thing you are!" Breathless. Husky. It had him shuddering when Hizashi thrusted his fingers in shamelessly with fingers rubbing over his prostate finally tearing a cry out of him. "Yo-You that eager for me to fu-fuck you? To fu-fuck your pussy? To fill you u-up with my cock? I bet this hungry hole of yours wou-would take anything, now, wouldn't it? You want me tha-that bad?"
"Yes! Yes, yes, yessss! I-I want you to fuck me! There! R-Right there! Stay there!" Keening. Wailing. It had him shuddering when he jerked his hips back as those fingers rubbed against his prostate in that tight up and down slide. Wicked when they swirled then in a tight circle as he shuddered with a moan. "I wa-want you in me! I want yo-you to fuck me! Fuck me so gooood! I-I need you! Ne-Need my husband! Ne-Need to feel you stretching me out wi-with that big fucking cock of yours! Please? Please, Zashi?"
A groan left the man as all three of those fingers spread out tearing a snapping cry out of him when the blonde repeated his spread again. And again, again, leaving him squirming when all three fingers pressed together to thrust into him. "Say it right! You kn-know what to say! You know what you need to te-tell me and I want to he-hear you say it! Tell me how badly you need me! What you need in you right now! Tell me, baby, an-and you'll get it! What do-does my good girl need, hmmm?"
Strained. It had his face flaming with heat for he knew the words he had to say. To squeeze out. It had him fidgeting with his free hand flying up to the blanket now that it was free from the blonde locks. Whimpering as he tried to scrape his words together when fingers slid in a rub over his prostate. Wicked, tight circles that had him crying out again. "I ne-need your fuckin co-cock in me! I want you in my pu-pussy! Please! Fill me up! Ma-Make me take it an-and knock me up with your babies! Please!"
"Wha-What a naughty girl you are! But if mm-my wife be-begging me so sweetly how can I say no? Th-Though I think I'll have to do something with tha-that filthy mouth of yours!" Swirling fingers were given over his prostate sending sparks of heat razing up his back leaving him hot. Flushed. Then all three of those fingers spread out again, again, again before they slipped out of him with a vulgar squelch. "Bu-But I'll give you everything you wa-want from me and more!"
Squirming on his feet, he couldn't help a yelp when he was heaved up onto the bed with that relief radiating from his aching feet the second, he was off of them. Bending his knees beneath him, hands then reached back to angle his hips towards the edge of the bed. A position similar to the night they'd tried the sex machine of theirs. There was shuffling behind him when the gold wrapping of the condom winked at him as it was plucked up. There was quiet grunt when he caught the quiet sound of lube being spread again.
The rip of the condom being torn open. There was silence save for racing pants as he squirmed in his spot with fingers twisting into the blanket as the short hem of his dress drifted over his ass lightly as it had all day. It had him dragging his teeth over his bottom lip when Hizashi was adjusting his position as he settled in behind him. The hem of his dress was flipped up again with fingers trailing over his lower back. Reaching down to grab at his ass tightly in a squeeze to get him groaning out as his dick twitched in its cage.
So hot, so hot, so hot. Was he more turned on than he realized? Possibly. But could his husband hold it against him? That he was burning up from the scene today? Eager to reach the conclusion of it? He held onto the blanket tightly when his husband pulled him apart with the slick touch of the head of his erection nudging at him. No rub. No grind. Not a sign of the blonde teasing him like he normally did. Was his husband perhaps more worked up than he let on too? Was his husband right there in the shared excitement?
He bit down on his lip when he felt a hand letting go of his left cheek. Then the blonde nudged against him again. Angling his hips backwards towards the blonde as he pushed forward, he felt lips kiss at the back of his head. Down to his shoulder with soft, firm kisses trailed up towards his neck as he whined. Pushing back against the blonde insistently with enough pressure for that slick give. Faster than he'd imagined but the blonde had delighted in fingering him when he'd been making lunch in the kitchen earlier.
A "lesson" on how to do it right much to his delight but did that factor in? He had not a clue when he was gasping in a breath only to have it fly out on a deafening moan as he threw his head back to rest against the blonde's shoulder. The snapping, guttural groan from his husband as he slid into him slickly with that faint rub of his piercings over the rim of his hole as he slid forward had him shuddering. Whining at his husband as he slid into him slickly with hips hitting against him lightly as he bottomed out.
He reached up instinctively to twist his fingers into the silky blonde locks of hair delightedly when teeth nipped at his shoulder. Hips ground tightly against him to which he happily ground back against the blonde's pelvis. Shaking pants leaving him when his dick twitched with that maddening ache tearing into him viciously. That voice in the back of his mind shrieking for him to get it off, off, off but he knew it was merely instinct. That he wanted his husband to touch him but not yet. He could wait.
Wait until he was at that peak when his husband would take it off of him would be seen as an act of mercy. When he would be a stroke off from coming. When his husband would take the sounding rod out of him. Squeezing tightly around his husband in response to a twitch, he couldn't help a low throaty groan of his own. While Hizashi had always been bigger than him by an inch and a half, the blonde was always slender where he was thicker. But when he was hard like this? God, he swore he'd never been thicker.
Filling him with that silent insistence for his inner walls to make room. Resting inside of him with hips grinding frantically against his which he giddily followed along with without a second thought. It was all he could think about throughout the day. With each humiliating, degrading word that left his husband in that sharp tone would give him this. That he'd get this eventually, no matter how the scene ended, but fuck if it didn't have him clenching tightly around the blonde. Squirming as his chest pressed against his back.
That feverish heat radiating off of him. It was insufferable having that turtleneck covering his neck and throat, but he could ignore it. Ignore it much like the bunched up dress as his knees dug into the mattress to keep him stabilized. To keep him upright as he ground back against his husband eagerly with that heat snapping up his back. Squirming in his place with that relief seeming never ending for his aching feet when he kept his head pressed back against the blonde's shoulder as teeth dragged over his shoulder.
Hands kneaded at his waist in firm squeezes that had his breath hitching. God, he'd need to go above and beyond for his husband's next request. Something good. Or he could make his next choice for the both of them when he looked over the list again. Grinding his hips back against his husband, he squeezed tightly again to admire that thickness of the blonde's erection within him that felt so goddamn good. God, he couldn't get enough of it when he shuddered at that firm squeeze to his when he squirmed.
Sliding his hips forward then back to hit against his husband's pelvis. A shallow thrust that had the blonde moaning into the side of his neck with hands squeezing at him with that quiet encouragement. He giddily slid his hips forward before snapping back against the blonde. Moaning when he felt the wet spot forming on the front of his dress where it covered his caged dick. Twitching frantically with drops of pre-come slipping their way past the silver ball of his rod. Making a damn mess over himself.
He settled into an easy back and forth slide of his hips as he dug his knees into the bed to keep himself stabilized as he tightened his arm around Hizashi's shoulders. Clinging onto blonde locks fervently when teeth scraped of his shoulder before his husband was biting down on it. Sucking at the skin fervently to get him squirming in between his shallow thrusts backwards against him when hands began to pull at him in his backwards swings. A subtle tug at him but God if it didn't have him burning up.
And so he giddily rocked himself back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. The slick squelches accompanying his movements had him burning up as he bit at his lower lip with a moan muffling itself as it tore out of him. Shuddering at the fierce dig of teeth into his shoulder with that hard suction with the insistent pulls that had him squirming wildly. Hard pulls at his skin had him moaning out delightedly when he groaned out when he felt hips twitching. Thrusting forward shallowly as he clung onto the silky blonde locks.
Slithering softly through his fingers and against the back of his hand. Fuck, he was making a mess on the fabric of the dress as the drops of pre-come made their way out of him. Knew he was but heh ad not a clue if his husband intended to keep this dress or not. He didn't care either way, but he simply didn't know where it was going to go once it was off of him. And God knows he couldn't wait for it to come off of him; for the cage to be worked off of him. He knew he only needed to say the word and his husband would do it.
Rocking himself on his knees back and forth, he felt the tug on his waist becoming more noticeable to him. The way his husband yanked in his backwards swings for him to hit harder against his pelvis had him moaning throatily as he began to hit back harder. The slick squelch was deafening in the silence when his husband's mouth lifted from his shoulder to press a kiss to the wet spot. It had him shuddering when he giddily snapped his hips backwards with that new strength his husband silently coaxed him towards.
Daring to swing forward further with hands yanking him back had him absolutely over the moon. It was eating him up. He was burning hot, hot, hot with each pant fanning over his neck with soft kisses breaking it up. His own pants rasping down his throat only to rake their ways out of him as his teeth dragged over his lip to which his mouth dropped open. Gasping only to moan out when he felt his husband slowly but steadily falling into rhythm with him. Twitching thrusts becoming something much more to his delight.
He swung himself forward giddily before hitting back with his husband's hips striking against him. It tore keening moans out of the both of them when his husband began to move with him rather than merely meeting a few as he fell into rhythm. He swung his hips forward further to change that shallow depth when nails bit into his waist as he was yanked backwards. Hitting against Hizashi's pelvis had the blonde moaning into his neck as he shuddered at the bouncing pitch of them fanning over his skin.
The blonde's pull back matched his own when he flew backwards with hips hitting at him. And he pressed his head back against his shoulder fervently with a moan ripping out of him ringing with that unmistakable delight. The ecstasy burning through him. Shuddering fiercely, nails raked over his waist as teeth nipped at his neck. Coming up where he felt the blonde lightly tracing the shell of his ear with the tip of his tongue before biting at the tip of it. God, it had him whining out as he giddily snapped his hips backwards.
Squirming when hips met him each time with a slap that had his stomach fluttering. Had his dick twitching with interest as that familiar discomfort flickered but he happily ignored it. A little longer. That's all he needed; just a little longer. He found, however, in recent times that he liked coming with his cage on. It was an agonizing pleasure like none other and God knows Hizashi got off on it just as much. It had him shuddering when hips struck at him harder with that crisp slap of their skin meeting.
The slick squelching from the lube and condom rubbing together as his husband snapped his hips forward. It had him whimpering when he squeezed tightly around the blonde when his erection twitched as he swung himself carelessly. Delightedly. Lengthening his swing forward only to snap back had his husband moaning in that keening pitch. Hands squeezing at his waist fervently as they held onto him with those burning lines being left behind when nails dragged over him leaving behind burning lines.
It had him moaning out encouragingly with those hard hits nudging him forward slightly as he dug his knees into the bed. Held onto those silky blonde locks that slithered over the back of his hand and tickled at his skin. Hot, hot, hot. He was so fucking hot it was leaving him gasping in only to moan and whine. Whimper and groan. He knew his husband would never be comfortable with humiliation or degradation like erotic humiliation, but this was more than enough for him. More than he could have asked for.
More than enough to recall to get him off the next time he had a moment alone. When he was up far too late at night. It had him shuddering as he swung back harder without a second thought. Slamming back to his pelvis giddily when he nails dug into him. Burning, throbbing points as hands yanked him back had him whining shrilly at his husband only to get a whimper back when he squeezed around him. Moving himself faster, faster, faster with his husband following along without a second thought about it.
Coming back harder, harder, harder while Hizashi snapped forward against him. The huffing pants being taken by the both of them mixing with the slick squelches. The slap of their meeting skin filling the silence with keening moans and shrill whines leaving the both of them. Clinging onto the blonde locks like an anchor as his other hand found Hizashi's forearm to cling onto him. Huffing for a breath that only served to fan the heat twisting under his skin. Leaving him hotter than when they'd started.
It had him whimpering shrilly when his husband slammed himself forward. Losing himself to the cacophony of sounds around him as his dick twitched and dripped shamelessly in his cage. God, he could burn up and be reduced to a pile of ashes right now. He could let himself sizzle away into a puddle in his husband's grasp. Die the happiest he'd ever be as he swung his hips back and forth shamelessly as he hit against his husband's pelvis. The panting and grunts he caught in his ear as hands held onto him tightly.
The feel of hips slamming against him had his heart jumping in his throat with a keening moan. It had him shuddering with an arch of his back as his thighs squeezed together tightly when he felt the wet drip on his thighs. Fuck, he was dripping everywhere it seemed, but the cage kept its unrelenting squeeze on him. No room for him to harden even a bit despite the blood pooling into him. It was the best type of agony that he found himself adoring when the cock cage was pulled out for him to go into.
In the beginning it had been so uncomfortable he hadn't begun to think how it could feel good. But a year later he found it to be one of his favorite things in their drawer. It had him groaning out as he pressed his head tightly to his husband's shoulder as hands yanked him back just as they pushed him forward to aid in the swings of his hips when he came slamming back against his pelvis. The sharp clap of skin on skin sent sparks down his back when nails raked over his waist again to which he shuddered.
Squirming in his husband's grasp with a keening moan. Loving the tight squeeze of hands on his waist as he slammed himself back against the blonde's pelvis to get another of those snapping moans out of the blonde. Low, choked as he squeezed tightly around his twitching erection when he raked his nails over the blonde's scalp before yanking on his hair. Earning himself a sudden, bursting keening moan that had him flinching at how it tore up in volume. Pitch. Effortlessly raising higher, higher, higher.
Louder. It had the lampshades rattling when he yanked on his hair again with a groan when his husband choked it off hips slammed forward against him. Fast, fast, fast. Hard, hard, hard. The heat was twisting under the surface of his skin leaving him flushed as his hair stuck to his forehead and cheeks with the light sheen of sweat forming there. The heat of that blush throbbed lightly from the force of that heat as his lashes trembled on his cheeks. It had him groaning as the force of Hizashi's hips striking against him.
Swinging back only to slam forward harder as he gasped at the vulgar squelching accompanying each thrust of his husband's. God, it was wet . He swore he could feel the lube soaking the garter belts holding his stockings up. So slick. It had him moaning as he clung onto his husband when he felt hands pushing at his waist with Hizashi leaning forward. He happily let himself fall forward onto the bed with huffing gasps as his chest hit the bed. A hand then slid up his back to twist into his hair where they pulled sharply at him.
He couldn't help crying out as his head was yanked back from that sharp pull on it as hips slammed against him. Squeezing tightly around the blonde's erection that brought that rub to get his lashes fluttering. Rolling back on him at the faint scratch of lube against his inner walls as his dick twitched in his cage. The erection within him twitching with that light throbbing as he squeezed around him tightly as he dared. Clenching good when he jerked his hips back desperately to meet the blonde's thrusts.
Slamming thrusts that had him moaning out loudly with that unmistakable ecstasy. The encouraging delight in it that didn't go unnoticed by himself. His knees threatened to slip off the bed, yet he merely dug them into the bed as his husband yanked his hips back before slamming forward. Working up to that pounding speed and strength that had him eager to return it to his husband. Squirming with those keening moans and groans spilling out of him one after another with such shameless volume.
Squirming and twisting when the hand in his hair yanked sharply tearing another cry out of him as his head was forced backwards from that harsh pull. Hips striking at him in a flurry with such strength as his head was held back had him moaning at the groaning blonde. The quiet grunts leaving his husband behind him that melted into louder groans that sent shivers down his back. The growls that flew out of the blonde as he pounded forward had him damn eager to do his best to return those pounding thrusts.
Hot, hot, hot. He was so fucking hot. The feverish heat radiating off of his husband had him squirming, twisting, as his head remained in that bent position from the fierce hold on it. Pain shrieked over his scalp as sparks of heat snapped down his back as he slammed his hips back to meet the pounding thrusts the blonde used. It had him groaning when nails raked over his scalp to grab a new fistful of his hair that reinforced his heads backwards bent position. Oh, it sent sparks racing then fanning out under his feverish skin.
It had his husband moaning out when he squeezed tightly around the blonde's twitching erection. Squeezing tight until he swore, he felt the rub of those piercings against his inner walls. The scratch of that condom had his toes curling in the stockings as he gasped with a snapping groan flying out of him. It had him burning up, up, up as his dick twitched with its insistent throbbing against the metal of his cage. Huffing, gasping as he slammed himself back against his husband. Needing, needing, needing.
Wanting, wanting, wanting. He couldn't get enough. Nothing was better than his husband's hips striking him so fervently. The hand in his hair keeping his head tilted back as his lashes fluttered on his hot cheeks. His jaw hung open without a damn chance of him snapping his mouth shut as he groaned out at his husband. Breathless. Oh, oh, he couldn't get enough of this man; each time they had sex felt like the first. Each time feeling more precious and hotter than the last. Each getting better somehow.
It had him twisting desperately with knees slipping over the blanket when the blonde slammed forward. Nudging him lightly as he moaned enthusiastically at his husband. How could the same thing, the same man, feel so damn good? Feel better each time? It had him squirming with the blonde moaning behind him as hips pounded the air from his very lungs. Leaving him gasping, wheezing, as he slammed his hips back to meet his pounding thrusts. His heart was pounding sickeningly against his chest.
Throbbing quietly in his ears, as he jerked backwards to meet his husband each time. Fuck, it felt like his husband's hips struck the air out of him the second he inhaled. Pounding every damn wisp out of his lungs as he was slammed into again, again, again when the blonde yanked at his hair. A sharp pull that sent paint shrieking over his scalp while sparks of heat raced down his back coaxing it to arch. He cried out at that heat when he got another yank as his husband pounded into him relentlessly.
The twitching throbs of the blonde's erection within him as he clenched tightly around him with a shudder as he twisted desperately when his left knee slid over the blanket. It was subtle but he dug it into the bed to keep his leg from slipping out beneath him. He was burning up. Beads of sweat welled along his hair line only to slip down the sides of his face. Over his forehead. Huffing desperately for a breath that only flew out on a moan. Feeding into another whine as he clung to his husband's forearm tightly.
An anchor he needed as his other hand twisted into the blanket as his legs shook lightly beneath him. His throbbing dick twitched and dripped shamelessly around the rod inside of him that had him gasping as his husband nudged him forward again. It had him whimpering loudly when the blonde tightened his grasp on his hair. Fuck, fuck! He was trying to breathe yet his husband's hips were pounding it out of him. He was choking on the heat raking under his skin as he squirmed desperately when he flexed his fingers out.
Curling then in with nails clawing over the blanket with his right hand as his left held tightly onto his husband's forearm. Digging his nails into him when the blonde grunted behind him only for it to melt into a growl when his husband leaned forward. Pinning him to the bed as the hand on his waist coaxed his hips to stay arched up when teeth bit sharply at the shell of his ear. The hand in his hair holding his head back as sparks of heat raced up his back with a gasp when his husband wiggled his hips before slamming forward.
He wailed at the sparks ripping up his back leaving him gasping at the heat raking under his skin leaving him shaking in its wake. Squirming when he jerked his hips back desperately to hit against his husband's pelvis. Again, again, again. Slick squelches acted as shots of heat as his husband hit at his prostate again. Relentless. Squirming, twisting beneath the blonde when he got another stinging bite given to the shell of his ear as he cried out. Ohhhhh, it had him shaking at the heat ripping up his back.
Each wave coming with the pounding thrusts of his husband's that he was doing his best to meet. The sharp impact of hips against his had him shuddering with an arch to his back that pinned his chest down to the bed. It had him crying out at the sparks racing up his back when the blonde struck at his prostate ruthlessly as he squirmed beneath the man. God, he was burning. He fucking loves every damn second of it. A grunt left the blonde when he squeezed tightly around the blonde's throbbing erection
It had him clenching in spasms around the blonde who growled lowly in his ear. A pleasurable sound vibrating so close to his ear had his hips stuttering in their swings back but his husband didn't seem to mind it one bit. In fact, the blonde seemed all too delighted in pounding into him again, again, again. The slick squelches of his thrusts ringing out as heat raked beneath the surface of his skin. So hot, so hot, so hot. He couldn't breathe without feeding the heat demanding its relief. Raking under his skin fiercely.
His dick throbbing with its own shrieking for him to get the cage off. To get the rod out of him. It was making his head spin as he slammed his hips back against the blonde's pelvis. Gasping as he panted with hips seeming intent on knocking every wisp of air out of him the second he gasped it down. He fucking loves it. His knees threatened to slip out as he jerked himself back against the blonde who groaned throatily when he squeezed tightly around the man when the blonde then nipped at his ear again.
"Te-Tell me, baby, do you li-like having my cock in you? Love ha-havin' me pound this slutty ass of yours? Like ha-having me love on you?" A whimper tore out of him when the blonde's hips slammed forward nudging him over the blanket with his shaking legs threatening to fly out from beneath him when fingers slid over his hip. "Making such a me- mess, aren't you? Yo-You that worked up from a few mean words? Li-Like having me treat you like this? You li-like that shit, huh?"
"I-I fuckin' love it! Love wh-when you're mean! Havin' your co-cock in me! Mmm! Nnnn, I love it so m-mmmmuch!" God, was that his voice? So breathless as he howled back at the blonde with the sharp slap of their meeting skin left him squirming restlessly with a gasp. "I lo-love having you in me! Feels so gooood! So good! Like nothin' else! Ah! Ah, ah! Mmmmnn! I ne-need it! Ne-Need your cock all the time! Wa-Want you so bad all the time! You- Nnghn! Oh! Ohhh, there! There, there! Zashi, please!"
"Please what? What do you ne-need from me?" Fuck. It sent shivers down his back at that low voice being so close to his ear when his husband's hips pounded at him ruthlessly. Hardly giving him the chance to focus. To gather his words together when they were being slammed out of him as he gasped in his pants. Words breaking away with each pounding thrust into him. "Wh-What do you need from me? You wa-want it here? Like that? Mmmm! Fuck! God, yes, choke my fu-ffffucking cock! Mmm! Nnn!"
Hot, hot, hot. His husband was making that heat flame hotter through his damn veins to boil his blood it seemed. He was writhing, twisting, when the hand in his hair yanked at it again tearing a wail out of him at the sparks of heat it created. "Th-The cage! I-I want it off! Want it off! I wa-wanna cum with you! Mmm! Nnn, please! Zashi, baby, Daddy please! Ta-Take it off! Touch me! Haah, haah! Go-God, fuck me! Fu-Fuck me, fuck me, Zashi! Ha-Harder! Faster! Like that! Fu-Fuck me like that!"
The low moan in his ear had him writhing when his husband's hips jumped to follow his howled demand as he clung to the blankets fiercely when fingers traced down to his pelvis through the curls of hair. Tracing along the edge of his cage with hips striking at him. "I-I don't know! Sho-Should I take it off? Nghn, fuck! God, baby, yo-you that worked up? Wanna ha-have my babies that bad? To be stu-stuffed full and still wa-want more from me? Hnnn! Ah! Ah, ah! Shit! Shi-Shit, baby! You feel so go-goood! Mm!"
He wasn't into breeding. Swore he wasn't. It wasn't his kink but it seemed to be more like Hizashi's but fuck if he didn't care in the moment. For as good as it was to come with the cage on, he wanted more. The hand on his pelvis pulled away with a quiet jingle ringing out that had him gasping. Eagerly squirming with hips stuttering again when Hizashi slammed forward before stilling. "Yes! Yes, yes! Ah! Please! Please, please, take it off! I-I want you to touch me! To-Touch me, Zashi, please!"
"I will! I will, will, baby, give me five se-seconds!" Fingers left his hair then to which he let his head slump forward when that hand reached down as he whimpered. Feeling out for the lock before the blonde growled when he heard the click of the key hitting at the lock. Blindly feeling out for it as his pounding heart skipped over its savage beats with each click of the key hitting against the small lock. Then hands pulled away to grab at his waist. "I-I need to flip you, Shouta, I can't find it! I need you to flip for me!"
Nodding, he carefully lifted his leg up as he was spun over with a whine at the rub of the blonde's condom against him when he laid out on his back. His dress was flipped up when he lifted his head only to wince at the red appearance of his dick twitching in the cage. The metal shining with the drops of pre-come leaving him when Hizashi slipped the key into the lock. Unlocking it with a light metallic click when he gasped in only to shudder at the relief. "Yes, yes! Yes, fuck, please-!"
A groan left his husband when he squeezed tightly around the throbbing erection within him as the cage was eased off of him carefully allowing for his aching dick to fly up to rest against his stomach. An angry red, flushed from its trapped position as the ball of the rod glistened slickly up at him. Twitching against his stomach when he squirmed with hips wriggling as the blonde shuddered. "God, yo-you're so fucking beautiful, yo-you know that? So per-perfect! All for me, huh? Yo-You all mine, Shouta?"
"Yes! All fo-for you! Just like -Mmm!- you mi-mine! All fu-fffucking mine!" Gasping his words out when fingers wrapped around his erection when he threw his head back with a whine as his husband pulled his hips back before thrusting forward with a slick squelch. A hit that nudged him over the blanket as the blonde squeezed at him. Throbbing. Making a mess over the fabric of his dress but it hardly went noticed. "Nnn, please! Fuck me? Fuck me so goood wh-while you touch me? Please?"
"An-Anything you want, baby! It's all about wh-what you want tonight, yeah? You want me to fu-fuck you silly, then I will!" Moaning out at that lowly groaned wo0rds when hips began to move quickly as he pressed his feet to the edge of the bed to move to meet his husband's thrusts with heat snapping up his back. "Want me to ea-eat you out? I will! You wa-want me to cho-choke on this thick fucking co-cock of yours? I fucking will! I'll fuck you wh-wherever and whenever! I'll to-touch you all night!"
Ohhh, it had him squirming against the blankets with a whimper when his husband began to pound into him again. Thrusts that had his hips squirming before he began to move to meet the blonde's thrusts eagerly. Clutching at the blanket, he twisted his fingers into it when the blonde began to stroke him in time with those pounding thrusts. Moaning out in that keening, shrill pitch as he pressed his head back to the bed, shivers raced up his back. Leaving him twisting eagerly at the promises from the blonde.
He jerked his hips to meet his husband with the crisp slap of meeting skin. The slick squelches of the lube and condom rubbing together rang out again as he gasped when his fingers squeezed at him tightly. It was pressure like nothing else that had him whimpering when his husband's hand began to fly over his throbbing erection in twists and curves. Kneading at the base, he slid down to it only to fly up, where that thumb circled the head of his erection. Hizashi then nudged lightly at the ball of his sounding rod.
God, he loves it. Loves, loves, loves it. He'd do anything to get what he could from the blonde. To get all of what he had said and more. Huffing in his breaths desperately, his husband leaned forward to pepper kisses over his heaving chest. He was twisting and writhing beneath his husband when his left foot slipped off the bed. Whining, he instead curled it up around Hizashi's waist as he reached up to grab onto his shoulders. Raking his nails over them to twist the blonde closer, closer, closer to his heaving chest.
Whimpering encouragingly when the blonde began to fall back into the pounding rhythm they'd had before they had stopped. It had him clenching tightly around the blonde when he stretched his right leg out to curl around that slender waist to dig his heels into his lower back. Jerking his husband forward the second he pulled back. He shuddered at the throaty, guttural moan it got from his husband when his lips trailed up his chest towards his throat. Soft kisses over his feverish skin that had him squirming eagerly.
The blonde made his way up his throat as he tipped his head back when teeth nipped at his jaw. And he happily straightened his head to welcome that kiss. Oh, it burned with that passion, that hungry lust, as that hand slid over him fast, fast, fast, with fingers kneading at him. Squeezing intermittently as he fisted at him, he giddily thrust up into his husband's hand as his lips moved against his with such hunger that it left him sizzling. He was burning up as he returned that passion to his husband as he curled his arms around his shoulders.
Twisting his fingers into silky soft blonde locks as hips struck at him in pounding hits that nudged him lightly over the blanket. He was gasping for air through his nose as racing pants fanned over his cheek. Digging his heels into his husband's lower back to jerk him forward giddily again and again. Thrusting into his stroking hand, he moaned as the ball of the sounding rod was nudged at again. Fuck, fuck, he loves it. He was burning up beneath the blonde, who seemed to delight in feeding that heat raking its claws under his skin.
Clenching around the blonde's throbbing, twitching erection earned him a snapping growl from the blonde that had him sucking in a sharp breath. Hips struck at him fervently, slick squelches ringing out to fill the silence as the slick slap of sweaty skin hitting against his filled the quiet. The huffing pants and muffled moans left both of them. Even the rustle of his hair over the pillow had him shuddering in squirming twists beneath his husband. Needing more, more, more. Wanting, wanting, wanting all he could give and take.
Return it all tend fold to the blonde who pounded into him with that relentless drive he had before. God, it had his back arching from the bed as that hand flew over him with its intermittent fisting squeeze. Rolling over the head of his erection with enough pressure to get his lashes fluttering on his cheeks. Paired with that harsh pounding, it had his eyes rolling back behind his eyelids as he jerked up into the blonde's stroking hand. It truly wouldn't take much. Not much at all if Hizashi kept going this way.
While his husband had fingered him during lunch, it was the most he had gotten out of the man, and it was only due to his plea. For a little tension to be relieved between them, the blonde used it as a "lesson" for him to learn from. It had him boiling to recall that moment of their scene. Something he could replay over and over again in his head. Huffing through his nose, he jerked his legs to yank his husband forward as he thrust up into his hand. He could feel that spark twisting into his lower stomach.
His thighs began to flex intermittently. Readying themselves for that rush of white-hot heat. Fuck, it was hard not to focus on it when it was at the forefront of his mind now. When coming was all he could think about. Writhing eagerly when his husband pulled back, only to shift slightly before slamming forward. Tearing a cry out of him when he hit his prostate. Sparks of heat razed their way up his back with each pounding thrust his husband gave, leaving him shouting out as he threw his head back, breaking off the kiss.
He squeezed his arms around his husband's shoulders tightly with a whine leaving the blonde. The fistfuls of hair he had held tightly in his hands. It earned him a snapping groan from his husband as lips pressed to his chin with hips pounding at him with that strength to nudge him lightly over the blanket. His lashes fluttered on his cheek as he clawed at the blonde's scalp earning himself a shout from the man above him. A burst of nose that had the picture frames rattling on the wall deafeningly with the lampshades.
It had him shuddering when his husband choked it down as hips struck at him with that strength to get him gasping. Squirming beneath the blonde when the hand stroking him tightened in a squeeze that had him moaning throatily at his husband. Squirming beneath him when he jerked his hips up to thrust into the blonde's hand when his hand came up with tight circles rubbed around the ball of his sounding rod. Oh, oh, it had him yanking at blonde locks as that hot spark in his lower stomach clawed up, up, up.
The pounding thrusts of his husband's his hitting against him with the slick slap of sweaty damp skin meeting again, again, again. Shots of sound mixed with the slick squelches of the lube and condom when he squeezed tightly around that throbbing erection. It had his husband moaning into his throat as hips pounded at him when he squeezed around his throbbing erection. Was Hizashi getting close? Was he climbing that hill only to teeter on the edge? Waiting for something to get him over that edge too?
A shudder ran down his back at the thought as he huffed in his pants much like his husband as his face tucked itself into his throat. Pounding at him with that strength to nudge him lightly over the blanket. Fuck him, he loves every second of today. Absolutely adored everything his husband gave to him when he asked of it. Every cruel and cold word. Each scathing and disappointed response he got. Erotic humiliation may not be Hizashi's thing, but he absolutely loves it when the blonde was mean to him.
When he spoke in cold, scathing tones at him with that incredulousness in his cruelty. It was no secret he always thought the blonde was far more attractive when he was angry. When green eyes were flaming as they narrowed into a glare at him with that tight clench to his jaw. The way his brows came together over the frames of his glasses and the flare of his nostrils with that subtle shift of his jaw that came when he gnashed his teeth. The absolutely thunderous look to his husband that always sent a shiver up his back.
Always had him strangely aroused when he was face to face with it. Nothing got his blood pumping hotter than the sight of his angry husband. It had his pounding heart skipping as he huffed desperately with squirms and twists mirrored up above him. The vicious, relentless hit at his prostate sent wave after wave up his back in a never ending, burning rush. Moaning up at his husband as he tightened his arms around him to keep him down tight against his heaving chest as lips crawled up to nip at his jaw sharply.
Ragged pants fanning over it as hips struck at him without a chance of slowing. Of giving him a moment to breathe when the blonde pounded every damn wisp right out of his lungs leaving him wheezing in his pants. Oh, he loves it! Loves when his husband will treat him like he was made out of fine glass one moment then treat him roughly the next moment. Knowing silently just how much he could take and God, it had him squirming beneath the blonde. Whimpering when he got a snapping groan from his husband.
Hips pulling back for those long, hard thrusts that had his toes curling in his stockings. Huffing, gasping, as he clung onto his husband as he tightened his legs around the blonde with his thighs stiffening with a tremble as his husband seemed to take it up a notch as that hand stroked faster, faster, faster. Fisting at the head with tight rubs of his palm against it with the ball of his rod being pushed at. It had him wondering if this is how it would feel if he got a piercing there; if the pleasure would be the same.
It had him pressing his head back to the bed with a howling cry ripping out of him when Hizashi fisted at him. Firm squeezes as he was stroked fast, fast, fast with those long, hard thrusts mirroring his fast stroking. Hitting his prostate again, again, again leaving him writhing at the heat ripping up his back. His tense thighs shook as he squeezed his legs around the blonde's slender waist with heels digging into his lower back as he yanked him forward repeatedly. And then, then, then he was tipping over.
He couldn't take it anymore. Pressing his head back with a wail ripping out of him as his thighs tensed with his stomach flexed as he jolted beneath the blonde. So close, so close, so close already. Jerking his hips to meet his husband's pounding thrusts and thrusting up into his husband's hand had the blonde groaning into his jaw. Shuddering, twisting, keening out whines and whimpers. It had him burning up to hear the quiet huffs of his name into his throat leaving the blonde with that garbled English.
It had him moaning out as he clutched at the blonde tightly to hold him close. Clinging onto him as he tried his best to move and meet those pounding thrusts of his husband's that sent sparks up his back. Fuck, it had him squirming. Writhing. He huffed desperately for a good breath only to have it fly out on a whine. A whimper. It had him clinging in vain when a hit against his prostate, the slap of their skin meeting, tipped him over. He was flying over the edge he'd teetered on, and he wailed out.
His world sizzled down to a hot, boiling point that left him twisting. A world where the only thing that mattered was Hizashi, Hizashi, Hizashi. The insignificant pluck of his orgasm finally breaking over him. The hand stroking him quickly with hips pounding at him as that white-hot heat rushed up his shaking thighs only to explode through him in an insignificant pluck. Shouting as he stiffened beneath his husband who moaned into his throat with such deafening volume it had him shuddering. Twisting, gasping, burning up.
Drowning as his orgasm slammed into him with that amazingly surprising intensity as he pressed his head back against the bed tightly with a renewed force. Groaning out as the white-hot heat tore him apart from the inside out leaving him shaking. Clutching desperately onto his husband as he felt the hot spurts leaking past the ball of his rod as Hizashi's hand stroked him through it. Clenching tightly around his husband's throbbing erection when the blonde was crying out hoarsely into his throat.
Stiffening beneath his arms as he fell off of his own ledge he'd been teetering on. Hips grinding fiercely against him as he moaned weakly through the white-hot waves throbbing through him as he was ripped apart. Suffocating. Choking. Drowning under the force of that heat that felt far more insufferable than the sizzling one of his arousal. It had him shuddering as his husband stroked him through his orgasm as he clenched tight, tight, tight against that frantically throbbing erection earning himself another moan out of his husband.
God, he was melting, melting, melting under that throbbing white-hot agony. Trying to breathe through it as his erection throbbed with his hips jumping to aid in the spurts leaving him. Shallow thrusts that had his husband moaning out in that weak, keening pitch when that orgasm seemed to twist into him. Wringing him of every damn drop before it began to rake its nails on its way out. He couldn't stand it. Couldn't take that throbbing, white-hot heat a moment longer. So good, so good, so good. Too much, too much, too much.
And then, then, then it was draining out of him leaving him gasping in as his hips weakly thrusted to aid in the final spurt leaving him. Soaking into the dress but he could hardly think when the blonde was moaning out in that guttural pitch with hips twitching against him. He panted raggedly as he came down from that high, his arms tightening around his shaking husband let out a sigh against his throat as he stilled. Relaxing. Huffing in the silence together, he knew the dress was going to be thrown out.
There's no saving it, there couldn't be, and he twitched as sweat ran down his temples. He slid his hands down along his husband's back when he raised his head weakly to kiss the top of his head. Wild blonde locks brushed at his face as he slid his hands in a comforting up and down as he began to shower the top of his husband's head with kisses. It earned him soft kisses to his throat, nuzzles up beneath his jaw with kisses to the frantically fluttering pulse point there when he felt hips pulling back.
Sliding backwards until he slipped out of him with a deafening squelch as he shuddered at that emptiness. His husband stood up then after giving a final parting kiss to his throat as he raised his head up to watch his husband tug the condom off of himself. The slick squelches as he tried to tie it off with shaking, fumbling fingers with low curse leaving the shaking blonde until a knot was tied into it. Tossed into the trash, he looked down when the blonde turned back to him to gently pinch the slick ball of the rod.
Easing it out of him gently and slowly, he hissed at that odd feeling of it making its way out of him where it then slid free as it dripped with God knows what on it. But the relief of it being tugged out of him had a sigh bursting out of him when he forced himself to stand on shaking legs. He grabbed at the short hem of his dress then flipped it up carefully to work it off when he sat back on the bed. Balling it up, he tossed it to the floor before crawling backwards on the bed with his stockings sliding over the bed.
He'd take them off soon. He swore it. But as he laid back with Hizashi crawling after him with wipes in hand, he decided to melt into the bed instead at the gentle scrubbing and wiping over his skin. The quiet sound as the wipes were tossed away when his husband laid out next to him. Arms curled around his waist as lips began to pepper kisses over his hot face. Soft, fluttering kisses that he returned to that freckled face without so much as a word from the blonde. Showering him in that affection he sought after.
Kissing at that red face with breathless giggles bursting out of the blonde that had him all too giddy himself. Targeting the smatterings of freckles along his cheeks and the darker ones along the bridge of his nose. His forehead and the arch of his brow with the salty taste of sweat on his lips when he leaned in to nuzzle their noses together. That gentle, side to side nuzzling that had his husband giggling again as it was returned to him as arms tightened around his waist. Clutching him tightly to the blonde's heaving chest.
And he happily cuddled into his husband's hold as he tugged at messy blonde locks gently as he curled and uncurled them around shaking fingers. The press of those soft lips against his face had him electrified as he swallowed a few giggles of his own when the blonde nuzzled his nose and lips into his hot cheek. Arms squeezing around his waist as he was held close, close, close to his husband's chest much to his delight. Legs tangled up with his own when his husband pulled back to peck at the tip of his nose.
Placing one to the smattering of freckles over the bridge of it when he pulled back. Far enough for him to catch the sparkle to Hizashi's gaze when hands slid up and down his back slickly with soothing circles rubbed into him intermittently when the blonde squeezed him. It had that familiar, identical adoration gushing into him to twist hand-in-hand with the euphoric orgasmic bliss curling into him when his husband smiled with an adoration that had him melting. Smiling back when he tugged at the blonde's hair again.
A giggle burst out of the man when soft lips pecked at the tip of his nose again. Scrunching it up with an instinctively flinch, the blonde then nuzzled their noses together again with a sigh fanning over his lips. God, it had them tingling as he grinned widely at the blonde. Sliding his fingers through the blonde locks as he combed at the snags that had formed in them. Tugging gently when the blonde giggled again as arms squeezed around him with hands sliding along his slick back when the blonde beamed at him.
"I-I love You like fu-fuckin' crazy, you know that? I ca-can't believe what a ki-kinky bastard you turned out to be!" Pulling back to scowl playfully at the panting blonde, he got a giggle from the man when lips pressed to his cheek in a kiss. His grin twitched into that smirk when the blonde then grinned back at him with that playful sparkle to his gaze. "Bu-But I love that about you! I lo-love how kinky you are now! How op-open you are about all of this!"
Smirking widely at the blonde, he squirmed when he felt his husband cuddling into him with lips peppering kisses over his lifted cheek. Silky locks slipping over the back of his hand, through his fingers, as he held him close. God, he fucking loves this silly, giggling man of his. "I'm-I'm hardly the kinkier one, you know! I'm no-not the one who asked to drink piss, am I? Or any of the oth-other shit we've done, am I? I'm ha-hardly kinky when compared to-to you!"
"Hey!"
"I lo-love you too, Zashi, yo-you kinky bastard!"