Magic Dust

by CrypticBeans

It had started with a tap on his window. Now Shouta, for the life of him, can't think of chasing away the fae that shows up at his window every night at midnight. Hizashi, on the other hand, is more than happy to visit his insomniac lover for a romp in the grass!

Shouta wasn't sure where it all began. He can recall the beginning when he first heard that hesitant tapping. A quiet, tap, tap on the glass pane of his window. He'd been warned by his mother that the fae were dangerous. To always keep iron on him. To keep salt nearby. To have a supply of ash wood should he find himself in true danger. He passed what he'd learned from his mother, few and in between words on it, onto his younger sister. For most of his life he'd always kept iron on him. To keep a form of defense.

To be sparing in giving his name out to those he didn't know. He followed the rules. He kept himself safe the best ways he could and was doing the same for his daughter now. But he could still recall the autumn chill on the floors of his home when he'd come back to his room with a glass of water. Hesitating at the sight of a blonde man crouching outside of his window. Any other moment, any other person, and he'd be grabbing his metal bat and calling the cops. But the translucent wings on his back of a light amber and green?

Well, that had kept him from doing so. After all, the police wouldn't come for a faery. He'd been struck by the beauty of that man crouched with an awkward smile in his window with hands hesitating by the screen. The pointed ears and glowing green eyes that had peered right into his very being. As if this faery knew his name, his birthdate, every little thing of importance to him. Such a clear green that had left him swimming in that luminous color. He could still recall how playful the blonde had been back then.

Could still recall how the blonde had tried to trick, cajole, and used every dirty tactic in the book to get him out of his home. To get his name out of him. Trying to trip him up the way a vampire would try to trick a human into welcoming them into their home. A stereotype but more of a joke than anything. He still remembered he'd been left drowsy after that first meeting. He'd woken with a strange of unease; like the man crouched in his window with the long blonde locks and luminous eyes had been some type of fever dream.

A mirage. Some type of strange dream that his delirious, sleep deprived mind had come up with. Until that following night he'd been woken from his light sleep by the quiet tap of a finger on the glass pane of his window. A light, consistent tap, tap like the knocker was afraid of waking him. Afraid of rousing his attention. And he'd rolled in bed to lift his head up to find the same blonde faery from the previous night at his window. A look of curiosity to him now when he spoke loud enough for his voice to carry through his closed window.

Again, trying to get him to step outside. Trying to lure him from his home but this time he'd made sure to line his window with salt. But this time the faery had small balls of light with him to highlight frazzled blonde locks that held a glossy hue in the light. Small twigs and leaves clinging to the mane of glossy hair, wide eyes staring into his very soul when he'd denied, denied, denied. The blonde had looked confused before leaving him with that drowsy rush. Like his energy was being sapped right out of him.

Leaving him out like a light for the rest of the night before waking to the early morning light spilling into his bedroom. And night after night without fail the blonde faery came back. Sitting on the other side of his window with his attempts to get him outside being traded for confusion. Interest. Asking him how he could resist. Asking him about his life; where did he get that clock? His bed? His pillows? Who was the small girl he had running around his yard? Babbling on about his own life with his son.

About his own abode and the work, he did. He'd been content to keep the conversation one way, but he'd been surprisingly weak when four weeks in and the blonde seemed excited to see him. Hands pressed to the window as he stood on the other side of his bedroom with those small balls of light fluttering around him. Attracting moths that had the faery shrieking when they came to close to his face. It was amusing. The one creature attunes to life afraid of insects? It was a hilarious notion to him at the time.

It was the catalyst for him joining the babbling conversation back and forth that led to him sitting by his window. Waiting for the faery. Hizashi as it was later revealed to him two months in on their late-night meetings. He'd sit and wait for Hizashi to come to his window where the wild haired faery contented himself to sitting outside of his now open window where they spoke in hushed whispers. The balls of light slipping easily through his screen to float about his room to dimly light it rather than remain in darkness.

And soon enough, he found himself waiting by that open window for Hizashi to come. He always slept amazingly when Hizashi came and went which he still held no answers for. Where did Hizashi come from? Why did he suddenly appear? Why him? They were questions that Hizashi always playfully avoided in cheerful whispers, but he knew the faery had his reasons. Had his goals. And sometimes, those reasons and goals weren't his to understand. To comprehend. They weren't his but they left him curious, nonetheless.

All he knew was three months in, he found himself eagerly looking forward to seeing the wild haired man who seemed to be fixing himself up before coming. His wild mane of hair becoming smoother; brushed out and glossier in the low lighting of those balls of light. In the moonlight. Even his silly little mustache looked glossy and well groomed. There was a supple appearance to Hizashi that had his fingers twitching around that fifth month mark. Wanting to touch but refusing to open his screen.

To remove his salt and iron. He refused but he'd been entranced by this man. The blonde who no longer tapped at his window unless it was winter. And when their first winter had come, he'd bundled himself up before sitting outside with the barely clothed man. There was no rhyme, no reason, to why Hizashi had come only that he was there to stay. And he knew he was a fool. He knew he was tricking himself at first that this wouldn't become something more. He still felt he was an idiot when he finally wiped that salt away.

When he opened his window to allow Hizashi into his room. It had been seven months of knowing the blonde like the back of his hand as well as he could that he'd broken down. Whether it was a drawn-out ploy or not, he'd gambled. He had yet to give away his name but when Hizashi hesitated before entering he couldn't help but wonder what was genuine and what wasn't. And he could still recall that kiss that had confirmed his feelings for Hizashi, tender and new as they had been. Fresh. It had left him taken aback.

That first kiss of theirs with the darkness of his bedroom lit up soft balls of light floating with Hizashi when soft hands had touched his cheeks. Had dropped to hold his waist and kissed him with such tenderness it left him in awe. Even Hizashi had seemed taken aback by the spark of their first kiss. When fingers had slid in between his and he got another kiss. Then another. Another, another, another. A night filled with kisses that had left him swaying on his feet with the spark they held with those kisses.

Waking up the next morning worried, it was a dream. Worried he'd made it up only to find Hizashi curled up beside him in his bed. And yet when Hizashi came crawling through his window? Hands had reached for him where lips softer than anything had come down on his. A night of nothing more than gentle touches and kisses had been had between them until Hizashi's forehead had come to rest on his. He'd woken to the blonde curled up in his bed with him. What a sight it had been to see the faery in broad daylight.

The way those iridescent wings of his caught the light in blinding shimmers and the sharp point of his ears. How different green eyes had been in the morning light. Lacking that bright appearance in the darkness of night that had always made him appear inhuman. And from there? Well, his window was always open. He was always waiting for the faery to appear in his window. And there was a place for Hizashi in his bed should he decide to stay the night. It was an off-kilter strange friendship that had become something more.

Something that became precious to him over the past six months that he'd spent with Hizashi. While meeting with Hizashi so late at night did little to help with his insomnia he had not a problem with it. He didn't mind waiting up and sitting on the edge of his bed to wait for the faery to appear in his window. Hizashi was beautiful. He'd always been told about the allure. About how beautiful and how ethereal faeries appeared but it never prepared him for the reality of Hizashi. For the reality of seeing one up close

For the beauty he'd find himself awed over when the blonde appeared before him. Even with that initial wildness to his appearance when he first met the blonde. He'd never understand what he did to attract someone like Hizashi, but the blonde seemed content when they spent their mornings in his kitchen sipping at coffee. When he got to curl up with his head on Hizashi's chest. When the blonde was fussing and braiding his hair with such delight, he couldn't find it in him to protest. Even Eri, his young daughter, loved Hizashi.

As long as Hizashi wanted him then his window would always be open for him. Tonight was no different. Staring at his reflection in the mirror, spots of color popped on his cheeks as he brushed his teeth. The bristles scrubbing over his teeth loud in the small room when he noted the wider appearance to his dark eyes. The way his pupils dilated slightly before shrinking when he glanced in the light. The antsy drum of his fingers on the bathroom sink. It was only six months into the new year that they'd made things official.

One year and six months of knowing Hizashi had led to a relationship unlike any he'd ever had. He slept better with Hizashi. He was less restless. He was happy. In all of his life on being warned about faeries to the point of reverence or demonization, he'd never thought he'd be with one. That one fateful night would lead to a six-month relationship he'd do anything to keep. Bending down, he spit out his mouthful of toothpaste into the sink when it began to foam in the corners of his mouth and dribble down his chin.

Leaning into slurp a mouthful of water into his mouth as he swished it about before running the bristles of his brush under the water before tapping it on the side of the sink. Spitting out his mouthful of water, he reached for his mouthwash. It wasn't necessary but just like the rest of him, he liked to be clean when Hizashi came by. The blonde always chattered on about the vanilla notes of his soaps. How there was a reverence when fingers touched his damp hair or the drying locks. Fingers tugging curiously at his curls.

He still recalled how awed Hizashi had been when he'd commented on his loose curls after he'd dozed off. He poured a little capful of mouthwash then knocked it back to begin swishing around his mouth vigorously as he fought the urge to bounce on his toes. His hair tugged back away from his face in a low ponytail to battle the heat of the oncoming summer. He swished quickly before bending down to spit his mouthful out into the sink then turned the water off after rinsing out the sink thoroughly as he could.

Tucking his toothbrush and paste away, he spun on his feet to open his bathroom door after turning the light in the bathroom. Stepping out into the bedroom he couldn't help grinning at the soft balls of light running in a trail to the window. He didn't need a note. A word from Hizashi to know what he wanted. He walked forward with the small balls of light fluttering apart as he walked forward like wisps. He made his way to his open window where he gently took out the screen that he placed on his bedroom floor.

He crawled out of his window into the side garden of his home where he shut his window to keep insects from getting into his softly lit room. His bare feet touched the grass when he began to follow the line of lines taking him forward along his side garden towards the backyard. His grin widened at the sight of Hizashi sitting on a blanket with a bottle of wine and a small bowl of fruit he was fussing with. He swore the blonde lit up brighter than anything when he came into view with a few balls of light zipping past him.

Gently lighting up the back garden just enough for him to make out the iridescent wings tucking themselves against Hizashi's back. The sharp tip of an ear. The warmth to those green eyes as he made his way across the grass to the blonde. His heart skipped wildly in his chest when a hand reached out to him with the jewelry on his wrists jingling together. Small bracelets and trinkets he'd given Hizashi over the past six months. His necklace with the golden band he'd gotten him rested against his chest.

Like the first time he saw him, Hizashi was scantily clad in a thin half shirt that showed off his midsection and stomach. The happy trail running down to the skirt he wore that was made out of a gauzy fabric that fluttered around his knees. His shirt was damn near see through with nipples standing to attention with the jewelry running through them winking dimly through the gauzy material. Showing off tanned, softly freckled skin as his hair fell against his back neatly. A glowing sight of a summer glow to him.

Glossy in the lighting as he slid his hand into Hizashi's where he let himself be tugged down. A widening to the smile on Hizashi's lips when he sat down only to have the blonde scooching closer with fingers intertwining with his. God, he was beautiful. It was hard to remember how they got here but he was glad that he did. He found himself leaning in with Hizashi closing the gap with smiling lips pressing softly to his. He was euphoric. More than happy to see his lover- or would boyfriend be a more accurate description?

He wanted to ask but lips were pressing to his again in a chaste kiss that had him leaning in for another. The hand in his squeezing which he returned without a second thought. Holding onto it when they were dropped to the blanket as he leaned away with a sharp exhale. His gaze flicking over Hizashi's face that held spots of that silver-blue color as blonde lashes fluttered in a blink; freckles standing out adorably on his cheeks. Darker over the bridge of his nose. His ears were lined with golden jewelry with gages in those first holes.

His mustache even looked glossy in the low lighting of the backyard when he squeezed at Hizashi's hand again earning himself the sight of his hand being lifted. Brought up with soft, smiling lips pressing to his knuckles. The warm air of oncoming air pressed down like a weight on his skin. It was electric. Holding onto Hizashi's hand when lips pressed to the back of his hand. The side of his wrist. Hizashi was stunning in the low lighting. His wings did their best to remain tucked against his back neatly.

No doubt trying to stay out of sight, but he could still see the light amber and green of them shining in their iridescent hues. Beautiful like the rest of him. A year and six months. He still remembered the first fall he met Hizashi. It was amazing how quickly things changed for him. Clinging onto the thin, slender hand in his that he tugged at before lifting up to kiss the blonde's knuckles. All without speaking a word. There was no need for it; not yet. And then Hizashi's thumb was moving against the side of his hand.

"You look tired." He hummed softly when the hand in his pulled away to come up where it cupped his cheek as Hizashi shuffled closer to him. Green eyes flicking over his face with that smile softening on his lips when his thumb slid over his cheekbone gently. Over the scar running beneath his right eye. The scar running over his eyelid forced his eye to shut. "If you'd rather, I can stop coming so late at night if it's causing a disruption to your sleep schedule, dearest, you know it's no problem."

"Mmm, but I like meeting you so late. Feels like a weird bit from a coming-of-age girl romance book, doesn't it? Makes it feel magical." He murmured into Hizashi's palm when he kissed it before sliding his hand up to cup the back of it when he tipped his face into it. He was tired but God knows he adored their midnight meetings. They stopped when they began to date openly with their daytime dates but there was something magical about this. Very romance book-esque of them to meet up so late at night like this.

"Maybe so but you're rest, and health are important too, darling!" Hizashi's thumb moved over his cheek again when he opened his left eye to peer at the faery before him. He was so pretty in his gauze clothing tonight; the skirt had a deep hue that covered his lap with its opaque covering, but it became gauzy halfway down his thighs right above his knees. He looked ethereal. "I can come see you whenever I want. So long as Hitoshi is taken care of, I can come see you whenever but if you like these dates so much-"

"I do." Pressing his face into that soft hand, he slid his hand down to gently hold his wrist when he rolled light circles into the joint there. He could never explain how time felt with Hizashi; how time could feel so slow and so fast at once. How it felt like stepping into a bubble with the faery who always looked at him with such fascination. Adoration. He nuzzled Hizashi's palm earning himself a light push of that hand against his cheek. "I love our late-night dates, love. Don't worry so much, I always sleep good afterwards."

"I suppose you do, you little insomniac, don't you?" A croon. It was playful but it had him smiling at Hizashi who pulled his hand away from his warm cheek to reach for the wine bottle. It was a deep black bottle with not a label in sight, but Hizashi smiled when he pulled the cork out with a pop. "This is something special! Perhaps one of the only meads that won't drastically impact your poor little human inebriation! It's actually family made so I hope that you enjoy it! It's not too sweet but just enough for you to like it!"

"Oh, fancy, are we?" He reached down then to steal a strawberry from the bowl while Hizashi grinned when two wine glasses were lifted out of the glass with a deep amber liquid being poured into one. Held out to him while he bit off the rest of his strawberry that he chewed before swallowing. He lifted his glass up to sip at only to blink at the sweetness. It hit in a burst that went hand in hand with the lingering sweetness of the strawberry but didn't overwhelm it when he lowered his glass. "Oh."

"See? It goes perfectly with strawberries, and it isn't overwhelming, is it? I know we've been playing with my wines, but the end answer has always been overwhelming for you. I didn't want something to knock you off your feet this time round, you know! I didn't want something overwhelming, and this isn't, is it?" They both knew it wasn't his fault. Fae wines, their meads in particular, always packed a punch. Always left him drunker after a few sips than a whole bottle of wine could get him. "Do you like it?"

"I love it! You'll have to leave a few bottles here, yeah?" Hizashi beamed at his question when he lifted his glass up to sip at the deep amber liquid again. Watching Hizashi pour his own glass before capping the bottle once more. That glass was then held out to his own and he smiled when he pulled his glass away from his mouth to lightly touch his cup to Hizashi's. A droplet ran down his chin when Hizashi reached out to flick it away. "Thanks. But let me ask, is there a special reason you brought this?"

"Well, we've been seeing each other for a year! Romantically wise? Six months. And if I understand human culture enough given, I wasn't raised under a rock, six months is important. In fae culture, that's about as long as a courting. We'd be on our way to being wed by now!" He felt heat crawling into his cheeks when his gaze flicked to the ring dangling around Hizashi's throat. "But we're taking this slow, and I want that more than anything to take it that way as well! I'll get your name one way or another."

"So, you can harvest my bones, huh? Or rob me of naturally born children?" A playful smirk curled over Hizashi's lips when he lifted his glass up rather than answer as the blonde took a long sip at his amber liquid. He shifted closer himself with his knees lightly hitting against Hizashi's when the blonde faery lowered his glass. "I'll tell you it if you really want it. I don't want to lose my name forever, however, and yet I didn't think I'd want to give anyone that power over me. But how about we make a deal?"

"Oooh, a deal with a faery? You're playing a dangerous game there, darling heart!" The playful sparkle in Hizashi's gaze had him leaning in closer when he took a long sip of his own at his deep amber mead with a faint sway to his head. A faint buzz already that would be akin to one glass of wine. Perhaps the faintest touch by his second glass. He was hardly a light weight, but faery wines really were far stronger than human alcohol. "But please, tell me what your deal would entail? What would you get out of it?"

Licking his lips to catch that sweetness of the mead, he then met that gaze with curiosity glinting within it. He could stare at Hizashi all night in his gauzy clothing. Watch the light flicker off of his iridescent wings and admire the sharp point of his ears that held golden jewelry that glinted in the low lighting of his backyard. Hizashi was anything but human and he found himself riveted to these small differences. "One more year. On our one-year anniversary you can have my name. Prove to me I'm worth it to you."

Blonde lashes fluttered when Hizashi's eyes then widened at him when his wine glass was being placed down on the grass carefully with hands coming up. Cupping his warm face with thumbs moving over his cheekbones. "Oh, darling heart, you are worth everything to me! Even before these feelings of ours came to fruition, you've always meant something to me, dearest! I'll do my best for the next six months to prove it, yeah? I'll prove this relationship means everything to me, but you needn't make deals like that!"

"You've got a bit of a Freudian slip in your speaking don't you, Zashi?" He murmured when he tipped his face forward into soft hands as his head spun weakly. He could handle a glass more. Maybe an additional one before it truly began to take hold. Kissing at soft palms when Hizashi leaned in to nuzzle their noses together. An action he returned gently with a laugh catching in his throat when they pulled back allowing him to admire Hizashi again. "A year, then? Deal or no deal?"

"It's a deal. You know regardless how much you mean to me and your lil' bug inside!" He smiled softly when hands gently squeezed his cheeks before sliding down when he lifted his glass up to drain the rest of his deep amber liquid to which Hizashi picked the bottle up. Tugging the loosely jammed in cork out to pour him another glass. He hummed watching the deep amber liquid splash into his cup gently before the bottle was put down. "But being with a fae- Are you sure this is what you want?"

"Who's the one who showed up in my window, hmm? I know I certainly didn't appear in your window and pestered you for four months." Oh, he adored that shy smile curling over Hizashi's lips when the blonde drained the rest of his glass before reaching for the bottle to pour himself another drink. Tracing his fingers along the rim of his cup, he then grinned at Hizashi. "Nothing about you could put me off, Hizashi. I want to be with you, and nothing is going to change that, you hear? So, I'm in it for the long haul."

"Even when you're all gray and I'm still youthful? Will you still want me then, darling heart?" It had his heart skipping at the soft question when Hizashi placed the bottle down with an intensity to those green eyes as balls of light floated aimlessly in the darkness to provide soft lighting. Like fairy lights he could buy in a store. Soft spots of color when Hizashi's head tilted slightly with lips parting slightly. "I don't want you to grow resentful of me one day. I don't want you to hate me as you age."

"And I won't." Sipping at that sweet mead, he placed his glass down to reach up with his fingers sliding over a cheek. Supple. Softer than anything. He slid his fingers back to press his palm to Hizashi's cheek where he slid his thumb over the freckles covering it when a hand came up to touch the back of it. Pushing firmly to that supple cheek when Hizashi turned his face into it. Nuzzling. "I would never come to resent you or hate you. Humans merely age and that's all it'd be. I'll still have you until the end, won't I?"

"Of course you will, darling heart." Lips pressed against his palm sending a tingle up his arm when blonde lashes fluttered with a coyness to them when Hizashi's fingers threaded with his again while that warm cheek remained pressed into his palm. "You'll always have me, and I promise, once you give me your full name I'll always stay. I'll be here until the very end and I'll stay by your side until you tell me you want no more of me. I love you, darling heart, and I always will. There's no one like you, human or fae."

It had his heart skipping when the blonde then leaned in with that gauzy fabric highlighting the shape of his sides, the flare of his waist, when those soft balls of light floated closer. Casting a sparkle to green eyes when lips parted slightly when his gaze flicked down to them. Was he wearing lipstick tonight? Or was the soft light making them appear pinker tonight than normal? He found himself leaning closer when he pressed his palm firmly to that silky soft one. "I love you too, Zashi. I know six months isn't long, but I do."

"It's been a year of friendship. Six months of love. I promise you I won't be scared away by you expressing your love to me, darling." A thumb slid against his when Hizashi turned his face to kiss at his palm before smiling warmly at him when he found the blonde scooching closer over the blanket. Gauzy clothing swaying against his knees. Just above his midsection when he reached down to pick up his glass where he took a sip when the blonde giggled. "Humans work funny. How can you not love someone after six months?"

Swallowing one, two gulps of his mead he lowered the glass to eye the liquid remaining before knocking the rest of it down. Chugging it wouldn't do his stomach any wonders in the morning, but he didn't mind it when he placed his empty glass onto the glass with fingers coming up to swipe at the droplet running down his cheek when he swallowed. Licking his lips to chase that sweetness when he grinned. "Well, most people think six months isn't very long knowing one another. Some think six months is too early."

"I've had lovers proclaiming their love after two months. It may seem vapid and shallow but with how long fae live? How short humans live? Why be afraid to express your love for me? My love for you? Because I utterly adore you, darling heart." God, that little nickname didn't do any wonders on his sprinting heart when Hizashi's fingers swiped at his lips. "I'd say love at first sight, but I know that you don't believe in that, do you? Quite the pessimistic lover I found myself with, haven't I?"

"You're going to tell me you fell in love with me at first sight, Zashi? I doubt that." He was leaning. Twitching at that subtle lean in but Hizashi didn't seem to mind when his forehead came forward to rest against his own with that space mended as fingers squeezed at his when he slid his thumb along his warm cheek. He loves this man. God, he loves him. "Maybe fae can fall in love at first sight but I can definitely say you were a pain in my ass in the beginning. Love takes time. Takes patience and it takes work."

"It does. And I say we're both putting in that work, aren't we? I'm going nowhere and neither are you so the long haul it is!" The blonde then giggled when he pulled away with a bark of laughter when the hand holding his to that warm cheek pulled away with fingers fitting between his instead. A sparkle to green eyes when knees knocked then pressed lightly to his. So close, so close, so close. "I adore you, little human man. I adore you with every fiber of my being and I look forward to the day I say your name, darling heart."

The heat gathering in the back of his neck rushed to his face where it burned hotly in his cheeks when he grinned at the blonde. There was an odd way to Hizashi's speaking but it was the charm about it that had his heart sprinting. His stomach fluttered at the sound of his voice when he squeezed at the hand in his gently when he slid his thumb against Hizashi's. Again, that warm flickered in Hizashi's gaze when his smile warmed. What would it be like to hear that voice saying his name? Would Hizashi sing it like a praise?

Would he say it over and over until he was sick of his own name? What would it sound like coming from the man he adored? The faery man he loves so desperately he felt sick off of it? A love he swore outweighed six months together when Hizashi squeezed at his hand. God, it squeezed his chest. That soft declaration that had him leaning in with a bold burst when he watched blonde lashes flutter before eyes widened. As if taken aback by his sudden surge forward, he caught those soft, warm pink lips in a kiss.

A kiss that had him sighing out while a sharp breath rushed out of Hizashi's nose. As if he were startled by it when he slid his lips once, twice against Hizashi's before pulling back with tingling lips. Licking at them where that mead lingered with its sweetness. He leaned back slightly to give the blonde the space he needed when the man was flying forward with a hand coming up to cup the side of his neck. A thumb moving over his jaw as soft, warm lips came down on his again with that gap mending itself.

Lips slid against his in quick kisses that he returned giddily as knees pressed against his. The quiet whisper of their moving lips was deafening in the backyard. In the darkness surrounding them save for those soft balls of floating light that lowered themselves down to the grass judging by the change in lighting. He moved his lips against those pink ones delightedly as he leaned onto his left hand with fingers twisting into the fabric of the blanket beneath them. God, he could kiss Hizashi for hours.

The way those lips slid and molded to curve against his for that comfortable fit was everything. They may be a bit thinner than his, but he adores having them on his and fuck, if that pink color didn't have them looking full. He could taste the sweetness of the mead bleeding into the kiss as his head swam weakly. Breaths fanning over his cheek mixing with the whisper of their moving lips. A deafening sound in the darkness when Hizashi was shifting forward with lips pressing firmly to his with those slow slides against his.

Swinging into his lap, arms curled loosely around his shoulders when Hizashi sank down into his lap to which he wrapped his arms around his slender waist. Holding him tightly to his chest when he felt fingers twisting into his hair as that light smack from the firm press of lips on his rang out to fill the silence of the backyard save for those chirping crickets. He was so warm in his arms. Soft. Supple. Holding Hizashi always felt like a dream; an impossibility like holding a sun or moon beam in his arms.

Something ethereal he needed to treat gently less it dissipate in his arms. He tightened his arms around Hizashi who tightened his arms in response around his shoulders when sharp nails scratched delicately at his scalp. Lips moving against his with such warmth, such desire, it left little question to the truth behind Hizashi's words. He'd heard fae lied. They stole, they swapped out babies, they were cruel, and they would lie to get their way. And yet Hizashi had never told him anything but the truth and the whole truth.

Hizashi's presence in his life waved those myths away as the blonde shared things about his life. His sisters, mothers and brother. His son. How he felt about him. It was all the more touching knowing this creature, this being, could love him the way he did. Soft lips slid against his as they melted and shaped to fit comfortably against his. Warm breaths fanning over his cheek when he slid his hands up over the gauzy fabric of his boyfriend's chosen shirt of the night. Nails scratched at him gently when he began to idly slide his hands down his back.

Being mindful around his boyfriend's delicate wings. Curving his hands inwards towards his sides; a safe yet sensitive zone that had the blonde squirming in his lap. A huffing, sharp exhale fanned over his cheek when he slid his hands along his sides instead. Squirming in his hold when fingers tugged at his hair to get him to tip his face upwards a bit more. Lips sliding against his with a quiet desire that he answered in kind with his own. Sliding his hands over the gauzy fabric, he couldn't help but wonder if this was planned.

If Hizashi had come here tonight with this being some sort of seduction. If that would have come into play a little later into the night before the blonde left him. Before he let himself be carried back into his home where he'd be laid out on his bed. For some reason, this felt all the more exciting than simply going back inside. With the low lighting of his backyard, the quiet chirping of crickets hidden in the grass around them? The feel of Hizashi in his arms? Well, he was just glad he'd had the foresight to get himself ready tonight.

It was what he always did when Hizashi came round. He made sure he was ready for the blonde. Lips slid against his firmly but with a slowness to get him smoldering with that low flicker of heat along his bones. Coming up to flash beneath the surface of his skin when the blonde tightened his arms around his shoulders when he slid his hands down to playfully tug at the light hem of that shirt of his. Over the exposed flare of his waist. He'd like to question if the blonde was cold, but he knew the weather hardly affected Hizashi.

And given it was now late summer? Well, there wasn't much of a need to worry now, was there? He felt the light push on his chest; a subtle, consistent pressure with arms sliding from around his shoulders when he leaned back experimentally. When he gave that inch, the blonde continued to lightly push at him to which he caught on quickly. He happily uncurled his arms from around Hizashi's waist. Letting himself be laid out on his back with the blonde shifting above him to lay out on top of his chest.

Straddling his waist as lips continued to slide against his with that desire. A quiet, smoldering desire that had his heart jumping wildly in his chest when he slid his hands along the exposed skin of his boyfriend's waist. Warm. Hizashi was so, so warm. He filled up his arms perfectly, he swore it. He slid his hands along his waist before slipping them beneath the gauzy material of his shirt. Sliding his hands up his sides had the blonde squirming above him with another shaking, sharp exhale fanning over his cheek.

Hips pressed down firmly against him when they twitched against him when the blonde began to rock down against him. An idle side to side action that he found himself moving along with without a second thought. Sliding his hands along Hizashi's sides as he reveled in the simplistic pleasure of touching his boyfriend. In sliding his hands along that supple, silky soft skin of his. Just like his hair. He couldn't recall when the blonde had changed from some wild, feral looking man with leaves and twigs in his hair.

How he morphed into this silky, supple creature before him, but he adores it. Adores both appearances to his boyfriend. It felt magical. Laying out on the blanket in his backyard with Hizashi's thumb sliding along his jaw with blonde locks tickling his skin. The warmth of his lips on his as the quiet chirp of crickets around them with that low lighting along the grass as he was kissed with that desire? It was nice. Unbelievably, completely nice. There's nothing he adores more than to be laid out by his boyfriend and kissed silly.

Now was no exception as he continued to slide his hands along his sides. Breaths coming faster as he moved his lips against those soft warm ones; returning that quiet desire back to him. He fought the urge to squirm as the blonde's thumb slid along his jaw lightly back and forth while his hand continued to cup the side of his neck. Hips rocking down against him had him planting his feet to the ground to arch his hips up to rock with the blonde. The quiet brush of his palms moving over Hizashi's soft skin was a quiet whisper.

A quiet sound that was deafening in the stillness of his backyard but easily missed in the bedroom. An insubstantial sound he never realized he was attune to. He rocked his hips up eagerly against Hizashi's in that gentle side to side action when he felt the fluttering of that ache in his lower stomach. An ache that had him shuddering when he slid his hands down his boyfriend's sides to the flare of his waist, earning himself a shudder. A squirm of the blonde above him with hips pressing down harder against him when he slid his hands backwards.

Moving it to his lower back where he felt the light edge of a wing fluttering there. He slid his hands down in a caress over Hizashi's ass where he squeezed firmly at him only to get another shudder from the blonde above him. A quiet sound leaving the blonde when hips began to speed up in their rocks when he kneaded at his boyfriend's ass before sliding his hands in another caress over it. Flatter than anything but he couldn't deny that it wasn't cute. That he didn't love holding onto Hizashi's ass whenever he could.

He slid his hands forward along his boyfriend's waist to slip beneath his shirt along his sides again. Rocking his hips up to follow along with that change in speed when he slid his hand from Hizashi's side to dig in his pocket. For the lube he had slipped into his pocket when Hizashi had first texted him earlier asking to come over. While it was the more common way now of the blonde letting him know when he was coming over, he had to admit he missed merely turning around and finding him there. To find the man climbing through his window.

He pulled the tube out when the hand cupping the side of his neck pressing firmly against it with his thumb sliding along his jaw gently. The quiet drag of it over the stubble there was loud when he used his momentum to buck his hips up in a roll that had Hizashi huffing out in surprise when he rolled on top of him but there wasn't a moment of protest from the blonde. In fact, it merely had lips pressing firmer to his own as hips arched up to rock against him. Had the man squirming beneath him when he shifted his weight.

Blindly, he placed the lube on the blanket when the blonde's hand cupping his neck moved away to no doubt find it. To reach for it to no doubt insist on preparing him tonight but it wasn't needed. He merely caught that hand with his as a sigh fanned over his cheek when their fingers weaved together. He didn't need Hizashi to get him ready when he was already ready for him. It was a matter of merely getting to the sex part of things that mattered. He rocked his hips down against Hizashi's who arched up.

Giving him that firm press. He wasn't the biggest fan of sex outdoors but with his high fences who was going to peek over? They'd have to get ladders just to see him. He just had to keep himself quiet. That's all he had to do. He let out another sigh of his own when he pressed his lips firmer to Hizashi's when the hand cupping the back of his head pressed lightly against it to coax for that harder press. It had the blonde humming out quietly at him in a bemused tone that he found himself fighting a smile at.

He kept up that gentle rocking down against his boyfriend who let out a quiet groan when he pressed down firmly. That ache fluttering through his lower half to include his crotch into it. He shuddered at the twitch of his dick that, with his loose pajama bottoms, had to have been felt. There was no way that Hizashi missed it. No way. And yet the blonde didn't pull away to call him out on it. Rather, hips seemed to arch up in their firm press against him instead with their rocking becoming something tighter.

Firmer. Something he happily followed along with as he slid his lips against those soft pink ones. Was he wearing lipstick tonight? He wished he'd asked but the thought that he was? It was driving him up the damn wall. Just like the way his gauzy outfit tonight had him all too interested in where this was going to lead. Huffing out through his nose when he felt the hand in his squeezing gently before the hand in his hair began to work its way out. Curving down to instead wrap around him when the hand slid down his back coaxing it to arch.

His hips jumping up when that hand slid over his ass. An up and down caress that followed the curve of it in a copied move he'd just used on the blonde. His breath trembled briefly before racing quietly with a hitch when he caught the slow race of Hizashi's own breaths. His dick gave another twitch when Hizashi squeezed briefly at his ass before sliding his hand over him again in another caress. He knew that tonight, when Hizashi asked to come over, that sex was likely. It was something he could expect fifty percent of the time.

After all, he had the flirtatious texts to prove it and he was most definitely in the mood for it. He kept up that tight rocking down against Hizashi when hips then gave a playful grind. Breaking up the rock and he couldn't help but curl his toes giddily at the change. He happily ground his hips down against Hizashi who let out a sharp exhale when he felt the hand in his tightening when hips twitched up beneath him with that tight grinding. He ground himself down against the blonde in response as that hand sliding over his ass.

Coming up with fingertips trailing playfully along the center of his back over his tank top. It had his back arching with a shudder at the playfulness of those fingers coming back down to tug at the hem of his tank top playfully. Fingers twisting into it before flipping it up with Hizashi's hand slipping beneath it where fingers fanned out over his lower back before sliding his hand up beneath his shirt. It sent shivers racing down his back when he reached down to find the hem of that half shirt of Hizashi's to slip his own hand beneath.

Sliding his hand along his waist before curving up between them to his chest where his nails hit off of the piercing running through his nipple with a click. He brushed his palm lightly over the hardening thing when the blonde arched his chest up into his hand with a quiet sound. A whine. He brushed his palm up over it then trailing his fingers over it on his caress down as he ground his hips down against Hizashi. God, it had his toes curling with that desire when the blonde whined out again when he trailed his fingers over his nipple.

Flicking carelessly at his piercing with another click of his nails hitting off if it which merely had the blonde squirming beneath him. Hips arching to renew their press upwards against him with that grind up against him to which he happily returned that grind. Rolling his hips against Hizashi in circle that had the blonde groaning out. He trailed his fingers over his nipple again before pinching sharply at it startling a louder groan from the blonde beneath him. Hips pressed up tight against him when he slid his hand down.

And he began to push his boyfriend's shirt up over his chest. The blonde slid his hand from his ass to come up to press against his chest. The hand in his wiggling free allowing him the space to hover above the blonde when he watched trembling hands work the gauzy fabric up over his head. Admiring the way blonde locks splaying out in the grass from the tug of his shirt. The hearing aids he wore were clear tonight. Hiding and blending in beautifully with the hue of his hair and skin in a way that had him suspecting a glamor magic.

They were damn near invisible had he not watched the careful tug of that gauzy fabric that was then tossed onto his grass. And then he was gawking at the shirtless fairy beneath him with awe. Admiring the way his chest arched up ever so slightly as if to show off the curls of hair covering his chest that he adored. The way his nipples were perking up slightly with goosebumps raising over Hizashi's skin. Arms curving up to rest over the long blonde locks in the grass when hips arched up towards him in a shameless display.

A damn drool worthy sight when a pointed look was given to his chest to which he happily leaned back onto his heels to grab at the hem of his tank top when Hizashi sat up. Blonde locks messy as they spilled down his back, over his shoulders to his chest, when hands slid along his waist. Pink stains smudged slightly along the edges of his lips as they parted slightly when he flipped his tank top over his stomach. Up towards his chest. The blonde was staring at him with such burning hunger it left him absolutely breathless.

Left him thrumming with that current under his skin to have that desire turned onto him. To have that look aimed at him as that gaze roamed over him. Looking at him like he was something he wanted to eat up. It had his heart sprinting against his chest as he worked the fabric up over his head quickly with hands sliding along his sides. Curving in to brush over his stomach causing the muscles to jump in a vicious quiver that had him squirming. Sliding up to his exposed chest when he yanked at his shirt eagerly to get it off.

To free himself from it, but his damn ponytail was in the way. He grunted before jerking himself free with locks slipping free from his ponytail to dangle around his face when he tossed his shirt off to the side. And he swore the faery before him purred before sliding his hands along his chest. The balls of light floating along the grass cast a gentle glow around Hizashi who looked absolutely lovely. Painfully beautiful in the low lighting that made him look all the more tempting to him. All the more beautiful.

Palms grazing over his nipples before tilting his head back with smudged lips parting to which he happily flew forward to capture them again. The fact Hizashi was wearing such gauzy clothing, wearing lipstick, told him the night was meant for seduction. Meant to make them both feel good. And he did. God, he felt high from that mead that swam through his blood stream leaving him with that wooziness An effect that he'd long since become accustomed too when it came to drinking faery alcohol.

He laid out on top of Hizashi again who hit the ground with a grunt but God if he didn't love the slide of his soft skin against his own. He wants this man like nothing else. Arms curled around him with hands sliding over his back coaxing it to arch as hips lifted up to press tightly against him with a playful grind. He ground his own hips down playfully with a huff flying out of him when nails began to lightly graze over his skin. Fingertips tracing idle shapes along his back to get goosebumps raising over his skin.

Shivering at the light breeze tickling over the both of them. He happily twisted against Hizashi in a manner that was far, far too inappropriate for a public setting like this but was anyone going to see? Would anyone see how Hizashi was devouring him already? The blonde's hands swept down to slide over his ass in a caress that had him grinding tightly against him. His dick giving a volley of twitches when he rubbed himself shamelessly to the squirming blonde beneath him. Racing breaths fanning warmly over his hot cheek.

It had him absolutely sizzling with that flash of heat beneath his skin that sank down along his bones. That desire twisting through him hand-in-hand with the sizzling lust that was beginning to settle itself along his bones. Running through his veins leaving him with an oddly electrified. He wanted more of this man. He wanted more of him that he could get until he was swooning in his arms. Needing his help to get into his bedroom. He squirmed against Hizashi with that burst of excitement at the mere thought of tonight.

Of what this night could give him if his boyfriend was so clear on his "seduction". He crushed his lips firmly to those soft pink ones that returned his hard press. Hands slid in a caress over his ass before squeezing firmly at it when the blonde tugged him forward in a thrust against the blonde who moaned. A low, choked sound that had him whining back in a choked tone when he thrusted against the blonde again when his dick twitched. His crotch was aching, aching, aching as he pressed himself tightly to the blonde.

Shuddering when Hizashi who returned that tight press back to him. Hips grinding up tightly against him which he returned in tight, firm circles down against the blonde when he swore, he caught the feeling of Hizashi's dick twitching. It had him moaning under his breath when he slid a hand up to brush over a hardened nipple before pinching lightly at it. Giving a playful tug that had his boyfriend whining with his chest arching up to press into his hand when hips thrusted against him to which he rutted back.

It had his boyfriend then moaning lowly at him with lips sliding in hard, quick slides against his with that desire. That lust. Hands slid over his ass back up his back with nails grazing carelessly over his skin to get goosebumps raising once more. God, his crotch was aching. His twitching dick gave a throb that had him groaning under his breath when he thrusted against the blonde again who moaned up at him under his breath. That desire to be vocal but needing to be quiet given they weren't in his bedroom.

Eri may be at Nemuri's but that didn't mean he wanted to be overly loud in his bedroom but outside? To be quiet was the utmost importance for them to keep from getting caught but could he be charged for fucking in his backyard? Or would onlookers and eavesdroppers be fined? He wished he knew this before diving into the possibility of outdoors sex, but he hadn't expected the rush he was getting by putting himself in a precarious situation. A dangerous one. He hadn't expected it to be so fucking hot.

Nails raked down his back then had him hissing in a breath that flew out on a whimper when he bucked. Thrusting against his boyfriend who moaned quietly with a note of delight to the sound. Nails dragged across his lower back viciously leaving burning lines behind that had him moaning under his breath when he felt that gush. The rush of blood through his veins streaking down so fast he swore it burned through his veins. It did little to help with his swaying his head but God if it didn't have his boyfriend moaning delightedly beneath him.

As if he were satisfied to feel him hardening as that blood gushed down to his twitching dick. He rolled his hips down to grind himself against the blonde who thrusted up against him with a groan with nails raking over his lower back. Twisting him closer, closer, closer. Impossibly close. It had him shuddering when he felt hands sliding down to flick playfully at the waistband of his pajama bottoms when he wished he'd forsaken his prosthetic in the house while he had the chance, but he needed it. He needed Hizashi.

He shuddered however when hands slipped beneath the waistband of his pajama bottoms where palms slid over his ass. A caress that coaxed his hips to press tightly to his when he felt fingers sneaking inwards where they tapped against the plug he had in. It had the blonde moaning at him lowly in that strangled pitch when fingers drummed against the flat end rhythmically. Pinching to wiggle it side to side curiously before pulling it back slightly. Thrusting it forward into him with a slick nudge had him tightening around the plug.

It had a low moan of his own ripping out of him. A throaty, guttural pitch when he ground his hips down tightly against his boyfriend. Shuddering when he felt the blonde hardening beneath him with hips arching up to grind fiercely against him. Fervently. It had him squirming against the blonde when he felt him tugging at it again. Thrusting it back into him shallowly before hands were coming up to push at his pants to work them down over his ass. He then pulled back from the kisses with a sharp smack.

Taking a deep, shuddering breath when he rolled off of the blonde to begin working his pajama bottoms down from his hips awkwardly. His boyfriend shifted beneath him with fingers grabbing at that gauzy skirt of his to work it down his legs. A thin pair of panties going with it and his mouth was watering at the sight of the blonde's half hard erection. Twitching under his gaze, he caught a droplet welling along the slit in the low lighting that dripped off. No doubt soaking into the blanket beneath them that would only grow wetter.

It didn't matter when he watched the blonde rolling to sit up with wild blonde locks spilling down his back. Admiring the curls of blonde hair covering his chest where nipples perked up with the golden jewelry running through it winking at him. He let his gaze drift down his boyfriend's broad chest towards his stomach with racing breaths. Over his navel down to the dusting of blonde hair running down the lower half of his stomach that started out light. A fluffy start that thickened the further down hit got.

Following it down, down, down until it was giving way for the patch of wiry, neatly groomed blonde locks. His twitching, half hard erection filling out before his very eyes when Hizashi grabbed at the lube to claw open the cap. He wasn't the biggest fan of barebacking but he supposes so long as it's not in his bed then he didn't care. That it would be a bit more bearable. He can make an exception this one time. He watched as the blonde squirted of lube into his palm before reaching down to grab at his twitching erection.

Filling out in that drool worthy manner as his hand twisted in lazy strokes and curved over himself with thighs spreading slightly. Welcoming him to watch. And God, his mouth was watering watching the boldness of the blonde before him touching himself so shamelessly. An absolute wet dream with the soft balls of light fluttering around them in the grass that fluttered aimlessly. Highlighting the blonde beautifully in that dreamy quality. Glinting along the jewelry running along the underside of his erection that he caught in glimpses.

A full Jacob's Ladder that always left him drooling to feel rubbing against his inner walls. The sharp dip of his hips. The curve of his waist. The soft freckles over his softly tanned skin that always made itself painfully evident to him. Paired with the wild disarray of his blonde locks? God, his boyfriend damn near looked as he did when he first appeared in his window. He looked like a wild, untamed creature looking at him with such lust. Such hunger as that hand slipped over his erection with a slick, wet squelch.

The quiet sound had his heart sprinting wildly against his chest as he watched Hizashi's hand curve and twist slickly over the twitching thing. Throbbing quietly in his ears. God, if Hizashi wasn't a fucking sight that had his legs tensing with that urge to pounce. To cover the blonde before another could see him. To keep the sight of his naked boyfriend all to his damn self in the low lighting of their backyard that, truly, could keep them hidden. Keep them in the shadows if his boyfriend pushed away those balls of light.

It was strangely thrilling to have them floating so close. Softly lighting up the area around their blanket. It had him working his pants down then taking a moment to work off his prosthetic. Tugging it off with a quiet sigh under his breath when he tossed it away then worked his pants down his left leg that he then flicked away. His erection sprung to curve up against his stomach where it rested against it with a twitch when he let his own thighs fall open. Arching his hips up when he leaned backwards.

Bracing himself back onto his forearms and elbows. Letting his head tip back slightly to offer up his throat had pupils blowing wide in those luminous green eyes. Lips parting slightly before Hizashi was letting go of his erection in favor of crawling forward as he leaned back on his elbows. Spreading his thighs wider to welcome the blonde between then when a hand planted above his right hip while another disappeared beneath him. Fingers hitting clumsily at his plug nudging into him deeper with a sharp thrust.

A hit that had him clenching around it out of instinct around it with a hissing inhale. And then Hizashi was wiggling it side to side gently; tugging at it with that consistent speed despite his tight clench around it. He whimpered when it slipped out of him with a slick squelch and tossed onto the blanket. At least, he hoped it was tossed onto the blanket. Hizashi had never purposefully tossed his toys somewhere he couldn't find them or where they'd get dirty. The blonde wouldn't disrespect his things like that.

If that meant believing he tossed it on the blanket then so be it. He reinforced the wide spread of his thighs as he let his knees point outwards in a display of that flexibility. A sight for the groaning blonde above him when he reached beneath him awkwardly to grab at his cheeks. Spreading himself open for his boyfriend who groaned at the sight with that blown gaze locked down between his legs when he watched Hizashi's hand grab at his erection. Angling it away from his stomach with hips lowering down as lips parted slightly.

Brows squeezing together in a look of concentration when Hizashi shuffled forward a bit more. And then he felt the slick nudge of the head against him as his racing breath trembled in his throat when green eyes flicked up where they flicked over his face with pupils expanding wide. Wide, wide, wide leaving the green to mere rings of color. God, it was almost disturbing if he was honest with himself just how wide Hizashi's pupils could get. How big they made them look behind those red framed glasses of his.

He swallowed when he felt that consistent nudging, nudging, nudging against his hole causing it to twitch. It had him whimpering pleading when he felt the blonde playfully nudging at him with a light grind against him. It had him dragging his teeth over his lower lip with a shaking exhale when Hizashi pushed forward. It had him shivering when his hole gave another twitch in response to that playful nudging when his boyfriend was slipping forward. A give that he hadn't expected to come so soon had him gasping in unison with his boyfriend.

God, if he didn't want to howl at his foresight being enough to get that plug into himself during his shower. That give came quickly with relaxed muscles clenching tightly when the blonde began sinking into him. And ohhhh, if it didn't take everything not to let out a keening moan as his thighs spread themselves wider. Twitching with the blonde groaning lowly above him when he clenched tightly around that twitching erection sinking into him. Slipping into him slickly with that heat streaking up his back at the rub.

The delightful, familiar sensation of that ladder rubbing over the rim of his hole. It had his back arching from the blanket with spread thighs shaking lightly with the force of their spread. His left foot pressed to the blanket with another low, enthusiastic moan flying out of him as his boyfriend sank into him. Bottoming out quickly with a hand sliding along his right thigh with another low groan leaving the blonde when he clamped down tightly around him. Squeezing tightly around his twitching erection had him moaning lowly.

It sent sparks of heat racing up his back as his hands flew up to hold onto Hizashi's upper arms. Digging his nails into the warmth of his skin when hips ground against him in tight circles. He happily ground himself against the blonde's pelvis with a shuddering exhale rushing out of him as he clung onto the blonde. Holding onto him tightly as he squirmed with a whimper when the blonde squeezed at his thigh comfortingly. His head dipping down with wild blonde locks spilling over his shoulders with that glossy hue.

Pupils blown wide gave those green eyes a wider, darker look to them. Smoldering. Looking at him with such desire. It had his erection throbbing lightly against his stomach with a twitch when he whimpered before pressing his head back to the ground with lips coming down to press to his jaw. Trailing over it as hips continued their idle grinding against him much to his delight as he ground back. Clenching around that erection with another moan ripping out of him. God, he felt so good. Hizashi always felt so fucking good inside him.

While there were stark differences between faeries and humans, the one thing he found delightfully the same was their anatomy. Hizashi was a well-endowed lover sitting at seven and a half inches much to his delight. Slender. But his anatomy looked like his own, which kept it from being too awkward when dancing around with the idea of becoming physical. He knew it was due to glamor, however, according to the blonde who always said his "real" junk would be "too disturbing". At least, the blonde insisted he wouldn't like it.

He looked forward to the day where Hizashi showed him what it really looked like without the glamor. He clenched tightly around his boyfriend again who moaned into his jaw with hips grinding tightly against him. There was no need to adjust. To wait. But God if he didn't like squirming, rocking, grinding with his boyfriend as he clung to his upper arms before sliding his hands up. Twisting a hand into those silky, glossy wild locks of his to cup the back of his neck as lips fluttered down his throat in pecking kisses.

Hips rocking tightly against him with that hand on his thigh kneading at him before curving down beneath him to slide over his ass in a caress over the cheek. His breaths trembled again on their way in and out of him as he clung onto the silky locks in his hands while lips trailed down his throat. It was a fucking rush doing something like this outside. God, he'd never thought himself to be much of an exhibitionistic but fuck if it wasn't getting him harder than anything fucking his boyfriend in the backyard.

An area that was, within his right, something he could do if he wanted. He had high fences to keep nosey neighbors at bay. But there was something so thrilling feeling the cool air of the night breaking up the humidity. To feel it brushing over his bare skin with the chirp of unseen crickets filling the space between them. The light squelch of the lube as Hizashi ground against him. The shaking breaths and low moans taken by the both of them. The feel of having Hizashi inside of him; filling him up like no toy could.

All while those balls of lights seemed to multiply before his very eyes with the vulnerability of the moment clawing into him. His heart pounded against his chest when he felt Hizashi's hips pull back before thrusting into him shallowly with a slick squelch. The rub of those piercings over the rim of his hole, against his inner walls, had his lashes fluttering with a moan tearing out of him. The blonde groaned into his chest when he clenched tightly around him only to have hips pulling back again quickly.

Then they were snapping forward in another shallow thrust. Testing the waters. He moaned encouragingly at the blonde who nipped at his collar bone. He whined when he felt Hizashi pulling his hips back again then snapping forward. Again. And again. Again, again, again. Rhythmic squelches ringing out as the blonde kept that shallow depth, that quick speed, consistent and God if it didn't have him squirming. Moving his hips to meet those shallow thrusts with a shiver racing up his back when he whimpered out.

He wrapped his arms around softly freckled shoulders to hold him close, close, close. Hips striking at him gently with that hand on his hand sliding up to squeeze at his hip as he attempted to keep up with the blonde. To meet his thrusts only to squirm at that thumb rolling circles into the edge of his hip when he moaned up at the blonde who whimpered when he clenched. Squeezing around his slender erection that felt so fucking thick with that blood flow. Felt so good inside of him. The sweet smell of the blonde above him.

And his warmth had his head spinning. The effects of guzzling mead surely didn't help a thing but God if it didn't have him absolutely delirious to receive another of those shallow thrusts. Clinging onto his boyfriend when he slid his hand down between his wings to rub at the smooth expanse of skin. It had wings fluttering against his hand when they pinched together like his shoulder blades. He couldn't help a shudder at the breathless whine leaving Hizashi in response. A reedy, airy sound that had his stomach fluttering.

His heart thudding against his chest at the light slap of their skin meeting when he dragged his nails playfully over that spot. Encouraging Hizashi onwards who seemed to take the silent request with his hips hitting against him firmly. Insistently. Unmistakably. It had him moaning in that keening pitch before he could muffle it when he met those shallow thrusts quickly. Doing his best to keep them from becoming clumsy as he squeezed tightly around Hizashi who moaned down at him with his lips pressing to his nipple in a kiss.

A huff fanning over it when the tip of his tongue traced the rim of it before flicking playfully at his nipple. It had him arching his back up with a pleading whimper as he jerked his hips to meet those shallow thrusts. God, the piercings were rubbing so fucking good against his inner wall. That stretch better than the plug had been. Better than fingers could ever hope to be. The feel of those piercings rubbing over the rim of his hold on each thrust had him moaning lowly in his throat when Hizashi lapped his tongue over his nipple.

His tongue piercing rubbing over it playfully to which he tightened his grasp on blonde locks. They slithered over his hand, through his fingers, with their silky texture as he clung onto them tightly. Tugging lightly tearing a moan out of the blonde as hips struck against him gently. A light slap of their skin meeting ringing out in the quiet of the backyard seemed utterly deafening. Shaking pants being taken that raced with that excitement twisting tightly into him. A strangle hold that told him to move, move, move with Hizashi.

He slid himself lightly over the blanket to aid in meeting those shallow thrusts with hits against Hizashi's pelvis that had the blonde moaning at him when wings fluttered against his hand again. Translucent. Delicate. They were one of the most beautiful things about Hizashi with their iridescent ambers and greens. He scratched lightly between them again to get shoulder blade pinching into his hand with fluttering wings. A breathless whine leaving his boyfriend when he slid himself faster over the blanket.

Quicker. Moving his hips quickly with shameless rubs up against the blonde's stomach as his erection dripped shamelessly. Throbbing against his stomach maddeningly with twitches that had his hips arching up to seek that relief. That stimulation, that touch, he wanted. He whimpered pleadingly at Hizashi when hips began to inch backwards with piercings rubbing over the rim of his hole sending sparks up his back. It had his back arching up from the ground with a moan when the blonde began pulling his hips back further.

Lengthening his draw back before snapping forward. A burst of strength that brought with it a solid thrust that nudged him lightly over the blanket and God if it didn't get him moaning lowly. He clung onto the blonde when he pulled his hips back before snapping forward to mimic that hard hit. That speed. And fuck if it didn't have Hizashi snapping his hips faster. If it didn't have him yanking his hips backwards with a slick, wet squelch before snapping forward. Moving with him rather than remaining still.

Huffing pants fanning against his chest when the blonde's mouth covered his nipple. Teeth scraping over his areola before nibbling at his nipple sending tingles pooling down to his stomach when he squirmed with hips moving with Hizashi. Meeting his thrusts that were coming faster. Harder. That light slap becoming a rhythmic sound filling the quiet with those chirping crickets. The quiet, back of throat sounds of half formed whines and whimpers leaving the both of them. The low moans and groans tearing their way out of them.

He squirmed with delight at a hard thrust being given that had him moaning out enthusiastically at the blonde who yanked his hips backwards. Flying forward in a snapping thrust with that same strength that was bleeding into his rhythm. It had him groaning lowly in his throat when the blonde moaned into his chest in that muffled pitch. Hips snapping forward faster, faster, faster much to his delight. Harder. He jerked his hips to slam himself against the blonde's pelvis as the blonde panted through his nose.

Whimpering when Hizashi tugged at his nipple with his teeth. It had him squirming with his hips stuttering briefly before he did his best to regain the momentum he had. Meeting those fast thrusts giddily with a whimper when Hizashi lifted his mouth from his nipple. Following it with a lap his tongue over it. Rubbing his piercing over it wickedly before he licked a stripe across his chest to his left nipple where he lapped his tongue over it. It had him twisting beneath the blonde when he felt wings fluttering around his hand again.

Muscles spasming when he clawed at that spot between. And God, if it didn't have his boyfriend moaning with such volume it had him jumping with a light slap to the burning lines, he left behind, yet it merely had the man squirming above him. Hips jumping in a frenzy to slam against him in hard thrusts that had the slap of skin meeting skin ringing out as his breath caught in his throat. God, he hoped his neighbors stayed inside tonight. He knew it shouldn't but fuck, it sent a shiver of a thrill down his back.

The thought they could be caught red-handed in his backyard? That someone could overhear? Peek through somehow? It had his stomach flipping when Hizashi's hips continued with that frantic thrusting slamming into him with piercings rubbing against his inner walls so fucking good. God, it had him threatening to drool if he wasn't careful. It felt so good, so good. Just like it had the first time they'd had sex together, the piercings did nothing but make it better. Made him eager for this every time he saw him.

Craved it. Craved Hizashi. Hips snapped against him with that firm hit that nudged him lightly over the blanket when Hizashi's mouth covered his left nipple when the blonde moved back. He yelped when he was tugged up from his place on his back with arms curving over his lower back. His head swam and spun forcing him to close his eyes as he was heaved up through the air only to moan when he was sinking on Hizashi's lap. Bottoming out on his erection yet again, he curled his legs around the blonde.

His arms tightening around his shoulders with a moan. He pressed his left foot to the ground when he crossed his knees the way he would have he had his right foot. His prosthetic on. And he began to giddily push himself off the ground albeit a touch awkwardly as he bounced himself shallowly. Then hands swept down his back in a caress that had it arching with his erection twitching at the tingles it sent fanning under his feverish skin. His ragged pants catching in his throat when hands slid down to cup his ass.

Squeezing at him when he felt hands lifting him up further before letting him control his drop down. Lifting him up then letting him drop down to bottom out. It had him moaning lowly in his throat when his boyfriend moaned into his chest. Hands lifting him up, up, up when he pushed off the ground to aid in lifting himself up. Dropping down fast, fast, fast. Hard. The wet, slick squelch of the lube was deafening in the backyard with the slap of their meeting skin each time he dropped into Hizashi's lap.

It had him swallowing his moans down when his erection twitched with that pre-come smearing onto his stomach making a mess between them. He clung onto the blonde as hands grabbed at his ass tightly with arms flexing lightly to lift him up higher; one, two, three, four piercings popping out of him in a rub over the rim of his hole. Rubbing against his inner walls when he dropped back down with a squelch had his back arching. His chest pressing forward as Hizashi suckled at his nipple with fervent pulls.

Hard. Swirling his tongue against it when hands squeezed tightly at him before sliding in a rub over his ass with legs tensing beneath him as Hizashi's hips jumped to meet his drops. God, it felt wrong. It was utterly wrong to be doing something like this in an area where he knew that he'd be in tomorrow morning with his child. That someone could hear them, anyone at all, and easily recognize the sounds for what they were. Not that it was hard to mistake the sound of two people fucking when it was too clear.

Too obvious. It sent a shiver down his back regardless of when he clawed at the blonde's upper back. His scalp. It had the man squirming in his arms with nails clawing over his lower back when he heaved himself up giddily before dropping himself down. Panting raggedly when teeth nipped sharply at his nipple tearing a whimper out of him. His boyfriend popped off his nipple then with his tongue lapping over it with an undulation of it that rubbed his piercing against his nipple in a teasing flick over it.

And then the blonde was licking his way over his skin up to his neck. A wet patch that had him shuddering when lips then pressed to his jaw. Racing pants fanning over it when hands slid back down to cup his ass again with hands heaving him up higher. He let him drop down quickly with his hair trembling against his upper back when a light breeze fluttered over them sending goosebumps to raise over his skin. And God, there was no greater pleasure then having Hizashi hold him closer. Hold him tight.

His feverish heat radiating onto his own skin had him shuddering again at the slick press of his chest to Hizashi's when the blonde pulled back. He couldn't stop himself from admiring that deep blush smothering itself over his cheeks in that blue-ish hue he'd come to recognize. He'd been told fae had different blood color, but he'd not seen it firsthand until he'd gotten with Hizashi. It was a beautiful color that had his heart jumping in his throat when he flew forward to crush his lips to those soft ones.

Sliding against them with a hunger that was returned to him with hands heaving him up then allowing him to slam down. Huffing through his nose with identical huffs fanning over his cheek as he bounced himself faster, faster, faster. Coming down harder in the blonde's lap who moaned his approval at him with nails biting into his ass lightly from that hard squeeze. It felt so unbelievably wrong and so thrilling at the same damn time. He swore he'd never been more turned on in his life. He never took risks.

Never would he have thought of doing something like this with Hizashi out here when his bed was always the easier option. He never barebacked during sex but here he was, skin to skin with his boyfriend. Squeezing around that erection that felt so hot inside of him with a spread that demanded for space to be made. It had him moaning out into the kiss in unison with his boyfriend who groaned at him. Hands tightening on him as he bounced himself giddily with that wet squelch ringing out to fill the quiet.

It sent shivers racing up his back when Hizashi's lips slid against his with a hunger that had his head spinning when he returned it without a second thought. Tightening his arms around his shoulders, he used it as extra leverage to aid in his bouncing with lips crushing themselves to his. A passion to it that he swore he'd not felt with another human being. Another person in general. He listened to that wet squelch of his boyfriend's erection slipping into him again, again, again. Holding onto him tightly.

Like he was an anchor he needed to hold tight to keep from flying away with how airy his head felt. He clenched tightly around his erection with a moan ripping out of himself when he clutched at his fistful of silky soft blonde locks. He shuddered with an arch to his back when he squirmed at the hands sliding him up high, high, high with those piercings rubbing over the rim of his hole. So good, so good, so good! God, it was so fucking good he felt half out of his spinning head with the pleasure pooling into his stomach.

He shuddered with a moan when nails bit into his ass again like points of throbbing pain. It had him squirming before dropping down giddily with a keening moan tearing out of his boyfriend; deafening in the darkness around them. It had his hips squirming when he was dropping down with lips sliding against his. Hands sliding over his ass to curve up his back to hold him close, close, close when his erection throbbed against his stomach. He was so hot. Hot, hot, hot. He was burning up. Boiling in his own skin.

He could feel sweat forming on his forehead, over his body, yet that cool breeze had him shivering. It was muggy out, but God knows it wasn't the bedroom where that heat could be trapped so effortlessly in one room. That breeze acted like a reminder of where he was. What he was doing in. It had him groaning lowly in his throat in unison with his boyfriend when hands swept down his back towards his ass. He could spend all night fucking this man. He could spend all fucking night bouncing on this man's dick just like this.

Like it was the best fucking thing ever. And it was. Ohhhh, he swore he was ruined when it came to having another lover. Another boyfriend in the future. He'd never want anyone as much as he wants Hizashi. No one could make him feel as fucking good as Hizashi did. It had him moaning out when he pushed off the ground, off of the blonde's shoulders, to bounce himself fast. Hard. Riding him the way, he had imagined earlier when he'd been getting himself ready in the shower. Ride him like he wants.

He shuddered with a keening moan leaving his boyfriend who leaned backwards. He held on tightly when the blonde laid out on his back with his arms tightening around his shoulders as lips slid against his with such hunger it had his stomach fluttering. Flipping. He adjusted his legs quickly to dig his knees into the ground and he happily used the new position to aid in his bouncing. Slamming his hips down against the blonde's pelvis had him moaning out in that low, guttural pitch with hands holding onto him.

Kneading at his ass before sliding up his back in a caress that had him huffing through his nose. What he'd give to tease the blonde's sensitive back until he was squirming. Until wings were fluttering out and flapping with their quiet whirs from the intensity of it. But there'd be time for that inside after this. His room that was sound proofed; his room where he could make this man howl. Where he'd be free to wail, moan, whine, whimper and shout all he wanted. But until then he found himself relishing in the moment.

In the thrill of needing to stay quiet even if the slapping of skin gave it away. The quiet grunts and moans leaving the both of them. The slick, wet squelch of his bounces as hips begin to snap upwards to meet his drops. He dug his knees painfully into the ground but God if it didn't give him the leverage he needed. He slammed himself giddily with hands sliding over his back when he heaved his hips up with piercings rubbing over the rim of his hole on their way in and out. God, it sent tingles pooling into his stomach.

A rub that had his lashes fluttering on his hot cheeks as he slammed his hips down only to get that rub against his inner walls. It had him squeezing tightly around the blonde who moaned out at him with hands sliding down his sides down to his moving hips. Holding onto him with nails raking over his skin leaving burning lines behind that had him whimpering at the blonde who held onto him. Like he was the anchor his boyfriend needed to keep from floating away. What he'd give to watch those wings flutter just once.

He crushed his lips to Hizashi's giddily with his toes curling tightly at the pleasure pooling into his stomach. Snapping up his back. He could fuck himself on Hizashi for hours. Days. He could fuck this man until his dick was screaming for no more. Until he felt he couldn't possibly go again only to find he had one more weak orgasm left in him. When he suffered from those agonizing dry orgasm that always felt awful in that pleasurable way. He could do this for hours if he had it his way yet the faery beneath him refused.

Always implementing the control, he found himself lacking on most nights. And yet tonight he was being held so tightly by his boyfriend who kissed him with such passion it robbed him of breath. It felt so good. The strange forbidden rush of it all. The throbbing twitches of the hot erection inside of him. The rub of it against his inner walls that had him moaning into the kiss with brows squeezing tightly together. Squirming over the blonde as he slammed himself down giddily with hands clutching at his moving hips.

God, it had him strangling his moans down as he slid his lips against Hizashi's with that passion. Returning that hunger did he find himself shuddering when he bunched hair around his left hand and the blanket in his right. Tightening his arms around his shoulders with huffing pants fanning over his cheek that wavered much like his own. Hands slid up from his hips to his waist where nails dragged over him again. Leaving behind burning lines that had him whining shrilly at his boyfriend who whimpered back at him.

He tightened around the blonde's erection in response to a twitch. Crushing his lips in fierce slides against Hizashi's had the blonde moaning at him with nails raking over his skin again before hands slid over the lines left behind. Curving to slid up along his back as he slammed himself down. Snapping his hips up and down, up and down, up and down in that mind numbing rhythm he had going when Hizashi moaned out again. Squirming beneath him with hips pounding up with a burst of strength against him.

Hard hits that had him moaning out lowly in his throat in that guttural pitch at the change in strength to Hizashi's thrusts. It had him writhing, twisting, with that eagerness ripping into him like a rabid animal. Riding this man for all his damn worth ate up his focus. It became his goal as he found himself struggling to remember that he needed to be quite given where they were. No need for the whole neighbor to hear him fucking his boyfriend. He also didn't think they'd take very kindly to having a faery in the neighborhood.

It was a bit of a backwards way of thinking but they didn't know about Hizashi's true nature and he planned to keep that way. At least until it was undeniable. Digging his knees into the hard ground had them aching but he happily ignored that ache radiating up his thighs as he snapped his hips up and down, up and down. The sharp slap of their skin meeting with each drop down to his pelvis was deafening when hands slid up to his shoulder blades before coming down with nails raking over his skin.

It had him squirming with a keening moan flying out of him far louder than he intended with Hizashi groaning at him in a silent reprimand. He choked it down the best he could when he slammed himself down against the blonde's pelvis tearing another groan out of the blonde beneath him. Hands sliding down with nails raking over his lower back before caressing his ass. Squeezing at him. Fuck him, he wants this man to touch him all night long. He wanted that soft, supple skin sliding against his all night.

He wanted Hizashi to watch as he fucked himself on his erection. To have those soft hands sliding over his thighs, waist and hips while he bounced on him. He wanted the blonde to flip him over and fuck him into the ground until his legs couldn't dare to support him. He wants to feel him dripping down his thighs tonight before they turn to the shower to clean him up where he would be pinned to the shower wall. He wants this man so fucking badly it was amazing he breathed without choking on that heat.

His pants shook out of him as he pounded himself down to the blonde's pelvis with a whimper leaving him when hands squeezed tightly at his ass. A hard squeeze that had tingles racing up his back when he pounded himself down to, the blonde's pelvis earning himself a keening, snapping groan from his boyfriend. Fuck, he was so pretty. He slid his lips against those soft warm ones delightedly with the sharp smack ringing out deafeningly to mix with the sharp slap of skin meeting again, again, again.

The racing pants being taken through noses desperately that fanned onto hot cheeks. The wet sound of the blonde's erection slipping in and out, in and out, in and out. What he'd give to see that. To see Hizashi's erection slipping in and out of him or to see from a third view just how his hips would look with how they moved. It had him moaning out with lips breaking away from his with shaking gasps being taken in when he traced the shape of Hizashi's lower lip with the tip of his tongue. A playful flick at them.

A low groan left his boyfriend then when those blown eyes locked onto his. He was beautiful. That deep blue blush looked silvery in the low lighting fluttering aimlessly around them. In the pale moonlight up above. Blonde locks spread over the grass and blanket wildly with lips swelling lightly from the fervent, passionate kisses given to one another. Brows squeezing together tightly as lashes trembled in a half up position giving him that sleepy look that had him squirming. Hizashi was absolutely stunning.

He could stare at him all night long and his answer would remain the same. How did he ever get this beautiful, charming, sexy, stunning faery to look at him like this? What did he do to earn a relationship with Hizashi? He had not a clue. None. But it had his heart pounding as he panted with hips snapping desperately as his erection throbbed against his stomach with that shrieking insistence of a stroke. A touch. Something. It had him whining when he tightened his arms around the blonde's shoulders.

Giving a squeeze around the throbbing erection inside of him tearing a moan out of Hizashi when nails raked over his ass. God, he could die happy right now. That deep silver blue-ish blush spread down to his collar bones. Small beads of sweat running down the side of Hizashi's face identical to his own. So hot, so hot, so hot. He was melting away with this man and he was going to be a damn puddle by the time they were done. He whimpered as he jerked his hips up and down, up and down, up and down desperately.

"Yo-You're so beautiful! So fu-fucking beautiful, darling heart, you know that? So fu-fucking stunning!" Gasping, breathless, hitching. It had shivers running down his back when he pounded himself down with a keening whimper at the blonde who moaned up at him with hands sliding along his waist. "Go-God, if you could just see yourself! Fu-Fuckin' yourself on my cock li-like it's the best thing that's be-been in you! Ri-Riding my cock so goooood! Sque- Mmmn! Li-Like that! Squ-Squeeze my cock like that!"

He couldn't help a low moan in his throat when he squeezed tightly around the throbbing erection inside of him. Sending sparks racing up his back when he slammed down only to have Hizashi's hips pounding up at him nudging him lightly into the air. It had him shuddering with an arch to his back when he gasped in a breath. "No-Not beautiful! No-Not like you, Zashi! Ah! Ahhhnn, fuck! Oh! Oh, oh, oh! Please! Please, I ca-can't get 'nough of you! Of yo-your mouth! Hands an-and cock! Need you so bad!"

"Yo-You have me, darling he-heart! All of me is yo-yours to do as you see fit! If tha-that means fucking yourself on mm-mmmmmy cock, then so be it! Ah! I ca-can't get enough of you! My bea-beautiful, stunning, sexy lover! All mi-mine! Ah! Mmmmm! God, fuck, yes!" It had his heart pounding to hear that slurred moan of his boyfriend's voice when he shuddered with a slam down that had hips pounding up. Nudging him into the air lightly with a moan. "God, I lo-love you! I love you so much!"

"I lo-love you too! Love you so mu-mmmmuch, Zashi! Fuck! I wa-want you to stay all night! Fu-Fuck me silly 'til my legs are shakin'! 'Til yo-you're dripping down the-them!" Frantic. Urgent whispers with that moan slurring them ever so slightly as Hizashi pounded himself up against him causing his lower half to bounce up lightly when he slammed down. God, it was so fucking good. "I wa-want you to stay! Sta-Stay, Zashi? Fu-Fuck me into the bed? Mmmm! Fuck, yessss! Ah! Ah, yo-you feel so goooood in me!"

A moan flew out of Hizashi when he was rolling with the right side of him hitting the grass when he was pinned down with hips pounding at him. Hard hits that had him writhing desperately with his arms uncurling slightly with his left arm stretching down to claw at his back. Twisting him down closer when the blonde moaned with hips hitting against him with hard thrusts to get him moaning. God, it was deafening. The clap of skin meeting was like shots of sound in the quiet of his backyard with balls of light fluttering about.

Blonde locks slid over freckled shoulders to tickle at his skin. The slick squelch of his boyfriend's thrusts ringing out to melt in with that slap of their skin. He felt that sheen of sweat pricking and stinging over his skin annoyingly; beading along the back of his neck and his hairline. He could feel small droplets running down his forehead to soak into his hair as he jerked his hips to meet his boyfriend's pounding thrusts. They were utterly ruthless with a strength that nudged him lightly as he pressed his head back to the ground.

Gasping pants being taken as he clawed at the blonde's back causing wing to shoot out with his back arching down. Gasping above him when he uncurled his arms from around his shoulders to slide his hands over his sides to curve backwards to target his lower back. Holding onto him as he spread his thighs wide, wide, wide with a tremble to tense muscles when teeth nipped sharply at his jaw. He was so hot, so hot, so hot. Hizashi pounded at him fiercely with hard thrusts that had him moaning out lowly in his throat.

He could die happy right now. He could burn up with his backyard the happiest man in the world. He clung onto his boyfriend with hips striking at him so damn hard he swore the blonde was knocking his air out of him. Pounding out every damn wisp of air from his lungs that he could the second he inhaled. He squirmed beneath his boyfriend when he clawed at his back earning a snapping growl into his jaw with teeth biting down sharply. It had him writhing, twisting, squirming beneath the blonde who was pounding away at him.

Thrusting into him so fervently it had him melting. Burning. He didn't know how he didn't scald the grass beneath him but God if it wasn't fucking good. He huffed desperately with the wet squelch of his boyfriend's thrusts rang out. Piercings rubbing over the rim of his hole as hips were yanked back before pounding into him where they rubbed up good against his inner walls. He moaned at the blonde who groaned into his jaw with hips jumping frantically to move together. He could feel Hizashi squirming and twisting against him.

Then Hizashi's head dipped down with his hot face burying itself into his throat. Huffing frantically into the pocket he made, it was painfully loud that panting. The clap of their sweaty skin that was growing louder, louder, louder. That wet sound of the blonde's thrusts ringing out to mix in with that crisp slap. It had him writhing with a pleading whine leaving him when the blonde yanked his hips back then pounded forward. And whether intentional or not, it sent sparks up his back that had him gasping.

Snapping his mouth shut before he could cry out. Muffling it the best he could as he pressed his head back to the ground with Hizashi moaning lowly into his throat. He felt hips wriggling side to side before pounding into him where he jerked; jolting beneath him at the sparks racing up his back. Gasping sharply through his nose when he tightened his jaw with a muffled whimper ripping itself out of him. And fuck him, he was glad that his boyfriend understood the perfect angle had been found.

The perfect angle that had him pounding at his prostate sending fiery waves of pleasure to claw up his back. Sparks that fanned under his feverish skin as that heat grabbed at his fucking bones. Boiling his blood through his veins with that heat. It had his legs shaking when his thighs snapped together to rub against Hizashi's waist restlessly with a muffled moan making its way out of him. He squirmed, twisted, writhed beneath the man as hips struck at him harder, harder, harder. Faster, faster, faster.

He needed it faster. He needed it harder. It had him moaning despite his tightly clenched jaw to keep himself muffled as he jerked with the relentless waves of heat ripping up his back as the blonde pounded into him. He clenched tightly around that hot, throbbing erection within him which merely got the blonde moaning into his throat with wings fluttering up much to his delight as he raised his head weakly to watch the light playing off of those iridescent wings. Off of silky glossy blonde locks of hair.

His back arched from the ground with a keening moan muffling itself in his throat when he gnashed his teeth together to keep himself quiet. God, if it didn't feel fucking hard when he ad that pleasure pooling unbearably into his stomach like a pressure. A spark knotting itself into his lower stomach when he whined shrilly at his boyfriend. He jerked his hips to meet those pounding ones that rocked him lightly on his back when he lifted his leg up from the ground to curl it around Hizashi's waist.

Digging his heel into his lower back to get him to come forward faster. Harder. Impossibly fast. Impossibly hard. It had him writhing with the grass rustling beneath him when he clawed down Hizashi's back earning him another quiet whir as wings fluttered open briefly with the light playing off of them. A reminder of his inhuman lover's anatomy. He loves it. He clung to the blonde as hips pounded at him with such strength that hit at his prostate perfectly. Beautifully. That coal in his lower stomach twisted tighter.

A building pressure that only mounted with each hit to his prostate; a never ending, ruthless hit against it that had his legs shaking. Had all of him shaking. His heart pounding sickeningly against his chest to fan that heat razing under his skin. Threatening to disintegrate his bones. He tightened his holds on the blonde when he felt the changing tempo of Hizashi's pants against his throat. The frantic way those hips were jumping to pound into him had his stomach pooling with never-ending waves of pleasure.

A pressure that built nowhere but up, up, up with that coal of heat twisting into his lower stomach with each pounding thrust. Hips began to pull back to give those fast, long hard thrusts of his that signaled it was almost there, there, there. He gasped through his nose with his jaw tightening to keep from howling. Wailing. Begging. His thighs squirmed restlessly against his boyfriend's waist with his nails clawing at his back had the blonde squirming with him. Huffing into his neck with a keening whimper ripping out of him.

Sharp slaps of sweaty skin rang out to fill the quiet. Huffing, gasping, panting. He was tensing with his thighs shaking with their own intermittent flexing when he dragged the nails of his right hand along his boyfriend's side down to his waist earning a moan from the man. He stuffed his hands between their stomachs to grab at his throbbing erection to stroke fast, fast, fast as he began to claw up to that precipice that was so fucking close, he can taste it. Jerking himself off quickly in time with those long, fast thrusts.

It had him clenching tightly around the blonde's throbbing erection. Moaning lowly in unison with the blonde faery rutting desperately against him with wet squelches ringing out. It was like a fucking dream. a Like he was living out a fantasy he hadn't known he'd had. It didn't feel real; not with the sway to his head from that mead and its effects. The ethereal feel to the floating balls of light around him making it appear dreamy. The fact he was letting himself be fucked outside of all places was like a strange wet dream.

It had him panting raggedly through his nose as he pinched his lips together while clenching his jaw tightly when that heat ripped up his back again, again, again. He couldn't stop it. Couldn't think of stopping it. His thighs began to stiffen up with his stomach flexing as his erection throbbed in his grasp as he jerked faster, faster, faster with careless twists and curves. Swiping over the dripping head when he arched his back with hips jerking desperately when his lashes fluttered before squeezing down on his cheeks.

His eyes rolling back on him when he found himself tumbling over that precipice with his jaw tightening with teeth gnashing together. He fell right over that edge with a pounding thrust to his prostate. He jerked with a muffled cry leaving him as he tightened around the blonde who moaned into his throat. Done, done, done. He was done. His erection pulsed in his grasp when he began to stroke himself quickly through it when he felt the first hot spurt of come landing on his stomach with more following.

Stiffening beneath his boyfriend as those white-hot waves exploded through his stomach to crash over him. Choking, choking, choking. Drowning, drowning, drowning. Burning. He trembled with a choked sound leaving himself when Hizashi yanked his hips back to pound into him once, twice, three times more with those long hard thrusts as he clenched tightly around the pulsing erection inside of him. Shuddering when Hizashi ground against him tightly when he felt the spurts of come. Hot, hot, hot inside of him.

It had his lashes fluttering on his cheeks with brows squeezing tightly together as Hizashi moaned into his throat. Low. Like his bones were breaking all at once. It had him moaning lowly back as he shook through the white-hot waves slamming into him. Eating him up. He stroked himself slower in long strokes to milk the throbs out of himself as that heat twisted into him. Choking him. He fucking loves it. He swore he'd never stop. The waves would never stop. He shook underneath his boyfriend as he squeezed at his throbbing erection.

His arm around the blonde as wings fluttered above him with that quiet whir as he stiffened up above him. So good, so good, so good. Too good, too good, too good. Too much. He twisted beneath the blonde while that white-hot heat ravaged him. Choking him. His hips thrusted weakly to aid the spurts leaving him with shaking pants being taken by the both of them through noses. And then much to his relief his orgasm began to ebb out of him with each weak throb leaving him. Lessening with each weak wave throbbing out of him.

Raking claws on their way out, he quickly found his back dropping to the ground with a gasp as his mouth dropped open. Hips thrusting weakly again when a dribble ran over his fingers. He felt Hizashi shudder above him with a croaked sound leaving him before he was slumping down into his chest. His weight holding him down as the blonde's stiff set relaxed with huffing gasps being taken against his throat. Kisses were showered over his throat had him laughing breathlessly when Hizashi kissed at his throat.

His collar bone. His head tipped back with his nose and lips nuzzling themselves up beneath his jaw with a croon leaving the blonde. A damn near purr with that husky pitch that sent tingles down his face when Hizashi lifted himself up. That deep, silver-blue blush of his smothering itself over freckled cheeks and him lifting his head up to kiss his cheeks. The bridge of his nose where those freckles were darkest. It was a smile bursting over the blonde's lips with husky giggles leaving him when he kissed that flushed face adoringly.

Rubbing his soiled hand against his thigh to reach up in favor of cupping that hot face delightedly. Kissing at the tip of his nose, his cheeks, his cheekbones and the arch of his brow. Lips kissed at his cheeks, the side of his nose, the tip of it, and on his forehead when possible. Soft fluttering kisses that he felt desperate to press to hat flushed face. He loves this man. Loves him to absolute death and his heart aches at the amount of love he could hold for one man. He kissed at Hizashi's face with that affection ready to return.

Giving it without a second thought to his boyfriend which had the man giggling above him with wings fluttering with a light breeze rushing over his skin when the blonde began to pull his hips backwards. He winced at the vulgar squelch when he slipped free but he hardly minded when he was nuzzling his nose and lips to that flushed cheek. He curled his arms tightly around Hizashi to hold himself tightly to him. It was a thrill . Laying here without a stitch of clothing on as they reveled in the absence of sex.

Being skin to skin with his boyfriend who was just as sweaty as himself. Skin sliding slickly against his as he smiled deliriously when kisses were pressed to his cheek threatening to make him giggle himself. He then blinked when Hizashi was pushing back quickly to which he let go of him in surprise. He was beautiful. With not a stitch of clothing on with his skin glistening faintly in the low lighting of the backyard? Wild blonde locks clinging to his skin? The sight of his softening erection glistening with lube?

The tremble to his legs? The adoration of that smile curling over his lips as green eyes blazed down at him? He was stunning. And then Hizashi was bending down with an arm curling beneath his right thigh and left knee and another around his lower back. And he was heaved up like he weighed little more than the blanket as he yelped with his hands shooting to grab onto his boyfriend who pulled him to his chest. He held onto the faery while being mindful of those fluttering, iridescent wings of his boyfriend's.

A quiet giggle leaving him despite his best effort to swallow it down when he was curled to the man's chest. His own softening erection resting against his thighs that were squished together had him squirming when lips trailed over his jaw. Coming up to press against his hot cheek when Hizashi spun on his feet to begin walking confidently through the grass. He glanced over his shoulder at their scattered clothing fluttering idly in the wind along the ground. The blanket with his prosthetic leg left behind.

The plug. The mead that had been tipped over and dribbled onto the blanket. He wanted to question it, but the blonde was striding forward confidently with the gras crunching beneath his feet when he turned his head to look at Hizashi. And then he was nuzzling his nose to Hizashi's with a surprised giggle leaving him when his boyfriend squeezed him closer to his chest with that adoring smile on his lips. A besotted, smitten adoration to his gaze that had his heart skipping wildly when lips came down on his once, twice.

Three times. Four. He slid his hand up to touch the sharp end of an ear that he then trailed his fingers down. Bringing his hand down to cup that hot cheek when he got a fifth kiss that was deepened into a sweet, tender kiss. One to get his toes curling at the adoration, the love poured into it that he returned without a second thought. Soft, gentle slides of soft lips against his as he pressed his palm firmly to that hot, freckled cheek when he slid his thumb along his cheekbone. Smearing a droplet of sweat.

He pulled back with a smack to find himself before his open bedroom window when Hizashi then kissed at the tip of his nose. There was a look of such utter adoration when eh felt arms swaying him slightly when he kissed at that hot cheek. Admiring the silver blue-ish color of his boyfriend's blush. Cupping his face when he trailed kisses down the side of the blonde's face earning himself a low, throaty chuckle. A stark contrast to those playful kisses when the blonde smiled at him and he was a damn fool for this man.

"I'll stay."