So this was totally intended as a one shot but then I thought, why not put pegging in the second chapter? Why not flesh out a full chapter to smut and keep this going? I honestly had a lot of fun with it and I hope that you all enjoy this first chapter of Denki getting his carpet munched like he deserves! And also, it was fun writing this poly ship! I had more fun with it than I thought! I've been itching to write a MonoShinKami fic since I came across Denki Darling on Tiktok! But I hope you all enjoy this first chapter and I'll see you all in the next one! Until we meet again ❤️
Denki has had his fair share of bad days. After all, he'd long since become used to them. He's had days that dragged on for what felt like an eternity. When it felt like it was squeezing him dry of his patience, of his energy and leaving him dead on his feet by the end of the day. He was used to being on his feet for hours only to collapse onto the couch or bed when he was finally off his patrol. He was used to running long hours from the early mornings to the late nights. Paired with his part time job bartending?
Well, fatigue was a familiar sensation to him. The ache in his feet, shoulders and back from running around all day. The weights he had to lift and shift, the people he had to carry, the kegs he worked with. Bodily fatigue was something he had long since become accustomed too by the young age of twenty-three when his hero career took off. But at twenty-six years old he felt run down. He felt like he had been scraped of his youthful glow by the world around him. With the realities of the real world that U.A only gave a glimpse of.
He never thought the extents of the fatigue would be as serious as they made it out to be. How he would feel running himself ragged on his patrols. To work himself to the bone only to come home dead on his feet. He hadn't been so prepared as to not expect it, but the reality was far different from the expectation. The reality where there was days where he was so exhausted he had to slump against the wall just to make it back to his apartment. When his legs trembled with that fatigue all he could do was to take his shades of.
Sway and stumble to his bedroom only to collapse on the bed. To have Shouto or Hanta wake him for dinner if he was staying at his old place. Neito and Hitoshi always seemed delighted in carrying him into the apartment off of his feet and helping him relax. To keep him from sparking into his overstimulation where he'd then pass out on the couch. Nothing prepared him for the reality that he would sleep harder on those long days of patrol. How exhausted he'd be running between two jobs just to make ends meet some months.
The fatigue that would dog him resulted in him chugging five-hour energy drinks and Monsters like there was no tomorrow. Drinking coffee just for the sake of staying on his feet for another thirty minutes. Another hour so he could just get through the final hours of his patrols. To keep himself perked up enough to be an approachable hero to the public. To keep that steady income coming from his agency. The reality was that hero work was harder than his school days had led him to believe. Even if he'd been warned.
The talks with Hizashi and Shouta had been enlightening in his teenage years when he'd hang out over at the Yamada-Aizawa household with Hitoshi back then. He'd been talked with many times the closer he got to graduation that this wouldn't be easy. And he'd accepted it wouldn't be. He'd been prepared for many outcomes when it came to joining the hero course, but he hadn't expected the fatigue. The body pain. The fact that he'd spent many a night swaying on his feet under the showerhead of his shower.
To work the tension off of his back. That he'd be so high strung going from one job to the next just to make it. He had long since accepted in his high school years when he saw the beginnings of his Lichtenburg scars forming on his arms that it would be an inevitability his arms would be covered in them. His chest and back. Standing in the elevator of his boyfriend's apartment building, he found himself staring blankly at the glowing button of the elevator Waving idly on his feet that ached like nothing else.
Even his calves were tingling and he couldn't help but wonder if the drop he took earlier off of that balcony possibly hurt him more than he originally thought. He sure was wobbly in the knees when he'd tried to walk it off and deny medical care. But some injuries were fickle. Some made themselves painfully clear the moment their were dealt to him. Some injuries didn't make themselves known right away day of. Sometimes he'd go to bed feeling fine only to wake to find an injury that needed a doctor's look at.
He hoped today wasn't one of those days. One of those injuries. Forcing his gaze from the glowing button with a blink, he dug in his pocket for his cell phone. Turning the screen on, he unlocked it before opening his texts with Hitoshi. He'd sent a text earlier asking if he could come over for the afternoon which he'd gotten a resounding yes from the indigo-haired man. He'd gone so far as to text Neito about it who had given him a rather enthusiastic yes as well. He'd never doubted that he was wanted by the men.
It had never been doubted when they wanted him to come round. He knew they were antsy for him to get the rest of his things into the apartment after they had invited him to move in with them full time after a year of dating. He had thought it fast and worried he'd be underfoot but his boyfriend took measures to prove he wouldn't be by making space for him. Accommodating their apartment to take him in and there was nothing more heart touching than that. Nothing sweeter than seeing his boyfriends do that for him.
All of these adjustments as he snuck more and more stuff over finally leading to today. The final day with the last of his things. Sighing out quietly to himself, he found himself adjusting the grasp on the bag dangling from his hand idly when he adjusted the strap on his shoulder. The final bits of his things that he'd grabbed from Hanta and Shouto's once shared apartment. He bounced lightly up onto his toes as he watched the red glowing number stopping on the fourth floor, he twisted his fingers into the handle.
The elevator bounced lightly as it came to a stop when he caught his own excited gaze in the reflective doors. There were bags under his eyes from his most recent patrol, but it wasn't anything like his indigo-haired boyfriend's. At least he was more clean shaven than Hitoshi but it didn't take away that he did look tired. And he supposes he is tired from work. From his late nights bartending. But he found himself more and more excited to bring more of his stuff over to the apartment at his boyfriends' insistence.
When he was waiting to get his name on the lease as well and approved to get keys to the building from the building manager. He wanted nothing more than to cuddle up to at least one of his boyfriends. It was wild to think that he, Denki Kaminari, had ended up with not only one but with two boyfriends. It was enough to blow anyone out of the water and here he was getting affection from two men who seemed to adore him somehow. Who seemed to love him so fervently when in the beginning it had looked impossible.
When Hitoshi had initially brought it up, he had been skeptical about the idea of an open-relationship due to all the bad he'd heard about it. All the cons. He'd worried he hadn't been enough for Hitoshi who had panicked. Assured him it was far from the case to which they brought it to couples therapy to work it out together. To establish boundaries, rules, and expectations. But the reality of this relationship he had with both of them? In all the nights he feared he wasn't enough? Well, Neito and Hitoshi became the world to him.
Neito meant just as much to him as he did to them. He adores his boyfriends. Loves them so desperately it physically hurt most days when he was being cuddled close with giggles in his ears. When Neito was brushing his hair from his face as he lounged back in Hitoshi's arms while Neito curled up in his. A comfortable cuddled position with himself in the middle never failed to melt him. He'd meant it from the day he confessed to Neito after those first six months that he loved him. That they meant everything to him.
And he was happy to be moving in with them full time rather than visiting on and off. The doors slid open with a light ding as he stepped out into the hallway with a quiet him just in time to hear a door creaking open as he adjusted his bag strap on his shoulder. The zippers jingling when he began to dig into his coat pocket for his keys when he turned to begin making his way down the hallway when he looked up curiously. Finding a blonde head poking itself out of a doorway he hesitated before beaming.
And then periwinkle blue eyes were sparkling at him with an answering smile curling over Neito's lips as his boyfriend stepped out of the apartment into the hallway. He happily rushed forward with a pep to his step as his duffel bag bounced lightly against his thigh when Neito rushed forward to meet him halfway. Hands reaching out towards him when he was within touching reach, to which he threw his arms around Neito. A laugh burst out of the other blonde who wrapped his arms around his waist.
Tugging him close to his broad chest with lips pressing to his cheek. His bag swayed with the strap threatening to slide off of his shoulder when lips peppered over his cheek in kisses as they swayed. He let himself be spun on his feet then walked backwards towards the apartment as he returned those soft kisses. Covering Neito's pink cheek in kisses with soft lips pressing to his own. Over the arch of his brow. His forehead. His temple. His cheeks. Kissing his face so tenderly it had him melting on his aching feet.
It had heat crawling up to his cheeks in a blush he could only assume to be as pink as Neito's face was when he looked up to angle them to the doorway. God, Neito wasn't extremely tall like their boyfriend, but he did have an inch on him. He didn't mind it one bit being a bit shorter than both of his boyfriends. If anything, it left him feeling small. Something they could tuck in their arms and held like a small stuffed animal they treasured. Kissing at Neito's jaw as he was tugged over the threshold, the door was slamming shut.
All because he was inevitably pushed against it. Huffing out at the impact as Neito showered his face in kisses that had him giggling when he let his bag slip from his shoulder to the floor with a thud. He shifted before curling his arms around the blonde's shoulders to hug him close to his chest. Kissing at that pink face in return before nuzzling his lips and cheek into that pink cheek. The scent of saffron and cinnamon of Neito's familiar cologne was comforting. Filling his chest to make his head sway.
"Well, it's nice to see you too, lovely! How are you doing, huh? You seem extra loving today!" He tried to put on a playful tone, but it was hard too when he was giggling at the soft kisses his blonde boyfriend was pressing to his cheek. The side of his face and his jaw with arms tightening around his waist. His heart jumped in his chest when he cupped the back of Neito's head when lips were coming down on his. Once, twice, three times with that fourth kiss deepening slightly before breaking off.
"Is there a reason I shouldn't seem loving for once?" Neito murmured against his lips in between kisses placed down against it before they crawled up to press against the corner of his mouth. And there was a delight to those periwinkle blue eyes that sparkled at him with a wicked smirk curling over Neito's lips. "I can't welcome my boyfriend home for the first time? Toshi and I were talking about doing something special for you anyways to commemorate your first time coming home!"
"And it's just your luck that you're the first one, huh?" He loved the way that lower lip pushed out slightly in a mocking pout when he giggled before leaning in to kiss at the tip of Neito's nose which had eyes sparkling at him. "Well, this is my last bag, and I didn't get to use my brand-new keys for the door but there's after dinner, yeah? I personally don't think you guys need to spoil me anymore than you already have but to each their own! Wanna help me get my bag in the bedroom and we can start putting stuff away?"
"Absolutely!" The blonde pulled away from him to reach down for his bag which was scooped up with the strap tugged over Neito's shoulder when the blonde spun on his feet to make his way down the small entry way. He chuckled before kicking at his shoes then lined them up neatly with Neito's. The muted thud of the blonde's feet ahead of him had him rushing to step up then down the small entry way. "Toshi said he'd be back before we head out which means he may or may not be squeezing in a shower!"
"Oh, don't be so hard on him, Nei! He works really hard for both of us and for himself! I think the man can wear his cologne to hide his stink once in a while!" Entering the open floor plan of the apartment, the kitchen and living room looking pristine as always when he noted the soft music playing from the speakers. A music channel playing on the TV was a low, comforting one when he looked at the open bedroom door where Neito sat his bag down at the end of the bed. "Why don't you come sit with me?"
"Or-" Neito spun on his feet with a wicked sparkle to that gaze with an evil grin curling over his lips. Coming to a stop in the bedroom doorway, the blonde tilted his head before cocking a hip slightly with that playfulness making itself all too abundant. He came to a stop mere step away from the other blonde when he smiled at him. "You can come lay down with me instead and we can relax on the bed? I know I've had a long day on patrol and so have you so why not join me in bed, hmm? Let me love you?"
"My goodness, you are something today, aren't you? I can't believe you're being so open about your wants! What a welcomed change, isn't it?" Despite his words, he was all too happy to make his way forward with the muted thuds of his socked feet over the wooden floors ringing out. Neito beamed as if he had somehow won with hands reaching out for him once more. He happily sped up to a light trot where he ran forward to scoop Neito up into his arms when the other blonde laughed at him with arms thrown around him.
"Don't act like you and Toshi don't love it when I give you a bit of shit! When I'm honest about what I want! Or would you rather I pout and kick up a fuss over something you don't notice?" He grinned up at that beaming face when Neito leaned in to kiss the bridge of his nose then the tip of it. A hand slid into his hair to scratch gently at his scalp when he made his way into the dim bedroom. Compared to the bright living room and kitchen, the setting was much darker in the bedroom in contrast.
"You're cute when you're sassy, you know that?" He made his way over to the bed with lips fluttering over his face once again in pecking kisses that he found himself happily returning. It wasn't often Neito was so openly affectionate; the other blonde was huffier than him and Hitoshi put together. A bit shyer with his emotions. When accepting or giving affection but today seemed different when he kissed at Neito's pink cheek when he threw them both down on the bed with the blonde in his arms laughing.
"And you look so fucking happy it's basically making you electrified, Denks!" He couldn't deny the happiness, the excitement, was thrumming under his skin with each soft kiss placed over his face when Neito then squirmed away to push up off the bed to make his way to the pillows and headboard. He happily followed after him when an arm curled around his side to rest a hand on his back as he was tugged close. He happily curled into Neito's hold with an arm sliding over his waist.
Tugging Neito closer to him, the arm wrapped around him tightened when lips fluttered over his chin to his jaw once again. Crawling up it to his warm cheek when legs began to push between his to tangle together which he was more than happy to comply with. He slid his hand idly over Neito's lower back with a giggle of his own when the blonde's lips and nose nuzzled into his cheek. "Thank you, by the way! For welcoming me home! I know you're going to drive Toshi crazy with all your bragging rights, aren't you, lovely?"
"You know I will." Neito murmured into his cheek this time with lips crawling over it to the corner of his mouth. He pressed down firmly in his idle rubs over the other blonde's lower back where muscles trembled when he felt the hand on his back begin to knead at the center of it at a knot. Slow, even circles into it that had him shivering with goosebumps breaking out over his skin beneath his sweater. "Now, why don't you focus on relaxing with me for now? Toshi will be home anytime and I kind of want you to myself first."
"Good thing that I like when you're greedy, lovely!" He kissed at the blonde's cheek before trailing down to the side of his neck where that head tilted slightly. Opening up the space for him with a shiver running over his boyfriend to which he tightened his arm around him. Making his way back up the slope of his neck to nip at his ear gently earning himself another shiver from the blonde in his arms. "Now are you going to stop teasing me? Are you going to kiss me already, lovely? Love me like you said?"
Neito hummed playfully then kissed at the corner of his mouth again firmly when he turned his face to catch those soft lips. Pressing firmly against those plush lips, they moved against his in a slow slide that he was more than happy to give back. Tightening his arm around the other blonde's waist, he hugged him close to his chest as he moved his lips against Neito's. The arm curled around his side shifted from around it to curl up around his shoulders with fingers sinking into his hair with nails scratching at him.
It sent a shiver down his back as he slid his hand along Neito's lower back in firm rubs as the other blonde curled into him. Pressing tightly together from chest to hip as lips moved against his against those thin, plush ones. A heavy bottom lip compared to that thinner upper lip, but he adored it. He loves kissing both Neito and Hitoshi. God knows he could lose his afternoon just like this with his boyfriends and it was always made better when he had someone in his arms, and someone cuddled to his back.
When he was receiving soft kisses along his neck and shoulder with hands sliding over him. Being loved by both boyfriends as he tried to return it back to them. He couldn't deny, however, that there was a simplicity in having them one-on-one with him. The light brush of his lips moving with Neito's filled the quiet of their dim bedroom. Theirs. It was a small jolt to realize that he was officially moved in. He was here to stay. There would be no leaving tomorrow morning to go back home to Hanta and Shouto's.
There would be no talking tonight on how to spend their last night together. No late-night cuddles that left him aching when he packed his bag and left the next day to go back to his apartment he used to share with Hanta. He was staying here. He was going to live here with Hitoshi and Neito. His boyfriends. Hanta had traded him for Shouto to move in and he'd traded them to live here. It was a giddy thought that had him kissing the other blonde with that delight which was returned to him without a second thought.
Slow, sweet kisses that held an adoring affection for them that had him absolutely melting. He never thought he'd love someone as much as he loves Hitoshi, but Neito was it. He couldn't deny they had their ups and downs, fighting over Hitoshi's attention and affection. Trying to be his number one despite the agreement of their relationships. It wasn't until Hitoshi started leaving them alone together that he found that, as stubbornly insufferable Neito was, that he had his charms. He had his good points.
He was stuck up, but he had fun tearing that prissy wall of his down. When he got to tug Neito into his lap with giggles leaving himself and snickers leaving the other blonde. Those feelings had taken time to grow when they'd been prepared for no shared feelings save for the ones that they both had towards Hitoshi. And yet despite the idea, the worry, he had found himself falling head over heels for Neito that seemed to come over night. Loving Neito the same way he did with Hitoshi, and he was adored in return.
He had never thought this relationship would work given their tension back in high school. The playful arguments over Hitoshi. But he'd found himself catching feelings for Neito around that four-month mark in their relationship. It had left him surprised when he tried venting to Hitoshi who told him point blank he had feelings. He didn't believe it until he hit that six month mark when he finally realized it for himself. When he found himself realizing that his feelings were there despite the initial denial.
At the time he had merely thought the butterflies were the beginning of friendship. Of a middle ground where they'd both get to love Hitoshi together when the reality had, once again, shattered his imaginings. Had shattered what he thought he knew. He loves twisting up with Neito and this afternoon was no different. It wasn't easy but he has come to love Neito as fervently as he loves Hitoshi. Neito was his and, much to his excitement, Neito always said the same to him. He was Neito's and Hitoshi's.
They were his. It was a euphoric thought that had him sighing out through his nose with a similar sigh fanning over his cheek. He slid his hand along Neito's lower back before curving forward along his waist to knead at him idly with his thumb moving to rub circles into him. Nails scratched at his head again sending tingles racing down his back as he twisted forward into Neito's hold. Curving into him in a way that would be far too inappropriate for company. A twist that his boyfriend fit himself into in response.
He pressed his lips firmly to those soft ones that melted to mold and curve against his. A familiar touch after all these months together. He felt that arm tightening around his shoulders with fingers curling to grab at his hair. Lips pressing back with that firmness as they moved slowly against his with breaths fanning over his warming cheek. He slid his hand along Neito's waist before moving it backwards. Sweeping it up his back which coaxed it to arch slightly with that chest pressing tightly against his own.
A quiet sound leaving Neito with that quiet brush of their moving lips ringing out. The rustle of their clothing rubbing together when he slid his hand down his back where he tugged playfully at the hem of his shirt. Was it one of his? Or one of Hitoshi's? He wished he'd looked longer but he'd been too wrapped up in having Neito's lips on his face. His arms around him. And he wouldn't have it any other way; he'd not be welcomed home in any way better than this. This was by far the best way to be welcomed home.
He moved his lips with Neito's when the hand in his hair scratched at him to which he tugged at the hem of his shirt again. Flipping it up to expose his lower back which he trailed his fingers over gently the warmth of his skin. Earning himself a hissing intake by the other blonde only to have that breath tremble over his cheek. He brushed his fingertips lightly over his lower back before fanning his hand out over the warmth of his skin where goosebumps rose under it. A shiver racing over the blonde in his arms.
He slid his hand up beneath his boyfriend's shirt earning himself a small gasp from the blonde who arched into him. As if he could get away from his hand but he happily slipped it up his back towards a shoulder blade before sliding it back down to his lower back. Up and down, up and down, up and down. An idle motion with the light brush of his palm over his boyfriend's skin mixing in with the quiet whisper of their moving lips. He felt the other blonde squirm slightly before hips nudged at his lightly.
A subtle push that he happily took the silent hint and rolled. Tugging Neito on top of him, the blonde straddled his waist with a squirm with lips sliding awkwardly against one another before Neito's pressed to his. Firm. Slow. It had him warm with each slide of those soft lips against his as he lifted his left hand up to join his right up beneath the hem of his shirt. Sliding his hands along the warmth of Neito's waist as lips moved against his in firm, slow slides that had him absolutely melting into the bed.
The quiet brush of their moving lips was deafening in the silence of the bedroom when he squeezed at his boyfriend's waist. Curving his hands to his back to slid up beneath his shirt to coax it into arching. His chest arching down to press tightly against his as lips moved against his. There was a budding passion to that kiss that bled into it like an undercurrent; unsuspecting. If he hadn't been paying attention, he was sure he would have missed it, but he didn't. It'd be impossible not to know where this was going to go.
What Neito could possibly want from him. He returned that spark of passion without a second thought as his boyfriend's chest pressed tightly to his. Hips squirming above him before they gave a curious nudge down against him. Rocking side to side briefly as if to test the waters; and he was more than happy to press his hips up against the other blonde's before rocking up. A gentle side to side motion that had Neito melting into his chest when hips began to rock down against him in an idle back and forth.
They followed along with that idle side to side motion as he slid his hands along Neito's back. Lips pressed harder to his which he was more than delighted to return to the other blonde. A light smack came to break up the quiet whispering of their moving lips. He swept his hands down his boyfriend's back causing it to arch slightly with hips pressing down firmly against him. A sharp exhale fanning over his warming cheek with another of those quiet sounds leaving his boyfriend. A quiet sound to set him ablaze.
And he slid his hands down in a caress over his ass. There wasn't much in terms of ass on Neito but just enough to hold onto. Perfect in his hands. He slid his hands over the curve of his ass in an idle stroke up and down before squeezing at him tearing a low moan out of the blonde above him with hips pressing down fervently against him. Sliding his hands back up his back, he caught the quiet ping of a phone from the living room. He didn't pay it mind when Neito squirmed above him when he arched his hips up to rock firmly against him.
Lightly, playfully dragging his nails along his boyfriend's back that had goosebumps raising over it. His heart skipped wildly against his chest before settling into a light sprinting rhythm when he felt hips squirming in their idle rocking. It had him breathless when he slid his hands forward along the blonde's sides getting him to squirm. Hips rocked down against his when he curved his hands backwards to sweep up his back with nails dragging lightly over his shoulder blades. A light scratch that had Neito whining.
He felt the blonde squirm before his hips arched up to press against him with their rocking when he then used the momentum to flip them over again. Neito hit the bed with a grunt flying out of the blonde when lips broke away from one another with a sharp smack ringing out with his hands pressing to the mattress. But the blonde beneath him didn't seem to care one bit when hands reached for the hem of his shirt. He swallowed when hands slipped beneath his shirt where fingers fanned out over his skin with another whine.
Neito's head pressing back into the pillow with his face tipping up as blonde lashes fluttered on red cheeks. And he happily dove down to press his lips against those soft ones again as hands began to slide over his sides in an idle up and down motion. Nails scratching lightly at his skin before curving forward towards his stomach causing the muscles to quiver viciously. He let out a sharp exhale through his nose as he pressed his lips harder to Neito's as he abandoned that slow, lazy kiss for something casual.
Something that held a spark of heat that was returned to him by Neito who slid his hands up hesitantly to which he let out a hum. Fingers slid over his mastectomy scars blindly before coming up to cup his chest gently with a light squeeze that had shivers racing down his back when palms began to brush lightly over his nipples. Fingers trailing over them on that downwards stroke that had him shuddering when palms brushed over them on that upwards stroke. Shuddering when hips abandoned their rocking.
Grinding up against him instead to which he was more than giddy to return to Neito with an idle grind down against him. Fingers trailed over his nipples again as they began to perk up beneath his touch. Those tingles raced under his skin to pool into his stomach. Kissing his boyfriend with that spark of heat, that quiet passion, had the blonde squirming beneath him. Palms brushing over his hardening nipples when fingers came together to pinch at them sharply sending another wave of tingles down to his stomach.
He exhaled shakily through his nose when Neito's lips pressed harder to his. Hips grinding up against him in that idle speed had him squirming in between his own tight grinding down against the other blonde who hummed at him with fingers increasing the strength of their pinch on his nipples. It wouldn't be the first time Neito "welcomed" him home with a make out session with heavy petting. With touches to his sensitive chest. But today he couldn't deny that he wanted Neito right here and now.
Felt that desire twisting lazily through him before grabbing at his bones in a vice tight grasp. He shuddered when that heat flickered beneath his skin when Neito increased the strength of his pinch on his nipples before twisting idly. A light back and forth before tugging on them. And God, it had him whining out when he ground his hips down tightly against the squirming blonde beneath him. He leaned his weight onto his left hand to sneak his right hand up his shirt over his stomach which quivered beneath his touch.
Sliding up towards his chest where he flicked his fingers over a hardened nipple that he then giddily pinched delicately. Twisting much like the fingers on his had his boyfriend whining out at him from his ministrations to which he happily twisted with more force to get that chest rising up. Pressing into his hand with a huff fanning over his cheek when Neito tugged sharply at his nipples sending a wave of tingles down to pool into that ache. Fingers tugged sharply at his nipples again with that pinch increasing.
Tearing a trembling moan out of him when he squirmed. Grinding his hips down in tight, fervent circles had Neito squirming beneath him with a groan. God, he'd been content to wait for Hitoshi to come home before he did anything sexual, but he didn't mind this. Didn't mind spending time with his blonde boyfriend like this. How could he not? How can he not want this man as much as he wants Hitoshi? It had him shuddering when fingers tugged sharply at his nipples a third time before twisting at them firmly.
It had a light burn tearing over his nipples to which he squirmed at the friction of those twists when fingers let go only for thumbs to rub over his areola before swirling inwards to press down on his hardened nipples. Rubbing firmly over them to get his hips squirming in between his grinds when a jolt ran down to his crotch at the ruthless flick of fingers at his nipples. He then felt hands sliding down his chest to pull out from beneath his shirt to tug at the hem of his shirt. And then he gave another insistent tug.
Flipping it up to which he happily took that silent cue to break off the kiss with another sharp smack when he gave a few hard grinds down. Tight circles that had Neito whimpering out when hands began to tug his shirt up towards his chest. The fabric bunched up in trembling fists to which he happily leaned back on his heels. Grabbing at the fabric bunched up to his chest to lift up over his head with hands sliding down his chest to his stomach. Muscles jumping to quiver viciously under his boyfriend's hands.
He shuddered when he got the shirt up then tossed it over the side of the bed. Hands came back up where fingers traced his mastectomy scars. The Lichtenburg scars lining and forming along his chest. There was a heat to those periwinkle blue eyes; a desire meant for him. He'd never understand how he got one let alone two men to stare at him with such desire the way that they did. He'd been painfully self-conscious after his double mastectomy but his then-only boyfriend, Hitoshi, had supported him the entire time.
When Neito came into it, they had let him know he was a transgender female to male. The blonde had merely shrugged with that "so what?" manner about it. And God knows it had his skin ripping with heat to see those periwinkle blue eyes roaming over him with a lustful desire that had his heart jumping in his chest. Hands slid along his waist when lips parted as hips ground up against him to which he happily leaned forward. Tugging at Neito's shirt which had the blonde's hands flying away from his waist to the hem of his shirt.
And he watched with delight as muscles flexed and trembled with that shirt being bunched upwards. He let his gaze roam over Neito's stomach where that soft dusting of blonde hair ran beneath his navel only to disappear beneath the waistband of his pants. Right where it began to thicken. It had him grinding his hips forward against Neito earning himself a whine when his boyfriend jerked his shirt up over his head and tossed it over the side of the bed. Pupils expanding rendered that blue to mere rings of color.
He leaned forward before easing himself down with hands sliding over his stomach up to his chest again where fingers traced lightly around his areola's before trailing over his nipples with hips grinding up against him. He giddily leaned down to capture those soft lips in a fierce kiss was returned to him. Returned without a drop of hesitation. He slid his lips against those soft ones as he admired the plushness to them. Not quite full but God if they didn't feel good on his when fingers trailed over his hardened nipples.
Grinding his hips down against Neito had the blonde whining at him again with palms brushing over his nipples lightly on their upwards brush and trailing fingers on downward caresses. Trembling breaths being taken were loud in the dimly lit bedroom with the quiet rustle of clothing rubbing together. He ground himself fervently against Neito who squirmed beneath him. Kissing him with all the passion he dared to pour into the kiss only to have it returned tenfold. It had him grinding his hips in tight circles.
And he swore he could feel the blonde's cock twitching beneath him. He squirmed at the sensation with a huff flying out of him when he felt those tingles pooling into his stomach twisting into that ache. Wrapping around his lower half in a vise grip that had his inner walls spasming together with a jolt running up his back. He squeezed his thighs together slightly only to arch his back at the throb given when he squirmed. Ground himself down in tight circles against his boyfriend who squirmed beneath him.
Hips arching up to grind against him fervently shaking breaths fanning over his hot cheek. He slid his hand along his boyfriend's chest before sliding down over his stomach where he dragged his nails lightly above the waistband of his pants. Playfully to get hips bucking up against him before grinding tightly against him. God, he swore nothing turned him on more than feeling the blonde grind up against him, but he wanted something better. He pulled back to break the kiss with Neito chasing after him.
One, two, three pecking kisses when he pulled back from between his spread legs. Instead choosing to straddle his boyfriend's waist with his groin pressed firmly to the other blonde's. A firm press down when he slid his hips in a slide had them both moaning out when he was tugged at. Lips parting as that gaze blazed up at him with that hungry lust. Sliding his hips in another rub down against his boyfriend had him whimpering when he gave a playful grind before diving down to press his lips to those soft plush ones giddily.
Pressing down firmly before they slid in a blazing kiss. The smack of their moving lips brought with it a light smack as he squirmed before sliding his hips again to rub himself against the twitching bulge beneath him. And fuck if he couldn't feel that twitching through the blonde's pants with hips arching up to grind against him. He could feel himself growing wet if the rub against his boxers said anything about how excited he was. Unfairly excited as he rubbed himself in firm slides against the blonde beneath him.
Sliding his lips quickly against Neito's who pressed his lips against his harder. That lustful hunger and desire coloring their kiss into something hotter. Something steamy. And he fucking loves it. There was nothing he loved more than to have a moment like this with his blonde boyfriend. With both of his boyfriends. God, he loves it when he was pulled into an impromptu make out session by Hitoshi or Neito. When he was standing in the kitchen only to be coaxed over to the couch where he was yanked into a lap.
Hands sliding over his back and sides until he was flushed and giggling. Until he was growing flushed from the passionate kisses laid on him. To have Neito all but drag him to bed to welcome him home was a common occurrence. This was a common occurrence but fuck if it didn't get him hot. If it didn't have him rubbing shamelessly against his blonde boyfriend who moaned up at him with hips grinding up against for that firm rub. God, his boxers were getting wet. Faster than he truly thought they'd get.
Faster than fucking anything as his clit throbbed lightly with inner walls clamping tightly together. Hot, hot, hot. He was getting hot. He rubbed himself down against his boyfriend when hands slid along his waist before sliding up his sides. The quiet brush of the blonde's soft palms moving over his skin was a deafening sound when he squirmed slightly. A sharp breath fanning over his hot cheek with soft lips moving against his with that fervent desire that he couldn't stop himself from responding in kind too.
Answering it with his own desire, his own passion, that burned into the kiss when nails dragged lightly up and down his sides. Tracing idle shapes with blunt edges that had his skin breaking out in goosebumps when he shuddered. Rubbing himself down shamelessly against Neito had the blonde groaning out at him with nails dragging down his sides to his waist. Where they playfully dragged above the waistband of his pants. It had him bucking his hips forward with a whine leaving him when fingers met below his navel.
Right at his happy trail. He shuddered with hips moving faster while his boyfriend ground up against him. He could feel him getting hard beneath him with twitches of his clothed cock. It had him moaning into the kisses as lips slid frantically with that passion burning into their kiss. A hunger that he returned in kind as he moved his left hand down to slid along Neito's thigh. He slid his hips back and forth, back and forth, back and forth against him as his boxers were soaked through rather quickly as he whined.
Arching his back slightly with a moan bursting out of him when Nieto thrusted up against him with a harsh buck of his hips. Hands slid down along his thighs to squeeze at him as hips ground up in tight circles against him he slid his hips back and forth. Rubbing himself shamelessly against Neito when he pressed himself down further to soothe that ache. The throbbing of his inner walls clamping down together and the blood swelling to his clit. He was hot, hot, hot. He'd never get enough of Hitoshi.
Of Neito. God, how much luckier could he get than to have these two men? To have them want him of all people? It sent a shiver down his back at the low groan leaving Neito when he pressed down against him hard. Hard, hard, hard to soothe his aching groin as he rubbed himself firmly against him only to get that groan cresting louder. Hands sliding along his thighs to come back up to his waist where they held onto him. He gave a playful grind when he then felt a soft brush across his lower lip.
A light trace over it in a fluttering lick that had him groaning when he opened his mouth up. And those hands slid up his sides to his chest where they fanned out again with fingers flicking blindly over his nipples before giving sharp pinches to them. Tugging with a twist that had him giddily opening his mouth with his tongue moving in an over eager movement. Scraping against the edges of his teeth when he met Neito's tongue with a groan leaving the blonde beneath him. Tongues moving to meet together.
Sliding his tongue in a slick rub against his boyfriend's had that tongue flicking at his playfully as he pressed his lips firmly to the blonde's. Playfully massaging his tongue to his boyfriend's as he kept up those firm slides that had his thighs twitching with knees threatening to slip over the blanket. To spread himself wider which he let himself sink into without a second thought when he whimpered at the sharp pinch to his nipples followed by a tug. Twisting idly side to side with enough friction to make them burn.
It had his whimper cresting into a keening moan as he rubbed himself against Neito. So hot, so hot, so hot. He was so hot already and he wanted nothing more than to lose his afternoon with Neito like this. There was nothing better than it. And judging by the twitching bulge forming beneath him of a hardening erection he knew the sentiment was shared. It had him moaning out as he twisted his tongue with Neito's with shaky breaths fanning over his hot cheek with that quiet sound of their moving tongues ringing out.
The shaking breaths being taken by the both of them. The rub of fabric on fabric. The wetness he could feel soaking slowly into his boxers as his crotch ached with its light throbbing. It had him moaning in unison with his boyfriend who tugged at his nipples again before twisting side to side. And then he gave a playful figure eight roll of his hips down against his boyfriend who moaned up at him again with a shrill volume. He hadn't thought Neito would take them to the bedroom when he first texted him.
He wanted to get his last bag over the threshold and to talk about dinner plans together. But this was a very welcome change to what he'd had in mind. He didn't know who would be topping who, but he had not a problem in taking up that role. When they'd all begun dating, they had all stated their positions in the bedroom. Hitoshi is a top, himself and Neito switches. That's what perhaps made it the most fun; knowing he wasn't the only switch. That he could top and bottom with one of his boyfriends.
It had him whining as he rubbed himself down against his boyfriend again with a tight back and forth slide of his hips. Clinging onto the blankets of the bed while fingers tugged sharply at his nipples before letting go to flick ruthlessly at them. It had him whimpering at his boyfriend when he gave another squeeze to his chest that had his breath catching in his throat. Rubbing, twisting, sliding his tongue against Neito's who flicked, swirled, and rubbed his tongue back against his own with shaking breaths racing over his cheek.
Identical to his own shallowly racing breaths as he rubbed himself down against his boyfriend who moaned up at him. Hips arching up to press that twitching bulge against him firmly with each drag merely leaving him feeling wetter than the last. It had him shuddering when he abandoned his rubs to grind down against Neito when he twisted his tongue with the other blonde's. There was another ping of a cellphone, but it went ignored. Happily ignored. It didn't have it's place in the here and now where nothing mattered but Neito.
Rubbing his tongue to his boyfriend's, he hummed into the kiss when Neito's phone began ringing in the other room. He felt that prick of irritation when Neito's hips jumped up causing them to roll again. He didn't mind it one bit when that tongue rubbed against his before flicking playfully which he returned without a second thought. And then Neito pulled back from the kiss with a smack as trembling breaths were taken. And then lips were pressing to his cheek. Down to his jaw in fluttering kisses across it.
Then his head dipped down to kiss below his jaw against the fluttering pulse point. He happily tipped his head back to offer his throat up when Neito kissed down it with a playful nip before coming down to his collar bones. Kissing at his fluttering chest when he caught the quiet rustle of the comforter beneath them did, he open his eyes to blink. Was he-? Oh. Oh. He gasped in when lips pressed to his nipple before moving down to softly kiss the shape of his mastectomy scar with all the reverence to get him choked up.
Then his boyfriend began to move downwards, hands sliding along his waist before fingers curled into the waistband of his pants and boxers. Lips trailed down his chest down his solar plexus before coming down to his stomach. Trailing kisses over his skin had the muscles of his stomach jumping in a vicious quiver. Coming down below his navel to kiss at the start of his happy trail before lips fluttered down it to the waistband of his pants. Blonde lashes fluttered before periwinkle blue eyes were focusing up on him.
Pupils blown wide with that desire when fingers tugged cautiously at his clothing. A silent question he found himself nodding at. And then Neito sat up with hands tugging at his pants and boxers to which he lifted his hips up. Helping to make it easier as his clothing was tugged down to his thighs then to his knees. Flying down his legs to his ankles which Neito took the time to get off with his socks. His clothing was then thrown off the side of the bed to the floor with a quiet whump when he shivered at the cool air.
It hardly mattered when Neito was kissing his knee before crawling forward with soft kisses pressed over his inner thigh causing the muscles to jump. Soft kisses that made their way up towards that juncture between his thigh and his crotch to which he let his legs fall open as he reached down. Twisting his fingers into blonde locks to hold them away from Neito's face as he dragged his teeth over his bottom lip. Breaths racing through his nose on a hitch as Neito crawled closer to his crotch. How wet did it look?
Was he really wetter than he thought? He whimpered with his hips arching up when his boyfriend pressed a kiss up to his hip rather than diving down. Soft kisses trailed over it with a sharp nip that had tingles racing under his skin as he squirmed slightly. Loving it when Neito kissed his way from his hip to below his navel to the top of his happy trail. And then, just as he had when his pants had been up, soft lips began pressing soft kisses to his happy trail. Making his way back down with firm kisses.
Hands slid along his thighs when he watched his boyfriend making his way down. Kissing down to that point where his happy trail began to thicken to which his boyfriend soldiered on. Making his way down as it thickened into the blonde curls that covered his pelvis. Wiry just like the curls of hair covering his chest. He tightened his hold on those blonde locks with a squeeze that had his boyfriend groaning up at him when the blonde kissed down his pelvis. Moving down to his pubic mound with firm kisses that he trailed down.
Placing soft, fluttering kisses along the seam of his labia when he pressed a firm kiss above his swollen clit. And then he was opening his mouth to softly suck at his labia when the heat of his mouth had his hips bucking. Sucking the skin into his mouth with a gentle swirl of his tongue. Sucking delicately to keep it from being overwhelming. He fucking loves it even as he gasped with his teeth dragging over his lip at the sheer tease. It had him whining at his boyfriend who sucked softly at his labia before lifting his mouth up.
Kissing at the shining spot before fluttering down with pecking kisses along the seam of his labia. He spread his thighs wider to which he felt his labia parting ever so slightly from the pull of his spread. It had periwinkle blue eyes burning at the sight before him before flicking up to his face. He whimpered in a keening pitch with his hips arching up higher to welcome the blonde to please, please do it. There was another ping from the other room much to his annoyance, but it didn't matter at that moment.
Not when he was throwing his head back to the pillow with a moan when Neito's tongue pressed against his entrance. Moving up to give a long, deep lick through the wet folds of skin. Parting his labia with his tongue where the tip flicked at his swollen clit. And then he was ducking back down with another long lick being given to get him moaning in a keening pitch as he tightened his fingers on blonde locks. Neito moved down to rub his tongue against the entrance of his vagina before lapping at the wet folds of skin.
Licking at him like he was a sweet treat. And then his boyfriend's tongue was coming up to lap over his swollen clit. The middle of it rubbing gently against it, he couldn't help a moan as his thighs trembled lightly at the pleasure it sent pooling into his stomach. Hands slid along his outer thighs in a caress before curling under his knees. Lifting then coaxing his legs up over his shoulders which he was more than happy to give in to. There didn't need to be much silent encouragement from his boyfriend to drape his legs down his back.
He squeezed his thighs to Neito's head who was gently rubbing his tongue to his clit before pulling away. Lapping at his wet folds like he was delicious. It had him tightening his thighs slightly with nails dragging over his boyfriend's scalp with a low moan which was echoed by his boyfriend when he dipped down. His mouth closed around his entrance where he suckled playfully at it tearing a cry out of him at the resulting pleasure. God, if there was anything he loved about his boyfriends it was their oral skills.
Fuck, Hitoshi had his tongue pierced as a graduation present from his father and God knows the indigo-haired man was wicked with it. Always grinding and undulating it against his entrance or rubbing it over his clit. Neito had a fondness for sucking at his entrance the way he was now with his tongue rubbing against it as he gasped in a breath only for it to fly out on a mewling whimper. His blonde boyfriend lifted his mouth up then lapped his tongue through his folds with another light flick of the tip of his tongue to his clit.
Hands squeezed at his outer thighs before sliding in a soothing circuit from his hips to his knees; over and over. Nails dragging lightly when Neito gave another of those deep licks that had his hips arching up with a moan flying out of him. Shuddering when the blonde between his legs then closed his mouth around his clit. Sucking it into his mouth where the middle of his tongue rubbed against it firmly. Rubs that had his thighs trembling with a keening moan bursting out of him at that repeated licking.
And then that annoyance pricked its head again when the blonde's phone began ringing in the living room. He tightened his legs around Neito to keep him from moving. Not that he feared the blonde would move now. He gasped when he began to give him a consistent suction on his clit with firm sucks that had him crying out. Squirming the blonde flicked his tongue playfully at his clit before rubbing the middle of it again to it. Using the tip to get under the clitoral hood to the bundle of nerves directly.
An action that had his legs jerking and jolting at the resulting bolts of electricity it sent through him each time the tip of his tongue brushed over the bundle of nerves. Rubbing against it with enough pressure to get his thighs shaking. And then this wicked, wicked man began to spell the alphabet against his clit while giving him that consistent suction. It had him crying out again at the pleasure pooling into his stomach. Tightening into him with heat razing under his skin with each shape the blonde made with his tongue.
Tightening his hold on his hair by the time he was getting that delightful F and G shape that had him moaning shamelessly with hands tightening on his thighs. And then an arm was moving; shifting with a hand sweeping up his stomach up to his chest blindly where fingers drifted over a mastectomy scar before coming up. The pads of his fingers rubbing over his areola firmly before coming together to pinch at his hard nipple. It had him moaning down at his boyfriend who continued with his playful alphabet.
Whimpering when fingers increased the strength of their pinch tearing another shout of him. Ohhhh, their neighbors were going to hate having him living here with his boyfriends if they didn't already. If they didn't already despise how active Neito and Hitoshi's sex life was. He'd seen it. He'd heard it. After all, he'd been in attendance for the sex marathon that Neito pulled together for Hitoshi's twenty-sixth birthday. He moaned at that memory when Neito got to that lovely L and M shape that had his thighs squeezing together.
Rubbing together on either side of Neito's head. He was making quick work through the alphabet but he didn't mind if he did it again. If he did it slower. The suction paired with those shapes had him moaning above him with a yank on his hair that had his suction breaking off in favor of a moan. And fuck, if it didn't have him squirming at the vibrations of that moan fanning over his clit. His back arched slightly from the bed when Neito completed his firm O and the P followed quickly by Q. Fuck, it was good.
Ohhhh, those letters were doing magical things for him as the tip of Neito's tongue prodded at his clit in between with playful flicks. His fingers pinching sharply at his nipple before twisting side to side to give him that light friction burn that had him moaning at his boyfriend. Encouraging him onwards even as his thighs squirmed on either side of his head. The phone ringing in the living room was forgotten. It's pings of texts. Everything outside of their bedroom didn't matter. There was no world outside of him and Neito.
The only thing that mattered to him in this moment was his boyfriend. His Neito eating him out so fucking good it had him moaning out delightedly. Shamelessly with growing volume when the blonde got to S, T, and U quickly with firm flicks at his clit. Prodding at it to get him moaning encouragingly with a yank on the fistfuls of hair that he held in his hands. God, he couldn't have been stuck with two men who gave oral better. He knew it was merely months of taking his cues for them to develop a pattern but he fucking loves it.
His breaths raced into a light, panting speed as fingers twisted at his nipple again giving him that friction burn to get him keening out a moan at his boyfriend. Hips arching up to press himself against the blonde's mouth who flicked his tongue wickedly with that V and W shape. Sharp flicks before ending it with that delightful X, Y, and Z that had him moaning. Grinding himself against the blonde's mouth when his mouth lifted up away from his clit to lap over it. Rubbing the middle of his tongue against it in wicked rubs.
Then the hand resting on his inner thighs moved before lifting up between his legs. He lifted his head giddily to watch Neito suck at his labia firmly as he let out a shuddering breath when the blonde released his suction on them to dip his tongue back into the wet folds of skin. Fingers pressing against the entrance of his vagina. Pushing firmly at him when he sucked in a breath only for it to fly out on a cry when two fingers. Middle and ring fingers sinking into him with little resistance with a wet squelch.
The pads of those fingers rolled circles into his inner walls much to his delight when his boyfriend's phone began to ring again. It had both of them groaning out at the insistence of this faceless person trying to reach him. He'd be damned if he let a phone call be the thing that got Neito to pull away. Not when he was lapping at his wet folds and clit like he was ice cream. When his fingers felt so fucking good inside of him as they rubbed at his inner walls. Curling ever so slightly when the blonde between his labia.
He lapped his way back up to cover his clit where he began to rub the middle of his tongue against it firmly. God, it had him twisting and writhing with hips bucking up to press into Neito's suckling mouth. It had the blonde humming softly around his clit with his tongue flicking playfully at it to which he whimpered shrilly. Fingers then pulled back before thrusting into him with a slick squelch. He moaned encouragingly at his blonde boyfriend as his dug his heels into the middle of Neito's back who kept up a gentle suction on his clit.
Fingers pulled back again before thrusting into him with another squelch before he began to settle into a shallow thrusting speed. Squelches ringing out left him wondering how much of it was his own wetness and which was Neito's saliva. He groaned at that ringing phone starting up a second time but God, he didn't fucking care. Whoever was calling be damned at the moment, he'd make sure that Neito called them back after. Fingers thrusted into him quickly when his blonde boyfriend began to rub his tongue against it.
Playful, wicked rubs before lifting his mouth up with the tip of his tongue flicking at it. And God, the way he was licking at him had his thighs shaking as fingers thrusted with that wet squelch. He pressed his head back into the pillow with his hips canting up once again to press himself against Neito's mouth. Squirming, twisting, as the bl onde lapped at him with flicks against his clit. Ohhhhh, God, he couldn't get enough of it. He couldn't get enough of that mouth lapping at him with fingers thrusting into him shallowly.
Listening to those wet squelches ringing out that punctuated each thrust. So hot, so hot, so hot. He was so fucking hot he felt ready to burst into flames. Smolder away into a pile of ash. He was ready to fall apart with each lap of that tongue against the wet folds of skin before coming up to lick at his clit. Paired with those thrusting fingers? Rubbing at his inner walls? God, he could come from this alone. He fucking loves it when his boyfriends at him out with this ravenous, determined hunger of theirs until he wailed.
He squirmed when fingers began to curl in that "come here" motion that had his breaths hitching at the thought of him possibly finding it. Of rubbing into his g-spot and yet the blonde seemed to be missing it. Or was he purposefully missing it? He had not a clue but God if that squelching wasn't loud. Was he really that wet? Or was it a mix of it all? He wished he knew as his pants huffed out of him with his hands tightening in soft blonde locks. Pushing Neito's face tightly, fiercely against his dripping pussy.
A wanton moan bursting out of him as he pressed his head back into the pillow. Arching his hips up to grind against his face which earned him a moan from the blonde between his shaking thighs. He dragged his nails over his scalp as he rocked his hips against the blonde's mouth with a gasping moan. Twisting, writhing, squirming restlessly as he found himself gasping in his ragged pants as his hair rubbed over his pillow. Fingers curled in just enough to rub at his inner walls with a pressure that had his moans dropping.
Twisting into that guttural pitch when Neito thrusted his fingers sharply. Snapping thrusts that had him gasping when the blonde was rubbing his tongue against his clit again with firm licks that had his thighs trembling. Squirming when Neito's fingers were pulling out of him with a slick squelch. Why? Why, why? He wanted to howl in protest when the blonde was dipping his head down with a firm lick against his entrance that had him gasping. Twisting when the blonde's tongue then pushed at his entrance.
Slick fingers slid up through the wet folds of skin before coming up to fan out in a V formation on either side of his clit. Where they, much to his delight, began to rub around it firmly. He threw his head back on a keening cry when Neito's tongue pushed into him. Sliding into him slickly with the heat of his mouth pressing against him as that tongue slipped into it. Further, further, further, further when his back arched when it undulated up to rub at his inner wall much to his delight. Ohh, it had him moaning at his boyfriend desperately.
His hands yanking at blonde locks when he gasped in a breath with his hips jumping to grind against his face. Earning a keening moan from his boyfriend who rubbed at his inner wall with his tongue before pulling his tongue back slightly before thrusting it into him again. Oh, oh, he was boiling in his own skin. Absolutely burning up. He panted raggedly in heaving hitches as he clung onto the anchor that was Neito's blonde locks of hair. Pushing on his head to keep his mouth pressed tightly against him.
Light, wet squelches ringing out. The blonde's tongue pulled before thrusting into him again much to his delight when his boyfriend licked at him in a lazy, undulating rub up with that thrust. Fingers kept their V formation but that tight rubbing hat his lashes fluttering as his eyes threatened to roll back on him. Fuck, he swore he'd never been eaten out with more fucking hunger than he was now. It felt like Neito was trying to eat him from the bottom out. It had his thighs shaking as he ground his hips up against his face.
Keeping up that firm press on his head to get Neito moaning at him on that keening pitch. He held him against his wet skin as fingers rubbed at his clit before coming together to pinch delicately at it. It had him jolting with a shrill shout leaving himself when the blonde between his shaking thighs moaned out at him. A low, guttural sound that had him shuddering when that tongue began thrusting into him with a gusto that had him moaning shrilly. Rubbing at his inner walls with that lazy rub with each thrust in.
Fuck, he loves it. When his inner walls clamped around that tongue in a throb, it had Neito moaning at him again. And he lifted his head up only to whimper to find those periwinkle blue eyes on him. Burning at him. He caught sight of Neito's hips grinding down against the bed which merely set a new fire under his skin when he threw his head back with another moan. God, at this damn point did he want to top Neito? Or did he want the blonde to pound him into the bed? To fuck him until he was a howling, shaking mess?
To throb around that erection until he was bouncing in his lap with the blonde holding onto him? It had him squirming with gasping pants when he shouted out again at the quick thrusts of that tongue. The way Neito was licking at him like he was a damn honey pot that he needed to get nook and cranny of. Fingers then slid down through folds of skin to gather that wetness on them before coming back up to roll slow, firm circles into his throbbing clit. Pairing it with the light suction at his entrance Neito began to use.
And God he swore he could die happy. He could boil alive in his own skin right now and he'd do it the happiest man on the planet. He let out a keening moan when he squirmed with his hips grinding tightly against Neito who moaned into him again. Ohhhh, his mouth was so fucking hot! And the pleasure of his tongue thrusting, licking, and rubbing had him falling apart at the damn seams it felt. He couldn't breathe without it feeding into another wave of pleasure ripping up his back that pooled into his stomach.
God, he loves this man! Loves, loves, loves Neito something fierce. His thighs trembled as he held the blonde tightly to his crotch with gasping moans snapping out of him breathlessly. The blonde's moans muffled themselves into his skin that had vibrations had shivers racing up his back when he bucked up with a gasp. Fuck, his boyfriend was eating him alive. It had his back arching up from the bed at the fervent way the man licked at his inner walls. Lapping, flicking, swirling his tongue against him.
His inner walls clamped down around that moving tongue with the hand resting on his chest coming down to squeeze at his shaking thigh. Fingers continued slow, firm circles over his clit slickly as it throbbed. He could feel the faint stirrings of an orgasm fluttering in his stomach from his boyfriend's ministrations. And fuck if it didn't have him squeezing his thighs to his boyfriend's head fiercely with a keening moan. Clawing at his scalp with fingers tugging sharply at his hair had the blonde between his legs moaning.
As if he knew he was teetering on that edge he was clawing closer too as he writhed beneath his boyfriend who rubbed faster at his throbbing clit. His tongue thrusting at a new speed that had him shouting as he clawed at the blonde's head. Shoving him tightly to his skin with that slick squelch of his moving tongue and fingers against wet skin. It was by far the one thing he loved about Neito eating him out; he always did it with such devotion. If he caught the slightest inkling, he was close did he step it up.
How everything went from a six to a ten without much time in between to process it but he adores it. Grinding his hips against Neito's face giddily with his hair rubbing over the pillow as his back arched from the bed he clutched at those blonde locks desperately. Treating them as an anchor when his boyfriend moaned into him sending vibrations over him that had his toes curling tightly. Shouting out as he pressed his head back to the pillow when he felt that tongue rolling in a circle shape that had his hips jumping up.
Thrusting against his face as he squirmed restlessly with heaving gasps being taken. Deafening sounds in their quiet bedroom when he lifted his head up to peek down only to find, yet again. those periwinkle blue eyes focus on him. Like he was a God. Like he was sexiest fucking thing alive. Like he was the sole point of his desire. Something that Neito was going to devour the second he had a chance. And again, the blonde pulled back with his tongue slipping out of him only to give a lock like through drenched folds of skin.
Coming back up where fingers rolled tight circles into his clit before sliding down with his tongue replacing it. Another switch up he didn't mind one bit. Neito's tongue flicked playfully at his frantically throbbing clit when fingers pressed against his entrance. Slipping into him effortlessly with a squelch that had him throwing his head back to the pillow with a moan at the squelch. God, it had him burning up. Neito was devouring him and leaving not a fucking trace behind of him. His hips arched, his feet digging into Neito's back.
He clutched at his head to keep him close as his back arched up from the bed. Panting raggedly much like he blonde down between his shaking thighs when fingers began to thrust into him sharply. Long thrusts that had the tip of his fingers threatening to slip out only to snap forward into him with deafening squelches as that orgasm sparked in his lower stomach. A hot spark he was determined to chase after when his hips bucked up in a thrust against Neito's mouth who moaned at him in that muffled pitch.
"Go-God, Nei! Fuck! Di-Did you starve yourself thi-this afternoon or something? Ah! Mmm! Fuck, yesss!" He tugged at blonde locks restlessly with another moan vibrating over him lowly. "Nnn! Yo-You feel how wet I am for you? Ho-How fucking good you ma-mmmmake me feel? Oh! Oh, oh, please! God, eatin' me out so fucking gooood! Ah! Ahhnnn, shit! Neito, please, please! Ohhh God, please! 'm gonna go fucking nuts! Ah! Hnnn! Yo-You're so good! So good just ke-keep doin' that! God, Neito! I'm gonna fu-fuck you so ha-!"
"Neito? Denks? You both home?" He jumped with Neito at the sudden shout into the apartment that had him shuddering with a gasp. A shiver ran down his back at the thud of the front door being shut when he pinched his lips together to- What? Make himself quiet down? Hitoshi was going to see regardless for it felt too painful to think of stopping when he was so close . "I tried calling a few times, but Bakugo took over the rest of my patrol with Kirishima! Said they could use the hours! You guys home?"
He lifted his head up from the pillow at the muted thuds following the calls into the apartment when he found those periwinkle blue eyes on him again, yet they held a sparkle to them. Wicked. He wished he had the air to tell him not too, but the blonde doubled down. Lapping his tongue in firm laps over his throbbing clit with fingers thrusting sharply into him when he threw his head back. Hips bucking when he swallowed before shouting. "We-We're home! La-Layin' in bed! Hnn, Neito, please!"
The blonde merely lapped at his clit, the wet folds of skin, with fingers thrusting into him in those long thrusts as the pads of those fingers rubbed against his inner walls. Squirming when he listened to the muted thuds coming closer. He knew it was his fault for shouting back. He could have stayed quiet and perhaps saved face but was there a need? This was their boyfriend coming home and he didn't want to hide it. "Are you okay, Denks? You sound- Oh. Oh! So, this is why you weren't answering you phone?"
A hum left Neito casually with the middle of his tongue rubbing against his throbbing clit to get his back arching with a gasp when he rolled his head over the pillow to find a smirk curled over Hitoshi's lips. An amusement to purple eyes that sent a shiver down his back when Neito's mouth pulled off. A thread of saliva connecting his mouth to the drenched folds as fingers thrusted into him when Neito turned his head to grin at Hitoshi. "Ma-Maybe it is! Denks de-deserves to be eaten out now an-and again, do-doesn't he?"
"I think he does." Hitoshi crossed his arms as he entered the bedroom with that smirk widening with a flash of that hunger making itself known in purple eyes. Wandering over him to get him squirming beneath Neito as fingers thrusted sharply into him. Eyes flicking down to catch the movement when his hips squirmed down to meet those thrusting fingers. "What else were we going to do this afternoon, hmmm? You gonna fuck Neito with your strap, livewire? Gonna fuck him good after eating you out?
"Yessss! Yes, fuck, I want too! I wa-wanna make him feel goooood!" A moan left Neito then with fingers thrusting faster into him when they curled inwards and they- Ohhh, it had him shouting with hips jerking desperately with hips jerking down when Neito began rolling his fingers into that spot. "Ohhh, right there! Right there, Nei! Ke-Keep right there! Fuck! I wa-want you so bad! Wa-want you, Toshi! Stay? Stay an-and watch me cum? Wa-Watch me ma-make Neito cum? Fuck him wi-with my fingers an-and strap?"
"Oh, livewire, I'm more than happy to watch on this afternoon! Now, sweetheart, why don't you make Denki cum, hmm? Poor thing looks ready to fucking explode." He whimpered up at Hitoshi who shuffled behind them before grabbing the chair they kept in their bedroom. Their "cuck" chair for when someone didn't want to join but rather to watch. Hitoshi sat down in it with his thighs spreading open as his capture weapon was taken off. "Don't mind me, go on! Keep on the way you were before I came home!"
It had him moaning lowly in his throat in unison with Neito who dove back down to kiss at his labia before covering his clit once more sending a jolt up his back. Mewling out a whimper when Neito sucked his clit into his mouth where he swirled his tongue gently against it. Rolling it around his mouth with fingers resuming their snapping thrusts into him that had him pressing his head back to the pillow. Moaning at Neito when that tongue once again began to spell out the Alphabet. Ohhhh, it was officially his favorite fucking thing.
He arched his hips up with another mewling whimper as Neito thrusted his fingers into him bringing back that spark in his stomach. He rolled his head over the pillow to find Hitoshi palming at himself. Thighs twitching as if to spread themselves wider with those purple eyes locked onto him. Staring at him with such hunger it had his back arching as Neito worked through that F and G shape rather quickly with that light suction to get his hips grinding up. His lashes fluttered with the effort of staying open with heat twisting under his skin.
Burning in a sizzling burst at the sight of Hitoshi palming at himself so shamelessly as hips arched up slightly out of the chair. He huffed out when he glanced down at Neito to find his hips once again grinding down onto the bed. Both men planning on getting off with him. It had his thighs shaking when he bit at his lower lip fiercely with a moan as fingers thrusted into him sharply once, twice, before curling in that "come here" motion once again. And then fingers began to rub and grind at his G-spot perfectly.
Sending bolts of heat up his back that had his teeth dragging over his lip with a cry out of him when he threw his head back. The hand on his outer thigh sliding idly with a weak kneading rhythm to mimic the circles and rubs against that spot. God, it had him seeing stars. That spark twisted in his lower stomach with the fluttering start of that orgasm once again making itself known. Neito rubbed at his g-spot wickedly; ruthlessly. Getting his legs to shake in their draped position down his back with heels digging in.
He clutched at blonde locks to push him firmly against the wet skin. The slick sound of his lapping tongue tracing out the alphabet mixing in with the huffing pants being taken. Racing with anticipation with the feeling of those eyes locking onto him. Eating him up. And there was a thrill to knowing that Hitoshi was sitting mere steps away. That their boyfriend was going to watch him come and watch him fuck Neito with his strap on. It had him moaning giddily when he tightened his thighs against the sides of Neito's head.
Shuddering when that tongue moved to make an H, I, J shape. Following it up in a wonderful K movement against his swollen clit then moving it in hat wonderful K movement against his swollen clit. Throbbing just like his inner walls when fingers pulled away from his g-spot to begin thrusting into him quickly when his inner walls spasmed around them. Clenching tightly around his fingers with a moan bursting out of Neito who took a brief pause from the alphabet to begin lapping at the wet folds of skin again before flicking.
Lapping at him like he was a bowl of ice cream. Like he was a dessert he intended on getting every trace of. He lapped at him giddily before covering his clit again with a firm suck into his mouth where he resumed the alphabet shapes. It had him squirming, twisting, moaning down at his boyfriend when he caught a quiet groan off to the side of them where Hitoshi sat. God, it had his blood boiling through his veins as he began to grind his hips against Neito's face. A shameless display that had the blonde moaning.
Had their indigo-haired boyfriend groaning off to the side of them. That spark of heat twisting into his stomach viciously like a turnkey had been inserted in his back. Each lick, each letter traced into his throbbing clit being another turn. Another twist of that key that had his orgasm mounting. Cresting up as he gasped at that growing pressure in his stomach that promised to explode into a damn good orgasm. It had him grinding shamelessly against his blonde boyfriend's mouth with that thrill running down his back.
So close, so close, so close.
Each lap, lick, letter and suck were bringing him to that cresting point before Hitoshi had come home. Charging slowly up that mountain as Neito's fingers thrusted into him with those deafening squelches that had his breaths catching. Huffing. He was all too aware of those purple eyes, watching both of them now with an intensity that had his heart pounding against his chest. Throbbing quietly in his ears. His thighs rubbed restlessly on either side of Neito's head earning him a keening moan from the blonde.
It had him squirming, twisting, as he shoved Neito against his crotch with that wet squelch of his fingers thrusting into him and his mouth against his clit. Tracing out those delightful letters that had his heels digging into Neito's back when a moan vibrated over him. Ohhh, it was so much better. Knowing each turn, twist, hitching breath and moan was seen and heard by their boyfriend palming at himself. He was more than delighted to put on a bit of a show for their boyfriend. If anything, it felt hotter.
Having Neito eating him out and fingering him so fervently the way he was had him twisting and squirming. Gasping at the pleasure pooling into his stomach with each letter traced into his clit. M, N, O and P shapes ground into his clit had his toes curling at the resulting pleasure as his lashes fluttered before he gave up. Letting his eyes roll back at that sheer pleasure rocking through him with an intensity to leave him moaning deafeningly. This man was fucking talented with his mouth and he fucking love it.
Eating him out like he was something he'd been dying to have never failed to set him ablaze. Hearing the quiet drag of a hand over pants rang off towards the side of the bed where Hitoshi was sitting. Having those eyes on him with Neito's mouth and fingers working him towards an orgasm was almost too much. That spark was coiling tight, tight, tight into his stomach when he pressed his head back into the pillow with a rustle of his hair over it. So worked up today it seemed he was but neither boyfriend seemed to complain twice about it.
He squirmed, twisted, and tried to keep that orgasm from cresting up but there was no fighting it. No denying it. He was clawing up, up, up into an orgasm that had crested as Neito flew that alphabet quickly. Q, R, S, T and U. Flying through them faster, faster, faster as fingers snapped in and out with squelching thrusts that had him gasping. Ohhhh, there was nothing stopping it. Not when Neito was prodding, flicking, and rubbing against his throbbing clit so insistently with fingers thrusting into him faster.
The slick, wet sounds almost too much as his skin flamed with heat. So hot, so hot, so hot. He was so fucking hot. It had him grinding his hips against Neito's mouth as he flew through the rest of the alphabet. V, W, X, Y and a firm zig zag of that Z shape. And then he was starting over. It had him mewling at the blonde between his legs when Neito rubbed the middle of his tongue giddily to his throbbing clit before restarting the alphabet. Fingers thrusting quickly into him with the pads rubbing carelessly over his inner walls.
Huffing pants fanning over his pubic mound in hitching shakes as ring and middle fingers swirled within him before stretching out. And ohhh, if that didn't have him moaning at the blonde between his legs. His head was swimming as he followed along with the shapes lapped into his clit. A, B, C, D and E. The gentle but insistent pressure that was growing undeniable as his clit was suckled at with those delightful letters traced into it firmly. Licking at him with swirls and flicks at the throbbing bundle of nerves until his thighs were tensing up.
He was gasping, mewling, whining, and shouting at the tightening of his muscles. The frantic throbbing of his clit and inner walls when he clamped down tightly around Neito's fingers. There was something fucking amazing about letting himself be eaten out with Hitoshi being right there to watch every squirming twist and buck. Knowing Hitoshi was touching himself just out of view, but he couldn't open his eyes. Not yet. He couldn't open his eyes. He just couldn't force his lashes up to look at him.
It had him burning up as he twisted with the weight of eyes on him; Neito and Hitoshi's. God, his hands trembled as they clutched at Neito's hair as his tongue moved with that beautiful G shape that had his thighs clamping together tightly. He could feel himself clawing up higher, higher, higher to that mountain peak. Panting raggedly with thighs squeezing tightly to Neito's head as they rubbed and squirmed against it. His nails raking over his scalp when the blonde moaned into his skin with vibrations that had him bucking.
His hips jumping to thrust against Neito's mouth desperately with heaving pants as he twisted. He was right there. He was right there, there, there yet he was teetering on that edge. What did he need? What did he want to get him over that mountain peak? He rolled his head over the pillow with his lashes fluttering on his hot cheeks when he forced them up. His gaze unfocused briefly before his eyes were locking onto Hitoshi who was rubbing at himself. An intensity to his gaze as he slumped back into his chair with thighs spread wide.
Hips thrusting up shallowly against his rubbing hand as lips parted slightly allowing him to see a glimmer of that tongue piercing nestled in his tongue. That piercing he adored above all else to be used on him. There was a desire, a lustful hunger to Hitoshi's reddening face when his gaze locked onto him. His hand moved faster. It was so fucking hot it had him bucking when Neito began to trace out the H, I, J, K and he sucked firmly on his clit. A sharp thrust of his fingers into him with a slick squelch rang out.
Then his back arched from the bed with a shrill gasp when his boyfriend completed that L shape. His hands tightening in blonde locks when his shaking thighs tensed up. His stomach flexed as his eyes rolled back on him with lashes fluttering on his cheeks as he squeezed them shut. That orgasm crept up his tense thighs in a tingling rush where it exploded into his stomach with that white-hot heat. It had him moaning loudly, delightedly, at the orgasm exploding through his stomach had his boyfriend moaning into his pussy.
Giving such delicious vibrations it had him squirming. Neito instead swallowed and sucked gently at his clit with gentle swirls and flicks to lap him through it. And that white-hot heat choked him. It had him his cry cutting off on a choked gasp as his back arched from the bed slightly with his hands tightening on blonde locks. Thighs rubbing together frantically as the waves of that orgasm slammed into him. Pulling him under as his breath caught in his throat with a breathless, choked sound ripping out of him.
A choked, croaking sound as he stiffened up. Shaking through his orgasm that was robbing him of breath because it felt so good, so good, so goooood! So fucking good he couldn't think of breathing to aid in the pulsing throbs of his vagina. His clit. He couldn't think of it as he jerked and twisted with a whimper breaking out of him at the waves of that orgasm. Drowning, choking, burning. The white-hot heat was so much more intense than that lustful heat from seconds ago. It throbbed through him viciously with that ruthlessness.
White-hot heat raking lazily beneath his skin leaving him flushed. Gasping. Squirming. Drowning under the rush of that orgasm that seemed to take its sweet time ripping into him before it began to ebb out of him. Rushing on waves that lapped at his skin before raking at it on their way out of him. Choking, choking, choking. Shaking, shaking, shaking. He was so fucking hot. Euphoric. His hips jerked up weakly against Neito's mouth when the blonde moaned at him before pulling off when he gasped.
That white-hot heat finally, finally, finally making its way out of him just enough for him to lift his head up. And Neito's face was a fucking mess. A few thick strands of saliva connecting his lips and tongue fluttering down his wet chin. There was a droplet of liquid running down his cheek to his jaw with his lips shining at him when fingers pulled out of him. Whimpering at the slick squelch when Hitoshi groaned next to them. Reminding him this wasn't going to be the only round this afternoon would have.
Rolling his head over the pillow to glance at their boyfriend who was rubbing and palming at himself. Pupils blown wide rendering his irises to purple rings of color. Staring with such wide eyes desire that had him shuddering with inner walls throbbing. Squeezing as if to remind him of how empty he was now. He shifted before letting go of Neito's hair to push himself up into a sitting position with Neito sitting up on his knees. His gaze dragging from Hitoshi to the flushed, rumpled blonde before him when he let his gaze flick down to the blonde's lap.
The bulge of his erection strained against the fly of his jeans. The deep blush smothering itself over his cheeks down to his collar bones in a softer hue. Scarlet red in the tips of his ears. It had the periwinkle blue of his eyes standing out beautifully despite how wide those pupils were blown wide. Dilated with blue rendered to rings of color. Just like Hitoshi's. His lips were wet with liquid dripping down his chin lazily with blonde locks standing up in their rumpled state. His chest heaving much like his own with that beautiful blush.
He leaned forward with Neito squirming forward to meet him halfway. He looked absolutely fucking ruined. Like he was the one who had been eaten out to an orgasm. Crushing his lips to Neito's, he felt hands burying their hands into his hair as the sharp smack of wet lips moving together rang out deafening in the silence. There was a shaking exhale to the right of them but he ignored it as he flited his hands up to press against his blonde boyfriend's chest. Fanning his hands out before sliding them down to his stomach.
Tracing his fingers along his waist before coming forward to tug at the button of his fly. Working it apart blindly as his crotch throbbed with the insistence, he spread his thighs more to make it comfortable. He ignored that quiet desire in favor of ripping that button apart before reaching down to grab at the zipper of his fly. Working it down slowly, he could feel that erection straining out against the backs of his fingers. The wet patch from the blonde's pre-come dripping into it this entire time damn time.
Lips moved against his with a hunger that he replied kindly too when he brushed his tongue along Neito's bottom lip. Lapping at it before mouths were opening where he got to taste himself on the blonde's tongue. Tart. A bit sweet. It had him moaning out as he licked Neito's tongue to get more of that taste as Hitoshi groaned off to the side of him when he moved his hands blindly up. Grabbing at the waistband of his boxers, he pulled them away just enough to reach inside and grab at the blonde's erection.
Working it out with a whimper leaving his boyfriend. A keening sound when his erection sprung free to which he gave a lazy stroke to it. Squeezing firmly at the thick length in his hand when he pulled back from the kiss with a shaking gasp being taken by the both of them. Strands of saliva connecting their tongues together when he licked his lips causing them to flutter and break away. Landing on chins. He then met that periwinkle blue gaze when he squeezed at the throbbing erection in his grasp with a wicked smirk curling over his lips.
A breathless whimper left Neito when hips twitched in response to his lazy stroking. Then he felt hands sliding over his thighs with blonde lashes lowering at him. What was this sight like to Hitoshi? What did he see? Did it get him hot? Was he getting hard over this? It sent a shiver down his back at the thought when he then licked his lips again before swallowing. Leaning in to kiss Neito's chin then fluttering them along his jaw where he pulled back just enough to speak. Just enough to get out his words to say-
"My turn."
