Shouta has always liked playing with things involving his mouth. Whether it was with a piece of candy or the tube of his pouches, he'd always had something to fiddle with. When he was a child, he had a chain that his mother had given to him that he liked to suck on for comfort. He liked to have a piece of candy that he could flip, play, suck and click off of his teeth. He never thought twice about it. It was merely something that just was. Something familiar he never judged.
He liked to believe that he had control over it. That he didn't need something in his mouth at all times, but he couldn't deny that he truly felt his calmest when he had something in his mouth. He felt like he could breathe. Focus on the texture and taste of something rather than the thoughts spinning in his head. To focus on the way it felt in his mouth, over his tongue, and how it fit in his mouth. It was something he'd had for as long as he could remember.
And yet he didn't think it was important enough to breathe to his husband. He'd hidden it for so long under the guise of merely having a sweet tooth. It was how he had explained away the pockets of candy he had as a teenager or the hard candies he kept in his desk at work. The candies he suckled on during his break only to crunch into. His husband would be a fool not to notice. Even if he always shared his hard candies with his husband to keep that suspicion off of himself.
However, he found that he didn't want to hide it. If their first challenge had taught him anything it was about learning how to be open with his husband. About showing the depth of his desires. On acting on those old fantasies that had been spiraling around his head leaving him fuzzy. Eager. Their first challenge had felt more like a small bucket list of desires they'd both carried with them. Desires that had been waved off and choked down for the sake of not making the other uncomfortable.
Their first challenge had been longings, desires, that had been pent up for years. Years of desires making their way to the surface as they acted out each one on their list. And together, their connection grew stronger. Oh, he'd thought that their connection, their marriage, had been strong before. But God knows it had done nothing but grow impossibly stronger. Right when he thought there was no stronger they both proved him wrong.
He'd been absolutely delighted to get those initial fantasies out of his system when he had the chance to do so. To learn his husband more thoroughly. To see the desires that Hizashi held had been an eye opener. It had been a game changer that he hadn't known he'd needed. Playing out those fantasies together had been the epitome of their delight together. Their connection that had been so clear before only made itself all the stronger. All the easier to talk to his husband.
Their first challenge had knocked down barriers, worries, fears and anxieties he hadn't been aware that they held together. They were more than willing to work through them together. That assurance that there would be no judgement passed had been the epitome of what their marriage should be. There was nothing that he couldn't mention to his husband that would be judged. Hizashi had always said that unless it was something truly outlandish or horrible that he wouldn't judge.
It was so nice knowing that sexually, platonically, and romantically there was no judgement from his husband. He'd known for years there was no judgement but to have that reaffirmed? To have it be proven to him? It was unbelievably nice. Unbelievably amazing to know that his husband was so open-minded. Hell, he'd proven to himself just how open-minded he was as they ticked off each list of their first and second challenge.
Each option scribbled out with that delight to pick another. The encouragement from one another to make a choice. To choose something together while taking their turns was something that he was going to miss. Their challenge was only a quarter of the way over and he felt a lump in his throat when he thought of it ending. When he thought of his husband and himself tearing up the list that was held in their pillows for safe guarding. To think that this would be the last one?
Well, it was heartbreaking. But he was more than delighted to continue onwards the way that they were. To continue building their love and trust. To keep on working on their open communication. And if he wanted to do that then he himself needed to be open. Even if it was something as simple as admitting that he had an oral fixation that he soothed by sucking on hard candies now and again. That he soothed by chewing on a finger or sucking on it while his back was turned to his husband.
There was no shame in it. He knew there wasn't. If anything, he knew his husband would accept it with wide open arms. He had the distinct feeling that Hizashi would accept it as something that "just was" and be more than willing to incorporate it into their bedroom life. To incorporate it anyway that he possibly could. It was a thoughtful hope of his that they could do just that. That Hizashi would be accepting of his oral fixation and that he would be willing to work on it together.
He couldn't deny that he'd been curious when he'd seen the words written down on the paper. The option for something oral. It wasn't exactly written as oral fixation, but he had been curious enough when he'd seen it that he wanted to mention it to his husband. He wanted to spill his guts about his oral fixation but he'd been keeping it a secret for so long now that even he had forgotten it was a thing. He simply acted upon it when he needed the comfort.
When he needed something to distract him from the discomforts of life. He couldn't deny that it was much tamer when compared to his childhood. Compared to the period after Oboro's death. Oh, it had been awful back then with himself sucking on his finger. Chewing on them. Stuffing his hair or even the collar of his blazer into his mouth when he was alone just to have something comforting to chew on. He'd spent money on way too many comfort items back then for him to chew or suck on.
But could anyone blame him? His life had been far from easy and if the comfort came from chewing or sucking on a necklace? If it came from chewing on his pillow or his fingers then who was going to stop him? If it brought him the smallest bit of relief, of peace, then he wasn't going to deny himself it. He wasn't going to deny himself the comfort that he needed in order to self-soothe. He knew that he had to tell his husband about his oral fixation.
It hadn't flared for years but it was still there when he was nibbling on his thumb. When he was sucking on his index knuckle idly while he was cooking dinner. It wasn't often but it didn't make it go away just because it hadn't flared up in a while. Just because he found he could live without his self-soothing didn't mean it magically went away. And he wants nothing more than to see if they could possibly, hopefully include it in the bedroom as a kink of sorts even if he didn't see it as such.
Even if he didn't think that it needed to be categorized as that, he wanted to see what his husband would say. What he would do about it. The soft, quiet humming from the bathroom tore his attention from the book he held before him as he lounged across their bed. His feet touching the wall, he listened to his husband's cheerful humming leaving the bathroom with its slightly tinny quality. Comforting. His husband had a very sweet singing voice.
Something he'd had for years. He adored the sound of his husband's voice whether it was humming or singing softly to himself. Sweet songs that Hizashi had been humming to for the past thirty minutes in the bathroom. Today had been a taxing day on the both of them. From the morning, they'd had a delightful start to the day. He'd woken to his husband snoring deafeningly into his collar bone as he drooled on his chest.
The blonde's arms curled tightly around him with his leg wedged between both of Hizashi's with his arm curled around his shoulders. His hand resting limply on his head which he had changed to a hold when he'd woken in the morning. He'd contented himself to caressing that silky soft locks with his cheek pressed to his husband's forehead. Content to stay in the moment. It wasn't until his husband roused himself in time before the alarms went off.
It was then that he'd been welcomed to the slick, pink cheeked mess that was his husband. He'd absolutely adored the fuzzy tiredness clinging to his husband's gaze that made his eyes appear so much bigger. How he had been nothing but putty in his arms. He'd adored wiping his cheek clean of drool and kissing that tired face adoringly even if it got him sleepy grumbles in response. Hizashi always needed a minute or two upon waking up to gather his wits.
It was something he adored but once Hizashi had become aware? Oh, it had been a lovely morning where he'd been dragged on top of his husband as lips were kissing at pink cheeks. Tracing the creases of the pillow case that had been left into his cheek. Hands sliding over his wild hair while lips nuzzled his cheeks and noses rubbed together. How adoring it had been laying in his arms until they'd parted to get ready for the day.
To get the ingredients for breakfast on the counters and coffee made. It had been a lovely morning once they'd dressed in their hero costumes. He had found himself spun into his husband's arms in the kitchen when he'd been preparing their coffees. He'd delighted in an impromptu dance until Eri and Hitoshi had come down dressed in their uniforms. Ready for school only for the teen to complain about their PDA.
From there, he'd let himself be planted on the counter while his husband cooked breakfast while sipping at his coffee. A familiar morning. And then when they'd gotten everyone bundled up and out the door after feeding the cats is where it soured. They'd gotten Eri brought to school effortlessly when they got to U.A. He'd climbed out of the car with Hitoshi and Hizashi when he'd wiped out. His boots had skidded over a patch of black ice that had been missed when salting the parking lot.
His prosthetic leg taking the brunt of his fall didn't help a damn thing when his thigh had jarred loose prompting him to be carried to Recovery Girl's office. He'd readjusted his leg and had shoed away his son and husband. Doing his best to go about his morning. It didn't stop Hizashi from looking at him with that worry pinching at his face. From hovering during their lunch to question if he was alright. All he could huff out was he'd be happy for once when winter ended.
He'd found himself sucking on the knuckle of his index finger in the staff room after their lunch when he'd needed to grab his laptop to bring to the classroom. He'd hardly been stressed enough to resort to his suckling but he had to admit after the death of Nemuri, after his own crippling blows, he needed the self-soothing comfort. The embarrassment of his wipe out had left him sucking on his knuckle on the way back to his class where he'd forced himself to stop.
Instead choosing to suckle on a piece of hard candy while he handed out tests. From there he'd met his husband outside who had his arms held out incase he fell again. He'd hated it. Hated, hated, hated how even Hitoshi stared at him with worry. It was a sour note but it was quickly worked away with a cuddle up on the couch with his husband. A moment after that shower was had to warm up work his husband's hair down. He'd been delighted.
More than happy to return to the feel good atmosphere they'd had from that morning. Tugged onto his husband's lap while he toyed with wet locks as he was handed tea rather than another coffee. His husband always insisted he drink one coffee rather than two but he was more than happy to sip on the tea handed to him. His husband had cuddled him up close while they sat on the couch with Hitoshi once again complaining about their PDA.
Hizashi had playfully fought back with the teenager in their usual bickering as he was held close. Pulled onto his lap where he happily rested his head on his shoulder. It was amazing how one sour note of the day could be balanced out with a cuddle at home. The reassurances that other than a bruised ego that he was more than fine after his slip and fall in the parking lot. All he had to be thankful for was that the other teachers were already inside.
He didn't know how he would have reacted if he'd fallen in front of their coworkers. How he would have reacted if they'd fussed over him the way that Hizashi had. It had been nice to get off of his feet and he'd been more than happy to relax after the days embarrassing, stressful turn of events. However, Hitoshi had inevitably gone upstairs to do his homework when Hizashi had revealed he'd bought some new palettes of eyeshadow and a few new lipsticks.
From there they'd gone to the bedroom where he had taken his prosthetic off and lounged across the bed while his husband fussed around in the bathroom. He hardly knew what page he was on in his book for he felt antsy with anticipation, waiting for his husband to pop his head out. He had not a clue what was taking him so long but he had long since come to accept that Hizashi doing his makeup was a gradual process. Something that took some time for his husband to get done.
He knew the results would be worth it when he popped his head out. The soft sound of his humming warmed his heart as he forced his eyes to focus on the page before him. What was he reading again? What book had he blindly grabbed? He wasn't sure but he glanced over when there was a clatter from the bathroom. He snapped shut the book of his with his body moving instinctively. He slid his left leg over the edge of the bed where he grabbed his cane.
Pushing himself up carefully, leaning his weight onto his cane, he made his way forward slowly but surely until he was in the doorway of the bathroom. And God, if it wasn't the loveliest sight of his husband's new pallets of blue, greens and black and lipsticks that were soft pinks scattered over the sink with brushes. Foundation and blush on the counter. He shuffled into the bathroom when he wrapped an arm around Hizashi's waist as he pressed his cane to the edge of the sink.
Curling his arms around his husband's waist, he rested his chin on his shoulder to find a shimmering blue eyeshadow being spread over his husband's eyelid. It made his green eyes sparkle underneath the shimmery color. A soft, medium shade of pink was spread expertly across his husband's lips. A pink that captivated him when Hizashi began to use his fingers to gently even out the shimmering blue. He looked unbearably lovely.
God, he loves how beautiful his husband looked in the brilliant lighting of their bathroom when those green eyes met his in the mirror. A soft smile curling over those pink lips much to his delight as he admired the flick of eyeliner that had been applied. The blush coated delicately over his freckled cheeks. How his lips looked fuller with that pink lipstick spread over them. He knew it was merely a subtle trick of his husband's hand to make them look that way with the lip liner.
Hizashi looked stunning. Easily the most beautiful man he'd ever seen. Tightening his arms around his husband, he watched his reflection as he kissed at his husband's shoulder softly. Watching a green nailed hand coming up to gently slide over his hair in a caress with the blonde humming cheerfully at him. And gently, cautiously, he began to sway side to side with Hizashi's temple pressing against his. The soft gray of his right eye catching the light in the mirror in that muted way.
Nowhere near as brilliant as the black left eye of his but he didn't' mind it. Not when those green eyes were so unbearably lovely as they stared at him in the mirrors reflection with all the adoration in the world. It was there in the way those lips curled up. In how his husband looked at him. How his hand continued to caress his hair gently before coming down to cup his cheek as their temples rested together.
He let his eyes flutter shut briefly as he nuzzled his head to the blonde's only to get a nuzzle back. A lazy hum that had him humming back as he slid his hands over his husband's stomach. Up towards his chest with his arms tightening around the blonde who slid a hand along his right forearm gently. Bunching the sleeve of his sweater up when he opened his eyes again to admire that shimmering blue on his eyelids. The soft pink of blush on his cheeks. The pink of his lips.
God, he was so lucky. So completely, unbelievably lucky to have this man. Tightening his arms around Hizashi, he slid his hands down his chest back to his stomach where muscles jumped in a quiver. Swaying gently with Hizashi's head pressing to his in another delightful, gentle nuzzle. He happily nuzzled back at his husband with those green eyes shimmering at him with such delight. He tightened his arms around his husband in a squeeze. Something that was returned by the hand on his forearm.
"You look stunning, you know that?" The low murmur of his voice was deafening as it bounced off the walls of the bathroom. He loved the way his husband's lips quirked up higher from their soft smile to a brighter one. As if he were proud; stroking his ego ever so slightly. He didn't mind doing that. Not one damn bit. He slid his hands over his husband's stomach before kneading gently at him as he moved them to his waist. "You are absolutely, heartbreakingly beautiful, love."
"Well, thank you, baby! I appreciate your lovely comment!" The hand on his forearm slid comfortingly in a caress that had him humming as he pressed his head lightly to his husband's who nuzzled at him. He truly did look the most beautiful that he'd seen in quite some time. He loves it when his husband plays with his makeup. Since the loss of his eye and leg, Hizashi hadn't touched it in quite some time. "I'm thinking of throwing away the old palettes and buying updated versions."
"Oh yeah? That might be a smart idea." The blonde hummed lazily then as they continued their idle back and forth swaying when he tightened his arms around his husband. Squeezing him gently when he licked his lips before he rubbed at his husband's waist before sliding his hands back to his stomach. He swallowed before he bent his head down to kiss his shoulder. The side of his neck. Lifting his head up, he squeezed his husband. "Zashi?"
"Hmm?" Dark lashes fluttered in the mirror with pink lips pursing together slightly. His husband had the look of a patient saint; waiting for him to say what it is that he wanted to say. He squeezed his arms around the blonde again when he admired the curl to his husband's eyelashes. Made longer by the mascara that he wore when his husband's hands dropped to his forearms. His wrists with a gentle squeeze. "What is it, baby? Is there something wrong? Something you wanna talk about?"
Licking his lips again causing them to shimmer in the lighting of the bathroom as his husband's thumbs moved to rub the backs of his hands. He knew that all he had to do was say it. Say it and he'd get exactly what he wanted from his husband who was waiting. Smiling softly at him again with hands squeezing his wrists gently while thumbs moved in gentle rubs. Coaxing him silently to speak when he cleared his throat. "Have I, um, ever told you that I, ah, have an oral fixation thing?"
Lashes fluttered before his husband's eyes widening ever so slightly; a subtle widening with brows arching slightly. Nowhere near as surprised as he thought his husband would be when he told him which had him blinking at the mirror. Their swaying coming to a stop when hands gently squeezed his wrists with thumbs moving now to roll soothing circles into the back of his hands. "I'm not going to lie to you, baby, okay? But I've had the suspicion that you had one for a while."
"What?" He hated the wheeze to his voice when his husband giggled as his smile twitched on his pink lips. It had him squeezing the blonde close to his chest with hands squeezing gently at his wrists with thumbs continuing their soothing circles when he blinked as his eyes widened in the mirror. The sight of that gray right eye was something he still wasn't used to the sight of when he spoke. "How-How did you know? How did you even begin to get the suspicion for that?"
"I've been with you for years! Do you think being turned away I didn't notice? Or that I didn't notice when you'd chew on your hair while working? How you pop candies like it's no one's business to have something in your mouth? Do you think I don't catch you suckling on your knuckle? On your shirt collar when you need that self-soothing?" He blinked with his mouth dropping open when his husband then chuckled gently with hands squeezing him gently. "Baby, it's not a big deal if you have an oral fixation!"
"I've been debating how to tell you this for years, for days now, and you're just- What? Completely okay with it? If you knew why didn't you say something sooner?" He wished he could say he was firm with his questions, but he sounded breathless. Winded. There was an adoration sparkling in those green eyes as his husband's thumbs moved in circles. Calming. Sweet. "Zashi, if you had the suspicion why did it take you so long to say something to me about it?"
"Because I thought if I gave you time, you'd tell me about it. I didn't want you to feel rush or pressured to tell me about something, baby." The blonde then turned in his arms; a gentle turning with hands leaving his wrists to touch his waist as his husband spun carefully. Turning to face him, he admired the way the light caught that soft, shimmery blue decorating his husband's eyelids. The pink of his lipstick. "Shouta, baby, I don't care if you have an oral fixation. The question is what do you want to do about it going forward?"
Going forward? It was a damn good question. One that needs to be asked. Staring at his husband's beautifully made up face, he fought the urge to lift his hands up to touch it. The last thing he wanted was to ruin the makeup his husband had been working so hard to apply. He looked so lovely it had his hands itching when he tightened his hands on his husband's waist. "I suppose the first step is-is at least knowing now that you know for certain, you know?"
"Of course! I honestly think it's pretty cute!" He felt heat crawling in the back of his neck threatening to crawl onto his cheeks as he let his gaze flicker down from that beautiful face of his. It was distracting in all the best and worst ways possible. Hands slid over his forearms up to his biceps where thumbs moved to rub gently at him. "I don't mean to be patronizing or mean either, baby. Whatever helps you self sooth is important, and I'll always support you with it."
Dragging his teeth over his lip, he curled his arms around his husband when he sighed out through his nose. The blonde was far too accepting. Even if an oral fixation wasn't serious but it was honestly comforting how sweet his husband was about it. But he knew he had to answer that question. What did he want to do with this going forward? He knew his husband was waiting. Heat tickled into his cheeks when swallowed. "Zashi?"
Hands squeezed gently at his upper arms when he peeked up from beneath his lashes at the blonde before him. At the soft smile on those pink lips that made them look so, so full it was stunning. The shimmering blue that made those green eyes sparkle at him beautifully. Even the loose locks that touched those pink freckled cheeks were lovely as his husband's thumbs moved to rub at him again. "Yes, baby? What is it?"
"I- Going forward, I-I wanted to know if tonight we can do something with it." There was a new sparkle to those eyes with interest when he tightened his arms around his husband's waist before letting out a trembling breath. It wasn't that hard. He could say it. He can. After all, it wasn't that big of a question, was it? He fidgeted then plucked at the material of his husband's sweater before speaking. "Do you- I mean, if it's alright with you could I-?"
"Suck on my fingers while I fuck you?" Heat rushed for his cheeks in a tingling wave when he felt his lips parting. Moving silently with the words clogged in his throat before his head was moving in a nod before he could stop it. His husband grinned at him with hands sliding from his upper arms with arms curling around his shoulders. A hand sliding over his hair comforting. "Of course you can! I don't mind that one bit, baby! I'll give your mouth something to play with, yeah? When did you want to do this?"
"Now?" He hated the eager note to that singular word that choked out of him. He pinched his lips together to clear his throat when his husband's pink lips twitched into a wider grin at him. A sparkle of excitement in his eyes that had his stomach fluttering when he fidgeted as he fought the urge to swing his right thigh. To move it. He licked his lips then took a breath before speaking. "I'd like it very much if, um, we did it now."
"We can do it now, baby, if you want to! We have an hour until Eri gets home, Toshi is in his room, and we have more than enough time! I think I can handle doing it now!" And God, it was tempting how close his husband's head dipped towards him with those grinning pink lips coming closer with dark lashes fluttering. How beautiful his husband had twisted him up more than he like to admit. "Let's go, yeah? I bet you want some kisses, don't you?"
"Please."
There was a desperate note to his choked voice as he slid his arms from around his husband's waist. Hizashi's arms moved from around his shoulders. Switching. His husband's arms curling around his waist heaved him up as they stepped away from the sink. A sudden movement that had his leg shooting out to curl around the blonde's thigh as he was heaved into his arms. And much to his delight, his husband was leaning in with those pink lips pressing to his. It was electric.
It sent a damn shot right through his system as he tightened his arms around Hizashi's shoulders when they were moving. Walking with thudding steps over the bathroom floor when he moved his lips against the blonde's. The dry slide of those lips against his was everything. Oh, it had him clinging onto the blonde, and the change in the thuds ringing out over the carpeted floor filled the quiet, but he didn't mind it. Didn't pay it mind.
He moved his lips against those painted ones gleefully. The familiar touch of dryness as his husband's lips slid against his. He wondered if they'd kiss hard enough for it to smudge. To taint his lips. Oh, now that sent a shiver down his back. One that had him tightening his leg and arms around his husband when he heaved his right thigh up around his husband's waist when they flew forward. Hitting the bed with a bounce that had him grunting when his husband laid out on top of him.
The impact was all too delightful with those painted lips sliding against his with hands traveling over his thighs. It was such a simple request that his husband seemed intent on giving him. How many nights had he imagined it? How many nights after sex did he imagine what it'd be like to have his husband's fingers in his mouth? To play, suck, and hold them in his mouth while he fucked him? To feel fingers wiggling against his tongue as they played right back?
It was a fantasy he'd long since forgotten about, shoved down like all the others, and yet here it was. The chance. The idea. He was breathing life into an age-old fantasy that had his breaths trembling briefly when his husband sighed out with those painted lips pressing firmly to his. This is what he loves the most about kissing his husband when he puts on his makeup. What he adores about kissing him in general.
When he was swept up off of his feet then planted onto the closest surface and kissed with such love that it left him breathless. Left him awed at the passion being given to him so effortlessly. The love that had his heart fluttering. He clung to his husband with fingers trailing over the bun his husband had his hair back into with a soft hum. Sighing out himself as he inhaled the scent of his husband's. The faint trace of citrus that clung to his skin and hair was his favorite.
Holding his husband down tightly against him with hands sliding over his thighs, he curled his left leg up higher around his waist to join his right thigh. Hands swept up and down idly with lips sliding against his firmly with an adoration that he returned without thinking twice. Clinging onto his husband as he slid his hand over that silky bun again before sliding his hand down to cup the back of his neck. How easy it had been to merely ask his husband to do this for him.
And he'd been so worried about bringing it up when there was no reason for his worry. For his panic over saying something. It had him melting in the bed with each drag of lips against his when hands squeezed at his thighs. Coaxing him to squeeze them firmly around his husband's slim waist. Holding onto him with fingers kneading at the nape of his neck which got him a low, quiet hum from the blonde up above him. It had him sighing out through his nose with his arms squeezing his husband closer.
Loving the warmth radiating off of the blonde in his arms when he slid a hand down to rub at his upper back. Lips sliding against his firmly with hands kneading at his upper thighs gently with thumbs rolling into him. Circles that had tingles racing underneath his skin only to pool into his stomach. Sending a shiver up his back when he let out another sigh before he could stop himself. He tightened his hold on the nape of his husband's neck, earning himself a low sound in response.
His lips continued to slide firmly against his. Idly. He had no clue if it really was the lipstick that made them look fuller, but God if he didn't love having them on his. To admire how they melted against his with that quiet whisper as lips moved together. How those lips molded to shape and curve against his own lips quickly filled the gaps that his husband's thinner lips couldn't. He didn't know if kissing qualified as an oral fixation, but God if it didn't quiet his mind.
If it didn't give him something to focus on when he was anxious. Worried. All it took was a press of those lips on his to calm his mind. He didn't know if that was the love in those kisses or the adoration, but he loves kissing this man. He can kiss him for hours. Uncurling his right arm from around his shoulders, he slid his arm around the blonde's side to fan his hand out on his back. Sliding up and down comfortingly with the blonde's lips sliding against his dryly due to his lipstick.
Hands kneading at his upper thighs before sliding up to squeeze at his hips. Thumbs tracing along the edges of his hips only to slide along the waistband of his pants, where they dipped beneath them. Sliding along the waistband teasingly with hands moving, then rubbing at his waist gently. Kneading. It had goosebumps breaking out over his skin with his hand sliding along his husband's back idly, up and down. From his shoulder blade down to the small of his back.
He couldn't deny that he had been thinking of sex. He'd been thinking about it since he debated on telling his husband a few days back. Because the idea he could finally get what he wanted? The idea that his husband was going to let him suck and play with his fingers while he fucked him? It was an exciting premise as lips slid against his. Hands squeezing his waist comfortingly before sliding down to caress his thighs again.
Sweeping from the tops down to his knee on the left side while remaining above the stump of his right thigh. Sliding over it comfortingly with the quiet rustle of hands moving over his sweat pants filling the quiet. The whisper of their moving lips deafening between them as he clung onto the blonde eagerly who pressed down against him. Pinning him to the bed much to his delight when he let out a wheezing breath.
A quiet squeak with it as he was pushed down into the bed sending tingles racing under his skin. A shiver raced over him as he was pinned down tightly to the bed with the weight of his husband's chest keeping him down. The press of his hips against him. It had his hands trembling lightly with his grasp tightening on the nape of his neck when he let out a sharp breath. Moving his lips against those painted lips when he felt hips pressing lightly against him.
Just enough to get his heart jumping in his throat as he tightened his legs around his husband's waist. Clutching his lower half closer to him with his fingers moving to knead at the back of his husband's neck with lips sliding against his. Firm. A good speed; nothing fast yet nothing slow. Casual. It was something he adored as he moved his lips with his husband's hands kneaded at the tops of his thighs. Squeezes that had tingles pooling into his stomach with that press of hips against him.
Lips moving against his with that casual speed they used together when he tugged playfully on the silky bun but refused to tug it down. Not yet. Sometimes, he liked watching his husband's hair fall out of his bun gradually. To watch him become disheveled. He squirmed at the thought when he got a squeeze that had him shuddering with a low sound slipping out of him. He held onto his husband with his heart sprinting lightly against his chest.
And then happily, he squirmed eagerly when he felt his husband pressing down. Giving him that solid press down to keep him tethered down. It had his toes curling. His thighs tightening around his waist, with the heel of his left foot moving to dig itself into his lower back. Sliding his hand along his husband's back that fluttered beneath it as he slid his hand up and down. Sliding down towards his lower back where he began to tug at his sweater.
Inching it upwards slowly but consistently until he was touching the warmth of Hizashi's freckled skin. He fanned his fingers over it eagerly when he moved his left arm from around his shoulders to curl down to join his right hand. He loved the shudder that ran over his husband when he felt hips twitch against him. He happily twitched his hips in response with his thighs squeezing around that slim waist of his as he slid his hands up beneath his sweater.
The quiet brush was deafening as he dove his hands beneath Hizashi's sweater. Soaking up the warmth of his skin with a huff fanning over his cheek as lips pressed themselves fervently to his much to his delight. He moved his lips against his husband's with that spark of eagerness as he slid his hands up and down his husband's back. Fanning his fingers out over that soft skin of his with his arm soaking into his hands. His forearms. God, his husband was so warm today.
Hands slid up from his thighs to his hips once again to squeeze fiercely at them to get him squirming. His hips arching up with a huff fanning over his cheek when his back arched up from the bed ever so slightly, only to have himself pinned back down by his husband. God, does he fucking love it. He can't deny this had been on his mind for some time. How long? He had not a clue, but he knew that recently it had been in his mind to tell his husband. To act on it.
He clung to the blonde squirming on top of him when he curved his hands along his back forward to target his sides. Hands kneading at his hips with the blonde's pressed tightly to him with a low sound spilling out of himself. A breathless noise that he couldn't pin, but it had his husband squirming on top of him. It had Hizashi pressing down against him to pin him down tightly to the bed. Not an inch of space between them from hip to chest. He fucking loves it.
He can't tell if he'd been horny before this or what, but he was far, far too excited at the thought of fucking this man. Of having those fingers tracing his lips only to push into his mouth where he would be allowed to suckle and play with to his heart's content. It's all he wants. All he needs to feel even a bit fulfilled. It was a fantasy he should have brought up with his husband during their first challenge but everything had been so new. And he'd still be hesitant to tell him back then.
Worried he'd be gawked at shamelessly and judged. He'd forgotten all about it, as he hadn't had those stressors in his life to trigger it, but he knew it wouldn't go away. Nothing could. And he was happy, at the very least, that his husband was so quick to give him exactly what he wants. What he needs. It was so amazingly comforting that his husband was willing to give him something like that at the drop of a hat. Willing to give him his fantasy now.
Sliding his hands along the blonde's back with hands sliding down from his hips to his thighs once more. Curving beneath them to target the sensitive areas of the back before sliding up to rub over his ass. It had him groaning quietly under his breath when hands caressed his ass again and again before squeezing hard at it. It had him shuddering with a squirm as he moved his lips fervently with his husband's. The light smack came intermittently to break up the quiet whispering of their moving lips.
A quiet urgency making itself all too abundant in the way that those lips moved against his. The way his husband kissed him. God, he loves it. Hands rubbed over his ass before giving another of those hard squeezes, startling a low groan out of himself as he moved his lips against those painted ones. Hands began to knead at his ass firmly, much to his delight when hips twitched against him again. A subtle twitch that had his own pressing up against his husband.
A fast breath flew out of him when he began to rock his hips slightly. A gentle side-to-side movement that his husband quickly jumped onto with hips moving to rock against him. Lips sliding against his fervently when he slid his hands along his husband's sides, getting him to squirm. He loves targeting the blonde's weak spots. His sides, throat, ears, and his ass. All spots that he had memorized like the back of his hand to get his husband riled up.
To get him squirming and twisting above him. To turn him on. It had him squirming slightly with hips rocking with his husband's in that idle side-to-side manner. Hips pressing down tightly against him tearing another quiet groan out of him. A low hum left his husband up above him as hands squeezed at his ass again with a strength that had him shuddering. Squirming. He twisted eagerly only to have his husband pin him down to the mattress tightly much to his joy.
His ecstasy. Twisting again with hips rocking together, his husband pressed his hips down harder. Firmer. It was a press that had the ache twisting into his stomach satisfied. An ache that spread down to his crotch. Dragging his nails lightly along his husband's back had the blonde above him letting out a low groan at his teasing sweeps. Lowering his legs slightly to trail his nails along the waistband of his pants that he wore. Flicking at them teasingly as lips slid against his with that eagerness.
That quiet, urgent desire that was bubbling into the kiss like an undercurrent that had him melting into the bed. A desire that he returned as it began to twist into his chest. Gripping his bones with its intensity as he clung to the blonde above him with nails dragging over that sensitive spot between his shoulder blades. It had his back arching with their chests pressing tightly together while hips rocked together.
God, what he'd give to stumble to the bathroom to find his hair a mess from his husband's grabbing hands. Rubbing on the bed. To see the lipstick marks covering his skin. Tainting and smudging around his lips while his husband proudly placed more of those pink lip marks on his skin. It was all he wanted. He wants to suckle on those fingers while they toyed with his tongue as his husband fucked him.
He squirmed at the twisting desire in his chest with excitement fluttering behind it as their hips began to move quicker. A side-to-side rock that had him squirming eagerly beneath his husband with a low sound spilling out of him with that light smack of theirs turning into something louder. Consistent. A sharp sound as lips pressed together harder with that quickening speed of moving lips that had his tingling. Had him eager for another kiss from the blonde above him.
He slid his hands up his back with his sweater bunching up around his elbows. He could touch this man all day. All night. It'd never be enough. Never, ever be enough. Sliding his hands over that soft skin giddily with the blonde sliding his hands along the backs of his thighs. Curving upwards to caress the sides again before sweeping up to his moving hips. Squeezing at him as their hips rocked together with that firm press to get his husband groaning.
Reaching down, he dragged his nails over his shoulder blades. He shuddered when his husband pressed down tightly against him with hands kneading at him. Firm squeezes to get his skin flashing with heat that ran along the surface of it. Sinking down to melt along his damn bones as he clung to the blonde. He moved his lips against those painted ones eagerly when Hizashi broke away from their kisses with a smack when he whined.
Lifting his head from the bed to chase after those pink lips that came down on his once, twice, and three times more. It had him melting into the bed when his husband pulled back to look down at him. The blush was smothered over freckled cheeks beautifully. Dark mascaraed lashes fluttering slightly with pupils blown wide rendering irises to mere rings of color. Blazing at him with a look of desire when Hizashi pushed off the bed with trembling breaths being taken by the both of them.
His husband tapped at his thighs, to which he uncurled them from around that slim waist of his. Sitting up, he got the delight of watching his husband's dark sweater flip up to reveal his stomach. Flipping up higher to that softly freckled chest with curls of blonde hair covering them beautifully. He found himself reaching out to touch his husband's waist before sliding his hands upwards towards his chest. Rubbing the pads of his fingers over his areolas as his husband whined.
Watching his husband's hands jerking as he tugged his sweater up. Trying to work it around his bun while being mindful of his hearing aids. He'd left his contacts in after work and God if he didn't find him beautiful with or without those red framed glasses. He watched the blonde tug his sweater up while he rubbed his fingers over his skin. Tracing the rim of his areolas with the edges of his nails happily before swirling his fingers inwards to flick over his hardening nipples.
A shudder ran over the blonde when he got his sweater up and over his head with thick locks dangling down as they broke free from the bun. He looked beautiful. He flicked his fingers over his husband's nipples once again before slipping the tips of his fingers beneath his jewelry to lift them upwards. Tugging. He loves his husband's piercings; even the navel piercing where that pink gem shimmered at him adorably. He lifted up, up, up as his husband's sweater fell to the floor in a heap.
A whine broke out of the blonde when he tugged sharply before letting his piercings fall back against his areola before sliding down his chest to his stomach. Muscles jumping in a vicious quiver when he slid his hands along his husband's waist. Fingers curling teasingly into the waistband of his pants when his husband turned. Grabbing at the drawer of their bedside table to tug it open with the items rattling around in them. He watched his husband produce the condom and a half-used tube of lube.
They kept their main tube on the other side of the bed, but he didn't blame his husband for not wanting to walk around. To climb onto the bed to the other side to get it. He tugged curiously on his husband's joggers, which got him a nod. And he happily tugged them down from his hips down to his thighs. It had his mouth watering at the bulge of his husband's dick straining effortlessly against his boxers. It twitched under his gaze as he worked his pants down to his knees.
Letting them fall down his legs in a heap at his ankles. He trailed his hands over Hizashi's softly freckled thighs before pulling his hands away when they trembled. He reached down for the hem of his own sweater to bunch it up in his hands. Flipping it up to his chest quickly with those green eyes burning at him as the light caught that shimmering blue eyeshadow, causing his eyes to sparkle. There was a slight smudge around his lips of the lipstick, much to his delight.
He squirmed as he then cut off his view of his husband as he worked his sweater up over his head. Locks of hair slipped through the neckline when the bed beside him dipped. The springs groaning quietly as his husband crawled onto the bed when he got his sweater over his head. Thrown onto the floor in a heap with his husband's, he turned to find Hizashi laying out behind him with his head on the pillow. And he couldn't help but snicker when blonde brows wiggled at him horribly as he pushed himself up carefully.
Leaning his weight instinctively to his right side when there was a rustle behind him. Hands drifting over his waist with lips pressing to the center of his back. Those hands then curled into the waistband of his pants to coax them down from his hips and over his ass. Down to his thighs, where it sagged quickly on the right side while his husband shifted forward to work them down to his left knee. From there it fell in a heal around his ankle, to which he sat backwards with Hizashi moving out of the way.
He kicked away his pants when he turned on the bed to crawl onto it properly with his husband's gaze watching him. Green eyes smoldering with that look of desire when hands opened and closed to beckon him closer to the blonde. Locks spread over the pillow like rays of gold that shined against the deep hue of their pillowcase when he dug the stump of his right leg into the bed firmly. Using his weight to swing his left leg over his husband.
Straddling the blonde's waist with hips pressing up against him instinctively as hands slid along his waist. Tugging him closer when he leaned forward as that lazy grin curled over pink smudged lips. He leaned down, pressing his lips to his husband's grinning ones, where they slid against his as hands slid along his waist. Kneading gently at him with thumbs tracing along his hips. He swore his left hip was far more sensitive with that tattoo grazing it. It had been from the day he'd gotten it.
He shivered with his hands coming down to press to his husband's chest, where he slid them up. Rubbing his palms over those hardened nipples when hips rocked up against him, to which he happily jumped to rock his hips with the blonde's hips. Moving together when he rubbed his hands up and down with nipples dragging delightfully against his palms as they hardened. The roll of those piercings against his palms when hands slid along his waist to curve backwards.
Sliding over his ass with hands, then coming up to sweep along his back, coaxing it to arch with tingles fanning under his warming skin as they pooled into his stomach. Rocking his hips down against his husband giddily, he rubbed his palms over his hardening nipples before bringing his fingers together to pinch. Twisting gently side to side with his husband whining at him encouragingly. His back arched from the bed slightly when he happily moved his lips against the blonde's.
Loving how once that grin faded from off of them, they curved to fit against his. As if they'd never broken apart. Rocking his hips down against his husband to soothe the ache that was twisting into his lower half viciously when his dick twitched. A curious twitch when hands slid over his shoulder blades. And then nails lazily dragged their way down his back which resulted in another twitch of his dick. Oh, it had tingles fanning under his skin as he continued to gently tweak his husband's nipples.
Twisting side to side gently with hands sliding up and down his back with a reverence that had him melting. Putty in this man's hands as that ache twisted sharply into his lower stomach. It had him groaning quietly with his husband moaning lowly at him in response when he twisted sharply at those hardening nipples before tugging. Loving the way his husband's back arched up into his hands with the blonde letting out another low, quiet sound. One that had his heart jumping into his throat.
His hips rolling slightly in between his rocks as his husband pressed up firmly against him, much to his delight as he rocked. A tight, hard press down against his husband, who groaned quietly with an encouragement he'd recognize anywhere when he felt hips press up fiercely against him. Rocking quickly with him when he swore, he felt a twitch of his husband's dick beneath him. It wouldn't be impossible. It had his own dick twitching in a volley at the thought when he pressed himself down hard to the blonde.
His husband groaned again with volume and pitch to get him squirming on top of his husband. Had him shuddering with his toes curling as he rocked down against him only to give a sharp tug at those hardened nipples. It had his husband squirming beneath him with hands sliding down his back to cup his ass. Rubbing over it with fingers, then curling in to squeeze at him. It had him squirming with delight with a moan at the blonde who clutched him closer.
Holding him tightly when hands rubbed over his ass with fingers flicking playfully at the waistband of his boxers. It had his back arching slightly with a groan slipping out of him lowly when he tugged at his husband's nipples again earning himself a low sound from the blonde. He didn't want to admit it. Not to himself but he knew it would be inevitable once Hizashi's fingers snuck beneath his boxers. Earlier, during their shower, the blonde had left earlier than him when he insisted on warming up a bit more.
Taking the time to get himself ready, he hadn't expected sex this afternoon, but it had been on his mind. Had been in the background simmering when his husband had been oh so lovingly washing his skin. Scrubbing his head gently and kneading at him through the loofah he used to wash his skin until he was sudded up. He had taken an extra handful of minutes to get himself ready when he dug in his costume pocket for the plug he'd slipped in there.
It had been risky getting the plug from the drawer while Hizashi drew the shower, but he'd done it. Grabbing the lube of water-based lubricant rather than their usual lube had been even riskier, but he'd done it. He had slipped the plug into himself earlier and he'd been happy to feel the comforting shape of it inside of him. Even if sex didn't happen this afternoon, he saw it as a win regardless for he'd be stretched for tonight. Something they both loved during sex.
To already be ready? To be stretched out? Ready like that for his husband? It had him squirming with a whimper leaving himself when he clenched instinctively around the plug within him. A shiver racing up his back when his husband let out a groan. A shiver worthy sound that rattled his damn bones with that low bass as he twisted at his husband's nipples. Sharp twists that had him squirming with Hizashi's back arching up from the bed to push into his hands delightfully.
Pinching sharply at those hardened nipples earned him a moan from the squirming blonde beneath him. Hips rocking together quickly when his dick twitched at that shrill pitch. The heat radiating off of his husband that had him shuddering with his lips sliding urgently against his husband's which was returned to him. A passion bubbling into the kiss that he returned with his own passion as he rocked his hips down against his husband tightly.
A side-to-side motion that had the blonde groaning at him with hands sliding along his back curving forward. Squeezing at his waist when he felt hips pressing up against him fervently as they rocked with. Hands kneading at his waist firmly with hips pressing up against him firmly when he pressed his hips down tightly to Hizashi's. Groaning at the blonde delightedly with his fingers moving to tweak at his husband's hardened nipples.
Twisting side to side with enough force to get his husband whining out beneath him. Hands sliding from his waist up his back again coaxing it to arch slightly. It him whining back at the tingles racing underneath his skin that was so warm, warm, warm. Hot. He rocked hips down against Hizashi's quickly with the blonde following along effortlessly with him sending flutters to his stomach. His dick twitching in a volley when he then moved his hips to roll down.
Grinding himself against his husband who moaned up at him with nails dragging down his back. The action sent tingles racing under his skin to pool into his stomach. Moaning back at the blonde squirming beneath him when he squirmed himself as his stomach fluttered with the pooling tingles. His hips wriggling before he ground himself down viciously against his husband with a moan spilling out of him again at the resulting pleasure.
The way it had his dick twitching in a volley when he tugged on those pierced nipples. Pinching harder at him until he was half convinced, he could feel the bars running through them. It had his husband throwing his head back on a shrill cry with hips jerking up to thrust wildly against him which nudged him up lightly. Thank God their room was expertly soundproofed. It had him moaning eagerly at the blonde as he rolled his hips back down to grind against his husband.
Shuddering with a whimper when the blonde thrusted up against him again. Grinding tightly up against him with circles that had his toes curling when nails dragged down his back viciously. Leaving burning lines behind that had him whimpering at the blonde who whined back at him. Clutching him close with arms tightening around him when he moved his fingers to roll those hardened nipples between them with his hips moving to grind down.
Tight, hard circles as he kissed at his husband's jaw line then nipping playfully at it before crawling his lips down to his husband's throat. Loving how Hizashi showed little worry about tilting his head back to offer up more of his throat to him. Kissing softly at his throat, he gave a playful nip to his Adam's apple as he continued to roll his nipples between his fingers as he gave another hard pinch. A squeeze that had his husband moaning with hips moving to buck up against him again.
Grinding together tightly with nails dragging over his lower back tearing a moan out of him. A shrill, airy burst of volume leaving him as he nipped at his husband's Adam's Apple again. Causing it to bob beneath his lips when hands slid up his back over the burning lines. Soft. God, the blonde's hands were so soft. Tugging sharply at his husband's nipples had his chest arching up when he gave a playful nip to his throat that had his Adam's Apple bobbing in another swallow.
Grinding himself down against his husband, he swore he caught the twitches of his husband's dick beneath him. It had heat ripping under his skin in a dazzling flash that had him gasping as nails dragged down his back leaving burning lines behind. Nails dragged down then curved forward to claw at his waist. It had his hips bucking against his husband instinctively with a moan bursting out of him when he crawled his lips up with soft kisses before biting down.
Sucking the skin into his mouth with hard suckles which had his husband groaning out with a hand twisting into his hair to hold him there. Tugging at his hair lightly had him squirming with hips moving faster. Grinding in hard circles that brought a friction that had his dick twitching wildly when he felt a wet droplet soak into his boxers. It had him moaning into his spot as he continued to suckle at his skin when he began to move his hips in an up and down sliding rub.
Something he'd picked up from his husband. And God if it didn't have the blonde moaning deafeningly at him with hips jumping to move with him as he continued to drag his hips back and forth. Nails dragging over a shoulder blade to get his back arching as he moved his hips quickly to rub himself shamelessly against his husband. And God, it had him shivering when the blonde let out a moan when he felt the twitching bulge beneath him beginning to harden.
Ohhh, it had him moaning at his husband in response to that slight stiffening as he moved his hips to rub himself against the growing bulge. Grinding himself down fervently against his husband when he felt fingers yank sharply at his hair sending a spark of heat down his back. Getting it to arch when that hand slipped out of his hair. Hands coming down to curl into the waistband of his boxers when his dick twitched in a volley with another wet drop soaking into his boxers. And another.
Another, another, another. Whimpering at that shameless dripping when he felt hands working his boxers over his ass when his breath hitched. Fingers drifting over his cheeks when they curved inwards. He felt fingers flick at the flat end of his plug to which he let out a louder whimper unintentionally with his fingers tightening on his husband's nipples. Tugging at them earning himself a whimper from his husband who tapped at the end of his plug again.
A light drumming hit when a groan slipped out of his husband who squirmed beneath him. Hips grinding up fervently in tight, hard circles that had his back arching. That light drumming of his husband's fingers nudged the plug into him playfully. Shallow, twitching thrusts that had him squeezing tightly around the plug within him with a moan. Grinding down tightly against his husband with that giddy joy as he felt the man growing hard beneath him.
He dragged his hips back and forth again to rub his taint over the bulge of his growing erection with a low moan spilling out of him. Heat raked its claws lazily beneath the surface of his skin leaving him squirming. Twisting. Fingers drummed playfully on the end of the plug nudging it deeper into him as he clenched around it. Loving the low moan that spilled out of his husband in response with fingers drumming on the end. Tapping, tapping, tapping.
It had him whimpering shrilly at his husband who merely tugged at the end to pull it back slightly before thrusting it slickly into him. It had his inner walls trembling before clenching around the toy that had kept him spread since they returned home. Two hours. Two long hours with this toy stuffed inside of him to make sure that he'd be ready for sex tonight. His inner walls trembled again when he gave a clench as his husband thrusted the plug into him shallowly with a light squelch.
A hand squeezing at his ass cheek hard with a burst of strength that had him moaning into his spot. Suckling harder at the skin with his teeth digging into the spot as his husband moaned throatily above him. His throat vibrating lightly beneath his mouth with the sound that sent shivers down his back. Rubbing himself shamelessly against his husband, he felt nails lightly biting into his cheek like burning points.
Digging into his cheek with a hard squeeze that had him moaning out ecstatically at his husband as hips moved together to grind. And God, he felt it. That rush of blood through his veins draining from his head. Streaking through him so fast it ached when he grinded himself down fiercely against his husband with a moan. The blood gushing to his aching crotch quickly as he began to harden finally. He shuddered with his back arching when he thrusted against the blonde who thrusted up against him.
A moan spilling out of the both of them in unison when he felt fingers playing with the end of his plug. Wiggling it in lazy circles that had him tightening around the wriggling plug inside of him. He lifted his mouth from his spot with a pop as he then lapped his teeth over the indentations that were left behind. Shaking, shallow pants were being taken by the both of them as he rolled his hips down to grind fervently against the squirming blonde beneath him.
All while fingers continued to play with his plug. God, he loves it. He wants more, more, more from this man who grabbed at the end of his plug. And with a strong, firm tug the toy was being tugged out of him with a lewd squelch. He lifted himself up with his hands pressing to his husband's chest when he felt hands coaxing his boxers down further to his thighs. He swallowed before moving forward with his hands reaching down to help get the fabric down his thighs.
His half hard erection twitching as blood continued to pool into it when he was turning around to work his boxers from around his ankle. Kicking it away, he yelped when he was rolled onto his side. His back put to the blonde behind him when hands left his waist. And fuck, it had blood gushing through his veins at the realization that had him gasping. Squirming as his erection filled out only to come tap up against his stomach with a happy twitch.
He listened to the rustling behind him to which he peaked over his shoulder to find Hizashi's boxers flying down his legs. Flicked off the edge of the bed with his erection springing up with his mouth watering at the sight of those piercings. Piercings he'd played with not even two or three days ago. Piercings he could still feel rubbing over his tongue and down his throat. It had him swallowing when he watched that erection twitch against his husband's stomach. Light winking off the studs mesmerizingly.
Watching the blonde's fingers moving to spread a small droplet of lube over his piercings causing them to shine slickly. Hands lifting the condom up to rip it open with fingers grabbing the slippery ring. It had him squirming excitedly with his breaths rasping in and out of him as his inner walls weakly spasmed together. Clenching. Lamenting how empty he felt without the plug inside of him. Something he'd failed to pay attention to too when it was in but now that it was out?
It had him squirming on the blankets with a whimper choking itself in his throat when he twisted his fingers idly into the blanket beneath him. Watching his husband roll the condom on with his left hand where he fussed with the end at the base. And then his husband was rolling towards him. Oh, it had him squirming eagerly with his breaths racing when a hand slid over his waist to squeeze comfortingly. He reached backwards to grab at his cheek to spread himself open for the blonde who kissed softly at his shoulder.
His chest fluttering with his quick breaths of anticipation when he felt the slick touch of the blonde's condomed erection pressing against him. The head rubbing against his hole much to his delight when he shuddered as his hips squirmed before arching backwards. Tugging at his cheek to spread himself open the best that he could with the blonde kissing his shoulder with lips trailing up to the side of his neck. No rubbing. No sliding. No teasing.
It had him squirming when he felt the blonde's arm wriggling beneath his neck with his hand coming out. Fingers trailing over his jaw gently while lips continued kissing at his skin. Hips pressing with the head nudging, nudging, nudging at him. Rubbing at his hole with the head nudging at him playfully when he pressed back harder against that nudging head only to suck in a breath. Trembling out of him when there was a give; a slick, delicious give that had his husband sinking into him.
Fast, fast, fast. Ohhh, it had his husband moaning so lowly in his ear it sent shivers down his back when teeth nipped at the shell of his ear playfully. Fingers traced along his jaw before three fingers came up gently to tap at his lips. Hips moving as he sank backwards against his husband who moaned again in that low pitch as he slid slickly into him. He clenched tightly around that thick, twitching erection with delight as he gasped in only for it to fly out on a keening moan. Needy. Desperate.
It had him squirming when he bottomed out; his ass hitting lightly against his husband's pelvis as he shuddered. An arm curled around his waist which his hand flew towards as he held onto his husband's forearm tightly. Panting shakily when he got another tap of those fingers against his lips gently. Tracing along his bottom lip and his top lip; feeling out blindly the shape of them. It had him swallowing down that burst of excitement when he opened his mouth up.
His husband's fingers slipping past his teeth. Fingers rubbing over his tongue as he closed his mouth around those fingers happily. Sucking gently on them, he couldn't help a wince at the flavor of their lube, but it was faint at the very least. Hardly anything overwhelming when he continued to suckle gently on his husband's fingers with his eyes fluttering shut when he felt fingers rubbing gently at his tongue. Shallow, hesitant movements as hips began to grind against him.
A tight, fervent grinding that had him whining lowly in his throat. He clutched at his husband's forearm with the blonde twisting himself to press tightly against his back. Crowding him in the best possible way to get him moaning when he clenched tightly around the twitching erection inside of him. Just the right thickness. Reaching so deeply into him, much to his ecstasy as the blonde's hips moved against him restlessly with that light squelching ringing out from his eager movement.
He squeezed at the forearm he held then began to grind backwards against his husband with shaking pants being taken. God, it was euphoric. It was the best. How simple it was to have his husband stuffed into him to the hilt while he suckled on his fingers. It was a fantasy, a simple one, but one he'd wanted so badly. It had him melting into his husband's chest as he suckled at his fingers eagerly while they rubbed over his tongue cautiously. Comfortingly.
Keeping from going too deep and choking him, he suckled with that quiet sound ringing out as all three fingers continued to rub at his tongue. Hips grinding, grinding, grinding together. Fuck, his husband felt so fucking good inside of him. His erection ached with that light throbbing against his stomach but God if this didn't feel perfect. If he didn't feel so damn tranquil in all of his life. He suckled giddily with his lashes tickling his cheeks with light flutters while his husband kissed at the side of his neck.
Coaxing his hair away from it with a hand resting on his hip to knead gently at him. His fingers tracing the edge of his moving hip while he clung to his forearm with a moan. It had his husband groaning back at him when he clenched tightly around him again. The idle rub of that erection against his inner walls that pressed against his prostate effortlessly had him shuddering. Squirming. His husband had never been very thick but when he was hard? Oh, he stiffened up beautifully.
His husband had always been a shower rather than a grower. And God, when he got hard like this there was a thickness to his erection that he found himself adoring. Something that filled him up in all the perfect fucking ways to get him writhing. Twisting. He suckled on his husband's fingers that rubbed gently at his tongue when he got a low moan from the blonde behind him with hips grinding together frantically. Quickly.
That light squelching of their eager movements ringing out in the quiet of the bedroom. The blinding light from the window filling the space with a bright white-light that made his eyes ache. And yet there was something so perfect about this. Something so undeniably perfect that it had his heart racing in thudding hits against his chest. Whimpering ecstatically at his husband who whined at him with teeth nibbling on the tip of his ear that stung with the heat of his blush.
He didn't want this to end. He didn't want this to be a quickie and that be that. Not when he was feeling the most comfort in all of his damn life. When he had first developed his oral fixation, he'd thought of it as something that just was. Soothing himself by sucking on his knuckles, his fingers, his hair and clothing was something he needed to soothe. His hard candies he kept in abundance and even the tubes of his pouches that he fiddled with while he suckled at it.
But this? This was something straight out of his personal wet dreams. Something out of that quiet fantasy that didn't get to breathe during the first challenge or the second. This was heavenly. To be stuffed full of his husband's erection while he got to suck on his fingers like this? Knowing his husband didn't find it weird? Oh, it had him euphoric. He wanted nothing more than to stay like this all night. To never separate.
Their hips moved to grind together with that spark of eagerness between them as he squeezed tightly around his husband. God, it all felt so good. So good, so good, so good. He felt ready to climb out of his own body. To float. He felt the forearm shifting beneath his hand sliding away when he whimpered only to be given his husband's hand. Holding onto it tightly, his right hand twisted into the blanket. He listened to the quiet sound of his suckling when Hizashi pulled his hips back.
Snapping forward with a sleek, shallow thrust to get him moaning when he clenched around that twitching shaft giddily earning himself a moan from his husband. His face burying itself into the side of his neck while those fingers rubbed at his tongue. He moved it then to wedge between his index and middle finger then between his middle and ring. Wrapping his tongue around them the best that he could when he slid his hips forward then came back to meet his husband's shallow thrust.
Moaning around those fingers that rubbed against his tongue before sliding in further. Not quite to the back of his throat yet but he was more than happy to welcome more of those fingers into his mouth as he suckled at them. Catching the faint tracing of soap. The makeup his husband had been touching a little bit ago. It wasn't unpleasant and God knows he wasn't going to complain now. He suckled at the blonde's fingers happily when hips moved together.
His slid forward while his husband pulled back only for both to meet in the middle with a light slap of their skin meeting. A moan slipping out of his husband when he clenched tightly around him with a squeeze that had the blonde moaning at him louder. Kissing at the side of his neck while the hand in his squeezed comfortingly at him. Fingers interlocking together to hold onto together when he swung his hips forward slightly then moving backwards. Meeting his husband's surprisingly gentle thrust.
Was it going to be love making first? Then tonight he'd be fucked while he suckled on his husband's fingers? It had a shiver racing down his back as he swung his hips forward then back. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Easing himself into a gentle, shallow rhythm that had his husband moving along with him. Listening to that slick squelch of the lube and condom rubbing together rang out.
The hand in his squeezing firmly while fingers pressed down on his tongue when he began suckling at them again. He didn't think he had the words to explain to his husband how comforting this was. How oddly, warmly touching it was. Far more intimate than any other time they'd made love. Hips continued to move shallowly back and forth, back and forth, back and forth with his husband meeting him in the middle with hips striking at him gently. Nothing harder than necessary.
God, it sent shivers up his back better than a rough, brutal fucking would. Sometimes it was nice to take a breather. Nice to make love rather than that brutal fucking that always had him clawing up the walls. He moved his hips quickly with that shallow depth of theirs when his husband moved with him. Hips striking him gently with the hand in his squeezing tightly while the fingers of his other hand rubbed at his tongue. Twisting around it gently while he suckled at them with his hair rustling over the pillow.
Moving his hips quickly with that snapping speed that used no more strength than usual. A gentle hit back against his husband's pelvis rhythmically with his husband moving with him to meet thrust for thrust. As if he couldn't stand to be still but he wasn't pounding him. Fucking him. Instead, remaining gentle with his thrusts forward that hit against him with that light slap. He shuddered with his legs squirming slightly when he whined around his husband's fingers.
Suckling at them comfortingly, he rubbed his tongue against the underside of them. Lapping at the pads of his fingers. Those faint tastes that had been lingering were fading away. Giving way for the taste of Hizashi's skin which had him suckling eagerly with a moan at the taste of salt clinging to his fingers. He lapped at the pads of his fingers eagerly when he felt lips fluttering down his neck to his shoulder. Racing, shallow pants being taken by the both of them when his husband rubbed at his tongue.
Hips moving to hit gently against him with that light slap of skin meeting. The squelch of the lube and condom rubbing together when he clenched tightly around his husband. It had the blonde moaning into his shoulder with his arm tightening around him. The hand in his squeezing. He moved his hips eagerly with another whimper tearing out of him as he lifted his right hand up to grip at his husband's wrists as fingers rubbed playfully at his tongue.
He rubbed his tongue to those fingers before wiggling it between his husband's fingers. Snapping his hips back for that gentle hit against his pelvis with a moan bursting out of him at the rub of that erection against his inner walls. The stretch. Fuck, it was so much better than the plugs. Better than the fattest one they had in their drawers. Hizashi's erection stretched him just enough to get him moaning lowly in his throat at the ecstatic pleasure it sent pooling into his stomach.
There was nothing that could beat the stretch of having his husband inside of him. And for some reason, that bright brilliant afternoon light made this all the more surreal. Like he was living in a fantasy rather than the reality that was making love with his husband. They hardly had time in the afternoon for they were always shoveling, grading, cooking or watching after their children. There was hardly time in the afternoon for sex but here he was.
Laid out on his side with his husband's erection slipping effortlessly in and out with a rub against his inner walls that had him moaning. His head tipped back slightly against the pillow it rested on. Fingers thrusting into his mouth gently while he suckled fervently at them with his hands tightening on his husband's hand and his forearm. Moaning around his fingers had his husband groaning when he clenched. Hips striking gently at him as they moved together with quick thrusts.
It had his toes curling with his leg and thigh squirming as his erection dripped onto his stomach with a twitch. Smearing drops of pre-come that welled on the slit only to smear onto his stomach. Moving his hips quickly, he found there was no desire to slam himself back. If anything, he adored the easy speed that they had going now. The gentle hit of his husband's hips striking against him relentlessly. Lips fluttered over his shoulder with the blonde's arms tightening around him.
All three of those fingers thrusting shallowly into his mouth as he suckled fervently at them. His confidence bubbling as he toyed with Hizashi's fingers with his tongue. Tracing their shape, the edges of his nails, the knob of his knuckles that rubbed lightly against the roof of his mouth when his tongue arched up. The length of those slender fingers thrusting in time with his husband's hips as he continued his idle suckling.
Moving his hips quickly with his husband with that drool worthy rub against his inner walls to get his back arching slightly. To get him moaning deafeningly at the blonde behind him who moaned back at him as hips struck against him gently. Rhythmically. It had his thighs rubbing together with his hands clutching at his husband eagerly with the blonde whimpering then in a shrill pitch that had him flinching.
A burst of volume that had his eardrums throbbing from the close proximity only to have his husband choke it down. Tightening his hands on Hizashi's got him a squeeze back from the hand in his. Fingers rubbing over his tongue as they fanned out just enough to allow him to slip between them effortlessly. He shuddered with his hips snapping back to hit gently against his husband's pelvis with that deafening squelch ringing out. The light slap of their skin meeting again and again.
His husband's moans and groans spilling out of him into his shoulder. The muffled quality of his own moans and groans. Whines and whimpers. It was beautiful. Everything about this was more than he could have imagined. God, if his husband left pink smudges on his skin that would just be the epitome of bliss. It had him shuddering with his back arching again when lips began to press to his upper back. Across the back of his shoulder with soft smacks ringing out as lips pressed firmly to his skin.
As if his husband was determined to leave pink marks on his skin. As if he knew that's what he would want. It had him moaning when he slid his tongue against his husband's fingers that came together again. Suckling at them with slow, shallow thrusts of those fingers being given into his mouth with the blonde moaning into his back. Hips snapping forward to strike gently at him when that erection twitched within him to which he clenched instinctively.
Squeezing to get that drool worthy rub of his erection against his inner walls that had him shuddering. The light, faint scratch of the rubber condom against his inner walls that always drove him insane. The idea that he could feel those piercings rubbing against his inner walls had him moaning around his husband's fingers. A deafening burst of volume that had his husband moaning back at him with hips moving quickly together to meet in the middle. Nothing hard. Nothing blinding.
God, it was damn good if he was honest with himself. He swung his hips forward to lengthen that thrust slightly before jerking back to hit lightly against his husband's pelvis. The blonde moaned at him with the hand in his tightening while fingers thrusted into his mouth gently as he sucked at them eagerly. Lapping and licking at them with fingers curling to rub down against his tongue. It had his heart jumping in his chest wildly over its pounding beats
He felt his husband beginning to lengthen his pull back. Flying forward where they met in the middle beautifully. A light slap of their skin ringing out had him shuddering with a moan bursting out if him in unison with his husband. There was no rush. No pounding of the blonde's hips at him. Shivering as he clenched around his husband's twitching erection, he rubbed his thumb against his wrist gently. Squeezing at him as fingers continued their slow thrust into his mouth.
He suckled at them with the spark of eagerness. He was floating. Melting in his own skin with each thrust given that they met in the middle for. There was a quickness to their movements, but God help him if it didn't have his toes curling to lightly slap against his husband's pelvis. Loving when his husband moaned encouragingly at him. Suckling on his fingers with that spark of eagerness when they pressed down. Fuck him, if this wasn't the best fucking thing.
He knew they should have waited until later but seeing his husband with those shimmering blue eyelids and pink lips. That soft blush on his cheeks? How could he possibly think of anything else? Moaning around his husband's fingers when he clenched tightly around the blonde only to have teeth scrape over his shoulder. It had him shuddering with his foot wriggling slightly over the blanket as he swung his hips forward.
Coming back no harder than need be as they moved fast, fast, fast together without that strength. It wasn't needed. He didn't need to be pounded for it to feel good. His husband moved with him as teeth dug into his shoulder gently with fingers tightening on his. The slow thrusts of his husband's fingers into his mouth coming to a stop to merely rub at his licking tongue. Sucking. Fondling. It was like being given the best gift of his life.
It had been such a small fantasy but one that had remained, nonetheless. One that had been unnoticed for quite some time. He could feel saliva pooling in the corner of his mouth which forced him to swallow the pooling saliva in his mouth. To keep from choking on it or drooling over their pillow. He happily held onto his husband's wrist and hand as he listened to the quiet sound of his sucking. The slick squelches of the condom and lube rubbing together when he tightened around his husband.
The light slap of their skin meeting again and again. The back of throat sounds leaving himself and his husband. The moans, groans, whines and whimpers leaving the both of them in near unison. Sounds carried on racing pants just barely making it out to be heard with hands clutching at one another. Fingers sliding over his tongue while he suckled at them fervently with his hips moving quickly to move with his husband. Coming back against his pelvis with a giddy ecstasy that was twisting into his chest.
A pleasure that was pooling into his stomach leaving him utterly breathless as he clung onto the hand in his. The blonde's wrist. His erection was throbbing against his stomach with pre-come dripping onto it again and again shamelessly. Leaving behind a slick patch beneath the head of his erection when it twitched. Jerking away from his stomach briefly. He can only imagine the thin strands of pre-come connecting the head of his erection to his stomach.
Glistening strands that would flutter apart when it rested back against his stomach again when he huffed out. His hips canting forward to thrust into the air in his swings forward before coming backwards to hit against his husband's pelvis. Fuck him, he loves having those fingers in his mouth. Loves being able to suck on something while his husband moved quickly with him. Trying to keep their thrusts smooth and even. Moving without the need of that jagged pounding rhythm that they often used.
Just quick thrusts being given to give him the pleasure he needed from that fast rhythm. It had him arching in his husband's hold with a moan tearing out of him at the rub. God, fuck him, the rub was everything. The stretch around his husband's erection that came effortlessly after having that plug inside of him for two hours. A plug that had stretched him out beautifully before his husband had slipped into him. He loves Hizashi. Loves him for giving this to him without thinking twice about it.
Moaning around his husband's fingers as he clung onto the hand in his desperately which got him a squeeze back from the blonde. Hips striking against him gently despite that fast speed they used with fingers rubbing down against his tongue. Allowing him to rub his tongue back against those fingers of his that tasted so good. They tasted better than they had initially, but he adores the taste of them now as he slid his tongue up to rub at the underside of his fingers.
To lap at the pads of his fingers before slipping his tongue between them. Rubbing the bottom of his tongue across the top of his fingers. Using the tip of his tongue to prod the edges of his nails. The tips of his fingers. He could do this all day. He could do this all night. To suckle on this man's fingers while he fucks him senseless tonight sounds damn good. Just like their lovemaking right now was the absolute best.
The quick, urgent speed used by both of them as his husband slipped in and out of him with that amazing rub against his inner walls. Fuck, it was good. He didn't think his husband would be alright with a quickie like this, but he should have guess. Should have at least had the foresight to know that his husband would agree to doing this now. It had him moaning delightedly with his hand squeezing at Hizashi's wrist with a squirm of the man behind him.
Teeth scraping playfully over the back of his shoulder with racing pants fanning over his skin as his husband's hips snapped forward with gentle hits. It was so damn good. He felt half out of his mind with the euphoria. With the arousal. Having his husband's fingers in his mouth while they had sex had always been a fantasy of his. Sometimes, his mouth felt so damn empty he wanted something inside of it whether that was his own fingers or his candy.
Something to toy and fiddle with until he settled down for the night or afternoon. He couldn't deny that some part of him liked going down on his husband just for the sheer comfort of his heavy dick on his tongue. How it slipped down his throat. How it tasted. Felt. It was all a thing of comfort, and he couldn't deny that on the nights he had a hard time sleeping it was so tempting thinking of slipping beneath the blankets. To suckle on his husband's dick until he felt calm again.
Or to slip those slender fingers into his mouth but he'd refused. He'd find other ways to calm himself whether that involved his oral fixation or not. But this? This was something straight out of a damn wet dream. Something that he'd been fantasizing about for years. And it proved itself to be more than worth it. Proved to be more than hot. It had him sucking harder at the fingers pressing down firmly to his tongue with his hand sliding down from his husband's wrist to caress his forearm.
Huffing through his nose deafeningly with his toes curling tightly as he snapped his hips back quickly. Hitting against Hizashi's pelvis no harder than need be with his chest arching. His back lifting away from Hizashi's chest which merely allowed those lips to flutter across his upper back. Kisses that had his skin tingling from those soft kisses he placed over his skin with the hand in his squeezing before tugging away.
It had him whining shrilly at his husband even as he suckled at his fingers with that change in pressure. The blonde moaned at him in response with the hand in his leaving as he grabbed onto his forearm again with a hissing breath. Fingers were drifting along the underside of his erection to which he hissed in a breath. Hips moved quickly when he whimpered with his hips canting forward to thrust against those drifting fingers.
His hands clutching at the blonde's wrist and forearm with nails digging in. Holding onto the man who writhed behind him with a keening moan spilling out of the blonde who nuzzled his face in between his shoulder blades. Teeth dragging teasingly on the sensitive spot to get his back arching with a moan spilling out of him hopefully. It had him writhing, twisting, squirming eagerly with his husband squirming and twisting with him.
Impossible to stay still with hips snapping together at that new draw back that his husband was using. Pulling back, back, back until the head rested inside of him before thrusting forward slickly into him. Long thrusts that had him moaning eagerly as he suckled at the fingers that were rubbing over his tongue delightfully when his hips shook. Canting forward with a thrust against those drifting fingers eagerly with his hands tightening on his holds. God, all of it was so fucking good.
Even if they were only having a quickie. Shuddering, he snapped his hips back faster, faster, faster. Feeling his husband moving with his change in speed when fingers wrapped around his throbbing erection. It was an erratic throbbing that begged for a touch. For a stroke. It had him whimpering around his husband's fingers as hips struck at him gently as they could while remaining fast. Snapping into him.
Pleasure pooled into his stomach when his husband yanked his hips back faster with long thrusts that had him arching. Squirming. Fuck, they were damn good. The rhythmic hits of his husband's hips striking against him with that gentle strength to get his toes curling tightly when he moaned around his fingers. A throaty sound that snapped out of him with those fingers curling to press against his tongue with hips moving fast. Quick.
As if that quiet urgency of time weighed against them as he snapped his hips back against the blonde's pelvis giddily. There was a squirm of the man behind him with a whine spilling out of the blonde when he squeezed. Clenching tightly around the blonde's throbbing erection with a spark of delight as he fought the urge to throw his head back. Anything to avoid those fingers slipping out of his mouth when he wasn't ready for them to be out. Not yet.
He suckled quickly at the blonde's fingers that squirmed and rolled over his tongue delightfully. He knew each groove, line, and knuckle on those slender fingers. The blunt edges of his nails scraped amazingly over the top of his tongue. The way they wiggled slightly. God, it was amazing. He moaned throatily at his husband only to get a moan back from the blonde who lifted his head up. He felt the tip of his husband's tongue trace along the shell of his ear before nipping sharply at the tip of it.
It sent a shiver down his back as he suckled at Hizashi's fingers in harder pulls with his tongue moving to wrap around his fingers awkwardly. To lap and lick. To massage and slide his tongue over his fingers the same way he would if the blonde's dick were in his mouth. His husband moaned lowly into his ear sending shivers down his back as pants fanned over his ear. Oh, that had him shivering like nothing else as he clung to his holds on his husband's arms.
The hand wrapped around him kneading at him firmly with squeezes that had his hips bucking forward to thrust into his husband's hand. Moaning around his fingers giddily when that hand began to stroke; moving in time with their fast, swinging hips much to his delight. Stroking him fast, fast, fast with twisting curves near the head to get him whining. It was just like he had unintentionally taught him. Lazy twists near the head with fingers swiping over it with the pads of those fingers rolling over the head tightly.
Tracing the slit where beads of pre-come welled up effortlessly as he moaned shamelessly around his husband's fingers. Squirming with hips bucking to thrust against those swirling fingers before his hand slid down his shaft to the base. Stroking him fast like their thrusts as he clung onto the blonde any way that he could with brows twitching together. Squeezing tightly together with a moan spilling out of him with his back arching slightly with hips snapping back eagerly.
To hit against his husband's pelvis quickly when hips yanked back only to wriggle. And thrusting back into him, he found himself shouting around his fingers. His mouth dropping open with fingers curved to remain in his mouth with another cry spilling out of him when Hizashi yanked back then snapped forward in a thrust that nudged him forward lightly. Heat raked up his back in a wave that had him trembling at the force of that pleasure. Hitting at his prostate perfectly much to his ecstasy.
Jerking with a buck when he wailed out as his husband hit at it again. And again. Again, again, again. It had him tightening his holds on his husband before sucking in a breath then closing his mouth around his fingers. Sucking harder at them with a change in speed as he prodded the blonde's wriggling fingers with huffing pants fanning over his ear when his husband moaned. A trembling sound that had him squirming eagerly with his inner walls clamping down around.
Twitching, throbbing erection inside of him. Fuck him, it felt so good. Having his husband inside of him was a pleasure that he couldn't get enough of. A pleasure that he was addicted to, and he'd admit it proudly. Huffing through his nose with a jerk at the heat ripping up his back again, again, again had him twisting. Writhing. It was so good! Hits to his prostate were utterly relentless. Coming again and again to get him jerking and jolting. Waves of heat ripping up his back in waves that had it arching.
His husband's hand squeezed his erection so damn good. His hand stroking fast to keep in time with their fast thrusts being given by the both of them. Urgent. Eager. It was hard to tell which emotion was more prevalent, but he was more than delighted to hold onto his husband who moaned lowly in his ear. It sent shivers racing down his back with his hands holding onto his husband desperately. Panting through his nose wildly but it didn't feel like nearly enough for his hungry lungs.
Soon. Soon he'd let go of his husband's fingers but God if they weren't comforting him right now as he suckled at them. If they didn't feel perfect in his mouth. If he didn't adore sucking on his husband's fingers while prodding and licking at them while he fucked him. It had his toes curling tightly with hitching breaths being taken when heat ripped up his back again and again. Fanning under his skin to leave him burning with a feverish heat that had him huffing desperately.
His hands trembling as they clung onto his husband when he thrusted shamelessly into his husband's hand. Thrusts that had the blonde moaned at him with fingers tightening around him only to curve up lazily. Swiping over the dripping head of his erection slickly only to tap. A wet sound ringing out with each tap of the pads of those fingers against the head. Rubbing fiercely into the slit to get his hips jumping to thrust against those grinding fingers with heat snapping up his back.
God, he was going to burst into flames. He was going to melt into a puddle. He didn't know what the hell he was going to do but he was boiling in his own skin. His blood was boiling through his veins with that heat twisting under his skin. Razing into him with claws beneath the surface of his skin that had him gasping through his nose. Fuck him, he wasn't going to last long. Not if his husband kept slamming into his prostate the way that he was relentlessly.
Mercilessly. Hit after hit to that sensitive spot had him jerking and jolting with nails dragging over skin. Clinging to his husband the best that he could while that heat ripped up his back. The pleasure pooling into his stomach like molten lava that had him moaning out delightedly. His hands clinging to the blonde desperately with his thighs squirming together with his his husband stroking him fast, fast, fast. Strokes that twisted lazily up near the head before sliding back down to the base.
The hits of those hips against him were inching past that gentle hit but he didn't mind it whatsoever. He knew his husband had to be getting close too. He could feel that fluttering in his stomach drawing together with each thrust against his prostate. Hitting against the small spot inside of him that had him damn near seeing stars. Suckling on Hizashi's fingers to keep himself tethered down to reality as they rubbed at his tongue comfortingly. Knuckles grazing the top of his mouth as he suckled.
Fuck, he was so hot, so hot, so hot. He was burning up. It had him twisting eagerly with lips fluttering over his shoulder before dipping down with pants fanning over his skin. Kissing at the back of his shoulder with the blonde moaning at him when he squeezed. Clamping down around that throbbing erection delightedly with the faint scratch of that condomed erection rubbing against his inner walls. He was so damn dizzy with that pleasure that he swore he could feel those piercings rubbing at him.
Rolling over his inner wall through the material of the condom. He felt that fluttering in his stomach twisting into a hot spark into his lower stomach. A coal of heat that burned brighter than any other heat raking under his skin. It had his breaths hitching hopefully when his husband began to slam forward faster, faster, faster. With a bit more of that strength to get him moaning encouragingly at the blonde who grunted quietly into his shoulder blade.
Stroking him quickly in time with the slamming thrusts that had him moaning around his husband's fingers when he caught the pinging ring of a phone. A text? A notification? He couldn't tell but it had him whimpering around his husband's fingers. Suckling them fervently with his hands clutching at his arms he felt himself climbing up that mountain. Ripping up higher, higher, higher with his hips thrusting wildly into his husband's hand desperately.
Snapping backwards to meet his thrusts as he squirmed in his hold with his thighs rubbing together. Trembling, squirming, writhing. He swore neither of them could keep still as his husband's hips began jumping faster. Harder. Oh, oh, oh it was everything. Making love. Fucking. It was hard to tell which this was, but he was clawing his way up that mountain with his world shrinking. Burning down to a hot point where nothing mattered but moving hips. Slamming thrusts.
Where no one mattered but Hizashi, Hizashi, Hizashi. It had him clawing at his husband with his nails digging in as he gasped through his nose. Sucking harder, harder, harder at the fingers in his mouth when he found himself squirming with the blonde slamming into him. Rubbing so good against his inner walls as he suckled at his fingers comfortingly when he found himself clawing its way up to the precipice. Teetering.
Dancing on that line with hard hits to his prostate to get his thighs shaking with the rest of him. Flexing. Tensing. His erection throbbing in his husband's grasp as he thrusted wildly into his hand with fingers squeezing tightly at him. Oh, oh, it was fucking good. So good, so good! He was burning up hotter, hotter, hotter. He was twisting and squirming in Hizashi's grasp as he thrusted into his hand. Slamming back against his pelvis fiercely with the blonde moaning at him fervently lowly in his ear.
It had him clawing at his husband's wrists and his forearm when he began to tense. Shaking. He was so close. So close, so close, so close. He could fucking taste it. Each hit against his prostate was driving him closer, closer, closer. Raking hotter. Burning. He can't burn for so long. Not like this. It was a heat that left him gasping through his nose as his thighs trembled when they rubbed together. His hips slamming back against his husband's pelvis again and again eagerly.
Hips moving quickly with a keening whimper spilling out of him when he suckled at his husband's fingers eagerly. So close, so close! It was driving him insane as his erection throbbed erratically in his husband's grasp. Clenching tightly around the blonde's throbbing erection inside of him when his husband was slamming forward harder than the rest. A hard, slamming thrust to his pelvis that had him sucking in a sharp breath before his mouth fell open on a wail as he threw his head back.
Fingers slipping slickly out of his mouth as he found himself falling. His eyes rolled back on him with lashes fluttering on his hot cheek as his thighs tensed. Tingles racing up them only to explode into his stomach blindingly. His husband moaned lowly before grinding fervently against him before pulling back to thrust into him again, again, again. Doing so while his orgasm tipped over him leaving him stiffening up as he tensed. Shaking, shaking, shaking as those white-hot waves slammed over him.
Aided by hits to his prostate that had him tightening around his husband who moaned at him enthusiastically with wet fingers touching his lip. Sliding down to his chin as the hand on his erection slid to the base to knead when he slammed into him once more. And God, the pulsing, throbbing of his husband's erection inside of him had him moaning weakly with his back arching. His own erection pulsed with each shot of come leaving him that landed onto his skin.
Hot spurts on his feverish skin as he shook with teeth digging into his lip with his brow squeezing together. A low, weak moan spilling out of him with hips thrusting weakly to aid the spurts leaving him frantically. His husband moaned into his shoulder deafeningly causing him to flinch from the burst of volume when arms tightened around him. Wet fingers sliding over his chin to his jaw with lips pressing into his shoulder to muffle himself. Shaking behind him.
Holding on tight, tight, tight as his hips thrusted weakly again with fingers kneading at the base of his erection. As if coaxing another spurt. Another throb. Another shot of come. It had him shaking as he hung in that white-hot space. An eternity of heat stretching out before him. So good, too good, so good, too good. It was a chant that had him whimpering with his husband crushing his lips into his shoulder. And then his orgasm was rushing out of him a gushing exhale.
White-hot waves throbbing under his skin rushing out of him leaving him shaking as his husband moaned when he thrusted weakly in that absentminded manner with a weak spurt leaving him. And God, he was done. He slumped back against his husband who let go of his twitching erection to curl his arm around him. Holding him tightly as he shuddered, shook, and squirmed behind him. His erection throbbing, throbbing, throbbing in him.
He squeezed instinctively around his husband who whimpered into his shoulder. And then his husband was slumping. Pulling his mouth away from his shoulder with a shaking exhale leaving the man as his hips stilled their frantic grinding. It had him whining when he then clenched as his husband began to pull back causing the blonde to whimper again. A burst of volume that had him flinching when his husband tugged his hips backwards before slipping out of him slickly.
A lewd, squelch ringing out as his husband then squirmed away to roll him onto his back. Panting raggedly with his gaze opening to find the ceiling above him when he rolled his head over the pillow to watch his husband coax the condom off of himself. Slipping it off then forcing shaking fingers to tie off the slick thing with a squelch as it trembled in his grasp. His husband then turned to toss it in the trash with a rustle when the drawer was tugged open again.
And then his husband was turning to him with the travel size wipes of theirs with the blonde tugging a few wipes out. He watched in a daze as his husband began scooping the come off of his stomach. The few spurts that managed to reach his chest. Working methodically to wipe and scrub his stomach. Using a fresh wipe, he watched suds form from the hard press of his husband's scrubbing as he removed the traces of come from his skin.
Throwing the wipes into the trash, he reached up towards the blonde with hands opening and closing instinctively. Needing him. The blonde then turned again to lay out next to him with arms curling around his waist. Tugging him over the blanket towards him with a rustle and he happily kissed at his husband's face. Soft kisses over those blushing cheeks as pink smudged lips tilted up into a smile. Eyelids shimmering blue over sparkling green eyes as hands began to slide up and down his back gently.
Idly. Rubbing at him firmly with arms tightening around him when he lifted a hand up to touch that red cheek. His husband looked so beautiful it damn near had him whining. Whimpering. He slid a hand over blonde locks as those pink smudged lips pressed to his face with a flurry of kisses. Cheeks, jaws, chins. Cheekbones, the arch of his eyebrow, his forehead. The side and tip of his nose. He targeted those freckled cheeks delightedly with his arms tightening around his husband.
He slid his hand over silky blonde locks. Cupping the back of his head gently as his kissed at the freckles he so adored. A soft smattering that he absolutely couldn't get enough of showering in kisses. He curled himself into his husband's arms with his left leg slipping between Hizashi's. His right thigh coming up as hands slid along his back with caresses that had him melting into his husband's arms. Kissing at that red face delightedly; at his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. The tip of it.
The arch of his brow. His cheeks and his jawline. Frantic, frenzied kisses placed on red cheeks as he happily cuddled up to his husband. It was inevitable that their noses bumped before nuzzling together gently with giggles being had by his husband breathlessly as panting breaths intermingled between them. His heartbeat throbbing quietly in his ears as he hummed when lips trailed over his cheek in a kiss that had him smiling widely.
A giddy smile but one nonetheless as hands traveled over his back with gentle rubs. Fingers rolling circles into his back to get him to relax further as clammy skin slid against his as he felt a bead of sweat run over his forehead awkwardly. Smeared by his husband's kiss to it. This is what he loves the most about sex with his husband. The aftermath that left him touched down to his core with the blonde caressing his skin gently.
Pulling back, he kissed the tip of his husband's nose again before admiring that blush on his cheeks. The way his blue eyeshadow caught the light just enough to shimmer at him. The wide smile on pink smudged lips. The sparkle to those green eyes that looked so damn big due to those expanded pupils. The way sweat glistened on his husband's forehead with a small bead running down it. The way his hair seemed wilder than usual with the light playing off the sheen of sweat on his body.
Highlighting the curve of his waist and the dip of his hips. He looked stunning. Utterly stunning. Leaning in, he pecked at his husband's smudged lips earning himself pecks back. One, two, three, four kisses given when he pulled back with a fast sigh working its way out of him. God, does he adore this man. Arms tightened around him with hands continuing to rub up and down gently with that adoration sparkling in his husband's gaze as hands slid over his sweaty skin.
His husband giggled breathlessly then before leaning to kiss the tip of his nose gently. Loving the way those eyes sparkled at him. The way his husband's smile widened impossibly when he slid his hand over silky locks to come towards that red cheek. Cupping it with his thumb moving over his cheekbone, he kissed at his husband's other cheek. Adoring the giggles it earned him as Hizashi cuddled into him which had him cuddling back eagerly. Pulling back, he let out another sigh as he moved his thumb to caress his cheekbone.
"I lo-love you so much, you know that? Tha-Thank you so fucking much for do-doing this for me, Zashi! I can't- This has been a fa-fantasy for so long an-and you did it without thin-thinking twice!" He rubbed his palm against his husband's soft cheek when the blonde grinned widely at him with that euphoric bliss glowing in his gaze. Going hand in hand with that adoring look to him when he let his smile widen. "I-I mean it! Thank you, love, for do-doing this!"
Arms tightened around him with his husband humming softly at him with hands sliding along his back idly when the blonde grinned widely. There was something so beautiful about the way his eyeshadow looked smudged. About the way his lipstick smeared around his lips. His husband looked like a mess, but he was by far the most beautiful mess he'd ever seen when he got a peck to the tip of his nose. "Any time, baby! I love you so fu-fucking much! Yo-You just name it, and we'll do-do it, yeah?"
"Yeah." He nodded when he got another kiss to the tip of his nose with arms tightening around him again in a squeeze that had him happily squeezing his arms around Hizashi. Holding himself impossibly still when he got a fluttering kiss to his bottom lip. Smiling at the blonde, he slid his hand over his hair when he let out another sigh. "I-I think I can go fo-for a bath, how about yo-you? We shou-should definitely cha-change the sheets and open the wi-window too."
"I thi-think a bath sounds lovely! We'll do that in a bi-bit, okay? For no-now, I think I want to gi-give my husband a few mo-more kisses, yeah? Then we-we'll take a bath!" And couldn't stop himself from laughing breathlessly when lips then pressed to his cheek in a flurry. Kisses that had his stomach fluttering while his heart skipped over thudding beats. Arms tight around him as he clutched the blonde closer. God, does he love this man bits. He couldn't wait to make his next choice off the list.