The Darkest Fifty Shades of EraserMic (Shades of EraserMic 3)

by CrypticBeans

And here it is! The final fifty chapters of nothing but smut! Enjoy!

2. Give Me A Fight!

"You want to wrestle?"

"Yeah, why not? It's on the list and I want too. What, are you scared because I don't have a leg and an eye now? You think I can't handle my own?"

"Yes! No! I mean, Shouta, c'mon! Why in the world would you want to wrestle before sex? Baby, it's going to exhaust you long beforehand, and you know it! When's the last time we even did something close to wrestling?"

Shouta raised his brows at the blonde who had spots of pink on his cheeks deepening when he got that all too familiar unimpressed look from his husband. The same one he'd seen when he tried asking if he thought sex was smart after he'd gotten the greenlight to do so. When he'd had his knife taken from him after his impromptu amputation with his husband insisting, he wasn't trusted with knives. It was an expression he'd recognize anywhere. "Zashi, please? Do you really think I can't handle wrestling you?"

"No, I know you can, but it doesn't seem fair when you're only working with one eye and one leg! It'd feel wrong practically, safely beating you up! Besides, wrestling takes a lot of physical strength, doesn't it? Would you even want to have sex when you're tired afterwards? You need to face the reality that you get tired out easily! You're still adjusting, baby!" Hands came up then to cup his face when he sighed out with the blonde sighing with him before sliding his thumbs over his cheekbones. "I just worry about you."

"I know, Zashi, I worry about myself enough for the both of us." He tipped his face forward into the blonde's hands when he slid his hands up to caress his forearms with the fabric of his sleeves bunching slightly before he slid his hands up to hold onto his wrists. Thumbs sliding over his cheeks when the right side with its scars was traced as he looked up at the blonde. "I've just been thinking about, you know? I want you to rough me up a bit. I want to have fun like we used to, Zashi. I don't want me missing a few parts to change that."

"And it doesn't. But we have other factors to take into account, baby." Palms pressed gently to his cheeks when the blonde leaned down to kiss at his forehead before kissing the top of his head when he tipped his head back when his husband pulled back. He squeezed his husband's wrists gently when green eyes flicked over his face with thumbs moving over his cheekbones lightly. "Do you think you can handle it? Is there anything specific attached to this want of yours to wrestle?"

Smiling up at the blonde, he slid let go of his wrists to reach down to hold his waist. Tugging Hizashi forward between his spread legs before wrapping his arms around the blonde and resting his head forward against his stomach with hands weaving over his hair. Tipping his head back slightly. "Of course there is. Do you know how hot it sounds to wrestle with you? To have you hold by the neck and pin me down? To fuck me with your fingers while you keep me down? To pull my hair while you fuck me into the bed?"

Oh, it was a delight watching those spots of pink on his husband's cheeks deepening into that soft red with pupils contracting before widening ever so slightly. Subtle but the heat that flickered in his gaze had his heart skipping in his chest when he tightened his arms around the blonde who tugged at his hair with lips parting slightly. And then the man was sighing out with a grin curling over his lips. Giving in? Or patronizing? Which would it be? "You really wanna wrestle? You wanna get hot and sweaty before sex?"

"Sounds exciting, doesn't it?" A chuckle left his husband as nails scratched at his head when he swallowed before shifting to the edge of the bed. He tightened his arms around the blonde's waist with hands tightening on his hair when he met the blonde's gaze. "What if I pinned you to the bed? What if, after wresting with you, I pinned you down and made you fuck me with your fingers? If I pinned you down while I ride your cock the way you like me too? If I fucked myself on you? Would you stop me?"

There it was. That heat flaring in his husband's gaze when hands squeezed at his hair sending a tingle down his back that pooled right into his stomach. Swallowing when the blonde slid his hands from his hair before stepping back with hands reaching down for his arms. The blonde smiled at him when fingers slid between his when he lunged. Throwing him back onto the bed with hands pinned to the bed with the blonde smirking down at him. "Tsk, tsk! You'll have to react better than that, baby, if you wanna wrestle!"

He blinked up at the blonde with surprise before smirking up at the flushed man when he pushed at the hands in his. Jerking his hips up, he knocked Hizashi off of him when he scrambled to his feet to stumble away from the bed when Hizashi was pouncing again. He was knocked to the floor with a deafening thud as a laugh burst out of him when he bucked his hips again when he shoved at the blonde's shoulders to knock him off. Shoving him off when the blonde grabbed the edge of the bed to which he lunged.

And he tackled the blonde to the floor again. His heart was sprinting wildly in his chest at the thud of their conjoined weight hitting the floor. The blonde giggled when he squirmed beneath him with hips bucking up to hit against his pelvis. He reached for a hand to pin it down to the floor when Hizashi rolled but he bucked his hips up. He grabbed at his left hand to try and pin both of his arms down when the blonde surged up. Forcing him to sit back with hands pushing against his causing them to waver between them.

He fought the urge to giggle like the blonde had when Hizashi pushed at his hold before rolling over pinning him to the floor when hands shoving his to the floor. He bucked his hips up in an attempt to get the blonde off of him when he jerked up with hands fighting against the blonde's. He felt a grin curling over his lips as he fought against the blonde who he managed to buck off of him in a forward roll over his head. He scrambled to stand up as he rushed around the bed when Hizashi was jumping up.

Arms were thrown around the bed when he found himself laughing as he was slammed into the bed sideways only to slid down onto his knees. He tried to press his prosthetic to the floor to squirm away when Hizashi giggled in his ear to which he happily fought to get those arms from around his waist. Reaching up to grab at their blankets to have himself up onto his feet when Hizashi was pounding. Knocking him forward onto his chest with a thud, he an elbow lean into his upper back as his left leg was yanked up.

An uncomfortable angle that had him squirming when his foot was pressed lightly into his back from the position. No pain but rather a discomfort. He could only thank God he was flexible enough for that when he kicked his leg out in Hizashi's grasp as he tried once again to use his prosthetic foot to get fraction. A push off that had him sliding forward over the carpet from beneath Hizashi when he got his leg out of his grasp. And with a huff, he then used it to kick at the blonde's shoulder in order to get away.

A laugh bubbled out of his husband when he flipped around to sit on his ass, crawling backwards when he twisted up onto his feet. His breaths racing as he watched his husband claw his way up onto his feet. And he was chased around the bed when he threw himself forward to roll over it to get closer to the bedroom doors which he happily ran for. His feet thudding over the floor when his husband raced after him when the threw open the doors. He was grateful that Hitoshi had taken Eri out for the day.

God knows how she'd react to a sight like this. He made it to the kitchen when his husband was wrapping his arms around his waist and heaving him off of his feet. He couldn't stop himself from laughing when Hizashi spun on his feet to face the hallway leading to their bedroom. He squirmed when he fought to get his feet back on the floor with the blonde grunting when he twisted in his hold. Inevitably, he was placed down with his feet hitting the floor with a thud when he used his position to elbow Hizashi in the stomach.

A grunt left the blonde when he raced forward. Running when he glanced over his shoulder only to find Hizashi, albeit breathless, tailing after him. And he was slammed into the wall of the hallway with arms tightly wrapped around him when he found himself stumbling over his feet. His weight had the blonde toppling over with him as his hip and elbow protested being slammed to the floor again. He squirmed and pushed at his husband's arms to get himself away when he felt his arm being tugged backwards.

Held back in a tightly pinned position against his back. He gave a shout that had his husband jumping when he kicked at his shin with his prosthetic foot which he the blonde yelping when he crawled away. Surging to his feet to run back into the kitchen only to have a foot trip him up to which he flew forward then glared down at his husband who jumped up. Running at him to sweep him off of his feet again to which he kicked out instinctively when he was spun with his husband running fast as he could.

Grunting under his breath lowly in his ear as he was all but carried down the hallway back into their bedroom. He managed to get himself free by elbowing at his husband again who wheezed out. His skin itched with the pricks of sweat that came with such vigorous movements. His breaths trembling as he rushed into the room to put space between him and his laughing husband who snapped the doors shut then flipped the lock. He remained on the left side of the bed, his side, when his husband pushed off the doors.

Launching himself towards the bed. He ran around it with a laugh of his own when his husband's hand shot out to grab at his shirt on his way past which tripped him up. His feet slid over the floor with his husband yelping as he was dragged off the bed from the force of his fall. A half awkward fall that had his lower half balancing on the bed when Hizashi's upper half weighed down on him. Racing breaths were taken by the both of them when he squirmed up and grabbed at Hizashi's hand to get him to release his shirt.

Once he got his shirt free, he crawled forward with his husband falling off the bed with a growl. And he tried to get up to his knees only to have the blonde pouncing on him with another growl leaving him. This time, it held a playful note with that sound lowering near his ear sending shivers down his back. It had him squirming to get away when he was flipped onto his back to which he raised his legs up quickly. Kicking up to press his feet into Hizashi's chest with a shove that had the blonde flying off of him.

He planted his feet to the floor to get up, to put distance between when he was throwing his feet up again to hit against his husband's chest. Holding him at bay when he surged up once more, only this time hands grabbed at his thighs. A hand going behind his left knee and his right thigh when his legs were jerked upwards. Folding him in half with his knees pressing to the floor above his shoulders, he writhed beneath the blonde. Giving sharp bucks of his hips to knock him off but there was no give.

His chest heaved in the limited space it had with his legs curled up like that when he smirked up at his grinning husband. The blonde merely reinforced that pinned position when he then jerked his legs up to kick out as he flipped himself onto his side then kicked at his husband's shoulder. It got the blonde back giving himself enough space to crawl forward with a laugh as he then launched himself to his feet. And he threw himself onto the bed with Hizashi appearing at the bottom of it when the blonde launched himself onto the bed.

Flying forward, the blonde hitting the bed, his head dangling off the edge of it as the bed bounced under their weight. Feet kicked at his thighs when he tried to force his husband's arms down only to have the blonde fight against him with a display of strength when hips hit at him. They did their job in knocking him over as he was thrown onto his back. He kicked at his husband who merely pushed him down onto the bed with his hands as a hand flew up to grab at his wrist to force his hand down to the bed.

His legs were forced up slightly from his kicks when the blonde got his right hand down. And God if his heart wasn't pounding at the rush of adrenaline. The thrill of being able to wrestle with his husband again. They used to do it on and off in the past but since he lost his eye and leg Well, the blonde had been hesitant when it came to fighting light that. He knocked his feet together against his husband's sides when his arms were pinned down to the bed. Held down in place when his dick gave a curious twitch.

Squirming when his husband's hips pinned themselves down to his with that heat blazing in the blonde's gaze. Like he was a mouse in a predators grasp trying to make his way out. Fighting until he couldn't fight anymore. And God knows the desire to that gaze had his heart jumping over its sprinting speed as his forearms were pinned down to the bed. Pupils expanding slightly, he took a few deep breaths before launching himself forward. One desperate attempt that had his forehead hitting off Hizashi's with a cracking thud.

He winced but it had the blonde flying back as he flew on top of him to get him off when the blonde yelped at the pain. Eyes widening up at him when he pinned the blonde for the first time successfully. He then flew over in a roll towards the edge of the bed with the blonde scrambling after him. He rushed forward when hands grabbed at his pant leg causing him to slip. He flew forward awkwardly over the edge of the bed with his lower half held up by his husband as his chest hit the floor with a grunt.

He gasped in his breaths as he glanced up to find his husband holding his lower half tightly to which he pressed his feet to his shoulders to push off. Hissing when his pants slid slightly when he swallowed before reaching out to grab at the carpet when he dragged himself forward. His feet pressing at Hizashi's shoulders when his pants slipped down over his ass. His boxers being tugged down slightly with them with a hissing intake above him, but he ignored it as he wiggled his legs to tug them through his pant legs quickly.

To get forward quickly. And he managed to free his legs without losing his prosthetic, thank God, but he shifted to his knees with his hands going to his boxers to tug them up over his ass again as he surged up onto his feet. Racing breaths cresting up into a shallow panting speed as he rushed to the wall where he glanced over at his husband. Pants were held in his husband's hands with his mouth dropping open slightly with eyes widening at him. And then his pants were being whipped off of the edge of the bed.

The blonde scrambling towards him to which he jumped to run instinctively. He rushed around the bed as fast as he could with a laugh barking out of him. Hizashi then lunged across the bed only to slip off of the bed with a yelp leaving the blonde. He watched Hizashi take the force of it with his shoulder when a pained grunt left the blonde. Hizashi dragged himself off of the bed to the floor where he scrambled onto his feet when the blonde was flying forward. He couldn't help but yelp when he flew into their doors with a deafening slam.

His husband pinned him up against them much to his delight. He gasped as he was then dragged away from the doors with his husband giggling lowly in his ear. He couldn't help but shudder when his husband gave another of those playful growls before biting at the shell of his ear. That all too familiar ache twisted lowly into his stomach when his dick gave another twitch when he squirmed before jerking himself out of his husband's arms. Laughing himself when he threw himself onto the bed to fly over it once more.

The messy blankets being tugged at as he came to a stand on the left side of the bed. His husband on the right. There was a playful sparkle to green eyes when he tensed; did he run? Or throw himself at his husband? He felt like a prey animal. The eyes of a predator on him looking at him with that heat. That spark of delight to him. Then he decided to take his shot. He bit his lip briefly with his teeth dragging over his lip when he then launched himself across the bed towards his husband where he tackled him.

Slamming him to the floor with the blonde shouting out when he flew on top of him. He pinned the blonde's legs up slightly with the man whining in protest, but the shrill sound had his skin flickering with heat. A residual reaction that that ache twisting into his lower stomach when his dick gave another twitch as he kept his hips away. Pushing his knees up towards the blonde's heaving chest, he found pupils expanding slightly as green eyes locked onto him. A desire flashing in them once more had his racing breaths trembling slightly.

The last time he'd had Hizashi's knees to his chest was on their anniversary night last year. It was a strangely arousing position with all that blonde hair spread over the carpet of their bedroom. That blush smothering itself over his husband's freckled cheeks. Watching blonde lashes fluttering in an almost coy, shy manner up at him with pupils blowing wide. Rendering irises to mere rings of green. His lips pated slightly with his own racing breaths with legs trembling lightly in his grasp as he held onto his shins fiercely.

Swallowing against that rush of desire, the blonde was kicking out against his hold much to his surprised And he was being flipped over and pinned to the floor with a thud. Blonde locks slithered and spilled over his shoulders when the blonde smirked down at him. And God, something about that smirk went straight into him like a punch of heat to his system. It had his dick twitching again as he sucked in a sharp breath when his hips bucked instinctively to knock the blonde off of him. Was he going to get hard from wrestling?

He didn't want to think he could but God, the squirming and fighting and being flipped, picked up and slammed down. To be treated so roughly was doing something for him. Much more than he initially thought when he first chose wrestling. He jerked his hips up again knocking the blonde off to the side of him with a thud, he jerked up to claw at the comforter. Jerking himself up onto his feet and onto the bed where he flew forwards quickly only to have a hand grab at his ankle. Holding him tightly in place.

And he was falling out with hands grabbing at his shin, squeezing his ankle, when he was dragged back towards his husband. He felt that heat flash under his skin when the blonde dragged him effortlessly over the blanket towards him. Sliding over it faster than he thought he would when he was flipped over onto his back with those eyes burning at him with that desire. It had his breaths catching in his throat when he kicked his feet out again when he reached up to drag himself away. To get away to keep this going.

Doing so only to have his husband maintain his tight grip on his ankle and he was dragged back. His breaths raced when his thighs were forced open wide, wide, wide with his toes curling slightly when he kicked at the blonde's shoulder. Doing his best to get away when his dick twitched with eyes flicking down towards his squirming hips. He whined when he reached up to jerk himself away only to have Hizashi pull him back into place. A slide over the messed up blankets with a chuckle leaving the blonde.

A never ending scenario where he tried to get away from the blonde only to be dragged back. It left him growling under his breath in frustration when he tried kicking his foot free from his husband's grasp only to have it tighten on his ankle. A warning look given his way from the blonde who was breathing in shaking, racing breaths. Nails bit lightly into his ankle as he stared up at their ceiling with that heat flashing under his skin. God, he didn't think he'd get so excited over some wrestling. From play fighting with his husband.

There was a heat sinking along his very bones leaving him flushed. Warm. He could fee sweat pricking at his forehead as he stared upwards for a moment before he lifted his head to watch the blonde reaching towards their bedside table. Shaking breaths taken by the both of them when he tried kicking out again with a shout when the blonde merely slapped at his thigh. It had him yelping when Hizashi jerked hat his leg causing him to slide over the bed. No way was this going to end like this. End right now.

He had more fight in himself than his husband knew and he wasn't ready to give in yet. He tried twisting slightly with his ankle held tightly in his husband's grasp when he tried reaching for the sheets to drag himself forward only to be dragged back. Growling under his breath, he grunted when he tried jerking himself forward. Kicking his foot out restlessly to get away only to have that light bite of nails digging into his skin. Holding him tightly when his husband seemed to have enough of his struggling and dragged him back.

He threw a glare over his shoulder when the blonde then flipped him onto his back with enough force to get the bed bouncing lightly beneath him. Was this how it was going to end? He didn't want it to end here with his husband merely playing that cat and mouse game. To be dragged back again, again, again. His hair bunched annoyingly beneath his neck as he stared up at the ceiling with huffing breaths being taken. Then he lifted his head up to find those green eyes on him. A spark of excitement to them.

As if his husband was waiting for him to try and get away again. To work himself free from the damn bear trap that his husband's hold turned out to be. His dick gave a volley of twitches that had his thighs jerking together and scrunching up under the premise of kicking out. Of working himself free only to have his husband's hand crack down on his right thigh tearing a cry out of him. Oh, it burned good.He gasped when that hand gripped at the burning spot left behind on his thigh in a good, hard squeeze.

Fingers digging in when he threw his head back to the bed with his heart pounding. And he decided to give it one more chance. One more good chance to free himself to continue their wrestling game. He reached up over his head to grab at the loosened, messy comforter to drag himself upwards towards the edge of the bed only to be dragged back. Sliding over the blanket with racing breaths being taken quickly when the blonde squeezed at his left ankle fiercely when his husband then turned away.

Tugging open the drawer of their bedside table, he watched as the wipes were placed down on the surface of it. The lube and condom box being produced when he took his chance. He flicked his foot with a sharp kick that had the hand on it sliding away when he crawled quickly towards the edge of the bed. A breathless laugh as he charged forward with confidence as he moved quickly. His hand slipped, however, causing him to fly forward towards the floor with a thud when he felt the bed wobbling behind him.

Hands grabbed at his knee and right thigh to keep his lower half from folding in on him. His breaths raced in and out hitched when Hizashi clicked his tongue at him in that condescending manner he had before. His heart pounded sickeningly against his chest when his husband settled into a sitting position. His lower half was then secured in his husband's lap. His thighs spread over Hizashi's with his foot touching the mattress behind the blonde who reached behind him to grab the condom box and lube.

An arm pressed into his lower back that held him still while the blonde lifted up the condom box to pull the chain out. Ripping one off the end, the chain stuffed back in the box when he felt that rush of excitement twisting into him when Hizashi tossed the box behind him on the bed. He was spread wide in his lap when hands slid up his back to bunch his shirt up awkwardly against his upper back. Racing breaths being taken by the both of them when his husband's hands slid back down to trace along the elastic waist band of his boxers.

There was a hungry desire to his husband's gaze that had him squirming with a whimper when his dick gave another volley of twitches at the sharp twisting ache in his lower stomach. His excitement clawing its way into his chest as he huffed in his awkward position with his cheek pressed to the carpet. He was in a position that left him helpless. He tried scrunching his legs up only to have his husband swat at the back of his thighs sharply with his hands. It had him whining shrilly at his husband who merely grinned down at him.

God, he looked beautiful. Utterly stunning. Messy blonde locks spilled down his back, over his shoulders, with a few locks brushing against his red face. A flaming heat to that gaze of his as hands slid over the backs of his thighs sending tingles pooling into his stomach. It did little to help that ache but fuck if this wasn't getting him hot. He'd been merely spitting out ideas to the blonde to tempt him into agreeing. Into seeing what wrestling would give him in terms of fun and getting in the mood for this.

He didn't think his husband would really pin him down somehow and fuck him with his fingers. Clearly the idea had been more appealing to his husband than he had said out loud. An idea that had his toes curling when hands slid over his ass before kneading firmly at him with squeezes that sent tingles to his stomach. Had his skin flashing with a burst of heat that left him utterly breathless. Wheezing out then sucking in a sharp breath when the edges of his husband's nails began to trace along the elastic waistband of his boxers.

Fingertips sneaking beneath it to flip it up then letting it snap back into place against his waist when hands slid down his back as far as they could reach. Fingers brushing at his shoulder blades before sliding along his back towards his ass where hands kneaded at his ass with those firm squeezes. It had his dick twitching in a volley once again as his hips squirmed with his legs fidgeting before he let his lower half slump into the blonde's lap. A shameless display that had heat flashing in that gaze again.

Then his husband kneaded at him firmly before sliding his hands up to his waist. Sliding along it before coming forward to squeeze at his hips sending a wave of tingles rushing under his skin that ripped with heat again. He squirmed slightly in his husband's hold when the blonde's fingers playfully flicked at the waistband again. He was only glad he had his right side pressed down to the floor allowing him to look up with his left. He stared at the flushed blonde above him when hands rubbed over his ass again when they kneaded at him.

Rubbing firmly over his ass with that idle kneading had his toes curling when that heat flashed under his skin again in a sizzling burst that left him absolutely breathless. Eager. Licking his lips, he dragged his teeth over his bottom lip when his dick twitched in a rapid back to back manner when he felt a wet drop hit his boxers. He wasn't hard yet but God if he wasn't excited. If he didn't want Hizashi to hurry, hurry, hurry and touch him. The adrenaline had his blood coursing through his veins quickly.

Leaving him breathless as his breaths wavered in that light panting rhythm with his chest pressed uncomfortably to the floor. His heart hammering against it when the blonde slid his hands in another caress over his ass before sliding down. Squeezing the backs of his thighs to get him writhing in his spot with a whine tearing out of him. Hands slid up the backs of his thighs then with hands pressing down firmly over his ass when his husband's fingers curled into the waistband of his boxers tugging playfully at it.

His racing breaths hitched when the blonde then coaxed his boxers down over his ass with the warm air brushed over the exposed skin. Hands then replaced the air of the bedroom with slow, firm rubs over his ass with fingers curling in to squeeze at him. It had him whimpering up at his husband impatiently. God, there really was something hot to it. While he wasn't being held by his neck or anything like it, this was still hot. It had his blood burning as it coursed through his veins when that heat flashed under his skin.

And it sank down along his bones to grip at him. He shuddered at that swell of heat beneath his skin, the desire twisting into him, when he met that gaze again. Green eyes burning down at him with that desire left him breathless when his hands curled into fists with his toes curling slightly. Pupils blowing wide rendering irises to rings of color. There was a lust, a hunger, to the way those hands were sliding over his ass to his waist. Along his hips. Sweeping up his back and sides that had him shuddering.

Had his hips arching back slightly. Balanced precariously on his chest, he had to admit this wasn't the best position he'd ever been in but fuck if it didn't leave him feeling helpless. If it didn't offer him up to his husband's mercy on what he'd do to him. It had him shuddering with a whimper when the blonde clicked his piercing off of his teeth before hands slid up his back to knead at him idly when he squirmed. Soothing circles rolled into his aching back from the multiple times he'd been slammed into the floor.

His shoulder, his knee, even his hip ached from those hits to the floor, but he'd be damned if he opened his mouth now about it. If he complained to his husband about it. God, it had him shuddering at the firm circles that coaxed his aching back to relax. Circles that slid lower towards his lower back with his breaths trembling slightly when the blonde hummed down at him. As if trying his best to relax him when hands slid over his ass in another rub before sliding down to his thighs sending shivers up his back.

Fanning out over the backs of them before sliding to the sides where his husband kneaded at him. Touches that had his skin tingling, burning, as he squirmed in his position with his legs stretching out slightly. Trying to make himself comfortable as he could in the spot of his. Hands slid from his thighs then when he focused his gaze up on the blonde who had plucked up the lube. Clawing at the cap until it popped open with a crack as lube was then drizzled over his fingers. It had his heart jumping to his throat.

The lube was tossed onto the bed as he watched Hizashi spread the lines of lube onto his fingers that he fanned out. Slick, wet squelches rang out when his husband spread the lube before reaching down for a cheek to spread him open. Swallowing, he reached up with his left hand to grab at his cheek with a grunt. And doing his best to do so, he tugged himself open for the blonde. Slick fingers pressed against him only to slip over him with a rub that had his toes curling tightly as his breath trembled in and out.

Racing in that light panting rhythm that was identical to his husband with fingers rubbing up and down, up and down, up and down. Petting. He dug his fingers into his cheek to keep himself spread open wide for the blonde who groaned down at him when his inner walls clamped together. Muscles spasming in a blatant twitch of his hole that had his face burning hotly at the old mortification of his body's betrayal. A reaction to that excitement as the blonde rubbed at him firmly with a quiet groan leaving the blonde.

There was a slight curl to those fingers slipping over him when he shuddered at the heat blazing in that gaze. It had heat ripping under his skin when he arched his hips up with a squirm as Hizashi's fingers slid over him slickly. His dick gave a volley of twitches with pre-come welling, no doubt, but he didn't have his boxers covering himself to know. Fighting that urge to squirm, to make himself anymore uncomfortable, he pressed his cheek firmly to the carpet. Up and down, up and down, up and down.

Firm rubs that had the toes of his left foot curling tightly with that excitement clawing at his chest. It had him absolutely burning with that subtle curl inwards that gave a pressure that had him whimpering. As if those fingers would sink into him any moment. It had his hole giving another blatant twitch beneath rubbing fingers when Hizashi began to roll firm, slow circles over him. His thighs trembled before tensing against a squirm when the blonde continued with his circles that had his hips twitching.

Ohh, there was something far hotter to this than his imagination ever prepared him for. He knew that wrestling with Hizashi always left him hot. Sensitive to touch. It always got him riled up in a way that left him all too energized when it came to sex. They'd hardly wrestled since his missing leg and eye, but he loves it. Today only confirms that he wants to do it more. That he wants to roughhouse with his husband again. Something to burn energy outside of sex was always welcomed in their lives which he wanted.

And God knows he liked behaving childishly now and again with Hizashi. It left him thrumming. This time was no different. However, it was all the more exciting with his husband holding him down like this as his fingers rolled against his hole like that. His lower half settled in his husband's lap as his hair spread over the floor. His hot cheek to the carpet that rubbed annoyingly at it with his shirt bunched against his upper back annoyingly. His boxers were bunched up around the tops of his thighs like a band.

It had him moaning lowly when his husband pressed down harder against his hole to which his inner walls spasmed together. A clench that had him shuddering with a keening moan leaving him. Slow. Hard. Circles that had his hips twitching, itching, to roll in circles themselves to mimic the ones being rolled onto him. His lashes fluttered down onto his hot cheek with his mouth falling open slightly despite his best efforts not to let it. Another low moan leaving him had his husband groaning up above him.

Shuddering when fingers began to rub up and down again. Slipping slickly over him with that tease to drive him up the damn wall. His husband's fingers dug into his cheek to spread him apart with a renewed spread he giddily copied when his husband groaned above him once again. And fingers were shifting their placement against him with fingertips rolling over the rim of his hole causing it to twitch again. It had him whining shrilly at his husband when his dick gave another twitch as his thighs struggled to spread slightly.

The hand on his cheek squeezed at him when he felt a finger pull away. The firm, consistent push of the remaining finger against him had his heart pounding against his chest when it pushed firmly against him. And then it slipped into him; a give that had him moaning delightedly at his husband as that finger slid slickly into him. Bottoming out quickly with the pad of it rolling soothing circles into his inner wall with a slight curl to get him huffing out a sharp exhale. He may not be the biggest fan of this position.

But fuck if it didn't have him burning up. He clenched tightly around that rubbing finger. They hadn't wrestled very long but he was sure they'd be going at it again. He was going to make it a more common occurrence. He missed playing like that with his husband. He wriggled with his cheek rubbing against the carpet when he shifted his head slightly. Looking up at Hizashi only to find his eyes locked down on his ass; what did the view look like? He only ever had their videos from their little collection to go off of.

Was it really that hot? Was the sight of his fingers slipping into him really so hot it would have his husband look at him with such hunger? He whimpered up at his husband again when that finger pulled back then thrusted into him sharply. A slick squelch ringing out when he did so, the blonde pulled his finger back then thrusted it forward in another sharp, shallow thrust. What he'd give to have those soft, warm lips on his as his finger began to thrust into him shallowly. Sharply. Slick thrusts that had him shuddering.

An easy rhythm as he clenched tightly around that sliding finger desperately when his nails dragged over the carpet. He truly was at his husband's mercy as that finger thrusted into him shallowly with the fingers of his other hand kneading at him fervently. Hard, firm squeezes that had his toes curling. God, it had him moaning into the floor as he arched his hips up slightly with his knees attempting to press into the edge of the bed. It had his husband groaning at him which merely acted like a shot of arousal.

A hit straight to his stomach where those tingles pooled into. It had his dick giving another volley of twitches before he felt that gush of blood rushing through his veins. A fast, burning path that made its way to his twitching dick when he whimpered again with his hands fidgeting on the carpet. He didn't have a hold on anything leaving him to curl his fists with nails biting into his palms fervently. He moaned when that finger curled inwards slightly with the pad of it rubbing carelessly over his inner wall as Hizashi thrusted it into him.

God, he loves it. It sent sparks up his back each time he clenched around that thrusting finger with groans leaving his husband. He squirmed his hips slightly with the blonde squeezing in silent warning at his cheek. It had him writhing in his precariously balanced position. It was one he'd never thought of before. Was it new? Or was it a position they just hadn't tried? That they hadn't thought to try? He had not a clue, but God knows he could let his husband finger him like this all fucking afternoon long.

He'd give anything to have the blonde fuck him with his fingers all night. To have his dick in him all afternoon long. But he knew that they had mere hours to work with until Hitoshi and Eri came home. A few hours that he wanted to use by touching Hizashi. He was going to return everything tenfold to this man when he had the chance to do it. He was going to pin this man down and fuck him the way he wants too when he gets his turn. God, that pleasure was pooling like a pressure in his lower stomach.

His pants trembled slightly as he squirmed with his hardening dick twitching as he whined pleadingly at his husband who was thrusting his finger into him fast. Shallow in their depth but it had him shuddering with that heat ripping beneath his skin leaving him feverish. Restless. He squirmed wildly then with hips bucking to meet his husband's thrusting finger with a keening moan leaving himself when the blonde lifted his hand. Cracking it down on his ass tore a moan out of him when he squirmed again.

And it was this movement that earned him another cracking strike of that hand coming down on his ass. A deafening crack in the quiet of thier room that had him whimpering shrilly when he felt the tip of a finger rubbing around the rim of his hole. Rubbing against the skin teasingly as that finger kept thrusting into him sharply. Curling to rub at his inner wall leaving him writhing as he groaned when the blonde began to lengthen the thrusts of his finger. Thrusts, sleek and deep, had him moaning delightedly at the blonde.

Shuddering when the blonde began to rub at his inner wall with each thrust forward when he whined. Arching his hips back when he clenched tightly around the blonde's thrusting finger tearing a growl out of the man. Not at all like those deep, playful ones that he'd been giving this entire time. It sent shivers racing up his back as the blonde thrusted his finger into him with slick squelches ringing out. There was a hunger to the blonde that had his stomach fluttering and flipping on him. Dropping out on him.

Pleasure pooling into his stomach when the blonde's finger curled to press firmly against his inner wall tearing a moan out of him. Bold thrusts that had his pants racing in and out; raking down his throat on their way out and rasping on their way in. He could feel sweat forming along his forehead and his back in pricks that itched. It had him tensing against the urge to squirm as his ass burned from those cracking slaps of his husband's. God, they had his blood boiling through his veins as that heat clawed beneath the surface of his skin.

He was burning, burning, burning from the moment his husband touched him with those slick fingers of his. When he'd been dragged over the bed. Fuck him, he swore he' never been more excited than he was now. That adrenaline still sang through his blood albeit growing faint, but he was excited. Unbearably excited as he tensed his thighs against that urge to squirm. To writhe and twist in the blonde's lap until he was heaved up. It had him whimpering when that finger thrusted into him quickly with that slick squelching.

Squirming with a shudder, he clenched tightly around it earning himself another growl from his husband. The tip of that other finger sliding closer to rub the rim of his hole spread around that thrusting finger. A keening moan left him when Hizashi paused the thrusts of his finger to roll into his inner wall firmly. And he couldn't stop himself from whimpering when the blonde's second finger began to press against him as his pants trembled. He wants more, more, more of this man. He wants everything of him he can get.

He squirmed with his toes curling when his husband slid his free hand down to tug at his waist to keep his lower half up. Comfortably fitting in his lap. He jumped when his erection filled out; coming up to tap against his stomach before resting against it with a twitch. He whined shrilly when his husband's finger pushed, pushed, pushed at him. An insistent wiggle as it presses tightly against that still one when he squirmed his hips in an impatient shake. Whining at the blonde who merely groaned when that finger pressed, pressed, press.

Squirming slightly before sinking in alongside with that first one. And God, the light sting to the rim of his hole felt so fucking good. His inner walls clamping down tightly around those fingers the rim of his hole protested the sudden stretch. It had him moaning at his husband when the pads of his fingers rubbed into his inner walls. Soothing circles into him when he clenched tightly around those fingers tearing a moan out of him. He fucking loves it. Loves having those slender fingers pressing into him like that.

They rubbed at his inner wall with firm circles that had him whining up at the blonde giddily. The blonde then spread his fingers out to which a snapping moan left him as his erection twitched against his stomach with a drop smearing onto it. Fingers held their outstretched position, before pressing together with the pads of fingers rubbing at his inner wall when then spread again. Stretching him open when his husband moaned which acted as a shot of heat under his skin with a flaring flash that left him breathless.

It had him wheezing out when he then arched his hips slightly towards the blonde when he squirmed his legs slightly to spread his thighs wider. His racing pants trembling and wavering as he listened to his husband's own breaths racing into that light panting speed. Fingers held their outwards spread before coming together to pull back slightly then thrusting into him with a squelch. It had him moaning at the blonde when he slid his fingers back, back, back then thrusting into him with a rub over his inner walls.

Fuck him, it felt good. It had him shuddering when he groaned lowly in his throat at the blonde up above him. His chest heaved in its uncomfortable press to the floor when his husband thrusted his fingers into him slowly. Evenly. It had him clenching tightly around those fingers fiercely tearing another groan out of his husband who kept his thrusts even as he could. And then those fingers were spreading out to push at his inner walls giving him that light burn that had his lashes fluttering on his hot cheeks.

Gasping in a breath as he squirmed restlessly with Hizashi pressing his fingers together to thrust into him with sleek thrusts. Slow. Ohhhh, it was fucking good. So good. The blonde's thrusted into him in even thrusts, deep, that had him arching his hips shamelessly towards the blonde who growled at him lowly. The slick squelches of those slowly thrusting fingers had his heart skipping against his chest with sickening thuds against it. Racing. His heartbeat throbbed quietly in his ears. God, he was so hot, so hot, so hot.

All due to a pinned, vulnerable position he was in with his husband fucking him with his fingers. Picking up that thrusting, thrusting, thrusting then spreading rhythm of his. Pushing at his inner walls tearing a mewling whimper out of him when the blonde's fingers pushed, pushed, pushed before coming together to thrust into him sharply. It had him moaning up at his husband as he squirmed his hips slightly. Fuck, if he didn't love this. If he didn't adore being spread out like this with the blonde's fingers thrusting into him.

Sleek thrusts as the pads of his fingers rubbed against his inner walls. It had him moaning delightedly at his husband with the slick thrusts ringing out with squelches that had his stomach fluttering. Dropping with a sickening intensity that had him squirming with his nails dragging over the carpet deafeningly. He was fucking euphoric. Fingers thrusted, thrusted, thrusted then spread, spread, spread. Pushing at his inner walls when fingers pressed together to thrust into him. God, it had him moaning out in a keening pitch.

Those fingers thrusted into him sleekly when they pulled back until the tips of them just barely rested inside of him before thrusting into him deeply. And fuck, they found his prostate perfectly. Ohhh, it had him writhing with a keening moan when fingers rubbed over his prostate curiously. Then again. And again, again, again. Grinding into it sending sparks up his back to get it arching as he huffed against the carpet. Heat ripped up his back with sparks that fanned underneath his skin leaving him feverish.

Squirming. He couldn't hop to stay still as his hips twitched side to side with fingers grinding tight circles into his prostate as a moan ripped out of him. Fuck, fuck! Tight, hard circles were ground into his prostate had his legs shaking as he moaned shamelessly into the carpet when his husband groaned after he squeezed tightly around him. He clenched tightly around those fingers as they rolled circles into his prostate to get his back arching with his chest pressing fervently to the floor. Groaning.

His hips twitched again with a keening moan. God, it felt so good. Those tight circles ground into his prostate were threatening to make him fucking drool onto the carpet when Hizashi traded out his tight circles for that up and down rub over his prostate. It had his eyes threatening to roll back behind his eyelids at that pleasure pooling into his stomach. Writhing, twisting, squirming with hips jerking back as Hizashi rubbed at his prostate had his husband groaning up above him. Was he just as hot?

Just as feverish? A low, throaty sound when fingers pulled away from his prostate to which he gasped in a breath before jerking his hips back. Trying to get those fingers back against his prostate but they slipped back to spread out. Pushing at his inner walls before coming together to thrust sharply into him. Then he moaned at his husband pleadingly when fingers were sliding along his taint with a firm press. Doing his best to stimulate his prostate from the outside much to his delight at the weak sparks raced up his back.

The pleasure of it had him whimpering as his husband thrusted his fingers sleekly into him with careless brushes over his prostate to get him jerking. Jolting. He wanted those fingers to press into his prostate; he wants them to grind into it until he was a jerking mess. He could feel his erection throbbing against his stomach with drops of pre-come dripping onto it. To the floor. God he couldn't get enough of the pleasure pooling into his stomach. His husband thrusted, thrusted, thrusted his fingers into him which he clenched tightly around.

Loving the sparks that raced up his back in response as his husband spread his fingers out relentlessly. Pushing, pushing, pushing at him. It had him groaning lowly in his throat when fingers pressed outwards against his inner walls to spread him open wide. It had him shuddering with hips bucking backwards when fingers pressed together to thrust into him. Fuck him, he loves having his husband's fingers inside of him. Loves those slender fingers that were stretching him out so fucking good it left him a shuddering mess.

He wants nothing more to know if the blonde was hard. Would he get hard over this? He wants to crawl into his lap and bounce himself on his erection. To fuck the blonde good if it meant sharing that pleasure he had ripping up his back. Pooling into his stomach. He panted raggedly into the carpet as fingers thrusted into him with those careless rubs over his prostate. Touches that caused him to jerk and jolt with thighs spreading his thighs far as he could. Doing so to keep his thighs from sliding off of his husband's lap.

Anything to stay in place as those fingers thrusted into him.

God, the pleasure of squeezing around those fingers had him moaning out delightedly at his husband who groaned back when he clenched around his fingers. Squeezing them together only to have fingers spreading out against his inner walls. It had him moaning out delightedly at his husband as that positioning of his fingers was held in place. Stretching him out until a shudder ran up his back only then did his fingers press together before giving a sharp thrust with a slick squelch. A thrust that had him groaning in unison with Hizashi.

He clenched tightly around his husband's thrusting fingers. So tight, tight, tight. Fuck, does he love having those slender fingers inside of him. He shuddered again with a whimper when his husband thrusted his fingers into him quickly. Deep thrusts that allowed the blonde to rub his fingers over his prostate to get him jolting then pulling away quickly. It was a fucking tease. One that had his feet kicking out slightly with a shrill, needy whine leaving him. And his husband gave a playful click of his tongue.

As if he were reproaching his "behavior" as he squirmed in the blonde's lap. Twisting eagerly with fingers thrusting slickly into him with purposeful swipes over his prostate. Rubs that threatened to make his eyes roll back on him as he whimpered when fingers spread out. Panting in his place against the carpet, his nails dragged over it uselessly again when his husband gave a sharp thrust of his fingers into him. It had him moaning up at the blonde who was panting lightly with eyes focused on him with such hunger it left him shuddering.

Had his stomach flipping on him with that excitement twisting in his chest insufferably. Fingers thrusted into him slickly with that squelch of the lube ringing out as he squirmed with his thighs trying once again to spread themselves wider for the blonde who growled down at him. A hint of that playfulness but it God if it didn't send a shiver up his back to hear his husband create the sound with the help of his quirk. He shuddered when fingers spread out again, again, again within him with that stretch tearing a throaty groan out of him.

God, he can't get enough of this man. Not of his mouth, his hands, his fingers, his dick. The feeling of him just being there would never be enough. He'd want him with this fervent passion until he died. He was sure of it. Fingers came together only to spread out again when he moaned at his husband who groaned back at him when he his erection twitched against his stomach. A dripping mess that had him squirming restlessly when he felt fingers come together to rub at his inner wall before they were sliding back.

Pulling out of him with a slick squelch with hands moving away from his lower half. There was a shift when he forced his lashes up to look up at his husband who was working his pants down. And God, he hates that cliché reaction but his mouth was watering at the sight of his husband's erection flying up to rest against his stomach. Those shining piercings winking at him when the condom was lifted up to be held between Hizashi's teeth. A dollop of lube being squeezed onto fingers that was then used to rub over his studs.

The medical glistened slickly at him when he adjusted his position slightly. His thighs were draped over his husband's, his foot on the bed behind him, and God knows the bunched up fabric of his boxers and his bunched up shirt left him feeling more debauched than anything. His hair spread out away from his face and shoulders onto the carpet kept him from feeling too overheated. He happily spread himself out as much as possible for the blonde even if his chest against the floor was uncomfortable.

Huffing, racing pants were taken by the both of them with tremors and wavering exhales being had. Slick hands raised to grab the condom while his husband ripped a strip off. Spitting it out, he watched trembling fingers grabbing at the slippery ring within then dropping the rest of the wrapper onto the bed next to him. His pants hitched in his throat as he watched the blonde roll the condom of the head of his erection. Watching as it was worked down carefully over his piercings when he whined at his husband with that spark of impatience.

He gave a tight, wriggling shake of his hips at the blonde who groaned when he fussed with the edge of the condom. Using his hand on his ass he tugged at his cheek with a renewed force when Hizashi grabbed at his erection while coaxing his hips up higher. A hand on his cheek spreading them apart when he shuddered at the slick touch of that condomed erection against him. Grinding lightly with a slick slide that had his hole twitching as he whimpered when the head of his erection was pressed against him.

Nudging, nudging, nudging. Pressing against him when the hand on his cheek tugged at him to coax him to press down against him. And he happily took that silent initiative to press himself down against the head of his husband's erection with a whine leaving the both of them. Nudging, nudging, nudging. Pressing, pressing, pressing. His erection throbbed against his stomach, dripping shamelessly, when he tugged at his own cheek. Spreading his hole slightly, he was sure of it, when he pressed down firmly when there was a give.

One that had him gasping in only for it to fly out on a deafening moan as he began sinking down on his husband. Loving the trembling burst of a groan leaving the blonde with a hand coming up to grab at his waist. Coaxing him down quickly yet carefully when he was slowed near his piercings much to his delight. Slipping down slickly onto the blonde as his thighs trembled when hands slid up to caress his waist. Moving up his sides and back slightly when he moaned up at the blonde when he bottomed out.

Squirming when he was down past those piercings. Shaking pants being taken, he clenched tightly around the blonde out of habit. Sending sparks of heat racing up his back at that stretch. So much different than those fingers. Thicker. And God if he doesn't fucking love it. If it didn't have him moaning at his husband who groaned back at him. Fuck, he feels so good. Each time felt like the first time that only got better and better no matter how many times he's had the blonde tucked away inside of him like this.

Seventeen years together and it never got old. It had him squirming with his hips grinding against the blonde who arched his hips slightly to grind against him in response with hands sliding along his sides to hold onto his waist. Pinning his lower half into his lap as they ground together when he moaned up at the blonde. He'd never get enough of Hizashi. Hands kneaded at his waist as hips ground together frantically as his chest heaved in its pinned position against the floor. Aching from that tight press.

It was hard to pant when his chest was pressed so tightly against it but he didn't mind it one bit. Instead, he squirmed with hips moving frantically in time with Hizashi's as that light squelching of the rubber condom and lube rubbed together. He squeezed tightly around the blonde's twitching erection with a whimper. God, he felt thick. That blood flow did wonders for Hizashi's slender dick and he fucking loves it. He ground himself in tight circles against the blonde's pelvis as his toes curled tightly.

Then his feet, left foot and his prosthetic, pressed to the bed as a push off. A solid surface he used to help aid with his frantic grinding. Clenching tightly around the blonde, he couldn't stop himself from moaning delightedly at the blonde who moaned back at him. A trembling sound as hands tightened on his waist as they ground together in a frenzy that had him shuddering. God, what he'd give to be heaved up into his arms right now. To have those soft, warm lips crush themselves onto his while he bounced away on him.

Fuck, he'd give anything. He ground himself against the blonde's pelvis when he bit at his lip to muffle a moan bursting out of him when his husband groaned after he clenched. God, it was a thrilling, exciting position he could see himself doing again. It had him squirming, writhing, when his husband moaned down at him with hands tightening their grips on his waist. Holding onto him fiercely as he ground himself eagerly against his pelvis. It was hot, hot, hot to feel those nails digging ever so slightly into his waist.

Holding him still as he huffed into the carpet with his hips moving just as frenzied as Hizashi's. His hands curled into shaking fists with nothing to hold onto when his nails bit into his palms like points of pain. It had him whimpering at the dig of his nails into his palms but he happily squeezed his fingers to his palms. He rolled his hips in figure eights that had his husband moaning. A keening sound when he clenched tightly around that twitching erection inside of him when he swallowed down a low groan.

How did he do this? He could press his knees into the bed and do it that way, right? He licked his lips before adjusting his legs slightly when he dug his left knee into the bed with the blunt end of his right thigh. And he lifted his hips up then down in a shallow bounce. It was awkward but God if it didn't have heat ripping up his back as he lifted himself up then down again. A slick squelch punctuating his shallow bounce had the both of them moaning out in unison. If he did it like that then it should be easy.

Digging into his placement on the bed, he lifted himself up then down. Up and down, up and down, up and down. He bounced himself shallowly in his husband's lap with hands holding onto his waist tightly as he whimpered shrilly at his husband who whined back. Nails bit into his waist as he bounced himself slowly, shallowly on the blonde in his position and fuck if his chest wasn't aching from the press. From the rapid pounding of his heart that had him whining under his breath at the uncomfortable position he was in.

He listened to the slick squelches of his bouncing when he moved his arms to come up and brace himself on. The relief from his chest had him groaning as he balanced his arms beneath him to keep his chest from crushing itself to the floor as he bounced himself. Much easier to do so when he was pushing off slightly on his arms. He shuddered as his husband's hands began to lightly tug him down when he raised his hips upwards. A subtle pull but one that had him moaning at the blonde who groaned back.

And he bounced himself quicker now that he had a solid position. Something better. He bounced himself quickly in shallow, snapping thrusts down into his husband's lap as his hair spilled annoyingly over his right shoulder but he ignored it for the sake of bouncing himself. Moving his hips quickly as he could in hsi position with hands tugging weakly at him as he snapped his hips down. Rocking himself idly with the movement of his hips as he panted with his eyes fluttering shut. Focusing instead on that pleasure pooling into his stomach.

The sparks of heat that raced up his back each time he snapped his hips downwards. When his husband moaned at him with hands tightening on his waist as he worked himself quickly in a tight rocking as he pushed off with his arms. Balancing his legs on the bed as he bounced himself shallowly with a keening moan ripping out of him. Then the blonde jerked him down in a harder hit downwards in his lap. The slap of their skin meeting shot out like a burst of sound that had him moaning when he raised his hips up.

Raising his hips up quickly only to have his husband yank him down into his lap. It had his husband moaning at him when he clenched tightly around his erection with fingers flexing out then clawing at the carpet as he bounced himself quickly. Coming up fast, fast, fast then snapping himself down firmly into Hizashi's lap while remaining in that shallow depth. It was so good. His hair swayed idly over his shoulder with curls tickling his hot cheek as sweat pricked at his skin. At his forehead with that clammy sensation.

He could stay like this all fucking day. The bright white light of the sun attempting to shine through the clouds had him glancing over instinctively. Snowing again? God, it had him groaning at the thought but he happily reapplied his focus to his bouncing. Snapping his hips up and down, up and down, up and down with that slick squelching ringing out. He tightened around the blonde who moaned in that encouraging, keening pitch. Wanton. It had him letting out a needy moan of his own as he clawed at the carpet beneath him.

Shuddering with his hips working quickly. Bouncing himself giddily when hands slid from his waist to rub over his ass with a hard squeeze being given that had him groaning at his husband. Loving that kneading rhythm of the hands on his ass when hands then slid down to caress his thighs. Huffing, ragged pants being taken by the both of them ringing out when he felt thighs tensing beneath his. Hips twitching up. He groaned at the shallow thrust as he bounced himself fast, fast, fast in the blonde's lap.

The light slap of their skin meeting ringing out as his boxers dug into his thighs with protest over the wide spread of his thighs but he didn't pay it mind. Not even the shirt bunched up awkwardly to expose his back. He didn't give a fuck about them as he bounced himself at that shallow depth that had his husband groaning. Had him whining at the blonde when he clenched tightly around his husband tearing another moan out of him. A keening moan that had him shuddering when he bounced himself quickly.

Moving quickly with that up and down snap that had nails dragging over his thighs tearing a whimper out of him. He happily, giddily, bounced himself on his husband who seemed all too delighted in holding onto him. Watching him. He couldn't help but wonder what that view was; could Hizashi seem himself slipping in and out? Was it like the times he rose him reverse cowgirl style? It sent a shiver down his back with a moan bursting out of him when he shuddered with a keening moan ripping out of him.

He bounced fast, fast, fast on the blonde who moaned above him with such delight it left him squirming. Writhing. Snapping his hips up and down, up and down giddily with that slick squelching ringing out with that light slap of their skin meeting. He then began to lengthen his upwards swings; bouncing himself up higher then snapping down into his husband's lap. Higher. Abandoning his shallow depth which had the both of them groaning in unison as he swung his hips up higher then snapping down into his lap.

The blonde held onto him as he could jerk him down harder. It was a thought that had him utterly breathless. He could do this all afternoon long. He could fuck himself on Hizashi for hours and he'd do so happily. He wanted nothing more than to give his husband that pleasure. To give himself that pleasure that had him moaning out ecstatically as he jerked his hips up high, high, high then snapping down harder into his lap. Moving quickly as he absolutely could without his legs sliding off of the bed or falling out of his lap.

The slick squelches and the slap of their meeting skin had him absolutely over the damn moon with that pleasure. The stretch of his thick erection within him demanded space to be made. The faint scratch of the condom through the layer of lube. The rub of that erection against his inner walls that had his eyes threatening to roll up on him. He rocked himself faster to keep up with that quick speed he had set. He could do this for fucking hours. Anything to give himself that pleasure. To give that pleasure to Hizashi.

To share it with his husband who was moaning down at him with such enthusiasm it had him burning up. So hot, so hot, so hot. He was so fucking hot. He was having the time of his life snapping his hips up and down, up and down, up and down at that new height that had him groaning up at the blonde. God, he had fantasized about this; not quite this position but the scenario. Ohh, he'd been thinking about it since he wrote down a few more options on the list. He hadn't wrestled with Hizashi in a hot minute.

But it always ended the same way whether he wanted it too or not. And today was the best fucking thing. To be held in place while his husband fucked him with his fingers? To remain in the same position as he bounced himself on his erection? It was more than what he could have ever fantasized it being. Imagine it being. He huffed as he felt a thin drop of sweat run down his back much to his surprise. Down his cheek. Was he really working up a sweat? He hadn't been sweating when they'd been wrestling, had he?

He couldn't remember. All that mattered was pushing off to lift himself up high, high, high before snapping his hips down urgently into his husband's lap. Listening to the slap of their skin and the squelch of the lube and condom rubbing together. Rocking himself fast as he dared in his position when he felt hands beginning to tug him up to that new height. It had hands yanking him down harshly into the blonde's lap. It had him moaning out as he lifted his hips up, up, up before snapping them down harshly.

Doing the best that he could in his position with the blonde moaning out when he clenched tightly around his twitching erection. Clawing at the carpet with shaking fingers, he couldn't help a whimper as he bounced himself with the blonde's helping in his upwards swings and downward drops. The rub of those piercings popping in and out through the condom had his lashes fluttering with his eyes rolling back on him at the pleasure of it. It could very well be a placebo effect that he felt them, but it didn't matter.

All it did was encourage him onwards. Encourage him to swing his hips up before slamming himself down as his legs squirmed restlessly. Clenching tightly around the blonde's twitching erection with a keening moan snapping out of the both of them as hands began to jerk him up and down. Faster than the quick speed he had set for himself but God, if he didn't fucking care. If anything, it had him unfairly excited to have his husband take on a more active role when he blinked before sucking in a sharp breath.

And it flew out of him on a shaking gasp when his husband stood up. Hands holding onto his waist held him in place as his legs trembled before he curled them awkwardly around the blonde's waist. Bent awkwardly, he gasped in only to moan when his husband's hips pulled back then snapped forward. A thrust that had him rocking lightly on his arms with hair flying annoyingly over his shoulders. Spilling over them, it was hard to look back when he had to look through his hair. It wasn't worth it but he was tempted.

Ohhhh, what he'd give to look up at his husband in such a position as hips pulled back and slammed forward again. And again. Sharp thrusts that had him moaning as his back arched slightly with hands jerking his hips forward then tugging him back to hit against the blonde's pelvis with a slap of their meeting skin. His fingers curled into shaking fists as he panted raggedly at that pleasure pooling into him. As much as he liked riding Hizashi, as much as he liked having that control, it always lacked the strength of his husband thrusting into him.

The strength behind thrusts that rocked him lightly like they were now as his legs trembled. Ohhh, there was nothing better that he loved than the brutal force of his husband thrusting into him. It had his shaking hands pressing to the floor as his hair brushed annoyingly at his cheeks as he rocked lightly on his arms. Squirming, twisting, writhing beneath his husband who slammed into him again, again, again. The crisp squelches of the condom and lube rubbing together ringing out. The deafening slap of their skin meeting.

The sharp slap had him moaning up at the blonde. A keening, needy sound that was merely answered with those snapping groans leaving his husband when he clenched. Squeezing tightly around him, he shuddered at that light throbbing he could feel. Identical to his own erection, throbbing and dripping shamelessly against his stomach. His husband slammed into him faster, faster, faster. Harder, harder, harder. He couldn't stop himself from squirming when he tried to move his hips in his husband's grasp.

Trying to slam himself back against his pelvis. It was awkward, unfairly awkward, but the blonde merely jerked him back once he caught on to his struggling movement. Back and forth, back and forth, his hips were swung in unison with Hizashi's which merely had him moaning. Helpless. He was completely, utterly helpless in a position like this. His husband could do whatever he wanted to him, and he wouldn't give a damn protest. He was at his husband's mercy, and it was fucking hot. It was unfairly, completely hot.

He clawed at the carpet again with beads of sweat welling along his forehead. Slipping down the side of his nose only to drip off the tip of it. Streaking down the sides of his face. God, it was due to that insufferable temperature his husband always set the heaters too that was making him so hot, wasn't it? He couldn't think of a proper answer but God, it had him twisting eagerly when he dug the heels of his left foot and prosthetic into his husband's back. Earning himself a groan from the blonde who clutched at him.

A snapping groan that had his stomach fluttering with nerves as he panted raggedly with hands snapping him back and forth. It was utterly dizzying with his lower half up so high, but he was more than delighted to stay just like this. To relish in the brutal strength of having his husband actively fucking him was all he wanted. He'd happily for sake his own odd position just to have those hips striking fervently at him. His hair trembled and swayed against his cheeks as sweat dripped down the side of his face.

Those fierce, fervent hips striking him with such strength it had him writhing. Squirming. He couldn't get enough of this man. Of having him fuck into him so brutally but in a position like this? It felt hot, hot, hot. He was so fucking hot. His hips were swung forward and backwards to meet the blonde's thrusts perfectly hard hips that had their skin slapping together. The quiet back of throat huffs and grunts leaving the both of them rang out deafeningly. Whines and whimpers that weren't quite making their way out.

Breathless, keening moans spilling out of himself. Those snapping, wanton groans and moans leaving his husband. Nails bit into his hips lightly as he was swung backwards against his pelvis with hips rocking him forward from their hits. God, there was nothing fucking better. He swore this man could fuck him for hours and he'd still be over the moon. He'd still be eager to touch, kiss, bite and shower that softly freckled skin with the love it deserved. To give Hizashi the pleasure and love he deserved to have.

It had him moaning lowly in his throat when he was jerked back harder against the blonde's pelvis. A sharp slap of their meeting skin acting like a shot of sound. It had him shuddering when he clawed uselessly at the carpet again with his hips squirming in his husband's hands with nails biting into them. Like points of blunt pain, it had him whimpering at the blonde who jerked him back harder. Faster. Slamming into him with a fervency that had him huffing desperately for air only to have his husband's hips pound it out of him.

His lungs barely expanding before hips were knocking it right out of him. It had his hands shaking against his chest with delight at the thought. The idea that his husband could slam that air out of him as he was moved. It had him squirming with his back arching slightly when he clenched tightly around the blonde's erection. Squeezing as hard as he dared around it had his husband howling out as hips jumped frantically. Pounding into him hard, hard, hard. Fast, fast, fast. It had him writhing with a whimper.

It had him clawing at the floor with a wail at the frantic, frenzied thrusts slamming against him as his hips were pulled back to meet the blonde's thrusts. It had him sliding slightly over the floor as he tightened his legs awkwardly around the blonde's waist. Holding onto him the only way he could with hips jumping in a frenzy that he found continued onwards. Slamming thrusts that had him huffing out as he was nudged lightly from the force of those thrusts when his husband jerked him back and forth.

God, his erection was throbbing against his stomach leaving him a whimpering mess. Was he making a real one? Was he dripping all over his stomach or the floor? He wished he could glance down to see but he knew it would be his undoing. It has him wailing, howling, demanding and whining at his husband to touch him. Even if that erratic throbbing against his stomach was driving him insane. He tried to flip his hair out of his face as it was becoming unbearable having the curls of hair tickling and sticking to his sweaty face.

His bunched up shirt was aggravating as he wanted nothing more than to yank it off. To get his boxers off. To move with Hizashi but the fact his husband was moving him? Taking that control from him? It was hot. It added to that helplessness as he squirmed, twisted and writhed against the floor with his back arching as he tried to jerk his hips back. He could stay just like this for hours if it meant making his husband happy. He was getting more than he planned for and more when it came to his request of wrestling today.

Whether he knew it or not, his husband had gone above and beyond for him. He had given him everything he could possibly want and more from a request like this. It had him panting raggedly when he felt that fluttering in his lower stomach. As if his body were threatening to form an orgasm if he wasn't careful. It had him whimpering pleadingly at his husband; as if the blonde could stop it from happening. Stop him from reaching that precipice when he wanted nothing more than to enjoy this for a little longer.

He let out another breathless whimper as he jerked his hips slightly only to have himself bottoming out against the blonde's pelvis with a deafening slap. God, he was burning, burning, burning up. He was sizzling into a damn puddle if he wasn't careful. He'd burst into flames. Rendered to a pile of ashes. He whined to himself at the thought as his husband continued to jerk his hips back and forth. He huffed in ragged pants when hands tapped at his shaking thighs much to his confusion then he got another tap.

And he uncurled his legs from around his waist when his husband bent down to wrap his arms beneath him around his chest. And before he knew it, his head was spinning as he was heaved upwards with his husband sitting on the edge of the bed with him trapped in his lap. Lips fluttered over his shoulder towards his neck with a playful nip being given. Situated himself as he bottomed out in the blonde's lap with a keening moan. And he giddily began to bounce himself again at that hard, fast speed his husband had set for the both of them.

Bouncing himself giddily when he felt hips beneath him jumping up to slam against him much to his delight. Moving together as he curled an arm back around his husband's softly freckled shoulders to hold him close, close, close. Twisting blonde locks around his shaking fingers as he leaned back against his chest to bounce himself quickly. Fast. Hard. He pushed off the floor much like his husband when lips were crawling up the side of his neck with huffing pants fanning over his skin. God, he loves this man.

Loves, loves, loves him. His thighs trembled slightly as he pushed off the floor with his hips jerking up and down, up and down, with his erection throbbing against his stomach with light rhythmic taps that went hand-in-hand with his bouncing. He wants nothing more than to devour this man and leave not a crumb of him left. To eat him up and come back for seconds that he knew he'd be getting if there was time for it. It had him shuddering with an arch to his back as he moaned out giddily with his hips working fast, fast, fast.

Dropping himself down hard, hard, hard with each upwards swing. Pushing off to lift himself higher with that rub of piercings over the rim of his hole had him moaning out giddily as he let his head fall back against his husband's shoulder who held him tightly. Close. As if he wanted to claw his way under his skin. It had him shuddering at the thought when the blonde kissed at the side of his neck. Panting into it. He held onto the man tightly as he listened to the slick squelches of the condom and lube rubbing together.

The slap of skin hitting together as his husband's hips jumped up to pound into him with thrusts that nudged him up lightly. God, there was nothing fucking better. He couldn't imagine sex with anyone else being this fucking good. It had him moaning as he pressed his head to his husband's shoulder desperately with hands sliding over his chest. Down his sides to squeeze at his moving hips when fingertips trailed lightly along the underside of his erection. Dripping shamelessly against his stomach when he squirmed.

He hissed in a breath when he arched his hips forward with a pleading whimper when his husband's fingers slid slickly over the underside of his erection. He was wet from the drops of pre-come leaving him and God if it didn't get his erection twitching when teeth nipped sharply at his ear. A playful growl leaving his husband that had his stomach dropping out with that sharp, overwhelming surge of excitement. God, he fucking loves that sound in his ear. He fucking loves these smaller things that had him writhing.

"Fu-Fuck, baby, you're making a me-mess all of yourself, huh? Do-Do you feel ho-how wet you are?" He whimpered at that low, husky pitch of his husband's breathless voice so close to his ear. It sent shivers down his back when fingers wrapped around him to give a squeeze that had him moaning. "Do you fe-feel how hard you are? All ov-over some wrestling? Do-Do you like being thro-thrown around that badly? You li-like being slammed down? Pinned whi-while I fuck you with my fi-fingers?"

"Yesss! Yes! God, I fu-fucking love it! I wa-want you to rough me up more! Want you to pi-pin me down again and-and fuck me with your fingers! Ma-Make me cum from them!" Gasping. He hated how airy his voice was, but he couldn't control it as he jerked himself down hard as he could. Hips jumping up to slap against him when he cried out at that squeeze to his erection. "God, I wa-want you too! I ne-need you too! Ah! Ah, ah! I wa-want you to treat me rou-rough! I want you to fu-fuck me so goood!"

Teeth bit sharply at the shell of his ear again when his back arched slightly away from his husband's chest when he squirmed. Writhing in his husband's hold when a low groan ripped out of his husband. "I will! I wi-will, baby! You wa-want me to rough you up a bit? I will! Wh-Whatever gets you off, ba-baby! Ah! Mmm! Nnnnghnn, fuck, yes! Stra-Strangle my fucking cock! Li-Like that! Ohhh, just like that! Squ-Squeeze it so gooood, baby! Ah! Oh, shit! God, I love you, Shouta! I lo-love you so fucking much, pre-pretty boy!"

"I lo-love you too! I love you so mu-much, Zashi! Ah! Ohhhh, fuck! Oh, oh! God, fu-fuck me harder! Faster! I wa-want you to fuck my brains out! I wan-want you to fuckin' ruin me! Ah, ah, ah! Fu-Fffffuck! Like that! Fuck me like that! Ah! Hnnn! Please, please! I wan-want you to cum with me, Zashi! Mmmm! Mmmnn, ah! I wa-want to feel you cum in me! Ah! Sta-Stay in me! I want your co-cock inside of me! Please? Please, sta-stay in me! Haah, haah! Ohhhh, fuck me, Zashi! Ah, ah! Nnnn! Ah! Fuck, yes!"

Squirming in between his bounces, the blonde moaned at him when he clenched tightly around his throbbing erection. Hips struck at him harder, faster, much to his delight as the blonde moved along with his wailed request as the slap of their skin meeting filled the silence. The keening moans and groans leaving the both of them when his husband's faced buried itself into the side of his neck. Bouncing fast, fast, fast to keep up with the pounding thrusts his husband was using had his toes curling.

He pressed his feet firmly to the floor. Gasping as he rose his husband like a charging horse. Needing, needing, needing to get there. Wanting to give and share in that pleasure as he bounced wildly with his hair trembling and swaying against his shoulders. His upper back. His shirt was held up awkwardly when his husband squeezed at his erection tearing another cry out of him when he pressed his head back fervently to his shoulder. Shuddering when his husband began to stroke him fast, fast, fast.

Flying over his slick erection as he huffed desperately into the side of his neck. God, he wants nothing more than to keep Hizashi in him for the rest of the day. When was the last time they'd indulged in cockwarming? He wants so badly to indulge in it again. To feel his husband sitting inside of him, leaving him feeling full without having to fuck him. God, he'd have to bring up cockwarming to his husband again and see if they could somehow work it in at some point. If he could attempt to do something like it again.

He shuddered at the thought when he rocked his hips tightly side to side in a tight grind each time he bottomed out in his lap. Bouncing himself giddily with hips slamming up to meet his downwards drops with thrusts that had a hiccupping, choked sound leaving him. It had his husband groaning when he clenched tightly around the blonde when he slammed himself down in his lap. His hair flew around his shoulders as he bounced himself fast, fast, fast with a moan spilling out of him when the blonde squeezed at his erection.

Stroking him in time with his wild bouncing when a hand slid up to his chest where fingers plucked at a nipple. Pinching sharply at it when his husband twisted and curved his hand along his erection. His thumb rolling tightly over the head of his erection with the pad of it tapping against the slit slickly. Shuddering at the pleasure, he rolled his hips in between his bouncing thrusts as his hair trembled and swayed against his upper back. Moaning when fingers pinched sharply at his nipple with that hand tightening slightly on his erection.

As if to keep from slipping off with how slick he was. It had him moaning at the thought of it as he squirmed and writhed in his husband's arms as he bounced wildly in his lap with hands and arms wrapped tightly around him. Holding him close, close, close as hips struck up against him fiercely. Pounding thrusts that nudged him lightly into the air with light bounces when he slammed down into his lap as he bounced with hips meeting his downwards drops. God, it was so good, so good, so fucking good.

It was like the best of both worlds; getting to ride his husband and having the strength of those thrusts beneath him. It had him huffing desperately as he worked his hand from Hizashi's to reach down to grab at the forearm stretched across his chest. His left flying down to the forearm of that stroking hand. Holding onto his husband with fingers plucking at his nipple in careless flicks that had him moaning. The blonde groaned when he dug his nails into his forearms as fingers pinched then tugged sharply at his nipple.

That hand wrapped around his erection flying up and down, up and down, as hips pounded up against him when he did the best to match it. Slamming himself down hard in his husband's lap with that crisp slap of their meeting skin ringing out when teeth scraped over his shoulder tearing a keening whimper out of him. Pleading. It had him burning up at the threat of those teeth biting down on his shoulder. It had him arching, twisting, squirming when he felt that fluttering race through his lower half.

It had him gasping when it began to twist into his lower stomach. A spark that twisted into him as he bounced himself fast, fast, fast. Fast as he possibly could before dropping down hard into the blonde's lap with his back arching slightly with his hands clutching fervently at his husband's forearms. He held onto him with a keening moan that was echoed by another of those snapping groans from his husband. It had him squirming, writhing, against his husband's chest as fingers slid from his left nipple to the right with a ruthless flick at it

A flick that tore a whimper out of him. God, he can't get enough of this. It had his racing pants trembling on an inhale when he tightened his hands on Hizashi who moaned into his shoulder. Hips slamming up to pound away at him. Strong hits that had him moaning enthusiastically, deafeningly, at his husband who merely pounded at him with those strong hits. Hips jumping to meet his drops much to his delight as his eyes fluttered shut with his mouth dropping open wider with a burst of a moan leaving him.

Higher. Louder. It was mortifying but there was no changing it as he bounced himself. God, seventeen going on eighteen years together. Six in marriage. So many years spent together, and he was still as insatiable as he was the night that he laid beneath Hizashi for the first time. Wanted him just as badly as he wanted him at twenty. At nineteen. Eighteen. He'd never stop wanting, needing, Hizashi. No matter how many years they spent together, he'd never get enough of the blonde. Never, never, never.

It had him writhing desperately with his hips squirming when he slammed himself down with his husband's hips swinging up to strike at him. God, it felt so good, so good, so good. He clenched tightly around the blonde who moaned deafeningly at him with hips jumping in a frenzy that he happily mirrored as he dropped himself down harder, harder, harder. Hair flying about his shoulders as he swung his hips up high, high, high. Fast. He could fuck himself on Hizashi for hours and he'd still want more of him.

Hell, if there was anything he wanted it was to try that overstimulation on his husband. To ride, grind, suck and jerk him off until he couldn't take it anymore. What would an overstimulated Hizashi look like? It was a thought that sent a shiver down his back as he bounced. His hips squirming side to side restlessly when he dropped down only to press his head back, turning his face from Hizashi. A wail ripping out of him at the sparks ripping up his back in a wave that had him writhing against his husband.

And God, keeping that angle, he happily bounced himself eagerly with shrill whimpers and keening whines spilled out of him at the heat that rushed up his back again, again, again. He was burning up as he twisted eagerly in between his bounces as he hit his prostate again, again, again. His husband's hips striking him fervently with huffing pants fanning over his shoulder with a snapping moan leaving the blonde. A trembling sound when he began to clench tightly around the blonde's throbbing erection.

Whimpering at his husband when that hand stroked him unbearably fast with fingers squeezing at him. Swiping over the dripping head of his throbbing erection had him twisting as he thrusted shamelessly into his husband's hand on his upwards swings of his hips. Jerking himself down harder into his lap had the blonde moaning at him encouragingly with fingers tugged then pinched sharply at a nipple. It had his chest arching forward into the blonde's hand with hips thrusting shamelessly into the blonde's hand.

Bouncing, bouncing, bouncing away on the blonde with hips pounding up at him with such strength it had his eyes rolling back on him. Moaning at the blonde, he jerked and jolted at the sparks racing up his back relentlessly. Fanning under his feverish skin to add to the heat smoldering there. Burning him alive. He huffed pants raggedly as he slammed himself down to hit at his prostate with his husband's fierce thrust causing him to bounce lightly in his hold. God, if it didn't have him moaning with that delight.

Moaning delightedly at him when he groaned as he jerked himself down in his husband's lap. Chasing after that pleasure fast, fast, fast with hips pounding up at him so fervently it had his toes curling against the floor. The hits to his prostate had him moaning enthusiastically at his husband with growing volume. Wave after wave of heat raked up his back leaving him to writhe and squirm when the hand on his chest flew down. Moving down, down, down beneath his stroking hand to gently cup his balls with rolling circles to get him crying out.

Ohhh, it was so good, so good, so fucking good he didn't know what to do with himself. It had him gasping at the fondling of his balls, the hand wrapped around him stroking impossibly fast with that tight grasp on him to keep it from slipping off. Gasping in his pants, he jerked his hips down to match the strength of those pounding thrusts striking at him. It had him shouting as he kept his face angled away from Hizashi's ear. The last thing he wanted was to overwhelm his hearing aid with the feedback.

And God, he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold off. He didn't think he could hold it off when his husband was massaging his balls with a pressure to get his lashes fluttering on his cheeks. When his hips were pounding away at him with hits to his prostate that had him jolting and jerking in the blonde's hold. When he was being jerked off so fucking fast with fingers squeezing at him. Even the moans and groans spilling out of his husband in his ear were driving him closer. Closer, closer, closer.

That spark tightened into a burning coal in his lower stomach. Clawing his way up that mountain as he jerked himself up and down, up and down. Slamming into his lap then thrusting into his hand on those upwards swings. He was burning, burning, burning. Hot, hot, hot. He felt a bead of sweat run down his uncomfortably hot cheek towards his jaw where it dripped off onto his shirt. His husband rolled his balls gently but insistently; a firm pressure that had him writhing as sparks raced up his back.

He was clawing his way to that precipice that had his thighs shaking at the thought as he huffed desperately with his pants taking on a faster edge. Racing with anticipation as he bounced himself on that throbbing erection giddily. And he swore he felt those piercings rubbing over the rim of his hole relentlessly. Popping in and out, in and out, in and out. Rubbing against his inner wall so fucking good. It was hard to feel them through the rubber condom but God if his feverish mind didn't believe he could feel them.

It was a sensation that had him shuddering when he bounced faster, faster, faster. Harder, harder, harder. He wanted nothing more than to come with his husband. And fuck, if those hips striking at him and the hands on his balls and erection didn't have him twisting with racing pants of anticipation. His world was shrinking, shrinking, shrinking to a hot spot. A world of flaming heat where nothing mattered but getting there. Where nothing and no one could matter more than Hizashi, Hizashi, Hizashi.

He was melting in his husband's arms as he gasped desperately for air to feed the flames under his skin. Sparks raced up his back as he bounced himself quickly towards that orgasm, he was clawing himself towards as his husband whimpered when he clenched tightly. Squeezing around that thick, mouthwatering erection inside of him that throbbed frantically. He was so close, so close, so close! He was twisting, squirming, writhing in his husband's hold with hands rolling his balls firmly with a pressure to get him moaning.

The other squeezing at his erection tightly as he was jerked off fast, fast, fast. And the hits to his prostate with hard hits that nudged him up had him shouting out breathlessly. He couldn't hope to hold it back. He can't. There was no stopping it now that he was teetering on his precipice and freely falling off of it. His shaking thighs tensed up on him as they spread themselves wider; shamelessly. His stomach flexing as he clutched at those jiggling forearms fiercely with his back arching forward as he stiffened.

His lashes fluttering on his uncomfortable hot cheeks as beads of sweat ran down his cheek, the side of his face, as his eyes rolled back. Wailing as he squirmed delighted in his arms as his hips jumped desperately into his husband's hands as he slammed himself down. A singular hit was all it fucking took. That was it. Tingles raced up his shaking thighs with that white-hot heat exploding into his stomach as he gasped. Hips jumping up desperately with his erection damn near pulsing much like the one inside of him as his hips ground down.

Jerking forward with spurts leaving him frantically as he shook in his husband's arms when a deafening, trembling burst of a moan flew out of his husband as he stiffened beneath him. Hips slamming against him before grinding frantically with hands tightening on him as that hand moved to stroke him slowly. Rubs that had his thighs shaking as spurts landed on his shirt with his husband's moaning cresting in volume fast. Far faster than he could stop it when the pop of lightbulbs rang out with glass tinkling down to the carpet before them.

And God, if he wasn't already coming, he'd swear that would tip him over. He shuddered as he clung to the blonde's forearms desperately. Choking under that white-hot heat slamming into him as he clenched tightly around his husband who throbbed viciously inside of him. Pulsing. Everything, everything, everything was perfect. Better than he imagined it being as his hips thrusted weakly to aid those spurts leaving him. Huffing when that white-hot heat clawed at him on its way out as a weak spurt left him.

His hips thrusting as if to aid it along. Shaking, shaking, shaking. Hot, hot, hot. He was drowning under that white-hot heat that was taking its sweet time raking out of him. Throbbing waves slammed over him until he let out a gasping exhale as he melted into his husband's lap. Back against his chest as that orgasm, as suddenly as it appeared, rushed out of him. Shaking. He was utterly shaking with his hands relaxing their holds on Hizashi who whimpered at him. He turned his head lazily to kiss at the side of his neck.

Attacking the side of his hot face with a droplet of sweat smearing itself under his lips with its salty taste. He didn't mind it one bit as he kissed softly at the side of his husband's face and his neck until the man sighed out shakily. Coming down from his orgasm when he felt hands leaving his balls and his twitching, softening erection. Slick hands instead came up to his waist to begin lifting him up as he kissed that hot cheek. He whimpered his protest, but the blonde slid him up before slipping out of him slickly with a vulgar squelch.

He was coaxed onto the bed next to Hizashi where he reached down to detach his right thigh from that prosthetic leg. Shaking hands had it thudding to the floor when he glanced over to find Hizashi working the filled condom off of himself. Shaking fingers attempting to tie it off with a growl leaving the blonde when the rubber snapped at him. Squelches rang out as his husband tied off the filled, slick thing when he turned his attention to his soaked shirt. The spurts of come soaking into the fabric, he reached down to grab the hem.

Carefully navigating it up to avoid rubbing it over his face or into his hair somehow. He tossed his ruined shirt in the direction of the hamper when he then reached down to get his boxers down his thighs quickly. Down his left leg and flicked away with his left foot. The bed shifted from the loss of weight when Hizashi stood up on shaking legs to make his way around the bed with his softening erection twitching. He watched Hizashi toss the condom away then grab at the wipes to begin working on cleaning his studs off.

He turned to climb onto the bed where he tugged the ruined blankets down then flopping down onto his side with a sigh that had the blonde glancing over. Hizashi smiled softly when he finished wiping himself off with bunched up wipes thrown into the trash. His pants tugged up with his twitching, softening erection being tucked away again when Hizashi climbed onto the bed. Squirming across the bed towards him with an arm sliding around his waist to which he happily squirmed forward himself.

He curled into his husband's arms as the blonde cuddled into him with lips coming down on his face. And he found himself placing kisses over his husband's red face. Targeting those feverish, freckled cheeks adoringly when his husband giggled at him with arms tightening around him as soft lips pressed over his face. He kissed at red, freckled cheeks and the bridge of his nose where those smatterings were darker. Over his cheek. His jaw. The arch of his eyebrow. His forehead. Soft, pecking kisses that nearly had him giggling.

Lips pressed to his own cheeks, the tip of his nose, the arch of his brow, and the scars beneath his right eye. Hands slid along his back as he twisted his leg between Hizashi's with the fabric of his pantlegs rubbing against his feverish skin. He could only be grateful he took his shirt off. It wasn't complete skin to skin but with their time limit this afternoon, he was more than content to hold him. Sliding his own arms beneath the blonde's neck and his side. Playing with blonde locks he twirled and tugged at playfully.

And he happily curled into his husband's hold. Kissing at that freckled face adoringly with lips pressing against his forehead. The arch of his eyebrow. Over his blind right eye prompting him to close it as the blonde kissed softly at his scarred eyelid. Hands slid up and down his back slowly when lips came down on his. Soft, pecking kisses that came down on his one, two, three, four times with that fifth one being deepened. Soft. Tender. Unbelievably sweet. He moved his lips with his husband's eagerly as a hand slid along his back.

Coming up to comb through his hair. Scratching absentmindedly at his scalp sending a shiver down his back when that soft, tender kiss broke off. He couldn't help a shudder at that idle scratching at his head when he pressed his lips to Hizashi's. Pecking kisses were returned to him softly when he ducked his head down beneath Hizashi's jaw. Nuzzling his nose and lips up against that fluttering pulse point with his husband holding him close. Arms squeezed him tightly to his chest when he felt lips pressing to the top of his head.

The press of a lifted cheek pressing against him with a nuzzle. Smiling. He'd give anything to see that sweet, giddy smile of his. However, he was more than happy to shut his eyes as he nuzzled his husband's throat. Racing pants being taken between them when he tightened his arm around the blonde who hummed softly at him. Cuddling into him with that lifted cheek nuzzling the top of his head with racing breaths ruffling his hair. A comforting warmth when he slid his hand along the blonde's back absentmindedly.

Twirling locks of hair around his right fingers with light tugs that had his husband crooning at him as that cheek nuzzled itself to his head again. He could melt. He could become a puddle in this man's arms with the affection given back to him. He kissed softly at the fluttering pulse point before nuzzling Hizashi's throat with arms tightening around him. It had him utterly melting in his husband's arms with huffing pants as he clung onto the blonde in response. Loving the feeling of his husband cuddling into him.

He got another nuzzle to the top of his head when his husband let out a shaking sigh as he hummed huskily at the blonde. Loving the low hum, it got him back as his husband rested his cheek against the top of his head. Hands sliding idly along his back as he shuddered with legs tightening around his when the blonde sighed out again. God, does he love moments after sex when that affection was given without a second thought. When he could give his affection to his husband without thinking twice and to receive it in return?

It was bliss. It was his favorite damn thing as he nuzzled his husband's throat which had arms squeezing him to his chest which he happily cuddled himself into when he sighed out himself. There was such a contentment in the moments after sex. He happily let the blonde humming playfully at him in a husky tone. He slid his hand along his back gently with firm circles being kneaded into his back. Muscles trembling under his hand when he kissed at his throat again when his husband to cleared it with a light cough.

"So-So I think spe-speaking for both of us tha-that this was pre-pretty fucking-"

"Hot? Yeah, I kn-know, it was pre-pretty fucking hot!" He murmured breathlessly into the blonde throat when he got a rub of that cheek against the top of his head. He sighed out with a hand sliding forward along his waist when the blonde nuzzled the top of his head with a giggle. He happily nuzzled up beneath his jaw before taking a breath. "I thi-think we should do that more often! I-I don't kno-know 'bout you but wrestling ca-can be pretty fun! And an en-energy drainer, you know?"

"Oh, I kn-know! God, that was fu-fffucking hot, baby!" The blonde let out another sigh with arms tightening around him. Squishing him to Hizashi's chest that he happily cuddled himself into when he felt fingers combing gently through his hair again gently. "Yo-You're such a kinky li-little thing, aren't you? I fu-fucking love that! I lo-love you so fucking mu-mmmuch, baby! But you-you know what's gonna be even better than this?"

"Hmmm?"

"It'll be my tu-turn!" Pulling his head back from its tucked place beneath Hizashi's jaw, he found that bright smile on his lips which had his own tipping up into a grin. He nuzzled their noses together earning himself a giggle when he slid his hand forward along his waist. Grinning wider when he felt the blonde nuzzling back before he pulled away to meet that gaze. The afterglow of his orgasm made him so unbelievably lovely. And he happily welcomed the touch of his lips on his. God, does he love this man.