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!

33. The Sharp Edge

"How are you feeling, kitten? Is everything feeling okay? Are you alright still to continue on?"

Was he alright? Was everything okay? Shouta wanted to howl that he was so perfect that he didn't know what to do with himself. His head felt light, foggy, and it was so weightless that he felt like he'd stepped out of a sauna. He found words to be difficult to grasp; hard to hold onto when they wiggled away as he rolled his head over the pillow with a lazy hum when he met his husband's gaze. "I fe-feel perfect, Daddy. Absolutely, perfectly perfect."

A chuckle left the blonde at his wording when a hand smoothed over his forehead gently to smooth his hair away from it. The candles in the bedroom were like gathered points of light; groups of them, tall and short, placed like spots of light in the lowered lighting of their bedroom. "You look positively euphoric, kitten, and we haven't even reached the main act of tonight! All it takes is a little bondage and some teasing to get you all hot and bothered, huh? Would you give me your color, kitten, before we continue?"

His color? He found himself blinking sluggishly at his husband as he tried to grasp onto his words as he shifted slightly with his knee bending up slightly but his capture weapon kept his legs straight. It was a web; wrapped around the upper posts and his wrists holding his arms up over his head then wrapping down to wrap around his ankle and the bed posts there. Keeping his legs spread wide and straight. "'m color is green! 'm green, Daddy, I'm ready to-to continue."

"Good boy." Fingers combed into his hair to scratch his head gently which had him utterly melting at the gentle, crooning praise of his husband's voice. It had his heart skipping delightedly against his chest as his mind clung to those two words. He is a good boy. Good for his husband to praise so gently. "Now, kitten, let's go over the rules, okay? There will be no bloodletting, no cutting, and there's going to be no digging in. The sharp knife isn't going to be used for your skin, okay? And you're alright with discarding of this shirt and pants?"

"I'm more than okay with you cutting my clothes away!" He breathed out when he pressed his head back into the pillow when he met his husband's gaze. There was a shining, shimmering pride there that had his heart leaping at the sight when he wriggled instinctively which had his capture weapon trembling from his movement as his husband scratched his head gently. "I'm to tell you if I get cut at all while you're cutting them away. I'm to tell you if the wax is too hot or anything of the sort!"

"What a good boy you are! And you know that you're allowed to use the color system if something is wrong. You can use our safe word if you feel that it's going too far or you're getting anxious, alright? Remember you can use them whenever you want, kitten, and I won't be the least bit angry or upset. Your comfort, your enjoyment, is number one tonight." Fingers scratched at him gently before pulling through his hair when Hizashi smiled softly at him. "Now, hold still while I do this. No squirming or moving, I don't want to cut you, kitten."

"I'll be perfectly still for you, Daddy!" He breathed out when he fought the urge to move his feet. To roll his wrists. He held himself still while Hizashi hummed softly as he crawled off of the bed next to him and reached for the knives on the bedside table. They'd chosen two from the kitchen; a knife sharpened to excellent standard and a blunt knife. One to cut away the clothing and the other to drag over his skin. To scrape the wax off when they used it.

When he asked to try knife play, he never thought his husband would be so onboard with it. He never thought that Hizashi would be so receptive to the idea of doing it once he had explained what he wanted and how he wanted to do it. The day he'd been looking over the list, he'd been looking for something simple. Something easy. Something that he could do with his husband that they would both enjoy together.

After all, in the wake of the emetophilia, he wanted nothing more than to give his husband something he would enjoy. Something that the two of them could do together that would remain fun and would give them some enjoyment. In the days following their try at emetophilia, Hizashi had been amazingly attentive. The blonde hardly gave him a moment alone to breathe on his own without making sure he was fine. Without checking in and keeping a watchful eye on him in the morning following it.

He'd puked three times in one night but come morning he'd woken with the bitter taste of vomit and toothpaste on his tongue. It had taken him half of the day to convince Hizashi that he was quite alright and that there wasn't anything to worry about. Knowing his husband didn't have the kink for emetophilia was honestly a sigh of relief. He didn't know what he'd do if his husband found him puking to be hot. He didn't think he could do something like that again.

But to hear from Hizashi himself that night that he wouldn't have remained hard was an absolute breath of relief to him. In the days following it, they returned to their usual routine of work, home chores, and taking care of Hitoshi and Eri. It was amazing how a week had flown by before he'd decided to take a look at the list with mere days left to April. It was amazing how time seemed to fly by for the both of them.

With winter on its way out, he was preparing himself the best he could to deal with his allergies when the time came for it. Hizashi was so happy over the good weather that it was utterly infectious. More often than not, he found himself curled up on the back porch swing with Hizashi cuddling into him as they watched the rain pounding the ground and melting the snow. The warm air swirling gently bringing the scent of rain with it.

Eri often joined them on the swing which was a welcomed change as the girl either cuddled into him or into Hizashi. There was something nice about watching the rain that seemed never-ending in April. Rain storm after rain storm plaguing them as the days came and went. It had been amazing relaxing together with Hizashi; taking it day by day. Curling up together on the back porch or on the couch together with legs and arms intertwined.

When they were making dinner together with Hizashi's hands on his hips while they swayed side to side gently. When Hizashi's lips were pressing to the side of his neck with hands kneading and squishing his stomach gently with that sandalwood cologne flooding his nose. There was nothing he adored more than being able to have those moments with Hizashi. The blonde seemed unbelievably tender in the aftermath of their try at emetophilia; he'd been over the top attentive. Gentle.

And he appreciated that his husband was letting them have a small breather after they'd tried it. That he was given time to reset and given the time to think about what he wanted to choose next. Hizashi never rushed, pushed, or prodded impatiently when it came to him picking something off of the list. If anything, the blonde seemed just as eager for him to pick something as he was. There was nothing more exciting than seeing those green eyes lighting up or the smile that curled over his lips.

How those spots of color would pop on those freckled cheeks that always begged for kisses and nuzzles. There was something amazing about seeing how excited Hizashi got when he brought up something new that he wanted to do. How the blonde seemed pleasantly surprised by what he chose. And he had to admit, he took his time choosing something off of the list. He wanted nothing more than to jump into it but it was nice spending a week curled up with his husband.

Something unbelievably tranquil about the four of them going on the back porch to watch the rain. Something about being curled and cuddled up in Hizashi's arms that always wrapped just tight enough to give him pleasure. There was something unbelievably nice about it that he found himself swooning into his arms from time to time. While their week had dragged on with rain storm after rain storm, he found himself thinking.

It didn't take long before he was in their bedroom with his arm stuffed into the pillow case to grab the list hidden within it. He'd been curious when he'd been looking over the list, trying to find something easy for the two of them to do when his eyes had fallen on the option of knife play. He'd not heard the term before but it had stroked his curiosity leading to him opening up his laptop to look up the two words.

He'd found time to do so while Hizashi was away at the radio station for the night. And he couldn't deny that he had been left struck with awe over the option. Knife play, he found, was something used in a BDSM setting. Something that was typically done with Doms and their subs. He'd been wrapped up in reading article after article with his curiosity going nowhere but upwards and he was absolutely riveted. He'd been falling down a rabbit hole that he was more than eager to fall down.

He'd spent an hour or two that Friday night looking up knife play, the precautions and how to do it properly. He'd been absolutely over the moon to learn something new when he turned in for that night. He'd woken the next morning with Hizashi's arm wrapped snuggly around his waist and his snoring into his neck ringing in his ear deafeningly. He'd been excited to tell his husband about the research he'd done the night before.

Of course, his husband naturally slept in later into the early afternoon which was expected after the late night that the blonde had had. He'd tried to keep it to himself but he'd been far too excited when he'd turned to the blonde over their coffee. He'd been over the moon delighted when he saw those green eyes widening at him with the all too familiar shimmer to them. The way his husband's mouth had parted slightly before the corners twitched upwards into a smile.

How those spots of color popped on freckled cheeks when Hizashi had seemed far too happy about throwing himself into this. The blonde had been absolutely delighted while he told him about the knife play; what it would entail and what it would mean. What they could do. Doing his best to recall everything he'd read the night before as he relayed it to his happy husband. Together, the two of them sat down to begin planning out a scene together.

Something that they could do. Hizashi had seemed utterly delighted when he directed the blonde to the proper links and articles that he'd read the previous night. Together they poured over the information that he had read over the previous night together with Hizashi growing more excited. It was after their research; they spent most of Saturday afternoon sitting together curled up on the couch writing out their scene.

Putting in what they wanted to do the most and what they wanted to touch upon during the scene. Just like they always did, they wrote everything they wanted and everything they desired from one another. Going so far as to write down suggestions for dialogue that they could have during the scene to make it all the more immersive. There was nothing he wanted to do more than to dive into this scene together.

There was nothing he loved more than when he and Hizashi came together to do a scene. When they sat down together and giggled over what one another were going to say. What they were going to do. There's nothing he loves more than to sit down together to put in the work to make something that the both of them would adore. Something that the two of them would have fun with. And if that fun came in the form of a BDSM scene then he would be more than happy to indulge in something like it.

To hand himself over to the blonde who always took such precious, gentle care of him. His husband who always managed to make him feel good and comforted by the time that the scene was over with. The blonde seemed to positively radiate that excitement to him with a sparkle to those green eyes. It was all too easy to make the plan for the final weekend of April to be the time that they would indulge in this knife play.

Both promising to be prepared when the time came for it and God knows he was excited for it. God knows that he was squirming in his own skin with each day that ticked past. He was absolutely electrified; he was bouncing on his toes with impatience waiting for the weekend to find its way to him. He was absolutely ready to rip his hair out by the time Friday rolled around but Hizashi seemed just as impatient as himself.

He seemed just as tightly wound as himself when it came to getting to the weekend together. It was like a sigh of relief when he woke this morning; knowing they were merely a handful of hours away from relishing in their scene. A matter of hours before he could hand himself over to the blonde and trust that he was going to be taken care of. That he was going to be in trusted hands. He was tugged out of his idle thoughts when he felt the back of the knife brush gently against his collarbone.

The metal was chilled causing him to jump slightly at the light, brushing caress to his skin when he blinked before focusing his gaze up on the blonde sitting by his side. Blonde locks held away from his shoulders and face with a ponytail that he'd tugged it up into. His eyes watching him as the knife brushed along his collar bone again with a gentle back and forth caress. It had him shuddering with his muscles tensing against the urge to arch. To squirm and twist.

To tug at his restraints curiously to see if they would truly hold him still. If they would somehow, someway, break free. He fought the urge to move. Hizashi had told him that he had to stay still; that he needed to not move and he was going to listen. He was going to be a damn good boy for this man tonight. He wanted to be good for the man and receive those warm, gentle words to be crooned down at him.

His breaths hitched down his throat with his fingers curling into his palms tightly to keep from possibly, somehow, moving when he wasn't supposed too. The blunt edge of the knife's edge slid against his collar bone again with a gentle caressing movement before that knife was shifting. The tip tracing the neckline of his tank top when he held himself still with the blonde digging the knife into the neckline before it was slicing through it.

Cutting through the thin, old fabric effortlessly with the tip just barely touching his chest; a light, tracing touch that had him fighting the urge to squirm. He held a breath down in his chest as the blonde cut through his tank top gently. Tugging the shirt tautly to keep it moving through the fabric smoothly as the tip of the knife just barely traced his skin as his husband cut through his shirt. Making his way down to his stomach where the tip of his knife flicking over his navel lightly.

The fabric fluttered open with fingertips tracing over his skin gently as they pushed open the fabric of his cut open tank top. The air was cool on his skin as he let out the breath that he held down on a rushing exhale when he pressed his head into the pillow. The light scratch of the knife's tip had been strangely, amazingly thrilling. It had gotten his heart jumping in his throat when he squirmed slightly now that the blonde no longer had the knife to his skin.

He rolled his wrists experimentally with a light tug. And then Hizashi was tugging on the waistband of his pants which had him holding himself still once again. He felt that rush of heat underneath his skin when Hizashi hummed softly with his pants being tugged at and pulled tautly away from him when he lifted his head up. Watching his husband shoving the knife against the fabric of his waistband when the tip of the knife slid through suddenly.

It had the both of them jumping at the suddenness of the knife but he held himself still when Hizashi began to cut downwards. Pulling the fabric of his pants tautly to make the cutting all the easier for the both of them. He listened to the quiet rip of his pants being cut into as the tip of the knife pricked at his skin briefly before lifting away as Hizashi cut down to his ankle. Freeing his leg up before reaching over to the other side where he began to cut down his right thigh gently.

The quiet sound of fabric being cut at filling the quiet between them; a barely audible sound but it was easy to catch in the quiet between them as Hizashi cut away his pant leg down by the stump of his right thigh. His pants were then gently flicked away from his thighs, from his left calf, and God if it didn't have heat flashing over his skin when fingers skimmed over his thigh. When he caught the desire flashing in those green eyes as Hizashi shifted over the bed to place the knife on the bedside table.

It would be either returned to the knife block or it would be put in the dish washer. His breaths trembled slightly when Hizashi picked up the candle that was dancing on the bedside table. Just like other smatterings of sweet-smelling candles around the room filling it with a heady scent. It had him squirming slightly as he looked up to his husband who blew the wicks out. The smoke curling up lazily as melted wax sloshed against the sides of the glass.

He squirmed again with his arms tugging at the restraints his capture weapon had created with his heart jumping in his chest wildly. His stomach fluttering then dropping out beneath him as his breaths trembled down his throat slightly when the blonde hummed softly at him. A comforting sound but it merely had his skin flashing with heat again when he tried to bend his knee up slightly only to have his capture weapon refusing. Keeping his legs held straight out.

It was exciting; it had him unbelievably excited that he had listened to his husband in the first place. When Hizashi had suggested tying him up slightly with his capture weapon, he'd been curious but once he'd done it? Now that he was held and spread open with not a give in the fabric? It was unfairly, completely exciting to him. Shifting his weight slightly when Hizashi shifted closer with knee digging into the bed causing it to dip slightly.

He watched Hizashi adjust his hold on the candle with a slight inhale before those green eyes were flicking down to his face. He fought the urge to squirm again when he nodded at his husband. He was ready for it. It had been quite a while since they'd indulged in wax play, the last time being the time they had been trying their hand at sensory play. And he watched Hizashi as he tipped the candle glass to drizzle hot wax onto his thighs.

It had his skin breaking out in goosebumps at the heat of the wax that was drizzled from his left thigh to his right. A lazy, drizzling line that went back and forth leaving him shuddering when Hizashi then lifted the candle upright before dipping it again. And the glob on his stomach had his heart jumping in his chest as wax was poured over his stomach in that same lazy manner as his thighs.. He lifted his head up to watch as the wax was drizzled over his hips.

Mindful of the black curls of pubic hair of his pelvis before that candle was lifted upwards with a line being drizzled just below his chest; again, mindful of his hair. He was appreciative that his husband was so careful. That he didn't just drizzle it carelessly. And then his husband, with the last remaining wax, reached out to gently touch his chin. No, tapping would be more accurate, wouldn't it?

He blinked up at the blonde then tilted his head back into the bed when a shiver was racing down his back. Hizashi drizzled the last, remaining wax of the candle down his throat. And oh, if that heat didn't feel magnificent. If it didn't send shivers racing down his back leaving him utterly breathless as he squirmed slightly when he felt small dollops of wax rolling down the sides of his throat. He was grateful he'd let Hizashi put his hair up before he'd bound himself up with the wax.

He couldn't help a shiver as the wax rolled down the sides of his neck lazily; sluggishly. Unbelievably warm on him as his breath huffed out of him when Hizashi hummed softly at him before capping the candle. Placing it back on the bedside table with a light thud of the thick glass on the wood. It had him jumping slightly but he rolled his head over the pillow slightly to look at the blonde.

And then fingers were trailing over his cheek with a soft hum leaving the blonde as fingers slid back to caress the side of his face gently. Reaching out to touch the hoops he'd changed his studs for with light, careful tugs on them as those eyes glowed down at him. As if, somehow, he'd managed to make the blonde proud of him. As if, by binding himself up and holding still while he cut his clothes away and poured waxed on him, that he'd made the blonde proud.

It warmed his chest; it had his heart fluttering with warmth shooting through his veins when fingers then traced the shell of his ear gently. Delicately. It had him humming at the blonde who shifted before leaning forward down towards him. It had him tipping his face up with an eager whimper slipping out of him when those blonde lashes fluttered at him. God, if Hizashi didn't look beautiful tonight. Rather than his usual leather pants and boots, the blonde was wearing a simple outfit of just silken shorts tonight.

It was amazingly casual of him but he didn't mind it. It didn't matter what they did or didn't wear during a scene but he respected Hizashi's wish to make the moment immersive. It was just far too late at night to be squeezing into leather pants in his opinion. He didn't want his husband getting into anything uncomfortable so late at night when they were supposed to be feeling good. His lips parted when he felt Hizashi's lips pressing into his cheek softly.

Crawling over it down his cheek to the corner of his mouth. It had his lips tingling with the hope that he would get what he wanted. That he would have those lips on his own. And yet his husband's lips were crawling down to kiss softly at his jaw; kisses that had his heart jumping in his chest at the soft, sweet way he was kissed. Soft kisses were placed along his jaw before crawling back up to his cheek where those lips and his nose nuzzled into his cheek.

An action that had him whimpering impatiently at his husband when he tugged at his restraints. Tight. Unyielding. He shuddered with his heart skipping when those lips were moving over to kiss the corner of his lips. A firm kiss that had his breaths hitching in his throat slightly when Hizashi then shifted over. He held himself still; wanting nothing more than to be good. And if that meant waiting on the cues from Hizashi then he would.

But God, the light press of that top lip to his own was a damn tease. As if his husband were daring him to move out of turn. Daring him to take what he wanted. His lips parted slightly as his top lip pressed to Hizashi's with an eager, breathless sound leaving him when Hizashi hummed softly at him. His nose brushing against his own before breaths fanned over his cheek. Even. Slow. His lips were absolutely buzzing with the desire to lean in and close the gap.

To press his lips to his husband's and kiss him silly the way he wants too. But he wasn't going to dare to move out of turn. To do something wrong somehow. He was going to be good for the blonde. He was going to be goddamn angelic for this man. He could feel the wax cooling ever so slightly on his body; hardening up slightly as his breaths trembled out of him. His heart thudding against his chest one, two, three times with a sickening intensity when Hizashi let out a shuddering breath.

It fanned over his tingling lips. And then those soft, warm lips were coming down on his own. Finally, finally, finally. He happily pressed his lips to his husband's with a sigh leaving him through his nose which got him an answering sigh from his husband. Lips pressed firmly to his own with a pressure to get him squirming slightly when those lips then slid against his own. A slow, easy slide that had him shuddering.

He pressed his lips to Hizashi's with that same pressure he used before moving his lips against those soft, warm ones. Another shuddering breath leaving him through his nose as his wrists rolled then tugged at his restraints. Wanting nothing more than to bury his hands into those silky blonde locks of his but he knew better than to do something like that out of turn. But fuck if he doesn't want too. If he doesn't want to touch his husband to get him squirming and twisting beneath his hands.

He knew he couldn't but God if it wasn't a thrilling thought; knowing that once their scene was over that he could touch Hizashi all he wants. How he wants. It had his fingers curling into his palms as lips slid against his slowly, firmly, which he returned in kind with a press of his own. Squirming slightly with his heart jumping into his chest wildly as his stomach fluttered at the passion poured into the kiss. It was a slow, smoldering passion that had heat flashing over his skin as he moved his lips with Hizashi's.

Sighing out through his nose as the wax cooled on his skin; hardening slightly with his husband kissing him firmly. He moved his lips in that same, slow manner to feed into the smoldering passion being poured into the kisses being traded. There was nothing he wanted more than to melt into putty; to let his husband mold and shape him to what he needed. What he wanted. He shuddered with his lips moving against Hizashi's with the quiet brush of their lips ringing out between them.

His hands squeezing into fists as his feet rolled then tried to jerk up to test his own restraints. It had the capture weapon bouncing lightly from his jerking pull as he moved his lips against the blonde's eagerly. Happily. There was nothing he loves more than the kisses that he got from his husband during their scenes. Lips were dragging slowly against his own allowing him to admire how soft those lips were. How warm they absolutely are.

It had him damn near swooning into the bed as he kissed his husband who kissed him with an answering smolder. An answering passion that he was more than eager to return to the blonde above him. It was exciting; his blood running hot through his veins to recall the light prick of the knife's tip against his skin. Had it been intentional? Or unintentional? He knew his husband often did little things to make the moment more immersive for him when they had a scene.

It had him squirming at the mere thought that his husband had been purposeful. That he had chosen to do that to get his blood running hot through him. He shivered with his lips moving against those warm ones delightedly as he felt Hizashi's lips beginning to melt against his own; feeling them shape and mold to his. Curving to fit with his own in that comfortable, perfect fit. It had him sighing out through his nose delightedly as he moved his lips against his husband's. Easy. Slow.

He shuddered with his stomach dropping out of him with an icy burst hitting him with an excitement that felt choking. Felt overwhelming. He squeezed his fingers to his palms as his toes curled slightly with light rolling tugs at the restraints. The wax was cooling on his skin; it was hardening up nicely as droplets began to sluggishly stop. The goal of tonight was to use that perfectly sharp knife to cut away his clothing and to use the blunter knife on his skin.

There was something exciting in knowing that once the wax was completely cool that he'd have that knife scraping his skin. A shiver ran down his back as he kissed his husband who leaned into him as a hand came to rest on his chest to rub comfortingly at him. Moving up and down with fingers just barely prodding the wax with a soft hum leaving the blonde as his lips slid against his own. Kissing him with all the passion in the world to get his heart thudding.

To get his stomach fluttering. He kissed his husband eagerly, passionately, with a slowness that had him itching to pick up the speed. To kiss him fast and hard but he refused too. Refused. He couldn't change the pace; not when Hizashi had already set it. Moving his lips against his husband's, he admired their slow drag against his own with breaths fanning gently over his cheek as Hizashi's glasses nudged at him lightly.

The blonde's hand rubbed over his chest gently; a back and forth rub that had him absolutely melting into the bed. Fingers scratching gently through his hair sending shivers down his back at that light drag of his husband's nails against his skin. Forcing his lips to move slowly, firmly against his husband's to match the pace that he had set. God, it was unbelievably nice to have Hizashi kissing him like this.

The passion simmered into the kiss without a drop of hesitation as his husband hummed softly into the kisses. Lips dragging against his own with a quiet whisper ringing out between them with a light smack breaking it up intermittently. His wrists rolled to test his capture weapon again to test them. As if somehow, something would or could have changed. Nothing did but God if the pull of the restrains of his wrist didn't get his heart pounding.

If it didn't get his stomach utterly fluttering in response as he moved his lips against his husband's. The hand on his chest slid in a comforting rub before fingers were stretching outwards to flick over his nipple which had his back arching from the bed slightly. Pushing his chest up when fingers flicked over his nipple again. And then that hand was fanning out over the left side of his chest to rub his thumb over his nipple.

A gentle back and forth that had him squirming with a whimper tearing out of him in response as that thumb rolled over his areola. Over his nipple. Tingles pooled into his stomach; wave after wave rushing to pool into his stomach with each gently roll of that thumb over his nipple. It had him shuddering with his back arching up from the bed eagerly. Delightedly. Pushing into his husband's hand when he felt it pushing on his chest to shove his back to the bed.

It had him squirming when that thumb rolled over his nipple gently; a light touch as the tip of his thumb slid over his nipple again and again. And then, as it began to perk up under his husband's ministrations, fingers were coming together to pinch at his nipple sharply. Tugging upwards with enough strength to get him squirming when his husband hummed at him in reproach; wanting him to be still, no doubt.

It had him rolling his wrists with fingers squeezing tightly to his palms as he kissed his husband with that slow passion. His skin flashed with heat once again before it was sinking down beneath his skin to run along his bones. Leaving him flushed as his cheeks throbbed lightly from the force of the blush burning there. There was nothing he wanted more than to melt away under his husband. He wants nothing more than to touch him how he pleased but he knew he couldn't.

Shouldn't if he wanted to be the perfect submissive tonight. He couldn't help a low groan in his throat when he pressed his lips harder to Hizashi's without thinking twice. And it had him squirming when his husband's lips pressed harder to his own to get them buzzing. Get them tingling wildly with each slide over those soft, warm lips against his own as they melted together. Fitting together perfectly like they were two puzzle pieces.

Not quite meant for each other in the beginning but over time they had warped to fit together. Their edges shaping and fitting perfectly over time. Sighing out again through his nose, he slid his lips against Hizashi's who hummed softly at him this time with a quiet sound leaving the blonde. It was indistinguishable but it had his heart jumping. Sprinting over its beats with fingers pinching sharply at his nipple.

Tugging up to tear a whine out of him in response when Hizashi then began to roll his nipple between his fingers. The tight pressure had him fighting the urge to arch his back up again with his stomach dropping with that icy hit once again leaving him gasping in and out. He uncurled his fingers from his palms to reach up and grab the fabric of his capture weapon. Twisting his fingers into it to hold onto it tightly with a taut pull on his wrists had them aching faintly.

Kissing his husband with that hard, slow manner had his skin flickering with heat again as the wax hardened on his skin. He didn't care. All that mattered was that he had his husband's lips on his. That he was being kissed with a passion that had him absolutely breathless. Had him tightening his hold on the capture weapon as he kissed his husband back which earned him another of those soft, low hums from the blonde above him.

The light smack coming to break up the quiet brushing of their moving lips as he tugged at his capture weapon with a whimper when fingers tugged sharply at his nipple. Rolling it in circles before letting it go with a rub of his thumb over it. And then his hand was sliding over his chest to his right nipple where fingers trailed over his nipple gently. A light, brushing stroke that had him breathing in sharply when the blonde's fingers trailed down over his nipple only for his hand to slide up.

His palm brushing over his nipple. Coaxing it to harden just like the left one with those fingers trailing over his nipple delightfully. Teasingly. He fought the urge to move; to crack the hardened wax on his skin. He wants nothing more than for his husband to scrape it off of him. For his husband to use the knife that he'd been eyeing since he laid out on the bed for him. Moving his lips against Hizashi's delightedly, he felt lips beginning to lighten off of his.

Slowly losing their hard press which had him whimpering at the blonde as he lifted his head up carefully to chase after those soft, warm lips. His husband gave him firm, hard pecks that acted like shots to his stomach; one, two, three, four kisses coming down on his lips again and again leaving him breathless. He clung to the capture weapon the way he would to those silky blonde locks of his that were tugged back into an identical ponytail.

He shifted slightly as his husband sat up with those green eyes burning down at him with an intensity that had him utterly breathless. A desire that had his skin flashing with a heat that ran along his bones. Clawing up beneath the surface of his skin leaving him utterly breathless. He watched Hizashi shift backwards, the bed moving beneath him, when the blonde reached to the bedside table to pick up the blunt knife of theirs.

It was only a butter knife, something to scrape the wax off, but God if the sight of it didn't have his breaths racing quietly. Hizashi then crawled back forward to press the knife to his right thigh with those eyes watching before looking down. And then Hizashi was gently running the knife up with the blunt edge scraping over his skin as it began to chip away the wax on his right thigh.

Scraping it away effortlessly leaving his skin feeling cool in the absence of that wax but what was most exciting was the scrape of that blunt knife against his thigh. It had his heart jumping in his throat with his hands tightening on the capture weapon. He couldn't lift his head up to watch the blonde scraping the wax away but it didn't matter. The feel of it was what mattered to him; the light scrape of the butter-knife against his thigh as the wax was chipped off of his thigh.

His breaths catching when his husband then began working on his left thigh once the right was cleared of the wax. And the scrape of that butter knife against his skin was utterly comforting; it was a strange comfort but one he found nonetheless. It had him fighting the urge to squirm as his husband worked at chipping away the wax on his skin. Scraping gently before making his way upwards along his thigh leaving his skin tingling in the way as his husband worked gently. Efficiently.

Once his left thigh was clear of wax, his husband was lifting the knife from his skin after giving a light scrape to get any residue off of his skin. And then the knife's tip was dragging over the skin above his hip; a teasing drag that had his breaths racing as his husband dragged the tip back and forth. Caressing him with that blunt end much to his delight before the blonde began to scrape the wax off of his hip.

Gentle, scraping rubs against the edge of his hip that had his heart racing against his chest wildly with each scrape of that blunt knife against his hip. Scraping the wax off of his hip gently but with just enough pressure to get his heart jumping in his throat where his breaths shook on their way down. God if he doesn't love the scrape of that knife against his hip. And then the wax was being flicked off of him gently and the blonde began working on his right hip.

Quick, efficient scraping motions against the edge of his hip as the wax was chipped off of his skin leaving it strangely cold in its wake. He squirmed with his head pressing into the pillow as he let his eyes flutter shut. Focusing on the way that the blunt knife scraped over his hip gently but insistently. Scraping his hip clean when the tip of the knife was dragged lazily up and down along his hip. His knife was moving to follow lines that had dripped down his side.

Scraping gently upwards where he then began to chip away at the wax covering his navel. The scrape of the knife against his skin was amazingly exciting; as if, despite its bluntness, that his husband would dig it in at any given moment. His teeth dragged over his lip before biting down on it as his husband hummed softly at him as the blonde scraped at his skin. The wax came off in thick clumps from what he felt as his husband's knife glided gently across his skin.

His heart hammering against his chest at the insistent, firm chipping of the wax against his stomach as his husband made his way across it. He could let Hizashi douse him in wax if it meant he got the scraping of the knife against his skin. It was only a butter knife but fuck if it wasn't thrilling. If it didn't have his blood thrumming through his veins when his thighs squeezed together when his dick dared to twitch. An action that had his husband groaning quietly at him.

What did he look like? He wished he could bend his neck to see but he couldn't; not without cracking the wax that had dried on his throat. His breaths came with a slight shake as his lips tingled viciously as his husband dragged that knife over his stomach. The tip dipping into his navel to work the wax there out of him gently; flicks of the knife that had muscles quivering involuntarily. Once his navel was clear, Hizashi wasted little time in clearing his stomach of the wax as he slid the knife over his skin.

Gliding. Scraping. Running down his left side to clear away the lines that had dripped down it. And then the knife was sliding up to scrape at that area below his chest insistently. God, it was amazing. All the more thrilling because of his husband who was scraping at his skin with just enough pressure to get his heart jumping in his chest in response. To get heat flashing, twisting, beneath his skin with nails that raked beneath the surface of it.

He was getting hot with each drag of the knife against his skin when his dick twitched in a volley between his thighs. His legs squirmed slightly which got him a tongue click from Hizashi. A silent reproach for him to be still. He held himself still again with a whimper in his throat as his husband chipped the wax off of his skin. It was unbelievably amazing as he squirmed with wrists rolling curiously against the capture weapon. His husband finished with that area below his chest.

And then, then, then the most exciting thing in the world happened. He felt the knife pressing to the hollow of his throat gently, scraping along the edges of his collar bone to scrape away the thinner wax there effortlessly. His head pressed back into the pillow eagerly as the blonde scraped at his collar bones gently but insistently until the wax was flaking off. And then the tip of that knife was tracing the hollow of his throat with the tip.

Just barely slipping beneath the edge of the wax. Flicking up teasingly which caused it to crack slightly. A whimper slipped out of him as he squirmed openly with his dick twitching again as his breaths trembled down his throat. A waver to them that was deafening as he clutched at his capture weapon with his feet kicking out slightly. And then, much to his delight, his husband was scraping the knife against his throat.

Fuck, his heart sprinted against his chest as he pressed his head into the pillow with trembling breaths taken as his husband's knife scraped his throat. Gentle with just enough of a press against his Adam's apple to get him squirming as the knife's blunt edge scraped his throat. Dragging over his throat with a pressure that he found himself utterly adoring. His skin was a tingling, buzzing mess; a current running beneath the surface of his skin that refused to dissipate.

That refused to cease. It thrummed under his skin leaving him utterly breathless as he tugged on his capture weapon restlessly. His husband chipped the wax away as it tumbled down the sides of his throat. He was holding himself perfectly still for the blonde who seemed more than happy to drag the knife against his throat. It had his toes curling as the last of the wax was scraped off but it didn't stop the blonde from moving his knife upwards.

Scraping along the underside of his jaw when he felt the blunt tip of the knife digging into the fluttering pulse point beneath his jaw. Digging in just enough to get him gasping in a breath as his dick twitched in a frenzied volley. His thighs squirming as if to squeeze and rub together but the spread of his capture weapon kept his thighs apart. Kept him spread open wide for the blonde to look over all he wanted.

The tip of the knife slid along the underside of his jaw in a firm rub before the knife was flicking up off of his chin teasingly. Oh, oh, his husband was damn good at this. He was almost too good. It had him squirming with his heart skipping over the sprinting beats leaving him feeling disoriented briefly. Then Hizashi was laying the knife down on the bedside table with a clatter. He raised his head from the pillow, surprised by the light sway to his head, when Hizashi was shifting slightly.

Rolling onto his ass as his fingers curled into the waistband of his shorts and working them downwards towards his thighs then to his knee. And he wasn't the least bit surprised to find his husband half-hard. The twitching thing had his mouth watering. Had him squirming with a whimper tearing out of him as his hips tried to cant upwards as his dick twitched in a volley. His thighs spreading apart wider when Hizashi flicked his shorts off of his feet with a flick of his left foot.

Then the blonde was rolling onto his knee towards the bedside table where he grabbed for the lube and condom on the surface. Turning back to him, the blonde grinned down at him with a wickedness that had his breath catching in his throat. Had him squirming with his hips trying to buck upwards again with his thighs spreading wide. Showing himself off the best way he could as his dick twitched again with a whimper in his throat.

The blonde then settled into place next to him again with fingers drifting down his warm chest to his stomach. Fingertips just barely touching his skin as they traced along his hip before reaching downwards. His hand wrapping around his twitching dick with a squeeze that had him groaning up at his husband. Merely leaned downwards again with his ponytail shifting. And then Hizashi's lips were coming down on his own again much to his delight as he tipped his face up.

Sighing out at the touch of those lips on his own as the hand holding his twitching dick squeezed again before stroking slowly. Even, sleek slides of his hand moving from head to base with a slight twisting motion of his hand that tugged at his skin just enough to get him squirming as his husband's hand slid upwards. His thumb sliding over the head of his dick in swirling circles before nudging at his piercing lightly; lifting it up then tapping it down causing it to slide gently.

Up, down, up, down. Tapping then lifting again and again before the tip of Hizashi's thumb was sliding over his slit. Grinding into him slightly before sliding his hand down from the head to stroke down to the base where fingers kneaded at him. God, it had him arching his hips up without an ounce of shame as he whimpered at his husband. Lips sliding against his own with a passion, a desire that had him eagerly returning it to his husband without thinking twice about it.

Spread out like this; helpless to his husband's whims until he called for the end of their scene. It had his breath hitching through his nose with fingers holding his twitching dick firmly as he kissed the blonde. The light smack of their moving lips was deafening in the quiet of their bedroom as his husband's hand squeezed at him gently with those slow strokes of his. Something that was going to drive him insane if he wasn't careful.

His hips arched upwards with his hands straining against his restraints; wanting nothing more than to touch this man. Wanting to reach out to twist his fingers into his hair. To trace his fingers along his cheekbones and to cup that beautiful face. He wants to touch his husband more than anything but there was no give to the restraints on his ankle and wrists. Instead, he threw himself into those kisses with his husband who kissed him with a passion similar to before.

It was a passion that had him absolutely melting into the bed as his husband stroked him slowly. It was a damn good thing that he'd let Hizashi prepare him before he'd tied him up; God, he swore he could still feel his fingers inside of him. It had him shivering as his hips thrusted up again with a whimper in his throat as he clung to the capture weapon with his fingers twisting into the fabric. Moving his lips against those soft, warm ones eagerly with breaths fanning over his cheek that hitched slightly.

He happily kissed his husband who kissed him back with a passion that had him swooning into the bed as that hand slid slowly. Strokes that had his heart sprinting against his chest with his stomach dropping sharply on him leaving him breathless. The hand stroking him took it's time to twist and curve; taking it's time sliding from head to the base of it again and again. Fingers squeezing to give him a pressure that had him moaning out delightedly with his toes curling tightly.

His hips did their best to arch upwards to thrust into his husband's hand. His dick twitched in a volley when Hizashi's hand curved upwards then rolled over the head of his twitching dick. His thumb rubbing into the slit slickly to smear a small droplet of pre-come welling there. It had his hips bucking as Hizashi's thumb swirled around his piercing. Nudging it back and forth just enough to get him squirming with a whimper in his throat.

Rolling his thumb around his piercing stud before sliding his hand down to the base to squeeze firmly at him. Fingers kneading at him before sliding back up in a lazy, twisting curve as lips slid against his own with a ferocity that had him arching up eagerly. His hands tugging at the restraints uselessly with his feet wriggling slightly as if he could tug and kick his way out. It was honestly exciting not being able to touch his husband.

To feel the scrape of that knife against his skin like a lingering, ghostly touch. It had him inhaling sharply as his fingers curled into tight fists with his legs squirming slightly; trying to break free but he knew he couldn't. He was bound tightly and Hizashi knew he'd never break free willingly but there was something fun in the struggle. In knowing that if he wanted too, he could break free of his bondage. That he could slacken the capture weapon at any moment.

But he didn't. Wouldn't. He squirmed slightly with his hips bucking up to thrust into his husband's hand as it curved upwards with his thumb rolling over the head of his twitching dick again. Tearing a moan out of him at the way that it circled around the head then rubbed into the slit sending a jolt up his back. It had him arching from the bed with his lips moving against Hizashi with that passion; with all the hunger he could muster.

He kissed Hizashi fervently, fiercely, with the blonde pressing his lips to his own harder than he had a second ago. Hard, fast kisses being given that were a contrast to the slow, firm kisses of before but he wasn't going to complain. He wasn't going to protest receiving these types of kisses from his husband. In fact, he was more than delighted to kiss his husband like this. It felt like the blonde wanted to eat him up with the hunger he poured into the kisses.

Lips sliding against his with an unmistakable hunger that had his stomach fluttering before dropping sharply as his dick twitched. His husband's thumb rolling lazily over the head of his dick when he curved his hand upwards. It had him bucking to thrust up against his swirling thumb with the blonde letting out a low groan into the kiss. What he'd give to touch him. To reach out and run his fingers along the pierced underside of his husband's dick.

To touch him the same way that he was being touched. It had him squirming when Hizashi's slow strokes began to speed up as lips crushed themselves to his own. The sharp smack of their moving lips filling the quiet of their bedroom as Hizashi's hand began to stroke quicker; an urgent speed that he'd recognize anywhere. It had him squirming slightly with his heart jumping to sprint against his chest as he tugged at his restraints with a whimper.

Kissing his husband with that passionate hunger that had heat swelling beneath his skin lazily. A pressure that was building under his skin. A pressure that settled itself into his stomach and his lower half in an ache that had him whimpering shrilly at his husband who groaned back at him as his hand moved quickly to stroke him fast. Fast, fast, fast. He jerked his hips up eagerly to do his best to meet a few of those strokes the best he could.

His husband's lips sliding against his with that hunger to get him hot with the way those lips slid against his own. Hungry kisses that made him a damn fool. Kisses he'd do anything to receive; the sharp smack of their moving lips rang out with breaths trembling onto hot cheeks as Hizashi's hand stroked him fast. Squeezing with just enough pressure to get him moaning up at his husband who let out another of those snapping groans at him. And he couldn't stop it.

The rushing of blood from his head that ran through his veins so fast it damn near ached. Couldn't stop the blood from pooling into his frantically twitching dick as his husband's fingers kneaded at him with just enough pressure to get him thrusting. Arching. Bucking. Moaning at his husband eagerly with his arms jerking at his restraints; his legs bending up slightly to pull before they were folding out straight. His husband groaned at him with fingers rolling over the head of his hardening dick with tight circles.

The pressure had him bucking up to thrust against those fingers. Whining shrilly at his husband who swirled his fingers around the head before flicking his fingers at his piercing with that hand sliding down. Blood gushed to his dick leaving him taking shaking breaths through his nose as he kissed his husband with that hunger. That passion. He eagerly slid his lips against the blonde's with that eagerness unfurling in his chest.

Leaving him a squirming, trembling mess that twisted on the bed eagerly. He fought against his restraints again. Fighting only to get no give. No chance of one. And God if that wasn't also exciting as his dick hardened faster than he thought he'd get but he didn't mind it. Not one bit. After all, the blonde didn't seem to mind in the slightest bit as fingers tightened on him. Stroking him quickly with fingers rolling over the head of his dick in rubs that had his hips bucking upwards.

A moan bursting out of his throat in response as he clutched at the fabric of his capture weapon with his lips moving against Hizashi's as that feverish heat swelled under his skin. Kissing him with all the passion, desire, and hungry lust he could pour into the kisses which had the blonde groaning at him in response. The sound sent shivers down his back leaving him wheezing out through his nose as his husband's lips moved against his fiercely. Hungrily.

As if the blonde wanted to devour him where he laid out. As if he would eat him up and leave not a bit of him behind. There's nothing he loves more than to be kissed like this from his husband. It had his breaths trembling through his nose with his arms jerking to pull on his capture weapon again with his hips squirming before thrusting up. Moaning at his husband who let out a moan in response as those lips slid against his own fervently. God, he loves kissing this man.

He loves, loves, loves it. He listened to the sharp smack of their moving lips. The trembling breaths being taken together that fanned onto hot cheeks. The quiet, barely indistinguishable noises leaving the both of them in the backs of their throats. Small sounds that had no name that he could think of. He happily twisted beneath his husband who leaned over him with lips sliding against his passionately.

He then got a squeeze to his erection as it filled out when his husband's hand moved away from him allowing it to rest on his stomach. And then Hizashi was breaking away from their passionate kisses with a smack as trembling breaths were taken together. He squirmed openly on the bed with a whine in his throat when he watched Hizashi reach for the lube he'd dropped to the bed. Squeezing a dollop onto his fingertips to rub over the piercings lining the underside of his erection.

The metal shining slickly in the low lighting of the bedroom like winks of light that had him riveted. Staring. Gawking. Watching as his husband rubbed an even layer over the piercings then picking up that shining gold condom wrapper. Watching him bite the corner of it before ripping it open and spitting out the strip of wrapper. He noted the light tremble to his husband's fingers as he grabbed the slippery ring inside of the condom wrapper which had him squirming eagerly.

His heart jumping in his chest as it sprinted wildly in fast beats that left him feeling dizzy as he rolled his wrists slightly with a tug on his capture weapon that merely dug into his wrists. He watched Hizashi roll the condom onto the head of his erection before rolling it down over those shining, gleaming piercings towards the base in a smooth motion. Gently working it down to the base where his husband fussed with it before looking up to him when he wriggled.

Whimpering pleadingly at his husband who smiled softly down at him; that adoration and lustful heat warring for their place in those dilated green eyes. And then his husband was sliding forward with his legs nudging beneath his. Hands lifting his lower half up far easier than he expected as his husband's lower half slipped beneath him and then hands were sliding up to help ease his back upwards. His clothing flicked out of the way effortlessly when Hizashi was then slipping beneath him.

His head to the right of him with breaths fanning over his shoulder with soft kisses being placed onto it. It had him squirming when he felt the slick nudge of that condomed erection against his ass which had him whimpering at his husband. And then hands were reaching down to help ease his cheeks apart as that slick erection slipped between them to rub at him. A slick, grinding rub that had him pressing down against his husband with a gasp at the slick touch.

It had his thighs tensing with his arms tugging instinctively at the bonds on his wrist only to find no give. It had him shuddering at the slick rubbing of his husband's erection against him. It had his hole twitching with another whimper tearing out of him when he got teeth nipping at his earlobe. A sharp bite that had him gasping in a breath that trembled down before rasping out of him far too fast as his husband rubbed against him.

A slick movement against him that had his hole twitching before he could stop it. He twitched with his hands rolling to find a give in the bonds on his wrists only to find none. His knee bending up slightly with his feet tugging at the holds only to find no give from them either and fuck if that wasn't exciting. Being spread open like this in so many ways; helpless against his husband who was laying out beneath him.

It was comforting in an odd way feeling his husband between him in the bed. The heat that radiated off of his skin comfortingly. The brush of his skin against his own and the tickle of those blonde curls covering his chest. His husband's hips were moving slightly to grind against him with slick slides against him as the hand holding him open squeezed. It had his toes curling at the excitement twisting into his chest leaving him breathless.

Leaving him absolutely eager as Hizashi's hips moved to grind against him when his hole gave another twitch. A whine tearing out of him in response as he squirmed eagerly above the blonde when he felt his husband shifting beneath him. Grinding against him with slick slides that had his hands fidgeting in their positions with his breaths trembling down his throat when his husband shifted. And then the head of his erection was nudging against him; nudging, nudging, nudging.

It was like a tease. An absolute tease that had him gasping in as the head of his erection rubbed against his hole that dared to twitch again. His inner walls spasming together in a clench around the nothingness inside of him tearing another whine out of him as he tugged at his restraints. Wanting to be free but loving how helpless he was. His skin still tingled with the scrape of the knife. He was still hot from the wax that had been poured onto him.

He squirmed with his teeth dragging over his lip before biting down fiercely on it as his husband nudged at him insistently. Firmly. The head rubbing against him in the most delightful way as the blonde squeezed at his ass cheek firmly. Fiercely. And he happily pressed down hesitantly against his husband who hummed in approval at him with his hand squeezing at him again. A hard squeeze that had his back arching slightly from his husband's chest with a squirm when the blonde pressed up against him.

Nudging, nudging, nudging. And then, much to his delight, there was a give when he pressed down against his husband firmly. A give that had his husband sliding into him slickly with a breath being taken only for it to fly out of him on a keening moan. His head pressed back into the pillow over Hizashi's shoulder. Loving the low, snapping moan it got him from Hizashi who squeezed at his ass firmly with fingers digging in delightfully.

A firm squeeze that had him shuddering with his toes curling tightly as the blonde sank into him. Then the hand on his ass was letting go to slide up and grab at his waist to coax him down faster much to his delight. Sinking onto his husband slickly with those piercings rubbing over the rim of his hole as he shuddered at the sensation. God, it was one that he couldn't get over. One that had him damn near drooling as he sank onto his husband without a second thought.

The light slap of his ass hitting his husband's pelvis, the tickle of his pubic hair, had him squirming as he clenched tightly around the twitching shaft inside of him. Squeezing around it with a shiver racing up his arched back with a moan slipping out of him delightedly with his hands tugging at his restraints. His feet trying their best to kick them off in squirms and twists but God if he couldn't get free.

Helpless above his husband when hands slid up to rest on his waist where fingers stretched down to scratch at his hips. Holding onto him fervently as he squirmed above the blonde who kissed softly at his shoulder with trembling breaths fanning over his shoulder. The blonde's hands kneaded at him with fingers curling to scratch at his hips gently with his skin tingling. Flaming with heat when he felt Hizashi's hips arching up to grind against him.

His thighs trembled with knee trying it's best to bend up. To press his foot to the bed but the restraints kept him from doing so. They were growing achy from the consistent pulling on them but he knew that when they came off it'd be a relief. His husband's shaft twitched inside of him to which he clenched tightly around it in response with the blonde moaning lowly in his ear. It sent shivers down his back when he gave another squeeze around the blonde who was grinding against him.

Hands kneading at his waist leaving him utterly breathless at the strength in those squeezes. His heart hammered against his chest with his hips twitching slightly before he held himself still with his head pressing back as lips trailed along the side of his throat. His shoulder. Kissing at him when hands slid from his waist to caress his hips as his erection twitched against his stomach. Drops of pre-come smearing onto his stomach.

His hands rolled against his restraints with hitching breaths being taken as he tugged with his husband humming into his neck as his hair rustled over the pillow. The back of his head aching from the ponytail but he didn't dare complain. Not yet. He squirmed with his hips twitching again when the hands on them squeezed at him; as if giving him a silent warning as Hizashi ground up against him. As if the blonde were ordering him to stay still.

It had his blood running hot through his veins as his teeth dragged over his lip with his brows squeezing together. God, it felt absolutely amazing; having his husband buried in him to the hilt. Filling him up in a way that he absolutely adored. He squeezed around his husband who ground up against him in tight circles with another of those low, throaty moans leaving the blonde beneath him. It had him shivering at the sound when teeth were nipping at the shell of his ear as his teeth dug into his lip.

Biting down fiercely sending a jolt down his chin with his hands trembling in their positions high up above his head. God if he didn't want to break free of his capture weapon and allow this man to roll him onto his stomach. To let this man pound him into the damn bed. He squirmed his hips again with that eagerness as his breaths trembled down his throat with his head turning to the side as teeth bit at his ear gently.

Hips grinding against him fervently in circles that had his toes curling with tugs on his capture weapon causing it to tremble and strain all the tighter. Soon enough he'd be untied but until then he was a twisting, squirming mess with the capture weapon stretched tightly around the bed like a web. Hizashi's hips ground against him fervently with hands holding his hips with squeezes that had his skin tingling.

Nails dragging along the edges of his hips to get him writhing to recall the scrape of the knife against his skin. Fuck, what he'd give to have Hizashi scraping the wax off of his body again. He tugged at his restraints with a whimper as his back arched slightly with his hips squirming slightly before he held himself still. Letting his husband squeeze at him with his erection twitching against his stomach when hands were shifting slightly to slide back up to his waist.

And then he was gasping as his lower half was pushed upwards then dropping down against his husband's pelvis. And it had him moaning when Hizashi lifted him up then let him drop back down again. And again. Again, again, again. Lifted up and down, up and down, the rub of his husband's erection against his inner walls had him squirming with his head pressing back into the pillow. Moaning at his husband delightedly as he was lifted and dropped shallowly on the black-haired man again and again.

He swore he could feel those piercings rubbing, rolling, over his inner walls when he clenched tightly around the blonde who moaned at him. Hands holding onto him tightly like he was something truly precious. It had him writhing, twisting, with another squeeze being given to the blonde when he was lifted up then dropped sharply to his husband's pelvis. Bouncing him shallowly. Fuck him, if there wasn't something hot about having his husband moving him like this.

About his husband controlling his movements while he remained bound like this. Moaning out with his head pressing back, he shivered when those soft lips of his pressed into the side of his neck. Into his shoulder. Kisses that had him utterly melting as his husband continued to lift and drop him quickly. Urgently. The rub of a piercing popping in and out of his hole, rubbing over the rim, had him shivering with his hands curling into tight fists with a whimper.

The slick squelch of the lube and condom rang out like shots of sound leaving him breathless as his hands tugged at the restraints. The light slap of their skin meeting again and again rhythmically ringing out with the blonde's hands squeezing at him. Holding him tightly. It had pleasure pooling into his stomach as he was bounced shallowly on the blonde beneath him who moaned lowly into his ear again.

Fuck, it didn't fail to send shivers racing down his back as he squirmed slightly with his hands tugging at the restraints with a keening moan spilling out of himself as he clenched around his husband. Admiring the rub of his erection against his inner walls with that piercing popping in and out against the rim of his hole. Lips trailed over his shoulder in kisses that had him utterly melting when he squirmed with his arms, his legs, curling to tug at his restraints with a moan.

Squirming with each shallow bounce that had him dropping sharply against his husband's pelvis again and again. Quick. Shallow. It was fucking amazing. It was like a fantasy truly come to life; to have that knife scraping over his skin. To have Hizashi cut away his clothing. To have the blonde wedged beneath him while his arms and feet were bound like this? It was like a damn wet dream come to life. It had heat flaming under his skin leaving him gasping with his hands rolling

His foot kicking out as if it could free him. But he didn't want to be freed yet. Not yet. And yet he wanted so badly to move with his husband; to touch his hair. His skin. But he knew even then his husband would have held his hands down to the bed. Refused to let him touch the blonde. It had him whimpering as his husband lifted him up and down quickly with shallow bounces that rang out with a slick squelch. With the light slap of their skin meeting again and again delightfully.

Whimpering at his husband, he tugged at his restraints which dug beautifully into his wrists. The cloth unrelenting but nowhere near painful. His wrists, his ankle, were a bit tender but he didn't mind it all that much. Sliding up and down, he fought the urge to move his hips in time with his husband's hands. Holding himself still while his husband lifted him up and dropped him downwards. It had him moaning delightedly with his hands twisting into tight fists.

he took a gasp when Hizashi's teeth scraped over the side of his neck teasingly with hands holding onto him tightly. The stretch of his husband's erection inside of him felt so damn good. Amazing. It had him moaning at the rub of those piercings against his inner walls as he was bounced up and down with his head pressing back into the pillow. Panting shallowly with his fingers squeezing to his palms as his husband scraped his teeth over the side of his neck again in a teasing motion.

Biting down softly with a gentle suction as his tongue swirled against his skin delightfully. God, this man was giving him everything he wanted and more. The light, shallow panting of his trembled down his throat only to rasp out of him as Hizashi lifted and dropped him with fingers squeezing at him. Holding onto him fervently as his erection twitched against his stomach with a light throb. He was slammed down harder to his husband's pelvis which tore a moan out of him.

A keening, deafening sound as he tugged instinctively at his holds when his husband raised him up then slammed him back down again. Moaning at his husband eagerly as he was lifted up further from that shallow depth then slammed down to his husband's pelvis again and again. It had his husband moaning into his neck with a low pitch to keep from overwhelming his ears due to their proximity and he appreciated it more than anything.

He squirmed openly with another moan tearing out of him when his husband slammed him down then jerked him upwards with an urgency that he'd recognize anywhere. Up and down. Hard. Quick. He was burning up; heat fanning under his skin with a fiery, sizzling intensity that left him feeling feverish. The blush in his cheeks throbbing lightly from the force of it as his mouth hung open with those moans and whines spilling out of him.

Groaning when nails bit into his tingling skin as he was dragged up and down like he was a doll. A toy for his husband to use to his hearts content. It had him groaning at the thought with his head pressing back as Hizashi's mouth lifted from his spot only to bite down softly on his shoulder. Gentle, light suction with his tongue swirling against his skin as teeth bit in with enough of that light pressure to get him squirming.

His toes curled as his hips were dragged up and down by his husband; helpless against the pleasure pooling into his stomach thickly like molten lava. Sparking up his back as his husband rubbed so damn good inside of him. Stretching him out better than his fingers had. Moaning out at the thought, he felt hips twitch beneath him when he felt his husband's legs sliding from beneath his to bend upwards.

And then, then, then he got the strength of Hizashi's hips snapping up against him as he was dragged downwards. A thrust that had him moaning eagerly, loudly, at his husband who began to move in time with his tugging hands. Snapping thrusts upwards with his hips being lifted higher then dropped down to his pelvis with a strike of those hips to nudge him lightly. It had him twisting eagerly with his hips squirming before grinding down against his husband's pelvis.

When he was lifted upwards with those piercings rubbing over the rim of his hole. A sensation he swore he felt through the condom that had him whimpering at his husband who groaned into his shoulder. God, he'd never been hotter. He was so hot, hot, hot that it was driving him up the wall. Leaving him feverish in the heat that twisted and raked beneath the surface of his skin with his pants trembling down his throat. His back arched with hips squirming in his husband's tight grasp.

He was heaved up and down with that slick squelch ringing out. He squeezed around his husband tightly which earned him another of those snapping groans into his shoulder as he writhed eagerly with his hands twisting and tugging at the fabric of his capture weapon. He shuddered with his heart hammering against his chest as he thrusted into the air instinctively before whimpering. His head felt like it was spinning under the heat that was ripping under his skin with each thrust given to him by his husband.

Snapping thrusts that had him writhing with his arms tugging restlessly as his husband thrusted up against him. And the pleasure pooling into his stomach was utterly amazing as his husband lifted his mouth up to kiss at his shoulder again as he crawled his way up. Lips pressing into the side of his neck with soft kisses that had his heart jumping in his chest as his hips squirmed again before his husband was dragging him down. Huffing, he eagerly squirmed as the blonde bounced him fast.

Giving sharp thrusts up against him with enough strength to get him writhing eagerly with hitching breaths taken. Up and down, up and down, up and down. Snapping thrusts that nudged his lower half gently up into the air leaving him gasping with his head pressing into the bed. Oh, he was so hot. He squirmed, twisted, and writhed against his husband who was snapping up against him with thrusts that had him moaning louder, louder, louder with delight.

He tugged at the restraints of his capture weapon. Wanting to move with his husband more than anything as his hips twitched and squirmed before snapping down to meet his husband's thrust which got him a growl when he tightened around the blonde. Squeezing around that twitching erection inside of him as hands began to lift him up higher, higher, higher. Piercings rubbing over the rim of his hole as they popped out then slid into him when he was slammed down to his husband's pelvis.

Crying out at the pleasure of it, he bucked with his erection twitching against his stomach; dripping shamelessly at the pleasure pooling into him. His husband was snapping his hips up faster with a quickness that left him breathless as his lower half was nudged lightly upwards. Bouncing on his husband with those hands that held him tightly to mover him the way that Hizashi wanted. It had him utterly breathless as he happily let his husband move him; bouncing him fast in time with his thrusts upwards.

Ohhh, the strength of Hizashi's hips hitting against him were absolutely everything. It had him breathless with his wrists aching when he tugged instinctively with his head rolling over the bed as he angled his face from Hizashi's ears. Not wanting to overwhelm his hearing aids and cause any painful feedback. It didn't stop his husband from moaning into the side of his neck with hands holding onto him tightly with the blonde snapping his hips up. Fuck, fuck!

There was an excitement in being bounced on his husband and feeling those hips striking him harder. Faster. There was nothing he wanted more than to cling to his husband. He wants nothing more than to roll over and ride this man until his hips ached. Hands clutched at his waist as he was dragged up and down with an increasing speed that had him whimpering with his head pressing into the pillow while his husband kissed at him.

Hands moving to knead at his waist, holding onto him tightly with hands dragging him up, up, up. Slamming him down to his pelvis. God, there was so much pleasure in being used like this. In feeling utterly helpless with his husband; like he was a doll that was being used to chase after his pleasure while receiving it as well. His husband bounced him wildly with his hips squirming slightly before he began to slam himself down.

Eagerly jerking his lower half down to slam against his husband's pelvis again and again eagerly with his head pressing into the pillow with his hands folded into tight fists. His fingers ached from the tight squeeze but God, he had nothing else to hold onto. He shuddered with his heart hammering against his chest; pumping that heat through his body leaving him flushed. So hot he didn't know what to do with himself. He was bounced wildly, fast and hard, which he absolutely adored.

He jerked himself down the second Hizashi's hands lifted him up. The two of them moaning in unison with a trembling waver; hands holding on tightly. God, there was so much delight in being bounced like this. Knowing his husband was completely controlling his movements whether he wanted too or not. He happily let himself be bounced wildly on his husband as he began to meet those snapping thrusts. He got not a word of reproach from his husband who clutched him impossibly tight.

Fingers digging deliciously into his waist. Nails biting into his skin ever so slightly as he was heaved upwards and he happily, giddily, jerked his hips down to slam against his husband's pelvis as he snapped up. Meeting that thrust with a moan spilling out of his husband into his neck with teeth nipping at his earlobe then. A sharp nip with a click of the hoops against his husband's teeth when hands 1bounced him faster, faster, faster.

Hips snapping up to match the rhythm his hands were setting for him as they moved together. Hizashi dragging him upwards while he was allowed to slam himself down to his pelvis to meet that snapping thrust. Moaning louder, louder, louder in unison with his husband who was trying to muffle himself to keep from overwhelming his ears which he himself had been trying to do. Both squirming, twisting, writhing together with the blonde's knee pinching slightly inwards.

His knee pressed to his own with the bed bouncing lightly beneath them. Their thighs pressing together trembled and tensed with their movements as they heaved in pants together with his hands tugging restlessly against the bonds. Bonds that kept him from touching his husband the way that he wants too. Fuck, he swore his skin was still buzzing from the scrape of the knife. The way that the tip of that sharper one had brushed against his skin lightly.

He panted shallowly with his brows squeezing together with his mouth falling open on a short cry when his husband slammed up harder against him. A strength that had him writhing eagerly as he tugged at the bonds of his when he writhed with a gasp as his husband began to slam upwards harder. Faster. There was so much to the moment that was making him hot, hot, hot. The aching tenderness of his wrists and ankle from his restless tugging.

The slick, vulgar squelch of the lube and condom rubbing together to punctuate each thrust. The slap of their skin meeting again and again. The rasping, shallow pants taken by the both of them that was painfully loud. The way the bed bounced lightly with the headboard rattling lightly from his pulling. The way Hizashi held onto his waist tightly as he was bounced fast. He was twisting, writhing, with his husband squirming beneath him with a moan in his throat.

God, there was something so hot about all of this. About his husband fucking him so fast, so hard, that it damn near knocked the thoughts from his head. The air from his lungs. Going so fast and hard that he felt helpless all over again as he was dragged up and down. Lips trailing along the side of his neck as his head pressed into the pillow. The blonde's hands were tight on his waist with hips snapping up and down eagerly by those hands.

There was nothing he absolutely delighted more in being able to slam himself down to his husband's pelvis. Gasping with his hands clinging to the capture weapon in tight holds when he felt Hizashi's teeth nipping at his earlobe again. Sucking it into his mouth which had him utterly writhing. The heat of his mouth felt absolutely amazing as his husband's hips slammed up against him eagerly with an increasing strength that he fucking adores.

God, it had him writhing and twisting with his feet twisting and tugging much like his hands as his back arched from his husband's chest. The head of his mouth on his earlobe was suckled on gently. A light suction that had him gasping in with his heart jumping against his chest. Throbbing quietly in his ears. Bouncing on his husband fast, fast, fast with hands holding his waist tightly as teeth nibbled at him. Sucking on him.

It had him squirming, twisting, with his thighs shaking as he began to move in compliance with those moving hands. He simply couldn't keep himself still as he began to slam his hips up and down eagerly with his husband moaning at him encouragingly. Hands dragging him up as his hips flew up before slamming down against his husband's pelvis. Eagerly bouncing himself on the blonde who was moaning into his ear with enthusiasm.

Fuck, if that didn't set his blood aflame. If that didn't have him absolutely writhing. If it didn't have him moaning louder, louder, louder at his husband enthusiastically himself with his throat pulling tight with the volume but he didn't mind it one damn bit. If anything, Hizashi was growing just as loud as himself. Keening moans snapping out of the blonde left and right as those hands held onto him tightly. Bouncing him fast, fast, fast as he snapped his hips up and down in compliance with those tugging hands.

There was nothing he wants more than to dive into the heat that raked beneath his skin. A heat that was stoked with each thrust of his husband's hips hitting against him as his erection slipped against his inner walls. The faint scratch of the condom through the lube that was positively everything he loved about it. The way those piercings were popping in and out to rub against the rim of his hole again and again with each snapping thrust given by his husband.

Thrusting into him harder without him needing to beg for it. Faster. And yet he found himself huffing with each slamming thrust given by his husband. Oh, there's nothing he loves more than those hard thrusts straight out the gate like this. About fucking his husband so eagerly the way that he wants too. His husband's mouth popped off of his earlobe with his tongue flicking at him before teeth were tugging at his earrings.

Doing so with just enough tug to get him whimpering at the pull on his earlobe. And then his husband was releasing his earrings with the tip of his tongue tracing the shell of his ear. Flicking at him. It sent shivers down his back at the light, tracing touch of Hizashi's tongue against his ear with racing pants fanning over it. A low moan in the blonde's throat when he tightened around him again with delight. Shuddering at the rub of his erection his inner walls that damn near had his eyes rolling back on him.

"Yo-You're such a good boy, you kn-know that? Such a pe-perfect, good boy for Da-Daddy, right? All mine? Ah! Ohhh, fuck, kitten! Mm! God, I-I prepped you an-and yet your still so fuckin' tight! Mmmmn! Fu-Fuck, you're just the pe-perfect little thing for me, ar-aren't you, sweet thing? Yo-You were just made for this, weren't you? Made to-to take my cock so well? Ma-Made just for me to fuck to my hea-hearts delight? Nnnn! God, yes, ki-kitten! Ah! God, yo-you feel so good wrapped 'round me! So fu-fucking goood!"

He couldn't help but whimper at that low, husky voice in his ear as he twisted eagerly. His hips snapping up and down eagerly to hit against his husband's pelvis faster. Harder. He wanted nothing more than for those hands to touch him elsewhere. To touch his feverish, tingling skin. "Mmmm! All-All yours! I'm all yo-yours, Daddy! Nghnnn! I lo-love havin' your cock in me! I lo-love having you touch me! So fu-fuckin' big I swear I ca-can feel you in my stomach! You fee-feel so good inside me! I wa-want you to fuck me all night!"

"I thi-think I can handle that! Mmm, you'd just lo-love that, wouldn't you, kitten? Yo-You'd fucking love ha-having my cock in you all night, wouldn't you? Such a little desperate thi-thing you are! God, I lo-love that! I fu-fffucking love how desperate you are fo-for my cock! Nnnnn! Yes! Fuck, yes, sque-squeeze my fuckin' cock! Just li-like that! Oh, sque-squeeze it tighter! Mmm! I-I could fuck you all ni-night! All damn night, ki-kitten! Mmmm! Yo-You're such a good, go-good boy for me! The be-best fuckin' boy!"

"Yes! Yes, yes, yes! Mmm! Fu-Fuck me, Daddy! Fuck me ha-harder! Faster! Like that! Ah! Ohhhhh, I wan-want you in me all night! I-I want you inside of me an-and fuckin' my brains out! Ah! Ah, ah, ah! I want it so bad! Want you so-so bad! I lo-love your hands, mo-mouth, and your cock! All of it is so goooood! I ca-can't stop myself from wantin' more, more, more! Nnnnghnn, fuck yes! Fuck me ha-hard and fast! Gi-Gimme it all night! Fuck me 'til my legs are sha-shaking! Fuck me un-until I limp! I want you to fuck me so goood!"

His husband groaned at him with hands squeezing and kneading at his waist fiercely in tugs that had him whimpering shrilly at his husband in response. Up and down, up and down, up and down. Slamming himself to Hizashi's pelvis again and again eagerly with his skin blistering with heat. It had him huffing with his husband's lips crawling over the side of his neck again with kisses that had tingles waving under his skin in response.

He squirmed eagerly with his thighs shaking as his feet tugged at their holds to try and press to the bed awkwardly as he jerked his hips up and down. Slamming himself to his husband's pelvis repeatedly with that spark of eagerness twisting into his chest. The excitement of the moment was driving him closer to that pleasure than he thought it would. His heart hammered against his chest with air rasping down his throat only to rake out of him far too fast for his liking.

Hizashi's hips struck at him harder, harder, harder with an increasing speed that he absolutely adored. Fucking him fast and hard just like he'd begged him to. He squirmed with his hips struggling to snap up and down to match the pace that his husband used but it didn't matter. Hizashi's hands were dragging him up and down in time with his pounding hips which he absolutely adored as his hands tugged.

His wrists were so tender but God what he'd do just to be able to touch the blonde beneath him. What he'd do to feel him beneath his hands. He whimpered shrilly at his husband with that impatience but the blonde merely groaned at him in response as hands dragged him up and down. Hips slamming against him hard with the sharp slap of their skin ringing out in the room like a shot of sound. It had his stomach fluttering with the pleasure pooling into it with a consistent rush that had him panting shallowly.

Turning his head to kiss at his husband's cheek when the blonde's head turned and then, much to his delight, lips were pressing fervently to his own. Hard kisses that had him melting with his hands tugging at the cloth wrap desperately with his lips sliding against Hizashi's awkwardly. However, that awkwardness didn't stop him from kissing the blonde with that hunger passion that was being poured into the kisses.

He was more than happy to kiss this man as hands continued to slam him down to his pelvis to meet those pounding thrusts of his husband's. He moaned into their kisses desperately with his fingers twisting the fabric of his capture weapon around them again and again. Just like what he'd do if he could touch those silky blonde locks. He was being pounded so damn hard it had him wheezing his breaths through his nose desperately with his husband slamming him down hard, hard, hard.

Fast. It was a rhythm that had him twisting, squirming, with his heart pounding against his chest. Had his blood running hot through his veins leaving him whimpering at his husband who groaned back at him. A snapping, guttural sound that had him squirming again with his toes curling tightly. His ankle tugging at the restraint restlessly as his thighs spread apart wide, wide, wide for the blonde as he pounded up against him.

Nudging his lower half up lightly with each hit upwards which had him moaning with delight at those hard hits being given by the blonde. His fingers itching to bury themselves in those blonde locks was horrible. An itching desire that was screaming louder, louder, louder with each hard thrust his husband gave as he pounded up into him. It was absolutely everything he could have ever wanted from tonight.

And if he remembered right, this was far from the only round they'd be having tonight. They had more plans for that knife play that had him absolutely ecstatic. Had him eagerly excited at the thought of everything else they had planned for tonight. There was nothing he wanted more than this man to be inside of him all night long. He jerked his hips up and down to meet his husband's pounding thrusts the best that he could. That fanning with each pounding beat of his heart.

A heat that was fanned beautifully with each pounding thrust his husband was giving him. Pounding thrusts that he was eager to meet with his own as he felt his husband's hips wobble briefly beneath him when he slammed himself downwards. It had pride sparking in his chest only for him to moan out when his husband pounded up to hit against him firmly. Nudging him up lightly with hands dragging him up and down delightfully with fingers digging into his waist.

He could feel Hizashi's hips wriggle slightly before slamming up to which he moaned out eagerly when heat flared up his back as he jolted. A heat that sizzled him to his core when Hizashi was pulling back then pounding into him again sending another wave of heat up his back as he fought the urge to cry out as lips slid against his hungrily. Fiercely. Kisses that he was more than eager to return as he moaned at his husband eagerly with his hips snapping up and down.

Wave after wave snapping up his back as his hands twisted and jerked desperately with that urge to touch the man beneath him. Just one touch. That's all he needed. His hips snapped up and down eagerly with his stomach fluttering and dropping down on him with the slick squelch of the lube and condom rang out. The slaps of their skin. He could feel sweat pricking, itching, at his skin as nails dragged over his waist tearing another moan out of him as his husband pounded up.

God, does he love it. If he didn't absolutely adore the way his husband was fucking him. The idea that this wouldn't be the only round tonight had him writhing with his hips jerking up and down eagerly to meet the pounding thrusts of his husband who held onto him tightly with a moan spilling out of the blonde when he squeezed. When he clamped down tightly around the twitching, throbbing erection inside of him tightly with a keening moan slipping out of himself at the rub of it against his inner walls.

The way that those piercings rubbed over the rim of his hole were utterly addicting. He happily clung to his capture weapon desperately with his hips snapping up and down to meet his husband's pounding thrusts the best that he could. He was more than happy to cling to his husband who moaned out into the kiss as he squeezed and clenched around the blonde. Holding onto the capture weapon like it was his only anchor.

He was moving fast, fast, fast with his hips dropping down hard against his husband's pelvis who moaned at him encouragingly. Enthusiastically. Hands squeezed at his waist with fingers digging into him with enough pressure to ache something good. It had him moaning with his lips pressing harder to Hizashi's; kissing him with all the passion in the world as his heart thudded quietly in his ears.

He held onto the capture weapon desperately with huffing pants taken through his nose as his husband pounded into him. Hard thrusts that had him melting with his own hips moving fast as they could as hands helped angling him up before slamming down with that heat rushing up his back again and again. Wave after wave rushing up his spine leaving him utterly breathless.

Leaving him eager as he twisted and squirmed eagerly with his lashes fluttering on his cheeks as his lips slid with Hizashi's fervently. Passionately. Hungrily. Tugging on his capture weapon, he felt those hands squeezing at him again with fingers stretching down to knead at his hips gently. Fuck, he was so hot. Hot, hot, hot with each pounding thrust given by his husband who rubbed so good against his inner walls.

He hadn't been lying; he swore he felt his husband in his lower stomach. The words 'rearrange his guts' came to mind and God if it didn't have him moaning as his hips moved with the rush of eagerness he felt. He happily moved his hips fast with waves of heat racing under his skin leaving him feverish. Leaving him hotter than when he had started as his stomach fluttered with his breaths shaking down his throat only to rasp out of him just as fast.

Desperately taking his breaths through his nose the best that he could to feed his hungry lungs as his hips moved. Fucking himself on the blonde who was happily holding onto him as his erection throbbed against his stomach. Dripping pre-come shamelessly in a runny puddle on his skin, he felt a hand sliding along his waist before moving upwards away from it. And then, much to his delight, that hand was curling around his dripping erection tightly.

A squeeze being given that had him moaning in a snapping, guttural pitch when he felt Hizashi's lips lifting away from his as they took trembling breaths. Gasps. Both moving faster, harder, to give that pleasure when he felt his stomach fluttering. His orgasm drawing together so fast that it had his head spinning. He didn't even have the pleasure of his collar on his throat but God if he wasn't floating in his head. If he wasn't soaring.

If anything, he was so damn hot he could feel sweat forming on his forehead with his ponytail pressing down painfully. And then Hizashi's tongue was lapping across his lips; asking for that entry which he happily gave as he opened his mouth with a shaking breath as Hizashi's lips came crashing down on his own. His tongue dipping into his mouth with tips touching then tongues sliding against his own much to his delight.

He snapped his hips up and down to meet his husband's thrusts the best that he could when he slid his tongue forward then flicked at that piercing delightfully. Swirling the tip of his tongue around that metal ball which he nudged at again which got him a groan from the blonde when he squeezed around him again. Nudging at the piercing eagerly the hand on his waist squeezing fiercely at him when the hand holding his erection began to stroke.

Fast, fast, fast. Twisting, curving strokes with fingers swiping over the head of his erection with grinding circles that had him melting. Had him whimpering shrilly at his husband pleadingly with his hips thrusting up against those grinding fingers. Slickly tapping against the head of his erection before sliding downwards to resume those fast strokes as that hand tightened around him. His heart was thudding quietly in his ears, rasping pants being taken through his nose to feed his itching, hungry lungs.

He giddily moved his hips with Hizashi's pounding away at him. Knocking the air clear out of his lungs leaving him heaving and wheezing through his nose as he listened to the slap of their skin. Something that grew louder with the thin sheen of sweat forming on their skin as his heart thudded against his chest. A hard beat against his chest that seemed to knock the air out of his lungs just like his husband's thrusts.

Gasping, twisting, turning restlessly with his knee trying to bend upwards only to flatten out again as his breaths rasped down his throat as he kissed his husband passionately. Fiercely. Kissing him with all the hunger that he had in his chest with his back arching slightly with hips thrusting up into his stroking hand. A shameless thrust that had the blonde groaning encouragingly at him once again to which he began to thrust into his husband's hand.

Moaning delightedly with his heart thudding against his chest with his stomach pooling with the pleasure of his husband's thrusts. Hot. Heavy. It was a pleasure that had his stomach fluttering again when he felt the heat pulling together into a hot little spark in his lower stomach. Something that had him whining at his husband who grunted when he tensed up around him again. Clenching tightly with the blonde pounding at him fervently with the strikes nudging him up into the air.

Thrusting into the hand that was stroking him so damn fast it had him breathless. There was nothing he wanted more than to thrust into his husband's hand. Jerking his hips down to hit against his pelvis again, again, again then thrusting up into his husband's stroking hand. Chasing after the pleasure eagerly without a second thought. He felt the hand remaining on his waist sliding comfortingly with a squeeze as he bounced himself on the blonde who moaned at him into the kiss with his tongue sliding against his.

Twisting, sliding, rubbing. Slick massages given to one another when Hizashi's tongue undulated upwards then slid across the top of his tongue with that bottom ball rubbing over it. It had him moaning back with his tongue arching up as they rubbed together firmly. Fingers flicking then toying with his Prince Albert relentlessly; his fingers, thumb, rolling and flicking at it before sliding back down.

It had him moaning at his husband as he chased after that pleasure that pooled into him like molten lava. Like hot honey. Slow but with enough pressure to get him moaning at the blonde beneath him who moaned back at him with utter delight. He squeezed around that twitching, throbbing shaft inside of him which got the blonde moaning at him louder. A keening, ringing edge that had him flinching with a whimper at the stab to his eardrums.

His husband tried to choke it down when that tongue was flicking at him in parting before lips lifted away from his. Huffing out when they came back down on his in slides that he returned without thinking twice about. Kissing his husband passionately, hungrily, with the blonde pounding into him viciously with the hand on his waist tightening on him leaving him melting into his chest. His hips snapping up and down eagerly when Hizashi's hips angled slightly again sending a fresh wave of heat up his back.

He cried out delightedly with his hands jerking at their holds. Jolting. Jerking. Twisting. It had him jerking again when another thrust sent another wave of heat up his back leaving him to cry out in a muffled manner against Hizashi's lips. Throwing his head back with a gasp but it didn't stop those lips from crawling down his cheek to his jaw. Kissing at him softly, delightfully, as that spark tightened in his stomach as he chased after it.

Clawing his way up that rather tall mountain with his hands jerking at the holds as each wave of heat sent him spiraling upwards. Each wave tightening that spark in his stomach as he snapped his hips up and down eagerly. Feeling that erection throbbing inside of him; the rolling rub of those piercings through the condom. Rubbing over the rim of his hole as they popped in and out of him again and again. Higher, higher, higher.

His heart was racing in his chest as his stomach began to flex slightly much like his thighs. His husband moaned at him in approval as his lips trailed down his throat with teeth nipping at his Adam's apple as hips slammed up against him fervently. Fiercely. He was more than happy to chase after that tightening spark in his stomach as his world shrank to a point of heat. Hot, hot, hot. He was so damn hot. He arched with his hips slamming down hard, hard, hard with those hits to his prostate.

It had him moaning out delightedly with his fingers twisting into his capture weapon again. Aching. Trembling. But he needed something to hold onto as he began to gasp in huffing puffs. His eyes rolled up on him as they fluttered before shutting with his mouth dropping open with cries leaving himself. That shrill 'ah, ah, ah!' leaving himself while Hizashi moaned into his neck again and again. Shouta, Shouta, Shouta! It had his heart pounding, his stomach fluttering, as he cried out again and again.

His hips stuttering briefly before slamming down with fiery waves racking up his back. Leaving him hot, hot, hot with his breaths hitching in then rasping out of him with hands tugging at his capture weapon. Crawling to the top of that mountain with trembling breaths being taken. And then, then, then, it took one damn hard thrust from his husband and he didn't have a hope or prayer. He was shouting as his thighs tensed up much like his stomach with tingles racing up them.

Rushing then exploding into his stomach as the hand stroking him moved faster with squeezes. He cried out with his hips jerking up to thrust into that hand and he was coming, coming, coming. Making a mess over himself; come splattering onto his skin so hard he swore he could hear it. He tensed against his husband who moaned into his neck with hips jumping to pound against him fervently. Fucking him through his orgasm which was by far the hottest thing in the world.

And then Hizashi was tensing up when he clenched hard around him; his hole throbbing around that pulsing erection inside of him as the blonde moaned deafeningly. Pressing his lips into his neck as he did so and God if the vibrations didn't feel amazing. White-hot heat choked over him leaving him shaking it its wake. Tearing into him viciously without a single drop of mercy as his erection pulsed with fingers squeezing him damn good.

Hot, hot, hot. So good, so good, so good. Too good, too good, too good. His hips thrusted weakly to aid those spurts leaving him as his husband's fingers massaged his erection softly. Tense beneath him with that erection pulsing inside of him with throbs that had him clenching around him tightly. Shaking, shaking, shaking. Drowning. He clung to his capture weapon desperately with his thighs shaking as his hips thrusted again to aid that final spurt leaving him.

Shuddering when he felt that white-hot heat rushing out of him. Draining out of him with raking nails that left him shaking as it ebbed out of him on throbs that had him wheezing out a breath. One that he hadn't been aware he'd held down into his lungs. He slumped into his stiff husband who was shaking beneath him. Twitching. Squirming. He wanted to pet those blonde locks. He wants to nuzzle up to him.

He felt drained after that but God if he didn't want to shower his husband in some affection that he rightly deserved. And then, after one, two, three, four heartbeats his husband was slacking beneath him with a shudder. Slumping into the bed. And then his husband was letting go of his rapidly wilting erection that twitched with the aftershocks as hands grabbed his waist gently to coax him upwards.

He whimpered in protest but the blonde slipped him up until his erection was slipping out of him with a vulgar squelch. And then Hizashi was crawling out from beneath him carefully as he was laid out on the bed again. He turned his head lazily over the pillow when he watched Hizashi tugging the filled condom off of him with shaking fingers. Lifting it up to tie it off with the slick thing squelching as it snapped at his fingers which had the blonde cursing.

Once it was tied off, Hizashi leaned over the side of the bed to toss it into the trash with a rustle before turning to him with the packs of wipes in hand as Hizashi then crawled down to his foot. Untying it to which he moaned at the relief of it as he bent his knee up with his foot pressing to the bed as Hizashi then crawled up to his head. And with those nimble fingers, Hizashi was untying his wrists which was a gush of relief as his arms dropped to the bed with another of those weaker moans leaving him.

He rolled onto his side when Hizashi cracked open the wipes. Then, he scooped the come off of his stomach and chest gently; carefully. Using another wipe to scrub his skin firmly with suds forming around his fingertips but the blonde merely hummed as he cleaned him up. His husband gathered the wipes up, crawling to the edge of the bed to toss them away when he pulled a few more out for himself. Wiping his softening erection off no doubt when his husband then turned back to him to scoop up the lube.

He blinked lazily up at him when he watched Hizashi pop the top of it open to pour a palmful into his palm. Watching his husband spread the lube over himself, it had him gasping in at the realization as his breaths raced in and out. And then Hizashi was putting the lube on the bedside table and sliding over the blankets to lay out facing him. Stroking his softening erection then reaching out to grab his thigh which he happily moved with.

Curling his leg up around his waist as Hizashi's hips angled forward with his hand holding his softening dick and he reached back to grab at his cheek. Spreading himself open eagerly as his husband pressed the head of his dick against him. And with barely any pressure at all, the blonde was sinking into him once more with a weak moan leaving him at the rub of those piercings against the rim of his hole. Against his inner wall. He was euphoric. He was out of his mind with delight.

He was curling his arms around his husband to hold him closer as he sank into him to the hilt. Hips pressing against him gently as he twisted into the blonde's arms as they wrapped around him. Hands sliding along his back lazily with his inner walls fluttering weakly around his husband who groaned quietly. And then lips were pressing to his face; soft, adoring kisses that had him melting into his arms.

Kisses to his cheeks, his jaw, his overlapping scars on his right cheekbone, the side of his nose and the tip of it. The bridge of it. The arch of his eyebrow, his forehead, and he giddily returned those kisses to his husband. Soft kisses to those freckled cheeks, to the darker smattering over the bridge of his nose, the tip of his nose and his cheekbones. His glasses fogged up slightly, he reached up to gently take his glasses off with the blonde humming at him softly when he kissed the arch of his brow.

His sweaty forehead. Kissing at his jaw. And then that nose was nuzzling itself to his adoringly which he found himself melting at. Nuzzling his nose to Hizashi's, he tightened his arms around his husband who squeezed him close to his chest. Hands sliding along his skin gently with fingers reaching up to tug his hair out of its ponytail much to his delight. He nuzzled at his husband who giggled and nuzzled him back with that gentle press of his nose into his own.

Adoring. Sweet. Racing pants were taken by the both of them when he reached up to also tug Hizashi's hair down as he combed his fingers through it. Cupping the back of his head gently, tenderly when that nose pulled away from his. Green eyes shimmering at him sweetly when the blonde then leaned in to press a soft kiss to his lips. And it was worth more than a million words his husband could say in that moment.

It was worth more than any 'good boy' praises from his husband could mean to him. Lips slid gently, tenderly with his own as hands wandered over his skin. Arms wrapped tightly around him to hold him close to his husband's chest as he squeezed his own arms around the blonde. His softened dick resting inside of him keeping him full with an intimacy that he adores. There's nothing he loves more than cock-warming.

He happily arched into his husband's arms with those soft, slow kisses being given that made his heart flutter. Made his stomach drop. He didn't need praises in that moment; he knew he'd hear all about it when their lips parted again. He knew he'd get all the praises he'd be looking for soon enough. For now, he just needed those hands wandering over his body gently. All he needed was those soft, warm lips sliding against his gentle. Tenderly. All he needs is Hizashi. And he was more than content with that.