To Love You

by CrypticBeans

Shouta was no stranger to long days. Was no stranger to days never going right. It's when he returns home dead on his feet that Hizashi decides to shower him in all the love and affection that he deserves. And he certainly isn't going to say no to it.

"I'm home!" Shouta's voice sounded weak to his own ears as he called out, the doorknob chilled in his hand. Stepping over the threshold, he snapped the door behind which he leaned against with a low, quiet sigh to himself when the thud of feet over the floor came rushing towards him. He had to adjust the strap of his bag to keep it from falling off of his shoulder when his husband came into view at the end of the hall. "You look rough, love."

"So do you! Oh, baby, you looked positively ragged!" A look of worry pinched at Hizashi's face as the blonde rushed forward with blonde locks fluttering over his shoulders lightly as hands reached out towards him. He leaned into the door, but he tilted his face up when Hizashi came to a stop before him with hands touching his cheeks softly. Cupping his face as thumbs rubbed over his cheekbone on the left side. Beneath his eyepatch. "Baby, are you really okay? You're not hurt, are you?"

"No, I'm not hurt, love. I'm just very tired, you know? I've been on my feet all day and I feel half ready to just fall to pieces." He sighed out as he reached up to touch the backs of his husband's hands where he gently gripped his wrists with his thumbs sliding up to caress Hizashi's thumbs gently. Squeezing at the blonde gently with another sigh slipping out of him when he then smiled softly at his husband. "It's been a very long day, and it feels like not one thing has gone right for me. Just one of those days, you know?"

"My poor baby!" Hizashi murmured with his knee bumping his own as the blonde gently pushed him against the door which he didn't mind in the slightest bit. The scent of Hizashi's sandalwood cologne, the warmth of his body against his own, the hands on his cheeks all felt nice. Good. He slid his hands from his husband's wrists to caress his forearms gently. "How about we get you dressed down, huh? Let me take care of you for the night?"

"Did you get Eri into bed alright? And you didn't order out for dinner just because I wasn't home, did you?" He replied softly with his fingers reaching up to touch those silky locks when the blonde leaned in with his nose bumping his only to nuzzle together. And he happily nuzzled the blonde back with his arms sliding around his husband's shoulders to tug him closer. Letting himself be pushed up against the doors as he let his eyes flutter shut as he pulled away from that gently nuzzling.

Tucking his head up beneath Hizashi's chin with the blonde kissing the top of his head gently. Hands sliding from his face with a parting caress of those thumbs before arms were curling around his waist. And God, if it didn't feel nice. If having Hizashi pushing against him gently to press him into the door didn't feel amazing after the long day he'd had. He clung to his husband when he nuzzled up beneath his jaw. "I cooked dinner! You have some leftovers and Eri went down without a fight tonight, thank God!"

Humming softly at his husband, he tightened his arms around his shoulders when the blonde kissed the top of his head again before that cheek nuzzled itself against him. So nice. Unbelievably nice after the long day he'd had; there was a comfort in his husband's arms that had him clutching the blonde closer. He wanted nothing more than to sink into his skin. To nuzzle himself in his arms. "That's good. I would eat first, but I think I'd rather take a shower, you know? Freshen up?"

"That's completely respectable! How about I join you, huh?" The murmur of his husband's voice, the warmth of his breath on his head, was unbelievably nice as he hummed in response when he slid his hand over those silky locks. It was unbelievably evident that his husband had already showered given how silky his hair was, but he wasn't going to fight the blonde on this. If anything, the idea was nice. "Then I'll warm up your leftovers and you can eat in bed, yeah?"

"That sounds positively lovely, Zashi, you know that? I'd appreciate it more than you know, love." The blonde chuckled before kissing his head again then pulling back with hands resting above his waist as he let Hizashi tug him away from the doors. He swayed on his feet before stepping forward after the blonde who smiled at him gently. And then he was letting himself be tugged forward while Hizashi walked backwards, and he followed after the blonde.

Walking together, the thud of his boots was loud over the tiled floor of their hallway. It was deafening in the quiet of the house; in fact, it was so quiet he swore he could hear Hitoshi talking on the phone upstairs. Walking down the hallway together with his husband's hands pulling on him gently. Following after the blonde who walked backwards, socked feet thudding over the floor, he found himself melting as he left the stress of the day behind.

As if he were finally stepping away from the hectic day that had kept him busy from start to finish. If it hadn't been one thing then it had been another; he was constantly flying from one place to the next. Making sure his class was in order. Making sure he was ready for the round of tests that needed to be handed out the next day. The emails that needed to go out to parents. The parent-teacher conferences that he needed to hold along with attending for Hitoshi and Eri.

It was an exhausting day that truly tested his patience; when one thing after another was being added to his very full plate, he found himself dizzy. Found himself struggling to find something to ground himself. And he had to admit, Hizashi had done his best to give him that grounding; the stolen moments of theirs that kept him pushing through. He'd felt regret when Hizashi had gone home after work while he was left hunched over his desk.

Trying to work out a study schedule and after school help with his students. And then, of course, there was his disastrous patrol where he'd taken a tumble off of a roof; it had been low but still the impact left his arm and hip aching. Then there was the fact he'd taken another fall when trying to capture a criminal who tugged on his scarf hard enough to damn near get him stumbling. He'd been off his game today.

He wasn't the vigilant man he was, but he was ready for the day to be over. He was ready for his day to come to its close.

Walking into the kitchen with his boots thudding over the tiled floor, he squeezed at his husband's shoulders when he smiled softly at the blonde. It got him a beautiful smile back as they walked through the kitchen quickly with shoulders skimming past the freezer. He had had too long of a day, and he was ready to see it end. However, there was something nice about coming home to his husband. He wanted to touch those silky locks again.

He wanted to twist them around his fingers while he talked about his day with the blonde who always listened no matter how mundane it was. He wanted to cuddle into him and let those arms wrap around him tightly while he sprawled out on his husband's chest. To be tucked between his legs while the blanket was tugged around them. Lips on his head. Hands in his. Cheeks nuzzled together. It all sounded so damn nice to him that it had him putting a pep to his step.

It had his husband moving backwards faster with hands tugging at him gently. Skimming past the freezer, he followed his husband down their hallway with his hands holding onto his shoulders when the blonde then began to turn. He relinquished his hold on the blonde's shoulders as they rushed down their small hallway together towards the soft light of their bedroom spilling into the hallway. A beacon that had him moving forward quickly with his boots thudding over the carpet.

Hizashi flew into the room while he trudged behind him, shutting the doors behind them then flicking the lock, and he let his laptop bag's strap slide off of his shoulder. Down his upper arm down his forearm to thud gently to the floor. He leaned against their doors as he stepped on the heel of his right boot. Tugging his prosthetic free of the boot that he kicked away allowing it to tumble over the floor.

A light thud ringing out when Hizashi smiled softly at him as he looked over his shoulder; blonde locks swaying against his back when the blonde reached down to grab the hem of his tank top and flipped it up. Bunching it effortlessly over his head with and then it was coming up and off with blonde locks swaying. Bouncing. Once off, his husband walked around their bed with brisk strides towards their en-suit bathroom where he disappeared into it.

Flicking the light on, while he stepped on the left heel of his boot to work his foot free as he kicked it away allowing it to tumble over the floor much like the right one. He then reached up to unwind his capture weapon from around his throat with a sigh as he pushed off of the doors with a rattle. He padded forward with his capture weapon bunching up in his hands as he tossed it onto the bed without much thought.

He then reached up to the small zipper nestled in the hollow of his throat that he pinched then tugged down over his chest. Working it down over his stomach quickly down to his crotch. The cool air tickled his skin sending a shiver down his back when he then shrugged his shoulders and began to tug his arms through the sleeves one arm at a time. The suit fell in a heap around his waist, slipping down slightly when he reached down to unbuckle his utility belt.

He tossed it onto the bed behind him. He then began to push his suit from around his waist and down to his thighs. It fell in a heap around his ankles as he stepped out of his suit then used his left foot to flick it over the floor. Reaching down, he worked his sock off of his left foot before straightening up with his hands going to his waist. He listened to the shower head bursting with water in the bathroom.

Water drumming on the shower walls. Did he take them off now? Or wait? He dragged his teeth over his lip before curling his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and began to push them down from his hips. Working them down his thighs where he then let them fall in a heap down his legs. He stepped out of his boxers them began to make his way around the bed.

He paused by the bed table with his fingers reaching up. Plucking apart the string of his eyepatch and taking it off where he set it in a small pile. Then he padded forward to the bathroom doorway where he poked his head around it to find Hizashi stripping down. He admired the freckled sight of his husband's ass as he bent down to get his pants and boxers down his legs.

When he stepped into the room with his metallic foot clanking over the floor. His husband straightened up after working his feet free to look over his shoulder. And that soft, warm smile curled over his husband's lips as he then reached up to tug his glasses off of his face and folding them up. Taking his hearing aids out one side at a time and resting them on the small shelf above the toilet where the air freshener sat.

He padded into the room with his hands reaching out to the blonde who walked towards him. He curled his arms around Hizashi's waist and his head finding its place on his shoulder as he was tugged close. Arms around his shoulders as a hand smoothed over his hair softly. And it was so, so nice. Soaking up the warmth of him radiating off of him as he nuzzled his face into his husband's shoulder while the water pounded on the shower walls.

Just a moment.

Just one moment then he'd get in the shower. He wished he could cuddle into the man the way he always did when they were lying in bed skin-to-skin. He let out a sigh when the blonde's hand smoothed over his hair again in a caress that had him melting into the blonde with his face pushing into his shoulder. Held tenderly; like he was something precious. Irreplaceable. It was nice. He then kissed at his husband's shoulder softly, trailing his lips up the side of his neck.

The quiet brush of his lips against skin just barely registering with fingers combing through his curls. And then Hizashi was gently tapping his upper back, and he slid his arms from around his waist when the blonde kissed at his forehead when he lifted his head up. Then the blonde was taking his hand and turning to face the shower. Tugging him with the blonde as they shuffled forward with the blonde's hand pushing past the curtain to the water of the showerhead.

It must've been warmed judging by the hum that left the blonde who then tugged on his hand. And he stepped around the blonde to tug the shower curtain out of the way as he swung his left leg over the lip of the tub. Hands skimmed down his right thigh to the prosthetic that was tugged at. He leaned onto his left leg with a hand bracing itself on the slick wall. Letting Hizashi tug his prosthetic off, turning to lean it against the sink counter then turning back to him.

Tugging the sleeve off of his thigh leaving it bare as he then leaned into the shower. Dunking himself under the hot water that sent shivers down his back as his husband placed the sleeve on the closed toilet seat. Reaching under the counter carefully to grab two towels for the both of them. He tilted his face up towards the water that ran along his scalp. He pressed his hands to the shower wall when his husband padded forward with hands tugging at the shower curtain.

To open it wider as the blonde stepped in behind him. Tugging the curtain shut, his husband's hands found their place on his waist with lips pressing to his shoulder softly. Kisses that had him melting as his hands pressed into the shower wall as his husband kissed him softly with his hair soaking through. Sticking to his skin. His husband kissed along the side of his neck softly with hands kneading gently at his waist as the hot water ran over his skin.

The warmth soaking into his skin while massaging his scalp beautifully as water ran over it. Shuddering as the hot water ran over him with hands kneading at him gently. He turned carefully as he faced the blonde who curled his arms around his waist. Kissing his neck softly with water rushing down his back was unbelievably nice. Soaked through in mere seconds. And Hizashi's lips crawled up to his jaw softly to kiss at him.

Soft kisses that had him shivering when he his husband's hands slid up his back slickly to knead softly at him. Rubbing his back gently as he let his head fall forward to rest on his husband's shoulder again as water pounded down. Shutting his eyes as he nuzzled his wet cheek to Hizashi's damp shoulder. Curling into his husband who hugged him close with hands rubbing up and down his back slickly.

It felt good; the rub of his husband's hands and the hot water. It was a perfect duo that had his lashes fluttering on his cheeks. What a long day he'd had but there was a pleasure, a happiness, in standing under the showerhead with his husband massaging his back. Holding him like this. Letting himself be the smallest bit vulnerable after having his guard up all day was a relief. He didn't need to be a strong, silent, stoic man that he was in public.

He didn't have to be the Pro-Hero Eraserhead. He could just be Shouta Aizawa. Just be Hizashi's husband. He sighed out with his cheek rubbing against his husband's damp shoulder with arms tightening around him gently. Fingers rolling into him with a firm press that had him shuddering at the ache in his muscles, but it felt so good. So, so good. The scent that clung to his husband's skin was going to be washed away but he didn't mind it whatsoever.

He could catch the faint sandalwood of his cologne still. Faint but familiar. Hugging his husband tightly, his lashes felt so heavy on his cheeks where they fluttered slightly when he felt a hand sliding over his wet hair. Tugging through it gently before sliding down his back once more to rub at him. Firm slides of fingers pressing down to relax the tense muscles of his back. There was something unbelievably nice about it and God if it didn't feel good.

Hands slid down his back slowly to his lower back where fingers rolled into him. Massaging. Rubbing. It felt good. His heart was skipping against his chest when they began to sway gently beneath the water. He was content. Happy. He may have had a hellish day today, but it was all balanced out here with his husband. Nuzzling his husband's shoulder, he then lifted his head up which felt far too dizzy.

Perhaps he was a bit more tired than he realized. It didn't matter but he turned around again when his husband's hands slid off of his back to reach for his shampoo on the shower ledge. The cap was popped open, and he tilted his head back instinctively with water gushing down his throat to his chest when hands touched his hair. And then his husband was scrubbing the shampoo into his hair.

Nails scratching at his scalp comfortingly while the bottle was returned to the shelf. And then two hands were diving into his hair to scrub at him with nails scratching his scalp with just enough pressure to get him humming. Weaving on his foot slightly as his husband scrubbed his hair. There was nothing he wanted more than to melt away. The vanilla scent of his shampoo was filling the warm air effortlessly.

He felt suds run down the back of his neck when hands slid over the front of his hair to scrape it back. Scrubbing, scrubbing, scrubbing. And then he was leaning his head forward to rinse his hair out with Hizashi's hands leaving his hair. Rubbing his hands over it, scrubbing the soak out that ran down his face and his back. His shoulders. Tilting his head back to make sure the water ran along his scalp again.

And he took his time rinsing his hair out when he heard another popping crack. The conditioner. He ran his fingers through his hair, over it, to make sure it was rinsed out completely. It was only when he was satisfied all the soap was out of his hair that his husband's hand reached up to rub the cool conditioner over his hair. Placing the bottle on the ledge, his husband's hands buried themselves into his hair again.

Scrubbing the conditioner into his hair. Bunching his hair up as if he were trying to make curls out of his already curly hair when the blonde scratched his scalp gently. God, it felt so good. Like he was being pampered. It was so easy to let Hizashi have his way when it came to pampering like this. When he offered himself up to his husband who took care of everything. His head wobbled lightly from the scrubbing as the blonde scratched at his head comfortingly.

The scent of vanilla filing the warm, steamy air like a bubble. A little bubble that the two of them existed in. Where he swayed on his foot with his lashes resting on his cheeks. His husband scrubbed gently at his head and his hair with hands squeezing and scrubbing at his hair as suds ran down the back of his neck to his upper back. It was calming. It was the most calming thing of today that had him sighing softly.

His head tilting back to press into his husband's hands as they scrubbed. And then he reached out to prepare to turn himself carefully without slipping as he lifted his head up with Hizashi's hands leaving his hair. And he turned to put his back to the water again as he tilted his head back and lifted his hands up to run through his hair. Rinsing the soap out of it. He was aware of his husband shifting in front of him as he scrubbed his hair.

Fingers sliding through his hair effortlessly. It wasn't silky like Hizashi's, but it was definitely softer than it had been before. Running his fingers through his hair, scrubbing his hair gently to rid it of the soap, he heard another crack as he ran his hands over his hair. Squeezing, squishing, and wringing his hair out until he was sure it was washed out. He lifted his head up to find his husband holding his body wash and the sponge.

He tilted towards the left allowing his husband to soak the sponge then squeeze his soap onto it as the blonde then scrubbed it. Sudding up in his hands when the blonde reached out to touch his waist; pulling him closer when he realized what he wanted. He hopped carefully over the slick floor with Hizashi's hands on his waist when he put his back to the wall. Cringing at the coldness but the blonde stepped before him with the sponge in hand.

And his husband began to wash his neck then slid the sponge along his shoulders. Down his arms. Bringing it up to his chest to scrub gently at it with black curls soaking against his chest as the blonde's hair was soaked through. Fingers rubbing his skin through the mesh of the sponge in kneading presses that had him shivering. He let the blonde scrub his chest with a soft hum leaving the blonde in that playful, gentle lilt of his.

The sponge swirled over his skin where it slipped down to his stomach. The sponge scrubbed gently at him as it slid over his navel then to his waist where Hizashi scrubbed at his left side. Sliding the sponge across his stomach to his right side which he scrubbed gently then the sponge was dipping to his pelvis and hips to scrub at him. Dipping down with hands nudging his thighs apart gently to scrub his inner thighs and his outer thighs.

It had them tensing as his husband scrubbed down his legs as he let his eyes flutter shut again. His head pressing back against the shower wall. The blonde gently took his cock to wash it with hands gently twisting and turning it when he came back up. Scrubbing between his thighs gently while being thorough. Letting his husband work him clean before straightening up and he turned instinctively with hands holding his waist to keep him from slipping.

And without missing a beat, his husband began to scrub his back; much like the front, the blonde's fingers pressed into his skin to rub at him with the sponge. Scrubbing at his back with fingers kneading at him was pleasant. Nice. Then the blonde's hands dipped to scrub over his lower back and down to scrub at his ass. Rubbing between his cheeks much to his embarrassment when his cock dared to twitch when the blonde then slid the sponge down the backs of his thighs.

Suds slipped down his skin in ticklish lines that had him squirming when the blonde then pulled away from him. There was a sloshing of water over feet when his husband grabbed at the shower head when he peeked over his shoulder. Watching him rinse the sponge off then hang it up where it dripped when the blonde turned to him with the showerhead in hand. And gently, the blonde began waving the showerhead with water gushing over his skin to wash away the suds.

Over his shoulders, down his back, between his cheeks and over his ass. The backs of his thighs and in between them. Then the water pointed at his head as fingers ran through his hair that was rewetted from the showerhead as he sighed out softly. It felt nice. Being taken care of in such a way; to have his husband clean him like this after such a long day. He then turned with his body pressed to the slick wall that was washed free of suds.

And then the spray was washing over his throat and his shoulders. His chest. Down to his stomach and his waist, his sides, then to his crotch. Angling up between his thighs until they trembled as the hot water was washing down his inner thighs and against his taint. His balls and cock. It was a good heat, but it had him inhaling slowly before letting it out when his husband ran the showerhead down his legs.

Rinsing away the rest of the soap from his body that swirled along the shower floor towards the drain. It was nice. Letting his husband take care of him like this. There was nothing he adored more than being able to be close to his husband like this. Letting Hizashi take care of him and show him the physical affection of his. He swayed forward on his foot with his hands stretching out to the blonde who put the showerhead back.

And then the blonde reached out to him with hands pulling him close as he joined him beneath the water where he curled his arms around his husband's waist. His head finding his shoulder again. Holding onto his husband who held him tightly. Tenderly. There was something unbelievably nice about being able to simply exist with his husband. To let him shower him clean after the long day he'd had.

His lashes tickled his cheeks as water ran over the top of his head and across his forehead with the blonde's arms holding him tightly. All he needs is just a moment with his husband who was kissing at his forehead softly despite the water that gushed over it. Swaying together under the showerhead gently with the blonde's hands sliding along his back. He was more relaxed than he ever remembered being.

The musky vanilla scents of his shampoo and body wash were like a delightful steam around them. It filled the room with a heady weight that left him feeling comfortable. There was nothing better than this. He loves being with him skin-to-skin like this. He slid his hands over the soaked, silky blonde locks of his husband's as he nuzzled his cheek to his shoulder. Loving the way those arms tightened around him gently in response as hands slid up and down his back slickly.

Rubbing gently with the blonde humming to him. He didn't recognize the song, but he found himself adoring the softness of it when Hizashi's cheek pressed to the top of his head. Swaying together gently back and forth with hands sliding along his back. Rubbing at him when he pressed his face into the side of Hizashi's neck with arms squeezing him gently. He wanted to stay right here for the rest of his night.

He wants to stay close to his husband who was holding him so tenderly that it had him melting into his chest. He felt loved. Adored. Cared for. And it had him absolutely melting. Gentle. Sweet. He then began to kiss at the side of his husband's neck. Soft kisses like what the blonde had placed on him when they entered the shower. Kissing softly at the side of his husband's neck adoringly, he loved the pleased hum it got him from his husband.

His hands slid along wet skin which sent a thrill through him as he squeezed the blonde closer to him. Crawling his lips up his husband's neck to his jaw, he kissed his way across it with the blonde's hands sliding up his back. Coaxing it to arch as he let out a trembling breath. His lips pressing along his husband's jaw before moving up to kiss at his cheek; at the freckles that he so adored. Freckles that were utterly adorable and begged for kisses whenever he saw them.

Kissing his cheek, he then kissed the bridge of his husband's nose and the tip of it adoringly. His lips tingled. Buzzed. That desire for a simple press of Hizashi's lips against his own reared its ugly head as his lips parted with a trembling breath leaving him. And then he was kissing his way down Hizashi's cheek to the corner of his mouth with the blonde's lips parting slightly with a breath rushing over his cheek. He pulled back then to meet the blonde's gaze.

Pupils expanding with a look of desire on the blonde as his green irises were rendered to rings of color. Lips parting with that look of desire pinching at his husband's face when he tightened his arms around his husband who squeezed him close. Desire. Longing. He leaned in then to press his lips to those parted ones delightedly with the blonde raising a hand up to cup the back of his head.

Lips sliding against his own slowly, firmly, with all the tenderness in the world to get his heart sprinting against his chest. He slid his hands along Hizashi's back when he tugged at the ends of his soaked hair as lips slid against his. Slow. Easy. Kisses that had his stomach fluttering with butterflies as he admired the softness to his husband's lips. The way they were so warm against his own.

Sure, they might be a bit thin but God if they weren't perfect lips for kissing. He sighed out through his nose as he kissed the blonde tenderly with fingers twisting into his hair. There was no brush of their moving lips due to the dampness between them. Instead, he listened to the light smack rang out between them. Damp lips moving together slowly with caresses that had him swaying on his foot to press himself up against his husband.

Loving the slick slide of the blonde's skin against his own as he tugged at the ends of Hizashi's hair again before curling wet strands around his fingers. A sigh fanned onto his cheek then as the blonde kissed him. He happily poured that tenderness, that loving adoration into the kiss, which was returned to him. Doing so without a second thought as the blonde held him close. Held him tight. And fuck him, there was nothing better than when his husband held him like this.

When the hand on the back of his head pressed lightly against him with nails scratching comfortingly. He could stay here all night long. The shower provided enough heat to keep him warm. Keep him flushed. Moving his lips against his husband's, he twirled wet locks around his fingers. Tugging. Swaying together gently from side to side, his husband's hands slid along his back wetly. He arched forward to press their chests together gently.

The rub of his husband's hardened nipples, of the studs running through them, had his stomach squeezing in on itself with the rush of excitement he felt. To be kissed so sweetly, lovingly, and tenderly which he did his best to return to his husband without a drop of hesitation. The light smack of their damp lips sliding together as they melted together. Shaping to curve and fit comfortably with one another's as they slid together.

He tugged at the locks he had wrapped around his fingers when arms tightened around his waist. Holding him close to the blonde and God if there wasn't a place he wanted to be more. Squished up against his husband was the absolute best. There was nothing he wanted more than to be close. He curved in his arms with his fingers twirling the wet locks around his fingers while his left hand slid along his husband's lower back.

Holding himself close to the blonde with lips sliding against his own when he was made aware of the chain around his neck when it rattled lightly. His wedding band. He'd forgotten to switch it over to his hand, but he'd do that later tonight when he had the chance to do so. He pressed himself against Hizashi, mesmerized by the wet slide of their skin. Swaying together caused them to rub together lightly with hands petting, stroking, touching.

He twirled locks around his fingers lazily with those slow kisses making his stomach flutter wildly in response as he clung to the blonde. The heat of the water was almost too much but he didn't mind it in the slightest bit. He curved his right thigh up to wrap around his husband's waist. And he'll admit, with his lower leg missing, it was strangely easy to wrap his thigh around his husband's waist like this.

Squeezing himself impossibly close with lips dragging against his damply much to his delight with that light smack ringing out when his cock dared to twitch. Inhaling sharply, he waited for his husband to pull away and question him, but the blonde didn't. Instead, those lips pressed firmer to his own with the slow speed of theirs being inched up slightly to something casual. Something easy to follow along with as he kissed the blonde with a spark of eagerness twisting into his chest.

Excitement when he felt his husband's cock twitching against him. A hand sliding along his thigh wetly while fingers twisted into his hair with a tug on them to get his heart jumping. Cupping the back of his head which pressed lightly against him; encouraging for that harder press which he happily gave. Kissing his husband quickly with that hard press, the smack of their moving lips deafening in the small space of the shower as he clung onto the blonde.

Holding onto him. The hand on his thigh slid up and down slickly with squeezes being given that had him tightening his thigh around his husband's waist. The fingers in his hair tugging again with a pull on his scalp that had his back arching slightly with his cock twitching again. He knew the involuntary response didn't go unmissed by his husband who slid his hand along his thigh to reach back. Cupping his right cheek with fingers then curling to squeeze his ass hard.

A good squeeze that had him whining quietly to himself as he moved his lips against his husband's with that hand palming shamelessly at his ass. It was exciting. Thrilling. He'd thought when he came home that there would be nothing, he wanted more than to fall into bed, but this was proving to be a lie. He had just enough strength to do this with his husband. And in the shower?

Oh, that made it doubly exciting as he kissed the blonde with a desire that was beginning to bubble into the kiss. Like an undercurrent that had him utterly breathless as he held onto his husband with fingers tugging at blonde locks. Wet, wet, wet. Everything was so wet thanks to the showerhead which he absolutely adored as he twisted into his husband's arms. That bubbling desire was answered to him in kind with hands holding him impossibly close.

As if he could somehow be one with his husband. To climb under his skin. He kissed the blonde with that desire when the hand on his thigh slid slickly along it with fingers kneading at him. Lips slid against his with a hard press that had his lips tingling wildly when he returned that hard press to his husband. Listening to the smack of their moving lips filling the space between them that the pounding water didn't.

His hair was drying, he was sure of it, and he happily clung to the blonde who squeezed at him with fingers tugging at his hair. Pulling. It sent a spark racing down his back that had his cock twitching again when he felt Hizashi's twitch against him. Their skin rubbing together wetly was the highlight of everything; God, it was even better than when they were dry. He loved the slick slide of Hizashi's skin against his own.

His hair that was soaking wet as he wrapped it around his fingers delightedly. Loving the fingers twisted up in his hair as lips slid against his with that desire to get his skin flickering with heat. Flashes that had him inhaling shakily with his hand sliding over his husband's lower back when he then reached down. And much like the hand on his ass, he grabbed at his husband's; a nice, hard squeeze he gave that had his husband moaning at him.

Hips bucking forward against him. He squeezed the blonde's cheek in that same palming manner that had been done to him. Tugging at the wet strands that he had wrapped around his fingers sharply had the blonde moaning at him in response. Loving the way his back arched when his cock twitched in a volley when the hand on his ass squeezed again. Lips sliding against his with that desire to get his heart racing.

A desire that he answered in kind too when his husband shifted against him. Squirming. He palmed at his husband's ass cheek shamelessly; hard squeezes that had the blonde whining at him as lips slid against his faster. Harder. Kisses that screamed with a hunger that was bubbling into the kiss to go hand-in-hand with the passion that was being poured into it. The smack of their moving lips was deafening over the pounding water hitting the shower walls.

Squeezing his thigh around his husband's waist when the hand on his ass squeezed before sliding to his thigh. Caressing it with lips sliding against his with that hunger to get his skin flashing with heat; sizzling under his skin. It had him utterly breathless as he arched into his husband with his cock twitching in a volley again. There was no grinding but rather an excitement to the way his husband kissed him.

The way that his husband touched him. The blonde kissed him so passionately, so hungrily, that it had his skin flickering with that heat. It had him squirming on his foot with his chest fluttering quickly with his shallow breaths. Kissing his husband with that answering hunger, passion, desire and lust that was given to him freely without thinking twice. He listened to the smack of their moving lips as he clung to the blonde.

The fingers in his hair curled to scratch at his head with lips sliding against his fiercely. Hard. Quick. He clung to the blonde with his lashes tickling his cheeks as his cheeks burned with a blush. Tugging at the wet locks wrapped around his fingers in response as he kissed his husband with that answering desire and hunger. There was nothing he wanted more than to twist up with his husband in the bed.

But this was just as good. Just as hot. Hizashi then began to back away from him to which he whimpered in protest. He knew his husband couldn't hear it, but he chased after those lips which came down on his hard once, twice, three times before the blonde was pulling away with a smack. And he gently worked his hand free from Hizashi's hair when his head turned. Looking over the shelves when the blonde then bent to the side and reaching down.

He blinked before turning his head to look at the tube that his husband scooped up. It was the water-based lube that they used one time when they'd been fucking in the bath. He had forgotten they kept it in the bathroom for moments just like this. Balancing on his foot, his thigh wrapped around his husband's waist and his arms wrapped around him, the blonde then turned to him with the lube in hand.

Green eyes burning at him with a desire, a lust, that had him utterly breathless when he nodded. He then watched his husband pop the cap of the lube with a crack then squeezing it into his fingers. Then placing the tube back down for the time being as he worked on spreading it over his fingers. He watched his husband's hand moved as the lube shined slickly in the limited lighting with his heart jumping in his chest wildly.

His cock twitching in a volley at the excitement twisting into him when his husband then slid his arms around him again. Pulling him close to which he happily leaned in to press his lips to those soft, warm ones again. Tightening his arms around the blonde when he felt a hand grabbing his cheek to spread him open. Then fingers were touching him with a slick rub that had him whining into the kiss as lips slid against his with that hunger.

That desire. It had his skin thrumming like a livewire had been placed beneath it. A thrumming that radiated from head to toe. He held onto the blonde as he balanced on his foot with fingers rubbing against him slickly. A slick up and down rub that had his breaths trembling through his nose as he kissed his husband with that hunger and desire. The lust that made his skin flame with heat. It had him squirming eagerly as he kissed his husband.

Fingers slid up and down, up and down, up and down against him before beginning to roll into circles. Firm, slow circles that had his hole twitching much like his cock. The blonde kissed him hungrily which he returned without thinking twice with his hands sliding along his husband's back as fingers rolled into him. Circles that had his toes curling against the floor with his thigh stretching forward to help spread himself slightly while the hand holding his cheek squeezed.

Fingers rolling against him slickly with the tips of those fingers just barely prodding at his hole which had him moaning quietly to himself. He knew his husband couldn't hear him, that he could be loud as he wanted, but he couldn't find it in him to be loud. Not yet. His hole dared to twitch when his husband's fingertips prodded at him again with those slow, firm circles that had his hips leaning back slightly.

His cock twitching again in that volley when his husband pressed against him firmly. A press that had him inhaling shakily before arching with another quiet moan slipping out of him into the kisses. God, he was hot. It was a heat that swelled beneath his skin, flashing beneath it in a burst that had him squirming. A heat that ran along his bones with that desire twisting into his chest and clamping down on his bones. Squeezing him tightly in its grasp.

His husband's fingers rolled over him in circles that had his toes curling tightly against the floor of the shower. Kissing the blonde passionately with lips dragging against his delightfully with a hard press that had him melting. And then Hizashi's middle finger was lifting away from him as he took a breath in only for it to fly out on a moan when the blonde's index finger sank into him. A sleek push with a give that was seamless; his finger pushing into him deep, deep, deep.

The pad of that finger rubbing against his inner wall. It had him squirming with his cock twitching against his thighs when the blonde's finger sank into him. Rolling circles into his inner wall firmly with a curl to that finger that had his breaths hitching as he clung to his husband. His foot was aching faintly after all the time spent on it, but he knew he could handle a little longer. Just a little longer.

The blonde continued with those circles as he clamped down around his finger; a moan slipping out of the blonde who kissed him hungrily. Lustfully. And God if there was nothing better than that. He twisted against his husband with his thigh tightening around the blonde's waist again as the hand holding his cheek squeezed. And then Hizashi's finger was pulling back and thrusting into him with a squelch that rang out over the pounding water.

It had him moaning at his husband eagerly when the blonde pulled his finger back then thrusted it forward again. And again. Again, again, again. The blonde's finger slipped into him slickly again and again with that light squelch ringing out when he felt his cock twitching against his hip. Oh, it was a thrilling sensation that had his stomach fluttering when he slid his arm from around his husband's shoulder to reach down.

It was a bit awkward, but he eventually got their cocks lined up together with the undersides pressing together with a shiver racing down his back. Loving the rub of his husband's jewelry against his cock when he squeezed them together with a bursting moan leaving his husband in response when he began to stroke. There was enough water between them for his hand to move slickly as his husband's finger thrusted into him shallowly.

Quickly. Thrusting into him again and again much to his delight as he clenched tightly around that moving finger with a moan in his throat. Loving the slick slide of his husband's finger thrusting into him as he stroked the twitching cocks in his hand. Twisting his hand in curves near the heads, his fingers rubbing over Hizashi's then his own with moans bursting out of the both of them in near unison.

Lips sliding together with a fierce, fervent lust that had he returned to his husband without thinking twice as that finger continued thrusting into him. Sharp thrusts that had him clenching with his cock twitching followed by a twitch of Hizashi's. Squeezing them together tightly, he kept up an easy stroking rhythm. Sliding from the head down to the bases then back up with a twist to his hand.

Tugging. Stroking. His hips thrusted weakly with a rub against his husband who moaned encouragingly at him as he thrusted forward again then back to meet that thrusting finger. Shuddering when the blonde then rubbed the pad of his finger over his inner wall with a nudge just below his prostate. It sent weak sparks up his back with a keening moan spilling out of him when that finger curled into him.

Rubbing just below his prostate again and again with each thrust that had him squeezing around that thrusting finger. The hand holding his cheek tugged at him as if to spread him wider as he stroked them together. The blonde's cock twitched against his own which had his breaths catching in his throat when his own twitched. Squeezing them together tightly when Hizashi's hips thrusted into his stroking hand.

Rubbing against him with his Jacob's ladder piercings rubbing against the underside of his cock and God if that didn't get him moaning. The angled thrusts just below his prostate sending weak sparks up his back aided in the way his blood seemed to drain from his head leaving him dizzy. Blood gushing through his veins down, down, down much to his slight embarrassment.

However, the blonde didn't seem to mind it in the slightest bit as he moaned into the kiss. His cock twitching against his hardening erection as hips thrusted to rub against him. The blonde ground forward against him which had his back arching as that finger slipped into him again and again. Then the tip of Hizashi's middle finger rubbed against the rim of his hole. A teasing rub that had him whimpering when the blonde's fingers pressed tightly together with thrusts coming to a stop.

There was a wriggling push of his husband's middle finger at him when he was moaning out as it pushed into him. His hips bucked instinctively as he stroked them faster with twisting curves that had the blonde thrusting into his hand. Moaning into the kisses as the sharp smack of their moving lips rang out over the pounding water. It was so easy to forget the shower was on.

He twisted up close to his husband with his right thigh hitching higher as those fingers rolled into his inner wall. Circles that had him clenching tightly around the blonde's fingers when they were spreading out. He moaned at the light burn of the rim of his hole when the blonde's fingers pushed out, out, out with an insistence that had him breathless. The blonde's twitching cock began to harden in his grasp much to his delight as the blonde twisted against him.

Wet skin sliding against his damp skin. The blonde spread his fingers out again and again to stretch outwards much to his delight when those fingers pressed together and thrusted into him sharply. Rubbing over his prostate sending a hot jolt up his back that had him jerking. Whimpering when his husband's fingers pulled back then thrusted into him with another rub over his prostate which had him jerking.

Long, sleek thrusts that came quickly with those rubs over that spot coming again, again, again. It had his back arching with a keening moan in his throat as his husband began to pick up that rhythm he so adored; thrusting, thrusting, thrusting then spreading his fingers out. Pushing. Stretching. He loves it; loves, loves, loves it. Kissing his husband hungrily, he clung to the blonde eagerly with fingers sliding over wet skin.

Hardened nipples rubbing against his chest with the blonde thrusting into his stroking hand. Rubbing his fingers over them to smear away the pre-come that welled there as they stiffened up in his hand. Rubbing together delightfully when his husband rolled his hips forward to grind against him; rub against him. It was by far the best pleasure he'd felt as he clung to the blonde who thrusted his fingers into him quickly.

Long thrusts that rubbed over his prostate like a damn tease. It had him moaning at his husband each time those fingers spread out inside of him. Thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. Spreading, spreading, spreading. It had him moaning at his husband even if he couldn't hear it; he clung onto the man as his husband thrusted into his hand. Erections rubbing together with grinding slides that had him squirming when his hips jerked backwards then forwards.

Thrusts into his own hand that rubbed him against his husband who moaned at him enthusiastically. He happily stroked them quickly in time with those fingers thrusting into him; keeping his pace even as he could with his fingers rolling over dripping heads as his husband moaned at him. It was hot. Hot, hot, hot. The steam that was gathering from the hot water had his head swaying. Heady. Weightless.

Hizashi thrusted his fingers into him sharply with thrusts that had him clenching tightly around those fingers with a moan in his throat. God, he was so hot. Even if he was damp, no longer soaking wet, the rub of Hizashi's wet skin against his own was absolutely delightful. The drag of his erection against his own even better as the blonde thrusted his fingers into him. Trying to keep his strokes in time with those thrusts had the both of them moaning in unison.

Shuddering when those fingers spread out inside of him. Spreading, spreading, spreading. Stretching. Pushing at his inner walls that tried to strangle his fingers together, but he happily let his husband spread out his fingers. If anything, he was drowning under the heat swelling beneath the surface of his skin. Leaving him feverish. And then came the pesky little problem; there was no condom.

None. And he didn't exactly like to bareback it, but he could make an exception to the rule. After all, they were in the shower. Hizashi could help him clean up too on top of that. It had him shivering at the idea of just taking him as is and it had him clenching around those thrusting fingers inside of him. The slick squelch punctuating each thrust of his husband's fingers just barely heard over the pounding water rushing over his husband.

Pounding against the floor. The slosh of feet shuffling as his husband thrusted his fingers into him quickly. Thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. Spreading, stretching, scissoring. There was something so exciting about fucking his husband in the shower. It wasn't their bed and God if that didn't make it exciting. If it didn't have him squirming. His husband's fingers pushed outwards again, again, again, in a back-to-back motion.

It had his heart jumping in his chest when the blonde then brought his fingers together. Thrusting into him sharply with that slick squelch ringing out each time to punctuate each thrust. And then his husband was pushing his fingers out again and again in that back-to-back manner. Moaning eagerly at his husband with his hips jerking back to meet the thrusts of his husband's fingers.

Jerking when they rubbed shamelessly over his prostate with each of those long, sharp thrusts that had him moaning with his erection twitching. Stroking them together in time with those sleek thrusts with his heart jumping against his chest. Throbbing in hard beats that throbbed quietly in his ears. He lifted his lips from his husband's, trembling gasps being taken when he lapped his tongue across the blonde's lips. Questioning.

The blonde moaned as his mouth opened up for him as he traced his lower lip with the tip of his tongue before their lips pressed together fiercely. He slid his tongue forward with Hizashi's meeting his in the middle before sliding slickly forward with a click of his jewelry clicking off of teeth. And he happily flicked at the metal ball that he so adored.

Swirling the tip of his tongue around it with flicks and nudges that had his husband moaning at him as their tongues rubbed together. Lips pressed fiercely to one another's as those fingers thrusted into him. His husband's fingers spread out again, again, again before they were pressing together a final time and slipping out of him with a slick squelch. It had his heart skipping when he felt his husband shifting.

He moved with him the best he could as their tongues twisted together, and the lube was attempted to be grabbed at. The blonde grunted when the tube went clattering off of the edge to hit off of his foot when he pulled back. He opened his eyes, glancing down and he bent down to grab at the tube his husband had dropped. He straightened up when he then clawed the cap open with a cracking pop.

He then squeezed a generous amount into his palm before reaching out. Curling his hand around his husband as he spread the lube over his shaft; over his piercings. It dripped to the floor, but he didn't think twice about it as those green eyes flamed at him as he stroked his husband. Spreading the lube over him when he then placed the tube down on the shelf again. And he then wrapped his right thigh around his waist again and curled his arms up around his shoulders.

Without a word, he was walked backwards with his back pressing against the clammy wall. It was a jolt of coldness, but he didn't think twice about it when he was lifting his thigh up high. His husband's hands reaching down to grab his ass as he angled his hips forward with a hand pulling him apart and the other grabbing that beautiful erection of his. And then Hizashi's hips were angling forward with his erection gliding against him.

A slick rub that had him inhaling shakily with racing breaths hitching. He eagerly twisted his hands into those soaked locks of his as the blonde rubbed his erection against him; his hole daring to twitch. His inner walls spasming together eagerly with his thigh tightening around his husband's waist to pull him closer as the blonde rubbed against him. Slick rubs that had him whimpering again when his husband's lips fanned crawled over his jaw as his hips moved.

Rubbing, rubbing, rubbing. Grinding. Playful rolls of his husband's hips against him when the man pulled back to meet his eye to which he nodded. It was much too late to go looking for a condom now. Far, far too late. Tightening his arms around the blonde's shoulders, the blonde pulled his hips back slightly with the head of his erection nudging against him. It had him squeezing his arms around the blonde with his head tilting back to the shower wall.

Shivering with lips trailing down his throat. Kissing him softly, tenderly with an affection that had him utterly melting as he clung to his husband. His fingers twisting into blonde locks as the head nudged, nudged, nudged at him. He sucked down a breath with his fingers twisted up in those wet locks as his husband pushed against him until there was a give. And his air was flying out of him on a cry of such delight, ecstasy, that it bounced off of the walls back to him.

Loud in his ears as the blonde pushed into him with a keening moan snapping out of the man as his lips pressed to his throat. Sinking, sinking, sinking. He clung to the blonde with his cry choking off in his throat into a moan of his own; high. Ringing. The blonde sank into him slickly with those piercings rubbing against the rim of his hole.

The blonde pushed him into the wall. It was comforting; being crowded like this by the blonde. Gasping in his air in heaving motions of his chest, the blonde slid his hand along his thigh comfortingly when his hips pressed lightly against him with a slick slap. Shuddering. Squirming. He was hot, hot, hot with the blonde resting inside of him with a twitch that had him clenching tightly around the blonde.

A moan in his throat as he tightened his arms around his husband to hold him close. Loving the press into the shower wall as his thigh tightened around his husband's waist. Much to his delight, his husband lifted his head up to lean in with his tongue tracing his lower lip in a lick that had his lips buzzing. Tingling. He parted his lips as he flew forward to crush them to Hizashi's as their tongues moved.

Meeting in the middle, tips touching gently before sliding against one another's as mouths opened wide. Sliding, slipping, rubbing. Twisting, flicking, nudging. Water gushed down his back, soaking his hair through again as he rolled his hips to grind against his husband's pelvis. Tight circles that were mimicked by the blonde. And God, if it didn't feel amazing. The way those piercings had rubbed over the rim of his hole were by far his favorite sensation in the world.

They hadn't fucked without a condom in forever, but he didn't mind doing that tonight. Not one little bit. Grinding against his husband's pelvis, he clenched tightly around the blonde's twitching shaft which earned him a moan from the blonde as their tongues rubbed together with lips pressing fiercely to one another. Fingers twisting into the blonde's hair to cup the back of his head. God, the touches were positively amazing.

He held onto his husband with his hips rolling against his husband's pelvis when that erection twitched inside of him again with hips moving against him. Grinding, grinding, grinding together with tight circles as he kissed his husband with that slow passion. Sliding his tongue against his husband's as he played with the metal ball of his piercing happily then flicking his tongue up to tracing the roof of his mouth with the tip of it.

Loving the shudder that ran over his husband when he felt hands squeezing him tightly when he moaned into the kiss. Loving the way his husband's tongue slid against his own with the tip of Hizashi's tongue copying his movement and licking at the roof of his mouth. Their tongues twisting together in a lazy manner as hips rolled to grind together when the blonde then pulled away enough to give him that freedom to move.

And he happily tugged his hips back then snapped forward against his husband's pelvis in a thrust that had the both of them moaning. The slick slide of his husband's erection inside of him was absolutely amazing. The rub against his inner walls, the roll of those piercings, had his toes curling when he tugged his hips back again. His ass hit the wall lightly, but he didn't mind it one bit when he then snapped his hips forward to giddily repeat the action again.

And again. Again, again, again did he snap his hips back and forth with the slap of his ass against the wall ringing out, but it didn't matter. Not one bit. The blonde held him tightly with a moan spilling out of the man as he moved his hips back and forth with the wall trembling when his ass hit against it. Tightening his right thigh around the blonde's waist with his hands tightening around his shoulders.

Fingers twisting into his husband's hair as their tongues rubbed and massaged together slickly with the tip of his tongue prodding at the piercing. His hips snapping back and forth eagerly with that slick squelch just barely making itself known with those piercings popping over the rim of his hole again and again. It was a delightful sensation that had him moaning at his husband as he moved his hips.

Squeezing around the blonde tightly with those piercings rubbing so good at his inner walls as his husband squeezed his thigh fiercely. Then he felt Hizashi's hips twitching against him; a subtle twitch forward when he slammed forward against his pelvis. He moaned at the blonde who groaned back when he squeezed around his erection instinctively when it twitched inside of him.

A quick, easy back and forth rhythm was established as he snapped his hips back and forth eagerly. The light slap of their skin, damp and wet, meeting again and again was deafening. A slap that had his toes curling tightly with his breaths catching in his throat as he snapped his hips back and forth. Their tongues twisting together with slick rubs as their lips pressed fiercely against one another when he felt Hizashi's hips twitching against him again.

And then the blonde was giving a shallow thrust that had him moaning encouragingly; even if his husband couldn't hear him. Hizashi's hips twitched again when he snapped against his pelvis only to squeezed tightly around the blonde's erection with a moan breaking out of the blonde. He happily clung to the blonde with locks twisted up around his fingers when the blonde's hips wriggling slightly against him.

He couldn't help a whimper as he continued moving his hips quickly with the slick, shallow slides of his husband's erection rubbing against his inner walls. There was something so good about a condom, but he couldn't deny being skin to skin like this with his husband was exciting. Thrilling. He clung to his husband eagerly as his hips snapped back and forth in his limited space with racing, shaking breaths being taken that crested into that shallow panting rhythm.

He slid his tongue against Hizashi's. Twisting, rubbing, licking at one another. He delightedly moved against his husband with his erection twitching against his stomach in a volley with pre-come dripping onto his stomach. Hot. He was so, so hot with the steam making his head feeling light and airy. Weightless. He whimpered at his husband who merely held him tighter.

Like he could hear the sound leaving him when he knew he couldn't. He held onto his husband the best that he could with his toes curling tightly as he continued with that tight, shallow movement of his hips. Hitting against his husband causing him to wobble lightly. Loving the moan that slipped out of the blonde when he clenched tightly around the blonde with shivers racing up his back in response.

And as he snapped his hips back and forth, the light thud of his ass hitting the wall again and again, he felt his husband shifting to press him into the wall. And then, much to his delight, he felt Hizashi's hips thrust to meet one of his snapping thrusts. It had him moaning delightedly at the blonde in response with his fingers tightening on his hair with his arms squeezing the blonde close.

He tugged his hips back then flew forward with his husband snapping forward to hit against him in a thrust that had him squirming eagerly. Had his toes curling against the floor with his hitching breaths gasping down his throat with his arms holding Hizashi tightly to him when the blonde began to match his pull back. Moving with him as his hips tugged back, back, back then flying forward to snap against him in a thrust.

One that had his hips wobbling back towards the wall. A strength to it that had him moaning into their kiss when the blonde pulled back; his tongue flicking at his in parting before lips were pressing to his cheek then crawling down to his jaw. Moving down to kiss the side of his neck, the hand on his thigh sliding up to squeeze at his moving hip as the blonde snapped forward. Thrusts that had him moaning eagerly as he tilted his head to the side.

Welcoming those kisses that his husband was giving him. Kisses that sent shivers down his back at the heat of his husband's mouth on his skin; it was a sensation he adored. And the swinging of their hips, meeting with his thrusts forward, had him moaning eagerly with squirms to his hips before he swung forward to hit against the man's pelvis. Loving the way his husband crowded him into the wall with a tight press that had him shuddering when he pulled at his husband.

Wanting him closer, closer, closer. His moans bouncing off of the bathroom walls with increasing volume as the blonde met his thrusts beautifully. Perfectly. The slap of his husband's wet skin against his own loud over the pounding water of the shower. The slick squelch of his husband's erection slipping in and out had him moaning as he clutched his husband closer. Wanting him to be under his damn skin if he had it his way.

Hips were moving together to snap in the middle; meeting thrust for thrust in that addicting manner as his husband yanked his hips back further. Lengthening his thrusts with those delightful piercings popping out to rub over the rim of his hole again and again on their way in and out. Moaning at the thrusts given with his husband pushing him into the wall tightly much to his delight.

Those soft, warm lips trailing over his shoulder and neck. Panting shallowly with the blonde holding onto his thigh like it was a lifeline with the blonde squishing him to the wall and God if he doesn't love it. If it wasn't the best fucking thing in the world as he tightened his thigh around the blonde's waist. Squeezing him close the way he would if he still had his leg. He wished he could dig his heel into his lower back, but he couldn't.

He tugged at those black locks of hair delightedly with his husband's lips trailing back up his shoulder towards his neck. His mouth opening to press those open-mouthed kisses to his skin with teeth biting down softly on his skin to get his shallow pants hitching. Trembling. It had him arching with his hips snapping back and forth eagerly with his foot pressing into the floor to keep from slipping.

His husband moved with him; hips hitting against him with a strength that had him squirming against his husband eagerly with his teeth dragging over his lip. Digging in with his brows squeezing together as he moved his hips quickly. His ass hitting the wall again and again with a rhythmic thudding when his husband's hips swung forward harder. Using a strength that had him whimpering at his husband who squeezed his thigh.

The slick squelching rang out over the pounding water; the slick slap of their skin meeting again and again was addicting. It had him eager to accept another thrust, another hit, and God if he wasn't shuddering when his husband gave him just that. Slamming against him against him with that strength to get him moaning lowly in his throat as the blonde pressed into him. The heat of his mouth radiating onto his damp skin much to his delight as the blonde pressed into him.

His erection twitching against his stomach with pre-come dripping onto it with the pleasure that pooled into his stomach like hot magma at the fierce push into the wall. There was nothing he adored more than this. God, he couldn't imagine a better way to be welcomed home. A better way to spend his time at home. Snapping his hips eagerly with his fingers tugging at the blonde, he did his best to move in the space that he had with Hizashi giving him damn good hits.

It had his hips wavering, his ass nearly hitting the wall, and fuck if it didn't set his damn blood aflame just to have his husband thrusting into. To feel those piercings rolling over his inner walls and over the rim of his hole with each thrust. Fuck. Moaning at his husband, he tugged on those wet strands of hair restlessly which earned him a moan back from the blonde. A keening sound that vibrated deliciously over his skin as their hips moved together quickly.

Pulling away allowing him more space to swing his hips back and forth. Clinging to his husband who snapped his hips forward to hit against him as he arched his back from the wall only to have his husband push into him. Pinning him to the wall much to his delight as those hips struck at him fiercely with a budding strength that had him moaning. So hot. So, so hot. His head was spinning weakly as he moved his hips eagerly to chase after that pleasure that was pooling into his stomach.

Fuck him, they didn't have unprotected sex often, but he couldn't help but marvel over how hard his husband was. How hot he was inside of him. There was something absolutely delightful about it as he snapped his hips back and forth with Hizashi meeting him thrust for thrust. Beautiful thrusts that had his moans bouncing off of the walls of their bathroom deafeningly as his hands tugged on his husband's hair.

A hand slipping free to claw at his upper back as his teeth dug into his lip; pain shrieking down to his chin as he squirmed. Twisted. Wriggled. Writhed. It was hard to find a fitting word as his husband's hips struck at him sharply with hits that had him moaning at the blonde who moaned into his throat. Vibrations that raced over his skin delightfully as he clutched the blonde closer. Wanting to drag this man under his skin if he had it his way.

Whining when the blonde lifted his head up from his throat with those green eyes blazing at him when the blonde then grabbed his thigh. Tugging it up when he understood quickly what his husband wanted; a change in position. He spun slowly, carefully, with his husband's hands guiding him as he whimpered at the resulting sensation of the blonde buried inside of him. Twisting until he had his foot on the ground again.

And facing the shower wall, he understood why his husband wanted a change in position. Planting his foot to the floor, his chest pushing against the shower wall, he found a freedom being able to move his hips properly. Moaning delightedly as he swung his hips backwards eagerly to hit against his husband's pelvis then swinging forward. He had to admit it was much better than the position they'd been in moments ago.

His hands curled into fists on the shower wall the way they had been in Hizashi's hair when he felt a hand coming down on his hip and another touching the back of his left hand. Fingers then weaved in between his when he relaxed his hand, and he clung to Hizashi's hand with a whimper. And he rocked himself on his foot; swinging forward then jerking backwards eagerly with the blonde kissing the back of his shoulder with a moan vibrating over his skin.

Loud. He didn't mind it one damn bit as he swung his hips forward then thrusted back against his husband's pelvis with a deafening slap of their skin meeting together. A shot of sound that had him squirming with a moan of his own tearing out of him viciously as his husband's hips swung forward to hit against him with that strength of his that had his toes curling. His hand clutching at Hizashi's with another moan leaving him when he clenched around the twitching shaft inside of him.

Swinging his hips back and forth eagerly with the blonde holding onto him tightly. Oh, fuck, does he love it. Does he love the feeling of his husband's hips hitting against him with his chest pressing into his back as lips trailed over his shoulders as he was squished up against the wall. It was chilly against his chest, against his hardened nipples, but fuck if he doesn't love it to bits.

He loves, loves, loves this as he swung his hips back to hit against his husband's pelvis harder. Harder, harder, harder with the blonde moaning at him when he clenched tightly around his twitching erection with piercings rubbing at his inner walls. Over the rim of his hole. There was nothing he adored more with a keening moan of his own ripping out of him.

Shuddering when his husband began to thrust forward with that answering strength. One that mimicked his own, much to his delight, as he huffed with his hot cheek pressing to the showers wall as he felt the faint gush of water hitting his shoulder over Hizashi's. Water that gushed down his back to make that deafening slap of their skin meeting even louder it seemed. There was something so fucking hot about fucking in the shower.

About using no protection this time round. He was going to make sure his husband used it when they got out if they made love again but until then he was content. Happy. The rub of his husband's erection against his inner walls was so fucking good. Ohhhh, it had him moaning in that snapping pitch with his fingers clutching at his husband's with his hips jerking backwards eagerly.

Hitting against his husband's pelvis again and again with heaving breaths being taken in his tightly pinned position as he panted shallowly. Tilting his head back as lips fluttered along the side of his neck as the wet slap of their skin meeting rang out to fill the quiet that the pounding water didn't. It was exciting. It was exhilarating. He clutched at the blonde's hand as their hips moved together to meet in the middle each time with hips jerking forward while his own jerked back.

Hitting together perfectly each time as he rocked on his foot that ached faintly but fuck if it wasn't easy to ignore. If he didn't find himself burning up as he pressed into the shower wall with racing pants taken as his husband's erection twitched inside of him. It had him whimpering when his own erection twitched against his stomach; dripping pre-come onto his skin shamelessly.

He was so hard. He was surprised he had the energy for this after the day that he'd had but fuck if he wasn't happy, he found the energy for it. The hand on his hip squeezed at him; tugging lightly to coax him into flying backwards faster. Harder. And he was more than delighted to do just that for his husband who moaned at him enthusiastically with teeth nipping his earlobe.

Clicking off of the studs in his earlobe, the sound was deafening in his ear when the hand in his squeezed fiercely which he returned to the blonde. And then his husband was sucking his earlobe into his mouth where his tongue swirled against it. Sucking gently with teeth nibbling at him, it sent shivers down his back as his hips jerked backwards quickly. Hitting against his pelvis fiercely again and again with his thighs trembling.

His chest heaved against the wall with his racing pants. His husband's hips struck at him faster, harder, with a slick slide in and out with piercings rubbing at him so fucking good. His husband filled him up like nothing fucking else; there was nothing like the thickness of his husband. It was so much better than any toy. Then any vibrator or dildo could hope to be. Pleasure pooled into his stomach like hot magma; coiling in his lower stomach.

Making it feel heavy as he clung to the hand in his with a keening whimper tearing out of him when his husband bit sharply at his earlobe only to suckle the pain away. It had him squirming with his thighs spreading open wide, wide, wide as his foot pressed into the floor to keep from slipping out beneath him. Jerking his hips back and forth with his erection twitching against his stomach with his pants rasping down his throat.

Raking out of him the second his husband's hips struck at him. Slamming the air out of his lungs. The thoughts from his head. Ridding him of his words even if they would, quite literally, fall on deaf ears. It was almost a relief knowing he wouldn't need to indulge in that dirty talk but at the same time he knew he'd missed it. There's nothing he loves more than when his husband slurred those dirty, vulgar words at him but sometimes sex didn't need those words.

They didn't need to indulge in the dirty talk that always riled each other up. Tonight, all he needed was the heat of the water. The slick slap of their wet skin meeting like shots of sound that bounced off the walls back to him. The squelch of his cock slipping in and out of him to go hand-in-hand with the sharp slap of their skin. The moans, groans, grunts, whines and whimpers that would spill out of the both of them.

The feel of Hizashi's hand in his and a hand on his hip that tugged him back quickly. That's all he needs tonight. Next time they could do all the dirty talk in the world. For now, he merely wants to feel the pleasure of his husband's cock sliding in and out of him with piercings rubbing deliciously against his inner walls. Over the rim of his hole. Moaning louder, louder, louder at his husband who was squeezing him so tightly it made it hard to breath with how he pressed into him.

His mouth suckling at his earlobe before popping off with a shaking exhale rushing over his ear followed by the tip of his tongue tracing the shell of his ear. Nipping then nibbling on the tip of his ear sending shivers down his back when his husband then let go to kiss behind his ear. And God if that wasn't the money ticket. Tingles raced down his back with his breaths racing down his throat to his itching lungs only to be slammed out of him by his husband.

Ohhhh, there was nothing fucking better than that. Feeling the strength in his husband's thrusts as he was rocked lightly on his foot. Holding onto his hand while his right hand curled into a tight fist that pressed to the shower wall. His thighs shaking as they spread open wide, wide, wide for the blonde as he jerked his hips back to hit against his pelvis again and again.

Oh, there was something so liberating about being able to move like this when he clenched around that twitching shaft inside of him. A keening moan tearing out of him. The slap of their skin really was far too loud, but he didn't mind it in the slightest bit as his erection throbbed lightly against his stomach. Begging him for a touch. For a caress. For something. But he happily ignored it as he jerked his hips back and forth with his thighs trembling at the pooling pleasure in his stomach.

It rushed up his back leaving him moaning breathlessly with his hands pushing on the wall slightly. Aiding in the movement of his body when the blonde pressed into him. Pushing against him to crowd him against the wall the way he had mere minutes ago. And God if he doesn't love it to bits. Whimpering at his husband, he tilted his head to the side to over the side of his neck up to the blonde who moaned at him.

A snapping moan leaving the blonde when he clenched around the twitching shaft inside of him. Squeezing tight only to get that drool worthy rub against his inner walls; the drag of those piercings against that sensitive inner all of his. Oh, oh, oh there was nothing he loves better than that as he moved eagerly with a moan tearing out of him again. Another moan in that same breathless pitch as the one before it. He could die happy.

He could die the happiest man in the world because he'd made it home without more damage. He'd made it home only to be pampered by his husband who was fucking him so good. His husband who was slamming into him so eagerly that it had his leg shaking with a moan in his throat. Listening to the snapping moan leaving his husband in response when he clenched tightly around the blonde. God, he was so hot over this man.

Over the situation. He was glad that he managed to have enough energy to do this with his husband. He had thought he'd be too tired for this and had been prepared to tell his husband, but his body seemed to have other ideas for him. Much better ideas, if he was honest with himself. Moaning at his husband as he jerked his hips quickly in time with his husband's snapping thrust.

Slamming against him again and again which had his hips nudging forward slightly which had heat snapping under his skin. Boiling his blood through his veins. There was nothing hotter than this. Nothing, nothing, nothing. He was drowning under the heat that was ripping under his skin leaving him absolutely breathless. He clung to his husband's hand while the hand on his hip squeezed him.

Nails biting into his skin with burning points that had him moaning delightedly at the blonde who squeezed his hip again. Hips striking at him hard, hard, hard. Fast. Fuck, he was moving so fast. It had him panting with his cheeks burning hotly with that uncomfortable heat that had them throbbing lightly. His thighs shaking as his foot pressed against the floor fervently when his knee jerked and hit against the wall sending a vibration up it.

He couldn't stop the movement and fuck if it didn't feel like his leg wasn't going to give out on him. There was so much pleasure pooling into his stomach and zipping up his back leaving him breathless as he clung to his husband's hand. His erection was throbbing against his stomach insistently with twitches as pre-come dripped onto his skin. His inner walls clenching around the twitching, throbbing shaft inside of him which got him another of those snapping moans from his husband.

A sound that had his stomach fluttering wildly as his breaths raced down his throat in response. His hips jerking back eagerly. The blonde's teeth dragged over his shoulder then with enough pressure to get his skin tingling. Buzzing. Hot, hot, hot. Fuck, he'd forgotten how hot it could get when they were having sex in the shower. He could feel sweat pricking on his forehead.

It had him squirming, twisting, restlessly with his hips jerking backwards to hit against his husband's pelvis again and again. Moaning at his husband delightedly when the blonde swung his hips forward to slam against him with that strength that nudged his hips forward. It was perfect. Hits that had him moaning at his husband louder with each inhale as his head tilted back as his husband squeezed his hand.

The hand on his hip squeezing before sliding forward with fingers combing through his pubic hair before wrapping around his erection with a squeeze. A tight grasp that had him moaning at the blonde when he jerked his hips eagerly then thrusting forward into his husband's hand when the blonde began stroking him quickly. Fast strokes that went perfectly with the slamming thrusts of his husband's hips as he gasped in his hair with his thighs shaking.

All of him was shaking. Pressing himself to the cool shower wall that was growing hot beneath him from his feverish skin. He couldn't last much longer. Not like this. He was so hot he could hardly breathe without it feeling heavy on his lungs. He was drowning under the heat that was slamming over him repeatedly leaving him a shaking mess beneath his husband. His erection was throbbing inside of him with twitches that had him clenching tight, tight, tight around the blonde instinctively.

The hand stroking him twisting up near the head in a curve that had him moaning at his husband desperately when fingers rolled over the head of his erection. Fingers flicking at his Prince Albert recklessly which he absolutely fucking loves as the blonde toyed with the jewelry. The pads of his fingers grinding into his slit viciously which had him bucking his hips desperately to thrust against the blonde's fingers with a cry tearing out of him.

Ringing off of the walls when he felt his husband changing his rhythm; pounding at him rather than slamming. Those pounding thrusts had him arching with his hips moving to match the new speed. The new strength. And God if it didn't have him absolutely writhing against the water as he felt that all too familiar fluttering in his stomach. It felt too soon. Far, far too soon but the fluttering persisted with each pounding thrust that his husband gave as he was pinned to the wall.

Unable to move properly save for his hips which he absolutely adored as his husband pounded away at him. His husband's hips yanking back further, further, further when he felt his husband wriggle his hips slightly before slamming into him again. And ohhhh, if it didn't have him shouting at the pleasure that ripped up his back as he jolted. Jerked. Heat ripped up his back when his husband moaned into his neck as he then pounded into him with a strength that had him writhing.

Fast, fast, fast. Hard, hard, hard. Heat was snapping up his back repeatedly with each thrust his husband gave as he angled towards his prostate with rubs and hits over it that had him jerking with a pleading moan tearing out of him. Pleading for what, he had not a clue but God if it didn't have him moaning louder at his husband. Wishing he could hear him, so he knew what he was doing is right.

But the blonde seemed to understand he was by the way he jerked and jolted. He whimpered desperately with his hand tightening on his husband in response with his hips jerking to meet those pounding thrusts. Hitting against his husband's pelvis relentlessly with that pleasure snaking up his back and pooling into his stomach like molten lava. The wet slap of their skin was utterly deafening with quiet grunts leaving his husband as he pounded into him.

His erection throbbing inside of him. Twitching. It felt so good, so good, so good. So fucking good. His stomach was heavy with that pleasure when he jerked and jolted at the heat that clawed its way up his back with each thrust his husband gave. It had him moaning with his heart jumping against his chest when he clung to the blonde's hand. The heat was too much for him. His head was spinning weakly with hips striking at him so hard it had him moaning at his husband.

Shuddering when the blonde continued on without missing a beat. What he'd give to have Hizashi's hearing aids in his ears right now. His moans bounced off of the walls of the shower with water gushing down his back as it rolled off of his husband. So wet. Hot. He squirmed with his toes curling as his foot pressed into the floor with a keening moan in his throat as his husband continued to hit at his prostate.

Perfect thrusts that had him gasping with that fluttering in his stomach coiling into something hot. A pulsing spot in his lower stomach that twisted tighter, tighter, tighter with each pounding thrust his husband gave. There was nothing he wanted more than to come. Nothing he wants more than to thrust into his husband's hand again and again the way that he was without a drop of shame.

He wanted to come so badly; the blonde was squeezing his erection, pounding into him, and it was the perfect fucking combo. The best thing in the world. He was shaking, shaking, shaking and he swore he'd begin drooling at the anticipation that unfurled in his chest with his leg jerking as his knee wobbled and hit off of the shower wall. His foot bracing itself onto the balls of his sole with his leg jiggling restlessly with his pants gasping down his throat.

His jiggling leg had his knee hitting off of the wall repeatedly with his hips jerking backwards eagerly. Chasing after the pleasure rather than considering running away from it. Chasing after the emotion that was weaving under his skin and pooling into his stomach leaving him feeling so full. He was stuffed full of the throbbing erection inside of him and God if it didn't have him moaning at the blonde eagerly.

There was no greater pleasure. None. It had him moaning in unison with his husband who pounded into him with a frantic edge that he did his best to mimic. He felt that hot spark twisting into his stomach as he thrusted forward into his husband's hand eagerly without a second thought about it. He chased after the pleasure that came to him as his husband hit at his prostate repeatedly. Relentlessly.

It had him squirming, twisting, with keening moans spilling out of him in response as he clenched around his husband. Huffing in his pants as he clung to the hand in his with the blonde pounding into him fervently. Fiercely. And fuck, he loves it. He fucking loves it. He wants the blonde to come forward harder, harder, harder. Faster, faster, faster. His breaths raking down his throat with his head tilting back with his temple resting against the shower wall. Gasping.

Needing, needing, needing. Wanting, wanting, wanting. He needed Hizashi so bad; wanted him so badly that he felt ready to crumble to his knees as he clung to the hand in his. Squeezing it fiercely with his heart hammering against his chest in throbbing beats that echoed in his ears. God, that pounding rhythm was fucking everything he wanted it to be. Absolutely everything as the hand stroking him twisted near the head then slid down to squeeze at the base.

Keeping up a firm pressure on his throbbing erection as it twitched when that hand flew up and down along his shaft. Stroking him fast, fast, fast in time with those pounding thrusts his husband gave as he struggled to breathe properly without that hot air filling his lungs and making them feel heavy. Thick. His head was so air, so weightless, that he found himself swooning into the wall as a source of stability as his body shook.

There was so much pleasure that he felt ready to choke under it. Drown. The blonde pounded into him with those perfect hits to his prostate when he bucked his hips backwards. A shrill wail tearing out of him at the sharp twist in his stomach where that spark sizzled. Burned. So hot, so hot, so hot. Too hot. He was sizzling in his own skin with sweat pricking over his damp skin impossibly but God if he wasn't going to need to rinse off again.

A nice, cold shower after this to chase the heat away. It had him whimpering at the thought with that hand flying along his shaft with strokes that went beautifully. His pounding thrusts when he threw his head back on a cry with his hips jerking back against his husband's pelvis desperately. Eagerly. Frantically. Was that his voice? This lustful, keening wail that bounced off of the walls of their shower? That radiated through the bathroom?

His voice that was stretched so high it didn't sound anything like its deep pitch? He knew if his husband could hear it that he'd go feral. Absolutely wild on him. And he was drowning. He was tumbling over that edge that he hadn't realized he'd been clinging too in vain this entire time. The mountain that he'd, somehow, climbed up without his noticing it.

He was jerking with his back arching to press his chest tightly to the wall as he clenched around his husband with a wail tearing out of him. A snapping, guttural growl slipping out of his husband who clutched him close as he tumbled off of the edge. Coming, coming, coming. His shaking thighs tensed up on him with his stomach flexing as tingles raced up his shaking thighs to explode into his stomach.

Gasping in that high pitched manner as he found his hips bucking forward eagerly with his husband stroking him fast, fast, fast as he tensed up. His eyes rolling back on him with his head tilting back as his lashes fluttered on his hot cheeks as that white-hot heat slammed over him. Gushing. Clawing. Choking. He was drowning under the heat that was tearing him apart like a pair of savage animals.

Shaking, shaking, shaking. Drowning, drowning, drowning. His husband pounded into him frantically as he throbbed around that throbbing erection inside of him. And then his husband's teeth were sinking into his shoulder tearing a started cry out of him at the pain as his husband shouted into his skin as he pounded into him only to still. And ohhh, it was something special feeling his husband coming inside of him.

Hot spurts that gushed into him frantically with his own erection throbbing so damn hard it nearly pulsed. Coating the wall before him in come, no doubt, as his thighs shook. All of him shook. Tearing apart only to be pieced back together again. Hot, hot, hot. He was so hot. And his husband was holding him up with his chest, his teeth digging into his shoulder, and God if that wasn't hot.

If it didn't have him gasping in when his cry cut off as the blonde came inside of him. It was a sensation he wasn't used too but it was so hot inside of him. Hot, hot, hot. He shuddered with his hips moving to grind back against his husband's pelvis weakly as he rode out his orgasm with his husband moaning deafeningly into his shoulder. It had him wincing into the wall when he shuddered when that white-hot heat that had stretched out in front of him for an eternity gushed out of him.

Rushing out of him leaving him slumped into the wall as his leg stopped its frantic bouncing leaving him weak against the wall. His husband moaned out again into his shoulder when the blonde then relaxed in his own stiff set against him. And despite his protesting whimper, his husband was pulling his hips backwards with a slick squelch as he slipped out of him. He knew it would be a matter of time.

A matter of gravity that would have his husband's come dripping down his thighs but he didn't mind it in the slightest bit. After all, they were in the shower together. He could clean up easily enough. It was this thought in mind that his knee decided that it had enough. That enough was quite certainly enough. Together, in unison, they sank down to the shower floor together. Panting. Gasping.

His husband's head leaned forward to press against the back of his shoulder with arms wrapped around him as the blonde shifted slightly. And, once again, he was ignored when the blonde tugged him between his legs under the shower head that pelted the top of his head with water. He was far too weak to complain as he was curled up in the blonde's spread legs as arms held him close to the blonde.

Resting his head on his shoulder with racing pants taken by the both of them, the afterglow was something magnificent. It was something absolutely amazing. There was a clarity now that he was without the tension that had been winding under his skin tighter and tighter. Leaning into his husband, he winced at the dripping sensation as his husband's come began to drop out of him due to his position.

And he pressed his face into his husband's throat as arms tightened around him. Kisses being pressed to the top of his head frantically as if there was a frenzy of affection. More affection than he thought he deserved but there was something so nice about receiving that affection from his husband who squeezed him close to his chest. Hugging him tightly and holding his broken pieces together.

He nuzzled his face into his husband's throat when he noted his husband's hand waving at him. Gently gathering his attention when he lifted his head from his husband's shoulder to stare at the blonde's hand. What did he want? What more was there to do? He wanted to turn the water on cold, rinse off, and cuddle up with the blonde in their bed. Eat his left-over dinner while the blonde cuddled up to him. He wants nothing more than to relax for the rest of his night.

And then lips were peppering the side of his face, his cheek, in kisses that had him smiling deliriously at the blonde as he slipped an arm around the blonde to hug himself to his chest with his knees curling up slightly. Trying to make himself small as possible in his lap with his head dipping but the blonde's waving hand got his attention again to which he tilted his head curiously when the blonde then began to move slowly. Deliberately. I love you, Shouta.

He blinked as his husband signed at him to which he turned his gaze to the blonde who stared at him with such adoration that it had his heart racing in his chest. Had his stomach fluttering with all the nerves in the world when he then lifted his own hand up with a smile on his lips when he leaned forward to kiss at his husband's jaw. Lifting his hand up close enough for his husband to make it out when he signed at the blonde. Four simple words that he needed. Four little words that he returned. I love you too.