Just A Suck

by CrypticBeans

Shouta loves his husband's plans. Their ideas. And if that idea means crawling beneath his husband's desk to give him a blowjob? Well, he's more than happy to do so.

"Be patient."

Two words that buzzed around Shouta's head like a wasp; coming to sting him again and again leaving him restlessly. Leaving him bridled with his fingers squeezing the pen they held tightly when he dared to peek up at his husband who sat across from him at his desk. Fingers tapping lightly over the keyboard as he drafted out his emails. His leather jacket spread out over the back of his chair as his green eyes focused on the screen before him.

Off to the side of them, Cementoss was putting together papers of his own and stuffing them into the briefcase he often kept at his desk. Something to merely carry papers back and forth to the dorms and the staff room. Further off was Thirteen who was folding her laptop up with a light click as she then stretched her arms up over her head. The sun was setting over the horizon ever so slightly; an early night coming for them already.

He and Hizashi were pulling late nights tonight; there was simply too much work to be taken care of both here and at home. He had made sure to take Hitoshi aside to explain the situation and the teen had agreed to watch his sister; for a pretty penny. And he had to admit, the kid was demanding fair pay considering what other kids his age would be demanding to look after a young girl. He was just happy that Hitoshi was willing to watch her.

And yet, despite having everything taken care of at home, his knee was jackhammering beneath the table. Staring at the blonde across from him who seemed more than content to keep his eyes on the laptop screen that lit up his face gently with its blue light. He knew from experience with his husband that he was going to get a migraine from it. It always happened when the blonde was staring so intently at his screen while he had his contacts in.

The blonde would get a migraine from it. He considered buying one of those screen protectors that filtered out blue light for his husband. Staring at his husband intently with those green eyes locked on the laptop screen, the light taps of his fingers on the keys, he looked back down at his own papers spilled across his desk. Grading that he wanted to get done so he could leave the papers here rather than bring them home.

Tapping the pen between his ring finger and thumb when he fidgeted slightly. Forcing his mind to concentrate on the grading at hand when he listened to the rattle of a computer chair being pushed in. Wheels dragging over the floor. And then Cementoss was walking across the floor that trembled lightly beneath his feet with a quiet goodnight for the three of them when he nodded mutely. His husband beamed at Cementoss with a wave as the man left the staff room.

The door grinding as it was tugged open then held open when he looked up to find Thirteen walking around the desks with brisk strides as her computer bag thumped lightly against her hip. Waving goodbye to the two of them with a cheerful goodnight to them as well before following Cementoss out of the room. The door rattled lightly then slid shut with a light thud. His gaze went from the door to his husband as his fingers danced over the keys.

There was no sign of his husband looking to him. Welcoming him to come closer. He squirmed in his chair causing it to buckle lightly when he then lowered his gaze when the blonde looked up. He forced his pen to move as he began correcting the page before him. Todoroki's. The kid was smart, he'd give him that. When compared to students like Kirishima, Ashido and Kaminari?

Well, Todoroki was effortlessly one of the top students of his next to Iida and Yaoyorozu. The soft scratch of his pen on the paper was deafening in the quiet of the room. The tap of keys being the second loudest thing. He fought the urge to peek up at his husband even if he felt that thrum beneath his skin. The excitement that came before the game. The excitement that came before the blonde beckoned him closer.

He squeezed his pen slightly as he flipped the page over to begin correcting the back section of it. His knees bounced lightly beneath the table with that energy gathering beneath his skin like a swarming; buzzing. An excitement that had his stomach fluttering viciously with his fingers sliding along the pen to hold it tightly when the blonde hummed softly across from him. His chair buckling lightly as he shifted in his chair slightly.

The tap of fingers on keys deafening in the space between them while he made quick work correcting Todoroki's page. He flipped it back over to write the score on the top of the page with the letter grade as well before adding it to the pile next to him. Sighing out through his nose when he began to work on Ashido's paper. Already he could tell she had quite a few wrong answers on the sheet from a restless scan over the page.

Reaching up top scratch his temple, he then began to grade her paper. It was a pain, but he should possibly get in touch with her for some tutoring. Could he find someone for tutoring? Would there be anyone willing to do it? Or would he have to take time out of his busy schedule to tutor her himself? The soft scratch of his pen on the paper was deafening when the tapping of fingers on the keys paused for a moment.

There was a shift across from him when he felt a touch to the toes of his boot. A light hit that had him jerking his gaze up to his husband who was tapping at his keys again with green eyes flicking over the screen. The foot against his rested there with his heart jumping in his chest when the blonde hummed softly with eyes flicking to him. Staring at him with that wide eyed innocence that had him scowling at his husband.

Turning his attention back to the paper before him, the blonde hummed softly filling the quiet between them. The light outside was fading quickly; far quicker than he thought it would which left the overhead lights filling the room. A light buzzing of one bulb that drove him crazy. Making quick work of the front page, he couldn't deny he was a bit impressed with how many right Ashido got. He felt the foot pressing against his sliding up to rest on the top of it.

Pressing into him lightly when his gaze flicked up to his husband again who was tapping at his laptop with a soft smile on his lips. He squeezed his pen when he flipped the page over to begin correcting the backside. It was while he was correcting that the foot on his began to move. Drifting up his shin to his knee where he fought the urge to hiss in a breath when that foot tapped at his knee lightly.

And then the blonde's foot was sliding against his inner thigh to which he snapped them shut. But it didn't stop the blonde from pressing the sole of his foot into his crotch lightly. He squeezed his thighs together tightly when he looked up to find those green eyes on him. His chin resting on conjoined hands as blonde lashes fluttered at him in a blink that had his stomach fluttering wildly with excitement. Having those eyes on him? Staring at him so intently?

It wreaked absolute havoc on him and God if it didn't have him sucking in a slow breath when his husband's foot pushed down on his crotch. Giving him a gentle pressure that had his heart jumping in his chest when he squirmed slightly with his thighs trembling from the tight squeeze around his husband's foot. He couldn't help but look over his shoulder instinctively at the closed door.

Even those Cementoss and Thirteen had left, there was no knowing who remained in the building. Who would come by the staff room. It was a risk. A gamble. And the idea of it had his blood rushing quickly through his veins; his pulse fluttering in time with the quick beats of his heart. The blonde hummed softly at him when his chair squeaked lightly when his husband shifted his weight when his laptop screen was lowered slightly.

The light washing over the desk with the blonde shifting forward as his foot pressed firmly into his crotch. It was a pressure that had him shuddering when his hands curled into tight fists; fighting the urge to reach down. To grab at his husband's booted foot; to drag his nails over the leather material of his pants. To jerk his foot away. When Hizashi had come to him at lunch time with this wild plan, he couldn't deny that it had given him something to look forward too.

After all, how complicated could a blowjob be? Sure, it was inappropriate to do it in a school setting and he knew he shouldn't be doing something like that here. It would only make focusing here all the more difficult for himself and Hizashi. And yet he couldn't deny how his heart had jumped in his chest when Hizashi mentioned it to him. Watching the clock tick down had left him with a racing heart and fumbling hands as he rushed to get to the staff room with little interruptions.

Then he'd parked himself at his desk. And he'd been here for the past two hours; finding anything and everything he could to grade. Making sure he kept himself busy while the two of them waited out the clock. Waited out their coworkers who had slowly but surely left the room one at a time. And now that the room was empty? The foot on his crotch pressed down firmly with a slight rub that had his hand flying under the desk to grab his husband's foot when he narrowed his eyes at his husband.

"Hizashi."

"Shouta!"

"Your foot is somewhere it doesn't belong." He did his best to keep his voice strong even as his thighs squeezed around his husband's rubbing foot with his heart jumping in his chest. His thighs trembling gently when the blonde pushed in further with that slight rub to get his hand squeezing to fight the urge to reach down and grab at his husband's leg. His boot. The back of his neck getting hotter, hotter, hotter by the second as a blush threatened to rush up.

"Is it? I wouldn't have the faintest idea what it is that you could be talking about! I mean, is my foot somewhere it doesn't belong? Or are you just trying to save face?" Hizashi questioned with his head tilting slightly with those green eyes widening playfully at him and a slight grin curling over his husband's lips when that foot pressed down. Rubbing into him to which he inhaled sharply when he stiffened against the urge to buck. "I think someone likes having my foot right there!"

"And what if someone catches you, huh? Just because Cementoss and Thirteen left doesn't mean that someone else can't come in!" He replied with a dry pitch to his voice when he tightened his grip on the pen slightly. It was all part of the game. A give and take. A coy pull back and a cheeky push forward. There was something fun about acting in a haughty manner; when those green eyes were sparkling at him like that. "I think that you're positively shameless! Always wanting to get in my pants!"

"And you're always getting into mine, aren't you? A desperate little thing that loves getting in my pants when he has the chance?" That foot pressed down hard. Oh, it had his hips bucking instinctively when that foot began rubbing with his breath trembling out of him and the blonde's cheeks turned pink. A lovely blush that was deepening before his very eyes. "I think someone wants to get into my pants right now, doesn't he? I bet you can't wait to get home, can you? I bet you want my cock now."

It was vulgar. It was bold. It wasn't something that should be said in such a setting but God if it didn't have his heart racing against his chest. If it didn't have his stomach fluttering with the excitement that twisted into his chest leaving him utterly breathless. Leaving him shifting in his chair as his husband's foot pressed down against his crotch with a pressure that had him shuddering. His hips pressing forward against it. "You act like you're not in the same boat. I bet you can't wait to get me home, huh?"

"Mmm, maybe so, but I think you've always been a bit more impatient than myself, haven't you?" The blonde had a playful lilt to his voice, something that had him leaning forward in his chair when his foot slid away from his crotch. Thudding to the floor when Hizashi pushed back in his chair with a grin on his lips. A sparkle to those wicked eyes of his when the blonde then curled his fingers at him. "Come here, baby! I'll give you what you want since you clearly can't wait until we get home!"

It was the cue he'd been waiting for. Pushing back in his chair, he found himself standing on legs that shook faintly as he made his way around the desks, his hair brushing at his cheeks with the light breeze it created. He walked around the corner of a desk then walked forward with brisk strides towards the blonde. Hesitating as his heart skipped against his chest when the blonde smiled at him. His boots toe dragging against the floor. "Are you sure that you still want to do this, Zashi?"

"Of course I am! I want nothing more than to do this with you!" Hizashi chirped with his hands reaching out to him and he found himself walking forward. His own hands stretching out as he walked around the corner of the desk as he took brisk strides towards his husband. Fingertips touching Hizashi's when hands were sliding over one another. His palms brushing over the fingerless, leather gloves his husband's as he was tugged close. "Do you want to do this still, baby? If you don't want too, if this feels too risky, we can stop."

He climbed into his husband's lap where the blonde slid his hands forward to trace his waist. Twisting him properly into his lap where his breaths trembled as his legs dangled off of the sides of the chair as he happily settled himself into the blonde's lap. Arms curled tightly above his waist when he leaned in eagerly to kiss at his husband's cheek gently. "I'm okay with trying this, love. I just want to make sure that you're still okay with it too, you know? Because your comfort is number one for me too."

"Well, I appreciate it, baby! But if you're okay with this, and I'm okay with, then I say let's proceed, yeah?" Hizashi replied softly with his hands squeezing his own before he curled his hands up to caress his forearms as Hizashi's hands went to his waist. And he happily melted into his husband's lap when the blonde tugged him close; settling him into his lap as he happily curled into his husband. And lips pressed to his cheek softly with a hum. "As long as you have fun with this, baby, then I'm happy to continue onwards! Your comfort counts too!"

"Thank you, love." He murmured with his lips pressing to his husband's cheek again which had the blonde humming again with arms sliding above his waist. Wrapping around him tightly when he slid his arms up around his husband's shoulders as he trailed his fingers over the nape of his neck. The fuzzy, wispy hairs there were something he adored as he kissed at his husband's face gently, sweetly with pecking kisses that were returned to him without a moment of hesitation.

Soft kisses pressed to cheeks, noses, the arches of eyebrows, jaws and foreheads. Kissing the face he so adored; the one he'd stared at shamelessly when he had the chance to do so. He just wished his husband didn't cover up those beautiful freckles of his. Soft kisses pressed to cheeks as he crawled his lips down his husband's made-up cheek to kiss at his jaw softly. Curling his arms up around his shoulders while hands slid above his waist.

Twisting him impossibly close when he felt hands reaching up to unwind his scarf from around his shoulders. He let the blonde work the fabric from around his throat as he kissed at his jaw with his fingers raising up to cup the back of his neck gently. He was so glad his husband had his shades off; his headphones on the table behind him. He rolled his fingers into the nape of his husband's neck gently to relax the tense muscles there.

His capture weapon slid from around his neck leaving it open to the cool air that tickled his skin. Pressing kisses along his husband's jaw, he got to his husband's chin when he crawled his lips upwards to the corner of Hizashi's mouth. Kissing at it softly, a shuddering exhale fanned over his cheek that warmed it considerably. He tightened his arms around his husband's shoulders when he kissed at the corner of his mouth again as slow, even breaths fanned over his cheek.

His lips were tingling; buzzing with that quiet desire twisting into him. A desire that had been building since lunch time when his husband had first mentioned it to him. This crazy, wild idea of his that appealed to him like nothing fucking else would or could. He shifted his lips from the corner of Hizashi's mouth when he pressed his top lip lightly to Hizashi's. Their breaths intermingling when the blonde tightened his arms around him.

He tightened his own arms around Hizashi's shoulders when he squeezed the nape of his neck. It was tease. If one of them would speak, if they said anything, their lips would gently caress one another's. It was an exciting thought that had him damn near gasping, but he controlled his breathing to keep it casual. Keep it even as their breaths intermingled. Warm over his tingling lips when his husband then leaned in to close the gap between them.

Leaning in to press their lips together firmly. And it had him sighing through his nose in response when he slumped into his husband. It was like standing after a long day. It was like finally letting out a breath he hadn't known he'd been holding. Relaxing into his husband, he moved his lips against his husband's which had those arms around his waist tightening.

For all the playful words in the world, he knew that his husband wanted him to be comfortable with the idea of this. And honestly? He was. In a strange way, despite how public it was, the idea that they could get away with this? That they were going to do this? It was exciting. Exhilarating. Kissing his husband slowly, tenderly, he rolled his fingers into the nape of his husband's neck gently.

He pressed his lips to his husband's warm, soft lips that he absolutely adored with his fingers curling to scratch gently at him. Loving the shiver that ran over his husband when hands slid down his back where they toyed with the loops that held his utility belt in place. Tugging gently at them before sliding up his back again with fingers rolling in circles. Small and large, it didn't matter. They had him shivering slightly when the blonde kissed him so tenderly.

So sweetly. While this should be wrong, they should find it wrong, he couldn't help but feel the excitement of this situation. The rush he felt. Sliding his lips against his husband's, those fingers rolled into his back comfortingly. Firmly. It had him melting against his husband who held him so tightly it had him damn near swooning into the blonde who held him close, close, close. He clung to the blonde with his lips sliding against those soft, warm ones that he adored.

Feeling them melting to curve and shape to fit against his properly much like how his own lips were melting against Hizashi's. Sure, the blonde's were a bit thinner but God if he didn't adore it. If he didn't love the blonde's lips like nothing else. He clung to the blonde with his fingers squeezing the nape of his husband's neck. Sliding his left hand down his upper back.

Rubbing between his shoulder blades which had them coming together slightly as his husband's back arched from the back of the chair. Lips dragging against his own with that quiet whisper that was so loud in the quiet of the staff room. The ticking of the clock the most deafening thing in there. Moving his lips against his husband's, he felt his husband's fingers reaching up to tug on the ends of his hair.

Gentle tugs that had him humming softly at the blonde when fingers then skated down the center of his back. It had him arching forward with his chest pressing tightly to the blonde's with a rushing exhale flying out of him when the blonde tightened his arms around him. Rolling his fingers into the nape of his husband's neck, he happily kissed his husband with the warmth of his breaths fanning on his cheek that felt hot.

There was always a pleasure in having Hizashi hold him like this. There was something absolutely wonderful about being held tightly by his husband who wanted him closer. Even if there was no closer to be had. He kneaded gently at the nape of his husband's neck with muscles trembling beneath his fingers much like the way his back arched when he rubbed his hand up and down. Kneading at his husband firmly with the blonde shivering beneath him as hands slid down his back.

And then the blonde was curving his hands down beneath him to grab at his ass. Rubbing his hands over the curve of it then kneading firmly at him which had his toes curling in his boot. He arched up slightly with a slow breath in that he then let out as he clung to the blonde who kneaded gently at his ass; squeezes that felt good. Nice. Palming shamelessly at his ass with those soft, warm lips dragging against his own. Fitting together perfectly.

It had him sighing out through his nose when he moved his lips against his husband's with that quiet brush; admiring the way his husband's lips fit against his. How they dragged against his with that same slowness; that same tender adoration that had his heart fluttering in his chest. There was nothing he loved more than knowing when his husband was clearly adoring him.

When the blonde was kissing him with such adoration, such love and sweetness that it left him feeling absolutely breathless. It knocked him right off of his feet. Kissing his husband with that answering sweetness, that answering love, and he couldn't help but relax. To melt. Even if he knew he needed to be on guard, there was something about those sweet kisses from his husband. Trapped here on his lap, he felt like he was truly desired.

Slow, gentle drags of his husband's lips against his own with the blonde's breaths fanning evenly on his cheek with hands rubbing over his ass again with a firm squeeze. He tightened his arms around his husband's shoulders when hands then slid from his ass to slide forward to caress his thighs. Tingles raced under his skin at the gentle caresses of his husband's hands along his thighs. From knee to upper thigh those hands slid over him.

It had his thighs tensing and trembling under his hands with his hands holding onto the blonde. He slid his hand along his upper back before sliding it up over his shoulder to wiggle between their chests. Finding it's place on his husband's chest where he felt his heart racing beneath his hand. Throbbing beats that matched his own racing heart. His stomach fluttered when he rubbed his hand up and down gently against his husband's chest.

The blonde humming softly at him in approval with fingers kneading at his thighs firmly before sliding up to caress his hips. Tingles pooling into his stomach made it heavy with an ache twisting to life there. An ache that had him squirming slightly with when he let out a trembling breath. Holding onto his husband with hands sliding along his thighs gently when they squeezed at him when he squirmed slightly.

Thumbs rolling in circles before sliding along his thighs moving upwards to caress his hips. Squeezing at him which had tingles racing beneath his skin with his breaths catching ever so slightly when the blonde's thumbs rolled into his hips. Squeezing him when he felt his husband shifting slightly beneath him to get comfortable no doubt. He could only imagine how uncomfortable it was to sit in a computer chair with added weight to it.

He tightened his arm around his husband with his hand rubbing his chest softly when his fingers trailed down blindly. And he felt it; the slight perk of a nipple beneath the fabric of his husband's shirt. He trailed his fingers over that nipple, rubbing his palm over it, when the blonde arched his chest forward against his palm. He flicked his thumb over the hardening nipple gently.

A gentle back and forth flick over the blonde's nipple when he then brought his fingers together to pinch gently at his husband's nipple. Feeling out the metal balls of the studs running through his nipple when he squeezed at the nipple. Twisting gently side to side with his husband letting out a trembling breath that fanned over his cheek with a waver. Sliding his lips against Hizashi's with a hard press as thumbs rolled into his hips. Squeezing at him.

Then sliding down to caress his thighs in a sweeping caress with his stomach fluttering wildly with his fingers twisting his husband's nipple gently. Loving when that hard press of lips was returned to him; feeling those soft, warm lips pressing firmly against his own with that light smack ringing out. Breaking up the quiet whispering of their moving lips. The soft sound of their breathing. The hum of the light up above them.

Everything had a quiet sound, everything had its place in the moment, when he twisted his fingers gently from side to side with the blonde letting out a quiet sound. It was in the back of his throat, but he'd recognize it anywhere. He shivered with his lips sliding quicker against Hizashi's which moved right along with him. Following his pace as he set it. He twisted his husband's nipple again before tugging on it.

His husband whined quietly when he increased the strength of his pinch. He slid his hand from the nape of his neck to slid it down over his shoulder to his chest to join his right hand. And he trailed his fingers over his husband's hardening left nipple then pinched it much like the right side. Tweaking his nipples gently; rolling them between his fingers which had the blonde arching his chest forward with a huffing breath when he tugged on his nipples.

Lips sliding against his with a quiet urgency that he felt rushing under his skin when he felt the bubbling desire coming to the kiss. Bleeding into the kisses with an unmistakable presence as he began to feed into that desire that twisted in his chest. His cock twitching curiously when the ache in his lower stomach twisted tighter as he pressed himself down into his husband's lap firmly. Loving the way those hands squeezed at his thighs before sliding up to touch his hips again.

Twisting him impossibly close to the blonde when he kissed him with that budding desire that was making itself known in their kisses. The light smack of their moving lips coming intermittently with hands holding him tightly while he rolled his husband's nipples between his thumb and index finger. Pinching tightly before tugging on them again had the blonde whining at him in response with hips squirming slightly beneath him.

And then the blonde was reaching up to touch his wrists; he let go of his husband's nipples when his hands were dragging down his chest. Over his husband's stomach when his fingertips touched the hem of his shirt, and he understood just what it was that his husband wanted from him. He slipped his hands beneath the blonde's shirt to touch the warmth of his skin with a shiver running over his husband.

He slid his hands over his toned stomach up to his chest that pushed into his hands with an arch to his back. It was breathtaking. He slid his hands up, fanning his fingers through blonde curls, and he flicked his thumbs over his husband's hardened nipples. Lips sliding quickly against his own with a desire when he flicked his thumbs again over his nipples. Gently pinching the metal of his piercings.

Tugging them so one side pulled taut had Hizashi whining at him with hands dropping to his thighs and squeezing tightly. Sliding along his thighs before curving backwards again to grab at his ass. He pressed his lower half tightly to his husband's as he kissed the blonde fervently; eagerly. His fingers tugging at his piercings before letting them go to trail his fingers over those hardened nipples then pinching gently.

Rolling them between his fingers with the blonde pushing his chest into his hands with a low sound leaving the blonde when he twitched his hips slightly. A curious twitch that was returned by his husband's hips pressing up against him. And taking the cue for what it was, he began to roll his hips down against the blonde. Loving the low groan, it got him from the blonde when he tugged on his nipples sharply.

The blonde squirmed beneath him when he felt his thighs tensing slightly beneath him before hips began to grind up against him. And he happily grinded himself down against his husband as lips slid against his with a desire, a lust, that had him shivering. Had him squirming to get impossibly close to the blonde even if he knew there was no closer. Grinding himself down against his husband with lips sliding against his with a desire that had his breath catching.

It had him kissing his husband back harder with his hips rolling to grind down against the blonde. Tweaking his nipples as he twisted from side to side had the blonde's chest fluttering with another whine tearing out of his husband. He couldn't help but feel a rush for the moment. Feel a rush of excitement that they were doing something in a place that they shouldn't. This was an area that should be off limits to sexual exploits.

However, he couldn't find it in him to regret it. He couldn't find it in him to find something wrong with this. Instead, he rolled his hips down against the blonde with the quiet rustle of his jumpsuit rubbing against the leather of his husband's pants. The light creak of the chair beneath them when hands slid along his thighs to reach up where they tugged the buckle of his utility belt apart. Tugging it through the loops and placing it up on the desk with a thud.

And then hands were pressing to his stomach, sliding over it, with muscles jumping in a vicious quiver. He squirmed when his husband's hands slid upwards to his chest where hands fanned out to squeeze at him. It had him squirming delightedly at the tight grasp when fingers then pinched the zipper of his jumpsuit. And in a sleek pull, it was being tugged down from the hollow of his throat down his chest. Stopping just above his navel, the blonde's hands slid back up towards his chest.

Fingers slipping past the sides of his suit with hands fanning out over his chest. Fingers curling to scratch at him gently before fingers were flicking over his nipples that were perking up from the excitement. He arched his own chest forward much like Hizashi's to push it into his hands. Fingers pinched his nipples sharply tearing a startled whine out of him. He gently tweaked his husband's nipples only to feel those slender fingers on his own rolling gently.

He squirmed with his hips grinding down when he slid a hand up from his husband's chest to slide through the neckline of his shirt. Cupping the side of his neck with his shirt bunched around his forearm awkwardly, exposing his chest and stomach. The blonde didn't seem to mind it in the slightest bit. Hips instead ground up against him fiercely with fingers tugging at his nipples tearing another whine out of him.

The blonde leaned forward away from the back of the chair. Kissing him with a passion, a desire, that left him breathless in its wake. He kissed his husband back with a passion of his own, a desire and lust that was simmering under his skin that flashed with heat. Tickling over the surface of his skin leaving him breathless when he pressed himself into the blonde eagerly. Wanting nothing more than to touch the blonde.

He pressed his palm into the side of his neck while he rolled his nipple with his other hand. Pouring in a hunger to the kisses shared between them that it had him blistering with a wave of heat that had him inhaling shakily. The blonde kissed him with such passion it was a surprise he didn't burst into flames. That he didn't dissolve into a pile of ash before he was ready for it. It was so easy to forget where they were. Why he should be keeping an ear out.

Why he needed to care. He could only focus on the kisses being given to him by his husband. On the heat that was slowly but surely simmering beneath his skin leaving him to breathe shakily inwards as his hips ground down against his husband. Loving the way his husband squeezed at his chest; as if he would disappear at any given moment. He happily rolled his hips down with his husband grinding up against him with hands toying with his nipples.

Rolling, pinching, tweaking. They had him arching his chest forward with a huffing breath leaving him when he shuddered at the pressure of his husband's hips pressing up. Grinding against him tightly with a force that had him pressing down eagerly in response with his hand pressing to his neck. Caressing his jaw with his thumb. There was a heat that was flashing over his skin only to sink down.

Running along his bones leaving him shuddering when that desire came to grip at him. A tight hold. He wants this man; he wants him right now. But that would be too risky to consider; anything involving proper sex right now would be the worst thing for both of them. The last thing they needed was to both be caught with their pants down and he didn't want that to happen.

Sliding his thumb along his husband's jaw as he toyed with his nipple. He squirmed slightly with his heart thudding against his chest. Leaving him utterly breathless. He twisted himself close to the blonde with lips dragging against his own with a hard press that had his tingling. Buzzing. Kissing his husband fervently, fiercely, with a sharp smack ringing out to fill the quiet of the room. The rustle of their clothing rubbing together.

The buzz of a light above them. The light buckling of the chair from their eager movements. He rubbed his thumb along his husband's jaw gently with his palm pressing to his neck as he twisted his nipple gently side-to-side. The hands on his chest were gently; fingers mimicking the same used and way he toyed with Hizashi's nipple. Tugging, twisting, rolling. Tweaking, pinching, rubbing.

It was unbelievably nice with tingles running down to his stomach again and again. Pooling into him with his stomach fluttering as that ache twisted. His cock twitched in a volley against his boxers when his husband's fingers tugged at his nipples. The ache spreading around his lower half like a damn vice grip. He didn't mind it so much himself so long as his husband was hard. That he successfully got hard.

There was nothing he wanted more than to take his place beneath the desk. He hadn't been sure of this idea of his at first; exciting as it was, giving his husband a blowjob on school property? In the staff room where anyone could come in? He'd been nervous. Uncertain. He didn't know how to feel about it, but he was more than excited now at the thought of it. More than eager to go through with this.

He twisted himself close to his husband with hands pinning between their chests, but the blonde didn't complain. Neither did he. He happily let the blonde tweak and twist his nipples when his cock twitched in a volley again as he ground his hips down against his husband fiercely. Loving the grind back he got from his husband as his back arched slightly when his husband's thighs tensed beneath him. Hips rolling and rocking together with hands toying with his chest.

It was unfairly exciting. He didn't know how he breathed without it fanning under his skin as he clung to his husband who pressed into him. Fingers tugging on his nipples which had tingles pooling into his stomach. He clung to the blonde eagerly with his lips sliding against Hizashi's fiercely. Fervently. Grinding, grinding, grinding. He knew they shouldn't be doing this in a place like this, but he couldn't help himself. He simply couldn't.

He rolled his hips down against his husband who ground up against him and God if it didn't have his cock twitching. Wet drops soaking into his boxers; dripping long before he was hard. It had him whimpering at his husband who whined back when he tugged at his nipple sharply. Fingers toying with the jewelry that ran through his husband's nipple. He ground himself down into his husband's lap with the blonde moaning at him quietly as lips slid against his fiercely.

Fervently. Passionately. He returned it happily, when he rubbed his thumb along his husband's jaw. Twisting, squirming, writhing. Both wanting to be closer, closer, closer but finding no closer. Fingers tweaked his nipples; tugging, twisting, and God if it didn't have his back arching. He huffed out with his thighs squeezing uselessly with his knees digging into his husband's waist.

Squirming slightly with his husband's hips grinding up against him with a strength that he positively adored. A strength that had his cock twitching at the ache twisting into him. The desire that gripped at his bones as heat swelled beneath his skin. Tingles pooling into his stomach with fingers twisting and toying with his nipples shamelessly. The sharp smack of their moving lips was loud in the quiet room with fingers tugging at his nipples sharply.

He pulled at his husband's in response with wet drops of pre-come soaking into his boxers. Grinding down against his husband, he rolled his hips then felt his husband bucking up lightly against him. Thrusting against him. It had his blood running hot through his veins when he inhaled sharply as lips slid against his firmly. Harder. Faster. He kissed his husband eagerly with his thumb rubbing against his husband's jaw.

He could stay right here; for the rest of their time here, he'd be happy to stay in his husband's lap while his fingers toyed with his nipples. He pressed his chest into his husband's hands without thinking twice about it when he rolled his hips down. Grinding against his husband who groaned at him softly to which he whimpered at the blonde again. Squirming. Twisting.

He wriggled in his husband's lap eagerly with his fingers tugging at his husband's nipple before letting go of the tight pinch to rub his palm over his husband's hardened nipple. Soothing away whatever ache it must feel when he shifted his weight in his husband's lap before pulling back from those fierce kisses with a sharp smack. Trembling breaths were taken by both men when he then began to slip backwards.

Sliding off of his husband's lap with the blonde watching him with a spark to those green eyes of his. Watching him as he slipped off of his lap and then ducked down onto his knees. Crawling beneath the desk, his husband turned towards him when hands reached down to unbuckle his belt. The desk was just high enough for him to be at waist level with his husband; high enough for his head to bob thankfully.

He crawled forward with his hands going to his husband's shins then sliding up to his knees as his buckle was pulled apart. The zip of his zipper when he watched fingers pulling the button of his fly apart. And then the blonde was spreading his thighs as he leaned forward with hips raising up slightly. Just high enough to get his pants down slightly and then the blonde was reaching into his boxers. His mouth watered at the sight of his husband's half hard erection.

Feeling that desire, that hunger, twisting into him as he slid his hands along his husband's thighs then reached up to gently swat his hands away. Grabbing that half hard, twitching erection of his as he leaned in to kiss the head softly. Pecking kisses with pre-come smearing over his lips but he didn't mind it one damn bit. His own cock twitched in a volley when he began to flutter his lips down the right side of the blonde.

Kissing his way down to the base with his knees digging into the floor slightly when he squeezed at his husband's thigh. Soft kisses that had the blonde whining at him when he got down to the base. Opening his mouth up to press an open-mouthed kiss to it delightfully with the blonde's hand coming down to twist into his hair. Holding it away from his face, thankfully, as he suckled gently on the blonde's shaft. Swirling his tongue to the skin.

He was more than happy to do so as he slid his hand lazily along the upper half of his husband's half hard erection. Tugging gently at the piercings that lined the underside of his cock. He loved it. The blonde whined again when he lifted his mouth from the base only to target just below that first piercing on the underside. Sucking softly at the skin there with his husband's fingers tightening in his hair as nails scratched at him. It was unbelievably amazing.

He loved the scent of his husband as he suckled at his skin, his tongue swirling, and he was happily leaning forward as he lifted his mouth up to flick his tongue at those piercings. Running the tip of his tongue over them in a dainty lick which had his husband squirming in his chair causing it to buckle. To creak lightly beneath his weight. He stopped at the top of the ladder to slide his tongue beneath the metal of his piercings and flicking it up.

Loving how his husband's hips arched forward when he then pressed an open-mouthed kiss above that piercing; suckling the skin softly. He held his hardening erection in his hand as he pressed an open-mouthed kiss along the left side. He sucked at his spot with his teeth biting down lightly. To dive down to the base where he placed another open-mouthed kiss along the left side of Hizashi's erection with a hum.

Loving the way that his erection was hardening in his hand; filling out in mere seconds as he suckled softly at the skin with his tongue swirling against the skin. He moved down to the base where he pressed soft kisses to it with his breaths trembling with the excitement. The rush of this. He looked up at his husband to find him staring down at him; a heat to those green eyes as his pupils blew wide. Rendering the green to mere rings of color.

A blush smothered over his cheeks in a deep, rich red that was utterly beautiful as a wisp of hair kinked out from his carefully styled hair which he adored. Teeth dragging over that bottom lip as brows squeezed together slightly with fingers tightening in his hair to keep it away from his face. He adored it. He pressed his tongue to the base of his erection and licked his way up it to the head.

Making sure to press his tongue firmly to those piercings of his husband's which had the blonde moaning softly at him when he dragged his tongue over them. He swirled his tongue around it before flattening it in a lick over the head. The bitter drop of pre-come smearing over his tongue as he lapped at his husband. Sliding his hand in a stroke along the rest of him with his thumb toying with the piercings along with the tips of his fingers.

Stroking his husband, the tip of his tongue prodding at the slit, with his cheeks burning hotly. Throbbing lightly from the force of his blush as he pressed a hand to his husband's thigh to coax them to widen further as the blonde whined. He then dipped his head down to press an open-mouthed kiss right below the head. Sucking softly at the sensitive spot, his tongue swirling to the skin, he got another of those soft moans from his husband.

It had his skin crackling with electricity. Had him huffing in then out as his fingers tried to twist into the leather material of his pants; sliding over them uselessly. He suckled softly at his husband before lifting his mouth to lick over the head again. Stroking the bottom half of his erection gently with pre-come spreading over his tongue again. He rubbed the middle of his tongue against his husband's slit which had thighs jumping slightly.

His husband hooked his feet around the chair he sat in. Thighs spread open wide when he then covered the head with his mouth. Suckling at it gently with a hissing inhale being taken above him when he looked up at him. Staring at that red face before closing his eye and he was diving down on the blonde. A sharp gasp taken above him with a soft cry then flying out of his husband as he sank down, down, down.

Relaxing his jaw only to gag weakly when the head of his husband's erection hit the back of his throat. He forced himself to stop at that middle point on the blonde where the head pressed against the back of his throat when he gagged again weakly. He swallowed around the blonde to soothe the reaction of his body when he closed his lips around the blonde. Suckling gently at the blonde who twitched against his tongue.

Weighing it down with that all too familiar weight that he adored. The salt of his skin, the musky scent of him, was all so damn good. He swallowed slightly to help ease the faint nausea that twisted into him from those weak gags. He slid his hand slowly along the lower half of his husband's erection; just below his mouth. Stroking slowly, gently, with his tongue moving to toy with the piercings that rubbed over it.

Flicking his tongue and nudging at the jewelry gently with the blonde's fingers tightening in his hair. He suckled around him, pausing to swallow, when he felt nails scratching his head gently. Coaxing him to relax. It was hard too, but he was more than happy to stay right where he was. Taking in the pre-come that had dripped onto his tongue, the salt of his skin, and the taste of him. The heavy weight of his slender erection weighing his tongue down.

Filling his mouth up. It had him moaning softly around the blonde when fingers tightened in his hair again with a tug, but he knew the blonde wasn't rushing him. That he'd never be rushed. He suckled happily at his husband with his lashes fluttering on his hot cheek with loose curls brushing the sides of his face but thankful a majority of it was out of his face. His cock twitched in a flurry with his heart thudding against his chest.

Shivering when the blonde's nails dragging comfortingly over his scalp as he suckled at his husband. God, he was more than happy to go down on his husband. There's nothing he adores more than having that slender, amazing cock in his mouth like this. There was nothing he loved more than to bury himself between his thighs. He suckled at his husband before taking a breath through his nose slowly as he did his best to relax his jaw.

His throat. Sinking down a bit further with a gag overtaking him but he tried to sink lower. Pushing through the gags that burst over him as he tried to keep his throat and jaw relaxed. He made his way to the base, his nose buried in perfectly groomed blonde pubic hairs with a fierce gag overtaking him. Tears welled on his lashes with his brows squeezing together when his husband moaned above him.

Fingers moving to rub gently at his scalp, ruffling his hair slightly, as if to comfort him as he gagged. Tears dripped down his cheek as he huffed through his nose desperately to relax himself. Swallowing around the thick shaft down his throat the best that he could to soothe the roiling of his stomach in response to those gags. His lashes trembled wetly on his hot cheek as he admired the way his husband filled his throat.

The way that the blonde's erection weighed his tongue down; how he felt sitting down his throat. The taste of his skin, the scent of his pelvis, the tickle of his pubic hair against his nose. It was all fucking amazing. He slid his right hand up to rest on his husband's spread thigh, hands sliding along them in a caress. A moan leaving the blonde who leaned back in his seat. His head nuzzled down with his nose buried in those blonde pubic hairs delightfully.

His head spun weakly with the rush of the moment; the exhilaration that he managed to deep throat his husband like this. There was something so good about having his husband down his throat like this. About feeling how hard he was; how it only allowed for the barest wisps of air to make it down to his lungs with his heart racing with excitement. His tongue wiggling slightly before he began to rub it up against the underside of his husband's erection.

Rubbing against his piercings. This earned him another moan from his husband as he swallowed to keep from drooling over his pelvis. Slurping then swallowing as he continued to rub his tongue against the blonde when his erection twitched over his tongue. Down his throat. It had him shuddering at the sensation with the tears drying on his cheek in an itchy line as he suckled around his husband.

He'd never taken it down this far in the beginning before, but he liked it. He liked changing it up even the smallest bit. He sucked at his husband who tightened his grasp on his hair much to his delight with a slight tug on his scalp that had his back arching. His cock twitching in a volley with wet drops soaking into his boxers when he got a hard tug on his hair. A harsh pull that had him moaning around his husband.

There was so much excitement. A rush that had him inhaling then letting out on a shaky exhale when he swallowed around his husband. And again. Swallowing fiercely which had the blonde moaning with a movement that had the chair bucking lightly. Falling back, no doubt. He swallowed around his husband again and again delightedly with his hands squeezing his thighs. He knew if someone walked in that they'd question Hizashi.

Flushed as he was, the way he was no doubt sitting, would make anyone question the blonde. And with himself hidden beneath the desk? There was no doubt he'd be missed. That not a soul would know he was there immediately. It had him groaning around his husband as he sucked at the twitching shaft weighing his tongue down when he swallowed again. Trying to calm his body ever so slightly to grow used to the shaft filling up his throat.

Kneading at his husband's thighs absentmindedly, he forced his eye open to stare up at his husband who was looking down at him with such-such hunger. Such lust that it had his blood setting aflame with a new burst of heat beneath his skin. And ohhh, if that look didn't have blood gushing through his veins to streak down, down, down. Aching with how fast it streamed through his veins down to his frantically twitching cock.

A moan in his throat when the blonde squeezed his hair which had a spark racing down his back. So good, so good, so good. He was drowning. He suckled at his husband when he let his eye flutter shut again with his skin ripping with heat. Hot, hot, hot. He was so hot over this; more so than he thought he'd be. He swallowed around his husband again with fingers holding his hair tightly when he took a slow, shaking breath in.

And, deciding to test himself, he lifted his head up then down in a shallow bob. This had his husband moaning at him with fingers squeezing his hair again when he lifted his head up then dropped it in another bob. And another. Another, another, another. He bobbed his head cautiously, the slick slide of his husband's erection down his throat, was a sensation that had his toes curling in his boot.

Bobbing his head shallowly, he suckled at the blonde with his hands clenching his thighs that trembled slightly beneath them with his husband moaning above him. He shivered at the sound of his husband's low, shameless moaning as he bobbed his head in slow, careful bobs that remained shallow. His hands kneading at the blonde's thighs that tried to spread themselves wider.

He bobbed his head slowly with his hair swaying against the sides of his face lightly with the blonde whining softly when he gave a harder suck. There was a rush to the scenario he hadn't thought would be there; one that had his cock hardening up faster than he thought possible as his thighs pressed together. Rubbing. His knees digging into the floor with his hands holding onto his husband who groaned down at him.

Something about doing something sexual, something naughty, in such a public setting? It was hot. Unbelievably hot. He kept up his slow, cautious bobs when his husband squeezed his hair again in a tight hold that had him shivering when his back arched slightly. His hands squeezing his husband's thighs as he began to move his head quicker. Changing the slowness for something that betrayed his eagerness. His urgency.

He bobbed his head somewhat quicker despite his better judgement, but it had his husband moaning lowly above him. Encouraging him. Emboldened him to keep moving. Sucking at the twitching shaft, he flicked the tip of his tongue at the piercings delightedly. Toying with them with licks, rubs, and grinds of his tongue. Sucking at the blonde as he bobbed his head in that quick rhythm of his while he remained shallow.

Staying near the base but the blonde didn't seem to mind it whatsoever. Bobbing his head shallowly on the blonde, he swallowed with a slurp to keep from drooling on the blonde. Swallowing hard around the blonde who huffed out above him with a sharp exhale as nails dragged over his scalp as he bobbed his head fast. Quick. He was more than happy to continue in his quick, shallow bobbing.

He suckled at the blonde when his erection twitched against his tongue. His own cock twitched as it hardened up into an erection that had his thighs rubbing together again. His knees dug into the floor with his thighs squeezing together when Hizashi's other hand buried itself into his hair. Twisting into it just like the other when he felt fingers clutching at his hair. Holding onto him tightly with the blonde moaning at him lowly.

Shivers. He bobbed his head quickly down near the base with those blonde pubic hairs tickling his nose each time he dove for the base when he rubbed his tongue against his piercings. Toying with them. Loving the moan, it got him from the blonde as he held onto his trembling thighs with the blonde clinging to his hair. Trying his best to wrap his tongue around the blonde slightly, he rubbed it against the twitching shaft the best that he could. Suckling at him.

Playing with his piercings slightly with the tip of his tongue and rubbing against them. He then took a breath through his nose before sliding himself up further. Not by much but enough for it to make a difference as his cock slid from his throat slightly with the head resting down it before diving back for the base. Sliding down his throat with a weak gag overtaking him but he held onto his husband. Like he was a lifeline.

Bobbing his head at this new depth, he sucked at the blonde who arched his hips from the chair slightly in a twitch with hands holding his hair tightly. So tight. It sent sparks racing down his back which he positively adored. He eagerly bobbed with hands holding onto him; thighs trembling beneath his hand. He didn't know who was getting off on this harder; himself or Hizashi.

His erection strained effortlessly against his damp boxers with a happy twitch when he sucked at his husband. Pulling at him. Sucking, sucking, sucking. Rubbing his tongue against him. He let his teeth drag lightly over the sensitive skin which had his husband moaning breathlessly at him in encouragement. Ecstatic. It lit his blood aflame as he continued to move with his curls swaying against his back with the movements of his head.

Sucking at his husband to get the salt of his skin when he felt the head of his cock brushing the back of his throat before sliding down it again and again. The tears had dried on his cheeks, but it left them feeling itchy; sticky without touching it. His lashes were still wet but he knew if he opened his eye, if he looked at his husband, he knew it would only serve to turn the blonde on more.

He bobbed his head quickly with his hands holding onto his husband as he tried to keep an ear out. Tried to be the vigilant one but it was hard. Very, very hard. He listened to the faint, wet sound of his mouth as he bobbed his head on the blonde. As he swallowed to keep from drooling on the man. The light sucks that came from the way he suckled at the blonde fervently.

He clung to the blonde as his knees dug into the floor with an ache spreading up his squirming thighs. He made sure to bob his head quickly with piercings clicking lightly over his teeth as two popped in and out. Rubbing over his lip lightly when he pinched them to suck at his husband harder. He loved the keening moan it got him from the blonde who tightened his grasp on his hair in a tug that had him moaning back at his husband.

It felt darker. As if the bright lights overhead made the world outside darker with that unmistakable feeling that it was late. He sucked at his husband fervently with his tongue moving to flick and play with the piercings; prodding, pushing, nudging. Listening to the light click as they hit off of his teeth. Rubbing over his lip. He loves it; loves, loves, loves it. His husband's erection twitched over his tongue as it slipped down his throat again and again.

He swallowed around him which had the blonde squirming beneath his hands. As if those thighs wanted to open wider for him. Bobbing his head quick, quick, quick, he relished in the feeling of his cock slipping in and out of his throat. The rub of it against his throat. There was nothing he adored more than the slick slide of the blonde's erection. Slipping down his throat. Hitting lightly at the back of it each time he dove down for the base.

There was so much heat under his skin. So hot he didn't know what to do with himself. He dragged his nails over the leather material of his husband's pants. Trying to hold on better. Tighter. His erection twitched as wet drops soaked into his boxers. He didn't know what the blonde was going to do about it, but the man had promised he'd get a reward for this. And there was nothing he loved more than having his rewards.

Nothing he loved more than having the blonde give him a "treat" to spoil him. Bobbing his head quickly with his hair brushing his hot cheeks, he almost wished he'd taken his eyepatch off, but it was much too late for that. Sucking at his husband eagerly, he lifted his head up further then dove down for the base. The soft sound of his sucking filling the quiet of the room.

The light squeak of the chair as his husband squirmed. The hardness of the floor beneath his knees. The light brush of the desk against the back of his head. There was so much about the moment that was fucking hot. He clung to his husband eagerly with his heart hammering against his chest. Holding onto those trembling thighs when his husband moaned lowly at him with a squeak of the chair as the blonde squirmed.

There was a rush to the moment; not knowing if someone was going to walk in. Not knowing if he was as well hidden as he thought he was. He knew his boots would be visible. Would it be obvious what they were doing? Would it be painfully obvious when they looked at his husband's red face? He had not a clue but God if it wasn't like lightening in his blood. He sucked at his husband with the slick slide of his piercings against his tongue had him moaning around his husband.

When he bottomed out at the base, he felt his husband's hips moving to grind against his lips as he swallowed around him again and again. Loving the twitches of his shaft with the blonde moaning lowly at him when he then lifted his head up, up, up to that halfway point. The same spot he'd stopped at before taking him down his throat and then dove for the base. Long, sleek slides up and down as he bobbed his head fast as he could.

At least without slamming his head off of the bottom of the table as he sucked at the man. Hard pulls that had his husband moaning with hips twitching slightly when he felt a light push on his head each time he dove for the base. A pull on his hair when he would slide upwards. It had him shivering when he clung to his husband who groaned lowly in his throat; a sound that snapped over him.

Heat raced under his skin leaving him unbelievably flushed as he bobbed his head along the blonde. Eager. Excited. Exhilarated. He had not a clue which word fit better as he bobbed his head in compliance with the light push and pull of his husband's hands in his hair. Hands cupping the back of his head with nails dragging over his scalp had his hips bucking instinctively. And then there was a vibration of his phone on the table behind him.

He hummed around his husband who squirmed with a groan back at him to which he began to hum. Making sure to hum hard each time the blonde slipped down his throat; a hard vibration that had the blonde's hips bucking against his mouth to grind. A whimper bursting out of his husband that stabbed right into his eardrums. It had him wincing when he sucked at his husband with that humming continuing with the blonde pushing and pulling.

A weak guiding that he didn't mind in the slightest bit. If anything, he found it hot. There's nothing he loves more than when Hizashi fisted his hair and forced him up and down with a blinding speed. He happily squeezed his husband's thighs as he sucked at the blonde with his head bobbing quickly along the blonde's shaft. God, there's nothing better than being buried between his husband's thighs like this.

Nothing he loved more than being able to suck at the blonde fervently the way that he was. He was euphoric. More turned on than he ever thought he'd be over this as he dug his nails into his husband's leather pants. Holding onto him as he bobbed his head fast, fast, fast with sleek dives to the base where hips ground against his mouth gently. Hands pushing him down as if to coax him to move faster than he was already moving.

And then fingers were pulling on his hair to which he flew up his husband's erection in compliance before diving back down with the blonde moaning at him in that low, throaty pitch that snapped over him. That had his blood crackling through his veins with a heat that had him huffing in desperately. He eagerly sucked at the blonde with hard swallows each time he bottomed out. Up and down, up and down, up and down.

Moaning around the blonde with the blonde holding onto him with fingers twisted up so tightly in his hair that it sent sparks down his back. The heat snapped under his skin; a building pressure that had him huffing through his nose. Making sure to move his tongue when he began to inch up higher. The head of his husband's erection rubbing over the back of his tongue. Coming up further allowing him to grind the middle of his tongue against the head of his cock.

Letting it slip over his tongue and back down his throat as he reached the base with wisps of air getting down his throat to his hungry lungs. Gasping for air the second he came up when he possibly could to keep from getting too dizzy. He squeezed his husband's trembling thighs with hands pulling him up and down, up and down. And he moved with those hands the best he could.

Flying up and down along his husband's shaft that twitched against his tongue. Down his throat. The rolling rub of those piercings over his tongue and down his throat had him moaning delightedly with his heart jumping in his chest with the blonde moaning up above him. Not a drop of decorum or hesitation in the way his husband was moaning; it was low, but it would be unmistakable if the blonde was caught.

And he hoped to God that they weren't caught. He listened to the wet sound of his suction; the slurp of his swallows as he struggled to keep from drooling. It was hard to remember to swallow when he was so focused on sucking, humming, and wrapping his tongue around the twitching shaft weighing his tongue down. He sucked at the blonde urgently, happily, with those hands coaxing him up and down quickly.

Hips grinding against his mouth gently each time he bottomed out with a movement he fucking adores. And then he was yanked upwards and as he was pushed down to the base, he felt his husband's hips jump up. A gentle thrust down his throat but God if it didn't have him moaning around his husband with a burst of volume he winced at. He hadn't meant to be so loud but God, he couldn't help it.

He couldn't help it one bit when he felt his husband's hips moving. Thrusting down his throat which was positively amazing. Oh, it had him moaning around his husband again with a lower volume but one that had his husband moaning back at him. Hands tugged him up and down which he moved along with without thinking twice about it. Letting his husband tug at his hair with sparks racing down his back that had his erection twitching.

Straining against his boxers with wet drops of pre-come soaking into the thin fabric. There was nothing he wanted more than to dive to the base again and again. Huffing through his nose the moment his throat was free to feed his hungry lungs. Letting himself being shoved down to the base by the blonde's hands with fingers tugging at his hair sharply. Panting breaths taken by himself and his husband.

He slid his head up and down with his husband's hips jumping up to thrust down his throat. A sensation that felt absolutely, positively amazing. Sucking fervently at his husband, he happily moved his head up and down in compliance with those pulling and pushing hands. Moving fast, fast, fast with his husband panting shakily above him as his erection throbbed lightly down his throat.

He made sure to begin humming again around his husband which had the blonde moaning at him delightedly with fingers twisting up in his hair to hold on to him. Tugging and pushing. Gentle thrusts down his throat that he absolutely loved the sensation of. He sucked at his husband with a whimper in his throat that broke up his humming briefly. Hollowing his cheeks out slightly which had the blonde moaning at him enthusiastically with fingers squeezing his hair.

It sent sparks racing down his back when he swallowed down a whimper that made his humming shaky for a moment. God, there's nothing better than this. The taste of him, the feel of him, the smell of him was all so fucking amazing. When his husband had brought up a blowjob earlier around lunch, he'd been skeptical. He hadn't known how he'd look forward to it but now that he was doing it?

Well, he had to admit that he was far, far more excited than he thought he'd be. He bobbed his head fast; rubbing his tongue against the head that dripped pre-come shamelessly onto his tongue each time he slid upwards. Diving for the base with an eagerness that was shared. Something he felt in the way that his husband's hips jumped up to thrust against his mouth. Both moving together to meet one another as he suckled at the blonde firmly.

Humming hard as he could with his lips pinched tightly around the blonde. Letting his teeth lightly drag over his skin as he sucked at the blonde. And then he felt his husband shifting slightly with hands shoving his hand to the base. And then they stayed there; still. He strained his ears the best he could to see if he could catch the sound of anyone approaching. A rattle of the door. Anything.

And when there was nothing, his husband began to tug him up and down again; resuming like they'd never stopped for that split second. He was moved far faster this time round; an urgency that was making itself known as his husband grunted lowly with his fingers twisted up in his hair with tugs that had sparks racing down his back. His shaking pants being huffed down each time, he slid upwards. It was dizzying.

Being slid up to the head where he suckled and prodded at the slit for those drops of pre-come, he needed then being shoved down to the base. God, this was hot. It was so, so hot and he was happy he'd gone along with his husband's idea. With his plan. It had his heart hammering against his chest in solid hits as his head was forced up and down, up and down. His nose bumping into his husband's pelvis from the hard press of his husband's hands.

He didn't mind it in the slightest bit. He didn't care if his nose ached afterwards; it was all too addicting to suck at the blonde. To swallow, slurp, and suck at his husband while his hands forced him up and down. To let the blonde do as he pleased while those hips began to hit harder against his mouth which had his lips tingling viciously. Had his breaths catching in his throat only to rasp out of him as the blonde pulled him up and down.

Fingers tugging at his hair sharply with his toes curling in his boot tightly as his knees dug into the floor. Leaning into his husband who planted his feet to the floor to keep from rolling away. He squeezed at his husband's thighs as he sucked at the blonde fervently. Hollowing his cheeks out slightly when he slurped as he swallowed the pooling saliva in his mouth. This action had his husband moaning.

A deep, guttural moaning that had his blood flaming with heat; a heat that flashed under his skin with a snapping intensity. There was nothing he wanted more than to melt under the blonde's hands. To melt into the floor. He didn't know what his prize was going to be, but he hoped it was going to be something good. The blonde's hands forced him up and down, up and down, with his nose bumping his pelvis again and again.

Slammed down to it with hips swinging up to hit against his mouth. Thrusts down his throat that had him moaning around the blonde who clutched at his hair. Squeezing fistfuls of it to his hands with heaving gasps being taken by the blonde who thrusted down his throat again and again. Strikes against his mouth that had his lips positively buzzing with the hits.

They'd be swollen afterwards but he knew he wouldn't care about it. If anything, it would inspire Hizashi to kiss him when they were done. And he wants nothing more than for those lips to come down on his own. There's nothing he wants more than that as he sucked at his husband harder, harder, harder. Rubbing his tongue against his shaft, doing his best to wrap it around him, and pinching his lips together.

He suckled at the blonde who was throbbing over his tongue and down his throat. Throbbing, throbbing, throbbing. His own erection was giving fervent throbs of its own with that pre-come soaking his boxers. He squeezed his husband's thighs tightly with nails digging into the material of them. He was so hot. Hot, hot, hot. He didn't know how he didn't burst into flames as his husband slid him up and down quickly along his shaft with moans spilling out of the blonde.

His thighs shifting beneath his hands before spreading impossibly wide while those hands slammed him down to his pelvis again and again with his nose crushing itself to his pelvis. Moaning delightedly at his husband in response with his hands holding onto the blonde who clutched at his hair fiercely sending sparks down his back. His hips bucking into the air instinctively with a whimper leaving him when his husband yanked at his hair.

Jerking him up and down, up and down, up and down. It had him huffing through his nose when he had the chance to do so with his tongue prodding at the head. Sucking at his husband fervently with his lashes tickling his cheeks with the blonde squeezing fistfuls of his hair. God, when his husband had first mentioned it, he hadn't thought he'd get so hot over this but here he was, sizzling away.

Slammed down then jerked up, his husband's hands controlled the movements of his head with moans spilling out of the blonde in response with nails dragging over his scalp. It had his back arching with a keening moan spilling out of him when the blonde slammed him down to his pelvis. A hit of hips against his mouth that had him swallowing hard around his husband who moaned.

The chair buckling with his squirms and shifts of weight with hands holding his hair. Cupping his head as he was yanked up and down faster, faster, faster as he sucked at his husband. Rubbing his tongue against his throbbing shaft, sucking fiercely at him, which earned him a keening moan from his husband. He was grateful no one had come back to the room; fuck, he didn't want to stop.

If he was honest with himself, he wanted to push the limits; he wanted to see what it was that he could get away with. He wanted to see how far they could take this. How far Hizashi was willing to take it. He moaned at the thought with his hands shaking as his nails dug into the leather with his lips pinching together. He hollowed out his cheeks again with those hard sucks that had his husband moaning at him.

Nails dragging over his scalp with tugs on his hair that had him huffing through his nose the moment his throat was free of that delightful cock of his. Fuck him. He was the hottest he'd ever been, and he was so grateful his husband had suggested this to him. He'd never see this room the same way again and Hizashi knew he wouldn't. The blonde moaned at him when he suckled fervently at the blonde with his hands clinging to the blonde.

Moaning when hips struck at his mouth when he suckled harder at the blonde who thrusted harder in response. Hard hits against his mouth that had his lips tingling while he suckled at the blonde eagerly. Delightedly. His husband's shameless moaning had his blood lit aflame with heat; his skin sizzling with that heat when he whimpered as his husband gasped in.

"Fu-Fuck, baby! Do you ha-have any idea how go-good you look with my co-cock in your mouth? How fuckin' pre-pretty you are? Su-Sucking my cock like the desperate little slut you are! Ah! Mmmm! You're so-so gooood, baby! Hnn! You li-like sucking it? Like ha-having my cock in your mouth? God, yes, baby! Suck it just li-like that! Like that! Ohhh, fuck! Fuck, baby, if yo-you keep makin' that fa-ffface at me I won't be able to- Nnghnn! Fuck! Fuck, fuck! I'm go-gonna fuck you so goood when we get home! You li-like that idea?" ⭐

He moaned out his response at his husband who was slamming his head up and down quickly. So, fast it was damn near dizzying. He sucked at his husband's erection with that eagerness twisting into his chest; the excitement with his lips pinching tightly together as he let his husband tug and push his head. So damn fast with hips striking at his mouth again and again; hard hits against his mouth that had him moaning in response.

His hands holding onto trembling, tensing thighs of his husband's. His nails digging into his leather pants to keep a good hold on something to keep himself leveled. His knees were aching from the digging press into the floor; it was rough on the stump of his right thigh. It ached. But God if he wasn't willing to see this to the end. If he didn't want to see this to its completion as his husband jerked his head up and down. Fast, fast, fast.

Sucking hard at the blonde who clutched at his hair tightly sending sparks racing over his screaming scalp and down his back. It had his erection twitching frantically with his hips thrusting instinctively into the air again as his thighs squeezed together. Moaning around his husband's throbbing erection as fingers tugged at his hair. A pull that had him shuddering as his back arched slightly. He could feel the bottom of the desk grazing his head lightly.

Surprised his head didn't slam off of it but he couldn't think. Couldn't figure it out when he was intent on sucking his husband's throbbing cock. Swallowing, humming, licking. Doing his best to make the blonde feel good the only way that he possibly could. He sucked at his husband in fervent pulls that had the blonde moaning down at him with an enthusiastic note to the sound as Hizashi's hands twisted up in his hair.

God, does he love that. Does he love how those fingers squeezed his hair and had his scalp screaming from the tight pull of those fingers. It had him huffing through his nose when the blonde's erection slid down his throat again. Filling it up so fucking good it had him moaning as his humming was lost. Forgotten. He clung to the blonde's thighs with his heart hammering against his chest.

Throbbing quietly in his ears. Nothing could stop him now; absolutely nothing. He clung to the blonde's thighs that shook and tensed beneath his hands. Huffing, rasping pants being taken above him as hips struck at his mouth again and again. Hits that had him moaning at the blonde when he rubbed his tongue against his throbbing shaft. Sucking at him fervently, fiercely, with his cheeks hollowing themselves out with the blonde's moans filling the room.

Making the large area feel so much smaller with how loud his husband was. It would be a dead give away if someone were to walk by now. There'd be no doubting what was going on in this room. He just hoped that they could get away with it; that they were as alone in the building as they believed themselves to be. After all, the dorms were filled up, students had gone home, and the teachers were at their own dorms.

Surely that would be enough privacy for the two of them. Swallowing around his husband's erection, he tried to focus on humming. Putting a force behind the vibrations which had his husband grunting before a growl snapped out of him. A snapping, guttural sound that had his toes curling in his boots tightly when his husband slammed him down to the base. Crushing him to his pelvis and God if he doesn't fucking love that.

If he doesn't love the way his husband jerked him up and down with his head spinning wildly the way that it was. Huffing through his nose pants that he desperately needed with his hands clutching at his husband's thighs fiercely. His erection twitched in a volley as pre-come dripped into the fabric. Soaking him through. He whimpered around the blonde as he sucked at the throbbing thing in his mouth desperately, urgently.

His husband was rasping in his pants to which he fought the urge to open his eyes. He can imagine the sight above him. Imagine the way his husband's lashes fluttered on his red cheeks. How his brows would squeeze together so tightly they created those little wrinkles he adored smoothing out. The way his lip would curl faintly as his mouth hung open with his racing pants.

How his desire would twist on that red face with that wisp of hair clinging to his husband's clammy forehead. His own forehead felt pretty clammy. He could imagine the way those eyes would open up and those blown pupils rendering irises to rings, would stare down at him. He can imagine the lustful, hungry, desire filled heat in those green eyes as he stared down at him.

As those hands forced him up and down quickly with the blonde moaning loudly at him without a drop of hesitation. As if he were confident, they were the only ones left in the building. It had him moaning with his husband in response when the blonde was gasping. His erection throbbing over his tongue and sliding down his throat again and again. It was always a unique, amazing sensation to have his husband's erection throbbing down his throat like that.

Ohhhh, it was like nothing else. Pressing himself into his husband's pelvis as he was shoved down, he nuzzled his nose into his husband's pelvis. The sound of his fast, shallow breaths was deafening when he was yanked up with his mouth sucking at the blonde. Swallowing, licking, dragging his teeth lightly over him. Loving how he throbbed down his throat so deliciously that he was half tempted to reach up.

To see if he could feel his husband throbbing through his throat. If the blonde would feel it if he rubbed at his throat. He moaned at the thought as he was jerked up and down, up and down, with those strong hands squeezing his hair tightly. Holding on tightly with the blonde moaning at him like he was the greatest thing in the world. And God if that didn't do something for him.

If it didn't have him sucking hard, hard, hard at his husband who slipped down his throat effortlessly without even trying. Without so much as a gag now that his body was adjusted to the feeling. To the sensation. He clung to those trembling thighs with his husband's pants rasping up above him with slight hitches as they raced faster. A telltale signs his husband was close. That he was getting close or was possibly even getting there right now.

He could feel how those thighs were tensing up beneath his hands. How his hips slammed against his mouth faster, harder, with an urgency that was all too obvious. How he was jerked up and down so damn fast he was sure he'd be dizzy when he opened his eye. There was no doubt about it that he was going to be swaying on his knees when they broke away.

And he fucking loves the idea of the blonde helping him stand on his legs that felt so weak. His crotch aching so fervently it had him whimpering at the thought of being even slightly touched. He felt like he could come from this alone. His trapped erection throbbed just like Hizashi's did over his tongue. What a way to go it'd be to come from sucking his husband off.

From choking on his cock that was so fucking good as it slid down his throat. He truly was half tempted to reach up and rub his husband through his throat, but it didn't matter. His husband's breaths were rasping down when he was crying out as his hands jerked his head up. So fast that the top of his head slammed off of the table with a rattle that had him shouting but the blonde didn't seem to hear him.

Instead, hips dragged back with his erection sliding free from his mouth when he reached up. Grabbing the base instinctively to keep his husband from getting too far away as he gasped in his air the moment his mouth was free. He kept his eye shut and God if he wasn't glad for it. Because, before he knew it, his husband was tensing up with that erection pulsing in his hand. The first shot was hot; it was always hot.

It landed on his cheek to which he gasped at the hot spurt landing on his cheek. Then his nose. On his eyepatch. His hairline. Rolling down his forehead. Over his eye. Coming, coming, coming. There seemed to be no end to the spurts that were landing on his face; rope after rope of come being pumped out of his husband who trembled. His cry choking off into silence with his thigh flexing beneath his hand as his come spurted onto his face.

He didn't know how to feel about it, but he knew there was no point in changing it. Yelling at him. He instead held himself still while his husband twisted and squirmed in his chair with mewling whimpers leaving the blonde. He held his slick erection that pulsed fervently in his hand. Hard throbbing pulses that had his thighs rubbing together restlessly when his husband finally sighed out.

A weak dribble, no doubt, leaving the blonde that dripped down onto his thigh and soaking into his jumpsuit. Fuck. He then felt his husband pulling away as he let his hand slide over his slick erection when he felt tendrils fluttering down his chin. His hands pressed to the cool floor when he listened to the wheels dragging over the floor and he crawled forward. Huffing much like his husband who was scrambling to grab something off of his desk.

A hand kept his hair scraped back from his face. He appreciated it. He let his husband work out whatever he was grabbing when he frowned at the tissue being dragged over his cheek. Across his eye, nose, and forehead. Scraping the come up the best it could which he couldn't help but be dissatisfied with. It didn't feel clean. And then his husband was letting his hair go and there was a slight roll of the chair and the quiet sound of something being opened. Crinkling.

And then the cool touch of a wipe on his face had him tilting his head back as he let his husband scrub at his face gently. There was no helping his eyepatch; it'd need to be washed. Or thrown out. He was just grateful he had extras. His husband used another wipe on his face to make sure he was clean as possible when he opened his eye up to look up. His husband was panting, his erection softening as his cock twitched and he found himself crawling forward.

His hands lightly slapping over the floor when he buried himself between his husband's thighs again. His hips squirming which his husband caught as he watched his husband tuck himself away. Then hands were held out to him to which he used to pull himself up on shaky legs as he crawled into his husband's lap again. His hips canting forward with a whimper in his throat when the blonde looked down at him with a hunger flaring in those green eyes.

And then he was leaning forward to catch those lips in a sizzling kiss. One that burned and blistered. One that was hotter than the others as he wrapped his arms around his husband's shoulders. He kissed his husband with a passion that had the blonde wheezing out a breath as their lips moved together fervently. Fiercely. Passionately. Kisses that had him eager to receive and give back.

Holding onto his husband he then pulled back with a trembling breath as his husband chased after him. Did he want to wait to get home? Did he want to hold it that long? What if they ran into Hitoshi? Eri? How could he explain away an erection? He wriggled as lips trailed along his jaw down his throat when he took a shaking breath then cleared his throat. It felt thick. Sore. And he met those burning green eyes of his husband. He tapped his husband's chin when he forced those words out of him.

"I'm-I'm not waiting 'til we ge-get home! Yo-You're going to ta-take me to my do-dorm room!" Eyes smoldered at him when he then twisted his left hand up to squeeze the nape of his husband's neck firmly. Tilting his face up while he tapped his chin with his fingers when he then grinned widely at his husband who was beginning to grin himself with those eyes flaring at him when he cleared his throat again. "And yo-you're going to fuck me in-into that shitty twi-twin mattress! Got it?"

"Yes, sir!"