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Satoru woke up feeling a bit sore. He rolled over and caught sight of the most amazing thing. Suguru was sound asleep, inky hair falling over his face and a peaceful expression. He stared at him, heart turning into a hummingbird and beating rapidly. He was afraid that if he reached out and touched Suguru he’d disappear.
Yet, he did it anyway. Swiping his soft, raven hair from his face. Suguru stirred and opened his eyes, sleepily groaning and then smirking.
“Morning doll,” he said, voice thick with sleep.
“Oh god, you’re real,” Satoru whispered. He shifted closer under the blankets and snuggled Suguru’s ample pecs, breathing in his scent and sighing. He was so warm.
“What do you say I make you breakfast?”
“Let’s stay in bed a little longer,” Satoru suggested and closed his eyes. He could get used to this. This blissful feeling of being in his boyfriend’s arms.
Suguru hummed in response and held Satoru closer, squeezing him slightly and kissing the crown of his head. “This is nice too.”
Satoru smiled against his chest and wiggled his butt happily. His hole was still tender from last night but he didn’t worry about that. Because it was a symbol of what had taken place. He still couldn’t believe he slept with Suguru. He was about to ask him if he thought any different of him when he felt Suguru’s cock poke him.
“Someone’s happy.”
Suguru let out a chuckle. “Can’t help it when I’ve got you in my arms, Toru. You’re just so perfect and sexy.”
Satoru preened. His stomach did somersaults and he pulled back a bit to look at Suguru’s expression. He had this smirk on his lips that made him want to kiss it off his face. He brushed his nose against Suguru’s and smiled.
The hot length pressed against him again, this time twitching and Satoru felt his own come to life, dribbling out precum. They slowly grinded their hips against each other, pressing their heated lengths to each other and Suguru let out a soft moan.
“Mmm,” Suguru sighed.
Satoru tentatively reached down between their bodies and wrapped his fingers around their cocks as he rolled his hips. “Feels good.”
The soft satiny skin of Suguru’s dick gliding over his was driving him crazy. His hole flinched and he suddenly ached for him to be inside. He rolled over and lifted his leg over Suguru’s pressing the tip of his cock to his hole.
“Can we? I’m still stretched.”
Suguru moaned deep in his chest as he took over Satoru’s hands and crested his entrance, slipping inside easily. Satoru let out a soft whine and rocked down on Suguru’s cock, relishing the stretch, the heat, the way he filled him so completely.
Morning sex was something that Satoru often fantasized about. He felt SUguru lube him up before pushing inside and sighed happily. He loved the feeling of him inside of him. Suguru thrusted slowly, seemingly enjoying the languid thrusts as much as Satoru was.
“You’re still so wet for me.”
Satoru hummed and reached down to service himself. Slow tugs that brought him closer and closer to edge. Everything was so perfect, so right, so lovely. Suguru rolled him over onto his stomach and hovered over his body, thrusting a bit faster.
“So good, so fucking good.”
Satoru clenched around him, letting out a squeak when Suguru fucked him harder and faster. His breaths coming out in deep huffs. He grunted, and leaned down, chest flush against Satoru’s back and circled his muscular arms around him as he held him down and chased his orgasm inside of him.
Satoru was mindless. All he could think was that this felt so damn good. Suguru was so big and was filling him so amazingly. Satoru bit down on his pillow to muffle his moans. But Suguru slipped a hand under his chin and turned his face so their lips could crash together sloppily.
Satoru let Suguru map his mouth, enjoying the feeling of his wet muscle exploring, memorizing, dominating his mouth. He groaned and rolled his hips, the tip of his dick pressing hard against his sheets.
Suguru moved one hand down to his waist and held him down harder with bruising force as he kissed along his neck. He sucked hard, teeth teasing Satoru’s skin until they bit down hard, causing Satoru to yelp in ecstasy.
It was almost too much. Satoru felt heat coil low in his abdomen and clenched even harder.
“You’re sucking me in,” Suguru whispered against his neck.
“I can’t help it. Ah– Suguru please right there!”
Satoru was going insane with the way Suguru was striking his prostate. He was abusing the poor thing, hitting it with every thrust that he swore he saw stars. He gathered the pillow in his arms and squeezed it as he screwed his eyes shut from the pleasure.
It was becoming harder not to hold his breath as he grew closer and closer. Suguru pushed off his back and yanked Satoru’s hips up as he thrusted into him with a ferocity that Satoru didn’t think was possible.
Suguru was grunting and moaning with every plunge. Saying the most obscene things that were driving Satoru insane. He gripped the pillow harder, biting his bottom lip til it nearly bled as he swallowed down moan after moan. He was so close now. He could nearly see the edge.
“I’m gonna–”
“Yes, cum for me Toru. Squeeze me tight.”
Satoru didn’t need to be told twice. He cried out Suguru’s name and rocked back on Suguru’s cock in time with his undulating hips. The pressure was building exponentially. So powerful and all encompassing.
Finally like a cork popping off of a bottle of champagne, Satoru came, spilling his seed all over his sheets while his walls clamped down on Suguru’s thick cock. He reached behind himself, grasping Suguru’s flesh and held him still as he shivered and shuddered from his climax.
Suguru continued fucking him, slower now and carefully dragging his blunt nails down Satoru’s back as he rode out his own orgasm. Satoru could feel his dick pulsing inside him, painting his walls with hot spurts of his release.
They collapsed in a heap of panting limbs and exhausted bodies. Satoru felt gummy, boneless and euphoric. He could still feel Suguru inside of him, growing flaccid, fucking his cum deeper inside of him.
“Sugu–”
“I’m here,” Suguru whispered and curled around Satoru protectively.
They laid there breathing hard and sweating for a few more moments until Satoru felt the last of the waves of his orgasm rock his body. He shuddered.
There was a knock at the door and Satoru heard Utahime’s voice through it. “Rise and shine!”
The knob turned and for a brief second Satoru panicked that she’d come in and see them both covered in their mess. But he’d forgotten that he’d locked the door as the knob rattled.
“Utahime, they’re probably fucking, let’s just go to breakfast,” came Shoko’s voice.
Satoru sighed and let the tension leave his body. He started to move when he noticed that Suguru was still inside him and squirmed.
“Suguru, we should go shower.”
Suguru made a noncommittal sound and slowly pulled out of Satoru’s abused ass. He sat back on his heels and watched as Satoru’s hole puckered and pushed out his cum.
“God that’s so hot.”
Satoru blushed and looked over his shoulder at Suguru who was staring so intently at his rear that it made his entire body feel hot. He’d slept with him for the second time and could no longer deny that it wasn’t addicting.
Slowly he rolled onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow. “Maybe you should take a picture.”
“Can I?”
Satoru jerked back surprised. He was joking but when Suguru reached for his phone, he suddenly felt shy.
“No.”
“Okay, let’s take a shower, I think I heard your roommates leave,” he offered with a cheeky grin.
The shower proved rather fruitless because Satoru was pressed up against the wall while Suguru rutted into him until Satoru came about three times. By the time they finished, the water was cold and Satoru was shivering.
Suguru grabbed one of the fluffy towels hanging on the rack and wrapped it around Satoru while pushing his wet inky hair from his face.
“I just can’t get enough of you.”
Satoru laughed as he hugged the towel around his shoulders. “I can tell. I had no idea how voracious you were.”
Suguru’s cheeks pinkened as he grabbed the other towel off the rack and dried his long hair with it. “I’m usually not, but you awaken something within me.”
Satoru grinned. He was happy that he could please his boyfriend. He dried his hair as well and then worked on his body, drying his long legs last before hanging the towel up and exiting the bathroom stark naked.
Usually he brought clothes with him to the shared bathroom to save the girls from seeing his nudity but since they were gone, he didn’t feel the need. It was his house too after all. He strode to his room and grabbed a pair of boxer briefs and slid into them while Suguru walked into his room, towel hanging low on his hips.
Satoru swallowed thickly. Here he was thoroughly fucked out but he could still feel the stirring down low at the sight of Suguru. How did he bag a boyfriend as hot as him? He stared for a few moments before jumping and grabbing a pair of sweatpants for Suguru to put on.
“Here, wear this.”
“Thanks doll,” Suguru said as he slipped into the pants and tied his long hair back into a low bun. His bangs swept out and hung by his eyes until he tucked the hair behind his pierced ears. “The day is young, what shall we do?”
Satoru had planned on going kayaking or something active with Suguru but with his body in the state that it was he just wanted to curl up on the couch and be lazy. “How about we just chill here? I can order takeout and we can snuggle on the sofa.”
Suguru’s cat-like eyes widened and he grinned. “I like the sound of that.”
A few hours later caught the two of them cuddling on the couch eating their food of choice while watching some reality television game show where people had to jump into a strange cut out over water.
“Do you think he’ll make it?” Satoru asked as he forced a bite of food into his mouth.
“Nah, he has to jump pretty high to make it.” Suguru responded.
Satoru smiled softly. This was nice. Domestic and calming. His body ached a bit from their earlier romps but he had not felt this happy in a long time. Nor this comfortable. He put his plate on the coffee table and settled into Suguru’s lap, staring up into his deep violet eyes.
“What’s on your mind?”
Satoru couldn’t help but smile. “You.”
“Me? When we’ve got this riveting show on?”
“You’re much more interesting.”
“Am I now?”
“Yes, I…” Satoru trailed.
Suguru’s fingers gilded over his cheek and pinched his earlobe playfully. “You what?”
“I really like you.”
“I really like you too,” Suguru replied, still tugging on Satoru’s earlobe. His hand then trailed down his neck and played with one of the many love marks he’d left on his body. “You know, I sat in front of you on purpose in class?”
Satoru’s heart thumped. “You did?”
“Yeah when I first saw you I knew I had to make you mine.”
Heat blossomed over Satoru’s cheeks. He looked at the television and watched as a contestant failed to make it through the cut out and land in the water. He bit his lip and glanced back at Suguru who was still gazing at him as if he’d hung the sun in the sky.
“I’m just grateful you said yes when I asked you out.”
“Me too. When I first saw you, I thought you were so hot. But you also had this aura of mystery to you that made me want to get to know you more.”
Suguru pressed down on a love mark and a tiny sting of pain made Satoru’s breath hitch. He parted his lips just as Suguru leaned down to kiss him. Their mouths met gently, teasingly, and sent tingles down Satoru’s spine.
They shifted on the couch, until Suguru was pressing his weight down on Satoru’s thinner body. Their lips never parting for more than a few seconds as they casually made out. Suguru tasted savory, like his food and something else. Satoru wasn’t sure but he slipped his tongue into Suguru’s mouth and roamed as he moaned.
Hands slid over his chest, tweaking his nipples causing him to arch up into Suguru. Everything felt so divine. He wrapped his legs around Suguru’s waist, rocking his hips as his cock came to life in his boxer briefs.
There was already a wet spot from precum leaking out the slit and when Suguru’s hand played with the waistband he gasped. Suguru’s touch was addicting. It was overstimulating and capable of driving him to the brink of insanity and back.
They dry humped for a few moments, both moaning into each other’s mouths and sloppily kissing until the front door opened and they sprang apart.
“See I told you!” Shoko said as she came in carrying bags of groceries. “His car was still out front.”
“Hey boys,” Utahime chirped. She too was carrying bags of groceries.
The two girls walked past the couch to the kitchen to begin putting the food away while Satoru squirmed underneath Suguru, face aflame.
“Carry on, we’re just dropping food off here before going back out,” Shoko called from the kitchen.
Satoru wormed his way from under Suguru and gave him a playful glare when he smirked at him, and rolled onto his back on the couch, dark inky hair fanning out behind his head.
“Wait, where are you two going?”
“We’re giving you two some alone time,” Utahime said.
Satoru gaped at both of them. “Why?”
“Oh please, I remember how Utahime and I were when we first started dating. You can have the house to yourselves this weekend, we’re just making sure you don’t starve. Though I see you already ordered out,” Shoko said.
Satoru was grateful. He pulled them both into a hug and whispered, “Thank you. You know you guys aren’t bad roommates.”
Utahime rolled her eyes and pulled out of the hug. “Just make sure to clean up behind yourself.”
It was Satoru’s turn to roll his eyes. He released Shoko from the hug and put his hands on his hips. “I’m not going to destroy the place.”
“Good because I’d like to get our deposit back,” Shoko deadpanned.
“Oh come on I’m not that messy!” Satoru pouted.
Both girls looked at each other and then burst out laughing. Only serving to make Satoru pout even more. “Whatever. I’m going back to my show.”
“Uh huh,” Utahime replied.
Satoru left them in the kitchen where he could hear the clinking of them putting stuff away and plopped back down on the couch next to Suguru, who gave him a curious look.
“My roommates are leaving for the weekend so we’ve got the house to ourselves.”
“Oh that’s nice of them,” Suguru said. He shifted on the couch, throwing an arm around Satoru and pulling him close to kiss the top of his head. “Why don’t we go out tonight. I know this place you might like. It’s got live music and nice drinks. I’ll have to stop by my place for some clothes though.”
Satoru perked up. Getting to see Suguru’s place made his pulse quicken. Were they moving too fast? They’d only known each other for a few months and had been dating for about a week before he gave in and slept with him. He started to worry his lip and Suguru’s thumb found its place there and gently pressed.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m just worried we’re moving too fast?”
“We’ve got to make up for lost time.”
“What lost time?”
“All those years I spent not knowing you, doll,” Suguru said with a wick grin.
“You’re so cheesy.” Satoru rolled his eyes.
“You like it,” Suguru smirked.
He was right. Satoru did like it.
Suguru’s place was nice. Satoru toed off his shoes at the entrance and walked onto plush carpet. He glanced around taking in the minimalist decor. Everything seemed like it had a place. He glanced back at Suguru and asked, “Do you live here alone?”
“No, I'm sharing the space with my friend, Sukuna. But he’s out of the country for the year doing a study abroad.”
“Oh,” Satoru said.
He wandered around while Satoru took the time to undo his boots at the entrance before he felt warm arms circle around his waist. “You look good in here. Like you belong.”
Satoru smiled. “That so?”
“Yeah, it’s so sexy of you.”
“Don’t tell me you–”
His words were cut off by a kiss that stole his breath away. Satoru whined in the back of his throat and then gasped in surprise at the sound. He didn’t realize that Suguru had so much pull over him.
He simply melted into his arms and let Suguru lead him to his room, walking backwards until the backs of his knees hit a soft mattress edge. Then Suguru gently pushed him back, climbing on top of the bed and pulling out his ponytail, letting his inky hair cascade down his broad shoulders.
“Mmph,” Satoru sounded as Suguru pressed his lips harder against his own. They kissed like starving beasts, clawing at each other’s clothes. A hand slipped beneath the mesh shirt Satoru had on and played with his chest. Suguru’s warm touch lit his nerves on fire.
When Suguru broke the kiss, his hair was wild, almost as wild as his heated gaze. It made Satoru feel small and fragile. His heart thumped crazily in his chest as he gulped down air like a drowning man.
“I thought you were just getting changed?”
“I couldn’t help myself. You look so pretty in my place, I just had to see you on my bed all breathless,” Suguru said.
Satoru bit his kiss-swollen lip and blushed. Suguru said the hottest things. His dick stirred in his tight jeans and he squeezed his thighs together in anticipation but Suguru simply climbed off of him and turned towards his closet.
“Don’t peek.”
“It’s not like I haven’t already seen you naked,” Satoru teased.
Suguru threw a smile over his shoulder and opened the closet doors, revealing a wardrobe of dark colored clothing. Satoru watched him hungrily as he got dressed as he pulled his legs into a criss-cross on the plush mattress.
Part of him was already thinking about how they’d end up here after they went out and he couldn’t wait. Sore and pliant, his hole fluttered and he swallowed thickly as his arousal made itself noticeable.
Suguru’s back muscles rippled as he pulled a simple graphic tee over his head and paired it with dark wash jeans. He pulled out a pair of platform boots and glanced back at Satoru still sitting on his bed.
“You coming? I don’t want to miss the music.”
Satoru wet his lips with a quick dart of his tongue and jumped off of Suguru’s bed, adjusting his half-hard dick into his waistband. It looked like he was going to have to wait. He followed Suguru to the entrance and slipped into his shoes while he watched Suguru lace up his boots. When they both stood up, Suguru was a few centimeters taller than him and Satoru found that incredibly hot.
“ Oh .”
“What is it, doll?”
Satoru looked away, heat flushing his cheeks. “Nothing. Let’s go.”
The place was a gay lounge. Smooth darkwave music could be heard from outside the doors as the two of them walked up hand in hand. Satoru was glad he let Suguru pick out his outfit because he noticed a bunch of other college aged students wearing similar dark, tight, clothing.
They got in line–which was moving quite fast–and chatted idly about nothing. Satoru couldn’t help but stare at Suguru’s eyes, how he’d lined them with dark kohl that only made them look even more cat-like.
When they finally got inside Satoru let Suguru drag him over to the bar where he ordered them drinks. “So what do you think?”
Satoru looked around at the people dancing on the dance floor, couples paired off at tables and booths and even a few wilder patrons grinding on some poles that were installed on a platform. The live music was being played by a local darkwave band. Their gritty gothic tunes sliding into Satoru’s ears like molasses.
“I like it,” Satoru said. “We should bring Shoko and Utahime here, they’d like it.”
“Next time then,” Suguru smiled.
He grabbed their drinks and nodded in the direction of a rare empty booth and Satoru followed him through the throng of people slowly grinding against each other to the dark music. Once they got to the booth, Suguru slid his drink over to him and Satoru took a sip, sweetness bursting over his tongue.
His eyebrows raised and he grinned. “This is delicious.”
“I noticed you liked sweet drinks,” Suguru said.
Satoru melted a bit just then. Seriously, how did he end up with the perfect boyfriend? Suguru was just so thoughtful and caring and really took to heart everything that Satoru loved.
“You know me so well,” he teased.
“I’d like to say I do,” Suguru responded.
The two of them sipped their drinks, casually people watching as the music throbbed through the air. Satoru felt the alcohol hit him quickly as it warmed his chest and made his shoulders relax. He hadn’t realized how anxious he was feeling until it faded away and the next thing he knew he was sucking down his drink and pulling Suguru onto the dance floor.
He turned around, placing Suguru’s hands on his hips as he grinded against him. He closed his eyes and lost himself in the music. Moving slowly like a charmed snake. He rolled his hips, noting the growing hardness in Suguru’s pants and smirked to himself.
He loved that he had this effect on him. Suguru leaned forward and pressed his lips to Satoru’s ear, whispering, “You turn me on so much.”
The words went right to his dick and his hole ached to be filled once more. They’d spent most of the morning indulging in each other’s bodies but Satoru was beginning to discover the blackhole within him that craved Suguru to fill him.
He turned around, letting Suguru plant a leg between his legs and rode his thigh and he arched back, the music driving him to give Suguru the show of a lifetime. He then pulled close and slotted his lips against Suguru’s kissing him drunkenly. He felt so loose and free.
“Baby,” Suguru moaned against his mouth. “Let’s go to the bathroom.”
The bathroom was nothing special. Just a garden variety room with several stalls that the two soon found themselves slipping into. Heated kisses were planted all along Satoru’s neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Satoru huffed.
“Are we really doing this here?”
“If you want to? Otherwise we can call it a night and I’ll take you on my bed, darling.”
Satoru wanted to respond but Suguru had shoved a hand under his shirt and was playing with the tightened nub of his nipple, stealing his breath away. Fooling around in a bathroom stall felt so juvenile, but also so right.
Suguru’s soft lips meshed against his in a dizzying fashion and Satoru’s knees weakened. He braced himself against the stall, his long thin fingers pressing hard against the door. Suguru moaned into the kiss, his tongue sliding into Satoru’s mouth, needy and dominant.
Satoru opened his mouth wider, letting Suguru play with his tongue. Flicking his wet muscle and nearly tickling the roof of his mouth had Satoru shuddering. Kissing like this should have been illegal. Hands that roamed his entire body set him alight.
“Touch me,” Satoru begged, voice thick with wanton desire.
Pressure was already building low in his groin when Suguru pressed a palm against his burgeoning hard on. Satoru hissed, pleasure making his entire body shiver. He groaned against Suguru’s sinful lips.
“Anything you want, babe.”
And Satoru was puddy in his hands. He dipped, his knees giving out as Suguru shoved a hand down the front of his pants and circled his cock with thick fingers. He shoved his pants down to mid-thigh and then released himself from his jeans and pressed their tips together.
Suguru’s heated length felt so firm and slick with precum as they grinded against each other in the stall. Suguru mouthed along his jaw, fixing himself to the juncture of his neck and shoulder and bit down hard. Satoru let out a tiny cry, nearly climaxing right then and there.
He gasped, ecstasy taking him higher and higher as Suguru’s well practiced hand jerked him to fruition. He came with a shudder and tears smarting his eyes as Suguru licked up his face and tasted those salty droplets.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” Satoru panted. “I just get this way sometimes.”
“Cute,” Suguru said.
Satoru glanced down at the mess he made and sank to his knees in front of Suguru. Wanting nothing more than to take him into his mouth and clean him off. He licked his spent seed off of Suguru’s cock and then set about taking the tip into his hot mouth.
Suguru, carded his fingers through Satoru’s hair, guiding him faster and deeper as he slowly began deep throating him. Satoru loved this. He loved looking up and seeing Suguru’s closed eyes, tense jaw and long inky hair cascading over his shoulders. He was just so hot and Satoru just needed to be able to please him.
He bobbed his head, opening his mouth and throat wider as Suguru’s turgid length pistoned in and out. He loved the taste of him, the weight of his cock on his tongue. He slurped and gripped Suguru’s thighs as he sucked even harder.
“Toru!” Suguru gritted.
His grip on his hair was so tight, holding him in place as his cock pulsated, hot cum spurting down the back of it. Satoru stilled and milked him dry, swallowing every drop of his seed. When he came back up for air, Suguru’s cock hung heavy, split-slicked, and spent.
Lips crashed against his once more and for a few moments, they simply sloppily made out, sucking, slurping and practically eating each other’s faces until Satoru pulled back, lips swollen and bruised.
“We should leave,” he panted.
Suguru nodded, fixing himself back into his pants and helped Satoru redress and he was still quite shaky from his orgasm. The two of them exited the bathroom, Satoru feeling sheepish that they’d just done that in public of all places. But no one paid them any attention.
The plush of the bed caught Satoru as they fumbled into another kiss. Insatiable was an understatement at this point. Suguru shed his clothes so quickly that Satoru blinked and he was undressed.
“Hold your legs back,” Suguru said and Satoru gripped himself by the knees.
Cold lube plopped onto his twitching hole and soon a thick finger filled him. Satoru whined, eyes fluttering closed as the stretch of his rim around Suguru’s expert fingers sent pleasant chills down his spine.
“Look at the way you’re sucking me in,” Suguru purred. “So ready for my cock.”
Satoru huffed, opening his eyes and peering down. He couldn’t see what Suguru was talking about but he definitely felt it. The way his hole begged for more, clamping down on his fingers. He needed more, so much more. He needed Suguru inside of him right now.
“Please just fuck me,” he whined.
“As you wish,” Suguru responded. “I love it when you beg.”
The first plunge chased all the air from Satoru’s lungs. It chased away all thought. All semblance of sanity. Satoru moaned, turning his head to the side and biting his fist. The way Suguru stretched him so wide was intoxicating. More so than the alcohol in his system.
His other hand gripped the sheets as Suguru slowly slid out and thrusted back inside, seemingly relishing the way he sucked him in.
“So tight, god you’re so tight,” Suguru groaned.
It felt so good to be so full. Satoru screwed his eyes shut as Suguru began thrusting faster. He was so deep in his guts, stirring him up to the point of near climax. Satoru never thought he was this sensitive but Suguru did something to him. He just set every nerve ending on fire and drove him utterly insane.
“That’s it, take it,” Suguru said as he began slamming into him. Satoru gripped his knees to his chest, crying out Suguru’s name over and over.
Every undulation of his hips was bringing closer to paradise, to nirvana, to the very end. He could hardly breathe, could hardly keep up with Suguru at this point. He was so over-stimulated. Suguru’s hand circled around his cock and in that instant he arched off the bed, semen spurting out his tip and delineating his body with milky seed.
“Ah!” Satoru cried.
But Suguru kept going. He kept thrusting into him with bruising force, chasing his pleasure in the most animalistic way. He wrapped his arms around Satoru, licking along his neck, whispering the most salacious things into his ears. How good he was being, how amazing and wet he felt, how perfect they were for each other.
Satoru was nearing another orgasm. He held his breath, letting the pressure build until he could hardly take it anymore and he squeezed Suguru between his legs, knowing that he was on a one way train to salvation.
“You’re doing so well, Toru. Taking me so well,” Surugu crooned.
Satoru felt tears smart his eyes and he wiped them before searching for Suguru’s mouth to lock his lips onto. Tongues slid over each other, saliva dripping down his chin as they toyed with each other in the air. It was all so messy.
Suguru wiped the salty drops with his thumbs and kissed Satoru’s nose while he continued thrusting deep inside him. “I’m almost there, doll, almost there.”
Satoru was so incredibly stimulated at this point. He was hiccuping and crying while his cock hardened between their bodies. He didn’t know what to do with himself. Every single roll of Suguru’s hips was striking his prostate and at this point he was certain he’d been fucked dry.
Precum pathetically dribbled out of his slit, creating a sticky mess as it mixed with their sweat and Satoru’s previous spent seed on his chest. He snaked weak arms around Suguru’s shoulders and let himself be rolled over until he was on top.
Suguru gripped the mounds of his ass and pounded up into him, making Satoru’s voice shoot up several octaves as he panted and sobbed. Never had he felt like this before. Never had anything ever felt this good. As Suguru slammed into him he bit down on his shoulder, hard enough to draw blood and whined in the back of his throat. He was so overwhelmed.
With a final snap, Suguru came inside of him, cock pumping him full of warm semen, coating his walls and Satoru let out a garbled sound as he bit his lapped at the bite mark on Suguru’s shoulder. By the gods he was so spent. So gummy and loose.
Suguru petted his head, whispering sweet nothings into his ears.
“You did so well, Satoru. Such a good boy.”
With Suguru slipping out of his ass as he softened and tears drying on his cheeks, Satoru drifted into a dreamless exhausted sleep.
When Satoru awakened he was clean and bundled up in Suguru’s bed. He could hear him moving around the room and felt the bed dip as he settled in and wrapped his arms around him. “Sorry if I was too rough on you.”
“No, it’s okay. I liked it,” Satoru said.
“There’s just something about you that makes me want to pound you into oblivion.”
“Ha,” Satoru breathed. His entire body ached but in a good way. “I feel like I’m getting to know a different side of you.”
Suguru kissed the top of his head and slipped his hands under the blankets to lightly caress Satoru’s body. “I feel like I'm getting to know a new side of myself. I’m normally not like this.”
Satoru snuggled into his touch. “Let’s plan an actual date next time.”
“Like what?”
“Well I’ve always wanted to go camping,” he mused.
It was true. Satoru did like nature and he felt that being in the wilderness with Suguru would be quite a bit of fun. He could already imagine them roasting food over an open fire and snuggling close to keep warm.
“It’s a date then.”