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Nanami thinks he loves Yuuji the most when he’s like this.
“Good boy, Yuuji,” Nanami tells him. They always start their play like this, with Yuuji resting by his feet, sitting still as good puppies do. It helps him sink into the proper space. Nanami loves watching it happen, the slow transformation from Yuuji to puppy. At first, he wiggles around, the hard, wooden floor rough on his knees as he kneels. Nanami pets over his soft hair slowly, watching the news or a business show-- something Yuuji will hate and not be able to focus on. Yuuji grunts and shifts, trying to force himself to do what Nanami’s told him to. Sometimes, it takes an hour before Yuuji finally dips into the proper headspace.
Today, it only took fifteen minutes. He’s perfectly still, his head resting on Nanami’s knee as he lets himself be pet.
“Speak, boy,” Nanami commands. His voice is soft, not wanting to break Yuuji out of his spell when he’s doing so well.
“Thank you, sir,’ Yuuji says, and Nanami scratches behind his ears, smiling gently down at him. Yuuji can be so cute that sometimes it’s hard for him to stay firm, especially when he pouts and whines.
“I bought a present for you,” Nanami tells him, and that makes Yuuji perk up. If he had a tail it would be wagging. Such an excitable puppy. “You’ll get to see it in a bit, but for now, let’s head to the bedroom, shall we? I think my puppy wants to play.”
Nanami knew as soon as he saw Yuuji-- trailing happily behind Gojo, his metaphorical tail practically wagging-- that he’d be absolutely perfect for this. Finding a good pet is difficult nowadays, especially now that he’s back working at Jujutsu tech. It was easier before. Some new hire would come in, trailing behind him, eager for praise, eager to please. Nanami would guide them in the office until they felt comfortable, or maybe even a little friendly with him. He’d invite them out for a few drinks and watch their body’s reactions to his compliments. He’d try and see if they’d watch as he rolled up his shirtsleeves or undid his tie.
They were always easy to read. Most of them wanted Nanami to take them, to fill them and fuck them full, give them a few scratches behind the ear after. It’s been a while since he’s found a good pet, sure, but it’s been even longer since he found one like this.
“Are you going to let me fuck you again, Nanamin?” Yuuji asks, hopeful, his excitement forcing him to break form momentarily.
“Careful, puppy,” Nanami reminds him, and Yuuji bows his head in apology. The truth is, that’s exactly what Nanami was planning for them tonight, but he doesn’t want to let Yuuji get comfortable that easily. “Maybe. If you behave, of course.”
Yuuji lets out an adorable whine, careful not to speak again.
“Down, puppy. On your knees,” Nanami instructs, easing himself down onto the edge of the bed. He watches Yuuji drop obediently to the floor, looking up at Nanami with those big, brown eyes.
He’s a gorgeous boy, with plush lips and a round, little nose. Nanami likes it best when Yuuji’s eyes are full of tears, gagging on him, so eager to please that Nanami knows he’d do anything for his master.
“You’ve been so good for me lately,” Nanami starts, reaching into his side table drawer for two small boxes, each wrapped carefully with a bow. “I wanted to give you a gift.”
Yuuji reaches for it, but Nanami stops him with a gentle shake of his head. “Is that something puppies do, Yuuji?” he questions, and Yuuji stops in place. Nanami gives Yuuji a gentle pat on his head for his self control, and then he moves to open the box.
Inside is a pretty red collar-- the same shade as the hood of Yuuji’s school uniform. Nanami hates to admit it, but Gojo does have an eye for color. “It’s a collar for my puppy,” Nanami tells him, turning it around so Yuuji can see the inscription on the tag.
Puppy, it reads on one side. Nanami flips it over, watching as Yuuji’s eyes grow wider. Property of Nanami Kento.
Yuuji whines at Nanami, pushing himself closer to him, bowing his head, obviously asking for Nanami to put the collar on him.
Nanami chuckles. “So excited, aren’t we, puppy?” He fastens the collar around Yuuji’s neck-- not too loose, not too tight, just perfect. “Now, let me see.”
Yuuji looks lovely. He’s biting his lips to keep from smiling, and that makes Nanami even more pleased. He runs his hands through Yuuji’s hair a few times. “You look just beautiful,” Nanami tells him, his thumb stroking over Yuuji’s cheekbone. Yuuji leans into his touch, so needy and cute.
“I have something else for you, too.” Nanami manages to peel his hands away from Yuuji’s soft skin in order to reveal his second gift.
This one makes Yuuji gasp, his eyes growing comically large. Nanami doesn’t comment on it, he’s too amused at Yuuji’s reaction.
It’s a tail plug-- one that Nanami had custom-made to match Yuuji’s peach-colored hair. Yuuji can’t help but break character, then. He leaps up from his place on the floor, his arms immediately coming to wrap around Nanami’s neck and shoulders.
He starts to babble immediately, obviously overwhelmed. “Oh, Nanamin! Did you get that made for me? I love it so much! Thank you, Nanamin! Will you put it in me? Please, please! I want to be a good puppy for you!”
Nanami can’t help the smile that spreads across his face. He’s so much more lenient with Yuuji than he’s ever been with any of his pets before, and it’s not just because of Yuuji’s youth. One of the things that drew Nanami to Yuuji in the first place was his heart-- his natural sweetness, the way he exudes kindness from every inch of his body in a way Nanami hasn’t experienced since he was a little kid. Yuuji hasn’t lost his heart yet, even with everything he’s been through in just a few short months, and Nanami thinks it’s incredible. It’s like nothing he’s ever seen before. Nanami’s used to sorcerers who become bitter and angry in just a few short weeks, only having experienced a fraction of the things Yuuji has.
Yuuji’s something else-- different than anyone Nanami’s met before.
“Will you put it in, Nanamin? Please?” Yuuji asks, and only then does Nanami raise an eyebrow at him, reminding him of his transgressions.
Yuuji gasps. He practically jumps off of Nanami and lands hard on his knees back on the floor. “I’m sorry master,” he says.
Nanami gives him a gentle smile.
“That’s alright, puppy. I know you were just excited. But yes, I’d love to put it inside of you. Come back up here on my lap. Lay across my legs on your stomach. I have to stretch you to put it inside.”
Yuuji immediately does as he is told. He scrambles out of his pants and underwear, letting them sit on Nanami’s floor. He’ll make Yuuji clean up after himself later when they’re finished, but for right now, it’s okay. Nanami gathers one of the pillows from his bed, moving it so it’s directly under Yuuji’s head as he lays in Nanami’s lap. He wants Yuuji to be as relaxed as possible for this. He’s always so tight when they start their play-- too excited, too anxious.
Nanami rubs up and down Yuuji’s spine in long, soothing strokes, almost as if he’s petting the boy. He feels Yuuji’s body start to relax under his touch-- well trained, eager for praise.
Nanami makes him wait until he knows it must be unbearable for his pet. His dick has long since leaked a wet spot on Nanami’s trousers, but he doesn’t rut against him or squirm.
Fuck, he’s perfect.
Nanami reaches into his bedside drawer and grabs his bottle of lube. It’s half-empty already from one too many drunken nights alone, trying to reach a space inside of himself he’s sure to never reach. He uncaps it, and the sound is the first thing that makes Yuuji twitch. He smirks, knowing his pet is doing so well already. He pours a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, careful not to drip any onto his bedsheets, even though he expects them to get ruined regardless. He’ll have to wash them before bed tonight. His maid is due tomorrow and he just hates the way she eyeballs his mysterious stains.
Yuuji whimpers when Nanami’s clean hand rests against his ass. It’s plush and thick-- that of someone who exercises often. Yuuji’s body is made of lean, ropy muscle. When he wears bigger clothes, he almost appears thin under them. Nanami gets the intense vision of waking up next to a Yuuji who’s wearing only one of his dress shirts. He has to bite down on the sudden arousal that fills him. He can’t afford to get distracted. Not now.
“You ready, puppy?” he asks, and Yuuji eagerly nods.
Nanami holds him open as he slides one of his thick fingers into Yuuji’s hole. He can tell it’s a stretch, both from the way Yuuji hisses and how his walls squeeze so tightly around him. He keeps easing his finger in, a constant stretch, not giving Yuuji any time to get used to it. Nanami wants him raw for this. He doesn’t want Yuuji to be able to hide anything.
“Don’t bite your lip. I want to hear all of the sounds you make. You can talk for this part if you need to, puppy,” Nanami tells him, and as soon as the words leave his mouth, he’s so, so very glad he said them.
“Oh, oh,” Yuuji moans, his voice cracking. It sounds so sweet, like a pain au chocolat just out of the oven. “Nanamin!”
“It’s only one finger, puppy. I’m going to need to at least add one more before your tail will fit. What are you going to do?”
Nanami draws his finger almost all of the way back before he pushes it inside again, listening as Yuuji chokes on his own breath. Fuck, it’s exquisite.
“Are you going to be able to handle it?” Yuuji still doesn’t answer, he just lets out a whine. “Speak, boy,” Nanami commands, and Yuuji’s hips jolt forward, almost as if he didn’t mean for it to happen.
“Y-yes, master! I’ll handle anything you give me, Nanamin.” His voice sounds absolutely wrecked. Nanami hasn’t even added a second finger.
What a good, good boy.
Nanami wants to test that theory. The next time he withdraws his fingers, he presses a second inside. Yuuji’s too tight to take it at first, so his pace slows, once again easing his way into his pet. Yuuji can’t keep still anymore. He’s pushing back, squirming away-- like he doesn’t know if he wants Nanami in further or not. His words make it clear, however, as Yuuji moans, “Oh, Nanamin, yes!”
“Feel good, puppy?”
“Yes! Yes!” Yuuji cries. “It feels-” he has to stop and take a gasping breath, turning his head to the side where it rests on the pillow so he can breathe deeper. Nanami feels his own cock twitch in his pants. He hopes Yuuji feels it too, right along his stomach.
Both of Nanami’s fingers are fully inside of Yuuji now. Nanami curls them the best he can, pressing along Yuuji’s walls. Yuuji cries out, his hands fisting the fabric of Nanami’s sheets. Yuuji’s so sensitive, it’s incredible. Nanami thinks he probably could put in the plug now, but he wants to keep pushing his sweet pet, see how far he can go. He wants to see if he can make Yuuji cry from his fingers alone. He wants to see if he can make Yuuji come.
Yuuji’s letting out these breathy moans now, one for every thrust of Nanami’s fingers. “Ah, ah, ah!” They sound like they’re getting punched straight from his chest each and every time.
Nanami can’t wait to sit on his cock. He wonders if Yuuji will make these pretty noises then, too.
“Nanamin, Nanamin,” Yuuji chokes, and this time Nanami can hear his pet wants an answer.
“Yes, puppy?”
“If you keep, I’m, I’ll-” his words are breathless, gasping.
“I’m not going to stop. You won’t get in trouble for finishing, puppy.” With his free hand, Nanami gives Yuuji’s ass a little squeeze. “I know you’ll be able to stay hard for me.”
Nanami just increases his pace, then, fucking into Yuuji’s hole faster, deeper. He almost wishes it was his cock, but he’s not young like Yuuji. He can’t finish time and time again. Once a day is all Nanami’s good for recently, maybe twice if he’s lucky. He wants to save it for when it really matters-- when Yuuji’s buried to the hilt inside of him.
“Yeah,” Yuuji pants, “yeah, oh, oh!”
Yuuji reaches his peak for the first time that night. His cock twitches and spills against Nanami’s slacks, dirtying the tan fabric. Yuuji whines through his entire orgasm, choking on his moans. Nanami has to resist the urge to pull him up by his hair and kiss him, swallow up every delicious sound he makes, lick into his mouth, and taste Yuuji’s pleasure on his tongue. Nanami doesn’t stop fucking Yuuji with his fingers. He wants to keep his puppy hard.
Yuuji squirms at first, the pitch of his whines getting higher, the sound louder. He doesn’t ask to stop, taking everything Nanami has to give him.
“You’re such a good boy, Yuuji,” Nanami tells him, and he can feel as Yuuji’s cock twitches back to full hardness. He’s not getting soft any time soon.
Nanami figures he’s given Yuuji enough for now. He wants to see how his pet looks all dressed in his new gifts. “Are you ready for your tail, puppy? I think you are.”
“Yes, yes!” Yuuji pleads, rapidly nodding his head. “I want it! Please, Nanamin.”
Yuuji’s voice sounds so sweet saying his name that Nanami can’t even bring himself to correct him. He really does get off so easily.
Nanami withdraws his fingers from Yuuji’s hole, giving them a quick wipe on his sheets before he picks up the plug from its box. He drips a dollop of lube on it, watching it drip down the black base for a moment before he brings it close to Yuuji’s hole, kissing the pink skin. “Keep being a good boy, okay, puppy?” Nanami instructs.
He doesn’t wait for Yuuji to acknowledge his command before he presses the plug inside. It goes easily because of Yuuji’s prep, and within a few seconds, it’s fully seated inside of Yuuji-- nice and snug.
Yuuji huffs a few moans as he gets used to the constant stretch, the constant pressure. Nanami gives him a moment to recover, and then he gives Yuuji a gentle nudge. “Stand up,” he says. “I want to see you better.”
At first, his movements are slow. Nanami remembers that every shift moves the plug inside of him. A simple act like standing is enough to send ripples of pleasure through Yuuji’s body again and again. Nanami watches happily, enjoying how Yuuji has to pause every few moments and shut his eyes. His cock is standing at full attention, hard and wet at the tip. He looks incredible already-- his pretty red collar standing out against his flushed skin. Yuuji slowly turns around, then, giving Nanami a full view of his puppy’s tail.
It really does match Yuuji’s hair perfectly, a nice pinky-peach. It’s fluffy, like that of a fuzzy dog, but not too big at the same time. It looks perfect along the outline of Yuuji’s strong thighs.
“Wow,” Nanami remarks. “You look amazing. My perfect little pet.”
Yuuji peeks over his shoulder, smiling.
“Would my pet like to play?”
Yuuji nods, his eyes growing wide.
“Come, sit,” Nanami instructs. Yuuji sinks to his knees. It’s a similar position to the one Nanami had him in before, but he has bigger and better plans for Yuuji this time. “Good boy,” Nanami says, rubbing over Yuuji’s soft hair. “Do you want master’s cock?”
“Yes, please,” Yuuji says immediately. His mouth falls open just a little. He’s so eager that it’s cute. He’s practically drooling at the mere mention of Nanami’s dick.
Nanami undoes his pants, reaching inside of them to pull out his length. He’s mostly hard, and he doesn’t even bother stroking himself to get him all of the way there. Yuuji’s mouth will be more than enough. “Have a lick, puppy,” Nanami tells him, and Yuuji leans forward, following instructions gleefully. His mouth is already open, his tongue lolling out, ready to taste.
He groans when his tongue touches Nanami’s cock, relieved, as if this is something he’s been so desperately waiting for for so long. Nanami’s eyelashes flutter, the sight of Yuuji licking his cock in ecstasy is almost too much to take.
Yuuji starts off just like that-- giving sweet puppy licks up and down Nanami’s cock. It’s a delightful tease, sending pleasure through Nanami’s body slowly, gradually, spreading through him like the warmth of a fire after a cold commute, the first sip of scotch after a long day. It’s a luxurious kind of pleasure, the kind Nanami’s worked hard to get Yuuji to enjoy just as much as he does. When they first met, Yuuji was the type to skip foreplay, to jump head first into anything and everything he wanted to do without building up to it first. It took some time, and lots of begging and pleading on Yuuji’s end, but Nanami got him there. Now, he’s perfect, so happy to just sit and run his tongue up the underside of Nanami’s shaft, letting out these cute little moans as he goes.
“You can take it all, now,” Nanami tells him, pleased with Yuuji’s patience thus far.
Yuuji moans as he slides Nanami’s cock into his mouth. He does it slowly, savoring every inch of the thick girth. He’s behaving beautifully-- not sucking, following his orders. Nanami said that Yuuji could take it. He didn’t say that Yuuji could suck it.
Well, until now.
“Go ahead, puppy. Suck me.”
Yuuji does with a happy whimper, taking Nanami’s cock to the back of his throat. Yuuji’s always been good at giving head. He’s eager, and attentive, and that hasn’t changed. He bobs his head, taking Nanami deep before sliding him to the tip of Yuuji’s tongue. He suckles on the head of Nanami’s dick, just long enough to have Nanami groaning. He brings his hand up to Yuuji’s hair, running his fingers through the strands for a few moments before he just cups the back of Yuuji’s head, holding him gently.
Nanami lets his eyes fall shut, relishing in the pleasure Yuuji’s giving him. He gives Yuuji encouraging little groans, small praises, just listening to how the boy moans and moans at his feet. When Nanami opens his eyes again, he finds a beautiful sight in front of him.
Yuuji’s got his ass in the air, wiggling around his plug desperately as he sucks Nanami off. His cock is hard, dripping a puddle onto the floor. It makes Nanami’s cock twitch inside of Yuuji’s mouth, which in turn, makes Yuuji moan again, his hips thrusting into nothing-- a beautiful cycle of events. Nanami feels desire hot in the pit of his stomach. He craves more.
Well, Nanami figures he should give Yuuji something to fuck into if he wants it so badly.
“That’s enough, puppy,” Nanami commands. “Up, up.”
Yuuji lets Nanami’s cock slide from his mouth. “Is something wrong?” he asks. How cute.
“No, nothing’s wrong. I just think you’ve been so good. You’re ready for a treat, aren’t you?”
Yuuji perks up, sitting himself down on the back of his heels, gasping a little when that shifts the plug inside of him. “Yes, master.”
Nanami gives Yuuji an easy smile, petting over his ear gently. He stands, then, his hands moving to his belt to pull it completely free from his pants. Yuuji watches enraptured as Nanami undoes his slacks the rest of the way, sliding them down over his hips and off his ankles. He starts on his underwear too, hooking his thumbs into them and pulling them off as well. Yuuji’s eyes go straight to Nanami’s cock, still hungry even though he had so much of it already.
A perfect pet. Nanami can’t get over it.
Nanami strips off his shirt quickly, tossing it onto the floor before he gets himself onto the bed, laying on his stomach and spreading his legs. “Come on, puppy. Have your treat. Get me nice and wet, but don’t make me come. Not yet.”
Yuuji doesn’t move for a moment, probably adorably shocked. Nanami smiles, biting his bottom lip. “You want to fuck me, don’t you? Get me ready, Yuuji,” he commands.
“Oh, oh,” Yuuji breathes, and he’s up and moving, getting himself onto the bed between Nanami’s thighs. “Yeah, I do,” he says, and Nanami can tell he’s lost in what he sees in front of him.
The first lick to his hole makes Nanami sigh happily. Getting eaten out isn’t something he does often-- like a fine cigar or a glass of his most expensive whiskey, Nanami likes to save certain pleasures for times when luxury is appropriate. He can’t imagine there’d be any time better than this-- with his precious pet collared and plugged up at his beck and call, dripping a puddle on the floor just from having Nanami’s cock in his mouth. This is the perfect time for a luxury like this, and Yuuji’s the perfect person to give it to him.
Yuuji gets him wet, his tongue circling Nanami’s hole before it dips inside, teasing him. Nanami inhales sharply at the feeling, letting himself relax deeper into his bed as Yuuji works. He allows himself this, drifting off into what feels like a warm blanket of pleasure around him. Yuuji pulls off of him just long enough to find the bottle of lube before he returns to his task at hand. Nanami can hear him uncap the bottle, slicking his fingers before he lets it fall roughly to the floor.
The first press of Yuuji’s finger to his hole makes him hiss sharply, the stretch welcomed as Yuuji eases his entire finger inside. Nanami’s just relaxed enough to be able to take it without trouble, whispering, “That’s it, puppy. Just like that,” as Yuuji starts to fuck him open.
He takes his time, savoring the moment just as much as Nanami does. It feels like forever until Yuuji gives him another finger, sliding his tongue into Nanami’s hole at the same time to stretch him out just that much more. It feels incredible, and finally, after all of the teasing and preparation, Nanami starts to feel a bit impatient.
“Another one, puppy. Give me a third,” he commands.
Yuuji pulls off to ask, “Already?” His fingers stop their movement completely.
“Yes,” Nanami tells him, wiggling his hips on the bed just to feel Yuuji’s fingers shift inside of him. “Do as I say.”
Yuuji’s ever-obedient. He slides a third wet finger into Nanami’s hole, easing the stretch with gentle licks to his rim. Nanami moans at the feeling, trying his best to rock backward onto Yuuji’s fingers.
Yuuji must be a mess under him, if the noises he’s making against Nanami’s skin are any indication-- little whines that never seem to have an end. They only add to Nanami’s impatience, and before long, he’s saying, “Out, out. I’m ready.”
Yuuji withdraws his fingers immediately, and when Nanami rolls over to face him again, he sees his pet completely and utterly wrecked. Yuuji’s lips are a little swollen, his hair mussed, his face flushed and a little wet from lube and drool.
Fuck, Nanami needs him inside right now.
“On the bed,” he instructs. “I want to ride you.”
“Yes, master,” Yuuji responds, immediately complying. He scrambles up onto Nanami’s bed, letting out little winces whenever the plug moves too much inside of him. He lies down flat on his back, his cock long and hard, thick as he wraps his hand around it and squeezes.
Such a good, good boy. Nanami can tell he’s close again, already. It’s okay. Yuuji has at least two more orgasms in him before he’ll need to take a break, a beautiful benefit of his youth.
Nanami straddles Yuuji’s lap, pushing Yuuji’s hand away from his cock to make room for his own. He holds Yuuji steady as he slowly sinks down onto him, moaning as he’s filled. Yuuji throws his head back, gasping, his hands coming out to grip the sheets. “Nanamin!” he grits through clenched teeth, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows hard.
Time feels like it’s slowed down to almost a stop by the time Nanami bottoms out, like it’s been ages since he’s been trying to fit every last inch of Yuuji inside of him. It’s all-consuming, a little overwhelming, too. Nanami leans forward to press his lips to Yuuji’s exposed neck, licking the skin there, making Yuuji’s hips jump under him.
“Ah! Nanamin! You feel so good,” Yuuji groans, his hand coming up to tangle into Nanami’s hair.
“I know how I can make it better,” Nanami says. He starts to move his hips, then, rocking them slowly at first while they both get used to the feeling, fucking Yuuji’s cock in and out of him as he goes. It feels glorious-- Yuuji’s thick cock spearing him open again and again. Nanami knows that he wasn’t prepped enough for a dick as big as Yuuji’s but the burn eases quickly, turning into nothing but pleasure. It’s an intense feeling, one that has Nanami’s eyes falling shut as he starts to quicken his pace.
It doesn’t take long before Yuuji’s gripping his hips, using that remarkable strength of his to stop Nanami’s movement completely. “Nanamin!” he pants. “I’m getting too close. I don’t want to come this soon.”
Nanami opens his eyes, smiling down at Yuuji. “Don’t worry, puppy,” he says. He brings his hand up to trail over Yuuji’s jaw, stroking his thumb over the sharp bone. “I know you’ll get hard again. Won’t you?”
Yuuji nods enthusiastically, thrilled he’s allowed to finish so many times. Nanami starts riding Yuuji again, using the muscles of his thighs to bounce up and down on Yuuji’s cock a little.
Yuuji gasps, crying out loudly, mumbling Nanami’s name over and over again under his breath. His hands grip Nanami’s hips for what feels like dear life, and when he comes, he shouts, his entire body thrashing as the first wave of pleasure rushes over him. Nanami moans as he feels Yuuji’s hot cum enter him, painting up his insides, filling him properly.
“Good puppy,” he breathes, inhaling as another spurt of cum spills into him.
He doesn’t stop riding Yuuji after that, keeping his pace the same as it was to ensure that the boy stays hard. Yuuji hisses and writhes through the overstimulation of it, but he doesn’t even start to go soft. It doesn’t take long before he’s settled into his pleasure again, his cock throbbing and leaking steadily inside of Nanami.
Then, Nanami gets an idea. It’s not something he’s done before with many of his pets, but he thinks Yuuji would enjoy it. He certainly deserves it.
Nanami pulls off of Yuuji without any preamble, causing him to sputter and whine at the loss of pleasure. “Shh, shh,” Nanami coos at him. He gets himself onto all fours, resting on his forearms. From how Yuuji sits up, he seems to get with the program pretty quickly. “Fuck me like this,” he tells Yuuji. “Come on, puppy. Fuck me like you’d fuck one of your bitches.”
“Oh, fuck,” Yuuji moans, his voice shuddering. He gets himself behind Nanami, trying to slide back into him. His eagerness distracts him, and it takes Yuuji a few times before he once again buries his cock in Nanami’s hole.
Nanami wishes he had a camera. It must be a sight to see, his adorable puppy fuck like this-- his fuzzy peach tail and all. Nanami reaches behind him, hooking two fingers into Yuuji’s collar to pull him close-- Yuuji’s strong chest presses to Nanami’s back, and the skin to skin contact makes everything that much better. Yuuji fucks into him quickly, rough thrusts that hit right where Nanami wants it. Nanami finally lets his own pleasure start to build, knowing neither of them are going to last long with Yuuji fucking him in such an animalistic position. He wraps his hand around his cock, stroking himself in time with Yuuji’s thrusts. He hears Yuuji moaning out on every breath, and that just makes Nanami lose it even more.
“Come on, puppy. You can give me one more. Fill me up. Come inside of me like you’re breeding me. Come on, come on,” Nanami chants, feeling a little insane with just how badly he wants to have Yuuji come inside of him again.
“Ah! Nanamin! Fuck!” Yuuji swears, and with a few more thrusts, he’s finishing. Nanami follows him as soon as he feels the first spurt of cum fill him, finishing into his fist as his cock throbs and spills.
Yuuji fucks him through his orgasm, wringing out every drop of pleasure that he can. When it’s through, he collapses against Nanami’s back, breathing heavily. Nanami turns them both, positioning Yuuji so he has his head resting on Nanami’s chest. Nanami runs his fingers through Yuuji’s hair, petting him softly and bringing him down.
Eventually, Yuuji perks up again, lifting his head up to look at Nanami. His eyes sparkle, youthful and gorgeous. Nanami wishes that he could keep Yuuji here with him forever. Maybe if he works hard enough, someday he’ll be able to. He thinks that maybe, his life would be perfect if he could spend every day just like this.
“Was I a good boy?” Yuuji asks, and Nanami feels his heart melt, just a little.
“The best,” he answers. He keeps petting through Yuuji’s hair, not wanting to pull away from his sweet pet yet. “You were just perfect.”