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Gero Hikaru was incredibly gentle. His touch and his actions. Even the way he looked at Kinosaki was gentle. Everything. And Kinosaki was always on the receiving end of it all. He wanted Gero to feel the same satisfaction. He wanted Gero to be treated gently and taken care of.
“Gero.”
“Mm?”
“I have something I want to do,” Kinosaki said. He sat up straighter where he was on the couch, turning his head to his lover beside him. Gero’s attention shifted to him.
“Okay,” Gero said. “What is it?” he asked.
“You’ll let me do whatever I want, right?” Kinosaki questioned.
“Of course,” Gero said. “As long as it’s ethical.”
“Do you think I would do something unethical?” Kinosaki teased.
“That’s not what I meant,” his poison-user defended.
Kinosaki laughed and nodded. “Okay, okay. I’m going to do it then,” he decided. “Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
He stood from the couch and retreated to the bedroom to gather some things. A bottle of lubricant from the nightstand. It was half empty from their previous times. But of course, this time, Kinosaki had different plans. He clutched his hand around the bottle and headed back into the living room. On his way out, he began to shut off all the lights, making the home around them dark for their indecent activities that were ready to begin.
Kinosaki strode over with a grin on his lips. He had on a pair of cute, thigh high socks and a sweater of Gero’s he had stolen without permission. Not that Gero inherently minded if he nabbed any of his clothes for himself.
He plopped himself down on Gero’s lap. His arms encircled around his neck, and he leaned closer, sneaking a quick kiss from Gero’s lips.
“Oh,” came from Gero in a mumble.
“Don’t want to?” Kinosaki asked with a tint of disappointment.
“That’s not it,” Gero said. “But it’s dark, and I can’t see you.”
Kinosaki couldn’t help but steal another quick kiss from Gero’s lips, tasting the sweetness directly from his mouth. He licked his own lips after the kiss with the corners of his mouth tilting upwards in satisfaction. The more he thought about his plan, the more his desire drove up that he really wanted it.
“Gero,” Kinosaki said. He changed his tone, lowered his voice, and said, “Hikaru, are you ready to hear my idea?” He watched closely in the dark. The way that Gero’s temple shifted with a hard swallow. How Gero’s hands that were placed on Kinosaki’s hips got a little tighter as he held onto him.
“I’m ready,” Gero said, throat feeling swollen.
“I want,” Kinosaki began slowly, using his fingers to walk a teasing trail up his boyfriend’s chest, “to top you. I want to switch.”
Gero paused for a moment before he carefully asked, “For… good?”
A laugh came from Kinosaki. “No, no. Not for good. I enjoy you way too much for that,” he admitted. As much as he wanted to give it to Gero that night, he preferred the reciveing position much more. And the way Gero felt inside of him and how he made him feel made it impossible to not want.
But for this one night, he wanted to do a little switch.
“Just this once,” Kinosaki said. But then he grinned and added, “Or maybe again another time if you like it, but for right now, just this once.”
He dropped his head forward, putting his forehead against Gero’s forehead. “I want to do a little give for all the give you do for me,” he said in a seducing, hushed voice. “Is that bad?”
“No,” Gero quickly said. He always answered immediately even if his ears were a distracting burning red. His embarrassment could be seen through the dark as could his nervousness.
“I’ll take care of you,” Kinosaki said in a coaxing and sweet tone. “Slide down a bit and let me take care of you.”
Gero shifted down the sofa. Enough for Kinosaki to slide his poison-user’s bottoms and underwear off. Kinosaki moved slowly for Gero’s first time, making sure Gero could keep eyes on his every move. He swished his tongue around in his mouth for a moment, drew up some saliva, and put his hot and wet mouth on Gero’s cock. A little warm up with something familiar could ease Gero’s nerves a little bit.
And it worked. Gero released a relieved sigh as his back sank into the sofa. He subconsciously grabbed the bottom of his shirt and raised it out of the way as Kinosaki lowered his head around the thick cock, flattening his tongue back as the tip slid down and edged the back of his throat. His skillful way with his mouth and tongue was an easy tool to unravel Gero quickly; giving oral always ended in a mouthful of Gero’s cum.
He loved looking up past his long, blond lashes and getting view of Gero’s ruined expression, the red on his cheeks and sweat down his face. Kinosaki drew in his cheeks as he pulled off the cock, stroked the shaft as he playfully licked the tip, and went back down on him. He could hear Gero’s deep, ragged breathing and wondered if he could make it pitch a little higher.
His mouth stayed wrapped around the cock, but his movements slowed down as he reached for the sweater pocket where the bottle of lube was placed. He kept his tongue busy, popped it open, and sat up on his knees. Right before Gero’s bottom, Kinosaki moved his lubricated fingers and raised his head.
“Hikaru,” Kinosaki spoke quietly. “You’re sure this is fine?” As much as he really wanted to, he had to be sure. “You’re not letting me do this because I want to, right? You have to want to do this yourself too. Drop your people pleaser behavior.”
Still, even after he said that, Gero’s cock twitched and his breathing took a shudder. He slung an arm over his face, burying his flustered appearance into his own shoulder. His chest rose and fell so heavily he would block Kinosaki’s low, downward view.
“Mei,” he breathed. “K, keep going.”
The ragged tone. The begging. The shake. His voice didn’t only quiver but his body did as well. Kinosaki felt like he was being given a golden platter. Gero, in his palm like putty in his hands, laying in front of him for him, obeying his words and desiring his touch, was a sensation in his own stomach he would never forget.
He pressed his weight onto one palm on Gero’s thigh as he stood up some and leaned forward, taking Gero’s lips against his own. As he slid his tongue into the other’s mouth, his lubricated fingers pushed in. Gero took an inhale in his mouth, and Kinosaki drank him in. His tongue attempted to distract what Kinosaki would know would come as a bit painful of a stretch.
It wasn’t as if Kinosaki had never been the one to stretch before. He had prepared himself multiple times. But it was much different doing it to another person. He worked carefully, slowly stretching his boyfriend open who gasped underneath him.
Did Gero realize how much noise he made? He gasped with Kinosaki’s name falling his lips, spilling into Kinosaki’s mouth. Kinosaki moved his lips down his face, kissing down Gero’s sweaty throat and over his Adam’s apple that bobbed with his muscles and nerves.
“Mei, ah,” Gero huffed. He put a hand on Kinosaki’s lower back. Weak and stumbling fingers felt up the thick sweater. Kinosaki hummed against Gero’s throat and continue to scissor his fingers inside of Gero to prepare him properly.
He worked until Gero’s breathing settled down. Kinosaki waited until he could move his fingers and get a typical, regular reaction. He deemed Gero was ready enough and pulled his fingers out to get ready.
“Hikaru, be ready for me,” Kinosaki said. He raised the sweater and dribbled some lubricant on his cock.
“Mei.”
“Mm?” Kinosaki felt impatient. He had stretched Gero for so long, kissed him sweetly, and listened to new noises from him. The entire process turned him incredibly hard and fueled the desire in him more than he could handle. He nudged the stretched hole with the tip of his cock and leaned over Gero to steal a kiss.
“Hikaru, honey, won’t you beg for me a little bit?”
“Mei.”
“‘Mei’ won’t cut it,” Kinosaki declined.
“Please,” Gero whined. His eyes were shut tight as he whimpered, “I want you.”
Gero was almost unrecognizable. The way he shook and whined underneath Kinosaki was such a different side of Gero that Kinosaki had never seen before, but he had to say he liked it. He liked when Gero showed a vulnerable side of him; he liked when Gero unraveled before him; he liked hearing him beg and plea for him.
“It’s funny to think that you’re a poison master,” Kinosaki teased, pushing his cock in slowly. “Is this how a master is supposed to act?” Gero’s body pulsed as Kinosaki slid in. The large frame twitched underneath him. Gero moaned, deep yet sweet noises falling his lips. Kinosaki leaned forward, holding himself up by his palms set on both sides of Gero for leverage. He lowered his head for another kiss, making his movements slow and gentle with his boyfriend through his first receive.
His hips pushed forward, meeting with Gero. The poison-user continued to quiver under him, so Kinosaki continued to kiss him to give him a source of comfort and relief. His lips against his.
He could feel as Gero raised a hand. The shaking fingers pushed through his short blond hair and threaded through. As Gero played with the hair, his breath trembled. He kissed him through the ragged breathing against his lips.
“Hikaru,” Kinosaki muttered into his mouth. “Hikaru, you feel so good.” Gero was so tight around his cock. He held him tightly where he was. “You have to relax, honey. I can’t move.” He kissed Gero’s face and began to smother him with soft kisses. One of his hands picked up as he balanced on the other and coaxed Gero by playing with his deep blue hair.
Eventually, Gero relaxed, so Kinosaki began to move his hips. He could feel Gero twitching under him, and it only made Kinosaki desire more. The master poison-user was undone under him. Gero felt amazing. Kinosaki had topped before, but no one was ever as satisfying.
No one felt better than when Kinosaki thrusted into Gero, how his poison-user let out a huff and a moan, how Gero’s hands went to the edge of the sofa cushion to grip his strong hold into, and how the large and seemingly unbreakable man was cracking by his push and pull.
Kinosaki sat up straight and placed his hands on the back of Gero’s thick thighs. He angled his hips forward, thrusting down on him.
“Hikaru, you,” Kinosaki huffed. Gero was naturally so tight, suffocating Kinosaki’s cock. It made it harder to go faster, but the tightening hold was pleasurable. His fingernails dug into the skin of Gero’s thighs and gripped as he tried to swing his hips harder into him. “You. You actually take me so well,” he couldn’t help but tease. Sweat broke on his forehead, and exhaustion began to creep up. He wasn’t used to the energy that it took to be on the top position. But he knew he felt good and wanted to keep hearing Gero’s moans.
“Mei.” was all of what Gero could choke out. His face was completely red, the scar blending into his cheek. He reached out for Kinosaki, finally, grabbing onto his wrists that pushed back his thighs. His grip was unexpectedly tight, but the stable hold gave Kinosaki leverage to balance. All he had to do was swing his hips.
“Hikaru, tell me,” Kinosaki said through held back moans as he tried to maintain his position. His hips still moved, his cock thrusting in and out of Gero’s tight hole. “Is it good? Am I good?”
He needed to cum soon. Kinosaki’s own body was beginning to shake; he was starting to lose his momentum. He had no idea that Gero would feel so good, how his moans would go straight to his cock and turn him on. His hips pushed in as deep as he could, and the tip of his cock finally reached the delicate spot inside of Gero.
The poison-user’s grip on Kinosaki’s wrists squeezed. He could feel the sting from the strong hold.
“Ah-ha! G—mm.” Gero bit down on his own lip, muffling a small cry. Kinosaki knew how it felt. He knew the sensation he was feeling. So he felt pushing it. He kept attacking the one spot and listened to how Gero’s moans tumbled from his mouth.
“Am I good?” Kinosaki whispered. His only strength left was to speak quietly in a hushed tone or else he was going to lose his focus.
“Good,” Gero huffed. His cock twitched as he whined and whimpered, “Cumming. Mei.”
Kinosaki felt like he was a few steps behind him. He bit his tongue inside his mouth and continued to guide Gero through his finish. His body twitched, taken over by his orgasm, his fingers digging and gripping. Kinosaki felt the aching pain in his wrists as he watched the white stream of cum shoot from Gero’s cock and land onto his own chest. The poison-user’s body went weak after. His hold on Kinosaki dropped.
After Gero came, Kinosaki was well-spent as well. He pulled out. His hand flew to his own cock as he jerked himself off over Gero. He whimpered as he came, cum landing on Gero, mixing with the other’s own make.
Unlike Kinosaki whose chest and body was flat and smooth, Gero’s was patterned with scars and layered with toned muscles. The cum of both of them dribbled and slipped through the cracks of the abs, moving as Gero’s chest rose and fell from heavy breathing.
Kinosaki felt unbelievably satisfied. He took a deep inhale and dragged his finger in the cum, picked some up, and licked it off. Then he did it again before he leaned forward and fed it to Gero, who was still trying to catch his breath.
“Taste,” Kinosaki cooed. Gero’s lips parted, and he let Kinosaki push his cum-covered finger down onto his tongue. He licked it off before Kinosaki leaned over and kissed his lips, swapping their tastes.
“Good?” he asked against his lips. “Did you like me that way, Hikaru?”
“Mei,” Gero said breathlessly. He took a breath and said, “How do you do this?”
Kinosaki laughed. “You’re right. You’re much bigger than I am. And stronger. I put up with a lot.”
“I’m going to be so much more gentle from now on,” Gero said through another breath to gather himself.
“I like it when you’re a bit rough, Hikaru.” Kinosaki stood up and managed to stand on two feet, but his ankles proved to be a little tired from rocking, and his wrists from Gero’s grip felt like they had their own separate heartbeats. Still, he reached for Gero and tugged him to sit up. Gero’s arms wrapped around Kinosaki’s waist and face buried into his stomach.
Kinosaki stood in Gero’s hold. The hot sweat that had build up was now getting colder. He ignored the chill that started and let Gero take his time as he played with the poison-user’s hair. His finger twirled and hooked around.
“I thought you felt really good,” Kinosaki commented. Gero raised his head. He rested his chin on Kinosaki’s lower chest, looking up at him like a lap dog. “I prefer bottoming, but what do you think?”
“We,” Gero began, the red on his face unable to get any deeper, “can do it again.”
Kinosaki smiled at him. He lowered himself down and sat on Gero’s knee. The poison-user wrapped an arm around his waist to hold him on his lap. Kinosaki leaned over and kissed Gero’s cheek.
“You make cute noises.”
“Mei.”
“I’m being serious!” Kinosaki exclaimed with a laugh. “Really, really cute. Your face gets all red, and your voice gets a little higher, and you make lots of noises and sounds.” He stole Gero’s mouth, kissing him. Their lips easily melting together. Gero’s tongue moved against his lips and pushed in, stealing a noise from Kinosaki.
“Cute,” Kinosaki mumbled, becoming dazed from the kiss. “You felt so good,” he continued to praise.
“Let’s get you washed up, Hikaru,” he said. “I’m not done taking care of you yet.”