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[3:06 AM] All Might ✪: Hey ❤︎
[3:07 AM] All Might ✪: I had an idea
[3:07 AM] Aizawa Shouta: hit me
[3:08 AM] All Might ✪ slides a hand up his stomach slowly, grinning.
[3:08 AM] All Might ✪: I really like to be touched.
[3:08 AM] Aizawa Shouta: but not casually
[3:09 AM] All Might ✪: ...by you, yes.
[3:09 AM] Aizawa Shouta: what idea
[3:09 AM] All Might ✪ cradles his cup in one hand and sits in Aizawa's lap, one leg crossed over the other primly.
[3:09 AM] All Might ✪: Well now you've made me just want to caress you.
[3:10 AM] Aizawa Shouta wraps his arms around Toshi's waist and leans his forehead against his back
[3:10 AM] Aizawa Shouta: what idea
[3:11 AM] All Might ✪ twists a bit to wrap his arm around Aizawa's neck, using his fingertips to lightly stroke his collarbone.
[3:12 AM] All Might ✪: One that I've forgotten about, now that you've brought up how touch-hungry you are.
[3:12 AM] Aizawa Shouta: oh? like what?
[3:12 AM] Aizawa Shouta: and... do you mean to tell me you're not starved for contact?
[3:13 AM] Aizawa Shouta: it's... kind of the way of life in current society
[3:13 AM] All Might ✪ laughs softly and leans down to tenderly kiss his lover's forehead. “I told you I forgot, would you just like to snuggle for a while?”
[3:14 AM] Aizawa Shouta tilts his head up to catch the kiss with a fond little smile, sneaking his hands up the front of Toshi's shirt
[3:14 AM] Aizawa Shouta: I always do
[3:15 AM] All Might ✪ smiles back and rubs his cheek against the top of Aizawa's head, ruffling his hair, leaning into his touches.
[3:17 AM] Aizawa Shouta sighs happily and slowly trails his fingertips along the planes of his partner's chest and belly, relaxing against his warm weight
[3:18 AM] All Might ✪: A-ah that tickles.
[3:19 AM] Aizawa Shouta: I thought you said you weren't ticklish
[3:19 AM] All Might ✪ laughs a little, wriggling, trying to hold his cup still.
[3:19 AM] All Might ✪: Not like, when someone wiggles their fingers along my ribs, but when you touch so lightly
[3:20 AM] Aizawa Shouta hums and splays his palms out flat to add a bit more weight to the rubbing, still moving slowly as he presses a few kisses along Toshi's spine
[3:21 AM] All Might ✪: Ah...that's nicer. Hold on a sec tho.
[3:22 AM] Aizawa Shouta: hm?
[3:22 AM] All Might ✪: Do you want a sip of my tea before I drink the rest?
[3:23 AM] Aizawa Shouta: sure
[3:23 AM] All Might ✪ puts his cup to Aizawa's lips with a smile.
[3:23 AM] Aizawa Shouta samples it curiously, “What is it?”
[3:24 AM] All Might ✪: Beijing chai, with a touch of almond milk.
[3:25 AM] Aizawa Shouta: mmm~ I do love a good chai
[3:25 AM] All Might ✪: Mhm
[3:25 AM] All Might ✪ drinks the rest and sets aside his cup, shifting to straddle Aizawa's lap and stroke both palms down his back.
[3:28 AM] Aizawa Shouta leans in to tuck his head into the crook of Toshi's neck, and pulls his arms around to fold between them, still slowly fondling along his partner's chest and abs
[3:31 AM] All Might ✪ justs rests his chin against the top of the smaller man's head with a little smile, both arms wrapped around him tenderly.
[3:31 AM] All Might ✪: There now, is that recharging your sad meter?
[3:32 AM] Aizawa Shouta chuckles softly and nods a little, pressing his lips carefully against Toshi's pulse as he toys idly with his thumb at the older man's navel
[3:32 AM] Aizawa Shouta: it helps ❤︎
[3:33 AM] All Might ✪ makes a soft sound and shivers. “H-hey, that's not cuddly.”
[3:33 AM] Aizawa Shouta: hmm?
[3:35 AM] All Might ✪ squirms a bit, blushing. “I thought you just wanted tender snuggling, not thumb-in-my-navel business. That gives me a really... erotic jolt.”
[3:36 AM] Aizawa Shouta pauses and considers, his left hand sneaking around back to slowly trail up the bumps of each vertebra.
[3:36 AM] Aizawa Shouta: hmm, good to know...
[3:37 AM] All Might ✪ curls down far enough to kiss Aizawa's lean cheek, trailing kisses sideways to his mouth.
[3:39 AM] Aizawa Shouta leans back to meet Toshi's mouth again, humming softly against his lips as he adds juuust a bit of pressure on his thumb, digging in slightly as he splays his left palm across one shoulderblade.
[3:40 AM] All Might ✪ jerks a little and trembles in the other man's lap. “D-don't press too hard... just a little, okay?”
[3:40 AM] Aizawa Shouta: just a little~
[3:41 AM] Aizawa Shouta nibbles insistently at Toshi's lower lip, stroking in slow circles with his thumb as his left hand slips lower to tuck a few fingers into his waistband
[3:43 AM] All Might ✪ gently grips a handful of tangled black hair and opens his mouth obligingly. “W-what happened to cuddles... this is more than just cuddling”
[3:43 AM] Aizawa Shouta: hm, when you pin me to a couch and demand that I touch you... turns out I have trouble not escalating
[3:44 AM] Aizawa Shouta grins and slips him a little tongue, his head tipping a little in that grip
[3:45 AM] All Might ✪: I didn't demand, but I know that you wanted some loving touches... and it kind of... *lightly sucks on that tongue, his eyes slipping shut.*
[3:46 AM] Aizawa Shouta pauses in the kiss, mumbling softly against those thin lips, “Kind of... what?”
[3:48 AM] All Might ✪ blinks slowly, gathering his scattered thoughts. “...it got much hotter than I had planned from just... touching you.”
[3:52 AM] Aizawa Shouta smiles fondly and stretches up to press a kiss to Toshi's nose, pulling his hands back around to that old familiar gesture, letting warm palms rest flat against skin both smooth and scarred alike
[3:52 AM] Aizawa Shouta: sorry, you're hard to resist sometimes... is that better?
[3:57 AM] All Might ✪: No... not now that you've... *motions to his crotch, like Aizawa can't feel the bulge pressed against his stomach*
[4:07 AM] Aizawa Shouta raises one eyebrow and follows the gesture with a bemused little smirk, glancing back up with coy innocence as he lets his right hand trail a few inches lower until the tip of his pinky slips into the divot of Toshi's belly button again
[4:07 AM] Aizawa Shouta: now that I've... what?
[4:17 AM] All Might ✪ jumps and wriggles, his face suddenly burning red. “Shou... that really gives me a jolt! I'm really... really suddenly turned on.
[4:25 AM] Aizawa Shouta grins and pushes his hand even lower, teasing his palm firmly across that straining bulge with a little squeeze into the fabric of Toshi's pants
[4:25 AM] Aizawa Shouta: I love learning new things about you, sunflower~
[4:28 AM] All Might ✪ tosses his head back a little with a very quiet moan, then leans down to press a kiss to the top of Aizawa's head as he wraps both arms around the younger man's neck. “Mm, what else would you like to learn?”
[4:29 AM] Aizawa Shouta: everything.
[4:30 AM] Aizawa Shouta slides both arms around Toshi's hips and pulls him in hard by the rump, grinding up between his legs with a soft growl
[4:30 AM] All Might ✪: Mmm! Well, use my body as a textbook then.
[4:31 AM] All Might ✪ laughs breathily and sinks downwards a little to grind back just as hard against the hips underneath his.
[4:38 AM] Aizawa Shouta chuckles softly and slips his fingers into Toshi's pockets, stealing the body warmth accumulated there as he teases gently at the taller man's thighs and searches half-heartedly for a handy bottle of lube
[4:38 AM] Aizawa Shouta: a textbook, hmm? I was never much of a book-learner. I learn better through oral means...
[4:43 AM] All Might ✪ laughs and tugs off his shirt, draping it over the back of the couch. “Ah! Cold cold cold!” He shivers and yanks the fur blanket from under Aizawa's back to wrap it around his bare torso as he leans in against the smaller man.
[4:58 AM] Aizawa Shouta: ooh, cozy~
[4:59 AM] Aizawa Shouta slips his hands up Toshi's bare back, enjoying the feel of fur against his skin as he tips his head up and nibbles playfully along the tendon of Yagi's neck
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Toshi sits on the bed, on leg crossed over the other, a grin on his face as he slowly pulls his tie off. "So, I'm thinking about something messy," he laughs.
Aizawa hangs up his scarf and belt, sidling up to sit on the side of the bed with an intrigued little smile, "Oh yeah? Like what?"
"Mm, you remembered when I said I wanted to test your limits, but it ended up being a little too much? Well, you mentioned something about milking, and to be perfectly frank I'd like to know how many times in a row you could make me come." Toshi blushes deeply, a grin scrawled across his narrow face.
Both of Shouta's eyebrows jerk up toward his hairline at the blunt request, his heart twisting with a little burst of adrenaline as he considers a few options. "Is that so..." He pulls his legs up onto the bed and scoots in closer to reach for Toshi, running his palm down the older man's chest. "If you think you're up to it... Or you could try again on me, so long as you don't shock my nerves raw again with the vibe."
Toshi tips his head sideways and puts his hand over his lover's hand, holding it in place over his heart. "I'm up to it right now." He takes the hand and lifts it to his mouth, kissing the palm before shifting to suck on Aizawa's fingers, his blue eyes staring directly into Shouta's.
"Hmm," Shouta smirks playfully as he strokes his thumb along Toshi's jaw, letting his fingers slide along that tongue with a subtle shiver from the intense gaze. "Do you still have those tent-sized condoms? Or I could grab a bowl or something... It just seems that... wait." The younger teacher freezes in place, the teasing trail of his free hand pausing just above the juncture of his partner's legs as his expression drains clear of any playful tones and his face goes pale, his eyes slipping slightly out of focus as his thoughts go racing, "Have you ever- would you- uh..."
Toshi tilts his head curiously. "Have I ever what?" He takes a moment to slip off his sweater, folding it and setting it neatly on the nightstand.
Shouta breaks his stare and glances back to meet Yagi's eyes for a moment, then away again as he pulls his hands in his lap, lacing his fingers together to keep from fidgeting. "Donated?"
"...donated??" Yagi tilts his head a little further, not sure what his lover's implying.
"Sperm donation," Shouta mumbles softly, drawing his knees up to his chest to wrap his arms around them. "For artificial insemination. Babies. Children. I guess not."
Toshi tosses his head back and hoots with laughter for a long minute, then wipes his eyes. "No, no, that'd be an idiotic thing for me of all people to do. I'd either end up with twenty million children, or a villain would find some way to track my dna and capture my children or something wild. No, I've never done that! But is that what you're asking, or are you asking if I'd be interested in a little roleplay?"
Aizawa shoots him a funny look, trying to track his train of logic, and shakes his head slowly. "It's usually anonymous, with only relevant inheritable traits and disorders available on file." He sighs and nestles his chin into the crook of his arms, head tilted to one side in consideration. "I wasn't thinking of that, but now I'm starting to..."
"Mm, that's always my first thought. I worry about little things like that. I'm guessing you've donated, then?" He shakes his head a little, grinning. "But that's off topic here! I'm sure very few villains would try to track you via dna." Toshi laughs to himself for a minute more then leans down to kiss his sulky lover.
"Once," Aizawa admits, his thoughts flashing back to recall the experience as he looks up at the older hero looming over him and gradually melts into a chaste, gentle kiss. "I was young and stupid and hard up for cash. I still wonder sometimes... Whether it ever..." He trails off, silently berating himself for falling back into 'what if' territory, then shakes his head and throws himself into Toshi's arms, huddling in close against his bare chest. "Forget I said anything."
Toshi nods some and gathers the smaller man against his chest, leaning backwards to lay on the bed, both hands lightly stroking his lover's spine. "For now, but we can talk about it, maybe later?" he offers with a smile, closing his eyes while he relaxes under Aizawa's weight.
Shouta nods along and pulls away just enough to tug his shirt off and toss it to the hamper, settling back in with a hungry hum as he spreads his weight along Toshi's bony frame and greedily soaks in the welcome body heat with a little shiver. "Yeah," he murmurs into the crook of his fiancé's neck, "We already have Mara anyway."
"We could get a kitten, if you like, something small and fat and fluffy?" the taller man grins and shifts his legs apart so that Aizawa can rest against the cradle of his thighs. Toshi makes a happy little sound and strokes his fingers slowly down Aizawa's spine, idling over every knob.
Aizawa huffs and shakes his head again with a wistful smile, relaxing gradually under the gentle touches. He shifts to carefully roll onto his front, sinking in between Toshi's legs to grind slowly against his hips, fingers wandering idly along the taller man's shoulders and clavicle.
The blonde hero makes an almost purring croon of pleasure and closes his eyes, his own broad palms stroking down Aizawa's ribs and hips slowly. "So... did you have any ideas for me?" Toshi asks softly, nosing into the tangled black curls as his long fingers dip into the waistband of his lover's slacks.
Arching his back and hips up into the petting, Shouta hums happily and mimics the gesture, letting his fingers trail slowly down Toshinori's flanks until they catch on his last shred of clothing, tugging gently as he sinks back in with a playful grind, relishing the hint of firm flesh trapped beneath his hips. "Ideas? I want something just like this..." He tips his head up to trail his teeth along the thin skin of his partner's neck, nipping playfully under his jaw and smoothing it over with a stubble-coarse kiss.
With a laugh the taller man tilts his head back some, silently asking for more kisses and nibbles. "What, so you just remade the bed for my health? I thought you were going to push my limits tonight." He slides one hand between their bodies to swiftly unbutton and unzip Aizawa's slacks, his other hand dipping into the loosened garment to grip the younger teacher's rear with one splayed hand.
"Nearly everything I do is for your health," Shouta teases, his lips tracing the warm words into Toshi's skin, "But yes... Since you seem to be brimming with vitality to spare tonight, we may as well put it to good use." He hooks his fingers into the waistband of Yagi's jeans and settles back on his knees, pulling firmly to tug the garment down over his partner's hips. Then, with a little smirk of desire, he splays his palm across the warmth of Toshi's erection, leaning in across him with his other arm propping up his weight.
Toshi leans back on his elbows, lifting his hips slightly to help get the jeans off. He laughs breathily and grinds against that hand on his crotch, the blue jeans bunched around his knees preventing the blonde from spreading his legs very far. "Vitality, hm? Well I am feeling better, I think...I think less hero work is giving me time to heal. I really am feeling better!" Toshi takes a few deep breaths to prove his point, showing off how his coughing has decreased to a minimum lately, his pale flash flushed with color and his eyes sparkling.
Aizawa's chest aches with hope at the good news, his lips splitting into a wide grin as he listens and soaks in the vibrant presence of the hero he's grown to love. "Glad to hear it," he murmurs simply, his fingers twisting into a firm grasp around their prize, "Maybe you'll see retirement after all, hmm?" He bows his neck in close to steal a kiss or two, sinking to the bed alongside Toshi's smooth flank as he slips his left arm up under his partner's head for support, drawing in close against him with a greedy squeeze.
Toshi lays back on the bed as Aizawa shifts and wraps both arms around the smaller man, one hand pressed to the back of his neck while the other slips into the valley between scarred shoulder blades, gently petting his skin with rough fingertips. "I think I'm just about there," Toshi replies, laughing at himself, before giving a soft gasp accompanied by a shallow thrust into the other man's hands.
"You have other responsibilities now," the younger teacher reminds him gently, pushing his hand a little lower to sneak into the dank warmth trapped between his lover's thighs and wrinkled jeans. "You still have people relying on you, just not the whole world anymore. So don't go getting any bright ideas." He teases his fingers languidly into the crevices of Toshi's body, adding a tempting pressure in certain spots and a gentle squeeze in others, his lips pressing kiss after kiss down that long neck and well-toned chest until he seals them around the nipple closest to him, flicking his tongue against it before he pulls away to meet his partner's eyes. "Tell me something," he smirks, his voice low and sensual as he works the two of them into the right mood, "Have you been eating your fruits and vegetables?"
The blonde hero makes a little gasping noise at the wet lick to his nipple, his head tilted back as he melts under the soft kisses. He stills and lifts his head, blinking a bit at the words, trying to follow the train of Aizawa's thoughts. "My... vegetables? You know I have, since we've been eating at home a lot lately. Why?" He shifts his hands to slowly unbutton the gruff teacher's slacks, briefly rubbing his palm against the front of the pants in a teasing motion before tugging on the zipper and pulling it down.
Shouta bites his lip a little at the broad palm rubbing over him, and flits out of range before Toshinori can tease him too much. "What about all that pineapple you bought," he prompts patiently, slowly lipping his way down that muscled chest, "Did you make a dent in it yet? I've been trying..." Aizawa hums softly against Yagi's belly as his stubble drags gently against the warm, freckled skin, and pauses to tease his tongue into the sensitive navel as his hands make quick work of schucking the taller man's jeans all the way off his legs.
Toshi sucks in a breath as the muscles of his stomach tremble slightly, and he holds it until Aizawa moves away but by then his face is flushed a bright red. He tangles his hands in the spare blanket and shifts to raise himself back up on his elbows so he can watch the shorter man's face, his own eyes glittering with desire. "O-oh! Yes, definitely!" the blonde laughs, "I've been putting it in all my shakes and things...snacks...lunches...Did you want to see if it's helped any? If not, I still have some chocolate balls in the dresser, unless you ate them."
"That was the idea, sunflower," Shouta smirks and rests his hands on Toshi's thighs, dipping his head to lip his way playfully up the side of that swollen shaft, running the flat of his tongue along one prominent vein and up under the ridge of the glans, teasing along its circumference and swiping across the slit with a cheshire grin. Sliding his palms in closer, Aizawa, pauses to salivate a bit, and spits into his right hand for a quick bit of lubrication as he wets his fingers and slides them down across the length of Yagi's taint, pressing in with a cramped angle to tease between his cheeks as he seals his lips around the flushed head and swirls his tongue slowly to gather the leaking moisture.
The taller hero gives a very slight buck of his hips as he bites down on his lower lip, shifting to slowly spread his legs farther apart and raise them, tucking the heels of his feet near his pelvis and lifting both knees into the air. Toshi gnaws on his lip a little at the press of Aizawa's fingers against that ring of muscle but tosses his head back with a full body tremble at the sensation of his lover's tongue. "I-if you're going to get THAT into this, I'll have to eat it for a month straight!" he laughs and rocks his hips slowly, his tone as teasing as his posture is.
"Mhmmm..." With his jaws already parted around half of Toshi's length, Shouta hums playfully and gulps around the tip, his tongue writhing warm and wet against the sensitive underside as his left hand curls gingerly around the remainder and his right pushes a little more firmly into that hot space between Yagi's legs, carefully sinking the tip of one finger into the center of that tight pucker. He groans softly in frustration and pulls away to speak, leaving the flushed erection glistening and damp with saliva, "Pass me the lube?"
Toshi makes an array of soft keening noises and lightly thrusts into Aizawa's mouth until the younger man pulls off, leaving a very wet throbbing ache in its wake. He stays here he is for just a moment, panting, then nods and reaches a long arm to the nightstand to retrieve their favorite bottle. "Are... you really going to see how many times I can come?" the blonde asks with a little sideways grin, his hair fluffed up from rubbing against the bedspread into an untidy golden halo, his eyes a bright excited blue. Toshi reaches between his legs to pass Aizawa the bottle before pulling his hand away, sliding his palm up the underside of his shaft with a breathy moan before gliding it upwards to tug at one of his stiff nipples.
Rather than answering directly, Shouta takes the bottle with a little smirk, his fingers dragging across Toshi's with a fleeting slide of skin on skin. Scooting in closer on his elbows, the smaller hero slicks his fingers over in the lubricant and returns them to where he'd been teasing earlier, spreading the slippery liquid over the warm skin, and pressing a firm couple of fingers into his partner's body, synchronizing it with the return of his mouth down over the straining shaft before him. Still working in tandem, he crooks his fingers up against Toshi's walls, seeking out that sensitive spot deep within him as his tongue bulges precisely against the frenulum with a little flourish and another hum in the back of his throat.
"Nnng!" Toshi makes a sharp little cry and flops backwards, his hips jolting and toes curling under the combined sensations. He jerks, halfways lifting himself of the blanket, his fists knotting in it roughly. "Oh god, Shouta!" He lets go of the blanket and desperately strokes his own chest and throat, one hand sweeping downwards to lightly tug at a handful of the younger man's thick black hair while he brings the other hand up to suck on two of his fingers as he moans, the action making his sounds a little garbled.
Aizawa stubbornly fights against his gag reflex, putting most of his focus into gulping around Toshi's head, his jaw starting to ache a little from the strain. His right hand continues its barrage against the older man's prostate, digging two fingertips firmly into it with a slow up and down motion across the little hidden mound, as his left hand wanders aimlessly over one long thigh and upwards to rest in the center of Yagi's torso, palm splayed over his core chakra point with a gentle pressure. Glancing up to check in on the Number One Hero, Shouta pulls up to refresh the air in his lungs, his nose puffing a warm breath through those golden curls before he delves back down again, his throat bulging as he takes another couple inches past the back of his tongue, and reaches out for Toshi's hand with his own.
Toshi immediately snags in the outstretched hand in his own, tangling their fingers together as he tries to keep from coming so fast, but in the end it's too much for him and he arcs his chest upwards off the bed, yanking the fingers out of his mouth with a wet slurp. The tall blonde jerks and drives the remaining length of his shaft into Aizawa's silky wet mouth and down his throat, his thighs trembling as he comes with a sharp cry, his saliva slick hand tangling in the blanket and half lifting him off while his hips jerk and stutter. After a few moments Toshi collapses backwards, sucking in deep breaths as he trembles. "Oh... oh shit, I don't think I've come that quickly in a while..."
The younger hero's eyes water up from the sudden pain as Toshi forces himself the rest of the way in, and he struggles to align his head and throat at the right angle without dislocating his jaw or biting down on his fiancé's manhood. His lungs burning as the hot liquid spurts down his throat, Shouta trembles for a moment and pulls his left hand free to brace it against Yagi's pelvis, then finally gulps as he pulls his head up and away, dragging his tongue back until his airway clears, and he coughs and sputters the fresh oxygen back into his system. "Ugh..." Aizawa draws his knees up under himself and sits back up on his heels, bringing his left hand up to tenderly work his jaw through its range of motion, idly smacking his lips the whole time. "If that doesn't take me back to my college days..." He draws in a long breath, and finally turns his focus back to the spent man sprawled before him, giving his buried fingers a playful wiggle and spread. "How's your refractory period, sunflower? 'Cause I didn't even get to taste that."
Toshi starts to say something but it's lost in a loud gasp as he arches his back and curls his toes, whimpering slightly at the touch on his over-sensitive prostate. He trembles, his broad hands bunching tightly in the blanket under him before flopping back down when Aizawa stills his hand. "A-a couple minutes...I think...I think if you wanna get this experiment to work, you're gonna have to just...push me through it," he mumbles a little dazedly, then lifts his head to look down at dark-haired man, "S-sorry, by the way, I didn't mean to...almost kill you."
"I know," Shouta chuckles darkly, wishing for a third hand to reassure Toshi with gentle touches along his chest, "At least now we know it's possible, just not pleasant..." He works his throat a little with a few more gulps and swallows, his hands keeping busy all the while to push Yagi through the sensitivity and into another bout of excitement. His right hand twists a little to get a better angle and slide a third finger in alongside the first two, while his left hand picks up where his mouth had left off, coaxing and teasing that heavy shaft from base to tip, occasionally dipping into the lube for a bit of extra moisture on top of the saliva already there. "I still had a good three or four other positions in mind," Aizawa drawls carelessly, tipping his head from side to side in a languid stretch, "And I intend to finish each one. No holding back on me tonight."
Toshi tosses his head back in a sharp jerk and arcs his back off the bed, making a jumble of incoherent noises as sparks of pain mixed with pleasure race up his spine. His legs tremble and slide as he struggles to keep them in place, arms spreading out across the blanket in a broad sweep. "Gnn! Mm, ahh S-shouta! D-don't ah...hn...n-not my cock, it's...sensitive!" The blonde finally manages to grate out as his hands clench into fists, the sweep of each rib obvious as they press upward against his pale freckled skin.
With a soft huff of frustration, Shouta pulls his hands free and holds them in midair in a placating gesture, "Of course it's sensitive. You're the one who said to just push you through it." He sighs and leans in over his partner's body, carefully placing his palms on either of Toshi's pectorals as he sinks in between those long legs and rests his weight atop the larger man, helping to ground him and pin down his frantic writhing. "Calm down, sunflower, this isn't worth it if we end up sending you into cardiac arrest."
Toshi collapses back down against the bed with a groan, letting his legs slide straight as he wraps his limp arms around Aizawa's back and buries both hands in his hair. For a minute he relaxes with his eyes closed, then opens them to grin up at his lover. "I want to do this, no bailing! I've always wanted to see how far I could really be pushed! But uhm...just, be gentle or totally avoid my dick. It feels like it burns when you touch me right after I come. I read an article..." he pauses to reach over and pat at the nightstand for his phone, "...um. Maybe my phone's in the living room, but I read an article about being able to come a bunch of times from prostate stimulation. And I uh...I tried it, by myself when you were at work, but I only managed twice before I passed out."
"You did, did you?" Shouta's lips quirk in amusement as he slowly rolls his head into Toshi's hands with a soft sigh of contentment, his own fingers working a shallow massage into the taller man's neck and shoulders. "What makes you think it'll be any different if I'm the one doing it to you? I don't intend to keep going if you pass out." He chuckles softly and slips his arms up under Toshi's head, nuzzling in for a kiss or two as he idly rubs his foot along the inseam of one long leg, hooking gently under the knee as he grinds in carefully against his partner's belly.
With a light laugh the blonde leans up to pepper his partner's face with kisses. "I said passed out, what I meant was fell asleep. Totally exhausted myself, trying it alone! I think with you, it'll be much better!" He laughs at himself sheepishly, a little embarrassed to admit that he tried to do this alone and met with failure. He grins at the restless motions of Aizawa's body and slips one hand between them, dipping his fingers into the younger man's slacks to stroke long fingers against his erection. "What... positions did you have in mind, hm?" Toshi purrs very softly against Aizawa's ear, hooking one leg up and over the gruff man's.
Aizawa groans softly from the fingers teasing at his front, and he gratefully grinds into them a little more, propping his weight up on his knees as he pants softly and nibbles at Toshi's neck, twisting his hands to pull his fingers roughly into the sweat-dampened blond hair. "Guess you'll have to stay awake to find out," he teases, his voice coarse with desire as his hips roll slowly into his partner's hand, the fabric of his pants dragging a rough friction against the body below his.
"Mm, these pants won't help any," Toshi teases, nipping at the smaller man's throat playfully as he works both hands into the waistband of the slacks, shoving both them and the briefs beneath downward as far as his hands will reach. He cups Aizawa's shaft in one hand and slowly strokes it to full hardness, thumb lightly circling the bright red head while his other hand reaches back to tightly grip Aizawa's rear, fingers splayed out over one cheek as his nails dig in slightly. Toshi leans up and lightly sucks on Aizawa's lower lip, teasing it with teeth and tongue until it's flushed red like the heavy shaft in his hand.
Another deep sigh of pleasure hisses from Shouta's throat as he's stripped out of the rest of his work uniform, giving a careless kick or two until the pants are left discarded at the foot of the bed, leaving the two teachers bare-skinned in their mutual embrace, sharing body heat and the bonding experience of tender, intimate touch. He tilts his head down a fraction to meet Toshi's mouth with his own, wedging his tongue to tease fleetingly past those perfect teeth with a soft hum as he grinds and flexes into the large hands sandwiching his hips. "For one... I did still want to taste you, to see if the pineapple works. But I suppose that can wait."
Toshi laughs loudly and nods, his eyes sparkling. "I sure hope so, considering how much pineapple I've eaten these last few weeks! I have to say, I'm not sure if I could eat pineapple forever though. Maybe for like... a special occasion? Something planned?" He laughs more and stills his hand as he gives Aizawa a few more tender teasing kisses, tongue flicking between his thin lips. "So... are you going to show me what you were thinking of? I'm up for anything you can throw at me right now."
"Special occasions," Aizawa agrees with a decisive nod, "Like our wedding night, or birthdays. And tonight, whatever day this is." He chuckles softly and pushes up and away, scooting his way back down Toshi's body to nestle between his legs again, fetching the bottle of lube from where he'd left it behind. "What say we try that again, but this time... just the tip?" He squirts a puddle of lube into his palm and rubs it between both hands to warm it, reaching back in to slip his fingers back between those firm cheeks, delving smoothly back in to massage at Toshi's walls again as he trails a couple careful fingertips down the length of his partner's shaft, testing that sensitivity after a bit of a rest.
The blonde nods a bit and tucks his arms behind his head to prop it up at an angle that he can watch as he shifts his legs apart again, eager to keep going. He sucks in a small breath as the fingers slide back into him, but he's still stretched out from before, so their addition is almost soothing up until the point where they brush over his prostate again. Toshi lets out a soft little whine as his legs tense, his cock throbbing to life under his lover's touch. "Mm, I love the touch of your hands... you might have to tie up my legs, they're still a bit wobbly and I don't think I can keep them tucked up," he admits frankly, eyes half shut as he enjoys the light caresses on his body, his hips twitching slightly against Aizawa's hands.
"I don't have enough hands for all that right now," Shouta drawls lazily, pumping his right hand a little further in to add a firmer pressure of his fingertips circling around that internal gland, "Hand me the spare pillows and just prop your legs up on my shoulders." He wraps his left hand around that thick shaft, just enough to smear the extra lube across the sensitive skin before he reaches for the pillows and hoists Toshi's hips into the air in his right palm, fingers pressing deep into the warmth of the older hero's body as he props the pillows under his partner's pelvis for support and lowers him back down atop the soft stack. "How's that," Aizawa croons softly, looming out from between Yagi's thighs to check on his expression, "Comfy?"
The blonde helps readjust his position the best he can, gasping softly as those fingers drive deeply into his body. Once he's settled, he shifts a bit, his weight pressing his shoulders against the bed firmly, then looks up at Aizawa. For a minute he's still, something clearly shifting in his face, the laughing teasing posture giving way to an intense eager stare and for a moment Toshinori feels smaller than his lover. "Ye-es," he breathes softly, his voice dropping an octave as he stares into Aizawa’s face, a blush spreading across his face and down his throat, "I think that's... much better."
Watching closely as this change sinks in, Aizawa breaks into a wide grin and reaches up with his left hand to run a warm palm down Toshi's chest, over his hips, and down the leg currently propped up on Eraserhead's shoulder. "Good," he purrs softly, adding a curl of his fingers to the dark praise, slowly and carefully massaging against that little knot of nerves tucked up in the warmth of Toshi's body, "Now all you have to do... is let go. Just relax for me, and I'll take care of the rest." Shouta twists his head and neck first to one side, then the other, gently dragging his stubble along the inner thighs framing him, and pressing a trail of kisses to mirror the soft massage of fingers against leg and prostate.
"I'll try..." Toshi makes a soft noise in the back of his throat and shivers, the inner touch making his whole body throb pleasantly. He twitches a little as he tries to shift away from the rough scraping but then stills as he sternly commands his body to relax. As the muscles in his lower belly finally unclench a small wave of clear liquid drips out of his shaft and onto his belly, dripping down the curve of his hips. "Oh!" Toshi makes a soft gasp as he closes his eyes and rocks his hips against Aizawa's fingers as it drips onto the blanket, "Oh that's...that’s new..."
Aizawa's hand darts out from Toshi's thigh to scoop the liquid with two fingers, bringing it to his lips to curiously sample the taste. "Hm? New good, or new bad?" He pauses and stills his other hand, taking the reprieve to appreciate the sensation of his partner's body wrapped around his fingers, that steady pulse beating in his grasp. Carefully, hesitantly, he slides his palm up across Yagi's hips, and slowly takes him in hand again, testing the waters with a light squeeze and the stroke of a thumb across that leaking head.
Toshi gasps and trembles, covering his face with both arms as he gives a shallow thrust into Aizawa's hand, his own weight keeping him mostly in place against the pillows. "Th-that's good... really good... s-still sensitive, but you can be rougher," he breathes softly against the skin of the forearm covering his face. Toshi slowly shifts his arms to cross the behind his head again, then turns his burning red face to hide it partially against one shoulder, the muscles in his stomach trembling slightly. "I... must look so slutty like this, all dripping and spread out like this and ready," he says a little hesitantly, suddenly desperate to hear words of praise drop from his lover's lips.
"You look healthy. Eager. Trusting. It's a good look for you, sunflower." Shouta runs his gaze over the entirety of Toshinori's body, soaking in each delicious detail as he puts his fingers back to work again and scoots in a little closer, rutting slowly against the pillows propping up Toshi's lower back. "Would you mind... If I indulged a little?" He gives a somewhat firmer squeeze around the base of that heavy shaft, and starts to scissor his fingers apart, teasing across Yagi's prostate until there's room for a third finger to add to the pressure, stretching the older hero open wide enough to accommodate Aizawa's neglected erection.
"Yes, please Shota," Toshi pleads breathlessly as he stretches his arms over his head and arches his head back, the pale curve of his throat flashing a little as he pants. The blonde squeezes his long legs around his partner's back and moans softly at the probing fingers, his hips jutting upwards as he turns to nip the inner skin of one arm. "Please... don't be easy on me..." he begs softly while the flush on his face and neck slowly creeps down his chest.
"Hmm... I'm not so sure you're ready just yet," Aizawa smirks and shoves his fingertips hard against that throbbing gland, milking it for pleasure as he squeezes a slow stroke from base to tip, scooting back as he goes and leaning in at the last second to wrap his mouth around the flushed glans with a smooth, soft tongue sliding down the underside. Determined to coax one more climax from his partner before shifting to sink into his inviting depths, Shouta sucks heartily at the salty tip, treating it like a cold juice pack after a hot summer day, complete with mouth-watering hums and gulps, his fingers unrelenting in their teasing and pushing all the while.
Toshi utters a sharp choked cry and writhes against the bed as he suddenly comes, hips thrusting uselessly in his trapped position as he spurts into his lover's mouth. He clenches his teeth and trembles from head to toe, his head thrown back against the mattress as wild untidy blonde curls fluff up around his face, few sticking to his sweat dampened cheeks. For a moment he's a tense whipcord of bone and muscle, then Toshi sags bonelessly against the blanket as all the strength runs out of his body. "S-stop... stop... I... I can't..." the blonde moans in a low drunken-sounding keen, one weak hand tugging at AIzawa's thick black hair, "...s-sensitive..."
Shouta gulps quickly at the hot, slick fluid flooding his mouth, pulling away reluctantly when the grip at his scalp tugs upward. Smacking his lips with a little smile at the taste, he swallows one last time and lets his left hand fall slack, the right hand stilling in place as he glances up to catch his partner's eye. "That... actually was a lot better. I guess the pineapple does help." Aizawa pulls his fingers slowly free from that tempting heat, pausing at the last second to murmur suggestively, "I've been eating it too, you know. Think you've got the energy to see for yourself?"
"S-shouta, as much as I would love to, if you don't fuck me right now I'm going to pass out from exhaustion," the blonde man gasps out as he lays limply amidst the tangle of damp blanket and the pillows keeping his hips nicely propped up. Toshi lifts his head very briefly to look Aizawa in the eyes, his own so dark and wide that the luminous blue iris is barely a slim ring around a well of black. He groans and flops his head back down and lightly squeezes his lover with his legs, trying to pull the gruff teacher closer. "Please," he pleads in a low rough voice even as he trembles a little from the aftershocks.
The pent-up Erasure hero needs no further prompting, not when his fiancé is begging like that, spread out across the bed and urging him in closer with his legs. "Sure thing, sunflower. Just relax for me, try to breathe." Shouta murmurs soothingly and reaches with his free hand for the bottle of lube, quickly refreshes the layer between Toshi's cheeks, and spreads the rest over himself before he scoots in closer and holds those long legs up over his shoulders in either arm. Carefully, attentive to his partner's comfort, he sinks in against the bare bottom propped up on the pillows, and slowly shifts his hips to search out that stretched-out entrance, eventually sinking into place with a deep groan.
Toshi makes a loud sound of discontent and shifts his legs to wrap around Aizawa's waist, yanking him closer, forcing the dark-haired hero to slam his hips into place and drive in roughly. The taller man makes a strangled sound and bites his lower lip, trembling, his hands curling in the tangled blanket. "Don't be..." he pants a little and shifts slowly, "don't be so gentle... please..." Toshi squeezes his eyes shut for a second as he clenches his muscles tightly around his lover's shaft, little beads of cum trailing from the tip of his own cock to paint his stomach before dripping onto the blanket.
Aizawa gasps softly at the tight squeeze around his base, his hips reflexively shoving in hard against Toshi's with a little growl as he bites his lip and slides his hands down the length of both legs, gathering a firm grip to either side of his partner's pelvis to help hold him steady. He gradually lets his knees sink a little further apart, slipping an inch or two lower to get a better alignment with his thrusts, aiming to match that same entry angle he'd been jamming his fingers into for the better part of an hour, humming idly to himself as he nudges purposefully against the abused bundle of nerves a few times to try to push Yagi through the fatigue once more. "Still falling asleep on me?"
"Nnn, ah... n-no..." the blonde gasps, open-mouthed as he writhes a little against the tight hold on his hips, "you... have to be rough... or I'm not... not going to..." Toshi gasps and lifts weak arms up to lightly grip Aizawa's wrists, trying to beg and plead with his whole body even as his legs sag weakly apart, falling to either side of the mound of pillows. The blonde hero manages to shift his head a little, looking like a complete disaster already, hair stuck messily to his flushed face and his lips red and bitten, but he tries to meet Aizawa's eyes as he begs shamelessly.
Working himself into a bit of a frenzy, Shouta slowly sinks forward against Toshi's body, chest pressed to abs and head pressed to scar as his hips rock in and out between those long thighs, his own breath coming in quick grunts and gasps as his fingers pull a little harder, squeezing almost tightly enough to leave bruises on either side of his partner's hips. With a final, deep groan, Aizawa strains his neck to grasp Yagi's nipple between his teeth, shoving his way deep into his lover's body as his own gives way under the indulgent pleasure, spilling over that pent-up energy and leaving him spent and shaky as his legs give out and his weight settles slowly atop the lanky hero beneath him, panting to catch his breath.
With each of Aizawa's thrusts, Toshi gasps roughly as a wave of pain and pleasure washes over him, a fierce prickly heat coiling in his lower belly. He wraps both arms around the smaller man's back, trying to grip his shoulder blades with damp weak fingers, little keening sounds working out of his throat. "M-more... more... ahh!" Toshi jerks backward as his lover comes deep inside of him, the slick hot wave bathing his battered nerves and tipping him over the edge. The blonde man jerks weakly as a tiny spurt of cum dribbles onto his stomach, but the sensation of cumming again so quickly rockets straight to his brain and he blacks out for a moment, collapsing against the bed limply.
Nearly as exhausted, but more than a little concerned at Toshinori's limp unresponsiveness, Shouta gingerly pulls back and sinks to one side, reaching up to lightly smack at the older man's cheek, hoping to rouse him back to consciousness. He reaches over for a half-empty water bottle left on the night stand, and presses its room-temperature plastic against Toshi's forehead and cheeks before uncapping it, taking a quick swig, and tipping a little water past his partner's lips. "Come on, sunflower. Get some fluids back in you. Besides what I put there."
Toshi chokes a little on the dribble of water but swallows it quickly, rousing out of his stupor with a groan. "....don't... don't drown me," he mumbles, his head rolling limply to the side so he can press his face against Aizawa's chest. For a moment he passes back out, then he wakes up again with a small jerk and another low groan. "I'm... so tired... I can't move at all."
Aizawa sighs and sets the bottle aside for a moment, then reaches for the stack of pillows, yanks them out from under Toshi, then arranges them against the headboard and leans back against them, folding his legs to pull the boneless man's head and shoulders into his lap. Stroking slowly at that golden hair with his cleaner hand, he tries the bottle again, wetting the thin lips with another little dab of water. "Drink up, now. You'll get a headache if you sleep without rehydrating."
Toshi hums exhaustedly at the wisdom in those words and latches his teeth onto the neck of the bottle, swiftly sucking down the remainder in a few noisy gulps. He yanks his head away to pant a little. "Holy hell, that was too much for my body," he wheezes, eyes closed and limbs loose.
With a nod of satisfaction, Shouta holds the bottle in place, keeping it from spilling but still within reach. "Well. I suppose you found that limit you were searching for." He huffs softly to himself in amusement and trails the fingers of his free hand through Toshi's hair and along the shell of his ear, fondly cupping his sharp cheekbone in one palm as he relaxes with his partner. "Next time... we should see about finding mine."
Toshi laughs weakly and lifts a shaky hand, giving it a small flex before combing it through Aizawa's black mane. "I think I've found out one particular aspect of it, I'm rather concerned what else you'd like for me to do to you," he laughs again, tiredly, while his eyes sag slowly more and more closed.
"Hmm," Shouta agrees wordlessly, relaxing into the bone-deep fatigue as he finishes splitting the water between them with slow, tired sips, eventually leaning back to rest his head against the headboard with a deep sigh of contentment. Dropping the empty bottle to one side, he rests his palms to either side of Toshi's head, cradling his temples with a gentle massage as the two drift off to sleep together.