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“Come in.” Risotto calls with his eyes still on his paperwork. Doppio knocked even though he knows he doesn’t need to when Risotto’s working from his home office.
“I know you’re busy… but I got something special… and I wanted to show you.” Doppio’s both shy but very excited about his surprise. “I don’t know if you’ll even like it, but I thought it was cute!” Doppio hops out of the doorway and into the room, revealing himself. He wears a kigurumi designed like a fawn, the fabric is light brown with a white chest and abdomen, white spots line the legs and the sides, small soft horns adorn the hood on Doppio’s head and a soft white tail is on his butt.
“Mmm-hmmm cute, Doppio.” Risotto says habitually without even looking up at his boyfriend.
“You think so?” Doppio smiles to himself and runs his hands along the soft fabric. He knows the capo didn’t even look, but he accepts the praise anyways. He nearly skips up to the desk with renewed confidence and adds, “It’s soft too! Here! Feel!” Since Risotto’s left hand isn’t busy writing, Doppio carefully lifts it and places it at his abdomen. “See how nice feels?” From under his hood, the smaller man smiles wide at his boyfriend. Holding Risotto’s large, heavy hand against his body requires both of his hands.
Once the soft fabric touches Risotto’s skin, he finally gives Doppio his full attention. He looks his lover over as he tentatively moves his fingers over the material. Doppio’s brown eyes are glowing with joy under the horned hood, a light happy blush runs across his cheeks, and his small frame looks even smaller within his outfit. Risotto’s eyes rest where his hand lays on his boyfriend’s soft white tummy, the hand completely dwarfs both of Doppio’s. Risotto grins slyly. His boyfriend notices his dimple and a familiar gleam in his eye.
“Yes, it is very soft and very cute. It suits you.” Risotto turns his chair to face his boyfriend. Gripping the plush fabric at his fingers, he pulls his lover to him. Doppio stumbles forward a step and stops at the edge of the chair, between the capo’s strong thighs. With Risotto’s thumb and curled forefinger, he turns Doppio’s surprised face to him, planting a kiss on his lips. Doppio whimpers as Risotto thrusts his tongue into the small mouth. Large fingers wander blindly to the zipper at Doppio’s clavicle. From deep within the kiss, he unzips his small boyfriend.
Breaking contact, Doppio says, “Okay, but I-I didn’t mean to… ah… This isn’t what I was trying to…” His trembling and intense blushing broadcasts to Risotto that although not intended, Doppio very much wants this.
“No? Well, even if you didn’t mean to, I always want you.” Risotto’s statement makes another whimper fall from Doppio. With the front of the kigurumi open, Risotto sees the little goose bumps along the freckled body and the small nipples hardened from the cool air’s caress. With a pleased hum, Risotto gently takes a small peak into his mouth and suck at the delicate flesh. He can feel his lover’s pounding heart and allows himself to smile at his boyfriend’s excitement.
Doppio whimpers at the sensation and the sound only stokes the desire within Risotto. He presses a palm into Doppio’s lower back, bringing him closer into himself. He lets his hand glide down Doppio’s front to his hardening cock. A moan falls from Doppio when contact is made. The sound makes the capo growl into Doppio’s flesh.
Risotto’s hunger for his lover takes over. He’s done playing. The capo presses a hand to Doppio’s bare chest and pushes him to the wall. The smaller man is startled but familiar with the action, so he braces himself. With Doppio’s back to the wall, he looks up at his boyfriend from under his hood with the soft fawn horns. Risotto’s usually piercing crimson eyes are gentle when looking down upon his small lover.
“You’re so soft, I like it. I want to feel more of it.” Risotto says as he removes his shirt. “And you,” he adds as he kneels in front of his boyfriend. He moves one hand along Doppio’s hip to grasp his plush ass and the other hand gently pulls back Doppio’s foreskin. Immediately, Risotto takes the entirety of his lover into his mouth. Doppio whines and runs his hands through the silver locks before him. Risotto squeezes the petite ass when his nose meets the bit of pink hair at the base. Risotto looks up at his boyfriend as he flattens his tongue, gliding it against the underside. With his jaw open, Doppio looks down at his large lover with moans falling from him effortlessly.
Without releasing his lover from his mouth, Risotto supports Doppio’s ass with one hand and with the other, puts a leg over his shoulder, then does the same with the other side. The smaller man braces himself by joining his hands around his lover’s neck. When Risotto stands, Doppio yelps as his fawn back slides up the wall. Once to full height, Doppio reaches one hand up to meet the ceiling, just a few inches from his hood. The other hand he returns to the top of his boyfriend’s head.
Being in the precarious situation sends a jolt of excitement through Doppio’s body. Standing at his full height, Risotto’s strong hands support the small ass before him. He gently squeezes, feeling the soft material and plush ass within them, the velveteen thighs of his lover rest along the sides of his neck and shoulders, small calves brush against his bare back. Looking back up at his lover, Risotto sees that his face angled up, he’s beginning to moan loudly, and his grip is getting tighter. The capo gives a pleased hum into his boyfriend’s cock as he bobs his head. He maintains a slow pace, but hollows his cheeks as he watches his little lover come undone above him.
With a whine, Doppio curls forward, both hands now grasping at the silver locks. His body jolts as he cries out his lover’s name, long and slow, matching the intensity of the orgasm that Risotto sends through his body. The last vowel trails as he rides his orgasm. Hungrily, Risotto drinks of his boyfriend. Panting, Doppio opens his eyes and looks down at his lover. With a wink, Risotto still bobs on Doppio, ever so gently to be sure to get every last precious drop. Once he’s had his fill, the capo releases the softening cock and smiles at his lover.
“Good?” Risotto playfully asks as he carefully, lowers Doppio till they’re both eye level.
Panting, Doppio responds with dreamy eyes. “So very very good.”
Still supporting his lover’s ass, Risotto shrugs Doppio’s legs from his shoulders. The bend in the knees rest at Risotto’s biceps. With his grip at the back of Risotto’s neck, Doppio pulls his lover forward for a kiss. His small tongue glides along his boyfriend’s tasting as much of himself and his boyfriend as he can. Risotto removes one hand from Doppio’s ass as he undoes his pants.
Breaking the kiss and putting his forehead against Doppio’s, “I need you. All of you.” Risotto demands. Returning his strong hands to the fabric at Doppio’s ass, he grasps and tears the seat of the kigurumi. Doppio shrieks at the sound.
“Ah! I just bought this.” Doppio pouts.
“I’ll buy you five more.” Risotto promises as he touches Doppio’s entrance with the tip of his hard cock already wet with precum.
“Ah-Slow!” Doppio reminds as his boyfriend begins to enter him. Then his words trail off into a slight moan as he welcomes the sensation. Risotto lowers his small boyfriend onto him and stops. He moves his hips back slowly then back in place as he lowers his lover more. He keeps this pace painfully slow for himself, but slow enough for his lover. Oh, how he’d love to just impale this adorably soft creature before him, but Risotto is a patient man. He knows his lover. He knows he’s worth every excruciating second that crawls by. He keeps his movements slow knowing that the feeling of ecstasy within himself and seeing the ecstasy on his boyfriend’s face is worth every moment. Each instant spent near or within his lover is never enough but yet so very precious. He prays for endless seconds with this marvelous person that he has the pleasure to call his own.
Risotto lets out a moan once he feels Doppio’s plush fawn ass against his pelvis. Now that the wall is a hindrance, he steps back. His hands support Doppio as do the smaller arms wrapped around his neck.
“B-Babe? Like this?” Doppio asks, his voice laced with concern.
“Yes, like this.” Risotto replies, as he steadies himself while holding his boyfriend in the air.
“L-Last time this was pretty uncomfortable. I want to, but…” Doppio protests as gently he can.
“Fine! I don’t care how. I just need you.” Risotto responds, growing a bit impatient. (Maybe he’s not quite as patient as he thinks he is.) He pivots and sets his small lover at the edge of the desk.
“Thank you, Babe. Much be-” Doppio’s own moans cut him off as Risotto begins pounding into him at a relentless pace. Doppio is already seeing stars. Before his arms stop obeying his commands, he lets go and lays back onto the desk covered in paperwork.
Risotto moves each of Doppio’s legs straight up against him, feeling the soft material graze his abdomen, chest and shoulders with each movement. Wild in his desire, Risotto grunts loudly at each merciless thrust, drowning out the moans of the small man before him. His sounds are only rivaled by the slapping sound of his body crashing into lover’s ass.
The concept of human speech is lost upon Doppio in this moment. His mind is flooded with nothing but the delicious sensations that Risotto is pounding into him. He’s barely aware, let alone in control, of the moans coming from him. He closes his eyes to savour every centimeter of his lover within him. His hardening cock bounces freely against his abdomen with each thrust.
Risotto’s actions stutter as he’s close. He presses himself into his lover fully and steels himself. “D-Doppio?” He manages his boyfriend’s name as he leans forward. After whining from the loss of movement, Doppio snaps out of his ecstasy induced haze and looks up to see Risotto reaching for him.
“Come here.” Risotto requests barely above a whisper as he moves the legs from in front of his chest to around his waist. With a sound of acknowledgement, Doppio links his feet and supports himself on weak arms, holding himself up to meet his lover. Risotto pulls his boyfriend to him gently by the shoulders. With his arms supporting his small boyfriend’s back, Risotto nuzzles into the velveteen neck of the hood as Doppio puts his arms around the strong neck before him.
“You’re so soft, so cute.” Risotto repeats himself as he starts moving again, this time slowly, gently within his lover. When Risotto establishes his pace, Doppio’s moaning resumes.
“I need you, Doppio.” Risotto whispers. Without losing his rhythm, he pulls the hood back from Doppio’s head to find his pink hair an absolute mess with some of it matted to his face. His telltale expression broadcasts that he’s also close: his brow is furrowed slightly, deeply blushing and mouth agape, moaning.
“You are so handsome.” Risotto says as he smooths a few strands from the blushing face before him. “I love you.” He adds barely above a whisper. Doppio is again at the point where speech is beyond him. He whimpers an affirmative then pulls himself forward to kiss his lover. The affection pushes Doppio over the edge and his body trembles as he moans into Risotto’s mouth. His cock shoots a few ropes of warm cum in between the two of them.
Risotto smiles, breaking the kiss. He manages to say, “My good boy.” Steeling himself, he then adds, “I’ll buy you another,” he promises again as he swiftly pulls out of his boyfriend. With a grunt and a couple strokes of his cock, his orgasm crashes into him as he aims himself, cumming forcefully onto Doppio’s chest and kigurumi. Doppio smiles weakly at his lover as the warm cum drips down his front and adds to his own cooling cum at his abdomen.
“You… you are a beautiful mess.” Risotto chuckles as he observes his boyfriend at the edge of his desk: the pink haired man sits with his knees up; ass exposed from within the large torn hole; his softening dick sticking out of the zipper opening; his front and the front of his kigurumi are covered in their combined cum and sweat; his chest still heaves in pants and his unhooded head is wet with sweat; pink hair is still matted to his face. Smiling, Risotto gently picks Doppio up, bridal style to carry him into the bathroom.
“So... Why didn’t you tell me before that you were uncomfortable in that position?” Risotto playfully squints his crimson eyes down at his boyfriend.
“I uh… I didn’t wanna ruin the moment. It was our first time together.” Doppio averts his eyes and fidgets with the zipper on his kigurumi. “It’s not like it was bad enough to mention before.”
Risotto presses a kiss to Doppio’s moist temple. “Next time please don’t wait to tell me.”
“Fine. I won’t.” Doppio mutters, still looking down at his zipper. Risotto carries his boyfriend into the bathroom as per their after sex ritual. He stands his pink haired lover at the sink. Risotto runs the bathwater for his boyfriend. When he turns back around, he sees Doppio frowning at his reflection as he’s shrugging off his ruined kigurumi. A tinge of guilt hits him as he looks at the hole in the backside and a small white tail, barely hanging by a thread.
“Oh! It has a tail too?” Risotto blurts, admiring how cute it must have been.
Doppio pouts as he reaches for the small white piece of fabric. “Well, it used to.” Doppio sticks out his lower lip even more to exaggerate the pout. “You better buy me a new one.”
“I will, I will. I already promised. I’ll buy you as many as you want.” Risotto helps his boyfriend out of the wet and disheveled kigurumi. “Maybe we should get doubles so we can do this again,” the larger man adds jokingly as he tosses the garment into the sink.
Holding himself up at the counter, Doppio shrieks, “You better not!” Then thinks better of his statement, remembering everything that just occurred. “Well… as long as we have a spare, I guess that’s fine.” He looks down as he feels his face getting warm again.
Noticing that Doppio’s refusing to look at him, Risotto glances at his lover’s reddened reflection instead. He can’t resist to tease. “Oh, you guess, huh? Are you blushing, Angel?” He reaches out to his shy lover.
“Am not!” the pink haired man insists as he pivots to cling to his boyfriend so he can hide his face. Bashfully he blurts out, “I just want my bath.”
“Okay, okay.” Risotto gently scoops his little lover into his arms and gently sets him into the bath’s warm water. Doppio takes hold of Risotto’s arm as he goes to move away.
“Join me? Please?” Doppio begs looking up at his boyfriend without hiding his blushing face anymore.
“There will be room left to actually bathe.” Risotto points out.
“Then we’ll shower after. Please? ‘I need you.’” Doppio quotes his lover with a small teasing grin of his own. Risotto gazes down at the man who’s giving him a look that he can’t say no to.
“Okay, but then I really need to get back to my work… I hope you didn’t cum on any of it.” Risotto realizes as he steps into the tub behind his boyfriend.
Doppio scoots forward to make room. “Nuh-uh! Have you seen how much you cum?! It’s definitely yours, Signore Fire Hose!”
Risotto settles in as best he can and pulls his small lover to him. “What are you complaining about? You fucking love my cum!”
Doppio pouts as he places his head against the large chest. “Well… yeah, I should anyways. I wear it often enough.”
“It looks good on you.” Risotto points out, in a matter of fact way, as he takes a handful of water and watches the drops fall onto his boyfriend’s skin. Doppio relinquishes the playful argument as he rests against his boyfriend, feeling the strong chest below him rising and falling with each breath.
“I couldn't say it earlier but I love you too, ya know.” The smaller man says, interlacing his fingers with the large hand near him.
“Yeah. I know, Angel.” Risotto smiles and kisses the top of Doppio’s head, still matted and messy.
“Good.” Doppio smiles to himself in a moment of complete contentment.