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Omi gasps when he feels the older man's crotch brushes against his. Both of the man's lips are wet by saliva, tongues roaming through each other's mouth, hands slithering, touching each other's body carelessly. Yet it was almost silent, almost. The only sound that comes out is the toilet noise that they deliberately turned on earlier and a bit of gasp here and there, still, it was concealed nicely. The brown-haired man's head is swirling from lack of oxygen and adrenaline.
How was it again? How did they end up here? Here, on a restroom stall in an office building trying to have sex after they just had lunch on the rooftop with the others.
"Ta-Tasuku-san…" Omi whispers to his lover as he pulls his lips away from him, panting, trying to get as much air to his lungs while his arms curl around Tasuku's neck. His chest visibly moved up and down as the green-haired man's hands were still busy unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his plump chest that his lover worships so much. Tasuku sucks one of them before turning his gaze to Omi as his hands work on opening the younger man's pants, only to make Omi more aroused.
"Did you bring—"
"Mmhm," Tasuku nods while his tongue is busy playing with Omi's nipple. He shows Omi a box of condoms in his hand to Omi's surprise before licking the already hard flesh and answers properly.
"I had it in my pocket. Just… in case."
Tasuku's cheeks flush with a shade of glowing red. Though it surely wasn't a time to be embarrassed and Tasuku knows it as he goes back kissing Omi's soft and moist lips while his hand roams to his back. Slowly caressing Omi's skin while moving down until his fingertips touch the place he's looking for. Just to be greeted by something he didn't expect.
"Omi did you—?!"
"Ssh! Yes…"
Tasuku's other hand pulls Omi's pants down while his fingers carefully touch the equipment on Omi's rim, now he knows for sure what it is.
"A plug, huh?"
Tasuku pulls the plug slowly, making his lover moan and shudder while tightening his arms around him. A faint wet sound can be heard as the plug completely comes off and his hand is drenched in what he guesses as a lubricant then he finds Omi smiling at him as if what's happening is not hot enough already.
"So… you wear it from the start?"
"Yes."
"So when we were running back then…"
"Yes, Tasuku-san…," Omi—who's already turned around and bent over, opens his legs and reveals his hungry, twitching, dripping hole to Tasuku—is clearly impatient. The younger man doesn't even bother to take his glasses off even though it slides off his pretty face a little.
"Please, put it in..."
Tasuku licks his lips then smirks while opening his pants and untying his tie. Ripping the rubber's wrapping with his teeth while snatching his lover's firm yet soft buttock then slaps it, leaving a red mark and a rather loud moan by Omi behind. He chuckles as he puts the condom on carefully. Tasuku is satisfied with what he sees but it's all just the beginning.
I'm gonna have such a good time.
Tasuku thrust his manhood sharply, making every inch of it engulfed in his lover's warmth. Omi's body shudders from the sudden thrust. He shudders even more when Tasuku reaches his deepest spot which makes him moan unexpectedly loud, and his lower body impulsively grinds against the older man's crotch.
"Haaah… So big, T-Tasuku-san..."
Words just fly freely from Omi's mouth as the pleasure instantly gets to his head. Understandably, Tasuku could say the same about how tight the younger man feels around him and how high he feels right now since they both haven't done it in some time.
Tasuku starts to move following the rhythm Omi started when he grinds against him, shoving his hips—hard—to the brown-haired man when he's pushing his hips to him. Omi's breathing gets louder and heavier as Tasuku keeps hitting his sweet spot.
"T-there!! Tasuku-san, Tasuku-san..."
The sight of Omi before him only excites him even further. The younger man gazes at him with such a delirious look on his flushed face, his eyes half-closed from ecstasy and his mouth gaping, trying to call his name while drops of saliva dripping down the side of his lips. Even the glasses Omi wears know how hot his lover is right now as it appears to fog up a bit.
Tasuku gulps his saliva, trying so hard not to slam his hips so rough to Omi just to fail miserably. He instinctively slams his hips hard enough to make a loud slapping sound—and Omi shrieks—while pulling his body to him.
"Sshhh, not too loud, Omi."
Tasuku takes off Omi's glasses and puts them inside the younger's suit while his other hand starts to fondle Omi's nipple while squeezing the plump chest from time to time. Still gasping for air—or just trying not to moan loudly—Omi glances at Tasuku and using his free hand reaches the back of the older man's head, pulling his face closer to him while keeping his gaze locked at the purple iris. Hoping that Tasuku gets the clue as he is still struggling to put out some words.
Tasuku chuckles before kissing his lover deeply, sliding his tongue into the honey-colored eyed man's mouth, roaming inside it before bumping into Omi's tongue. Resulting in the younger man sucking it eagerly before Tasuku can do anything, then shortly they suck each other's lips, taking turns as they go. Neither one of them closes their eyes and no one opposes it since they are both hungry for each other and they want to enjoy all they can get right now. Their pace quickens as both of them get even more restless.
Tasuku flinches then groans when he feels Omi's inside begins to twitch. Realizing his lover is close, he can't help but grin.
Heh, I haven't even touched him yet.
Omi's breathing becomes erratic while still kissing Tasuku's lips and cheek like he can't get enough of it. Tasuku knows Omi can't be bothered to talk right now—not with how hard he keeps pumping his length into him—yet he knows Omi enough that he is near his limit. Though he also knows that that limit can be restarted over and over.
"Ta-Tasuku-san…!!"
"Yeah, I know," the green-haired actor grumbles in Omi's ear, licking it after that. "Just let it out."
He was just going to touch his lover's throbbing manhood and let him moan like a madman when he reaches his climax but the universe says otherwise. The sound of the door opening can be heard across the room, making both Omi and Tasuku hold their breath, followed by the voices of two people chattering.
Are you fucking kidding me?
As if It can't get worse than that, both of them recognized the voices too well. It's someone they know.
Tasuku can only curse, quietly, while feeling Omi's body tremble in front of him. Omi's grip on his green hair gets rougher, yanking it backward, making him wince and hiss in pain—and his grip on Omi's manhood tightens.
"Omi—"
Not only his head that stings, now he feels aching down below. Realizing Omi clenching him so tight it almost hurt. Connecting the dots, he finally understands what happens.
Tasuku glances at his lover to be met by a sight of Omi streaming in tears while his eyes roll back and his eyelid flutters. His trembling hand—like the rest of his body—covered his mouth, trying so hard to not make any loud noise. His rock-solid erection pulsates inside Tasuku's grip yet nothing is coming out of it.
Is he… having a dry orgasm?
Knowing all of it, adrenaline rushes through his veins making Tasuku can't help but keep thrusting his manhood into his lover, slowly but deep. Omi jolts in every thrust while his warm inside twitches wildly, just like his erection. It's a complete bliss for Tasuku as he also finds it hard to keep his voice down from that.
Those minutes pass so fast. How can it not? Time flies when someone has fun and that is what both Tasuku and Omi feel as they hear their friends walk away from the restroom.
"Nngghh…"
It was really a soft moan that came out from Omi's mouth but the frustration behind it is enough to make Tasuku get unbearably hard. Omi—who notices it right away—glances at Tasuku, squinting his eyes then lets out a sultry smile as his body gradually becomes steady.
“You seem to enjoy that, Tasuku-san~” Omi smiles sweetly, still trying to gather his breath but not trying to hold his voice. Not when he knows no one there.
“Same could be said to you, Omi,” Tasuku kisses Omi’s cheek, delighted by what happened, “never knew you’re that bold.”
The younger man chuckles, “but you like it, right?”
“Oh, very much.”
Tasuku grins then pulls Omi's body to the closed lid toilet behind them, abruptly turning his body facing him. Omi gasps but already anticipates what his lover will do. As soon as his body touches the lid surface, he spreads his legs and holds one of them with his arm while the other hand curls around Tasuku’s neck, pulling him closer.
“Put it in again, please?” Omi leans closer to whisper into Tasuku’s ear, “I haven’t really cum, you know”
Omi knows how to play with fire literally. But metaphorically, Tasuku is his favorite kind of fire. He always knew how to ignite him. Oh and how he loves it when he sees the fire in the older man’s eyes.
"How shameless"
One thing to know about Tasuku is that sometimes what he says and what he truly feels can contradict each other. Though seems reluctant, Tasuku very much loves this side of his lover and he wants more of it. As a man of few words, Tasuku likes to show how he feels with action more than words, and for Omi, it's enough.
It's certainly enough to know about the older man with how he purposely takes the rubber off his length then shoves the throbbing part of him hard into Omi's hole and how eager he sucks Omi's firm nipples not long after. Just charging at both of them relentlessly, making them both as red as they can be while slamming his manhood deep and rough into him, hitting his sweet spot every time. At this point, Tasuku truly doesn't care about how loud the brown-haired man's voice is right now. He knows his lover is enjoying it and so does he.
"A-aaah!! Tasuku-san not so—"
— rough is what Omi wanted to say but his sentence was cut short. The pleasure already crept from his body into his mind, once again.
Omi too couldn't be bothered to think about his voice at the moment—even though he's actually trying so hard to lower his voice down. He's overstimulated from the fact that he was just climaxing, a dry one no less. His body is still itching from the thrill they just went through resulting in him being oversensitive and now he's being pummeled with no remorse while his most delicate places are being stimulated to no end.
"Your cock… feels so good aahhh!!"
Tasuku is right, Omi does enjoy it and maybe far too much as he starts to ramble lustful nonsense and moans uncontrollably. His hand clutching Tasuku's hair while his other hand gripping his lover's suit forcefully. His body moves following Tasuku's pace, bucking his hips to the man before him, wanting more friction inside him.
Tasuku's unforgiving pace continues and after some red spot and bites mark on Omi's sun-kissed skin, Tasuku decided to look at his lover's face, out of curiosity—or thirst.
"Shit, Omi…"
Stop being too hot. I feel like I'm losing my mind.
But maybe, I am losing my mind.
Omi's face is embellished in rosy tints all over it, his eyes teary and tear trail still fresh on his red cheek while drool is still dripping from the edge of his lips. Sweat drizzles from his forehead, through his cheek to his scar before falling to his shirt. Omi's honey-colored eyes staring back at Tasuku as if telling him how he feels.
"I'm losing my mind, Tasuku-san…"
Well, that makes two of us.
"Please…"
"As you wish."
Now, they're both on edge and they both know it.
Tasuku once again feels Omi start clenching on his shaft, nudging it teasingly as it twitches all over. As for Omi, he senses Tasuku just got bigger inside him, which makes him grins then shudder in excitement as he feels the older man's veins throbbing, brushing inside him. Tasuku reaches the tip of Omi's manhood and strokes all over it as he leans in and kisses Omi briefly before Omi throws his head back, whines then kisses Tasuku back in return.
"Ta-Tasuku-san, I'm gonna—!!"
"Me...too."
Omi hugs Tasuku close to him as the sensation becomes a bit too much for him to handle. He touches Tasuku cheek with one hand, wanting the older man to see his face as he comes. Tasuku locked his gaze on Omi instantly, making the younger man smile in pleasure as their breathing became one. Tasuku can see Omi's lips quivering a little, but what he says after makes him the one that quivers.
"Tasuku-san...Tasuku-san…" Omi moans, "Fill my ass...with your cum."
Hey now, that's not fair.
Tasuku grunts and shivers as soon as he hears that and squirts his release inside Omi while clenching his teeth as if in agony, even though it's far from it. Tears escaping Omi's eyes as soon as he feels Tasuku filling him. His body spasms in bliss as he let out a long satisfied moan then climaxes harder than his lover, as his body jolts, his hand impulsively reached for Tasuku suit, pulling it then smearing both of the men's abdomen—moreover, Tasuku's hand.
They're both panting as they still look at each other, both trying to regain some sense. Omi breaks the tension by wheezing then kisses Tasuku cheek while hugging the older man tenderly. Tasuku smiles at the gesture and hugs back, sadly with one hand.
"That was great, Tasuku-san," Omi's face brightens despite still looking on the messy side, "I had so much fun."
"A bit too much don't you think?" Tasuku sighs then smiles.
"But I know you enjoyed it."
Tasuku's face becomes a bit redder, he knows it pointless to disagree. Since he's enjoying it, not to mention he might be the one who makes it too much. Therefore, he just makes his smiles wider.
"I did enjoy it."
Omi just giggles, kisses Tasuku lips one more time before pulling out his plug from his suit.
"Put it on for me, please?"
"Don't you need to wash it out?"
Omi shakes his head, "I want to feel you inside me~," he smiles sweetly at Tasuku, teasing him, "Besides, don't you want to continue it somewhere else? a hotel maybe?"
Tasuku is stunned for a while before chuckles and pinches Omi's cheek. "I have that in mind since this morning, you know."
Tasuku takes the plug from Omi's hand, pulls out his manhood from his lover's slowly before putting the plug back, where it temporarily belongs. He then helps Omi get up.
"Heh, as expected from you Tasuku-san."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"I mean," Omi leans closer to Tasuku, "I kinda know you can't get enough of me."
"I know I can be horny sometimes—"
"Most of the time."
Tasuku stares at Omi who's holding back his smiles or laugh and stops getting dressed for a while.
"You're not wrong…" Tasuku turns his head as he feels his cheek heating up, "There's no way I can hold back if I have you as a lover…"
"And I love that about you," Omi said smoothly while offering some tissue to Tasuku, which Tasuku takes gratefully.
"Not the horny part, but not holding back part."
Tasuku is taken aback by his lover's words and at a loss. We just have wild and risky sex and now you make my heart flutter. You never cease to amaze me. This is why I love you, Fushimi Omi.
Knowing Tasuku is lost for words and still needs to get dressed more than him, Omi just smiles gently.
"I'll be waiting outside, okay? It's going to be awkward too if two men come out from a stall together."
"Yeah, you're right."
"Well then—"
"Wait, Omi—!"
Tasuku grabs Omi's hand, making the brown-haired man turn his head to him, then kisses his lips.
"I love you," Tasuku murmurs before he turns around and goes on to get dressed.
Omi blinks in surprise before his cheeks glow red and smiles. See? I was right about you. You never hold back about the stuff you love and I'm grateful to be one of them, Tasuku-san.
"I love you too, Tasuku-san."