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“Can you feel it, right there?”
“Yes- yes, please, I can.”
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Shu didn’t usually visit Luca that often. Most of Luxiem hasn’t. Luca still hadn’t moved in with the rest of them, still finishing things before the actual moving process, which made him barely have any time to visit them, or vice versa. He was constantly worried about his smell when he came over. And everyone was prepared; there was a fair variety among all of them.
What they didn’t expect was Luca’s scent to be so dense and harsh a couple of days ago. He left an hour later.
He’s just stressed.
And that’s why Shu thought it wouldn’t be bad to visit him. For a night. Stagnant updates in his plans made him more impulsive. Everyone agreed it wouldn’t be bad if Shu gave him a gentle push. Ike would be a good fit for the job too, but his heat was going to come up right about soon. Wouldn’t want to risk indulging, though a trusted friend— but one that is not too accustomed to the smell of honeysuckle and cedar.
Whatever it was, Shu could deal with it. What can he not do?
-
Shu rang the bell of Luca’s apartment. Shit, why was he so nervous? He hasn’t come over in 2 months, but what’s the big deal?
“Shu!” Luca laughed as he opened the door. “Hey Luca.” Shu smiled back.
“I missed you so much. Come inside!” Luca widened the door and Shu stepped inside, answering with a breathy laugh. The smell of vanilla is so good.
“I’m glad to see you too, Luca. Hope you’re not too stressed.” Luca locked the door.
"Oh well, you know," Luca said, looking to the side. "But I feel so much better now that you’re here."
Shu smiled. He took his shoes off and took a step into the apartment. He glanced around, and he noticed a bloodied jacket on the couch, still wet and damp with dark blood. The apartment smelled strongly of vanilla. Way too much. He dropped his bag near the coat rack and went up to pick up the bloodied item. Luca looked a little tense.
“Hey, it’s okay. I’ll soak it in some cold water. You didn’t get hurt?”
“Only a little. That’s my jacket, obviously not my scent.”
Shu turned around, “Then who’s?”
“I don’t know. But the smell is putrid sweet.”
Shu widened his eyes a bit. Luca crossed his arms. “I think you noticed my scent— Sorry about that. I noticed too late. It happened earlier today. Didn’t know what to do about it.”
Shu brought it up to his nose, he didn’t notice how Luca’s pupils went sharp. “Ah.. Fuck..” The smell is so strong, even the blood. Putrid sweet. Like spoonfuls of honey. It made Shu feel a bit dizzy, even though it shouldn’t affect him so badly.
The smell of initial musk and the sugary scent that coated it made Shu’s ears buzz a little.
What a time to visit.
“Yeah I could tell. Don’t worry about it though, let me get this rinsed out.” Shu murmured, as he went into the bathroom.
He plugged the sink and ran cold water through the jacket.
What the hell is going on?
-
A loud thud was followed by small fleeting drops of items falling in a consecutive row.
Shu ran out of the bathroom. “Luca? Luca! What happened?”
“Shit.. Sorry Shu! I dropped some stuff.. I’ll clean it up.”
“I’ll come help, wait.”
“No! It’s alright. I think the smell is going to make me feel worse.”
“But Luc-”
“I said, it’s alright.”
Silence.
“Fuck.” He murmured. He tied up his hair and went into the bathroom, letting the intoxicating smell of blood and water leave the sink. And soaked the shirt again.
-
Luca enters the bathroom, a bit sweaty.
“Luca? Everything good?” He doesn’t turn to look at him, but he can tell with his peripheral vision.
“Yeah, sorry. Tried to look for something and made a mess.”
“Hey, that’s alright. I’ll help you when I’m done.” Shu looks down and looks at his hands. So red. He washes them off.
Luca comes closer; the smell of vanilla cuts off the omega scent.
His voice is deeper than usual. “I can’t imagine what someone had to think, to carry out something like this.”
“What happened anyways?”
“Don’t remember that much.”
Shu finally looks to the side. “What? What do you mean you don’t-“
Oh wow.
Luca is sweating like crazy. He stares up and down and notices that his hair clip is gone too.
“Luca you’re—” And it clicks. He looks towards the sink full of delicious blood.
Luca’s an alpha. That’s the whole reason he’s rinsing the jacket off so rigorously.
“Fuck.” Luca murmurs, taking Shu out of his thoughts.
“We can talk about it when I’m done, I don’t think it’s a good idea for you to be here.” He points down with his sharp nail towards the jacket.
“Right.” Luca shoves his hand into the sink, pulling out the drain stopper. The mixture gets sucked into the drain, leaving the jacket damp.
Luca leaves, the door almost shut.
-
Wouldn’t it be easier to dump this into the trash? Burn it? Shu could do it, for fucks sake.
He could feel himself growing less patient with scrubbing the damned jacket. Shu had been hearing Luca roam around the apartment for quite some time, and it only increased Shu’s pace in scrubbing the stupid jacket.
-
While trying to scrub the blood stains, he tried to wash out the smell from his hands in the process. He could still smell it, like a layer of melted sugar on his hands, though it was better than nothing.
He completely soaked the jacket in cold water and let it be.
Leaving the bathroom, the door creaked a little bit. He stood outside the bathroom a bit. Pondering.
Now, where’s Luca?
-
He felt comfortable roaming around Luca’s home, normally, on normal days.
His apartment wasn’t huge, but wasn’t a cramped space either. Luca was open to enjoying the big and little things in life.
Shu stepped forward gently.
The silence was deafening; and he was not about to break it with his footsteps.
"Luca?" He could feel his back sweat a little bit. Is he asleep? Probably not. Shu stepped into the hallway.
How could Luca carry that jacket home? The urge to hold onto Omega's scent made sense, but you’d think he would be none the wiser. It’s just a jacket. How’d the scent even get onto it, in the first place?
He entered the kitchen and saw the shelves open, messy. He was guessing that’s where Luca made the mess. Shu entered the guest room. No Luca, but the sheets were messed up and the bedside table drawers were wide open.
Shu felt a little scared.
It’s not a feeling he’d usually get. With Luca especially. Luca has a much more pleasant scent than Vox. Less overbearing, domineering. Mysta preferred Vox’s scent, and Ike never commented on it. Shu never let his preference be a vocal thing, but he always thought a balance between alpha scents would do good in the house. Luca’s scent would never be noticed unless you stood next to him, but it’d water down the intensity of Vox’s scent. A fresh waft of vanilla.
He once stole Luca’s shirt to keep in his room. His scent intoxicates you the longer you stay close to it, like it’s going to consume you from the inside out.
That was scary. Scary, rutting down on his pillow non-stop, wanting it to be Luca grinding against him.
It makes sense anyway; he’s an alpha after all. Shu, the beta he is, still can’t control the uncontrollable.
Shu wipes the sweat off his neck.
He stood in front of Luca’s room. Those emotions that he felt so strongly slipped into Shu’s head and he clenched his fists.
Please, Lord, please. Let this alpha take a break.
And no rut for Shu to take care of.
-
Some time has passed, and Shu regrets not doing anything, in the same position as he was in before.
Though he wasn’t standing, he was practically kneeling. His hand right against his mouth, he regretted attempting to clean that damned jacket.
For the past 10 minutes, he has heard Luca growl, pant, and grunt. Shu’s brain took in the sugary scent before, and his hand cupped his mouth; gasping. And now his nostrils were met with the reeking scent of a barely controllable alpha.
Both scents made him feel dizzy and nauseous. Betas don’t experience a monthly cycle of wanting to get bred or to breed. Shu doesn’t know what that feels like.
He definitely feels like this is what it would feel like.
Just like before, Luca’s scent made him slowly lose control, from a pleasant sniff to an intense, never-ending lust.
Shu zoned out, his knees quivering as he finally slumped against the door with a thump.
"Shu." A heavy, raspy voice called out.
Shu bit his tongue.
-
"Shu.. Come here. Come to me.. Please." Luca called out, heavy waves of musk leaving the room, making Shu’s head pulse with sensitivity.
His hand leaves his mouth and it’s wet—so wet with his drool, so much that it feels disgusting to wipe it off on his pants.
Frozen and rigid, he tries to stand up.
He knows he can’t self-lubricate, but oh god, it feels like there’s slick running down his thighs. "Luca. I-I can’t— You can’t leave your room. This is bad. I’ll call Vox I’ll—"
"Come here."
"Luca, please—" Luca cuts him off. "Come here."
Shu stares at the door, silent.
-
Luca’s fists slam against the door. Shu can feel the aftershocks when he instinctively clutches the door knob. So tightly, as if he'd die if he let go.
He wants to cry. Fuck him. Fuck this. He wants to ride his hand, not get snapped in half.
"Shu." Luca’s voice is gruff, irritated; Alpha didn’t get what he wanted. Alpha’s angry. "Shu. Leave the fucking knob alone. I don’t feel like getting a new door."
He’s definitely wet, in more places than one. It’s impossible. He’s a beta. Not an omega. His eyes blur up and he hiccups, trying to stay silent.
"Shu, I’ll fucking break the door. Leave. The knob. I’m going to get angry. " Luca raises his voice, and his scent comes in a huge wave, and Shu leaves one hand off the knob to clench his groin.
"L- Oh god— Luca, please you have to listen." Shu whimpers out, quick to put his hand back onto the knob once he hears Luca slam his hand onto the door.
"I have no patience to listen." He growls.
"But you have to. Luca, please, you just need someone— Vox." Luca scratches the door, and Shu bites his lip. "You need Vox. I-I can call him, he can help."
Luca goes silent, before aggressively grabbing the knob and shaking it. Shu quickly pushed and held the knob as well. He could feel the door frame going loose. He can’t believe he still has the strength to hold him back.
"Luca, I’m a fucking beta! I can’t do anything!"
"I don’t care."
"I need to call Vox." Shu demands.
Luca purposefully uses a husky tone. "Shu, I’ll break your phone. You know what I can do."
"Of course I know." Shu breathes out. That's why he's terrified; he's itchy with lust.
"Vox can’t help me, but you can. Open the door, baby, please. " Luca hushes out, and Shu accidentally lets a keening whine slip out. 'Baby, please'? Holy shit.
Shu groans. "I— Vox will make you feel better without regrets. I’m not even a fucking o—"
"Let go of the door, baby." Fuck.
"No."
Luca punches the door, and the door frame crackles a bit more. "Shu, let go of the fucking door." He puffs out, angry, forcefully letting out his scent in long, overbearing waves. Shu’s knees buckle. He removes a hand again and dips it into his pants.
It’s wet. He can’t tell if it’s precum or possibly slick. He can’t be sure anymore. The slightest touch makes him let out a breathy cry. Is it possible for Shu to fall into a heat because of Luca? Getting wet for him?
Luca can probably tell what he just did, because he just let out a very loud, heat-inducing growl.
Shu has the urge to open the door.
No, no fuck. No, get it together. Shu wipes his wet fingers against his pants and holds onto the knob.
The hinges go loose as another loud bang echoes in the apartment. He takes a deep breath and says, "Shu,"
Another breathy sigh.
"How much longer am I going to wait, hm?"
"You need to stay s—"
"Answer my fucking question." Somehow, though unimaginable, Luca’s voice got even huskier. Shu’s so close to falling to his knees again.
"Shu."
"Luca.. Alph—"
Shu gasps. He didn’t mean to. He really didn't mean to say that.
"Say it." Luca keens. Shu stays silent.
"Shu, can’t you follow instructions?" Luca tapped on the door. "Call me by my name."
"Luca."
"Wrong one, baby."
Shu breaks down. Hiccuping; he doesn’t know how much longer he has to bear.
"Alpha."
-
Luca goes silent for a while, letting Shu calm down and let the confusion sink in. He wouldn’t be surprised if that gave him a final push to do something with himself. The onslaught of scents made all of his memories fuzzy. He could feel the wetness through his pants.
He can’t believe he just called Luca, Alpha, and proceeded to want to open the door.
It was so tempting. Even now—an attractive alpha, just a few steps away from him. Luca could take care of it. He could—
Fuck, that’s wrong. Stop thinking about it.
Sweaty, he re-tied his hair into a bun.
He needed to somehow work out a way so Luca could stay in his room. And a way for Shu to get home.
God, he was so horny. He needed to get home before he prioritized the rest of his day to fuck himself on a vibrator, or a dildo, or just something.
He stops his train of thought, slightly embarrassed.
He takes a step away from the door, wanting to get his phone to actually call Vox and not just think about it, when a loud, aggressive slam makes Shu’s ears ring.
Oh my god.
-
Shu forgot everything he had thought of doing and cried as he pushed all his body onto the door. He was sure one of the hinges broke. His muscles were sore and it hurt, it hurt so bad—
Luca’s one hand holds onto the knob; while Shu’s two clenched tightly. He doesn’t know how much longer he has to hold. Luca got the door to open, a small gap in between them, Shu can see just a little bit of Luca’s face.
Bright purple, his eyes are lidded and mouth panting. Complimentary to Shu’s gasping mouth and widened eyes.
“Open the door.” Luca keens. Almost as if he’s begging.
“No.” Shu tries his best to stand straight, to stay rational. Luca’s scent begins to overpower his senses once again. “Stop.. Luca— you don’t need to do th-this.” And Luca growls and lets out a laugh in response.
Luca presses his mouth near the small sliver of an opening, and in response, Shu comes closer. He desperately grips the knob with all his strength; knowing that there’s only so much that he can do.
Luca whispers.
“I’ll break the door right now, I don’t want you to get hurt.” Shu looks into Luca with fearful eyes, clenching the knob even harder. “Shu, that doesn’t do anything.”
Shu’s eyes tear up. Fuck. He closes them.
“Look at me.” Shu opens his eyes to see Luca with a smile.
Fuck it’s so hot. So hot and he clenches his thighs because he yearns.
Luca lets out a laugh, as if he can tell what’s on Shu’s mind. “You should pull away when I break it down, okay?”
“No, no- no— Luca. You have to understand, you won’t feel!- You—”
Instead of breaking it by pushing forward, as the door is meant to be open; Luca pulls the door back.
Before he could even try to stop him, the second hinge broke; snapped. Just like that.
-
The door wobbles, the wood crackling as Shu freezes up. His hands are no longer on the knob. Luca just broke a door. Luca just broke down this door to get to Shu.
If Vox is scary when he’s in rut, Luca is absolutely frightening.
The door is holding on half a hinge, and even if Shu were to touch, it would fall.
There’s silence except for rigid gasps between the both of them. The door creaks to the side, opening. Shu feels like he’s about to get bitten by the neck by a lion. A very, very realistic example for the situation he’s in.
And when fighting isn’t an option, bunnies tend to run and hide. Which is what Shu exactly does.
He runs.
-
He needs to get away from Luca before anything bad happens. Thank the lord Luca has a largely spaced apartment.
He can feel Luca behind him. He doesn’t care. He rushes into the kitchen, closing the door with the tips of his fingers as he runs into the table.
He whines before covering his mouth with his hand.
Fuck, that hurt. He gasps and he scrunches his face as his thighs rub around the table. Shu keens and humps the table, suddenly realizes what the actual fuck he’s doing, before pulling away.
It won’t take long until Luca comes, it’s his home after all. Shu pants, he’s going to be eaten in the predator's den. He’s scared.
But he wants it so badly.
He turns around to see Luca near the door, smirking.
-
His hair shriveled and his clothes, somehow, still on him, but barely. His shirt has only a couple of buttons left to be undone, and his pants unzipped. Shu shivers as he walks back as far as he can go. Luca taking steps in return, his calm composure, was surprising; to say the least.
Luca is a step away from sweet, trembling Shu that has reached the end and has his back pressed against the wall. Shu gasps for air, and Luca simply watches.
He steps forward until his hips meet Shu’s. Shu doesn’t know how he didn’t faint.
Shu can’t look Luca in the face, looks down; but he then notices how hard Luca is, how large his bulge is and how big in comparison he is to Shu. Shu bites his lip before licking them.
Luca brings him out of his hazy mindset and makes him arch his back by bringing his hand to his waist.
“Baby, I caught you.”
-
Shu looks up; eyes glazed. Luca growls and Shu whines.
“Lu—”
Pulls Shu even closer to himself. “I finally got you.” Shu’s breath hitches. He nuzzles Shu’s neck and it feels warm. Shu slowly has come to accept his fate, even if he has to struggle through it.
Luca suddenly growls in his ear, warm tongue giving him a gentle bite on his neck. Shu can only let out a hiccup. Tattooed hands travel down Shu’s tailbone and he gasps.
“Shu, don’t run away.”
-
Shu doesn’t know how Luca has the mentality to hold back, though he’s thankful for it. They both pant into each other’s necks, exhausted from the tug-of-war they had with the door. Luca dips his hand and curves it around Shu’s ass. He sighs and pulls back.
“I could have opened that door anytime. Your defiance was bearable, until it wasn’t.”
Shu’s heart is beating too fast; even quickens up in pace once he raises his head to stare at Luca. Luca tightens his grip on his ass. He’s angry, but surprisingly, not aggressive.
“Well, Shu,” In some ways, it felt like Luca was about to scold him, and in some ways, he was. Shu clenched one hand onto Luca’s shirt and the other over covering his teary eyes.
“I’ve got a broken door and a misbehaving slut in my house. What do I do about that?”
Shu’s breath hitches as he goes still. He doesn’t respond. If anything, he doesn’t know how to.
“What am I going to do, Shu? Don’t make me angrier.”
“I’m— ah.. I’m sorry.. Lucaa..” Tears rolled down his cheeks. Instead of wiping them off, he grabs Luca’s hip. Shu doesn’t even feel the need to cry, yet he feels so sensitive, like the world is going to fall apart.
Luca removes one of his hands and grabs him by the neck, and in response, Shu grinds his hips against Luca’s. “L..wuca..” Shu gasps, too sensitive.
Luca holds him tightly, whispers. “Misbehaving boys get punished, don’t they, Shu?”
“Yeah..”
“Yeah? And who’s been misbehaving?”
Shu grits his teeth. “You..”
However, this sudden procacity in tone ends him chipping off another piece of Luca’s patience, and a sudden harsh pull of his pants has Shu trembling in panic.
Before he could muster any defiance, Luca slaps his ass hard. “F-fuck-” Shu can feel it rattle his brain as he shakes, stunned. He chokes on his own moan. He grips onto Luca’s neck, leaning on him. Luca does it one more time. A harsh slap on the same cheek before he palmed it.
“Who has been misbehaving?” Luca asked again, hand back up at his scalp, gently pulling.
“Me..”
“And what does a misbehaving, slutty brat need?”
Shu grabs him by the face and whines. “I-I need to– I need to get punished.”
“Good boy, you wait for it.” Shu gently sighs.
-
Luca’s hands play with Shu’s hair, resulting in it coming out of the bun he had.
It felt so hot in the room. Though weirdly enough, Shu can breathe through the heavy air in the kitchen, he doesn’t feel as dizzy as before, as if he got accustomed to the scent. He gently scratches the back of Luca’s neck, and he seemed to like it.
What he doesn’t know is, what to do with Luca’s groin pressed against Shu’s. Shu’s underwear is soaked, no longer a lavender purple, but instead a very dark, almost violet color.
-
Shu carefully lowers down Luca’s pants, a bit nervous not to make him react too strongly. Luca releases a breathy grunt.
Shu looks up at him. “Okay?”
“Yes.”
Shu’s eyes flutter as his hands tremble, okay, so what now? Fuck. He rolls his underwear off as well, and god.
God, Luca is so big. Of course, it’d make sense, but it felt embarrassing, but also very enticing to see the comparison. Luca’s cock was covered in cum and is wet, the tip dribbling out precum. So big. It’s so good, Shu thinks he wouldn’t mind Luca being a bit less patient with him.
He touches Luca’s cock and a spurt of precum splatters on his hand, before he gently pressed on the slit. Luca groaned as he held Shu’s waist. He starts feeling the base of the cock, and up to the tip. Luca scratches Shu’s hip and he gasps.
“Shu, do it properly.” And so he does. He jerks his hand up and down, the precum creating wet sounds that make Shu so aroused. He could feel a knot forming and pressing on it made Luca press his face against Shu’s hair, grunting and thrusting his hips.
Shu smelled of lavender and blueberries. Everything from his sweat to his saliva, everything tasted like Shu and Luca needed Shu. He needs Shu to cry out his name and take his knot, he needs Shu to whine and beg for his cum.
Biting his collarbone, Luca cums. There’s so much of it coming out that Shu could see how opaque the consistency was. Luca stares at him, intoxicated, desperate.
Shu brings his fingers up and licks Luca’s come off. His cum is strong and thick, and embarrassingly, Shu wanted it more. The feeling, the smell of Luca.
And Luca wanted to give him more. He grabs Shu by the thighs, bringing him up.
“Luca— Luca- I’m gonna fall!” Shu gasps, his body barely focusing on anything but the feeling of Luca’s chest pressed against his.
“You’re not going to fall. We’re going to the bedroom,” Luca lets out a laugh. “Unless you want me to fuck you on the kitchen counter.”
“No..” Shu hides his face in Luca’s neck, gently chewing the skin next to the nape.
-
Shu feels the bed creak as he gets thrown onto the bed. “You don’t have to be so harsh.”
Luca stands at the edge of the bed and pulls Shu by the ankles, Shu pulling the blanket underneath him along the way. He pulls himself up to be pushed down by Luca. “Just—” Shu stutters, pulling back up to grab the blanket under him, sniffing it.
He could cum just by smelling the absolutely delicious, disgusting mess Luca has made of the blanket.
Luca stares in awe before going down and pulling Shu for a kiss.
“Luc- mmhf—” It’s wet, and messy. Shu tries to push his tongue around into Luca’s mouth, but he ends up just widening his mouth and licking what Luca has to give with his tongue. Shu can feel his canines and the vibrations from when he hums.
Luca pulls back up, legs tired. Shu pants and pleads with his eyes for a bit more. It felt so warm, so tight. Ignoring it, Luca sits down on the bed, and pulls Shu quite suddenly, making him fall over his lap.
Shu blushes at the sudden position they’re in before Luca slaps his ass. Hard. Shu shivers and can feel his dick staining Luca’s pants. He can feel Luca’s cock wet too, it’s poking hard against his stomach, burning hot.
“Wouldn’t this be a good little punishment for you, hm?” Shu forgot about that. He should have known Luca would want to continue that.
Shu didn’t mind it that much, at all.
He turns his head and begs with his watery, sulky eyes.
“Please Luca- I- Please— I need to get punished.”
Luca’s pupils become sharp as he grips the soft flesh below Shu’s ass. He breathes in, breathes out.
“I want you so bad Shu. Want you to sit on my cock and take my knot so badly. I want to mark you and make you my bitch.” He groans, painfully as he cries his desperation.
Shu humps Luca’s legs, keening, buzzing in anticipation. “Do it Luca. Do it, do it— I need your knot.” Arching his back, he brings his ass up; wet, red and trembling. Luca brings his head down and bites his ass, licking it after to soothe the sting.
“Aah— Luc—a.. Please—”
Shu drools as he brings his arms back, spreading his cheeks apart, baring his hole towards Luca.
“Give it- Give me, mmph— Give me the punishment I deserve Luca, I need it, need to be punished for being a slu—”
-
Luca cups his mouth, groaning. “Oh god, Shu shut the fuck up or I’m gonna make you gag on my cock.” Shu moans, licking Luca’s fingers.
“Hmmfh mmm..” Shu rolls his eyes back as he feels himself go deeper into this hole of madness. He needs Luca to take him so hard that he forgets this ever happened.
Drool starts seeping out of the grasp Luca has on Shu’s mouth, and he removes his hand.
“Please; I want to suck your cock.” Shu begs.
“Then fucking do it.”
Shu scrambles to pull back but Luca holds him by the thighs, so he sticks to his crawling position. He finally sees what’s been poking his stomach harshly, and it's no surprise.
It’s hard as a brick yet the tip is even more agitated now. Shu takes a little kitten lick and he feels salty precum. Luca grabs Shu’s locks.
-
Taking in the tip, Shu sucks and the taste is good— not specifically in flavor but in feeling; the smell. He moans, wetness covering his tongue, it sticks to the walls of his mouth.
What Shu didn’t expect is Luca slapping the inside of his thigh. “Hmmf- Mm-”
He tries to pull away but Luca’s grip on his hair keeps him in place. “Don’t cum, okay? Be good.”
Shu can feel his dick releasing long waves of precum onto Luca’s sheets. He pushes himself lower and gags on his cock. Luca’s big, no doubt, but he doesn’t know if he can fit all of it.
Bobbing his head up and down, taking in what he has gulped down, Luca slaps him again, and again, and again.
His thighs are quivering in shock, Luca slapping his hole too, leaving him clenching around his own possible slick. Shu cries and whines as he has no energy in his legs. He can feel his dick about to burst.
Luca slaps him one more time before pushing him even lower, and Shu takes it till the base. Gagging, barely moving, he stays in one position like a doll.
Luca groans as he gently fucks into Shu’s mouth, cum and drool dripping down his chin. Shu cries and whines as he suckles on Luca’s cock, waiting for his release.
Luca slaps him on his left thigh, then his right. Shu almost falls off the bed before Luca catches his wobbly hips. “You can cum after I’m done.” And Shu cries, because he can imagine just how much they both truly need it.
“A bit more, Shu.. Just a bit more.” He groans, humping his hips into Shu’s face, gripping his hair like a leash as he pulls him up and down. The sound of Shu’s throat opening up for Luca makes him go wild.
Another slap and Shu gags on his cock. Luca made sure that Shu got slapped when he reached the base of Luca’s cock, gasping for air when coming up.
Shu deepthroats him and Luca holds him there. He scratches Luca’s thighs and he can feel his vision becoming blurry, he doesn’t even know if he’s held his ejaculation or not.
Shu bobs his head up and down, and finally gets a warm fresh cumshot down his throat.
“Hnmf— W-uuc—aa- Hn.. gnf..” Shu suckles, trying to get every drop of Luca’s thick cum.
He pulls away and slumps over, tired already. Though this feeling doesn’t last long when Luca starts jerking off Shu’s hardened cock.
“So good, yeah? Took your punishment so well.”
Luca’s pace became even more aggressive as he pressed a thumb against his rim.
“Ph- Thank you.. Lu—ca fuck! Ss- nn..“
Shu pushes his hands into his hair. “Stop! Stop, stop please too much! too—“
Shu’s mind couldn’t form words, nor convey them in any way. He could only slump down and take the mind-numbing treatment. He cries and thrashes around.
“Gonn- gonna, I’m going to- Please, I’m gonna cum, please!”
“Do it, cum for me.” Luca’s voice is impossibly deep, hoarse and makes Shu’s ears vibrate.
Shu screams as he releases, his cum coming out in globs, watery and too much of it.
He falls over, gasping, as if he’s dying for air.
“L-.. Lwuuca..”
“You were such a good boy, so pliant for me.”
“I’m..? Good? Good for you? Luca, wuca please, need it-”
Shu lost his senses, but it only pleased Luca more. He grabs Shu and pulls him into his lap, scenting him..
“You made me feel so good. Just rest a bit okay? Rest.”
“Nono— no, no-” Shu panics, pawing Luca’s dick, gently jerking it so it’d stand tall and hard. Luca grabs his wrists and kisses him.
“Mm..” Shu keens, feeling Luca’s hot tongue push deeper.
Luca pulls back, panting. “Just a 5 minute break, I’ll take care of you.” Shu whines as he bounces on Luca’s lap, still not responding to Luca.
He grabs Shu’s waist and squeezes, making him flushed as he wiggles closer to Luca’s groin.
“How about I’ll make you cum, hm? Then I’ll give you my knot, okay?” Luca tries his best to gently rut against Shu, not giving him a lot but leaving him satisfied. He keeps clenching his teeth to calm himself down, wanting to fuck Shu till he passes out.
Shu gently nods.
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