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“How does it feel?” Swiss rasps, hands heavy on Rain’s hips, holding him still. There’s so much tension in Rain’s body, and it shows in the curve of his spine, and the slope of his shoulders. Taking him from behind is such a lovely view. He’s only just started pressing in, and Rain’s hands are already scrabbling for purchase in the blankets below. Rain gives him a low moan by way of response, and Swiss pushes in a little more until Rain gasps, loudly, back arching.
“Does that hurt or feel good?” he asks, drawing a deep breath in through his nose, releasing it out through his mouth while his fingers press into Rain’s hip bones while he fights every urge in his body to thrust forwards and bury himself in one hot slide. It would be so easy. He’d be completely sheathed in him so easily.
“Both,” Rain says. “Stay still.”
“Not gonna move until you say so,” Swiss assures him. “Just get used to it, just relax. Your pace.”
He’s never fucked Rain before. Not for any specific reason, it just hasn’t happened this way, yet. Usually, when they fall into bed, Rain is desperate to get his fingers, his tongue, and his cock inside him, and Swiss is more than happy to go with that. He does an excellent job of folding Swiss in half and hitting that perfect spot until he’s drooling- he’d never complain. But of course, he’s thrilled to be here now.
Rain sinks back a little more and gives another loud gasp, and Swiss feels his hands tighten further. He’s so hot and tight around him, and he wants to- really wants to- push into him, already. Satan, the second Rain gives him the okay, he’s going to fuck him through the mattress.
“You want it, huh?” Rain murmurs, head turned over his shoulder to look back at Swiss through heavy-lidded eyes, a pink flush cresting his cheekbones. He’s about to respond when Rain pushes back just a little more and words leave him before he has the chance, and all has left is a low sigh. “Yeah, you do. Bet it’s hard not to shove it right in.”
“Not until you say so,” Swiss repeats, wetting his lips with this tongue. “Told you I’d be a gentleman.”
“You are,” Rain says, and continues to grind back a little, mouth falling open as he does, as he takes that much more of Swiss’s thick cock. “Doing great like this, just letting me take what I want.”
Swiss feels himself flush at the praise, and it must be very obvious to Rain, whose mouth quirks up in the corner.
“Yeah, look at you. Look how obedient.” Rain shoves himself all the way back onto Swiss’s cock and keens with it.
He watches where Rain is stretched around him, takes one hand off of Rain’s hips to bring a finger to where they meet, shiny and wet with lube. He just has to feel.
“Can I fuck you?” he asks, hopeful and distracted while the pad of his finger swipes over Rain’s rim.
“If you keep being good and listening to me.”
Swiss nods, a touch too fast and too eager, but Rain looks so happy with him that he’ll gladly put up with any ribbing that might come his way later. He sucks his lower lip into his mouth to worry it between his teeth when Rain shifts forward, then back, and starts fucking himself on Swiss’s cock, still adjusting to the feel with a torturously slow pace.
“You feel amazing,” Rain tells him then, voice dreamy. “You’re doing so well being this patient for me.”
“Whatever you need,” Swiss breathes.
“Let me use you,” Rain says.
His hands flex uselessly over Rain’s skin while he takes a few deep breaths, watching his cock disappear into Rain with every roll of his hips and dying for permission to thrust up to meet him, but it never comes.
“Please,” he manages after a long few minutes of enduring Rain’s display. “Can I?”
“You’re doing great like this, you feel so good,” Rain promises, fucking himself back onto his cock. His face has gone slack, the blush more pronounced. “Can you keep being good to me like this?”
“Yes,” he hisses, as Rain clenches around him and moans. The muscles in his legs are tense, his hands might be beginning to shake, fighting to keep still To be good.
“Your dick fits perfectly,” Rain says, and Swiss groans, loud and helpless. He brings a hand down on Rain’s ass, firm, and he jumps. Probably not something that falls under Rain’s be good and still instructions, but he can’t stop himself, and he isn’t chastised for it, though he does hear a breathy laugh. He watches while Rain continues fucking himself onto Swiss, slow and deliberate and exponentially more relaxed as he goes on, whatever pain he felt receding quickly.
He can’t stop watching but, Satan below, he wants to fuck. He curses under his breath and brings his hands up to scrub at his face, feeling how his cheeks are prickling with heat. Rain lowers himself to his elbows, arching his back. The angle makes his next push back feel even deeper, and Swiss feels his cock jerk hard. Rain feels it too.
“Oh, that’s nice,” he purrs. “That’s so nice. Do it again.” He squeezes Swiss and he feels his dick throb. It’s not voluntary.
“Let me give it to you,” Swiss says, a plea. He’s got his hands tugging at his hair; he’s afraid if he touches Rain, lets his hands grip narrow hips, it’ll be the end. He’ll grab Rain, press his back further down and make every stroke harder and deeper than the last, getting just the right angle to hit that sweet spot with every thrust. See how quickly he can get Rain drooling onto the bedspread. He runs his mouth, tells him all of this as Rain bounces back faster. Fuck, he has to look away, he can’t watch all of this.
“You wanna do all of that for me?”
“Fuck you however you like, just let me show you.”
Rain looks back at him again, devious and angelic all at once.
“Show me how talented you are.”