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Sampo Koski is a versatile man.
It applies to a lot of aspects of his life. From the way he can switch sides and loyalty to any customers with the higher biddings, to the way he fights fluidly; swinging his double daggers seamlessly from one obstacle to another, not unlike the howling wind that is himself. Sampo also crossdresses a lot to do business in the Overworld before the border is opened back—and he was so damn good at it. No one, not even the stationed Silvermane Guards questioned the femininity that Madam Brughel Poisson exuded whenever she was on the act. Who knows what else Madam Brughel Poisson did to get business done? Sampo Koski, slash Brughel Poisson is the type of merchant that would do anything for anyone, anytime, with the right price.
As the self-dubbed “Versatile Joker”, this versatility applies a lot to his sexual ventures as well. Fuck a client? Sure. Fucked by a client? Why the heck not? Fulfills a client's weird sexual requests for a shit ton of money? Hell yeah. All in all, Sampo Koski is an experienced man. He had no gag reflex and takes it up the ass like a champ. On top of all that, he also gives a good dicking, sure.
Then somewhere down the line, enters Gepard; the blushy, married to his job, duties for brains, literal virgin maiden—into Sampo's life. Don't get him wrong, though. Sampo was beyond thrilled when their rocky relationship progressed healthily in the right direction.
Sampo was a lot of Gepard's firsts. He was his first kiss, first wild fantasy, first date, first relationship... and now he's about to be Gepard's first... what? sex-mate? Gepard didn't know what it was going to be like to be… so intimate, with someone else. Sure, they’ve held hands, gone on dates, and even progressed as far as sloppy makeout sessions and sensual grinding; from back alleys to the privacy of either’s apartment. But Gepard is clearly inexperienced when it comes to the actual deed. The media he consumed growing up isn't exactly... informative. He knows how it works, alright. The bees and the birds, all that. But spending all his childhood around a very traditionally strict and conservative family, then all his adolescence to early adult life in a military school, homosexuality is like a cardinal sin to be brought up. It was a long and hard process for Gepard to fully realize and embrace his sexuality and get to this point in life—where he actually dates a man (Lord Landau would be absolutely livid but his sisters are extremely supportive when he first came out so it was all that matters, really).
So when the time comes at this point of their relationship, when he and Sampo made plans to go further than a makeout session, Gepard was as nervous as all hell. If the Amber Lord could, without risking shaking a universe or two, they would probably come down from the high heavens and visit Belobog themselves to tell Gepard to stop wishing for sanity and any ounce of confidence.
Saturday night of the eighth month’s second week found Gepard visiting his boyfriend’s place to… execute, for a lack of better words, the plans they’d talked about over a cuddle session a week prior. His hands are clammy with sweat despite the cold, dry air of Belobog’s Eternal Freeze, and his fingers trembled when he moved them to knock on the rickety door (Sampo really need to oil his door hinges).
Dinner went smoothly that night; they watched a soap opera on Sampo’s old couch while eating takeout junks from Gepard’s favorite Underworld vendor. Before long, his very smooth, and very tempting boyfriend started to make his move. Gepard once again prayed for his sanity when Sampo’s emerald green eyes darkens as they stare into his own blue ones. “Geppie, now is okay, right? Hm?” Sampo had said with one of those persuasive smirks that almost no client could refuse, not even Gepard. He could also swore he made his voice sound an octave lower just to mess with Gepard’s head. Amber Lord, please .
“Y-yeah. I don’t think I can stop you now, could I?” Gepard exhaled hotly as Sampo started nuzzling his long nose along his jaw.
“Oh, baby. You know I don’t take a no for an answer,” Sampo grinned and Gepard realized that he was in for a ride.
It was a quick acceleration to a burning point from there. Sampo had all but pounced on Gepard like a hungry man despite the dinner he had just wolfed down not an hour prior. The spring of his thrifted couch groaned under their shared weight as Sampo pulled the Captain to his lap. His smart mouth wasted no time to relatch themselves on the exposed skin of Gepard’s throat, he trailed small bites on the side of his neck and adam’s apple, before sucking a particularly deep mark on the junction of the blond’s neck and shoulder, earning a yelp from the latter.
“Ouch! I told you no mark,” Gepard huffed as he tangled his fingers through Sampo’s luscious blue strands. He pulled on them a bit then caressed the bluenette’s scalp with his blunt nails, it is something he figured that the latter liked early into their relationship.
“Whyyy? You wore turtlenecks to work anyways!” He whined as he sucked more frequent but subtler marks up to Gepard’s jaw. The blond sighed but the slight exasperation quickly drained as he looked down, his gaze meeting Sampo’s droopy ones. They gravitated towards each other and locked one another in a heated battle of tongue and lips. Sampo had no problem letting go of controls when Gepard gets eager like this. He parted his lips slightly and lets the blond ravish him. If anything, the switch between the usually reserved Captain of Silvermane Guards to the lustful and eager, but clumsy and inexperienced Geppie is turning him on even more.
Gepard shyly thrusted his tongue inside Sampo’s cavern, experimentally licking and sucking on his bottom lip before biting softly. “Mnh..” he sighed in contentment as Sampo tightened his hug on the blond’s waist and pulled , making their clothed half-chub rubs against each other through the confines of their pants. “Fuck. Gepard. Wants you. Come on, babe,” Sampo whined as he shoved his cold palms under Gepard’s shirt.
“Take me to bed, lover boy.”
"Uhm. You know. I haven't.. really.. done this. With anyone. So.." Gepard stammered when they were both laying on Sampo's bed. Both shirtless and breathless after another intense makeout session. The blond looked at his boyfriend on top of him through half-lidded eyes and red cheeks. He was sure he looked so messy right now, all that just from some kisses and desperate grinding.
Sampo just chuckled at that, humming as he started nosing along Gepard's defined jaw. He seemed to like doing that so the latter let him. "It's okay, we can go with your pace. Do you want to stop for now?" The bluenette asked earnestly as he brought a hand up to caress Gepard’s cheek.
"No..." Gepard tilted his head slightly and licked Sampo’s thumb before sucking on it slightly, earning a dangerous look from the mercenary.
"Then, how do you want it?" Sampo asked, pulling back a bit to look at Gepard's face. His flushed face looked majestic in the dim light of the dingy apartment, strands of golden blond hair glimmered under the fractions of moonlight that seeped through the blinds of Sampo's windows. The little pink tongue that peeked out occasionally as he treated his thumb as a pacifier and the slight drool forming on the corner of his bitten-red lips added spice to the obscene picture. Gepard is so fucking beautiful, so perfect in Sampo’s eyes.
"I think..." Gepard gulped, throat suddenly drying up as he lets go of Sampo’s thumb, finally. "I- I think I'd like to bottom... and follow your lead.." Gepard shyly replied then.
And, oh. Sampo thinks Cupid used a bazooka instead of a mere arrow to shoot him this time.
"Okay, baby,” Sampo nodded and moved his fingers to caress Gepard’s jaw this time, tilting his face slightly so they can look face to face properly without Gepard hiding behind his bangs. “Have you ever fingered yourself before? Play with your ass?" Sampo asked as his hands starts wandering down Gepard's naked torso from his neck, then his chest and hard abs, before inching lower and lower until his calloused fingers dangerously edged the band of the Captain’s sweatpants.
Gepard blushed deeper and nodded, hiding his face with an arm.
"Oh you feisty little minx," Sampo grinned, dark and predatory. "Did you think of me when you pleasure yourself, baby?" He couldn’t help but ask. It is his night to indulge and he won’t be Sampo Koski if he doesn’t seize any given opportunity to the fullest. "Because I sure do," Sampo whispered as he placed a delicate kiss on Gepard's collarbone.
"Of- of course.." Gepard nodded again and peeked under his arm, sapphire meeting emerald and he gulped. "Only you."
"I'll take care of you," Sampo moved to straddle Gepard properly now. His crafty hands quickly and efficiently pulled Gepard's pants and boxers down, freeing his semi-hard dick to the cold air of Belobog evening. "So beautiful. Mine."
Gepard squirmed a bit under the attention he was getting. It made him a little self-conscious but between his own insecurities and Sampo's hands on his body? Forgive me Amber Lord for I have sinned. "Y-yours.." Gepard nodded, to Sampo's delight.
They leaned close for another session of tongue and lips, bites and licks. Gepard's hands soon started to get adventurous as well. He tugged on the waistband of Sampo's pants, and he mewled amongst wet kisses, "Take it off too. I wanna see you. Wanna touch you," he pleaded.
And if Sampo was a lesser man, he'd follow Gepard's commands under any circumstances. And fortunately for them, Sampo is a man in love. He’d devote the entirety of his being to this man.
The blue-haired merc struggled a bit to get his pants unbuckled, not wanting to get too far from Gepard and his body warmth. When he finally succeeded, Sampo quickly shimmied it down his legs and kicks it aside to join the rest of their clothing articles strewn around on Sampo’s bedroom floor. Gepard’s widened as he landed his gaze on his boyfriend’s crotch. Sampo Koski was wearing a fucking jockstrap.
"Like what you see?" Sampo asked teasingly, his hands ventured down to Gepard's thighs and kneaded the hard muscles, trying to get him to relax.
Gepard smiled and reached a hand to tug on the straps around Sampo’s defined hipbones. "I didn't peg you to be a jockstrap kind of guy. But I guess I shouldn't be too surprised, knowing you," seeing Sampo in a nearly similar state of undress as he put Gepard's mind a little bit at ease as he gained the confidence to touch and ogle as time passed by.
"Well, I like the easy access it gives," Sampo said as he pried Gepard's legs open, the latter let him. "And it's comfortable," a slap on the blond's thigh.
"Ah!" Gepard gasped as Sampo's teeth grazed one of his nipples. The blue-haired mercenary has been so diligent in leaving his marks all over Gepard's neck and collarbones, now moving lower slowly but surely.
"H- have you ever done this? Bottomed, I mean?" the blonde asked seemingly out of nowhere, his mind scrambling for something to distract it from the anxiety crawling under his skin as they were nearing closer and closer to the main course. He felt Sampo's hand beside his head, then, reached for the drawer where he kept the lube and condoms in.
"Plenty," Sampo nodded and pulled back. He coated his fingers with a generous amount of lube and rubs them slowly, warming it up.
Gepard watched with wary eyes and gulped. "Does it hurt..?"
Sampo smiled at that. His boyfriend is truly the cutest. "Sweet thing, I promise I'll make you feel good, yeah?" Sampo reassured with a kiss on his forehead, a finger started to rub at Gepard's taint then slid lower after a while, and he panics.
"T- Talk to me. Please," Gepard slung both his arms around Sampo's shoulders to keep him close, their faces only a breath away as the bluenette’s index finger started to lather lubricant around Gepard's rim.
"Mm... It might feel strange at first, especially with an inconsiderate partner. Believe me, I know," he hummed, taking the bottle of lube again to add more. “But you said you’ve tried some anal stimulation, no? Then you don’t have to worry about anything,” Gepard nodded as Sampo started teasing the tip of his finger over Gepard's rim, pushing in a bit. To Gepard's nervous glance, he smiled, "You know I'll take care of you right? Make love to you? Yeah, baby?"
"Y.. yeah. Okay," the blond nodded again, and Sampo eased his finger in slowly. "Ooh!"
"Relax for me, baby." Sampo kissed Gepard’s temple as he started wiggling his first finger inside.
"Keep talking.." Gepard grits his teeth and buried his face in the crook of Sampo's neck to muffle himself. Or to ground himself. Whatever keeps him stable.
"Hmm.. even tho it might feel strange at first, if you're thoroughly prepared, it can be really enjoyable." Sampo hummed as he felt Gepard’s rim start to relax around his digit. "Me, I personally quite liked bottoming," Sampo smirked as he felt his lover slowly adjusting to his finger, the telltale clenching and unclenching being a sign that the blond is ready for more. "Especially when I get to be a total pillow princess and just lay down and be worshipped," he rubbed a second finger along the blond's taint now. "You want that, baby? Want me to take care of you and give you the world?" Sampo pushed the second finger in and felt Gepard's grip around his shoulders tighten.
Ouch . He forgot he's dating a literal Captain.
"Or..." the merc leaned down, blowing hot air against Gepard's blushing ear, "Do you imagine yourself doing this to me instead? Watching me fall apart, blushing and moaning under your touch?" That earned Sampo a low whine from Gepard, akin to a growl.
Oh?
Sampo thrusted his middle fingers in slowly, "You wanna do that to me, babe? Watch me squirm as you do right now?" he pulled his fingers back, dragging his digits along Gepard's walls, making sure it's coated with the lube properly. He wanted to make it as comfortable as possible for Gepard's first time.
"S– Sampo..." Gepard whispered hotly against his skin, he can feel each caress of Sampo’s fingers inside him and it already felt ten times better than doing it himself. "More…"
"Fuck you're so hot," Sampo pulled his fingers out slightly and skillfully squirted more lube into his hand before restarting a slow rhythm to ease Gepard's hole. "I imagined a scenario like this, you know?" Sampo started again, "Your fingers in me," he pushed in slowly, "Stretching me," he started scissoring his fingers, loosening Gepard's rim with a copious amount of lube, "Making me tremble," he thrusted his fingers to the last knuckle,
"Making me scream," he crooked his fingers up.
"Ahh–!!"
"Here?" Sampo smirked as he started to rub insistently against that bundle of nerves that made Gepard sees stars. His lips nibbled on the blonde's ear as he let out the most filthy groans.
"Sampo..." Gepard hissed and bit his neck, leaving yet another mark. "F- feels good.." Gepard slurred through the haze of his pleasure. Sampo worked his fingers patiently, scissoring, pushing, and pulling. In, out, in, out, spread and rub. When he deemed Gepard relaxed enough, he added a third finger, earning a very lewd mewl against his ear.
"Mnnhh.." Gepard bit on his lower lip to suppress his noises. His brain is a fuzzy radio statics and his body feels too hot. But it feels so so good to be held like this. To let go of control for once.
"You like that, baby? Wanna see me tremble just like this? Show me how good it feels?" Sampo continued to loosen his hole and once Gepard felt that familiar warmth in his gut, he grabbed Sampo's shoulder.
"Sh- show me how it's done. Show me how to pleasure you," Gepard panted.
"Shit. You're gonna be the death of me," Sampo nodded and pulled his fingers out. He quickly took his jockstrap off and rubs his painfully hard dick with more lube before rolling the condom on. When he's back to the bed, Gepard is waiting with spread legs, flushed face, and gaping hole, ready for the taking.
"Fuck. Shit. Okay," Sampo slotted himself between Gepard's legs and rubbed his cockhead slowly against his opening.
"Come, baby. Show me," Gepard, drunk in lust, licked his lips and spread his arms—beckoning Sampo closer.
Sampo pushed the tip of his cock in slowly as he watched Gepard's face, looking for any signs of discomfort, and slid deeper when he doesn't find any. He bit his lips as he looked down, watching as his cock slowly disappeared inside Gepard’s hungry hole inch by inch, eased by the large amount of lube he had used.
"Ooh.." Gepard moaned long and loud, hands gripping Sampo's arms. "You feel so good. So perfect," Gepard hissed as he ground his hips down, trying to get Sampo deeper.
Sampo licked his lips and swipe his bangs back before bottoming out, balls slapping against Gepard’s ass, earning satisfied groans from both of them.
"So tight.. relax, baby," Sampo leaned in and peppered soft kisses all over Gepard's face.
Gepard nodded and took a deep breath as he adjusted himself, arms moving to hug Sampo's neck again. The blond looked up to his boyfriend, whose brows scrunched in an uncharacteristic frown, sweaty bangs pushed back, and looking so so so gorgeous.
Who was it again that Gepard kept on praying to? That he strode the path of? That he upholds the philosophy and beliefs of? That he worshipped? In this moment of pure pleasure and intense lust, he only knows Sampo Koski.
"It's okay to move now. Show me how you like it, big boy," Gepard smirked, feeling a little bold. He gulped as the look in those emerald eyes darkens.
"Don't hold me accountable for what I'm about to do," Sampo warned as he gave an experimental thrust.
Gepard shudders, his neglected cock twitching with interest at Sampo’s warning because damn he's so turned on right now. Gepard licked his lips and stared back, “I wouldn’t want it any other way, babe.”
Sampo shifted closer and spread his legs before bending Gepard's knees to his chest and starts thrusting away. Being the experienced man that he is, it doesn't take long for Sampo to find Gepard's prostate once more.
"Ah. Sampo– Sampo, so good. Mnff!" Gepard moaned as he felt his sensitive spot being abused over and over again.
"Learn well, and I'll promise you the world," Sampo whispered against his lips before kissing him deep and long. Gepard shuddered after a particularly hard thrust against his sensitive spot and blanked for a split second, having experienced the hardest orgasm he ever did in his life. All without even touching his own cock once. Sampo's name flowed from his lips like a mantra. Sampo shushed each one with soft kisses of his own.
"So good to me. So perfect. Mine."
"I'm yours.. I'm yours..." Gepard mumbled as his whole lower region trembled. He vaguely recalled as Sampo kept on thrusting inside him, trying to chase his own orgasm.
“Come here, let me,” Gepard hissed as he moved away from Sampo’s cock and moved to turn his body around so he was facing Sampo who sat upright on the bed. “You’ve been so good to me, baby,” he mumbled as he pulled the condom off Sampo’s cock and gave the tip an experimental lick. He gets to position, then. He bent down like a graceful cat and lifted his ass high, giving Sampo the lewdest display as a treat.
“Fuck. Who taught you these things?” Sampo gritted his teeth as he felt his sensitive cock being played with. “I won’t last long.”
“Mnn.. It’s okay. Come for me, big boy,” Gepard stared up at Sampo and engulfed his whole shaft in one smooth motion. He gagged a bit as Sampo’s tip poked the back of his throat. He blinked up big, teary blue eyes at Sampo and clutched his thighs before starting to move his head slowly.
“You’re doing so good, baby..” The very thought of Gepard sucking the dick he just used to fuck him in the ass is enough to get him lightheaded. Sampo gripped strands of blonde hair and held back from forcefully thrusting into Gepard’s mouth.
Feeling encouraged by Sampo’s reactions, Gepard inserted two of his own fingers into his mouth alongside Sampo’s cock, efficiently stroking the shaft and coating it in his own saliva in the process. After he felt like he could take Sampo deeper, Gepard retreated his fingers and used them to feel around his own opening, the blond moaned as he felt his gaping hole, still loose from the recent abuse it received, yet it makes him feel hot all over. “Mngghh…” He moaned lowly as he thrusted his own fingers in and starts feeling himself up, sending a wave of vibration to the cock in his mouth in the process.
“Shit. Fuck. This is so hot. Gep– Geppie, babe. I’m gonna come,” Sampo who has been watching the whole ordeal tightened his grip on Gepard’s blonde locks as he felt that tight coil in his lower belly. “Fuck!”
The bluenette unknowingly held Gepard’s head in place as his balls drew tight and he cums hard into the awaiting mouth of his lover. “Mggh!!” Gepard closed his eyes as the thick and sticky fluid fills his mouth, the flinching he did set his fingers just a tad deeper inside himself to poke on his oversensitive bundle of nerve, sending a bolt of electricity through his veins. “Ngghh—!!”
Sampo came down from his high after a while and scrambled to release his grip on Gepard as soon as he realized what he’d done. “Oh shit. Geppie, sorry. I’m sorry. Don’t swallow that. Come on spit—” he was stunned silent as he saw the bobs of Gepard’s throat and the latter wiping his lips with the back of his hand. “I– what—”
“Warn me next time, hm?” Gepard sat up and leaned close to rub their nose together while Sampo’s caveman brain is still busy echoing next time! next time! next time!
“Gepard Landau. You’re one naughty motherfucker.”
“Mm. I spent too much time with you, afterall.”
“Fuck you,” Sampo laughed.
“You just did, but I don’t mind another.”
They went at it until the crack of dawn and both men could no longer feel the southern region of their bodies.
The next time they did it, Sampo fucked Gepard to the mattress again, but this time, he lets Gepard finger him as he did so. They both came hard from getting their prostate continuously stimulated.
“Hey you're pretty good at that,” Sampo grinned tiredly as they laid on the freshly changed sheet.
Gepard smiled, "I learned from the best."
Oftentimes, Sampo would use a butt plug and have vibrator(s) up his ass as he fucked Gepard. He would let Gepard control everything as he pleasured the man.
Once Gepard feels confident enough, they started switching. And boy, did Gepard feel his third eye opening. It feels so good to be on the receiving end, but he doesn't mind this either. The scene of Sampo drooling and making a mess of himself, moaning his name, and squirming under him is truly a sight to behold. He gets the appeal of topping, too, now.
As time goes by and they explored each other's body and interests more, the things they add to their sex life has gone beyond what even Gepard's wildest dreams could ever conjure up.
Fucking Sampo while he bounced on a thick dildo stuck to the bathroom walls? Getting fucked by Sampo while they both wear a cockring and almost passed out from all the edging? Getting his hole plugged full the whole day as he works and gets fucked afterward, rewarded with the chance of controlling a vibrator that Sampo had in his ass on their next date? Getting Sampo to fuck him senseless while he had his own dick deep in a fleshlight? Fucking Sampo with a bullet vibrator alongside his own dick inside as an added stimulus? Having multiple of said vibrators up his own ass as he did so?
So many possibilities when it comes to Sampo and Gepard is more eager than ever to explore more with his beloved.
Most nights when they meet up, they'd end it with soft touches and warm cuddles as sticky cum and lube drips from both their holes as a reminder of their couplings.
"Babe," Sampo asked one morning. They were sitting across the breakfast table, still half asleep and hair mussed.
"Mhm?"
"Do you think we can share a double-edged dildo and jerk off together sometimes?"
Gepard splurted his coffee all over the table and his morning newspaper.