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You could tell Takuto was feeling tired after work when he almost forgot to drop his keys in the tray as he usually does.
As always, however, he seemed to be unwilling to talk about it. Trying to ask him only yielded his usual "I'm okay!" response.
When someone is as selfless and kind as he is; when someone always leaves himself last like he does, it makes sense to ignore what you feel. You know him well.
However, you had your own methods in getting him to talk.
As he sat on the bed, you moved to sit close to him, embracing him from behind.
"So are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" You asked, murmuring against his ear as you softly rubbed his arms. You could tell he tried to suppress his shiver, but failed.
"There's nothing..." As soon as he spoke, you moved to kiss his neck, making him lose his breath for a moment. "...wrong..."
You smirked. He wasn't cracking, yet. Seems like you needed to push a bit more.
"Are you sure, sweetheart?" You breathed, pulling away to rub his shoulders. "You seem rather tense, you know."
Maruki's breath hitched. You knew how much he loved when you called him pet names. "P-please, you're teasing me."
Chuckling, you yielded, holding your hands up placatingly. "You got me." You moved to sit next to him. "I'm just worried about you, Takuto. Did something happen at work today?"
He sighed, lowering his walls for you just a smidge as his body language relaxed. Just what you hoped for.
He rubbed his eyes behind his glasses. "There were just... So many customers today. They all wanted me to get to their place as soon as possible. A man even yelled at me for getting to him late." He sighed again, crumpling into himself. You wished you could've been there to give that man a piece of your mind.
"I just wish people didn't feel so frustrated they took it out on me..."
You bit your lip, tightly embracing him from behind. "I'm sorry people were so shitty to you, darling..." You sighed, rubbing his shoulders as you kissed his cheek adoringly. "We should go to sleep. Or you'll feel even more tired tomorrow." You murmured softly.
Takuto made an uncomfortable noise from the back of his throat. "I... don't think I'd be able to sleep right now." He rubbed his arm, looking away.
You hummed, tilting your head inquisitively. Maruki simply bit his lip for a moment.
"Because..." he cleared his throat. "I don't think you should leave me hanging like this." He turned to meet your gaze, and you furrowed your eyebrows, confused. His gaze flitted down for a moment before looking back up. "I-if you want to, of course."
Your gaze finally drifted downwards, noticing the tent in his pants. "Oh!" You giggled. "I see. Seems like your neck really is sensitive, isn't it?"
"N-no need to tease me over that, please!" He pouted. You couldn't resist his lips as you pushed into him, kissing him.
He sighed into you, wrapping his arms around your back as he brought you closer to him, deepening the kiss.
The kiss escalated quickly as you licked his lips, asking for entrance. Maruki groaned as he granted you access, letting you slip your tongue into his mouth.
As if trying to devour him, you greedily ravaged his mouth, while he kissed you just as desperately.
You had to separate for one bitter moment as you pulled off his shirt, but as soon as you were done your lips were inevitably drawn to each other like magnets.
It was intoxicating, kissing this man. It didn't seem like it'd ever get old getting to taste his lips on yours.
You moved your hands down to his chest, pinching his nipples to get a delicious whine in response. He pushed his chest towards you, desperate for touch.
His legs splayed open invitingly, but you were waiting for him to say the word – after all, you loved to hear him beg.
Playing with his chest with one hand, you moved your other hand lower, rubbing down along his abdomen before pausing. You slowly moved your hand back up, relishing his petulant whine.
"Y-you..." He breathed against your lips. You tried to hold back your smirk and failed.
"What is it, sweetheart? You sound frustrated." You didn't stop your movements, making his gaze seem unfocused.
He huffed. "You... are being cruel."
Pinching his nipple, you chuckled. "I believe you need to speak clearer to me, dear. Why would I be cruel?"
Whining, he pushed his hips into the air uselessly. "B-because... I- I need you t-to... To..."
"To what, Maruki?"
He gulped. "Please... T-touch me. I need you."
"Good boy." You praised softly, lips brushing onto his ear. Your hands rewarded him by finally sliding onto his crotch, pressing down firmly. Maruki gasped, desperately moving his hips to get more friction.
It was cute. How easily you were able to get him so worked up. It made it that much more fun to play with him.
You decided to have mercy on him, making quick work of his pants as you unbuttoned it deftly and pushed it down, freeing his cock.
He sighed in relief at the feeling, but it immediately morphed into a choked gasp as you tightly gripped him and started to stroke his member.
With your other hand you explored around his chest, pinching and rubbing the areas you were already quite familiar with yet couldn't get enough of.
You drank in all the beautiful noises he couldn't stop himself from making as you kissed his neck, affectionately rubbing his chest while his cock dribbled pre-come onto your hand. You simply used his pre-come as a sort of lube, spreading it along his cock to make your hand move more smoothly.
Maruki was always so eager when you touched him – his dick making such a mess with nothing more than a touch. It drove you mad. You couldn't get enough of him.
It made you want to push his buttons even more.
Maruki's legs shifted restlessly on the bed as you played with him, like he couldn't find a way to ground himself from the pleasure. You moved your hand at a steady rhythm, alternating between fast and slow.
"I think I might... oh god..." Maruki moaned, leaning against you as he hopelessly tried to formulate a sentence, mind getting hazy.
You kissed his ear. "What is it, sweetheart?" You asked, leaning against his shoulder. "Is something wrong?"
"N-nothing at all. B-but..." His breath hitched. "I'm- I'm getting close. Is- is this really enough?" He cleared his throat. "I- I mean. Is this enough for you?"
You hummed. "What do you mean, Takuto? If this is all you wanted to do for tonight, that'd be perfectly fine." You reassured him.
However... you knew that underneath that question laid an ulterior motive – Maruki was discreetly asking for more. You had already danced this dance with him before, so you were familiar with his MO.
You were going to lead this time, however.
"If you wanted to do something more, you'd have to say it, you know. I'm not a psychic." You whispered into him, voice thick with honey as you kept fucking your hand onto him.
He groaned in frustration, although it morphed into a gasp. "I- it's not like I- I never said that I wanted something more. I- I simply assumed you wanted to, s-since that's how we usually do it."
Deflecting the question, I see . "Is that so? Well, I would be okay either way, truly." You drawled. It was always so tough getting him to say what he wanted. "Maybe we can just go to sleep once you cum."
"No!" He begged. Right afterwards, his body turned stiff. Checkmate.
"Oh? Could At be that you wanted something?" Your smile slowly grew into a smirk before you could stop it.
Giving him some time to think, you stopped your movements, although you held onto his member. After all, you couldn't let him get off the hook that easily.
He bent onto himself, trying to hide. "I- I do." He admitted through his teeth.
"Oh, really?" You chuckled. "You have to use your words, Takuto."
Straightening his back, he bit his lip. "I- I want you."
You rubbed one of his shoulders reassuringly, resting your head on the other. "In what way do you want me, sweetheart?"
He closed his eyes. "I..." He turned towards you as he opened his eyes again. "I want you to fuck me. P-please."
Smiling, you squeezed his shoulders affectionately. "Good boy, Takuto." He whined, looking down as his cock throbbed in your hand. "I believe there's a reward for you in order."
You kissed his neck as you gave his cock a few more strokes – surprisingly, he had not lost any of his excitement during all of this.
He moaned raggedly as you found your rhythm. You stroked him just as fast as you were before the interruption, as if you had never stopped.
At the same time, your free hand made its way down to his perineum then to his entrance, where you started to rub at the same time as your strokes, making him gasp.
Maruki whined. "P-please, stop teasing." He begged, voice strained. It was probably getting harder for him to speak full sentences, with all your teasing.
You giggled. "Okay, sweetheart. Let me get the lube." You kissed his cheek before quickly grabbing the bottle from the bedside drawer.
Immediately you coated your fingers with some of the liquid, spreading it well as you moved back towards Takuto.
Afterwards, you softly pushed him down onto the bed. He got into a comfortable position as he spread his legs for you, only looking slightly embarrassed by his actions, while his excitement was obvious in the way his hole puckered enticingly.
He panted heavily as your fingers went towards his entrance, softly rubbing in circles before you started pushing one finger into him, making him whine.
Once you had pushed up to your last knuckle, you tortuously pulled back before thrusting back in, making him whimper.
"Is something wrong, Takuto?" You asked, stopping your movements.
"Y-you know, we've done this before. I- I think I can take more fingers, right?" He suggested casually, making you smirk.
You giggled. "If you want me to add more you can just say so, sweetheart."
He huffed exasperatedly before hanging his head down. "I- please add more. I- I need it. Please."
Kissing his neck, you obliged. "Of course, sweetheart. All you had to do was ask."
Maruki moaned once you inserted two fingers into him. You started to thrust in then out of him, his walls tightening around you. You couldn't help but think about how they'll feel around your cock, but you had to be patient.
With your free hand, you rubbed along his thigh affectionately. You could feel the way his muscles would tense then release under your hand as you continued your movements.
Switching it up, you started to alternate between thrusting into him then scissoring your fingers inside him, making sure to open him up for you.
His legs trembled as he held them open for you, moving his hips in tandem with your thrusts, desperate for friction as his dick produced precome on his stomach.
Something about the scene in front of you started to break your resolve, but you had to stay strong – you needed to make sure he got opened up correctly.
Besides, you could never resist teasing him, since he could get impatient when he wanted to bottom.
You started moving your fingers around, trying to find his prostate. After all, you had to make sure he was feeling the best he could.
Once you heard him gasp, noticing the way he clung onto the bed sheets underneath, you knew you had hit your mark.
"How does it feel, sweetheart?" You asked breathlessly.
"It feels- it feels wonderful. P-please don't stop." He pleaded, voice rising in pitch.
"Of course, Takuto. This is your reward for doing so well, after all." You praised, bending down to smatter kisses across his chest.
Maruki arched his back towards you, desperate for your touch as your fingers rocked into him, slowly building up speed.
Licking your lips, you decided to ramp it up a bit by using your free hand to grab onto his cock again, thrusting into him with one hand while you jerked him off with the other.
He moaned raggedly as his legs shook, his hips desperately trying to match your maddening rhythm.
Your gaze flitted down towards your fingers, watching the way his entrance swallowed up your fingers, greedily pulling them back towards him whenever you pulled out.
Whenever you brushed against his sweet spot you'd get his wonderful noises in return, encouraging you to go farther and faster, while his cock desperately sprayed pre-come onto your hand.
"P-please." Maruki breathed, his voice sounding strained. "I- I-..." His sentence was interrupted with a moan as your fingers broke through his walls.
"What is it, Takuto?" You asked, meeting his gaze as you slightly slowed down your movements.
He bit his lip with a groan . "Please, fuck me! I need you to fuck me, please."
You giggled. "Look at you, asking for what you want. I'm so proud of you." You kissed his neck lovingly before slowly pulling your fingers out and releasing his cock, getting a desperate whimper at the loss.
Then, you went back towards the drawer. You were about to pull out a condom before Maruki put his hand on top of yours, stopping you.
"Uh- y-you... you don't need to use it, th-this time."
Deciding against teasing him for not asking directly, you simply kissed his hand. "Of course, dear." You couldn't deny you weren't looking forward to forgoing the cover this time.
Already straining in your underwear, you finally pushed down your pants. You hissed at the cold brushing against your neglected cock.
Maruki's eyes were trained on your member, intently watching the way you spread lube onto it and positioned yourself against his entrance. You could hear the way his breath hitched, chest tightening up when you made contact.
"Are you ready, Takuto?" You slowly teased your tip around his entrance.
"I- yes. Please. Yes. I'm ready." He floundered, unable to find his voice when he was so close to getting what he wanted.
Chuckling, you rubbed his cheek affectionately. "Anything you want, darling."
Finally, you started to push into him. You slowly inched your way through his walls, already feeling overwhelmed by the way they tightened around you and greedily pulled you in.
As soon as you bottomed out, you sighed, getting used to the feeling. You almost finished right then and there, the way he closed down on you.
Maruki breathed heavily as his walls slowly relaxed around you. You peppered his chest with kisses. "How are we doing?" You asked, voice a bit forceful.
He hummed contentedly. "I feel full. I mean I- I feel great." His face turned a beautiful shade of scarlet at his slip-up, making you chuckle.
You kissed his neck. "I'm glad, sweetheart. Should I begin?"
"Please!" He begged, before he cleared his throat. "I mean- p-please."
You kissed his cheek affectionately instead of giving him a response, saving him from your teasing. You pulled out of him slowly, his walls trying desperately to keep you trapped inside him.
Once you wound up, you swiftly pushed back into him, making him moan. His hands quickly snaked their way up your torso as he embraced you tightly.
You set up a rhythm. Pulling out before pushing back inside. Thrusting roughly into him with movements that made the slam of your hips resonate through the room, mixing with Maruki's voice.
Maruki's gaze was cloudy as you kept drilling into him, his hands tightened their grip on your back as he tried to bring you impossibly closer to him.
It was almost overwhelming, despite the fact you've already done this with him before. You simply couldn't get used to seeing him in such a state: blissed-out; excited; forgetting all of his worries for just a moment as his brain focused solely on one thing.
It was maddening, to say the least, the way he made you feel. The way your chest always felt close to bursting whenever he was nearby.
Trying to keep yourself from blowing too soon, you distracted yourself with his skin, slowly tracing your lips around his chest and up to his neck, relishing the way you could feel his pulse on your lips.
He seemed to be into it as well, the way his voice would break into a ragged "Please" every once in a while.
Then, when you least expected it, he surprised you with a simple, breathed-out: "More."
Panting into his neck, you hummed. "Oh? Can you be a bit more specific, darling?" You looked up at him, trying to meet his gaze.
You could see the way he bit his lip, almost breaking skin in a short pause. "I need m-more. Please fuck me harder." He pleaded, his voice almost turning into a whimper. As if it pained him that you weren't already complying.
Giggling, you felt a bit taken aback. "Oh my, that was unexpected." You shrugged. "How could I say no to you, sweetheart?"
Maruki's response was cut off by a gasp as you pulled on his legs, repositioning them over his torso. You used the new position to thrust deeper into him, starting to hasten your pace.
Remembering where you had found it, you quickly ambled your thrusts towards his prostate, making sure to push against it whenever you could, getting delighted mewls in response.
"You- mmf-" he spoke up, but he bit his lip, interrupting himself, "You- God! Please k-keep going."
His moans turned ragged, seemingly unable to form any words as you ravaged him, his eyes clouded with ecstasy.
You chuckled. "Oh, sweetheart. You're taking me so well." You praised, kissing his leg adoringly. "You're such a good boy, aren't you?"
Whining, he arched his back outwards, his hands scrambling to grip onto the bed sheets. You could tell the nickname affected him, with the way his cock throbbed incessantly against his navel, dripping with precome.
Softly kissing his neck, you rubbed along his calf. You were trying to distract yourself from the growing warmth in your gut, trying to delay your climax as long as you could.
Although, you could tell Maruki was close as well: The way his legs trembled underneath you; the way he mumbled nonsensically, those were among the telltale signs of his upcoming orgasm.
You licked your lips. "I'm going to cum soon, darling."
Maruki whimpered, struggling to form a cohesive sentence. "P-please, d-don't pull out." He pleaded, his hands reaching up to hold your arms. "I- I want you to come inside."
Smirking, you wanted to tease him – after all, you already knew he wanted you to cum in him, since he'd asked you to forget the condom, but you decided to leave it be for now.
Instead, you kissed him softly. "Of course, sweetheart. There's no need to ask."
You speed up, thrusting down into his sweet spot as hard as you could as you felt the warmth in your gut start to spread. Maruki's noises turned to mewls as you mercilessly pounded into him.
Once your climax came, you felt your muscles stiffen as you released your load into him, filling him up.
Still riding the last dredges of your orgasm, you gripped his cock tightly as you fucked your load into him, stroking him hard and fast. He whimpered breathlessly.
"Alright, sweetheart. It's your turn now." You panted, thrusting into him the last aftershocks of your orgasm. "Come for me"
Maruki almost screamed as his walls tightened almost painfully around you, shooting his own climax onto his stomach, some of it landing on your chest as well.
As he was coming to, you slowly pulled out of him, hissing at the hypersensitivity. You carefully moved Maruki's legs down so as to not hurt him.
You stood up from the bed, trying to find a rag to clean him, when a hand grabbing your wrist stopped you.
"D-don't go. Stay with me. At least a while. P-please."
Biting your lip, you tried to argue, "I wanted to clean you up, sweetheart. Are you sure?"
Maruki nodded fervently, pulling onto your hand. "Yes, I am sure. I- I can stand being dirty for a little longer." He met your gaze. "I just want to hold you right now."
Your resolve cracked, making you sigh. "Alright, then." You smiled softly as you moved to lay down on your side next to him. "We can take a short shower in a bit, yeah?"
He simply nodded, a sweet smile adorning his face as he embraced you, crossing his legs with yours.
After a brief pause, he met your gaze. "I... Thank you, my love." He rasped, his voice heavy with sleep. "You always help me feel better after a rough day."
You kissed his nose. "Of course, Takuto. All you had to do was ask.”