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Mydei loved indulging Phainon in just about anything.
In general, he loved spoiling people anyways. Even if he'll act like it's not a big deal, he'll still cook for his friends (while kicking Peucesta on the ass if he makes any demands), go home on some weekends just to see his mom (and dad, but he constantly banters with him while being sweet to his mother), and, within the subject of the matter, granting his boyfriend's requests.
Like making him lunch- made easier by the fact that they're living together and Mydei enjoys cooking a little more whenever Phainon finally gets up from bed and wraps his arms around his waist from behind him. And also letting him stay up late to play games or do whatever nerdy thing- granted that he lets Mydei sit with him during said activities because no way Mydei is letting him pay less attention to him just because he's doing something.
But there's another request that Mydei won't admit out loud that he's always happy to grant, because each time it happens, it ends with him having sore legs and a more than satisfying sensation.
That he cosplays and dresses up for Phainon, and plays the part of whatever fantasies his big naughty nerd has.
At first, it started out innocent and cute. Phainon had been raving about how Mydei looks like this new character called The Prince from his gacha game, and while Mydei still doesn't quite understand the big lore within it that Phainon says is worth to spend loads of money on, he didn't say no when Phainon asked if he could dress up like Mydei and they take a few pictures when he bought him the costume.
Besides the quite revealing nature of the outfit, Mydei wouldn't lie that the handmade foam golden pauldron, necklace, gauntlets, and other armor accessories that came with it were cool. Maybe he'll even use the necklace with its blue gem-like accents as an accessory for his other everyday outfits if he could style it well enough.
So he happily posed for his boyfriend that one Saturday, with Phainon complimenting him with each snap and angle. For one pose, Phainon even laid down on the floor as Mydei stood over him and followed his boyfriend's directions in replicating how The Prince stood over his father and poised to kill him.
(Mydei saw the flushed look on Phainon's face behind his phone and kept that reaction stored for very, very important future uses.)
Slowly, it moved from innocent poses to more…indulgent ones. Mydei knew Phainon has quite the fixation on The Prince, evident by the new merchandise shrine he has at one corner of his study room dedicated to just The Prince, so if Phainon wanted a few not-safe-for-work ideas acted out, Mydei was happy to be the good boyfriend in cosplay and pose it out.
Phainon was quite harmless about it at first. Mydei's chin on Phainon's hand as Phainon took a POV shot. Then the vice versa where Mydei grabbed the phone like it was Phainon's chin and gave an easy smug look.
And then Phainon asked Mydei to lie on the bed, to take off his pauldron and other foam accessories so he could act like a relaxed Prince beckoning for company. Phainon had moved closer, hoping to get a more intimate angle…
…And now Mydei is on his back with his knees folded, flexible and agile enough that it almost touches his shoulders, as he plants one foot on Phainon's pelvis and the other on his hip to steady himself. Phainon looms over him, his face covered by the phone he holds up, but there's the unmistakable glint of excitement and adoration in his eyes under his glasses, and Mydei can slightly see on them a reflection of himself through the phone as the screen flashes with every snap of a new picture.
“You're so handsome, Mydei. You really look like The Prince,” Phainon hums with a slight tremor in his voice, which Mydei finds really pleasant to hear since he knows it's a sign that his boyfriend can barely keep his puppy-like excitement. "It's like I'm seeing fan art come alive…I'm going to end up with a thousand pictures by the end of this."
Mydei flushes a little, because the notion of it is already familiar. Phainon already has a hard drive full of Mydei's photos categorized by year and further categorized by theme. It brings a flutter in his heart because honestly, is there anything else more romantic than that?
“Let's reach one thousand then," Mydei encourages, and is delighted to see Phainon nod eagerly. So he continues, “any other pose you want me to do?"
Phainon suddenly flushes above him. “Oh! Uhm. Well. Can you…” he audibly gulps, and Mydei feels a slight twitch under his boyfriend's pants, right where the heel of one foot brushes across the middle of Phainon's gray sweatpants. “Can you… try and bring your elbows together?”
Bring his elbows together…ah, of course. Mydei already knows what he means, and he grins a little. “You mean push my tits up together, right?"
“H-Hey, I was trying to make it sound professional," Phainon fails to sound as serious as he wants his words to be. “But…y-yeah. Yes, please."
So cute. Mydei could only bite his lip as he watches Phainon get visibly more flushed as he brings his elbows together and makes sure his upper arms are just under his sides, pushing up his fat chest into front view which makes his red tattoos stand out more.
“Oh my god…even your tattoos look exactly like his…" Phainon murmurs almost dazedly above him, and there's the continuous snick snick snick of one picture after the other.
“Is that so…” Mydei holds the pose for as long as Phainon keeps taking pictures of it, but he immediately notices the continuous twitching at his foot.
He takes a glance down, and finds exactly what he's expecting.
Phainon is half-hard, pressing against his foot, and taking pictures of him as if it fuels every throb of his clothed erection.
Mydei's flush spreads down to his body, clearly seen because of his revealing cosplay, and Phainon is all too happy to take myriads of pictures of it, but he fails to see the way Mydei bites his lip and smiles victoriously.
So Mydei moves his foot and rubs against the hard-on deliberately, which makes Phainon nearly drop the phone in his hands.
"Ah- Mydei, what-” he's breathless already. Just from that. How fucking adorable.
"Hmm? What?” Mydei tilts his head, as if unknowing and innocent even while he makes sure to rub up and curl his toes over the head of his covered length. “I’m just helping you out. Don't you want my help?”
"No, I-I mean, yes, but-” Phainon gasps as Mydei's foot moves down and up a few times and he moves his hips in tandem out of instinct, "you really don't have to- and the photos- t-the costume-”
"The costume can be washed,” Mydei reassures his worrywart boyfriend as he curls his toes over Phainon's tip again and smiles, cat-like and smug. "You, however, need help. I'll ask again…don't you want it?"
And Mydei watches with glee as Phainon finally tosses the phone across the bed and nods vigorously, eyes already scrunched shut as his hands fall to the blonde's feet, where both were already over Phainon's erection. His big puppy has never been one with much control, and that is something Mydei always, always enjoys.
“Good boy. Doesn't that feel so good?" He purrs, and chuckles as Phainon responds by thrusting his hips faster and holding Mydei's feet tighter together. He's already so wet himself, but he'll get even more soaked just watching his boyfriend lose himself like this.
“Wouldn't it feel so better if you didn't have anything blocking your way…?" Mydei then suggests as he moves his foot just enough that his toe catches on the waistband of Phainon's sweatpants, and he tugs at it a few times.
“I-I’ll get your feet dirty…” Phainon whimpers, which Mydei rolls his eyes at. Such useless doubts…
“Hmph. So?" Mydei challenges, breaking against his boyfriend's grip for a moment so he could press his feet against Phainon's erection more deliberately. “My puppy knows how to clean things, doesn't he?”
Phainon gulps again, this time silent yet deeper as Mydei watches the way his throat bobs and his eyes look blown out from pleasure already. He nods.
"Then what are you waiting for?” Mydei lets the words roll off his lips with a little more intent and drawl, and it works.
Phainon makes quick work of lowering his sweatpants enough that his cock pops out, hard and leaking that it has Mydei's cunt getting even wetter. Oh, wait, he just realized his boyfriend wasn't even wearing any underwear. He already knew they were going to end up doing something.
But Mydei couldn't tease him for that, not when Phainon had already put his feet together again and thrust his long, thick length against the expanse of his feet, moaning whenever his tip would catch at Mydei's toes.
So wet. So messy. So hot. Mydei couldn't help but moan softly just from seeing Phainon be in pleasure and use him for his pleasure.
“So good, Mydei, you feel so good," Phainon groans as if he's fucking into Mydei's pussy and not his feet. "Each part of you feels so good.”
"Yeah…?" Mydei notices he himself is breathless now, and he moves one arm, if only to reach between his pressed together legs and lightly rub at his clothed crotch. “Are you gonna cum all over it, puppy?”
“Yes, yes yes I can," Phainon babbles with his nodding, and he's so far gone with his glasses falling slightly down that handsome nose that Mydei can't help but press hard against his clothed clit.
"Can I? Can I cum? O-On your feet?” Phainon begs with bright blue eyes that Mydei always can't help but say yes to. "I promise I'll clean it, I'll clean it for you, ah- Mydei, please…"
“S-Such a sweet puppy…” Mydei purrs again in praise, and Phainon whines over it, and even smears more precum all over the soles and arch of Mydei's feet, making a wet, sticky mess that Mydei honestly gets even more soaked over.
“Come on then," he coos, licking his dry lips as he rubs his clothed cunt even more roughly, “cum, Phainon."
Trained and obedient, Phainon grits his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut again as he thrusts hard once, twice, and then pulls back and releases thick, warm seed all over Mydei's feet. He releases the breath he's holding with a shaky exhale, groaning as he keeps thrusting and rides out his high and further adds to the mess on Mydei's feet.
Mydei himself trembles. He pulls his shaky hand out of between his legs as his cunt throbs. He came with Phainon just as he dirtied his feet. Hah, maybe he's not any better than he is…
Still, it does feel quite sticky and uncomfortable with cum all over his feet, but it wouldn't be for long…
“So messy…you came too much, Phainon,” he hums in mock disappointment, which makes Phainon jerk up and pay attention as he looks towards Mydei, eager to please and rectify anything.
Mydei could only smile at how well-trained his boyfriend is. “You’ll clean it up for me, would you?”
Phainon throbs again over his dirty feet. Oh, of course he would.
And Mydei watches with a slight gasp as Phainon brings one foot up to his mouth and laves his mouth all over his own cum that's spread all over his feet. It's not a wholly unfamiliar feeling- Phainon has kissed his feet before whenever he brought the blonde's legs up and placed a foot by his shoulder, but having his boyfriend lick up his own mess, feeling his mouth kiss his heel and trace the arch of his foot with his tongue, is an unexpectedly pleasant sensation.
Even the ticklish feeling only adds to the pleasure of it all, making Mydei shudder as he soaks up his panties more. No, Mydei's pretty sure he's already soaking through his dark pants.
“Is this good?” Phainon asks as he pulls off Mydei's feet for a second, and despite the lingering wetness from his tongue, his cum was mostly gone.
Mydei smiles, all too pleased and proud. “That's good, Phainon,” he hums, and Phainon beams, happy to receive his praise. “What about my other foot, hmm?"
Phainon nods, eager to make quick work with his other foot. He raises it up as he lowers the cleaner foot down, where Mydei moves it so he can brush against his boyfriend's hardening cock, further encouraging his arousal as his boyfriend also just as lovingly cleans his sole with his tongue.
It doesn't take long for Phainon to also accomplish this task, and Mydei tilts his head at him, motioning for him to lean down. His boyfriend is all too happy to get even closer to him, making Mydei wrap his legs loosely around his hips as Mydei reaches up to wrap his arms around Phainon's neck as they both meet each other halfway in a kiss.
Mydei could taste a mix of himself and Phainon in the kiss, which he finds he doesn't really mind at all. In fact, it spurs him on to kiss Phainon more and deeper, biting at his boyfriend's bottom lip as Phainon moans softly into his mouth, and his hands grip onto Mydei's hips as he grinds his hard cock against the blonde’s still clothed cunt.
“Mydei," he calls in between kisses, pulling back for a moment to tug his glasses off and put it aside, and Mydei has half the mind to tell him to put it somewhere safer, but seeing the hungry, dazed look in Phainon's eyes told him he clearly has other pressing matters at hand. “Mydei…"
“Use your words, puppy,” Mydei coos again, but he does know exactly what Phainon wants, and he rolls his hips against the thick, hot length pressing against his pussy as Phainon groans into his jaw.
“Can I f-fuck you?” Phainon whispers against his neck, nipping at it as his thumbs press against the dip of Mydei's hips. "Please, please Mydei…”
His eagerness is so telling. "Mm? Is it your fantasy to fuck The Prince?” Mydei teases, and Phainon's whimper is all the answer he needs. And Mydei has just the idea on how to spoil his boyfriend even more.
He usually isn't the type to do that, but…being boyfriends with someone like Phainon makes Mydei discover a lot more about himself than he expected.
"Then we should start with you begging more properly, hmm?” Mydei says, delighted at the knowing look on Phainon's surprised face. "Address me correctly.”
Phainon gulps again, and god, does Mydei want to latch onto that neck and bite his throat as it swallows around some wordless lump. His big boyfriend is just as flushed red as he is, and he looks so cute.
“My…My P-Prince…” Phainon's voice trembles around the words, like how his cock twitches and leaks precum all over the front of Mydei's pants. “My Prince…hah…y-your majesty, can I fuck you…?”
Oh, Phainon is so good at this.
And Mydei is eating up every second of it.
"Mm…you're quite big. Are you sure you won't hurt your Prince?” Mydei hums, and the question is all but a tease at this point, because Phainon has already made sure his pussy and insides are already molded to perfectly fit his girth, but it seems his boyfriend is already quite into the roleplay.
"No, no, I won't,” Phainon reassures him, only rolling his hips further as if to emphasize that. “I'll make you feel good, your majesty…I’ll fuck you good and fill you up…”
Mydei figures that if he's really a Prince and Phainon was his consort, he'd give him his whole kingdom.
But for now, all he can give his entire heart, and access to what his puppy has been humping against this entire time.
Mydei lowers his hands for a moment so he can start taking his pants off, and Phainon catches immediately, slipping it off right his legs along with his soaked panties. His cunt feels so hot and sensitive now that it's exposed, and the blonde bites his lip as he reaches up to hold onto the pillow by his head in preparation.
"Such a big promise…" Mydei takes a few deep breaths, watching as Phainon stares at where his tip kisses his wet pussy. “Go on, then. Fill me up-"
The word cuts off in Mydei's throat and is replaced by a strangled moan when Phainon pushes halfway in with just one go, and he grips the pillow tightly as he adjusts to the familiar intrusion. Phainon could tell that he was getting used to it, and didn't push any further for a moment, only rolling his hips slightly to test the give of Mydei's walls.
Which didn't take long, because now Mydei feels the all too familiar ache deep in his stomach. "Keep going…" he says with a small gasp as Phainon slips in just a little further.
And Phainon nods, taking a deep breath himself as he holds Mydei steady and keeps pushing in, and in, until he's pressed flush and Mydei can feel his balls against his ass.
Phainon is so so deep, like he can just barely kiss Mydei's cervix. The blonde can't help but tighten up around him as his boyfriend groans from the squeeze.
“H-Hah…look at you…you're so deep inside your Prince…” Mydei teases with words while he can still speak coherently, knowing that by the way Phainon is squeezing his hips that that sanity won't hold for long.
“Are you going to make do on your promise? Fill me up, fuck me so good that your Prince gets addicted to you-”
And it seems like Phainon has a goal to make him eat his words today, as Mydei chokes on another moan when his boyfriend pulls back suddenly and thrusts back in with the same might. It doesn't stop, and his big boyfriend starts a relentless, hard pace with the sound of their skin slapping echoing around the room.
"A-Ah, wait, wait-!" Mydei struggles to breathe, every gulp of air being pushed out of him whenever Phainon bottoms out, all the while his whole body is being pushed against the bed which leaves Mydei no choice but to cling onto the pillow above him for dear life. “Ah- Phainon!”
“P-Prince, my Prince," Phainon babbles above him shakily, moaning in tandem which sparks a contrast to how sharp and deep his thrusts are- focused on hitting the entrance of Mydei's womb and pushing it open. "You feel so good, you're so wet around me. It's so easy to fuck you, my Prince.”
Whatever words Mydei could have died down immediately, as every thrust just makes a moan come out of his mouth instead. Gripping the pillow above him barely helps- Mydei is having the most difficult time grounding himself when Phainon is pistoning into him like that.
He cracks one eye open to watch Phainon, and he looks dazed, almost. Mydei isn't sure if he's seeing him or the fantasy of The Prince in his head.
But then those blue eyes drift up to meet his own, and Mydei knew deep down from that hungry gaze that Phainon was seeing both.
Heart swelling with too much affection, Mydei reaches up to try and get Phainon to lean down and kiss him again, and his boyfriend is all too happy to stop his babbling for now to grant Mydei whatever he wants. Their lips and tongues collide just as messily as their hips below them, to the point Mydei feels like he's drooling at the corner of his mouth.
But then Mydei is about to soak up the bed another way, because he feels one of Phainon's hands move away from his hip and rub his throbbing clit, making Mydei keen high in his throat and throw his head back, and Phainon's lips move to kiss and bite at his neck.
“Are you close?" Phainon asks against his heated skin, as if the way Mydei is fluttering all around him isn't indication enough. “I wanna feel you cum with me…can you, my Prince?"
“Ph-ainon," Mydei chokes, both on the mixed spit of his and Phainon's in his mouth and a moan. That's enough of an answer for Phainon it seems, as his thrusts get impossibly faster, Mydei hearing the bed creak under them as he rubs his finger fast against his wet clit that it almost slips in with his cock.
And suddenly, the tightness inside of Mydei's snaps, making him gasp as his whole body seizes up even as his thighs tremble. A flood of wetness sprays all across Phainon's cock and abdomen, and Mydei closes his burning eyes as tears fall down the sides of his head and he squeezes as much as he can around his boyfriend's cock.
"T-Tight- you're so tight, Mydei-" the character's name disappears from Phainon's lips as he instead buries his face into Mydei's neck and moans against his skin, thrusting as deep as he possibly can and cumming, giving Mydei a flood of his own life warm, thick seed.
Mydei can feel it seep out of his pussy with just how much he's pumping into him. Why can't his womb just hold it all instead…?
The afterglow dawns on him when he realizes Phainon is still thrusting slowly. Mydei makes a noise, his cunt sensitive and aching, but makes no real effort to push his big boyfriend off of him since his warm weight on top of him feels blissfully pleasant.
“Sorry…you just feel so good inside. I don't want to pull out yet,” Phainon hums against his skin, kissing over bites Mydei knows are going to bruise later, before moving his lips up to the blonde's face and peppering it with affection. "Is that okay…?"
“Mm, it's fine," Mydei says with a nod, moving both his hands from the pillow to pat at Phainon's back and then the back of his head, brushing the sweaty strands of his hair. "As long as you go again later.”
Mydei lets himself chuckle when he feels Phainon throb inside of him. What an easy, easy puppy.
"Mydei…you're spoiling me so much today," Phainon smiles excitedly above him, kissing his lips twice with a happy rumble as Mydei just hums, happy and content even if the costume feels too hot and sweaty now. Well, it'll be taken off soon enough.
“What can I say," Mydei purrs as he cups Phainon's face, seeing his glinting, excited blue eyes and squeezing around him again.
“Pups like you make it worth it.”