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Shidou’s eyes flicked over himself in the mirror and his sharp canines flashed as he grinned at his reflection.
He had finally made it to the place where he could play hockey and get laid all day everyday for two weeks straight.
The Olympic Village.
He ran one hand through his hair which he didn’t have gelled up for once, pink tips brushing just above his shoulders.
He then spun on his heel and made his way down to the hall where the meet and greet (aka the Olympic equivalent to tinder) was being held.
Although unlike his usual attitude of finding the first person who looked fuckable and taking them up to his room, Shidou had his eyes set on one specific man.
At last year’s games, Shidou had often seen this eye candy of a skater around different buildings on several occasions but somehow never found the chance to talk to him.
Then, he had gone to watch the skating finals and was in complete awe when he watched the man skate.
Now, Shidou didn’t know shit about figure skating, but even he knew this man was phenomenal.
He glided smoothly along the ice with what looked like no effort.
And Shidou’s thoughts of admiration were proven to be true when the skater won the gold medal.
Shidou had it all planned out, he’d find him that night and have some legendary victory sex and then easily get his number.
Fool proof, right?
Wrong.
Turns out the pretentious asshole didn’t give enough shits about the win to celebrate, and flew home that night.
Despite the painful and neglected boner it gave Shidou, the arrogance was still incredibly attractive enough to keep the skater in the back of his mind until this moment.
So here he was, looking through the crowds of other horny athletes in search of the mystery man.
Sae Itoshi was ready to go to the Olympics, win another gold medal and dip.
He didn’t care about the lukewarm promo his manager was making him do.
He didn’t care about the social events he had to attend.
He wanted to skate and leave.
Yet, right now, he was at a stupid meet and greet and trying his best to ignore any social interaction he could.
He pressed his phone to his ears and instantly started complaining to Dabadie who was on the other end.
“I made an appearance, so I can leave now right?” he snapped into the speaker.
“Itoshi-kun! You just arrived ten minutes ago, please wait it out a while longer,” Dabadie replied nervously.
Sae let out an exasperated exhale, “You said I just had to show up, and I did, I don’t see the problem here.”
“Yes yes, that is what I said, but come on, at least stay for an hour,” the man insisted hesitantly.
Sae’s eyes narrowed in irritation, “An hour?” he uttered the word in a way of contempt, “I should be training.”
“You’ve been training non-stop for four years, Itoshi-kun, just let loose for one night and enjoy yourself,” Dabadie replied.
Sae clicked his tongue against his teeth in disapproval, “Not constantly practicing is the equivalent of asking to lose.”
Sae heard the pattering footsteps of Dabadie pacing his room through the speaker, “Well aren’t all the other athletes there too? They’re not training either?”
“I don’t plan my schedule based on when the other athletes are or aren’t training,” Sae bit back on the phone.
Shidou’s eyes continued flicking around the room until they landed on a familiar shade of soft-maroon hair.
An ear to ear grin plastered across his face as he began confidently strolling over to what he saw.
The man seemed to be casting judgemental glares to just about everyone in the room, with no exception to Shidou himself.
As he further approached, the teal eyes fixed on him, narrowing suddenly in a way so harsh it could personally offend anyone.
Well, anyone but Shidou of course, who instead found the action remarkably attractive.
He noticed the man hanging up his phone and placing it back inside his pocket.
Shidou finally reached him, standing in front with crossed arms and a toothy grin still intact.
His gaze momentarily grazed over his full face, admiring his porcelain complexion, bright teal eyes and insanely long eyelashes.
“Hey lashes,” he greeted, smirk expanding at the disapproving glance he got in acknowledgment.
“What?” the man asked indifferently, tone implying just talking to Shidou was draining every last drop of energy from his body.
“Can’t a guy just say hi anymore?” Shidou asked back, uncrossing his arms and cockily propping them upward behind his head by holding his neck.
“Depends why you’re saying hi,” he answered listlessly, piercing eyes momentarily flicking up and down Shidou’s body as if he was subtly checking him out.
“What if I told you it was cause I think you’re pretty?” Shidou responded, dragging his tongue across his teeth to emphasise his point.
“Then I’d tell you to go talk to someone else,” he answered boredly, taking a sip of what seemed to be wine as he waited for Shidou to talk himself out of his mistake.
Shidou shook his head with a chuckle at the man’s attitude, “Hm okay…” he began thinking of a way to back himself out of the hole, “Well good thing I came to talk about skating,” the lie came out smoothly, although it still obviously wasn’t truthful.
He scoffed, “And why would a hockey player be interested in figure skating?” he asked in a voice hinting that he was already tired of the conversation.
“How’d you know I play hockey?” Shidou asked, expression smug as if he was proud of himself for finding some sort of loophole.
He excitedly awaited some kind of nervous excuse, but unfortunately wasn’t met with it.
The man’s face remained completely stoic as he shrugged, “You have the ass for it,” he stated simply.
Shidou felt his eyes widen in attraction, “Oh my god, you’re fucking hot,” he replied bluntly, his cheeks almost hurting from how big his eager grin was.
“So you were checking out my ass, were you lashes?” Shidou then asked with a comically raised eyebrow.
“Guess so,” he sighed out, bringing his drink back to his mouth without breaking eye contact.
“Wanna gimme that number then prettyboy?” Shidou requested, eyes grazing over the man hungrily.
He narrowed his eyes in distaste, “I don’t hand out my cell to just anyone,” he snapped bitterly
Shidou laughed at the sharp response, “I meant your room number lashes,” he explained with a wink.
“Stop calling me that,” he said curtly.
“Oh? Well what’s your name then prettyboy?” Shidou drawled, reaching out his hand to take the glass of wine from the man’s hand and taking a sip himself.
He released an exasperated sigh as he put his hand out expectantly for his drink to be put back into, “Give me my drink back first.”
Shidou tutted, “So bossy,” he grumbled, “How about I tell you mine in exchange for yours?”
He scoffed, “Dumbass,” he said, snatching the drink back from Shidou.
Shidou pouted, “So rude,” he whined in mock hurt, “Now, tell me your name lashes,” he nodded toward the drink, “As compensation for the emotional turmoil you just caused,” he said hyperbolically.
He raised an unimpressed eyebrow, “Yours first,” he sighed out.
“Shidou Ryusei,” he answered, his tongue twirling in his mouth after speaking, “But feel free to call me anything prettyboy.”
The man raised an unbothered eyebrow, “I’ll ignore whatever that means and stick to Shidou,” he drawled.
Shidou shrugged pridefully, “Eh, you’ll come around eventually,” he stated arrogantly.
“Itoshi Sae,” he finally said lackadaisically, deciding it was better to answer the initial question then to play into Shidou’s teasing.
“How pretty,” Shidou purred appreciatively as he placed the glass back between Sae’s fingers, “So Sae-chan, wanna give me that room number now?”
“Depends,” Sae breathed out apathetically.
“Oh yeah? On what?” Shidou asked, his eyelids half way over his pupils in a seductive fashion, “Enlighten me Sae-chan.” he hummed playfully.
“Your credentials,” Sae answered, eyes languidly falling downward before returning back up to Shidou’s eyes.
“What, like a job application or something?” Shidou jeered with a toothy grin.
“No, like your dick size,” Sae answered in a blasé manner, casually reaching out his arm to cup his hand over Shidou’s semi-hard bulge.
Shidou moved his hips forward to press it further against Sae’s hand, “Sure you can handle it prettyboy?” he teased smugly.
Sae narrowed his eyes at Shidou while his fingers trailed over his dick to size it up, “That a challenge?” he wondered impassively, “Cause I’ve seen bigger,” he added, most likely bluffing but Shidou was unable to tell from his aloof expression.
“Well you haven’t exactly seen it yet, have you?” Shidou asked, feeling his erection grow from the ongoing contact.
“You gonna show me then?” Sae replied in a nonplussed tone, finally removing his hand and placing his drink on the table beside them.
Shidou licked his lips at the reply, “See lashes? You’re just as eager as me aren’t you?”
“I wouldn’t say that,” Sae insisted perfunctorily, “I’d say I’m more curious than eager.”
Shidou shrugged, “Call it what you want babe, no matter what verb you use, it still ends up with this dick inside you,” he said, the words slipping off of his tongue effortlessly.
“Then quit talking and get to it,” Sae droned dismissively.
Shidou’s sharp canines flashed as he grinned, “Let’s go then Mr.Gold Medalist,” he teased as he nodded toward the door to non verbally tell Sae to lead the way.
Shidou slapped Sae’s ass as he walked by him, keeping his hand there as they both began walking toward Sae’s room.
Sae’s phone call had gone on for another while.
He eventually began zoning out Dabadie trying to convince him to have fun or whatever the fuck he was talking about.
He looked around the room aimlessly, focusing on random people before moving to the next.
He found his gaze focusing on a man who was seemingly looking for someone.
He appeared to be awfully familiar, specifically his blonde into pink hair colour.
Sae assumed he had seen him in the crowd at one of his competitions before or something.
He wondered what sport the man was here for.
His eyes subconsciously dropped to his ass to feed curiosity.
He raised a semi-impressed eyebrow at what he saw.
Nice ass.
Most likely hockey, or something, he decided.
The man then turned toward where he was standing, and Sae watched as his expression fell satisfied, as if finding what he had been looking for.
“Yeah yeah whatever I’ll stay,” he mumbled boredly into the phone, cutting Dabadie off mid rant before hanging it up and returning it into his pocket.
The closer the man got, the more Sae realised he was quite pretty, and the more that Sae realised that, the more he realised he himself was quite horny.
And the more he thought about how pretty the man was, the hornier he got.
So long story short, he may have flirted, just like any normal person would.
And he may have sized up his dick, just like any normal person would.
Shidou and Sae finally reached Sae’s room, Shidou grinned as he watched Sae slide the door open with the keycard and step inside, waiting by it expectantly once he had entered.
Shidou peered around the room with a raised eyebrow, “Holy shit lashes, your room’s so much bigger than mine,” he noticed.
“Yeah, try winning and you’ll get one too,” Sae answered condescendingly.
Shidou laughed heartily, “Asshole,” he accused with a smirk, “Lucky you’re so fucking pretty,” he tutted looking back at Sae and batting his eyelashes mockingly.
“Pretty?” Sae asked with a sceptically raised eyebrow.
“Uh-huh,” Shidou confirmed with a wink.
“Come do something about it then,” Sae requested imperturbably.
“Oh yeah?” Shidou hummed as he stepped closer, sprawling his hand across Sae’s back and using it to pull their chests closer together, his other hand tracing along the perimeter of Sae’s jawline.
Sae stared back into his eyes, expression remaining unbothered by the contact.
Shidou traced his finger over to underneath Sae’s chin, allowing Sae’s face to balance there.
He then used his finger to bring Sae’s face right up to his, their lips just about brushing off each other.
“Quit acting like you don’t want it more than I do,” Sae murmured, his lips rubbing off of Shidou’s as he spoke.
Shidou grinned as he realised Sae was right, his hand immediately transporting from his chin to cup the back of his neck and pull it fully toward his, his lips capturing Sae’s hungrily.
He felt one of Sae’s hands grab his shoulder for leverage, his other rustling itself in his hair.
He slipped his tongue in between Sae’s lips, twirling it and feeling the moist surface of the latter’s.
He groaned in pleasure against the kiss at the sensation.
The hand he had on Sae’s back pulled upward, causing Sae to reflexively wrap his legs around Shidou’s waist.
Shidou held one of Sae’s thighs to keep him stationary.
He pushed Sae’s face closer to his own to deepen the kiss, pushing his tongue further into his mouth.
Their lips continued a consecutive pattern of interlocking and relocking, while their tongues swirling together in perfect synchronisation.
Shidou felt Sae’s fingers deepen needily into his hair, nestled right into the roots.
Shidou automatically began walking toward the bed, not yet breaking the kiss.
Once he reached the end he leaned forward so Sae was now laying on his back in the bed, Shidou’s body over his and their mouths still against each other.
He released Sae’s head and used that arm to hold himself up over Sae, his other hand crawling up from Sae’s thigh to remain on his waist instead, all while continuing the rhythm that his tongue was using to dance against Sae’s.
Shidou rolled his hips forward, his hard dick rubbing off of Sae’s.
He subconsciously let out a groan at the needed friction, his hips now bucking forward at a consistent pace in search of release.
Sae slightly let go of Shidou’s head, causing the kiss to part.
He pulled his head back and began trailing open mouthed kisses down along Shidou’s neck.
The speed of Shidou’s grinding increased.
Sae sneered dryly, “So fucking desperate,” he purred against Shidou’s neck.
Shidou let out a murmur of approval as the vibration of Sae speaking sent tremors all over his skin.
He began humping Sae harder, his own legs now clasping on of Sae’s for more contact.
“Pathetic,” Sae droned at Shidou’s seek of pleasure, his tender lips moving over Shidou’s neck while he spoke.
“Fuck yeah I am,” Shidou whined needily, moving his head back so Sae would have more room to kiss along.
Sae ran his tongue down from the top of Shidou’s neck to the end where it just met its shoulder, biting into the crook.
Shidou groaned as he felt Sae’s teeth sink into his flesh, leaving a series of similar bite marks all the way along his neck, each one evoking the same reaction from Shidou.
“It hurt?” Sae asked, releasing Shidou’s shoulder and using his finger to trace along the marks he had made.
“Hurts so fucking good lashes,” he answered, still grinding his dick against Sae’s.
“Yeah?” Sae asked, biting him once again, only this time hard enough to draw blood at the tips of each of the teeth marks, “You like that too?”
“So much,” Shidou replied, hips moving faster now.
“Mhm good,” Sae cooed mockingly, “Now look at me,” he commanded, pulling his head away from Shidou’s neck.
Sae’s eyebrow raised approvingly as he saw tears welling in the corners of Shidou’s eyes.
“Poor baby,” he remarked apathetically, his thumb travelling upward to catch one of the tears that had finally fallen over his waterline.
Sae then brought his thumb to his own mouth, licking off the tear before swirling his tongue around his thumb and completely lacing it in his saliva.
He then moved his thumb over to Shidou’s mouth, Shidou then obediently opened his mouth without being asked and took Sae’s thumb in it.
Shidou’s expression remained smug despite how submissive he was being and how he actively had tears running down his face.
Sae scoffed as he pushed himself and Shidou upward so he was now straddling Shidou’s lap.
Shidou continued seeking friction against Sae’s dick, his hips never stopping their movements.
“Suck harder,” Sae commanded, moving his thumb further down Shidou’s throat and watching him slightly gag on it.
He instantly felt the suction around it increase with his request.
“Such a good boy,” he deadpanned as he pulled his thumb out with a wet pop sound.
His eyes flicked over Shidou’s face, the tears in his eyes, the running eyeliner and the lazy grin that was still intact.
“Open again,” Sae said, nodding toward Shidou’s mouth, which Shidou then instantly opened.
Sae leaned his own face over Shidou's and spat right into his mouth.
Shidou felt the saliva mix into his own and tightened his throat to swallow it before Sae shook his head.
“Do it when I tell you to,” he demanded listlessly, taking in the sight of Shidou waiting eagerly for his permission.
“Now swallow,” he said, to which Shidou immediately submitted.
Sae peered down at him curiously “You really gonna do anything I tell you?”
“You bet I am, it’s hot as fuck having someone so pretty boss me around,” Shidou sang happily, pulling Sae downward so he could feel his erection as proof of his pleasure.
Sae murmured in approval, cupping Shidou’s face once again and clashing their lips together.
Shidou brought both hands to Sae’s ass, using it to pull him closer against himself and therefore seek more friction against the latter’s bulge.
They both dragged out each other's lips as their tongues snaked back and forth against the other’s.
One of Shidou’s hands came to the front of Sae’s dress shirt, travelling downward, his fingers undoing all the buttons on their way.
Sae brought one of his hands out to do the same thing to Shidou, his other tangling in the ends of Shidou’s hair.
Both men briefly let go of the other to shrug off their shirts before returning to hungrily clawing at each other’s bodies.
Shidou brought his hands down to unbuckle his own pants, pulling them down along with his boxers and allowing his cock to spring upward.
Shidou reached out his hand to finally be able to stroke his now-free dick, but Sae cut him off by grabbing his wrist just as he was about to make contact.
Sae pulled away from the kiss, bringing his hand to Shidou’s mouth for him to spit into.
Once he did, Sae crashed his lips back against Shidou, and brought his spit covered hand over to Shidou’s length.
He began rubbing the saliva all over the surface of Shidou’s erection, using it as a substitute for lube.
Shidou moaned at the contact with his sensitive dick.
Sae felt the moan come inside of his own mouth as their kiss became more passionate.
He brought his thumb over to the tip, feeling the droplets of precum that were emerging from it.
He spread it all around the uncovered parts of the tip in consecutive circles.
Shidou’s moans increased in both volume and frequency as Sae maintained the action.
Sae began pumping the remainder of his hand up and down to jerk Shidou off, while drawing shapes around his tip.
Suddenly, just as Shidou was dangerously close to getting off, Sae released his cock entirely.
Shidou’s tongue automatically stopped moving against Sae’s and he let out an unfulfilled whimper, “Sae-chan,” he breathed out, his hips bucking up to nothing.
Sae’s other hand also retracted, both of the now unoccupied hands retreating over to his own pants which he then undid, raising his hips off of Shidou to smoothly pull them off of himself.
“Sae-chan please,” Shidou whined, tears spilling over his eyes desperately as he leaned his head into the crook of Sae’s neck for what was probably a pointless seek of comfort.
“Please,” he repeated, his voice cracking hopelessly as his arms tightened around Sae’s torso.
“So pathetic,” Sae sneered, “Are you really crying just because I didn’t get you off, hm?” he asked, returning his fingers to Shidou’s hair in jeering comfort.
Shidou nodded, pulling back his head to face Sae again.
Sae analyzed his teary eyed face and the mocking sympathy-seeking pout he had in place to cover up his animalistic smirk.
“So pretty when you cry,” Sae said monotonously, dragging a finger along one of Shidou’s cheeks.
Sae’s eyes flicked down to Shidou’s dick before returning back to his face.
Sae put his hand back out expectantly, “More spit,” he requested, to which Shidou obliged instantly.
Once Shidou had successfully spat upon the palm of his hand, Sae returned it over to Shidou’s dick, completely coating it in the substance.
He spread the remainder on two of his fingers and brought them to his ass.
Shidou once again covered up his grin with a pretend pout, “Can’t I do it Sae-chan?”
Sae shook his head, “You only do what I tell you to,” he said, wincing slightly as he entered his two spit-covered fingers into his ass.
He moved them around, trying his best to stretch out his hole and make it more accustomed to Shidou’s remarkably large size, whimpering silently whenever his fingers grazed his prostate.
Shidou absentmindedly traced the indents between each of Sae’s abs while he waited for him to be ready.
Sae finally removed his fingers and Shidou perked back up, “Now I can fuck you?” he asked eagerly.
Sae rolled his eyes, “So needy,” he observed, tracing the outline of Shidou’s lips with his finger tips as he raised himself up and lined his asshole up with Shidou’s tip.
Shidou reached out to grip Sae’s thighs to balance him and Sae’s hands went to Shidou’s shoulders to keep himself steady as he lowered himself down and let Shidou’s length fill him.
Shidou let out a shamelessly loud moan as he felt himself enter Sae’s ass, the tight rings of cartilage squeezing his dick perfectly.
He felt Sae’s nails dig into his shoulders once his full dick was inside the latter.
“Holy shit lashes,” he whined, feeling his cock stretch Sae perfectly when Sae began moving himself up and down, riding Shidou’s dig at a teasingly slow speed.
“Faster,” he demanded impatiently, moving his hips upward to try and meet Sae’s thrusts faster.
“I might,” he stated indifferently, “Try begging prettier,” he said, slowing down the already agonising pace even further.
The feeling of Shidou’s dick barely getting to brush his prostate properly was also affecting Sae negatively, but seeing Shidou’s expressions of despair was worth it.
“Please Sae-chan,” he cried out, trying to push Sae’s hips down faster, but Sae’s core strength just about prevented him from doing so.
“You’re not gonna be patient?” Sae sighed at Shidou trying to pull him down, then halting his movements completely, “Be a good boy and stay still.”
“Sae-chan,” Shidou groaned, trying once again to drag Sae back down and frustrated tears ran down his face.
Sae clicked his teeth disapprovingly, “I have to tie you up or something?” he asked, wiping Shidou’s tears off his face.
“No,” Shidou protested before momentarily considering the idea and decided it was actually incredibly hot.
“Wait, yes,” he corrected himself, all aggravation forgotten from excitement, a grin taking over his face.
Sae released an exasperated breath as he got off Shidou’s dick, the release causing Shidou to whimper at the lack of tension.
“Dramatic,” Sae accused as he walked over to the suitcase by his bedside and took out a pair of handcuffs.
Shidou smirked at the reveal of the object, “You brought handcuffs to the Olympics?” he inquired, “Fuck you really are kinky,” he uttered under his breath as Sae got back on the bed.
“Never know when you’re gonna need something,” Sae replied half heartedly as he lethargically leaned over Shidou and pinned both of his hands behind his back, inserting either of his wrists into the holes.
“Now no more touching,” he stated simply as he crawled back into Shidou’s lap, once again lowering himself on the man’s dick.
Shidou moaned as the painfully slow pace resumed.
“Beg,” Sae requested, momentarily moving faster in temptation before returning to the usual.
“Please,” Shidou said, his tony whiny albeit hoarse from desperation, “Please fuck me faster.”
Sae let out an unimpressed hum, “Cry more and I’ll consider it.”
The tears in Shidou’s eyes became closer to falling over as he continued pleading for more.
Beads of sweat began forming at the top of his forehead from the sheer frustration of lack of pressure.
“Please, please I can’t take it,” he sobbed into Sae’s shoulder, tears finally falling and running down Sae’s skin.
“Look at me,” Sae requested boredly, shrugging Shidou’s face off of his shoulder.
Shidou looked at him, a pathetically longing expression on his face.
“So pathetic,” he practically yawned, bringing his tongue to the bottom of Shidou’s jaw and tracing upward along the path of one of his tears, then repeating the process on the other side.
“Sae-chan you said you’d do it properly if I cried and I did,” Shidou insisted impatiently.
“You cried? I don’t see any tears,” Sae stated, nodding toward Shidou’s now-tearless face due to how he absorbed said tears himself.
“Sae-chan,” he sputtered needily, another set of tears now falling over his eyes.
“Hm, pretty tears,” Sae commented flatly as he dragged his finger across one.
He then released a breath, as he watched Shidou’s face completely contort in desperation.
“One more ‘please’,” Sae asked.
“Please,” Shidou begged, voice cracking from arousal at the situation.
“Cute,” Sae remarked, finally thrusting his hips at a sufficient pace.
Shidou moaned at the relief, his hips bucking upward to meet each of the thrusts.
Sae let out his own moans each time the curvature of Shidou’s dick hit off of his prostate.
Shidou’s hand kept reflexively reaching out to touch Sae, forgetting they were pinned behind his back.
Sae scoffed jeeringly, “Your arms keep twitching,” he observed moving one hand down from his shoulder to his arm to indicate what he meant, hips still moving up and down despite his other movements.
“Not like being tied up?” he asked arrogantly.
Shidou let out a sharp chuckle, “You’re an asshole lashes,” he accused, although his eyes were wide in admiration.
“Wanna free me so I can fuck you properly?” Shidou asked, thrusting his hips up further than before for emphasis.
“Tempting,” Sae said coolly.
“Come on Sae-chan,” Shidou whined, “It’ll be worth it, I swear.”
Sae saw the mischievous glint within Shidou’s eyes, and part of him wanted to be able to walk tomorrow, but the other part wanted to get his brains fucked out of him.
He sighed as he reached his hands behind Shidou’s back and released the cuffs, “Go wild,” he commanded listlessly, which Shidou certainly took to heart.
Before Sae knew it, Shidou’s hands were on his waist and he was flipped his face down on the bed.
His fingers instinctively dug into the bedsheets beneath him as Shidou’s remained gripped firmly around his waist, his chest pressed up against Sae’s back.
Sae moaned as Shidou’s hips began moving at a relentless speed, causing his dick to hit the perfect spot inside of him every time.
“See? Much better,” Shidou hummed contentedly as he pounded into him unmercifully.
Sae groaned in agreement, spreading his legs further apart to give Shidou more room.
Shidou’s pace increased in response, letting out grunts of pleasure with practically every movement.
Shidou leaned his head down into the crook of Sae’s neck, nipping and sucking at the tender skin.
His thumb trailed along Sae’s side, the contact sending shivers down his spine.
His balls slapped against Sae with each thrust, the sound echoing through the room.
Sae’s fingernails dug more forcefully into the bed, the sheets rustling in various patterns around them.
Shidou picked up one of Sae’s thighs to raise his leg.
Sae groaned at the newfound angle, Shidou’s cock hitting spots that it hadn’t before.
“Fuck,” he breathed out, digging his head into the mattress along with his fingers.
“Good?” Shidou asked cockily as he slightly rotated his hips in a circular motion.
“Good,” Sae repeated in confirmation.
Shidou released a content hum as he changed the rhythm of his thrusts to make them harder.
Sae’s back arched at the change, making Shidou smirk.
Sae felt the wetness of precum begin leaking from the tip of his dick, forming a small puddle on the duvet beneath them.
“I’m gonna cum,” Sae said, unwillingly whimpering after he spoke.
“Uh-huh me too prettyboy,” Shidou groaned in pleasure, “I can come inside yeah? I don’t have a condom,” he reminded Sae as he rolled his hips forward consistently.
“Yeah no shit you can,” Sae replied like it was the most obvious thing ever.
Sae’s instant permission sent Shidou over the edge.
After a couple more aggressive thrusts in search of release, Shidou finally blew his load straight up Sae’s ass.
Sae moaned at the unfamiliar sensation of the moisture travelling throughout his insides.
Shidou grazed a couple times more over his prostate, and then Sae was finally gone too.
Ropes of cum shot out of his length and soaked the mattress below them.
He felt his dick throbbing as the seed continued spilling out of him.
Once they were both fully fulfilled, Shidou slowed his thrusting before it came to a stop.
He released his breath and collapsed on top of Sae’s body.
“Shit that was good,” he raved appreciatively, lazily grin from ear to ear on his face.
“Mm,” Sae mumbled in agreement, releasing his grip of the bedsheets and allowing himself to fully relax his body.
Shidou eventually rolled off him, dick automatically coming out of his ass and cum pouring out by default while he did so.
“We can do this every night right?” Shidou asked with a wink as he tugged Sae onto his chest.
Sae grumbled something incomprehensible in response that seemed along the lines of agreement, as he nuzzled his head into Shidou’s chest and his eyes fluttered closed.