[ Ryuki is painfully glad he didn't bother with more clothes as soon as they're in the bedroom, scrambling up to stare at Date as he begins to strip down. He's rarely been able to see him without layers of clothing on, as if making a barrier between himself and the rest of the world, and his desperate need to see this man naked is overpowering him to the point of feeling faint.
He can see the shape of his cock through his trousers, can see flashes of skin between fumbling attempts to strip, and...
Is this how it feels to look at half-naked women in those magazines? He'd never been interested before now, but if they were half-naked pictures of Date then maybe he'd be more interested in what they have to offer. It might unlock his own superpower, because he thinks he'd do anything to sear that image into his memory.
Idly, he thinks about how he wants Date to take his sweats off, wants to feel those big hands on him, so he pushes himself up a little, kneeling on the bed with his legs wide enough to let his dick have breathing space before he reaches out to help, to tug at buttons and layers to get them off, mostly because he wants to shove his face into Date's tits and forget the world.
[ It's not that Date tries to hide his body. His body is his, hard earned and well worn, so he doesn't mind showing it off here and there either because he's also well aware of how attractive he is. Even if it's not exactly his original body that people find attractive β but then again, there's the hard earned part. Saito wasted his looks and now they belong to Date, this is what people know him as, this is how he knows himself as, there's no argument to be had. This is him.
So, the way Ryuki looks at him, just as desperate for him as he is for Ryuki, it's satisfying. He wants to touch him all over, to open him up and sink his cock into him and fuck him until they both fall apart. He knows this is going to last hours, well into the night, before either of them are sated and that's so satisfying. It's been so long since he's been this desperate for someone β and received that same enthusiasm in return.
Eventually, his jacket, vest, and turtleneck are off, tossed to the floor and leaving him only in his pants. From there, he breathes out a sigh of relief before dropping his hands to start unbuttoning his pants so he can start getting that off as well. Fingers hooked into the front of his pants so he can pull them down with his underwear, kicking them off with his socks and leaving himself standing there, nude, in front of Ryuki. ]
C'mere β
[ And he's reaching forward then to slide his hands over Ryuki's sides, sliding over his ass and kneading it through his sweats while he leans in to kiss Ryuki again. ]
[ There's no way he minds having hands all over him and that hot, naked body against his own, but he wanted so badly to reach out and touch Date's dick that he almost feels disappointed at being denied the chance to do it. He did say that the other man could fuck him right away, to be fair, and he's not going to take that back any time soon, but he also desperately wants nothing more than to finally explore in the way he had dreamed about and been bullied about for months.
Tama knows too much, and must be silenced. Somehow.
Date is so big, and handsome, and his dick is great, and Ryuki wants nothing more than to choke on it or ride it until he dies. He's not sure which one he wants first. ]
Yeah, right, okay.
[ Pushing himself up, trying to meet the other man's mouth, he surges up to grab at him and hold on tight as he chases the taste of his tongue and moans. ]
[ Just like that, Date wraps his arms around Ryuki's waist in a tight hold and pulls him against his chest. As Ryuki holds him tight in return, Date tips his head up the scant few inches Ryuki has over him at the moment and kisses him back with eager, hungry swipes of his tongue. They're kissing now, nearly desperate with it, and Date finally feels the hungry gnawing in his chest abate even a little bit. It just took finally being able to come here and sate this need to get there.
Now, he doesn't have to think about Ryuki being too far from him or having to control himself or keep himself in check or anything. Mizuki is not going to worry about him not coming home tonight, because Aiba will probably let her know where he is, because Tama is definitely going to rat them out to Aiba. There is a low chance of him being able to keep his tryst with Ryuki secret but that's fine, because he's not planning on letting his junior go anytime soon.
As their kiss breaks, with the need to breathe there, Date presses more kisses across Ryuki's jaw, down his throat, nuzzling at his skin and breathing him in. He smells like his fancy body wash and something that is purely Ryuki and it's just. So good. He's always thought he smelled good but having him like this is even better. ]
[ It hits him again, the strange, fuzzy feeling of this being some kind of dream, that he's imagining all of this and he'll wake up with Tama bullying him or with his boxers damp from coming during the night, like some kind of teenager unable to control himself. It wouldn't be the first time his mind had played tricks on him, and grounding himself in reality takes a moment as he tilts his head back and moans, counting the things he can see, hear, smell...
It's real, it's all so real, and the rush of adrenaline he feels at the reminder has his eyes flickering and his fingers catching on Date's skin, squeezing at him and begging for more, wanting more. The desperation he feels is cloying, making the room feel too hot, and his dick is so hard it's aching, begging for someone to touch him and make him feel good. He's not going to be like Date, won't be able to come over and over again, but that's fine, too - he doesn't need to come to please this man.
Ryuki has hands, and a mouth, and an ass, and thighs and tits and anything else Date might want or need, and he'll use them all to run this man dry, to sate him, because no one else can do it. No one else can handle him with the same level of insane dedication and painful, desperate need for more.
Wigglig his hips, he tugs, pulling Date with him, to get him on the bed and on top of him, so he can rock up and grind their dicks together until he's crying from it. ]
[ Ryuki truly makes him feel so good. Just that wonderful sensation of fuzzy warmth and deep affection that he feels from him. People like Date, generally speaking, but he hasn't had those wonderful dizzying emotions that comes with mutual attraction and lust and affection in such a long time. He knows there's a spark there with Hitomi and he could've followed it but there's always been hesitation in him to do so and so...
And so he is here with Ryuki instead. Where there is hesitancy with Hitomi, there is none with Ryuki. He wants to dive headlong into this sensation and swallow it down until his entire body feels full and sated. As Ryuki drags him back, tips back over to fall onto the bed with Date following him down, Date breathes in sharply but lands on Ryuki, getting tangled with him the process. Ryuki's only in his sweats now, and Date is naked, so Date drops his hands to the waistband of Ryuki's sweats and starts pulling them down.
At the same time, he presses kisses and nips across Ryuki's throat and collarbone, chasing this high. He gets Ryuki's sweatpants down to his ankles and pulls them off, leaving the younger man naked underneath him. His legs tangle with him together and he reaches down between them, taking Ryuki's cock in hand and lining it up with his own so they can grind together. It drags a moan from him, deep from his throat, as he lifts his head to kiss Ryuki again. ]
[ It's not enough, but it's too much at the same time, only part of what Ryuki needs so desperately. When he had seen the picture of Date's dick before he had realised that it was big, obviously, he had been in awe of it and wanted it in his mouth right away, but feeling it against his own? That rock of their dicks together, a hand keeping them close as they rock and grind, seeking the high of pleasure while he's being kissed and held?
There had been dating in the past, sure, but no one had ever made him feel like this. No one had ever drawn that desperation out of him, made him want to leap into their arms and cling for dear life, made him want to confess the depth of his love and adoration until it was all out like a tidal wave of genuine and real emotion. No one has ever made him feel the way that Date has made him feel, and he practically whimpers, little sharp noises that burst from his tongue, out of control as he chases it.
His own hips are unsteady, a little unpracticed, but he strokes his fingers through Date's hair and kisses him, wanting to make his mark. If he can show Date just how good he can be, earn more of that praise and that sweet relief... It'll be enough.
Leaning back, he presses a softer, chase kiss to Date's mouth, their noses brushing, intimate and sweet, before he breathes out and swallows. ]
[ It's almost enough, to be like this with Ryuki. Almost soothing that itch in him to devour the other man and to just sink into the deepest recesses of pleasure with him. He wants to hold him, to caress him, to fuck him so deeply and achingly that they both shudder with overwhelming emotion. He knows he'll need to prep Ryuki for his cock and he's just giving it a moment to chase a bit of a high first before he gets to work.
But then there's Ryuki's voice, asking him if he's going to fuck him, and Date shivers with arousal again. Fuck. Yes, of course he's going to. He noses back at Ryuki, brushing his lips against him and nodding his head. With the way Ryuki is brushing fingers through his hair, it'll be easy for the tie to come loose as well, white blond hair falling around his face and brushing against Ryuki's as he pulls back just enough to look at him. ]
Yeah, I do.
[ He needs to. He needs to so, so badly. ]
Where's your lube? I'll prep you.
[ He doesn't know yet that Ryuki was already fingering himself earlier. ]
Ryuki wiggles a little against Date, biting his lip.
He should just say it, shouldn't he? It's not as if Date isn't going to realise as soon as he bends him over or turns him around or whatever else he's planning to do, and his hesitation is only going to make it sound like he isn't as needy and desperate for this as he actually is. The way that his heart leaps into his throat is nervousness more than anything else - what, like Date is going to turn around and leave because he was jerking off earlier?
They were both jerking off. It was normal. Just - guy things, or something. Sometimes you call your superior up while your fingers are in your ass, and you moan a lot, and he comes over and fucks you. It definitely happens!
Leaning back, eyes dark, he motions to the side table, but... ]
I already... Did. A little. While we were on the phone together.
[ When Ryuki gestures to the bedside table, Date pulls back and leans up to reach over to the drawer, assuming the lube will be in it. It's why he's not focused on Ryuki's expression as he lets the embarrassment sweep him, instead feeling around for the lube so he can grab it and get back to work. It's once he has it in his hand, with a soft ah ha! that he pulls back to focus on Ryuki and what he says finally clicks in his mind. ]
You β
[ A pause. He blinks and his eye drags down Ryuki's body, towards his cock, as if he could see the effect of Ryuki's fingers inside of himself from here. His gaze snaps back to Ryuki's face after a moment and there's a hint of a flush on his own face as a result. Shit. ]
That's really hot, Ryuki. Fuck.
[ And then he's surging forward to kiss him again, one hand reaching up to curl against Ryuki's cheek while the other hand clutches the lube, pressing against the bed as he kisses Ryuki. His boy... his baby boy... so fucking precious he is. Date groans, hard as a rock at this point and leaking against Ryuki from how aroused he is. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
He pulls back after a moment, lips swollen and face flushed so he can lean back on his knees and start fiddling with the tube of lubricant. ]
I'll get you the rest of the way. And then I'll fuck you. Don't worry, you'll get all of me today.
[ Tripping over his own words, he watches as his lube is drawn out - and he's glad they're both ignoring that it's basically half used up, skipping over the fact that this is definitely not the first time he's had his own fingers in his ass while thinking of Date - and shivers with excitement. Watching the way Date's eyes seem to get darker, the flush on his cheeks, the genuine, aroused honesty in his voice... It's great.
It's so good. It's perfect.
Kissing Date back is easy, head turned and mouth soft and pliant under him, letting the older man do whatever he wants to devour and claim him. He's in his hands, malleable, ready to do anything and everything he wants, ready to be whatever he needs. He cannot wait to hear Date say his name in the middle of it all, to moan for him, to press deep inside him and claim him in ways no one else ever has or will.
Ryuki is gone for this man. Love isn't enough; it's consuming.
Slowly, Ryuki turns, adjusting his body so that he can be on his knees, elbows holding him up as he arches his back. He's seen online (and other places, Tama knows too much) that this is a hot position, so... ]
[ Oh. He didn't expect Ryuki to turn for him, and he's almost stunned for a moment as Ryuki gets into such an alluring position for him, going still with the lube in his hand as he watches Ryuki settle. It's so hot, the long line of his back, the plush curve of his ass, his thighs slightly parted and the swell of his sac between his legs. Date is bisexual, yes, but he does have a preference for women, generally. But Ryuki is exactly his type when it comes to men and he can't fight how hard Ryuki gets him, groaning softly at the sight. ]
Shit, Ryuki...
[ Just a soft shake of his head and he pours some of the lube on his fingers. He notices, of course, that the tube is half empty and that's actually a reassurance. It means that Ryuki has done this plenty of times, that he won't be a stranger to having something in his ass. Virgins are hot but he also doesn't want to hurt Ryuki. He knows he's not the best for a first time cock, because of his girth. But hell, he still wants Ryuki regardless.
(He is, also, assuming Ryuki is a virgin. He doesn't like the thought of Ryuki with anyone else and he denied hooking up with that college harlot so, of course, he must be a virgin. Which is hot, so hot, the idea of being his first and only...)
Ryuki will feel it then, two fingers, cold with lube, pressing into him gently as he circles Ryuki's rim and spreads his cheeks with his other hand. Then he presses the tip of those two fingers into his pretty, pink hole, biting his lip as his fingers curl inside of Ryuki to figure out how much he can take at the moment. ]
[ There are lots of things that Ryuki has done alone, and some things that he has done with a handful of guys, nothing serious, and even a little here and there that he and Tama have done together in the isolation of their VR space, but that was mostly to calm him down. As forward as his AI might be, the nature of their relationship isn't quite to the point of being inherently sexual, and his need to be pinned is matched by her enjoyment of rope. It just works.
That gets him briefly distracted with the idea of Date tying him up, of trapping his arms and baring him, stretching his legs open so he's on display, unable to do anything except take and take, to be utterly at his mercy, to let him keep fucking him over and over and over again until Date is sated and he is oversensitive and leaking and wet and - and he has to stop thinking about that right now or he might have some kind of panic attack from how much he wants it.
Instead, he braces himself for the touch.
Two of Date's fingers are bigger and thicker than his own, but even then they slide into him without too much protest, still tight but able to take them without needing a lot of work. It's a sign of just how much he had been playing with himself earlier, and how regularly he gets off with something inside him thinking about this man.
It's good, wonderful, but the prickle of shame and sheepish embarrassment makes the back of his neck burn hot. ]
[ Oh, Date has every intention of tying Ryuki up and fulfilling that fantasy eventually. He wants to do so many things with Ryuki, wants to fall into bed with him over and over and over. Wants to know his body so intimately that they're the only ones who can satisfy each other. His need for Ryuki is immense and deep and there's nothing he craves more than the other man in this moment.
Which is why when Ryuki says he can take more, Date just groans and leans forward to press his chest to Ryuki's back, kissing across his shoulder and leaning in to nip at his throat. At the same time, he slides a third finger into Ryuki, working on that stretch while he lavishes the other man in attention. They're going to ruin this bed, soak it in their shared fluids and Date isn't going to be able to do anything but fall from one orgasm to the next.
Meanwhile, as he fingers Ryuki, he nuzzles his face in against his throat and his voice comes out a bit muffled but eager. ]
Ha... Ryuki... what kind of dirty talk do you like? I'll tell you whatever you wanna hear to get you off, I promise.
[ Absently, Ryuki thinks it's a good thing they have a lot of other bedrooms to sleep in tonight, because his bed is going to be utterly disgusting when Date is done.
It takes a level of mental fortitude he didn't think he had inside himself to hold still while Date thrusts fingers into him, stretching him out and preparing him for the cock he knows is right there, waiting to press inside of him. A small, masochistic part of himself is tempted to beg for it a little sooner than he should, to lean back and hold his ass open to show off his hole, wet from lube and flushed from the way that fingers have spread him and made him ready, but he waits.
Maybe he can do that another time, when this is more familiar, when he has more confidence in being as depraved and needy as he wants. It's not as if Date would mind too much, he thinks, considering how disgusting the older man's mind is. It shouldn't be hot, thinking of all the filth and dirt that must roll around in his thoughts, but the idea of them all being focused on him is alluring.
Hissing softly, he turns his head, baring his neck a little more and taking a few steadying breaths. ]
Anything... Any is good? I just want to hear your voice. [ Oh, embarrassing, fuck. ] I - I mean I want to hear what you like. I'm still learning, so give me your best!
[ A while from now, when they've done this for ages, Date is going to be impressed by just how filthy Ryuki is and how depraved he wants Date to be with him. Part of him still sees this as him corrupting his innocent little rookie, so it's going to be a bit reassuring to know Ryuki is not just putting up with him on some level. For now though, he just sinks into his own desire for Ryuki, his own pleasure.
He groans, nuzzling the exposed throat and nipping at it gently, eagerly. His hand continues working Ryuki's hole open while the other caresses his side, sliding up and down over his hip as he leans his body weight against Ryuki's back. ]
You like my voice, huh? [ Which is funny, because he's usually told to shut up more often than not. ] Well, alright, I guess I can talk about anything.
[ He gives a hum, considering what might get Ryuki off based on what he knows of him. Maybe just... attention. If Date talks about how much he wants Ryuki. ]
It really bugged me hearing that you had a boyfriend, you know. Even if it was before you met me. I don't like the thought of you with anyone else, because you're my cute little rookie, okay? [ He presses a few kisses then, across Ryuki's skin, nipping at his throat. ] And after this... I'm not sharing you with anyone. I like you too much for that.
[ Giving Date free rein to talk about anything he wants is probably not the best idea that Ryuki has ever had, but he's also on his knees getting finger fucked by the other man, so it's also not the worst. There are other things he's done that have had him in stickier situations than this, and for now all he can do is shiver, biting his lip hard as he tries to keep himself under control as Date speaks, basically, into his ear.
It's all so much. The intimacy of it, the way he's being touched, a large hand against his hip, Date's naked chest over his spine, all so much and better than any wet dream he's ever let himself have. Biting his lip hard, he groans softly as Date mutters to him, cock twitching between his legs, desperate to come and come until he's bursting dry and oversensitive. ]
Huh?
[ Anyone else... Because he's Date's... It makes him grip the sheets too hard, hands shaking as he breathes in and out, slow gasps of air that sound like wheezes. He managed to get some self-control back after that, but when Date continues, when he says I like you, Ryuki's head feels like static, he feels as if his brain is bleeding out of his ears, and he comes into the sheets under him from nothing more than the stimulation of fingers in his ass and Date whispering affection to him.
[ Oh. Ryuki came. Date pauses, just for a moment, as he feels Ryuki shudder underneath him and shake as his orgasm hits him, as he spills into the sheets underneath them with gasping breaths and a pretty little flush to his skin. Date blinks, surprised by the sudden intensity of it but ... not turned off at all. He just lets out a soft β ]
... Huh.
[ As his fingers continue to lazily press into Ryuki's hole and his other hand settles gently on Ryuki's hip. He'll nuzzle up against Ryuki's throat then, pressing kisses behind his ear as he covers him in affection and there's a soft, deep laugh that spills from his throat in between those kisses. Oh, Ryuki. His perfect Ryuki. ]
You liked that, huh? Guess it would figure honesty would get you off more than anything else. You're a pretty sweet guy that way, you know?
[ Which means, of course, it's time to move on. His fingers pull out of Ryuki's hole then and he smears the rest of the lube against his cock, giving it a few brief strokes to lather himself up. Then he's adjusting their position so he can hold the base of his cock steady while he rubs the tip against Ryuki's hole. A bit of adjustment and then he starts to press into Ryuki, groaning softly as he drops his forehead against Ryuki's shoulder and just savors the sensation of the other man while he fills him up. Ah... ha... fuck... ]
[ Even as the aftershocks of his orgasm rock through him, Ryuki feels like he's floating. His body is shivering just a little, his hands flexing into the sheets and nails digging into the fabric, his throat feeling tight and hoarse all at once. He knows he must look messy, cheeks a little damp from sweat and a new rush of overstimulated tears, his ass wet from lube, his mouth red from kissing and biting and his skin bright from nervous, shy embarrassment, but it feels good, too.
Date keeps holding him, keeps touching him, sweet and tender and everything he had ever dreamed of in those quiet, desperate moments, and he swallows. It's unfair, how that low, rumbled laugh makes his spent dick want to get hard again, makes him push back into the fingers still getting him ready to be fucked properly. ]
I was just close from before.
[ No other reason!
All thoughts of protest or defending himself are shattered as soon as Date's cock begins to press into him, though, his eyes widening in the sheer wonder of it, the slight burn, the stretch, the way it feels as if he slides in thanks to the lube and fingers. Turning his head, just a little, he does all he can to catch a look at Date's face, to see what he looks like when he's buried in him and ready to fuck him as hard as he wants.
Absently, he wishes Tama was here and awake, just so she could record the moment and play it back for him in HD later when he's jerking off. ]
[ Ryuki is gorgeous, honestly. With the shiver rolling through him, the tears and sweat on his face, the flush to his skin. It's a wet dream come true for Date and he wishes Ryuki understood exactly what he sees because it's so damn good that Date is pretty sure he's going to jerk off to thoughts of Ryuki near constantly in the upcoming days, weeks, months. Years.
There's the idle objection in defense of Ryuki but Date pays it no mind because he doesn't mind that Ryuki came already. He was already pent up, it's true, and Date was kind of baiting him into it so he doesn't blame him at all. He's used to it too, people not being able to keep up with him, so he doesn't see this as a signal to stop but to keep going and Ryuki will catch up with him as he's ready. Of course.
That said, Ryuki does feel incredible as he slides into him. There's a deep, low groan from Date and his eyes close, mouth dropping open in a silent moan as he sinks deeper and deeper inside of Ryuki. That's the expression Ryuki will catch on his face as he looks back at him β blissful pleasure as he feels his cock enveloped by the tight, wet heat of Ryuki's hole. Fuck, that's so good. That's so fucking good. ]
Ha... ha...! You're so tight, I knew you would be, hah... keep clenching like that, baby, ohhh...
[ Slow, slow, slow, he buries himself inside of Ryuki with eager pushes of his hips until finally, he's buried all the way to the hilt and holds himself there. Long, girthy, filling Ryuki up exponentially more than any toy, Date groans helplessly as he finally gets to fuck a hole for the first time in far too long. ]
Ryuki sinks down into the bed and whines, feeling heat run through his body, oversensitive and shivering from already coming once. It doesn't bother him, not really, not when it's so grounding and helps to keep him at the moment, to keep him focused on the fact that Date is fucking him and pressing deeper and deeper into his body, as if carving out a space for himself and making himself home there.
Date has already been a part of him for so long, has already settled in his mind and heart, it feels perfectly natural for him to settle into his body, too, a missing piece he'd never be able to admit to needing. Yes, his superior is big, dick huge and worth bragging about, but he fits so well, even if the stretch feels like he is being wrung out, raw and breathless.
He has to look away, Date looks too good, and his dick is getting hard again between his legs, a fantasy come to life. Ryuki had meant it when he said he was going to keep up, that he was going to be so good for Date, and he's not going to fail in his first proper attempt. No way.
Every day. He wants to do this every day. Whenever Date wants. However he wants. He'll take it all. ]
Yeah, yeah, that - ah. Hah, please, don't make me wait any more.
[ Every day. Every single day. Wake up in the morning and have a morning fuck before going to work. A lunch break fuck in the bathroom. And then coming home and screwing like rabbits until dawn. He needs it, he wants it. Ryuki feels so fucking good that the thought of stopping is unbearable. He's breathing hard, bowing his head slightly to press his forehead to Ryuki's shoulder, his hair cascading over his face and hiding it as he begins to pull back slowly, slowly, slowly. ]
No, ah, no waiting. Not going to tease you. Shit. Not going to tease me either, h-haha.
[ Because Ryuki feels so good that it's nearly impossible for him to breathe, to think, to do anything but focus on fucking Ryuki relentlessly. He needs him now, can't go back from this now that they've done it. Ryuki feels so good and he fits so well inside of him that this can't be anything but perfect. He sinks a little further onto Ryuki, pressing his weight heavier against his back. His arms move to brace himself on either side of Ryuki's body, leaning on his elbows, and his hips pull back before pressing in again.
Leaning on his knees and his elbows, pressing into Ryuki from behind, crowding him into the bed with his body, it feels fantastic. Ryuki is just the perfect little hole under him and he wants to fuck him mercilessly. A soft whimper is pulled from his throat as Ryuki tightens around him again and he's going to start pumping his hips into him, over and over, aggressive. He could build up a little slower but neither of them want that, do they?
So, just like that, he's going to start fucking Ryuki, hard, deep, fast, as he just builds up his pace to lose himself in the other man's body. ]
[ Ryuki has to almost physically bite his tongue to stop himself making noises just so he can focus on the sound of Date behind him, the whimper he makes, the sound of his cock fucking into him, slick with lube and battering him into a pleasure he'd never be able to achieve on his own. He feels so full with it, almost deranged with the sensation of being given everything Date has, of being consumed by him.
Absently, Ryuki reaches down, the one arm holding him in place wobbling, to reach between his own legs, to try and angle back to touch at where his rim is open around Date's cock, to where he is being fucked fast. This is the superpower activated, that weird mixture of fight or flight or fuck, the adrenaline making Date do it all the better and all the faster, and he knows he's going to be sore later, he's sure of it, but - but...
He wants it to hurt later. He wants to remember this.
Grabbing at his own ass, he shivers, biting his lip until it hurts, spreading his cheek a little wider so that if Date does lean back he can have a good view - and maybe it helps get him just that little bit deeper, to the point where Ryuki won't be able to do anything but take it. ]
I want you to come, Mr. Date. I want to feel it. You promised you'd give it to me.
[ Date can feel the way Ryuki reaches between them, feels the brush of his fingertips against his cock when Ryuki pulls his rim open wider and Date knows, he knows, if he looks down now he's going to come near instantly. He's panting hard now, groaning into Ryuki's skin as he feels his hips pound away inside of him and just loses himself, going so fast and fucking so deep it seems nearly impossible but with his abilities, of course it's possible.
And then there's Ryuki's voice, that soft pleading tone, you promised you'd give it to me. There's something so beautifully submissive but demanding about it that Date's hips stutter and he makes a choked out noise, wanting to do nothing more than give Ryuki everything he possibly has. Fuck, fuck, fuck. ]
Babyβ
[ A choked out groan, dragged from him as the bubbling need to soothe and promise his lover that anything he wants, he'll get. That Date will win him the moon if he wants it, if that allows Date to fuck his hole again later. Date is, by nature, a simp and right now all that attention is being turned towards Ryuki, whose plaintive begging goes right to Date's dick.
He pulls back then, pushing back to his knees so he can grip Ryuki's hips from behind and look down at his hole, the way it stretches out around Ryuki's fingertips and looks so damn enticing. Date lets out one of those whimpers again, completely wrecked by the visual and grabs Ryuki so tight it might be bruising as he starts to fuck into him harder. He shifts his angle, going to find Ryuki's prostate before pounding onto it, over and over, harder and harder, and then β
Then he stumbles, chokes, and comes inside of Ryuki's hole. Hot, thick ropes of come, lathering his insides, it all just comes flowing out of Date but his dick doesn't grow soft, even while he fucks him, and instead he just continues to hammer in at Ryuki's prostate, merciless. ]
[ Ryuki had wondered - hence his initial text - about what sex would be like with Date, for Date, with a power-up so obviously linked to something as illicit as a porno magazine. To have all his reactions speed up, adrenaline through his body, desire linked with death and all the other stuff that he'd got back in return... He'd imagined that it would be intense, that it might be quick and hard and full of all that risk, but he had never imagined anything like this.
It would be easy to feel used, like he was just the first option for a quick fuck that Date had in years of being alone and all the other weird stuff that had happened to him. He doesn't, though, because he asked for this. Even if he is just convenient and easy, Date likes him, came here for him, because he wanted to fuck Ryuki, and he could've gone somewhere else and found some woman or whatever, but he's here, drilling into him like his life depends on it, and with his psyche at the moment maybe that's how he feels.
Nothing else seems to matter when Date finally comes inside him, giving him exactly what he wants. It's not quite as simple as feeling the come inside him, but there's warmth, and the sound of Date, the pressure against his prostate and the grip on his skin, and all of that together is more of a catalyst than Ryuki would ever need. His dick had surged to life already, pressure on his sweet spot making the blood run south, and he burrows his face in his arm, collapsed into the bed, as he fights back overstimulated tears.
Is this how it'll feel every single time?
He's going to die.
Digging his nails into his own ass, Ryuki shudders through a second orgasm, cock twitching weakly as he leaves another stain of come on his sheets, voice hoarse as he moans the older man's name and feels like he's about to swallow his own tongue. ]
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He can see the shape of his cock through his trousers, can see flashes of skin between fumbling attempts to strip, and...
Is this how it feels to look at half-naked women in those magazines? He'd never been interested before now, but if they were half-naked pictures of Date then maybe he'd be more interested in what they have to offer. It might unlock his own superpower, because he thinks he'd do anything to sear that image into his memory.
Idly, he thinks about how he wants Date to take his sweats off, wants to feel those big hands on him, so he pushes himself up a little, kneeling on the bed with his legs wide enough to let his dick have breathing space before he reaches out to help, to tug at buttons and layers to get them off, mostly because he wants to shove his face into Date's tits and forget the world.
Anyway. ]
There, almost...
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So, the way Ryuki looks at him, just as desperate for him as he is for Ryuki, it's satisfying. He wants to touch him all over, to open him up and sink his cock into him and fuck him until they both fall apart. He knows this is going to last hours, well into the night, before either of them are sated and that's so satisfying. It's been so long since he's been this desperate for someone β and received that same enthusiasm in return.
Eventually, his jacket, vest, and turtleneck are off, tossed to the floor and leaving him only in his pants. From there, he breathes out a sigh of relief before dropping his hands to start unbuttoning his pants so he can start getting that off as well. Fingers hooked into the front of his pants so he can pull them down with his underwear, kicking them off with his socks and leaving himself standing there, nude, in front of Ryuki. ]
C'mere β
[ And he's reaching forward then to slide his hands over Ryuki's sides, sliding over his ass and kneading it through his sweats while he leans in to kiss Ryuki again. ]
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[ There's no way he minds having hands all over him and that hot, naked body against his own, but he wanted so badly to reach out and touch Date's dick that he almost feels disappointed at being denied the chance to do it. He did say that the other man could fuck him right away, to be fair, and he's not going to take that back any time soon, but he also desperately wants nothing more than to finally explore in the way he had dreamed about and been bullied about for months.
Tama knows too much, and must be silenced. Somehow.
Date is so big, and handsome, and his dick is great, and Ryuki wants nothing more than to choke on it or ride it until he dies. He's not sure which one he wants first. ]
Yeah, right, okay.
[ Pushing himself up, trying to meet the other man's mouth, he surges up to grab at him and hold on tight as he chases the taste of his tongue and moans. ]
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Now, he doesn't have to think about Ryuki being too far from him or having to control himself or keep himself in check or anything. Mizuki is not going to worry about him not coming home tonight, because Aiba will probably let her know where he is, because Tama is definitely going to rat them out to Aiba. There is a low chance of him being able to keep his tryst with Ryuki secret but that's fine, because he's not planning on letting his junior go anytime soon.
As their kiss breaks, with the need to breathe there, Date presses more kisses across Ryuki's jaw, down his throat, nuzzling at his skin and breathing him in. He smells like his fancy body wash and something that is purely Ryuki and it's just. So good. He's always thought he smelled good but having him like this is even better. ]
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It's real, it's all so real, and the rush of adrenaline he feels at the reminder has his eyes flickering and his fingers catching on Date's skin, squeezing at him and begging for more, wanting more. The desperation he feels is cloying, making the room feel too hot, and his dick is so hard it's aching, begging for someone to touch him and make him feel good. He's not going to be like Date, won't be able to come over and over again, but that's fine, too - he doesn't need to come to please this man.
Ryuki has hands, and a mouth, and an ass, and thighs and tits and anything else Date might want or need, and he'll use them all to run this man dry, to sate him, because no one else can do it. No one else can handle him with the same level of insane dedication and painful, desperate need for more.
Wigglig his hips, he tugs, pulling Date with him, to get him on the bed and on top of him, so he can rock up and grind their dicks together until he's crying from it. ]
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And so he is here with Ryuki instead. Where there is hesitancy with Hitomi, there is none with Ryuki. He wants to dive headlong into this sensation and swallow it down until his entire body feels full and sated. As Ryuki drags him back, tips back over to fall onto the bed with Date following him down, Date breathes in sharply but lands on Ryuki, getting tangled with him the process. Ryuki's only in his sweats now, and Date is naked, so Date drops his hands to the waistband of Ryuki's sweats and starts pulling them down.
At the same time, he presses kisses and nips across Ryuki's throat and collarbone, chasing this high. He gets Ryuki's sweatpants down to his ankles and pulls them off, leaving the younger man naked underneath him. His legs tangle with him together and he reaches down between them, taking Ryuki's cock in hand and lining it up with his own so they can grind together. It drags a moan from him, deep from his throat, as he lifts his head to kiss Ryuki again. ]
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There had been dating in the past, sure, but no one had ever made him feel like this. No one had ever drawn that desperation out of him, made him want to leap into their arms and cling for dear life, made him want to confess the depth of his love and adoration until it was all out like a tidal wave of genuine and real emotion. No one has ever made him feel the way that Date has made him feel, and he practically whimpers, little sharp noises that burst from his tongue, out of control as he chases it.
His own hips are unsteady, a little unpracticed, but he strokes his fingers through Date's hair and kisses him, wanting to make his mark. If he can show Date just how good he can be, earn more of that praise and that sweet relief... It'll be enough.
Leaning back, he presses a softer, chase kiss to Date's mouth, their noses brushing, intimate and sweet, before he breathes out and swallows. ]
I thought you wanted to fuck me.
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But then there's Ryuki's voice, asking him if he's going to fuck him, and Date shivers with arousal again. Fuck. Yes, of course he's going to. He noses back at Ryuki, brushing his lips against him and nodding his head. With the way Ryuki is brushing fingers through his hair, it'll be easy for the tie to come loose as well, white blond hair falling around his face and brushing against Ryuki's as he pulls back just enough to look at him. ]
Yeah, I do.
[ He needs to. He needs to so, so badly. ]
Where's your lube? I'll prep you.
[ He doesn't know yet that Ryuki was already fingering himself earlier. ]
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[ Well. This is embarrassing.
Ryuki wiggles a little against Date, biting his lip.
He should just say it, shouldn't he? It's not as if Date isn't going to realise as soon as he bends him over or turns him around or whatever else he's planning to do, and his hesitation is only going to make it sound like he isn't as needy and desperate for this as he actually is. The way that his heart leaps into his throat is nervousness more than anything else - what, like Date is going to turn around and leave because he was jerking off earlier?
They were both jerking off. It was normal. Just - guy things, or something. Sometimes you call your superior up while your fingers are in your ass, and you moan a lot, and he comes over and fucks you. It definitely happens!
Leaning back, eyes dark, he motions to the side table, but... ]
I already... Did. A little. While we were on the phone together.
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You β
[ A pause. He blinks and his eye drags down Ryuki's body, towards his cock, as if he could see the effect of Ryuki's fingers inside of himself from here. His gaze snaps back to Ryuki's face after a moment and there's a hint of a flush on his own face as a result. Shit. ]
That's really hot, Ryuki. Fuck.
[ And then he's surging forward to kiss him again, one hand reaching up to curl against Ryuki's cheek while the other hand clutches the lube, pressing against the bed as he kisses Ryuki. His boy... his baby boy... so fucking precious he is. Date groans, hard as a rock at this point and leaking against Ryuki from how aroused he is. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
He pulls back after a moment, lips swollen and face flushed so he can lean back on his knees and start fiddling with the tube of lubricant. ]
I'll get you the rest of the way. And then I'll fuck you. Don't worry, you'll get all of me today.
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[ Tripping over his own words, he watches as his lube is drawn out - and he's glad they're both ignoring that it's basically half used up, skipping over the fact that this is definitely not the first time he's had his own fingers in his ass while thinking of Date - and shivers with excitement. Watching the way Date's eyes seem to get darker, the flush on his cheeks, the genuine, aroused honesty in his voice... It's great.
It's so good. It's perfect.
Kissing Date back is easy, head turned and mouth soft and pliant under him, letting the older man do whatever he wants to devour and claim him. He's in his hands, malleable, ready to do anything and everything he wants, ready to be whatever he needs. He cannot wait to hear Date say his name in the middle of it all, to moan for him, to press deep inside him and claim him in ways no one else ever has or will.
Ryuki is gone for this man. Love isn't enough; it's consuming.
Slowly, Ryuki turns, adjusting his body so that he can be on his knees, elbows holding him up as he arches his back. He's seen online (and other places, Tama knows too much) that this is a hot position, so... ]
I'm ready.
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Shit, Ryuki...
[ Just a soft shake of his head and he pours some of the lube on his fingers. He notices, of course, that the tube is half empty and that's actually a reassurance. It means that Ryuki has done this plenty of times, that he won't be a stranger to having something in his ass. Virgins are hot but he also doesn't want to hurt Ryuki. He knows he's not the best for a first time cock, because of his girth. But hell, he still wants Ryuki regardless.
(He is, also, assuming Ryuki is a virgin. He doesn't like the thought of Ryuki with anyone else and he denied hooking up with that college harlot so, of course, he must be a virgin. Which is hot, so hot, the idea of being his first and only...)
Ryuki will feel it then, two fingers, cold with lube, pressing into him gently as he circles Ryuki's rim and spreads his cheeks with his other hand. Then he presses the tip of those two fingers into his pretty, pink hole, biting his lip as his fingers curl inside of Ryuki to figure out how much he can take at the moment. ]
Fuck, even your hole is cute too. So sexy...
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[ There are lots of things that Ryuki has done alone, and some things that he has done with a handful of guys, nothing serious, and even a little here and there that he and Tama have done together in the isolation of their VR space, but that was mostly to calm him down. As forward as his AI might be, the nature of their relationship isn't quite to the point of being inherently sexual, and his need to be pinned is matched by her enjoyment of rope. It just works.
That gets him briefly distracted with the idea of Date tying him up, of trapping his arms and baring him, stretching his legs open so he's on display, unable to do anything except take and take, to be utterly at his mercy, to let him keep fucking him over and over and over again until Date is sated and he is oversensitive and leaking and wet and - and he has to stop thinking about that right now or he might have some kind of panic attack from how much he wants it.
Instead, he braces himself for the touch.
Two of Date's fingers are bigger and thicker than his own, but even then they slide into him without too much protest, still tight but able to take them without needing a lot of work. It's a sign of just how much he had been playing with himself earlier, and how regularly he gets off with something inside him thinking about this man.
It's good, wonderful, but the prickle of shame and sheepish embarrassment makes the back of his neck burn hot. ]
I can take some more.
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Which is why when Ryuki says he can take more, Date just groans and leans forward to press his chest to Ryuki's back, kissing across his shoulder and leaning in to nip at his throat. At the same time, he slides a third finger into Ryuki, working on that stretch while he lavishes the other man in attention. They're going to ruin this bed, soak it in their shared fluids and Date isn't going to be able to do anything but fall from one orgasm to the next.
Meanwhile, as he fingers Ryuki, he nuzzles his face in against his throat and his voice comes out a bit muffled but eager. ]
Ha... Ryuki... what kind of dirty talk do you like? I'll tell you whatever you wanna hear to get you off, I promise.
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It takes a level of mental fortitude he didn't think he had inside himself to hold still while Date thrusts fingers into him, stretching him out and preparing him for the cock he knows is right there, waiting to press inside of him. A small, masochistic part of himself is tempted to beg for it a little sooner than he should, to lean back and hold his ass open to show off his hole, wet from lube and flushed from the way that fingers have spread him and made him ready, but he waits.
Maybe he can do that another time, when this is more familiar, when he has more confidence in being as depraved and needy as he wants. It's not as if Date would mind too much, he thinks, considering how disgusting the older man's mind is. It shouldn't be hot, thinking of all the filth and dirt that must roll around in his thoughts, but the idea of them all being focused on him is alluring.
Hissing softly, he turns his head, baring his neck a little more and taking a few steadying breaths. ]
Anything... Any is good? I just want to hear your voice. [ Oh, embarrassing, fuck. ] I - I mean I want to hear what you like. I'm still learning, so give me your best!
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He groans, nuzzling the exposed throat and nipping at it gently, eagerly. His hand continues working Ryuki's hole open while the other caresses his side, sliding up and down over his hip as he leans his body weight against Ryuki's back. ]
You like my voice, huh? [ Which is funny, because he's usually told to shut up more often than not. ] Well, alright, I guess I can talk about anything.
[ He gives a hum, considering what might get Ryuki off based on what he knows of him. Maybe just... attention. If Date talks about how much he wants Ryuki. ]
It really bugged me hearing that you had a boyfriend, you know. Even if it was before you met me. I don't like the thought of you with anyone else, because you're my cute little rookie, okay? [ He presses a few kisses then, across Ryuki's skin, nipping at his throat. ] And after this... I'm not sharing you with anyone. I like you too much for that.
[ Maybe a bit too honest but... it's alright. ]
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It's all so much. The intimacy of it, the way he's being touched, a large hand against his hip, Date's naked chest over his spine, all so much and better than any wet dream he's ever let himself have. Biting his lip hard, he groans softly as Date mutters to him, cock twitching between his legs, desperate to come and come until he's bursting dry and oversensitive. ]
Huh?
[ Anyone else... Because he's Date's... It makes him grip the sheets too hard, hands shaking as he breathes in and out, slow gasps of air that sound like wheezes. He managed to get some self-control back after that, but when Date continues, when he says I like you, Ryuki's head feels like static, he feels as if his brain is bleeding out of his ears, and he comes into the sheets under him from nothing more than the stimulation of fingers in his ass and Date whispering affection to him.
Fuck. ]
Hah... Haah...
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... Huh.
[ As his fingers continue to lazily press into Ryuki's hole and his other hand settles gently on Ryuki's hip. He'll nuzzle up against Ryuki's throat then, pressing kisses behind his ear as he covers him in affection and there's a soft, deep laugh that spills from his throat in between those kisses. Oh, Ryuki. His perfect Ryuki. ]
You liked that, huh? Guess it would figure honesty would get you off more than anything else. You're a pretty sweet guy that way, you know?
[ Which means, of course, it's time to move on. His fingers pull out of Ryuki's hole then and he smears the rest of the lube against his cock, giving it a few brief strokes to lather himself up. Then he's adjusting their position so he can hold the base of his cock steady while he rubs the tip against Ryuki's hole. A bit of adjustment and then he starts to press into Ryuki, groaning softly as he drops his forehead against Ryuki's shoulder and just savors the sensation of the other man while he fills him up. Ah... ha... fuck... ]
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Date keeps holding him, keeps touching him, sweet and tender and everything he had ever dreamed of in those quiet, desperate moments, and he swallows. It's unfair, how that low, rumbled laugh makes his spent dick want to get hard again, makes him push back into the fingers still getting him ready to be fucked properly. ]
I was just close from before.
[ No other reason!
All thoughts of protest or defending himself are shattered as soon as Date's cock begins to press into him, though, his eyes widening in the sheer wonder of it, the slight burn, the stretch, the way it feels as if he slides in thanks to the lube and fingers. Turning his head, just a little, he does all he can to catch a look at Date's face, to see what he looks like when he's buried in him and ready to fuck him as hard as he wants.
Absently, he wishes Tama was here and awake, just so she could record the moment and play it back for him in HD later when he's jerking off. ]
Ah - shit, it - you -
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There's the idle objection in defense of Ryuki but Date pays it no mind because he doesn't mind that Ryuki came already. He was already pent up, it's true, and Date was kind of baiting him into it so he doesn't blame him at all. He's used to it too, people not being able to keep up with him, so he doesn't see this as a signal to stop but to keep going and Ryuki will catch up with him as he's ready. Of course.
That said, Ryuki does feel incredible as he slides into him. There's a deep, low groan from Date and his eyes close, mouth dropping open in a silent moan as he sinks deeper and deeper inside of Ryuki. That's the expression Ryuki will catch on his face as he looks back at him β blissful pleasure as he feels his cock enveloped by the tight, wet heat of Ryuki's hole. Fuck, that's so good. That's so fucking good. ]
Ha... ha...! You're so tight, I knew you would be, hah... keep clenching like that, baby, ohhh...
[ Slow, slow, slow, he buries himself inside of Ryuki with eager pushes of his hips until finally, he's buried all the way to the hilt and holds himself there. Long, girthy, filling Ryuki up exponentially more than any toy, Date groans helplessly as he finally gets to fuck a hole for the first time in far too long. ]
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Ryuki sinks down into the bed and whines, feeling heat run through his body, oversensitive and shivering from already coming once. It doesn't bother him, not really, not when it's so grounding and helps to keep him at the moment, to keep him focused on the fact that Date is fucking him and pressing deeper and deeper into his body, as if carving out a space for himself and making himself home there.
Date has already been a part of him for so long, has already settled in his mind and heart, it feels perfectly natural for him to settle into his body, too, a missing piece he'd never be able to admit to needing. Yes, his superior is big, dick huge and worth bragging about, but he fits so well, even if the stretch feels like he is being wrung out, raw and breathless.
He has to look away, Date looks too good, and his dick is getting hard again between his legs, a fantasy come to life. Ryuki had meant it when he said he was going to keep up, that he was going to be so good for Date, and he's not going to fail in his first proper attempt. No way.
Every day. He wants to do this every day. Whenever Date wants. However he wants. He'll take it all. ]
Yeah, yeah, that - ah. Hah, please, don't make me wait any more.
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No, ah, no waiting. Not going to tease you. Shit. Not going to tease me either, h-haha.
[ Because Ryuki feels so good that it's nearly impossible for him to breathe, to think, to do anything but focus on fucking Ryuki relentlessly. He needs him now, can't go back from this now that they've done it. Ryuki feels so good and he fits so well inside of him that this can't be anything but perfect. He sinks a little further onto Ryuki, pressing his weight heavier against his back. His arms move to brace himself on either side of Ryuki's body, leaning on his elbows, and his hips pull back before pressing in again.
Leaning on his knees and his elbows, pressing into Ryuki from behind, crowding him into the bed with his body, it feels fantastic. Ryuki is just the perfect little hole under him and he wants to fuck him mercilessly. A soft whimper is pulled from his throat as Ryuki tightens around him again and he's going to start pumping his hips into him, over and over, aggressive. He could build up a little slower but neither of them want that, do they?
So, just like that, he's going to start fucking Ryuki, hard, deep, fast, as he just builds up his pace to lose himself in the other man's body. ]
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Absently, Ryuki reaches down, the one arm holding him in place wobbling, to reach between his own legs, to try and angle back to touch at where his rim is open around Date's cock, to where he is being fucked fast. This is the superpower activated, that weird mixture of fight or flight or fuck, the adrenaline making Date do it all the better and all the faster, and he knows he's going to be sore later, he's sure of it, but - but...
He wants it to hurt later. He wants to remember this.
Grabbing at his own ass, he shivers, biting his lip until it hurts, spreading his cheek a little wider so that if Date does lean back he can have a good view - and maybe it helps get him just that little bit deeper, to the point where Ryuki won't be able to do anything but take it. ]
I want you to come, Mr. Date. I want to feel it. You promised you'd give it to me.
[ His ass, his tits, his face... ]
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And then there's Ryuki's voice, that soft pleading tone, you promised you'd give it to me. There's something so beautifully submissive but demanding about it that Date's hips stutter and he makes a choked out noise, wanting to do nothing more than give Ryuki everything he possibly has. Fuck, fuck, fuck. ]
Babyβ
[ A choked out groan, dragged from him as the bubbling need to soothe and promise his lover that anything he wants, he'll get. That Date will win him the moon if he wants it, if that allows Date to fuck his hole again later. Date is, by nature, a simp and right now all that attention is being turned towards Ryuki, whose plaintive begging goes right to Date's dick.
He pulls back then, pushing back to his knees so he can grip Ryuki's hips from behind and look down at his hole, the way it stretches out around Ryuki's fingertips and looks so damn enticing. Date lets out one of those whimpers again, completely wrecked by the visual and grabs Ryuki so tight it might be bruising as he starts to fuck into him harder. He shifts his angle, going to find Ryuki's prostate before pounding onto it, over and over, harder and harder, and then β
Then he stumbles, chokes, and comes inside of Ryuki's hole. Hot, thick ropes of come, lathering his insides, it all just comes flowing out of Date but his dick doesn't grow soft, even while he fucks him, and instead he just continues to hammer in at Ryuki's prostate, merciless. ]
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It would be easy to feel used, like he was just the first option for a quick fuck that Date had in years of being alone and all the other weird stuff that had happened to him. He doesn't, though, because he asked for this. Even if he is just convenient and easy, Date likes him, came here for him, because he wanted to fuck Ryuki, and he could've gone somewhere else and found some woman or whatever, but he's here, drilling into him like his life depends on it, and with his psyche at the moment maybe that's how he feels.
Nothing else seems to matter when Date finally comes inside him, giving him exactly what he wants. It's not quite as simple as feeling the come inside him, but there's warmth, and the sound of Date, the pressure against his prostate and the grip on his skin, and all of that together is more of a catalyst than Ryuki would ever need. His dick had surged to life already, pressure on his sweet spot making the blood run south, and he burrows his face in his arm, collapsed into the bed, as he fights back overstimulated tears.
Is this how it'll feel every single time?
He's going to die.
Digging his nails into his own ass, Ryuki shudders through a second orgasm, cock twitching weakly as he leaves another stain of come on his sheets, voice hoarse as he moans the older man's name and feels like he's about to swallow his own tongue. ]
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