#21 of 365
Title: Taking Care of Business
Fandom: Durarara!!
Characters: Delic/Hibiya, mentions of Psyche, Tsugaru
Prompt: Caught In the Act
“Where’s Hibiya?” Delic asked with a yawn from the doorway, noting that everyone else was present at the breakfast table by this time except for the prince. Normally the raven was already seated at the table and griping at him for being so late, or for not wearing a shirt to the dining table, or something. This morning he had been met with silence as he walked in.
“I don’t know, but I haven’t seen Hibi-chan come out of his room this morning,” Psyche responded from the table, his voice laden with far too much cheeriness for the early hour. There wasn’t a trace of tiredness on his form, unlike the other blonde who sat at the table with his cup of tea, blue eyes still blurred with the last traces of sleep.
“Most likely he is still in his room, because I haven’t seen him either,” Tsugaru offered before taking another sip of his warm tea. “You could look for him there.”
Delic was off in that moment, heading towards the prince’s bedroom. The door was still shut tight, another sign that the raven had not left his room that morning. It was also all too inviting to the blonde, who approached the door to enter the room, hoping to catch a peek of his lover asleep, a rare sight.
Upon opening the door a crack, however, there were noises that were very much not the easy breathing of someone at rest. There was the frantic, panting breaths of someone exerting themselves, accompanied by small moans and whimpers. Intrigued, the host pushed in further to his lover’s room. From the sound of things, the raven hadn’t even noticed that he was at the door.
The sight he was greeted with caused his eyes to widen in surprise and his pants to tighten all in the same moment. Hibiya was pumping a quaking hand over his straining erection, face red with arousal and pants and moans emanating from his mouth. His eyes were closed as he tried to please himself, hand moving lightly, not nearly enough to get him off quickly. It was such a beautiful and utterly arousing image that caused his own arousal to twitch within its confines.
“If you needed help with a case of morning wood, you should have just come and asked,” the host murmured, moving beside the raven and causing him to abruptly stiffen and halt in his actions.
“What are you doing in here, you filthy peasant?! When my door is shut it means I require privacy!” Hibiya snapped, golden eyes flaring with anger and a good deal of mortification as his lover sat down on the bed next to him.
“You’re never going to take care of it quickly that way,” Delic chuckled. “Here. Let me help you with that.” He reached over, taking hold of the other’s arousal in his hand, and began to pump it in firm, steady strokes. The raven let out a surprised squeak that easily turned into a moan, hand reaching to grab onto the blonde’s free arm for support. Delic continued to pump the erection, occasionally letting his thumb slide over the sensitive head. Hibiya turned once more into the blushing, quivering mess he had been when Delic walked in, moans becoming louder and more free as he came closer to climax.
With a cry, the prince’s back arched forward, hips rocking the same direction as his body tensed and he came. White spurts of cum shot from the head onto his nightshirt as well as onto the sheets of his bed. He collapsed back against the host, panting as he did so and trying to recover from the ordeal.
Delic’s arms wrapped around him, his own erection still straining in his boxer shorts as he looked down at his recovering lover. Kisses were planted along his neck, at first gentle before becoming more firm, needy and filled with desire. Hibiya had given up all protest despite having already reached climax once, allowing the blonde to lower him down, sucking on fingers when they were offered, tongue swirling to coat them in a generous layer of saliva.
The blonde worked fast, pulling down the prince’s pajama bottoms and boxers, easily exposing him as he pulled those fingers from his mouth. That hand slid down, one finger gently circling Hibiya’s entrance before dipping in, causing the boy to writhe uncomfortably for a moment as he adjusted. He used his other arm to pull that shirt off his body, magenta eyes drinking in the pale chest that was exposed to him as a result, reveling in the half-lidded golden eyes of his partner as he stroked his insides with that solitary finger.
A second finger was added, scissoring almost immediately and earning a yelp from the prince underneath him, hips bucking up slightly as he tensed against the intrusion. Delic responded by tweaking a nipple on that pale chest, rolling it between his fingers as he sealed his mouth over Hibiya’s muffling the aroused moans that came as a result of this treatment. He continued to scissor those fingeres, stretching the tight opening and preparing him for entrance.
The third and final finger to be added was pushed in shortly afterwards, working to stretch and spread. Hibiya’s sounds alternated between moans of pleasure from Delic’s continued attention to his mouth and nipples and whimpers as he was stretched by those unrelenting fingers. These only stopped when the fingers retreated, and even then only for a moment.
Delic took a few moments to pull down his own boxers, exposing his hard and throbbing arousal. Then he was hooking those pale legs over his shoulders, lining himself up with that puckered hole and pushing himself in slowly. Hibiya cried out at first, the feeling of being filled uncomfortable and almost painful. He arched his back, feeling hips meet with his backside as Delic pushed all the way in, body tense.
“Relax, my prince..,” he murmured into the raven’s ear, low voice like silk. He didn’t move any more, allowing Hibiya to adjust to his presence and slowly unwind. His back slowly became less arched, and Delic could feel the muscles relaxing underneath him. Finally the other seemed to no longer be a stiff and tense board.
Delic’s lips started to wander over the line of Hibiya’s jaw, down his neck and back up ghosting towards his ear as his rhythm began. He pulled back and thrust in with an even pace, gradually letting it get faster as he continued to attack the boy’s neck with kisses, occasionally sucking to leave the hickies he knew the prince would chastise him for later. At the moment, however, the boy was putty in his hands and a moaning hot mess, each thrust causing soft noises to burst from his lips.
“Ah!!” Hibiya let out a strangled cry as he saw white, Delic having driven into just the right spot. A few more well placed thrusts to this area and the tired boy gave another cry, climaxing and spilling white liquid onto both of their exposed chests. His clenching walls caused the blonde to moan loudly as well, coming deep within the prince.
“Hmm… guess we’ll need to shower now..,” the blonde murmured into his lover’s ear as they came off of their high. Before the raven could protest, Delic was sweeping him off his feet and heading towards the shower, ignoring the pitiful cries of indecency as he took his prince with him.
Fandom: Durarara!!
Characters: Delic/Hibiya, mentions of Psyche, Tsugaru
Prompt: Caught In the Act
“Where’s Hibiya?” Delic asked with a yawn from the doorway, noting that everyone else was present at the breakfast table by this time except for the prince. Normally the raven was already seated at the table and griping at him for being so late, or for not wearing a shirt to the dining table, or something. This morning he had been met with silence as he walked in.
“I don’t know, but I haven’t seen Hibi-chan come out of his room this morning,” Psyche responded from the table, his voice laden with far too much cheeriness for the early hour. There wasn’t a trace of tiredness on his form, unlike the other blonde who sat at the table with his cup of tea, blue eyes still blurred with the last traces of sleep.
“Most likely he is still in his room, because I haven’t seen him either,” Tsugaru offered before taking another sip of his warm tea. “You could look for him there.”
Delic was off in that moment, heading towards the prince’s bedroom. The door was still shut tight, another sign that the raven had not left his room that morning. It was also all too inviting to the blonde, who approached the door to enter the room, hoping to catch a peek of his lover asleep, a rare sight.
Upon opening the door a crack, however, there were noises that were very much not the easy breathing of someone at rest. There was the frantic, panting breaths of someone exerting themselves, accompanied by small moans and whimpers. Intrigued, the host pushed in further to his lover’s room. From the sound of things, the raven hadn’t even noticed that he was at the door.
The sight he was greeted with caused his eyes to widen in surprise and his pants to tighten all in the same moment. Hibiya was pumping a quaking hand over his straining erection, face red with arousal and pants and moans emanating from his mouth. His eyes were closed as he tried to please himself, hand moving lightly, not nearly enough to get him off quickly. It was such a beautiful and utterly arousing image that caused his own arousal to twitch within its confines.
“If you needed help with a case of morning wood, you should have just come and asked,” the host murmured, moving beside the raven and causing him to abruptly stiffen and halt in his actions.
“What are you doing in here, you filthy peasant?! When my door is shut it means I require privacy!” Hibiya snapped, golden eyes flaring with anger and a good deal of mortification as his lover sat down on the bed next to him.
“You’re never going to take care of it quickly that way,” Delic chuckled. “Here. Let me help you with that.” He reached over, taking hold of the other’s arousal in his hand, and began to pump it in firm, steady strokes. The raven let out a surprised squeak that easily turned into a moan, hand reaching to grab onto the blonde’s free arm for support. Delic continued to pump the erection, occasionally letting his thumb slide over the sensitive head. Hibiya turned once more into the blushing, quivering mess he had been when Delic walked in, moans becoming louder and more free as he came closer to climax.
With a cry, the prince’s back arched forward, hips rocking the same direction as his body tensed and he came. White spurts of cum shot from the head onto his nightshirt as well as onto the sheets of his bed. He collapsed back against the host, panting as he did so and trying to recover from the ordeal.
Delic’s arms wrapped around him, his own erection still straining in his boxer shorts as he looked down at his recovering lover. Kisses were planted along his neck, at first gentle before becoming more firm, needy and filled with desire. Hibiya had given up all protest despite having already reached climax once, allowing the blonde to lower him down, sucking on fingers when they were offered, tongue swirling to coat them in a generous layer of saliva.
The blonde worked fast, pulling down the prince’s pajama bottoms and boxers, easily exposing him as he pulled those fingers from his mouth. That hand slid down, one finger gently circling Hibiya’s entrance before dipping in, causing the boy to writhe uncomfortably for a moment as he adjusted. He used his other arm to pull that shirt off his body, magenta eyes drinking in the pale chest that was exposed to him as a result, reveling in the half-lidded golden eyes of his partner as he stroked his insides with that solitary finger.
A second finger was added, scissoring almost immediately and earning a yelp from the prince underneath him, hips bucking up slightly as he tensed against the intrusion. Delic responded by tweaking a nipple on that pale chest, rolling it between his fingers as he sealed his mouth over Hibiya’s muffling the aroused moans that came as a result of this treatment. He continued to scissor those fingeres, stretching the tight opening and preparing him for entrance.
The third and final finger to be added was pushed in shortly afterwards, working to stretch and spread. Hibiya’s sounds alternated between moans of pleasure from Delic’s continued attention to his mouth and nipples and whimpers as he was stretched by those unrelenting fingers. These only stopped when the fingers retreated, and even then only for a moment.
Delic took a few moments to pull down his own boxers, exposing his hard and throbbing arousal. Then he was hooking those pale legs over his shoulders, lining himself up with that puckered hole and pushing himself in slowly. Hibiya cried out at first, the feeling of being filled uncomfortable and almost painful. He arched his back, feeling hips meet with his backside as Delic pushed all the way in, body tense.
“Relax, my prince..,” he murmured into the raven’s ear, low voice like silk. He didn’t move any more, allowing Hibiya to adjust to his presence and slowly unwind. His back slowly became less arched, and Delic could feel the muscles relaxing underneath him. Finally the other seemed to no longer be a stiff and tense board.
Delic’s lips started to wander over the line of Hibiya’s jaw, down his neck and back up ghosting towards his ear as his rhythm began. He pulled back and thrust in with an even pace, gradually letting it get faster as he continued to attack the boy’s neck with kisses, occasionally sucking to leave the hickies he knew the prince would chastise him for later. At the moment, however, the boy was putty in his hands and a moaning hot mess, each thrust causing soft noises to burst from his lips.
“Ah!!” Hibiya let out a strangled cry as he saw white, Delic having driven into just the right spot. A few more well placed thrusts to this area and the tired boy gave another cry, climaxing and spilling white liquid onto both of their exposed chests. His clenching walls caused the blonde to moan loudly as well, coming deep within the prince.
“Hmm… guess we’ll need to shower now..,” the blonde murmured into his lover’s ear as they came off of their high. Before the raven could protest, Delic was sweeping him off his feet and heading towards the shower, ignoring the pitiful cries of indecency as he took his prince with him.