[Fic] You are welcome to stay (in this silence)
Title : [Fic] You are welcome to stay (In this silence) - Part 3
Pairing : Ohno/Nino (past Okada/Nino)
Rating : R
Summary : AU. For years, he thought he could live with just loving him from afar. But his friend’s death didn’t only turn their lives around, it was bound to change his life forever.
Word count : around 3070 words
Note : Stay safe, everyone! (Will post the second part soon!) Second part has been added on the post! One more after this, to wrap things up. Soon, I promise :D
(You are welcome to stay - 2/3)
“Prove it.”
Ohno shook himself awake, vaguely wondering if he was actually dreaming.
Obviously, since something like this only happened in his dreams, or in his most vivid imaginations where Nino was near and he could just pull him in his arms while his mouth searched Nino’s own, it was kind of difficult to remind himself that this was actually real and it was happening.
A part of him wanted to do just that, consequences be damned, but the other, more sensible part of him stopped him just before he’d thrown caution to the wind and tugged Nino in. Hell, Okada should be so proud of him right now, at the way he was showing restraint in the face of something he’d wanted for so long when he normally wouldn’t.
“What did you just say?” he croaked and stepped back, and was glad that Nino hadn’t thought to follow though Ohno was afraid that might be what Nino was planning on doing next. So, he did what he wouldn’t in normal circumstances and turned around, half-hoping he would be able to hide the flush that had certainly showed up on his cheeks as well as the inconvenient dent his dick made in his pants at Nino’s very blatant request.
“Are you saying you didn’t hear me or you’re just trying to make me repeat myself?” Nino inquired, sounding astonishingly calm, unperturbed, whereas Ohno was sure he was seconds away from prematurely combusting. It didn’t even help that he’d been aroused the moment he opened the door and found Nino standing there, and hearing Nino say something that was clearly not innocent was messing with his head.
“And look at me when I’m talking to you,” Nino followed, harshly, that Ohno had no choice but to obey.
He inhaled sharply and pivoted, hand reaching up to run his fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry, I just -“
“Stop saying sorry,” Nino cut him off curtly, “You haven’t done anything wrong. And before you say anything, I know you heard what I said. And yes, it’s exactly what you think it is. And no, I’m not joking. I’m sure you could tell if I am.”
He cursed inwardly. “Jesus. You don’t know what you’re saying,” he muttered, shaking his head. Fuck, what the hell was happening?
“I’m not stupid. I know what I said, okay?” Nino griped, sounding offended. Ohno gaped, staring Nino over, uncertain of what to say, wondering if he’d somehow missed half of the conversation where Nino had mentioned about them fucking, or something similarly ridiculous as Ohno taking Nino to bed.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Though that certainly wasn’t far from the truth, judging with the way Nino’s expression steeled at Ohno’s answer. Was he expecting that? Maybe not. But Nino couldn’t put the blame on him entirely. No one in their sane mind would come forward with such blatant and what could be close to impossible request towards someone they’ve been terrified of, someone whom they’ve spent the entirety of their association avoiding to the best of their ability.
The irony was seriously making Ohno’s head hurt.
“Nino, please, you’re not - this isn’t you,” he mumbled, hoping he could be able to salvage the situation by pretending he wasn’t already considering it. Damn it all to hell.
“That’s what you like to believe, isn’t it?” Nino countered, mouth quirking, arms crossed over his chest in defiance. Ohno’s unruly chest tightened at the surprising display of confidence, grateful and equal-parts awed that Nino trusted him enough to show him this side of him Ohno hadn’t the opportunity to witness before.
“And it’s me now, Oh-chan,” Nino added, as if he hadn’t just made Ohno’s stomach twist in knots, and his other body part stiff and hard. “So you can just quit the façade and listen to what I’m telling you, okay? I’m not here to force myself on you, but I’m not planning on leaving without a fight either.” Nino said, then, like an afterthought, he added, “It has been such a long time for me, Oh-chan, you know?”
Fuck. What was he supposed to say to that? Clearly, Nino was here on purpose, and that obviously wasn’t to talk. To catch up with each other or whatever. Did he know what he was offering here? What Ohno was capable of? God, just the thought of putting his hands on that lovely skin, and then feeling him jerking afterward would be cruel. Nino had no idea what he was asking him. He’d been so in love with Okada, and throwing himself at Ohno like this, today of all days, was plain heartbreaking.
Still, with the way Nino was looking at him, now…God, he wasn’t sure anymore. He’d asked, yes, and if Nino mentioned Okada’s name, then that would be it.
“Why me?” he murmured, voice cracking embarrassingly with each syllable.
“Why not?” Nino countered, without hesitation. “Besides, I like you. And I’m fairly certain the feeling is mutual, so, I thought, why not give it a try? I don’t see any problem here, really. And maybe you haven’t noticed it but you’re sexy as hell. Looking at you right now makes me so hard it hurts.”
Well, fuck it, then.
He strode toward Nino in a rush, barely able to ignore the ache in his thighs that mirrored the one that settled around the general vicinity of his chest. He was breathing hard, harshly, when he reached Nino, holding his arms out just in time to catch Nino jumping towards him, arms finding purchase around his shoulders as his legs wrapped themselves around his waist.
Nino nuzzled against him, mouth damp and soft, humming against his skin and making him tremble with barely-restrained lust. He groaned and backed Nino to the nearest wall, one hand cushioning Nino’s back as Nino rolled his hips against him, the answering hardness poking Ohno on the chest was making his head spin.
Ohno lifted his head and kissed the air from Nino’s mouth.
Their tongues fight for dominance, and any and all struggle drained out of him in a rush. Holding Nino in place and securely against the wall, he inclined his head and dove for more, sucking on Nino’s tongue and allowing Nino the same courtesy just to hear him moan in delight right after. Nino’s hands then drifted around his neck before settling on his jaw to capture his face in Nino’s hands, kissing him hard and wet and passionate as if he never would again after this.
“God, you’re making me so hot,” Nino muttered into his mouth, shivering as if he couldn’t help it. Ohno chuckled and aimed another kiss to the side of Nino’s lips, planting two more over the beauty mark on Nino’s chin before stealing another kiss.
“Kazu,” he breathed, and the sound of Nino’s name spilling out of his lips apparently bore the same effect, making Nino shudder when he said it. He smiled and licked the shell of Nino’s ear before he pushed away from the door, making sure he had Nino securely in his arms before he backed away. “Let’s do this properly, shall we? I’ll take you to bed, okay?”
“God,” Nino keened, mouth catching his. “I thought you’d never ask.”
He giggled and said nothing as he pushed away from the wall, crossing the short distance towards the bedroom with Nino’s lips nuzzling his cheek.
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Nino moaned when his back hit the mattress, legs dangling on the edge when Ohno laid him down on the soft surprise with aching tenderness, surprised and equal-parts impatient when despite his fingers clawing at Ohno’s shirt to tug him down, to make him join him on the bed so he could kiss Ohno some more, the other man decided to pull away instead. Nino groaned, jerking upward to follow Ohno’s retreating body, but Ohno simply held a hand out, setting it gently across Nino’s chest to make him stop.
“What are you doing?” Nino snapped, or at least tried to, because his voice sounded embarrassingly breathless even in his own ears.
“Trying to catch my breath,” Ohno murmured, but his eyes remained focused on Nino and Nino alone. Nino’s own tried to see the difference, gaze drifting from Ohno’s face to the evidence of Ohno’s arousal tenting his pants and grinned, both in triumph and in amusement.
“You’re being funny, Oh-chan,” he cooed, gesturing for Ohno to remove his hand. Ohno did, but he also kneeled away when Nino sat up properly to face Ohno. “Come on, I won’t bite.” He teased, helping Ohno decide by tugging his shirt off and throwing it away.
Ohno’s normally unfocused eyes turned heavy-lidded, as his gaze landed on the bare expanse of Nino’s chest and toned abdominal muscle. He knew how it must look right now, as Ohno’s eyes scrutinized it with barely-concealed curiosity, certain that the past few months he’d spent on the gym had paid off.
“Fuck, do you even know what you’re doing to me, Nino?” Ohno husked out, fingers balled into fists and obviously still trying to talk himself out of what Nino was openly offering. In other times, Nino would be offended, but not this time; he knew how much Ohno wanted him - it wasn’t so hard to see that even when he did try to avoid it, because Junichi was there.
But he wasn’t anymore; and Nino was done waiting.
He started on his pants while Ohno watched; making sure the action didn’t escape Ohno’s eyes. Those normally liquid brown eyes were darker now, shaded with something Nino was certain mirrored exactly what was on his own.
“Yes,” he whispered, his pants’ button coming undone in a matter of seconds. Then he started on the zipper, slowly, slowly, and watched Ohno’s adams apple bob, both in anticipation and arousal. The sight of him made Nino grin. “I’d rather you do this part yourself, but it’s obvious you’re still hesitating. So I guess I should just help you out, to hurry things along.” He said, and kneeled up, and made a good show of letting Ohno see the way he’d pushed his pants and boxers down his narrow hips, humming a little in discomfort when his cock pulled free from its confinements and out in the open.
He swore the sound that escaped the back of Ohno’s throat was all worth it.
“Jesus, Nino,” was what Ohno muttered before he dove forward, catching Nino around the hips and toppling him on the bed, his weight soon followed to settle over Nino while his mouth searched Nino’s lips.
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He meant to take it slow, to make it last, but Nino writhing below him made it inexplicably hard to do just that. He’d undressed himself in record breaking speed, had made sure he’d secured everything he would be needing to get inside Nino as soon as he possibly could, and hoping he wouldn’t end up scaring Nino away afterward.
To be perfectly honest, he was terrified, but Nino giving him all those encouraging little moans certainly helped.
He started out slow, kissing Nino hard and deep, before he took his mouth elsewhere to further explore. Nino stayed pliant on the bed under the weight of his body, warm and welcoming, Nino’s own hands doing their own exploration on Ohno’s back and arms. His lips traveled from the corner of Nino’s lips to his jaw, making a quick beeline from there to the underside of Nino’s ear and licking that spot with purpose. Nino writhed under him, moaned in a mixture of delight and plea as Ohno tongued the sensitive shell repeatedly.
Then he moved further down to Nino’s throat, sucking that spot and leaving imprints on Nino’s skin. Nino felt like warm silk under his hands and lips, and Ohno wanted more.
He crawled further down, ignoring Nino’s grunts as he settled in between Nino’s legs, mouth a hairbreadth away from Nino’s hard-on, hands settling on both Nino’s knees and guiding them around his back. Nino obeyed wordlessly, folding them around his back and moaning when his breath came a little too close to his over-sensitized cock.
“Please, oh god please.” Nino moaned afterward it made Ohno chuckle despite himself.
“Don’t come yet, okay?” he whispered, knowing he was being a little cruel. But he needed this, he had to taste Nino thoroughly, and claim every square inch of him while he was allowed. Nino didn’t bother answering and Ohno didn’t expect him to. He leaned down, tongue ready to taste more, and shuddered in turn at Nino’s answering scream.
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Nino never had it this good.
He was certain he was screaming, only vaguely worried he’d turned Ohno off by his reaction, but that obviously didn’t happen. Instead, it seemed like Nino’s screaming fit had only spurred Ohno on even more, his fingers alternating between gripping Nino’s legs and mounding Nino’s balls. His cock stirred, stiff to the point of pain, and he only had half a mind to remind himself to quit screaming lest he’d alert the neighbors.
“Oh God!” he couldn’t help it, he screamed again, this time shivering in time with Ohno’s tongue working alongside a finger Ohno had slipped inside, making him hyperaware of the movement and the explosion of sensation thereafter.
When Ohno pulled his mouth away, Nino was certain he was two seconds away from coming. Ohno’s finger, however, remained buried to the hilt.
He did his best to pull himself upward from the bed to squint at Ohno, his chest heaving hard.
“Please tell me you’re not done yet,” he said, half-hating the way his voice shook along with the rest of him.
Ohno grinned and with such precision only he could muster, he’d inserted another finger along with the one that was still there without breaking their gazes.
“Oh, Nino,” he breathed, working two fingers in and out of Nino now. “I am far from done. You just lie there and let it happen. I promise I’ll take care of you.” he said, ducking his head to lick a long line from the base of Nino’s dick to the tip.
Nino’s head thumped to the pillow, hips arching from the bed and moaning low in his throat.
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True to his word, Ohno didn’t relent, and made sure he’d drove Nino crazy enough he was begging for Ohno’s cock before Ohno was properly settle above him, dick coated with enough lube to make Nino giggle when it accidentally bumped against his own.
“Did you put empty that tube or am I just imagining it? It feels like your dick is ninety five percent lube now.” He teased, hands finding purchase on Ohno’s arms as Ohno loomed above him, mouth dangerously close to his.
“What’s the remaining five percent?” Ohno asked, gamely, one hand guiding his cock into Nino’s waiting heat while the other he kept on Nino’s hip. Nino wondered vaguely how he was able to support himself, with both hands occupied. Belatedly, he realized Ohno had asked him a question.
He rolled his eyes. “Isn’t it obvious already? Your pre-cum - ah!” his words ended up in a shriek, because Ohno chose that moment to jerk his hips, driving home with a cry and making Nino tremble in discomfort and awe.
God, Ohno was huge.
“You okay?” Ohno asked, adjusting his position and thus making Nino follow the movement to ease his discomfort. It was obvious that Ohno wasn’t completely in yet, but Nino already felt so full, full, full.
“I’ll get there,” he said, tugging Ohno down for a kiss. Ohno gave in wholeheartedly, kissing him back and drawing out sounds of pleas from his lips. A slow push, a pause, Ohno breathing hard against his cheek and Nino wondered how he got so lucky. Ohno was so careful with him, even though it was evident in the way he was breathing harshly into Nino’s skin that he was so aroused he could barely think past it.
“Nino, Nino,” Ohno moaned, almost delirious, into the soft skin of his nape, when he lifted his legs and worked them around Ohno’s waist to pull him deeper. Nino felt every hard length of him throbbing inside him, every delicious inch slipping deeper, and knew he wanted more.
He and Ohno both, really.
“Move, move now, Oh-chan,” he keened, right into Ohno’s ear.
He didn’t even need to tell Ohno twice.
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Ohno let go of his fears and started driving into Nino with all the strength he could muster, hips pumping in an unbroken rhythm he was briefly worried he’d break Nino in two. But Nino was wailing hard and loud, egging him on and meeting each of his thrusts halfway, hanging onto him for dear life as their mouths meet for a kiss every now and then. He could feel the heat gathering around his thighs when he pushed hard enough to bury Nino further into the mattress, hitting the ends of Nino’s body and trembling with unfulfilled arousal when Nino screamed yet again.
Then, he turned his attention on Nino’s nipple, dragging his tongue across the stiff bud and drawing another noise of pleasure out of Nino’s lips, before following it with a jerk of his hips.
“Ah, I’m -!” Nino screamed yet again, and Ohno knew he got the right angle. So he kept at it, growling low and driving into Nino with single-minded purpose. He could feel his cock hardening the more Nino screamed, and by now he decided he’d rather watch Nino’s face and see the way pleasure rocked Nino from within.
It didn’t even take three thrusts before Nino tumbled to the edge with a full body shudder, his voice too hoarse to even hear through the thundering sounds of Ohno’s own blood pounding through his ears.
Growling, he continued the punishing pace, fucking Nino through his orgasm and hoping to catch the tail of Nino’s pleasure with his.
“Stay with me, stay with me!” he groaned, pushing hard, harder, teeth digging almost painfully into his bottom lip watching Nino’s eyes popped open, offering him a grin.
“Yes,” Nino said, holding on, his expression dazed and sated. Ohno swore he’d never seen anyone look so beautiful with his hair in disarray, face damp with sweat, the way Nino was in that moment. “I’m here, Oh-chan. Come now. Come for me.”
He groaned, hand cupping Nino’s cheek at the last moment as he let himself go.
Pairing : Ohno/Nino (past Okada/Nino)
Rating : R
Summary : AU. For years, he thought he could live with just loving him from afar. But his friend’s death didn’t only turn their lives around, it was bound to change his life forever.
Word count : around 3070 words
Note : Stay safe, everyone! (Will post the second part soon!) Second part has been added on the post! One more after this, to wrap things up. Soon, I promise :D
(You are welcome to stay - 2/3)
“Prove it.”
Ohno shook himself awake, vaguely wondering if he was actually dreaming.
Obviously, since something like this only happened in his dreams, or in his most vivid imaginations where Nino was near and he could just pull him in his arms while his mouth searched Nino’s own, it was kind of difficult to remind himself that this was actually real and it was happening.
A part of him wanted to do just that, consequences be damned, but the other, more sensible part of him stopped him just before he’d thrown caution to the wind and tugged Nino in. Hell, Okada should be so proud of him right now, at the way he was showing restraint in the face of something he’d wanted for so long when he normally wouldn’t.
“What did you just say?” he croaked and stepped back, and was glad that Nino hadn’t thought to follow though Ohno was afraid that might be what Nino was planning on doing next. So, he did what he wouldn’t in normal circumstances and turned around, half-hoping he would be able to hide the flush that had certainly showed up on his cheeks as well as the inconvenient dent his dick made in his pants at Nino’s very blatant request.
“Are you saying you didn’t hear me or you’re just trying to make me repeat myself?” Nino inquired, sounding astonishingly calm, unperturbed, whereas Ohno was sure he was seconds away from prematurely combusting. It didn’t even help that he’d been aroused the moment he opened the door and found Nino standing there, and hearing Nino say something that was clearly not innocent was messing with his head.
“And look at me when I’m talking to you,” Nino followed, harshly, that Ohno had no choice but to obey.
He inhaled sharply and pivoted, hand reaching up to run his fingers through his hair. “I’m sorry, I just -“
“Stop saying sorry,” Nino cut him off curtly, “You haven’t done anything wrong. And before you say anything, I know you heard what I said. And yes, it’s exactly what you think it is. And no, I’m not joking. I’m sure you could tell if I am.”
He cursed inwardly. “Jesus. You don’t know what you’re saying,” he muttered, shaking his head. Fuck, what the hell was happening?
“I’m not stupid. I know what I said, okay?” Nino griped, sounding offended. Ohno gaped, staring Nino over, uncertain of what to say, wondering if he’d somehow missed half of the conversation where Nino had mentioned about them fucking, or something similarly ridiculous as Ohno taking Nino to bed.
Jesus fucking Christ.
Though that certainly wasn’t far from the truth, judging with the way Nino’s expression steeled at Ohno’s answer. Was he expecting that? Maybe not. But Nino couldn’t put the blame on him entirely. No one in their sane mind would come forward with such blatant and what could be close to impossible request towards someone they’ve been terrified of, someone whom they’ve spent the entirety of their association avoiding to the best of their ability.
The irony was seriously making Ohno’s head hurt.
“Nino, please, you’re not - this isn’t you,” he mumbled, hoping he could be able to salvage the situation by pretending he wasn’t already considering it. Damn it all to hell.
“That’s what you like to believe, isn’t it?” Nino countered, mouth quirking, arms crossed over his chest in defiance. Ohno’s unruly chest tightened at the surprising display of confidence, grateful and equal-parts awed that Nino trusted him enough to show him this side of him Ohno hadn’t the opportunity to witness before.
“And it’s me now, Oh-chan,” Nino added, as if he hadn’t just made Ohno’s stomach twist in knots, and his other body part stiff and hard. “So you can just quit the façade and listen to what I’m telling you, okay? I’m not here to force myself on you, but I’m not planning on leaving without a fight either.” Nino said, then, like an afterthought, he added, “It has been such a long time for me, Oh-chan, you know?”
Fuck. What was he supposed to say to that? Clearly, Nino was here on purpose, and that obviously wasn’t to talk. To catch up with each other or whatever. Did he know what he was offering here? What Ohno was capable of? God, just the thought of putting his hands on that lovely skin, and then feeling him jerking afterward would be cruel. Nino had no idea what he was asking him. He’d been so in love with Okada, and throwing himself at Ohno like this, today of all days, was plain heartbreaking.
Still, with the way Nino was looking at him, now…God, he wasn’t sure anymore. He’d asked, yes, and if Nino mentioned Okada’s name, then that would be it.
“Why me?” he murmured, voice cracking embarrassingly with each syllable.
“Why not?” Nino countered, without hesitation. “Besides, I like you. And I’m fairly certain the feeling is mutual, so, I thought, why not give it a try? I don’t see any problem here, really. And maybe you haven’t noticed it but you’re sexy as hell. Looking at you right now makes me so hard it hurts.”
Well, fuck it, then.
He strode toward Nino in a rush, barely able to ignore the ache in his thighs that mirrored the one that settled around the general vicinity of his chest. He was breathing hard, harshly, when he reached Nino, holding his arms out just in time to catch Nino jumping towards him, arms finding purchase around his shoulders as his legs wrapped themselves around his waist.
Nino nuzzled against him, mouth damp and soft, humming against his skin and making him tremble with barely-restrained lust. He groaned and backed Nino to the nearest wall, one hand cushioning Nino’s back as Nino rolled his hips against him, the answering hardness poking Ohno on the chest was making his head spin.
Ohno lifted his head and kissed the air from Nino’s mouth.
Their tongues fight for dominance, and any and all struggle drained out of him in a rush. Holding Nino in place and securely against the wall, he inclined his head and dove for more, sucking on Nino’s tongue and allowing Nino the same courtesy just to hear him moan in delight right after. Nino’s hands then drifted around his neck before settling on his jaw to capture his face in Nino’s hands, kissing him hard and wet and passionate as if he never would again after this.
“God, you’re making me so hot,” Nino muttered into his mouth, shivering as if he couldn’t help it. Ohno chuckled and aimed another kiss to the side of Nino’s lips, planting two more over the beauty mark on Nino’s chin before stealing another kiss.
“Kazu,” he breathed, and the sound of Nino’s name spilling out of his lips apparently bore the same effect, making Nino shudder when he said it. He smiled and licked the shell of Nino’s ear before he pushed away from the door, making sure he had Nino securely in his arms before he backed away. “Let’s do this properly, shall we? I’ll take you to bed, okay?”
“God,” Nino keened, mouth catching his. “I thought you’d never ask.”
He giggled and said nothing as he pushed away from the wall, crossing the short distance towards the bedroom with Nino’s lips nuzzling his cheek.
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Nino moaned when his back hit the mattress, legs dangling on the edge when Ohno laid him down on the soft surprise with aching tenderness, surprised and equal-parts impatient when despite his fingers clawing at Ohno’s shirt to tug him down, to make him join him on the bed so he could kiss Ohno some more, the other man decided to pull away instead. Nino groaned, jerking upward to follow Ohno’s retreating body, but Ohno simply held a hand out, setting it gently across Nino’s chest to make him stop.
“What are you doing?” Nino snapped, or at least tried to, because his voice sounded embarrassingly breathless even in his own ears.
“Trying to catch my breath,” Ohno murmured, but his eyes remained focused on Nino and Nino alone. Nino’s own tried to see the difference, gaze drifting from Ohno’s face to the evidence of Ohno’s arousal tenting his pants and grinned, both in triumph and in amusement.
“You’re being funny, Oh-chan,” he cooed, gesturing for Ohno to remove his hand. Ohno did, but he also kneeled away when Nino sat up properly to face Ohno. “Come on, I won’t bite.” He teased, helping Ohno decide by tugging his shirt off and throwing it away.
Ohno’s normally unfocused eyes turned heavy-lidded, as his gaze landed on the bare expanse of Nino’s chest and toned abdominal muscle. He knew how it must look right now, as Ohno’s eyes scrutinized it with barely-concealed curiosity, certain that the past few months he’d spent on the gym had paid off.
“Fuck, do you even know what you’re doing to me, Nino?” Ohno husked out, fingers balled into fists and obviously still trying to talk himself out of what Nino was openly offering. In other times, Nino would be offended, but not this time; he knew how much Ohno wanted him - it wasn’t so hard to see that even when he did try to avoid it, because Junichi was there.
But he wasn’t anymore; and Nino was done waiting.
He started on his pants while Ohno watched; making sure the action didn’t escape Ohno’s eyes. Those normally liquid brown eyes were darker now, shaded with something Nino was certain mirrored exactly what was on his own.
“Yes,” he whispered, his pants’ button coming undone in a matter of seconds. Then he started on the zipper, slowly, slowly, and watched Ohno’s adams apple bob, both in anticipation and arousal. The sight of him made Nino grin. “I’d rather you do this part yourself, but it’s obvious you’re still hesitating. So I guess I should just help you out, to hurry things along.” He said, and kneeled up, and made a good show of letting Ohno see the way he’d pushed his pants and boxers down his narrow hips, humming a little in discomfort when his cock pulled free from its confinements and out in the open.
He swore the sound that escaped the back of Ohno’s throat was all worth it.
“Jesus, Nino,” was what Ohno muttered before he dove forward, catching Nino around the hips and toppling him on the bed, his weight soon followed to settle over Nino while his mouth searched Nino’s lips.
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He meant to take it slow, to make it last, but Nino writhing below him made it inexplicably hard to do just that. He’d undressed himself in record breaking speed, had made sure he’d secured everything he would be needing to get inside Nino as soon as he possibly could, and hoping he wouldn’t end up scaring Nino away afterward.
To be perfectly honest, he was terrified, but Nino giving him all those encouraging little moans certainly helped.
He started out slow, kissing Nino hard and deep, before he took his mouth elsewhere to further explore. Nino stayed pliant on the bed under the weight of his body, warm and welcoming, Nino’s own hands doing their own exploration on Ohno’s back and arms. His lips traveled from the corner of Nino’s lips to his jaw, making a quick beeline from there to the underside of Nino’s ear and licking that spot with purpose. Nino writhed under him, moaned in a mixture of delight and plea as Ohno tongued the sensitive shell repeatedly.
Then he moved further down to Nino’s throat, sucking that spot and leaving imprints on Nino’s skin. Nino felt like warm silk under his hands and lips, and Ohno wanted more.
He crawled further down, ignoring Nino’s grunts as he settled in between Nino’s legs, mouth a hairbreadth away from Nino’s hard-on, hands settling on both Nino’s knees and guiding them around his back. Nino obeyed wordlessly, folding them around his back and moaning when his breath came a little too close to his over-sensitized cock.
“Please, oh god please.” Nino moaned afterward it made Ohno chuckle despite himself.
“Don’t come yet, okay?” he whispered, knowing he was being a little cruel. But he needed this, he had to taste Nino thoroughly, and claim every square inch of him while he was allowed. Nino didn’t bother answering and Ohno didn’t expect him to. He leaned down, tongue ready to taste more, and shuddered in turn at Nino’s answering scream.
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Nino never had it this good.
He was certain he was screaming, only vaguely worried he’d turned Ohno off by his reaction, but that obviously didn’t happen. Instead, it seemed like Nino’s screaming fit had only spurred Ohno on even more, his fingers alternating between gripping Nino’s legs and mounding Nino’s balls. His cock stirred, stiff to the point of pain, and he only had half a mind to remind himself to quit screaming lest he’d alert the neighbors.
“Oh God!” he couldn’t help it, he screamed again, this time shivering in time with Ohno’s tongue working alongside a finger Ohno had slipped inside, making him hyperaware of the movement and the explosion of sensation thereafter.
When Ohno pulled his mouth away, Nino was certain he was two seconds away from coming. Ohno’s finger, however, remained buried to the hilt.
He did his best to pull himself upward from the bed to squint at Ohno, his chest heaving hard.
“Please tell me you’re not done yet,” he said, half-hating the way his voice shook along with the rest of him.
Ohno grinned and with such precision only he could muster, he’d inserted another finger along with the one that was still there without breaking their gazes.
“Oh, Nino,” he breathed, working two fingers in and out of Nino now. “I am far from done. You just lie there and let it happen. I promise I’ll take care of you.” he said, ducking his head to lick a long line from the base of Nino’s dick to the tip.
Nino’s head thumped to the pillow, hips arching from the bed and moaning low in his throat.
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True to his word, Ohno didn’t relent, and made sure he’d drove Nino crazy enough he was begging for Ohno’s cock before Ohno was properly settle above him, dick coated with enough lube to make Nino giggle when it accidentally bumped against his own.
“Did you put empty that tube or am I just imagining it? It feels like your dick is ninety five percent lube now.” He teased, hands finding purchase on Ohno’s arms as Ohno loomed above him, mouth dangerously close to his.
“What’s the remaining five percent?” Ohno asked, gamely, one hand guiding his cock into Nino’s waiting heat while the other he kept on Nino’s hip. Nino wondered vaguely how he was able to support himself, with both hands occupied. Belatedly, he realized Ohno had asked him a question.
He rolled his eyes. “Isn’t it obvious already? Your pre-cum - ah!” his words ended up in a shriek, because Ohno chose that moment to jerk his hips, driving home with a cry and making Nino tremble in discomfort and awe.
God, Ohno was huge.
“You okay?” Ohno asked, adjusting his position and thus making Nino follow the movement to ease his discomfort. It was obvious that Ohno wasn’t completely in yet, but Nino already felt so full, full, full.
“I’ll get there,” he said, tugging Ohno down for a kiss. Ohno gave in wholeheartedly, kissing him back and drawing out sounds of pleas from his lips. A slow push, a pause, Ohno breathing hard against his cheek and Nino wondered how he got so lucky. Ohno was so careful with him, even though it was evident in the way he was breathing harshly into Nino’s skin that he was so aroused he could barely think past it.
“Nino, Nino,” Ohno moaned, almost delirious, into the soft skin of his nape, when he lifted his legs and worked them around Ohno’s waist to pull him deeper. Nino felt every hard length of him throbbing inside him, every delicious inch slipping deeper, and knew he wanted more.
He and Ohno both, really.
“Move, move now, Oh-chan,” he keened, right into Ohno’s ear.
He didn’t even need to tell Ohno twice.
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Ohno let go of his fears and started driving into Nino with all the strength he could muster, hips pumping in an unbroken rhythm he was briefly worried he’d break Nino in two. But Nino was wailing hard and loud, egging him on and meeting each of his thrusts halfway, hanging onto him for dear life as their mouths meet for a kiss every now and then. He could feel the heat gathering around his thighs when he pushed hard enough to bury Nino further into the mattress, hitting the ends of Nino’s body and trembling with unfulfilled arousal when Nino screamed yet again.
Then, he turned his attention on Nino’s nipple, dragging his tongue across the stiff bud and drawing another noise of pleasure out of Nino’s lips, before following it with a jerk of his hips.
“Ah, I’m -!” Nino screamed yet again, and Ohno knew he got the right angle. So he kept at it, growling low and driving into Nino with single-minded purpose. He could feel his cock hardening the more Nino screamed, and by now he decided he’d rather watch Nino’s face and see the way pleasure rocked Nino from within.
It didn’t even take three thrusts before Nino tumbled to the edge with a full body shudder, his voice too hoarse to even hear through the thundering sounds of Ohno’s own blood pounding through his ears.
Growling, he continued the punishing pace, fucking Nino through his orgasm and hoping to catch the tail of Nino’s pleasure with his.
“Stay with me, stay with me!” he groaned, pushing hard, harder, teeth digging almost painfully into his bottom lip watching Nino’s eyes popped open, offering him a grin.
“Yes,” Nino said, holding on, his expression dazed and sated. Ohno swore he’d never seen anyone look so beautiful with his hair in disarray, face damp with sweat, the way Nino was in that moment. “I’m here, Oh-chan. Come now. Come for me.”
He groaned, hand cupping Nino’s cheek at the last moment as he let himself go.