Hirato/Gareki 3
Gareki’s breath hitched as he found himself curled up underneath Hirato’s protective arm. How did he end up like this? Oh, right.
He opened his mouth and said dryly, “You’re awake, aren’t you.”
Hirato’s hand slipped beneath Gareki’s shirt at his side. “Yes.”
“Stop that, you pervert.”
“No.” His hand continued to stroke at the soft skin gently.
“How about I slap you?”
“I don’t think you want to do that, Gareki.” Hirato said, finally meeting Gareki’s upturned face and the blue eyes that stared at him. “You haven’t forgotten already, have you?”
Gareki twitched, recalling that his still-healing bruise was probably still visible. “That isn’t going to stop me, because you deserve it, shitty four eyes.”
“Be quiet,” Hirato said. His fingers pressed into Gareki’s side and he flipped the teen onto his own chest. He silenced Gareki’s protests with a sound kiss.
Gareki was disturbed by how calm he felt about their contact. Hirato’s pleasure pressed against his hip was making him a little nervous, but he was not about to jump away.
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Gareki arched back against his fingers beautifully. Hirato watched with desire as the teen unwillingly let out pants and soft moans as fingers pressed against him, stretching him in ways that he’d never felt before.
“Ah…” he gasped. Hirato drank in each sound, fingertips ghosting over the length of the teen’s hardened cock as it trembled with Gareki’s pleasure. Darkened blue eyes met his own. “Come on, just do it!” Gareki muttered, eyes fluttering shut then open as Hirato continued to probe that spot within him.
Hirato didn’t want anything else. His own arousal was hardened almost to the point of pain, the tip dribbling with precum. “Alright,” he purred. He removed his fingers and quickly stroked his cock from base to tip with the remains of the lubricant on his hand, then pressed Gareki’s legs further back towards the teen’s chest, spreading them simultaneously. Hirato leaned down to press a crushing kiss against soft lips. And then, while distracting Gareki with his tongue, he pressed the head of his cock into Gareki’s entrance.
“Ack!” the smaller male gasped in pain, eyes squeezing shut and teeth gritting. He wouldn’t cry out, though. He had pride. After all, he had wanted this. He just never thought it would feel like something was tearing him in two. Gareki couldn’t stop the twist of discomfort in his expression.
Hirato pressed soothing kisses against Gareki’s neck, lapping and nipping, and slowly pushed himself all the way in. He let out a light groan - Gareki was so tight around him.
“Gareki,” he called. “Look at me.”
Gareki’s eyes opened, a glaze of pain enshrouding them.
“Keep your eyes on me, alright?” Hirato said, concerned for the teen’s well-being. Gareki nodded minutely, trying to resist the urge to push the larger man off and out of him.
And then Hirato pulled back, keeping his eyes locked onto Gareki’s, and pushed back in.
“AHH!” Gareki yelled, back arching against Hirato’s chest as a jolt of electricity seemed to arch through his body. His arms slid over the rise of the older man’s shoulders and locked around the back of Hirato’s neck, latching on with his whole weight. He shook slightly from the burst of pleasure. “Wh-what?”
Hirato smirked and they fell back heavily against the bed. “That would be the reason people do this.”
He repeated the action, satisfied when Gareki let out a shaky breath against his neck.
“Good?” Hirato purred.
“Uhhhhn…” Gareki groaned incomprehensibly. Hirato licked at the shell of Gareki’s left ear and started to pump his hips back and forth.
“Ah - hah - hah - hahh…” Gareki panted.
“Mm…” Hirato murmured. His cock rammed into Gareki harder with each thrust, filling up the teen’s tight passage unbelievably. “So good, Gareki.”
“Hah - shu - AH! - shut - hah - up - UHNN!”
Gareki turned desire-blown eyes up to the man currently shoving his cock hard into the teen’s asshole. More precum leaked from the tip of his own penis as he took in Hirato’s uncharacteristically unkempt appearance. The captain had Gareki’s fingers tangled in his deep purple hair, mussing it up sexily, and it hung over sharp, lust-darkened eyes. Sweat dampened both their bodies and Hirato’s hair was sticking slightly to his face, the wet tips clinging to high cheekbones and beads rolling down his temple. He was completely absorbed in Gareki and the teen could tell that he would not hesitate to destroy anything that interrupted them at this moment.
Straight, white teeth latched onto Gareki’s neck again, on the other side of the still purpled bruise from previously. Hirato sucked lightly and pulled away to view his handiwork. Gareki would be not impressed with the red lovebites that littered his body when he saw himself in a mirror later.
Suddenly, a hand wrapped around Gareki’s reddened arousal. “UHHHH!” He exclaimed in delirious pleasure as it started moving, squeezing and tugging in just the right way.
“I - AHHH!!” Gareki’s head flew back, digging into the mattress. Hirato smirked again and pounded into Gareki ruthlessly once more. “AHH - UHN - UHHH…!” Gareki continued to moan, almost squirming as Hirato mercilessly drilled into him.
“Uhn - Gareki,” he started, breath coming in pants and guttural groans. “Let me hear more of those noises from your mouth,” he said, leaning his head heavily onto the teen’s shoulder as he lost control.
The thrusts became faster and deeper, driving Gareki to his limit. His moans grew louder and the harsh sound of slapping skin filled the room. The feeling was nothing he’d ever experienced - he felt like he was going to explode.
Hirato’s pants became louder as he felt the teen start to tighten deliciously around his stiff manhood, and he whispered, voice heavy and deep, into Gareki’s ear. “Gareki, I’m not going to last.”
And speeding up his hand around Gareki’s hardness, within a few strokes, he was rewarded with a yell.
“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” Gareki screamed, his vision turning white as he came hard. His muscles tensed and he clamped tight onto Hirato’s cock as his own erupted with ropes of sticky cum. It shot out onto Hirato’s hand and their stomachs, slipping and sliding as Hirato thrusts became a frenzy.
“Hahhhh…” Hirato breathed in appreciation, and then he was unable to hold on anymore. He rammed in as deep as he could and then - “Uhnnnnnnnnn!”
Hot white fluid gushed deep into Gareki’s body, forcing the teen to moan as he felt it coating his insides. It flowed down the length of Hirato’s shaft, unable to be contained, and burst out of Gareki’s hole, making both Hirato and Gareki sticky where they were joined.
Part 4
He opened his mouth and said dryly, “You’re awake, aren’t you.”
Hirato’s hand slipped beneath Gareki’s shirt at his side. “Yes.”
“Stop that, you pervert.”
“No.” His hand continued to stroke at the soft skin gently.
“How about I slap you?”
“I don’t think you want to do that, Gareki.” Hirato said, finally meeting Gareki’s upturned face and the blue eyes that stared at him. “You haven’t forgotten already, have you?”
Gareki twitched, recalling that his still-healing bruise was probably still visible. “That isn’t going to stop me, because you deserve it, shitty four eyes.”
“Be quiet,” Hirato said. His fingers pressed into Gareki’s side and he flipped the teen onto his own chest. He silenced Gareki’s protests with a sound kiss.
Gareki was disturbed by how calm he felt about their contact. Hirato’s pleasure pressed against his hip was making him a little nervous, but he was not about to jump away.
---
Gareki arched back against his fingers beautifully. Hirato watched with desire as the teen unwillingly let out pants and soft moans as fingers pressed against him, stretching him in ways that he’d never felt before.
“Ah…” he gasped. Hirato drank in each sound, fingertips ghosting over the length of the teen’s hardened cock as it trembled with Gareki’s pleasure. Darkened blue eyes met his own. “Come on, just do it!” Gareki muttered, eyes fluttering shut then open as Hirato continued to probe that spot within him.
Hirato didn’t want anything else. His own arousal was hardened almost to the point of pain, the tip dribbling with precum. “Alright,” he purred. He removed his fingers and quickly stroked his cock from base to tip with the remains of the lubricant on his hand, then pressed Gareki’s legs further back towards the teen’s chest, spreading them simultaneously. Hirato leaned down to press a crushing kiss against soft lips. And then, while distracting Gareki with his tongue, he pressed the head of his cock into Gareki’s entrance.
“Ack!” the smaller male gasped in pain, eyes squeezing shut and teeth gritting. He wouldn’t cry out, though. He had pride. After all, he had wanted this. He just never thought it would feel like something was tearing him in two. Gareki couldn’t stop the twist of discomfort in his expression.
Hirato pressed soothing kisses against Gareki’s neck, lapping and nipping, and slowly pushed himself all the way in. He let out a light groan - Gareki was so tight around him.
“Gareki,” he called. “Look at me.”
Gareki’s eyes opened, a glaze of pain enshrouding them.
“Keep your eyes on me, alright?” Hirato said, concerned for the teen’s well-being. Gareki nodded minutely, trying to resist the urge to push the larger man off and out of him.
And then Hirato pulled back, keeping his eyes locked onto Gareki’s, and pushed back in.
“AHH!” Gareki yelled, back arching against Hirato’s chest as a jolt of electricity seemed to arch through his body. His arms slid over the rise of the older man’s shoulders and locked around the back of Hirato’s neck, latching on with his whole weight. He shook slightly from the burst of pleasure. “Wh-what?”
Hirato smirked and they fell back heavily against the bed. “That would be the reason people do this.”
He repeated the action, satisfied when Gareki let out a shaky breath against his neck.
“Good?” Hirato purred.
“Uhhhhn…” Gareki groaned incomprehensibly. Hirato licked at the shell of Gareki’s left ear and started to pump his hips back and forth.
“Ah - hah - hah - hahh…” Gareki panted.
“Mm…” Hirato murmured. His cock rammed into Gareki harder with each thrust, filling up the teen’s tight passage unbelievably. “So good, Gareki.”
“Hah - shu - AH! - shut - hah - up - UHNN!”
Gareki turned desire-blown eyes up to the man currently shoving his cock hard into the teen’s asshole. More precum leaked from the tip of his own penis as he took in Hirato’s uncharacteristically unkempt appearance. The captain had Gareki’s fingers tangled in his deep purple hair, mussing it up sexily, and it hung over sharp, lust-darkened eyes. Sweat dampened both their bodies and Hirato’s hair was sticking slightly to his face, the wet tips clinging to high cheekbones and beads rolling down his temple. He was completely absorbed in Gareki and the teen could tell that he would not hesitate to destroy anything that interrupted them at this moment.
Straight, white teeth latched onto Gareki’s neck again, on the other side of the still purpled bruise from previously. Hirato sucked lightly and pulled away to view his handiwork. Gareki would be not impressed with the red lovebites that littered his body when he saw himself in a mirror later.
Suddenly, a hand wrapped around Gareki’s reddened arousal. “UHHHH!” He exclaimed in delirious pleasure as it started moving, squeezing and tugging in just the right way.
“I - AHHH!!” Gareki’s head flew back, digging into the mattress. Hirato smirked again and pounded into Gareki ruthlessly once more. “AHH - UHN - UHHH…!” Gareki continued to moan, almost squirming as Hirato mercilessly drilled into him.
“Uhn - Gareki,” he started, breath coming in pants and guttural groans. “Let me hear more of those noises from your mouth,” he said, leaning his head heavily onto the teen’s shoulder as he lost control.
The thrusts became faster and deeper, driving Gareki to his limit. His moans grew louder and the harsh sound of slapping skin filled the room. The feeling was nothing he’d ever experienced - he felt like he was going to explode.
Hirato’s pants became louder as he felt the teen start to tighten deliciously around his stiff manhood, and he whispered, voice heavy and deep, into Gareki’s ear. “Gareki, I’m not going to last.”
And speeding up his hand around Gareki’s hardness, within a few strokes, he was rewarded with a yell.
“AHHHHHHHHHHH!” Gareki screamed, his vision turning white as he came hard. His muscles tensed and he clamped tight onto Hirato’s cock as his own erupted with ropes of sticky cum. It shot out onto Hirato’s hand and their stomachs, slipping and sliding as Hirato thrusts became a frenzy.
“Hahhhh…” Hirato breathed in appreciation, and then he was unable to hold on anymore. He rammed in as deep as he could and then - “Uhnnnnnnnnn!”
Hot white fluid gushed deep into Gareki’s body, forcing the teen to moan as he felt it coating his insides. It flowed down the length of Hirato’s shaft, unable to be contained, and burst out of Gareki’s hole, making both Hirato and Gareki sticky where they were joined.
Part 4