Hirato/Gareki 4

Apr 21, 2013 22:21

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When he jerked awake in the morning, sunlight streaming through the window, Hirato found himself staring up at lust-filled blue eyes as Gareki sat on his bare stomach. He could feel the teen’s hardness pressed against his abdomen and he smirked.

“You’re insatiable, you know that?” he said amusedly, voice still rough from sleep.

Gareki just smirked in return. “And you’re a hypocrite.” And he leaned down to messily close his lips over Hirato’s.

“Mm, guilty.” Hirato replied against Gareki’s mouth, tongue flicking out. “But you don’t mind.”

Gareki pressed close to Hirato’s bare chest, sliding his clothed body down the length of the captain’s until he way lying fully atop. “No, I don’t.”

Ten minutes later found Hirato buried deep within Gareki’s body, the teen settled in his lap, riding the hard cock spearing into him. “Ah - ah - uh - ahh!” Gareki moaned as he moved up and down, grinding down with unabashed desire. His cock was dripping precum, slapping filthily against his own stomach as he fucked himself onto Hirato’s penis.

“Uh - uhn - that’s it, fuck yourself on me until you come all over your pretty body - uh!” Hirato encouraged. Gareki would have blushed and probably punched the captain if he was in his right mind, but right now Hirato’s words only ignited him even more and he began to slam down harder and harder.

“Ah! Uh - uh - AH!”

Hirato was enjoying how his young lover was letting those beautiful sounds from his mouth, how his arched back straining with tension as Gareki’s hands splayed onto Hirato’s own stomach, nipples pink and perked. How downright pornographic Gareki was acting, completely unaware of his own attractiveness right at this moment.

“Gareki,” he groaned huskily, hands at Gareki’s hips to help guide him up and down. “I want you to come and I want you to scream. If you don’t,” and here, he thrust his hips up suddenly, piercing Gareki even more. Gareki yelled in agonized pleasure. “I’m going to flip you over and fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for the next week.”

Gareki’s eyes opened into slits as he continued to move. “Is - hahhhh! - that a threat?”

Hirato smirked, sweaty hair over his forehead and eyes. “Absolutely.” He began to thrust his hips faster and faster, feeling Gareki’s passage begin to close around his throbbing cock.

Gareki had a challenging look in his eyes and they both knew that there was definitely going to be a round two. When he finally reached his climax, he bit down onto his bruised, pouty lips and only let out a loud groan. His cock jerked and spurted cum upwards towards his chest, hitting him on the chin before dripping and sliding down the length of his body. Hirato forced himself not to respond by coming in ropes and ropes into Gareki’s impossibly tight hole, instead greedily taking in the erotic sight and clamping down on Gareki’s hips so hard there would be bruises.

When Gareki finally came down from his high, Hirato was thrusting shallowly into his sensitive body. His eyes were hooded and sated, but a flicker of lust as he pulled himself off and eyed Hirato’s glistening, rock hard cock had his arousal twitching in interest. Wantonly, he slanted his mouth over Hirato’s, lazily kissing him with unbridled love as the sun rose higher.

Gareki then moved to the empty bed space beside the captain, and even as Hirato moved up to lean on an elbow, he positioned himself on all fours, legs spread and arms bent at the elbows, resting his head against his forearms so he could look mischievously up at the handsome older man.

“Hirato,” he smirked, knowing that the captain could never resist him when he was like this.

That was all it took for Hirato to move with impossible speed and position himself behind the tempting smaller male. He pushed into the slick hole, revelling in the tightness that never seemed to change no matter how many times they made love. He moved onto all fours over Gareki and whispered sultrily in his ear, “I hope you know what you’re in for.”

And then he started to move, abruptly setting a bruising, fast pace right from the beginning.

“AHH!” Gareki moaned, his cock now rapidly filling with blood as his asshole was pounded into ruthlessly. “Yes - ah - hah - uh - ah!!”

But when Hirato felt that fluttering of muscles around his cock once more, he stopped immediately.

Gareki turned dazed, impatient eyes back to him. “Why are you stopping!?” he demanded, trying to push back onto that delicious rod of flesh.

Hirato smiled. “I did say you weren’t going to be able to walk for a week. There’s still a lot more to go until that point.”

“You bastard! I - AHHHH!”

And Hirato was ramming into him again, hips snapping against Gareki’s reddened globes and balls striking Gareki’s own with each thrust. It was delightfully obscene and the little bursts of pain merely underscored the incredibly pleasure.

“UHN! I’M GOING TO KILL YOU! Hahhhhh!”

Hirato just chuckled darkly and licked a line from the middle of Gareki’s sweat-damp spine to his ear. Gareki’s tremble made him want to do it again, so he did.

Groans and panting filled the room as they fucked. By now, the sun was well and truly out and, Hirato thought bemusedly, they’d missed breakfast. But Gareki’s moaning and squirming body was much better than that, and he began to press unbelievably deep into the teen. Over and over again, Gareki was penetrated with unrelenting force, and he absolutely loved it.

“We’re up to 5 days, now,” Hirato supplied nonchalantly at some point, Gareki’s strangled curses making him smile. “Oh all right,” he said when his lover glared at him poisonously, cock now straining so much it would have hurt. Hirato himself was starting to feel it too. “But next time, you’re not getting away this easily, Gareki.”

And then he gripped Gareki’s hips tightly and shoved himself roughly in and out, in and out, until the teen was an aroused mess on the bed. “I’m going to come,” Hirato groaned out in warning. And then his hips were moving with lightning speed until -

“UHHHHH…” he groaned harshly, eyes squeezing shut as blinding hot pleasure hit him, travelling all the way down to his nerve endings and back. Viscous white cum shot into Gareki’s asshole, flowing insistently against the teen’s prostate, and then Gareki was at his limit.

He screamed as he came, back arching and chest pressing impossibly into the mattress beneath him, cum shooting from his penis and splattering over Hirato’s nice blue bedspread. He was in heaven at that moment, Hirato’s weight heavy against his back and that cock spurting so much cum inside him, coating his passage with clingy, wet warmth.

At last, with a final shudder, Gareki collapsed into the bed, mindful to avoid the drying globs of his seed. Hirato following him down and almost crushed him.

“Hey, get off,” Gareki protested weakly, unable to make his limbs listen to him.

Hirato hummed in satisfaction and rolled to a cleaner area, pulling the teen with him. It was then that Gareki exclaimed in surprise as the movement jostled him, causing a shock of pain to shoot up his spine originating from his backside.

“You…!” he growled, glaring at the older man.

Hirato smirked. “I told you that you weren’t going to be able to walk. You should feel lucky that I didn’t make it so that you’d be completely incapacitated for the whole week.” He pressed a kiss to Gareki’s disbelieving mouth. “Don’t look like that… It just means I’ll have to carry you everywhere.”

Gareki spluttered in rage.

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As it turned out, Hirato wasn’t as cruel as he implied he would be, and Gareki found hands smoothly massaging his lower back as he laid on his stomach in the common room. “Mmm…” he murmured, slowly falling asleep as Hirato’s scent surrounded him and the knot of discomfort in his backside was slowly being released. The captain was massaging some sort of cream into his skin and it felt like heaven when he felt the pain ease.

hirato/gareki, karneval, fic

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