Fast Update
Title: It Should Have Been You! Baka!
Chapter 7: You’re So Sexy, You Wind Me Up
Pairing: JunMa
Warning: Mpreg
Rating: Nc-17 (this chapter)
Summary: Toma gets Jun pregnant. Madness ensues.
Disclaimer: Pregnant Jun would be awesome but he actually isn’t
Past Chapters: Chapter 1:Shooting Stars are Inopportune Chapter 2:Something's Wrong When Jun Appreciates Toma's Cooking Chapter 3: I Don't Care How It Happened Chapter 4: My Baby Is Not Marrying Aiba Chapter 5: Jun's Revenge and Ohno's suffering. Chapter 6: I Want To Make You Feel Peachy
Jun scribbled down the recipe his mother gave him quickly and set off to work before Toma woke up and stopped him. If Toma wanted to feed his dog jam then Jun would make it like a good wife...uh...husband. Damn he was taking this pregnancy thing too seriously.
He peeled off the dented or blackened parts of the peaches nicely; handling each delicate fruit with love and care, wanting to make the best jam in the world for Toma and Jam.
He then cut up the peaches into fairly large pieces, added lime juice and he cleared off the counter to make a syrup to dress the peaches with. But as he picked up the bowl, his stomach lurched uncomfortably and his knees shook with weakness and the bowl cluttered to the floor as Jun followed. Even though the bowl was made of plastic and did not break, Jun dropped to the floor, his hands landing right beside the knife and he grazed his fingers against the blade and now blood was pouring out of it.
Jun felt nauseous as it was and after he saw the blood he just barely stopped himself from hurling right then and there. Unfortunately, the ruckus had successfully aroused the dead log from his sleep and he came running out.
Jun heard a loud curse before the knife disappeared from in front of him and the bowl and splattered peaches were pushed hastily aside. He was pulled into a strong embrace and Jun finally felt it safe to let out all his worries and he cried into Toma’s warm shoulder, clinging onto him tightly.
There was another loud curse Jun guessed when Toma saw his cut finger and then sudden warmth surrounded the stinging pain, a sensation he’d missed for months. Toma sucked on his finger and he was probably not trying to be provocative but this gesture was done to him so many times before for a completely different and dirty reason that Jun’s sex deprived body could not see it as anything but. Jun looked at Toma, wiping his tears and the sniffles died down as he started drooling over the pink lips satin soft and woolly-warm around his finger.
He saw his finger slide out painfully slow from between Toma’s lips, tongue lapping at his wound for good measure before his fingers were completely out and Jun half expected Toma’s to slide his lips back down in imitation of what he’d want to do to his cock later, but he didn’t. Instead Toma pulled Jun up, rubbed his shoulder comfortingly and lead him to the bedroom and seated him at the bed with perfectly normal intentions as Toma disappeared into the bathroom and came back out holding a first aid kit. He half wished Toma would have worn the slutty nurse costume Nino got them for New Year’s.
Toma took up his fingers again and applied a bit of peroxide before tying a bandage around it. He pressed a chaste kiss to the finger for the effect of a wholesome treatment.
Toma smiled at him and caressed his cheek and Jun bit back a moan Toma’s warm fingers positively burned against the delicate skin of his cheek.
“Don’t do anything stupid like that ever again.”
Jun nodded sullenly, suddenly the feeling of worthlessness washing over him again
“Why did you do it?”
Jun bit his lip before looking into Toma’s eyes beseechingly, “I just wanted to show you that I love you for being here and always taking care of me and I wanted to return the favour.”
Toma mouthed a ‘baka’ before pulling him back into his embrace and threading his fingers through his black tresses softly, “You’re already going through so much, I can’t do enough to make up for it. I love you.”
Jun started sniffling again. He wondered at himself, he was sporting a semi, how could he feel like crying now?
Toma tugged at his hair to tilt his face up and Jun was met with a slightly worried expression One gentle finger came upto to his cheeks and wiped the stray tears away.
“I’m just so glad, Toma that...that you won’t break up with me.”
Toma’s face scrunched up with confusion but Jun took no heed as he clutched Toma’s shirt tightly and buried his face into his chest sniffling and murmuring soft ‘I love you’s into it
Toma pulled Jun’s head up again and Jun once again faced Toma’s questioning gaze, “It’s because I’ve been such a troll and have been bossing you around and have become useless, stopping you from working, fat and ugly and you won’t have sex with me.” Jun’s voice broke at the last sentence and he drifted off into stifling sobs.
Toma chuckled despite try very hard not to, “You’ve always bossed me around.” But that only helped a fresh batch of tears to spill out and louder sobs erupted from Jun.
Toma sighed, Jun was dead serious.
He cupped Jun’s cheek with both of his hands so that Jun could not turn his red, blotchy face away anymore. “You’ve been wonderful and you are so freaking beautiful Jun I have a hard time controlling myself sometimes, this pregnancy thing seriously works and you glow and it’s like I can feel it from a mile away and you’re all I can think about wherever I am and...I always want to have sex with you.”
Jun let out a shaky breath as Toma closed the distance between their lips and kissed him sweetly. Despite it’s freakishly long time span, the kiss remained sweet and mostly chaste with Toma barely lapping at a corner of Jun’s lips.
When Toma retracted Jun looked at him discontentedly, clearly expecting the kiss to lead somewhere.
“What?” Toma asked at Jun’s intense pout and arm crossing.
“Well, have sex with me!”
“Wait, What? Now?”
“Yeah!”
“But you’re you’re...”
“What? Pregnant people don’t have sex? Oh come on you started it.”
“Me? But that kiss was so mild. Don’t blame me for your lack of self control!”
“It wasn’t the kiss! You were totally giving off “I want to suck your cock” vibes!”
“WHAT? That thought didn’t even cross my mind!” That wasn’t entirely true. Toma’s been wanting to do just what Jun has accused him of for the past two weeks but too afraid to push his delicated beloved into something he isn’t ready for, he didn’t do anything about that desire.
Jun brought up his bandaged finger in front of Toma’s face, looking just about ready to poke his eyes out. “You sucked most indecently.”
A flash of realization crossed Toma’s face before breaking out into a huge grin, “Oh honey, you forgot what indecent means.” Toma seemed to contemplate this for a while, “Let me remind you.” And smiling in a way that Jun was sure was provocative this time Toma grabbed his uninjured hand and popped Jun’s index finger into his mouth.
Sucking most most...Toma was right, Jun really had forgotten what indecent was. If he thought what Toma did before was indecent then this was downright inappropriate and unacceptable behaviour. But his cock loved this Toma, slurping around his finger with dilated pupils, wide innocent eyes looking up at him most cluelessly. Popping the finger out noisily Toma licked across Jun’s hand to his middle finger and popped that into his mouth and popped it back out before sliding his lips up and down its short length. Toma scraped his teeth a little and sucked on it as Jun lost all self control at the view of his finger disappearing in and out of Toma’s pretty pink mouth.
He pulled his fingers out in alarm when he felt orgasm looming, damn that would be too easy. He took off Toma’s T-shirt and hello, this wasn’t helping bring his libido come back under his control. When Jun started trembling with the will to not do anything to embarrass himself Toma took initiative. He clambered onto his knees to properly face Jun and kissed him. Mouths opening, teeth clanking tongues meeting, dancing and Toma guided Jun’s hand to his crotch and Jun moaned at the hardening length under his fingertips as he rubbed the front of Toma’s pyjama pants.
Toma ‘s arms wound around him and brought him closer and closer until his stomach brushed against Toma’s eliciting a giggle out of the younger. Jun was embarrassed that their upper bodies weren’t even glued together for their stomachs to touch. Dammit he was fat and it was all Toma’s fault. Angry, Jun slid Toma’s pants and boxers down all at once and caressed his ass fingers starting explore further inside. Toma retracted hastily and Jun whined at the loss.
“What are you doing?”
“Prepping you.”
“Wait, you can’t be serious.”
“Why?”
“You can’t top!”
“Why not?” Jun was starting to get annoyed and it was a relief that his libido finally calmed down.
“You’re pregnant!”
“So?”
“You can’t take the weight of the sex! No heavy things remember?”
“Well I dance!”
“Swaying to country music is not dancing!”
“Well what do you want?”
“I top.”
“That’s what started this mess, no way!”
“I top or no sex.”
Jun looked crushed.
“Fine, Fine,” Toma softened, “I’ll just blow you,” He mumbled trying not to sound unhappy and express his own frustration.
Toma kissed down Jun’s neck and chest and torso and he spent a little more time than he usually does around his abs and in particular the swelling, but finally Toma hit home and his lips around the head of Jun’s cock.
Jun loved this sight, Toma’s head working between his legs and he loved this feeling of Toma’s mouth on his most sensitive part.
But as Toma wound him tighter and tighter he realized something with a sinking feeling, he wanted Toma...inside...of him.
He felt the telltale signs of the edge nearing and stopped himself again, gently using the fingers curled in Toma’s hair to pull him back up.
“Fuck me.” He half moaned and half whispered and the smile Toma treated him to was worth the bit of pride he let go then. Toma kissed him again and Jun’s hurt ego healed under Toma’s soft caresses and comforting nudges. Soon Jun was lying down on his side and Toma reached over him to the bedside table to get the lube and condom.
Toma was sitting in front of Jun and he reached a hand behind him to prep him, properly this time. He watched the different ways Jun’s face contorted as he moved his fingers, added another digit or used his free hand to tug on his cock and pinch his nipples.
“Don’t watch idiot!” Jun buried his face into the pillows and Toma grinned. He lay down facing him, brought their lower bodies closer until their erections bumped against each other and Jun’s face appeared out of the pillow with a gasp.
Before it could disappear at Toma’s cheeky grin again, Toma pressed their lips together. Bringing their bodies as close as possible without hurting Jun. They kissed softly, slowly languidly a sharp contrast to the way Toma’s fingers worked Jun furiously from behind. Jun started panting from the lack of breathing and simultaneous abuse to his prostate.
“How will you fuck me?”
And Toma seemed at a loss for a moment, laying Jun completely onto his back or stomach was banned and Toma couldn’t think he’d be able to adjust to half alleviated thrusts.
He thought for a long time and Jun waited patiently, fingers caressing his ass slowly almost contemplatively.
“I’ll spoon you.” And Toma quickly rolled over Jun and moulded his body against Jun’s before slipping in. Jun melted into him with a moan.
Toma set a slow rhythm partially because he as afraid something faster would hurt Jun and partially because the huge friction from the bed prevented him from going faster, one hand rested on Jun’s chest as the other caressed his erection. He used both to push Jun further into himself.
However, it was easier to get a good angle at this position and Toma found Jun’s spot much faster than usual. He kissed Jun’s shoulder through his moans and trembles and didn’t stop the slow rocking even though Jun said ‘Ow,’ a few times.
Toma would ask if he was okay though and Jun would bring up one of Toma’s hands upto his lips and push himself further back while kissing him.
Toma thrust in harder if not faster to heighten Jun’s pleasure and the latter moaned softly. Other than dirty talking Jun was more or less quiet on bed and so Toma didn’t worry, the shivers that ran through Jun’s body were more than enough to tell him he was enjoying this.
“More.”
Toma couldn’t help but grunt as he upped his pace a little. Both their hands unconsciously closed around Jun’s stomach. Although the change in pace had little affect on Toma it drove Jun wild and he came with a guttural groan and an almost incoherent, “So good.”
This posed a problem, because Toma was not yet there and without Jun’s moaning and the slow pace it didn’t seem like he would get there anytime soon. He pulled out reluctantly, his cock weeping and feeling cold and bereft. He barely stopped himself from just throwing sense out the window and slipping back inside Jun to fuck him like he wanted to.
Jun seemed a little confused when he asked, “Did you come?”
Toma kissed Jun and let him feel his erection against his thigh.
“Oh shit! You didn’t! I lost it didn’t I? My appeal? My prowess in bed? Dammit baby show respect for the things that made you.” Jun exclaimed angrily to his stomach.
“No, no, no. Jun you’re so sexy I can hardly stop myself from fucking the daylights out of you.” Jun blushed and so did Toma. Saying it was embarrassing but Jun needed to hear it if Toma wanted to avoid waterworks. Toma kissed Jun’s cheek and spooned him again, “I just don’t know enough about having sex during pregnancy thing. What if I do something to hurt you. How could we forget about researching on THIS?”
Toma sighed as he stroked Jun’s hair and kissed his temple before getting up, “Where are you going?” Jun asked looking back at Toma hastily.
Toma looked embarrassedly down to his toes, “To uh...take care of myself.” He finally muttered after a few moments of silence. Jun grabbed his wrist before slowly getting up.
Shit, he was losing his stamina.
He pulled Toma slowly to the edge of the bed spread his legs and settled on the floor between them. Toma’s eyes widened in shock as realization dawned on him, “Jun stop, you don’t have to!”
Jun rested his head on Toma’s thigh catching his breath and getting himself ready for the next bout of melodrama. He took a deep breath before turning wide puppy eyes to Toma, “You don’t want me anymore?” He whispered shakily.
Toma’s facial expression changed suddenly to something for feral, “Don’t provoke me Jun, I’ve been holding back for far too long.”
“Toma...”Jun whimpered as he felt the fingers in his hair tighten, Toma’s breath got heavier and Jun was relentless, “Please Toma, fuck me, hard. Just shove your cock down my mouth, make me swallow, please...” Jun whined softly fingers trailing dangerously close to Toma’s member but not touching.
But before Jun, King of Dirty Talk thought he had failed Toma took heed to his words and a cock was shoved into his mouth roughly.
Everyone has a bit of M and S in them Toma who played the usual role of M greatly cherished his rare bouts of S as did Jun. Toma really enjoyed Jun’s red cheeks and choked expression then as he held Jun’s head while thrusting in and out, dictating the pace. Jun got used to it pretty quickly and would open his mouth wider when Toma would thrust in and bring his lips closer to scrape his teeth against Toma’s cock when it moved out. Toma had a tight grip into Jun’s hair while Jun made small crescent shapes on his thighs where his nails dug in painfully.
When Jun started sucking Toma shoved in deeper than ever before and came. Jun choked and made a valiant effort to swallow it all.
Toma was panting, looking just about ready to fall back down onto the bed and Jun fell to the floor right onto his slight backside propping himself up with the palm of his hands
“Wow, I was seriously craving THAT. Can’t believe I mistook it as a craving for peaches.”
Toma rolled his eyes, “Craving what? Cock or Cum?”
Jun seemed to think for a while, “Your cock and cum.” He replied with a cheeky grin and Toma let out a shaky chuckle before joining Jun onto the floor, settling on his thighs carefully and kissing him passionately. Bouts of domination remaining as he gripped Jun’s hair, guiding him through the kiss. On Jun’s part his own bout of submission remained as he let Toma ravish his mouth just the way he wanted to and for as long as he wanted to.
Heck he was up for a second serving. The S&M play seriously worked him up...again.
A/N: That Came Out Quick As Well But Don't Hope Too Much Okay?
Chapter 7: You’re So Sexy, You Wind Me Up
Pairing: JunMa
Warning: Mpreg
Rating: Nc-17 (this chapter)
Summary: Toma gets Jun pregnant. Madness ensues.
Disclaimer: Pregnant Jun would be awesome but he actually isn’t
Past Chapters: Chapter 1:Shooting Stars are Inopportune Chapter 2:Something's Wrong When Jun Appreciates Toma's Cooking Chapter 3: I Don't Care How It Happened Chapter 4: My Baby Is Not Marrying Aiba Chapter 5: Jun's Revenge and Ohno's suffering. Chapter 6: I Want To Make You Feel Peachy
Jun scribbled down the recipe his mother gave him quickly and set off to work before Toma woke up and stopped him. If Toma wanted to feed his dog jam then Jun would make it like a good wife...uh...husband. Damn he was taking this pregnancy thing too seriously.
He peeled off the dented or blackened parts of the peaches nicely; handling each delicate fruit with love and care, wanting to make the best jam in the world for Toma and Jam.
He then cut up the peaches into fairly large pieces, added lime juice and he cleared off the counter to make a syrup to dress the peaches with. But as he picked up the bowl, his stomach lurched uncomfortably and his knees shook with weakness and the bowl cluttered to the floor as Jun followed. Even though the bowl was made of plastic and did not break, Jun dropped to the floor, his hands landing right beside the knife and he grazed his fingers against the blade and now blood was pouring out of it.
Jun felt nauseous as it was and after he saw the blood he just barely stopped himself from hurling right then and there. Unfortunately, the ruckus had successfully aroused the dead log from his sleep and he came running out.
Jun heard a loud curse before the knife disappeared from in front of him and the bowl and splattered peaches were pushed hastily aside. He was pulled into a strong embrace and Jun finally felt it safe to let out all his worries and he cried into Toma’s warm shoulder, clinging onto him tightly.
There was another loud curse Jun guessed when Toma saw his cut finger and then sudden warmth surrounded the stinging pain, a sensation he’d missed for months. Toma sucked on his finger and he was probably not trying to be provocative but this gesture was done to him so many times before for a completely different and dirty reason that Jun’s sex deprived body could not see it as anything but. Jun looked at Toma, wiping his tears and the sniffles died down as he started drooling over the pink lips satin soft and woolly-warm around his finger.
He saw his finger slide out painfully slow from between Toma’s lips, tongue lapping at his wound for good measure before his fingers were completely out and Jun half expected Toma’s to slide his lips back down in imitation of what he’d want to do to his cock later, but he didn’t. Instead Toma pulled Jun up, rubbed his shoulder comfortingly and lead him to the bedroom and seated him at the bed with perfectly normal intentions as Toma disappeared into the bathroom and came back out holding a first aid kit. He half wished Toma would have worn the slutty nurse costume Nino got them for New Year’s.
Toma took up his fingers again and applied a bit of peroxide before tying a bandage around it. He pressed a chaste kiss to the finger for the effect of a wholesome treatment.
Toma smiled at him and caressed his cheek and Jun bit back a moan Toma’s warm fingers positively burned against the delicate skin of his cheek.
“Don’t do anything stupid like that ever again.”
Jun nodded sullenly, suddenly the feeling of worthlessness washing over him again
“Why did you do it?”
Jun bit his lip before looking into Toma’s eyes beseechingly, “I just wanted to show you that I love you for being here and always taking care of me and I wanted to return the favour.”
Toma mouthed a ‘baka’ before pulling him back into his embrace and threading his fingers through his black tresses softly, “You’re already going through so much, I can’t do enough to make up for it. I love you.”
Jun started sniffling again. He wondered at himself, he was sporting a semi, how could he feel like crying now?
Toma tugged at his hair to tilt his face up and Jun was met with a slightly worried expression One gentle finger came upto to his cheeks and wiped the stray tears away.
“I’m just so glad, Toma that...that you won’t break up with me.”
Toma’s face scrunched up with confusion but Jun took no heed as he clutched Toma’s shirt tightly and buried his face into his chest sniffling and murmuring soft ‘I love you’s into it
Toma pulled Jun’s head up again and Jun once again faced Toma’s questioning gaze, “It’s because I’ve been such a troll and have been bossing you around and have become useless, stopping you from working, fat and ugly and you won’t have sex with me.” Jun’s voice broke at the last sentence and he drifted off into stifling sobs.
Toma chuckled despite try very hard not to, “You’ve always bossed me around.” But that only helped a fresh batch of tears to spill out and louder sobs erupted from Jun.
Toma sighed, Jun was dead serious.
He cupped Jun’s cheek with both of his hands so that Jun could not turn his red, blotchy face away anymore. “You’ve been wonderful and you are so freaking beautiful Jun I have a hard time controlling myself sometimes, this pregnancy thing seriously works and you glow and it’s like I can feel it from a mile away and you’re all I can think about wherever I am and...I always want to have sex with you.”
Jun let out a shaky breath as Toma closed the distance between their lips and kissed him sweetly. Despite it’s freakishly long time span, the kiss remained sweet and mostly chaste with Toma barely lapping at a corner of Jun’s lips.
When Toma retracted Jun looked at him discontentedly, clearly expecting the kiss to lead somewhere.
“What?” Toma asked at Jun’s intense pout and arm crossing.
“Well, have sex with me!”
“Wait, What? Now?”
“Yeah!”
“But you’re you’re...”
“What? Pregnant people don’t have sex? Oh come on you started it.”
“Me? But that kiss was so mild. Don’t blame me for your lack of self control!”
“It wasn’t the kiss! You were totally giving off “I want to suck your cock” vibes!”
“WHAT? That thought didn’t even cross my mind!” That wasn’t entirely true. Toma’s been wanting to do just what Jun has accused him of for the past two weeks but too afraid to push his delicated beloved into something he isn’t ready for, he didn’t do anything about that desire.
Jun brought up his bandaged finger in front of Toma’s face, looking just about ready to poke his eyes out. “You sucked most indecently.”
A flash of realization crossed Toma’s face before breaking out into a huge grin, “Oh honey, you forgot what indecent means.” Toma seemed to contemplate this for a while, “Let me remind you.” And smiling in a way that Jun was sure was provocative this time Toma grabbed his uninjured hand and popped Jun’s index finger into his mouth.
Sucking most most...Toma was right, Jun really had forgotten what indecent was. If he thought what Toma did before was indecent then this was downright inappropriate and unacceptable behaviour. But his cock loved this Toma, slurping around his finger with dilated pupils, wide innocent eyes looking up at him most cluelessly. Popping the finger out noisily Toma licked across Jun’s hand to his middle finger and popped that into his mouth and popped it back out before sliding his lips up and down its short length. Toma scraped his teeth a little and sucked on it as Jun lost all self control at the view of his finger disappearing in and out of Toma’s pretty pink mouth.
He pulled his fingers out in alarm when he felt orgasm looming, damn that would be too easy. He took off Toma’s T-shirt and hello, this wasn’t helping bring his libido come back under his control. When Jun started trembling with the will to not do anything to embarrass himself Toma took initiative. He clambered onto his knees to properly face Jun and kissed him. Mouths opening, teeth clanking tongues meeting, dancing and Toma guided Jun’s hand to his crotch and Jun moaned at the hardening length under his fingertips as he rubbed the front of Toma’s pyjama pants.
Toma ‘s arms wound around him and brought him closer and closer until his stomach brushed against Toma’s eliciting a giggle out of the younger. Jun was embarrassed that their upper bodies weren’t even glued together for their stomachs to touch. Dammit he was fat and it was all Toma’s fault. Angry, Jun slid Toma’s pants and boxers down all at once and caressed his ass fingers starting explore further inside. Toma retracted hastily and Jun whined at the loss.
“What are you doing?”
“Prepping you.”
“Wait, you can’t be serious.”
“Why?”
“You can’t top!”
“Why not?” Jun was starting to get annoyed and it was a relief that his libido finally calmed down.
“You’re pregnant!”
“So?”
“You can’t take the weight of the sex! No heavy things remember?”
“Well I dance!”
“Swaying to country music is not dancing!”
“Well what do you want?”
“I top.”
“That’s what started this mess, no way!”
“I top or no sex.”
Jun looked crushed.
“Fine, Fine,” Toma softened, “I’ll just blow you,” He mumbled trying not to sound unhappy and express his own frustration.
Toma kissed down Jun’s neck and chest and torso and he spent a little more time than he usually does around his abs and in particular the swelling, but finally Toma hit home and his lips around the head of Jun’s cock.
Jun loved this sight, Toma’s head working between his legs and he loved this feeling of Toma’s mouth on his most sensitive part.
But as Toma wound him tighter and tighter he realized something with a sinking feeling, he wanted Toma...inside...of him.
He felt the telltale signs of the edge nearing and stopped himself again, gently using the fingers curled in Toma’s hair to pull him back up.
“Fuck me.” He half moaned and half whispered and the smile Toma treated him to was worth the bit of pride he let go then. Toma kissed him again and Jun’s hurt ego healed under Toma’s soft caresses and comforting nudges. Soon Jun was lying down on his side and Toma reached over him to the bedside table to get the lube and condom.
Toma was sitting in front of Jun and he reached a hand behind him to prep him, properly this time. He watched the different ways Jun’s face contorted as he moved his fingers, added another digit or used his free hand to tug on his cock and pinch his nipples.
“Don’t watch idiot!” Jun buried his face into the pillows and Toma grinned. He lay down facing him, brought their lower bodies closer until their erections bumped against each other and Jun’s face appeared out of the pillow with a gasp.
Before it could disappear at Toma’s cheeky grin again, Toma pressed their lips together. Bringing their bodies as close as possible without hurting Jun. They kissed softly, slowly languidly a sharp contrast to the way Toma’s fingers worked Jun furiously from behind. Jun started panting from the lack of breathing and simultaneous abuse to his prostate.
“How will you fuck me?”
And Toma seemed at a loss for a moment, laying Jun completely onto his back or stomach was banned and Toma couldn’t think he’d be able to adjust to half alleviated thrusts.
He thought for a long time and Jun waited patiently, fingers caressing his ass slowly almost contemplatively.
“I’ll spoon you.” And Toma quickly rolled over Jun and moulded his body against Jun’s before slipping in. Jun melted into him with a moan.
Toma set a slow rhythm partially because he as afraid something faster would hurt Jun and partially because the huge friction from the bed prevented him from going faster, one hand rested on Jun’s chest as the other caressed his erection. He used both to push Jun further into himself.
However, it was easier to get a good angle at this position and Toma found Jun’s spot much faster than usual. He kissed Jun’s shoulder through his moans and trembles and didn’t stop the slow rocking even though Jun said ‘Ow,’ a few times.
Toma would ask if he was okay though and Jun would bring up one of Toma’s hands upto his lips and push himself further back while kissing him.
Toma thrust in harder if not faster to heighten Jun’s pleasure and the latter moaned softly. Other than dirty talking Jun was more or less quiet on bed and so Toma didn’t worry, the shivers that ran through Jun’s body were more than enough to tell him he was enjoying this.
“More.”
Toma couldn’t help but grunt as he upped his pace a little. Both their hands unconsciously closed around Jun’s stomach. Although the change in pace had little affect on Toma it drove Jun wild and he came with a guttural groan and an almost incoherent, “So good.”
This posed a problem, because Toma was not yet there and without Jun’s moaning and the slow pace it didn’t seem like he would get there anytime soon. He pulled out reluctantly, his cock weeping and feeling cold and bereft. He barely stopped himself from just throwing sense out the window and slipping back inside Jun to fuck him like he wanted to.
Jun seemed a little confused when he asked, “Did you come?”
Toma kissed Jun and let him feel his erection against his thigh.
“Oh shit! You didn’t! I lost it didn’t I? My appeal? My prowess in bed? Dammit baby show respect for the things that made you.” Jun exclaimed angrily to his stomach.
“No, no, no. Jun you’re so sexy I can hardly stop myself from fucking the daylights out of you.” Jun blushed and so did Toma. Saying it was embarrassing but Jun needed to hear it if Toma wanted to avoid waterworks. Toma kissed Jun’s cheek and spooned him again, “I just don’t know enough about having sex during pregnancy thing. What if I do something to hurt you. How could we forget about researching on THIS?”
Toma sighed as he stroked Jun’s hair and kissed his temple before getting up, “Where are you going?” Jun asked looking back at Toma hastily.
Toma looked embarrassedly down to his toes, “To uh...take care of myself.” He finally muttered after a few moments of silence. Jun grabbed his wrist before slowly getting up.
Shit, he was losing his stamina.
He pulled Toma slowly to the edge of the bed spread his legs and settled on the floor between them. Toma’s eyes widened in shock as realization dawned on him, “Jun stop, you don’t have to!”
Jun rested his head on Toma’s thigh catching his breath and getting himself ready for the next bout of melodrama. He took a deep breath before turning wide puppy eyes to Toma, “You don’t want me anymore?” He whispered shakily.
Toma’s facial expression changed suddenly to something for feral, “Don’t provoke me Jun, I’ve been holding back for far too long.”
“Toma...”Jun whimpered as he felt the fingers in his hair tighten, Toma’s breath got heavier and Jun was relentless, “Please Toma, fuck me, hard. Just shove your cock down my mouth, make me swallow, please...” Jun whined softly fingers trailing dangerously close to Toma’s member but not touching.
But before Jun, King of Dirty Talk thought he had failed Toma took heed to his words and a cock was shoved into his mouth roughly.
Everyone has a bit of M and S in them Toma who played the usual role of M greatly cherished his rare bouts of S as did Jun. Toma really enjoyed Jun’s red cheeks and choked expression then as he held Jun’s head while thrusting in and out, dictating the pace. Jun got used to it pretty quickly and would open his mouth wider when Toma would thrust in and bring his lips closer to scrape his teeth against Toma’s cock when it moved out. Toma had a tight grip into Jun’s hair while Jun made small crescent shapes on his thighs where his nails dug in painfully.
When Jun started sucking Toma shoved in deeper than ever before and came. Jun choked and made a valiant effort to swallow it all.
Toma was panting, looking just about ready to fall back down onto the bed and Jun fell to the floor right onto his slight backside propping himself up with the palm of his hands
“Wow, I was seriously craving THAT. Can’t believe I mistook it as a craving for peaches.”
Toma rolled his eyes, “Craving what? Cock or Cum?”
Jun seemed to think for a while, “Your cock and cum.” He replied with a cheeky grin and Toma let out a shaky chuckle before joining Jun onto the floor, settling on his thighs carefully and kissing him passionately. Bouts of domination remaining as he gripped Jun’s hair, guiding him through the kiss. On Jun’s part his own bout of submission remained as he let Toma ravish his mouth just the way he wanted to and for as long as he wanted to.
Heck he was up for a second serving. The S&M play seriously worked him up...again.
A/N: That Came Out Quick As Well But Don't Hope Too Much Okay?