The Morning After
Title: The Morning After.
Genre: Smut, Fluff?, Oneshot
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Oral, Anal, M/M
Pairing: KyoxToshiya
Summary: The morning after a night Toshiya and Kyo spend together.
Notes: A bit fluffier than my usual stuff, but plenty of smut still :D Inspired by the 1st and 5th images HERE
Kyo’s POV
I turn slightly in my swivel chair as I hear the soft rustling of sheets behind me. I can’t help the little smile that slips onto my face as I watch Toshiya begin to stir and stretch from the confines of my comforter and bed. The early sun peaks through the dark curtains I use to keep my room as black as night. But I cannot find myself willing to complain about the sun’s rays creeping into my room as that ancient light strikes beautifully across Toshiya’s back, creating intricate shadows against the plains of his milky skin. I watch intently as he groans and stretches the sleep from his muscles, making the light dance and sway across his body with every movement. It’s breathtaking.
I could write a thousand verses using just this moment. But that would sully it. It would make this fleeting moment of happiness trite. So I lay my pen back down on my notepad resting on my desk. The little clink of pen to paper seems to alert Toshiya to my whereabouts and he turns to look sleepily at me.
“Hey.” He drawls lowly at me, a shy smile on his lips.
“Hey.” I reply more confidently, having been up for several hours now. And having already processed the situation and come to terms with it.
He makes a show of popping his back, twisting in every which direction and moaning with every crack and pop of his upper body. It brings my mind back to the night before, the way he contorted his body around mine, the way he gasped and groaned into my ear. The man is certainty limber. I immediately drive my thoughts away from this one-way track to an embarrassing erection.
“You woke up just in time, I made coffee.” I interrupt his morning ritual.
Toshiya turns to look at me again, a little more coherent now with the sluggishness of unconsciousness leaving him.
“What are you doing up so early? Writing?” He asks me as he nods his head towards my cluttered desk I am currently leaning back on in only a pair of boxers.
“Yeah, I don’t sleep like I used to…” I trail off as I stand up from the chair and grab the two cups of steaming coffee I poured just ten minutes before Toshiya woke. Living with him for months on a bus had its advantages, I know he wakes up at the same time every morning, no matter the previous nights festivities. “Just the way you like it…”
I hand over the cup of coffee made specifically for him, that in my mind doesn’t justify as anything remotely close to coffee. How he drinks it with that much milk and sugar and not go into a diabetic coma I will never know.
“Thanks!” He says cheerfully and I only nod and sip my black coffee, enjoying the bitter warmth invading my senses. Again I can’t help thinking back to the night before. The warmth of Toshiya’s body as he wrapped those long limbs possessively around me. The bitter taste of his seed as he came in my mouth, and the smooth way it slid down my throat. I mentally slap myself and sit back down, stealing glances at the naked man in my bed.
For his part Toshiya just enjoys his coffee as he looks around my bedroom like it’s the first time he’s ever been in here. His eyes linger on various objects scattered around and yet he avoids looking even remotely in my general direction. He’s stalling.
I never anticipated this awkwardness between us. We fell into each other’s arms so easily, fit together perfectly and shared a night of real passion I know I haven’t experienced in a long time. And yet here we are, the morning after and can’t even look at each other. I don’t like it.
“Toshiya.” I try to draw his attention.
“Hmmm?” He murmurs as he gazes intently at my dvd collection.
“Toshiya, look at me.” I say a little more demandingly.
He looks me square in the eye for the first time this morning and I see it, the questions, the uncertainty, the ‘what happens now’ look. I bite my bottom lip, not knowing the best way to proceed. Instead of thinking too much on it I bluntly lay it all out.
“Toshiya, we fucked last night.” I stare levelly at him. He seems a little shocked at my forwardness.
“Y-yeah…I know” Toshiya’s face heats up some and he stares down into his coffee cup. I sigh, slightly annoyed at his juvenile behavior for a 34 year old.
“Haven’t you ever fucked someone before?” I ask blandly.
“Of course!” He looks up slightly offended. I chuckle.
“Then why are you acting like I just took your virginity on prom night and are now regretting it?” I smirk, letting him know I am only teasing.
“I…I just wasn’t sure how you would feel about it.” Toshiya explains before taking another gulp of his coffee.
“Did you enjoy last night?”
“Y-yes…quite a bit.” He answers in a mumble around the cup still pressed to his lips.
“I know you did, you screamed my name so loud I’m surprised my neighbors didn’t call the cops.” I respond cockily with a cheeky grin.
“Yeah well you are pretty good with your hands…” Toshiya supplies with a smile and I know we will be okay, whatever the outcome of our night’s escapade.
“And you have a pretty wicked tongue.” I smirk as Toshiya chokes on his coffee.
“Heh, thanks…I’m sorry I just - I dunno, I guess I just never thought I’d get to do this with you.”
I am a little taken aback by the subtle confession. He didn’t say he thought he would never have sex with me, but that he would never get to have sex with me. There is a big difference there. I realize quickly that Toshiya thinks this meant nothing to me while it certainly meant something to him. He’s afraid of rejection. Despite being famous for my words, I know action right now is the only thing that will convey what I really feel.
I place my half empty coffee cup on my table and stand to move back to my bed. Toshiya looks up at me confused as I reach out for the cup clenched in his hands. I remove the coffee mug and place it on my bedside table before kneeling on the bed next to him. He looks up at me with wide and uncertain eyes as I bring my hand to his face. His eyes almost plead with me, to stop or continue, I don’t know.
Rubbing my thumb slightly across the stubble on his cheek I can’t help thinking how beautiful he is. How much I wish this to be a permanent arrangement. How perfect he looks sitting among my sheets. But I am too cynical to believe something so wonderful would ever last. I decide to take what I can while I still have it.
I simply close my eyes and dip down to claim his lips. He tastes so sweet from the coffee flavored sugar. Last night’s passion seems to flow from me as I deepen the kiss. Spurred on by Toshiya’s little gasp of pleasure-laced surprise I move closer, pushing him back down into my bed. He moans into the kiss and sneaks his tongue out to play blissfully with mine. It feels more innocent and explorative than the previous night’s lust filled desires. I groan and trap him between me and the bed, my body pushing hard against his in a show of dominance.
Toshiya bucks up into me, his already hard cock rubbing sensually against my leg. I have to break the kiss to pant out a curse at the wondrous feel of the velvet skin of his prick stroking against the sensitive inside of my thigh and catching in the bottom of my silk boxers.
“Fuck…” I whisper harshly and look down into Toshiya’s eyes. He’s needy, so wanton. But there is also hesitancy behind the lust that darkens his eyes. I know what he is going to say, but wait for him to voice it while I rock slowly and deliberately against him. I want him to know how much I crave him, how much my cock is aching for what our bodies are promising each other.
I watch with amusement as Toshiya pants slightly, trying to catch his breath from the increase in arousal and blood coursing through his veins. I smirk knowing I put it there. But then he grabs low on my hips, stopping my movements with strong hands. I wait, knowing he needs to say it.
“K-Kyo, we shouldn’t…I mean we can’t…what will they think, we -“
“I know.” I cut him off, seeing the frustration and anger I feel as well for our situation. Why we can’t have what we both so obviously want. “I know. Just one more time. No one will know but us.”
“It’ll only make it worse, Kyo.”
“Well it’s a good thing I am a masochist then.” I smile, but Toshiya frowns. I bend down and kiss his pouting lips again. I lick his bottom lip as I pull away and watch his eyes cloud over with desire. “Give me something to write about Totchi.”
His eyes widen a fraction before he brings his calloused hands up to thread through my blonde hair tentatively then like a gulf wind swept over him he fists my over processed locks and drags me back down to his mouth. He devours me, leaving me breathless and dizzy as he consumes me. I groan and return the favor in kind, pining him forcefully to the bed and shifting to straddle his hips, trapping his hard length within the silk between my legs.
I gasp into his mouth when he wraps a long, lean leg around my lower back, angling his cock to rub up against my clothed and weeping erection. The friction is maddening and I feel both sides of my boxers getting moist from the precum that drips excitedly from our flesh. As much as I relish the smooth, cool silk clinging to my dick, I want the warmth and sensualizism that can only come from two naked cocks touching.
As if reading my mind, one of Toshiya’s hands slip down from my hair and travel the length of my spine, making me arch up into the wandering touch. He goes straight to my ass, forcing his nimble fingers past my waistband to squeeze my heated skin beneath the boxers. I groan and move to bite and suck on his neck and jawline. He squeezes harder before both of his hands are working at pulling the material from my hips. I wiggle around to help him remove them completely while working down lower to play with a pert little nipple, tonguing the bud to hardness. My other hand tweaks and pinches its twin, drawing the most delicious sounds from Toshiya’s mouth.
I can’t help myself and bite down harshly onto the tender nub, earning myself a yelp of protest followed by a hard slap on the ass. I growl a warning at him before licking at the abused nipple in an apology. I pull away and sit up, marveling at the flush and lust displayed across my bassist’s face. Never taking my eyes off his I grab both of our needy cocks and begin to pump us together with a slow pace. Toshiya gasps when our bare lengths touch and his hand immediately goes to squeeze our balls together while I stroke, moaning and cursing.
Pleasure shoots to my very core as Toshiya kneads our sacks together. He pants and thrusts up into my hand. I know he wants to cum, but I don’t want him in ecstasy until my cock empties itself so deep inside his ass he can taste it. While I continue to jerk us off at a gallingly slow speed my unoccupied hand goes to his mouth. I smooth my index and middle finger against his plush and panting lips. Toshiya’s eyes narrow in lust as he darts his tongue out to wet the tips of my curious fingers before drawing them inside his mouth with a groan. I moan and thrust into his cock in my hand as he sucks my fingers with enthusiasm. I reluctantly stop my hand job to pull Toshiya’s leg s apart, opening him up to me. I push back the thought that this will never happen again and distract myself by sweeping down and taking his leaking cock fully into my mouth.
Toshiya cries out in bliss around my fingers before he sucks harder on them, taking my long fingers down to the last knuckle. I mimic his mouth’s actions on his cock making him mummer and hum around my hand. Our erections are heavy and throbbing in my palm again and I want nothing more than to sink deep into his sweet little hole. Abruptly I jerk my hand from his lips and thrust both fingers up his quivering asshole. Toshiya screams in earnest and slams his hips down onto my fingers. I stretch and work the still loose muscles while my mouth stays busy with his cock. Two large and strong hands fist themselves into my hair and force me take him deeper.
“F-fuck…yes Kyo, god, yes!” I smirk around my mouthful of twitching cock at Toshiya’s shameless cries. I angle my fingers up and catch the tip of his prostate and a huge glob of pre spurts down my throat as Toshiya gasps in heated surprise. I pull back quickly, detangling myself from Toshiya’s insistent hands and swallow my reward of a job well done.
“You ready for me?” I ask breathlessly as I position myself between his spread thighs proud cock. He only manages a nod of affirmation. I lick my lips and brush the head of my throbbing length across his entrance. “Tell me you are mine…”
Toshiya’s hole spasms at my light touch and clenches in excitement at my demand, trying to draw me inside.
“Yours…always yours, Kyo…” Toshiya replies through heady moans.
“Always, Toshiya.” I whisper before grabbing a hold of those jerking hips and thrust hard, sheathing myself completely within Toshiya’s tight heat. He cries out in abandon and arches up towards me. I meet him halfway and crush our lips together, pouring every unspoken emotion and desire into the dire kiss.
We become frantic, needing to touch and grope every inch of each other. I feel his hands on my face, running through my hair, grabbing my hips, scratching down my back, squeezing my ass and pulling me impossibly closer to his body. I thrust into him with vigor as my own fingers dance across his flushed skin trying to remember every dip and curve. When we finally pull away from our desperate kiss it’s only to breathe and moan in pleasure.
I move to straddle my arms on either side of his head giving me better leverage to drive into him while being able to watch the deluge of pleasure sweep across Toshiya’s beautiful face. I want to memorize every line and wrinkle when his face contorts in bliss and mouth opens in a silent plea for more with every thrust. He begins a mantra consisting of solely of “Kyo” and “fuck” and my resolve begins to break.
Toshiya latches his legs around me, pulling me in deeper and forcing my weary muscles to move quicker. He is ready to cum. I can feel it in the way his asshole clenches around me and his cock twitches against my belly.
“Fuck, Kyo! Please! Make me cum, Kyo!” I nearly loose my mind with his demanding plea to take him to the height of blissfulness.
I reach down and grab his pulsing cock just waiting to explode. I roll my palm across the tip, coating my hand in his warm juices before stroking him hard with every offbeat of my frantic hips. His body clenches around mine before he spasms with the force of his orgasm. My hand moves faster along his shaft, trying to prolong his pleasure as I feel my own loins tighten and that almighty euphoria wash over me as I spill myself completely in Toshiya’s ass. His hole tightens around my pulsing cock and warmth envelopes me as Toshiya cries out my name loudly and hits a second peak of ecstasy. I pant and curse as I ride out my own orgasm while burring my face in the crook of his neck and sweaty hair.
No longer able to support myself I collapse onto Toshiya’s chest, content to stay there forever. As I pull out of him carefully I trail little kisses against his neck and jaw. I feel him smile against my lips as he wraps an arm around me, pulling me securely against him. I look up at his face and realize his smile isn’t happy, but sad and his eyes seem so far off.
I touch a hand to his warm cheek to bring his mind back. His sad smile drops as he looks at me.
“How am I supposed to let you go after this, Kyo?”
I stare at him for an endless moment before drawing him down to me for a chaste kiss. When we part I cannot answer his question because the same one is haunting my mind. Instead I rest my head on his chest and begin to fall asleep to the rhythmic sound of Toshiya’s heart beating. I just want a few more hours of happiness.
END
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Genre: Smut, Fluff?, Oneshot
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Oral, Anal, M/M
Pairing: KyoxToshiya
Summary: The morning after a night Toshiya and Kyo spend together.
Notes: A bit fluffier than my usual stuff, but plenty of smut still :D Inspired by the 1st and 5th images HERE
Kyo’s POV
I turn slightly in my swivel chair as I hear the soft rustling of sheets behind me. I can’t help the little smile that slips onto my face as I watch Toshiya begin to stir and stretch from the confines of my comforter and bed. The early sun peaks through the dark curtains I use to keep my room as black as night. But I cannot find myself willing to complain about the sun’s rays creeping into my room as that ancient light strikes beautifully across Toshiya’s back, creating intricate shadows against the plains of his milky skin. I watch intently as he groans and stretches the sleep from his muscles, making the light dance and sway across his body with every movement. It’s breathtaking.
I could write a thousand verses using just this moment. But that would sully it. It would make this fleeting moment of happiness trite. So I lay my pen back down on my notepad resting on my desk. The little clink of pen to paper seems to alert Toshiya to my whereabouts and he turns to look sleepily at me.
“Hey.” He drawls lowly at me, a shy smile on his lips.
“Hey.” I reply more confidently, having been up for several hours now. And having already processed the situation and come to terms with it.
He makes a show of popping his back, twisting in every which direction and moaning with every crack and pop of his upper body. It brings my mind back to the night before, the way he contorted his body around mine, the way he gasped and groaned into my ear. The man is certainty limber. I immediately drive my thoughts away from this one-way track to an embarrassing erection.
“You woke up just in time, I made coffee.” I interrupt his morning ritual.
Toshiya turns to look at me again, a little more coherent now with the sluggishness of unconsciousness leaving him.
“What are you doing up so early? Writing?” He asks me as he nods his head towards my cluttered desk I am currently leaning back on in only a pair of boxers.
“Yeah, I don’t sleep like I used to…” I trail off as I stand up from the chair and grab the two cups of steaming coffee I poured just ten minutes before Toshiya woke. Living with him for months on a bus had its advantages, I know he wakes up at the same time every morning, no matter the previous nights festivities. “Just the way you like it…”
I hand over the cup of coffee made specifically for him, that in my mind doesn’t justify as anything remotely close to coffee. How he drinks it with that much milk and sugar and not go into a diabetic coma I will never know.
“Thanks!” He says cheerfully and I only nod and sip my black coffee, enjoying the bitter warmth invading my senses. Again I can’t help thinking back to the night before. The warmth of Toshiya’s body as he wrapped those long limbs possessively around me. The bitter taste of his seed as he came in my mouth, and the smooth way it slid down my throat. I mentally slap myself and sit back down, stealing glances at the naked man in my bed.
For his part Toshiya just enjoys his coffee as he looks around my bedroom like it’s the first time he’s ever been in here. His eyes linger on various objects scattered around and yet he avoids looking even remotely in my general direction. He’s stalling.
I never anticipated this awkwardness between us. We fell into each other’s arms so easily, fit together perfectly and shared a night of real passion I know I haven’t experienced in a long time. And yet here we are, the morning after and can’t even look at each other. I don’t like it.
“Toshiya.” I try to draw his attention.
“Hmmm?” He murmurs as he gazes intently at my dvd collection.
“Toshiya, look at me.” I say a little more demandingly.
He looks me square in the eye for the first time this morning and I see it, the questions, the uncertainty, the ‘what happens now’ look. I bite my bottom lip, not knowing the best way to proceed. Instead of thinking too much on it I bluntly lay it all out.
“Toshiya, we fucked last night.” I stare levelly at him. He seems a little shocked at my forwardness.
“Y-yeah…I know” Toshiya’s face heats up some and he stares down into his coffee cup. I sigh, slightly annoyed at his juvenile behavior for a 34 year old.
“Haven’t you ever fucked someone before?” I ask blandly.
“Of course!” He looks up slightly offended. I chuckle.
“Then why are you acting like I just took your virginity on prom night and are now regretting it?” I smirk, letting him know I am only teasing.
“I…I just wasn’t sure how you would feel about it.” Toshiya explains before taking another gulp of his coffee.
“Did you enjoy last night?”
“Y-yes…quite a bit.” He answers in a mumble around the cup still pressed to his lips.
“I know you did, you screamed my name so loud I’m surprised my neighbors didn’t call the cops.” I respond cockily with a cheeky grin.
“Yeah well you are pretty good with your hands…” Toshiya supplies with a smile and I know we will be okay, whatever the outcome of our night’s escapade.
“And you have a pretty wicked tongue.” I smirk as Toshiya chokes on his coffee.
“Heh, thanks…I’m sorry I just - I dunno, I guess I just never thought I’d get to do this with you.”
I am a little taken aback by the subtle confession. He didn’t say he thought he would never have sex with me, but that he would never get to have sex with me. There is a big difference there. I realize quickly that Toshiya thinks this meant nothing to me while it certainly meant something to him. He’s afraid of rejection. Despite being famous for my words, I know action right now is the only thing that will convey what I really feel.
I place my half empty coffee cup on my table and stand to move back to my bed. Toshiya looks up at me confused as I reach out for the cup clenched in his hands. I remove the coffee mug and place it on my bedside table before kneeling on the bed next to him. He looks up at me with wide and uncertain eyes as I bring my hand to his face. His eyes almost plead with me, to stop or continue, I don’t know.
Rubbing my thumb slightly across the stubble on his cheek I can’t help thinking how beautiful he is. How much I wish this to be a permanent arrangement. How perfect he looks sitting among my sheets. But I am too cynical to believe something so wonderful would ever last. I decide to take what I can while I still have it.
I simply close my eyes and dip down to claim his lips. He tastes so sweet from the coffee flavored sugar. Last night’s passion seems to flow from me as I deepen the kiss. Spurred on by Toshiya’s little gasp of pleasure-laced surprise I move closer, pushing him back down into my bed. He moans into the kiss and sneaks his tongue out to play blissfully with mine. It feels more innocent and explorative than the previous night’s lust filled desires. I groan and trap him between me and the bed, my body pushing hard against his in a show of dominance.
Toshiya bucks up into me, his already hard cock rubbing sensually against my leg. I have to break the kiss to pant out a curse at the wondrous feel of the velvet skin of his prick stroking against the sensitive inside of my thigh and catching in the bottom of my silk boxers.
“Fuck…” I whisper harshly and look down into Toshiya’s eyes. He’s needy, so wanton. But there is also hesitancy behind the lust that darkens his eyes. I know what he is going to say, but wait for him to voice it while I rock slowly and deliberately against him. I want him to know how much I crave him, how much my cock is aching for what our bodies are promising each other.
I watch with amusement as Toshiya pants slightly, trying to catch his breath from the increase in arousal and blood coursing through his veins. I smirk knowing I put it there. But then he grabs low on my hips, stopping my movements with strong hands. I wait, knowing he needs to say it.
“K-Kyo, we shouldn’t…I mean we can’t…what will they think, we -“
“I know.” I cut him off, seeing the frustration and anger I feel as well for our situation. Why we can’t have what we both so obviously want. “I know. Just one more time. No one will know but us.”
“It’ll only make it worse, Kyo.”
“Well it’s a good thing I am a masochist then.” I smile, but Toshiya frowns. I bend down and kiss his pouting lips again. I lick his bottom lip as I pull away and watch his eyes cloud over with desire. “Give me something to write about Totchi.”
His eyes widen a fraction before he brings his calloused hands up to thread through my blonde hair tentatively then like a gulf wind swept over him he fists my over processed locks and drags me back down to his mouth. He devours me, leaving me breathless and dizzy as he consumes me. I groan and return the favor in kind, pining him forcefully to the bed and shifting to straddle his hips, trapping his hard length within the silk between my legs.
I gasp into his mouth when he wraps a long, lean leg around my lower back, angling his cock to rub up against my clothed and weeping erection. The friction is maddening and I feel both sides of my boxers getting moist from the precum that drips excitedly from our flesh. As much as I relish the smooth, cool silk clinging to my dick, I want the warmth and sensualizism that can only come from two naked cocks touching.
As if reading my mind, one of Toshiya’s hands slip down from my hair and travel the length of my spine, making me arch up into the wandering touch. He goes straight to my ass, forcing his nimble fingers past my waistband to squeeze my heated skin beneath the boxers. I groan and move to bite and suck on his neck and jawline. He squeezes harder before both of his hands are working at pulling the material from my hips. I wiggle around to help him remove them completely while working down lower to play with a pert little nipple, tonguing the bud to hardness. My other hand tweaks and pinches its twin, drawing the most delicious sounds from Toshiya’s mouth.
I can’t help myself and bite down harshly onto the tender nub, earning myself a yelp of protest followed by a hard slap on the ass. I growl a warning at him before licking at the abused nipple in an apology. I pull away and sit up, marveling at the flush and lust displayed across my bassist’s face. Never taking my eyes off his I grab both of our needy cocks and begin to pump us together with a slow pace. Toshiya gasps when our bare lengths touch and his hand immediately goes to squeeze our balls together while I stroke, moaning and cursing.
Pleasure shoots to my very core as Toshiya kneads our sacks together. He pants and thrusts up into my hand. I know he wants to cum, but I don’t want him in ecstasy until my cock empties itself so deep inside his ass he can taste it. While I continue to jerk us off at a gallingly slow speed my unoccupied hand goes to his mouth. I smooth my index and middle finger against his plush and panting lips. Toshiya’s eyes narrow in lust as he darts his tongue out to wet the tips of my curious fingers before drawing them inside his mouth with a groan. I moan and thrust into his cock in my hand as he sucks my fingers with enthusiasm. I reluctantly stop my hand job to pull Toshiya’s leg s apart, opening him up to me. I push back the thought that this will never happen again and distract myself by sweeping down and taking his leaking cock fully into my mouth.
Toshiya cries out in bliss around my fingers before he sucks harder on them, taking my long fingers down to the last knuckle. I mimic his mouth’s actions on his cock making him mummer and hum around my hand. Our erections are heavy and throbbing in my palm again and I want nothing more than to sink deep into his sweet little hole. Abruptly I jerk my hand from his lips and thrust both fingers up his quivering asshole. Toshiya screams in earnest and slams his hips down onto my fingers. I stretch and work the still loose muscles while my mouth stays busy with his cock. Two large and strong hands fist themselves into my hair and force me take him deeper.
“F-fuck…yes Kyo, god, yes!” I smirk around my mouthful of twitching cock at Toshiya’s shameless cries. I angle my fingers up and catch the tip of his prostate and a huge glob of pre spurts down my throat as Toshiya gasps in heated surprise. I pull back quickly, detangling myself from Toshiya’s insistent hands and swallow my reward of a job well done.
“You ready for me?” I ask breathlessly as I position myself between his spread thighs proud cock. He only manages a nod of affirmation. I lick my lips and brush the head of my throbbing length across his entrance. “Tell me you are mine…”
Toshiya’s hole spasms at my light touch and clenches in excitement at my demand, trying to draw me inside.
“Yours…always yours, Kyo…” Toshiya replies through heady moans.
“Always, Toshiya.” I whisper before grabbing a hold of those jerking hips and thrust hard, sheathing myself completely within Toshiya’s tight heat. He cries out in abandon and arches up towards me. I meet him halfway and crush our lips together, pouring every unspoken emotion and desire into the dire kiss.
We become frantic, needing to touch and grope every inch of each other. I feel his hands on my face, running through my hair, grabbing my hips, scratching down my back, squeezing my ass and pulling me impossibly closer to his body. I thrust into him with vigor as my own fingers dance across his flushed skin trying to remember every dip and curve. When we finally pull away from our desperate kiss it’s only to breathe and moan in pleasure.
I move to straddle my arms on either side of his head giving me better leverage to drive into him while being able to watch the deluge of pleasure sweep across Toshiya’s beautiful face. I want to memorize every line and wrinkle when his face contorts in bliss and mouth opens in a silent plea for more with every thrust. He begins a mantra consisting of solely of “Kyo” and “fuck” and my resolve begins to break.
Toshiya latches his legs around me, pulling me in deeper and forcing my weary muscles to move quicker. He is ready to cum. I can feel it in the way his asshole clenches around me and his cock twitches against my belly.
“Fuck, Kyo! Please! Make me cum, Kyo!” I nearly loose my mind with his demanding plea to take him to the height of blissfulness.
I reach down and grab his pulsing cock just waiting to explode. I roll my palm across the tip, coating my hand in his warm juices before stroking him hard with every offbeat of my frantic hips. His body clenches around mine before he spasms with the force of his orgasm. My hand moves faster along his shaft, trying to prolong his pleasure as I feel my own loins tighten and that almighty euphoria wash over me as I spill myself completely in Toshiya’s ass. His hole tightens around my pulsing cock and warmth envelopes me as Toshiya cries out my name loudly and hits a second peak of ecstasy. I pant and curse as I ride out my own orgasm while burring my face in the crook of his neck and sweaty hair.
No longer able to support myself I collapse onto Toshiya’s chest, content to stay there forever. As I pull out of him carefully I trail little kisses against his neck and jaw. I feel him smile against my lips as he wraps an arm around me, pulling me securely against him. I look up at his face and realize his smile isn’t happy, but sad and his eyes seem so far off.
I touch a hand to his warm cheek to bring his mind back. His sad smile drops as he looks at me.
“How am I supposed to let you go after this, Kyo?”
I stare at him for an endless moment before drawing him down to me for a chaste kiss. When we part I cannot answer his question because the same one is haunting my mind. Instead I rest my head on his chest and begin to fall asleep to the rhythmic sound of Toshiya’s heart beating. I just want a few more hours of happiness.
END
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