Temptation [PoT]
Title: Temptation
Author: Tzusuki
Pairing: BeKami (Atobe Keigo x Kamio Akira)
Rating: NC-17, plain PWP
Requester: anestel and angel_katchan
Disclaimer: I don't own it, all is to Takeshi Konomi (whom is a genius). I make no money whatsoever by writing this!
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Atobe Keigo sighed, wiping sweat off of his forehead, this summer came with unbearable heat, even if he had a good air conditioner it didn’t help him from sticking to the fabric of the couch, damned heat.
“I’m getting something to drink.” the voice of his lover Kamio Akira called to him, the red head getting up from the chair beside the couch, scampering to the mini fridge in the living room, starting to search for soda.
The Hyoutei captain’s eyes followed the other carefully, hungrily running over the smaller boy’s body, barely hidden behind a black, thin wife beater shirt and impossibly small shorts.
“Do you want anything Keigo?” Kamio asked, bending over to check the lower shelves for a light snack, the shorts pulling tighter over the pert bottom.
Without making much noise, Atobe had gotten up from the couch he had been sitting on and up behind his lover, startling him by grasping the slim hips and pulled him tight to his groin.
“I’d like you.” Atobe purred heatedly, smirking as he felt the red head rub up against his crotch before he straightened once more.
They moved back to the couch, Kamio licking his lips once Atobe divested him of his top and shorts, then spread out contently like a cat on the couch, patting his own groin.
It was clear what the flamboyant boy wanted, Kamio’s eager hand quickly undid the zipper and button to his lovers shorts and pulled them down.
Freeing his treat he leaned down slowly licking along the long, pulsing organ, sucking softly on the tip before engulfing the entire shaft into his mouth.
“Akira.” Atobe moaned, reaching down to grasp the red locks, watching pleased as the others head went up and down along his aching cock.
Kamio smirked, knowing Atobe never had any patience what so ever, so after a bit of teasing and making sure the stiff length were wet enough, he sat up, straddling his lovers lap positioning himself just right, knowing damn well Atobe could manage taking him dry.
“I don’t like this, ahnn..” Atobe husked in protest though, watching his cock slowly disappear into his lovers hot passage, taking a deep breath once he was fully seated inside.
“Neither do you have patience.” Kamio stated, licking his lips slowly he braced his hands on the others chest and the slowly bucked, riding Atobe’s cock like he was made for it.
“You know Ore-sama so well.” Atobe chuckled, one hand now resting on a slim hip while the other closed around the red heads leaking cock, stroking it rapidly.
“As you know me.” Kamio mewled throwing his head back and sped up, his walls tightening sharply around the captain’s cock.
Both moaned with release a moment later as orgasm took them over.
Later the two continued on like before, watching the old tape where Atobe defeated Tezuka Kunimitsu, while sharing a can of cherry cola.
THE END
Author: Tzusuki
Pairing: BeKami (Atobe Keigo x Kamio Akira)
Rating: NC-17, plain PWP
Requester: anestel and angel_katchan
Disclaimer: I don't own it, all is to Takeshi Konomi (whom is a genius). I make no money whatsoever by writing this!
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Atobe Keigo sighed, wiping sweat off of his forehead, this summer came with unbearable heat, even if he had a good air conditioner it didn’t help him from sticking to the fabric of the couch, damned heat.
“I’m getting something to drink.” the voice of his lover Kamio Akira called to him, the red head getting up from the chair beside the couch, scampering to the mini fridge in the living room, starting to search for soda.
The Hyoutei captain’s eyes followed the other carefully, hungrily running over the smaller boy’s body, barely hidden behind a black, thin wife beater shirt and impossibly small shorts.
“Do you want anything Keigo?” Kamio asked, bending over to check the lower shelves for a light snack, the shorts pulling tighter over the pert bottom.
Without making much noise, Atobe had gotten up from the couch he had been sitting on and up behind his lover, startling him by grasping the slim hips and pulled him tight to his groin.
“I’d like you.” Atobe purred heatedly, smirking as he felt the red head rub up against his crotch before he straightened once more.
They moved back to the couch, Kamio licking his lips once Atobe divested him of his top and shorts, then spread out contently like a cat on the couch, patting his own groin.
It was clear what the flamboyant boy wanted, Kamio’s eager hand quickly undid the zipper and button to his lovers shorts and pulled them down.
Freeing his treat he leaned down slowly licking along the long, pulsing organ, sucking softly on the tip before engulfing the entire shaft into his mouth.
“Akira.” Atobe moaned, reaching down to grasp the red locks, watching pleased as the others head went up and down along his aching cock.
Kamio smirked, knowing Atobe never had any patience what so ever, so after a bit of teasing and making sure the stiff length were wet enough, he sat up, straddling his lovers lap positioning himself just right, knowing damn well Atobe could manage taking him dry.
“I don’t like this, ahnn..” Atobe husked in protest though, watching his cock slowly disappear into his lovers hot passage, taking a deep breath once he was fully seated inside.
“Neither do you have patience.” Kamio stated, licking his lips slowly he braced his hands on the others chest and the slowly bucked, riding Atobe’s cock like he was made for it.
“You know Ore-sama so well.” Atobe chuckled, one hand now resting on a slim hip while the other closed around the red heads leaking cock, stroking it rapidly.
“As you know me.” Kamio mewled throwing his head back and sped up, his walls tightening sharply around the captain’s cock.
Both moaned with release a moment later as orgasm took them over.
Later the two continued on like before, watching the old tape where Atobe defeated Tezuka Kunimitsu, while sharing a can of cherry cola.
THE END