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yuuta cups inumaki’s chin in his hands, holding the smaller boys hips. he gently guides him to grind against the leg of his pants, leaning in to kiss the tattooed boys lips.
he’s missed this. during his time in africa, the only thing he thought about on late nights was toge and when he’d be able to see him again.
unfortunately, he came back to his boyfriend not in the best condition. though, he’d keep his cool in front of him. not wanting to scare him.
many knew of their close relationship, though didn’t quite know if they were exclusive or not. it was a secret that they both preferred to keep to themselves.
the warmth of toge’s body in contrast to his cold one was a perfect balance, and it made him even more attracted to the smaller boy.
now as the sunlight wanes, a splash of the sunset causes inumaki’s eyes to brighten. god, he was beautiful.
“mm, ‘missed you so much.” yuuta breathes out into his skin.
‘i missed you too.’ inumaki would sign back.
a smile breaks onto the ravenette’s face and he draws the shorter man back into another kiss, his arm wrapping around the tiny waist and pulling him closer against him. toge squeaks into his mouth and he drinks it up eagerly.
his hand moves down to the curve of the boys ass and he runs his palms along the surface, sighing with relief.
touching him was just as therapeutic as actual therapy.
“𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬. i missed you, the way you smell, how you feel, your body. i missed all of you so much, baby.” toge’s eyes widen and he lightly slaps yuuta on the shoulder.
he chuckles, pulling back from his lips and dipping his head down, lips pressing against the sweet, porcelain skin of his lover. he groans softly, inhaling his scent and lets his teeth nip against his skin. he can feel the other’s breath hitch, which fuels him to suck on the skin.
eventually a red mark appears on him and yuuta runs his hand over it before eventually pulling away.
he hardly noticed it in the midst of the moment, focusing on toge, but the bulge in his pants was prominent now. though that’s not what he was worried about. okkotsu was a man who could purely get off on his partners pleasure. especially if it was inumaki.
right now he missed him more than anything, but he didn’t want to overwhelm him after being released from the hospital. something little would suffice.
“fuck.. c’mere, i want you to ride my thigh. can you do that for me?”
instantly he nods, “good boy. let’s get these off, hm?” yuuta whispers, lifting inumaki’s hips up a bit to wiggle off his pants and underwear. his breath hitches at the sight of his beloved’s gorgeous cunt, a sight he missed dearly.
he bites his lips, refusing the urges of wanting to be inside. he was already wet, soaking even. he could see the glisten of slick on his folds.
“god you’re so hot. missed me, baby boy? yeah? i missed you too.”
he places his hands back on toge’s hips and gently grinds them down onto his leg. toge lets out a little breath, a whimper following as he slowly begins to rock him against his pant leg. yuuta can already feel the boys wetness soaking through the thin fabric and it excites him. what will it be like when he cums?
his hands move down from his hips to the pale of his thighs, slapping the milky white skin and watching the jiggle that follows with fascination.
meanwhile inumaki is bracing himself with his hands on his shoulders and grinding down onto yuuta’s thigh, back and forth. the breathy whines that leave him just make the ravenette want to slam him down onto the bed and fuck him into oblivion.
but he has to remind himself, he’s still recovering.
yuuta flexes his thigh and revels in the gasp he lets out, his hips speeding up. for inumaki it was the perfect amount of friction he needed to suffice for now.
his mouth falls open and a melodic stream of moans fall from his lips, causing yuuta’s stomach to clench and a pulse of blood to be sent right down to his manhood. he sounds so pretty, so perfect for him. god he’s missed this.
due to the lack of physical attention he’s received the past few months, the shorter boy can already feel himself close to cumming. yuuta can always tell when he’s close. it’s evident in the way his hips stutter, the way his face gets all pink and he closes his eyes and grits his teeth, the way his grip tightens on him. he was so responsive and so easy to read, that’s one thing he loved about him.
“you close?” yuuta breathes out into his ear, and inumaki lets out a whimper before nodding.
“good. you gonna make a mess all over my thigh? soak me? fuck, please do that. ‘fucking love that messy cunt and i love when your juices get all over me. you’re so pretty, baby.”
the ravenette places his thumb on his bottom lip and the other gratefully takes it into his mouth, pressing his tongue against the pad of the digit and suckling on it. yuuta groans. “dirty boy.”
suddenly the movement of his hips gets more desperate and he knows that he’s on the cusp of climaxing. his other hand travels down between their bodies and his fingers find the boy’s clit, aggressively rubbing with two fingers.
his body twitches and yuuta’s hand abandons inumaki’s mouth and grabs his hips tightly, keeping him still. moan after moan tumbles from those sweet lips and okkotsu grunts.
“yeah, thats it. gonna cum? come on, 𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦. you can do it my love.”
that’s all it takes and inumaki’s lips are parting in a silent scream, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut. tears prickle at the corners and yuuta moves his hips against him to help him ride out his orgasm.
the post glow is euphoric, and yuuta’s dick twitches in his pants. 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬．
he stops moving his hips against him when toge gently pushes against him to indicate he’s on the cusp of overstimulation.
looking down between them, he can clearly see the evident wet patch on his pants. yuuta’s breath hitches and he grips inumaki’s hips tighter, biting his lip.
lost in thought, before—
“fuck, baby i’m sorry, i have to,” he whispers and the other boy almost questions but he doesn’t have to. the ravenette lays him on his back, inching him up more to the bed. he spreads his legs open and lays on the edge of the bed, legs hanging off, but he doesn’t care.
inumaki looks down at him, face burning as he hooks his arms around his thighs, breath fanning against his reddened cunt. “i just need… i need to have a taste, please.” he doesn’t wait around for an answer, already diving in.
“hnngh!” inumaki arches his back, his thighs shaking from the overstimulation. his hand flies down to tangle in yuuta’s hair, tugging while his thighs threaten to close.
though yuuta isn’t having any of it, using both hands to force open his legs.
“yuu-ta—“ he gasps, letting out a moan as his tongue delves into his puckered hole. this fuels the raven haired boy even more, whining quietly. “fuck, say my name again..”
he’d pull back and wiggle his finger into his awaiting hole, thrusting it in and out. “ngh! yuuta!” yuuta curses under his breath, licking and suckling on his clit, devouring his quivering pussy like a starved man.
and truth be told, he was starved of him.
as he continues to devour his pussy his hips roll against the bed, getting friction to his cock pumped full of blood. he groans into his cunt.
another finger slips in beside the other one and he pumps it in and out of him aggressively, his reactions sweet music to his ears.
yuuta curls his fingers, looking for that special spot before—
“ah!” that’s his only warning before inumaki is releasing all over his face intensely. however not just a normal orgasm, yuuta realizes.
holy fuck, he’s 𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔.
“fuck, come on baby, give it to me!” he speeds up the penetrative movement of his fingers, lapping at his clit and drinking up the spurts of his juices that manage to make it into his mouth. the noises around the room are slick and messy, as if water was splashing onto a hard surface.
yuuta grinds against the bed faster, he can feel his climax coming as well.
releasing into his pants, he lets out heavy pants while still working inumaki’s hole with his fingers. by now the squirt has subsided and the boy is limp underneath him if not for the occasional twitch.
he whines and grabs yuuta’s hand, attempting to stop his movements. yuuta apologizes softly, letting his hand come to a still. he looks up and can see inumaki’s chest rising and falling with each heavy breath he takes. he looks spent, as if he’s just experienced the hardest workout of his life.
yuuta feels bad, but he still can’t help himself with continuing. placing a kiss on his clit and beginning to move his fingers.
tears prickle in the corner of inumaki’s eyes and slide down his cheeks, and he chokes on a pleasured sob. “i know baby, i know,
just one more. give me one more.”