[The first time Ushijima's cock pushes into his throat, Sakusa nearly gags. He tears up immediately, but swallows upon contact, pushing through on effort alone. It's an intoxicatingly delightful burn, and one that is over before it begins.
It's beautiful, watching Ushijima come undone for him like this. He's a man so sincere that there's no other way to interpret his choked moans, his trembling thighs, his knuckle-white grip. Sakusa smirks while drinking it all in, not out of some sense of felling the infallible Ushijima, but from knowing that every delicious squirm and heave is his doing. He's accomplishing what he set out to do, and that is, for the first time perhaps ever, topped only by the sight before him.]
Of course, dear. Whatever you want.
[Sakusa kisses the leaking tip of Ushijima's cock as sweetly as he'd peck his cheek, and ensconces the head with his lips for a final time. Carefully tucking his teeth beneath his lips, Sakusa nods up and down the shaft, devouring Ushijima's cock in two deep inhales and tonguing at the bumps and ridges in tickle-soft strokes. He doesn't intend to stop until Ushijima's screaming his name this time.
Ushijima's trembling is so intense that Sakusa has to hold him down with both hands. His strength as a spiker proves an unexpected asset as he's barely able to restrain Ushijima from the waist down, and even then Ushijima's movements are spirited enough to jostle Sakusa's mouth and shoulders. Sakusa likes it better like that, the challenge of taking Ushijima apart enough to roll his eyes into his skull and make his hips jerk.
Sakusa's normally so controlled and precise, but he loses himself in his and Ushijima's body shivering as one, tongue sloppily swirling, rolling, and flicking as he tries to suck an orgasm out of his lover. He looks up through thick, dark eyelashes, eyes hooded in a lustful look that's equally focused and dazed. Ushijima looks, feels, and tastes so perfect like this, hot and hard in his mouth. He moans around it again, swallowing to hug all its width in his velvety soft heat.
It's not long before Sakusa sinks himself far enough for Ushijima's cock to push into his throat again, but this time he's more prepared, familiar with his own pace and the rhythm of Ushijima's hips fucking into his mouth. It's welcome, even, and so Sakusa closes his eyes, relaxes his jaw, and lets Ushijima fuck his face. He swallows along the girth diligently, little grunts of, "mmh, mmh, mmh!" barely sealing the spittle and precum drooling between his lips and down Ushijima's cock.
It should be impossible for Ushijima to get any thicker, yet his penis throbs in his mouth and Sakusa moans around it. He's close, Sakusa can tell. Their bodies rock in tandem at every thrust pushes against the back of his throat, and Sakusa swallows each and every time. He has to hold his boyfriend by his thighs just to keep his head in place, but the inertia of his movement keeps ruffling up the apron as Sakusa lets himself get face fucked. With Ushijima begging so beautifully with his words and body, Sakusa would be willing to give him anything.
Sakusa's moans grow erratic and loud as his mouth fills with the first taste of actual cum. It's alkaline and sharp, something that Sakusa revels in for its pristineness. The burn is intense, but nothing that Sakusa can't manage, especially when the cum starts pouring into his mouth as Ushijima roars beneath, above, and all around him. Sakusa holds him in place to drink him down, determined not to let even the smallest drip slip away from him. He sucks and sucks until Ushijima's thighs settle beneath him, and then he sucks again.
Sakusa pauses, breathes through his nose for a few minutes, and swallows down the remaining, sucking as he pulls off and then licking any residue off the shaft. He licks his own lips next, a small, "mmm," escaping him before he pets Ushijima's cock, gives it a kiss, and then tucks him back in with a zip. Sakusa remains kneeling between Ushijima's legs, leaning his sore jaw on one of those thighs, his voice mingled with a satisfied hum.]
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[The first time Ushijima's cock pushes into his throat, Sakusa nearly gags. He tears up immediately, but swallows upon contact, pushing through on effort alone. It's an intoxicatingly delightful burn, and one that is over before it begins.
It's beautiful, watching Ushijima come undone for him like this. He's a man so sincere that there's no other way to interpret his choked moans, his trembling thighs, his knuckle-white grip. Sakusa smirks while drinking it all in, not out of some sense of felling the infallible Ushijima, but from knowing that every delicious squirm and heave is his doing. He's accomplishing what he set out to do, and that is, for the first time perhaps ever, topped only by the sight before him.]
Of course, dear. Whatever you want.
[Sakusa kisses the leaking tip of Ushijima's cock as sweetly as he'd peck his cheek, and ensconces the head with his lips for a final time. Carefully tucking his teeth beneath his lips, Sakusa nods up and down the shaft, devouring Ushijima's cock in two deep inhales and tonguing at the bumps and ridges in tickle-soft strokes. He doesn't intend to stop until Ushijima's screaming his name this time.
Ushijima's trembling is so intense that Sakusa has to hold him down with both hands. His strength as a spiker proves an unexpected asset as he's barely able to restrain Ushijima from the waist down, and even then Ushijima's movements are spirited enough to jostle Sakusa's mouth and shoulders. Sakusa likes it better like that, the challenge of taking Ushijima apart enough to roll his eyes into his skull and make his hips jerk.
Sakusa's normally so controlled and precise, but he loses himself in his and Ushijima's body shivering as one, tongue sloppily swirling, rolling, and flicking as he tries to suck an orgasm out of his lover. He looks up through thick, dark eyelashes, eyes hooded in a lustful look that's equally focused and dazed. Ushijima looks, feels, and tastes so perfect like this, hot and hard in his mouth. He moans around it again, swallowing to hug all its width in his velvety soft heat.
It's not long before Sakusa sinks himself far enough for Ushijima's cock to push into his throat again, but this time he's more prepared, familiar with his own pace and the rhythm of Ushijima's hips fucking into his mouth. It's welcome, even, and so Sakusa closes his eyes, relaxes his jaw, and lets Ushijima fuck his face. He swallows along the girth diligently, little grunts of, "mmh, mmh, mmh!" barely sealing the spittle and precum drooling between his lips and down Ushijima's cock.
It should be impossible for Ushijima to get any thicker, yet his penis throbs in his mouth and Sakusa moans around it. He's close, Sakusa can tell. Their bodies rock in tandem at every thrust pushes against the back of his throat, and Sakusa swallows each and every time. He has to hold his boyfriend by his thighs just to keep his head in place, but the inertia of his movement keeps ruffling up the apron as Sakusa lets himself get face fucked. With Ushijima begging so beautifully with his words and body, Sakusa would be willing to give him anything.
Sakusa's moans grow erratic and loud as his mouth fills with the first taste of actual cum. It's alkaline and sharp, something that Sakusa revels in for its pristineness. The burn is intense, but nothing that Sakusa can't manage, especially when the cum starts pouring into his mouth as Ushijima roars beneath, above, and all around him. Sakusa holds him in place to drink him down, determined not to let even the smallest drip slip away from him. He sucks and sucks until Ushijima's thighs settle beneath him, and then he sucks again.
Sakusa pauses, breathes through his nose for a few minutes, and swallows down the remaining, sucking as he pulls off and then licking any residue off the shaft. He licks his own lips next, a small, "mmm," escaping him before he pets Ushijima's cock, gives it a kiss, and then tucks him back in with a zip. Sakusa remains kneeling between Ushijima's legs, leaning his sore jaw on one of those thighs, his voice mingled with a satisfied hum.]
Did you enjoy yourself, Wakatoshi?