Ugh -! [The sudden jerk punches another groan out of Banri’s chest. Why, why does Chikage have to be such a freak.] Y-yeah, sure. Like that.
[Being assaulted from the top and bottom would get to Banri fast even without the heat, but this is insane. He feels like he's on pins and needles. Banri squirms under Chikage’s touch too, switching from jutting his chest out to thrusting into the hand on his cock, but neither movement really gets him where he wants. He hates it, but it’s all on Chikage to make him come. He’s the one in control.
He leans his head back against Chikage’s shoulder again, giving the other man a good view of his flushed cheeks and parted lips, a thin thread of saliva between them because his lips are wetter than they’ve ever been before.]
[ Even without the heat, the sight of Banri so uncharacteristically undone would do things to Chikage. Were he not so overwhelmed, he's sure Banri would be quite smug, feeling that now obvious boner pressed against his backside.
But clearly, he doesn't want that. He's begging for more, and Chikage is more than happy to give.
Those wet, parted lips are an invitation he won't turn down. Two fingers are shoved into his mouth with a command. ] Suck on them. [ And don't worry, he'll be rewarded for good behavior in the form of his hand continuing to jerk him off. It might not be exactly what he's craving, but surely Banri has more than one round in him. At the very least, Chikage's very, very intent on finding that out for himself. ]
[With everything being so intense, it doesn't take much to tip Banri over the edge. He isn't thinking when he clamps down on Chikage's fingers with his teeth; the only thing he can focus on is how that twisting, hot, feeling in his abdomen seems to snap like a rope, and he comes into Chikage's hand.
Unfortunately, there's no room for him to catch his breath with Chikage's fingers still in his mouth (it's gross, by the way. he can feel how drenched in his saliva they are). But in a desperate attempt to level the playing field again, Banri reaches back with a shaking hand to cup Chikage's cock through his pants.
That ends up being a mistake. Much like when he grabbed Chikage's wrist, the contact only makes him want more and soon. His cock twitches with interest, confirming Chikage's suspicion that Banri has more than one round in him.]
[ Maybe through the haze of want, Banri can revel in a small victory. Because fuck, he’s rarely touched himself before. Banri cupping his cock is simultaneously So Much and not even close to enough. Chikage can’t bite back his groan, nor the way his hips press firmly into his hand.
“Now” isn’t soon enough, but it’ll have to do. With a few sharp tugs, he pulls Banri’s pants and underwear down around his thighs. ]
Touch me. [ It’s somewhere between a demand and a plea, as he forces his fingers free from Banri’s mouth.]
[Oh fuck. Fuck. That's the closest he's gonna get to Chikage begging. Fuck. That's sexy as hell.
Banri's mad about how hot he finds that. Fuck Chikage.
But he will oblige. He continues to cup Chikage through his pants. He finds the true outline of his cock with his fingers so he can really grope him properly and stroke him. That's not enough for Banri either.]
[ Once the heat finally dies down, Chikage will wonder what the hell's wrong with him. Pleasure's called pleasure for a reason, sure, but this? This is overwhelming. And Chikage Utsuki doesn't get overwhelmed.
In a similar swift motion, he tugs his pants and underwear down to his thighs. ] There. [ He then wastes no time in pressing a finger against his hole. ]
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[Being assaulted from the top and bottom would get to Banri fast even without the heat, but this is insane. He feels like he's on pins and needles. Banri squirms under Chikage’s touch too, switching from jutting his chest out to thrusting into the hand on his cock, but neither movement really gets him where he wants. He hates it, but it’s all on Chikage to make him come. He’s the one in control.
He leans his head back against Chikage’s shoulder again, giving the other man a good view of his flushed cheeks and parted lips, a thin thread of saliva between them because his lips are wetter than they’ve ever been before.]
Hhhaa, Chikage-san, more.
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But clearly, he doesn't want that. He's begging for more, and Chikage is more than happy to give.
Those wet, parted lips are an invitation he won't turn down. Two fingers are shoved into his mouth with a command. ] Suck on them. [ And don't worry, he'll be rewarded for good behavior in the form of his hand continuing to jerk him off. It might not be exactly what he's craving, but surely Banri has more than one round in him. At the very least, Chikage's very, very intent on finding that out for himself. ]
a year later???
Unfortunately, there's no room for him to catch his breath with Chikage's fingers still in his mouth (it's gross, by the way. he can feel how drenched in his saliva they are). But in a desperate attempt to level the playing field again, Banri reaches back with a shaking hand to cup Chikage's cock through his pants.
That ends up being a mistake. Much like when he grabbed Chikage's wrist, the contact only makes him want more and soon. His cock twitches with interest, confirming Chikage's suspicion that Banri has more than one round in him.]
time is fake. horny is eternal
“Now” isn’t soon enough, but it’ll have to do. With a few sharp tugs, he pulls Banri’s pants and underwear down around his thighs. ]
Touch me. [ It’s somewhere between a demand and a plea, as he forces his fingers free from Banri’s mouth.]
u r so right
Banri's mad about how hot he finds that. Fuck Chikage.
But he will oblige. He continues to cup Chikage through his pants. He finds the true outline of his cock with his fingers so he can really grope him properly and stroke him. That's not enough for Banri either.]
Take - Take off your pants.
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In a similar swift motion, he tugs his pants and underwear down to his thighs. ] There. [ He then wastes no time in pressing a finger against his hole. ]