MewGulf oneshots

18+ Alone in the dressing room

"P'Mew! What are you doing?"

Gulf yelped when Mew pulled him into his arms after he pulled him inside his changing room at his own single release. P'James was ushered out of the room and Mew locked the door.

The reporters muted out and locked away from this private moment...

Gulf stumbled back as Mew pushed him further with a smirk on his face. Gulf felt his heart race in his chest. He was pushed against the desk and Mew seated him on top of it. Mew leaned in and connected their lips in a rough kiss. His hands wandering over Gulfs waist and he pulled the shirt out of Gulfs pants.

"M---" Gulf moaned, getting cut off by Mew's lips. He was still trying to process this all but Mew was already grinding against him, his fingers now stroking his bare heated skin and Mew pried Gulf's mouth open with his tongue. Gulf moaned softly into the kiss and tried to catch his breath before Mew devoured his mouth.

Mew was desperate. All the nerves and anticipation for this day were released at once and he needed Gulf so hard right now. He opened the strings of Gulfs pants and pulled them off in one go. He needed Gulf naked as soon as possible.

"Mew, take it easy I won't run." Gulf gasped out hard after he pulled back from Mew's lips.

"please, I need you right now." Mew looked up at Gulf with deep dark eyes and Gulf could only shiver from the pure need he saw in them. His mouth went dry and his blood ran south as he could feel his body turning hot so quick it had his vision blurred and his head spinning.

Gulf only nodded before Mew's lips were back on his. Gasps and moans filled the room, both men not in their right mind to care about outsiders. Mew grinded his own steel hard cock against Gulfs boxer glad one and continued his wandering hand under his shirt. Pushed the shirt up and disconnecting their lips to pull it off completely.

Mew admired the view for a second before connecting his lips to Gulfs neck and kissing his way down. Gulf moaned softly, biting his lip to keep the sounds from leaving and craned his neck to give Mew more access.

Mew's hand travelled south to the obvious bulge in Gulfs boxers and he stroked the twitching flesh through it before he hooked his fingers on the waistband and pulled the boxers down.

Gulf's member sprung free, already wet with precum. He curled his fingers around the harness on Mew's torso, desperately wanting to pull on his hair but he knew he couldn't do that for Mew still had a press conference after this.

He leaned back against the mirror and opened his legs wider for Mew. Mew happily slipped his hips closer and opened his pants to let his own cock free. He stroked it a few times before he looked up at Gulf with a devilish smirk.

"lick."

Gulf shuddered at his low and dark voice as he spoke to him, he opened his mouth unconsciously for Mew to push his long and veiny fingers inside.

Gulf moaned deep and loud as he swirled his tongue around the long fingers and he made sure to make them extra wet. Mews pupils dilate and his breath started to become ragged. He stroked his cock slowly while he watched Gulf suck on his fingers.

Gulf kept his eyes on Mew's while he opened his mouth, showing how he curled his tongue expertly around his fingers.

The saliva dripped fingers were suddenly pulled out and Gulf smirked at a flushed Mew.

The fingers disappeared before Gulf tensed and gasped. Mew circled them around his fluttering hole and pushed one wet finger inside.

"I'm sorry bear with me..." Mew looked at Gulf apologetically. He grabbed Gulfs twitching cock and stroked him to distract him from his fingers opening him up.