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- Calm down, ok? - Feel his insides being slowly open by (y/n)'s fingers was certainly uncomfortable, but feeling his other hand caressing his thigh, calmed Izuru a bit.
- C-can't you go faster? - He just wanted to skip that part, although he knew he couldn't.
- Have patience. - Izuru sighed, slightly frustrated by (l/n)'s wise tone.
The cold sensation of the lubricant surrounding the (h/c) haired male's fingers almost made the red-eyed boy hiss when it was first introduced, his adam's apple rising and falling, showing his not so pleasant state.
When suddenly, his thigh was lifted by the warm hand of his partner, his red irises turned to him, almost shining on the dim dark of the room. His eyes were naturally observant, never leaving the figure that was so close to him, seeing those red lips approach his slightly flushed skin.
The contact was like a shock, sparks, and tingles going off the point (y/n) kissed. His lips touched again another part, and more sparks showed up. Izuru's breath was starting to fasten, and he could still feel those cold fingers moving inside of him, but they were faded out sensations in comparison to the rest.
Letting out a little grunt when (l/n) bite lightly his inner thigh, Izuru's heart rumbled on his chest, his blood slowly heating, and his soft lips separating, making it easier to make any more sound.
(y/n) sucked on the palid skin of Kamukura, feeling his entrance twitch around his fingers. He smiled slightly, repeating the act a bit further from the previous spot, deeper into the male's inner thigh. Izuru moaned, his eyes hazing, getting closer of being closed than open.
- I love your sounds, baby. - (y/n) was always very provocative in these moments, and he knew it wasn't for nothing. Izuru liked.
Red eyes diverted, his teeth biting the lower lip, a touch of embarrassment on his face, in the form of blush. The usually emotionless facade, so different, made (l/n)'s stomach flutter.
Taking off his fingers from Izuru's insides, that grunted at the loss, (y/n) took the bottle of lubricant and spread a good amount on his hand, soon stroking his cock, the cold liquid sending shivers down his spine.
Fixing himself between Izuru's legs, (l/n) started to introduce the tip of his member on the Kamukura's entrance, feeling him tense, his breath quickening.
- Relax. You'll feel good, I promise. - He whispered in the long-haired male's ear, listening to his trembling sighs.
- Go on. - With the verbal confirmation, (l/n) touched the male's waist, to have better control, and started to take his shaft from Izuru's insides, before entering again.
Taking his hand to the couch's arm, to steady himself, Izuru gulped, hearing (l/n) grunt as he started to thrust inside of him. It was a weird sensation at the beginning, but as (y/n) assumed a certain pace, going faster, the Kamukura finally started to feel the pleasure.
Letting out a few shy moans, Izuru tightened the grip of his fingers on the couch, his eyelids narrowing, almost closing. (y/n) was stunned by how tight and warm was inside of the male, his cock being almost sucked by it. It was way more pleasurable than anything he could imagine, and the need to have more was a growing issue.
With his breath ragged, jolts of pleasure running every time their hips met, Izuru started to lose his concept of reality, moans and mewls leaving his mouth without his command, his hand soon reaching to (y/n)'s figure, attaching to it as he felt the movements inside of him fasten.
- Hah~ (y/n). - How easy it was, to say his name at that moment, claiming for him, wanting more. Izuru just had him on mind, nothing else.
(y/n) still tried to sustain his pace, not letting his breath get too heavy, but the drops of sweat slowly forming on his forehead could give one the idea of his effort.
- M-more. - Izuru was being vague, but he wasn't exactly able to do better than that. His thoughts were foggy, but his body craved for more, deeper, faster.
- Izuru agh~. - His body moved by itself, his hands marking the Kamukura's waist as his hips moved faster, his cock going deeper than before, the long-haired male's moans getting more desperate.
The red-eyed male's insides took (y/n) so well, it was so warm and so fucking good that (l/n) felt he could get addicted to it, and the way his member rubbed and reached all the right places for Izuru made him feel he would lose his mind. So damn good.
As (y/n) pounded harder inside of the male, Kamukura lost himself on the sensations, moaning and whimpering to no end, his tongue eventually lolling out his mouth, eyes dazed and watering.
(l/n) liked to see what he caused to the male, the vision only fire him up, as the loud and sickening sound of skin slapping echoed on the room.
- S-shit! Ah! There, p-please! - Having Izuru tightening so much around him, (y/n) grunted, his release coming closer.
- I-Izuru, fuck. - Hitting more on the point that made the Kamukura moan louder, he drive the male crazy.
Taking his hands to (l/n)'s shoulders, Izuru brought him closer, making their lips touch, a desperate kiss, muffled moans on it as they both felt burning jolts through their veins. When their lips separated, Izuru's eyes rolled up, moans and whimpers leaving his lips as his body trembled uncontrollably, cum spurting from his tip.
The unbearable tightness around his shaft made him unable to stop his cum, painting Izuru's insides white, which mewled upon the hot feeling fulling him up.
- I didn't know sex could be so good. - Izuru muttered, right after gaining his breath again, and (y/n) couldn't help but chuckle.
- Good to know you liked it. - He said, leaving the Kamukura's insides, that grunted, and taking the male in his arms, going to the bathroom.
- We shouldn't have done it on the couch. - The Kamukura commented, after realizing what they've done.
- You were the one begging to-
- Ok, I got it! - He interrupted (l/n), red coating his face.
