NSFW DJCom Fics

Muffled

The crude sound of skin slapping against skin and whiny, muffled moans echoed through the thin walls. Commander's hand clenched the soft pillow tightly. DJ was incessantly thrusting from behind, his thick cock rubbing all his sweet spots. Commander buried his face into the pillow as it was growing difficult to keep his moans back.

DJ kneaded Commander's ass with a groan. The bed creaked in protest as DJ sped up his thrusts and increasingly got rougher. He couldn't help it, Commander felt amazing against his cock and he just wanted more of it. The way Commander tightened up around him when he slammed against his prostate was addicting. The pillow that Commander was grasping was drenched in drool, Commander's tongue had since lolled out of his mouth due to the mind-numbing pleasure coursing through him.

DJ let out a loud huff. "Shit, baby, you feel so good…" His hands squeezed Commander's sides, only tightening his grip when Commander bucked back into his cock. Commander couldn't find it in himself to reply. Only broken gasps and moans left his open mouth. DJs thrusts pushed Commander to let go of the pillow, his hands grasping the beds covers like it was a lifeline. The pillow dropped onto the floor which was left ignored by both the men. Now without any covering, Commander grew louder in moans.

In the next room, Gladiator laid there, a deep blush coloring his face. "I'm going to kill both of them, I fucking swear." He flipped over in bed and glared at the wall. Commander’s loud, whorish moans were far too clear for his liking.

"A-Ah, ah, ah, ah," Commander moaned in time with the thrusts. "DJ- DJ you're so big!" Commander could practically feel DJ in his guts. Bliss wrecked his mind as he forgot he was supposed to be quiet. DJ didn't care about how quiet Commander was supposed to be, his moans and whines made pride bubble deep in his soul. He leaned forward and grazed his teeth against Commander's shoulder. "Mmhnggg…" Commander groaned at the sharp sensation combining itself with the jolts of pleasure. His eyes fluttered closed and let out a guttural whine.

Commander pushed back on DJ before he could pull out and with one final, stuttering thrust, DJ came. Both Commander and DJ moaned at the feeling. The bed sheets looked close to tearing because of how tight Commander's grip was. DJ eventually pulled out, Commander's hole was gaping and drooling with warm cum. DJ thumbed the rim of Commander's hole slightly before huffing and laying down on his back, Commander followed suit. DJ wrapped an arm around the other man and mumbled, "Tomorrow we've gotta clean you up, hm?" Commander just hummed faintly.

As the two slept peacefully, Gladiator stared wide awake at his walls, the sounds of his leader moaning still echoing in his head. "God dammit," he shook his head, burying it in his pillow.