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The air around them was heavy with tension, crackling like fireworks and heating up by the minute. It was a good thing that they'd opened the shoji door to the garden to let in the cool air of a late summer night.
Zenitsu let out another whine as he arched his back off of the futon.
Uzui let out a deep chuckle, while his hand wandered over the blonde's firm chest. He pinched his right nipple and the boy responded with another whine, this time a bit louder than before.
"Uzui-san!", he grumbled, obviously unhappy with the lack of action between them.
"I told you not to call me that.", growled the man above him, grinding his hips teasingly into the younger man, prompting him to gasp. Zenitsu looked to the side and started to flush a delicious shade of red. Uzui couldn't stop staring at his cute face, so lustful, just for him.

The man leaned down, balancing his arm next to the blonde's head, and whispered into his ear:
"What's my name, Zenitsu?".
The young man under him couldn't help himself but shudder. The slight change in position made Uzui's member press up against his prostate in the most desirable way. At the same time, his deep voice and hot breath against his sensitive ear drove him crazy.
Zenitsu proceeded to breath heavily as Uzui's hand began to wander over his chest once again, trailing a line down with his painted nails. He huffed out a fed up sigh. "I won't continue until you say it, Crybaby.". At that, Zenitsu moved his head again, facing his lover, so that his honeyed eyes met fuchsia ones. The blush hadn't died down yet and Zenitsu's lips formed a beautiful, but also frustrated, pout. "... Tengen..." he whispered shyly. No normal person would've heard his delicate voice, yet Uzui picked it up nonetheless. "Louder, baby, I couldn't hear you.", he replied with a smug smile on his lips. He leaned back up and grabbed Zenitsu's toned thighs tightly, making the younger man groan sensually. The blonde's patience ran even thinner and he couldn't bring himself to keep resisting. A sigh, dripping with lust, left his lips and he held his arms over his head, long blond hair in-between them. Once again he arched his back oh so beautifully and ground his hips stronger onto Tengen's dick.
He acted out a sinful moan, suddenly completely shameless, and maintained their gaze upright.
"Tengen.", he purred in a sultry voice, flushing an even darker red than thought possible. The dimmed light from the lantern didn't reveal the blush reaching down his chest as pretty as it was.
Tengen's mind stumbled over itself at the incredible sight before him and he got even harder than before. He licked his lips and grabbed Zenitsu's thighs even harder. He smiled down on his beloved and started thrusting his hips in a slow motion. "Good boy.", he groaned, eyes never leaving his little songbird. The blond started moaning with that perfect mouth of his; Tengen deemed it his new favorite instrument, making the most beautiful sounds his sensitive ears had ever picked up.
He sang especially loudly as the man hit his prostate again. Tengen decided to pick up the pace, white hair swaying with each motion over his naked shoulders.
"Tengen...", moaned Zenitsu, "More, please. I need more!". He tightened around his lover to further accentuate his pleading.
It didn't take more than three seconds for Tengen to pick up his speed again. That boy was driving him crazy, he always had. He kept thrusting his hips against Zenitsu's own, filling the room with obscene noises from skin slapping against skin, accompanied by wet squelches due to the oil they used beforehand.

Zenitsus moans and whines became louder and Tengen growled every time the younger man clenched around him. "Zenitsu..", he hummed in a voice even deeper than usual and it did things to the blond. He arched his back off of the futon and tightened his legs around his lover's waist, calves connecting behind his back. Tears repeatedly formed in his eyes, not quite shedding yet.
Tengen kept hitting the right spots inside him and Zenitsu felt a familiar tension built up inside him. "I'm close!", he huffed out, taking in a deep breath of air.
Nevertheless, his lover had a different idea in mind. "Not yet.", he exclaimed through gritted teeth, slowing his movement down. The blond instantly whined in frustration, clearly unhappy about his prolonged release.

Tengen tightened his grip around his songbird and rolled them over in a quick motion, not even pulling out of the other once. Zenitsu gasped in shock, head swimming with hormones, heat and his new found position, now on top of his man. Eyes of fuchsia glinted at him mischievously, smug grin apparent on his handsome face. "Work for it, Crybaby.". Zenitsu wanted to strangle him. Instead, he repositioned himself, sliding off of Tengen's cock and sitting down again more comfortably, making the older man hum in approval.
He leaned over Tengen, both hands caging his head and long, choppy blond hair flowing down his shoulders and back. His lover's hands were back on his thighs, gripping them tightly, wanting to bruise and mark him up. A thought that was more than welcome and made Zenitsu moan. He started shifting in Tengen's lap, moving himself up and down again. It took a few moments until he found a steady rhythm, hands moving back, onto Tengen's broad chest.
Their breathing became heavy once again, moans and hums filling the room with an addictive effect.
Soon, Zenitsu felt the former pressure building up inside of him again. He adjusted his pace, bouncing even faster on Tengen's dick and taking it as deep as possible. He kept hitting his prostate occasionally, but it wasn't just right yet. He whined in a frustrated manner and kept grinding his hips, sending clear signals to his lover. Tengen picked them up, of course, and started thrusting up into Zenitsu's tight heat, feet planted onto the futon so that he had more strength to move his hips high enough. He hit that sweet spot instantaneously and made his songbird sing that beautiful song again, mewling loudly. "There! Tengen, right there!", he screamed loudly, not caring about the volume of his voice. Tengen's grip wandered to his waist, grabbing him tightly and pressing him down onto himself. He groaned in pleasure while the blonde threw his head back, moaning his name and other obscenities. They kept rocking into each other, Zenitsu grinding down onto Tengens heavy length, while the other kept thrusting up into his heavenly tightness. Additionally, he pinched one of his nipples hard, making tears finally spill out of the blonde's honey colored eyes. "Tengen, I'm gonna come!", screeched Zenitsu, long hair swaying back and forth.
Tengen growled, thrusting even harder than before: "Come for me, Zenitsu.". And he did just that. He came untouched in thick, white robes onto their chests, crying out loudly. Tengen sat up abruptly and amplified his lover's orgasm by biting hard into his neck, making sure to leave a mark there.
His actions gain him another sob from his lover's red-bitten and swollen lips. It didn't take much more for Tengen to follow suit, manhandling Zenitsu to keep the friction and increased tightness moving around his length steadily. With a final growl, silenced by another bite to the other's shoulder, Tengen came deep inside him. Zenitsu sighed deeply, hissing lightly due to the light overstimulation, as the older man laid back down onto the damp futon, cuddling the songbird to his chest. His arms held Zenitsu's waist tightly while catching his breath. The blond hid his face in Tengen's nape, leaving small kisses there until he turned his face to meet his lover's gaze. They both looked blissful and comfortable, tears of pleasure now dried but never forgotten. They locked their lips and Tengen hummed in content, stroking the younger man's back in a soothing motion. They parted shortly, before they kissed again and again, lovingly in each other's arms. "I love you.", mumbled Tengen in a tired voice. Zenitsu replied after he placed a kiss to his chest: "I love you, too.".

His hand rested next to his head on Tengen's chest, gold ring shimmering in the light of the lantern.