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His lips were slightly open, breath uneven, just waiting for the male above him to join their lips at final, but he never seemed to do so, long fingers caressing his thighs instead, (e/c) eyes observing his every reaction.
He was still sweaty from the show he barely finished performing, running back to the dressing room right after. (y/n) was waiting for him, ready to give him the prize he wished.
- You were a good boy. Did everything so perfectly. - (l/n)'s voice was so soothing and enticing, and Hifumi could feel the warmth of the praises. He lived for it.
The cushion of the couch moved under the blonde as he squirmed a bit, hands going from his thighs to his waist, pushing two bodies further together. The singer almost whimpered when he felt (l/n)'s breath so close to his lips, his hands going to the other's face, in hopes of pulling him lower, closer.
- P-Please, kiss me... please. - His breathless voice begged as if he could die if he didn't feel his lover's lips on his.
All he received was a small smile from (y/n), which did as told and closed the gap between them. Izanami moaned into the kiss, needy, desperate to feel more, his legs trapping the man above him in a suggestive position, tightening his lock until there was no space between them.
He wanted to feel more of (y/n). Have him touch every inch of him, until there was nothing left to feel. Hifumi's hands slid to (l/n)'s back, his fingers curling on his shirt, hips moving lightly against his lover's.
After some time, they took a break from the kiss, breathing briefly before going at it again, groans and low sounds being drowned in the kiss. They bitted lightly one another's lips from time to time, taking their time to enjoy everything, their crotches starting to grind at a slow pace, Izanami's legs never wavering from their grip on (y/n)
The last time they separated from the kiss, bronze eyes were shiny, lips all red and full, as he waited for (l/n)'s next move. The man gripped Hifumi's thighs, making his legs let go of (y/n)'s hips, and kneeled on the couch, in between the singer's legs, starting to unbutton his pants, and along with his underwear, pulled them off at once, bringing to view those creamy and toned legs from all the dancing.
The blonde felt a shiver on his whole body when his pants were taken off, closing his legs together on instinct, a bit embarrassed, even if it was nothing new to them. (y/n) smiled wide at the singer's cuteness, his hands slowly caressing the exposed legs, from toes to the beginning of his thighs.
He put pressure on his thighs, forcing them open, and felt Hifumi tremble a bit from it, showing off his reddened cock leaking with pre-cum, his member twitching under (l/n)'s gaze.
(y/n) had to admit that he felt very tempted to engulf the whole thing, knowing just how sensitive Hifume would become inside of his mouth, cumming a little too quickly, but he refrained to do so, knowing that this was all about Izanami, so he would take it very slowly. He made sure no one would bother them through that time.
Traveling his hands under the singer's shirt, (l/n) lifted the fabric a bit, not taking it off, showing his stomach and cute chest. He knew that normally, the blonde would tell him to not take so long looking at him, but this time he was silent, consumed by the feeling of being touched after quite some time by his boyfriend.
(y/n) wish they weren't that busy, but it was just how it was, sometimes going as far as spending weeks without seeing each other, relying on video and voice calls to not get crazy with the distance. Now (l/n) was there, holding him, pleasuring him, the way he thought about it some nights.
He closed his eyes, moaning softly upon feeling (y/n)'s tongue lick his right breast, his touch as hot as he remember, soon consuming him, the male above sucking on his chest, knowing just how affected Hifumi would be because of it.
The man soon switched to the other breast, biting on it, careful to not hurt the singer, and felt Izanami thrust his hips without realizing it, craving to receive greater stimulation.
Letting go from him and watching as red marks started forming on his easily bruised skin, (y/n) fished for the tube of lube inside of his pants pocket, soon squirting a good amount on his fingers, taking them to the Izanami's hole.
Hifumi nervously opened his legs wider, biting his swollen lips, preparing for the initial discomfort, feeling the first finger make its way inside of him. The groan of pain he let out made (y/n) immediately lean down to kiss the blonde. Hifumi hugged his boyfriend tightly, humming into the kiss as his mouth was invaded by (l/n)'s tongue.
(l/n)'s finger moved around his entrance carefully, thrusting around to give space for another one to enter, which didn't take long, and Hifumi whimpered into the kiss when a second finger was introduced. (l/n) did his best for it to hurt less, his free hand tracing its way to the blond's leaking cock, slowly involving it with his fingers.
- (y-y/n)...
Moaning his lover's name so sweetly as their lips departed, Izanami's hips trembled, his eyelids barely open as his toes curled with the pleasure, his face turning to the side, stuttered sounds leaving his open mouth, resonating through his throat as he felt (y/n)'s fingers curling inside of him, as his other hand tightly gripped on his cock, never stroking it, only holding.
By the amount of sperm leaving his swollen tip, (l/n) knew Hifumi was very close to his ending, and he smirked mischievously, knowing exactly what would make him get over the edge.
Crooking his fingers to a place he have been ignoring since the session started, (y/n) felt as his lover's entrance clenched hard around him, a throaty, almost desperate sound leaving his mouth, his hips thrusting into (l/n)'s hand, but being forced to stay still by his tight grip on his member.
When (y/n) clawed at his tip, almost forcing his nail into the slit of the musician's member, the tips of his fingers pressing so deliciously on his prostate, Hifumi's eyes rolled, his red tongue lolling out as cum squirted out of his cock, dirtying him and (y/n) in the process, his hips thrusting nonstop.
When it was finally over, the blonde could barely think, his mind completely hazing over the orgasm, half-open eyelids searching for (e/c) irises, soon meeting them.
He knew just how much (l/n) liked seeing him cumming, and although he felt embarrassed by having no control over the scene he was displaying, he felt a certain pride in it. He liked having (y/n)'s eyes only on him.
He breathed out in relief when (y/n) claimed his lips once more, hugging him close, his legs still numb from the recent release. When (l/n) separated from his lips, he was still close, his eyes looking into Hifumi's with such fondness he felt overwhelmed.
- Wanna continue this at home? - He teased, smirking slightly, and Hifumi smiled slyly as well, his fingers entangling themselves on his (h/c) hair.
