NSFW DJCom Fics

Biting

DJ growled as he pounded into Commander's tight hole. Commander, the oh-so powerful and demanding Commander, was under him letting out the sluttiest moans DJ has ever heard. Pride warmed DJ at the fact that he was the cause of this man's undoing. He pulled apart Commander's ass just to watch his cock get engulfed by his eager hole.

Commander's back arched with each thrust. His mouth had fallen agape with pleasure, his tongue lolling out alongside it. DJs mouth curled into a smirk. He thought back a couple days, remembering Commander proudly stating that he was unbreakable. Sure, he meant battle-wise, but it was still pleasing to see such an "unbreakable" man in a state of submission. DJ placed his hands on Commander's chubby stomach and kneaded gently, only adding stimulation. Through his mindfuck, Commander slightly pressed into the touch, like a reflex. DJ hummed as he stared at Commander's flexing throat.

His moans, his face, his touch, DJ wanted it all. DJ wanted Commander only for himself. He leaned in and let out a few breaths on Commander's throat. He sucked a deep hickey into his skin before bearing his teeth. DJ growled once again and BIT. Commander moaned shrilly upon impact. It was enough to break skin but not enough to cause major bleeding. DJ lapped at the bite mark slowly, loving the feel of Commander moving against his tongue. DJ growled into the bitten skin, "Mine." And bit somewhere else, eliciting another whine.

"Yes- mmhh- yes! Yours, I'm all yours," Commander moaned loudly. He then hooked his legs on top of DJs shoulders, clenching his hole around his cock voluntarily. "Please, please… Fuuuck~" his voice dipped into a low cry. DJ wanted to ruin Commander more and more with each broken moan the man gave. His teeth only placed more bites and more hickeys into Commander's soft and once perfect skin. While his hands squeezed and groped at Commander's thighs, ass, stomach, and everything he could touch, DJ thrusted into his prostate with growing vigor.

His hips drove into his ass with a resounding smacking sound, DJ was sure anyone could hear the two now. DJ huffed as he pulled back to examine his damage. Commander's yellow skin was littered and scratched with numerous teeth marks and hickeys. His smile grew possessive at the sight before him. Commander was wrecked and by his own doing. "All mine, all mine," DJ grumbled gleefully, his lips pressing softly against Commander's collarbone. Commander's hips twitched and trembled, at last he had cum. He squealed, his eyes rolled back, pupils blown wide.

Cum squirted onto both Commander and DJ. The legs that were placed on DJs shoulders tensed. A loud, orgasmic moan left Commander's lips. DJ bit his bottom lip, his brows furrowed. Just Commander's O-face was already making him come close. He pushed in a couple of thrusts before leaning forward and biting once again, cumming inside of the shivering man. Commander moaned weakly at the sensation of warm cum flooding his insides. DJ pulled out of Commander with a groan. He groped Commander one last time, watching his reddened hole clench around nothing, some cum slipping down and pooling on the blue sheets. Commander let out a shaky sigh out of both exhaustion and satisfaction.

DJ smiled before kissing at Commander's sweaty forehead. The bite marks were already starting to bruise. Commander was already on the verge of sleep. "We'll clean you up later," DJ said. He pressed his chin against Commander's shoulder and cuddled closer to the smaller man.