Inquisitormaster One shots (fluff/smut/ angst)

💦Hot-tub (Soraxx)💦

Ships:Sora x Jaxx
Genre:Smut
Word count:639
Warnings:minor swearing
Description:Jaxx and Sora relaxing in a Hot-tub

Sora sank deeper into the water, the tip of his chin now submerged below the surface. He could only hope the redness of his cheeks passed as being from the heat, and not from the fingers.

Jaxx had been sitting very close to him, but instead of having an arm around the other man as he normally would, he kept both his hands in the water. And even though Sora had been protesting quite vehemently, he couldn’t bring himself to actually move away. Those were exceptionally deft hands indeed. The slightly rough skin sending shivers up his spine.

How he let himself get talked into it, he had no idea, but regret could wait for later.

Jaxx let out an exaggerated sigh, a smile on his face. “Was a great idea to come here, hm? Really helps you relax.”

Sora could only manage a “mhm”, too focused on stopping himself from twitching. Fingers brushed over his entrance, very gently, barely touching. A tease more than anything else, a promise of what would follow, but it got his blood boiling harder than the hot springs. Jaxx knew exactly how to push his buttons, and, push he did.

Better than Sora realised, clearly, if he managed to convince his boyfriend to play around in public. Luckily there weren’t many people at this side of the pond, and the steam covered them nicely enough.

He wanted to say something, but heard himself yelp instead. A finer breached him, with ease that only testified to how many times Sora had welcomed it before. If someone were to look, they’d surely figure it all out. They’d know that he had a finger – two, oh – up his ass, and how much he loved being toyed with like that. If word of it would get out he’d never live it down. His reputation would be shot.

It was the most reckless thing he’d ever agreed to, and the thrill was intoxicating.

He looked at Jaxx. The man’s expression was that of content, the soft smile betraying nothing about what was going on beneath the surface. An excellent actor, or so used to fingering his partners in public ponds? Sora glanced lower, but the steam made it impossible to see anything. He couldn’t tell if Jaxx had an erection of his own, which he fully expected to be the case. The male’s mast never failed to rise to the occasion, to its full, impressive size.

Sora kept his gaze fixed ahead, trying to watch the opposite edge of the spring, however hard it was to think of anything other than the sensation in his nethers. There were people on the other side, but they didn’t seem to be paying them any mind, thank god. Hopefully they were too far to notice his shortness of breath, or the blush on his face that was very clearly from more than just the water. He leaned back against the warm stones lining the edge, letting out a long sigh.

Jaxx leaned in to plant a soft kiss on Sora’s cheek, his breath as hot as the steam around them. “I love you so much…” he whispered. “So… so much…”

“I- love you- too…!” the boy managed, before the rest of the air was knocked out of his lungs. The fingers inside him spread, scissored and rubbed his favourite spots, time after time after time, and he was done. He grit his teeth, set his jaw and came in the water. No one would see, though, at least long enough for them to get out and get away. But that could wait a moment longer. Steadying his breath, Sora leaned against the other man, closing his eyes.

He was becoming a bigger pervert with each day, and had no intention of stopping.