His Hands

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Suguru

Running my hands down Satoru's chest, he lets out a breathy moan against my lips.

"Fuck, you're so hot," He wiggles his body against mine.

I grab him by the back of the neck and tug his mouth back to mine, hungry for more of him.

His hands roam my chest now, leaving a trail of sparks in his wake.

My entire body feels as if it's coming alive with just his touch.

Satoru pushes my shirt up and over my head when we break for air. I tug his off as well and he flips us so I'm the one pushed against the side of the bed now.

We started a movie about an hour ago, and it was being completely disregarded now that Satoru was straddling me. His hips pushed against mine.

Fuck, I'm so hard for him.

I reach up and latch my lips onto the skin under his jaw, sucking and kissing down his neck to his collarbone.

The moans and sighs leaving his mouth made the knot in my lower abdomen ache for him.

Satoru snakes a hand down and palms my dick through my sweatpants,

"I can take care of that."

I nibble at his skin,

"Oh can you?"

He lets out a low hum in reply and kneels back to give me space, and he motions to the desk chair,

"Sit."

Oh Jesus Christ, is he about to blow me?

I get up and sit down on my chair quickly. Satoru rolls it closer to him, he is still on his knees. Taking both his hands he slips his fingers into the waistband of my sweats on either side, making sure to get my boxers as well.

"Do you mind if I take these off?" He asks, his eyes are bright in the dim light from the Christmas lights that we left hung up from our date a few weeks ago.

I shake my head, a little speechless at just how direct he was being at the moment.

Gojo tugs my pants and boxers off quickly, letting them pool at my ankles.

My dick springs up once it's free of the fabric that was restraining it, and Satoru immediately takes one of his large hands and wraps it around my base.

Coming closer to kneel between my legs, he leans down and flicks his tongue out to lick the pre cum from my tip.

Fuck. Fuck.

His eyes are locked on mine, and he smirks,

"You taste so good, Suguru."

I'm not going to last long. He's barely touched me and I'm already at the brink.

Before I can respond, he's taken me into his mouth and started sucking at my tip.

The groan of pleasure that left my lips was animalistic and deep from within my chest. I could feel Satoru's lips smile around me as he continued to bob his head on the tip of my dick.

His tongue swirls around the entire length of me, but he hasn't taken me in his mouth fully yet. One of his hands continues pumping me from the base to about mid shaft.

With his free hand, he takes one of mine and brings it to the top of his head. I lace my fingers in the silky, stark white strands and tug gently. Satoru moans around me, the feeling was unmatched.

His eyes meet mine and I see the deep lust in his gaze that most likely mirrors my own.

I slowly push his head down so he takes more of me in his mouth,