ઇଓ 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬 [𝕆𝕤𝕒𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕒]

𝔔𝔲𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔬𝔯𝔱𝔯𝔦𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔪

"Fuck—"

Suna shuddered, gripping Osamu's shoulders while his hips canted and a gasp fell out of his mouth. His legs were hooked around Osamu's waist, pulling him closer. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back with another moan.

"Oh my god—" Suna groaned, nails digging into his skin.

Osamu panted, a shine of sweat layering his skin while he rolled his hips. He gripped Suna's waist and grunted, feeling him tighten around his cock with every thrust.

"Fuck, Rin," he muttered, burying his face in his neck and sucking marks onto his skin.

"'Samuuuu," Suna whined, snaking a hand down to stroke himself. He moaned lowly, twitching and tightening around Osamu. Suna took his other hand to tweak his nipple and looked at Osamu, flushed cheeks and dilated eyes.

"Baby," he groaned, biting Suna's lobe and trying to slow him down. Suna wasn't having it. He pushed Osamu to the side and onto his back, knees planted on either side of him. Osamu blinked, staring up at Suna's flushed expression before glancing down.

He got a clear view of his cock disappearing inside of him. He bit his lip while Suna slowly started to move, a whimper caught in his throat while he clenched his fists on top of Osamu's chest. He then flattened his palms and scrunched up his brow. He could reach much deep now, and the way Suna jerked, unable to set a clean pace, was edging him just right. His cock throbbed inside, softness squeezing around him.

Osamu gazed at Suna's flushed face. He grasped his hips trying to slam him down. Suna gasped and shuddered, and everytime he twitched Osamu's brain went a bit fuzzy. "Wait," he ordered weakly. Osamu glared but Suna wasn't quite there so he let it go.

"God—hurry up," Osamu groaned. Suna panted and nodded.

"Fuck—just OHFUCK—!" Suna froze, mouth open and shuddering. Osamu grinned.

"Found it?"

"Yeah," he breathed out.

"Good." Osamu thrusted up and Suna nearly shouted.

"Oh—god—fuck yesyesyes ungh!" he moaned.

"Oh—baby," Osamu sighed, moving one hand to wrap around Suna's cock. He whined while Osamu simply left his hand there, letting him thrust into it with each roll of his hips.

"Fu—fuck I..." Suna shivered. "Feels s'good," he cried.

"Com'ere," Osamu demanded, grabbing his arm and pulling him down for a kiss. Suna moaned, letting his tongue slip inside without any resistance. His cock pressed against Osamu's abs while he rutted against him. "Fuck—fuckfuck Rin 'm gonna cum," he grunted.

"Inside—inside, please I—fuck!"

The both came, shaking and panting while they grasped each other for some semblance of stability.

Osamu's chest rose and fell while he slowly went soft inside Suna. The two murmured when he started to pull out. He could see a dribble of cum slip down Suna's leg.

"Fuck..." Osamu said again, really nothing else in his vocabulary at the moment.

This was probably the third time they went at it.

The sun was already rising again and Osamu could read the blaring red numbers, 4:30 a.m.

Shit.

He had work tomorrow.

Today.

It was already Today.

Had he really spent that long teasing Suna?

"I need'a shower," Suna mumbled, voice hoarse from all his moaning and crying. He wiped his cheeks and rubbed his eyes.