NSFW DJCom Fics

Touch

DJ had his hand up Commander's shirt, caressing and squeezing his body. He had Commander pinned up against their bedroom's wall securely. Their tongues slipped against each other as soft moans and whines poured out from Commander.

His hand ventured up Commander's torso, eventually reaching his plush chest. DJ swept a thumb across Commander's nipple, not exactly expecting Commander to react so strongly. Commander let out a high whine of pleasure, shuddering exaggeratingly against DJ's form. DJ pulled back from the kiss with a surprised (and slightly intrigued) expression. His hand was still planted firmly against Commander's chest. DJ's lips curled into a smirk as he brushed against Commander again.

Another soft sound encouraged DJ to continue. DJ captured Commander's lips into another sloppy kiss, pushing him further against the wall. His fingers tweaked the nubs, ripping out a squeak of pleasure.

He gave Commander no mercy as he squeezed and toyed with his chest. Commander was continuously moaning and whining into DJ's mouth, with his back arched and chest pushing more into DJ's working hands. Commander was shuddering against his larger form and DJ absolutely loved it. He was amazed at how he was turned to a gasping, squirming mess in such a short amount of time.

He finally pulled away for the last time before moving down. He kissed all over Commander's face and neck, eventually getting bolder and grazing his sharp teeth against the delicate skin.

DJ nipped at Commander's flexing throat, pulling a whimper from the leader. His fingers brushed against the rosy buds with every lap of his tongue on his neck. He could feel Commander's hips rut up against his own, making a grin form on his lips.

"DJ— a-ah!" Commander squealed when DJ suddenly bit down on him, marking his neck with deep red teeth indents. By the looks of it, DJ was sure anyone would be able to see that when it's healed. The thought made his heart thump faster.

His hands never left their place on the leader's shuddering chest. The commander had no way of squirming away from DJ's pleasurable attack, all he could do was moan and gasp his name. "Hmm, does it feel good?" DJ asked, breath hot against Commander's bare neck. He felt Commander shudder and nod.

Admittedly, DJ had no idea his nipples were /this/ sensitive. Not like he minded it, really. It was actually quite addicting watching Commander twitch as he messed with the sensitive buds. He knew damn well he was going to use this newfound information from now on.

Commander mewled. "Honey, y-you're gonna make me—" DJ brushed a hand over his hard nipples mid sentence. "—Ah! You're gonna make me cum! Mmh... please!" His chest fluttered with his frantic panting.

"You're gonna cum from me touching your nipples?" DJ purred. "Are you really that sensitive here?" Commander's breath hitched.

"Shut up... nnngh..."

DJ's smirk only grew at his wavering voice. He pinned Commander even further against the wall, nestling a knee in between the trembling leader's legs. His knee was now firmly planted against Commander's crotch, gently and purposefully grinding against his sensitive area. "Oh, come on. It's cute, Comm." The smile in his voice was obvious, making Commander turn red and groan through his girly moaning.

"I'm close," Commander whined, accidentally grinding directly against DJ's knee. DJ sped up a little. He made sure his fingers kept at his nipples, turning them a flushed red from all the pinching and brushing against.

His mind was set on making Commander reach his peak just from his touch.

Much to DJ's amusement, Commander was reduced to a whining slut at this point. His back arched into DJ's touch and his rosy lips parted in a string of loud, drawn out moans. He could tell Commander was about to orgasm, evident by his hurried panting and quivering.

"I know you want to. C'mon, baby, cum for me. Cum just from me touching you like this." DJ's voice dipped into a low, seductive purr, rumbling in Commander's ears. A whine broke past Commander's trembling lips as DJ flicked his nipple a few times. "Let me know how good this feels."

That seemed to do it for Commander.

Commander hit his peak almost instantaneously. He leaned forward, moaning loudly into DJ's shoulder, eyes clenched shut and fogged up sunglasses jostling with his movement. His hips stuttered a bit against DJ's knee, rocking and twitching throughout his orgasm.

DJ didn't stop playing with him as he came. He felt a wet stickiness press up against his rolling knee, making him smirk stupidly. Commander's legs were wobbling and struggling to hold himself up due to his climax. He put a majority of his weight against DJ, post-orgasmic warmth washing over him comfortably.

It was clear Commander was overstimulated from both the orgasm and touching, as he began to whine when DJ didn't stop. "D-DJ. I'm too sensitive!" He gasped, chest instinctually moving away from DJ. DJ grinned toothily.

"Alright, alright. I'll stop." He slowly let go of Commander, allowing him to regain his strength and balance. Commander automatically grabbed onto DJ's shoulder before he toppled over from exhaustion. "I had no idea touching you there would make you have such a huge orgasm."

The embarrassed glare DJ received was laughable.