"Not here." (psyborg)

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"Are you sure nobody else is here, Uki?" The cyborg asks nervously, as Uki pushes him into one of the stalls, closing the door behind hom, with a devilish smirk on his face.

"I'm sure there's nobody else here. Plus, if there is, then I guess they'll have to hear us." He replies, kissing him on the cheek.

Fulgur isn't bothered by the idea of having sex in public. They've done it several times before-so he's sort of used to it, by now. But he wouldn't say it's a normal occurrence in the relationship. Of course, they do take things to the bedroom.

Uki then gets on his knees one before, still looking up at the cyborg with that cheeky smile of his. "Do you trust me, Fuu-chan?" He asks, resting his head on his thigh. And Fulgur immediately answers, giving a nod. "Why wouldn't I?" He asks, relaxing his hand on his hair, running his fingers through it.

The psychic let's out a hum of relief, and want—somehow. He rubs his cheek against his thigh, still smiling up at him. "That was a stupid question, actually." He replies, another one of his teasing. "I'm glad you trust me, Fuufuu-chan," He adds, before sitting up, his teeth latching onto the zipper, pulling it down.

Fulgur watches with intent, and when he realizes he's been pervertedly watching, he looks away, face painted with red. Uki looks up, letting out a giggle. "Nervous, Fuufuu-Chan?" He asks. "Look at me,"

He is quick to listen. The man glances over to the other on his knees, biting down on his bottom lip. Uki grins, before pulling down the others boxers, watching as his cock springs into the air. He lets out a small gasp, wrapping his hands around it, which manages to pull a small grunt out from the cyborg.

"This is all for me? Ahh, I'm so lucky." Uki teases once more. He then places his mouth on the tip, before taking him in fully-Fulgur let's out a small whimper in response, hands grabbing onto some of the violet hair. Not too roughly, however. The last thing he wants is to hurt Uki, after all.

It surprises him how his gag reflex just..disappears whenever he sucks him off. Maybe Uki is just used to..doing this?

That's the last thing he cares about right now, though. Uki raises his head, then back down again. He starts to bob his head at a normal pace-not too fast, or too slow. Just right. A string of whines escape Fulgur's lips—He covers his mouth with his free hand that isn't on Uki's hair, face incredibly red.

The way the psychics tongue pushes itself against the head of his cock is just too much for him. He throws his head back, pushing his head further down on his dick. He earns a small whine from the other—hands eagerly grabbing onto his thighs.

Fulgur breathes heavily, looking down at Uki. He loosens his grip slightly. "Sorry." He apologizes, unsure if he can say anything else, as he's positive it'll just come out all slurred, followed with some whines and grunts, due to being so lost in the pleasure.

Uki doesn't respond, and instead keeps going at the same pace. At some point, he speeds up the pace, which makes Fulgur throw his head back in pleasure once more. Moans drip from his tongue, as he desperately grabs onto the psychics hair.

Uki lets out a small whine from the hair pulling, but doesn't dare say anything. He picks up the pace, closing his eyes. Fulgur whines in want-and that's when things start to move fast. The cyborg grabs a fistful of hair, which makes Uki wince. He looks up at him, curious as to what he wants.

"Uki, I'm sorry." He apologizes for what he's about to do. Uki is confused, but soon catches on when he feels the other places both hands beside his head, then start moving it at the pace he wanted. The sudden action makes the psychic whine in pleasure, grabbing onto his lovers thighs, nails digging into them slightly.

Fulgur can't seem to control himself. He loses himself in pleasure, and in Uki's mouth. The speed he's going at isn't that fast, but the perfect pace just for Fulgur. As much as he wants to go fast, he knows Uki probably won't be able to handle it. And he wants this to feel good for the both of them.

The cyborgs mouth hangs open, moan after moan- and his noises are like music to Uki's ears. He's glad that Fulgur feels good, that he is making him feel good. At some point, Fulgur cums, and he lets go. Uki takes in all of it, making sure he doesn't miss a drop. He swallows, and looks up at the almost tired out cyborg. He smiles at the sight, lapping up any that he missed. He pats his thigh softly, to get his attention.

"You're so loud, Fuu-Chan." He comments. Fulgur giggles, tucking some of the violet hair behind the others ear. "Only when it comes to you, no?" He smiles warmly.

Uki snickers, pressing a kiss to his to the palm of his hand. He then gets up, that same cheeky grin on his face from before. "We aren't done yet, Fuufuu-chan." He says almost too innocently.

Fulgur's eyes go wide a bit, as he looks up at the psychic. They aren't done..? What's next? He thinks to himself. He gulps, a wobbly smile working its way onto his lips. "What's gonna happen now?" He asks.

Uki pulls away a bit, thinking for a moment. He puts a hand on his chin, just to emphasize that he's thinking. He then hums, leaning closer. The violet haired male places both hands on his shoulders, lips brushing against his cheek slightly. "Get on your hands and knees, while facing the door." He whispers.