Venom

《 Seventy- Eight 》 M

"Yifan..n-no.."

"Look at yourself."

"I-I can't.."

"Come on, baby. Open your eyes and enjoy the view."

The air in the bathroom was hot because of them. Lorenzo opened his eyes shyly and looked at the mirror in front of him. He felt so exposed and vulnerable. Yifan was holding his legs open by gripping the back of his knees. The tiger stood in front of the bathroom mirror while holding his lover's thighs tight, not letting him fall. Lorenzo's knuckles were white from how tight he was holding his husband's biceps.

Lorenzo's upper body and inner thighs were full of lovebites. Some red and some light pink. His flushed neck was littered with hickies from Yifan's possessive lips. Lorenzo's legs felt like jelly and his stomach ached with need. The taller man looked no different from him. Yifan's chest and upper arms were filled with scratch marks, some of them oozing dark red blood. There were lovebites on his chest and abs, given to him by his lover in their second round.

The younger man smirked and thrusted up, making his lover's head fall back on his shoulder. This position made Yifan hit Lorenzo's bundle of nerves each time his hips snapped up. "This is the view you give me each time you open your legs to take me in. Look how sexy you are."

"T-This..ah..is too much." Lorenzo moaned.

"Lorenzo. If you don't look, I'm gonna stop moving." That threat made Lorenzo open his eyes again.

He stared at the reflection and looked down at where they were connected. His entrance was covered in cum and lube. His hole was red and abused by the size of his husband's dick but Lorenzo wanted more. This was their third round but the couple wasn't ready to let go of each other. Yifan saw Lorenzo staring down at his length going in and out. The smaller man's cheeks were rosy and his plump pink lips were swollen from harsh bites. He looked like a hot mess and Yifan felt pride at the state he had put Lorenzo in.

The tiger smirked and bit his lover's ear. The elder moaned wildly as Yifan's hips snapped against his ass. "Look how desperate your hole is for my dick."

"Fan..mm" Lorenzo's nails left scratches on Yifan's biceps as he stared at the dirty reflection.

The taller man smirked while kissing the back of his lover's neck. He spoke dirty things into Lorenzo's ear while hitting his sweet spot repeatedly. "You take it so well despite my size."

"F-Fan..oh!" All the elder could remember was his husband's name. His lips chanted it like a mantra, lifting Yifan's ego.

"Touch yourself." Yifan commanded while staring into the other's weak eyes through the reflection.

Lorenzo wrapped a hand around his aroused length and began to jerk himself off. Yifan's pace became faster, trying to match the speed of the smaller man's wrist. The pleasure he felt in the front and back made him feel overwhelmed. "Ah..ah..ah!"

"That's it, baby." Lorenzo's cheek fell back on Yifan's chest as he whimpered. "Keep going."

"It feels so good." The elder mewled and Yifan captured his lips by turning his head.

The two kissed again, all messy and full of spit. The tiger's saliva dripped down Lorenzo's chin as Yifan bit the corner of his mouth. The smaller man's moans were music to the younger man's ears. Groans left Yifan's mouth as he kissed Lorenzo again. The tiger's pace sped up and he began to slam up into Lorenzo's hole roughly. Lorenzo's wrist sped up and his toes curled up. Yifan bit down on his shoulder as Lorenzo screamed.

"Yifan! I can't!"

The smaller man's wrist fell to his side weakly as he came again. Liquid squirted from his length and spilled over their reflections in the mirror, staining it. The elder felt his body twitch as Yifan came in him again, filling him to the hilt. A whimper left Lorenzo's lips as his husband pulled out.