Opposite Day 𓆗 Tengen Uzui + Wives

C. VII

Suma felt like such a pervert.

Well...he was being a pervert.

There was no other way of going about it.

His skin was flushed, and a blush blossomed along his handsome face. He bit his bottom lip as his dominant hand shamefully gripped around the base of his cock, jerking back and forth to relieve himself of morning wood.

The worst part was that he couldn't have waited until he got to the bathroom. Or somewhere more private. He had to do it now.

It was too much to bear. Precum messily spread across his cock after dribbling from his weeping, sensitive tip. Suma could barely think straight, attempting to keep his voice low to prevent himself from waking up his spouses in bed with him.

But it was hard. No pun intended.

His hand squelched with each movement from the mess he made. Suma's hips buckled helplessly as he continued to jerk off, but with no relief.

Suma was so spoiled to the point that he couldn't cum doing it himself.

He had to have one of you touching him.

There was no way around it.

He whimpered in frustration. He didn't want to wake any of you up; it would be selfish of him.

So many emotions rippled through him that he failed to notice you stirring from your sleep, witnessing the display beside you.

You were pleasantly surprised. You didn't want to seem heartless, but watching Suma squirm and whimper while dealing with a hard-on was somewhat amusing. Your eyes trailed from his handsome face, sprinkled with determined concentration. Suma's eyes were clenched shut as sweat formed along his forehead. A bead gradually dribbled past his temple, his dark strands sticking to his flushed skin. His teeth sunk into his bottom lip, gently tugging.

Your gaze lowered to his dominant hand, jerking himself off with vigor. His hand squelched, moving desperately to chase the high he badly yearned for. You were pleasantly surprised to see the size of Suma's cock.

He was much bigger than you'd anticipated. You were positive Makio's jaw would drop at the sight of it since he was always teasing him about his size.

You couldn't help yourself, "Suma," a tiny smirk bloomed across your lips, "What're you doing this early in the morning?" You didn't need an answer. It was apparent what he was doing.

You watched Suma abruptly halt. His muscles tensed, and his eyes widened with panic as his gaze met yours.

"( name ) Chan!" He whimpered in alarm. His surprise suddenly turned to shame as he turned his gaze elsewhere, cheeks slightly flushed. "I-I," he squirmed, "...I just woke up, and it was sticking up. I swear!"

Poor, naive Suma.

You supposed you couldn't blame him for knowing nothing about morning wood. Before this fiasco, when Tengen would wake up with it, either you or Hinatsuru cared for him. Sometimes, you helped him together.

Suma and Makio would be none the wiser, sleeping soundlessly in bed. It was like this because Makio would be grumpy in the early mornings. Suma was a hefty sleeper. She could sleep through a hurricane as long as she wasn't having a nightmare, which wasn't frequent.

Suma watched you with puppy dog eyes, slowly sitting up and crawling towards him. Your hand gently caressed his chest, and your fingertips ascended to stroke his cheek. "Do you want me to touch you?" He hummed.

"Y-yes...!" he exclaimed. But he softened his voice so as not to be loud for the others. "I mean...yes," he whispered, "please." His dominant hand grasped your hand and lowered it below his lower belly. "Please, oh, please," he pleaded.

"Alright, alright," you cooed, "no need to holler."

Your hand took over, fingers draping around the heated flesh of his cock. Just one touch and Suma hissed at the back of his throat. His hips jerked, almost buckling into your hand before you could start.

You almost laughed. Almost. But you saved face, deciding to spare him from any more of your teasing. Your thumb is pressed against the opening at his tip, swiping away to use as a lubricant. You leaned forward, offering a small kiss before Suma tilted his head to deepen the kiss. He was eager to have your tongue in his mouth and your lips on his.

"Haaa..." He panted, but the majority of his noises were muffled.

The muscles in his lower belly tightened. His jaw clenched as his narrow hips began to move with the tempo of your hand slowly.

The poor guy couldn't help himself.

Your hand had brought him so much relief. He couldn't stop his hips from stuttering, his cock fluttering and his balls tightening as he came quicker than anticipated. White globs spurted from the tip, covering your hand and his pelvis.

Suma panted heavily. He could hear his rapid heart clambering in his chest, practically rattling against the expanse of his ribs. After the afterglow of his orgasm, regaining his composure, he became embarrassed. "...I-I came too fast.." He whined.

"I'm sorry, ( name )chan! Let's go again; I promise I-I won't come so quickly this time."

"Shhh," you had to remind him of your surroundings. "Don't be so loud. You're fine, Suma." You laughed at how desperate he seemed to please you.

"We can worry about that later," You kissed his temple. "Go back to bed. I'll go get something to clean us up, and afterward, we can cuddle, alright...?"

His eyes seemingly glistened with awe. Though you probably wouldn't notice, his heart fluttered ten times over. Suma couldn't even respond; he only nodded his head; the words he desired died at the tip of his tongue.

'( name )chan,' Your name floated around Suma's thoughts as he reclined back into the futon.