Love Story #8865

Chapter Four: Dirty Looks (Hiko)

I am so pissed. How could he treat her like that and she still be okay with it. She fucking punched him and he weaseled his way out of it. Why am I even here at this stupid fucking restaurant?
I look over at Maisa and she's dangling off him.
I swear I'm gonna kill that motherfucker. But by gods does she look fucking amazing. She's such a dime piece, and that thing is eating up her attention. He practically bullies her, then in the same day is blessed with her in a skimpy little dress that shows off her perfection. What I would give to rip it off her, but that's not my job.
She drops a something and bends over and I catch a glimpse of her ass, and my groin aches. Katsuki catches my gaze and puts his hand over her, ending my show. He makes eye contact and smirks, taunting me. The only reason he lets me come to dinner is to show me what I can't have.
We are called back to our table and I snag the seat next to Sa. The waiter brings out some fresh rolls to start us off and the maître d' comes to chat us up.
Of course they want to get into good graces with the owner's sons, everyone is so obsessed with status.
I blink turning my head towards Sa and when I open my eyes I am looking down her chest. I snap my head away.
Oh god, I wish I could slip that stupid little dress off, and watch as she reddens under me. I want to take her breast in my mouth and claim it as she screams "Hi-"
"-ko?"
I snap my head back to her and she's sitting down, thank god.
"Hm?" I hum, realizing how tight my pants suddenly feel.
"Dude? I was asking if you wanted red or white wine. Neither of them want any." She says,  maybe repeats.
"Oh, I want a sweet red, anything before 1970," I say.
She playfully smacks my arm," Look at the Hiko, so knowledgeable about wines. How ever can we thank you for your gracious appearance at our humble table?"
"Please, m'lady the pleasure is all mine," I say feigning a British accent and kissing the back of her hand. She laughs so hard she snorts and Katsuki glares at me.
"As if knowing about wine is impressive, everyone enjoys a sweet red before 1970, it is the best wine for those who can't palate the taste of a wine post the regulations put on the vineyards." Katsuki scoffs.
(A/N: I am talking out of my ass rn I know nothing about wine.)
"Actually I chose it because, often they have stronger notes, due to age and she likes sweet wine." I say with clipped words.
(A/N: again I have no clue and I'm not looking it up)
He rolls his eyes at me. She glances between us with a concerned look on her face.
"O-okay," she says, and she mumbles something else under her breath.
She very awkwardly shifts in her chair, and I do the same, my zipper straining under the tension.
"If I may be excused, I need the restroom," I say after a moment of silence.
I stand and take long strides to the bathroom, trying my darnedest not to give the whole restaurant a show. As I'm walking, an elderly woman makes eye contact with it, and gasps, clutching her necklace. I jog the last few steps as I make it to the bathroom. I stride in and go into a stall. Even the stalls are dramatically large, honestly large enough to fit two people. I unzipped my pants and the pressure of my zipper released, god that was fucking painful.
I do my business and come out to wash my hands. I splash cold water on my face and as I look up, I see Henry looking at me in the mirror.
"Uh... what's up Henry?" I say.
"I was actually wondering why you ran off? You alright man?" He puts his hand on my shoulder and gives me a troubled look.
"Yeah, it's just torture watching her and your brother, did you see her fucking dress?" I growl.
"Did I ever? Dude, even I was adjusting myself." He laughs and seems taken aback by my language. Fuck, I forgot he was gay.
"Henry, I'm losing it,"
"Just get wasted and ignore it bro," he says trying to comfort me.
"It's wine, I'm gonna be feeling more amped up, especially because she gets really touchy when she drinks wine," I groan.
"Lucky for you my comrade, I brought some fucking shots!" He says pulling out four tiny bottles of vodka.
"I could kiss you," I say gracious for my roommate.
"Erm... don't?"
I laugh, almost choking on the first one, and put the second one down with ease.
This night is gonna be so much easier to deal with.
"Woooo! Aight man let's fucking gooo!" He yells.
We walk out of the bathroom chatting all the way to the table. As I sit down I'm bombarded with questions.
"What took you so long? We had to send Henry to come fish you out of the toilet." She asks in a concerned voice that makes my head fuzzy, or maybe it's the alcohol.
"I did fall in and was drowning, thank GOD you sent Henry,"
Henry chokes on his drink, water coming out of his nose. Her eyes widen as she looks back and forth between the two of us.
"Whatever. Hiko I ordered for you." She says.
"Why?" I argue.
"Because I know what you like, silly?"
I'm gonna fold before we even get the wine.
Luckily, the waiter was right there.
He comes up to me and says,"Hello sir, here is the sweet red, pre-1970, this one has notes of cherry and hickory."
"Is this an Italian or French wine"
"Italian." The waiter said.
"Do you have anything similar in a French wine?"
"I can check, of course!"
"Please do, it would be very appreciated."
He reaches to take the bottle and I gesture to leave it. He obliges, skittering away. I look back to the table to see three pairs of eyes staring at me.
"Sorry guys, I zone out when I talk about wine, you all should really like the two I chose," I explain.
"Impressive, Hiko," Katsuki said.
"Shit, dude. I know you usually take charge, but I went wine tasting with some of my American friends and I studied up," I said apologizing.
"Actually-"
The waiter comes up with the other bottle I requested, "This is the French, with cherry and hazelnut instead, also a pre-1970."
"Perfect." I grin "Please open them and leave them both here for us."
I thank the waiter and we pour the wines enjoying the sweet bitterness that comes with it.
~~One bottle of wine later~~
I'm overstimulated.
She's touching my leg, her hand strewn across my thigh, drawing circles with her finger.
It's the only thing I can focus on and it's driving me crazy. I'm too drunk for this.
I lazily look at Henry with pleading eyes, I need him to save me. Henry bursts into laughter, mocking me for my pain. Katsuki is seething, obviously wanting to rip my head off.
I'm not even guilty of anything, she's touching me.
I squint at him.
As if he heard my thoughts, he scoffs and rolls his eyes. I glance around the room, trying to remove my attention from her proximity. The elderly woman from earlier beckons me across the room.
I flinch in my chair, both because of embarrassment and fear.
I catch Henry's eyes and glance over to the woman who has called me over.
"Uh, oh. Looks like our Hiko is getting hit on by older women," he says laughing and pointing.
My face goes all red because I can't control anything with this much alcohol in my system.
"She looks rich, let's see what she needs," I say dragging Henry over with me.
I'm free. Finally, I was about to lose it.
I let out a sigh as we cross the room, trying to decompress.
"Yes, madame? I saw you calling?" I say trying to sound professional.
This woman is very expensive, she's wearing something out of last season Versace, I think, with the biggest diamonds ever around her neck.
"Goodness, it's been so long since I've seen such a tenacious young man as yourself," she smiles, "Is that girl your girlfriend, has she been toying with you, is that why you had to run to the bathroom?" She pries.
Um, what the actual fuck is going on.
"Pardon?"
Henry falls back in a chair snickering at my confusion. "Apparently, everyone can see your pining, Hiko."
"Now, Henry, what is so fucking funny?" The old woman says. My eyes widen at her language.
Did we tell her our names? When did he do that? Why is he so comfortable with this random woman?
"Grandmother, I'm laughing at him because he's so obvious." Henry says.
Ah, grandmother.
I move to block Henry in his chair, placing my arms in either side of his head. I put my mouth to his ear and say," Why didn't you tell me this was your grandmother?"
He freaks out and shoves me back hard. I look at him confused and a little hurt.
"Don't block me in like that you ass," his face is a little red and he has an annoyed expression on his face.
"Whatever, unfortunately madame she is not my girlfriend, she is dating the man who currently resides at our table. I apologize for any inconvenience but my life is all too boring. I will be walking back to my table." I say flatly.
What is going on tonight, everything is so tense and awkward, even with Henry and he's the least awkward guy I know.
As I start walking away, an arm puts me in a headlock and drags me to the bathroom.
"Henry let me go!" I struggle.
"No we need to have a fight in peace!" He squeaks out.
We make it to the bathroom and he shoves me into a stall.
"Why are you acting all flirty with everyone? Stop flirting with me. I can't handle it right now," he says, his face getting redder as we speak.
He looks really good right now, I think he's hinting that he's as sexually frustrated as me.
"Dude what, I'm so confused, I'm not trying to flirt, I'm drunk as fuck right now and trying not to lose my mind over Maisa!" I say a little too loudly.
"I wish it were me-" he mumbles.
Did I hear that right? Why is he avoiding looking at me?
I grab his face and force him to look me in the eyes, our faces merely inches apart. He gets very red and starts fighting to get away from me. I grab one of his wrists with my other hand.
"Henry," I say sternly looking deep into his eyes. "What did you just say?" I'm searching his face to try to find answers, or maybe a way to get him to comply.
"Get off me, Hiko" he grunts still trying to fight me.
"I'm not letting go until you repeat it," I growl out.
He sighs defeatedly," Hiko you're so fucking stupid, I'm into you. I have been for a while and I know you're bi, but you're fucking obsessed with Maisa. I don't know why, but you're my best friend and my roommate so I didn't want to make any advances..."
Ah so he likes me, and he's still talking. Fuck I forgot to listen. I've gotta get him to stop rambling. I should kiss him. That's a bad idea. He's not ugly, but I am drunk. He wants me, but I only like his appearance. He's my best friend, I could really fuck that up, Alas, he's still talking. Fuck it.
I pull him into a smooth kiss, it's not enough to satisfy either of us, and he stops moving at all.
I break the kiss and he looks up at me with teary eyes.
"I-I'm sorry, I needed you to stop talking because I stopped listening," I stumble over my words, realizing how bad that idea was.
"You couldn't just tell me to shut up?" Henry pleads.
"I'm also kind of thinking with my dick right now. I'm sorry, the wine was a bad idea."
"Yes it was, we are all riled up and it's leaving us to make bad decisions." He says looking away.
"What bad decisions have you been making, Henry?" I try to meet his eyes again, but he's avoiding me. I grab his chin tilting it to make him look at me. His ears go red and it makes my knees feel weak.
"Answer me, please," I say more desperately than I intend. He lets out a whine that makes me go rigid. What was that noise? Why do I want him to make it again? Damn that was so hot. I might not be able to control myself tonight. No, I'm not going to use him like this.
"Oh you know, just confessing to you while you're drunk and horny, hoping I can get a reaction," Henry says, looking at me. He's making me feel guilty.
"Trust me I'm reacting, but I'm not gonna use your body for personal gain," I say angrily, furrowing my brow.
"I'd rather have a little bit of you, than none," he admits.
My gaze softens. "Henry, man. That's not healthy," I say, running my thumb along his cheek, and unintentionally leaning in a little.
Tears well in his eyes, " I know but I just want you to touch me."
He's so convincing, but I have to stand strong. I'm just so tired and he's turning me on so much.
"I'm touching you now?" I half ask.
"You know what I mean." He scoffs.
"I can't touch you without using you." I shift uncomfortably.
"Oh my god. Just let me handle my own emotions!" he yells.
"Henry, I need us to be responsible," my voice waivers.
He's so close and he's trembling, using me for stability. I'm trying to hold on to control for dear life, but if he decides to make a move I'm going to fold.
He's searching my face and gets caught on my lips. I run my thumb on his bottom lip, my resistance slipping. He grabs the back of my head and pulls hard bringing my ear to his mouth.
"Please, I need it Hiko," he begs.
His breath tickles my ear and his teeth join, he nips at it, teasing me.
I have to stop him, but it feels so good. How long has it been since I've had sex-? 6 months? A year? I'm so frustrated and touch starved.
"Henry, don't," I groan.
He starts trailing kisses and bites down my neck, until he finds a sweet spot, which makes me jump. He latches on harder, causing me to groan out his name in protest. He detaches in surprise and I slam him into the wall.
"Henry, I don't want you the way you want me. The most we could ever be is friends with benefits," I say, pleading him to stop. He takes my face in his hands.
"I know, and I'm okay with that." He pulls me in closer to him, I almost fall catching myself on the wall behind him. We are very close and I rest my forehead on his.
"You shouldn't-"
He cuts me off with a kiss, grabbing me by my tie and pulling closer. I try to step back and he keeps me in as he parts my lips with his tongue.
Fuck it.
I slide one hand into his hair and the other cradles his back. Tilting his head up I kiss him deeper and harder than before. I bite his lip teasing and pulling away, pulling him with me. As I dive back in, I'm the one exploring his mouth, parting his lips with my tongue, tasting everything I can as if he won't exist outside of this moment. He tastes like wine and basil. I'm so hard right now.
I move my hand from his back to his zipper, undoing his pants.
He breaks away and says "Hiko what are you-"
I cut him off with a short kiss and undo my own.
"Shh just trust me for a second." I pant, a smirk pulling at my lips.
I pull him back in aggressively taking his mouth, and kissing him so hard my own lips hurt, he lets out a soft moan as he reaches for anything and lands on my hips. I pull our hips to meet, and grind against him. His knees buckle a little and I pull him back up. I push him back against the wall pinning him only with my mouth, as my hands adventure to the hem of his underwear, I pull them down slightly to reveal his length, hard and warm. He gasps as I take it into my hand, stroking it slowly.
"Hiko," he moans out. I meet our mouths before he can say anything else. I take my free hand and pull my own length out, it's considerably larger than his, and so hard it almost hurts.
Henry looks down and gasps,"What the fuck, it's huge?"
"It's not that big," I laugh rolling my eyes.
I spit in my hand, and put our cocks together. I take them both in my hand and start slowly stroking them. Ah fuck, it feels so good. I can't do this for too long or I'll finish soon.
As if matching that sentiment, Henry's knees waiver but I pin him to the wall for support.
"Does that feel good, Henry?" I whisper in his ear.
I get a resounding yes, as he whimpers when I touch the head of his cock, both of us dripping in saliva and pre-cum.
"I can agree," I laugh.
He pulls me back into a desperate and messy kiss. I break the kiss quickly and let go of him.
He's about to be so mad when I say we have to go back out there.
"We have to get back out there, the sooner we get out of here, the sooner we can have fun," I smile.
He looks at me like he's going to murder me, but he starts fixing himself, and grumbling. I fluff out his hair, and tuck it the way it was before I messed it up. I start fixing my own clothes, it's a tight fit on the pants but I manage. He's finished first, and turns to go out. Dayum, his ass is so nice. Those pants really got him good.
As he reaches for the handle I catch his hips, pulling his back to my hips, and nuzzling my face in his neck. His neck gets warmer and he tries to protest but I cover his mouth.
"These pants make your ass look good, I- EW," I say pulling my hand from his mouth.
"Did you just lick me?"
"Yes, I did, don't put your hand over my mouth jackass," he says, annoyed.
I laugh and we leave the stall, luckily no one is in the bathroom. We wash our hands and move to walk out of the bathroom. Katsuki opens the door as we reach for it.
"What the fuck has taken you so long?" He yells at us.
"We were fighting..." Henry trails off.
"Whatever, you're worrying Maisa." He drags us both back to the table.
"Are you okay?" Maisa says, giggling as she slurs her words.
"We're okay gorgeous, but we have to leave soon because you've got a hot date with your boyfriend." I say, feeling jealous.
I'm gonna need them to go away so we can talk/ fuck more.
"Yes, you do." Katsuki says, eyeing me suspiciously.
He flags the waiter over to gather the check and a bag for the leftovers.
"Do you need help with her or can we go?" Henry says to Katsuki. I give him a shocked look, then recognize she is asleep, I won't need to stay and entertain her. I wish she wasn't asleep, though she looks like an angel.
"Nah, you guys can go." Katsuki says.
I give him a thumbs up and we walk out. We find the train to campus and hop on. We are sitting next to each other not saying anything. He looks over at me and smiles. I put my hand on his cheek feeling guilt start to rise in my chest.
"Are you sure you're okay with this?" I ask.
"Yes and you aren't going to convince me otherwise." He laughs tousling my hair.
"You look so sad and stupid right now," he chides, pulling me into a headlock. I try to fight my way out but he has me in a really good chokehold. So I just settle into his arms.
"Fuck you," I snarl.
"You're going to soon," he says nipping at my ear.
I push him off me and grab his neck in my hand. "How are we sure, it's not you that likes this?" I tease.
He smacks me on the side of my head and we both laugh.
Right, he's still my best friend. Our relationship may be homoerotic but we are still bros. He's always been hot, you're just too caught up with Maisa. I wonder if she made it okay, he definitely took her to her room and if she wakes up she'll be horny. I wonder what she likes.
I stare out the window as I think, it's hard for my heart to not ache at the thought of her under him moaning his name.
My eyes flare and Henry smacks me again.
"Get out of your own head. I don't know what you're thinking but stop it." He says.
"I'm just thinking about how many times to make you cu-", he cuts me off with his hand. Aggressively shushing me. I smile under his hand and lick him, like he had done to me. He rears his hand back and wipes my spit on my jacket.
~~At the dorms~~
As I flop on my bed, suddenly feeling exhausted, Henry starts taking off his suit jacket and shoes, putting them away like he always does. When he takes off his belt he slaps we with it.
"Take off your shoes and jacket you don't want it wrinkled dumbass." He says.
Ever the rich boy, always telling me how to keep my suit intact. I remember when he bought this for me, we had flown to Milan. It was crazy.
I roll my eyes and get up, slipping my shoes off. I hang my jacket on a hook and lean against the foot board of my bed. I look him in the eyes as I take off my belt, I get up towards him tugging to loosen my tie.
I hold them out in each hand and ask, "Which one do you want around your hands?"
He punches me in the shoulder as I laugh, doubling over.
"HAHAHAHA, what was with that face," I say tears forming in my eyes.
"You're so annoying," he rolls his eyes.
I toss the tie and belt and sit on my bed, as I sit I spread my legs and undo the buttons on my pants.
I also remove the top button of the shirt, sending relief through my body, and unbutton my sleeves. Henry comes between my legs and crouches down, rubbing his hands on my thighs, reaching to undo my zipper.
I stop him, and ask "What do you think you're doing?"
He looks up at me confused.
"I'm gonna give you head?"
"Not yet you aren't," I say an evil grin splitting my lips. "Stand up." I order.
He slowly stands looking at me like I'm crazy. I grab his shirt and pull his face to mine, my zipper straining at his closeness. His face is pink and he's already hard. I smile and pull him into a slow, tense kiss. He tries to deepen it and I pull away teasing. He grabs my shirt and pulls me in.
"Stop doing that," he growls at me. I smile against his lips, it's working on him as well as it is on me. I swear I'm about to pounce on him.
I push him away and stand, eyes almost even with his. He's so close to my height, it's gonna be so fun to fuck him.
(A/N: Hiko is 1 inch taller)
I bend down a touch to put my face in his neck, and I start teasing again, kissing here, biting there, and licking soft spots. He starts breathing heavy as I continue on his neck, hands unbuttoning his shirt slowly.
"Undo it faster, this is torture," he pleads.
I suck harder on his neck, causing him to wobble and unbutton it slower than before. He groans, rolling his head back. His breaths are deep and match the speed of my hands. As I get to the last button I take his shirt of. In one swift move I turn him with his back to the bed and push him down.
He looks up at me, and I brace my hands on either side of his hips. I kiss him lightly.
"You need to put your head on my pillow," I say, finally undoing my zipper. He does as I said and moves his way up to my pillow. I crawl to over top of him, and sit back on my heals straddling him, our groins rubbing. His breath catches and he pulls at my shirt, "Off."
"So demanding," I say unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my torso. I slide my shirt off and onto the floor as he reaches for my chest.
"Damn, bro. You kinda hot." He says, teasing.
"Shut up Henry," I say rolling my eyes. I hunch down kissing him, forcing my tongue into his mouth and trying to taste everything he has to offer once more. I pull his tongue into my mouth and bite it lightly, pulling away. We are both panting pretty hard as I dive back in, biting and deepening the kiss until we are both breathless. I push his hair out of his face, and kiss him on the cheek. I nip at his ear, kiss the hickey forming on his neck, slide my tongue along his collar bone which causes him to buck his hips. I force his hips back down, and suck on just below his collar bone. I trail kisses down to his nipple and flick my tongue over the bud. He whines, needy for my touch. I oblige taking his nipple into my mouth and sucking hard. His skin is so soft, and I wanna touch it all with my tongue. I let out a groan of my own. He wiggles his hips as I allow him some friction on my own bulge.
"I need... pants... off... too hot." He gasps out.
Ah I wanna rip them off of him, but he might get mad. They're probably expensive. I fight the urge to tear them off and start at his hips, shimmying the fabric down while he wiggles to get out of them. I toss those on the floor as he gives me a dirty look. Hah. It's pretty fucking dirty because he looks like a slut right now. I can't wait to feel him around me. I don't even know how to dirty talk to him because I don't know what he likes.
"Yo, how do you like to be spoken to, when you're doing this?" I ask bluntly.
He looks at me annoyed, "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I'm trying to figure out if you can handle being called my slut, or if i need to tell you're being a good boy, so fucking tell me." I growl.
"I- a mix of both is fine," he spits out.
"Awwww," I grab his face, "Am I making you angry? Sorry handsome, I'm gonna keep pissing you off."
He groans at the name calling, I think. Is handsome the one that does it for him? Let's find out.
I put my mouth near his ear and start palming his bulge, "Is it handsome that does it for you? Huh pretty boy?"
He's bucking up into my hand and he's panting harder than before, I need to hurry up.
I reach into my bedside table and pull out some lube and condoms. I step off the bed and remove my own pants.
"When was the last time you had sex, Henry?" I ask.
"Why are you jealous already?" He smirks.
"No dumbfuck, I'm asking if you've been loosened recently." I let out flatly.
"It's been a couple weeks? Maybe even a month. So you'll have to do a little work." He looks good with the moonlight hitting him.
"I can put in the work," I assure him. "Spread your legs."
I crawl back over to him, grabbing the lube and covering my fingers.
"I haven't had sex in like a year so I'm rusty," I add.
He scoffs and I level our faces out, diving down to kiss him and tease him. He takes off his boxers and tosses them away. I nip his lips and he whines as I run my fingers over his hole. I grin and slowly push one in, eliciting a gasp from him as I break the barrier.
"More," he begs and I shake my head. I start sliding my finger in and out curling it, trying to find his sweet spot. I take my middle finger and trace around it. I attempt a second finger and it slides in like butter, he whimpers as I spread and curl them.
"Is that doing it, pretty boy? At this point you won't even need my cock. All I have to do is play with you like this and you'll melt in my hand."
He lets out a louder moan that winds me up a little.
"As much as I appreciate the feedback, these walls are thin, so I'm gonna need you to try to stay quiet. Okay?" He nods his head in response.
I find what I'm looking for and he arches his back, pushing my hand a little deeper.
"How needy," I say smirking.
I push a third finger in and start maneuvering around, ever so slightly grazing his spot, just enough to curl his toes and make him breathy. He huffs at me, obviously annoyed.
We can't have that.
I start thrusting my hand in and out quickly, hitting his spot every time, him moaning with each touch. He's arching into my touch eager for more, hands reaching for me. I lean forward, nestling my arm in his lower back and my face in his neck. I thrust my hand in more forcefully and erratically and he wraps his arms around me nails digging in my back. Mmm that feels good, he's gonna mark me up so much. He's moaning and whining all over, being way too loud. I cover his moans with a long and deep kiss, speeding up my hands as he trembles in my arms. He arches one last time, before finishing and making a mess on his stomach.
I pull my hand out, and move to grab a towel. I wipe him off and move to grab a condom.
"Not even a break?" He asks.
"Let me off first pretty boy, then I'll give you a break," I say grinning.
I roll the condom on, him eyeing me as I sigh from the moment.
"Henry, I need you on your hands and knees." I demand.
He looks at me suspiciously and doesn't move.
"I'll go slow at first, but I'll probably speed up to something I want." I admit.
He accepts it and gets on his hands and knees. It's gonna be a tight fit, I hope it doesn't hurt him too bad.
I align my length to his hole, twitching as it grazes over it. I push it in, it sliding in easier than I expected. Oh my fucking god he's so warm and tight.
I let out a moan as I slide in further.
"Fuck," I let out.
I put my hands on his hips and slowly thrust in and out, this motion ripping simultaneous groans from our lips.
Going slow is torture, but I have to be careful.
"More. Please." He says using clipped words. His brain is already frying. Perfect.
I start moving faster going deeper, until I'm all the way in and soon after pulling away, only to be all in again. He's gasping and reaching for the pillow to cover his mouth and gripping the sheets for dear life.
Ah fuck, it's still not fast enough.
I up my speed, pulling him back into me hard. A groan escapes my lips and I bend down to his ear. My speed and depth unrelenting.
"Wow. Look at you handsome, taking me like it's the only thing you know how to do. You're doing such a good job Henry, let me hear you fully just once so it can play in my head anytime you decide to sass me," I nip. I move to kiss his shoulder as he moans putting me at the edge of ecstasy. I bite down hard as I try not to finish yet still pounding fast and erratic.
Knock, Knock, Knock
Who the fuck is knocking on our door?
I lean down and remind him to shush as I keep thrusting.
"Who the fuck is it?" I yell.
"Yo, it's Katsuki, do either of you have extra condoms?"
Henry's eyes go wide and he looks at me afraid.
"Yeah, give me a sec and I'll grab you some," I yell back.
I don't move, I lean down to Henry's ear and say," I fucking hate your brother," adjusting to hit deeper in him so I can finish. I start going erratic and I'm so close, I lean down again. "I'm so close handsome, you're doing such a good job. Staying so quiet and talking it like a good boy," I coo as he arches at my words. He is tightening again, ah I'm so close I'm gonna-
"What are you doing in there?"
Cum, Shit. It's so good. Fuck yes.
I tremble and softly groan as I finish, pumping slower until I'm done.
Henry splays out, panting hard for air as I move to take off the condom and throw on a robe. I kiss his head picking up a fresh condom for Katsuki.
I walk over and open the door, squinting at the light and handing him the condom.
"Here," I say my voice hoarse.
"Where is my brother?" He asks.
"Sleeping." I say trying to close the door. He stops it looking at me, before letting go. I ignore whatever that just was and close the door, turning to see Henry curled up on the bed.
"I'm sorry if that was too much, your brother pissed me off coming here knocking. What do you want to do now? We can go another round or sleep, after cleaning you up?" I apologize.
He looks at me, the exhaustion settling on his face. "Sleep." I nod and grad some baby wipes, wiping his whole body and myself off. I dress us both, and move into my bed behind him. "You're not gonna move me to my bed?" He asks. "Do you want me to?" I respond. He shakes his head and I smile nuzzling into his neck. He drifts to sleep.
Ah shit, what time is it, and I should probably call Maj.