NSFW Content: Biting, choking, spitting, throat-fucking, (very minor) breathplay, (minor) mind-breaking, anal sex, fingering, brat-taming, begging, frustration, orgasm-denial, pinning.
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The deadbolt on the front door thunked, and creaked slowly open. Mint ducked his head inside briefly, sure that no one was inside the apartment, but cautious anyway. Thankfully, Malcolm wasn't around to create any unwanted attention. He and everyone else were probably going to the library for a study group session soon. Tsurai, too. He was probably walking alone across the campus– when they should be walking together. A thorn of guilt pierced Mint's chest, but dissipated just as quickly when Julius brushed past him to get inside. The thrill of having someone like Julius around exploded Mint's nerves and drowned his consciousness. It was the exact blinding distraction he desperately needed right now.
The interior of the apartment was quiet and shrouded in shadow. Mint didn't have a moment to flip a switch or offer a beverage. The instant the front door clicked shut again, Julius enveloped Mint in a rush of hands and lust. His back pinned to the door, and his wrists were held level with his shoulders. Julius craned his head down to bite the junction where Mint's neck and shoulder met in delicate muscle. An involuntary gasp and moan bubbled from Mint's throat. Julius remained just a second more, to nip and suck the skin and palm the front of Mint's pants, before backing off with a devious smile. Mint huffed and grinned, frustrated at himself for how eager he was.
"You gonna show me to your room?" Julius asked, sharp teeth bared in a smile.
They wasted no time, discarding their shoes in a heap and bee-lining to Mint's bedroom. Julius was last to enter, shutting the bedroom door behind himself and immediately taking off his tank top. Mint sat at the edge of his bed, trying to mask his surprise at both how Julius was undressing so unceremoniously, and also at his built physique. Julius was muscular in the practical way, broad and toned from lifting heavy objects and working with his hands. Mint saw first the tattoo on his chest, and wondered whose initials were wrapped in the black ink heart. And then with a closer look, he noticed remnants of old scars that dotted Julius's arms and chest, and he wondered what kind of story they told. His eyes trailed down along the subtle lining of muscles under his stomach, a suggestion of natural strength. Complimented by the jut of his hip bones under loosely-hanging jeans.
Julius paced up to Mint and pushed at his chest to lay him back on the bed. In turn, he crawled up and placed his legs on either side of Mint's body; pinning him to the mattress. Julius yanked the cheap necklaces from his neck, breaking the clasps. The blatant disregard for his things should probably irritate Mint, but the worked-up and horny side of his mind deemed it a hot gesture instead. The collar of his shirt was tugged aggressively to the side to reveal his neck. Julius leaned down, the cold metal piercings on his lip touched at Mint's throat while he bit into
the soft, thin skin. Mint let out a sharp gasp and clutched at Julius's back. Words had barely been exchanged between them. Casual hookups like this were usually premised with awkward conversations and aggressive flirting from Mint. It felt good to have things switched up for once. Julius took the lead with brash hands and assertive teeth, sending shocks of excitement through Mint's spine.
They paused, Julius standing up from the bed to allow Mint to remove his shirt entirely and cast it aside to the floor. Julius remained standing at the foot of the bed, staring down at Mint in a silent order. Mint obediently slinked off the mattress and sunk to his knees, eagerly grasping at Julius's belt to undo it. Julius simply chuckled, pleased with how responsive Mint was. Once his underwear was tugged down, his cock sprung free and Mint couldn't hide the bewildered look on his face. He gingerly touched the metal jewelry that trailed in two rows along the shaft, and looked up at Julius with an obvious question on his mind. This was always the reaction he initially got, and it never failed to make Julius laugh.
