Sammy's totally cool and awesome smut book (don't mind the cover 😋)

Another one I don't know what to name

Rough, scarred hands held softer, more thinner ones tightly. Afraid to let go. Thin fingers fitting well between the ex-biker's bigger ones. Whispers of "I love you" ring in the officer's ear. He shudders. The hold on his hand tightens a bit, but he doesn't mind. Warm lips touch his skin in a sweet kiss.

He can't take it anymore.

He let's out a breath of pleasure as teeth bite into his fair skin. He squeezes the hand he is holding. "Daiya..." He whispers, wanting more of the man holding him. He can't help but whimper at the ex-biker's tongue that claims his mouth. His legs wrap around the younger man's waist, arms around his neck. He needed the man. He longed for him.

He could just feel himself growing erect.

"Daiya, I need you." He whines, their lips meet again. Pelvis grinding against the other man's. It makes him sound needy, but he just wanted it bad. And only could the ex-biker give him what he needed. Next thing he knew he was pinned down on the bed, his wrists held up above his head. "Tell me what you want." The man holding him down said.

"You. Only you." The officer answered.

The younger man chuckled.

Hands traveled down the older man's body to take off fabric that kept them from doing much. The man beneath Daiya was only left in his underwear. A hand moved inside of Takaaki's underwear, touching his erect cock. Takaaki groaned. "What a beautiful sight. Yer all so worked up jus' for me." Daiya kissed the older man's lips before removing the man's underwear.

"C-Can't help it." Takaaki forced out. "Fuck, Daiya...please." Takaaki begged. The biker grinned, "Impatient, huh?" Daiya took pity on that. He licked underneath the older man's cock, then the tip. His mouth slid down the flesh, engulfing all of it. Takaaki's breath hitched. "Fuck..haah.." Takaaki groaned.

Daiya wasn't done.

He slipped a finger inside Takaaki's entrance. Causing the officer to moan loudly. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand, embarrassed. "Shi– ahhh...haah...mmn...!" Takaaki's back arched up. Another finger was added. It stretched Takaaki's hole wonderfully. Though, it did hurt a bit. Takaaki whined.

"Daiya! Daiya! Fuck. Shit!"

Daiya hummed as he sucked and thrusted his fingers in and out. He knew Takaaki wasn't going to last any longer. Takaaki's legs wrapped around his head as the older man moaned and groaned. "Shit, Daiya, I'm– fuck!" Takaaki threw his head back, moaning. Daiya loved that sound, he wanted so much more. Takaaki came into his mouth, lifting his crotch up into Daiya's mouth a bit. "Fuck! Sorry! Shit..." Takaaki apologized, cheeks red with embarrassment.

Daiya just chuckled, "'s okay." He licked the white fluid that surrounded his mouth. Takaaki couldn't bear to look at him. Nope, it was too much. "Though, 'm not done, yet." Daiya said as he removed his clothes. Fuck. Just seeing Daiya's cock in front of him could make him moan. The ex-biker was just a bit bigger than him in (ahem) length. And Takaaki loved it. Especially when it filled him so.

The officer silently swallowed at the thoughts that raced in his mind. Fuck, he needed him badly. Daiya grabbed the bottle of lube that hid in the bedside table drawer under some old lighters, papers, photos and for some reason empty boxes of cigarettes. "Oh, hey, I found one that isn't empty." Daiya commented as he shook the box.

"Perfect for me." Takaaki joked, honestly a little dazed at the moment. "Hurry up, please..." Takaaki pleaded. "Y-Yeah, sorry." Daiya took the bottle out of the drawer and closed it. He opened up the cap of the bottle and dipped his fingers in. Takaaki spread his legs, just anticipating for what was going to happen next. Daiya lathered his cock in the lube, pumping it gently. Takaaki silently enjoyed the noises that fell out of the ex-biker's mouth.

"Ready?" Daiya asked, moving between Takaaki's pale legs.

"Have been for a while." Takaaki answered, then kissed the younger man. Daiya's left hand held onto the back of Takaaki's head, tangling itself in the spiky mess as they kissed. The other hand holding one pale leg up. He positioned his cock right to Takaaki's entrance and gently thrusted.

Takaaki whined, hiding his face in the crook of Daiya's neck. "Don't hide yer face, I wanna see." Daiya gently moved Takaaki back onto the bed as he thrusted in. Takaaki's head fell back as he moaned softly. Daiya needed more. He fully pulled out and harshly thrusted into the older male. Daiya continued the rough movements and Takaaki couldn't handle it. "AH! Nnm..mm– ah!"

His back arched. Pale hands scraping at Daiya's back as pale legs held tightly at the younger male's waist. Daiya bit into sensitive flesh near Takaaki's oh-so sensitive neck. Takaaki cried out in pleasure. He couldn't help it. "Yes! Ah! Daiya! Fuck!" Takaaki screamed. It drove the ex-biker crazy.

He removed Takaaki's arms that held onto him for dear life and pinned them on the plush mattress. He raised Takaaki's leg higher, grazing his hand through the soft skin, ramming into the poor man. Takaaki moaned, screamed practically. "DAIYA! OH, FUCK! Fuck..." Takaaki bit into Daiya's shoulder, muffling his cries of pleasure, tears forming.

His ass was definitely going to be hurting the next day from the abuse. And the bed frame was definitely barely hanging in there. The slightly larger male was pounding so hard into the slightly smaller one that he feared it'd break.

"Mmm! AH! DaiYA! Fu-FUCK! I'm so clo...NN..!" Takaaki couldn't form much of a sentence with all this blinding pleasure. "Same here, Baby. Shit! Fuck..." Daiya wasn't going to last very long, especially with the loud noises that came out of the officer's mouth. It was so filthy. How his poor son would cry to think his seemingly moral father was being pounded into by some once lowlife thug. Not like Kiyotaka was innocent either.

"Shit...AH!" Takaaki came with a loud moan, trembling. Daiya came shortly after, not pulling out yet. The two were panting loudly, looking at each other with remaining lust. Their lips met in a messy, passionate kiss. Fingers tangled in each other's messy hair. Tongues dancing around their mouths, fighting for dominance. The smell of sex filling the air of Takaaki's dark, clean room.

Out of breath, they pulled slightly away from each other, a trail of saliva clinging onto both of their tongues. Takaaki was a mess from what Daiya could see. Spiky, graying hair frizzing slightly, eyes half-lidded and cheeks red, glistened with a trail of tears. Daiya wished he could take a picture right now.

"So, how do ya feel?" Daiya asked, marveling at the sight of the man he loved more than anything. "Exhausted. But alright." Takaaki said, his voice coming off a bit raspy from all the screaming. He cleared his throat. Daiya smiled and laid on the older man. "Hey! You're heavy, off!" Takaaki yelled, squirming. "Fine, fine!" Daiya pulled out and rolled onto the other side.

Takaaki opened the drawer that held some of his stuff and pulled out the box of cigarettes that Daiya found earlier. "Shit, I forgot about this." Takaaki said as he looked at it. He pulled a stick out and lit it. "Really? The most clichéd thing? Cigarettes after sex?" Daiya questioned, laughing. "Shut the hell up! It's been a while since I've had one."

"Didn't ya have one in the evenin'? Like...4 hours earlier?" Daiya smirked at Takaaki's cheeks glowing red again. "I'm going to burn you." Takaaki threatened, holding up his lighter, igniting it. Daiya laughed loudly, wrapping an arm around the man he loved. "Love ya, Baby." He whispered.

Takaaki exhaled the smoke and grinned softly. He kissed Daiya's forehead, "Love you too, Dear. More than anything."

"More than Taka?"

"Nope!"

"Awww!" Daiya pouted.

Takaaki chuckled and inhaled the smoke. He wrapped an arm around Daiya, blowing smoke rings into the air. "Don't set off the smoke alarm." Daiya sleepily said, closing his eyes. "Now I kind of want to." Takaaki said, grinning mischievously. The officer was going to be the death of him.

But Daiya didn't mind. 

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:3

-Sam