Ceilings- AJxNiko

Part 37 (Smut)

Aj was already open from that morning, so Niko felt like he didn't need to open him up, plus Aj liked the slight burn and stretch Niko provides. 

Niko chuckles, shaking his head. "C'mon, baby. Ride me like the good boy you are."

Aj did just as he said, and the head of Niko's dick pushed past the tight ring of muscle. Aj let out a breath he didn't know he was holding in.

"Good, slowly," Niko assured, groaning as Aj's heat enveloped him gradually.

Aj moaned as it pressed inside of him, the familiar stretch making him whine. Once fully seated, Aj gazed down at Niko.

Niko was shocked that he was so composed, given he could rarely initiate a kiss without a fuss. But Aj always seemed to surprise him.

Aj raised his hips and Niko's hands took a place upon them. He lowered back down and nearly cried. He was so sensitive. Aj kept moving, adjusting his angle with every thrust, finally finding that sweet spot. Every time Niko's cock hit it, he whimpered. His legs trembled and dick throbbed, craving attention.

As if Niko could read his mind, he wrapped his hand around Aj's dick, who moaned, head lolling back. He then pulls his hand away causing Aj to look down at him and whine.

"Shhh, Baby. Want you to come from just my cock ok," Niko says, keeping his hands on Aj's hips.

AJ nods, continuing to bounce on Niko. His mind was swirling, unable to keep a single thought. His thighs burned but he didn't care, the only thing he cared about was getting himself, and Niko off. 

Aj worked himself up up to a quicker rhythm. He leaned heavily on Niko's shoulders and let the taller man hold him steady while he moved up and down. It was a kind of burning bliss that Aj lived for. His thighs were on fire and his abs were sore but he kept moving. He felt grounded in the pain. It dulled the sharpness of his pleasure and kept him from burning out too quickly.

Niko's arms flexed hard and he dragged Aj down on his dick harder. Unerringly, Niko hit Aj's prostate over and over, jarring Aj with bolts of pleasure so strong that he felt his eyes roll back in his head. His back arched, his whole body shaking.

"Fuck, Nik- I need- please," AJ moans out.

"What do you need, baby," Niko asks, smirk evident in his voice. 

"I need to cum, please," 

"Wait for me, Aje,"

Aj's head rolls back, so he's facing the ceiling. Niko gives a hard thrust up. Causing AJ to look back down at him.

"Look at me. I want you to look at me," Niko whispered in his ear. His breath sent chills down Aj's spine. He nipped at Aj's skin from his ears to his neck, leaving bruises only to be covered later with soft kisses.

Aj's eyes were wide open now, and dead set in focus on Niko's form. Niko was staring back at Aj. The way his muscles tensed and relaxed, the way his eyes rolled back as Niko's cock worked against the bundle of nerves, the swivel of his hips, the upward curve of his lips...everything about Aj in that moment was intoxicating, and Niko simply couldn't control himself any longer. One hand tightly gripped Aj's ass as another anchored itself onto Aj's back, and Niko held tightly as he started to snap his hips upward.

Thrust after thrust, he pounded upward into AJ, seemingly knocking the wind out of the both of them on every go. His nails left marks in Aj's skin as they dug in deeper, desperately seeking purchase. Mercy was the furthest thing from Niko's mind. All he could think of was making Aj scream. The force that he used to rock into AJ shook the bed, and all Aj could do was whisper, "Yes, yes, yes," and "Please, Niko, please," at each thrust.