𝙟𝙨𝙝𝙠.𝙩𝙗𝙝𝙠 𝙨𝙢𝙪𝙩

𝘒𝘰𝘶 & 𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘶𝘵.

Mitsuba always called Kou a pervert, and deep down, he knew it wasn't true. Yet, he never even let himself think for a moment that he wasn't, and now was no exception.

With one hand latched onto the right of Mitsuba's tiny waist, Kou passionately kissed his neck, letting the cool air of the empty bathroom sting against his sensitive skin. Mitsuba gasped at the feeling of the fanged boy biting his neck, drawing drops of blood from his purple-marked throat.

"Kou, please- ahh!" Mitsuba squeaked, feeling the blond lower his hand to his nether regions, lightly tapping his finger over Mitsuba's pants. Mitsuba squirmed against his strong grip, but his hands were tied behind his back, keeping from any sudden movements.

Kou slipped his hand away from Mitsuba's side, now attempting to pull it off. He stripped of the sweater, and practically ripped his shirt off. He placed long kisses down Mitsuba's spine, and Mitsuba gripped his thighs in response. 

Kou pulled the pink-haired boy against him, letting Mitsuba feel his bulge on his backside. He stroked his V-line while fiddling with his belt, letting it slide through buckle and pull of the hook.

Dropping it to the floor, Kou pulled down the boy's pants, exposing his boxers, a big bulge right in the middle. Kou slipped his thumb over it, letting Mitsuba arch into him. 

"Like that?" Kou purred.
Mitsuba only whimpered.
Kou bit his shoulder. Hard.
"Use your words~"

"Yes," Mitsuba barely gasped out, pushing his hips outwards, desperate for Kou to stroke him more. Kou smirked against him, gripping his shaft and pulling his hands back and forth, so slowly it was killing him.

Mitsuba moaned, digging his nails into his wrists as Kou removed his boxers and spit on his hands. He gripped his length once more, this time rubbing him faster than before.

"Shi~ mhm!" Mitsuba whined as Kou continued, faster and harder with every pull and push. Soon, after what felt like an eternity, Mitsuba felt his climax approach. With a cry of pleasure, he pulled his head back and moaned Kou's name.

Kou immediately stopped, much to Mitsuba's dismay.
"What was that for, lame traffic earri-"

Kou gripped his sides and spun him around. They faced each other, and Mitsuba felt a hot spark shoot through him as Kou looked him up and down, a smirk growing on his beautiful face.

"Ride me."
"Wha-?"
"You heard me,"

Mitsuba blushed harder as Kou laid back and pulled Mitsuba with him. Fully clothed, he spread his legs and let Mitsuba straddle him, catching glimpses of his muscled stomach.

Mitsuba looked into Kou's smug eyes, seeing nothing but lust glowing back, stars of love twinkling along. Mitsuba nodded as he pushed himself back a bit, unzipping Kou's pants and trying to pull them off.

He made halfway getting his boxers off before Kou grabbed his head and forced him downward. Hovering over the tip, Mitsuba blinked doe eyes at Kou, who smiled.

"Change of plans, suck me before the ride, 'kay?"

Mitsuba nodded, facing his cock. It was fucking huge, making Mitsuba's mouth dry out. He give the sensitive tip a small kiss, and he could feel Kou throw his head back, tightening his thighs around his head.

Mitsuba placed another kiss, this time sticking out his tongue a bit. Kou rocked his hips slightly as Mitsuba licked a small strip. He finally put his mouth onto the tip, slowly trying to slide all the way to the base.

"Fuck Mitsu," he groaned, feeling the boy's soft lips reach his hilt. Mitsuba bobbed his head backward, ever so slightly, and pushed back down.

"hmh! ahhh, mi-tsuba" he gasped as he pushed and pulled his head faster and faster. Kou was a moaning mess, one and scratching Mitsuba's back, the other pulling his head deeper onto his cock, hearing the gurgling of his 'friend'.

Kou bucked harder, feeling release tip him over the edge, and he let out an exasperated sigh, letting his grip loose and slumping back. Mitsuba gasped for air. He wiped his mouth, and also sighed.

Kou sat up, stripping his shirt off to reveal his toned torso, and Mitsuba couldn't help but stare at him. He noticed, and pulled Mitsuba close to him.

"You haven't forgotten what you're supposed to do next?"
"N- no"
"Too bad. Change of plans. Again."

Mitsuba was flipped onto his stomach, and Kou spread his legs and lined himself up. Mitsuba whimpered, feeling Kou's rough fingers graze the sensitive parts of his thighs. 

"Ready?"
"Mhnm,"

Kou slammed into him, and Mitsuba arched against him, nearly yelling out had Kou's hand not forced it's way onto his mouth, blocking all his pretty moans from escaping.

 He pulled out, and pushed back in, over and over until they were both a sweaty mess, collapsing on the together.