(Horny) Run ;)

Wind Archer and Fire Spirit 2

Modern AU that dropkicks me sometimes

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Wind Archer stood against the closet wall, hand clasped over his mouth as he stared down at Fire Spirit, who was kneeling in front of him. Wind Archer sighed as Fire Spirit undid his zipper, the taste of the courage shot still burning his throat. The other man looked good down there, stroking his dick, face flushed, and sweating.

Wind Archer held back a whimper as he felt his tongue press against the bottom of his head, licking away the precum that was already leaking from it. Fire Spirit looked up at him, skillfully taking all of him in one go. Wind Archer couldn't bear to look, lest he come undone right then and there. He shut his eyes and looked away. Fire Spirit pulled away to quietly laugh, before diving back in.

The closet was quiet, aside from a whimper or moan slipping out of Wind Archer's throat, and the wet noises of the blowjob. Wind Archer's eyes opened as he felt Fire Spirit tugging at his pants, carefully moving his hand away from his mouth.

"Wh- what are you-"

Fire Spirit pulled away, using his hand to continue the job as he looked up, face wet with spit. 

"I know we can't go the whole way here, but I still want to touch ya- Can I?"

Any thoughts Wind Archer had shattered at the words, and the desperate expression on Fire Spirit's face. He took in a shaky breath before he nodded, letting Fire Spirit pull his pants and boxers low enough to gain access to his ass. His hand flew back over his mouth as Fire Spirit sucked on his own fingers, coating them in his saliva before reaching around and cupping Wind Archer. Wind Archer didn't look away this time, watching Fire Spirit press a kiss against his thigh as his fingers prodded, and entered. 

Fire Spirit jacked Wind Archer off with one hand, and with the other, fingers pressing into him as deep as they can. They brushed a spot that sent stars into Wind Archer's vision, one- two- and-

Fire Spirit chuckled again as Wind Archer's legs buckled, free hand grasping the wall to keep himself up as he came. Most of it landed on the floor, some on Fire Spirit's hand, and a little bit on his face.

Fire Spirit stood up, helping Wind Archer keep his balance as he grabbed a rag from somewhere close by, using it to clean himself off.

They both looked at the mess on the floor, Wind Archer giggled through the fuzz in his brain as Fire Spirit wordlessly tossed the rag over it.

Back to the part, then, once they looked presentable again.