[ 🍰 ] oneshots

nsfw

[ a/n ] 🎐 my first time writing something a little more explicit, i apologize if anything is off!

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cornelius finally comes back home after over half a year of deployment, and he misses his boyfriend. a lot.

“Thank you for the help, Cornelius,” Heiyaoshi whispered, gently pushing one last drawer closed and turning around to face his boyfriend. “It would've taken me ages to organize these all by myself. . .”
Cornelius returned Heiyaoshi's smile. “It’s no problem, love. You know you can always ask me for help,” he said gently.
Heiyaoshi sighed and hugged himself. He glanced out the door; it was far past sundown, and they had already closed for the day. “I hope I didn't impede on your sleep.”
“Don't worry. I'm wide awake.” Cornelius paused. “But we forgot about one thing.”
Heiyaoshi’s eyes widened slightly. “Really? What is it?” Hopefully it was something he could just slip into one of the cabinets without having to reorganize everything else.
“This.” Cornelius held up a small, rectangular glass vial half-full of some sort of clear liquid. His smile didn't fade, but something about it changed — Heiyaoshi couldn't tell what.
Heiyaoshi's eyes widened even more and his face warmed up. “O-Oh — th-that’s —”
“I didn't know the Pharmacy sold lube.”
Heiyaoshi glanced away. “W-We do.” His voice was almost inaudible now. Dear Archons, what if Cornelius knew what was inside? What if he put two and two together and —
Cornelius took a step and Heiyaoshi took one back, squeaking when his back hit the counter. “I wonder why it's half empty. Been having fun without me?”
Heiyaoshi bit his lip. His eyes darted around desperately. Thank goodness Baizhu had already returned home, otherwise. . . “I-I — w-well — you're often gone for quite a long time, a-and sometimes I miss you. . .” He cut himself off when Cornelius stepped dangerously close to him.
Cornelius hooked his finger under Heiyaoshi's chin and gently lifted it up. “I missed you too. . . Fuck, Heiyaoshi, I missed you so bad. . .” His other hand wandered to the smaller man’s waist and wrapped tight around it as Heiyaoshi was pulled into a kiss. Their bodies pressed hard against each other, and so did their lips, closing all gaps between them as possible. Heiyaoshi instinctively opened his mouth to let Cornelius in and taste as much of him as he could, shuddering as he wrapped his hands around the taller man’s neck, pulling him closer.
Heiyaoshi gasped quietly as Cornelius’ grip tightened around his waist and he hoisted him up, placing him carefully on the short wooden stool next to the counter. He let out another soft gasp when Cornelius’ hands wandered down his waist, to his hips, then his ass, where they closed around his cheeks and slowly began to massage them. Heiyaoshi let out a soft whimper in half-protest, half-pleasure, as his hands trembled and his grip faltered.
Cornelius’ hands grew more bold. They wandered back up to the ribbon tied around his waistband. He slipped his fingers under the ribbon and pulled it loose, loosening it more and more as his hands snuck under his pants to feel his bare bottom.
Heiyaoshi squirmed slightly and tried to protest, but Cornelius’ mouth against his muffled all his words so all he could emit was a gasp. Cornelius pulled Heiyaoshi as close to him as possible again, and then something hard pressed against his waist and he shuddered. His pants were slowly slipped off of him.
Cornelius gently bit Heiyaoshi's bottom lip before pulling away. “Fuck, Heiyaoshi,” he mumbled. His grip tightened on his boyfriend’s hips. “I want to fuck you so bad.”
Heiyaoshi's face flushed. “B-But —”
“No one's here,” Cornelius whispered. “At least, no one's gonna come here. As long as you're quiet.”
Heiyaoshi's heart raced in anticipation and he could feel himself getting aroused as well — it'd been half a year since they'd been this close, and it was driving him crazy.
“H-Here?” Heiyaoshi squeaked. “Maybe we can move to the back —”
“No,” Cornelius said firmly. “We can do it here.”
“But —” Heiyaoshi was immediately cut off when Cornelius shoved his fingers into Heiyaoshi's mouth, his middle and his ring finger, pressing it against his tongue. Heiyaoshi whimpered around them.
“Shh,” Cornelius shushed, pinching Heiyaoshi's tongue between his fingers before slowly sliding them out, making the smaller man drool slightly. “Here’s perfect. I have yet to see you bent over a table, after all. . .” His hands wandered up again to his collar.
Heiyaoshi gasped again as Cornelius' hands moved to undo his shirt and spread it apart and off his shoulders, exposing his skin to the cool air and making him shiver. His fingers traced the edges of his collarbone and down his chest, then back up again so he could push his chin up to give better access to his neck. Cornelius bent down and kissed the nape of Heiyaoshi's neck, above his collarbone. He opened his mouth and gave it a small bite, making Heiyaoshi squirm as Cornelius pulled away and slid his tongue over the mark. The bite was gentle, but his teeth were sharp. He reached up and traced the tooth marks gently with his fingers. “There. You're mine now.”
Heiyaoshi's heart fluttered at Cornelius' words and even added to his arousal. “I’m always yours. . .” He was cut off by a sharp breath as Cornelius leaned down to give him another hickey, this time further up his neck where the skin was softer and more sensitive. He trailed kisses all over the smaller man’s neck and even down his chest, leaving a few bite marks and bruises here and there and making Heiyaoshi squirm.
His head spun. His face was warmer than ever now, and the ache in his lower half was growing. With trembling hands, he slowly undid Cornelius’ shirt as well, slipping his hands underneath it, letting them bathe in his body heat as he moved his left hand further down to give Cornelius’ chest a soft squeeze. The soldier inhaled sharply at the touch.
“Fuck,” Cornelius hissed.
His grip tightened around Heiyaoshi's waist, his other hand reaching down to continue to massage Heiyaoshi's ass and thighs. His hand brushed against Heiyaoshi's inner thigh and he squeaked and jerked his leg.
Cornelius grinned and laughed a little. “You’re so sensitive.”
Heiyaoshi trembled. “P-Please. . .” he whispered breathlessly. The ache between his legs was unbearable now and he reached down to touch it, but Cornelius’ body was too close to his that it was blocking his crotch. “Please. . . t-touch me. . .”
Cornelius grabbed Heiyaoshi's hips and turned him around, pinning him, stomach down, against the table. The stool gave him just enough height to bend over the table, and just enough to give Cornelius full access to his rear end.
“Since when did you start wearing these?” Cornelius said, leaning down over Heiyaoshi, cupping his hand over one of Heiyaoshi's buttocks. Underneath his pants he wore white laced panties — he found them incredibly cute and it gave him the smallest sense of security, wearing something like that under all his clothes. “They’re cute. It suits you.”
But the panties were soon removed, the cool air hitting his bare skin and making him shiver. Heiyaoshi unconsciously stuck his ass a little up and out, silently begging for Cornelius to enter him already. He wanted him so bad, but he was too shy to ask. . . he wanted Cornelius to pin him down and do whatever he wanted. . .
Heiyaoshi's lower body jerked slightly as Cornelius pressed against it, his crotch rubbing against Heiyaoshi's bottom. He stifled a moan and unconsciously pushed his ass back, wanting more contact, more pressure. Something hard was trapped under Cornelius' pants, so close to his ass. He let out a soft whine.
Cornelius bent over Heiyaoshi and gently kissed the back of his neck. His crotch pressed harder against Heiyaoshi's rear end and he squirmed in desperation, rubbing his ass against Cornelius’ crotch, which he could now feel throb between his cheeks. He whined in desperation, a little louder this time.
“What is it?” Cornelius whispered, trailing his finger slowly down Heiyaoshi's back. His other hand reached out for the bottle of lube earlier.
Heiyaoshi shuddered under Cornelius, his thighs trembling as he stood on his tiptoed on the stool, trying to get as much contact as possible. “C-Cornelius. . . please, please just — please fff — ah. . . !” He emitted a high-pitched, strangled moan as Cornelius' hand wrapped around his manhood. His hands trembled and curled up into fists as he struggled to grip onto something, his heart pounding, head racing, his whole body heating up.
Heiyaoshi whimpered as Cornelius’ hand slowly began to move up and down. He squirmed and writhed under Cornelius’ body, rubbing his ass against Cornelius’ crotch, his words coming out as incomprehensible mumbles.
Cornelius pulled his hand away after a minute or so, making Heiyaoshi whine needily. He moved to undo his belt, and soon his pants were finally off and he finally pressed his manhood against Heiyaoshi's hole, pinned his wrists to the table, and thrusted inside. Heiyaoshi gasped and a strangled moan was squeezed out of his throat, his breath taken away from him all over again as Cornelius started to fuck him senseless.
Something about that drove Heiyaoshi to his limits, and he came not long after, pressing his hand over his mouth and biting his lip to stifle his moan. But Cornelius didn't stop, his grip firm on his ass, as he continued to thrust in and out. “Already?” Cornelius remarked. “That’s cute.”
Heiyaoshi couldn't respond, only whimper and gasp for air as Cornelius continued to fuck him. He finally pulled it out ten minutes later when he came inside him, and Heiyaoshi came seconds after, thighs trembling as he felt the warm, sticky substance drip down his thighs and create a small puddle on the floor beneath him.
Cornelius gently helped Heiyaoshi stand up, hugging him front behind. Heiyaoshi's legs were trembling violently, his cock still leaking slightly. “You did great,” Cornelius whispered into his ear. “God, I missed you so much. . .”
Heiyaoshi turned around and leaned closer to Cornelius, then looked up for another long, heartfelt kiss.