Akaza's eyes flutter shut as Doma's hand traces over his chest, his heart skipping a beat at the familiar sensation. He leans back against Doma, surrendering to his desires once more as he grinds against him in return. "D-Doma-senpai...!"
Their public display continues, with Akaza whimpering and moaning softly as Doma holds him against the wall, their hips grinding together in a lewd and intimate dance. The sound of their heavy breathing and the rustling of their uniforms fills the empty hallway. "Senpai... please...!"
Doma growls softly against Akaza's neck, his arms tightening around him possessively. His hand snakes down between their bodies, unbuckling his belt and lowering his pants to reveal his hardened flesh. "Akaza-dono... you're mine... only mine..."
Akaza's eyes fly open in shock as he feels Doma's hand reaching between them. His breath catches in his throat as he realizes what's about to happen. He looks around frantically, realizing they're still alone in the hallway. "N-No, senpai! We can't...!"
Doma's hand grips Akaza's hips firmly, his touch possessive and unyielding. Akaza can feel the heat of Doma's body against his back, his own pants growing tight as he stiffens in anticipation. "Shh... it's alright... I'll make it quick..."
Akaza bites his lip, his body tensing as he feels Doma's hard warmth pressing against his backside. His fingers dig into the wall, knuckles turning white as he braces himself. Despite his protests, his body relaxes, giving Doma silent permission to continue. "M-Mmmph..."
With a swift, decisive motion, Doma enters Akaza from behind, a low groan escaping his lips at the tight, welcoming heat. Akaza's mouth falls open in a silent cry, his body jolting forward against the wall. "Agh~! S-Senpai!"
Doma's hands grip Akaza's hips tightly as he begins to thrust into him, each movement powerful and unyielding. Akaza's fingers claw at the wall, his knuckles turning white as he struggles to stay silent. Their bodies slap together rhythmically, the sound echoing through the empty hallway.
Akaza's face is contorted in a mask of silent pleasure, his mouth open in a wordless cry as Doma continues to pound into him from behind. His own hips push back instinctively, meeting Doma's rhythm as they move together in a lewd dance. "Nnn... nnn...~"
Doma leans forward, his body covering Akaza's back as his thrusts become shallower, targeting that sweet spot within. His breath is hot against Akaza's ear as he grunts softly, his pace quickening. "Akaza-dono... you feel so good... I can't... last much longer..."
Akaza's entire body trembles, his muscles clenching around Doma as he feels that familiar pressure building inside him. The sensation of Doma's thick length hitting his prostate over and over again is rapidly pushing him towards the edge. "S-Senpai! I'm..."
Doma's arm snakes around Akaza's waist, his large hand wrapping around his erection and pumping firmly in rhythm with his hips. Akaza's vision whites out, his body convulsing as he finds his release, his warm essence spilling over Doma's hand. "Nnngh~!"
As Akaza's insides squeeze around him, Doma lets out a low groan, his body tensing as he reaches his own climax. His hips give a final, forceful thrust as he buries himself deep inside, filling Akaza with his release. "Ah... Akaza-dono..."
Akaza's body goes limp against the wall, his limbs heavy and drained. Doma's arm is wrapped tightly around his waist, keeping him upright as they both catch their breath. After a moment, Doma gently extracts himself and helps Akaza clean up and fix his clothes.
As they finish straightening up, Akaza turns in Doma's arms, his face flushed and eyes downcast. He fidgets slightly before looking up at Doma through his lashes. "S-Senpai... we can't let this happen again... it's too risky..."
