𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐓 ➛ ryusae

chpt 17 ➛ shidou

They rose from the couch, lips meeting once again as if they never stopped with urgency as they stumbled toward the hallway. Sweatpants shoved down and discarded carelessly along the way, leaving the clothing trailing behind them. Sae pressed Shidou against the wall, teeth scraping his jaw before slipping away with a smirk, only for Shidou to pull him back with a bruising kiss, stepping backwards until they reached the bedroom door, slamming into it with a force that made it swing open.

They stumbled inside together, the kiss unbroken, growing hungrier with each passing second, as his hands stayed firmly on Sae's waist.

Without hesitation, Sae shoved Shidou onto the bed with a firm push, his movements swift and purposeful. Shidou barely had time to adjust before Sae climbed over him, straddling his hips with effortless dominance. He leaned down, capturing Shidou's lips in a searing kiss, fingers threading through his hair as their bodies pressed together with feverish intensity.

Sae's lips left a trail along Shidou's jaw, the teasing scrape of his teeth drawing a low groan from the other. His hands roamed, nails grazing skin just enough to make Shidou shudder beneath him. Sae's smirk deepened as he shifted lower, biting at the sensitive spot near Shidou's collarbone before soothing it with his tongue. He pulled back for a moment, letting his gaze rake over Shidou's flushed, breathless form beneath him, before leaning in again, planting open-mouthed kisses down the center of his chest, his movements deliberate and unrelenting.

"You're a freak," Shidou bit his lip as Sae began kissing along Shidou's chest, slowing lowering himself down to kiss along his v-line. Shidou's breath hitched as he slid himself off of Shidou's lap and into between his legs.

Sae glanced up at him, batting his eyelashes up at Shidou. "And you talk too much," he said simply, his fingers hooking into the waistband of Shidou's boxers and tugging them down just enough to reveal his cock, hard and aching for Sae's touch again. The sight alone sent a thrill through Sae. He had never seen it before, and looking at it up close, it was way bigger than he had felt it to be. But he kept his composure, his hands steady as he worked.

Shidou's smirk faltered for a moment, his breath hitching as Sae leaned in, his lips brushing lightly along Shidou's length. The contact was fleeting, teasing, and it drew a low groan from Shidou. "Fuck, Sae," he muttered, his voice rough. "Don't hold back now."

Sae chuckled softly, his breath warm against Shidou's skin. "¿Tienes prisa?," (Are you in a hurry?) he murmured, his tone smooth and unhurried, though his own pulse was racing. His hands gripped Shidou's hips, holding him steady as he leaned in further, his lips and tongue slowly wrapping around Shidou's cock.

Shidou's grin widened immediately, his fingers curling into the bedsheets, clutching them tightly as if to anchor himself, his voice laced with amusement and pleasure. "Keep talking like that, I might finish on the spot."

Sae smirked, leaning closer until his breath was warm against Shidou's skin. But before he could take Shidou's full length, "Así me gusta," (I like it that way) he murmured, the words deliberate and sultry.

Shidou inhaled sharply, his head tipping back against the headboard, his grin faltering as heat coursed through him. "God, yeah. Keep going. I don't know what you're saying, but it sounds so damn good." Shidou shot back, his hand coming to rest on the back of Sae's head, fingers curling into his light hair. 

Sae smirked slightly feeling the tug from Shidou's fingers, his pretty pink lips wrapping perfectly around Shidou's dick, as he started bobbing his head up and down, which earned a broken moan from Shidou.

Shidou's grip in Sae's hair tightened, a low, guttural growl escaping him as Sae picked up the pace, locking eyes with Shidou, the intensity between them palpable.