Otayuri💞

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"Beka this...this is too much" Yuri grimaced arching his back with a mixture of pain and pleasure.

"You're almost prepared Yura"

And with that, Otabek slowly slid his tip inside. Yuri gasped for air, knuckles white, gripping the sheets.

Otabek thrusted the left of his length in, Yuri yelled on pleasure
"you're so tight" Otabek said huskily, he stayed where he was as they both panted; Yuri was shaking with unsteady breaths. Otabek pulled out then thrusted back suddenly, "AAAH!" it made Yuri scream outloud, he turned his head to Beka, "What was that for?!"
"Sorry Yura, you're just too irresistible" Otabek panted, sweat dewing on his tanned body.

He continued at a steady pace which brought Yuri great pleasure, moaning at every thrust.

Arching his back, Yuri let out a loud moan, Otabek suspected that he hit his prostate, so he then carried on hitting that same spot over and over again. Every time he pounded at his prostate, Yuri tensed in immense joy , "beka, aah" his pre-cum dripping out.

"Say my name"

"O-otabek, OTABEK haaahhh"

"That's it, say it louder"

"I-I think, I'm gonna come"

Yuri shot his seeds all over his chest while his walls tightened forcing Otabek to cum too, filling up inside as they both moaned at the same time. Otabek slumped down onto Yuri.

"you did great" he said tiredly to Yuri who was too tired to reply he then continued to lick the cum off Yuri's chest he the gave Yuri a few bites along his collar bone. Otabek then rolled on to his back so that he was laying on the bed next to Yuri.

Out of no where, a familiar slender hand grabbed Otabek's member. Otabek made a surprised gasp which escaped his lips. Yuri weakly smirked "that was be payback from earlier"

Like little children, they both dozed off hugging each other under the now-dirty cotton duvet cover.