All sorts of PeteKao from Kiss Me Again Series & TinnCan from Love By Chance Series AU!fanfics.
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ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO KHUN MAME AND KHUN OH@HIDEKO SUNSHINE.
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For a second, a minute, an eternity, Kao stands rooted in front of the mirror, frozen in Pete's grip.
His husband lips press between his shoulder blades, mouthing words against Kao's skin that are barely audible.
"I missed you, Ai Kao."
It's been a week, if Kao remember correctly. With Pete being in constant travels. And Kao himself busy with their new studio. Both of the photographers duo barely had any chance to see each others much. Despite living under the same roof.
Pete feels perfect inside him, his entrance giving way and opening up for him and he's taking care of him so well, fucking him carefully .
But Kao wants more, as he always does with Pete. Always whenever they got to separated by works just a little bit too long from each other.
He wordlessly clenches around Pete's cock, squeezing and hoping it feels good for him.
It must have, because Pete response instantly as he gasps on the next pounds in, the tightness Kao gives him around his painfully hard length hopefully as overwhelming for him as the intensified feeling Kao felt of being split open.
"Pete.. You grown big!" he gasp.
"I'm not." Pete moves stuttered. "But why are you getting tighter? Shit, Kao. I only gone for a week!"
Kao manage to shakes his head amidst Pete frantic thrusts. Eyes spotting mist. Overwhelmed. "I don't know. My fingers just not enough I guess."
"Shit! You need to show me next time."
"What you mean next time, Pete?" he taunt. "Don't tell me you gonna stop after first round. I'm expecting at least 3."
"Fuck, Kao. Don't said like that!'
The next thrust in hits Kao deep, and he gasps, flings his arm behinds to grab around Pete's neck and holds on as he being fucked, his body filled and his heart overflowing.
He throws his head back on Pete's shoulder, completely overwhelmed by the need to come but never wanting it to end.
Kao can feel it, how Pete getting close to come. His breathing is shallow, he drapes as much of himself over Kao's back chest plastered close and every feeling just amplified tenfold.
Even Kao himself on cloud nine, barely realised when Pete turn his face around by the chin, moans muffled as Pete pressed their lips together. His mouth tender in counterpoint to the bruising, almost rough pistoning of his hips against Kao ass, and revels in it.
Kao parted his lips first, tongue licking against the seam of Pete's mouth, tongue hot and insistent, sliding against each other.
Pete swivels, rises, drops, and the angle has pleasure jolting up Kao spine.
