♡ goggles x rider ♡

Chapter 12: Behind Closed Doors [NSFW]

[pfft what is this, fifty shades of gray?]

Rider's palms were sweaty as he held the keys in his hand, unlocking a whole new element in his love life as he twisted them in the lock. His significant other followed behind him anxiously after the door had been pushed open, naturally letting Rider take the lead. As soon as Goggles entered, he felt himself being pushed against the door, simultaneously closing it. Everything felt different behind closed doors, as they were now free to do whatever they pleased. The blue inkling was trapped between the other's arms, soon becoming the victim of Rider's affections.
Their eyes met, while the inkling towering over Goggles began to lean in and cupped the side of his face. The gap between the two was finally closed as they engaged in a passionate, loving kiss. There was nothing the blue inkling could do to stop his racing heart as their mouths collided. His arms reached up to wrap around Rider's neck, while the other's arms instinctively made their way down to his waist. It was surreal; what had once been nothing but a wild fantasy was finally becoming a reality. Without warning, Goggles felt himself being lifted up by the stronger figure in front of him, his legs wrapping around Rider. They continued their little session as the blue inkling was carried over to a different room in the apartment— specifically, the bedroom. Rider laid him down atop his bed, reluctantly breaking off their kiss, a small smacking sound emitting from their separation. They both took a minute to breathe before either said anything. Goggles hadn't even realized how badly he needed air.
Rider was the first to speak. "...Goggles," he breathed, "You're... sure you want this?" The other's deep blue eyes lit up with enthusiasm.
"Yeah!" the inkling replied eagerly. He put on a goofy grin as he scratched the back of his neck. "I mean, you can probably already tell from my raging boner—"
Rider rolled his eyes and chuckled at his little comment. "Goggles, you twerp," he said, while tenderly feeling the smoothness of Goggles' blue tentacles. The yellow-green inkling rolled over and got out of his bed, pulling the other up and letting him sit comfortably at the edge. He walked over to one of his drawers, leaving his date curious as to what exactly he was planning. It took no longer than a few seconds until he had returned with a small bottle that he put aside. Rider got on his knees, which was an oddly vulnerable position for him. He tugged at the other's gray shorts, having them slide off easily. Goggles' exhaled slowly as his warm thighs became exposed to the cooler air. His dark blue boxers came off as well, his erection springing out after no longer being restrained by the fabric. His face was quick to change color, his legs being spread open below him. Rider's half-lidded eyes were on his length, revealed at last in all its glory. He wrapped his hand around the hard arousal in front of him, giving it a few slow strokes.
"Nngh..." Goggles had already begun to express his pleasure vocally. Chills were sent throughout his body as Rider buried his face in between his legs to kiss and suck on his inner thighs. The yellow-green inkling's grasp got tighter and he began to pump faster. The friction of his hand was enough to satisfy the other. He temporarily stopped when he noticed a burst of pre-cum ooze from the tip onto his fingers, and reached back for the lubricant he had gotten earlier.
Having no previous experience with this sort of thing made Goggles puzzled when he saw the other squeeze the liquid substance from the bottle onto his index and middle fingers. He was taken aback at Rider's sudden orders. "Lift your legs up more and sit back," he commanded. Something told the blue inkling there was more than one sweet spot between his legs. His eyes widened when he felt something prodding at his hole.
"So that's where it goes..."
"You— You didn't know that?!" Rider asked.
"I wasn't sure!" Goggles confessed.
"Idiot."
Rider slipped his finger inside as he began to prepare him. He moved it in as far as he could before starting to slowly push it in and out. Then his other finger went in. The other was tensed up around his digits, forcing Rider to find a way to relax him. He got up and onto the bed, with Goggles shifting over so that he was under Rider. The dark-skinned inkling got close to his ear, whispering sweet nothings that soothed him. It was just enough to let him get a third digit in.
At last, the three fingers were withdrawn. The heat of the atmosphere made taking off their jackets a necessity, which were thrown off the bed. Rider desperately craved some sort of relief after having tended to Goggles' needs. His painfully neglected cock twitched the moment he took his boxers off. He took a second to lubricate himself before placing his tip at the blue inkling's hole. A small gasp escaped Goggles' mouth at the moment of penetration, feeling the wet cockhead push through his open muscle.
"It doesn't hurt, does it?"
"No, no," Goggles promised. He grabbed the other inkling's hand and intertwined their fingers.
Rider slowly pushed in further, the speed of his heartbeat increasing anxiously as his cock began to fill him. The two took the time to relish this new feeling, the closeness between them more present than ever.
"Oh, cod, you're tight," Rider groaned, fully grinding his hips into the other inkling. His words made Goggles' spine tingle and his thighs tense. There was something special about the tone and deepness of Rider's voice that made his knees weak. The blue inkling moaned in pleasure, unaware he could make such a noise. He covered his mouth afterwards shamefully as a late attempt to quiet himself. "Don't be embarrassed," Rider reassured him, removing the hand from his mouth, "Because you and I are only going to get louder." The left side of his lip tugged upwards, creating a seductive smirk on his face. He started to roll his hips back and forth, making sure to pace himself for Goggles. The blue inkling's inexperienced hands reached out and roamed over the other's body, trying to find something to do. He slid a hand under Rider's red shirt and, in the meantime, settled on feeling his muscular chest.
Rider's cock took him some time to get used to; not only was it long, it was thick. But he had already started moving faster, rocking back and forth rhythmically, occasionally milking a moan out of Goggles. He tried to feel around for the certain spot that would make the smaller inkling lose his mind.
"Ah, Rider...!" Goggles gasped, then bit his lip. His prostate was hit head-on after only having it been rubbed against, warmth bolting straight to the tip of his cock. He was so preoccupied he didn't notice he shut his eyes at some point. He opened them and saw Rider: mouth agape, bewitched by the sight of Goggles ecstatic in pleasure. It felt good, and he could not make it any more obvious.
Rider was intent on pleasing his partner, and he pushed himself into this spot, leaving Goggles overwhelmed with each thrust. He picked up the pace as Goggles begs for more, burying himself in deeper, watching his small pale hands desperately hold onto the bedsheets.
The blue inkling then reached out to pull the other closer and tilted his head, joining their lips together. His tongue shyly traced over Rider's lips, who let him push it through. They pressed their tongues together, Rider finding himself moaning into their shared kiss. He wrapped his hand around the other's cock and pumped it steadily, rewarded with a buck of the hips. Goggles whimpered, the sound muffled by their connecting mouths. A string of saliva formed when their lips separated.
They both felt their orgasms approaching.
Goggles began to bounce with each thrust, too lost in the sensation to let Rider know he was about to come. His moans got increasingly louder from the continuous stimulation, with Rider's hand moving quickly and without pause against him.
"I—I love you, Rider," he managed to say, voice wavering. He had reached the point where the pleasure was more than he was able to handle. Once, twice, and on the third thrust, he gave in. "...W-Wait! I'm—" Goggles came without warning, thick strands of cum spurting from the slit at the tip of his cock and spilling onto Rider's hand. He arched his back, thighs trembling, chest heaving up and down. The yellow-green inkling was quick to notice the other's release. His hands firmly grasped Goggles' waist, his grip becoming commanding as he directed the movement of his thrusts. He let out a low moan, his eyebrows furrowing.
"F-Fuck," Rider stammered, his fingers digging into Goggles' skin. He lost his rhythm for a moment as his hips stuttered, burying himself all the way inside. His cock throbbed and eventually spilled inside the other inkling, filling him up with cum. It took him a few more seconds to ride out his orgasm as he rocked against him, milking himself dry. It was as if they had reached a state of nirvana, having fulfilled their final goal.
Rider pulled out once he felt his dick soften, collapsing next to Goggles, who stared at the ceiling. The two were silent for a minute. Rider then decided to speak. "Goggles," he began, "I...I love you too."