Vulquinn One-shots

Steamy Love ⚠️

It was early morning and the hours were slowly bleeding into high noon. The room was warm and comforting, the air lay still in the air as dust particles float effortlessly through the open space. Under the sheets were Q who was gently spooning Sal in his sleep, his breath exhaled through his nose tickled against the hairs on Sal's neck. Their warm resting bodies were pressed together under the sheets, Q's arm gently overlapping Sal's on his side, their legs brushed and intertwined together, and Q could feel Sal's shoulders rise and fall with each breath that he took. Q was the first to have his eyes pry open and shake off his sleepy state. His eyes threatened to close once more and drift away in the comforting grasp of his lover, but he decided against it seeing that the day was slowly slipping through his fingers.

He presses a gentle kiss against the back of his lover's neck before tearing his warm body away and escaping the dangerous comforts of their bed. He stepped into the bathroom and looked to his reflection, his hair was a shaggy mess on top of his head and a little greasy, his chest and abdomen were littered with newly made bruises left as Sal's signature on his body. He looked out the door to see him still sleeping peacefully in bed and smiled. He did a sniff check of his armpit and it was enough to jolt him to a state beyond merely awake.

"Wow. Definitely need a shower..." He strips himself away of his pajama pants and boxers, turning on the water and placing his hand under the running stream as he waits for it to get warm. Once it does, he steps into the shower and allows the warm water to open his pores and wash away the filth off his skin. He thought back to the night before and played little snippets of it in the theatre of his mind. Sal was such a magic maker, domestically and sexually. No one could please Q quite like Sal could. He knew every sensitive spot, he knew just what to say to get him going, he knew how to work his body over his, and he knew just how to bring him to ecstasy hard and fast, over and over.

As he stood under the water and rinsed the shampoo out of his hair, he looked down to the speckles of bruises on him. He traces his finger over each and every one of them, connecting them in his mind like a constellation and remembering how each one felt as it was left on his skin. He could practically feel Sal's lips attaching to his skin, the way he sucked the hickeys on to his body, and the way he pulled away and looked at Q and admired the splotched bruises he left behind on his body. All of this was enough to make Q's blood begin to rush down to his cock. He hummed as he continued to play memories in his mind and he continued to wash his body.

Sal had awoken to the sound of the water running in the bathroom and knew there was only one person in there. He stretches a bit in the bed before peeling himself off of the sheets and going into the bathroom. When he stepped in, he could hear a familiar hum that was music to his ears. Sal was quick to peel away all his clothing and step into the bath behind Q.

"Hey babe." He says softly, not wanting to startle Q to bad and giving him a hug from behind. Q jumped a little, but his tensions eased once he heard the familiar groggy voice of his boyfriend echo in the shower.

"Good morning darling." Q melts into the embrace of Sal. He paid careful attention to the sensation of the hands that wandered all over his soap lathered body, Sal began to leave gentle kisses all over the back of Q's neck and all along his shoulders and shoulder blades. His hand rubbed all over Q's chest and wandered down to his now hard cock. He smiled against Q's back, he knew that hum from earlier when he heard it, and now he was here to please his lover the same way he cared for him the night before.

"What were you thinking about Brian, I want to know." His voice was still ever soft as the water droplets that hit the showers floor added to the chorus of his voice. Q closed his eyes and began to visualize everything all over again so he could paint a beautiful picture with his words.

"Was thinking about how you gently left your mark all over my skin. The way it felt as you kissed all over my body and how you looked to me with a sense of lustful pride in your eyes. Mmm~" Sal was slowly pumping Q in a tight fist as he listened to him try and get all he wanted out between his moans and hums.

"Keep going love." His other hand went down to his balls and he fondled them gently, Q leaned back against Sal, eyes still closed as all his nerve endings were set ablaze.

"The way you talk dirty to me, it's my favorite thing. The way you talk more the closer you are, each thrust of my cock into you eliciting another dirty sentence from you as you continue to moan and whine more. You know just when to say the right things to make me feel so fucking good. Oh god." As Q thought of Sal's lewd tangents, his favorite ones came to mind and sent a shockwave of pleasure through his body and the way Sal twisted his fist and swiped his thumb over the tip of his oozing cock was the cherry on top. Sal was quick to notice this, and he grinned.

"So that's really what does you in, huh, Brian?" Sal began to pump Q faster, he stood tall and leaned against his neck trailing some kisses there before biting his ear lobe and bringing his lips close. "You love hearing me talk about how I love the way you feel inside of me, how I would always wish that you would fuck me so hard that I wouldn't be able to walk properly for days? How I would have to lie to the other guys that I fell and hurt myself, but we both would know that it was you being hard and rough in the bed. Is that what you like to hear? What you like to think about?" Q was whimpering as he began to fold in on himself.

"S-Sal.. Keep talking baby.. You're gonna make me cum."

"I love the way you make me feel in bed Brian. I love how you can milk me dry, make me cum over and over until all words escape from me and i'm nothing but a whining mess beneath you because of how sensitive I am. I love feeling you do the same, shooting multiple hot loads into me until you're satisfied." Q was at his limit and it was all becoming too much for him to bear.

"Sal... Fuck... CUMMING." Q's abdomen tensed up and he let out a low throaty grunt as he came in the shower and all over Sal's fist. Sal began to slow his pace to allow Q to ride out his high. When Q finally came down from the peak of his climax, he turned to Sal and gave him a loving kiss. "This is why the water bill is so high you know." Sal just shrugged his shoulders and reached over for the shampoo to start cleaning himself off, may as well since he was already in the shower. "Did that not turn you on at all?" Q asked as he helped his lover wash his back.

"Oh it did, just too tired to do much about it. Besides if you had a round with me, i'd get even more tired and would probably just sleep whatever time there is left in the day away. I love to please you anyway." Sal smirked over his shoulder to his boyfriend who soon had the same look on his face.

"Well, looks like next time we have a little fun, i'll just have to do a little something extra for you then." Q brought Sal in close and assaulted him with sweet butterfly kisses all over the side of his face which elicited a slew of giggles from him. "I love you my Sally boy. Love you. Love you. Love you."