[Ah. The look on Arakita's face, Kinjou's insides clam down once again around his dick right as he starts moving again, slowly, too slowly but he's moving again. He's like a wild animal, a starving beast and Kinjou's become a meal laid out in offering to him. It's times like these that he remembers that Arakita isn't just a dog, he's a wolf, he's a strong powerful animal that could rip him to pieces if he wanted to but right now all he's doing is eating him alive, and right as he sinks his teeth into his neck and pulls back his hips only to slam right back into him Kinjou wails as his fingers claw at Arakita's neck and back and he's pounding into him, slamming into him hard and deep and exactly the way he wanted Arakita to fuck him and he's so loud, he's being too loud, he can hear his voice ringing through the room with every pound of Arakita's hips against his ass and every deep stroke of his cock deep into his tight hole clenching around his length with every thrust.]
Arakita, Araki, ta, t-too much, it's too-- too much, so good, Arakitaa!
[This is what he's like when he loses control, this is what he didn't want Arakita and now it's the only thing he ever wants him to know, he wants him to fuck him like this all the time. Fuck him, fuck him until he can't speak, until he's left trembling and quivering and desperate for nothing but Arakita's perfect cock filling him up and ruining him inside and out.]
[He could get used to hearing Kinjou like this, he could get used to tearing him apart just like this. He's his, he's no ones but his, this is his ... Master? Yeah. Arakita can still agree to that, even if they've swapped up who is giving and who is receiving. He's moving so energetically because he's still wired into that feeling, still attached to the idea that he's pleasing him and he loves it. He loves knowing he's able to satisfy Kinjou this way too, that he wants it, that he likes getting fucked like this.
Swallowing around the flesh in his mouth and groaning out a giddy noise, Arakita hardly lets up on his pace or how hard he thrusts, how deep he wants to put himself, because he knows Kinjou is enjoying every god damned inch with how he's wailing. Pulling his mouth off his skin with a wet pop, with a long lick of his own lips and a hungry breath, Arakita groans into Kinjou's ear as he keeps thrusting, burying himself with every wet slap of his balls against Kinjou's taint.]
Y'like it, you like gettin fucked so much, Kin-chan! 'm gonna fuck ya till your ass is sore, I'm gonna remember how much you like this, 'm gonna tell myself Kin-chan loves my fuckin cock every time I see you bein so serious - gonna remind myself of this right here..
[He's going to have some considerable trouble getting back on his feet again after this, that much is for sure, but that is absolutely nowhere near the front of Kinjou's mind as Arakita continues with that brutal pace and that tirade of filthy words spoken into his burning red ears. It's true though, he can't deny it, how much he's already in love with this, how much he's going to want for Arakita to fuck him like this any chance they get.
Everytime Arakita looks at him, he's going to know how much he loves his cock, how much he loves being fucked and just the thought of it drives Kinjou absolutely wild. He can never hide any part of himself from Arakita ever again, he'll know everything about him, inside and out, and all he can think is that he couldn't possibly want things to be any other way.
A sudden swell of emotion builds up in Kinjou's chest, hands settling in Arakita's hair as he tries to catch his breath but can't seem to do so with every hard pound of Arakita's hips practically slamming the air out of his lungs.]
I-- I love, it, I... I love, you, Y-Yasu, tomo... Yasutomo, I l-love you, I love you...
[He can't help himself in just how much he wants to overwhelm Kinjou for all those times he has overwhelmed him, but Arakita wasn't ready for those words again already, he wasn't ready to hear them stammered right out in the middle of being fucked as hard and eagerly as he can, so Arakita ends up quieting with a heady whine into Kinjou's ear. He might love him too, he really might, but getting the actual words out is so hard.
How can Kinjou say them so easily, even like this? Arakita slows his pace, just a little, even if he doesn't let up on every hard strike. Kissing at his ear, then mouthing down his neck and sucking on welts he's already left on his skin, Arakita lifts his head finally to catch his mouth in a sweeter kiss; it isn't because he wants to muffle Kinjou, but he just can't satisfy the embarrassing emotions in his heart without kissing him senseless. When he finally breaks the kiss to gasp for air and press his forehead against Kinjou's, Arakita smiles down at him as he ramps up his pace again, whispering sweeter words.]
Damnit, Kin-chan - gettin all sweet on me while I'm fuckin your brains out, k-keep tellin me that, I wanna hear you keep telling me that you l-love me, you wanna be with me.
[Even with his hazy gaze and his head muddled with thoughts of how amazing Arakita is making him feel, the moment their eyes meet and Kinjou sees that smile on Arakita's face Kinjou swallows hard and just nods his head, warping his arms tight around his neck to keep him there pressed in so close so Arakita can watch every detail of his expression with every pound of his hips into him. The words aren't harsh anymore, they're warm and sweet and adoring and Kinjou can't believe Arakita is speaking to him in this way, letting him tell him how much he loves him, how much he wants to be with him. He's not afraid, he's not pushing him away, he's not recoiling away like a hurt animal and he's so happy that he couldn't possibly hold himself back anymore.]
I-I love you, very much, I love you, I want to see you happy, I want to be happy, with you...
[He's fully aware he's saying nothing but embarrassing things, things he probably shouldn't be telling Arakita while he's fucking the living daylights out of him but he wants this experience to be special for him, he wants Arakita to feel loved and wanted and appreciated. A shaky smile spreading over his face, Kinjou makes sure to press his heels against Arakita's ass to make sure he keeps pounding into him, that he never stops, that he doesn't falter for a single moment as he lays himself bare for him right here.]
Thank you, for-- for being, alive, for being you... for letting me, m-meet you, and be with you, Yasutomo...
[The words alone are making goosebumps raise up all over his skin, all over his body, he can even swear he feels the hair on the back of his neck raising for how much of a reaction just hearing him speak those words gives him. Feeling his face flush more, more than in the midst of all this physical action causes, Arakita opens his mouth to breathe even as he keeps rocking his hips into Kinjou's. It's the last words that come that shoot him through the heart though, and even if he feels Kinjou's heels digging into his ass to keep him moving, Arakita feels himself staring.
Thank you for being alive, for letting me meet you.
He wonders in this split second, just what would have happened if he'd managed to talk himself into it. What would be different, if Fukutomi hadn't stopped at that particular vending machine that day. In the next moment though, Arakita is squashing all the thoughts and just lets himself be floored with Kinjou's words, because despite the red in his ears and face and the embarrassing, overwhelming feeling smothering him, Arakita finds himself smiling broadly and shuddering as he comes abruptly.
He doesn't care that he came early for himself, he just stammers out a sweet whispered Shingo before he kisses him, before he keeps going even as he feels his own dick starting to grow softer - he just wants to help Kinjou come now, he wants to finish him off because he wants and needs for him to feel that sensation of release, especially for all of these feelings he's just given him. Especially for all the love he keeps pouring on him at every chance he gets.]
[It happens so suddenly that Kinjou doesn't even realize whats happened until he's hit with that overwhelmingly familiar sensation of cum filling him up. He's nevertheless startled, blinking in confusion even as Arakita continues pounding into him though he can feel that his erection is flagging, yet all he can think about is that he actually came, Arakita came inside him, Arakita reached orgasm just because of the things he told him and all it takes in return is that hushed whisper of his first name for Kinjou to choke out a surprised cry as his hands claw at Arakita's shoulders as boiling heat rushes through him, pure arousal surging through every part of his body at the fact that all it took was words and Arakita came.]
Arakita, Arakita I'm--!
[Legs coiling tight around his waist, clutching at him like he never wants to let Arakita go, Kinjou cums soon afterward between their bodies, shooting against Arakita's abdomen and his own. His insides continue to tremble from the arousing shock of Arakita's orgasm, milking him dry with every squeeze and clench of his muscles.]
[He'd be embarrassed if Kinjou pointed it out, but luckily he's done well enough that Kinjou doesn't get the chance to before his own release is coming. Panting with his lips still sloppily pressing kisses to Kinjou's mouth, breathing with his tongue peeking from between his lips as he works Kinjou right through his own orgasm, Arakita comes to a slower pace that eventually stops when he's sure Kinjou has nothing else left to let out. Burying himself inside with one last thrust, then sinking to lay over him with a pleased whine, a weak grunt as he tries to catch his breath, Arakita mouths at Kinjou's chin even as he grins breathlessly.]
Fuuck, Kin-chan feels so good around me. We gotta do this more often, I mean it, we'll do it like this, whenever ya want. [He doesn't even care about squishing the cum between them that's definitely left a sloppy mess there from Kinjou coming, all Arakita wants to do is breathe this scent of his in deep and smile.] You smell so fuckin good, smothered in my scent. Smellin like me.
[One last deep pleasing shudder runs right along his spine as Arakita slows then finally stills, panting breathlessly and caught in the other's gaze as he just lays there completely careless of the mess he's made, of the fact that Arakita should probably pull out and that they need to clean up. All he wants to do is lay here and let Arakita enjoy the sight of what he's left him as, even if he's just a tiny bit disappointed that they're already done.]
I'm sorry, I thought... that this would last longer. I made you finish, too soon...
[Once again, he riled him up too much and far too easily. Kinjou will have to keep in mind to be careful of what he tells Arakita when they're in this position again.
Not that he's actually ready to finish. Even though he doesn't quite have it in him to start up right away, Kinjou's still pretty full of energy, adrenaline and excitement still rushing through his veins especially at the thought that Arakita loves the smell of him right now. He smells like his, he smells like Arakita's, Arakita's cock is still buried into him and he's still full of his cum. He's entirely his right now and he wants to keep things that way a little while longer. Meeting his gaze, a coy smile evident in his eyes alone, Kinjou licks his lips as he keeps his legs wound around Arakita's hips and trails his hands over his back.]
Would you mind, if I wanted to go again?
[He's a snake, after all. He clings and never lets go. He's not letting go until he's completely satisfied. No one's fucked him this good in a long time and he rather likes the thought of being able to do this whenever he likes. And right now? He wants another round.]
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on 2016-09-07 06:14 am (UTC)Arakita, Araki, ta, t-too much, it's too-- too much, so good, Arakitaa!
[This is what he's like when he loses control, this is what he didn't want Arakita and now it's the only thing he ever wants him to know, he wants him to fuck him like this all the time. Fuck him, fuck him until he can't speak, until he's left trembling and quivering and desperate for nothing but Arakita's perfect cock filling him up and ruining him inside and out.]
P-please, Arakitaa...!
at last i return knowing i have enough smut for ac
on 2016-10-02 05:13 am (UTC)Swallowing around the flesh in his mouth and groaning out a giddy noise, Arakita hardly lets up on his pace or how hard he thrusts, how deep he wants to put himself, because he knows Kinjou is enjoying every god damned inch with how he's wailing. Pulling his mouth off his skin with a wet pop, with a long lick of his own lips and a hungry breath, Arakita groans into Kinjou's ear as he keeps thrusting, burying himself with every wet slap of his balls against Kinjou's taint.]
Y'like it, you like gettin fucked so much, Kin-chan! 'm gonna fuck ya till your ass is sore, I'm gonna remember how much you like this, 'm gonna tell myself Kin-chan loves my fuckin cock every time I see you bein so serious - gonna remind myself of this right here..
WELCOME BACK time to make this thread more gay
on 2016-10-02 06:51 am (UTC)Everytime Arakita looks at him, he's going to know how much he loves his cock, how much he loves being fucked and just the thought of it drives Kinjou absolutely wild. He can never hide any part of himself from Arakita ever again, he'll know everything about him, inside and out, and all he can think is that he couldn't possibly want things to be any other way.
A sudden swell of emotion builds up in Kinjou's chest, hands settling in Arakita's hair as he tries to catch his breath but can't seem to do so with every hard pound of Arakita's hips practically slamming the air out of his lungs.]
I-- I love, it, I... I love, you, Y-Yasu, tomo... Yasutomo, I l-love you, I love you...
GAYER THAN EVER
on 2016-10-04 04:22 am (UTC)How can Kinjou say them so easily, even like this? Arakita slows his pace, just a little, even if he doesn't let up on every hard strike. Kissing at his ear, then mouthing down his neck and sucking on welts he's already left on his skin, Arakita lifts his head finally to catch his mouth in a sweeter kiss; it isn't because he wants to muffle Kinjou, but he just can't satisfy the embarrassing emotions in his heart without kissing him senseless. When he finally breaks the kiss to gasp for air and press his forehead against Kinjou's, Arakita smiles down at him as he ramps up his pace again, whispering sweeter words.]
Damnit, Kin-chan - gettin all sweet on me while I'm fuckin your brains out, k-keep tellin me that, I wanna hear you keep telling me that you l-love me, you wanna be with me.
2gay4me
on 2016-10-04 04:48 am (UTC)I-I love you, very much, I love you, I want to see you happy, I want to be happy, with you...
[He's fully aware he's saying nothing but embarrassing things, things he probably shouldn't be telling Arakita while he's fucking the living daylights out of him but he wants this experience to be special for him, he wants Arakita to feel loved and wanted and appreciated. A shaky smile spreading over his face, Kinjou makes sure to press his heels against Arakita's ass to make sure he keeps pounding into him, that he never stops, that he doesn't falter for a single moment as he lays himself bare for him right here.]
Thank you, for-- for being, alive, for being you... for letting me, m-meet you, and be with you, Yasutomo...
holy shit stop killing me
on 2016-10-04 05:12 am (UTC)Thank you for being alive, for letting me meet you.
He wonders in this split second, just what would have happened if he'd managed to talk himself into it. What would be different, if Fukutomi hadn't stopped at that particular vending machine that day. In the next moment though, Arakita is squashing all the thoughts and just lets himself be floored with Kinjou's words, because despite the red in his ears and face and the embarrassing, overwhelming feeling smothering him, Arakita finds himself smiling broadly and shuddering as he comes abruptly.
He doesn't care that he came early for himself, he just stammers out a sweet whispered Shingo before he kisses him, before he keeps going even as he feels his own dick starting to grow softer - he just wants to help Kinjou come now, he wants to finish him off because he wants and needs for him to feel that sensation of release, especially for all of these feelings he's just given him. Especially for all the love he keeps pouring on him at every chance he gets.]
your life has been spared for now
on 2016-10-04 05:36 am (UTC)Arakita, Arakita I'm--!
[Legs coiling tight around his waist, clutching at him like he never wants to let Arakita go, Kinjou cums soon afterward between their bodies, shooting against Arakita's abdomen and his own. His insides continue to tremble from the arousing shock of Arakita's orgasm, milking him dry with every squeeze and clench of his muscles.]
wheezes
on 2016-10-04 07:37 am (UTC)Fuuck, Kin-chan feels so good around me. We gotta do this more often, I mean it, we'll do it like this, whenever ya want. [He doesn't even care about squishing the cum between them that's definitely left a sloppy mess there from Kinjou coming, all Arakita wants to do is breathe this scent of his in deep and smile.] You smell so fuckin good, smothered in my scent. Smellin like me.
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on 2016-10-04 08:21 am (UTC)I'm sorry, I thought... that this would last longer. I made you finish, too soon...
[Once again, he riled him up too much and far too easily. Kinjou will have to keep in mind to be careful of what he tells Arakita when they're in this position again.
Not that he's actually ready to finish. Even though he doesn't quite have it in him to start up right away, Kinjou's still pretty full of energy, adrenaline and excitement still rushing through his veins especially at the thought that Arakita loves the smell of him right now. He smells like his, he smells like Arakita's, Arakita's cock is still buried into him and he's still full of his cum. He's entirely his right now and he wants to keep things that way a little while longer. Meeting his gaze, a coy smile evident in his eyes alone, Kinjou licks his lips as he keeps his legs wound around Arakita's hips and trails his hands over his back.]
Would you mind, if I wanted to go again?
[He's a snake, after all. He clings and never lets go. He's not letting go until he's completely satisfied. No one's fucked him this good in a long time and he rather likes the thought of being able to do this whenever he likes. And right now? He wants another round.]