crowspace | Thread continuation for thetaintedsorrow.

[Midsex poetry, a tip you probably didn't get in Cosmo.]

I'd say 'sit on my face and I'll give you my best'.

[He's never eaten a guy out before, but he's absolutely going to try to rock other-Chuuya's world.]

How could I say no to that?

[Chuuya pulls the thin string of fabric serving as his underwear aside and straddles other-Chuuya backwards again until he’s pretty much sitting on his face. It’s a little embarrassing, but also incredibly hot, and he can’t wait to feel that hot, wet tongue lapping at his hole.]

[If you can't sit on your eager to please boyfriend's face, what face can you sit on?

Chuuya doesn't hesitate. He starts licking around other-Chuuya's hole, trying to get a feel for the taste. It's not as bad as he might expect - mafia-Chuuya takes care of his hygiene, thank god.

He licks around it before graduating to flicking his tongue over it, not dipping inside yet.]

[No one has ever eaten him out before, and oh god, he can tell how wonderful it’s going to be by the very first lick. He lets out a high pitched whine that only grows louder the more poet-Chuuya flicks his tongue over his hole, and soon he’s rocking his hips back against that lovely mouth for more.]

God...fuck...more...!

Edited 2018-01-08 20:09 (UTC)

[How could he possibly refuse when mafia-Chuuya is reacting like that? He grins against other-Chuuya's skin before giving him more, as asked.

Chuuya dips his tongue inside of other-Chuuya's hole. He doesn't have the use of his hands, so he can only spread him out with his tongue, pushing as deep as he can get inside him.]

[Chuuya is a shuddering, whimpering mess as other-Chuuya fucks him with his tongue, his cock dripping with arousal beneath the lingerie. He’s trying so hard not to jerk off just yet, but keeping himself on the edge without release is slowly driving him mad, and he ends up reaching beneath the lingerie to wrap a hand around his cock.]

Oh god...don’t stop...!

[Chuuya lets out a broken cry as he finally pushes himself over the edge and comes, dirtying his hand and the lingerie with sticky white, but he couldn’t care less about the mess when he’s feeling this goddamn good.]

Holy shit...

[He crawls off of poet-Chuuya and collapses on the bed beside him, panting and trembling with a satisfied grin.]

Thanks.

[Chuuya's always a sight when he comes, and it's no different from this angle.]

You're welcome. I need to do that more often.

[He automatically tries to snuggle against his boyfriend, only to encounter the obvious problem with the movement that would require.]

Planning on untying me now?

Hmmm...

[Chuuya taps his chin as he considers his boyfriend’s question.]

I dunno. I think I wanna go for round two. When you’re ready.

[He circles other-Chuuya’s nipple with the tip of his finger.]

How does watching me fuck myself with a toy sound?

Sounds like - nnn - torture not being able to touch you.

[Which is the point, he knows. But he might actually die from this one.]

[Chuuya is still nice and slick from poet-Chuuya’s tongue, so he climbs off the bed to fetch a rather impressively sized dildo that would be quite a challenge for someone of his size to take to the hilt. He grins as he climbs onto the bed and straddles it backwards so that his boyfriend has a perfect view of the tip pressing into his ass.]

Fuck...

[Chuuya sinks down slowly, letting himself adjust as he takes the toy inch by inch until it’s buried to the hilt in his ass.]

Edited 2018-01-10 15:38 (UTC)

Fuck-

[Chuuya pulls at the ties on his hands even though he knows other-Chuuya's knots are too strong to just come loose that way. He can't help it. Mafia-Chuuya is gorgeous, and it's impossible to watch him take in that enormous dildo no problem and not touch him even a little bit.

He's straining hard enough that the headboard might rattle a bit.]

[Chuuya lets himself adjust for a moment before slowly beginning to ride the toy, the full length disappearing inside of him each time. He moans and gasps and shudders with every thrust, and he can’t help the shivers that dance up his spine as other-Chuuya tugs at his bindings.]

Is this a nice haaah sight?

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[What kind of question is that? Of course it's a nice sight, otherwise he wouldn't be straining like this.]

You're so beautiful I might die just from watching you.

[Sometimes words aren't meant to make that much sense. It's just what he feels.]

[That’s quite a compliment! And while the toy stretches Chuuya to his limits and hits all the right spots, it simply isn’t his boyfriend’s cock, and that just won’t do.

Chuuya lets the toy slip out of him before reaching up to untie poet-Chuuya’s bindings and free his hands, then his feet.]

Now you’re free~

Edited 2018-01-12 00:14 (UTC)

[Free, thank god.

The first thing Chuuya does, about a millisecond after he can move fully, is tackle other-Chuuya (he may knock mafia-Chuuya over if he's not prepared) and capture his lips in a deep kiss. His hands immediately start roaming over his boyfriend's chest, making up for his inability to touch him as he'd wanted to so badly.]

[Chuuya does get knocked over, but that only adds to his excitement. He returns the kiss with vigor, his stocking-clad legs wrapping around his boyfriend’s tiny waist as his chest is lavished with attention. He finally pulls away for a breath of fresh air, his eyes darkened with lust despite his earlier orgasm. His boyfriend is just so hot that he can’t help but get excited all over again.]

Are you gonna fuck me?

[The answer on the tip of Chuuya's tongue is yes, of-fucking-course, but then he realizes his opportunity to tease mafia-Chuuya back, like has been done to him the whole night.

Through some previously unknown reserve of self-control, he sits back. Hands off.]

Wellll, I don't know, you seemed like you were having so much fun with your toy. Maybe you'd rather have that than me inside you?

[Chuuya whines in disappointment when poet-Chuuya takes his hands off him, a pouty frown on his face.

Looks like Chuuya can dish out the teasing, but can’t take it.]

No...I just wanted to give you a show, promise...

[He crawls over on all fours and kisses other-Chuuya deeply, leaving them both breathless before he crawls into his boyfriend’s lap.]

Please...I want your cock inside me so bad...

[There's just no way he can say no to Mafia-Chuuya, even if he wasn't already at the limits of his restraint just keeping his hands off him for that long.

Chuuya doesn't answer in words, instead gripping the base of his cock to guide it inside of other Chuuya. He's still stretched out nicely, so it isn't too hard for Chuuya to push all the way in.]

Hnnn - better...?

[The teasing loses some of its impact from how breathless Chuuya is at mafia-Chuuya hot and tight around him.]

Yes.

[Chuuya whimpers as his boyfriend’s cock pushes into him, and oh yes, it fills him just right, hot and thick and warm. The toy is nice, but it could never fill him the way poet-Chuuya does, and as soon as he’s fully buried inside of Chuuya’s ass he starts bouncing up and down on his lap.]

Hnnnnnn...it’s so good...

[He throws his arms around his boyfriend’s neck and kisses him deeply, his own cock back to full hardness.]

[Chuuya meets his boyfriend's movements halfway. All thoughts of teasing him have gone out the window. All thoughts have gone out the window, replaced by pure sensation, and he can only moan and thrust up when other-Chuuya pushes down.

The kiss is messy at best - coordination left sometime with coherent thought. Chuuya doesn't care. He moans their name every few seconds and spends the rest of the time trying to coax other-Chuuya's tongue into his mouth.]

[Chuuya slips his tongue past other-Chuuya’s lips to lick into his mouth, and it’s so hot and wet and wonderful that he could get lost in it forever. He doesn’t bother taking it slow at this point, bouncing up and down on his boyfriend’s cock with renewed vigor, and he adds a little roll of his hips now and then as he purposely clenches down around that hot, thick length.

He pulls away, a long strand of saliva connecting their mouths, and he’s already dripping with arousal again as he approaches his orgasm.]

Chuuya...

[He gasps, cock twitching as his boyfriend’s cock hits that sweet spot deep inside him.]

Fuck...come in me, I want it, please...!

[As if Chuuya could do anything else with his boyfriend squeezing around him like that. Mafia-Chuuya hasn't even finished talking when Chuuya thrusts up one last time and spills his come deep inside of him.]

Ch-chuuya...

[Chuuya wraps his hand around other-Chuuya's cock and starts stroking him, fast and without much of a rhythm, but determined to make him come while Chuuya's still hard inside of him.]

[As worked up as he is, it only takes a couple of strokes before he’s coming with a broken cry of his boyfriend’s name. His lacy black lingerie is soon stained with white, and he shivers and gasps as he rides out the aftershocks with other-Chuuya still inside him.

Fuck...

[He slumps against poet-Chuuya, utterly exhausted but with a lazy, satisfied smile on his lips.]

I love you.

Edited 2018-01-18 07:12 (UTC)

[Other-Chuuya in the throes of pleasure is the most beautiful sight in the universe. Chuuya's convinced.]

I love you too. So much.

[Reluctantly, he pulls out of other-Chuuya. They should probably clean up, but for a minute he's just going to wrap his arms around his boyfriend and hold him close.]

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