crowspace | Thread continuation for thetaintedsorrow.

That’s a challenge I’m willing to take.

[Chuuya yawns and stretches, and though he’s nice and comfy on the couch next to his boyfriend, he knows that one or both of them are going to wake up sore if they don’t move to the bed.]

Let’s lay down in a proper bed

[Chuuya reluctantly pulls the blanket off and stands up from the couch, still wearing his boyfriend’s hat as he makes his way to the bedroom.

He strips down to his underwear along the way before crawling into bed with a warm smile.]

You’re not going anywhere tonight.

[Poet-Chuuya follows close behind him. He pulls off his clothes, not bothering to fold them or anything - he'll either wear them in the morning or borrow something of mafia-Chuuya's - and crawls into bed next to his boyfriend in only his underwear.

Their hats are set down next to each other. That's cuter than he'd say out loud.]

You say that like I would've even considered it.

[It’s totally cute. Chuuya is going to take a picture of that later.

He curls up close to his boyfriend once more, this time playing the part of the little spoon.]

I love you...

[He turns his head to kiss poet-Chuuya deeply before snuggling into the pillow.]

Good night.

[With that Chuuya will drift off to sleep, and in the morning poet-Chuuya will be greeted with the sight of his boyfriend snoozing away cutely. Completely defenseless...]

[For once, Chuuya wakes up without a hangover. Instead he's treated to the sight of his boyfriend still asleep.

...Oh my god, he's so cute.

While it's tempting to just snuggle with him until he wakes up, poet-Chuuya decides to try to take advantage of this situation. (In a way mafia-Chuuya will like, of course.)

First step: ooching to the correct side of mafia-Chuuya so he can give him a blowjob without spraining his neck. And trying not to wake him up in the process, of course.]

[It truly is a miracle that Chuuya doesn’t suffer from terrible nightmares after nearly losing his mind to corruption, and he thinks that he has his boyfriend to thank for that. His sleep is deep and peaceful, and not even the sun shining in through the windows is enough to wake him.

He doesn’t stir when poet-Chuuya switches positions, but when he actually gets his mouth on him...

Well, it’ll be a test of just how deeply he’s under.]

Edited 2018-01-31 04:52 (UTC)

[Time to start the test.

Very carefully, poet-Chuuya draws out his boyfriend's cock, not willing to risk pulling his underwear off properly. He licks over the head a few times before wrapping his lips around it.

Even if mafia-Chuuya wakes up immediately, he'll get a nice sight.]

[Chuuya is lucky that he doesn’t snore, or he might’ve ruined the moment here. There’s no reaction when poet-Chuuya takes his cock out, but then there’s the sudden sensation of something warm and wet teasing over the head, and he does stir a bit, a sigh passing his lips. He’s slowly getting hard, but his brain is only vaguely aware of it, it seems.]

[Someone out there has a snoring kink, but not them.

So far, so good. Chuuya sucks on the head of his boyfriend's cock for a second before starting to bob his head, taking more of him inside. His personal goal is to at least get mafia-Chuuya fully hard before he wakes up.]

[Even sleeping as deeply as he is, Chuuya can recognize the feeling of arousal, and he groans in his sleep, his rocking forward. He could probably sleep through it, but then poet-Chuuya really starts bobbing his head up and down, and Chuuya’s eyelids finally flutter open as his hands fly up to tangle in his boyfriend’s hair.

The sight he’s greeted with upon waking is nothing short of fucking sexy.]

Goddamn...good morning to you, too...

[Mission successful.

Poet-Chuuya's humming around mafia-Chuuya's cock could mean 'good morning', or it could mean 'I want to drive you wild before you've even gotten out of bed'. Either one, really. He certainly looks pleased.]

Fuck...

[Chuuya’s hips twitch as he tries to fight back the urge to thrust into poet-Chuuya’s mouth, his grip tightening in that pretty blonde hair just enough to hold on, but not to hurt.]

This is...haaahhh....nice...

[But part of him wants to connect on an even deeper level after last night.]

I wanna fuck you...or you could fuck me...

Edited 2018-01-31 18:14 (UTC)

[Reluctantly, poet-Chuuya pulls off mafia-Chuuya's cock. Sometimes you have to do difficult things like not suck your boyfriend dry so you can have something even better.

He licks his lips, just for whatever taste of mafia-Chuuya might be there.]

Fuck me. You can get me ready, or maybe you'd rather watch?

[Looking for a deeper connection doesn't mean poet-Chuuya can't still tease the hell out of him.]

I want to watch you ride your own fingers.

[Chuuya blurts that out, but hey, he’s horny as hell right now. Who needs subtlety? He reaches over to fish a bottle of lube out of his nightstand drawer and hands it to his boyfriend, hunger flashing in his eyes.]

Then I’ll fuck you any way you want.

[If Chuuya didn't want his boyfriend to be horny, he wouldn't have woken him up with a blowjob.]

Enjoy the show.

[He pulls his underwear off first, then slicks his fingers up with the lube. After making sure mafia-Chuuya has a great view, he lowers himself onto one of his fingers.]

Mmm...

[It's a little more awkward to ride his fingers than to thrust them inside himself, but not difficult. And how would he say no to mafia-Chuuya over anything?]

God, you’re so fucking sexy...

[Chuuya wraps a hand around his cock to stroke himself, groaning at the sight of his incredibly sexy boyfriend granting his request. He feels so spoiled...even if he really doesn’t deserve it.]

I can’t wait to be inside of you...

Me too, I want you to split me open -

[Chuuya adds a second finger, rocking down on both of them with a lewd sound.]

Nothing's as good as having you in me...

Shit...

[He can’t wait anymore, and he slides up behind his boyfriend and grabs both ass cheeks, kneading them with a cocky smirk.]

How should I fuck you?

[Poet-Chuuya isn't exactly one for patience either, so it's a relief when mafia-Chuuya makes a move.]

Bend me over and fuck me until I scream.

Fuck yes.

[Chuuya does just that, gently pushing his boyfriend into an all fours position before grabbing his hips and lining himself up with his entrance.]

I’m not gonna stop till you’re screaming my name.

[With that he thrusts balls deep inside of poet-Chuuya in one go, groaning at the tightness.]

[There's no way poet-Chuuya wouldn't groan at that, the sudden fullness so much better than the feeling of his own fingers.]

God, yes-

[He clenches his fingers tight into his boyfriend's sheets, nearly enough to tear.]

God...I missed this...

[It hasn’t even been that long, but every second he’s away from his boyfriend honestly feels like an eternity...

He pulls out to the tip before thrusting back in deeply, his nails digging into Poet-Chuuya’s hips just a bit.]

Say my name...

[Okay, their name, but still.]

[Mafia-Chuuya's the only one on poet-Chuuya's mind when he thrusts back in hard enough to make poet-Chuuya forget his own name, or at least that he shares it with-]

Chuuya, Chuuya-!

[His back arches, and he tries to push back against mafia-Chuuya to take him in even deeper.]

[Chuuya isn’t being soft about this, but he does add a bit of sweetness as he leans over his boyfriend and peppers kisses all over his shoulders. His thrusts are short but rough, because he wants to stay as close to poet-Chuuya as possible right now. His hands slide over that lean chest, thumbs brushing over his cute, pink nipples.]

Fuck...I can’t wait to see you bent over like this in that maid outfit...

[Just because it isn't gentle doesn't mean it isn't sweet. Poet-Chuuya loves being pounded into by his boyfriend like this, and the kisses and mafia-Chuuya's hands on his chest only make him mewl.]

I can't wait to bend over for you - oh god, right there-

[He might come without his cock even being touched. It's possible.]

[Chuuya chuckles, his voice a breathless whisper as he says his next words.]

Come for me~

[Punctuated by several deep, rough thrusts and Chuuya raking his nails down his boyfriend’s chest.]

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