Warnings: NSFW content ahead! 18+ Unprotected sex (Wear protection kiddos), creampie, mentions of blood, terminal illness, and drug use (medical use). Read at your own discretion! Also this is a piece of shit work, sorry.
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The nightmares never stopped.
Even with the help of heavy sleep aids, antipsychotics, and herbal teas mixed with flecks of chamomile, the nightmares continued to come and haunt him in the early hours of the night. The insomnia didnโt help either, as his mind raced too much after being startled awake by the same reoccurring dream.
The scars that freckled his neck in their unique pattern burned in his skin, making him want to rake his fingernails across them to quell the itch of pain and remembrance. Who knows? Maybe if he scratches hard enough, he can erase them from existence. But that was naive and foolish. His skin would only be tainted deeper with the scratches of where he tried to remove the scars. The reminder was already deeply engraved into his soul, no matter how much he wished to clear the reminders of the past.
The rise and fall of his chest was heavy and deep, his heart already racing with an ache clutching his chest tightly. With a shaky and sweaty palm, he rested his slender hand against his chest in attempted to ground himself and calm the erratic race of his heart. Tears stung the corners of his eyes, the golden essence sparkling underneath the dim lighting of moonlight.
Once his bearings were collected, and the ache in his chest had subsided, he reached a hand over haphazardly searching for his phone. The orange plastic pill bottles that had his name plastered all over them clattered against the hardwood floors, spilling the precious medication that managed him for all these years. His nimble fingers shook as he held the device in his hand, a chill suddenly settling in him.
Should he text? No, a call would be better. But he really didnโt want to talk at the moment, scared the pitch of his voice will give away his current state.
A text would have to suffice for now.
From: Asaba Harumasa ๐น๐๏ธ
-Can you come over?
Received at 1:28am
The ebony haired archer sat quietly in the expanse of his empty and cold bed, his fingers fiddling with the edges of his phone case while he awaited a reply. His mind racing with thoughts of his text going unanswered. Sure, he would be fine if not, but a part of him hoped and prayed to whatever god was out there that he would get a reply.
And he did.
From: ๐(Y/N)๐
-Iโll be there in 20.
Received at 1:35am
A small smile lit up his face, relief washing through his fragile yet strong body as you agreed to come over. He could already feel the warmth blossoming over his pale cheeks, anticipation and excitement swirling within his stomach. Like a child who couldnโt wait in line for their favorite treat, the elite archer of HSO Section 6 drug himself out of bed and towards the kitchen to get some water, he knew heโd need it later.
It wasnโt long after that you had arrived to his apartment, the door unlocking with practiced ease as you let yourself inside, the spare key he gave you still hanging securely around the keychain of your car keys. A cute little cat key cap hanging over the silver metal, an accessory he had added before he gave it to you. He still remembers the look on your face when he gave it to you. It was the morning after the first night you had come over to help him.
โWhy are you giving me a key? Is this some kind of scavenger hunt or something?โ You asked, eyeing the key between your fingers cautiously.
Harumasa chuckled. โNot yet,โ he teased, โitโs a key to my apartment.โ
โHuh?โ You asked, dumbfounded. โWhy are you giving me a key to your apartment?โ
โCause,โ He began, hiding his true intentions behind a goofy smile. โWhat if I get sick and need some greasy take out? I donโt wanna get out of bed to answer the door. Not when I have such kind and caring partner to take care of me~โ
Whether you believed him or not, you never questioned it or showed any interest in searching for an answer.
You padded quietly through his apartment, the space already mapped in your mind as if it was your own cozy home. His cat greeted you with a small meow, rubbing against your calf with her tail quivering in happiness to see you once more. You always gave her extra pets and a treat or two when you came over, seemed she always remembered. Leaving her with a soft and gentle head rub, you left her to her own, making your way to your destination, his bedroom.
Harumasaโs ears perked up hearing the bedroom door creak open, your sloppily clothed frame coming into his view as you closed and locked the door, not wanting any interruptions from his little fuzzball. The golden speckles of his irises seems to glow in the dim light of hisbedroom, the only light being the radiance of the moon through the crack in his curtains.
โYou came.โ He announced quietly, a small smile on his lips as he shifted in the bed, enough to give you a small space to sit on the edge beside him. Your scent was already filling his nostrils, he could tell you showered before coming, probably already knowing what was going to happen. โI didnโt wake you did I?โ
โYou did, but itโs fine, Harumasa.โ Your voice had always been soft and soothing to his ears, even in the heat of battle, he could always relax knowing you were okay and close by. He neednโt worry about anything else with you next to him. The world felt less cruel and suffocating. โIโmโฆ more than happy to come, for you.โ
A sad yet appreciative smile spread over his lips, the faintest lingering of a tremble still remaining.
He wasnโt deserving of something so sweet, not after what he did to you in his dreams. He could still vividly see the blood and grim caked over your face, evidence of corruption marring your once smooth and radiant skin. Crystalization sprouted out like ugly blemishes, now permanently embedded in your skin. Your fate sealed behind bleary blind eyes. But you still knew him. The claw that pierced your abdomen felt warm, and the aroma of bitter medicine and disinfectant lingering around the ethereal. He could practically feel how scalding your blood was as it trickled darkly down his ethereal claw, the piercing sound of dripping blood being heard within the chaos of screaming in the hollows. You only smiled at him, reaching a shaky hand up to his core, his name coming off your lips in such a forgiving and kind tone.
โHarumasa?โ Your hand was now on his face, your thumbs rubbing soothing circles against the flesh of his cheek. The smear of something wet slid over your thumb against his face, the sting in his eyes becoming more noticeable as he focused his attention back on you. It was warm, so warm. โIโm here. Youโre here. Itโs okay.โ
You always knew exactly what he needed. Your other hand circled his wrist, carefully guiding it confidently to your chest. There, the gentle and steady pace of your heart thumped against his palm. The skin against his palm was soft, smooth, and the skin warm. It wasnโt scalding like your blood, or cold like your lifeless body hanging loosely by his ugly black claw. It was just right, just you.
Harumasa wiped his eyes, shoulders slumping weakly as he let you hold his face and feel your heartbeat. The urge to pull you close itched at his fingertips, so close but so far away. Just out of his reach. He was scared. Scared to touch you, scared to hurt you, scared to kill you. He should push you away. Tell you to go home. But his heart ached, it ached for your touch, your care, your everything. Anything you gave him made his heart swell with an emotion he never could find the name of.
You didnโt say anything more, climbing onto the messy bed, your legs swinging on either side of his hips, knees digging into the mattress. Both of his cheeks were in your hands now, wiping at the corners of his eyes, running the tips of your fingers down his jaw to his neck. You could feel the way he tensed beneath your touch, a small whimper sounding from the back of his throat.
โPโฆ Please.โ His voice was quiet, barely above a whisper as his lashes fluttered, long and black, pretty, just like the rest of him. His eyes were golden like the stars, sparkling in the cool night and becoming warm rays of sunlight in the day. A beacon of light, of hope, and his arrows guided the lost home.
You didnโt need to ask what he wanted, you already knew what he meeded: it was the same each time, and you were more than happy to oblige in his needs. His lips were soft, like fluffy clouds floating in the sky. You never got tired of kissing Harumasa. It was a rare moment where the walls he built around his heart crumbled into nothing but dust, letting you in to purge the evil from his soul in the most sinful and pleasurable ways.
His hands started at your thighs, taking his time moving them up to your hips, before settling them against your waist. His mouth dipped open, inviting your tongue inside to melt with his. Heat burned his cheeks as your tongue carefully covered every nook and cranny of his mouth. Curling over his own tongue, swiping over his gums, and teasing the tip every so often over his plush lips. It was all making him dizzy, like it always had.
There were no protests on his lips as your hands slid down his loosely unbuttoned white shirt, sliding the material back to cascade down his lean shoulders, stopping at his elbows. The cool air didnโt get a chance to settle into his body as it did when he was alone, your hands were warm, running over the expanse of his tone chest. You left trails of fire as your fingertips carefully found his nipples, hardened under the cool air dragging into his apartment.
Harumasa shuddered, a longing sigh leaving his mouth, letting you swallow any sinful noises he let out next as your fingers rolled his nipples. His hips shifted up, a throb from down south making his throat spasm in a needy whimper. He ached for your friction, your warmth, your slippery and hot cunt. The hands on your hips started to become tighter, his thumb hooking against your bone, finding more purchase there as he rolled his hips once more upwards. He released a shaky moan when he felt his clothed cock brush against your thigh, sending sparks throughout his body as his nerves lit up.
โHarumasa,โ He found himself chasing your lips when you abruptly pulled away to whisper out his name. Your voice was breathless, the same intoxicating need dripping from your tongue as you pecked his lips before continuing. โDo you want to take the lead?โ He always got incredibly flustered when you would ask him that. It almost deflated his ego every time youโd so kindly ask whether or not he wanted to fuck you or you fuck him. But, he couldnโt lie to himself that he wanted you to take care of him. Slowly, he shook his head, looking up behind long lashes, pale cheeks flushed a beautiful shade of pink. He felt like heโd melt at the way you smiled at him. โOkay, let me know if itโs too much.โ
It was never too much, it wasnโt enough. Even if you gave everything to him, it still wouldnโt be enough for him. You were a drug to him, similar to the bitter medications he popped every day, something he needed to survive. With you by his side, everything would be okay. He would be okay. Even if this relationship wasnโt defined or spoke aloud, he was sure you knew what it meant to him.
He loved the way your hands trailed down his chest, grazing over various sized scars that littered his pale skin from his venturing into the hollows. Your lips left long and tender kisses against his cheek, his breath coming out in a blissful sigh. He could feel your teeth graze his jaw, the once steady hold he had on your hips moving up to your waist once more. The roll of his hips into yours got more frequent, more needy as quiet pleasing moans slipped past his kiss swollen lips
โP-Please- Ahhโฆโ Harumasa shuddered feeling you touch the side of his neck, the scars there flaring up. It felt as if he had just gotten them again, like he was back in the hospital with his master, being fed sweet treats and taught archery. A time without you. Without your sweet smiles, your kind and tender touch, and your heart that you had unknowingly opened to him, making him greedy to take everything you were. To fill that void that had been in his heart for so long.
Your lips left red and purple marks over the sides of his neck, hiding the scars, the reminders of what he was, what he is, underneath a cover of tender affection, adoration, and devotion. Harumasa had always liked looking at them the morning after, jokingly saying he didnโt need to wear his choker for the day, that heโd instead wear your hickeys with pride and a smug grin. This was all a joke of course, the choker had been a crutch. A way to ground himself, almost as if the accessory was keeping the demon at bay he felt was festering inside of him. The same that had killed you in his dream.
His long lashes fluttered, quietly moaning as your tongue traces over the fresh hickeys, trying to smooth the brief moment of pain and pleasure. Maybe, just maybe, your affection would erase the deeply rooted scars that marred his soul. The sheer thought alone, made a shiver run down his spine, his pale skin bubbling with goosebumps. Replace his pain with love. Replace the nightmares with domestic dreams of normalcy, where he couldโve properly pursued you, to be able to call you his.
His golden eyes followed your hands as you started to grab the hem of your shirt, carefully sliding it over your head to throw it haphazardly to the floor. Your skin was revealed to him, and he couldโve sworn his breath hitched at the sight. No matter how many times you revealed yourself to him, he was always enamored with the way you looked on top of him, or below him. He could feel a faint twitch from his groin, and his cheeks flushed more at how his body responded so weakly to the sight of you.
He let his hands roam up from your hips to your bare waist, appreciating how soft and smooth your skin felt underneath his: how alive you felt. Your lips met his again, your eyes blissfully closed as you savored the taste and feel of Harumasaโs lips again. Your bra fell off your shoulders as you reached behind to unclasp the hooks. Feeling the fabric fall from your body, Harumasa raised his hands, covering your delicious breasts with his palms, letting out a soft moan into your mouth at the feel of your erect nipples pressing against him.
He relished in your noises of pleasure, and they always encouraged him to do more. His tongue melded with yours, tangling over each other, flicking over your teeth and gums, pointed canines gently nibbling against your bottom lip. His fingers came to your nipples, pinching and rolling the sensitive buds with the pads of his fingertips. He swore his ears starting ringing when he heard you softly moan out his name.
Harumasa shuddered when your fingers came to his lower abdomen, tracing lazy shapes on his skin before reaching the waist band of his sweats, the fabric doing nothing to hide just how aroused he was. Your fingers were like magic, pulling low moans and whines from his lips like it was the easiest thing in existence. You knew just where he liked it, and god did he love that. His hips bucked up into your palm, his own hands covering your breasts fully to pathetically grope and squeeze them as he tried to keep his embarrassing noises in. Curse you for how easily you made him crumble.
โA-Ahhโฆ Harumasa, mmph~โ Heโd never get tired of hearing you sing the most sinful of songs for him. And he didnโt forget the way your hands rubbed him through his sweats, squeezing against the tip so thoughtfully. Heโd turned to putty in your hands. Shape him any way you like, heโs adaptable, whatever will make you keep giving him such blissful attention. Mold him into a heart and place it in your chest so he would never leave your side when he turned to ash.
Harumasaโs other hand slid from one of your breasts, coming to rub against the heat between your legs, his lip catching between his teeth as his eyes struggled to stay open and watch your delightful expressions. He relished the way your hips moved with his hand, seeking more of his fiery touch of desire. The effect of his touch was evident in the way your panties were starting to get wetter, especially after what youโd done at home to prepare for him before coming over.
โW-Wait-โ He sucked a breath in through his teeth, before letting his jaw go slack as his eyes rolled back, his hips stuttering in your hands. His muscles were getting tense, and he could feel the knot twisting tighter and tighter in his lower abdomen, threatening to snap. โIโmโฆ g-gonna cumโฆ donโt wanna ye- Ngh! Fuck!โ His words were cut off as his body spasmed pathetically under the intoxicating feel of now being a hairโs breadth away from his climax as your hand moved faster against him. As quickly as the fire started in his abdomen, it was diminished in seconds as you pulled your hand away and placed both on his chest.
โN-Not yet-โ you panted softly, leaning in to place a chaste kiss to his wet lips. He watched closely as your hands moved off his chest to your pants and panties, hooking them both with your thumbs and carefully albeit somewhat awkwardly sliding them off. Getting the hint, Harumasa clumsily given the position got his sweats and boxers off, his breath hitching when you climbed back into his lap completely naked. โHarumasaโฆโ Your voice called out softly. โDo you still want this?โ
โHahโฆ Yes, please.โ He sighed shakily, slightly whimpering as a whiny plea left his lips. You always asked him again despite everything if he was still sure. Given his condition, and his fearful aversion to commitment, you always wanted to make sure his comfort was above all else. Besides, Harumasa was the one who started all this, so he could end it in a heartbeat. However, part of you knew he was way too attached to ever do something like that. You could see the emotion in his eyes, the longing to speak words he felt he was forbidden to utter. It spoke volumes when his hand stopped your wrist from going to his nightstand to retrieve a condom. โIโฆ can weโฆ skip thatโฆ?โ
โIf youโre sure.โ Your voice held no hesitance, no protest to his selfish and probably rash request. You werenโt on any medication for birth control, and Harumasa knew this. Maybe a selfish part of him thought if he couldnโt live in your heart as a piece of you, heโd give you a piece of him. To leave something behind for you and only you. It was irresponsible, cruel, and burdeningโฆ but he couldnโt bring himself to care as much: not when you were here, being so gentle with him just like you always were. He was running out of time, and there was still so much he wanted to experience. โI justโฆโ He was snapped out of his thoughts when your voice spoke up again. โDonโt want you to have any regrets.โ
โIโve never once,โ he began, raising a slightly calloused, warm hand up to hold your cheek in his hand. โRegretted this. Regretted you.โ His voice was firm and unwavering, full of conviction and dedication. If it were truly up to him, he wouldโve devoted himself to you long before now. Maybe then you could be married, have kids, and experience all life had to offer. He could profess his love to you without the reaperโs scthye threatening to cut his vocal cords and more. โHow could I regret this when you pamper me so well~?โ
Harumasa relished in the way you let out a small bout of laughter, warming his heart, and lightening the atmosphere some. Just how he liked it. Light, gentle, and comfortable. There wasnโt a need to dwell on the consequences of their decisions, of what the future held for them. All he wanted was to focus on you, and engrave this moment into his memory, just as heโd done with every other time he was with you. Harumasa truly loved you. He could only hope when he lay in his deathbed, he can finally tell you, and let his final moments be surrounded by you, the memories he shared with you, and the love you held for him too.
โAs long as youโre sure.โ You whisper to him, the smile on your lips almost permanent now. Despite everything in his life spiraling, the weight of his condition and the inevitable end, he was still the Harumasa you fell in love with. Your body moved to shift above him, hands delicately and deliberately grabbed hold on his hard shaft, pressing the tip against your heat. Harumasa could feel his breath hitch at the touch of his sensitive tip, so warm and wet, he couldnโt help but move his hips slowly to press more and tease at your entrance.
With practiced ease, he was inside you, both of you moaning in unison as the sinful clutches of pleasure took hold. His hands moved to your hips, holding loosely as your hands held his shoulders, to somewhat ground yourself as you moved to take more and more of him. No matter how many times youโd had sex with Harumasa, it always felt so good each and every time. Once he was all the way in, you sat there for a moment, whimpering quietly while he sat there, watching, panting lewdly as he tried to compose himself against the overwhelming pleasure of your tight, hot, and gummy walls around his cock.
โFastโฆ or slow?โ Your question made his cheeks feel warm, warmer than they already were, and he embarrassingly tightened his grip on your hips to stop himself from letting out a pathetic whimper. On one hand, he wanted you to go fast, to watch your breasts bounce so close to his face, to hear your beautiful voice sing sweet moans for him, and to make you cream around him until your legs were shaking. However, with the vivid memory of his nightmare fresh on his mind, and the slight rattle in his breathing, Harumasa didnโt think heโd be able to keep up with going fast. At least going slow would allow him to feel every delicous drag of your cunt against his cock.
โS-Slowโฆ please.โ His voice came out as a soft whisper, barely loud enough to be heard over the air conditioner kicking on to keep his apartment warm. Although, he didnโt really need that right now fully buried inside of you. You felt so much warmer without the condom, and god could he feel fucking everything. He would be happy to let you just sit on top of him with his cock nestled into your savory and warm cunt forever. How nice it would be to have your body warmth against him at night when he would have nightmares. So he could feel you, and not the cold and emptiness that occupied his sheets.
โOkay.โ You affirm back to him quietly. He could feel your nails digging into his shoulders as you shifted your legs in a more comfortable position before carefully dragging him out before pushing him back in. Your lips parted in pleasure, a soft breath of bliss raking over Harumasaโs lips as your foreheads pressed together. It felt better than it ever had. The rubber barrier had always been so dulling. So restricting. Now that it was off? The sensitive tip of his cock was dragging along your fluttering walls, teasing the delicate tissue and muscle within to entice more ecstasy. โHah, Harumasa~ Itโฆ feels really good.โ
โMโฆ Mhm~ Y-Youโre too hot.โ Harumasa panted against your lips, his hands on your hips helping you set a slow and deliberate pace. He could see every movement of your chest as you breathed, every delicious movement of your breasts pressed against his chest. โFuuuuuck~โ A low groan vibrates in his chest when he feels you lift up just to the tip before sinking back down. His thumbs hooked into your hips, digging in harder as he couldnโt help but encourage you to move just a bit faster. The usual sharpness in his mind turning to mush as the pleasure started to overwhelm him.
Your sweet voice was like an elegant symphony, ranging from high pitched whines to low and breathy moans. It was stating to make his head spin. That combined with the feel of your body, the scent of your skin, the sight of your naked body moving against his passionately, and the lingering taste of your tongue, Harumasa was in sensory overload. He could feel his heart stuttering in his chest, a sudden tightness forming that had him gripping you tighter. His ebony brows furrowed deeply, nose scrunching against the sudden sensation. Before he knew it, his breath caught, and he felt you immediately stop moving.
โHarumasa?โ Your voice sounded so worried it made his heart ache. He hated making you worry, but he knew you cared about him deeply, and were just wanted to check in on his current condition. โIs it too much?โ You ask him, to which he nods his head slowly. One hand against your hips came up to press against his chest, the other waving beside you as if to dismiss it. You knew better than that, and so did he. He couldnโt hide anything from you. โTake a hit off your inhaler, and weโll continue if you and to.โ
โHey now, I may be frail but I donโt need to be mothered.โ A deflective smile curled to Harumasa lips, his tone teasing despite the wispy wheeze that echoed in his breathing. It was his defensive mechanism. Tease, deflect, change the subject, forget. โKeep goingโฆ please. Iโm fine.โ Despite the previous teasing lilt in his tone, it quickly changed to something soft and encouraging, almost like a small and unspoken plea. A plea to take away all his pain and let your pleasure be his safe place.
You hesitated for a moment, looking down at him and taking in the rise and fall of his chest, the way his lips moved with his panting, and the way those beautiful golden eyes begged you to keep fucking him so perfectly. With a bit of reluctance, you started to move again, your hands rubbing over his shoulders as you used him support yourself up more before sinking back down on him, moaning softly against his face. โPlease tell me if I need to stop.โ
Harumasaโs hands suddenly snaked around your waist, hugging you tight against him as his hips bucked up from underneath you. Wet and lewd sounds of sex could faintly be heard over the noisy AC unit, blended with sinful noises of pleasure. โI will, babyโฆ I willโฆ ngh! Fuck! Hahโฆ b-but I donโt wanna stopโฆ youโre so good to me~ Ahhโฆโ He rarely ever used such a sweet pet name like โbaby.โ He mainly used it to tease you, and it always worked to fluster you. How he wished he could call you that all the time. If only he could actually call you hisโฆ Little did he know he already had your heart, and that would never change.
Your hands moved from his shoulders to his cheek, pulling him in to kiss him. It was messy, a clash of teeth and tongue as your soft moans were breathed into his mouth, only growing louder. His hips jerked against yours quicker, his legs starting to shake underneath you. When the kiss broke, Harumasa dove into your neck, recklessly licking and sucking against the sensitive underside of your jaw and jugular. He knew heโd get scolded for leaving visible marks. But tonight? Tonight he was desperate, and wanted to drown himself in fantasies. Fantasies of a normal life, of having you as his lover, of marrying you and making a life with you.
โHah! N-Nhh~ Harumasaโฆ!โ You called out loudly to him, your fingertips going back to digging into his shoulders, your nails leaving half moon crescents in his skin. Harumasa let his lips trail soft and wet kisses down your chest until he was right between your bouncing breasts, only turning him on that much more. โPleaseโฆ! Please, hah! Harumasa~ I-Iโm-! Iโm-!โ You were close, and he knew it. He always knew. Heโd memorized all your little telltale signs of being close to that sweet release. By god did Harumasa want to feel you milk all the cum from him so badly, especially since it was going inside of you and not some piece of rubber.
โCโmonโฆ You can do it. Fuck! Cmon, (Y/N)~ give it to me~ C-Cum all over meโฆ! Y-Yeah!โ Harumasaโs voice cracked, his head throwing back, Adamโs apple bobbing as he swallowed thickly and let out loud groans, pleasured grunts, and pathetic whimpers of overstimulation. His brows scrunched up, golden eyes rolling back slightly as he felt your walls fluttering around him. He hastily grabbed the back of your head with one hand, pulling you into a deep and passionate kiss while his other hand reached for yours awkwardly on his shoulder. He wanted to hold your hand. To know his fingers could intertwine with yours instead of slice through with a sickeningly black claw. โ(Y-Y/N)! Hah! Fuck!โ
โHarumasa! Harumasa! Ahh!โ With that, both of you toppled over that edge together, and the feeling of his seed pumping into you, with the twitching and clenching of your wallsโฆ it just made more of his cum spurt out into you. Harumasa shook violently, his breath catching as his body shuddered and twitched at the overwhelming feelings his cock so sensitive after his release. The wheezing in his lungs starting to make his breathing sound more raspy. The sounds of your heavy breathing were heardโฆ and the AC finally decided to cut off at that moment. Your foreheads fell against each other, just relishing in the closeness of the intimate moment.
Harumasa let his eyes flutter open, still hazy with a glaze of lust and exhaustion now. He could see the soft pink that dusted your cheeks, the way your lips were slick with a mix of your saliva and his, swollen and tender from all the kissing, and the way your eyes slowly opened to look into his. The words were on the tip of his tongueโฆ eager to fill the silence. โI love you.โ So closeโฆ so close that he started to open and close his mouth in attempts to stop himself. He couldnโt. It would be cruel to you. To tie you down and bring you down with him when he eventually turned to nothingโฆ or turned into much worse.
โHarumasa.โ Your soft voice snapped him out of his quickly spiraling thoughts. Your palm was warm and a little clammy against his cheek, and your lips tenderly brushed against his. A small and affectionate kissโฆ lacking lust or desire. Just a gesture of affection and the love you held for him. โAre you okay? Do you need your inhaler?โ Ah, that was so like you wasnโt itโฆ? After everything and the first thought that always came to you was making sure he was okay. He counted himself as incredibly lucky to have youโฆ as his partner and his safe haven.
โYeahโฆ Iโm okay. Justโฆ need a minute to catch my breath.โ He reached over and dug through his nightstand for a moment, grabbing his inhaler and taking a few deep breaths and the drugs eased the inflammation clawing at his lungs. All while your hands gently massaged his shoulders or rubbed up and down his arms. Once his breathing sounded more normal, you shifted your hips up and off of him. Harumasa winced and whimpered as you pulled him out of you, his golden eyes darting down to see the evidence of their actions. Your slick covered his softening cock in a light sheen, and some of his release and yours surrounding the base. When he shifted his gaze to your entrance, it was dripping with his seed in globs of white. He was tempted to shove his fingers inside and let you keep it all there, nestled in your warm cunt, but he held back.
He shifted in the bed, letting you take the spot beside him as he reached to drape the comforter and other blankets over you both. There were no words exchanged, just the quiet stillness of the late night. Pitter patter of feet outside his bedroom could be heard, but you both ignored the upset feline outside. Harumasa draped his arms around your waist, holding you close as he dipped his head to press his ear against your steadying heartbeatโฆ the sound lulling him into a drowsiness. But before he would succumb to sleepโฆ He whispered faintly.
โThank you, (Y/N)โฆ for everything.โ
โYou donโt have to thank me.โ Your voice came softly, filled with just as much drowsiness. โThe only thing I wantโฆ is to be by your sideโฆ and for you to keep living.โ
Harumasaโs eyes widened slightly before his heart skipped a beat, a warm and gentle smile curling against his pale pink lips.
โThen youโre stuck with me, it seems. Just promise youโll live with me, okay?โ
With you by his sideโฆ his heart felt full, the pain felt lighter, and the nightmares didnโt dare to return when he had you by his side.
โDone reading? Why donโt you take a break! Relax~ Iโll still be here when you come back.โ
haiii i was wondering if there's a part two to the fanfic you wrote I think it was called pain ? if theres not then no worries <3 it itself is so fucking good i love me a good angst once in a while and that's was MOREEE than good. i absolutely love the thought of comforting rendacted ๐ he genuinely deserves so much love ghaaa
Pain pt2
AAAHHH I'M SO GLAD YOU LIKED IT TwT
Baby definitely needs all the love and comfort they can get
Because you reminded me that I wrote this I shall do the part 2 where you go more in depth about the comfort
CW: Child abuse/neglect mention, violence mention, aftermath of growing up in an abusive household, angst/fluff (comfort)
Character belongs to @14dayswithyou
MDNI
Pt 1
Their hands were still shaking, the scars of their right hand covered by a neat bandage, his blood already seeping through.
Great. Now he was even more physically broken.
Redacted's eyes flicked to the side in a pulse of embarrassment.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid, Redacted. Stupid idiot. You made them worry. Made them cry with you.
He eyed the way you were seated in front of him, eyes wide with worry, tears drying on your cheeks.
God they hated when you cried. Their hands clenched around their mug, knuckles turning white. They hated themself even more for making you cry. Worry. Even despite the thrill of you caring they despised when you wasted tears on them.
It awakened the gnawing sense of dread that they truly didn't deserve you. Your compassion. Your... Love.
Redacted tried to shrink back, curling up on the couch and sipping his tea quietly.
You knew he found it difficult to speak about his past. To give voice to the darkness he was left with after years of abuse.
But you were patient. You would always be for them. You couldn't fathom the horrors that made up Redacted's childhood. You only ever caught glimpses of their father. That cold, cold stare filled with so much hate. It was hard to believe that those same blue eyes now looked at you with pure adoration. A sigh escaped your lips, a smile forming on your face. Gentle. Warm. Mirroring the look Redacted gave you. Melting away the lingering ice he inherited from his father.
Redacted was staring at you, you could see the way his ears and nose flushed a soft pink at your smile. At least it worked. You scooted closer tentatively, like approaching a frightened animal. The same way you had done so many years ago.
"Hey"
"H-hey.."
You smiled more, hearing his voice come out so soft. Just like when you had first met you envelop his now big and scarred hands in yours, feeling the heat from his tea slip through.
Their blue eyes immediately flicked down to your hands.
"Redacted.. Do you want to talk or do you want me to?"
You had found giving him choice even when you knew what he would reply was giving him a sense of self. Slowly, but surely.
You knew they oriented their entire exitence on your opinions and values. It hurt your heart to watch them sometimes, how they gave up whoever they could have been in favour of pleasing you. Of keeping you.
"I don't... Really have anything to say.. I think."
'I think'. That was a start. Redacted was starting to hesitate when you gave him choices, you could tell they were starting to think for their own, slowly. Surely.
"Alright.."
Your tone was soft as you set the mug down with Redacted and just held his hands. You looked into their eyes with tender affection. Care.
"It's not your fault.", you murmured, figuring it was a good start. Validation is what they craved the most, after all.
"You needn't be afraid of me hating you for what you had gone through, nor do you have to be ashamed."
You swallowed thickly, trying to keep calm and not cry again, your heart aching for the person before you.
Even with Redacted being much taller than you... Even with all their muscle and strength...
"I still see that sweet kid in front of me. That strong, strong child with eyes that carried so much pain and sorrow. I never got to tell you back then but... But I was so glad I could light you up. You don't understand how beautiful it was to watch those... Clouds of pain dissipate when we played."
You felt tears sting your eyes at the memory. You saw Redacted fight their own tears.
"I know you feel guilty. You feel broken. You lash out. You have solved your past problems with violence because you never experienced the safety of expressing emotions healthily... But Redacted-"
You cupped his cheek, feeling him immediately lean into your touch, the first of his tears soaked into your palm.
"It didn't make you bad. Your father was bad. You're not him. You are worthy of love. You are worthy of existing as you are."
You breathed shakily, watching his expression, how he grimaced slightly from the emotional anguish.
You tug him closer, holding his head to your chest while rubbing circles on his back.
"You are safe with me. I am here for you. You don't have to be afraid again. Don't have to worry about stepping out of line because I am not drawing one as suffocating as he did. You don't have to resort to violence with me. Just breathe.. I got you."
You pressed losses to the top of his head as you felt him crack. Weep. Sobs shook his body as his fingers dug into your shirt trying to anchor themself to you.
"I can't fathom what he did. What you had to live. I don't expect you to tell me everything. It might even be too painful to recall but I want you to know I am here to catch you. I won't leave you ever again. I promise."
You breathed deep, holding back your tears and steadying your voice. Redacted needed your support, not you crying too.
"You are worthy of love. I don't care what you missed, what you never had, what you feel you lack.. I love you for you. Even if you are still figuring the 'you' out but... The parts that you haven't shaped around me. The parts that are solely yours.. Those are worthy of love. Don't let the cruel words of someone so undeserving of you shape your entire future."
You carefully cupped their cheeks, making them look at you, you smiled, seeing that hopeful, soft look on Redacted's face.
"Let me help you. Let me guide you through all the pain of your past and to a new start. For us."
You kiss at his tears even when they keep coming, another sob shaking your beloved's body.
"Let me heal the child in your heart that so desperately wants to be held. That has only ever known pain... That has fought so hard to survive, to withstand the conditions it grew up in. All the abuse, all the neglect, all the things its tiny body had to carry when it should have been outside playing with friends. When it should have only experienced the loving touch of a parent instead of facing the insecurities of someone so undeserving of it. When it should have been cradled, held, caressed with tenderness and not hit. Not forced to assist in crimes so grueling anyone would break. You're so strong, my love. I'm proud of you for not going down his path. For regulating yourself to the best of your abilities."
Redacted broke down fully, screaming into your chest while you just held him, staying strong to be their rock while they faced the storm of their past.
"Remember, I love you. I'm here for you. You don't have to endure all this pain alone anymore, Redacted."
Not me lowkey sobbing rn.
I hope this is a good continuation ๐ง
We should as a community give Ren a huge group hug
I was gonna sleep but I need to get this out of my system so I can cry myself to sleep
//Angst, Rage room, Mental breakdown, Mention of Abuse, Self-loathing, GN! Reader, Rendacted x reader
Character from 14 days with you
A/N I hope this makes sense
I just had an image of comforting a troubled, violent kid and validating their emotions and wanted to project that onto Ren (basically just bc someone exhibits violent behaviour, doesn't mean they're evil-maybe they're just hurt and the wound is too deep to heal now)
I might touch on that in a part 2 if I remember to write one uwu (<- 1000% gonna forget)
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It was supposed to be fun. A silly date at the rage room your hacker boyfriend frequented.
You, them and smashing things together, letting out the frustrations and stress of the week- for you a week of difficult patrons, bigger workloads and for Ren... Simply your shifts being longer causing him to spend less time with you and the occasional run-ins with your friends.
You had gone first, smashing up different objects, giggling and laughing at how relieving it was.
It had started so well... When did it go wrong..?
When Ren's round had started they worked with precision, swinging the sledgehammer with elegance. His form looked threatening yet so... Addictive. The way his back broadens every time he maneuvers the hammer, the cold glint in their eyes..
You couldn't help but marvel at him.
Couldn't help but admire that he was yours.
You watched on as he added personal items, items you were yet to find out about. Items he would regard with a glint in his eyes- not the angry, downright murderous glint he would get when Teo slung his arm around your shoulders to tease Ren. No. It was..
Deeper.
Like a small part of his cold heart was aching.
Aching with a pain that didn't have anything to do with you particularly.
He would start hitting harder, faster, using more and more force. More and more... Hatred.
Splinters of the objects would fly everywhere, Ren's breathing growing ragged.
They froze, their gaze flying to an object they didn't realize they had brought with the things he wanted to smash.
It was an old laptop, covered in faded, old anime and gaming stickers.
One sticker showed [REDACTED ERROR].
Ren's full name.
Perhaps, his very first laptop?
You found it sweet that he kept it, took such care of it but it made you curious why he brought it here and why... He had such a strong reaction.
Ren was gripping his sledgehammer so tightly his knuckles turned white, hands shaking and you were worried the wooden handle would downright burst from the pressure.
And then it came.
A sob.
A gut wrenching sob as your beloved hacker got lost, stuck in a memory too painful for him.
They raised their hammer to destroy the laptop just to sink to their knees, dropping the tool behind them as they full on... Cried.
He was bending over as if he was in physical pain, face contorted in what could only be described as pure agony.
Then started the screams. Instead of using the hammer, Ren started punching the ground until his skin burst and blood painted the floor.
You quickly scrambled over, carefully taking his hands, trying to steady your shaking boyfriend.
"Ren! Oh my god- What are you-... Stop!"
You held him close, trying to calm him down but his wails just got louder.
Incoherent sobs and cries you could vaguely piece together;
"Did I really deserve this?"
You held him close, letting his tears soak your shirt. Your hands tangled in his hair and you kept whispering words of comfort into their ear.
Ren was wallowing in the way he grew up. It seemed like having you by his side permanently made Ren finally realise that... He had worth. He was someone. He was
Yours
Your special someone.
He felt new value. He was supposed to be here for you. Of course. He was supposed to be held by you. He knew it before but it had deeply set into his chest now that he got to hold you every night, look at your face in the morning.
Now that you remembered, now that you knew.. Ren couldn't hide anything.
But he also figured just how... Bad his upbringing was.
He didn't really feel ashamed but at some points he did ask himself if you had preferred someone... Whole. Not shattered pieces of a person that never learned what it truly meant to live outside of you.
Ren screamed again.
For the lost life.
The lost childhood.
The lost freedom.
The lost love.
He wondered if, had he been normal.. had his father not been such a monster, if you would have noticed him sooner.. If the two of you had been happy earlier.
Ren felt almost betrayed, like fate was playing a twisted game with the both of you.
Ren felt like it was unfair.
But sadly, not for him... But for you.
You were dating a broken, empty man.. A shell of what should have been.
You couldn't brag about his family like anyone dating Teo would.
He wasn't social and well-liked like Jae.
He wasn't as close to you as Leon was, even with his year long absence.
He didn't get to actively indulge your hyperfixations first like Moth did.
You didn't work with him like you did with Elanor.
You didn't care for his family like you did with Connor and Alice.
He couldn't offer you new prototype exclusive designs like Kiara did.
He didn't have type of voice and experience that came from interacting with close family for years like Violet.
He wasn't even as bold and confident as Olivia, hiding behind a persona in hopes of noticing him instead of just talking to you as themselves.
Ren felt like he failed you. It made his chest tighten. He adapted everyone but not the parts that he now sees could be crucial. Details he overlooked.
He screamed into your chest again, cursing that deadbeat of a father. The man who had forced their creation.
Ren's voice became hoarse and you desperately tried to calm him down.
If words of reassurance alone canโt cure your boyfriendโs jealousy, maybe throwing in a makeout session can help.
solivan brugmansia x gn!reader | MDNI, 1.5k wc, kissing, jealousy, brief mention of him kissing reader while they're drugged so non-consensual touching, mentions of masturbation, he ends up cumming in his pants, let there be no typos
note: hi so iโm kind of obsessed with him </3 comments and reblogs are always appreciated! title is from the song โsnakelike (the stars collide)โ
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โYouโve been quieter than usual.โ
No response. You knew your boyfriend wasnโt rowdy, but the walk to your house after leaving campus was always filled with enjoyable chit chats at the very least. Tugging on his sleeve, your feet came to a pause as you turned to him.
โTell me whatโs on your mind, please?โ
God knew he couldnโt deny his sweetheartโs plea, not in a million years.
โIchabod.โ Okay, so there was some venom in his voice. Just a little. He had to hold back from not seething the name out like it was a slur.
You knew they didnโt exactly get along. Crowe was friendly towards everyone, but Sol seemed reluctant to be polite to him. Every time they were in the same space, you kinda wanted to die to avoid the awkwardness of the tension.ย
โCrowe? What about him?โ
โHe obviously likes you.โ And he knew you liked him back at one point, heโd been watching you for a long time. And though you've been a couple for three weeks now, the uncertainty of it all still hadnโt left.
He trusted you. Your best friend on the other handโฆwell, not so much. If only you knew how extreme his jealousy could beโyou were lucky Crowe wasnโt six feet under already. It would only take one mistake for you to be attending a funeral. Itโs fine, heโd be there to console you. Nonono, bad Sol, donโt even think about it.ย
โWhat?! No he doesnโt!โ Maybe you shouldnโt be raising your voice, he seemed upset enough as is. You sighed, muttering an apology before continuing. โWeโve been friends for years, I seriously donโt think he sees me like that. And even if he didโฆyouโre my boyfriend. So heโd just have to deal with it, I guess.โ
Oh. He liked that answer. Ichabod suffering emotionally because his dream lover was out of reach? It was a wet dream come true.
Taking a peek at him, you noticed the upturn of his lips. โThat certainly made you cheer up.โ
โYou always make me happy, pumpkin. I just donโt like him.โ
โWhy not?โ
โBecause I donโt.โ
โThatโs not a good reason. Heโs my friend and heโs important to me, so can you at least try to act civil around him? He always tries to talk to you and you justโฆglare at him.โ
Now he was a little scared. Biting down on his lip, he mulled over your request. The last thing he wanted was for you to break up with him after he had finally won you over against all odds. โFine, Iโll try.โ
โThank you,โ you held onto his hand and gave it a squeeze, one that he returned as you both started walking again.
Three blocks and a flight of stairs later, the comfort of your apartment lured you both to the couch, backpacks discarded onto the floor without care. He sat right next to you, and you curled up against him, pulling your phone out your pocket.
โWe always come to my house, I wanna see what yours looks like too.โย
โI like your house more butโฆsure, just let me know what day.โ Yeah, so he had time to hide everything heโd stolen from you.ย
Ding.ย
His eyes flicked to the notification with a certain someoneโs profile picture. His expression soured, and he looked away with a petulant huff. Clearly, he wasnโt over it. Not that heโd ever be, but you thought it was just a phase that would go away with some reassurance. How naive of you.
โSolโฆโ
He wasnโt budging, nose in the air as he waited for you to read the message. Or well, thatโs what he was expecting anyway.ย
โYouโre so stubborn.โ With a sigh, you toss your phone aside and instead move to straddle his lap to get his attention.ย
His shoulders stiffened immediately, and a certain area under his pants sprung to life like clockwork. He gulped, the tips of his ears turning red. He loved being under you, but that usually only happened in his fantasies late at night when he stroked himself with your undergarments.
โWhat am I gonna do with you?โ Cupping his face with one hand, you let your thumb glide over his bottom lip. โI canโt have you getting jealous every other minute.โ
โI canโt help it.โ He murmured, arms finally relaxing and wrapping around your waist to tug you closer. Having you close wasnโt anything new, he was clingy to the core. It always felt different when you initiated it, though.ย
โI knowโฆI just donโt want you feeling bad or insecure. I like you, I want to be with you.โ
He grinned. โYou promise?โ
โCross my heart and hope to die.โย
GodyouโresosweetandbeautifulandfuckIwantyoutofuckme. From 0 to 100. His mind was already running rampant. You were sitting on him so prettily, how did he get this lucky? His eyes were drawn to your lips, his stomach felt warm now.ย
โTell me Iโm yours and that youโre mine.โ
You really shouldnโt encourage his possessive behavior, but it was kindaโฆhot? Youโd play along.
You leaned down, lips nearly brushing against his. โYouโre mine, and Iโm yours.โ
His dick twitched. Before he had the chance to sigh dreamily, you kissed him. He whimpered pitifully and kissed back, already attempting to deepen it.ย
He had thought about getting a tongue piercing, but he wouldnโt be able to go weeks without kissing you now that heโd gotten a taste of what it was like. Though, maybe that torture would be worth it if it meant being able to make you feel good in the future.
An apple a day keeps the doctor away. Then, a bombardment of kisses a day must keep the psychologist away, it felt like all your problems had been washed away the minute your tongue met his.ย
His hands roamed your sides, squeezing whenever you tugged on his hair or bit down on his lip. In only five minutes, it went from slow and sensual to fast and needy.ย
Your living room was only ever filled with TV noises and conversations. Now, it was nothing but heavy breathing, shaky whines, and the sound of clothes rubbing against each other.
And shitโno, no, noโhe was close to making a mess in his pants. โWaitwaitwait, slow down,โ he pleaded, voice a pitch higher as he held onto your hips. How embarrassing would it be if he came so quickly from simply kissing? Maybe youโd think heโd only last two fucking seconds in bed (he probably would the first time, and he knew that).ย
โWhatโs wrong?โ You ask breathlessly, eyes fluttering open to look at your boyfriend.ย
โNothing, justโฆโ He sat up straighter so he could dip his head down and press his lips against your neck. It felt infinitely better than doing so when you were limp like a ragdoll.ย
โOh,โ your eyes rolled back, your hand instinctively went to the back of his head to keep him in place. His cool piercings sent a shiver down your hot skin. Maybe if your mind wasnโt so busy spinning and seeing stars, youโd notice the ever so prominent bulge begging for attention against the side of your inner thigh.ย
โDoes this feel good?โ He asked before starting to gently suck on you. If he was lucky, heโd mark you up. For once, he was eager to see Crowe tomorrow. Heโd be sure to wrap his arm around your shoulder and then lean down to press a kiss against the hickey youโd have after all this just to spite him.
โUh huhโฆโ Your sweet moans fanned against his ear.
He thought this would save him from cumming, but your reactions were just making it worse. There was no way out of it. His stomach was tensing, and his eyes were getting tearyโthis always happened. โHaaโฆ.haaaโฆโ
For someone who usually had little to say, he was so loud. But you didnโt know what was happening in his body, not until it was too late.
โOh fuckโฆโ His forehead rested against your shoulder as his body shook, black nails digging into you like he needed you close to handle the waves of pleasure. Luckily for him, his words were unintelligible because of how fast he gritted it out. โIloveyouiloveyoufuckiloveyou.โ
You snapped out of your pleasure-induced dazed, hearing him pant heavily and slump against you. You stayed frozen, and moments later, he tipped his head back instead to get air.
โDid you justโฆโย
Pressing your hands against his chest, you leaned back to get a better look. He did. Fuck he was pretty. Cheeks flushed. Lips swollen. Drool trickling down his chin. Brows furrowed. Eyelashes wet from tears.
Youโd never been more turned on in your life. You hadnโt even touched him down there!
He opened his eyes, hiding his face with his shaky hand the second he saw you. โFuckโฆI didnโt mean to. I was trying not to.โ
You took his hand to pull it away, smiling at him. Geez, it was like you were proud of yourself, and he found it endearing rather than annoying.
โUmโฆI donโt think I have any spare pants for you. Or uh, you know.โ
โโฆโ
โIโll get you a glass of water.โ
โNo, donโt leave yet.โ
โIโm not leaving! The kitchen is literally right there.โ
โStay here.โ He held you close, burying his head against your shoulder again and letting his temperature return to normal.
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hi! thanks for the hex codes! some of them are a bit dark for light mode, so I made them brighter & added a slightly thicker line too. hope these are good!
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Your poor boy was in heat again. You've made a promise to him that you'll help him each time he goes through it so he doesn't have to spend his heat alone.
Genre: smut
Warnings: Gorou is in heat, needy sub!Gorou, petnames, reader has a dick but prns/gender isn't specified, not proof read.
Word count: 3638
A/N: divider credits to @enchanthings
You wake up to Gorou grinding against your leg, his cheeks flushed and eyes almost watery with a silent plea for you to do something. It was embarrassing how needy he's being but due to the state he's in he couldn't seem to care about the embarrassment of his neediness now.
"please..need it please." He whimpers, begging you to do something, to ease the ache between his legs. How could you say no to such a needy plea? When he looks so perfect to ruin?
You place your hands on Gorou's waist, pushing him onto his back in the mattress causing a small whimper out of him. It's adorable how needy he's being, so desperate for relief.
"such a needy pup, hmm? I'll take care of you, you just lay there, angel." You spoke to Gorou sweetly, he loved how you took care of him when he's like this.
Your hands go to the waistband of his underwear and you pull them off completely, his small dick already leaking so much precum. "So pretty." You mumble softly, praising him. You grabbed some lube and put it onto your fingers, pushing his legs up to his chest. You first insert one finger into his hole, causing a needy noise to fall from Gorous lips.
"Don't need prep..just put it in please." Gorou pleads, his hands clenching the sheets bellow him, wanting you to push in already, to make his mind swim, to ruin him. Meanwhile you let out a soft chuckle at his plea, "baby if I go in now it'll hurt, just a bit more okay?" You say as you push in your second finger, prepping him further. He lets out a small whine but nods. He's impatient but he knows you're right, yet another part of him doesn't care about the pain that could come with not enough prep. Still he listens to you, he waits for you while soft needy noises leave his lips.
After you're sure Gorou is properly stretched you pull your fingers out and let his legs fall back down against the mattress, causing him to whine at the loss and he was almost about to protest but he then saw you starting to take off your own underwear. His mouth watering at the sight of your cock. You chuckle softly at how desperate he looks.
"Someone's really impatient hmm?" You tease, of course he's impatient, he's in heat. "please" he mumbles and you smile, "okay okay." You took the lube and spread it across your length, his eyes watching your every move.
You position yourself inbetween Gorous legs which he subconsciously spreads wider for you. It doesn't go unnoticed by you but you don't say anything. You slowly push in the tip of your dick into his hole and he moans at the feel. "More please." He whines, his hands going to hold your arms. Your own hands went to his waist, pushing yourself further into his hole, bottoming out. Gorou lets out a long moan at that, his eyes almost rolling back.
You pull almost all the way back before slamming back into him, repeating the action a couple times. His hands gripping your shoulders now, digging his nails into your skin. His mouth parted as whimpers and whiny moans leave his lips. Your hands tightening on his waist.
"you feel so good, so tight puppy." You praise, speeding up your thrusts, reaching deep into him. "Mnghh โก!! good so full." His words practically slur as he continues to moan. His home clenching around your length.
You mean down and kiss along his neck. "My puppy, such a good boy โก." You moan in-between praises. It was delicious how much his hole clenches around you. His dick leaking even more precum from how good you're making him feel. "Yours- ahh! โก all yours~ โก"
He's so lost in the pleasure and his heat he starts moaning incoherent things. His eyes going unfocused as you speep up, hitting all the right places. His head thrown back and his lips wet with drool. "mmgh gonna cum please please please" he manages to moan out. He's tightening even more around you and his nails drag across your shoulders. "Please" he pleads again. How can you deny him of this?
"Go ahead baby, come with me puppy." You whisper in his ear, giving him permission. You didn't need to say more, he cums hard. His dick shooting out white ropes of cum onto his stomach and some reaching his chest. You groan softly at the sight of him, your hands tightening even more around his waist. With one last hard thrust you cum inside of him, filling him up with your seeds.
You stilled in him for a moment before coming back to your senses. You were about to pull out but his arms wrap around your neck, stopping you. "don't go, stay" he mumbles. You sigh softly, "won't go anywhere, I'm right here angel." You spoke softly, grabbed a tissue to wipe his chest and stomach. Then gently flipping the position so he's laying on top of you with your dick still inside him, you both fall asleep like this.