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souya loves overstimulation. there’s something so sweet about cumming to the point of tears; body breaking under your lovers touch. it’s embarrassing, in a way, to bring up he wants you to do that to him. his glare is averted when he mentions it the first time, scowl curled around the edges of his lips, teeth grit, and he’s humiliated. it adds to it, though— the shyness the situation brings, the intimacy and trust between it, the tantalizing mock in your voice as you remind him he asked for this. because he did. he did and he probably will again.

he thinks he might be sick because he’s addicted to this. to the way you sink onto his aching cock for the nth time, the blinding— and it’s fucking blinding— sensation he feels when you clench around him, the sob that gets caught in his throat when he cums again and again and again for you.

“burns,” his voice is raw, head turned up and pressed into the bed. “it burns— ‘s too much— it fucking hurts.” he’s gasping, whining, begging you and he’s telling you to stop— however he can he’s telling you to stop but he thinks he’ll die if you do. “oh my fuck, fuck fuck fuck.” your hands press onto his shaking chest, fingers catching over his ribs that might concave if you keep draining him of all he has.

he jerks under you when your thumb brushes over his nipple, choked cry leaving him, head rising and falling quick, fingers gripping at the sheets. “holy shit,” and he’s sure he needs this. he knows he needs all of you, so he’d like to think you need all of him, and he gives it to you; he lets you take it from him, he ruins himself, tears himself down to nothing because that’s how much you love each other.

your hips roll on top of his in a constant rhythm and he doesn’t even know when he started cumming. the twitch of his cock is almost enough to make him pass out, he’s sure he might’ve already, and you finally slow down.

souya is obsessed with overstimulation, but he’d die for the aftercare. the ache he feels when you finally lift yourself off of him is countered with the tenderness in how you clean him up, the shake in his body is met with tender hands, and he’s so ridiculously calm when you kiss at the tears on his cheeks.