!!WARNING!! !!WARNING!! !!WARNING!! HEAVY NSFW - about the 5 years after graduation AU fic I've mentioned previously.
ONLY PROCEED IF YOU'RE COMFORTABLE WITH 18+ MATERIAL. THIS POST IS HIGHLY X-RATED.
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okay you horny mutts - before i lay it all here, let me yap just a little bit!!!
it's really taking me a lot of time to write XD you'll understand once you see what i wrote HEHEHE and my attention span sucks, that there'd be times im writing then end up drawing and animating stuff on my tablet lmao (the curse of elio's bababooeey haunting me every now and then!!!!)
but i wanted to feel some sort of accomplishment, you know? so!!! i'm posting this portion of the fic that is smut heavy. and when i say heavy, IT IS HEAVY. HIGHLY PHYSICAL. SENSUAL. and what other -sual adjectives there are. so honestly you can still chicken out and go on with your day hahaha.
BUT if you're really craving for it then today's ur lucky day :D as usual, there a (WIP) art for this scene mehehee (im hoping to finish this one today >.<) ive put it below~
okay, i know, you're raring to go.
a small context before you proceed: there'll be four erotic scenes in succession in the fic. this is the last leg :) again, this is an AU 5 years after their graduation. Sage and Percy are full adults and are free to be frisky! this has 1700 words!!!! (see, that's just one smut scene when the story has three MORE. god im killing myself with this self-torture). honestly im still not satisfied with it but blahhhhh enjoyyyyyy!
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At this point, you were beyond exhausted and felt like passing out - the culmination of today's endless paperwork, more-than-necessary drinks, and, well, your earlier excursions. But with his stiff length still inside you, and the residual warmth of his fingers haunting your skin as he drew circles on your nub, your core inevitably twitched. Your fatigue was replaced with an overwhelming desire to get on top of him.
No words were exchanged; there was only the sensation of your lips crashing into his as you positioned yourself to ride him. Tonight was the first time you kissed, so his lips still felt like a new domain. Yet you were desperate to explore every nook of his mouth, as if to compensate for all the years wasted. You slipped your tongue inside, and it didn't even take half a second for him to entwine it with his own, tips clashing as you both drowned in each other's spit.
Your walls felt his cock throb as a response, and your overwhelming lust finally burst as you moved your hips rhythmically.
His lips parted from yours momentarily as he let out a breathy moan against your neck, only to latch back onto your mouth, your tongues reuniting. The sudden warmth made you reflexively clamp around him, eliciting another reaction as he dug his fingers deeper into your thighs. His nails weren't long, but his grip was desperate. You were sure it would leave marks, but the euphoria of being marked by Percy Tozaki only made your aching depths quiver more.
This made his grip tighten; a dull pain gradually across your thighs, but you didn't protest. It only amplified your senses, leaving your insides desperate to feel every inch of him as you rocked your hips harder.
You had no idea how long you’d been at it. Your mouths only separated when you were forced to breathe. This was the only time you finally got a quick look at your joined bodies, peeking through the small gap between you.
Sweat dampened his toned torso, and your eyes trailed down… though you could barely see what you were looking for. Driven with curiosity, you lifted your hip just a tiny bit, careful not to break the connection, and saw a mixture of white and transparent slickness stretching from your entrance to his length.
"Is it that interesting? Weren't you all over it a few minutes ago?" his voice vibrated an octave lower as he whispered into your ear, clearly intended to make you blush.
Your eyes darted back to him but immediately shifted away, settling on the crumpled bed sheet, your face flushing warmer than it already was.
You were on top of him in the most incriminating position, yet his question still elicited some form of embarrassment from you. Your mind was screaming "because I like looking at it" but you would never admit that aloud.
Instead, you did the only thing you could do: you slammed your hips back down, your lips crashing against his to shut his lovely mouth.
Driven by the desperate heat of your core, you ground yourself against him, forward and back, over and over. The sensation swallowed you whole, leaving you quivering with every thrust. It was quite different when he was on top; this made you feel in control, your movement dictating exactly how deep he plunged.
It had never truly crossed your mind - or rather you’d never been greedy enough to hope - that you and Percy would ever cross the line of friendship. He had always been at the back of your mind, a fixture in your daydreamed what-ifs, but you had been too afraid that the truth would only push him away.
But here you were, straddling him as your fluids mixed into a wet, intimate mess. Your rhythm was disrupted by a sudden shift below, sending his shaft plunging deeper into you. An involuntary, unfamiliar gasp escaped your lips.
Without a word, Percy bent his knees and arched his hips upward. Once he was satisfied with his new position, you felt him slowly slide out of your tight depths.
Confusion was evident in your face, but he didn't even let you speak when he thrust back into you sharply.
The sudden feeling of your chasm being filled made you whimper. His arms slid behind your legs, propping you into a position that allowed him to set a pace you couldn’t escape.
Ravenously plunging his shaft into your cunt, your arms felt weak, no longer able to support your body as you collapsed against him like a ragdoll. You could only gasp as you tried to muffle your voice with your hand, afraid to spill your voice thick with desire.
Percy didn’t stop pounding, changing his position and rhythm with a deliberate purpose, as his length probed different angles like he was looking for something. And there were some moments when it felt exceptionally good when his tip scraped a particular spot. But your embarrassment only concealed this, so he continued to sway his hips in various directions until-
"Ah-" an involuntary squeak finally escaped your mouth when he unknowingly brushed your sweet spot.
He stopped momentarily to look deeply into your eyes, as if asking for confirmation.
Desperate for the same sensation, you meekly responded a small “yes”. Your response seemed to fan the flames within him; without warning, he began voraciously pumping into you, elated to have finally found what he was looking for.
The tingling was too much; you could no longer hold yourself back. The sensation of him pulsing inside you, hammering his thick member in as if it was the last thing he would ever do, was a situation you never imagined you’d be tangled in with him. If only you had been honest, then this bliss would have been a staple in your life way earlier than it was.
Inhibitions had been thrown out the window – you were feral for him, and nothing was stopping you. Tapping his torso, you silently signaled for him to stop. His eyebrows arched in confusion, but you didn’t respond. You sat back up, arching your spine as you rolled your hips in search for the same pleasure.
Finally understanding your intent, he stared up at you hungrily while you buckled against him. His hands glided from your legs to your torso, finally settling on your breasts. He massaged them gently at first, until his warm fingers began rolling over your nipples.
You gasped as the immediate pleasure enveloped your chest. The sensation was overwhelming, being assaulted from both above and below. You wanted him to lick it, but the position made it physically impossible, so you let go of the idea. Instead, you were desperate for the similar sensation you felt earlier. So, you rocked your body continually, searching for that knot.
It didn’t take you long to find it. Once it was grazed by his thick tip, your moan filled the dimly lit room, and no longer cared if the neighbours could hear you. Your movement grew erratic as you swung your pelvis unrelentingly, thirsty for that same feeling as you repeatedly ground yourself againsthis pulsing head.
"Ah--I-- that felt too good." It sounded like he was whining, but the leaking tremble of ecstasy was impossible to miss.
His comment didn’t make you stop; it only made you more desperate. The sensation was fogging your head, and as much as you wanted this to last, the thrumming in your core made you ache for that sweet release.
“Sage, if you keep that up, I’ll—”
“Let’s cum together, Percy.” You interrupted breathily. You were certain that was the first complete sentence you’d spoken in this four-cornered space, and you knew your face was filled with a lust you would only ever show to him.
He seemed to surrender to whatever you had planned. His mouth snapped shut as his deft fingers began rolling and tweaking your erect points with the precision of the surgeon he was.
The pulsating sensation in your core was almost insufferable. You hadn’t thought it was even possible, but he grew even harder inside you, multiplying the pleasure a hundredfold.
Your erratic rhythm became even more frenetic as your walls squeezed tightly around him, straining toward the peak you desperately craved.
The mounting pressure forced even more vocalizations of pleasure from your throat. Your breath hitched as you finally surrendered your body to the addictive sensation.
“Percy, I’m—”
“Me, too. Let’s do it - together”
A hitch in his voice at the end only increased the desperation to reach that shared moment of release.
With hips weaving uncontrollably, your core spasmed the faster you ground yourself against his thick length. Your let go of his torso as your fingers found his erect nipples. You did the most sensible thing of pinching them between your thumb and index finger. This only made him harden further against your walls as he moaned breathily, the throbbing expansion so noticeable to your sensitive core that your eyes rolled back in your head.
That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. No longer able to hold it, you glanced down at Percy to relay your impending finish. Like a violent collision, your walls clamped around him, convulsing in ripples as he spent his essence into the rubber. You both squeezed each other’s nipples hard, straddling him even tighter as the spasming sensations gradually faded.
With no more adrenaline in your system, you succumbed to leaden slump against Percy’s chest. Both of you were chasing your ragged breathes when he brought his long, tapered fingers to your cheek.
“I love you, Sage,” he said, gently tucking a stray hair behind your ear.
It was a scenario that you had played endlessly in your head, now happening in real time. To say you were happy was an understatement. It may have taken you a long time to get there, but the sight of him made it all worth it.
Your earlier exhaustion finally took hold as your eyes inevitably slipped shut. There was no need to wish for dreams of what-ifs anymore. This time, you were looking forward to what tomorrow had in store for you and him.