'Broken Image' ♡ (MXM) ♡

⚠️ - holding evil back - ⚠️

Pierce gave a shadow of a smirk, leaning his head back for Oxzy to dig in deeper. His hand went up from the bed and to the hero's back. His arm went under the over-sized shirt, finding its way on the hero's slim back.

His hand traveled up, gliding around the hero's tense shoulder muscles.

Oxzy flinched slightly, growling between the kisses.

Pierce gave a small chuckle, opening his mouth for the man to venture on. He did so, biting at his jaw before leaning forward to go deeper.

Pierce used his other hand to grab at the front of Oxzys chest. The shirt was lifted, he swiped his hand around a few bruises, earning a moan in response.

"Doh-mh..!"

Pierce pulled away, drool leaking from the heated kiss. "Thought the whole point was to cover up those bastards marks?"

Oxzy gave a side glare to him, eyes looking lost with red wet lips. While saying nothing, the hero leaned in to kiss him again. It was a welcomed action, Pierce letting the hero deepen the kiss, their tongues fighting in a frenzy lust.

The hero became a bit daring, he wanted to quicken to the sex part. His hand went down to his lap where Pierces lower part was. His hand landed on something long and hard.

His grip tightened.

The villain opened his eyes in shock. His face was an immediate red when Oxzy gave him a small smirk.

The hero's hand began to play around, rubbing at the fabric slowly. The villain gave a low growl, eyeing the hero. His grip on the man's back moved to his waist, tightening at each gentle stroke.

The hero grabbed his clothed part with a sudden motion. Pierces body was suddenly filled with a burst of energy, he moved the positions within seconds.

Oxzy was now on his back under the energized villain. He was about to say something when Pierce pulled the shirt up to his mouth. The over-sized shirt covered his head, leaving his eyes to look at the moving man above him.

Pierce traced his hand along the hero's chest, moving down to his waist before stopping at the boxers. He pulled them off gently, moving over to face the hero.

The shorts were pulled down softly, the villain began to kiss the hero's sweaty cheek. While drying off the mask of tears, Pierce pulled the boxers down. It left Oxzy wearing nothing but an over-sized shirt.

Oxzy was a bright red, holding back a few painful winces with his wounds being touched. The evil man gave no mind to the pain, grabbing at the hero's exposed and erect member.

"Mgh!" Oxzy closed his eyes, pushing the shirt down to try and cover himself.

Pierce didn't flinch at the hero's poor attempt to push his hand away. He stroked the man under him, watching pre-cum drip down from the tip.

"Already this pent up? And I thought I was the dog.." Pierce eyed the man, breathing on his cheek to get him to open his eyes.

Oxzy did, a bit unwilling when the man started to mock him. "Noht... Fuck-mh!" His mouth closed when Pierce sped up.

He gripped the sheets with his free hand, he had never gotten jacked off like this. If anything, he had no sex experience. Besides the one with the gang guys, he never slept with a girl. He only kissed and dated a few for a short while, so everything about sex or setting the mood was a foreign thing for him.

It was obvious that Pierce would take the lead. He had a girlfriend for years to do all things with, but it made Oxzy wonder why he could do it with a man so willing? Was it because the man was Oxzy? Or has Pierce lacked the sexual release he had lost for years and is spitting with whatever he gets?