IDV smut hellhole

Bad match? There are beds in the hospital, you know? (Luchino/Naib)

"I'm out of here", shouted Pierson and Helena in unison.

"Get out of here!", Patricia shot at Naib before disappearing from the map.

Naib runs behind her and halts for a moment, turning around to catch a dejected Luchino far away. He steps back, walking towards the Reptilian. "Bad match, huh?", he says, walking closer to the man(?). "Guess I'm not doing that well these days, Subedar.", he dejectedly says, shoulders dropping from sadness. The Hospital was as quiet as always and the two pace around it, sharing the sweet silence they enjoyed so much.

As they climbed the steps, the beds catch Naib's eye. He chuckles and makes his way to the lone one in the corner and sits on it. He crosses his legs and clears his throat. The reptilian turn around and lets out a seductive chuckle. "Is this your idea of comfort?", he coos, walking slowly towards him.

"No, I'm apologising for taunting you, Luchino...", he whispers as the other male has come closer. His hands trail down to his hips and his pants slide down smoothly, revealing those legs that drive him wild.

"You should be more careful, Subedar...", says the tall man as he towers over the mercenary. "...one of these days I might just-"

"...chair me?"

"...eat you up.", he responds, his face burrowing in his crotch. "A-Aahn-", Naib moans as his hands began gripping Luchino's head. He diligently sucks his penis, fingers teasingly entering his rear just to find that spot again. "You're wet.", he observes, his fingers slicking in with ease. "You make me like this, Luchino, this is your fault", Naib protests, and is abruptly turned over. "Wait-"

"-I want to see your face!", he whines. "Up to this day, I have no idea how you're so good at begging, mi cucchiolo...", he chuckles and turns him again, meeting his messed up, teary face. Luchino smiles and wipes off the snot and tears from his face, lost in those brown eyes of his. "Should I tease you more, dear?", he asks. Naib shakes his head vigorously. "Stop teasing me, you mūrkha", he pouts. "Just put it in."

"I'll put it in, okay?", he whispers into his ear and licks it greedily.

"Oh dear, you're really squeezing me. How am I supposed to move now?", he laments. "Won't you help me out, amore?". Naib buckles his hips, pressing himself closer to his lover. His hands search for his and when they connect, they hold on to each other, their grip tightening as the heat envelops them. Luchino's hands are careful not to claw at his shoulders, his hips burrowing deeper into him.

"HMm- that's feels good...it feels good- Luchin-noo...", he sputters out, feeling the pleasure of his careful yet harsh thrusts into him. "Here, hold on to me," he says "I'm going to go faster."

Naib tightens at what Luchino says, he begins holding on to his wide back. His hands scratch at his back, forcing Luchino to let out hoarse grunts and quicken his pace.

"I wonder," he says out in between moans, "if your teammates are wondering where you are..."

Naib shakes his head as comes closer. "I... don't care...", he responds, staring at Luchino's mouth. He wants a kiss and his eyes say everything. Luchino seems more than happy to comply. He devours the Gurkha, his tongue wrestling with other's, opening his eyes from time to time to catch the delectable expression he makes. It drives him wild, and he feels that he's coming closer to a release.

"Inside?", he wonders. No, maybe this time he'd let it slide through his chest.

He pulls out his member and releases his seed on his chest, his shoulders, his face. It drips down, the sight seductively unfolding in front of his eyes, calling him for another kiss.

"म तिमीलाई प्रेम गर्छु, Luchino...", he whispers to the man on top of him.

"Are you cursing me or saying you love me, cucchiolo?"

"I'm saying I adore you."

-after sex-

naib: you useless reptile you came on me everyone is going to notice
luchino:
luchino: oops