saihara honestly thought he was going to get up and out with a good 2000-4000 yen, but of course he was dead wrong.
instead, he was down and under, a hand pushing his head down on a dick accompanied by sweet sounds he never thought he would've heard in his lifetime.
"fuckkk..~ saihara~channn..~" amami purred out generously, silver ringed fingers and a tanned palm pushing saihara over his limit but at the same time not quite there. tears stung the both of their eyes at the rather one sided activity enrolling in the living room. and despite that, the necklace was glowing pink again.
saihara loved this. every single second of it.
amami's member was hitting the back of his throat, but he didnt dare fight off the hand that was doing so. he didnt have a gag reflex, and it was all the better to make amami happy. "god- what are you, a fleshlight~?" his voice was so soft but deep—something you'd hear in a dream or something.
despite all of this, he couldn't believe they were actually, legitimately, whole heartedly going to do this. what happened in the janitor's closet was just in itself, but he never got it up there before at all... he was a virgin, of course not. though, he had tampered there a few times, no matter how much it hurt... he'd always pretend it was amami doing it and everything would feel better.
"shit, im so close..~" saihara could feel the gasping for air from amami on top, and soon enough with a gasp a hot load of almost pure white went down his throat. he didnt get a chance to taste, but if he did he wouldve definitely wish he hadnt.
with the hand releasing a chunk of hair, he took his head off of amami's member and gasped for air as the other came down from his apparently quick high.
the smaller boy sighed finally, wiping his mouth slowly while standing up to finally breath, though a command was sent to him right after: "take it off."
amami had retrieved the condom from saihara, ripping the top off and sliding the already lubed rubber onto his length. the other had taken his already unbuckled pants and boxers off to his mid thigh, just so his backside and erection was exposed. despite how stupid he felt, a simple hand beckoned him to sit on his lap; he followed and sat with his legs on either side of amami's waist and his hips positioned right over his length.
"hmm..~" the greenette looked saihara up and down, liking what he saw. "you're a good boy, you know that saihara~?" his two fingers came up to his mouth and wet them slightly with a pierced tongue before traveling down to saihara's thick thighs and to his entrance. amami seemed to have horribly soft skin too...
the other was mentally preparing himself for what would happen, and finally gasped as amami put a digit in without warning. "youre taking too long. right, saihara?"
"r-ight.. i... nhhhh.." he winced in pain as the digit wiggled around just to fuck with him. "h-hurts-"
"hm? what was that?" amami sounded like a sadist as he put in the second finger in twice as fast, making him yelp in pain. even though... it felt good too...
"hhnf... hhaa..~" he was desperately trying to catch his breath. "i-im a good boy- hAa~" the fingers were already starting to move in and out, and rather harshly considering he was all three knuckles deep as well. god, if he hadnt taken his rings off before all of this it wouldve been a nightmare. "a-Ahn~ a-amami~kunhhh..~"
amami only chuckled, leaning into saihara's neck and up to his ear. "you're just a slut for me, huh? getting off on the thought of me touching you... then coming in your pants from just my knee, and now this, hm?" his voice was dropping significantly again, knowing this had an effect on the other boy from the way he almost fluctuated. his erection was leaking precum just from the way he spoke... "youre so disgusting..~ say youre a disgusting little bitch, saihara~chan...~"
saihara winced, starting to bounce slightly on the fingers alone. impatient much... "i-mHh~ im a disgusting l-little bitch for amami~kuN~" his eyes watered, and fingers came up to grip the couch cushion behind amami. "a-nd a w-weak and dirty slut who doesnt know any b-better- nnhhhH~"
"...good job, puppy.." amami took his face away from saihara's ear before dipping back in to his neck. there was a bit of blush where he came back from there too...
either way, after a bit of trial and error and an addicting string of moans, he took the digits out and wiped them on saihara's pants with a careless whistle—talk about rude at that point...
but that didnt stop him from snapping his more dominant fingers in his face, his small daydreaming session coming to an abrupt stop. "hey, saihara~chan..~ do it yourself. i'm not the one that has their little debt to owe for breaking their nose on someone." amami's gaze gave hope only for a split second before turning cold once more, arms raising themselves over his head comfortably while saihara only whimpered.
he already knew it was probably going to hurt like a bitch, but it would most likely be a one time opportunity... so soon enough, he was lowering himself onto amami's member. tears pricked his eyes without fail, and he was forced to suddenly stopped halfway.
"a-amami~kun... i.." he looked slightly pale. "i can't.. go down any more..." saihara tensed up slightly since he felt a slight twitch inside, and it was most likely because amami was staring at him with a hint of red on his face.
he was fucking cute... amami sighed in almost disappointment before his hands came back to grip saihara's thighs, pushing them down slowly but surely in an instant. "god... fuck..~ " for once, he was at a loss for how good this felt. it was almost heaven... almost. "i bet i didn't even need to use the damn condom, y-ou'd take everything like a good bitch, wouldn't you~?"
saihara's fingers were clawing at the couch behind amami still to hang on. he couldn't bear it--it hurt, but felt good when it brushed up onto the bunches of nerves at one point. the condom felt like almost nothing with the added lube, he just couldn't believe this was still happening... "hhhh..~ nnhhhm.. it'd... be hard to get my fingers up there..~"
amami got him all the way down, breathing heavy with satisfaction. "heheh... hey, saihara..." he dug his nails into saihara's thighs to buck his own hips up onto the sensitive spot from earlier, making shuichi moan and temporarily shake every time it went up. "h-aa~ say how much you love me shu~" that was a new nickname.
"a-Ahn~ i-iiihh~" he wasnt out with it immediately, and amami fixed this by pushing up just that much more on the sweet spot. "oH~ nHHgh~ i love youuh~ i love amami~kun a lotthhhh~" his eyes were even more teary as the spot was violated, grey pupils dilating as they looked down slightly at the perpetrator. "i love amami~kun more than anything~!"
"good boyyyy~" rantaro thought for a moment while he slowed down, more pulled out groans coming from the smaller of the two. amami was desensitized to sex, but it was still something he did almost on a regular basis. "does the good boy deserve a reward for being so obedient~?"
saihara wouldnt nod. "haah..~ only if..." he thought. "only if master wants to give the reward...~ m-mmh~ i'm fine with it~"
amami seemed pent up enough just at the nickname, and soon enough his speed and harshness grew moment by moment; every time he pulled out, the tip almost slipped out, and every time he slammed back in he'd make sure the spot was hit just to fuck with saihara. speaking of the smaller boy, he was damn near screaming on the receiving end--somehow it felt too good to be true. the feeling of their bodies almost melting together... he couldn't handle it at all. it probably wasn't even moments before he came, white spreading over his body as rantaro's eyes widened.
"oh wow..~" he stopped after slamming in just one more time, making saihara moan just one time. he was seeing white... it was so much better than any time he jacked off or anything... his hot and heavy breath replaced the sound of slapping skin that was once prominent in the room. "that was a lot... are you that sensitive?"
the green haired male flipped the other over rather suddenly, saihara shuddering as the colder side of the couch made contact with his skin. his comment sounded so condescending, and it just made him that more horny if anything. amami's freckled arms held himself up on top of the boy, his member still inside saihara even after switching from cowboy to missionary. amami looked down at him almost like vermin.
"and you almost got some on my clothes... youre such a fucking freak; i bet you got off on the thought of this before you even met me.." he grabbed at saihara's waist to shuffle around before thrusting into him at a slow but hard pace, making him moan and gasp for air every single time. "if it wasnt for that- ghh~ stupid necklace that fucking show gave me, you.. hhah~ wouldn't even be here right now~" he was already close beforehand so his movements were almost static. in and out, in and out, in and out... it was messing with saihara every single time. maybe they'd be closer after; thats all he wanted-
"louder, freak~" amami basically heard him daydreaming, and suddenly thrusted into him hard to hit his sweet spot.
"hAAH~ i-m sorry masterhhh~" of course he had to apologize. "f-for not showing you how much i love this..~" the smaller smiled slightly, but it faded as he was thrusted into again. "HaaA~ mHH~"
without too much of a warning, saihara came onto his chest again, legs shaking immensely as the white substance got on his chest again. he felt groans and warmth as something filled inside him. not really, but it inflated and pressed against everything he had with amami fully inside. he couldn't really remember what happened next though, since he passed out on the spot.
huh... all he could really remember after that was warmth.
<im so sorry it took so long to update this omgghhhnmk, wattpad is a bitch fuck you
it looks so horrible bc i have literally no motivation atp but! ill get through it! its writers block and art block but im ok! ty for the nice comments btw>
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