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The room was shrouded in silence, steam rising from the heated pool and making the surroundings hazy. If you didn't know where to look, you would have missed the pair that were in the water. And when leaning closer, only then could you hear the gentle sounds of water trickling.
This came as the droplets trickled down the bare skin of Ryōichi and Hisaya's bodies. They were entangled in each other, legs entwined under the water, Hisaya's back against the side of the pool with Ryōichi's larger frame leaning over him. A few glasses of expensive wine down, the pair were devouring one another's mouths, the odd gentle moan or grunt getting lost in the steam.
Ryōichi kept a hand fixed on the side of the pool, and the other was wrapped around his lover. His hand ventured down from the middle of Hisaya's back, to fix under the soft cheeks of his behind. He used the position to his advantage as he propped Hisaya higher up, their tongues twirling more vigorously as a result.
Hisaya wrapped his arms around Ryōichi's broad shoulders. He was clinging onto the larger man, but far from cared what it might look like, he couldn't get enough of how tasty the other man was. As a result of Ryōichi's hand finding its way down south, Hisaya slowly brought his legs up and around the man's waist. Locking his feet, one over the other, behind the man, he enjoyed the comfort of the new position. But as they were naked, and with him parting his legs even further, Ryōichi's groin met even more snugly.
Bombarded with elements that filled all of his senses, Hisaya felt lightheaded. Perhaps it was the alcohol, or the temperature of the pool, but his mind was freely wandering as if he had taken some sort of drug. When he parted from his older lover's lips, with a gasp, his chest quickly rose and fell.
Being propped up, his chest was above the water, his pinkish buds hardened. Ryōichi, who also took a moment to catch his breath, ran his dark eyes over the tantalising Omega who was coming apart in his arms. He wanted to see more, and the possessive thought echoed.
There was a slight ledge between the pool and the glass wall surrounding them, and Hisaya was propped up on there. He was taken by surprise, but through heavy pants he watched Ryoichi take control, and was happy to oblige. His thighs were further parted, his left leg being hitched over the Alpha's shoulder as he remained in the water, at the edge, in front of him. The position meant that Hisaya gradually slipped down from his upright position into a slouch.
And Ryoichi opted to take the direct route, instead of explaining what he intended to do, his tongue which Hisaya had been previously enjoying, now encased his arousal. The size of it, which Hisaya had once grumbled around, was now entirely beneficial as Ryoichi didn't have to push himself far in order to take him in whole. Which would have been an entirely different matter if their roles were reversed.
Hisaya kept one hand by his side, to keep himself stable, and the other fixed into Ryoichi's hair. The man's tongue ran right up from the hilt, and when he reached the tip he pulled back, flicking his tongue across the head before pecking it and taking it in whole once again.
Hisaya's thighs quivered at the feeling, his lips parted as he expressed his pleasure. His back pressed against the cold glass, whilst his erection was devoured by a warm, wet mouth. From the mixture of sensations, Hisaya couldn't help but moan sultrily over and over.
His already flushed cheeks grew crimson at the awareness of how close he was to climaxing. He hadn't had many opportunities to pleasure himself in this world, so he knew he wouldn't last too long- especially with his lover's talented tongue and lips doing as well as they were.
His toes curled, his back arching as he panted Ryoichi's name. The man heard him, that was for certain, as he flattened his tongue and bobbed his head in a way that took Hisaya's length to the back of his throat.
Crying out, fingers twisted in Ryoichi's hair, Hisaya felt the familiar pleasure of a strong climax. His entire lower body enjoying the sensation of something akin to faint prickles of pins and needles. But as it quickly faded, so did the strength keeping him up.
Ryoichi kept his mouth in place for a short time after, and when he eventually pulled back, there was only a slight remnant of Hisaya's essence left behind. But even that wouldn't go to waste, as the older man ran a thumb across the corner of his mouth and flicked his tongue across it.
Hisaya smiled, shaking his head whilst panting. "That's not good for you." He revealed to his lover who rested his chin on Hisaya's bare thigh, looking up at him.
Ryoichi gave a boyish grin, "How could anything that comes from you, be bad for me?" He wondered to Hisaya's scepticism. And the Alpha laughed at the young man's expression, and shrugged, "Besides, I couldn't let it go in the pool."
Rolling his eyes, Hisaya grabbed one of the glasses of wine and offered it to the man. Who took it, and had a few sips. "Hm," he cocked his head, "It somewhat pales in comparison-" Hisaya went bright red and brought his foot up and nudged the man in the chest.
Ryoichi dramatically flew back before 'sinking into the depths'. Hisaya took his time, even having a sip of his own drink before pushing off the ledge to join his melodramatic partner. Though his legs felt a little looser, still recovering from what had happened only some moments ago, Hisaya managed to propel himself over to Ryoichi, who was seated patiently at the bottom. But when he spotted Hisaya getting nearer, he dramatically sprawled out like a starfish and closed his eyes.
What a menace, Hisaya thought, and when he got close enough he stopped swimming and let himself sink until he was on top of the princess. As there was a certain issue with doing such a scene under the water- such as the lack of oxygen, Ryoichi came alert as soon as Hisaya arrived.
He pressed their lips together, but it was far from a lovely kiss since both would rather not have water going in their mouths. After closed lips brushed against closed lips, Ryoichi wrapped an arm around Hisaya and kicked off the floor of the pool. They shot up and as they breached, Ryoichi took in a dramatic breath with a loud gasp.
"Oh, you saved me!" He declared.
Hisaya scoffed but didn't hide the amusement on his face. Instead he wrapped his arms around his lover who was treading water for them both, and leant close to his ear. After a few whispers, Ryoichi's playful expression morphed into a more serious one. He eagerly got them to the shallow-end of the pool, to where he was able to touch the ground, and propped Hisaya against his chest.
As soon as gravity started to reemerge, Hisaya realised that his older partner had no intention of putting him down, so he fixed himself to make it easier for the man. With each step that he took, leaving the water, the more intoxicated the pair swiftly became as their scents were no longer submerged.
Ryoichi moved carefully, making sure to dry his feet on a towel so he wouldn't slip, whilst Hisaya was in his own little daze. His attention was transfixed on a droplet of water that steadily ran down Ryoichi's throat. Just before it reached the man's shoulder, he caught it with his tongue. But now that he was so close, the man's warming, mature scent permeating through the light smell of chlorine, Hisaya's breathing grew heavier.
Ryoichi was acutely aware of every sound, so he hastened his pace until they reached the bedroom. He kicked the door shut behind them and marched over to the bed. Hisaya whined when he had to eventually detach from Ryoichi, who set him down carefully.
Ryoichi watched his clingy lover become pouty, and he gave a breath of a laugh. "Baby, let me get a towel to dry you off so you don't get ill." Hisaya lightly protested when the man made his way over to the en-suite. He had been left, on his back on the bed in a position a baby would be in when having their nappy changed.
With his legs sprawled out, everything was clearly visible. Especially his erection that had resurfaced, demanding to be touched. And since Ryoichi was taking his time, which in reality probably would have been five seconds, Hisaya started to grope himself. The slow strokes sent trembles up his naked thighs and straight to his groin. He was far more sensitive than he'd ever experienced before. His own arousal twitched in his grasp, which ultimately urged him to stroke faster.
He head arched backwards, biting his lower lip with a muffled moan as he relished the sensation. As he tugged, it also had a reaction from his small hole which had been otherwise ignored. He could feel his muscles clamping, but with that, it created an unimaginable pleasure that reverberated through his body.
Tilting his head to the side, the covers of the bed soft against his cheek, he couldn't resist hitching his legs up and using his other hand, more specifically his fingers, to explore. He had never felt such an urge to masturbate in such way, because other than when someone was large enough to hit him in the right spot, fingering himself just didn't have the same stimulating feeling. But this time, he was rapidly coming apart as his slender fingertips found the hole.
He panted, whimpering as he circled around it, all his nerves sparking as he did. For whatever biological reason, as he was an Omega, it came with a perk of self-lubrication. Though he hadn't initially read too much into it, in that moment he was thankful as his first finger slipped in.
As if it wasn't his own finger, his body reacted just as strongly. No matter where his finger brushed, it was sensitive. He added his second finger, his entrance stretching comfortably to fit the appendages. He sank his fingers in as deep as the position permitted, and though he felt the effects of it, there was still something that grumbled that it wasn't enough.
His hips lifted off the bed as he rubbed his weeping arousal and thrust his fingers inside at the same time. He tried to be as vigorous as possible, but it still wasn't enough. He made a sound alike to a pitiful whimper. "Not satisfied?" Came a deep voice, laced with a faint growl.
Hisaya tilted his head, not removing his hands, and spotted Ryoichi standing over by the door of the bathroom. He was leaning against the frame, arms crossed over his broad frame. Through his dampened vision, Hisaya caught sight of the perfect thing to stuff him whole.
Evidently his conscious part of the brain had taken a back seat. Leaving behind a faintly aware, but mostly horny, young man. And Hisaya shook his head, "Need you." He revealed as he removed his hands and all but crawled across the large bed to the other side; nearest to the older man.
"You need me? But you looked like you were taking care of yourself quite well."
Hisaya shook his head. "I need you, only you."
Ryoichi raised a brow, but slowly walked over. When he stood at the edge of the bed, right in front of Hisaya who was on all-fours, he made no sign of watching to reach for the younger man. Which stirred Hisaya's aroused mind crazy, he was becoming intoxicated by the man's strong scent that ghosted around the room and over his bare skin.
The man clearly wanted him, judging by the raging erection he also had, but Ryoichi appeared in-control. Hisaya instead pressed his forehead against the man's torso; breathless. He was dripping sweat for no apparent reason, and his entire pale body was flushed.
Ryoichi brought a gentle hand up and cupped the side of his young lover's face. Hisaya leant into the man's touch, his eyes closed as he tried to calm himself. When his head was tilted up, he met a pair of silver eyes which pierced through him.
Ryoichi ran a thumb across Hisaya's lower lip. Though he appeared to be in control, his instincts were screaming. He wanted to thoroughly devour his omega- his lover. But in the same sense he wanted to treasure the moment. He engraved every single one of Hisaya's lustful expressions into the back of his mind. Especially the sight and sounds of the omega masturbating. That would always stay with him.
"Are you mine, Hisaya?" He didn't know why he asked that all of a sudden, especially when the person he was asking wasn't in the right state of mind, but he was feeling immensely thrilled at the sight of the one he loved craving him so much.
Hisaya looked at him through watery blue eyes. Though he was considerably lost in pleasure, Ryoichi could see that he was fighting to respond as stably as he could. "Mm. There's no other person." Was his truthful response, and Ryoichi showed his appreciation by capturing those tempting lips.
It was with quite some force, but he couldn't resist. His lover looking so pliant, and smelling so delicious, it would break even the strongest of men. Hisaya raised himself onto his knees, and with Ryoichi's ruthless kiss, they ended up falling back onto the bed.
They rolled over into a comfier position, and then again so Ryoichi was back on top. There was no room between the two as they ran their hands over each other, putting all their need into the passionate exchange.
When Ryoichi positioned himself in between the two delicious thighs, his fingertips drifted to where Hisaya had once been vigorously thrusting his own. Feeling the dampness, the alpha had to pull away for just a second in order to get a look. He pulled back to his knees, lifting his lover's leg just slightly, pressing his lips to the side of his knee as he did.
The flushed entrance, added to the state Hisaya was in as he languidly lay on the bed beneath him, made Ryoichi twitch. He was unbearably stiff, but he would undoubtedly hurt the younger man if he went straight for it, even if Hisaya was readily-sticky.
"Hold your leg, baby." He instructed softly, pressing the soft thigh he was holding to Hisaya's chest. With a clear view, he lowered himself down, pressing light kisses against soft skin as he did. Above, Hisaya heavily panted, offering a moan every now and then as Ryoichi's lips drew closer and closer to his little entrance.
When he reached the area that gave him the most delectable view, Ryoichi's teeth started to itch. He ran his tongue over one of Hisaya's soft, milky-white cheeks, followed by a chomp!
As his love was still recovering from that, Ryoichi pushed on, his tongue trailing down to the area that was demanding his attention. He couldn't resist giving it a quick lick, feeling Hisaya tremble underneath.
Hisaya voiced some weak complaints, obviously having some reservations about Ryoichi licking him in such an area, but the alpha didn't share the same shyness. His tongue drove right in. He could taste the scent that teased him endlessly. And hearing Hisaya's animated cries, he decided to add a finger, and then another.
The ring was tight around his tongue and fingers, but as he patiently thrust them in and out, the entrance gradually eased and allowed his tormenting. When he pulled his tongue away, opting instead to suckle on the inside of Hisaya's thigh, leaving mark after mark, he was able to add another finger. Which, from the sounds of it, sent the Omega crazy.
Ryoichi kept on stretching his lover, lost in the anticipation of feeling the same, warm tightness around his stiffness.
He ventured back up, his lips capturing one of Hisaya's pink buds. He swirled the nib around his tongue, sucking earnestly. Every part of his omega was tasty, delicious. And addictive. He was fighting to remain conscious of it all, acutely aware of his own instincts that were clawing at him to ram right into his awaiting partner.
Only when he felt the tightness around his fingers had slackened just enough, did Ryoichi position himself. Retracting his fingers, he took hold of Hisaya's thighs and pressed his legs upwards with the knees bent. It was a glorious sight.
Hisaya was already moaning, just at the feel of something large poking at his behind. He unconsciously shifted, wanting it. And when he was finally breached, he cried out. Even though the older man had spent some time prepping him, he still felt the stretch, but whether it was the lube, or how drunk he truly was on their surrounding scents, he didn't feel the pain.
Ryoichi swore, biting his bottom lip as Hisaya watched him ease his way inside. Hisaya felt every inch, and couldn't help but clamp down on his size. He gave breathy moans, but as Ryoichi rolled his hips, thrusting deep into him, Hisaya's moans became more aggressive.
Ryoichi had been as patient as he could, but feeling what he did, he couldn't contain the raw desire that coursed through him. When he was in to the hilt, he pulled back before thrusting back in. He groaned as he picked up the pace, hips snapping vigorously against his lover, who was panting his name over and over again.
"Ah- so deep!" Hisaya gasped and Ryoichi glanced down to his waist, directly underneath where the faint surgical scar lay, was a bulge that he was creating. He made an approving sound and pulled back, pulling out entirely.
Hisaya didn't have time to question as he was moved onto his stomach, his hips lifted up. To show he was still in control, Ryoichi kissed his lower back before reentering. He was able to go deeper, if only slightly, and then swiftly picked up the pace.
Hisaya was coming apart, he felt how deep the man was inside of him, feeling him hit whatever it was inside that made his vision blur. He gripped the covers underneath, his knees shaking at the overwhelming sensation. He was faintly aware of how he'd already climaxed- though it was probably as soon as Ryoichi entered him.
Ryoichi showcased his stamina as his speed didn't let up, and when it did, it was to hoist Hisaya up so they were both on their knees on the bed, then he began the vigorous pace once again. Hisaya stretched his arms over his head, he fingers finding Ryoichi's hair, and the older man planted a kiss against his throat in response.
Both of Ryoichi's hands were fixed onto Hisaya's lower waist, keeping him stable. He could feel how close he was, and as he lowered his head onto Hisaya's shoulder, hips slamming upwards, he felt the mind blowing climax rack through him. His heavy breathing mingled with Hisaya's.
The room was stiflingly hot, so they both stayed completely still for a few moments later. When Hisaya's grasp unfurled from Ryoichi's hair, he collapsed forward onto the bed, and the older man didn't stop him as he followed right behind.
Hisaya gave an exhausted laugh, "You lump." Referring to Ryoichi lying on him.
"Mm, your lump."
"That's cheesy."
"You're cheesy."
"Ew-" Hisaya laughed, and Ryoichi smiled through increasingly heavy eyes.
[ TBC ]
[ A/N: Fun fact, this story just reached over 200,000 words. Longest book I've ever written, and we're only on the second world! ]
[ A/N 2: We're gradually coming to an end! We're almost there on Patreon- with Chapters Sixty & Sixty-One up. ]
Also, after every world: I have a week off. To reenergise and give my brain a rest (she lies. she'll be making plans for the next world & future books).
All of my links are in my bio, incl. Patreon & Ko-Fi <3
Finally, do you know what time it is? ART TIME - From the lovely 'ShweWin200'. A huge thank you <3 [ The one where Asahi's in his onesie is exactly how I picture the little bun chasing after Hisaya! Ahh~ ]