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I breathed out a laugh as I brought myself back to him and kissed his lips slowly, feeling our smiles talk to each other. Our sighs and hums wrote poetry together before our tongues reunited. I bit his lower lip and I felt his delight as his voice vibrated through me. I love him so much and I want him so much and he's here, letting me have him and letting him have me.
As we continued to kiss, my hips impulsively spoke for me. We both wore sweatpants, and it wasn't difficult to discern what they hid. The fabric isn't keeping anything concealed; we're both turned on.
I did whatever I could to keep the friction going, not knowing whether it would be alright to strip completely and start touching. I must've been a bit too eager in my attempts because Nagito started exhaling laughter through his kisses before asking, "Are we going to dry hump all night, or are you going to fuck me?"
Hearing that made something come over me. My fingers went under his waistbands, feeling his hip bones, and pulled them down his legs as I looked him in the eye and growled "I'm absolutely going to fuck you."
He shut his eyes and hummed and I licked my lips seeing him waiting for me. He wants me. He's waiting for me.
My dick was twitching more with every inch of his body that was being revealed. I didn't want to break my gaze from him but my arms couldn't extend any further without having to move away. As much as I love his face and want to see him laying in waiting, I started feeling a rush of adrenaline when I moved to continue undressing him, and I saw he was touching himself. Because of me. Or is this for me? Both? Fuck, either way, it's hot and made me stop what I was doing to practically rip my own clothes off.
I heard his laughter as I balled my clothes up and threw them into the pile, "What's so funny?" I asked, trying not to let any intrusive thoughts get in my way
"It's kind of cute how eager you are, Hajime," he's still stroking his dick; I can fucking hear it
I knew I was flushed; no point in hiding it, but I tried to play it off with honesty, "I've wanted you for a really long time, Nagito."
"Yeah?" He bit his lips and bat his eyes as I returned to straddling him
"How could I not?" I took a breath and smiled, exhaling, "You're so beautiful" before kissing him again
It was back to the previous routine, but now we're naked. His hand left his cock and latched on to my back as I made my descent, and as he aggressively kissed, he brought his fingernails back, dragging them down further and further until I felt five distinct pressure points digging into the skin of my ass, making me gasp.
"Was that okay?" He breathed into my ear
"Do it again— hah!"
I shut my eyes tight as he went back faster and sharper and I could tell he was smiling underneath me. "Did you like that?" He asked
I just nodded my head 'yes' while biting my lip, my chest tight and my dick throbbing against him.
When I opened my eyes again, his were looking back at me, expecting. Now? Do I reach for a condom now? It's been a while—
"Do you have any lube, Hajime?" He asked with quirked brows
Fuck. No, I don't. Every time I've had sex with someone else with a dick, it's been at THEIR place and THEY'VE provided the lube but I keep neglecting to pick it up myself; fuck. I stammered "Uh, no, but uh, I have lubricated condoms—"
I wasn't expecting his lips to curl into a smile. "That's fine," his gaze left my face to look down my body before piercing me with his eyes, "I look forward to taking it."
He smirked as I felt my dick twitch again and I bit my lip. Holy shit. Yeah, now get a condom now you dunce you absolutely need to fuck him right now fuck fuck fuck he's so fucking beautiful and he wants you and he's waiting for you—
I did my best to not look like a fumbling idiot as I scrambled through my bedside table to find the condoms I buried in there back when I was on tinder. Once I had one and unwrapped it, I looked over to check if he was watching me, and thank god he wasn't; he had his eyes closed as he touched himself some more and holy shit he looks heavenly. In the dark of the room, his pale skin and bright hair made him a light at the end of the tunnel.
As I went back to him, my hands on his knees that he moved away to spread his legs for me, I couldn't help but look at him in awe. Someone who is this beautiful— someone I'm falling in love with this fast— actually wants to be with me like this. He wants this intimacy with me, of all people. His eyelashes fluttered and he bit on one of his knuckles to hide a smile that makes me melt. I told him again "you are so beautiful," as one of my hands left a knee to take his hand that was just by his face, and I made eye contact while I pressed my lips to his fingers
"You keep saying that," he laughed, averting his eyes
"Because it's true."
"Hajime—" he had that tone he uses before he talks down about himself
"I mean it."
I could feel the words forming in my mouth. It felt so easy just then for me to say 'I love you', but luckily Nagito didn't give me the chance to potentially make that mistake. He grabbed my arms and pulled me down to a heavy, audible kiss that felt like a gas burner on a stove being ignited with just the flick of a wrist.
When he broke free, he wrapped his hands behind my neck and said "I don't want to wait any longer," through a smile that made my head fall forward, grinning myself
So I didn't make him wait. I pursed my lips as I watched him shudder and gasp out a twisted smile once he felt me. I'm barely in. "You okay?" I exhaled the question as my hips started slowly moving with a mind of their own
He just hummed, his breathing sporadic underneath the clear pleasure on his face. I repressed a grunt as I pushed in a bit further, which got him louder than I've heard him tonight. I could go deeper if he wanted me to, but he's clinging to me and trembling and bucking toward me, so I better not even consider overwhelming him right now.
I guided my hips to some sort of rhythm or beat and let myself take in the moment. "Fuck, you feel so good... better than I imagined," I didn't mean to say that out loud, but I couldn't just stop (unless he told me to)
"You've imagined it?" Nagito asked through hitched breaths
I exhaled a laugh and admitted "Many times."
I watched him bat his eyes with a flushed face as he replied, "Me too."
I increased my pace just a bit as I leaned in to kiss him. Fuck, I love him so much. We both made muffled sounds into each other's mouths and everything feels so fucking good. It's him. I'm feeling him. I'm having sex with him. Is this what making love is? I've had sex before and it's felt good but I've never been so... happy while it's happened. I think this is the first time I've been in love with the person I'm having sex with.
My train of thought was interrupted when I heard my name escape his lips. "Yeah?" I panted, still steadily grinding into him
"You can be more aggressive if you want, Hajime."
"Is that what you want?"
He sighed and hummed through his words as I slowed down to attempt to talk with him, "It seems like that's what you want—"
I chuckled and brought myself closer to his ear and said "Baby, I thought we had this conversation already," I tried to catch my breath as I felt our body heat mingle, "This isn't about me; it's about us. Tell me what you want, please."
He contemplated for a moment and I watched his smile twist into a beautifully abhorrent lustful face before he told me, "Get rough."
I let out a grunt as I pushed further, finally completely inside him and he let out an absolutely delicious moan as he arched his back. My hands moved under him, suddenly able to hold him close while I thrust with a bit more force than before. "You take me so well," I muttered, again, not necessarily meaning to say it out loud, but not regretting it when I heard how much he seemed to like it.
His moans morphed into my name, and every time I heard it, I tightened my grip on his back and pounded into him, moans of my own escaping with each move. I need to be close to him and I need to feel him and I love him I love him I love him "Nagito, I— oh my god—"
Part of me was relieved I was suddenly so close because I was definitely about to say 'I love you' while having sex with him for the first time but holy shit I'm close. I'm hammering into him and he's trembling and between his perverse shouts he managed to say "You can cum inside me," and I felt his words vibrate through my body
"I planned on it," I growled as I continued to thrust, cursing how quick my thoughts left my brain and manifested into words
But I was worrying too much because he clearly liked it. Good notes for next time; I likely have permission to be a bit demanding. I could feel his dick throbbing between us— my last coherent thought being 'is there a chance we'll finish together?'
And then I couldn't think anymore because my entire being was overwhelmed. I was shouting and cursing and saying his name over and over again, my body full of pent-up electricity as I had one of the greatest orgasms of my entire fucking life, especially from just penetration. "Holy shit," I gasped, collapsing into his neck
We were both panting and our breathing synchronized as I took it all in. Our bodies were sweaty and viscous— I was too absorbed in my own ecstasy to realize in the moment that he came, too. His hands ran through the hair at the nape of my neck as we were finally breathing steadily again, but not before one last low hum from him when I pulled out.
I disposed of the condom before going back to him to lay in his arms. He was laughing under his breath and I felt my body melt into his. I softly kissed his neck. I'm undeniably in heaven and unmistakably in love.
"Hey," I whispered
"Hm?"
"How about I get us some stuff to clean up?"
He chuckled a bit, "Yeah, sure," and kissed my head.