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Post by cafeteria gentleman on Aug 27, 2011 16:57:17 GMT -5
There was a stretch of silence between the two as Akira's moans stopped for a brief moment. Kous let out a sigh of relief, but then the man turned around to face him. Hair that was still damp clung to his face and gave him a deeply appealing look. There was a faint stirring in his stomach as Akira gave him a thanks. But then the other's mouth went into a frown only to break into a grin the next second. It was suffice to say that Kous was confused.
Akira stood up from the bed and gave a big stretch. His shirt rose up with his arms revealing the smooth skin beneath. The stirring in Kous's stomach picked up pace and he finally realized that he was slowly being turned on by the brunette. His blue-green eyes stayed locked on Akira as he walked over to a cabinet.
Three options became apparent to Kous during that time. One: he could suppress his horny feelings and hope for the best. Two: he could find an excuse to leave- easy enough- and go back to his room to jerk off. Or three: he could give in and fuck Akira here and now. However the one sending Kous into frustration didn't allow for him to reach a decision.
"What color do you want? I've got pretty much everything."
"Oh-I, um- red and blue I guess..."
He pressed the palm of his hand to his brow as he berated himself for his stupidity and animal urges.
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Post by adachi on Aug 27, 2011 19:20:33 GMT -5
"Oh-I, um- red and blue I guess..." Cows said, the statement lacking any of the polished edges that his normally did. Akira turned around and instantly he could see that the other man was nervous about something, flustered. What's got him so hot and bothered?
Cows pressed his palm to his forehead, saying nothing. 'Hot and bothered' turned out to be a fairly accurate explanation - he'd felt Cows undressing him with his eyes for the past few minutes. His back had been turned for most of it, but the sensation of being checked out was one he picked up on easily. He wants it? Again?
Akira put the materials down, gazing over at the other man with a mixture of amusement and lust. "Are you okay?" he asked, walking over to the man on the bed. Exhaling, he took Cows's wrist in his left hand, moving it away from his forehead. "You're not feverish," he said, after he had lifted up the other man's bangs and felt his skin with his free hand.
"Do you need to lie down?" Akira smirked as he used his weight to force Cows backwards, the other's wrist still locked inside his hands. "Because the animals can wait..."
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Post by cafeteria gentleman on Aug 27, 2011 20:24:32 GMT -5
Kous was too immersed in his thoughts to realize that Akira was still talking to him until he felt his wrist being taken away from his face. His head snapped up in shock and he opened his mouth to say something, but then Akira's other hand placed itself on his forehead, lifting his purple and pink bangs. The action left Kous gaping like a fish out of water.
"You're not feverish. Do you need to lie down?" the brunette smirked down at him. Kous shut his eyes tight as his thoughts became incomprehensible and in a disarray. Suddenly weight was pressing down on him and his back met the soft sheets of the bed. Against some of his thoughts he opened his eyes again to see that the smirk hadn't left Akira's face. Almost any other time Kous would have hated that smirk, but right now he was finding it attractive.
"Because the animals can wait..."
Kous realized that he would be going against the resolution he had made earlier, but right now he didn't give a fuck. He was thinking with his crotch not his head anymore. Rolling his hips upward to meet the other's, he growled, "Damn straight they can." And with that his free hand grabbed at Akira's shirt and pulled the man down so that their lips could meet.
His hand slid upwards over Akira's chest and nestled into the damp locks of his brown hair. Kous continued rolling his hips against the other's as his teeth nipped at red lips. However a slight nagging feeling was keeping him from enjoying the electricity he was creating fully. His eyes opened and roamed around the room to see that the door was still open. A groan escaped him both from pleasure and frustration.
Someone had to get up to go close that door because Kous would not have it if someone saw what was happening and started spreading rumors. And God forbid if Porsha heard about it let alone saw them. Breaking away from the kiss Kous said breathlessly, "Akira- the door...."
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Post by adachi on Aug 27, 2011 22:19:59 GMT -5
Akira had a second to contemplate pulling away before Cows ground up against him, growling, "Damn straight they can." He groaned, yanked downward by his shirt. Akira kissed him, then, too, a lust-charged whirlwind of teeth and grinding hips; he was hard again, and the bulge in Cows's pants that his wandering hand had brushed over, ever so lightly, implied that his partner was fairly excited as well.
Cows's hands had traveled up his shirt and were currently entwined in his still-damp hair, biting at him with every kiss. He closed his eyes, pressing his hips so hard up against the other man's that there was no space between them anymore, only thin layers of cloth. His partner kept moaning - he was fairly vocal when it came to this sort of thing - but then he broke the spell. "Akira- the door...." Cows said, breathless.
Fuck. Reluctantly, Akira separated himself from the man beneath him. "Don't go anywhere." He was still smirking when he stood up all the way, taking a few short steps across the room, shutting the door and locking it tight. Tight. Heh.
The space between where he stood and his bed seemed way too big, and it felt like it took an eternity for him to finally rejoin his partner. "I totally forgot about that." Akira kissed him repeatedly, feverishly, as he slid back on top of him, moaning as he glued their hips back together.
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Post by cafeteria gentleman on Aug 28, 2011 12:19:51 GMT -5
A reluctant sigh was let out as Akira separated himself from Kous. "Don't go anywhere," he smiled smugly. Kous rolled his eyes up to the ceiling and gave a snort. Like he could leave. The few seconds of time lifted some of the lustful haze from his mind. However he did not find himself wanting to leave. Whether it was because he was horny or not- he wasn't sure nor cared.
He tugged at the collar of his shirt that was becoming more and more restrictive with each passing second. His hands worked to unbutton as much as they could before Akira could come back. The white fabric slid over his pale skin with each unfastened button.
"I totally forgot about that," was the whisper that he heard when the other slid himself back onto Kous and was followed by a moan. The touch and sound lit a fiery sensation in his stomach and dropped down to his groin. All he could give in response was a "mmm" as Akira began to attack him with wild kisses that kept the electricity going. His hands found themselves gripping at the hips of the other before they slowly moved up and under the gray shirt. They played and danced around on his chest before tugging the shirt fully off of Akira.
His bruised lips detached from the other bruised ones to trail down from the brunette's jaw to his neck and to his chest leaving red marks in their wake. One of Kous's hands wrapped around Akira's hips as his other one rested itself on his shoulder. Each moan and sigh the man let out left Kous's pants feeling tighter and more so when he felt the touches of Akira on his body.
Kous pushed his foot up against the bed giving him the leverage to now sit up with Akira still in his lap. The new position gave him better access to the other's chest which his teeth and lips bit and caressed at.
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Post by adachi on Aug 28, 2011 17:55:45 GMT -5
For a moment, something in the back of Akira's head nagged at him - Shouldn't you know more about him? The things he likes? Maybe go on an actual date? - but he ignored it, as he always had. It was much simpler to go about his business, letting Cows's hands roam all over his chest, tracing electric lines before pulling his shirt all the way off.
And then Cows's lips were trailing down from his jaw, biting and carressing his skin all over his chest. He moaned, arching his back as he ground up against his lap, hands fumbling clumsily with the buttons on his white shirt. Cows had just finished making what felt like the thousandth hickey on his skin when he finally got it off, hurling the fabric off of the bed where it wouldn't get in the way.
Cows's chest was warm as he pushed him back onto the sheets, asserted his dominance as he trailed sloppy, enamel-edged kisses down his pale, soft skin, stopping when he reached the front of his designer pants. The button and zipper gave way easily, no match for his skilled hands, and he slid it off without a second thought. Almost there, he thought, wrapping his hand around its length - giving it a light squeeze - as he leaned up to give Cows another relentless, lust-charged kiss.
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Post by cafeteria gentleman on Aug 28, 2011 20:18:25 GMT -5
The white fabric of his shirt was pushed off of his shoulders and thrown across the room while hips ground against hips. Kous let out a moan against Akira's skin as he reveled in the pleasure he was receiving from just this one man.
Then he was pushed back onto the bed and felt wet lips leaving lazy kisses all along his chest. His hands fisted back into Akira's damp hair and he let out another low moan at the sensation. And just as sudden as the kissing began it stopped and Kous looked down with half lidded eyes to see why. Akira's hands were unbuttoning his pants and he lifted his hips so that the other could easily slip them off. Goosebumps exploded across his skin at the sudden cold air, but the brunette's skin came back to warm him up.
Kous watched as Akira leaned up and noted the flush face. He was handsome. However a light squeeze on his length led him away from that trail of thought. "Nhng-Akira, you tease," Kous whimpered before their lips met. The squeeze left Kous wanting more and his hips bucked into Akira's hand expressing their dissatisfaction.
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Post by adachi on Aug 29, 2011 16:10:49 GMT -5
"Nhng-Akira, you tease," Cows said, voice barely a whisper, before their lips crashed together. Akira smirked mid-kiss and squeezed his dick again, his pants feeling tighter than ever with the smaller man squirming underneath him. Not yet, he told himself, biting Kous's bottom lip just to be a little shit, shoving his tongue halfway down the other man's throat before pulling away with a 'smack'.
Cows's underwear slid off easily now that his hips were propped up; Akira threw them off to the side, a lustful haze falling over him as he looked at the now-completely-naked man in front of him. He really wasn't that bad looking, now that he thought about it; maybe somewhat attractive in a feminine way, once you got underneath the paleness and thick layer of eyeliner. Not only was he hygienic and a chef, he liked his stuffed animals... what the fuck am I thinking? Akira realized that he'd been staring just a moment too long and flushed like a bashful schoolboy. Fuck.
"Sorry, didn't mean to tease," Akira said, licking his lips as he went down on him, taking Kous all the way into his mouth. He pulled back when his lips reached its hilt, tongue dancing around at the head; he'd done this before, so many times that it was almost second nature; it required no conscious thought to know that he needed to grasp it in his hand, synchronize his fingers and his mouth in between deep-throats. With his free hand, he tugged at the hem of his pajama pants, sliding them down until they were around his ankles. I don't think I'll be able to wait much longer, he thought, mid-blowjob.
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Post by cafeteria gentleman on Aug 29, 2011 21:00:12 GMT -5
Another squeeze was directed at Kous's dick creating a small moan only to be muffled by Akira's lips. Teeth bit down on his bottom lip before a skillful tongue was sent into his mouth. His own tongue licked up against Akira's in hunger, but the other soon pulled away with an obscene smack!
His underwear was quickly pulled off and for a few moments nothing else happened. Kous whined up at the other man his body feeling restless and needy as he writhed in the sheets. He watched as Akira licked his lips and murmur, "Sorry, didn't mean to tease."
Kous took in a sharp breath as he felt lips and a tongue wrap around himself. His back arched off of the bed and his eyes went tight with pleasure when Akira had taken him fully. Little fireworks went off in his stomach and stars gathered around the corner of his eyes. He began to pant as Akira switched between his mouth and his hands that were driving Kous crazy with desire. There was more movement below him as Akira brought his pajama pants down making Kous whimper again at the man.
While he wasn't complaining about Akira's wonderful, wonderful, wonderful mouth he still felt the need for more. "Ah, fuck," Kous groaned out trying his best to convey his wants in his lust induced haze.
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Post by adachi on Aug 29, 2011 23:45:16 GMT -5
It was a little odd to be thinking this, but Kous tasted nice - or, at least, nicer than most. Akira ignored his partner's whimpers and hip-bucking and moans of, "Ah, fuck," for a few more minutes, thoroughly enjoying the way his years of practice could reduce a firebrand like him to an undulating, lust-crazed slut. He was fully prepared to give it to him - hard - but it wouldn't hurt to have a little more fun, would it?
Akira took both of the other man's legs and lifted them up off of the ground, once again taking all of Kous into his mouth. This next part was a necessity, or rather, it would make what was on the horizon a thousand times more enjoyable for the man beneath him. Preparation was important - there were fewer things Akira loved more than sex, and the more the men underneath him squirmed, screamed his name, the better.
Reluctantly, he released Kous's length from his mouth, stroking it with his left hand while he backed away. "Almost there..." For a moment, he put his index and middle fingers in his mouth, drenching them with his own spit. He pulled them out once they were wet enough; he wasted no time in pushing the first finger all the way inside, wriggling it around a little before he took the other man's dick back into his mouth. Fuck, he thought, sliding the second finger inside, Cows is fucking tight.
Akira had no intention of stopping until he made Kous come, his fingers sliding in and out of him and his tongue dancing circles around his head, the entire length sliding in and out of his mouth over and over again. But this'll be the first of many.
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Post by cafeteria gentleman on Aug 30, 2011 18:12:12 GMT -5
Out of the many people Kous had been with, Akira was one of the few who had reduced him into a heap of moans. Especially so early on in the game.
Warm hands wrapped around his legs and lifted them up into the air. Once again Kous opened his eyes and gazed down at the man sucking him off. Wet hair framed Akira's face and a pink flush tinted him, giving him an attractive look. Eyes stayed transfixed on him as he released Kous from his mouth with a shameless pop. The brunette whispered something, but it was hard for Kous to decipher as he tried to rest from all the sexual stimulation. Still he continued to watch as the other began to suck on his own fingers, but still stroking Kous all the while.
He gave a shudder of ecstasy as Akira put a finger into his ass, clamping down at the sudden intrusion. A loud gasp came out of Kous from the finger dancing inside of him with another one soon joining it while Akira took him back into his mouth. His heels dug into the back of the other at the continued fingers brushing up against the inside of him and the tongue that wound itself around his length. His teeth rolled his bottom lip around and bit down on it trying to repress all the moans he wanted to let out.
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Post by adachi on Aug 31, 2011 14:22:52 GMT -5
Face buried in the front of Kous’s legs, Akira looked up at him as he worked, happy to note the other man’s lust-hazed eyes and the expression of ecstasy that he wore. The space around his fingers arbitrarily loosened, sometimes clamped down; he felt himself throb at the prospect of fully entering him, becoming as close as physically possible. Akira ground himself up against the bed, moaning a little with Kous still inside his mouth, his heels digging into his back as hard as they possibly could. This needed to end, soon – he couldn’t wait much longer.
Akira slid both fingers in all the way, stopping at the knuckles, scissoring and stretching the other man for what would come next, slowly sliding the man in and out of his mouth as his tongue danced at the tip. “Cows…” Akira moaned, unconsciously muttering his partner’s name as he ground up against the mattress beneath him, in one of those rare instances when his mouth wasn’t full of dick. He can’t last much longer, can he?
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Post by cafeteria gentleman on Sept 1, 2011 19:44:07 GMT -5
When their eyes locked Kous flushed darker than he was and went back to staring up at the ceiling. His eyes fluttered close after a few seconds with shivers running down his back as he felt the moans of Akira against his dick. He continued to squirm around on the bed as the fingers began to stretch and scissor him further. It was hard to distinguish his movements from Akira's hips moving up against the mattress, but Kous could feel them. The movements gave him a little satisfaction at knowing that he wasn't the only one being so overcome with lust.
Another bolt of electricity was sent through him when he heard his name being moaned out. Kous responded back with a breathy, "Akira." The fingers that were still wrapped in Akira's hair gave a little tug trying to signal that he was ready.
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Post by adachi on Sept 3, 2011 23:57:43 GMT -5
Somewhere along the line Kous had moaned his name - a breathy utterance, barely audible through the thick, heady haze of lust - and Akira's underwear had never felt tighter. The other man's fingers, still thickly entwined in his hair, pulled upward, just a little. Kous was ready, Akira knew it.
A tad more reluctantly than he cared to admit, Akira released his hold on the other man, taking a few short steps over to his nightstand from which he pulled out his small bottle of strawberry-flavoured emergency lube. He popped the cap off before he took another step, boxers sliding to the floor at the behest of his free hand.
Kous was still waiting for him on the bed, breathless, in almost the same exact condition he'd left him in. Wanting it, needing it. Oh, god. Akira wasn't sure what he was doing anymore - this didn't feel like casual sex, but it wasn't romantic, either. As he slid back onto the bed, lifting the other man's legs up so that they were on his shoulders, all Akira could think about was how cute Kous looked when he flushed, how much more tolerable and attractive he was when he wasn't speaking.
Or maybe I'm thinking with my dick, he thought, coating his length in the fake-strawberry necessity - you had to use lube, or it would hurt like a bitch. Uncaring, he tossed the bottle somewhere behind him, the container clattering to the floor.
Akira looked down at the other man for a moment, searching for a signal that they needed to stop, that Kous had any regrets. He heard nothing, though. Akira stroked himself once before letting it slide inside, exhaling breathlessly at how tight and warm it all was. "You okay?" he asked, once it was all the way in and their hips were once again plastered together.
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