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[He's so - what? So eager? Unrestrained? Needy, almost? Because all of the above are just as startling to him, but he's managed to shut off the part of his brain that would usually respond to the change with worry.

Or maybe Shuji's soul overrode it. Heigo's finding it difficult to remember where he ends and where Shuji begins all over again. Good thing it doesn't seem terribly important with Shuji's hands all over him and their tongues tangling between hot, panting breaths.]

If - if we're going to have to - haah - [Shuji's fingertip grazes a nipple and Heigo shivers violently, all the breath rushing out of him in a whine.] - stop this, or even slow down at any point, you need to tell me right now. I need to know it's coming or I won't be able to guarantee that I can.

[So perfect.]

Not stopping. [Shuji's breath comes in short pants as he rubs Heigo's nipples again for that beautiful, beautiful reaction.] Not slowing. Not until I make you come. Maybe not even then.

[That earns Shuji a similar sound, but much more strained thanks to the focused pressure on his nipple and the searing hot words that leave Shuji's mouth. No need to stop or slow down - now that he's got the green light, he sits up and pulls Shuji tight against him for a moment, then pushes him back far enough to pull off his shirt as well.]

You are - breathtaking, Shuji, do you know that? [Heigo trails a light touch along Shuji's jawline, suddenly awestruck at the idea of having such a beautiful, dear man in his bed.]

[Shuji knows he's pretty - his skin is flawless of any blemish or scar, thanks to ink, and he puts great care into his appearance - but right now he doesn't understand what Heigo's talking about. Heigo is gorgeous, who wants to talk about his looks?]

You're one to talk. [His hands drop from Heigo's chest to his waistband.] God, I don't know if I want to blow you or ride you - pick for me.

[Because they both sound really, incredibly appealing right now.]

[Pick for him? Between heaven and even heaven-er? Heigo can only gape at Shuji for a moment, his breath hitching with little spikes of arousal each time he considers either option, and the flush in his cheeks and lips really does give him a Snow White-esque classic beauty in that moment.]

Ride me. [Heigo gives Shuji one more fierce kiss, then lies back to let him take the reins, since both options very much implied that Shuji wanted to be in charge. He's more than ready, too, already half-hard in his pants thanks to his overactive imagination.]

[Half hard is good. Fully hard is better, but Shuji imagines they'll get there sooner rather than later.]

Lube, where do you keep it?

[While he can manage with spit alone, he'd rather not if he doesn't have to. And he does have enough time while stripping Heigo of the rest of his clothes that he can ask. Although spending that time telling Heigo how gorgeous he is instead is tempting.]

[Heigo may be just as driven by urgency as Shuji is right now, but that doesn't mean he wants any of this to be painfully rough - especially not for Shuji. He manages to reach off the edge of the bed and fumble open his bedside drawer while Shuji's pulling off his pants and underwear, then lobs his bottle of lube over along with a condom (the only one in there, because while he's retained some hope of reigniting his sex life lately, he's never been what anyone could call an optimist.)]

I want to - can I - [He's doing just a terrible job of letting Shuji take control, sitting up yet again thanks to his burning need for more hands-on contact.] Can I prep you?

[Shuji likes taking charge and spoiling Heigo, but he also would like Heigo pushing him into the bed and wrecking him, so either way is fine. He swallows when Heigo makes the offer.]

Please.

[He strips himself of his pants and underwear, showing that he's just as excited as Heigo is, then spreads his legs for Heigo.]

I want you to be inside me already. Please.

[Just as excited and laying himself out in a way that can only be called wanton. Heigo's cock twitches and swells a bit more just at the sight of Shuji's bare legs splayed out to make room for him, and he doesn't hesitate - Shuji winds up on his back this time, one leg around Heigo's waist to expose him even more fully as Heigo presses slick fingers inside him.]

Haah -! [Even just the clench of Shuji's body around his fingers takes Heigo's breath away. He probes carefully with his fingertips while deepening the stretch, curious to see if he can feel out any particular sweet spots - especially the most powerful of all - while he's still got some presence of mind.]

You already feel so, so good...

[Wanton is a good word for it. Shuji wraps his leg tighter around Heigo's waist like he's trying to pull him in deeper. He may be. He certainly isn't complaining, if his whimpers and mewls are anything to judge by.]

I want to make you feel good, I want - god, right there - you to come inside me.

[He wants Heigo to feel him around him with something better than his fingers.]

[Right there. Now Heigo's got an idea of the best angle from which to drive Shuji over the edge, when the time comes. And now that he's seen Shuji writhing on his back like this, heard the sweet little noises he makes and how quickly his words turn to utter filth... Heigo's not so willing to relinquish control again so that Shuji can ride him as promised.

He's never been hugely dominant in bed, usually winding up too overwhelmed to follow through on the rare occasions when he tried, but now he seems to have the energy pumping right from his heart through every vein in his body. Heigo wants to demolish Shuji.]

Alright. [Voice newly husky, he yanks his fingers out and pumps himself a couple of times to slick up with the lube left on his hand; Shuji's legs go over his shoulder now as he lines up, then presses inside with a long groan.] Nnnnnnn, shit - I hope you're ready to take it - fast and h-hard -

[Another warning of sorts: even more control is slipping away from him now, and this level of greedy, ravenous need is quite new to him.]

[Specifically riding Heigo is less important than fucking him as soon as possible. Shuji's more than fine with this change of plans.

He breathes in sharply when Heigo pushes into him for the first time, hot and thick and heavy, but it's easy enough to relax around him. Which he'll need.]

God yes. Fuck me until I can't walk straight.

[The challenge has been set. Time for Heigo to rise to the occasion.]

I'll be - hah - glad to.

[A little smirk touches Heigo's lips for just a moment, but is quickly replaced by a frown of concentration as he pulls his hips back before sinking all the way into Shuji, then does so with a quick slam forward instead. That sets his initial pace: out a bit slower and right to the tip, and then in to the hilt hard enough to make their skin slap and quiver where their bodies meet.

Heigo also stays upright for now, since the position gives him better leverage for his brutal thrusts and this isn't exactly a cradling and kissing situation anymore. Later, when he shortens and speeds up his thrusting, he'll probably bend Shuji in two so he can get closer - if they don't switch positions by then.]

Fff - fu - fuck, Shuji -

[Shuji is flexible enough that he'll be happy to be bent in two. Not that he isn't happy right now - far from it.]

Heigo, Heigo, Hei-

[The fast pace sends jolts of pleasure each and every time Heigo thrusts forward. Shuji can feel his body squeezing around his cock like it's trying to keep him inside.

Heigo being upright means that Shuji can't dig his fingernails into his back. Instead he clutches at Heigo's bedsheets, searching for some kind of grip. He'd hope he doesn't tear any of them except that would require him thinking about something besides Heigo fucking him.]

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