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To say (Name) was nervous to approach his boyfriend about sex was an understatement.

The poor boy felt hot all over, adjusting his yukata while he flipped through the book Mitsuri lent him the other day—surprisingly, she was quite sexual and had quick a few flings to deal with stress and just to find release—biting his bottom lip as trying to keep his voice down as he let out noises of embarrassment.

Of course, he had touched himself before, but to do this with someone else—someone more experienced than him was a terrifying thought.

“Fucking hell,” (Name) muttered, feeling his cock press against his stomach, flushed and drooling with precum already. God, he wanted Sanemi for him—hold him down and just claim him, but he was fucking terrified.

What if Sanemi didn’t want to do it with someone like him? What if Sanemi didn’t want to waste his time on stupid little virgins like (Name)? He didn’t want to waste his boyfriend’s time with the basics and having to prep and whatnot. Oh God, this was a mistake to even consider having sex with Sanemi.

“Ugh, I’m a fucking idiot,” (Name) whined, tucking the book away and padding to the kitchen. It would be a while until Sanemi came back—something about helping some kids that joined their ranks and little girl demon, shocking—so (Name) would have enough time to push those silly little thoughts out of his mind.

He sighed, preparing a kettle of tea to unwind. He still had a few cookies leftover from two days ago that would be good to snack on. (Name) had quite the sweet tooth recently and it would be a pain to venture two hours into town for a small container of sweets.

Breaking the cookie in half, (Name) thoughtfully chewed the treat, running his finger along the rim of his cup. He knew he was supposed to clear his mind of such dirty thoughts, but gods above, he simply couldn’t help it. His body ached for Sanemi to fill him, to stuff all of his holes until he was a sobbing mess. He wanted Sanemi to positively ruin him in any way possible.

His cock twitched, drooling with precum as he gripped his yukata. (Name) whined, palming himself through the thin fabric, biting down on his lip when a wave of pleasure rolled over him. It had been a while since he’s done something so perverted and it wouldn’t be too bad.

Small touches here and there had (Name) whining, bent against the counter with his hand wrapped around his cock, aggressively jerking himself off. Just a little quickie should hold him over and he wouldn’t have to deal with the pleasure and desire that bubbled in his stomach.

“Sanemi,” (Name) cried, eyes fluttering while rutting against his hand, desperately chasing after an orgasm. Stars blurred his vision and his mouth was taped open, letting out all sorts of pretty noises—thank the gods above that no one was home to see or hear (Name) in such a vulnerable state.

“Oh, fuck,” he cried out, eyes rolling back as he spilled into his hand. A sudden heat spilled across the flat surface of his palm, painting (Name)’s hand white while he shivered, riding out the wave of his intense orgasm. He panted, wiping off his hand with a spare dish rag and cleaning himself up before turning to his tea without another word.

The tea was lukewarm, but that was fine. (Name) bounced his foot, thinking he had rid himself of those tempting desires, but they still lingered. His cheeks were burning at this point, embarrassed that he was still thinking about Sanemi bending him over the counter and just fucking him right there.

Gods above, he would need to talk about this with Sanemi when he got home. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be too annoyed when (Name) asked.

He sighed, pushing the cup away and finishing the rest of the cookies. Oh well, a shower might be able to help.

It was quiet when Sanemi got home. (Name) already had dinner prepared and clothes laid out for him when he walked in, discarding his swords and large jacket.

“Welcome home,” (Name) called, smoothing out the wrinkles in his evening kimono. He was greeted with a kiss and (Name) practically melted in Sanemi’s arms, returning his kiss and gripping his uniform.

It was hot and heated, and (Name) wasn’t expecting Sanemi to press him against the wall, caging his body between his and the dry sheetrock. He let out a moan, soft and light, as he pulled away, trying to catch his breath while Sanemi wet his bottom lip, proud at how flustered he got (Name).

“Miss me?” Sanemi asked with a cocky grin.

(Name) swatted him, hiding his embarrassment. “Of course, I did. Now, come eat before dinner gets cold,” he ordered, pulling his boyfriend to the small table in the living room, squatting beside him, and handing him his chopsticks.

The two are in silence, (Name) occasionally looking up at him and then, back down at his food without another. Of course, Sanemi noticed how his cute boyfriend kept looking back at him and curiosity got the best of him.

He set down his chopsticks, grabbing (Name)’s hand. “Alright, what’s in your mind?”

“Nothing,” was (Name)’s quick response, looking away.

Sanemi narrowed his eyes, gripping (Name)’s jaw—but not too tight, though—and forcing him to make eye contact. “Don’t lie to me, doll. I can see it in ya body language,” he pointed out, glossing his thumb across (Name)’s bottom lip. “Now, be a good boy and tell me what’s in your mind,” he said, voice low and intimate.

It sent a shivering rippling throughout (Name), drawing a whine past his parted lips. “I want…I want to have sex with you,” (Name) admitted, pressing his thighs together. “But I didn’t want to ruin the mood since I’ve never done it before, and Mitsuri let me borrow a book to get me prepped—I didn’t want to be a bother.”

The wind hashira rolled his eyes before flicking (Name)’s forehead, hearing him let out a whine. “You’re a fucking idiot, you know that? All you had to do was ask,” he snorted, clearing the table. “Well, don’t stand there. Go get undressed and spread yourself on the bed. Be a good boy for me.”

The words went straight to (Name)’s cock, leaving him breathless as all he could do was nod his head and follow orders. He picked himself off the floor, rushing to their bedroom and stripping out of his kimono. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh, fuck, this was happening. Sanemi was going to take his virginity.

He felt hot, embarrassed even as he crawled onto the bed, sitting on his knees while staring naked. (Name) was so glad he learned how to clean himself out and get himself prepared just in case. He sat there, drowning in anticipation while Sanemi took his time with the dishes and wiping everything down.

(Name)’s cock was beading with precum, flushed and hard as he rubbed his arms. When the door opened, he let out a sigh, looking up at Sanemi with those innocent eyes. He felt so small, so powerless underneath that burning gaze, backing up as Sanemis approached him. The bed dipped underneath his weight and (Name) let out a noise when Sanemi pinned him to the mattress, removing his shirt and pants with a taunting chuckle.

“You look good like this, doll,” Sanemi praised, trailing his finger down (Name)’s chest, hearing him whimper. “Come on, show me what you can do. Maybe I should fuck your throat a bit? Get it all nice and wet so I can fuck you?” he taunted, lazily stroking his cock and smearing precum across the tapered head.

“Please,” (Name) whined, sticking his tongue out to catch that glob of precum that dribbled down the side of Sanemi’s cock.

Sanemi spread (Name)’s legs apart, getting nice and comfy on the bed before smashing his mouth against (Name)’s. God, it was so hot and desperate. (Name) opened his mouth, accepting all of Sanemi while his hips were pinned against the mattress. He needed—he wanted Sanemi to touch his cock to get him going. His cock was so hard, resting against his stomach and drooling with precum.

The feeling of Sanemi’s tongue pressing against his had (Name) whimpering. White flashes danced in his vision as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, nails digging into the meaty pad of Sanemi’s scarred shoulders. Oh, gods, he felt so hot, so needy, so desperate. There was an urge to raise his hips and grind against Sanemi, to feel his fat cock pressed against him, but his boyfriend wouldn’t let him, and fuck, it was torture.

(Name) whined out, opening his mouth a bit more to accept all of Sanemi. His kiss was so hot and demanding, and the feeling of his calloused hands on his wrists, running down to squeeze his hips had (Name) arching against the mattress, tearing his nails down his back. Fuck, fuck, fuck, was he cumming just from being kissed?

“You are a virgin,” Sanemi taunted, pulling away and swiping his fingers across (Name)’s stomach, collecting the globs of cum left behind from (Name)’s sudden orgasm.

He stumbled over his words, hiding his face in his hands. “It’s not my fault you’re such a fucking tease!” (Name) snapped, completely embarrassed.

Sanemi rolled his eyes, yanking (Name) back and kissing along his chest. “Well, if you can cum from me kissing you. I wonder how else I can make you cum without penetration?” he hummed, bringing his fingers to (Name)’s mouth, tapping his bottom lip. “Go ahead and clean up your mess, doll. Taste yourself,” he ordered.

Swallowing his pride, (Name) sucked and licked on Sanemi’s calloused fingers, moaning as the wind hashira kept peppering kisses along his chest, lips ghosting across his puffy nipples. (Name) moaned back arching, and Sanemi knew he struck gold.

“Oh, you like your nipples being played with? Bet I can make you cum like this. Don’t even have to penetrate you,” Sanemi mocked, pinching (Name)’s nipples and hearing him cry out.

Oh, it was a wonderful sensation that washed over (Name). He choked on Sanemi’s fingers, hips bucked as he tried to catch his breath. It was so sudden and it felt so fucking good; his nipples were being toyed with like a girl, and it felt so, so, so good! His mind was filled with haze, and (Name) could barely think straight.

His cock twitched against, painting his chest with white cum as Sanemi gently bit down on his nipple. (Name) could barely handle the overwhelming shock of pleasure and he was sobbing. He was shaking with pure pleasure as Sanemi helped him ride out the second wave of his orgasm.

“There we go, cum for me again, doll,” Sanemi cooed, pulling away and collecting the cum on his fingers. “Aw, were you that pent up? It’s tempting just to fuck you right now.”

“Please. Oh gods, please, please fuck me, Sanemi,” (Name) sobbed. He was so desperate and needy; (Name) just wanted to feel Sanemi fill him and stretch him out to the point where he was sobbing. This was so much better than some fucking book. Seeing Sanemi completely rule over him, bringing him to the edge of an orgasm and touching him to the point where he could probably cum from the sound of his voice.

Sanemi was so patient with him, touching him and stimulating him, and getting him in the mood.

“I’ll fuck ya, doll. Need to get you all prepped and stretched out to take my cock. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, baby? Wanna be my good boy?” Sanemi hummed, keeping (Name)’s legs spread apart, running his finger around the rim of his ass.

“Yes. Oh yes, I wanna be your good boy,” (Name) sniffled.

One finger was pressed in, testing the waters as (Name) clenched his teeth. Yes, he tried stretching himself out earlier, but Sanemi’s fingers were much rougher and bigger than his. He could feel them pressing against his prostate, stroking and trying to milk him. (Name) gasped, arching his back and eyes blown wide. He was opened for Sanemi’s pleasure as all (Name) could do was take it and feel his fingers fuck him open, forcing him to accommodate.

Sanemi was so focused, curling his fingers to penetrate against (Name)’s prostate, relishing in the needy cries and whimpers. “There we go, keep moaning for me, doll. You like my fingers in your pretty cunt, don’t you? Want me to fuck your pussy, don’t you?” Sanemi mocked, pushing another finger inside, warning another cry.

“O-Oh, fuck, yes ! W-Wanna feel you split me in half,” (Name) gasps, twisting the sheets between his fingers, raising his hips only for Sanemi to push them back down and keeping him pinned against the bed.

“Don’t be greedy. I’ll give ya what you want in due time, baby,” Sanemi promised, slowly pulling out his fingers and gushing (Name) with a quick kiss.

(Name) whined in the kiss, reaching up to tug his hair and roll his hips. He was so needy and addicted to Sanemi’s hands all over him, praising and worshipping him like he was some sort of god. Goodness, he felt so warm and so wanted when Sanemi kissed and held him, whispering those sweet nothings that left him weak in the knees and begging for more. That sinful smirk was going to be the death of him and (Name) would happily embrace it if it meant he could feel that liquid pleasure running through his veins again.

Their positions switched, Sanemi laying on his back while (Name) straddled his waist, hovering just about the drooling head of Sanemi’s cock. It would be better in this position and Sanemi could see everything in this position. It was slow and sensual, the grinding and the foreplay that built up to this very moment, and (Name) needed more.

“Are you—are you gonna put it in now?” (Name) asked softly, eyeing that monstrous cock, wondering how all of that would fit inside of him.

“Isn’t that what you wanted? Didn’t you want me to fuck you stupid?” Sanemi chuckled, stroking his cock and making sure he was all lubed up.

It was true, (Name) wanted to feel all of Sanemi, and he wasn’t about to back out now. Carefully, he rubbed the head of Sanemi’s cock against his puffy hole, biting back a sob before sinking onto it. The first few inches were a struggle and (Name) almost cried, but Sanemi coaxed him to continue, gripping his hips hard enough to leave bruises and praising him. “Come on, baby, I know you can take more than that,” he had said, giving (Name)’s ass a loving pat. “Be a good boy and take all of my dick.”

It was so big—it was a surprise that all of it managed to fit inside (Name)’s virgin hole. Hot tears rolled down his burning cheeks, hiccuping and struggling to catch his breath as Sanemi smiled, wiping the tears off his lashes. “Atta boy, you managed to take all of it. Do you want your reward? Want me to fuck you until you can’t remember your name?”

(Name) nodded, clinging to Sanemi’s shoulders. “Please be gentle,” was his only request.

Unfortunately, Sanemi doesn’t know what gentle means.

His thrusts were hard and fast, pelvis slapping against (Name)’s ass. (Name) couldn’t help but cry out, choking on his breath with his eyes blown wide. He could feel all of Sanemi stretching him out, filling up any space. He couldn’t stop himself from clenching around that fat cock, sobbing and whimpering with each brutal thrust against his prostate.

“Oh, you’re clenching around me, baby? Is it too much for you to handle? I know you can take all of me,” Sanemi groaned, brows furrowed as he slapped (Name)’s ass, watching the skin ripple. “You’re such a good boy for me, baby. Taking all of my cock like that.”

“O-Oh, ‘mma good boy! Yes, ‘mma good boy!” (Name) sobbed, screwing his eyes shut. He cried, head thrown back when Sanemi reached up, rolling his pretty, puffy nipples between calloused fingers. It was too much; the pounding against his poor prostate and the stimulation of his nipples. He was seeing white and unable to keep down his voice. (Name) was screaming at this point, toes curled as drool spilled down the side of his mouth. “G-Gonna c-cum! Feels so good! Please, please, please!” he wailed.

Sanemi shushed him; his thrusts getting sloppy as he tried to control his breathing. “Yeah, go ahead and cum. You’ve been such a good boy for me,” he gasped.

(Name) smashed his mouth against Sanemi’s, hot and hungry as the first wave of his orgasm washed over him. His cock twitched, painting Sanemi’s chest with thick ropes of cum. Fuck, it felt so fucking good. He whined into Sanemi’s open mouth, gripping his shoulders until angry, red marks were embedded in his pretty, calloused skin. Electricity danced in his veins as Sanemi fucked him through his orgasm, chasing after his own.

“Ngh, gonna fill you up. Make you all mine—fuck, you’d be so pretty all fat with my cum,” Sanemi moaned, kissing (Name) again, pressing his tongue into his inviting mouth. They tasted each other as all (Name) could do was moan and cry in the kiss, feeling the sudden warmth fill his body.

He could feel Sanemi’s cum fill him. Gods, it made (Name) see stars, gripping his boyfriend’s shoulder as he rode out his orgasm, lazily thrusting himself into (Name)’s stuffed hole.

“Fuck, it feels so hot,” (Name) panted, pulling away from the kiss and trying to catch his breath.

Sanemi panted, eyes blown wide while his hands traced the side of (Name)’s torso. “You’re so hot when you’re needy and crying,” he stated, wetting his bottom lip before pulling him down and kissing (Name) with everything he had to offer. “How was that for your first time? Did it feel good?”

(Name) nodded, kissing him again. “Yeah, it felt really good.”

“Good. Now get up, I want to fuck you from behind now.”

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