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ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀʟᴍ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴍ ` - ᴠᴀʟᴇɴᴛɪɴᴇᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ & ᴍɪɴᴄᴄɪɴᴏ

Once Shoto dropped his pants, Katsuki's eyes glazed over with lust and he stamped a hand on the wall next to his boyfriend's head to keep him cornered and pressed there. "Keep them bunched around your thighs, just like that," he said, not letting those pants and undergarments drop any lower.

Then, he spat into his other hand, right on two of his fingers, and dipped them low enough to tease that hole. He kissed along Shoto's neck as he rubbed his spit on that rim. Then, he reached for the toy in Shoto's bag, spat on that too, and nudged the blunt tip to his hole, just teasing it there and letting Shoto take it in at his own pace.
 
The embarrassment faded the moment Katsuki's hand slammed against the wall, something submissive and purely sexual rising to the surface instead. His eyes tracked every moment his boyfriend made, legs spreading automatically.

He moaned the second Katsuki's fingers were on him, tilting his head into the kisses along his neck. He had gotten louder lately, the shame of anyone overbearing long faded.

His hands clinched at his boyfriends biceps when fingers changed to cooler and smoother and his eyes closed as he let himself feel it.
 
Shoto's submission aroused Katsuki's dominance, as if on instinct. The sounds, the god damn sounds his boyfriend made as that toy teased his entrance made his own cock twitch in interest in his pants.

"Good boy," he muttered against Shoto's ear as he pushed in that toy past the tightest ring, letting Shoto's natural contractions take over the rest. All he had to do was keep nudging it in gently, and it'd fit snugly against his prostate.

When it did, his hand coiled around Shoto's cock, stroking it a few times.

Then, with his other hand, he pulled out his phone, and dialed up the vibrations of that plug slowly, a sadistic grin crossing his features.
 
That 'good boy' went straight to his cock. He leaned forward, letting his forehead drop on his boyfriends shoulder, his grip on his arms tight as he tried to keep himself standing as Katsuki pushed the toy in farther.

He pressed his teeth gently against Katsuki's collarbone as a hand wrapped around his cock, but it turns into an actual bite when suddenly the toy is vibrating again. His whole body shook with it, the pressure right against that bundle of nerves that made him feel like he was on fucking fire. Katsuki never went at it immediately like this, usually built him up to it.
 
Katsuki hardly even winced when Shoto bit his collarbone, too enthralled by the sight of his boyfriend losing it so quick. The toy was working like a charm, buzzing harder, then softer, as he toyed with the dial on the screen.

Then, he pulled Shoto's pants up, tucking him back in and zipping him up like his pants were now a prison.

"Yeah, I think I'll like this," Katsuki grinned. "Gotta make sure I keep that hole plugged at parties, so you don't ever forget who you fucking belong to." He peeled himself away from Shoto, leaving him against that wall, so he could watch him unravel as he dialed the vibrations to the highest setting, and when he pressed another button, the plug elongated, thrusting slowly inside of Shoto.
 
"Oh, fucking shit," Shoto whispered when Katsuki put his pants back in place. He'd understood what his boyfriend had been getting at earlier but there was something much more surreal about actually experiencing it.

Katsuki leaving him was fucking unfair and he pressed his back harder into the wall behind him to keep his balance. There was no mistaking how much pleasure he was in, flushed and breathing hard, cock pressed against the front of his pants, eyes half lidded in an almost glare at Katsuki. Until he changed something. Then his eyes went wide and he cursed again before he slid down the wall and onto his knees, one hand resting on the floor while he tried to keep himself up.
 
Fuck, this was hotter than he'd ever imagined it to be. Katsuki watched his boyfriend unravel at the seams, and smirked as he controlled the thrusts to go a bit faster, a little deeper. "Fuck, you really are a slut, getting on your hands and knees like that." It was like Shoto really couldn't resist positioning himself like a whore.

He kept up that torture for a few seconds before he quickly shut it all off without any warning, leaving Shoto to just simmer in that feeling of just being filled with a toy.

"Guess you like it," he answered his own question, foregoing the buzzing to alternate to slow thrusts this time.
 
"Fuck you," Shoto ground out between clinched teeth when Katsuki called him a slut, as if it didn't turn him on. He was normally a big fan of having Katsuki touch him, but there was something about him just watching that was really getting to him.

When it stopped, he breathed out a sigh, thinking maybe Katsuki was done resting out his new toy, but of course he was never let off easy. The hand keeping his balance curled into a fist and he cursed again, the constant onslaught against his prostate was too much. "I'm gonna fucking cum."
 
"No, you're not," he said, and turned off the vibrating and thrusting functions off completely. He left Shoto with nothing, while he coaxed his own cock free out of his sweats and slowly, lazily stroked it in hand.

He got some spit onto it and rubbed his shaft slow, groaning as he squeezed at his own spongy tip where the head was swollen with desire. "Pull up your shirt," he said, hissing as he dragged up his palm over his throbbing cock. "Wanna cum all over your chest."
 
If he thought Katsuki was being mean to begin with it was nothing compared to how close he was when he just stopped it. Any complaint he may have had disappeared when his eyes landed on Katsuki's cock though.

God, he was so fucking gay. Watching Katsuki touch himself like that - he wasn't even jealous, didn't even want to get it in his mouth, he just wanted to enjoy it.

He pushed himself up again and pulled his shirt over his head. "You know what you could do," he muttered, watching Katsuki jerk himself hungrily. "Cum all over me and just make me wear it around all day."
 
"Yeah?" he groaned at the mere idea of it. He really could make Shoto wear a pearl necklace or even just his cum splatters on his chest and send him out for a grocery run or something.

He made a show of jerking himself from base to tip, moving his palm over the tip in a cupping motion to soothe the ache there. He even slapped it to show off the weight of it as it swung, and shook off the bead of pre that dripped from the head. "You really fucking love this, don't you?"

Katsuki relaxed against the wall behind him and worked himself slow, groaning and massaging his balls. He, of course, didn't forget about Shoto, and activated the light buzzing again.
 
"Yeah," Shoto answered, because there was no point in lying. His whole chest was flushed, his pants had a bit of a wet spot where his own pre was seeping into the cloth, not to mention the very obvious bulge of his hard dick. He was turned on and tracking every movement of Katsuki's cock like the slut he was.

He let out a hiss when the buzzing started again and glared up at his boyfriend. "That's fucking unfair."
 
Katsuki flashed him a devilish grin and resumed the slow thrusting of the toy, working it in the same pace as the way he stroked his cock languidly.

He groaned, watching the way Shoto was on his hands and knees, feeling the heat flush all over his chest and his aching dick. "Fuck, baby," he groaned, jerking his cock a little faster, keeping the tip aimed for Shoto's chest.
 
Shoto was such a fucking slut for this man. He thought anyone in the world could call him baby and it wouldn't shock arousal all the way down his spine the way Katsuki's voice did.

He was going to cum in his pants like a teenager, but he didn't even give a damn. He couldn't wait to watch Katsuki cum. "Come on babe, just let it go. Please. I want it." If he didn't, Shoto was going to put Katsuki's cock in his mouth.
 
It took a while, since Katsuki was used to cumming with Shoto's mouth or ass around his cock, but when it hit, he grabbed a fistful of Shoto's hair to hold his head still, and jizzed across his face first, the thick, hot rope of cum landing like a lash of icing across the bridge of his nose. As he groaned, he pointed it downwards, and with quick strokes painted a messy splatter all over his boyfriend's chest, covering those perky nipples in his load.

"Shit..." he huffed, tapping the head of his spent cock against Shoto's cheek, trying to catch his damn breath.
 
Finally. It was a shame to close his eyes but he had to, the feeling of warm wetness hitting across his face tipping him over the edge into his own orgasm. It wasn't comfortable, but he was much more interested in Katsuki's fingers twisted in his hair and the cum landing on his chest and the toy in his ass than anything his cock was doing.

He was panting too, and couldn't help but turn his face towards his boyfriends cock, licking at the tip and seeking out that taste he'd grown to love.
 
Katsuki moaned as Shoto lapped at the tip of his ruddy cock. The muscle was softening, but he twitched it weakly against his boyfriend's face, gliding it across that soft cheek smeared with his cum. "Fuck, bet you're all stretched out down there now." Perfect for Katsuki to just slip in his cock without prepping him any more than he already had.

He yanked on Shoto's hair to kiss him, all heady and hot, then moved behind his boyfriend to push down his pants to mid-thigh, watching that plug swivel and buzz in that twitching hole. And Shoto's orgasm was more obvious now that he peeled down his underwear and saw the stretch of cum that stained it.

"Gonna fill you up here before I send you out on a grocery run," he mumbled, landing a hard smack across Shoto's ass.
 
The yank to his hair draws out a needy moan and he basically drowns in that kiss, pushing close and needy and going dizzy with it. He's not even recovered when his pants get jerked down, didn't even notice when Katsuki moved. Fuck, he didn't even know how he looked from back there but it must be dirty.

He wouldn't blush. Not with his face painted with cum.

"No you're fucking not," he argues, but it's weak with the way his voice breaks into an aroused yelp when his ass is slapped. He reaches out to steady himself on the wall, his ass starting to get too sensitive for the plug inside him, but he'd be fucking lying if he said he didn't want Katsuki's cock in him.
 
"Yes, I fucking am," he muttered back, getting on his knees to move behind Shoto when his boyfriend steadied himself against the wall. "You're my bitch. I get to do what I want with you," Katsuki said, only because he knew his boyfriend got off on the possessive drawl, the way Katsuki just took whatever he damn pleased.

He pulled the plug out of Shoto slowly, and kissed along his boyfriend's neck to warm him up as he fed his half-hard cock into him. They definitely needed more lube than spit but sometimes spit-fucking got him off in a different way.

"Damn, that's good," he grunted.
 
"Fuck," Shoto whispered, because Katsuki was right, and Shoto would not only let him do whatever he wanted, but beg him for it.

He let his hand slip so his arm was pressed to the wall instead and buried his face into it, groaning as Katsuki eased the toy out of him. He breathed through it for a moment, the dryness of spit only making it a rougher glide than it should, but he shivered when his boyfriends lips made a path down his neck, and his hand curled into a fist when he felt something much more familiar being pushed into him.

Neither of them were quite ready to go again but he didn't give a damn, he just wanted Katsuki in him. "Yeah it is," he agreed in a broken whisper.
 
He wound his arms around Shoto, bracing his body against himself so the other male had no way of wiggling free. It gave him the perfect position to rut his hips forward desperately, hardening his cock inside his lover.

Groaning, he bit down on the bend of his shoulder and slammed his hips harder and harder against him, rattling Shoto against the wall. "Fuck, baby," he grunted, shoving his dick to the hilt when it was rock-hard.

"You always feel so damn good, you know that?" he whispered against the shell of his ear, biting down on it like he was claiming his mate. "Like your ass was made for my cock."
 
Fuck, it always did things to him to feel Katsuki harden inside of him, for that pleasure to just become more. To know that he was the cause of it.

He cursed allowed as his boyfriends pace picked up, burying moans into his arm. He felt bad for their neighbors, having to head him get fucked into the wall, but that never stopped him from taking it.

"Pretty sure it was made for your cock," he answers with a breathy moan, each bite tearing him apart. "Or at least it is now. Molded to you. Hungry for you. Always wants you."
 
It didn't take long for him to cum a second time, now that he was balls-deep in Shoto with his walls hugging him just the right way. With a guttural groan, he pumped his load inside his boyfriend, rutting into him slowly to work out the aftershocks that rippled through him.

"Fuck, baby..." he sighed out, reaching around to jerk Shoto off, as if to reward him for letting him use his hole as a cock sleeve. He quickly replaced his dick with the toy to keep the cum from spilling out, and pressed a few more kisses to Shoto's shoulder.

"Get us some groceries," he grinned, patting Shoto's ass affectionately.
 
Shoto had always known he was a slut for Katsuki's cock, but finding out he was just as slutty for his cum was a dirty revelation that he wasn't sure how he felt about. What he did know was what a fucking whore he sounded like when his boyfriend released in him. The noises just kept spilling out of him as Katsuki jerked him off too, until his own cum stripes the wall. He's coming down when the toy slides inside him again, and he nearly bites through his lip at the feeling.

"Fuck," he breathes out, body shuddering. "You're serious?"
 
"Yeah," he said. "Do I look like I'm fucking around?" He pulled up Shoto's pants, making him feel the discomfort of feeling all that cum stuck in his pants. Shoto looked hot as sin, with cum streaked all across his ass, face, and chest, clothes doing little to hide the mess strewn all over his skin.

He grabbed him by the throat and kissed the hollow of his jaw, planting a dark hickey there. "Just like this," he said. He'd be nice and wipe off that cum on his face, though he didn't let a single drop go to waste, feeding it to Shoto with his thumb to his lips.
 
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