Thread by @MasterShinsou

#ShinZawa #nsfw Please qrt!!

Touch, craves by two starved men.

For the first time, they can freely grasp that which they crave.

“Sensei-“ A choked breath managed out while lips assaulted his jaw.

“Hito-“ A breathless whisper dances across his skin like an extra set of fingers

caressing his sensitive body.

Hitoshi’s biggest turn on was always touch.

Shouta noticed it before they ever got together. The blush that spread from Hitoshi’s cheeks to the tips of his ears told his secrets every time Shouta put his hand on his shoulder.

Shouta grew bold, catching hitoshi shirtless in the locker room. He rested his palm on Hitoshi’s pec as he spoke some encouragement about their training.

His eyes focused on the blush spreading down Hitoshi’s chest as the skin under his palm grew hot.

When Shouta finally cornered Hitoshi in their shared home, he watched Hitoshi bristle as he dragged his knuckles across his cheek. He watched as his affection turned to electricity on the boy’s skin.

“S-Sensei please-“ Hitoshi whispered almost desperately.

Shouta did it again, then moved his hand to Hitoshi’s arm, his fingers dangling feather light across his skin, barely upsetting the light purple dusting of hair across his forearms.

The shiver that shot down Hitoshi’s spine was a magnitude 8. The whine that followed

went straight to Shouta’s thick cock, making it twitch with desire. “Hitoshi...” He whispered.

In silence, the contract was signed, their admission of love unneeded as Hitoshi threw himself into Shouta’s arms.

It was frantic, getting them to the bed. Their lips crashed in desperate need, hands ghosting and groping everywhere possible.

Shouta was the first to break the frenzy, pulling back, sitting back on his feet between Hitoshi’s legs. He panted as he stared down at him.

“Hitoshi... I’m so fucking in love with you.” Shouta whispered, his fingertips ghosting over Hitoshi’s chest.

“Ah-Shouta- I’ve been in love with you since we met... Please... God- Your fingers- Please touch me more, I need it...” Hitoshi managed back, panting hard.

Shouta obliged.

He took his time exploring Hitoshi, his fingers ghosting over his pecs, down to his abs. A feather light touch, nearly a tickle, shot a shiver through Hitoshi. Shouta tested it more.

His fingers ghosted up the boy’s ribs and down his sides.

The moan that ripped from Hitoshi could only be described as pure pleasure. “Shoooou-“ He cloaked at the end, fingers finally wrapped around his needy cock, their clothing dropped at the door in their frenzy.

“I’m here Hitoshi...” Shouta promised and leaned down, kissing him

slowly and softly.

Shouta’s hand pumped his cock carefully, their eyes locked. Their nerves raw and exposed, untapped for years. Craving the touch of one another only to find that no other touch would do. This was as all was meant to be.

Hitoshi’s jaw fell open as he panted, his cock twitching in Shouta’s hand. His hands quickly went to Shouta’s hair, lacing in the dark locks as his face twisted in beautiful pleasure.

He squeezed his eyes shut, his panting getting louder. His body tense with pleasure

but loose with trust. Pliable. He barely noticed Shouta pressing a finger in his ass.

When did he get lube? It was warm, so warm. His finger pressed in deep. Hitoshi didn’t get the chance to tell Shouta he was a virgin. His body screamed it as

Shouta touched his prostate. Hitoshi gasped and clenched tight around his finger.

Shouta smiled and pressed a soft kiss to his lips and whispered. “It’s okay, I’m really worked up, so i’m not going to last long either.” He assured.

Any form of shame that

Hitoshi felt starting to bubble disappeared with that sentence. It was okay. Shouta was expecting him to be sensitive, and Shouta was going to be sensitive too.

Bare. Raw. Their emotions and needs on display for each other.

When Shouta’s cock pressed into his hole, Hitoshi whined, his cock leaking against his stomach. “Sensei- Shouta-“

“I’m here...” Shouta assured, fully seating himself in Hitoshi. He stayed for a moment, connected. He let himself lay on top of Hitoshi, their chests pressed

together. Hot skin against hot skin, alight with the feeling of love.

“Shouta... Please.. Move- I want it-“

“Of course.” Shouta smiled. He pushed himself back up on his hands, bracing them on either side of Hitoshi’s shoulders. His hips thrust slow and deep,

much more of a roll than anything else.

Hitoshi’s back arched as the thick cock brushed his prostate just so. “S-Sensei!”

“Yeah?” Shouta grinned, loving the clench of Hitoshi’s ass. He rolled his hips in much the same way, earning another clench. His hips sped up,

finally fucking the boy in earnest. “Hitoshi- Fuck- Hitoshi- You feel so tight-“

“Fuck- Sensei! Oh god!! Yours! My ass is yours- Fuck me, make sure no one else can fuck me like you!” Hitoshi cried out as Shouta sped up mid-sentence.

Hitoshi cried desperately as he was pounded into, his hole clenched tight, no time to relax as pleasure filled his very being.

It took only moments to have Hitoshi’s jaw slack. He looked like he wanted to scream, but no sounds escaped as his back arched and his

seed spilled all over his stomach.

Shouta had never seen something so beautiful. “Toshi- Fuck- Toshi!” He managed, slamming into the vice like grip of his hole, spilling deep in him.

Again, shouta dropped, their chests and stomachs pressed together, this time

with a sticky treat between them.

“Fuck... Toshi...”

“Sensei...”

Neither of them had words.

Only Touch.

-End-

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