Thread by @IDtsuKei

#krtsk #kurotsuki nsfw the morning before the qrt:

Tetsurou woke up to the sound of the shower. He yawned, stretching out to half lay in the still warm spot his husband had left. He hummed to himself as he looked at the clock, rubbing his eyes and sitting up. The sun was just

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Starting to rise, the early birds trailing out to start their day at the ocean. He knocked twice on the bathroom door, short sharp raps to alert Kei of his presence before he opened it. Kei had to have just gotten in because he was just starting to scrub his hair, and that was

Always his first step in his showers. He doesn’t react when Tetsurou steps into the bathroom, or when Tetsurou joins him in the shower. He does, however, click his tongue when Tetsurou steps up and presses his body into Kei’s from behind, pressing a short kiss to the nape of his

Neck.

‘You’ll get shampoo in your mouth,’ he admonishes.

‘Hmm. I’d prefer something else in my mouth.’ Kei huffs out a laugh, presumably rolling his eyes.

‘Disgusting.’

Tetsurou steps back, letting him rinse the shampoo, and leans against the wall as he conditions it.

He watches with heated eyes as Kei washes the rest of himself, but gives him space until the last bit of conditioner is rinsed out. Then, he steps back up, pressing his hard cock against Kei’s cheeks, humming at the contact.

‘You’re insatiable.’

‘Hey, have you seen my

Husband? I can’t help it.’ He rocks his hips, gently, smirking as Kei leans over slightly, allowing Tetsurou to slide between his thighs. The water makes the glide tolerable as he slowly starts to fuck himself between Kei’s thighs.

‘Want to fuck me here? I’m not getting out and

Getting back in.’

‘Yeah, I can do that.’

The prep doesn’t take long, not when Kei is still loose and pliant from how many times Tetsurou has done this this week, and soon enough Tetsurou is sliding home inside of him. Kei, leaning on his forearms against the wall and slightly

Bent at the waist, moans at the feeling of Tetsurou inside of him. Tetsurou curses softly, taking a moment as the wet, tight heat of his husband surrounds him, before starting a languid pace. He brushes his mouth along Kei’s shoulders, red from the sun, freckles peeking through

The skin.

‘Kei,’ Tetsurou groans, hands gripping the blonde’s waist almost hard enough to bruise. ‘Always take me so well, yeah? Your body knows who it belongs to, ‘s like you’re moulded to the shape of my cock,’ he mumbles into Kei’s neck, unable to stop himself. Kei doesn’t

Complain, instead he clenches around him, breath hitching.

‘Yes,’ he moans.

‘You like that? Knowing that your body knows it’s mine?’

Kei moans again, nodding his head. ‘I’m yours, you’re mine.’

‘Fuck, baby. Forever.’ Tetsurou slides a hand around to take Kei’s neglected

Cock in his hands, and it only takes a few strokes before he’s falling apart, mouth dropped open in a moan, spilling over Tetsurou’s fingers. Tetsurou fucks him through it and moves to pull back before Kei’s oversensitive but the blonde’s eyes fly open.

‘No. Stay, fill me up.’

Tetsurou groans but obeys. He keeps his thrusts slow at first, trying to hold back until Kei wasn’t as sensitive but his husband frowns, glaring over his shoulder. ‘I said fuck me, Tetsurou.’

The bathroom is filled with the sound of Tetsurou’s hips snapping into Kei’s and Kei’s

Pitiful whimpers as he takes it, eyes watering at the sting of it. Tetsurou is edging closer and closer, and when Kei’s eyes finally spill over, tears streaking down his face, he falls, fucking himself as deep as possible to comply with Kei’s demand, burying his load inside of

Him. He grasps at Kei’s cock automatically, and Kei shudders, body twitching as his second orgasm hits. Tetsurou pulls back, watching as Kei’s hole clenches at the loss. The water is losing its heat at this point but neither of them moves to leave. Slowly, Tetsurou watches his

Release trickle out of Kei, groaning at the sight.

‘Clean me up,’ Kei demands, looking over his shoulder. Tetsurou complies, as always, dropping to his knees and sticking his tongue out, lapping up the part of him that had already escaped Kei. The sound that Kei makes at the

Touch of his tongue to his rim is engraved into Tetsurou’s brain immediately, and he sets about making his husband make it again.

End!!