omniscient_insight | Life is so Trivial~

When Byakuran pressed down hard against his prostate, Shouichi couldn't hold back. His own body's reactions were out of his control as he broke the kiss, groaning out loud into the cold air of Byakuran's office. Although it wasn't soundproofed specifically for this purpose, it was a good thing that it was. Shouichi could be rather loud and shameless when he was lost in pleasure.

"Byakuran-san..nnn...now."

Shouichi let go off their cocks in favor of fully lying back down on the couch, spreading his legs and bracing his feet against the leather. Basically offering himself to the man before him, the blush high on his cheeks and his chest also red underneath the shirt he still wore.

A grin spread across the white haired sky's face. By now he knew what kind of buttons to push to get the most agreeable reaction from Shouichi. But this....this had Byakuran thinking that perhaps the redhead had something similar in mind. Did he anticipate that coming here,to his office, he would be doing something like this with him? Probably not, Shouichi didn't think like that and Byakuran doubted he had his guardian so wrapped around his finger.

Well with such a display, a pleasant eagerness, how could he deny him. The White Spell commander removed his fingers from inside the other, and replaced them by pushing his harden cock against the ring of muscle. He doesn't hesitate, pushing through and feeling the redhead underneath him yield for him.

Byakuran inhaled sharply, feeling himself being surrounded by the familiar warmth that was Shouichi, and shivering at the wall of muscles pushing against him snugly.Did Shouichi really have to leave so soon?"...what time is your flight again, Shou-chan?" The leader of the White Spell asked, his voice breathy.

He finally pushed all the way inside, filling the other's ass up, before moving his hips, moving in and out.

He was asking him this? Now?? It took several moments for Shouichi to remember the exact time of his flight, and when he did it came out as a moan. He clutched at Byakuran's shoulders as the man pushed into him, his hold not relaxing the least bit when his best friend pulled out. No, he hadn't anticipated this happening when he came in here, but that didn't mean the likelihood didn't occur to Shouichi. This was their last chance to be together after all.

And oh, they would be together. Wrapping his legs around Byakuran's waist, he lifted himself to meet the next thrust, allowing the man's length to drive deeper into him. Connecting them in such a way that would be difficult to tell where one ended and the other began. Shouichi keened and gasped with pain, tears pricking his eyes behind his glasses. Pain was the best way to brand one's mind and memory. And if Byakuran-san wanted his body to remember him clearly....

"Haa--there!" Shouichi gasped, seeing white as the head of his lover's cock struck his core. His hands scrabbled around the albino's shoulders, gripping hard enough for his knuckles to turn white.

"...S-shou-chan." Byakuran's breath hitched as he felt the red head moving with him. Matching his own pace with his own variation that somehow completed their act. Like a continuous meeting of their bodies. It felt good. Too good.

The head of his cock hit that bundle of nerves, sending the Ginger into a frantic and the commander threw his head back as he felt the other's inside squeezing and pulsating around him. His hands grabbed on to each cheek of the sun guardian's ass, gripping them so hard that his nails dug in to the pale flesh, making flaring half moon indents there.

From there he drilled himself into the writhing ginger, accurately hitting that point over and over. The only sounds that could be heard was their heavy breathing, the sound of flesh slapping against each other and of course those plentiful mewls coming from Shouichi's lips. It was truly intoxicating. The white haired sky even started to lick up the tears of pleasure that rolled down Shouichi's face, tastier than any sweet he's ever eaten.

Shouichi's eyes slipped close as he felt Byakuran lick at his cheeks. With the man's hands holding his ass so tightly, there was little he could do but let him thrust into him repeatedly. Not that he had any brain cells left to do much else. Each thrust hit his prostate perfectly, creating white explosions behind his closed eyelids.

"Haa...haa..."

Shouichi shuddered violently after one particular thrust, and his hands relaxed from their deathgrip around Byakuran's shoulders. They slid down the man's chest to his stomach, and then between their legs where their bodies met. His fingers brushed Byakuran's cock briefly when it slid out of him, before wrapping around his own.

"I'm...nnnn...close," he rasped out, twisting his hands and jerking himself off, trying to find a rhythm that would match Byakuran's movements inside him.

Byakuran was pretty close as well. He could feel his release building up inside of him. His head lolled back, eyes closing in ecstasy, feeling the Ginger's insides pulsate every time he hit that nerve. The other's body really knew how to get him going.

"...cum..."He placed his mouth to the other's ear again, breath coming in pants as he egged Shouichi's release. He stopped slamming into his subordinate, and instead, applied a constant pressure to that point. Grinding the head of his cock against it."...cum...for...me."

As if he wasn't so close to his climax already, the sudden new sensations was all too much. The feeling of Byakuran's cock against his prostate, the man's breath against his ear and those words...Shouichi came hard, his ass squeezing Byakuran's cock to the point of being painful and staining his Millefiore uniform top with his cum.

"You too..." he breathed, touching Byakuran's face with his dirty fingers as he willed his body to relax. To loosen enough for Byakuran to move but remain tight enough to give him the utmost pleasure.

Byakuran felt the other's inner walls tightening around, squeezing his own erection and milking his own climax out of him. The mafioso leaned into the other's soiled hands as they touched his face. His body tensed, and he was following Shouichi into euphoria, his hot, creamy seed spill against the other's prostate and filling up the other's ass with his essence.

He placed his head on Shouichi's shoulder feeling the afterglow take him. He felt like he was literally floating. It was an amazing feeling,one he had has feel dozens of times before, but never grew tired of. Recovering he nuzzled the other's neck, pressing his lips against them. He then raised his head up higher as he pulled out of the ginger.

"How about another round, Shou-chan?" Byakuran offered, and without waiting for a response he's already lifting the other's leg over his shoulder, making his body turn to the side. The millfiore leader pushed himself into Shouichi,the other's insides hot, and sticky with his cum."...You still have time~."

Shouichi groaned long and low as Byakuran spilled himself inside of him. No matter how many times they did this, he could and would never understand how something that was essentially disgusting by nature could feel so amazing. The other's seed inside of him felt so wonderful, hot and slick and comforting, making him feel pleasantly full. He could feel some of the cum spilling out of his ass and sliding down his crack, and that felt wonderful too.

"Nnn..."

He sighed as Byakuran dropped himself on top of him, almost petting the man's hair before remembering the seed on his own fingers. Pressed up like that against him though, his boss probably got the stain on his uniform too. They really should have taken them off first. Shouichi was thankful he had his band shirt underneath, though he wondered what kind of rumors would come from walking out of this office with uniform top folded underneath an arm.

"Ah-!"

Lost in his thoughts and post-sex stupor, the technician gasped as his lover suddenly pulled out of him. His eyes glazed over with lust and pleasure as the movement caused more spent to spill out, and Shouichi barely heard the other's question. He gave a yelp when Byakuran suddenly moved him however, his eyes growing impossible wide as the man entered him again. The new position allowed the man to slide in deeper, the cum inside Shouichi slicking the way.

"No! Byakuran-san--aah!"

Byakuran slipped into Shouichi easily, the other was already slick from his release, so it was easy for him to go deeper the second time around. The other's insides were even warmer than before, even more inviting. He arched his back, gripping the arm of his couch to support him."No?" He questioned.

A hand coming up to Shouichi's uniform top and he unzips the zipper, opening it up and revealing his t-shirt underneath. He then pushed the t-shirt up revealing the other's stomach. His hand smoothing over the other's flat stomach. before lowering and taking a hold of the other's limp cock."...Don't you mean, 'yes, please'?"

He began to moved his hips, sliding out and slamming back inside. These were their last moments together. In the same room. Naked against each other. Was it such a crime to reap all the benefits while he could? Of course it was, and that's why Byakuran was doing it. He'll make sure with this encounter, Shouichi would have him engraved in his mind. No one else will be able to satisfy him.

"Haa...no..." Shouichi breathed, even as his cock started to harden at the slightest touch from Byakuran's hand. His body wasn't resisting the length pounding into him either, sucking it in even, his walls pulsating around the member. Shouichi groaned, unsure if he was shivering from the pleasure or the sudden cold air on his chest. Maybe both.

"Byakuran-san...Byakuran..san..." He kept repeating the other's name like a mantra, a cry for each thrust the man made inside him. The entire couch was shaking and squeaking with their movements but he didn't care, keening over the sounds it made with pleasure. His hands reached up towards his boss, grabbing whatever he could of the man's uniform.

Life is so Trivial~

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