demanding lips seeked his own as hurried fingers hastily pulled on the clothes he's wearing.
It was supposed to be just a movie night, but now his boyfriend's huge cock is stretched on his lips. Not that he's complaining.
It was supposed to be just a movie night, but now his boyfriend's huge cock is stretched on his lips. Not that he's complaining.
Aside from providing distractions for the other, he just thoroughly loves how Kuroo would fuck his throat, and have the cock, wet with saliva and precum run on his lips and slaps it on his face. It's degrading, but he likes his sex like that sometimes.
Most of he time.
Most of he time.
He sees Kuroo shudder with a sheen of sweat on his shoulders and chest as he grabs Kei's hips with his hands, pulling him back on forth roughly with his cock. The couch shook between his every thrust but that is that least of his worries right now.
He wants to cum so bad.
Pale, slender fingers grip on the armrest and with his head thrown back, Kei begs. "Please, please. I'm so close." Kuroo looks up, grinning like a devil and slows down his thrust. Bastard.
Pale, slender fingers grip on the armrest and with his head thrown back, Kei begs. "Please, please. I'm so close." Kuroo looks up, grinning like a devil and slows down his thrust. Bastard.
He's sobbing due to the lack of friction and the torturous slow pace Kuroo is setting for him. Even his own leaking dick stands unattended, eager for a touch. He was about to reach a hand over there and get it off when suddenly, Kuroo drapes Kei's right leg on his shoulders,
and the thick cock drives him open bringing him to the edge once again. But the universe and beings responsible for his life seems to conspire every once in a while.
"Fuck, just gonna get that real quick babe." Kei gasps when Kuroo accidentally circles his hips while reachingf
"Fuck, just gonna get that real quick babe." Kei gasps when Kuroo accidentally circles his hips while reachingf
for the phone.
"I swear," Kei pants. " If that's Bokuto, I will skin him alive.
Except, Kuroo doesn't turn it off directly. Instead he stares at Kei with disbelief on his face. The disbelief then morphs into something akin to a scheming one and with a phone pressed on his ears
"I swear," Kei pants. " If that's Bokuto, I will skin him alive.
Except, Kuroo doesn't turn it off directly. Instead he stares at Kei with disbelief on his face. The disbelief then morphs into something akin to a scheming one and with a phone pressed on his ears
he rolls his hips. Subjecting Kei once again to a toe curling haze and a short circuiting brain.
Kei realized that this can't be something good.
"Good evening ma'am," he greets like he's not balls deep within his boyfriend. Kei tries to mouth for him to stop but with one thrust
Kei realized that this can't be something good.
"Good evening ma'am," he greets like he's not balls deep within his boyfriend. Kei tries to mouth for him to stop but with one thrust
his eyes had lost focus. "Oh no, I understand how busy you are." Kei's entire body began to tense. "Tonight?" He bit his knuckle to keep himself from writhing and moaning mindlessly.
"Sure ma'am, I'm not doing... anything else."
"Sure ma'am, I'm not doing... anything else."
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a bitch is going to sleep. that bitch is me
a bitch is going to sleep. that bitch is me

