Giyuu shivered at the hot breath against his ear, his smirk faltering slightly. "I'd like to see you try." He challenged again, though his voice had a hint of breathlessness to it now. Sanemi smirked back, his confidence returning as he felt Giyuu's reaction.
"You're playing a dangerous game, Giyuu. And I always win." He nipped at Giyuu's earlobe before trailing kisses down his neck. Giyuu let out a soft gasp, his fingers digging into Sanemi's shoulders.
"Ah... Sanemi...!" He moaned softly, his composure slipping as Sanemi's lips found his sensitive spots. Sanemi's kisses grew more intense, leaving small marks on Giyuu's skin. "You're not so cocky now, are you?"
He whispered huskily, his hands sliding under Giyuu's shirt. Giyuu shook his head, his breath coming in short pants.
"No... but I still think you're the cute one."
He managed to say between moans, his body arching into Sanemi's touch. Sanemi chuckled darkly, pushing Giyuu's shirt up higher. "You're infuriating, you know that?" He pressed his lips against Giyuu's collarbone, sucking and biting harder. Giyuu whimpered at the rough treatment, his head falling back against the wall. "And you love it." He managed to retort, his voice trembling with pleasure. Sanemi growled again, pulling away to look at the marks he left.
"Damn right I do. Now be a good boy and stop talking." He demanded, his eyes dark with lust as he captured Giyuu's lips in a possessive kiss. Their kiss deepened, tongues tangling together as Sanemi pressed his body even closer to Giyuu's. Sanemi's hands roamed Giyuu's bare chest, exploring every inch of skin he could reach. Giyuu moaned into the kiss, his fingers tangling in Sanemi's hair as he tried to pull him impossibly closer.
The room was filled with the sounds of their heated make-out session, the air thick with desire.
Sanemi broke the kiss to catch his breath, panting heavily as he looked at Giyuu's flushed face. "Fuck, you look wrecked already." He panted, admiring his handiwork on Giyuu's neck and chest. Giyuu's eyes were glazed over with pleasure, his lips swollen and parted as he tried to respond. "And you... look so damn hot when you're in control." He breathed out, his body trembling slightly from the intensity of their make-out session.
Sanemi's eyes darkened further at the compliment, a possessive gleam in them.
"I should keep you like this more often. All needy and desperate for me." He smirked, his hands moving lower to grip Giyuu's thighs. Giyuu whimpered again, his thighs instinctively spreading slightly under Sanemi's grip.
"Please... Sanemi..." He begged softly, his pride completely forgotten in the heat of the moment. "Are you sure? We both don't know anything about it... I don't want to hurt you."
"I thrust you." Sanemi's expression softened at Giyuu's words, a mix of love and uncertainty crossing his features.
"Okay... but if it gets too much, tell me to stop. Promise?" He asked, his thumbs rubbing soothing circles on Giyuu's thighs.
Giyuu nodded again, leaning in to kiss Sanemi gently. "I promise. I'm yours, Sanemi." He whispered against his lips, sealing the promise with another kiss. Sanemi deepened the kiss once more, this time slower and more tender than before.
"Mine. My Giyuu." He murmured possessively, his hands sliding under Giyuu's pants. Giyuu shivered at the touch, his body arching again as Sanemi's hands explored further. "Yes... all yours. Always." He moaned softly, his own hands moving to undo Sanemi's pants. Sanemi's breath hitched as Giyuu touched him, his hips bucking involuntarily.
"Fuck, Giyuu... you're driving me crazy."
He groaned, his fingers digging into Giyuu's skin. Giyuu smirked, gaining a bit of confidence as he saw Sanemi's reaction. "Good. That's the point." He teased, his hand moving with more purpose now. Sanemi growled again, flipping their positions so Giyuu was pinned beneath him on the bed.
"You're such a brat. I'll make you regret that."
He said huskily, hovering over Giyuu with a predatory look in his eyes.
Giyuu's smirk widened, a playful glint in his eyes as he looked up at Sanemi. "I'd like to see you try." He challenged, wrapping his legs around Sanemi's waist. Sanemi's eyes darkened with lust and determination at the challenge. He leaned down to bite Giyuu's neck again.
"You're gonna regret that too." He repeated, grinding his hips against Giyuu's. Giyuu gasped at the friction, his legs tightening around Sanemi as he tried to pull him closer. "Mmm... Sanemi... harder." He pleaded, his hands gripping Sanemi's shoulders. Sanemi obliged, increasing the pressure and speed of his movements, leaving more marks on Giyuu's neck and shoulders. "Like this? Is this what you want, my needy little Giyuu?"
He asked between bites, his voice dripping with dominance. Giyuu moaned louder, his body trembling with pleasure as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. "Yes! Yes, just like that! Don't stop!"
He cried out, his nails digging into Sanemi's back. Sanemi watched Giyuu's reactions intently, loving how he was falling apart beneath him. "You're so beautiful when you're like this. So desperate and needy for me." He whispered hotly in Giyuu's ear, his hand sliding between them to stroke him. Giyuu's eyes rolled back as Sanemi stroked him, his back arching off the bed."Sanemi... I'm close... I'm so close!"
He panted heavily, his body tensing up in anticipation of his release. Sanemi smirked again, his hand moving faster while his other hand pinned Giyuu's wrists above his head. "Then come for me, baby. Come all over yourself." He commanded, his own arousal evident in his voice as he watched Giyuu's face contort with pleasure. Giyuu's body spasmed as he came hard, his release spilling over Sanemi's hand and onto his stomach. He cried out Sanemi's name repeatedly, his vision going white for a moment.
"Sanemi... fuck... Sanemi..." Sanemi watched Giyuu ride out his orgasm, then brought his cum-covered hand to his mouth and licked it clean, maintaining eye contact with Giyuu.
"Delicious. Just like I imagined."
He said with a satisfied smirk, his own need still evident as he hovered above Giyuu, waiting for him to recover. Giyuu panted heavily, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He looked at Sanemi with a mix of exhaustion and desire.
"You... you're such a tease..."
He managed to say between breaths, his body still trembling slightly.
Sanemi chuckled darkly, leaning down to kiss Giyuu softly. "Only for you, my love. Now it's my turn to take care of myself." He shifted his position, sitting up and pulling Giyuu onto his lap. Giyuu straddled Sanemi, feeling his hardness against him. He wrapped his arms around Sanemi's neck, still feeling sensitive from his orgasm.
"What do you want me to do, Sanemi?"
He asked breathlessly, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes. Sanemi's hands gripped Giyuu's hips firmly, guiding him to grind against him.