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Kwite lets out a small whimper as you kiss down his neck, hips jerking in response. He mumbles something against his hand, too quiet to be heard past it. You stop kissing his neck and rest your chin on his shoulder, rubbing your hands up his sides in the process.
“I can’t hear you, darling,” you smile, “ you’ll have to speak up for me.”
They let out a shaky breath. “I said I wanted to, you know… Go further… This time.”
You gently laugh, “Aw, was that all? You know, you only have to ask. How could I refuse you when you’re such a wreck already?” You capture his lips in a kiss, loving the way he whines and pants into your mouth.
He clutches onto your shoulders as you grab his hips tightly, tight enough to leave bruises through the sweats he’s wearing. Their mouth breaks from yours, as you move him on your lap, to let out a broken moan. Their face is already flushed, you can see the redness going down their neck, presumably to her chest that’s covered by the hoodie they’re wearing.
She slides off your lap and kneels on the floor, hands quickly coming up to undo your jeans. Your hand falls to their hair, gently scratching at their scalp and pulling the dark hair. She leaves kisses down your pelvic line and pulls you out, already partially hard. He licks up your cock once before sucking just the tip into his mouth. You let out a deep breath, fingers tightening in his hair.
Kwite moans softly at the pull, head pushing to hold more of you in their mouth. He gags lightly when you reach the back of their mouth, but they just screw their eyes closed and moan.
“Y-you're doing so good, baby,” you grunt, eyes fluttering, before tossing your head back, letting out broken gasps. Slowly, you start moving your hips in time with the bob of his head, your tip pushing further and further into their mouth. She starts whining around you, and moving herself so she can rock their hips onto your leg.
One of their hands falls off your thighs, and the moans around your cock increase. You crack your eyes to see their arm between his legs, spit dripping down their chin, tears threatening to spill behind closed eyes. You gently pull her off by the hair and their eyes open, tears falling. You pull them up and kiss their cheek before laying him face down on your shared bed.
Quickly removing their sweats, you massage their ass and kiss down his back, nipping occasionally. He sighs into their arms, pushing back into your hands. You give a final squeeze before fully removing your jeans and underwear. You grab the bottle of lube and pour some on your fingers, generously coating them.
You press two fingers against them, she jolts against the coldness, but quickly pushes back into you. Your hand pushes further into them, and they gasp while gripping the sheets. Slowly, your finger scissors inside them, and they writhe on the bed, panting and gasping.
“F-fuck. Mm, yeah. Just- Ah!” He whines, hips jerking to get away from the pleasure.
Your other hand holds Kwite’s hip, to stop them from moving and squirming. He moans at the grip, even louder when you press into bruises that are littered there. When you finally brush against their soft spot, she shudders, their grip on the sheets tighten.
Pushing purposefully into the spot, a series of moans and whines fall from their mouth, muffled by him biting into the pillow. His hips grind against your hand, and he louds out breathless “fuck”s and “shit”s when you add a third finger.
When you pull out your fingers, feeling he’s been stretched enough, they let out a high pitched noise, saying something that sounds reminiscent of “no, don’t stop” but it’s hard to tell. You just squeeze their hip in response.
You squeeze some lube into your hand and slowly apply it to your cock, your free hand lightly scratching down Kwite’s back. Your hand travels back to their hips, pressing your fingers into every one of the bruises, no matter how faded. Each time, you get a gasp or soft moan, accompanied with a semblance of a curse word.
“Please jus- ah! Just fuck me!” They shout, voice wavering ever so slightly. “I can’t- please- just- come on! ”
You rub the tip against them, leaning down to bite their earlobe. You chuckle into his ear, “you think you have power here? Remind me again, whose face is in the pillows, whining and bitching about some bruises?”
She stifles a moan with the pillow, body shuddering at the words. “Please, I just- I need you so bad.” You exhale on their neck with a smile, leaving soft kisses to their shoulder. “ God, I just need you to please do something- anything. ”
“Anything, you say?” Your hands move from their hips (and your cock) to hike them up, so his back is against your chest. Your hands travel under their hoodie, and across her chest. While flicking over their nipples, you suck at his neck, occasionally biting.
She twitches against you, jerking his hips into the air, desperate for some friction. You pinch one of his nipples, hard, and he mewls, head falling back onto your shoulder. You take one of your hands away from their chest to line yourself up, before less than carefully pushing in. She tightens around you, letting out gasps and pants.
“Is this good enough? I’m doing just what you wanted, yeah?” You say breathlessly into their neck. Slowly, you start thrusting into them, biting his shoulder. Her hand comes up to grab your hair, fingers pulling tight. One of your hands moves down his chest to his hip, squeezing into it, hard enough to make even more bruises, while the other still twists and pinches their nipple.
You work your way to faster thrusts, eventually so hard that with each one, a noise is ripped out of their throat, akin to a moan and a yell. Your hands grip at both of his hips, forcing your cock into him.
“O- fuck! Mor- Mm!” You cut off their moans with a kiss, hand slowly traveling up his side. He lets out a choked noise when you break the kiss and push them onto the bed, leaning over and drilling twice as hard into them.
“You did- you didn’t answer my question,” you breathe into the nape of her neck. “Is this good enough?”
Her response is a flurry of moans and pants, nothing comprehensible, while her hands clutch against the bedspread.
“Could you r- repeat that?” You start slowing your thrusts, “clearly it’s too much for you.”
He makes a noise of panic, arms reaching behind him to grasp onto you. “Wait! N- no!”
“No?” You raise an eyebrow, “no, it’s not good enough?”
“That’s not what I meant!” His hips rock back, meeting your slow thrusts. “I mean-t. I meant it wasn’t too much. I.. It was good, it was good! It was good!”
“Yeah? So good? So good for my good boy? You were doing so well earlier, weren’t you? Drooling all over my cock?” Your thrusts get a little faster, but not enough for Kwite to be satiated.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, so good! So good for you! I love your cock!” They ramble, hips grinding faster.
You snap your hips while pulling his hood, to make sure he meets your thrusts. His voice is loud, moans increasing in speed with each thrust.
“I’m s- please pl- please! I- need! A-” Her voice breaks with almost every word, sounding close to tears.
“Yeah? Wh- what do you need?” You whisper, pulling their hood even harder.
“I’m-” She starts, “I- gonna-!”
“Yeah? Gonna cum on my cock?” You grunt out, drilling harder than before. “Gonna cry too? L- like a little bitch?”
She tenses around you, gripping the pillow so hard their knuckles turn white. They let out a series of broken moans, and they start to sound more like sobs the more you fuck him. You drop the hood and grab their hips again, fucking into him as hard and fast as you can, at this point just wanting your release.
He starts shuddering with every thrust, shaking like he’s cold. You only continue, fucking into her like she’s just a toy, ignoring her overstimulated cries.
You pull out and start jerking yourself to cum all over the hoodie, the white starkly contrasting with the dark green. She lets out a weak moan, body twitching. You let out a sigh, and gently rub your hands up and down his sides, kissing his neck and cheek.
“I can’t believe you made me cry dude, what the fuck.” They say, in a partially joking tone.
You just laugh and nuzzle your head into their neck, leaving more kisses.