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It’s all over. The homework, the exams, the reports. No more
practice with his same team, no more horror movie marathon thrust upon him by
Tendou. In two days, he’ll be moving back home for a quick break before heading
off to university.
But all of that fades to black as your hands wrap around his
neck tugging him into another heated kiss. Ushijima is hovering above you,
strong arms caging you in but he’s concerned about hurting you so he holds his
weight at bay, leaving you yearning for more. His shirt is gone, thrown
somewhere to a corner of his room while yours is in the process of being tugged
from your body. When one large hand grasps your still bra encased breast a gasp
leaves your lips.
“Did I hurt-“
“No!” you interrupt emphatically, “but you’re killing me
with the teasing.”
“I’m not teasing you,” he answers honestly, stopping long
enough to look in your eyes. “Why do you want to rush this?”
His blunt question catches you momentarily off caught. You
caress his cheek with the backs of your fingers, eyes going softer to convey
the sincerity of your words. “I’m not, Toshi, I’m just…I want you so bad. I
have for a long time and now that it’s finally happening,” you shrug losing his
gaze, “I guess I’m impatient.”
He nods in understanding. It’s not like he isn’t eager but he
wouldn’t do this with just anyone. He loves you, more than he thought it
possible for him to ever love another person and the idea of barreling through
your first time together doesn’t sit well with him.
“Just, let me enjoy you,” he says leaning back down, “and
hopefully you’ll enjoy me too.”
“I always enjoy you, Wakatoshi,” you whisper closing your
eyes when he kisses your neck again gently.
He hums appreciatively, leaning up and drawing you with him.
Despite his outward calm appearance, Ushijima is shaking to his core. It isn’t
just because he wants to take his time with you that he’s moving slow;
inexperience definitely plays a part in his hesitancy. This becomes a bit more evident
when his large fingers can’t properly grasp the hooks of your bra. He lets out
a low grunt of frustration, the effort to keep you upright and pull apart the
stubborn tab straining his patience.
You move to a more properly seated position and press on his
chest. “Let me,” you offer with a shy smile. He nods, letting go and moving
back to give you some room to move. Slowly your arms contort to reach behind
you, nimble fingers unhooking the contraption with practiced ease. As the
straps slide down your arms and the main fabric falls away, Ushijima feels his
pulse racing, blood roaring in his ears like a waterfall.
You’re absolutely stunning and he’s only gotten you half
naked at this point.
With trepidation he lifts his hands, touching you feather
lightly making your heart pound against your ribs. Your eyes close as you focus
on the sensation of his hands upon untouched flesh for the first time. An
unexpected warmth against your nipple makes you gasp, eyelids flying open to
find Wakatoshi bent forward at a slightly awkward angle to take you into his
mouth. You arch invitingly, knowing you should probably lie back to give him
better access but even this feels amazing enough that you don’t want to move.
He makes the decision for you, hand settling to the small of
your back and pulling to shift your hips while he presses you back down onto
the mattress, the whole time never relinquishing his mouth from your breast. An
experimental roll of his tongue followed by a gentle nip has you keening and he
feels his length harden considerably in response. His pants are getting
uncomfortably tight but he doesn’t want to stop.
He feels the call to haste burning in him now, the patience
he asked you to have breaking within himself. He wants you so bad it hurts. His
mouth leaves your breast to capture your lips, his kiss hard, hot and messy,
hand grasping your hair tightly. When he moves to breath, he pants out, “Much
as I want to savor taking off your clothes, I can’t wait that long.”
“Fine by me,” you agree hastily, skirting out from under him
to shred the rest of your clothes while he does the same.
Ushijima takes one moment to make sure the condom and lube
are within easy reach before his body is covering yours once more. His flesh is
almost burning in the fever of his want. You can feel the rush of the blood in
his veins under the fingers you have clenching against his neck. The feeling of
hard and hot is all over you, the result of years of training and working out
to become the best, to be the best. But
the press of his member against the slick of your core draws your focus.
This is really happening.
Ushijima still won’t put his full weight against you but the
feel of your skin is intoxicating. “_____,” he grunts, mouth moving faster over
your skin. It feels like he’s everywhere at once, trying to taste all of you in
one go and the fervency of his attack makes you lose your breath. Teeth scrap
against you, hands and fingers grasping and clenching the soft of your flesh,
kneading your muscles, molding you as he wills. You’re completely in his hands,
and arms and legs and…oh god you can’t stand to wait anymore.
“Please, Toshi,” you beg, “I need you.”
He clenches his eyes shut, trailing his hand to touch the
joining of your intimates. He inserts one thick digit, remembering the
importance of preparation. Tendou, for all his flaws and oddities, had been a
surprisingly good source of information in regards to sex due to his experience
with his college freshman girlfriend.
Wakatoshi gently pushes in a second finger, lips fastening
on your neck and sucking hard drawing a gasp from your throat. Hot puffs
of your breath hit his ear, your moans and mewls of need and want nearly making
him come right then and there. He’s pretty sure he’ll explode the second he
enters so with great reluctance, he withdraws his fingers and grabs the condom.
Getting it on proves a bit of a challenge, but he manages to
do so without breaking it. He moves into position, locking eyes with you before
asking, “Are you ready?”
You nod quickly, closing your eyes again as he enters, slow
and steady, stretching you inch by inch. It burns and is uncomfortable but you
want this too badly to stop now. He waits for a moment when you take in a long
suck of air and hold your breath.
“Are you ok?” he asks voice strained with the effort to hold
his body still.
“Yes, just keep going,” you say through clenched teeth.
He hates that this hurts you, but you both knew it was
unavoidable. Nodding once, he continues on, filling you up to the brink. When
he’s fully seated within your heat, you both let out long sighs, just savoring
the feeling of being joined as one.
After a few moments, the unexpected shift of your hips makes
Ushijima gasp; the friction this deep is amazing!
“Please, Toshi, you can move now,” you implore.
He doesn’t waste a moment, drawing back before pushing back
in, slowly at first both to let you get used to the feel of him and also so he
doesn’t come right away, though he’s sure he won’t last much longer than he
has.
Your arms wrap around his broad shoulders, pulling him down
further to touch your chests together.
“Toshi, I won’t break, I want to feel all of you,” you say looking in his eyes.
He kisses you then, tugging your lower lip into his mouth and sucking firmly.
His thrusts come a little harder, a little faster and when you scratch his back
with the blunt of your nails he groans into your mouth.
“_____, I…I love you,” he says, voice thick with emotion.
“I love you too, Tosh,” you reply then kiss him hard.
Ushijima feels your inner walls clench him tightly, almost
stealing his breath. He grunts once, thrusts becoming a bit more erratic as he
nears his peak. With one last hard shove, he comes apart, spilling into the
condom and moaning into your neck. When he lifts his head to look at you, he
finds a sweet smile on your face.
Then realization dawns on him. “Did you…did you get to..” he
trails off, embarrassed despite still being buried within you.
After a second’s hesitation, you shake your head no but before
he can bemoan his failure your lips are back on his mouth. You pull away just
enough to say, “We have the whole night, not everything has to be or will be
perfect. Other than, of course, the fact that I’m doing this with you.”
He allows a small smile to grace his lips at your words,
touching your face tenderly before kissing you again. He slides out and off of
you to dispose of the condom, eager to return the pleasure you provided him.
It makes for a long night, but neither of you care because you’re
here, together, showing your love in new and exciting ways.
And there’s nowhere else you’d rather be.
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