Luka rubbed his spit-slick thumb against Reno’s knee. “Tell me when you want me to move.”
“Stay still for a while. Let me ride you.”
Luka had to take in a sharp breath to prepare himself for the incoming sight that would be Reno bouncing on his cock.
“Yeah, okay.”
God, he sounded stupid, but he couldn’t do better when Reno planted his feet firmly on the bed, put his hands behind him on Luka’s shins, and gave Luka a full view of where they were joined together.
The noise Luka made was almost embarrassing, but he wouldn’t take it back for a moment. Reno was so stretched out, his thighs so strong and smooth, and his cock resting heavy on his stomach as he leaned back. When Reno sank down and ground his hips, Luka could see where his cock pressed from the inside, making a bulge at Reno’s lower abdomen, and it was so lewd that Luka’s hands immediately started shaking.
Reno’s lips parted, moaning Luka’s name, and he mumbled, “You feel so good," before starting to move properly. He was slower about it than when he fucked Luka, letting every inch slide in then out, unrushed, like Reno wanted to treasure every bit of it. He moved like he wanted to memorize the feeling of Luka inside of him, angling his hips so it would press so firmly with every thrust that Luka swore he could see it moving below his belly button.
Luka ran his hands along Reno’s feet, then his shins, rubbing circles into his calves as Reno lost himself, using Luka to chase his own pleasure. He’d thrown his head back, his long hair brushing against Luka’s legs, and the noises he made were likenone he’d heard from Reno before. They were lighter, reedier, breathier, like every time he pressed Luka into his body, it pushed his moans and gasps higher into his throat.
Sweat was gathering on Reno’s torso and thighs and Luka ran a hand through it before wrapping his fingers around Reno’s cock. Reno’s hips faltered the moment Luka touched him, and he let out a whimper as he started pushing his body up into Luka’s fist. Reno’s eyes were unfocused, his brows high on his forehead, his cheeks flushed, and when he lost his rhythm to spill thick, hot ropes of cum over Luka’s chest, his thighs shook from it.
Reno stilled—his body flush with Luka’s hips, with the cock so deep in him Luka knew it had to hurt—looking so pleased with himself that when he sluggishly reached up to take Luka’s hand away, Luka let him.
Reno braced himself, lifting his body away from Luka to drop to the side dramatically with a loud sigh. Luka followed him until he was hovering over Reno, his hands bracing his weight on either side of Reno’s blissed-out face, before leaning down just enough to kiss him.
Reno moaned into it, sounding soft and content, and as his lips parted to bring Luka’s tongue into his mouth, he wrapped his legs around Luka’s hips and caged him in place.
“I’m not done with you,” Luka said, feeling breathless against Reno’s lips. “I know you can take more of me.”
Reno lifted his arms to wrap around Luka’s neck, tugged on Luka’s braid for a moment with a pleased laugh, and agreed, “You know me so well.”
“I’m trying to.” Luka kissed him again, the plushness of Reno’s lips so familiar by now it felt like he’d always had them for himself. After a light nip to Reno’s lower lip, he sat back, fully parted Reno’s legs, and tried not to faint from the view.
How anyone's body could be so perfect, Luka couldn’t understand.
He snapped the lube bottle open to coat his hand, then ran it along Reno’s luscious thighs, between his legs, and slid two fingers into Reno’s body, making him gasp. Reno was pliant, hot, and greedy and his body opened for Luka easily. Reno’s legs dropped to the side, his breathing low and relaxed as he melted into the bed with a moan caught in his chest.
Luka pushed a third, then a fourth finger in, and marveled at how Reno took him to the knuckle. It was so hot inside his body, Luka’s head spun from it as his palm slipped inside and his thumb rested flush against Reno’s skin. Luka pressed his thumb there, above Reno’s entrance, and Reno breathed through it, encouraging Luka with small pleas of “Yes,yes?—”
He pulled his hand out to the fingertips, and the squelch Reno’s body made had Luka biting his lower lip with a groan. He pushed in, the feeling of Reno’s entrance cinching around his knuckles and the sudden, loud cry of pleasure Reno made lighting something new in his gut.
Renotrustedhim with this. As Luka brought one of Reno’s legs over his shoulder and kissed the inside of his knee, he tried to angle his hand to curl his fingers, to make Reno whimper louder, to make him beg for more. Luka still couldn’t believe that he got to do this, to draw these noises out of Reno, to plunge his fingers into his needy body until he came from it.
Reno’s hand found Luka’s wrist to still him when he did—his body jerking from his third, quick orgasm of the night—and he clenched tight around Luka’s knuckles. Luka watched Reno come with his cock untouched, and it was so erotic he’d never forget the sight of Reno’s cum glistening on his stomach or the feeling of Reno’s entrance squeezing tightly around his knuckles.
When Reno released Luka’s hand, he pulled out, stretching his fingers before running them over Reno’s gorgeous, sticky cock. Reno protested uselessly before becoming boneless in bed,his hair a sweaty mess sprawled on the pillow around him, and his hands open and relaxed by his side.
Luka stroked his fingers through everything sinking towards Reno’s belly button, and brought it to Reno’s entrance to gently push it back into his body. Reno hissed, going tense for a moment before he breathed out, relaxing into the feeling of only a single finger inside of him.
“You’re relentless," Reno mumbled, throwing an arm over his face and accepting that Luka wasn’t done with him. Luka smiled, drinking in how cute Reno was, hiding his face, and Luka felt devious that he’d managed to overwhelm Reno even a little. There was somethingfunabout watching Reno melt down into a puddle like this. It was exhilarating to see someone so in control of himself all the time start to shake from overstimulation, to break down until he was raw.
Luka brought his cock to Reno’s entrance and teased it, watching as Reno clenched and then relaxed when the head swiped against sensitive flesh. Reno lifted his arm just enough to give Luka a heavy look, then shifted, ever so slightly, so his hips tilted up insilent permission for Luka to do as he pleased.
He asked anyway, “Do you want me?”
Reno bit his lip and nodded, and Luka briefly pinched the inside of Reno’s thigh.
“You have to say it.”
Reno let out a timid laugh. “I do.” His arm was now on his forehead so that he could peer down at Luka, and the expression on his face was so soft, fond, and open that it would be shocking if it were anyone but Reno making that face. “Please," he said, before closing his eyes again and letting his arm slide down to cover them.
Luka lined himself up and pushed until the tip was inside of Reno, listening to him breathe, listening to his name fall from Reno’s lips. He paused, reached up to pull Reno’s arm away,then grabbed Reno by the jaw, tilting his face to make him look at Luka, before pushing the rest of the way in.
