“Cute,” Reno said and ran a hand through Luka’s hair before backing away to tear open a condom foil. Soon he was straddling Luka’s legs again, pushing his cock between his thighs, making a breathless noise as he rubbed against Luka. Everything was so wet and hot, Luka and Reno moaned together, Reno pushing himself into the crease of Luka’s thighs while grabbing at his ass.
Luka was about to turn and tell Reno to stop teasing him when the tip of Reno’s cock pressed against his ass and Luka gasped. He shuddered as Reno pressed, and even after his fingers, the head stretched him in ways he loved to hurt. It felt endless, how Reno achingly slid into him, easing in then out, gentle, until his hips were pressed against Luka.
It was a struggle to breathe for a moment, shivering as Reno ran a hand comfortingly over his back. When he leaned forward to kiss between Luka’s shoulder blades, the shift of his cock inside Luka was enough to make him take a sharp inhale. Luka couldn’t think, could only feel how deep Reno pressed into him, how impossible he was to take, how much Luka wanted it anyway.
Reno sat up, trailing his hands down Luka’s back before grinding against Luka gently. When Luka relaxed into it, Reno slid out partway and rolled his hips back into Luka’s body with a low moan in his chest. He mumbled something Luka missed before pushing into Luka, taking his time with his thrusts, his hand pressing down on Luka’s back, pinning him against the mattress.
When Luka’s moans turned low and soft, Reno put his other hand onto Luka’s back and sank his weight onto him, slamming his hips against Luka, making him cry out in surprise. Reno grunted, thrust again, then set a relentless pace, the slap oftheir bodies as loud as the noises he drew from Luka. Luka felt perfectly smothered by Reno, with all of his force keeping Luka from budging. He started to float from it as he surrendered, letting Reno use him in this way, and his eyes drifted closed, enjoying the feeling of Reno inside of him, on top of him, pressuring him down deeper into the mattress. He loved the way Reno bent down over him and nipped at his ear, breathing heavily and hot against his neck.
Reno wrapped an arm around Luka’s chest, forcing his body flush against Reno’s. His fingers splayed wide against his collarbone as he pulled Luka up to meet him, and Luka turned his head to the side, immediately meeting Reno’s lips in an open kiss.
Reno’s tongue was as insatiable as his cock with how it pushed into Luka’s mouth, stealing his breath away. He licked into him, catching his tongue ring, and Luka could feel spit pooling at the corners of his lips. Reno stole that too, swallowing it with a hum as his hips ground down against Luka. He bit Luka’s cheek, making him gasp, then pushed up and away, propping himself back onto his hands, wrapping them around the back of Luka’s ribcage.
Luka buried his face in the sheets, arching his back to meet Reno, who swore breathlessly. Reno hit so deep with every thrust and grabbed so tightly around Luka’s ribs, it made it hard to breathe, and Luka took in sharp, shallow breaths. He pushed against Reno, encouraging him even deeper, feeling dizzy and euphoric. His head was so heavy against the bed and his hands grasped the sheets in a feeble attempt to stay grounded. Reno made a choked noise and thrust faster, pulling Luka towards him each time their hips connected, and he cried out, followed by a long moan as he ground his body into Luka.
Luka felt him shake, then throb as he came. He pulled out and tore the condom off to release over Luka’s back, takinghimself in hand with another low moan. He panted over Luka for a moment, then reached to the side and tore open another and slid it over his cock with a sharp hiss, then plunged back into Luka’s body.
He groaned, and Luka felt him twitch inside of him. He looked over his shoulder at Reno, who was disheveled, sweat dripping down his temples and his ears tinged red. He was still panting as he ran his hand through his cum on Luka’s back then stuck his fingers in Luka’s mouth.
They gasped together, Luka licking Reno’s fingers clean as he felt Reno twitch again. His eyes fluttered closed as Reno pressed his fingers against his tongue, craving having Reno’s taste, having him inside his body, having him at all.
Reno carefully moved, his hand sliding from Luka’s mouth as he leaned back onto his knees and gently slid inside Luka’s body. Luka could feel him quickly growing hard again and marveled at Reno’s body; it seemed impossible that a man could be built to complement his tastes so well, but Reno was already picking up his pace, sounding like he was enjoying this just as much as Luka. He was so sweet as he slid in and out of Luka, with his hands roaming over Luka’s body, smearing the mess there, trailing through sweat and leaving lines with his sharp index finger nail.
He traced patterns over Luka, leaving chills and prickling behind before sliding out of Luka to fist over himself.
“On your back," he said, and Luka, finding himself surprisingly weak, forced himself to turn over. Once he’d settled, Reno tapped him, urging him to lift his hips, and placed a pillow under Luka. He slotted himself between Luka’s legs and pressed back into him, taking his time, teasing Luka’s arousal, pinching and rolling it between his fingers. He started to move again, and Luka watched through half-lidded eyes as Reno put all his attention on Luka’s body. He had a lip between his teeth and hisgaze stayed fixated on his own teasing fingers, watching what he did to Luka, how wet and hot he’d made Luka. The sheer force of the unwavering focus directed to Luka’s pleasure had him reeling, trying to hold back his approaching orgasm from coming too fast.
The way Reno rolled his body to fuck Luka was sinful. He kept his hand on Luka, who watched light dance off of each slope of Reno’s sweat-slick torso as he worked to bring Luka to the edge. The way he moved, the face he made, the concentration, was so similar to his performances on stage that it startled Luka.
In interviews through the years, Reno had always been clear that he loved music and playing his instrument more than anything in the world. Yet here he was, treating Luka with the same level of attention and care.
Luka came with the realization, unable to hold it back anymore as he choked, pleasure crashing over his body and out of him in waves. He cried Reno’s name and clenched around him, thighs clamping around Reno’s body, trapping him in place as Luka shook. He had to reach down and still Reno’s hand, holding it against him as he throbbed, trembling. Reno moaned with him, hips twitching with the need to dive into Luka’s tight heat.
When Luka took in a long breath and released his hold on Reno, he pulled out of his body, jerked his cock with the hand not still pressed against Luka until he came. He coated Luka, leaving trails from the hip to collarbone as he came with a low noise in his throat. He kept one hand on himself and one on Luka until he winced from sensitivity and flicked his hand away from himself, shaking it out. He gently ran his fingers through Luka’s wetness, making him flinch too, so he muttered an apology and rubbed his hand over Luka’s thigh instead.
He kissed the side of Luka’s knee, just like the last time they were together, and Luka wanted that moment of kindness over and over.
“Stay here," Reno said. “I’ll draw a bath.”
“I don’t think I can walk, anyway,” Luka replied, making Reno smile fondly and place another kiss on the inside of his knee. He gingerly got off the bed, testing the steadiness of his legs with a slight wobble before collecting his trash on the way to toss it out in the bathroom.
Reno closed the bathroom door behind him and Luka pulled the pillow out from under his hips. He stared at the ceiling, breathing, feeling a multitude of things crashing down all at once and opting to try not to think at all. He had mostly succeeded by the time Reno returned, his hair looking noticeably more put together and the sweat wiped from his face, but when he saw Luka, he tilted his head and his eyes went wide.
“Is everything alright?”
Luka realized two things.
One: he was not as good as he thought at keeping his feelings from showing on his face.
Two: Reno always asked if he was okay after they slept together, which was so sweet it almost hurt.
“Yeah," Luka said, not wanting to get into anything but the bathtub and Reno’s arms. “Good.”
Reno gazed at him, eyes searching, and then relented. “Need help walking?”
Luka flushed. “No.” He peeled himself away from the sheets and was mildly horrified at the mess they had left behind. “Did you make me bleed?”
Reno raised an eyebrow and checked his nails. His eyes widened. “Yes. Turn around.”
