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“Fucking look at you. What would your boyfriend think if he could see you right now?” Shinsou’s voice wrapped around him, sending shivers down his spine. That guys voice was unfair, how we he supposed to cope? Kaminari opened his mouth to respond but nothing would come out. Words seemed impossible right now. Fingers slid into his hair, tightening as his head was yanked up. A moan slipped past his lips. Dazed, he tried to focus on Shinsou’s face. “Well? I expect an answer.” Feeling the ache starting to set in on his knees, he shifted his weight, enjoying the additional pressure it added to Shinsou’s grip.
“Love it,” Kaminari managed to get the words out, resisting the temptation to reach out and touch the boy in front of him. He’d already been allowed to come once so far, which meant that now it was Shinsou’s turn. It had seemed like a fair deal an hour ago when he’d dragged his classmate up to his room, begging him to skip dinner. All he’d been thinking about was getting off. Now he was hard again and desperate for stimulation.
“You think he’d love seeing you on your knees for me?” The hold on his hair loosened, fingers dropping to cup the side of his face. Leaning into the touch, he let some of the tension fall from his shoulders. As long as he was being touched he could cope with the painfully slow pace. “Collar tight around your neck.” He said it as if to remind him it was there. Everytime he swallowed, every time he moved even a millimeter, he could feel the leather flush against his skin. “Or do you mean you love it?”
“I love it.” There wasn’t any question to that. “We. It can be both?”
“It could be,” Shinsou said, humming in agreement. “You look delectable. I want to wreck you.”
“Please yes, anything.” He would beg till he was blue in the face if it would get Shinsou to do something. Anything. Touch him, fuck him, anything. He wasn’t even fully undressed yet. Kaminari was completely naked, save his collar; yet Shinsou stood in front of him with his trousers hanging open and shirt askew. Somehow it made the whole thing even more unbearable. He couldn’t even enjoy the view. Although the strip of skin not covered by his shirt was certainly enticing.
“You’re always so eager to beg.” As if rewarding him for it, Shinsou bent down to give him a kiss. Too hard and fast for Kaminari to be able to reciprocate. “Always so loud. Maybe I should gag you now that everyone will be returning from dinner. You wouldn’t want them all to know how desperate you are for cock would you?”
He knew exactly what to say to get him going. If someone had told him just a few months ago that Shinsou had such a dirty mouth and had, on one memorable occasion, made Kaminari come with his words alone he would have called them crazy. Yet here they were.
“You wouldn't. You want to show me off,” Kaminari said, laughing at the look Shinsou gave him. They did like to dabble with the gags they'd ordered online but that wasn't what today was about. As turned on as the thought of being caught made them, it was something they hadn't actually experienced yet. Intentional or otherwise.
“So damn mouthy.” With a disappointed shake of his head he nudged his trousers down till his cock was on display. “Get on the bed.” Scrambling to do as he was told, he crawled the few steps to get to his bed and rolled up onto it. Positioning himself on his back he let his legs fall to the side, leaning up on his elbows to watch Shinsou watching him. “What are you doing? We're going to put that mouth of yours to work before it gets you in trouble.” Was it bad that he was almost as excited to suck him off as he was to get fucked? Pushing himself into a upright position he scooted to the edge of the bed.
“Better?” he snarked, resisting the urge to blow a raspberry. Leaning forward he hooked his fingers into the belt loops of Shinsou's trousers, yanking him into the space between his legs. Shinsou's hand landed on his shoulder to steady himself. Taking advantage of him being distracted, Kaminari moved in, licking a strip up the underside of his cock before swallowing the whole length down. Triumph filled him when Shinsou yelled out, hand on his shoulder tightening.
Pulling back he wrapped his hand around the bottom half of the cock, giving a squeeze before starting to stroke slowly. Lips still wrapped around the tip, he bobbed up and down, applying just enough suction to drive Shinsou wild but not give him any relief. Running his tongue along the slit, he drank in the sighs and groans coming from above him.
“No teasing,” Shinsou said trying and failing to sound stern. Hand settling on the back of his head, Kaminari tightened his lips as Shinsou gave a few shallow thrusts. Letting go of Shinsou's girth he let his fingers travel lower, finding the soft skin behind his balls. His fingers made a circle once, then twice before with a curse Shinsou was pushing him off his dick and back onto the bed. “Fuck fine, have it your way.” Needing no more encouragement, he scrambled around till he was on his knees, accidentally kicking Shinsou a few times in the process.
“Whoops, sorry.” Glancing back over his shoulder Kaminari gave him a grin, getting an eye roll and a swift smack to his backside in response. “No fair! I apologized.” That earned him another smack on the other cheek.
“Are you telling me you don't like it?” Shinsou asked, bringing his hand down again to watch the smooth skin in front of him turn pink.
“Well I'm not saying
that
,” Kaminari relented, arching his back with a moan when another spank landed. A hand traced it's way down his spine, sending tremors through him.
“You're irresistible like this,” admiration leaked out of every word and Kaminari could feel heat running up his face.
“Then do something about it.” No sooner were the words out his mouth than a finger was circling his rim before being pushed in. Clenching out of reflex, Shinsou lazily dragged it in and out, giving Kaminari little to no friction. Whining, he tried to push back for more.
“Do what?” Shinsou asked, for all the world sounding as if he wasn't currently finger fucking him. Waiting till Shinsou pulled out again, he twisted, grabbing the offending arm and yanking him down onto the bed beside him. Before he had a chance to react Kaminari swung a leg over his wait so he was straddling him.
“Let me ride you,” Kaminari gasped out, hand between his legs to hold Shinsou's dick steady as he slowly sank down on it, giving him no say in the matter.
“Fucking cheater,” Shinsou laughed breathlessly. With a sharp thrust he nearly upended Kaminari, forcing him to catch himself on the chest in front of him. As if needed an excuse to get him hands on him. Leaning his weight forward, he rocked up and back down quickly, nearly crying at the sensation of being filled completely. Groaning he set a brutal pace, slowly down occasionally to circle his hips, feeling every inch of Shinsou inside him. He hadn't been at it for long before his thighs started screaming at him, having ridden his classmate for a good twenty minutes earlier, on top of all the training they'd done that morning.
“Back on your hands and knees,” Shinsou said, dislodging him before rolling them, maybe sensing that his legs were tiring. “Your boyfriend should be back soon, we want him to get the best view when he walks in.” Or that. It just seemed so wrong when he said it like that. Propping himself up Shinsou allowed barely any room for him to move. Tucking in his limbs he managed to wiggle around onto him front and when he pushed himself up, every inch of skin was in contact with Shinsou’s clothes.
He didn't have long to wait before Shinsou was sliding back into him, the force of it sending him forward into the bed. Parting him knees further he let his shoulders drop down, readjusting till Shinsou was hitting his sweet spot. He was so close to coming, his dick was leaking all over the bed and he felt like his was going to explode. All his muscles started to tighten in anticipation.
“Don't you dare,” Shinsou warned, breath coming in short pants as he sped up, close himself. “You need to-” Voices echoed from the hallway outside the door and he stopped talking, listening intently for the voice he wanted. Hearing it he straightened, using Kaminari's collar to pull him upright, fully on display for anyone that walked through the door. A hand planted on his hip and another snaked around, firmly gripping his neck and the bottom of his jaw. A small nudge made sure that he was looking directly at the door and he couldn’t help but reach down and start to stroke himself, excitement surging. Grasping desperately at Shinsou’s hand on his hip, his heart nearly leapt out of his throat when the door started to swing open.
Sero had his back turned, shouting something down the hall that Kaminari couldn’t understand. Anticipation had him holding his breath, he couldn’t hear over the blood pounding in his ears. The door was cracked open. Anyone could walk by and peek inside. He felt Shinsou shift behind him and then teeth were sinking into his neck. With a cut off yell he was coming all over the sheets in front of him.
Vaguely, as if seeing it through water, he was aware of Sero whipping around, eyes going wide. Stepping into the room he quickly slammed the door shut, preventing anyone else from coming to investigate. Shinsou stiffened behind him, following his lead with a low groan.
“What the fuck,” Sero practically yelled, taking a few steps forward before stopping. Letting out a hiss between his teeth, Shinsou slowly pulled out of him, falling back onto the bed. Slumping down, Kaminari tried to clear the cotton that was residing in his head. Truly blissed out.
“Sorry?” Kaminari tried, not even sounding believable to himself.
“You said you were going to wait for me. I knew something was up when both of you were missing from dinner.” He sounded put out but never the less he closed the distance between them and pushed a few strands of hair from his face. Leaning into the touch, Kaminari could feel his dick valiantly trying to get it up again. Just Sero’s presence had his heart starting to speed up again, they always had a particularly special energy when all three of them managed to get together.
“I was just warming him up for you,” Shinsou said. “You’re welcome.”
“He looks exhausted.” Crossing his arms, he stared down at the two of them and damn why was it so arousing for them to get scolded.
“He’s lying right here.” Unable to keep the slight pout out of his voice, Kaminari crossed his arm when they kept talking around him.
“Give him five minutes.” Pulling himself up the bed, Shinsou slumped against the wall, watching intently as if waiting for something.
“Well if you’re going to act like I’m not here,” Kaminari said, clambering off the bed on slightly shaky legs. He hadn’t even made it a step before Sero was grabbing him around the waist, dragging him into a slow and thorough kiss.
“I can taste Shinsou on you,” Sero muttered against his lips, hands running over his skin, causing him to erupt in goosebumps. “Delicious.”
“He really is,” Kaminari agreed, starting to kiss his way along Sero’s jawline.
“I want to taste more of him.” Well he wasn’t about to argue with that. Going back in for another kiss he revelled in the sensation, knowing that Shinsou was watching them. “Not like that.” Sero clarified when they broke apart, fingers coming down to play with his ass. It took a few seconds for his brain to get with the program but once it did he was well and truly hard again. Fuck.
“Told you,” Shinsou chimed in and Kaminari could feel the weight of his eyes on them.
“So needy.”
“Luckily I have you two,” Kaminari said, well aware of how lucky he was. Stealing a kiss he backed up to the bed again. Sitting, careful to avoid the wet spot he’d made earlier, he spread his legs and crooked a finger at Sero, who was stripping out of his clothes at record speed. “Now come get a taste.”