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The night turned even colder as the sun fell. It was a miracle that the apartment didn’t have icicles growing on the corners of anything that stood.
But the two inhabitants laying in each other’s arms, covered in a number of blankets, were warm.
Some could say that it was the body heat that the two shared, some could say that it was the blankets, and a select few would say that it was the love flowing between them that kept not only their bodies warm, but their hearts as well.
The laptop sat abandoned on the nightstand, but their voices traveled through the air, soft and content.
“I’m excited to watch the upcoming tourney.” Illumina said, facing the ceiling while the steady beat of Fruit’s heart pulsed under his head.
“It’s with Feinberg and K4yfour, right?” Fruit asked, also remembering the Speedrunning tourney that happened ever-so-often, and most of the time involving his friends, aka the members of HBG.
“Yep. Two of the best.” Illumina sighed happily, “I’m excited to see how it’ll play out.”
“If we’re betting, my money’s on K4yfour. They have the brain to beat Fein, and hopefully Fein won’t make stupid ass mistakes.” Illumina snorted.
While he liked watching the tourneys, it often caused him a lot of anxiety to actually compete in them, unless it was with Fruit, of course. Fruit was floaty and always had this cool, calming aura that only doubled off-camera.
Though, he thought that betting on the tourneys were stupid. Either Speedrunner could fail at something small and mess up their whole Run. It’s extremely unpredictable.
“Do you think you’ll enter a tourney any time soon?” Fruit asked, reaching up to card a hand through Illumina’s hair, twirling it around his finger idly.
“Hm… maybe. It’ll be a bit though, I’m kinda out of practice.” Fruit snorted and flicked the other man’s forehead.
“’Out of practice’ my ass.” Illumina sat up and turned to face Fruit.
“Have you seen my recent Runs? 25:30, 24:54, and 22:58. Those were the only ones sub-28.” Illumina frowned. Fruit raised an eyebrow.
“So?” Illumina’s eyes narrowed and Fruit’s grin turned feline. A grin that Illumina know means trouble.
“So, I’m literally out of practice.” He said, poking Fruit in the ribs. This made the other giggle and squirm away from his touch.
“So?” Fruit repeated, exaggerating it largely and sitting up to get in Illumina’s face, a glare on his face, though his mouth was pulled into a smirk. “It doesn’t matter.” Illumina huffed and decided to give Fruit a small peck on the lips. Just because he could.
“It does if I want to get into a tourney.” Fruit’s smirk dropped and was replaced by a frown.
“Baby, please. I got into a tourney, and have you seen me run?”
Truthfully, Illumina tried to focus on what all Fruit had said, but his brain short-circuited at the way he had said baby. A shiver zipped down his spine and his lips darted down to Fruit’s lips that quirked up into a smirk once again.
“Aww, that’s cute. You like it when I call you that?” Illumina glared up at Fruit, though with how Illumina glares, it looked more like a kicked puppy. Fruit laughed and pulled Illumina into a lingering kiss before whispering onto his lips,
“Don’t worry, that’s all I’ll be calling you tonight.” Illumina’s eyes fluttered open and were instantly met with half-lidded hazel ones that swirled with lust.
His cheeks heated up at the words and he had to look away. He let out a shaky breath as a kiss was pressed to the side of his neck and his hands instantly found Fruit’s hair.
Then a hand was on the small of his back and he was slowly being lowered into the sheets. His heart pounded hard in his chest, blood rushing in his ears.
He felt teeth nip and pull at small spots on his neck, a tongue smoothing over the hurt afterwards. Then as Fruit nipped the sensitive spot below his ear, he whined and the grip in Fruit’s hair tightened.
The other responded by smoothing his tongue over it and then placing his lips over the smooth skin, taking it into his mouth and sucking on it gently, nibbling it and pressing his tongue down. Illumina let out a pleased, quiet moan, nails scratching gently at Fruit’s scalp as he continued to suck hickeys onto his neck.
It was nice. They had never usually gone to leaving more than one, small mark on the other. But as Fruit trailed his lips across his neck, occasionally sucking and pulling with his teeth, he wasn’t scared by it. In fact, he wanted it to continue. He wanted to wake up in the morning, covered in Fruit’s marks, showing physical evidence of their love.
He wanted his skin to be dotted in mulberry and wine splotches and whenever Fruit saw them on his skin, he would be reminded of what happened and come over and kiss him. Again, domestic, but not scary.
A hand then trailed up under his shirt, the other sliding down to trace the back of his thigh, making Illumina let out a stuttering breath. Then, the lips on his neck disappeared, the skin beneath them fizzed and buzzed.
He turned his head to look at Fruit, to find the boy looking down at him with a small smile.
“You okay with this?” he asked quietly, uncertainty clear in his voice. Illumina felt his heart melt through the cracks in his ribs.
“Yes,” he said, “I’m okay with anything as long as I’m with you.” The hand on the back of his thigh then pinched him, making him gasp.
“Don’t use my own words against me.” Fruit said with a false glare, though a coy smile tugged at his lips. Illumina laughed and pulled his head down for another kiss.
The kiss started out gentle, but soon turned to more heated. Illumina nipped at Fruit’s bottom lip, but the other kept his teeth clamped. He could feel the smirk growing on the other. Illumina growled and decided to do it the hard way.
He slipped one hand under Fruit’s shirt while one stayed in his hair. And at the same time, Illumina brushed a thumb over one of Fruit’s nipples and tugged harshly on his hair. The caramel-haired boy let out a gasp, his mouth falling open, and Illumina took the chance to shove his tongue into his mouth.
A battle for dominance ensued, each trying to gain a one-up on the other. Fruit shoved him down into the bed once again, scraping his teeth over Illumina’s tongue making the other let out a groan. The hand that was under Fruit’s shirt slid over his ribs in a teasingly slow manner and the other shuddered multiple times.
But, they eventually pulled away, trying to get oxygen back in their lungs. They locked eyes and Illumina smiled. Fruit’s brows furrowed and his cheeks flushed even more, he averted his eyes and Illumina laughed.
“You’re so cute.” He said, voice smooth. Fruit glanced back to him and pinched his thigh once again. Illumina let out another yelp and Fruit smirked.
The hand on his thigh slid down, caressing the back before his thumb gently traced the inside, staying more in the middle, but they kept sliding farther down, closer to the apex of his thighs.
Illumina’s body buzzed with anticipation, and he keened a quiet whine. To his displeasure, Fruit responded by sliding his hand all the way back up to the crease of his knee.
Illumina glared up at him with labored breaths. Fruit leaned down and pressed a kiss to his cheek, then his nose, then his forehead, smoothing over the crease in his brows and making him relax in the slightest. The he leaned down to press a soft kiss to his lips.
Illumina savored the gentleness, savored the way that Fruit took care of him. He wanted to thank him in one of the best ways he knew.
“Hey,” Fruit leaned away and looked at him with still-lust-clouded hazel eyes, “lay down on your back for me?” Illumina asked and Fruit’s eyes widened, peeling himself off of Illumina’s frame hesitantly and laying down on his back, his head against the pillows.
Illumina smiled and sat between Fruit’s legs; Fruit tensed. Illumina glanced down to see the younger half-hard in his jeans from this morning. But he quickly glanced back up to see Fruit’s face contorted into one of stress and anticipation.
“You okay?” Illumina asked and Fruit nodded stiffly.
“I just…” Illumina waited patiently, drawing shapes into Fruit’s thighs that rested on either side of him. “I’ve never done it with a guy before, and- and it’s you and I don’t want to fuck it up—”
“Hey, hey, look at me.” Illumina leaned forward and laid a hand on Fruit’s cheek, caressing his cheekbone with his thumb. “It’s okay. I promise it’s okay. Do you want me to lead the way?” Fruit nodded.
And Illumina pressed a kiss to his lips before pulling away and then realization struck him.
“Oh- wait. Did you think I was going to fuck you?” he said with a small laugh, looking up at Fruit.
“You- You weren’t? I thought—"
Illumina laughed and squeezed Fruit’s thighs. The other squirmed and Illumina quickly explained.
“I was going to suck you off. I didn’t plan on fucking you tonight.” He said with half-lidded eyes and a sensual smile. Fruit flushed even more and tilted his head back.
“Well, that’s embarrassing.” He sighed, “Now I’m going to have to move to France, take on the name Franciés and sell baguettes on the street.” Illumina laughed and slid Fruit’s shirt up, pressing a kiss to his navel.
“You’re not going anywhere. At least until after I’m done with you.” He smirked and looked up, sending a wink to Fruit. The other pursed his lips and mumbled something under his breath—something that sounded like a curse—but Illumina ignored it.
His fingers came down to unbutton Fruit’s jeans, slowly sliding the zipper down, all while remaining eye-contact with the man above him. Fruit squirmed under his touch, bucking his hips up slightly as Illumina’s hands brushed against his boxers. He stifled a gasp as his jeans were pulled down to his knees, exposing half of his thighs to the cool atmosphere of the room.
Illumina simply looked him up and down for a moment, eyes raking over his half-exposed body. Then he took the time to slide his pants down to his ankles, shifting around until he got them off and threw them onto the floor.
He decided to take his own shirt and hoodie off, throwing them to the ground as well. Fruit’s eyes traveled down his exposed chest, down to his own half-hardness and Fruit shuddered in anticipation.
He leaned down, scooting back a bit as to not crane his back too much, and pressed his mouth the Fruit’s thighs, leaving opened-mouth kisses on the innermost part. Fruit tipped his head back into the pillows, mouth hanging opened as small noises slipped past.
Illumina bit down gently on a certain part and Fruit’s hips lifted off the bed slightly, a small moan gracing Illumina’s ears.
“So pretty.” He mumbled, and Fruit whimpered.
Illumina continued this action until he moved to the other thigh, leaving red marks and teeth imprints in his wake. Soon enough, after the teasing, Fruit tipped his head back even more.
“Illumina.” He breathed out, voice strained and breathless. The older felt his gut coil in flame at they way his name was spoken.
He pressed a particularly harsh bite onto Fruit’s inner thigh and the younger keened “Baby, please.”
Illumina looked up at Fruit, eyes wide in surprise and fully filled with lust. He felt the tightness in his pants grow at Fruit’s breathy words and pleas. Practically begging him to do something.
“You sound so pretty. So good for me.” He whispered, loud enough for Fruit to hear. The other let out a gritted moan through his teeth.
Illumina leaned down and laid his lips on Fruit through his boxers. The other choked out a groan and Illumina gripped his hip with a hand. Just for precaution until Illumina was accustomed.
He pressed small kisses to him through the fabric, Fruit’s panting encouraging him.
Then he hooked his fingers under the waistband of the boxers, looking up to Fruit. The caramel-haired boy looked down with glossy eyes, nodding and lifting his hips.
“Please.” He tacked on, and who was Illumina to say no? He slipped the clothing item off, down to his ankles and then completely off.
He looked up and felt the realization smack him in the face at the beauty of Fruit spread out before him.
All the dreams, all of the times he imagined it could have never added up to this moment. Fruit was beautiful, most of his body on display and all for Illumina.
He was snapped out of his thoughts by Fruit whining and trying to pull his thighs together, an elbow coming up to drape across his face, covering himself from Illumina’s eyes.
“You’re so beautiful. You look so pretty for me.” He said, slipping his hands onto Fruit’s thighs and spreading them, His thumbs rubbing comforting circles onto the hickeys that dotted them.
“Look at me, love.” The pet name slipped out without a thought, like it was natural. Fruit slowly uncovered his face, looking down to Illumina’s face. A reassuring smile was on his face.
“I love you; you know that right?” Fruit nodded immediately and one of the hands on his thighs came down to rest on his hip. “Good boy.” Illumina smiled, one that said he knew exactly what he was doing. Fruit tipped his head back once again and moaned, a shiver shooting down his spine.
Illumina smiled once again at Fruit’s reactiveness, but he leaned down, breathing his hot breath onto the tip of Fruit. The other let out a gasp at the action, biting into the back of his hand to try and hide his noises.
Illumina brought the hand that was on Fruit’s other thigh to grasp the base lightly, trailing his hand up slowly. He pressed a kiss to the tip, watching as Fruit shuddered and let out a muffled moan.
Instantly he stopped, peeling his hand and lips away. Fruit looked down at him nervously, but he just leaned forward, hovering over Fruit and pulled his hand away from his mouth, pressing it into the pillow under his head and locking their fingers together.
“Let me hear your pretty noises. You sound so beautiful.” He smiled and Fruit nodded. Still sensing the nervousness of the younger, he leaned down and kissed him. Gentle and reassuring. Fruit melted into it, some of that nervousness slipping away.
With that, Illumina settled back down, one hand gripping under Fruit’s thigh and lifting it up to where he could press soothing kisses into it, while the other wrapped around the base once again.
Fruit shuddered as he slowly dragged his hand back up, thumb rubbing the underside of it in a way that was soothing and teasing in the same.
A high-pitched moan sounded as he squeezed right under the tip, Fruit’s hips twitching upwards. Illumina noticed the shaking of Fruit’s legs now and he chuckled, giving the smooth flesh a finalizing hickey and bite before leaning down to wrap his lips around the head.
He slip his tongue over the slit gently and Fruit moaned again, his legs pressing into Illumina’s sides as if to try and hold him there. The sound shot straight to Illumina’s head and dick. He opened his jaw more and he took a breath through his nose before sliding down more.
Fruit’s breathing became even more ragged, and his hands gripped the pillow by his head.
“Fuck.” He whispered out as Illumina’s tongue was pushed against the underside of him. Illumina looked up through his lashes, wanting to see the beauty of the other, of whom he was wrapped around so delicately.
His breath caught in his throat, and he had to take another breath to steady himself.
Hazel eyes stared down at him, they were hazy and glossy and there was unshed tears that rested in them. Tears of pleasure that begged to roll down flushed red cheeks. Fruit’s chest was expanding, and his shoulder blades were pushed into the bed roughly as his back arched slightly.
But the way that those eyes looked down at him. Looking at him like he was the only one keeping the younger afloat in a vast sea of despair.
He gulped around Fruit’s dick, making the other let out a hiss and the grip on the pillows tightened.
“Illumina.” He moaned, begging, pleading for the other to move again. Illumina’s hand traced idle shapes into Fruit’s hips as he sunk lower, jaw aching slightly at the slight stretch.
Then, he felt Fruit hit the back of his throat and the other gasped as he groaned, sending vibrations down the other. It wasn’t even his full length. Illumina shuddered in anticipation. Fruit cursed as his legs trembled, but he didn’t buck his hips, letting Illumina get used to him.
Illumina sighed through his nose and pulled up slowly, Fruit whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut. The fire in both of their veins burned with an unruly heat as Illumina sunk down once again, this time taking more than he had before and suppressing a gag as he held his head steady.
He was glad that Fruit was able to suppress his urges, if his twitching hips was anything to go by. (Trust him, having another man thrust into your mouth before you were ready could be disastrous. Mostly for his throat.)
But he also felt that after he was ready, Fruit could fuck his throat however he’d like, and Illumina would be perfectly content to let him do so. The thought alone encouraged him to push down farther, Fruit pressing into the back of his throat in a way that made his head spin with delight.
Fruit let out a choked moan as Illumina sped up his motions, taking Fruit down to the base with ease after a few more slow bobs of his head. The younger could only imagine thrusting into that tight heat, making Illumina moan his name out in pleasure as tears rolled down his cheeks.
He let out a loud groan as Illumina hollowed his cheeks harder, and he thrusted up involuntarily. He wanted to quickly apologize, but Illumina moaned around his dick, suppressing a small gag. It sent vibrations down him and he shuddered in pleasure, bucking his hips once again, catching the back of Illumina’s throat in a way that made all rational thoughts leave him.
The grip Illumina had on his hip tightened and he looked down once again, Illumina pulled his mouth off of Fruit and looked up at him with half-lidded chocolate eyes. He held out a hand and Fruit placed his own in it. Illumina took Fruit’s hand and placed it on the back of his head.
“Don’t go too hard. My gag reflex is still kind of shitty.” He said, and his voice already sounded raspy, but right before he lowered himself back down onto Fruit’s dick, there was a tug at his hair, and he looked back up to meet hazel eyes.
“You sure?” A fond smile bloomed on his face, and he pressed a kiss to the tip of Fruit’s dick.
“Yes.” He said back and Fruit nodded, easing his head back down slowly.
Illumina wrapped his lips around Fruit once again and took him down to the hilt with ease. Fruit gave an experimental thrust of his hips and left both of them groaning out in pleasure. So, he pulled Illumina’s head back a bit and rolled his hips up, into the heat of Illumina’s mouth.
The tightness in Illumina’s pants became almost unbearable and he slipped an arm down to slowly grind against it, giving him some sort of friction that had him moaning down Fruit. The other responded with multiple slower thrusts before Illumina pushed his head down once again, urging Fruit to go deeper, faster.
He wanted to feel the soreness in his throat and jaw for weeks. Wanted Fruit to claim him and fuck his mouth with almost no mercy. And a part of him wanted Fruit to find release down his throat, but another part of him wanted to feel it in another place, wanted to be able to see exactly what he was doing to the other.
Fruit thrusted his hips up more sharply this time, and Illumina suppressed a wet gag, eyes rolling back into his head slightly at the pleasured moan it drew out of Fruit.
“Fuck- oh my god.” Fruit hissed, his dick touching the back of Illumina’s throat harshly once again.
“You feel so good. So- so good for me.” Fruit whispered out, followed by a whimper as Illumina hollowed his cheeks more confidently this time. The ache of his jaw became a distant thought as Fruit bucking his hips up into his awaiting mouth, swallowing him down to the hilt in tight heat as saliva and spit pooled in the corners of his mouth.
Then, his hair was being pulled up and Fruit was staring down at him with hungry eyes. Eyes that clearly expressed what they wanted. And that was to be inside Illumina, now.
The brunet got up, Fruit watching with a hawk’s intent as he stripped himself clean of the rest of his clothes, leaving him naked before Fruit.
“Do you have any lube or condoms?” Fruit nodded, turning to open the middle drawer of his nightstand and pulling out a gold-foiled condom and a small bottle of lube. Illumina smirked and took the small plastic bottle, about to open it when a hand gripped his wrist softly.
“Let me?” Fruit asked, and his eyes flickered with hopefulness and care. Adorable. Illumina smiled and handed Fruit the bottle and laid down on the bed, his knees bending as his feet hung off the edge.
Fruit got up and nestled himself between Illumina’s knees, pulling the latter towards the edge of the bed more and lifting up one of his knees. He made sure to coat his index and middle fingers in lube generously, rugging them together to warm them up. Illumina shivered in anticipation as Fruit stared down at him with hazy hazel eyes.
“You look so good right now.” He mumbled, leaning down to press a kiss to Illumina’s knee and run his hand along Illumina’s ribs, relishing in the pounding heartbeat underneath.
He trailed his slicked finger down across the underside of Illumina’s dick, across his underside and down to circle his rim in a half-teasing manner. Illumina’s body tensed at the feeling and Fruit leaned down to pepper his stomach and chest with kisses. He sucked small marks onto his chest and nipped at Illumina’s collarbones.
He pressed his first knuckle in, and Illumina’s face twisted a bit. Fruit moved his other hand down to wrap around Illumina, tracing the underside with his thumb. Illumina’s face contorted as he squeezed his eyes shut, mouth falling open.
Fruit couldn’t help the excitement and ecstasy flowing through his veins. He felt special. He felt like it was a sacred feeling, a sacred scene in which Illumina had given him so much of himself, so vulnerable and trustworthy. His heart practically soared through his head.
He pushed his finger down to the second knuckle. Illumina seemed to tense and untense around him, trying to even his breathing out. Fruit leaned down next to his ear, lowering his voice and speaking with care.
“There you go baby, relax, just like that. You’re doing so good for me.” Illumina let out a graceful, shuddering sigh and he seemed to melt into Fruit’s gentle touch.
“Good job. You’re doing so good, baby.” He kissed the sensitive spot right under Illumina’s ear, kissing the hickey that already lay there and Illumina whined in pleasure. Illumina gave a testing shift of his hips, and Fruit pushed his finger in, down to the hilt.
Illumina sucked in a shaky breath, tilting his head back more as he arched his back, his bare chest pressing against Fruit’s. A flush ran down his front turning it the shade of ripe strawberries and Fruit kissed down the center, his heartbeat steady against his lips.
He began to slowly pull his finger in and out of Illumina, the slow thrusts making Illumina squirm as he fought the urge to tighten around Fruit. His breathing came out ragged until cherry lips pressed against his and he was drawn in by the feeling of it.
A tongue drew a line against his lips and when he didn’t open immediately, a tug at his dick had him gasping out and Fruit slipped his tongue in; distracting him of the slight uncomfortableness of the beginning stretch of his finger and it thrust in and out of him gently.
Fruit blessed his mouth with his own, sucking on his lips and tongue until he was writhing in pleasure from the hand around him and the finger thrusting in and out of him, circling his rim occasionally.
When he ground his hips back, Fruit took the hint and slipped his middle finger in as well, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared more quickly this time, but Fruit still took his time.
His tongue flicking against the roof of his mouth as he pressed deep, his thumb brushing over the tip of his dick and Illumina let out a moan at the barrage of pleasure thrown his way. Fruit pulled away to hear his noises better and focus more on the movements of both of his hands, Illumina couldn’t say he was disappointed.
Fruit’s fingers were thicker than his and felt amazing as he began to slowly open them and close them, curling them in just the right ways until he brushed a spot that made Illumina’s back arch off the bed and a moan—louder and more high-pitched than the others—came tumbling out of him.
Fruit smirked at him from above and pressed into that spot and Illumina desperately clung to the sheets with a white-knuckled grip. But then the pressure on his prostate was gone and Fruit’s fingers continued to open him up more. He breathed in shallow bated breaths and decided that he needed Fruit, right now.
“Fruit.” He keened as Fruit’s hand on his dick slid over the slit once again. “Please.” He breathed, not yet to the point of fully begging, but he would be soon if Fruit didn’t hurry the fuck up.
“Please what, baby?” he said smoothly, and Illumina silently wondered where that submissive look in his hazel eyes had gone, now being replaced with one of power and coyness—though the love was still there and clear enough through the haze of lust—“Use your words for me.”
“Please, I- I’m good, I’m ready, just- please.” He managed to get out, grinding his hips back once again. Fruit let out a low laugh and leaned down, capturing Illumina’s lips in his own as he slipped his fingers out.
Instead, Illumina heard the crunching of foil wrapping and he looked down, noticing the condom that Fruit held out to him. He took it gracefully, and though his hands shook, he opened it and pulled out the rubber, handing it back to Fruit. The younger rolled it onto himself and Illumina felt himself get impossibly hotter as Fruit’s eyes locked onto his.
Then the boy clicked open the bottle of lube, coating himself with practiced ease before stepping back between Illumina’s legs. A hand slowly widened his legs, pushing one into the soft mattress and the other one comfortably in the air but out of Fruit’s way as a hand gripped Illumina’s hip.
“You okay?” Fruit asked, not yet lining himself up until Illumina gave him the confirmation he needed.
“Yes, please Fruit.” Illumina said, scooting down the bed a bit farther to try and get the friction he so desperately needed from the other.
Fruit laughed and slowly lined himself up, Illumina jumping at the feeling of something pressed against him. Fruit leaned down and combed the hand that was on his hip through his hair a few times before bringing it back down once again and bringing him into another kiss.
Then the pressure started, and Illumina reached up to grip Fruit’s neck and shoulder, fingers digging into smooth skin as Fruit pushed in. He felt the pain begin to flare up and Fruit paused, seeming to sense it as well. He pulled away from the kiss and leaned down to lick at the hickeys that still burned on his neck.
“You’re doing so well, baby. So well.” Fruit praised, and Illumina’s heart fluttered.
After a moment, Illumina rocked his hips and Fruit groaned at the feeling, pushing in another inch or two before stopping to let Illumina adjust once again.
“You feel so good, so good wrapped around me like this.” Fruit mumbled, the praise falling from his lips and onto Illumina’s burning skin. He couldn’t register the cool temperature of the room any longer, any thoughts of it slipped away with his rational thoughts and Fruit whispered praises to him and pressed into his insides.
“You- can move.” Illumina said after a few moments, groaning as Fruit gripped his hip. Fruit didn’t question if he was sure, thankfully, as he rocked his hips forward, the motion causing a moan to spill from Illumina’s lips as his back arched.
“God.” Fruit said, pushing in slightly more before pulling out an inch once again.
Illumina was in a mix between heaven and hell, his body burning as ecstasy ran her fingers across every inch of his body. He swore he saw stars as Fruit rolled his hips forward once again, pressing deeper and deeper with each thrust.
Pain was long gone and in filtered the wine-red pleasure that both of them had sought out for months. He let noises and whimpers fall from his lips as Fruit fucked him gently and so full of care that Illumina swore his heart would burst into small pieces.
Then, Fruit’s movements began to speed up, his hips meeting the back of Illumina’s thighs as he rocked his own hips back. He prayed that this could last forever. Fruit cursed as a moan slipped from his lips, the noise making Illumina follow suit with his own.
“Please,” Illumina begged, not entirely sure what exactly he was pleading for, but Fruit seemed to take the hint, rocking his hips a bit faster and brushing against that spot that made him choke out Fruit’s name in a groan.
Fruit’s panting breaths only fueled the coiling fire of his gut, it was pure bliss.
Then, his mind went completely blank as Fruit thrusted right into that spot that made him let out a loud moan, blunt nails digging into Fruit’s skin, and he writhed in mindless bliss.
“There you go, let all those pretty sounds out.” Fruit said, kissing a faint mulberry splotch on his chest, “Let them all know, baby.” Illumina let out another high-pitched moan at his words, head spinning with incoherent thoughts that were only clouded over by pleasure and the knowing that this was Fruit.
After a few more minutes of the endless pounding against his prostate, he felt his gut coil in a familiar way that only meant he was close.
“Fruit,” he breathed out.
“I know, baby. I know.” Was all Fruit responded verbally with, choosing to rock his hips back and forth even harder with staggering thrusts and moans that Illumina knew meant he was close as well.
Illumina didn’t even have time to warn Fruit before release shattered through him, his vision turning white with pleasure and bliss as Fruit continued to chase his climax as well.
“Good boy, good boy.” Fruit said through staggered breaths. Illumina panted and writhed slightly under Fruit’s hold, moaning as the boy continued to press into him.
Then, after a stuttering moan pierced the air, Fruit’s hips stopped, and Illumina knew and felt that he had reached release.
Fruit mumbled out an “I love you.” And repeated it multiple times as his high washed over him. Illumina couldn’t find it in himself to respond, so he pulled Fruit’s head into his chest as the other pulled out, leaving him empty, yet filled with love all in the same.
They stayed there for moments afterwards, relishing in the afterglow of their highs and evening out their breathing.
“Holy shit.” Illumina finally mumbled, a smile coating his words. Fruit looked up with hazel eyes full of wonderment and a small, tired smile on his face.
“Holy shit.” Fruit echoed, bringing himself up to press a lingering kiss to Illumina’s lips.
“That was…” he started, losing the words that could accurately describe this scene laid out before him.
“Amazing.” Fruit answered, a bright smile still on his face and Illumina swore that he could never get tired of seeing it.
“Yeah.” Illumina breathed.
Then his gaze was turned to himself and Fruit, specifically the negative space between them. He cringed.
“Shower?”
“Shower.”
They both laughed and Fruit lifted himself off of Illumina, helping the older up onto trembling legs.
That night they lay together in blissful silence. Both of them smelling fresh, like pine and cedar, though the smell of sex still hung in the air.
The hickeys that dotted Illumina’s neck burned—in a good way—and his mind always led back to the one who made those marks on him.
The one who he is now held tight against. The one who he loved dearly with all his heart. The one who could win him over with just a single smile. The one that cared so greatly for him, and the one he felt the same for as well.
The dull ache in his jaw didn’t bother him one bit. Nor did the soreness at the apex of his thighs.
He enjoyed them. Cherished them like little trophies that he would hold close to his heart with every passing minute, second even.
The heavy breathing of the one he held in his arms signaled that he was most likely asleep, or steadily on his way there. He smiled and pressed a kiss to the other’s hair. The smell of sweet honey and mint was still there, and he bathed in it before whispering those three words that would have haunted him before.
“I love you.”