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Silence echoed through the shared apartment as the sun was shining through the curtainless window. Namgyu sat up with a groan, instinctively running his hand down his own bare chest. Thanos was a few feet away from him, already standing and getting dressed, pulling a pair of black sweatpants over his hips. Namgyu instinctively licked his lips, moving his hands to now brush over the hickey near his collarbone. Thanos, noticing his boyfriends gaze now. turns around and eyes him up and down.
“Like what you see?” Thanos asks, sticking out his tongue as Namgyu rolls his eyes. Thanos pulls a shirt over his head, a green one that Namgyu vaugely recognized as his own from a while back. Thanos runs his long, veiny fingers through his hair, creating purple spikes that made Namgyu breathlessly laugh. No answer was enough for Thanos’ hypothetical question. Namgyu always appreciated seeing his boyfriend. If he was honest with himself, he prefered to see Thanos naked, but wearing Namgyu’s clothes seemed almost as sexy.
After a few moments, Namgyu stood and approached Thanos, who was still basically admiring himself in the mirror. Short fingers wrapped around Thanos’ waist’t, resulting in shivers up the purple haired man’s spine.
“A little eager now are we?” Thanos spoke again, and this time Namgyu was a little less hesitant to answer the question.
“I’m always eager to see you squirming under me. but you just got dressed so it would be a damn shame.” Namgyu drifts his hands to the front of Thanos’ waistband, fiddling with the material between his fingertips. Thanos inhaled sharply, and Namgyu smiled to himself. He’d get what he wanted, and he knows it.
Although Thanos and Namgyu had been together for a long while, it still felt like they were in the honeymoon phase. Well, at least when it came to sex. It wasn’t exactly an everyday thing, but it was often enough that Namgyu could just think about it and remember what Thanos’ insides felt like around him. The memory sent a jolt straight into his pants, and Namgyu angled his hips away from his boyfriend.
Thanos laughed, turning to face Namgyu now. “A little too into teasing me hm?” Thanos teased, causing Nangyu to roll his eyes again. Thanos was the definition of a brat, leaving Namgyu to remind his boyfriend of his place more often then he would normally like. Thanos brought his hand down to cup the tent in Namgyu’s pants, causing both of the men to sharply inhale. “I’d let you ruin every pair of clothes I owned if it meant I got to see you above me for the rest of my life.”
Namgyu smashes his lips into Thanos’ mouth, not even caring where his sloppy kisses landed as he shoved his hands under his boyfriend’s shirt. Thanos didn’t hesitate to help, replacing Namgyu’s hands with his own and pullling off his shirt, briefly breaking the kiss and the line of spit that tried to keep them connected. Thanos and Namgyu let their hands roam against each other, Thanos’ sweatpants quickly falling to his ankles. The duo stumbled together to the bed, only breaking the agressive kiss for ragged gasps of air.
A single hand against Thanos’ chest causes him to fall onto the bed, the purple haired man immediatly taking his usual spot at the headboard. Namgyu, after a bit of expirimenting, found that the louder the bed slammed against the wall, the more turned on he was. The men stared at each other for a moment more, before Namgyu gave in, crawling up and straddling his boyfriends hips, the friction of their hips rolling together resulting in a mutual groan. Thanos pulled down his own boxers for Namgyu’s access, his cock springing free.
No matter how many times they had sex, Namgyu never got sick of seeing Thanos stripped down to the skin. He moved his hand down to grasp his boyfriends length, giving it an expirienced tug, before leaving his hand resting at the head, thumb rubbing over the thin slit in the skin. Thanos inhaled sharply, back arching to the sudden touches.
“-gyu,” Thanos was like putty under Namgyu’s hand, his occasional soft squeezes on the dick in his hand leaving his boyfriend squirming and whining in pleasure. Namgyu brought his free hand to a brownish pink nipple, pinching it between two fingers. Already almost overwhelmed by pain and pleasure, Thanos continued to arch his back with his mouth agape.
“I’m not even inside you yet.” Namgyu teases, flicking his nipple playfully before removing his hands from Thanos’ body completely. Thanos let out a harsh whine, which Namgyu silenced with the shuffling of his own pants getting pulled down to his knees. Both his plaid pajama pants and boxers came down in one movement, leaving Thanos staring at Namgyu’s length, forgetting about the lack of stimulation on his own. He moves his tip to Thanos’ exposed crack, moving it up and down teasingly.
“Don’t be a dick.” Thanos grimaced through clenched teeth, lifting his hips in a seek for the friction he needed. Needy whines escaped his open mouth, and a few slip out of Namgyu’s own mouth as his cock finds Thanos’ entrance.
“Come on baby,” Namgyu purred, leaning his face down torwards his boyfriends ear. “You gotta be nice if you want to treated right..” Namgyu silenty puts a finger to his lips, in a silencing motion as he used his other hand to rub the precum dripping down his boyfriend as a lube for his first two fingers. Gently pulling out now, he brings the fingers to Thanos’ hole, and he can see the desperation in his boyfriends eyes now.
“Namgyu please-“ Thanos had glossy eyes and spit on his lips, and to Namgyu, he had never looked better. He pushes both fingers into Thanos at once, going at a slow pace. Was he in the mood to mess with Thanos? Absolutely. He knew that deep down Thanos loved when he was rough with him, mean and unforgiving with his thrusts. This time, he was going to make his boyfriend wait a bit. Fingers curling gently inside of Thanos, he moves his lips to wrap around the cock waving in front of him, the weight of the erection finding home on his tongue. Moving both the tips of his fingers, and the tips of his tongue, Namgyu could practically feel Thanos’ pleasure radiating off of him.
Pulling off for a second, Namgyu shifts his body back up over his boyfriend, kissing him softly on the mouth. “Taste good as always.” Namgyu presses another kiss to Thanos’ jaw before moving back down to refocus on his dick. Bringing it back into his mouth, and continuing to moe his fingers, through slitted eyes Namgyu watches Thanos throw his head back. His hips begin to shift, seeking more and more. Namgyu rubbed his tongue over the slit on his boyfriends dick, and he can feel his boyfriends back arch again.
“Oh- dude- im gonna-“ Thanos can’t even finish his sentence before Namgyu feels the heated load enter his mouth. Pulling off the cock, he swallows as normal.
Namgyu removes his fingers as well and moves over his boyfriend once again. “That’s kind of sad. So needy you cant even handle having my mouth on you. You must’ve been thinking about this all morning.” Thanos nods, still riding the high of his orgasm.
“I was,” he pants, moving his face up to connect their lips briefly. “Thinking about you all morning. Almost had to take a cold shower before you woke up.” His face is bright red, not only from the orgasm, but the confession too.
“Mmm thinking about me?” Namgyu traces the side of Thanos’ face with a wet finger. “Thinking about me inside you? You inside me? Just any world where our bodies are together and I’m making you feel good hm?” Thanos’ eyes widen at the words, and it’s all the confirmation Namgyu needs before he scoots off the bed, pants falling around his ankles now before he just steps out of them.
“Where are you going?” Thanos sits up on his elbows. “You didn’t even get off!” He stands up as well, and Namgyu takes the opening to turn around and push Thanos over the edge of the bed and onto his stomach. His boyfriend hits the matress with a suprised groan.
“This okay?” Namgyu asks, running his hands up and down his boyfriends bare back. His cock was pressed flush against Thanos’ ass, and he was fighting the urge to ram into his boyfriend until he cried.
“Of course it’s okay.” Thanos nods in assurance, and it’s all Namgyu needs before gently easing his length into Thanos this time. The boy beneath him pressed his hips into the matress. The sex was always better when it was more sensual, at least at the start. Namgyu begins to rock his hips in gentle thrusts, not going quite all the way out of Thanos’ ass before rocking back in.
Despite his gentle start, and overall gentle nature, Namgyu’s thrusts began to speed up, until he was slamming in and out of Thanos’ ass, all the way out and all the way back in. Thanos bounced against the bed with each thrust, already sensitive from his first orgasm, leaving his mouth open with soft, overwhelmed groans escaping his mouth. As Namgyu somehow continued to speed up the pace, he reached for the necklace hanging around his boyfriends neck. He slows just for a moment as he grabs the necklace and turns it around, cross in his hand and chain around Thanos’ throat. He builds the thrusts pace back up, and Thanos’ head was burried into the blankets with desperation to hide the needy noises coming out of his mouth.
Namgyu yanked the necklace, choking out Thanos, not enough to completely cut off air, but enough to leave his boyfriend gasping and crying. The lewd sounds of skin on skin were rapidly filling the room, and Namgyu can barely process that Thanos cums again, seeking his own orgasm with passion. The familiar warmth pooling in his lower stomach, Namgyu buries himself deep in his boyfriends ass, head thrown back and soft moans leaving his mouth as he rode out his high.
Pulling out of Thanos with a crude pop, he pushes on his boyfriends back, and Thanos flops on his stomach, seemingly fucking out.
“So good for me..” Namgyu softly coos, lying down next to Thanos, cupping his face. Thanos just hums, closing his eyes. Namgyu was gonna ask if his boyfriend wanted to hop in the shower for another round, but seeing the softness on his boyfriends face makes him reconsider. “Lets just go wash off hm?”
Thanos nods, eyes only opening when he’s fully sat up. He walks slowly to the bathroom, and Namgyu follows him quickly after, turning on the water and helping Thanos in the second after. All he felt was peace for the rest of the day, going to work, coming home, sleeping. It was peace.