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From all the thing that could have come of his relation with Kazuya this was definitely one of the best, he just loves having a whimpering, practically begging Kazuya above him, his eyes teary as he slowly fucks into Mei with the vibrating strap on as Mei handle the vibrations of it, driving him more and more crazy with each new denial of orgasm.
“That’s it, Kazuya, come on, harder…” He doesn’t really know how long it’s been since they started this, they barely left any time to think about the time when meeting, Mei had kissed Kazuya the moment he walked into the house, pushing him toward Kazuya and Kuramochi bedroom, taking off clothes as they went.
Their kiss had been frantic, and the way they touched each other had been the same, no patience on either side, too eager to wait.
Mei plans had been to push Kazuya until he cried, which had never been easy, in all the time they did this he somehow had succeeded in getting in the way of Mei plan, Kazuya was just so good at distracting Mei that it has taken Kuramochi telling him about this special strap he got Kazuya and how he made him cry with it for him to finally find a plan that, without a doubt would make Kazuya beg him and cry.
Kuramochi had been on board, of course because if there’s one thing they can always agree on is that there’s nothing quite as beautiful as a crying kazuya, pleasure so high, pumping in his veins that he forget to be so serious, that he lose himself in it.
Kuramochi had to leave for a last minute meeting, one he could have cry about with how bad the timing was. Mei had made fun of him, but still he promised to try and make this last to leave him a chance to actually catch a sight of a crying Kazuya. Now, Mei legs are shaking and Kazuya isn’t doing much better, he’s holding on to Mei thighs, so tightly he’s sure it’ll leave marks, he’s still thrusting into Mei, but he can tell he doesn’t have much left in him, he’s been push to the limits again and again, and it might be getting too much to handle.
Mei lowers the vibrations, looking at Kazuya face frowning in confusion, his thrust shallow as he searches Mei’s face for information of what’s going on. “How’re you feeling?”
“Fine.” Of course, he gave that answer, Mei can tell he’s not actually fine, he’s not doing badly, but he can tell Kazuya doesn’t have much more in him, he’ll probably beg soon, the tears are already wetting his eyes, pouty mouth and a slight whine in his voice. God Mei is so hard for him, he can’t believe he’s allowed this sight of Kazuya, Mochi should hurry up because he doesn’t have much left either, he doesn’t think he’s going to be able to deny the man any longer. “Don’t stop… Why d’you stop, Mei please…”
“Mochi will cry if he can’t see you cum, are you sure you want me to keep going?” He teases, hands caressing Kazuya’s shaking thighs, “You’re already so close after all… I know fucking me is good, but you said you’d wait for him.”
“Fuuck… That’s not, that’s not-”
“Yeah? Forgot how words works? I’m that good?” He can see Kazuya frown before he bites his lips, a new determination lighting up his eyes. He breathes, place his knees, so he’s stable on the bed and with one hard thrust, fuck into Mei pushing the air out of his lungs, a moan leaving his mouth at the sudden pleasure rising through him. Kazuya doesn’t stop, he keeps on fucking into him at a hard pace, moaning just as loud if not harder than Mei as he pushes them both closer and closer to their finish line.
The little power he got over Mei though stop soon, Mei catches the remote of the strap and makes the vibrations rise once more, breaking Kazuya rhythm, making his hips stutter as he’s pushing into Mei, stopping as he’s still deep inside Mei, he feels the vibrations against his clit, inside him. Fuck. They’re both pushing each other again and again, it’s a game Kazuya know he won’t win though, it’s not the point of what they’re doing.
Kazuya is struggling to pick his rhythm back up, he’s thinking of the pleasure he gets when he pushes deeper into Mei’s tight hole, how when he pushes against Mei the vibrations press just right against his clit, accentuating his pleasure, so he just follows it, chasing the pleasure he can bring himself as he fucks into Mei.
“Fuck Kazuya… Harder, fuck me harder!” He hears him, but he can’t follow his request. He's breathing shallowly, whine unrestrained as he tries but fail to meet Mei expectation.
“I can’t? I can’t, I can’t…” He desperately cries, hips stuttering as he feels himself getting closer to his orgasm once again, and he knows, he knows he needs to let Mei know, that he should stop, but it feels practically impossible, he needs to cum so badly. “I’m gonna.. I’m gon-”
But everything abruptly stops, the vibration and the movement of his hips as he finds himself laid out on the bed, where Mei had been a few seconds ago. He’s no longer Inside Mei and as he looks up he sees the man looking down at him, sitting up above him on his lower stomach, dick hard, pre-cum leaking from his tips, his breathing is shaky, eyes blown wide as he watches Kazuya chest rise and fall and his tears, which he hadn’t noticed until Mei reach out to caress them away, “Fuck… Kazuya, you’re so damn pretty.”
“I wanna cum..” He sobs, tears flowing freely now, his face leaning against Mei palm, it’s more tender that what they’re used to but Kazuya feel raw, “ please please Mei .. I can’t, let me cum…”
“Soon.” He softly whispers against Kazuya lips as he moves his hips to line himself back on Kazuya’s dick, pushing it slowly inside him, breathing in and out as he starts the vibrations once more, getting ready for the way kazuya hips will arch off the bed, and it does it push so deep into him that he feel his groan cut off, “Kazuya, god, fuck..” He slowly starts to rise and fall on him, movements sure, his hands on the other man chest, caressing the scars there in that gentle way he always does.
This time Mei doens’t think of stopping, he can’t, he’s riding Kazuya as fast and hard as he can, the vibration from the toy inside Kazuya even as faintly as he feels them are still so good against his sensitive hole, he can’t help but grind harder every time he falls down to feel them more, kazuya isn’t speaking anything but incoherent plea to cum, telling him he feels so good around his cock and Mei, Mei isn’t strong enough to keep waiting.
He doesn’t stop, both too far gone now to worry about waiting, Kazuya is holding Mei with one hands on his hips and the other is tightly holding on to the pillow above his head, his back is arching off the bed, hips pushing against the vibrations of the toy and into Mei, tears are still running down his face, and he looks so good like this Mei almost want to take a picture, or a thousand, well maybe next time.
“Yes, yes.. Fuck! Yes!” Mei doesn’t stop, he keeps riding Kazuya as fast and hard as his body let him, he’s close and can tell kazuya is going to be right there with him, so he doesn’t stop, can’t even if he wanted to. They’re both too lost in each other and in pleasure to notice the new presence in the room, Mochi is silently removing his jacket as he gets closer to the bed, getting into the bed with one knees first, close to where Mei and Kazuya are still lost in each other but getting their attention as the bed sink when he gets on it.
Mei face turns to look his way, he doesn’t smile smugly like he had hoped he would, he’s too far gone for that, he probably doesn’t look like he had thought he would, but Kazuya, oh Kazuya is everything they hoped and more, face wet from his tears, eyes hazy with pleasure and voice broken from his loud moans. Mei eyes don’t move from Mochi one, eyes locked as the man reach down to grab the hand Kazuya has on Mei hips while his other one reach out to grab Mei’s hair at his nape, pulling him into a dazzling kiss.
His movements falter as he gets lost into the kiss but Mochi pulls away slightly, mouth still against Mei as he tells, no more like order him to keep going, “Don’t stop, you’re doing so good…look at him,” he points toward Kazuya with his face slightly,“ you fucked him so good, didn’t you?” Mei nods, unable to actually form words before pushing their lips back together, Mochi groans unto the kiss, pushing a little harder as he’s tongue push into Mei mouth.
They get interrupted as Mei, who movement had considerably slowed down since Mochi had starts kissing him, his surprised by Kazuya thrusting a little harder into him, whining as their eyes connect, Mei mouth his still on Mochi as he smiles into it, that cocky smile Kazuya hate and loves so much. Mei grinds down then, moving his hips in circle and shivering at the loud whine he gets from Kazuya in response.
“I’m..nhn here too!” He can hear Kazuya raggedly say, pulling Mochi attention toward him and his perfect, wrecked face. “Youichi… Kiss me too.. Please.” He begs, mouth down in a pout.
Kuramochi withdraw from Mei’s lips, leaning down, so he can reach Kazuya face, nose brushing against his in a tender motion, almost too tender for what’s happening, Mei almost feel like he shouldn’t watch as they both kiss, slow and familiar in a way years of kissing brings. Kazuya relax into the kiss, the hands holding onto the pillow moving to tug Mochi closer to him, deepening the kiss as Mei starts to move again, this time with no intention of being stopped, Kazuya breath hitch when Mei fall back down on his cock, hands on Kazuya hips to help himself rise and fall in the way he wants, needs to.
They’re both desperate for it, having pushed back their orgasms again and again for hours that this time, with Mohci finally here, they can let go, actually let go like they were about to do just a few minutes ago. Kuramochi move, he sits down against the headboard, leaning close to Kazuya as he watches Mei ride him, he’s caressing kazuya ribs, hands moving on his perfect skin, reaching his nipples before sliding back down, down until he reaches the place where the vibrations actually never stopped, overstimulating kazuya for hours, his finger moves to wrap around the toy, hands holding the base of it to feel where Kazuya is connected to Mei, and he stays there, watching, his eyes never leaving the bodies on his bed, chasing their pleasure, moaning his name as if he was the one fucking them, giving them the pleasure that were drowning them.
“Kuramochi- Youichi.. Please please ahn fuck.” He doesn’t know who’s moaning louder, he’s lost in all the sounds they make, in the sight they are, it feels like heaven watching them this way. He can’t help the disappointment of only catching the end of it, but fuck even this is enough to make him so hard, his pants are now tight around his cock, the zipper the only friction he can feel, and not the one he wants but the one he’ll have to make do with. His hands move, caressing patches of skins, skins he doesn’t, can’t think or worry about who it belongs to.
“That’s it, you’re doing so good, so good. Come on, fuck him harder, just a little more..” He mouths against Kazuya neck, not speaking to anyone in particular, he’s looking at the both of them, speaking at them both too. He sees Mei hips move, losing his rhythm, and he knows this is it, he reaches for the remote still in Mei hands and push the vibrations to the higher set, making both of the men cry out as the pleasure start to be overwhelming, but their movement doesn’t stop, Kazuya has one hands holding Kuramochi’s and the other holding Mei as he finally reaches his orgasm, Mei isn’t very far being him, choking on a moan as Kazuya start to shake and cry, leaning into Mochi more heavily now, who stops the vibrations as soon as Kazuya start to whine about it being ‘ too much, too much’ .
They come down slowly, movement going slower and slower until they’re both not moving anymore. Mei is still sitting on Kazuya’s cock, chest heaving with his breathing, eyes locked on the couple cuddling, on Kuramochi mouth whispering words into Kazuya hears, no doubt about how good he looks and how good he was. Mei doesn’t think he needs that sort of aftercare, but when Kuramochi reach for him, pulling him in the middle of him and Kazuya, cuddling him close as Kazuya lay his head on his chest, kissing him there, caressing his hips while Mochi is kissing his cheeks and neck, he feels his heart settle.
“You did good, both of you.” Kuramochi say against Mei skin, and Mei, who had not felt like he was worried about if he had been good or not, felt himself relax, content in the reassuring words and the afterglow, the gentle kisses and caress his receiving from his friends? Partners? And let himself enjoy the moments.
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