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fukase loved his boyfriend, i mean, how couldn’t he? oliver was just a small, soft, british boy with no parents. and his accent was really funny.
especially at a time like this when he’s on fukase’s lap, in one of fukase’s shirts, getting the tea n’ crumpets fucked right out of him, hard
“good heavens”
oliver whimpered, fukase chuckled and his english boyfriend whined
”its not funny!!”
he said with a blushed red face, maybe from the mockery, maybe from the fact fukase thrusted him up and down on his dick while his hands gently caressed oliver’s thighs
”ehts noht funneh”
fukase mocked as he brought a hand to oliver’s cock, touching it with the same touch he did his thighs
”ugh-aah~”
one thing fukase really adored about oliver was how loud he could get. fucking screaming sometimes, it was beautiful
“you like that- sorry, youh loik tha’?”
fukase thought it was hilarious, oliver just made a sound and squeezed fukase’s dick in the walls of his ass, fukase flicked his head
”bitch”
now it was oliver’s time to laugh, a small giggle as leaned back in fukase’s arms
oliver came first, without warning which fukase suspects might have been agonizingly intentional on oliver’s part, he pulled himself off and looked at fukase with wide eyes
”hey, i wasn’t done”
fukase crossed his arms and oliver smiled, having gotten the reaction he wanted out of him
”yeah well you don’t get to finish”
oliver crossed his arms too and had some kind of triumph on his face, wanting to push fukase till he got mean
”well, you could, but…”
he trailed off
” ‘but’ what?”
oliver stared at the floor for a second
”uhm- mouth, my- my mouth.”
he pointed to it for emphasis, fukase nodded along
”okay, so why aren’t you doing it?”
”you have to force me!”
oliver said almost pleadingly
“you want me to force you?”
fukase smirked at him, oliver blushed and sputtered put some british swears
“yeah, and i’m gonna blow you, and then i’m gonna bite”
he said while snapping his teeth as an example, fukase rolled his eyes and grabbed oliver by the hair and forced his head down onto his cock
”if you bite then you’ll be lucky if you can walk in a week, slut”
oliver lightly pressed his teeth down on fukase’s dick and continued to bob his head around it, swirl his tongue, like it was a science to him
fukase grabbed oliver’s hand and bit his forearm, he pressed indents into the flesh and sucked it to a pretty violet blue, he licked the indents over and kissed the injury before letting it fall back to it’s original idle place, oliver whimpered onto his cock the whole process
he liked to swallow, fukase had learned, so when he finished it was nothing strange that oliver then swished the liquid in his mouth and ran it through his teeth, swallowing slowly and savoring it. fukase didn’t know how he didn’t gag, to him cum tasted horrible but oliver said it was yummy, probably the most taste he has in his british diet
fukase turned the light off while oliver redressed himself, he moved underneath the blankets on the bed and oliver joined him
“sorry for bullying you a bit back there”
he said as he traced his hands over the bite on oliver’s arm, subconsciously worried he might have bit too hard and severely harmed him; subconsciously though because he knew oliver would have bit his dick off if he did
“it’s okay it-…it’s kind of funny”
oliver smiled into the darkness of the room and felt fukase’s hold on him loosen as he slowly drifted off to sleep, mumbling a small and groggy ‘i love you’ before he slipped into unconsciousness
“love you too”
oliver replied with another grin for the void