Chapter Text
Oliver’s laugh was muffled by the weight of Fukase’s fingers, he grabbed onto Fukase’s hand and pulled it out of his mouth.
His sentence was incoherent but Fukase just smiled and responded anyway.
“Yeah, baby? Fukase can’t quite understand you, hon. Why don't we just stay quiet for now?”
Oliver giggled. Fukase moved his attention from the boy to what he was going to do to him. Using his now wet fingers to slick his cock, he looked back at Oliver.
Oliver had his fingertips in his mouth. He was giggling and Fukase loved it.
Fukase pressed himself at Oliver’s entrance, slowly pressing inside the boy, he watched as Oliver bit down on his fingers, letting out soft noises. Fukase couldn't help but laugh at how cute he was. Oliver reached out to pull Fukase close to him, he put his hands in the man’s hair and softly tugged as the man roughly snapped his hips into him. He was moaning in between laughs and Fukase was obsessed with the sound.
“God, you moan like a slut. So fucking cute, so fucking tight, you'll let me be a bit rougher right?”
Oliver nodded, all the confirmation Fukase needed.
He pounded into the boy who was trembling beneath him. Oliver’s moans coupled with Fukase’s heavy breathing were the only sounds that filled the room. Oliver tried to stutter something out driving Fukase to slow his movements, Oliver pouted.
“What was that, baby? You gotta speak clearly so I can understand you.”
“I,,,, I like you.”
Oliver’s words were drawn out and slurred, but Fukase understood him, he smiled.
“Oh, baby, I know! I like you too. That's why we're doing this,, because we like each other.”
Fukase went back to moving at a fast pace, breaking the boy. Oliver buried his face into Fukase’s shoulder, moaning directly into his ear. He was so, so close.
“Please,,,, harder please,, oh my god,, please”
Oliver was murmuring under his breath how close he was. And Fukase loved to hear it. He grabbed the blonde by the hair and pulled hard. He angled the boy’s face so he could kiss him.
Oliver pulled away when Fukase hit a particularly sensitive spot inside him.
“I’m,,,, I’m,,,”
Fukase cut him off.
“You close, baby? You wanna cum for me?”
“Please,,”
Oliver laughed through his moans, begging Fukase under his breath.
“Oh, darling, come on, just relax for me, cum for me, show me how much you love this.”
And soon, Oliver did. When Oliver came, he was loud. Almost throwing Fukase over the edge with his noises, the man could barely hold back, he was so close.
“Oh god, honey, you need me to fill you with my cum don't you? Is that it? Is that what you want?”
Fukase’s voice was so low. Almost growling, he looked Oliver in the eye. Oliver smiled and gave half a nod.
“Oh, good boy.”
Fukase gave a lopsided, open-mouthed smile as he came. He stayed inside Oliver for a bit, just holding him.
When he finally pulled out, he didn't say anything, he just fixed his pants and pulled his phone out of his pocket.
He sat next to Oliver on the couch.
“I don't want you walking home like that. I’ll call your mother to come get you. Okay?”
Oliver just looked at Fukase and giggled.