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Growing up, Shouyou always felt like he was never quite equal to other kids. Maybe it was because of how excitable he was or how he often spoke using sound effects rather than words. Whatever it was it left him feeling alienated.
When he started high school, Shouyou met Kageyama and over time they became good friends. After Kageyama warmed up to Shouyou he introduced him to EDM and DJing. Shouyou liked to joke that Kageyama only liked him because he spoke like the music sounded.
Unlike Kageyama who was a natural-born DJ, Shouyou had to take many classes and practice for hours to get where he is now. Kageyama never lets him forget it, especially now that they work at the same club.
Concrete is an extremely popular club, number three on the top ten list for clubs in the city to be exact, and it’s owned by a cool guy named Daichi. The employees lovingly call him Dadchi since he acts parental towards them. Daichi’s two loving significant others enjoyed poking fun at him for it until everyone took to calling Sugawara ‘mom’.
Mondays have to be one of Shouyou’s favorite days of the week. It’s the day that he gets to go out, or sometimes stay in, and do photography. While he mostly photographs nature, Shouyou also loves to photograph animals and people which is why his roommate, Tadashi, appears on his Instagraph a lot.
Despite Shouyou’s denial of it, his Instagraph is rather popular. He likes to think it’s because of his beautiful photography, but Tadashi assures him it’s because of his beautiful ass that is almost always clad in yoga pants as he does different yoga poses for the camera. Shouyou constantly has Tadashi snapping pictures of him doing yoga so he can post a new pose at least once a week but usually more. It’s not like Shouyou can really resist, not when yoga is another big aspect of his life.
On Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, Shouyou works at Suga’s Stretchy Studio which is owned by none other than Sugawara themself. Shouyou teaches an array of classes there and he loves it! From Tot Tuesday to Senior Wednesday to Teen Thursday he puts his heart into helping people relax and stretch.
Of course, Fridays and Saturdays are Shouyou’s most favorite days of all because it’s on those days that Hinata Shouyou transforms himself into DJ Radiance. He trades in his yoga pants for cargo shorts, graphic tees with dumb puns for tight tank tops, silicone piercings for metal ones, and headbands for a snapback hat that tames down more of his fluffy orange hair.
While Kageyama, who becomes DJ Consider, enjoys playing mostly mainstream mixes, Shouyou goes a different route and plays hardstyle. There is something about the looks of surprise that come his way when he plays it that amplifies his love for the bass-heavy hard-hitting music. No one seems to expect it from the short, sweet DJ that radiates energy like the sun itself.
Daichi has voiced more than once how much he enjoys a break from the same old club mixes. In return for Shouyou’s uniqueness, Daichi silently ignores how many men Shouyou takes home from the club.
It isn’t that Shouyou needs some kind of validation from those guys or something, he just really loves sex, so he has a lot of it. Luckily for him, Tadashi is cool about it and Shouyou works to keep his hookups as quiet as possible to thank him though it doesn’t always work.
*
Saturday finds Shouyou clad in his DJ clothes and standing beside Kageyama as the club steadily fills with people. As usual, Kageyama starts off the party to draw people onto the floor. It’s Shouyou’s job to help keep them there. Until it’s his turn at the table, Shouyou jumps and claps along with Kageyama’s music to help hype up the crowd and it’s working well as it tends to do.
“I love this,” Shouyou informs Kageyama breathlessly, taking a moment to drink from his water bottle. Kageyama is one of the only people Shouyou can talk to about DJing and be fully understood without a lengthy explanation that may still end up falling flat. Shouyou can’t find words that describe the rush he feels as the bass drops or how it seems like his pulse is faster than the bpm of the music. There is no way to explain how his own energy flows from his fingertips and pumps out of the speakers in the form of music. Kageyama gets it because he experiences the same thing, and it makes Shouyou feel oddly comforted. Perhaps it’s because he knows he isn’t alone and ‘weird’ like he used to be.
“Earth to Sunshine,” Kageyama grumbles loud enough for Shouyou to hear over the music. When Shouyou finally focuses back in on Kageyama instead of staring off into space, Kageyama continues, “it’s your turn so get ready.”
“Right!” Shouyou confirms with a big smile as he readjusts his hat. Stepping up to his computer, Shouyou puts his headphones on and queues up his music. Kageyama’s music fades out and Shouyou’s introduction follows. The soft opening notes of the first song washes over Shouyou as he takes a deep breath and fully submerges himself into his DJ persona.
Shouyou raises his hand as his music peaks and when the bass drops his heart soars. Not even sex can make him feel as amazing as his music does.
*
Hinata’s week starts as normal as ever until Daichi calls him on Tuesday morning between his classes at Suga’s Stretchy Studio.
“Hey, hey, Mr. DJ,” Daichi greets when Shouyou answers the phone. It’s stupid to most people who hear Daichi address him that way, but Shouyou loves it and laughs every time.
“What can I do for you, Daichi?” Shouyou asks as his laughter subsides.
“I hired a new bartender. Are you willing to come in before work tomorrow and meet him?”
“Yeah, I can do that. I’m not sure how you suppose meeting new hires before working a shift with them will be helpful, but I’ll be there,” Shouyou tells him.
“Thank you, Shou. I can always count on you. Don’t scare this one away though,” Daichi adds on with a sigh.
“I didn’t scare the last one away!” Shouyou says defensively, his voice echoing around the empty studio.
“Kageyama and Tanaka say otherwise.”
“The last one was a girl! I don’t even like girls!”
“I’m just picking on you, Shouyou. Actually, the new guy is rather straightforward. The probability of him shutting you down good is high. I’d love to see it,” Daichi informs him with amusement.
“You’re so mean to me,” Shouyou tells him with a pout.
“No one will ever believe you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
As much as Shouyou wants to ponder about the new guy he’ll be meeting tomorrow, he doesn’t get the chance to because his tots class file into the studio with parents in tow.
*
Contrary to him being up late on the weekends, Shouyou is very much a morning person. A steaming glass of green tea is drunk as he posts another yoga pose on his Instagraph before changing into his work clothes. Staying with the tea theme, Shouyou pulls out a tight white t-shirt with a tea bag on it. The caption beneath the graphic says, ‘It’s a tea shirt!’ His shirts never fail to pull a chuckle from him. Pairing it with neon yellow yoga pants, he leaves his bedroom to find Tadashi pouring a bowl of cereal as Shouyou’s eggs cook on the stove.
Tadashi doesn’t like eggs in the slightest and yet he makes the best that Shouyou has ever tasted. Every day that Shouyou has work at the studio Tadashi will make him eggs and toast.
“Morning,” Shouyou tells him brightly, buttering their toast after it pops up and falls onto the counter. A fond smile takes over his face as he thinks about how they came about owning the toaster.
It had been a long night at the club and the staff crashed there, taking up every freshly cleaned couch and chair available. The next morning, Suga and Asahi made breakfast for them. Most of the other employees had cleared out leaving Daichi, Suga, Asahi, Tanaka, and Shouyou.
Asahi was tasked with making toast and Tanaka commented that Asahi seemed a bit nervous, so they watched him closely. When the first round of toasted popped out the toaster is a moment Shouyou will never forget. The appliance spit the golden brown bread into the air and Asahi’s eyes widened as he rushed to it. In Shouyou’s mind it all happened in slow motion.
Asahi hit one of the pieces of toast into the air to save it from hitting the floor and it landed on top of the toaster. The second piece was also hit but it only went straight up so Asahi used his other hand to hit it and before everyone knew it, Asahi was playing a game of Keep Away with a piece of toast. While it seemed like several minutes it was only a few seconds and the game ended when Suga snatched the toast out of the air.
The three men talked about it as Shouyou, and Tanaka laughed until they had tears in their eyes. Once Suga announced that the toaster would meet its untimely end in the trash can, Shouyou offered to take it and they happily gave it to him after breakfast was done. Shouyou was so proud to bring the toaster home. Of course, he and Tadashi make sure that it is far away from any trash can as well as the edge of the counter.
“I get to meet a new bartender today,” Shouyou starts conversationally knowing Tadashi will ask about it even if he’s uninterested.
“How do you feel about that?” Tadashi asks through a yawn. He doesn’t seem particularly interested, but that doesn’t bother Shouyou in the slightest.
“I’m curious as always. Daichi told me that the guy may possibly shut down my advances so I’m even more intrigued now than I was before,” Shouyou admits as he butters the first round of toast.
“Anyone who shuts you down is simply crazy. I mean, look at how cute you are, and your ass always looks nice in those yoga pants.” Tadashi takes a very obvious peek at Shouyou’s ass to emphasize his point.
“Are you hitting on me, Tadashi?” Shouyou ask dramatically, raising his eyebrows as he stares at his best friend.
“Would you be against it?” Tadashi challenges.
“We could never be together, Baby,” Shouyou whines, draping himself on the edge of the counter as he frowns playfully.
“What’s stopping us? Why are you so resistant to my advances? I thought you loved me, Shouyou!”
“It’s not you, it’s me. I’m a whore and I can’t help it,” Shouyou informs him as he stands straight once more, picking up the new pieces of toast to butter. “I hope you can understand.”
“I still love you anyways,” Tadashi tells him with a chuckle.
Shouyou smiles warmly as he butters the toast and puts it on the designated plates. To an outsider their dramatic exchange looks just like that, a dramatic exchange, but once upon a time it was a serious conversation they had. It wasn’t long after they moved in together that Tadashi confessed he had feelings for Shouyou. If he is being honest, it truly did break Shouyou’s heart to turn Tadashi down and he admitted it was because he likes to sleep around and wasn’t looking for a relationship. Did the two of them fuck like rabbits that night? Absolutely, but not that it was anyone else’s business. Did Tadashi dick him down so good that he was debating on giving up his whore ways to marry the man? Yes, actually. Sometimes they hookup even now and it’s just as good if not better than the first night. If Shouyou were to ever calm down and get into a relationship then Tadashi would be his first choice, but he isn’t close to ready for that right now.
“How does Daichi even know you’ll try to hit on the guy?” Tadashi asks, sitting at the table with his food and Shouyou follows him.
“Is that even a real question? When have I ever had standards for who I bring home?” Shouyou replies and Tadashi chokes on his toast. “Do you remember that one awful guy?”
“Which one?”
Frowning, Shouyou chucks a piece of egg at Tadashi who dodges. “The one that ate all of breakfast, stole your toothbrush, and clogged the toilet.”
“I could do without that memory,” Tadashi groaned and Shouyou could tell he was fighting to not gag. “He was the fucking worst. That guy was worse than the other the one that ate breakfast, gave me his phone number, and then slapped your ass as he walked out the door.”
“You said it yourself,” Shouyou informs him, “I have a nice ass.”
Tadashi huffs and rolls his eyes, “yeah, you do.”
*
“See ya later, Tadashi,” Shouyou calls as he leaves their apartment. There is a spring in his step as he makes his way to Concrete. Maybe it’s the nice morning weather or the prospect of a new day or maybe it’s the music flowing through his headphones. Either way he doesn’t mind his morning walk at all. Concrete is roughly ten city blocks from the apartment and Suga’s studio is eight blocks away, so he chooses to walk.
Before going to Concrete, Shouyou stops by Suga’s to put his bag in his studio. It’s quiet and smells like the lemon disinfectant spray they use to keep this germ-free while helping the studio not smell like sweat. His footsteps echo in the empty room as he walks across the hardwood floor to the corner where his own yoga mat sits rolled up neatly waiting for him. Meeting the new guy is going to cut into his warm-up time, but he doesn’t mind too much. It’s mostly senior citizens in his classes today so they won’t be doing anything too crazy today. Thursday’s class of teenagers is a whole other story though.
“Morning,” Suga greets when Shouyou walks back into the reception area. “Did you already meet Sakusa?”
“Who?” Shouyou stops to stare at Suga, tipping his head to the side curiously as he pulls his headphones down around his neck.
“The new guy at Concrete. Obviously you haven’t met him yet so head on over there,” Suga tells him, dismissively waving a hand toward the door. He doesn’t need to be told twice.
Outside of the club Shouyou stops to take in his appearance and make sure he is presentable enough. His white t-shirt clings to him almost like a second skin and so does his yoga pants. The wind ruffles his already fluffy hair, and the sun exposes his freckles boldly. Once he is sure he looks good enough he walks into Concrete and wanders over to the bar where Daichi sits with Tanaka and Asahi while an unfamiliar man moves around behind the counter.
“Ah he has arrived,” Daichi says brightly when he hears the door snap shut and turns to look at Shouyou. “You’re vibrant today, Mr. DJ.”
“I woke up in a good mood,” Shouyou informs him with a smile. From the corner of his eye he can see the bartender stopping whatever he’s doing to stare at him.
“Shouyou this is Sakusa Kiyoomi, our new bartender here at Concrete,” Daichi says warmly, gesturing at the newcomer. “Sakusa, this is Hinata Shouyou, one of our resident DJs.”
Sakusa acknowledges Shouyou with a nod of his head and a quiet ‘hello’. It’s at this time that Shouyou allows himself to admire the fine specimen of a man. He is taller than Shouyou by nearly a foot and has wavy black hair that falls just below his ears. Sakusa has a sharp jawline and wears a bored expression, but Shouyou can see his constant calculations as he works to make an array of drinks on the bar. The guy doesn’t spill a drop of alcohol despite how quickly he is working and Shouyou has to say he is impressed.
“It’s very nice to meet you,” Shouyou replies with his signature smile. Yeah, he definitely wants this one to fuck him into oblivion. “Welcome to the club.” Turning to Daichi he says, “you’re really putting him through the paces.”
Daichi nods as they watch him work. “You’ll be drinking a few of those so get comfortable.”
“I can’t do that, I have work,” Shouyou reminds him quickly.
“Oh, I know,” Daichi informs him seriously, “it’s Suga’s doing. He said you have every right to say no, but he hopes you’ll say yes. Apparently he wants to try mixing alcohol and yoga. Said something about calling it Boozy Yoga. Anyways, he wants you to be the lab rat to see if it’s even plausible if you’re up for it, of course.”
“Damn that man,” Shouyou grumbles as he sits next to Daichi, “he knows I can’t deny him things.”
Sakusa begins sitting the drinks in front of Shouyou as they are completed and Shouyou begins to drink them. After the first and second ones he takes a moment to stare at the empty glasses. “These are absolutely delicious. They are even better than Tanaka’s and that’s saying something.”
“I don’t know if I should be offended or flattered,” Tanaka says from his place beside Asahi. “I’ll go with flattery since I like you,” he directs at Shouyou.
“Sorry, Ryu, I mean no offense,” Shouyou replies sheepishly.
By the time he finishes drink five he can feel his cheeks getting flushed and warmth spreads throughout his limbs. There are only two drinks left so he isn’t feeling too concerned about how drunk he may or may not be. It’s probably the alcohols doing, but he doesn’t pay it any mind. Downing the last two drinks is easy enough and they are just as delicious as the other ones. “Those were perfect, Dadchi,” Shouyou informs him then turns to Sakusa. “You are a top notch bartender and you’re really cute. Approval all the way around. Anyways,” he faces Daichi again, “I have to get to work. Thank you for the fun time now I’m going to make your future husband regret his decision of letting me drink before work.”
“I’ll walk you over there,” Tanaka cuts in as he stands up, “I can’t in good conscience let you leave on your own after drinking that much that fast.”
Shouyou huffs at him. “I am not that much of a lightweight, but I’ll happily accept your company.” He gets off his own stool and slowly starts towards the door, turning to wait for Tanaka who is exchanging brief words with Asahi. “Tanaka,” Shouyou starts and genuinely sounds worried because he is, “does my butt look okay in these yoga pants? I don’t know if I’ll be able to handle any judgmental stares today.”
Daichi snorts and covers his laughter as a cough. “You look fine Shouyou, but I’m sure if you ask politely Tanaka will give it a love tap to make sure.” Aiming his next statement at Sakusa he says, “if you’re working and feel overwhelmed or stressed out-” Daichi has to pause to gain control over his laughter again, “Shouyou offers the option of smacking his butt for the low price of a smile afterwards.”
“Do people really take him up on that offer?” Sakusa asks as he eyes Shouyou suspiciously and Shouyou just stares back with wide eyes.
“More than I care to mention or know,” Daichi answers as Shouyou nods vigorously behind him.
“Have a great day,” Shouyou calls out as Tanaka starts walking with him towards the door. When Tanaka’s hand makes contact with his ass it makes him jump a little and giggle.
“Looks perfectly fine to me,” Tanaka tells him with a smile as he holds the door open.
Shouyou smiles and the bounce he had in his step returns again as they walk the couple of blocks to the yoga studio. Tanaka chats about the new guy and how he is having a picnic at the park with his girlfriend once he is done at the club today. The entire time Shouyou listens and nods along until they walk into Suga’s place. “It sounds like you’re going to have a great time, Ryu!”
“Welcome back, Shouyou, and it’s nice to see you again, Tanaka,” Sugawara says from the reception desk. “Let me know how teaching classes goes today, Sunshine.”
Shouyou’s eyes go wide. “Are you a psychic?! How did you know I had drinks?!”
“He is at the very least on the edge of being drunk,” Tanaka comments with a chuckle. “Get to work my dude, I’ll see you on Friday.”
“Okay! Have a great day!” That is all Shouyou leaves in the lobby as he sloppily jogs into his studio to start his warm-ups.
*
Studio cleaned and organized, Shouyou lays on his yoga mat and stares at the ceiling. Drunk yoga had not been terrible for him and he had let Suga know as he cleaned his space, the smell of lemon disinfectant taking over again. The only complaint he has about it is that alcohol makes him unreasonably horny which is why he is laying in the studio because yoga pants don’t hide the glaringly obvious-
“Hey, hey, hey, oh that is quite the problem you have,” Bokuto says, eyeing Shouyou’s erection straining against the front of his yoga pants. “Where is your dance belt?”
“While I assumed it was in my bag apparently Tadashi took it out to wash it and it’s hanging up in my apartment.” Shouyou deflates, cursing that his cock won’t. “Are you heading out?”
“Once Akaashi gets here,” Bokuto says with a nod.
“I’m here so what are we doing?” Akaashi asks, glancing between Bokuto and Shouyou then doing a double take at the latter. “I mean, I’m not against doing Shouyou, but the last time we teamed up on him it left him sore and limping for three days.”
“Don’t remind me,” Shouyou groans, “it only makes it worse because that night was a lot of fun.”
“Yeah it was,” Bokuto agrees with a grin.
“Anyways, here you go, Shou.” Akaashi pulls his jacket off and throws it at Shouyou. “Get home and wash it before you return it.”
There is no time wasted, Shouyou gets to his feet and wraps the jacket around himself, securing it with the sleeves. He rolls up and stores his yoga mat before turning to his friends. “Thank you so much! I will take great care of it and return it in pristine condition.”
The walk home is nice and warm as the sun hangs low in the sky. There is a slight breeze that brings a small smile to Shouyou’s face as it brushes through his hair. As a last second decision he decides to cut through the park that he and Tadashi frequents to enjoy the weather a bit more. Spring is one of his favorite times of year; it never fails to make him happy even when it rains.
“Should you be wandering around alone after drinking so much?” The voice is deep and deadpan.
Turning around quickly, Shouyou comes face to face with Sakusa. If it weren’t for his calculating eyes and wavy hair then he wouldn’t have known who it was because Sakusa is wearing a mask. “I’m sober now,” he informs the bartender, “thank you for your concern though.”
“I wasn’t concerned,” Sakusa tells him as they resume walking. It’s not a tense silence between them, but it isn’t comfortable either. “Daichi told me to watch out for you. Said you would try to flirt with me. Is that true?”
Shouyou looks up at the sky as he hums. “I already called you cute. Does that count as flirting?”
“I don’t think so and if it does then it’s a sad attempt.”
“Do you want me to flirt with you?” Sakusa stays quiet and Shouyou doesn’t push. Only when it’s time for them to part again does Shouyou speak. “It was nice to meet you, Omi. I’ll see you this weekend!” Before Sakusa can reply, Shouyou is bolting up the steps and into his apartment building. Entering the apartment, Shouyou makes a beeline for his bedroom as Tadashi bombards him with questions.
“Are you okay, Shou?”
“The new guy is hot, I got drunk, taught yoga, popped a boner, didn’t have my dance belt, and the new guy from the club just walked with me until I got here. I’m unbearably horny so that’s the first order of business before I do anything else,” Shouyou calls out from his bedroom as he unties Akaashi’s jacket.
“Do you want some help?” Tadashi asks as he pokes his head into the room.
“I will never tell you no. Help me out of my clothes?” Shouyou pouts at him though his gaze relays a darker lust.
“Don’t worry baby,” Tadashi murmurs as he kneels in front of Shouyou, reaching up to pull the neon yellow yoga pants off his hips. He slowly slides them over the swell of Shouyou’s ass and trails kisses down every inch of skin that is exposed. Shouyou watches intently as anticipation grows in his very being. When Tadashi tells him to step out of the clothing he does as directed then waits for his friend’s next move. As Tadashi begins moving upwards, Shouyou tenses and waits for pleasure that doesn’t come since Tadashi simply trails a hot breath over his cock rather than taking it into his mouth like Shouyou anticipated. Instead, he peels Shouyou’s shirt off and drags his fingernails across his abdominal muscles making them spasm and Shouyou wants to simultaneously move away and stay. It tickles but it feels good too and there is a lot of internal conflict going on for Shouyou.
“What’s wrong, Shou? Not getting what you need?” Tadashi has a smirk on his lips as Shouyou shakes his head. “Maybe I’ll give you some mercy.” Shouyou lets Tadashi push him backwards until he is against the wall and then there is a knee between his legs pressing to his erection. “Give yourself from friction.”
It doesn’t take long for Shouyou to understand what Tadashi wants him to do, but it’s difficult to grind against his roommate’s leg when he doesn’t leave much space between them. That is probably on purpose now that he thinks about it. There aren’t any complaints though because he wants it so badly he’ll do everything he’s told to get to where he wants to be. The way Tadashi pins his wrists above his head on the wall and kisses him with demand sends jolts of ecstasy to his cock. It doesn’t take long for him to whine into Tadashi’s mouth, the friction no longer being enough to satisfy his needy itch. In return Tadashi just chuckles, dipping his tongue into Shouyou’s mouth and deepening the kiss enough to tease but not enough to give him satisfaction. Maybe this is why his time with Tadashi is always amazing because he edges Shouyou in every way until throwing him over the edge.
“Get on the bed and display yourself for me.”
Despite Tadashi being shy and nervous around most people, when he’s in the bedroom it’s a completely different story and Shouyou loves it. Does he feel flustered as he lays on his bed, pulling his legs up until his feet rest behind his head? Yes. Does the anticipation and lust push him forward? Absolutely. And when Tadashi gets on the bed with a look in his eyes that says he is going to devour Shouyou’s mind, body, and soul, Shouyou just knows he is in for a real treat.
Tadashi makes a slow, dramatic show of “searching” for the lube in Shouyou’s bedside table (there is no way he couldn’t find a 22 ounce bottle) before slowly drizzling it on his fingers and spreading it to coat them thoroughly. Apparently he is being extra thorough if the way he spreads the slick substance around Shouyou’s hole is anything to go by, adding pressure and taking it away over and over until he finally hooks a finger into him and pushes it all the way in. From there Tadashi’s movements become faster, his finger working Shouyou’s ass open with well-practiced motions and a second one is added to the first within a minute. It’s then that Tadashi leans down to lick a wet stripe from the base of Shouyou’s cock to the head making him hiss in a breath. When Tadashi wraps his lips around it Shouyou can’t wait anymore. He traps Tadashi’s head between his thighs and pulls his head down so his cock sinks into Tadashi’s wet, hot mouth more which makes his back arch off the bed and he tangles his fingers in his friend’s hair.
“Please, please, please,” Shouyou chants, not moving any further to see if he has made a mistake with his actions. Relief floods through him when Tadashi resumes the blowjob and fingering him open. Shouyou releases him from his hold and grips tightly to the bedsheets as Tadashi works his tongue over the head of his cock as he just barely grazes his fingers over his prostate. Even as Shouyou is getting his way Tadashi is teasing him. “Been so good,” Shouyou whines, “please, Tadashi, need you so bad.”
Tadashi stands up and wipes the excess spit from his chin and glares at Shouyou. A protest dies in Shouyou’s throat when he realizes what Tadashi is waiting for, so he quickly scrambles onto his hands and knees, presenting his ass to his friend shamelessly. A firm smack to his ass causes him to dip his back and spread his legs more as a carnal moan is ripped from his throat.
“I didn’t tell you to move earlier, did I?” Tadashi growls as he positions himself behind Shouyou, landing another solid smack on his ass which jiggles with the impact.
“No,” Shouyou squeaks into the mattress.
“No is correct. Now I can only punish you,” Tadashi informs him with a sigh.
Shouyou holds his breath as he waits for another smack that doesn’t come. Tadashi grabs his ass in both hands and gives the angry skin a squeeze before shoving his cock into Shouyou with no warning. The sudden intrusion makes him arch his back and gasp sharply as he grips the sheets tighter. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, Tadashi,” Shouyou rushes out between labored breaths. The way Tadashi’s cock fills him is indescribable. It is delicious and pornographic at the same time and he wants nothing more than to have Tadashi in him all day every day. His friend’s hold on his hips is tight as he plunges his cock into Shouyou over and over. Every smack of Tadashi’s hips to his ass makes the skin sting more and makes him lurch forward on the bed a bit. Every drag of Tadashi’s cock against his insides makes him feel like he is on fire and it gives him pure euphoria.
Fingers tangle in Shouyou’s hair and pull hard making him push up off the mattress which gives Tadashi the opportunity to get a firm grip around Shouyou’s throat and squeeze as he fucks Shouyou mercilessly, rubbing against his prostate with every thrust. Air supply cut off, all Shouyou can do is feebly attempt to breathe as his vision starts to go dark around the edges. Before it can take him though Tadashi loosens his hold and Shouyou gulps in precious air only for Tadashi to repeat the action only this time he pulls Shouyou back until their bodies are flush together.
“Do you pass out or cum first?” Tadashi asks as he furiously strokes Shouyou’s cock as he fucks into him relentlessly. Shouyou doesn’t have to tell him the answer as cums on Tadashi’s hand within seconds. The grip on his throat is released and once he catches his breath enough, Shouyou lets out the most lewd moan possible. Tadashi keeps stroking him even though his orgasm is done, making his oversensitive nerves light up like fireworks. He wants to crawl away, but he also wants to feel Tadashi finish in him, so he stays put. It doesn’t take long for Tadashi to reach his climax, filling Shouyou full of his hot cum until he feels like he’s about to burst.
“Shh, shh, lay down with me, Shou,” Tadashi whispers, maneuvering them to lay down while they are still connected. It’s Shouyou’s favorite feeling and Tadashi knows it. Normally he’d lovingly call Shouyou his favorite cock warmer, but this time he just holds him close as he kisses his shoulder. “I may have gone a bit far.”
“No,” Shouyou mumbles tiredly, “you were perfect as usual. If I weren’t so sleepy I’d beg for another round.” To emphasize his point he grinds his ass on Tadashi’s cock.
“There is always after dinner,” Tadashi reminds him pointedly.
“I like the sound of that. You for dinner and dessert.”
All too quickly sleep overtakes Shouyou and the last things on his mind are the weekend and the new bartender as well as a small twinge of guilt at the fact that he’s in Tadashi’s arms while thinking of another man. Not that it matters because Shouyou isn’t ready for a relationship with anyone so there is no real reason for the guilt.