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Denki comes up behind Hanta and wraps their arms around his waist. “Hey Han,” he chirps, grin audible. “Whatcha doing?”
Hanta's lips curl into a smile as he feels his partner press up behind him. "Lookin' through bills," he says disgruntled as he opens another envelope and skims the information before setting it aside to deal with later.
Denki makes a rude noise at that. “Y’know, there’s better things you could be doing, though!”
Hanta sets the last envelope aside and turns around, leaning against the counter as his hands rest on Denki's waist. He raises a brow as he stares down at his partner with a curious glint. "Yeah? And what's that?"
Denki smirks up at Hanta, delighted he took the bait. “Me!”
Hanta chuckles breathily as he pulls Denki closer to him. "Aaaand why should I?" he asks teasingly, hands slipping under their shirt where his thumbs rub circles onto the skin exposed to him.
Denki grins mischievously up at him. “Hmm, allow me to convince you?”
Hanta raises a brow but nods. "Go ahead then, baby," he says as he drops his hands from their waist and places them on the counter behind him.
Denki grins at him, then holds (near-)eye contact as they slowly sink to their knees at Hanta’s feet and place a series of soft, teasing kisses along the soft line of Hanta’s clothed cock. “Please, Daddy?” he murmurs. “Please can I suck your cock?”
Hanta hums, a hand coming forward to cup Denki's cheek and cradle it tenderly. "Well, when my baby asks me so sweet and nicely, how can I say no?" he says with a smile as he uncrosses his ankles to stand with his legs apart. "Go ahead, baby."
Denki pushes gently into the hand on his face for a moment, smiling softly, then grins and turns his attention back to the (cock) task at hand. He leans in and nuzzles over Hanta’s cock, then smirks up at Hanta and starts opening his husband’s pants with their teeth, biting and twisting their head just so to undo the button before grabbing the zipper in their teeth and dragging it down.
Hanta hums in approval as Denki begins to undo his pants with their teeth - a talent that he never knew he needed to see until Denki did it on him the first time. Now he makes them do it at every chance he gets just to feel that surge of lust that runs through him knowing there's no one else that gets to see this lewd and beautiful display of Denki except for their partners, and Hanta was one of them. "Good boy," he praises as he runs a hand through Denki's hair and leaves his hand there, fingers gripping lightly at the strands.
Denki makes a pleased noise at the praise (and the hand in his hair) and pulls Hanta’s fly open, then brings his hands up just long enough to help tug his pants partway down. (They’ve done it with only their teeth before, but given that Hanta not infrequently tends towards tighter pants, this is necessary at times.) Denki doesn’t bother pulling the pants all the way down, just gets them far enough that the zipper won’t be attacking his face or neck, then comes back up. He looks up at Hanta, folds his hands behind his back, and starts mouthing gently along the clothed line of his cock, keeping his eyes on Hanta’s face the whole time.
Hanta smirks when Denki has to use their hands. Listen, tight pants really bring out his ass and thighs and he loves the way he can easily feel Denki’s cunt and the burning hot feeling from it when they sit in his lap and ride it. His gaze is darkened and dilated as he stares down at Denki with lust and desire and love running through him. “Whadaya say when you want Daddy’s cock?” he asks raspily, hand cradling Denki’s cheek tenderly.
Denki grins up at the clear evidence of how much he’s affecting Hanta (well, aside from the, ah, wonderful primary evidence right in front of their face). “Please, Daddy, may I suck your cock?” they purr, and dip their head to lick a slow stripe through Hanta’s underwear up the (delightfully long) line of his cock, eyes staying locked on Hanta’s face all the while.
Hanta smirks and pulls the waistband of his underwear down until his hard cock springs out, hitting his stomach over his shirt lightly. “Go ahead, baby,” he says as he strokes his cock once before tapping the tip on their lips.
Denki grins and gives the head a few delighted kitten licks, then wraps his lips around the head of Hanta’s cock. He braces himself lightly on Hanta’s legs and slowly, inexorably starts moving his head forward, until Hanta’s cock is in his throat and their nose hits skin.
Hanta hums low as Denki licks his tip, watching as more precum beads up after every lick as his cock and body reacts to the pleasure he's feeling. His eyes flutter as Denki moves down and down his cock until they've got the entire thing swallowed down. Moans spill out steadily as he feels the tightness of their throat squeezing him, his hips twitching forward instinctively. Hanta couldn't close his eyes if he tried. He was entirely enraptured at how beautiful and sexy Denki looked on their knees with his cock stretching their lips wide. "You look so beautiful, baby. On your knees like this with my cock down your throat like the good little cockslut you are," he praises with a groan.
Denki can’t moan with a cock down his throat like this, but his eyes flutter shut at the praise and their cunt clenches gently. They swallow once, then have to pull back to breathe, but immediately push forward again. (They really do adore having a cock in their mouth, both for how satisfying he finds it and for how good he can make his partners feel with it.)
Hanta's head tilts back slowly as Denki continues their ministrations to his cock. His hand slides back up into their hair, fingers gripping the strands a little tighter and he tugs gently when the tip of his cock reaches the back of Denki's throat again. "Ungh, good boy," he praises through a groan. He finds the strength to pick his head back up to look down at Denki, breath deep and heavy as he watches the way his baby swallows his cock so well. "Daddy's feeling nice, so you can touch your cunt," he says before a dark smirk spreads across his face. "But you can't cum until I say so. Understand?" he says as he grips Denki's hair to pull them off his cock harshly.
Denki’s throat tenses momentarily in an aborted (pleased) whine when Hanta tugs his hair. They squirm a little at Hanta’s praise, but don’t actually reach to touch themself just yet. They’re turned on as hell, and are probably leaving a wet spot through their pants at this point, but at the moment he’s enjoying the cock in his mouth (enjoying making Hanta feel good) more than he’s needing more stimulation right this instant. When Hanta pulls them off by the hair, Denki makes a soft, desperate noise, and says, “Yes, Daddy,” even as he’s not managing to find the words to explain why that probably won’t be an issue right now.
Hanta smiles and bends down to press a kiss to Denki's spit-slicked lips, running his tongue along their bottom lip before pulling back, teeth pulling Denki's bottom lip with him teasingly before letting go. "Daddy's having all the fun. Only fair my baby gets some too, right? Who knows. Maybe I want you to stretch yourself for me so I can fuck you easier after you make me cum once," he smirks as he straightens back up and grabs his cock with his other hand to slap against Denki's cheek lewdly, sliding the wet tip back and forth against Denki's lips.
Denki’s eyes go wide and they nod. If it’s something closer to an order than a ‘you can if you want’... yeah, okay, that changes things! “Ah, yes Daddy, may I have your cock again Daddy?” He snakes a hand down into his pants as he asks, circling his clit a few times before curling his fingers and thrusting them into his cunt with a soft gasp.
Hanta doesn't respond as he takes the opportunity of Denki's mouth opening during their gasp to push his cock back into their mouth again. "Course ya can," he smirks with a low chuckle at his dirty move, but he knows that Denki wouldn't be complaining in the slightest.
Denki moans softly around (and at) the sudden cock in their mouth, and rolls their hips gently against their hand. (They’re maybe not planning on stretching themself all that much, but hey, they’ll do enough to make sure they’re not about to get hurt. It’ll be fine, especially if they cum first, they just like when they can get stretched by a cock rather than fingers.) Denki suckles gently on Hanta’s cock a couple times, then repeats his earlier torturously slow move to take all of Hanta’s cock into his mouth.
Hanta groans low and long at the torturous pace that Denki takes all of his cock at. "Gods, your mouth is fucking heaven, baby," he hums as his fingers grip at Denki's hair again, tugging lightly but he just leaves it there and lets Denki do all the work. If baby wants Daddy's cum, then they're gonna have to work for it.
Denki thrusts his fingers into his cunt a couple more times, but honestly the angle’s a little awkward to do too much, so they pull their hand back and go back to circling their clit. They’re watching Hanta for cues, but it doesn't look like he's considering taking over to fuck their face yet. Hmm. Well, there's plenty of time to change that. Denki pushes forward until Hanta’s cock is in his throat again and pauses like that for a long, lovely moment, swallowing around it a couple times. When they start getting the first faint sparkles of lightheadedness, Denki pulls back, takes a second to breathe properly, then starts bobbing his head on Hanta’s cock, setting up a rhythm that’s still on the slow side, but is much more regular than before.
Hanta is content to watch Denki do all the work and earn the facefucking, smirking as his Firefly was now really adamant on getting Hanta to do what they want. He waits for Denki to do what they usually do and he grins wide and dark as they let themself hold down on Hanta's long and hard cock for a moment before pulling back. Deeming that he's made his baby waited enough, his hands grip the sides of their head as he tenses his legs. With only a brief warning - "You know your actions, baby." - before he pulls Denki's head back and holds it still as he rams his cock in and out at a brutal pace down Denki's throat.
Denki barely has enough time to suck in a fast breath and grab Hanta’s leg with the hand not currently down his pants before Hanta starts fucking their face. They rapidly forget they even have a hand down their pants as he revels in the loss of control. (And hey, they didn’t even have to break out the big guns for it this time.)
Hanta grins and pants heavily through clenched teeth as he presses his mid-back to the counter behind him so he can piston his hips better and faster with the extra support. His fingers tangle in Denki's hair and tugs roughly, loving the sounds that Denki makes when his cock hits the back of their throat or when they try to swallow around his cock. The sound sends bursts of pleasure through him as he watches the way their lips stretch around his cock and spit pools around their mouth. The floor's going to be a mess, but all is worth it to see Denki on their knees and with that beautiful glassy and glazed look in their eyes the more he fucks into their mouth.
Denki can’t moan like this, but their eyelids flutter at the rough way Hanta pulls on their hair. He stares adoringly up at Hanta as he fucks their face, even as they let their eyes unfocus, world narrowing to the cock in their mouth and Hanta standing above them.
Hanta watches the way Denki's cheeks hollow and fill out with every thrust of his hips. He wishes Denki was on their back so he can see the way their throat bulges out from the girth and length of his cock, but this sight is just as good. "Is my good boy wet and ready for my cock? Or are they too much of a cock sucking slut to give their poor cunt some relief?" he taunts, slowing his thrusts down until he was burying his cock down deep in Denki's throat, leaving it there enough to get them a little lightheaded before pulling out and doing it again once they've caught their breath.
Denki’s expression makes it clear they’d be giving Hanta a dazed, blissful smile if their mouth wasn’t otherwise occupied, even before Hanta starts leaving his cock down their throat for longer. (Given how wet the hand still down their pants is, they somehow don’t think getting their cunt fucked will be a problem. Plus they are absolutely being too much of a cocksucking slut to try to get themself off right now - it’s true and they have no reason to deny it.)
Hanta tugs Denki's head back harshly, smirking down darkly at them. "Mm, baby got Daddy's cock all nice and wet for their little cunt," he praises as he slaps his cock against one of Denki's cheek before pulling at their hair, a silent request to get them to stand up.
Denki pants for breath for a few moments once he’s pulled off, but even through that they moan softly at the praise and the wet slap of Hanta’s cock against their cheek. “Ah, yes Daddy~” They moan again at the pull on their hair, and it takes him a second to realize that it’s a pull to stand up, not just a pull to pull. He clambers to his feet, barely even realizing that his hand is still down his pants.
Hanta laughs mockingly when he realizes that Denki's still got their hand down their pants. "Poor baby is so focused on Daddy's cock that they don't even realize they had another job to do. Oh well, Daddy's fucking you whether you're stretched or not," he taunts knowing full well that Denki is an absolute cockslut and size queen so they love the stretch and he has no doubt that they're wet enough for the slide to be much more pleasurable-painful than painful-painful. He manhandles Denki so their places are switched and he can push Denki down onto the counter, but he's cruel so he makes sure they’re high up on the counter enough where they have to stand on their tippy toes.
Denki moans when he’s manhandled into place (fuck but he’s weak for his partners just casually picking him up and moving him into position), and makes a soft desperate noise at the degradation. “Ah yes Daddy please-!”
Hanta chuckles again as his hands roughly tug their pants and underwear down their thighs. He squats down, lifting each leg out gingerly as he places tender kisses along Denki's shin and thighs on one leg before moving to the next and tossing the pants away. He hums as he can smell their slick when he gets to their thighs, glistening against the light and looking absolutely enticing so of course Hanta has to have a taste. He licks up the slick that's on their inner thighs, moaning at the taste before beginning to drink up more directly from the source. His thumbs spread their cunt lips apart, tongue poking out to tease at their folds and clit.
Denki’s hand finally falls away when Hanta pulls down their pants, and they whine and squirm in anticipation as he licks up the slick on their thighs. “Ah, Han, Daddy, please,” he babbles, and cuts himself off with a whine as Hanta moves to tease his clit.
Hanta doesn't waste a second as he immediately dives into Denki's cunt and laps up all of their slick, tongue pressing insistently into their cunt and pressing against their walls. Lewd slurping noises join Denki's own noises as he eats his baby out like a starving man. He didn't care for manners as he gets their slick all over his mouth, cheeks, chin, and even his nose. He teases a thumb in and out of Denki's cunt shallowly but pulls back and stands up before he can get too carried away.
Denki cries out as Hanta dives into eating them out with a vengeance, whimpering softly with every stroke and thrust of his tongue, and louder when Hanta’s thumb slips into them, brief and teasing. Their legs drop thoughtlessly around Hanta’s shoulders, and tighten briefly when Hanta goes to stand up.
Hanta lets Denki’s legs drop, his hands guiding them down before he hooks one up to rest on the counter. This way, Denki’s cunt is spread open for him to easily slide in. Grabbing his hard and throbbing cock, he teases it by sliding the tip of it between their folds and slicking it up even more than their mouth had. He groans as he feels the blistering heat radiate off of their cunt and onto his cock. “Gods, I’m gonna pound your cunt and stretch it so wide, baby. Keep you gaping and filled with cum for Zuku to come home and destroy you later. Yeah? You want that? Want Zuku to add their cum into your cunt like the cockslut you are? Our pretty little cumdump,” he groans out as he begins to slide his cock into Denki’s cunt slowly and shallowly thrusting in and out, not sheathing his cock all the way just yet. He’s a sadist and wants to hear Denki beg for his cock. He wants them desperate and on the verge of tears so that when he finally slides in, they’ll finally let the tears fall.
Denki whines sharply at Hanta’s words. “Ah, yes, please Han, please Daddy,” he begs, and cries out as Hanta’s cock finally pushes into their cunt. It’s a delicious, perfect, aching stretch, and Denki whines in disappointment when Hanta pulls out before he’s gotten far at all. “No, Daddy, why, please, wanna be your good cockslut and cumdump, please fuck me Daddy!” Denki wraps his hanging leg around Hanta’s waist and tries to pull him forward.
Hanta smirks, gaze darkening at the way Denki was so desperate for his cock. “Mm, you are my good little cockslut and cumdump. That means you’re gonna make Daddy cum multiple times and fill your empty cunt up, right?” he asks rhetorically before slamming forward with no warning and burying himself to the hilt inside of Denki’s cunt, the lewd and loud squelching noises sending shivers up Hanta’s spine.
”Yes Daddy please DaddY-!” Denki shrieks when Hanta unexpectedly slams into him, and nearly cums on the spot. Oh, that’s a delicious, perfect mix of pleasure and the wonderful ache of being stretched a little too quickly (yup, they’re definitely a masochist).
Hanta groans loud and low, deep in his throat as his cock is immediately engulfed in tight, slick, throbbing heat. “Oh, you’re the perfect little cumdump. Such a good boy, taking all my cock so well,” he praises as he pulls out and roughly slams back in again, gyrating his hips to grind his cock inside of Denki’s cunt in the most overstimulating pleasurable way.
Denki keens at the praise and the sensation both, and whimpers at the intense sensation every time Hanta moves his hips. His eyes flutter shut, and he’s not (currently) going nonverbal, but words are beyond them at the moment.
Hanta leans over Denki, reveling in their differences in body size because Hanta absolutely blankets Denki as he drapes himself over them and pinning them to the counter. His hands grip Denki's hips tightly as his hips slam in and out with only one goal in mind and that was to make Denki cum so hard on his cock over and over again. Hanta's favorite pastime when it comes to playing with Denki is to make them cum as much as they can and overstimulate them to the point that they're crying and drooling. He presses his lips to Denki's ear, teeth biting at their lobe lightly while panting heavily in their ear. "Such a good boy. Your cunt's squeezing my cock so well. Nice and tight for Daddy to stretch and destroy. You're not gonna want anyone else's cock except for mine and Master's, huh?" he says with a dark grin as his hand slides down to pinch and flick Denki's clit.
Denki’s eyes cross and roll back, and they don’t so much slip over the edge as take an accidental flying leap into cumming with a loud wail.
Hanta grins as Denki falls apart in his arms. "Good boy," he purrs as he speeds his hips up as he feels his own climax approaching. No matter how long they've been together, seeing and feeling Denki or Izuku cum because of him especially while he's inside of them will always make Hanta cum faster than a teenage boy seeing a Playboy magazine for the first time. "Fuck, Daddy’s gonna cum. 'm gonna fill your greedy little cunt up and you're gonna keep all of my cum inside because you're a cumdump, aren't you? Daddy's sweet and good little cumdump," he groans before burying himself to the hilt one last time and cumming, thick white ropes filling Denki's slick and convulsing cunt up as his face buries in Denki's neck and his teeth bite down on their neck roughly.
Denki’s wail spikes into what’s almost a shriek at Hanta’s words (yes please, they wanna be Daddy’s good cumdump, they wanna keep his cum and be good for him-!), and as Hanta cums in them, Denki arches up into the bite, voice cutting out as their orgasm stretches on and on.
Hanta's hips stutter and twitch as he keeps cumming and filling Denki's cunt up so much that some begin to pool around where they were connected and drip down Denki's thighs. "F-Fuck, that's right. Take all my cum, baby. Such a good cockslut," he praises gravelly with heavy pants as he feels his twitching cock finally slow down and his balls empty themselves entirely inside of Denki. He slides his hand up from Denki's clit to rest on their lower stomach, feeling the slight bulge where his cum had filled them up and if he pressed just a little at a certain angle then he can feel the faint outline of his cock inside of them.
Denki’s orgasm finally ends once Hanta’s does, and they go limp on the countertop, panting and giving Hanta a blissed-out, fucked-out smile. (Hanta or Izuku cumming inside him while he’s cumming, so that he’s able to actually feel their cocks twitching in him, remains one of Denki’s favorite things.) Denki moans softly when Hanta presses on their stomach. “Hnnn, can you feel? M’full, Daddy,” they mumble, somewhere between ‘whining’ and ‘pleased, verging on smug’.
Hanta chuckles lowly and a little smug. He was very satisfied with the fact that his cock was inside of Denki and his cum was inside of their cunt right now. "Yeah, I can, baby. All stuffed with Daddy's cum and cock like the perfect cumdump you are," he replies as he press kisses along the back of Denki's neck and shoulders.
Denki’s blissed-out smile widens. “Yeeee. Like being Daddy’s and Master’s good cockslut and cumdump,” he murmurs.
Hanta slides his hand up to cup Denki's chin to turn their head so he can give them a kiss to their lips. "I know you do, baby. And you're always so good for us. Takin' everything we give and not complainin' at all," he hums as he pecks their lips and cheeks tenderly - a stark contrast to how he was just a moment ago while fucking Denki. "You ready to go get cleaned up? You wanna use the bathroom or leave the cum in for Izuku to add to when they get home?" he asks. On the one hand, sanitary is important. On the other hand, hot. But he wants to let Denki choose regardless because this was all for them in the end.
Denki pushes gently into the kiss, then shivers and makes a hopeful noise. “Leave it for Zu?”
Hanta nods. "Course, love," he says as he pulls out a nearby drawer that he knows holds a few plugs and other toys before grabbing the former to replace his cock with.
Denki makes a pleased noise and watches Hanta contentedly. “Hmm, you’re the best, love.” He pauses and smirks gently. “And not just because you make me cum my brains out on a regular basis, though it’s definitely a plus!”
Hanta snorts and shakes his head as he pulls out slowly before sliding in the plug without letting any cum drip out. He scoops up some of his cum that leaked down Denki's thighs and presses his fingers up to Denki's lips, covered in his cum for them to clean. "You only deserve the best, and the best sex," he says with a smug smirk as he gently pulls Denki up and into his chest, arms wrapping around his waist as he rests his chin on their shoulder. His fingers idly stroke up and down their stomach as he asks, "You wanna take a shower or just a washcloth and then get dressed for the day? Again," he adds with a snicker.
Denki gasps softly when the plug pops into their cunt. He eagerly sucks Hanta’s fingers into his mouth and cleans them very thoroughly. “Hmm, does shower come with company?” Denki grins impishly at Hanta, though it turns wry as he admits, “I’m, uh, not entirely sure how well I can stand quite yet. 404 bones not found and all. ... so, uh, it might need to be a washcloth after all.”
Hanta snorts and shakes his head at Denki's cheekiness which he rewards with a raspberry to their cheek. "Washcloth it is then," he says as he shifts to pick Denki up bridal style to go to their bedroom. He'll clean the kitchen after they’re both clean and dressed again.
Denki giggles delightedly at the raspberry. “Heh, how reasonable,” he laughs, then squeaks softly as he’s picked up. They settle quickly, head against Hanta’s shoulder, with a quiet content noise.
Hanta presses a kiss to Denki's forehead as he pushes the bedroom door open with his foot before entering their bathroom. He sets Denki down on the counter next to the sink and wets a washcloth under the faucet before wringing the excess water out to begin wiping Denki down. He starts with the face, pressing kisses to every clean inch of skin that he reveals because nothing makes him happier than hearing their soft and bright giggles, smile warming his heart because he gets to see this side of Denki that he had the incredible privilege to witness and be the cause of.
As Hanta was hoping, Denki giggles, soft and delighted, as he presses kisses to each bit of clean skin. It doesn’t take long before they start happy-stimming, first their hands and then their feet wiggling happily at the (slow) flurry of kisses.
Hanta laughs softly from where he is between Denki's legs as he wipes their neck and chest, lips pressing to every inch of skin he can reach. Even their nipples receive a soft kiss as he grins up at Denki cheekily before moving on to wipe their thighs after he rinses the washcloth.
Denki shivers gently when Hanta kisses their nipples. As he moves lower, they lean forward and kiss the top of Hanta’s head with a pleased smile, still giggling softly with each kiss Hanta gives.
Hanta's smile is secret yet wide as his head is tilted down to make sure that he gets all of Denki's thighs and around their cunt cleaned. Even after so many years of being together, any type of soft and gentle affection from his partners will always fluster him and make butterflies erupt in his stomach like a teenager having a crush for the first time.
Denki beams down at Hanta. He may be hiding his face, but Denki can practically hear his smile in the comfortable silence. “Love you, Han,” he murmurs.
Hanta pauses in his cleaning to peek up at Denki through his hair, the stray strands having fallen out of his bun from their activities. His cheeks are pink as he straightens up and swoops in to press a kiss to their lips. "Love you, Firefly," he responds with a small smile and bright eyes. He turns to the sink to thoroughly rinse and wash the cloth now that he’s done cleaning Denki up. He hangs it on the faucet for it to dry before picking Denki back up to head back into their bedroom to get dressed. "What do you wanna wear, baby?" he asks as he opens their walk-in closet.
Denki’s happy-stimming picks up when Hanta peeks up through his hair at them - fuck, he’s gorgeous, and Denki’s incredibly lucky to have two amazing, attractive partners. He smiles at the kiss, and nuzzles into Hanta’s neck when he’s picked up. “Mmm, I’m easy; you pick me something, love?”
Hanta pokes his head out of the closet with a tilt. "You sure? Okay, love," he says as he disappears in the closet again and grabs some of the undershirts he keeps on a shelf in their closet so he knows they're undershirts, especially for suits and his hero costume sometimes. He grabs two soft ones before walking out to their bureau to grab some underwear for both of them. Walking over to Denki, he sets the clothes down before lifting the shirt up. "Arms up, baby," he says as he holds the shirt above their head.
”Mhm! Trust you,” they say with a soft smile, and lift their arms when Hanta prompts them to.
Hanta slips the shirt over Denki’s head and bends down to kiss their nose once their head pokes through before he slips Denki’s arms through.
Denki giggles delightedly at the surprise nose kiss, and hums happily as Hanta pulls the shirt the rest of the way on.
Hanta grabs the underwear and unfolds it before patting Denki’s thigh. “Up, baby,” he says as he squats down in front of them, offering their shoulders for his love to use to stabilize themself.
Denki hums and leans forward like he’s gonna stand up, but instead kisses Hanta’s hair first with a pleased grin before using Hanta’s shoulders to push themself up to stand.
Hanta laughs softly, his own equivalent to a giggle, when he feels the kiss. He lifts each of Denki’s leg to slide into the holes before he pulls the underwear up. He does his ritual of kissing Denki’s hip before he covers it with the fabric and stands. “Go lay down, baby. I’m gonna clean myself up and then we can go make some food, yeah?” he says, arms wrapping his arms around Denki’s waist.
Denki hums happily and kisses the first bit of Hanta he can reach before wriggling up to drape themself dramatically across the bed. “Yee, sounds good.”
Hanta smiles and pats Denki’s thigh before heading back into his bathroom with his own set of clothes. He grabs the washcloth and cleans himself off as well, mainly around his groin and thighs before he gets dressed and washes the cloth again. He leaves the bathroom and heads into the bedroom after a few minutes and lays himself on top of Denki. “Ah, what a nice pillow this is,” he teases as he puts most of his weight on Denki and crushes them to his chest with his limbs, careful to not be too suffocating.
Denki laughs brightly and wiggles his arms out until they can wrap them around Hanta. “Bwahaha, my evil plot worked! I’ve got you right where I want you,” they giggle.
Hanta exclaims and laughs, pretending to struggle and fight against Denki’s hold for a few seconds before he surrenders. “I’ve been tricked! I’m now forever in the clutches of an evil octopus!” he cries, collapsing fully onto Denki, face buried in their neck.
Denki whoofs out a laugh as Hanta’s full weight drops on top of him, and wiggles their legs out to wrap around him too before laughing victoriously. “Yes! I win!” Denki promptly dissolves into giggles into Hanta’s hair, and hee, he’s so damn in love with Hanta, with both his partners.
Hanta laughs loudly, snorting once since the way he was laying causes him to be unable to take deep breaths enough for him to laugh without wheezing or snorting. He squeezes his arms around Denki's waist as he rolls them both over to lay on their sides. "I've finally lost. After many battles, I lose to the most evil creature of them all - the Cuddle Monster," he says dramatically, blowing a raspberry gently against Denki's neck before pressing kisses along the skin while suppressing a small laugh.
Denki laughs and cuddles into Hanta. “Heheheh, I found your weakness.” They sigh contentedly and kiss Hanta’s head. “Hmm, love you, Han.”
Hanta’s laughter dies down as he wraps himself around Denki, inhaling their scent and letting it flood his nose with the feeling of safety and love. “Love you, Firefly,” he mumbles, lips pressed against skin and letting the world disappear for a moment so it was just the two of them.
Denki hums, soft and contented, and snuggles into Hanta. They can get up and continue with the rest of their day in a minute. For right now, they’re content to just stay here, and cuddle, and let the world wait a little longer.