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If you love something… Put it in your mouth.
It was as simple as that. Apparently.
Ai squirmed as he was up to his waist in Yusaku’s mouth. His elbows were bent outwards, his hands were planted on Yusaku’s lips, and his legs kicked inside of Yusaku’s mouth. The toe of his boot-shaped foot scraped against the roof of Yusaku’s mouth and he gagged on it, pleasurably.
The moan rumbled through Ai and he felt something deep inside of him squelch. For lack of a better word. The Ignis were not made with compatibility to sexual activities in mind but free will was, indeed, free will. The results could just be a little janky from time to time. Like right now.
Ai was more turned on than he thought he would be with Yusaku all but gnawing on him. Ai brushed up against the insides of Yusaku’s less than pearly white teeth. He was slick with saliva, bouncing on Yusaku’s tongue on his underside, riding it as Yusaku gave him the weirdest oral of anyone’s life.
Yusaku’s tongue flicked around Ai’s limbs. He drew back, pulled them up, and felt the tip of Yusaku’s tongue everywhere. He was deft and flexible as he curled it along Ai’s legs. It tickled. A shiver ran down Ai’s spine as he wrestled against Yusaku’s mouth. He couldn’t help himself. He was in constant movement as Yusaku munched away.
Ai writhed and squirmed. He bucked his hips against Yusaku’s tongue but he sucked in his breath so the walls would collapse inwards. Ai was squished between Yusaku’s cheeks as he continued to move. He grinded against Yusaku’s tongue. It was wet and slippery but it felt good.
“Y-Yeah, just like that…” Ai moaned.
Yusaku nodded his head. Ai bounced up and down, he kneed against the roof of Yusaku’s mouth and was then cushioned by his tongue. Yusaku reached up and he cupped Ai with his hands, supported his upper back gently and with just the brush of his fingertips, Ai shivered some more. This felt more controlled than before. The cage of Yusaku’s fingers were gentle and then, his tongue was anything but. A sudden jolt to the rhythm that Ai had just been luxuriating in.
Ai yipped as Yusaku pushed his tongue in between Ai’s legs, so he couldn’t ride it anyway. Ai held on tighter to the crevices of Yusaku’s face, the dip of his lips and the jut of his chin. Anything for leverage as he was thoroughly swiped in and around the crotch.
Ai leaned his head back only to be caught in the net of Yusaku’s fingers. His whole body throbbed as his crotch was licked and rubbed. The drag of Yusaku’s taste buds was strange against Ai’s silicone skin because he could feel each, individual one and each, individual taste bud rubbed against him.
Yusaku’s tongue curled and meandered. He gorged himself on all of Ai’s lower body and Ai surrendered himself to it. The sensations were overwhelming and he was hitting a crisis point as tears welled up in his glowy, yellow eyes. He let go of Yusaku’s face just to hide his own, he put the bar of his forearm against the round of his mouthless face and suppressed a long moan.
So that’s when Yusaku exerted pressure. He wanted to hear that sound of Ai coming undone, Ai could feel it as real as he felt Yusaku’s canines in his legs. The pierce of Yusaku’s teeth into Ai’s rubbery flesh had Ai squirming. Partially turned on, partially afraid.
Did you know? If a human put a finger in their mouth, they could bite it off? It took the exact same amount of strength as biting a raw carrot into two.
Ai dared not think what Yusaku could do to him if he really tried. For now, the pain excited him. It deepened the pleasure of how Yusaku’s mouth, and all his love, washed over him.
He was an Ignis. He was not made to be chewed on, nor cut or diced. He was not made to feel bodily pleasure the way that humans could do: they were designed with more than just mouths omitted, after all and yet. Ai could swear that he was close. That he was on some verge of orgasm, or the equivalent thereof.
He had fooled around. All of them had, or so he had to imagine. Either that or it was just him and this was another benefit of his particular strain of free will with creation and instinct. Ai had gotten off here or there before but it was weird. It made him feel ten foot tall and bulletproof but inside of Yusaku’s mouth…
He had never felt more vulnerable.
Ai groaned and strained. He felt Yusaku’s tongue push up against his crotch as hard as he could muster with such a slimy, clumsy muscle. Ai liked it though, he grinded back, matched the movement to add friction of wrestling to what they were doing.
A bizarre oral that had them both so utterly turned on.
“Yusaku,” Ai moaned, “I’m-I’m so close.”
“Good.”
Yusaku’s voice was chunky and distorted. Ai was actually only guessing if that’s what Yusaku had replied at all. It could have been anything since Ai was in the way and that was causing his voice to be muffled and full of spittle.
His voice also reverberated through Ai. It caused tingles on his silicone skin, soaked him in saliva. It was almost ticklish and almost torturesome, too. Yusaku was too loud with just a grumble. It was madness.
Then Yusaku growled. More noises that had Ai dance and twist in his mouth. The noise of it was cumbersome and inescapable. Ai’s fingers twitched and he felt spasms in his upper arms. He wrestled this way and then that way as his whole head rang with Yusaku’s voice. Amorphous, wordless, and yet full of wanting for him, wanting what felt best, for that closeness to come to fruition. He said it himself after all. He was close.
Well, now, Ai was far from it as he found himself on the other side of that bell curve of arrival.
Ai arched his back and he kicked his legs. The toe of his boot-like foot scraped against the back of Yusaku’s mouth. He swallowed, squeezed the walls of his throat and grinded his lips into Ai’s hips. Ai warbled. His voice strained and whinnied in fear and arousal. He felt like he was being closed in, eaten, devoured, consumed, and all for what?
So he could come? Well, he did.
It was an electric and clean sensation. That was the best Ai could describe it as he felt it and it pulled him every which way. Jolts and bolts of orgasmic emotion that had him twisting from the inside out.
“Yusaku!” Ai called his lover’s name.
Yusaku smirked. Ai could feel it in the way Yusaku’s lips stretched over him, thinned and spanned over him a way it hadn’t before.
Good .
Ai heard that one word in Yusaku’s voice in his head. He could imagine it crystal clear. He hadn’t heard it for real as Yusaku’s uvular hadn’t wiggled, nor had a rumble followed to decimate Ai some more as he felt, well, good.
Instead of speaking, Yusaku opened his mouth and Ai shivered. The wet of the saliva all over Ai was susceptible to the cold as it clashed with the warm of Yusaku’s mouth. He bobbed Ai on his tongue, playful, but mostly letting Ai go.
Ai breathed a sigh of relief. He was shaky in the wake of his crescendo.
Ai clambered out of Yusaku’s mouth and Yusaku reached out. He cupped his hands and Ai lowered himself into the bed of them. He collapsed, all too relaxed to do too much with his body that could be considered graceful or dexterous.
“I liked that.” Yusaku said.
“Yeah, I can tell.” Ai snickered, he rolled his eyes.
“Thanks for letting me do it.” Yusaku said and he brought Ai closer to his face again.
Ai waited for a beat then replied, “Me too.”
Yusaku smiled a small smile and kissed the side of Ai’s head. The one part of him which was still high and dry. Not anymore but Ai didn’t mind, he closed his eyes and let Yusaku follow through that kiss with one final lick.