[Ficlet] Inestimable
Title: Inestimable
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own only the story
Summary: Sho likes Masaki's hands
Word Count: 790
Warnings: PWP
Beta: None
A/N: Just a quick PWP to help me tide over the bottom-sho drought
Sho likes Masaki's hands. They were slightly bigger than his, fingers long and calloused from the many sports and activities he often took part in.
Sho likes it when his own hand seems to be engulfed by Masaki's whenever they intertwine their fingers. Sho likes the warmness of those large hands on his lower back when Masaki ushers him to walk ahead of him in narrow spaces. He likes it when Masaki uses his long fingers to caress the side of his face, down to his sides, finding every hidden crook and crevices of Sho's body, something only his lover was privileged to do. He likes it when Masaki tilts his head up with a finger under his chin to capture his lips into a heated kiss, when he gently strokes his hair away from his face, when he sends a trail of goosebumps down his body with his spit slicked fingers, wetted by Sho's mouth, and stops between his legs, when he fingers him and slowly works him open, rubbing incessantly on the spot within him and sending him so close to the edge.
But mostly, Sho likes it the most when Masaki uses those hands to pin him down, a hand holding both his wrists together above his head and the other threaded through his hair, and drives into him so roughly Sho thinks he's going to melt through the bed.
Sho gasps as Masaki pounds relentlessly into him, every thrust knocking the air out of his lungs. Masaki's hands in his hair forces his head up as Masaki licks and nibbles on the veins on his neck. Moaning loudly, Sho's back arches as Masaki shifts just a fraction to the left and finds his prostrate with his cockhead.
"Oh my god Masaki, oh my- Ah!" the words spills out of his mouth without him realising. His legs that are propped up on Masaki's shoulders seems to have lost all strength and with his hands held immobile above his head by Masaki, all he can do is just lay there and take Masaki in again and again and again...
Masaki's hands leaves his hair but his lips holds his head in place when he dives down for another session of liplocking. Sho lets out another round of loud moans into Masaki’s mouth as he finally grips his erection for the first time that night and pumps in time with his harsh thrusts.
"Hnngh!" Sho's hands claws the air and all the muscles in his body tenses. The relentless pressure against his prostate and Masaki's rough strokes on his sensitive erection sends his mind into overdrive. Sho doesn't realise when Masaki releases his wrists but the final straw is drawn when Masaki uses his now free hand to cup his face and gently brushes his thumb across his right cheekbone, his dark eyes staring right into Sho.
"You're beautiful." He says.
Sho's breath hitches as his heart slams against his chest and suddenly the whole world comes into a halt. All he can see is Masaki's face above him, hair falling over his eyes that are filled with so much love. All he can feel is the thick cock up his ass and the hands that he loves so much holding him at places that makes him feel so good.
Then he's coming harder than he ever remembers. He hears Masaki hiss at the sudden pressure of Sho clamping down on him but Sho can't control his body as his whole body tenses as he comes all over himself.
His post-orgasm states causes everything to pass by in a blur. He remembers moaning and twitching in Masaki’s hold as the other man finally comes, hips pressed snugly against his ass as he empties himself into Sho with a blissful sigh.
He feels his lover collapse onto of him after his own legs slid off the other man’s shoulders. Sho opens his eyes a little to look at Masaki, who has his cheek pressed against the pillow beside Sho’s head, only to let out a soft chuckle when he sees Masaki’s blissful expression, eyes sparkling as they stare back at him. Masaki grins as he shifts more to the side, allowing Sho to settle in a comfortable position. He then threads his hands through Sho’s hair again before pressing a soft kiss on Sho’s forehead.
“Sleepy already?” Masaki asks, his voice soft. The gentleness is sharp contrast to the rough sex Sho loves so much that happened earlier. Sho nods before scooting closer, lacing his hand together with Masaki’s free hand.
They are both sticky with sweat (and cum for Sho) but deciding that cleaning up can wait, they both snuggled up and then drifts off into a satisfying sleep.
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Well, what can I say. I miss skrb and mostly bottom-sho
Anything below 1.2k words is considered a ficlet to me... I guess?
Pairing: Sakuraiba
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I own only the story
Summary: Sho likes Masaki's hands
Word Count: 790
Warnings: PWP
Beta: None
A/N: Just a quick PWP to help me tide over the bottom-sho drought
Sho likes Masaki's hands. They were slightly bigger than his, fingers long and calloused from the many sports and activities he often took part in.
Sho likes it when his own hand seems to be engulfed by Masaki's whenever they intertwine their fingers. Sho likes the warmness of those large hands on his lower back when Masaki ushers him to walk ahead of him in narrow spaces. He likes it when Masaki uses his long fingers to caress the side of his face, down to his sides, finding every hidden crook and crevices of Sho's body, something only his lover was privileged to do. He likes it when Masaki tilts his head up with a finger under his chin to capture his lips into a heated kiss, when he gently strokes his hair away from his face, when he sends a trail of goosebumps down his body with his spit slicked fingers, wetted by Sho's mouth, and stops between his legs, when he fingers him and slowly works him open, rubbing incessantly on the spot within him and sending him so close to the edge.
But mostly, Sho likes it the most when Masaki uses those hands to pin him down, a hand holding both his wrists together above his head and the other threaded through his hair, and drives into him so roughly Sho thinks he's going to melt through the bed.
Sho gasps as Masaki pounds relentlessly into him, every thrust knocking the air out of his lungs. Masaki's hands in his hair forces his head up as Masaki licks and nibbles on the veins on his neck. Moaning loudly, Sho's back arches as Masaki shifts just a fraction to the left and finds his prostrate with his cockhead.
"Oh my god Masaki, oh my- Ah!" the words spills out of his mouth without him realising. His legs that are propped up on Masaki's shoulders seems to have lost all strength and with his hands held immobile above his head by Masaki, all he can do is just lay there and take Masaki in again and again and again...
Masaki's hands leaves his hair but his lips holds his head in place when he dives down for another session of liplocking. Sho lets out another round of loud moans into Masaki’s mouth as he finally grips his erection for the first time that night and pumps in time with his harsh thrusts.
"Hnngh!" Sho's hands claws the air and all the muscles in his body tenses. The relentless pressure against his prostate and Masaki's rough strokes on his sensitive erection sends his mind into overdrive. Sho doesn't realise when Masaki releases his wrists but the final straw is drawn when Masaki uses his now free hand to cup his face and gently brushes his thumb across his right cheekbone, his dark eyes staring right into Sho.
"You're beautiful." He says.
Sho's breath hitches as his heart slams against his chest and suddenly the whole world comes into a halt. All he can see is Masaki's face above him, hair falling over his eyes that are filled with so much love. All he can feel is the thick cock up his ass and the hands that he loves so much holding him at places that makes him feel so good.
Then he's coming harder than he ever remembers. He hears Masaki hiss at the sudden pressure of Sho clamping down on him but Sho can't control his body as his whole body tenses as he comes all over himself.
His post-orgasm states causes everything to pass by in a blur. He remembers moaning and twitching in Masaki’s hold as the other man finally comes, hips pressed snugly against his ass as he empties himself into Sho with a blissful sigh.
He feels his lover collapse onto of him after his own legs slid off the other man’s shoulders. Sho opens his eyes a little to look at Masaki, who has his cheek pressed against the pillow beside Sho’s head, only to let out a soft chuckle when he sees Masaki’s blissful expression, eyes sparkling as they stare back at him. Masaki grins as he shifts more to the side, allowing Sho to settle in a comfortable position. He then threads his hands through Sho’s hair again before pressing a soft kiss on Sho’s forehead.
“Sleepy already?” Masaki asks, his voice soft. The gentleness is sharp contrast to the rough sex Sho loves so much that happened earlier. Sho nods before scooting closer, lacing his hand together with Masaki’s free hand.
They are both sticky with sweat (and cum for Sho) but deciding that cleaning up can wait, they both snuggled up and then drifts off into a satisfying sleep.
---
Well, what can I say. I miss skrb and mostly bottom-sho
Anything below 1.2k words is considered a ficlet to me... I guess?