[Fic] One step forward, two steps back
Title : One step forward, two steps back (part 7)
Pairing : Ohno/Nino
Rating : PG R
Genre : Drama. Light angst. Romance
Disclaimer : fiction desu
Note : So. Blame that epic Yakai episode for the abundance of Ohmiya feels. First part could be read HERE This is also commissioned by my Ohno's Nino,
DAISUKIDESU3 <3 Smut part! One more after this, and we're done! Happy New Year, y'all!
(One step forward, two steps back 6)
He honestly doesn’t think it could get any better than this, when he’s sitting on his ass on Nino’s couch, half-cursing and half-moaning his pleasure, watching his dick disappears in between Nino’s lips. He couldn’t even remember how they got to this point either, when the last thing he remembers was Nino literally man-handling him with the kind of masculine strength Nino rarely displayed, surging up and kissing him hard before pushing him backwards to the direction of the couch.
His fingers comb through Nino’s hair, tugging at the soft strands as Nino hollow his cheeks on a deep suck before letting his dick go with a wet pop. There’s something to be said about the action that it’s almost impossible not to be mesmerized by it, feels his fingers shake uncontrollably as he watches Nino’s tongue lap at the sensitive head.
“Jesus - ah!” he mutters, shutting his eyes close for a moment and holding Nino’s face steady to stop him, barely keeping his orgasm at bay as he breathes harshly through his nose. Nino whines like a cat that’s been denied the cream, his fingers tightening around the base in retaliation.
“God, just give me a minute, Nino, please?” he hisses, but the heat spreading around his thighs is unbearable he could barely stand it. Nino at least stops trying to put his mouth back where he wants it, but he’s leaned up to lick his chin instead, moaning softly as he indulges Nino with a hard kiss and tasting himself on Nino’s tongue in the process.
He pulls just far enough to breathe and gives Nino a look. “Fuck, do you even know what you’re doing to me? You’re just - shit, I almost came right there, you know?” He says, wondering if he sounded like he’s complaining but that doesn’t seem like it when he’s shaking still and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of Nino’s mouth, imagining just where it’s just been a moment ago.
“Isn’t that the whole point of me sucking you off?” Nino asks through heavy-lidded eyes, “To make you come?”
He shakes his head, unable to find the right words to describe how he feels, what he means; he doesn’t want to be misunderstood, not now, not about this, especially, but it’s difficult when his heart and his body are in serious contention. On one hand, he was aching to have more than he is allowed, to take everything Nino’s allowed to give, make slow love to him until neither of them could move.
“Yes, I know I agreed,” he starts, gesturing at the space between them before setting his hand on Nino’s cheek and looking away, embarrassed. It’s hard, but he does his best to rearrange the words in his head enough to say them, hoping against hope Nino would understand him the way he always does.
“But I also remember telling you I don’t mind taking it slow,” he follows, stooping a little until he’s face to face with Nino, and they’re close enough that he could press their foreheads together when he opens his mouth to talk. “I still mean it, Nino. We don’t have to do this now if you think it’s not a good idea.”
Nino chuckles in answer, bumping their foreheads lightly as if saying he’s being completely silly, but that he doesn’t mind; he hopes that’s the case, especially when Nino remains uncharacteristically quiet for a moment longer, until Ohno could no longer stand the silence.
“Nino? Are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
He pulls away just far enough to look Nino over. “Are you mad?”
“No,” Nino says, “I’m - thinking.”
“About what?”
“About what you said,” Nino counters, reaching over to squeeze his cheek. “I’m considering taking your offer, honestly, but I’m also thinking how unfortunate it is if we have to stop now that you’re half naked and your dick is still hard, mine too, see?”
He looks down to see the dent Nino’s dick makes in his pants, and his fingers itch to touch but he holds himself. “Err, what are you proposing then?”
Nino shakes his head and giggles, as if he can’t help it. Then he surges forward once again, kissing him square on the mouth and doing it again.
“Nah, I say let’s do it.”
He smiles. He can’t say he has any qualms about that, either.
+
He doesn’t mean to sound condescending, but it’s hard to act like he still has his head on its proper place when he’s completely blown away by how damn sexy Ohno is, how undoubtedly charmed he is despite the fact that he’s moaning and writhing under Ohno’s clever hands. He’s flat on his back on the bed - they’ve managed to migrate there before things began to escalate again (and since all the necessary supplies are there anyway) - pillows shoved under his hips as Ohno prepares him with gentleness he doesn’t think he needs but appreciates anyway.
“Is this okay? Nino?” Ohno whispers, voice hesitant in the way his fingers aren’t. Nino wants to be jealous, but it’s hard when his brain is a mess and the word-producing part of it has just decided to take a break, leaving him unable to form coherent words as Ohno finger-fucks him.
“Shit, you’re still so tight,” Ohno comments, pushing another finger alongside the one that’s already there. “Why are you still so tight?” Ohno asks, pushing his fingers in and making Nino jerk when the tip touches that bundle of nerves there on accident, throwing his head back and keening.
“What - what happened?” Ohno’s fingers still, and Nino whines on cue.
“Ah, nothing, please don’t stop,” he moans, pulling his legs up and giving Ohno extra room to move. This part should be embarrassing at best, but the way Ohno is looking down at him as he adds another finger make things inside Nino’s chest tight.
“A-Are you sure?”
“Yes,” he says, gutturally, hips following Ohno’s fingers’ movements. He doesn’t want to keep talking, but Ohno’s uncertainty is something he can’t just ignore. After all, even though this is his first time with a man, doing this same act, isn’t. He’s done this enough times to know what to expect, but judging Ohno’s reaction, it’s obvious it’s his first.
“You sure I’m not hurting you?”
He swallows hard, licking his suddenly dry lips as his body adjusts to the invasion, preparing itself for something more. Ohno’s fingers - three of them now - already feels bigger, but they certainly wouldn’t compare to what’s to come.
“I’ll say if you do, which you’re not, so stop talking and just - ah, more,” he mewls, trembling hard. Ohno does so without another word, stretching Nino and making soft noises as he does so.
“Ah, I’m ready, I’m ready!” he keens a few moments later, hands shooting out to grab any part of Ohno he could reach, tugging him down. Ohno hisses, stills visibly before pulling his fingers out one by one and crawling up Nino’s body to kiss him quickly afterwards.
“Wait, Nino, wait. Condom, I have to -“
“You don’t need it, come on,” he wheezes, wrapping his legs around Ohno’s hips to stop him moving. Ohno wriggles free, but he simply pulls Ohno down for a kiss to shut him up.
“But - “
“I said you don’t need it, Satoshi,” he insists, parting his legs and urging Ohno to settle comfortably atop him, jerking his hips up and letting Ohno feel his need for the other man. Their dicks rub together with the movement, and they both groan in unison at the wonderful feel of it. “Come on, just like this, do it.” He says, wrapping his fingers around Ohno’s cock at the same time.
Ohno groans and Nino swears he feels Ohno harden in his grasp even more.
“You’re sure?”
“You keep asking me that,” he says, a touche annoyed. “Yes, okay? One hundred percent yes. Now stop talking and start fucking.”
“Jesus, Nino.” Ohno mutters, but he does reposition himself above Nino in the same breath, aiming the blunt head of his cock against Nino’s entrance and jerking, filling Nino in one swift move.
+
He’s quite possibly about to lose his mind, and most probably his sanity too, but he’ll worry about that later, if he still have the brain capacity for it. For now, he’s only focused on the way Nino’s neck looks when he throws his head to keen, arching his body off the bed as if he’s offering it all to him and him alone.
He growls, thrusting forward with a hiss just as he ducks his head and puts his mouth on Nino’s throat, sucking on the warm patch of skin he finds there with so little grace. A part of him is reminding him to be careful about marks, but it’s difficult to be mindful when Nino is moaning hard and urging him on like he wants nothing else.
“Shit shit shit,” he curses, pulling Nino’s leg up at the same time he’s angling his thrusts to the right, and Nino outright yells, loud enough to wake the entire building. He at least remembers to put his mouth over Nino to muffle the sounds he still makes, thrusting harder he’s certain he’s reaching the ends of Nino’s body with every jerk, his orgasm just within his reach.
Two more thrusts and before he knows it Nino is coming in bursts in between their bodies, batting his hand away from his mouth and dragging him down for a kiss. Still, he doesn’t stop, pushing forward and thrusting harder to catch the tails of Nino’s pleasure, barely able to stop himself shouting too when he comes, shooting his pleasure into the depths of Nino’s body with a cry and a full body shudder while holding Nino close.
Pairing : Ohno/Nino
Rating : PG R
Genre : Drama. Light angst. Romance
Disclaimer : fiction desu
Note : So. Blame that epic Yakai episode for the abundance of Ohmiya feels. First part could be read HERE This is also commissioned by my Ohno's Nino,
DAISUKIDESU3 <3 Smut part! One more after this, and we're done! Happy New Year, y'all!
(One step forward, two steps back 6)
He honestly doesn’t think it could get any better than this, when he’s sitting on his ass on Nino’s couch, half-cursing and half-moaning his pleasure, watching his dick disappears in between Nino’s lips. He couldn’t even remember how they got to this point either, when the last thing he remembers was Nino literally man-handling him with the kind of masculine strength Nino rarely displayed, surging up and kissing him hard before pushing him backwards to the direction of the couch.
His fingers comb through Nino’s hair, tugging at the soft strands as Nino hollow his cheeks on a deep suck before letting his dick go with a wet pop. There’s something to be said about the action that it’s almost impossible not to be mesmerized by it, feels his fingers shake uncontrollably as he watches Nino’s tongue lap at the sensitive head.
“Jesus - ah!” he mutters, shutting his eyes close for a moment and holding Nino’s face steady to stop him, barely keeping his orgasm at bay as he breathes harshly through his nose. Nino whines like a cat that’s been denied the cream, his fingers tightening around the base in retaliation.
“God, just give me a minute, Nino, please?” he hisses, but the heat spreading around his thighs is unbearable he could barely stand it. Nino at least stops trying to put his mouth back where he wants it, but he’s leaned up to lick his chin instead, moaning softly as he indulges Nino with a hard kiss and tasting himself on Nino’s tongue in the process.
He pulls just far enough to breathe and gives Nino a look. “Fuck, do you even know what you’re doing to me? You’re just - shit, I almost came right there, you know?” He says, wondering if he sounded like he’s complaining but that doesn’t seem like it when he’s shaking still and he couldn’t keep his eyes off of Nino’s mouth, imagining just where it’s just been a moment ago.
“Isn’t that the whole point of me sucking you off?” Nino asks through heavy-lidded eyes, “To make you come?”
He shakes his head, unable to find the right words to describe how he feels, what he means; he doesn’t want to be misunderstood, not now, not about this, especially, but it’s difficult when his heart and his body are in serious contention. On one hand, he was aching to have more than he is allowed, to take everything Nino’s allowed to give, make slow love to him until neither of them could move.
“Yes, I know I agreed,” he starts, gesturing at the space between them before setting his hand on Nino’s cheek and looking away, embarrassed. It’s hard, but he does his best to rearrange the words in his head enough to say them, hoping against hope Nino would understand him the way he always does.
“But I also remember telling you I don’t mind taking it slow,” he follows, stooping a little until he’s face to face with Nino, and they’re close enough that he could press their foreheads together when he opens his mouth to talk. “I still mean it, Nino. We don’t have to do this now if you think it’s not a good idea.”
Nino chuckles in answer, bumping their foreheads lightly as if saying he’s being completely silly, but that he doesn’t mind; he hopes that’s the case, especially when Nino remains uncharacteristically quiet for a moment longer, until Ohno could no longer stand the silence.
“Nino? Are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
He pulls away just far enough to look Nino over. “Are you mad?”
“No,” Nino says, “I’m - thinking.”
“About what?”
“About what you said,” Nino counters, reaching over to squeeze his cheek. “I’m considering taking your offer, honestly, but I’m also thinking how unfortunate it is if we have to stop now that you’re half naked and your dick is still hard, mine too, see?”
He looks down to see the dent Nino’s dick makes in his pants, and his fingers itch to touch but he holds himself. “Err, what are you proposing then?”
Nino shakes his head and giggles, as if he can’t help it. Then he surges forward once again, kissing him square on the mouth and doing it again.
“Nah, I say let’s do it.”
He smiles. He can’t say he has any qualms about that, either.
+
He doesn’t mean to sound condescending, but it’s hard to act like he still has his head on its proper place when he’s completely blown away by how damn sexy Ohno is, how undoubtedly charmed he is despite the fact that he’s moaning and writhing under Ohno’s clever hands. He’s flat on his back on the bed - they’ve managed to migrate there before things began to escalate again (and since all the necessary supplies are there anyway) - pillows shoved under his hips as Ohno prepares him with gentleness he doesn’t think he needs but appreciates anyway.
“Is this okay? Nino?” Ohno whispers, voice hesitant in the way his fingers aren’t. Nino wants to be jealous, but it’s hard when his brain is a mess and the word-producing part of it has just decided to take a break, leaving him unable to form coherent words as Ohno finger-fucks him.
“Shit, you’re still so tight,” Ohno comments, pushing another finger alongside the one that’s already there. “Why are you still so tight?” Ohno asks, pushing his fingers in and making Nino jerk when the tip touches that bundle of nerves there on accident, throwing his head back and keening.
“What - what happened?” Ohno’s fingers still, and Nino whines on cue.
“Ah, nothing, please don’t stop,” he moans, pulling his legs up and giving Ohno extra room to move. This part should be embarrassing at best, but the way Ohno is looking down at him as he adds another finger make things inside Nino’s chest tight.
“A-Are you sure?”
“Yes,” he says, gutturally, hips following Ohno’s fingers’ movements. He doesn’t want to keep talking, but Ohno’s uncertainty is something he can’t just ignore. After all, even though this is his first time with a man, doing this same act, isn’t. He’s done this enough times to know what to expect, but judging Ohno’s reaction, it’s obvious it’s his first.
“You sure I’m not hurting you?”
He swallows hard, licking his suddenly dry lips as his body adjusts to the invasion, preparing itself for something more. Ohno’s fingers - three of them now - already feels bigger, but they certainly wouldn’t compare to what’s to come.
“I’ll say if you do, which you’re not, so stop talking and just - ah, more,” he mewls, trembling hard. Ohno does so without another word, stretching Nino and making soft noises as he does so.
“Ah, I’m ready, I’m ready!” he keens a few moments later, hands shooting out to grab any part of Ohno he could reach, tugging him down. Ohno hisses, stills visibly before pulling his fingers out one by one and crawling up Nino’s body to kiss him quickly afterwards.
“Wait, Nino, wait. Condom, I have to -“
“You don’t need it, come on,” he wheezes, wrapping his legs around Ohno’s hips to stop him moving. Ohno wriggles free, but he simply pulls Ohno down for a kiss to shut him up.
“But - “
“I said you don’t need it, Satoshi,” he insists, parting his legs and urging Ohno to settle comfortably atop him, jerking his hips up and letting Ohno feel his need for the other man. Their dicks rub together with the movement, and they both groan in unison at the wonderful feel of it. “Come on, just like this, do it.” He says, wrapping his fingers around Ohno’s cock at the same time.
Ohno groans and Nino swears he feels Ohno harden in his grasp even more.
“You’re sure?”
“You keep asking me that,” he says, a touche annoyed. “Yes, okay? One hundred percent yes. Now stop talking and start fucking.”
“Jesus, Nino.” Ohno mutters, but he does reposition himself above Nino in the same breath, aiming the blunt head of his cock against Nino’s entrance and jerking, filling Nino in one swift move.
+
He’s quite possibly about to lose his mind, and most probably his sanity too, but he’ll worry about that later, if he still have the brain capacity for it. For now, he’s only focused on the way Nino’s neck looks when he throws his head to keen, arching his body off the bed as if he’s offering it all to him and him alone.
He growls, thrusting forward with a hiss just as he ducks his head and puts his mouth on Nino’s throat, sucking on the warm patch of skin he finds there with so little grace. A part of him is reminding him to be careful about marks, but it’s difficult to be mindful when Nino is moaning hard and urging him on like he wants nothing else.
“Shit shit shit,” he curses, pulling Nino’s leg up at the same time he’s angling his thrusts to the right, and Nino outright yells, loud enough to wake the entire building. He at least remembers to put his mouth over Nino to muffle the sounds he still makes, thrusting harder he’s certain he’s reaching the ends of Nino’s body with every jerk, his orgasm just within his reach.
Two more thrusts and before he knows it Nino is coming in bursts in between their bodies, batting his hand away from his mouth and dragging him down for a kiss. Still, he doesn’t stop, pushing forward and thrusting harder to catch the tails of Nino’s pleasure, barely able to stop himself shouting too when he comes, shooting his pleasure into the depths of Nino’s body with a cry and a full body shudder while holding Nino close.