[FIC] - Sore Loser - Reno/Byou - NC-17 - Oneshot
Title: Sore Loser
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Pointless, plotless and rather short porn.
Pairings: Reno/Byou
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Written for lhunuial.
Rainchaser's Archive
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"Fuck!" Byou wasn't only cursing at Reno, no, in his mind he was actually scolding himself. Why did he have to dare him? Why did he have to tease Reno about topping? It had just gotten him into trouble.
His wrists were tightly bound to the headboard, his shirt ripped open; the shirt that had been the only clothing left on his body. The tall guitarist pushed against his knees to open his legs.
"What, now you're scared?" Reno laughed, stroking himself lewdly.
Before Byou could come up with a witty response the other took his cock into his mouth and, eventually, throat in one smooth move.
"That's not top- Oh fuck!" Reno had grazed his teeth over his rigid member before swallowing around him. Byou tugged on the scarf used to tie him up, he wanted to push his fingers through the brunette hair and tug and pull and dominate, but he couldn't.
And the worst thing of all: it turned him on.
A rich moan escaped his throat. How could such a young man have a sinfully talented mouth like that? It wasn't fair. He had no idea where the lube came from, but somehow a slick finger twisted its way into his body. Reno released his cock and kissed a trail up his body until he reached a nipple to abuse. Byou pulled at the scarf again but it was no use.
"Stop that." Reno bit into the nipple and lapped at the reddened bud. "You'll rip it."
"Then untie me!" Byou growled, hissing as the second bud met teeth.
"No." Another lick. "You like this."
"No, I don't." The vocalist huffed and tugged again at his confinements, feeling how the finger was already knuckle-deep inside of his.
Reno covered his mouth with his own, parting his lips, reaching for Byou's tongue with his own. Eventually the smaller man stopped wriggling and gave in to the kiss, a low hum vibrating through Reno's mouth.
"Taste that? Your precum. You like this, admit it." A second finger slid oh so slowly into the man beneath him, coating him with lubricant, feeling the muscles twitch and clench.
Byou squeezed his eyes shut as another moan broke out of him. He wasn't going to admit anything with words. And who the hell taught Reno to move his fingers like that? He played Byou's body like a fiddle. It didn't take as long as he thought to prepare him; you could think that Byou wasn't that unused to bottom from time to time.
And Gods, he was spreading his legs willingly.
Reno moved down Byou's body again, his teeth grazing skin, until he kissed the vocalist's base of the cock. He pressed his tongue against the shaft and licked upwards, taking the head into his mouth to suckle on it deliberately. All just to distract the blond from the third finger being pushed inside, testing and probing if he was ready.
He pulled his fingers out, slowly, his pads remaining on the clenching hole for a few seconds, making him smile victoriously. He released Byou's member with wet, plopping sound and grabbed the lube for a final squeeze to coat himself.
Reno positioned himself, towering over Byou, looking down at the vocalist's daring face. He held his arousal against the twitching entrance, enjoying the sight of Byou writhing and mewling and pulling on the scarf.
"The anticipation of a bottom, how do you like it?" Reno purred, rubbing the head against Byou without pushing in.
The blond glowered at him. "Move it or I'll make sure you won't have anything left to top with- oh fuck!" He threw his head back and the guitarist sunk into his body. "Fuck!" He cursed once more.
"Breathe." Reno whispered into his ear before licking the outlines of the shell. He moved shallowly, taking his time and giving the man beneath him a chance to adjust.
Irritated huffs left Byou's lungs after sucking in air shakily. He was lost in the sensation of being filled, having that pulsing, hot flesh throbbing inside of him. It wasn't supposed to feel this enticing, was it? He kept telling himself that he shouldn't enjoy this, that he wasn't supposed to bottom.
He pushed down on Reno, his body acting on its own accord.
"You like it." The guitarist said, increasing his thrusts little by little.
"No." Byou curved against the other man, moaning deep from throat. His arms were randomly tugging on the restraints but he didn't care anymore, all he could focus on was Reno inside him. Reno filling him. Reno rubbing that spot, making him cry out.
The brunette smirked and stopped holding back, pounding into the vocalist, watching him coming undone on his cock. It wouldn't take long, for neither of them. Reno know Byou would make fun of him later for not lasting longer, but he wouldn't be able to tell anyone else anyway. Plus, it would give him a reason to make his point that he could last longer and have his ass again.
The guitarist reached up and had some mercy, loosing the knot of the scarf until Byou's nails dug onto his upper arms, using leverage to slam down and swallow his cock to clench around it frantically.
Byou was beyond enjoying this. The mere ecstasy written all over his face was almost enough to make Reno cum. He grunted, squeezed his eyes shut, trying to draw out the last moments. It was his turn to curse. One hand left his kneaded biceps and wrapped around the dripping cock bouncing on the vocalists stomach. Byou didn't care about rhythm, he wanted to reach his peak and pumped himself desperately.
Then, as Byou's back arched off the mattress and his everything seemed to tighten around Reno's cock, the guitarist let go himself and spilled his seed inside the spasming vocalist, drawling out moans with each spurt.
Panting, there chest were pressed together, sticky with sweat and cum. Reno's hair clung to Byou's shoulder. He curiously licked at moist skin, tasting salt and sex.
"I can top."
"Shut the fuck up."
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Short plotless porn is short. So what. At least it's porn.
I'll never write sex without love again, I swear.
Author: unna_rainchaser
Rating: NC-17
Genre: Pointless, plotless and rather short porn.
Pairings: Reno/Byou
Disclaimer: Not mine, no harm intended.
Comments: Written for lhunuial.
Rainchaser's Archive
______________________________
"Fuck!" Byou wasn't only cursing at Reno, no, in his mind he was actually scolding himself. Why did he have to dare him? Why did he have to tease Reno about topping? It had just gotten him into trouble.
His wrists were tightly bound to the headboard, his shirt ripped open; the shirt that had been the only clothing left on his body. The tall guitarist pushed against his knees to open his legs.
"What, now you're scared?" Reno laughed, stroking himself lewdly.
Before Byou could come up with a witty response the other took his cock into his mouth and, eventually, throat in one smooth move.
"That's not top- Oh fuck!" Reno had grazed his teeth over his rigid member before swallowing around him. Byou tugged on the scarf used to tie him up, he wanted to push his fingers through the brunette hair and tug and pull and dominate, but he couldn't.
And the worst thing of all: it turned him on.
A rich moan escaped his throat. How could such a young man have a sinfully talented mouth like that? It wasn't fair. He had no idea where the lube came from, but somehow a slick finger twisted its way into his body. Reno released his cock and kissed a trail up his body until he reached a nipple to abuse. Byou pulled at the scarf again but it was no use.
"Stop that." Reno bit into the nipple and lapped at the reddened bud. "You'll rip it."
"Then untie me!" Byou growled, hissing as the second bud met teeth.
"No." Another lick. "You like this."
"No, I don't." The vocalist huffed and tugged again at his confinements, feeling how the finger was already knuckle-deep inside of his.
Reno covered his mouth with his own, parting his lips, reaching for Byou's tongue with his own. Eventually the smaller man stopped wriggling and gave in to the kiss, a low hum vibrating through Reno's mouth.
"Taste that? Your precum. You like this, admit it." A second finger slid oh so slowly into the man beneath him, coating him with lubricant, feeling the muscles twitch and clench.
Byou squeezed his eyes shut as another moan broke out of him. He wasn't going to admit anything with words. And who the hell taught Reno to move his fingers like that? He played Byou's body like a fiddle. It didn't take as long as he thought to prepare him; you could think that Byou wasn't that unused to bottom from time to time.
And Gods, he was spreading his legs willingly.
Reno moved down Byou's body again, his teeth grazing skin, until he kissed the vocalist's base of the cock. He pressed his tongue against the shaft and licked upwards, taking the head into his mouth to suckle on it deliberately. All just to distract the blond from the third finger being pushed inside, testing and probing if he was ready.
He pulled his fingers out, slowly, his pads remaining on the clenching hole for a few seconds, making him smile victoriously. He released Byou's member with wet, plopping sound and grabbed the lube for a final squeeze to coat himself.
Reno positioned himself, towering over Byou, looking down at the vocalist's daring face. He held his arousal against the twitching entrance, enjoying the sight of Byou writhing and mewling and pulling on the scarf.
"The anticipation of a bottom, how do you like it?" Reno purred, rubbing the head against Byou without pushing in.
The blond glowered at him. "Move it or I'll make sure you won't have anything left to top with- oh fuck!" He threw his head back and the guitarist sunk into his body. "Fuck!" He cursed once more.
"Breathe." Reno whispered into his ear before licking the outlines of the shell. He moved shallowly, taking his time and giving the man beneath him a chance to adjust.
Irritated huffs left Byou's lungs after sucking in air shakily. He was lost in the sensation of being filled, having that pulsing, hot flesh throbbing inside of him. It wasn't supposed to feel this enticing, was it? He kept telling himself that he shouldn't enjoy this, that he wasn't supposed to bottom.
He pushed down on Reno, his body acting on its own accord.
"You like it." The guitarist said, increasing his thrusts little by little.
"No." Byou curved against the other man, moaning deep from throat. His arms were randomly tugging on the restraints but he didn't care anymore, all he could focus on was Reno inside him. Reno filling him. Reno rubbing that spot, making him cry out.
The brunette smirked and stopped holding back, pounding into the vocalist, watching him coming undone on his cock. It wouldn't take long, for neither of them. Reno know Byou would make fun of him later for not lasting longer, but he wouldn't be able to tell anyone else anyway. Plus, it would give him a reason to make his point that he could last longer and have his ass again.
The guitarist reached up and had some mercy, loosing the knot of the scarf until Byou's nails dug onto his upper arms, using leverage to slam down and swallow his cock to clench around it frantically.
Byou was beyond enjoying this. The mere ecstasy written all over his face was almost enough to make Reno cum. He grunted, squeezed his eyes shut, trying to draw out the last moments. It was his turn to curse. One hand left his kneaded biceps and wrapped around the dripping cock bouncing on the vocalists stomach. Byou didn't care about rhythm, he wanted to reach his peak and pumped himself desperately.
Then, as Byou's back arched off the mattress and his everything seemed to tighten around Reno's cock, the guitarist let go himself and spilled his seed inside the spasming vocalist, drawling out moans with each spurt.
Panting, there chest were pressed together, sticky with sweat and cum. Reno's hair clung to Byou's shoulder. He curiously licked at moist skin, tasting salt and sex.
"I can top."
"Shut the fuck up."
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Short plotless porn is short. So what. At least it's porn.
I'll never write sex without love again, I swear.