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Kon pushes Tim harder into the plush mattress of his bed, slipping a thigh between Tim’s parted legs. His mouth nips and sucks at the junction of Tim’s shoulder and neck, intent on making a mark that will show.
Everyone knows they’re together now anyway, so there’s no use hiding it. And yeah- maybe Kon gets a little possessive. But thankfully Tim’s happy to indulge him.
He’s more than happy, if his soft moans are anything to go by. Kon hums softly, pressing his thigh down harder as he moves his mouth up higher, sucking at a place under Tim’s jaw.
The sound that Tim makes is like music to Kon’s ears, all whiny and needy. It all goes right to his cock, which has been hard for the last fifteen minutes at least. And while they’ve both stripped down to their boxers, the fabric is still much too restrictive for Kon.
“Babe,” he whispers into Tim’s ear, shamelessly rolling his hips down onto him. “I need you.”
Tim hums, tangling his hands in Kon’s hair as he pulls him over to kiss him properly, their tongues sliding hotly across eachother. Tim breaks away first, panting softly into the space between them.
“Can we…?”
“Yeah?” Kon prompts, swiping a stray bit of hair from Tim’s face. Tim flushes lightly, which only serves to make Kon’s heart quicken in excitement. If Tim’s embarrassed, then whatever he wants has got to be good.
“Can we try something else today?“ Tim asks.
“Go on,” Kon encourages, softly grinding down again.
“Erm-“ Tim flushes darker, his eyes looking to the side to avoid Kon’s gaze.
“Just ask babe, I wont bite.” Kon sucks on his lower lip, a smirk slowly spreading across his face. “Well, unless you want me to, anyway.”
“You’re the worst,” Tim groans as he smacks him lightly, which only makes Kon chuckle. He flexes his thigh suddenly, enjoying the way that Tim softly moans.
Kon presses a trail of kisses across Tim’s face, ending up right by his ear again. He exhales slowly, feeling Tim shiver beneath him. “Come on Tim,” he says, his voice low and soft. “Ask me.”
Tim grunts, grinding his hips up onto Kon’s thigh. “Can I ride you?” He asks, his voice sounding ever so slightly shy.
Kon’s heart skips a beat as his cock twitches in his boxers. And he’s pretty sure he’s just moaned too.
“God yes Tim. Yes please.”
Kon reclaims Tim’s mouth, biting at his lower lip, his hands sliding along Tim’s exposed flank. Tim breathes out a laugh.
“You’ve gotta get under me then.”
“Right,” Kon answers eagerly, carefully flipping them so that Tim is now situated on top, his weight blanketing over Kon. Tim kisses him once before pulling back a bit, his ass sitting right on Kon’s crotch. He has to bite back a moan, the tease of what’s to come almost too much already.
“Now stay there and don’t move,” Tim says, all his previous shyness entirely gone. And the tone of his voice has shifted too, suddenly turning much darker. Commanding, almost. It sends shivers of pleasure down Kon’s spine as he eagerly nods. Besides- where else is he going to go?
Tim slides off of him for a second, slipping off his boxers before settling back atop of Kon. He slides Kon’s own boxers down, his cock springing forward, already dripping and flushed red. Tim circles the head teasingly with his thumb, making Kon buck involuntarily into the air.
Tim pulls away. “I didn’t tell you to move,” he muses, his voice low. “I need you to be a good boy, ok?”
Kon swallows, his mouth having gone dry at Tim’s words. When and where did he learn all of-? Never mind. It doesn’t matter. What matters is the way that his words make Kon’s dick jump, his heart quickening in pace.
Tim slides Kon’s boxers off the rest of the way,
his expression possessive and predatory, bordering on dangerous. The sight of it sends shivers of pleasure down Kon’s spine.
“Now be good while I prep myself,” Tim orders, putting his weight into his knees as he slides a hand down between his legs. Kon groans at the sight of Tim’s back arching, his eyes fluttering closed as his fingers slip between his folds, a soft moan escaping his lips as he begins to move his hand. He watches as Tim gets himself ready for him, rocking down on his fingers to take them deeper and deeper and-
Tim is literally going to be the death of him. He is genuinely going to die if he can’t shove his cock into him now.
“Babe-“ Kon whines, his voice high and breathy.
Tim smirks as he works his fingers inside himself. “Be patient love.”
Kon huffs but stays still, watching as Tim finishes prepping himself, sliding his fingers out with an obscene squelch.
Tim repositions himself then, lining himself up with Kon, his tight heat resting teasingly on the head of Kon’s cock. It’s taking all of his will power to not buck up into him, to chase that slick heat, that wonderful pressure-
“Stay,” Tim demands, pushing down on Kon’s hips. He must’ve seen the idea forming in Kon’s mind.
Kon whines. “Please babe-“
“Shhh,” Tim coos, slowly sinking down on him. Kon throws his head back with a moan, his back arching as Tim seats himself all the way down, taking all of him in one go. Tim groans, clenching down on Kon, which makes him moan again in turn.
“So good,” Tim murmurs, rolling his hips around. Kon makes the mistake of blinking his eyes open just then, of peering up to see his boyfriend, and-
Holy shit.
Holy shit.
His body glistens with sweat, his pale skin glowing in the moonlight. His back is arched beautifully, and a halo of dark hair surrounds his face, which is flushed red, his lips parted. Everything about him is entirely ethereal, from his long limbs to his toned muscles. From his sculpted jaw to his smooth skin.
Kon can’t believe that Tim is his. That he is Tim’s.
“You’re beautiful,” Kon murmurs, sliding a hand up Tim’s sinewy thigh, his fingers digging into his flesh. Tim hums, tilting his head down to peer at Kon between thick lashes.
His breath is stolen away once again as he meets Tim’s gaze, all darkened with lust and desire.
It should be illegal how alluring he looks. How provocative. He looks like he’s straight out of a fucking porno.
Unfair. But Kon’s not complaining.
And he hardly has a chance to marvel any further, because suddenly Tim is moving, pushing himself up so that just the tip of Kon’s dick is in, and then slamming himself back down again. Kon can’t stop the moan that falls from his lips, his grip on Tim’s thighs tightening.
“You’re so good,” Tim praises in between pants. He sets a brutal pace, riding him impossibly rough. Kon didn’t know sex could feel like this- and he loves it. Seeing Tim moving on his cock like that, taking him so good, so well. Feeling him push Kon harder into the mattress, his cunt all wet and hot and tight around him. And while it’s not in his instincts to lay back and let someone else do all of the work, he’s finding that… yeah. He seriously loves it.
Though, it is a bit difficult. As Kon feels his orgasm teeter on the edge, he finds that he wants nothing more than to buck up into Tim, to fuck him hard and quick. Tim doesn’t let him though- he pushes down on his hips even harder, preventing him from moving as he changes the angle, his hips working impossibly fast.
It’s not enough.
Kon whines, his hands sliding up to Tim’s hips, hoping to help him pick up the pace.
“Patient,” Tim murmurs, taking hold of Kon’s hands and moving them to a place above his head. He pushes them into the mattress, firmer than Kon thought possible.
The feeling only makes his cock throb. Being underneath Tim like this, feeling so under his control… it’s intoxicating.
“Good boy,” Tim coos, leaning down to recapture Kon’s lips with his own. Kon swallows down his kisses eagerly, licking into his mouth almost desperately. He feels more than he hears as Tim moans, his hips rolling down on him again and again, each pass oh so heavenly.
“You’re perfect babe,” Tim murmurs, and how he’s talking so easily during this, Kon will never know. Regardless, he doesn’t want him to stop. “So perfect. Just for me.”
Kon whines again, his back arching as he tries to get closer to Tim. He could throw him off in a second, but he doesn’t. He likes this, being crowded into the bed, Tim on top of him. They should do this more often.
Kon feels as Tim’s motions grow sluggish in the kiss, his hips working even faster then before. Then his whole body seizes up, his mouth parting with a moan as he comes, his cunt clenching on Kon’s dick.
And that’s all it takes for him, his orgasm shooting through him like an electrical current. Tim pulls off of him just in time for his cum to splatter across his stomach, soon transfering to Tim as well as he collapses in a heap atop him. He presses a shaky kiss onto his throat before snuggling his face into the crook of his neck, sighing deeply as he gets comfortable. Kon slides a hand up onto the small of Tim’s back, absently rubbing back and forth as he rides out the high from his orgasm.
“You were so good babe,” Tim murmurs a moment later, his voice heavy and raspy. Kon could get drunk on the sound alone. “You did so good for me.”
The praise goes right to Kon’s core, making heat flash through his body despite that fact that he’s just orgasmed a moment ago. “So were you,” he counters. “That was… wow.”
Tim gives a breathy laugh, turning his head to press a kiss onto the underside of Kon’s jaw. Kon can feel as he smiles, his mouth moving against his sensitive skin.
“We could do it again sometime,” he murmurs. “If you want.”
“God yes” Kon answers, his mind immediately jumping to thoughts of more in the future, and-
“Maybe next time I can tie you up,” Tim adds, so softly that Kon is almost certain he’s misheard.
He didn’t, of course. Thank god for his super hearing- which he suddenly has a brand new appreciation for, by the way.
Aaand now the mental picture of Tim tying him up won’t leave him. He groans. “Tim, you are literally going to kill me, I swear.”
“Is that a no then?” Tim asks as he pulls away a bit, his tone actually sounding worried. Like he’d crossed a line.
“No no no, it’s a hard yes,” Kon quickly reassures him, his fingers digging into Tim’s back as he thinks about it. God…
Tim hums, snuggling back into Kon. “Good,” he says, pressing his face back into his neck. Neither of them say anything after that- they both just lay there for a few more moments, enjoying eachother’s warm. Enjoying the silence.
And after a few more moments, Kon can hear as Tim falls asleep, his heartbeat slowing and his breathing steadying. Kon knows that they should probably clean up- he can feel his cum sticking between their stomachs- but he can’t find the energy in him to do anything about it.
That can be tomorrow Kon’s problem. Tonight Kon? He can’t be bothered by it.
So instead he wraps his arms around Tim, hugging him close as he turns onto his side, pulling Tim into his chest. He presses a kiss against his forehead before resting his chin atop his messy hair, closing his eyes with a satisfied hum.
“Love you,” he murmurs, knowing his boyfriend won’t even hear it, seeing as he’s already asleep.
It doesn’t matter. He’ll say those two words as often as he can to Tim, if only because he can now.
It only took them a few years of being idiots before they ended up together. And he doesn’t want to waste any more time.
And with that thought on his mind, he slips off into sleep, his arms wrapped tightly around the most important thing in his world.