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Before Joseph, Caesar considered himself a gentleman. His Nona raised him to be such and would scold him if he acted anything less than one should. But the man Joseph brings out is someone new, someone different. It is something almost carnal, a little animalistic; he wants to keep Joseph all to himself, to consume him whole until every crevice of his mouth tastes only of him and his body thrums to the beat of Joseph’s.
Caesar can’t fault himself, though, not when Joseph is so good to him. He makes it so easy to want. No matter how hard he tries to hide it behind a brutish facade, he’s compassionate, loyal, and, when it’s just the two of them, he’s soft in a way that he wouldn’t be around others. It feels like there are never enough words that can encompass how much Joseph means to Caesar at times, so he tries to show it by any means. There will never be a moment when Caesar will not satisfy Joseph.
If Joseph asked for the world in his hands, Caesar would give it to him in a heartbeat, with the stars and the moon accompanying it. Anything he wants, he can get, especially when he begs for it. He drives Caesar crazy when he looks at him through his lashes, voice coy and cheeks red as he calls Caesar's name, knowing how easily the Italian caves. It makes his chest swell with feelings he can’t put into words while simultaneously tinting his vision green when he thinks about the plethora of people who want the same from Joseph.
So when he looks away from the TV and to his left to see pretty teal eyes tucked under long lashes looking up at him, his body can’t help but react. His eyes dance across Joseph’s figure, eyeing his exposed chest, before dropping his gaze down to see the other man’s thighs pressed together, drawing Caesar’s attention to his boxers. He can see the erection forming under the material, and a grin blooms across his face; he knows Joseph picks up on what he’s looking at as his cheeks darken, and he only hardens further. The two had been rewatching a movie, but while he was actually watching it, Joseph had other thoughts, but that was fine. They had seen this film so many times, he wouldn’t miss anything if he focused on something else.
Caesar watches Joseph bite his lip before letting out a soft, “Caesar?”
“Yeah?” He replies.
“I’m kinda bored watching this movie,” Joseph tells him, and he can’t help but chuckle at the man dancing around what he wants. To save him the trouble, Caesar helps him out by leaning down and capturing Joseph's lips with his, grinning at the pleased hum he receives.
“Movie not doing it for you anymore?” he asks against Joseph's mouth.
“Nope.” Joseph giggles as he lets Caesar roll them over so he’s under him, the sound making Caesar’s chest tighten in adoration.
When they get settled, Caesar continues to kiss him, hands moving to rest on his side before they slide upward. He’s thankful for the fact that Joseph’s shirtless, as it gives him easier access to his nipples, allowing him to brush his thumbs over the sensitive buds, swallowing the moan Joseph lets out at the touch.
Caesar feels Joseph arch into the touch, the rhythm of the kiss stuttering as his lips part to let out soft pants. His nipples harden easily under the touch, and when Caesar leans down and spits on both, it makes the glide of his thumbs on the skin easier. Joseph's mouth drops open as a throaty moan slips out, so Caesar takes the chance to slip his tongue inside of Joseph's mouth, licking into Joseph like he's trying to drink the other's noises straight from his throat.
When Caesar pulls back, he soaks up the sight of Joseph's flushed face and swollen lips, pink, plush, and slick with spit. He continues to rub at Joseph’s nipples, and the way he already looks so debauched from the stimulation alone makes Caesar want to spend all his time focused there just to see if Joseph could come from getting touched like this; maybe even slot his dick between his chest– tits in his opinion, with how full they are. But the last time he tried to fuck them, Joseph didn't last a minute watching Caesar’s dick slide between his flushed skin before he was begging to suck Caesar off.
Caesar lets himself get lost in the memory, reimagining the way Joseph looked almost hungry to get his mouth on his cock, letting out frustrated whines whenever Caesar would thrust just enough to rub his tip against Joseph's mouth, smearing precum all over his cute pout. His dick gives a twitch at the thought, but he’s quickly pulled out of his little fantasy by the frustrated noise Joseph lets out.
“Don't tease me.” Joseph huffs, his cheeks donning a soft pink that gets darker when Caesar’s gaze darkens.
“I’m not teasing,” Caesar says with feigned confusion, pinching Joseph's right nipple between his pointer finger and thumb and rolling it to pull another moan out of the man under him. “I’m just taking my time with you, tesoro.”
“That's the problem,” Joseph snaps as he pushes his hips up. “I’m trying to cum sometime today.”
The comment makes Caesar shake his head teasingly. “Impatient,” he chides before leaning up on his left arm and moving his right hand between Joseph's legs. “What if I don’t want to make you cum?” He palms over Joseph's erection through his briefs, grinning when he feels a wet spot in the center. “What if I just wanted to get you worked up?
“ Y ou’re – ah – lying.” Joseph stutters out. “You always give me what I want,” He pants as Caesar continues to rub his hard-on. “And I wanna cum .” The last part breaks off into a whine as Joseph spreads his legs and bucks his hips up into Caesar’s hand. He lets Joseph hump against him for a little more before pulling away, which frustrates Joseph once more as he shoves his face into the pillow to whine again.
“If I always give you what you want, then be patient, principe,” Caesar hums before kissing Joseph’s cheek, “and let me take my time with you.”
Caesar sits back on the heels of his feet to undress himself, removing his last bit of clothing before placing his hands above Joseph's waistband. Joseph's stomach caves as he takes in a shaky breath, cock twitching visibly in his boxers when Caesar begins to pull the elastic band of his underwear.
“Caesar–,” Joseph begins, but cuts himself off with a yelp as Caesar lets go of the band, the material slapping against his skin. Caesar pulls at the material once again, and Joseph groans in annoyance. “Caesar, come on, please!”
“What did we just talk about, hm?” Caesar asks as he tugs Joseph’s boxers down slightly. He stops till only the tip of Joseph’s cock is exposed, leaving the band to press it down against Joseph’s stomach. “Don’t I always give you what you need?” He murmurs whilst rubbing his thumb over the sensitive head to see it twitch and pull a mewl out of Joseph.
Joseph’s Adam's apple bobs as he swallows to wet his mouth before he exhales a shaky, “yes.”
“So let me take my time with you, honey,” Caesar replies, pleased when Joseph finally relaxes and lets his body fully sink into the bed.
“There we go, so good for me.” He praises as he pulls Joseph's boxers off completely. The blush that once sat heavily on Joseph’s cheeks blooms down his chest.
Joseph bites his lips on a soft noise as his legs try to shut closed to cover his cock that twitches under the heavy gaze, but the broad expanse of Caesar’s torso prevents him from doing so. It never goes unnoticed how shy Joseph gets with a little praise. Outside the bedroom, he’ll play it off with some cocky gestures and loud bravado, but under Caesar’s knowing gaze, the posturing would be futile. He leans his hand down to tease a finger up Joseph's erection, stopping at the head and moving his index finger in lazy circles to watch Joseph shudder and struggle to bite back another pathetic noise.
“Look at that,” Caesar awes as he pulls the finger back, a thick trail of precum following his path, “you’re aching for it.”
The comment turns Joseph redder than Caesar thought he could get as his eyebrows furrow together. “Caesar,” Joseph gasps, “please, I need more.”
Caesar responds with a dismissive hum before pressing another finger to Joseph's dick. Instantly, the appendage twitches at the added stimulation, and Joseph gasps sharply for, “more, ah, please–”.
“So responsive too,” Caesar breathes out, and without much thought, he adds, “I rub this pretty cock and it reacts like a clit.”
“Caesar!” Joseph splutters trying to play scandalized, but his body gives him away as his dick pulses out a fat spurt of precum. Caesar can’t help the grin that works its way onto his face, especially as Joseph hides his face behind his arm. “ D-don’t call it that!”
“Why not, sweetheart?” Caesar grins cheekily. “You’re soaking wet down here, and so pretty too.” He leans down to press his lips near Joseph’s ear. “Like you got a gorgeous little cunt thats begging for me to fuck it.”
Joseph moves his arm in favor of shoving his face into the pillow, but it doesn't matter when his cherry-red ears still show, and the soft mewl he tries to smother into the material is still audible. He moves his other hand to hold the base of Joseph’s cock before rubbing tight circles around the head, letting his finger tease the slit some. Joseph's hips shake at the touch whilst he moans into the pillow. His breathing staggers and begins to rise in pitch, his hips lifting off the bed in an attempt to hump against the fingers in search of more pleasure. Caesar doesn't give it to him, though. He wants to work Joseph up, and with how sensitive the man is, one stroke might make him come all over himself.
Hell, he might come now, Caesar thinks as he looks down at the sight of Joseph. His fraying composure is so cute that Caesar can't help but chuckle meanly, and when he sees the exact moment where Joseph's patience is at its lowest, he moves his fingers and begins to stroke Joseph’s cock.
“Caesar!” Joseph cries, his face appears from where it was tucked away in the pillow, his eyes glossy with tears shed. Joseph whines as he rolls his hips into the touch, letting out a breathy moan when Caesar flicks his wrist on an upward stroke. “F- fuck just like that.”
“Yeah?” Caesar murmurs, gaze hungry as he watches Joseph’s cock get swallowed by his hand. “That’s what you want, honey?”
“Y- yeah,” Joseph mewls, fucking up into Caesar’s first. The noises it leaves are loud in the room, wet schlicks as Joseph’s cock soaks his palms and drips down his hand. The sight sends a tingle down his spine and heat pooling low in his gut. It also pulls a dirty thought deep from within Caesar, and before he can stop himself, he’s moving his hand upwards to focus on rubbing Joseph’s tip as he leans down to his ear.
“You like when I play with your cunt?”
Joseph chokes on a startled noise, his legs clamping tight against Caesar’s sides as he looks up at him wide-eyed, his pupils blown. “N–no!” Joseph exclaims.
“No?” Caesar responds mockingly, pulling his hand off of Joseph. Joseph’s thick brows pinch together in shock as a wounded noise leaves him. “But, your soaking wet down here and your clit is so hard,” He says, letting his thumb tap the sticky tip of Joseph’s cock.
“No,” Joseph hiccups, overwhelmed. “Don’t–” he begins as his eyes mist over, his hips bucking into the air meekly.
“You said you didn’t want me to touch your pussy, baby.” Caesar taunts. “ I’m just giving you what you want.”
“That’s– it’s not a–,” Joseph stutters, getting choked up before a sob spills past his lips. “You’re being mean .” Joseph whimpers as tears pool in his eyes, ready to drop. “Caesar, please touch me.”
“Touch you where, pretty?” He asks as he hovers his hand over Joseph's cock. “Be clear.”
Caesar watches Joseph bite his lip and exhale shakily, his eyes fluttering shut to let his tears fall. He rests his hand on Joseph's hip and rubs soothing arcs into the skin. “Sweetheart,” he begins after a beat of silence, “you want me to stop?” he asks.
Joseph shakes his head. He sniffles and takes a deep breath. “No, I… I like it.” He confesses, eyes opening halfway to look at Caesar, coy.
“You like when I call your cock a pussy?” Caesar asks, both for clarification and to see Joseph’s cheeks turn red again.
“Mhm,” Joseph says bashfully, nodding his head slowly. “I –,” Joseph stops himself to swallow, his cheeks somehow turning redder, “I also like it when you call me pretty.”
“Good,” He sighs. “My gorgeous boy.” Caesar coos, leaning down to press soft kisses across Joseph’s face.
Joseph absolutely preens under the praise and leans into the gentle kisses, wrapping his arms around Caesar and tilting his head to slot their lips together. They stay like that for a small second before Joseph pulls back to brush his lips against Caesar’s ear.
“Will you touch my clit again?” He whispers, taking the breath out of Caesar’s lungs in shock. He sucks in a harsh breath as he feels his head turn dizzy from the blood rushing straight to his dick.
“Fuck,” he groans in response. Once he can form coherent thoughts, he pauses as something comes to mind. “How about I fuck you instead, baby?” The proposition seems to be a good one because Joseph begins to squirm under him, and his breath turns erratic. It seems his previous shyness has dissipated in favor of his need to get fucked.
“Yeah,” Joseph rushes out, grabbing two of Caesar’s fingers and pressing them against his hole. “Want you right here,” He bites his lip and flutters his lashes before saying, “ in my pussy.”
“Jesus–,” Caesar grunts, and he can’t wait long enough to prepare Joseph for his cock, he needs to feel his tight cunt now. So he grabs both of Joseph’s thighs and presses them to his chest, folding the man in half. Joseph squeaks at the position, as his legs and feet dangle in the air uselessly, but the noise divulges into a yelp as Caesar leans down to spit on his hole.
“I promise I’m gonna fuck you, baby. I just gotta taste you first.” Is the last thing Caesar says before diving down and licking at Joseph’s hole.
He’s messy off-rip, as he damn near makes out with Joseph’s hole, letting saliva drip down his chin as he slurps, sucks, and laps at Joseph. With his legs in Caesar’s clutch, Joseph’s hips wiggle in a weak attempt to keep Caesar’s mouth on him, his hole twitching and tightening sporadically as he cries out into the air. Caesar moans at the sounds as he pulls back to spit right on Joseph’s entrance, watching as his pink hole tries to suck it in.
He doesn’t look for long since he’s shoving his face back between Joseph’s cheeks, the wet sounds of him eating Joseph out harmonizing with the other’s cries for more. Caesar’s cock throbs as he listens to Joseph come undone with his tongue, and he’s reminded of how hard his. He moves one of Joseph’s legs to rest on his shoulder as his hand drops down and between his legs. He squeezes his cock and groans at the touch, his hips stuttering as he tries not to fuck into his fist.
Caesar doesn’t know how long he stays there with his tongue desperately trying to seek refuge inside Joseph, and his hand gripped tight around his erection to stave off an orgasm, but when he pulls his head back, Joseph is soaked with enough spit that it drips down his hole and into his crack, glistening the skin. He bites his lip at the sight before he drags his tongue upwards, stopping just shy of under Joseph's balls to press a kiss to the skin and watches as Joseph’s cock twitches.
“Oh god, Caesar.” Joseph warbles out, his hips grinding down against Caesar, who pushes his face closer in return.
“So fucking beautiful, baby,” he whispers to himself, but he can tell the other man hears it when Joseph moans in response. Caesar quickly returns his focus to Joseph's hole, leaning back to watch the way it clenches around nothing.
“God, you look so tight, honey,” Caesar groans. “You sure you can take my cock in you?”
He returns his mouth to Joseph’s hole and laps at the pucker, trying to push his tongue inside, moaning when Joseph tries to clench down on it. He knows Joseph can fit him inside – he has done it enough times that Caesar believes their bodies were meant for each other.
“I can’t even get my tongue inside.” He tsks as he moves his mouth to his thighs, pressing open-mouth kisses to the trembling skin.
“It can fit,” Joseph whimpers, pushing his hips down to try to get Caesar’s mouth on him again. “You know it can.”
Caesar makes a noise of consideration as he lifts his head to look at Joseph, who’s sporting his signature ‘ give me what I want' pout. His left hand slides down some to rest on Joseph’s ass, spreading the cheek to get a better view of his asshole. “I don’t know, baby boy. I don’t wanna break you.”
“ Caesar,” Joseph huffs petulantly, irritation on his face, but it fades just as fast as it came as his pout deepens. “Please,” He begs, and this time his voice is soft as his eyes flutter low so that he can look up at Caesar through his lashes. Laying it on thick, Joseph adds a breathy, “I need you.” With that, how is he supposed to say no to that, especially when Joseph has been so patient?
“Alright, baby,” Caesar concedes. He releases Joseph to lean over and open their nightstand drawer, shuffling through the sea of toys to find the lube and pull it out, placing it by his side.
“How do you want it?” He asks once he returns his gaze to the flushed man under him. Contemplation dances across Joseph’s face as he thinks about the question, and when his cock twitches, Caesar knows he’s made up his mind. Some of that shyness that was there creeps back onto Joseph’s face, but Caesar can see he’s trying to power through it.
“Can we...” Joseph starts, taking a small pause before continuing. “Can we try something a little different?” he asks, looking him in the eye as confidently as he can.
“Of course,” Caesar agrees as he presses a kiss to Joseph’s temple. “Tell me what you need from me.”
“Can you lie down?” Joseph asks.
Caesar nods and rolls onto the side of the bed where there’s space and scoots back till he’s resting against the headboard slightly. He almost assumes that Joseph is going to ride him, but he did say it would be something different. So when Joseph straddles his hips, he’s ready to ask how this is any different from the times Joseph has ridden him, but his question dies in his throat as Joseph turns so that his back is facing Caesar. Joseph looks over his shoulder and gets a full view of an open-mouthed Caesar, who gapes dumbly at him. He blushes at the reaction and squirms in place.
“I was thinking we could try this one.” Joseph offers. He reaches back to spread himself open, exposing himself better for Caesar. “So you can see how my pussy was made for your cock.” He adds on, his blush spreading down his back.
“God,” is all Caesar can breathe out. He places a hand on the upper portion of Joseph’s back before brushing it down, moaning as Joseph’s body arches into the touch, his back dimples appearing when he reaches the lowest part of Joseph’s back. “You’re trying to kill me, huh?” His cock had softened amid their repositioning, but now it’s back hard, pressing against Joseph’s ass and hip. Joseph must feel it, because he gasps and bucks back instantly.
If he doesn’t get inside Joseph, he might lose his mind.
“Come back some, baby.” Caesar commands, removing Joseph’s hand that spreads himself open, and replacing it with his own before sliding it up onto Joseph’s hips and tugging. “I can’t get my fingers in that tight pussy from there.” He watches Joseph wiggle back, his ass jiggling when he does, and on instinct, Caesar pulls his hand back to smack the flesh, squeezing down when Joseph lets out a startled moan.
“I wish you could see yourself right now, honey.” Caesar awes. He begins to knead Joseph’s ass, stopping every once and a while to spread his cheeks open. “ You don’t know how good you look from back here. I might come before I get in you.”
“No,” Joseph is quick to whine out. “Caesar–.” He says, ready to complain, but Caesar slaps his hand over his ass once again to quiet him down.
“Don't worry, baby boy. I promise I’m gonna fuck you so good you gush all over my cock.” Caesar reassures. “I know you can’t function without something in this greedy pussy.” He reaches over for the lube and pops it open, squeezing some on his fingers before warming it up.
He sinks one in, and they both groan at how easily it slides in. “You’re sucking me in,” Caesar gasps at the same time that Joseph moans out, “More. I want more.” Of course, Caesar slides in another finger and begins to move them inside Joseph slowly.
Caesar bites his lip as he watches the hot clutch of Joseph’s ass try to keep him as every time his fingers retract his pretty hole tightens against it. Joseph’s hips also begin to roll back slowly, sighs leaving his lips as he arches his back. The sight is hypnotic, and through his haze, Caesar tries to figure out why he’s never thought to do this before. Giving up that mental battle in favor of something much more important, he spreads his fingers inside of Joseph to start stretching him out, creating a gentle scissoring rhythm.
“ Mhm,” Joseph moans, deep and wanton. His back arches further as his upper half melts on the sheets between Caesar’s legs. “ I can take more.” He tells Caesar.
“I just added a second finger, bambino,” Caesar argues. “It’ll h-.”
“I can take it.” Joseph cuts through desperately. He takes his middle finger into his mouth and sucks noisily, not stopping till the appendage is coated in spit. He snakes his hand back and presses the finger in beside Caesar’s, mewling as his body shakes at the addition. “Ngh, s-see.”
“Shit,” Caesar exhales, watching Joseph thrust his finger in and out of himself. “What’s gotten into you, baby?”
“Nothing,” Joseph struggles out. He can barely move the finger inside of himself properly as his hands shake and tremble with pleasure. “I just need you.”
“So you start fingering yourself open like a slut?” Caesar scoffs. “Couldn’t even wait for me to give you another finger before you start shoving some inside you.” He scolds and strikes his hand down on Joseph’s ass, which is now reddening at the repeated contact.
“Ah, s-sorry.” Joseph shudders, but he makes no moves to take out his finger.
“You’re not,” Caesar laughs while he’s grabbing Joseph’s wrist, tugging till his finger slips out, ignoring Joseph's whining. He pulls his fingers out as well to add more lube before going back in with three fingers. “But you can’t help it, can you?” He sighs mockingly. He turns his fingers till they brush that spot inside him and curls them down.
“ Nnh, fuck -,” Joseph slurs, before inhaling harshly. His hips speed up and soon Joseph’s practically fucking himself on Caesar’s fingers. “Right there.”
“I asked you a question, baby.” Caesar reminds him, keeping his fingers pressed against Joseph’s prostate as he thrusts his fingers into him faster. When Joseph makes a confused noise, he repeats himself. “You can’t help but touch yourself like a greedy whore when your cunt isn’t stuffed?”
“M-mhm,” Joseph agrees distantly, tightening around his fingers at the degradation. Between his noises, he manages to keep talking. “I’m a s-slut who loves having his pussy stuffed.”
“Good boy.” Caesar praises. Joseph purrs above him as he continues to take the man’s fingers, the sound morphing into a cry not too long after as his head lolls to the side, placing his lips near Caesar’s cock. Now, every pretty sound that flows from Joseph’s parted lips sends small vibrations against his cock, making his dick jump with every mewl and whine and a hiss leave from behind his clenched jaw.
“You ready for me, baby?” Caesar asks as he pulls his fingers out and rubs his hand up and down Joseph’s lower back
“God, yes.” Joseph preens. He slides down so that his hole is lined up with Caesar’s cock and begins to roll his hips, throwing his head back to moan loudly into the air. The pressure is too good, his wet, hot hole teases Caesar’s hard on, and on one of Joseph’s thrusts, his tip catches on the slick tightness, making his eyes roll back. All he does is lie there and take it as Joseph babbles out a mix of nonsensical sentences in between his mewls.
“It feels so good and you’re not even inside yet.” The man gasps out as his head tilts back. His hips switch from moving back and forth to slow and dirty circles that cause his back muscles to flex and ripple.
“If you keep doing that, pretty boy, I’m not gonna last.” Caesar groans out, and even though Joseph whines in disapproval, he doesn't stop his movements, and he can tell the words don’t fully register. It's a tell-tale sign that Joseph is sinking deep into his need, where he chases at it clumsily, just looking to get Caesar’s cock on him in any way, even if it's not inside. But Caesar’s been dying to get inside the man, and he knows that Joseph still wants that. So, he places both hands on Joseph’s hips to still him, rubbing the skin when Joseph lets out a pained noise.
“Come on, baby. Let me fuck your pussy like I promised.” He coaxes. “You know I’ll make it so good for you, gorgeous.” Caesar’s words seem to get through to Joseph, who moans softly and moves his hand back to grab at his dick. Insticatvely, he fucks up into the touch, grunting at the feeling of Joseph’s hands on him.
While he does, Caesar reaches for the lube and pours some on his tip, gasping at the cold sensation. It doesn’t stay cold for long, as Joseph jerks him off, his movements slow and greedy to allow him to savor the feeling of his hard dick in his hands. After a few self indulgent strokes, Joseph lifts his hips to better line up with Caesar’s cock and begins sliding down the thick appendage. Even with only the tip in, they both moan in unison. Joseph is too hot and too good around Caesar’s cock, and he knows if he doesn't focus on something else, he’ll come embarrassingly fast.
“ Oh,” Joseph sobs out, his breath shaking as his hands drop to grip onto the sheet between Caesar’s legs. His posture shifts so that his legs, which sit on the outside of Caesar’s legs, are tucked, which pushes him further down onto Caesar, stretching him out further. “ Oh, yes—hng.” Caesar’s eyes threaten to roll as he watches his dick disappear inside the wet heat. Joseph’s pornographic cries don't help either, as each additional inch only serves to make him noisier.
“You feel so good, baby,” Caesar gasps, struggling to keep from thrusting up into Joseph, wanting to let him adjust properly. “Taking me so good.”
“Full,” is all Joseph responds with, it whimpered out as he takes the last few inches. “ It’s so much– fuck .”
“Take your time, pretty thing,” Caesar coos.
After a few minutes pass, Joseph begins to move his hips in small circles, soft sighs falling from his lips. Caesar wishes he could see the blissed out look he knows is on his face. He can envision Joseph’s eyes closed and lashes resting against soft pink cheeks, as his lips sit plush and open. Halfway through his fantasizing, Caesar’s redirected to the sight in front of him as Joseph lifts his hips before dropping down. The sensation pulls a moan deep from his chest as his hands grip tighter onto Joseph’s hips. Soon, Joseph finds a rhythm, letting himself glide up and down the cock spreading him wide open with wide rolls of his hips.
“Caesar,” Joseph exhales, turning his head to look back at Caesar before moaning out his name again. “I’m so full.”
“Yeah?” Caesar replies, rolling his hips up so they smack against Joseph’s softly, groaning when Joseph flutters around him. “You like me deep in your pussy?”
“I love it.” Joseph babbles out as he moves one of his hands up to his chest. Caesar can’t see what he does, but when his noises rise in pitch, he knows Joseph has started to play with his nipple. “Wish you could stay in me all day.” The thought makes Caesar growl under his breath.
“Don’t say that, tesoro.” He grits out as he moves his hips faster. “You know I’ll make it happen.”
“But,” Joseph says as he rolls his hips harder to get Caesar deeper quicker, but his words get caught in his throat as the angle shifts and causes Caesar to brush against that spot inside him. A cry falls from out his lips, and he swallows a moan that threatens to spill as he struggles to keep speaking. “B-but– hah – but I want it.” His head drops between his shoulders as a pathetic whine leaves him. “I want you to keep my pussy stretched open.”
The confession causes Caesar to speed up his thrusts, and soon Joseph’s hips stop moving as they sink onto Caesar’s, his body folding forward onto the sheets, with his arms barely holding him up. Every buck of his hips bounces Joseph on his lap, and makes his noises choppy and stuttered. It pairs beautifully with the sight of Joseph’s hole greedily griping his cock like it doesnt know anything but to try to keep him inside. Caesar slides his hand down and presses his thumb against his stretched entrance, which pulls a startled yelp out of Joseph as he jerks his hips away from the touch. The thumb manages to push slightly into Joseph alongside his cock, making Caesar whistle slowly.
“ Caesar! ” Joseph wails, his body shuddering. “Oh my god.”
“Look at that,” Caesar whispers, pushing his thumb in further to hear Joseph sob out. He slows the pace of his thrusts to make it easier to thrust his thumb inside as well. “Such a greedy pussy.” He says, pressing his thumb deep enough to rub against his prostate. “I bet if I tried hard enough, I could get my whole fist in here, too.”
He isn’t prepared for the way Joseph locks up against him before coming on his lap. He can't see Joseph’s expression, but his vocal cords make up for it as he cries out into the air. Even when his upper half collapses fully into the sheets, and his face is pressed into it, his moans are still clear as he whimpers out Caesar’s name in between curses. Joseph’s body relaxes to start shaking against his, his hips bucking erratically as his thighs try to clamp shut. Caesar can only watch entranced as Joseph’s orgasm has him shuddering against him while his hole flutters and clenches around his cock like it’s trying to milk an orgasm out of him as well.
When Joseph lifts his head, he turns it to the side, and Caesar’s cock throbs at the sounds of sniffles and whines. “Don’t stop.” He hiccups as he tries to push himself up, but his arms shake as he flops back down on the bed.
“Are you sure, bambino?” Caesar asks, starting to rub his hips. “You came pretty hard.”
“Mhm,” Joseph nods, sniffling into the sheets. “You haven’t come yet.” He mumbled. “And you promised you would come inside me.” The reminder pulls a huffed laugh out of Caesar.
“Okay, baby boy,” Caesar says softly. “I’m gonna flip you over, though, okay? I wanna see you.”
When Joseph doesn’t disagree, he begins to pull out of Joseph, soothing him when he lets out a mournful sound. Caesar shifts them so that he’s propped further against the headboard so he can sit upright, his knees tucked so he’s in a squat-like position, with Joseph sitting in his lap, facing toward him this time. He lets his gaze roam, and feels his cock harden further at Joseph’s state; his hair is wild in the front and on the sides, the strands not damp with sweat sticking up. His face is still flushed, and his eyes are wet and teary. The sight of it makes Caesar pull him closer to press a soft kiss on his lips.
“So gorgeous,” He sighs as he cups Joseph’s cheek, smiling softly when he leans into the touch. He watches as Joseph’s cheeks redden at the compliment before he turns his head to press his lips against the palm of Caesar’s hand.
“I bet I’d look even prettier stretched out around you.” Joseph goads into his palm, making Caesar laugh once again at his determination.
“Always so impatient,” Caesar says fondly, moving his hand on his hip to pat Joseph’s ass. “Lift your hips for me.”
When Joseph does as told, Caesar quickly pushes back inside and watches Joseph drop back down. This time, Joseph’s hole takes him easier, already stretched out from his first orgasm. Still, the man moans like he’s taking Caesar’s cock for the first time. Once down the base, Joseph plants his feet into the bed and wraps his arms around Caesar’s shoulders before moving himself up and down. Now, Caesar can not only feel him gripping onto his cock tightly, but can see the way his face contorts with pleasure.
“That’s it,” Caesar exhales in awe. “Take what you need.”
“Caesar,” Joseph gasps out in response, throwing his head back. He moves one hand to grab Caesar’s and places it on his chest directly on top of his nipple. “Touch me,” he pleads breathlessly before moving his hand back to rest on Caesar’s shoulder.
With a moan, he does as told, grasping the bud between his fingers and rolling it, his pupils blowing impossibly wider at how it makes Joseph’s body squirm against his. Caesar moves his other hand to the other nipple and begins doing the same, the action causing Joseph to roll his hips harder, making Caesar grunt at the increased pleasure. He doesn’t even realize his hips are moving as well until Joseph’s hands, which are grasping at his hair, pull hard at a deep thrust.
“Yes,” Joseph gasps. “Just like that, Caesar. Don’t stop.” The words come out shaky as they’re paired with moans so deep, Caesar can feel the vibrations against his chest.
“I got you, tesoro,” He grunts against his neck, growling when Joseph gets even tighter around him. “I’m not gonna stop fucking my pretty boy.”
He moves his hands off Joseph's chest and back to his hips, gripping them tightly to push them up and down to slap against his pelvis, allowing Joseph to fall pliant against his chest and take whatever Caesar gives him. With Joseph pressed against him, he can feel his cock, needy and wet, rub against his stomach.
“Fuck, I can feel your clit rubbing against me.” He presses a wet kiss between Joseph's neck and shoulder blade before continuing. “Does it feel good, sweetheart?”
“Mhm,” Joseph stutters out. “Feels so good–” Caesar pulls him closer midway through his response, making Joseph tug at his hair hard enough to make him grunt. “– hah- Caesar –I’m gonna cum again.”
“Come on then,” Caesar says as he presses Joseph flush against him, pounding up into him. “Squirt all over my cock.” He goads as he moves his head back to see Joseph’s face. “When you do, I’ll make sure to cum in you nice and deep.” The promise makes Joseph whimper as his eyebrows furrow together and his jaw drops to pant between moans. He can tell Joseph is right there, teetering on the edge, so he tilts his hips to grind into his prostate and says, “Maybe I’ll even knock this tight pussy up.”
It's the last push needed, as Joseph's eyes clamp shut and his moans cut out, replaced with a choked noise. His cock shoots out cum and stains his and Caesar’s chest white, but even as seconds pass it seems like Joseph’s orgasm never ends. The view sends a pulse of heat down Caesar’s spine to sit low in his stomach, as he feels his own orgasm approaching. During his orgasm, Joseph gets his voice back in the form of whimpers and whines as he shoves his face into Caesar’s neck, gripping onto him like a lifeline. Helplessly, his hips buck and shake in Caesar’s hold, but when his hole begins to clench and flutter around Caesar’s throbbing cock, and makes Caesar loosen his hold with a moan, he’s able to start rolling his hips to grind down on Caesar.
“ Caesar, Caesar, Caesar,” He chants. “Cum inside my pussy, please, I need it.” He begins to babble as his hips hump down desperately. It’s like the more he talks the longer his cock spurts out cum, his orgasm seemingly never ending. “Want you to knock me up.”
His pleas make the heat in Caesar’s gut burn hotter, and with a few more thrusts, he presses Joseph tight against him and comes deep inside of him. It feels like their bodies are truly connected as it feels like Joseph’s hole clenches around him hungrily, and his lips brush against his ear to moan for more, yes, don't stop, I want it all, Caesar. It makes Caesar’s eyes roll back and his hips stutter in short, jerky thrusts, as noises pour out from between his lips.
All he can hear and feel is Joseph as he has tunnel vision on making sure he’s deep enough to truly knock Joseph up for real. He doesn't even realize he’s growling the promise to Joseph, on how he’s, “gonna make sure this pussy’s nice and bred. Not gonna stop till it takes.”
It isn't until the ringing in his ears subsides that he hears Joseph sobbing out rushed little yesyesyes’s against his ear, which makes another thick spurt gush out of him and inside Joseph. It seems like forever when he finally stops coming, his breath wild and his grip on Joseph still tight. He relaxes his hold and rolls them over so that Joseph is under him before leaning back to pull out of the man. Joseph gasps softly at the empty feeling, before it turns into a soft noise when Caesar’s cum begins to drip out of his puffy hole. Caesar bites his lip at the view as he moves one hand down to spread Joseph open, panting out a breathless fuck.
“Damn,” Joseph pants. “I feel like I need to buy a Plan B.”
The comment pulls Caesar out of his trance as he barks out a laugh. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Joseph chuckles breathlessly. “God, that was so good.” He says dreamily. “Promise me you’ll always fuck me that good?”
“When have I not?” Caesar asks with a cocked brow, and he watches Joseph’s eyes glint mischievously.
“Well,” the man replies, gearing up to lie, but Caesar doesn't let him finish as he leans down to kiss him deep, not stopping till Joseph’s lips are back swollen and his eyes as half lidded.
“Well?” Caesar hums as he pecks Joseph’s lips repeatedly. But he gets no response back since Joseph pulls him down to lock their lips together properly.