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Tetsurou fumbled with the keys for the third time in a row as a chuckle left his lips. He split his attention between getting them through the door of the villa they were staying in for the month, and the man who hadn't taken his hands off him since they hit the private beach access. Said man, who was now mouthing at Tetsurou's neck in the most thorough distraction.
“If you keep going like this, we'll never make it inside, then Kenma's wedding gift would go to waste." Tetsurou joked, finally able to slip the key into the lock as Koutarou paused in his teasing to respond.
“I'm sure he wouldn't mind extending our stay if you ask nicely… but can you blame me? I finally have my husband all to myself.” The golden-eyed man muttered, and Tetsurou could feel the smile on Koutarou’s face as he pressed it into his skin in another open-mouthed kiss.
Tetsurou smiled in return, pushing the door open and pulling his suitcase behind himself as he stepped inside. “And how long have you been waiting to say that line?” The raven-haired man turned to ask, an eyebrow raised while the younger followed him inside the sunlit room.
“Since you took my last name,” Koutarou responded with a cheeky look that had Tetsurou rolling his eyes at the other.
The pair laughed, toeing out of their shoes and leaving their luggage at the door to deal with later. The raven-haired man stretched, watching as Koutarou dropped his carry-on bag on the kitchen island, then ventured throughout the ground floor before returning to the living room, while Tetsurou texted their group chat to let the others know they had made it to their destination safely.
“Yeah. You'll have to thank Kenma for me when we get back. This place looks like Heaven.” Koutarou almost moaned, making his way around the low set furniture of the open living room, and to the gauzy curtains that hung along the entire right wall.
Koutarou pulled them back to reveal an accordion door, which he opened to let in the gentle breeze and the sounds of the lapping waves a few feet away. Tetsurou watched with a fond smile, leaning against the island as his golden-eyed husband stood in the open door for a few seconds before turning back.
“Now..” The dual-toned-haired man said with a smile that had his dimples on full display. “What do you want to do?”
Tetsurou looked up from his phone, eyes narrowed at his husband, wondering what had caused the look on his face. He didn’t trust it one bit. Not with how innocent Koutarou tried to make himself appear.
“We had a long trip; so… do you want to take a nap first?” Koutarou started cheekily, his tone dropping an octave as a smirk rose on his lips, eyes going heated.
“Or you could take me instead?”
Tetsurou smiled, crossing the room and draping his arms around Koutarou’s shoulders to pull him closer. “Was that what has been on your mind this whole time?” He questioned, a touch fond and highly amused.
“Among other things, yes.” The golden-eyed man admitted without shame, causing Tetsurou to chuckle.
“You,” He began, complying with the other’s silent request for a kiss, before pulling away. “My dear husband.” And another, longer kiss, causing Koutarou’s hands to twitch around Tetsurou’s waist at the title, “are incorrigible.”
“Yes… But you knew that when you agreed to marry me. Unless you’re saying you regret it now?” Koutarou arched an eyebrow as he teasingly questioned.
Tetsurou tightened his hold, pulling his husband closer and placing another chaste kiss on his lips.
“Never.”
“Good…” Before Tetsurou could respond, Koutarou’s grip slid around his thighs, hoisting him up, and stealing the raven-haired man’s protests from his mouth with a sloppy kiss.
"Bokuto Koutarou," Tetsurou growled, eyes narrowed as he pulled away from his husband's wandering lips.
“Mm. I do love it when you say my name like that." He murmured, voice low as he squeezed.
"Put me down." The raven-haired man said, even as he wrapped his legs around Koutarou's waist, and his arms tightened around his shoulders.
“What good is having a big, beefy husband if not to exploit his strength?" Tetsurou laughed into their next kiss, swiping his tongue into Koutarou’s mouth while he tangled his fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck.
“Koutarou." He said in warning as the golden-eyed man crossed the room and headed up the stairs with little effort.
Tetsurou glared, but the look had the opposite effect on Koutarou, who moaned, his hands squeezing Tetsurou’s ass even harder.
"Yes, that’s exactly the look I need." The owlish man encouraged, his steps halting in favor of using his grip to grind Tetsurou on his hardening erection.
Tetsurou’s hand tightened in dual-toned hair as he moaned, then used that same grip to pull Koutarou's head back, exposing his neck. Tetsurou scraped his teeth across the sensitive skin, sucking at the spot he knew made Koutarou's knees weak. The other trembled, hips jerking as he moaned, making the raven-haired man smirk.
“Now be good, and put me down."
Before he could finish his sentence, Koutarou deposited Tetsurou on the plush king-sized bed.
“So, you do know how to listen to me." He teased, pulling his husband closer by the belt loops.
Koutarou gave a dimpled smile, following Tetsurou’s silent instructions as he leaned down for another kiss. His hands wandered south, popping the button on the golden-eyed man’s pants, and slipping his hands inside. Koutarou bucked forward, a moan spilling into their kiss as he tangled his fingers in Tetsurou’s hair.
“Off,” Koutarou muttered when they separated for air, trailing kisses down Tetsurou’s neck as he rolled his hips into his hand.
“Take them off.”
Tetsurou smiled, hands sliding around to Koutarou’s plump ass, giving the other a playful squeeze before pulling back.
“Eager?” He questioned, ignoring the erection straining his own jeans as he stared into his husband's blown pupils.
“Ye–”
They both froze at the rumbling that interrupted Koutarou’s words. The golden-eyed man looked down at his grumbling stomach as if it personally offended him, before meeting Tetsurou’s eyes.
A beat.
And then the two were cackling, Koutarou’s strength failing him as he practically collapsed on top of Tetsurou. It took a moment, the younger’s stomach protesting loudly once more, before the raven-haired man rolled them over, looking down at his now pouting husband with a fond smile.
“Food first, then fucking?” Tetsurou proposed with a raised eyebrow.
“Yeah. I can get behind that.”
Koutarou couldn’t keep his eyes off his husband the whole time they were out. His cheeks hurt from the smile that refused to leave his face as he finally got to show off the other. The chef on staff had provided them with a three-course meal spread out on the beach. Tetsurou was dressed in a printed button-down that he only half fastened, which held Koutarou’s attention most of their dinner as his tanned skin poked out every time he shifted. They ended with champagne paired with a strawberry-soaked sponge cake with fresh cream.
He agreed in a daze to Tetsurou’s proposed walk, the two now hand in hand as they ventured close enough that the waves lapped softly at their feet. Koutarou lazily kicked water at the raven-haired man, laughing at the glare he received in return.
“Behave.” Tetsurou reprimanded, three steps before he kicked water back at Koutarou, soaking the bottom of his rolled linen pants.
He laughed, knocking their shoulders together as they did a slow circuit of the beach before Koutarou urged them back towards their villa. While he enjoyed being in Tetsurou’s presence and spending time with his husband, there were other things he had in mind for how they could spend the night, and it had everything to do with how well his ass looked in the pants he was wearing, and how low they sat on his hips.
“Kiss.” He demanded, pulling the other to a halt with the villa in sight.
Tetsurou looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Koutarou didn’t move, pursing his lips expectantly. The raven-haired man laughed as he shook his head.
“You’re lucky I love you.” He muttered, snaking his arms around Koutarou’s waist to pull him closer.
“You do.” The golden-eyed man hummed in agreement, meeting him halfway as he returned the kiss with fervor.
“I love you, too,” Koutarou muttered into the skin of Tetsurou’s neck when they pulled away for air, trailing lower down his throat and settling at the soft spot just below his jaw.
“Mm. Kou... As much as I do enjoy what you’re doing right now. Please wait until we get inside, at least.” The older male struggled to get the words out as Koutarou’s hands slipped under the hem of his shirt, blunt nails scraping the planes of Tetsurou’s flexing abs.
The golden-haired man chuckled, licking a stripe up the side of his husband’s neck, teasing Tetsurou’s lobe between his teeth. “I thought you liked to get a little adventurous.”
“I do. But it seems like you’re just trying to get yourself in trouble.” The raven-haired man muttered, grip sliding from Koutarou’s waist to his ass, pressing their hips flush.
“I can handle a little trouble.” He murmured, then pulled away, a knowing smile crossing his face while he back-peddled towards their villa steps.
“Mark your words, Koutarou,” Tetsurou warned, the threat softened by the matching smile on his lips as he stalked toward the younger man.
“I always do.”
He reached the door just as his lover reached him, arms snagging his waist and pulling him back into his firm chest. Koutarou leaned into the touch, tilting his head back to rest on Tetsurou’s shoulder to let the slightly taller man mouth at his neck, leaving deep purple marks in his wake.
They nearly tumbled through the door, neither paying much attention to where they were going as it clicked shut behind them just as Koutarou's shirt hit the floor.
“Bath,” Tetsurou muttered distractedly, walking them back in the general direction Koutarou remembered seeing the bathroom.
Their clothing left a trail where they discarded them, hands never leaving one another as they fumbled for the light switch.
“Tetsu–” Koutarou's voice broke around a moan as the other wrapped a wandering hand around his weeping erection. “Tub.”
With reluctance, Tetsurou pulled away from his back and started filling the large circular bathtub, while Koutarou set the temperature in the shower. He stepped under the spray, hair immediately sticking to his forehead as his muscles relaxed under the hot water.
He wasn't alone for long, as the glass door clicked open with a soft sound, and Tetsurou had him wrapped in his arms again before Koutarou could even turn around. The raven-haired man placed open-mouthed kisses between Koutarou’s shoulder blades, causing him to moan.
“Showering together is a bad idea,” Koutarou said once he could think through the pleasure brought on by his husband's wandering hands.
"Oh? You don't like spending time with me?" Tetsurou questioned teasingly, hand stilling in its languid strokes.
“That's not what I meant, and you know it,” Koutarou said, rolling his hips encouragingly. “I mean, we’re supposed to be getting clean, but you only want to make me dirty.”
Tetsurou chuckled. Something low and bordering on sinful. "Correction... I want to be a good husband and give you what you’ve been asking for.” Koutarou's breath caught in his throat when the words registered.
He glanced over his shoulder, heart thundering in his chest when he met Tetsurou's heated gaze.
"Bend over."
Koutarou had never complied with an order as fast as he had then. Tetsurou guided him into position with a gentle hand down his spine. The golden-eyed man went easily, bracing his hands in front of himself.
“So pretty.” The raven-haired man hummed, fingers warmed by the water as he trailed them along Koutarou's back until he palmed his ass.
“Tetsu,” Koutarou sucked in a breath when he felt his husband's mouth on him.
Tetsurou didn't stop, sending vibrations into Koutarou's core when he hummed instead. He stroked him with each swipe of his tongue, or firm suck at his rim, the younger moaning at every press passed his loosening muscles. Koutarou’s legs trembled under the ministrations, nails scraping at the tiled wall in an attempt to ground himself.
"Are you trying to make me come already?" The golden-eyed man groaned, glancing down to see Tetsurou stroking himself in time with the hand on Koutarou’s own leaking erection.
"Maybe… You ready for a finger, baby?" Tetsurou asked, pulling away from his attempt to suffocate himself in Koutarou’s ass.
"Huh." The dazed response had the raven-haired man chuckling.
“I want to watch you fall apart on my fingers.” He said, running the digits around Koutarou’s spit-slick hole.
“Hell yes. Please.”
Tetsurou chuckled, the sound swallowed as he pressed his mouth back onto Koutarou’s hole. He moaned loudly, ignoring the stinging in his palm as he slapped the wall. It only seemed to encourage the raven-haired man, his efforts doubling as he spread his ass with one hand, massaging the flesh as he continued to eat Koutarou out.
“Tetsurou.”
The golden-eyed man fell apart before his husband had even fully pressed the first finger inside.
“Oh.” It was hardly a breath, barely audible over the running water and Koutarou’s own panting as he struggled to see straight.
Tetsurou stilled, causing the younger to whine. “Don’t you dare stop.” He warned, chasing that sensation.
The raven-haired man chuckled, a deep rumble low in his chest as he complied with Koutarou’s demand. “You’re so needy.” Tetsurou teased, curling his finger, and nearly bringing the golden-eyed man to his knees as he tongued at his perineum.
One finger quickly became two, and Koutarou stopped before the third. “Enough.”
Tetsurou paused, creating distance between them.
“In me. Now. Two’s enough.” He clarified, pressing back into his husband’s touch in open invitation.
Tetsurou rose to his feet, pressing himself flush against Koutarou’s back. His hands slid up his abdomen to palm his pecks, toying with his nipples until he arched into it. Tetsurou’s mouth returned to his neck, muffling the long moan he released as he slowly sank into him.
Koutarou didn't last long at all.
Tetsurou had hardly seated himself inside, the head of his cock pressing just right against Koutarou’s prostate, when he broke. He shuddered in his husband’s hold, a weak line of come spilling from his twitching cock, already spent from his first orgasm. Tetsurou's name fell from his lips like a prayer as he talked him through the intense high.
“You've done so well, Kou.” The raven-haired man whispered.
His grip tightened around his torso to keep him standing, then turned Koutarou's face to the side to better claim his lips. "Always so good to me." Tetsurou rambled, refusing to move from their current position.
"Don’t even feel like showering anymore. Want to just stay like this all night.” Koutarou's cock gave an aborted twitch at the thought.
He, however, had a better idea. "How about we finish up here, so I can ride you in the tub instead?” The golden-eyed man proposed, moaning as Tetsurou started up a languid grind.
"Yeah? That what you want?" He questioned in a lazy hum. "Think your legs can handle that?"
The teasing question turned into a choked moan when Koutarou clenched around him.
“I'll show you." The younger assured, feeling the loss as Tetsurou pulled away.
His husband remained hard as they washed one another with lingering hands, taking their time despite the earlier desperation. The water was still warm when Koutarou stepped down into the bathtub, straddling Tetsurou’s hips, and resting his knees on either side of him on the built-in bench.
"Hi.” Koutarou greeted cheekily; the raven-haired man used a hand on his ass to guide him forward until he claimed his lips.
He laughed into the kiss, their tongues brushing before Koutarou rose up enough to position Tetsurou at his entrance. The stretch was the perfect blend of pain and pleasure, and the younger man took a moment, once he was fully seated, to adjust to the fullness.
“Hey, yourself.” Tetsurou murmured in response, a soft smile on his lips, before Koutarou kissed him again, slowly rolling his hips under his guiding hands.
“I love you." He gasped into the younger's mouth, Koutarou smiling into it before pulling back.
“Love you more," He replied, staring down into his husband's half-lidded gaze.
"Is. Sh–is that so?" Tetsurou struggled to voice the taunt, as Koutarou’s pace increased.
The water sloshed danger
ously close to the edge with each motion, yet neither paid much attention to it as consumed as they were in each other.
“It is.” The golden-eyed man said readily, a grin spreading across his face.
“Then show me.”