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It’s been days since Tamsy has seen Arkha.
However he isn’t worried, since this happens all the time. They see each other, tension forms, Tamsy teases him, he takes the bait, they fuck, reveal a secret or two, Arkha goes missing for days. Repeat.
It’s a special cycle only they know.
But honestly, Tamsy appreciates the time Arkha’s away because he isn’t watched all the time and can get away with a bit of fun.
Though, Arkha’s disappearance does hinder his plans sometimes.
Like now, due to his absence Tamsy hasn’t been able to make Enjin’s graphic advice a reality.
And while he doesn’t actually care about the things he told him about, it was the principle behind them. Thus, bringing Tamsy to Arkha’s room at night, 2 days before the Doll Festival starts.
He doesn’t knock, merely letting himself in, wearing a large shirt that definitely wasn’t his and comfortable sleeping shorts with his hair down.
Arkha holds a book in his hand, using the lamp by his bed as a light source.
He looks up and sees Tamsy, promptly closing the book and setting it face down on his bedside table.
“Evening, Tamsy.” He greets, a tired smile on his face.
It’s a pitiful sight.
And it’s mine.
He walks slowly towards him, climbing into his bed and wrapping his arms around his neck as Arkha holds his waist. Tamsy tilts his head to the side, flashing the man a soft smile meant to seduce him.
“Reading so late at night? You’ll strain your eyes,” he comments, fingers moving from his neck to his shoulders, then down to his chest.
The man raises a brow, “what else am I to do?” He asks, hands running up and down his torso, Tamsy smirks, and leans close enough for their noses to touch.
“Me.”
He pauses, then laughs heartedly, not expecting the blonde to be so straightforward.
“I’m serious, Arkha.” He says, stabilizing himself by putting two hands on his boss’ chest to support himself. “I spoke with Enjin a couple days ago, he told me to just ask you directly.”
He laughs harder, “you’re taking advice from Enjin? The Enjin?” He asks, hand coming up to try and restrain his laughter, “the same guy who hooked up with a famous prostitute, forgot to pay, and she proceeded to bother our members for weeks about it?”
It happened around a year ago and everyone was pissed at Enjin for it, however she only bothered the men and even formed a friendship with Semiu during her time to collect payment. And luckily enough, she never came up to Tamsy until she heard him speak and immediately pounced on him.
She grabbed him by the shoulder and demanded that he take her to Enjin or their boss, he did neither and brushed her off coldly, immediately leaving to finish a job.
A week after that, she never came to the base ever again since everyone hounded Enjin to go and pay her in person.
Tamsy rolls his eyes, “yes, that Enjin. Don’t mock me,” he says sharply, casting the cleaner a displeased look.
Arkha hums, “alright, alright.” He agrees, but then a grin forms on his lips, “so, what do you want me to do?” He taunts, and Tamsy bites his lips, fingernails digging into the man’s skin.
“I’ll never know unless you tell me,” he says lightly, bringing one of Tamsy’s hands to his lips, kissing it as he stares at him with those piercing gray eyes.
Tamsy pulls his hand away and pushes the man’s locs out of his face, gripping them harshly as his other hand pulls down his shorts to reveal white panties with neatly tied bows at either side of his hips.
He licks his lips and sees the desire pool within Arkha’s eyes, “I want you to fuck me so hard that I ruin your bed for good.”
Arkha chuckles, “well, I can't say no to you, can I?” he says, giving in and wrapping his hands around Tamsy’s waist, bunching up his shirt as Tamsy removes it, while Arkha moves him up to his face as his breath ghosts over his pussy.
The other huffs, “hurry up, or I’ll leave and fuck Enjin instead,” he taunts.
“Don’t worry, honey,” Arkha says, and it’s just so intimate, “I’ll fuck you all you want.”
The man brought Tamsy’s pussy closer, licking an entire strip up the middle and kissing his clit through the fabric.
He digs his fingers into Akrha’s hair, “hnngh! Not honey,” he moans, “angel. Call me angel.” He demands, staring down at the man beneath him.
He pulls away from the blonde’s pussy, and smirks, “what makes you think that I’ll listen to you?” He asks mockingly, pressing his face against Tamsy’s pussy again.
Tamsy doesn’t respond as his body freezes up with every lick and suck Arkha does, devouring him through the fabric.
He moans as the man buries his nose into his clit, rubbing it harshly as he continues to lick through his folds, savouring every taste and sound he can get out of him.
The cleaner’s fingers clench his hair again, “Arkha.. Mm! Arkha, take it off,” he orders, and Arkha simply sucks his clit hard, moving his hands to grip the flesh of his ass
“Ah..!” Tamsy keens as he nearly doubles over as his boss, he’s overwhelmed and insanely turned on. He can feel his cunt spilling more slick as Arkha laps at his wet pussy.
As the fabric dampens, the barrier between his tongue and Tamsy’s cute cunt becomes transparent, he brings a hand to spread across the blonde’s pubic bone, bringing his thumb downwards to flick at his clit.
He lets out an unashamed moan, “ngh! Mmnngh,” he lowers a hand to cup the other man’s face, “Arkha.. I’m gonna cum,” he says in between pants, a smirk on his lips.
Arkha doesn’t say anything, only further increasing his efforts on his tongue and finger, drinking up every noise the blonde makes.
The wet squelch of his pussy only encourages him, as he teases his tongue across the man’s cunt, a dangerous glint in his eyes forming as he watches Tamsy gradually lose his composure above him.
There’s a slight sting of pain on his scalp but Arkha ignores it.
“Aah! I’m cumming, I’m cumming, Arkha- fuck, oh my god..!” He screams, his pussy pulsing as Arkha continues to rub his clit throughout his orgasm.
As he sends Tamsy into overstimulation, the blonde gasps and writhes in his grip.
Arkha licks the damp fabric one last time, pulling away as there’s slick all around his mouth.
He kisses the inside of the blonde’s thigh, peering up to look at him, “I wonder where you learned that sentence, honey.” He says, a knowing gleam in his eyes.
Tamsy huffs, sneering at him.
“Ha, take my panties off and fuck me for real if you wanna know so bad,” he provokes him, swaying his hair all onto one side.
The man underneath him says nothing, simply doing as he said.
He pulls the ribbon of both bows, seeing the loops come undone as it slips off, a string of slick connecting it to the blonde’s wet pussy.
He dives back in.
Slurping and lapping desperately at his folds, as he takes advantage of Tamsy’s short refractory period.
The blonde winces, “ah! Fucking dog…” He insults, breathless as Arkha finds his good spots immediately with his tongue.
The man grins against him, “only for you,” he replies, the vibrations going straight to Tamsy’s pussy.
He doesn’t answer as he slowly feels tension build up in his stomach again, high off the constant stimulation his body feels.
As Arkha sneaks a finger into his folds, teasing around his entrance before finally slipping it in.
He thrusts it in and out roughly, revelling in the squelching sound it makes as Tamsy moans loudly above him.
With his finger inside him, Arkha moves his mouth to suck on his clit, not sparing the blonde any mercy.
Tamsy jolts, “ngh! Mhm, yeah, oh fuck! C’mon, make me cum again, again, and again,” he begs, hand now planted on Arkha’s shoulders to support himself.
Arkha slips in another finger, then another, until 3 fingers are thrusted in and out of his wet pussy, punching the breath out of Tamsy’s lungs as he presses up against his g-spot.
It wasn’t hard to find, after all Arkha knows Tamsy’s body just as well as the blonde knows his.
As he continues to suck meanly at his clit, switching between kitten licks and sucks, Tamsy’s legs begin to tremble.
“Arkha..! I’m gonna.. Ah, mmgh…!!” He moans with a shout, body shaking uncontrollably as he squirts all over Arkha’s face, which the man doesn’t mind while lapping his slick up.
The obscene noise of him drinking Tamsy’s squirt makes him blush the tiniest bit at the ears.
As the man pulls away after a few more licks and thrusts, teasing the blonde, the lower half of his face is sufficiently drenched with his slick, igniting a possessive and heated desire within Tamsy.
He pants heavily and smiles, pushing Arkha’s locs out of his face, “you’re so..” He trails off, dazed from his intense orgasm.
“Handsome?” Arkha supplies, stupidly confident.
He scoffs, “gross, is what I was going to say.” He supplies, chuckling softly as he feels his body relax, but Arkha wasn’t going to let him doze off just yet.
He feels the man shift, sitting more upright as he turns Tamsy around, spreading his legs with his hands and knees.
The blonde’s eyes widen as he feels thick fingers wander their way back to his exposed cunt, “mm, desperate?” He taunts, breathless as he turns his head away from the salacious sight.
But Arkha’s other hand grips his chin and forces him to look, whispering in his ear.
“I merely want to prepare you, and you will watch.” He commands, voice low and sexy.
Tamsy bites his lip, getting excited again as he feels the fingers play around his pussy, spreading his folds as he lifts his hand and slaps his cunt, a shock of pleasure coursing through his body.
“Ah!” He yelps, hands gripping the sheets now.
He writhes and shakes within Arkha’s grasp, unable to do anything but just take all the hits as his cunt oozes more slick.
Once Arkha decided he was done, instead of slapping his pussy, he shoved in 3 fingers at once and began to thrust them wildly, pressing up against his g-spot and filling his pussy at the same time.
He goes fast and deep, then slow and shallow, causing Tamsy to become irritated with the lack of release.
The smaller man grasps the toned arm, hooking his arm under it as he leans into it, hair falling in front of his face.
“Arkha..! Arkha, please,” he begs, his tough and bratty facade breaking.
The man smiles, nuzzling his face into Tamsy’s hair and whispering close into his ear as he kept thrusting his fingers in his cunt.
“You wanna cum, angel?” He asks mockingly, accentuating his words with pronounced thrusts that jerked the blonde upwards each time.
He held in a moan, “yes.. Yes, I can feel it… I’m gonna squirt again,” he mutters the last part, ears red.
Arkha smirks and pulls out his fingers, slips down his sweatpants and pulls out his fully hard cock, stroking it slowly before lining it up with Tamsy’s wet pussy.
He teases it at first, bringing the tip back and forth in between folds as Tamsy moves his hips to try and get it inside him.
And right as the blonde was about to yell at him, he shoves it all in one go inside his desperate cunt, making Tamsy squirt again.
“Mngh! Ah, hmngghh…!” He whimpers, liquid spraying out of his pussy as he’s impaled on Arkha’s dick.
The man even grunts behind him, feeling his walls convulse and squeeze around him as he watches Tamsy shiver with pleasure, a red blush spreading all over his body.
Without missing a beat, Arkha hooks his arms under Tamsy’s thighs, putting him in an even more exposed position.
With his legs high and pussy laid bare, Tamsy was incredibly embarrassed.
He tried to cover himself, hand shaking as he tries to hide where he and Arkha are connected, “Arkha! You..!” He hissed, but it came out more desperate and needy than he intended.
The man chuckled cruelly, simply thrusting his hips as the blonde became overwhelmingly overstimulated and stuffed full.
The wet squelch of his pussy echoed throughout the room, “mm! Ngh! Arkha..!”
The man nuzzled into Tamsy’s neck, kissing his scar, “yes, angel?” He responded sweetly, as if he wasn’t pounding him into oblivion.
The blonde struggled to form a coherent sentence, breath punched out of his lungs as his cunt is stuffed with every thrust.
He moans and whimpers, fingers clenching onto anything he can find.
“M-make me cum again, nnghh.. Fuck me until I p-pass out.. And stuff me full,” he demands, moaning in between as he does his best to bring his bratty tone back.
Arkha sucks a hickey on the blonde’s neck, not responding as he speeds up his thrusts, balls slapping lewdly against his wet pussy.
Tamsy cums and squirts in this position again, then Arkha flipped them around into a doggy style position where he played with his clit non-stop, making the blonde squirt even harder in spurts as he filled his cunt with warm cum.
He was thoroughly ruined by then, absolutely fucked out of his mind but Tamsy never said stop.
And Arkha obliged.
After getting him to squirt, he flipped Tamsy around and spread his legs, watching his cum ooze out of his folds, only to fill him again in a mating press.
Arkha pushed his cock into him gently at first, pressing soft kisses all over Tamsy’s body but after a tug from his scalp and needy scolding, he doubled his efforts and sucked on his chest while pounding into him.
The blonde’s nails scratched at his back, almost enough to draw blood, he cried and moaned loudly that was promptly shut up with Arkha’s mouth on his, swallowing his moans.
He fucked Tamsy like this for what seemed like forever, continuously pumping him full of his cum as he squirted again and again.
“Agh.. Ohh… Mmngnh! Arkha, Arkha, fuck..! Pleasepleaseplease, give me your cum,” he begged obscenely, lashes wet from his tears as he wrapped his arms around the other’s neck.
The man chuckled and brought a hand down to his cunt, rubbing his clit in circles, “cum with me, angel. I know you can,” he commands, a cruel smile on his face.
Tamsy nods and whimpers as he can feel the tension within his body pull his body taught as he seizes up with pleasure.
He feels Arkha’s hot cum fill his insides, causing him to squirt one last time as he screams with each thrust to push his cum as deep as possible.
Tamsy’s blissfully unaware now, ears buzzing and panting as he’s filled. Arkha teases him again with a few more thrusts, bordering on overstimulation.
Once he pulls out, creamy cum gushes out of his pussy, and Arkha spreads his folds to look at the obscene sight.
He licks his lips and hums, going in to lick a fat stripe up his pussy, “ngh!” Tamsy immediately digs his fingers into the man’s scalp, squirming as he continues to lap at his cum.
“Arkha..! Don’t..” He mewls, trying to push him away, but he’s too stubborn and resumes his efforts to pleasure Tamsy.
He doesn’t suck harshly, but he does poke his tongue into his entrance and tease him like this, flickering his eyes to see Tamsy’s flushed and tear stained face.
It brings a deep seated, primal sense of satisfaction within Arkha to surface.
They continue like this, lapping up both of their bodily fluids as Tamsy writhes under him, bringing him to another weak orgasm.
And once he’s finished, he kisses his way up Tamsy’s body, leaving numerous hickeys, as he sloppily kisses Tamsy’s wet lips.
The blonde reciprocates as much as he can, but is ultimately dominated by Arkha’s tongue due to his exhaustion.
He moans into their kiss, “mm, Arkha..” He whispers, pulling away as a string of saliva connects their lips, resting their foreheads against each other.
The man hums, a soft look in his eyes as he takes in Tamsy’s tired state.
And for once, Tamsy lets his mask slip.
“I love your cock,” he says seductively, staring into gray eyes through his own, vision somewhat blurry from the tears.
I love you, goes unsaid but is understood by both of them.
Arkha sucks a hickey on the unscarred side of his neck, “I know,” he affirms, lazily sucking on the skin
I love you too.
Tamsy combs his fingers through his locs, finally feeling the weight of their activities through the ache and lack of energy within his body.
He closes his eyes, the last thing he feels is Arkha’s hands gently massaging his body.