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Bokuto wasn’t quite sure what he was doing, but continued moving nonetheless.
He’d pushed Akaashi up against the headboard of their king-sized bed, legs straddling either side of Akaashi’s hips, body hovering slightly over his husband’s body. His hands were placed on Akaashi’s chest, to stabilize himself. He’d wrestled Akaashi’s clothes off, leaving him completely naked. Bokuto was still in his flimsy lingerie, silky stockings straining against his thighs.
He looked back at Akaashi’s cock. It was almost more intimidating to look at it now, his ass inches away from it. Bokuto swallowed and returned his gaze forward, beginning to lower his body. If he was going to do this, it was better to start before he had a chance to begin to regret it…
“You’re not going to prepare yourself?” Akaashi raised a brow, his voice teasing.
Bokuto flushed bright red, sitting up again. “O-Of course I was.” He sat up a little straighter, groping at himself for a moment. He was practically dripping arousal now, fluid slicking his inner thighs, sliding smoothly across his skin. He pulled the small strip of ribbon-fabric aside, moving to insert fingers into himself.
Akaashi watched him struggle for a moment, then offered, “Turn around. Might be easier.”
Doing as he was told, Bokuto nodded, crawling so his back was to Akaashi now. A hand pressed against his lower back, pushing him down slightly. Bokuto caught himself before he could land on his face, holding up his body with his forearms. “Akaashi, w-what’s this?” He was now positioned with his ass in the air, hovering over Akaashi’s body.
“Try again.” Bokuto felt himself redden further (if that was possible), suddenly aware of exactly how Akaashi was looking at him. With the ravenous gaze of a hungry animal, his pheromones filling the air, telling Bokuto’s body to move without his own command.
Letting any and all dignity that he had slip slowly away, Bokuto reached back, penetrating himself with one of his own fingers. It wasn’t as if he’d never done this before, though it was all so much more embarrassing with Akaashi there, watching him.
I won’t displease him, Bokuto told himself, inserting another finger.
Akaashi’s cock brushed against Bokuto’s stomach, sending Bokuto’s senses on-end. Every feeling was heightened. He continued as best he could, fingering himself, trying to stuff as many in as he could. Slick wet dripped down his arm, lewd sounds filling the air. He could feel Akaashi’s eyes on him, watching intently as Bokuto attempted to open himself.
Bokuto sat up, feeling that he was ready. Trying to maintain a strong voice, he said, “I’m going to start now.” Akaashi simply nodded in response.
He slid down easy enough, feeling as Akaashi filled him, stretching him to his limits. It wasn't painful, mostly warm, filling in a strange, new way - not unwelcome, though. Akaashi’s hands came to his waist, elegant fingers stroking comfortingly at his skin. His thumb looped under the thin strip of fabric keeping Bokuto’s undergarments on. He was sitting up fully, back still resting against the headboard.
Bokuto waited until he’d almost filled himself all the way up before lifting his hips slowly, new sensations filling his body. It was good but in an almost… uncomfortable way.
He tried to adjust himself to ride Akaashi better, wondering if Akaashi was feeling anything good. Akaashi smiled at him lightly, murmuring, “You can keep going, baby.”
Bokuto whimpered, nodding. He closed his eyes tightly, bouncing a little more fervently now, beginning to feel warmth build between his hips. The sensation of pleasure was growing, his juices dripping between his thighs. It had been strange in the beginning, but was getting better now. He felt good. Bokuto let out little ah, ah, ahs with each bounce, feeling himself grow close to coming. Behind him, Akaashi wasn’t helping much, his hands having slid around to Bokuto’s front, grabbing the omega’s smaller cock, thumbing the sensitive tip.
After a few seconds of stroking, Bokuto could no longer hold in his release. He came, throwing his head back with a weak sound. He was satisfied and yet... Bokuto looked at Akaashi with his slightly-tearful eyes. “I- came,” he said. As good as it had felt, he’d wanted to come together with his husband. To feel their connection clearly, their alpha and omega bond…
“Mhm,” Akaashi hummed, his grip tightening on Bokuto’s hips. “Let me help you.”
Bokuto opened his mouth to ask what exactly that meant, when he was flipped onto his back, Akaashi pushing him down into the mattress. He pulled out only for a mere second before driving himself inside of Bokuto once again.
“That’s good, Bokuto,” Akaashi said as he moved, “You feel so good, baby.”
Bokuto said nothing. He couldn’t say anything, the sounds coming from his lips drowning out all words. He couldn’t think straight either, his only thoughts focused on Akaashi and the feelings that he was giving him.
Tears were streaming from his closed eyes, from the slight pain, yes, but mostly from the intense pleasure. Never before had Bokuto felt so good, Akaashi touching his entire body, pleasing Bokuto, pleasuring himself, deep sounds elicited in his chest as he slammed into Bokuto’s ass.
“It’s too hard, ‘Kaashi,” Bokuto’s words turned to another moan as Akaashi thrust into him, grinding all the way to the hilt. It all felt so good, too good, his entire body overstimulated as Akaashi seemingly touched every part of him.
Lips at his neck, shoulders and chest, biting anywhere they could reach. A hand slipped under the fabric of Bokuto’s lingerie, playing with his nipples, another pushing his leg back, nails digging into his skin.
Not too much, Bokuto realized as Akaashi pulled himself back slightly, slamming back in quicker this time. Just enough. The perfect amount. The perfect amount, and he was enjoying every second of it.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Akaashi said, lips brushing against Bokuto’s collarbone as he bit and nibbled at the skin there. Red marks formed there and across his upper body, many of which Bokuto knew would turn into bruises. He didn’t have the capacity to think or worry about that, so fully stuck in the current moment. “Just a little bit longer…”
As he moved, the hand on Bokuto’s chest moved, travelling down, slipping under the pale pink lace to touch and stroke at Bokuto’s cock, bringing him closer to another climax. “Mm, feels good ‘Kaashi…” Bokuto trailed off, lost in the pleasure.
Akaashi paused, and Bokuto stared up at his flushed face, eyes catching on the glisten of sweat at his cheeks. He looked so beautiful, well-built, naked body shining like brilliant stars. Akaashi’s grip on Bokuto’s thigh tightened as he asked tentatively, “Can I come inside?”
“Of course…” How could he say no to his gorgeous husband?
Smiling, Akaashi began moving again, Bokuto letting out a small, pitiful sound as pleasure began to wrack his body once more. “Good boy.”
Akaashi thrust in a few more times before he let out a low sound, pushing himself to the hilt once again. Bokuto came again, spasming around Akaashi’s cock, hot fluid filling up his body, spurting across their stomachs. Akaashi pulled out, liquid dripping from Bokuto’s ass as he did so. Exhaustion wracked Bokuto’s body, though the feeling could not overpower his unending joy.
The two of them rolled over onto their sides, Akaashi’s hot breaths washing over Bokuto’s skin. He kept his eyes squeezed shut for a long moment, unable to believe what he’d done. He’d finally lost his virginity to the alpha he loved so dearly. Only one regret remained in his mind - he should have let Akaashi take him sooner.
Bokuto’s eyes finally opened, and he found Akaashi looking back at him. The alpha reached out, taking Bokuto’s head in his hands.
Akaashi thumbed Bokuto’s cheek, staring lovingly into his eyes. He leaned forward to press a kiss on his forehead, murmuring, “I love you. I always will.” He paused before adding quietly, “My omega.”
Bokuto felt himself smile and he hugged his alpha tighter, nuzzling his face into the crook of Akaashi’s neck. He was so happy in that very moment, happy that things had worked out, though mostly happy because it’d all felt so good. “Love you too, ‘Kaashi,” he said in answer.