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Rain was on his back on the bed, staring blankly up at the ceiling, bored out of his mind.
This was not his usual emotion- emotion? was bored an emotion? Whatever,- this was not his usual vibe when he was on his back on this bed.
Phayu, a whole five feet away at his desk, was working on some project or another, and he’d already very patiently told Rain that he needed to finish whatever he was doing before they could hang out. Eat dinner. Play a board game. Fuck. Whatever.
Rain would really, actually, like to have his phi in him right now, please.
God, Rain was horny. And not even like, actively horny, he just felt empty. He was aware of his booty-hole. Like. Annoyingly aware. He grumbled up at the ceiling, making faces, scrunching his nose. Stupid work. Stupid (beloved) responsible phi. Phayu’s job should be wrecking Rain on demand, that’s what he should get paid to do.
Rain wrapped himself in the duvet, feeling bereft. Woeful. Neglected.
“I can hear you grumbling over there.”
Rain glared at the ceiling, and then sat up so he could glare at the back of his phi’s head.
“I said I would leave you alone to work, I didn’t say I was gonna be cheerful about it, phi.” Honestly. He only had so much resolve.
Phayu abandoned his typing to turn and appraise Rain, eying him like he was considering the layers of that statement. Of which there were maybe two, so it didn’t last long.
“Do you need to go sit downstairs while I finish this?”
“Noooooo,” Rain whined. That would be worse. He wanted to be closer, not farther away. “I can do it, I can be good.” He pouted. This was an egregious attack on his evening, and he wasn’t happy about it. But he could try to be good. For his Daddy.
Probably.
Phayu looked unconvinced.
“What is it, honey? What do you need?”
Right to the core, no foreplay, that was his phi. Well, with conversations, anyway.
“I just miss you, phi. I just want to be close.”
Phayu hummed, considering.
“I’ll tell you what, why don’t we try something.”
Rain sat up straight. He loved trying things, Phayu was always had fun ideas.
“Get your pants off.”
What?
“What?”
Phayu was smiling at him, amused.
“Get your pants off and come here.”
Rain didn’t see how this was going to be conducive to Phayu finishing his work, but he wasn’t one to look a gift horse in the mouth. He kicked off his pants with record speed and skipped over to Phayu, bringing the duvet right along with him. Sue him, it was cold.
Phayu reached out to pluck at the waistband of Rain’s underwear, looking up at him with those big, dark eyes.
“These too.”
Well, hell, okay.
Under that dark, hot stare, Rain felt a flush of heat rush through him as he pulled off his underwear, leaving him naked from the waist down and draped in a duvet cover. He wanted to feel silly about this, but it was hard to feel anything but intensely Looked At when he was under Phayu’s eyes.
“Now what, phi?”
—
Five minutes later, ‘now what’ having turned out to be Phayu bending Rain over the desk and opening him up without getting out of his chair, the ache in Rain’s ass was anything but abated. He groaned into his forearm as Phayu slowly pulled his fingers away, leaving Rain once again tragically empty, and now also wet, and very slightly resentful. This was not solving his problem.
“Mean,” he whined as Phayu caught him by the hips and tugged him up to standing. “Mean, P’Phayu.”
Phayu laughed softly as he turned Rain to face him. “I thought you wanted to try something with me, baby.”
Rain pouted. Rude, terrible phi.
“Come here.”
He didn’t know how much more ‘here’ he could be, but then Phayu was pulling Rain in until he was forced to climb into up into his lap as Phayu guided his limbs, taking his weight as he situated Rain the way he wanted him. Rain ended up straddling Phayu with his legs under the arm rests, feet dangling towards the floor, nose to nose with his phi.
Oh. Like this his cock, which had been hard and aching since Phayu had first gotten his fingers inside of him, was pressed tight between their stomachs. It wasn’t as good as Phayu’s fingers inside of him, but he’d take what he could get at this point. Rain wiggled minutely against him, chasing sensation and probably smearing precome into the fabric where was leaking all over Phayu’s t-shirt. Good, served his phi right.
Phayu caught him by the hips and arched an eyebrow in a way that suggested he hadn’t gotten away with anything, and that maybe this would get taken out of his ass later.
Good, he thought petulantly. At least his ass would see some kind of action.
Phayu nudged his nose against Rain’s, drawing his attention.
“Okay sweet boy, here’s what we’re going to do. If you can be still and sweet and quiet for me, then when I get this done you can have whatever you want.”
Rain peered down at him, through narrowed eyes, looking for the trick.
“That’s all? Easy.”
Just sit there, snuggled up to his phi? Absolutely.
It would be a little weird to be all opened up, and he was a little worried about lube dripping on his phi’s jeans, but that would be Phayu’s fault. He was more worried about being still when his phi had just gotten him all worked up like this, but he could do it. For sure. Probably.
Phayu smiled, cunning, which made Rain instantly suspicious.
“Almost. Can you sit up for me, baby?”
Rain’s breath caught. Cheating, cheating cheater, his phi. Rain would pay cash money to know where he got these ideas of his.
It turned out that Rain could only sit up so much, given that his feet didn’t quite make it to the floor and he had absolutely no leverage to speak of, so Phayu ended up doing most of the heavy lifting as he maneuvered Rain up and back, making space between them to get a hand on his zipper, and then, oh, that was Phayu’s hard cock bumping up against his ass.
Rain started to wonder when that had happened when Phayu lined up with his hole, pressed the head in, and guided Rain back down to settle in his lap over the hot split of his cock in one firm, smooth glide.
“Ah!” He squealed, clutching at Phayu for balance. The abrupt change from achingly empty to bursting at the seams was crashing through him, leaving him incredibly hot and tight in his own skin.
Rain gasped, bracing himself heavily against Phayu’s shoulder. “Ooh, wow, okay. A little warning next time, maybe?”
Phayu chuckled, rumbling beneath him, and Rain choked on air as he was tilted backwards as Phayu leaned forward to retrieve the duvet from the floor, growing infinitesimally larger and bigger and closer inside of him all at once, before leaning back to settle the blanket around Rain’s shoulders, tucking him in against Phayu’s chest.
Holy shit. Wow. Okay. This was a lot, a lot a lot, wow. And he was supposed to just? Sit here?
Rain blinked hard, acclimating to the pervasive fullness. Phayu always felt like so much inside him. He squirmed a little, trying to lever himself up so he could get some distance, adjust his seat, only to be pressed into Phayu’s chest with a firm hand over his back.
“Ah,” Phayu said, tsking over his head. “No moving, sweet boy.”
Shit. Hell. Okay, no, he could do this, he could work with this.
It just felt so strange, being so full of his phi and doing nothing about it. He kept having to fight the instinctive urge to move, to grind, to bounce the littlest bit in search of friction.
It was a little like wearing a plug, except not at all because there was no tapering at his rim and it didn’t match his temperature and it was so much bigger. He was bullied open, his hole stretched thin and tight around where Phayu was so big and hot and deep inside of him, and it really wasn’t like a plug at all, actually.
He clenched helplessly, reflexively, and shuddered hard at the way it pressed Phayu’s cock up against all of his insides.
“Shh, settle, sweetheart.” Phayu briefly rested his hand against the back of Rain’s head, anchoring him gently before returning to his keyboard.
He’d never just had a dick inside him before, Rain realized, not without any expectation of movement. There had been times when Phayu had been giving him a moment to adjust, or stayed in him for a bit as he went soft after he’d come, but Rain had never just. Held Phayu inside of him like this.
It was. It was a lot. It was intense, in a slow, passive sort of way. Phayu was everywhere; around him, inside of him. He was so full.
Rain hooked his chin gently over Phayu’s shoulder and closed his eyes, letting himself just feel it. Phayu was so hot and unignorable in him, holding him, letting Rain be close to him like this. It was nice. He absently rubbed his lips against a bit of shirtsleeve, drifting into the sensation.
Every now and then Phayu shifted underneath him, holding Rain to himself with an arm around his back as he reached forward for something before sitting back in his chair, or adjusting minutely in his seat.
Rain’s arousal felt distant, peaceful. He was hard, sure, but he was also warm, and pressed closed to his phi, being held. He felt safe, calm and settled. He nudged his nose gently against Phayu’s neck, rubbing his hands briefly over his phi’s chest before he let himself fall still, and breathed.
—
Hours or decades later, Rain roused as he was shifted into Phayu’s hands.
“You were so good, sweetheart, so patient for me.” Phayu was gently cradling Rain’s head in his hands and pulling him back from his shoulder, running the pads of his thumbs over Rain’s face.
He hummed pleasantly, pushing into his Daddy’s hands. He felt so good. Everything was warm and soft and floating around him.
“What do you want, sweet boy? What can I give you?”
Rain didn’t have an answer for this. Everything already felt so nice. There was was a draft of cool air starting to sneak in between their bodies, which was less nice, but Rain could fix that. He found his hands hanging loosely over his knees and dragged them back up around Phayu’s sides, pulling himself in against Phayu’s chest to mouth at the skin of his neck. Much better.
Phayu’s breath stuttered under Rain’s lips and his hips kicked up, pulling Rain’s attention down to where he was sitting, still pried open around his phi. It so nice, being full, it had sort of faded into the background as he’d drifted. He was thinking about it now, though.
Phayu ground up with his hips again, with intent this time, and Rain came a little more awake.
“Do you want to come?” Phayu asked, hot breath brushing past Rain’s ear. “Let me take care of you, sweetheart.”
A hot hand found Rain’s cock, wet with lube, and Rain tensed up slightly in Phayu’s grip, shot through with feeling. It was so much, to go from that low, subtle, burning arousal to this riot of sensation, and Rain squirmed against his phi as he was stroked. Coming suddenly sounded like the best idea in the world, and he whined as Phayu jacked him tight and slow, grinding up into Rain in hot, deep pulses.
“How’s that, baby, does that feel good?”
Rain nodded, forehead knocking softly against Phayu’s jaw, feeling Phayu’s knuckles brushing against Rain’s belly through the soft fabric of his shirt, grinding down against the hardness inside him.
“Talk to me, sweetheart. Tell me how it feels.” Phayu sounded strained, urgent. Rain couldn't imagine how he was feeling, having had Rain hot and tight around him for so long, but the way he was clutching at Rain said that he was feeling a lot of it. He started pushing back up into Rain so they were moving together, into each other, getting his other hand under Rain’s ass and pulling him open the slightest bit, bracing Rain so he could thrust up into him.
Rain gasped as Phayu’s cock rubbed over his prostrate, the fullness inside him tipping from intense to overwhelming, shooting sparks up his spine, through his chest.
“Come on, honey, talk to me. I want to hear you.”
“It’s so good, Daddy. You feel so good inside me, you feel-," Rain whined helplessly, holding on tight to Phayu's sides as he shook in his hands.
“You’re perfect, Rain, honey, you were so good, so good for me." Phayu was breathing hard, holding on to Rain so tightly now, crushing him close, his fist working faster and faster around Rain's cock. He sounded breathless, desperate, guttural as he groaned above Rain's ear.
Rain keened high in his throat as Phayu got his feet planted and thrust up hard into him. There was no farther inside of Rain that he could go, no deeper to find, his Daddy already so far inside him, pressing up against him everywhere, filling him up, Rain couldn’t breath with it. He was sweating now, hot beneath the blanket, wrapped in Phayu’s arms, bouncing hard enough now that the chair was creaking lowly below them.
“You were so good, it was so good, baby, you were perfect, you're perfect-" The hand on his ass tightened as Phayu tensed underneath him, thighs rippling under Rain’s as he came.
Warmth burst inside him, and Rain cried out, bucking into Phayu's fist as he was filled, tumbling over the edge right after him.
—
The duvet had fallen down to sag around Rain's hip, letting cool air play over his back where he was wedged under Phayu's jaw, wrapped up in his arms. He pressed a kiss to the scruff there, absently, enjoying the glow buzzing under his skin. He felt lovely. Incandescent. Kind of floaty, still.
“Did you like that?”
Rain untucked himself from Phayu’s embrace enough to look at him, taking in his flushed cheeks, his vaguely dazed expression. He didn’t need to ask if Phayu liked it.
He smiled, dipping in to brush a kiss over his phi’s perfect lips.
“I liked it.”