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It wasn't hard to get Phainon's attention.
He has likes that one would say are flat-out nerdy. Mydei knew that the moment Phainon rambled about how he went from just wanting to be a pilot to actually wanting to understand how planes work, and that's why he was in aerospace engineering, talking about math of all things during their first date.
(Well, it did make Mydei have a second date with him and then a third date where he sucked him off in the foyer of the man's apartment because listening to Phainon ramble on got him squirming in his chair.)
The second set of likes was gaming. Even if Phainon does take care of himself and goes with Mydei to the gym regularly (and then proceeds to hide his wonderful body with the most disastrous of clothes), he admits it's the cause for his thick glasses other than studying late into the night. Still, he genuinely has a love for them with the way he talks about all of them to Mydei, even if Mydei only really liked what Phainon calls were ‘cozy games’, like Animal Crossing and Cooking Mama.
And, he can also get Phainon's attention by being, well, himself.
Titans know just how much they spent on cleaning their couch.
The point is, Mydei knows how to get Phainon's attention often. He only needs to say the right words, entertain the right topic, hit the right pose, or even breathe just right for the man to start eating from the palm of his hand.
However, even if he can often get his attention, it doesn't mean it always happens.
So Mydei has his ways. He found Phainon at the computer again, playing Minecraft, and the moment he saw his boyfriend walk in, he gave the brightest puppy grin Mydei saw on a grown man.
One thing led to another, and now he's on Phainon's lap, facing towards the man, slightly sweaty and scrolling through on his phone, and between his legs is-
“Oh!" Phainon exclaims, before it's followed by some rapid keyboard clacking and mouse clicking, “I found more ancient debris. Finally, I'll have a complete Netherite set."
His sudden movement makes him jostle, and Phainon even throbs, which makes Mydei gasp and hold his phone away as his other hand tugs on the ends of the man's white hair on his neck, making the other man flinch.
“You-" Mydei looks down at where Phainon disappears into his cunt, “did you just get harder?"
Phainon chuckles sheepishly into his ear, not even tilting his head to look at Mydei. “Sorry, got excited."
Yeah, of course, he gets excited finding something in his adorable block game and not by the fact that his fat cock is being hugged by a pussy.
Now, Mydei would never get mad at Phainon for enjoying his games, except for when he actually needs to get off the computer and get some sleep (usually throwing his favorite chimaera plushie at his head is enough), but right now?
Right now, he is in pure disbelief at how Phainon can stay still when Mydei's right there warming his cock.
Phainon was understandably flushed about the prospect earlier, but Mydei knew how to push his buttons. It'll be comfortable, he purred into Phainon's ear, I'll just be here if you want me.
Damn you, Mydei from five minutes earlier. It's not a matter if Phainon wanted it. Mydei wants him.
And yet, Phainon still let him on his lap anyway. His earlier embarrassment was betrayed the moment Mydei fished his length out of those pants and saw it half-hard. It was promising, but now Phainon's attention was back on his game.
Worse still, he's with friends. Castorice and Cipher, fellow batchmates who were in different courses, and Phainon's friends.
Phainon said they were muted in Discord and were using a mod called Proximity Chat instead, so as much as possible, they had to be quiet.
A logical part of Mydei's mind tells Mydei to be patient. It won't be long before Phainon finally taps out for ‘ten minutes’, and ends up fucking Mydei for the whole night anyway.
…The more ravenous part of Mydei tells him that waiting for that opportunity is way too tiring, and boring, and he certainly did not get this tall, hot nerd of a boyfriend with a sleeper build by just waiting.
He got him by being proactive. By being cunning. By saying the right words. By pushing the right buttons. By putting just enough treats into his hands for Phainon to lap up.
Mydei had nearly forgotten the other way to get Phainon's attention.
Mydei turns off his phone and tilts his body to the side to place it down on the desk. Phainon's eyes don't move from the monitor. That's about to change.
Leaning back slightly, one elbow braced against the edge of the desk, Mydei rolls his hips and bites his lip as Phainon perks up and groans for a moment.
“Hey, what-"
“Keep playing," he tells the white haired man, who looks at him confused, “I'll handle it."
“But it's-" Phainon tries to chuckle, but Mydei cuts that off by squeezing around him, and his breath hitches in his throat instead, “it's distracting."
That's the point. “Then don't be distracted," Mydei challenges. Because he and his boyfriend like challenges, and when Phainon looks at him with a certain gaze, one he gave when he wanted Mydei to behave, he knew he already had him.
And so it begins.
Mydei doesn't know what Phainon is doing at this point. He sees the red of the game's environment change in the light of Phainon's glasses change, probably meaning he's in some other place now, and Mydei took the chance.
He lifts his hips this time and drops down on Phainon's cock, letting a small sigh escape him as it presses just shy of his deepest part. He watches as Phainon takes in a breath but doesn't look at him. Mydei grins.
His hips continue their steady bouncing. In his position, he won't be able to move much or else his elbow would slip, and he might take Phainon down with him. Shame, Mydei wanted to bounce on it like mad. He could move and instead hug Phainon close and cover his view so he could actually focus on him, but…
…he has a better plan.
He's no doubt wet, but it wouldn't hurt to be wetter. Mydei knows Phainon likes it sloppy and easy to slide into.
He brings two fingers up from his free hand up to his mouth, lathering them up generously with spit as he glances at Phainon. He catches him looking a few times, and his face is more flushed. Mydei lets his fingers slip out of him with a pop.
“Hey Castorice," Phainon says, and Mydei sees the telltale purple of her avatar in his glasses. Mydei knows it's an attempt from Phainon to make him stop whatever else he's planning.
It fails.
Mydei brings those wet fingers down to his clit and rubs it with his middle, pressing against the aroused swell as he bites his lip from moaning, and he continues to move his hips.
Oh, that's good. He feels Phainon throb inside of him so deliciously. There's no doubt he also feels the way Mydei plays with himself, because Mydei's walls quiver around his cock the more the man rubs circles around his nub.
"Oh, yeah, that's Mydei,” Phainon suddenly says, and Mydei almost thinks Phainon was about to reveal what they're doing when he continues, “he's just hanging out here while I'm playing. You know how clingy he gets.”
That's an understatement. Mydei's cunt is currently clinging to his cock.
But Mydei can tell it's another feeble attempt to get him to stop before they risk getting found out, but Mydei instead takes in the thrill of it.
He rubs his clit harder, knowing how to drive himself mad with the sensation. His bottom lip feels tender and marred with how much he's trying to keep his noise in, but he feels so bold, and he wants Phainon to just get his hands off the desk and on his body.
"Hmm? Oh, h-haha, I think that's just some noise from his phone. Don't worry about it,” ah, so a bit of noise did slip out of his lips anyway. Oh, well. Mydei can't help it, not when he's stuffed full.
He slows his fingers down in favor of rolling his hips faster, now lifting them higher, testing the waters, before he all but slams back down, and Mydei revels in the way Phainon jerks back and bites his lip, eyes almost fluttering close for a moment.
Good. Almost there.
Mydei does the same thing at least thrice before one of Phainon's hands flies to his thigh and squeezes. Mydei has to slap his filthy hand over his mouth to muffle the croon that purrs out of him, but he chuckles under his breath. Phainon is wrong if that will make him stay still.
Phainon suddenly laughs nervously, but Mydei hears the rough edge at the end of it. “No, haha, w-what the hell are you saying, Cipher? No, he isn't doing anything, he's just– being good.”
And Mydei's being so good. He's doing absolutely wonderful, bouncing faster and deeper into Phainon's cock, eyes never moving from his boyfriend’s face as he watches his restraint break further.
And confident he can keep his noise in, Mydei brings his hand back down, dragging his palm down his abdomen at first to feel Phainon deep inside of him before he inches lower. He bets Phainon thinks he's going to play with himself again.
Mydei's eyes glint in wonderful gratification when he watches the shock in Phainon’s eyes when Mydei instead presses the pad of his fingers against the stretch of where he and his boyfriend connect.
He hisses at the burn he causes to himself, but he shivers, the sting quickly turning into white-hot pleasure. He tests it even more, his index finger slipping into the tight heat-
And suddenly he's being pulled up, slammed against the space on the desk as headphones clatter against the floor, and his legs are wrestled open.
“I told everyone that you're good," the Phainon above him is a familiar sight- one that Mydei shudders and bites his lip over in excitement, "so why the hell are you being such a brat?”
Mydei doesn't even go to check if Phainon had the mind to mute. Not when there's a clearly ticked off and horny Phainon between his legs, and his cockhead is kissing his clit. "Because my boyfriend thinks he can just ignore my hot cunt.”
"You could've just asked.”
"I know,” Mydei grins as he reaches out to grab Phainon's strong arms, feeling them flex and go taut, holding his legs open, "but getting you pissed is better.”
Phainon growls in response at that, and Mydei knows he's going to get absolutely railed until he says nothing else but his name, or begs for him to give him air, or both.
Suddenly, he's full again, Phainon's cock driving fast into him and hitting far enough for his thick tip to kiss the entrance to his cervix, and Mydei melts, head thrown back as he moans. He doesn't have anything else to hold onto but his boyfriend's toned arms, strung tight as he grips the blonde's thighs and keeps him both open and unable to move.
"So fast, so-” Mydei heaves, even as every thrust takes the air out of him, "so deep, fuck, Phainon-”
"You're begging already?” Phainon's voice sounds like a rough melody in his ears that Mydei would happily listen to forever. "Baby, you brought this upon yourself.”
“At least let me- breathe- fuck-” every word is punched out of Mydei's lips as once more, Phainon hits the perfect angle to continuously plunge deep into him, and his nails dig deep into the man's unrelenting arms.
From the obscene, wet noises as Phainon's hips slam against his own, the fullness of his cunt and heat twisting in his abdomen, it wasn't going to take long before Mydei would cross over the brink. His pussy fluttered as he was already squirting a little, which made him sob from the mounting climax as Phainon himself moaned above him.
"You're so wet and so good, every day you feel so fucking perfect, baby,” the man says as if it's something beautiful, and leans down, taking Mydei's legs with him as he folds the trembling blonde just enough for him to thrust deeper and Mydei nearly shouts when Phainon hits hard against his cervix and he trembles all over.
"You're gonna come for me?” Phainon's words sound muffled in Mydei's ears. His eyes were welling up with tears as he choked on his own breath.
There's a hand in his hair that roughly pulls downwards. "Answer me, Mydei.”
Mydei's toes curl as he sobs and nods his head, "yes! Yes, yes yes I am I'm going to-”
"With me,” Phainon leans in close and kisses the corner of his lips, which Mydei didn't even realize was wet and sticky with his own drool trailing out of his mouth, “come with me, princess, come on-"
Mydei doesn't know whose moan he hears. His or Phainon's, it doesn't matter. He's nearly pushed up against the table when his boyfriend slams back inside, and Mydei nearly blacks out. He shakes as his cunt quivers, and he lets out a jet stream of fluid against Phainon's abdomen, which no doubt has stained both of their meaningless shirts that were already soaked in sweat.
At the same time, Mydei feels the telltale hotness of Phainon's cum inside of him. It's so deep, it might just slip into his cervix, but it all seeps out of his pussy as his boyfriend continues to pump him full.
He can feel the man's hands rub his sides as he comes down from his high, and he looks up, seeing Phainon's blue eyes under his glasses, which have miraculously not fallen off with the way they fucked.
"Hi,” Phainon speaks up first when he notices Mydei looking at him, and the blonde swallows, trying to find his voice in the hoarseness of his throat.
“Hi," he finally says after a moment, and Phainon kisses him, a chuckle in his throat as Mydei reciprocates and wraps his jelly-like arms around the man's shoulders.
When Phainon pulls back, he has an amused smile on his lips. “As I said…you could've just asked instead of being a brat.”
Mydei frowns, cat-like and petty. Does Phainon want to take away all his fun? "No. As I said, it's more fun pissing you off.”
"And you wonder why I'm so rough with you,” Phainon snorts.
"I'll take it, if that's what it takes to actually fuck me.” Mydei huffs against his lips.
"See? You could've just said that!” his boyfriend reasons. It's a good reason.
"That's boring,” Mydei says, unrelenting. And Phainon looks like he concedes, as always, and rolls his eyes.
Phainon pulls out, and a sizable glob of his come mixed with Mydei's fluids slips out of his pussy. Mydei trembles over it and almost gets the idea to slip fingers back into himself to keep it in. He stops himself when he realizes he could just ask Phainon to fill him up again later, now that he's done with his gaming. Speaking of…
“Did you mute yourself?" Mydei asks. The thrill of being found out was fun, but of course, being actually found out wasn't as fun, either.
“Not just that. Left the game and everything, but I think they know what I did,” Phainon nervously chuckles as he stands back up, eyes going over to the monitor again to for sure message his friends about his sudden leave.
Well. If they've already assumed that, then there was nothing else for Mydei to worry about.
So he wraps his legs around Phainon's hips again, and digs a heel into the man's lower back to get his attention, and smiles at the knowing look that greets him.
“So," Mydei hums, pleased, “I get to have you the whole night?"
“You get me every night, Dei," Phainon sighs with his own smile.
“Answer me, Phainon," Mydei repeats exactly what Phainon said to him earlier, and enjoys as his boyfriend blushes pink.
“...yes," he answers, and Mydei can feel him get hard again at the cleft of his ass.
Mydei sits up with trembling arms, kisses under Phainon's jaw with a purr once his lips reach his skin, and wraps his arms around his boyfriend's neck.
“Good. Now take me to bed."
“Y-Yes, sir!”