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For the whole weekend it's been nothing but pouring down rain, from friday evening to Tuesday morning, maybe even longer. News says some massive storm was hitting another region and the Crossroads just happened to catch the end of it.
Luckily, before the rain hit, Sword came over to visit Rocket. But now with all the floods and rain, he stayed for a bit more than he was meant to.
Currently, it was 3AM. Rocket was wide awake, sweating and panting. Not from a sickness, but rather a burning desire that pooled deeply in his abdomen. Staring at the ceiling he groaned with his face into a pillow. He kicked his feet in attempt of a fit, before an idea popped into mind.
He moved out of bed, quietly stepping out from his room and slowly making his way to the guestroom where Sword was asleep. Rocket took a breath, then opened the door.
Sword was in bed, tangled in a mess of blankets and pillows, snoring away in whatever dream he was imagining. Rocket closed the door behind him, walking closer, praying that this would go as he pleased. Each step made his heat burn faster as he got closer to Sword, almost breathing down his neck right next to him. Hesitantly he crawled over him, sitting on his abdomen.
Sword mumbled something at the sudden weight on his abdomen, but didn't wake up, not yet.
Rocket lent down, his hands placed on Swords shoulders as he Gently grind his hips over Swords. He knew this was wrong, but the friction that it gave made his cock throb, even leak through his boxers.
Rocket let out small whines, closing his eyes and turning his head down to his body, watching as he humped his best-friend against the fabric of their clothes.
Without even noticing, Rocket didn't know Sword woke up. His snores had stopped, but with paying no mind to anything but the pleasure as he rocked his hips harder, Rocket didn't snap out of it till he felt hands grasp onto own waist, his gaze locking with Swords.
The silence was awkward, Rockets face almost burning redder than it already was. sword was silent before speaking, his voice a bit raspy from being woken up so soon.
"Rocket, you know if you wanted some help, you could've just asked.."
Rocket stayed silent, burning with embarrassment and desire.
"Do you want help?" Sword asked, tugging rockets hips down to his own, earning a small gasp from the other.
"Please?" Rocket looked at Sword with a pleading expression.
Before Rocket was to whimper more, Sword quickly pulled Rocket into a passionate kiss, swallowing down most of the sounds. Rocket and Sword melted together, grinding against one another while making out.
Sword made the first move, pushing Rocket down onto the bed, pinning him in place. Sword pant, taking in the view before leaning back down, peppering Rockets neck.
"You're gonna... leave marks.." Rocket mumbled, tilting his head away, granting Sword more access.
"Sorry.." Sword kissed Rockets neck, pausing to inhale his scent before letting his hands roam over his body. From his cheeks to his chest, his hands slid lower to his abdomen and thighs, groping the soft yet firm flesh.
Rocket let out small whines with every touch of Swords hands, the teasing making him throb desperately.
Sword kept peppering Rockets neck with kisses, it was tingly sensation, breaking his cloud of lust fogged up in his mind before it returned as he felt hands tug on the waistband of his boxers.
"Can I?" Sword murmured
"Y-yes..." Rocket let out a shaky breath as Swords hand rubbed him, causing a small moan before tugging them down and freeing his throbbing erection. It leaked precum, almost dripping down his tip.
Sword sat back up, sitting between Rockets legs as he lent a hand down, wrapping it around his cock, stroking it slowly with a firm grasp.
"ah..- fhn...." Rocket whimpered softly, rolling his head back into the pillow. Panting and rocking his hips to meet the strokes of Swords hand.
Sword slowly quickened the pace, gaining more whimpers and moans from Rockets mouth, his dick leaking enough precum to act as a lubricant on his cock.
"S-Swordd... nhm.." Rocket moaned, trying to hold back some noises so his adoptive father wouldn't hear.
Rocket felt the edges of his vision blur, but before he could cum Sword stopped. Glancing down in confusion he asked, "Why did you stop?.. I was so close.."
Sword moved his hands to Rockets hips, caressing the flesh.
"Sword?..." Rocket tilted his head
"Can we have sex?" Sword spoke almost pleading, rocking his hips against Rockets.
"uhm... I think I have lube in my bedroom.." His gaze shifted away before he brought it up to Swords gaze.
"Do you want to move this to your room then?" His hands slid up Rockets sides, cupping his chest to give a small squeeze to his breasts, feeling the soft flesh.
"I would like that, yeah.." Rocket let out a drawn out breath, trying not to arch his back into Swords touch.
Rocket lazily pulled up his boxers, his cock straining against the fabric. He led sword back to his own bedroom and as soon as the doors closed the two were locked into a passionate kiss, slowly walking backwards towards to the bed.
It didn't take long for their clothes to be thrown off somewhere in the room, discarded onto the floor.
Sword, of course, took tops and pinned Rocket back down, and as just on cue, the rain outside poured heavier. Taking the chance, Sword leaned down to the bedside table and opened the top drawer to a mess of items.
Sword still found the bottle of lube, hidden under a stash of candy and random dollar notes. Taking it out, he popped the lid open and sat up.
"Any particular position you want?.."
"Does it matter?"
"I want you to be comfortable"
". . ." Rocket paused, before mumbling, "Mating press?"
"You really wanna do that one?" Sword asked, confirming Rockets suggestion.
"yeah"
"Alright"
Sword shifted Rockets position, lifting his legs around his waist. Rocket watched as Sword poured a good amount of lube onto his hand and pressed it down against Rockets entrance. Sword slowly pressed a finger in, thrusting it for a while before adding another inside Rocket, and then another. He let out small whimpers with each curl of Swords fingers, each scissor and press.
Sword and Rocket let out small pants, barely even audible over the noise of rainfall. His fingers prepped Rocket for a good 10 minutes, drawing out soft sounds from his best friend. Sword soon removed his fingers slick and dripping.
He then poured more lube down onto his dick, stroking it a few times to spread the lubricant. Sword shuffled closer before pressing the tip, pausing. "You ready?"
Swords eyes locked with Rockets gaze. Rocket took a moment but nodded, eager for the pleasure, yet also pleading.
sword threw the bottle of lube aside, placing his hands onto Rockets thighs and lifting them up to his chest, his grasp sliding to the back of his knees. In the same motion Sword moved his hips, his cock plunging deep inside Rockets heat, the two sharing a groan.
"ahh-... Fuck.. Sword.. mnhh..." Rocket moaned as Sword rocked his hips, thrusting softly at first. Sword groaned, panting between thrusts.
"F-fasterr... Please..!" He moaned a bit louder, before being muffled by a kiss. Sword swallowed down the sounds, his hips picking up pace. Each thrust hitting a special spot deep inside Rocket. Sword kept the pace quick, his hands firmly holding Rocket down before one of them inched down to Rockets cock, wrapping around the throbbing flesh.
Sword pumped it in time with his thrusts, beads of pearly precum dripped down. Sword pulled away from the kiss, panting, grunting. Rocket kept moaning, eyes dazed back and drool leaking down his chin. He didn't care if his father heard anymore, the pleasure was overwhelming. Sword groaned, his thrusts faltering, losing the rhythm, but before Rocket could complain his balls throbbed before he let loose.
Creamy shots of white fluid squirt from his cock, painting his stomach and abdomen in thin streaks of cum. At the same time, Sword hilted and let out a long groan, his cock buried deep, balls churning and spilling seed. Rocket and Sword spent a minute just panting and falling limp, attempting to gain back some energy.
Sword leaned back, looking down at Rocket before coming back in to kiss him. Rocket slowly melted into the kiss with Sword, still catching his breath after sex, gasping and panting between kisses.
"Mh.. Sword..." Rocket mumbled, his breathing slowly getting more calm and steady.
"Yes, Rocket?" Sword nudged close to Rocket, adjusting the position so Rockets legs could stay by his sides instead of over his shoulders.
"Thank you.." He let out a tired sigh, letting his body rest. Sword moved his hips, pulling out with a lewd pop. A small dribble of his cum leaked out, even his cock was slightly coated in his fluids. He didn't pay much mind to that, his main focus was on Rockets comfort.
He shifted his position while keeping Rocket close, laying on their sides and pulling the blankets up. It didn't take long before the tiredness and sleep took Sword under, but at least he was with Rocket.