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Hugo likes to choke. Not hard, just a firm grip around Isagi’s neck, not enough to completely block his air way, but enough to make a point. And he doesn’t do it because he wants to, but that’s the only way to get Isagi to understand. The only thing that shows him how useless he is.
He doesn't degrade him—No that’s not in his character, but his brutal honesty feels like degradation.
And oh does Isagi have a degradation kink. It riles him up, make his pupils wide, his body hot and his cock throb. They constantly battle in bed over who comes first.
Of course Isagi wants to come first. He wants to so bad.
Of course he thinks that’s what he deserves.
But Hugo knows better. He knows he doesn't even have to the right come, let alone come first. That he hasn’t done anything to earn it. All he’s done is lay there, pathetically, legs high in the air, and get fucked.
But, as Hugos pounding into Isagi, breath saying the worst of things. “What have you done except lay there and keep your legs up.”
Isagi doesn't respond. He bites down on his bottom lip. Hands wrapped around Hugos neck.
“What you think thats enough?”
Silence.
“Oh that must be it.” Hugo leans in closer. Breath brushing past his ears, Isagi’s body folded completely. Slowly inching in, as deep as his thick cock can reach. “The way you ass is leaking—we both know your only holding them up because of how deep my dick reaches in this position.” Hugo presses in deeper. There.
“Ahhh…”
This only makes Isagi want to come even more. He wants to beg, plead. But his words are blocks by his pathetic moans. And he doesn't help the situation, he just lift his ass off the bed even more. Each thrust filling him to the brim, sending chills down his spine.
Hugo pounds into him harder. Faster. As deep as his cock wants “You know im coming first.” Constantly slamming into him as heat pools in the pit of his stomach. Wave after wave of arousal bursting through his body.
He can feel Isagi clenching around him. Sucking him in more. He knows what he wants. Shit he wants it too.
So he pulls out, flipping him over, changing positions.
Isagi whines at the emptiness as he's being turned over onto his stomach.
Hugo watches his hole clenching for anything. He leans in to that desperate hole and fills it with his tongue. He knows this isnt enough for Isagi but he teases him anyway. Pulling back to spit into that gaping hole just to watch him clench at anything. Pathetic. A stream of lube and saliva leaks out and Hugo dips back in, pushing the excess back in with his tongue. He pushes a thumb in along side his tongue, ramming them in and out just because of how desperate Isagi is.
And Isagi is so desperate because he’s twisting, rocking his ass hard against Hugos nose. “Please.” He begs, looking over his shoulder, nearly ready to cry. To do anything he has to do to get Hugo to fuck him again. “I need moree…mnf…”
Hugo happily complies because lets face it, Isagi may not be the best striker, but he does have the best ass in the whole league. He grabs his cock, lining it up to Isagi, teasing his hole before slamming into him. Chills run through his body the moment he's in. This position—this fucking position.
Watching Isagi’s ass spread for him, watching his body quiver. How hes constantly looking back with those pleading eyes. He could've come the moment he landed, but there was no way he could leave this hole so quickly. His fingers spread Isagi ass, watching that slopping wet hole twitch around him. Frothing at the place where they meet, more the faster his thickness slams into him. Over and over. Deeper as ache settle somewhere in his gut.
“Hold your ass open.” He demands.
Isagi obeys. It’s the least he could do.
His fingers spread his cheeks open, face buried in the mattress as muffled moans force their way out the harder Hugo slams into him. The deeper he goes. The feeling of being stuffed makes his cock twitch. He wants to touch himself, but he knows this will upset Hugo.
His hand moves anyway.
One hand spreading his ass to give Hugo the best view, the other stroking his cock just to relieve the pressure building inside.
“Tch. Look at you being greedy. I tease your hole a bit and you try to come before me.”
Isagi moans into the blanket. “Mmm im sorry I just want to—so bad.”
Hugo moves slower now. Edging himself, knowng he’s close to coming. That slutty little voice always make him want to burry deep inside Isagi, and release everything he has.
Shit. “Do you think you can come before me?” He slams into him harder. “You think you’ve earned it?”
“N-no…but…”
Hugo pulls back, slamming into him again. “But what?” Gritting his teeth because he really is that close.
“Can we…I wanna I’m come with you.”
Hugo grinds slowly. In and out. Deeper each time his pushes in. Ache finally breaking free at those word. Sweat forming at the side of his face. His thrust get unsteady.
“But do you…deserve it?
“N—no.” Isagi whines. “I don’t.”
And that’s all Hugo needed to hear.
His orgasm built quickly, not knowing how close Isagi was.
He smacked Isagi’s hand away, pressing down on his lower back, “arch your back and keep it like that. Then I’ll let you come with me.”
Isagi back pursed high, constantly matching Hugo’s thrust, stroking his cock with permission.
Hugo’s fingers tremble on Isagi’s spread cheeks, before rutting into again and again. Marking the depths of his hole with the tip of his cock.
Isagi felt the throbbing constantly teasing his prostate. He knew he was close. He stroked his cock quicker, twisting down, matching the pace of Hugos thrust. Before he knew it, Hugo’s cock was twitching and spilling come deep into him. Every burst sending tremors through his body causing his cock to twitch until he came, leaking warm liquids onto the bed.
Hugo fucked him through the aftermath through the tremors even as Isagi’s body with limp.
When he finally stilled he pressed kissed down Isagi’s damp back drawing tremors from that limp body. This really was the best hole he’s been in.
Time finally settled between them as their labored breathing filled the silence. Hugo pressed another kiss to Isagi back. Chuckling into his body. “I came before you.”
“Ill get you next time. Now get off me, I have practice in twenty mins.”