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ike hated to admit it but sometimes, he was a little needy. almost to a fault. he was usually pretty good at controlling it, but one too many pushes of his buttons and he becomes a deprived, whiny mess. and when his boyfriend was so busy he had barely seen him in days, and was around others… things wouldn’t end so well for him, would they?
ike sat on the couch, tapping his foot as he waited for mysta to come through the door, any minute now he should be home, and ike wasn’t letting him leave without getting a piece of his mind. the more he thought about it, the more irritated he became, even if irrationally so. yeah, it was part of mysta’s job to be out and about, but surely he can’t just treat his own boyfriend with such little care like that! ike leaned backwards, closing his eyes in frustration. he slowly began to question if he should even be mad at all, but pushed forward, not backing down when he stood up to the sound of keys jingling.
“hey, babe! sorry i took so long, this case was really-“
“don’t ‘hey babe’ me.” ike glared into mysta’s shocked eyes, crossing his arms in front of his chest and standing firmly in front of his lover, who was looking at him with such an intensity he started to back up into the door a little.
“huh? ikey, you ok? did i do something?” he began questioning, looking a little scared but mostly concerned as he wasn’t aware he would come home to this. all ike could do was pout and growl slightly as he tried to appear angrier. mysta’s face soon softened as he stepped closer, reaching his arms around ike.
“ohh, i see, you’re grumpy, aren’t you? i’m sorry, sweetheart, come here,” mysta hugged his boyfriend firmly, ike hesitantly leaning into his touch but leaning his forehead against his shoulder. he started to feel flustered and suddenly was feeling embarrassed about his actions, but he’s already this far in. he huffs a little, gripping onto mysta’s shirt with both hands.
“i’m home now, it’s ok honey,” mysta cooed, petting ike’s hair gently, before being pushed up against the wall harshly in the blink of an eye and having ike’s mouth against his neck.
“w-woah, calm down, a-ah,” mysta said weakly, letting out a small whimper and his knees buckled, “you need to learn to use your words, y’know?” that was true. whenever ike felt embarrassed over his feelings, he never used his words and acted only on his impulses, not that mysta was really bothered, of course. he loved when ike took control, but would like at least a little communication, especially because he seemed very upset this time around.
ike gripped onto mysta’s waist with one hand, using the other to balance himself as he softly bit at his boyfriend’s neck, earning a loud noise to suddenly escape his mouth. mysta leaned his weight almost entirely into the wall, his jacket falling off his shoulder as he lost his balance.
“baby, let’s take this to the room, please,” mysta was a blushing mess, but he really wanted this too. work had been so stressful for the past few days, and what would be a better stress relief than such a beautiful boy? ike lifted his head, still slightly glaring at mysta but nodding, walking away swiftly before his lover could even follow. mysta stared in shock for a few seconds, sighing and reaching to pull his coat and shoes off, following his pouty, unresponsive boyfriend to their bedroom.
when he entered the room, ike was already on the bed, taking his clothes off and making no eye contact. mysta was now incredibly flustered, not expecting him to just get right to the point so quickly. after staring a little, he cleared his throat and stood in front of him to get his attention.
“so, do you actually wanna tell me why you’re upset? or am i getting the silent treatment today?” the fox-like man couldn’t help but question, leaning down to get closer to ike’s face. he didn’t really listen, continuing to undress himself until he was only in an open long sleeve button up and boxer briefs. he looked up at his boyfriend like a confused cat, his glare at least softening for now. he pointed at mysta, then at their bed.
“bed. lay down.” ike said, not really that commanding, but it was very obviously not a suggestion. mysta raised an eyebrow, before sighing and complying. he didn't even get out of his work clothes, laying down and resting his head on the pillow and adjusting himself before his boyfriend was now on top of him, almost entirely naked.
“ike, honey, why don’t you tell me what’s going on befo-” mysta tried one last time to ask, ike not really listening and just leaning in to kiss mysta’s mouth aggressively. he just accepted it now, knowing he just needed to let ike do his thing and he’d get it out of his system. one of his hands snaked to ike’s waist, gripping onto him gently and using his other hand to cup his cheek as the kiss deepened. the room was pure silence except the sounds of their messy kissing, grunting and small creaking of their bedframe.
mysta can’t help but squirm under his partner, getting heated by the second and just wanting to fuck him so badly, but it seemed ike had his own plans. he wanted to take things slow, knowing how much he was riling up mysta in the process, having him hooked on him like a drug. just the thought alone made him hard.
ike’s hands began roaming mysta’s body, starting to unbutton his shirt and reveal his pale chest. mysta usually left his shirt a bit open for work, but lets just say when ike was done with him it wouldn’t look too appropriate or professional. ike leaned down and got to work, immediately flicking his tongue against his boyfriends nipple, the sound of a small moan ringing in his ears. he didn’t even look up at mysta, just busy slowly and sensually licking and sucking at his sensitive spot, over and over again. he knew what he was doing, he knows exactly how sensitive he is on his chest and was playing him like a fiddle. mysta, on the other hand, had his eyes shut and was falling right into his games, moaning and whimpering softly as his head leaned back into the pillow.
“ah.. ike, p-please, quit the teasing,” mysta said breathily, lacing his fingers through ike’s hair, gripping tight and unconsciously thrusting upwards. the novelist made him feel like a dog in heat, only just wanting his warm sensations and acting without thinking twice, let alone once. suddenly, ike’s hand pushed down on mysta’s hipbone, hard.
“no. you stay still,” ike mumbled, his voice hoarse and deep, and quiet frankly, sexy. mysta stuttered, not even having time to process ike’s hand reaching for his other nipple and rubbing it gently between his index and middle finger, and beginning to leave hickeys on his collarbone, mixing in occasional licks here and there. he let out a quite loud moan, warmth in his body rising as his dick twitched against ike’s ass.
“hm? that’s all it takes? pathetic,” ike muttered, his low voice sending vibrations through mysta’s chest that made him shiver. without warning, the harsh sting of teeth clamping down on his chest overtook mysta’s senses, squirming and moaning and sounding incredibly pathetic. he couldn’t control himself, thrusting up into ike’s heat once more, dick so hard it hurt in his pants. ike abruptly stopped the stimuli, cruelly sitting up and slamming into mysta’s aching erection. he hissed at the pain, trying to catch his breath from the abrupt movements.
“i thought i said no moving? you’re not being very good right now,” ike slid down mysta’s body, laying down and slotting himself in between his legs and fidgeting with his pants zipper, “you’re lucky i’m pissed off, you really don't deserve this.” ike knew just the way to get mysta flustered, turned on, all of that, he knew it like the back of his hand. he couldn’t handle how undeniably hot it was for ike to say such things to him, not even able to come up with a rebuttal. he did take note, however, the more turned on ike became, the more talkative he was getting. just a little more and maybe he can get whatever’s making him so upset out of him…
before mysta could think about it any further, he felt the cool air of their room touch his cock as it was freed from his tight pants, wincing at ike’s hand grabbing onto it, his warm breath hovering as he looked up for a moment. mysta couldn’t help but stare and blush, the look in his eyes was definitely angry, but there was a hint of softness, a tinge of his sensitivity behind his harsh exterior he was putting on. it warmed mysta’s heart, he always loved the subtle reminder that everything he was doing was out of love, even if he was upset.
mysta was shocked by the warm feeling of ike’s tongue coming into contact with his tip, him flinching and moaning in response. he honestly didn’t think he would do that, thinking he would just jerk him off and move on, but he wasn’t complaining. obscene, dirty noises of ike’s tongue travelling up and down his length fill the room, along with mysta’s panting. finally, after what felt like an eternity, ike’s hot mouth enveloped the head of his cock, mysta couldn’t even process, choking out a moan as ike took him in his mouth, painfully slow.
mysta was rendered speechless, just watching the boy teasingly suck on his head, trying to resist the urge to thrust and fuck his mouth then and there. his eyes were closed, showing off this long, pretty lashes and how cute he looked even when doing something so erotic. mysta’s hips twitched in anticipation, he felt like a dog who was way too excited to see it’s owner, as if he had a wagging tail and downturned ears, his glossy eyes and small whines vibrating in his throat being its only physicality. god it was torture, but he loved it.
he wasn’t even prepared for ike to do a complete turnaround, without any warning fully taking him into his mouth and throat with a hand reaching for his thigh. it was like the wind was knocked out of him, almost screaming out ike’s name as his back arched into the stimulation.
“a-ah, jesus christ, someone was needy, huh?” mysta’s voice is shaky, full of lust and pleasure, not being able to take his eyes off the pretty boy deepthroating him slowly and sensually like his life depended on it. ike groaned in response, mysta shivering at the vibration against his cock and squeezing his eyes shut with a lewd expression plastered on his face.
“baby, i’m enjoying this but- ah- let me fuck you, please,” mysta’s face was almost glowing red, propping himself up on his elbows to see his boyfriend’s face better, “i know you’re upset, but let me make it up to you- mhm- p-please princess..” ike froze for a split second. while his boyfriend loved to call him princess very regularly (and he loved it too, to be honest) now of all times, it went straight to his dick, mysta’s voice laced with desire with such a look on his face. all he really wanted was his boyfriend’s attention, why was he even acting like this? blush started to cover his face and creep up onto his body, sudden shame hitting him.
but, once again, he was already this far in.
ike gripped onto mysta’s thigh hard , his nails digging deep into his flesh as he picked up the pace, trying to suppress his urge to gag as hard as he possibly could. the other man couldn’t help but moan and squirm, the stimulation was so overwhelming and he really couldn’t tell what ike’s emotions were right now, his brain was turned to mush and all he could do was try and talk through his urge to cum down this man’s throat.
“ike, ah- g-god, fuck, are you trying to get me to cum right now?” his words were just stutters at this point, feeling ike’s drool run down his cock as he was just throatfucking himself like mysta was just a toy. he felt a familiar building pressure in his stomach, he usually wasn’t so easy to cum just from a simple blowjob, but the circumstances just happened to be different, can you blame him?
“ike, hah, i’m- i’m gonna.. you might wanna pull off now,” mysta tried to warn, ike looking up at him slightly, moaning as he forced himself down to the base with a harsh grunt. mysta snapped, cumming with a loud cry, ike taking all of it down his throat while trying not to choke. the warn out man panted, just staring at the other while trying to regain his composure. ike just rested a moment, gently pulling mysta’s cock out of his mouth and trying to swallow everything in his mouth and mostly succeeding with a small amount trickling down his chin and a somewhat loud cough. he breathed heavily, being almost suffocated even though it was of his own volition, looking up at the now ruined mysta as they locked eyes.
“god, you’re so hot,” mysta mumbled, weakly pushing himself to be sitting up and holding ike’s cheek with a gentle petting of his thumb. ike’s eye’s widened, resting his other cheek against mysta’s thigh and avoiding eye contact. all mysta could do was giggle a bit.
“do you feel better now?” mysta moved to petting ike’s hair, smiling at him sweetly.
“i guess so, i don’t know,” ike muttered, curling in on himself in embarrassment.
“what do you mean ‘guess so’? are you still mad at me or no?”
“i-i wasn’t really mad at you. i’m sorry, it’s stupid-”
“no, don’t say that. what upset you? be honest with me.” ike rolled onto his back, looking mysta in the eyes. his eyes were somehow soft, yet very sincere. he sighed, closing his eyes as he couldn’t focus with mysta looking at him like that
“i just- i felt really lonely ‘cus you were busy. i took it out on you and did all that, it was really embarrassing of me and i’m sorry.”
“sorry? you’re sorry for giving me an amazing blowjob while acting like that?! you can’t be serious!”
“m-mysta! don’t just say that, augh,” ike covered his face with his hands, he was never the best with handling his straightforwardness outside of the moment, “i meant for acting like a spoiled brat, i didn’t mean to come off that way if i did, it’s ok for you to be busy with work and i’m usually fine, i don’t know what was wrong with me.”
“did you fail to consider that i was missing you too?” mysta couldn’t help but question ike’s overthinking logic, even if he can’t help it, “i was so desperate for you, you have no idea. i had to stop myself from jerking off in a bathroom just ‘cus i was thinking of you… it made working a nightmare, let me tell you,” ike’s face was flushed, all he could do was stare with wide eyes and let his mind conjure up images. mysta looked at him shyly, his cheeks dusted in pink.
“i-i planned when i got home today to at least ask you for a bit of making out, but you took charge and wanted it too, that made me happy to know i’m on your mind,” mysta winked, trying to joke his way out of his awkwardness, at ike’s own expense, who just let out a groan.
“oh shush, you,” ike muttered as he sat up, pecking mysta on the lips which were formed into a mischievous grin. he would say it made him mad, but it was actually a cute look on him.
“well, why don’t i show you some real princess treatment, hm?” mysta grabbed at ike’s waist, pulling him closer until he was close to sitting in his lap.
“h-huh?”
“you loved when i called you that, that’s what you wanted, right?” with a swift movement, mysta pulled ike on top of him, his legs straddling over his used cock that was already half hard again, “so, let me spoil you and show you how i really treat princesses.” before he could even protest, ike’s lips were sealed with a kiss as mysta would take the entire night to show him just how much he truly loved him, making sure he would never forget it.