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A Three Course Breakfast
Birthday porn for Leca |Dc
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It was late in the morning when Genesis woke up, bright blue eyes blinking open—focusing slowly on the high ceiling of his bedroom before he shifted around, expecting a smaller body beside him to embrace. But his arm finds nothing when it stretches out, shifting the well-woven fabric of the blanket. For a moment, his still-sleepy mind processes the loss: the residual heat from the spot where a younger man was with him not too long ago and the faint smell of chlorine that had rubbed off on the sheets. Maybe he could just close his eyes and drowse off again, fantasizing about the boy who had left him, but the sound of something frying on a pan from the kitchen catches his attention.
Stirred by that, the redhead soldier gets up from his bed, completely naked, puts on a dressing robe from the chair at his bedroom desk, and slips on a pair of slippers. He then wanders out to the living room, then past that to the kitchen where he's greeted by the scent of freshly cooked rice, fried sausages, and a familiar behind. Aiichirou Nitori was at the stove, working on what seemed to be a scrambled egg, and he was completely naked save for the apron Genesis himself usually wore when he prepared meals.
"Hm. Well, this looks like a good morning," Genesis smirked and moved to lean against one of the counters, not wanting to mess with Aiichirou while he was cooking. This really was an admirable boy, he thought. He appreciated it enough when he chose to stay over and sleep by his side instead of returning to his room since he enjoyed sleeping with another warm body against his. But beating him to the kitchen…? That was another thing entirely. "Making us breakfast?"
"Of course!" came the cheery reply Genesis had gotten familiar with. While Zexion's cool was always such a pleasant balm to his often fiery attitude, Aiichirou's energy was a wonderful change of pace from time to time. It always felt good to be with someone who could get you all pumped up from time to time. "I hope you don't mind, I made something from back home. Or… well… I tried. I can't roll the egg like my mom does back home, so… this'll be a bit sweet."
A bit of pink colors the swimmer's cheek and Genesis couldn't help but lean over to press a kiss to it.
"I'll eat whatever you make," he speaks close to his ear, sending a nice tingle through the younger man's spine. And it doesn't help that Genesis' hand had slid over the skin of his bared back and down to cup a butt-cheek. And then there's a click as the soldier smoothly turns off the stove and pushes him over to another counter to press in for a sudden deep kiss. Being a lover to Genesis Rhapsodos meant that sudden, sweeping movements were a norm and one should always be ready for the soldier's random impulses. But, of course, as with anything else without a set pattern, it was all too easy to be swept away by the moment and that was exactly what happened to Aiichirou.
The next thing he knew, he was hoisted up on to the marble counter and his legs pushed up so Genesis could fit snugly between them. The older man was already pretty hard and Aiichirou could feel it pressing between his thighs, seeking to quickly rub one out.
"You got me excited, I really couldn't help it," Genesis spoke again against the shell of the swimmer's ear, his baritone voice so very pleasant and unique, both melodic and commanding. He chuckles and the sound goes through Aiichirou's body once more. Paired with the cock stiff between his thighs, the pleasant shiver went down into his own groin as well.
"No lube?" the younger man murmurs back as Genesis starts to work, grinding his hips rhythmically against the firm flesh of those gorgeous, lean thighs. As one of the soldier's hands move to support Aiichirou's back, the other slips beneath the apron to take the smaller man's cock and stroke it.
"Just a little quick one," Genesis' breath was already ragged as he found his body turning warm with pleasure. He strokes Aiichirou in time with his thrusts between his thighs. He wanted to finish fast so their food wouldn't turn cold. And he really couldn't help himself with how gorgeous his backside looked earlier, framed by the ties of the apron and lit up by the sunlight pouring through one of the condominium's large windows. Replaying what had turned him on in his head, he couldn't help himself from pressing in to kiss the swimmer a second time as he continued moving.
Just a quick one, just a quick one, he repeats in his mind as he continues, their little moans and breaths being the only sounds in the whole condominium, and the scent of their bodies intermingling with the freshly-cooked food on the table and in the abandoned frying pan. It was a good thing that the eggs were almost done when Genesis had his impulse. But eggs really weren't on Genesis' mind at the moment. All he thought of was just stealing this moment of bliss with Aiichirou, getting to the peak of pleasure with him first thing in the morning, and then... then...
With a shaky breath and a groan, he releases his seed between the younger man's thighs, dirtying him underneath the apron. His grip on the swimmer's cock and his stroking goes erratic, but from the way he was squirming, Genesis was sure that he would follow suit soon enough. And with a shaky little cry, he comes into his hand and under the apron, too. The scent of sex grows heavier in the kitchen. But that doesn't spoil breakfast for Genesis. He's pleased and he leans in to kiss Aiichirou softly, taking his time to taste the younger man's lips and mouth this time.
"You served up a delicious appetizer. I'm sure the main course will be just as great."
Given the way the morning was going, dessert would probably be on the menu, too.
ooo*ooo
It was late in the morning when Genesis woke up, bright blue eyes blinking open—focusing slowly on the high ceiling of his bedroom before he shifted around, expecting a smaller body beside him to embrace. But his arm finds nothing when it stretches out, shifting the well-woven fabric of the blanket. For a moment, his still-sleepy mind processes the loss: the residual heat from the spot where a younger man was with him not too long ago and the faint smell of chlorine that had rubbed off on the sheets. Maybe he could just close his eyes and drowse off again, fantasizing about the boy who had left him, but the sound of something frying on a pan from the kitchen catches his attention.
Stirred by that, the redhead soldier gets up from his bed, completely naked, puts on a dressing robe from the chair at his bedroom desk, and slips on a pair of slippers. He then wanders out to the living room, then past that to the kitchen where he's greeted by the scent of freshly cooked rice, fried sausages, and a familiar behind. Aiichirou Nitori was at the stove, working on what seemed to be a scrambled egg, and he was completely naked save for the apron Genesis himself usually wore when he prepared meals.
"Hm. Well, this looks like a good morning," Genesis smirked and moved to lean against one of the counters, not wanting to mess with Aiichirou while he was cooking. This really was an admirable boy, he thought. He appreciated it enough when he chose to stay over and sleep by his side instead of returning to his room since he enjoyed sleeping with another warm body against his. But beating him to the kitchen…? That was another thing entirely. "Making us breakfast?"
"Of course!" came the cheery reply Genesis had gotten familiar with. While Zexion's cool was always such a pleasant balm to his often fiery attitude, Aiichirou's energy was a wonderful change of pace from time to time. It always felt good to be with someone who could get you all pumped up from time to time. "I hope you don't mind, I made something from back home. Or… well… I tried. I can't roll the egg like my mom does back home, so… this'll be a bit sweet."
A bit of pink colors the swimmer's cheek and Genesis couldn't help but lean over to press a kiss to it.
"I'll eat whatever you make," he speaks close to his ear, sending a nice tingle through the younger man's spine. And it doesn't help that Genesis' hand had slid over the skin of his bared back and down to cup a butt-cheek. And then there's a click as the soldier smoothly turns off the stove and pushes him over to another counter to press in for a sudden deep kiss. Being a lover to Genesis Rhapsodos meant that sudden, sweeping movements were a norm and one should always be ready for the soldier's random impulses. But, of course, as with anything else without a set pattern, it was all too easy to be swept away by the moment and that was exactly what happened to Aiichirou.
The next thing he knew, he was hoisted up on to the marble counter and his legs pushed up so Genesis could fit snugly between them. The older man was already pretty hard and Aiichirou could feel it pressing between his thighs, seeking to quickly rub one out.
"You got me excited, I really couldn't help it," Genesis spoke again against the shell of the swimmer's ear, his baritone voice so very pleasant and unique, both melodic and commanding. He chuckles and the sound goes through Aiichirou's body once more. Paired with the cock stiff between his thighs, the pleasant shiver went down into his own groin as well.
"No lube?" the younger man murmurs back as Genesis starts to work, grinding his hips rhythmically against the firm flesh of those gorgeous, lean thighs. As one of the soldier's hands move to support Aiichirou's back, the other slips beneath the apron to take the smaller man's cock and stroke it.
"Just a little quick one," Genesis' breath was already ragged as he found his body turning warm with pleasure. He strokes Aiichirou in time with his thrusts between his thighs. He wanted to finish fast so their food wouldn't turn cold. And he really couldn't help himself with how gorgeous his backside looked earlier, framed by the ties of the apron and lit up by the sunlight pouring through one of the condominium's large windows. Replaying what had turned him on in his head, he couldn't help himself from pressing in to kiss the swimmer a second time as he continued moving.
Just a quick one, just a quick one, he repeats in his mind as he continues, their little moans and breaths being the only sounds in the whole condominium, and the scent of their bodies intermingling with the freshly-cooked food on the table and in the abandoned frying pan. It was a good thing that the eggs were almost done when Genesis had his impulse. But eggs really weren't on Genesis' mind at the moment. All he thought of was just stealing this moment of bliss with Aiichirou, getting to the peak of pleasure with him first thing in the morning, and then... then...
With a shaky breath and a groan, he releases his seed between the younger man's thighs, dirtying him underneath the apron. His grip on the swimmer's cock and his stroking goes erratic, but from the way he was squirming, Genesis was sure that he would follow suit soon enough. And with a shaky little cry, he comes into his hand and under the apron, too. The scent of sex grows heavier in the kitchen. But that doesn't spoil breakfast for Genesis. He's pleased and he leans in to kiss Aiichirou softly, taking his time to taste the younger man's lips and mouth this time.
"You served up a delicious appetizer. I'm sure the main course will be just as great."
Given the way the morning was going, dessert would probably be on the menu, too.