kusiarg

[kusiarg]

kian

[kusiarg]

unfinished 😹👊 ygs can see the full later… maybe

[kusiarg]

oc oneshot (not proofread) cw: smut

laying down with his bare back on display was admittedly starting to make him feel self conscious. the cold lube that had been poured on his hole was beginning to warm and kian could feel it slowly drip past his thighs. he didn’t know if not seeing rayne’s face was the right decision, as now, he couldn’t help his growing concern for what expression his face held while this happened. kian was then reminded of his doubts for bottoming being an enjoyable experience, and his earlier suspicion was, indeed, slowly starting to be proven true.

“grab onto the headboard for me.” rayne said, shuffling around, most likely taking the rest of his clothes off. his command was simple, yet was a stinging reminder how there was no turning back once kian followed his demand.

a flush made its way to his face but so he did, his hands making a tentative reach for the bed’s front, then clasping on with a sigh.

a warm chuckle rung above him “hah… you’re acting like i’m forcing you into this.” a hand brushed kian’s hair back from his eyes, an embarrassingly intimate gesture, “would it kill you to relax a little?”

a muffled grunt was all kian granted him, sinking his face into the pillow.

“just get on with it.”

“alright princess, i’m putting it in.” kian decided to dully ignore the nickname.

rayne raised kian’s hips up and he could finally feel his tip entering his hole. while trying to relax the best he could, kian still couldn’t help but hold his breath.

“fuck, its so tight.” his hand was placed on kian’s hip to stabilize himself.

a moment passed where it was nothing but labored and ragged breathing from the both of them, tense from the slow entrance.

“you fully in yet?” kian held on tight, his knuckles were probably whitening from the grip.

“half… way… mmph… this is really killing me.”

then he was suddenly all in.

an involuntary gasp escaped kian’s lips. shit… he’s bigger than i thought…

it was hard to try to even attempt to distract himself. kian felt practically full, as if his cock was stuffing and filling him up inside.

then he started moving, but what started as a slow pace quickly turned rapid.

“f-fuck… slow down…” kian tried to reach behind him, but the brutal penetration forced him back into holding onto the board in front of him to save himself from crashing his head. “damn mutt…”

a chuckle from above him, then a groan. kian couldn’t help but look past his shoulder. the sight that met his eyes was rayne’s focused expression, eyebrows knitted together and lips slightly parted. but in that split second, his eyes flickered up and met kian’s. rayne’s lips suddenly twisted into a grin and he bent his body forward, deciding to thrust even deeper.

a moan ripped through his throat and kian shut his eyes tightly. the pace was horribly fast, and too deep, way too deep. unfortunately, the pain and pleasure blurred together way too long ago for him to clearly understand what he was feeling. clenching his teeth, he embraced this unusual moment. he had always been the one in control, but this man seemed to have slipped through the walls he’s always held around himself. but then again, this whole day has been filled with surprises hasn’t it?

he could feel the sweat forming from beneath his skin, the warm chest leaning on his back, the tight hold on his hip…

but then he began hitting the spot. eyes blowing wide, one of his hands let go from the headboard, bracing himself up off the bed. his jaw went slack as a silent scream poured from his mouth, drool beginning to drip off his lips. but a harsh grab of the back of his head slammed him back down into the pillow.

“right there?” rayne’s tone was startlingly deep, and if not for his signature snark that was still apparent in his voice, he could’ve believed this was another man.

kian tried to grant some sort of retort back, but all he could do was moan uselessly, a muffled sound. it was honestly rough and relentless, the way he was being treated. he was gradually being reduced to a pathetic, whining mess, but kian couldn’t feel it in him to care to be ashamed of that.

“stop…stop! ray- gasp…”

there was a brief moment where rayne had suddenly stopped. kian felt hands gently urge his own away from the headboard. he groggily blinked. was he really stopping right there? then suddenly, he was flipped over onto his back. kian startled, still gritting his teeth and slowly opened his eyes. rayne appeared to be fully flushed, chest heaving erratically, and already looking directly at him, an almost carnivorous look. but kian wasn’t able to absorb the moment for long because, again, rayne continued to start pounding into him.

the sound of skin slapping and moaning was all that filled the room.

“its…urgh… too deep- slow…down.” all he could hold onto now was the bed sheets underneath him, and his body was starting to shake uncontrollably. kian couldn’t stop the involuntary squirming, unknowing if his own body was trying to ask for more, or resist rayne. but it was then that he finally realized there had been no use trying to get him to stop.

rayne all but held onto his waist even tighter, as if he was motivated by his pleas. his left arm was quick to also grip at kian’s jaw, and intensified his already impossible pace. his tight hold was the only thing stabilizing kian, the only thing that he could possibly ground himself to. he tried to save whatever dignity he had left, attempting to hide his face into the pillow as much as he could, but rayne dipped down, ragged breath in his ear, and whispered.

“shh… you can- ugh… you can take more… ‘know you can.” what came out was soft words, but the contrast of his actions was really starting to give him a whiplash. even so, he moaned at the encouraging tone, such sweet nothings was having a horrible effect on him.

kian was getting close, body convulsing even more, and his attempts to control his sounds was constantly being denied by every brutal thrust.

but all so suddenly, the pace began to slow down drastically. right when he was just that close, he was being edged.

“haaa… you bastard. fuck me properly...” his body arched, chasing his release. it had been so much but not enough, all at the same time. kian rested his arm across his forehead, breathing heavily. he reopened his eyes just to narrowed them at the figure above him, and of course, rayne was smiling.

he’s fucking teasing me.

“thought you wanted it slow, hm?” a single thrust. he could see how rayne wiped the saliva that dripped from his open lips by the back of his hand.

kian gasped. “you… fuck…. you’re impossible.”

“beg for it.”

“…”

a hand slowly traced his stomach, and the thrusting ceased. rayne’s thumb delicately brushed kian’s leaking cock, then thumbed the pre cum off, spreading it well around his girth before pumping his hand once.

and that was all it took for him to cave.

“…please... i need it- mmph.”

rayne, without hesitation, thrusted even deeper, and all kian could do was wrap his legs around him. the burning sensation was returning and he was borderline wailing. too lost in the pleasure, he could feel himself almost going limp.

a pair of soft lips graced his own, followed by a warm tongue swiping across his mouth, effectively shut him up. it was a brief kiss, but was honestly quite sweet.

“didn’t know you’d be this loud.”

kian didn’t bother even trying to respond, but not like he really could anyway.

“you’re close aren’t you? hah… you’re really tightening around me….” his voice was straining, clear that he was not far from his own climax as well. rayne was whispering more into his ear, and he could feel the warmth of his breath, but it all fell deaf.

his pace started to falter, but when rayne raised his head from his ear, making them lock eyes, kian finally let loose.

he came with an abrupt cry, body curling up and shaking, clinging onto rayne’s shoulders like a lifeline. rayne came not much long after a few shallow thrusts with a groan, flopping his entire body weight on top of kian.

kian allowed him to do so for a brief moment before biting into the junction between his neck and shoulder blade.

“get off you whore. i can’t breathe.”

a genuinely bright laugh rung across the room. rayne separated himself, rolling onto his side. he leaned on his elbow while slowly stringing his fingers through kian’s hair. he looked like he was enjoying himself doing so.

“not bad for your first time bottoming right?”

“‘was fucking horrible. you were just pounding into me and i can still feel your cum leaking from my hole.” he gave a heavy sigh and shut his eyes again. the hand in his hair was soothing but he wasn’t going to admit that.

“…you really have a permanent scowl on your face y’know.”

“i wonder who’s causing that.”

“heh…ouch.”

kian sighed again but turned his head over to rayne. he was still smiling, that bastard. kian couldn’t help but chuckle and closed his eyes once more. then a kiss, pressed on his eye, was the last thing he felt before he was lulled into sleep.