One thrust and he had already hit that one spot that sent Noya to heaven every time.
They started slow and rough, Noya hugging Asahi’s neck as the two rocked their hips at an agonizingly slow pace, soft grunts and moans filling each other’s ears.
“Asahi, faster~”
“Not yet.” Asahi groaned, gripping Noya’s rear to pull him closer. He could feel his lover beginning to speed up, his breath catching in his throat, “Noya, no – “