Izuna:

"Lay down there", I commanded softly.

Tobirama obeyed, creeping up into my bed. Oh, he did smell fantastic; I hoped his cologne would rub off on my sheets. He smirked, leaning back on his elbows, looking at me expectantly.

"You like feminine men, right?"

He nodded, his smirk becoming sneakier.

"Stay there. I'll be right back."

I went to my little walk-in closet and took a silky night dress. It was cream-colored with black details and had cost me a fortune.

I had never used it before.

I took off all my clothes and let it slide over my body, felt the soft fabric embrace the softness of my abdomen and thighs. I had no underwear on. I released my hair, shook it out. After a day out it was wild, a little wavy and I felt very pretty. I bet that man can make me feel pretty however I look.

I carefully went back out, and to my great joy I saw his face become even whiter than it already was. He swallowed and then blew out a breath slowly through his lips. He reached his arms out and I climbed onto him, straddling him, put my hands on his face, let his stubble tickle my palms and he put his hands on my waist, touching the silky fabric up and down so sensually I had to lean my head back and sigh. But Tobirama took hold of my hair and pulled, opened his mouth and started eating at my lips.

The kiss was slow, sensual, and he twisted and twirled the tip of his tongue slowly, once more dancing with mine. He reached his hand to my dressing table, took the jar of honey I had bought him, and I could hear him opening it while still kissing me.

"Whatcha got there..." I mumbled, disconnecting our lips.

He looked at me, eyes hooded over with desire, matched by the bulging erection I felt in my naked groin through his trousers. He dipped two fingers into the jar, then took them to my lips. He slowly caressed the soft flesh of my lips with his fingers, applying the sweet, golden liquid, and I could feel my breathing pace increase. Fuuuuuck, this is hot... Tobirama kept looking at me, colourless eyes so intense it was as if they were boring straight into my soul. When he was finished, he once more connected our lips, this time licking the honey off as I mewled and moaned underneath the power he held over me.

His hands went to my shoulders, pulled down the delicate bands of the dress, revealing my erect nipples. He took more honey on one finger, then started twirling around my left nipple.

"Ahhh!" I screamed and laid down on my back to enable him a better working position. "Hahh, hahh, hahh", I went as he circled the dark skin of my bud. He bent down, licked the honey off my left nipple while applying some on my right, then moving his head there and started sucking it, like, literally sucking. "Fuck, Tobirama... Fuck me... Baby, fuck me!"

Tobirama smirked, took his phone and wrote.

'No. We're gonna play for a long, long time, you and I <3'

And we did. He played with me, toyed me, owned me. He poured the honey into my navel and did a literal body shot. He came up to me, kissed me, let me taste the sweet sunshine that was the honey and him mixed together. I mewled and moaned like crazy, causing Tobirama to smirk.

'Fuck, the sounds you make...'

I blushed and looked away.

'So fucking cute...'

He took the wax out of the jar and offered it to me. I took it into my mouth like the good boy I was and he started blowing it, kissing it, like it was the lime when doing a tequila shot on me, connecting our lips from time to time and I almost became jealous of the wax as he was working it so fucking skilfully with his tongue. The honey was running down my cheeks, messing my dress and sheets up but I didn't care. I was so aroused my tip was leaking like the honey running down my face, and I could see a wet patch on the front of Tobirama's trousers. He kept working on the wax, then he left it in my mouth and went down with the jar.

'You ready for me, baby?'

I couldn't do anything but squeal.

He understood.

He poured the honey over my dick, then blew on it teasingly, causing me to convulse. Please... Please!

And he took me into his mouth.

I arched my back and screamed out as he deep-throated me over and over, using his lips, twirling his tongue. I took hold of his hair, begging him to look at me with my body language as I couldn't speak due to the wax in my mouth. He looked up, a little shyly underneath his fringe, but he kept working with no hesitation while I scream-moaned.

He then came to me, took the wax in his mouth, freeing me from it.

"Baby, fuck me..."

He spit the wax out to the side and smirked.

Tobirama:

Fuck, he was hot.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, he was hot.

He was a dripping, sticky, sweet mess of sweat and honey and come and I just wanted to shove my cock inside him and fuck him.

I tore of my shirt off me, the buttons flying all over. Izuna put his hand over his mouth in shock, but I didn't care; I could buy a new one. I unbuckled my belt and pulled off my trousers in a frenzy.

Then I turned him on his back, pulled his little silky dress up and shoved my entire self inside him without any preparation.

Izuna leaned his head back and screamed in surprise, but at this stage, I was so horny I just kept thrusting.

Izuna kept screaming.

Izuna kept screaming so loud, he would have no voice tomorrow.

I fucked him hard and dirty, harshly grabbing the soft flesh of his waist and I couldn't breathe, his insides felt so fucking good around me. I felt my eyes roll back into my head the way they did when I was close to the heavens and wanted to scream but couldn't. Izuna was whimpering so hotly underneath me I believed I could come by those sounds in my ears alone. I took my hand and pinched his nipple, and with that, Izuna came, pouring over the sheets that were already covered in honey, and he convulsed, slumped down on the mattress but I kept thrusting, harder and harder, faster and faster, prolonging Izuna's orgasm until I came, too, and I hugged his waist, hid my face on his back, gritted my teeth and hissed silently.

Then I slumped down on his lithe body, burying him in my skin, my flesh, my sweat, my semen and my love.

"Don't go out", Izuna said weakly. "Tobirama, don't go out. I want you inside me for a little longer..."

I hugged him with all my might. 

I spent the evening at Izuna's place. He cooked a vegetarian Indian dish for me with rice that was absolutely delicious. The rest of the evening, I spent walking around his apartment, looking at the post-its, reading every one of them, and there were hundreds.

"I know they're cringe. I'm sorry", he said, looking down apologetically.

I took two steps to him, put my finger underneath his chin and looked sternly at him. Don't you dare talk like that, my eyes said, and he understood.

"You wanna hear me play the bass?" he asked shyly, blushing a little.

I smiled and placed myself in his plush couch; this place already felt like home, probably because it was so full of Izuna's heart.

Izuna lifted one of the basses and tuned it. Then, he sat down and started playing and singing.

I had no idea, no idea at all, that you could create something so complex and melodic with only a bass. His able fingers flew over the four strings, created something beautiful and whimsical, quirky, even, and he sung something so beautiful and poetic, it touched every chamber of my heart, filled it up, allowed it to be pumped out into my aorta and then further throughout the entirety of my body.

"Why on Mars have you brought it here

You should have

Left it outside

In the glowing black

Snow outside

Leave it out with the laughter and hurt

Hurt and loss

You expect sympathy

You are not getting it

Out of me only

Hurt,

Hurt and loss

Aaa aaaaaaaa

Eeeyyyyaaaaaaaeeaaa"

His eyes were closed the entire time, his body swaying. He looked adorable in his huge pyjama trousers, baggy sweater and knitted socks, his hair in a messy braid I had made when we laid in bed after sex to cuddle. I was mesmerised. I was mesmerised by the whole thing.

I stood up, went to him, straddled him.

I hugged him to me.

'Izuna, you have no idea how good you are.'

"Please, stay the night", he whispered.

'That's a given.'

I forced his sweet little mouth open and fucked it with my tongue.