Rooftop One-shot: Pointless Fucking

AN: Well, there's no sex right now in my Rooftop story, so here's some sex for you guys who miss it!




Fen's jaw dropped at the sight that viciously assaulted his eyes as he entered his bedroom. Maybe assaulted wasn't the right word choice. Maybe 'image burns a hole clear into brain' was more appropriate.

Wetting his lips with his tongue, he cleared his throat, which was thick with the hammering of his heart. “...Uh...Ethan? What...?” But words faltered and he was left mute as his throat closed up.

“Mmm...Fen...” His petite lover moaned breathlessly, sprawled on their bed and surrounded by tousled sheets.

The blond's face was flushed, cheeks rosy with embarrassment or lust or both at being caught. Fen unconsciously took a step into the room, bringing himself closer to his mate. Ethan, in only his underwear, which was pushed down to tangle around his knees, was jerking off. Jerking off, when Fen had only been outside for a few hours, flying and leisurely searching for firewood. His diminutive lover hadn't even called him back, no, Fen had been a couple hundred feet up when he'd been slammed with a wave of pure, unfiltered lust. And not his own. No, Ethan had been thinking needy, naughty things, and Fen's cock had twitched in response.

So, hastily back to the house, which was enshrouded in a cloud of sexual desire so intense, Fen could barely make it through the door without panting, and now he was in their room, and Ethan was spread out in front of him, Jerking. Off. without him. Touching that slender, delicious cock without him and enjoying it. Without him!

“Ethan.” He gasped rather sharply, taking another step and shivering. Ethan was looking him right in the eye and stubbornly stroking himself, large blue eyes desperate and filled with want.

Another whimper, then Ethan was digging his heels into the mattress and bucking his hips up. “Ah! F-Fen...” He whined, slumping back down to the bed and staring back again. “Please...I...” A full-body shudder wracked that svelte frame, and Ethan's eyes rolled back in his head, disappearing from view. “Fennnn...come...”

Whether Ethan was begging to cum, or he wanted Fen to approach him, Fen didn't know. But he mindlessly obeyed the latter and knelt upon the bed, faintly registering a low and steady buzzing coming from his lover's nether regions. A glance down and Fen saw his mate's thighs and their juncture slick and shiny from lube. Ethan's hole was clenching rhythmically, and the boy's face was tight. But Fen couldn't see anything apparently visible. Why was Ethan so turned on? “Love...What's wrong?”

The youth convulsed and flipped onto his side, rolling into Fen's chest and little hands coming up to claw wildly at him. “Ah! I...oh god...Fen, got...more...Mmmm!” Ethan's slim hips thrust forward, leaking cock grinding into Fen's thigh and making him growl. “More...toys...toys!” The final word was nearly shouted.

Tearing his eyes away from his seductive lover, Fen glanced around the bed, and saw a small blue plastic box. Snatching it up in one hand, he noticed the dial on the front, with settings for 'low' and 'high speed', and then everything clicked. Sliding up the dial with his thumb, he almost chuckled at how Ethan let out a sharp, tortured cry and bucked upwards, thrashing almost violently.

Ah, so his sweet little mate had gone to the sex shop again. {You little minx.} He chided teasingly, dropping the remote and leaving it on it's highest speed. Ethan was flailing against him, low, sobbing moans leaving his contracting throat. Letting his free hand drift down Ethan's flat stomach, bypassing the boy's cock completely, he lowered his fingers to tease at his love's opening. Yes, he could feel the vibrations now. His frisky little lover had a vibrator up his ass. A powerful one by the sounds of it. He slid two fingers in that slicked, spasming hole, letting out a harsh breath as his mate shrieked and tightened around his digits. A few inches in, there was a small metal cylinder rattling up against the tips of his claws.

“Ethan, love...” He murmured, sliding down onto his side and laying beside his mate's quaking body. “Don't you know you shouldn't stick things up here-” Demonstrating exactly where by spreading his fingers wide. “-that might get stuck?” He leaned in to suck at Ethan's bobbing Adam's Apple, breathing heavy as he cock hardened. {What would happen if you could not remove this?} But Ethan didn't answer with more than a shaky groan. {I guess I would have to retrieve it myself.}

Keeping the tremor from his hands, Fen pushed his fingers deeper, a small, teasing smile on his lips despite how riotous he felt inside. Ethan always undid him, making the deepest, most primal part of him awaken and bring forth all his most dangerous urges to plunder and ravage his mate's fragile body. But he had to be gentle, be somewhat soft with his touches. With one easy snap, he could break his love in half, and that was not something he would ever want. So, instead of plowing himself inside that tight, always welcoming heat, Fen slid down and took Ethan's reddened length into his mouth, closing his eyes with a growl as familiar musky skin met his tongue. He started to suck.

“Fen!” The youth howled, knees flying up to surround his head and squeeze, thighs quivering. “God, make me cum!”

Oh fuck, he couldn't handle that. Couldn't handle his sweet, surprisingly kinky mate begging him with half-broken moans and dirty words. It was bad enough that sometimes Ethan would come home with something from the sex shop. Be it lacy underwear, something Fen never thought Ethan would ever willingly wear, vibrators, a pair of handcuffs that the blond had tried to put on Fen but then broken (that had truly been an accident, Fen couldn't keep still), or numerous little toys meant to tease and arouse. Ethan would go out for the day, come home a few hours later from running his errands and there'd be a small smile and telltale blush to those apple cheeks. Fen could always tell when Ethan had made an extra stop.

But today, Fen hadn't been home when his rascally boy had returned, but why had it come to this? Taking advantage of his mate's distracted state, Fen quickly stretched out with his mind and read the other's memories, only going back an hour or so.

Ethan had come home, a bag of goodies in his hands, blue eyes excited yet bashful, and then he'd found an empty house. For a good half hour, Ethan had tried several seductive poses on the bed, awaiting his mate's entrance and planning on staging a seduction. But Fen hadn't come home, so Ethan, bored with waiting, had opened the bag.

Inside were several little things. Some lubricant that made whatever it touched 'tingle', the small remote-controlled vibrator, a cockring that also vibrated, and a small pack of batteries. In his mind, Fen watched as Ethan shimmied his undies down to his knees and then tried the cock ring, yet discarded it rather quickly, a disintered look on his face. Then the blond had picked up the lube, opening it to smell and pour some on his fingers, rolling them together to spread it around. Ethan had frowned, reaching down to stroke his half-hard length lazily. Then those eyes had widened, Ethan's cock glistening and then jumping all on its own. Then more lube was applied, more excitedly this time, and Ethan was smearing it all over his groin, dipping between his thighs and below his balls, sliding one finger in with a tiny gasp. Fen almost couldn't watch his mate finger himself, abdomen clenching as he tensed up and pushed deeper. Then wild hands were opening the bag again, yanking out the vibrator and tearing open the package. Ethan fumbled with the batteries, loading them into the plastic remote and then he buzzed it to life, panting as he lowered the vibe and pushed it into himself. No teasing, just in.

And that's when Fen had felt his mate in lust. And come home to find his mate furiously jerking off. Ah, that explained it. He sighed blissfully, laving his tongue up the sides of Ethan's cock, his own hardness jumping in time with Ethan's spasms. Precum leaked steadily into his mouth, that slightly bitter wetness also familiar. Fen swallowed happily, humming as Ethan bucked under him. His fingers still lodged in Ethan's rear spread again, closing around the end of the vibrator and slowly tugging it out.

“Uhhn, no...Fennn...Don't-!” Ethan wailed, muscles closing around Fen's fingers.

Heedless of his cries, Fen continued to pull the toy out, relishing the way his tight little mate's body tried to keep his fingers in. {No more toys. It is time for me only.} He conveyed without removing his mouth.

Then he slid back in, mindful of his claws and where they prodded. The best place was right over that hard little bump centered under Ethan's cock. His fingers brushed over it.

“Nnngh! Ah!” Ethan practically yelped, seizing up and breaking down in a fit of shudders. Big blue eyes slit open, peering down pleadingly. “...N-Not...fingers...” The blond whispered, reaching down to shakily grasp at Fen's hair and tenderly pull.

Fen smirked as he slid up that yeilding body, dislodging his fingers. His lips lowered to give his love a kiss, slow and deep. {What do you want, love? Not fingers nor toys, then what?}

His mate choked on a moan, whimpering up at him and breaking away. “...I want...your...” Those cheeks blossomed with red, heat rising up to cover his cute face. “...your...c-cock...”

Nope. Couldn't resist at all. Fen rose up to his knees, sliding his arms underneath Ethan's back and then lifting the boy up and flipping him over.

“Wha-?” Came the other's confused grunt, silenced as Fen lowered him to straddle his thighs.

Right over his cock. God, that small pink portal was nearly shivering, and Fen was at his limit. His heart thudded in his chest, and his breath was ragged, and every male part of him screamed to just shove the boy down, impale him on his length without hesitation, but he ignored it. In the long run, being gentle with his love was far more satisfying than the short burst of pleasure being rough would bring.

He shifted, resting on his legs, bent underneath him. Ethan was reaching back to grip his forearms and dig his blunt nails in to brace himself. With a soft sigh, Fen slowly lowered the other down, watching in greedy fascination as that pink pucker slowly spread and opened, swallowing his cock hungrily, all the way down to the base.

Ethan was nearly sobbing now, his chest expanding to draw in shaky breaths and then let them out as moans.

{You feel so good, love.} Fen couldn't form coherent words now, not with the way Ethan was stretched around him. Stretched so tight, it felt like the other was going to split open. {Your body is heavenly.}

Then Ethan slumped backwards, leaning his head back to look up innocently at him. Those sweet lips were parted with pleasured sounds, and the blond pressed back enticingly. “Wanna cum, Fen...” He begged. “Wanna cum so bad...” Then he grunted and fell forward to brace his hands on the bed. Those pale white thighs still straddling Fen's darker ones and baring his sweet little ass to Fen's appreciative eyes.

“I'll make you cum, Ethan.” Fen growled, stroking up Ethan's back to loosely grip the other's shoulder, his other hand firmly holding Ethan's hip. “Brace yourself.” Then he thrust forward, driving himself a little deeper.

“Oh god!”

Fen kept his rhythm even and slow, not wanting it over too soon, but he was close. Having watched the memory of his mate masturbating and then seeing him actually in the act had started his blood boiling, and their light play afterwards had only increased the fire. And the way Ethan was shamelessly moaning and yelping Fen's name wasn't helping.

In a matter of minutes, Ethan was tensing up and screaming, each staccato vocalization in time with his spurts, that white wetness splattering onto the sheet below. Fen slowed his thrusts to a stop, both because his mate had tightened to the point of pain, and also because he didn't know if he should continue. Sometimes, if Ethan came too hard, then movement inside would become too intense, so Fen would allow him a moment to rest before finishing.

“...Fen...” The exhausted boy murmured, wiggling his hips. “...go ahead...”

That was all Fen needed to grab his lover's hips once more and thrust himself to climax, biting his lips to hold in his groans. He doubled over as heat washed up his stomach, pinpointing in his groin and rushing out to fill his mate's body with his seed. Even though he knew the other hated it. The tremors subsided, and Fen felt himself soften, beginning to slide out of that tight embrace.

Easing himself out of Ethan's body, Fen heaved a sated sigh and scooped his limp-bodied mate into his arms, bringing them both down to lay on their sides. Both fell asleep almost instantly.

THE END