"Now, where were we?"
He reaches over to pull Giyuu closer, his previous embarrassment forgotten in the heat of the moment.
"You were about to make me scream."
He leans in, pressing his lips against Sanemi's neck in revenge for earlier. Sanemi moans softly, tilting his head to give Giyuu better access.
"Fuck... I like the sound of that."
His hands slide under Giyuu's shirt again, more urgently this time.
"Then stop teasing and do it."
He nips at Sanemi's skin, leaving another mark while his own hands explore Sanemi's chest. Sanemi growls possessively, grabbing Giyuu's hips and pulling him onto his lap.
"Impatient little thing."
He captures Giyuu's lips in a fierce kiss, grinding up against him. Giyuu grinds back, his breath hitching as he feels Sanemi's hardness.
"Sanemi..."
His fingers tangle in Sanemi's white hair, tugging slightly. Sanemi breaks the kiss to bite Giyuu's ear, his voice rough with need.
"Say my name again."
His hands slide down to squeeze Giyuu's ass firmly.
"Sanemi... please..."
He whimpers, pressing himself closer to Sanemi's body, completely surrendering to the pleasure. Sanemi smirks against Giyuu's neck, satisfied with his response.
"Good boy."
He reaches for the zipper of Giyuu's pants again, more determined this time. Giyuu moans loudly as Sanemi touches him.
"I need you..."
His head falls back against the seat, completely at Sanemi's mercy.
"You're mine. Only mine."
He starts stroking Giyuu's length, his other hand holding him firmly in place.
"Yes... only yours..."
His hips buck into Sanemi's hand, desperate for more friction. Sanemi watches Giyuu fall apart with intense focus, his own arousal evident.
"Look at you... falling apart so easily."
He speeds up his movements, using his thumb to tease the sensitive tip.
"Sanemi, I'm... I'm close..."
His body trembles, thighs squeezing around Sanemi's waist as he approaches his climax.
"Come for me, Giyuu."
He leans in to whisper hotly against Giyuu's ear, his grip tightening just right. Giyuu cries out Sanemi's name as he reaches his peak, spilling into his hand and making a mess.
His whole body shudders with the force of his orgasm, collapsing against Sanemi's chest. Sanemi holds him through it, stroking his back soothingly while licking his fingers clean.
He kisses Giyuu's temple, his own breathing heavy with desire. Giyuu nuzzles into Sanemi's neck, panting softly.
"Your turn..."
His hands weakly reach for Sanemi's belt. Sanemi catches Giyuu's hands, pinning them above his head with one strong grip.
"No. You're too sensitive right now."
He grinds up against Giyuu again, showing how much he needs release. Giyuu whines at being denied, squirming against Sanemi's hold.
"But I want to make you feel good too..."
His eyes are still glazed with pleasure, looking up at Sanemi pleadingly. Sanemi chuckles darkly, enjoying Giyuu's needy state.
"You will. But I'm not done with you yet."
He flips their positions suddenly, pressing Giyuu into the seat. Giyuu gasps at the change, his heart racing as he looks up at Sanemi towering over him.
He spreads his legs instinctively, submitting to Sanemi's dominance.
Sanemi smirks at Giyuu's submissive pose, his eyes dark with lust.
"Such a good boy, spreading yourself for me."
He reaches for something in the glove compartment, keeping his eyes locked on Giyuu. Giyuu blushes deeply at the praise, his chest heaving as he watches Sanemi's movements. He bites his lip, waiting to see what Sanemi is planning next. Sanemi pulls out a small bottle of lube, his expression predatory.
"I've been waiting to fuck you properly."
He pours some onto his fingers, warming it up before reaching between Giyuu's legs. Giyuu shivers at the cool liquid, his hole twitching in anticipation.
"Sanemi... please..."
His voice is desperate and needy, completely unlike his usual stoic demeanor. Sanemi circles Giyuu's entrance teasingly.
"Beg for it, Giyuu. Beg for my cock."
His fingers press against the tight ring of muscle, not yet entering. Giyuu moans and writhes beneath him, his pride momentarily forgotten.
"Please Sanemi... I need your cock inside me."
He tries to push back against Sanemi's fingers, desperate for more contact. Sanemi slips one finger in slowly, curling it just right.
"That's it... such a needy little thing."
He watches Giyuu's face intently, enjoying every expression of pleasure. The windows start to fog up as Sanemi continues fingering Giyuu, the sound of their heavy breathing filling the confined space.
Giyuu notices this and feels a mix of excitement and embarrassment.
"Someone might... see us..."
Sanemi adds another finger, scissoring them.
"Let them see. Let everyone know you're mine."
He thrusts his fingers deeper, hitting Giyuu's sweet spot repeatedly. Giyuu lets out a loud moan, not caring anymore about being caught.
"Sanemi, I'm yours... all yours..."
His cock starts to harden again despite just cumming. Sanemi pulls his fingers out abruptly, making Giyuu whine at the loss.
"Such a greedy hole."
He positions himself at Giyuu's entrance, his cock throbbing against the wet heat. Giyuu grabs Sanemi's shoulders, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
"Don't tease me anymore..."
His body trembles with anticipation, his legs wrapping around Sanemi's waist.* Sanemi grabs Giyuu's hips and slams into him in one hard thrust.
"Fuck, you're still so tight..."
Giyuu screams in pleasure, his nails digging into Sanemi's back
"Yes! Yes, Sanemi!"
His back arches off the seat as Sanemi sets a brutal pace, the car rocking with each movement. Sanemi leans down to bite Giyuu's neck again, leaving more marks.
"Your insides are squeezing me so good..."Giyuu feels his second orgasm building rapidly.
"I'm... I'm going to cum again..."
His body tenses up, his walls clenching around Sanemi's thick cock. Sanemi growls and bites harder.
"Cum for me again, Giyuu. Cum while I fill you up."
He pounds into Giyuu's prostate relentlessly, chasing his own release. Giyuu screams Sanemi's name as he cums again, his vision blurring with tears of pleasure
His body convulses uncontrollably, clenching tightly around Sanemi's cock. Sanemi grunts and spills deep inside Giyuu, filling him with hot cum.
"Fuck... you're so perfect..."
He collapses on top of Giyuu, both panting heavily as they try to catch their breath. The car is now completely fogged up, and the smell of sex fills the air.
Sanemi kisses Giyuu's tear-stained cheeks.
"You're going to be sore tomorrow."