numbertwohero | Meme Carryovers

[Ojiro pushes Todoroki's underwear as far as his hands can take it. His tail takes over to remove the garment entirely. One hand moves carefully to the other teen's arousal, fingers curling around it as more memories unfog for him. He groans a little at the touch to the tent in his boxers and nods.]

Just one moment...

[He lets go of Todoroki's shaft and pushes up slightly, starting to pull his tail through the hole in the back of his boxers. He nods when its far enough that it won't get in the way of his boxers coming down.]

Okay, you can do it now.

[Todoroki can't help the way he shudders as Ojiro's fingers wrap around him, a soft sound that's almost a whine escaping his lips as he arches into the touch, before it's gone and Ojiro is reaching for his own shorts. The tail does make things a little more difficult, but it also makes things much more interesting, and when he gets the go ahead, Shoto's hands quickly push down his shorts as far as he can manage from this position, baring him down to the thighs.

His fingers slowly trail back up the skin he's uncovered, exploring, until finally he wraps a hand around the other young man's length, stroking slowly. This part he definitely remembers.]

[Ojiro's tail may make things complicated but it helps as well. As soon as its free of his boxers, he uses it to push the underwear farther down than just Todoroki's hands can reach. His breath ends up catching in his throat at that skin to skin contact though, Ojiro pressing a little more firmly against the other young man.

The hand wrapping around his arousal has Ojiro groaning softly. He shifts again and slips a hand between them to take hold of Todoroki's cock as well.]

I'm pretty sure, last night...right after this is when I started leaving those marks.

[As soon as that hand wraps around him again, Todoroki nearly stops breathing, a voiced gasp escaping him as he leans up into the touch. His other hand slides around Ojiro's back, urging him a little closer, palm splayed flat over his spine just above his tail. His cheeks are flushed, but he's not embarrassed at all.]

I think so, too.

[He bites his lower lip, another shuddering breath catching in his throat, as his grip tightens just a little more firmly, thumb sliding over the head of Ojiro's cock.]

You could...leave more, if you want. I don't mind.

[Ojiro shivers when that grip tightens, copying Todoroki's motions on his cock. His tongue flicks across his lips as he glances down.]

Are you sure you want more bruises?

[While he waits for an answer, Ojiro ducks his head down. Lips find the other teen's collarbone and Ojiro starts softly with a few kisses. He moves onto a light nibble before applying just enough pressure to leave a faint red mark. Eyes flick up towards Todoroki's face for signs he should stop as Ojiro begins slowly working his way down Todoroki's chest.]

[Todoroki opens his mouth to tell Ojiro yes, he's sure, he'll just make sure he wears a shirt that covers them, but as he does so the other boy's lips find his collarbone and his grip on his arousal shifts, and all that comes out instead is a moan, as he arches into the touch. It's definitely more than okay, and when Ojiro looks back up, what he's going to find are Todoroki's eyes, half-lidded and almost glazed.

His hand slides up Ojiro's back and then lifts to comb through his hair as the other makes his way lower, and the second comes to join it when he can no longer reach Ojiro's arousal, his voice breathy as he finally manages to answer.]

I'm sure--that feels really good, Ojiro--

[The sounds coming from Todoroki clear the haze from Ojiro's memory further and he hums against the other's skin. He remembers that same lust-filled gaze from last night but now lacking the added effects of the drinks they'd had. And he remembers the path he took lower, making an effort to mirror it so there's matching marks on either side of Todoroki's torso.

He works his way lower, carefully sliding down the bed at the same time. Eventually he'd face to face with the mark on Todoroki's hip. One hand still around the other teen's cock, Ojiro looks back up again.]

Do you remember what I did right after I left this mark?

[It only takes until the second mark for Todoroki to realize just what Ojiro's doing, and the realization hits him so hard his cock throbs as he arches under Ojiro's clever mouth, breath coming in sharp gasps and whines as each mark finds his skin more sensitive to the touch. It's too much, and it's not enough, and he feels the anticipation building as that trail of sensation leads lower and lower, until finally he looks down to see Ojiro right where that perfect set of bite marks is mirrored on his other hip.

What a question. Of course he remembers. But the question gets Ojiro a rare display of humor from Todoroki, the words suggestive and almost teasing as he combs fingers through Ojiro's hair, a fingertip dropping to trace his lower lip.]

If I say no, will you do it again?

[The surprise is obvious on Ojiro's face when that humor comes out. He blinks a few times then ends up laughing a little. A smile spreads across his face and he presses a quick kiss to Todoroki's hip.]

Yes, but I'd probably do it if you said yes too.

[He leaned in to briefly suck on the finger tracing his lip, teasing the digit with his tongue. Pulling off with a quiet pop, Ojiro slips lower and takes the head of Todoroki's shaft into his mouth without much more tease or delay.]

[It's kind of nice, being able to surprise someone like that, and there's a warmth that spreads through him as Ojiro laughs, and he smiles and combs his fingers through the other boy's hair again as he presses a kiss to Todoroki's hip.

That smile fades as Ojiro takes his finger into his mouth, though, and his lips part as he watches, eyes dark and heated. That tongue feels surprisingly good, but he doesn't even have to imagine how good it'll feel elsewhere, as Ojiro slips lower and takes his cock into his mouth. He can't help the moan that escapes him, and honestly he doesn't even bother trying as he struggles to keep his head up, watching.]

That feels so good...

[Ojiro just hums in reply, the vibrations all around Todoroki's shaft. Last night becomes clearer to him as he works a little lower. It had been fast and a little rough last night, Ojiro wincing internally as he remembers having to be reminded to watch his teeth. But now he can take his time and be more careful, cheeks hollowing as he bobs up and down. Fingers wrap around what doesn't fit in his mouth and Ojiro's tail strokes along one of Todoroki's legs.

He glances up again, cheeks flushed and eyes half lidded with lust. He wants to get more moans out of the other after that first one.]

[Honestly, he won't have to try that hard to get more moans from Todoroki. After the first one, it's harder to stop, and he doesn't shy away at all from showing Ojiro just how much he likes what he's doing. Every other breath is a gasp, a little jagged, and accompanied by a whine deep in Todoroki's throat, a full-throated moan when Ojiro sinks deeper, or when his tongue hits an especially sensitive spot. He's doing much better than the night before, he thinks, faintly remembering some teeth, making a breathy, gasped comment about how he likes being bitten, just not there. In fact, he thinks he might have a mark on his thigh as a result of that.

It's hard to keep his head up constantly, especially when Ojiro sinks deeper, but he's looking up just in time to see the other young man look up at him, and that expression makes his cock twitch again. Seeing that he can do to Ojiro what he does to Todoroki...]

I want to...make you feel good, too--mmn--Ojiro--

[But god is it hard to talk, when he can feel himself creeping closer to the edge of orgasm with every passing moment.]

[Ojiro gets the message even if it isn't easily gotten out. He just doesn't respond at first, taking the time to bob a few more times. Eventually he does pull back and lets Todoroki's cock out of his mouth with an audible pop.]

What do you want to do?

[He's definitely not complaining; not in the slightest. In fact, he can't help a whine as Ojiro's mouth slides off his cock, trying to catch his breath as he lifts a hand, gesturing.]

Turn around, so I can reach.

[It might be a little awkward figuring out the angles, but at least he's sober this time.]

[Ojiro blinks a few times but his cheeks flush darker when he realizes what Todoroki means. He nods, slipping to the side. He turns carefully and lays back down on his side next to the other teen. A little shifting around and he's back face to face with Todoroki's cock, his own closer to the other young man's face.]

Is this good? Do you need me to move?

Mmn.

[He shakes his head slightly, only clarifying when he realizes what he's doing, eyes still taking in the shape of Ojiro this close to him. He shifts, trying to adjust to a better angle on his side as well, one that will let him move his head as well as his hips, bracing himself on one elbow and reaching out with his other hand, wrapping it around the base of Ojiro's arousal and stroking slowly.]

No, this is fine--

[The words are breathy, murmured as he leans in close, swiping his tongue over the head of his cock, tasting him--well, not for the first time, he's positive about that. After a second of consideration, he licks his lips, then parts them, taking the other boy into his mouth, working his way down steadily.]

[Ojiro gasps when Todoroki's hand closes around him. He'd been ignoring his own arousal until now and those slow strokes were feeling even better than they had the previous night. He starts to say something else but then there's that swipe of a tongue, a faint moan passing through his lips rather than words.

He's distracted by Todoroki's steady movements but reminds himself he shouldn't just lay there. Biting back a moan, Ojiro leans forward to take Todoroki's arousal back into his mouth. He hums around it, working back towards the same bobbing motions he'd been using before.]

[Those sounds are all the encouragement he needs to keep working his way lower, lips slick and jaw aching just a little as he works his mouth over Ojiro's length, hand covering what his mouth can't quite get to. The taste isn't bad--not what he'd expected, but not bad--and the sheer feeling of it all definitely doesn't mean he's inclined to stop any time soon.

Especially not as Ojiro's mouth slides back over his own cock, and Shoto groans in response, taking him deeper into his own mouth, pace quickening just a little as his urgency grows.]

[The vibrations from Todoroki groaning around his cock get a similar sound from Ojiro. He tries to match the other young man's pace, taking him as deeply as he can. He has to resist the urge to start thrusting into Todoroki's mouth but he can remember more and more details of last night. The taste now registers as better than last night but he doesn't think too much on it, feeling that familiar tightening of building orgasm.]

[It's an incredible feeling. Not just Ojiro's mouth around him, or the feeling of that groan, but having the other boy in his mouth at the same time, knowing they're doing this together...he's not sure what it is, exactly, but it's definitely enough to make something tighten low in his stomach, to make that wave of pleasure build and build. He can feel a similar tightening in Ojiro, and pulls off for a moment, breathing ragged and hand moving over his cock, thumb teasing at the tip.]

Where do you want to...or where should I...

[The sentence is unfinished, but it should be clear enough.]

[Ojiro isn't sure what to call this either. It doesn't matter much to him in the moment though. He closes his eyes as he focuses on trying to make it feel as good as he can for Todoroki, hoping he's doing as good a job as the other boy's doing for him. The sound of surprise that comes from him when he feels Todoroki pull off gets muffled but he pulls back as well. It takes Ojiro a second to catch up with that meaning and his gaze flicks towards Todoroki's arousal briefly before returning to his face.]

I'm okay with...you can stay in my mouth. I'm pretty sure we did that last night too. Do you want me to...

[He's definitely doing a good job. None of the sounds Todoroki is making are sounds of complaint, and he's already much closer to that edge than he'd expected to be. Self-control is great, but it apparently only goes so far when you're in bed like this with an attractive guy. Especially one who's saying something like that. Todoroki bites back another sound, lip caught between his teeth, before he answers.]

My mouth is fine. I want to taste you, so--

[So it's all fine, and he's just gonna go ahead and take Ojiro into his mouth again with renewed enthusiasm, one hand sliding between his legs and beginning to explore a little further with his fingers.]

[Ojiro's reply is cut off when Todoroki takes him back into his mouth. He decides fairly quickly whatever he was planning on saying isn't important, biting back a moan. He takes Todoroki's cock back into his mouth as well, humming as he tries to match that enthusiasm. Feeling fingers slipping between his legs prompts Ojiro to lift his leg a bit to give that questing hand more room.]

[Really, who needs words at a time like this? Clearly unnecessary, at least for the moment. If Ojiro doesn't like what he's doing, he'll stop or say something, and it's fine. Right now, he seems to be fine with what Todoroki's doing, which is slipping fingers slick with saliva back over the space behind his balls, exploring further until he can probe gently at his entrance with one finger, a soft sound deep in his throat.]

[A louder groan comes from Ojiro as he feels that finger pushing against his hole. He remembers that from last night too, that mix of pleasure and discomfort that melted into him eventually shooting without his cock being touched. He bobbing on Todoroki's shaft, his own fingers starting to explode behind the other boy's balls as well.]

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