A thought soon occurred to him. Since today wasn’t Bloody Cycle, Diego didn’t need to discharge blood through intercourse. Though it was a bit disappointing, if he would just let him bite his finger, the thirst and sexual desire that couldn’t be resolved by himself alone would naturally subside.
Roman soon met Diego’s gaze and asked him.
“Should we just use hands? There’s no oil, and cleanup will be troublesome later.”
“I’ll do it.”
But it didn’t work at all. Rather, grabbing Diego’s arm that was stirring inside even deeper as if to show off, Roman presented another alternative.
“Or… I’ll suck you off.”
It was a radical proposal for him. He’d rather have him finish inside; giving head really didn’t appeal to him. No, he could manage up to that point, but he hated receiving someone’s bodily fluids in his mouth.
Because Diego knew this fact, he was tempted for a moment, but soon shook off the temptation and answered firmly.
“It’s an attractive offer, but I prefer the back hole over the mouth.”
Back…
An incredulous expression appeared on Roman’s face. He soon let out a short laugh. For someone who spoke less than half as much as others, there were times when he surprised people like that.
“Give me your hand.”
Roman soon requested something else. Since his plan to substitute with his mouth had spectacularly failed, there was no choice.
“You can’t drink blood.”
“I know. I’ll just moisten it.”
To be honest, he couldn’t be one hundred percent certain. Since he could drink a Benic’s blood just by biting their skin, he might be seized by a momentary impulse and chew on Diego’s fingers.
“I might lose my mind without realizing it and bite.”
“…I’d prefer if that didn’t happen if possible.”
Responding in a rarely amused voice, Diego extended his right hand. Roman, who grabbed his wrist, took his index and middle fingers into his mouth.
As befitting someone with a good build, his fingers were long and large too. Even though he had only put in about one knuckle, his mouth felt completely full. Either way, since he had to loosen his back with this, Roman began to moisten Diego’s fingers with his saliva.
“……”
Heat was added to Diego’s eyes. Straight eyelashes, a smooth nose bridge, the red tongue occasionally revealed between wet lips. Everything about his partner was enough to stimulate him, and thanks to that, his already heavily risen front bulged and added volume.
When he moved his fingertip to scrape the sensitive palate, he flinched and showed a reaction. Roman sent a signal not to do that while slightly raising his eyes, but even that only served as stimulation to Diego.
He moved the fingers in his mouth slowly. He belatedly thought that he should have accepted the offer to do it with his mouth if he knew it would be like this.
Just imagining him panting while struggling to take his member brought pleasure surging up. Diego, who no longer had the leisure to wait leisurely, hastily pulled out his fingers and immediately pulled Roman’s waist.
“Wait…!”
Pretending not to hear the flustered cry, Diego pushed his fingers into his hole without hesitation. Thanks to being thoroughly soaked with saliva, unlike before, it slipped smoothly inside.
While firmly holding Roman’s waist with one arm, he began to feel around the inner walls. When he strongly rubbed with his fingertips a particularly prominent part deep inside, Roman trembled and tightened below.
“You really plan to go all the way?”
“Of course.”
He got goosebumps once more at the low voice stimulating his eardrums. …Touch me. Hearing the following request, he fumbled his hand down and grasped his member.
Diego’s center was equally wet with pre-cum. Every time he grasped the firmly erect pillar and stroked up and down, his heavy scrotum swayed along with it.
At some point, a stronger sense of pressure was felt. When the third finger entered, it felt slightly overwhelming, but it was still much better than before since he had moistened it at least a bit. It seemed he could somehow accept this much.
“Haah… That’s enough, go ahead and put it in.”
Diego, who had lowered his head, sought Roman’s lips once more. Both hands continued to move without rest. With his right hand he persistently stirred the back, while with the other hand he scratched the nipple or twisted it with force.
When their entangled tongues separated, sticky saliva stretched long like a thread. Diego, who turned Roman’s body without effort, rubbed his member against the thoroughly wet hole.
“Relax. I’ll put it in slowly.”
Roman repeatedly took deep breaths in and out. As promised, Diego pushed inside bit by bit. Though it felt somewhat tight, it seemed he didn’t need to worry about injury at this level.
The relief was brief as Roman stuck out his tongue to lick his dry lips. It seemed fine to push in all at once now, but Diego never hurried. Because of that, he could vividly feel the sensation of widening the inner walls as he pushed in.
Diego wasn’t the type to have gentle sex. Though he liked biting and sucking, he was basically rather rough, and Roman preferred that too.
But he didn’t know why he was taking his time like this today. Though they had mixed bodies many times, this was the first time like this. At the insertion so slow it was agonizing, Roman, who had become impatient, finally couldn’t stand it and urged Diego.
“Why are you taking your time especially today?”
Then he heard a slow answering voice.
“Because it’s precious.”
“What? …Ugh!”
The moment he tried to turn around, Diego suddenly pulled his hips back and thrust in again, making a moan burst out.
While firmly holding Roman’s waist, Diego began to thrust. Looking at his prominent shoulder blades while pounding, he pulled his chest with one hand and rubbed his lips against the nape of his neck. When he scratched the nipple hard with his fingertips, he tightened below as if unable to endure it.
After leaving red marks on the nape for a while, Diego removed his lips and put both hands under his armpits to grab his firm shoulders. As if everything until now had been foreplay, in that state he began to bounce his hips and pound violently.
Thud, thud, the sound of flesh hitting was loud. Roman put strength into both arms pressed against the wall to avoid falling and panted heavily.
This situation felt extremely surreal anew. Who would have thought he’d be doing such a thing in the office, and with a guild member under him at that?
“Hngh… haah…”
The breaths he exhaled gradually became rougher. Whether the leisureliness when inserting was a momentary whim, Diego truly stirred inside without restraint. Each time, Roman’s member bobbed up and down as sticky fluid dripped down.
Finally, Roman closed his eyes. His physical compatibility with Diego was very good. Every time the member that entered while spreading the inner walls stabbed a certain part inside his body, pleasure spread enough to cause convulsions in his waist. Diego’s manhood wasn’t just uselessly large, but knew how to draw out that much pleasure from his partner.
The speed of stirring inside gradually became faster. Diego, who had been shaking his hips with his upper body close, lowered one hand and grasped Roman’s member, stroking it rapidly.
“Haah… ahh…!”
At the stimulation applied front and back, a moan finally burst from Roman’s mouth. At this rate, reaching climax would be soon. Roman grabbed Diego’s forearm wrapped around his waist as if clawing at it and stated a belated requirement.
“Don’t do it inside.”
Actually, finishing inside didn’t really matter. But the problem was that this was the guild office. If it had been even a cheap inn, he would have left it alone, but he wanted to decline going home with his lower half soaked wetly. But Diego gave an answer different from his expectation.
“I’ll wipe you clean when we’re done.”
“That’s why… hngh!”
He had intended to say he didn’t like that, but because Diego suddenly grabbed his chin and showered him with kisses, he couldn’t continue speaking to the end. At some point, a sweet smell stimulating his nerves wafted over. Soon Diego’s bleeding finger approached close before his nose.
Roman took that finger into his mouth without hesitation. Gulp, gulp, every time he swallowed blood, an incomparable sense of fulfillment welled up.
As soon as Roman released the finger he had been biting for a while, Diego embraced his upper body from behind again and resumed his hip movements.
At the deeply thrusting movements, Roman reached climax first. Following that, Diego also stiffened his body and poured hot semen deep inside.
“Haah, haah…”
After the storm-like moment passed, only the sound of ragged breathing remained. Smack, smack, kissing the wet nape, Diego enjoyed leisurely afterplay. Regret and lingering attachment were embedded in the touch stroking his flat chest.
“We should have just gone to an inn instead.”
Roman’s thoughts were the same. Then they could have rolled around more thoroughly, for longer, but earlier even the time it would take to get to an inn felt too precious.
Even though the intercourse had ended, Diego didn’t seem to have any intention of separating. When he left him alone, he boldly groped here and there. Finally, when Roman felt the touch sliding down below, he quickly grabbed Diego’s wrist. Though he had been entranced enough to lower his pants, he had no desire to keep clinging together in such a place.
“Stop that and pull out. My waist hurts.”
Now that he mentioned it, it really did seem to hurt. The unstable position aside, since he had grabbed him tightly with those large hands and pounded, there might be handprints left.
Though Diego felt reluctant, he obediently pulled back his hips. As soon as he pulled all the way out, sticky semen dripped down from the widely opened hole.
Roman unconsciously furrowed his brow. Maybe because he was still young. The amount he released each time was also large.
Soon he felt something soft touching below.
“Is that a handkerchief?”
