Summary: PWP
Genres: Smut
Rating: M
Characters: Alibaba / Ryuu

Of course, he should have expected this. Alibaba comes to him like a cat in heat - quick, unforgiving, and gone as soon as he came. But Hakuryuu craves it, wants him all the same. And so when Alibaba pushes him into an alley way, a few foot steps away from the celebrations, a mere turn of the head from everyone's gaze, he can barely refuse. There's a hand pulling at his hair, forcing him into the kiss (not that he needed any forcing, oh no), and another, working at his pants, half undoing them, half palming him right through.

Alibaba's face is red from breathlessness, and from wine, a combination that leaves Hakuryuu's mind racing with all the possibilities. His mouth lingers at Hakuryuu's, biting and sucking and licking. And it's rough and he can taste copper on his tongue (he can't tell whose blood it is), and their teeth are clashing together but Hakuryuu craves it. He wants it so badly, he's already hard as a rock. He reaches behind puts his hands on Alibaba's ass, kneading and squeezing till the other is a whimpering mess against him, so weak he can barely kiss him.

Alibaba lowers his lips, viciously biting and sucking his way down Hakuryuu's jaw, leaving bloody hickeys and spots in his wake. He stop at Hakuryuu's jugular and bites - hard. He's so close to breaking skin, bleeding him out, but they love the thrill of it. Hakuryuu can barely hiss out the words, his mind clouded by the raw pleasure and the pain, and the fact that is his cock is so hard it hurts.

"Hurry up."

Alibaba pulls away and bites his lips, red and bloody and swollen. He looks up to Hakuryuu for a moment, cheeks flushed, mouth open and gasping for breathe, hair mussed, and Hakuryuu could almost lose himself completely just from the image. Almost.

He can't tell when Alibaba drops to his knees, but he does, and suddenly there's cold air around his cock, and he gasps. He looks down to see Alibaba on his knees, hands wrapped around the others hips, mouth just in front of his cock, eyes drooped and cheeks flushed. The image is burnt into the inside of his eyelids, and Hakuryuu remembers to think of this later. He could last on this for weeks. He reaches a hand and wraps it in Alibaba's hair, pulling until he's tugging at the scalp and Alibaba whines. Hakuryuu bites his lip. "Hurry up. Someone's gonna catch us."

And that only added to the rush of it all, the thrill going through his blood. Alibaba opens his mouth and his tongue darts out to lick at the head of the others cock, tasting the precum coming from the slit. Hakuryuu has to bite down on his lip to keep from groaning - it was barely a taste of what was to come, but he's already going insane, and his gut heats up like its on fire, pleasure coursing through his veins. Alibaba pushes on, shutting his eyes as he wraps pink lips around the head of it, tongue swirling around it.

This time, Hakuryuu can't stop the moan that spills past his lips, loud and needy and weak. He thrusts and Alibaba whimpers, leaning into it until his nose touches near the base of Hakuryuu's cock. It's stretching his mouth wide open and it makes his jaw hurt, but he's craving it and it's making him so hard he can barely breathe. His whole body rocks with pleasure, and he starts moving his head back and forth, sucking and licking and twirling his tongue around the length of it. The cock is heavy on his tongue, and it makes him so full it hurts. His eyes start watering and tears spill down his cheeks.

It feels so good to have Hakuryuu again, so good that his gut is lighting up like he could cum on the spot. Hakuryuu looks down at him, watching as Alibaba moves back and forth, nearly choking at how far down his throat Hakuryuu's cock is going, crying from the pleasure of it all. He gives little glances up to Hakuryuu, lips spread and pink and swollen, cheeks flushed and his eyes, tearing up like it hurt. Hakuryuu pulls at his hair, and the other whines pitifully, the sound vibrating through his mouth and he cums on the spot, drooping into a teary, sweaty mess, his mouth till wrapped around the other.

Hakuryuu can almost laugh at that. "You're such a slut - coming from only having me in your mouth."

And Alibaba looks up to him, and he can't even nod, but weakly move his head back and forth, still trying to make Hakuryuu come. He loved this, loved being treated like he was nothing but a hole to fuck, a toy to use and cum into. Yes, call him a slut, call him a whore. He wanted those names, he wanted to be Hakuryuu's little cockslut. The others hand tightens in his hair and pulls Alibaba off of him till his face was just in front of his cock.

Hakuryuu watches the other whimper meekly, before shutting his eyes and opening his mouth. He barely squeaks as Hakuryuu comes, hot white spray erupting onto his face. Despite that, some of it lands on his cheeks and nose and eyelashes. He raises a few fingers to meekly wipe at it, licking the cum off his fingers and swallowing. He whimpers when Hakuryuu lets go of his hair, caressing his cheek and face instead. He's vaguely aware of Hakuryuu calling him a good boy, his little slut, and it makes him warm all over again.