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[despairorhope]

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[hopeindespair]

Disgusting .. you're really ... gross ...

[ but it's mumbled into his neck so it probably doesn't come across as harshly as he would like, his hips pushing down into the pressure against his cock. ]

[despairorhope]

...if I'm gross... then what's this?

[It's a lot more confidence than he thought he had, in fact he's dying inside a lot even as he rests the heel of a hand on Komaeda's crotch, increasing the pressure from above and below, defensively daring rather than letting those words hurt him.

(They hurt anyway.)]

[hopeindespair]

[ that surprises him -- he wasn't expecting that kind of forwardness from Hinata but his breath catches and his hips stutter towards that pressure, even if it's too much. his laugh -- his voice is airy, breaking as he speaks -- ]

Ah ... hahaha ... I'm disgusting too.

[despairorhope]

[That's... not a healthy thing to say at all. He wants to refute it but words are getting harder to come by as this continues, and he doesn't know how to put it right, and... he just shakes his head, mussing Komaeda's hair more with his jaw, grinding his palm down against Komaeda's cock a little roughly.]

[hopeindespair]

Letting ... a reserve course student do this to me ... I really am the worst.

[ somehow less worst than than Hinata, though, at the same time. he tucks his head in to the crook of Hinata's neck, his hips jerking up needily against his palm and one hand scrambling for Hinata's zipper. ]

[despairorhope]

What the hell... is saying stuff like that- something you're into? [incredulous and aroused all at once. he goes for Komaeda's zipper in turn, though, fumbling a little but aiming to free his cock quickly.]

[hopeindespair]

You shouldn't -- project, Hinata-kun.

[ he's just as quick to go from self-degrading to lashing out at him, snapping, but his voice is shaky from arousal as he wraps his hand around Hinata's cock. ]

Even this ... is subpar ...

[despairorhope]

I'm not! You're the one-- ah! [honestly this is really hot, even as frustrating as it is. hearing his name from Komaeda's lips, especially when he's a flushed mess and using that voice is, hnngh. He wraps his hand around Komaeda's cock in turn thoughtful enough to spit in his hand first so it's slick when he starts jerking Komaeda off to shut him up.]

[hopeindespair]

[ that

is pretty effective -- he's bucking with a sharp whine into his hand, loud and shamelessly so despite his own disgust, or because of it. there's only the sweat on his own hand for lube as he starts to stroke Hinata. ]

[despairorhope]

Fuck-! [there's more friction than he really would usually like, for this, but the fact that it's Komaeda touching his cock makes his actual preferences fall to the wayside entirely. The hand that isn't busy trying all the clever little tricks he normally uses on himself on Komaeda threads in fluffy white hair and tucks the vampire in closer against the crook of his neck. It's like he's trying to muffle him, but not very hard, because he still definitely wants to hear every sound Komaeda makes.]

[hopeindespair]

[ despite all of his swagger he's a mess when he's like this; his already dripping pre in Hinata's hand and his teeth are dragging messy against the line of his shoulder and neck, splitting open skin. ]

[despairorhope]

[He loves it and hates it. Even though Komaeda slicing up his shoulder hurts, knowing that he's the one taking Komaeda apart like this is so, so satisfying. He moans like it's being punched out of him, arching up under Komaeda and stroking his cock faster, more intensely, everything ramping up too fast and intense.]

[hopeindespair]

Hinata -- kun -- Hinata-kun --

[ even with his lips against his skin like this he's still noisy, saliva and blood making a messy against Hinata's shoulder as he strokes him probably painfully hard and tight, thighs trembling as he bucks into his classmate's hand, he's trembling --

and despite all his posturing he's not that experienced at all. he's already close. ]

[despairorhope]

[Hinata isn't particularly experienced either. If this were a race, they'd definitely be neck and neck.]

Komaeda--!

[He has the presence of mind to try a wicked twist of his wrist in an effort to drive Komaeda over the edge before he slips over it with a muffled cry, seizing up and spurting wet heat between them, on both their hands and Komaeda's cock too.]

[hopeindespair]

Ah --

[ with another surge of disgust and arousal both he comes just after, his hips still bucking and grinding into Hinata's hand, making quite a mess as it spills between them, some dribbling over his hand onto Hinata's and his pants -- and the afterglow only lasts for a few seconds before he's going boneless on him. ]

[despairorhope]

[He's still awash with pleasure, and some part of him is warm as Komaeda slumps atop him. He's moaning soft and low into Komaeda's hair, not wanting to wind down yet. Or ever.]

[hopeindespair]

[ he's staying like that on him, catching his breath -- it's hot and wet against the mess of Hinata's shoulder. he doesn't seem intent on moving for now, even with the mess of come and sweat between them. ]

[despairorhope]

[He won't be the one to break the silence, not with how desperately he's trying to commit every single second of this to memory, breathless and warm beneath him.]

[hopeindespair]

[ he pulls back abruptly, lifting his come-stained hand with a disgusted little scowl --

before lifting it up to Hinata's mouth. ]

Clean me up.

[despairorhope]

[WHY IS THAT SO HOT HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE DIDN'T KNOW HE WAS INTO THIS KIND OF THING??????? hesitates, though, not exactly jumping to do it.]

[hopeindespair]

Ah ... you're not useful enough for that ... ?

[ he's stretching his fingers wide, the cum dripping between them. ]

[despairorhope]

That's not-- [actually fuck arguing for now, he wants that surprisingly intensely, so he's flicking his tongue out to catch some of their fluids.]

[hopeindespair]

[ that's

really fucking hot, holy shit. he groans softly, approving, licking some blood from his lips while he presses his fingers closer to Hianta's mouth. ]

[despairorhope]

[it tastes bad. he knew that already, had definitely tried his own before out of pure curiosity, so he only wrinkles his nose for a moment before he grabs Komaeda's wrist to steady his hand, licking him clean with long strokes of his tongue.]

[hopeindespair]

Ah ...

[ he licks his lips again as he watches him, cheeks heating, vivid on pale (deathly pale) skin. he pushes his fingers forward, not forcing him, but wanting him to take a finger into his mouth. ]