collegestories | — MY LOVE IS TRUE

That's... not -- [ true, he wants to say, but doesn't finish, a jolt of dizzying pleasure wandering up his spine. instinctively, his eyes flutter shut, back arching; lips part in a loud gasp, as unrelenting heat continues to pool beneath his stomach, every roll of mananan's hips sending sparks across the exposed skin.

and as mananan shifts, so does kyun, into a slightly more comfortable position -- to be able to push his hips against the other's thrusts that much easier, ensuring he's buried in as deep as possible when his fist connects with kyun's cheek. he can feel skin break beneath mananan's knuckles, lip splitting easily -- feels blood flow both between parted lips and down his jaw, drawing a loud moan from the back of his throat. the pain makes his head spin; combined with the way mananan's fucking him, hard and deep, he's already almost on the verge of coming, shuddering as if it was actually his first time; tightening around the other, muscles tensing.

admittedly, the impact makes him zone out a little -- when he opens his eyes again, the look on his face is nothing short of obscene; dazed and flushed, with thin rivulets of blood staining pale skin. ]

So good -- it feels so good, Mananan -- [ he blurts out, blinking away the stray tears from the corners of his eyes; reaches up, instead, to grab mananan by his neck and pull him down into a rough kiss, shoving his bloodied tongue right past the other's teeth. second hand wanders up, fingers tangling in the other's hair; light at first, then gradually tighter, as he keeps the kiss going for as long as there's air in his lungs. ]

[ Something happens that shouldn't, but does anyway: the sight of Kyun dazed with tears clinging to his lashes gives Mananan a feeling somewhere between enjoyment and contentment and he shudders, directing his attention the thrust of his hips. Pleasure burns in his stomach at the first sight of blood, hand drifting up to bring his thumb to his lover's bottom lip, padding softly as an apology burns the back of his throat.

But Kyun feels good, and admittedly so does he. His own breath rasps when he's being pulled in, gritting his teeth in a subtle grimace as the tight embrace around his cock causes it to twitch with desire of release. He knows that he's close, but he draws it out for a little longer—enough to appreciate the feeling of Kyun's mouth against his own. ]

Oh, baby... you're gonna make me come.

[ Mananan brings his arms around Kyun's frame, a hand bracing itself against the small of his back and lifting his hips. The taste of blood against his tongue, the warmth that spreads to every inch of his body, it's all so dizzily satisfying that his head nearly blanks. The only coherent thought he can manage being that he— ]

I love you. [ It's whispered when Kyun finally allows their lips to part. ] Kyun— ah... I love you. With all my heart.

[ Blood now peppers the corners of his mouth, tongue numb to the coppery taste. Mananan's eyes screw shut as he buries his face into the crook of the human's neck, holding him tightly against his own body. His entire body trembles with each wave of pleasure that courses and seeps into the marrow of his bones. It's selfish, it's naive, even, but he wants this to last forever—not just the sex but everything, so long as Kyun is there.

And he can't hold back much longer, biting down hard on Kyun's shoulder to prevent himself from damn near screaming as he comes inside of him. ]

[ with no space left between them, he moves both hands to wrap them around the angel properly, sneaking them underneath his arms to cling to his back. blunt nails dig into skin beneath, as he holds on through the waves of pleasure; kissing the other greedily, hungrily, until his chest and lugs burn and ache, until the taste of his own blood mixed with mananan's saliva rests atop his tongue.

he can feel the other's cock twitching, his own demanding attention; he'd much rather hold onto mananan, though, and let him fuck him into his climax instead, thighs quivering and muscles tensing every time he hits that sensitive spot inside. it's not going to take long, either -- but what truly pushes him into it is the angel's words, whispered like it's a secret; warmth spills over his chest, face, ears -- he's flustered, happy and blissed out all at once, whimpering that much louder.

being held so tightly is comforting, too; he can barely breathe, and barely focus on anything but the heat that sharply pools beneath his stomach, but he still manages to push his hips down against mananan's thrusts -- making sure he's buried as deep as possible when he comes. the sting in his shoulder is the final sensation to roughly shove him into his own climax; he can feel mananan's cock throb inside, and comes with a loud groan, the other's name on his lips. unlike him, he has nothing to muffle the sounds that continue to spill -- ragged gasps and feeble moans, his nails digging painfully in his boyfriend's back.

it takes him a good while to come down from the mind-numbing high; chest rising and falling rapidly as he attempts to catch a proper breath, his hold on mananan slowly fading into something gentler. ]

I -- [ it's still a bit hard to construct sentences, but he tries, anyway, panting all the while. at least with the high still clouding his brain, it takes him a considerably less amount of effort to utter these words, no overthinking included: ] I love you, too.

[ his body still shakes, though he's much more relaxed -- reaching up to slide his fingers in mananan's hair again, this time to pet him, head tipped to lean against his. ]

... do you wanna bite me again? Higher. So everyone sees. [ ??? this is a good way to show affection right ]

[ The sensation of nails pulling at the skin on his back is subtle, his senses fully focusing on his climax; head light and thoughts running blank aside from the fact that, with his chest flushed against Kyun's, he can feel his heart racing and vibrating against his own chest. Exhaling, his breaths remain ragged and shallow when he pries his teeth away from the human's smaller. Briefly examining the ring of teeth that would only last temporarily, but there's no doubt that bruises would surely follow.

But Mananan still clings onto him, refusing to let go, the words that shortly follow after they've both met their release (You've Earned A Trophy! "Let's Climax Together".) cause his entire world to slow down. Pinpointing every movement Kyun makes underneath his body, the numbing sensation that comes with post-climax subsiding as he embraces the shaking warmth beneath him. Those three words, which were so easily accessible from the potential partners his father have previously provided, are everything to him. His heart swells in his chest in the way it did he first saw Kyun's face, the second their eyes just so happened to meet, and again he feels that familiar tug in his chest—to love and to be genuinely loved in exchange, he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. ]

Yeah. [ He hums, closing his eyes as his grip finally begins to relax. ] Only if you do the same to me.

[ An eye for an eye, as they say. Mananan tips his chin, his teeth grazing across heated skin, lightly sweat coated skin before he bites at Kyun's neck, not as intense as the one one his shoulder but enough to leave an evident mark. One that he examines with curious eyes before he finally slumps down, releasing another ragged breath as he rests his head on the human's shoulder; gaze settling on his face, his lips slowly tug into a warm smile. ]

So... you love me, too?

Sure. Will it last?

[ he's not entirely positive, but angels and demons probably heal faster than humans -- not that it matters, really, as he tips his head up and lets mananan sink his teeth into his neck, exhaling a pleased sigh. slowly, he comes down from the high of his climax; breaths still ragged and desperate, but considerably slower, both arms wrapped around the angel's back securely.

and just as promised, when the other rests his head against kyun's shoulder, he angles his head just enough to reach mananan's neck -- biting at the exposed skin until he can feel it give beneath his teeth. he doesn't draw blood, but the mark is red and prominent -- something he watches with a pleased expression, as it's definitely above the usual, white-shirt collar mark.

take that, monday?? ]

Hey. [ huffing in sudden embarrassment, now that he's... a bit more aware of what he's saying, he's more flustered about it, too, melting beneath mananan's warm gaze. he looks... so happy; something that makes kyun's heart skip a beat, his expression so endlessly content there's no doubt in his mind that he's loved. ] I won't say it again, so make sure you keep it in mind, okay? I do -- of course I do.

[ stupid. ]

But I might actually die if I have to repeat myself, so stop looking at me like that.

Yeah, our wounds heal a little faster than a humans... but it should at least a day or two.

[ So enough that someone—Monday—will notice.

He grits his teeth, jaw tight upon having teeth brace themselves roughly against his skin. But it's not the worst pain he's ever felt, and the fact that it's inflicted by Kyun makes it oddly satisfying; a pleasant sigh slipping past his mouth as his embrace becomes tight in the few moments it takes for him to leave his mark.

He brings a hand to his neck, tracing over the wound with his fingertips. ]

You won't? [ He blinks thrice, but doesn't appear to be very concerned with the fact that this could be the first and last time Kyun confesses that he loves him, too. Mainly because he doesn't believe it, snaking himself out of the smaller's grasp and moving to prop himself up. He moves to pull himself out but stops halfway, a hand moving up to grab a pale, slender leg and push the human to his side. ] Then I'll just fuck it out of you.

[ A+. Wow. Incredible. Top Tier Boyfriend Material. Sousuke who? Charioce who? Belial who? idk them. ]

Then I'll redo it in two days. I'll set an alarm --

[ he wants to grab his phone, but then remembers that 1. he's still stuck under mananan's weight and 2. he's still got mananan's dick in his ass, so maybe that's not gonna be a thing, at least for the time being.

also, he half-expects mananan to get pouty about his stubborn refusal to say it again -- so when he doesn't, it's kind of easy to figure out he's got something in mind. and in this position, it's also easy to figure out what that something might be. soon enough, he's grabbing kyun's leg and pushing him to the side, earning a small groan as he shifts -- still feeling the other inside. ]

Ah -- wait -- [ wow, amazing. ] Haa... are you ready to go again, already? Angel stamina sure is something, huh?

[ his lips curve in a small sneer, arms moving to push himself up, a little. he turns completely, then, slow and careful -- letting mananan's cock slip out of him almost entirely, before settling on his knees. ]

At least do it like this. Oh -- grab me by my neck, too. [ he's not too scared about letting anything slip anymore, but who knows; might as well get what he wants while they're at it, though. ]

[ That's... cute. Setting up an alarm so he can keep track of when to bite him again, you can only get that sort of devotion from someone who's really into you.

Or just really possessive, in which Mananan still won't complain about. He offers all of himself to Kyun and expects him to take every inch, as he expects him to take every inch of his huge, girthy dick?? ]

Haha, I may be a bit older than you but I'm still considered young compared to other angels. I've got plenty of stamina.

[ Allowing the human to adjust, he moves accordingly and sighs softly at the touch of air that kisses his length. However he takes the time to admire the structure of Kyun's back, placing a hand to his side before allowing his index and middle finger to slide up the curve of his back. Inching forward he pushes his hips, forcing himself back inside Kyun's ass, before his hand finally meets the back of his neck. ] And what else? [ With his free hand on the human's waist, he continues to keep his hips moving slowly as he asks. Purposely drawing out the feeling, a sensation he admittedly can't get enough of, as the fingers holding Kyun by the neck tighten just slightly. ]

[ i just wanna say i love this whiplash of going from angst to nasty shit

anyway, mananan is probably the only person on earth who'd find that cute. which is also why they were meant for each other, clearly.

also, he's lucky that by now, kyun's used to his Fat Dick™. ]

Lucky me. [ he snickers, exhaling a soft sigh when mananan's fingers trace the curve of his back. the movement of the angel's hips might be slow, but it's still enough to draw a loud groan from the depths of kyun's throat; another one escaping when the angel's fingers wrap around his neck, his hand big enough to cover... almost all of it, really.

needless to say, kyun loves it?

with a pleased moan, he pushes his hips back against mananan's, reveling in the way his insides tighten around him, still sensitive and tender from earlier. the rush of adrenaline that accompanies the squeeze is nice, too -- but it's not enough, and he squirms, just slightly, eyes fluttering shut. ]

Choke me. [ dwaddy ]

[ i'm still hurting

Releasing a breath, the very feeling of Kyun tightening around his length sends sparks of pleasurable excitement up and down his spine. Remaining a comfortable, desirable wear whose warmth he can't seem to get enough of—which is probably made obvious in the way he's not the least bit hesitant before he's slamming inside of him with bone rattling force.

He comes to agreement with the smaller's orders wordlessly, silently, the pads of his fingers tracing the curve of his jugular before they tighten around his throat. Properly gripping onto him. Thumb pressing against the beat of his pulse, there's that rush from before that causes his lips to curl into a tight grin as he leans down to press a kiss to Kyun's bitten shoulder. ] Like that? [ He asks, his throat laced with obvious excitement as he continues to push his hips roughly against him, almost relentlessly. ] Do you want me to rough like this to you all the time?

[ He doesn't really expect an answer because he's like... choking him... but listen he'll lighten up a little bit to get a nice answer. ]

[ any doubts he might've had about this disappear as soon as he feels the relentless thrusts; as soon as he hears the excitement in mananan's voice, so obviously into it that kyun can't help but feel pleased.

look... if it's something they're both into, they've just discovered a new thing to share?? right??? right.

still, mananan's long fingers wrapped around his throat feel absolute; as if he could snap his neck with just a bit of a harder squeeze -- which, realistically speaking, he probably can. it's easy to focus on the way they sink into skin, cutting his air intake; rendering his breaths useless, short, desperate gasps slipping past parted lips, as his eyes flutter shut. the pleasant burn of adrenaline, combined with the pain and pleasure of mananan fucking him so roughly, is plenty enough to make him hard again -- embarrassingly so, really.

through the haze, he can hear the other's voice, though answering isn't easy -- he only does when his grip lightens, enabling kyun to suck some air into burning lungs. ]

Ah -- fuck, yeah. Yeah, please. [ he sounds so pathetically desperate he'll probably agonize over this later, but for now -- he pushes his hips back against mananan's, euphoria overtaking logical thoughts. ] Love it -- love you.

[ that was so fucking easy i'm embarrassed ]

Call me daddy, coward.

How about master?

Should I get you that pussy collar?

Yeah. And then you have to talk about how I'm a bad kitty and spank me.

[ Mananan sighs, which sounds more like a deep grunt that he was trying to swallow down when those words from Kyun reach his ears. He can feel a burning sensation begin at the back of his neck, slowly spreading and coloring his cheeks, and he realizes then how happy he feels. The simplicity of it all, of how it comes so easily despite Kyun saying otherwise, the angel would do just about anything to hear it over and over.

He pushes in as deep as he can go before using that weight to basically shove the human’s face into the couch; softening his grip to give me a second to recuperate before he’s tightening his fingers around his throat. He can feel the rush of blood underneath his fingers; purposely he leans his weight further and comes close to actually crushing Kyun’s throat. Almost but not exact, because this isn’t the right thread and can’t go killing him. Rocking his hips into him with movements that are more sensual and graceful, but still ensuring that each push inside he’s enveloped himself fully around Kyun’s heat. ] Say it again. [ It comes out as a demand, a deep sound from the back of his throat as his tongue slowly goes across his bottom lip.

His grip lightens, the hand on the smaller man’s waist groping down until he reaches his cock. Straining between his thighs, hard against his touch, his palm embraces the heat before he strokes down the length of Kyun’s cock. ] You’re not allowed to come until you’ve said it enough to satisfy me.

[ he's content enough to indulge the other -- all shame and embarrassment discarded in the thick haze of pleasure, combined with mananan's hand squeezing his throat hard enough to blank his mind out entirely. he groans in approval when the other pushes him forward, cheek pressed against the cushions; pushes his hips up against mananan's thrusts, small whines escaping his lips every time the angel hits that particular spot within him.

with mananan's weight on his neck, he can barely move, much less breathe -- gasping out short, strained whimpers as the pain spikes the heat that wanders beneath his skin. he can feel another orgasm build up, somewhere within his abdomen -- at least until the other's fingers wrap around his cock, earning an almost offended groan. bithc? ]

Ah... -- I... [ it's hard to talk like this? he swallows down a pained whine, and digs his fingers into the soft cushions beneath, eyelids fluttering shut. it takes him a moment to gather enough thought to form a sentence -- and when he does, his lips curve in a small sneer, gaze catching mananan's. ] Will you... ever be satisfied?

[ he already knows the answer to this question, but listen. ]

You have to... -- ha, bully me more. ♡

[ They both know the answer, which is why Mananan wordlessly answers with a grin of his own. Kyun's voice, while strained and breathless thanks to his grip, is honeyed with desire and want within his perspective; the pleasure burning in his abdomen stretching wide across his body, indicating that he was close to coming. But he stalls this, hips slowing down as he finally releases his grip on Kyun's neck, watching as pale skin blossoms with shades of red as if his fingers had traced themselves onto him. ]

Just let me know if it's too much.

[ —He doesn't want him to end up passing up or be in any actual physical danger, okay.

So he's adjusting their position, hand temporarily moving from Kyun's dick and to his waist. Guiding both of them to their sides and ensuring that the human's back was pressed firmly against his chest, parting his thighs before lifting a leg up slightly by hooking his arm around his thigh. How they manage this position on the couch is a miracle in itself but it's as you said: Realism? In my smut? I don't think so buddy.

Anyway, and here is why you're bothering to read this tag: Mananan uses his free hand to snake underneath the side of Kyun's head, fingers tilting his jaw in his direction before he leans over to press heated kisses against his lips. His arm circles around, initially grabbing his shoulder as he rocks his hips inside of him. But before Mananan manages to become too fixated on kissing he parts their mouths, albeit reluctant to, before his arm completely wraps itself around Kyun's neck and into a choke hold. Tightly.

what's worse: choke hold or ass eating ]

[ it's kind of funny these are the two options you gave me and not like. gutting.

anyway, too much? for kyun? you could kill him and he'd still want more -- so he snorts in response, enjoying the way his throat burns and bruises as soon as mananan releases it. with a body this thin, it's really not that hard to maneuver him and his limbs; he's pliant in mananan's grip, letting him adjust their position and pressing his back against the other's chest.

he doesn't even bother questioning what's the point of this -- if he's in for a surprise, that's better for him? with a small grin, he tilts his head as prompted and presses his lips against mananan's, returning the kiss with newfound eagerness; hips rocking down and against the other's cock, feeling so full he can't help but whine. when they part, kyun expects the other to just -- keep going; what he gets is... much better, though?

you know kyun would like this yOU KNOW IT

anyway, his breath is immediately taken away, the other's hand blocking any air from entering his lungs; he gasps and wheezes, hands moving up to grab onto mananan's arm, dull nails sinking into skin. the initial struggle is instinctive; he groans and whimpers, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, alongside the burning pleasure that wanders up his spine and coils beneath his abdomen. allowing his eyelids to fall shut, he pushes his hips down against mananan's cock again, sucking in desperate, choked gasps -- it hurts, which means he's already that much closer to coming, holding onto the angel's arm tightly. ]

Nn-- 'm close. More -- !

[ we all know you prefer gutting over everything

He squeezes his grasp, tightening his hold around Kyun's neck and gripping onto him as if his life depended on it. He knows to be careful, but at the same time there's a voice in the back of his head with intentions of hurting him, claim him, but only in the ways that will make him come until it hurts.

And of course there's that part of him that wants to see his face. To watch just how much his expression changes in the expense of having him buried inside as well as the air in his lungs being limited. Admittedly the small glance he gets, the hint of tears wetting his lashes and pale skin going red, has Mananan so turned on that it feels as if he may come right then and there. Pleasure finally pushing him to that blissful edge of release, right on the edge, but coincidentally enough Kyun is close as well.

Mananan groans against the back of his neck, fingers digging into his thigh as he continues to rock himself into him as deep and hard as he can. ]

Come. Fuck, you're so good, I'm gonna come inside again... that's fine, isn't it?

[ Not like he's expecting an answer. At least not a verbal one.

It's not long until that intoxicating warmth and tightness has him spilling forward, gasping out in pleasure when he's finally met with release. Ensuring that his cock is buried in as deep as possible, sent straight over the edge, coming hard inside of him. His body shakes in pleasure as the initial shock that it puts through his body slowly settles, only uncurling his arm from around his throat as he leans down to press kisses against the back of Kyun's neck. ]

Kyun?

[ JUST MAKING SURE HE'S OKAY.......... ]

[ true

also i was gonna let you catch up on all our tags before doing any but then i realized i can at least write kyun passing the fuck out so

anyway, why would mananan ask a question when he knows kyun can't answer? he exhales a short whine, anyway -- too focused on the sensations to pay the other's words any actual mind. and if he feels weird later, that just gives him a reason to get spoiled, so -- no, he doesn't mind, pushing his hips down against mananan's cock until he can feel it hitting his deepest spot.

it hurts in the best way; combined with the steady pressure against his throat, that has him wheezing and gasping for any semblance of air, it's more than enough to push him to another orgasm -- especially with the other coming inside, his back arching as his body goes slack. all things considered, he lasted a pretty long time, anyway, what with his boyfriend having him in a chokehold??

but yes, mananan's affection and concern go unnoticed -- because he passed the fuck out. ]

[ rip kyun

Of course he's hit with a sudden wave of anxiety and concern, placing a hand on the man's neck and ensuring that there was a pulse. Once that is said and done he feels a sense of relief, sighing softly as he curls his arms around Kyun's frame in order to hold him close. It lasts for however long the initial adrenaline and high of his orgasm (with the additional shock of knocking his boyfriend out) until he finally untangles himself and pulls out—he can't keep his hands off of him, however, lightly patting his head and carefully cupping his face before he leans down to press a kiss to his forehead.

Mananan then leaves the couch and Kyun entirely soon after he... takes off the rest of his clothes (but he keeps the briefs on because that's a canon thing I guess), returning with a blanket to put over the both of them before closing his eyes. Time for a nappy.

Also to make this a little more gay Mananan's just gonna hold Kyun's hand. ]

— MY LOVE IS TRUE

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HAHI?!

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