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The heater was broken. Again .
It was amazing, really. Tobio was an Olympian that could afford an apartment in New York if he wanted. And yet, he lived in a small apartment in the middle of Rome. An apartment with a very wonky heater.
He swears that he started off his shower with relatively cold water but it somehow turned into a mini sauna near the end. At least it sped up his process, he had to leave for practice soon.
Usually his practice would start much earlier, but they just finished playing a match the previous day so their coach pushed their practice to the afternoon. Regardless, Tobio still woke up at his usual time and went on a run. The only difference was that he had a few extra hours to call up his friends and family back home.
It was nice catching up with them. Sugawara and Daichi showed Tobio the new nursery that they just painted the day before and his sister gave him a tour of her new salon. Tobio even had a call with Tsukishima because he wanted to see his and Yamaguchi’s daughter. Despite being miles away, Tobio was glad that he was still very close with the people back home.
Although, the person he wanted to see most had practice during the hours that Tobio was free.
It was no surprise when Shouyou and Tobio started going out. Anyone with or without vision could have seen it coming. In fact, the surprising aspect was how late they became official. While most people expected them to do something about their relationship after high school, everyone didn’t think they’d wait until after Shouyou had returned from Brazil.
Either way, the two of them have been going strong since then. They’re both twenty-five now and a part of the JNT. Shouyou decided to stay in Japan with MSBY while Tobio took up the opportunity to play for Ali Roma.
Long distance wasn’t too difficult for either of them. They fell into a routine when Shouyou was in Brazil and not much had changed since they began dating and Tobio moved to Italy. In fact, they meshed together a lot better now that they didn’t need to come up with a reason to call everyday.
Tobio still chuckles when he remembers Shouyou calling him for help with fixing a lightbulb . As if Tobio knew anything about household maintenance back when he was nineteen.
Despite the fact that they managed to call every day, there were still some days where they could only call each other once or their call lasted for only a minute. Today was starting to look like one of those days.
Stepping out of the shower, Tobio grabbed the towel he had hung up on the rack and quickly dried off his hair. ‘Dried off’ was an overstatement, he just ruffled it up so that it wouldn’t drip too much onto the carpet outside his bathroom.
With one hand working on his hair, Tobio used his other hand to pick up his phone and check his notifications for any news on Shouyou.
[Twitter] HitokaY_ sent a tweet: Look, someone made a fancam of Hinata’s tan lines. Thought you might appreciate it~
[Twitter] OikawaTooru13 tweeted: Tobio-chan and Iwa-chan called earlier and didn’t invite me :(( @Kags_Tobio @Hajime_Iwa are bullies, spread the word!
[Messages] Bonded by Balls 🏐 : Lmao. ‘Tsumu twisted his ankle and was dramatic enough that his whole team had to end practice early today
[Messages] Bonded by Balls 🏐 : Shut ur trap ya fuckin rat
[Instagram] NoyaTravels_ sent a DM: Here’s the page for the Italian place Asahi was telling you about! Trust me, it’s SO good that it made me propose to him.
[Messages] Shou ( 🧡 ): Hey, Tobi :)
[Messages] Shou ( 🧡 ): I’m exhausted :((
[Messages] Shou ( 🧡 ): I think I might just go straight to sleep tonight :(( I’m sorry! I’ll call you after practice, though.
[Messages] Shou ( 🧡 ): You’ll be done around 7pm, right? I’ll be awake by 5/6am, and if you get off before then just wake me up!
[Messages] Shou ( 🧡 ): I miss you and I love you so much. I’ll see you in 6 hours :D<3
Dang, maybe Tobio should have gotten out of the shower earlier. He blames the heater for being an absolute disaster.
Putting his phone down, Tobio was about to wrap the towel around his waist then brush his teeth when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His hair was still wet and in a mess but it fell in a way that he thought looked hot. His skin was covered in water droplets from his shower since he hadn’t dried up the rest of his body and the lighting in the room was hitting his muscles in a way that made him look just right .
Tobio had to admit he looked pretty good.
Grabbing his phone again, Tobio decided to take a picture and send it to Shouyou. He didn’t bother wrapping the towel around his waist or angling the camera in a way that doesn't expose his lower half. They’ve been dating for a while and it’s not like there was a part of Tobio’s body that Shouyou hadn’t seen yet. Plus, Shouyou had been badgering him to send more selfies of himself or at least pictures of Italy.
After a few poses and a few shots, Tobio wrapped the towel around his waist and picked out the two best pictures to send to Shouyou.
[Messages] Me: [Two images attached]
[Messages] Me: Okay. Sleep well, my love.
As Tobio sent the text, he saw the message status go from ‘delivered’ to ‘read at 11:07’ in less than two seconds. Guess Shouyou didn’t fall asleep after all. He put his phone down on the counter and started brushing his teeth. Usually whenever they were both online and at home, Shouyou would call Tobio and they would talk for hours. If one of them was sleepy then they’d talk until the other person fell asleep.
Since Shouyou read the message and was online, Tobio expected to receive a call within the next few seconds. Except, he didn’t. He finished brushing his teeth, got dressed and even fed the cat and there was still no response from Shouyou.
Tobio assumed his partner fell asleep. It was rare for Shouyou to leave Tobio on ‘read’. Even with their ‘good night/good morning’ messages, Shouyou would say it twice just so that he could reply to Tobio’s response. Tobio figured that the opposite hitter had a tiring practice.
Settling down on the couch, the setter realised that he had some time to kill before he had to leave for practice. He was about to start his social media routine of jumping from Twitter to Instagram to YouTube and maybe even Reddit when he received a notification from Shouyou.
[Messages] Shou ( 🧡 ) send a voice message [15:43]
[Messages] Shou ( 🧡 ): God, I love you.
[Messages] Shou ( 🧡 ): Can’t wait to see you in a few months. Enjoy.
Jesus Christ, a fifteen minute long voice message? Tobio was used to the random voice messages Shouyou would send him throughout the day but the longest he had ever received was a five minute rant about Natsu's ex-boyfriend.
Figuring it was going to be either fifteen minutes of Shouyou talking about practice or fifteen minutes of Shouyou gushing about Tobio (considering the accompanying text), Tobio laid back in a comfortable position, placed his phone on the arm of the couch and closed his eyes.
Immediately, Tobio felt like something was off .
There was no enthusiastic ‘Tobi!!!” or “Gwahhh!” , there was no clattering that signalled if Shouyou had dropped his phone and there was definitely no Shouyou. Maybe the smaller man really was asleep that whole time, accidentally recorded a voice message, woke up and sent it in his sleep-deprived state with the text. It made sense.
Tobio was about to close the recording and hop back on Twitter when he heard movement coming from the speaker. Increasing the volume, Tobio could tell that it was the sound of Shouyou’s blankets rubbing against the phone’s mic.
‘Sorry. The blankets must have muffled the mic. This should be better. Can you hear me now, Tobio?’
Red flags. Immediate red flags. Not the type of red flag that screamed ‘this is bad, something is wrong’ but the red flag that screamed ‘this is NOT a normal voice message’.
First of all, Shouyou was speaking in a voice that Tobio had only heard in the bedroom. It was deeper than his usual tone. A lot deeper. It was husky and sultry in ways no one would expect from someone as bright and lively as Shouyou. When Tobio first heard it all those years ago, it made him want to go down on his knees.
And down on his knees he did. Many, many times. Because there was one thing about Hinata Shouyou that no one knew about and Tobio loved; Shouyou was very dominating in bed and his voice was his biggest weapon.
Shouyou’s voice and words were Tobio’s biggest weakness. There were a lot of sexual awakenings that Tobio had experience in his twenty five years of life but finding out that he had a massive voice kink was his favorite. It didn’t help that Shouyou knew exactly what to do to turn Tobio into a whiny mess.
‘Here, I’ll make it a little louder for you. Listen closer.’
Tobio heard the sound of something being uncapped, squirted out and capped again. Before he could guess what it could have been, he heard something squelching in the background. It happened again, and again, and again.
Wait, he wasn’t…
‘Do you know what that picture did to me? I was ready to sleep, Tobio. But you had to be a naughty boy and keep me up, huh?’
Oh shit.
He was.
‘You’re such a tease, Tobio. Taking a picture right out of the shower with water droplets all over you? You’re practically begging me to lick every inch of you. Do you miss that? Do you miss having my tongue explore your body? Because I do. You always tasted so fucking good, baby.”
Shouyou was getting off to the pictures Tobio sent him. In Tobio’s defence, he didn’t plan on turning his partner on. He really just thought that he looked good and that Shouyou would want more pictures of Tobio. It wasn’t like Shouyou didn't know how Tobio’s dick looked like.
Gulping hard, Tobio sat frozen on the couch. His brain was working overtime to catch up with what was happening and he couldn’t think about what to do next. All he could do was sit there and listen to his partner jack off. He didn’t even think about lowering the volume or saving the audio for when he got home from practice. All he could do was sit there and listen.
Wow, Shouyou really did manage to condition Tobio into submission whenever he used that voice.
‘You aren’t even erect in this picture. It makes me want to do something about it. Maybe wrap my hand around it, or would you prefer my mouth? Sucking you off until you’re spent and begging for more. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”
He would. Tobio would very much like that. Hell, he was hard right then and there. He didn’t need to look down to know there was a massive tent in the front of his gym shorts. He could feel it straining against his underwear in a way that was uncomfortable but was also keeping him sane.
‘I bet you’re hard right now and you can’t even see me. You can’t see the way I have my hand wrapped around my cock or the way I’m looking at the picture of your naked body. You look too clean, Tobi. I miss my messy, wrecked slut.’
Breaking his silence, Tobio groaned and pressed a palm to the front of his pants. He was really hard. Sure, he had jacked off a few times since coming to Italy. But they’ve all been mediocre compared to the times he’d spend with Shouyou. It had been a long while since him and Shouyou did anything remotely sexual. Just the thought of Shouyou jacking off was enough to send Tobio spiralling.
‘You know the best thing about listening to this without seeing me? You can imagine whatever you want to. What do you think I’m wearing, Tobio? Are you picturing me naked, sweaty and desperate for more? Or are you imagining me straddling over you in our JNT uniforms after we played in the Olympics? Tell me, baby. Tell me what dirty thoughts you have running through that genius head of yours.’
Way too many thoughts. Tobio was picturing Shouyou in their JNT uniforms, in his Brazil uniform, in leather straps and completely naked. He couldn’t decide on which one he liked best but they all involved Shouyou on top of him in one way or another.
All of them involved Shouyou staring at him with lust filled eyes and a smirk on his face that tells Tobio that he’s in control. And he was definitely in control. In the eyes of the public, Tobio knew Shouyou looked like the overexcitable puppy and Tobio was his master. But in the privacy of their own bedroom, Shouyou was Tobio’s master. In more ways than one.
‘Are you touching yourself, Tobio?’
Groaning, Tobio nodded and immediately felt embarrassed. Shouyou wasn’t in the room with him so it wasn’t like Tobio had to respond. They weren’t even on a call. By now, Shouyou was either laid back in bed and ready to sleep or in the bathroom cleaning himself up. He might not even know the kind of emotional and sexual turmoil he sent Tobio into. He was about to slip his hand under the elastic band of his shorts when Shouyou spoke up again.
‘Well, don’t.’
What? Shouyou wanted Tobio to sit there and suffer in silence while listening to his lover get hotter and hotter by the minute? Tobio knew Shouyou was sadistic but this was torture.
‘At least, not now. I know you’re hard, baby. You want to wrap those beautiful setter fingers of yours around your cock and jerk off to the sound of my voice don’t you?Or do you like the sounds of my hand rubbing my cock better? Either way, I know my baby boy’s body best. Don’t touch your cock, Tobio. I know you can hold off a little longer. That’s an order.’
Well, shit. It didn’t matter that Shouyou wasn’t in the room with him. Tobio could never go against Shouyou’s direct order. In bed, Tobio’s body was Shouyou’s and only Shouyou could decide what happens to it.
Cursing and moaning under his breath, Tobio used his left hand to grab his phone and shoved his right hand in between the couch cushions. It was the only way to stop himself from palming his pants again.
Looking down, Tobio could see a damp spot forming on top of his bulge. He and Shouyou have experimented enough times to know that Tobio can cum untouched from just the sound of Shouyou’s voice or by watching Shouyou jerk off in front of him. Except, it’s been months since he was that turned on so he would really appreciate it if Shouyou let him touch himself at some point.
Groaning, Tobio leaned his head back and let it lay on top of the backrest. He was sweaty, restless and incredibly fucking horny.
‘Frustrated, baby? Good. Whine for me, Tobio. Tell me what you want.’
Goddamnit, Shouyou. It was not a phone call but Tobio couldn’t help himself. He was starting to get lost in it. His hips were jerking up and his eyes were slowly rolling back. He could feel how tightly his jaw was clenched and his cock twitched with every stroke Shouyou was doing to himself on the other side of the speaker. He could tell that Shouyou was very wet but he didn’t know if it was the pre-cum or the lube. Either way he really wanted to taste it.
“You. I want you. I… Fuck, I need you to touch me. Let me touch myself. Please, master–”
‘Are you asking for permission to do something about your beautiful cock? Because the answer is ‘no’.”
“Fuck. Shou, plea–”
“But if you’ve been behaving this whole time then maybe you deserve a reward? What do you think, Tobio?”
Finally. Yes, absolutely. Tobio had been nothing but a good boy since this whole thing started so he let himself indulge in whatever reward Shouyou had planned.
In a deep and husky voice, Shouyou demanded Tobio to take off his shirt and pull out his cock. Not caring about whether the windows to his apartment were open or closed, Tobio immediately threw his shirt off and pulled down the elastic band of his shorts. He would have to change into something else later, anyway. Tobio watched as his cock sprung out and begged for some kind of friction. It was red, engorged and beaded at the tip. Tobio let out a small sob at how desperately he needed to touch himself but knew that he should listen to Shouyou.
‘If you took them off, I want you to start playing with your nipples. Use both hands to rub and twist them. Come on, don’t be shy. Do it harder. I know you like the pain, my little whore.’
God, Shouyou was right. He knew Tobio’s body better than anyone. Instead of rubbing his nipples, Tobio immediately pinched and twisted them.
He jerked up from the couch in both pain and pleasure, feeling his cock release a little bit of semen. Tobio was dripping onto the couch but he couldn’t care less. The pain was good . His nipples felt too sensitive to touch again but Tobio was sure it was because his entire body was already on edge from the lack of stimulation.
‘Did you do it? I’m sure you did. You’re my obedient little slut, after all. You better don’t not stop playing with yourself. Fuck, you must have looked so hot. I bet you’re all tensed up. I really wish I could see you right now, Tobi. I really want to see the way you look at me with nothing but sex on your mind. I’ve seen it a million times, I can picture it in my head but nothing beats the real thing. Fuck, I just got harder thinking about that.”
Over the speakers, Tobio could hear Shouyou’s strokes get harder. He heard his partner let out a deep moan from the back of his throat and Tobio had to bite down on his hand to stop himself from grabbing his cock right then and there. Hearing Shouyou moan his name a few times made Tobio grow so hard that it was almost painful.
He loved it.
‘God, Tobi. I can't stop imagining you coming undone under me. I can’t stop picturing you begging me for more while you lay there with those water droplets rolling down your skin. You’re so fucking beautiful. And this whole time, I know you were listening to every command I gave you. You’re such an obedient slut. You’re doing so well, you make me feel so good.’
By then, Tobio was gone. He had completely lost awareness of everything around him. All he could focus on was the sounds Shouyou was making and his own erection that was practically throbbing for some kind of release. His body was hot, sweaty and extremely sensitive. The smallest touches were setting him off that having the aircon blow against his nipple was more than enough to send him quivering in his seat. Despite this, he didn’t stop his movements. Shouyou allowed him this one reprieve of release and he was abusing it as much as he could.
“Fuck, Shouyou. Shouyou. Shouyou… I can’t take it. Master, please. I need more, I’ll do anything. I need it, I need it .”
Tobio begged and begged, not giving a fuck about how desperate and gutteral he sounded. While his left hand continued to pull and twist his nipple, his right hand moved up his chest and settled itself on his neck. Before he knew it, he was choking himself while imagining it was Shouyou’s strong and rough hand that was wrapped around his pretty little neck.
‘Tobio, fuck. You must look so fucking good right now. I bet you’re whining and begging with that sweet mouth of yours. Fuck, I really want to have your mouth around my cock right now. You always feel so good. You feel even better when you lose control and let me fuck your mouth senselessly. Put two fingers into your mouth, baby. I want you to suck on it like it’s my cock.”
Without hesitation, he shoved three fingers into his mouth, down his throat and started sucking. He skipped two and went straight to three because if he was supposed to pretend like it was Shouyou’s cock, then two was definitely not enough. Tobio was practically on the verge of tears with one hand around his neck and the other shoved down his throat. His head was in the clouds and there was saliva running down his wrist and the sides of his mouth.
He looked pathetic and he loved it.
‘Good boy. You’re such a good boy. I’m so proud of you… You feel so good. You must really like this, huh? You like being master’s little slut? You’re so fucking shameless, Tobio. Show me how shameless you are. Go on. Spread your legs, darling.’
Without taking out the fingers from his mouth or the hand around his neck, Tobio kicked off his pants and spread his legs as wide as he could. He nearly closed it back shut when he felt the cold air hit his hole. He didn’t even realise that his pre-cum leaked and dripped down to his asshole.
Suddenly feeling exposed, Tobio whined and twisted around in his seat even though the grip around his neck was keeping him in place.
‘You look gorgeous, my love. Absolutely beautiful. I’m sure you must feel amazing. Don’t you like laying there with your hole wide open and ready for me, To-bi-o? Well, not that ready yet. Take the fingers out of your mouth and start opening yourself up. If you fingered yourself last night or yesterday, I want you to shove two fingers in.’
Thank God Tobio fingered himself in the shower the night prior. Sure, he didn’t spend much time in there and it felt more like a biological need that he needed to let out than a sexual act, but it meant that he was loose enough to indulge himself without actually injuring himelf.
Leaving as much saliva as he could on his fingers, Tobio rammed two fingers into himself, immediately hitting his prostate. While he did that, his grip around his own neck tightened. Tobio swore he saw stars. His vision was definitely getting darker along the edges but he didn’t care, it felt so good . His head felt light and tears were starting to roll down his cheeks. It took everything in Tobio’s power to stop himself from cumming right then and there.
Obviously, he didn’t want to actually pass out. Not when he was exposed and living alone. So he alternated from loosening his grip and tightening it to match the thrusts of his fingers.
‘So good, baby. You feel so good. Fuck, Tobio. I can see you bouncing on my dick like the beautiful cockslut you are. You’re so fucking deep, baby. So pretty. But I know you can go deeper. Pound yourself with your fingers, baby. You can do it, you can take more.’
Fuck. Fuck . Tobio could barely keep himself together.
“Shou– Master. Master, please. I can’t. I can’t take it. I need you to touch my cock, master. It’s too much, I need it. Shou. Shou… Hngg–! Fuck… Shouyou, please touch me…”
‘I need you to keep pounding yourself just a little bit more, my love. Come on. I promise I’ll take care of you once you reach the edge.’
Tobio was very much at the tip of the fucking edge, thank you very much. He was a whiny and eager wreck. His hair was sticking to his forehead, his face was red and stained with tears, his neck definitely had bruises at that point, his nipples were red and his dick was aching to be touched.
Except, Shouyou sounded like he was finally starting to lose some control. His movements were starting to sound a lot more sloppy and wet. It turned Tobio on, beyond any limit he thought he had. Cursing at the phone, Tobio rammed three fingers into himself relentlessly.
He was crying, yelling and whining all into his empty apartment. The fingers around his neck tightened, making his moans sound more strained than they already were. He could hear himself and how pathetic he sounded. There was no mirror near him but he didn't need to see himself to know that he was the picture definition of a pathetic slut.
‘That’s good, you’re doing such a good job. You must be miserable, baby. Have you been begging and whining for more? You must look so desperate, touching every part of yourself except that cock I love so much. I think you deserve a treat for behaving so well. Go on, To-bi-o. Jerk off for me. Show me how much you want me.’
Finally . Tobio took his fingers out of his ass and wrapped them around the base of his cock. He kept his other hand on his neck because the pressure was giving him a special kind of high that he absolutely needed .
After many long minutes of being on the edge, Tobio started to pump his dick with his fist. Whatever semblance of volume control and sanity he had was gone . His muffled sobs turned into loud and desperate cries for more. The little shame he had left from treating himself like a common whore over a simple voice recording was gone with the way his legs were spread wide open for the world to see and his head was thrown back in pleasure.
His hands were trembling and his grip was too tight but he didn’t care. It felt good . It felt like Shouyou’s rough hands having his way with Tobio’s cock. Rough, hard and sloppy, just the way Tobio likes it.
Tobio was so hard . He can’t remember the last time he was this hard. Maybe he had reached that level of horniness before but was lost in a Shouyou-induced sex haze that he couldnt remember the details. Either way, every movement was sending Tobio over the edge. He couldn’t take it. He was sensitive, overstimulated and so close .
“I’m so close… Master, I need to cum. Ngh– Ah! Master. Shouyou. Baby. Please, I need to cum. Let me cum, master. I’ve been so good, I’ve been really good. I need this, please –”
‘Ngh… Fuck, Tobio. The thought of you pleading and begging me to let you cum is sending me to the edge. I bet you still can’t let yourself cum without my permission. You’re such an obedient whore, baby. I can already see how much of a wreck you are right now. My baby deserves his release, don’t you think? I think he deserves it. Go on, Tobi. Cum for me. And don’t stop moving.’
That was all Tobio needed.
Arching his back further into the couch, Tobio finally let himself go. Ropes and ropes of hot semen spurted out of his cock and onto his couch and the coffee table. His orgasm was so intense that he was sure he blacked out for a moment, too lost in the feeling of overwhelming pleasure.
He let out a muffled scream, throat still constricted by the firm grip he had on his throat.
Tobio was still hard. It was insane. His cock was twitching and his hips were trying to move further and further away from his own fist, but Tobio kept moving. The feeling was intense but Tobio was nothing but an obedient slut for his master.
Risking a glance at his phone screen, Tobio saw that there was still three minutes left of the recording. Assuming that Shouyou ended the recording shortly after he came, Tobio let out a mewl at the idea of having to keep this going for three more minutes when he was already extremely fucking sensitive.
‘Fuck, Tobio. You feel so tight. That was so good, baby. You make me feel so good. Do you think you can cum again? For me?’
No. Fuck, there’s no way. Tobio was a wreck. He was filthy, wrecked and absolutely spent. There was no way Shouyou could squeeze out another orgasm from him.
‘I should rephrase that. I want you to cum for me again. I know, I know. You’re telling me that you can’t take it, that it’s all too much. But I know you, Tobi. I know you can do this. Can you feel it, baby? Can you feel my hand around your cock while my other hand is wrapped around your neck? Do you like the feeling of being completely trapped and pinned underneath me? Twisting and turning with no chance of escape? ‘
Goddamnit, Shouyou was right. Despite everything, Tobio could already feel like a second orgasm building beneath the surface. His entire body was twitching and his cock spasmed with every stroke.
With tears rolling down his cheek, Tobio begged and begged Shouyou to reach his climax. The sooner Shouyou reached his climax, the sooner Tobio could be done with all this. Then again, everything felt too good. He kind of wanted it to go on forever. It was torture, he knew that. Sue him, he had a pain kink and he knew it.
‘I’m so close, baby. Can you hear that? Ah-Ngh… Can you hear what you’re doing to me?’
Oh, Tobio could definitely hear it. He could hear the clear sounds of Shouyou’s wet and sloppy strokes moving faster and faster. He couldn’t help but imagine that the sounds weren’t from Shouyou’s hand jerking off his own dick. Rather, they're from Shouyou ramming him from behind.
Finally letting go of his throat, Tobio used his other hand to shove himself back into his weeping hole. Screaming at the sudden entrance, Tobio worked on thrusting into himself and hitting his prostate at every thrust.
‘I bet you look so full. You always look so pretty whenever you’ve got my cock in you. Fuck, shit. Tobio, you feel amazing. I’m going to cum soon. Cum with me, darling.’
Tobio could hear Shouyou reach his orgasm, his lover’s voice echoing through his empty apartment. During the foreplay and the build up, Shouyou had always managed to maintain some semblance of control over his voice. But whenever Shouyou reached his orgasm, he couldn’t help himself anymore. He always came with a loud and guttural moan that would stir something deep inside Tobio.
Abandoning his weeping cock, Tobio choked himself once again while his fingers continued to ram into his prostate until he came all over himself.
He didn’t need to see Shouyou to know that they were both a filthy mess. Tobio just laid there, riding out the spasms and catching his breath as he slowly got off the sex-induced high he was in. One would say he was leaving his sub space. Judging from the breathy pants coming through the speakers, Shouyou was also coming down from his high.
Weakly turning his head to the side, Tobio saw that there was thirty seconds left to the recording. He was right, Shouyou came near the end of the recording. That meant that fifteen minutes had passed since his orgasm and Shouyou was already cleaned up while Tobio was laying there in a filthy mess.
‘Goddamn. That was really good, Tobi. I haven’t came like that since you left. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. I can’t wait to see you again, I miss you… Stupid Italy. Why’d you have to be nine thousand kilometres away? I should book a flight to visit you soon.
Tobio chuckled at his partner who was slowly switching back to his regular persona. Shouyou was rambling and it was adorable, it made Tobio wish he was right beside the man. Maybe he should look into plane tickets as well.
‘Anyway, it’s late. And you have to go for practice soon, right? Go clean up. I’ll call you when you’re done with practice… Or you can video call me once you’re home and show me what you did to yourself today. Either way, I really need to go. I love you so much, Tobi. I’ll see you soon.’
“I love you too, Shou.”
After wiping his hand on his shorts (he was going to throw it in the wash anyway), Tobio picked up his phone and saw that Shouyou was offline. Definitely asleep. Shouyou could sleep like the dead after they have sex.
Deciding to have things end in a full circle, Tobio raised his arm to snap another selfie of himself. God, he really did look like a sex-crazed fiend. His hair was all over the place and there was sweat and semen covering his body. He could even see the beginning of a bruise start to form around his neck. He’d have to search for the foundation Yachi gave him for Christmas the previous year.
Unlike the first picture, this one didn’t include his dick. But Tobio was sure it was good enough for Shouyou. He sent it with a message then slowly pushed himself up. Tobio did have to go for practice soon and he knew he was in for six hours of hell.
[Messages] Me: [One image attached]
[Messages] Me: You’re such a troublemaker. I love you, I’ll call you soon.