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Sonny gasped, breathing heavily as he collapsed onto his bed. He felt like he was burning from the inside out, a pit growing in his lower stomach the longer he ignored it.
Why the fuck did Uki bring that flower home?
Each brush of his clothes against his skin is enough to leave him whimpering, the friction quickly becoming almost overwhelming as he tries his hardest to get comfortable.
If he sleeps it off, surely when he wakes up the effects will be gone…right?
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Sonny woke, the bed sheets drenched in sweat and his skin sticky. He glanced over at the clock on his nightstand, hoping hours had passed but only 2 had gone by.
His body felt stiff and as he made to stand up, he felt a stickiness between his legs. A few globs of cum dripped down his thigh and the blonde sighed, his cheeks heating from embarrassment - and maybe something else.
The blonde groaned as he walked over to his dresser to grab a clean pair of boxers.
This is what I get for smelling shit that Uki randomly finds.
As he pulls the underwear up his legs, the waistband brushes against the head of his cock and he bites back a moan. He can feel that pit in his stomach growing again, his mind becoming foggy and needing release.
The bed creaks slightly as he sits at the end, his long fingers wrapping around his cock. The touch alone has him starting to pant, and as he finds a good pace with his strokes he lets out a moan, the noise loud enough to draw attention.
It was not his intention to alert the other person in the house of his presence, especially in this state, but when he hears the heavy footsteps of metal feet and the creaking of his door opening, he looks up and is met with silver eyes.
The man’s eyebrows raise, and he leans against the doorframe.
“So this is what you’ve been up to…I was wondering why you flew into the house all hot and bothered.”
Sonny chuckles, looking down at the mess his precum has made in his hand. He bucks his hips lightly, his cock sliding in his grip with ease.
The cyborg moves away from the door, his mind focusing solely on the lewd sounds coming from the officer. He keeps his eyes on Sonny, watching as he tries to cum after a few more pumps of his cock but it is not enough.
It has not been enough all day and if Sonny does not feel a semblance of relief soon, he may just go insane.
Fulgur stands in front of him, eyes dark. He hears the blonde mumble something, but he is so quiet he has to lean down to hear.
“Do you wanna repeat that for me, baby?”
“Fuuchan, please…I need to be inside you, I can’t-“
Fulgur placed his fingers under the other’s chin, tilting his head up to stare into his violet eyes. His free hand moves to grasp the man’s cock, Sonny’s hand falling to his side.
The cold metal from Fulgur’s hand has him reeling, his self control teetering over the edge. The cyborg chuckled to himself as he ran his thumb over the slit, precum dribbling out.
“Listen to yourself, Sonny…the big and tough VSF officer begging someone to fuck. Did you really think it would be that easy just because that pollen got to you?”
The blonde whimpers as he rocks his hips into Fulgur’s hand, chasing the pleasure as much as he can.
The cold from the cyborg’s metal hands feels like heaven against his cock and he almost cums after a few more thrusts, but the hand lets go suddenly and Sonny is almost in tears.
“Fuu, I need you-“
Fulgur leans in, capturing his lips in a kiss so gentle it has the blonde tipping their bodies onto his bed, his back flush with the sheets.
“You need me to what? Use your words.”
“Can I fuck you? Please?”
Everything is a blur as the cyborg climbs on top of him and crashes their lips together again. The blonde slides his right hand down the man’s waist and hooks a finger around the band of Fulgur’s boxers, tearing them off in seconds.
He feels the other chuckle slightly against his mouth and gently tugs on his bottom lip, as if asking to let him slip his tongue in.
Fulgur leans back after a moment, catching his breath before placing the other’s hand near his entrance. Sonny’s fingers circle over what feels like a jewel, and he gently pulls to take out the buttplug the cyborg had inserted earlier in the day, he assumes.
“Is this…one of Uki’s?” Sonny asks breathily, placing kisses on the side of Fulgur’s face.
“Yeah…after last time he gave it to me…something about how the red jewel suits me better?”
Sonny smiled and pulled the base a little more, earning a small whine from the other as it began to ease out.
“He wasn’t wrong, Fuuchan. Though you can make anything look good.”
The plug comes out with a gentle pop as Fulgur is marking up the blonde’s neck, leaving marks dark enough to bruise along his jaw and his neck mole. He pulls away shortly after, shifting into a better position above the officer so he can take the still leaking cock with ease.
“I’ve never seen you leak this much, Sonny - ah, fuck,” Fulgur starts, as Sonny loses whatever patience he had left and slams into the cyborg’s hole.
The room is filled with the sound of skin slapping as Fulgur moves to ride him, his hips meeting the other’s in perfect rhythm.
The cyborg tilts his head back as Sonny fucks deep into him, nailing onto his prostate and he can feel his eyes water. He reaches out for some sort of support and feels a sweaty hand grasp his hips to keep him in place.
The pit in Sonny’s lower abdomen is reaching its peak as the walls around his cock clench, trying to keep him in as deep as possible.
Fulgur leans down to kiss the blonde, moaning into his mouth at the feeling of his cock dragging so nicely inside him.
Sonny has never fucked this hard in his time with the others, but there is something about the cyborg that makes him want to split him open with his cock.
He watches intently as Fulgur places his head in the crook of his neck, his body rocking back and forth with each thrust.
They are both so close, and it only takes one more deep thrust into the cyborg that has them both finishing, Sonny filling that greedy hole up to the brim with his cum.
He feels the other clench around him as Fulgur sweetly moans, milking his cock for everything it has. Spurts of white coat his stomach, his own spend becoming sticky between them.
The blonde pants as he comes down from the high, squirming from the overstimulation and he moves to gently raise the cyborg but he refuses to shift off of him.
His eyes meet silver and as he goes to speak, he feels his body burning and his cock hardening…again.
He sighs and Fulgur chuckles, bringing a hand up to play with the other’s nipple.
“One more round, buddy? We could ask the others to join when they get back, too. Uki would love to have a piece of you like this.”
Sonny’s cock twitches inside the cyborg, and he quickly flips them over so Fulgur is on his stomach and he is above him, inches away from fucking into the man again.
They will be going all night until the effects wear off, but neither seem to care…and as much as Sonny “hates” the feeling, he does not want it to end.