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Geno observed the bathroom door a bit impatient and anxious, his boyfriend-I mean husband! Was in there for almost an hour, there was no sense at all in wearing lingerie and getting all dressed up so that at the end of the night everything would be torn off, smudged, wet and dirty at the end of the night, and more than that what annoyed him most was the frustration, Maybe a bit of anxiety longing to consummate the union, it's not like he hadn't felt sexual relations before, but they weren't rabbits either (yet!! hahaha), they didn't do it frequently, it usually happened in a casual way, and without penetration, the idea that they would get married one day was already discussed after the 2-year anniversary of dating, so the idea of waiting before actually losing their virginity was a bit fetichistic on geno's part and maybe reaper's too, don't take them wrong, they aren't conservative much less Saints, but the idea of becoming one while staining the hotel covers with virgin blood, was really tempting for geno, who was receiving a bad influence From his husband, who made him read "erotic literature", not only that, but also the discussion about sexuality, fetishes and fantasies that they had frequently, the two had a very romanticized view of how sex would be, and had already said it so many times that they weren't even that embarrassed anymore to say the embarrassing names "vagina" "penis" "clitoris" etc.
-Having this brief context, you must understand that I will try to be graphic, This is just a test as a writer!-
Geno drinks a bit of wine while waiting on the bed, had already removed the tight suit and was wearing a more casual clothing, by that I mean he was wearing an underwear tight in "specific" points, that he ended up getting from his brother-in-law at his bachelor party, logically he complained about this present, but as his husband seemed to be pleased with the attire, he also ended up fixing himself up a little bit for this honeymoon, the couple was curious.
Mainly when it came to erotic literature, you know?: gags, aphrodisiacs, RPG, masochism
But for that honeymoon, they wanted something quieter, it would be their first time, and both opted just for lubricant, wine and music, just hearing the bathroom door unlock already drove Geno crazy, when that door opened and he saw that little body, he simply froze for a few minutes, analyzed from top to bottom.
Observing, in an attentive way how the clothes shaped that little body, it was a short transparent dress, with a lingerie underneath, the view was cute and unusual, still he couldn't not find it funny and fun, seeing his husband, a man, dressed in such a delicate way, he could already see himself sliding his hands under that dress of thin fabric, the view left him dazed while observing the figure approaching, they look at each other and smile at one another, Reaper climbs a bit of the bed, letting himself get embarrassed, the two stay observing each other extremely silly, while they get used to the idea, their bodies get closer and seek the affection and contact already established between them.
"you look so cute love..." He gave a little giggle while pulling the hem of the dress down feeling a bit embarrassed, reaper looks at him with a cocky smile capable of making geno warm up, geno while getting lost in his husband's empty eyes was able to feel a soft palm lightly squeezing his chest while going down his abdomen, he kept getting lost in those eyes that seemed to suck his soul, his eyes narrowed slightly while he raised himself slightly to bring his face closer and kiss reaper, their lips touch lightly but the kiss doesn't happen, instead both of their breath was being muffled, while the cold hands went under the underwear and lightly squeezed geno's hands, who with all patience just sighed and held one of his husband's wrists "what is it...? hm? I'm just doing my~" he smiled with a bit of mockery squeezing the balls with a bit of force, geno just sighed keeping himself steady and balanced
"you're a greedy one..." A bit hypnotized by his husband's eyes he started to climb on top while positioning himself between his legs, reaper looked at him with a lost face while his face warmed up for the first time that night, his lips twist into a smile, that escaped his control in a natural contraction, that wasn't erotic, it was cute and hypnotizing, even if it wasn't erotic he couldn't help but feel extremely aroused and provoked by that almost childish smile.
Came out of the trance a bit when he felt reaper's hand pull the skin of his penis down a bit, exposing the head, even if it had already stretched enough, reaper forces it down a bit more and tries to put his other hand in the underwear, geno feels annoyed by the disobedience and suddenly throws a punch at his husband's rib with no remorse
"Agh-!!" He let out his breath and then sighed, taking his hand off the genital, he curled up looking at his husband, his face flushed while tearing up slightly, he breathes a bit heavy while turning slightly to the side rolling his eyes, all that drama made Geno almost feel bad, at the same time he had the desire to see him cry, he pulls reaper's waist a bit who ends up turning his back, forcing his penis on the perineum, swallowing dry, geno forces himself slightly while trying to pull the panties to the side, reaper pushes him with a loose smile, geno's arms embrace his torso, while the reaper tries to hit him somehow, starting a desperate fight between what seemed to be two dogs in heat
Geno held on with need and dependency, rubbing himself and trying to grab his husband's restless legs with his own, reaper was panting and struggling to break free from his husband, trying even to escape from the bed while geno struggled to force him against the bed, it was like a fight for dominance, and just seeing his husband so needy and rude, makes reaper feel as if he was going to have an orgasm just from the idea, he liked how he was being rude, at the same time he didn't want to satisfy him so soon.
Geno threw himself and weighed down on his husband while grabbing his hands, holding onto him with such abstinence that it was almost as if he wouldn't take no for an answer, reaper felt his body sweaty with all the effort and raved with his own fantasies, while feeling his wet area press against the fabric of geno's underwear
softening his body suddenly deciding to be submissive, allowing himself to be dominated, geno remained rubbing himself as he calmed down upon seeing there was no more resistance, he sighed and grabbed his husband's cheeks making him turn slightly so they could tongue kiss, reaper resisted and geno didn't take it well, squeezing his neck in a rough way as a punishment, when finally reaper ends up giving in, geno forces his body even more against the bed while biting and pulling desperately his husband's lips, taking advantage of geno's distraction trying to pull down the tight underwear, reaper finding himself faced with the difficulty and being forced to pull away slightly so he could lower it with both hands
The perfect moment for reaper's escape
who got up right at that moment with a laugh sounding like a mischievous child.
Geno even tried to grab onto his husband once more, but he wasn't fast enough, geno seemed confused, disappointed, and even felt attracted, but didn't lose time and immediately dragged himself out of the bed, reaper laughed while escaping from his husband, hiding behind the table starting a chase that was silly to say the least, while reaper seemed relaxed geno was really giving in, his heart accelerated, for him we can say that: it was like a hungry wolf running after a rabbit.
Geno tired of that stupid chase around the table, ran around it until he was at the kitchen entrance, and simply threw himself over the table, fell grabbing reaper by the hands, the two enter a fight similar to a tug of war, and geno giving no way out trapped his husband by the wrist and pinned him against the table, geno had a heavy breathing and a determined look
Reaper looked at him with wide eyes but soon went back to laughing upon remembering the ridiculous scene: geno running after him sweaty, extremely irritated and with the underwear trapping his legs, he was basically running like a penguin, and that immensely gladdened reaper.
Geno hearing the laughter felt annoyed and humiliated, thinking seriously about why he agreed to get married, he recovered his breath while finishing taking off the underwear carefully so as not to let his skittish husband escape, reaper was also breathing heavily and watching, he once again begins to resist, not wanting to end the game now
Geno and Reaper fought desperately, both defending their own desires above the other's, Geno wanting nothing more than to fuck and come inside Reaper, while Reaper wanted more playing around and struggles for dominance. Reaper was aroused and loved this feeling of need, unlike Geno who was desperate and would rub his balls on Reaper's shin like a dog, just to satisfy that withdrawal from pleasure and physical contact.
Reaper seeing his "pet husband" look so thirsty, saw that he needed to calm him down somehow.
For you see: you being the person on "top" doesn't necessarily mean that you are the one who should take any kind of initiative. Geno was a needy clingy type, the kind who would drink water from a bowl like a dog, not just out of obedience or a fetish, but also to make sure he would get praised, well, he could also disobey just to get a few "punishments" What I mean with all this is that Geno is a trained dog being disobedient, and he wouldn't be rewarded for his behavior.
Reaper getting stressed by the insistence, immediately ran his hand down the abdomen and squeezed his husband's balls hard enough to hurt at least a little bit. Geno right then rolled his eyes like a good masochist, fell to his knees with his face hot and reddish, a awkward and comfortable silence settled in the kitchen.
Reaper, still leaning on the table, just smiled and gestured to his husband with his finger, opening his legs and pulling the shifted panties even further to the side. Geno approached crawling on his knees in a slightly desperate way, pushing his thighs while lightly touching his nose and taking a sniff, before diving right in like the needy one he is.
Reaper just sighed and lay down on the table, thinking about how he had an obedient little dog. He enjoyed the sensation for a bit, even closing his eyes, trying in his heart to decide what his next game would be
maybe he wanted to be chased, forced, or fucked through every damn corner of that place. His fantasies left him so distracted in the darkness of his closed eyes that the only thing that brought him back to reality was a sudden and rough penetration.
"Agh~~!!!"
He screamed and even tried to get up before being pushed hard against the table. He struggled against it, but Geno just smiled, dedicated to holding him there.
Geno pushed him up and leaned on the table with his knee, forcing the penetration even further with his weight on top, Reaper groaned unable to hold back, unable to digest the penetration and the rupture of his virginity, his body contorted and was more and more forced and violated against the table, receiving a few rough squeezes against the wood, it was pleasurable, but he also couldn't help but feel frustrated by the disobedience.
Deep down that was better than any fantasy.
Reaper, weakened, began to cry, his body hot and sweaty fighting without strength, maybe he didn't even want to get out of that situation, Geno really was a madman, aggressive and reckless when he wanted to be, even if his main fetish was masochism, sometimes Geno resembled a sadist more, especially when it came to his husband, almost as if he liked and felt pleasure in seeing him weakened, crying, and vulnerable.
Reaper guided his eyes to the penetration, seeing a bit of blood in that fucked up scene.
Reaper sighed and just gave in, allowing the penetration to continue. He avoided looking at the scene; without a doubt, "erotic literature" was completely different from something visual and explicit. He could see his lips stretching to adapt to the size, and that made him feel a bit humiliated.
Geno, on the other hand, relished the scene and intensely wished he had his phone. He had already recorded some sex scenes other times, but that was better than any footage he had made up to that point. The idea of hurting his husband in a way he liked: proof of this is that, even being visibly stronger than Geno, the bottom submitted to that humiliation in the name of pleasure.
"Pff... Looks like you're not the only greedy one...", he said between saliva and aggressive desire. "You're swallowing me whole... I could fit all the way to the balls in here."
Reaper looked at him with a face of disgust and arousal. Geno was supposed to be the cute, obedient, and slightly tsundere husband, but on that occasion the pervert was no longer Reaper. Really, it seemed that he had led that little angel down the wrong path.
Reaper was weak, being submissive for the first time; he really wasn't as ready as he thought he was. His little face wet from his own tears and hot from the desperate sexual activity itself made his surrender evident. He swallowed hard and then looked at his husband with distant eyes and a new fragility.
"G-Geno...", he called out with a tearful voice.
Geno faltered, his movements becoming slow and his gaze filled with attention. Reaper looked so cute that Geno could feel an impending orgasm. Reaper smiled gently, not returning his husband's brutality and, at least in that first encounter, accepting his role. His hands held onto Geno's neck softly as he was lifted by him, letting out a gratifying groan, with those half-closed eyes.
Geno turned toward the nearest wall and leaned him against it.
The contact of his warm back with the cold wall makes Reaper shiver with a sigh. The tense and sadistic mood had been replaced by firm, hard thrusts that made his stomach turn; he felt a strange urge to pee, probably because Geno was pressing against his bladder. It was uncomfortable, and his expression definitely gave that away.
"Does it hurt here...?", Geno asked, squeezing himself against the spot, a bit curious as he observed his partner's heavy sigh.
"I think you're pressing my bladder....", Reaper murmured, tearing up and avoiding eye contact, while taking his hands off his husband's shoulders to lean against the wall, trying to get some stability.
Geno just murmurs quietly and tries to adjust the angle of the thrusts. The mood gets a bit less tense while Geno feels like he's adjusting the temperature of a shower: if he raised the angle too much, he got an uncomfortable expression; if he lowered it too much, it wouldn't satisfy his husband. He felt tired and, as much as he just wanted to come and fill that entrance with semen to the brim, he also felt the responsibility to satisfy Reaper that night.
"Hold on," he said, already taking his husband off the wall and feeling the weight of his body on his shoulders.
Reaper kept a certain uncomfortable distance between the two of them, keeping his arms stretched out instead of hugging him like he had done before. That was unacceptable to Geno, but the reluctance was easily resolved after he pretended he was going to drop him.
After having his neck wrapped by his husband's arms, Geno smiled and finally continued his walk toward the carpet in front of the bed.
Reaper, flushed and awkward, could only watch as he was left on the carpet. Geno hadn't, even for a second, forgotten about his phone, which was why he reappeared with a smile holding the device in his hands. Reaper looked at him with an expression that said "oh, yeah, right". Geno smiled radiantly while positioning the phone in a good direction and at a good angle, so that Reaper could see himself through the screen.
And now, yes, the act could continue.
"Don't you want to hire a cameraman too...?", Reaper murmured, sounding amused by the idea of having a voyeur. But Geno seemed uncomfortable with the suggestion, and that subject died right there in a slightly embarrassing way.
Despite that, they didn't lose the rhythm. Geno picked him up on his lap; Reaper felt Geno's abdomen against his back while being able to see his own legs being spread through the phone screen. He got a bit nervous watching how he hadn't been penetrated yet that time.
Geno rests his head on his shoulder, sniffing softly a few times before actually starting. He gives a few wet kisses and hickeys; Reaper just closes his eyes and tries to get back into the mood. The hands move up and down his abdomen and belly; he is extremely skinny, but Geno pulls and squeezes his body anyway until he finds a slightly more sensitive spot. Reaper just resigns himself, feeling his arousal increase as the wandering hands run under his dress. Little by little, the fabric is removed. Geno sighs, throwing the dress aside while hugging his husband, pinning his arms and leaving hickeys on his back. Reaper gradually lowers his guard and lets cute moans slip out.
Geno laughs softly at his husband's cuteness. When he notices he's starting to get tame, he smiles and encourages his partner to lie on top of him. Geno massages his chest, shoulders, and thighs, warming up his husband's adorable body with his hands, setting his own pleasure aside momentarily, but without coming anywhere close to losing his arousal. Having his husband in his arms, squirming and letting out little moans of pleasure, was what turned him on the most.
But of course it wouldn't stay so gentle. Reaper was feeling calm and even sleepy with all that preparation, as if Geno were prepping meat, massaging and seasoning it. He was at such peace, feeling those touches on his nipples and the inner part of his thighs, when suddenly, he gets slapped.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS-??!!!!", he sounded so confused and outraged that he didn't even stutter. Mind you, the problem wasn't the slap, but where he had hit. He was embarrassed, and when he saw the phone in his field of vision, it only made things worse. Geno smiled, amused by the scene and by his husband's humiliation; this was so cruel on Geno's part, and they hadn't even started yet.
Reaper held his husband's hands trying to stop the slaps to his vulva, but he was trembling so much that he couldn't stop him, no matter how much stronger he was. It was one slap after another, increasingly aggressive. Geno bit his lips and held his husband tightly while assaulting him; Reaper squirmed and trembled, losing himself in the pain and the noise the impact made.
Reaper, in a needy desperation, clung to his husband's arm. He closed his legs and began to rub himself like a needy puppy, moaning and crying in despair. Geno was somewhat surprised and impacted, even feeling a duty to satisfy that greed. He himself rubbed his hand over the sensitive and battered area, getting even more aroused when he heard that little moan, followed by the physical spasms.
It was all so intense. Reaper cried, feeling his pussy hot and his body tense, probably tired and believing himself incapable of taking any more. However, Geno was there, rock hard and even more turned on after the masturbation. He still wanted to fill that pussy, and a tired little body wasn't going to stop him.
Reaper looked tired and needy, but ended up falling over when Geno pushed him aside to grab the phone. Still sensitive from the orgasm, he let out a few sobs. Geno looked at him without understanding so much vulnerability, but being a bit selfish, decided to ignore it. Horny was speaking louder than reason.
Holding the phone, Geno positioned himself between his husband's legs. He smiled as he took pictures of the reddened and swollen pussy. He didn't seem in the least bit tired of humiliating his partner, so he started recording the scene.
"Are you tired, baby...? Can't handle it, huh...? Poor little baby of mine."
Reaper cried a bit, closing his legs.
"Open up," Geno said seriously, as the other became even more sensitive.
"S-Stop...", Reaper begged, looking annoyed as he wiped his tears.
"I'm going to hit you again."
Reaper pouted and opened his legs very shyly, watching Geno get happy again as he recorded that scene of his own husband.
"Poor thing, are you hurt?", Geno laughed, holding his own dick and slapping it against the vulva. He gave a few hard thumps before finally shoving the whole thing inside, making his husband feel his stomach turn.
Reaper moaned and opened his legs, feeling his small body give in to the penetration. Geno pressed himself down on top of him, squeezing his sensitive vulva; it seemed as if everything that man was doing that day was to provoke him. It hurt at the same time his arousal returned at full force; his insides were forced open just like his legs under that weight. His joints ached, yet he still clung on and cried.
Geno couldn't help but find that little face adorable, his adorable, tight, and wet "master." He wanted to turn him inside out. He anchored himself over the weakened body, pushing hard against the floor and forcing deep to draw out lustful reactions. He mounted him and slowly turned his husband onto his back, fantasizing about how many times he could cum inside that little body. Reaper, still crying, clung to his husband, for even in that brutal scenario, he was his safe haven. But as both of their orgasms drew closer, the more animalistic they both became.
Reaper scratched and Geno pried open, both frantically struggling to maintain contact. Reaper's body was pounded against the floor and he gasped for air, already so worn out and sore, both in his joints and his intimate areas.
Then, turning slightly to the side, Reaper opened his legs and was forced against the floor once more, splitting into a stretch that hurt and satisfied at the same time, leading both of them to cum.
Reaper seemed semi-conscious, blue pupils rolled back and his body twitching in unpleasant spasms, remnants of the brutal scene. Geno was melting from exhaustion, but there was also a trace of concern.
After both recovered from the orgasm, not even Geno could stand, much less Reaper.
Aftercare!
Reaper rested in his husband's arms as the sponge passed over his body. The warm water bath in the hotel tub was the height of luxury for those two, and now that they had finally consummated the marriage! All that was left was to play with the super luxurious things in that hotel, a luxury they would never have again in their poor lives hahaha
Geno kept taking care of his tired boyfriend, even helping him clean out the semen heh~
Geno was amazing, Reaper could barely believe his husband would be so good in bed, he was obsessed with this man <3