(BL) Mafia Love; He who falls the hardest loses-Chapter 64: Desire (｡♡♡｡)

Haruki was like a kid throwing a tantrum due to being unable to play with his toy. He barely succeeded in sitting up as Haruki pressed his hand against his chest until he was back to his original position.

Desire, that was all Haruki felt like that night in the restroom but this time he wanted to be satisfied and the gaze in his dark eyes was enough information to the doctor whose hand slid up from Haruki’s knees buried in the beddings to his waist.

The fabric of the pajamas feeling like the most unwanted item in their world. Hiroshi’s hands skillfully slide under the pajamas shirt to the smooth warm tight abdomen of the man on his body.

His finger slide over the muscles of Haruki’s abdomen casually going over a few scars before his fingers got to their target. Without hesitation, his fingers pressed on Haruki’s nipples earning a gentle moan from the beautiful man.

Haruki leaned forward against the man and kissed him deeply. His waist formed a sexy curve the doctor’s hands slide over as though offering a reward. He had never felt turned on so fast by anyone in the world.

With just a few actions and responses from Haruki’s he was hard in the pajamas pants. Their lower bodies pressed against each other both of them so hard it felt like a bit of movements and they would both spill their seeds.

"You’re so hard," Hiroshi did not hesitate to tease the man. Desire pent up for how long wanted release after all, the last time they were together, it was all about affection and comfort and they did not get any release.

"Shut up," Haruki warned the man before directly sealing the man’s lips. Heat and desire, clothes has no part to play in the presence of these two and without hesitation, Haruki took the first step to strip the doctor of his shirt then his pajamas pants coming off was not that easy.

Shyness was out of the window, far from their room, far from their presence as both men sought pleasure from each other. It was still Hiroshi’s job to enjoy he does not go over any boundary until Haruki was deeply buried in the pleasure he gave him.

It was so hard to hold back from professing how much he loved the man, how much the man was beautiful, even more enchanting with the pleasure boldly displayed on the most beautiful face he has seen.

Beads of sweat shone on their skin in the warm of the night light. Haruki had wanted to take control but it wasn’t long before the doctor took over. More than control, it was assistance. There was so much more he wanted but the longer the night got, the less he had to the strength to keep going.

Unlike the other times, he was clearheaded, every thrust, every touch, every kiss, caresses, moans and the loudness of their breathing was neither fogged more muffled by pleasure rather it felt heightened. And this only further heightened his pleasure.

He liked the crazed pleasure he saw in the man’s eyes when the man looked at him, it showed that he was not the only losing his mind over how crazily good everything and how much he stupidly wanted more from the man.

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Panting, Haruki looked down at the doctor whose chest went heaved heavily as he reached to mop the sweat covering his forehead.

"Are you tired?" Haruki asked a bored expression covering his beautiful features. It was the third time for both of them as the doctor seemed to absolutely love to release along with Haruki, as though he wanted to match Haruki’s every move in their love making.

Tired? The doctor would have nodded his head if it had to do something else but regardless of what his body wanted, his brain was more than active to continue in Haruki even if the end of cliff leads to death.

He shook his head firmly rubbing against Haruki’s exposed thigh before gripping it and pressing Haruki’s back against the bed.

Haruki shook his head as he stopped the man’s movement. "Stop it." His voice was cold.

The doctor felt his head drop to the pit of his stomach refusing to leave even as Haruki pressed his hand against his wet sticky chest covering in Haruki’s seed.

"No— I can do it one more time," the doctor told Haruki firmly as he looked into his eyes hoping for one more chance.

Haruki met the look of desperation in the doctor’s eyes. He looked like a student pleading to retake a test to prove his competency. He did not want to end this because he was annoyed although he was really a bit annoyed but he wanted to stop because the man was obviously tired.

"You must have had a hard day at work, we can stop it," Haruki told him even more firmly as used even more strength to push the man away from him.

"Work was hard but . . . there is nothing more refreshing than this," the doctor replied. He seemed to be so wrapped up in his emotions at that point as well as the wound to his ego that he did not realize what he had said until he met the cold gaze Haruki gaze him.

"I guess even you too can’t afford a wounded ego," Haruki commented when he noticed the man’s desire to insist disperse.

"I . . ." the doctor began before pressing his lips together. He felt it wasn’t his ego. Haruki was his master and what use was slave who couldn’t save his master? He wanted Haruki satisfied because Haruki’s satisfaction meant his satisfaction.

He tried to maintain a calm expression as he rose from the position pulling away from Haruki. He had become hard enough to continue but Haruki didn’t want him anymore. His thoughts went wild as he tried to rise from the bed.

"We can continue if you want," Haruki voice stopped his movement. Like a kindhearted teacher, he decided to give the student another chance. Hiroshi’s brown eyes brightened.

Haruki liked to see something new about the man who was always wrapped in a calm composure that even Haruki’s bad reputation could not shake.

The man reminded him of a husky. He would have been angrier, disappointed and more than ready to send some else away but it was the doctor and the smile his words brought to the doctor’s face gave him almost as much pleasure as he got from their intimacy.

Just like he would to a husky, he raised his hand and rubbed the man’s hair messing up his already messed up hair but he stopped the man when he tried to kiss him. He pressed the man’s hand lower and just like muscle memory, the man followed his command went lower.

Haruki was not a kindhearted person who gave a second chance as he pressed the man downward. Without mercy, he made a mess of the man’s mouth and before spilling, his grip in the man’s hair tightened pressing him until he could touch the back of the man’s throat.

His grip on the man’s hair tightened before he pulled the man’s head away just in time to spill all over the man’s face. His smile broadened as the man turned away and coughed lightly.

"Do you want a reward for being such a good boy?" Haruki laughed. He was having even more fun than what he felt when they first began.

The doctor met his gaze with his topnotch handsome face in a mess. "Mhh," he responded with a nod.

"How could you ask for one when you’re covered in it?" Haruki’s laughter got louder as his finger wiped a spot on the doctor’s face before bringing to the doctor’s lips.

Hiroshi did not hesitate to part his lips and licked Haruki’s finger. "Take care of that," Haruki ordered pointing at the doctor’s hardened shaft. "I want to watch you do it."

The doctor knelt on the bed with his gaze fixed on Haruki, his hands glided from his abdomen to his chest and he with skillful movements, he caressed the defined muscles of his chest.

His nipples further hardened erectly seeking his attention before he finally touched them squeezing them between his thumb and index finger until a moan escaped his lips.

His grip only tightened until the sensitive buds were red despite his body already blushing red from their earlier entanglement. A hand remained on his chest kneading the well-defined chest muscles and the other slide down to the dripping wet tip of his member.

"Mhh . . .," a deep moan escaped his lips before met Haruki’s gaze as though offering him an invitation one he was certain Haruki was never going to ignore. His hand moved up and down the wet sensual noise filling the room.

Sexy, hot, enticing. Those were the words that filled Haruki’s mind as he watched the man pleasure himself with his brown eyes filled with desire not looking away from him even for second.

Haruki’s lips curved into a small subconscious smile before he stretched his foot towards the man. The doctor noticed his movement and when Haruki’s feet touch the hand moving fast on his shaft, the doctor stopped his movement.

He was so close all Haruki did was just one stimulation greater than the other. The smoothness of Haruki’s feet touched his abdomen and glided down to the doctor’s arousal.

He barely applied pressure finding the man’s moan fascinating when Hiroshi threw his head back with a deep groan and spilled a warm milky release over Haruki’s feet.

That was so hot coming from the man before him but thinking of how aroused the man because of him, Haruki could not hold back a proud smile.

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