love, i can't ignore you, do anything for you!!

“Ready?”

“Mhm.”

Ango sucked in a breath, trying to stop his clammy hands from shaking as they held Oda’s hips. His eyes met Oda’s, who gave a reassuring nod. His eyes trailed down to Oda’s neck, specifically admiring the new red marks scattered across the redhead’s skin that would surely bruise into proper hickeys by morning. A shiver of arousal went through him, encouraging him to finally ease his cock into Oda.

“O-Oh shit–” Ango’s hand shot up to cover his own mouth, muffling his moan as Oda’s tight heat squeezed around his cock. When his hips were flush to the back of Oda’s thighs, his hand slowly returned to the other man’s hip and he lowered himself to bury his face in Oda’s neck, “Fuck… Odasaku…” Oda’s arms wrapped around him in a firm hold, keeping their chests pressed together as he breathed deeply. Ango lifted his head to look at Oda’s expression; his eyes were closed and his lips were parted. It didn’t look like it hurt, at least. “Are… Are you alright?”

“Feels good,” Oda opened his eyes to look at Ango, “I like it.”

Ango let out a breathy laugh as his heart fluttered, “You’re going to be the death of me, being so blunt…” He leaned down for a slow, deep kiss, swallowing the soft groan that escaped Oda as he rolled his hips. Ango knew he wasn’t going to last long, not with how heavenly Oda felt around his dick, but he was determined to make Oda cum first. He adjusted his hold on Oda’s hips, trying to keep them steady as he angled his thrusts in different ways until Oda broke their kiss with a sharp breath. “There?”

“There.”

Oda’s hold on Ango loosened, allowing him to sit up and get a better look at his lover as his thrusts steadily grew more confident. Usually, Ango couldn’t pay much attention to Oda’s reactions– not when the man was fucking him like a damn animal in heat– but now he could take note of how Oda’s blush ran all the way down his neck and the way his brows furrowed just a bit with every soft moan that escaped him. It was the most amazing thing Ango ever had the pleasure of seeing and resulted in him thrusting harder, trying to draw out more noises from his lover without even thinking about it.

“Fuck…” Oda cussed under his breath as Ango’s hand wrapped around his cock. Ango felt his mouth go dry as he swiped his thumb over Oda’s tip, collecting the precum leaking out of him. Maybe next time they could try for multiple orgasms, Oda never said no when Ango offered to suck his cock. For now, though, he focused on the task at hand.

At this point, Ango knew exactly how to stroke Oda’s erection to draw out more quiet swears and groans from the man below him. Every noise was like fuel to the fire in Ango’s gut, he almost felt powerful having Oda sweaty and flushed below him. He leaned down to pepper kisses across Oda’s neck and jaw, “Odasaku…” He spoke against his skin, “You have no idea how amazing you look right now,” He pressed their foreheads together and pressed a brief kiss to Oda’s parted lips, “I love you so much.”

“I–” Oda’s response was cut off by a deep groan escaping him. His hand cupped the back of Ango’s neck to pull him down for a proper kiss and he let out another moan, his cock twitching in Ango’s hand as ropes of cum shot out and covered both of their stomachs.

Feeling Oda tighten around him made Ango cum with him almost instantly, his thrusts becoming sloppy and stuttered before coming to a stop. His hand continued slowly stroking Oda’s cock, coaxing out every drop of cum it had to offer until he felt Oda relax under him. Their kiss broke as Ango’s head fell to rest on Oda’s shoulder, allowing them to catch their breath and try to unscramble their brains.

“We– We should do this more often…” Oda managed to pant out as he ran a hand through his sweaty hair. Ango raised his head to look at him with wide eyes.

“Re-Really?”

“If you don’t mind…”

“Are you crazy?” Ango sat up, “Why would I mind?”

Oda looked up at him with widened eyes for a moment before his expression went back to being neutral, “Oh, so you enjoyed yourself too? That’s good…” He looked almost embarrassed as he looked off to the side, “I couldn’t really focus that much, so I couldn’t tell…”

Ango let out a sigh and cupped Oda’s cheek, “That’s good, you selfless idiot, this was so I could focus on you for once.”

“I know, but–”

“No buts!” Ango quickly shut him down before giving him a quick kiss, “I love you, Odasaku. I like taking care of you too, so let me…”

Oda visibly softened, a hint of a smile on his face as he let out a soft sigh, “Okay,” He leaned into Ango’s hand, “I love you too.”

“Glad we reached an agreement. Let’s go get cleaned up now, I’m starting to feel gross…”

“...Can I still wash your hair for you?”

Ango rolled his eyes with an affectionate sigh, “Fine. Only if I get to do yours too, though.”

“O-Odasaku…” Ango’s voice shook as the redhead pressed a kiss to his neck. Despite the hint of protest in his tone, Ango’s head tilted to give Oda more room to access his throat.

“Shh,” Oda shushed gently, “Just relax.” He continued a slow trail of kisses down Ango’s neck as his hands reached around to unbutton his shirt. Oda paused when Ango’s hands came up to weakly grab at his wrists.

“I still have work to do, Odasaku,” Ango sighed, turning his head to look at his lover. Oda looked right back at him, observing his tired face. Bags forming under his droopy eyes, his thin brows weakly furrowed as if just that little bit of tension used too much energy that Ango did not have. Oda’s expression didn’t change much, but his disappointment was clear as he rested his chin on Ango’s shoulder.

“You work too much, Ango. Let me take care of you,” He titled his head slightly, “Please?”

Now, Oda didn’t do puppy eyes– that was Dazai’s thing– but there was something in his expression that made Ango feel weak. Like a little bit of extra shine of hope in his eyes that made the stoic man look cute. Ango stared at him for a while, trying to stay strong, but it wasn’t long before he sighed and let himself fall limp in Oda’s arms, pressing his back against the older man’s chest.

“Okay… fine, I’ll relax…”

Oda let out a pleased hum as he kissed Ango’s neck again, “Good…” He pressed another kiss to Ango’s jawline, then the tip of his ear, “Good boy,” He mumbled against his skin. Ango’s breath hitched.

Next thing he knew, Oda had carried him to bed and placed him in his lap, continuing to let Ango lean back against him. He ran his fingertips down Ango’s pale torso once the last button of his shirt was undone, making Ango shiver slightly. “Beautiful,” Oda said with genuine admiration in his voice.

“St-Stop…” Ango managed to stutter out. It felt like his face was burning, all the way to the tip of his ears. His eyes squeezed shut as Oda’s fingers snuck under the waistbands of his pants and underwear.

“Stop what?” Oda asked innocently as his fingers brushed against the base of Ango’s slowly hardening cock, “I don’t compliment you as often as I should…” His free hand opened up Ango’s pants, pushing them down just enough for him to slip out his lover’s growing erection. Ango couldn’t help the soft sigh of pleasure that escaped him as Oda stroked him slowly, tensing for just a moment before relaxing further into him.

“Perfect,” Oda whispered against Ango’s shoulder, “You’re being so wonderful for me.”

“You’re the one doing all the work,” Ango grumbled, though he still felt warmth pool in his stomach from the praise.

“I know how hard it is for you to relax sometimes,” Oda nuzzled against his neck, “I appreciate you doing this for me, such a good boy for me.”

Ango let out a shaky moan, his head falling back. Obviously, Oda knew exactly what he was doing. It was a bit embarrassing being so… easy, but Ango found himself wanting Oda to continue. Oda’s calloused hand slowly stroking his cock and paying attention to all of his most sensitive spots paired with his naturally husky voice mumbling praises against Ango’s skin had the younger man feeling warm all over.

If he wasn’t so exhausted, Ango probably would’ve felt more embarrassed by how quickly he found himself edging towards orgasm. He let out a soft whimper as his hips twitched upwards, “Odasaku…” Odasaku didn’t respond outside of an acknowledging hum and his hand speeding up. Ango let out quiet gasps and moans, squirming in his lover’s lap. “Ah… ah… Do-Don’t stop, please…”

“I’m not going to,” Oda promised. One hand stroked the base of Ango’s cock while the other focused on the head, his thumb rubbing the slit leaking precum. “You’ve been so good, this is your reward. Cum, Ango.”

Ango let out a sharp gasp followed by a shuddering moan as his orgasm crashed over him. His head fell back onto Oda’s shoulder while his hips raised to thrust into the hands milking his cock. His cum came out in small spurts, mainly landing on Oda’s hands and his lower stomach. Once it had started to die down, Ango went limp. It seemed like the very last bit of his energy had been used because he felt himself drifting off to sleep almost immediately. He could barely register Oda moving to fully remove his clothes.

He managed to work up enough strength to grab Oda’s wrist before he walked off to presumably throw Ango’s clothes into the hamper, “Wait… you didn’t get to…”

“Don’t worry about me,” Oda assured, bending down to kiss Ango’s forehead, “This was all for you. Rest, Ango. Let me handle everything. That will make me happy.”

Ango didn’t have it in him to argue. Instead, he cupped the back of Oda’s head and pulled him down further for a passionate kiss that only lasted for a few seconds, “...Thank you.” Was all Ango could get out before he finally gave into his exhaustion.

80% of the time, sex between them is very slow and soft because Oda just wants to make Ango feel loved and cared for. Often it's used to help Ango wind down and have a peaceful sleep.

But the other 20% is when Ango is stressed and frustrated with work. Mentally, he's exhausted and hardly feels any embarrassment when he tells Oda "I need you to fuck me so hard I can't think."

Oda is a total service top, he rarely cares about his own release and fully focuses on making Ango feel good

Ango feels bad about it sometimes, but Oda always tries to assure him that seeing him satisfied is enough. He doesn't want to give Ango another thing to stress over.

Ango later figures out that while Oda tends to reject "Please let me take care of you too oh my god please think about yourself for once," He does respond very well to Ango looking up at him all flushed post-orgasm and telling him to "Please use me until you're satisfied."

Neither of them were very sexually experienced before each other, so they discover a lot about themselves together

A list of things they discovered they're really into includes:

Oda sucking Ango off under his desk while he's working

Oda cumming on Ango (Oda is particularly fond of cumming on Ango's glasses, but rarely does it as Ango complains about how much of a pain it is to clean)

Overstimulation

Facefucking (Oda fucking Ango's face)

Ango's glasses in general (Oda likes seeing them fogged up, skewed on Ango's face, etc.)

Oda's also a big fan of getting Ango hot and bothered before really getting into it. Fingertips barely brushing against his skin, whispering sweet nothings in his ear, little things that get Ango red in the face and squirming.