#blurbs.

you knew that the idea of a blowjob right now while the rest of the police station was busy sorting thought files was getting him just as excited as it did you.

the fact that the rest of them would be doing boring work while your knees get scraped and heizou had to muffle his cute moans was too enticing.

"are you sure?" now his slacks and boxers were completely off. "from how hard your cock is and the way the precum is glistening already...i'd say you were hoping for this."

it took restrait to only pump his cock with your hand and look up at him with innocent eyes. all you wanted to do was take his cock in your mouth but playing with heizou was too much fun.

he had to bite his bottom lip to keep down a lusty moan and you could see the way beads of sweat were already forming on his forehead.

"j-just hnn~ p-please just suck me off already. someone could come in!"

he was so desperate that he already started begging you. he was so desperate that he couldn't help the jerk his hips up. this man does things to you that you couldn't even imagine.

you had wanted to drag it out more, had wanted to leave soft kisses and kitten licks all over it - but the sight of heizou in his chair with a throbbing dick and his hand covering his mouth was too much.

so, instead of that, your lips were already closing around his tip and the sinful sound he let out when your tongue smeared his precum had your thighs clenching.

you figured that rushing it and making it sloppy would give you an even better time so you took his cock all the way - it was hitting the back of your throat - and your nose was right against his pelvis.

it made you gag and moan around it; some tears were prickling your eyes but it was worth it.

you didn't even have the time to repeat that because heizou was already cumming. it took you by surprise so you swallowed half of his cum while the other half dripped down your chin.

his loads were always big.

but when you looked up you were greeted by such a sweet sight - heizou was panting and his fingers were still in his mouth from the way he had to muffle his moans.

he drives your crazy more and more each passing day.

The first time you two have really rough sex, he keeps you down with your hands above your head and a hand around your throat. You doesn’t apply any pressure, but the fact that he leaves it there, leaning down to whisper filthy things in your ear as he fucks you makes you wonder. 

It happens again when he fucks you doggy style, his hand coming to wrap around your neck to lift you up, your back arched so he can leave a mark on your shoulder. This time, he does apply a little pressure, and you allow him, letting out a moan. He seems to know what he’s doing and you trust him. He doesn’t do much more than that, but there’s an unspoken understanding between the two of you know. 

The third time, it happens, it’s your idea. Or, well, your action. He’s kept his hands on your hips, but you’re grasping his hand and dragging it up to your neck. He slows his movements, and just stares at you for a moment. “You want it?” He asks you and you give him a sly smile.

“Only because it’s obvious that you do.” 

He’s watching you, and then he slowly applies pressure to your neck, making sure that he’s not hurting you. You give a nod, and he’s going a little harder, picking up his pace in his thrusting. It’s enough to make your head spin and in no time he’s given you a mind blowing orgasm. 

You guys don’t do it often, only bringing it out when the sex gets dirty or naughty, but he seems to enjoy having a hand around your neck, even if he’s not actively choking you.

And it’s your idea to try it with him, riding him as you rest a hand on his neck. He doesn’t even have to say anything, the way he grips your hips and lets out a filthy moan makes it known that he’s more than okay with the thought of you choking him. 

about

grew up with family that left him behind until he learned how to leave too / was still a kid when they moved to the city / was the kid that was friendly but no one really knew / moved across the country in an attempt at escapism after high school / it ultimately accumulated to years of guilt and loneliness / learned that ghosts don’t leave simply because you pick up your roots / settled back in nyc because there’s something comforting in change / has been making an attempt at reaching out and opening up

snapshot

shadows that linger after the lights are off / closed fists and heavy sighs / muted light colours / the smell of green tea in the morning / receding tides and chasing waves /  large sweaters / unanswered texts / star-filled skies

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