Of course, anon! I had actually started to write a little something about this in another fic I have in the drafts, so this was a great opportunity for me to expand on it a bit more! (˵ •̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧

I'm sorry if this isn't the best - I'm not super used to writing oneshots and I wrote this in between a car ride to a concert and the time I spent at home after the concert, which means that I was a bit dazed while writing it, especially because I'm under the weather. I hope you enjoy it regardless!

Je Helemaal Opeten

WC: 476

WARNINGS: Smut, RPF

TAGS: Joost x Parsa / Dom/Sub Dynamics / Bottom!Joost / Ass Eating / Oral Sex / Enthusiastic Sex / Whining / Cumming Untouched (Mutual) / Overstimulation

Parsa licked his lips at the sight of Joost in front of him, his ass perched up in front of him while he took the time to sit and stare, rubbing his sensitive skin and spreading him open before diving his tongue into his tight hole.

It felt almost impossible for Parsa to just take Joost in - he had to be in him in any way possible. It was rare that Joost ever got a break from him when they were together, and he laid obediently with his head against the pillow, his pale cheeks flushing a pale pink while he bit his lip to mask the sounds he was making, needy whimpers occasionally escaping his lips whenever Parsa hit a spot that was just right for him.

The sensation never got any less overwhelming, Parsa's hot tongue gliding against and inside of him while he practically squealed under him, his hips involuntarily bucking forward into the mattress while Parsa used his strong arms to pin him down, keeping him in place while he buried his face shamelessly into his ass. He could never get enough of him - and Joost could never get enough of the way he made him feel.

"Verdomme… Parsa. Verdomme." Joost whined, his voice cracking while Parsa continued to eat him out in the way he knew drove him crazy. Joost's head was spinning with the sensation, his cock throbbing while he got closer and closer to his release - completely untouched apart from the feeling of Parsa's tongue inside of his ass.

Hearing Joost coming undone like this was more than enough to make Parsa ache, his thick cock leaking beads of precum onto the mattress while he worked Joost over, listening to him whimper and plead while he continued to eat him out, not stopping for even a second of air until Joost was a mess in front of him.

It didn't take long for Joost to reach that point - his cheeks going from a pale blush to a beet red while he sputtered, his breathing sharp and jagged while he shook in Parsa's grasp. The sensation of Joost unraveling from just his tongue was what pushed Parsa over, too.

He groaned against Joost's sensitive entrance, lapping at him while Joost whimpered and squirmed, the overstimulation making his heart pound while he rolled himself out of Parsa's tight grasp, turning over to curl into him and catch his breath.