Haruki almost stopped as a hand caressed his hair, almost, but he continued. Gagging once, he kept his ministrations up. Saliva slid down his chin as he moved, with a pop he took a breath. He didn't notice that Kazuo had untied his other hand until he was being dragged up the hot flesh. Moaning into the kiss, he straddled his husband, threading his fingers through those silver locks.
Fire trailed with Kazuo's other hand and Haruki tensed at first before relaxing with a moan. His mouth never left Kazuo's as the other moved inside of him. He couldn't stop the whimper as another finger joined the first, moving against the object bring such intense feelings. Haruki kissed Kazuo, though it was sloppy as his mind cloud with desire. He let out a sound of protest as the fingers left him feeling empty. He looked down at Kazuo loving the lust that filled his eyes. His heart swelled at the words.
"I love you~!" He whispered against the other's lips. He relaxed his entire body as the tip of Kazuo's cock rubbed against his entrance. He knew it would hurt, didn't expect it to feel could at first, but good lord he hadn't expected such searing pain. He bit his lip to keep the moans of pain silent, unable to stop the whimpers.
He kissed Kazuo back, distracting himself. When the request came to ride him, Haruki rolled his hips forward, moaning at the sensation that went through him. He lifted up until Kazuo's cock was out all except the head and plunged back down. He did this a couple of times slowly before speeding up with a need he couldn't explain. Moaning, he leaned back a little, letting his head fall backwards letting out a cry as liquid heat pooled through him. He knew he had found his prostate and angled so it was hit dead on every time. Groaning, he sped up the pace. A tension grew in him and he had to release it. As the incoherent thought passed through his mind, his body convulsed and he felt like he was flying. He leaned against Kazuo as he dirtied both their stomachs.