read at your own discretion. this is SMUT

NSFW

if you can not handle things like this or if you are young, do not read this.

in my opinion if you are 14 or younger DO NOT READ THIS.

quon had finally gotten the lip piercing he'd always wanted. settled on his bottom lip, he felt unnecessary attention being drawn to it.

"you did it." xhaka said brushing his thumb on his bottom lip. "it's about time, isn't it?" quon said smirking. "it looks good." xhaka agreed.

he cupped quon's face. xhaka knew quon didn't like it when he did that. he felt small and he always blushed. but xhaka loved to do it because quon always brushed his fingertips on his hands. always lightly held them as if that would make them go away. but he never pushed him away.

xhaka pressed his lips against quon's. quon responded quickly, his tongue entering and dancing with his boyfriends. "ah, cmon guys." yugo complained. quon sprang apart from xhaka.

"sorry—" quon started.

xhaka laughed. he wrapped an arm around quon's shoulders. "yugo, you'd do the same if it were ukyo." yugo reddened and crossed his arms. "i wouldn't!" he said.

"you would." ukyo said, stepping out of the shadows. "ukyo!" yugo whined. he just laughed and kissed his cheek. "he is right, though." ukyo said seriously. yugo wrapped his arm around ukyo's waist. "we need to set some ground rules."

xhaka and quon eyed each other. "you don't mean...?" they said in unison.

ukyo nodded. "all PDA? in the confinement of your bedroom."

yugo's eyes widened. "are you sure? surely it can't be that bad."

they all thought about it. with slightly bashful faces they finally agreed to the rule. no matter how unfair it seemed at the time.

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quon slipped into his bedroom. he was immediately pressed against the wall by the red headed male. "ah, wai- mph." he let xhaka lead him to the bed.

to be quite honest, he didn't mind when xhaka got rough with him. it aroused him. already getting hard, xhaka pressed his knee to quon's crotch. quon let out a mewl and flushed after. when they parted he pressed a hand to his mouth.

he wasn't used to being so... vocal about his pleasure. but since it's been a few days since he's kissed xhaka... it just came out.

"are you embarrassed?" xhaka laughed. a quiet laugh. a rare laugh. quon shook his head. "if you're embarrassed, i wonder what you'll be like when you moan my name." he murmured as he left butterfly kisses on his neck. quon flushed, his hand trembling. "will you be embarrassed then?" he went up to his jawline. his hand was working down its way to his clothed member.

quon still had his mouth covered. he was facing the edge of the bed, giving xhaka the perfect angle to keep his lips on his neck. he pulled away and took off his vest. his shirt was then thrown into the corner of the room. xhaka carefully undressed him. soon both were naked.

xhaka knew quon was straight forward. he wasted no time in kissing him. slipping a condom on, he pressed his tip against quon's entrance. he had one hand on quon's chin, and the other on his waist. xhaka entered.

"ah~" quon rested against his shoulder. his hand was gripping his shoulder. xhaka started moving. quon tried his best not to moan but with every thrust he couldn't help it.

xhaka was close. he could feel the warmth in his lower region. sloppy thrusts followed this thought and quon trembled with the newfound strength xhaka was found with.

quon released and xhaka rubbed his member as he released inside him. pulling out, he kissed him again.

they laid next to each other, xhaka's arms wrapped around quon's smaller frame.

the quiet crystal clear moment was shattered by a yell.

"YUGO!"

xhaka and quon looked at each other before bursting into laughter. ukyo was getting his reward for making the 'no PDA' rule.

guys these type of things won't be frequent but i'm trying to get back into the flow of writing.

and this was requested by.. a friend. a year old request.

if you're reading this. sorry.