Your Name

45| "You are my precious War."

╰┈➤𝐘𝐈𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐕*ೃ༄

In the midst of the shower's warmth and steam, War's breathy whisper filled the air around us. "P'Yin..." He exhaled and in response, I pressed him harder against the shower wall, a desperate desire to feel him closer, aching for the intimate connection between us as my cock fully inside him.

"I love you so much," I whispered into his ear. He pressed his mouth to my shoulder, muffling the little whimpers escaping his lips.

His arms wrapped tightly under my shoulders, digging into my back. I tilted my head, pressing my forehead against him, my eyes scanning the entirety of his face. The bright smile on his lips, his wet hair and the droplets racing down his cheeks, all of it painted a picture of sheer beauty that left me in awe.

"You are stunning," I breathed out in admiration. "So fucking pretty and all mine," I vocalized my thoughts, the sense of possessiveness tinged with genuine affection.

A blush rose to War's cheeks, a reaction I couldn't help but find endearing. "Stop that, P'Yin," he protested and I responded by pressing my forehead against him even harder, determined to make him keep looking at me.

"You are, do you hear me?" I spoke up. "You are everything, so beautiful and absolutely amazing in every way. I'm so lucky to have you," I affirmed and his face deepened in its reddened hue before he nodded slowly.

"I...I love P'Yin," he mumbled shyly and a smirk played on my lips before I captured him in a kiss. The words were repeated back, a declaration echoed through the intertwining of our tongues, the sensation consuming me.

With a thrust of my hips, I ground against him and a moan escaped his mouth, the vibrations resonating through my body. Every part of him pressed against me felt like a craving I never wanted to satiate. If it were possible, I would glue him to my side, ensuring that the moment never ended.

Pulling away from the kiss, I watched his chest rise and fall quickly, both of us breathless from our shared intimacy. Shifting my hips back, I slammed into him again, the urgency building as we edged closer to our climax.

"Ahhh, P'Yinn! Ughh-ahhh! Ahhh!"

"Fuck, baby," I moaned, feeling him clench around me, momentarily stilling my movements. "Fuck, just like that, War," I panted, his actions making my hand smack against the shower wall, pleasure overwhelming me in the best way possible.

I resumed my movements, driving my hips faster, my half-lidded eyes locked onto him. His lips formed a pout, wet and swollen like mine, his eyes squeezed shut as I delved deep inside him. His nails bit into my skin, a sign of the intensity building within him.

"G-God, right there," he whined, dropping his head into the crook of my neck, his legs tensing around my waist.

The sounds of his half whimpers spurred me on, my hips snapping harder against him, each thrust hitting that same spot over and over again. My hand came down to squeeze his chest, the clenching in my stomach growing intense and hard, an addicting sensation.

"Ahhh-urgh ahhh! P'Yin!" War moaned loudly.

"You taste so fucking good, baby," I breathed into his ear, biting down on it. The feeling of him wrapped around me remained as exhilarating as the first time.

His clenching around me made me groan. "P'Yinnn, ahhh!" He whined, biting down on the skin of my neck. His hands clawed at my shoulders as he let go, sporadically clenching around my cock. I kept my hips pressed against him, maintaining the pressure against the cool shower wall, my hands smoothing under his trembling thighs.

"There we go," I cooed, "such a good boy for me, yeah? My precious War. God, I love you so much." The words spilled from my lips with a genuine affection that mirrored the intensity of our connection.