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Raihan/Piers – Raihan catches a bit of feels.

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Piers jingles when he gets fucked which is an unending source of amusement for Raihan.

The first time he put Piers on his hands and knees and mounted his meager little ass to give him the ride of his life, there had been a wild little noise in his head telling him that Piers is just so impossibly skinny that it’s his bones clacking together causing the sound.

Watching at Rotom’s footage afterwards (always good for some nice solo jerk-off material) he realized that it’s just been the many chains and accessories that Piers is wearing.

It’s still pretty funny. Raihan has never had a fuckbuddy that made music while being speared on cock.

He doubts that Piers is even aware of it. He usually seems to be quite occupied – and overwhelmed – by the young dragon’s cock to pay much attention to anything else.

He doesn’t even look suitably impressed and nervous when Raihan flashes his sharp fangs at him while sucking him off, but that low blow always is softened by the fact that Piers just manages to look so adorably… out of it.

His stick thin legs will be trembling across Reinhardt’s shoulders, his hand fisted in his hair but unable to really pull on it because all strength will have left him at that point.

He’ll pant and gasp and make these soft little moans, heavy lidded eyes just on Raihan and Raihan alone… and yeah… dragon boy definitely is into that kind of attention big time.

When Raihan gifts Piers a new tag to put on his choker – one in the shape of a dragon’s head and with the words Property of Raihan printed in very small letters on the back, he thinks it is a great big goof and snickers about it for weeks until he sees Piers again and fucks him on his back and sees the new tag dangling from the choker, bouncing against Piers’ bony chest.

It loses its humorous factor real quick, then. It’s… kind of cute, really.

Piers is so goddamn thin… If Raihan slows down his sharp, almost punishing thrusts and takes his time to watch, he can see his cock outlined in Piers’ belly and holy shit that is a trippy feeling.

“Rah… Rah… Raihan!” Piers wails when Raihan reaches out to press against his cock from the outside because there is just no way he can’t. There’s just… no way he can know that this is happening and not touch it and rub it and have the sudden visceral thought of jerking himself off while fucking Piers.

“Holy shit,” Raihan whines and topples over face first into Piers’ meager little (nonexisting, really) tits. “Why are you so hot?” he whines into his skin while he keeps his hips pumping slowly, cock dragging through the silky warmth of Piers’ tight little ass.

“Are you… are you talking to me?” Piers asks softly, breath coming punched out and a bit wheezing. He has curled his skinny arms around Raihan’s broad shoulders and is lightly petting the back of his head.

When Raihan lifts his head to stare at him, Piers is looking back with his big, heavy-lidded eyes. They always look bruised and exhausted; even when he is spreading his legs and getting fucked pretty damn well by Raihan.

“Who the Hell should I be talking to?” he asks incredulously. Piers just blinks slowly, his heavy eyes staring with an intensity at Raihan that makes him feel… uncomfortable. It’s sometimes like Piers can look straight down into someone’s soul.

He’s not exclusively fucking Piers – of course not; they’re not an… item or anything – but he can kind of imagine it though. Only to make Piers spread his legs. Only to sext Piers. Only to try and figure out with Piers where the best spot for an apartment is for the two of them.

And then Piers shudders all over and clenches down on him and all those sappy thoughts are wiped away in favor of Raihan surging up over Piers and snapping his hips harder all while flashing him his fangs.

He’ll fuck him so good, Piers’ teeth will click alongside all his bits and baubles. Raihan’s gaze focuses in on the little trinket hanging from Piers’ choker.

Nice.