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"i don't want to go, hanta."
"wha– we're almost there! we can't turn back now!"
"but, hantaaa..."
sero and (m/n) walked together, hand-in-hand, down the sidewalk towards the ravenette's house. today was the day (m/n) got to meet his parents.
sero was elated. once they got this over, (m/n) would soon get the key to his house and he could come in and out as frequently as he wanted!!
however, (m/n) didn't feel the same. he felt the complete opposite, actually.
(m/n) was a good kid. he stood up for what he wanted and believed, and was rather rambunctious with the people he was comfortable with. but, it was a different story when it came to adults.
he was raised under a household that strongly believed in 'the older you are to someone, the more superiority you hold' kind of deal. it ran throughout almost his entire bloodline, including his siblings.
so, of course those beliefs influenced his lifestyle. (m/n) would feel nervous just in the presence of someone who was merely a year older than him. many thought it was just social anxiety, but as they got to know him, (m/n) told them that wasn't the case.
"... (m/n)!" the shout of his name startled the boy from his thoughts.
"huh? what, hanta?" (m/n) sighed softly, wiping his free hand on his pants.
sero gave his other hand a tight squeeze. "don't worry. my parents are nice folks. i'll be next to you to hold you, 'kay?" he gave a soft smile.
he was always able to calm (m/n)'s nerves. the now calm boy nodded. the two of them walked into the house as they arrived. (m/n) focused on keeping his breathing normal as sero shouted to his parents.
"¡mamá papá! ¡estamos en casa!" sero and (m/n) kicked off their shoes.
sero's dad came down the stairs, followed by three other boys. "finalmente, los hemos estado esperando a ustedes dos. comamos." they all walked to the kitchen, settling down at the table as sero's mother handed out the food.
when they all sat, it was silent for a moment. (m/n) had already felt himself growing nervous from before. he couldn't speak spanish, so he had no clue what they were saying.
and now it was just silent. it felt so awkward...
"(m/n), amado, hanta has told us so much about you," his mom broke the silence.
the boy looked up from his plate to the woman. "has he?"
"yes, he has. he can't stop gushing about how proud he is to get such a strong lover. i wish you both a long relationship," the woman grinned happily.
(m/n) glanced to sero, who had a smile as well. he didn't seem embarrassed at all. "thank you.."
"yeah, the other day when he came other to the shop, he was so pissed because we 'interrupted his date'—"
"yeah! my first date, dipshit," sero scoffed playfully.
"dude, the building was burning down."
(m/n) laughed lightly, "i remember that. he looked like he was going to pop a vessel." the entire table laughed along with him.
the table continued to talk with each other, (m/n)'s nerves calmed once again. he was still quiet, but he would speak up he felt it was needed. sero's family is nice.
sero had placed his hand on (m/n)'s thigh mid-conversation, his thumb slowly caressing his leg. the boy found comfort from it at first, but flinched from shock when it had suddenly moved over to his crotch.
sero's family paid no mind, so the ravenette continued. his hand slowly groped his boyfriend from under the table, and (m/n) could feel his temperature starting to rise.
"(m/n), dear, are you not feeling well? you've barely finished half of your food?"
he looked over to the mother. "ah.. i'm fine– just not too hungry.. today..." his sentences were broken, trying to conceal his quiet moans.
she stared at him for a moment. "mm, alright..."
"don't worry, boy. it's fine," sero's father spoke. "this isn't her best dish, so it's okay if you cannot finish it."
the family, along with sero, laughed while his mother faked hurt. (m/n) couldn't even concentrate on his words, holding his hands together tightly as his pants were slowly unzipped.
"hanta..." he muttered under his breath, shooting his boyfriend a glare. sero only responded with a cheeky grin.
his body trembled as they made skin-to-skin contact, hunching over so the family couldn't see his flushed face. they were too immersed in whatever they were talking about, anyways.
he's always hated how much sero knew about him. from the little body movements he did, to the smallest things that would turn him on. his leg started to bounce anxious, and he bit his lip as whimpers were released.
he could feel sero's finger slow glide along his tip, smearing the precum that flowed like a faucet. sero then stroked his boyfriend's cock, which was well lubricated by then.
"is your boyfriend okay, hanta?" one of sero's brothers had asked. "he's been sitting like that for a while.."
"yeah, he's just a little shy around older folks. give him a minute." sero was able to smoothly come up with a lie all while pleasing his boyfriend.
(m/n)'s eyes were watering, his hips shifting and thrusting from the small amount of pleasure he recieved. he didn't want to embarrass himself, but he yearned for more.
and it seems sero realized this. he easily pulled (m/n)'s boxers over himself and zipped up his pants, taking his napkin and wiping his dirty hand off. the ravenette held back his smirk when he felt his boyfriend glaring through his skull.
sero stood, taking (m/n)'s hand. "(m/n) isn't feeling too well. i'm gonna take him to the bathroom. we'll be back."
his parents only nodded as the two boys walked away. (m/n) did his best to keep up as they walked into the guest bathroom, sero locking the door behind them.
"i fucking hate you, hanta," he sounded breathless as he was sat down onto the toilet seat.
the other chuckled, pulling his pants down and (m/n) did the same. they were both horny as hell, no thanks to that small 'playtime' sero started under the table. "i'm sorry, i couldn't resist. you look so nice today, and you had that pretty little grin on your face..." sero sat onto (m/n)'s lap.
he ground himself down onto his boyfriend's dick, their lengths rubbing together. (m/n) hissed, "hanta, please, not right now.. i'm so horny, let me fuck you..."
sero hummed in thought before raising himself. "only because they're waiting for us to come back," he aligned his boyfriend's dick with his ass before dropping back down.
(m/n)'s head flew back, suppressing the long moan he wanted to let out. his hands clung tightly onto sero's waist, and he let no time pass as he helped sero hop up and down on his dick.
"mierda, (m/n)," sero moaned, a smile mixed in with his face of pleasure. "you've been such a good boy today.. ahh, and your dick feels so good. so good, (m/n).."
(m/n) shuddered from the words of praise. he was used to the praise from sero, it was a normal thing between them when they had intercourse. however, it felt more... lewd today. (m/n) wasn't complaining, though.
sero was grind down harshly when their hips met, bringing more pleasure to the both of them. (m/n) had absentmindedly began to thrust his hips up as well, losing himself in pleasure.
he didn't even take in mind the footsteps that would occasionally walk past the door.
"oh fuck– hanta, you're so tight. oh my god, hanta," (m/n) practically cried out, his nails digging into sero's skin.
"such a naughty mouth, i thought you were a good boy... holy shit, (m/n)–!" said boy pressed his lips to sero's, standing and pressing his lover's back against the wall.
he was vigorously thrusting into sero's hole, the two of them groaning into the other's mouth. (m/n) pulled back, panting. "i'm so close, hanta. you feel so warm, i'm gonna cum.. nngh.."
"uh.. augh, (m/n), (m/n)– oh god—" hanta's head hit the wall behind him hard, his chants cut off by a hard orgasm. it was like he was a faucet, it wouldn't stop spurting out.
the sight almost caused the two of them to fall to the floor. (m/n)'s eyes glazed over, and his body felt weak as he released into sero's tight ass.
the two of them planted heavily, trying to recompose themselves.
"... i absolutely hate you, hanta."
"what!? you're the one who fucked me—"
|| timeskip ||
the two boys cleaned themselves up after their little... incident in the bathroom. they did their best to cover-up why they took so long, and sero walked (m/n) out the door.
"um.." sero's cheeks were a heavy shade of red. "i didn't mean to go that far today– i've just been really pent up and it just.. happened?"
"it just happened?" (m/n) deadpanned.
sero winced, "yeah. sorry..."
the other sighed, pressing a soft kiss to his boyfriend's forehead. "it's fine. it was fun doing something so... risky," he had a small smirk on his face as sero snorted. "anyways, i'm heading home now. clean yourself well, hanta. sleep well."
"you too— huh!? don't just go freely saying stuff like that, (m/n)!!" he shouted to the boy as he walked away in laughter.