Crossdressing (Mori/Hani) part 2/2
Hani let out a slight whimper when his lover removed his fingers, though that was his only complaint. He shifted his position a bit and looked down, using his fingers to align Mori's penis with his opening. He sat there for a moment, the feeling of the tip of Mori's lenth, slick from precome and his own saliva, enough to send a shiver up his spine. Mori placed his hands on Hani's hips, however, and the blonde let himself drop, squeezing his eyes shut and moaning loudly.
The blonde's hands found the straps of the apron and he held onto them with tightly clenched fists as he began to shift his hips up and down. Gasps and moans and other sounds of pleasure escaped his mouth as moved, and he could sense the effect these noises were having on Mori. Suddenly strong arms surrounded him, pulling him close to his lover. Hani became acutely aware of the apron then. The fabric was soft and felt really good against his own erection as he moved along Mori's. His whimpers became more fervent, and he clung to Mori tightly.
"Ta... Takashi!" Hani moaned between gasping breaths. "It feels... so good... Takashi! Ah!"
Mori grunted and rested his forhead on Hani's shoulder. One of the blonde's hands drifted from the apron straps to his lover's black locks, intertwining his fingers in the short hair. Mori's hips were bucking up to meet him on every down motion, and the sensation of flesh hitting flesh seemed to vibrate throughout his entire body. He could feel the pressure building inside him, his body hot and his shirt clinging to him from sweat.
Mori beat him by a split second, filling the smaller boy with his come. Hani shivered and arched back as he came, covering the frilly pink apron with sticky white liquid. When he was finished he slumped forward a bit, his hands on Mori's shoulders. Neither of them moved as they worked on catching their breath. Hani could feel Mori still buried within him, and he leaned forward, resting his head on his friend's shoulder and smiling contentedly.
"Ne, Takashi..." he said after his breathing had calmed down.
"Mm?"
"I like your apron."
"Ah...." Somehow, Hani knew that Mori was smiling.