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Ruze had to hold back a moan. Jurard's nose hit his pelvis and Ruze had to not buck into Jurard's mouth. Ruze looked down though half lidded eyes to see a smiling Jurard. Jurard looked up at Ruze, a happy muffled moan escaping his lips as his eyes softened. Ruze let out his own moan with that.
Jurard grabbed Ruze's hands and guided them to his hair, where Ruze gripped the red locks as if they were a life line. Jurard continued to use his mouth on Ruze's cock, sucking the pre-cum, and making as much noises as he could.
Earlier that day, Ruze woke up to Jurard screaming and cussing in the kitchen. Ruze quickly threw his covers off, his legs getting tangled in his blankets in the process, but managed to kick them away. He ran into the kitchen, fearing to see something on fire, but instead saw a sulking Jurard standing over the stove.
"Jurard? The fuck are you doing?" Ruze questioned as his heart rate began to slow back down, his pain leaving when he saw no immediate danger.
Jurard looked up at Ruze then frowned. He pointed to the burnt substance on the stove. "I tried to make you breakfast..." Jurard started. Ruze raised an eyebrow, unsure of what the 'breakfast' was at this point.
"Why?" Ruze questioned as he looked between the stove and his partner.
"Cause it's your birthday and I wanted to do something nice for you." Jurard mumbled as he sat down at the table in defeat.
Ruze looked at Jurard, then to the stove, then back to Jurard, "Ya' didn't have to make me breakfast ya' know-"
"But you made me breakfast on my birthday!" Jurard yelled as he stood up. "So I wanted to make it for you!"
Ruze looked at Jurard with a sigh, "what were you even trying to make?"
"Elysiamerican pancakes?" Jurard sheepishly replied.
"Dude, you're from a different part of South Elysium! Why were you trying to make the ones from my area?" Ruze questioned as he eyed Jurard.
"Cause it's your birthday!" Jurard yelled.
Ruze sighed, "you really wanted to make those for me... look, how 'bout I walk you through it?"
Jurard's eyes lit up a bit, "you're not mad at me?"
"Nah, shit happens. Now get the flour."
Ruze walked Jurard through the cooking process, the entire time being gentle with Jurard as he learned a new recipe from a different part of Elysium. Ruze had to stop Jurard from flipping the pancakes too early and had to help him know when they were done. Once the pancakes were made, Jurard watched Ruze intently, making sure the pancakes were up to his boyfriend's standards. Ruze gave him thumbs up and a grin.
After the two cleaned up the kitchen (Jurard tried so hard to get Ruze to go sit down and let him clean, but Ruze refused), the two had gotten dressed and Jurard took Ruze out to a tabletop game store, where he let Ruze pick out anything he wanted or needed for his games.
Ruze walked away with more dice, and somehow a Paras plush.
Jurard had taken Ruze out to lunch, then to the movies. After the movies, the two casually strolled around town, window shopping or occasionally picking out something they thought was cool. When evening hit, Jurard again took Ruze out to dinner. Ruze was not used to being the one to get treated. Usually he treated Jurard, so being the one doted on was a bit strange to him.
After dinner, they returned home, where Jurard led Ruze to the bedroom, got on his knees and began to undo Ruze's belt.
"What's this, a birthday blow?" Ruze questioned with a smirk as he watched Jurard get his belt off.
"A birthday blow is just the start." Jurard replied as he unbuttoned Ruze's pants and then slid them and Ruze's boxers down. Jurard looked back up at Ruze, "I wanna ride you all night long."
Ruze's dick twitched at the thought of Jurard bouncing on him. "You won't last long though," Ruze grinned as Jurard gently pushed Ruze back to sit down on the bed.
"So says you." Jurard scooted on his knees as he got in-between Ruze's legs. Ruze's cock was starting to get hard, but after two licks from Jurard, his dick was at full mass.
Which led to Ruze's current pleasure, where Jurard was currently deep throating him. A low moan escaped Ruze's lips as he gripped Jurard's hair. Jurard wrapped his tongue around Ruze's cock, and as he bobbed his head, his tongue went with him, stroking his cock and causing more pre-cum to leak.
"Jur-aaah~rd," Ruze groaned out, Jurard stopped and looked up at Ruze, "Jesus christ, keep doing that thing with your tongue, holy shit."
Jurard's eyes lit up again as he started to speed up his bobbing. Ruze's cock twitched, the pressure building up. Jurard could feel the twitching in his mouth and grinned, "fuck Jurard, I'm.. aaah fuck~" Jurard greedily swallowed and continued to milk Ruze for everything his cock could give.
Ruze's hips bucked and thrusted into Jurard's mouth, as Jurard helped him come down from his high. Ruze let go of Jurard's hair and had to place his hands on the bed in order to hold him up. He looked down at Jurard and watched as Jurard slowly removed his mouth from his dick with a wet pop.
"So, how was it?" Jurard smirked as he watched Ruze try to catch his breath.
"Best birthday blow, hands down." Ruze finally said once he found his voice.
Jurard smirked as he stood up. "We're just getting started though darling. I still have so much I wanna do for you-Ruze!"
Jurard was pulled into Ruze's lap as his lips were captured by Ruze's. Ruze could taste himself on Jurard's plump lips, but he didn't care. He was going to make Jurard just as breathless as him. Jurard started to lean into Ruze, causing him to lay back on the bed. As Ruze was focusing on dominating Jurard's mouth, Jurard began to grind into Ruze's pelvis, causing his dick to get hard again.
“Damnit Jurard," Ruze growled out, "I was supposed to get back to you for mmm~ the blow."
Jurard grinned as he lightly bounced on Ruze's pelvis, "but it's your birthday, so I'm giving you my own present." Jurard had stopped bouncing and leaned back. "So let's get started then."
Ruze reached for the hem of Jurard's shirt, but was stopped by Jurard lightly placing his hands on him, "what, am I not allowed to undress you now?" Ruze laughed.
"Nope! Not today! I wanna put on a show for you." Jurard slid off of Ruze and started to look in their bedside drawer for something. "But I want you to take your shirt off and get comfortable."
As Ruze took his shirt off, he was blind for only a few seconds. As soon as the fabric passed over his eyes, he was greeted by Jurard holding a pair of dark red leather cuffs in his hands. "Aah, kinky,"
"I'd ask if you wanted to be blindfolded too, but I want you to see me, so I'll only cuff you to the bed frame." Jurard gently pushed Ruze back down on the bed and watched as Ruze got himself comfortable. When Jurard saw Ruze place his wrists above his head, he knew Ruze was ready. Jurard slid the cuffs in-between the metal bed frame, and cuffed Ruze's wrists. The two checked to make sure it wasn't too tight on Ruze and that Ruze wasn't laying on his back and shoulders wrong.
Ruze watched as Jurard slowly took his shirt off and wiggled out of his pants and boxes. He dropped the clothes off to the side as he sauntered back up to the bed and climbed on top of Ruze. Ruze was hard again as he watched as Jurard began to prep himself. Ruze wanted to hold onto Jurard so badly, to help prep him, but the cuffs made it impossible.
Jurard gave Ruze's dick two pumps, before he lined himself up and slowly sank down. Groans and moans escaped both men and Ruze tried not to buck unto Jurard and force him to bounce.
"Damn Jurard-" Ruze started as he shifted his hips a bit, lightly thrusting into Jurard, "-you're still hella tight."
"Mmm, feels good right?" Jurard moaned out as he began to bounce.
"Fuuuuaaaah~ck yeah it does." Ruze groaned as he tried to stop his hips from bucking into Jurard. Ruze closed his eyes and tilted his head back as he felt Jurard's hands on his thighs. He opened his eyes to see Jurard leaning back and using Ruze's thighs to hold him up. "What's the matter? Can't hold yourself up?"
Jurard's breath hitched in his throat as he angled himself in a way that with every bounce, Ruze's cock hit his prostate. "N-no. I can-aaaahh~ hold myself up." He stopped bouncing to catch his breath. Once Jurard's heart rate had calmed down, he looked down at Ruze, his eyes full of lust and love, "I figured you would want a show from your beautiful boyfriend on your birthday."
Ruze looked up at Jurard, his eyes trailing up and down Jurard's displayed body. "Get down here and give me a kiss before you go back to riding me. The birthday boy demands it." Ruze smirked.
"So demanding." Jurard shifted as he leaned down to give Ruze a long, soft and passionate kiss. As Jurard pulled away he began to bounce again. Ruze decided that he wasn't gonna hold back anymore and began to buck his hips into his boyfriend. Jurard cried out as he felt Ruze's cock twitching inside of him. "aaaahhh~ Ruuuuuuzeee, I was supposed to make you cum first!" Jurard moaned.
"Heh, that's what you think." Ruze continued to buck his hips like mad as he felt Jurard clench around him. The sounds of their moans and skin slapping against skin filled the room as Jurard came, then Ruze.
As they rode out their highs, Jurard had to lean forward and placed his hands on Ruze's chest to help hold himself up. As they caught their breath and as both of their dicks began to soften, Ruze looked up at the panting Jurard. "Aww, given' up already? I thought you were gonna ride me all night?" He smirked.
Jurard grinned as he looked at Ruze, "you're damn right we're going all night." He started. Ruze's face slowly fell and morphed into one of pleasure as Jurard began to bounce again.
Ruze ended up passing out around the 4th time Jurard made him cum. He woke up the next month exhausted. Ruze looked over to his side and saw an equally exhausted Jurard curled up to his side, still sleeping. Ruze smiled as he leaned over to kiss Jurard's forehead. "Thanks for the birthday sex gamer." And he closed his eyes again and fell back asleep.