Words: 2425
Which universe: Normal world
Which label: Smut
Top: Giyuu
Bottom: Sanemi
About: Giyuu is a 20 year old man and is living with his grandparents because his parents died when he was like 3-4. They are living on a large farm far away from the city. There are horses, pigs, cows and other animals. Sanemi's parents are living in the city and decided that he should go to the farm to learn the real rough time. It's now Sanemi's 5th week and the boys are in a relationship. It's something between dating and fuck buddies. They had sex before.
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The golden rays of late afternoon sunlight streamed through the dusty windows of the old farmhouse, illuminating the rustic interior. Giyuu sat at the weathered kitchen table, hunched over a textbook as he studied for his upcoming exams. The sound of hoofbeats and lowing cattle drifted in from outside, a constant reminder of the working farm that surrounded them.
Sanemi burst through the door in a flurry of youthful energy, his cheeks flushed from the exertion of mucking out the stables. He grinned at the sight of Giyuu, crossing the room to plant a quick, affectionate kiss on the top of his boyfriend's head. "Still hitting the books hard, huh? No rest for the wicked, I guess."Before Sanemi's arrival at the farm, Giyuu had been living a quiet, solitary life with his elderly grandparents.
The 20-year-old had grown up on the sprawling property after losing his parents at a young age, finding solace in the simple routines of farm life and throwing himself into his studies as an escape. Despite his intelligence and kind heart, Giyuu struggled to connect with others, his reserved nature and tragic past creating a barrier between him and potential friends or romantic interests.
Meanwhile, Sanemi had been raised in the bustle of the city, his wealthy parents indulging his every whim and providing him with every advantage. However, they deemed him too soft, too untested by the harsh realities of life. Five weeks prior, Sanemi's parents had abruptly packed him off to the remote farm, insisting that a taste of the "real world" would toughen him up and instill some much-needed discipline. Giyuu had been less than thrilled at the prospect of a spoiled city boy invading his peaceful sanctuary, steeling himself for a summer of conflict and resentment.
However, fate had other plans. From the moment Sanemi stumbled into the barn, his designer clothes covered in hay and his expensive shoes caked with manure, Giyuu had found himself drawn to the younger man's raw, untamed energy. Sanemi, in turn, had been captivated by Giyuu's quiet strength and the simple beauty of farm life - a far cry from the superficial glitter of the city.
Over the course of the next five weeks, an unlikely friendship blossomed between the two young men. Giyuu took Sanemi under his wing, patiently teaching him the ropes of farm life - how to milk a cow, mend a fence, and wrangle unruly livestock. Sanemi, in his turn, brought a breath of fresh air and mischievous laughter to the usually somber household, his zest for life rubbing off on Giyuu in unexpected ways.
As they spent more and more time together, working side by side under the vast blue skies, a deeper connection began to form. Late-night conversations by the bonfire, shared jokes over breakfast, the occasional brush of hands as they passed tools - each small interaction stoked the embers of attraction smoldering beneath the surface.
The spark of attraction between them finally ignited into a flame one starry summer night. After a long day of working the fields, sweat-soaked and exhausted, Giyuu and Sanemi had collapsed onto the porch steps, sipping cold beer and watching the fireflies dance in the dusk. The easy camaraderie between them had shifted, charged with a new tension, a barely restrained hunger.
Emboldened by the alcohol and the weight of pent-up desire, Sanemi had leaned in close, his breath hot against Giyuu's ear as he whispered, "You know, I've wanted to do this since the moment I saw you..." And then his lips were on Giyuu's, the kiss searing and demanding, a silent plea for more. The passionate encounter on the porch steps marked a turning point for Giyuu and Sanemi. What had begun as a one-time lapse in judgment quickly evolved into something more, a tentative exploration of the feelings that had been simmering beneath the surface for weeks.
Over the following days, stolen glances and lingering touches became more frequent, each gesture loaded with meaning. Sanemi, ever the charmer, would leave little notes in Giyuu's pockets expressing his admiration, while Giyuu found himself blushing at the younger man's bold flirtations. The next five days passed in a blur of romance and passion for Giyuu and Sanemi. By day, they snuck off for clandestine dates - picnics by the creek, hikes through the sun-dappled woods, lazy afternoons spent reading together in the hayloft. Each outing served to deepen their connection, revealing new facets of their personalities and desires.
But it was at night that their relationship truly flourished, the farmhouse falling silent as Giyuu and Sanemi lost themselves in each other's arms. Sanemi proved to be an attentive and enthusiastic lover, his earlier topping experience translating into a natural dominance in the bedroom. He worshipped every inch of Giyuu's body with his hands and mouth, determined to bring the usually reserved alpha to heights of ecstasy he had never known. The warm scent of hay and horse filled the air as Giyuu and Sanemi entered the spacious stable, the soft nickers of the equines echoing off the wooden walls. The two young men had finished their morning chores and now turned their attention to refreshing the bedding in the stalls.
Sanemi grabbed a pitchfork and began tossing fresh hay into the first stall, his muscular arms flexing with each throw. He flashed Giyuu a playful wink over his shoulder. "Race ya to finish this one, farm boy. Loser has to give the winner a massage later~"
Giyuu rolled his eyes good-naturedly, but couldn't suppress the small smile tugging at his lips. Sanemi's competitive spirit and flirtatious banter never failed to lighten his mood, even during the mundane tasks of farm life. As they worked side by side, their hands occasionally brushing as they reached for the same bale of hay, the sexual tension between them crackled like electricity in the air. Sanemi, ever the tease, made sure to 'accidentally' press against Giyuu whenever possible, relishing the way the older man's breath hitched at the contact.
Finishing the last stall, Sanemi tossed his pitchfork aside and stalked towards Giyuu with a predatory glint in his eye. "Looks like I won, handsome. Time for that massage you owe me~"
He reached out to grab Giyuu's wrist, pulling him flush against his chest. One hand slid down to grope the alpha's ass possessively while the other tangled in his hair, tilting his face up for a searing kiss. Suddenly breaking the heated kiss, Sanemi grabbed a handful of loose hay and playfully shoved it down the back of Giyuu's shirt, laughing at the startled yelp it elicited. "Oops, looks like you're all tuckered out from our little race. Better get you cleaned up!"
With a mischievous grin, Sanemi grabbed another armful of hay and began enthusiastically flinging it at Giyuu, the golden stalks swirling through the air like a blizzard. Giyuu sputtered indignantly for a moment before retaliating in kind, soon the two were engaged in an all-out hay fight, ducking and diving around the stalls. Giyuu ducked behind a stack of hay bales as Sanemi's latest volley sailed overhead, a fierce grin spreading across his face. The prim and proper farmer was nowhere to be seen, replaced by a man caught up in the joy of the moment, eyes sparkling with mirth and barely contained excitement.
Peeking around the edge of his cover, Giyuu spotted Sanemi reloading his ammunition. Seizing his chance, the alpha surged forward, tackling the younger man to the ground in a tangle of limbs and flying hay. They grappled playfully, rolling across the soft bedding, each trying to gain the upper hand.
Sanemi ended up pinned beneath Giyuu, chest heaving and hair disheveled, a triumphant smirk playing about his lips despite his compromising position. Pinned beneath Giyuu, Sanemi's triumphant smirk faded, replaced by a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. He could sense a shift in the alpha's demeanor, a growing frustration that went beyond the playful nature of their hay fight. Giyuu's grip on his wrists tightened slightly, his gaze boring into Sanemi with an intensity that made the younger man's heart skip a beat.
"I think it's time for a change of pace, don't you?" Giyuu growled, his voice low and rough with barely restrained desire. "I'm tired of always being on the receiving end. Today, I want to be the one in control."
To emphasize his point, Giyuu rocked his hips forward, grinding his rapidly hardening length against Sanemi's thigh. Realizing Giyuu's intent, Sanemi felt a thrill of anticipation run through him. He relaxed back into the soft hay, a slow, sultry smile spreading across his face as he gazed up at his boyfriend with hooded eyes. "Well well, looks like someone's feeling adventurous today~" he purred, arching up slightly to increase the delicious friction between their bodies. "I thought you'd never ask, handsome. The floor is yours... make me feel good."
Sanemi's hands came up to slide under Giyuu's shirt, mapping the planes of his back with appreciative caresses. He nipped playfully at Giyuu's jaw, his breath coming faster as arousal began to build low in his belly. "Show me what you've got, farm boy."
Giyuu shifted his weight, straddling Sanemi's hips and pinning the younger man's wrists above his head with surprising strength. Sanemi's eyes widened at the sudden show of dominance, a gasp escaping his lips as he found himself effectively trapped beneath the alpha's larger frame.
"Heyyy, what's the big idea?" Sanemi protested, squirming slightly beneath Giyuu. Despite his words, there was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes, a thrill at seeing this new assertive side of his usually reserved boyfriend. "Trying to mark your territory or something, stud?"
He arched his back, subtly pressing up against Giyuu in a silent invitation. "Not that I mind the view from down here~ But I thought you wanted to try something different. So c'mon, surprise me already!"A wicked grin spread across Giyuu's face at Sanemi's challenge, his eyes darkening with lust and determination. He leaned down until their noses were nearly touching, his voice a low, seductive rumble. "Oh, I intend to surprise you alright. The question is, can you handle it?"
In a swift motion, Giyuu captured Sanemi's lips in a bruising kiss, all teeth and tongue as he plundered the younger man's mouth. His free hand trailed down Sanemi's chest, fingers deftly undoing buttons and pushing fabric aside until he could palm the growing bulge in Sanemi's pants.
Breaking the kiss, Giyuu nipped sharply at Sanemi's pulse point before soothing the sting with his tongue. "I'm going to take my time with you,"Sanemi's eyes flew wide open, pupils blown with shock and rapidly building arousal. A shudder ran through his body as Giyuu's words washed over him, the alpha's dominant tone sending jolts of electricity straight to his core. This was a side of Giyuu he had never seen before, a hidden depths of passion and sensuality that left him breathless and aching for more.
"A-Giyuu..." Sanemi gasped out, his usual bravado deserting him in the face of his boyfriend's intense focus. He writhed beneath Giyuu, torn between the instinct to submit completely and the urge to meet this new challenge head-on. "F-Fuck, you can't just say things like that and expect me to keep my cool!"
Despite his flustered state, a slow, wicked grin began to spread across Sanemi's face. Sanemi's grin turned positively sinful as he gazed up at Giyuu through lowered lashes, his voice dropping to a husky purr. "Mmm, but where's the fun in keeping my cool, handsome? I much prefer it when you set me ablaze~"
He arched his back, deliberately grinding his clothed erection against Giyuu's palm in a shameless display of need. "C'mon, stud. Show me that wild side I know you're hiding. Make me forget my own name, make me scream it till I'm hoarse. I dare you."
The challenge hung heavy in the air between them, Sanemi's eyes blazing with defiance and desperate, aching want. His body thrummed with anticipation, every nerve ending alight and screaming for Giyuu's touch. Lost in a haze of passion, Giyuu and Sanemi tumbled deeper into the soft haystack, limbs entwining as they shed clothing with frantic urgency. Buttons popped and zippers strained as they divested each other of barriers, desperate to feel skin on skin.
Soon, they lay bare amidst the golden stalks, a tangle of sweat-slicked flesh and heaving chests. Giyuu loomed over Sanemi, his larger frame dwarfing the younger man, yet somehow making him look even smaller and more vulnerable. Sanemi gazed up at him with lidded eyes, pupils blown wide with desire, his kiss-swollen lips parted invitingly.
"Please, Giyuu..." he whimpered, voice raw with need. "I want you so badly it hurts. Touch me, taste me, claim me..."Sanemi let out a sharp gasp as Giyuu's hand delved into his pants, calloused fingers wrapping around his aching shaft. His hips bucked involuntarily, seeking more of that delicious friction. "Ahh, f-fuck! Giyuu, yes..."
The alpha's grip was firm and purposeful as he stroked Sanemi from base to tip, thumb swiping over the weeping slit to gather the bead of precum forming there. Sanemi keened high in his throat, head thrown back in ecstasy as pleasure sparked through his veins.
"More," he begged shamelessly, too far gone to care how desperate he sounded. "Need more, please... Want to feel you everywhere."Sanemi cried out in surprise and pleasure as he felt Giyuu's fingers probing at his entrance, the dry digits catching slightly on the tight ring of muscle. The initial discomfort only heightened his arousal, every nerve ending singing with sensation.