I made you a promise.

[Ka****]

Vale shoved him into the counter hard enough that Kairo’s hip caught the edge. Kairo swore under his breath and caught himself on his palms, already pushing his ass back into Vale’s hips like it was automatic.
“Miss me already?” Kairo said. His voice was light. Vale’s hands were already yanking his pants down. Kairo backhanded Vale with his ringed hand, *** trickled down Vale's mouth, his heart started beating a little faster, anger that immediately turned into something warmer, hotter, "Harder you limp dick ******" Vale said as he spit his *** mixed saliva into Kairo's face and followed it with a quick jab to his nose. Vale finished with Kairos pants.
Two spit-slick fingers pushed in too fast. Kairo tensed, then ***d himself to breathe and rock onto them. It burned. Vale’s other hand stayed fisted in the back of his shirt.
“Still tight,” Vale muttered. “You do this shit on purpose.”
“Do what?” Kairo’s laugh was short. He pushed back onto the fingers anyway. “Keep making you chase me? Yeah. It’s easier.”
Vale pulled his fingers free and lined up. The first push was clumsy. He adjusted, then sank in halfway. Kairo’s head dropped between his arms. Vale stayed still for a second, breathing hard against the back of his neck, then started moving. It wasn’t smooth. The counter dug into Kairo’s hips. Vale’s rhythm kept hitching whenever Kairo clenched around him. Skin stuck. The wet sound was loud.
“Fuck,” Vale said, voice strained. “You’re—”
“Yeah,” Kairo cut in, breathless. He pushed back onto the next thrust, taking it deeper. The counter rattled. “Don’t get used to it, you stupid fuck.”
Vale’s hand found his cock. The strokes were as uneven as his hips. Every few thrusts he muttered something low that didn’t quite finish—“hate that you—” then cut himself off when Kairo tightened around him. Kairo’s breathing stayed controlled at first, then started breaking when Vale hit the right angle by accident. Neither of them talked much after that. Just the slap of skin, Kairo’s occasional sharp inhale, Vale’s heavier breathing when he bottomed out.
Kairo came first. It hit sudden. He spilled over Vale’s fist with a ***d sound and went loose. "Fucking pathetic" Vale hissed in Kai's ear. Vale kept going for a few more uneven thrusts, then buried himself deep and stayed there, grinding while his forehead pressed between Kairo’s shoulders. His hand stayed loose around Kairo’s softening cock.
They stayed like that. Vale’s breathing was loud. Kairo’s arms were shaking.
“…You’re still here,” Kairo said eventually, voice flat.
Vale didn’t move. His thumb dragged once over the head of Kairo’s cock, thinking back to the promise he made Kai. "No shit" as he spit into the back of his head and threw him on the floor.

"I said I wouldn't leave"

[pa****]

Damn got me fuckin hard as fuck and my ass chenching