December 2023 R18 scene.

WARNING: NSFW TEXT + IMAGE.

Characters: Demian x Izumi (The Violinist and the Nerd).

Canon? Yes. This scene happens right before season 2.

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Demian's fingers were long and soft, and they made a perfect curve around Izumi's member every time he touched him.

"Nh... Demian..."

Whenever Izumi said his name between moans as Demian masturbated him, he responded with a long, deep kiss. The way he would take his lips and thrust his tongue into his mouth.... The way he looked at him as he pleasured him.... Izumi never thought he could love anyone so much, let alone feel desire.

Izumi had never had any interest in sex. He didn't feel the need to have someone else touch him when he could do it himself so much better. But Demian had awakened things in him that he didn't even know existed. He longed to have Demian's hands on every part of his body, to press his lips against his as they both moaned in pleasure or to witness his orgasms.

For the first time in his life, Izumi felt desire for another person.

But it wasn't the first time for Demian. Izumi knew that Demian had experienced sex before, but he had no more data. Had it been with his partner? Had it been with a stranger? How many partners had he had? And what had he done with them? Had he...?

"Demian... Ah, ah... Wait..."

Demian stopped and continued to press kisses to his forehead, face and nose. Izumi loved when he did that.

"Do you want to stop?"

"No, it's just... I wanted to ask you something," Izumi replied. It seemed impossible, but his cheeks grew even redder.

"Whatever you want," Demian smiled and kissed the knuckles of his hands. Izumi didn't miss his beautiful blond lashes as he closed his eyes to do so.

"I know you've had sex with other people before me..."

"Only with one person," Demian interrupted him, and as always when the subject came up, he seemed oddly tense.

"I just wanted to know how far you'd gotten with that person, if that's something you're ok sharing," Izumi blurted out without looking him in the face. He was too embarrassed to ask that, and besides he didn't know if Demian would be upset. Who was he to dig into his past if it wasn't something that Demian had decided to tell him willingly? He hadn't gotten an answer yet and he already regretted asking.

"We went all the way," he answered him after a pause. Somehow, it seemed that Demian had relaxed and that providing that information wasn't painful for him. Izumi felt a great relief. "He was older than me, and since he knew more, he was the one who... Well, you know."

Izumi didn't want to ask any more questions. Although he knew that Demian would tell him in detail if he asked him, it was not something he wanted to know either. He had enough insecurities at his core without adding facts that might prompt him to compare himself to someone else.

"I want to be your first time," Izumi whispered, caressing his cheek.

Demian watched him puzzled, but, seconds later, a small twitch in his eyebrows made Izumi sure he had gotten the message. If Demian had never been the one to penetrate someone else, Izumi wanted to be the first. 

"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you," Demian told him mere millimeters from his lips. Izumi was melting just from breathing the same air as him.

"I want everything with you, Demian," he whispered back. He was afraid, but also had an immense need to feel him closer, to give Demian a unique experience that no one else had given him, to know that Demian was inside him.

Demian hugged him and gave him little kisses up and down his neck and collarbone. He was extremely affectionate in every gesture and it made Izumi relax. Nothing could go wrong with such a person. Life with him could only be beautiful, beautiful like his kisses and caresses.

They both started to take off their clothes while kissing each other. There was hugging and touching between kisses, but they were in no hurry. They just wanted to enjoy each other's taste and touch as they gave each other all the love in the world.

When Demian's naked, erect member pressed against his, Izumi let out a small sound of pleasure that meant "more, more."

Demian reached for something on his nightstand and Izumi looked at it curiously. He had no experience in sexual intercourse, but he knew what it was. He'd never told Demian about it, but after the first time they'd touched, he'd browsed through some gay-themed manga in bookstores to see what things they did, and in almost all of them lube was present. If his partner kept that in his nightstand it was because he was planning to use it at some point, wasn't it? Knowing that Demian had already considered sleeping with him and having one of them penetrate the other made his heart race.

"Lie down, I want to look into your eyes while we do it," Demian told him almost in whispers, and Izumi got a shiver that ran through his fingertips. If Demian asked him in that voice he would do anything.

Once lying down, Demian spread his legs apart and positioned himself between them. He poured some of the contents of the canister onto his fingers and brought them up to Izumi's opening.

Izumi closed his eyes in preparation and Demian kissed him as he slipped a finger inside him. Calmly, gently, carefully. Izumi breathed harder, adjusting to the sensation. It wasn't that big of a deal, his muscles could handle it. But he couldn't hold back a higher-pitched moan as he inserted his second finger and began to thrust both in and out as if he was already penetrating him with his member.

"Ah... Demian... Ah..."

"Are you all right? I can stop when you tell me," Demian told him with concern and cheeks so rosy you could feel the heat just looking at them.

"Don't stop..."

Demian swallowed audibly and continued as he kissed him all over and whispered. "You're beautiful... I love you, Akizumi..."

When Izumi had begun to feel pleasure in the back-and-forth of his fingers, Demian pulled them out, eliciting a small moan of protest.

"I'm going to... I need to..." Demian hesitated, not knowing how to find the words to explain that he possibly couldn't take it anymore, that he was too aroused and needed to penetrate Izumi at once.

Izumi held his face with both hands and nodded. "Do it."

The tip of Demian's member pressed against his entrance, larger than the fingers he had inserted earlier. But Izumi was ready to tuck him in and wrap his body around him, so when Demian pushed in it made them both let out a pleasure moan.

"Akizumi..."

They looked into each other's eyes as Demian carefully moved in and out. The pace was slow but steady, getting a little bit deeper each time.

"Demian... Ah... Ah..."

It was the first time for both of them, one way or another. Care and slowness gave way to more agitation. The more Izumi moaned, the deeper Demian seemed to need to thrust it in, burying himself in to the hilt when his partner wrapped his legs around him and pulled him tight against himself.

"Ah, Akizumi... If you do that..."

"Keep going... Keep going, please..."

Faster and faster pounds continued to Izumi's demands. He wrapped his arms and legs around Demian as he thrust in and out at a pace that was nothing like it had been a few minutes ago. Demian was penetrating him eagerly, and Izumi was receiving him with waves of pleasure throughout his body.

They were one. Of all the people in the world, Demian had chosen him. Izumi held him tighter, overcome with pleasure and the love he felt for his partner.

"Demian... Demian...!"

Arching his back, Izumi felt his climax come more wildly than usual. As he cum against Demian's stomach, Demian rested his forehead on the pillow next to Izumi's face and let out a loud choked groan as he reached his own orgasm. Izumi felt him fill him with his semen as he gave the final thrusts against his body.

They both lay as they were, still in each other's arms and barely catching their breath.

"Are you okay?" asked Demian still panting. 

"Better than ever," Izumi answered him without letting go. He wanted to stay like this longer, with the weight of Demian's naked body on his. He stroked his back as he closed his eyes and smiled to himself.

"I like that I was the first," he finally told him in a very tired voice.

"You are the first of so many things, Akizumi..." Demian kissed his forehead and lay down next to him, pressing him against himself. "And even if you weren't, you're the only one."

More kisses. Over his hair, his face, his chin.

"You're the only one for me."

Izumi felt a pleasant warmth in his heart like every time Demian said those things to him. No, he didn't just say them. He always proved them. It was getting easier and easier to believe him and think it was true that Demian would love him forever.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you," Izumi told him as he hid his face in his neck. It was hard for him to express himself, but he wanted to make an effort because it was what Demian deserved. He didn't want any more misunderstandings between them, and if Izumi was dying for him, he had to know.

"Are you asking me to marry you?"

Izumi choked and Demian started to laugh. It was a joke, of course. It wasn't like they could get married anyway, not in that country. But Izumi didn't need that title at all. Under the same roof, in that safe place they called home, Izumi knew they would continue to profess their love for each other and share everything like the life partners they were. He didn't need anything else.

Only Demian. Always Demian.

THE END.

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Merry Christmas! Last R18 scene of the year, but more to come in 2024 o3o