Yesterday was never a good day for Aiden. Primo pisses him off and Drax almost ravishes him to no end. He is now inside Daime's bedroom while the youngest of the Santoros is working on his assignment.

He looks over and smiles at Daime who is leaning towards the direction of his homework as he muffles under his breath the very sentence that is written in his notes.

"The index assumes values starting with the value on the right hand side of the equation and ending with the value above the summation sign."

Daime frowns as he reads his notes thoroughly before shifting to his homework again. Aiden watches him as he scrolls down his phone when it suddenly starts ringing.

Aiden looks at the caller ID and presses the red button, ending the call before it could even start. He shuts his phone down and lays on his stomach while he continues to stare at Daime.

"How long will you be studying? I am bored."

Daime looks behind him and stares at Aiden's position. He smiles and puts down his pen as he circles his way to his bed. Aiden looks at him with lust and chuckles.

"We can't do it. You are still not done."

Daime shakes his head and climbs to his bed. His long arms immediately wrapping around Aiden's waist as he grabs him to his lap.

"Who says that I am not done?"

Daime kisses him on his forehead as it trails down to his nose and stops before he kisses Aiden's lips.

Aiden smiles and loops his thin chicken noodle arms around Daime's nape as he pushes the youngest's head as he leans towards him as well.

Aiden puts his legs and loops them around Daime's hips as he pushes himself forward, straddling on his lap as he deepens the kiss more.

"Fuck."

Is what Aiden's lips produce as he is shoved against the wall, head banging and soft cries as he smacks against the wall from the other weight.

The youngest Santoro pins him between his own body and the wall, their lips align and panting softly.

Aiden squeals at the possessive bite placed high on his neck.

"Da—"

His words are interrupted by a grind of hips and the sudden grip right where his ass turned into thigh.

"Da-Daime…"

Aiden hisses and shivers from the deep growls that leave the ravens lips, his chest rumbling.

And he is in a perfect position; his mouth is by Aiden's ear making it more enhanced as he shivers again.

His legs tightening around Daime's waist, jerking them against his crotch, his hands wiggling from their place pinned above his head with his large right hand.

"We—Wait—"

Aiden wants to scream from the uncomfortable pressure from his pants against his slowly hardening shaft.

He could tell by the low growls from Daime that it is the same with the bulge that pressed against Aiden's ass.

They haven't even taken off clothes, but the whole room already smelled like sex. He whines softly, shivering at the feeling of the elder using his free hand to rip, quite literally, his shirt off.

"It might not be me but I can prove what I can do to pleasure you."

Hot breath fans against Aiden's neck and he tightens the grip he had on Daime's hair as they stumbles into their bed and falls onto the bed. Daime easily reaching under the bed for a box.

"What are you doing? What is that?"

Aiden flushes and his skin is light pink. Daime licks his lips in concentration, snatching the bonds they would be- he would be using on Aiden.

He tied Aiden's hands together then into the bed above him.

Should he tie Aiden's legs above his head also, leaving him fully exposed to hungry grey eyes? He shivered at the thought.

Aiden is incredibly flexible.

He could be push to over full split, legs spread and hips rise leaving nothing to Daime's imagination. It was a blessing, Daime thought.

How flexible, how many ways he could bend Aiden, getting him deeper and deeper inside the small ball of sunshine.

Daime, for now, kept Aiden's legs lock against his waist.

Aiden is rock hard, looks so achingly hard resting against his belly making Daime's mouth water.

But what made snap is the beautiful expression of want that was on Aiden's face, hazy eyes and almost drooling.

Pushing his legs apart Daime leans down, lapping at the brown haired's entrance, eyes locking with Aiden's muddy brown eyes, poking and prodding with his tongue until he could push his tongue inside Aiden's hole, curling the muscle gently.

Daime grunts gently as he watches his eyes flutter shut in pleasure and he quickly draws back.

"Keep your eyes on me, baby."

Aiden almost shrieks at how low Daime's voice is, hips jittering and shaking as he tugs on the bonds, pleading sliding past his swollen lips.

"Daime...Daime, please...please!"

He licks his lips, eagerly wiggles his hips as lubed fingers prodded against the wet hole, hungry eyes burning into Aiden as he arched, neck pushing forward and all to eagerly.

Daime's lips attaching to the skin, leaving plenty of marks, lighter in color, but still marks dotted his skin and chest, his belly and thighs.

He pulled back a bit, grinding his knuckle into a soft spot in Aiden, laughing slightly when he got a high keen in response.

"You are not allowed to come till i tell you ok?"

Praises left his lips as he got a nod in return. He adds another finger, gently raking a nail inside Aiden against his wall.

He grabs a butt plug.

He places it aside happily before he licks his lips and pushes another finger. Daime moved, crawling up the brown haired man till he straddles his head.

"Come on baby, you know what to do with your mouth."

Aiden keeps his hips from jerking when a tongue peaks out from his lips and slides against the slit of Daime's titan, eyes darkened with lust making Daime shiver with excitement.

He places his hands on the headboard and leaned forward a bit, pushing his titan in the older's mouth more, groaning softly others sucking, jerking his hips a bit and pulling back a bit when Aiden gags.

"Fuck, baby. That is amazing. You are doing great."

Daime moves back and away for a second before curling his fingers back inside the other, grinning softly as he pulls his fingers out and generously coats his titan in the liquid.

Aiden watches him carefully.

He knows, he knows how thick and heavy Daime is on his tongue and in his mouth, but he also knows how big and thick Daime is...inside of him.

His back aches at the feeling...the reminder of what is to come, causing him to shiver. Hips jerking a bit at the head that slowly pushes in, Aiden takes a deep breath.

"Push in all the way!"

He murmured, impatience coating his voice, with want and need laced in.

Aiden eyes shot open (when had they closed) at the quick thrust, pushing Daime in the rest of the way.

A scream ripping from his throat followed by the feeling of their lips colliding, covering the scream just a little.

Sliding his large hand up the back of Aiden's thigh, thoughts slip through Daime's mind as his hand reached the back of Aiden's knee, pushing it down on the bed by his head and pressing the other down on the bed.

Aiden's head spun with the pleasure, the world shifting in front of him, accompanied with the slight stars in his eyes, flashes of hot white covered his sight a few times as he tugs on the restraints, begs leaving sinful lips, sinful pleas and sinful moans sliding through their ears and implanting itself in Daime's mind, to live there and let him swim in the sounds when he was alone, when Aiden wasn't there to help relieve him.

Daime gives a hard thrust and Aiden clenched his eyes shut, arching his back and a soft wheeze left his lips. His nails dug into his palms leaving crescent marks onto his skin.

Aiden panted softly, crying at the hard snaps, unrestrained and jerky, uncoordinated and heavy.

It's hot inside Aiden, tight and hot. And every time Daime thrusts, it's like an obscene massage only Daime himself gets while shivers wracks Aiden's body.

The pace is rough and hard, jerking Aiden in positions he didn't know he could accomplish.

Hajime seems possessive this morning. And it is confirmed when Aiden looks into his eyes, that possessive and almost angry look in his eyes.

"Let cum, please! Da-Daime!"

Aiden yelped as he is flips onto his stomach, a sharp slap to his ass with a deep command to keep his hips up made Aiden tenses as Daime's hand presses against his upper back, pinning his chest and head against the bed, watching the needed tears slide down Aiden's face as he snaps his hips back in, jerking the shorter male's back against his cock and he snaps his hips forward, listening to Aiden cries out.

Daime's head tilts back with his eyes closed and mouth open.

"Fuck! Daime! Daime! Daime!"

Aiden keeps on chanting Daime's name as if he is chanting forbidden words to summon a demon.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

PA. PA. PA. PA.

They didn't last long, how Aiden tightens around him and moans.

Oh, a sound that Daime loves.

Aiden shoots his sweet cream onto the bed while Daime hits deeper and deeper inside the petite boy.

How Aiden manages to take Daime to the base always amazes him. Daime grunts lowly, dotting the others back with possessive marks.

Even if Primo is the one who always does it. This is the first time that Aiden accepts Daime's possessive marks.

And those marks made him feels secure and loved. Aiden likes the feeling and wants to feel them more.

Aiden pants and arches his back as Daime gives a particularly hard thrust, his hand tangling in the wild brown haired and tugs it hard and it follows but a loud moan when warmth coats his insides in long ribbons and spurts.

Aiden tightening around him and milking Daime of all he had.

A low and long moan to slide past his lips, knees and thighs shaking as he collapses against the bed, another soft groan when Daime pulls out. But squeaks when something pushes into his still soft hole and he moves, wincing.

"What did you do?"

Daime only winks at him before carrying him to the bathroom and bathe him with his strawberry scented shampoo.

"You can put me down, you know?"

Daime nods but he still carries him all the way to the bathroom. Aiden only frowns but then realizes why Daime carries him all the way through.