This One's for Bigfoot (SagAqua 18+)
additional tags if this were AO3: sagaqua, vague relationship status, sag is affectionate but it’s Not Like That, cryptid hunting gays, mention of monsterfucking, outdoor sex, giggly sex, dry humping, exhibitionism kink undertones, anal fingering, cheesy petnames, blowjob, mild hair pulling, anal sex, unprotected sex, they just don’t because these immortals don’t catch disease, but i’m not justifying it oh god PLEASE use protection stay safe, brief mention of switching, aqua powerbottoms this time round though, really sag is letting aqua do all the work, fixed signs get away with whatever
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“Aqua…”
The called man hummed, not looking up from what he was doing. “Hm~?”
Sag gulped, holding back a breathy moan as Aqua continues to straddle his hip and fixate himself on that one spot that connects Sag’s neck to his shoulder, determined to make a lasting mark there.
“Should we— move to the tent?”
The hands that were busy unbuttoning his shirt and snake their way all over Sag’s chest stilled, and for the first time in what seems like forever, Aqua’s gaze met his.
“This is like, the first time ever I’ve had you suggest we move to somewhere less in the open than the other way around”, Aqua couldn’t help but chuckle.
Sag laughed along. This set up really is ridiculous. One day, they just decided to go out into the woods to hunt for cryptids — nothing unusual for them at all. But after hours of hiking and a whole bunch of nothing else, they set up their tent and picnic mat for a late lunch, and somewhere down the road they must’ve gotten horny and made out and now on the verge of a full-blown outdoor sex — nothing unusual for them either. So it really is strange that for once in his millenniums of a lifetime, Archibald fucking Kieron suggested they move somewhere remotely more indoor.
“It’s just that— this Bigfoot or Mothman or whatever you said was here in this woods could’ve walked in on us anytime and we’d be one of those couple you see in horror movies who die for having sex away from everyone else.”
“Sag, are you like… Scared?”
“No”, he replied quickly, but didn’t elaborate on that.
Aqua laughed once more. “It’s fine if you are, we’ll go in. Just surprised that this is coming from my favorite monsterfucker partner who told me this morning he’d share that Bigfoot dick with me.”
“I’m not scared”, Sag scoffed, his pride at the end winning against everything else. “You know what, forget it, you shitty cryptid. Continue what you were doing. If Bigfoot saw us he might feel so left out he goes straight to threesome rather than this long ass foreplay you’re doing.”
“That’s the spirit”, Aqua grinned, undoing the rest of his buttons and throwing Sag’s shirt to the side along with his coat from a while ago.
He drank in the sight of Sag being significantly more disheveled and naked than he is (as Aqua the kinky bastard has always preferred clothed sex), running his hands everywhere he get to. Biceps, shoulder blades, the dip on his back, abs, chest — they have slept together often enough that Aqua memorize every curve Sag has to offer, but God does he touch him like the first time. Aqua is thankful Sag works out, and in mutualism Sag is glad Aqua worships his body. He would never admit it outright, but he loves the attention; just a fire sign thing, he suppose.
Sag squeezed Aqua’s shoulder impatiently, but Aqua who were busy sucking a spot just below Sag’s adam’s apple doesn’t seem to care, making Sag groan in both pleasure and annoyance.
“You’re insufferable.”
“You’re crazy about me”, Aqua teased, now fully sitting on Sag’s lap, letting their groins press against each other.
Sag’s breath hitched, and he let out a whimper as Aqua buckled his hips, rubbing themselves together through their jeans. The blue-haired man’s gaze was glued onto Sag’s expression, his whole face glowing red. But between all of that, Sag laughed.
“Is th— ah! — Is this the fucking hill you want to die on?? Us dry humping and coming into our pants like a pair of first-time teenagers??”
Aqua hummed, his smirk holding back a laugh himself. “You know, I don’t mind that at all.”
“Aqua, come on…” Sag whined loudly, pushing his hips up to get as much friction as possible. Aqua snorted. “Easy there, lassy.”
“Suck me off, fuck me, ride me, I don’t care. Just please, not— ugh— THIS.”
“Your dirty talking needs a little work…”
“Srinu”, Sag whimpered, putting on his best doe-eyed look. “Pleasepleasepleaseplease, for me?”
Aqua froze on his tracks and gulped. Finally, he smiled and sighed in defeat. “You sure know when to pull out the first names, huh, Archi?”
He gently pushed Sag to lay down and unbuttoned his jeans for him, pulling his boxers and jeans of completely off in one motion. Sag bit down on his lips, the feel of being so exposed and vulnerable in the open, as well as the thrill of possibly being caught by any passerby (or even Bigfoot) frankly turning him on — his sex partner being fully clothed in contrast doesn’t help, too. He shivered at the thought.
Aqua rummaged through his nearby backpack, looking for something. Honestly, Sag isn’t surprised Aqua’s prepared, so he didn’t question him. He finally pulled out a bottle of lube, wasting no time in squirting it onto his palms and rubbing, trying to warm it. After coating his fingers, he nudged Sag’s leg with his knee, and as an experienced partner he understood immediately, opening up his legs.
Aqua bent down and circled one coated finger around Sag’s hole, then pressed it gently against it, checking and testing out the waters. “Hmm… When was the last time you fingered yourself?”
“D-Does it matter?”
“OK, so like say four days?”
Aqua pushed through slowly, making scissoring motion with one finger to make sure Sag’s stretched out enough for another one. Sag writhed and squirmed under his touch, surely he has always been more sensitive than his tough fire sign demeanor let on, and Aqua finds that part about him amusing. The violet-haired zodiac could bench press him if he wants to, but the fact that he beat him in this department is pretty satisfying.
The water bearer introduced a second finger gently, continuing the consistent scissoring. He watched his partner’s expression carefully, and once he got the signal that he’s doing fine, he puts in a third one. Sag could only let out stuttered gasps as the blue-haired man began fucking him with his fingers.
“Don’t hold back, baby”, Aqua breathed, and Sag took it as his cue to moan aloud.
Sag reached for his erected dick, desperate to get himself off. Aqua grabbed his hand to stop him and set his hand aside. With his free hand, the latter held on to the base of his dick, rubbing and massaging lightly. Sag sighed in contentment for a second, but went back to groaning as his partner cheekily rub on the spot under the tip of his dick. Aqua knows the archer long enough to know what formula he likes; stretching out his entire length, getting the sweet spots at the base of his dick, whispering sweet nothings every now and then.
Aqua found himself breathing heavily, getting pleasure in watching Sag squirm and gasp and lost himself from his own hands. When he saw him leaking, his mouth waters, and he made no effort in resisting finally sucking him off. He lapped up the precum with his tongue, then the head of his cock, and then engulfed the whole thing, without a warning — just like that.
“What are you— oh!! Oh, fuck,— you— you absolute jackass”, Sag spoke, but let out a breathy laugh at the end. Aqua chuckled against his dick, and Sag shuddered as he felt the throat enclosed around him vibrate.
Aqua began moving, bopping his head up and down, taking as much of Sag as possible with every thrust. He relish in the way Sag fills him up, his tip reaching the back of his throat just enough not to trigger his well-trained gag reflex, paired with the sweet moans his partner managed to choke out, and he moans alongside him. Sag’s hand grasped at the picnic mat below them and the other ran through Aqua’s hair, tugging his locks lightly, making the latter take a deep breath. His tongue curled to massage the shaft while his free hand held down Sag’s writhing hip.
Aqua’s fingers fucking into him tries its best to pick up the same pace his mouth is going. He changed the angle of his hand, and finally rubbed against that spot within Sag that sets his body aflame. The fire sign shamelessly screamed, hips bucking, and his grip around Aqua’s hair tightening.
The air sign drank in his melodious “There, there!”, “Holy shit”, “Oh God”, “Aqua, please” that slowly dissolves into a bunch of unintelligible overwhelmed mumblings. The overstimulation from both Aqua’s fingers and mouth were starting to overcome him, and with one more scream at Aqua’s name, Sag came into his mouth, whimpering as he let the rest of himself spill out.
His partner gladly lapped up everything, taking in his taste while slipping out his fingers. In a very Aqua fashion, he let go of Sag’s dick with a pop, a string of saliva connecting his swollen reddening lips with the head, and then cheekily declare, “Thanks for the meal!”
Sag, looking as wrecked as ever, groaned in exasperation, but giggled nonetheless. He let go of Aqua’s hair to brush his own sweat-dipped violet bangs out of his eyes, breath hard and heavy.
Aqua crawled and towered over him to get a good look at his masterpiece, and then bent down to kiss him. It wasn’t a long one, but it was sweet either way.
“How come you always look beautiful no matter what we end up doing?” Sag breathed out, trailing fingers down the side of his partner’s face. Aqua smiled fondly, grabbing his hand and proceeded to kiss his knuckles.
“You should see how you look right now, though…”
“You enjoy seeing me looking like a mess and completely losing my shit, huh?”
Aqua laughed, undoing his own pants. “I do.”
Sag watched him shimmy out of his jeans, breath hitching as the blue-haired zodiac rubbed his rear against Sag’s bare crotch.
“And I haven’t seen enough”, he whispered, sapphire gaze remain strong against Sag’s ruby orbs. He brought a hand behind him to hold up Sag’s shaft, still lubricated by his own saliva, and lined him against his own hole which he has stretched enough himself earlier today.
Aqua placed his hands on Sag’s abdomen to steady himself and then thrusted down with no hesitation, groaning simultaneously along Sag. He took a second to catch his breath and regain himself, his partner soothingly rubbed his hand along his arm to tell him to take his time.
Finally, he bounced on Sag’s dick in a steady pace, taking in more and more of his inches with each time he comes down. Aqua threw his head back, savoring himself in the sensation of having Sag full and warm inside him, letting out short and breathy yelps.
Sag kissed on his exposed neck, returning the favor of leaving lovebites all over him, hands holding his waist steady. Aqua heard him offer more and more praises his way, calling him beautiful, amazing, and a bunch other things Aqua didn’t catch for being too caught up riding him instead. He did, however, look down to exchange another kiss with him.
“You like this, don’t you?” Aqua tried his best making his voice steady, even though he feels absolutely wrecked himself. “You like it when I go down on you, using your dick to take all the pleasure I want for myself?”
“I do, I do, I do”, Sag whimpered, expression overwhelmed with pleasure. “Oh shitshitshitshitshit, you’re so amazing sweetheart, holy fuck, I love you, I love you so much.”
The petname and unexpected burst of affection took him by surprise and next thing he knew Aqua was coming all over his shirt and Sag’s stomach, cursing out a moan. Sag followed soon after at the sight of Aqua’s blissed out expression, coming in him deep and filling him up thoroughly with a hiss.
They both remained in their position for what seemed like forever, panting and pressed together, Aqua burying his face in the crook of Sag’s neck.
“So, no Bigfoot”, Sag finally said. “But I did manage to fuck another cryptid.”
They chortled out a laugh.
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A/N: Stan Roselia.
Anyways this will be a serious of Porn Without Plot with a bunch other pairings on random, but I’m not promising in doing all of them. Next installment should be tomorrow and please… Don’t look at me Like That
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