Yumi pouted, his cheeks still warm as he buried his face into Shinji's shoulder. "You're so mean… you made me cum… twice… and now it hurts," he mumbled, his voice laced with both embarrassment and exhaustion.
Shinji smirked, his fingers lazily tracing circles on Yumi's back. "Oh? Then maybe I should keep going," he teased, his voice dripping with mischief. "I should make you all wrung out… so much that you feel it even tomorrow."
Yumi's eyes widened as he looked up at him, lips parting in a dramatic pout. "D-Don't you dare!" he huffed, his arms tightening around Shinji's neck as if that would stop him.
Shinji only chuckled, his grip firm as he pulled Yumi closer, his hand trailed to his penis again, "You say that," he murmured, his lips brushing against Yumi's ear, "but your body tells me something else."
Yumi's breath hitched, and he squirmed slightly, his protests weakening. "S-Shinji… ahh… s-stop teasing me," he whined, though his flushed cheeks betrayed how much he was affected.
Shinji tilted his head, placing slow, lingering kisses along Yumi's jawline. "Why stop when you're this cute?" he murmured against his skin, his hands moving with a slow, deliberate touch.
Yumi trembled in his arms, his fingers digging into Shinji's shoulders as another wave of warmth spread through him. His breathing turned shallow, his body reacting before his mind could form words.
"Shinji…" Yumi whimpered softly, his resolve slipping away completely.
Shinji smirked, his voice low and smooth. "Just relax and leave everything to me."
Yumi's breath hitched as he clung to Shinji, his entire body trembling. "Ahh… Shinji, w-wait… it's too much," he whimpered, his voice shaking between pleasure and sensitivity. His fingers gripped onto Shinji's shoulders as if pleading for mercy.
Shinji, however, only chuckled against his skin, his touch unrelenting. "Too much?" he mused, his voice filled with amusement. "But weren't you begging for more just a moment ago?"
Yumi's cheeks burned hotter. "T-That was… b-but now… ahh… it h-hurts…!" he gasped, squirming in Shinji's arms, his body overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through him.
Shinji smirked, leaning in to press a lingering kiss against Yumi's flushed cheek. "You're adorable when you're this sensitive," he murmured, his voice sending shivers down Yumi's spine. "But you know I'm not stopping just yet."
Yumi's whimper turned into a breathless moan, his head tilting back. "Nnh… Shinji… p-please…" His words were barely coherent, his body trembling under the weight of everything he was feeling.
Shinji ran a hand through Yumi's hair, his voice deep and teasing. "Just a little more… you can handle it, right?"
Yumi clenched his eyes shut, his breath coming in uneven gasps. "I… ahh… I don't… know…!" he cried out, his body unable to decide whether it wanted to resist or surrender.
Shinji kissed the corner of his lips, his smirk never fading. "Then just let go."
Yumi finally climaxed for the third time, Coting his hand in his sperm.
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Yumi lay against Shinji's chest, his breath unsteady as he tried to collect himself. His entire body felt weak, his limbs trembling slightly as he pouted up at Shinji. "You… you're the worst," he muttered, his voice breathless but filled with frustration.
Shinji grinned, trailing a finger down Yumi's arm. "Oh? I seem to recall someone calling me 'the best' just a moment ago."
Yumi's face burned hotter, and he turned away with a pout. "T-That was before! You're relentless! Three times, Shinji! Three!" His voice cracked with exasperation. "You don't know when to stop!"
Shinji chuckled, pressing a teasing kiss to Yumi's bare shoulder. "And yet, you never really told me to stop, did you?"
Yumi's pout deepened, but he had no argument. His body still tingled, his breath still shaky from everything that had happened. He wanted to be mad—he really did—but Shinji's smirk, the way he looked at him with that smug satisfaction, made it impossible.
"Don't look so smug," Yumi grumbled, hiding his face against Shinji's chest. "I swear, if you try anything again—"
Shinji shifted slightly, and Yumi immediately tensed, sensing the mischief in his movements.
"Shinji… No," he warned, his voice laced with exhaustion.
Shinji's smirk widened. "Oh, come on, Yumi. You're so cute when you try to act tough."
"Shinji, I'm serious—!"
But his protest was cut short by Shinji's lips capturing his in a slow, teasing kiss. Yumi whimpered against him, his resolve already crumbling.
And just like that, time melted away.
Five hours passed.
When it finally ended, Yumi lay sprawled on the bed, completely drained. His body ached in ways he never thought possible, his mind hazy as he tried to process just how long Shinji had kept going.
"…I hate you," he mumbled weakly.
Shinji only laughed, pulling him into a gentle embrace. "Love you too, Yumi."
He groaned, his entire body feeling sore in ways he never imagined.
"Five hours, Shinji…" Yumi whined, glaring weakly at him. "You're insane."
Shinji, sitting beside him with a smug smirk, stretched his arms as if he had just finished a casual workout. "I told you I wasn't stopping," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "And you didn't exactly complain that much."
Yumi pouted, turning to bury his face into the pillow. "It all hurts… hurts so much," he mumbled dramatically. "I swear, I might not be able to stand for days. My muscles feel like they've been set on fire."
Shinji chuckled, leaning over to press a kiss against Yumi's shoulder. "That just means I did a good job," he teased.
Yumi snapped his head up, his face red with frustration. "You're so bad. So bad! I hate you!"
Shinji only smirked, clearly unfazed. He reached out, tucking a stray strand of hair behind Yumi's ear. "No, you don't."
Yumi huffed, puffing out his cheeks in irritation. "Maybe I do."
Shinji leaned in closer, his voice lower, smoother. "Then why are you still holding onto me?"
Yumi blinked, realizing too late that, despite all his complaints, his fingers were still gripping Shinji's shirt. He blushed furiously before pulling his hands away with a pout. "T-That's just… I was too tired to move!"
Shinji laughed, clearly enjoying Yumi's flustered state. "Sure, sure."
Yumi groaned, sinking back into the sheets. "You're the worst."
Shinji ran a hand through Yumi's hair, his touch surprisingly gentle. "And yet, you love me anyway."
Yumi turned his face away, grumbling under his breath. "…Maybe."
Shinji chuckled again, pressing a soft kiss to Yumi's forehead. "Get some rest, dummy. You'll need it."
Yumi didn't have the energy to argue anymore. He just sighed, closing his eyes as he mumbled, "You're still the worst…" before sleep took over.
Shinji smirked to himself, watching Yumi drift off. "Yeah… but I'm your worst."
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Several minutes later, as the room settled into a quiet calm, Yumi lay with his back to Shinji, his arms crossed as he pouted. He was still upset, refusing to face him.
Shinji smirked, amused by Yumi's stubbornness, but decided to let him be for now. Sleep slowly crept in, pulling them both into much-needed rest.
However, moments later, a soft, muffled sound broke the silence. At first, Shinji thought he imagined it, but then he heard it again—a pained whimper.
His eyes snapped open. He turned toward Yumi and realized the source of the sound. His heart clenched at the sight.
Yumi was curled up slightly, his body tense. His face was scrunched in pain, and his breath was shaky. His fingers trembled as they hovered over his penis, his whole body stiff with discomfort.
Shinji sat up immediately, concern replacing his usual teasing demeanor. "Yumi?" he called softly, reaching out.
Yumi didn't respond. He only shivered, his breathing uneven as he let out another soft whimper.
Shinji's brows furrowed. He gently placed a hand on Yumi's shoulder, turning him slightly. That's when their eyes met—Yumi's filled with unshed tears, his expression twisted in discomfort.
The moment Yumi saw him, his lips wobbled, and he let out a shaky breath before whispering, "It hurts…" His voice was raw with frustration and pain. "It hurts so bad… Shinji, it feels like it's burning…"
Guilt washed over Shinji like a tidal wave. His teasing, his relentless playfulness—he hadn't realized he had pushed Yumi too far. He reached for him, but Yumi weakly smacked his hand away, his pout deepening.
"This is all your fault," Yumi sniffled, his voice breaking. "You did this to me. Five hours… twenty times… What were you even thinking?!"
Shinji winced, rubbing the back of his head. "Okay, okay… maybe I overdid it a little."
"A little?!" Yumi snapped, his voice cracking. He wiped at his tears angrily. "I feel like I'm on fire, Shinji! I can't even move properly! I hate you so much right now."
Shinji sighed, pulling Yumi into his arms despite the weak protests. "I know, I know," he murmured, pressing a kiss against Yumi's forehead. "I was too rough with you."
Yumi sniffled, resting his forehead against Shinji's chest. "You think?"
Shinji held him closer, rubbing slow, soothing circles against his back. "I'm sorry," he murmured against his hair. "Let me make it up to you."
Yumi grumbled, his body finally relaxing slightly as the warmth of Shinji's embrace dulled the lingering pain. "…You better."
Shinji chuckled softly. "I'll take care of you, okay? I promise."
Yumi sighed, nuzzling against him, his exhaustion finally winning over. "You owe me so much, idiot."
Shinji smirked. "Yeah, yeah. I'll make it up to you. But for now, just rest."
And with that, Shinji held Yumi close, ensuring he wouldn't have to suffer alone.
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Yumi let out a shaky breath, his body trembling slightly as he clung to Shinji. His voice was weak, exhausted.
"It burns… it hurts so bad…" His eyes squeezed shut, and he let out another pained whimper. "I can't sleep like this…"
Shinji frowned, guilt weighing heavy in his chest. He brushed Yumi's damp hair away from his face, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead. "I know, love… I'm sorry," he murmured, tightening his hold.
Yumi let out a frustrated sigh, his body curling into Shinji's warmth, seeking some kind of relief. "You're so bad… so bad, Shinji…" His voice cracked, exhaustion dripping from every word. "I hate you so much right now."
Shinji exhaled, stroking gentle circles along Yumi's back. "I know," he admitted, his voice unusually soft. "I pushed you too far. I should've listened."
Yumi sniffled, his breathing uneven as he tried to get comfortable, but every little movement made him wince. "You should've…" he mumbled. "But you never listen…"
Yumi whimpered again, his body tensing as another wave of discomfort hit him. He clenched his fists against Shinji's chest, his breath ragged. "It still hurts… I can't… it won't stop…" His voice was barely above a whisper, laced with exhaustion and frustration.
Shinji tightened his embrace, his brows furrowing as he rubbed soothing circles against Yumi's back. "I know, love… just breathe, alright? I'm here," he murmured, his voice unusually gentle. He hated seeing Yumi like this, and guilt gnawed at him with every shaky breath Yumi took.
Yumi shifted slightly, but even that made him wince. "You don't get to act sweet now," he grumbled, though there was no real bite to his words. He was too tired to argue. Too drained to fight back.
Shinji chuckled softly, though the amusement didn't quite reach his eyes. "I'll do whatever it takes to make you feel better," he promised, pressing another kiss to Yumi's forehead. "Just tell me what you need."
Yumi exhaled a shaky breath, his body instinctively curling into Shinji's warmth despite his frustration. "Just… don't let go," he mumbled, his voice weak. "And don't do that to me ever again."
Shinji smiled softly, holding him closer. "Never again," he whispered, his fingers threading through Yumi's hair in a soothing motion. "Now rest, okay? I'll be right here."
Yumi let out a quiet sigh, his breathing gradually evening out. He was still sore, still aching, but wrapped in Shinji's warmth, the pain felt just a little more bearable.
And as sleep finally started to pull him under, he allowed himself to believe Shinji's promise—just for tonight.
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END OF CHAPTER : 10 : 5 HOURS!