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The Boar Hat is closed for the weekend so the Captain gave everyone permission to do whatever they want whether it be relaxing or going shopping. Diane and Elizabeth decided to go to town with Gowther because he had nothing else to do. Merlin’s back at her house probably brewing another potion and Hawk went with her. Escanor is writing a poem in his room and King is probably floating somewhere.
While everyone is occupied, the couple had stayed in their shared bedroom, preferring to keep indoors and laze in bed all day because why the heck not. Day offs are rare even in the Boar Hat and Meliodas definitely needs an off day from all the customers and missions — and he would never admit it out loud but he’s been looking forward to spending some alone time with Ban who had been away on a separate mission assigned by King Bartra for nearly two weeks. People still find it weird that the two of them are dating considering the fact that they rarely go on romantic dates but if you asked Ban, he’ll say that having a fistfight with the Captain is a date enough. Meliodas would agree — kind of.
They indeed stand out as a couple though — there’s no lying about that. But neither of them have cared about people’s thoughts and opinions anyway. As long as their closest friends accept them then they don’t need the whole world to be on their boat. It’s a small boat, to begin with anyway.
“It’s a nice day outside,” Meliodas muses out loud, craning his head to the side to look out the window beside their bed and watches the clouds slowly pass by. Ban, who had his head buried in the crook of his neck, looks up as well but only for a mere second before groaning and burying his head further in the latter’s warmth. The two of them are stark naked underneath a thin white blanket. Ban is using Meliodas’ arm as a makeshift pillow with an arm lazily draped over his waist and a leg over his. “Elizabeth told me there’s a lake by the woods. Maybe you and I could go for a swim,” Meliodas suggests, turning his head so his nose is buried in the fluffy locks of Ban’s light sapphire hair. He smells like ale and lavender — but mostly bitter ale.
“Are you telling me to get out of bed to go fucking swim in cold and filthy water?” Ban grumbles but there’s no bite to his tone. “I don’t think the water is filthy,” Meliodas says and earns a pinch on the cheek from Ban. “That’s not my point, Captain,”
“Then what is it? Can you not swim?” the blonde teases, earning another pinch and a little harder this time. “I can swim, bastard!” Ban yells softly, lips pulled between a pout and a scowl. Meliodas won’t say it out loud but he secretly finds it adorable how the man of greed has a knack for foul language.
“Prove it,” he challenges and Ban gives him a hard look before groaning and nuzzling the side of his neck. “I don’t wanna fucking swim, you dumbass. Why? do you want to swim?”
“I don’t mind staying here until the evening but I just thought you’re bored. Aren’t your long legs feeling cramped?” Ban gives his legs a little wiggle and one of them had indeed fallen asleep but he doesn’t admit that. “Well, why don’t we go for another round so I won’t be bored?” smirking suggestively, Ban props himself up on his elbows and moves to straddle the Captain. The blanket pools around his waist but it leaves the area between his thighs exposed. “Doesn’t your ass hurt?” Meliodas shouldn’t be asking because Ban’s used to any type of pain there is and it’s no secret between them that he’s a little bit of a masochist especially during intimate moments like this.
“What are you talking about, we’ve only done it twice since this morning. I can go all night long,” Ban singsongs, already grinding his hips and creating friction against their cocks. He looks beautiful like this with his tanned skin almost glowing underneath the sunlight, thighs thick and muscles taut. It doesn’t take long for Meliodas to get aroused completely and how could he not when Ban’s grinding his talented hips like this.
Ban reaches behind him to prod a finger against his entrance, humming in satisfaction when he feels his puckering hole still loose and wet before lifting himself on his knees. He spreads his cheeks and Meliodas positions the tip of his cock to his entrance before Ban slowly sinks down with a shuddering moan. He slides down with no restriction until his ass is flushed against the Captain’s lap. “So good,” he throws his head back, biting his lips in bliss when his lover fills him up completely. They’ve done this countless of times but he’ll never grow tired of being filled to the brim.
“You’re such a slut,” Meliodas chuckles, his expression unchanging. “Only for you, Cap’n,” Ban purrs seductively and begins rolling his hips, eliciting a groan from the blonde beneath him. Oh, how wonderful his hips are. The man of greed has always been this experienced and talented, and it’s as if he knows just the exact way to move his body to bring his Captain absolute pleasure.
Ban plants a palm on the wall beside him for leverage while his other hand intertwines with his lover’s — it’s a sweet gesture, one that brings a heat of affection to spread across his chest but that heat is quickly overlapped with a sudden surge of pleasure when Meliodas snaps his hips upwards, thrusting his cock against his prostate. Ban chokes on a loud, shameless moan and squeezes their hands together. “Again,” he pants. “Do that again,” and Meliodas happily complies. He thrusts up, meeting the latter’s hips until they’re moving in perfect unison with the bed creaking underneath them, harmonizing with Ban’s wanton moans and Meliodas’ guttural groans and breathy grunts. It’s their favourite melody.
Ban bounces a little harder and faster, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room and when Meliodas wraps a hand around his cock, Ban literally screams. Every cell in his body are inflamed with arousal and the desire to go harder, faster until permanent bruises paint his ass and until all he can think of is his lover’s name and his lover’s warm touches against his blazing skin. He wants Meliodas to fuck him insane.
“Cap’n!” it comes out in a slutty slur as he detaches his hand from the wall to tweak his one of his nipples between his fingers. “Please touch me more,” and of course Meliodas complies again, never the one to deny the younger male his desires when he’s asking so politely. He sits up, face leveled with the latter’s chest where he plants open-mouthed kisses on the skin glistening with sweat. He runs his hands all over Ban from his trembling thighs to his slim waist and up to his muscular torso where he gives his pectorals a little squeeze before taking one perk nipple between his lips and sucking on it. Ban yelps, his hand comes up to card through golden locks, as his chest arches towards the sinful tongue swirling around his areola until the area is left swollen. Meliodas does the same treatment to his other nipple before he leans up and crashes their lips together. It’s a heated mess of teeth and tongue but they melt into it nonetheless.
Meliodas licks every crook and cranny of Ban’s mouth, flicking his tongue behind his front row of teeth and letting his sharp canines scrape him a little before he glides his tongue against Ban’s wet muscle, humming in arousal.
“So close, Cap’n,” Ban murmurs between abused lips. Tears are welling up in his eyes from the overwhelming pleasure that only seem to increase with each passing second. He could feel his orgasm pooling in the pit of his stomach and as much as wants to draw this out, he really, really wants to cum. “Go ahead,” Meliodas says, his voice a little hoarse but still the same as ever. Between the two of them, he’s the one who can keep his steady composure in check despite being driven with pleasure.
Meliodas wraps his fingers around Ban’s cock again and starts jerking him. He twists his wrist and thumbs his weeping slit while he uses his other to slam Ban down on his cock, impaling him. “Cum for me, slut,” he whispers, his voice suddenly changing to a deep and low tone that he knows Ban absolutely loves and as expected, Ban shudders as he comes with a wanton cry. Thick white ropes shoot out from his cock, painting the Captain’s chest with his release. Ban’s walls constrict around the thick cock inside him and Meliodas grunts at the pressure but it’s enough to drive him over the edge as he spills inside Ban with a guttural groan, filling him up until it leaks out of him with his cock still lodged deep inside.
“Cap’n...” Ban mewls softly, his body going languid. Meliodas flips him with his back against the mattress before he could collapse and crush him. He spreads Ban’s thighs and slowly pulls out of him, whistling in amusement when blobs of cum dribble out from his abused hole. “I’ll clean you up,” he says and is about to hop off of the bed when Ban yanks him down next to him.
“Cuddle me,” he demands. “Ban, your ass is leaking,” Meliodas frowns but he slides an arm underneath the greed’s head and pulls him to his chest anyway, knowing just how clingy and touchy Ban is after sex. “I’m not scraping cum off of your ass if it dries,” he says and Ban simply purrs against his clavicle.
Meliodas sighs, his frown turning into a small smile as he tugs the blankets over them. He plants a peck on Ban’s forehead and closes his eyes, sighing once again as overwhelming happiness washes over him.
Days like these are rare but that’s what makes them so special.