Yessss!!!!

Boys 

Frit smut-Hoodie Stealing Weather

The first, and quite possibly last fanfic by me

Hit was getting ready to head out to get donuts and a few other things when he couldn’t find his black hoodie. Odd, Hit was an organized person, he couldn’t have lost it. Not to mention it wasn’t like he could leave without it. Even though it was 54 degrees outside, Hit is still an assassin and can’t afford to be seen, and that hoodie actually helped a lot.

Hit looked in the first places that come to mind when looking for a sweater, the coat rack, the closet, that one chair where Hit and Frost toss their clothes sometimes.

Nothing

‘Where in the world is it?’ Hit thought to himself as he looked everywhere else he could think of. ‘Might as well ask Frost.’ Hit thought again

“Hey Frost!” Hit called out trying to find him. “Yeah?” Frost’s voice came form the bedroom. Hit could hear crunching coming form there. Frost was probably watching something online. Hit walked to his bedroom and opened the door, where he made a sudden realization.

Frost was laying on his side on the bed, wearing the exact hoodie Hit was looking for.

As cute as Frost looked wearing a sweater probably three or four sizes too big, Hit needed that hoodie.

“Frost?” Hit didn’t ask this, it almost sounds like he said it. “Yes, Hit?” Frost turned over to look at the much larger man. “That’s my sweater you’re wearing.” “I know.” Frost smilied and laughed as Hit gave him a funny look.

“I kinda need that.” Get another one, this one is too comfy.“ “Frost, I-” “But Hiiiiit.” Frost whined like a child instead of letting Hit finish. Hit then got an idea.

“Frost, you know better than to whine like that.” “I know, but this sweater is so comfortable.” “I know something that feels even better than that.” Hit suddenly flashed a smirk making Frost blush. “What do you mean?” Frost asked, embarrassed. “I think you know what I’m talking about.” Hit couldn’t really control his smirk at this point, seeing Frost getting all embarrassed by Hit’s teasing was just too good.

“H-Hit! Don’t you have errands?” Frost blushed more as Hit’s smirked widen. Although Frost was a blushing mess, the now purple faced Icejin let Hit climb on top of him. “I do, but they can wait.” Hit said with a seductive tone. “Oh…. But I-” Frost was interrupted by a gentle kiss when he tried to explain himself. Frost managed to push past his embarrassment and kiss Hit back, wrapping his arms around his big assassin boyfriend. Frost loved the way Hit kissed him: gently but passionately.

Hit finally started blushing when he kissed Frost and felt his arms wrapped around him. Frost’s lips were so soft, like the rest of his skin. Hit also loved his favorite habit of Frost’s: clinging to him and sometimes grinding against his hips when making out, which Frost was just so happened to be doing.

“Ah.~ Hit.~ Don’t tease me tonight. Just do it.” Frost rolled his hips against his lover’s rising bulge as he begged. Frost knew just what Hit likes, and he was going to use it to get what he wants. Frost tried to hide a smile when Hit started complying. 'Always works.’ Frost thought; his thoughts were interrupted by his own moans as Hit started kissing Frost’s neck and sliding his hand up the sweater. There was another reason why Frost wasn’t giving up the sweater so easily, and that was because he was naked underneath.

Hit was actually surprised when he felt no clothes under the sweater, but he wasn’t going to say anything. It does explain why Frost doesn’t have leggings on. 'Well this makes things easier.’ Hit thought as he unzipped the sweater to expose Frost’s body, which was surprisingly warm. “Oh Frost.~ You naughty boy.~” Hit said as he examined the royal Icejin body he loved so much. “You had nothing underneath.” “Of course I didn’t, I was waiting for you.” Hit raised an eyebrow so Frost elaborated. “You see, it’s hoodie stealing weather, so I stole your lucky sweater so you’d come to me.” Frost smirked with every word he said.

Hit was only shocked for a moment. Then another idea came up. “That means I’m going to have to punish you.” He stated. “Of course, come and take me.” Frost replied with a smile. Hit couldn’t have been hornier now, he took off all of his clothes exposing his own body. Hit picked Frost up and turned him over, then he leaned down and whispered. “Are you ready?” Frost bit his lip anticipating what was to come; he also blushed when he felt the heat of Hit’s breath against his ear. “Yes.”

Hit positioned himself then penetrated Frost with one quick movement. He gave time for Frost to adjust, of course, Hit was still big, especially on Frost. Then Frost gave him the signal to start moving by rolling his hips. Hit thrusted at a normal pace. “Ah, Hit. I-Ah!” Frost moaned as Hit thrusted in and out of his snall body. 'Fuck he’s big, even after all of this time he still stretches me.’ Frost bit his lip and took it. “H-Hit. I-I-Oh! Right there!” Frost arched a little as Hit rammed into a pleasure spot, but Hit’s hands kept him in place.

Hit was moaning too at this point. He could feel himself losing control more and more as he went faster and harder. Frost’s moans were his primary motive to thrust harder. Hit loved the Icejin’s moans more than anything.

“Ah! Hit! I’m going to cum!” Frost almost screamed.

“Frost! Ah! Frost!” Hit moaned louder as he came inside Frost. He felt Frost cum too and moaned at how tight he got. Hit rode the orgasm out the laid beside Frost, using his lucky sweater to cover him.

'Those errands really will have to wait now.’ Hit thought to himself as he looked at the time. His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar warmth. “Hit?” “Yes, Frost?” “I love you, you know that.”

“Of course I do.” Hit answered without hesitation. Not even a moment to think a syllable.

Natasha…

very short Frit

Set after the tournament, or a long assassination mission… I don’t know. I just wanted to write Frit lol ~~

“Ow… Hit… it hurts…”

“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry.” Hit groaned into Frost’s neck as he surrounded himself in the warmth of his lover’s body, moving in and out of him so desperately. He’d missed him… he’d missed him so much. He knew it was hurting. He knew Frost was in pain, but he couldn’t… “I can’t stop.” Hit breathed. “I can’t…”

“I… I don’t want you to stop.” Frost uttered. He gripped Hit’s buttocks, pulling him further into his depths. It had been so long… He wasn’t used to it anymore. The pain was sharp, and strong… but his desire was stronger. He needed this… “Please… harder.”

“Whatever you say.” Hit panted against him, and let out a long moan as he plunged into Frost’s body, holding him as close as he could. “Whatever you say…”

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