Ozpin moaned faintly, a half-stifled sound that still comes out loaded with satisfaction as his hold braces Qrow through the quivers of pleasure passing through him. He gasps for air, the last of the tension in his body easing as the aftershocks fade. When he opened eyes, the huntsman is smiling at him with a gentle look on his face.

Ozpin was given a moment of relaxation, his eyes closed. Qrow watched him breathe until he could finally catch on to the racing of his heart and feel sudden pleasure fading away.

Qrow wrapped his arms around Ozpin's chest and hugged him from behind. He pulled the professor tight to him and kissed his shoulder blade. "See, I told you, you can't underestimate me."

Ozpins answered him through a chuckle.

He looked into Ozpin's eyes for permission who nodded as he swallows, greedily anticipating the kiss. Qrow kissed him deeply, holding him tightly and squeezing the breath out of the shivering body with his mouth and arms. The kiss was graceless and hungry, his teeth scraps against Ozpin's and he could feel the professor return his intensity, matching him, even pushing forward. With a suddenness that was almost jarring, Qrow released him.

"Oz? Are you ready?"

Qrow turned the shower back on and the water rained down on their bodies sticky with the last release. Ozpin was stretched on the wall, with his rear facing Qrow who pressed against him. It was easier to prepare him this way, with the water offering itself as their lubrication.

"I promise I won't hurt you,"  Qrow whispered, but his hands groping his ass were telling Ozpin otherwise. He was going to be rough and all out. Ozpin remained silent because he was already focused on what is about to come, his body quivering with adrenaline and anticipation and nerves all together.

Qrow decided another position. He pulled Ozpin's further behind him...

"Ozpin, I know this is going to hurt. Rest your hands on the wall."

Ozpin nodded and obediently rested his elbows on the wall and closes his eyes. Qrow fingered around the entrance first before easing in a digit. Ozpin opened his mouth but shuts it again, clenching his hands and not his hole. At first, it thrusts in and out until he finally curled it.

Qrow felt the entrance tighten around his finger. Qrow is pressing against him, rocking his hips forward to grind against Ozpin's hip as he worked the other open with his touch. He ducked his forehead on him and licks the back of his neck. "Does it hurt?"

The headmaster shook his head. He managed a small "No." He wasn't hurt, the headmaster had been though experiences worse than this but it was painful to think when a throbbing length slid beneath his balls.

As if his mind was read, Qrow said, "Sorry. I'm hard."

Qrow pushed into him without any more warning like the first one, his fingers were long and had made it deep with the initial action. Ozpin was silent, biting his lower lip with the awareness of a third finger. The new addition will be no doubt, painful.

And it was there when Ozpin moaned and lifted his head, opening his hands on the cool wall. He wanted to hang on to something but the younger huntsman was behind him and the wall was flat. The only thing keep in him steady was a hand on his hip. He was holding on to the sounds he wanted to make, they his lungs with overheated air that makes him feel like he’s burning from the inside his lungs but the fingers made him feel the same with his butt.

Qrow was just watching but he was breathing heavily and closing eyes so that he hold on until he can get inside. He didn't know how much longer he can hold on.

The wet fingers, with the third one, ease in with force, sliding in knuckle-deep. Ozpin made a startled sound, something between a gasp and a half-formed groan as fingers scissor him from inside. He has just came but the strange sensation was making him horny again.

Ozpin would have pulled himself free but the hand clutching his waist kept him still.

"You're almost ready," Qrow reassured him, using his tongue to shape his back.

The headmaster fluttered his eyes shut, shutting away the sound of the shower and everything else except for Qrow so he can focus entirely on how fast Qrow's fingers are moving, on the sound of the other’s breathing, hot and frantic at his back. He decided to help out his friend, no, the term would be lover at this point. He angles his hips back, makes him meet Qrow’s forward motion with his own, and the huntsman groans and draws his fingers free so fast Ozpin opens his eyes wide at the rush of friction. There’s still nothing to see except for the white wall but there was a lot to feel.

Qrow straightened himself, removing his weight from the back of the other. Ozpin felt his hard length touching his entrance, awfully hard against his skin and the delay couldn't be any worse to Qrow. He wanted Ozpin to love him, not hate him from their making of love.

Words came out of the younger huntsman's teeth, "I'm going in..." all he needed was another hesitant his below before he tips his hips forwards and push into the body of his beloved. His cock slides in and a gasp is caught in Ozpin's throat. He slid farther into the professor, deeper into the virgin who moans loud and helpless from the intrusion. It keeps sliding in until Qrow was up to the hilt, did they both release their own sounds of relief; a loud groan from Qrow and a long sigh from Ozpin.

Ozpin felt so full inside while Qrow never felt so determined and wanting from the hot entrance. He slid out, and when he was slowly doing so, the hot flesh clenched around him. They were both breathing hard and keeping the selves under control. Qrow gritted his teeth when he slid until only the head was inside. He slid in again slowly, which was agonizing torture to him. He pulled back again and a groan escaped him when another grip of tightness was pulling him. He didn't know if Ozpin was doing it on purpose.  And he stopped when he thinks he can't stop carnal desire from tearing apart the one below him. Ozpin spoke from the delay.

"I'm not fragile Qrow..." A hand as big as his laid on the hand on his hip. "You can do whatever you want with me because I love you—"

Damn it.