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Hiroki's Birthday - Part 1
"Hiro-san! Hiro-san!" Nowaki nudged the still sleeping Hiroki. Cocooned in a bundle of sheets and blissfully sleeping unaware, Hiroki merely grunted.
"Hiro-san, wake up!" Nowaki's efforts produced only more discontent grumbles.
When the nudger proved to be very persistent and still shaking his shoulders, Hiroki rather violently swatted the hands away and with an impressive growl, turned over onto his stomach to continue his peaceful slumber.
Nowaki gave a small pout. True, this was an everyday ritual, but today was Hiro-san's birthday! And though the midnight grope they'd had (one of Nowaki's timely birthday presents to a very reluctant Hiroki, of course) may have attributed some to his lover's tiredness, Nowaki still thought that was no reason not to wake up. And furthermore, Hiro-san was going out for work at the university, the rest of the day. Never mind the test Hiro-san was cackling about last night, Nowaki was going to be without Hiro-san for the whole day on Hiro-san's birthday! Nowaki thought that some morning time well spent together should be granted as compensation.
But of course, his Hiro-san was as difficult to wake up as any other day.
Nonetheless, not giving up, Nowaki pursued the task again. When only a muffled and mumbled "go away" was the response, Nowaki tried a different approach. Granted, Nowaki had promised Hiro-san a long time ago not to wake him up this way on workdays, Nowaki thought today warranted special measures.
Slipping under the blankets, Nowaki trailed one of his hands into Hiro-san's messy hair and the other down the wonderfully bare spine in appreciation. Leaning down, he started nibbling on the tip of one ear and gave it a leisurely lick. The hand down lower Hiroki's back slowly curled around to the front and slid upwards to one tempting nipple. Tweaking the bud, Nowaki whispered, "Hiro-san, wake up."
Hiroki hmmed and turned his head towards Nowaki. Nowaki lowered his head to press a gentle kiss while a smile curved his lips at his lover's unconscious gesture. His hand left Hiroki's torso and continued on a path downwards, slipping into the waistband of Hiroki's boxers.
Hiroki's eyes sleepily blinked open and he released a gasp just as Nowaki's hand gripped his member. He lay still for a moment, uncomprehending the sensations. Then, Hiroki thanked the excuse of having just woke up and yielded fully in to Nowaki's ministrations while outwardly hissing a curse.
And so began their day...
TBC
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