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Nowaki pressed his Hiro-san against the wall of their shared flat. Among Hiroki's many unheard protests, Nowaki slip a long guided hand down the back of Hiroki's pants, "Stop! God you horn do-" he cut him off by slamming his hot swollen lips onto his. His tongue pushing itself uninvited into Hiroki's mouth, finding it's way into unexplored territory. This undoubtedly distracted his Hiro-san blankly, reaching his hand further down to the middle of Hiroki's bottom. Nowaki sucked Hiroki's tongue into his mouth and bit down, dragging his sharp canines along it as Hiroki pulled back.
By the time Hiroki had noticed, Nowaki's finger was far behind him, and was pressing firmly onto his entrance. Nowaki drew circles over the gently rippled hole. Hiroki gasped in a raspy breath at this, and he hid his velvet face into the bare crook of his lovers neck. "Nowaki…" he said. Nowaki just growled animalistically and began to lift Hiroki's chin and began licking gingerly at his neck. When he began to bite and nip, he heard a slightly pleasured moan. He felt his Hiro-san grab at the back of his head, he bit down harder, in response Hiroki dug his nails deep into Nowaki's scalp.
If Nowaki hadn't have had his mouth full, he would have proceeded to tell Hiroki how much this turned him on. He licked upwards to the shell of his ear, he spoke in a low husky voice, "Hiro-san, would you want to…" he pressed his knee into Hiroki's growing groin, "…take this to our room?" Hiroki's grip on his neck tightened and his other hand slid up Nowaki's lean sculpted torso,
"No-Nowaki…" he breathed nervously. Nowaki slid his hand out from behind of his Hiro-san. He worked fast at Hiroki's shirt buttons, Hiroki' followed and began to loosen his tie,
"I take that as a yes." Nowaki said in a seductive tone.
"Sh-Shut up!" Hiroki was beginning to get frustrated.
"Don't worry Hiro-san," Nowaki slid both of his large hands over Hiroki's shoulders to reveal his petite size, "no one will hear us."
This time it was Hiroki who started the lip-locking fight over dominance. He wasted no time shoving his small tongue down Nowaki's throat. Nowaki slipped off Hiroki's tie, embarrassment rose up in the pit of his stomach and nervously broke their kiss. "N-Nowaki…Should…Do you…" His mind was at a blank for words.
"What is it Hiro-san?" concern was scantly written on his face.
" Uh! Uhh…Would you l-l-like me to….uh …"
"Hiro-san!" Nowaki couldn't hide his excitement.
"What? You're...not serious...shit..."
Nowaki grinned, "Would you want to," Nowaki hummed into Hiroki's ear, "top?"
"GAH! don't say that! You are so emabara-" Hiroki was cut off by Nowaki pulling his arm towards their bedroom. "Stop Nowaki, I wasn't serious...it was just a...a...an idea..." Hiroki trailed off and gazed at the sight before him. One very aroused Nowaki, laying half naked with only his silky black boxers rideing low against his narrow hips.
Nowaki raised up on his elbows, "Hiroo-saan."
Hiroki glanced up swiftly realizing that he staring into a trance...