"Gah! Bunny, you idiot, it won't fit-! Uah!"
"Kotetsu-san! Kotetsu-san! I'm sorry. Does it hurt?"
"As if you couldn't see that! I won't forgive you if you won't make me feel good, you hear me?"
"I'm sorry, I will, I promise."
This rabid Bunny was doing the old man no good. He was too forceful, too hasty, too everything. The old man was used to slower, more sensual sex and here he had to deal with a wild youngster like this. How did he deserve this? And how would he sit tomorrow morning? Even having these thoughts crossing his mind was unnerving him. He was not into this sort of thing at all.
Barnaby had practically raided him after work and had dragged him to his apartment. As soon as the front door had snapped shut this hot-blooded whippersnapper began to kiss and hug him and to undress him to boot. There was no chance of resistent. Well, technically there was, with a good punch into Barnaby's guts or a nice kick, or at least by biting his tongue. But that would hurt him and Kotetsu didn't want to hurt his precious partner. How the young man managed to unleash such overwhelming feelings at all was a mystery to him. Barnaby was usually a calm and collected guy, no comparison to his behavior when he was alone with Kotetsu like this. The world seemed to be turned upside down in these moments.
There was just no escape from Barnaby's lips and tongue, from his teeth nibbling on his skin and from his hands feeling him up. Kotetsu's head started to spin like crazy and he began to heat up from embarrassment and all the other long forgotten feelings reawakening inside of him. He felt so wanted, needed, like this guy infront of him couldn't even breath for a second without him. Kotetsu knew this was just nonsense, but he couldn't help himself thinking that way. To be honest, the mere thought of being the submitting part in this relationship made Kotetsu growl. He was used to be strong, to protect, to give love to others, not to be on the receiving end. It felt wrong in so many ways and his pride as a man made him tense up in Barnaby's arms instead of enjoying the embrace.
But then he caught himself looking into these emerald green eyes that would stare at him full of passion and love and he knew Barnaby didn't try to overpower him or something like that. It was just his awkward way of showing his emotions that bordered on clumsiness uncommon for him. And Kotetsu couldn't help but relax at that thought and to finally hug back, kiss back and to stop thinking of any kind of role to fullfill. They were making love and that was all there was to it.