100 Day Challenge Prompt

Challenge 1- Beginnings

Title: Beginnings

Pairing: Kamijo/Teru

Genre: Romance

Notes: Really my first writings for this pair. I like the two of them a lot, so suggestions and such are nice and I would really like them~

Synopsis: Teru and Kamijo are spending some quality time together before they need to be onstage.

They hadn't been like this before. The contact had never been so much at once. A kiss on the cheek here, a hug there. That's all it was before now. Before this. He didn't know where this came from, or why. What he did know was that he didn't want it to stop. Never stop.

Fumbling his arm out, Teru grasped the door and turned the lock. His other arm kept the taller male close to himself, licking and sucking the pale skin of his neck. Red marks adorned the alabaster flesh./ A signature. A claim. A tag. A collar of bruised skin showing the world who this boy belonged to.

Him. Him and no one else. Just him.

His hands were all over. Touching and groping. Hands that were gentle, yet rough. Tugging and pulling at the elaborate clothing. The smaller had to reign him in to stop him before he was ahead and ripping the clothing apart. That outfit was needed after all, the concert slot was only an hour away. A rip now would he detrimental.

But those concerns were not on the mind of the taller male. This boy was his, all his. His lips were the instruments that elected sweet moans from the boy underneath him. Those hands running through his golden locks pushed goosebumps over his flesh and urged him to do more. To take more.

Their lips met in a bruising embrace. Swollen and hungry. Tasting each bit. Tongues crashed and rolled over each other. Tasting. Teasing. The smaller of the two needed more. He needed more flesh to flesh. His hands moved to the others chest, grasping the fabric and pulling, urging it to come off.

Lips parted and a whine followed after. "Not now, little Teru-chan~" his voice whispered, lulling the other into a peaceful daze. That voice, so deep and beautiful. Silken. Sultry. Alluring.

"K-Kamijo-san… I-I need-"

"You will get it, little Teru-chan," the elder cut him off, holding his chin with his thumb and forefinger. Leaning forward, he created silence once more by taking the other into a small, chaste kiss.