Naegi carefully waited. He had his legs crisscrossed atop the plush comforter, softly rocking back and forth eagerly. He was so excited for Togami's return.
The only person who may have matched this level of excitement was Togami himself, who would be coming back any minute. He felt himself getting hotter and hotter thinking about Naegi, who might just be patiently waiting like a dog. It made his condition worsen, and his cheeks were red by the time he got to the door. He halted, regained his composure and reapplied his apathetic air, and entered the room.
Just as he had hoped for, Naegi was curled up, his eyes widening as he set them upon the taller boy. Togami, unable to restrict himself, jumped onto the bed, pinning the smaller one to the mattress.
"Ready?" he asked. Naegi nodded.
"Good, slut." He slapped Naegi across the face and turned him over quickly, his grip surprisingly strong. He kissed a trail down his back, Naegi squirming beneath him. He felt his skin get warmer and warmer and heard his high pitched whimpers.
Togami leaned near his ears and whispered playfully, "I'll continue if you beg for it."
