I'm say this just in case you haven't read my profile. My laptop is down so I'll be posting stories from my account on Tumblr here
Title: Gentle
Despite his cruel nature, Makoto didn't like being harmed in any form of the word. He liked it better when Shoichi was gentle with him.
He didn't mind when hands would slowly trail up his spine and trace an unknown pattern on his back when they laid together, causing shivers to run up his back from desire. Nor did he stop Imayoshi from planting soft kisses on any piece of skin he could reach.
Shoichi liked being able to touch his lover tenderly. He wasn't sure what it was about the other male that brought the soft side out of him, but Makoto somehow manged that.
He enjoyed seeing him smile. He liked hearing him laugh. Most of all, he loved kissing and touching him. Makoto had an unbelievable amount of trust for him. He allowed him to run his hands over him, and kiss him tenderly.
In those moments their eyes would lock and an short phrase would pass through Makoto's trembling lips, "I love you."