::Talking::
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"Mitsukuni, I need to speak with you upstairs." Takashii commented, and began to go upstairs.
"Hold on Takashii I'll be up there in a second" and he continued on with his conversation on the phone.
After a few more moments of talking to his father, he decided he'd go to his room now.
As he opened the door he had forgotten about Takashii, so it surprised to see his best friend lying on his bed, shirtless and staring at the ceiling an arm beneath his head. A small smile spread across his face at the peaceful man on his bed.
"I know you're there, Mitsukuni." He watched as his best friend pulled himself up and locked eyes with him. He couldn't help the big smile on his lips as he walked towards his bed.
"You said you needed to speak with me, what is it?" he asked as he shed his own shirt, and stretched.
The way Takashii's eyes darkened excited him, it always had.
He decided he'd test Takashii's self control.
He unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, and began to take them off, to get a more comfortable pair on. As he went to bend down to open his bottom drawer, he felt arms encircle his waist, and hands running up and down his flesh.
"Mitsukuni…" was the groan he heard above him before a hand made it inside his boxers and kisses on his neck.
He shivered as the callused hand began to stroke him. He could have died a happy man especially when Takashii gripped him tighter and began a faster pace.
He could feel Takashii behind him, hard and ready for him, but damn he just couldn't find the reason to move. And then Takashii began to grind against him. "We're not supposed to do this today. My father…"
"Will not be coming home for another hour." Then he suddenly found himself missing a pair of boxers from his person.
As well as a very aroused best friend behind him.
His legs were spread apart and then a quick thrust in between them. "Takashii!" he groaned out as he met his lover thrust for thrust. "Mitsukuni…" The hand wrapped around him went faster, according to his partners' thrusts.
Before Mitsukuni knew it the coil inside him snapped, but his lover never stopped his thrusting, only moved his hand to his hips for a deeper penetration.
"Takashii… please…" was all he could choke out before the body behind him stiffened and he felt the warm seed of his lover enter him. "Mitsukuni…" was whispered behind him and a kiss placed on his neck.
Then he remembered why Takashii was upstairs.
"What did you need to ask me?" he asked, unaffected by what just happened.
"Haruhi wished to know what you would like as a Graduation present." He replied a little breathlessly.
Then suddenly he was up in the air, and was being taken to the bathroom adjourning his room.
Takashii, turned on the shower, to the temperature he knew Mitsukuni liked.
"Takashii, we can't… not again…."
"You're father will not be home for another twenty minutes." And with that said, put him in the shower, and entered as well closing the glass sliding doors.