warning, smut ahead!


Makoto is a virgin.

In every single sense of the word.

Rin is convinced that Makoto meets all the criteria to become a saint.

They were sitting on the couch, Rin's legs strewn over Makoto's lap as Makoto read a book for his Japanese lit. class, his highlighter between his lips and a pencil behind his ear. He was wearing his glasses (which should probably be illegal, he was too damn sexy in those black frames), and humming around the highlighter, pausing to use his teeth to hold the cap and pulling the highlighter out, highlighting a few sentences before recapping it and resuming his humming.

Rin folded his arms, pouting a little bit. He knew Makoto had come over to help with homework, but Rin had already finished it, and he was just waiting for Makoto to finish. It was a little boring, yes, but at least he could stare at his handsome boyfriend while he was distracted by his book. He really was a sight for sore eyes.

Makoto took his pencil and made a couple notes in the margins, then put his bookmark in place, closing his book and pulling his highlighter out of his mouth, heaving a sigh of relief.

"Finally," he said, setting the book, highlighter, and pencil down on the coffee table, "I'm done! I'm all yours now." He gave Rin a gentle smile, and Rin flushed, biting the inside of his cheek to stop the silly grin threatening to take over his face.

"Shut up, moron," he snorted, nudging Makoto's knee with the heel of his foot, making the taller boy laugh. Rin took his legs off of Makoto's lap, moving closer to the other so he could press their lips together.

It was quick and sweet, and Rin was usually satisfied with the small kisses, but something felt different today.

"Rin?" Makoto asked as the red head climbed into his lap, his hands automatically going to his hips to steady him. Rin didn't reply, only pressed his lips against Makoto's again, his arms wrapping around his neck. Makoto's eyes slipped shut as he allowed Rin to kiss him, opening his mouth as Rin's tongue ran over his bottom lip.

Rin moved even closer, one of his hands resting on Makoto's jaw, his thumb smoothing over his cheek. He had felt this way for a while now, a kind of hunger boiling just under the surface of his skin. He moaned quietly as he felt Makoto's hands slip underneath his flimsy tank top, his fingers tracing over his abs.

When Rin pulled away, Makoto opened his eyes slowly, seeing the smoldering fire in his eyes, watching as Rin's tongue licked over his lips.

"I want you," Rin said, quiet and rumbling, and Makoto's eyes widened, a shiver shooting down his spine. He let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding, then nodded, leaning forward as Rin dipped his head down to meet Makoto's kiss.

They stayed like that for a while before Rin stood up, holding his hand out to help Makoto off the couch. They made their way to the bedroom, closing the door behind them, Rin tugging Makoto to the bed.

"Are you okay?" Rin asked breathlessly, and Makoto nodded, allowing Rin to lay him back against his many pillows (seriously, Rin had like six pillows. Who needs six pillows?) Makoto was nervous, of course, but he trusted Rin, and he wanted to do this…He really wanted to do this. Sure, they had messed around a bit, clumsy handjobs and even clumsier blowjobs, but this was all the way. Nagisa had told him it hurt at first, but got a lot better ("And I mean, a whole lot better, Mako-chan. Like, reaching Nirvana better.") But then again, was he going to be on top? On the bottom? Either way was fine, but he didn't want to hurt Rin.

"Hey, are you sure you're okay?" Rin asked, giving Makoto a soft smile, "You look like you're constipated."

"N…No! I-I'm fine!" Makoto said, waving his hands, "I-I was just thinking…"

"About…?" Rin questioned, leaning down to continue making a mark on Makoto's collarbone.

"Wh-Who's going to top…" Makoto admitted quietly, gasping as Rin's teeth sunk into his skin.

"Do you want me to?" Rin mumbled against his skin, pressing a kiss to the mark his teeth left.

"I-I don't want to hurt you…" Makoto replied, grasping the material of Rin's shirt tightly. Rin chuckled, moving up to kiss Makoto softly.

"You won't hurt me if we do it right," Rin said, "We'll go nice and slow."

"Are you sure?" Makoto asked, giving Rin a concerned look, "If you want, I can be on the bottom this time." Rin shrugged.

"It's alright. I prefer the bottom. And besides," Rin smirked, leaning down to whisper in Makoto's ear, "I really want you inside me."

Makoto gasped, clutching Rin's tank top even tighter, if possible, and eagerly pressed his lips against Rin's when Rin pulled away from his ear to kiss him again.

As much as Rin wanted to hurry up and get to the good stuff, he took his sweet, sweet time, kissing Makoto breathless and leaving sizable hickeys along his chest and shoulders, allowing the other to lift his tank top over his head and toss it onto the floor. Makoto leaned in to bite at Rin's neck, making him gasp and tilt his head to allow for more access. Makoto didn't bite hard enough to leave marks, probably wanting to spare Rin the trouble of covering them up later. He did manage to muster up some courage to leave a mark on his shoulder, making Rin groan. He reached for Makoto's glasses, carefully taking them off and setting them on the nightstand. Makoto blinked, adjusting his vision before running his hands up Rin's back, then run his fingernails downward against his skin.

Rin grunted, moving into the drawer next to his bed to grab lube and condoms. He knew the lube was still good, but the condoms were questionable. He handed Makoto the lube while he checked the expiration date, clicking his tongue thoughtfully.

"Everything okay?" Makoto asked, giving Rin's ass a firm grab, making him gasp.

"Fine," Rin breathed, "Just seeing if these are still good. They are."

"Good," Makoto smiled, "Now come back here and kiss me some more."

"As you wish," Rin chuckled, tossing the box next to Makoto and obeying his order to kiss him again. His fingers danced down Makoto's torso, stopping at the edge of his jeans, then he unbuttoned them and unzipped, Makoto lifting his hips so Rin could tug them down.

"You, too," he mumbled, reaching down to tug at Rin's sweatpants. Rin did the honors and tugged them off himself, throwing them off with Makoto's jeans, leaving them both in their boxers. Makoto's hands gripped his hips, pulling him down to grind their hips together, both of them inhaling sharply at the sensations.

"Mako," Rin huffed, wrapping his arms around the other's neck and rutting his hips against Makoto's, groaning, and Makoto pressed wet kisses all along the other's throat.

"Should we take these off?" he asked, pulling at the elastic of Rin's boxers, letting it snap back against his skin. Rin chuckled then nodded, both of them reaching down to pull them off, tossing them to the side along with the rest of their clothes.

"Do you know how to…?" Rin trailed off, holding up the lube. Makoto blushed brightly and shook his head.

"I-I mean, I did some research, so I get the basic mechanics of it, but…" Makoto looked to the side, biting his lip, "I don't want to hurt you…"

Rin swallowed, fiddling with the bottle, "I…could do it, if you're not comfortable with it?" he suggested, blushing brightly, "B-But I think your fingers are bigger than mine…s-so it might be better if you do it?"

"I…" Makoto steeled his determination, nodding and taking the lube from Rin, "Just…Try to relax, okay?"

"Of course," Rin smiled, giving Makoto a gentle kiss, "I trust you."

Makoto coated his fingers with lube, letting it warm up before moving his hand to Rin's entrance.

"Ready?" At Rin's nod, he rubbed his first finger against the puckered hole, then slowly slipped his finger inside.

It was hot inside Rin, and tight, and Rin was making tiny little whimpering sounds, and Makoto wondered if he would pass out. He carefully moved his finger in and out until Rin was moving his hips to meet his thrusts, and he pulled out his first finger, coming back to press a second finger in.

Rin gasped, and Makoto almost pulled away, but Rin nodded for him to keep going, pushing his hips down onto Makoto's fingers. Makoto continued to stretch Rin open, slowly scissoring his fingers and watching the way Rin's face contorted in pleasure. He swallowed thickly, continuing his actions, watching Rin bite his lips to muffle his moans.

"You okay?" Makoto whispered, and Rin nodded, "You ready for another one?" Rin nodded again, licking his sore lips, clutching Makoto's shoulders as he inserted a third finger. Makoto stilled his hand, allowing Rin to accommodate to the feeling, and then Rin breathed out an "I'm okay", and Makoto began to move his fingers again.

Rin suddenly jerked and moaned loudly, Makoto nearly pulling his fingers out in surprise. He pressed against the same spot he brushed against before, Rin exhaling harshly, impatiently thrusting his hips against Makoto's fingers.

"I'm ready," Rin breathed, leaning down press kisses against Makoto's face, "I'm ready now, so please…"

Makoto nodded, stretching out his fingers one more time before removing them, Rin fumbling with the box of condoms, pulling one out and ripping the foil. They paused for a moment, then Rin handed him the condom, and Makoto took it with clumsy fingers, carefully rolling it over himself. He grabbed the lube again and coated himself, rubbing the excess onto Rin's entrance.

"Um," Makoto began, "Do you want to? Um…I mean…Do you want to ride me? Or…?" Rin chuckled at Makoto's red cheeks, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

"Sure," he agreed, positioning himself over Makoto's dick, "Okay?" he asked, and Makoto nodded, cupping Rin's face in his hands and pulling him in for a slow kiss. Rin guided Makoto towards his entrance and Rin inhaled sharply, slowly sinking down.

'I'm going to pass out,' Makoto thought, and he watched with shallow breath as he sunk into Rin inch by agonizing inch. When Rin bottomed out, Makoto exhaled harshly, looking up at Rin's face.

"Are you alright?" he managed to choke out, and Rin gave him a shaky nod in return, reaching for his hand and lacing their fingers together.

"Yeah," he mumbled, "Just need a minute…You're so big." Makoto blushed, squeezing Rin's hand.

They stayed like that for a moment, Rin steadying his breathing before slowly bringing his hips up. Makoto's breath hitched, his free hand roving over Rin's thigh, and resting on his hip. Rin sank back down, letting out a tiny moan, squeezing Makoto's hand again.

"Rin," Makoto sighed, running his thumb over the boy's bottom lip, "You're so beautiful."

Rin blushed, leaning down to kiss Makoto so he'd shut up with all that embarrassing sappy shit. It was languid and wet, matching the slow pace Rin had set with his thrusts down onto Makoto. Then Rin hit that spot that Makoto had found earlier, and his head dropped down onto Makoto's chest with a low cry.

"Mako," Rin groaned, "Fuck me."

Rin let out a surprised yelp as Makoto turned them over, Rin's head hitting the pillows. Makoto buried his face into Rin's neck, nipping at the skin there as he began to thrust into Rin, faster and harder than the soft, gentle pace that had been set earlier.

"Oh God," Rin moaned, his nails digging into Makoto's shoulder blades, the boy above him hissing at the contact, "Fuck, Makoto-!"

Makoto continued to press open-mouthed kisses along Rin's neck, moving to his shoulders to bite and suck purple bruises into his skin. Rin continued to chant his name like a prayer as he thrust into him, feeling his release approaching.

"Rin," Makoto panted, kissing his cheek, "Rin, I'm cl-close…"

"Me too," Rin moaned as Makoto hit his sweet spot again, "Me too, Mako, I'm so close-!"

Rin whimpered as Makoto continued to thrust into his sweet spot over and over and over, crying out when Makoto's hand wrapped around his neglected cock. He came after three pumps with a cry of Makoto's name, and Makoto grunted in his ear and his hips stilled against Rin's.

They stayed like that for a moment, coming down from their post orgasmic highs and trying to regulate their breathing. Makoto pulled away, taking the condom off and throwing it away, then grabbing a couple tissues to clean himself and Rin up.

"Thanks," Rin sighed, curling closer to Makoto and sighed again, completely content, "That was amazing."

"Mhm," Makoto hummed, hugging Rin against his chest, pressing a kiss to his forehead, "I love you, Rin."

"I love you too, Makoto."

They began to doze, only to be woken up by Ichigo scratching and meowing at the door.


WOW writing smut is hard and exhausting Dx

BUT HERE! IT! IS! DA MAKORINS! I wanted to write this like a million times more awkward but hehehehehe I figured they had suffered enough :p Also the title of this drabble comes from the song Boom Clap by Charli XCX because I can't stop listening to it?

I'M SO TIRED. I'm so so so tired. I ate too much turkey at dinner today. I have no idea what's going to be next in this series of drabbles. Maybe something with Haru in it? Or I had an idea for a story with Ren and Ran and their new kitten. HMM...Choices, choices!

Hope you enjoyed the makorin SMUT! (/^_^)/ please leave a review, and I'll see you next drabble!