*This snippet takes place during Act 3:4*
Junjou Restart Plus
Chapter 3
Collide
Ijuiin and Haruhiko had spent a long day together outside of the house. In general, it seemed like a never ending vacation at Ijuiin's childhood home, but they eventually found themselves alone at last.
Ijuiin's mother had left for work, and like a chemical reaction, where both men—especially Ijuiin—were ready to burst at the seams from the thick sexual tension in the air, it was almost inevitable what would happen next.
Naturally, Ijuiin was the one who first initiated contact, which started as an innocent gesture of playing with Haruhiko's hair that gradually turned into kissing Haruhiko with such overwhelming passion. He eventually got on top of his lover mid heavy make-out session until they took a break for deep breathing, letting a thin trail of saliva broke between them. There seemed to be no hesitation for either party—only the desire for each other.
Ijuiin began lightly kissing Haruhiko's neck, only to stop when his lover finally spoke with confidence.
"Kyo-san, I'm not sure why, but I think I'm ready."
"Good," Ijuiin said, giving Haruhiko a chaste kiss on the lips, "Because I wasn't planning on stopping."
Ijuiin rolled off of Haruhiko to begin undressing, and watched Haruhiko do the same from the corner of his eye. Now that they had separated briefly, there was a creeping thought in Ijuiin's mind: for the first time, even though he had been waiting so long for this moment, he was absolutely stumped as how to approach this.
Should they ease into it slowly, or jump right in? Who should stay on top? How could he make this first time with Haruhiko special? Was this the right place to do it (especially when he would've rather been on his full size bed instead of a twin)? What if his mother came back home while they were busy? Did he still have that emergency lube packed into his suitcase?
Ijuiin's head seemed to spin until he felt a hand on his bare shoulder pull him out of his thoughts.
"Kyo-san?"
Ijuiin rubbed his forehead, then turned to Haruhiko's naked form.
It wasn't the first time he had seen Haruhiko fully nude, but damn, he could never get sick of that sight of his radiant skin.
Haruhiko seemed used to Ijuiin gazing up and down his body like it was a work of art, all the while still blushing as his eyes followed the curvatures of Ijuiin's slender torso. Both were evidently turned on to the point where there was no point in mentioning it as their eyes met.
Immediately, Haruhiko's warm brown eyes seemed to wash away any anxiety Ijuiin had. No, this was going to be their first time of many. It didn't have to be perfect. Besides, nothing could be more perfect to Ijuiin than his lover.
They kissed again, but this time taking it a bit slower. There was less eagerness and less rushing, but still the same amount of passion as their legs became intertwined and they were nearly chest to chest.
Ijuiin gradually trailed his hand downward and cupped Haruhiko's genitals. God, he could feel himself throbbing—and it didn't help that Haruhiko was moaning at the slight sensation of his skin being touched.
Naturally, Ijuiin decided the better option would be to wrap his hand around both of their penises, rubbing them together as he moved his hand in swift, vertical motions.
Haruhiko broke their kiss, eyes glazed over as if absolutely hypnotized. "Kyo-san…I don't want to cum yet. I said I was ready…"
Ijuiin completely froze, hearing that statement. He was supposed to do something next, but what?
He nearly flew off of the bed to rummage through his suitcase, desperately searching each pocket with increasing anxiety until—aha!
"You brought lube?" asked Haruhiko.
"Just in case," Ijuiin said, shaking the bottle in his hand. "And good thing I did."
That was one less thing to worry about, until Haruhiko and Ijuiin suddenly realized their next issue: who would be on top?
Ijuiin decided to be brave enough to clear his throat. "You know…I wouldn't mind if you were the one…doing everything."
Haruhiko stood there in silence, seeming to seriously take this offer up to consideration, until he retracted. "I…may still have some apprehensions, but, I fear I wouldn't know what I was doing. Even if you instruct me, I don't want to hurt you due to my lack of knowledge, so I feel it's best to learn by example." He looked away, trying to hide his red face in the dark. "After all, if there's anyone that I would want to take me, it's you."
Even in their short time together, Haruhiko had an unbelievable way of making Ijuiin's heart skip a few beats with how irresistible he was, giving him another quick kiss before pouring the lube in his hand. "Okay, if you say so." He gestured to the pillow with his clean hand. "I think you know how this works, but I'm still gonna guide you, so lay down."
Haruhiko obeyed, waiting for his next instruction.
"Good. Now…just move your legs apart."
Haruhiko listened, and Ijuiin felt his heart pound again. He took a deep breath. He could do this.
"So, what I'm going to do is put my finger here, and I'll gradually put in another to help stretch you out. Tell me if it hurts, okay?"
"Understood," Haruhiko said, breath already hitched in anticipation.
Carefully, Ijuiin slowly inserted a finger with the precision of a surgeon, watching his lover's reaction as he seemed to tense, eyes fluttered open as Ijuiin's finger was practically sucked in.
Noting the tightness and softness already had Ijuiin eager to know what it was like to have that wrapped around his cock, he tried to keep his hand steady as he pulled it in and out.
Haruhiko's breathing shortened, face not quite scrunched up with pain, but more like discomfort.
"Is this okay?" asked Ijuiin asked.
Haruhiko nodded. "It takes some…getting used to."
As Ijuiin was more relieved that he wasn't causing Haruhiko pain, he made more of a hook motion that reached upward—causing Haruhiko to cry out with such a noise that it was between a yelp and a moan. Unable to hide his smirk, Ijuiin had clearly found the spot he was looking for, and kept rubbing at it with the tip of his finger.
Haruhiko was moaning louder now, head thrown back against the pillow.
Ijuiin decided it was time for phase two. "I'm putting in a second finger, okay?"
"G-go ahead."
With less hesitation, a second finger was inserted. While he was trying to stretch out Haruhiko and let his fingers glide along the prostate.
The entire time, Ijuiin had been trying to practice self restraint—even from stroking himself as he felt droplets of pre cum roll down. But wow, seeing Haruhiko in complete ecstasy with just this much sensation was a sight to behold.
"Kyo-san, please!" he cried, "I'm ready."
Ijuiin gently retracted his fingers, and before Haruhiko could even ask, he ran out of the room and vigorously washed his hands in the bathroom before reemerging.
He applied a coat of lube onto his cock before crawling back onto the bed and kissing Haruhiko sweetly, caressing his face. "Remember, just tell me if it hurts, or you need me to stop."
Haruhiko nodded eagerly. He seemed more relaxed, but still tensed up as Ijuiin fit himself between Haruhiko's legs.
Ijuiin's erection poked into the rim, and before he knew it, he was able to completely adjust himself inside of Haruhiko.
Holy shit. It was even tighter and warmer than he had anticipated.
Ijuiin leaned forward to kiss Haruhiko, whose breathing was still uneven as he was clearly trying to process the scene surrounding him.
"Does it hurt?"
"It feels strange, but keep going."
Ijuiin pushed lightly into Haruhiko, who gasped in surprise, but slowly started to calm down the more he got used to the sensation. "Keep going."
Ijuiin gave more light consecutive thrusts, still trying to get a hold of the last remaining bit of his inhibition together as the way Haruhiko enveloped around his cock was nearly driving him insane.
Haruhiko himself had finally released any bit of tension in his limbs. "Harder."
Ijuiin's restraint completely snapped at that point, making sure to give Haruhiko exactly what he wanted as he practically drilled into Haruhiko. His lover cried out even louder, hands gripping the sheets as he braced for each impact.
Gradually, Ijuiin made his movements more erratic and increased with speed, fucking Haruhiko with all his passion and intensity until he felt Haruhiko's hand fly on to his skin.
"N-not so fast."
"Sorry." Ijuiin obeyed, making sure to slow down enough. "How's this?"
Haruhiko could barely speak—only nod as he seemed to drown in Ijuiin's forceful movements.
It was then that Ijuiin already had made an observation that his lover may not like the speed so much as how hard he thrusted.
"Haru, I'm going to try something."
To get a better angle, he lifted Haruhiko's lower body enough so that his legs would hang over his Ijuiin's shoulders.
Ijuiin couldn't stifle an audible groan as Haruhiko cried out the loudest he had in a while. This position was perfect.
He angled himself so that he could move upwards into Haruhiko, making sure to get that spot that he liked so much. Ijuiin could feel himself closer and closer to exploding as Haruhiko's face contorted into unimaginable passionate expressions.
"You're so cute."
Ijuiin managed to crash his lips against Haruhiko's, grunting into his mouth from time to time as he thrusted himself deeper and deeper into Haruhiko. He separated the kiss with a resounding smack, gazing again as Haruhiko's glazed over expression resumed on his face. Even just pressing forehead to forehead, Ijuiin noticed that Haruhiko's face was so warm (and probably made even warmer by the sweat dripping down Ijuiin's face).
How could Ijuiin have not realized it sooner—how unmistakably handsome and adorable Haruhiko was in every way to the point where everything about him was just so erotic? How could he have not realized that this was truly the one waiting for him the whole time? Now more than ever, Ijuiin realized he could never forgive himself if he let Haruhiko go.
"I love you, Haru."
Haruhiko perked at those words, his own heart beating so loudly that he was sure Ijuiin could hear it from where he was. "I love you, too," he replied, albeit slightly slurred.
Either his heart was ready to burst hearing such a sweet, mutual reply, or Ijuiin was definitely on the edge of cumming now, resorting to jacking off Haruhiko in such a way that it seemed to jolt him awake. He briefly wondered how much longer Haruhiko could last, as his hips were grinding more as Ijuiin kept the same pace and intensity. So close. Just a little more pummeling into Haruhiko, and he could finally cum.
The sensation was ultimately overwhelming for Haruhiko, who shuddered as he suddenly came, and splashed against Ijuiin's chest.
It was only a matter of seconds later until Ijuiin followed up, releasing week's worth of tension into Haruhiko, who yelped in surprise at the rushing feeling of Ijuiin's seed.
Ijuiin nearly collapsed onto Haruhiko's body with exhaustion, until finally pulling out. He rolled next to his equally exhausted lover, and pecked him on the lips.
"So, should I get you a glass of water for that sore throat of yours?" Ijuiin said with a smirk.
Haruhiko let out a giggle suppressed by his tiredness. "Only if you're going to carry me into the bathtub. I have a feeling I'll be unable to get up myself."
Ijuiin got up from the bed. "Sure thing, my prince."
Ijuiin stepped into the hallway. Still no sign of his Mother, thankfully. He made sure to draw a bath before heading downstairs into the kitchen and returning with a glass of water for Haruhiko, who gulped it down eagerly.
Without warning, Haruhiko was swept up into Ijuiin's arms, blushing as he was carried out of the bedroom and over to the bathtub.
"Wait—I could try to walk."
"I did say I would carry you," Ijuiin reminded him. "Besides, I'd rather you not fall over from the treatment I just gave you."
Haruhiko's blush failed to diminish as he was laid delicately into the water, with Ijuiin settling behind Haruhiko.
They stayed like this for some time, basking in the warmth of the water together. It was also their first time taking a bath together, and somehow, it still felt just as intimate as finally crossing the sexual boundary together.
If Haruhiko leaned back far enough into Ijuiin's chest, he could hear his heartbeat—the one that was meant for him, and only him.
"I love you, Haru."
Haruhiko imagined that he could remember the way he spoke those words so tenderly for the rest of his life.
Then, it suddenly hit him.
"Wait, Kyo, what you said earlier"—
It took a moment for Ijuiin to respond with a lazy, "Hmm?" Clearly he had been sleeping.
Haruhiko smiled. Maybe that wasn't the conversation to have right now. "You told me that I could be on top next time. I might take you up on that."
Ijuiin nuzzled into Haruhiko's hair. "Definitely. I would love that."
