Walking inside of the library with Komaeda in tow, Hinata started to walk towards to bookcases. Letting his fingertips glide over the cold, Mahogany wood. The coolness of the room a welcome change with the humid air on the beach.
Hinata had eaten some of the food that Saionji offered them a little too happily while spending the rest of his time on the beach chatting with Komaeda. The white haired male had denied the food politely, saying he 'already had lunch'. Getting the urge to force him to eat again, but going against it as they made plans on what to do later as he ate. The chicken was a lot sweeter than usual. "Where would you like to go, Hinata-kun?" They were thinking about what place to visit after Usami would dismiss them.
Hinata choose the Library, having enough of the hot sun today, a plan started to click inside of his head.
A mumbled 'what are you looking for' left Komaeda's mouth, bringing him back from his daze. A look of confusion was fixed on the brunet as he started searching the bookcases intently. "A book about kissing… I was going to teach you, right?" He noticed the boy next to him fumble with his green coat, both got dressed properly again after leaving the beach, skin still feeling sticky from the sunscreen.
"Hinata-kun," He scratched his cheek, a confused smile on his face, "I imagined you teaching me a little differently." Hinata threw a pamphlet at the other, the piece of paper hitting him in the face. "Pervert." He laughed at the other's startled expression as he continued browsing through the books.
"I don't think there's anything like that in the library." Komaeda said while picking up the paper that fell to the ground, caressing the smoothness underneath his fingertips. The boy spends a lot of time in here, so he would know what kind of books were stacked inside the wooden bookcases.
Hinata removed his hands from the books, turning to face Komaeda now. "Fine then, how would you like me to teach you, then?" He felt his gaze darkening as his eyes scanned over Komaeda, seeing a blush creep on the other's cheeks, mouth opening to answer the question, just to close it again as if he wasn't worthy uttering the words. The brunet nudged him on, waiting for an answer patiently, trying to pull out the sentence with his eyes. "I… uhm, y-you know."
Hinata just laughed at the answer, a grin deviously tugging at his lips. "I don't know, that's why I'm asking you." He walked over towards him, even though he was a little smaller than the other, he loomed over the other's curled up body. Gray eyes widened in frustration, it was against the boy's nature to ask for something like that, especially to someone he admired so much. He hung his head low, letting white strands fall over his eyes in defeat. "Already giving up… That's not very hopeful Komaeda."
His face snapped back up at the other's words, mocking as if testing the taller boy. Komaeda took a shaky breath before grabbing Hinata's shirt, fingers digging into the white fabric as pressing his lips firmly against the other.
Time seemed to stand still when Hinata felt the soft presses of the other against him, holding on to him for dear life, afraid to be pushed off at any moment. Instead of shoving the other away, he placed his arms lazily around the others slim waist, pulling him closer involuntarily. Komaeda smelled nice, he breathed in the sweetness of the other's skin with every inhale, getting addicted to the heat pressed against his body.
Feeling a little more confident in the situation, Hinata opened his mouth, letting his tongue run down the other's bottom lip. A heavy shudder was being felt against his arms as Komaeda gingerly obliged against the muscle, opening his mouth for Hinata to explore.
As sweet as the white haired male smelled, he tasted equally sweet. Rubbing his tongue against the other, lapping up the moist inside of him, the brunet firmed his grip, hands now squeezing into the other's hips as he kissed him feverishly. The world seemed to spin when he felt the other kiss back frantically, taking in every inch of his mouth as if to memorize every spot.
They kissed for that for god knows how long, his head started to feel like cotton, completely empty and heavy. It was awfully silence in the library, and they could hear the waves of the ocean through the open windows. The heat in the room rising, his palms started to get clammy with sweat on the other's bony hips.
Hinata felt a halfhearted push against his chest, breaking the kiss to see what was wrong. Pale lips, covered in a sheen of saliva, took in a shaky breath. Color returning back into his face as he sucked in oxygen. "…Are you okay?" Hinata looked at the other in concern, brushing a strand of hair from his face as he saw him choking on the sharp gulp of air. A wheeze escaped him "Hinata-kun just… l-left me breathless." He laughed gently, letting his face fall towards the fingers in front of him, rubbing his cheek against the other's palm.
He rubbed his thumb over Komaeda's cheekbone, following the sharp line as he inched forward the boy again, capturing his lips once again. It felt too good to feel the other's mouth moving against his, Hinata couldn't stop himself, wanting to spend the entire day kissing the blushing boy in front of him. A surprised moan left Komaeda, and the sound made his entire body quiver. He wanted to hear more of that delicious sound, he decided. He placed his hands firmly on the other's sides, turning the boy around, pressing his body against the bookcase harshly, making the wood groan under the sudden pressure. A thud was heard from a few of the books falling off the shelves when Hinata pressed his hips forwards, grinding against the other. He had no idea where the sudden lust came from, but his head was too clouded to care anymore.
A gasp and moan were being swallowed in his mouth as he rubbed his groin against Komaeda's, never breaking the kiss. He felt a drop of drool falling down his lips from all the overstimulation, breathing hard against pale lips. It felt like his face was on fire, sparks being felt under his fingertips when he moved his hands to glide them over the other's side.
Hands flew into brown hair, tugging feverishly against the strands, weakly rolling his hips back against Hinata. Komaeda was so gently, even in his desperation. He wanted to see what it took to break the boy from the protective wall he build around himself, wanting to see him act and speak like he was feeling deep inside. He let his hands rub against the bare skin under the other's white shirt, loving how the muscles twitched underneath his light touch. At least his body was honest.
Lips broke at a hard grinding of their hips, a string of saliva connection the two. "H-Hinata-" A finger brushing against Komaeda's nipple turned the words into mewls, shaking erotically under Hinata's hands. He looked so vulnerable right now as if he could break from the pleasure alone. A pinch releasing a loud moan, before lips were back against each other again, even hotter and wetter than before.
He wanted this as much as Hinata did, and it made a thrill go down his spine. They rubbed against each other, getting louder with each stroke of the other's hip. With each stroke of Hinata's fingers on the other other's flesh and every tug on brunet hair the room got hotter. They couldn't last long with how frantic they were moving against each other, their erections rubbing together underneath their clothes.
Their eyes couldn't see straight anymore, mouth's unable to form coherent words. The sounds of jeans rubbing against each other, moans and the loud buzzing that set in Hinata's ears the only thing being heard. The crashing waves of the sea long forgotten as Komaeda stilled, breaking the kiss and throwing his head back, hitting the wood with a loud thud. Mouth opening in a silent scream, entire body shaking vigorously as he came inside his pants. The brunet rubbing at him harder, not being able to look away from the sight even though his eyesight was hazy. He came as well after one hard thrust, pushing his head into the other's neck, moaning loudly against the skin there.
The world started moving again, pants slowly returning to shallow breathings as he could feel the other's heartbeat under his cheek, pounding loudly. Hinata closed his eyes, letting everything set in slowly, nearly dozing off into a blissful unconsciousness.
Coming down from his orgasm, his head suddenly filling with sobering thoughts, hitting him like a brick wall. As if waking up from a dream, he looked at Komaeda, his face red, shock and satisfaction clearly showing on his features. He was still breathing hard, gray eyes looked lazily back at him, following his moves with a slight delay. His legs slowly gave out as he saw the tall male slowly slide down against the bookcase, settling on the ground.
Hinata turned around, shaking legs moving his body outside the library. It felt like he was sleepwalking, moving underneath the hot sun, pants uncomfortable sticky, as he finally reached the first island. He wanted to take a cold shower, lay down and sleep off the rest of the day. He was stopped by a wobbly Hanamura in front of the cabins. Hinata tried to hide the stain on his jeans by placing his arms nonchalantly over it.
"You didn't eat any of the food on the beach… right?" He asked him breathily, a blush on his tan cheeks. Hinata just looked at him with a straight face, wanting him to explain already why the other looked so frantic. "Saionji, she… She poured some of my special love potion on the food. Everybody is a mess." Sweat started to break from the smaller males forehead. "I-If you did eat it, I suggest staying in your cabin until the effects wear off. It's a slow working drug, so you might not feel anything yet."
He nodded, his throat felt too restricted to breath, and moved past the cook. The drug explained his actions, but it's not like Hinata didn't like what happened a little while ago. Without the stimulus, he would've probably be too ashamed to even try anything and the day would be spent reading next to each other instead. He didn't know if he should scold or thank the kimono-clad girl the next time he'll see her.
He opened the door to his cabin, leaving no time in stripping from his sticky clothes and jump under the shower. He made sure to set the temperature as low as possible to calm his body, yelping quietly when he got under the freezing jet.
His skin still felt hot under the spray of cold water, burning where the other boy had touched him. He felt a little bad for leaving so suddenly after basically harassing the boy, but he didn't want to get even more embarrassed by staying there. In the back of his mind, he liked to think that Komaeda looked relieved when he left, him probably not wanting Hinata to see how vulnerable he looked. Images flashed in front of his eyes, a blushing and panting Komaeda. It would've been so easy to take advantage of the boy.
That's probably the other reason why he left, not wanting to ruin their friendship by doing god knows what to the other. He would've probably liked it, moan for Hinata to touch him more, begging him for-
He shook his head, wanting the get the thought out of his mind. No matter how willing Komaeda was, he would never force him into something like that. He cared too much for the boy that he felt bad about just thinking about that. Green eyes widened in realization when the words sunk in.
Since when did he start to care for Komaeda.
