SEXUAL THEMES BELOW YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED~
Fingernails left crescent shaped indents in pale, sweaty skin and moaning gasps flew from parted and swollen lips.
"Akaya," the male growled at the pleading call of his name, and he sunk his teeth into unmarked flesh, earning a whine and more crescent shaped marks. The person below him, you, the sweetest girl, always cheerful and kind, writhed beneath him, arching. "Akaya..."
"[Name]..." he growled against your bruised and broken skin. His tongue laved over your neck, and he sucked on the column of your throat, feeling the vibrations as you moaned out.
"Akaya..." There was something in your voice that made his heart skip a beat, something in your eyes as you stared at him, and something about the way you clung to him that made his insides feel fuzzy. He had asked the tennis regulars about it, but he had either been laughed at, teased, or had an earful of 'TARUNDORU!'
"Akaya, I love you," you whispered, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. "Akaya..."
Love... that's what it was. Akaya loosened his brutal grip on your hips, leaning down to kiss you slowly and passionately on the lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. Love. You loved him, and he loved you.
"[Name]..." he murmured against your lips. "[Name]..."
...
"I really don't know why you don't like your hair." You said, twirling some strands of said hair around your fingers. Wearing one of Akaya's shirts, your hair was still damp from showering, and you had been drying the male's hair.
"Niou-senpai always teased me about it," Akaya sayd, pushing the buttons on his hand-held game. "It was irritating. I guess I just grew to dislike it."
"Ah, he called you 'Seaweed-Head', right?" You asked, smiling slightly when he grunted slightly. "I don't know what's so bad about that. I like seaweed, you know."
"Unlike your cousin. He hates it."
"Haha, yeah. Sei-chan's never liked seaweed. I feel like maybe he'll grow more if he eats it, though..."
Somewhere at basketball practice, a certain redhead suppressed a sneeze, glaring ominously in the direction of the door.
"[Name]?" Akaya asked, turning his head to look at you. "What's wrong?"
"Eh, oh, ah, nothing, hahaha~" You laughed slightly. I swear I felt a chill just now.
"Hmm..." Akaya turned back to his game as you began to brush his hair, running your fingers through the soft locks.
"Have you finished your thesis?" You asked. Akaya's head lolled back onto the edge of the bed, his eyebrows quirking.
"I... think I did, right?"
"Hmm... well, you would have come running to me yelling how you finally completed it—"
"SHIT I FORGOT!" Akaya suddenly sprung up. You giggled slightly. "Crap! Where's my computer?!"
"The professor said it wasn't due until Monday, but it's better to get it done."
"Crap, crap, crap, crap," Akaya chanted searching through the mess that is his room to find his laptop. "Ah, there you are!" He quickly opened it, and you lay on your stomach, watching him type furiously.
"It's Saturday, you know."
"But we promised to go to the arcade together tomorrow, so I wanted to finish it today," he said, cursing under his breath slightly. You felt your heart skip a beat. He had remembered... you would have thought that school and tennis would have caused him to stress, but as you watched him type on his computer, a fond smile graced your face.
Now feeling ten times happier than you had all day, you pressed your lips against his cheek. "I love you, you dork."
"Ngh," his hand caught your chin, and he pressed his lips briefly to yours before turning back to his computer, mumbling.
"Hm?" You asked curiously.
"...love... you too." He mumbled, and you giggled at the way his ears turned light pink. "Don't laugh," he pouted slightly. You smiled wider.
"Sorry, sorry~ When you're done with your paper, we'll get ramen, okay?"
"Okay," he said, smiling, and the two of you sat in comfortable silence; the sound of Akaya's fingers tapped the keys. You played with his hair and closed your eyes, enjoying his scent and warmth.
When Akaya turned to look at you next, you had fallen asleep, fingers lingering in his strands of hair. A soft smile crossed his face, and Akaya pressed a light kiss to your temple. "We're still getting ramen later," he muttered, turning to finish his work.
DID I JUST MAKE YOU THE COUSIN OF AKASHI SEIJUURO HAHAHA YES I DID