Makoto's feet dragged him. He didn't know where. He didn't care either. His eyes were staring off into the distant, yet unseeing. The led in his veins kept trying to pull him down. He wanted so badly to let it drag him down and just let his body collapse completely. He wanted to curl in a tight ball and never face reality again. Reality was a cruel, twisted joke. Blinking rapidly, his gaze focused somewhat and he noted that it was already dark. A sigh left his lips. "I'm not going back." His eyes glazed over once more and his feet dragged on, pulling him to some invisible force.

Haru pushed his legs harder. He had to find Makoto. No… He will find Makoto. Something soft was clutched to his chest but he could care less. There was no telling what he picked up on his way out of the door. Tightening his grasp on the soft object, he closed his shut and ran as fast as the air allowed him.

"Oof!" Something slammed into Makoto and his body flung backwards. The air left his lungs. As soon as his back hit the grass, the thing fell on top of him. His eyes focused on what the "thing" was. Since there was no air left in his body, it made it rather hard for him to gasp. Large blue orbs bore into his eyes. Black silken hair stuck to a sweaty forehead. Makoto glanced down to what was stuck between their bodies. It was the stuffed whale he won for Haru. His heart jerked at the sight of Haru's death grip around the little whale. His eyes wandered back up.

Haru's heart was pounding loudly in his ears and all of his blood rushed to his face. He was terrified that if he were to get up, Makoto would take off again. Instead, he readjusted his position so he was comfortably straddling Makoto. He wanted to say something… anything… But his mouth nor his mind would work. All he could do was get lost in the depths of emerald. He could see the night sky reflecting off of the pools of green. "Mako…"

Haru's soft whisper wrapped around Makoto's heart and gripped it tightly. He could feel the painful throbs beating against his chest. "Say my name…"

Haru swallowed the lump that was in his throat and quietly muttered, "Makoto." The name slipped off of his tongue easily. His voice trembled with need as he spoke louder. "Makoto…" He trailed off… The only thing he wanted to do was plead and beg, for forgiveness, for another chance, for Makoto's touch, kisses, his whole body. Haru wanted everything. "Makoto…"

Makoto's mind no longer worked. "My name… has never sounded so good before…" His heartbeat was as erratic as his breathing. He wanted to hear Haru say his name over and over. His hand unconsciously reached up and behind Haru's head, tangling his fingers in the raven hair, and pulled Haru down until their faces were a breath away.

Haru trembled as the feeling of Makoto lips drifted through his mind. He leaned down, closing the gap between their mouths. Heat washed over him and everything around them seemed to vanish. Haru no longer could remember what happened before this. He could barely remember his own name as he felt Makoto's tongue wrap around his. Makoto's taste filled his mouth and Haru moaned.

Makoto swallowed the moan and the sweet taste of Haru. He tilted their heads and deepened the kiss. His heart swelled with love. He pulled back to look into those bright blue eyes. "Haru, I don't care what happened, as long as you tell me that you're mine and mine only."

A tear trickled down his cheek and cascaded down to Makoto's chin. "I'm sorry about what happened…" More tears began to fall. "Makoto, I love you. I am yours and only yours." He turned his face to the side to hide how hard he was really crying, his face flushed with embarrassment.

A grin spread across Makoto's face as more tears fell onto his shirt. He could see the redness in Haru's ear. He cupped Haru's wet cheeks and made Haru face him. The sight of Haru's pitiful, puffy blue eyes and his swollen red lips were too much for him. Makoto leaned up and pressed his lips gently into Haru's. "Good. Now… stay with me forever." Haru's tears became streams and the red in his face deepened. Makoto bit his lip so he wouldn't laugh at how precious Haru looked. Then Haru hiccupped. Makoto lost it and began laughing, holding Haru as tight as he could. He felt a hand shove him back and he glanced up at Haru's embarrassed face.

"You're crying too, so stop making fun of me."

Makoto brought a hand up to his face and felt the wetness in the corner of his eye. His grin widened. He rolled their bodies so that Haru was pinned underneath him. "I can't help it. I'm happy."

His lips found Haru's and he sighed in bliss. At first, their kiss was slow and unyielding, like a fire slowly growing bigger. Makoto ground his hips into Haru's and their sweet kiss changed completely. Their kiss became feverish and hurried. His arms wrapped around Haru's waist and he stood up, bringing Haru along with him. He carried Haru in his arms as he took off towards the dorms. By the time they made it back, his erection was throbbing painfully in his pants and his breathing was coming out in puffs. Haru's usually composed face was scrunched up and laughter bubbled from his swollen lips.

Air left his lungs as his weight was thrown down on top of Makoto's bed. Haru glanced up in surprise, his laughter stopped completely. Hunger burned in Makoto's eyes. Haru felt a shiver run up his spine as he realized he was probably about to get devoured. Large hands grabbed the top of his shorts and tugged down, leaving him completely exposed. His eyes widened as Makoto's face hovered between his thighs. A hot tongue slid up the length of his shaft. Haru slung his hand over his mouth to hide his embarrassment; he could feel the heat blazing in his face. "Ah!" His head fell back as Makoto's tongue pushed against the slit of his head. Makoto's tongue swirled around him and then lips trapped his length and pushed down, swallowing all of him. His hand shot out and grabbed a fistful of brown hair.

Makoto hummed in delight, the taste of Haru coating his tongue. He growled as Haru's hand tugged roughly on his hair. He grabbed on firmly to the underneath of Haru's thighs and pushed them up, exposing all of Haru. Makoto removed his mouth and gazed hungrily at what was revealed. The pretty pink hole stared back at him. He licked his lips.

Haru could see amazement light up Makoto's face. By the time he realized what Makoto was going to do, it was too late. "Wai- Aaah!" He bit his lip and arched into the soft touch. "W- Ngh.. Wait… Mako-" He couldn't even speak. The hands gripping his thighs tightened, forcing him to spread more. Haru grabbed another fistful with his other hand. He wanted to shove Makoto away, but for some reason his nails dug into Makoto's scalp and pulled him closer. His eyes widened as he felt Makoto's hot tongue enter him. Moans poured from his trembling lips and his back kept arching with each lick. His precum dribbled onto his shirt.

Haru's sweet heat clenched around his tongue. Makoto pulled back and took in the sight of Haru's body writhing against the mattress. He grinned wickedly as he removed Haru's hands from his hair. He grabbed the hem of Haru's shirt and pulled up. Haru's muscled stomach seemed to keep clenching and unclenching. "Were you close?" Instead of waiting for a reply, Makoto pushed two of his fingers deep inside. Haru's moans and pants filled the small room. Makoto pumped his fingers in and out as he mercilessly nibbled on one of Haru's pink buds.

Haru's back lifted from the bed as he cried out, his cum shooting onto his stomach. Before he could recover from his orgasm, he watched Makoto strip and then hover over him. "Makoto?" His rasping voice broke off as he screamed and trembled. Makoto buried his cock deep in Haru's sheath. All Haru could do was hold on tightly to the broad shoulders, nails digging into skin, and cry out in pleasure.

Makoto could feel beads of sweat rolling down his back and chest as he pounded into his lover. The sweet cries coming from Haru's quivering lips pushed Makoto harder, making him buck his hips wildly. There was no rhythm, just instinct. Makoto groaned as Haru clenched around him. He slammed his lips into Haru's and pushed his tongue in, ravishing Haru's mouth. Makoto wrapped his arms around Haru's waist and hoisted him up so he was sitting in Makoto's lap. Makoto repeatedly slammed Haru down on his cock until they were both slick with sweat and trembling. Nails dug deeper into his flesh and he hissed in pleasure.

Haru's head fell back as he screamed. Hot liquid shot out between the two's bodies. Makoto pushed Haru back down on the mattress and flipped him over, his ass straight up in the air. He cried out as Makoto began moving again. "Ma-… Ngh… -koto… Sss- Ah! Sto- I can't…" Haru felt the drool trickle down his chin. Large hands gripped his hips and lifted his ass higher. Tears stung his eyes as his prostate was pounded on over and over. Pleasure and pain washed over him and he let himself drown in it. He fisted the sheets and clenched his teeth. He could feel himself building up again.

Makoto was dazed by the curve of Haru's back and the way his ivory skin was glowing from the moonlight pouring into the room. His mouth watered. He pushed his cock deeper and leaned down. His lips trailed over Haru's soft skin until he reached the back of Haru's neck. Teeth sank into the flesh and cries filled Makoto's hears. His tongue lapped against the red mark. Haru squeezed him tightly and Makoto lost it. He sank his teeth into Haru's neck once more and tightened his grip on Haru's hips as he shuddered and released.

Haru felt the warmth fill him up as soft spoken words were muttered into his ear. "I love you, Haruka." He grabbed the soiled shirt that was under him and threw it to the floor. His trembling body sank into the bed, Makoto's body next to him. Once he caught his breath, Haru picked his head up and looked to the side at the brunette snuggled next to him. "I love you too."

Makoto smiled and pulled Haru closer against his chest. His eyes fluttered shut. "Do you know how long I have loved you?"

"How long?" Haru whispered back.

"Always. I've always loved you, Haru." Makoto placed a gentle kiss against Haru's temple. "And I will continue to love you for the rest of our lives."

Haru grinned into Makoto's chest and listened to the beating of his heart. "You're it for me. So it looks like we have forever together. What shall we do next?"

Makoto chuckled. "As soon as we wake up, I'm going to make love to you."

Haru's grin widened. He drifted off to the sounds of Makoto's heartbeat and soft breathing, and with Makoto's arms wrapped securely around him.

Guys T_T Now what? D-does my life continue or…. I don't know what to do now! I'm not going to say 'The End', simply because it wouldn't be the end. Haru and Makoto have a long wonderful way to go before 'The End'. Maybe… Maybe I should keep going? Eh… I DON'T KNOW T_T

Anyways, I'm thinking about drawing something for this story, if I do, I'll post it on tumblr howii-smuttmuffin or instagram howi_smutmuffin

Kay, Bye ^3*