Haruka twitched, after what felt like forever, sleep tugging at him. Surrendering to it, he need it and no longer suffer nightmares. If he didn't get some restful sleep, his boss would send him home the moment she saw the dark rings under his eyes.
He knew that he wouldn't get away with it much longer, his boss, was far to perceptive for her own good.
Haruka couldn't complain really, it was nice that she cared enough to notice. Growing up, Haruka could get all kinds of emotions passed his mother. Even when he wanted her to see him, when he purposefully tried making her understand, she still was blind.
Makoto...where have you been...
His new friend seemed to know him, what his mother refused to acknowledge in his being, Makoto brought forth. Makoto was just so easy to be around, like they where always meant to be next to each other in life.
Haruka would never grow tired of thinking, of watching Makoto's face enter his vision.
After letting the day flit though his head, in wonderful moments, Haruka sighed contentedly, if he was going to have good dreams, now would be it.
"mmmm" someone was panting in his ear, warmly, the sensual sound fluttering into the air and settling around his skin. Haruka breaths in sharply, raised dapples patterning his arms and spider trailing up his legs.
Leaning back, away from the heat pulling him closer, he attempt to detail the person clinging to him.
"Makoto..?" he looks different somehow...younger
His eyes where tightly shut and he seemed nervous, even scared.
"Makoto..are you alright?" Haruka questioned, feeling panic himself for the other man.
His new friend opened his eyes, green iris's dark- with what Haruka can only describe as intense arousal. Haruka can feel, his breath snatched from his lungs at the sight.
He becomes very aware of Makoto all around him, there seems to be nothing between them, his young friend is completely exposed.
"mmm, 'm fine...wonderful in fact...I think I'm ready...for you to enter." Makoto said, lowly, now gnawing at his bottom lip.
The response should take him by surprise, however, his hand slides down the sheets following Makoto's curves.
Finding out for himself that Makoto was indeed prepared, lubricant slicking his entrance which twitched under his touch.
His own painful arousal had gone unnoticed until now. Remembering once more how to breath, Haruka saw how hard Makoto's cock looked resting on his belly, dribbling, freely and honestly.
"You're sure...?" Haruka questioned, his whole body screamed 'take him...make him yours' but he held back the urge, to pulverize his friend.
"Yes...I need you.." Makoto whispered out, arms out stretched for him. Haruka slipped forward, desperately wanting those strong arms around him.
Makoto welcomed him, seeking out a kiss, which Haruka melted into, he's not even sure if he's holding any of his own weight or if Makoto is doing all the work. Lingering on Makoto's tongue, he slowly rolls to the side taking the other man with him. Makoto's leg hooks around his hip, locking him in place. Makoto rests his head in the crook of Haruka's elbow, smiling dreamily.
Haruka slips a hand down between them, lining up with Makoto's entrance and pressing in the tip. Makoto closes his eyes again, wincing slightly, Haruka watches in awe, waiting for the muscles around his cock to relax. Though, he only moved when he saw the creases leave Makoto's face.
Then he lent forward and once again kissed the other man, Makoto responded to that openly, parting his lips and humming encouragement. Which fell warmly into Haruka's likewise gapping mouth, trying to relive the pain by distracting his nervous partner.
Haruka pressed in a little more, Makoto seemed intent on the kiss, his only substantial movement was to pull Haruka's hips close with his griping knee.
Haruka felt like he was burning up, his boiling point could happen at any moment. Slowly, painfully so, he sunk into Makoto, until he couldn't get any further.
Makoto's was panting heavily into him, nodding vigorously, asking him to continue. Haruka slipped his left hand around Makoto's thigh, feeling Makoto wrapping his arms around his waist.
Haruka closed his eyes and pulled out, bitting his lip when he hitched his hips forward into their connecting heat.
He felt Makoto's spine curl back, in an amazing arch, peeking though his lashes to see Makoto's head tossed back. His walls spammed around him tightly, pulling Haruka in and making him gasp out. Clinging to Makoto desperately, he found a rhythmic roll to his hips, pressing his face into Makoto's shoulder, feeling his partners moans shiver over his neck.
"Makoto..." Haruka gowned lowly, his heavy cock twitching within him.
"Haruka..." Makoto replied, his breathing sharp though his nose as he huffed,
"ohhh...there..right..H hAruka..!"
Snapping his thrust into Makoto, he slammed into his prostate hard. Makoto's orgasm tingled though him with a loud cry escaping his lips. A warm substance splattering between them.
"Hahaa..!" Haruka sat upright suddenly. His skin was damp with sweat, he huffed a few deep breaths before slipping a hand into his night pants to relive the throbbing organ inside. The dream was still so vivid, so with a hum Haruka lay back and griped himself slowly. Drawing his moist palm over his overheated cock.
Biting his lip he closed his eyes and drifted into the pleasure tingling his limbs, desperately trying to keep his voice from tumbling out.
Panting, he pumped his shaft lingeringly, already he could feel that this was going to be an amazing orgasm.
His mind brought forth the image of Makoto, lost in absolute pleasure, the sheen of moisture clinging to his skin.
His head tossed back, mouth open with a cry that didn't even make is out of his chest. Haruka arched into his grip, body spamming and he was gone, with a flick over the head of his hard cock.
Seaman coating over his hand, warmly. Taking deep calming breaths, as he came down once more, he loosened his hold and felt the substance cooling gently on his skin. Haruka let go, resting back and enjoying the feeling as it continued to tingle though his spent body.
After consideration, he knew, over all that didn't prove any more restful then the nightmares. But he shrugged it off, to fulfilled to complain. Though now, the bed seemed very empty once more.
Resining himself to it, he crawled out of bed and slumped towards the bathroom to take a warm bath.
Chika was already waiting for him, deeply purring from in the sink.
Upon getting ready for the day, he remembered that the cross-dressing party was at the restaurant after closing tonight. With a sigh he packed the extra outfit in the bag that carried his lunch and headed out into the crisp air.
He hadn't allowed, or felt the need to masturbate in ages, he'd been to stressed to take the time.
Now, walking briskly towards work, he felt lighter then air, he hadn't even had time to feel bad about jerking off to his newest and dearest friend.
Though, over the few days of knowing him, Haruka had more then a feeling, that Makoto was harboring similar feelings for him.
Haruka breathed deeply, luckily, work left little room for thinking, it being a Saturday night the restaurant was at full capacity. They where swamped, his waitresses where running back and forth, none of them having time to even wish each other good afternoon, the dinner rush was beginning to trickle in.
Everyone dance in and out with practiced ease, of course you couldn't go though a busy day without dropping something.
Though, Haruka was pleased he had very few call backs. Also, he hadn't needed to go out on the main floor to even receive praise.
"Haruka!" a cute girl with brown hair slipped up next to him, he was currently whipping, working on an elaborate dessert.
He glanced at her, hopping she took this as acknowledgement to continue.
"I'm really looking forward to the party tonight, did you find yourself an outfit?"
Haruka kept a steady rhythm with his wrist, "Yes. I picked something out yesterday, took my cousin shopping."
"Ohh my goshh, really?" she trilled, "I can't wait to see you!"
"Yumi! Let's go!" Someone called from the swinging door, the girl smiled bright at him, then flounced off to take orders once more.
