Ease My Mind
Chapter Twelve
Morinaga breathed in shakily, rubbing his sweaty palms on his pants. It was now or never.
He had never been so nervous as he was pulling the velvet box from his pocket and placing it on his lap.
"Senpai I…there's something I need to tell you."
Souchi couldn't help but feel a sense of dread as Morinaga spoke. He had seen the expression on his face many a time when he had accidentally mixed the wrong chemical or forgotten to buy his cigarettes; he was nervous of Souchi's reaction. With the earlier incident of Matsuda looking after Mya without Souchi's permission and now an obviously anxious Morinaga, Souchi found himself wishing he had said no to this dinner. The turkey was good though.
"What is it?" Souchi asked and was quite proud that his voice hadn't cracked mid-sentence.
Morinaga took an unusually long breath and let a small, timid smile grace his face. The box that rested on his right thigh seemed oddly heavy, almost anchored to his leg with its supposed weight. He took a moment to visualize the very simple yet elegant silver band that the box contained and his confidence dwindled slightly at the thought of it being tossed back in his face. Morinaga's heart seemed to beat at an even faster pace than its already rapid speed and he let out a very breathy chuckle.
"I…I've just been doing some thinking. Well, a lot of thinking actually and…" Morinaga began and his throat seemed to close up at Souchi's inquisitive eyebrow. He coughed, trying to relieve some of the tension that was quickly filling every crevice of his body. "The thing…the thing is Senpai that I…"
Both men flinched when Souchi's phone began to vibrate, the sound obnoxiously loud against the glass of the table. Souchi growled lowly at the interruption; not because he was particularly looking forward to what Morinaga had to say but would have rather faced it head on. He glanced at the caller ID and swiped the screen to answer the call.
"This is Tatsumi." He answered, sparing a glance at Morinaga who seemed to have shrunk into his chair looking thoroughly defeated. "Oh Professor hello. No you aren't…interrupting anything."
Seeing as his chair unfortunately wasn't going to eat him alive tonight, Morinaga straightened as best he could and tapped the box on his thigh in an anxious tick. He wasn't sure his heart was going to make it if he didn't say this soon. It really wouldn't do to pass out and face plant into his half-eaten plate.
He was so wrapped up in rehearsing how he was to phrase what he wanted to say that he was surprised to hear an undertone of irritation in his Senpai's voice. His Senpai may be rude to the best of them, but he would never direct even the slightest bit of anger to his professor, especially one he respected the hell out of.
"Yes…yes I understand sir…you too sir…good night. Fuck." Souchi hissed to himself as he rubbed his eyes harshly with his palms. Morinaga's worry over Souchi's answer vanished in that instance as protectiveness replaced it instinctively.
"What's the matter Senpai?" Morinaga asked curiously but vigilant at his Senpai's state. He looked the epitome of stress. His long hair wasn't pulled back in a ponytail as was custom but rather shaped his face, runaway strands littered his shoulders and face. When his palms lifted, they revealed tired and bleary hazel eyes that blinked at an unusually slow pace, like it was a great effort to lift them again.
"Professor Fukushima thinks I need a break from school." Souchi muttered sullenly, silencing his cell phone roughly and dropping into his pant pocket.
Morinaga had to wince at that one. His Senpai was so devoted to school and the fact that this was their Professor that suggested this 'break' probably hit Souchi too close to home.
Cautious not to upset his Senpai further, Morinaga softly asked, "Does he…did he specify why?"
"He said he can just tell. What the fuck does that mean? I've been doing all my work, my experiments are fine I don't…I don't need a fucking break." Souchi scoffed, pushing his chair back so it scraped the floor and crossing his arms in a huff. Even he could hear how pathetic his voice sounded. School was not something he took lightly and the mere thought of a break added even more stress onto his plate.
Morinaga wanted nothing more than to take the full brunt of the stress that was draining the man across the table from him.
He couldn't do this.
Not now anyway. Not when Souchi was so shattered and miserable. He wasn't naïve enough to believe his Senpai would exclaim his undying love and jump into his arms when he asked, even if he asked in 10 years time. But he would like to hold onto the hope that Souchi would at least consider it. In the state he was in now, he…he didn't have the heart.
Mindful that Souchi was three feet away, Morinaga carefully placed the box and its components safely back into his pocket. He heaved a full-body sigh, surprised at how much relief he felt when the box settled against his leg again, away from view. Perhaps he hadn't been as ready as he had hoped.
However, he knew he hadn't completely escaped; telling Souchi about the job offer was unfortunately not something he could postpone much longer.
He welled himself up to blurt out the truth that had tormented him for so long, when Souchi leapt up from his place and began pacing around the living room. Sighing for what felt like the hundredth time since they began their meal, Morinaga joined him, leaning against the arm of the couch. He watched warily as his Senpai made lines in the carpet with his sock clad feet.
"I mean, do I look like a fucking zombie? I'm doing my work, it's not a problem. Jesus, what does he want from me?" Souchi exclaimed, digging in his heels further as if to underline his agitation.
Morinaga listened to his rant patiently and chanced a response, hoping it wasn't going to result with a black eye.
"Senpai, I think you're taking this too personally. You know he respects you as much as you respect him. I'm sure he's just worried that you're juggling a lot at the moment."
Souchi shook his head and his gaze only intensified as he flicked his amber eyes toward Morinaga's infuriating relaxed stance.
"But he doesn't know about Mya. I must be doing something wrong if someone who knows next to nothing about my life thinks I'm fucking stressed."
Morinaga racked his mind, trying to remember if he mentioned Mya in any capacity to their Professor when they were discussing the job. Coming to the conclusion that Mya was only known to a select few, he pushed off from his lean and moved forward towards his Senpai, stopping 4 feet short.
"Listen Senpai, you are doing a fantastic job with Mya and keeping up with school. But, I sort of agree with the Professor." Morinaga admitted softly and with the way Souchi's head snapped up to meet his, eying the space between them with surprise, he knows this wasn't what he wanted to hear. "You forget to eat sometimes did you know that? And even when Mya isn't crying, I can hear you pacing at 3 in the morning. I worry about you Senpai, I do. Perhaps we should figure out a new system or…" Morinaga said quickly, hastily, wanting Souchi to know what he had really been feeling for the past few weeks.
Souchi shook his head in desperate denial.
"No. If…if he could handle school and a baby then I can."
"Who?"
"Tomoe."
Morinaga started at that. He wasn't…trying to one-up his dead brother…was he?
"Senpai you…you're worried you can't juggle what your brother could?"
The flash of hurt that crossed Souchi's face, like he couldn't believe what Morinaga thought of him, was equivalent to a stab in the gut.
"No! I…I want Mya to have the life she would have if he didn't…if they hadn't…fuck, she deserves that. She deserves to have a good life."
For the first time in 4 months, the apartment was completely silent. No infant and her hungry cries. No television mindlessly playing in the background. No complaining on Souchi's part or coddling on Morinaga's. Just two men lost in their own minds, their thoughts noisy enough.
Wordlessly, Morinaga shifted closer to his roommate and the gap that had separated them was becoming increasingly smaller. Souchi was not so deep in his thoughts that he hadn't noticed the obvious advance Morinaga was making. His exhausted and strained mind was apparently affecting his body in a similar way and couldn't find the strength to back away. He hoped the suspicious and irritated glare he sent Morinaga's way would suffice.
"Senpai." Morinaga said softly but with enough authority that Souchi focused on him. Placing both of his hands on Souchi's tensed shoulders, Morinaga hoped the warmth that bled through his shirt would highlight the fire in his heart.
"If all parents were as worried and nervous and anxious about their children's well being and future as you are with Mya, then the world would be a much better place." Souchi seemed to consider this with wary acceptance but didn't look completely convinced.
"I just want her to be happy."
Morinaga was entirely sure he couldn't love his Senpai anymore than he did right at that moment. Hiroto and Masaki were constantly going on about how Souchi was lucky to have him. But he knew he would never find anyone as perfectly flawed and selfless as his Senpai.
Careful not to upset him further, Morinaga leaned far into Souchi's personal space and emphasized his words with a one-sided hug. He heard the surprised intake of breath and Souchi's' upper body tense before Morinaga experienced the disorientation of déjà vu.
"Don't run off without telling me anymore"
"Senpai"
"I'm sorry"
"I won't ever make you feel like that again"
This was strikingly and almost eerily similar to that time. Morinaga remembered the desperation so evident on his Senpai's face, so frantic at the idea of Morinaga leaving him. The happiness had blinded him completely and he had agreed to never hurt him again, no matter the circumstances. But things had changed. He was going to have to tell him soon. Tell him that he had decided to leave the university, convince him to pack up and leave with him.
The fact that this was so alike only pained Morinaga further, especially since he could literally feel his Senpai ease into his embrace. It was subtle, and it was really only his shoulders that had sagged slightly, but he wasn't moving away and he certainly wasn't shoving him.
It wasn't until Souchi dropped his forehead onto Morinaga's shoulder that the guilt gnawed at his insides. He had swore never to hurt him and to betray that now with this ultimatum was selfish. He couldn't do this tonight, that was for sure.
'Time's ticking', the assured voice in his head reminded him. But with Souchi's body against his, no matter how little they were actually touching, it was difficult to come up with excuses to stop this.
Morinaga mirrored his Senpai and rested his forehead lightly into the slot between his shoulder blade and his neck. He was anxious to comfort his Senpai in any way he could.
The deliciously soft skin that his nose was currently sliding against was practically begging to be kissed, licked, bitten, anything but he restrained himself. He was getting rather good at resistance these days.
"You're an amazing person Senpai." Morinaga whispered honestly and gave in, lightly brushing his lips over the pale skin of his neck. The response was instantaneous; Souchi's arms dropped from where they had been crossed in surprise and the newly freed space prompted Morinaga to lean ever closer so that their bodies were aligned from chest to thigh.
Souchi literally could not think. He had been so wrapped up in his thoughts of the damned future that the closeness of his roommate hadn't really set off any warning bells. Souchi could admit that a hug now and again was alright; everyone needed that intimacy of another human every so often. But he couldn't understand why his body was leaning towards the warmth, even inching his foot forward so that it rested next to Morinaga's. It was becoming much more than a friendly pat on the back between friends.
Nevertheless, he hadn't moved away. It was obvious that Morinaga was most likely desperate for human contact and, to put it bluntly, probably horny as hell. It was also painfully obvious that the lips against the side of his neck were anything but a prompt for something more. But again, he wasn't moving. Why the fuck wasn't he moving? Why did his freaking body lean into Morinaga's like it was what it had been missing for 4 months?
Because it had been missing him.
Morinaga had been in front of him for months and yet he still missed him.
The tingles that spread from his neck and engulfed his entire being were proof enough.
It made Souchi want to punch a wall.
He hadn't even realized he was crying, fucking crying, until Morinaga pulled back suddenly and stared at him wide eyed and upset. Under normal circumstances and with anyone else, Souchi would have been beyond embarrassed and stormed away as quick as possible. But he allowed Morinaga to gently sweep the tears away from under his eye's, trapping one that was about to escape.
He wanted to tell Morinaga that he didn't even know why he was crying, that he wasn't some girl and to stop coddling him but he blamed his lack of sleep for not putting in the effort to push away. Morinaga had taken his face in his hands and was stroking his cheeks absently with his fingers. The look of complete confusion and helplessness for the situation that Morinaga let slip to his features amused Souchi slightly and he felt a little better.
"You're such a wuss." Souchi mumbled quietly, annoyed that his voice was nasally and broke mid-sentence. Morinaga's whole face lit up as if the insult had made his year and he chuckled. Souchi had never really noticed that his eyes were that green before. He wondered if Morinaga knew he had a hint of a dimple when he smiled like that. This close, it was hard not to notice a lot of things.
"I can't help it around you." Morinaga admitted and caught Souchi's earlobe lightly with one of his free fingers. He inched forward, watching with amusement when Souchi's eyes widened comically. "I love you Senpai."
The wonderful blush Morinaga had grown accustomed to on his Senpai's face returned full force and he parted his lips like he wanted to object. Morinaga smiled further and was so overwhelmed by the emotions swirling within him that he barely gave his Senpai any warning as he touched his lips to Souchi's.
He couldn't speak for Souchi, but to Morinaga it felt like coming home. He let his lips slide gently over his partner's, catching briefly on Souchi's upper lip and closing them over his bottom one. It was all very innocent; even through his blinding desire, Morinaga managed to keep the kiss simple and soft. He was not going to risk a runaway situation.
After a few blissful seconds, Morinaga released his hold of Souchi's bottom lip and reveled in the fact that as he lifted his eyelids, Souchi's remained closed. His breath was hitting his own dampened lips in short puffs and made for a very pleasurable, cooling sensation. Morinaga tried not to break the strange but welcome daze his Senpai seemed to be in and lifted his free hand to stroke the length of his jaw.
"Stop me Senpai." Souchi's eyes shot open and his previous stupor seemed to disappear. Morinaga was gazing at him at a more comfortable distance, an unwavering look of desire and love pinned him in place. Souchi's eyes automatically dropped to Morinaga's mouth and cursed himself for noticing his lips' slight glaze.
Stop him? He was trying goddammit.
He had been aware that his body was responding to Morinaga as it always did in these situations and he knew what he had to do. He had to move away, obviously; all he had to do was step backwards, shove Morinaga away, and storm to his room to bury his head in some homework.
Morinaga was giving him an out. He was giving him the option to make a run for it. He should have been shoving him away five minutes ago. He should be doing many things at that point in time.
He settled for letting two of his fingers curl around the hand that was currently stroking his face.
This simple gesture knocked down all of Morinaga's resistance.
Souchi registered the look of unadulterated happiness on Morinaga's face before he swiftly found himself up against the door to Morinaga's bedroom. Even if he wanted to object there was no way he could speak, not while said man was eagerly devouring his mouth and caressing any part of his body he could reach. He had almost forgotten how annoyingly good Morinaga was at kissing as his tongue finally breached his lips and he let out an embarrassing moan.
He made use of his Senpai's initial surprise to pin his hands above his head and continued to ravage his mouth. When Souchi let out a particularly loud groan, Morinaga released his possessive hold on his mouth to take in the sight before him. They were naturally both flushed and their breath was mingling in hurried gulps of air in the short space between their mouths. Souchi was positively glowing and the word gorgeous eased its way to the forefront of Morinaga's mind.
Souchi finally opened his eyes, obviously confused and irritated that Morinaga had stopped now. When he met Morinaga's adoring and hungry gaze, he blushed fiercely and averted his eyes away. Why did Morinaga always make things so damn embarrassing?
He toyed with the idea of slipping away to take care of his erection alone; after all, Morinaga wasn't the only way of satisfying himself. That is, until Morinaga rolled his hips forward and Souchi's head fell backwards, banging lightly against the door as his mouth parted in an unspoken moan. His hands were grappling behind him, trying to grasp onto anything and settled for gripping Morinaga's upper arms. Morinaga smirked before repeating the action, much more interested in the reactions of his Senpai to notice how hard he had become as well.
Souchi stopped thinking of an escape plan. In fact, he stopped thinking almost entirely.
Morinaga combined this assault with holding Souchi's hips steady with one hand, tugging at his scalp with the other, and attacking his neck in small but very precise nips and licks. With the way his Senpai's hips stuttered and attempted to keep up the rhythm he had set, Morinaga knew he wasn't going to last if they kept doing this.
Souchi felt the hand in his hair drop to his side and his confusion only lasted a few moments before the solid structure behind him suddenly gave way and he was being pushed quickly towards Morinaga's bed. Not known for being particularly patient once they had gotten started, Morinaga removed his mouth from Souchi's neck and stripped himself of his shirt as they managed to locate the bed. He pushed an unusually pliant Senpai to a sitting position, kneeled down to his level and smiled lazily as he went to work on Souchi's buttons.
Apparently he was more desperate for this than even he had imagined because his hands were literally shaking with each button. Even Souchi glanced down curiously at the speed at which his shirt was being removed. He cast an almost smug look at Morinaga which made his lower belly flush with excitement. Not only was his Senpai willingly going to bed with him, but he was anticipating Morinaga's actions and going along with them. He couldn't take that self-satisfied look anymore and quickly removed it by finally parting the shirt and licking his abdomen generously.
"Ah!" Souchi exclaimed, surprised at the tongue now tracing his rib cage and moving steadily towards his nipple. Morinaga had moved and was partially lying over him, Souchi now trapped between the weight that was Morinaga's body and the arms that were placed on the sides of his head. Souchi realized he felt content, that this actually felt safe. That it was the safest place he had encountered for months.
It was almost too much when Morinaga nipped at his sensitive nipple and then lapped his tongue on the bud. Souchi involuntarily arched up into the contact and whipped his head to the side, hair fluttering around his heated face. The pleasurable tingles he usually felt when Morinaga did this now felt like full on fire, seeping into his very skin. He had been ignoring his body's needs for so long and it had been virtually an era since he and Morinaga had done anything like this. He couldn't help but feel embarrassment at the predicament; his lower belly was practically seething and he was not going to last long with this foreplay.
'We hadn't even done anything yet' Souchi thought pathetically and whimpered at both the thought and the fact that Morinaga had moved onto his other nipple.
Hearing the desperate noises, Morinaga stopped what he was doing with a succulent pop and saw how far along Souchi was already. Morinaga wasn't the only one who was beyond excited.
"Enjoying yourself Senpai?" Morinaga asked, his voice low and laced with desire. Souchi's head popped up from where he had been lying and shot Morinaga an embarrassed glare. It was hard to see any true anger in his face while it was all flushed with pleasure like that.
"You're an idio-AH!" Souchi's back arched up once more and he began trembling when Morinaga actually started mouthing at the bulge in his jeans. It wasn't so much the feeling but the idea that Morinaga's mouth was so close.
Morinaga smirked from where he was, making sure enough of his mouth's heat was seeping into the fabric. He wanted his Senpai to last, however, so he stopped and began working at the button and zipper of Souchi's jeans. Just the view of Souchi merely watching with anticipation and barely concealed lust as his jeans were gradually removed sent a shiver down Morinaga's spine. He felt absurdly proud that Souchi was trusting him.
As Souchi's erection sprang free from its hold, Morinaga paused. He had been planning to give his Senpai a blow job as he had a month ago but it didn't feel intimate enough. His Senpai was trusting him, opening up to him about his fears of the future and although Morinaga still had the job weighing on his mind, he felt like this was different. He wondered how his Senpai would react if he…
Souchi watched, puzzled and more than a little frustrated that Morinaga wasn't automatically trying to relieve him. He was even more confused when Morinaga removed his own pants and underwear in one practiced move. Usually he didn't go all the way so suddenly. A twinge of panic settled in his chest along with his hammering heart. He wasn't just going…in. Just like that.
He pushed himself on his elbows to see if he could reason with Morinaga but the other man merely smiled pleasantly and laid a hand to his chest.
"Relax for me Senpai." He assured and hovered over Souchi once again. Souchi's eyes widened comically as he realized they were both completely naked. The thought barely registered before Morinaga, once again, thrust his hips in a downwards motion and both men groaned deeply. The sensation of his erection sliding against Morinaga's was unexpectedly and forcefully gratifying. He was well aware he was panting and his hands once again found Morinaga's upper arms to try and steady himself as the other continued to rub them together.
It was strangely intimate. For once, no one was "on top" so to speak. They were both moving up against each other, slick with sweat and pre-cum, the heat almost too much. Morinaga found that Souchi rather enjoyed the feel of not only their lower bodies together, but their chests sliding languidly at the same time. Morinaga tried to aim for their nipples touching each other with each thrust but it was difficult as Souchi was beginning to thrash about beneath him.
"Mor-Morinaga-ugh!" Souchi moaned erotically, his mind unable to come up with anything else. He caught the satisfied look on Morinaga's face before the heat in his groin became too much too soon and his fingernails dug into his partners skin. His eyes slipped shut from the sensations and Morinaga annoyingly slowed down forcing Souchi remain just on the edge. He didn't notice when Morinaga inched his hand between their bodies, bypassing their frantic erections, and parted Souchi's cheeks with his fingers.
So utterly lost in the constant shoots of want originating where their bodies were slick together, Souchi couldn't even find the strength to tell Morinaga to go easy on him. He felt a finger trace around his hole, slick with something already. He peeked through his heavy eyelids and locked eyes with Morinaga and flushed at the attention. Morinaga wasn't moving anymore and his finger was still teasing his opening but not actually inserting it.
"Is this ok?" Came the soft question and Souchi found himself surprised for about the tenth time that night. He was asking permission? That did not happen. Ever.
He didn't dare look at Morinaga for fear of what he might see. He didn't want to see how utterly entranced Morinaga was or how patient he was being. He didn't like the fact that this decision was his. That Morinaga going any further would promise full on sex.
And for some bizarre reason, the idea didn't really scare him.
He built up his courage as best he could with the distraction of pleasure still thrumming throughout his entire being and nodded once, shutting his eyes forcefully so he was still hidden from Morinaga's gaze.
It all escalated very quickly from there.
Souchi felt the familiar yet foreign sensation of Morinaga's index finger and bit his lower lip in order to keep the rest of his body still. It shocked him how easily it went inside, like Souchi's body was inviting it in even after so long. He had expected pain of some sort to accompany this but all he felt, embarrassingly, was anticipation of the eventual brushing of the spot inside him. As if his thoughts were being broadcast, Morinaga took Souchi's lack of response as a good thing and added another finger.
Souchi whimpered and then moaned loudly as Morinaga pushed his fingers up to the knuckles and reached slightly to the right. Stars burst behind his eyes as Morinaga not only began thrusting his fingers in an out, hitting the spot each time, but was simultaneously resuming the rhythm of their hips.
Souchi gasped as he felt kisses circling his belly button and the combination threw him harshly over the edge. The sensations far too much for him, he released himself, trembling, and coated both their erections and bellies. His vision, as he opened his eyes, was slightly blurred from his lack of glasses and the edges were black. All he felt for a few moments was pure satisfaction.
Morinaga tried not to come from watching his Senpai unravel before him. He wished Souchi could see how incredibly sexy he looked, squirming and arching into his body, face endearingly pink, hair cast around him in disarray, lips parted in vocalized pleasure.
He had been planning to wait for Souchi to come down from his high before working him up again, but he had been staring so hypnotized that he hadn't noticed that time had already appeared. Souchi had lifted his head from the sheets and was peeking almost shyly at him. Morinaga's face heat up at Souchi's unwavering stare and he blinked rapidly to make sure his vision was correct.
He couldn't help the small, gentle smile that graced his face.
Without removing his fingers from Souchi, he crawled up his relaxed body and didn't wait before kissing him passionately. Souchi's body was still in its languid state and was slow to respond but after a few moments, he hesitantly met Morinaga's tongue with his. Even after all that happened that night, Morinaga still found himself stunned that Souchi wasn't in any way resisting his advances. He knew Senpai was far from admitting anything close to love for him, but the fact that he was entrusting his body with him was enough for now.
Souchi gasped into Morinaga's mouth as the fingers still inside him began moving again. This time they started scissoring, widening and stretching him even more. Each time he repeated the action, he hit his prostate gland and his cock was beginning to take notice. How Morinaga always got him so worked up so quickly was still a mystery to him.
Any gentleness Morinaga had been bestowing upon him earlier seemed to vanish as his erection brushed against Souchi's in obvious need of attention. He began thrusting his tongue into Souchi's mouth at an accelerated pace and they both made muffled noises of pleasure as he copied the action with his fingers. Souchi was fairly sure he could come again very quickly if Morinaga kept this up and he was almost mortified at how hard he had become it such a short amount of time.
Morinaga was growing slightly impatient at his almost painful, unresolved desire but reminded himself that this was about Souchi's pleasure. He was hoping that he could show Souchi that it wasn't just about sex with them, but that he truly loved him. All he really wanted was for Souchi to understand his feelings.
He broke his hold on Souchi's mouth leaving a thin trail of saliva that linked their lips, and looked down between them. Souchi was fully hard again and the sight was enough evidence that he was ready. Morinaga gripped Souchi's thighs and pulled him roughly towards him, spreading his legs when he was closer.
"Ah!" Souchi felt the fingers leave him and he mourned the loss, growling Morinaga's name like a curse. Not soon after, the fingers were replaced with Morinaga's erection and he couldn't help the way his cock twitched with anticipation. Morinaga eased into Souchi's white hot heat as slowly as he could.
"Ah! Oh Senpai," he groaned and had to stop midway, too afraid that going in all the way would make him come.
The fingers may have brought him no pain, but Morinaga entering him made him wince. It had been a long time after all and he bit his lip, drawing a little blood this time while taking shuttering breaths. However, his pain was soon forgotten at the sight above him. Morinaga had never looked so lost in pure pleasure, his lips parted and eyes clenched shut. Souchi was strangely fascinated and felt the inexplicable urge to touch his face to see if it felt as hot as it looked. Before he could reach his hand up, Morinaga opened his eyes and locked them with Souchi's.
Something passed between them in that instance and even though it scared Souchi more than he would care to admit, he didn't look away. He kept his gaze steady until Morinaga thrust forward suddenly and Souchi threw his head backwards at the change in pressure.
Buried to the hilt, Morinaga gave Souchi a few moments to compose himself and adjust but was barely able to hold on. When he saw Souchi stop biting his lip and his thighs relax as he traced patterns on them with his finger, he decided to move.
"Hah!" Souchi gasped and Morinaga muffled his cry with his lips. Their tongues messily danced as Morinaga gradually increased his tempo; he could feel Souchi's moans and they went straight to his groin. He could also feel the tightening in his abdomen far quicker than he had anticipated but was hopeless to stop it. To bring Souchi to his high, he pulled his left leg up and rested it on his shoulder, angling his thrusts just right. Souchi would have screamed if Morinaga's mouth hadn't impulsively returned to his and swallowed the sound into a mere cry.
Souchi squirmed and writhed beneath him, so absorbed in what was happening to him that his arms instinctively wrapped around Morinaga's back and neck, fingernails digging as he kept him close. He could tell they were both so close and looking down at Souchi's eyelids, he realized he needed something else before it ended.
"Look at me Senpai." Morinaga asked shakily, torn between slowing down and stopping altogether. He settled for slowing down but Souchi's eyes remained shut. His Senpai looked like he was so thrown in pleasure that either Morinaga's words hadn't registered or he was too far gone to respond. "P-please. Senpai, please." Morinaga pleaded.
Souchi took a few shuddering breaths, willing to do just about anything to reach completion and tilted his face upwards before opening his eyes. Morinaga saw the desire, the desperation, and the trust all swirling happily in his amber eyes. He rewarded Souchi's response with picking the pace back up and reaching down to stroke Souchi's erection.
"Mo-Mori!" His name slipped effortlessly from his Senpai's lips and he managed to chuckle breathlessly. The man so wholly unraveled beneath him was insanely beautiful; he couldn't resist claiming his lips once more.
Stay with me Senpai
"Yeeessss." Souchi hissed and Morinaga managed a look of bewilderment before he realized he had spoken those words aloud. And Senpai had…he said he would…
It pushed Morinaga to the very edge and he rested his forehead to Souchi's as they both cried out at a particularly deep thrust and came, milliseconds apart.
Their harsh breathing was all Morinaga could hear. His head dropped down to bury itself in Souchi's neck. All his senses were filled with Souchi. He could hear his partner's heart beat clearly and he remembered to pull out before the noise lulled him to sleep.
Stay with me Senpai
Yes
A buzzing penetrated the haze of Morinaga's dreamless sleep and he turned his head slowly to the side to turn the offending noise off. He blinked at his alarm clock; it wasn't making any sort of noise.
'Must be my phone', he reasoned and remembered they were in his pants pocket. Sleepily, he pushed himself up on his elbows and a blanket around his chest fluttered into his lap. He smiled lazily; his Senpai must have put it on him while he slept. He frowned. Where was Souchi?
He sat up, the fact that he was naked briefly crossed his mind, and he spotted Souchi kneeling on the floor beside his pair of jeans.
He thought he should make his presence known and cleared his throat. Souchi didn't so much as flinch at the noise. Morinaga wondered if he was shy about the night before. A smile crept to his lips.
"Morning Senpai." He said cheerfully but as softly as he could muster, not wanting to scare his Senpai away after the progress they had made last night.
Souchi remained in his crouch, resolutely looking towards his lap. Morinaga registered he had put his pants back on.
"Senpai?" He asked from his place on the bed. He scooted to the left, curious despite himself at what could thoroughly grasp his Senpai's attention.
He gasped in horror and felt his stomach sink, ice streaming through his veins.
It wasn't his phone.
Souchi was staring at his engagement ring.
Author's Note: PHEW! This was so difficult to write and unfortunately I think it's pretty obvious I don't write smut a ton lol, but hope it was enjoyable! I made sure to make it pretty long and as descriptive as I could muster. And I tried my loves, I tried so very hard to keep them in character especially Senpai. Again, really, really hard so be gentle with reviews please!
In other news, ONE MORE CHAPTER GUYS! It's been a long time coming, and with school starting tomorrow it may be a while till this baby gets updated. I may or may not write an epilogue, I have a few ideas in mind but, let me know what you think! Hate to leave you with another evil cliffhanger but…I have to keep interest somehow ;)
Love xxxxx