Chapter 7.5
'First Time'
(warning: M-rating ahead!)
[Samezuka Academy, after graduation]
After seeing his family and friends after the ceremony, with lots of hugs, kisses and congratulations, Makoto went back with Seijuurou to his dorm once the festivities at Samezuka had died down. It was quite the turnout, a milestone in his life that he would remember thanks to the massive support from his loved ones and teammates.
"I'm really proud of you." Makoto said, smiling as Seijuurou squeezed his hand as they walked down the hall. "I'm glad your mom took lots of pictures, you look really handsome."
"Me too, I was probably smiling like an idiot the entire time though. And no, you're the handsome one." Seijuurou stuck his lips out. "My whole family could agree with me on this one and the swim team, with you in that sweater. Sorry, but you're outnumbered."
The redhead chuckled as Makoto let out a whine ("But you're in a tieeeee..." he had said) and his spare hand drifted to his pocket to get his key out to unlock his door. He stopped when he saw an envelope taped to the door, raising an eyebrow. "What's this?" Makoto rested his head on Seijuurou's shoulder, watching as his boyfriend opened the questionable envelope and flushing immediately when Seijuurou pulled out a note and a single condom.
"...'Congrats and have fun, don't break him or make too much noise, Nitori and I are trying to study'." Seijuurou read, opening his door and letting Makoto step inside first. "Rin, goddammit..."
"R-Rin?" The brunette sat on the bed after taking off his shoes, watching Seijuurou close the door and set the note and its questionable contents on his desk. "Are you sure it's from him?"
Seijuurou shrugged, loosening his tie and tossing it onto his desk. "Seems so, it is his handwriting." He sat himself next to Makoto, noticing that the younger captain was biting his lip slightly and letting his fingers rub against his slacks, picking up on the nervous habit signs he knew the brunette had. "Hey...it's okay. We don't have to if you don't want to. Rin's just being Rin."
"That's the thing..." Makoto looked over at Seijuurou, cheeks becoming warmer. "...I-I want to. I mean, isn't it the perfect night to do it?"
Makoto and Seijuurou had gotten 'the talk' both from their parents months after their relationship began.
The two had already done things aside from the general kissing and hand-holding as their time together progressed in the privacy of Makoto's bedroom and Seijuurou's dorm (and then once when Seijuurou joined Makoto in the shower, much to the brunette's surprise and loud screech), but weren't that comfortable with going all the way as of yet. And both of them respected that.
Their parents had secretly arranged to talk to their sons the same evening (and when Seijuurou was home), with the same points to discuss. The Tachibanas invited the Mikoshibas over for tea and snacks, and to get to know their sons' boyfriends' parents better. And also, knowing that their sons were beginning to get sexually active and wanted to make sure that when they had sex, they would be safe.
"We aren't pushing you two to do anything, but..." Asako said, face almost as red as Makoto's. "...we just want to know that when you two decide to go with the next step-"
"You'll be safe and wear a condom." Koji finished, and the other parents nodded. "I know it's...different because you two are both young men, but it's better to be safe than sorry with STI's and such."
Seijuurou squeezed Makoto's hand as the two blinked at their parents, listening to them take turns speaking about sex and being respectful towards each other while doing so.
"And son, we've heard you, ah..." Tatsuya cleared his throat. "...you and Seijuurou, up in your room sometimes."
"Oh god." Makoto mumbled, face bright red and sinking back down in the couch cushions. "Y-you have?"
'Thank god for my dorm', Seijuurou thought. 'But we did get that complaint from Rin that one time...'
"Now, if you two need any condoms or lubricant, don't ever hesitate to ask any of us! We'll be glad to help you two."
"M-mom!"
Makoto just hid his face in Seijuurou's shoulder as their parents continued to speak, making sure to cover all of the bases.
"You sure?" Seijuurou inched closer to Makoto, resting his hand on top of his boyfriends. "I mean, just because Matsuoka put a rubber on the door, and it's not like I don't have my own, we can just...do something else like we planned-"
Makoto just let out a nervous laugh as their noses brushed together, feeling Seijuurou's breath against his skin as their mouths inched closer.
"I'm sure. The movie can wait, right?"
The brunette pressed their lips together, both boys letting their eyes drift shut. A moan escaped from Makoto's throat as Seijuurou licked at his bottom lip, opening his mouth and accepting the warm and slick organ, moving his own against it. The oldest deepened the kiss, pulling Makoto closer and letting his hands trail across his long legs, knee to inner thigh, squeezing when Makoto bit at his lip and resumed to deeply kiss him. Seijuurou pulled away slightly, placing a kiss against the corner of his mouth, then down to his jaw, taking his time before attaching his lips to the most sensitive spot that was on his boyfriend's neck, smiling at how Makoto's hands immediately gripped at his shirt.
"S-Sei-" Makoto gasped, feeling teeth bite at his skin and then lips immediately kiss at the spot, sucking hard. "Oh god-!"
"Clothes off? Would that be easier?" Seijuurou asked against Makoto's neck, fingers lingering at the hem of Makoto's sweater. He eagerly nodded, and Seijuurou lifted the fabric over the younger's head and tossed it to the floor, along with quickly unbuttoning his own shirt and letting it join the sweater, their bare chests brushing against each other. His hand rested on Makoto's knee, trailing it up to his thigh and stopping once his fingers reached the buldge under the dark pants. "...Can I?"
Makoto nodded, feeling his body tremble as Seijuurou's hands went to unbutton and unzip his pants, helping kick them off and join with the other clothing on the floor. The oldest connected their lips again, gently pushing Makoto back against his pillows, slipping out of his own pants as well, kicking them off. Doing this many times before, Seijuurou knew where exactly to kiss and touch Makoto to make the younger melt. Seijuurou nipped at Makoto's earlobe, earning another soft gasp, tilting his head to the side and mindlessly parted his legs, allowing Seijuurou to get closer.
"You're really hard, Mako..." Seijuurou placed a trail of light kisses behind Makoto's ear, feeling the mentioned-hardness of his boyfriend's erection against his own. "Already?"
"How can I not be?" Makoto's face was bright red, breathing heavily. "You're just so...a-ahn!" He gasped when Seijuurou rocked their hips together.
Seijuurou just chuckled, resting his forehead against Makoto's to stare into half-lidded emeralds. "That is true..." He closed his eyes, kissing the youngest again. Seijuurou felt Makoto smile against his lips, bringing his arms up to rest on his shoulders and his fingers to run through slicked-back hair.
The brunette hummed happily against Seijuurou's parted mouth that turned into a low whine, bucking his hips as his boyfriend had sneaked a hand past the elastic of his boxers, wrapping his fingers around his length and pumping slowly all while remaining lip-locked with the younger captain. Flicking his thumb over the head Makoto's thighs twitched, more moans spilling from his lips and let his hands tug on Seijuurou's hair.
"Hey, Makoto..." Seijuurou pulled away, uncurling his hand from Makoto's erection and out of his boxers to rest once again on his thigh. "Stay right here, and you should take these off." He winked, snapping the elastic and got up from the bed, stepping over to his desk and opening a drawer.
"O-okay..." Makoto removed the last piece of clothing he was wearing and tossed it to join his other items on the floor, watching Seijuurou turn back around with a condom and lube in hand, flushing when he saw Seijuurou's eyes wandering across his naked body. "But isn't it only fair you take yours off, too?"
Seijuurou laughed, using a single finger to pull his own boxers down lower than his lips and let them fall down his legs and onto the floor, striding back to the bed and placing the items near the end of the mattress where he rested himself on his knees, between Makoto's legs.
"Fair is fair, sweetheart." He leaned over and pressed their lips together again, flicking the bottle of lube open with his thumb and squeezed a decent amount on his index and middle finger, pausing to look up at Makoto, who was looking back with wide green eyes. "...you ready?"
Makoto nodded, allowing Seijuurou to part his legs slightly wider, tensing once he felt a cold, wet finger rub itself against his entrance. Seijuurou placed his other hand on Makoto's abdomen, rubbing comforting circles as he pressed it inside, heart pounding once whines started spilling from his boyfriend's lips and green eyes clenched shut.
"It's alright, Makoto..." He said, voice quiet and shifting his gaze from his hand to Makoto's face. "I'm not going to hurt you, okay?"
"I-I know..." Makoto bit his lip, adjusting his hips. "Just...it's..."
"Uncomfortable?" A nod. "Well, hopefully, I'll find the right thing to make it better..." Seijuurou placed a kiss to the younger's knee, twisting his wrist and finger going knuckle-deep and curling it slightly. "...do you think you're ready for another?"
With a quiet gasp and quick nod, Seijuurou carefully slid in a second finger, scissoring his fingers apart to stretch him further. Makoto bit his lip and threw his head back against the pillow to try to stop the groan from escaping his throat, clenching the sheets with his hands as Seijuurou pushed in slightly deeper.
"I'm sorry, you're still really tight-" Seijuurou started, lips pressed to a line as he focused on his prepwork. "I think...a third?"
"T-three?" He heard the bottle of lube being opened again, with Seijuurou coating his ring finger with the clear substance and adding a bit more to his two other fingers, and feeling the third digit slowly press inside. "Oh~..."
"Better? You need to relax, sweetheart..." Seijuurou slid his hand upwards to Makoto's chest, fingers splaying over tanned skin and squeezing an erect nub between his fingers, making the brunette cry out and arch slightly. "I can feel you getting only slightly looser, but...I want to make sure that you'll be okay." Makoto slightly smiled, opening his mouth to respond but instead fisted the sheets tighter, arching his back and let out a sharp moan, eyes wide.
"Found it." Seijuurou shifted, the tips of his index and middle finger rubbing against Makoto's prostate, finally, with ease. "Now does it feel better?"
Biting his lip and with trembling legs Makoto nodded, pushing himself back onto the fingers stretching him open. The brunette could only whimper, finding it difficult to keep his legs still open in place, finding them brushing against Seijuurou's sides every few seconds.
"Makoto." He brought his head up, looking at the redhead between his legs who was staring right back at him, and motioned his head down at the condom next to his foot. "Yeah?"
"Y-yeah."
Seijuurou slowly pulled his fingers out of Makoto, wiping them on his sheets (making the mental note to do laundry in the morning), grasping the foil packet and tearing it open. He could feel Makoto's bright green eyes looking at him, watching as he rolled the slicked latex onto his erection, and adding just a bit more lube to be on the safe side. Aligning himself with Makoto's stretched hole, Seijuurou leaned over the brunette, one hand holding himself up while the other laced itself with Makoto's, he shifted his hips and felt the tip of his length push inside, letting out a shaky breath.
"Ready?" Seijuurou felt Makoto squeeze his hand and long legs wrap around his waist, and a quiet voice that made his heart ache.
"I love you."
"I love you more, Makoto."
The oldest pressed their lips together as he pushed himself inside with a grunt, swallowing every single moan that came from the brunette, keeping their fingers intertwined. Seijuurou moved his head away, golden eyes dilated and looking Makoto over; face flushed, eyes struggling to stay open, sweaty strands of hair sticking to his face, and his spare hand twisted in the sheets.
"You're beautiful." Seijuurou whispered, pushing himself in deeper. He leaned back down, keeping a steady rhythm going, bringing his lips to place kisses onto Makoto's outstretched neck, adding more marks to the ones already starting to bruise. "My Makoto, so gorgeous..."
Makoto's only response was to cry out again, the sensation of Seijuurou sucking at the spot the redhead knew was sensitive all while he was being filled almost too much for the youngest to handle and keep his composure. His own erection strained between their bodies, whimpering when Seijuurou's stomach brushed against it when he pushed forward.
"S-sei~!" Makoto squeezed the redhead's hand again, gasping and bucking his hips at the jolts of pleasure shooting through his spine. "T-t-there!"
Seijuurou shifted, thrusting in deeper and faster into the brunette's welcoming body, his spare hand moving from the sheets to wrap itself around Makoto's member and feeling the pre-come that had been slowly dripping out. Makoto wrapped his legs around Seijuurou's waist tighter, eyes rolling shut, biting his lip when trying to contain his moans and sharp cries.
"I-I'm gonna...Sei-!"
The redhead detached himself from Makoto's neck, crashing their lips together. The brunette's eyes were clenched shut, toes curling as he came into Seijuurou's hand with a loud cry against his mouth, squeezing Seijuurou's hand as hard as he could. He heard Seijuurou's breathing become erratic above his own, his thrusts becoming sloppier, and with a final groan, he buried himself as deep as he could within the younger captain, slowly milking out his own orgasm.
Bringing their entertwined hands up, Seijuurou kissed Makoto's hand before unlacing their fingers, resting his arm back down against his stomach. He pulled out, sitting back on his legs for a moment to watch Makoto breathing, green eyes drooping shut as his chest rose and fell. Seijuurou tied the used condom and disposed of it in the wastebasket, snagging a few tissues as well to clean off his hand and the remaining come from Makoto's now-flaccid penis, throwing those away as well. He climbed back into his bunk, wrapping his arms around Makoto's waist, both swimmers on their sides.
"I love you." Seijuurou said, placing kisses on the brunette's face, heart still beating against his chest. "You okay?"
Makoto nodded, smile on his face and pecking the corner of Seijuurou's mouth lazily. "I love you too, Sei."
"Tired?"
"Yeah..." Makoto nuzzled his head into Seijuurou's shoulder, letting out a content sigh as he felt Seijuurou run his fingers through his slightly damp hair.
"I hope I didn't make you too sore, sweetheart..." Seijuurou kissed the top of Makoto's head, bringing the blanket from the foot of the bed over them both. His answer was a soft and tired-sounding laugh from Makoto, muffled by his shoulder.
Seijuurou smiled, closing his eyes and kissed the side of Makoto's head, hearing Makoto's soft breathing and knowing that the younger boy was sound asleep.
The next morning, Seijuurou woke up with a yawn, eyes slowly opening to be greeted with Makoto's smiling face.
"Good morning." Makoto said, kissing Seijuurou's cheek.
"Good morning to you, too." Seijuurou laughed as Makoto pushed his hair out of his face, large hands resting on his face as Makoto pressed closer to kiss the redhead. "How's your...ah..."
Makoto's face flushed as Seijuurou let a hand drift down to his ass, squeezing. "F-fine, I think? Not as sore as I imagined it would be..."
"I'm glad you're okay."
The brunette smiled, letting their foreheads press together, staring into kind gold. "I'm glad I'm with you."
Author's note: ...do you know how long it took me to write this and be decently content with it? DAYS. I don't do smut, that's completely senpai's job, ahah. BUT however, there IS talk about possibly doing the 30 day NSFW challenge with these two cuties, so if anyone is interested, I'll hopefully make it better than this.