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KawaBoru Week: Day Four
Prompt: Soulmates "We belong together"
Boruto sighed as he flopped down on his bed, his two year old cat soon jumping up and settling on his stomach. Finals were finally over on campus and winter break officially started tomorrow. It was the holiday break most college students looked forward to, but this year he was going to end up spending it alone. His parents were off on a vacation, his sister was studying abroad and working part time, and all his friends were planning to do something with their lovers. That left the single blond as the odd man out and he didn't want to be a third wheel, watching his friends be all lovey dovey with their soulmates while he had yet to find his own.
People said that once you reached the age of eighteen, you were pulled towards your soulmate one way or another, slowly but surely working your way to one another. Boruto was almost twenty three now and was starting to believe he was defective. Not once had he ever felt the so-called pull nor had he come across someone that possessed the same soulmark. Maybe his soulmate was on the other side of the world or perhaps he was one of the unfortunate few that had a soulmate who passed on before they could ever meet. If that was the cause then he would be alone forever, having to wait until his next life before they were reunited again.
Thinking about it made him depressed and even his ebony black feline couldn't make him feel better. Boruto wallowed in self pity for a while and then made himself something for dinner, feeding his cat an expensive brand of cat food, but the little ball of fur was spoiled rotten in every regard. They snuggled up in bed with each other once their bellies were full and drifted off to sleep. In the morning Boruto got ready for work, his part time job the only saving grace from his solemn thoughts. After a shower and quick breakfast, he drove a couple blocks down from his apartment and parked around back of the coffee shop.
It was already busy and he knew he had to get in there fast to lend a hand. His co-worker, Sarada, breathed a sigh of relief as she spotted him walking inside and making his way behind the counter.
"The morning rush came earlier than expected," She told him as he was tying his black apron. The others were taking orders, brewing coffee, and making cappuccinos as fast as they could to keep up with the long line of patrons.
"Everyone's out Christmas shopping so I'm not surprised, it'll probably be this busy month," Boruto predicted before clipping his name tag on and then getting the final piece of his work attire: his roller skates. The boss had been against them at first, but the blond proved how quickly and efficiently he could work in them, but he was the only one that was permitted to skate around. "Ready to knock this line out?"
"More than." Sarada smiled, pulling her cap further down before she went back to taking orders.
Boruto focused his attention on flying around the shop, taking care of all the seated guests. The team was able to get everything under control and all the customers served in under forty minutes. Strangely enough his mood felt a lot better now that he was on a roll and not just literally. He was more than ready for the next wave of people that came in, but as he was skating from table to table, he sensed a pair of eyes following his every move. He couldn't pinpoint where the stare was coming from and soon it started to make him nervous. Not one to be easily shaken, Boruto tried his best to ignore it and the confusing butterflies that persistently fluttered in his stomach. The temperature in the building felt like it was getting hotter and hotter despite the breezes of cool winter air that came through the door whenever someone walked inside. While the intense gaze didn't feel threatening, the blond was growing more uneasy and embarrassingly enough, aroused.
"I'm taking my break early," He told Sarada after setting down the tray he had been using, all seated patrons having been served. Despite that fact his admirer had somehow managed to stay hidden and was frustratingly standing somewhere in the crowd of people socializing away from the front counter.
"Oh, alright," She said and then added, "Boruto, don't forget to grab your coa—"
The rest of the sentence was cut off by the sound of the sidedoor, the blue-eyed man rolling out in a hurry. He wasn't worried about the cold when his skin was practically burning. Without the weight of the stranger's eyes watching him, he felt a million times lighter and yet unsatisfied, biting his lip at the mixed emotions and physical reactions he was going through. What the hell was going on with him and who was causing him to go haywire?
He had less than a moment of solitude before the door was opened behind him, and the feeling returned a thousandfold. "So, you are a runner," a deep voice mused, and Boruto turned to face the man who appeared around his age, perhaps a couple years older. He was tall, sporting a wild hairstyle; long black locks that fell over a perfectly trimming blond undercut. He had lazy grey eyes, muscles that appeared to be endless, and tattoos and piercings that gave him an even more intimidating look.
Boruto didn't know why this man was after him and found himself skating backwards until his back was against the other allywall, a half mast erection hidden behind his arpon. "Excuse me?" He asked but wasn't sure if he had gotten the words out or just mouthed them.
The stranger just blinked at him for a moment before sighing deeply and shaking his head. "I think I'm a pretty patient guy… but I've been chasing you long enough. No more running."
He spoke as if this had been going on for a long time, but Boruto didn't remember any chasing and certainly not any running aside from his early break just now. "I think you have me confused with someone else." He got out even if his voice trembled the slightest bit, body growing hotter still despite the cold temperature outside.
The heat only intensified as the stranger stepped closer, walking up to him until they were only a few inches apart. The look in those grey eyes was smoldering and somehow sultry. "There's no mistake. If I wasn't sure, I wouldn't be here talking to you now." He pulled in a breath, as if to settle himself, eyes closing momentarily as he held out his left hand, palm up.
What happened next was instantaneous, the black diamond-shaped mark on his palm the same one that Boruto wore on his right hand, the realization hitting him hard as his erection strained in his pants and a moan left his lips. What the fuck was this? No one had told him that the pull was apparently just the sexual desire to have your soulmate in every possible way. When he didn't move, the stranger's lips split apart in a small smile that was amused and coy. Then he grabbed Boruto's right hand with his right, turning it over to examine his mark. Silently, his left hand clasped onto his right, connecting their marks, miraculously intensifying the sensation that had Boruto in a state of overheating.
"Finally, you can't run anymore… Boruto."
Hearing his name come out of his mouth had the blond blushing as his heart thudded rapidly in his chest. "You knew . . . you know me. How long . . ." Boruto couldn't completely force out his question as his breaths came out quicker and he stared into those captivating grey eyes. It was really him, his soulmate.
"I've been trying to find you for too long… but I didn't know until today, like you. Because you were running." He muttered the last bit, though it was obvious he was amused. "Were you avoiding me?"
"I-I didn't run!" Boruto insisted, holding his hand tighter. "At least . . . not on purpose."
"You sure?" He chuckled. "Are you off for today? I don't think I can let you go back in there…"
Truthfully the shorter man didn't know if he would be able to go back in his current state and it was only getting worse by the second, but he didn't dare distance himself from the man he had been waiting his whole life for. "They'll have to manage without me."
"I'm glad we're in agreement." He smiled more softly and gave Boruto's hand a small squeeze. "I'm Kawaki, by the way… What do you say we get out of here? I think you need a little cool down."
The last thing on his mind was cooling off, but he was confused and impressed that the raven was able to think clearly at the moment. "Yeah, okay."
Kawaki didn't release his hand, pulling Boruto along with him to where his car was parked. Once they were inside, Kawaki placed his hand on the blond's thigh, not starting the car yet. "Your place, or mine?"
His touch had Boruto's thighs squeezing together and his brain short circuited at the question. "Yes?"
"Mine it is," he said with a breathy chuckle and pulled his hand away to start the car and get on the road. Then he returned his hand to Boruto's thigh. "You alright? I guess it is more intense than I expected it to be. To think you'd be at work… sorry about that."
"Are you saying you're not affected at all?" He gaped at him in disbelief.
"Are you kidding?" He scoffed and took Boruto's hand and placed it over his very prominent erection. "I want to fuck you into the middle of next year, but I'm trying to be a gentleman here."
"R-right. Gentleman," The blue-eyed man repeated with a dry throat, swallowing hard as he tried to resist the pull, but having a handful of a cock that size made it impossible. "I'm sorry about this."
Boruto bent down and over, fingers fumbling as they pried Kawaki's fly open and freed his dick from his underwear.
"Shit," Kawaki cursed, torn between removing Boruto's hand from him and telling him to touch him more. "Take it easy," was all he said instead, needing Boruto's touch as badly as he wanted to give it.
There was no going back now and the blond had to quench his thirst and desire somehow until they were able to fully drown in one another. "Kawaki . . . don't crash," Boruto said and that was all the warning he gave before he opened his mouth and took in half of the raven's cock.
Kawaki's breath hitched at being swallowed by his soulmate's hot, wet mouth. The heat he'd been feeling coursing through him had reached an all-time high, suddenly so stifling he could barely breathe. "Don't crash?" He groaned, trying desperately to focus on the road but it wasn't exactly easy. "I said take it easy…"
Boruto couldn't even if he wanted to and was totally enraptured by the taste of the other man against his tongue, eyes rolling back as he moaned and took him in deeper.
When he'd woken up, Kawaki had never anticipated his day turning out like this. The pull was too strong for the both of them, making it hard to see reason, or anything more than each other and how badly they needed to connect. It was a miracle Kawaki had half a mind to pull over and prevent any casualties. He needed his hands on Boruto more than anything, and as much as he'd wanted to make it home, it was just out of the question.
His hands carded through Boruto's thick, unruly blond locks, taking hold and encouraging him to continue, to do as he pleased, to never stop. It was everything he'd ever needed and yet not even close to enough.
"You're killing me. Don't wanna come like this."
Boruto tried to pull off, really he did, but he didn't try nearly as hard as was sucking Kawaki off. Mindful of his teeth, the blond bobbed his head up and down at a slow pace, but he was deep throating him as best as he could and giving him as much suction as possible to heighten the pleasure. The raven's dick grew heavier on his tongue and he could feel his balls drawing up as he sneaked a hand inside his pants to fondle them.
Even if he wanted to prolong his impending release, Kawaki didn't stand a chance. Boruto was relentless and downright amazing, sucking his orgasm out of him so quickly it was embarrassing. He couldn't even be mad. Kawaki had never felt such relief and yet he was far from sated. He needed more, needed to have Boruto feeling just as good as him. He was still breathless, chest heaving, head hazy from the high of his orgasm, but he forced Boruto's head up, groaning when the blond's lips popped off of him, still sucking to the last instant.
"Fuck, you're crazy as hell." It was meant as a compliment, and before he could even think of responding, Kawaki was kissing him hard. He pulled Boruto out of his seat and into his lap, barely managing to slide his seat back in order to give the two of them more room. As their kiss progressed, messy and heated as it was, Kawaki got his hand under Boruto's apron and worked it into his pants, determined to get him off and return the favor.
Boruto's roller skates kicked against the seat helplessly and he wrapped his arms around the taller man's neck, one hand fisting his ebony strands in a tight grip. "Kawa-ki," he moaned between kisses, breathless and so turned on it hurt.
"I've got you," Kawaki whispered against his lips, hand soon wrapping around his member and working to stroke him at a steady pace. They said nothing more, too caught up in their kiss and Kawaki was lost in his soulmate, never in his life thinking meeting him would be like this.
It was a long time coming in Boruto's opinion and he was so unbelievably happy that it had finally happened, he had met his own special someone, his soulmate that he had loved lifetime after lifetime. And now that someone was about to make him come harder than he ever had in his life. He could feel it vibrating in every inch of his body, making him tremble from every stroke of Kawaki's hand. Soft and desperate moans left his lips as they were continuously ravaged by the raven and Boruto clung to him as his cock pulsed and throbbed in his palm.
Kawaki licked into his mouth, tongue swirling around and dominating his own, his large hand never ceasing it's steady, too-perfect strokes until, finally, Boruto came in a haze of bliss. It was as intense as he expected, and so amazing, yet neither of them were sated, still.
"I've got to get you home. I can't properly take you apart here." Kawaki lifted his soiled hand and laughed at the mess they'd made, resting his forehead against Boruto's with a soft sigh.
"Here," Boruto grunted as he yanked his apron off and used it to clean his release off of Kawaki's hand, but he refused to break eye contact with the other man and stole a breathless kiss. "Fuck . . . we're like horny teenagers."
"Just wait 'til I get you home," Kawaki chuckled and kissed him back. "I think we deserve to be horny all we want."
The blond giggled and gave him a shy smile. "Gonna make another mess of me, hm?"
"You have no idea," he mused and helped Boruto to settle in the passenger seat again. "You'd do well to notify somebody on the ride because you won't be going anywhere anytime soon."
His promise had Boruto's member twitching in eagerness and he couldn't help being embarrassed over how desperately and hungrily he desired the other man. "Have mercy, I already feel like an animal in heat as it is. Keep talking like that and we'll never make it to your place."
Kawaki laughed softly. "Alright, I'll behave. It's not like we don't have the rest of forever anyway…"
Blushing hard at how romantic it sounded, Boruto confessed, "I was beginning to think I would never have my forever."
"Well now… I wouldn't allow that."
"I'm glad one of us wouldn't. I had no idea how to find you," Boruto said and nuzzled his face against the raven's chest, wanting to cuddle but also wanting to hide.
"I would've found you no matter what," Kawaki said softly. "I always trust my gut… and my gut led me to you."
Boruto smiled happily, feeling as though even if destiny hadn't told him they were perfect for each other, he would have easily fallen for the other man. It didn't matter that it took them longer than most to find one another, it all worked out in the end and Kawaki was definitely worth the wait.