Tomorrow Together
Him - this, this was him. Lips and tounge and body, like heaven, and oh. Oh...
Hitonari might have been crying when Akane pressed into him, but if he was there was no way to stop it. Four years since he had felt this rippling warmth rush through him like a dragon, eating up his insides. Something like a whine tore it's way from it's throat as the dragon ran out the other end of his body, leaving behind it a warmth that filled him like fire. He pushed back against the weight behind him untill he could feel the balls of his former lover against his ass.
Oh, fuck, he had forgetten the feeling...
And he moaned into Akane's mouth, hands fumbling at his back and hair, clinging to the ridges of his muscles with dulled nails.
They rocked together painfully slow, taking all of the night to rise to the pinnacle of it, the breath making it's way between both of their mouths.
"Hitonari..."
And he buried his face in a sweaty neck, clinging to muscled shoulders, legs tangled and unwilling to move.
"Akane..." he sighed, voice trembling in a way that would have embarressed him at any other time.
A heavy sigh made it's exodus from Tachibana's chest and he slumped down, chaste kisses landing on a pale shoulder.
"It's been a long time."
"It has."
