"Nn... mm…"

Hiroki descended into the amazing feelings surging through him as he swayed in between Nowaki's knees. Nowaki was seated on the edge of the bed with Hiroki between his legs as they kissed. It had taken awhile to get back in sync with each other, but once they had found the rhythm of their kisses, Hiroki had melted into putty in Nowaki's hands.

He shivered under the sensual touch that slid up and down his sides, heated fingertips making the shirt that he wore ride upwards more and more until it slid down once more to dance at his hips. Nowaki was touching him much more than he usually did- something that Hiroki, for once, found perfectly acceptable.

Hiroki, meanwhile, was touching Nowaki to his heart's content, observing the subtle changes of his body that had happened when he was half a world away. He could tell immediately that Nowaki had lost some weight, and made a note to make his fiancé a wonderful breakfast in the morning.

He also made a note to himself to murder Bakahiko and Misaki for letting his most precious person lose even an ounce of weight.

"Mm," Hiroki moaned, pulling away for a moment. Nowaki followed him and they kissed lightly. "Nowaki, don't you… want to say… hi… to Fuyumi?"

Hiroki was surprised Nowaki heard him over the popping and smacking sounds of their kisses.

"When she wakes up, yes," Nowaki breathed, pausing his kisses for a moment. His eyes were already darkened with lust. "But right now I need to say hi to you."

"Idiot…" Hiroki sighed. They went straight back to kissing and touching each other.

While memorizing every contour of Nowaki's slightly altered body, Hiroki came across something on his hand. Curious, he pulled away from Nowaki's lips. Nowaki wasn't nearly finished, and he made up for the loss of contact on his lips by arching Hiroki's body into him by the hips and setting to work on his neck. Hiroki somehow managed to pry Nowaki's right hand off of his hip. He experimentally ran his finger over the same spot that had confused him.

"Nn," Nowaki whined into Hiroki's collarbone, trying to pull away from Hiroki's grasp.

"What happened to your fingers?" Hiroki asked in a concerned whisper, giving Nowaki a massage on the knuckles of his pinky and ring fingers.

"S'nothin'," Nowaki replied against Hiroki's flesh.

"Nowaki…"

Nowaki resurfaced from Hiroki's neck and looked up into his little fiancé's concerned eyes.

"Okay, you got me, I broke my fingers," Nowaki said. Hiroki's eyebrows shot up and he reached up with his other hand to cradle Nowaki's fingers.

"How?" Hiroki asked, his eyebrows furrowing. He dipped his head to kiss Nowaki's pinky and ring finger.

"I just got a little too rowdy with one of the other doctors," Nowaki said with a dismissive smile. "It's okay. I'm fine, Hiro-san. They're already completely healed, there are just a couple little bumps under the skin where the breaks happened. Nothing serious."

"Oh," Hiroki said. He frowned and kissed Nowaki's knuckles. "I'm sorry that happened to you."

"I'm really okay, Hiro-san."

"Mm…?" Hiroki hummed skeptically, raising an eyebrow. Nowaki gently pulled his hand from Hiroki's grasp and returned it to his hip.

"I promise," Nowaki murmured.

"Okay," Hiroki sighed, giving in to the pleading gaze of his fiancé. They went right back to kissing, Hiroki's arms naturally finding themselves draped over Nowaki's shoulders and his eyes fluttering shut in content.

Hiroki was surprised that Nowaki was being so delicate and slow with his kisses, considering that they hadn't touched each other for almost four months. He was just beginning to wonder if Nowaki was just teasing him when he opened his eyes a little.

Nowaki was watching him.

His eyes were half-lidded, and when he caught Hiroki looking at him, his eyes creased with a confident smile.

He wasn't teasing, Hiroki realized with a furious blush. No, he was planning to pleasure Hiroki within an inch of his life. Hiroki broke the kiss with a smack.

"Nowaki, let me-" Hiroki began. Nowaki, however, took his left hand and brought it to his lips to kiss his engagement ring.

"You kept it on," he said softly, looking up at Hiroki with a ghost of a smile on his face. "Even though you were so mad at me, you kept the ring on."

"Of course I did," Hiroki snapped. "I've gotten used to having it on, so having it off now feels weird. Plus… I made a promise… so…"

"Would you have kept it on if you hadn't promised me?"

Hiroki paused, looking down at the engagement ring as he twisted it on his finger.

"Yes," he breathed. "I learned a long time ago that it's not worth it to stay angry with you if you're just going to sweet talk me out of it anyway."

Hiroki's words had sounded harsh, but Nowaki smiled in knowing. The translated message had been much more simple: Yes, because I love you.

"I'm so happy," Nowaki whispered, leaning forward and nipping at Hiroki's neck.

"Not yet," Hiroki said, surprised he was able to make his voice sound firm. He pulled Nowaki off of him. He cupped Nowaki's face in his hands. "I haven't been the only one waiting for this. You have too, plus you've had a job and separation from your daughter on top of that. I think it's time for some compensation, don't you think?"

"Your big words are so hot, Hiro-san."

"Shut it."

"Hehe, 'kay."

Hiroki trailed his hands down to Nowaki's shoulders, then back up his neck. Nowaki seemed to enjoy that movement, and he shivered in anticipation under Hiroki's touch. Hiroki stooped down to give Nowaki one last peck on the side of his mouth before sinking to his knees between his fiancé's legs.

"Hiro-san!" Nowaki exclaimed as Hiroki's hands slid up his thighs to the button of his jeans. "You don't have to, I thought you meant-"

"Hush," Hiroki said, glancing up at Nowaki. "If you're against it, then think of it as something for me."

Nowaki's eyes widened as Hiroki laid his head down cutely on his thigh, palming gentle circles on his opposite thigh.

"Eh… you can keep going, then. I guess I'm okay with it," Nowaki said as he averted his eyes, his voice slightly strained. Hiroki smirked as one hand traveled up Nowaki's thigh to press against the bulge growing in his pants.

"I've been waiting a long time," Hiroki mused teasingly, glancing down from Nowaki's face to his groin, where he had begun to rub small circles into the hardness that strained against its denim concealment.

"Mm," Nowaki hummed impatiently, his legs shifting on either side of Hiroki.

Hiroki wasn't about to wait for the taste he'd been craving for months, so he stopped his teasing immediately to reach up and unfasten Nowaki's pants. With a bit of assistance from Nowaki, he pulled his pants and boxers down just far enough to access his erection.

"Oh," Hiroki breathed when it sprung out in front of him. He glanced up at Nowaki mischievously. "Someone's missed me. You're already hard."

Nowaki didn't answer, but instead gulped audibly.

Hiroki caressed Nowaki with gentle hands, making him squirm slightly. He immediately set to worshiping the organ, trailing his lips down the shaft to nuzzle the soft black curls at the base. Nowaki made a strangled noise above him, and Hiroki felt a few fingers ghost over his hair, itching to grab on. Hiroki placed open-mouthed kisses up and down Nowaki's member, paying close attention to the places that made him hiss in desire.

"Hiro-san…" Nowaki murmured in appreciation, brushing Hiroki's bangs back affectionately. "I love you so much."

"Mmm," Hiroki hummed in approval, then kissed the tip of Nowaki's leaking erection. He slowly opened his mouth and took in the head, circling his tongue around the heated bulb. Letting out a moan at the nostalgic taste, Hiroki took Nowaki in a little deeper. The hand holding his bangs back slid over his hair to cup the back of his head. Another hand replaced the first, holding Hiroki's hair back once more.

"Oh…"

Hiroki looked up through thick lashes to gaze lovingly at Nowaki, feeling joy towards the look of pleasure on his face. Simply making his beloved feel good was bringing his own member to attention, and he moaned again. He shut his eyes and concentrated on his ministrations, every once and a while looking up at his fiancé.

"Ahn," Hiroki sighed, pulling away with a soft pop. He looked up at Nowaki, his lips hovering and parted just over the tip of his erection. "Does it feel good?"

Nowaki glanced down at him and nodded dazedly.

"So good, Hiro-san," he breathed. "Please keep going."

Hiroki smiled and clamped his lips around the organ once more, taking Nowaki in to the hilt. He hummed around the shaft, making Nowaki jolt.

"Goo'," Hiroki mumbled. Nowaki shuddered, and his member began to tense up as Hiroki slowly bobbed and twisted his head from side to side. He sped up slightly, dancing his fingers over the base and massaging whatever he couldn't fit into his mouth.

"Mmm… mm, nn, Hiro-san… I'm coming," Nowaki rasped. He shivered again, his hips jerking.

"Uhmm," Hiroki groaned. He ran the flat of his tongue all the way up Nowaki's shaft. Nowaki let out a long, strangled moan before pulsing into Hiroki's mouth. Hiroki swallowed thirstily, gripping Nowaki's hips to keep his head in place as liquid love filled him. When Nowaki's erection finally twitched to a stop, he pulled away. A trail of saliva mixed with seed chased his lips as he released the softening organ.

"Hiro-san," Nowaki purred in content. "You're amazing."

"Mmm," Hiroki hummed again. He hauled himself to his feet and leaned against Nowaki once more, reaching up to stroke his hair back and watch the raven locks drop back into place. It was a rather affectionate action on his part, and Nowaki seemed to notice it. His eyes softened as he looked up at Hiroki with a vulnerable look in his eyes.

"I missed you so, so much," Nowaki breathed. He reached up to coil his arms around Hiroki's waist. "So much."

"I did, too," Hiroki replied, his voice equally as soft. Nowaki's face contorted ever so slightly, and he grabbed Hiroki's hips and turned on the spot, pushing him down onto the bed. Standing for a moment, he pulled up his boxers and pants, zipping up the pants but leaving them unbuttoned.

He then turned and crawled onto the bed so he was hovering over Hiroki, his eyes dark with need. Hiroki, meanwhile, stared back up at him helplessly, allured and unable to move under the weight of his fiancé's stare. He was vaguely aware that his shirt had ridden up enough to see his belly button, but his arms felt so heavy that he didn't even bother to care.

"It's my turn," Nowaki whispered. Hiroki didn't even care that his tone was embarrassingly seductive, and instead draped his arms over Nowaki's shoulders and brought him in for another kiss. Nowaki caressed his side, drawing trembling sighs from his little fiancé.

"Nn, Nowaki," Hiroki moaned when Nowaki pulled away. He pressed his wrist to his mouth as Nowaki slipped his hands up his shirt and started pushing it up. Nowaki brushed past his nipples, earning a sigh of desire and a small grunt. Hiroki raised his arms helpfully and aided Nowaki in taking off his shirt.

He was about to start touching Hiroki again, but he froze and stared down at his body.

"What is it?" Hiroki asked, shyly pressing his legs together and naturally curling in on himself.

"You've lost weight," Nowaki stated. He looked up at Hiroki's face with concern in his eyes.

"I've been exercising. I haven't stopped eating or anything," Hiroki said reassuringly. Nowaki frowned and reached up to caress Hiroki's face.

"You didn't have to," Nowaki said, stroking Hiroki's cheek with his thumb. Hiroki glowered at him.

"I didn't exercise for you! Sweden's really athletic, alright? There are a lot of places to exercise. It was for my health, not for you!" Hiroki snapped. Nowaki blinked, and Hiroki's sharp voice softened slightly. "I trust your judgment, Nowaki. I already know that you'd love me no matter what I looked like. Exercising was for my own personal gain."

Nowaki's lips parted before they stretched into a gentle smile.

"I see," Nowaki murmured. He lowered his head to kiss the center of Hiroki's chest. "You look gorgeous, then."

"Well, thank you," Hiroki replied, blushing. Nowaki frowned a little.

"But… I'm kinda afraid. You've become so independent over the last few months that I'm worried that you don't need me anymore."

Hiroki sighed.

"Nowaki, truth be told, I could probably go on living without you."