This chapter contains smut so please check the updated rating!

I'm honestly in love with this ship I'm falling down the rabbit hole big time!

P.s. I couldn't fit the whole chapter title on this, the full title is from an Avril Lavigne song: 3 ▪ He Was A Boy, She Was (Not) A Girl, Can I Make It Anymore Obvious?

The end of the week rolled around pretty quickly and Satoshi walked alongside Yoshiki towards the blond's apartment to hang out for the night. They had arranged a group outing the next day to a newly opened bowling alley and so, Satoshi was staying at Yoshiki's so that they could go together.

Well, that and so they could have some fun beforehand.

The night went by as usual, with the pair playing video games which were mainly won by Yoshiki before they ate and settled down to watch a movie. This time, however, Satoshi didn't hold back, manoeuvring Yoshiki into position so that he could practically lie on top of the blond who wrapped his arms around his boyfriend now that they were away from prying eyes.

The movie they had chosen, some horror film which was released a couple of months ago began playing, putting Satoshi on edge almost immediately. Yoshiki's attention strayed from the movie, observing the brunet's reactions to the smallest of jumpscares, so much so that he completely lost track of what was even happening in the film.

It was after another particularly bad jumpscare that Satoshi gave in, rolling over to bury his face in Yoshiki's chest, whining quietly.

"Why did I agree to this..?"

Yoshiki reached down to grab the TV controller, pausing the movie as he reached up to rub a soothing hand up and down Satoshi's back.

"We don't have to watch the rest of it if you don't want. I've not really been paying too much attention anyway," Yoshiki offered, watching as Satoshi lifted himself up so that he was practically straddling the blond. A grin made it's way on to Satoshi's face as he asked slyly

"Oh really? And why were you not paying attention?"

The blond mirrored the grin, leaning up to capture Satoshi's lips in a kiss.

"I was distracted by someone," The blond spoke between kisses, "Someone who is too adorable for their own good,"

Satoshi tried to ignore the blush that climbed up his face at that comment, avoiding eye contact with the blond who seemed proud of the response he elicited.

"What happened to confident Satoshi from a few moments ago?" Yoshiki teased, sitting up and swinging his legs over the side of the sofa with Satoshi still in his lap. He gripped the brunet's thighs, warning him to wrap his legs around his waist before standing up, hoisting Satoshi up with him.

"Yoshiki!" Satoshi's voice was barely louder than a squeak as the blond carried his towards his bedroom, practically throwing him onto the bed and grinning when the brunet bounced on the mattress.

Climbing on top of Satoshi, he leaned down to kiss the brunet once more, letting his tongue prod at his boyfriend's mouth, eagerly gaining access. Hand's began roaming each other's bodies, pulling at and slipping underneath clothes, desperate for any sort of contact. Everything was still new to them, they were still experimenting, searching for what felt good and what would be fun to try however at that moment all they cared about was feeling each other.

Yoshiki fumbled with the buttons on Satoshi's shirt, already feeling the brunet pushing off his jacket and working on his own shirt. He struggled to get Satoshi out of his shirt, the brunet having to sit up awkwardly to pull both his white shirt and the undershirt he wore off, leaving his top half bare and exposed to the blond's hungry gaze.

Satoshi soon followed, having a much easier time removing Yoshiki's shirt which soon joined the ever-growing pile of clothes on the floor. The blond made quick work of dipping his head down again, placing sloppy kisses down Satoshi's neck and giving a knowing grin, choosing a spot just above Satoshi's collarbone and sucking on the skin there insistently, biting lightly to help make a darker mark. He clamped his teeth together around the skin as he pulled back, scraping the mark with his teeth and practically feeling the long moan vibrating through Satoshi. If there was one thing they had begun to experiment with, it was pain. Satoshi had suggested it and it turned out the brunet had an unusually high pain tolerance, even finding it pleasurable sometimes. And so, some of their nights together were spent researching different things such as bondage and, whilst they hadn't tried that particular aspect yet, they had planned everything as well as buying supplies.

The brunet was breathing heavily as Yoshiki left another mark, higher up his neck, making it practically impossible to hide. Although he had covered the marks up, Satoshi found that he personally loved being covered in them. His mother along with many others disagreed and so, he chose to cover them up when in public to avoid confrontation but once he got home, he found himself fascinated by them, poking and prodding at them and observing how they changed colours day by day.

The brunet leaned up, letting his teeth sink into Yohikis skin to return the favour, sucking the skin to leave a circular, red mark, pulling away with a satisfied grin as Yoshiki began to run his hands down Satoshi's chest, letting his hands graze over the brunet's nipples as he reached for the waistband of his pants.

He hooked a finger in the waistband, pulling the fabric down around Satoshi's ankles, letting the brunet struggle to kick the fabric off as he returned to placing gentle kisses and hickeys over Satoshi's skin.

The brunet soaked in the attention for a while, his back arching into the touch, keening in pleasure as he ran his hands through Yoshiki's hair.

"Yoshiki," Satoshi spoke breathlessly, gaining the attention of the blond who lifted his head, his teeth nibbling lightly on a nipple, releasing it with a wet pop.

"Hm?" The blond cocked his head like a confused puppy and Satoshi found the sight adorable, letting a grin show on his face as he sat up, Yoshiki leaning back to allow him to. Satoshi's hands came to rest on the blond's shoulders, flipping their positions so that he was on top, immediately moving to trail kisses down the blond's neck and chest, also removing Yoshiki's pants as he continued his kisses further and further down, looking up at Yoshiki through his eyelashes with a coy look on his face.

His tongue darted out, licking tentatively at the head of Yoshiki's dick, his eyes still watching the blond's reactions intently. When Yoshiki eventually let out a frustrated groan, Satoshi pulled away with a cunning grin.

"I was wondering how long it would be before you got frustrated,"

He leaned down again, taking Yoshiki further into his mouth this time, easing himself into it until he could eventually fit most of Yoshiki's length into his mouth without too much discomfort.

The blond had reached a hand down to tangle in Satoshi's hair as the brunet began bobbing his head slowly, sucking teasingly every time he pulled away.

He let his tongue circle around the head of Yoshiki's dick, running the very tip of his tongue against the slit at the tip, earning himself a long groan from the blond who's fingers tightened in his hair, pulling his away with his breathing heavy and laboured.

"Here," Yoshiki helped to manoeuvre Satoshi into the position he wanted, lying the brunet on his back and reaching into the drawer next to the bed to pull out lube and some condoms before leaning down to steal a quick kiss off his boyfriend before gently taking hold of his legs, pushing them up against his chest before grabbing the lube once more to coat his fingers with it.

After quickly warming up the lube slightly, Yoshiki moved to press a finger to Satoshi's entrance, making eye contact with the brunet as he began pushing the digit in, watching his expression morphe into one of pleasure before he leaned up, bracing himself with his free hand to lean down and take Satoshi's dick in his mouth.

The brunet was torn between thrusting into Yoshiki's mouth and pushing himself down on his fingers as the blond slowly opened him up, looking up at him with the brunet's dick in his mouth to observe his expressions.

"Yosh...iki," Satoshi let out a long moan, feeling Yoshiki add another finger alongside the first one, thrusting his fingers slowly, appreciating the low groan that it ripped from the brunet. Satoshi cringed at the slick sounds, much to the amusement of Yoshiki who grinned, crooking his fingers upwards to hit his boyfriend's prostate earning another lewd sounding moan.

The blond sucked the tip of Satoshi's dick hard, feeling the brunet twitch underneath him as he began scissoring his fingers, eventually adding a third and final finger.

"Yoshiki...I'm ready...please..." Satoshi moaned out, rolling his hips to both thrust into Yoshiki's mouth and press himself down further on his fingers, his eyes rolling back into his head at the pleasurable stretch.

"Are you sure?" Yoshiki asked, pulling away from Satoshi's dick with a pop, watching intently as his fingers disappeared into the brunet.

Satoshi nodded desperately, moving his hips in time with Yoshiki's slightly movements. The blond pulled his fingers out, his eyes flicking up to see the blush spreading like wildfire across Satoshi's face as he grabbed a condom, struggling slightly with the wrapper due to his slippery hands. He eventually managed, rolling the condom down his length before spreading what lube remained on his fingers onto his dick.

Satoshi waited patiently, his breathing uneven and filled with anticipation as Yoshiki moved to grab his hips, raising them slightly so that his dick could poke at the brunet's entrance.

The blond looked into Satoshi's eyes once more, looking for permission which he received, taking that as his cue to begin slowly pushing into the brunet, watching intently as his eyes rolled back, seemingly subconsciously pushing back against Yoshiki.

Once he was fully inside, Yoshiki stilled for a moment to allow Satoshi to get used to the sensation which he did fairly quickly both due to how often they had done this and how thoroughly the blond had stretched him.

"Move...Please..." Satoshi whined desperately, trying to rock his hips to get some sort of friction.

Yoshiki complied, grabbing Satoshi's hips tighter and pulling out, only to thrust back in again, earning a drawn-out moan, encouraging him to continue moving, angling himself each time to hit Satoshi's prostate dead on.

The brunet was practically writhing in pleasure, trying his bests to move in time with his boyfriend's thrusts before eventually giving up, simply letting the pleasure envelop him instead.

A layer of sweat covered them both as Yoshiki gave quick, hard thrusts whilst letting his hand trail down to grasp Satoshi's dick, circling around the head whilst Satoshi tried to thrust further into Yoshiki's fist.

They both panted in exertion, feeling themselves reaching their orgasms quickly, building up further and further with every thrust until they eventually fell over the edge, Satoshi thrusting weakly into Yoshiki's fist as his orgasm washed over him. He tensed around Yoshiki who gave a final thrust, releasing at the feeling of the brunet tightening around him.

When they began coming down from their high, Yoshiki let himself collapse against Satoshi, breathing heavily along with the brunet before a small chuckle escaped him.

"That was good," The blond grinned, lifting himself up slightly, to look at Satoshi's expression which mirrored his own with a blissful expression.

The brunet hummed in agreement, letting his eyes slip closed, content as he let his hand reach up to trace patterns on Yoshiki's back.

Satoshi felt tiredness wash over him now that the adrenaline had worn off, suspecting that Yoshiki was in a similar situation himself, giving up on fighting against his body and allowing sleep to take over him.

Luckily, Yoshiki managed to wake up in time, regardless of them not setting an alarm the previous night and he managed to shake Satoshi awake, the brunet grumbling groggily, squinting against the bright light filtering in through the window.

He stayed as still as possible, hoping that Yoshiki would simply leave him to sleep for longer which seemed to work for a moment as the blond got out of bed, walking away for a moment before he returned on the other side of the bed. Satoshi was confused for a moment before cold air washed over him, forcing him to open his eyes to see Yoshiki stood holding the duvet with an evil grin plastered on his face.

"I'm sorry but you need to get up. We need to shower and meet the others,"

Another groan was the only response that the brunet gave, rolling reluctantly out of bed, struggling to his feet as he realised how sore he was from their 'activities' the previous night.

"Are you alright?" Yoshiki asked, noticing how Satoshi was limping slightly as they headed towards the bathroom, climbing into the shower together and setting off the water to allow it to adjust it to the right temperature.

"Yeah, I'm just a bit stiff I guess," Satoshi laughed "I guess it could be a realisation moment fir Seiko,"

"I can already see her jaw dropping when she realises. That along with these," Yoshiki grinned, gesturing to the hickeys littering Satoshi's neck as he leant down to kiss the brunet who squealed at the cold water hitting his back. "Sorry, sorry,"

Yoshiki moved to change the temperature and they both began washing the remnants from the previous night off their bodies, beginning to get ready for the day ahead.

After showering, dressing and eating, the pair found themselves making their way out of the blond's apartment, heading towards the town centre albeit slightly slower than usual due to Satoshi's slight, but not overly noticeable limp, soon navigating their way to the bowling alley they had agreed to meet everyone at. There was already a small group standing outside and upon moving closer, they found Ayumi, Mayu and Sakutaro already waiting, the three greeting them as they approached. If the three noticed the abundance of marks on both males necks, they didn't mention it, turning at the loud greeting from Seiko who approached with Naomi in tow.

"Sorry we're late!" Naomi apologised when they reached the rest of the group and began to head inside.

"Its fine, you're not late," Mayu reassured with her signature cheerful smile.

"You're lucky Satoshi wasn't late," Yoshiki joked, earning a look of betrayal from the brunet "If I hadn't woken you up you would've been late,"

"You stayed over?" Ayumi asked, nodding in understanding as Satoshi nodded.

The conversation paused for a moment as they approached the main desk, paying for their game and sorting out bowling shoes before continuing as usual as they begin setting up the game by inputting their names into the screen next to the alley.

In no time at all, the games started, each getting up in turn whilst the rest of them chatted happily.

Satoshi began feeling on edge as he noticed Seiko's analysing stare resting on him whilst the group talked however, she hadn't mentioned anything yet which he had to be glad about. Even the very obvious marks littering his neck hadn't been mentioned, then again, Yoshiki's neck mirrored his with marks of his own sucked into pale skin.

It was unnerving to say the least seeing as Seiko never usually hesitated to ask question after question about any possible hint.

His thoughts were cut off however as his name flashed on the screen signalling that it was his turn to bowl, urging him to stand up to take his turn. He hoped his surprise wasn't too evident on his face when he managed to suppress the wince that came with standing up only, he hoped even more so that no one happened to notice his slight limp as he chose a ball before going to bowl. His movements were stiff as he took his turn, stepping forwards slightly as he released the ball with a slight twinge of discomfort.

It was only when he had returned to where he had been sat and Yoshiki had gotten up that he noticed Seiko now grinning devilishly at him, realising that she must have finally clicked.

"So, what sort of things did you and Kishinuma get up to last night?" The brunette asked, leaning in closer and noticing immediately how Satoshi's face began flushing.

"Just normal stuff," The brunet tried to shrug nonchalantly, however, his red face said otherwise.

"Mochida, are you okay?" Mayu asked, noticing how embarrassed Satoshi seemed to be, to which the brunet nodded frantically, seeing Yoshiki approaching once more after taking his own turn.

"Seiko what've you said now?" The blond asked as he took his seat beside the brunet.

"Just that both of you are sly as hell," She responded, grinning at Yoshiki's fake hurt expression. "You knew that I'd notice today didn't you," She let out a frustrated groan, recalling the many small hints that had been dropped "It was so obvious!"

"So Mochida's not got a girlfriend?" Ayumi asked, also piecing everything together.

"If you weren't walking like that I wouldn't have noticed," Seiko joked, relishing in the rising blush on Satoshi's face. "This is why we couldn't guess,"

"We were guessing the wrong gender," Naomi laughed "That explains it all,"

"You..don't seem all that surprised?" Satoshi glanced around at his friends in confusion.

"Why would we be?" Mayu asked

"If anything it's just annoying that we never thought to guess that," Seiko added.

"You're worrying about nothing," Yoshiki placed his hand on Satoshi's thigh, giving a reassuring smile as he realised how tense the brunet was.

"You didn't think we wouldn't accept you did you?" Seiko faked hurt to which Satoshi frantically waved his arms in front of him.

"I mean...Maybe a bit but I know I shouldn't have..." Satoshi spoke sheepishly, avoiding eye contact with everyone.

"I mean," Seiko began "I'm not exactly straight either am I?"

"I guess," Satoshi's voice was unsure, however, he gave a small smile before feeling Yoshiki's arm wrap around his shoulder to pull him into a half hug which only escalated as it turned into a group hug with everyone piling on top of them one by one.

"You're a dumbass," Naomi laughed

"But that's why we love you!" Mayu added.

Satoshi had to admit, although it had been funny watching Seiko and the others guess, he felt a weight lift off his shoulders upon revealing this to his friends. He didn't like keeping things from them however, the fear of judgement, although irrational, had stopped him anytime he thought of revealing this little secret.

Everything was out in the open now. And he couldn't really be happier.