So turns out I forgot to update on here. Whoops. Have a smut chapter. If you don't want to read it, the DON'T.
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Sakata Gintoki was bored. He was spectacularly bored. He was so spectacularly bored, in fact, that he was thinking naughty things. Very naughty things. All involving a certain raven-haired Vice-Commander of the Shinsengumi.
Wait. Before we get into that, let's backtrack for a second.
The reason the leader of the Yorozuya was so bored was threefold. First, his flat, and with it all of the things he did to entertain himself, had burnt down. Even if the animation team had assured him that his flat would be back to normal within the week (like guys come on, how long does it take to redraw a flat?), he still had nothing to do.
Second, there was no work. Gintoki never thought that he of all people would complain about a lack of work, but here he was. It was difficult to get work when you had no base of operations so the Yorozuya had agreed to temporarily close until their house and workplace was useable.
Third and perhaps worst of all, he was alone. Completely by himself. He didn't even have his kids with him (not that he would admit that he missed them). They were staying with Otae but she had outright refused to let him stay, saying that it was his fault they were in this situation in the first place (it wasn't?) so he deserved to slum it on the streets for a bit. Obviously he wasn't doing that (he had standards, amazingly), so he'd had to fork out to stay in a crappy hotel for a week.
The main problem with this was that he was poor, especially now that he had no work, so Pako-chan had been forced to make her comeback. Gintoki grimaced just thinking about it. He swore that he'd spent more hours being Pako-chan in the past couple of days than he had being himself. That had to be some kind of crime. But he'd managed to earn extra last night so had covered the hotel costs for another two days, leaving him with two free days.
This brings us back to why he was thinking naughty things in his temporary home . He had literally nothing else to do, so why not? Gintoki would be lying if he hadn't considered bringing Hijikata round as soon as he realised he'd have a free room to himself for a week. He'd bet that both of them had considered sex (Gintoki definitely had and even if Hijikata denied it, he probably had as well) so this was the perfect opportunity. There was no fear of Kagura or any of the Shinsengumi catching them here, so why hadn't it happened yet? Simple.
Gintoki had no idea how to ask. 'Hey, we're both free and so's this hotel room, wanna fuck?' didn't quite sound right. It was too much and Hijikata would probably flee the second he heard it. Either that or murder Gintoki on the spot. This required a more subtle approach.
He'd thought long and hard all day about the best course of action to take for Operation Get Him In My Bed and was finally getting somewhere. It just needed some good timing. Gintoki checked the time. It was 6:30pm. Hijikata was due back at the barracks from his evening patrol in about an hour and it would take Gintoki half an hour to get there at most. He thought for a moment longer then smiled to himself.
Yeah, this would work.
7:43
Hijikata wasn't as late getting back to the barracks as he expected. They'd run into some trouble on the way back (some petty thieves who could run surprisingly quickly) but had made good time after that. Hijikata was just relieved that he could settle down. Dealing with Sougo for more than 45 minutes at a time was extremely exhausting at the best of times, never mind in the evening when everyone was starting to get tired.
Walking into his room, jacket slung over one shoulder, he made to kneel at his desk when something caught his eye and he froze. There was a small white envelope neatly placed in the middle of his desk, his name scrawled on the front. He'd recognise that handwriting anywhere. Hijikata tossed his jacket to one side, already reaching for the letter. The last proper contact he'd had with Gintoki had been a couple of days ago, just a quick kiss caught as they passed one another in the street. Hijikata would be lying if he said he wasn't excited.
He ripped open the envelope and scanned the letter inside, one eyebrow slowly rising as he did. It was short, an address and hotel room carefully written out and beneath that, in much scruffier handwriting, was a quick instruction to turn up sometime before 8:30 or Gintoki would come collect his boyfriend himself by force for all of the Shinsengumi to see. Hijikata scoffed. It was hardly a romantic summons (though what did he expect, roses?). Didn't mean he'd not go though.
Putting his jacket on again and leaving a quick note saying he'd gone out (just in case someone (read: Kondo) came to check up on him), Hijikata strode out of the barracks and turned in the direction of the hotel.
He'd been walking for a couple of minutes when the implications of being invited to a hotel room to meet his boyfriend finally sunk in. Hijikata stopped dead in the middle of the street.
Oh.
He knew that Gintoki was currently living in the hotel room, so in theory it was just like being invited to the Yorozuya flat, right? But he knew it wasn't. They'd be alone, in a room which basically consisted of a bed and nothing else. The thought didn't terrify Hijikata, but it did worry him. He knew that Gintoki had considered sex (he made at least one sex joke every time they saw each other and that whole business with sucking his finger had really been the icing on the cake, in more ways than one) and even he'd thought about it once or twice. If he was honest with himself, the idea excited him just a little bit.
Gintoki was a good looking man when he thought about it (which he did more often than he'd like to admit) and their relationship was based on attraction just as much as it was based on mutual respect and understanding. Whenever Hijikata thought about going further than just a kiss here and there, he found himself heating up and having to squash the thought before it got out of control.
But now? Now there was chance to not just let that thought carry on, but let it be reality. Hijikata flushed as he realised he wanted that. Wanted Gintoki. Tonight could be an innocent call (knowing Gintoki it wasn't, but still) and it might be that nothing happened. But if it did…
Hijikata shook his head, trying to clear it, and carried on walking. Gintoki'd kill him if he was late.
8:19
Gintoki was getting antsy. He knew that there were plenty of logical reasons for why Hijikata hadn't shown up yet (he wasn't even late for god's sake) but he was still struggling to wait patiently. Every sound of footsteps near his room made him sit up straight on the bed, every part of him listening to see if the person stopped. They never did. Gintoki was nervous anyway and this waiting wasn't helping.
It wasn't like he wasn't physically prepared. A quick trip to the local shop meant he was very prepared. Gintoki just wasn't emotionally prepared for whatever would happen (or not happen) tonight. It going well had crossed his mind once or twice, but so had it going badly and being rejected in all the possible ways.
Before he could fall into a negative thought cycle that would probably result in him marching down the street to find his boyfriend, a set of heavy footsteps clomped down the hallway and stopped outside Gintoki's door. Shit. The military-style knock confirmed the identity of the person.
Gintoki practically flew from the bed and only paused by the door long enough to make it look like he wasn't panicking. He pulled open the door and smiled at the sight of Hijikata, still in his uniform, looking to one side, clearly nervous but trying to hide it. The raven-haired man looked up at the sound of the door opening and nodded in acknowledgement.
"Yorozuya."
"Technically I'm not that while the shop is closed."
"Ah, I see. Jobless idiot it is then."
Gintoki scowled, but they both knew he didn't mean it. "Do you want to come in or not?"
"Please. The woman a couple of doors down is giving me a weird look." Hijikata saw the cogs turning in Gintoki's brain and narrowed his eyes. "Whatever you're planning, stop."
Gintoki made an expression that was just shy of a pout, making Hijikata swallow uncomfortably. Cute.
"Aww." He stepped aside. "Come in then."
Hijikata slid his shoes off, placing them neatly next to Gintoki's haphazardly arranged boots. Following Gintoki through the short corridor, he paused as he surveyed the hotel room.
Even though the man had only been there for a couple of days, Gintoki had certainly made it home. Three of his characteristic yukatas were screwed up in various parts of the room, with an extra one laid out over a chair shoved in the corner of the room. The TV remote was sat on the bedside table as if it had just been used, but the TV itself was dark and silent. What was perhaps most impressive though was the pile of manga in the corner.
"Hijikata suppressed a smile. "You planning on ever leaving?"
Gintoki looked around in confusion before he seemed to understand and glared. "Shut it. I have nowhere to live, I'm compromising."
"Of course." Hiding that smile was proving to be difficult.
Gintoki just huffed and fell back on the bed, spreading his arms and legs out into a kind of starfish position When Hijikata didn't move, he patted the space beside him, still staring at the ceiling.
Shaking his head in an attempt to cast off his nervousness, Hijikata shrugged off his jacket and placed it carefully on the chair, before padding over to the bed and sitting stiffly on it. He sat upright, but looked over his shoulder at the man behind him.
Gintoki flicked his eyes over to Hijikata, before staring at the ceiling again, a snort escaping him.
"What?" Hijikata resisted the urge to fold his arms defensively.
"You need to relax."
"Hmph." Hijikata looked away again, intent on ignoring Gintoki for as long as possible. Thanks to this, he happened to miss the crucial moment where his boyfriend rolled over, hands outstretched and a mischievous glint in his eye. He only became aware of what was going to happen when it was too late.
Gintoki's hands jabbed into his sides, the shock making Hijikata jump and letting Gintoki tug him backwards and tickle him even more.
"Ah- No-"
He stopped protesting as he burst into a barking laugh, his hands waving above him in a strange attempt to get Gintoki off of him. The silver-haired man smiled broadly and started tickling him even harder. He only stopped when his boyfriend started struggling to breathe.
Gintoki moved upright and sat cross-legged on the bed, trying desperately to not laugh as Hijikata rolled over and glared up at him.
"You-" He was still breathing heavily and gulped as he tried to get enough air back into his lungs. "Why?"
Gintoki absently bounced up and down slightly. "It was fun, wasn't it?"
Hijikata scoffed. "For you, maybe."
The silver-haired man looked at him, a challenge in his eyes. "Come on then." He leaned forward and deepened his voice. "Have your fun."
Oh. Ohhh.
Hijikata hesitated for a second and then thought fuck it, might as well let loose. Gintoki was right, he needed to relax.
He raised an eyebrow and launched himself forward without warning. Gintoki yelped, not fully expecting it, and dived out of the way, landing behind Hijikata. The Vice-Commander attempted to jump on him again, but Gintoki was ready this time and rolled neatly out of the way, letting his boyfriend land on the pillows with a thump. As Hijikata rolled over so that he was facing upwards, Gintoki leapt on top of him and pinned his hands beside his head.
For a moment both men just looked at each other, panting slightly.
"Is this okay?" Gintoki's voice was soft, not wanting to break the moment or scare Hijikata.
"Uh huh."
Gintoki frowned. "Is that all you're going to say?"
"What d'ya want, an essay? Shuddap and kiss me you idiot."
Grinning down at the blushing Hijikata, Gintoki leaned in at pressed their lips together. Hijikata's lips were slightly dry and tasted faintly of cigarettes, while Gintoki's tasted of something overly sweet that might have been strawberries, but neither would change it for the world.
For a while, they just kissed slowly, lips moving together but nothing more than that. Then Gintoki shifted slightly to get more comfortable and Hijikata took the opportunity to get some air, his mouth opening with the movement. Gintoki brushed his tongue against the raven-haired man's lips in a question and Hijikata gladly let the man in.
Gintoki hummed in approval and deepened the kiss even more, their tongues dancing together. At some point, Gintoki released Hijikata's hands and tangled them in his hair, Hijikata gripping his boyfriend's hips to ground himself.
When Hijikata first bucked his hips up with a quiet gasp, even if only slightly, Gintoki broke the kiss and grinned down at him. The raven-haired man looked to the side, a faint embarrassed blush on his cheeks.
"Don't look at me like that, perm-head," he mumbled.
"Why?" Gintoki leaned down and started pressing kisses against Hijikata's now-exposed jawline, internally smirking when the other man tilted his head even further to give him better access.
"S'embarrassing."
"Is it now?" By now Gintoki had worked his way from Hijikata's jaw to his neck and was hovering above his collar bones. "We'll have to fix that, won't we?"
Gintoki briefly licked a spot on the other man's collar bone and then latched onto it, alternating between sucking on it and swirling his tongue over it. Hijikata rolled his hips slightly, letting out a low moan before catching himself and attempting to cover his mouth. The silver-haired man seized his hands and guided them back to his hips.
"Ah, no." He finished with the hickey and started another one just beneath Hijikata's collar bones, releasing his hands to begin unbuttoning the other man's shirt. "I need to hear you. I need to know if you like it."
Hijikata's hands tightened on Gintoki's hips and he pressed his head back into the pillows. "Fuck-"
His breath hitched as Gintoki unbuttoned the last button and slid his hands over the now exposed skin. His hands ghosted over Hijikata's skin, following the divots in between his ribs, as his tongue soothed the fresh red spots blooming on his collar bones.
Gintoki sat up again, his hands still exploring. He looked down and smirked at Hijikata's expression. Dark eyes looked out from half-lidded eyes and his breath came out in light pants.
"You want me to stop, you tell me, yeah?"
"What- ohhhh."
His question was overridden by a low moan as Gintoki attached his mouth to one nipple, brushed his fingers over the other and rolled his hips so that his ass pressed against Hijikata's crotch. The hands on Gintoki's hips tightened and Hijikata's back arched.
Gintoki swirled his tongue and felt something in him twitch as the raven-haired man let out another moan, louder this time. He finally raised himself off Hijikata and gestured for him to shuffle backwards so that he was sat up instead. Nudging his legs just far apart that he could settle between them, he carried on playing with Hijikata's chest, giving each nipple equal attention.
When Hijikata bucked his hips up even more, Gintoki took the hint and palmed him through his trousers. The noise that came out of his mouth at that was sinful and Gintoki felt his own cock twitch. He rubbed the growing bulge again. A growl ripped out of Hijikata's throat and Gintoki looked up in surprise.
"Fuckin' do somethin' perm-head."
Gintoki blinked, then huffed a laugh.
"If you insist."
He unbuckled the belt and slid it out of the trousers, throwing it off the side of the bed. Then he grabbed the zip and pulled it down (too slowly for Hijikata's liking but he wasn't about to admit that). Wiggling the trousers off, Gintoki threw them after the belt.
Hijikata suddenly felt very self-conscious and vulnerable. It was like it had only just registered with him how intimate this was. His boyfriend must have sensed his tension because he paused.
"You good?"
Hijikata hummed.
Gintoki mustn't have fully believed him because he started kissing the inside of Hjikata's thigh instead, slowly working his way up from his knee. Finding one particularly sensitive patch of skin, he swirled his tongue over it and sucked it between his teeth until Hijikata was panting again, his legs spread wider than before.
Only then did Gintoki do what he'd been planning to do all night.
He settled himself firmly between Hijikata's legs and pressed his nose into the bulge in Hijikata's boxers. Hijikata hissed and grabbed at the sheets beneath him. Gintoki grinned and licked a stripe over the fabric, causing Hijikata's hips to jerk upwards.
"F-fuck," He breathed out.
Gintoki took this as a good sign and pulled the boxers down completely, exposing Hijikata's cock. Hijikata flushed and looked away but couldn't help looking back when he felt warm breath ghost against the tip. He locked eyes with the silver-haired samurai just as he wrapped his lips around the tip and swirled his tongue round.
Hijikata threw his head back into the pillows and let out a load moan, not even bothering to hide it this time. He arched his back when Gintoki took him in completely, the heat of his mouth feeling so good on his cock.
Then his tongue.
It moved at all the right moments, pressing against the prominent vein and then swirling around wherever Gintoki could make it go. Hijikata found himself letting out tiny gasps every time Gintoki's tongue moved and those tiny gasps turned into a full on moan when the silver-haired man hummed, his entire throat filling with the vibrations.
At some point, Hijikata's hands found their way to Gintoki's hair and tangled in it. Heat started to gather at the base of his spine and he barely had time to tug on his boyfriend's hair in warning before his orgasm hit and pleasure coursed through him.
When Hijikata came back to himself, his legs were trembling and Gintoki was sat up, one hand down his own pants and the other in his mouth as he sucked the remaining come off of his fingers. He pulled the fingers out of his mouth with a pop and grinned widely.
"Didn't know you could be so vocal, Vice-Commander."
"Shuddap. You came in your pants like a teenager."
Gintoki made a hurt expression. "Not my fault you looked good."
"I say again, shuddap perm-head.
Hijikata's legs were still shaking, so Gintoki cleaned up, wiping his own hands first and then Hijikata's torso. The raven-haired man managed to pull his boxers back up before collapsing back down. A few moments later, Gintoki landed next to him, sans his shirt and trousers.
"You staying the night?" Gintoki sounded hesitant, as though he expected the answer to be no.
Hijikata rolled over so that he was looking at his boyfriend. "Do you want me to go?"
There was a pause.
"No."
"Then I'm staying."
Gintoki smiled brightly. "Good! Now get under the covers, I'm sleepy."
Hijikata grumbled but shifted so that they could both lie under the covers while Gintoki flicked the lights off, leaving only subtle glow of the city lights.
After some wriggling (and definitely some elbows to the ribs), they were both settled. Gintoki had refused to sleep without some form of physical contact with his boyfriend, so they were spooning, with Gintoki as the big spoon, his arms looped around Hijikata's waist. He pressed a chaste kiss to the back of Hijikata's neck and nuzzled into his neck, chuckling when Hijikata weakly tried to shake him off.
"Does the gorilla know you're here?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just don't want to be interrupted that's all. I like my sleep."
Hijikata huffed. "He should know to leave us alone by now. If you like sleep so much then why aren't you sleeping now?"
Gintoki hummed, thinking. "Dunno." He closed his eyes, the warmth lulling him to sleep. "Maybe I like you more."
There was a pause as the words sunk in. A blush slowly worked its way up Hijikata's neck, completely unseen to Gintoki.
"Oi, perm-head. Warn me before you say shit like that."
There was no reply except regular breathing.
"Of course you've fallen asleep. Fucking fantastic." As much as Hijikata tried to spit the words out, the usual harshness was gone. He was too tired and content to do more. Sleep was sneaking up on him and he didn't want to shake it off.
Curling into the warmth behind him, Hijikata let himself fall into the first truly relaxed sleep he'd had in a long, long time.
(Kondo did go looking for him that night, scaling the wall with the practised skill of a dedicated stalker until he found the relevant room. He cooed over how adorable Hijikata and Gintoki were and then left them in peace. He'd rather no one else know, so shhhhh)
Yeah that was terrible, I'm sorry. This was the last thing I had planned for this, so I'm gonna mark it as completed (finally, almost a year after I started it, ha ha ha) but maybe I'll revisit it if I get an idea for it.
Thanks to all the people that stuck with this even though I am the WORST at uploading regularly :)
