Day 1- Kiss (naked)

Pairing: Makoharu

Summary: Makoto loves to kiss.

A/N: whoops this is more cute than sexy (and also really short dang) i promise there will be better, more nsfw stuff tomorrow though!

The boys' breathing had finally calmed down to a manageable pace. Haru lay beside Makoto, his palms sweaty and his face still slightly hot and flushed. His hand was curled around Makoto's neck, and his fingers were idly twirling around a few locks of olive hair. He breathed in and out deeply.

"You were good tonight, Makoto," Haru said, looking at the boy beside him who had his eyes screwed shut. Makoto's lids fluttered open and he smiled sweetly.

"Hm," Makoto hummed. "I'm glad."

Haru planted a kiss on his nose and lingered for a second after, his breath warm and damp on Makoto's face. He noticed Makoto's eyes were shut again and planted another kiss on his cheek before brushing his lips against his boyfriend's.

In one swift movement, Makoto wrapped an arm around Haru's back and pulled him closer, pushing their lips together completely. At first, shocked by the sudden movement, Haru pushed back on Makoto's shoulder, trying to put some distance between them. But the warmth of his lips and skin soon made Haru groan softly and fall deeper into the kiss.

He parted his lips, and Makoto found his way in. He was a great kisser because he knew what Haru liked, and he knew how to do it well. A flick of the tongue across the bottom of the lip made Haru flinch and pinch his eyes shut. Makoto would take the opportunity to pull the smaller boy even closer and stick his tongue deeper. With his free arm, he pushed himself overtop of Haru without breaking the kiss.

But just like swimming, you had to take a break to breathe. So, their lips finally parted and a few short pants followed closely after.

"Makoto," Haru whispered as he felt the other boy's soft hair leave his hand.

Makoto kissed down Haru's body, following the direction of his jawline, neck, and collarbone. He dragged his lips across all of the lines that made up Haru's body, his head bobbing up and down with each kiss.

And each time he made contact, Haru would shut his eyes a little tighter. Makoto knew what his kisses did to him.

When the trail of kisses stopped, the two boys met each other's gaze and held it for a few seconds until Haru sighed and let his head fall back to the pillow.

"Every part of you is cute, Haru-chan."

Haru blushed and turned his head to the side. Makoto grabbed his hand and pressed his lips against a knuckle before interlocking their fingers. Again, he left a trail of kisses on Haru, this time going up his body, stopping after each contact was broken to mention that that part was cute, too. Each part of Haru was cuter than the last, and Makoto made sure to let him know.

He reached Haru's face and brushed a few hairs away from his eyes.

"This part of Haru is especially cute," Makoto said, moving in for one last kiss.

Before contact could be made, Haru grabbed Makoto's cheeks and pulled them in together, roughly, holding him into the kiss until he started to lose his breath.

When the kiss broke, Makoto exasperatedly flopped onto his back with his eyes shut tightly once again. Under the covers, he intertwined his fingers with Haru.

"Go to sleep, Makoto."

"Hn."