Agon came behind Hiruma in the bath.

Hiruma bent over for him. His hands traced Hiruma's sides, rubbing him, stroking him. Hiruma moaned. He felt Agon enter.

" Uh… " He moaned to Agonne, long. " Uh…. My Agonne…! "

Agonne took Hiruma from behind, touching him, feeling him. He stroked him. Hiruma nodded.

" Yes…! " Agonne heard Hiruma shout, feeling his lover lick his throat, touching him down his sides. Agonne leaned against him. He moaned, kissing the back of his neck, slightly, running his hands down Hiruma's waist.

"I love you… " he said to him. " Hiruma. "

Hiruma heard him. He nodded his head, feeling Agon crane his neck against him. Hiruma leaned his head back against him.

" Oh… " He moaned, long, too Agon. Hiruma's eyes rolled in the backs of his head. Agon pounded into him. Saliva escaped from Hiruma's bottom lip.

Agon licked it off of him. " Huh…! " Hiruma moaned, feeling his lover, more forceful in him. " Agonne…! "

He put his head down. Agon continued on him. He loved him. He really did. Hiruma moaned as Agon continued on him. Hiruma moaned long, into Agon, his body, as his lover continued in him, warming him.

" Huh….! " Hiruma waned, long. He leaned his head back. Agon continued in him, pumping his body, moving him, feeling him.

Deep moans came within Hiruma. Agon began to make out with him. He smacked his ass, hard, spanking him. Hiruma nodded.

" Yes…! " Hiruma shouted, feeling Agon take him in, whole. Agon spanked him, again. Hiruma moaned, deep. His moans caused Agon to leak within Hiruma more, groaning. " Ohhhh….! "

Agon could hardly take it. Hiruma was so hot . He could barely stand it.

"You're so bad…! " Agon spanked him, hard. Hiruma moaned. "And so naughty…! "

Agon spanked him.

Hiruma clenched his claws beneath the bathwater, feeling Agon up his pace, speeding up inside of him. His lips parted.

" Huh…! " He moaned, quick. " Agonne…! "

Agonne took him in. He leaned him over, bending him over, clutching his ass, near the tub's lining, coming behind him, making love to him.

" I love you… " Agon said too Hiruma, " Hiruma… "

Hiruma's eyes rolled. " Ohhh… " Hiruma moaned. He put his head down. " Ohhh….! "

He continued to moan as Agon pumped into him. Hiruma rested his head down into his folded arms against the tub's walls, feeling the onslaughts of Agon's thrusts, moaning deep.

" Huhh… " Hiruma heard Agon moan, deep. " Hiruma… "

Hiruma nodded. He felt him. He turned his head and kissed him, giving him a long kiss, too the mouth, pecking his lips. Agon stuck his tongue in Hiruma's mouth, making out with him, smacking his ass. Hiruma broke away.

He nodded.

Agon took him. Hiruma nodded. He let Agon take his body, in the dampness of the room, sharing his soul, kissing him, lightly, when Agon lifted his head to meet him. Hiruma's eyes were so light, Agon thought to himself, looking at Hiruma, in Winter.

He was beautiful.

Hiruma was beautiful, when Agon fucked him. His hair was all flat. His eyes were blue, and lidded, when Agon entered him, lips parting, huffing, letting Agon enter him whole, moaning, looking at him.

He moaned.

" Ohh…. " Hiruma moaned, quick. Agon heard a deep moan come from him. His eyes widened. " Ohh…! "

His eyelids fluttered. He let Agon cum in him, leaning his head back, moaning, orgasming into Agon's hand as his lover leant his hand to stroke him, easing him through his moans, coming onto him, groaning.

Agon sat on his knees, behind Hiruma, pumping into him, slow, but strong, slowing his pace from earlier, making love to him.

Hiruma groaned. " Ohhhh….! " Hiruma moaned out, throwing his head back, allowing Agon into his body, making love to him.

Hiruma bent over more, letting Agon come into him from behind, putting his head down, moaning deeply, to him.

" Agonne…! " Hiruma shouted, wailing. " Uhh….! " He turned his head, kissing him, beginning to make out with him, sticking his tongue within his mouth, placing it within his. They made out for a long time, while Agon pumped him from behind, loving on him, inside him.

Hiruma moaned. Agon caressed his sides, feeling him with the brass of his knuckles, touching his Hiruma, nipping at his collar bone.

" Huh…! " Hiruma moaned, nodding, feeling Agon upon him. Agon spanked him. " Huh… " Hiruma gritted his teeth, feeling Agon nip him, behind his shoulder blades, biting him. Hiruma moaned. Agon heard him.

Agon moaned. " Uhh…. " Hiruma heard him groan, pumping him with his member from behind. Hiruma leaned his head back.

" Uh… " Strands from his hair fell back from his face. Agon grasped the sides of his hips. Hiruma leant over some more, allowing Agon his entrance, moaning. He gasped.

" Agonne… " He repeated. He moaned. " Agonne…! "

Agon slid his member out of him. He pumped him, again. Hiruma gasped. He let Agon continue in him, making love too his body.

He loved him.

Agon pulled out of him. He kissed down the sides of his body, moaning, licking into his ass. Hiruma nodded, moaning. He let Agon into his body, kissing him when he came up to meet him, coming behind him.

Hiruma came.

That night, Agon rested next to Hiruma. Hiruma clutched his chin, with his nails, rubbing him, as he slept. Agon's breath ghosted his cheek.

He slept.

Hiruma let him. Hiruma got up and stretched. Agon let him. Hiruma walked over and grabbed his robe, putting it on, and fixed him a cup of coffee. Agon watched him.

Hiruma slept next to him. Agon came near his body, rubbing his stomach. Hiruma gasped. Agon licked the side of his neck, coming over him, into his body.

They made love.

Hiruma leaned his head back. He howled as Agon touched him, moving his legs, touching his skin, gripping his body. Hiruma nodded, clutching his face, shutting his eyes.

Agonne turned him over on his back. Hiruma nodded. Agon touched his thigh, rubbing it, spreading his legs. His arm was held back against the sheets. Agon gripped his wrist. Hiruma kissed his lips, light.

The lamp was on.

Agon turned it off.

He made love too Hiruma. Hiruma gripped his hand as it came up to meet his, clutching it. Hiruma moaned. Agon heard him.

He loved him.

In the morning, Agon slept. Hiruma watched. Agon wore his hair back in a smooth ponytail, Hiruma had pulled back last night when they were together in bed.

He slept on his side. Hiruma got out of bed. He put on a loose formal t-shirt that was Agon's. He got back in bed with him.

He stroked Agon's side. Agon clutched his hand. Agon was awake. They laughed, silently to themselves. Hiruma continued to stroke his cheek. He rubbed his chin with his thumb.

He was glad he was better.

He was better than he was the last week, when Hiruma was with him. Hiruma kissed his lips. It began to rain outside. They had been in New York for two days, because of Agon being awarded his Heisman. Hiruma smiled.

Hiruma was proud of him.

He kissed him, again. Agon began to make out with him, turning him over on his back. He made love to him. Hiruma could feel his member moving in and out of him, shifting his body against the mattress, cupping his hip. Agon spanked him.

Hiruma nodded. Agon continued to spank him. Hiruma continued to moan. Hiruma put on lingerie. He bent over and let Agon watch him put it on, his lover stroking himself as he did, biting his lips. Hiruma put on black lace gloves with gold increments, looking back at Agon.

Agon nodded his head.

Hiruma bent over for Agon when he got to the bed. He turned over on his stomach, and got on his knees, letting Agon lick him, above the fabric.

Agon loved him. Hiruma let him lick him. He let Agon turn him over on his side. Agon rested on his back. His eyes prowled Hiruma.

He knew what he wanted.

It stopped raining outside. Hiruma smiled. He came over Agon. His lingerie had little increments of black and gold designs embroidered in the lace.

Agon's eyes soaked him up.

He smiled. Agon's eyes were amber. Hiruma smiled. He began to laugh, grabbing Agon's hand. They both laughed together.

Agon grabbed his ass. He stroked it. He began to rub him, playing with him. Hiruma bit his lip.

He let him.

Agon lent him over. Hiruma bent over on top of him. Agon played with his ass, rubbing his fingers over his asshole. Agon bit his lip.

He was turned on.

Hiruma began to laugh. He gripped the palm of Agon's hand. Agon rubbed it with his thumb, feeling him.

They were ready.

Hiruma began to moan. Agon entered his body with his hand, stroking Hiruma with his fingers, beneath the fabric. Hiruma nodded. He took Agon by the hand, gasping, placing it near his neck.

He loved him.

They made love the entire morning.

Agon had to get some condoms from the local convenience store because of how much sex the two were having.

"Damn…. Hiruma," Agon dug out loose change in his back pocket, wearing a hoodie, cursing underneath his breath. Agon didn't want the strain of the sex the two were having too take place on Hiruma.

Until he got back.

Hiruma wore a full frontal maid costume on the bed when he got back. Agon stood at the door. Immediately, Agon got a boner. He bit his lip.

Hiruma was so hot.

He unbuckled his pants. Hiruma waited on him. He bent over for him, biting his lip, placing the tip of his nail in his mouth.

He wanted him.

He bent over more for Agon too see, taunting him, moaning. Agon came behind him and began to hump, grabbing his hip, stroking him underneath his maid outfit, groaning against him.

Agon fucked him from behind. Hiruma let him. Hiruma let Agon snake his hand from behind and choke him from behind his body.

He let Agon flip him over on the bed.

Agon came into him, again. Agon let Hiruma guide his hand too his neck, where he choked him, hard, strangling him.

Hiruma's hand fell down to his wrist, gripping it, rubbing it. Hiruma nodded his head. Agon continued to strangle him, shaking his fist, strangling his love.

Hiruma nodded.

Agon felt Hiruma cum. Agon dipped his head and began to suck Hiruma off, spreading Hiruma's legs.

He wanted to come in Hiruma so bad.

Hiruma was wearing a fresh maid uniform beneath him, and his eyes were so pleading. Agon couldn't hardly take himself.

Hiruma came right into his mouth. Agon looked up and licked his lips.

He was beautiful.

Hiruma strared at him. He scratched his chin with the end of his thumb, looking at his love. Agon nodded his head.

He bit his lip.

He was beautiful.

Hiruma was, to him. Agon continued to suck him off. Hiruma was wearing garters with his maid uniform and costume. He didn't have any underwear lingerie on.

"Get on top of me." Agon told him, breaking away. He smiled. "Trash."

Hiruma grinned. He did.

And he rode him. Hiruma rode Agon, in his maid uniform. Agon leaned back and gripped him, grinning.

Oh, this was the best.

Agon slept. Hiruma slept on top of him. Today, was the day, Agon sighed, looking at him. He was going to leave, for Mt Fuji, for training, with Shin, and other athletes. He combed his fingers through Hiruma's hair. Hiruma continued to sleep.

He had been invited late last night when Hiruma had checked the phone after the two had made love in the shower. Hiruma looked at the call logs.

It was Coach Venus.

"Hello?" Hiruma picked up. He listened to him.

Hiruma heard him pleading for Agon to join a New Training program with the top Athletes, including Panther, who was in America, while Agon was there. Hiruma nodded.

"That's okay," Hiruma spoke into the phone, He looked at Agon. He was lying in bed, asleep, on his back. He nodded, again. "He's just asleep."

Hiruma smiled. Agon grinned slightly, in his sleep. He waited for Hiruma to join him. He did, in his sleep. He cuddled next to him, holding him, and put his head down.

He fell asleep.

Hiruma wasn't worried. He would just miss Agon. He helped him pack. Agon wore a black Space Jam Tune Squad Hoodie and blue compression leggings with black gym shorts and True Flight Jordan sneakers, that were also blue and black. He wore his usual golden chain, and Hiruma's dog tag, kissing him goodbye. His hair was tied up by Hiruma in a high ponytail, put into place. Hiruma broke away, from him. Agon laughed.

Hiruma kissed him. He looked at him at the doorframe of the door, ready to leave, bags packed, ready in his hand.

"Come back," Hiruma said to him, seeing him leave, down the hall, exiting the penthouse. He wore his formal shirt and socks. "Agonne."

Agonne grinned.

"Yeah," he said. "Hiruma."

He left.

On the plane, Agonne slept. He flew commercial. He put his head down on the end of his knuckle, dosing off. Trashes asked for his autograph. He told them to fuck off. He put his head down, and thought about Hiruma, dosing off. Hiruma wasn't going to bring out his private jet for anybody or anything.

Agon smiled.

He didn't want him to. That was his trash. Agon enjoyed being an Athlete, but more than anything, Agon enjoyed being with Hiruma.

He fell asleep.

When he arrived, he was awoken by a flight stewardess, who told him he would be landing in ten minutes. Agon went ahead and grabbed his bags, and when he reached the airport, he stepped off the plane, and was greeted by many paparazzi, who kept asking him about his Heisman.

"Agon-senshu," They asked. "How does it feel to be the first Japanese Player awarded the Heisman award by the Americans?"

Agon tsked his teeth. They kept asking about that damn Heisman. "Nothing, really," Agon grinned, looking away. He stepped off the steps of the plane, grinning. "It feels great, really."

It got him more snapshots. Agon almost wished Hiruma was here. Hiruma usually handled the paparazzi and talked to them more than he did.

Agon didn't really like paparazzi.

He didn't really like cameras, either. When he left, a taxi was waiting on him. It drove him to Mt Fuji, where they would be staying in a hotel, and not a forest, this time. Agon appreciated that.

He smirked.

He wished Hiruma was there, with him. When he arrived, the hotel staff greeted him. He was a celebrity now. Agon shielded his eyes from the lights and cameras. He grumpily checked in, with the hotel staff constantly asking him if he needed anything.

"No," Agon said, on his way to his room. He checked the key in the door. "I don't need anything from you or anybody, you damn trash. Now, scram."

They left Agon alone. Agon was alone. He missed Hiruma. He really did. He fixed him some Udon soup, taking off his shirt and pants, putting on gray sweatpants, and stood by the stove, cooking dinner.

Hiruma called. Agon bit his lip. He saw his face appear by the telephone's screen. Agon picked it up.

"Yo," Agon said, cooking. "Trash. How've you been, baby?"

"You haven't picked up the damn phone in ages, Fucking Dread," Hiruma called him. "Kekeke, I was wondering if you were alright, my Agonne."

Agonne pressed his elbow against the counter. He rested. His eyes were amber. He thought, for some time. Agon had slept for the most part on the flight. The trashes were nuisances, but the Coach had payed for his flight for him to come over here and train, so he couldn't complain.

They had lost the Rice Bowl. Agon would get better. He swore it. He had to. For Hiruma's sake, and his own.

That was their dream.

"Wish you were here," Agon swirled his pointer finger on the counter in a circle, "Hiruma."

Hiruma knew Agon missed him.

Hiruma did, too. Hiruma missed Agon, a lot.

"Yeah." Hiruma said, he stared down. "Agonne."

Agonne smiled. Hiruma was so beautiful, to him. Agon loved, him. He really did. He really wished Hiruma and him could spend more time together.

After all, Agonne did just win the Heisman.

Agon thought. Agon thought for a long time. He thought about Hiruma. He listened. He listened too Hiruma breathe, right next to him.

He wished he could be there, right there in bed with him, right next to him, and sleeping, at home.

He wanted to be in Japan, with him. Agon missed Hiruma. He missed being there, with him.

He missed when he was at home.

He was there.

Just not there with him.

"Yeah," Agon smiled. He stood up, again. He continued to cook his Udon until it was done. "We'll see each other soon. Hiruma."

Hiruma smiled. "Yeah." He said. "My Agonne."

Agonne slept. Tomorrow, they would begin training. Tonight, the players were coming in, from all over the country, getting ready.

Agon slept.

In the morning, when Agon woke, he got up out of bed, and washed his face, scrubbing it. He stared at the mirror. He awaited for Hiruma too answer his call. When he did, Agon smiled.

"Hey, baby." Agon grinned, scrubbing his face. His teeth were white. Hiruma laughed.

"Hello," he said. He was in bed. "My Agonne."

Hiruma grinned. Agon licked his lips.

"Mmm…." He grinned, leaning closer. "Let me see that ass, trash."

Hiruma lent over for him too see. Agon's phone was on the wall's mirror, placed on a Anti-Gravity suctional cup that held it in place. Agon licked the screen, seeing Hiruma lean over more further, playing with his lover, taunting.

Agon continued to lick. Hiruma must've have propped up his phone before this, as he had leant over for Agon too see, at an angle. Hiruma was on his hands and knees.

Agon loved it.

He was on his hands and knees before Agon had left, too. Agon giggled. He continued to lick the phone's screen in his bathroom, as Hiruma moaned, on the other side, stroking himself, hearing Agon groaning.

Agon was hard, too. He reached down and stroked himself, touching his member, hearing Hiruma moan, licking him upon the screen.

Agon grinned. He began to laugh.

Hiruma was hot.

Agon took a shower too Hiruma after they were done. Hiruma spoke about taking Finals in Two Days. He was studying for them. Agon smiled.

He wasn't going to school, this Semester.

Hiruma had sorted that out for him the morning Agon left, and spoke to the college about it. In a way, it was a relief, to have Hiruma there, and take care of these types of things, for him.

Agon loved Hiruma.

Agon swore he'd make it up to Hiruma. All he wanted to do was take him by the hips and bang Hiruma in the shower from behind.

Hiruma wanted the same.

He wanted Agon too take him from behind and fuck him over the counter in his white robe. He loved him. He missed him.

He wanted Agonne home.

Agonne sat on the edge of his bed. He pulled up his hair, and sat, staring at the Hotel room's door. It was a nice Hotel room. It had two mattresses in it. Agon didn't question it. He almost wished Hiruma was there. He almost wanted Hiruma too walk right in, right through that door—

Then Panther walked in.

Panther walked in, with rolling suitcases and a booming microphone voice, saying, "Hello, Agon!" He shouted, with a grin. "Turns out we're roommates! Nishshihihi! "

He rubbed the back of his head.

Agon stared at him.

"Ah?" he questioned.

His lip fell.

" AHHHHHH?! "

Agon screamed. It turns out, it was Group Training. Hiruma didn't really spare Agon on the details as Agon left their penthouse apartment in New York, but, Agon didn't care to hear them. He just knew he was going there, to get stronger. For him and Hiruma's sake.

His dream wouldn't go to waste any longer.

Panther sat down on the edge of his bed and settled in. Agon stared at him. He had his shirt off and wore gray sweatpants, with his hair tied up, some of it, still left in a braid since Hiruma had came and tied it up last in their penthouse apartment.

In New York.

Panther went to sleep. Next morning, they would begin training. It was still nighttime. Athletes were still arriving. As far as Agon had been concerned, Shin was still in Japan, his flight being delayed due to storms.

He would come tomorrow.

Agon stared at his wall. He looked at Panther. Panther was a famous athlete, now. He played in the NFL. Sena looked up to him. Panther was a Famous Athlete.

He didn't get the Heisman.

Agon stared at his hand. The Heisman wasn't in it. He looked up at his dresser. Hiruma had it. On their dresser back in their Penthouse in New York.

Agon went to sleep.

He missed Hiruma.

Panther woke up and tried to start conversation with Agon at 12 in the morning. Maybe Sena did it, but Agon didn't.

Agon missed Hiruma. Agon thought about Hiruma all night. He masturbated to him on his phone all through midnight, under the covers, making out with his phone when Hiruma sexted him, noticing Agonne was awake.

"Hello, my Agonne," Hiruma said, answering his phone call, waking him, laughing sweetly. "Kekekekeke."

Agon put his ear buds in. "Kukuku," Agon laughed, shifting in his covers. "Just finished masturbating to you, trash."

Agon bit his lip. Hiruma listened. "Kekekeke," Hiruma listened, "My Agonne," Hiruma listened to him talk about his day, and how Panther was over here.

"And this trash Panther," Agon said, shifting in his covers. He stared up at the ceiling, on his back, looking over at Panther sleeping in the mattress beside him a couple paces away. "Is staying here, to. Look at this dweeb,"

Panther didn't tell Agon he was awake. He slept silently, through the night. He listened too Agon talk too Hiruma on his phone in Japanese. He could translate some of it, but not all.

Japanese? Panther thought in his sleep. He rolled over some, in his sleep. He'd answer Agon later. Right now, he was getting his beauty sleep.

He slept.

Agon continued to talk to Hiruma. He showed Hiruma Panther on his phone screen, through his front-facing camera. Hiruma watched.

He knew Agonne was lonely.

"Agonne," Hiruma said. Agon grew silent. He repositioned. On his side. Hiruma was in bed, too. He shifted the comforters over his bony shoulders. "Where are you…?"

"Japan," Agon responded, half-heartedly. "Hiruma…."

"Do you miss me…?" Hiruma asked him. Agonne breathed. He grew silent, again. Hiruma knew it was hard. With his ADHD.

And Anxiety.

"It'll be okay," Hiruma said, smiling. Agon smirked. "My Fucking Dread is strong. My Agonne is perfectly imperfect. For me."

Agon laughed at him. "My love," he said. " Ai Shiteru, "

Hiruma smirked. " Ai Shiteru, " he said, "My Agonne."

Agonne stayed up talking to him. He felt better. He felt way better than before. Hiruma was his love. He would always love that trash.

He would always love him.

He would always love Hiruma.

Hiruma spoke to Agon for a while. He spoke to him about his day, until Agon laid on his stomach, and fell asleep to Hiruma's voice, and crazy stories of studying, that day.

"Good night," Hiruma spoke to him. He kept his phone on. "My Agonne.."

Agonne fell asleep.

Hiruma closed his eyes.

He fell asleep, too.

In the morning, Agon woke up. Hiruma had sent him many sexts. Agon masturbated to them all graciously, making out with his phone once he got a picture of Hiruma and his ass, bending over in black corseted lingerie.

" Hiruma… " Agon mumbled, biting his lip. Panther was out of the room. He must've gotten breakfast downstairs. Agon sat up in his bed. There was one text that Hiruma had sent at the end of it all, when Agon finally woke, first thing in the morning, before he masturbated.

It was a text. From Hiruma.

I love you. He had stated. My Agonne.

Agon smirked. He called Hiruma right away. Hiruma didn't answer his cell. Agon figured Hiruma was probably taking his Finals. He left him a message.

"I love you," Agon had said, at the end of his missed call. "Hiruma."

Agon sent him a message. He smirked.

Agon left him a heart.

Agon masturabted to him. Agon was so horny. And Hiruma was so hot. Agon had packed all of his left over condoms he had bought from the convenience store down the road when he was with Hiruma back in America, in New York.

He laid in bed after a while, when he was done. He stroked himself above his gray sweatpants too the thought of eating Hiruma's ass when Panther walked in, and asked if Agon was ready to go.

"Where?" Agon asked, in Japanese.

"To Training Camp!" Panther announced. "Silly! Everyone's waiting on you!"

Panther was already dressed to go. He wore a blue beanie with gray vest and winter clothes; a grey tracksuit, which meant he was ready to run.

"We have to trek across the mountain," Panther explained to him, tall, and dark, leaning over, grabbing a small black travel suitcase. "To get to the Training Camp. C'mon! I'll lead you there."

Panther grinned. Agon looked at him. That meant that Panther had run all the way here. From the Training Camp. In the Mountains.

Panther wore his blue beanie over his loosened cornrows towards the bottom that had loose, fresh, black hair untangled from braids around his shoulders. Agon looked at him.

Panther was beautiful.

In a sense, of an Athlete's way. And mannerisms. He still had biscuit on the side of his mouth from eating one downstairs on the way to come get Agon.

Agon could see why Sena would choose, to be with someone, like Panther. An Athlete. Why he was attracted to him.

Agon was to.

Panther was a Natural-Bred Athlete. Agon remembered hardly stopping him in the Youth World Cup. Sena was the only one that could stop him.

With Speed.

"C'mon!" Panther laughed, walking over. He walked over to Agon's side of the bed, and lifted up his track duffle bag, packed with football gear and cleats. "I'll carry it for you!"

Panther grinned, again. Agon couldn't believe he was rooming with someone like that. Agon grimaced. He grinned, low.

"...Panther." Agon spoke.

Panther just grinned. Agon got ready. Panther waited on him upstairs in the room until he was ready. Agon took a shower. Panther played on his phone.

He saw the pills.

Panther thought about texting Sena, before he saw them. He stood, remaining silent. He got up from his bedside, and walked over to them. He took a look.

Celexa? He wondered in his head, turning the pill capsule. Agon got out the shower. Panther stepped away, immediately, noticing Agon opening the door, wearing only a bath towel. He walked over to his pills. Panther sat down.

He watched Agon take them. Panther stared at him. Agon didn't look over his way. He just took his pills, and turned around, returning to the shower to get dressed.

He shut the door behind him.

What? Panther thought in his head. What is a guy like Agon taking pills like that? Panther sat in silence, for a while. He thought about what Clifford told him once, during training.

Lots of Athletes have ADHD. He had told him. They were training, downfield. Coach Apollo was watching them. Panther listened. Panther. It's to be expected.

They looked at Hiruma. Hiruma was shooting rounds of his guns at fellow teammates. It was during one of their practice sessions with Sena's Senpai.

Hiruma? Panther wondered. Panther looked at Clifford. "You can't be serious." Panther's eyes widened. His lips parted.

Panther looked at Agon. He looked at the bathroom doorway, returning. Was this what Clifford meant, when he said such things like that?

Panther didn't really want to think about it. He almost wanted to text Sena, and talk to him about it, if he knew, but decided, he didn't, since Sena seemed as shocked as he was when Agon fell at their Game into Unsui's arms during Enma vs Saikyoudai's match.

Panther remained silent. This was new. He would keep it to himself. Agon had medication on the counter. That was up to Agon to share to him.

He didn't.

And Panther respected that. On their hike up the mountain, to Mt. Fuji, within the forest, it was silent. Agon remained silent. He wore black gym shorts with black compression gear and leggings, with another black track jacket. Agon stared ahead. He wore track running shoes, too. Panther looked at his.

They were the same as Panther's.

Panther laughed. They were just in another color! Agon looked over at him. He stared. What? He wondered in his head. He stiffened his lip. What is this trash laughing at? Ah?

"Ah?" Agon wondered, aloud. Panther stilled. He looked, grinning. "The hell are you laughing at, trash?"

Agon stiffened his lip. Uh-oh. Panther didn't want too get in trouble with this guy! Panther continued to laugh. Agon stared at him.

"Ah?" he asked. "What is it, trash?"

"It's…. Just….!" Panther managed. He hugged his stomach. "We've got… the….!"

"AH?!" Agon asked, quickly. "What is it?! Trash!"

Agon almost kicked him. Panther continued to laugh.

"Never mind," Panther said, pointing, ahead, "We're almost there, anyway. Look!"

He pointed to a large building ahead on the side of the mountain, paved away, with a mountain trail, awaiting on the two. Agon looked at him.

"That's the Training Camp," Panther explained, on their way there, climbing up the trail. "C'mon! They built it here after your last visit with Coach Venus and the others to train with Shin and you, along with Sena! I'll race you there!"

Panther raced Agon up the side of the mountain, joyous. Agon tsked his teeth. He stared at the place when he got there. Coach Mercury greeted him when he got inside, and introduced him to a personal trainer, named Bob.

"Agon, this is Bob," He spoke, in English, introducing Agon to the Personal Trainer who had dreads, just like him, tucked away in a wrapped dew rag. Agon stared. "He'll be your Personal Trainer for the Five Days you are here, with us. Say hi,"

Agon tsked his teeth, looking away. The Personal Trainer laughed. He went ahead and told Agon about the things they were going to be doing, while he was there. He spotted Shin. Agon tuned the Personal Trainer out. Agon saw Shin doing curl-ups on a pull up bar, with another one of his Personal Trainers timing him.

It was Coach Venus.

"C'mon, Agon," The Coach for Agon was already awaiting him in a boxer ring. Agon smirked. The Coach hung out on one of the loose bands, grinning. "We've got to get started! It's now or never!"

It was more like a Personal Gym, than anything like a Training Camp, of that sort. Agon continued Boxing. They kept him on that, since most of all, they were testing his reflexes, and polishing, them—seeing how far they could go.

" Shoo—! " Agon punched the palm bags of the Coach that he held against Agon's punches, training him, watching him move around the surface area of the training mat on the inside of the ring. Agon was fast. " Shoo—! "

Agon hit him with a left hook. Everyone watched. The Coach blocked. Agon was fast. He looked at another one of the Coaches. It was Coach Venus.

He's great. He signaled, standing up to his full height. "Alright, Agon," The Personal Coach said, stepping away. Everyone returned to their own personal training. "We're done, for the day. You can rest up on the punching bag and do a couple reps, for your cool down, and then you'll be done. You can head back once you're done with those."

Agon returned to the mini punching bag and continued doing his small reps of punches, responding the the tiny bag above him, pounding it lightly with the back of his wrist, wearing his gloves, listening to his music in his earbuds, resting up, for the day, thinking of Hiruma.

He cooled down.

His dreads were soaked with sweat.

Agon didn't mind. He was training, after all. The small bursts of punches and shuffling kept him light on his feet, and forced him to train lightly, and not heavy, at a heavier pace, like he was used too, when he was with Hiruma.

Agon stopped punching the bag.

He missed Hiruma.

He thought about him all night. The others were here; Sena, Panther, and Shin, but that was it. Agon almost wished Hiruma was here.

He masturbated too him. He made out with his phone at night, too Hiruma's previous sext exposing his asshole in a black laced corset sent during the day, in the morning, when Agon first woke up. He hadn't sent Agon anything all day, due to his Final's taking place that morning.

Agon sighed. He took another shower, washing his hair, almost wishing Hiruma could run his fingers through it when he was with him.

Agon sighed, again. He missed his mom. He took some more of his medication when he got out of the shower, and sat on the edge of his bed, looking at the picture of his mom on his phone, browsing through old photos, tearing up when he saw them, in his towel.

He began to cry.

He missed his mom. He missed when she hugged him, and would pull him all close, and tell him it was going to be all right.

He wiped his face. He was going to be okay. He looked at another photo of Hiruma on his phone. He smiled. His trash was beautiful. His teeth glistened in the sunlight, of the photo. He had taken it when it was Agon's birthday, and he had went down to the beach to celebrate with him at the hotel on a raft in the hotel's pool when the team was rough housing in the water. It was a selfie. Agon loved it.

It was from Hiruma's phone. Hiruma had been calling him since Agon had taken his shower. Agon saw that Hiruma was trying to call him again, seeing a Notification light across his screen. He picked it up. He held it against his ear.

"Hey, baby." Agon greeted, smiling. He put on his gray sweatpants. "I've missed you,"

Hiruma talked to him, for awhile. Agon sat down in bed, rolling over, on his back, underneath the covers, and began to stroke himself. He stroked himself too Hiruma's voice, until Hiruma noticed, laughing, saying he'd join him.

They masturbated together, for awhile. Agon breathed heavy, " I want too suck your dick so bad…. " he said to him, breathing heavy, stroking his length. His member flowed fluid. Agon heard Hiruma moan. At this rate, he was going to need another box of condoms. He was on his last pack. Agon was so Horny…! He couldn't stand it…! Agon moaned. " I want too eat your ass….! "

Hiruma leant over. He moaned. He couldn't understand why Agon left him like this. He wore his lingerie. He storked his hole, beneath himself, moving his fingers against his ass, lathering it, on his elbows.

Agon was so hot…! Hiruma wanted Agon to take him from behind and eat his ass. He wanted him home. " Agonne… " Hiruma moaned. He reached for his phone. He continued to moan. He lathered his ass some more, stroking inside himself with one finger, moaning, thinking of Agonne. " Just get inside me….! "

Agon sat up in bed. He bit his lip, chewing it, stroking himself. "Don't be so naughty… " Agon said to him. He had already chucked off his sweatpants and sat on the edge of his bed, towel over his waist, stroking himself underneath. " Don't make me bend you over on my knee and spank you….! "

Hiruma moaned, imagining it. " Agonne…! " Hiruma was close to coming, Agon could tell. Agonne bit his lip. He heard him moan. " Uh…! Agonne….! " Hiruma wanted Agon too just fuck him from behind, right now. " Agonne…. "

Agon listened to him. He continued to pump his member, stroking himself, listening to Hiruma talk, moaning to him. " I'm just gonna eat that ass, " Agon grinned, gasping. He shivered. " And lick it all up…! "

Hiruma came. Agon heard him. Agon heard him arch his back and moan. Agon could tell Hiruma was laying on the bed, his eyes rolled, stroking himself slowly. Agon bit his lip. He could feel it.

Agon came.

Agon rested next to Hiruma after they were done. He cleaned himself up, and turned the lamp on beside his bed. He rested on his side. He listened too Hiruma talk, on his phone, on speaker, to him about his day, until he drifted off to sleep, taking off his glasses, and closed his eyes.

He slept.

Panther came around midnight. He shut the door behind him. He was tall. Panther was around 6'1, and still growing. He grabbed a bottle of water and decided to take a shower, and drunk from it, thinking.

He thought about Agon's pills all day.

He ran his fingers through his loose cornrows, blowing out loose air. He thought about calling Sena. He hadn't called Sena all day.

He was busy training.

Panther got out the shower. Agon was busy sleeping. Panther turned off the lamp light closest to his side, cloaking the room in darkness. Agon was a scary guy. The Aura around him was weird, but…

Hiruma loved him.

Agon's phone was still on. They shared a call, together. That meant Hiruma was still on call, so if Agon woke up, Hiruma would be near him, and able to hear him.

Panther smiled.

That was nice.

Yosh! Panther pumped his fist in the air. He wore sweatpants and a loose logoed t-shirt. That meant he had to try harder with training, too. Agon was giving it his all. His Godspeed Impulse was beautiful. Watching it earlier in Training was magnificent. The way Agon moved—

It was beautiful.

Agon was definitely an Athlete. But… Panther thought about the pills. He looked at them on the counter. They were never his business anyway, but…

Agon snored. Panther left them alone. They were Agon's anyway. He smirked. He'd leave them alone. He wasn't so sure about them, anymore, but that was Agon's privacy, so he respected it.

Panther went to bed. He put his head to the pillow and fell asleep, after texting Sena a message.

I love you. He texted. Sena.

He fell asleep.

Sena was busy doing curl ups on the beams in Mt. Fuji's forest with Shin.

In the morning, Agon woke up. It was the Third Day. His abs were tight. They always got tight when he trained really hard. Most of his training had been centered on the core of his abdomen, where he focused much of his balance—

And his honing of Force Transfer.

Agon was skilled. He was a very skilled player. A Five-Star athlete. Agon could run the 40-yard dash in 4.6 Seconds. And burst within 4.2. Agon stared at himself within the mirror. He touched his abs, running his hands down him. He almost wished Hiruma was there. Agon had just taken a shower.

Agon sent him a naked selfie.

Hiruma got it. Hiruma woke up too it. He laughed. It was 10 am where he was at. He had returned to Japan last night when Agon was sleeping. Agon didn't know. Hiruma kept it a secret.

He wore a black robe. He walked into the bathroom, getting up. He washed his face, and put on his eyeliner, lining his eyes. Hiruma thought about the way Agon choked him before he left. How he had strangled him. Hiruma looked at the bruises on his neck.

He almost came.

He rubbed them. His eyes rolled into the backs of his head. He leant over. He almost wished Agon was there too just do him from behind, and take him. Hiruma moaned.

He stopped. He couldn't just be doing this offhanded without him. Hiruma laughed. He stood, lifting his head from the sink. He had been taking Finals all week.

Hiruma thought about Agon. He was so pretty. He thought about calling him, but that meant Agon was already at the Training Camp, and his phone was in his bookbag. He didn't want to disturb him.

Hiruma turned off his phone. He smiled. Agonne was going to be okay. He folded some of his clothes from the dryer, and hoped he come home soon. It was going to be the Fourth Day, soon. Agon would be coming home on the Fifth.

Hiruma couldn't wait.

Agon got out of the shower. He got dressed. All of the coaches had been talking about him. Panther let him know this as soon as he got out. Agon put a grey sweatshirt over his gym shorts and leggings. He put a beanie over his dreadlocks. He stared at Panther, sitting on the edge of his bed waiting for Agon to get out of the shower so he could take one of his own.

There was only one bathroom to share.

Agon had already masturbated in it. Agon laughed. God, he hated sharing rooms. He had to share a dorm room with Unsui for 3 years. He was sick of it.

Though, Agon didn't mind sharing with Hiruma. He loved Hiruma. He would give anything to Hiruma.

He would share anything with him.

He loved him.

"The Coaches talk about you all the time," Panther had told him, stretching his legs out. Panther was extremely flexible. Agon took notice. It was the same reason why Panther could run at a vertical angle so well. So perfect. A vertical run that was near unstoppable.

Agon studied ways to stop it.

"They talk about you all the time," Panther continued, louder, on the ground, stretching his legs out at a vertical angle. Agon figured Panther thought Agon couldn't speak English. He accentuated his words more than necessary, so Agon could understand him. "They—"

"I can speak English," Agon spoke slowly, pouring himself orange Juice. He looked at him. "Trash."

Agon was so scary! Panther thought in his head, looking at him. He had this crazy aura around him that just gave Panther the jitters! He shivered. Jesus, he couldn't believe he had been sharing a room with this guy for Three Days! Even though he had barely spoken to him, Agon gave him the creeps! He shivered, again.

Panther grinned. "So you can speak English, huh?" Panther asked. He grinned, again. "The coaches really want you! They want you to move to America so they can work closely with you and Hiruma! They say you're tag-team is the strongest they've seen in decades!"

Panther had a competitive aura surrounding him. Agon smirked. Panther was an athlete.

He was also a competitor.

Agon smirked. "Huh….?" he smoothed, "You say the coaches are speaking about us coming down, huh…" He poured him another drink. "Kukuku, isn't that awesome…."

Agon continued to pour orange Juice in his cup. Agon was so creepy! Panther shivered. Somehow, it excited him. He liked having competitors like this.

It pushed him. Hiruma was the same way. When Hiruma came down, and he trained with him and Panther, and coaches were speaking to him about him and Agon coming down, too train together, to train in America, Hiruma's face was dark with thought.

Panther remembered it. He hadn't heard a clear answer from Hiruma, because he was too busy training…! Nishishishi! But! Panther remembered the look on Hiruma's face when he was asked that question.

He smiled.

Agon had the same look on his face. He finished pouring his orange Juice. "C'mon, trash," he drunk from it. "Take your shower so we can go on ahead and Go. Kukukuku,"

Agon turned around. He checked his phone for notifications. Panther didn't know he was checking his notifications for notifications from Hiruma.

"Sure….!" Panther grinned. "I'll be right out!"

Panther raced Agon up the mountain. Agon was fast. He was focused. He ran the 40-yard dash at 4.6 seconds, but every now and then, Panther would get feelings of Agon wasn't expanding upon his full potential.

He was just building upon it.

Agon still had much more to offer. He was training. With technique. Ain't that something…! Panther thought in his head, looking at him.

Agon was fast.

In other ways as well. Arguably, Agon had some of the best Technique Panther had seen. And his Power. Agon had such control, that arguably—

He was the Perfect Player.

They trained. On the Fourth day, Panther had gotten to see Agon talk on the phone to Hiruma, using the Hotel's phone, hooked up to the wall with a cord. He was twirling the cord in his fingers, laughing, speaking low, in Japanese.

Panther looked. Agon looked over his shoulder at him. Panther looked away, quickly, and whistled, acting like he was doing something else. Panther was bad at pretending he was something else, when he wasn't. He was a terrible liar. He didn't have the heart in it, like Clifford, but one thing Panther knew he had was the Heart of a Player.

Agon had it, too.

Agon turned away. Panther breathed, a little easier. Agon had probably saw him. He was intelligent. But, decided not to act upon it. Panther was grateful.

He let out a sigh of relief.

On the Fifth Day, the players went home. Panther spoke to Agon before they left the hotel on the last morning to Train on Mt. Fuji. They would be climbing up it, starting at the very bottom. Panther was excited. He couldn't wait for it.

"Agon." Panther spoke, loud, before Agon left. Agon looked at him. Ah? He wondered in his head. His lips parted. What did this trash want? "I know… you love Hiruma," Agon stopped at the door. He stilled. He remained silent. Panther continued to speak to him, "And I know…. Moving to America, would be tough, but…. Don't feel pressured—"

"Ah?" Agon spoke up, finally. "The hell are you talking about… trash?"

Panther still got the jitters from this guy! He gulped. "I mean," he grinned, "Don't let the coaches pressure you into moving here. You're a Five-Star Player. If you moved to America, all of the coaches and Universities would want you. They just want to get to you first," Agon laughed. Pather smirked. "They tried to do the same thing with me. I knew what I wanted. They bribed my Grandma. At first, I wanted to get into Football… too make money for her, and make it into the NFL, so I could treat her—" Agon rolled his eyes. Sob story time. He almost walked out the door, but, Panther continued talking, "But then, I met Sena. And I wanted to play for myself. I thoroughly really, enjoyed Football. I loved it. I wanted to play… for me."

Panther smiled. Agon stilled. He walked out of the room. Panther left parting words for Agon, seeing him begin to leave.

"I loved Sena…" Panther began to say. He wore a beanie on his head. He was leaving for his flight, that morning. "I always... loved Sena. I always… wanted to be with Sena. Is it the same for you… Agon?"

Agon stopped. He stilled. He clenched his fist, looking off into the distance, down the Hotel's hallway. It was a nice hotel. It was Five-Stars, bred to holding athletes and Famous Players, across the globe. Agon remained silent.

He thought of Hiruma.

They climbed up the mountain. Shin and Sena met them at the bottom, already dressed in their workout gear.

"Agon-san!" Sena had grinned. "Panther-san!"

Sena grinned. Panther rushed up to him and hugged him, swirling him around. Panther grinned. Agon looked. Shin drunk from his water capsule.

"Let's get started," he said, facing the mountain. He took the capsule out of his mouth. "We're ready,"

He turned to the coaches. The coaches handed of the signal. The players got in their starting positions. Shin and Sena had shared a room, just like Agon and Panther had. Agon clenched his teeth.

He wished Hiruma was there.

The gun popped off.

The players began running.

Agon sprinted up the mountain. His technique came into play. Many coaches talked about Agon. Agon knew it. They recruited him every day. He was a Top-Class Athlete. Hiruma always got emails, and so did Mamori.

They recruited Hiruma, too.

Hiruma was recruited by the University of Texas. Coach Venus really had an effect on him last time Hiruma came down too train, back in America, when they were located there.

They had came down for Agon.

They had came over for Japanese Athletes. Athletes that showed promise. Like Agon. Like Shin. Like Sena. They were the Top 3.

Agon continued running.

Agon thought to himself. He loved Hiruma. He loved Hiruma a lot. Hiruma stroked himself too Agon. He was coming home, today.

He moaned, masturbating. He leaned his head back, moaning, close. Hiruma's legs were spread, stroking his hole, fast, fingering himself, on his back, in his black, silk, robe. Hiruma moaned. He was close.

He came.

And Agonne came home.

Hiruma awaited Agon at the door. When Agon arrived, Hiruma opened up the door, twisting the door knob. Agon awaited him. Hiruma gave him a long kiss. Hiruma broke away with a long trail of saliva, pulling his tongue back, staring at Agon, lustfully.

He wanted him.

Agon followed Hiruma. Hiruma proposed himself upon the bed, candle lights lighting the room. Agon stood behind Hiruma. He had shut the door behind him.

He dropped his bags.

Hiruma bent over for Agon. He showed himself, too him, leaning over, lips parted, He shut his eyes.

Agon wanted him.

Agon unbuckled his pants. He undressed, taking off his clothes, looking at Hiruma, before him, naked, beneath his robe.

He came behind him.

Hiruma felt him begin to pump. He nodded his head, shutting his eyes, folding his arms over himself, leaning against him, feeling his lover in his body.

He loved him.

Agon felt inside him. He felt inside Hiruma. He pumped his body, stroking his lover's sides, holding his hips, touching him.

Agon loved him.

Hiruma moaned. Agon nipped his back. Hiruma nodded. Agon stood upright on his knees, pumping Hiruma from behind, dripping his love within him.

He loved him.

Morning came.

Agon and Hiruma consummated their relationship for four days.

Anytime Agon wanted him, Hiruma leant over, and let Agon do him, moaning. Whether it was making breakfast, or fixing dinner for Agon, and taking a shower with him, Hiruma loved him. He leant over and let him do him, making love, to him, and his body.

He made love too his soul.

Agon made love too Hiruma every single day. When he was tired, Agon cooked breakfast, and took over dinner when Hiruma was sleeping, resting for the day, preparing for the night.

Agon loved him.

Agon kissed his forehead when he slept. He smoothed his hair back, and loved him. Hiruma let him love him. He spread his legs for him, and let him do him on his back, letting Agon come between his legs, loving hm.

Hiruma loved him.

Agon didn't stop. He loved him so much. They consummated for four days, that the team Practice, held on Friday, was turned into a Team Meeting, because Hiruma was so tired.

Hiruma didn't have unlimited stamina like Agon. Agon understood. They kissed on the field, when the team asked where they had been the entire week.

Hiruma grinned. "We were consummating," he said, kissing his lips. He made out with him. Agon grinned. The rest of the team, along with Chuubou, stuck out their tongues, grossed out, besides Mamori, who cooed, touching her heart, happy.

"Aww…!" she had said. "Hiruma….!"

She was glad he was happy. Agon broke away from him. He squeezed his ass. Hiruma grinned, lazily, eyes tired, looking at him.

He loved him.

Agon remembered waking up next to him on Day 5, in the morning. He had kissed him. Hiruma made out with him. He moaned when Agon rubbed his hole. He clenched the pillow sheets beside, him on top of him.

Agon made love to him.

Hiruma rode him. Hiruma moved his dreadlocks out of the way when they got in his face, gasping, combing his fingers through Agon's scalp, moaning too him, crying.

Hiruma loved.

Agon grasped his hips. He felt the scar on his back with his fingers, and rubbed it with his thumbs, near his lower spine. Hiruma let him.

He cried.

Agon felt him come along his stomach. Agon felt himself come within Hiruma, sharing his love within his body. Agon ran his fingers through Hiruma's hair when they slept.

He was tired.

And they were entering their Third Year.

Agon thought about it. Even though he had taken a Semester off, Hiruma had completed his, and all of his course classes.

With soaring colors.

Agon was very smart. Hiruma thought about it, as well. Agon was valedictorian of his school, along with him. Agonne was smart.

He'd be okay.

Agonne got up and checked the mail. He kissed Hiruma's forehead before he left. When he came back, Hiruma got up, and braided his hair.

He smiled.

Agon laughed. Hiruma loved his hair. Hiruma fell asleep again. Agon looked through the mail. He wore gray sweatpants and slippers. He shifted through bills… bills… and more bills. Hiruma didn't give away or disclose their private spaces to anyone.

He kept it private.

Between them. Agon understood. He appreciated Hiruma, for that. He didn't want Hiruma having trashes over every now and then, throughout the week. Agon liked being with Hiruma.

He loved him.

He always loved Hiruma. He looked at the bills. Usually, Hiruma took care of the finances. Hiruma didn't tell him that he liked Agonne being home.

He just smiled and remained silent.

Agonne made himself some coffee. He was up, for a while, walking around, bored. He almost woke Hiruma up, but remembered, Hiruma was tired.

He had been having sex straight for 5 days this week.

Agon understood. Hiruma wasn't built like him. He didn't have unlimited stamina, like he did. Agon stared at his hand.

He was a god.

He got back in bed. Agon chucked off his gray sweatpants and house slippers. He rested his head on Hiruma. He closed his eyes.

He slept.

Hiruma ran his fingers through Agonne's hair. He hadn't been with him for a long time. Agonne was so beautiful, to him. Hiruma laughed.

He was so beautiful.

Hiruma's eyes fluttered. He was sleepy. And tired. Agonne had worn him out. He continued to stroke his fingers through Agon's hair.

He breathed.

He loved him. He loved him a lot. He let Agon sleep on him. He let him breathe. Agon was tired, to. He hadn't talked much about his mental health, but Hiruma knew, he'd be alright.

Agonne was going to be okay.

Agonne was going through a lot, right now. Hiruma thought about him. He made him dinner. When Agonne woke up, around six, he saw it. He smiled.

I love you, a note card had said in it, sticking up from a toothpick in a piece of steak. Agonne.

Hiruma had drew a heart. Agon smirked. He crumpled the note card in his hand, and tossed it in the trash. He chewed on the toothpick.

I love you. He said, thinking inside his head. Hiruma.

He turned to him. Hiruma was so beautiful. He slept inside bed with black lingerie and panty garters on.

Hiruma was so beautiful.

Agon rubbed his ass in bed. Hiruma smirked. The lamp was on. Agon continued to rub his ass. Hiruma smiled.

He grabbed his hand.

He held it. Agon made out with him. He turned off the lamp, turning Hiruma over on his back. He grabbed his hand, holding it. He squeezed it.

He made love to him.

Agon was an Athlete. Hiruma could feel his bulging muscles. He had been working out. Agon felt him claw his back, scraping his nails down it.

He loved it.

Agon nodded, hissing. He kissed his neck, squeezing his hand, making love to him, spreading himself within Hiruma's body.

He loved him.

Hiruma nodded his head. He clasped Agon's neck, tracing the back of it with his palm of his hand. Hiruma moaned.

" Oh, Agonne…! " Hiruma moaned, he threw his head back. " Oh, my Agonne…! "

Hiruma cried out. His nails dug into his skin. Agon was making love to Hiruma. Hiruma could feel it. His earrings clanked together. Agon bit them, tugging at the skin attached to the needle.

He took them off.

He sucked on his earlobe. Hiruma continued to moan. He let Agon touch him, stroking his member. Hiruma began to leak.

He came.

Agon came within Hiruma. He continued to kiss down his neck, until he reached his lower body, and sucked him off.

Hiruma nodded.

Morning came. Agon slept. Hiruma slept next to him. Hiruma's hair was flat. He kissed his lips. Agon grabbed his neck.

He choked him.

Agon nodded his head, seeing Hiruma gasp, his eyes flutter, rubbing his wrist, seeing Agon move his hand down to his own erection, stroking himself.

" Uhh….! You're so hot…! " Agon whined, seeing him. Hiruma grew an erection of his own. He nodded his head, moaning.

" Uhhhh…. " Hiruma gave out a long moan. " Agonne…! "

Agonne got under the covers. He continued to choke Hiruma, squeezing him tight. He came over his body and lowered his head.

Agon sucked him off.

Hiruma nodded his head. He continued to moan, grabbing Agon's, running his fingers through it, as his lover sucked him off, groaning.

Hiruma leaned his head back. This was bliss. He continued to moan, long, this was what he wanted, he thought in his head, feeling Agon bob his head up and down.

This is what he wanted.

" Agonne... " Hiruma tried to say, to him. " Slow down— " He choked him tighter. Hiruma's eyes rolled into the back of his head.

This was bliss.

Hiruma moaned. He came into Agonne's mouth. He pulled away after a couple of loose pulses, a string of cum following his lips. He licked them.

He loved Hiruma.

Agonne saw Hiruma nod. He made out with him. He picked Hiruma up by his thighs, stroking his garters from last night, taking them off.

He made out with him.

He turned him over on his ass. Hiruma nodded his head, on his elbows, licking his lips, eyes blue, prowling Agon.

Agon wanted him.

Hiruma nodded his head. He turned over on his stomach, poking his ass towards Agon, putting his head down, looking back at him.

Agon began to spank him. Hiruma nodded, gasped, and moaned, on his knees, wanting Agon too just take him, already.

" Agonne…! " Hiruma moaned, whining. Tears streamed his eyes. Hiruma began to beg. " Agonne…! "

Oh, this was Agonne's dream. Spanking Hiruma in a corset of lingerie. Agon just wanted to get inside him, already.

He moaned.

Hiruma felt his lover enter inside his body, after teasing him, rubbing his hole with his finger for awhile, teasing his lover's body, probing him.

" Agonne…! " Hiruma put his head down. His hair fell flat. He moaned, cried. " Uhhuhuh…..! " He began to sob, nodding. " Uhuh…..! "

Agon pumped him from behind. Hiruma's eyes turned blue. He lifted his head, moaning, each time Agon pumped into him, turning his head.

" Agonne…! " Hiruma moaned, nodding. " Agonne…! "

He gasped. Agonne could hardly stand it. The pleasure Hiruma gave him. Agonne spanked him, again. Hiruma moaned.

They made love.

Later that morning, Hiruma kissed Agon in bed. He was naked. Agon rubbed his side, grinning.

"That was great…" He hummed. He licked Hiruma's cheek. Hiruma laughed, sweetly. Agon continued to rub him. He laughed. "Kukukuku…."

Hiruma smiled. He had made love too Agon. He kissed him. He made out with him, licking him, his nails scraping the bottom of his chin. He pulled away from him.

Hiruma's nose was red, from crying, earlier. Hiruma smiled. He began to laugh, feeling Agon near him, smiling.

"I love you," he had said, "Trash."

Hiruma laughed. Agon continued to rub him. They continued to kiss each other. Agon gave him light kisses on the mouth, pecking him. Hiruma licked his mouth.

He licked his tongue, too. Agon tongue-kissed him. He continued to lick into his mouth, grinning.

"I love you," Agon had said to him, that night. "Hiruma."

Hiruma nodded his head. He stroked his fingers through Agon's hair, running them through, breathing, Agon's head on his chest. Agon closed his eyes.

"I love you, to," Hiruma had said to him, "My Agonne."

Hiruma kissed him, again. They made out with their tongues, groaning against one another, breathing. Agonne stroked Hiruma's thigh. He pulled away.

Saliva traced his lip. He continued to lick him, opening his mouth, allowing Hiruma in. Hiruma kissed him.

He loved him.

Morning came.