Our Awkward First Times!

by CrypticBeans

Hizashi and Shouta are young, in love and idiots. With the closing school year, Hizashi wants nothing more than to begin taking steps in their relationship. Within reason, of course! And Shouta is more than willing to begin taking those steps.

3. The Third Step: Blow Me Away!

Shouta never thought he'd live to see the day when he was nervous around Hizashi's family. In those first months after their attempt at French Kissing and the backfire it was, he had felt awkward visiting. Hizashi's mothers, Yuki and Kimiko, always welcomed him warmly. As if he were truly their son coming home after a long day. There was such affection aimed his way at first that he had not a clue what to do with it. Sitting with stiff shoulders the first time he came over to the blonde's place had been instinctive.

It had taken two years for him to relax when entering Hizashi's home. Even then he remained rather reserved when under the eyes of Hizashi's family. It was hard to worry, however, when something was always going on in the home. Sometimes it was Aimi and Hana fighting over something that had been ruined by a quirk accident. Sometimes it was Haru bickering with Kimiko about his after-school activities. Even their family dog, Moonie, seemed active in wanting attention or barking out the windows.

It was an area of activity. It never let that awkward, reserved tension in him linger for long once he had gotten used to their noise. Hizashi's family, surprisingly, had welcomed him easily. Openly. Without so much as blinking an eye when he was brought to the home for the very first time. Going so far as to extend an olive branch to him to come over when he could. It was a stark contrast to his own home. Where it seemed his parental figures seemed happier chasing off visitors. Happier being gone half the time.

It was easier to exist in Hizashi's family home. To breathe despite its constant activity. However, he couldn't shake off that new tension when he stepped over the threshold of the home. That reserved awkwardness threatening to claw at him until he was stiff on the couch. Tensing when Hizashi sat too close to him. Twitching as he stopped himself from jerking away. From putting more space between them when the blonde so happened as to touch him if his mothers walked in returned. It was awful.

He couldn't get the scathing lectures from three different mothers out of his head. While there was hardly a drop of hostility towards him from Kimiko and Yuki, it still bothered him. Still had him wanting to avoid an unwanted run in with them. It was hard to look someone in the face when all he could remember when he was talking to said person was that moment. The fact that hands had been up his shirt while Hizashi's had been unbuttoned. That they had been caught in the most disgustingly cliché manner possible.

It made his face hot to remember it each time. Kimiko invited him to join her for a cup of coffee on the back porch. Or when Yuki asked cheerfully if he was staying for dinner. It felt wrong. Dirty. It was only made worse given the previous thing he'd done with Hizashi. How they were now giving each other those awkward handjobs that, surprisingly, was getting better. But to know that before spending time with Hizashi's family made him feel odd. Embarrassed to look at them knowing what they were doing.

How could he do that? Face two parents without thinking of it? Feeling dirty knowing twenty or thirty minutes before he had his hand down the blonde's pants? Had his hands up his shirt? Had Hizashi's hands down his own pants? It was hard. It had him far too embarrassed to look his mothers, even his siblings, in the eye knowing it. It was leading to an awkward tension, but he simply couldn't. It was too much to have his own sister in his room when she came in for their "co-exist without interacting" time.

It was the worst dealing with it all. And it refused to abate. That strange embarrassment came to him in waves that carried with it those thoughts. Choked him. Whether it was two months after or the five it had been, it bothered him. Never failed to leave him nervous around Hizashi's family. It was as if they all knew from the moment it happened and it was hard to keep his mouth shut. To keep from questioning it. It was easier when they retreated to his mother's apartment during those blistering summer days.

Retreating to the cool air of the apartment when the sun would begin to dip. To scrounge for meals as they lounged about on the couch. Fighting off the humidity outside only to inevitably turn to his bedroom. More and more often did they go there. Locking the door. Hidden away until Suki was coming home, or someone's phone shrilling broke them apart. To have a barrier broken with touches, with hand jobs, was a strange thrill to him. Something he hadn't realized he'd been holding back but he was grateful.

Relieved that he was smart about it. That they had at least waited a few years before jumping into it together. It was a long time to wait for one but goddammit if he didn't love that they waited. And then summer, with its blur of hot days and blistering sun-filled afternoons flew past him. Days speeding by in the blink of an eye. Dates with Hizashi, impromptu hang outs with Nemuri when her schedule was free and taking care of his sister. Baby-sitting Iida's younger brother, Tenya. It was a streak of moments.

All that inevitably paved the way for fall. Going on those cliché dates with the blonde as Nemuri tagged along with Iida. The return to that very fair that summer in which they'd confessed. It was awfully cliché but God if he didn't love every second of it. Time screeched past him with Halloween flying by with that same speed. The memory of going out with Tensei and Tenya for trick-or-treating to help wrangle the toddler with his friends. Amazing how fast time could fly by when he didn't pay attention to it.

How fast it sped by him during those moments. It truly made him aware of just how wrapped up he could be in one person like he was with Hizashi. Which is perhaps why he had been shocked to realize that his birthday was looming before him. November eighth never did bring many good things. Not with his parental figures, at least. But this year the one thing he could say he was happiest about was turning nineteen. Something that Hizashi refused to let him forget. Hell, the blonde seemed far more excited for it.

It was only when he came over for lunch that Tuesday during a teasing period from Hizashi that Yuki and Kimiko spoke up. Offered to let him spend the night before. Even going so far as to plan a birthday celebration for him much to his surprise. Adding on top of the shock that the women had offered something so freely. There had never been a bit of hostility aimed at him after that initial afternoon after school, but he felt awkward around them. Stiff. It was when he came over the morning of the sixth he felt it.

His mind screaming at him until he had admitted too Hizashi finally that he was tense. Uncomfortable after what happened. However, it was when he showed up bright and early that morning he found a lack of it. Welcomed brightly like he would any other morning until he realized Hizashi's family was leaving. Orders were barked at Hizashi who waved them off as his shoulders began scrunching up. Burying himself in his scarf as Hizashi explained where the family was going. All while he was all but yanked outside again.

A trip to the stores or something of the sort for Haru if he remembered right. All he knew was he was yanked out of the door with Moonie in his harness and leash with Hizashi tugging at him just as intently. A walk around the block then turned into one. Then another. And another. Three laps around the block until the dog was satisfied and he cringed at the use of poop bags used on those three laps. It was a true breath of relief to step over the threshold. Stepping over it, the warmth of the house swirled around him.

Attacked at his chilled face as he shuddered over the difference from the dropping temperatures outside. It wasn't the least bit surprising when Hizashi had lamented over a snowstorm earlier. Something moving in by the middle of next week. It wasn't surprising at all. Not with how rapidly the temperatures were falling or the icy rain showers they were getting lately. The early morning frosts that his sister shrieked about first thing in the morning before heading to school. His shoulders tensed, however, at the silence.

The painful awareness coming to him rather easily. Shrieking at him that they were alone in the house for the first time in months. Pinching his lips together, Hizashi shut the door behind them as he began to unzip his coat with a soft sigh. The blonde had his coat flung off before hanging it up on the hook. Looking over curiously as he pulled his zipper down only to smile at him. Holding his hand out for his coat as he switched the leash from his left to right hand to work his coat off. Tugged his arms through the sleeves.

After handing it to the blonde, he then reached down to the harness on the dog. He hummed softly when those big amber eyes aimed their way up at him. Panting when he held his hand out only to receive a few excitable licks. He couldn't help a smile when the clips on the harness clicked along the right side. While he couldn't see himself as a dog person, he could admit he did have a warm spot for Moonie. He was a good boy, after all. And then he paused to truly take in that silence. It weighed heavily on his ears.

It had his heart jumping in his throat as he lifted his gaze up to the back of his boyfriend. Humming cheerfully something under his breath, there was a stab of anxiety. Nervousness. It felt wrong to be in the house along together. Especially what happened all those months ago yet Hizashi seemed happier than ever. Swallowing, he felt his stomach flip. Squirming unpleasantly when he fidgeted from foot to foot. Cleared his throat before scraping his words together as he then took a quiet breath before speaking.

"Zashi?" A distracted hum left the blonde who was bending over to untie his shoes only to kick it off. His socks were ridiculous. It nearly had him laughing but he swallowed it. Choked it down as he knew it was merely a response to the nerves. The small stabs of anxiety hitting him. "Are you sure it's fine for me to be over right now? I don't want your mothers to continue thinking the worst of me. That is, if they already don't, and I really don't want any of your family assuming it either just because we're here alone."

"What?" He fought the urge to flinch when Hizashi shrieked as he spun on his feet, kicking his other shoe off where it thudded against the wall. Green eyes wide as his mouth dropped open with a look of such genuine shock that it had him fidgeting as he focused on Moonie. Looking away with that heat stinging at the tips of his ears, he helped get the dog's vest off allowing him to run further into the house. "Shouta! They don't hate you at all! My mothers fucking love you! My siblings love you too! Everyone does!"

Pursing his lips together, he unclipped the leash from the harness where he then hung it up on the hook. Listening to jingle when he sighed as he began to kick his shoes off when he peeked up at Hizashi. There was a wounded look on that freckled face that stabbed right into him as he looked away. "Do-Don't look at me like that! Don't give me that sad puppy dog look! You can't expect your mothers to be alright with us being alone here after last time is all! And God knows I don't want them to assume it!"

"Sho, I promise you that if they didn't trust us to be alone here would they have left us alone? Hmm? It's not like we're going to have sex or something! I can be alone with you as much as I want!" Hizashi then stepped forward to grab his hovering hands. Startling him as he jumped at the sudden action when his hands were held between Hizashi's. Squeezed gently. "Shouta, babe, my family loves you! Who cares if we fool around a bit? They can get over it! They aren't going to hate you just because we got carried away one time!"

"Well, things are different from last time, aren't they?" He tore his gaze away from the sight of pink spots forming on Hizashi's cheeks. Smothering itself over cheeks as it deepened, and he fought that temptation to tug his hands away. His teeth ground as the heat burned in the back of his neck. Threatening to crawl up to his face if he wasn't careful. "We weren't fooling around seriously back then like we are now. It's different now, Zashi, whether you admit it or not. We weren't doing what we do now and they-"

"Don't know that! Shouta, babe, we'll be fine! Besides, I have a failsafe plan now! If we wanted to do that here, I mean!" He blinked at the blonde when there was a tightening of those hands around his own. "I had these little motion sensors thingies! Got them off of Amazon in fact! They're tiny so I hid them along the stairs so if someone is coming up them, I get an alert on my phone about it! Aimi, Hana and Haru use it too! While Ma and Mom really respect privacy, it's still better to have an advanced notice, you know?"

"Ah, well, I guess that's convenient for the four of you to invest in." He then fidgeted from foot to foot when hands squeezed his gently as he let his gaze flick away when the jingle of dog tags came rushing towards them. Swallowing, he felt a tingle of warmth rush to his cheeks as he looked down as Moonie came rushing back to the small entry way. Sighing out, he forced himself to look up again. To meet that excited gaze. "Why are you mentioning this now, though? It makes it seems like you- No. No! Zashi, no way! "

"It'll be fine, babe! Besides, what I have in mind is part of your birthday present! An early thing I want to give you before tomorrow when there'll be people everywhere! Nem and Tensei will be over you along with Suki and Aimi, Hana, Haru and my mothers! I want to give you something!" There was a pleading expression forming on that flushed face as glasses slipped down his nose. "Shouta, you have my word that we have time! I asked Aimi and Haru to stall for us! So, they'll be out when this'll take place!"

He shouldn't. He really, really shouldn't. They had sworn together to avoid doing anything remotely sexual here after the last time. And God knows things didn't always go according to plans half the time. What would he have to say for himself if Kimiko and Yuki caught him with his hand down Hizashi's pants? What could he say? It had his face burning as he clenched his jaw before looking down. "Zashi, I- Can you give me one without the other? If it's sexual then why not just wait until we're at my place the day after?"

"Because I want to give it to you today! Plus, Suki wants to have a whole day together the day after, remember? When you promised we'd all have dinner together? I'm not trying to make it seem like this is our only moment alone but before your birthday? I want to do this with you, babe, and I want to make the day before good!" Hands then slid from his only for fingers to tug at him. Palms brushed then pressed to his as fingers slid between his. "It's not the biggest step but it's a step, okay? And I want you to enjoy it!"

"A step? Bigger than hand jobs, then?" A fast nod had bangs breaking forward from that small ponytail Hizashi had back into. They swung forward with ends dangling over the edge of his jaw with a tremble as fingers wriggled between his own. Squeezing his hands gently. His face burned fiercely as he kept his gaze on that pleading one. Letting his gaze flick over the blonde's face as he then shuffled again with the dog huffing next to them. "I- Do you think it's smart, Zashi? Really? Even with your plan and failsafe?"

Oh, he hadn't seen the hope in that gaze until it wavered. When eyes flicked from him with fingers tightening on his own as lips pressed together. It had his chest aching when Hizashi's gaze again locked onto him. A resolute, determined look to him when he spoke again. "No, I don't think it's smart. But I don't want to be scared of having you in my room or having the door shut! I know that no one looks at their parents' place as somewhere to hook up but our options are limited, babe! At least until we find a place together, right?"

"You're not wrong. We don't have a place but, Zashi, I don't want to be exactly caught by your mothers again in a situation like the one we were in before." Hands squeezed his as he felt his face throb lightly with the intensity of that heat. Uncomfortably hot. "It's awkward. Risky. Trust me, I'm not trying to be difficult! Not at all but you can't deny it'd be mortifying to be caught by your mothers, wouldn't it? Anyone else and I wouldn't give a shit, but this is your family. Believe it or not, I care about what they think of me."

"And my family won't know!" Hizashi's hands left his then after giving a tight squeeze when they came up. Fingers brushed over his cheeks lightly before palms took their place against them. Chilly against his hot face as thumbs then stroked along his cheekbones lightly. "Shouta, I promise you it'll be okay! This is my gift to you, yeah? Something I want to try with you and if I have too, I can buy us time! It won't be like last time. You're going to be nineteen tomorrow. Let's celebrate it together, one-on-one, yeah?"

Dragging his teeth over his bottom lip, Shouta let his gaze flick away from Hizashi. It was tempting. Very tempting. There was a world of possibilities where it went wrong and backfired on them in the worst way. Especially with this new step Hizashi wanted to take in their relationship which could be anything. There was also a world of possibilities where everything went right. "You understand if this goes wrong, I'll never let you live this down, right? That if we get caught I'll personally kill you with my bare hands?"

"I completely understand that! It's a risk that I am more than willing to make! Now come on, birthday boy, let's go!" Hands squished his face lightly to which he huffed at the blonde as they then pulled away, grabbing at his hand as he was tugged up that step into the hallway. Flying towards the stairs with thumping steps attracted Moonie once again as he chased after them with a jingle of their dog tags. "You're going to love it, babe! I promise!"

He couldn't think of anything to say. Not a thing would come to him as his heart jumped up to his throat. Listening to the scratch of nails over the carpet as the dog shot up ahead of them. The thump of their feet on the stairs as he rushed after his boyfriend. His mouth felt dry. His throat was tight. It had his palms feeling clammy as Hizashi squeezed his hand. It had his damn stomach flipping as his heart continued to sprint in a quick, skipping rhythm. Sickening in its speed as he rushed up after Hizashi.

Clinging onto his hand. He was tugged up that final step where they flew down the hallway. The dog flying in front of them into Hizashi's bedroom. So loud their footsteps were as they thumped against the floor. On the stairs. His hair tickled annoyingly at his cheeks as he was pulled into the bedroom. Rushing in only for him to be gently flung forward further into it. The blonde clicked his tongue to gain the dog's attention. He turned to find Hizashi flying out of the door again as he gave a sharp whistle.

Watched Moonie -who had jumped onto the bed- launch off with a deafening thud onto the floor. Running after Hizashi with a joyful bark as he disappeared down the hallway. His heart throbbed in his chest as he swallowed to help ease the tightness in his throat at the very least. There was a light stab of dryness that had him wincing as he stood stiffly in the middle of the room. Rubbing his palms against his thighs to remove the clammy sweat there. It was odd to stand in Hizashi's room yet not have a clue where he sat.

What he did with himself when his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out with a text from Nemuri waiting for him. His face burned with a fresh wave of heat at the blatant innuendo glowing up at him. The disgustingly abundant number of winky emoji's that went with it as he shoved his phone into his pocket with a huff as he looked to the doorway. Shifting his weight from foot to foot when footsteps came thundering down the hallway once again. There was a jingle of dog tags following after Hizashi's steps.

And then he twitched at the appearance of Hizashi flying over the threshold. Spinning on his feet, the door was shut with a firm slam that had him jumping at the suddenness of it. Staring at his boyfriend's heaving back had him hesitant about whatever this present was. This step he wanted to take.

It had his stomach squeezing up in an unpleasant knot when the blonde then turned to lean against the door for a moment. Catching his breath when a smile was aimed his way as hands gestured towards the bed. A silent encouragement for him to climb on it. He moved towards the bed where he sat on the edge of it. Awkwardly stiff as he placed his hands on the cool blanket. Gripping onto the edge of the mattress when Hizashi pushed off of the door with a rattle. Watching as the blonde flew across the room.

There was a light rattle of the items of memorabilia on his dresser. The blonde opened his closet doors then stepped in as he bent at the waist. was a light wrinkle that had him tilting to the side slightly. As if he had a hope of seeing past Hizashi to the item in his hand. And then he was straightening up as Hizashi stepped out of the closet to turn on his feet with a rather proud smile on his lips. In his hands was a medium-sized box. Wrapped in what had to be the ugliest shade of purple he'd ever seen in his life.

"Here! Open this! I think you're gonna love it! It's big but it's cute!" The present was shoved into his hands as Hizashi then plopped on the bed next to him making it bounce beneath him. Looking at the blonde, there was an excitement to those green eyes. In his face as he bounced as if he were getting the present rather than giving it. "C'mon! You're gonna love it, I promise! I found it today!"

"Okay, okay. Calm down, Zashi, it's not going to just disappear on me if I don't open right this second, is it?" He adjusted his grip on the box as he began pulling at the wrapping paper as the holographic effect glimmered up at him with the angles of lighting. Tearing it off until the box beneath was revealed to him. Blinking down at the box, his gaze lifted instinctively to his bouncing boyfriend. "What-?"

"Open it! Don't ask questions that will be answered the second you open it!"

He blinked at the blonde before dropping his gaze back down to the box. He picked at the clear tape until he was able to grab it to which he pulled. It was loud, the sound of the tape peeling over the cardboard flaps but it merely had Hizashi bouncing rapidly. It was amazing those glasses of his didn't fly off his face as that smile widened. Again, it was as if Hizashi were the one receiving a gift. It had him biting lightly at the inside of his bottom lip when he balled up the tape in his fist. Place it on top of the wrapping paper.

Hesitating, he peeked at the blonde who beamed at him with that excitement. Lowering his gaze back to the box, he opened the flaps to find a bundle. Plastic with clothing? He blinked as he pulled it out as the box dropped from his hand as he looked down at the item in his hand. Flipping it around in his hand, he looked back up at the blonde who nodded at him. He used the edges of his nails to easily dig then tear the plastic open where he touched the soft fabric. He worked the plastic off before bunching it up

then dropping it into the box as he unfurled it. A hoodie? It was black like every other one he had but on the chest above the kangaroo pocket was the white outline of a sleeping cat. A hand reached out then as he held out the hoodie when the hood was pulled up. And a gasp flew out of him as that excitement slammed into him. The awe. It had cat ears on the hood! His eyes widened as he then looked to the blonde who smiled widely at him as the hood was dropped as he lowered the fabric across his lap.

Turning to the blonde who had ceased his bouncing in favor of beaming that bright smile at him. The delight in that gaze had his sprinting heart stumbling over its beats when the blonde's knee nudged against his own lightly. He was surprised by how much he absolutely loved it. He truly did treasure everything the blonde had gifted him over the past three years of their relationship but this? This blew it all out of the water. It was right up there with that plushie cat Hizashi had gotten him the night of the fair.

"Do you like it? I was lucky to have found it! It's not an online thing and I found it in a thrift shop, but Ma washed it and Mom insisted on plastic wrapping it to keep dog hair off of it! But do you like it? It might be a little big, but you can grow into it! I saw it and I thought you'd like it! You don't exactly seem to be the jewelry type really and I can't get you an actual cat, but I thought you'd like it! Do you? You look like you do!"

It was sweet, that babble leaving his boyfriend. It had him squeezing the soft fabric of the hoodie in his hands as he felt his lips twitch. And a laugh then burst out of him as he moved before he could process it. Control himself properly. He threw his arms around Hizashi's shoulders with another laugh bubbling out of him. Tugged the blonde closer to him with a tightening of his arms. An arm slid around his waist with lips pressing to his cheek with a laugh leaving the blonde. "I fucking love it, Zashi! Thank you!"

"Of course! You got me a necklace and ring for my birthday so why not get something you'd love too? You'll have to show me when you wear it!" Lips then pressed against his cheek again which he happily returned to the bridge of Hizashi's nose. Along the rather adorable smattering of freckles there. "Though, I did say that this was part of your birthday gift, didn't I? Only one of two, remember? That step I wanted to talk about? I wanted to talk to you about it and I wanted to know if you'd be okay with us trying it."

Ah. That's right. He felt a skip of his heart feed into a flutter in his stomach with that nervousness. Anticipation? He couldn't pin that fluttering emotion as he cleared his throat before pulling backwards away from the blonde. Resting his hands on his shoulders as heat stung at the tips of his ears at the display. The thoughtlessness. Yet that arm merely tightened around his waist. Keeping him close to the blonde as he shifted causing his knee to hit against Hizashi's. "What step would that be, Zashi?"

"I think, with how good we've been getting at taking out steps we could try something different. To talk about something that I want to try." There was a pause when the blonde took a breath that shuddered lightly on it's way down when Hizashi's gaze locked onto him. "I want to try and give you head. For your birthday, I mean! I really want to try doing it! Taking that step together. And I couldn't think of any special occasion I'd want to sort of work this into, you know? Do you- I mean, would you be okay with trying it?"

"You want to give me a birthday bj?" The words burst out of him before he could stop them. And then a hysterical laugh burst out of him that was then echoed by Hizashi as he watched that red flush smothering itself over his cheeks. It wasn't as if he was unaware of what kind of step Hizashi would want to take. It was a pivotal point just giving one another a handjob here and there but this? It was shocking despite knowing it was coming. To know he wanted it too. "If that's the case shouldn't you wait until tomorrow?"

"Well, remember what I said about you being booked up with plans for your birthday? I kinda figured why not today? The day before? I could wait until tonight but Mom and Ma will want my door open when they come home even if you sleep over." His eyes flicked down at a hand brushing over his thigh lightly only to jerk away. A breath was taken when he grabbed at Hizashi's hand. "I just want to try, you know? Make you feel really special and make you feel good. To keep moving forward together and take those steps."

His heart was sprinting wildly against his chest. Hard, sickening thuds that had his stomach squeezing in on itself as his hand shook lightly. Much like the one in his own. It was almost comforting know that despite the rather rational way those words were spoken that the blonde was nervous. Maybe more so. He took a deep breath himself then letting it out slowly as he brought his gaze back up. "If that's the case then we should've done this for your birthday, right? Not exactly fair for me to get one and not you."

"It's fine! I don't need a birthday bj like you said! An-And besides, there's always next year, right?" Oh, he could see that hope clawing to the surface through that nervousness. He felt a light squeeze be given to his hand that he returned subconsciously when Hizashi fidgeted. "So, uh, would you be interested in that? In trying to do it? I mean, I read a Wiki and stuff so I know what to do! But only if you want too! I won't force you too if you're really that uncomfortable here! And blowjobs don't need to be special occasion only!"

"You read a Wiki?" He couldn't help another laugh when he watched that blush on the blonde's face deepen with lips pursing together. Eyes darting away. Embarrassment pinched at his boyfriend's face that had him cutting off his laugh with a pinch of his own lips. He swallowed down the nervous reaction. It was wrong yet he hadn't thought it would burst out. He had to fix it. Needed to apologize. "I-I'm sorry, Zashi, I really didn't mean to do that! I don't know why I laughed but I shouldn't have! I-It's, uh, cute that you did that!"

"No, it's not "cute" it should be weird to you! But I just- I really wanted to know what I was doing i-if I got to do it, you know? I don't want to fuck it up and be weird about it!" Hizashi's eyes then flicked back to him with a shit that had the bed wobbling. Had that hand in his tightening when the blonde licked his lips before clearing his throat. "And I want to do that with you, Shouta. I can't say I've always wanted too but I've been thinking about it lately. An-And I know you don't like making a big deal out of things but-!"

"Can you guarantee we have time? Can you at least give me some confidence that we're not going to get caught? That they won't catch us doing something like this?" There was something sweet about seeing those eyes widening with a fast blink. It was quickly followed by a nod that had him realizing with a jump he'd been leaning in. Closing that gap when he swallowed down a noise that clawed at his throat. Something he knew would be hysterical. "And, uh, you really want to? Give me a blowjob then?"

"Yeah!" Another nod was given when the hand in his squeezed his gently again to which he gave another subconscious squeeze back. Closer, closer, closer. A hand came to rest on his thigh that slid up before stopping at the top of it. Rubbing circles into him that had his gaze dropping before lifting up to find those eyes locked on him. A familiar smolder to them that sent a shiver down his back. "I really, really want too. Do you- I mean, do you want me too? I just- I've been thinking about it a lot. About doing it."

He swore he could feel that breath fanning over his lips already. Making them tingle when his heart sprinted sickeningly with that quiet voice telling him it was a bad, bad, idea to do this here. That anything could change. That Hizashi's confidence could backfire by his family coming home sooner than they realized. But he wanted too. God knows how badly he wanted to do it. Wanted to take this new step in their relationship. "Ye-Yeah. Yeah, I want you too, Zashi. I always do, you know that."

"Then can I-?"

"Yeah, you can. Kiss me."

Close, close, close. Hizashi was so close. He leaned forward towards him in an instinctive, subconscious action. Leaning in as his knee pressed fiercely to Hizashi's with those circles being rubbed into his upper thigh. Finally felt the warmth of those breaths fanning over his tingling lips as the hand in his squeezed. And he happily replied with a squeeze back as that thumb rubbed the back of his hand. . And then lips were coming down on his own. So soft. Warm. It was a familiar touch as they slid against his.

Melting at that soft tenderness to the kiss that had him leaning close as he could. It was sweet. Unbearably so as he moved his left hand from his shoulder to curl his arm around it. Cupped the back of his neck keeping him close to him as he gave a light scratch of his nails over it. Loving the shiver that ran over the blonde from it as he moved his lips with Hizashi's. Feeling that relief, that warmth, washing over him. As if he had been frigid all day long. Strung tight without realizing it until he was given a chance to breathe.

He absolutely loved the way, they were curving and melting to shape themselves to his. Each slide giving way for the best fit against his own as he happily returned those kisses. Felt that arm tightening around his waist as if to drag him onto his lap. A place he was being welcomed into more and more lately much to his delight. The quiet whisper of lips moving together was painfully loud without music to break it up. Something to play softly as a background noise but he didn't mind it. It wasn't always needed.

They didn't play music every single time they came together like this. He sighed out softly only to feel an identical fanning sigh against his hot cheek. There was a light tug at the fabric of his shirt until fingers were brushing against his waist sending a shiver down his back. He twisted to face the blonde the best he could without climbing onto his lap yet. Without adjusting his position as he again scratched lightly at the nape of his neck again. Wanting nothing more than to bury his fingers into those golden locks.

They had grown past jaw length down just below it. It was mesmerizing to see the blonde locks so long when they'd been so short that first year of U.A. Even the scratch of hair on the blonde's chin and upper lip were a delight. Something he had grown accustomed to. Especially with it steadily thickening over the past month or so. He felt a hand fanning out against his lower back as he tightened his arm around the blonde's shoulders. Giving a gentle squeeze to the nape of his neck earning himself a soft hum back.

A fan of a sigh over his cheek as lips slid against his. Familiar. It had him melting against the blonde's side as he let himself fall into that familiarity. Into the soft touch of those lips against his own. There was a prick of embarrassment at the soft whispering of their lips. Of hands moving over clothing in quiet rustles that seemed so loud in the quiet room. The hand on his lower back then rubbed soothing circles into it. To relax the tense muscles there. Hizashi's knee nudged against his in that tight press.

Giving a squeeze to the hands in his, he detangled his hand from Hizashi's. Hesitating before placing it down on the blonde's thigh. Felt a hand coming down onto his own as it gave a soft squeeze. The arm around his waist tightened again as if to keep him close. To keep from moving away even an inch. And he had not an intention too. If anything, he liked kissing Hizashi. So much more than he'd ever thought he would. It was addicting. Painfully sweet and warm that had him coming back for more. Craving it.

Fidgeting in place, his foot slid against the carpet slightly as another sigh fanned over his cheek. It was so warm. Both from the radiators in the home and the heat rolling off of Hizashi. He'd always run hotter than most but fuck if this didn't confirm it. It soaked into him as that hand on his thigh slid up and down in a caress that had him melting against the blonde. The quiet sound of that palm moving over his thigh had his heart jumping in his chest. Had him wishing he could twist closer to Hizashi like they always did.

How instinctive it was now to twist arms and legs together when they laid on a bed together. He knew he could ask for them to lay back but that would mean pulling his lips away. Breaking the soft kisses being traded that had that warmth swelling lazily under his skin. They could always lay back later. He happily moved his lips with the blonde's with those small smacks ringing out intermittently as his feet shifted in their placement on the floor. Keeping the thighs between them pressed tightly together. A comforting touch.

The hand on his lower back then tugged at his shirt lightly. Plucking at the fabric as the hand on his thigh stopped to give a squeeze. His breath hitched quietly as he felt fingers plucking at his shirt again to which he fidgeted. Swallowed down a small noise as he felt the shirt rise up only to shiver at the air attacking his skin. Eager to suck the warmth that had gathered under the fabric when fingers brushed over his skin. Chilled. It had him shuddering as they brushed over him again before that hand slipped up.

Tucking itself beneath the fabric of his shirt to which he hissed in a breath at that chill. No, it was cold. He was more than sure if he could see his arms they'd be breaking out in goosebumps. That hand was damn cold. He held onto the blonde as he choked down a noise trying to claw its way out of him at the sweep of that hand. Sliding up along the center of his back sent a wave of tingles through him making him fidget. Had his breath hitching once again when nails scratched at the space between his shoulder blades.

A gentle graze over the skin as that hand then slipped down his back once more making him arch forward. A quiet sound following a huff of breath leaving him. A back of the throat sound that fed into a stab of embarrassment when the blonde hummed at him. How easily a circuit was created as that hand slid up and down his back. Warming with each caress it gave as he moved his left arm from around his shoulders. Hesitating briefly before dropping his hand down to the blonde's waist with a tremble to his fingers.

Tugging lightly at his shirt in response with plucking pulls at the fabric. His heart jumped to his throat when the hand on his thigh squeezed softly. As if silently coaxing him onwards. Reminding him it wasn't a big deal anymore. And it wasn't. Oh, it had been painfully awkward that first time they'd forsaken their shirts. When hands had been allowed to wander and touch skin that had been seen from a distance but never touched before. Touching one another had only been worse the second time they attempted it.

So much worse in terms of not knowing exactly where to put their hands. But they had learned. Caught on albeit clumsily but he liked to believe he knew the good areas to target his boyfriend. His sides. His ears and his throat. But where else would he find another good spot? What touch would trigger it? He wanted to know. It had him horribly curious yet there would be time for that later on that much he knew. And so, he pulled Hizashi's dark sweater up to press his fingers to the warm skin of his waist.

A shuddering breath fanned over his cheek then as Hizashi's hand swept up his back causing him to arch forward. Another of those quiet, back of the throat noises leaving him before it could be stopped. He slid his hand along the blonde's waist earning himself a soft hum from the blonde. Sliding his hand along the curve of it, he then swept his hand up the blonde's side. Earning him a soft sound that spilled into the kiss. The hand on his back slid down with nails gently scratching over his skin on its way down.

Feeding into another wave of tingles as that heat flickered under his warming kin. The familiar twist of desire had him letting out a trembling breath as lips pressed firmly to his own. Using a touch of that strength he found that he loved better than those sweet, soft kisses they would sink into. It was better than the gentle touch of Hizashi's lips to his own but rather more satisfying. He returned that firm press with that light, intermittent smack ringing out from the subtle change in pressure. God, he loved it.

He scratched lightly at the nape of Hizashi's neck before squeezing softly when the hand on his thigh gave a squeeze of its own. Oh, it had tingles happily racing up as his thighs pressed together instinctively. That desire twisted into him again with a flash of heat. It had him sucking in a shaking breath at the nervousness twisting into him. A sudden stab of it that left him struggling to breathe around it. It had his stomach flipping as it threatened to chase away that heat that settled itself lowly under his skin.

To cut through it all and prevent it from providing that consistent warmth. Something that could easily rip up to the heat he knew it would. It was nerve wracking, however, to know what was coming. He didn't know how this would play out, but God knows he wanted to see how it did. Even if it had his hands shaking lightly at the thought of doing it. He could feel a light tremble to Hizashi's that was subtler than his own. As if he were trying to hide it but he could feel it. Knew that Hizashi was just as nervous as himself.

Just as damn excited to try this. It had his heart sprinting sickeningly against his chest as the hand on his back slid up once more. The tingles that were created from the action pooled into his stomach to create that familiar ache that had him humming softly. Had him fidgeting as he twisted close as he could to the blonde given their positions. Shivering when that hand swept towards his side to sweep down towards his waist with more confident than it would have been two months ago. It had him squirming.

And he fought the urge to stiffen when his dick twitched with that interest. It had his breath hitching at the involuntary reaction yet the blonde merely squeezed at him. Moved the hand on his thigh to pull his sweatshirt off of it where it was then tossed onto the bed next to him. Or was it the floor? He didn't know. All he could focus on was fingers brushing over his thigh that shook lightly as they moved up towards his upper thigh. Flinching away from the area instinctively. An old reaction that still clung to them.

It was like the blonde was preparing for him to pull back and shout at him. A residual reaction, that much he knew. It was the same for him as well. Scared to touch where they had already. Fearing that rejection or doing something wrong. Touching somewhere that wasn't wanted at the moment. It was an awkward conversation to have but they had had one about that hesitance. The flinches. And worked out what was and wasn't okay to do between them. TO one another. And it seemed old habits died hard.

He moved his hand from the blonde's side, a whisper from his palm over the skin, to reach down. Swallowing as he felt the speed of their kisses changing ever so slightly as he grabbed at the shaking hand. Lips moving quickly against one another as that eagerness bled into it. The excitement. He squeezed the blonde's hand only to have fingers curling over his own in a returning squeeze. Taking a trembling breath in time with Hizashi, he pulled that hand down to his thigh. Squirming as he pressed it against its goal.

He felt fingers shaping to cup his crotch with that hand wiggling between his thighs. Wedging carefully between them until it prompted him to spread them. Just enough to fit his hand comfortably. Fidgeting in place, he moved his legs to spread his thighs slightly to give up that access to him. Allowing for Hizashi's hand to slide down in that familiar hold. Far more comfortable than the wedged way it had been a second ago as his heart throbbed lightly in his ears. Felt the blonde's hand shaking against him.

It was mortifying when the hand on his waist gave a slow caress. Following the curve of it only for nails to scratch lightly at him feeding into another pooling of pressure from the resulting tingles. Something that had his dick twitching happily in response. And he just knew the blonde felt it. There was no way of rationally convincing himself Hizashi didn't feel it. Nothing would change the reality that it was undeniable. It had his face burning uncomfortably when swallowed down the noise building in his throat.

To shift his attention from the embarrassment threatening to swallow him whole from one small, uncontrollable reaction. Gave his attention into putting more emotion into the kisses being traded between them to calm himself rather than worry about it. Then to overthink one of the most simplistic things they were about to do. Something so mundane and casually thrown around that he knew most people their age had experienced already. It was mortifying to think about being "behind" in experience.

But he knew that from what he had heard when he was sixteen that blowjobs were merely something given left and right. Something freely given to interested parties. It was disgusting to him then. Had him put off by the thought of something being thrown and flaunted like that. It cast an unappealing light to it for years. And now here he was, one day shy of nineteen, about to be in the very same position he had once deemed disgusting. And he couldn't find that disgust this time round when the thought came to him.

He had envisioned himself getting a blowjob in the past. It was always some curious scenario with a faceless person being with him with the setting constantly changing. The scenario changing behind it as his brain tried to make it appealing. And it never worked. It remained distasteful to him. Something he never thought he'd be partaking in any time soon. But this was now not then. This wasn't some faceless person he was with but rather it was Hizashi. This was his boyfriend. His significant other.

It was Hizashi offering to give this a try together. And it had his heart thudding sickeningly at the thought of it as his hand trembled against the blonde's waist. He wasn't an idiot. He had looked at those damn magazines of his mothers. Had watched the videos. It was never appealing to him to watch what others spoke about yet this time round was different. There was a nervousness with the endless questions that had him wondering if he could keep quiet. But did he have to keep himself quiet? It was embarrassing, after all.

But he knew Hizashi had said after their first time jerking each other off that he liked it. Liked hearing him no matter how loud or quiet. So did that mean he could be as vocal as he wanted? Or would that merely not have a choice but couldn't see it yet? How would he explain what sounds he made? Their pitches? Volume? It was mortifying to think about. To think he won't be able to keep himself quiet like he had in the past. It was aweing, truly, how Hizashi never seemed to have that fear nor that embarrassment.

How he seemed to relish in being plenty vocal in the past from what he remembered. And nothing, absolutely nothing was prettier in his opinion than hearing the blonde's breathless moans during those handjobs. The whines of his name when he bit at his ear and throat until he was squirming. And with those noises came thoughts that he often found coming to him at night. Made up images his brains threw at him when he was turning and trying to sleep. When he was mashing hi shot face into the pillow trying to ignore it.

It was why it wasn't hard to imagine Hizashi giving him a blowjob. In fact, he had thought about it one too many times in recent times. It was embarrassing yet his mind happily gave him that beautifully made up image late at night. Preventing him from sleeping. Keeping him awake with those what-ifs that drove him crazy. But to imagine it was a delight. Something that could make that heat sizzle through him like no other. Get him off when he desperately needed it. When he wanted to sleep but his brain wouldn't stop.

Even now that image came to him easily as he squirmed in his spot against the blonde's side. The image it gave him of hands grabbing on to those golden blonde locks to hold out of Hizashi's face. The feeling of those soft lips pressing against him the way he would anywhere else. The way those blonde lashes would flutter as he looked up at him boldly. Without so much as a damn flinch from the blonde that made him smolder. The way the blonde already seemed so capable of giving him that reassurance.

Gave him that comfort when things got the slightest bit hot. The blush that would smother itself over freckled cheeks beautifully. The way his blown pupils always made the green irises dark. Rings of color. And to imagine what it'd be like to have the blonde's mouth on him was easy. So beautifully, wonderfully easy to imagine it. And it sent that twisting mix of nervousness and eagerness through him. The image his brain threw at him of those soft lips wrapped around him as those eyes burned up at him.

How hot would it be? How wet would it feel? Hizashi had flaunted his nonexistent gag reflex so many times but did that mean he'd use it now? Would it be too much? Or was he expecting too much? He didn't know how long he'd last given his stamina was absolutely awful despite how often they jerked each other off. What if he ruined it by coming too fast? If Hizashi got down between his legs like that for nothing? It had him whining softly only to choke it off when hands squeezed at him comfortingly then.

It had a fresh wave of heat hitting his cheeks to mix with the current blush there. Hot. And nails scraped along his waist with a new strength that had him squirming as if to hide the volley of twitches his dick gave. As if the blonde couldn't feel them beneath his hand. All from the images his brain gave him whether it was helpfully or negatively. It was mortifying how lost in his own head he'd allowed himself to get when the blonde hummed softly at him. And then the hand cupping him began to rub.

Clumsy, stuttering movements at first before that confidence was used despite the shake he could feel as it rubbed at him. Kneaded intermittently at him with each downwards slide. It had his stomach twisting with that sharp, heated stab of desire. The heat flashing under his skin with its dizzying effect. It had his blood burning as he swallowed at the twitch his dick gave in response to that rubbing. Using that perfect pressure the blonde had perfected since summer. Something that had been worked at for months.

And fuck him if there wasn't something good about having Hizashi rub at him like that. To have kneading with each slide down mixed in with that toe curling pressure. God, if he didn't love to feel it when they were twisted together on his bed. When the mood was building up with it's heated tension until hands were moving over clothing. Moving with the intention of stirring up that heat. It had his hips arching slightly as his feet pressed to the floor. His hands tightening on the blonde when lips moved faster against his.

Not blinding. Not frantic. It was one of those good hard, fast make-outs he'd become accustomed too as he clung to the blonde. A common thing when the mood struck them and those hands began to move in order to tug at clothing. And he happily complied by following along with that speed. Giving back that hard press. It had him twitching at the sharp smack of their lips moving yet it was forgotten when a whine burst out of him. Another slip. All from the increase in that rubbing hand that had his dick.

Mortified at the way it happily twitched from the attention given by those rubs. The occasional squeezes as the heat swelled lazily underneath his skin as his breath trembled on its way down. Felt his blood gush down towards his twitching dick as if it were a conjoined effort to get him hard. It had him squirming as he felt the blonde pressing down against him in response to that gush of blood. He got a soft, shaking hum from the blonde as he continued kneading. Pleasurable squeezes that had him bucking instinctively.

He felt a trembling breath rush over his cheek at the thrust when a harder squeeze was given. It had him swallowing a groan down when he tightened his holds on to the blonde as his thighs twitched. And then that kneading was changed out for that rubbing again. Moving quickly rather than slowly yet he didn't mind one bit as he squirmed at the twist of heat. Jumping from that swelling warmth to that heat he knew it would. It had his breath trembling as he listened to their shaking breaths that fanned over hot cheeks.

The smacking of lips moving together paired with the sound of Hizashi's hand rubbing over the fabric of his pants. His thighs twitched apart further as he thrusted up against his hand without thinking. A thoughtless action that had the blonde letting out a groan into the kiss. It had his stomach twisting when fingers pressed down firmly at his hardening dick. Rubbing at him with a speed that had him swallowing a groan of his own. Or was it a moan? He didn't know but he refused to make it. Let it out yet.

And he could feel the eagerness that was bleeding into the kiss. Contagious.A passion that he was coming to recognize with increasing familiarity. A hunger to it. He threw those emotions back at the blonde earning him another soft sound as that had abandoned it's kneading to rub at him again quickly. Fingers pressing down against his erection had his hips bucking up against thoughtlessly as his breaths trembled. Rasping when the blonde pulled back from the kiss with a smack. Taking a breath before speaking.

"A-Are you sure you're okay with this, babe? I don't-"

"Ye-Yeah! I'm fine with it! Just- Mm! Gotta hurry, Zashi, before they come back!" Fast breaths raced over his lips then as his thighs twitched again as if to spread themselves open wider. The way they would have he been laying down or had a better position than the twisted one he had now. "Please? Th-The worst thing we do is back out, right? D-Do what we usually do? We're trying an-and that's all that can be asked for, right? So please? Please, Zashi?"

"God, you're so pretty, you know that? Ev-Even when you sound like you do! I might need another please from you before I move!" Pulling back further, he growled at the blonde who merely smiled with that hysterical giggle leaving him when the blonde moved his arm around his waist. "It was a joke! Just a joke, babe! Okay, okay! Let's, uh, do this! I read that thing online and Nem even told me a couple tips though I didn't think to ask how she knew but you know! Advice is advice! Um, should I get tissues?"

"It might be for the best? I don't really know but do you think it's really going to be that, ah, messy? I've never really heard of them being too sloppy or messy." It was mortifying to speculate. Yet despite the heat throbbing in his cheeks, he couldn't help but admire the blush on Hizashi's own face. Such a deep red that it glowed against the soft tan to his skin. Something that remained of the bronze tan from the summer. It had his heart jumping sickeningly in his chest when Hizashi then moved up from the bed.

"I don't know but better safe than sorry, right?" Another of those hysterical giggles followed afterwards as he watched Hizashi rush over to his desk. Grabbing the box of tissues there before spinning around to face him when he hesitated. Weaved on his feet before he was rushing over again. "So, you're really sure about this? Are you one hundred percent okay with us taking this step? I mean, blowjobs aren't a big deal! I know it doesn't need to be so important but you're- Well, you! I don't want you to be squeamish or something-"

"Zashi, stop babbling! It's fine! I-I want this, I do, so please? Just hurry? Because I meant what I said downstairs in that I'll fucking kill you if your family finds us like this!" He caught the bob of that Adam's Apple as the blonde swallowed when he took a breath to calm his racing nerves. The icy stabs hitting his stomach with it as he raised his hands up. Hating the shake to them as his legs fidgeted together before he cleared his throat. "Now come here and let's do this, okay? Come touch me? Please?"

There was an uncertain sway from the blonde before he was rushing back over to him. It was sickening the grip of those nerves in him. Twisting tightly as he swallowed against that flip his stomach gave in response to the icy nervousness. The anxiety that this could go wrong. His heartbeat throbbed in his ears as the blonde placed the tissues down on the floor by his foot. There was a rush of awe in watching the blonde sinking down onto his knees between his shaking legs. Hands then came up to rest on his thighs.

Giving a comforting squeeze before moving in a caress along his inner thighs. Tingles raced under his skin from the touch as he adjusted his feet to keep them open when those hands inevitably curved up. Shaking along his thighs as they reached up to touch the button of his fly. Looking up at him to which he took a breath before nodding down at the blonde. Fingers pulled at the button until it was being pulled apart. Serving to make his heart jump up to his throat as fingers grabbed at the zipper pulling it down.

Pulling his fly apart, Hizashi's fingers shook against it when he felt that rush of mortified embarrassment. Looking away from the sight of his erection pressing against his boxers. Refusing. Fingers brushed over it, however, to which he hissed in a breath as his gaze reflexively shot down to Hizashi. A look of such intense focus had his face burning. There was awe, an eagerness, in his gaze as those pupils expanded as fingers pressed against him. Sliding up to grab at his boxers waistband to pull them up.

Held up with one hand, he watched Hizashi's other dip inside. Twitching at the touch of those fingers against him when they wrapped around him. Pulling him out carefully as he bit at his inner cheek when the blonde pulled him out. A pit formed in his stomach from that nervousness as he took a trembling breath through his nose. It was a nervous pit that was identical to the one in his bedroom. When he'd asked Hizashi if they could take their shirts off. When it inevitably turned into their first handjobs to one another.

It was an icy pit of nervousness and excitement that had his legs shaking as he fought the urge to fidget. Had his hands shaking as they clutched at the edge of the mattress. Holding onto it like he'd burst out of his own skin any second. An anchor. Fingers gave a squeeze to the base of his erection when the pads of shaking fingers rubbed against it. Achieving in pulling him out of his thoughts when he felt lips pressing to the underside of it. He looked down to find those green eyes looking up at him.

Focused on his face with that determination in the squeeze of his brows. In his eyes. But he could see that heat clawing through. That lust. It had him squirming when another kiss was pressed against him. A flutter really. It was oddly fast. It was a clumsy touch when Hizashi pulled back with the warmth of his breath fanning over the skin. The hand holding onto him then settled into an easy stroking pace. Easy. Familiar. It had him swallowing a sound clawing at the back of his throat. Made it tight.

There was another kiss given just below the head of his erection causing it to twitch. The quiet whisper of those strokes had his hips twitching instinctively before he forced himself to be still once again. He licked his lips before dragging his teeth over his bottom lip as his brows twitched together as those eyes remained locked up on him. A few fast kisses fluttered over his erection before the blonde straightened up on his knees. He swore he heard the swallow that had Hizashi's Adam's Apple bobbing before lips parted.

Opening his mouth allowing for those trembling, hot breaths fanning over the head. The hand stroking him slowly gave a squeeze before a lick was given to the head. A hesitant little lap that felt too fast for him to truly process it yet it had him tensing with a sharp breath hissing in through his nose. A sharp pain radiated over his skin from the dig of his teeth yet he refused to let up. Not now. It was a clumsy little like that was then repeated in another quick lick that had his heart hammering against his chest.

Pounding sickeningly against his chest when fingers slid down to the base of his erection as he watched the blonde lean down. And his teeth dragged painfully over his bottom lip as his mouth dropped open despite his attempt to stop it. A rasping gasp flew down as the blonde's mouth closed over the head. Moving down to the base in such a fluid motion that it had him burning up. As if his dial had been flipped from a comfortable setting all the way up. It felt no different than those times Hizashi flaunted this talent.

Showed off how his quirk resulted in an non-existent gag reflex that he always happily flaunted. Always with bananas or popsicles whenever he possibly could simply to make him blush. To prove it didn't affect him when a few worried opinions had cropped up about it. Hell, Hizashi had done it with his toothbrush the one time they were wedged in the bathroom together. Brushing their teeth during one of his sleepovers here. It was as if Hizashi had been practicing this entire time with his stupid actions.

It wouldn't surprise him if the blonde had been practicing long before he came over which left him with one question. How long had he been thinking about it? How long had Hizashi been planning it? During those date that ended in their awkward hand jobs? When they were twisted up together? Or when that confidence began to well up in both of them when pants came off? Confident in the direction their relationship was going? He wished he could ask. Wished he could find the words yet they refused to come to him.

Fizzling apart as he strangled a moan down in his throat as his head fell back. Hot, hot, hot. It was hot. More so than he thought it would as his thighs twitched apart instinctively. Felt hands moving to caress the inner area of them with a whisper of palms sliding over the denim. It had the muscles jumping beneath that touch. Had him melting as he strangled a quiet sound in the back of his throat with a shudder breaking over him. He never truly thought of how hot a mouth really was until this moment.

He knew it was expected along with that wetness yet he couldn't help but marvel at it. His brows squeezes together then as he tensed himself slightly against the urge to squirm as his breaths shortened in uneven puffs. Far too fast. Pants? It was hard to pin anything down outside of how hot, hot, hot it was. Wet, wet, wet. The ridges on the room of Hizashi's mouth he'd felt going in and the rub of his tongue before he was sliding down to the base. Felt those shaking breaths fanning against his pelvis.

Felt a similar shake in Hizashi's hands that had him shuddering when he tightened his grip on the edge of the mattress. Bunching the fabric of the blanket to his palms as he struggled to get his breath back. To focus on something, anything other than the chanting moan of a voice in his head. Something that was fighting against him in terms of stamina. It was almost too much as hands slid along his thighs. Too much but it was better than he had hoped it to be. So much better than he ever thought it could possibly be.

He could understand why so many sang praises of it. Even if he hated the quiet coaxing's for him to "get his dick wet just once" to try it and see how he liked it. He always shoved it off as disgusting behavior of his peers and, much to his disappointment, his stepfather. Of course, he knew said stepfather meant for his coworkers daughter to do it. A woman. Yet he can confidently say he was never interested in that. And sitting here now with that wet heat around him with light sucks being given hesitantly?

Well, his brain was insisting that there was nothing better. He couldn't imagine it getting much better as his chest fluttered with those quick breaths. Rasping down his drying throat faster than it would if it were through his nose. But he couldn't, for the life of him, close his mouth. Even when he felt a moan threatening to bubble out of him. A shudder rolled over him when a harder suck was given with that hesitancy. Something that had him lifting his head up with a quiet sound managing to squeeze itself out.

Working past the others he tried keep down desperately. Looking down to find eyes locked onto him with a look of that smoldering curiosity. Awe. As if he were taken aback by it when the blonde moved his tongue in an wiggle along the underside of his erection. An movement that took him a moment to recognize. To realize that it was a lick. It had him whining then when his thighs jumped at a comforting squeeze from the blonde. Hair was falling free from the blonde's short ponytail to brush against his flushed cheeks.

Watching as his glasses slipped down his nose. Brows were squeezing together as there was a shuffle from the blonde. And then he swallowed around him. It tore another gasp out of him that then flew out on a short cry at the ripple of the muscles around him. The movement of his tongue against the underside was hot. He fought the urge to buck forward against the blonde. Clutched with shaking hands at the blanket balled in his hands as he strangled off the cry the best he could. Choking it down to stay quiet.

Hissing in a breath to do so when the blonde then swallowed again sending a spark of heat up his back. However, this time he could tell Hizashi was trying to do it harder. To gulp rather than merely swallow. It sent a sparks of heat through that pooled into the familiar pleasure as he finally managed to shut his mouth. Grinding his teeth together fervently to keep himself quiet without needing to use his hands. Fuck him if he didn't want to reach out to the blonde. To cover his mouth to keep from slipping up again.

To save himself the embarrassment of making those noises his boyfriend made so freely. But he needed- wanted something to hold onto. And then Hizashi began to bob his head much to his awe. It was awkward right from the get go. Uncertain. Coming up to slow then flying down much too fast to the base as his tongue moved in licks against the underside of his twitching erection. Teeth dragged lightly over the stiffen skin making him jerk at the sensation. Was it done intentionally or unintentionally?

Which could it be? Teeth again grazed over his erection with each slide down as his breaths hissed in then out through his clenched teeth. Heat was sizzling through him as his heart pounded with each bob of the blonde's head. Clumsy. Or was it not? He didn't know as he certainly didn't have that experience to call it as such. Hands clung onto his thighs in a similar manner to his own at the blanket. Nails dragging over the fabric as he watched the blonde's hair swaying and brushing against his flushed cheeks.

Burning the sight into his mind as he squirmed before he could stop it. A twist as he clenched his jaw tightly to muffle the whimper. Sucks were given in varying strengths when the blonde slid up towards the head that had him squirming with shallow pants leaving him. Loving those swallows when the blonde would fly back down to the base when he flinched at a few slurps from the blonde swallowing. The ripple around him, however, had his head threatening to fall back. Goddamn, it was so fucking good.

He could see why oral could be so highly promoted. How others babbled their asses off about it when they'd been in school in hushed tones about it. It was by far better than the handjobs. Oh, it was so much better than it as he shuddered at the light drag of teeth over him. It was tempting to tug those blonde locks out of that tiny ponytail. Thinning with each lock breaking free that had his fingers twitching with that urge to do so. To bring the made up image his brain had used for God knows how long into reality.

To bury his fingers into the golden locks and hold onto them. To feel the softness of them wrapping tightly around his fingers. It had him pinching his lips together as he kept down those sounds clawing at him. Making his throat tight as his head fall back with a clench of his jaw that ached from the tight pressure. The blonde was awkward in his alternating speeds but he didn't care. Not when he was convinced this was by far the most amazing thing he'd ever live through. The best thing he could ever have.

It had him huffing breaths through his teeth as he felt a vibration then burst over him. It had his hips bucking up as the blonde came down causing hands to tighten on him. He had not a clue what that noise was but fuck if it didn't feel good. His hands shook in their tight grips on the blanket. With that longing to twist into the golden blonde locks of hair as teeth scraped over him. It was so worth it to think about. His heart throbbed quietly in his ears as the blonde sucked at him with that growing confidence.

The wild lifts and drops were easy to see for the uncertainness when the realization for it came to it. If he wasn't verbal, if he wasn't making noise, then Hizashi was merely going by instinct. Reacting to how he moved and reacted then doing what created it. He couldn't help a low groan at the thought as he felt that pooling of pleasure in his stomach burning through him. Molten in his core. His hips twitched up when the blonde came back down to swallow around him again. Fuck, he couldn't get enough of that.

It had another low sound managing to rip itself out of his tight throat. His back arched as hands slid up with the blonde shuffling impossibly closer to the edge of the bed. Arms wrapping around his waist as he failed to muffle a whine. It had him shuddering as the blonde bobbed his head faster. Quickly as he sucked at him harder with his tongue moving in those clumsy licks against him. He was memorizing every damn thing about it as his pants rasped in and out on uneven hitches as he squirmed.

His legs shook when Hizashi's arms squeezed around his waist gently with hands slipping beneath his shirt. Fanning out over the skin sending shudders up his back in time with those sparks of pleasure. A combo that made his blood sizzle through his veins when the blonde then began to hum. It had him jerking his hips up eagerly with his next breath flying down on another gasp as the blonde kept up that humming. Increasing in strength when he slid down to the base as if to replace the dizzying swallows.

Oh, oh, oh, he didn't know which he loved more. To feel the blonde swallowing around him or that humming. It had his stomach tensing and relaxing much like his shaking thighs as they spread themselves open as far as they could. His hips, thankfully, were used to such a wide position. Something he was grateful for. Grateful they didn't give a single protest from the spread. It was shameful, he knew that. Knew it perfectly yet he couldn't think on how it would make him look. Didn't want to think about it.

How he was acting as shameless as his mother accused women "now a days" of acting. His hands then moved from their positions at the edge of the bed. He leaned back on his left with the right coming up to find the blonde's ponytail. Lifting his head up again, he tugged the pony tail out and threw it. Where it landed, he had not a clue. He didn't care where it went. His brain, every bit of him, was too bus admiring the sway of those golden blonde locks falling down. Mesmerizing as he swallowed a groan clawing at him.

Admiring how the blonde locks brushed against flushed cheeks as lashes fluttered. Hizashi looked up at him over the rims of his glasses sending a bold of that arousal through him. The heat in that gaze had that familiar little knot forming low in his stomach. An orgasm threatening to creep up on him. Threatened to burst to life any second as it continued to twist into him the longer he stared. Admired the sight of the blonde's bobbing head as his hand reached down. Pushing blonde locks away from his face.

Holding them out of the way as they twisted around his fingers as he held onto the blonde. Shuddering at that occasional scrape of his teeth. The slurps that rang out intermittently with a swallow that had him clenching his jaw tightly. The hums that came back as the blonde's arms tightened around his waist. Holding onto him as he clutched at the blankets with his left hand. It felt as if he was burning up. Being eaten alive by that heat both under his skin and around him. He was hot, hot, hot. So fucking hot.

It had his toes curling against the carpet as the blonde hummed softly around him. Making sure to increase that hum each time he sank down to the base. His stomach flexed as he felt that knot tightening, tightening, tightening in him. His lips trembled in their tight press before they were parting for him to take a breath. One that ended in teeth digging into his lip as he stared down at the blonde. Shivering when het met Hizashi's gaze with a twist of that knot in his stomach as his pants shuddered out of him.

Blown pupils made those green irises rings. Dark. A groan burst out of the blonde then that sent vibrations down his erection as the blonde flew back down. That was it. That tightening knot snapped far too soon as he threw his head back with pain bursting across his lip. Eyes squeezing shut as they rolled back when that white hot heat washed over him. Tingling into him. Teeth digging in painfully to muffle the cry for what it was as muscles contracted before stiffening. Trembling as his legs fidgeted restlessly.

His hips jumped up eagerly from the bed with a thrust as the blonde's left arm moved from around him while the other squeezed him. Fingers kneading into his lower back as he ground up against the blonde's lips with pants rasping out of him unevenly. Trying his best to choke down the sound clawing at his throat as he clutched at the blonde locks in his hand. Hot. White hot. It ripped through him with each throb and twitch his erection gave with the sound of tissues being pulled quickly out of the box.

It was only when he felt Hizashi moving up, up, up that he let go. Swallowing a whimper when that throbbing grip of his orgasm began ebbing out of him, he released his grip on him. A shaking, heavy sigh flying out of him through his nose as he slumped back on his arm. A shudder ran over him at the quiet pop of the blonde pulling off of him rang out to which he forced his head up. Opening his eyes with what felt like a truly heroic force to stare down at the blonde. Tissues pressed against his mouth.

Hizashi moved them away after a moment to wipe at damp lips when eyes flicked up to him. The remaining arm around his waist tightened as the blonde crumbled up the damp tissues in his grip to grab a few more to hand up to him which he took with shaking fingers. And then a laugh burst out of the blonde. Giddy. Breathless as he leaned back on his heels with that pride shimmering in his gaze. That identical emotion twisted into him tearing a shaky laugh out of him. The relief after doing it? Overwhelming.

"We-Well that wasn't awful, was it? I think I did pretty fucking go-good! How was it, babe? Did it- I mean, was it good? F-For you?" Oh, he could hear that uncertainty in the blonde's voice despite the pride in his gaze. The smile on his lips trembling with the threat of dropping away only for it to be reinforced upwards. He blinked once, twice as he focused his gaze on the blonde as his teeth dragged over his aching lip. "Sho? Ar-Are you okay, babe? D-Do you need anything? Like water? Or to open the window for some fresh ai-?"

"Yo-You're hard." The blonde paused then with that flush seeming to deepen before his very eyes. He then fidgeted shuffled before pushing himself up right. His fingers stilling in their one-handed attempt to clean himself off. His gaze locked onto the blonde when he then shifted in his spot before scooting as far as he could to the edge of the bed. The arm around him tightening once again as he forced himself to focus. And once again, his mouth was moving before he could think twice. "You're hard, Zashi."

"We-Well, I think it's natural, right? 'member what you said that day we, um, started touching?" Another nervous laugh burst out of his boyfriend when he fidgeted down on his knees which allowed him a moment to tear his gaze away. To feel the heat hit his cheeks at the realization through his fog he hadn't moved yet to cover up. He forced his fingers to wipe then to tuck himself away when Hizashi's shaking breath had him looking at the blonde once more. "I mean, that was pretty hot, wasn't it? I did good the first time!"

It was painfully sweet to see the pride in those green eyes. The hesitant awkwardness in his voice when he then found his lips tipping up at the blonde as he fidgeted in place. Gripping the sides of his fly with the chilled button underneath his fingers as he cleared his throat gently. "You did and it-it did. Felt good, I mean, an-and I liked it! A lot actually and it really- I can't think of a way to-to explain it other than I can't imagine it doesn't get better, but I know it will, you know? And I want- I mean, could I-?"

He couldn't say it. The words were clogging his throat up the second he tried to say them with the intention of making him choke. His face was uncomfortably hot when the blonde looked at him with that confusion pinching at his face for a moment. His head going so far as to tilt with blonde locks coming to brush against his flushed cheek. And then eyes went wide with his mouth dropping open with a gasp. "Wait! Wait, you want to gi-give me one? Really? Sho, babe, you don't have to! I can just-!"

"I want too." So quiet. It was hard to raise his voice when he gripped the brim of his pants tightly with the blonde's eyes going wide. Awed. Surprised when he flicked his gaze away. That embarrassment stabbing through him viciously as it seemed to claw its place in his chest. Had his heart hammering sickeningly against his chest when his knees thudded together with his fidget. "I-I want too, Zashi. I can't- I've seen videos and shit, but I don't know how to do it properly, so I won't be as-as good but I can copy what you just did."

"Ar-Are you sure you want too? Like, really, really sure you want too, babe? You don't have to if it makes you uncomfo-"

"I want too. For a while now I-I guess but it pure luck that, uh, you wanted to do this?" He then swallowed as he brought his gaze back down to the awed blonde at his feet when he squeezed the tissues in his hand. "I-If you don't want me too then I don't have too. But I just- I really want to. Just like you did, you know? And I don't- I want it to be reciprocated, you know? You deserve to feel good and ha-have more than a handjob, right? I want you to have more. I want to give you that. Wanted to for a while. S-So, can I?"

He had half expected another protest. A question on if he truly wanted to do this. Another repeated assurance that he didn't need to do it. Yet he got none as he stood on shaking legs in time with Hizashi. The tissues taken from his hand to be tossed into the trash when he was shuffling out of the way. Twitching when the blonde spun back around. Rushing over, Hizashi sat down on the spot he'd just been in with that wide eyed look to him still. Trying to see if he was joking. Merely babbling in his post orgasmic bliss.

It washed away with a look of eagerness when he sank down on his knees in front of him. Watching as Hizashi's fingers shook when they pulled the button apart to which he flew over to the blonde. Moving before he could think twice. Just as eager as the blonde. He knew the blonde had said they had time that it could be the opposite. That Hizashi's mothers were rather quick when it came to shopping. The only thing to keep them out longer would be to run into a friend of theirs. And God knows that was unlikely.

And so, he got that dizzying rush of watching those long legs spreading open for him as he settled himself down between them. Watched Hizashi scooch forward with the rustle of the blanket. The eagerness, the excitement, he could see in that gaze had his pounding heart jumping to his throat. He reached forward to pull apart his fly before reaching for the metal zipper. Chilled between his fingers as he tugged it down. It had his stomach twisting once again with that nervousness as his hands shook.

Swallowing down that nervousness, he reached up to pull the fabric apart again. Brushing careless fingers over the twitching bulge of the blonde's erection causing hips to twitch up. Swallowing, he moved on instinct as he adjusted his position on his knees. Leaning down to press a kiss to the clothed bulge earning him a hissing breath. Finding it easier than it should be to ignore the small patch from the drips of pre-come soaking into the fabric. He then tugged the waistband up to slide his hand down into them.

He couldn't help but flinch when Hizashi hissed in another breath in reaction to the chill of his fingers. And as he made contact with his erection, he wrapped his fingers around it carefully before tugging it out. It was always marvel worthy. No matter how many times he'd seen it so far, the blonde was impressive in terms of length. Mouth-watering some may say. And he swore, ever so slightly, his mouth did water at the sight of it. Cliché, he knew, as he gave a few strokes to the twitching shaft in his grip.

Hizashi's breaths trembled on each inhale as he happily slid his hand along the shaft. Leaning in to press a few kisses to the underside as he slid his hand up. He felt painfully awkward as he gave a few pecks to the erection as he straightened up. Pressing another below the head, he swiped his fingers curiously over it. Just like he would during a handjob when he lifted his gaze up to the blonde. And there was an absolute thrill in seeing the blonde's flushed face. Seeing teeth biting down on that bottom lip.

Eyes locked onto him with an intensity that had his stomach fluttering with that excitement. The nervous insistence his brain gave that he wouldn't do this right. Taking a breath, he gave another kiss to that spot below the head as he stroked the blonde once, twice before swallowing. What would it feel like? Hizashi was much bigger than him, after all. Seven inches if he remembered right and he sat at an average six. So how difficult would it be? Would it be too much? He knew his gag reflex was easily triggered.

That it was ridiculously sensitive with its easy trigger. But with the shaft twitching beneath his lips, he wanted to try. Even if all he could get was halfway in. It had his heart thudding sickeningly against his chest as that heat flickered weakly under his skin. Straightening up after giving a squeeze to the base, he kissed the leaking head. Tasting the bitterness of a small droplet of pre-come. Just beginning to well there. And he opened his mouth feeling a stab of that nervousness. An icy pit in his stomach as he hesitated.

His hands were shaking on his boyfriend's thighs when he felt a hand come down into his hair. Pushing his bangs away from his face carefully. A lingering shake to that hand twisting itself up in his hair. Scratching comfortingly at him as he looked up to find the blonde's teeth dragging over his lip. And oh, oh, that burnt him up. That sight alone was always hotter than it needed to be. So many images he was frantic to save to his brain. To keep should he ever need them. He took a breath then as he came down.

Covering the head of that twitching erection with a twist of that emotion. The groan that left his boyfriend sent a shudder down his back making him squirm. It shuddered on its way out as he fidgeted on his knees once again as his fingers curled subconsciously on the blonde's thighs. Nails dragged over his jeans as he clung onto him. Clutching at his twitching thigh as he squeezed the base of Hizashi's erection in his hand before sinking down. Going slow to keep from overwhelming himself too soon.

Focusing on what he could to take without overdoing it. Trying to focus on taking even breaths that trembled and rushed out of him was hard. Especially when he had yet to catch his breath after his own blowjob. It had himself conscious with each huff of air being taken and flying out of him shallowly. However, Hizashi's was no better. Shaking with each breath he took, the blonde let out a whine as he continued inching his way down. The hand in his hair tightening on them with a pull that had tingles racing down his back.

It was surprising how odd it felt. How heavy the blonde's erection was in his mouth as it twitched. Pinning his tongue down as he felt the head nudge the back of his throat faster than he would have liked as it tore a gag out of him. A weak one but he couldn't take much more. Not this time. And so, he merely tried to suck lightly at the twitching shaft in his mouth as he squeezed the blonde's thighs. His cheeks throbbed lightly with the force of that blush as his brows twitched together again. It certainly wasn't awful.

It held a salty taste to it that had his lashes fluttered in a close eyed blink. It wasn't the worst taste in the world given it was skin after all. It had his heartbeat throbbing in his ears at the small revelation that he was doing it. He had the blonde's erection in his mouth. A thing he had dreamed about quite a few times. Back before he had ever admitted his feelings to the blonde above him. When he had thoughtlessly turned to Nemuri after the embarrassing admission of his wet dreams. The tight coil. The jealousy.

And of course, his answer had been simply to confess. To work it out. While they had never done anything remote sexual in terms of touching like they had been- or, well, this- he had to admit he'd thought about it. Dreamt about it in the past. And in recent times with their changing relationship in terms of that sexual nature that he had thought about it. Imagined what it'd be liked. It drove him up the wall with those curiosities and the thoughts that came to him at night. The wet dreams that seemed relentless.

Insistent on driving him insane. As often as he dreamed about receiving a blow job it was this he was the most curious about. What he wanted the most. He couldn't help but wonder if Hizashi had the same thing happen to him lately. If it simply pestered him too much. Until he had to find a way to bring it up. Just how long had he been thinking about it before using his birthday as a chance to try it? Giving a few more curious sucks to the twitching erection in his mouth, he caught a drop of that bitter taste.

It had his nose scrunching a bit yet the blonde merely whimpered at him. Nails scratching comfortingly at his scalp. It had him looking up at the flushed blonde above him. Locking his gaze onto that smoldering one as lashes fluttered in those fast blinks before trembling as if they were forced up again. As if the blonde had to keep his gaze on him. Keep watching as that other hand then lifted up to weave into his hair. He didn't mind it one bit. He liked the tug on his hair as he shivered at the light pull.

In return, he suckled lightly at Hizashi before taking a breath before lifting his head up then sliding it down carefully. Oh, he would think that he had just deep throated the blonde with the moan that flew out of him. It sent a spark of heat down his back as he clutched at Hizashi's trembling thigh. Trying his best to repeat the action smoothly rather than the clumsy way he had. Fluidly. It earned him another of those moans that had his stomach flipping. What would it have felt like? To have those vibrations around him?

To have the blonde moaning around his erection like that? To hear his whimpers and whines muffled by it? Feel the vibrations of each sound leaving him? It had him shuddering as he settled into a shallow bobbing rhythm. It was awkward as he tried to avoid choking himself on the blonde. God, that'd be attractive, wouldn't it? If he made himself puke over the blonde's carpet because he went too far. It was a flinch worthy thought yet Hizashi at up his attention. Bobbing his head, no matter how stuttered his action, was his goal.

His mission. And so, he did his best to give him that. He tried to remember the things he'd seen in movies and those videos, but they felt like forever ago. Years. He could hear a vibration of a phone on the blonde's blanket, but he happily ignored it. It didn't matter. Nothing but Hizashi mattered in the moment. Bobbing his head as shaking hands clutched at him had his stomach fluttering with that excitement. Had his dick twitching once again with that interest. But he couldn't. Wouldn't humor a second round.

Not when there would be eyes on him when Hizashi's family returned. There was no time for another blowjob or even a handjob if he wanted it. Not until later that night if they could sneakily do it. Until they were back at his mother's apartment. He tried his best to keep an even pace with his bobbing. To avoid those jerking motions yet he knew it was impossible. Not when he kept growing the tiniest bit confident and ruining it. Gagging when the head of his erection hit roughly against the back of his throat.

It was only as he did it a third time, he knew he had to change it. The song and dance of gagging and growing confident then nervous wasn't working for him. He kept waiting for Hizashi to yell at him. To snap and demand he do it a certain way, yet he got not a word of complaint. The blonde merely moaned at him as if it were the best thing he'd ever had. Ever experienced in his entire life as those green eyes smoldered down at him. The erection weighing his tongue down twitched as if to back up that expression on Hizashi's face.

The enthusiasm he heard in those moans that spilled freely out of him. Growing louder than he would like yet if no one was home then who could care? Who would care? It sent shivers down his back each time a fresh moan flew out of the blonde. The ecstatic groans as hands shook against his head. The nails scratching at his scalp in between small tugs at his hair. And then he remembered the swallows Hizashi had done. He could feel that light, erratic throbbing of that erection starting up. Odd against his tongue.

But it easily told him the blonde was more worked up than he thought. Had found everything about this hotter than he was letting on to him. It had his heart jumping in his throat as he sucked lightly at the blonde when he sank down far as he could. As he dared. Felt the light but constant press of that head against the back of his throat as chills raced over him. It was a dangerous gamble he took having the blonde so far in but he took it. And he swallowed around the blonde which tore a cry out of his boyfriend.

"Ah! Yes, yes! Ohhh God, Shouta! You look s-so pretty! It feels so go-good! So fu-fucking good, babe! Ah! I just- Mmmm! I-It's so hot! Wet! So good, so good! Fu-Fuck me! I just need a little more! Little more, babe, and I'm gonna cu- Mmmm! Shit! Fu-Fuck, I love you! You- Nghnn! Su-Suck it like that! You're do-doing so f-fffucking good! So good, babe! Fucking awe-awesome! It's- Nnghnn! Just a little- Mmmf! Nn!"

It sent shivers down his back at the blonde's shouted words. The moan behind them as he suckled at the blonde happily with that same strength he'd been using before. In accordance with the confirmation in that cry as he tried to multitask it while bobbing his head. Trying the best he could as he then groaned when the pooling saliva finally dripped over. An oversight on his part on forgetting to swallow it consistently but he couldn't now. It was disgusting how it poured down his chin, yet he refused to stop.

Not when Hizashi was right there. So close he could feel it for him. It had heat flickering weakly under his skin once again at the moans above him. The throatier groans that flew out of the blonde as hands shook against his head. Huffing, shallow pants were painfully loud from himself and Hizashi mixed together. Groaning quietly when he tasted that trace of bitterness from the pre-come dripping onto his tongue. Hands clutching desperately at the locks when hips arched up. Legs jiggling weakly as he squeezed at them.

Feet fidgeted on the floor with a slide as he sucked at the blonde. Earning him a whimper from his squirming boyfriend as he bobbed his head. Felt that light throbbing intensifying as he slid upwards along the blonde's erection. To do what he could to get Hizashi off with the limited knowledge he had. To move on instinct and go for what he had the distinct idea of what would feel best for Hizashi to tip over. Give him that shove. And so, once he was up there, he sucked at the head of his erection fervently as he could.

Licking hesitantly at the pre-come welling at the slid before sliding back down carefully to resume that clumsy bobbing of his. Staying shallow as he squeezed at the blonde's stiffening thighs. Breathless choked off strings of English spilled out of the blonde in an incoherent line of babble. Moans and whines of his name breaking it up as hands squeezed tightly in his hair. Sending burst of pain across his scalp as his heart throbbed in its pounding beats as Hizashi whimpered desperately above him. A piercing pitch.

It had him flinching at how it pierced his ears as it was paired with those twists and squirms. He then forced open his eyes to look up at the blonde. Nails dragged over his scalp as he locked his gaze onto Hizashi's when he suckled at the throbbing erection. Trying his best to lick at the blonde's shaft and the head of his erection whenever he could. His chin was messy. God, he could only imagine how he'd look when he pulled off. He wasn't bobbing his head at all the way Hizashi had, however, as he tried for a hum.

It was clumsy. It was disgusting how that drool poured down his chin only to drip off of it. To land on what, he had a good idea that had him groaning. Hands then pulled sharply at his hair to which another groan flew out of him in response to the pain it gave. A tingle raced down his back when Hizashi stiffened up. Gnashing his teeth with a hiss as he watched the blonde throw his head back with hips jerking up. He moved back to keep from gagging on the blonde when he felt his own eyes widening at the taste.

The hot spurts tasted salty. Overbearingly salty. Oh, he wanted it out of his mouth as soon as he could get it out when he fought the urge to gag. Squeezing his eyes shut at the bitter, salty taste as he tried to hold out the best he could as the blonde rode out his orgasm with his breathless gasps. Strangled moans ripping out through clenched teeth. It was only when he felt it dripping down his chin with the drool that he decided enough was enough. He pulled off as he fumbled for the tissues urgently.

Spitting the salty liquid into as he rubbed at his chin. He then looked up to see a weak dribble running down the blonde's twitching shaft. The way he slumped as a breath shuddered out of the blonde when he blinked at the notification on his phone. A sharp ping that had him tensing when Hizashi's head rolled lazily towards it. Working his hands out of his hair to clumsily grab at the device before lifting it up only to curse. And then his boyfriend was flying into sudden movements to take the tissues from him.

Hands shaking as he wiped himself clean before tucking his softening erection away. Hizashi then stood on shaking legs with him shuffling back on his knees just in time to hear the sound of car doors slamming. It had his back tensing up as he lunged up onto his feet with Hizashi. Allowing the blonde to take the soaked tissues from him only for them to be stuffed into the trash. The wrapping paper was then shoved on top of it to hide it with a crinkle. Fingers shook as the blonde pulled the button of his jeans together.

Grabbed at he zipper before pulling it up. His breaths rasped out of him similar to Hizashi's, yet he couldn't help but find himself aware of just how quiet everything was. How truly silent it was in the absence of those moans and rustling from the blanket as they squirmed. His mouth still held that salty, bitter taste to it that sent disgusted chills down his back when he swallowed. There were a few more car doors slamming outside that was then followed by the muffled sound of dock tags running down the hallway.

God, his face burned uncomfortably hot. Too hot for his liking. He didn't want to imagine how blotchy and red it had to be when he turned towards Hizashi. Reaching down to tug his button through the hole before pulling his zipper up quickly only to curse when it caught on the fabric. Working it down then up, Hizashi rushed over to his window to tug it open allowing for that snapping breeze to flutter into the room. Shivering at the awareness of that heat in the room. Was it just him? Or the heaters?

Or was it Hizashi? All three possibly? He shivered when he then let out a stuttered sigh to break up his quick breaths when his boyfriend then spun on his heels. Taking long, brisk steps over to him. He had not a problem in meeting him halfway there when a laugh bubbled out of Hizashi. It had a snort flying out of himself when Hizashi's phone pinged once again insistently on the bed. Something that went ignored as he threw his arms up around the blonde's shoulder with a snicker flying out of him.

Twisting closer to the blonde as arms slithered around his waist as a giggle left the blonde. And then lips peppering themselves over his hot cheek. Along his jaw with the adoration that never failed to make him melt against his boyfriend. Ragged pants fanned over his skin when Hizashi's lips crawled towards his lips. Giving him one, two pecks before lips were pressing against his own into one of those breathless kisses he adored. He tightened his arms around the blonde's shoulder as those pants rush out of him.

Warm as they fanned over his hot cheek that were no better than his own shaky pants as his lips tingled. It made him feel as if this should be disgusting. He'd just had a dick in his mouth along with letting someone else come in it. And yet the blonde was no different. He'd come in the blonde's mouth, had his own dick there, and yet it didn't have him pulling away. It felt different. To know where his lips had been. To know where Hizashi's had been. It had that stab of embarrassment bursting in him at the thought.

Moving his lips against Hizashi's he heard another ping of the blonde's phone prompting the kiss to break with a smack. He pulled back to find blonde lashes fluttering on flushed cheeks before they lifted. A look of awe to them when he felt the corner of his mouth twitch before curling up. He lifted his hands up to grab at the back of the blonde's head to tilt his face down for him to press a kiss to the bridge of his nose. Joining in this time when Hizashi laughed at him breathlessly as he targeted the smattering of freckles.

"Th-That was fucking amazing, Shouta! God, it di-didn't need to be perfect for it to have felt like that! You are the most perfect person on the planet, yo-you know that? The best boyfriend I will ever have in a million fucking years!" Arms squeezed him in a tight hug that had him snorting once more as he released his pull on the blonde as he was spun in a lazy circle. "Just for that I'm gonna ha-have to do something good for Christmas! Or somethin'! I fucking love you, babe!"

"I love you too, Zashi! Now, we need to g-get downstairs, yeah?" A grin curled over Hizashi's lips as he allowed himself to be spun in that lazy circle. A shift from foot to foot as he held onto the blonde before sighing when the door downstairs slammed. Was it opening or shutting? Arms tightened around him much like his own when he sighed out. Leaning in, he caught the blonde's grinning lips in a quick, pecking kiss that merely made that grin widen. "Th-Thank you, Zashi. I mean it. I-I am sorry though I was shitty at-"

"Not shitty! Not by a long shot! Don't you have ears?" A hand left his waist to reach up and pinch at the shell of his ear before tugging to which he yelped before swatting the hand away. "I said that was amazing! It was the most perfect blowjob experience I could've ever had! So don't go worry about it too much! I think you did amazing for the first time trying it! I know I wasn't the most perfect or anything but it's about trying, right? I think we did damn good with one another! I couldn't imagine it any other way, babe!"

"Hizashi! Shouta! Are you two home? If you are that door had better be open!"

He looked towards the door at the muffled shout of Hizashi's mother, Kimiko, carrying easily in time with a light bell notification followed by feet pounding up the stairs. Coming down the hall as arms tightened around his waist in response with a sigh leaving the blonde. After a sharp knock on the door, he turned his attention back to Hizashi with a soft smile forming on his lips. "Well, I can say you were better than me. You didn't drool all over me. But we can always talk about that later? When we have more privacy?

"I can't wait for more privacy, Sho! But I really do think you did perfect for your first time!" An arm then dropped away from his waist as their slow side to side spinning came to a stop with the blonde keeping him tucked tight to his side with lips pressing against his hot cheek. "Besides, we'll have more time to try again, won't we? To really get it down pat like we're doing with our handjobs, aren't we? We'll do better next time! Now, let's get a move on, birthday boy! Preferably before my mom pops a blood vessel!"

"Next time?" Hizashi's smile widened as he nodded at him. Oh, now that sent a shiver down his back. A wave of anticipation. His arms dropped from the blonde's shoulders as he looked to the bed where his hoodie and phone laid out. He pushed Hizashi gently towards the bed allowing him to scoop up both items before he was tugged towards the door. Another bell notification of the blonde's phone ringing out. The thought of next time had his stomach fluttering. Now, that was something to look forward to.