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Aoi looked at her boyfriend snuggled in her arms and sighed, she had interrupted Uruha and cut the mood about 40 minutes ago. It wasn't intentional, she was really hungry and knew that her boyfriend understood and wasn't hurt, but she still wanted the dessert that the blond seemed to have forgotten.

She pulled him tighter into her arms and received a kiss on the back of the hand that rested on the other man's thin shoulder. He looked at the television and watched a bit of the karaoke competition program, wondering if he didn't want to rest from the long trip and maybe have some nice, quiet morning sex when he woke up.

He decided on the next morning, but it didn't take long for him to change his mind. Likewise, he really wanted to feel the other man, he missed him, on the tour they'd gotten nothing more than oral sex and quick fondles.

He looked at the blond again and sighed, he also loved the feeling of sleeping cuddled up with the blond, totally relaxed and satisfied after a good orgasm. He made up his mind and tried to see if the blond still wanted something that night, but decided that if he broke the mood himself, he would bring it back.

He began with insistent kisses on the shoulders and neck, his hand on the other man's waist tightened more firmly and his other hand gathered all the fragrant hair to one side, giving him access to the nape of the neck and ear.

He closed his lips on the soft cartilage, feeling both the iron taste of the five hoop earrings and the chill of them and his skin. She felt Uruha fidget as she made more room for herself, and she tugged lightly on one of the hoops, hearing her boyfriend's deep, heavy breathing.

— Yuu-chan? What do you want, huh? - The husky voice said amusedly, but the blonde's head was still turned towards the TV.

- To end the night in style - he murmured and kissed his way back to his ear, his thick lips scraping down his throat and going to the nape of his neck, leaving a small, weak bite.

- Ah, Yuuuuuuu. - The other man stretched slyly and turned his face to look into his eyes - I don't know if I'm into it. - The amused twinkle in those eyes made the brunette draw back from his conclusion. Uruha had indeed been swayed by rejection earlier, and that was his punishment.

- "Humm Uru-chan, let me try to talk you out of it then," he murmured and kissed his lips lightly. They tasted like chicken seasoning, and the slightly orange coloring of his lips showed it.

They took long, intense kisses, which turned into quick, wet kisses, with snaps and smiles. Soon they were teasing each other with bites and sucks on each other's mouths.

Uruha wriggled on the sofa, almost kicking Aoi off, and laid her head on the arm of the furniture, one of her legs falling off the edge and her arms in a sloppy way like her hair. All this pose and with the combo of a sexy look and a careless finger resting on her lip. All of this was quite a sight for Aoi, who in all this fuss had been shoved to the opposite end of the sofa and was sitting there watching him.

He took action faster than he thought, lay down on top of his boyfriend and sucked the finger that separated their mouths into his mouth. The taller man's hand closed on his cheeks and the finger began to move back and forth, the look in Uruha's eyes becoming even sexier and more tempting.

She sucked and ran her tongue over his finger, as if she were on another part of his body, looking straight into his light brown eyes. When the finger was removed from his mouth after the bigger man bit his lips, he bent down and stole a long, delicious kiss from the blond.

A fucking tease, that's what he is, a fucking tease. The brunette's hips began to buck and thrust through his pants, with one bulge rubbing against the other. The friction was torturous, but so delicious that he thought he'd never be able to stop as his body screamed for something more.

- Uhm, no, I couldn't get into the mood. - Uruha scoffs and pushes him off him, turns around, stands up and takes two steps before gasping and almost melting in the arms that encircled him. The large, firm and calloused hand of the guitar placed itself between his legs and grabbed the volume there.

Uruha knew that teasing Aoi and getting off was like provoking a hungry lion, but he loved it.

Still without much reaction, he grabbed the other man's wrists and placed his hand on the erection covered by his pants, the fingernail of his largest finger running back and forth along the seam of his pants. From where the zipper began to where his hand reached, above his perineum.

And the shivers that swept through Uruha were delicious and violent, a promise for the night ahead.

Aoi took a firm hold of her soft waist and let his other hand massage her lower abdomen as it pleased him. He unzipped and unzipped his pants, which fell a little before stopping, but it took a more sudden movement for them to fall to the blond's feet.

Aoi bent his legs and pulled the bigger man to lie down on the living room floor, taking care with the coffee table, leaving the other man's body beneath his and admiring the mess his boyfriend had made.

His shirt was up, his hair was messy, even if it was partially tied up, and his fiery legs were ajar, inviting him to his doom.

She sat down between his legs and gave his feet a light massage, listening to one or other pop, feeling him relax under her touches. She lifted his leg and kissed his ankle, stroking the inside of his calf with her fingertips, which sent a shiver through him.

He lowered himself and kissed his thigh, the closer he got to his groin, the stronger his touches became, with bites and hickeys. He put his hand on the firm muscle and made him open his leg wider, going straight to the bulge in his boxer briefs.

He grazed his teeth lightly, hearing a delighted exclamation from the other man. When he discovered that Uruha was a bit of a masochist, he was surprised and then cheered up.

He stood up only to look at the empty glasses on the table and to take one last almost completely melted ice and put it in his mouth. She took off his underwear and started kissing his other thigh, biting the ice at the tip and running it along the inside of his lips, as he started moaning between shivers and spasms.

He put the ice in his mouth on top of his tongue and turned his attention to the other man's hard member, which groaned in anticipation.

Uruha closed his eyes and let his head fall back in delight when he felt lips on his private parts. But when the brunette opened his mouth and sucked lightly on the ice that came into contact with his sensitive skin, the blond groaned loudly, his legs twitching and closing slightly before he relaxed and opened them again.

He was completely relaxed, feeling a steady, delicious pleasure coursing through his body, the touch icy and warm at the same time, constantly making him arch his back slightly. The moans coming from his parted lips were low and spaced out by his heavy breathing.

When the brunette pulled away slightly, he sighed before feeling his abdomen tighten and his hair clench.

- Yuu! - He moaned in desperation as he felt the warm mouth wrap around the top of his glans and the rest of the ice balance on the entrance. He felt himself melt in incredible pleasure as he was sucked intensely, the ice melting around him and causing goosebumps that made him roll his eyes.

The icy drops dripped and pooled at the foot of his member, but at a certain point they began to run down to the middle of his buttocks, causing him to arch his back sharply and moan in agony.

His legs closed tightly, trapping the brunette's head between his plump thighs. The brunette took advantage of this and kept stroking the smooth legs while he sucked and ran his tongue over the other man's length.

The blond didn't know how to act, he felt himself being swallowed by the older man's experienced and delicious mouth, he felt the cold water dripping in delicate drops between his buttocks, which made him twitch. He rolled his eyes and tried to control his panting. The dark-haired man spread his legs slightly and swiped the drops of water with his tongue, which made Uruha moan loudly.

During her shower, she had cleaned herself properly because she really wanted to have a romantic evening with her boyfriend, but it had been so long since she had received a Greek kiss that she had forgotten how good it was.

She spread her legs wider and grabbed the brunette's blouse with her fingertips, wriggling and twitching at the hot touch of the other man, who seemed to enjoy her boyfriend's every reaction.

She pulled away a few minutes later and looked at the blond lying on the floor with a naughty look on his face.

- Ah! Uru, I'm going to give you a hard time today - she warned, helping her boyfriend to take off his blouse.

- Are you? Admit it Yuu, if I roll over just right you'll come quickly. - He teased, smiling cheekily.

- Look who's talking, whenever I take you more firmly you don't last long. - And it wasn't a lie, neither of them had really lied, they discovered this when they went for a quickie in the studio, the experience resulted in new things for both of them and perhaps the most enjoyable quickie of their lives.

They smiled at each other and soon they were kissing calmly, Uruha letting one of his hands get lost in the bigger man's smooth black hair, while the other hand massaged his shoulders and back, his nails scratching the tanned skin from time to time.

Meanwhile, as he got on top of the other, one arm supported him with his elbow next to the blond's head, his body leaning to that side, the other hand gently massaging his smooth thigh. Uruha has a good vanity, which is why his skin is soft and fragrant, and the brunette loves the feel of it on his fingers.

He took the back of his knee and made him bend his leg, crossing over his hip and running his hand down the inside of his thigh. They separated their mouths and Yuu began to kiss and bite the pale neck, his big hand lightly squeezing his hip and pulling him closer, rubbing their hard limbs against each other.

They kissed again, tasting each other's bodies. In the middle of the kiss, Uruha slipped her hand between their bodies and held her boyfriend's penis, directing it towards her entrance.

They stopped kissing, Uruha letting his expression change from agony to pleasure several times as Aoi lowered her head and leaned against her boyfriend's neck, closing her eyes. It was so tight and soft that she forgot to breathe.

She positioned herself better on top of her boyfriend's body and finished thrusting inside the blonde. He wasn't sure why Uruha didn't like being prepared, he said he liked the pain and burning that came with the pleasure of being filled. He really didn't understand, since when he took the passive position he liked to be well pampered and prepared by his boyfriend.

The movements began slowly, with just a ripple of the brunette's hips, but as his hard-on grew, they became rougher and faster, the moans louder and longer, his hands gripping the soft skin more firmly.

They were making the most of each other, Kouyou rolling over slightly while his boyfriend moaned hotly in his ear, his body rocking against the floor and the pleasure consuming him. Their movements were intense, the blond rolling his eyes with each thrust he felt from his boyfriend, the brunette forcing himself inside the other, contracting both his abdomen and his ass muscles so that he would go deeper and deeper into the hot body.

They were loving the sex on the living room floor, even though Kouyou could feel his back complaining from the cold and hardness.

Until, of course, Aoi stopped moving, grabbed his full thighs and wrapped them around his waist, held onto the other man's back and sat down, feeling Kouyou cling to his body. He got up and walked around the house, stopping for a few minutes to eat his prince in the hallway of his house, because the damned thing wouldn't stop complaining, meowing and rolling around on his lap.

He just leaned him against the wall and left one hand on the wall, while the other held one of his thighs tightly. The blond was pressed against the wall and his body swayed with the force of the other man's hips colliding with his. He was barely aware of what he was saying or doing, Yuu was hot and he fucked too well.

The movements were slower and less rhythmic, but Yuu managed to apply more force and firmness against his boyfriend's body, who at some point began to moan louder when he felt his prostate being touched. Aoi was his undoing, the bastard was good in bed, the best in his opinion, in fact, the colorful friendship only lasted because of Kouyou's sexual appetite and good mood that increased with the relationship.

Aoi also had a great sexual appetite, but he never had a good mood, he was needy and sensitive, but he had a dog's humor.

After skinning the older brunette's back with her impulsive nails during the minutes that he was pounding into her, she became completely docile and limp on the smelly brunette's lap while he walked somewhere to finish with her.

He had this paranoia about having sex in every room of the house, but he'd had that house for years, not just the rooms, but most of the furniture had already been christened.

He was put down on the floor and then turned over, leaning hard on the sink and gripping the edges as he felt Yuu penetrating him mercilessly. He bent forward and had no choice but to moan as he felt the other man finish him off, gripping his slim waist tightly, biting his shoulder and thrusting in hard. Each time he bumped into the other man's prostate, he had to hold his hips tighter, because his white legs were failing him.

(...)

- I'll never understand you, you know? - (...) I'll never understand you, you know?" he commented, snuggling up to the other, then kissing his soap-scented shoulder.

- Uhm? Why? - They were both sleepy and tired after a delicious orgasm and a relaxing bath. The famous cuddle was their favorite position, even though he liked being on the inside, Kouyou loved watching the brunette let himself be cradled in his arms. Aoi always stayed on the inside.

- Because, for example, the day I think we're going to have wild sex full of whispered obscene words. You come and make love to me, kiss me and tell me you love me almost the whole time. - But, just like today, when you came over with a massage and kisses and I thought we were going to go to bed and make slow, delicious love, you threw me on the floor and fucked me in three different rooms - he replied distressed, hearing the other's anasalated laughter.

- You didn't like it? - he asked with his eyes still closed, he was warm in his arms and wrapped in the blanket, Uruha's skin was warm and comfortable.

- I love it, I love it on you. - She kissed his back and closed her eyes, preparing to go to sleep.

- You're the one who does this to me, Kouyou. - He heard her grumble and smiled.

At that moment not even the satanic tattoo on his shoulder mattered, he was with his Yuu in his arms.

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