It's impossible for you to focus this morning. After waking up on the couch in a delirium, you managed to get ready in time to meet with Junpei for your walk to school. You're seriously lagging behind a few steps today. Meanwhile Junpei is bursting with an enviable amount of energy.
"It was one of the weirdest movies I've seen in a while! Every house around them was exactly the same, but they only could get into their own. And the neighborhood never ended! It just looped around in one huge loop somehow. And then this random baby showed up and they had to take care of it like it was their own! It was freaky!"
You're trying hard to pay attention to his latest review of a movie he watched late last night, but you're much too groggy to keep up with Junpei's energy this morning. Obviously he had no issues getting enough sleep last night. Waking up on the couch with your head at a severe angle had put a painful crick in your neck that you kept constantly rubbing and pressing. God, was that how Toji always slept? Why wouldn't he at least invest in a decent pillow?
"-And then it all turned out to be fake! A ploy by aliens to force the humans to raise their young!"
"Wow, that does sound crazy," you mutter with your fingers still kneading into your neck.
Noting how disinterested you sound, Junpei tries to think of another subject to try catching your interest. He's word-vomiting, trying to fill every second of silence with chatter to keep his mind distracted. He didn't get much rest last night either.
While researching physical intimacy, he found himself on a very unorthodox website for reference. There were quite a few things about pornography that made Junpei anxious, like the ungodly sound the actors made. He'd gotten a huge scare before slamming on the mute key, forgetting that his mother wasn't even home at the time. He also found it hard to tell what actions were pleasant and which were painful based on various reactions. Everything he saw was involving people already engaging in sex, nothing about foreplay and leading up to it. In the end, it didn't do much except confuse him even more. The biggest concern of all was that watching things like that could be traceable if his mother chose to snoop around. He didn't want to think about the possibility of an awkward lecture and ultimately abandoned anything related to the internet when he realized he was risking too much.
On the other hand, his only other option was trying to decipher the incredibly vague notes he'd received from Toji when he asked for advice. No matter how many times Junpei went over them, he couldn't begin to guess what they meant. He was despairing over the whole matter, but couldn't risk letting you see his sinking mood and ask what was bothering him. Knowing he was stressing about how to make you feel pleasure would only put even more pressure on you. The images he saw on his laptop screen flash back into his head, forcing him to keep blathering on to distract himself.
"So, I was thinking we could try going to that new arcade after school sometime if you're interested?" he chirps while striding alongside you.
You hear him but your own thoughts are a thousand miles away.
"Yeah, sure. We can do that."
"Only if you want to. I haven't been yet, so I don't know if they have anything good–"
"I said we'll go. We can check it out the next time I get some extra cash. It sounds fun."
You try to soften your tone consciously toward the end, not wanting him to feel like he's being a bother. Unfortunately you're plenty bothered all on your own.
You woke up this morning even more tired than when you went to the living room. How many more times do you have to relive that nightmare about your stupid asshole dad? Your brain seriously needs to get some new material. And to make matters worse, you still haven't had a cigarette in days. Your withdrawals are getting harder to ignore.
You hear Junpei repeating your name, staring with visible concern. "Is everything alright?"
"Fine. Just slept like shit last night," you grunt.
He gives you a consoling half smile. "Is your neck hurting? I could try to massage it for you later?"
"I'm fine," you insist yet again. You hate being fussed over.
"There's no need to baby me, I'll live."
That sounded a bit harsh even to you. The disappointment on his face twists your gut relentlessly. Why are you biting his head off? He's just trying to be nice to your grumpy ass. Not that you deserve it.
You sigh and rub your neck again with vigor. "I'm sorry, Junpei… Really. I think I still must be tired. It's not your fault that I'm in such a bad mood, I promise. I just wish I had a smoke on me."
Remembering your pact from before, your hand slips into his. With a light tug, you pull him under the awning of a flower shop out of the path of foot traffic. He looks up with inquisitive eyes, wondering what you're up to.
"I know I'm being kind of an asshole this morning, but you know what would help me feel better? A kiss from you."
He melts on the spot as soon as the words leave your mouth. Hearing that something so simple from him could help you makes him feel so important. He leans in first, pressing his warm lips to yours with a soft sound of happiness. Your fingers thread into his bangs, brushing them aside to look into his eyes. Returning the dreamy smile your kiss left on his face, you can feel your rotten mood fading away at once.
"Wow. It really does work," you marvel.
"A-hem!"
You flinch at the sound of someone clearing their throat behind you. An annoyed middle-aged woman arches her brows expectantly at you without a word. She must be the shopkeeper, visibly irritated by the entryway to her store being blocked. Especially by two boys kissing.
"Whoops. Sorry…" Heat creeps into your cheeks as you and Junpei duck back onto the sidewalk. You reach into her display cart to pluck a few stems the moment she turns around again.
Quickening your pace, you and Junpei hurry ahead out of sight before you hand him the flowers you stole.
"I can't believe you!" He laughs but still accepts your gift eagerly.
"Ah, she won't notice. What are they by the way?"
He twirls the purple blossoms around slowly, breathing in their sweet honey scent.
"They're lilacs I think. Thank you. No one has ever given me flowers before."
"Well, I'm proud to be your first." You kiss his cheek and tug his arm closer to yours.
"Now come on, we're going to be late for class."
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You make it to school with almost ten minutes to spare thankfully. You'd run the last half of the journey hand in hand while grinning the entire way like a moron. It was impossible not to feel wings on your heels with Junpei running alongside you.
Once making it to your homeroom, you kiss him one last time quickly. "Be right back, Ok?"
"Hm? Where are you going?" he asks.
"I just need to run to the restroom before class."
You set your bag down and let go of his hand before stepping out of the classroom. Luckily you aren't too far away, so making it back before the bell isn't a worry. After washing your hands and weaving back through the last remaining students in the hallway, the sound of your name being called grabs your attention.
Oh, It's Mrs Hama, your art teacher. She looks even more flustered than usual. What could she possibly want?
"Fushiguro! A quick word, if you please?"
You check your phone for the time. Only four minutes remain until your first class starts. "Uh, yes? What is it?"
"I received a call this morning regarding your entry," she huffs while adjusting her glasses. The pins balanced in the bun of her white hair bobble with each movement.
"Oh! Did I win?" You remember there wasn't a cash prize for first place, but you're eager to get that portrait back.
Mrs Hama pauses, folding her hands in front of her in a serious manner.
"I'm afraid there was an incident over the weekend at the local museum. A break in. There's no easy way to say this, but I'm sorry. Your piece has gone missing from the display that was set up for our providence."
"I.. What? Missing? What do you mean by that exactly?"
She sucks her teeth thoughtfully, making a noise that makes you cringe.
"Unfortunately the section that held this case did not have adequate security. It isn't something usually provided for the local artist's wing."
You're in utter disbelief now, shaking your head. "So everyone's art was stolen? But who would want a bunch of high school drawings?"
Again Mrs Hama shrugs and re-folds her hands in front of her, twisting her fingers with reluctance. "Well … Oddly enough, the other displays were all left untouched. It seemed like the only piece that was taken was yours."
Now you're left reeling. Already your mind is putting pieces together trying to find motives and suspects. A stranger wouldn't have any interest in something like this. This felt personal. Someone with a deep grudge against you or Junpei must be behind this. So who could it be? Nishimura? One of his lackeys? Rikuo? Shit, you've earned an impressive laundry list of enemies already. It could have been any of them.
Noting your thoughtful silence and mistaking it for despair, Mrs Hama pats your shoulder lightly in a compassionate gesture.
"I know how you must be feeling, but it's almost like an odd sort of compliment in a way, isn't it? All of the greats have had their work copied and even stolen from time to time."
That does it. Your fuse is lit fully. She thinks you're supposed to feel flattered by this? What a bitch!
"I don't wanna hear it! I didn't even enter into that stupid contest. You did! It's all your fault someone took it in the first place! So screw you!" you shout.
There's a collective gasp as the students meandering around you begin exchanging excited whispers at your outburst and stare in a mix of amusement and shock as you shove past. You're fighting back tears as you stalk angrily through the hallway. You don't know where to go right now. You pass the obvious places of respite: the bathrooms, the auditorium, the roof.
None of these appeal to the level of solitude you're needing, so instead you head to the main exit, leaving the school grounds entirely. The door slams loudly behind you.
Almost as soon as you exit the building, Junpei pokes his head out of the classroom, looking around in confusion. You're nowhere to be seen, but a few students huddle together with obvious interest in something. He hears snippets of what sounds like your name being repeated in conversation.
Something must have happened. His throat squeezes tight as he calls out for you.
"Fushiguro? Hey! Where'd you go?"
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Without anywhere else to go, you retraced your steps and made your way back to your apartment. Whatever. You don't care anymore. As far as you're concerned, today can just keep going without you. Everytime you got your hopes up, there had to be something waiting to fuck things up for you. All you want to do is curl up and forget you exist.
Thankfully Toji has a full shift of work today so you have the place to yourself for a few hours. You kick off your shoes and lock the door, then, defeated, you collapse onto the couch face first. Inhaling deeply, you summon the urge to scream with all your might to vent your frustrations, but a sweet smell stops you.
Perfume. Nagi's perfume. Its floral scent is still soaked into the cushions. You recognize a trace of something familiar along with it, and realize there must also be lilac in the notes.
Junpei's precious smile from this morning reappears in your head. Instead of a scream, you sob unexpectedly. More tears come quickly after, and before you know it, you've cried yourself to sleep.
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Bam!Bam!Bam!
The frantic sound of knocking on your door startles you awake.
"Hnng? What the hell?"
By the sound of the impact you first assume it must be Toji pounding on the door. Did he forget his keys or something? You groggily rub your eyes and make your way to squint through the peephole. Surprisingly it's Junpei standing on the other side, fidgeting and bouncing in place on his heels, anxiously waiting for you to let him in.
Oh. Shit.
You kind of just ditch him at school without saying anything. That thought makes you feel like a huge jerk. You're still not used to people looking for you whenever you leave on your own. You groan a little as you open the door.
"Come on in," you jerk your head without asking him why he would show up without warning. He probably blew your phone up, wherever it is.
"Hey! You left school early and I got worried about you. Is everything okay?"
He looks at you with his brows knit together in concern, triggering a painful knot of guilt sitting hard in the pit of your stomach.
"Actually… No. I'm not doing well. I guess that much was apparent when you noticed I was gone, huh?" You muster a weak smile that your boyfriend does not return.
"What is it? You can talk to me if you need to. If you want to. Unless… Did I do something to upset you?" He bites his lower lip and stares down at your hands, which have automatically clasped before you, fiddling and clenching one another.
"I'm sorry I've been acting so weird today. And… I promise it's nothing you did. I just…. Didn't get much sleep last night. I get these nightmares every now and then. It's not like I'm scared to go back to sleep or anything, I just…have trouble sometimes. They always make me feel shitty afterwards."
You don't want to tell him about his portrait being missing. Maybe you can redo it from memory so he won't have to know it was stolen. Junpei is still looking at you with a terribly troubled expression. He's never seen you actually scared of anything before. He knows it must be something you feel sensitive about. Whatever is bothering you must be something you've dealt with on your own for a very long time. Maybe it's best if he keeps his curiosity to himself for now.
"I see. I'm sorry to hear that. We could… Do something to take your mind off it?"
A little glimmer of happiness tugs at your smile briefly. "Yeah? What did you have in mind?"
"Well, I brought today's homework assignment from math class. That should do the trick, right?" Junpei laughs while unshouldering his school bag and starting to unzip it before you stop him with a quick grabbing of his hand.
"I'm not in that much pain. Christ." You laugh a little and shake your head. Checking the time on your phone, your jaw fairly drops when you see the alarming number of notifications on your screen, all of them from Junpei.
"Jesus, Junpei! Twenty-three missed calls?!"
You stare up wide-eyed for an explanation, but he's already hiding behind his long bangs, avoiding your gaze as his cheeks burn brightly. "Oh, Uh.. Y-yeah. S-sorry about all that. I didn't mean to blow you up like that. You went missing and I-...I w-was just… you know, worried?"
"Worried about me, huh?" You smile at how hard he's blushing right. He really let himself get that worked up over your absence. He really was really concerned about you.
"And over a dozen text messages too. Wow… Look at all of those question marks and all caps." You smirk, purposefully loving the way he's squirming in place.
"It didn't feel like that many times...I- I've just never had anyone else to talk to, and I thought something happened to you," he murmurs lamely.
"Aww. Well I'm flattered you'd go through all that trouble just for me." With another smile you stare down at your phone screen again. It feels nice being cared about this much.
"So. It's only 12," you point out.
Junpei nods, still looking down to avoid your gaze. "Y-yeah. I cut my classes because... I wanted to check on you. Because you weren't answering my calls or texts. Sorry if that's a crazy thing to do." He blushes in a sudden wave of self consciousness. He's never felt this clingy to anyone else before.
You lean in to put your arms around his shoulders, squeezing tightly until he responds with his own tentative embrace. At least it doesn't seem like you're upset at him, which is a huge relief. Eventually he chuckles in spite of himself, allowing himself to relax at last.
"I promise not to disappear on you like that again," you whisper.
His embrace tightens around you. "Thank you. I was kind of freaking out."
"Obviously," you giggle while nuzzling his cheek.
Even if he overreacted a bit, it still is nice to have someone willing to seek you out. You've never really had that before. It's really sweet actually. You can tell he must have run all the way here. He's still sweating and out of breath.
A mischievous idea begins to brew in your head. You take him by the hand, pulling him toward your bedroom. "Come with me."
"Wh-what?" he asks in a low voice, noticing how your tone has just changed. Immediately heat rises to his cheeks. "Fushiguro? Wh-where are we going?"
You turn back to give him a soft smile, squeezing his hand again. "I was thinking… Why don't we take a shower together before Toji gets home?"
"I…What? Really?!"
Junpei's mouth hangs open as his feet follow you on their own. He isn't sure he heard you correctly, but what else could you have possibly said? Junpei swears his heartbeat must be loud enough for you to hear.
"Is this okay with you? It's not that big of a deal since you've seen me without my clothes before, right?" you ask him, already beginning to strip.
He stammers and looks away out of respect. You've fooled around before, and he saw you with your shirt off when you first came over to his apartment. But a shower together? That sounds incredibly intimate.
"I-... ah... that's different!" he laughs anxiously, yet he couldn't help but steal a peek back at your body reflected in the mirror, willingly allowing the sight of your bare skin to leave him breathless.
God this is almost too much for him! Even just the curve of your back makes him tingly meet Junpei's gaze through the mirrored glass, challenging him with a knowing little smirk, but you can already tell that he isn't going to back out now. Giving only another moment's pause to gather his courage, your boyfriend decidedly unbuttons his uniform jacket, peering through his long bangs at you with halting modesty. His anxiety is losing notably against his curiosity.
Deciding to give Junpei privacy to finish undressing, you step into the warm shower first, keeping your eyes closed until you finally hear the shower curtain being pulled aside once again. Junpei's heart is hammering in his chest as he joins you, but he places both hands on your shoulders gingerly to alert you of his presence.
"Hey there. Thanks for joining me."
You grin and back into the soft touch, leaning against his bare chest until he sighs at the contact and kisses your shoulder. You laugh and raise your arms up to readjust the water pressure. Junpei watches your chest rise, making a needful little sound with his bottom lip clenched hard between his teeth. Standing this close to you, he could lean down to taste the water from your neck if he desired. That thought lingers long enough until he does precisely that, licking up droplets from where it gathers at your collarbone.
You giggle in response to the tickling sensations. "Hey! How do I taste?"
"Really nice," Junpei confirms in a dreamy voice.
He can hardly believe this is happening, closing his eyes and listening to the sound of pattering onto the shower floor. He's naked with you. You're naked with him. As the water warms his skin, he grows bolder with his touch. His palms caress your waist down to your hips, pulling you firmly against his. You can feel your body's effect on him as something hard presses between your thighs. A low sound fumbles from his lips when you shift to grip it firmly without using your hands.
"F-Fushigu– ohhh," he groans in shock when he feels your thighs clench.
"Yeah? Does that feel good?" you ask teasingly, already knowing the answer based on the way he's starting to move along with you. His sounds only grow more frustrated as you squeeze him tighter. With sudden roughness, his nails dig in at your hips, hauling you back into him as he thrusts forward.
PLAPP
The loud, wet sound of his body meeting yours echoes off the shower walls, causing him to freeze. Shit… Shit.. Why did he just do that?
"S-sorry! I didn't mean to… I- it was an accident," he stammers.
"Oh yeah?" You laugh and shove yourself backwards again to recreate the sound.
"Well that time wasn't."
This time he groans louder, fully wrapping his arms around your waist to hold you here. With fumbling hands he rubs himself from the other side of you. The softness of your thighs feels so heavenly, and the shift of your ass from side to side is really working wonders for him.
"F…Fushiguro. You can't keep… I'm gonna– Mm!"
It feels too good to stop now. He tries to warn you in a delirious moan, but your pulsing movements cut him off. You grip him harder, working him back and forth while he watches rivulets of water snake down your back and over your ass. It's so warm between your legs. So wet and slippery. The sound of his hips hitting yours is proving to be addictive.
"Oh, God... oh, God!" he chants uselessly. Hopefully you're well aware of what you're doing to him and won't be upset.
Anchoring yourself with both hands to the wall, you shove back with more motion, feeling his entire length slide through your thighs. You stare down at his swollen tip as it curves up, a curious tingling stirring in your chest when you see how his body merges with yours. It looks so nice that you can't resist reaching to stroke him yourself, a broad smile settling over your lips as the motions in your wrist come naturally. The illusion is only slight, but something about this part of him is strangely comforting right here.
"Junpei…Your cock looks so good on me."
Hearing those words is all Junpei needs to lose control completely. With a strangled gasp, his climax bursts like a dam flooding between your fingers and his thrusts slow to a shuddering stop.
"F-fuck…!" he swears as he struggles to catch his breath and remain standing.
When he opens his eyes again, shaking his head to stop the pulsing in his ears, he sees you staring down at the mess you'd caught in your hand. In a curious motion you roll it between your fingers, feeling the way Junpei shudders while stumbling in place behind you.
You turn your head to kiss his cheek before washing your palm beneath the water.
"That was interesting… I really liked doing it that way."
He blushes and rubs his cheek against yours. "Ha, I can tell. You..You're really warm down there."
As if on its own, your hand continues to touch him. Despite having just finished, you notice he isn't diminishing in size at all, and utter a soft but genuine "wow" of amazement. FOrgetting yourself in the moment, you pull more of his shaft forward. You can hear and feel his panting breath upon your shoulder.
"Junpei? How far do you–"
"I have condoms in my bag," he blurts out, immediately regretting his choice of words when silence is your only reply. Oh, God…
"Sorry..You have what?" you ask with surprise.
He bites his tongue. Fuck! Why did he say that?
"I.. have… uh, c-condoms. I thought you… were about to ask how far I wanted to go…" he mutters in absolute embarrassment.
You clear your throat, your cheeks flushing suddenly. "I was just going to ask how far you could push yourself. I… I like seeing you right here."
With another brush of your fingertips, you indicate your meaning.
"Oh…" He whines again, slowly pushing his full size through your legs to give you more access, still feeling a bit foolish for thinking you would be ready for that just yet.
"So, Junpei… Where did you get condoms?" you ask with interest.
He pauses again before answering, feeling incredibly distracted by your hand upon him still fumbling along his length in a deliberately slow manner.
"The pharmacy… at the hospital where my mom works, they give them out for free. I've had some for a while."
Your eyebrows shoot up. This is quite unexpected. "So you asked a pharmacist for some? That's really brave of you."
You hear him chuckle nervously. "Brave nothing. They keep them in free-access bins by the consultation desk. I stuffed my pockets full and just ran out!"
Now that image seems more accurate for what he would do. You can't help giggling along with him. "Well… When I'm ready to need a condom, you'll definitely be the first to know."
He lets his hand slip past yours, finding the source of the warmth between your thighs. With his first two fingers, he lightly presses into your wet skin.
"I'll… look forward to it."
"Ah-h!" Your breath is caught suddenly in your throat. His touch is gentle but firm enough to erase your thoughts entirely. Whatever he's pressing, it feels insanely sensitive.
"How is this?" he asks, loving how your voice changed noticeably.
"I've… been researching things that would help you feel good. I want to help you finish. We got close last time. Please let me try again for you."
Sensing no protest from you, he tries a circular motion, earning more of those wonderful breathy sighs from you. The water from above pelting the back of his hand inspires him further. With boldness, he parts his fingers and pulls them back enough for the shower stream to hit your most sensitive place. Your voice breaks in a surprisingly shrill pitch he didn't know you were capable of. He has to hold your waist with his free arm as you stagger in place.
"I've got you! You're doing so good," he says in a voice so soft that it makes your senses buzz.
"J-Junpei?! Wh-what are you… How did you– Mm!"
Your vision swims and your pulse rushes against your eardrums. Becoming suddenly aware of how hot it's getting in here, you feel your thoughts muddling together and slipping off your tongue in clumsy half sentences. His touch feels much different from the last time you fooled around. He seems more focused now than ever before. The controlled strength of his fingers as they continue rocking back and forth along with the warm water on your skin is driving you crazy.
Your sounds and the sight of your face twisted in uncontrollable pleasure draws Junpei's attention. He's definitely doing something right. There's only one thought driving his actions in this moment, one resounding thought that makes him forget his usual shyness: water was on the list that Toji had given him. He still has no clue what the importance of this vague instruction could possibly be, but this is something that's helping you immensely. Quick, think! What else was on that list? Something about reminding you who you are and how you fit together. But what could that mean? Wait.. Fitting together? Like the way he fits between your legs? It couldn't be as simple as that, could it? But then again, you did say you liked how it looked to have him there.
The grip around your waist shifts, allowing Junpei to slip himself between your thighs again. His hand comes up to caress your cheek before guiding you to direct your attention downward.
"Look down, Fushiguro… Look at us. Look at you. You're so beautiful."
He rocks you backwards, daring to rub himself directly against you. The moan he emits when he feels your slickness makes your knees weak. His voice is low and deep. You're much too overwhelmed to speak at this point. The sight of his erection throbbing between your legs is mind-blowing. Holy hell… All of his rubbing is… Making your insides clench. Why is that happening? And what's gotten into your sweet, shy boyfriend all of a sudden?
"J-Junpei– Please!" you choke out between breathless gasps, though by now you aren't exactly sure what you're asking for. The sensations of his touch, his hips pounding on yours, the water hitting your body… You can't ask for it to stop now, but then what's going to happen if he doesn't? You've never felt this good before.
As if reading your mind, Junpei breaks his contact with you, allowing you to catch your breath for a precious moment before you realize why he let you go. He grabs the handle of the showerhead and removes it from its hook before bringing it between your legs. A million jolts of pleasure course through you at once, rolling your eyes back and making your jaw fall slack. When his second hand repositions itself to reveal your most sensitive spot to the open stream, the last of your control folds in.
"AAHH!"
"Ah, that's better, right? Right here? Is it most sensitive here for you?"
You hear his words but can't think clearly enough to reply with your brain only firing in short bursts, interrupted by the staggering ecstasy between your legs. Is he really trying to make you finish all the way? The daunting thought makes you tense again automatically.
"I… I can't–!"
He shakes his head, cutting you off with a brief but firm kiss to your lips. "Yes, you can. You… you're a good boy! A good boy who deserves to feel really good. Now just let it go and feel good for me. You can take a hit to the face like nothing, so you can do this."
His voice sounds so much deeper than normal right now. His hips shift forward again, rubbing himself shaft between your legs in a way that makes you brace against the wall again for strength. As you stare down, the sight of Junpei's feet standing outside your own makes your heart skip several beats. When he brings the showerhead nearer, changing the setting to jet instead of stream, your eyes nearly roll back entirely.
"Oh, fu-uck!"
Your knees wobble again in place but he holds you tight, too determined to let you fall now that you're getting so close. At least he hopes that you are. You've never made any of these sounds before, and Junpei can't deny it's exciting him in a selfish way too. Feeling you wiggle and squirm within his grasp is so much more stimulating than any of the adult videos he watched online. Hearing the way your voice breaks when your most sensitive place is touched and sprayed makes his jaw clench tight in concentration. Your lighter whimpers and throaty moans alert him where and how you like to be teased and touched. In the steam of the shower, he can feel sweat beading at his temple but he doesn't dare stop yet.
"I want you to cum. Please just relax and leave everything to me. You can trust me with all of you." Junpei moans, pressing another slow and gentle kiss behind your ear, taking your lobe between his teeth to suck on it.
Suddenly your face grows unbearably hot. Your hands wrap around Junpei's wrist pinned between your hips, teetering on whether or not to push it away or pull it against you harder until his quiet murmurs of encouragement against your cheek eventually overcomes your nervousness. When he feels your resistance lessen and your body relaxes in his embrace, Junpei returns to rocking his fingers back and forth in a smooth motion. Following through little by little, progresses until you feel a very new sensation as he teases his way into you. Your face scrunches but it doesn't appear to be a pained expression, and the sound you make definitely isn't a protest of any kind as his fingers tease you open.
"Do you want it inside? I won't unless you ask for it… but I think you'll like it. And if you don't, we'll find something else that works for you. I promise."
His voice is a hoarse whisper, begging for you to say anything back. His longest finger swishes back and forth in a steady motion. Your panting and the sound of the water falling over your bodies drowns out the rest of the world.
"O..Okay. You can try," you manage to squeak out in a small voice.
Recognizing your bravery, Junpei moves slowly, not rushing this at all for you. WHen you begin to tense up, he shushes you softly and kisses your face repeatedly.
"It's okay. Just think about how good I make you feel. Okay? Focus on that and nothing else, not even what I want… Only you."
With each comforting word he slips his touch forward, letting your heat envelope him easily. Your breath hitches when you realize it happened without any panic from you. Steadily he rocks his touch in and out until your mouth falls open in heavy gasps.
"Hah…hah..nnghhhhh..Jun-pei.."
"You like it, right? I thought you might. Do you want to try a little more?" His thumb clicks the nozzle until a single jet sprays above where he's touching.
This time all sounds fail you as your head flings back. No noises escape your strained throat as your entire body seems to vibrate at once.
"Is it too much? Do you want me to stop?" He asks, suddenly concerned, but the vigorous shaking of your head keeps his hands in place despite your strangled noises.
"St..stay there. Oh, fu–" Your leg straightens so hard that Junpei has to readjust his hold around your middle.
"Careful," he chides with a gratified smile, slipping fingers through yours to keep you upright.
"Sit on the edge so you can relax, baby."
Baby..? your brain repeats.. Is that you? Your face flashes with heat and you find yourself sitting down as suggested. Why did that word sway you so much? You aren't the only one who took notice of it either. The way your eyes flutter and your lips part to pant heavier as the powerful jet hits you again has Junpei hypnotized in place. You're truly enjoying this. It's undeniable now. He licks his lips and drops to his knees in front of you. That sweet word fumbles from him again, seeing how much you love to hear it.
"I've got you, baby. Just leave everything to me. My baby…" he repeats, smiling when he sees how you blush from the endearment.
Fuck! How is he making you this flustered with a dumb petname?
"Ah! Jun– Junpei! Oh, my god! There, right there please please!" you hiss in a desperate whisper as water splashes between your thighs.
"I've got you. I won't move," he promises, giving your thighs a tight gripping squeeze. There's nothing that could stop him now. Your pleasure is his only focus, and this vulnerable side of you is so precious to him. The way the water drips in rivers down your hips demands attention.
"Fushiguro… Please let me try something else…. I… I just want to do the same thing you did for me," he practically begs while inching forward on his knees.
His expression turns needful as he stares up at you, waiting for your permission to keep going. You cup his cheek in your palm, still panting for breath as Junpei turns to kiss the inside of your wrist. The push of his tongue circles your pulse, slow and steady enough to wipe your mind free of doubts. There are no words when his hand hefts your leg up over his shoulder, and you utter one last gasp for air as he closes in on you.
"Ah! Oh- that's-Mmm!"
You weren't expecting his mouth to feel as warm as the water had felt, nor his tongue to keep moving in that same circling motion. When you venture a glance down, you see his eyes are closed, brows knit together in concentration. You hear the sound of his kiss upon your skin, unable to hold back his own triumphant moans of satisfaction. The taste of you causes his nails to dig into you, pulling you even closer. He searches for the spot that made you feel so good only moments before, pinpointing it by the jerk of your hips as his tongue seeks it out. He focuses his attention here, looking up to check your reactions and finding you already lost in pleasure. Although he expected to distinguish your taste more from the water itself, it's the suppleness of your flesh that he finds truly addictive. His tongue plays with you, lapping and swishing back and forth, exploring this wonderful part of you. And loving every second.
Your hands grip his damp hair with strength when he returns to the top again, pulling hard to keep him there. You feel him moving his tongue in circles again, tightening his suction to pull an ungodly groan from you. Then he adjusts the spray mode on the shower head, shifting the pressure to blast stronger on you. The reaction is immediate, jerking your entire body in a powerful electrical ripple.
"AH!"
This time your cries echo off the marble tiles so loudly that Junpei switches the power back down immediately only to have your fist close around his. He winces, afraid he's made a mistake at a critical moment for you.
"Sorry.. Did that hurt?" he asks.
But the look in your eyes isn't exactly what he expects when he dares to peer up at you. Your pupils are dilated and your lips are parted as you struggle to catch enough air to say the single word needed in this moment.
"M-more," you plead in a desperate voice.
A happy smile erupts across his face. Yes! he silently cheers. He finally did something that got a big reaction out of you. "Whatever you need."
He fumbles again with the power, returning it to the same place it was before. Losing control of himself, Junpei turns his focus to your soft inner thigh, circling that impossibly supple skin and closing his teeth upon it. Your fist in his hair locks him in place stronger, longing for his bite in such an intimate place. As his fingers flex at an angle, you feel your muscles respond at once before he withdraws, pulling all the way out. The combination rattles your brain. Your body twitches as your head tips backward against the wall with a heavy thunk, murmuring in a combination of ecstasy and gratitude. Then his lips find that special place that revives you in an instant, flooding your body with warm lightning as his tongue circles you. When he releases the pressure of his mouth his fingers slip back inside, feeling the tight spasm of your muscles releasing on their own in fluttering ripples.
"Junpei! Junpei!" You gasp as your entire body shakes in place, huffing his name in ecstasy.
His jaw drops and he stares up at your face as he watches you riding out the waves of your climax. He rocks his fingers back and forth slowly, prolonging these sensations for you until you finally gasp for air and slump down against the edge of the tub.
"S..s'ogood," you babble in a daze. Your legs fold neatly the instant you feel Junpei lowering you to recline against the wall to rest at last.
"I'm so glad. Thank you… for letting me do that for you," he smiles while in a daze of his own.
"I really liked it."
He holds you in his arms, letting the shower head lay on its side in the bottom of the tub. You both sigh happily, still giggling with some residual shyness about what you've just done. He wraps his arms around you, pulling you against his bare chest.
"How was that?"
The smile on your lips only grows as you search for the right words. You can hear his heart pounding and feel the tremble in his fingers as they skate over your skin.
"Incredible," you sigh as your eyes close on their own.
He kisses your forehead, resting his cheek against yours with a satisfied hum. "Good. That's what I wanted for you."
You nuzzle into his chest again, curling your legs up to entwine. A peaceful lull settles over you and you close your eyes. In a matter of minutes, Junpei is astounded to hear a soft snore from you. Did you just pass out in his arms? His smile brightens with pride and he strokes your hair slowly. Left abandoned in the bottom of the tub, the shower head sprays the wall, splashing out and onto the floor. Junpei stretches one foot toward the faucet, pressing with his toe to turn the water off before relaxing back with you in his arms.
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You wake to the sudden shaking of your shoulders and your name being hissed repeatedly.
"Get up! Get up! I heard keys in the front door!"
Your eyes snap open in horror as you realize you're still naked and lying on top of your boyfriend. His lips are pressed in a thin line of fear and urgency.
"Wha? keys?"
Shit! Toji must be home!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" you hiss while snatching up your pants from the floor only to find they're soaked from when you and Junpei were fooling around earlier. The shower curtain had failed to keep all of the water in the tub.
This is a complete nightmare. You trip your way out of the tub, neary slipping on the wet floor as you grab frantically for your clothes. You can hear Junpei following suit behind you, fumbling past the shower curtain with wide eyes and hissing his own profanities at himself under his breath. How could he have fallen asleep? Idiot!
Without waiting to watch his struggle to get dressed, you decide to take the route of distracting Toji should he decide to take his after-work shower right away. If you buy Junpei enough time, maybe he can quietly sneak out the window without being caught.
You tear around the corner the instant you hear the front door close. He barely gives you a second glance despite your clothes being dripping wet.
"Hey," he greets in his tired voice as his keys hit the counter top.
"Hi! How was your day?" you ask brightly.
Toji freezes. Right away, his eyes narrow at you. Since when do you care how his shift went? He takes in your appearance suspiciously.
"Fine… How was school? Or did you play hooky again and waste more of my hard earned tuition money again?"
Ouch. That was unnecessary. It's not like you blew the whole day off.
"For your information, I did go to my classes today but came home early because I wasn't feeling well."
It was a gutsy lie when he's already doubting your story. You can sense your luck flying out the window by the way he's refusing to look away from you.
"Sick, huh? You do look kind of flushed…. What were you doing before I walked in?" He scans the room, searching for anything out of place and sniffing the air suspiciously. You're unsure what he's smelling for, unless he's checking to see if you were smoking in the apartment.
"Nothing! I was just, uh, showering."
"Then why are you so out of breath?"
"Uh…C-cardio?" You attempt weakly.
His eyes narrow again. "Cardio? While you're sick? I don't think so. You're hiding something."
On a mission now, he begins sniffing around again, leaning toward you before stepping past toward your room.
"Hey! Where are you going?" You call loudly, hoping to alert Junpei to hide somewhere before he's found.
He flings your bedroom door open, scanning the room until he finds wet footprints in your carpet. Footprints leading right to your closet. His fist closes around the doorknob and he slowly opens the door.
"Hello, S-Sensei. Uh, how was your day?" Junpei greets with a delirious airheaded smile. His hair is still wet, as are his clothes he hastily threw on while bumbling around in your closet.
Toji scowls with a dangerous edge in his voice. "Excuse me, but do you live here?"
Junpei gulps loud enough for even you to hear it. "Umm… N-no. I was… just about to leave."
Casting one last angry glare back your way before stepping clear of the closet, Toji allows him to exit. Sheepishly, your boyfriend steps past you, giving your arm the briefest little squeeze as he hurries past.
Still unamused, Toji shouts after him, "Both of you need to quit sneaking around already. You're not good at it!"
It's nearly impossible to stifle your laughter as he glowers at you again, looking unamused by whatever it is that was happening while he was gone. You follow Junpei out to hurriedly tell him goodbye, sneaking just one more kiss before he grabs his shoes and takes off out the front door.
"See you tomorrow," he whispers with fully pink cheeks.
The door closes and you lean against it, bracing yourself while biting your lip in disbelief. Toji hollers your name suddenly, snapping you out of your afterglow.
"What the hell did you do?! Why is the entire bathroom flooded?!"
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To be continued...