From Me To You

by CrypticBeans

Toshinori likes to believe he's seen it all. That he's seen all there could be. And yet nothing prepared him for the day he was invited over to none other than Hizashi and Shouta's home where his life is flipped upside down.

5. Lovemaking, A Tenderness and True Love

Toshinori felt like a new man. It was impossible, he knew, to be a new man but that was how he felt. There was a euphoria that chased after him like a dog after a stick; it was relentless and hounding him. There was a spring to his step that he couldn't hide no matter how hard he tried too. There was a joy in his chest that had him smiling easier with little effort behind it. There was a happiness that sparkled in his chest relentlessly leaving him absolutely breathless.

There was simply so much joy, so much happiness, that he felt that he was drowning under the emotions that came after him. Emotions that swelled, spilled, and drowned him when he had a moment alone. There was nothing he wanted more than to relish in the emotions while he had them. It had been so long since he had been so euphoric, so joyful, so happy about receiving physical affection. Hizashi had been in the same boat as himself; the blonde looked so damn happy.

Positively radiant and he swore the blonde had never looked more beautiful in all the time he'd known him. There were spots of color that popped beautifully on his cheeks when he managed to catch those eyes. A shimmer that made those green irises shine like emeralds at him. A wide, beaming smile on his lips that had his heart jumping in his chest to have aimed his way. There was an infectious joy that bounced between the two of them that left him with butterflies that ripped savagely through him.

Admiring the beauty of his boyfriend, the euphoria that clung to him, he couldn't help but feel pride. He made Hizashi that happy. He made his boyfriend smile so wide with those beautiful spots of pink on his cheeks. He was the reason that his boyfriend was just as euphoric as himself. There moments alone were filled with hands in his own, lips on his face, and pecking kisses that he returned to the blonde who crawled into his lap.

How amazing it was to hold Hizashi in his arms as they spent their afternoons grading together in the dining room. To finish it then turning in to the bedroom where the blonde would cuddle up to him. There was nothing he adored more than holding his boyfriend close to him; there was a need, a desire, to hold Hizashi closer. To have him right there in his arms with lips fluttering along his jawline while hands kneaded at him gently.

His afternoons with Hizashi were absolutely amazing. While they did sit down together to do their grading together, the moments in the bedroom or on the couch were his favorite. When he got to have those soft, warm lips on his own. Hands that touched him so gently but insistently that it left him with a fluttering stomach and spinning head. It was so easy to lose himself in a cup of tea and a cuddle with his blonde boyfriend.

There was nothing he looked forward to more than their afternoons together while Shouta ran patrols or stayed after work to get some papers done. Of course, the afternoons where all three of them spent time together were his favorites. There was nothing he loved more than to be cuddled up in between both of his boyfriends. When Hizashi was cuddling up hesitantly, carefully, against his injured side while Shouta cuddled up to his good side was absolutely amazing.

When he got to wrap his arms around the both of them as heads rested on his shoulders as they cuddled closer. Arms crossed lazily over his stomach with fingers plucking at his sweater as both men curled into him. The soft kisses he got to his neck or jaw, his shoulder or cheek, that he was eager to return were amazing. He loved pressing kisses to the top of Shouta's head where those black curls brushed his face with that musky vanilla scent that clung to him.

Or when he turned his head to kiss the top of Hizashi's head only to catch that citrus scent that had him melting into the back of the couch. And then, of course, there were the sleep overs where he got to cuddle up to Shouta while Hizashi spooned him from behind. There was nothing he adored more than those nights together. The afternoons spent with both of his boyfriends was something he absolutely adored more than anything.

Any time spent with them was something that he wanted to relish in. And yet, it surprised him when Shouta had admitted at their weekly meeting with the therapist that he wanted more time with him. He'd thought he'd been balancing both men out, giving them both the time alone that they wanted. But he'd felt his chest ache when Shouta pointed out during their session that the past few weeks, he'd been wrapped up in Hizashi. That he'd been spending most of his time with the other blonde.

It was true that, in a strange way, he'd been wrapped up in the blonde but he'd felt awful. He wanted to spend more time with Shouta, he wanted him to feel just as loved and needed, which led to a compromise while in therapy. That, much like the afternoons he spent with Hizashi, that he would start spending afternoons with Shouta as well. That he would stop by after school and they'd spend the afternoon together. It was a nice compromise; one that he absolutely adored.

One that worked out perfectly for the both of them when they got to spend an hour or two working together only to have Shouta's feet stretching out to play footsies with him under the table. Something he had never imagined Shouta doing but he'd adored it. And then there was the way the black-haired man curled into his side when they ended up on the couch. There was something about the prelude that always had his heart jumping in his chest when Shouta was close to him.

Unlike Hizashi who always made his intentions clear, Shouta seemed to work up to everything slowly. Gradually. Starting with idle kisses that seemed to come at random intervals. Kisses that crawled up to his jawline where lips fluttered over it when fingers came up to tilt his head away from the TV. And then those full, lightly chapped lips would be coming down on his own. he would happily lose himself to an hour or two with the black-haired man with those lips on his.

It was this realization in therapy that made him truly take into account how much time he spent with Hizashi. How they'd been glued to the hip and he wanted to do whatever he could to give his other boyfriend all the attention in the world. Anything to make Shouta just as happy as himself and Hizashi. While he and Hizashi never said out loud they'd made love, he had the sneaking suspicion that Shouta already knew. That somehow, someway, the black-haired man knew that they had.

Had Hizashi told him? Or was it only guesses on Shouta's part? He had not a clue but it was honestly somewhat of a relief that Shouta seemed to know. That he understood what had taken place. And while he wanted to talk to Shouta about it, some part of him was holding back. For what? He had not a clue. But he didn't know if Hizashi wanted him to talk about the two of them making love. The last thing he wanted was to embarrass or shame Hizashi somehow.

And yet where did that leave him with Shouta? If the black-haired man knew then did, he have to tell him? Did he have to talk about it? It was a fine line situation that he had no clue on. One that was to be treated delicately, tactfully, and with a sense of decorum he needed to find. Needed to figure out. After all, Shouta deserved to be in the know. Deserved to understand that he was wanted and desired on the same level that he wanted Hizashi.

He didn't know what to say but all he wanted was for Shouta to understand that he was wanted and desired the same way that Hizashi was. It was just about timing. Pulling into the drive way, Toshinori couldn't deny he felt that excitement fluttering in his chest. An excitement that threatened to burst into that all-consuming, choking emotion that he had come to recognize during his time with Hizashi. He pulled into the space where Hizashi and Shouta's car would be.

It was still back in the parking lot at the school still. Hizashi had initially invited him over for the three of them to spend some quality time when the blonde had to cancel. Apparently, the blonde was behind on some work that needed to be done and had a shorter deadline than he'd realized. While his first instinct had been to take it as a loss, he had fought the urge to do so. After all, he had been spending afternoons with Shouta lately and he found that he adored their time together one-on-one.

Just the same way he adored their time with all three of them together. Rather than letting it be a loss, he had merely turned to his black-haired boyfriend who had smiled softly. A tiny smile but the sparkle to that dark eye spoke volumes to him when he then said he would merely spend the afternoon with Shouta. That he would stay for dinner and then they could discuss him possibly sleeping over. Hizashi had seemed thrilled at the idea of them having dinner together.

Even Shouta seemed pleased that he would be staying that long. It was so easy to make both of his boyfriends happy and at the end of the day, that's all he wanted. For them to be happy. For them to feel that he wanted to spend time with them. He couldn't deny that the idea of spending time with Shouta had put a flutter to his stomach that was undeniable. A nervousness. They had both been getting more and more carried away when they were alone together.

Plenty of times where Shouta would swing himself into his lap or he would be gently coaxed into Shouta's. When he was held impossibly close by the black-haired man while hands slid along his waist and slipped up his back. When hips would begin rocking together with hands touching him so tenderly while he held onto the black-haired man. Letting his hands slip beneath the hem of his sweaters to touch the warmth of his skin while those full lips slid against his own.

There was so much he adored about his afternoons with Hizashi but the afternoons with Shouta? They were growing steamy. Hot. And he knew that it was only about time that he brought up the topic of making love with the black-haired man. There was nothing he wanted more than to bring it up with his boyfriend yet he still felt strangely shy. Still felt apprehensive about it but he knew the talk was coming.

With each afternoon he spent in Shouta's lap, with his hands on his skin as they traced his hips, his ribs, his back and touched him so gently? Well, he knew it was coming. It was all about bringing it up at the right time. Everything, it seemed, was about timing. And so, he happily contented himself to the afternoons he spent with his boyfriends either one-on-one or together. He couldn't deny that afternoons with Shouta were proving to be something interesting. Hot.

While Hizashi never pushed him to make love again, he couldn't deny he wants too. More than anything does he want to make love with his blonde boyfriend again. But first, he wanted to take that step with Shouta. It was only fair that he takes that step with the black-haired man as well and bridge the gap that they'd been inching closer and closer too. Never quite crossing that line but growing closer to it with each passing day.

Today he knew he needed to have that talk with Shouta whether he was embarrassed or not. He needed to at least talk to his boyfriend about it. About what he wanted. Taking a breath to soothe the excitement fluttering in his chest, he patted his pockets. Making sure that his phone and wallet were securely pushed into his pockets, he turned the car off putting its idle vibrations to rest. He then pulled the keys from the ignition and stuffed them into his pocket.

He then unbuckled his seatbelt which zipped across his chest and rattled against the window with a deafening hit. He turned in his seat, tugging the handle and pushing the door open as he slid out into the frigid air. The sound of his shoes on the cement was deafening as he pressed the button on his door to lock the other doors with a unanimous lock. He then made sure his door was also locked. He slammed the door shut then walked forward across the small gap of drive way to the front walkway.

His heart was a wildly beating thing in his chest that had him swallowing against the nerves that fluttered. That wreaked havoc on him as he made his way forward up the walk way. There was nothing he wanted more than to simply turn around and go back home. However, he knew he had to do this. He knew he needed to get this done and to have this talk with his boyfriend. There was no point in avoiding it when he knew exactly what Shouta wanted from him.

He'd never said out loud that he and Hizashi made love but he wouldn't doubt it if Hizashi told the black-haired man. It wouldn't be the wildest thing if he had. The sounds of his steps on the concrete of the front walkway were deafening in the frigid air as he stuffed his hands into his coat pockets. Fiddling with the items there when he caught the distinct click of locks being flipped as he approached the door.

And then, his heart jumping into his throat, when the door swung open with Shouta revealing himself as he leaned against the door. A soft smile curled over those full lips as the door opened itself wider to which he put a pep to his step. If this had been Hizashi, the blonde would have run outside to greet him; bare feet and all. There was a glow to that dark eye of Shouta's as he made his way forward to kill the gap in between them.

Happily, he rushed up to the door where Shouta shifted out of the way to allow him in. Walking into the front hall, Shouta shut the door behind him when he turned on his feet to face the black-haired man. And then arms were coming up to slide around his shoulders as Shouta hugged him tightly. He felt heat tickle across his cheeks as he curled his arms around the black-haired man's waist and squeezed him close as he bowed his head down to bury into his shoulder.

Inhaling that musky vanilla scent that he so adored. He felt Shouta nuzzling his face into the side of his neck as he buried his own face into his shoulder when he felt the black-haired man nuzzling at him. Arms tight around his shoulders, the feel of Shouta in his own arms felt so good. Shouta always felt good in his arms. He tightened his arms around the black-haired man's waist to hold him tightly to him with a soft, pleased hum leaving his boyfriend in response to his tightening hold.

He squeezed the man gently with arms squeezing him back in response before he felt Shouta shifting backwards slightly. Fingers toyed with the ends of his hair when full lips were pressing softly to his jaw then crawling up to his cheek. Soft kisses that had his stomach fluttering viciously when he tightened his arms around his boyfriend's waist. Holding him tightly with fingers tugging playfully on his hair again as those full lips pressed into his cheek in a soft kiss.

Then he got a gentle nuzzle that had his cheeks flooding with heat as a smile twitched at his lips. Shouta may not be like his husband and run out to greet him but his greetings were warm, sweet, and something he adored all the more. He held Shouta tightly with the black-haired man letting out another of those soft and pleased hums into his cheek. Arms tightening around him before the black-haired man pulled back with that soft smile curling over full lips.

A warm glow to that dark eye of his and even that soft, gray sightless right eye of his managed to glow warmly at him. Squeezing the man impossibly close to him with hands tugging at his hair gently. Wanting him impossibly close as he dragged that all too familiar vanilla scent down into his lungs. How quickly it was becoming one of his favorite scents in the world. He absolutely adored that musky, biting vanilla scent of his boyfriend's cologne. Of his soaps. It was a familiar scent that he absolutely adored.

"Hello, sweetheart." Shouta murmured with fingers curling and toying with the ends of his hair as arms tightened around his shoulders. The black-haired man was popping up on his toes slightly with arms tight around him. There was nothing he adored more than this man and his gentle, quiet affection as fingers tugged at his hair again. "How was the drive over? Did you bring your duffel bag with you? I know it's a bit up in the air about whether you're staying the night or not but better to be prepared, isn't it?"

His heart was flying against his chest at the low murmur of Shouta's voice as he tightened his arms around him then slid his hands up to caress his back gently with black-haired man humming softly at him in response to his gentle touch. God, there's nothing he loves more than the nicknames his boyfriends gave to him. Nicknames he adores. "Hello to you too, honey. The drive was fine, I did bring my duffel with me and I'm ready for a night over with the two of you. Just on the off-chance I'd be staying."

"Smart man you are. I know that Hizashi will be absolutely agreeing to you spending the night with us." Shouta's fingers sank into his hair then to scratched gently at his head with arms tightening around him as they began to sway slightly side to side. A gentle sway that had him humming when he got another soft scratch. "To be quite fair, I also want you to spend the night tonight with us, sweetheart. I love having you tucked in the middle between us and so does Zashi. I adore your sleep overs."

"So do I! Do you know when Zashi will be home to join us?" He questioned with that gentle swaying working to calm the way his heart skipped against his chest but it didn't stop his ruined stomach from fluttering wildly. From wreaking absolute havoc on him as he twisted his fingers idly into Shouta's sweater. "I ask just so that we can have an accurate timeline of when to get started on dinner, you know? It's important for Eri to have a hot meal too after her afternoon activities."

That soft smile on Shouta's lips became a warm, sweet things that had his heart stumbling over its beats when he tightened his arms instinctively around him. Tugging idly at his sweater when the black-haired man tightened his arms around his shoulders with the black-haired man humming before licking his lips. "Zashi is working until six. Eri gets home around five o'clock which means we've two glorious hours to ourselves. We can spend this afternoon however we want, sweetheart."

Something about Shouta's voice, about the way that he said that, had his stomach fluttering viciously. Something akin to that stage fright he'd felt with Hizashi threatened to swarm him but he choked it down the best he could. To keep it off of his hot face. And then Shouta's right arm slid over his shoulder with fingers gently pinching the zipper and working it down over his chest. "I think we can absolutely find ways to entertain ourselves this afternoon, honey."

"You know, you calling me honey implies I might be sweet on you." He couldn't help grinning at Shouta's playful tone as they continued to sway together as fingers worked his zipper down to his stomach. Nearing the bottom when fingers tugged on his hair gently before letting go. Hands moving to grab the sides of his coat to work it from his shoulders where they pooled at his elbows when that smile widened on Shouta's lips. Adoring. Sweet. "Though, I guess in a way you could say I am sweet on you, huh?"

It had him chuckling as he uncurled his arms from around Shouta's waist to shake his arms gently. Allowing his boyfriend to pull his coat off of his arms as he then shifted to step on the heels of his shoes to work his feet free. One foot at a time while Shouta turned then to hang his coat up. He bent over to pick up his shoes which Shouta took from him to slide into the cubby. "You are sweet on me, no one would do that so happily. Don't go being embarrassed just because you are. I'm pretty sweet on you too, honey."

This had a mischievous smile curling on those full lips as he held his hands out towards the black-haired man who stepped forward again. Two steps taken and the black-haired man was back into his arms with arms sliding around his shoulders. Fingers brushing over his hair gently as they began to sway together once more with arms tight around him. "That's a good thing then that you're sweet on me too. Tell me, Nori, how do you want to spend our afternoon together? Is there something in particular you want?"

"Mmmm, we do both have grading that needs to be graded and handed back by Friday." He slid his hands along Shouta's lower back, rolling his fingers into him with the black-haired man humming softly at him with arms squeezing around his shoulders. Holding onto him with the black-haired man swaying side to side with his arms tight around his shoulders. "However, if you want, we could simply take some time to relax? And tonight, we can sit down, all three of us, and get to work on grading?"

"I think that sounds lovely." Shouta replied with fingers drifting over his hair again with a caress that had him melting into the black-haired man's hold as they continued to sway. And then Shouta was looking up at him from under those black lashes of his. Full lips pressing together slightly as brows twitched together before his head was tilting slightly to the side with lips parting. A quiet breath being taken when Shouta then tightened his arms around him. "Nori, there's something that I want to ask you about."

"You can ask me anything, honey, you know that." He murmured back when a small smile twitched onto Shouta's lips. It was a cautious thing, a nervousness to the black-haired man's gaze that had him tightening his arms around him. Sliding his hands up his back which had his boyfriend taking a slow, deep breath when he tilted his own head at his boyfriend. "What is that you want to ask me about? I'm always going to be an open book, no matter the question, so don't be afraid to ask it."

"You made love with Zashi." Five words. Five little words but it had heat flooding his face with his mouth dropping open slightly with a wheezing exhale leaving himself. He stared at his boyfriend who tightened his arms around his shoulders with black lashes fluttering at him as he blinked when a hand smoothed over his hair. "I'm not upset! I'm not angry or disappointed, I just wanted you to know that I know. That I know you made love with him. But at the same time, I just want to ask you but do you- I mean, can you see yourself-"

"Making love with you? Of course I can!" He tightened his arms around his boyfriend, squeezing the man close to him as a hand slid over his shoulder with the other petting his hair. Those mismatched eyes were looking to him; almost as if Shouta could see out of his blinded right eye. Staring at him with a vulnerability he'd never seen in his boyfriend before as he held him close. "Shouta, I can absolutely see myself making love with you! I wanted to talk to you about it, actually, because I didn't want you to feel left out!"

Those black lashes fluttered again before Shouta was leaning his head forward against his shoulder with a low chuckle leaving the man. He slid his hands along his boyfriend's back as he held him tightly when he felt a hand running over his hair again when Shouta let out a trembling breath. A laugh? He had not a clue what it was but it had his heart jumping in his chest. "You were going to mention it, huh? I've been thinking on it myself, I did pry into Zashi, and I've been, ah, thinking on it? Is that the right thing to say?"

"Of course it is! Shouta, I can promise you that I've truly thought of making love with you! It's been on my mind for a bit! And more than anything, I'd love to make love to you! It's been feeling like we've been working up to it lately and I wanted to talk to you!" He squeezed the black-haired man gently when he kissed the top of his head when their swaying came to a stop. "I made love to Zashi, yes, but I want to make love to you too! I want nothing more than to make love with you!"

There was a moment of silence. Something that weighed heavily on his chest where his heart was beating frantically, wildly, with his ruined stomach fluttering when Shouta pressed his forehead to his shoulder. And then it was raising up with a look of determination; as if he'd resolved something when arms tightened around him. "Do you really want too? Because I know I want too with you. I've been thinking about it since I got it out of Zashi that you two made love. Would you make love with me, Nori?"

Would he? His heart was a flying thing against his chest when he swallowed against the tight nervousness in his throat as he squeezed his arms around Shouta instinctively. He wanted nothing more than to make love with Shouta. He'd been thinking about it for so long it left him feeling strangely dizzy. Light-headed. His heart throbbed in his chest. His cheeks burned with what he knew to be an unflattering blush when he licked his lips before speaking. "I would love nothing more than to make love with you, Shouta!"

"Then can we?" He blinked at the black-haired man's question when he felt his boyfriend shifting. Pressing tightly against him which had him stumbling to catch up to the black-haired man's request as his face burned with a fresh blush at the realization. What that question meant as he felt his lips trembling, moving silently, as he clung to his boyfriend who took a shaking breath then letting it out slowly with arms tightening around him. "I just- I don't see why we should wait. We have the house to ourselves and I want you."

"I want you too." He breathed out with his hands sliding up Shouta's back when he swallowed before twisting his fingers into his boyfriend's sweater. Holding onto him the only way that he possibly could as he then fidgeted. He was going to make love with Shouta right now? Right this second? It had his heart jumping in his throat wildly where it beat savagely. Wildly. He swallowed then tightened his hold on Shouta with his face burning hotly as he watched spots of red bloom on his boyfriend's cheeks. "Do you really want me? Right now?"

"Of course I do, you idiot. I want you and I need you just as much as I want and need Hizashi." And then arms were sliding from around his shoulders to curl around his midsection instead as those black lashes fluttered in a blink with mismatched eyes staring up at him intently. His full lips parting slightly before he was twisting forward to press against him with arms tightening around him. "I want you bad. Very bad, sweetheart, and I'd love nothing more than to spend our afternoon together making love. Would you?"

God, did it always feel so hard to breathe? Excitement ripped into his chest leaving him feeling woozy as he clung onto his boyfriend who held him tightly. Securely. There was nothing he wanted more than to hold onto this man. To slide his arms around him and hold on while he had the chance. To make love to Shouta was all he'd ever fantasized about. Dreamed about. Just like with Hizashi. "I'm-I'm not fully prepared, I mean I'm empty! But it's just I didn't, um, take the time to be thorough with it?"

"That's more than fine with me, sweetheart. I'll take good care of you the entire time, okay? Because sex is about feeling good together, and feeling that pleasure together. If you're not feeling it then there's no point to making love." Arms squeezed him gently with the black-haired man then smiling softly at him with hands sliding along his back. Just like his own hands had been doing mere minutes ago when Shouta leaned up to kiss his jaw softly as arms tightened around him. "Let's go make love, yeah? Is that too far?"

"Not far at all! I'd love to spend our afternoon making love together!" He breathed out when he tightened his arms around Shouta who squeezed him gently with all the adoration in the world shimmering in that handsome face of his. He uncurled an arm from around his waist to touch that red cheek then tucking his hair behind his ear as he caressed the shell of his ear gently. "I'm more than comfortable, more than eager, to make love with you Shouta. Just go easy on me, yeah?"

Shouta nodded at him with all the warmth in the world shimmering in those mismatched eyes of his. Arms slid from around him to wrap around his waist as he was spun on his feet to face the kitchen doorway. And together they walked forward with socked feet thudding gently over the floor. His ruined stomach fluttered viciously with that strange rush of stage fright. As if he were about to perform for a role he had no clue he was in. It was damn near overwhelming thinking of exposing himself again.

He swallowed with his jaw tightening briefly as their thudding steps filled the quiet of the home. Allowing Shouta to usher him down the hallway into the kitchen. He wrapped his arm around the black-haired man's waist, much like the arm around his, and he squeezed the man to his side gently. In a matter of minutes, they'd be making love and God if that didn't have his stomach fluttering. If it didn't have him feeling so worried he felt sick off of the rush of emotion in his chest.

He was going to make love with Shouta. It was like a fantasy having life breathed into it; how many nights had he imagined this? How many nights had he stayed up wondering what it'd be like to lay beneath him? To feel his hips gently striking against him? To have that musky vanilla scent wrapped around him as he huffed it down? To have those dry hands sliding over his skin? Far, far too many nights had he imagined it. Fantasized it.

And now here he was, about to get his wish come true as he clung to his boyfriend. Skimming past the freezer down the small hallway that would lead to Hizashi and Shouta's bedroom. It had his heart jumping in his chest with sickening beats; thudding, thudding, thudding away at his chest like a fist pounding at him. Trying to leap out of his chest that fluttered with his quick breaths. He tried to keep them quiet as they walked down that small hallway together.

Then he felt Shouta's hand knead gently at his waist. Comforting. Familiar. He kept moving his feet despite his wobbly legs that threatened to kick out from beneath him if he wasn't careful. Shouta's arm kept him up when they approached the bedroom doors, nudging them open and stepping into the softly lit bedroom. Light pouring through the window to light it up just enough to be comfortable. He found himself stepping forward, leaving Shouta's arm behind.

He fought to keep his knees from knocking together when he looked to the bed. Swallowing the nerves choking in his throat, he padded over to the big bed of theirs. Running his hand over the blanket as the bedroom doors thudded together gently with the metallic click of the lock being flipped ringing out. He fought the urge to turn around to face Shouta. Instead, he merely climbed up onto the bed with his fingers holding onto the blankets beneath him.

Listening to the black-haired man moving behind him. Crawling to the center of the bed, he turned around to face his boyfriend who was padding over to the bed with a look of excitement glittering in that dark eye of his. However, his face revealed none of that excitement; only a tenderness to it that had his heart leaping right up to his throat. He felt his stomach fluttering wildly in response to that expression pinching at his boyfriend's face when Shouta's knees hit the edge of the bed.

Causing it to bounce lightly before the black-haired man crawled up. He watched Shouta move as he climbed onto the bed that dipped beneath his weight as the black-haired man crawled up on the bed towards him. His thighs pressed together, his feet pressing to the bed with his knees bent up slightly as Shouta crawled forward and he felt his heart was ready to jump out of his throat. He shuddered with his hands reaching for the black-haired man.

Watching Shouta crawl forward with a hand gently nudging his knee apart to separate his thighs. His breath caught in his throat as Shouta crawled between them with hands planting onto the bed as he was coaxed backwards. Pushed back lightly until he let himself fall back to sprawl over the bed with the black-haired man looking down at him with lashes fluttering slightly. There was a smoldering desire in that dark eye of his making it appear all the darker. Richer.

There were spots of red popping on the man's cheeks as black curls spilled over his shoulders. Framing his face as curls brushed at those red cheeks when he noted the way his Adam's Apple bobbed in a swallow. There was a look of intense concentration on the black-haired man's face that had him smiling up at the man when he lifted his hands up to touch his shoulders. Pulling him down, he curled his arms around those broad shoulders of his.

His hand lifting up to caress those black curls he so adored when the black-haired man lowered himself down. Angling himself down carefully to keep too much pressure from being pushed onto his side. He pressed his head back into the bed to tip his face up with his lips parting slightly with a tingle to them. A tingle that had him shifting when Shouta's head dipped down with curls spilling over his shoulders. And then, much to his delight, those full lips were coming down on his own.

Pressing firmly against his, hands digging into the bed, he happily returned that press with his own as his lashes fluttered shut. The familiar scent of Shouta's vanilla cologne was dragged down into his good lung with each gulping breath he took when those full lips then slid against his own. And he jumped to move his lips against Shouta's as he tightened his arms around the black-haired man's shoulders.

Running his hand over those black curls again adoringly with lips sliding against his slowly, gently with all the tenderness in the world to get him melting into the bed. He twisted his fingers into Shouta's hair to cup the back of his head as lips slid against his slowly. Adoringly. He returned those kisses without a drop of hesitation as he tightened his arms around Shouta's shoulders. A trembling sigh fanning over his warm cheek as he moved his lips against Shouta's.

Kisses that had his heart jumping in his chest wildly as he felt a hand touch his waist gently while the bed dip from the weight being leaned onto the other hand. A dry, rough hand on his waist caressing him gently before sliding down to run his hand along his thigh with lips sliding against his own. He couldn't deny he felt like he was stumbling five steps behind but God if he wasn't excited. If he didn't feel his heart jumping in his chest wildly at the thought of making love with Shouta.

When the black-haired man had confessed mere seconds ago to wanting to make love this afternoon it hadn't clicked. Hadn't really settled into his head that Shouta wants him right now. Right this second. But now that he was here, on his back with those lips sliding gently against his own? Kisses that made his ruined stomach flutter as his boyfriend leaned down against him cautiously? Well, it was all too easy to see how Shouta wanted him. How he needed him.

And fuck, he felt that same pull. That same need. He'd been thinking about sex with Shouta forever now; had been for years. He was more than ready to take this step with his boyfriend who kissed him with that tender passion as he held onto the black-haired man above him. Wanting Shouta had always been a subconscious thing; something that throbbed in the background when he was admiring those black curls.

When he was toying with them as they bounced lightly when he would tug and let go. When he was watching those full lips moving as he spoke. When he got to admire the smooth length of his throat as his capture weapon was unwinding. When he got to admire the physique of his boyfriend that was hidden somehow by his hero costume. There was something absolutely aweing about watching Shouta and feeling that desire thrumming in the background.

Throbbing. A quiet note that pulsed, pulsed, pulsed like he was pressing on a bruise. It was something that came as natural as breathing. Wanting this man was the most natural thing in his life. He needed Shouta, wanted him, just as badly as he wanted and needed Hizashi. He'd never needed two men more in his life. Never wanted, desired, and lusted after two men so fervently as he did with his boyfriends. The fact that the world somehow gave him this amazing oppurtunity would never cease to amaze him.

That not one but two younger men wanted him? Needed him? It still awed him. Still left him slack-jawed. Moving his lips against Shouta's, he began to twirl black curls around his fingers with gentle tugs that had a breath trembling over his cheek. There was nothing he adored more than feeling Shouta twisting down closer against him. Mindful of his scarred side, like always, when he felt the hand on his thigh squeezing. Kneading at him gently.

He shuddered with his lips moving against Shouta's when he felt that lazy drag becoming something slow but easy to follow. Not quite quick but something idle; something easy to follow with as he moved his lips in response to those changed speed. He clung to his boyfriend with his hand tugging at those black curls he had wrapped around his fingers which had the black-haired man above him shuddering. Twisting against him with nudging at him before pressing down tightly against him.

An action that had him twitching at the zap of heat up his back. He clung to the black-haired man with his fingers tugging on those black curls again with the black-haired man letting out a sharp, long breath. It fanned over his cheek as lips slid against his. Kissed with that tender passion that he was more than eager to return to his boyfriend. The drag of those full, plush lips against his were unlike anything he'd ever had before. Where Hizashi's lips were a bit thinner and softer, Shouta's were full and plush.

He loved both men and their lips on his. He loves the kisses that he received from Shouta and the kisses he received from Hizashi. They were kisses that left him coming back for more, more, more. It was like he was being infected with that over enthusiasm that both of his boyfriends seemed to possess. They always seemed so eager just to touch him. He shared in that eagerness, he couldn't deny that. He was always eager at the oppurtunity to run his hand over those silky blonde locks.

To tug on the black curls he had wrapped around his fingers. He shivered at the firm press of his boyfriend who squeezed at his thigh again before his hand began to move calmly up and down. Kneading at his thigh gently with fingers squeezing at him with just enough pressure to get him shivering again at the strength in that hand. It was so easy to remember how much stronger both of his boyfriends were. A strength that displayed itself so many times without even trying it seemed.

A strength that left him in awe. He tightened his arms around his boyfriend with his fingers tugging at those black curls adoringly. Squirming in his place beneath the black-haired man who kneaded at his thigh before sweeping his hand up to touch his hip. His thumb moving to roll soothing circles into it with lips sliding against his with that new speed of theirs. An idle, casual speed as he admired those full lips of his.

How they dragged against his own so perfectly it left him utterly breathless. Left him eager for another kiss, another drag of those lips against his. Another caress. It had him shuddering when he felt his heart throb in his chest with hard beats against his chest. Thudding, thudding, thudding. It was hard to believe that, together, they came to the choice of lovemaking this afternoon. It was sudden but as he laid out beneath Shouta, he had no other desire than to indulge in this.

Than to have the black-haired man inside of him when he'd been spending years fantasizing about it. Dreaming about what it'd be like. He clung to his boyfriend when he uncurled his right arm from around his shoulders to curl around his side to slide his hand up and down along his back. Loving how Shouta arched and squirmed above him before pressing down against him gently. Sweetly.

It had him shuddering with his breaths catching in his throat slightly before shuddering out of him on a sigh with his fingers dragging over the material of his sweater. Sliding his hand up and down, up and down, up and down while the hand on his hip squeezed with that thumb rolling into him comfortingly with lips sliding against his own. He was in heaven. They hadn't done a damn thing yet and he was already floating in his own head.

Flying at a height that felt impossible as he clung to the black-haired man above him while moving his hand up and down his back. Tugging on those black curls with his left hand gently to get that back arching again when he tugged harder. Firmer. Loving the quiet sound that slipped out of the black-haired man in response when his back arched beneath his sliding hand. There was nothing he wanted more than to make sure Shouta felt good with him.

Moving his lips against those full ones, clinging to his boyfriend in response when he pressed his thighs to his waist with a restless rub. Loving how Shouta's breath fanned over his cheek as he moved his lips against those full ones when he realized they'd gotten nothing. Not the wipes, not the lube, not the condom. It had him groaning quietly at the thought of parting but he knew it would be necessary to grab those items.

He tightened his arms around Shouta, however, even if the man didn't move so much as an inch away from him. Lips pressed harder to his own to get them tingling as he returned that hard press the best that he could as he slid his hand down Shouta's back to toy with the hem of his sweater. Twisting his finger into him uncertainly before flipping it up to touch the warmth of his boyfriend's skin. Sneaking his hand beneath his sweater, goosebumps broke out over his boyfriend's skin beneath his touch.

And he giddily slid his hand up further. Fanning his fingers out as he touched the warmth of his skin. He was so warm. It had him shuddering with his fingers moving to scratch gently at his boyfriend who shuddered above him with another of those low sounds leaving the black-haired man as lips slid against his fervently. Passionately. It had his heart beating wildly against his chest as he returned those kisses with his own fervent passion.

The light smack of their moving lips ringing out into the quiet of the bedroom as he began to lightly drag his nails over Shouta's skin. Tracing out the few scars he'd gotten glimpses of as his boyfriend shuddered above him when he lightly used his nails to do so. Tracing shapes into his skin that had the black-haired man shivering with lips pressing fiercely to his own which he happily returned in kind. Lips moving together with fierce kisses with that sharp smack ringing out.

Breaking up the quiet whisper of their moving lips as they began to move faster. Pressing harder. Sharp kisses that had his heart jumping in his chest and his stomach fluttering wildly as he dragged his nails down the center of Shouta's back. It had hips nudging at him slightly with a low sound leaving the black-haired man who twisted down closer to him. Pressing him into the bed ever so slightly and there's nothing he loves more than that.

Shuddering, he squirmed when hips nudged against him again. A light nudge that had his ruined stomach fluttering wildly as they twisted together with that hand sliding from his hip to slide up his side gently. Pushing his shirt up, the brush of that rough, dry palm against his skin felt absolutely lovely. Amazing. What would it be like to have those rough hands on him while they were making love? What would it feel like to have Shouta hold him tight only to tighten his hold?

To grip onto him tighter in response to his moans? It was an exciting, thrilling thought that had him twisting eagerly beneath his boyfriend as the blanket rustled beneath him. His hips arching up to press against Shouta who let out a soft hum at him with that hand on his side sliding up and down before squeezing at his hip. A tight squeeze before sliding up to caress his waist when he felt hips pressing down tightly against him with another nudge.

Unable to drag that air he needed so desperately down into his lungs as he nudged at the black-haired man. Rocking his hips up against Shouta eagerly with his dick twitching at the pressure given. That ache coming to twist itself into his lower stomach and crotch tightly like a vice grip. Desire was twisting under his skin to grip at his bones in a clench that had him hissing in a breath. It grabbed at him so fervently as lips slid against his firmly, quickly, which he returned without thinking twice.

He rocked his hips up against his boyfriend who pressed tightly against him as Shouta began to move with him. Hips rocking tightly from side to side with that firm press against him fighting against the ache that twisted into him. He shuddered as his boyfriend pushed him down carefully to the bed to keep him in place. Chests pressing tightly together with that hand sliding along his waist sending tingles fanning under his skin that flickered with heat.

Rocking tightly side to side with the black-haired man kissing him with such passion which had his heart fluttering wildly against his chest with his ruined stomach dropping. It had him shuddering with his back arching slightly from the bed to push their chests together tightly as he rocked his hips up against Shouta. Loving the feeling of his boyfriend moving with him; hips moving side to side in their tight movements.

He pressed himself up tightly against his boyfriend as he kept his movements tight; controlled. Anything to keep from possibly twinging his side as he laid beneath the black-haired man. He clung to the man eagerly with his stomach dropping viciously with that excitement when he felt hips pressing against him tightly with the hand on his waist squeezing at him. Sliding in caresses to get him squirming at the tingles that fanned under his skin in response to those gentle caresses.

Heat flashed under his skin leaving him breathless in its wake as his dick twitched again in response to that heat. Squirming as it sank to run along his bones leaving him hot, hot, hot with his hands holding onto the black-haired man above him desperately. Heat swelled under his skin in response as hips kept their tight press against him while they rocked. And then Shouta's hips were rolling down to grind against him rather than their rocking motions they'd been doing.

It had him shuddering with a low whimper in his throat tearing out of him as he kissed the black-haired man passionately. Fervently, fiercely, urgently. Kissing him with the heat he felt swelling under his skin while the black-haired man pressed his lips down hard against his own with those quick slides. The sharp smack of their moving lips ringing out as he rolled his hips up to grind against the black-haired man as his dick twitched in a volley.

Careful in his grinding, he loved when he felt Shouta pressing down tightly against him with circles that had him whining out again at his boyfriend. The man was kissing him so fervently, passionately, that it had him utterly breathless when lips lifted from his as trembling gasps were taken. He chased after those full lips which had them coming down on his one, two, three, four times before Shouta rolled his hips.

Grinding against him to get his hips arching up with a trembling whine in his throat tearing out of him again as he held onto those black curls. Dragging his nails down the center of his back. It had Shouta moaning softly at him with his back arching beneath his hand as hips rolled to grind down against him fervently. Tight circles that had him utterly breathless as lips pressed to his jaw with frantic kisses that had him squirming with another whine tearing out of him.

He clung to his boyfriend as he dragged his nails over his lower back which earned him another of those soft, eager moans from his boyfriend who kissed at his jaw. Nipping at him playfully with their hips moving to grind together; a tight grinding that had heat raking up his back. Sparks. His dick twitched in a volley in response to those tight grinding circles being rolled into him as the hand on his waist squeezed. Then it was slipping up his side to which he gasped in with his head pressing back into the bed.

Nails dragged down his side as lips fluttered down to his throat. Nibbling, nipping, kissing at him. Hips rolling in their tight circles that he did his best to mirror as his thighs trembled with a rub against Shouta's waist. Hesitating before spreading themselves open again with hips arching up. A moan quietly breaking out of him as his hair rustled over the blanket as he dragged his nails across Shouta's lower back again earning himself a shudder.

A moan muffled into his throat in response with nails dragging over his waist which had his hips bucking up eagerly against his boyfriend. Shuddering as he gave a thrust that had the black-haired man moaning out again. Hips rolling down tightly against him with enough pressure, enough friction, to get him moaning out softly again. His back arching from the bed as his head pressed back into it. Lips pressing to his throat with teeth nibbling and nipping at his throat.

It sent tingles racing down his back in response with his heart thudding solidly against his chest to spread that fire. It had him shuddering with his heart flying up to his throat as he arched beneath his boyfriend who ground down against him. Grinding, grinding, grinding away to get his dick twitching in a volley in response to that pressure and friction. There was nothing he wanted more than to melt into this man's arms when he felt Shouta pull away with his hand sliding down his back.

Sitting up on his knees, he opened his eyes to watch muscles shifting as Shouta pulled his sweater up. It was mesmerizing. Watching the way those muscles flexed and pulled beneath his pale skin as he admired the broad set of his shoulders. Of his chest. The black curls that spread over his chest wildly with nipples beginning to perk up from the chill. Or was it excitement? Arousal? He had not a clue but he let his gaze wander down to his boyfriend's softly toned stomach eagerly where his gaze skipped down to his navel.

To the dusting of dark hair beneath it that thickened gradually as it ran down his lower stomach before disappearing beneath the waistband of his pant. Dragging his teeth over his lip, when that sweater was tossed off of the side of the bed with Shouta smirking down at him. Cheeks flushed red. He blinked when Shouta began crawling backwards off of the bed, however, when he sat up on his elbows when that smirk seemed to widen at him.

Hands traced his waist with fingers flicking at the waistband of his pants. Teasing. He swallowed the whimper crawling up his throat when he watched Shouta flick at the waistband again before fingers were curling into the waistband. Then pants and boxers were pushed down to those thick, muscular thighs of his. Shoved down to his knees where the prosthetic made its appearance on the right side but Shouta didn't seem to mind it. Shouta then bent over to work his feet free, one side at a time, before straightening up,

And fuck, if he couldn't stop himself from admiring his boyfriend's body. The broad shoulders and chest he'd slept on so many times. The black dusting of hair on his chest, his lower stomach that ran down to his pelvis where that hair thickened into wild black curls. Something he wanted to bury his nose into desperately. He licked his lips at the sight of Shouta's dick resting against his thighs. Thicker than the last time he'd seen it. Full.

There was a bead of pre-come welling on the slit as the black-haired man's dick twitched under his gaze and he felt his mouth dropping open slightly when Shouta then turned on his feet to walk around the bed. A pointed look with brows raising at him and he swallowed; he knew what that gaze said. He knew what Shouta wanted. He slid to the foot of the bed, standing on trembling legs as he grabbed the hem of his sweater. It was just like with Hizashi.

That strange stage fright striking him to his core as he worked his sweater up over his head and tossed it to the floor. Aware of just how boney he was. Angles and sharp joints. What was there to be attractive? What about it turned these men on? He might never know. Might never understand it. Curling his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and pants, he hesitated then took a slow and deep breath before pushing down. Bending over to work them down his thighs to his knees quickly as he let them drop to his ankles.

Stepping out of his clothing, he straightened up when he licked his lips before swallowing around the knot in his throat as he listened to the black-haired man rifling around in the drawer before it thudded shut. He peeked over his shoulder to find the black-haired man staring at him with such desire it had his heart jumping frantically. His stomach fluttering in response to the hunger he saw in that gaze. The lust. It was like he was a fit young man like the two of them.

Like he was a muscular, thick build and not a skeletal frame of sharp joints and lanky limbs. However, Shouta stared at him with that hungry, lustful desire as he turned to climb onto the bed again with Shouta crawling up after him. Hands holding the lube and a condom. He sat on his knees as he let his boyfriend crawl up to the headboard where he sat against it. Putting the condom on the pillow next to them with the lube being clawed open by his boyfriend's trembling fingers.

He swallowed his nerves the best he could before crawling forwards towards his boyfriend with no prompting. Watching as Shouta drizzled lube over his fingers, placing it down on the bed then cupping his fingers to spread it. The light, slick squelch ringing out as his heart pounded against his chest fiercely; thudding, thudding, thudding. A quiet throb in his ears as he crawled into his boyfriend's lap only to jump when he noted the missing prosthetic leg.

Shouta didn't comment on it so he could only assume that at some point he'd taken it off and he'd failed to notice. Failed to comprehend that around his nervousness. He felt his lips trembling silently when Shouta pulled his hands apart with fingers glistening in the lighting of the bedroom. And he leaned forward without thinking twice as he pressed his lips to Shouta's firmly with the black-haired man sighing out through his nose.

A gentle sigh as lips began to move against his own again as fingertips skimmed over his sides before reaching backwards with a hand rubbing over his ass. Squeezing at the cheek firmly with his back arching slightly with a shiver running up his back as his dick twitched against his thighs. He didn't want to think about a thing outside the black-haired man. Outside of the heat that was simmering under his skin as he twisted himself close to Shouta who held him close with arms tight around him.

That hand rubbed over his ass again and again, palm slick from the lube, but he didn't mind it one bit as he moved his lips against Shouta's eagerly. He felt the hand on his cheek pulling him apart when he hissed in a breath at the slick touch of those fingers against his hole. He'd done his best to fresh and clean himself up after work. He didn't know what to expect of this afternoon but he wanted to be clean when he visited his boyfriends. Wanted to smell nice.

And as he moved his lips against Shouta's, he fought the urge to cover himself. Hide himself away from those mismatched eyes. He wanted nothing more than to open the door to making love with Shouta. He shuddered as those fingers rubbed over him slickly with Shouta's other hand squeezing his cheek firmly when he felt lips parting against his. A touch of his tongue against his lower lip; tracing the shape of it before flicking up at his top lip.

He hesitated but ultimately chose to open his mouth up as he moved his tongue hesitantly to meet Shouta's as his tongue pushed its way into his mouth. Tongues sliding together slickly as he opened his mouth up wider with the black-haired man humming into his mouth when he slid his tongue against his. There was no piercing to play with but it didn't make it any less thrilling. Exciting. He rubbed his tongue slickly to Shouta's with a sigh fanning over his cheek.

Slick fingers continued to rub against him in an up and down petting manner. There was something about it that had his heart jumping in his chest wildly as fingers slid up and down, up and down, up and down. Rubbing at him when his hole gave a mortifying twitch. His dick twitching in near unison with it as heat flashed under his skin again in a sizzling burst. He shivered with his heart pounding against his chest as he moved his tongue against Shouta's; slow, kneading slides together.

Taking their time with the kiss rather than having it be a messy, fast kiss with tongues. Fingers began to roll in circles against him; trading out that slick up and down rub for circles that had his hips twitching slightly with heat streaking under his skin when he took a breath. He reached down to lightly touch the twitching dick of his boyfriend's to which he curled his fingers around the twitching thing. Squeezing. And then he began to stroke his boyfriend slowly.

Strokes that took their time as he curved his hand near the head just like he knew Shouta liked. It had the black-haired man moaning at him as fingers rolled over his hole in circles that had his toes curling tightly. Fingertips prodding gently at his hole as if they were about to push in together. It was an exciting, thrilling thought. After all, like he'd said, he'd done some preparation but he hadn't been thorough with it. He just needed a little bit more; just a little more and he'd be ready.

Fingers continued their swirling, circling rubs that had his thighs trembling as his dick twitched in a volley. He tried to focus on moving his tongue to massage it to Shouta's as full lips pressed fervently to his own. Moving his hand to stroke his boyfriend's twitching dick with his fingers curling to squeeze firmly at the thick thing in his hand. God, he was so thick. He can already imagine the spread of it inside of him. He could so effortlessly imagine how it would fill him up.

Fingertips prodded at his hole again curiously which had his back arching slightly as his hips jutted back. Eager. Fuck, he just wants this man to touch him properly. He shuddered with his hand tightening on his boyfriend's dick which got him a moan back as he tried to pace his stroking to the way those fingers were rolling into him. It had his stomach fluttering wildly when the tips of those fingers prodded at his hole again when he huffed out through his nose.

Breaths coming faster, faster, faster through his nose with trembles as he pressed his lips firmly to the black-haired man's eagerly. He sped up his strokes with those circles being rolled into his hole causing it to twitch again much to his embarrassment but it merely had Shouta groaning. And then, much to his delight, fingers were pushing into him with his breaths hissing down his throat as he shuddered.

Moaning out at his boyfriend as he slid his tongue against his slickly, tracing the roof of his mouth with the tip of his tongue when he felt Shouta's tongue flick at his. Toying, twisting, sliding. Playing with his gently with hands holding him close as he stroked the twitching dick in his grasp when he felt it beginning to stiffen in his grasp much to his surprise. He moaned out again as his dick twitched between his thighs rapidly with his hips angling back again.

Pushing back against those fingers which slid into him slickly tearing a whimper out of him at the stretch. Pushing into him with a sleek, slick thrust where they stretched into him as the pads of his fingers began to roll circles into his inner wall. Drool worthy circles that had him whining again at the black-haired man. The stretch had the rim of his hole burning lightly with a moan in his throat that was echoed by his boyfriend.

His tongue sliding against his when he felt the tip of that tongue tracing the roof of his mouth tenderly. He pressed his lips harder to Shouta's earning himself another moan from the black-haired man as he clenched tightly around his fingers that rolled into his inner wall. Circles, a firm curl to his fingers, as he shuddered with his heart jumping into his throat as he took fast breaths through his nose. If he wasn't careful, he'd send himself into a coughing fit like he had with Hizashi and he didn't want that to happen.

Not a second time. Not when he had those thick, rough fingers inside of him rubbing at his inner wall to get him clenching tightly around them. Squeezing for all his worth as those fingers moved to roll into his inner wall to get him to relax but he merely tightened. Squeezing around them as his back arched at the feel of those thick fingers inside of him. God, they spread him so good. He can only imagine what having his cock inside of him was going to be like.

It had him moaning louder than he intended, feeling a prick of embarrassment, but it merely had Shouta moaning back. And then fingers were spreading out; pushing at his inner walls to stretch him open as he shuddered with his back arching. His dick twitching against his thighs when he felt something drip onto his thigh. Pre-come? Already dripping? He squeezed his fingers around the hardening erection in his grasp with a moan in his throat tearing out of him as he stroked his boyfriend eagerly.

The hand holding his cheek let go then after giving a hard squeeze that had him gasping through his nose. And then the black-haired man's hand was curling around his twitching erection with a firm squeeze to get him moaning as those fingers spread out again. And again. Again, again, again. Pushing, spreading, flexing. It had him squirming with a whimper tearing out of him at the insistent pushing at his inner walls. Fingers were spreading again and again relentlessly.

It had his heart pounding sickeningly against his chest as he slid his tongue against Shouta's. Rubbing against it as they twisted together slickly with rubs being given as fingers spread out with that light burn of his hole. Oh, oh, it was good. Damn good. And then those fingers were pressing together then tugging back and thrusting forward shallowly. It had him moaning delightedly at his boyfriend who began to thrust his fingers into him shallowly.

Thrusts that snapped forward with an eagerness that had him squirming with heat rushing under his skin as he stroked the hardened erection in his grasp. Sliding his hand up with his fingers sliding over the head where he wiped away pre-come welling along the slit with his fingers then toying with the piercing there. Nudging, swirling, pushing at the piece of jewelry with the black-haired man moaning at him enthusiastically.

Encouragingly with fingers moving to thrust into him quickly with a slick squelch punctuating each slide forward. Thrusting, thrusting, thrusting. Spreading, spreading, spreading. It had his back arching slightly as he tried to keep from moving to keep from straining his side. The last thing he wanted was to lose his stamina before anything could truly begin. And heat was rushing down from his head down to his twitching dick as the black-haired man stroked him similarly to the way he was stroking the man.

Swirling his fingers over the head of his erection, smearing drops of pre-come as they welled up with fingertips flicking at that piercing of his. Then sliding his hand down to the base where he began to stroke again with lazy curves near the head. Shouta's hand stroked him in a similar manner with his toes curling tightly as blood surged down through his veins achingly. So fast, so fast, so fast. And before he knew it, he was hardening in his boyfriend's hand.

It had his head spinning at how fast he was getting hard; as if, somehow, it was getting easier. Sure, it was mortifying to take so long but his boyfriend didn't seem to mind one bit as fingers stretched out inside of him again. Pulling back from the kiss, his tongue flicking at Shouta's, both took trembling breaths in unison as he leaned in peck at those full lips. One, two, three kisses that rang out with sharp smacks as fingers thrusted into him tearing a moan out of him.

His back arching with hips jutting back eagerly with those thick fingers thrusting into him sharply. Shallowly. Rubbing at his inner walls deliciously with a curl that had him moaning at his boyfriend who moaned back when he clenched around those fingers tightly. The black-haired man squirmed with that erection twitching in his hand as he curved it up to the head. Rolling his fingers over the head of it, prodding at his piercing with the tips of his fingers.

Shuddering with his heart hammering against his chest. Keening out a moan when fingers rubbed over his prostate with a deep thrust being given as fingers then rubbed over it as they pulled away. Stretching out again, again, again inside of him. Spreading him open with little protest from his inner walls as he shuddered with his back arching. And then those fingers were slipping out of him with a slick squelch.

He listened to the drag of nails over the blanket when he glanced over as the condom was lifted up and he shivered. Watching Shouta lifted it up, biting the corner and ripping a strip off then spitting it out. Fingers trembling as they reached in to grab the slipper ring that was then pressed to the head of his erection. He held the base securely while Shouta slid the condom down and moved his hand away to allow Shouta to tug the end into place gently.

And then he was arching up on his knees, shifting closer with Shouta's hips wiggling beneath him. He reached back to grab at a cheek to spread himself open as a hand grabbed at his left cheek to help spread him open. Then the slick nudge of the head of Shouta's erection was pressing against his hole. Nudging at him gently with a gentle grind which had the head of his erection rolling over his hole lightly with hips arching up.

It had him shuddering at the gentle push against him when he took a shaking breath then pressed down against his boyfriend. Pushing, pushing, pushing. Nudging, nudging, nudging. Slipping, sliding, grinding. The black-haired man slipped over him again and again with each nudge against him. As if he were too slick to remain pressed against his hole as he grinded himself against him to get his hole twitching.

He more than eagerly pressed down against his boyfriend who was grinding against him before shifting to press the head against him again. Playful pushes when he was sucking in a sharp breath of excitement at the nudges that were coming harder. Firmer. Pushing at him insistently when that air then flew out on a cry when he began sinking down onto Shouta's erection. And ohhhh, he was thick. So, so thick and stretching him so fucking good already to which he squirmed.

He knew he was from how he held him in his hand but this was different. Shouta was sliding into him with a thickness that spread his hole open as he sank down slowly with hands sliding up to his waist. Coaxing him down slow, slow, slow with that dark eye burning at him with all the desire in the world. A hungry lust that had him shivering as his back arched slightly with his inner walls clamping down around the black-haired man.

A tight squeeze that had the man before him moaning enthusiastically at him with hands squeezing his waist tightly. Nails bit into his skin just enough to get his back arching with a keening moan spilling out of him as he let his head fall back as he let himself sink. Six glorious, amazing inches inside of him as he bottomed out into Shouta's lap where hands slid over his waist with arms curling around him. He raised his hands up to cling to his shoulders as he let himself be hugged close to his boyfriend.

And he couldn't stop himself from weakly rocking his hips down against him. He filled him up so good. Oh, there was nothing like it. Nothing he'd ever had before and fuck if he didn't love it. If he didn't find himself damn near drooling over his boyfriend's erection that stretched him open so damn good. The rub of his erection against his inner walls had him clenching tightly around Shouta who moaned at him delightedly.

Arms curled tightly around his waist when he felt hips moving beneath him. Rocking with him just like they had in the beginning. Moving weakly together as he curled his arms around Shouta's broad shoulders when full lips were pressing to his throat in kisses that had him whining. Shivering as he tipped his head back to welcome the press of those full lips against his skin. Hips rocking together as he admired the fullness of himself. It was like with Hizashi but so much better.

Where Hizashi was slender, Shouta was thick. There was a thickness to his erection that stretched him open amazingly. Pleasantly. He could almost swear that he could feel Shouta as deeply as he felt Hizashi. Both were so perfect. As if they were made specifically for him the way they were made for each other. Arms tightened around his waist as hips continued rocking weakly together with hands sliding up his back as lips trailed down his throat to his chest.

It fluttered with his quick, shallow breaths that tickled his throat and he tried his best to ignore it as he clung to the black-haired man. Sliding a hand up into those black curls eagerly with his hand cupping the back of his head as lips trailed over his collar bone. He may not be pierced or tattooed like his lovers but there was something reverent in the way Shouta touched him. The way he held him so tightly to his chest as his lips fluttered over his chest.

Kissing softly at him with arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Hands slid up and down his back gently, comfortingly, as he began to move his hips with more strength. Rocking down into his lap with a moan in his throat when lips pressed to his nipple. He moved his hips faster in their rocks with Shouta moving along with him as hands slid down his back. He felt thighs squirming beneath him with a moan slipping out of the black-haired man when he squeezed tightly around him with a shiver racing up his back.

There was nothing he wanted more than this man beneath him. Tightening his hand on the curls he had wrapped around his fingers when he dragged his teeth over his bottom lip. Digging in just enough to send a jolt of pain down his chin as he clung to those black curls. Pressing lightly at the back of Shouta's head as their hips rocked together. God, had he ever been fuller? Had he ever felt fuller?

It had him moaning at the thought when the tip of Shouta's tongue was tracing the rim of his areola lightly before lapping over his nipple. He shuddered with his back arching slightly to push his chest forward against the black-haired man's mouth. Squirming when that tongue lapped over his nipple again with his tongue then flicking at him. And then the heat of his mouth covered his nipple as he rocked his hips down against his boyfriend with a moan breaking out of him.

He tightened his arms around those broad shoulders as he buried a hand into black curls delightedly when he shifted to dig his knees into the bed. Taking a trembling breath when he raised himself up then dropped down shallowly in his boyfriend's lap earning himself a muffled moan as that mouth sucked his nipple into his mouth. His areola. Teeth dug into him comfortingly as arms tightened around his waist when he lifted himself up again then dropped down.

A slick squelch ringing out as he let out a shuddering exhale. His head raising up as he found those mismatched eyes on him; burning at him with a lust that had his heart jumping in his chest. Raising himself up then dropping back down with another of those slick squelches, he dug his knees into the bed when Shouta suckled on his nipple. His tongue swirling then flicking at it playfully with the black-haired man holding him tightly to him as his erection twitched.

Pre-come dripping onto his stomach slowly but surely as he tightened his grasp on those black curls. Tugging at them sharply which had a moan fanning over his chest again with his inner walls tightening around Shouta. Loving the snapping moan it got him in response as his mouth popped off of his nipple with teeth nipping at him sharply. Nibbling on his nipple as he then raised himself up again and dropped down with a slick rub being given to his inner walls.

And with his arms tightly wound around Shouta's shoulders, he began to bounce himself shallowly. Cautiously. Moving his hips carefully to keep from twinging his side as he bounced on his boyfriend with that slick rub against his inner walls being everything. Fuck, Shouta was so thick. So unbelievably thick that he swore he'd go insane. How could he not crave this? How can he not want this man desperately? Eagerly?

He bounced himself quickly with his hair trembling against his cheeks as arms slid from around his waist with hands sliding over his skin. Coaxing him up and down, up and down, up and down. Quick bouncing that his boyfriend helped to control as he listened to that slick squelching. Shuddering at the rub of that thick erection against his inner walls. The faint scratch of the condom through the lube that had his back arching.

Squeezing around Shouta who moaned at him enthusiastically with nails dragging over his waist sending tingles racing under his skin. He slid his left arm from around his shoulders to clutch at his shoulder before sliding his hand down to his upper arm. Holding onto that muscular upper arm tightly with his nails digging in as he bounced himself quickly. Shallowly. Hands coaxing him up and down as his knees dug into the bed when he felt lips pressing to his chest again.

Lips fluttering up to his throat in kisses that had his heart racing. Kissing softly at him as he continued his bouncing; it was absolutely everything. Hell, he'd wanted to ride Hizashi but he wouldn't change a thing about their lovemaking. It was just like now; there was nothing he wanted to change about his lovemaking with Shouta. To bounce on him like this? Clenching tightly around that thick erection? God, there was nothing better. Absolutely nothing better.

He could feel his skin pricking with sweat in random points on his skin leaving him gasping as he bounced quickly. The black-haired man holding him impossibly close. His erection rested against his ruined stomach, twitching as pre-come smeared onto his stomach leaving a slick mess behind but the black-haired man didn't seem to care one damn bit. If anything, those hands held him all the tighter. Squeezing him fervently with full lips pressing to his skin as racing, hitching breaths were taken and fanning over his skin.

Coaxing him to arch as he tilted his head back allowing those lips to press against his skin. Moving quickly to bounce himself shallowly on the black-haired man there was nothing better in the world. Making love with Shouta was something he wanted to remember for years to come. Making love with his boyfriend who held him tightly but tenderly. Adoringly. Helping in aiding his bounces as his heart hammered against his chest as his shallow, racing breaths crested into a panting rhythm as he bounced himself fast.

Fast, fast, fast. He wanted that pleasure that pooled into his stomach like a magma with each slide of Shouta's erection against his inner walls. Stretching him open with the demand for space to be made inside of him. There was a faint discomfort but he was able to think around it. Able to move around it. A moan burst out of him when he felt thighs tensing beneath him as Shouta thrusted up. Meeting his downwards drop perfectly.

Forcing his lashes up from his cheeks, he met that burning gaze. The way that dark eye flamed at him was like nothing else. It lit a fire under his skin that had his breaths racing faster than he would like as he bounced himself faster. Swinging his hips up higher away from that shallow depth as those mismatched eyes watched him. There was such an intensity to it that he swore Shouta could see through his blinded right eye.

It had him shuddering with a whimper in his throat as he slid up high, high, high then snapped down to drop into his lap again. God, Shouta may not have as many inches as himself or Hizashi but fuck if he didn't reach deep. Oh, oh he reached so deeply in him he swore his lower stomach was heavy. He felt stuffed full with this man as he huffed through his mouth with hair trembling against his cheeks as he bounced himself giddily on the black-haired man.

Clenching tightly around him with his back arching as that slick squelch punctuated each thrust as he bounced himself with Shouta thrusting up to meet his drops. Hitting against him with a gentle force that nudged him up lightly while remaining strong. Careful. He clung to the black-haired man with his fingers tightening in black curls as he bounced quickly when he felt the heat of his mouth on his throat.

It had him shuddering with his hips moving quickly at the new height and dropping eagerly to feel Shouta thrust up. To meet his thrusts perfectly. It had him twisting eagerly with his hands clawing at his upper arm while the other clawed at his scalp. Earning himself a snapping moan from his boyfriend. He clung to the black-haired man who suckled gently at his skin with teeth nibbling at him. Nothing that would leave a hickey but God if the thrill of it didn't have his stomach fluttering.

He squirmed with hips lifting and dropping while trying to be careful as Shouta's hands slid along his waist with nails scratching at him. The lines left behind tingling wildly with his hips squirming before thrusting down with a moan leaving him. When Shouta had mentioned making love this afternoon, he'd thought it sudden. He'd thought this would be too much on him but it wasn't. Oh, God, it truly wasn't. He could spend all afternoon making love to his boyfriend.

Just like he had when he'd first made love with Hizashi; it had been impossible to keep his hands off of the blonde that afternoon. He couldn't deny this afternoon would be the same. How could he not touch Shouta? It sent shivers down his back as he kept up his fast bouncing with blonde locks brushing his cheeks as his brows squeezed together slightly. The warmth of Shouta's mouth on his skin was utterly shiver worthy.

It had him squirming with hips moving quickly as hands helped guide him up and pulled him down harder. Hips swinging up to meet his bounces with a light slap of their skin meeting again and again. The racing, shaking pants taken by the both of them. The rustle of the blanket beneath them as his knees dug into it. The light squeak of a spring beneath them. Unlike with Hizashi, the bedframe wasn't hitting the wall but he didn't mind it. If anything, he was electrified. Hot, hot, hot.

He bounced himself fast on the black-haired man as he squeezed around him tightly in response to a volley of twitches inside of him. Fuck, it had him moaning in unison with his boyfriend who snapped his hips up faster. Harder. Nudging him up into the air lightly with hands clutching at him desperately with nails digging into his skin. Knowing his boyfriend wanted him just as badly in this moment had him bouncing quickly. Eagerly.

He clutched at his hair, his upper arm, and he felt those strong hands holding his waist tightly. Such strong hands that held him like he was an anchor. The strength in those hips as they bucked up to hit against him. Fuck, there was nothing better. He bounced himself quickly while being mindful of the small twinges in his side that promised to bloom into something more if he wasn't careful. He fought the urge to cough as his throat tickled when Shouta seemed to pick up on these small things of his.

And then, as he slammed down to his lap, Shouta was rolling forward with gentle pushes. Giving in, he moved with Shouta as he was laid out on his back with the black-haired man sliding above him with hips pressing tightly. Grinding against him before hips pulled back and hands pressed into the bed as he watched those black curls slide over his shoulders. Messy from his grabbing hand. He swallowed then whined he worked his hand free from Shouta's hair only for the man's hand to come up to grab his.

His wedding ring shimmered on his ring finger as fingers intertwined with his own. His hand was then pinned down to the bed as Shouta leaned onto it with those wild black curls spilling over his shoulders. Brushing those red cheeks as sweat shimmered on his forehead and cheeks in a thin layer. It had him squirming with a whimper as he clung to the hand in his with Shouta's hips snapping forward to hit against him with that perfect strength.

And, as if they'd never stopped, Shouta's hips were moving back and forth with snapping thrusts that hit against him perfectly as he curled his legs up around his slender waist. Digging his heels into his lower back to jerk him forward faster. Harder. He wanted it just a little harder, a little faster, and Shouta seemed to understand that. Hips moved in accordance to slam against him gently while nudging him lightly over the blankets as his boyfriend moaned down at him when he squeezed around him.

Clenching tightly around him. He shuddered with his back arching up from the bed with a moan of his own as he clutched at his upper arm. Dragging his nails over his skin as his hand trembled with the black-haired man lowering his head down. His lips pressing to his throat as he pressed his head back into the bed. Moaning up at his boyfriend eagerly with his legs tightening around his waist which had his boyfriend groaning down at him. The heat of his mouth pressed against a new spot on his throat.

Suckling gently, teeth nibbling, it was absolutely perfect. So perfect, perfect, perfect. He couldn't imagine making love any better than this. Shouta was gentle but firm. Careful but eager. Just like himself. Throwing caution to the wind while being mindful of his movements as he slid over the blankets with hands holding onto his boyfriend. Fuck, there was nothing better, was there? Whether it was Shouta or Hizashi, both men seemed to know what to give him and how to give it to him.

How to make him feel good as he moaned up at his boyfriend eagerly with hips arching up shamelessly. His thighs squeezing around his waist as he felt the bed moving beneath him lightly in time with the black-haired man's thrusts. There was nothing better. Pleasure was pooling into his stomach like a slow-moving pleasure that had him moaning with his head pressing back to the bed. Offering his throat up to the black-haired man above him who moaned into his skin enthusiastically. Ecstatically.

As if he were the greatest pleasure in the world. How had he ever been scared to ask for this? How could he ever think these men didn't want him? It was easy to see the desire, the lust, they held for him but he still felt shocked. Surprised. Huffing, gasping pants taken as hands clutched at his black-haired boyfriend eagerly with his legs shaking in their curled position. Arching beneath him as Shouta's mouth moved to target another spot on his throat. Suckling. Nibbling.

It had him shuddering with his lashes fluttering with a moan spilling out of him as he held onto his boyfriend. Eager to receive another hit of those hips against him. To feel that thick erection inside of him rubbing at his inner walls in that drool worthy manner. It had his eyes threatening to roll back on him already at the pleasure pooling into his stomach. It wasn't at all like riding the black-haired man and he adores it. Absolutely loves the strength that came with Shouta thrusting into him.

It had him gasping with his head pressing back against the bed to offer his throat up to the black-haired man above him. He was sizzling in his own skin. Hot, hot, hot. He loved the strike of those hips against him as Shouta mouthed at his throat. A hand sliding along his trembling thigh as the hand in his squeezed tightly. Holding onto him with fingers pressing into the back of his hand. There was nothing he wanted than to burn up into a puddle. Be rendered to ash.

The black-haired man shuddered above him as he held onto his upper arm; so muscular it was. God, this man was so strong but he was treating him with nothing but gentle caution. A strength that showed he was losing himself but being mindful of his side. What kind, generous lovers he had. Arching with hips bucking eagerly with his erection throbbing lightly against his stomach as his boyfriend thrusted into him fast, fast, fast. Hard.

Just enough strength to keep from hurting his side but enough to get him pleasure. To satisfy that itching urge as he curled his arm around Shouta's shoulders with his hand sliding down his upper back. Reaching down then dragging his nails over his skin which got him a snapping moan from his boyfriend. He bit at his lip with a moan in his throat tearing out of him as he arched and squirmed beneath the black-haired man. Oh, oh, there was something so good about this that it had him threatening to drool.

Saliva pooling in his mouth that he swallowed desperately with his brows squeezing together as he admired the rub of that erection against his inner walls. The gentle strength as Shouta's hips struck at him. The way the bed bounced lightly beneath them as Shouta panted into his throat with his mouth lifting from its spot to nip at his jaw. Fuck him, this man was perfect. There was nothing more perfect than Shouta in this moment as hips continued to strike rhythmically at him.

The slick squelch of the lube and condom rubbing together punctuating each thrust. The huffing pants of his boyfriend against his throat. The light slap of their skin hitting together with his back arching. The rustle of the blanket beneath him. The light bound of the bed. The huffing, gasping whimpers leaving himself as he twisted and squirmed beneath his boyfriend. He tightened his legs around Shouta's slender waist as the hand on his thigh squeezed at him firmly leaving him arching.

Squirming. He whimpered at his boyfriend who whined back when he clenched tightly around that twitching erection inside of him. He can't get enough of this. He may only be able to go one round but God if he can't get enough. If he can't find himself squirming eagerly only to get another thrust that nudged him lightly. And then Shouta was yanking his hips back and when he slammed back into him it had him wailing. Shouting as he dug his nails into Shouta's back and jerking his hand to claw at him.

Jolting beneath his boyfriend who moaned loudly at him in that keening pitch as his back arched. Their chests pressing together as he wailed out again at the heat ripping up his back. A rushing wave of heat that lapped up his back as he gasped with his head rolling over the bed with his hair rustling over the blanket. Holding onto his boyfriend desperately as he squeezed at the hand in his urgently. Digging his nails lightly into the back of his boyfriend's hand which got him a tight squeeze back from that hand.

Hips were moving faster, faster, faster with sharp hits against him that rocked him lightly over the bed that bounced lightly. Arching his back up from the bed with gasps being taken with those full lips pressing to his throat frantically. Nipping. Nibbling. And then lips were trailing down his chest again as the hand on his thigh slid away. Coming up to touch his damp nipple while Shouta's tongue lapped over his right nipple firmly with fingers beginning to tweak his left nipple.

It had him whimpering shrilly at his boyfriend as he squirmed beneath him when he clenched tightly around his boyfriend who moaned. A keening, snapping moan that sent shivers through him as hips moved fast, fast, fast with sharp hits that had him moaning back when Shouta lapped his tongue over his nipple again. It had him writhing, twisting, as he bit at his lip again with pain shrieking down his chin in response but he did his best to ignore it.

His brows squeezed together with jerks and jolts running over him with each hit to his prostate that sent another wave of heat up his back. Another snapping thrust that had him arching and twisting. Heaving in his breaths through his nose as he clung to his boyfriend desperately. There was nothing he wanted to do than to be underneath Shouta. To lay right here as he clung to the black-haired man. To stay here with hips striking sharply at him with hits angled at his prostate sending wave after wave of heat snapping up his back.

It had him moaning delightedly at his boyfriend who merely groaned back as his mouth closed around his areola and nipple. Teeth digging in just enough to get him squirming with his teeth biting viciously at his lip. Oh, he didn't want to get this close but God he was burning hotly. He hated his stamina was so low but could it be held against him? Could it be judged when Shouta was angling repeatedly, striking fervently at that spot inside of him?

It had him moaning louder, louder, louder with Shouta squirming above him as he suckled at his areola. Swirling his tongue in flicks and slides around his nipple that had him shuddering with his heart jumping in his chest wildly. There was a fluttering to his stomach that had him gasping as his teeth dragged over his lip with his mouth falling open on him. His lashes fluttering on his cheeks fiercely as they squeezed shut tightly when he felt that fluttering in his stomach drawing together.

Growing sharper with each hit of his boyfriend's hips against him. Each wave of heat that raked up his back. He was losing it. He didn't want to lose it so soon but if he had too, he could always do things with his hands. With his mouth. Just like he'd done with Hizashi. Even if he couldn't make love again, he could do other things for his boyfriend as he sought fit. It had him squirming with his legs tightening around the black-haired man's slender waist tightly with hitching pants being taken.

He squeezed tightly around the black-haired man which got him those snapping, guttural moans and groans from him. They vibrated delightfully over his chest as hips began to move impossibly fast. Hard. Striking at him again, again, again with heat snapping up his back repeatedly. There was nothing he wanted more than to merely melt away. Sink into this man above him and hold him close. God, he was burning up. Hot, hot, hot.

He could feel sweat beading on his forehead only to roll down it to his temples. Soaking into his hair. He clung to the black-haired man eagerly with the hand in his squeezing tightly as his erection throbbed against his stomach. Leaking pre-come shamelessly as he uncurled his arm from around Shouta as he reached down to grab his erection. Stroking himself in time with those fast strokes from Shouta who moaned at him as if he could see his movements.

As if he knew exactly what he was doing. Knew that he was getting close. Oh, it was mortifyingly embarrassing knowing that he was getting close but he was. He couldn't help it. For a first time with Shouta, he couldn't imagine anything better. Nothing could beat this first time together as he twisted with hips jumping to hit against the black-haired man's pelvis. Stroking himself fast, fast, fast with not a drop of shame as his head rolled over the bed again with sunlight dying the backs of his eyelids red.

He was drowning in his own heat that was ripping under his skin. A fire that was being fed with each strike to his prostate. His fingers slipped over himself slickly as he smeared pre-come with the pads of his fingers. Stroking himself impossibly fast with those hips striking against him fervently. Moving so damn fast with rubs to his inner walls that had him moaning. The feeling of Shouta slipping, sliding, thrusting into him was something that had his thighs trembling. His toes curling tightly.

There was no better pleasure than feeling the black-haired man sliding in and out of him with those angled hits to his prostate. The way he was so thick and spreading him so fucking good that he couldn't help but feel a bit jealous that Hizashi got to have this every day. Whenever he wanted for years. It had him moaning loudly at his boyfriend who moaned back as his tongue flicked at his nipple. Swirling around it with his mouth sucking gently at his areola and nipple consistently with teeth digging into him.

He clenched tightly around his boyfriend sending a shiver up his back with his stomach fluttering before pulling into a hot spark. A coal in his lower stomach that only tightened with each slamming thrust of his boyfriend's hips against him. Tightened with each stroke of his hand that he gave as he stroked fast, fast, fast. Desperately. Fingers tugging, toying, twisting his nipple while that mouth suckled at his right nipple with a heat that had him gasping.

Having his boyfriend toy with his chest was a pleasure unlike anything else. He could let Shouta play with his body however he saw fit for hours. Until he managed to get hard again. What a miracle that would be. He clutched at the hand in his desperately while fingers tugged sharply at his nipple with a keening, needy whimper flying out of him in response. Squeezing his throbbing erection tightly to give it the pressure it so clearly needed from him.

A pressure that had his pants raking down his throat only to rasp out of him. If he kept breathing this hard, he knew he'd be hacking up a lung whether he wanted too or not. If he didn't show some control, he'd be in a coughing fit but he couldn't control it. Couldn't stop it. Not when his breaths were hitching in his throat as that hot spark tightened further in his stomach. A hot, twisting coal that had him chasing after that pleasure eagerly. A pleasure that pooled like hot magma in his stomach.

Something hot and fast that had him gasping with his heart hammering against his chest. Did he tell Shouta? Or did the black-haired man know? Did he feel how close he was getting? Painfully close? So close he can taste it? He could feel that erection inside of him throbbing away; just like his own. Throbbing hard with twitches that had him clenching down tightly around it with a snapping moan leaving his boyfriend. And fuck, he can't stop himself from twisting when Shouta popped off of his nipple with his head rising up.

And there was something about those soft, airy grunts leaving his boyfriend that had him shuddering as he forced his eyes open. Focusing on the face above him with a sense of absolute awe. Cheeks flushed a deep, vicious red wiht sweat glistening lightly on his forehead and cheeks. Kiss swollen lips parted as his mouth hung open with racing, hitching pants being taken. Black brows squeezing so tightly together small wrinkles formed on the bridge of Shouta's nose.

The way those black lashes were fluttering on his red cheeks with black curls brushing the sides of his face. His cheeks. Jaw. Throat. How beautiful his boyfriend looked above him as hips struck at him fiercely. Staring at that face above his, he stroked himself faster. Fingers slipping over himself as pre-come dripped out of him shamelessly when those black lashes fluttered before lifting. And he found himself looking into that dark eye of his boyfriend's that stared down at him with a passion that lit him aflame.

A hungry desire for more, more, more of what his boyfriend could give him. And fuck, it was hard to focus when he was staring into those eyes; a soft gray and rich black. Eyes that were on him with an intensity that had him gasping as his hips bucked desperately with hits sending fiery waves up his back again and again. Moaning. Twisting. It had him shuddering with his heart hammering against his chest wildly. Throbbing quietly in his ears as he twisted beneath his boyfriend.

Tightening his legs around his waist with heels digging into his lower back to jerk him forward harder, harder, harder. He then threw his head back with his eyes rolling back on him as he cried out. Thighs shaking as they tensed up with his stomach flexing as he listened to his boyfriend moaning above him with hips moving fast. Hard. A breathless string of Toshinori, Toshinori, Toshinori spilling out of Shouta with a mixed garble of words.

Breathless groans of 'yes, yes, yes!' leaving the both of them as he cried out the word again and again. Crying out the shrill shout of Shouta, Shouta, Shouta like it was the only word he knew. The only word he could grasp onto that wasn't those shrill yes's leaving himself. Shouting his name like a praise. A curse. A plea. He was tensing up with that heat pricking upwards with his erection throbbing in his hand much like the erection throbbing inside of him.

And before he knew it, there was a hard thrust of Shouta's that had him jerking. His mouth falling open on a silent cry as tingles raced up his shaking thighs to explode into his stomach. Stiffening up beneath his boyfriend as he clamped down fervently around that throbbing erection inside of him. His lashes fluttering on his hot cheeks as his eyes rolled back on him with a gasp. Coming, coming, coming. He didn't know if he shouted the word, if it was merely a chanted thought.

His throat felt tight with that silent cry. His air trapped down in his chest when Shouta howled out above him with hips pounding at him then. Once, twice, third and a fourth time before Shouta was grinding against him tightly. Stiffening up above him as he squeezed at the hand in his fervently as his erection throbbed in his hand; damn near pulsing. Hips thrusting weakly as come splattered onto his stomach and his chest slightly. He could feel Shouta throbbing away inside of him.

Pulsing inside of him as a snapping, guttural moan leaving his boyfriend. Hoarse. Husky. White-hot heat washed over him again and again; a heat that was tearing him apart from the inside out. He was drowning under the white-hot heat as he was held in a white-hot space. An eternity hovering in a heat that ripped into him like savage dogs. He swore he came so hard he could hear the come splattering on his skin. So hot, so hot, so hot. So good, so good, so fucking good. Too good.

He was drowning under that heat that gripped him tightly leaving him aching. And then, then, then, just as suddenly as that heat washed over him it was washing out of him. Ebbing in waves that had him slumping into the bed with his air rushing out of him on a wheezing exhale as he let go of his twitching erection. He'd soften soon enough. He whimpered at the throbbing erection inside him earning himself a whimper back from his boyfriend who remained stiff above him.

One, two, three heartbeats later the black-haired man was sighing out as he pressed into his hand to keep from collapsing on top of him as he slumped. He watched a bead of sweat run down his red cheek as Shouta's hips moved weakly. And he couldn't stop himself from whimpering when he felt Shouta slipping out of him with a vulgar, slick squelch as his inner walls throbbed together. Squeezing around nothing. How empty he felt without his boyfriend inside of him.

Shouta leaned back then with their hands remaining intertwined when his hand was lifted up with lips brushing over his knuckles softly. Adoringly. He twisted their hands to press the back of his hand to that feverish cheek of his. His boyfriend smiled softly down at him as his cheek pressed against the back of his hand. Rasping pants being taken by the both of them when Shouta began to let go of his hand with fingers lingering between his to toy with his weakly.

And then the black-haired man was crawling to the edge of the bed. Tugging the condom off of himself with the slick squelch of rubber ringing out; the snap of said rubber against shaking fingers. There was a rustle as it was thrown away and then Shouta was crawling over to him with the wipes in hand. He happily let the black-haired man pull wipes out of the pack to begin cleaning his stomach and chest.

His erection wilting as he began to soften rapidly with his rasping pants crackling slightly to which he coughed lightly. Clearing his throat the best he could without hacking as Shouta scooped the come off of his skin. Using another wipe to scrub gently at him with suds forming lightly around his fingers. Once he was properly clean, Shouta crawled to the edge of the bed to toss the wipes away then turned back to him.

A soft smile on full lips when he raised his hands up to curl his fingers weakly to beckon the black-haired man closer, closer, closer. He rolled onto his side as an arm curled around his waist to hold him close as Shouta settled down before him. And he tucked his head down beneath his chin to his throat as he let his eyes flutter shut. Held to Shouta's chest tightly with that hand sliding up and down his back with fingertips skimming over his sweaty skin as he was held tightly.

Lips then began to press to the top of his head adoringly with kisses that he found himself eager to return. He kissed softly at his boyfriend's throat, up beneath his jaw where he nuzzled his nose and lips to that fluttering pulse point. Tightening his arm around the black-haired man as he clung to his boyfriend. His sweaty, slick skin sliding against his own comfortingly with that all too familiar vanilla scent lost under the salt of sweat.

He nuzzled at his boyfriend adoringly when he felt lips pressing to the top of his head again as Shouta held him tightly. Holding him close to his chest with a hand rubbing over the back of his hair gently with his boyfriend's cheek nuzzling itself to the top of his head. He kissed at Shouta's throat gently with rasping pants being taken by the both of them. Shouta then sighed out with arms tightening around him as he cuddled into the man.

Wanting to be as close as possible when he felt Shouta's left leg pushing between both of his. Holding onto one another in the wake of that heat that had been sizzling under his skin when he took a trembling breath. The realization he'd just made love to this man was overwhelming. He was choking on the rush of euphoria he felt as he cuddled close, close, close to the black-haired man who felt so good against him.

As if now that the blinding heat was gone, he could truly revel in the feel of his boyfriend's bod against his own. The brush of his sweaty skin against his own. And Shouta, for what it was worth, held him close like he wasn't boney. Skeletal. Like he wasn't sharp edges and long limbs. He clung to his boyfriend eagerly as he nuzzled his nose and lips into his throat where he inhaled that surprisingly sweaty scent.

Clinging to the black-haired man eagerly with his boyfriend holding him tenderly. Sweetly. Holding him like he was something worth treasuring when lips pecked the top of his head again. An adoring flurry of kisses that had him smiling into his boyfriend's skin as he was held tightly. He knew that unlike with Hizashi he didn't need to speak. He didn't need to indulge in pillow talk but from what Hizashi told him, Shouta liked it. That he liked talking after making love.

And as he rested in his arms, he raised a hand up weakly to touch those black curls adoringly. Twirling them around his fingers when he sighed out as Shouta's arms tightened around him gently. Kissing the top of his head again and again adoringly as he was held close to the black-haired man. Held with all the tenderness in the world. And God if that didn't get his heart racing anew in his chest as he cuddled up to the black-haired man. Happily curling in his arms delightedly.

"Yo-You know, I und-understand that it's only been fo-four months but I tru-truly do love you, Shouta!" He breathed out into his neck as he struggled to keep from coughing again when he cleared his throat then tilted his head back slightly to kiss just below his boyfriend's jaw softly. He got a pleased hum from the black-haired man when arms tightened around him in another squeeze. "I tru-truly do adore you, ho-honey!"

"I-I love and ado-adore you too, No-Nori! I always wi-will! I kn-know this was su-sudden but I appreciate yo-you making love wi-with me! Tell me, wa-was I just as go-good as Zashi? Wa-Was it worth the wai-wait?" Shouta questioned gently when a hand ran over his hair again. And while any other person would take it the wrong way, he smiled instead as he kissed at his boyfriend's throat softly.

"I thi-think both of you ha-have been wo-worth the wait! You we-were just as good as Za-Zashi! Both of yo-you seem to ha-have a talent for fu-fucking me breathless!" He retorted with a giggle then bursting out of him when Shouta barked out a breathless laugh as he was held tightly and he nuzzled his boyfriend with a hum as he rested his forehead against him. "Ma-Making love with bo-both of you is no competition! Your bo-both amazing in yo-your own ways! I'm a ve-very lucky man!"

Lips pressed to the top of his head with arms holding him tightly. Cuddling his boyfriend who cuddled back as he got another kiss to the top of his head before that cheek was nuzzling against him. It had him melting into his boyfriend's arms as Shouta sighed out gently again. "I sho-should be saying that! I fe-feel like such a lu-lucky man, sweetheart! Tha-Thank you for making love wi-with me, Nori! I pro-promise to fuck you bre-breathless whenever yo-you want me too!"

"Pro-Promise?" He questioned when he felt Shouta nod and he couldn't help a breathless chuckle as he tightened his own arms around Shouta. Reveling in the way his skin slid against his own as he curled into his arms as he sighed out himself. He felt content. Fulfilled. Not only had he made love with Hizashi but he had with Shouta. Both men who wanted him and who he wanted in response. They were his. And he was theirs; wholly, completely and unconditionally.