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[ he blinks a little, a bit taken out of the moment by the question, but --

honestly, he can't help but laugh. there he is, this is the guy that he loves.

so he pushes himself up into a sitting position and trails his fingertips playfully down the other boy's back, leaning forward to press a gentle open-mouthed kiss to the nape of his neck. ] You know, it was a lot easier to get you out of that volleyball uniform last time.

Not that you don't look good in this, too.

[ it's pretty easy to gently pluck the straps loose, meaning that he doesn't have to focus all his attention on his hands. instead, he can kiss and nuzzle at miyuki's neck to his heart's content, breathing in the sweet and familiar scent of his skin. and once he's got the straps loose, he can push them away, sliding his fingers up miyuki's back and splaying his hands there. he's warm and alive and real, and it still gives suga a secret thrill of joy just to be able to touch him again. it's been so long... ]

Yeah? Don't you think it all just looks better off?

[Feeling a little better at having ruined the mood, Miyuki turns again to wrap around Koushi, to kiss him, to push him back on the mattress where it's easiest to get to all of Koushi. And when he hikes himself up again, he brings a knee up between Koushi's legs, pressing right up against him. And it feels so damn good knowing Koushi's just as hard as he is.

He quickly sheds the last of everything: his shirt, his uniform pants, his helmet, his brace- and takes a moment to just. Look at Koushi.]

How the hell did I get so lucky.

[Cause, damn, Koushi is way out of his league and a way better man than Miyuki deserves. But he leans down- steals another kiss.]

Well, I never said having it off wasn't my favorite...

[ and he's giggling even as miyuki turns around to sweep him up into his arms all over again, tumbling back down onto the mattress with him in a happy tangle of limbs. it's hard not to smile when everything inside of him is bubbling up with a wild and bright sort of joy; there's a part of him that definitely understands the old cliche about being so in love that you want to shout it from the rooftops.

... then again, shouting from the rooftops would mean having to get out of bed, and it's pretty damn hard to do that when kazuya is kissing him breathless and rubbing a knee right up between his legs. instead, he can't help but moan and rock his hips forward clumsily into miyuki's thigh, seeking that friction all over again. ]

... I'd tell you, but... [ he's flushed pink, more than a little breathless, but still managing a smile. ] You'd probably fuss at me.

Mm, you're right- I already want to change the subject to something better. Like you-

[Normally, he'd want to jump right into the fun part, to whatever new kink he'd read about that he wanted to try. Normally, he'd get straight to wrapping his mouth around Koushi, make him sing. But even as his body burns with desire, he still takes his time. He still chases after every mole, makes sure he doesn't leave a patch of skin go unkissed. He takes his time working on Koushi, getting him hard.

For the first time, it really feels like they have forever.

He lifts Koushi up on the bed higher until he's facing Koushi's chest. He licks, he sucks- he works Suga here for a bit instead.]

[ oh.

this is --

oh.

it's new to have miyuki lingering over him like this, kissing every inch of his skin like he's trying to make sure there's not the slightest bit of him that goes untouched. it's not like he's ever felt unappreciated when he's in bed with kazuya, but... this is different. this feels almost like worship, gentle and reverent, and it makes suga's heart flutter and swell all over again. it's almost like kazuya is doing his absolute best to put that love into action, and...

... wow.

he reaches down and strokes his fingers adoringly through miyuki's thick mess of dark brown hair, watching him with warm eyes. ] Maybe I should tell you -- nnh -- anyway.

About how sweet you are, about how you made me fall for you.

You sure you're gonna be able to focus?

[Because if that's the case, then Miyuki will just have to do his best to interrupt Koushi entirely. It's not that he doesn't believe Koushi... he just can't really handle hearing good things about himself, honestly. He doesn't know what to do, doesn't know what to say. How's he supposed to react to that kinda thing? When he's never been complimented quite that way in his life?

So, let's see how well Koushi can talk while Miyuki's mouthing at his nipple, tongue swiping flat and wet across each one.]

H-Hey...!

[ not that he sounds really put off, because it's pretty hard to be indignant when someone is doing that to you. every little kiss and lick and suck to his nipples makes suga squirm on the sheets, cheeks flushing even darker and breath hitching in his chest.

... and yeah, it's pretty hard to concentrate on anything when he's got this to contend with. ]

N-Now you're not playing fair...!

[Instead of responding, just just drags his teeth gently over Koushi's nipple, rolling the other under his thumb. He really, really isn't the type to extend foreplay like this... but it's actually kind of fun. It's a different way of making Koushi come undone under his fingertips, and he wonders if he can get Koushi begging for him. He can feel the other's hardness pressed up against his stomach. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't dying to get his mouth around that as soon as possible.

For now, he'll just roll his torso down against Koushi to create that littlest bit of friction. He'll hum against Koushi's chest, mischievous.]

I just like hearing you enjoy yourself.

[ he sucks in a sharp breath at the feeling of miyuki's teeth dragging over his nipple, his next exhale escaping him as a little whine as he squirms all over again. it's true that he's not used to kazuya dragging things out like this, but that makes it... more exciting? it's new, for sure, and the thrill of it just makes the physical sensations feel that much better.

... but he's also been spoiled on pretty direct attention, which is why he can't help but rock his hips up against miyuki's stomach with another impatient sound. ] Y-You like teasing me, you mean...

[ sliding his hands down the broad plane of the other boy's back, until he's able to get two firm handfuls of that (pretty delectable) catcher's ass and squeeze. ] Kazuya...

[ tone warm and honeyed, spreading his legs in an attempt to tempt (and tease). ] Don't you want to make love to me?

i might be a little worried, if i didn't know about your superhuman metabolism...

i'm still green with envy about that one!

[ talk about an embarrassing position.

suga can't help but feel utterly exposed like this, legs spread and ass up, and one glance back at mei is enough to confirm that he intends on appreciating the view. it's weird -- the combination of embarrassment and arousal that twists in his stomach -- but suga would be hard-pressed to deny that it's... exciting, too. which is why he doesn't squirm away, even though he breaks eye contact and ducks his chin down like that'll be enough to help him hide. ]

I don't know if I should really take tha -- aah!

[ being called pretty is embarrassing, but it's hard to voice a proper protest when mei swipes a teasing digit down along the cleft of his ass. it's enough to tease at his entrance and his taint, and suga's dick jerks between his legs as a flush of heat rushes down his spine and pools at the pit of his stomach. ]

M-Mei, I...

Well, since you asked so nicely-

[Hey, technically, they have all fucking night for Miyuki to fully explore Koushi's body. He has no idea how their stamina will handle it, but they're both athletes. Surely they can go for at least a few more rounds before passing out, right?

He reaches over to the familiar nightstand, pulling out their well-used bottle of lube. He settles back between Koushi's legs, slicking his fingers and pressing a finger into him.]

Though, who's the real tease here?

[ there's a part of him that's not expecting miyuki to give in so quickly -- so it's a pleasant surprise when he does, and suga's more than happy to spread his legs a little wider to let the other boy settle in between them. after all, just a few hours ago, he was trying to come to terms with the fact that he'd never get to experience this again, and now...

well. he intends to enjoy it, enjoy miyuki, as much as he can.

the feeling of that finger sliding into him, firm and slick, is enough to make him gasp, head falling back against the pillow. it's not even much of a stretch, but his entire body is thrumming with excitement, and every little touch and stroke feels like it's bound to drive him wild. so he rocks his hips down against miyuki's hand with an impatient little buck, fingers tangling in the sheets below him. ] H-How am I a tease?

[ oh, it's definitely a compliment. at least it is in mei's book. he's especially pretty when he makes noises like that. unlike other people, mei'll let him hide (there are better venues to get koushi all riled up from), and besides. currently? he has a front row seat to everything. every little reaction, the jerk, the way he says his name.

that's not going to be enough, though; mei as a pitcher loves to toy with his prey, and in the bedroom it's really no exception. he absently repeats the motion again, and then circles his fingertip over his entrance, wet and slow, just enough to feel the heat of his skin there. ]

Hmmm? [ he hums as an answer, ducks his head forward to press his teeth to the perfect curve of koushi's ass--not hard, but how could he resist? the slow, teasing motion of his thumb over him continues, too, with no signs of becoming any more fulfilling anytime soon. he wants to hear what he has to say, after all. ♥ ]

Look at you-you look so good, spread out like this, opening yourself up for me.

[God, those little movements really make it hard to be patient. He wants to give Koushi everything he's asking for without hesitation. But he also wants this to go-- well. Right. Like Koushi said, this is technically their first time, uh.

Uh.

makinglove.

Just the thought makes him feel warm, he can't even really dwell on it for long. While it might have been a while for Koushi, it's only been a handful of minutes for Miyuki. He remembers just where to curl his fingers to make Koushi sing.]

I really want you, Koushi.

[ suga's breath catches at those words of praise, feeling his stomach twist with want. it's a little embarrassing to have miyuki looking at him at a moment like this, and even more so to hear him comment about it, but... he likes it, too, embarrassment and all. it makes his blood warm up pleasantly in his veins, his pulse skip a little beat in his chest.

but that's nothing compared to how it feels when miyuki crooks his fingers up inside him, pressing up against that little spot that makes fireworks go off inside suga's skull. he can't help but arch and cry out, fingers fisting into the sheets underneath him as that pleasure goes up his spine like a bolt of lightning. ] Nnh...! Kazuya!

P-Please, I... [ with a little whine, reaching up for him greedily. ] I want you too, I n-need...

[ suga presses his face a little further into the pillow underneath him, breath hitching at the feeling of mei circling his entrance with the pad of his thumb. the nerves there are sensitive enough to make him wriggle and squirm, his next exhale coming out of him with a little mm as the pitcher gives him just a little bit more pressure. it's not quite enough to satisfy; it just makes the heat burn even higher at the pit of his stomach, makes his skin itch with want. ]

I-I... [ he huffs a breath, but he promptly jolts a little at the feeling of mei's teeth on the curve of his rear. not hard, but enough to startle him. ] ... you're teasing, Mei.

[ the pout in his voice is almost audible. ] You didn't call me all the way down here just for that, did you?

[ aw, cute. he does have a point, though, mei did invite suga to ~~piss off kazuya~~, but to make this worth his time. koushi looks amazing like this, after all, and watching him squirm is nice, but.

he presses a kiss over the spot that he bit, then soothes his thumb over it, pulling back a little further. in all reality this isn't something he's ever done before, but it's got to at least be a little similar to going down on a girl, which he's got some experience with. and besides, narumiya mei never shows that he's sweating.

so, he rolls his eyes playfully and parrots his pouty tone back to him with a- ] Fi~ine. If you want it so bad.

[ and shifting to get a handful of his ass and pull his cheeks apart to duck in and run the flat of his tongue over his entrance without any warning at all. ]

Shit, there's no way I can refuse that, can I?

[But he really, really wants to take his time here. So despite how much he wants to slide in home and reconnect with Koushi- he continues to prep him, to get him warmed up and loose around his fingers.]

Did you miss me down here? How long has it been since I've been here?

[He hooks his fingers again, spreads them wide.]

Did you forget my shape?

[ ... who asks stuff like that???

miyuki kazuya, apparently.

and even though suga should be pretty familiar with some of the lines miyuki comes up with, the other boy still has a gift for catching him off-guard. so he can't help a surprised little splutter, even though it quickly gets cut off by another gasp as miyuki twists his fingers inside him and spreads him open. the stretch is enough to make him whine, squirming on the sheets as another wave of heat rolls through his body, and --

... he can critique miyuki's sex-talk later. it's too hard to think of anything else but how badly he wants miyuki inside of him. ]

Kazuya, Kazuya... [ wrapping his arms around miyuki's broad shoulders, pulling him down enough for a kiss. it's heated and hungry, almost like he's trying to pour his need into him with that gesture alone. but he's too breathless to let it linger; he has to break it off and arch his hips up for him, almost like he's trying to offer himself up. ] I missed you so much.

Make it up to me, make sure I remember exactly how you f-feel when you're inside me. Please.

[WHY IS MIYUKI KAZUYA SO GROSS AND EMBARRASSING.

He pulls his fingers out, slicks his cock and presses against Koushi eagerly. How can he keep teasing the other when he's saying his name like that? He can't, that's how. So he slides in- and snaps his hips until he sinks home. He's groaning, gripping Koushi's legs, hardly able to believe that someone could be this tight after all that prepwork.

He opens his eyes, though, because he doesn't want to miss out on the other's expression.]

Does this ring a bell?

[ there isn't a hint of shame in the way that suga opens himself up for miyuki eagerly -- twining his arms in a snug hold around the other boy's shoulders and spreading his legs a little wider to let miyuki settle in between them. it feels like a need that's more than just lust; his body is craving the way it feels to be connected with miyuki in the most intimate way, and it's an insistent itch that he knows won't be satisfied until he has miyuki buried to the hilt inside him again.

fortunately, miyuki doesn't seem keen on the idea of making him wait any longer.

and suga can't help the choked little cry that escapes him as kazuya finally presses into him, every nerve ending in his body alive and singing at the way that feels. the stretch is intense, but there isn't any pain, just... this utterly satisfying feeling of being complete that washes over him in waves. he can't imagine ever being any happier than this; it's like the warm, safe feeling of coming home. ] I-It...

Kazuya. [ he leans up a little, enough to press his forehead into the crook of miyuki's neck. ] ... I love you.

[Koushi probably wants Miyuki to move, to set a nice and hard pace, to fill him and make him squirm. But when Koushi says that, reaffirms his feelings- well, Miyuki has to take a moment to even breathe. He sets his head on Koushi's shoulder, takes a shuddering breath.]

I don't want to hurt you.

[It just sort of slips out, but he doesn't attempt to take it back. It's true, after all. And someone like Koushi deserves the best. The only thing Miyuki's the best at is catching.]

...well, again.

[Even if he didn't do it on purpose, he hates so much that he left Koushi without a single word, with only worry and concern to keep him warm at night.]

[ it's hard to think with miyuki pressed to the hilt inside of him, much less speak -- there's a constant pressure against his prostate that makes him dizzy, and every little shift feels like it just sets his nerves on fire. he wants to squirm, wants to rock his hips and encourage kazuya to fuck him, wants to beg for it until miyuki fucks him senseless into the mattress.

... but.

he hears that note of vulnerability in the undercurrent of kazuya's voice, and soothing that ache means more to him than any amount of pleasure. so he shifts until he's able to cup his hands gently around miyuki's face, leaning up to press a gentle kiss against his mouth. ] You won't.

[ without hesitation, without a bit of doubt. ] You won't, Kazuya. I trust you.

... and even if you do, even if one of us messes up, we'll fix it, won't we? Because that's what you do when you love someone.

[Miyuki doesn't think he'll ever, ever get tired of hearing Koushi say 'love.' It strikes him deep in his chest, spreading a rush of adrenaline through his body. He just can't believe this is really real. He actually... found someone.

In a place like this, too, of all places.

His hips start to roll, slow and savoring every second of friction between them.]

I love you, too.

[He gets back up on his knees, deepening his thrusts.] I can't stop thinking about you.

Edited 2016-08-04 10:18 (UTC)

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