[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.]
[ 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?
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.]
[ 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...
[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?
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.
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.]
[ 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.
[ suga can't help but gasp at that first slow roll of miyuki's hips, feeling his nerve endings sing at that slow slide and pull of friction. there's a part of him that still can't believe how lucky he is -- it wasn't so long ago that he was preparing never to even see kazuya again, and now? he has kazuya making love to him, sweet and slow, murmuring all the sweet little sentiments that come with being in love.
and when miyuki shifts up onto his knees and presses in deeper, suga arches up off the mattress with a little cry, muscles tensed and trembling for a moment as the other boy finds that perfect spot. ] Kazuya...!
[ he keeps one hand curled at the nape of miyuki's neck, using the other to grip at one of the other boy's broad shoulders. it feels like he needs to anchor himself somehow before he drifts away, before he gets swept under by this tide of pleasure. ] Y-You feel so...
[ a shuddering little breath. ] ... perfect. Don't stop...
[Miyuki doesn't think he'll be able to stop even if he wanted to. Koushi feels so wonderfully velvet around him, soft and warm, like he hasn't been here in a while (which, for him, it hasn't been- but there's just something so different about doing this once feelings are actually involved.)
He leans over Koushi, bending down to kiss him as he pulls out to drive back home. He wants to milk every sweet sound he can get, make Koushi cry his name until he comes.]
[ the kiss makes his heart do a dizzy little flip in his chest, leaving him breathless in the best of ways. especially when kazuya punctuates it with another firm thrust of his hips, zeroing right back in on the place that makes the entire world shatter into fireworks. it feels so good that he can hardly stand it; it takes him awhile just to focus on the fact that kazuya is talking to him, expecting a response. ]
I-It... [ god, it does feel different. better, wonderful, more intimate than he ever could have imagined. especially when his heart feels full to bursting with the idea that kazuya's doing this because he loves him, because he wants to be with him in the most intimate way possible.
... it's wonderful. and it's way more than he can hope to vocalize in his current state, so. ] ... it's amazing. You're amazing.
[ he peppers lighter little kisses over the other boy's face, breath hitching into a little moan at the feeling of that next thrust. ] ... can you...
[ a little pause, almost shy. ] ... s-say it again? That you... [ love me. ]
I love you. [He says it immediately, with fondness and adoration and affection. His touch and gaze and movements become soft with it, like he wants to bodily convey just how much he loves this guy.
He doesn't know how he got here, but he suspects it's been like this for a while.]
it's not the first time he's heard it -- but it still hits him with that same powerful punch, leaving him dizzy and breathless and utterly overwhelmed. and miyuki keeps saying it, keeps driving into him and finding that same perfect spot over and over each and every time.
and sure, suga would like nothing more than to have this moment last forever, but how is anyone supposed to survive something like this? it feels like he's going to come absolutely undone; he ends up clutching desperately at the other boy's back, his nails leaving little pink-red lines of pressure in their wake as he seeks some kind of firm hold. ] K-Kazuya, I...!
[ he tucks his face into miyuki's shoulder, desperately trying to last just a little longer, but. ] I c-can't, I'm...! I'm gonna...!
[ and then he hits his peak, hard enough to see stars behind the eyes that he has squeezed tightly shut. ]
[Miyuki tilts his head over to watch the expressions fly across Koushi's face. He glances down to watch Koushi spill onto them- cause of him. Miyuki feels so weirdly happy knowing he can make Koushi feel this good and this loved.
He gives him a kiss, slows down as Koushi rides out his orgasm-- but he can't exactly hold himself back, either, not with Koushi becoming so taut around him, not when Koushi sounds so pleasure-blown, so desperate. With a gasp of Koushi's name, he comes undone himself, pressing himself against Koushi, their stomachs slick and messy.
He collapses on top of Koushi, settling there until he can regain his breathing.]
[ kazuya's heavy, and there's a sticky mess caught between them, but... suga honestly couldn't care less. instead, he reaches up to wrap his arms around the other boy and pull him even closer, nuzzling up against his cheek. ]
... I still can't believe you're here. [ softly, voice a little thick. ] You really came back to me.
[Especially not now... now that they... they love each other. All officially and stuff. He wraps his arms under Koushi, making sure he completely envelops the other. As if that'll totally help him stay by Koushi's side.]
[He could slide out, and he could lay next to Koushi instead of on top of him. But he also wants Koushi to know that he's here, wants Koushi to be wrapped fully in Miyuki so that the fear of leaving can never cross his mind again.]
I want to be the reason you smile- not the other way around.
[He strokes Koushi's cheek, full of love.]
But I'm lucky. How did I get the attention of a guy like you?
[ leaning into that hand stroking his cheek, allowing his eyes to close as he breathes out a happy little sigh. ]
I trust you, Kazuya. I know that you've got my back, no matter what. [ and his smile widens just a little more. ] Maybe that's part of the reason I fell for you.
[HE FLUSTERS UP.... so embarrassing... he didn't think anyone would ever "fall for him." He's a huge asshole, after all. But- he has to admit, he and Koushi have a certain chemistry that just works out so well between them.]
I'm glad my encounter with the dresser wasn't for nothing...
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[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?
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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?
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[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.
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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...
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[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?
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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.
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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?
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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.
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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.]
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... 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.
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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.
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and when miyuki shifts up onto his knees and presses in deeper, suga arches up off the mattress with a little cry, muscles tensed and trembling for a moment as the other boy finds that perfect spot. ] Kazuya...!
[ he keeps one hand curled at the nape of miyuki's neck, using the other to grip at one of the other boy's broad shoulders. it feels like he needs to anchor himself somehow before he drifts away, before he gets swept under by this tide of pleasure. ] Y-You feel so...
[ a shuddering little breath. ] ... perfect. Don't stop...
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He leans over Koushi, bending down to kiss him as he pulls out to drive back home. He wants to milk every sweet sound he can get, make Koushi cry his name until he comes.]
It's- is it different for you, somehow?
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I-It... [ god, it does feel different. better, wonderful, more intimate than he ever could have imagined. especially when his heart feels full to bursting with the idea that kazuya's doing this because he loves him, because he wants to be with him in the most intimate way possible.
... it's wonderful. and it's way more than he can hope to vocalize in his current state, so. ] ... it's amazing. You're amazing.
[ he peppers lighter little kisses over the other boy's face, breath hitching into a little moan at the feeling of that next thrust. ] ... can you...
[ a little pause, almost shy. ] ... s-say it again? That you... [ love me. ]
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He doesn't know how he got here, but he suspects it's been like this for a while.]
I love you.
[A kiss, and he hits home over and over.]
Koushi, I love you.
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it's not the first time he's heard it -- but it still hits him with that same powerful punch, leaving him dizzy and breathless and utterly overwhelmed. and miyuki keeps saying it, keeps driving into him and finding that same perfect spot over and over each and every time.
and sure, suga would like nothing more than to have this moment last forever, but how is anyone supposed to survive something like this? it feels like he's going to come absolutely undone; he ends up clutching desperately at the other boy's back, his nails leaving little pink-red lines of pressure in their wake as he seeks some kind of firm hold. ] K-Kazuya, I...!
[ he tucks his face into miyuki's shoulder, desperately trying to last just a little longer, but. ] I c-can't, I'm...! I'm gonna...!
[ and then he hits his peak, hard enough to see stars behind the eyes that he has squeezed tightly shut. ]
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He gives him a kiss, slows down as Koushi rides out his orgasm-- but he can't exactly hold himself back, either, not with Koushi becoming so taut around him, not when Koushi sounds so pleasure-blown, so desperate. With a gasp of Koushi's name, he comes undone himself, pressing himself against Koushi, their stomachs slick and messy.
He collapses on top of Koushi, settling there until he can regain his breathing.]
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... I still can't believe you're here. [ softly, voice a little thick. ] You really came back to me.
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[Especially not now... now that they... they love each other. All officially and stuff. He wraps his arms under Koushi, making sure he completely envelops the other. As if that'll totally help him stay by Koushi's side.]
I'm sorry...
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[ pressing a series of little kisses against his cheek. ] And, hey, look at it this way -- it gave me the wake up call I needed to realize how I felt.
I think I was a little scared of falling for someone else, you know?
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I want to be the reason you smile- not the other way around.
[He strokes Koushi's cheek, full of love.]
But I'm lucky. How did I get the attention of a guy like you?
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[ leaning into that hand stroking his cheek, allowing his eyes to close as he breathes out a happy little sigh. ]
I trust you, Kazuya. I know that you've got my back, no matter what. [ and his smile widens just a little more. ] Maybe that's part of the reason I fell for you.
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I'm glad my encounter with the dresser wasn't for nothing...
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Your poor head... I don't know why you thought you had to run away from me!
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jane saves miyuki from the dog house
YOU WERE TRYING SO HARD TO GET HIM IN TROUBLE
what if i want suga to spank him ;) ............
that's 2 spicy for muse
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