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It’s become the norm, having everyone show up at Sia la Luce right after closing. Cherry was always first, strolling in and taking his usual seat at the bar. He would look at Joe expectantly, hand outstretched for a glass of wine, and Joe would snark about Cherry being an entitled four eyes as he poured his Pinot Grigio. Cherry would sip on it. They would squabble a bit. Joe would start working on dinner.
Then, Reki and Langa came in. Those two would be laughing and talking animatedly about something. Or, more accurately, Reki would be animated. Langa would be watching him, eyes and smile soft as he nodded along. Cherry would greet them with a nod and a polite hello. Joe would ask them how their day had been. Reki and Langa would settle themselves at the bar by Cherry and jokingly ask Joe for booze, and Joe would bring them sparkling juice with a chuckle.
Miya would come rolling in next. He wouldn’t say anything usually, going straight for the open seat beside Cherry and pulling out a video game. Joe ruffled his hair, smiling when the teen whined about it. Cherry softly asked what game Miya was playing. Reki and Langa would bug Miya, as all big brothers do. Joe would bring Miya a soda, complete with bendy straw. He knew Miya liked that, even if he never said anything.
Lastly, Shadow would barrel in. Sometimes, he would have a bouquet of flowers for Joe, as a thank you for letting him in after hours. He would take whatever open seat after saying hello to everyone, and Joe would give him one, and only one, glass of something. Usually moscato. Cherry would ask Joe if he was stupid, serving the lightweight after the last time they had seen Shadow drunk. Joe would smirk and ask if he should stop serving Cherry after what happened in France. They’d bicker while Reki, Langa, and Miya asked what the hell happened in France.
Tonight was no different. They all came in exactly the same as always. Joe had settled on spaghetti for dinner (and buttered noodles with garlic for Miya), to keep it easy. While he cooked, he listened to everyone talk. Apparently, Miya was having some trouble with someone at school.
“Takashi still doesn't like me.” Miya said, fingers tapping away at his game.
“Oh, him? Is he being mean to you?” Reki asked.
“Not really. He just...ignores me. Even when I try to be nice.”
“Well, that’s rude.”
“What do you say to him?” Langa asked.
“Just good morning. Sometimes, I ask what he thought of the homework.”
“Maybe you should try to talk about your feelings. About what happened.”
“Not everyone is as open with feelings as you, Langa.” Reki said with a laugh.
Cherry nodded. “Emotional discussions can be jarring for most people. Perhaps just continuing to be nice will lead to something in time.”
“Sometimes, though, you gotta say how you feel. Or else you’ll never get what you want.” Shadow said.
“Says the guy who waited, like, a hundred years to ask out the girl he liked.” Miya said.
“Hey! Joke’s on you, kid! I never even got to ask her!”
“Yes. I really played myself.”
Shadow grumbled as he took a swig from his glass. Kids these days. So disrespectful. Joe looked over his shoulder as he stirred the tomato sauce.
“You know, Miya, sometimes it’s best to have a place to talk. Away from a whole bunch of people, you know?” Joe asked.
“He’d think something was up. Like I was going to kill him.” Miya said.
“Jeez. That’s dark. I don’t think he thinks you’re a murderer.” Reki said.
“I’m not saying take him to a secondary location. I just mean, ask him to hang out. Talk.” Joe clarified.
“Oh, yes. What wonderful advice from Mr. One Night Stand. I’m sure you understand relationships so well.” Cherry said.
“We’re still friends, aren’t we?”
“Unfortunately.”
“What was that, four eyes? I can’t hear you over the sound of you drinking my wine for free.”
Cherry took his glass and swirled the wine for a moment. Joe took it from his hand and took a sip before handing it back. He grinned at Cherry’s scowl.
“Dimwit.” Cherry snapped.
“Robo-megane.” Joe shot back.
“Feral gorilla.”
“Uptight precious.”
Joe and Cherry were too close now, foreheads and noses pressed together. Cherry could see the vein at Joe’s temple throbbing. Satisfied, Cherry pulled away and sat back down, taking a sip of his wine. Joe huffed a triumphant laugh.
“Chicken.” Joe teased.
The conversation shifted away from Miya’s problem after that, becoming lighter. Reki talked about a new board design he was working on. Shadow talked about the flower shop. Cherry mentioned a new project he would be unveiling soon, and Miya’s eyes sparkled. Joe thought that was adorable; Miya had really taken a liking to Cherry. That was great. Joe knew Miya really needed a parental figure.
Soon, Joe was handing out plates to everyone, and the place was mostly silent as they ate. Joe didn’t bother making a plate for himself. He just added extra to Cherry’s and ate off of his. Less dishes later. Cherry discreetly mimed stabbing with his fork. Joe just pursed his lips and slurped a noodle.
“Uncivilized.” Cherry said.
“I’m very civilized. I have a five star restaurant, don’t I?” Joe asked.
“Five stars does not a civil man make.”
Joe stuck out his tongue. Cherry rolled his eyes. What an idiot. Why was he friends with this annoyingly flirtatious imbecile?
Reki grinned, holding up his cup. “I have an idea.”
“Slimes don’t have brains. They can’t have ideas.” Miya said.
“Mean Miya.”
Miya shrugged, a smile tugging at his lips. Reki puffed out his cheeks, making a silly face.
“Anyway, we should play never have I ever!” Reki said, a mischievous glint in his eye.
“I’ve never played that before.” Langa said.
“Man, it’s been forever since I played that game. Remember, Kaoru?” Joe asked.
“Don’t call me that, gorilla.” Cherry snapped.
Joe pouted playfully. “But they already know your name.”
“I never said you could use it to begin with.”
“Ooo, burn, Kaoru.”
Cherry rolled his eyes and took a sip of wine. Joe was lucky Cherry liked him. Otherwise, he would have been strangled by Cherry by now.
“Okay, okay! So, someone will say something, and if you’ve done it, you take a sip of your drink. If you haven’t, you don’t. Make sense?” Reki asked.
Everyone nodded.
“I’ll start! Never have I ever...dyed my hair!” Reki said.
Miya took a sip of his soda, and Shadow took a swig of wine.
“That one sucked. It wasn’t interesting at all.” Miya said, eyes glued to his game.
“Like you could do better!” Reki scoffed.
“Never have I ever been to a cat cafe.”
No one drank. Langa looked at Miya, eyes shimmering.
“Are those real?” Langa asked.
“Yeah. I’ve never been to one. But you get to pet cats and have tea.” Miya said.
“I want to go.”
“We should all go together! Bro bonding time!” Reki cheered.
Miya’s cheeks turned pink as he looked away from everyone. No way did he want to hang out with those two! If he wanted to go to a cat cafe, he would do it on his own! It’s not like he wanted to hang out with Langa and Reki! Shadow sighed.
“You guys don’t know how to play this game at all. You’re supposed to ask juicy stuff!” Shadow complained.
“Ah. Let’s see...never have I ever kissed a woman.” Cherry said.
Shadow, Joe, and Reki took sips of their drinks. Miya made a retching sound. Gross. Who would want to kiss anyone? Plus, that was a stupid question. Everyone knew Joe would drink for any question like that. He was surrounded by women all the time. Of course he’d kissed a few of them.
“I’ll go next. Never have I ever shared my jacket with someone.” Langa said.
Everyone but Miya drank. Joe laughed and ruffled Miya’s hair.
“Hey, kiddo, you gotta drink.” Joe said.
“I’ve never done that.” Miya grumbled.
“Sure you have. When Cherry was in the hospital, you covered him up with your jacket.”
“When Joe sprained his ankle in his beef a few weeks ago, you put it on his shoulders. You shared with him as well.” Cherry said.
Cheeks burning red, Miya took a quick sip of soda. Cherry smiled softly. It was good to see the boy opening up a little. Shadow groaned.
“This is getting boring again! I’ve got a good one! Never have I ever had sex!” Shadow said.
Joe’s hands moved to cover Miya’s ears as Cherry drank his wine. Langa and Reki shifted in their seats awkwardly. Shadow took a sip of wine, a smug smile on his face. Miya pushed at Joe’s hands with a huff.
“I’m not three, I know what he’s talking about.” Miya grumbled.
“We should be keeping things PG-13.” Joe said.
“Well, I already said it! So go ahead and drink, Joe!” Shadow said with a smirk.
“It is the rules, Joe. You might as well drink it all with how many times you’ve been intimate with someone.” Cherry said.
Joe still didn’t pick up his glass. He picked up his fork and twirled it around in the pasta. He shoved the noodles in his mouth and chewed slowly. He tried not to look at anyone; all eyes were on him, though. Waiting. Watching. Joe continued to chew. Wow, he had really outdone himself with this spaghetti. So tasty. Perfect for avoiding questions.
However, it appeared no one was going to let it go. Everyone kept staring at Joe in disbelief as they began to connect the dots.
“Whoa, Joe, are you a virgin?” Shadow asked.
“No way! You’re always talking to girls, Joe! You’ve had to have done it at least once!” Reki exclaimed.
Joe nearly choked at Reki’s words. Why were they talking about this?
“There’s kids here! What’s wrong with you?” Joe asked.
“Nah, Miya checked out. He’s got earbuds in.” Reki said.
“Aren’t you and Langa kids, too?”
“We’re seventeen!”
“Too young for this. Move on. Next question. Strictly PG.”
“So you are a virgin!”
Joe put his head in his hands. He had such a headache all of a sudden. He looked to Cherry for help, but the pink haired man was giving him an unreadable expression. Analytical, almost. Joe sighed. He was stuck.
“Fine. I’ll go next. Never have I ever used duct tape on my board.” Joe said.
Everyone drank to that. They continued the game for a while, trying to keep everything family friendly at Joe’s request. An hour or so later, everyone had finished their meals and started saying their goodbyes. Reki and Langa had plans to catch a late movie. Miya was going to an all night arcade. Joe and Cherry asked the three of them to be careful and to call if they needed anything. Shadow was planning on just going home and chilling out. Once they had left, only Cherry and Joe remained. Joe began washing dishes while Cherry responded to a few emails. They didn’t talk much, staying in comfortable silence as they worked.
Once everything was in order, Joe turned off the lights and he and Cherry left. Joe locked the door behind them.
“My car is arriving soon. I’ll give you a ride home.” Cherry said.
Joe squinted at Cherry. “Why?”
“I’m trying to be polite. Not that you’re familiar with politeness, gorilla.”
Joe grit his teeth. “You’re feisty tonight. Had a little too much wine?”
“Hardly. I can handle my liquor, unlike some people.”
“Oh, ho. How quickly we’ve forgotten about France.”
“You shut your mouth.”
They continued to bicker until Cherry’s car pulled up. Cherry got in first, giving Joe an annoyed look. Joe slid in next to the pink haired man, making sure to spread his legs wide so Cherry had as little space as possible. He grinned as Cherry huffed.
“Could you sit any more rudely?” Cherry snapped.
Joe put his arms out, resting them along the back of the seat. “I’m not being rude. This is how I’m comfortable. I’m a big guy, after all.”
“If you’re referring to your ego, perhaps.”
After a few more minutes of insults and annoying each other, they finally settled down a bit. Joe sat more naturally, though he kept an arm on the back of Cherry’s seat. They talked about Cherry’s upcoming events, about Joe’s new seasonal menu, about their plans for another trip to the hot springs. It was nice.
When the car stopped in front of Joe’s building, Cherry insisted on walking him to his door. When Joe protested, Cherry just said it was the gentlemanly thing to do. It would be rude not to walk a companion to the door.
And so there they stood, in front of the door to Joe’s apartment. Quiet. Staring at each other.
And then, Cherry kissed Joe.
Eyes wide, Joe just stood still as Cherry kissed him, as the pink haired man nipped at his lower lip. After a moment, Joe closed his eyes. His hand came up to cup Cherry’s cheek as Cherry’s tongue began to probe his mouth. After a moment, Cherry pulled away.
“I thought I knew everything about you. What a surprise to find out that you of all people still have your cherry.” Cherry said.
Joe awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, well. It’s whatever, I guess. It’s not like I put out for everyone that asks.”
“Mhm. I want it.”
Joe blinked. Surely he hadn’t hurt that right. Cherry definitely hadn’t said that he wanted his virginity. That was insane. Impossible. Unbelievable.
“You want what?” Joe asked dumbly.
Cherry put a hand on Joe’s chest, squeezing one of his tits. “I want to pop. Your. Cherry.”
Joe let out a shaky breath. So he had heard right. Cherry wanted him. He wanted to have sex with him. Joe’s heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest as he pressed his lips to Cherry’s again.
“Is that a yes, dimwit?” Cherry whispered.
“It is, megane.” Joe replied.
“Then let’s go inside. You may be an exhibitionist, but I am not.”
Joe rolled his eyes, pulling out his keys and unlocking the door. They had barely stepped in before Cherry’s lips were pressing kisses to Joe’s face and neck, his fingers nimbly unbuttoning the green haired man’s shirt. After just managing to lock the door, Joe and Cherry made their way to the bedroom.
Clothes came off. Shirts first, followed by shoes and pants until they were both wearing only underwear. Cherry was touching every bit of skin he could, his mouth kissing, biting, sucking all over Joe’s neck and chest. Joe wasn’t quite sure what to do with himself. He settled for just touching Cherry, enjoying the feel of cool, smooth skin beneath his fingers.
Joe’s never been further than this.
It always ended here. All those other people would have him here, kissing them, touching them, while they whispered into his ear. And that’s when Joe would back out. It was uncomfortable. There was just nothing there with them. But with Cherry…
He wanted more.
Joe didn’t protest as Cherry pushed him onto the bed. Cherry straddled Joe’s waist, leaning over to press his lips to Joe’s. He pulled away and brushed a lock of hair from Joe’s face.
“You’re quite pretty, Kojiro.” Cherry said softly.
Joe felt his cheeks heat up. “You’re not bad yourself, Kaoru.”
“Mm, how sweet. You’re blushing.”
“I’m not!”
Cherry ran his hands down Joe’s chest, pinching a nipple playfully. Joe’s breath hitched for a moment, back arching slightly. Cherry smirked.
“You are. It’s delicious.” Cherry whispered, breath hot on Joe’s ear.
Joe ran a hand down Cherry’s back as the man bit his earlobe. This felt good. Right. But Cherry was kind of doing all the work right now…
“What do I do?” Joe blurted out.
Cherry straightened himself. What a wonderful question. He had the perfect answer.
“Let’s get you on your hands and knees.” Cherry said.
Joe nodded. Cherry moved so Joe could roll onto his stomach. He hooked his fingers in the waistband of Joe’s underwear and pulled them down slowly. Fuck, how did Joe even get his pants on? His ass was huge. Cherry rid Joe of his underwear before giving his ass a light slap. Joe sucked in a breath through his teeth.
“Hey, what was that for?” Joe asked.
“I’m amazed you could feel it with how much ass you have. It’s no surprise some of it made its way into your personality.” Cherry teased.
Joe huffed. Rude. Cherry played with Joe’s asscheeks for a moment: squeezing, kneading, spanking. He relished in the quiet whines it drew from Joe. Parting Joe’s cheeks, Cherry kissed the green haired man’s hole, earning him a gasp.
Before Joe could say anything, Cherry licked a stripe up the length of Joe’s crack. He teased Joe’s hole with the tip of his tongue, flicking it against the sensitive skin. He felt Joe tremble at the stimulation. Taking it as an encouragement, Cherry kissed Joe’s hole again before pushing the tip of his tongue inside. Joe’s breath hitched as Cherry tongue fucked him. He hadn’t thought Cherry would be so good at this.
“K-Kaoru…ah~” Joe whined, lowering himself onto his elbows.
Cherry licked Joe’s opening with a broad swipe. “Eager, are you? Do you like this?”
Joe’s face felt flush. He did. He really liked this. He pushed his ass further into the air for Cherry. Cherry continued on for a while, tongue moving in and out of Joe, licking, kissing his pretty hole. He had Joe panting, cock now hard between his legs. Perfect. Cherry pulled away and pinched Joe’s left asscheek.
“Look at you. You’re a mess.” Cherry said, gently scraping his nails down Joe’s back.
“‘M not. You’re the one that stopped.” Joe protested.
“I did. We have pressing matters to attend to.”
“Why do you have to say it so seriously?”
“Shh. Get onto your back, Kojiro.”
Joe complied. He turned, now resting on his back, looking up at Cherry. The position made him blush, his eyes refusing to meet Cherry’s. Cherry fluffed the pillow behind Joe’s head. He leaned down and pressed his lips to Joe’s
“Comfortable?” Cherry asked.
“Yeah.” Joe said, reaching out to tuck a piece of hair behind Cherry’s ear.
“Good,” Cherry leaned in, nipping Joe’s ear, “because now, I am going to make love to you.”
“W-Wait! I haven’t done anything! Are you trying to make me look like a jerk?”
“I’m getting what I want. But if you simply must do something…”
Cherry dragged his nails along Joe’s chest, running them over Joe’s pert nipples. He watched Joe bite his lip, stifling the sweet whimper that wanted to come out. No, that just wouldn’t do. Cherry wanted to hear him. He wanted to hear Joe in a way no one else had, that no one else would.
“If you must do something, I insist that you make noise.” Cherry said.
Joe gulped. Cherry kissed one of Joe’s tits, sucking lightly until he left a mark. He looked up to find Joe’s eyes shut tight, his lips pressed together to avoid making a sound.
“Let’s practice. I know how you get exam anxiety.” Cherry said.
“This isn’t an exam, four-eyes!” Joe exclaimed.
“Oh? Well, I still don’t hear any of your noises. Perhaps you just aren’t listening.”
“I am! I’m just…mmmm~”
Joe couldn’t keep quiet as Cherry settled between his legs, biting and kissing along the inside of his thighs. Joe spread his legs wider without thinking. Cherry smirked.
“That’s what I expect from my good boy. No holding back, Kojiro.” Cherry said.
“Okay, Kaoru.” Joe panted.
With that out of the way, Cherry moved on. He lubed up a finger and pressed it against Joe’s asshole. The green haired man shivered. Cherry pushed just the tip of his finger in, stopping when Joe hissed. Cherry waited until Joe had relaxed again before inserting his finger further, up to the first knuckle. Joe whimpered, his hands gripping the sheets tightly. Cherry pushed his finger in completely. He spent a few moments curling the digit, listening to Joe pant.
As he added the second finger, Cherry used his free hand to rub soothing circles on Joe’s tense thigh. Joe’s eyes were squeezed shut, his back arching slightly as Cherry’s fingers moved in and out of him. Cherry scissored his fingers, trying to stretch Joe’s hole a bit more before pushing in a third.
Joe was starting to relax a bit. Cherry’s motions were soothing. Careful. He let himself relax against the mattress and enjoy the feeling of Cherry’s fingers filling him.
“Kojiro. I’m going to put my cock in.” Cherry said.
Joe blinked at him. “W-With your fingers? Will it fit?”
Cherry would normally make fun of such a question. But right now, he simply grabbed Joe’s hand and held it up, pressing a gentle kiss to the muscular man’s fingertips.
“No. I’ll take my fingers out.” Cherry said.
Joe let out a sigh. “Okay. I trust you, Kaoru.”
Cherry’s heart felt like it would burst. Joe trusted him. Joe trusted him with this, his very first time. Cherry tried to pull his hand from Joe’s, but the larger man’s grip tightened. Cherry gave his hand a squeeze. They could stay like this. Held together.
Removing his fingers, Cherry lined his cock up with Joe’s hole. Joe had grown tense again. Nervous. Cherry kissed Joe’s thigh.
“I need you to relax. It will hurt if you don’t.” Cherry said softly.
“It-It seems bigger than the fingers.” Joe said.
“Just a little. Relax, Kojiro. I’ve got you.”
Joe squeezed Cherry’s hand and nodded. Carefully, slowly, Cherry began to press into Joe’s opening. Joe gasped as the tip entered him. It was a bit much at first, but Cherry was gentle. It wasn’t long until Cherry’s cock was completely inside.
Cherry hooked one of Joe’s legs over his shoulder, forgoing the other to keep holding Joe’s hand. Once Joe seemed comfortable, Cherry began to move. He rolled his hips just slightly, smiling when Joe moaned. How pretty Joe looked like this. His hair was wild against the pillows, his cheeks red. Cherry could look at him all day. He was positively gorgeous.
After a moment, Cherry began to thrust. Not hard, or fast; he was slow, gentle as he moved, figuring out just where to hit. Joe moaned as Cherry found a sweet spot, his empty hand clinging to the bedsheets.
“You’re so tight, Kojiro. You feel so nice~” Cherry groaned.
“Ah...Kaoru, right there!” Joe whined as Cherry thrusted a bit harder.
Cherry took that as an invitation to go a bit faster. He knew exactly what Joe wanted now; his thrusts became more intense, leaving him huffing and moaning at the friction, the feeling of Joe. Cherry leaned in, pressing a few kisses to Joe’s chest and torso. Joe squeezed his hand tightly.
A hand wrapped itself around Joe’s weeping dick. A few gentle strokes. A thumb sweeping over the slit. Cherry brought his hand to his mouth, licking a bit of precum from his thumb. Delicious.
“I - Kaoru, I -“ Joe whimpered, his back arching as Cherry hit his sweet spot again.
“Say it, Kojiro.” Cherry said.
“I’m gonna come. Can you...can you...mmm~”
No ending was needed. Cherry continued to thrust rhythmically, his free hand jerking Joe’s cock until the green haired man gasped. Ropes of white covered his firm belly as he came.
Joe relaxed against the mattress, worn out and tingling, as Cherry continued to fuck him. Cherry could really appreciate the view now. Joe was blissed out, his eyes half-closed and his lips parted. The force of Cherry’s thrusts were making Joe’s chest jiggle in a way that had Cherry unable to stop himself from reaching out. He squeezed one of Joe’s tits, kneading it with his fingertips.
Soon, Cherry felt his body tense. He gave a few more thrusts before he came with a groan. Joe shuddered at the sensation of being filled with sudden warmth. Cherry pulled out and moved himself to lie beside Joe, head resting on the larger man’s chest.
They were quiet for a moment. Heavy breathing filled the room as they laid there, fingers still intertwined. Joe was the first to say anything.
“That was really, really nice.” Joe said breathlessly.
“Did you think I would be bad, dimwit?” Cherry teased.
“Who’re you calling a dimwit, four-eyes?”
The two men fell into a fit of chuckles. Joe turned onto his side to face Cherry. Cherry did the same, bringing them nose to nose. Joe quickly kissed Cherry, smiling when the pink haired man’s face turned red. Ha. He made Mr. Cool-As-A-Cucumber blush. Cherry returned the kiss, just as quick. Joe’s face heated up just the same. Damn it. Cherry could never let him have the win, could he?
Joe loved that about him.
“I popped your cherry.” Cherry said, poking Joe in the chest.
“I’m glad it was you.” Joe said, poking Cherry back.
“I would like to take a shower.”
“Right. Yeah. We should probably do that.”
“I suppose you wouldn’t be opposed to a shower together?”
“Not at all.”
“Good. Someone has to teach you how to bathe yourself, dirty gorilla.”
“Excuse me for not being as pristine as you, clean freak.”
Cherry stole another kiss before getting up and heading to the bathroom. Joe laid in bed a moment longer, watching Cherry go. He really couldn’t have asked for a better first time. He couldn’t have asked for a better partner. Joe heard Cherry call for him and got up to meet him.
Hopefully, this was the first of many, many times for them.