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The air was warm, humid, a humidity that Yuutarou and Hajime had never experienced back in Japan.
Yuutarou turned over slowly, the sun on his front that had warmed his skin just enough and now he was ready to tan the other side. Hajime had offered to rub sunscreen on his back under the hot sun of California summer.
The two of them felt free here, they felt comfortable without the pressures of press and paparazzi that had been trying to snap photos of them together since they announced their engagement. The trip was an impulse decision, one that the two of them found themselves falling in love with the longer they were here. Yuutarou relaxed under the warmth of his touch, Hajime’s hands were always strong and warm. Hajime was a master at this, rubbing away all of his knots and any tightness in his muscles. His shoulders and shoulder blades felt stiff and uncomfortable. The sunscreen soaked into his skin and Yuutarou hummed at the way that Hajime's strong hands felt against his skin.
He could fall asleep underneath the massage of his lover if he wasn't hyper-aware of how close he was and how good his hands felt. Yuutarou didn't just feel warm and sunkissed, he left the rise of arousal moving through his blood as his fiance moved his calloused, rough hands against the smoothness of his back. The small noises that Yuutarou let out were quickly turning to moans that he was covering up by biting into his towel.
"Hajime," Yuutarou whined and he heard Hajime chuckle beside him.
"Yes, Yuutarou?" Hajime had cooed.
"You know what you're doing…" Yuutarou groaned.
"I may be aware of what you're talking about," Hajime teased, he hummed as his hands slid against Yuutarou's skin.
Yuutarou shifted slightly, he could feel himself getting harder under the tantalizing touch of his fiance. Hajime knew all his sweet spots and the way to get the best reactions from him. Although he was feeling soft and they were on a public beach, after all, Hajime wasn't one for public humiliation. But the small subtle touches seemed to get worse than the full-on manipulation of his erogenous zones.
Eventually, fortunately for Yuutarou's sanity, Hajime left him alone just rubbing the sunscreen on his back. He was able to sunbathe with the sound of waves crashing behind him and the soft sounds of laughter filling the beach. It really was the perfect vacation. And whenever he would look over, he could see his lover leaning against his towel reading through a book, an umbrella covering his already tanned skin. Yuutarou smiled. He closed his eyes and let the sun soak into his sunscreen slick back. The warmth felt amazing and he could only imagine what the UV rays could be doing to his skin.
When Yuutarou opened his eyes again a few minutes later he blushed. Hajime’s eyes ran along his body, and he was trying to hide it by holding the book in his hand. Yuutarou isn’t sure if Hajime was actually reading when he was tanning on his back. Yuutarou blushed and he quickly lifted his feet so they were swinging in the air. Hajime’s eyes shot to Yuutarou, who blushed darkly. Hajime quickly looked away with a red tint to his skin which he hid with his book.
“Fuck-” Hajime chuckled into the pages. “Don’t.” Yuutarou could hear the smile in the other person's voice and it made him smile too.
“Well, the sun sure feels good against my skin. I’m gonna get such a nice tan…” Yuutarou teased, sighing with content.
“Really?” Hajime asked.
“My fiance is such a lucky guy….” Yuutarou continued, his eyes fluttering closed as he hummed.
“You’re damn right I am,” Hajime leaned over to run his hand along Yuutarou’s thigh, throwing him a wink. Yuutarou flushed and turned his head away. His face was hot and he couldn’t look at Hajime right now. Hajime squeezed his thigh and Yuutarou grumbled in response, he heard Hajime chuckle behind him, lifting his hand away. His thigh was cold in the place that Hajime’s hand just was, his skin felt like fire, and it wasn’t the sun. It was Yuutarou’s burning urge to touch once again. He wanted his fiance to feel up all along his body, and have his way with him. But they were in public.
“We should think about heading to lunch soon, we could drive around the city looking for places,” Hajime offered, closing his book, now that the both of them knew he wasn’t reading.
“Well, anything you’re craving?” Yuutarou asked, turning his head back around to face him.
“Maybe something heavy...so I have an excuse to drag you into bed with him,” Hajime said, looking deadpan at Yuutarou.
“You never need an excuse for that Hajime,” Yuutarou said blushing before he laid his head against the towel. “I need to sit here for just a little bit longer, and then we can eat, okay?” Kindaich asked.
“I would never hurry you, and miss this display.” Hajime offered a gesture toward Yuutarou. Hajime almost made him regret going with a speedo, but that was the point of wanting to tan. He had to get as much skin as possible. He couldn’t wait to hear what the team thought of his tan when they got back home. But until then he was going to enjoy the sun and enjoy the vacation with Hajime.
This time Hajime opted with his phone. It would provide a different type of distraction, he wouldn’t even feel time passing. He thought about texting Oikawa, but he was probably busy. He could shoot Matsukawa a text, although the last time he was in the middle of pulling a prank on Hanamaki, and that ended in a disaster. Did he have any calm friends? Oh, that’s right, he asked his calm friend to marry him…
He texted Oikawa anyway. He was his best friend, reluctantly, he shot him a text. He almost sent a text to Matsukawa just because. He scrolled through Instagram for a little bit, liking random pictures he came across. They were mostly from Oikawa. He opened up a picture of Oikawa and himself, he looked over Yuutarou for a second. He could totally take a picture of him and post it on his Instagram. People would love it, but Yuutarou might not be into that idea so much. He shouldn’t do it without his permission. Hajime scrolled through some of the comments on Oikawa’s post. Some of them were a little weird.
When the notification from Oikawa popped up on the screen Hajime clicked it reflexively.
“Hey, I think I’ve been out here long enough. We can go eat now.” Yuutarou smiled with content and got up from his towel preparing to pack up. Hajime looked at the message from Oikawa quickly, typing back a quick greeting, skimming over the text to grab context from the messages and ask a question. Apparently, Oikawa was helping Matsukawa with the prank on Hanamaki. He's at the store grabbing supplies. It must have been like 2 in the morning if Hajime remembered correctly. It’s possible he wasn’t.
Hajime knows that he and Yuutarou are gonna get a bunch of text messages from their friends, explaining the entire situation to them since they’re away. Hajime really was lucky to have such good friends and was honestly looking to be engaged to the best of them all.
“Alright Yuu, we’re out of here,” Hajime said, wrapping up his towel and holding it under his arm. Once Yuutarou was up and ready to head out, Hajime held out his arm to take Yuutarou’s towel under his arm as well.
Lunch was good, Yuutarou enjoyed the comfortable conversations that he and Hajime had over food. They were talking about their friends getting back to Japan. They talked a little about how they wanted to handle the press. Yuutarou expressed his zero desire to do it at all. Although he knew that was impossible. He was thankful to Hajime for having such good ideas. Going overseas to get away from everything and everyone was amazing, and Yuutarou hadn’t felt this at peace in a while.
“Hajime,” Yuutarou mumbled, holding the other’s hand across the console as they drove back.
“Yes, Yuu?” The other asks, turning his head to look at Yuutarou. Yuutarou looks at him, then at their conjoined hands, he presses a kiss to Hajime’s hand before putting it back down.
“I want to create memories, instead of just having a good time...I wanna do something memorable. I want to have sex on the beach.” In an instant, Yuutarou could feel Hajime's hand start sweating. Yuutarou looked up at him and then at their hands.
“Shit sorry,” Hajime says, letting go to rub his hand on his pants. “You got me, again,” Hajime said with a defeated sigh. Yuutarou just chuckled.
“Is that a yes?” Yuutarou asks through his laugh.
“Yeah...duh. You can have whatever you ask for Yuu,” Hajime says, looking over at him, reaching for his hand again and holding it tightly. Yuutarou's face was warming up as they drove. Yuutarou and Hajime had decided to spend the afternoon in the hotel room. They cuddled up together and watched a few movies. Yuutarou thought very hard about whether or not he wanted to take a shower, but he could take it once when he got back tonight. Yuutarou and Hajime had decided to wait until nighttime to go back to the beach. Hajime was pretty sure going to the beach in the dark was trespassing in some way, so they would have to get creative. Hajime decided to park a little ways away from the beach parking lot. Yuutarou and he walked the rest of the way there. Yuutarou had his towel tucked under his arm and had a tee-shirt on over a pair of swim trunks. They walked inconspicuously onto the beach. They found a spot a little out of the way, behind a couple of rocks, where the water splashed against the rocks splashing upwards.
Hajime and Yuutarou laid their towels on the ground, overlapping each other. A bottle of lubrication dropped into the sand beside it. Hajime exhaled through his nose and sat on the towel, dusting off the sand. Yuutarou chuckled and sat beside him.
“Sorry, I’m so awkward…” Hajime said, scratching the back of his head.
“I think it’s the first time we’ve done this, it’s okay to be nervous. I know once we start things...will we fall into it naturally.” Yuutarou said, his voice a little lower than usual. He felt different under the moonlight. Much less skin was exposed, but somehow that was worse. Yuutarou felt the need to cover up under the moon's rays and Hajime's lingering gaze. God, he loved the way that Hajime looked at him. His fiance, as if reading his thoughts cups his face and brings him closer. Hajime pills him into a knowing kiss, one with sparkling passion and wonder. Kindachi returns eagerly, happy to participate, the entirety of his idea being his. Hajime lowers him to the towel. Yuutarou’s back hit the even ground, the grains of sand shifting to hold his weight.
Hajime’s hands wandered onto Yuutarou’s sides pulling him closer into his arms. Yuutarou gasped softly as they kissed, Hajime’s lip folding over his own and commanding dominance. Yuutarou didn’t mind one bit. He loved when Hajime took control over him like this and honestly, this is exactly what he meant by sex on the beach.
Hajime’s hands roamed over his fiance’s body and Yuutarou sent gasping noises into his ear as the other hid in his shoulder. The other was trembling slightly, Yuutarou was probably cold from the cool ocean air. Hajime hooked his fingers under the other's chin and kissed him deeply. Hajime’s hands slid under Yuutarou’s shirt to touch his skin. Pulling him closer with needy hands.
“I love you,” Hajime whispered into the other’s ear with a breathy sigh. Yuutarou exhaled, telling him that he loved him too, folded into heated neck kisses that had blood rushing to all parts of Hajime’s body. But especially the part that was hard and erect pushing into Yuutarou’s thigh. Hajime brought him even close, his cockhead rubbing against the other giving him the friction he craved. He had to slow down, reaching behind him to grab the lubrication.
“Be patient with me Yuu, I have an idea.” And man, it was a good idea. Awkwardly, but not without purpose, Hajime pushed his shorts down and he did the same with Yuutarou. They were facing each other and both of their cocks were hard as they pressed closer.
“What are you doing?” Yuutarou asked in their shared space. Hajime just smirked as he slicked his hard cock up with lubrication. He lifted Yuutarou’s cock from out of the way and slid his cockhead in between the thick meat of Yuutarou’s thighs. Hajime exhaled sharply through his mouth and Yuutarou hummed. He dropped more lube into his hand before reaching behind Yuutarou and finding his hole.
“Oh-” The word dropped from the male when Hajime’s finger penetrated his hole. Hajime thrust forward into Yuutarou’s thighs as he wiggled his fingers. “Oh- Hajime-”
“Shhh,” Hajime hushed him, pushing forward into his thighs more, bringing him as close as possible before fingering Yuutarou slowly.
“God…” Yuutarou swore quietly under his breath, of course, Hajime heard it because their faces were right beside each other. Hajime only stared into the eyes of the other, and every now and then when his senses were clouded with pleasure his eyelids would flutter over his eyes and he would moan. And Yuutarou would watch him, moan and groan and only look away for a moment when his eyes screwed shut with pleasure. Yuutarou didn’t know whether to push his ass back or move his hips forward so he did both. And in moments his hole was looser and Hajime went in for the second finger.
The spread burned a little and Yuutarou screwed his eyes shut again at the stinging pain. Hajime could see the pain in his eyes but knew it would only hurt worse if he pulled out now. Hajime tried to distract the other with frantic thrusts, his hips, adding to his pleasure, aiming to cum but wouldn’t. Yuutarou was grateful for the distraction, his mouth went slack and Hajime licked at Kindaichi’s lips before claiming his mouth. The two of them kissed, with need and passion and although Hajime’s goal wasn’t to cum, he moved his hips and his fingers like it were. Like he was just trying to get Yuutarou off by simply touching his prostate with his fingers. But this was just part two of his plan, this was just the preparation.
When the spread began to give, Hajime pushed forward with another finger. Three fingers and once they were loose enough to move freely Hajime finally growled.
“Turn around now my love,” Yuutarou was a puddle against the towel on the uneven ground. The sand off the beach kicked up a little as Yuutarou shifted, his ass pushing into Hajime’s hard cock nicely. Hajime pulled his fiance closer to him, lined up his cock, slicked it up once more with lube before penetrating, pushing into Yuutarou’s hole slowly.
The slow entrance was one that Yuutarou hated. But Hajime had been careful with him thus far, he deserved the treatment through and through. Hajime slowly pushed forward until he bottomed out, Yuutarou’s head rolling back to look at Hajime. He smiled at him before withdrawing, slowly, getting a feel for the way that Yuutarou’s hole was sucking him back. He slammed back in, his patience had already worn thin while he was fucking his thighs. He just didn’t want to destroy him on the initial entrance.
Hajime, however, after that, had his way with him. Gripping his hips tightly, finding footing in the sand to help him leverage the snap of his hips. Yuutarou was pleasure blind, his eyes rolling between focus and behind his head. Hajime whispered sweet nothings and I love you’s to him as his hips came snapping. Yuutarou moans were lost in the ocean breeze, the lapping of the water on the shore and rocks covered the sound of their lovemaking. And as Hajime kissed Kindaichi’s neck the other cooed and whined and all Hajime could do was deliver him pleasure.
Quickly, as Hajime noticed he was going to cum he grabbed Yuutarou’s cock and pumped it in time with his hips. He could feel the building, the tightening of his balls as he wanted to cum. His hips were beginning to hurt from the forceful motions. They stopped suddenly, his hips stalling as Yuutarou’’s walls closed around him. Cum spraying onto his hands and out of his cock. Yuutarou’s climax had triggered the others. And Hajime was deep inside of him as he came, releasing everything in the other.
“Is that what you wanted?” Hajime asked, pressing his head into Yuutarou’s shoulder blade, looking up to see his response. Yuutarou nodded weakly and smiled.
“Good.” Hajime smiled.
When Hajime picked up his phone later that evening, he had been blown up with messages from Oikawa, Matsukawa, and Hanamaki of the prank aftermath. Hajime and Yuutarou shared a laugh, and they were able to return home calling their vacation a success.