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Tatsumi always looked so serene, so calming and genuinely nice. He was perfect; handsome, kind, smart and so much more! He'd never say no to Aira wanting to climb into bed with him because of the freezing temperature, Aira was sure of it.
But even while being sure of not getting rejected, Aira was still a little nervous because what if...?
He quickly shook off the thought and approached Tatsumi's room, knocking on the door after gathering the last bits of courage he needed. The knocking sounded very loud in the silent evening, Aira hoped he hadn't woken up anyone other than Tatsumi.
After some muffled shuffling the door opened up, revealing a sleepy and slightly shivering Tatsumi.
"Tattsun-senpai, can I sleep with you for tonight? It's really cold in my room and it just won't get warm and you were the first person to come to mind, I'm so sorry for waking you up and-" Aira rambled, voice a bit louder than he would have preferred, until he was silenced by Tatsumi letting out a chuckle.
"Fufu, Aira-san, you don't have to justify your request. It's alright, come on in, the bed should still be warm," Tatsumi said while walking back to his bed and climbing in, holding open the covers so that Aira could slip in as well.
While walking over to Tatsumi, Aira's thoughts were running miles per second, hoping to justify what he was doing – despite it being something very innocent and harmless – to himself. Skinship was common in their community, people often did things like join one another in bed when it got cold, he wasn't being weird at all!
Right before he got under the covers he took note of Tatsumi's expression: content, a bit sleepy, but very affectionate. That wasn't very good for Aira's heart. He could barely stop his tail from wagging at the sole idea that Tatsumi was looking at him like that because he likes, no, loves Aira. Of course, that was just hopeful thinking.
Aira climbed under the covers, and as Tatsumi had said, they were luckily still warm.
Tatsumi bid him a "Good night, Aira-san." and Aira was quick to say it back, though he doubts that Tatsumi actually heard him, based on his breathing he seemed to already have drifted off to asleep again. Aira closed his eyes as well, his tail moving as close as possible to his body so it didn't disturb Tatsumi.
Several minutes passed and Aira couldn't sleep. There was no way he could sleep when he was in the same bed as Tatsumi. Tatsumi! Of all people!
Aira began to wonder if he'd had a death wish when he immediately thought of Tatsumi when he was almost freezing in his own bed.
Out of light frustration, because Aira did really want to sleep in the comforting warmth of Tatsumi's bed, he began to squirm around a bit, trying to see if a different position in the bed would get him to fall asleep, but alas, after a bit of squirming around he found that his efforts bore no fruit.
Pouting to himself didn't help him, but it was the only thing he could really do. Aira huffed in annoyance before a certain feeling in his gut made him aware of another thing: he needed to pee.
Normally that would not have been a problem, but now Aira was in bed with Tatsumi and it was cold outside of the covers, very cold. He didn't want to risk waking Tatsumi up just because he had to pee and couldn't sleep, that would not only be embarrassing, but also the end of him.
To make it all worse, he heard – and felt – Tatsumi wake up again behind him, but as soon as he started to feel guilty about waking him up again Tatsumi spoke up, "Aira-san, you're having that kind of problem, are you not? Allow me to help you out,"
Aira paused, took a moment to take in what Tatsumi had said and was about to start apologizing and clearing up the situation, but Tatsumi was rather quick for someone who still sounded pretty sleepy, and suddenly there were hands around his waist. Huh, Tatsumi's hands made his waist seem really small.
"Aira-san-" Tatsumi started, taking hold of the waistband of Aira's pants-"is this alright with you? I understand that I might be coming off a little strong," Aira couldn't suppress the squeak that came out.
"No- yes, I mean, no I don't mind, go ahead," the words were out of his mouth before he'd realized it, but once he realized it he also acknowledged how breathy his voice sounded. How embarrassing!
Tatsumi let out a soft chuckle and Aira practically melted at the sound before he remembered what was happening; Tatsumi was going to help him with the boner he thought he had.
Aira didn't have a boner yet, but the realization of what Tatsumi was thinking, paired with Tatsumi pulling his pants down to his thighs, was enough to make his blood rush down.
Before moving his hands to Aira's front, Tatsumi took an interest in the blond's tail, which was now more free to move about. In the dark it was pretty difficult to see the stripes on Aira's tail, but if he looked close enough he could make out the lighter and darker parts. Tatsumi couldn't help but move his hand to pet it, it just looked so soft.
Aira almost purred at the sensation as his cheeks gained a pretty pink color in the dark. What a shame Tatsumi couldn't see, not only because of the dark but also because Aira wasn't facing him.
After having petted Aira's tail for a bit, Tatsumi moved his hands back to Aira's front, dipping down and taking the blond's dick in hand. A bit of precum already having gathered at the tip.
He stroked up and down, pressing his nose into Aira's neck to look for his scent gland and Aira could barely keep it together, he was tensing up all over.
He still had to pee, but now his Tattsun-senpai was jerking him off because he had mistaken the situation and Aira was on the verge of crying, the tears already having collected in his eyes.
Aira was glad Tatsumi wasn't facing him, he didn't know how he'd react, or recover, if Tatsumi saw him crying and started comforting him.
After a short moment of searching, Tatsumi found Aira's scent gland and nipped at it, eliciting small and high whimpers from Aira.
Aira was going to burst and cry and have a breakdown and then he'd have to find a new place to live because he could never look Tatsumi in the eyes again!
Of course Tatsumi, who was ever so observant, noticed that Aira was tensing up and moved his free hand to the blond's tail.
As soon as Aira took note of that all the color drained from his face; that was gonna be his end.
Tatsumi's hand then found Aira's tail and petted it again, working it so that Aira could relax like he had done before, and just like before, Aira's body relaxed under his touch.
With his body relaxed and Tatsumi's hands on two of his most sensitive parts Aira couldn't suppress anything anymore, his tears rolled down his cheeks right before he came, coating Tatsumi's hand in white.
Tatsumi was about to take his hand off of the younger until he felt more than just Aira's cum coat his hand, warm piss gushing out of the dick he was still holding onto.
Aira had expected Tatsumi to pull away, to be grossed out and to look at him in disgust, he'd been expecting all that the moment Tatsumi had moved his free hand to touch his tail. Yet, somehow, Tatsumi not letting go of his dick was even worse and more embarrassing than the entire situation already was.
Aira couldn't help but cry even more at that, he was sure that Tatsumi could hear him properly because he had given up on suppressing his voice; in his mind, shit had already hit the fan, so there was no reason for him to try and keep quiet anymore.
Once the stream of piss came to a stop, Aira began profusely apologizing to Tatsumi about everything, from waking him up on a cold night to pissing over his hand that same night, all while crying and stumbling over his words, his ears flat on his head.
It took Tatsumi a few tries, but after the fifth "Aira-san," he had finally captured the boy's attention. "Aira-san, it's alright, all we need to do is get ourselves and the bed cleaned up, you don't need to apologize so much," Tatsumi said, voice gentle and calm, despite the mess that they'd made.
Aira turned his head to look at Tatsumi, who leaned a bit over him to make sure that Aira could actually look at him without breaking his neck, before they both came to the realization that it was still dark and that they could hardly make out each other's features. Tatsumi let out a laugh at that and then moved to flick on the lamp on his nightstand.
Tatsumi moved to get out of bed so he could get stuff to clean the two of them up, but stopped in his tracks once Aira shot up in the bed, the blond's ears perking up again.
"Tattsun-senpai, stay put, I'll clean it all! You don't need to help! It's my fault this happened, anyway," Aira said, his face still puffy from crying.
In the end, Tatsumi couldn't just let Aira do everything, so he helped him out anyway, and once that was done they laid down in Tatsumi's cleaned, and better smelling, bed after turning off the lamp.
Tatsumi had resumed the position on his side that he had been in before, while Aira tried to keep some distance between them out of lingering shame. Tatsumi, of course, noticed and pulled him close to his chest, one hand moving to stroke through Aira's hair while the other stayed around the blond's waist.
Aira's face was pressed up against Tatsumi's chest and upon hearing – and feeling – Tatsumi's calm and steady heartbeat, the things that Tatsumi had said finally got through: he didn't need to apologize, it was alright.