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Morinaga woke up first, even though the day was supposed to go lazy. A rare weekend together with his lover felt like a surreal dream, so brunette wanted to make it as pleasurable as it'll go.
Upbeat as always, Morinaga was brewing a coffee for his Senpai. Humming a random tune cheerfully, the smoke smell momentarily hit, letting man know he's not alone in the room anymore. "Oh, good morning, Senpai. I'm making a coffee, you want some?"
"Sounds good." Souichi stretched lazily, yawning a drug of smoke out, when brunette finally turned around.
"I... Wait a minute." Morinaga was clearly staring as blonde sat there confused, his cigarette withering. "Who taught you to put your hair up like this?"
Souichi indeed had his locks up, kept together by a single, thin pin.
"What's with dumb questions this early in the morning? Do you think I'm cheating on you or something?" Morinaga blinked fast, making his Senpai chuckle, so the man continued. "Kanako, of course. It's so painfully obvious, no?"
Morinaga smiled softly. "Right, I'm sorry Senpai. It looks good on you."
Looking away, estranged to such straightforward compliments, Tatsumi attempted to hide his utter shyness. Never minding that, Tetsuhiro took two cups and sat next to his blonde, diffusing the Arabic aroma all over the living room and calming Souichi's sinister temper.
As Tatsumi sipped the strong drink, rolling his eyes in enjoyment, his Kouhai shifted on the couch. "Can you teach me?"
Mori just had to blurt it out, ending a peaceful ritual of smoking and drinking coffee for Senpai. "Why? Your hair is short anyway."
"So I can do it for you when we're in the mood." Souichi gazed at his lover with a ridicule as Morinaga sat there with the oversized puppy eyes. "Please, I'll do whatever you want in return."
The steam and smoke were going up the celling, when blonde gulped his beverage in one hit, landed his lit cigarette onto the ashtray and got an idea. "Anything I want? Well, okay then."
Mesmerized and happy as he was, Morinaga put his hands together in a childish excitement as Souichi pulled the pin and his hair fell along his shoulders.
"First, you gotta gather the hair and keep it as if in a low ponytail with one hand."
In awe, brunette tried to remember every single move.
"Then, put your left hand under the pony and wrap the hair over. Your palm should look down, when you apply it against the base, twirl it upwards and release the other hand." Blonde locks twisted around Souichi's fingers easily, capturing the sun beams and shining as Kanako always made sure her brother uses only good quality shampoo and conditioner.
"Make sure your ends are tackled under your fingers. Now keep it together and get the pin. It'll go along your fingers, that keep the shape. Then, turn the pin, making sure you grasp the hair from beneath with it and pierce the pin trough the second loop you'll feel on your hand, so it ends up outside." With no struggle, Tatsumi wiggled the pin in, until his beautiful hair was up again.
"And like that - secured. Ain't going anywhere. Plus it's not touching my scalp this way, thus no headaches ever." Blonde shook his head proudly, as if proving his point. And then turned back, to enjoy the last hit of his cigarette.
Morinaga was afraid to admit he didn't quite catch the whole twisting and securing nuances, but smiled like an idiot anyway. "Wow... I can't wait to see you do it again some day. Maybe I should book an onsen right away?"
Exhaling into the void, Souichi got annoyed. "Mo-ri-na-ga. You're forgetting I still have a right to ask you to do anything. Don't make me wish you'd took that pin and stabbed your horny eyes out."
"I'm waiting for your command then."
As Mori victoriously brought a cup to his lips, sipped a bit of coffee and licked his lips, blonde threw his arms along the couch and smirked back. "Then let me top you."
A cough has been heard. Morinaga put the cup away and stared back at Senpai, eyes wide open. "Could you please repeat it once again?"
"You heard me. Can't I?"
Startled, brunette stood up and rubbed his fingers, looking at the bathroom door nervously. "N-No, it's not that." Tetsuhiro thought about it for another second and cleared his throat "... I'll need to prepare then."
"Go on, I'll wait in my room."
Morinaga basically ran away, hoping Senpai wouldn't notice his bright red cheeks.
He did anyway, so on his way to the room, blonde have risen an eyebrow to himself. 'I've never saw him panicking over sex before. So, even if I'm mildly regretting my joke, it might be very interesting.'
Standing in the shower, Morinaga stared at the wall. The water cooled his heated body yet failed to soothe his racing mind. 'It's not like I've never imagined him topping me before. However him proposing this to me feels... Weird.'
Lathering his skin with a foamy soap, brunette felt his stomach anxiously shrunk and his face turning red from panting. Sure it wasn't his first time being on the receiving end, but it was long ago. 'Will he even prepare me or just go for it? Should I do it myself?'
With hands shaky, Morinaga reached for some random cream they had laying around and exhaled.
After few more minutes, Souichi saw his lover standing in the doorway. Wearing a bathrobe, Morinaga stood there quiet, shaking. 'Well, that's different.'
"Are you gonna stay there whole day?"
Brunette's mind was puzzled. Seeing his Senpai lying on the bed calmly in situation like that made his legs shake. Both in fear and excitement. More shy steps towards his lover, Morinaga sat on the edge.
Souichi leaned on his arms, sighing with a smirk. "Come here."
'Isn't he at least a little bit nervous?' The closer Tetsuhiro got, the more confusion he felt so he observed his Senpai's carefully, finally noticing a slight tremble and almost audible gulps. Something wasn't right at all. 'So you are nervous after all. Okay, that's the game two of us can play.'
To Tatsumi's surprise, Morinaga switched the mood and got all touchy with himself. His hands sliding under the bathrobe, eyes focused on his, the bitten lip and the smirk. "I've waited for such a moment for so long, Souichi-san."
Flushed, blonde tried to stay still and save his composure. Yet Tetsuhiro didn't stop, getting into his Senpai's personal space and moaning instead. "Please, do it, Souichi-san. Claim my body, pound inside."
Souichi sat there, his heart pumping. 'What's gotten into him? Is he doing this on purpose?'
After a good minute of thinking, blonde finally sat up and broke the act. "Okay, okay, I get it." Morinaga ceased his actions, tying the robe, and sat there in silence, making his lover raise his hands, as if surrendering, and continue. "Fine, I'm nervous, okay? I just never saw you nervous cause of sex before."
Chuckling, brunette fell on the sheets near his lover thighs, covering his smile and face with palms. "Well of course I am nervous. It's been a while and... Souichi-san proposed to have it." Clearing his throat and ignoring the fuming Senpai, he sighed. "What's important, do you still want this?"
Swallowing his fear, blonde closed his eyes for a moment. 'Do I? On the one hand, it's weird. But on the other, I've never seen him like this before - so soft and insecure... I think...'
"...I do. You?"
"Me too."
To ease up their mood a little, Morinaga pulled blonde down, so he was lying nearby. "Do you want me to guide you through the process or do you have something in mind?"
Senpai recalled how brunette always did it to him. 'Touches. Teasing. Never stop talking. Gentle. How did he start it?.. Before anything, there's...'
A kiss was felt on Souichi's lips. "Sorry, Senpai. You were so lost in your thoughts I had to."
'Easy and playful. Good. That's it.'
Confused from head to toes, Morinaga was kissed back hastily. Souichi frowned, trying to make it right - movements focused, slow, kinda pushy.
His lips parted, adding a tongue just to Mori's liking. Tetsuhiro didn't take the lead nor resisted it, enjoying the sudden flow instead. A quiet moans were escaping his mouth as if telling his Senpai «don't stop».
Not loosing the moment of courage, Tatsumi broke their kiss and pulled the bathrobe belt. It falling loose, uncovered brunette's smooth chest, going up and down slightly - breath hitching under blonde's touch. Totally to Senpai's advantage, a blush bloomed across Morinaga's face as the man got his face closer, lips pecking the savory skin. Breathing in a scent so hypnotic, blonde almost moaned back in awe.
Morinaga could swear he was going crazy. Not once in those long years of co-living was Morinaga embraced by his Senpai. Now even the slightest movements: the nose rubbing against the chest, the air he exhaled tickling the skin, the shy little kisses - it all at once made Tetsuhiro slowly melt, murmuring sweet words of affirmation into the heated void. "You're just right for me, Souichi-san."
Lost in the moment, Souichi went further down - only a wet trace glistening in the morning sun. Such an enthusiasm was warmly welcomed by brunette, until his lover's touches reached somewhere real close to his navel. "Senpai...?"
Turning his head towards the sound, blonde focused hazy eyes on Morinaga. "What?" It took him a second or two to realize. "...Oh, I didn't mean to."
Flushed, he straightened his back and sat on Tetsuhiro's lap.
"It's okay, you don't have to."
Drunk on adrenaline, Souichi had a hard time telling the reality from the fever dream. His Kouhai was lying there, completely naked, open to his touches... 'Somehow even more confident than me. But damn he's enjoying it.'
Morinaga was indeed very into Senpai's idea. Yarning for his man, he leaned on his elbows, trying to look his Senpai in the eyes. Slowly, he reached for his pajamas. "Maybe you could take that off?"
Blonde anticipated Morinaga's swift fingers, but he was waiting patiently instead. Button after button, Souichi lost the shirt. As if being cut lose from contradictions, he then pulled his pants and underwear off too.
Morinaga gulped and shifted on the sheets, sinking in such a benediction - diligently indicating he's in thirst bigger than ever. Blonde couldn't wait longer either. Hovering over his lover's body, lips have stolen yet another lazy kiss as his fingers caressed Morinaga's smooth neck, giving brunette tingles down his stomach.
Flushed and horny, blonde looked into Morinaga's eyes in a silent question. 'How do I go on?'
Brunette pulled his lover closer and spread his knees. Sight calling for a little help, right to his ear, Morinaga whispered. " Souichi-san, do you remember how I did this to you?"
Nod.
"Can you do the same to me?"
Nod.
"Good. Here, give me your hand."
Feeling a cold touch on his fingers, Souichi grasped it in his mind. 'The lube.'
Heated from rubbing, the coated fingers lingered on Morinaga's hole. Almost imperceptibly, they landed on a sensitive skin. Shacking in shivers, brunette blinked. "Go on."
The first finger was in, sliding inside easily. As Morinaga tilted his head back, blonde was lost. Yet heat lingering around the digit made hesitation leave man's head. He moved again - in and out, slowly. "Yes, like that."
Before adding another finger, Souichi grabbed his lover's chin and pressed a silencing kiss onto his lips, taking the lead back. With now two in, moans were trying to escape Mori's throat. Caught masterfully by his partner, they remained within brunette's chest as Souichi psyched enough to speed up. Trying to crawl closer, Morinaga changed the position a bit, making each thrust to budge a little knot known so well by Senpai as «special spot».
Breaking the kiss, some suppressed groans were allowed out, blessing blonde's ears at last. "Don't stop, Souichi-san..."
Morinaga was faintly jerking his hips into the movements, his dick ribbing against Senpai's arm. Throwing his head even farther back, brunette panted hard, horny non-sense leaving his lungs. He was close.
Souichi's forever virgin mind haven't caught the notions under him, stretching his fingers apart and then pushing back to the spot. In a brisk of moment, his lover fell apart, calling his favorite name in last sane breaths. Silver strings of cum tangled on blonde's forearm to which he stared in disbelief. He briefly pulled his fingers out, setting a breathy whisper free. "Are you okay?"
Morinaga spaced out a little: few weeks of sex restriction and a position where he didn't have to hold it worked so unexpectedly good on him, leaving his mind buzzing, eyes closed in bliss.
"Mori?"
Brunette turned his head towards the sound at last and smiled wide. "It was fantastic, Souichi-san..."
Quiet sigh of relief filled the room. Leaning to his Senpai, Morinaga went for another kiss. His fingers were tingling his man's neck, then taking his hairpin off smoothly. As locks fallen tickled his shoulders, Souichi shivered a little. Free, his head felt light.
Man was enjoying the feeling, when Morinaga broke the kiss and repositioned them so Senpai was now laying down with brunette between his legs. Tetsuhiro then moved closer to his lover groin. "Wha-?.."
"You'll have to trust me on this one, Souichi-san." Question in blonde's eyes stayed, until it all didn't matter as his fully hard dick was devoured by his lover, making Tatsumi squint his eyes in desperate attempt to keep his whines to himself. Given the context - with Souichi's fingers covered in lube and his arm sticky in Mori's discharge - he couldn't last long.
"Mori... I'm clo-!" Never have he ever finished this sentence with brunette's going South on him.
Satisfied, Morinaga was almost savoring the taste while looking softly as his man limped on the pillows. Swallowing saliva mixed with spent, brunette grinned and switched them, making Souichi appear on top again. "Now it should feel even better."
The irritation evaporated all together when Morinaga spread his legs, beckoning blonde inside him. So Senpai gulped and reached for the lube instead. A squeeze of transparent goo rubbed in the two fingers was pressed to brunette's entrance. Under his hitched breath he hissed cause it was too cool against the room temperature, but rushed to hide it not to scare off his lover.
On the contrary, Souichi felt amazing, pushing his digits in confidently. They slid in, meeting no resistance - his middle finger reaching back to brunette's prostate. Vibrating hum was liberated from Tetsuhiro's throat, sparking something freaked within Senpai's brain.
Casually, he added third finger, forcing Morinaga to choke on his own whimpers. "Thank you very much, you're doing so good, Souichi-san."
Wet slaps filled Tatsumi's bedroom as man was trying to focus. His mind, never so freaked, stayed rational, trying to calculate the time Morinaga would usually spend doing it all to him. The beads of sweat formed on his forehead, dripping down only for Tetsuhiro to snap him out of it.
"Souichi-san, I think... I think it's enough." Fingers stayed in, only yet another silent question lingering within blonde's eyes. "I can feel... you're fixed on making this right for me, and I'm really grateful to you, but I want you to enjoy it as well."
Tatsumi tucked this one unruly strand of hair behind his ear, exhaling. "Are you sure?"
Impatient as always, Morinaga secured Souichi's member in his hand and circled it around his hole. "Ah-! Yes, that's it, see?"
"Fuck..." Erasing all traces of sanity and fighting his own premonitions, blonde moaned and pushed it further, inch after inch. It felt good. It felt... different. Morinaga was panting, and sweating, and screaming endless rows of "yes, yes, yes"; and seeing him this vulnerable felt wrong, but amazing.
Capturing this image to secretly jerk off to it later, Souichi realized how truly twisted his brain was. 'Gods, that's why he can never shut up about sex...'
As blonde was slowly thrusting into the softness and, frankly speaking losing his mind, brunette wrapped his legs around his lover's waist, pulled him even closer and gazed him in the eyes, commanding shamelessly. "Souichi-san, please, faster!"
Weak in his knees, Senpai indulged his lover's desire and picked up the speed. Loud moans were beaten out of Morinaga's chest, striking sharp "ah, ah, ah's" echoing inside Souichi's ears.
Earlier blonde would rather die than admit he enjoys having sex with Mori. Yet pounding inside brunette felt so right somehow. Him always open, especially like today, seemed to be a missing puzzle for Souichi. Spiraling down, he finally grasped his slightly obsessive idea of loving his Kouhai immensely. An intrusive thought of toping Tetsuhiro was engraved on his frontal lobe for a while. Now gazing at Morinaga - his Mori - taking it so well, man maintained strong rhythm as if reassuring his lover he's exactly where he wants to be.
Morinaga, still shocked of what was going on, could feel the alteration in the mood too. Senpai was never really his to claim, just a man who was kind enough to stay and let Tetsuhiro be himself. Never till precisely the moment they were in, when Morinaga felt shy for the first time in a long while. Once broken, head over heels into his boss; him, who pinned even for a brief casual "good mornings", was now glared upon lovingly. Not to mention - fucked just right.
Morinaga knew they were both done for when Tatsumi pulled out fully, only to thrust deeper inside. Abrupt movement caused a twitch, soft walls closing around blonde's cock. Mori was coming again, spilling all over his stomach - hitched moans escaping his guts. Souichi cursed quietly before the jolt of pure pleasure got him too, making him fill his lover to the brims.
"Oh Gods..."
Men tried to catch their breath, when uncontrolled giggle illuminated the room. Morinaga was so genuinely happy, his smile beaming like a thousand suns.
"Sorry, it's just... I'm so happy right now." Morinaga laughed further, his arms crossed in attempt to cover his crimson face. "I love you so much, Souichi-san."
Souichi stayed in, slight fog lingering softly in his eyes. Getting up on his elbows, Tetsuhiro almost lured blonde into another slow kiss. As reality was slowly pulling him back, blonde made their foreheads meet, hiding his shyness, and exhaled a faint smirk. "I know, and... I'm glad."
Another wave of chuckles was heard, as they soon pulled back together, making out through out the perfect afterglow.