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“Something in your mind, Sora?”
After such a troublesome and busy day, all Neku wanted was to get home and sleep. He had had enough of talking to people or even listening to them talk, and by the time his shift was over he just needed a bit of silence and peace. His eyes were closing on their own and his body was heavy, to the point he felt like he was dragging himself around, and he was pretty sure he had dozed off a few times here and there.
Alas, it was finally the end of the day and he had quickly made his way home, eager to take a shower and get rid of his dirty, sweaty clothes.
And he’d done so, as intended. Only he didn’t go straight to bed as his body told him to. Instead. he purposely took longer to bathe and even longer to change, not because of exhaustion but because someone seemed to enjoy watching him do these things.
Neku couldn’t help but smile at the adorable but embarrassed expression on Sora’s face, shyly observing him as he changed into something more comfortable,
“Hm? Oh-” Sora put his hands behind his head, looking away for a moment. “N-no? Not really. Why do you ask?”
Neku laughed. Even after dating for so long, Sora somehow managed to get cuter every day.
"Oh, you know… Just that cute face of yours. Staring at me."
Sora blushed and crossed his arms. "Well, pretty things deserve to be appreciated, no? So, that's what I'm doing. Looking. And appreciating."
"What, me or my tattoos?"
“Ahm… Both?” Sora nodded. “Yeah. Both is good.”
Neku let out a delightful laugh and walked toward his boyfriend to touch his face, pulling a little strand of hair behind his ears. Sora smiled into the touch, resting his head on his palm although his eyes were still on Neku’s tattoed chest.
“... You can touch them, you know.”
“Huh? What?”
Neku shook his head. “I know you like them. And you know I know that.” He kissed the tip of Sora’s nose. “You can touch them all you like. I’m all yours, remember?”
Sora beamed. I’m all yours was something he loved to hear in any way, but when said so softly and lovingly like that it felt like his chest was going to burst with love.
“I know, but… You know…”
“You’re not used to it. Yeah… I know.”
They were still getting used to being together for so much time. It was a bit weird, having so much time for themselves. They had dated for a long time and it was like their brain was always expecting to hear an ‘I have to go now’. Like they were wired to rushingly enjoy the little time they had before parting ways.
But that was not necessary anymore. Now they lived together! They could spend as much time with each other, doing whatever they wanted however they wanted. It was a bit weird having so much time, sure, but not in a bad way. It was the best kind of weird ever.
“It’s true, though. You shouldn’t overthink that. You know I love the attention.” Neku joked, pulling both of Sora’s hands to his lips and kissing them. “And, well, wasn’t it you who taught me to show how I feel?”
Sora fondly rolled his eyes. “You kind of did that on your own, love.”
“No, I didn’t. I only did it because you showed me how to. Because you… Allowed me to.”
He placed Sora’s hands on his chest, smiling at him. “I love you. More than anything. And… I want to show you that. So…”
Neku blushed and Sora’s eyes shined.
“You’re welcome to do that too.”
Sora giggled and held Neku’s face with both hands, giving him a sweet, passionate kiss. Neku welcomed him and pulled him closer, letting him run his hands down his body as he pleased.
It took Sora a little while to do so but he happily did, moving back a bit to observe the beautiful artwork that was drawn on his boyfriend’s body, tracing it with his finger, like he was redrawing it.
“It does get me wondering though…”
Sora looked up at him with a small ‘Mm?’, like he’d been caught off guard. Neku tilted his head and smiled, a hint of malice behind his pretty, shining eyes.
“You are always talking about how like looking at them. How you like touching them, even if you’ve done that a million times before.”
He kindly took Sora’s hand off his chest, noticing the faint, almost hidden disappointed expression on his lover’s face, which quickly turned into something else as Neku gently held him against the wall.
“Why?” He asked in a whisper, smirking at Sora’s blushing cheeks. “What about them makes you so excited?”
“... Well…”
Sora touched Neku’s arm, moving his hand up and down his skin.
“I mean, they are pretty. The colors are great…” He tightened his fingers on Neku’s skin for a frame of a second then went back to caressing him. “Shapes and everything.”
Neku felt his fingers again, now moving up to his neck, to his cheeks, and eventually moving down again to rest on his abdomen.
“But I guess what I love the most about them… Is where they are. The person who got them on his skin. So, why do I like touching them so much…?”
Sora smirked.
“I guess it’s just because I’m just really, deeply in love with you.”
Neku couldn’t hold himself. Sora’s voice echoed in his ears, that beautiful voice saying those beautiful things. He went back to kissing him but more eager, more desperate to have him this time. He kept Sora pressed on the wall, tasting his lips like the sweetest fruit ever known to man, only that fruit was only his, all his.
Sora returned the eagerness, his hands back to Neku’s chest again, touching and softly grasping at his nipples, refusing to breathe for a moment so he could have Neku’s lips on his at all times. He continued moving his hands like he was tracing every little part not of Neku’s tattoo but of his body, and then moved them down to his waist and his pants, to the shy bulge making itself seen.
“Mmm… Ah…” Neku pulled back slightly, just enough to see the way Sora looked at him. “So desperate, are you?”
“For you?” He said and slid his hand under Neku’s pants, touching his already hardened penis. “Always, love.”
Neku breathed in and held his breath for a second. The sensation of feeling Sora’s touch, of hearing him speak like that, of seeing him express how much he wanted him- Neku wouldn’t be able to put these things into words even if he tried.
He pretty much threw himself at Sora and the touches and kisses and moans they shared were almost muffled by their need for one another. It wouldn’t be possible to retell how it all happened because of how clouded their minds were by lust and desire, but all they knew was that they soon moved to the bed where they proceeded to kiss until Neku took Sora’s pants and underwear off.
“Oh… Damn…” Neku sighed with a smug look. “You really are desperate.” “Looks like I’m not the only one, handsome.” Sora said and winked, which only made Neku’s cock even harder. Sora laughed, loving how beautiful Neku looked like that. “Need a hand?”
He didn’t need to wait for Neku’s words, for they were surely stuck in his throat. He could tell by his gaze though, a gaze that said ‘please, and Sora couldn’t deny such a polite request.
He held Neku’s jaw for a bit and gave him a small, almost nonexistent kiss, only to keep his boyfriend’s eyes occupied while his other hand went to his pants, exactly where he wanted to be touched. Neku bit his bottom lip in a foolish attempt to hold back a moan, and Sora smiled even wider.
“So, so desperate…”
Sora slowly pulled Neku’s pants’ zipper down, reaching for his underwear and slightly pulling at it as well, never taking his eyes off his lover. Neku’s face was almost fully red but he still tried to hold it in, only that was not what he really wanted.
“Don’t be shy now, love.” Sora said and laid back on the bed, licking his lips. “I want you to show me how you feel.”
Neku moved on top of Sora, hands on each side of his beautiful body. He leaned down and licked Sora’s cock before taking it into his hand and tortuously moving his hand up and down, taking in the beautiful sight of Sora moaning for him.
“Yes… Oh, yes…!”
Sora closed his eyes and Neku held their penises together, jerking both of them off and joining Sora in the way he moved, eventually letting go and just rubbing himself on him, thrusting his hips. Sora placed one of his hands on Neku’s chest, the other on his cheek.
“Nng… You’re so beautiful, Neku. So beautiful…” Sora whispered.
Neku looked at him, at his shining blue eyes. Heat was coursing through his body and he could feel the need for release building up, but at that moment he focused on none of that. Instead, he focused on the man under him.
It gave him a reason, to have Sora by his side. He’d taught him to trust, to open up. Allowed him to express himself in any way he wanted. Neku never thought it possible to have someone this special with him, but as Sora’s slim body lay under his and he showed him his most fragile, most intimate side, he thought otherwise.
“... Fuck…” He breathed in, his vision getting a bit blurry. Sora didn’t fail to notice and looked up at him, worried.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah. Just…” Neku smiled, realizing that yes, it was possible, and yes, Sora was all his to hold and to take care of. To cherish. To share these wonderful moments with. Someone he wanted to feel pleasure, someone he wanted to feel good…!
Neku shut his thoughts with a kiss. Sora’s lips eagerly met his own, tongues moving together just as their bodies did, a rush of adrenaline but mostly passion turned into moans and whispers. It felt like they belonged to one another, together, lips to lips, skin to skin.
“Mmm… Ah…-”
“Don’t stop…” Sora whined when Neku opened his mouth to breathe. “Kiss me… Kiss me forever, Neku… Please-!”
Sora’s hand moved to Neku’s hair, playing with it, feeling how soft it was. Giving it a gentle, little tug only so he could hear his lover’s low moan again.
“Sora… I’m…”
“Don’t stop…! Please, don’t stop, Neku…!”
Neku kissed him one more time and pulled away, his breathing faster now as Sora unconsciously moved on his own, begging him not to stop now, not now-.
Neku tried to whisper, to tell Sora he was close, but he couldn’t. All he did was moan, and so did Sora as he tightly pulled Neku’s hair and they climaxed together, both of their chests soon covered in cum.
It took them a few minutes to recover. Between trying to steady their breathing and holding each other close, all they felt was bliss. Sora rubbed Neku’s back, letting him rest on top of his body, their hearts beating together for as long as they remained close together.
“... Holy, that was good…” Neku whispered, and Sora agreed with a nod, too tired to speak. They remained quiet for a while longer until their eyes finally met again.
“Hey…” Sora said.
“Mm…?”
“I love you.” He said. “More than anything.”
Neku smiled. “More than anything.”
It was past midnight. The silence was soothing, the only sound being that of their breathing.
Neku was fast asleep, having completely crashed after they took a shower. For some reason, Sora didn’t feel sleepy. He felt tired, sure, but not too much. Having his partner with him like this, realizing he wouldn’t be leaving in the morning and that they would have all day for themselves, kept him up.
There was a gentle smile on his lips, but no other movement other than of his hand. Moving up and down Neku’s body, once again tracing his tattoos.
Neku was right, he loved them. He loved them so much. But there was something he loved more.
After all, even if they were beautiful art pieces, they were nothing compared to the wonderful, perfect canvas where they had been drawn.