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The light in the theatre turned on. Ida turned to look at his boyfriend and couldn’t help the fond smile appearing on his face as he took in Aoki’s red eyes and tear-streaked cheeks.
“It was a good movie.” He said, steering Aoki out of the theatre. “Was it the last scene?”
Aoki sniveled and nodded. “When they finally met and the kiss in the rain.”
Ida hummed.
“You must be heartless not to get emotional.” Aoki grumbled, looking pointedly at Ida’s unconcerned face.
Ida shrugged. “It was just a movie.”
“You’re just not romantic at all.” Aoki stated. Then he sighed dejectedly. “Speaking of rain, it’s pouring down outside.”
The rain was still falling when they reached their train stop and they huddled beneath Ida’s umbrella while making their way down the pathway towards his house. Walking like this Ida could feel the warmth of Aoki’s body and hear his breathing. It was nice.
He couldn’t help but remember what Aoki had said though. It was true that he hadn’t been the most romantic boyfriend, and he didn’t always say it or show it, but surely Aoki must know how he felt about him?
The rain had pushed most people off the streets and it gave Ida an idea. Deciding not to think too much he moved the umbrella away and let it fall to the ground. Aoki shrieked and turned to him shocked, only to let out a muffled sound of surprise when Ida leaned forward to press their lips together.
Ida sighed content when Aoki melted into his arms and kissed back enthusiastically. Aoki’s mouth was hot against his and his pulse was racing underneath his fingertips. The taste of rain off of wet skin and the soft moans coaxed from Aoki’s lips were enough to get Ida’s blood to flow south and his mind to cloud over. He drew Aoki closer, lost in him, lost in the deepest part of his mind, kissing Aoki’s lips over and over again.
A truck loudly passing them on the nearby road was what finally got them to part. Aoki’s gaze was distant, his thoughts seemingly far away and Ida didn’t feel much more in control. Then Aoki blinked a couple of times and he started shivering.
“Aaah, it’s cold.” Aoki wailed before picking up the umbrella and dragging Ida with him.
Their shoes squelched loudly as they ran towards Ida’s house while the rain poured down relentlessly.
Aoki was still shivering when they got inside. Ida’s teeth were clattering and he was feeling kind of awkward. This wasn’t exactly the romantic moment he’d had in mind.
“I’m using the shower first.” Aoki said, glaring a little at him.
Well, that was fair, Ida thought, grabbing towels for them. Aoki disappeared into the bathroom and Ida enviously listened to the sound of warm water being turned on before heading to his room. He quickly grabbed a simple white shirt and his softest sweatpants for Aoki, placing them outside the bathroom and calling to let him know they were there. Once back in his room he peeled off his rain-soaked sweater, then pants, socks and underwear; hanging them over the chair to dry. He used the towel to dry off and finally went to pick out some clothes for himself. He grabbed his pajamas and underwear and had just put the garments down on the bed when he heard a gasp from the door.
Startled, he turned around, only to see Aoki, towel over his head, looking at him with wide eyes. Flustered he quickly reached for a pillow to cover up his crotch. It wasn’t like Aoki had never seen his dick, but a pants-around-the-thighs hand job certainly exposed far less skin.
Aoki was red in the face and looking at the floor, his hair a tousled mess and damp from the shower. Ida swallowed hard when he noticed that his boyfriend hadn’t buttoned his shirt all the way up; it hung off of Aoki’s shoulder, showing off his pale skin and collarbones. He looked beautiful and alluring and Ida was starting to grow hard.
Well. He thought. He was already embarrassed as it was. He might as well go for it.
Throwing the pillow back onto the bed he walked across the room, grabbed Aoki’s towel and tossed it to the side. His hands cupped Aoki’s cheeks and tilted his head back up. His thumb moved to Aoki’s mouth, gently pushing the bottom lip down. The tip of Aoki’s tongue peeked out to lick his thumb and Ida’s eyes widened.
Aoki was pink all the way down his neck now, his eyes wide and innocent. Ida really, really wanted to kiss him, so he did, sucking on Aoki’s plush lower lip and slipping his tongue into Aoki’s mouth. Ida felt his boyfriend’s arms wrap tightly around his waist and his own hands pressed against Aoki’s shoulder blades, keeping him close. Aoki broke the kiss first, panting heavily into the crook of Ida’s neck.
Ida felt like he was in heaven.
“Aoki.” Ida whispered against his boyfriend’s temple. “Can I suck you?”
Aoki blinked a couple of times as if coming out of a daze. Then his eyes widened.
“What?!” Aoki screeched, pushing Ida away. Then he fled across the room, wrapping himself up in the curtain. Only his head was visible and Ida smiled fondly at the sight.
Aoki looked at him with big eyes. “Are you serious?”
Ida nodded.
“O-okay.” Aoki said, untangling from the window treatment but turning bright red when he laid his eyes on Ida’s naked form.
“Are you sure?” Ida asked. “Because if you don’t want-.”
His speech was cut off by Aoki’s mouth on his and he was slowly walked backwards until he fell down on the bed. Aoki climbed into his lap, kissing his throat. “I’ve been wanting it for months.”
Ida groaned at that; kissing Aoki again before getting off the bed and sinking down onto his knees next to it. He pulled Aoki closer, pulling off pants and underwear and kissing the soft skin on the inside of Aoki’s thighs until he was squirming underneath his touch. When neither of them could wait anymore Ida pushed the shirt up to bunch at Aoki’s waist and fit his lips around Aoki’s erection.
Not confident what to do he just sucked at the head of Aoki’s cock and licked along the shaft. He was sure it wasn’t the most impressive blow job but Aoki seemed to enjoy it, pulling at the bedsheets and gasping loudly. Ida found he was enjoying it too; finding out the ways to make Aoki’s voice higher or to make his thighs tremble. When Aoki finally came, Ida used his discarded towel to clean the mess off of Aoki’s dick and stomach before snuggling up to him and pulling the sheets over them.
“It’s hot.” Aoki complained a short while later.
“You’re not running a fever, are you?” Ida asked, pressing his hand to Aoki’s forehead.
“No. You’re just really warm.” Aoki said, kicking the cover off of his legs.
“Sorry.”
“No, I like it...” Aoki said, looking him in the eye, a small smile on his face. “But it’s more practical during the winter.”
Ida grinned at that.
“Also...” Aoki said, leaving a kiss on Ida’s chest. “You’re still hard.”
“Do you want to do anything about it?” He asked, unsure if that was what Aoki was aiming at.
“Mhm.” Aoki said, peppering kisses across his boyfriend’s torso. Aoki’s hand reached out and Ida moaned loudly as his cock was stroked, Aoki’s palm a little cold but silky soft against his erection. He’d been turned on for long enough that he didn’t last long, coming over Aoki’s hand.
He felt relaxed like this, with Aoki’s breath against his skin and the sound of rain pelting down on the roof.
“Ida?” Aoki asked, sounding shy.
“Hm?”
“Have you ever thought about...? I mean do you think about...?”
“About what?” He asked, combing his hand through Aoki’s still damp hair. Aoki was blushing and looked unsure of himself. “You can tell me.”
“About... you know... the things people do when they date.” Aoki’s face was practically beet red against the crisp white of his shirt, his eyes flickering all over the place and Ida finally got what he was trying to say.
“Do you mean...” He said, feeling himself flush. “Having sex?”
Aoki nodded before pulling the cover over his head. “Oh god. I’m sorry. I don’t know why I asked you.”
“I do think about it.” Ida said, doing his best not to replay every wet dream he’d had about Aoki in his mind.
“Really?” A voice came from underneath the covers. Then Aoki looked at him, holding the blanket over his head like a shawl and looking so adorable Ida’s heart skipped a beat.
“Yeah.” Ida said, his mouth dry,
“...I think about it too.” Aoki said, biting his lip. He looked so tempting Ida felt his cock start to rise again.
“Oh.”
“Do you... D-do... d-do.” Aoki threw himself flat on the bed. “I can’t say it!” He wailed.
Ida carefully peeled Aoki off the mattrass and made him look at him. Aoki took a deep breath. “Do you want to do it? With me?”
Ida swallowed hard, feeling like all blood had left his head. His voice was hoarse when he answered. “Yes.”
Aoki just looked at him mouth agape and Ida leaned in to kiss him, slowly at first then desperately. His hands grabbed at Aoki’s hair, his waist, his legs, wherever he could reach. His lips and teeth moving against Aoki’s lips, his tongue pushing into Aoki’s welcoming mouth.
When he pulled away Aoki looked wrecked, his lips swollen and his pupils blown.
“You’re so beautiful.” Ida whispered against Aoki’s throat, unable to keep his affection bottled up any longer.
Aoki let out a soft sigh and smiled, his hands reaching up to Ida’s face, trailing the pads of his fingers across Ida’s nose, his cheeks, his neck. “I think you’re beautiful too...”
Ida’s heart fluttered at that and he pulled Aoki closer by his shirt. The kiss quickly turned into a full make out session.
Aoki groaned. “I’m so sorry to your fans, but they’re missing out.”
Ida went for another peck and tried to look stern. “What are you talking about?”
Aoki giggled in response and kissed him back and then they were laughing and kissing until they were out of breath. Ida had fallen back against the pillows and he reached out to hold Aoki’s beaming face above him.
“I love you.”
“I love you more.” Aoki retorted, snuggling into the nook between Ida’s shoulder and neck. Like this Ida could feel Aoki’s hardness against his thigh and he started drawing patterns against his boyfriend's hip.
“So...” Aoki said. “You want to make love and I do too...”
“Yeah.” Ida said. He suddenly felt nervous and started to soften a little down there. “Have you thought about how you want to do it?”
“...Yes.”
Neither of them said anything for a few moments. Ida waiting for Aoki to continue.
Then Aoki got took Ida’s wrist and guided it down.
“Like this.” Aoki said quietly, refusing to meet Ida’s eyes. “I-if you want too.”
Ida felt about as embarrassed as Aoki looked but he also felt very much aroused. Almost in disbelief did he let his fingers fall between Aoki’s cheeks and flatten against his opening. Aoki shyly burrowed his head back against Ida’s throat and Ida used his free hand to cradle him snuggly.
“Is this okay?” He asked quietly, rubbing circles against Aoki’s hole.
“U-huh.”
They stayed like that for a minute, quiet moans escaping from Aoki’s lips, before Ida sat up, taking Aoki with him.
“Give me a second.” He said, kissing Aoki’s jaw and getting up to grab lube from his desk drawer. When he turned back to the bed, tube in hand, Aoki was tucked underneath the blankets again, eyes roaming across Ida’s body. Ida took a step closer and Aoki lifted the blanket, inviting Ida to join him. It was warm underneath the covers and Ida let his hand slip underneath Aoki’s shirt, mouthing at his neck and inhaling the sweet scent that was Aoki’s own. Aoki mewled and sighed content, grabbing at Ida’s head first, then his shoulders.
“Ida?”
“Yes?” Ida said, lips against Aoki’s racing pulse.
“Can you touch me down there again?”
“...Yes.” Ida said. So they were really doing it? He had fantasized about this moment so often it felt like a dream. But Aoki was next to him, real and breathing, and wanting him.
Ida sat up on his haunches, letting the blanket fall off them and exposing his boyfriend's slender thighs. Aoki was a very distracting sight and after uncapping the lube and covering his fingers he fumbled with the tube, staring wide eyed as it fell down on the matrass and a wet stain spread out across the sheets.
Aoki giggled, hand covering his mouth. “Ida, your face!”
“Sorry.” He said sheepishly and capped the tube, but as Aoki started to laugh, he couldn’t help but do the same.
Aoki finally stopped, wiping a couple of tears away. “I think you need more of this.” He said with a wide smile, holding up the lube and looking pointedly to where Ida’s slippery hand was spread out over his hip, that part of the shirt wet. Aoki shimmied his hip a little. Ida laughed again and gave it a quick pat before slicking up his fingers again, this time he safely capped the tube and stuffed it underneath the pillow.
Finally he laid down, pulled Aoki close again and reached down to rub against his hole. The sensation was different now with the lube but the sounds Aoki made were the same and Ida relished in the soft vibrations against his lips as he continued to kiss Aoki’s throat.
Carefully he pressed the tip of a finger inside Aoki, groaning as the muscle squeezed around it. He was so hard and he wanted Aoki so badly it was getting difficult to concentrate.
“You alright?” He managed to get out, his voice sounding strained even to his own ears.
“U-huh.” Aoki said. “Just put it all the way in.”
Ida’s brain short-circuited for a second at that. Then he kissed Aoki, hard, and pushed his finger all the way inside. Aoki’s nails dug into his shoulder and bicep and he moaned loudly.
Ida pulled his finger almost all the way out before pushing it in again, it was a tight squeeze and he absentmindedly wondered how his cock would fit inside. Then Aoki called his name and looked at him with hooded eyes and wet, parted lips and Ida forgot about his worries, tasting Aoki’s lips and every inch of skin he could reach, continuing to pleasure Aoki’s hole.
Trying to slip a second finger inside was more difficult, Aoki still being tight. Ida pulled his hand away and contemplated for a second. Then he placed his fingers on Aoki’s lower back and pushed his thumb inside Aoki.
Aoki’s moans grew louder and his eyes shut, eyelashes fluttering. Ida’s heart was racing as he moved his thumb in and out, imagining how it would feel if it was his cock instead. With a groan he pushed his penis between Aoki’s thighs, moving his hips in time with his hand.
“Oh.” Aoki gasped “I want- aah... put two inside.”
Ida smiled at his boyfriend’s bossiness but obeyed, pushed two digits inside and worked him open. He felt Aoki’s thighs clench around his cock providing more friction as he snapped his hips forward. It felt amazing and he panted into Aoki’s shoulder, his muscles starting to ache from the unfamiliar movement.
Feeling like Aoki had loosened up enough Ida went for a third finger, only to have his wrist pulled away the moment the tip of his fingers slipped inside.
“Wait, I don’t... I don’t think I’m ready.” Aoki said, looking a little embarrassed.
“That’s okay.” Ida said, stroking Aoki’s forehead. “Do you want to continue with two?”
Aoki nodded. “Let’s try something. Sit back up.”
Ida got back onto his haunches and watched Aoki shakily get to his knees. Then Aoki’s thighs were over his, Aoki’s bottom in his lap, Aoki’s arms around his neck. Ida’s breath hitched and he let his clean hand slip around Aoki’s waist, stroking soft skin.
Aoki smiled down at him with flushed cheeks. “Go ahead.”
Ida absentmindedly noticed there were sheet marks all over Aoki’s cheek and smiled at how adorable it was. Tilting his head up for one more kiss, he slipped two of his fingers inside again. Then his jaw dropped because Aoki started riding his fingers, fucking himself on them, going deep and fast. His eyes couldn’t leave Aoki’s face; mouth slightly open, eyes closed, hair falling unruly over his forehead. It was perhaps the hottest sight he’d ever seen.
Finally Aoki’s eyes fluttered open, his breathing rapid. His face fell forward onto Ida’s shoulder, his movements slowing down and then stopping. “I think I’m ready.”
Ida nuzzled into the silken hair and whispered against Aoki’s ear. “You think you’re ready or...” He swallowed. “You are ready?”
When Aoki looked at him again. It was with unabashed want and Ida’s pulse started to race even harder.
“I’m ready... I want you.”
“I want you too.” Ida said. He was so hard it was uncomfortable and a part of him wanted to pull Aoki flush and make them both come the fastest, roughest way possible. Closing his eyes for a moment, he took a deep breath and calmed down. “What position do you want to be in?”
Aoki squeaked and covered his eyes.
“Don’t just say things like that.”
Ida could only smile. “That’s my Aoki.”
“Shut up.” Aoki said, and grabbed his face. They kissed, just pecks at first, then with more heat. Ida felt Aoki’s tongue slip between his parted lips and sucked on it with a groan.
With a final kiss Aoki pulled back and looked at him. He still looked flustered but calmer than before, and there was still heat in his eyes. “Go and wash your hands and I’ll...” Aoki trailed off, embarrassed.
“Okay.” Ida said. He managed to maneuver Aoki onto the bed without it being too awkward and headed to the bathroom.
He barely recognized himself in the mirror. The flush to his skin was similar to what he looked like after volleyball practice, his hair unruly as during early mornings, but the look in his eyes and the smile on his face was all of Aoki’s doing.
Back outside his bedroom, he took a deep breath and slid the door open. Aoki was fully naked and lying on his stomach with his cheek nestled into the pillow in his arms. He’d piled the duvet underneath his hips to elevate them, his long legs artfully arranged across the bed. He looked like sin personified and Ida felt like the luckiest man in the world.
“Aoki.” Ida said, his voice dark and salacious even to his own ears. Aoki looked taken aback but pleased.
Ida needed to touch him so he walked over to the bed, sat down on the edge, and allowed his palms to wander across all the exposed skin he wanted. Aoki shivered underneath his touch.
“Ida. Please.” Aoki looked up at him with needy eyes and Ida couldn’t resist. Kneeling between Aoki’s parted thighs, Ida draped himself across Aoki’s back and leaned down to kiss his cheek and lips. Aoki’s mouth was so warm and sweet he was sure he’d never get tired of kissing him.
“Aoki. Can I?” Ida asked quietly.
Aoki nodded. “Yes.”
That single word was enough to have multiple emotions cross Ida’s mind – lust, love, fear – but his cock, heavy against his belly, was too difficult to ignore. Ida took it in his hand, kissed Aoki’s neck and pressed the tip of his erection inside Aoki. Aoki gasped and Ida had to bite his lip not to come immediately. Slowly he pushed further inside the tight warm channel, the sensation of being inside Aoki’s body almost too much to bear.
When he’d gotten as deep as he could, he nestled his face against Aoki’s neck, feeling Aoki’s shoulders shake uncontrollably. For a second he was terrified he’d injured him.
“Does it hurt?”
“No it’s... good. A bit uncomfortable but-.” Aoki groaned, clenched around him and gasped. “Ida.”
Ida thought he was going to pass out from pleasure. He rolled his hips and Aoki gasped again. “O-oh.”
He pulled out almost to the tip and pushed back in slowly. The sensation better than anything he’d felt before. He set a slow steady pace trying to make it good for Aoki. Underneath him Aoki was moaning in time with his thrusts and Ida was trying to hold himself together.
“Aoki. It feels so good.”
Aoki answered something incomprehensible back and then they were kissing, their mouths uncoordinated.
When their lips parted the timbre of Aoki’s voice had changed and Ida smiled knowingly. He’d made Aoki come using his hands enough times that he knew he was close. He focused on keeping a steady pace and pushing as deep as he could to enhance Aoki’s enjoyment, pleased to hear his effort being rewarded. Then Aoki’s came with a groan, his body becoming limp and heavy.
Ida let himself relax, fully enjoying the way Aoki took him in. Grabbing the sheets tighter and moving a little harder and faster, whispering ‘I love you’ against Aoki’s neck. He thrusted a few more times before coming deep inside of Aoki’s warm, pliant body.
When he came back to it, he felt peaceful. Aoki was there and the world was perfect.
Aoki whined underneath him and Ida pulled out, moved off of him and hugged him tight. He was so tired and Aoki too could hardly keep his eyes open.
“Ida.” Aoki’s lashes were fluttering and he was making the most adorable face.
“Hm?” Ida said, already at the brink of oblivion.
“I’m really glad it rained.”
The End