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2023-02-07
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Summary:

A short NSFW fic post A support/ post my last fic, Kagetsu and Zelkov finally spend the night together.

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Set after Pictures of You when they retire to Kagetsu's room

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Coming into Kagetsu's room, Zelkov shed his hooded coat, hanging it on a hook by the door as Kagetsu sat at his vanity, taking down his long hair.

"Let me help you with that," Zelkov said, gently sweeping Kagetsu's hair aside so he could kiss his bare neck. Then he took Kagetsu's long azure hair in his hands, braiding it carefully to the side, perfect for sleep.

"How did you know?" Kagetsu said, smiling at him as he looked in the mirror, watching Zelkov work.

"All those times we spent in a tent together in the field?" Zelkov said, reaching to the table for a hair tie to secure the braid.

"Yes, those cold nights, I wished to have you closer.." Kagetsu said, looking up at him.

"From now on you will," Zelkov said leaning down to kiss him. Now that they were out of the hallway, he teased Kagetsu's lips open, with his tongue, deepening the kiss, which to his delight Kagetsu reciprocated with his own tongue.

"Will you help me out of my clothes?" Kagetsu asked. Zelkov gladly obliged, unhooking the chest strap and lifting the tight tank top off. Kagetsu shivered, feeling Zelkov's hands brush against his bare skin. Zelkov knelt between his legs, his hands exploring Kagetsu's smooth chest. Pressing a kiss on his belly, then playfully teasing a nipple with his tongue.

"This is unfair," Kagetsu sighed, "you still have your shirt on."

"You're welcome to help me out of it," Zelkov replied. Kagetsu eagerly unbuckled the straps of Zelkov's top and it fluttered to the floor. He noticed that Zelkov had a dusting of curly black hair on his chest and then lower, trailing downwards below the hem of his pants.

"Come," Zelkov said, rising and taking Kagetsu's hand. To Kagetsu's surprise, Zelkov then lifted him up. His arms felt much stronger than he expected as he gently lay him down on the bed before climbing in atop him, his glossy black hair falling in his face.

Zelkov pressed his kisses downward, making a stop at Kagetsu's nipples, enjoying the way that gently sucking on them made Kagetsu moan, before going further down, tantalizingly close to Kagetsu's waistband.

"May I?" he said, looking up at Kagetsu.

"Please," Kagetsu said, yearning to feel Zelkov all over him. Zelkov untied Kagetsu's pants and pulled them down, Kagetsu's cock springing out of them. Zelkov paused to take him in. Kagetsu was wearing just his armguards now, which Zelkov found oddly erotic. Zelkov pressed kisses into Kagetsu's bare thighs. His skin was impossibly smooth, less covered in hair and more covered in a film of ephemeral down. The little brushes of Zelkov's chin stubble against his skin only intensified the feeling for Kagetsu.

But maddeningly Zelkov still lingered around where Kagetsu most desired his touch, kissing the just up to it and then veering down. Kagetsu canted his hips toward Zelkov, eager for him to take his attention to his hard cock.

To his surprise, Zelkov instead withdrew, putting himself on top of Kagetsu again so they were face to face, kissing him as he finally took Kagetsu's cock in his hand, using his thumb to swirl the precum on the tip.

"I wanted to see your face when I touched you," he whispered, sending a shudder through Kagetsu as he stroked up and down, giving the top extra attention when he reached it.

"Your sweet, silly, beautiful eyes," he said, kissing him again, fondness emanating from his warm golden eyes.

"Zelkov," Kagetsu moaned, barely able to respond, his breath hitching, "let me touch you, please."

Zelkov paused to take down his own smallclothes and Kagetsu took a moment to enjoy the view, his lithe body, black hair all a mess falling in his face, the mound of black curls that led down to his ample cock, which he took in his hands, using the precum to stroke up and down. Zelkov's composure was utterly broken, watching the look on Kagetsu's face, impish and affectionate, as he lavished attention upon him. Zelkov could barely keep up on Kagetsu's own cock, but the combination of just his hands and watching Zelkov utterly melt into his hands sent him over the edge, spilling into Zelkov's hands. As if a chain reaction, Zelkov came soon after, his cum dripping onto Kagetsu's chest.

After cleaning up a bit, they fell asleep in each other's arms. The deepest, best sleep that Zelkov had enjoyed in a long time.