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“I’m happy to watch the sunset with you,” Tsukasa says, breaking the silence. Rui hopes he doesn’t notice that he moves his hand just an inch closer to Tsukasa’s. “I never thought I’d be able to share a moment like this. I was… strangely content with how things were. Hearing your voice kept me going for a long time. But… now we’re really here. Together.”
“Shiro-kun…” Rui turns his head slightly to the left, trying to hide his blush behind dark purple hair, even though he’s sure Tsukasa has already seen. His gloved fingers curl into the grass, leaving small dents in the soil. He hears Tsukasa shift his position so that he’s sat facing him, and Rui looks at the ground, nervously plucking blades of grass. He’s not going to do anything… romantic, is he? Out here in the garden, where any of his guildmates could see them should they want to come outside? “Shiro-kun, we’re not… alone, you know…?” He whispers it like someone’s already here.
Tsukasa crawls forward slightly, one hand on Rui’s knee. Even though Rui’s not looking at him, he can tell he has the widest smile. “I thought you said all your guildmates are nice people?” A light laugh escapes his lips, one that Rui is unable to determine whether it’s sincere or just nerves. He can’t look back into Tsukasa’s eyes or he might melt. He plucks out more grass, staring intently at his hand to ensure he doesn’t pluck out any of the daisies. He’d never forgive himself if he did. He draws a short intake of breath to reply to Tsukasa.
“They’re all lovely people, it’s just…” Rui looks back into Tsukasa’s eyes, and he can feel his face overheating when he does, “I don’t think they’d understand. It’s not like our guilds are on… good terms, at least from what I know.” It’s true. In fact, the only reason the two of them had even been able to reunite in the first place is because Tsukasa had been sent to kill him. It’s only a matter of time until someone tries again, he thinks, but he doesn’t say it. That would make Tsukasa unhappy, and he already looks defeated enough by Rui’s reply.
“But we’re alone out here. Right now, for this moment.” Tsukasa looks like a sad puppy. He moves his hand onto Rui’s shoulder, propping himself up with his other hand. When did his face get so close? Rui has somehow subconsciously spread his legs enough for Tsukasa to fit comfortably between them. Rui swallows thickly. “Shiro-kun…” God, Rui is terrible at saying no, especially to Tsukasa.
“Just one kiss, please. I’ve been dying to kiss you all day.” Rui watches the blush creep onto Tsukasa’s cheeks as he speaks. It’s nice not to be alone in that anymore. In all honestly, Rui has been dying to kiss Tsukasa as well, but he’s far too embarassed to ever admit something like that. He nods, slowly and shakily, and tries to look everywhere but Tsukasa’s eyes. Tsukasa leans forward, and Rui wraps his arm around his back. He slowly parts his lips and lets his eyes fall shut, and feels Tsukasa’s lips meet his.
It starts off slow, gentle. Tsukasa’s lips softly capture Rui’s bottom lip, and Rui can tell it’s smeared his lipstick a little onto Tsukasa’s face. He leans back slightly, his back flush with the tree he’s propped himself up against, and he hears the grass rustling as Tsukasa adjusts his position accordingly. “So cute…” Tsukasa mumbles between kisses. Don’t say that, it’s embarassing, is what Rui wants to say, but all he can manage is a small noise that sounds utterly pathetic. Tsukasa smiles against his lips, and invites him to part them with his tongue. Rui obliges.
Tsukasa’s tongue slides against Rui’s, and he shudders. He can’t help the whine that escapes his mouth. He shifts his hips forward a little, and Tsukasa’s knee makes agonizing contact with the inside of his thigh. If he can just move a little more— Tsukasa moves his knee and all but shoves it between Rui’s legs. He moans into Tsukasa’s mouth, and Tsukasa pulls back, just for a second.
“Go on,” he whispers, his voice low.
“Tsukasa-kun…” Rui’s voice is shamefully high. He doesn’t bother keeping to the formality of using Tsukasa’s codename because they’re technically in public— he’d rather forget anyone could possibly see him right now. He rolls his hips forward, and the friction through his clothes is both unbearable and incredible. Tsukasa continues kissing him, but Rui can barely return the favour with how many shameful noises are spilling from his mouth.
“So cute,” Tsukasa repeats. “My adorable Kuro-chan is so desperate…”
Tsukasa rarely addresses Rui by his codename anymore, mostly because he always used to add such a… cutesy honorific to it when they first met, but Rui swears he always knows when the best times to use it are. It only adds to the growing fire in his lower body, and Rui quickly finds himself needing more from him. He snaps his hips up, desperately trying to chase even more friction. Tsukasa has stopped kissing him, but Rui’s eyes are still shut tightly. He’s probably admiring him or something embarassing like that. He feels so ashamed, so dirty to have let himself do something like this.
“Shiro-kun…” he can’t help but whine his name pleadingly. “I… I want more, Shiro-kun…” Friction alone isn’t enough, especially not through his clothes. If he stops here, he might cry. As shameful as it is for him to have to ask Tsukasa to help, he doesn’t have much of a choice. The fact anyone could walk out here and see them if they looked hard enough is no longer Rui’s biggest concern.
“What happened to we’re not alone?” Tsukasa asks teasingly. His hand creeps up Rui’s thigh with feather-light touches, and it makes him shiver.
“Please,” Rui whispers. “I… I want you to touch me…”
“You’re so cute.” Tsukasa presses a soft kiss to Rui’s forehead, right next to where part of the scar on his face is visible. “You asked me so nicely, too.”
Tsukasa’s fingers catch on the buckles that fasten Rui’s pants, and he slides them open with just one hand, then pulls the zipper down at a pace that feels painfully slow to Rui. His hand slides down, and Rui’s breath hitches. Two of his fingers slip under the waistband of Rui’s panties. “Shiro-kun… please…” Rui urges, but he knows Tsukasa is seconds away from giving him what he wants.
When Tsukasa’s fingers make contact with Rui’s clit, he has to clasp a hand over his mouth to muffle the moan that’s forced out of his throat. Rubbing against Tsukasa’s knee barely touched it, and Tsukasa’s touch is electrifying. “Wow…” Tsukasa’s fingers gently press down, and Rui feels an embarassing twitch of protest. “It’s already so hard…” His fingers trail down a little more, dipping between Rui’s folds, but not quite inside. It’s unbearable. Rui whimpers, and tries to formulate some sort of request, but no real words come out.
“You’re so wet, too,” Tsukasa observes. “I’m so lucky that I get to make you feel like this.” He drags his fingers up once again, coating Rui’s clit with his own slick juices. “So pretty,” he says. “My Rui.”
Tsukasa saying things like that just does something to Rui. He feels his clit twitch against Tsukasa’s fingers again. He loves Tsukasa so much. He’s the only person who can make him feel this happy, this loved, this content. He wants to be with Tsukasa forever, he thinks. He’s happy to let himself come undone if it’s under Tsukasa. His fingers start to rub in gentle circles. It’s all Rui needs for his legs to tremble involuntarily, melting into his touch, hand still covering his mouth. Tsukasa’s other hand gently takes hold of his wrist, and guides his hand away.
“Let me hear you,” he says. “You always make such pretty noises.”
“No…” Rui whines in protest, the “o” sound drawn out. “We’re outside… someone will hear me…”
“Focus on me,” Tsukasa says, his voice commanding yet still soft. He doesn’t stop moving his fingers. Rui tries to bite his lip to hold back his moans, but he’s unsuccessful. He can feal tears starting to form in his eyes. Tsukasa’s touch is so different from his own. His fingers suddenly dip back down, barely easing inside. Rui throws his head back, and his hips twitch, craving more. Just as quickly as his fingers had entered, he returns to rubbing circles into his clit. Rui feels like he’s being tortured in the most wonderful way.
“M… more…” he gasps. Tsukasa obliges, sliding his fingers back inside, deeper this time. Rui lets out a desperate, shuddering cry. Just a little more, just a little deeper, that’s all he needs. He feels himself clench around Tsukasa’s fingers, as if his body is trying to pull him in deeper. Once again, Tsukasa slides his fingers out, tracing the very tip of Rui’s clit. For a split second, Rui sees white. If Tsukasa just pushes a little deeper… “More… please… more…”
The next time Rui feels Tsukasa’s fingers slide back inside him, he’s added a third finger, and pushes them up to the knuckle with an obscene squelching noise. It’s too much, it’s not enough, it’s painful. Rui feels the first tear fall from the corner of his eye. His fingers slide out, as expected, and quickly back in, brushing against the sweet spot deep inside Rui. Rui squeals, unable to even beg Tsukasa to keep going. He’s falling apart, and a tight coil begins to wind in his stomach. Another thrust of Tsukasa’s fingers. Rui feels his clit throb. He needs Tsukasa to touch it, but if he loses the fingers inside him, he might honestly die.
“Tsu… ka… sa… -kun…” is all he can say, and even then he can barely get that out. The next time he thrusts his fingers back inside Rui, his thumb grazes the tip of his clit. He’s so, so close now. He’ll see stars if Tsukasa’s fingers hit the right spot just one more time. “Too… good…” he whimpers. “Too… much… I’m… g… gonna…”
Tsukasa’s fingers draw out. He leans in close, his breath hot against Rui’s ear. “Rui,” he whispers. “Cum for me.” For the final time, he pushes his fingers back inside Rui’s pussy, applying just the right amount of pressure to where it feels best, his thumb moving perfectly over his clit.
The coil that had been wound within Rui snaps. He makes a pitiful sobbing noise, the entire lower half of his body twitching, his insides squeezing and clenching desperately around Tsukasa’s fingers. “I… I’m… c… cumming…!” Rui lets his body grow weak, his muscles relaxing and releasing all the tension they’d built up over the last few minutes. He feels the pulsing inside him slowly begin to weaken, until it’s nothing but dull, rhythmic beating. He sighs.
Tsukasa draws his fingers out of Rui, and softly kisses away the tear rolling down his cheek. “You did so well,” he praises. “Always so good for me.”
Rui can do nothing but make a plaintive noise of agreement, nodding his head slightly. “I love you, Tsukasa-kun…” He’s still too embarassed to make eye contact, but he trusts Tsukasa to know he truly means it. He leans into Tsukasa as much as he can with how tired his body feels. Tsukasa runs a hand through his hair, gently petting the top of his head. Rui hadn’t realized it until now, but the sun has almost finished setting.
“I know,” Tsukasa says. “I know. I love you so much.”
Rui leans his head against Tsukasa’s shoulder. He’s happy to watch the sunset with Tsukasa as many times as he wants to. He wants to stay like this forever. Especially if that means they’ll get to share more moments like this one.
Not that Rui would ever say that out loud.