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[ kogami is hooked by his touch, addicted to the way jyuto's hands roam, as if mapping him out for himself. he loves the warmth of his fingers, the earlier squeeze of his ass. they kiss and kiss and kiss, desperate for each other. the flooding pleasure of chroma is but an afterthought, intimacy knitting them together in mutual desire and enjoyment.

this is lovemaking of a sort, tender but intense even as he rocks into him, feeling those milky nipples smear against his chest, dragging along his skin and leaving faint wet little streaks.

when jyuto comes, tightening up like that, kogami follows right after him with a throaty cry of his name, spilled between parted mouths as he eases his glasses off of him. they only get in the way, and up close like this, jyuto is impossibly beautiful, their connection unmistakable.

he's fucking him hard, hard chasing after him as he empties his balls into his waiting body, rope after rope of cum splashing into him and marking jyuto as his own. kogami doesn't look away, fevered with unmistakable feelings for him as he holds him close, his throat tight. ]

Jyuto --

[ he's riding out his orgasm with him, the wet streams of cum marking both their stomachs and chests as he keeps jyuto's cock pinned between them. he doesn't stop even though he's slowing down, still rocking into him. ]

Kogami— [ A hot flash. Jyuto’s cock cums some more with a twitch while Kogami buries himself in him. Not allowed to rest, his hole throbs in violent bliss. Without his glasses, little is different than before. He still only sees Kogami. A diamond cut face so close to his own. The strain on it as he releases into Jyuto, how his straggly dark hair clings to the wet sides of his temples, drenched in sweat. Even like this, Kogami’s hips still move like they doesn’t want to ever stop.

Jyuto doesn’t want them to, either.
He feels like they belong to each other right now.

Desperately, he bounces on the barrel, helpless to the happiness Kogami’s bringing him. His hole flexes and his buttcheeks slam down on Kogami’s ballsack with another hard, meaty slap. He holds his frame there and grinds deep into it, riding and feeling the cock inside of him churn the sloppy mess that now coats him, a mess made of its own spunk.

Jyuto holds his gaze steady with Kogami’s in wordless silence as their orgasms roll through them. His fingers sink forward, combing through Kogami’s sweaty hair. There they stay, as Jyuto’s panting start to even out. He’s still drunk in whatever feeling Kogami’s flooded him with. Does Kogami want to keep having sex? Does he want to take a break? Jyuto tries to read it from the expression he sees, helplessly his. His own hips stop, and Jyuto tries to collect himself.

Limp-bodied and satisfied with Kogami still in him, his moans come from flushed lips that are only barely parted. His body absorbs the shock of Kogami’s continuous thrusts. He’s a tired doll, lying elegantly, subdued and completely caught up in Kogami’s storm. ]

[ three times. he's come three times in the short span of a couple of hours, and he manages a small, strained smile as he brushes jyuto's hair back from his sweaty forehead, pressing a kiss to it with a final roll of his hips, one last spurt of cum spilling inside his.

in this moment he knows how much he still wants jyuto, how important this man is becoming to him, how lost he is in his eyes, his lips. in the way he looks at him right now. he reaches down to continue stroking his cock, the wave of emotion washing over him amplified by how intense the chroma feels this time around, so unlike the others.

he softens inside him, but kogami's kissing him deeply again and again, licking into his mouth and twining their tongues together, loving and tender, as he wraps his arm around him to keep him close.

rolling over onto his back, he lets his tired doll nestle on him as he breaks the kiss, his words thick and full of unspoken emotion. ]

You're incredibly beautiful, Jyuto.

[ Jyuto rolls over atop Kogami easily, loose side fringes falling from their usual combed back place. With the change of the position comes the weight of the load inside of him, creamy globs running down the backs of his thighs. Most of his release is softly tingling in his finger tips and toes by this point. At ease, now. Completely relaxed. It seems like they’ve wordlessly decided to take a breather, and with Kogami slowly going flaccid, Jyuto’s kisses become sweeter, mouth opening and lazily letting Kogami in, He tastes good. Tobacco on his teeth. Jyuto sighs through his nostrils, slumping forward so that he sinks into him. ]

Me? [ Jyuto hadn’t even remembered he existed for a moment, because things had felt so surreal to him. The fact that he’s without his glasses is more apparent than it was before, the rest of the room foggy when his eyes shy away, suddenly unsure how to take the compliment. His fingers hook hair behind his ear. ]

I… [ They feel so connected right now. Despite uncharacteristic modesty, Jyuto can’t ignore what’s right in front of him. Maybe it’s because he values what Kogami thinks of him, how Kogami feels about him so deeply that he’s trying to lace together the perfect sentence. ] I thought that, but about you. How are you feeling? [ His nails are teasing Kogami’s sideburns, gently tracing their shape. ]

I’m so happy that you wanted me today.

Ah, look at you. You're so honest right now.

[ kogami is practically purring it, feeling that creamy, sticky jizz ooze down jyuto's slim thighs down to his. the other man is a comfortable weight on him, but kogami, who is satisfied but still intrigued by the whole lactating thing, is gently nuzzling into jyuto's ministrations and urging him upwards a little more, trailing kisses down his collarbone and chest.

fingers come to tweak at a nipple to gently tug, making his little desire clear, but he's lazy, pleased, and his other hand is busy stroking jyuto's back up and down, giving his ass a squeeze. ]

'm feeling like I want to spend even more time with you. Beyond today.

[ he murmurs. pinch, pinch, look at the little droplets of milk. ] After all, you're the one I want to spend today with.

[ Jyuto’s still perky tits feel so good, squeezed and toyed with. He’s thankful for Kogami’s mischievous touch, for the faint spark of pleasure that it brings him in his waning orgasm. He kisses Kogami’s hairline through his bangs. As milk drips down his rib cage, he quips back not too far from him, ]

Am I usually dishonest? [ No, it can’t be that. Jyuto figures that what Kogami means by it is that it’s strange for Jyuto to get right to the point in addressing his own feelings. To openly and outwardly say that he’s truly happy that Kogami wants him tonight, when he might ordinarily play it off as simple contentedness in Kogami’s companionship. His playful tone is more out of habit than actual surprise. His instinct is to react dynamically, to keep Kogami interested and interactive. ]

In any case, I’m honored to be picked. I imagined you’d be drowning in chocolates because you strike me as the kind of man who’d be popular… [ He gazes into the other man’s eyes, cradling Kogami close to him in long, willowy arms. ]

By “beyond today” do you mean tomorrow? [ Or? Jyuto thinks he knows the answer, but he just wants Kogami to say it aloud. It’s clear that behind the green stare he’s almost more than certain. They lid partially, the eyes of a fox, and Jyuto sits upright a little more, asscheeks sitting into his hand and Jyuto looking back and over his shoulder to Kogami’s flaccid dick like he’s been too still for too long and is thinking of pleasuring it again. ] Mm…

To start with.

[ kogami squeezes his ass when he realises jyuto is sitting up into it. the man looks like a wonderful, sexy, glorious mess, with his hair in his face, without his glasses, and those lovely green eyes. he wants to spend more and more time with him, wants to find out just who he is. he's enjoyed their time together so far, and kogami is not naive enough to be oblivious to where they're headed.

it's early in the relationship yet, whatever this is shaping up to be, but kogami likes where it's going, how much more intimate they're becoming. squeezing his asscheeks with both hands and letting his cum and jyuto's slick drip, he huffs a soft chuckle. ]

Don't tell me you're already raring to fuck. I'm starting to know that look.

[ that hungry, wanting look that makes kogami's toes curl. he moves to sit up so that he gets closer to him, an arm coming to wrap around his waist as he holds him close. gentler: ]

Stay tonight and tomorrow.

[ Jyuto isn’t quite granted the time to defend himself. His eyes glint and his face gets a little warm, finding Kogami calling him out like that to be funny. Before he can even try to explain what he’d been thinking (it hadn’t quite been fucking but— it’d certainly been something to lead back around to it) though, Kogami’s upright and embracing him while he’s still straddled across his lap. ]

… [ Jyuto sets comedy aside for the moment, sinking into the arms that brush his sides. He feels hands molding his asscheeks like clay, pulling them apart so that mess trickles out and down his taint. Warm, runny. Jyuto nuzzles the corner of Kogami’s jaw, planting a soft kiss on it and then resting his chin atop the meat of his shoulder.

He’s so happy like this. Just being held. ]

I will. At least until my work shift tomorrow starts. [ Jyuto kisses Kogami’s sweaty sideburns, voice near his ear. ]

…I’ll come back to you once it’s over, though. If you want me to. I want to. [ His nails gently trace, drawing kanji in Kogami’s back. Happy, he writes. ] I want to.

—But also, before you think you’re getting away with indirectly calling me a sex addict, I’ll have you know that I wasn’t thinking of sitting back down on it yet. I only thought to take it in my mouth. [ It felt like he should. How he feels now is like the two of them are supposed to spend this whole night together having sex, talking about nothing and anything. ]

[ jyuto writes happy on his skin, as if he's marking him as his, and kogami feels like he's all too willing to comply. he wants to make him happy, he thinks; there is a joy in seeing jyuto's face light up, in being together with him like this, moments captured in time so sweetly.

his skin almost burns where jyuto's written it, and he grasps his hand now, bringing it to press a kiss to the back of his knuckles, then another, and another. he's smiling now, at ease and appreciating that playful little kiss to his sideburns. ]

Good. I want you to. [ what a nice thing to hear, i'll come back to you. he thinks he can stand to hear it more often. ] Come back to me, I mean.

[ he's grinning when he lets go of his hand now, hands roaming up his back, splaying almost possessively over the lean span of it as he looks up into his handsome face. oh, he can do this forever with him. ] Wait, how is wanting to suck my dick not a sex addict?

The intent is romantic. [ Jyuto insists, lazily curling his hand and letting it fall to Kogami's cheek once he's freed of kisses. ] It's not because I'm going to die without it, or that I can't not think about it— what's difficult is to not want to reward you for making me feel this way.

[ It's clear that he isn't only referring to physicality. Jyuto doesn't speak to hardly anyone this way. ]
Are you understanding me?

I don't need a reward.

[ so kogami has jyuto feeling a special kind of happy that apparently jyuto feels the need to repay him for -- the man has clearly had way too many transactional happenings in his life.

he looks back at him, understanding, even as he reaches up to curl his fingers in jyuto's hair, lightly brushing them back before teasing the base of his fluffy rabbit ears. ]

Kiss me. Make me understand better.

[ Jyuto's rabbit eats relax against his touch, the feeling of Kogami's thumbs rubbing the fur that lines the inside of them plenty to make him pleasantly shiver. The tips of his own fingers run along the outline of Kogami's face, following the curve of temple, cheek bone and jaw until he's at his chin. Lifting it to look at him, Jyuto drinks Kogami's expression in with his eyes, memorizing, bound to remember it.

He kisses him.
What's felt isn't too wrought with lust, nor too delicate.
It means something beyond "I want you", or "I'm happy."
What it means is, ]

Thank you.
[ For understanding him. For seeking out his continued companionship.
Jyuto's voice is hushed. ]

[ kogami's breath catches in that moment. it's genuine, something that's moved beyond friendship or anything with benefits. it's new, strange and wonderfully so, and he leans into his touch as his eyes lid, looking back at him.

he will never forget the way jyuto searches him out, feeling like he's memorising him before the kiss, warm and tender and affectionate sends a flurry of warmth through him. his hands come now, guiding jyuto to settle against him as he leans back against the pillows. ]

Mm.

[ he's smiling against his lips, small but genuine. ] I think you'll be stuck with me for awhile.

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