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[ he hasn't? that gino knows this better than kogami himself does speaks volumes, and for a moment he feels a twinge of shame. gino has always been faithful, has always been his, even when kogami charged ahead without him, forgetting that there is one who loves him, no matter how it hurts.

he's gentle, slow when he buries himself inside the slippery wet heat of his mate's body, the clutch of him making his breath catch. he's already this wet and ready for him?

he looks back at him when he's yanked back, meeting beautiful green eyes as he shifts his hips against him. once, again, and he feels that pulse of wetness, how ready he is to be mated. ]

I mean it.

[ he breathes, low and quiet and full of promise and apology. he's sorry he's such a terrible lover. he sniffs the air, ripe with his heat, and he blinks, surprised. ]

Gino, are you --

( his cycle is usually well predictable, and after this rush passes he'll certainly be embarrassed about the nature of it this time, but — for right now, he just shudders around kogami's cock, slick and tight and almost burning in his heat, eyes screwed shut as a blush covers him from cheeks to chest. he pants wildly, overdone by emotions, legs tightening at kogami's sides to pull him in closer, deeper, in far enough to touch the fraying nerve endings of gino's resolve.

he thought he did so well, keeping some distance between them. some nonchalance, in case things went up in flame again. yet — all it takes is some small acknowledgment from kogami, some tiny impart of affection, and gino's body responds like this. )

I — ah!

( palming his head back down, gino kisses him, sloppy and wet and hungry, body almost shuddering underneath him. at the pull away, he tosses his head back, moaning while his hips swivel and shake, body clenching around his cock to keep him inside, mating him, breeding him. )

I love you.

[ there's nothing to be ashamed about, as far as kogami's concerned. they're compatible, destined to be mated with each other, and as he feels gino shudder and clenching tight around him, kogami groans softly. ]

Let me move inside you.

[ he murmurs against his lips as he kisses him, again and again, warmed by how he says 'i love you' with so much passion, so much heat that it makes him ache. gods, but he is so ultimately beautiful that kogami loves him all the more for it.

whatever comes after, they can sort it out, right? his hand comes to curl around gino's dick, too, as he starts to slowly thrust into him. ]

Mmmngh. Gino...

( he lessens the pull at that, easing his muscles into relaxing, convincing himself that whatever fear might always linger in the back of his mind, kogami isn't going anywhere. he loves him. wants to be with him, no matter how much grief he's put kogami through, no matter how destined they are to always be on opposite sides of a coin, always trying to be right. maybe, for the first time since his dad died, gino actually feels something like hope nestled down in the far reaches of his heart he thought cold and dead. optimism. maybe love can solve more things than he ever gave it credit for.

he leans back, fingernails digging into kogami's shoulders because he's ravenous at the worst times, somehow needier even after being given what he wants. there's a quake to his shoulders once his dick gets tugged at — almost automatically a hand reaches up, grabbing a fistful of kogami's hair at the front and tugging him roughly up, so they can make eye contact. )

You come first.

( maybe this one likes coming around his knot, who's to say? )

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