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The last week of spring had been difficult for both Hikaru and Rihito, both boys feeling heavy at the weight of not being able to see each other till summer when the latter could come home to Tokyo. They spent a lot of time together doing the things they usually did...so mostly Rihito read some book whilst Hikaru softly played his guitar. 

It was idyllic, soft...something he was going to find hard to give up.

“I’m doing the right thing aren’t I?” The black-haired boy asked, sounding surprisingly unsure of himself a couple of days before he was set to leave for Kyoto.

“Rihito…” Hikaru sighed, running a finger through his boyfriend’s hair. “You’ve been dreaming of going to Kyoto since you were a kid. Don’t tell me you’re backing out now, that’s very out of character for you.”

“I know...it’s just that...I worry about you and what you’re going to do. I want your band to succeed more than anyone, but…” 

Instead of answering him, because he knew there was no answer that could truly settle Rihito’s nerves in that moment, Hikaru drew him in and pressed a firm but slow kiss to his lips. Despite being together for a year and a half, they hadn’t gone much further than that, simply because Rihito hadn’t felt comfortable just yet. They had, however, gotten into using each other’s first names.

...Baby steps.

Eventually, it was time for him to go, and by pure luck, the Sajou’s had allowed him to come with them to see him off. Rihito’s parents didn’t quite know the extent of their relationship, they just thought that the two boys were best friends and encouraged their son to gain more social experience with him. Sure they didn’t know that said Social Experience came in the form of long drawn out kisses, but they didn’t need to.

Their goodbyes to their son were...fast, and Hikaru knew that it was because he didn’t want to keep them from their jobs for too long. It was considerate of him...but it still made the blonde boy’s heartache a little bit. They’d been gracious enough to offer him a ride back, but he waved them off saying he could get a cab. 

It gave him a little more time with Rihito anyway.

“You don’t have to stay, you know?” The black-haired boy mumbled as they sat on one of the awkward benches.

“You’ve got an hour till you have to go, I wanna stay with you for as long as I can.” Hikaru pulled his boyfriend’s hand into his own. “I’m gonna miss you so much, you know?” 

“I’ll miss you too. But I’ll text you every day, and call you at least once a week. You can tell me all about how things are going with auditions for the new lead singer, and I can tell you about what things are like in Kyoto.”

“You can tell me about all the cool things you do in your classes.”

He’d been hoping that Rihito would miss the waver in his voice and the way he sniffled, but judging by the way his hand tightened its grip, he definitely caught him. Soon enough his plan to remain the cool, calm one dissolved as tears started to form in his eyes.

“I’m gonna miss you so much! Please don’t forget me!” Hikaru begged, pulling the dark-haired boy into his arms.

“Idiot. As if I could ever forget you.” He pressed a kiss to his boyfriend’s cheek, just as the announcement rang for passengers to board.

“I thought we had more time…” 

“No...but I’ll text you as soon as I land ok?” 

And with that he was gone, neither of them could really bring themselves to say ‘I love you’ even after all this time, and now that he was moving to a whole new city...it seemed to come to his tongue too easily.

With a huff, Hikaru shoved his hands into his pockets and made his way out of the airport, looking for a taxi that would take him back to his apartment...where he could wait out the next two hours in solitude.

***

“You’re settling in alright, aren’t you? Not too homesick? I can ride over there and come and get you?” Hikaru asked, holding his cigarette between his fingers as he spoke to his boyfriend.

“ Hikaru it takes two hours to get here by plane, you are not coming to get me no matter how much I miss you !” There was a giggle in his voice that made the blonde boy’s heart swell.

Rihito had been in Kyoto for two weeks now and he’d kept his promise to text Hikaru every day and call once a week. It made him feel like, even though they were so far apart, they were still together in some aspect. 

So for Hikaru had learned the names of his two flatmates, a guy named Kenji and a girl named Akari, they both sounded like people Rihito would get along with, generally quiet, hard-working, and introverted. Though Hikaru probably wouldn’t hang with them, he was relieved to know that his boyfriend was making his own set of friends and getting through his classes ok.

“I know, I know. I can dream though. Have you got much on today?”

“ No, actually Saturdays are my day off. What about you? Are you at rehearsal right now? ”

“Eeh…” He leaned to look through the window, there were still a bunch of hopeful new singers out there. “Auditions. Still trying to find a lead singer. If we don’t find someone good enough by tomorrow then I think we’ll just have to call it quits.”

“ Aaw that’s a shame. I was hoping I’d be able to see you guys perform again when I come home at Christmas. I didn’t want the first time I saw you play to be the last!”

“You mean that time you got drunk off one beer and went to sit in the sandbox in the kid’s park?” Hikaru smirked as he teased his boyfriend…

...Until said boyfriend hung up on him.

“Wha- Rihito don't just hang up on me!” He whined, even though the call wasn’t even connected anymore.

“Hey Hikaru, we’re ready to start again!” Tani stepped through the door, pausing when he saw his friend staring at his phone. “Aah, did Sajou hang up on you again? You shouldn’t tease him.”

Hikaru groaned quietly and was about to slide his phone into his pocket when it buzzed to signal a text. The blonde boy checked it, and a smile quickly spread across his face again.

[I remember it as the day you gave me my first deep kiss. Love you dummy. Talk to you tomorrow]

“Hikaru come on!” 

“Coming!” 

***

Before he started dating Rihito, Hikaru never really thought much about Christmas. They’d release a Christmas song with the band, which had finally gotten up and running with the introduction of their new lead singer, and then he’d chill at home until school started up again. 

Once his boyfriend came into the picture though, he found himself looking forward to the holiday more. Obviously, Christmas Eve through to Boxing Day was reserved for family, which was understandable, but once the 27th hit, Rihito would be over at his as they exchanged presents and spent the evening cuddling and exchanging kisses on the sofa. So now he loved Christmas.

That being said...this Christmas would be a little different.

“ I’m really sorry I can’t make it back Hikaru. I’ve just got too much stuff going on. ” The black-haired boy sounded distraught even over the phone, but that made sense since it’d be the first Christmas they wouldn’t spend together since they got together.

“I know, but it can’t be helped that you’re a busy university student now. It’s ok, really.” It wasn’t ok, but Hikaru couldn’t exactly tell him to come home. 

“ On the plus side, I’ll be able to call you whenever, since my parents are going to my grandparents' house without me .”

“That’s a little cold of them.” He chuckled.

" Don't worry about me. They're flying over to see me for the day next week so I'll still get to see them. "

Hikaru knew that his boyfriend wouldn't complain about not being able to come home, but there was something in his voice that just gave away how truly upset he was at the idea of not being able to see him. The blonde would just have to make it the best phone call ever!

" Actually...Hikaru. I was...um… " 

"What's up?"

" I was going to tell them, my parents, that we're together. When they come to see me. "

The sudden announcement took Hikaru by surprise, but he still grinned and supported his boyfriend's decision. He wasn't upset that Rihito had wanted to keep their relationship a secret from his family, in his position Hikaru would have done the same. But knowing he'd decided to tell them made him...maybe unreasonably happy.

"Let me know how it goes ok? No matter what, I'll still love you." 

" I know. Thank you, Hikaru. "

After discussing their day for a little longer, Rihito regrettably had to turn in for the night. Early morning classes that he cursed his past self for signing up for. Still, as Hikaru lay in bed that night, his heart felt somewhat lighter.

***

At first, there was no change. They texted every day, talked over the phone twice a week. Honestly, nothing actually seemed to be wrong.

Then the day Rihito's parents visited him came and went, and there was a...change. Hikaru had texted, asking how the whole day went not just that one conversation, and it was two hours before Rihito even looked at it, another hour before he answered with a simple…

" Fine. Talk to you tomorrow. "

Hikaru allowed him a couple of days filled with short answers and long gaps before his worrying got the better of him. He hadn't wanted to call him yet, just in case things were fine and he was just busy. 

But enough was enough.

" He-hello? " Rihito answered as the call connected, the blonde could immediately tell something was wrong.

"You've been crying." It wasn't a question.

" I've been busy with- "

"Please, Rihito. Don't lie to me…"

There was a pause, and for a while, Hikaru thought his boyfriend was going to hang up on him. When they'd first started dating he'd do that a lot, but now the only time he hung up in the middle of a conversation was when the blonde said something stupid.

Eventually, however, he answered.

" My parents. They told me not to bother coming home for summer… "

"What?" Hikaru felt his heart break.

" I told them...about us. And...fuck… "

He could hear his boyfriend crying down the phone, but the most shocking thing was that he'd cursed. Rihito never cursed.

"Hey, hey. Deep breaths yeah? Imagine I'm there with you." It sucked not being able to properly comfort him.

" He told me I was a disappointment...that he wanted nothing more to do with me. Mother just...just let him! I don't know what to do...I can't stay here all summer?! I'm lucky that they're even still agreeing to pay! "

At that moment, a lightbulb went off in Hikaru's head. Rihito thought he had nowhere to go at summer, but the answer to that was so obvious he almost cringed at how his incredibly intelligent boyfriend didn't think of it. Maybe he had, but he was too polite to ask?

"Stay at my place!" He managed to spit out in a gap between the other boy's rambling.

" Huh? " 

"Well...I mean...you'd be coming over a lot anyway so...so move in with me!"

There was another long pause, and Hikaru wondered about whether he'd messed up by asking that. But soon he heard a quiet gasp from the other end.

" Hikaru…are you...serious? "

"Of...of course I am! When am I not serious?” He pretended to be offended, but it had the desired effect of making his boyfriend laugh.

“ Do...do you even have room for me to live with you? ”

“If I don’t, I’ll make room.” He smiled to himself. “Look, Rihito, I want you to move in. Not just because you have nowhere else to go, but because you’re my boyfriend...and this is what boyfriends do right? I’d have probably been asking you in a year or less anyway, but why not now?” 

“ You dummy. You utter dummy. ” It sounded like the dark-haired boy was crying again, but at least this time it was for a good reason.

“I might have to spend this time learning how to drive a car though, I can’t imagine all your stuff fitting on my bike.” Hikaru just wanted to lace their fingers together and kiss them all.

They chatted for a little longer, Hikaru just trying to keep his boyfriend’s mind off of the fact that he’d basically been disowned until his housemates came back. He’d spoken to them a couple of times through Rihito now, from the sounds of it they’d given him space for this conversation.

“ Kusakabe~! We’re gonna take Rihito out to celebrate you guys moving in! ” Akari giggled down the phone.

“ We promise we’ll look after him! ” And there was Kenji.

“Give him a good night guys! Just don’t let him repeat the first concert of mine he came to!” Hikaru smirked.

“Hikaru!” 

“ Wait what happened?! ” 

“ You have to tell us! Wait- ”

Before Hikaru could even think about answering, Rihito had hung up. He waited the usual few seconds, and soon a text simply containing a love heart came through. As worried as he was, he knew those two would look after him even if he did get drunk off his face.

***

The amount of time between that phone call and Rihito actually being on the plane went by faster than the blonde had anticipated, between rehearsals, driving lessons and tests, and making his apartment liveable for two, the day came sooner than expected. Of course, the two of them still texted and called each other even more after the chaos of the Sajou’s visit, but the idea of his boyfriend finally living with him made his skin buzz.

“ Hikaru, calm down. You really don’t have to try this hard to impress me. ”

“It’s not a case of impressing you!” Hikaru whined down the phone. “It’s a case of...of wanting you to have a nice place to come home to!”

His boyfriend had laughed at him for that, but there was something in his voice that gave away how truly touched he was by the effort. 

Days passed and finally, it was time to pick up his boyfriend from the airport. The car was ready to be packed full of boxes and suitcases, Hikaru had received the text that Rihito was on the plane and taking off soon which meant he had an hour to wait until he needed to leave.

And that was what was driving him mad, the waiting.

Today alone, the blonde had reorganized his apartment twice, moving his guitars around to make sure that there was enough room and it was getting to the point that his neighbor had come down to ask him if he was doing ok. In the end, Hikaru just drove to the airport early just to give him something to do. At least when he was there he could wander around the arrival terminal looking at stuff.

Finally though, finally he saw a bunch of people coming from where the planes landed and since Rihito’s flight was the only one landing for the next hour, he immediately perked up. People walked by him, not paying the slightest bit of attention to the 19-year-old standing in the middle of the path looking around like his head was about to twist off. 

“Hikaru!” A voice caught his attention.

He almost gave himself whiplash with how fast he turned his head, and he barely had time to brace himself before his arms were filled with his boyfriend, jumping at him to hug him tightly. Hikaru barely had time to notice that he’d grown a little more and that his hair was slightly longer.

“Whoa! Wasn’t expecting this! I was thinking I’d have to wait till we got home to get a hug!” He laughed, holding on to Rihito so he didn’t slip.

“I don’t care. I missed you.” 

“Rihito…” He hummed, gently setting the taller boy back on his feet. “I missed you too. Come on, let’s get home yeah?” 

After grabbing the bags from the annoyingly noisy conveyor belt, Hikaru proudly showed off his new (second hand) car and filled it up. Having Rihito sitting in the passenger seat next to him made the whole thing seem perfect, even down to the blonde reaching over to lace their fingers together over the gear stick.

“Are you supposed to be doing that?” The dark-haired man asked with a small smile.

“It’s fine! My hands are bigger than yours so I can still change gears.” 

In all honesty, he’d been practicing driving with one hand partially occupied just so he could impress his boyfriend with the trick, but he wasn’t going to admit that. Over the drive, Hikaru kept talking and asking about everything to do with the university, if he’d made any friends besides the two he’d spoken to, anything to keep his mind off the parental incident, as he now called it to himself.

“Part of me couldn’t believe you were tidying your apartment, just for me.” Rihito grinned, as they pulled into the garage.

“Yep, I’ve been a real housewife recently. I’ve even set some food cooking for when we get back, I hope you like Sukiyaki.” 

Dinner was...not extremely awkward, but there was something odd about having Rihito in his apartment whilst knowing that he’d be staying for longer than a couple of days. It didn’t take long for the atmosphere to evaporate though because of course, all the nervousness in him caused something stupid to slip out of his mouth.

“So uh...Good food right?” 

Rihito looked up, eyes wide with surprise. He must have been off in his own world since he didn’t even have an answer, a smile just split across his face as he burst out laughing. This in turn caused Hikaru to laugh as well, and finally, they seemed to be able to relax into their new situation. 

“God uh...no it’s great.” The dark-haired boy sighed deeply to calm himself until he could smile at his boyfriend. “It’s really good, I had no idea you could cook this well.”

“I did practice a bit so you’d have something warm to come in to.”

When they eventually finished, Rihito managed to grab all of the dishes before Hikaru could even move, claiming that since he’d cooked it was down to him to wash dishes. The blonde told him they could wait till the morning, but there was no changing his boyfriend’s mind. So instead, he just came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Rihito’s thin waist.

“What are you doing?” He asked, not even looking at him.

“I told you, I missed you. Can you blame me for wanting to touch you?”

The black-haired boy hummed quietly and didn’t protest anymore, letting Hikaru do what he wanted while he washed their bowls. For a while he didn’t do anything, just stood there hugging him, reminding himself that his boyfriend was actually here now and wouldn’t be leaving. Then he got curious, wondering just how far Rihito would let him touch him before he pushed him away.

“You didn’t kiss me at the airport.” The blonde muttered against the taller boy’s neck.

“No. There were people around and...mmm…” He trailed off as Hikaru’s hand reached his hips.

“And?”

“If I’d have kissed you then I wouldn’t have wanted to stop...We’d have been in people’s way.” Rihito’s hands began to shake as he set the last dish down to dry. “Whe-wheeere are your hands going?”

“I’ll stop if you want me to. I know you’ve been nervous about this sort of thing. You need to tell me though.”

He could tell the dark-haired boy was struggling to decide what to do, and Hikaru knew not to push him. Likely, Rihito was struggling with the beliefs put on him by his parents, those years of hiding who he was fighting with the fact that in these walls he was safe. 

For a moment, he thought that he was going to be pushed away until felt Rihito reach back and tangled his fingers in his hair. They were still shaking, but there was a  certainty to them that Hikaru could feel.

“Nnh…!” He sighed, feeling the blonde boy’s hands slide under his t-shirt.

“I remember the first time you made a sound like that. You were so embarrassed but I thought it was cute.”

They stood there like that for a while, Hikaru just mapping out the way he imagined his boyfriend’s body looked under his shirt. He was thin, but not boney like he’d imagined he would be, there was a softness to him that only made the blonde want to touch him more.

“Can I…?” Hikaru whispered, not realizing that Rihito had no context for the question.

“Ca-can you what?” 

“Touch you more. I wanna see and touch all of you.”

Without giving an answer, Rihito turned and brought their lips together in a kiss that felt much closer to what he’d been expecting at the airport. It was heated, intense and Hikaru quickly took advantage by pressing him back into the counter, effectively pinning him with his body so his hands were free to hold his face. A sharp tug had the blonde gasping, and rather surprisingly allowed his boyfriend to press his tongue against Hikaru’s.

He hummed in surprise at him being so forward, but it spurred him on to pull them away from the kitchen and into the bedroom, somewhere where he could fully take the taller boy’s breath away. He started that process, by pushing him back onto the bed.

Which of course made him look entirely too sexy for Hikaru to handle.

“God I love you.” The blonde sighed, moving to sit in Rihito’s lap.

“Wai-wait! Hikaru ah-!” He tried to protest as he sat, ass firmly on Rihito’s lap, and...that was when he felt it. 

Rihito was hard.

“Really?” Hikaru smirked. “Just after some kissing?”

“Shu-shut up!” He hid his face behind his arms until his boyfriend pinned them above his head.

“We’ve kissed like that before, what’s getting you so excited this time?”

“I...it’s...you’ve never sat on me before. And it’s...it’s been so long since...ah!” He glared up at his boyfriend as he cut him off with a roll of his hips. “Ass.”

“You love me though.” Hikaru winked, getting ready to pull Rihito’s shirt off until he grabbed his wrists.

“It’s my turn. You touched me a lot earlier.” 

If he hadn’t been pouting and blushing so hard he looked like he was going to explode, Hikaru would have sworn his boyfriend had a burst of confidence out of nowhere. But no, he was just being his usual self. With a soft smirk, Hikaru swiftly pulled off his own shirt, letting it drop to the floor behind him. 

“Well then. You don’t need to ask permission, Rihito. I’m all yours.” Hikaru put his hands behind his head, smirking.

The dark-haired boy sat himself up, not moving from between Hikaru’s legs, and brought his hands up to rest on his chest. His touch was so light that it almost tickled, but the blonde tried to stay as still as he could, letting the less experienced boy explore as he wanted.

“Strong…” He muttered as his fingers reached his boyfriends’ abs.

“Yeah well...it comes with the way I perform. Can I take yours off now?”

After a deep breath, Rihito started unbuttoning his shirt this time, slowly as if it were the world’s most innocent striptease. Eventually, he let it slide off his shoulders and Hikaru gently pushed him back onto the mattress, chasing Rihito’s lips with his own.

As they kissed, the dark-haired boy’s arms came slowly up to wrap around his shoulders, one hand tangling into the fluffy blonde hair and tugging gently. Meanwhile, Hikaru’s hands were roaming his body again, one of them much more daring than the other began to make its way down to the hem of his jeans, fiddling with the button until it came undone. He paused briefly when Rihito gasped, making sure it was ok for him to continue before he did anything more.

This was his boyfriend’s first time, and he wanted him to enjoy it.

“It’s ok. I want this.” The confidence that he assumed he’d imagined before was back full force, and he finally saw it in Rihito’s eyes.

“Ok then. Prepare to have your mind blown!” Hikaru grinned, making his boyfriend laugh.

That was until he pushed his hand into his jeans and pressed his palm into his...almost surprisingly hard cock. Rihito’s face was a work of art as Hikaru massaged him somewhere no one else had ever been able to touch, even in their four years of dating he’d never let them go this far. He respected that decision, but he’d always been curious about the faces his boyfriend would make.

Now...now he was falling in love with the taller boy even more.

“Hi-Hikaru...please.” Rihito whined, only serving to make Hikaru harder.

“Are you close already?” He teased, which only earned him a glare. “It’s ok, it’s your first time. I could always make you cum again, and again, and again.”

“Hikaru!” 

“Come on, help me get you out of these tight jeans?”

The blonde smirked because both of them knew any effort to get Rihito’s jeans off would mean him moving his hand. After some deliberation he nodded and lifted his hips, giving Hikaru enough room to tug his jeans right off, leaving him flat on the mattress in just his boxers. When his boyfriend moved to take those off two, that was when he was stopped.

“Is this ok? You don’t have to take them off.”

“N-not that. Just...your turn!”

Hikaru released a low humming sound, and very slowly removed his jeans for his boyfriend, standing so he could see them sliding down his legs. The way Rihito looked at him made him feel so wanted it actually made him a little nervous, he’d dated girls before and they’d done... stuff ...but none of them really looked at him his boyfriend did.

“N-now what?” Rihito asked, moving his arms until his hands were above his head.

“Now…” He came forward until the black-haired boy’s legs were around his waist and he could pin him by the wrists. “Now I show you how good I can really make you feel.”

“Hu-huh?!”

Not feeling like he needed to give an answer to that, Hikaru leaned down and pressed a tongue heavy kiss to his boyfriend, not waiting long to start grinding his hips down too. Every movement was intentional, there to give Rihito feelings he’d never experienced before; judging by the blush spreading down his chest, the soft gasping noises, and how hard his dick was, he was definitely enjoying it.

“Hi-Hikaru…!” Rihito panted, the blonde finding that he liked the way his own name sounded.

“Do you wanna go all the way tonight? We have the whole summer to do this stuff, you know?” 

“I know...but I want to. I want to feel you.” He admitted.

“Have you ever touched yourself there before?” Hikaru asked, smirking when he blushed even harder.

“You know full well that I have!”

He was referring to one particularly late night chat on the phone. Hikaru had called him, slightly tipsy from celebrating with the band, and he ended up remotely teaching the taller boy how to finger himself. It hadn’t felt good at the time, but Hikaru was somewhat certain Rihito had been doing it wrong in the first place.

“Lemme show you how it’s meant to feel?” 

He nodded, shifting so Hikaru could pull his underwear off, carefully letting his fingers linger over his ass as he did it. Right down to his body, Rihito had this fragility to him that made the blonde think that one wrong move could shatter him completely. The dark-haired boy must have been able to sense his thoughts from how his hands hesitated, as he slowly slid his hands out of Hikaru’s grip to rest them on his face.

“Hikaru, you can do it. I’m not going to break. Just...mmmm…” He pulled Hikaru down until their foreheads touched. “I trust you. So please...stop staring at me and make me feel good!”

Such a serious request, the blonde was hard-pressed to deny him anything with that tone of voice. He smiled softly and reached for his bedside table; rummaging around for a minute to find the lube he usually kept there for himself. There were some condoms in there too but…

“Do you uh...protection or…?”

“How have you suddenly become so awkward?” Rihito let out a breathy laugh. “I’d rather use one.”

He nodded, pulling the two things out of the draw and setting them on the bed beside him. That was when he hesitated. Hikaru knew what to do, he knew how to make sure they were safe and Rihito didn’t get hurt, and his boyfriend had told him already that it was going to be fine.

While he was busy thinking, Rihito decided to take matters into his own hands. He remembered how Hikaru had told him to do this, so after coating his fingers in some lube, he reached between his and Hikaru’s legs to start with one finger. 

“Nnh…!”

That quickly got the blonde’s attention back on him.

“Rihito...holy shit!” he gasped. “Wha-what are you…?”

“If you’re not gonna do it...you can watch me this time.” 

It was as if being actually watched, with his boyfriend in the room, suddenly made the whole experience a lot more erotic. It made him want to...play into it. To make Hikaru wish he’d acted faster and done this himself. Hell, it even felt better than when they’d been on the phone.

“Oh fuck…” The blonde hissed, pressing his palm against his own bulge.

He eventually added a second finger, groaning loudly at the extra stretch and arching his back to go deeper. Rihito noticed Hikaru move, maybe to try and take over for him, but before he could, the taller boy planted a foot against his chest and pushed him back.

“I...I said you can watch me…” Rihito sighed, scissoring his fingers inside himself.

“Please...please let me touch you…”

The fact that Rihito had his boyfriend begging was extremely attractive, and Hikaru was looking at him as if he really couldn’t stand not touching him. He couldn’t help but smirk, only to roll his eyes back into his head as a third finger was added.

It was almost too much, he almost came right then as he realized how good his fingers could feel. But it still wasn’t the end, as his boyfriend’s dick was coming next and he really didn’t want to come before that.

“Co-nnh-Come on Hikaru~!” He smiled. “I’ll let you touch me now...now I’m ready for you!”

“Rihito!” The blonde groaned, pulling his boxers off as quickly as possible. “Fuck...where’d you learn to talk like that?” 

“I...ghhh aah!” He caught Rihito off guard by sliding one of his own fingers in beside the taller boys’. “Hikaru~!” 

Using his teeth to open the packet, an action that made Rihito groan quietly, the blonde managed to slide the condom on with one hand still using the other to keep his boyfriend happy while he prepared himself. The lube was cold, straight from the bottle, on his dick and with how hard he was he found it a little difficult to spread it over himself without feeling like he was jerking off. As hot as it would be to see Rihito with cum all over his face and chest, his boyfriend was giving him a very stern, expectant stare.

“Ok...tell me straight away if it hurts alright?” He informed him.

“God! Yes ok, I get it I promise! Please just...just…” Rihito paused, then his eyes softened. “Make love to me?”

He wasn’t begging, the dark-haired boy was genuinely asking Hikaru to make love to him. It wasn’t something the Blonde had experienced, but he’d be damned if he didn’t make this a religious experience for him. 

“Do you wanna be on your front or back? On your front will be easier on you.” He asked, resting a hand on his cheek once the condom was on.

“I...I wanna see you...Your face.”

“Oooh you’re gonna kill me before this is over aren’t you?” The blonde sighed and grinned at him.

Rihito grinned back, though that quickly disappeared once he felt his boyfriend pressing into him. It didn’t hurt as such, not with how well prepared he’d been, but it was definitely a new sensation that he wasn’t expecting to feel. He didn’t know if it was meant to feel good yet or not, but as Hikaru bottomed out and his hips met his boyfriend’s ass, he took several deep breaths as he got used to it.

“Are you ok? Does it hurt?” The blonde asked again, reaching up to take Rihito’s hand.

“N-not really? Just feels..weird...new? Aah!” 

Without realizing it, Hikaru’s hips twitched and accidentally pushed further into Rihito, which caused the taller boy to groan again. The blonde didn’t consider himself...overly well endowed so seeing Rihito react to him being inside him like that gave him a hell of an ego boost.

“Is it good? Do you feel good?” He whispered, moving his hips ever so slightly.

“Yes! It’s...ah...better than I expected!” 

Rihito gasped as his boyfriend started to move his hips more and more, thrusting into him slowly but deeply until he eventually hit his prostate. His expression almost made Hikaru come right then; Rihito’s eyes widened, his mouth dropping open as his back arched even further. Considering how, when they’d first started dating, Hikaru’s friends had teased him about how plain the dark-haired boy was, but god if they could see how gorgeous he was now.

“Nnnh...I think I like your long hair.” Hikaru sighed, grabbing it tightly. “I can grab yours now to- gah!”

As he’d been so focused on the silky black hair, the blonde hadn’t noticed Rihito’s arms come up to wrap around to his back until his nails were trailing down his skin. The sensation had him push one particularly hard thrust into his boyfriend, and by some miracle, they ended up coming together.

“Oh...oh my god…” Rihito sighed, looking down to where they were still connected; at how his stomach was now covered in his own release.

“That...was unbelievably hot.” Hikaru grinned, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to his boyfriend’s lips.

“Is it always that tiring?” He did look like he was about to drop off to sleep then and there, but the blonde was quick to tap his face and keep him awake.

“Don’t fall asleep just yet, let me at least clean you up.” 

As he pulled out and walked to the bathroom, earning a quiet groan and scowl from Rihito, Hikaru couldn’t help but think how lucky he was that they’d finally gotten to do that. After four years of waiting, he was so glad that he got to be his boyfriend’s first. Hopefully, he was his only too, but he didn’t want to put a jinx on that idea. 

He quickly let some warm water soak into a washcloth, also grabbing a dry towel while he was there, and made his way back to wash up his sleepy boyfriend. Rihito was practically half asleep already, though Hikaru didn’t mention how the small trail of cum leaking out of his ass was just as arousing.

However much he wanted to bend Rihito over and take him again, it was the first time he’d done anything like that so he couldn’t imagine him wanting to go again so soon. With a small sigh, Hikaru cleaned up the taller boy, smirking as he sleepily clung to him, trying his hardest to pull him down into bed with him. Hikaru finally relented, once he was happy that they wouldn’t end up sticky as well as sore in the morning, and pulled the blankets up around them. 

They’d have to face Rihito’s parents eventually, but for now, they could stay wrapped up in each other.