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When people get into a relationship they expect everything to change almost instantaneously, things will feel different, colours will be brighter etcetera etcetera. As much as Kaoru hates the stereotype, since his and Kojiro’s conversation things really did seem different. After baring their feelings to one another, it was quiet and it wasn’t until Kojiro left the next day that the reality of what happened actually sunk in.

Once all the worries and anxieties had been settled that morning, Kaoru had clung to Kojiro like a life raft. He wasn’t scared he would leave anymore but just craved the man’s warmth and comfort, something he could now recognise as his and something he was going to exploit as much as he could in his fragile state. Kojiro had happily gone along with his selfishness for the hours they had laid together, playing with his hair and trading stories of the things they had wanted to do to one another over the years, but had never had the courage to do so.

Kojiro had told him about the time they had raced at ‘S’ in a beef, Kaoru had won after a few weeks of losing and according to Kojiro had looked so beautiful; cheering and laughing as if no one was watching. He said how badly he had wanted to kiss him in that moment, how Kaoru laughing had filled his thoughts for the next few days like a movie being played on repeat.

Kaoru recounted the time they were out together on a rare cold day in Okinawa, his hands were freezing and Kojiro had held them until they began to warm up. Kaoru had made some stupid excuse of ‘your hands aren’t warm enough’ so Kojiro had kept them entwined and put them together in his pocket, not letting go even when they both felt their palms beginning to sweat. He told Kojiro that he hadn’t wanted to let go and the other clasped their hands together, kissing the knuckles and making a comment about how this was nicer than them arguing.

Hunger had eventually pulled them apart, Kojiro made him food again and helped him with a few mundane chores, they had then taken turns showering and fallen asleep together in clean sheets. That’s how they spent the rest of their day, just lying there and enjoying each other’s company. Kojiro had had to leave in the morning although it was clear he was against it, Kaoru had assured him that he was fine and made a joke about Kojiro being the clingy one now. After he’d left, Kaoru had begun to think back on the past two days, the drinking, sex, crying and comfort, the boyfriend he now had. It was almost overwhelming how much had happened and changed. Doubt had tried to edge its way back into his mind again but Kaoru now knew better than to give into it, he had pushed it down and ignored it determinedly.

Things had changed for the better and Kaoru now felt lighter, it wasn’t quite seeing the world in a new colour but it was more than enough for him. They saw a lot of each other over the next few days, Kaoru would show up at Kojiro’s restaurant like always but would stay for longer, waiting until the last second before dragging himself away. Kojiro would show up at his a lot after work, late at night with some form of alcohol for them to share on the sofa, in front of an old movie that neither would pay attention to, their focus fixed solely on the other person.

The first kiss they shared in this relationship was the best thing Kaoru had ever experienced. It was like in movies when two people lean in slowly and it just happens, lips touching for a moment before pulling away, short and soft. For something that insignificant it felt incredible, his stomach dropped and head felt clouded, unable to focus on anything else. His lips buzzed and he almost immediately pulled Kojiro back to do it again, suddenly addicted to this euphoric feeling.

They kissed a lot, time slipped through their fingers as the hours bled together, lost in each other’s taste and feel. Things could get pretty heated sometimes but Kojiro would always stop when it did. It was strange seeing as they had come from sex friends to lovers, it was a probable assumption that they would have more sex than normal but they never did. It had been about two weeks since they had gotten together and they hadn’t moved past a particularly touchy make out session.

Kaoru hadn’t minded at first, he had been satisfied by their soft touches and kisses, enjoying the difference to their normal heated kisses reserved for hook ups, but like most people, he eventually started needing more. Needing the hand caressing his back to move further, to drag what felt like an electric current throughout his body, to push his tongue in to explore Kojiro’s mouth and feel the hard defined muscles of his chest. He wanted to have the fingers stroking his hair playing and teasing his hole him until he begged. He wanted Kojiro to fuck him slowly, take his time with him and slowly drive Kaoru insane with pleasure.

Kaoru however, wasn’t as straight forward as Kojiro so never voiced these private thoughts, leaving them to merge with a new seed of doubt that had started to grow, one that became harder to push down. Now that they were dating did Kojiro not want to do things like that anymore? Of course sex and foreplay isn’t all there is to a relationship, but Kaoru had been so used to it from when they slept together that it seemed strange not to do it now. What if Kojiro was regretting being with him? It was a small worry, but it bugged him more than he wanted to admit.

Back to the present, where Kaoru was seated at his normal spot at Kojiro’s bar tucked into the corner with Carla safely leant again the wall, sipping on coffee and reading some random article on his phone. At least that’s what he hoped it looked like, he was definitely not here to watch Kojiro being charismatic and talented in his tight uniform that showed off his muscular forearms, visible from where his shirt sleeved were rolled up. Definitely not.

It was late at night so there wasn’t that many people, a few regulars drinking beer and talking loudly about some local news and two women seated next to the window, one flirting rather obviously with the other who kept blushing a deep red. It was amusing to watch and far better than either of them flirting with Kojiro.

Kaoru had learnt quite quickly that he is the jealous type. Yes, this tall, muscular man was very attractive and kind and good in bed but he belonged to Kaoru and Kaoru only, the bimbos who gathered around him in what seemed like flocks needed to back the fuck off. He didn’t consider himself a violent person, but that fact seemed to need revising based off the way his palms itched when someone got too close.

A thing that distracted him from his newly discovered violent tendencies was Kojiro always coming over to him in the restaurant whenever he could, sometimes just to say hi between serving people and other times for a small round of light-hearted bickering or flirting when it was quiet. If it was empty Kojiro would be more forward, giving him small forehead kisses or coming up from behind to hug him or kiss his neck. Kaoru wasn’t really one for public displays of attention and wasn’t sure when Kojiro had realised this but was relived that he had, then again Kojiro had always been rather good at knowing how he was feeling, always playing it off as ‘just a hunch’.

To most people it would seem like they were mortal enemies with how much they fought and argued, but to them it was just how they communicated. Sure, things were a little different now but they still bickered, they had been together since middle school and had grown up together. They knew exactly how to piss one another off but in also how to make the other feel good – both a wholesome and erotic manner.

Kojiro knew Kaoru hated insects, spiders in particular. The amount of time he had screamed when he saw one and got Kojiro to take it away were countless, it never failed to make the other laugh when Kaoru glared at him. In return, Kaoru knew Kojiro was scared of the dark unless there was someone with him, apparently it was the paranoia of not being able to see if there was something after you and having another person nearby just meant there was a sacrifice readily available.

They knew each other’s darkest fears too, Kojiro feared being alone and Kaoru feared death. When Kaoru’s grandmother had died Kojiro had been with him constantly, not leaving his friends side for a second and comforting him through the tears. When Kojiro’s parents divorced, Kaoru had slept over at his for several weeks to keep Kojiro from isolating loneliness and to help sort his feelings out while his parents organised the separation.

He knew Kojiro enjoyed dressing smart but hated having to wear a tie. He couldn’t tie one either, when they were in school Kaoru would often have to fix it for him if a teacher told Kojiro off for it being crooked. Kojiro knew Kaoru hadn’t let his piercing holes close up yet, he also knew about the small box of shiny, gold earrings he still had too. Kaoru never wore them out but a few times Kojro had shown up at his place to find a small jewel decorating his lobe or helix. Kaoru definitely didn’t wear them because Kojiro had said liked them. That would be embarrassing.

Kojiro knew Kaoru hated his glasses and always complaining about them to him, Kojiro would make some comment about them not being that bad and Kaoru would always blush as a response, telling him to be quiet or making a remark. Kaoru had been with Kojiro when he got his tattoo over his shoulder and had helped him chose the design, what Kojiro didn’t know that Kaoru would absentmindedly doodle the sun tattoo that he’d had chosen on pieces of paper or napkins when he was bored (Kojiro did know, Kaoru had left some paper with the doodle on when he visited his restaurant one time)

They both liked old films from the late 1900’s, horror being Kaoru’s favourite genre and romance being Kojiro’s. They both loved Italian food, hated getting caught in the rain and preferred cats over dogs. The one obvious love they shared was skating, they knew everything about each other’s skating style and tricks, they’d learned to recognise everything about the other person so racing was always a tough battle. Kojiro had good initiative and direction when it came to skating whereas Kaoru relied on his ability to perfectly execute commands from his AI assistant.

They knew everything about one another, it was honestly stupid that they had taken this long to figure out their mutual feelings for one another.

It was a while before the drunks staggered out, talking loudly about their wives now instead of local politics. The two girls left shortly after, the blushing one dragging her partner by the wrist, looking a bit frazzled whilst the other grinned knowingly, giving a thumbs up to Kojiro as she was pulled through the door. Kojiro laughed and waved back walking up to the door to lock it and turn the sign round, heading over to Kaoru and wrapping his arms around his waist from behind. He kissed his neck and told him to wait for a minute before pulling away to clear the table two girls had left.

The restaurant was quiet now, the only noise was the buzz of the air conditioning and sound of cars driving past, their lights flashing against the back wall through glass windows at the front of the shop. Kaoru finished his coffee and attempted to continue reading the article on his phone, Kojiro kissing his neck had surprised him and made his stupid heart skip a beat so now he had to try and calm himself down. The man was gone for about 5 minuets before returning with some left-over cake and beer, taking a seat next to Kaoru on the barstool next to him.

“Cake and beer? Interesting combination” Kaoru commented, taking his portion before Kojiro could make his normal sarcastic comment about ‘not having to eat it if he didn’t want to’, Kaoru wasn’t about to turn down free cake.

“I know, I need a drink though, think of it as a celebration for those two for getting together at long last” Kojiro said taking a drink. He was referring to the girls in the restaurant earlier, Kojro had told him that the confident one came in to vent about her crush on the shy one often. The shy one apparently did the same and Kojiro had been trying to set them up together for a while. Kaoru hadn’t been involved but knew enough to silently cheer for them on when he saw them together.

“Good for them I guess, how’s business been?” Kaoru commented, starting up their standard conversation of ‘how have you been’ ‘good thanks’.

“Tiring, it’s been fairly busy recently for some reason”

“Better than no business”

“I guess, you seem to be here more often too” Oh fuck, had he caught on?

“Your wrong, I’m normally here this much” A very believable excuse.

“Ah yes, I definitely don’t catch you staring more than normal then” He’d caught on.

“No, I don’t stare in the first place, what would there be to look at anyway” He willed his blush to go down and not give him away, Kojiro would never let the fact he stared at him go. If they had kids it would be one of those parent-like stories of ‘Your mother fell for me first’, Kojiro seemed like the type of person who would do that. Hang on, Kids? They barely had sex anymore and he was thinking of kids? Would they last long enough to make that commitment? Would they even consider adopting kids? WHY WAS THIS EVEN A CONSIDERATION? Kojiro was smirking at him, yep he was definitely blushing now. Fuck.

“There is plenty to look at” Teased Kojiro, gesturing to his built figure.

“I’ve seen gorilla’s in nature documentaries before, it’s not that impressive”

“Oi Pinkie, If you keep being mean I’ll take away you cake” That caught Kaoru’s attention, he pulled the half-eaten plate closer to him protectively, eyeing Kojiro’s grinning face and glinting eyes cautiously.

“Then I’ll take yours” Kaoru dared.

“I’ll just put mine on that shelf over there, you won’t reach it without a chair” Kaoru wasn’t even that small, maybe a few inches shorter than Kojiro but only by a bit!

This was war.

“Fuck.You.”

“With pleasure”

“Do it then, I dare you”

“You’re so feisty today, it’s cute”

“Damm right I am”

“Glad we can agree on that”

Throughout this little back and forth argument they had absentmindedly been leaning closer towards each other. They were close, almost touching noses and staring deep into one another’s eyes. Kaoru was blushing and Kojiro seemed to have a small dusting of pink across the bridge of his nose too.

Kojiro broke the staring contest first, leaning in to capture Kaoru’s lips in a deep kiss. Kaoru leant into it gladly, he hadn’t seen Kojiro in maybe a day and already missed his stupid existence, this pleasurable contact lifted a weight in his chest he didn’t realise was there. Kaoru’s hands found their way into Kojiros hair, tugging his partners head to a different angle where he could control the pace. Kaoru liked having Kojiro in control but his own command over situations could be just as fun. He poked his tongue at the seam of the others lips as a silent request for entry, Kojiro opened for him and set about his own exploration or Kaoru’s mouth, mirroring his movements like a petty competition over who was better.

Kojiro tasted like beer and Kaoru probably tasted like cake, a bittersweet combination that could almost be considered a drug with what it did to his brain. He felt light and relaxed, head filled with cotton and unable to worry about anything. Kaoru could feel his glasses being pushed against his face and his hair coming loose as Kojiros fingers played around near the base of his neck. The kiss was hot and consuming, the world fell around them and left him in a bubble of serotonin and growing arousal. Fuck, if this continued he’d get hard alarmingly fast.

It was almost like Kojiro had the same thought and began to pull away. Kaoru would have been fine with continuing and them both getting hard, it had a good chance of leading to some mind numbingly good sex without the delicate conversation of asking for it. However, when Kojiro pulled away he took a drink of beer and almost acted like they hadn’t just been digging for each other’s oesophagus with their tongue’s mere seconds ago.

Kaoru was felt breathless and stared at Kojiro in confusion, he always did this. The doubt pooled in his stomach again against his will, it burned hot in anger more than worry. ‘Am I not good enough’ would have been the usual assumption but for some reason the thought front and centre this time was more of an angry demand of ‘What the fuck, Kojiro you bastard why are you doing this’. Since their mutual confession Kaoru had made a promise to himself to talk about his problems to Kojiro more, communication was the most important thing in a relationship, right?

“You’d you pull away?” Kaoru asked, straightening up and crossing his arms as if he was about to scold a misbehaving schoolchild. Kojiro looked a little uncomfortable, he was playing with hem of his apron by rolling it between his fingers, something Kaoru knew he did when nervous or worrying about something. “Come on tell me, I’ve been worrying about you not wanting me anymore and I want an explanation”

Well, that came out more straight forward than he had intended, fuck these strange uncontrollable emotions that made him say weird things. Maybe Kojiro had put something weird in that cake? Never trust free cake.

“Hey! Where did you get the idea that I didn’t want you anymore? Jesus Kaoru, I want you so bad you have no idea, don’t think that you idiot” Kojiro said quickly, sighing as he put his head in his hands, dragging his fingers over his face as he looked slowly up at Kaoru.

“You don’t finish what you start! You get me worked up but pull away and act like nothing happened! It sounds bad but we haven’t had sex since that talk and I assumed the relationship had changed your opinion of it somehow. I know sex isn’t all there is to a relationship but you make me feel so good and I miss it” Kaoru couldn’t stop talking, he was speaking his mind and it was a kind of scary to have this little control over what he was saying. Kojiro however didn’t seem fazed by it, his face seemed to relax the more Kaoru spoke.

“So you’ll still have sex with me then” Kojiro asked, sounding sincere and almost like he was trying to confirm something.

“Of course I will! I gave my excuse so what’s yours?” Kojiro looked nervous again but gave an answer, speaking slowly as if he was trying to piece together difficult sentences in his head.

“Last time we fucked, you got hurt-” Seven words in and Kaoru was already jumping to interrupt him.

“I got hurt?” When did he get hurt? Kojiro was way too careful with him for that to happen.

“I think I went too hard on you, I didn’t clean you out properly either so your stomach hurt the next day, I don’t want to do that to you again”

“How did you know-”

“You kept wincingand it was just a guess but you pretty much just confirmed it for me” Kojiro looked guilty and a little angry, though it was fairly clear it was directed towards himself and not Kaoru. Kojiro always had faith that he could fix Kaoru’s problems, and Kaoru had the same faith he could fix his partners too.

“Kojiro” He reached out a hand to cup the man’s jaw and re-direct his gaze to meet his. “You didn’t hurt me, I promise. Your always so careful with me and if you really feel bad about it then give me your cake, we’ll call it even” Kojiro’s unease seemed to melt away, he relaxed more and seemed to trust Kaoru’s words.

“I’ll believe you, but please tell me next time something like that happens” Kojiro asked, smiling and pulling Kaoru close for a hug of reassurance.

“I will if it means you’ll have sex with me again” Kaoru was pleased they had sorted this so quickly, communication was a lifesaver.

“I didn’t know you liked it that much”

Fuck. He’d said too much. He couldn’t let Kojiro tease him this easily, he had a reputation to uphold.

“It’s satisfactory”

“Lying is a sin Pinkie, you should tell the truth” Kaoru rolled his eyes, ignoring Kojiro and focusing his attention back to his cake, which thanks to certain distractions he hadn’t had a chance to finish. While he was eating Kojiro spoke again. “I guess I should thank you for being honest with me”

He hummed in response. Damm right he should thank him, sex was back on the table now because of his newfound ability to be honest. If Kaoru wasn’t mildly annoyed at Kojiro, he would have happily dragged the man to his upstairs apartment and demanded that he fucked him then and there. But no, there was cake and that had priority, he was also very stubborn and didn’t want to let Kojiro have his way just yet.

“Are you still worried about me not wanting you?” Kaoru thought it over in his head and quickly came to the answer of no. Kojiro had seemed to be the person worrying more than him which was probably a first for the pair.

“No, why? Are you going to make me worry about it? I will cut off your dick if you do” Kaoru said, glaring at Kojiro in a challenging way.

“Anything but my dick Kaoru, and no I was going to offer something to stop you worrying about it but seeing as your fine…” Kojiro tapered off his sentence and grinned at him, Kaoru knew he was teasing him and trying to get him to take the bait of answering out of curiosity. Thinking about it, he could be offering sex or some sort of foreplay, he could probably risk answering, being both horny and stubborn was messing with his head.

“What are you suggesting” Kaoru said slowly, pointing his fork at Kojiro as if to threaten him further with the piece of dull metal.

“A date, considering that we started by having sex and are now dating, we have definitely missed some normal relationship steps” The gorilla had a point, a date didn’t sound like a bad idea and held a good chance of ending in sex. Did he say earlier that ‘sex isn’t the main thing in a relationship’? Well to hell with that, sex was very important as of this moment.

“That sounds harmless, I think I’m free this week too” Playing it cool seemed like the best way to go, throwing himself straight in with these horny feeling could be disastrous, or good depending on the outcome.

“With the number of times you’ve came in here this week, you definitely have time to spare” Kojiro teased, grinning at him. “I can promise you good things if you accept”

“Very funny. Fine, what are we going to do for this date then” As if Kaoru was going to turn him down, he liked Kojiro way too much and was pretty excited at the idea of going on a date with him, the promise of ‘good things’ made his stomach feel hot too.

“You can choose, I’m fine with anything” Kojiro seemed relaxed, it might have been the alcohol or Kaoru not turning him down, either way he was radiating calm and it was spreading to over to Kaoru making him feel at peace as well.

“Of course you’d say that, now what will cause you the most inconvenience” Kaoru looked off to the side, pretending as if he was thinking hard about what he wanted. He didn’t really need to, he already knew where and what they should do. He wanted Kojiro to cook for him and then to watch an old 90’s horror movie on the sofa, with cake obviously. He liked simple things, Kojro always seemed like a person who would make big and grand gestures whereas Kaoru liked small gestures. Quiet meant calm and noise meant stress, unless of course the noise was linked to pleasure then an exception could be made.

“Cook me food and watch a film with me, I’m choosing by the way”

“What’s the magic word?” This bastard really couldn’t go one minuet without annoying him.

“Fuck you”

“That’s mean Kaoru, do you need some persuasion?” Kojiro was leaning forward and running a hand slowly up his thigh, it made his skin buzz through the fabric of his yukata. Seeing as they were playing the persuasion game Kaoru leaned in close to Kojiro’s ear and seductively whispered:

“Please~”

Adding a sort of erotic whine to the end of the word seemed to work as Kojiro blushed slightly and his eyes widened a little in surprise, Kaoru would take that as a win on his own behalf.

“That wasn’t so hard huh?” Kojiro said as he slid his hand to lightly knead over Kaoru’s hardening member in a teasing manner, hard enough to feel it but not enough for any definitive pleasure to be gained from the action. He felt a slow kiss on his neck before Kojiro moved away again. “Great, does Monday at 8 work for you?”

Oh for fuck sake-

The man must have a kink for making him wait or something, seeing him get gradually more and more wound up, hesitant to do anything about it himself and only wanting his teasing partner. Actually, he could see why that was hot, to be the one in control and having this powerful hold over the other person, bringing them to the edge and back, over and over until they begged.

“Yes. I’ll see you then” Kaoru muttered through gritted teeth; he was focused on willing his half hard cock to go back down. Kojiro had a shit eating grin on his face, internally laughing at him and acting like they weren’t a hand job away from fucking. The rest if the evening was a familiar blur of light-hearted bickering and beer, Kaoru managed to claim Kojiro piece of cake in the end and the two talked endlessly of skating and work stories.

It was late when Kaoru finally left the restaurant, kissing his boyfriend and pulling his coat tighter around him as he walked through the cold streets. There was hardly anyone out, just a few cars and a stray dog walker talking on their phone. The promise of their date was the only thing on his mind, the possible outcomes of what might happen going round and round, nothing bad could possibly happen right? It was just hanging out but with a different name, a date. If it was just a different name, then why did it make him nervous. They’d literally had sex before, why did this feel like such a big step now?

They’re first time together had been under the influence of alcohol, no room for nerves only the sole focus of making each other feel good. The next time they had been sober but very horny so the feel was similar to the first time, making it easy to find a rhythm in between making out and sucking one another off. The third time they were less horny and still sober but after sleeping together twice they were both used to each other. They were too far gone to ignore how good they could make each other feel, using this arrangement to act on their private feelings for one another.

Now they were officially together, things would probably be different. Different in a good way? Kaoru wasn’t sure but all he knew was that he had 3 days to think about it.

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Well, its 3 days later and he was still slowly going insane with nerves, he hadn’t been able to calm himself and the feeling had snowballed quiet a lot. Over the years he had watched a lot of romance films with Kojiro, he had found that whether they were modern or old ones the main characters were always stupidly oblivious and thought too much. They were the same copy and paste, overthinking stereotype that Kaoru was behaving like right now. Like in those ‘coming of age’ teen romances, he was stood in front of the mirror trying to decide on what to wear, a hairs width away from grabbing his phone and phoning the first person he could find to ask for advice. It was a stupid stereotype that he was internally cussing himself out for conforming to.

Even if he did phone someone, who would it be? His first choice would be Kojiro but that wasn’t an option, Hiromi had been conformed to the unrequited love category so would also be useless as well. Reki and Langa might not be a bad idea, the two were as hopelessly in love with one another as he was with Kojiro. But then again neither of the pairs ‘knew’ about each other’s relationships, Kojiro and Kaoru had simply deduced they were together from how obvious Reki and Langa both were, but neither of the boys knew about Kaoru and Kojiro, they were both to oblivious and caught up in one another for that.

He stared fixatedly at the clothes across his bed, there were jeans, shirts, tops and various yukata’s, should he dress masculine or feminine? He didn’t believe that clothing had a gender which in theory opened him up to more options of what to wear but no, it did nothing but confuse him more. In desperation he asked Carla who provided him with various web articles and Pinterest boards, the main thing he got from this was to dress comfortably. Jeans then? Preferably loose ones if certain circumstances involving him taking them off arose.

He remembered Kojiro telling him he looked good in light blue and white one time, something along the lines of that it went well with his hair. The people in photos on the article seemed to wear similar colours too, he settled with blue jeans and a white sweater, it had a wide neck and settled just off his shoulder. Feminine, brown ankle boots and a belt were added along with simple gold studs in his lobes and a ring around his helix. The band was small and he covered it with his hair, it was practically public knowledge that Kojiro loved his piercings and Kaoru liked it when he pulled them with his teeth during sex, it felt intimate and very hot.

He clapped his hands together a few times to get them to stop shaking and picked up a black liner pen to draw on sharp liner wings. He remembered when Adam had broken his wrist by knocking him off his board during a race, Kojiro had helped him by doing his hair and eyeliner surprisingly well when they went to watch Langa race and take revenge. Something Kaoru didn’t know was that Kojiro had learnt how to style hair purely because of him, he had a sister who had taught him to braid and had learnt the rest through the internet.

Now that he thought about it, Kojiro had always been very accepting of him. He never judged him on what he wore or how he looked and would always stand up for him against people who used to tease him back in school about his long hair saying he looked like a girl. When they talked about or looked at clothes, he would show him feminine options as well as means, they had vastly different styles but still knew each other’s well enough to recommend things that the other would like.

With his eyeliner done he felt more confident and less exposed, he looked good and hoped Kojiro thought the same. It was time to leave. Coat, shoes, keys, phone, doors locked, the small mental checklist gave him a distraction and a chance to straighten out his thoughts. The walk there took about 5 minutes, it was warm out and the streets were dyed in sunsets colours of purple, pink and yellow.

Kaoru already had a key for the apartment that was upstairs from the restaurant, he kept it attached to his main set, it had a green dot on it whereas his apartments key had a pink one. He had put the same marks on Kojiro’s set as well, telling him that he would forget which was which or lose them. He told himself its was out of concern for the stupid gorilla when it was actually just him being possessive and leaving his mark in a way. Kojiro’s restaurant was empty, it seemed a little eery with the chairs up and lights turned off, the door leading up was hidden at the back and there was light peeking out from under the closed door. He could hear some old music playing from downstairs and wondered if he could scare him if he was quiet, opening the door slowly he climbed the stairs and peered around the space.

It was an open plan sort of apartment, the living room and kitchen were separated by a kitchen counter, the bedroom and bathroom were to the left and hidden by walls. Kojiro had his back to him at the stove singing badly along to a song playing on the radio, the room smelled like garlic and was surprisingly tidy. He walked quietly up behind Kojiro and reached out his arms to circle his waist pressing himself into his boyfriends back, he felt Kojiro flinch in his arms tensing up a little before relaxing into his embrace.

“Evening gorgeous” He probably heard him, mission failed.

“Whilst I appreciate the compliment, one: you haven’t seen me yet, I could be hideous and two: what if I’m actually a serial killer” Kaoru was a little annoyed that he wasn’t able to make him scream but he could try and do that another way. Kojiro turned around in his arms to face him, mirroring his hold with his own arms.

“Well one: your always gorgeous and two: I’ll take my chances flirting with death” He kissed Kaoru’s forehead and tucked a lock of hair behind his ear affectionately, a glint of gold caught his eye and his hand reached to play with the small ring around his ear, Kaoru felt the colour rising in his face.

“This is pretty” Kojiro commented taking in his blushing face, Kaoru rested his forehead on the others chest as if he could hide there, hands found their way into his hair stroking it slowly. The action relaxed him and soothed the nerves he had felt earlier. “Are you okay?”

“Very” Kaoru wasn’t sure why he had suddenly become so affectionate, maybe he was still enjoying the fact that he could do this freely without worrying about giving anything away. They pulled away after a while and Kojiro turned back to the pan he had left; Kaoru went to take a seat at one of the barstools pulled up at the counter.

“So what are you making me then” He had already decided it was some form of seafood pasta based off the ingredients on the side.

“Some kind of pasta from Naples, it had a long name that I don’t remember but I made focaccia, you were talking about it last week so I thought I’d try making it”

“Yay carbs” That was very much sarcasm. Italian food was his favourite and this sounded really good, especially since Kojiro was making it.

“As if you actually care about your health, I can see you smiling anyway, you like it” He was smiling? Stupid observant gorilla, had he grown more braincells overnight? Time to change the subject.

“I’m plenty healthy, do you have any wine?”

“Yeah, the healthy, liver destroying drink is in the fridge” Kaoru could hear him laughing.

“Stupid muscle head” He muttered under his breath as went over to the fridge, there was red and white wine in black bottles “Which one do you want”

“White goes best with seafood, your choice though” Kaoru went with the white wine, it tased the best in his opinion and Kojiro was probably right considering food was his speciality. He knew where the glasses were and poured them both some, handing one to Kojiro and taking his seat back on the barstool facing his partner.

“So how long until the foods ready?” He asked sipping the wine, it was nice and tasted expensive, not that he really cared about price but it just had a little something that screamed ‘I cost a lot’.

“Maybe 10 minutes, we can eat that focaccia bread now if you want” Kojiro said, covering a pot with a metal lid and moving over to the oven, already predicting Kaoru’s obvious answer of yes. He had been a little hungry before coming but now he could smell the food he was ravenous. Kojiro took a golden coloured bread out of the oven, it had holes dotted over the top, chunks of salt and sprigs of rosemary, it looked exactly like the picture he had been showing Kojiro last week.

Kojiro cut it into triangles and put the plate in front of him, taking a seat on the other side of the counter. Kaoru wasted no time, taking a bite and instantly falling in love with the delicious flavour. It tasted salty and herby and really fucking nice, he moaned making Kojiro stare and bite his tongue at Kaoru’s reaction.

“I take that as a sign its good?”

“Of course, I think I like this focaccia more than you”

“Okay I’m taking this away then, I’m not going to be outdone by cooked flour and water” Kojiro teased, jokingly lifting the plate away from Kaoru who squeaked in protest making an attempt to grab it back.

“Hey that’s my future husband you’re taking away!” He pouted, playing along with this little joke they had started.

“Give me a kiss and you can have it back then” Kojiro offered.

“You’re holding it hostage! Ugh, fine” He grinned and leaned over to kiss his boyfriends smiling face, moving their lips together slowly before pulling back and taking the plate for himself.

“You look cute like this” Kojiro was staring again, a soft expression on his face, eyes showing adoration.

“I know I do” Kaoru was ignoring the blush on his face and trying to play off the compliment but it made him feel warm inside, or it was just the focaccia bread. He wasn’t used to Kojiro speaking his mind about Kaoru, saying that he looked cute and that he loved him. It was new but he didn’t hate it, he had to remind himself he was free to do the same. “The breads is nice but I guess I like you slightly more”

He was trying-

“Good to know” Kojiro laughed and turned around to check the pot on the stove. “If you can bear to be parted from your beloved focaccia for a few minutes, I have pasta for you”

“Is the pasta better than the bread?”

“You’ll have to find out” Kaoru slid off his stool to find bowls and forks, standing at Kojiro side to watch him dish up a creamy looking pasta with pink prawns adding colour. He was handed a bowl and they went back their seats at begin eating. Much like the bread Kaoru had begrudgingly parted with, the pasta was incredible. It was rich and flavourful, seasoned just right with all flavours mixing together, he was tempted to moan again but louder and on purpose this time to get a reaction out of Kojiro.

“So is it good?” Kojiro asked curiously.

“I hate to say it, but you only know how to make good food, of course its amazing”

“That’s good then, remember when I tried teaching you to cook last year? You are seriously a disaster in the kitchen”

Kaoru remembered that. He’d made Kojiro try and teach him some basics of cooking after being continuously teased about not being able to cook packet ramen correctly. Kojiro had tried something simple like fried rice but Kaoru had ended up burning it both times they attempted the lesson, Kojiro had expressed his admiration of how Kaoru had survived this far with this little skill and Kaoru had threatened to cut his dick off.

“Yeah, I remember, you should have chosen something easier” Kaoru muttered “But what about when you first started cooking, you set things on fire! Even I’ve managed not to do that”

“Three word you just said: ‘first started cooking’ you have been alive for what, 25 years and you still can’t cook” Kaoru hated it when Kojiro was right.

“That’s irrelevant, anyways I have you to cook for me so why bother”

“What would you do if I disappeared or died? Who’d cook for you then?”

“I’ll make sure you outlive me, then I won’t have to worry”

“That’s oddly considerate of you, I’ll give a speech at your funeral saying you burnt to death because of your lack of cooking skills”

“That would be factually incorrect, I’ll die of natural causes like heart attack”

“That’s oddly specific, you gonna make sure that happens just to prove a point?” Kojiro was laughing again, they both were. It was a stupid conversation.

“I’ll be right so I won’t have to”

“If you’re so sure then how will I die?”

“Hmm, I reckon you’ll drink yourself to death because you miss me so much”

“That’s sad Kaoru”

“I know, it’ll be like one of your stupid romance films with tragic endings, all of the characters could have avoided the bad outcomes if they had just sat down and had a conversation”

“Doesn’t that sound a lot like us?” Why did this man have to be right all the time? It was getting annoying, Kaoru hated the idea of Kojiro being smarter than him, it would be like a horror film if he was suddenly able to do maths and spell with decent accuracy.
“A little, we had a good ending though, the audience would be disappointed”

“Over a good ending? I’d prefer that over a sad one”

“Yeah, but your romance films always have happy endings and are so predictable, if both of them die it just changes things up a bit”

“I see why you like horror so much now, romance is dead in your eyes”

“You’re a simple minded gorilla, of course you’d like simple things like a happy ending”

“Hey, you’re killing the vibe by calling me a gorilla, you had almost gone half an hour without saying it”

“Would you prefer muscle head?”

“Rude, I passed my exams so you can’t call me anything linked to stupid”

“You barely passed” Kaoru laughed “Remember the night before the exam when you came crying to me saying you were going to fail English? We pulled an all-nighter to revise the things you had been told to do 2 weeks before”

“Okay I wasn’t crying I was panicking, anyway I had been busy!” Kaoru raised his eyebrows at that.

“Busy skirt chasing?”

“No. I was skating, you were with me too four-eyes and if I remember correctly also going to fail along with me, we had a promised to retake the tests together” Kojiro defended himself well, he had the edgy-phase-Kaoru card that could be used to put him in his place at any time. He was also right about them both nearly failing English, Kojiro wasn’t the only person crying over spelling that evening.

“Don’t remind me” Kaoru sighed wincing internally, focusing on the last few bites of pasta as a distraction.

“You know, we should find our old uniforms” Kojiro said, looking like he was thinking about something “I think mine is still here somewhere, you still have yours?”
“I think I still have the trousers, the shirts are long gone probably”

“What about your jewellery?”

“Jewellery? I think I still have some, a lot of it rusted so I stopped wearing it”

“You still have that lip piercing? I remember being with you when you got that done” Kojiro was smiling at the memory. When Kaoru had his lip pierced it had hurt so much, he’d tried not to cry and manged it until they’d left the shop. Kojiro had bought him ice cream to cool the burning sensation and held him until he’d calmed down. He was also with him when he got scolded by his parents and sat next him during his punishment of sitting on his knees for half an hour. To him it was more of a bittersweet memory, with Kojiro being the only thing making it a good one.

“I don’t have it anymore, its unprofessional”

“You kept the helix though” Kojiro had pierced that part of his ear for him, of course he’d kept it. “Anyway, I kept my spare uniform too, if you’re finished we should try them on”

“I feel like you’re planning something” Kaoru said slowly, eyeing him suspiciously.

“You have a dirty mind Kaoru, what could I possible want to do to you in a uniform”

“A lot of illegal things”

“Ha Ha” kojiro laughed sarcastically as he left the counter, walking to his bedroom with Karou following slowly behind. “So, want to search the wardrobe or the draws?”

“Neither, I don’t know what kind of pervy stuff you could be hiding and whatever it is, I don’t want to find it” Kaoru sat at the end of the bed, drawing his legs up and folding them under him, crossing his arms for good measure. “I’m going to sit here and watch”

“Why did I expect you to say that your highness” Kojiro muttered, kneeling in front of a chest of draws in the corner and beginning to sift through the contents. Kaoru watched as a pile of tops and jeans was precariously formed in towers, he assumed they would be here for a while and leaned back to lie on the bed, enjoying the peace and quiet.

His mind drifted back to their childhood where so much of it had been spent together, they had met in their first year of middle school when they had been seated next to one another. They were both polar opposites in the beginning, Kojiro being the ‘popular’ kid and Kaoru being the quiet one. His anxiety had been really bad at the time and he’d gotten overwhelmed often, Kojiro had found him during a panic attack one day and helped him through it. After that meeting Kojiro had always watched out for Kaoru, encouraging him to join with his group and gradually bringing him out of his shell. They were always together which had prompted some kids that apparently thought it funny to call them ‘disgusting homos’, Kaoru had overheard and had suddenly learned that he had an ability to break people’s noses.

When they had first started skating Kojiro had had no sense of balance and could barely stay upright on his board, Kaoru however had good balance so held his hands to keep him upright until he could stay up on his own. Kojiro had learned how to do an ollie first whereas Kaoru had broken his wrist trying, the pair had waited until it had healed, spending their now free time in Kaoru’s room looking at videos of them and others skating, picking out what they wanted to learn next.

Considering they had met in middle school there wasn’t many memories of the past to share so they would often talk about the future, making bold statements like ‘I’ll be a better skater than you’ and vowing to follow through with the promise. Something they would bicker about was who would get married first, Kaoru for the sake of arguing would claim that it would be him first but his self-deprecating way of thinking disagreed. He knew Kojiro would get married first, girls flocked around him and jumped at the chance to date him, they did the same to Kaoru but he was gay so their hushed conversations of ‘How gorgeous’ he was were wasted on him.

He remembered coming out to Kojiro, it wasn’t by choice really as someone had called him a slur so in return had been beaten up by him. The comment had messed with him a lot more than it should of so when Kojiro found him after hearing about the fight he was curled up in an empty classroom having a panic attack. He remembered being held close and soothed by Kojiro whispering that he was okay and safe, stroking his hair and allowing him to cry until heartrate calmed and tears slowed.

After a while Kojiro had asked ‘Are you gay?’ and Kaoru had stiffened in his hold, should he tell him? What if he hated him for it? What if he left? Kaoru remained silent for a long time, too scared to answer. Kojiro started rubbing his back in an attempt to smooth out his tensed shoulders, ‘I won’t think any different of you, I promise’ he’d said, that had been enough to encourage Kaoru to quietly say ‘Yes’. Kojiro had thanked Kaoru for telling him and said that he was proud, holding him tighter for a moment before pulling away and asking for the names of people who called him slurs, joking that he wouldn’t kill them just have a very serious word with them. It was a silly joke but it made Kaoru laugh.

Kojiro was so important to him, a steady pillar that had always held him up and supported him thought the majority of his life, he hoped to be the same for Kojiro in return. They bickered a lot but it was always good natured, when they had real arguments its was never long before either one of them would come to apologise. To outsiders, they probably seemed crazy but this was how they’d always been and they wouldn’t change it for anything.

“Ah ha! Found it!” Kojiro cheered, turning to face Kaoru who had sat up at the sudden comment, he had in his hands two pairs of familiar looking blue trousers and white shirts, their black blazers and ties were sitting in his lap. Kojiro threw him a uniform and began to pull off his own top to replace with a shirt, Kaoru looked away and got up to walk to the bathroom, he was not in the mood just yet to get hard by watching his boyfriend undress.

“I’m going to the bathroom” He called as he left the room. Back in school they had always been told off for their uniform, Kaoru was always made to take his piercings out and Kojiro was just generally told off for looking ‘untidy’. His hair was shorter back then and set in pretty curls, it stuck up in every direction and was very fluffy, not that Kaoru would know.

Kaoru changed into the uniform he’d been given him, the shirt was too big on him but the trousers seemed to fit fine, he would probably have to do Kojiro’s tie for him he thought as he did his own. In school his hair was always tied up in a ponytail with what Kojiro liked to call an ‘edgy fringe’, the amount of times he’d been teased about it by him were endless. Kaoru looked in the mirror, the uniform felt like some kind of children’s costume, it was what he had worn daily growing up but it looked unfamiliar on him when he wore it now. He was a completely different person to who he was back in school, he was more confident before, not hiding behind a tough exterior anymore, more himself if anything else.

He left the bathroom feeling strangely confident but also a little nervous, Kaoru would never dare admit it but Kojiro always looked good in a uniform, whether it was a school one or his chefs uniform. Always. It was something about how dress shirts were stretched tight across his chest that just did it for Kaoru, tight trousers were a must and things like a tie or an apron were a bonus too. There was no doubt in his mind that Kojiro’s school trousers were going to be as loose as ten years ago, Kaoru was going to struggle keeping his dick down.

Back in the bedroom it became immediately apparent his dick stood no chance. Kojiro’s stupid muscular body made it so the blazer didn’t fit at all and he had resorted to just wearing the shirt, his tie sat around his neck undone and the trousers could be considered a war crime. They were so very tight, hugging his ass and shaping his muscular legs to the gods. He was gorgeous.

“My god this brings back memories” Kojiro laughed as he took in Kaoru’s appearance. “You looked edgy back then, it’s weird that dress so smartly now, imagine if your co-workers saw you like this! Or the boys, they wouldn’t believe it”

“Shut up, at least I don’t look like a Jojo’s character and no one hears a word about this by the way” Kojiro was suddenly in front of him, sliding his hands around his waist as Kaoru sucked in a breath at the delicate contact, this felt intimate and Kojiro’s closeness was intoxicating, encouraging his arousal further.

“Nah this view is for my eyes only, I won’t tell anyone”

“You like this view?” Kaoru whispered, pressing his hips against Kojiro, who was just as hard as he was based off the feel. He heard the his partners sharp intake of breath and strained reply of ‘yes’, Kaoru grinned at the power he held over the situation and palmed the other through the trousers teasingly.

“Kaoru-” Kojiro moaned softly, shifting his hips a little into the administrations.

“I knew you had something pervy in mind” He asked grinning, much the same as Kojiro had been earlier. Kaoru sunk to his knees slowly, nosing the bulge he was met with in his new position on the floor, he moaned suddenly when he felt something nudge his hardened member.

“Seems like you do as well, don’t think I haven’t seen your love of me in uniform Kaoru” Kojiro sounded a little breathless and was blushing, drawing his foot away from where he’d been teasing Kaoru. He glared up at Kojiro, face turning red and mind taking the revenge path, he leaned in to mouth over the clothed member, turning Kojiro’s smug grin into a contorted twist of pleasure. He must have wanted this for a while given how much he reacted to such small administrations.

Kaoru reached his hands up to work at the zip and buttons, running shakey fingers into the waistband of his boxers to tease the hot skin before slowly pulling it down and under Kojiro’s cock, presenting the length to himself and kissing the head gently. He was suddenly nervous, stomach tightening as his mind raced trying to remember how he used to pleasure Kojiro this way, how deep he could take it and how long before he was pulling off gasping for air.

Kaoru glanced up at Kojiro again, rubbing his cheek along the member shyly and watching his boyfriend take a sharp breath, his face was turning pink and mouth forming a small o. He nosed into the dark hair at the base inhaling the musky scent before giving small, experimental licks as he made his way to the tip, watching his reaction carefully.

Kaoru’s own cock ached in the confines of his boxers as he rubbed his thighs together, chasing the small sparks of pleasure he felt from the tight clothing clutching around the sensitive area. He wanted to touch himself but also wanted to continue sending Kojiro to pieces with his hands that were teasing the base of his cock. He wrapped his thin lips around the head, sucking gently and dragging his tongue around the edge of the foreskin, he could taste the salty precum that beaded at the tip already, it felt comfortingly familiar in a strange way.

“Ah- Kaoru” Kojiro moaned, hands cupping the back of Kaoru’s head and fingers easing their way into his hair. Kaoru pulled off for moment but kept his thumb stroking the underside of Kojiro’s cock.

“Did you ever fantasize about me like this? When we were younger, on my knees with my mouth around your cock” He was settling into the familiarity now and Kaoru was aiming to provoke him, make him snap and blindly act on his desire. The desire being Kaoru.

“Hah- about that” Kojiro swallowed hard trying to collect himself. He gazed down at Kaoru, kneeling on the floor with his head tilted waiting for an answer, the hand on his cock had stilled. “I dreamed it, years ago back when we were still in school. I woke hard and confused but all I could think about in that moment was how much I wanted you, how much I liked you”

Oh. That should not have made his cock twitch. Kaoru had discovered his feelings in a slightly more wholesome way compared to this, but hearing it made heat pool in his stomach and the desire to please grow stronger.
“Tell me more about this dream, what happened in it?” Kaoru asked, eyes focusing on Kojiro’s dick again, hand sliding up the length and thumb rubbing over the slit, enjoying how Kojiro’s shoulder twitched forward at the action.

“Y-you were just there, hair up and mouth on me just like you are now-” Kaoru had reattached his mouth to his member again, sucking harder the head with his tongue lapping at the underside.

“You teased me a lot but there’s no s-surprise there, you would ah- take me about halfway d-down and pull o-off” Kojiro stuttered out. Kaoru took note of what he was saying and began mouthing his way along the blushing length, it felt veiny and heavy in mouth, filling the small area effortlessly. Like in Kojiro’s dream he drew back when he reached the midpoint before swallowing down again, bobbing his head back and forth. Kojiro was right, he was going to tease the fuck out of this man.

“F-fuck Kaoru…” He can hear Kojiro slowly losing his mind above him, it was the first contact like this that they had had in weeks and both were enjoying it to the fullest extent. Kaoru had taken a hand off the Kojiro’s length and covered the clear area with his mouth, swallowing it down his relaxed throat. The newly freed hand worked at his zip freeing his aching cock, he hissed as the cold air hit it stinging a little before he began working his hand over the member. He moaned loudly sending vibrations down the cock in his mouth dragging a similar reaction out of Kojiro, he felt close and assumed his partner was too.

“How did it end then? Your dream” Kaoru said hoarsely, pulling off to look at Kojiro. His face was red and eyes were glassy, mouth parted and breaths coming quick and fast.

“I woke up and had to finished myself, I couldn’t look at you the same in school that day” Kojiro panted breathlessly.

“How did you want to finish?” He ran his thumb over the slit again teasingly.

“I-inside” Kojiro stuttered, he almost sounded shy.

“Works for me” Kaoru said before swallowing his cock down, trying to quicken his pace and bring Kojiro to the edge as fast as he could, his hand around his own cock moving at a similar speed.

“C-coming” Kojro moaned hips thrusting sub-consciously, his cock pulsed in Kaoru’s mouth as he came in spurts. Kaoru tried to swallow as much as he could, some escaping through the corners of his mouth, he took in as much as he could but ended up pulling back coughing. It had been a while since they had done this but it still felt familiar, the heat and taste of salt were all still there.

Kaoru remembered his own hard cock in his hand and resumed the pervious ministrations, gathering the beading precum to slick his length and work his fist over in rapid movements. He screwed his eyes up and the sharp bursts of pleasure he felt, it had been so long and felt so good. He came with a gasp, spilling over his first and folding in on himself, shoulder shaking and heart beating erratically. When the orgasm allowed him his senses again he looked up to find Kojiro staring, mouth parted slightly, still breathing a little unevenly.

“Guess I don’t have to take care of that for you then” He grinned as Kaoru glared at him.

“I knew you were a pervert but this just confirms it” He muttered , tucking himself back into his boxers one handed, he stared at his other painted white and got up to return to the bathroom.

“Your hand states that you’re the same as me” Kojiro teased and grabbed Kaoru chin before he could leave, pulling them together in a slow kiss then letting him continue on his way. He wondered if Kojiro could taste himself on Kaoru’s lips. He washed his hands and face thoroughly before changing back into his clothes, a pink blush decorated his cheeks permanently. This may have been one of Kojiro’s school fantasies but it also satisfied a few of Kaoru’s, not that he would say that and give the smug gorilla more ways to tease him. In the corner of the room he spied one of Kojiro’s hoodies, it was green with a white stripe down the side of the arms decorated with gold stitching.

Well this is mine now, he thought to himself, it fit like a dress with his fingers only just peeking out the edge of the sleeves and most importantly it smelled like Kojiro. Kaoru went back to the bedroom in time to watch Kojiro pull his top on, watch the defined muscles contract and stretch as the shirt was dragged over his torso, he’d had the pleasure of seeing this many times but it never got old.

“Like what you see?” Asked a grinning Kojiro, he was looking at Kaoru as he pulled over a hoodie and walked over to meet his boyfriend in the doorway.

“It’s passable” Kaoru said stubbornly, furrowing his brows at the other.

“You’re wearing my jacket, it looks cute on you”

“Of course it does and for your information, you’re not getting it back” Kaoru said drawing it closer around himself, sticking his tongue out at Kojiro to make his point.

“Sure~ You’ll return it when it stops smelling like me, anyway, want to watch a film now? I have that cake I promised you too” Kaoru’s eyes lit up at the word cake, this man really knew the quickest way to his heart.

“Okay, I’m choosing” He turned around and went to the living room with Kojiro following and laughing quietly behind him, mentally running over good horror films in his head. He needed something that wouldn’t scare Kojiro too bad, he wasn’t feeling that mean. Kaoru didn’t scare easily and neither did Kojiro but the muscular man seemed to get freaked out at horror films, nothing to over the top but he would play with the edge of his clothing, a sign he was nervous about something that Kaoru had noticed. It made a nice excuse to cuddle he though and Kojiro could suffer for this cause.

Flicking through Kojiro’s Netflix he settled on Psycho, it was ages ago that Kaoru had stolen his Netflix password and created his own account. They had bickered over it for a while until Kojiro had given up, however he would change the password if Kaoru annoyed him in some way, normally resulting in a pissed off phone call demanding him to change it back. Kojiro appeared back at his side with a slice of cake for Kaoru and wine for himself, he knew Kojiro couldn’t stomach eating during horror films the same way Kaoru couldn’t eat during romance films.

“I’ll never understand how you can eat whilst someone is getting stabbed in front of you” Kojiro commented settling next to him as the opening credits played.

“Same way you can eat whilst to two people are shagging on the screen in front of you, it makes my mouth feel weird” Kaoru said, shaking his head in disapproval and taking a bite of his cake, it tasted like matcha and cream and was really good.

“Doesn’t that just mean you’re putting yourself in the characters position? I don’t think either of us would like to eat during sex or being stabbed”

“Who knows? Maybe that’s your kink besides being a voyeur”

“Voyeurism? Being stabbed? You’ve got to be joking”

“It’s more common than think, don’t worry I’ll still love you and your strange kinks”

“If your logic is right then that means you have a food kink, if eating and watching makes you uncomfortable… maybe that discomfort is arousal”

“Don’t start, you know that’s stupid logic. You didn’t deny the stabbing kink either“ Kaoru muttered

“Do you really think I have a stabbing kink?” Kojiro asked, looking at him curiously.

“For argument sake yes, you do” He took the last bite of cake and watched Kojiro roll his eyes grinning, he also watched him jump slightly as a scream suddenly came from the film that had started in the background. Kaoru laughed and put his now empty plate on the coffee table, pushing Kojiro down to lie flat on the sofa, head against the arm rest as Kaoru settled himself down atop Kojiro’s chest. He rubbed his nose against his partner shirt and enjoyed the feeling of arms coming up and around him, one settling in his hair and one on his back, rubbing it in circular motions as if Kaoru were the one who needed calming down.

“You can hold onto me scaredy cat” Kaoru laughed quietly.

“I’m not scared, it just took me by surprise” Kojiro muttered as Kaoru hummed in sarcastic agreement, attention now focused on the screen and absorbing the warmth provided by the comfortable body he was now settled on.

The film played on throughout the evening, Kaoru had seen it before and knew all the twists and turns of the plot, he’d watched it with Kojiro actually now that he thought about it. The first time they watched it Kojiro had kept jumping at different scares and Kaoru had laughed every time he did, teasing him endlessly once it had finished. Strangely enough, Kojiro had remained still throughout the film and Kaoru wondered if he was asleep, his chest rose and fell slowly and breathing sounded even, eyes were closed peacefully when Kaoru turned his head to check. Yep, definitely asleep.

Neither had been that intimate with the other in two weeks, Kaoru sucking him off must have tried him out somehow. He remembered Kojiro mentioning being busy with work that time in the restaurant a few days ago, he imagined that his boyfriend hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep or had time to take care of himself.

“Idiot” He whispered softly turning his head back to settle on his chest. He was feeling tired too now, sleep pulling at his eyelids and distracting him from the climax of the film on screen, Kojiro’s rhythmic breathing soothing him into a veil of calm.

He was dreaming. Not a consistent dream where you walk through and experience things one by one, this was more like a slideshow. Short videos like in that stupid social media Kojiro liked to use, short fantasies, short bursts of pleasure that never stuck around for as long as he wanted. He saw himself, back up against a wall with lips working slowly against his. Kojiro poised on top of him, sweating and blushed, thrusting in and out of him. Himself kneeling on the floor, Kojiro’s cock deep inside his mouth, brushing the back of his throat. Both boys shuddering in pleasure as their orgasms shook them, bodies covered in hot cum and sweat, breathing loud and gasping.

If these fantasies weren’t enough he could just about feel these actions taking place over his body, his mouth buzzed and felt wet, entrance feeling stretched and stinging in the best way, hard cock aching. He could only feel this dully, nothing like the strong bursts he normally felt when he was with Kojiro, it wasn’t satisfying, he wanted more and more. He whimpered, making desperate noises and begging mentally for release. He wasn’t sure what from though, this dream or the permanent knifes edge he seemed to be balanced on.

Kaoru woke suddenly, head jerking as he became aware of his surroundings all too quickly. The aching in his pants, the blush rising in his face and Kojiro’s hand on his shoulder shaking him gently.

“Hey, Kaoru, you okay? Kojiro’s concerned voice cut through the fog of being shaken awake, Kaoru blinked a few times and pushed himself up a little to face Kojiro.

“I’m fine, just dreaming why?” He said slowly, his erection was difficult to ignore now, he felt himself shifting his hips subconsciously against Kojiro, making a small, aborted moan at the relieving contact.

“What were you dreaming about Pinky? You seem excited” Kojiro said teasingly, he was seemingly more relaxed now and was grinning like he knew something. Kaoru was suddenly feeling very awake and very aware, he stopped his hips slow movements and frowned at Kojiro.

“Excited?” He asked cautiously, unaware of what stupid thing he’d done whilst asleep that Kojiro had apparently had the pleasure of witnessing.

“You haven’t noticed this?” Kojiro moved the leg Kaoru had been rubbing against up to press the bulge in his jeans. “You woke me up by rutting against me and I was worried until I heard you moaning, it was kind of erotic, look how worked up you’ve got me you bastard”

“J-just as bad as each other” Kaoru muttered, face still red but knowing they were both still horny was making it easier to feel confident. He moved to straddle Kojiro, hands on his shoulders as he leant in close, brushing his lips against Kojiro’s. “Still want more?”

“Of course, someone needs to take responsibility huh?” Their lips connected. A small, soft kiss was all they shared, then another with their lips held together for a beat longer. Another one and another one, all soft and all slow, the tension building and kisses lasting longer. They pulled away when breathing became something they couldn’t ignore, foreheads resting together and grinning like they were teenagers again.

Tension built with every kiss, like they were coils being slowly wound up. They were both growing desperate, kisses becoming deeper and their lips moving quicker, arousal now harder to ignore as Kojiro rolled his hips up, providing a small burst of pleasure to them both. Kaoru moaned, opening his mouth for Kojiro to claim with small licks, sucking his tongue and taking control. They’re lips moved together for what felt like ages, drawing ragged breathes out of each other before Kojiro focused his attention elsewhere, Kaoru chasing after him a little wanting to be connected still.

He kissed the corner of his mouth and along his cheek, under his jaw slowly and biting his lobe gently, pulling it in between his teeth with the metal of the earring clinking against them. Kojiro licked a stipe up to the shell of his ear, breath ghosting over it as the pulled at the helix piercing, listening to Kaoru moan. He pulled back after a while, taking in the way he had reduced Kaoru to a whining mess just by his mouth.

“I miss this piercing, I used to look at it wondering what it would be like to kiss you with it in” Kojiro said quietly running his thumb along Kaoru’s bottom lip, eyes watching carefully for the small mark the piercing had left when it closed up. “It would probably taste of metal, I wonder if you would moan if I pulled on it, you normally do when I play with your other piercings”

The quiet way Kojiro was talking made his voice sound deeper than normally, echoing in his ears as his breath teased the sensitive area and Kaoru whined his name in response. Kojiro made his way down to kiss the column of his throat, sucking the expansive area hard, leaving small bites and marks that blushed red when he pulled off. The marks would probably be gone by tomorrow, but the hickey he felt being sucked into his collarbone felt like it would last for a while, turn a darker colour and stick permanently to his skin, marking him as taken.

His hands slid over Kaoru’s sides, soothing over the expanse of his back under Kojiro’s hoodie for a while before pulling it off and turning his attention to the ends of his sweater. Kojiro gently touched the hot skin underneath, feeling Kaoru’s moans vibrate in his mouth and taking it as a cue for his hands to freely explore, dragging the fabric up as the hands moved slowly up.

To Kaoru it felt like they were spreading everywhere, Kojiros hands were quite big and he could feeling the palms teasing his charged and sensitive skin, he wanted to feel that buzz but in a much lower region of his body. He rolled his hips forward in a similar manner to Kojiro, drawing a satisfying groan out of the other man who sat up with Kaoru still balanced in his lap, their faces still close and breaths erratic, Kojiro’s hands finally finding purchase on his lower back. His mouth wasn’t occupied anymore which left Kaoru free to make demands.

“Kojiro come on- I want more”

“God, you’re so demanding tonight” Kojiro muttered breathlessly, between kisses.

“You just need to fuck me better” Kaoru replied, grinning at Kojiro’s answer of ‘bastard’ as the other began kneading his ass through his jeans making him gasp.

“As much as I want to fuck you right here and now, I don’t want to hurt you, so behave yourself whilst I get lube okay” Kojiro pushed him down into the sofa to free himself and got up to walk to the bedroom leaving Kaoru aching, blushed and horny.

He bit his tongue as he watched Kojiro leave and began to undo and tug his jeans and boxers down the best he could with one hand, the other near his mouth with the fingers deep inside being coated in saliva by his eager tongue. He spread his legs and brought the fingers down to play with his entrance a little, just tracing it and getting it wet before sliding in a finger. He worked himself open, curling the digit and stroking the walls, searching around with the slick not quite countering the burn and stretch. It felt so good after being pent up for this long, he wanted Kojiro to hurry up and fuck him soon or he was going to go mad.

“I thought I told you to behave?” Kojiro was back. He was staring and trying to keep a straight face, battling against the urge to grin at how desperate he was. Kojiro was just as hard as Kaoru, his erection confined to his jeans and hands twitching to touch it.

“And you mmh- took too long” Kaoru was working in the second finger now, scissoring them and wincing at the pleasant burn he felt in succession.

“No, you’re just impatient” Kojiro knelt in front of him, pulling him closer and wrapping a hand around his wrist, carefully pulling his fingers out whilst Kaoru moaned at the loss. The newfound emptiness was quickly filled by Kojrio’s hot tongue petting around his rim, his hands rubbing Kaoru’s smooth legs leaving a pleasant buzz as they trailed around the skin. Kaoru whined and arched his back up, feeling like drawing away but wanting to stay out at the same time, it was always a confusing sensation that messed with his senses in the best way.

“K-Kojiro, more- “ He cried fidgeting in his place, wanting more than the wet tongue playing with him teasingly, the hands on his legs stilled and began dragging up to the base of his cock, thumb stroking the area gently. Kojiro sucked hard at his entrance, the loud noises he made sounding downright sinful and painfully erotic. He pulled away with his lips glistening, taking hold of Kaoru’s member more firmly and fisting the area slowly, watching his reaction carefully as he shuddered and moaned.

“You gonna behave now?” Kojiro asked, already absentmindedly pouring lube onto his fingers and spreading Kaoru’s open further.

“You’re not giving me much choice” Kaoru strained grinning, face contorting in pleasure as Kojiro’s fingers took the place of his tongue. They were bigger than his, spreading him out with ease and reaching further, brushing against the charged bundle of nerves deep inside him. There were only two but it felt like so much more, it was hard to believe he could take Kojiro’s dick with ease a few weeks ago, all he could think about was how good this was going to feel. The third finger had him crying out, feeling full and squirming under Kojiro’s gaze.

“Fuck me, c-come on” Kaoru reached out his hand to try pull Kojiro’s fingers away from him, wrapping around his wrist and tugging helplessly.

“So impatient, can’t we take things slow?” Kojiro asked teasingly, dragging the digits against his walls, rubbing in some spots whilst flexing his fingers in others. Kaoru moaned loudly and forced himself to sit up, putting his hands on Kojiro’s shoulders and forcing the man to look up at him from where he knelt on the floor.

“Fuck. Me. Now.” He said slowly, annunciating every word and staring hard into Kojiro’s eyes, as if he could convey his desperation through looks alone.

“Hmm, fuck you slowly perhaps?”

“I don’t care at this point, do it or I’ll fuck myself on you”

“I like the sound of that” Kojiro said grinning “Why don’t we try it?”

He removed his fingers from Kaoru and got up on the sofa next to him, pulling the others jeans from around his ankles and Kaoru into his lap to straddle him across his thighs. In his new position, Kaoru had access to Kojiro’s zip, using deft fingers he opened it and pulled at the boxers underneath, whining when they didn’t slide off easily. Kojiro helped him, freeing his aching cock to the cool air and inhaling sharply at the sudden sting.

“You know what to do right, or do you need help?” Kojiro gasped, pressing a condom into his hands. Kaoru silenced him by pressing their mouths together forcefully, a hand gripping Kojiro’s cock to drag a moan out of him, keeping him quiet. He tore the foil and slowly rolled the condom over Kojiro in a smooth motion, Kaoru rose up on his knees and lined the member up underneath him. Taking a breath he lowered himself down slowly, sliding gracefully to the hilt and crying out as he was filled to the brim, every surface inside him touched as his walls strained to accommodate the length.

Kojiro moaned too, it has been so long and his fist was nothing compared to the tight heat clenching around him. He bucked his hips upwards subconsciously, chasing the bursts of pleasure that rubbed his aching cock from inside.

“W-wait, let me ah-” He heard Kaoru stutter, Kojiro complied to his partners request immediately whilst whispering an apology, feeling guilty that he hadn’t paid attention sooner, that he’d forgotten the usual steps they followed when being together like this. Forgetting that Kaoru would normally go to quickly and forget how fragile he was, only focusing on pleasure and not how it stung at first.

Kojiro kissed him as a distraction, lips moving slow together and tongue exploring what it could, hands tugging at his sweater and urging it up his chest to be taken off when their kiss broke for a moment. Kaoru’s followed suit, sliding Kojiro’s top off and running his hands over the tights muscle and golden skin, pulling their lips apart to kiss over the black tattoo decorating Kojiro’s shoulder. He had adjusted to the length and was now rolling his hips, forehead resting against broad collarbones whilst hands were pet up and down his side, chest buzzing as Kojiro gasped out moans.

“So you can move now huh” Kojiro laughed breathlessly as he gripped Kaoru’s hips and stroked the soft skin with his thumbs, waiting for his partners next move. The next moves in question were small ones at first, Kaoru drew himself up and fell back down smoothly, moaning loudly at the hot drag against his walls. He repeated this a few times slowly until he rose up further, feeling braver and grinding down when he lowered himself, the tip reaching deep inside.

They both cried out, still sensitive and incredibly horny even after their earlier exchange in the bedroom, both still hungry for more and desperate to feel one another deeper and harder. They had slept together so many times before but this was the first time they felt like it meant something. Their shared title of boyfriends made things feel special and more intimate, each trusting and knowing that they both felt good due to the other and that they didn’t have to feel guilty about that either. Neither viewed this anymore as something that was slipping through their fingers like fine sand, it was something both of them held safely and had faith in.

Kaoru felt like he was melting, Kojiro’s length inside him pulsed hot and hard, filling him up and making him moan. Any rational thoughts were gone as he slowly fucked himself, uncaring of the noise and only focusing on the man in front of him, panting and groaning whilst he sucked kisses into Kaoru’s neck. He could feel his orgasm drawing nearer with every thrust of his hips, picking up the pace and beginning to bounce in Kojiro’s lap, chasing the pleasurable ache of his prostate being stroked by the cockhead inside him.

“Ko-kojiro I’m close”

Kojiro made a hum of acknowledgment, his own eyes screwed shut and teeth biting his lip, his own hips thrusting up to meet Kaoru’s grinding down. Kojiro took the back of his neck, pulling him closer to kiss Kaoru hard, wet lips sliding over each other’s as they moaned making their mouths buzz pleasurably. Kaoru came first, pulling away to cry out in aborted moans, clenching around Kojiro as his back arched and he came across their stomachs. Kojiro followed, tucking his face into the crook of Kaoru’s neck and his hips moving jerkily, the grip on his ass was like a vice.

They were both still for a while, all sounds drowning out, the only thing that they could register was the heat of one another and the slow movement of their lips. The room was quiet, as their breathing slowly calmed down and small whimpers were swallowed by their kisses. It felt like hours until they pulled away, leaning against one another with Kojiro still buried deep inside Kaoru, neither however wanting to move from the comforting veil of calm and peace that was draped over them. Kojiro shifted in place as he felt his legs begin to turn numb, pulling a moan out of Kaoru whose over-sensitive walls were grated against once more.

“Don’t move” Kaoru muttered into his bare shoulder, a hand tapping his boyfriend’s leg in some kind of dull punishment.

“I would love to, but my legs are going to lose their feeling if you don’t get off me” Kojiro muttered in return.

“Are you saying I’m heavy” A harder tap was delivered to Kojiro’s leg.

“No, however if you stop clenching my dick we can take a bath and fall asleep somewhere much more comfortable”

“Here is comfortable”

“Yeah, but my legs will die and I can’t carry you to the bathroom, I doubt you could get there yourself either”

“I hate it when your right” Kaoru agreed, pushing himself up to face Kojiro, wincing a little.

“Funny, cause I love it, now up you get before you fall asleep” Kojiro helped slide his soft cock out, easing Kaoru into the space next to him on the sofa and getting up, tying off the condom to be thrown away. Something he had learnt from their last time is never to leave Kaoru alone and Kojiro was someone who learned from his mistakes. He took his partner into his arms and went to the bathroom, sitting him down on the edge of the bath.

The water took a while to run hot, so Kojiro cleaned them both of any remaining cum from their chests. Both were situated in the water eventually, they had washed one another’s hair, massaging their scalps and gently cleaning the day out, it was relaxing in its own way being able to take care of one another. Kaoru was now leaning with his back against Kojiro’s chest with the man’s protective hands spread over his stomach, rubbing small circles over the smooth skin. The water was warm and smoothing on his muscles, he felt drowsy but Kojiro’s hands was keeping him awake just barely.

“Hey Kaoru, you alright?” Kojiro’s voice cut through the quiet of the room, echoing off the walls and sending a shiver down Kaoru’s spine as the words were whispered in his ear.

“Yes, why?” He said quietly, eyes remaining closed.

“I was just checking”

“That’s sweet of you”

“Do I get a kiss for being caring?”

“Hmm later, I would have to move and I don’t want to” Kojiro laughed at his comment, Kaoru felt it buzzing in his chest where he was leant against it.

“God you’re like a cat, do you have a tail down here? How about ears?” His hands slid over Kaoru’s hips and dragged over his tailbone, exploring the divots in his back whilst a kiss was pressed to the top of his head.

“I’m not- Hey! Where do you think your touching?” Kaoru’s skin buzzed where Kojiro’s fingers touched. He bit his lip and turned around to flick water at the other, Kojiro was grinning at him with an infectious smile that he couldn’t help but copy.

“Can I have that kiss now?” Kaoru rolled his eyes and kissed him slow, holding them together for a while before pulling back and sticking his tongue out.

“You know I was just getting comfy right? Your abs are weird to lie on”

“Really? I remember you saying you didn’t want to move just now, or am I wrong?” He was grinning again, the had done nothing to pacify him or stop him noticing stupid details that were very irrelevant.

“Yup, you’re wrong, now go get me some clothes” Kaoru turned away in an attempt to hide his blushing face, hearing Kojiro laugh and the sound of water as he stood up to find a towel.

“By ‘clothes’ I assume you mean mine” He laughed, tying it around his waist giving Kaoru a good view of the distinct muscles and the sun tattoo covering his shoulder. Gorgeous bastard.

“I assumed you would know that”

“Yeah yeah, I’ll be with you in a minute you highness”

Kojiro returned dressed in sweatpants with another towel, boxers and the green hoodie Kaoru been wearing earlier. He left the room again to dry his hair and leave Kaoru to dry himself off, granting some privacy and time to gather any scattered thoughts. He dressed slowly, enjoying the now familiar feel of Kojiro’s hoodie that smelled like him and now of sex as well. He felt warm and content as he padded out into the hall to find Kojiro, following the sound of the hairdryer coming from the bedroom.

Kojiro had his back to the door when he came in, the hairdryer concealing the noise of the door opening. Kaoru though about scaring him again and began to walk up behind Kojiro again however, the man must have some form of alarm that alerted him whenever Kaoru came near because he turned around to find him.

“Ahh, I’m very scared!” Kojiro said sarcastically, looking very not-scared with raised eyebrows and a look of ‘are you really going to try this’ on his face.

“Hey you turned around, that’s technically cheating”

“Right~ Come here and let me dry your hair” He laughed, beckoning Kaoru over to sit in the chair in front of the mirror. It had apparently become a thing that Kojiro would dry his hair whenever they fucked, it was probably because he liked Kaoru’s hair a lot and never failed to tell him that, his hands were never very far from it either, always touching or stroking it gently and marvelling at the pretty, soft pink colour. Kaoru wasn’t exactly planning on complaining, he liked having his hair pet and stroked by Kojiro, it made him feel calm and was something he had loved long before they had gotten together.

Kojiro drying his hair was nice as always, the hot air and long fingers coming through his hair made him drowsy like when they were in the bath together, he felt his head nodding sleepily and eyelids beginning to close. He didn’t notice when Kojiro turned the hairdryer off and didn’t feel him gently platting his hair into a single braid down his back, he didn’t notice any of this until Kojiro shook him carefully awake and pulled him over to the bed.

There was a time where he struggled to fall asleep by himself, relying on lullaby or a pills to sooth him but that was never the case when he was with Kojiro, the man was like a walking antidepressant to him despite how annoying he could be at times. Buried under the covers in his partners arms he was able to fall asleep almost immediately, only just catching the ‘I love you’ whispered into the top of his head by Kojiro. He was too tired to reply and resorted pressing a small kiss against Kojiro’s chest trying to convey his message. Kaoru knew he could tell him in the morning, Kojiro wasn’t going to disappear and probably understood the small nudge to his chest as Kaoru’s answer: I love you too.