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“A-Aah~, Daichi~”
The student teacher arched his back, rolling his hips into the man beneath him. He could feel the ghost of a pair of lips on his chest, combined with gentle breaths against his heated skin. A thin film of sweat formed between their bodies, but Suga didn’t hesitate. Those years he spent practicing volleyball with his old captain had given him stamina, and strong enough thighs to keep raising himself up, falling back down-- fit enough to listen to the way that air passed through Daichi’s lips as if he just couldn’t find enough.
“Koushi,” the other answered in reply, eyelids fluttering and pools of onyx melting just as his resolve had. Sugawara kept his pride to himself, continued sliding himself down his childhood best friend’s thick length, letting out sighs of pleasure as he ignored his conscience.
“K-Koushi,” Daichi tried again, now sitting up, his hands on Sugawara’s waist. They had since graduated from classmates to friends, from friends to teammates, and from teammates to roommates. He had felt those hands on his waist a thousand times, and he could hear the desire on his old captain’s tongue, regardless of the guilt that manifested itself in the knitting of his brow.
A silvery-head knelt down, kissing at that little furrow, and he felt the skin beneath his lips relax. He then pulled away, looking into dark eyes. He felt a hand leave his waist to reach up and caress his cheek, and a calloused thumb brushed across the beauty mark beneath his long lashes. It was about that time he felt a roll of his partner’s hips, the extra friction just enough to press into his sweet spot. He let out a sharp and broken gasp, and Daichi held his hips once more. This time though, he grasped them, digging his thumbs between hipbones and rising to meet Suga’s ass. Though they had picked up the pace, they were still soft. The sound of flesh and against flesh was something quiet and kept between them, and the soft gasps Koushi couldn’t help but emit were something meant for Daichi only.
He let out his own soft moans, far too used to (and too stuck on) the way Suga’s insides tightened around him, just how sweet his old friend felt and how angelic he sounded. Angelic, of course, being relative. He had seen his roommate do some pretty impure things. Fuck, that was something he shouldn’t have even been thinking about.
But he was. He was also balls deep inside the other male, feeling the flesh of his ass fall against his thighs and feel his breath on his face. It was picking up, and he knew that even if Suga wasn’t going to cry out the way he always used to, it would be enough.
He shuddered himself, embarrassed a bit at the way his body gave him away. But the look in Suga’s eyes was nothing but apologetic and knowing. He leaned forward, taking Daichi’s larger hands within his as he rode him to completion, coming without a sound on his roommate’s chest. His face screwed slightly, looking more piteous than erotic, and something in that innocence brought Daichi there too. Maybe it was knowing just how wrong their act was. The orgasm was hardly enjoyable after the guilt hit him like a fucking ton of bricks.
Sugawara was now standing, a bit of cum trailing down his still-toned thighs as he walked slowly to the bathroom they shared. He paid no mind to the pictures on the wall, ignored the dresses and girls uniforms littered about, and simply turned the shower on. He tossed Daichi a towel, just as silent as their sex was, and turned to shut the door behind him. He didn’t want to hear what he knew Daichi was about to say. He had heard it a thousand times by now.
The captain-turned-coach only sighed as he wiped away the mess his roommate left on his skin, not even bitter about the fact that he was showering alone or that he’d probably use all the hot water like he always did. No. He was filled with nothing but remorse.
With a weak smile, he turned to the photograph on his bedside table, the young brunette in his arms grinning far too wide for him to ever be able to break her heart.
And yet.
“Koushi, we just can’t do this anymore.”