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Why was this happening to him now?
Daiki could only think as he stared at the tent in his own boxers, it wouldn’t be a problem if he was alone but no his stupid body just has to betray him. Just beside him was a sleeping Sou who was wearing a robe with nothing underneath it right next to him, soundly snoring and looking as pretty as ever.
The problem was how could Daiki quietly get a personal toy for himself and sneak to the bathroom with it (since he didn't wanna use his hands or take a cold shower). The bigger issue is that Sou was practically clinging on him, he didn’t mind it but if he got any closer he would've felt his accidental boner. So he quickly looked around Sou’s bedroom, seeing if there’s any big plushies nearby. And luckily enough there was a big cat plushie that Sou got from Kumada last hangout session. (don’t ask him how he knows that)
Thus he grabbed the plushie, attempting to replace his body with it. Daiki kept going slow and put the cat plushie in Sou’s arms instead. The whole time Sou didn’t move an inch or even try to wake up. Once the redhead was free, he looked downward at the rest of his lower half. Still covered in scars and a raging boner, no worries though all he needed to find was either a toy or gloves.
So he got up quietly and quickly, going straight for Sou’s closet. Daiki didn’t know where Sou kept his sex toys but he could find them eventually. Yet as he kept digging through the now open closet, he found nothing of the sort. Until he got to a small box in the corner of the closet, it looked like it was locked or anything. But still he was kinda going through Sou’s things like a stalker or something of the sort.
Sou wouldn’t mind though, plus he’s his partner after all. He needs to release some stress, or is that how people call it? Nevermind that Daiki took the box into his hands, examining the casing and how lightweight it felt. It looked pretty and fancy to say the least, and very and he can not stress it enough lightweight as hell.
“Curiosity never kills a person, or was it a cat? Who cares anyway.”
Daiki mumbled, taking the lid of the box in his hand and slowly opening it. When he finally took a peak of what was inside the box, his jaw basically dropped onto the ground. It was lingerie and fucking panties, all kinds of it and it was very suggestive. As intended but he was still shocked to be really fucking honest.
It was a rare thing to see Sou have panties or anything like that around him in general. So this just made him even more horny than before. Seriously his fuckass groin wasn’t bugging him as much as it did now since he opened the stupid box. But it didn’t stop him, no he kept going, digging through to see there were all types of lingerie and multiple pairs of panties. All in different damn colors too, personally the green and blue were secretly now his favorites of the bunch.
Yet they were activating bugging him, even looking at them made him feel worse. Because he was really disgusting for even doing this in the first place, after all he just wanted a simple toy to help him out. But all he found was even more girly things instead, though he could just use them t-
No that would be even more gross, imagine Daiki jerking off to that image of his partner. But what if Sou was wearing blue-green lingerie and was teasing him about it? That thought just made him feel worsened, yet it didn’t stop him from palming his pulsing problem. What did make him stop though was the sounds that were coming from the bed.
The redhead looked behind him, and Sou was now sitting up and was wide awake. Looking at Daiki in awe, what was even more bad is that Daiki practically had the other’s lingerie right in his hands and near his face. No one said anything at first, just staring at each other like they both got caught in something illegal. Both men weren’t talking at all, what was even better was that Daiki just had to be holding the soft clothing near his face.
It made the redhead want to just disappear right into the floor right then and there. And now he just realized that his ‘problem’ was visible to Sou’s vision, what did he do to deserve this? He was just supposed to get a simple toy and deal with his ‘problem’ on his own. Now Sou was wide awake and can see that he was digging through his stuff, and had a pulsing hard on while doing so.
Ending conclusion, fuck his life.
“Daiki, why are you touching my things?”
Sou asked, looking at the redhead with those emerald eyes. It really didn't help that Daiki was taking notice of Sou's features right now.
Daiki didn't say a word, he was still holding tight on the lingerie though. He noticed the fabric was very soft too, just like Sou’s dresses and skirts. He could almost smell the lavender perfume too. Anything else to distract him from this situation he's in.
“Okay, uh are you still with me, Dear?”
He's still asking questions, but this time it was easier to respond. So to that certain question, Daiki just nodded like the idiot he was.
“Great, were you looking for something?”
Another nod from the redhead.
“Okay can I ask why you have my clothing in your hands?”
Daiki didn't know how to respond, or even what he should do. So he did what he thought most would do. He got up and went back into the bed, only sitting at the end of it though. He was curled up and had his back towards his partner.
For some reason, he was nervous and felt stupid about it all. He's a grown ass man and he still can't handle himself or his feelings? Pathetic.
“Sorry.”
Was all the redhead could get out, he couldn't face and tell it to Sou. He just had to be a stupid coward that couldn't apologize for his actions directly.
“You don't need to apologize, just tell me what's going on.”
Daiki can feel Sou’s eyes on him, waiting for him to say something or anything. It just made him hug himself tighter. But still he owed it to his partner to say something.
“I woke up like this if that's what you're asking?”
“With my clothing in your hands?”
“No, smartass with a boner that I didn't wanna bother you with.”
Daiki softly chuckled at Sou’s comment, he still knew how to be funny even in this confusing state he was in.
“You wouldn't have bothered me with it. But you look like you like it.”
“Sou, this is lingerie and I don't even know why you have this.”
“First it’s none of your business what I wear. Second, they are old, and I don't even know if I still fit them.”
“Wait, how old are they? It looks brand new to me.”
“That's because I haven't worn those in a while, we haven't done anything that much either.”
Sou softly mumbled, looking downward at his lap now. The robe he was wearing was all over the place on the bed.
Enough about that though, Sou was making it sound lik-. No he doesn't like those certain things, Daiki would know since he always told him about it. So he went for a basic answer instead.
“What do you mean?”
“Well I know we still go on dates and everything but I wouldn't mind helping you with your ‘problem’.”
Okay he's saying what Daiki thinks he's saying. But when the redhead turned back to look at his partner, he was facing the other way. Not looking at him at all in fact. It was rare to see Sou shy in the first place. Yet the redhead took it as an advantage, going closer and putting his arm right beside Sou's head. Looking directly at the one who always managed to turn him into a mess.
“Could we handle my problem together then?”
“Would that include wearing that too?”
Daiki had to think about that though, Sou was beautiful already wearing panties. It would be an upgrade to him at least to see him in that kind of lingerie. Plus he never saw this type of lingerie too, it would explore tons of things. But still he knew better than to only think about himself.
“No but I think it would look pretty on you.”
“You really do want this huh?”
“More than anything right now.”
What was crazy was that he meant it, and he was really being serious about it. He was being perverted but if Sou didn't mind why would he?
“Okay, okay just give me a few minutes to get ready and everything.”
Sou softly chuckled, sitting up and taking the lingerie that was in the redhead’s hands. Pressing a quick kiss on Daiki's lips then taking his leave to the bathroom.
And when he was out of sight but not out of his mind, Daiki just slammed his head into his pillow.
He was really doing this huh?
Daiki did it before, with others it felt casual. With Sou, it was a major difference to say the least. When he'd get like this with Sou, they would either be freaked out to no return or it would be sweet and sappy as hell.
Honestly he didn't know which one to pick. But it was obvious who had more experience and everything than himself. So it would be a pick and choose for Sou then.
But if he did have to pick one, it would always be soft and sappy as ever. Even though Sou gets cheesy as hell, the freaked out shit they do is usually on special occasions.
Daiki really didn't know what to do with himself huh? Needing his partner to decide if he's going to top or bottom. Or will this be raw or protected intercourse. Again simply pathetic.
Finally the bathroom door slowly creaked open, making Daiki practically bolt to sit up once again.
There he was, Sou still had his robe on. Yet he was keeping it very close to himself for some reason.
The other boy walked over and got into bed with him, laying on his stomach and looking over at him. Daiki didn't know what to say, or do either. What he did was just look at Sou, savoring the sight.
It was beautiful, no he was beautiful. Daiki knew that and he was told it multiple times by friends. But only he could get this close and look further than just clothes on Sou’s body.
He can keep his hands to himself, even if he would like to see more and more of the other. It was just again pathetic that he was acting like this. That Sou was making him practically melt, just by looking at him. Or maybe he's thinking with his groin, he wouldn't know.
“Are you gonna do something instead of staring?”
“I just, you look really pretty.”
“You just now noticed?”
“Okay, sorry you look absolutely gorgeous and it's making me even harder. Is that what you want me to say?”
“Maybe but I do want you to remove my robe for me.”
“Wait what.”
“You heard me and you can touch me I won't mind.”
Sou said softly, taking Daiki's hand into his own. Gently squeezing it and looking at the other. It was getting intimate within the minutes he stayed still.
So the redhead took a silent deep breath, and as carefully as he could. Daiki gently took off Sou’s robe and he could swear that Sou was making him already a damn mess.
Looking at him while he did this shit, he could see him hiding a damn smirk too. Yet it didn't slow him down, he kept going and revealing more of the lingerie Sou was wearing.
And even if it took forever, Daiki finally got the robe off his partner. He was wearing the green lingerie and in his most honest opinion, he wanted to rip it off but he knew well that Sou wouldn't like that or would he?
“I'm sorry if it looks tacky. I haven't worn this in a while.”
“No, I like it, it looks good on you.”
“Usually it would be off in a moments’ notice”
“Oh am I not doing something rig-”
Daiki tried to finish, instead Sou just got up in his face. What he noticed Sou was frowning now, shit was he staring too hard? Just give him a break at least, he was a wreck when it came to this fucking stuff.
“I can tell that you’re holding back.”
Oh that’s what he’s mad about.
“I’m sor-”
“No, don't apologize, you’re being so awkward and I’m letting you do this. Hell you are literally staring and your eyes are dilated too.”
“Okay well you know that I’m not good at this.”
“You’re not going to be good at making love if you don’t do anything.”
…
“I know damn well you’re not laughing.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
Daiki giggled, it was so corny and sappy. Sou was literally looking at him and he couldn’t take this seriously. Because he knew that Sou didn’t like being vulgar but what they were doing is vulgar as hell.
“You are so immature.”
Sou huffed, leaning onto the other. The redhead was still chuckling and giggling like his wording was the laughest thing in the world. Still the other was his and he was his.
“What do you want me to act like?”
“Yourself but just be more confident.”
Daiki just chuckled once more, but he pulled the other closer. Enough to where they’re foreheads were touching.
“Don’t be mad if I get all too rowdy or something.”
“We have a safe word and I trust y-”
Suddenly Daiki pulled him into a passionate kiss, he was really trying. All Sou did was return it, but he challenged it. Wrapping his arms around the redhead’s shoulders, and taking him down with him onto the bed.
…
The air was heavy in the room, and both of the men’s clothing were on the floor. Music was lightly playing in the ground while gentle moaning and whimpering were present. The bed was barely making a sound, however who was making noise. That was definitely Daiki for sure, even when he was topping.
“Seriously, you really need to work on keeping your voice down.”
Sou breathless mumbled, his arms still wrapped around the redhead’s shoulders. Holding him as close as ever, he had his eyes right on him and Daiki did the same.
Though mostly Sou was worried about someone hearing them through the thin dorm walls. Or even worse they wouldn’t finish fast enough and Mutsoke could come back, she would definitely kill Daiki or chase him out.
The big problem was that Daiki was going slow inside of him. Even though it was good (he really couldn’t lie about that) but for some odd reason. He just couldn’t stop running his mouth, groaning and everything. The next thing Daiki gave him was holding his legs up and aiming for his spot.
“I could but I really didn’t think that you were this much of a tight ass.”
“Your jokes are not fucking funNNY”
And now Sou’s prostate was getting hit, dare he say getting milked like hell now. It felt so weird but good at the same time, it made him curve his back and bury the back of his head deeper into the pillow.
“Before you assume, yes that was on purpose plus I think I’m pretty fucking funny.”
“You are still a fucking asshole, a painful one at that.”
“Guess who’s asshole I'm in thou-”
Sou all of a sudden pulled Daiki into a surprise kiss, maybe it was payback. Anyway they kept like that for at least three minutes in total. Even as they pulled apart, Daiki immediately latched onto Sou’s neck and left bite marks on him. The other was beautiful, in his most honest option again he looked even more prettier with his markings on him. Sou’s face all flushed and he could barely look him in the eyes anymore. So he got in his face and checked for an answer instead.
“What color are you feeling, Doll?”
“Green and white.”
Oh Daiki knew that meant, and he could feel himself having the same sentiment. Also the way Sou’s legs were slightly shaking was a dead give away too. But he knew damn well how to get this over with quickly.
Picking up his pace and getting skin to skin with his partner. Drilling himself into Sou’s prostate every time he pulled back. He expected to have his back scratched or his neck bitten into.
Instead of the rough treatment he was rewarded, with praise of “good jobs” and kisses on his neck. He didn't want praise nor desired, maybe he did otherwise he wanted something to hurt him.
“You can scratch me if you want.”
“I don’t need to, you’re doing great anyway.”
Sou just smiled at him, still pressing kisses onto his neck. Daiki was still being held tight, directly practically (but he wouldn't admit it) glaring at his partner. He wanted at least a scratch or even better a punch.
“You’re a killjoy.”
Was all Daiki could grumble out but he loved what he was seeing, either way he was getting faster anyway. Sou had his legs wrapped around his waist now, so he could assume where he wanted him to aim. What he hated was that since he was getting closer and closer to his edge, he was slowing down like hell. God he hated that he got like this and what was even worse, Sou was smirking right at him. Luckily just a few more pushes and he’ll be don-
That was when Sou bit down into his neck, he could feel his teeth piercing his skin too. It made him immediately buck deeper into his partner, letting go. Burying himself deeper into Sou as he did so, it made all tense he had just gone. Thankfully Sou came as well, biting deeper in him as he did so.
Not so gratefully he just rested his head near Sou’s, still panting like a dog. They stayed like that for at least ten minutes, until Daiki felt Sou’s hand in his hair. Gently petting his hair, he didn’t protest it and instead leaned into the touch.
“I really can’t believe that we did this in my dorm.”
“You act like Nishigushi is here, she’s with Kumada remember?”
“Still though she can come back any time.”
“Oh I doubt that she’s probably having hell of a time with the shortfucker.”
“Don’t say stuff like that, I rather not think of that being why she ain’t here.”
“I’m just saying.”
Daiki chuckled, sticking his tongue at the other. Instead he was tackled onto the bed, he didn’t struggle or anything though. It was all fun at the end of the day, even at the dead of night too.
“Just saying it isn't helping my thought process though.”
“Well tackling me down isn’t helping.”
“It seems like you still have a problem though.”
Oh that Sou did mention it, his problem still didn’t go away. Not like he minded not even a little bit, still he wanted more than just tackling and biting.
“I mean if you want, we could do more than just gentle stuff. Like y’know?”
“Hitting and more biting i’m guessing?”
All Daiki did was nod like an fucking idiot. But at least he was Sou’s idiot no one else even if it did sound chessy.
“I swear you are seriously perverted, you’re lucky I can handle it.”
Sou was above him now, pressing his hands onto his chest and getting ready to move once more. To Daiki he was looking at everything he had, his angel that can go through him like nothing, and make him feel like everything and nothing at the same damn time.
To Sou he was looking at his partner that could never get enough of him, that could worship him to the moon and back, that he could hurt and hurt again until he had his own fill. But just Daiki giving himself up to him would be more than enough.