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Naoi jolted up from a weirdly graphic wet dream about Otonashi, again. His body was hot and sweaty, as expected; but the bedsheets also felt damp, wet, and almost like fluids had been released onto it. Did Naoi really ejaculate hands free? This must've been a different kind of degeneracy.
He rubbed his eyes, ebbing out the sleepiness that clung onto his eyelids. He yawned, not seeing anything in the pure darkness of the room. Naoi felt his body with a shaky hand, realizing that he was shirtless. In hindsight, that seemed normal for a boy his age, but he wasn't one to sleep naked. He usually slept in a simple shirt snd sweatpants, which was what he found most comfortable.
Right now, he was in his school pants. They were slightly stiff and uncomfortable, he wondered how tired he was to have fallen asleep in those. Once his bearings were brought back to him, he felt a presence beside him. Turning on the lamp on his nightstand, he saw who he would have never expected to see in his bed ever, lying there, sleeping peacefully.
Otonashi? Naoi stared down at the other boy, the one who he kept getting wet dreams about, the one who he fantasized about, the one who he wanted to love so gently (and roughly). Otonashi wasn't just wearing anything, he was half naked. In Naoi's white button down, no pants, no underwear…
Otonashi looked so oddly feminine, that Naoi felt a fresh surge of heat pump through his veins. He shook his head, running a hand through his dark green hair and leaning back on the headboard. The memories of last night suddenly swarmed his thoughts.
"A… Ah, Naoi… Faster, p- please…"
Otonashi bucked his hips back against Naoi's, face buried into one of Naoi's pillows, breathing heavily, body twitching and desperate for attention.
Which he was granted none, as Naoi mercilessly teased him. Painfully slow thrusts, aiming at Otonashi's very core. It wasn't the type of pain that punched, kicked, and bit back hard, it was the type so slow and gentle in it's wake, that Otonashi wasn't sure what the line between euphoria and agony was anymore.
"I can't, I can't, I really can't take anymore… P- Please, just do something…"
"N- Naoi? Don't ignore me! I'm dying down here, come on!"
Hearing this boy beg so sweetly, was like music to Naoi's ears. Naoi's hand gripped the back of Otonashi's head, and pulled it back, so he could see that pathetic, desperate look on the taller boy's face.
"I will. I just need you to say 'I love you'. Can you do that?"
The tension in the room had gotten thicker, and Naoi knew he was taking a risk just by asking that alone. To his surprise, Otonashi smiled, an even darker hue of red flushing across his features, similar to his hair.
"Oh, Naoi…"
"I love you, Naoi."
Naoi's breath hitched, and his pace slowed to a stop. An intense feeling of affection flooded his system, and he leaned down to wrap his arms around Otonashi. His chest was pressed firmly against Otonashi's back, and his hips stuttered wildly.
Completely devoid of that controlled rhythm before, Naoi's movements were just as messy, desperate, and uncoordinated as Otonashi's whimpers, whines, and gasps were. Otonashi's fingers curled and dug into the sheets below him.
Naoi's hips rutted against Otonashi's back, now aiming for his prostate. Naoi's hands snaked up and started to tug at Otonashi's nipples.
"I love you too, Otonashi… I love you so much."
"You're so, so good for me. Behaving like you were trained to do so."
With that, Otonashi felt the heat pooling in his lower belly increase. His entrance clenched and fluttered around Naoi, telltale signs of his impending climax. With a final, hard pound— Otonashi came untouched. An orgasm fully reliant on his prostate and the stimulation on his nipples.
Naoi ended up cumming only seconds after, his warm fluids filling Otonashi to the brim. Otonashi shivered with each pump, before Naoi finally pulled out, leaving Otonashi empty in a satisfied way. Otonashi had a dopey grin on his face, he went limp, too exhausted to move.
So that wasn't a wet dream.
Naoi stared down at the boy he loved as he quickly drifted off to sleep, rolling to his side. Naoi felt content, fulfilled, and happy. He laid down beside him, wrapping his arms around Otonashi and tangling their legs, spooning him to sleep.
And that's how they had gotten into this situation. Naoi couldn't help but blush, he wanted to feel disappointed with himself, as he was a 'god', and gods didn’t stoop to such human desires; but he couldn’t. Because it was with Otonashi, and Otonashi was his equal.
So, Naoi went back to sleep, cuddling up against Otonashi and burying his face into the crook of Otonashi's neck, smelling his scent.
9 AM, next morning.
Otonashi woke up with a sore throat and back that ached. He tried to get up, but was unable to. He turned to be greeted by the face of Naoi, and he jumped a little. Otonashi cleared his throat, and that was enough for Naoi to wake up. Naoi immediately pulled Otonashi into a tight hug.
"Otonashi! You're awake early." He said in a sing-song tone of voice. "I was expecting you to sleep in, you know, given all that happened last night."
"Uh… Yeah, I was expecting that too, sort of." Otonashi rubbed his eyes. He yawned and stretched, feeling a numb sensation in his limbs. He didn't protest as he was pulled onto Naoi's lap, his eyelids, nose, and the corners of his mouth kissed by the clingy and affectionate boy.
"How's your back? I didn’t go too hard… Did I?" Naoi whispered into Otonashi's ear, tone laced with concern more than anything. Otonashi paused to think.
"It's a little sore, but other than that I can manage." Otonashi whispered back. The sun shined through the curtains and illuminated Naoi's skin. Damn this boy for being so cute.
"Lie! It's aching a lot, isn't it?" Naoi pouted, squeezing Otonashi tighter.
"Yeah, but-" Otonashi was cut off by a kiss, one that said 'I'm not having it' quietly.
Otonashi kissed back, relaxing into Naoi's hold and the feel of his lips. As they pulled away, Naoi pushed Otonashi back down, and pulled the covers over them. "Let's sleep in," Naoi nuzzled Otonashi lovingly.
"… Okay." Otonashi sighed, knowing there wasn't anything he could do to change Naoi's mind.