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The Duck and the Penguin	By : 3phemeral Category: +. to F > Free! Views: 1617 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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‘Okay, we’ll make sure to stay away. If Haru gets too restless, we’ll break into ITSC instead,’ Makoto’s text read.
‘Thanks!’ Nagisa replied.
‘Congratulations on making it a whole month!’
‘Thanks! Same to you!’
‘Good luck!’
Nagisa closed his phone and grinned at himself in the mirror. He sat on the edge of his bed, decked out in jeans, a pink shirt, white ankle socks, and an open zip-up short sleeve hooded jacket. Any time now.
It’d been a whole month already! While Rei and Nagisa had spent some more time studying together, Nagisa and Nitori had also managed to spend several dinners together. It was easy enough for his parents to assume he’d just gone over to Rei’s. Thankfully, he hadn’t been caught in his lies… yet. On top of that, he didn’t know what they’d say if they knew about him. They probably knew already but… it was better not to ask. He did his part, they never asked questions, his grades had improved… what else would they need from him?
He and Nitori still hadn’t done much together - the making out was mostly satisfying, and while they got a little handsy with each other, neither of them had made any move yet. Nagisa hadn’t out of respect, for one, but also a little out of fear. He didn’t want to feel locked into something that wasn’t going to last a long time, but Nitori was actually a really good boyfriend. He was nice, honest, considerate, attentive… Nagisa certainly had no intentions on going anywhere. He was happy. Fulfilled. High school had been like his dreams coming true; he couldn’t imagine anything to come afterwards. It was hard to ignore, though, the troubles Makoto and Haru were having. What about college? Careers? Were either Nagisa or Nitori going to get scouted? Did each of their dreams include the other somehow? They’d have to talk about it sometime, make some kind of pact.
The doorbell sounded, and Nagisa perked up. He hurried out his door and towards the foyer, where already there was standing his Ai-chan. He had on olive green capris, a black t-shirt under an unbuttoned striped dress shirt, and a simple necklace with a small penguin charm hanging over his chest dangling from a black cord. His hands were hidden behind his back.
“Ai-chan!” Nagisa said, running over and hugging him.
Nitori stumbled back and did not return the hug, instead flailing his arms out to the side. “Thanks for having me in,” Nitori said.
“What’s wrong, Ai-chan?” Nagisa let go, and Nitori’s arms hurriedly returned.
“Well, I, um..” Nitori started to turn red.
Nagisa smiled. “Well?”
Nitori squeezed his eyes shut, bowed, and produced a palm-sized box with a ribbon tied around it, holding it out at arm’s length.. “I brought you this!” he quickly spat out. “I hope you like it!”
“Ooh!” Nagisa cooed. He took it and daintily untied the ribbon. He passively sniffed at the box before opening it. “Strawberry?!”
Nitori smiled. “I know you really like shortcake, but I thought this might keep better on the train.”
Nagisa lifted the lid. “You don’t have to explain yourself, Ai-chan~” It was taller than he expected - 3 layers of white cake with bits of strawberry baked into it and some kind of white creme frosting between each one. Two slices of strawberry sat on top butting up against each other to form a heart. Nagisa found it absolutely adorable. He grinned up at Nitori and quickly leaned forward to give him a quick peck on the lips. ‘“It’s perfect! Let me go put this in the fridge and we can head out!”
Nitori blushed. Nagisa liked making that happen far more than was decent. He turned and left for the kitchen. “O-okay!” Nitori said, abandoned in the foyer.
Nagisa’s absence was momentary. “Okay, let’s go!”
“Right!” Nitori said.
Nagisa walked past him and opened the door. “C’mon, Ai-chan!” He reached back and grabbed his boyfriend’s arm and Nitori was jerked forward at the tug. Nagisa shut the door behind them, and Nitori rubbed his wrist as they headed for the street.
“Nagisa! That was too hard…”
“Oh… I’m sorry, Ai-chan!” Nagisa said. “I guess I was just really anxious to get out of there…”
“It’s alright,” Nitori said. They turned on the sidewalk and headed toward the station.
Nagisa looked at the trees, the cool breeze rustling the leaves. “What should we do first?”
“I suppose a dinner, maybe? Or a movie?” Nitori was unsure, Nagisa realized. He’d have to take over. Good.
“You’re hungry?” Nagisa asked.
“Well, I did eat earlier…”
“How much earlier?”
Nitori looked down sheepishly. “This morning.”
Nagisa sighed. “I’ve told you, Ai-chan, you don’t need to stay that thin. As Gou-chan says, if you aren’t eating properly, you won’t swim as well either!”
“I-I can’t help it,” Nitori said. “Today’s our anniversary, isn’t it?”
Nagisa smirked. “Why do you need to be thin for our anniversary? Did you have something special in mind for later?”
He saw Nitori flail in his mind’s eye. “I-I-I don’t know what might happen!” the boy stammered.
“You really don’t have to impress me, Ai-chan,” Nagisa said. “I don’t like you for your body. All of us look pretty much the same anyway. It takes more than that to impress me.”
“Then what do you like me for, Na-chan?”
Nagisa laughed. “Y’know, as far as nicknames go, that doesn’t sound bad!”
“Y-you think so?” Nitori asked.
“Yeah! Especially if it’s you saying it.” Na-chan… Nagisa turned it over in his head. While on the street… in a restaurant… in bed… Yeah. “I think it sounds really nice!”
Nitori smiled pleasantly.
“It’s things like that I like you for,” Nagisa said. “That smile right there, the way you put thought into the things you do, the way you blush when I tease you… They make me feel special.”
“I’m glad you’re pleased when you tease me,” Nitori said plainly.
“Aww, does it bother you?” Nagisa asked, a little honestly concerned.
“Will you still like me if I say ‘yes?’” Nitori asked.
“Of course!” Nagisa said.
“Well,” Nitori said, pausing, “truthfully, it doesn’t.”
Nagisa smiled and gave Nitori a little punch on the arm. “You just had to say it like that, didn’t you?”
Nitori grinned. “It wouldn’t be as fun if I wasn’t able to tease you back, Na-chan!”
Nagisa leaned over as they walked and kissed him on the cheek. Nitori took Nagisa’s hand and slid his fingers between the blonde’s. Nagisa squeezed Nitori’s hand.
And so it went for the rest of the afternoon and evening. Nagisa tried to focus on the moment - leaning into each other on the train, quietly watching the countryside go by; Nitori earnestly giving his order to their waitress, the sparkle and intensity in his eyes even for something that mundane; the effortless way they went out of each other’s way to make small things easier for each other - but Nagisa’s mind was elsewhere, squarely on his diabolical plan for that evening. The sun set, the city went quiet, and it was finally time.
It was well-known that Iwatobi High was not the most secure of campuses. The swim team themselves had “broken” in on several occasions in the past, and it wasn’t as though anyone else wanted to spend more time on school grounds than they absolutely had to. With the guarantee from Makoto that he and Haru would be staying out the way, and Rei surely with his nose deep in a book somewhere, the coast was clear.
Nagisa led his boyfriend casually by the front gate. “Say, Ai-chan, have you ever been in a school at night?”
“I’ve been in the pool after hours,” Nitori said.
“You’re not as clean as you look,” Nagisa said with a wink.
The street light betrayed the color rising once more to Nitori’s cheeks. “I was training. It’s not like vandalize property or anything.”
“Sometimes I’ve come here just because,” Nagisa said. “It nice and quiet, you know? No one else around.”
“You’ve spent the night here?” Nitori asked, surprised.
“From time to time,” Nagisa said. “Sometimes, when I haven’t wanted to go home. Before Rei and I got my grades up. I haven’t stayed here in a while, though.”
“I see…” Nitori said. “Is there a reason we’re stopping here?”
“Yeah,” Nagisa said with a smile. “We should go in!”
“Umm… okay!” Nitori said.
“You’re okay with it?”
“If you think it’s fine, I’d like to see Iwatobi after dark. With just you.” Nitori grinned weakly.
“Alright!” Nagisa said. “Follow me!”
The pair avoided the main school building, and Nagisa guided Nitori directly to the poolhouse.
“I should have known,” Nitori whispered. “Where else would you go when you come here?”
“No one else is nearby, Ai-chan,” Nagisa said. “We don’t really have to whisper.”
“I… I’d feel better if I did,” Nitori continued to whisper.
“Alright,” Nagisa whispered. “I guess it helps us not get noticed.”
Nagisa casually opened the poolhouse door and led Nitori straight through it. “I remember when we were in here after the joint practice,” he said. “I basically owe this night to you because of that day.”
“I… I couldn’t help myself,” Nitori said. “I thought… maybe for once, instead of hoping someone would say something to me, I could take charge of my own happiness.”
Nagisa grinned. “I’m glad you did.”
Nitori smiled a bit wider. “Me too.”
Nagisa let Nitori out onto the pool deck first and then closed the door behind him. The Samezuka second-year looked down at the bright night sky reflected in the calm water. “It’s beautiful here,” Nitori said as Nagisa approached and stood beside him.. “Even though the ceiling at school lets in the light, it’s never as bright as this.”
Nagisa dropped his jacket to the ground and quickly slipped off his t-shirt as well. Nitori caught a flash of it out of the corner of his eye and looked over as Nagisa unbuttoned his jeans. “N-N-Nagisa? -chan?” He couldn’t help watching as Nagisa paused and looked over, a shit-eating grin plastered on his face.
“What? You can’t tell me you’ve never skinny dipped before, Ai-chan.” He left the jeans unbuttoned, hanging on his hips, as he slipped off his socks.
“Is that why we came here? For you to-” Nitori paused as Nagisa took his jeans and boxer briefs off in one smooth slide, stepped toward the pool, and dove in. “Na-chan?!”
Nagisa came to the surface, treading. “For -us- to, Ai-chan! C’mon! Jump in!”
“But… But I-”
“It’s a little chilly, true, but you get used to it!” He floated his way to the edge, just enough of his completely smooth, wet skin breaking the surface to show Nitori plenty to make his capris shrink. Nagisa rolled, showing Nitori his ass before diving under and popping right side up, pulling his torso out of the water and resting his forearms on the ege. “I can give you a show instead, if you like, but you should come on in! At least sit on the edge for me? Please?”
“Oh… alright,” Nitori said. He removed his socks and rolled up the legs of his capris, taking a seat and lowering a foot in the water. He pulled it out. “Ah! It is cold!”
“And the dress shirt can go too… I’d hate for it to accidentally get wet.”
“You’re not going to pull me into the water like this, are you?”
“Don’t be silly, Ai-chan~ If it were Makoto or Rei I would, but I wouldn’t do that to you.”
“Why not?”
“You don’t have a change of clothes,” Nagisa said.
He kicked off the side wall and swam a lap around the pool while Nitori sat and watched him. He was beautiful under the water, Nitori noted, and seemed like some kind of ancient spirit dancing in the moonlight. Much like a month ago, he wondered if what was happening was actually real.
Nagisa came back and seemed to be headed right between Nitori’s legs. “N-Na-chan?” Nagisa drew closer, and stuck out his hands. Nitori reflexively spread his legs to give Nagisa a place to land, and the blonde rose between them, narrowing his shoulders and grabbing the edge.
“We should talk, Ai-chan!”
Nitori scrambled back, his feet resting on the now-wet concrete. “A-about what?”
“Are you uncomfortable around me like this?”
“I, uh… yes?” Nitori said.
“But do you like seeing me like this?”
“Of course,” Nitori said.
“Just so you know,” Nagisa said, taking a more serious tone, “I would gladly let you see me, touch me, kiss me, taste me, anything you wanted, if you wanted.” He pulled himself the rest of the way out of the water, flashing Nitori in the process, and sat like a mermaid on the edge of the pool. “I hope we can be comfortable together like this, Ai-chan. Both of us. I’d like it very much.”
“I… I would like it too,” Nitori said.

“Then why don’t we try? Right now?”
“I… I guess because…” Nitori thought about it. Why? Nagisa was already naked before him. He sat up, cross-legged and lifted the hem of his shirt. His heart started beating faster.
So did Nagisa’s. “Ai-chan… If you really don’t want to…” he offered.
Nitori shook his head. “No,” he said, and took his shirt off the rest of the way, dropping it by his other shirt. His penguin charm necklace hung just below his collarbones. Nagisa stared at it, dumbfounded.
“If it’s too much, I understand… it has only been a month,” Nagisa said.
Nitori once again shook it off, this time rising to his knees and leaning forward to touch Nagisa’s chest. He ran his hands down over the toned stomach and onto Nagisa’s thigh, his eyes following his fingers as he did. “Anything I wanted?” Nitori asked.
“Anything,” Nagisa said.
“Anything,” Nitori said.
Nagisa used one hand to lift Nitori’s chin. He leaned in for a kiss, and Nitori met him eagerly halfway. They felt the trembling of each other’s lips, and Nagisa’s member started to grow. He used his other hand to move the other boy’s off his thigh and between his legs, eliciting a gasp from Nitori as he fumbled with it. Nitori rested his forehead on Nagisa’s, his eyes still shut. “So that’s what it feels like…”
“Mhm,” Nagisa said, watching his boyfriend’s serene face. “You can open your eyes, you know. I’ll still be here when you do.”
Nitori tentatively opened them, and flicked his gaze between Nagisa’s eyes and his groin.
Nagisa met Nitori’s eyes and reached for Nitori’s waistband. “May I?”
Nitori nodded.
Nagisa fumbled with the button one-handedly, but happened on the right angle and pushed. He lowered the zipper and tucked his fingers inside both layers of clothes, feeling along Nitori’s hipbone. “Ai-chan~” His attempts to slide the fabric down were futile.
“Nn~” Nitori abandoned Nagisa’s shaft to free his own from the confines of his shorts. It bounced down into place, and Nagisa wasted no time wrapping his fingers around it and giving it a tug.
“I want to taste you, Ai-chan,” Nagisa said.
“Go ahead,” Nitori said, raising up on his knees and presenting his hips forward.
Nagisa hungrily leaned forward and lapped at the underside of Nitori’s head. The other boy moaned, and Nagisa circled his lips around it, swirling his tongue around to moisten it as he glided his lips forward and back.
“N-Na-chan~”
Nagisa stroked Nitori with his hands and came up for breath. “What is it?”
“No, it just feels good is all.”
“That’s all?”
“Well… I…” Nitori collected his words. “I think maybe I’m too used to doing things on my own.”
“Ah, I see,” Nagisa said. “We can always get more practice in with each other later.” He backed away and laid down, facing the stars, one leg straight out and the other bent out to the side. He looked up for a moment, and then over to Nitori, patting the concrete next to him. “Join me?”
“Nn!” Nitori nodded and stood, stepping out of his capris and shorts without a care and walking over to Nagisa. Instead of laying down next to him, though, Nitori knelt beside him.
“Ai-chan?”
“How about this, Na-chan?” Nitori straddled one of Nagisa’s legs and rested his left elbow above Nagisa’s shoulder. With his free hand, he started stroking himself.
Nagisa grinned and mirrored him, stroking himself with his right and resting the other on the back of Nitori’s thigh, stroking it. “How often do you do this and think of me, Ai-chan?”
“Every night,” Nitori said.
“Me too.” Nagisa craned his neck up and Nitori kissed him. “You taste amazing, by the way.”
“I can’t wait to taste you later.”
“Tonight?”
“Of course,” Nitori said. “After you’re all done.”
The first small ripple of pleasure pulsed through Nagisa’s shaft and he moaned, grinding his hips at the air. “You really shouldn’t say things like that, Ai-chan.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want to finish too fast.”
“I don’t think I’ll be very far behind, Na-chan. Just the sight of you is almost enough…”
Nagisa felt his body asking him a question - stop or go? “You mean, that, Ai-chan?”
“Mhm,” Nitori managed. “I just want this moment with you, Nagisa. We have all the time in the world to take it slow.”
Nagisa’s answer - go. “Alright,” Nagisa said, the sensations building and pooling in his groin. “Ai-chan, I’m gonna cum~” He squinted his eyes shut and tensed his core as he locked into making those sensation flow over.
“Na-chan… I… I…” With a delicious sighing moan Nitori froze above him, and Nagisa felt the other boy’s seed land on his chest and stomach. Nagisa followed immediately behind, the thought of their juices mingling together the final push over the edge. Nitori leaned down and kissed Nagisa as the blonde shot his essence between them.
Nagisa basked in Nitori’s kisses as he came down from his high. Nitori kissed down his neck, which tingled, over his chest. Lapped at the seed on his chest, and tasted it with a pleased hum. He kissed down Nagisa’s stomach and nibbled at his hip.
“You’re… very… very… um… good, Ai-chan.”
“I’ve waited a long time for this,” Nitori replied. He wrapped a hand around Nagisa’s member as it started to soften and blew cool air over it.
“Studied,” Nagisa said as he wriggled. “Very studied.”
“I’ve imagined this moment so many times over the last month,” Nitori said. He lapped at the underside of Nagisa’s shaft and furrowed his brow, flicking his tongue in and out of his mouth trying to get the taste away. “Too much chlorine!” he said.
Nagisa laughed. “We should probably clean up and get out of here, huh?”
“Probably,” Nitori said, grinning. He stood, proud in the moonlight, and offered a hand to Nagisa.
Nitori had always been scrappy - he was tough, and very persistent, but he was so easy to unnerve and never comfortable. This was the first time Nagisa had ever seen this from him, and he had to say, he very much liked it. He took Nitori’s hand and rose.
“All the time in the world, huh?” Nagisa asked, fetching his jeans and shorts.
“Hm?” Nitori asked as he gathered his clothes together.
“You said before we had all the time in the world.” Socks, pink shirt.
“Oh! I mean, as long as we’re together,” Nitori said.
“You think that will be ‘all the time in the world?’” Nagisa asked.
Nitori grinned and rejoined his boyfriend. “It can be if we want it to be, Na-chan. Besides, we won’t know until we get there, right?”
Nagisa kissed him. “Right!”
“Happy anniversary, Na-chan.” Nitori opened the door.
Nagisa walked through it. “Happy anniversary, Ai-chan!”
(End chapter 3 - To be continued)
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