Of bratty demons and mushroom heads

CHAPTER 33

Hiyoshi Wakashi was in a good mood. For once, he had woken up to a cuddly Akaya that wasn’t cutting off his circulation, classes had actually seemed interesting today, all of his work for the fraternity was done, he was caught up on homework, he hadn’t spoken to his father in over a week, Choutarou and he had just finished a nice relaxing lunch together, and his boyfriend should be at home for him to lavish attention on if he was good and deserved it. With a slight grin on his face that usually took effort on someone’s part to put there, he arrived at his dorm.

Akaya had just gotten out of the shower. He was relaxing naked on the bed with a bottle of water and an action movie playing to try and kill his boredom. It had been a dull day and practice had been the same as always. He kicked the freshmen’s asses, Sanada yelled, Yanagi-senpai calmed him down. Nothing new. He glanced over at the door as it opened and smiled. "Welcome home," he said like always, not caring that he was laying there naked with everything exposed to the world around him.

Hiyoshi walked into the room casually, not noticing at first that Akaya was completely bare on top of the bed. When he did, his only reaction was to chuckle and put his stuff down, though he did make sure to close and lock the door. Having been in this relationship for some months now, there were a few things he had grown accustomed to, one of them being Akaya’s distaste for clothing. Grin still in place, he walked over to the bed and leaned over to give his boyfriend a nice “I’m home” kiss. “Hello, bright eyes.”

Well that was odd. Akaya raised an eyebrow and looked at his boyfriend. No comments about his state of undress? No scowling? "Who are you and what have you done with Wakashi?" He mumbled and pulled the other man down onto the bed on top of him. "Hmm, you look the same, smell the same too..." He ran his hands up Hiyoshi’s sides and looked at him curiously, "Yet you're not scowling, you're smiling. I'm confused."

Amused, Hiyoshi couldn’t help laughing lightly and looked humorously down at his boyfriend. “Us aliens are very good at replicating our specimens. Don’t worry, your boyfriend will be fine.” His grin widened and he leaned down to peck Akaya playfully on the nose. “Until then, you’re stuck with me.”

"Oh whatever will I do?" Akaya returned sarcastically and grinned back at his boyfriend. "What's got you in such a good mood today?" He asked curiously and wrapped his arms around Hiyoshi’s neck.

“I had a good day.” Was Hiyoshi’s simple reply, “I’m finally caught up on everything and had a good lunch.” Running a hand through Akaya’s hair, he started playing with the little ringlet curls, wrapping them around his fingers, “and unless you have something going on this evening that I don’t know about, depending on if you can earn it, I may just feel gracious enough to allow you to spend it with me.”

"Wow, you're so kind," Playful eyes laughed and Akaya kisses his boyfriend lightly, "So what do I gotta do to earn it?" He asked curiously and watched the other man.

Hiyoshi gave his boyfriend a contemplative look as if sizing him up. “Hmm… I don’t know if you have what it takes to earn my valuable time.” A challenging gleam entered his eyes. “Why don’t you just give it your best shot and I’ll let you know when you come close.”

"Hmm… I suppose I can give it a shot." Akaya laughed and rolled them over so he was hovering above his boyfriend, "Can I at least have a hint?"

“Haven’t even started yet and you’re already resorting to asking for hints?” Hiyoshi gave him a mock disapproving look. “How disappointing. Maybe I should go see what Choutarou or Gakuto are doing instead.” Even as he said so, he made no attempt to move out from under Akaya, quite content to stay where he was.

Akaya gave Hiyoshi a look of shock. "So heartless, Wakashi," he pouted and kissed his boyfriend again. He couldn't help the little amused smirk that sneaked onto his features though as they kissed.

“Are you trying to win me by calling me names?” Hiyoshi snickered into the kiss. “If so, then I highly overestimated you.”

"Oh, do forgive me," Akaya said with a little laugh, "I'm sorry to have upset you, Hiyoshi-sama." He used the politest language he knew and tried not to laugh again.

Hiyoshi sat up and leaned back against the headboard with his arms crossed over his chest, arrogant smirk firmly in place. “Well?” He raised an eyebrow expectantly at the naked chibi demon on his lap. “I’m waiting. Impress me.”

Akaya had no idea what Hiyoshi wanted him to do or how to act, so he did what he knew best. He started undoing Hiyoshi’s pants and kissing down his neck.

“Mm… Not that I’m complaining,” Hiyoshi chuckled, and tilted his head to the side to give his boyfriend better access to his neck, “but do you really think the only way you can impress me is through sex?”

Akaya blinked and sat back to look at him, his hand pausing at the zipper of Hiyoshi pants. He knew tennis, video games, and sex. How was he supposed to impress his boyfriend? "Uh... We could play tennis?" He sounded just as confused as he felt.

He’d meant it as more of a joke, but his boyfriend seemed to have taken it seriously. Akaya had a confused look on his face as if he honestly didn’t know what else besides sex he could do for him. Hiyoshi tangled the hand that was near his groin with his own and lifted it up to his lips, kissing it softly. “We can do that if you’d like, but I think I would rather keep you all to myself right now.” He enjoyed playing tennis with Akaya, but tennis was one of Akaya’s other great loves and he didn’t feel like sharing today.

"I want a hint," Akaya pouted at his boyfriend who was royally confusing him. "Do you want to play video games then?" It had to be that, it was the last thing he could really impress anyone with once sex and tennis weren't options anymore.

“And I thought I was the oblivious one.” Hiyoshi shook his head and leaned forward to kiss Akaya’s pouting lips lovingly, no real force behind it, just a chaste and almost innocent sharing of lips.

Akaya was about to argue when lips pressed against his. Fine, if that's how he wanted to play, then he was going to get sex, and he was going to be damn well impressed by it. He moved his hands to undue Hiyoshi’s pants completely and slipped a hand in to tease him while he kissed him back firmly and hungrily.

Hiyoshi moaned at the sudden contact but forced himself to stop Akaya from going any further. He caught both of Akaya’s hands and held them behind his back firmly, at the same time pulling away from the kiss. “I think you’re missing the point, brat,” he said gently against his lips.

Frowning at Hiyoshi, Akaya finally gave up. "Fine. I don't wanna play your dumb game then." Yes, he was being childish, but damn it! He didn't know what to do and he was getting frustrated.

Touching their foreheads together, Hiyoshi sighed, but he wasn’t giving up yet. “Sorry, I guess I’m not very good at this. Let me try again?” He loosened his hold on Akaya’s arms so he could move them if he wanted.

Akaya let his arms stay behind his back and half-glared at Hiyoshi. "Fine." Yes, he was still being childish but he didn’t care.

Despite the glare, Hiyoshi wasn’t deterred. He wanted… No, needed to show Akaya that he didn’t need sex, tennis, or anything else like that in order to impress him. He started by once again moving his lips lovingly over Akaya’s, almost maddeningly slow, sweetly tasting him and breathing in his scent. “You don’t have to be amazing at tennis or a video game guru to impress me.” He slipped his hands into Akaya’s behind his back and a red hue covered his cheeks, “You don’t even have to be amazing in bed… though it doesn’t hurt.” He grinned and kissed his cheek.

"Then what do I have to do?" Akaya asked curiously and flushed as well, "That's the only stuff I'm good at..." he mumbled and wriggled closer on Hiyoshi lap.

Ugh… The stupid brat still didn’t get it. Hiyoshi raised an eyebrow at Akaya in frustration. “You’re going to make me say it… Aren’t you?” At Akaya’s continued confused look, his face turned a deeper red and he answered in a quiet embarrassed voice, “The only thing you need to do to impress me is… show me you… love me…” Fuck! That sounded so cheesy and sappy. He would have killed the brat for making him say it except for he wasn’t sure he would last long without him. FUCK.

As realization dawned on him, Akaya smiled wide and kissed his adorable mushroom. "I love you, Wakashi," he said happily and wriggled even closer to Hiyoshi in all of his naked glory. "I love you more than anything." If that was all he wanted, why didn't he say so in the first place?

Hiyoshi rolled his eyes. “I love you too, but you’re an idiot.” Honestly, how did he keep being put in these embarrassing situations? All he wanted was to hint he wanted a little loving attention from his boyfriend. “Maybe I should leave you here as punishment for taking so long.”

Akaya gave him the best puppy dog eyes he could muster and snuggled up to him. "Don't leave," he pouted. He didn't want to be left alone; especially not after Hiyoshi had just said something so cute. It was so rare for him to be that openly adorable.

Stupid eyes. Akaya had the most irritating eyes. They were too good at manipulating him into doing whatever the brat wanted and never ceased to amaze him with how quickly they could go from dark and alluring to violent red to glazed and bright. Right now he was giving him the ‘I’m too cute to leave’ look, and combined with all the snuggling, he knew he didn’t have a chance. That didn’t mean he wouldn’t put up a fight though. He still had his pride… “What do I get if I stay?” Akaya had better answer correctly this time.

"Lots of love and affection," Akaya said confidently with a big smile and pressed their lips together, still looking the picture of cute innocence, "And maybe a bit more." He winked and smiled before pressing his forehead against Hiyoshi’s.

Hiyoshi’s smile came back full force. Now THAT had been the correct answer. “If I’m to agree to this,” his arms wrapped around Akaya again to hold him back against his chest and run his hands up his bare warm back, enjoying the feel of his skin under his hands, “I want an example.”

"An example?" Akaya asked curiously and nuzzled up to Hiyoshi’s neck with a little purr, "What kinda example?" he mumbled and licked his boyfriend’s neck, loving the slightly salty taste.

Hiyoshi sweat-dropped and his head made a resounding thud back against the head board. Why had he picked such an idiot to fall for? Looking down at his boyfriend, currently curling himself into his body, he felt himself soften at the sight. He hadn’t had much choice in the matter. “Never mind, idiot.” He buried his hand in curls and despite himself, released a content sigh at the feel of Akaya so close and cuddly against him.

Akaya smiled and pressed as close as he could with a laugh. "I love you, Wakashi," he said again happily and pulled back just enough to kiss him again.

‘You better,’ the martial artist’s inner voice automatically supplied. ‘After all the idiocies I have to put up with.’ They stayed like that for a little while, Hiyoshi just enjoying Akaya’s closeness and feeling very laid back as he cuddled him back, every few minutes dropping a kiss to his head of curls.

Akaya slid his hand down Hiyoshi’s side and trailed his fingers over his boyfriend’s backside. He paused over his pocket though when he felt something round and soft in the other’s pocket. He raised an eyebrow and stuck his fingers inside to pull out the little condom packet. "Uh... Why do you have a condom?" He held it up almost accusingly.

In his relaxed state against Akaya, Hiyoshi didn’t completely hear the question. “Hmm… What?” He asked without opening his eyes and only burying his head further in the head of curls.

Akaya leaned back and bopped the tip of Hiyoshi’s nose with the little package. "I asked why you have a condom? You planning on sleeping with a girl sometime soon?" He asked with a little grumpy pout.

“Huh?” Hiyoshi wrinkled his nose as plastic came in contact with his nose and his eyes crossed in confusion at Akaya’s ridiculous question, until he remembered where the stupid thing had come from. He rolled his eyes. “Oh, that. Someone gave it to me.”

"Oh," Akaya mumbled and looked at it curiously. "Ribbed, huh?" he mumbled and flipped the little package over. "Oh, and self lubricating. Cool. These are expensive," he mumbled and tossed the package onto the nightstand.

Hiyoshi rolled his eyes again at Akaya’s knowledge since he couldn’t care less. “One of my fraternity sempai was giving them out. Someone must have told him I have a girlfriend since he basically forced me to take it.” He had intended to throw it away but forgot about it, but now that he thought about it… “Why have we never used a condom?” He asked curiously. He wasn’t an expert at this or anything and his sex-education was minimal, but weren’t they supposed to have used them at least in the beginning?

Akaya blinked a couple times and just stared at Hiyoshi for a minute, "You..." he tried not to giggle and instead just smiled at his boyfriend, "Are you worried about getting pregnant?" He grinned like a mischievous child at him.

Face flushing red, Hiyoshi smacked Akaya lightly on the side of the head and turned his face away embarrassed. “Idiot! Aren’t they for other things… as well?” Great, now Akaya was making him sound naïve.

"Yeah, but unless you want to use them, we don't have to," Akaya finally chuckled a little. "I got tested for any kind of STD’s, so I know I'm clean," he looked at Hiyoshi with a gentle smile. "Do you have something I should know about?"

Hiyoshi would never admit that he had to think twice before he remembered what a STD was, though he couldn’t remember exactly what it stood for. Quickly hiding the confused look on his face, he figured since Akaya wasn’t worried, he shouldn’t be either. This was one of the few things his boyfriend actually seemed competent in. He mumbled a quiet “No,” intent on changing the subject.

"A sexually transmitted disease, Wakashi," Akaya explained patiently, his features completely un-judging. He knew he was more educated in that department than most people and he didn't mind sharing his knowledge.

“I knew that!” Well… he kind of did. Now Hiyoshi wished he had actually taken some kind of sex-education course in school instead of getting all of his information second hand from overhearing locker room conversation and Gakuto. “In other words, we don’t need the condom, so just throw the damn thing away.”

"Of course you did," Akaya laughed and looked at the condom. "Nah, let's try it sometime. Ribbed feels pretty good for both parties," he grinned and decided he didn't need to tell Hiyoshi that he was the only person he'd ever slept with without a condom.

Hiyoshi mumbled incoherently under his breath, embarrassed by the conversation. Finally changing the subject, he asked randomly, “Are you finished preparing for the Tanabata festival?” The martial art fraternity stand would be fairly simple since all they were doing was handing out fliers and doing a few small demonstrations. The open campus event would hopefully be relatively painless. He could only hope that he wouldn’t be roped into doing anything else.

"Yeah, the classes have been going well. I might become a mes--messure---mesmoir?" Akaya stumbled over the word and frowned for a moment. "It would be a cool job," he grumbled, irritated he couldn't pronounce the French word.

“Masseur,” Hiyoshi corrected grumpily. He’d known Akaya had been taking massage classes as part of his physical education degree, and found out the day before he’d signed up to help out at a massage booth for the festival. He’d just gotten over the idea that his boyfriend would be touching the majority of campus, but now he was thinking about making a career out of it?

"Oh," Akaya snuggled up to Hiyoshi’s neck and nuzzled it with a little happy sigh. "My teacher said it pays really well and I could do it after tennis."

Hiyoshi gave an answering grunt as a reply and glared up at the ceiling for a moment. It wasn’t his place to tell Akaya what to do with his life, but that didn’t mean he had to be happy about it.

"What?" Akaya mumbled and looked at Hiyoshi curiously. "You're upset." He'd gotten used to being able to tell when something was bothering his lover, but he had no idea what he'd said wrong to change his boyfriend’s mood.

“It’s nothing.” Hiyoshi assured him and leaned over to kiss him lightly. That last thing he wanted to do was hinder his boyfriend from what he wanted.

"Alright," Akaya mumbled, a bit unsure, but he kissed him back and snuggled up to him.

Glad that Akaya hadn’t questioned him further, Hiyoshi relaxed again and comfortably ran his hand up and down Akaya’s arm. After a moment, he continued, “Since we’re on the subject, I believe I was promised a sample of one of these massages, but I’ve yet to receive one.” He raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Is there a reason you’ve been practicing so much on everyone except your boyfriend? Or are you so unconfident in your skills that you don’t want to embarrass yourself?”

"Then roll over and I'll give ya one," Akaya laughed and sat up. "I just didn't know when would be a good time." That, and he wanted to get really good at it before he tried it out on his boyfriend.

Now that the massage was actually offered, Hiyoshi hesitated. He didn’t usually allow other people who weren’t professionals to touch him like that, but this was Akaya. “Just don’t break anything.” He turned over onto his stomach.

"Yeah yeah," Akaya laughed and straddled his boyfriend’s hips. Sliding his hands up under the other man’s shirt, he started massaging his back slowly like he'd been taught. His fingers searched out the knots and started working them out slowly while he hummed happily to himself.

Hiyoshi closed his eyes and the small smile from earlier returned to his face as Akaya’s hands set to work. He’d obviously been trained for what to look for, but he also obviously hadn’t found his rhythm yet that Hiyoshi was used to from his family’s masseur. However, it seemed like no matter what Akaya did to him, he had a talent for making him unconsciously relax, and was frustratingly fantastic at making him feel good.

Akaya loved the way Hiyoshi’s muscles twitched under his fingers and it brought a big smile to his face. "Does it feel good?" he asked curiously and traced over the well defined lines of his back.

Hiyoshi grunted out an affirmative, not feeling the energy at the moment for a full response.

Akaya’s smile widened and he pushed his boyfriend’s shirt up more to expose his back. As his fingers worked, he leaned down to kiss the soft skin.

Hiyoshi let out a very small almost-moan and forced himself to speak, his voice coming out in a deep drawl. “I hope… this isn’t your standard procedure. Do you usually give your clients this treatment?”

"No, but you're not my standard client," Akaya laughed and kissed along his spine gently. "Only you get this kind of treatment."

Hiyoshi grunted out another affirmative that clearly stated ‘I better be’ then relaxed more into Akaya’s gentle administrations. If Akaya kept this up, he may even start to approve of his turning it into a career.

Akaya laughed again and went back to focusing on what his hands were doing. It was almost like a video game, having to pinpoint and destroy the knots. He liked it, and it was relaxing. It was something that he felt like he could do right.

Akaya liked to dig. The family masseur mostly used heat and rock pressure to coax the muscles to relax. This was a bit harder and felt wonderful, especially since it was coming from his boyfriend. Hiyoshi might have fallen asleep a few times except for when Akaya attacked a knot, he was merciless, and he had to grit his teeth a few times to keep from making any unwanted noises.

Once Akaya certified Hiyoshi’s back as knot free, he kissed it again and sat back beaming, "There, how's that feel?"

“Well, nothing seems out of place.” Hiyoshi slowly rolled until he was on his back under Akaya, “I would say mediocre at best, so I suggest you keep practicing.” He brought one of Akaya’s hands to his lips and kissed it softly, “but I suppose I could suffer through letting you practice on me.” In fact, he would prefer it if Akaya only practiced on him.

"Mediocre, huh?" Akaya pouted a bit, but then leaned down to steal a kiss. "I suppose I'll just have to practice a lot more." Hiyoshi would make the perfect test dummy for his massages.

Hiyoshi chuckled and pulled Akaya down for a longer open mouthed kiss. He murmured between breathes as their lips and tongues met, “Just a warning… I’m a harsh client, and an even harsher critic.”

"Hmm," Akaya purred and smiled into the kiss. "I'll keep that in mind." He chuckled and deepened the kiss with a happy groan as he rubbed up against his boyfriend, quite content with the friction of Hiyoshi’s pants against his bare skin.

Hiyoshi’s earlier thought had been correct; Akaya was way too talented at making him feel good. Right then, it was almost torturous. His boyfriend was on top of him, completely nude, and rocking against him while kissing him in that familiar and loving way that made his heart race. In the mean time, he was aroused and fully dressed, making for a very uncomfortable situation, but still too happy with the state of affairs to actually change it. Another small noise sounded from him and a low groan resembling Akaya’s name was whispered between their lips.

Akaya moaned quietly and ran his hand down along his boyfriend’s side and down his thigh. He loved the way that firm body moved under him, but he wanted a bit more than that. In one swift motion, he rolled them over so Hiyoshi was on top of him. He smirked up at him and wrapped his legs around his boyfriend’s hips.

Hiyoshi used their new position to his advantage, rocking his hips down firmly against Akaya’s, knowing the denim of his jeans rubbing hard against Akaya’s naked arousal would drive his boyfriend crazy. He wasn’t sure how much longer he would last before he finally tore his own pants off and just took him, or Akaya took him. It didn’t really matter. He continued his rocking motions and started to nibble on Akaya’s sensitive earlobes.

Akaya arched up against Hiyoshi with a deep moan. "Nngh… Wakashi…" He buried a hand in his boyfriend’s hair and gripped at the other’s back with his other hand. "You're such a tease," he mumbled with a little chuckle.

A deep laugh came from the mushroom-headed one’s throat. “Entirely your fault.” He kissed his way eagerly to Akaya’s face again, loving the feel of Akaya writhing underneath him and the hands on him holding him down possessively. “I blame you completely.”

"I'm completely innocent," Akaya laughed and spread his legs a bit more, offering himself to Hiyoshi with his best innocent expression.

“Innocent?” Hiyoshi raised an amused eyebrow down at his lover spread open before him. Akaya was one of the least innocent people he knew, but if that’s how he wanted to play it… “If you’re so innocent, I guess I better be extra gentle with you…” ‘Unless, of course, you wish to admit otherwise…’ With that thought in mind, his hands, lips, and hips began anew, assaulting Akaya’s body with very soft kisses and nips.

Damn it. Akaya hated when his plans backfired on him. He groaned and writhed under his boyfriend. "N-ngh... Wakashi... Come on... Please..." He spread his legs more and gave Hiyoshi a pleading look.

Hiyoshi would have laughed if he wasn’t torturing himself as well, but he was determined to carry this out. “I’m sorry, love. Am I going too fast for you?” He had undone his pants zipper only a moment earlier to relieve some of the pressure and now gave the little nipple he was currently playing with one last little nip before sitting up and divesting himself of his t-shirt. “Don’t worry. I’ll try to go slowly.” He leaned back down to ghost his breath over Akaya’s naval and started to trail even lower.

Fuck. This was torture. "Wakashi~" Akaya whined and wiggled a bit. "Don't go slow, please." He reached down to stroke himself since it didn't look like his boyfriend was going to do it for him.

Stopping Akaya’s hand from reaching its destination, Hiyoshi smirked. “Isn’t that what you’re supposed to do with the innocent?” His eyes held a mischievous glint to them before adding, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure that you’re satisfied.” Without warning, he leaned down the rest of the way to take his boyfriend’s straining member into his mouth.

Akaya’s eyes went wide and he arched up immediately. "Oh god..." He brought a hand up to cover his mouth and groaned. "Wakashi..." he whimpered and spread his legs more.

Hiyoshi didn’t do this often; in fact, it was rare. Akaya seemed to enjoy constantly randomly cornering him and doing this to him whenever possible, but to Hiyoshi, it was still a little embarrassing and kind of intimidating next to his boyfriend’s seemingly never ending amounts of experience. Akaya seemed to enjoy it when he did though, and Hiyoshi was by no means an amateur anymore. Akaya’s moans were more than encouraging as he went about doing his best driving his boyfriend insane.

Akaya propped himself up on his elbow to look down at Hiyoshi. The sight was breathtaking. He ran his hand through the soft brown hair and grinned. "God you're hot..." he mumbled, "I want you to screw me into the mattress Wakashi, please," he said in his best slutty voice with his best sultry smile.

If Akaya spread his legs any further, they were going to break. Amused, Hiyoshi pulled back and replaced his mouth with his hand, then leaned up to let Akaya taste himself on his lips. “…and you still claim to be an innocent?”

Damn damn damn. "No, no, I'm not innocent," Akaya admitted with a groan. "I'm needy and as far from innocent as you can get, so screw me alright? Please?" He wriggled and pulled Hiyoshi into a deep firm kiss.

What else could Hiyoshi do when his boyfriend spoke to him like that? He let go of Akaya’s erection so he could finally hurriedly get his pants off while his head was still in Akaya’s grasp and lips firmly attached to his.

Akaya groaned and kissed him hungrily as he reached over to grab the lube. He opened the little bottle he'd just added to the drawer recently. They'd run out of the tube stuff. He coated his hand and reached down to prep himself while he waited for his boyfriend to strip.

Pants and boxers off, Hiyoshi all but moaned in relief when his hardened arousal was released from being confined all this time. Impatient now from waiting for so long with a moaning and nearly begging brat underneath him, he removed Akaya’s hands from prepping himself and placed the hand coated with lube over his own erection, groaning into the kiss at the contact.

Akaya stroked him, coating his length completely before wrapping a leg around Hiyoshi’s waist and guiding the other man to his entrance, urging him in with his strong legs.

Hiyoshi forced himself to push into Akaya’s body gently and unhurried, breaking away from the kiss and breathing hard into his neck as he did so. Today was not a day for hurting. He wanted Akaya to feel no pain, only pleasure. It was slow and torturous, yet somehow wonderful to feel how little by little every bit of Akaya’s body opened up to him until he was fully sheathed. “I love you…” he whispered into his neck with a small smile, trying not to lose himself, “even if you aren’t at all innocent.”

Akaya laughed and kissed the side of Hiyoshi’s head. "I love you, too," he said gently and clenched his muscles down around his boyfriend’s length with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Fuck. With a low moan, Hiyoshi started moving inside and over Akaya, setting a medium pace. Not too slow, but not yet fast and desperate, wanting to draw it out and just feel his boyfriend wrapped around him. He pushed into him at just the right angle, knowing from experience where to aim for. One hand was gripping Akaya’s waist for balance, while the other automatically went to his neglected erection to stoke him with every thrust.

Akaya let out a happy sigh of contentment and let his head fall back as he arched up, muscles clenching down around his lover with every deep thrust that angled just right. "Nn… yes…" His hands ran over Hiyoshi’s chest and sides, tracing the defined muscles his boyfriend had worked so hard to obtain.

Hiyoshi’s breathing quickened, the muscles under his skin clenching wherever Akaya touched. The picture Akaya made underneath him was breathtaking. He hitched up Akaya’s legs, pulling him closer and leaned down to run his lips over Akaya’s neck, anywhere they could reach. The experience he had with physical relations was extremely limited, but he sincerely doubted it could get much better than this. “Mm… My earlier assessment… may have been mistaken…”

"Oh?" Akaya murmured with a little breathless laugh before another low moan escaped him and he tilted his head to let his boyfriend get at more of his throat. If anyone had told him a year ago that he'd be where he was, sleeping with the grouchy mushroom head from Hyotei, he would have probably decked them. Or if they were hot, screwed them against the nearest flat surface to prove they were wrong, but now that he was there, he couldn't imagine being anywhere else.

“Yes…” Hiyoshi said in between breaths and tasting skin, “It seems… you are entirely capable… of impressing me… with this…” And it wasn’t just because it felt so damn good he could lose himself at any moment. It was the way Akaya looked at him and held him back. Akaya could get sex anywhere, but instead he chose to be there with him… and that impressed him more than anything else ever could. The pace picked up and he continued feasting on his boyfriend’s neck and throat, not sure how much longer he could last but wanting to hear and feel Akaya under him as long as possible.

Akaya laughed, moaning again as he wrapped one leg around Hiyoshi’s hips to pull him in even deeper. "Haa… Leave marks… Nn… Kay?" He wanted to get up later and see the evidence of their activities, not to mention broadcast to everyone that he was indeed taken. Maybe it was just his sadistic side that loved when a girl that was talking to him got that disappointed look when she saw a hickey on his neck.

Hiyoshi’s only response was to bite down hard on Akaya’s flesh, and then continue to suck even harder on the slightly salty surface. He knew his boyfriend liked marks, and he never minded giving them to him. He kept up the pace as long as possible, but finally had to pull away and breathe. He could feel the exertion in his legs and his breath came faster. He squeezed Akaya’s member in a tighter grip as his movement became frantic. “Akaya…”

The marks and the tighter squeeze on his erection shook him straight to his core. Just a little more... Hiyoshi whispered his name and he was gone. With a strangled cry of pleasure, Akaya arched up against his boyfriend and came hard between them, his inner walls clamping down around the other man.

Even before Akaya’s release, Hiyoshi had already lost himself and dropped over the edge nearly at the exact moment Akaya’s inner walls tightened around him almost unbearably. Fingers dug into Akaya’s hips and he thrust into his boyfriend a few more times, riding out the waves of pleasure that crashed over him. His eyes were closed as he finally slumped down completely onto his boyfriend, the feelings of pleasure slowly waning as feelings of satisfaction and contentment took its place.

Akaya held his boyfriend close and rubbed his back lazily as he sucked in air greedily. His whole body tingled and occasionally shivered with aftershocks of pleasure.

Nestling into his boyfriend’s embrace, Hiyoshi’s nose nuzzled Akaya’s neck, breathing in their mixed scents as he tried to get his breathing back under control. He didn’t want to move, but knew it would become uncomfortable for Akaya if he didn’t pull out soon. Once he had faith in his ability to move again, he pecked Akaya’s lips once before lifting himself up.

Akaya groaned and took a deep breath as Hiyoshi pulled out. "I love you, Wakashi," he said happily and watched the other man with an adoring sparkle in his eyes.

Expression relaxed and pleased, Hiyoshi lay back down feeling languid and lazy. He was starting to feel the usual pull towards the shower he always felt after sex but ignored it. “I guess you won.”

"Won what?" Akaya mumbled and closed his eyes before stretching out like a cat in the sun.

Hiyoshi smirked and closed his eyes as well. “You don’t remember what the prize was for impressing me?”

Akaya thought hard, trying to force himself to remember, but only drew blanks. "No..." Damn it.

Not surprised in the least, Hiyoshi teased, “Well, if you don’t remember, I guess I don’t have to give it then.”

"No! You gotta give it to me since I won!" Akaya pouted and gave Hiyoshi his best puppy dog eyes.

Hiyoshi chuckled at the cute puppy dog expression and pulled Akaya on top of him, the familiar weight over his already sensitive skin making his body hum in appreciation. He looked up at him with mirthful eyes. “The prize is me, idiot,” His eyes became darker and his smile turned devious, “Though it’s completely up to you whether or not you want to… take me.”