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spaceninja144 in the_zoneWho: Gakuto and Hiyoshi
When: August 10th, while Niou is sleeping over with Tachibana
Where: Hiyoshi’s room
What: Movie watching and 🐳
Warning for heavy makeouts but it gets cut off before it gets to the 🐳 lol
Gakuto had been lazing around in his room when he got a message from Hiyoshi inviting him to his room. Apparently, Niou was definitely out for the night and they would be able to have some alone time.
Alone time.
Gakuto got a little fluttery in the stomach about that, which made him feel pretty dumb because it wasn’t like he was a virgin or anything. Still…He wasn’t trying to move too fast. Still, he wanted to spend as much time with Hiyoshi as he could so he gladly accepted the invitation. He grabbed his night bag just in case and headed over to Hiyoshi’s room, knocking once he arrived.
If Hiyoshi had started dating Gakuto earlier, they could have had the room to themselves as much as they wanted. Unfortunately it lined up with Niou moving back into their room, and after the reaction he’d had the first time he’d showed up to Gakuto being there, Hiyoshi’s polite side had won out and he’d respected Niou’s right to their room being a safe space (despite the fact that Niou still didn’t sleep there half the time.)
So Niou spending time with Tachibana was now something to be capitalized on, as weird as that whole situation was. Hiyoshi didn’t have any dirty ulterior motives, but after two powerpoints it was better to play things safe for a while. Things didn’t automatically become dirtier just because they were doing them in Hiyoshi’s bed. Probably.
Hiyoshi opened the door for Gakuto’s knock, noting the bag he brought with him but deciding to hold off from the snarky comments just yet, there would be lots of time for those. Instead he politely takes it from Gakuto, setting it down next to his desk, before picking his tablet off the bed. “I was looking through movies for ideas, but I realized I don’t know what you’ve seen.”
Gakuto was not used to this whole gentleman thing, but it was nice, so he let Hiyoshi take his bag. "Oh, just pick, like, three and I can tell you if I've seen them!" He grinned. "I would have just put my pajamas on right away if I knew movies were happening!"
Hiyoshi shrugged. “We can always do something else if you want, movies just seemed easy to do in the room.” And involved getting to sit right up close to each other. Nothing wrong with that. Still, he flicked through the options, narrowing down his movie choices.
"Movies are fine. I just like being comfy for them." Gakuto smiled, staring at the screen. "No Jurassic Park. Still thinking about Utahraptors." And nobody needed that.
“How about Jurassic World?” Hiyoshi didn’t look up from his tablet, voice completely deadpan. Yes, this was his idea of a joke. “Get changed then. I’m not going anywhere.”
Gakuto lightly punched Hiyoshi’s arms. "Don't be cheeky, Hiyokko." He said, going to grab his bag. He headed into the bathroom to get changed. His pajamas were a black tank top and shorts, foregoing his arm covers for the first time in ages. "Pick anything yet?" He asked when he came back in.
Hiyoshi glanced up for a second when Gakuto came back in the room, before swiping his tablet and passing it to Gakuto. It currently showed his ‘to watch’ list, and every one was some variety of paranormal, horror, or thriller. “How about one of these?”
Gakuto stared blankly at the screen. "God, all of these sound creepy…" He swiped through the choice before landing on one in the psychological thriller section. "This one might not be so bad…"
“They aren’t that bad. I took out all the scariest ones.” AKA the ones with the best ratings. The things Hiyoshi does for you, Gakuto.
Hiyoshi glanced at the screen, nodding at Gakuto’s choice. “That one looks good. Start it.” He was digging in his drawers a moment later, changing on the spot into a t-shirt and sweatpants with zero shame, and then grabbing a package from one of the drawers in his desk and settling down on the bed. The package: cookies. “I got these from Ohtori. They’re homemade, I think.”
Gakuto turned bright red and turned away when Hiyoshi started stripping. He waited until it sounded like Hiyoshi was done before he turned back around and went to sit on the bed. "Oh, cool. He bakes?"
“Maybe?” Hiyoshi shrugged. “They were vacuum packed so I figured he was sent them.” He stuffed a cookie into Gakuto’s mouth before reaching over for the pillows to make their spot more comfortable, then when everything was cozy he commanded the lights to shut off.
Gakuto nearly choked on the damn thing, and he glared at Hiyoshi. "What the fuck, you trying to murder me or something?" Maybe Hiyoshi just knew Gakuto would refuse to eat them now that he knew they were sent from Ohtori's family, probably.
Nope, Hiyoshi was just getting comfortable being a turd around Gakuto now. He took a bite of a cookie himself, propping the tablet up and getting the movie started. “Do you need me to pat you on the back?” He was only half kidding.
"No, you dick. I'm fine." Gakuto snorted, grabbing a pillow and curling around it. "Do that again though, and you might be missing a limb afterward."
Hiyoshi raised an eyebrow. “Sorry.” Gakuto said he was fine so Hiyoshi would drop it for now, but he’d remember to be more careful in the future. “If it makes you feel better, I’m going to have to sleep on all the crumbs you just spat up now.”
Gakuto laughed. "I'm not actually mad." He even dusted off the bed. "I always sit with pillows like this." He could see how it could have been misconstrued. "Although next time, just warn me. I'll eat out of your hand if you really want me to." He said with a wink.
Add that right there to the list of weird shit that turned Hiyoshi on. Good thing the lights were off so no one had to see him blush. The movie was also helpful as a distraction, since the credits were just ending, and the beginning elements of the movie started to be set up. Hiyoshi had a habit of getting very involved with movies he watched, and Gakuto was about to find out first hand that Hiyoshi wasn’t a silent movie-watcher with someone he was comfortable with. At least the thriller had nothing paranormal or alien involved– Hiyoshi was always the worst with those ones, especially when the movies were (in Hiyoshi’s opinion) inaccurate.
Apparently, Gakuto and Hiyoshi were a match made in heaven, because Gakuto was also a very talkative movie-watcher. He was also very reactive, and it didn’t take long for him to be wrapping his arms around Hiyoshi’s arm and gripping it in suspense.
It was a nice perk, Hiyoshi had to admit. The movie had some good twists and turns, it wasn’t bad by any means, but Gakuto’s high-strung reactions made it so much better. Good luck on getting Hiyoshi to agree to a non-suspenseful movie ever again.
By the time it was all finished, Hiyoshi was totally ramped up, (by his standards, anyway.) He was smirking like an idiot, riding the high of movie-induced adrenaline, and physical touch.
Gakuto’s heart was still racing. “That was way worse than I thought it would be!” He stared at Hiyoshi. “You did this on purpose. Did Jirou tell you how bad I am with scary movies?” This definitely seemed planned.
“That wasn’t even a horror movie, Gakuto-san.” Hiyoshi HAD intentionally picked something on the tamer side, but he wasn’t completely innocent of taking advantage of Gakuto’s fear of scary things, either. “Do you want to watch another one? I can pick one that’s actually scary this time.” He was teasing; the shit-eating smirk made that infinitely clear.
Gakuto glared up at him and pinched his arm. "No. I don't want to watch something scarier!!" He frowned at that smirk. "You just wanted a reason for me to be all up in your space."
Hiyoshi nodded, not even bothering to deny it. “You’re cute when you’re scared.”
Gakuto turned bright red. "How is being scared cute??" Especially since he was supposed to be learning how to defend himself.
“I don’t know, it just is. I’m not an expert on cuteness.” Hiyoshi started to lean into Gakuto’s space more, getting real close and face to face. “The blushing is cute, too.”
Gakuto’s heart nearly lept out of his chest. Hiyoshi had started getting real bold since their date. "Oh? And what are you going to do with me, since I'm so cute and scared?"
Asking Gakuto on a date had put a name to what they were (more or less), so in Hiyoshi’s mind there was no reason to tread carefully anymore. He was all in now, which meant lots of attention and teasing for Gakuto. “I’m going to hold you and kiss you, and maybe later I can draw a salt circle around the bed so no one steals your brain.” Yes, that was the note he was going in for a kiss on. Judge him as you will.
Gakuto rolled his eyes. "I don't know, maybe liking you means I don't have a brain…" He laughed and pulled Hiyoshi close. "How about less words and more kissing?"
Talking more just to be difficult was tempting, but kissing was more tempting, so Hiyoshi chose that and jumped right in. He was eager and insistent and held Gakuto nice and close, and it was a bit like he’s making up for years of ‘having it under control’. Gakuto was the outlet now, and Hiyoshi was going to make the most of it.
Gakuto wasn’t used to such intense kissing. Usually, the guys Gakuto hooked up with had no interest in making sure Gakuto felt good, and there certainly wasn’t much kissing. Gakuto eventually needed a moment to just breathe and turned his head away. “Wait…”
Well those guys were dicks because kissing Gakuto was awesome. Enough that Hiyoshi looked mildly annoyed when he had to stop. “What?”
Gakuto was catching his breath. “Sorry, couldn’t breathe…” He felt so stupid. He wasn’t expecting that annoyed look, however. “I’m okay now, sorry…” He would have to remember to breathe through his nose.
Sorry Gakuto, that was just Hiyoshi’s face, it wasn’t personal. “More cardio would improve your lung capacity,” he suggested, but Hiyoshi took the hint and went a bit easier on Gakuto this time, kissing and nipping up his jaw to his ear so he could have his fun but Gakuto could still breathe.
Gakuto laughed softly. “Yeah, yeah…” He sighed, unsure of what to do while Hiyoshi kissed him. He let out a moan when Hiyoshi nipped his ear. “You’re really bold today…” He said softly, hands running along Hiyoshi’s arms.
Hiyoshi cocked his head at the comment but didn’t stop, talking right into Gakuto’s ear as he continued. “Is it a problem?” Hiyoshi was curious to the answer but was clearly assuming it must not be, since he hadn’t loosened his grip on Gakuto’s waist even when he asked.
Gakuto gasped softly. “No…” He just wasn’t sure what changed. He didn’t think about it too much and just let himself enjoy it.
“Okay. If it’s a problem, tell me.” And in Hiyoshi’s mind, that solved everything. Life was so easy when you didn’t overthink things. Having no self-doubts let Hiyoshi do all sorts of things, like gently pushing Gakuto over and straddling him before going back to sucking on Gakuto’s neck this time.
Gakuto nodded, quite surprised that he was suddenly being straddled. This was very, very different from anything they had ever done, but Hiyoshi liked him, right? This was okay. Gakuto couldn’t help but make little noises as Hiyoshi kept kissing him, hands just touching any part of Hiyoshi he could to encourage him to keep going.
Yes, very nice. Gakuto touching him was nice. The little noises were nice. The whole thing was very nice, and honestly, isn’t that the entire point? Despite all his boldness, Hiyoshi wasn’t ready to go much further than this at the moment, but for now this was more than enough. Gakuto looked so cute underneath him, the mental picture alone would keep him going for weeks. But maybe he could improve on that mental picture just a little bit… grasping on to that thoughtthat definitely didn’t come from the brain in his head he got to work making a nice mark on Gakuto’s neck as gently as possible.
The sound that left Gakuto’s throat was a mix of a gasp and a moan and yet his body arched to get closer. Yeah, he was definitely responding to that now, and from where Hiyoshi was sitting, he had to have realized what was happening.
What’s a little boner between friends, right? Hiyoshi was guilty of the same thing right now, but unless Gakuto made it a big deal, in Hiyoshi’s mind it wasn’t one. That’s just one of the inevitabilities of having a good time, and unlike his experience with cis girls, he assumed Gakuto would naturally understand.
Hiyoshi continued to kiss and suck and lick at Gakuto’s neck until he decided he was done, and pulled back to check out his work. He stared at Gakuto beneath him and the bruised skin for a nearly unblinking thirty seconds, before rolling off and over Gakuto, laying face first in the mattress and groaning.
Gakuto laid there, quite confused now. “...Did…did I do something wrong?” He asked softly. That stare followed by hiding and groaning didn’t really send off “That was fun” vibes. He sat up, trying to read Hiyoshi’s body language. Yeah, he was definitely hiding.
“No,” came the muffled response from where Hiyoshi was still lying, regretting his life choices. He would move eventually, just give him time.
Gakuto felt just a little ill now. He placed a hand on Hiyoshi’s back. “Should I go?” He asked, cursing his voice for breaking.
That got Hiyoshi’s attention. He propped himself up on one elbow to look at Gakuto, eyebrow raised. “Why would you go?”
“...You just stopped and then hid your face.” Gakuto said. “...that means you want to stop, right? You…” Gakuto was so confused. “You seemed like you were really into it but then…”
“Gakuto-san.” Hiyoshi looked Gakuto right in the eyes. This was important. Gakuto needed to understand. “I am really horny right now.”
Gakuto blushed. Oh. “...So am I…” Gakuto mumbled. How could he not be, after Hiyoshi was sucking on his neck. “...I didn’t tell you that you had to stop…”
Once it’s clear Gakuto understands, Hiyoshi flops back down, but at least not face down this time. “I’m stopping while I’m still in control. We can go again if you want, but let me calm down first.”
Gakuto tilted his head. “Why do you need to be in control? You won’t ever have sex if you keep doing that.”
It was more than a little embarrassing having facts thrown in his face like that, but Hiyoshi gets Gakuto back with an equally innocent question of his own. “It’s the first time we’ve got to be alone together. Do you want to have sex already?”
Gakuto thought about it. “...I’m not ready.” He admitted. “...Because I really like you and sex is usually the last time I ever see the people who claim to be interested in me.” Gakuto sighed. “I know you wouldn’t do that…but it’s gonna be your first time, yeah?”
Hiyoshi immediately adopted the kind of petulant expression a five year old gets when an adult tells them they’re not old enough to drive a car. “Why do you think it’s my first time?”
Gakuto tried to think. He guessed he just thought it was, and now he felt like an idiot. “Oh…I just assumed…I’m sorry.” He did at least look apologetic. “You were just so nice and gentle, I figured maybe it was your first time.”
It was impossible to be actually mad at Gakuto, and he wasn’t actually wrong. Hiyoshi had sat up again by this point, and he looked away, blushing and frowning. “...it is.”
"I wish it was mine." The words tumbled out of Gakuto's mouth before he could even stop them. They were the truth, however. "There's nothing wrong with that, Hiyoshi."
“There’s nothing wrong with having it, either.” Hiyoshi eyed Gakuto in that quiet way he did when he was trying to figure something out. It was always the kind of look that was unintentionally piercing. Whether he found the answer to his internal query or not the look disappeared after a few moments, replaced by an even, calm, neutral one. “I do want to have sex with you, but we can go slow. Agreed?” Making it sound like it was a favour to both of them instead of just him helps Hiyoshi feel less self-conscious about the situation, though it’s not a conscious choice.
Gakuto nodded and moved closer, testing to see if physical comfort was okay for now. "I want us to never regret it, no matter what." He smiled coyly. "That being said…how far have you gone, then?"
It took a lot for Hiyoshi to withdraw consent for physical touch when it came to people he liked and trusted, so Gakuto was in the clear. He leaned in a bit in turn, his sign that closeness was still okay, but his face was still red and his eyes closed. “Fooling around. Hand jobs. That sort of thing.” And all in a very casual manner, he’d never gone nearly that far with his girlfriend.
"So…maybe that can be our line for now." Gakuto said. "Not saying we need to rush into even that…but feeling good isn't something we need to feel ashamed of… and when we are ready…I think we'll just know."
“Mmhph,” was Hiyoshi’s eloquent agreement. “We can lie down now if you want. I don’t have a problem anymore.”
Gakuto raised an eyebrow and then pinned Hiyoshi onto his back. "It wasn't a problem to begin with." He said. "And it won't be a problem if it happens again."
🐳 🐳 🐳 🐳
Summary of the rest: Hiyoshi is obsessed with Gakuto's hair and calls him pretty multiple times. Gakuto is Very Loud and asks Hiyoshi if he can call him Wakashi in private.
When: August 10th, while Niou is sleeping over with Tachibana
Where: Hiyoshi’s room
What: Movie watching and 🐳
Warning for heavy makeouts but it gets cut off before it gets to the 🐳 lol
Gakuto had been lazing around in his room when he got a message from Hiyoshi inviting him to his room. Apparently, Niou was definitely out for the night and they would be able to have some alone time.
Alone time.
Gakuto got a little fluttery in the stomach about that, which made him feel pretty dumb because it wasn’t like he was a virgin or anything. Still…He wasn’t trying to move too fast. Still, he wanted to spend as much time with Hiyoshi as he could so he gladly accepted the invitation. He grabbed his night bag just in case and headed over to Hiyoshi’s room, knocking once he arrived.
If Hiyoshi had started dating Gakuto earlier, they could have had the room to themselves as much as they wanted. Unfortunately it lined up with Niou moving back into their room, and after the reaction he’d had the first time he’d showed up to Gakuto being there, Hiyoshi’s polite side had won out and he’d respected Niou’s right to their room being a safe space (despite the fact that Niou still didn’t sleep there half the time.)
So Niou spending time with Tachibana was now something to be capitalized on, as weird as that whole situation was. Hiyoshi didn’t have any dirty ulterior motives, but after two powerpoints it was better to play things safe for a while. Things didn’t automatically become dirtier just because they were doing them in Hiyoshi’s bed. Probably.
Hiyoshi opened the door for Gakuto’s knock, noting the bag he brought with him but deciding to hold off from the snarky comments just yet, there would be lots of time for those. Instead he politely takes it from Gakuto, setting it down next to his desk, before picking his tablet off the bed. “I was looking through movies for ideas, but I realized I don’t know what you’ve seen.”
Gakuto was not used to this whole gentleman thing, but it was nice, so he let Hiyoshi take his bag. "Oh, just pick, like, three and I can tell you if I've seen them!" He grinned. "I would have just put my pajamas on right away if I knew movies were happening!"
Hiyoshi shrugged. “We can always do something else if you want, movies just seemed easy to do in the room.” And involved getting to sit right up close to each other. Nothing wrong with that. Still, he flicked through the options, narrowing down his movie choices.
"Movies are fine. I just like being comfy for them." Gakuto smiled, staring at the screen. "No Jurassic Park. Still thinking about Utahraptors." And nobody needed that.
“How about Jurassic World?” Hiyoshi didn’t look up from his tablet, voice completely deadpan. Yes, this was his idea of a joke. “Get changed then. I’m not going anywhere.”
Gakuto lightly punched Hiyoshi’s arms. "Don't be cheeky, Hiyokko." He said, going to grab his bag. He headed into the bathroom to get changed. His pajamas were a black tank top and shorts, foregoing his arm covers for the first time in ages. "Pick anything yet?" He asked when he came back in.
Hiyoshi glanced up for a second when Gakuto came back in the room, before swiping his tablet and passing it to Gakuto. It currently showed his ‘to watch’ list, and every one was some variety of paranormal, horror, or thriller. “How about one of these?”
Gakuto stared blankly at the screen. "God, all of these sound creepy…" He swiped through the choice before landing on one in the psychological thriller section. "This one might not be so bad…"
“They aren’t that bad. I took out all the scariest ones.” AKA the ones with the best ratings. The things Hiyoshi does for you, Gakuto.
Hiyoshi glanced at the screen, nodding at Gakuto’s choice. “That one looks good. Start it.” He was digging in his drawers a moment later, changing on the spot into a t-shirt and sweatpants with zero shame, and then grabbing a package from one of the drawers in his desk and settling down on the bed. The package: cookies. “I got these from Ohtori. They’re homemade, I think.”
Gakuto turned bright red and turned away when Hiyoshi started stripping. He waited until it sounded like Hiyoshi was done before he turned back around and went to sit on the bed. "Oh, cool. He bakes?"
“Maybe?” Hiyoshi shrugged. “They were vacuum packed so I figured he was sent them.” He stuffed a cookie into Gakuto’s mouth before reaching over for the pillows to make their spot more comfortable, then when everything was cozy he commanded the lights to shut off.
Gakuto nearly choked on the damn thing, and he glared at Hiyoshi. "What the fuck, you trying to murder me or something?" Maybe Hiyoshi just knew Gakuto would refuse to eat them now that he knew they were sent from Ohtori's family, probably.
Nope, Hiyoshi was just getting comfortable being a turd around Gakuto now. He took a bite of a cookie himself, propping the tablet up and getting the movie started. “Do you need me to pat you on the back?” He was only half kidding.
"No, you dick. I'm fine." Gakuto snorted, grabbing a pillow and curling around it. "Do that again though, and you might be missing a limb afterward."
Hiyoshi raised an eyebrow. “Sorry.” Gakuto said he was fine so Hiyoshi would drop it for now, but he’d remember to be more careful in the future. “If it makes you feel better, I’m going to have to sleep on all the crumbs you just spat up now.”
Gakuto laughed. "I'm not actually mad." He even dusted off the bed. "I always sit with pillows like this." He could see how it could have been misconstrued. "Although next time, just warn me. I'll eat out of your hand if you really want me to." He said with a wink.
Add that right there to the list of weird shit that turned Hiyoshi on. Good thing the lights were off so no one had to see him blush. The movie was also helpful as a distraction, since the credits were just ending, and the beginning elements of the movie started to be set up. Hiyoshi had a habit of getting very involved with movies he watched, and Gakuto was about to find out first hand that Hiyoshi wasn’t a silent movie-watcher with someone he was comfortable with. At least the thriller had nothing paranormal or alien involved– Hiyoshi was always the worst with those ones, especially when the movies were (in Hiyoshi’s opinion) inaccurate.
Apparently, Gakuto and Hiyoshi were a match made in heaven, because Gakuto was also a very talkative movie-watcher. He was also very reactive, and it didn’t take long for him to be wrapping his arms around Hiyoshi’s arm and gripping it in suspense.
It was a nice perk, Hiyoshi had to admit. The movie had some good twists and turns, it wasn’t bad by any means, but Gakuto’s high-strung reactions made it so much better. Good luck on getting Hiyoshi to agree to a non-suspenseful movie ever again.
By the time it was all finished, Hiyoshi was totally ramped up, (by his standards, anyway.) He was smirking like an idiot, riding the high of movie-induced adrenaline, and physical touch.
Gakuto’s heart was still racing. “That was way worse than I thought it would be!” He stared at Hiyoshi. “You did this on purpose. Did Jirou tell you how bad I am with scary movies?” This definitely seemed planned.
“That wasn’t even a horror movie, Gakuto-san.” Hiyoshi HAD intentionally picked something on the tamer side, but he wasn’t completely innocent of taking advantage of Gakuto’s fear of scary things, either. “Do you want to watch another one? I can pick one that’s actually scary this time.” He was teasing; the shit-eating smirk made that infinitely clear.
Gakuto glared up at him and pinched his arm. "No. I don't want to watch something scarier!!" He frowned at that smirk. "You just wanted a reason for me to be all up in your space."
Hiyoshi nodded, not even bothering to deny it. “You’re cute when you’re scared.”
Gakuto turned bright red. "How is being scared cute??" Especially since he was supposed to be learning how to defend himself.
“I don’t know, it just is. I’m not an expert on cuteness.” Hiyoshi started to lean into Gakuto’s space more, getting real close and face to face. “The blushing is cute, too.”
Gakuto’s heart nearly lept out of his chest. Hiyoshi had started getting real bold since their date. "Oh? And what are you going to do with me, since I'm so cute and scared?"
Asking Gakuto on a date had put a name to what they were (more or less), so in Hiyoshi’s mind there was no reason to tread carefully anymore. He was all in now, which meant lots of attention and teasing for Gakuto. “I’m going to hold you and kiss you, and maybe later I can draw a salt circle around the bed so no one steals your brain.” Yes, that was the note he was going in for a kiss on. Judge him as you will.
Gakuto rolled his eyes. "I don't know, maybe liking you means I don't have a brain…" He laughed and pulled Hiyoshi close. "How about less words and more kissing?"
Talking more just to be difficult was tempting, but kissing was more tempting, so Hiyoshi chose that and jumped right in. He was eager and insistent and held Gakuto nice and close, and it was a bit like he’s making up for years of ‘having it under control’. Gakuto was the outlet now, and Hiyoshi was going to make the most of it.
Gakuto wasn’t used to such intense kissing. Usually, the guys Gakuto hooked up with had no interest in making sure Gakuto felt good, and there certainly wasn’t much kissing. Gakuto eventually needed a moment to just breathe and turned his head away. “Wait…”
Well those guys were dicks because kissing Gakuto was awesome. Enough that Hiyoshi looked mildly annoyed when he had to stop. “What?”
Gakuto was catching his breath. “Sorry, couldn’t breathe…” He felt so stupid. He wasn’t expecting that annoyed look, however. “I’m okay now, sorry…” He would have to remember to breathe through his nose.
Sorry Gakuto, that was just Hiyoshi’s face, it wasn’t personal. “More cardio would improve your lung capacity,” he suggested, but Hiyoshi took the hint and went a bit easier on Gakuto this time, kissing and nipping up his jaw to his ear so he could have his fun but Gakuto could still breathe.
Gakuto laughed softly. “Yeah, yeah…” He sighed, unsure of what to do while Hiyoshi kissed him. He let out a moan when Hiyoshi nipped his ear. “You’re really bold today…” He said softly, hands running along Hiyoshi’s arms.
Hiyoshi cocked his head at the comment but didn’t stop, talking right into Gakuto’s ear as he continued. “Is it a problem?” Hiyoshi was curious to the answer but was clearly assuming it must not be, since he hadn’t loosened his grip on Gakuto’s waist even when he asked.
Gakuto gasped softly. “No…” He just wasn’t sure what changed. He didn’t think about it too much and just let himself enjoy it.
“Okay. If it’s a problem, tell me.” And in Hiyoshi’s mind, that solved everything. Life was so easy when you didn’t overthink things. Having no self-doubts let Hiyoshi do all sorts of things, like gently pushing Gakuto over and straddling him before going back to sucking on Gakuto’s neck this time.
Gakuto nodded, quite surprised that he was suddenly being straddled. This was very, very different from anything they had ever done, but Hiyoshi liked him, right? This was okay. Gakuto couldn’t help but make little noises as Hiyoshi kept kissing him, hands just touching any part of Hiyoshi he could to encourage him to keep going.
Yes, very nice. Gakuto touching him was nice. The little noises were nice. The whole thing was very nice, and honestly, isn’t that the entire point? Despite all his boldness, Hiyoshi wasn’t ready to go much further than this at the moment, but for now this was more than enough. Gakuto looked so cute underneath him, the mental picture alone would keep him going for weeks. But maybe he could improve on that mental picture just a little bit… grasping on to that thought
The sound that left Gakuto’s throat was a mix of a gasp and a moan and yet his body arched to get closer. Yeah, he was definitely responding to that now, and from where Hiyoshi was sitting, he had to have realized what was happening.
What’s a little boner between friends, right? Hiyoshi was guilty of the same thing right now, but unless Gakuto made it a big deal, in Hiyoshi’s mind it wasn’t one. That’s just one of the inevitabilities of having a good time, and unlike his experience with cis girls, he assumed Gakuto would naturally understand.
Hiyoshi continued to kiss and suck and lick at Gakuto’s neck until he decided he was done, and pulled back to check out his work. He stared at Gakuto beneath him and the bruised skin for a nearly unblinking thirty seconds, before rolling off and over Gakuto, laying face first in the mattress and groaning.
Gakuto laid there, quite confused now. “...Did…did I do something wrong?” He asked softly. That stare followed by hiding and groaning didn’t really send off “That was fun” vibes. He sat up, trying to read Hiyoshi’s body language. Yeah, he was definitely hiding.
“No,” came the muffled response from where Hiyoshi was still lying, regretting his life choices. He would move eventually, just give him time.
Gakuto felt just a little ill now. He placed a hand on Hiyoshi’s back. “Should I go?” He asked, cursing his voice for breaking.
That got Hiyoshi’s attention. He propped himself up on one elbow to look at Gakuto, eyebrow raised. “Why would you go?”
“...You just stopped and then hid your face.” Gakuto said. “...that means you want to stop, right? You…” Gakuto was so confused. “You seemed like you were really into it but then…”
“Gakuto-san.” Hiyoshi looked Gakuto right in the eyes. This was important. Gakuto needed to understand. “I am really horny right now.”
Gakuto blushed. Oh. “...So am I…” Gakuto mumbled. How could he not be, after Hiyoshi was sucking on his neck. “...I didn’t tell you that you had to stop…”
Once it’s clear Gakuto understands, Hiyoshi flops back down, but at least not face down this time. “I’m stopping while I’m still in control. We can go again if you want, but let me calm down first.”
Gakuto tilted his head. “Why do you need to be in control? You won’t ever have sex if you keep doing that.”
It was more than a little embarrassing having facts thrown in his face like that, but Hiyoshi gets Gakuto back with an equally innocent question of his own. “It’s the first time we’ve got to be alone together. Do you want to have sex already?”
Gakuto thought about it. “...I’m not ready.” He admitted. “...Because I really like you and sex is usually the last time I ever see the people who claim to be interested in me.” Gakuto sighed. “I know you wouldn’t do that…but it’s gonna be your first time, yeah?”
Hiyoshi immediately adopted the kind of petulant expression a five year old gets when an adult tells them they’re not old enough to drive a car. “Why do you think it’s my first time?”
Gakuto tried to think. He guessed he just thought it was, and now he felt like an idiot. “Oh…I just assumed…I’m sorry.” He did at least look apologetic. “You were just so nice and gentle, I figured maybe it was your first time.”
It was impossible to be actually mad at Gakuto, and he wasn’t actually wrong. Hiyoshi had sat up again by this point, and he looked away, blushing and frowning. “...it is.”
"I wish it was mine." The words tumbled out of Gakuto's mouth before he could even stop them. They were the truth, however. "There's nothing wrong with that, Hiyoshi."
“There’s nothing wrong with having it, either.” Hiyoshi eyed Gakuto in that quiet way he did when he was trying to figure something out. It was always the kind of look that was unintentionally piercing. Whether he found the answer to his internal query or not the look disappeared after a few moments, replaced by an even, calm, neutral one. “I do want to have sex with you, but we can go slow. Agreed?” Making it sound like it was a favour to both of them instead of just him helps Hiyoshi feel less self-conscious about the situation, though it’s not a conscious choice.
Gakuto nodded and moved closer, testing to see if physical comfort was okay for now. "I want us to never regret it, no matter what." He smiled coyly. "That being said…how far have you gone, then?"
It took a lot for Hiyoshi to withdraw consent for physical touch when it came to people he liked and trusted, so Gakuto was in the clear. He leaned in a bit in turn, his sign that closeness was still okay, but his face was still red and his eyes closed. “Fooling around. Hand jobs. That sort of thing.” And all in a very casual manner, he’d never gone nearly that far with his girlfriend.
"So…maybe that can be our line for now." Gakuto said. "Not saying we need to rush into even that…but feeling good isn't something we need to feel ashamed of… and when we are ready…I think we'll just know."
“Mmhph,” was Hiyoshi’s eloquent agreement. “We can lie down now if you want. I don’t have a problem anymore.”
Gakuto raised an eyebrow and then pinned Hiyoshi onto his back. "It wasn't a problem to begin with." He said. "And it won't be a problem if it happens again."
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Summary of the rest: Hiyoshi is obsessed with Gakuto's hair and calls him pretty multiple times. Gakuto is Very Loud and asks Hiyoshi if he can call him Wakashi in private.
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