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Hizashi couldn't focus on the movie for the life of him.
Not with his boyfriend pressed up to his side and so warm against him.
They had decided to watch a movie at Hizashi's place since they both wanted to hang out but didn't exactly have the money or motivation to actually go out and do anything. The film was some cult classic Hizashi has seen a million times and was now forcing Shouta to watch because "It's a classic! How have you NOT seen it?!"
That's how they ended up in Hizashi's bed, Shouta curled up under Hizashi's arm, messy hair splayed across his shoulder as Hizashi gently played with the dark locks. He'd be sure Shouts was asleep had the smaller boy not been idly fidgeting with the blondes fingers which were resting on his stomach.
Prime long term cuddle position.
Hizashi thought that was all he wanted, but the longer he spent thinking about how close Shouta was, the more he thought about how alone they were. All Hizashi could think about was how his parents wouldn't be home for at least a few hours. How soft Shouta's hair feels tangled in his fingers.
One would think that he'd just ask his boyfriend if he's in the mood for-well... something. Except they hadn't really gone further than quick make outs and while Shouta had never really shown signs of disinterest, he hadn't really tried to initiate anything himself.
So here Hizashi lays, with Shrōdingers Sexual Frustration innocently snuggled up next to him while he tries to think of a casual way to ask his own boyfriend if he can touch his dick.
What if he's not ready and thinks I'm pushing him?
What if he's not even into sexual stuff?
What if he's just not into sexual stuff with Hizashi?!
Oh God how would he even deal with that kind of rejection this far in-
"'Zashi." Shouta's monotone voice causes his thoughts to come to a chaotic, crashing halt.
"Yes, honey?" Hizashi asks, trying to sound casual.
"What are you stressing about?" Shouta asks, eyes still fixed to the T. V. screen.
"What do you mean, muffin?" If he acts normal Shouta definitely won't be able to pick up on his sudden panicked train of thought.
The dark haired boy lifts his head to look Hizashi in the eyes with an unimpressed look. The taller registers, just then, that his hands have turned to fists, thoroughly disrupting the small fidgets the two were sharing.
"Alright, alright, you got me. Nothing gets past you, babe." Hizashi gives a sheepish smile as his boyfriend hums and lays his head back down on his chest. Hizashi knows this doesn't mean the subject is dropped but he hopes anyways.
"So? What is it?" There it was.
"It's nothing really! Just... "Hizashi lets his tone grow serious as he continues. "You'd obviously stop me or let me know if I did anything you weren't completely okay with, right?"
"Well it's not really my place to tell you what you can and can't do. You do lots of things I wouldn't do, that doesn't mean you have to-"
"No, no, I mean like, physically if I invaded your space or tried to kiss you, you'd tell me if you didn't want me to right?"
"Of course, it's not like I haven't stopped you before." Shouta says boredly.
Hizashi remembered all the times he has tried to kiss Shouta in the school hallways and how 90% of the time he ends up with a palm in his face shoving him away. How Shouta had never been mad about it, just reminding him, silently, that he's not exactly big on PDA.
'I don't even know what I was worried about' Hizashi thinks to himself as he smiles and tightens his hold on his boyfriend.
"Why do you ask?" Shouta asks.
Instead of answering, Hizashi uses the arm wrapped around him to nudge the other boy's chin up to face him and presses a soft kiss to smaller's lips.
When Shouta doesn't pull away or object, Hizashi continues to kiss him. Gentle, open mouthed kisses.
The blonde feels a hand come up to cup his cheek and grins as he feels the other let out a shuddering breath against his mouth.
They rest their foreheads together to breathe before Hizashi goes in again to deepen the kiss and uses a hand on Shouta's hip to roll him onto his back.
Dark hair no longer splayed on his shoulder but now spread around his pillow as Hizashi leans over him. Shouta wraps his arms around the taller's shoulders to pull him closer, tongue darting out to press back into the mouth against his. Hizashi places his hands on his hips and rubs slow circles where his shirt had started to ride up. They were still wearing their button ups and uniform pants from coming straight from school.
When they pull apart to breathe, Hizashi feels like he can't catch his breath. Not with his boyfriend laying under him in his bed, face flushed and gasping through kiss swollen lips. Hizashi wanted to burn the image in front of him into his brain forever. Save it and make it his screen saver or something because this is definitely the most beautiful thing he's ever seen.
A pair of hooded eyes meets another, triggering Hizashi back into action. Now that he'd had a taste, he wanted more. Wanted to properly appreciate every piece of the other he was allowed.
Hizashi dropped a quick kiss on Shouta's lips again before he moved on. He gave a peck to each of Shouta's warm cheeks, then pressed open mouthed kisses along his jaw. The blonde feels hands fist into the back of his shirt and the jaw under his mouth clench. He spares a glance at the others face to gauge the reaction and sees Shouta biting down on his lower lip, eyes unfocused and holy shit Shouta has to be an actual angel.
Hizashi suddenly realizes how tight his pants are as he continues to make his way down the other boys neck, sucking light bruises into the soft skin. He keeps his focus on Shouta, though because now there's a hand clutching at his hair to hold him in place and he hears the tiniest of whines come from the throat under his mouth.
Hizashi's hands sneak further up the button up and he can feel the muscles twitching under his steady touch, determined to see if he can get the dark haired boy to make more noises because he'd never thought about Shouta being vocal but with the effort he was putting into silencing himself it was a very real, very enticing possibility.
However, getting Shouta to let himself make some noise was proving to be difficult, even as Hizashi bit down on his collarbone. He soothed the bite with his tongue and ran a hand up Shouta's thigh. With a gasp, Shouta's hand shot up to clamp over his own mouth, his adams apple bobbing with the effort of swallowing down the sounds.
Pulling away from Shouta's neck, Hizashi sighed and gently pulled the hand away from his mouth, lacing their fingers together. He pressed a kiss to the others knuckles before he spoke, catching his eyes
"Babe, could you please stop that." Hizashi said. His voice sounded rough to his own ears and Shouta's eyes widened a bit when he spoke.
"Stop what?" He asked back sounding breathless and like he had just been sleeping for twelve days. Hizashi felt warm all over and licked his lips.
Hizashi cleared his throat and nodded towards their joined hands. "That. Trying to hide all those pretty little noises." He freed his hand, started popping the buttons on Shouta's shirt and mouthing at the new exposed skin. "I want to hear you." He mumbled against the other's sternum.
A weak moan escaped Shouta's mouth as he felt the hand still on his thigh climb a little higher and squeeze. "It's awkward... And embarrassing.. "
"Or it could be a total turn on for your boyfriend." Hizashi said near Shouta's ear. Then he pulled back to look the other in the eye. "I mean obviously, if it makes you uncomfortable you don't have to but I definitely wouldn't laugh or anything if that's what you're thinking."
Shouta seemed to ponder his words for a moment before giving a small shrug.
Taking that as a no, Hizashi went back to kissing at the others mouth and let the hand on Shouta's thigh creep up to tease at edge of his pants.
Hizashi's heart pounded as he tried to get the courage to actually go for it, his boyfriend was clearly into this. He could stop right away if it wasn't okay.
Hizashi took a deep breath and slipped his hand between Shouta's legs to rub at the bulge in his pants. The blonde would feel relieved that the other actually was reacting if his brain didn't fucking short circuit.
As soon as he squeezed at Shouta through his pants, the boy under him yanked him closer and moaned into Hizashi's mouth as his hips pushed back at his hand. It was still a little shy but holy hell was it heard. And felt!
Hizashi pulled back a bit to let his jaw drop in awe.
After a few seconds of eye contact, Shouta, noticeably redder than before, mumbled "See? I told you it was weird."
Hizashi immediately scoffed and pressed their foreheads together. "Like hell it was. Do it again." He said voice low, pupils blown wide.
He quickly repeated the action and received a loud, needy moan in response and Hizashi's felt his hips buck forward. "Whoa."
'I have to hear more of that.' Hizashi thought as he made it his life's duty to undo Shouta's zipper and shove his hand into his pants. A gasp. A whine.
When Hizashi's squeezes the dick in his hand, he gets another, higher moan and when he finally starts stroking, Shouta pants out another.
"Ah! 'Zashi... " His hips canting to meet the hand on him.
"Holy shit." Hizashi groans and buries his face in Shouta's neck because he's pretty sure he could cum just from the way his name tumbles out of Shouta's mouth.
"Goddamn, I could hear you forever." He breathes and his neglected dick hurts but there's no way in hell he'd take his hands off Shouta at this point because everything about him is so beautiful. The way he's letting out pretty little moans and gasps with more confidence. The way he whines and squeezes his legs around Hizashi when he slows down. Hizashi wants to get his mouth on him but it's a bit late for that. Next time.
"I think-hah! -you're exaggerating a bit-mmph!!" Hizashi cuts his boyfriend off with a kiss, licking into Shouta's mouth.
"Tell that to my dick." Hizashi says against his lips and hears the other moan out his name again as he flicks his thumb over the others head.
Hizashi feels shaky hands undo his belt and presses against them and it's all he can do not to cum immediately because Shouta is touching him and rubbing his dick differently than Hizashi does to himself. But it's new and good-wait amazing actually. Fucking spectacular as Shouta shoves both his hands into Hizashi's pants.
He speeds up his own jerking and bites down on Shouta's neck again because he can already tell he's going to cum embarrassingly fast.
"Jesus Shouta.!" Hizashi all but growls and he's cumming all over his boyfriends hands and he can't stop kissing him in between every breath they take. But he doesn't stop his hand until Shouta cums too with a stuttering moan.
It takes a solid minute for either boy to catch their breath and say anything. The one to break the silence is Shouta, holding up his sticky hands like he doesn't know what to do with them.
"Gross."
"Yeah. I'll let you borrow some pants or something. I'll go get a towel." Hizashi says but makes no move to get up.
"'Zashi." Shouta whines, well, a Shouta whine, and the blonde finally sits up.
When he returns with pants and a wet towel, the other boy just holds his hands out for the other to clean them.
"You know it'd be easier to just go wash your hands like I did." Hizashi says with an amused smile plastered on his face.
"Mm. I'm tired." Is Shouta's only defense. "Also, is that why you were asking that stuff?"
"What do you mean?" Hizashi's face goes red. Now that he had actually initiated, he felt like his concerns we're kinda dumb.
"The whole thing about me telling you if I'm uncomfortable with things."Shouta explained as he kicked off his school pants and grabbed at the boxers and sweat pants Hizashi had handed him.
"Uh... Yeah. I don't know why I was so weird about it. I just didn't know how to see if you were interested in this kind of stuff since we've never done it before."
Shouta nodded thoughtfully as he wrapped himself in the comforter. "Thanks for asking. I'm interested. Now come here. I'm taking a nap."