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The two who stared at each other on the couch weren't sure where they were at this point, but they knew that the body across from them looked appetizing. Their eyes tried so hard to stay focused but it was hard when they had no control over their brains or twitching limbs.
It was supposed to be a normal night out once upon a time. A few drinks, get too frisky with a few girls they'd never remember the names of, hang out with friends and they would loathe the morning hangover.
It was like that for a while. When they arrived it was light out, music was playing but not too loud and people were drinking beers, scattered across a home he forgot the owner of.
However, his friends had different ideas as soon as the sun went out for the night. Music was turned up, rainbow lights started dancing against the walls, Hinata felt like he was right back in college.
They did drink a little, but more than that.
It started innocently enough. His friend Souda walked up to him with a grin on his face. The guy was a good dude, and a few of his other friends were scattered around.
"Hey man!" The pink haired man shouted over the music, and Hinata immediately noticed how stoned he was, "Hey! What's up?"
"You gotta try this bud man!" His friend said, his red eyes staring at him with a lopsided grin on his face. Hinata narrowed his eyes, thinking back to the time he danced naked on a table the last time he was high, "I dunno man, I don't do drugs that much."
"Just for tonight? I promise you, this feels a lot better in the morning!"
Well, Hinata was convinced all too easily. Souda was right, this was better than a hangover.
The person he had been close to, his schoolmate Komaeda, gave them a confused look.
He and Komaeda had gone to college together. It was hard to get used to him, but after Hinata found out they worked in the same building he gave up old grudges.
"Someone brought marijuana? Like, really?" The man asked, his eyes curious and way too telling of his want to try some.
"Hell yeah, you want some too?" Souda asked, and Komaeda glanced at Hinata. Hinata gave a shrug, he didn't mind if Komaeda came along, free drugs were always the best to pass around.
"I guess so."
So off the three went to a group of people in the corner.
It was hard to notice from far away, but once you got anywhere near them it was way too noticeable. It reeked of straight weed when they got closer.
It smelled horrid, but as the people looked up, he felt quite welcome as everyone in the circle got a blazed grin on their face. He forgot some druggies were quite nice people.
"You guys here to smoke?" One girl asked, and he nodded as he scooted forward with Komaeda close behind, joining the tightly knit circle. Some people scooted over to make room for them, Souda falling into his probable prior spot.
The girl chuckled, her eyelashes nearly covering her eyes, "Someone pass the brunette the blunt."
He waited for a few seconds before the item in question appeared in his hand from the person who had it before.
"Ever smoked a blunt before?" The guy next to him asked, and he shook his head, "Just a joint. I have done pot a few times, I guess."
"Ooh. Okay, here, you know then. Four seconds, hold for a few, and breathe out." The person explained, and he nodded as he held the blunt to his lips, taking a long drag from the blunt as he watched the end burn. He was nearly mesmerized, and he didn't taste anything.
He held it for a few seconds before he exhaled, and on came the burning almost immediately which filled him with regret. He tried to not cough, and the man next to him laughed loudly, "Breathe out a few more times, go on."
He didn't have to be told twice. He forced air out of his lungs again, horrified as even more smoke exited his mouth. He forgot that there was always excess and the minimum time's to breathe out was three.
The burning hurt so bad and he felt like he was choking, but not really. He passed the blunt to Komaeda quickly before shoving his mouth into his sleeve, coughing violently to get rid of all the smoke.
"Hahah! Someone get the dude water."
It didn't take long before he gratefully took the water bottle offered to him, downing it quickly before he coughed a few more times, taking a deep inhale as he felt a smack on his shoulder. He glanced over in confusion at the spike of pain.
"You did that well, man!" The man said, and he recognized Souda immediately. He rolled his eyes, unamused, "I forgot this shit hurts."
"No kidding. I think you inhaled too long." He chuckled, "Either way, I had no idea you did weed before?"
"College is all I have to say."
Souda barked a laugh and nodded, while Hinata glanced to Komaeda, who was already inhaling with big, innocent eyes. The end of the tip burned and lit his dark face.
Well, for a few seconds he looked ethereal. After that….not so much.
Komaeda nearly chucked the blunt at someone before he doubled over, coughing his lungs up loudly as a few people broke out laughing. Hinata immediately rushed to him, leaning him back up and shoving the water bottle into his hands.
"Deep breaths, you can't die like this." Hinata sighed as Komaeda began downing the bottle, looking horrified as he pulled it away from his lips and gave a few more coughs.
"Holy shit." Komaeda replied, his voice choking up as he gave Hinata a look, "Ouch."
Hinata chuckled as he patted Komaeda's back supportively as the man seemed to calm down, "How long did you inhale?"
"... Probably too long."
Hinata laughed as the group congratulated them, and Hinata didn't need more than a few seconds to realize he was already starting to feel...feel something. It hasn't been that long, so he wondered if this was a pure strain.
He couldn't explain it, but it was definitely there. His eyes wanted to close but not actually close and he felt fine but not.
"Thanks guys," He said properly as Komaeda looked completely winded, "He'll be more prepared next time."
The group broke out laughing, and Souda rolled his eyes at them as Komaeda gave another cough, "Go on, love birds. You guys inhaled enough."
"We are not lovebirds." He huffed as the two of them walked off, waving goodbyes to the kind strangers before they went back off to the couch they had been near before Souda interuppted them.
"You feeling it too?" Hinata asked as Komaeda glanced at him, and Komaeda nodded, "Yeah. Definitely."
So now here the two were.
It had been only about ten minutes after the initial hit, but goddamn that must have been a potent strain because he felt way up there.
Hinata stared at Komaeda, and slowly the man started to turn 2D, which freaked him out a little. His eyes glanced around as he tried to remember if things were 3D naturally or if he was crazy.
Komaeda laughed at him loudly, making Hinata confused and refocus, "What's funny?"
"You look so scared." Komaeda cackled, and Hinata glared at him, his mind in too many places to be coherent, "Shut up."
Komaeda sat up a bit more and leaned towards him, a sly grin on his face. He was definitely high, probably feeling the same thing as the brunette.
Hinata shook his head as Komaeda's face neared his, his heart racing, "Don't even, I think I'm hard. Like, seriously, I don't know why."
"What? From me?"
"I don't know, it just happened." He said as he glanced down as his pants, bewildered at the suddenness. They weren't teenagers anymore so popping a borner from thin air was a little crazy, "It's like a rock. This is super weird."
"Oh, me too." Komaeda noted, his voice low and sounding exhausted even if he didn't look tired, "I wonder if it's the weed."
"Maybe, your eyes are already pink." Hinata chuckled as he pointed, and Komaeda glared at him and shoved his face closer to Hinata's, as if to be threatening, "Your eyes are redder."
"Your face is red."
"Are you trying to seduce me?"
"Well, I wouldn't say that," He replied as he leaned forward, pressing their foreheads together as his body did whatever it wanted as his mind spun, "But kissing sounds pretty nice."
"Wanna kiss?"
"Yeah."
They had no idea how they got there but they couldn't tell, the world taking circles around their bodies.
That wasn't the worst the two did that night. This was only the start of the night, and this was the first mistake they had made, their hazy brains just wanted to feel the warmth of someone else.
They kissed a little too passionately for people who considered them only friends, but they didn't know the difference when they were high and with too much alcohol in their systems.
They kissed with too much want, a little too much drool, and way too much tongue.
Komaeda leaned over Hinata, whose back was pressed into the couch they were hoarding, his jacket nearly hiding the man underneath him. Komaeda surrounded him, his hands on either side of the brunette, as if he was a prize possession. It was animalistic and it was hard to control and fuck neither of them cared, inhibitions to the wind.
Hinata wasn't completely hidden though, his legs wrapped around Komaeda's lower half as he grinded with a too much desperation, loving the sparks filling his body when they hit it right. His arms wrapped around Komaeda's neck, pulling him down whenever he tried to breathe for too long, throwing his tongue into his mouth.
It was too needy, they both tasted each other's mouths as they smelled the marijuana on each other's breath. Their exhales mixed together, making them lack oxygen to fuel the high even more as they searched for more pleasure and more of each other.
Neither could think straight, both literally and figuratively, when their hands were on each other. Their faces were coated in drool, their eyes half lidded from being stoned and after-makeout session haze, breathing into each other as they wanted more. They needed 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.
They were dripping with sweat from the heat of each other, their bottoms screaming for dear life to try to keep it in their pants. It nearly hurts to keep it like this.
However, before they could even consider the possibilities of something too far, there were a few claps of people and someone leaning over the couch at them.
Komaeda and Hinata glanced over to notice people had been staring. Probably because they were taking up a couch.
They may have forgotten they were in public and not on Mars. Oops.
Next Hinata recognized Souda again. Why does this dude keep popping up? He's ruining the mood.
"Hey, you guys can't be banging in the couch." He scolded as he leaned over the two threateningly, "I'll call you guys a ride, there's no way you two won't be fucking and like hell you're doing it in a spare bedroom."
Hinata whined loudly, and Komaeda just giggled as if his face wasn't painted red, a lazy smile on him, "Okaaaay."
"Alright. I'll let you guys know when it's here." Souda said as he started shoo'ing Komaeda off of Hinata, "Let's distract you guys with some snacks, yeah? Ever tried an edible?"
So that's how they got blazed. What was meant to be a drinking party involving girls, ended with their minds swarming from illegal drugs and getting way too involved with each other.
The ride got there about ten minutes later after they had taken a bite or two of what they forgot was an edible, not leaving the two enough time to sneak away to go makeout again before Souda shoved them out of the house and told Hinata to text him in the morning.
He didn't want to leave the party, not yet when the lights made his eyes see stars, but when Komaeda grabbed his wrist he was right off towards the vehicle.
It was apparently someone's friend, maybe because the two were high as fuck and couldn't get in a public transportion ride for fear of drug use accusations. That would suck a little but.
So they both slid in, thanking the driver who asked for Komaeda's address, since apparently they weren't going to Hinata's place, and off they went.
The driver explicitly told Hinata to sit shotgun, putting Komaeda in the other seat behind him so they couldn't get touchy again. Komaeda faintly wonders if Souda told the driver something, but he wouldn't say he cares enough to remember the thought a few moments later.
Eventually they got out of the car, about twenty minutes going by. Not that the two would notice, they ended up staring off into space and feeling like they were about to explode.
Once they stopped in front, they finally got up and thanked the driver a lot and said strange things like they owe the person their lives. The driver just laughed and said to have a good night, which didn't take more than a second for Komaeda to wiggle his eyebrows at Hinata, who was trying to keep himself from dissociating.
He did give Komaeda a sharp elbow in the side though.
The two walked inside the large, large home. Komaeda ended up leading him down a familiar hallway which led them towards the albinos bedroom after they kicked off their shoes and locked the front doors.
Hinata loved Komaeda's place. He's here often, for one reason or another, and it's a pleasure every time. He had a cat or two somewhere around here, but they were probably digging around upstairs.
The house is modern and not overly fancy, and he loved Komaeda's bedroom since it was on the bottom floor.
They made it inside of said room, and he felt immediately at peace. The room was full of paintings, pictures of him and Komaeda, pictures of Komaeda and other people they both know, just a picture of Komaeda during his graduation, and a picture of him and Komaeda are graduation.
Komaeda closed the door as Hinata and he walked inside, and Hinata glanced at the bed after staring at the photos, taking a few steps to readmire the place. His eyes were so heavy, and the bed looked so plush and comfortable.
He could fall asleep just looking at it and he was really tempted to do so, before he was distracted.
He let out a surprised noise as hands touched his waist, pulling him from his thoughts. He glanced back quickly to see Komaeda smiling at him coyly, his pink eyes narrowed ever so slightly in what Hinata couldn't tell was either a high or lust.
It went straight to his lower half as he remembered what they had come here for, he had nearly forgotten.
Hinata exhaled as the hands messaged his hips ever so softly, and he leaned back into the figure. He didn't think of anything at all except how to make himself feel good, all inhibitions lost to time, and he couldn't think of a way to care.
Komaeda didn't take long before his hands were crawling up underneath Hinata's shirt, cold fingers lingering around his torso and dragging themselves along his v-line. He swallowed thickly before raising his arms up to allow the article of fabric to be discarded, tossed somewhere to be forgotten about.
He felt Komaeda's breath on his skin as Komaeda's head rested on Hinata's shoulder, and Hinata shuddered as the man spoke, "Wow, Hinata, you're really cute."
"You never told me this before." Hinata murmured as he watched pale hands crawl up his stomach, making him shiver while Komaeda chuckled and hesitated near his chest, "Call me nervous."
"You don't seem so nervous now."
"I'm high as fuck and vodkas swimming in my stomach. I don't think anyone can be nervous like this." He murmured as he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss onto Hinata's shoulder, getting a pleased noise from the brunette.
The room was only illuminated slightly by the open window letting in moonlight. With his vision dancing he could barely see anything and it was making him a little upset he could barely see Komaeda's hands on him.
"Can we turn on a light or something?" Hinata murmured, and Komaeda suddenly stood up straight, his hands loosening from Hinata, "Candle on the nightstand."
Hinata nodded and the two walked over towards the bed, a more preferable spot to have these kinds of endeavors.
Hinata plopped over first and started scooting the pillows and blankets out of their way, piling them in a corner. Well, not all the pillows of course, but enough their bodies wouldn't be covered. Komaeda slept with a lot of pillows and his blankets were way too fluffy for this.
His eyes glanced over as suddenly a lighter went off with a shtck sound, before it lit what he noticed was in fact a candle. The flame danced as the pale man set back down the lighter before turning back over to face him.
"Well this sets the mood doesn't it?" Hinata murmured as Komaeda finally faced him, a smile on his lips as they crawled towards the center of the bed, "You set the mood a long time ago."
Making out was the only thing they seemed to do for a long, long time. Like a drug similar to the one they had taken earlier, they could stop tasting each other as if this was the only way they would live.
It felt like hours passed between them, lips smushed and dicks separated by cloth grinded together, they moaned and gasped and wanted each other so bad.
Finally Komaeda was the one to let go first, too hard to keep up the foreplay, heaving heavily as he placed kisses down to Hinata's neck while the brunette made quick work of snatching his shirt and forcing it off of the males body.
It wasn't easy, since Komaeda kept trying to lick Hinata's neck, but it did eventually happen and Komaeda sat up a little to throw it away.
"You're so skinny, I could trace you like a picture." Hinata noted as his eyes lingered around the man, who suddenly looked bashful, "Yeah, I guess so."
"You can't get embarrassed now." Hinata teased as he placed his hands on Komaeda's flat stomach, and Komaeda rolled his eyes and bent down again, going for Hinata's throat like it was the perfect canvas. It practically was.
Hinata groaned through closed teeth before he took a sharp inhale, question on his tongue, "So, what, am I taking this?"
"If that's what you want, I certainly wouldn't mind." Komaeda replied, a teasing tone to his words, leaving a breath against the brunette's neck to make him shudder, "Okay, I'll take it."
The next ten, maybe fifteen minutes were spent between the two as they undressed each other, and continued kissing and touching as if they were teenagers with pent up frustration.
Komaeda took off Hinata's pants, Hinata got power hungry and took off Komaeda's pants and boxers off at the same time, and Komaeda grinned against him as he was deliberate with taking off Hinata's.
They didn't know how long it has been since they had even gotten into the room, but it felt like hours they spent together, teasing and tasting and unable to get enough.
"Hurry up." Hinata demanded with a whisper, very upset at this turn of events, and Komaeda just rested his cheek against Hinata's thigh as his finger up and down the very obviously aching bump.
He noticed the patch of freckles littering his skin, sort of like stars. If Komaeda had the time he'd count every one of them, instead flicking his eyes back up with a teasing smile, "Why in such a rush?"
"Fuck, because I'm horny and higher than the moon." Hinata groaned, Komaeda's fingers running across him driving him crazy. He couldn't get any harder than he was right now, but it felt like he could the more Komaeda touched him.
"Stop messing around." He hissed, and Komaeda rolled his eyes but grabbed the hem of his boxers, pulling them down and throwing them off to the floor somewhere. Hinata twitched when the cold air touched his dick, but he felt a little nervous and had second thoughts as Komaeda stared at him.
"What?" He huffed, getting a bit angry with the staring and unable to keep himself in check from aggressive, and Komaeda's eyes flickered to him, "Sorry, you're just really pretty."
"I'm unshaven, that's what." Hinata grumbled, and Komaeda smiled, "It's alright Hinata, you're not that bad. I'm a few days behind myself. I do like your happy trail, very cute." Komaeda smiled as his head dipped back down, his finger starting at his belly button and tracing the thin line of dark hair until it led to the main event.
The action made his stomach muscles flinch, and Hinata winced as he felt Komaeda's breath against him, "Thanks, your hair is too white for me to see yours."
"Very funny." Komaeda huffed as he ran a finger down Hinata's shaft, causing the pent up man to let out a frustrated whine. Celebrating the man's lack of verbal complaining, Komaeda leaned over and licked the head experimentally, grabbing the base with his right hand.
"Did you shower today?" Komaeda asked as he licked harsher after his words, and Hinata narrowed his eyes in adorable confusion, "I did, before we left."
"Oh, I see." Komaeda laughed as he smiled onto Hinata's cock, before accepting the head between his lips. It was clean of everything except unavoidable sweat, after all, he wouldn't mind doing something to keep his mouth full.
Hinata throbbed against his tongue, and Komaeda wanted more of the sensation, to feel him against his mouth.
He wanted to get to the best part quickly as well, but messing with Hinata just made him so satisfied, like he could stay like this forever.
Kissing and touching and licking the brunette all over, hearing and earning noises of pleasure all went straight to Komaeda's dick.
He licked slowly and deliberately, or moving his hands below his lips, and Hinata enjoyed every second of the attention.
It took a lot of mental power to not get carried away, his brain going into autopilot every once and a while from the cannabis as his hands and mouth did magic he didn't know he possessed.
However, it didn't take long until he had to let go. Hinata was all too sensitive, and now it's heightened thanks to the marijuana and the drinks they had.
He didn't want to spoil the fun and make him too sensitive before they even started. That would be disappointing.
"Alright, now for the harder part." Komaeda murmured, and Hinata took in a long breath before replying shakily, his face pinched, "What?"
"Well, like, forecare. You know."
"Shiittt, I forgot about that." Hinata said as his head smacked against the pillow he was laying on in defeat, and Komaeda giggled as he sat back up fully, "Dooon't worry. You're lucky I have lube."
"I don't feel any better knowing you have lube laying around."
"What else should a man have around?" Komaeda huffed as he leaned back to the desk drawer, pulling it open before shutting it with the item in hand, "Butter?"
"Don't say that, I accidently watched a porn video like that." Hinata groaned as Komaeda pushed his muscular legs apart, and Komaeda narrowed his eyes as he shimmied between them, "How do you accidently watch that?"
"It didn't say butter as lube in the title, what was I to expect?" Hinata huffed as Komaeda popped open the bottle and thoroughly coated his fingers, and he chuckled as he poured some on Hinata for good measure. The brunette jumped at the coldness, and gave him a glare in return.
"I think it'd be fine." Komaeda joked as he reached his finger pointer towards the twitching ring of muscle, "Dont you want to be fucked with butter?"
"Not particularly." Hinata hissed, but his mouth clamped shut as Komaeda breached the muscle, much to its displeasure. Ignoring the tightness of it wanting him out, he wiggled his finger around to properly coat the inside with lube.
"Jesus Christ." Hinata grumbled as his head rested against the pillow, an arm going to cover his eyes, and Komaeda narrowed his eyes, "It's only one finger."
"I don't shove my fingers up my ass all the time, do you know how weird this feels? Fuck it's cold."
Komaeda tried not to, but giggled at his reaction, unable to control it as his mind was completely zoned into the way his fingers felt inside of Hinata. It was a weird sensation for him, and he didn't waste much time shoving another lube covered finger inside.
Hinata hissed at him, but he didn't pay any mind as he wiggled his fingers, attempting to scissor them. It didn't really work the first time, so he attempted a few more times until it started to give a bit more leeway.
"You've gotta relax." Komaeda sighed as he used his other hand to gently rub his thigh, a gesture of comfort, and Hinata was peeved, "It's hard when someone's digging around inside of me."
"Come on, it's not so bad." Komaeda pouted as he leaned back over Hinata, but kept his fingers inside the man, "You just have to calm down."
"I'm calm." Hinata muttered bitterly, but Komaeda felt a noticeable difference as he leaned down and the two sets of lips locked tightly.
Komaeda poked his tongue into Hinata's mouth, and Hinata gratefully accepted the offer as Komaeda began to push the fingers in and take them back out. He has hopes some kissing would make him relax again, and it seems his plans are working.
After a while of success, he went back to the scissoring motion to thoroughly stretch him out.
"Fuck." Hinata cursed again as they took a breather, and Komaeda kissed the corner of Hinata's mouth gently, with more love than he expected, "Does it feel better yet?"
"Yeah, I guess. When is this gonna be over?"
"Once I find it."
"Find what?" Hinata asked, but Komaeda didn't reply as he kissed the man again to shut up and further questioning.
Shoving his other fingers back, back far enough to be a little painful, he connected his palm with Hinata's skin and felt around inside of him, searching for it. He had two fingers at his disposal and he would be finding it if it's the last thing he did.
He pushed down deeper, before he felt his fingers were close to it. The little bundle of nerves, he finally found Hinata's prostate and he nearly felt like a kid during Christmas. His eyes flickered back up to watch Hinata's expression as he rubbed his fingers against the nerves.
It was a mix of shock and pleasure, like he was horrified when something felt good suddenly. His eyes widened and his mouth opened to let out a yelp, his dazed off eyes suddenly focused back on Komaeda as his head raised.
"What the fuck!?" Hinata gasped, and Komaeda grinned slyly as he curled his fingers a bit, "I found your prostate."
"I forgot about that thing." Hinata grumbled as he laid back down, satisfied with an answer, and Komaeda laughed as he ran his fingers over the bump again, hearing the brunette's sharp inhale in response.
"Feels good, doesn't it?" He asked, and Hinata glared at him, "More than I care to admit sober."
"Hehe. Okay, okay, I think you should be…able to not tear." He hummed as he took out his fingers, rubbing away the excess lube onto his own leg. He didn't care, not nearly when he was getting an eyeful of something he never imagined he'd get the pleasure of viewing.
Hinata sat up, fully, blinking at the sensation left behind, and stared at Komaeda, "Okay."
Komaeda went to grab the bottle again, before he paused slightly and glanced back at Hinata, who gave him a curious look as he wiped his forehead of sweat.
"I don't have any condoms."
"...Oh. Well, it'll be fine right? We both don't have STD or I's." Hinata asked, and Komaeda thought for a second before he nodded, "I guess it'll be fine. You're like, sure, right?"
"Duh."
Komaeda rolled his eyes as he grabbed the bottle, before peering at Hinata as he outstretched the bottle, "Shall you help me?"
"With what?" Hinata asked, and Komaeda waved the bottle with a teasing look, "Lube me, won't you? I've touched you all over, so return the favor."
Hinata's face blushed brighter, but the man grabbed the bottle a little too aggressively and poured the cold substance into his hands anyways before tossing away the bottle.
Ooh hw people become more comfortable when they're high is a miracle, because sober Hinata would not nearly be this brazen.
Hinata, lost to the heat they share when they touch each other, wrapped his cold and sticky hands around Komaeda. Komaeda bit his lip at the sensation, and how fucking cold it was, before taking a quick inhale as Hinata's hands moved.
Rocking themselves up and down with more care than necessary, Hinata's brown eyes were staring at Komaeda's pale and flushed cock. He shuddered under the attention, leaning into the brunette who worked his hands the same way he would on his own body.
It filled him with sharp sparks, imaging Hinata using these same, delicate hands on his own body.
Komaeda soon grabbed the brunette's wrists, swallowing thickly, "Don't get too carried away, I'll cum before I'm even inside."
Hinata smirked at him and wiped his wet hands on Komaeda's hips in reply, which he didn't say he minded. Hinata's hot and soft skin against his, barely separated by the lube, he loved every second of positive attention. He wanted more and he wanted to be touched like a fragile vase, but all the more he wanted to run his hands all along the naked boy right in front of him and treat him like royalty.
Leaning forward, he pushed a hand into the tan chest and gave a hard shove to knock it against the mattress. Hinata huffed at him, but didn't give a complaint as Komaeda shimmied in between his legs.
"Just relax." Komaeda cooed as he rested his hands on Hinata thighs, pulling them up a bit as he slowly rested his head against the ringed muscle again, glancing up at Hinata, "Ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be." He murmured, and Komaeda didn't need much more confirmation. Hinata's legs guided him into the correct position, and his eyes were locked on them.
Pushing in was a little awkward, grinding his hips as well as he could without putting Hinata in too much pain, who kept gasping and whining at every inch he took in.
Komaeda's eyes lingered too fondly as he watched his cock disappear, the throbbing in his innards not dying as he watched.
"I'm not even that big, calm down." Komaeda grumbled as he gripped Hinata's hips, who glared at him with pure hatred, "You feel a lot bigger than you look."
"Is that a compliment?"
"In an insulting way, yes." Hinata huffed as his legs wrapped around Komaeda's back fully, like he would die if he didn't grab onto something, "Just get it all it all in, fuck."
Komaeda winced at the thought, but listened and gave a hard thrust to get it over with. If it's what he wanted Hinata would get it.
Almost immediately as Komaeda felt Hinata's skin, a loud gasp sounded through Hinata's lips, his eyes flying open as his legs squeezed Komaeda tightly.
"Fuck." Hinata whispered, obvious tars poking his eyes.
"Shit, was that too quick?" Komaeda fretted, deeply sheathed and now wondering if it was going to hurt too much to continue. Hinata just shook his head, his hands gripping the bed sheets, "It's fine, just give me a second."
"Of course." Komaeda murmured as leaned over and kissed him, getting lost almost immediately as he thought back to their makeout session. Hinata was so warm and now he's inside Hinata, and holy fuck the man was hot outside and inside. He tried to not bite the man's lip as Hinata's muscles continued to constrict around him in what was probably him trying to get comfortable.
He's inside Hinata was suddenly an outrageous thought. A surge of warmth doused his body as he released the others lips, sitting up while his eyes focused back on the body that was glistening with sweat, the usually clean neck littered with marks from him.
From him.
He was too lucky. So lucky.
"Okay," Hinata interuppted his thoughts almost as quick as he was getting them, his voice a drained murmur as his pink eyes blinked at him lazily, "I think…I'm ready."
Komaeda nodded as he inhaled deeply, "We'll take it easy."
Hinata didn't seem to agree that this was in any form of easy, but nonetheless Komaeda slowly took himself out, before fighting against muscle once again to connect his skin against the brunettes.
He wasn't agreeing on their terms of easy, but Komaeda had to get it over with.
"Shit, I've never felt so full." Hinata noted, voice thick as Hinata stared down at the lock between their bodies, and Komaeda swallowed thickly, "You can't say things like that yet."
"Why not?"
"I'm going to cum from your voice."
Hinata smirked at him, an uncharacteristic blaze in his eyes, "That's too bad. Come on, fuck me."
Komaeda glared at him, but continued to slip himself out and back in much to the brunettes obvious enjoyment.
After a while he grabbed the lube bottle again, spilling on more between them before dipping back inside, setting the bottle back down.
He doesn't want to make it too dry, and Hinata seems to thoroughly enjoy the sensation of a lube coated cock inside of him. He needed to make sure he was well prepared, and he enjoyed the sloppy smile on the man who's staring off into space.
"You're so tight." Komaeda huffed as he gave an experimental snap forward, his eyes narrowing when he noticed there was much less of a fight coming from Hinata this time. He must be getting a little used to it.
Hinata just smiled at him hazily as his eyes focused back on the albino, and Komaeda felt above the clouds as he realized they had eaten edibles before this.
Oh fuck they had eaten edibles. They're probably kicking in and that's why he can't feel anything other than his dick right inside of Hinata Hajime's ass. 𝘏𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘏𝘢𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘦, the guys he's had the fattest crush on since their first day of college.
He doesn't want to feel anything else as he thrusts back in, getting a sharp Oh from the boy beneath him echoed with a lewd squish sound. His head tingles and his eyes want to shut as he stares forward, leaning over and dipping down onto Hinata's appetizing chest.
He was too into it, he was too into everything involving Hinata and he wished he could crawl into the man's skin. Anything to be deeper inside of him, to make him feel even better, to make him feel good.
"W-Woah–" Hinata stuttered as Komaeda's mouth lingered above the pink bud beneath his lips, but the white haired man didn't wait for a complaint and took it into his mouth like a pacifier.
A small hum came from his throat, his tongue dragging itself over the man's warm skin.
"Fuckkk." Hinata cursed loudly as Komaeda snapped his hips forward again, gaining a quicker pace as his mouth sucked on Hinata like he was a piece of candy. If Komaeda gave his mind enough leeway from the haze, he was a piece of candy.
It wasn't sweet, but it felt good to have his mouth around. He could go on like this forever, the tingling in his complete lower half fueling him forward.
"𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵, I'm gonna cum already." Hinata whined loudly as Komaeda's other hand rose to fondle Hinata, and Komaeda felt a carnal desire to see that as it happens, to be the direct cause.
"That's okay, you'll just have to go through me fucking you over and over until you do it again." Komaeda murmured around the piece of flesh in his mouth, and a loud moan was the only response he received. His cock throbbed with need, they both did, and he was half tempted to grab Hinata's and jerk him til he withered.
Though he played a tough game, he released Hinata and leaned back up, gripping thighs tightly and returning to a more even pace from his sloppy bout.
This wasn't much more even, his brain constantly falling off of his shoulders as he rocked them on a little too squeaky bed, but if didn't stop him from trying.
Hinata was so pretty, bouncing up and down against his cock, so he tried to keep his head straight. Why had he never thought of that before? He hadn't realized it before this moment, but Hinata was gorgeous beyond human comprehension. His eyes cloudy, knuckles white as it gripped sheets and his hair sticking to his forehead, damp with sweat.
It smelled distinctly of lube and sweat, the unforgettable scent of sex.
Komaeda swallowed thickly as he tried to cleanse the thoughts. If he thought any deeper he'd cum too, but the moans hitting his ears were nearly enough to push him over the edge.
Hinata let out a moan sound every time his skin made a lewd slapping against his, but he got a particularly pleasant sound whenever Komaeda hit that familiar bundle of nerves.
He raises Hinata's hip with every other thrust, making sure to hit deeper inside him. Drool was coating the man he's inside of, heavy panting following behind like he was running out of air. He's got to say, he applauds Hinata for lasting this long.
"You're so fucking good." Komaeda cooed through a grunt, grinning lazily down at Hinata, who couldn't smile back at him as drool dipped out of the side of his mouth, fingernails digging into his pale skin, "I'm gonna fucking cum–"
"Well don't tell me about it, do it." Komaeda hummed as he dipped back over, his mouth instead going over to the twin he hasn't tasted yet. The other one was already bright red from his intense sucking, and he needs to give it a break.
Hinata panted beneath him, and Komaeda looked up to watch his expression intensely, like he was hoping to burn it into his memory, "Shit fuck 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬, I'm fucking cumming–!"
Komaeda grinned against his flesh, giving a hard thrust at the sounds hitting his ears, bouncing his own head against Hinata before he sped up the pace and rammed hard. Unable to stop himself from thrusting and keeping his mouth busy, the boy withered beneath him from constant stimulation.
There were loud gasps of air as legs tried to crush his bones, and hands dragged down his back harshly before they were tangled into his hair as they pushed his face into the chest beneath him.
He didn't pause, or slow, continuing to fuck him. Komaeda burned and his lower half was overrun with pleasure, but he just kept teetering on an edge and unable to go over it so he needed more. He would always need more.
Hinata's hands shakily released his head after a few moments, his face bright red when the albino sat up a bit, "K-Komaeda oh my–"
"I haven't cum yet." Komaeda noted dryly as he squeezed Hinata's skin, and Hinata gulped loudly and spoke through a bitten lip as his hands returned to Komaeda's sore back, "𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬, I didn't know you'd feel this good inside me."
Komaeda smiled as he glanced down at Hinata's stomach, which was coated in white. He didn't even have to have his dick touched, all he needed was something to rub his prostate and he was gone. Preferably, 𝘩𝘦 would be the one to rub him.
"You're so fucking hot." Komaeda chuckled, his voice rough as Hinata inhaled deeply and laughed through a shaking chest, "I'm so fucking high right now I can barely feel my hands."
"Better that way." Komaeda murmured as he leaned forward, and Hinata took him into a sloppy kiss which wasn't helped against Komaeda's severe rocking.
Komaeda had never felt so good. He was buried deeper than he thought he'd ever be, Hinata taking him so effortlessly as pleasure racked through his half numbed body.
Hinata's lips spurred him out, hands grabbing towards him like a demanding child as Hinata's soft fingers traveled around him, making his skin tingle. Their lips were barely touching properly but he was so warm he had nothing else to do but indulge.
It didn't take much long for Komaeda's high to rush to his head as he knocked himself up against the brunette, who just took him so well. Hinata took him so well as if they were made for this.
Hinata's face tanned body was red, handprints lingering behind and fingernail prints dug into his skin. Komaeda's back burned as Hinata's nails didn't let up either, and the burning only pushed him farther.
"I think I'm gonna cum again." Hinata groaned, his legs twitching as Komaeda grinned at him, nearly unable to control himself, "Hhhhot."
Hinata didn't even have the energy to roll his eyes as he bucked his own hips, ripping a loud moan from Komaeda who was coated in a layer of sheen. This was more of a workout than he's had all week and damn was it a good one.
He felt warmth pool his stomach and he knew it was too late to turn back now, his body aching for release and he was happy to give it.
Leaning forward and tugging Hinata into another kiss, he focused in on how fucking good this was. High sex was the fucking best, especially if he was going to be with Hinata the whole time.
He didn't even notice Hinata had came until he felt another convulsion from the muscle surrounding him. His eyes widened before they screwed shut, his lips stealing Hinata's tightly as he came, burying himself to the hilt as the two moaned into each other.
It was heavenly. If he had to explain it, he would only say heaven on earth.
Cumming as Hinata convulsed under him, from his cock, from his movements, cumming at the same time, he couldn't help but drool into Hinata's mouth, who didn't have any sort of complaint.
It was disgusting and he was in love.
It took them a whole minute to come down from the high, Komaeda leaned over Hinata as they both panted into each others mouths, skin hot and joints hurting.
Komaeda felt the distinct aching of his back, Hinata swallowing down the dull aching of his thighs.
Komaeda finally leaned back up after a few more moments,, brushing his damp hair from his face as he smiled. He couldn't do anything but give the most sincere smile of his life.
"That was amazing."
Hinata glared at him for the words, however half-heartedly and his muscles twitched around Komaeda's now soft dick, "I need a solid, twenty four hour nap from that."
"Aw, come on, the edibles are just kicking in!" Komaeda whined as he slowly pulled out, and Hinata stuck his tongue out as he tried to hide the guttural hum as Komaeda finally slid out, "I'm going to pass out. I'll sleep better if I'm high."
"That's true, I heard high sleep was the best." Komaeda agreed as he backed up from Hinata, who flinched horribly as he closed his legs.
Komaeda gave a sheepish smile, noticing how Hinata's knees were also freckled, "Lemme go grab a rag."
"Good thinking."
Soon, after much hard work as Komaeda could barely walk and kept forgetting what a rag was, Hinata's stomach was rid of bodily fluid. Well, was cum a fluid? It sounds like he pissed himself.
He didn't piss himself. He promises.
Komaeda's next adventure was Hinata's insides.
Pulling apart his legs again, only slightly, he got to gently rubbing Hinata's sore hole, which got him an angry hiss in return. He couldn't blame Hinata, since his bottom didn't look that happy about any of this.
After he got enough of the excess out, they'd just have to shower later or something. Hinata was right, Komaeda needs a nap and stat, and there's no way Hinata would even be able to stand in this condition.
Giving a quick glance at the man in question, he was staring off into space, his eyes twitching around every once and a while.
God they're so high.
Chucking away the rag, leaving it there for future him to look at and gag, he scooted over and plopped down next to Hinata, who laid on his back, a yawn escaping his lips.
"That was…words can't explain it." Hinata murmured, and Komaeda giggled as he scooted closer, laying on his side around Hinata and resting his head on the man's shoulder, "I loved it."
"Fuck that tires a guy out."
"Tell me about it." Komaeda smiled as he inhaled the leftover scent of sex, and Hinata chuckled, an arm wrapping around Komaeda's back, "We're high as fuck right now."
"Definitely. I think I see someone in the corner over there."
"Don't say that."
"I'm serious!"
"Well close your eyes and you won't see them!"
Komaeda gave a playful nip on Hinata's shoulder, which got him air to the face, but decided that's not a bad idea and closed his eyes.
"This is gonna suck when we wake up."
"Definitely."
Hinata woke up feeling like…well, compared to a hangover, he felt great, but he was still groggy as all hell.
His eyes barely wanted to open, like they were cemented shut. Eventually he did pry them open after a grand yawn, swallowing down the cotton mouth as his eyes searched around the bedroom.
He recognized the pictures. So he was somewhere he knew, great.
Yawning again as he slowly rose from the bed, suddenly his fatigue washed away when there was a distinct stinging pain in his ass. It screamed at him as he sat up, and he glanced down at himself to notice he was completely lacking clothing.
He nearly forgot. Everything washed back the moment he didn't see the hem of his boxers, instead red, inflamed marks of handprints.
Holy fucking shit. He had sex with Komaeda while they were high.
He had 𝘴𝘦𝘹 with 𝘒𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘦𝘥𝘢, right up the ass and unlike a black out, he was able to remember every single detail.
It was so hot and Komaeda filled him like an experience he's never had before. He remembered the aching, the teasing, the kissing, the orgasm, he didn't forget any of it.
He glanced over at the bed immediately to notice Komaeda wasn't laying next to him, however he did notice the connecting bathroom's door was closed and a tiny bit of light shined through the bottom. At least Komaeda wasn't there to witness his embarrassment.
He sighed as he glanced over at the window, and it was definitely late early morning. The sun was shining through the window and he just wanted to tell it to go away so he could hide under the covers and sleep forever.
He felt like an ashamed teenager as he wrapped himself up in blankets that smelled like Komaeda.
He had SEX. Why did he do that? First of all he didn't even think he was gay, well he's had his suspicions around bisexuality but to get high and just immediately take it up the ass was confusing. Very, very confusing.
The only good thing about this was he was able to confirm he was bisexual. Great, exactly what he wanted to confirm this week.
He didn't. This wasn't how he wanted to give his sexuality a thumbs up.
Second, in the bathroom a few feet from him was Komaeda, the guy who pounded the shit out of him. That was unforgettable.
What the fuck. Komaeda? Why Komaeda?
He crossed his legs and gave it a hard thought, genuinely racking his brain for answers.
Sure, the guy was definitely attractive, and charming in the worst ways, and Hinata and him do tend to gravitate towards each other in any sort of event, but he didn't think he like-liked him. At least, enough to cause this right away. At most he would give an awkward confession about how he feels a little too kissy kissy, and this was about seven steps farther than that.
He sighed heavily, his face burning as he tried to sort out his feelings and morning-after clarity.
Komaeda had taken his ass virginity. Great. He has to live with that for the rest of his life and remember this moment forever as the moment Komaeda's pale, pretty fingers were inside of him.
Woah. Vulgar.
Well, there's nothing wrong with Komaeda being the guy, he just didn't expect it. He didn't expect any of this when he took a hit off a blunt and yet here he was, covered in someone else's blankets bare naked and sore.
He reached his hands up to rub his eyes, yawning again as he tries to exhale his anxiety.
If he thinks about it in a rosey light, yeah, maybe he had a tiny crush on Komaeda. Just a little bit, like, who wouldn't? He's cute, charming, and a little too good with words even if he's batshit crazy sometimes…
He wanted to suffocate immediately. He was hopeless. Totally, totally hopeless.
Okay, okay, he just needs to think rationally. He's good at that.
Sure he had gay sex with Komaeda, but it's okay. He likes Komaeda and it was really, really good sex in all honesty, so it's fine, right? Awesome sex with the person he likes, it's not such a bad outcome compared to what could have happened.
Yes. Not so bad. The next part of his worries were much heavier.
What if Komaeda didn't like him back?
That filled him with dread. What if Komaeda walks out of the bathroom angry and kicks him out? Is upset because he didn't want to do anything like that with Hinata because he wasn't gay?
Hinata immediately laid down to pretend he was sleeping, hoping that he would inevitably pass out. He would sleep away his current reality and pray that he would wake back up in his bedroom with a sucky ass hangover instead of an after-high haze.
Almost as soon as his head hit the pillow, the bathroom door squeaked as it opened, and the sound of a light switch being flicked off. Faint footsteps trailed towards the bed after a short moment and then the side of the bed was weighed down.
His heart beat raced and he prepared himself for the worst, trying to not give any obvious signs that he was awake.
There was a soft sigh of displeasure near him, a childish huff.
"Hinata, you can't sleep forever." He heard a soft voice scold him, a poke on his right shoulder, "You need to take a shower."
He groaned loudly, wanting the albino to shut up and go away so he can pretend he's a dead man. He had half a mind to smack his hand and crawl inside of the mattress.
"Come onnn, we have a lot to chat about. You can't sleep me away."
He analyzed the man's tone before he dared do anything else.
Well, he didn't sound angry, or upset. It was playful.
He slowly opened his eyes, revealing the smiling face of Komaeda with damp hair. Hinata must have woken up after the water turned off, because he has definitely showered.
"There you are." Komaeda hummed, smiley as ever, and Hinata grumbled as he sat up, attempting not to flinch before he glanced over at the albino.
"We have a lot to discuss." Komaeda murmured almost as soon as Hinata was upright comfortably, "Do you wanna talk before or after your shower?"
"Before, so I have the chance to drown myself after."
Komaeda gave a tiny laugh, Hinata admiring the way his pale lips turned upward and squished his eyes, "You're not going to drown."
Hinata rolled his eyes, but awkwardly inhaled before glancing back up to look into Komaeda's eyes.
"What do you have to say?"
Komaeda hummed lightly, giving him a considerate look, "Hm. First, do you hate me now?"
Hinata narrowed his eyes, confused beyond belief at the complete seriousness on Komaeda's face, "What? Why would I hate you?"
"I fucked you. I don't even know if you're gay" Komaeda replied, uneasiness in his tone, his eyes slowly lingering away in what Hinata would call fear of a truth he'd hate to hear. Did Komaeda really expect Hinata to say he wasn't into it?
He would have jumped out the window and ran away butt ass naked if he was really that freaked out.
"Well, I'm bisexual. So, close enough.." He murmured, and Komaeda's eyes snapped back to him immediately, lighting up like lights, "You're bisexual?"
"Yeah?"
"...Oh, sorry, you seem like really straight type." Komaeda chuckled awkwardly as he scratched his neck, "I thought you would be disgusted."
"No, of course not. I wouldn't stay in your bed if I was." He replied, crossing his legs and resting his arms into it. Komaeda nodded, a tiny bob of his head as his face relaxed, "Okay."
"..I guess now's a better time than ever." Hinata sighed, taking a deep inhale in preparation as he glanced right into the green eyes looking at him, "Komaeda…I think I like you. We've jumped several steps in one night, and not without reason. It's okay if you don't-"
"You like me?" Komaeda interrupted, his eyes wide as he stared at Hinata like that's the most shocking news of the year. Hinata flushed at the stare he was given, "Yeah…I figured it out this morning. I guess I jumped the gun because we were intoxicated."
"O-Oh!" Komaeda said, his face growing a different shade brighter than Hinata's own face, "Wow, I never expected you'd say that."
"What?" Hinata asked, confused, and Komaeda just started smiling, "I just didn't think you'd ever like me. This feels like a miracle, I might just pass out."
"What!?" Hinata shouted, "Komaeda!"
"Hah, sorry. I'm just really happy right now." Komaeda laughed as he rubbed at his eyes, "I like you too, Hinata. I've liked you for a long time."
"What?"
"...So we're both surprised?"
Hinata sighed, "I guess so."
Komaeda just laughed a little more before he was able to compose himself, "Well, this is a good start to a relationship. Now we know the sex is good?"
Hinata rolled his eyes, leaning forward, "The sex is amazing."
Komaeda didn't have a single complaint as the twos lips met, this time with less need, and more want. They kissed gently but firmly, slowly fusing together to rid themselves of their prior worries about this event.
This was the best mistake the two have made.
Komaeda eventuality pulled away, smiling hazily at Hinata.
The brunette smiled back until his eyes widened, and he immediately dashed off the bed and towards his pants, which held his phone. He hissed in pain, but the two probably had plenty of time to sleep it off so it was a dull ache.
Rummaging for it and opening it, there sat a expectant message from his friend. Of course.
'𝘚𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘸'𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘰?'
Hinata sighed. Souda was way too nosy.
'𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘴.'
His message was read and replied to almost instantaneously. When he glanced at the time he did realize it was around 10 in the morning, so no wonder he was already awake.
'𝘔𝘠 𝘔𝘈𝘕! 𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘭 𝘶𝘱𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘸 𝘬𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘦𝘥𝘢, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘪𝘮 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘶. 𝘒𝘶𝘻𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘴.'
'𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘛𝘖𝘓𝘋 𝘗𝘌𝘖𝘗𝘓𝘌??'
'𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘢𝘩, 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥. 𝘞𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘺 𝘨𝘢𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺.'
'𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶.'
Hinata tossed his phone back down onto his jeans, which nearly turned into a chuck when hands laid themselves on his hips and a chin rested on his shoulder.
"You still need to shower." Komaeda tutted in his ear.
Hinata flushed, but smiled as he glanced back, "...Join me?"
"We can't skip seven bases again, I haven't even taken you out for dinner."
"You can take me out for breakfast."
With that, the two tangled in each other slammed the bathroom closed behind themselves.
Bases one, two, three, four, five, and six were irrelevant when you're in love with a lighter as a stick of dynamite anyways. Komaeda always knew how to set him off.
Just one more time, then they'll stop.
Just one more hit.