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English isn’t my first language, enjoy !
A few months have passed since clear picked up a job at Black Needle. Him and his sapphire haired lover had moved in together after saving up. However, Aoba- san’s income wasn’t enough for the rent due to the recent inflation that had hit the Old Resident district - even after moving to the North side, which was cheaper.
Seragaki was used to working long hours, since he’d been working at Hum-Drum Junk for what felt like forever. On the contrary, Clear wasn’t used to it at all even after all the time that passed. He was basically Aoba’s house wife before these complications, he honestly missed being home cleaning and cooking in his oddly seductive ruffled apron — wearing only boxers around the house. Now he came home, kissed his boyfriend good night and went straight to bed ーbarely seeing his Aoba. He was exhausted, but embarrassingly sexually frustrated because it had been ages since he gazed at his lovers soft and arousing almond skin. He missed their conversations, their touch, the warmth he felt being around Aoba. He missed not being so on edge and anxious all the time.
Aoba had noticed this, being able to read his pale lover like a book, even if Clear was quite a complicated novel of a person. He had suggested for him to ask Mizuki for a break and smaller hours since Aoba had finally gotten that promotion he worked so relentlessly for. In response Clear would murmur nonsense about feeling guilty and anxious, yup — Clear was pretty much disconnected from reality.
Having enough of his boyfriend over working himself, he called Mizuki and dramatically stated that his boyfriend was having malfunctions and would need two weeks of rest. Mizuki nodded over the phone and wished him a quick recovery and peaceful rest. He then proceeded to take his paid leave, profusely apologizing to Haga for such short notice, even though the shop was doing good and he assured he’d be fine.
The next day, clear was muffling something as he left his bed. Aoba, who was awake, gently tugged on his tight boxers. “Mmnm.. cleaaarrrr..” he mumbled. Clear chuckled in response, petting Aoba’s soft azure hair. “Aoba-san, as much as I’d love to stay, I have work this morning” He said, gently kissing Aoba’s warm forehead and blushed cheeks. “I called Mizuki—“ he yawned, “you’re off work for two weeks, so come back to bed dummy…” His eyes widened, “what..?”. Aoba looked at him softly, “I’ve… missed you, Clear. You’re constantly anxious and exhausted. I took my paid leave, so come back to bed, please..?” He pleaded, eyes squinted, half asleep. Clear had so many questions, but before he could even whisper anything, the shorter, but strong man pulled him back to bed, spooning him and petting him softly. Clear was so relieved, he almost shed a tear, but fell asleep to the gentle patterns Aoba drew on his back.
It was six at that time, and it was now eleven. Aoba woke up to see clear drooling on his pillow, still sound asleep. He was so beautiful, his soft pale porcelain skin, his delicate white hair and his two moles next to his pretty pink lips that that Aoba loved to kiss. He wanted to get a taste of him, but couldn’t help being in awe at his sleeping beauty. He chuckled softly, holding his hair in his hand. He eventually snapped out of it and decided to go prepare some breakfast as Clear had always done for him, every single morning without fault. Aoba contemplated on what to cook but eventually decided on some omurice.
After cooking, he heard his sleepy head walk down the stairs delicately, eventually wrapping his arms around the cook. “Good morning, Aoba-san” Clear lilted softly against his nape. He jumped a bit, surprised by the warm breath he felt. “ Good morning Clear, how are you feeling?” he asked gently. “Rested but still a bit anxious. I’m happy to see you, I’ve missed you my Aoba.” He whispered against his ear softly, sending a shiver down Aoba’s spine at the sensation. Aoba invited him to eat, because honestly it was getting hard to resist jumping on Clear and pleasing the fuck out of him.
After they both ate Aoba’s decent cooking, Clear thanked him with a warm hug that felt like bliss, even though something was boiling in both their cores unconsciously. “Still anxious?” Aoba muttered into the taller man’s ear. “A bit, but it’s okay Aoba-San..” He replied, smiling softly at Aoba, eyebrows scrunched slightly. Aoba paused, looking straight into Clear’s rose coloured eyes. “Maybe.. I could help you calm down, release some tension?”. Clear looked at him slightly confused, unsure if they were thinking the same thing. He nodded, unsure what was next to come. Aoba laced their fingers together, like they had done thousands of time, it always felt so natural. He lead Clear to their decently sized room, and insured Ren was in sleep mode.
Aoba looked at Clear with hunger and desire, that he soon reciprocated. “Lay down for me my love” he ordered gently. Clear did as he was told, gently sputtering “Aoba-san… “. Aoba smiled at his lover, who was wearing only boxers — which had a slight bulge that he noticed and a loose T-shirt that was initially Aoba’s. “You’ve been so anxious, and I’ve missed you, just relax and let me take care of you.” Clear looked at Aoba with loving eyes, watching as undressed him and tied clears scarf, that was sitting on the bed, around his wrists, making sure he could enjoy this to the fullest. He was fully naked and tied up, there’s nothing more Aoba wanted more in the moment.
Clear chuckled at his boyfriend’s bold move, but suddenly stopped when he felt Aoba hover above him, leaving trails of kisses on his bound hands, gentle yet passionate. Then he slowly moved done and kissed Clear, crashing into him hungrily, licking his lips, as in requesting entry. Their tongues intertwined, swirling around, making the, both grunt lowly from the sparking sensation. He sucked on Clear’s bottom lip, leaving it lightly swollen before moving on to Clear’s neck. He took his sweet time, knowing it was one of his more erogenous zones, slowly sucking and lightly biting while his boyfriend winced, rubbing his thighs together as if to get any type of friction. Aoba ran his fingers down Clear’s chest, playing with his nipples, twisting them slightly. “Aoba—ngh” clear whimpered. “Such a sweet boy” Aoba praised before slowly moving on to Clear’s abdomen, making him jump and huff. He had barely touched Clear, yet he was already looking like a horny mess. “Master… please..” clear said out of reflex, “Master huh..?” Aoba chuckled, blushing, slowly ( and finally ) touching Clear’s semi erection. He gasped, feeling pleasure hit his core sharply. He felt a bead of pre-cum, using it to draw circles on Clear’s tip. He moaned loudly, embarrassed, since he couldn’t muffle his moans with his hands.
Aoba put some lube on his finger and slowly licked clears length. He whimpered loudly, enjoying every single second of what was happening, a true fantasy. He licked the slit, discretely drawing circles around Clear’s hole, making him shudder. “You’re doing so good for me, such a good boy for me” he purred. Clear bucked his hips at the tease as Aoba gently inserted a finger, kissing Clear’s cock, making him as comfortable as possible. Clear moaned loudly at the double stimulation, trying not to just full on scream his lovers name for the whole neighbourhood. He added another finger, caressing Clear’s lower stomach with his other hand. “Aoba-san !! Please, add another one” he cried out, embarrassed. “So needy.. so adorable” Aoba teased, adding another finger, curling them. He looked at Clear’s face with his hands bound.. it was one of the most erotic scenes he’d ever seen. He found his prostate pretty quickly, noticing his lovers eyes rolling back — “Aoba-san.. it feels so.. ngh.. good!” He winced a bit too loudly. Curling his fingers, feeling the insides of his white haired boyfriend twitch, his cock throbbing near Aoba’s teasing tongue. Clear felt the feeling of climax build up. “Aoba-! Ngh..! I’m gonna..”
Aoba stopped fully, Clear looked at him — insulted. “Aoba.. please-!” He begged. The sapphire haired man licked Clear’s length once again, he twitched. “I’m just teasing” he giggled. Continuing to finger him, gently and slowly, making Clear yearn. The tension finally started coming back. Aoba knew Clear was close, he went in and out slowly, making Clear whine out of pleasure. Sucking his tip, taking him in and out of his mouth at the same rhythm. “Aoba.. please, I’m gonna..” Aoba went faster, making clear to absolutely crazy. “Be good and cum for me”. As soon as he uttered those words, Clear let go completely. His hips bucked satisfyingly , he came hard, riding out his orgasm as Aoba cleaned his cum with his delicate tongue, keeping his fingers curled on his prostate.
Clear huffed loudly, out of breath. Aoba slowly and gently took out his fingers, making Clear whine. Then, he peppered kisses all over clear. “Thank you.. Aoba-San, I love you so much” he smiled. “I love you too my sweet boy, feel better?” He asked. Clear nodded, laying on Aoba while he cleaned Clear’s wetness. Clear snuggled into Aoba’s neck, “I missed you, my Aoba.” He whispered. “I missed you too Clear” he whispered back, Clear already back to sleep. Aoba giggled, holding clear and shutting his eyes as well. A warmth they both needed.