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Assistant: Title: The Art of Loving (And being Loved)
        Author: DawnDuchess undefined 
        Chapter: 2/2 
        Summary: They don’t talk about it afterwards. Niragi shuts himself off for the rest of the night and Chishiya lets it happen without complaints, feeling a sickening relief at not being forced to discuss the incident.It’s becoming a recurring theme throughout their time together: F@ck@d up things happen. Both of them repress the issue. No one talks about it. F@ck@d up things happen again.It’s a vicious cycle and neither of them is able to break out of it.***Chishiya and Niragi working through feelings, intimacy and insecurities - on their own and together. (Sequel to 'Butterflies in my Stomach, Chaos in my Mind')
        Contents: Chapter 2: ... And being Loved
    

    


      
        
          I'm back with the second chapter and holy moly, it's around 16000 words! Someone please teach me to write shorter chapters, it's getting out of control :D Have fun with a lot of re@ssurance, love confessions, (awkward) talks about feelings and intimacy as well as soft sm@t, because these two deserve it.
            
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    After showering and changing his white sweater to a grey one - because he is not having this conversation with flour in his hair and tomato sauce on his clothes! - Chishiya makes his way over to Niragi's room. Both of them reside on the third floor, just on opposite ends of the corridor. It's a mere walk of around 20 seconds and still it feels like a whole eternity between them. With each step the tension and nervousness rises inside him, his heart beat already uneven and faster than necessary. Rubbing his sweaty hands on his beach shorts, he knocks once, then twice on Niragi's door. When there's still no answer after the third knock, Chishiya pushes down the door handle slowly and peeks inside. He is greeted by an empty room and the sounds of running water coming from the closed bathroom.What a coincidence, huh? Closing the door behind him, he clasps his hands together as if to ground himself, feeling a little lost in Niragi's room without Niragi's direct presence. 
In contrary to how Niragi portrays himself on the outside - rowdy, tendencies to manic behavior, chaotic - his room looks surprisingly clean and tidied up. Letting his gaze roam around, he finds a half emptied water bottle on the night stand, a pair of shoes next to the bathroom door, a - Chishiya furrows his brows in slight curiosity - silver laptop on top of the counter. Next to it his sniper rifle and his hand gun, a black pistol that could be half-automatic or might as well be a single shot-pistol as far as Chishiya's sparse knowledge about weapons go.
Without any real reason he steps closer to the pistol, taking it into his hand with the utmost care and caution. It feels surprisingly heavy and difficult to balance in one hand, despite the fact that he'd seen Niragi firing it one-handedly with ease and precision before. Chishiya has never been an advocate of guns - his self-made taser is the closest thing he'll ever come to 'wielding a weapon' - but he can't deny there's a certain attractiveness in how competent and skilled Niragi is with them.In the other room the water sounds stop and with care Chishiya places the gun back onto the table, turning around while reciting his concocted monologue all over again in his brain. It should relax him, should give him the necessary confidence boost to go through with the conversation, the feeling of being prepared for what's to come. Abso-f@ck@ng-lutely nothing could have prepared him for the sight he's greeted with as the bathroom door opens and Niragi steps out, startled by his presence and immediately pulling the white towel tighter around his waist. The white towel that is the only thing shielding Niragi's body from Chishiya's gaze. Oh sh@t.The first thing he actually notices is the fact that this is the first time he sees Niragi remotely ‘naked’. In defiance of Hatter’s rule Nr. 1, Niragi is easily the most ‘prudishly’ dressed of all Beach residents, with his trousers long and the zebra-patterned shirt barely opened enough to be considered ‘Beach Wear’. Even Chishiya is dressed more revealing with his knee-length beach shorts and the zipper of his sweater always down enough to show his collarbone.This is why he isn’t able to tear his eyes off Niragi’s body, too stunned and mesmerized to play cool and feign indifference. Swallowing hard, his gaze follows the surprisingly defined lines of his stomach up to his chest — just to land on the metal piercing going through his left nipple. He pulls his bottom lip between his teeth in a try to resist temptation, a sudden heat flushing his cheeks because, holy sh@t, this is a nipple piercing and yes, on Suguru’s body it looks downright erotic. 
Chishiya wants to touch it right now, nudge it with his fingertips, wants to feel the nipple harden under his treatment, wants to tease with his tongue and hear Niragi’s breathy and sinful moans, wants to—Chishiya needs to get his sh@t together right f@ck@ng now, because there’s a very important conversation to be had."You're … staring." Niragi comments with an inscrutable undertone. It doesn't sound boastful or teasing and the way he crosses his arms in front of his naked chest doesn't look angered or irritated, but rather defensive and almost a tad bit uncomfortable.
"I- Sorry." With heated cheeks he finally turns his gaze back up to Niragi's face. "Y-You're just really pretty." It comes out completely involuntarily and evokes the very urgent wish in him to hide under a rock and never come out again.
"Did we have … a date tonight?" Niragi grimaces at his own words. "N-Not that I don't- that I don't enjoy your company, I-I am just … surprised to see you here rather spontaneously?"
  Okay, now just tell him why you're here, come on!
"I- We need to-" Chishiya frowns, already irritated with his lacking eloquence. He’d made up a whole speech in the shower, going through it over and over again in his head until it sounded logical and simple and perfect. Now, with Niragi right in front of him — half-naked, at that, with a f@ck@ng nipple piercing — his perfect speech is barely a garbled mess inside his brain.
"Did something happen?" Niragi wrinkles his lips, confused and concerned. "You look … frustrated?"
  Yep, great job, Chishiya. Instead of talking like an adult person, the only thing you achieved is to worry him.
"No, I— Don’t worry. It’s nothing bad. It’s … something positive, even if it might be a little awkward. Or a lot awkward? Doesn't matter, as we will both benefit from it, I promise," Chishiya babbles on mindlessly, without any guiding threat to lead his thoughts.
"O-kay?" Niragi lets himself be led to the bed and seats himself on the edge of it after Chishiya motioned him to do so. Chishiya follows him, still seeing the confusion and a certain wariness in Niragi's face.Unsure what to do — how to start, what exactly to say, how to put every single emotion he feels into words and bring them across in a half-way understandable way — he takes Niragi's hand in his, first. Niragi's eyebrows twitch upwards, but he doesn't move his hand out of his grip. Instead he squeezes a little bit, his touch warm to Chishiya's colder hands, his fingers soft and slender against his own, his skin a bit calloused from the daily usage of guns. Chishiya allows himself to close his eyes and just feel for a few seconds, in- and exhaling slowly, deliberately. The touch, Niragi's presence grounds him, calms him down. It's something he never experienced before: The unique feeling of both his body and mind finally finding peace and rest in unison. This … this has to be the feeling of … home. Like finally arriving at a place you feel safe. A place where you aren't plagued with the subtle urge to move on, to venture out further, always in search for something better, something more fulfilling, something that makes you … happy for once.
Just that his home is not a place, not his apartment in central Shibuya, not the hospital, not his room at The Beach, not any random Game venue.
For the first time in his life, his 'home' is a person. It's Suguru. When I'm with him, it's the closest I've ever been to feel like I belong. Like this — he — is my safe space where I can be myself without putting any mask on."I think I'm not ready for such a big step yet.""W-What?" Chishiya's opens his eyes wide, tightening his grip around Niragi's hand on a subconscious reflex. "What big step? Was I so caught up in my own brain that I missed out the start of our conversation? Or did I actually speak my thoughts out loud without even noticing it?
The ghost of a smile tugs at Niragi's lips as he motions to their intertwined hands. "Obviously you were just about to drop to your knees and propose right now. I'm flattered, really, I am, but I have to decline for now. Ask me again around … next week or so. Preferably when I'm wearing more than just a towel."
Gawking at Niragi — and his towel — his brain takes his sweet time to process the words. When it finally did, he can't stop the laugh leaving his mouth, the rest of his tension dissolving slowly but surely. Niragi joins in with a chuckle of his own and subtle mischief glinting in his eyes.
"Don't worry," Chishiya replies with equal s@ss. "I'll make sure you're properly dressed for the occasion. Can't promise the same thing about me. Proposing in just a towel seems quite the enticing idea, don’t you think?"
"Making sure I can't say no to you, hm?"
"As if you could ever," Chishiya jokes back, eliciting an amused snort out of Niragi. Then, softer and slowly, he leans into Niragi’s space, straining his neck in order to bring his face close. "Can I…?" His gaze flickers down to Niragi’s lips, plump and inviting. They have the most sensual shape, especially when he’s not scowling, but smiling so open-heartedly.
"Yep, definitely can’t say no to you." With a soft grin Niragi crosses the distance and seals their lips. It’s tender and slow and Chishiya wants to fall against his body and sink into him, forget all worries and insecurities and just stay in this very moment.Reluctantly he pulls away, knowing he won’t be able to enjoy the kiss to the fullest with their problems still unspoken.
"Better?" Niragi gifts him a small smile, turning into a real one when Chishiya nods his head. "Good." With a patience that seems surreal for Niragi's usual temper he turns to him. "Now, what's on your mind?"Chishiya takes another deep inhale. Okay, now for the hard part. "I … just wanted to ask if you— Are you—" Just ask, okay? There's nothing bad happening, it's just a talk about feelings, not a f@ck@ng break-up. Seeing how Niragi's expression turns increasingly more concerned with his silence, Chishiya finally gathers up all the courage and self-confidence in him. "Are you happy right now? With how things are between us?"
Niragi blinks at him, owlishly, like he needs a moment to grasp the entirety of the question. "I— Of course I'm happy. After all, I'm with the person I lo— I'm with you."
Chishiya grimaces slightly. But that's the point right there, isn't it? The way he wanted to say something else but didn't in the end. The way I want to say things but don't. 
"We're both holding back." This time around, it's a statement, not a question.
"I don't underst—"
"What did you really want to say just now?" Chishiya asks, calm but with a firm undertone. "Before you changed your mind mid-sentence?"
"I— uh …" Niragi swallows dryly, one hand rubbing the back of his neck, gaze not quite able to meet his. He's nervous, even a bit frightened. Because he wanted to say he loves me. I don't ever want him to be frightened of revealing his feelings to me. I don't want to be frightened of telling him how I feel about him. Just as Chishiya is about to speak up, Niragi beats him to it with a heavy exhale. "That I'm with the person I love. That's what I wanted to say." Niragi blushes deeply. "I didn't because I wasn't sure whether … you'd want to hear it. Whether I cross a line or if you even… I— I don't do so well with … rejections." The last part comes out mumbled and weak, as if it took all of Niragi's energy to bring out those words, to deal with the possibility of being rejected. The fact alone that Niragi thinks rejection to be a possibility punches the air out of Chishiya's lungs and makes his chest clench uncomfortably. Softly he places his fingers underneath Niragi's chin and guides his head back to him.
"I won't reject you, Suguru," he says honestly. "I … I love you, too. I know I should have said that sooner, but I'm … I'm not versed in the art of showing my love and affection. But I … you need that, right? Re@ssurance? Because sometimes you— Sometimes I feel like you don't … don't believe that I harbor feelings for you?" He ends on a questioning tone, tilting his head a bit.
"I … It's not like I doubt your intentions," Niragi gives back with slight hesitation. "It's not like I don't want to believe you, it's just—  This is gonna sound crazy, but … there's this thing inside my brain and it lurks in my subconsciousness and whenever I think I'm finally happy and content, it tells me that— It plants doubts in me that I just can't seem to overcome. And then there's the fact that you underwent surgery and it just … adds up to the pile of sh@t up in here," He motions to his forehead and ends the sentence with a helpless shrug, looking so vulnerable and sad and defeated that it hurts Chishiya physically."Seems the surgery is a scam after all," Chishiya tries with a dry joke, desperate to lighten the mood. When it doesn't have the desired effect, he quickly turns serious again. "I don't know why things turned out the way they did. I just know that … either I fell in love with you again after the surgery or I never fell out of love in the first place, despite the surgery. No matter which way it is, I'm glad that … that you're here with me now." Memories of Niragi's blood- and tear-stained face come to the fore and leave a sour and rotten taste in his mouth. "I almost lost you for good because of my stupidity. I don't want to lose you now or even think about it being a possibility. But I feel if we continue like we have in the last months, this … us will go downhill eventually. I don't want that, but I … I need your help, okay?" Once more he squeezes Niragi's hand as if to re@ssure himself. "You're … actually my first, you know? I haven't been in love before you and I …" Chishiya huffs, frustration about his own inexperience threatening to bubble up inside him and yet the soft pressure of Niragi's hand soothes him enough to continue."I'm really clueless and inexperienced when it comes to … this." Motioning between them, he notices his own mistake. Say what you really want to say, you idiot! Don't hold back your feelings. "When it comes to romantic relationships, I mean. Because this is what I want us to have. I know we haven't talked about this and I thought it to be unnecessary, that we don't need—"
"Any label to 'complicate' what we have when in fact it would've made things easier right from the beginning?" Niragi ends his sentence with pinpoint accuracy, giving him a small, rueful smile.For a small moment Chishiya stays silent, baffled at how they have both struggled with the same problem for months and thought it better to keep continuing to struggle in silence instead of just talk with each other. "For Diamond Specialists we're both pretty dumb when it comes to feelings," is what Chishiya finally lets out with a bewildered snort.
Niragi lifts one eyebrow in amus@m@nt. "I doubt my rational mind has anything to do with falling in love with you."
"Well, I'm glad you did, despite your better judgment," Chishiya confesses. "And I'm … I'm glad you didn't listen to my stupid @ss when I told you to do surgery."
Niragi chuckles at that.
"What?"
"You just called yourself stupid twice in less than ten seconds, Chishiya Shuntarou. Must be a new record."
Chishiya rolls his eyes, but it's not in malice. "Yeah, well, there is a saying about love making you do stupid things… or something along those lines."
"Don't worry. A little bit of stupidity once in a while won't do any harm to that big smart brain of yours."With his mouth agape, Chishiya stares at his boyfriend. Did he just … Did he compliment me on my intelligence? It's old news to him that people perceive him as intelligent, he knows that he's intelligent and yet hearing Niragi admit to it, almost with an admiring undertone? It makes his cheeks heat up and his heart beat a little faster than before, makes him feel a little shy where he usually brims with self-confidence."Just to make it clear and prevent misunderstandings," Niragi begins once more in a more serious tone. "I want to put a label on us, too. I want to be able to call you my boyfriend. O-Of course we don't have to go official and tell everybody, if that's too fast for you or if you feel uncom—"
"Are you joking? Of course we're going official," Chishiya interrupts him, firm in his decision. He never cared about most people’s opinion on him, he certainly won’t start now. Moreover, he doesn't want to hide and Niragi deserves someone to stand by his side unconditionally. Then a smug grin makes its way onto his lips. "I always wanted to make half the Beach jealous in one single move. What better way to do it than making known that you chose me over them?" 
Niragi coughs loudly as if he's choking on his own saliva, eyes round as the moon. "That’s— I doubt that half the Beach is, uh … is interested in me … like that."
"You think so?" Chishiya retorts, having fun with the rather shy behavior of his boyfriend. "But your opinion on this matter doesn't count, Suguru. Know why? Because sadly you don't see yourself the way others do. The way I do." To emphasize his words Chishiya allows himself to give his boyfriend a long once-over, from his pretty face to his s@xy nipple piercing and further down his attractive body, then up again to appreciate the beautiful blush on Niragi's cheekbones. "Yo-You're staring … again," is the only thing he gets out, close to rendered speechless by just Chishiya's intense stare. There's no denying that Niragi's responsiveness has a specific effect on him, too.
"I do," Chishiya whistles cheerfully. "Because my boyfriend has the unfair talent of looking both pretty and s@xy at the same time without even being aware of the effect he has on me."
"I— You—" Niragi stutters, trying to come up with any response but failing to do so. Biting his bottom lip — looking sinful while doing so and not knowing that he does — he throws him a shy look. "Can you just … shut up and kiss me instead?" It's barely audible, the way Niragi mutters out those words under his breath. For a small moment Chishiya contemplates teasing him. The overwhelmingly big part of him that is just enamored with Niragi's whole being is quick to dismiss the idea in favor of closing the distance and connecting their lips.Their kiss begins like every other did before; slow, tentatively and with great care for the other's boundaries. Just lips on lips, confessing to each other what they still have difficulties to put into understandable words. Just their fingers intertwined, enjoying the presence and warmth of each other. Just lips parting for each other so willingly, searching for an even deeper connection. Just their tongues nudging against one another, testing, questioningly. Just a hand in a neck or fingers in hair, gently guiding each other closer.
But then, amongst the soft pants and their tongues meeting in a dance that turns more and more sensual, something changes. Subtle but inevitably their kiss grows heated, harder and Chishiya lets out a low groan as Niragi dares to bite his bottom lip playfully. In return Niragi pants against his mouth as he tugs him closer by his hair. Pushing Niragi's tongue back he explores his mouth, high on the electrifying tingles and adrenaline, high on the noises he can coax out of his lover, high on the sudden and intense tug in his lower stomach, unfiltered arousal shooting through his body and—As if burned, he forces himself away from Niragi’s lips, jumping off the bed and bringing distance between them. Running his trembling fingers through his hair, he tries to get his heartbeat to calm down and his body back under his control. Every single existing cell in his body screams vile insults at him for breaking the kiss, because every f@ck@ng tiny little cell yearns for Niragi’s proximity, longs for more — and this is exactly the reason why he needs to stop before it gets out of hand. He needs to be sure first. Otherwise he may cross a line that Niragi isn’t comfortable with crossing and the last thing he wants is to hurt or accidentally pressure him. Just how to ask? How to touch on such an intimate topic without behaving like a bull in a china shop? Sh@t, things went so well and now I'm tongue-tied once more?"Everything okay?" Niragi stands up, too, albeit way more tentatively in his movements. There's clear concern in his meek tone and that is not what he wanted to achieve with his sudden retreat. "Was it … did you not like it? Our … kiss?" 
"No— What?! No!" Chishiya exclaims hastily, shaking his head. "No, Suguru, it was … You’re a great kisser!" 
"Why did you turn away so abruptly then?" Niragi hangs his head and averts his gaze. The worst thing is, he doesn't even sound irritated about Chishiya’s retreat. He sounds f@ck@ng dejected. "You can tell me if I did something wrong or—""Are you as@xual?" Chishiya blurts out the question that had plagued his mind for the last few weeks — and wants to slap himself in the face. Okay, now this is far from eloquent or tactful, you idiot!
Niragi’s head whips up, blinking at him. Chishiya can literally see the cogs in his brain working full speed and yet the only word that comes out of his mouth is a dumbfounded "What?"
"I, uh … I-It’s okay if you are…?" Chishiya grimaces at his own inability to find appropriate words. But him staying silent would be even more torturous for Niragi, so he throws his inhibitions overboard and just goes with whatever comes to mind. "I— I don’t want to assume or impose the topic on you if you’re not comfortable to talk about, but I— As I said, the kiss was good, okay? And I … Really good is what I meant to say, the kiss was really good and it affected me in a … specific way, i-if you know what I mean? And I didn’t want to be pushy or make you uncomfortable, so I stopped. Because I don’t know if you feel the same desire as I do or if you’re even interested in sexual intimacy and even if so, is this too fast or too soon or—?""Shuntarou?" Niragi interrupts him with a telling look and Chishiya’s running mouth snaps shut. "I’m bisexual. I … kind of thought you knew?" 
"Oh," he says blankly, just staring dumbfounded at the other for a very long moment. In the last few weeks he’d spent so much time trying to decipher Niragi’s timid behavior when it comes to physical touch, thinking whether it is a sign of asexuality and as a result arranging himself with the possibility of forgoing any kind of sexual intimacy with Niragi altogether. He would have. He’d thought about it and rather quickly came to the realization that sex is not that important to him. Sure, he still wishes to get intimate with Niragi — that hasn’t changed — but it isn’t by far his main focus in their connection and much less something to break their relationship over.
Hearing now that Niragi is, contrary to his former assumptions, bisexual comes as a surprise, albeit a pleasant one. "That’s good for you. I mean—" Chishiya bites the inside of his cheek, feeling downright stupid by his choice of words. "I’m— I’m happy that you found this out for yourself. And that you told me."There’s a moment of silence laying itself over them. It’s not quite awkward, but it’s loaded with unspoken questions hanging in the air between them. "Are you …?" Niragi’s tone is cautious and despite letting the sentence unfinished Chishiya knows what he asks. Am I asexual?
"I’m …" He furrows his brows, some part of him unsure whether a ‘No’ would be a sincere answer. But he knows a specific answer that is 100 percent the whole and unaltered truth: "I’m sexually attracted to you, Suguru." 
Okay, apparently tonight’s the night where I’m speaking directly and without any filter about any kind of stuff, be it ever so intimate or self-revealing, Chishiya thinks while trying not to fall into a panic that would set him ten steps back in the end. Clasping his hands together in order to find something to ground himself, he takes a calming inhale, trying desperately to hold on to his fickle courage. "Do you … do you find me appealing? Sexually, I mean?"Something flickers in Niragi’s gaze, his adam apple bobbing up and down in a nervous rhythm. "Yeah," he croaks out, a faint blush around his nose. "Yes, I do. Very much so."
Chishiya can hear his heart stumbling in his chest due to the confession and he suddenly feels way too hot under his sweater. "And, generally speaking," Chishiya coughs, trying to get rid of the sudden lump in his throat, "do you want to get intimate with me?"
"I— … of course I do," Niragi mumbles under his breath, not able to look him in the eyes. He's fl@stered and shy in front of him, but there's no reason to doubt the honesty in his voice. It gives Chishiya the necessary courage to take a step towards Niragi again and finally ask: "You want your partner to take charge, am I right?"Niragi knits his brows, a skeptical and confused expression in his eyes. Before he can say anything, Chishiya is quick to clarify. "Not on a daily basis or in our relationship per se. I very much see us as equals and I want us decide things together." He gives him a small, but sincere smile and sees Niragi relax a bit again. "I meant particularly with physical touch. And maybe … in the bedroom, too?" Chishiya frames it as a hesitant question on purpose, giving Niragi an easy way to deny or refute his guess. Instead Niragi’s eyes widen, hand flying up to rub his neck. "I …" His face is the loveliest shade of ‘embarrassed’, tempting him to cross the distance and brush his thumb over the heated skin. He doesn’t, fearing it would render Niragi completely speechless or frighten him off. His restraint is rewarded with Niragi’s honesty. "I guess so, sometimes." Nibbling on his bottom lip, he struggles with himself for a moment. "Most of the time?" He admits eventually and it’s so quiet that he almost misses it.
"Is that why you …" Chishiya begins carefully, tuning his voice into a soft, non-judgmental tone, "why you barely initiate physical touch? Because you wanted me to take the lead?""Yes and no?" Niragi plays around with the hem of his towel, then tightening it to make sure it doesn’t slip off on accident. All the while he’s searching for words — or maybe inwardly arguing with himself whether he wants to have this conversation at all right now. Chishiya won’t push, if he doesn’t want to continue. If he isn’t comfortable talking about it yet, he’ll wait and make sure to do everything in his power to make him feel loved and comfortable around him so that he can open up to him in his own time. 
On a whim he tells him just that, watches those expressive eyes growing round as the moon in astonishment. Then Niragi coughs a bit, clearing his throat as if he's getting ready for a very important and nerve-wracking presentation. "I do like it more if my partner initiates intimacy instead of me initiating. It’s— I like it, because it makes me feel, uhm, wanted, I guess? It’s not like it don’t find enjoyment in taking control occasionally. Or … I would enjoy it, theoretically speaking, but I—" Niragi wrinkles his lips, a somber expression flashing over his face for a moment. "It’s rare that I feel … comfortable and confident enough in my own skin to do so."It takes all his effort and his well-trained pokerface not to gawk at him in utter disbelief and bewilderment. Chishiya could close his eyes right now, turn around himself on the spot a few times, then open his eyes again and look at any random part of Niragi — and he would be greeted with nothing less than someone enchanting, alluring and drop-dead gorgeous. The emotional part inside him wants to tell him just that, vehemently fight with Niragi’s low self-esteem, but the reasonable part knows a few fiercely spoken words won’t change Niragi’s f@ck@d-up self-perception, especially not overnight. It will take time and a lot of effort, on both their parts, but Chishiya has never been more willing to put up the time and effort it will take."Thanks for telling me." Carefully, he reaches out and takes Niragi’s hand. He keeps the grip loose, giving the other the chance to pull back if he doesn’t want the contact. Instead Niragi intertwines their fingers. Chishiya takes a moment to look at their hands, to enjoy the warm and tingly feeling evoked by such a simple and gentle gesture. Unbeknownst to him, it brings a small, happy smile onto his lips. "I know mere words won’t change anything right now, but I’m going to say it anyways because it’s my subjective truth: You’re beautiful, inside and out, and I can’t think of any man or woman more perfect for me than you, Suguru. And I want to support you, so is there anything I can do to make you feel more confident and comfortable in your own body? Anything to help you get there?"Once again, Niragi gives him a stare as if he’d just worked miracles and it continues to hurt his heart to see him so surprised and disbelieving at being approached with consideration and care. This needs to change. I’m going to change that. Starting right now."You’re the first one to ask me that. The first to care," Niragi breathes, voice tiny and so fragile that Chishiya squeezes his hand softly, wanting, needing to show his boyfriend that this is only the minimum of care, that he deserves so much more. That Chishiya is willing to give him all he possibly can to make him feel good. "All my previous partners — or rather the ones I opened up to — just brushed it off, calling my worries stupid and petty. Told me to … man up and don’t make such a fuzz about it. Or that I’m an attention seeker and merely fishing for compliments by calling myself ugl— by admitting to feel insecure about my appearance."Chishiya wants to tear those @ssh@l@s apart into thousand little pieces for disregarding and hurting Niragi like that. Instead he takes a deep inhale and exhale. "They weren’t worth your time or love, then," he states firmly, not leaving any space for objection on this. "And it’s not stupid or petty. They are your worries and insecurities and I’m going to take them serious. And as I said, if I can do anything to make you feel more comfortable …?""I …" Niragi takes his bottom lip between his teeth in hesitation, yet his fingers stay intertwined with Chishiya’s. "I want to feel cared for. Heard and … accepted the way I am? You’re … you’re doing a good job at that right now. I’m glad about our conversation. About putting a label on us. It makes me feel like I have finally found a place where my troubled mind and body can find rest and peace."
Chishiya raises his eyebrows, surprised and baffled, because it’s exactly the way he feels around Niragi, too. "As for, uh, you know, the more intimate stuff?" Once again Niragi rubs his neck and Chishiya allows the other to retract his hand now, understanding that sometimes a little distance helps to sort one's own thoughts better. "It's like I said, I like it if you take the lead, for now. I … I even think I need you to initiate, because it reassures me that I'm wanted and … uh, worthy of … of your time and attention and— I don't know, okay? It sounds stupid, I know it does, but my f@ck@ng brain is messed up and—" Niragi stops himself with a startled gasp as Chishiya throws his arms around him and pulls him into an embrace. Maybe the hug is a bit too firm, maybe it's awkward, considering Niragi is dressed in nothing more than a towel, but Chishiya just can't find it in himself to care, not when the person most dearest to his heart just admitted to feel unworthy of his love sometimes. "You're more than worthy of this," Chishiya says with a firm voice, leaving no chance to misinterpret or doubt what he's about to say: "You're worthy of my love and my time and attention. You're worthy of … having my body and heart however you want, Suguru. Most of all, you're worthy of feeling happy, okay? I want you to be happy, to make you happy." He retreats a bit, just enough so that he has a good look at Niragi. "And I've no problem with taking the lead. Just … if I do so, I need words from you, okay? I need to be sure I'm not crossing a line and that you're equally interested in doing whatever I initiate. So please communicate with me, even if it's … it's more than a little awkward, isn't it?" Chishiya laughs a bit and Niragi joins in."I will, I promise," Niragi replies eventually. Giving him a long, inscrutable look, he adds: "And talking about all that stuff, I … I did enjoy our kiss, as in … really enjoyed it, too. And I want to go further with you. I mean, I want to go further with you right now, i-if you'd want that, too? E-Even … all the way…""Is that so?" Chishiya muses with an amused undertone, thinking Niragi's stuttered and shy words really adorable. At the same time his confession arises a very specific desire in him, one he'd already prepared to deny himself under the assumption Niragi wasn't interested in him like that. But now, oh, now his body has decided to heat up and tingle in all kinds of places, brimming with anticipation. "I want that, too. Actually …" He gifts Niragi a grin that has a certain edge to it and feels his lower stomach tightening in pleasure to see the blush spreading on his boyfriend's face. He's so … responsive to me. It makes him curious which reactions he could coax out of Niragi in an even more intimate context.With that in mind, he lowers his tone a bit, knowing the effect his deeper voice has on others, especially paired with his pretty face. "After my disastrous attempt at cooking something for you I went—"
"You tried wha—?"
Chishiya lays his forefinger on Niragi's lips in a swift and rather spontaneous action, effectively silencing him. A rush of sudden and unexpected arousal shoots through his body, ignited by how compliant Niragi looks right now, eyes wide, cheeks flushed, but with no tone leaving his mouth anymore. "A story for another time," Chishiya leans closer to his own finger, teasing to replace it with his own lips. Under his gaze, Niragi swallows dryly, breathing already picking up and brushing softly against Chishiya's skin. It's immensely hot, the huge impact his small actions have on Niragi. "What I wanted to say: I just … showered before I went here. What a funny coincidence, hm?" With a lazy grin he takes one of those wet black strands between his fingers, playing with it and enjoying how shy and affected the other appears by his touch. Chishiya has no clue where this is coming from, has never been one for playfulness and flirtations. Apparently, Niragi has this exact impact on him, because out of nowhere he leans a bit forward, nibbling at Niragi's earlobe. The soft pant slipping past Niragi's lips only edges him on to be even braver. "I won't lie, I thought about you. Thought about how this conversation would go. About how it would feel to call you my boyfriend officially; it feels amazing. But I also imagined what could happen after our conversation, what could happen if we're on the same page with our … needs." He places a teasing little kiss behind his ear, grinning against his sensitive skin when he feels Niragi shiver underneath his treatment. Or is it the direct words that get to him? Chishiya may as well try to prove this theory just now. "I imagined you in the shower with me. Naked and pressing up against my body. And I … took certain preparations, so …" Chishiya lets the words hang in the air, lets the implication fill up the space between them with anticipation and longing. "You can … take me tonight if you desire so. Or …" He kisses him, teasingly slow but with a burning passion behind it; a promise of something more, something that will leave both of them breathless and in the throes of passion. "Or you can lie down like a good boy — and we both know you are such a good boy — and let me ride you, hm?" He takes back a step, assessing his boyfriend with attentive eyes. There’s something flickering across Niragi’s expression, something that Chishiya can’t name at first, a little twitch of his left eyebrow, mouth crinkled for such a short second that Chishiya thought he imagined it.
"Yeah, we … uh, I can," Niragi shrugs his shoulders, seemingly nonchalant and yet when Chishiya lifts his eyebrow in a silent question, Niragi averts his gaze, suddenly very interested in the atrocious wallpaper. His fingers, Chishiya notices with an observing look, twitch against where his belt usually is, where he’s currently missing his guns and that is a clear give-away: Whenever Niragi feels nervous or insecure he tends to reach for his weapons, as if to overcompensate his lack of self-confidence with pure gun power. 
  Oh… Oh! Maybe he wants it the other way around? 
He doesn't want to assume things; enjoying to 'be led' in the bedroom doesn't equal enjoying to be the receiving part in that matter. Chishiya doesn't have any preference, so with Niragi's insecurity about his own body in mind, he thought the other may be more relaxed and comfortable if taking the less vulnerable part, especially since this would be their first time together. But maybe what Niragi really wants, needs is someone to let go with, someone who can make him feel admired and loved all while slowly taking him apart. Chishiya can be that person. Chishiya can be anything Niragi wants and needs."I …" Chishiya draws the word out, contemplating whether a direct approach would lead to success and then deciding to just try it, reminding himself what Niragi had just said about ‘taking the lead’ only minutes ago; he calms his nerves down with Niragi's promise to tell him, if something isn't to his liking. "Or I can take you, if that’s what you prefer for tonight."
"I— Sh-Shut up," Niragi gives back, but it sounds more like an embarrassed mumble than a serious insult. Smiling a bit, both amused and endeared by this side of Niragi, he pulls him into a sweet kiss, enjoying how Niragi’s breath hitches, how soft and tender he kisses back. It’s the complete opposite to his rough and rather cruel persona he puts on on a daily basis and Chishiya shivers pleasurably upon knowing he’s the only one who gets to experience this softer, loving side of Niragi.Ending the kiss, Chishiya gives his boyfriend a long stare, searching eye contact which Niragi reciprocates with equal intensity. Something changes between them, making the air sizzle once more and Chishiya’s skin tingle in anticipation and tension alike. Holding eye contact, losing himself in that burning stare Niragi gifts him, he lays his hands on Niragi’s naked chest. Niragi flinches for a moment, so Chishiya waits patiently, letting the other decide whether he wants the contact or not, whether this is overstepping a line or just what Niragi secretly desires, too. When he doesn’t make any indication to move away, when his gaze turns a bit darker even, longing and anticipating, Chishiya allows himself to let his fingers slide down his torso, feather-light and without hurry. Beneath his touch Niragi shivers and trembles. Chishiya has to bite his lips in order to suppress the mischievous grin, to suppress the urge of really making his boyfriend squirm and moan for him right now. One step at a time, he reminds himself, not willing to let his sudden impatience ruin the mood; Niragi may look like a tough guy with the piercings and the ‘tall dark handsome’ agenda going for him, but he knows what lies beyond. So he makes sure to take it slow.That’s why he stops his hands at the slightly toned stomach, letting his fingertips catch the rim of the towel in casual innocence. The muscles underneath his touch tense up, clearly overwhelmed at the contact and yet Niragi doesn’t do anything to stop him. He takes it as a good sign and kisses him once more, this time with a subtle passion that makes both their hearts race.Then, careful and with an attentive gaze, he wraps his hands around Niragi’s hips and pushes. Well, it’s more a nudge than a push, really, a soft request instead of an assertive demand, but oh, does it make Chishiya’s blood boil in desire as Niragi allows himself to be guided backwards until the back of his knees meet the bed, until he lets himself fall onto it.He looks … ethereal like this, staring up at him with those expressive bedroom eyes. Black hair still a bit wet and framing his pretty face, lips opened slightly, breath coming out a little harder than necessary. There’s an adorable red hue adorning his cheeks, moving further down to his neck, an erotic flush that draws Chishiya in. Pliant and soft, freed from his usual scowl or snarl, so freaking gorgeous. Mesmerized by Niragi’s whole being, he grabs his hips once more and guides him further up the bed, an action that loosens the towel around his waist in the process. It’s not enough to reveal him, yet definitely titillating enough for Chishiya’s gaze to flicker down - and get stuck there.Swallowing dryly, he lets his finger wander down to the fabric just to stop at the seam of it. With a questioning look upwards he whispers: "Can I?" For a small moment Niragi fiddles with the bedsheets, his blush only intensifying and Chishiya is quick to add: "We don’t have to, Suguru."
Now that elicits a snort out of the other, one eyebrow raised at him. "I’m not your innocent little virgin, ‘Shiya," Niragi counters, a bit of his hidden sass coming to the surface. "But I’m all for equality, you know?" He nods to Chishiya’s fully-clothed state. "Take them off and then I’ll be willing to let you see … all of me, hm?" Niragi murmurs the last part in a lower, rougher tone and well, if that doesn’t go straight to Chishiya’s nether regions.Standing upright again, he takes care of his sweater first. His movements are neither fast nor slow, efficient and yet giving Niragi enough time to enjoy the way he reveals himself for him. Shivering under the dark, burning stare he lets the sweater fall to the ground carelessly. Fingers hooked into his beach shorts, he halts for a small hesitant moment, his exhale coming out a bit shaky. Chishiya never gave his body a second thought, never cared whether it is seen as attractive in other people’s eyes. But he also never had romantic feelings for someone before and the fact that Niragi is currently eye-f@ck@ng him makes it hard not to feel at least a little bit shy and nervous."You’re really pretty, Shuntarou," Niragi whispers into the silence, sincere and with an affectionate undertone that has his heart skip a beat just to continue twice as fast. There’s a small rare smile on his boyfriend’s lips, soft and encouraging, giving him the rush of confidence and courage to get rid of the last clothing piece. He’s meticulously careful about stepping out of the short hanging around his ankles, deliberately taking his time in order to prolong the inevitable. When there’s no logical excuse to ignore Niragi’s gaze any longer, he dares to look up.
"Forget what I said," Niragi murmurs lowly, stare roaming over his naked form to stop at his half-erected d@ck for a short moment. "You’re f@ck@ng sexy." It’s more a growl now and it goes straight to Chishiya’s erection.
"Equality, remember?" Chishiya prompts with a raised eyebrow and a demanding look at the towel, ignoring the blush spreading in his cheeks due to the compliment.
Niragi throws him a playful grin. "Eager to see me naked?"
"If you could see yourself the way I see you right now, you’d be eager, too," Chishiya gives back dryly and with a short roll of his eyes. Niragi blushes even more, eyes widened like a dear caught in headlights. Oh. Can it be that he really likes praises? Chishiya stores the information in his brain and makes sure to test his theory right away: "You always have been very attractive, Suguru." Chishiya allows himself to take a step closer to the bed, maintaining eye contact with clear intention. "Do you even know how … distracting it was to sit across from you in Hatter’s stupid little meetings? You’ve always caught my attention. You’re the only man on the Beach to ever catch my attention."
"Ha, these bad boys usually do the trick." Niragi sticks out his tongue and motions to his piercings. "Especially with guys." Despite the playfulness he tries to display, there’s an underlying bitterness in his tone, a try at downplaying himself.Chishiya is not having any of this right now. "Yeah, they’re sexy, sure." He shrugs nonchalantly. "It’s not just the piercings, though. It’s also the expressiveness in your eyes that draws me in. The pretty shape of your lips. Your cheekbones. The way you take care of your hair." That’s something Chishiya can relate to on a personal level, something that he really appreciates in a partner. "Do you know your body proportions are unfairly perfect? Tall and lean, with long legs, toned arms and that surprisingly slender waist." 
Niragi looks up at him, mouth opened and eyes widened. "That— I— … whatever." He waves his hand dismissively, but nothing can cover up the dark red flush on his face or the way his adam apple bobs up and down in nervousness. "But it’s not only your appearance, Suguru. It’s the way you make me feel things I haven’t before. How you make me care for you, how I feel cared for in return. You …" Chishiya coughs, feeling a bit shy, too. "You make me want to do better, you know? I want to be a better person. For you. For … us," he mumbles the last word so quietly that it can be easily overheard.Niragi doesn’t say anything for a really long time, just staring up at him in a way that is inscrutable for Chishiya to decipher, and when he finally does, it comes out as a whisper, voice filled with longing: "Equality, right?" Then deft fingers work on the towel, opening it and pushing it to the side, revealing himself for him. Even if Chishiya had tried to keep himself from staring overly covetous, he can’t. He is…
"Breathtaking… Of course you have a gorgeous d@ck, too," Chishiya murmurs without thinking, eyes glued to the half-erected d@ck, thick and veiny. As soon as his own words catch up to him, his cheeks heat up as if they’re on fire, ashamed at his unfiltered reaction to Niragi. At least the fact that his boyfriend is a blushing mess, too, gives him a little bit solace.
"Don’t just stare," Niragi grumbles quietly, more out of shyness than irritation. He stretches a hand out to him, looking up at him in request. "Come here, ‘kay?"Chishiya takes the offered hand and lets himself be pulled down onto the bed. Settling between Niragi’s spread legs, he groans lowly when they are finally skin on skin with each other. Placing his hands next to Niragi’s head, he leans down in clear intent. Niragi meets him halfway, one hand in his neck to deepen the kiss, the other wrapped around his lower back in order to pull their bodies closer.He’s acutely aware of every tiny place their skin meet and yet he can’t locate exactly where all the tingles come from. It’s like the entirety of his skin is electrified by Niragi’s touch, prickling in nerve-wracking and ecstatic intensity. He’s already dizzy with desire, already lost in this beautiful man underneath him, already feeling so wanted and needed and in return needy and longing for more of those addictive sensations.Only with effort and due to lack of oxygen he breaks the kiss. His own hand, he only realizes now — too enchanted had he been by Niragi’s lips — has found its way down to the sinfully slender waist. He flexes his fingers against it and when he notices the goosebumps under his fingertips and hears the breathless pant, something primal awakens him, urging him to let his hand wander lower and lower, right where Niragi is the most sensitive, right where he’s …
In a moment of clarity amongst the fog of l@st and desire clouding his brain, he halts his hand at Niragi’s stomach instead of going lower, sudden hesitation bubbling up inside him.They never talked about this — not in detail, at least — so Chishiya doesn’t really know what Niragi likes or dislikes. He has a strong inkling that praises get Niragi going, but there’s no way to tell what he likes physically speaking. Where to touch or not to touch, how hard or soft to go, if he enjoys a slower build-up or prefers a faster pace. Chishiya wants him squirming and moaning in l@st underneath him, but most of all, he wants Niragi to feel safe and comfortable around him."Is there anything you don’t want me to do?" Chishiya leans away a bit to observe Niragi’s face attentively, drawing his hand back up to rest on Niragi’s upper arm instead. "Places where I shouldn’t touch or things you don’t like me doing?"
Startled Niragi blinks up at him and the implication of that look makes Chishiya’s heart ache. He’s surprised even at the minimum of care and consideration he’s given. 
"Please tell me, Suguru," Chishiya requests once more, making sure that Niragi understands he’s dead serious about this. "I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable by doing something you don’t like."
Squirming a bit beneath him, Niragi clears his throat. "I … just don’t pin my hands into the bed or try to restrict my movements in some other way. It … gets me anxious in a bad way," Niragi admits finally. "Same goes for choking." Nodding, Chishiya waits patiently, because the way Niragi bites his bottom lip tells him that this is not the only no-go for him. "And if— if you start degrading me in any way, I will break up with you." Although the consequences seem a little too drastic and overdramatic, there is a certain look in Niragi’s widened eyes that breaks Chishiya’s heart a little. It’s almost fear with which the other man blinks up at him. Fear of being called degrading names nonetheless, of not being taken seriously, fear of his trust being abused and him being hurt deeply along the way. Chishiya doesn’t need a doctors degree in psychology to understand that some things in Niragi’s past still haunt him til this day.
  No degradation, I assumed as much. Praises on the other hand …
"I wouldn’t have degraded you either way, Suguru," he gives back, brushing the other’s knee in reassurance. "I can’t even think of saying anything mean to you. And why would I, if I can tell you how good and gorgeous you are instead? I feel like the luckiest man alive to have someone as precious as you laying in front of me like this, are you even aware of that?"As if on command, Niragi’s face lights up a deep red, the blush reaching down to his ears and neck. In sudden shyness the other turns his head to the side, meticulous about avoiding eye contact.
Yeah, praises work pretty well.
Grinning softly, Chishiya leans over Niragi so that he can place a gentle kiss on his heated cheek. "Anything you want me to do under all circ@mstances?" He whispers into his ear, kissing the spot behind it and feeling the goosebumps rising underneath his lips."I-I," Niragi coughs, clearly overwhelmed at his kisses, so Chishiya retreats a bit in order to give him the time and opportunity to voice his desires. "Caressing my inner thighs… I’m very sensi—" Niragi’s breath hitches in his throat when Chishiya follows and lets his fingertips brush over the soft and sensitive skin, innocently enough and yet with just the right amount of playfulness that brings Niragi to spread his thighs a little more in subtle invitation.
G@dd@mn, Chishiya curses inwardly, because he just can’t take his eyes off the sensual view Niragi greets him with, so much devotion, trust and vulnerability in the way he presents himself to Chishiya’s stare."And…" Niragi bares his throat a little more and slides his finger down the crook of his own neck in demonstration. "K-Kissing my throat and neck. It feels … really good."
Taking the subtle cue, he nuzzles his nose against the crook of his neck, gifting him teasing little kisses. When he dares to bite softly, only to lick over the same spot in a playful apology, Niragi lets out a noise that sounds surprisingly close to a whimper."What else?" Chishiya demands in a rougher tone now, needing to know all the spots and ways Niragi likes to be touched and stimulated, needs to know how he can please this beautiful man, so that he forgets any doubts, insecurities and problems that might haunt his equally beautiful brain. God, I want to see him wrecked underneath me, to see how much pleasure I can bring him, to make him feel the most satisfied he’d ever felt in his whole life. Because he doesn’t deserve anything less than a partner who is completely and utterly devoted to his pleasure and wellbeing."M-My piercing." Niragi motions down to his left nipple, where the silver metal shimmers in the dim lighting of the room and lures him to touch.
"Oh?" Chishiya grins cheekily, not wasting any time and roaming his fingers around Niragi’s chest, just shy of touching his nipple piercing. "Want me to play with it a little bit?" Testingly he nudges his fingertip against it, getting an immediate reaction in form of Niragi gasping underneath him.
"Pull it," he croaks out and surprises Chishiya a bit with it. But one look up in Niragi’s face, eyebrows drawn together in pleasure and with those beautiful bedroom eyes almost pleading him, shows him that he is serious.
Carefully he pulls a bit at the nipple piercing, observing Niragi closely.
"Ah- A little ha-harder."
He follows the request and tugs with a little more force, trying to balance it so that it gives Niragi just the right amount of pleasurable pain that he seems to desire.
"F@ck," Niragi gasps, squirming a bit underneath him. "Just like this, please … Tha— f@ck, that’s good."Chishiya takes this as his cue to keep pulling at the piercing while leaning down again and kissing along his throat, eliciting the first real moan out of his lover.
"F@ck- F@ck!" Niragi curses out and pushes him away after a few moments, looking absolutely wrecked already. "Just— I can’t wait much longer, Shuntarou…" With a heated gaze up at him and his face reddened by embarrassment and desire alike, he fumbles for the bottle of lube in his nightstand and pushes it into his hand, making clear what he wants.Knowing that being teased isn’t what Niragi needs right now, Chishiya quickly opens the bottle of lube and gets a good amount onto his fingers. Rubbing it between his fingers to warm it up and make the coming part more comfortable for Niragi, he seats himself between his opened legs. Carefully he puts one up over his shoulder, which gets him a startled gasp in return.
"Helps me to have better access," he murmurs reassuringly and kisses his calf briefly, hoping to take a bit of the nervousness away from Niragi, because that wide-eyed look he throws him still holds too much of hesitation and anxiety in it for his liking. "Going to be careful, okay?" True to his words, he lets his fingers slide over the cleft of his ass, soft and languidly. Not touching his entrance for now, he contents himself with just circling around it in order to ease him into it. Only when Niragi’s breathing becomes more even, the leg over his shoulder more relaxed again and he actually starts to subtly push back against the stimulation, Chishiya brushes directly over his entrance, making sure to spread the lube across it in soft motions. A shudder goes through Niragi’s body, an indefinable noise slipping out of his throat at the sudden stimulation."Is this okay?" He darts up at his boyfriend’s face, looking for affirmation and permission to add a little more pressure, just enough to slip one finger in. Niragi nods rapidly and now the nervousness and anxiety is mostly overshadowed with anticipation and want. Still Chishiya keeps his slow, unhurried pace, checks in on him when he finally enters him. Niragi clenches around him like a vine, but the little gasps leaving his mouth are one of l@st and arousal.
"When was the last time?" Chishiya keeps his tone low and quiet as not to disrupt the unique atmosphere between them, pushing his finger a bit deeper inside carefully. Niragi is still so tight around him, like he’s trying to cut off the blood circulation on the finger inside him.
"I let you know that I— ah— I know how to pleasure myself." There’s a bit of Niragi’s snappiness back in his voice, even a little smirk playing around his inviting lips. It suits him, the little burst of confidence. 
"I meant with someone else?"
The smirk vanishes, replaced by a deep blush that makes Chishiya bite his bottom lip. Immediately he regrets his question at seeing how Niragi falls back into his insecure self.
"I—" Niragi swallows dryly, then gasps when Chishiya starts to push his finger in and out carefully now to get him used to the touch. "’s been some time, I—" Turning his head to the side Niragi buries his face into his upper arm, most definitely to hide his blush of embarrassment.
"Me, too," Chishiya admits, way less embarrassed about his lack of sexual activity. "Not in The Borderland and in the real world … I think it has been at least a few years since I—" Okay, now he can feel his own cheeks heating up a little bit, but he pushes through it nonetheless. "I’m not a very sexual person." At that Niragi peaks out over his upper arm, confused and a bit concerned about his confession. "I do enjoy sex, don’t get me wrong," Chishiya is quick to specify. "I— actually, I enjoy it immensely, if it is with … the right person. Someone I’m connected with on an emotional level. Someone like you, Suguru." Smiling down at his boyfriend, he takes his hand and then scrapes his courage together. "And I think it’s easy for you to tell what an effect you have on me." With that, he guides Niragi’s hand to his own erection, already panting from just feeling Niragi wrapping his fingers around his shaft slowly."Is that so?" It doesn’t quite reach the level of sassiness from before, but there’s a little smirk accompanying Niragi’s words as he starts stroking up and down, firm but in an unhurried pace that elicits gasps and quiet moans out of Chishiya nonetheless. For a moment he forgets there’s actually a task at hand, that he still has one finger inside Niragi for a reason, overwhelmed by the sudden rush of pleasure shooting through his body. When Niragi dares to brush his thumb over the tip, Chishiya has to intervene and catch his wrist, pulling his hand away determined. "S-Stop! Can’t— Can’t focus on preparing you when you touch me like this," he rasps out.
Niragi chuckles, but lets his hand fall back into the mattress. He grips the bedsheets rather tightly, as Chishiya begins to add another finger now and grimaces in a bit of discomfort when he executes a few careful scissoring motions.
"Do you like getting your prostate stimulated?" Chishiya asks, serious in his question — something that goes missing on Niragi. "D-Don’t start teasing now!"
"I mean it," he clarifies and searches eye contact. "Some men don’t like it since the sensation can be too intense."
"Yeah?" Niragi sounds rather breathless, as he’s stretched further open by his fingers. "I’m not one of them, so…"
He doesn’t finish the sentence and he doesn’t need to, as Chishiya slows down on the scissoring motions — and then crooks his fingers upwards in a way he knows would hit Niragi’s prostate with pinpoint accuracy.The reaction he’s gifted with is one of the hottest things he’d ever laid eyes on: Head falling into the bedsheets and pretty eyes half-lidded in pure pleasure, Niragi lets out a downright whimper, his hips shifting to meet his fingers in need. "Sh-Shuntarou …" Hearing his first name out of Niragi’s mouth like a sensual plea, like an erotic melody makes it clear that he won’t be able to hold on much longer if his boyfriend is looking and sounding like this.
With that in mind, he continues to prepare him, altering between scissoring motions and stimulating his prostate, his eyes never leaving the downright erotic sight Niragi depicts right now, caught up in pure ecstasy and l@st."Tha-That’s ‘nough prep," Niragi croaks out, opening his eyes in effort and giving him a gaze that’s just shy of begging.
Swallowing upon being allowed to experience this side of Niragi, upon knowing it’s his doing that got the other so aroused, he pulls his fingers out, caressing his thigh when Niragi presses his lips together, most definitely feeling too empty all of a sudden.
He hurries to lube up his own c@ck quickly, biting the inside of his cheeks in order to keep himself together. F@ck, I haven’t been this aroused for … never. I have never been this turned on by someone before.Settling between Niragi’s spread thighs, he wraps his hands underneath the back of his knees and lifts his legs a bit. "Is this okay?" Slowly he pushes Niragi’s legs up in a 90 degree angle and lays his calves against his shoulders for support. "Or does this position feel too constricting?" He waits patiently, hands wrapped gently around his lover's thighs, ready to let his legs down by the smallest signs of discomfort.
Niragi bites his bottom lip, squirms and adjusts himself a bit on the bedsheets. "I … it’s okay, for now …"
Chishiya loosens the grip on his legs on instinct. "We don’t have to do it in this position if you feel uncom—"
"No!" Niragi blurts out, then swallows a few times. Despite his voice wavering a bit with the following words, his gaze stays on his, determined and without hesitation. "No, it’s okay. I’d like to try, just … I’ll tell if it’s too much, yeah?"
"And I’ll stop whenever you want me to," Chishiya promises with a series of soft kisses along his shin.Below him, Niragi blushes a pretty red. The tenseness in his legs seem to dissipate, relaxing under his gentle treatment. "I’d rather you finally start," he admits with a f@ck@ng pout and Chishiya has to grasp the last fragments of self-control to not just thrust into him in one go and f@ck him into the mattress. Instead he pulls him closer by his hips, watching in a rush of l@st how Niragi presses his ass against his erection and throws him a burning, needy look."You look so sexy like this," Chishiya murmurs with unfiltered adoration in his voice, before lining himself up. He takes his time entering him, attentively observing Niragi’s reaction and caressing his thigh when he grimaces in slight discomfort at one point. "Doing so well for me," he encourages him softly. On reflex Niragi clenches around him for a moment, before relaxing further, allowing him to sink in completely with a shared groan. "Such a good boy." He mumbles the praise into Niragi’s knee, placing little kisses there to show his appreciation and affection for this beautiful man in front of him.
"Y-You tease," Niragi pants, his voice already sounding wrecked and filled with l@st. "Using my praise kink against me l-like that …"
"Oh, don’t act as if you don’t like it when I call you a good, pretty boy for me." Once more, Chishiya feels Niragi twitch around him on reflex, easily confirming his words. "See? You’re clenching so perfectly around me whenever I praise you." Although he’s clearly being a tease, the smile tugging on Chishiya’s lips is one filled with love and affection. "And you deserve to hear every praise in the world, Suguru."
"Sh-Shunta— Shut up and start moving," Niragi’s demand comes out as a soft plea, so to get his point across more directly, he starts to move his hips against him as best as his position allows him. Biting the inside of his cheek when Niragi clenches around him on purpose this time, Chishiya follows his plea, his eyes glued to the way Niragi writhes beneath him. Even with the slow and testing pace he’s setting, his boyfriend looks already debauched and caught up in the throes of pleasure, head thrown back and fingers clutching the bedsheets."More … faster," Niragi pants with a desperate edge to his voice and Chishiya decides to up the pace a little bit at least. It’s definitely not as fast as the other had begged him for and still he is so pliant and obedient underneath him, taking whatever he gives him with an unwavering eagerness that is a huge turn-on. Chishiya decides he deserves to be told again just what a good boy he is for him.
"You’re so gorgeous, Suguru. Making me feel so f@ck@ng good, the way you take me. You’re the prettiest guy I’ve ever laid my eyes on." Chishiya accompanies his praise with well-angled thrust that has Niragi’s toes curl and his hips pressing back against him in search for even more friction. "Does it feel good for you, too?"
He expects an indignant snort, a snappy reply, at least another breathless half-hearted "Shut up". Thus Niragi’s open-hearted and sincere reply comes as a surprise. "Yeah … yes, feels so f@ck@ng good, I— ah, d-don’t— f@ck, don’t stop, ‘kay? Please don’t stop," he babbles mindlessly, his voice high-pitched and hoarse.
"I won’t." And then, to emphasize his promise, he picks up the pace considerably and keeps it for a little while, high on the tightness around his erection, the noises he draws out of Niragi’s mouth and those ridiculously pretty bedroom eyes staring up at him, full of love and need and l@st.Niragi’s legs, sweaty and trembling, threaten to slip off from the force of one of his harder thrusts, so Chishiya catches them and pushes them back up over his shoulders — that is, until Niragi mumbles a quick but determined "Down!" Immediately Chishiya obeys the order, observes Niragi’s face, on the verge of asking if everything is okay, if he’s too harsh with him. But as soon as Niragi’s legs are free, he wraps them around his lower back firmly. With an unexpected force, Niragi pulls him impossibly close, guiding him to thrust deep and hard inside him, leaving both of them panting.
"W-Warn a guy!" Chishiya groans as he feels his erection being squeezed and stimulated by Niragi’s tight heat, feels himself racing dangerously fast towards the edge without any brakes to stop him. Not yet, f@ck, keep it together! Be a good top and make him come first, make sure he’s fully satiated and pleased and only then take your own pleasure from him. "Con— ah, sh@t! Consider yourself w-warned." With that, Niragi pulls him down by the neck and kisses him like he’s the air he needs to breathe, like he can’t live without Chishiya’s lips on his, can’t survive without having every inch of them touching. Their breaths mingle, limbs entangled and bodies meeting in a rhythmical, ecstatic dance that sets both their skins on fire. It’s just how Chishiya had imagined it before and sitll a thousand times better: More intense, intimate, ecstatic, mindblowingly good. Chishiya wants to melt into this fascinating human being beneath him, wants to see his pleasure rise into the endlessness, wants every muscle in his beautiful body trembling and tensing with pure arousal and l@st. More than anything, he wants to see the glimmer in his gorgeous eyes when he topples over the edge and sinks into the deep ocean of utter bliss. He wants to take him apart, piece by piece, leave him raw and vulnerable and so f@ck@ng satisfied in front of him, only to put him back together afterward, gently and with all the care he deserves. He wants to make him understand, once and for all, that this is just for him, that he will do anything to keep him happy and content around him.
Starting with making him come undone.Using the knowledge he’d gathered, his lips wander off to that delicate throat, kissing and licking until Niragi writhes pleasurably underneath his treatment, meeting his thrusts with a burning need. "F@ck@ng hell, Suguru," Chishiya allows himself to curse and it does something to Niragi for he lets out a downright wrecked whimper. "Do you even know how f@ck@ng hot you are? How good you feel, wrapped so tightly around me?" Biting into the sensitive skin under his teeth, he uses one hand to play with the nipple piercing, first teasingly soft, right before pulling.
"F@ck, Shunt— F@ck! W-Wait, wait! I’m— oh sh@t!" Niragi exclaims hoarsely, a sudden urgency in his tone. A clear warning — that Chishiya decides to ignore when he wraps his hands under Niragi’s ass and lifts his hips off the mattress, just at the right angle so that his next thrusts don’t just brush against his prostate, but hit it dead on.
Pleasurable pain shoots through him in wave as Niragi’s fingernails claw harshly across his back in desperate search of support, the body underneath him shaking violently, hips jerking back against the stimulation as he comes undone, eyes fluttering close and his mouth opened in a silent cry. Chishiya feels the sticky semen against his own stomach, the way Niragi twitches around him uncontrollably, watches how his body first tenses up on repeat before going lax and slipping into blissful afterglow. He bites his lip hard, the sight alone so erotic that he’s this close to finish. With a last ounce of self-control, he pulls out as carefully as possible, kissing Niragi deeply and silencing the whimper with it. For a small eternity they give themselves to the kiss and each other, before the lack of air forces them apart."That …" Chishiya pants, trying to supply his brain with enough oxygen to think. Was so f@ck@ng hot, I want to make him come again and again and again …
"Sorry …" Niragi turns his head to the side, averting Chishiya’s perplex stare. "I wasn’t— I tried—" He bites his bottom lip hard, his whole face glowing in a deep red that isn’t solely from their current activity.
"W-Wait, are you … are you sorry, because you just …?" Chishiya motions between them, where Niragi’s evidence of pleasure is smeared across both their stomachs. The other lets out an inscrutable noise, something between an embarrassed whine and a tormented groan. It’s answer enough. "Why?" Chishiya asks, his tone softer now, trying to understand Niragi's current emotional state.
Niragi snorts. "’Cause it’s … Normally I last longer a-and … you didn’t even …" It’s shame with which Niragi nods down to Chishiya’s still hard erection; shame and something that looks dangerously close to self-loathing. "Sorry if this wasn’t … any good for you," Niragi whispers into a few strands of his black hair, weak and with a broken edge in his tone that sends Chishiya’s head reeling. He’s … is he seriously thinking that it didn’t feel good for me? That he needed to … ‘perform’ better? And then: F@ck@ng @ssh@l@s, his previous partners who made him that insecure about something so natural like this!"Suguru?" Carefully he takes Niragi’s face in his hands, guiding it towards him so that he can catch his frightened gaze. "It was amazing for me, okay? It was so freaking hot, you were so f@ck@ng—"
"B-But you didn’t even—"
"And it took all my self-control not to when you looked so g@dd@mn@d gorgeous, falling apart for me like this," Chishiya admits with a reassuring smile, brushing a few black strands out of his face, so that Niragi doesn’t have the chance to hide his blush (and his pretty face) behind them.
"But why? Why didn’t you …?"
Chishiya swallows dryly, his own cheeks heating up at that. "I, uhm … I wanted to make sure you’re satisfied first. I wanted to make it good for you, first and foremost. Because I care about you. And because it … I guess, it gives me pleasure to know I can satisfy you."
"Oh." Niragi sounds and looks as if he just had the enlightenment of the year. "So you …" He coughs awkwardly. By now his face must be scorching hot, considering the dark red color. "Wanted me to … to come."
"Suguru," Chishiya rolls his eyes a little before giving his boyfriend a pointed look. "If I could I’d make you come over and over again all night long, before I’d finally take care of my own pleasure."
Niragi’s adam apple bobs up and down for a moment, clearly overwhelmed and embarrassed at the open-hearted confession. Then a small frown makes its way onto his forehead instead, mouth twisted into a half-pout. "That doesn’t sound like equality? I want you to, you know, enjoy yourself, too."
  Is it too soon to come forward with my assumption that serving his pleasure and seeing him fall apart repeatingly might be equally or even more arousing for me than actually experiencing an @rg@sm? Well, a conversation for another time.
"I said if I could," Chishiya emphasizes and gives him a slow, intimate kiss. "You can’t be seriously thinking I’d be able to last that long with you being … you. If you do, then you severely underestimate the impact you have on me."
Niragi blinks up at him as if he’d just told him that elephants can fly. "I, uh …" It’s almost comical how his mouth opens and closes without any words coming out. If it wouldn’t be so sad to see him doubting his own self-worth."You are the most important person in my life, Suguru." Chishiya cradles his face with both his hands, ensuring that he has the other’s full attention during the next words. "And I love you. It took me a very long time to admit it to myself and even longer to tell you that, but it’s the truth. Hell knows I have a lot of flaws, but I’m not one to do things half-heartedly. I’m in this 100 per cent and this won’t change." Once again, he connects their lips, pouring all the love, admiration and affection he holds for Niragi into the kiss in hopes of the other understanding. "I want to make you happy, because you deserve to be happy. And you deserve to be spoiled and treated like the most precious being there is. And I want to help you understand just how amazing you are." He gifts the other a soft smile, partly amused and partly sad about the downright astonished expression on Niragi's face. "And this? This is about the best sex I've ever had. Nobody has ever … evoked such a craving in me before. Or managed to get me this thirsty for a simple touch or a soft kiss or a mere whispered word like you d— Wha-?!" Chishiya’s explanation is interrupted by his own surprised yelp, air pressed out of his lungs as he lands on his back, as Niragi reverses their position with a swift and completely unexpected motion. Flummoxed by that turn of events, he blinks up at his boyfriend, watches how the other seats himself on his hips before leaning down and continuing the kiss from before. "I love you, too," Niragi whispers close to his lips, forehead placed against his own and for a moment they stay still like that, enjoying each other’s proximity and the intimacy of it. Then Niragi kisses along his cheek and further towards his ear. "And I … I want to ride you so f@ck@ng bad right now." Chishiya shivers pleasurably, both due to the breath brushing against his sensitive skin and the titillating promise. "That okay with you, ‘Tarou?"
Chishiya gives an affirmative noise, eagerly nodding his head, because, holy f@ck@ng sh@t, yes?! He may have only imagined Niragi underneath him until now, but the thought of Niragi on top of him, of watching how his gorgeous boyfriend takes his pleasure from him however he wants is a completely different level of arousing.
"Good." Niragi sits upright again, yet in spite of his words he doesn't make a move to get right to it. Instead he assesses him with a long gaze, a small grin tugging at the corner of his mouth. As if he has all the time in the world, he gathers his loose strands in both hands and pins his hair up to his typical messy but stylish half-bun, arching his spine a bit in the process and presenting himself for Chishiya to stare at. And staring he does, from that pretty face down to that delicate throat, now exposed, and further down to his chest with that devilish piercing and his toned stomach, just to stop at his c@ck and those pretty thighs. It's maddening how perfect he is in Chishiya's eyes.A light-hearted chuckle pulls him out of his trance-like state and his gaze back up to Niragi's face. The ghost of a grin from before has morphed into a downright alluring smirk now and Chishiya swallows hard, squirming a bit underneath him. There's something in the way Niragi displays himself so shamelessly right now, something in his smirk and attitude that differs greatly from only mere minutes ago. Confidence, Chishiya recognizes with an arousing tug in his lower stomach. It's the sudden confidence and self-assurance in his body language. The way he looks comfortable in his own body, the way he exudes calm poise while being on display for me. The shy and nervous side of Niragi has tugged at Chishiya's heart strings, but this side right here is bound to get him into real trouble fast.As if Niragi can read his mind and wants to prove him just how much of a tease he can be, he lets his hand wander down along his own throat, baring it for Chishiya to trace it with his gaze. It's a slow and sensual way Niragi touches himself, one slender finger sliding past his collarbone and then circling around his nipple for a small eternity, teasing himself and Chishiya with the motion. When he finally allows himself to touch his nipple piercing, he does so with a tug, eliciting a breathy moan out of himself. In a surge for friction, Niragi thrusts his hips forward, their d@cks sliding against each other in the process. It's sloppy, short and not nearly enough to be truly satisfying, but it makes Chishiya's c@ck twitch and his mind hazy with lust.Mindlessly, he reaches for Niragi's d@ck, already half-erected once again, wrapping his hand around it in a sudden urge to contribute to Niragi's pleasure in any way possible — he doesn't get far with his try, when Niragi grunts out a rather assertive "Hands off" and pushes his hand away. Chishiya obeys without objections, keeping both his hands beside him, his fingers fidgeting in the bedsheets to distract himself from the ravenous desire to touch Niragi. 
"You're cute when you're pouty," Niragi whistles, a mischievous edge to his grin.
"Not as cute as you, pretty boy," Chishiya counters, feeling at least a bit of satisfaction at the blush adorning Niragi's cheekbones once again.
Niragi answers by taking his hands and laying them onto his thighs, surprising him. "You can touch me here. Or here." He guides them up to his hips for a moment, his stare burning. "Or even my ass. Actually … I'd really like you to squeeze and play with my ass while I'm on top of you." His voice has taken on a rougher and lower intonation, sending shivers down his spine in an instant. He lets go of his hands and Chishiya follows the subtle request, enjoying how perfect those b@tt cheeks feel in the palm of his hands. "But other than that, you're only gonna watch for now, got that?"
"Whatever you want," Chishiya whispers back immediately, because it is the truth. Whatever Niragi wants, Chishiya will do everything in his power to make it happen.Niragi throws him a surprisingly soft and gentle smile at that, his hand playing with his nipples for a bit before slipping past his chest and along his stomach. Mesmerized by the sensual display, Chishiya's gaze follows the slow and seductive movement of his hand, imagines how soft, warm and sweaty his skin would feel under his own fingertips, how his muscles would twitch underneath his touch. For a second Niragi stops right above his c@ck, taking the time to thrust his hips forward once more and eliciting a gasp out of him. Chishiya returns the favor by clawing his fingers into his b@ttocks in a sudden rush of possessiveness, enjoying the surprised pant leaving Niragi's mouth.
With a burning stare down at him, Niragi lets his thumb glide over the wet tip of his own c@ck, barely able to keep in the whine. His eyebrows are furrowed, his lips twisted in an expression that looks almost tormented, but he keeps teasing himself like this, just his fingertip sliding over and prodding the sensitive and red glans. He looks like he’s on the verge of overstimulating himself, thighs shaking and eyes pressed close, and all that just for Chishiya’s voyeuristic pleasure. 
Enthralled by the show Niragi gives him, he watches that pretty c@ck pulsate at the stimulation, watches how Niragi throws his head back, how his finger comes away drenched in sticky liquid eventually, watches how small spurts of precum leak from the tip and trickle down along his twitching erection — only to land on Chishiya's stomach. Oh. Oh f@ck.
Chishiya bites the inside of his cheeks hard, desperate to suppress the needy whine sitting in the back of his throat. Body fluids were never a thing that turned him on. In all honesty, he always found it rather bothersome and couldn't understand what other people found so alluring about being covered in cum, be it their own or even worse, those of their partners. It seemed rather… inconvenient. 
And yet … 
And yet the sight of Niragi's arousal marking up his body is arousing him even further."Do you like that?" There's a knowing glint in Niragi's dark eyes as he look up from the mess he made and into his face. "What do you want, Shuntarou?" He asks in an alluringly velvet tone, left eyebrow raised slightly, a tad bit c@cky now and of f@ck@ng course, c@ckiness suits him very well, too.
"I want you to kiss me," Chishiya admits after swallowing down the rather shameful 'Want to taste and swallow your come'. "And then I want you to use my body to make yourself feel good."
"Oh?" The other eyebrow joins his left one as Niragi seems to contemplate something. Then he shakes his head once. "No. I'm gonna use your body to make both of us feel really good." With that he leans down to fulfill his first wish, letting their lips collide passionately. Fumbling around for the bottle of lube, Niragi squeezes a good amount of it onto his fingers, right after ending the kiss with a last sensual nudge of his tongue against Chishiya’s. Then he places his dry hand on his chest to support himself, while reaching between his legs with his other hand and—
Chishiya can't see it from his current position, but he still can pinpoint the exact moment when Niragi presses his fingers inside himself, the choked-up gasp and the slick, lewd noises a clear giveaway."F@ck," Niragi curses under his breath, eyebrows drawn together in a mixture of pleasure and concentration. "You did a good job prepping me. Stretched me really good, 'Tarou."
"And you took me so well. You're going to look gorgeous on my c@ck, Suguru." To emphasize his words, he pulls Niragi's cheeks apart a bit, prompting his boyfriend to reach even deeper inside himself. With a series of breathless pants falling from his lips, Niragi plays with himself for a few moments, nowhere near tired of or immune to the praises Chishiya utters out. If anything, it spurs him on to pull his fingers out rather quickly and guiding Chishiya’s c@ck between his butt cheeks. Slow, but steady he sinks down onto him, both hands clutching at his shoulders for support. Taking his bottom lip between his teeth, Chishiya forces himself to remain still, fighting against the overwhelming urge of thrusting up, of pulling Niragi’s ass flush against his pelvis and experiencing his tight walls clenching around him ecstatically. But this is Niragi’s turn and there’s a certain appeal in letting Niragi take his pleasure from him however he wants.It’s a slower, but very sensual pace that Niragi sets, his hips moving up and down rhythmically and with a gracefulness that is impossible to match. His fingers are wrapped around Chishiya’s thighs to support himself, while he leans back a bit, giving him the most erotic view Chishiya has even been allowed to lay eyes on. Following his boyfriend’s hint from before, he grabs his ass, altering between squeezing them possessively and spreading them when his erection threatens to slip out due to his motions soon becoming sloppier and faster."F@ck, you feel really good," Niragi lets out between two gasps, "Just the right f@ck@ng size."
Chishiya frowns at that, a tinge of indignation and shame taking over him. He’d never been embarrassed about something so trivial as his dick size, yet he is aware of the inevitable fact that he is a bit below average in both length and girth. It didn’t matter to him before, but right now it feels like a jab to his ego instead of a compliment.Niragi had to have noticed the change in his expression. "I mean it, Shuntarou. I‘m not into big dicks. Brings me discomfort rather often rather fast when bottoming. But yours …" He pierces him with his intense gaze as he pushes his hips down deliberately and Chishiya knows he’d managed to hit his own prostate when those expressive eyes flutter close in sudden ecstasy and one of those cute little gasps fall past his opened lips. "F-F@ck … your c@ck fits so f@ck@ng perfect, it’s … ah!" He rolls his hips down continuously now, searching for friction and pleasuring himself on his c@ck. Chishiya can’t do anything besides staring up at his lover in complete awe, moaning alongside Niragi when his walls clench rhythmically around his erection in need. "I— F@ck@ng hell, I think I can come just from this," Niragi groans out breathlessly, looking like the personification of sensuality: eyes closed, brows drawn together in pleasure, bottom lip tugged between his teeth and that erotic flush adorning his high cheekbones, his neck and collar bone. 
With a little gasp he lets the bottom lip slip free from his teeth, wetting them subconsciously and as if he can actually feel the sudden craving inside Chishiya, he slows down a bit to lean over and connect their lips in a passionate kiss. "Your c@ck is f@ck@ng perfect for me, so don’t worry ‘bout size, ‘kay?" Niragi whispers close to his mouth, a strand of black hair tickling his cheek. "I ain’t a size queen."On reflex Chishiya’s gaze slips down between them, where Niragi’s own erection bounces up and down with each motion of his hips, the thick head glistening and his long shaft veiny. He blushes deeply when his mind comes up with the arousing fantasy of how f@ck@ng full and stretched Niragi can make him feel around his c@ck, how challenging it would be to take him, how deep he could reach inside him. 
The sudden shift in his attention doesn’t go unnoticed and Niragi raises an eyebrow in amused realization. "Oh?" A low chuckle leaves his mouth, as he wraps his hand around his own c@ck and leans back a bit to give him a better view. Slowly, teasingly, he slides his hand from the base to the tip and back down, knowing exactly how to stroke to make himself moan in pleasure and to show off how well-endowed he is. "But someone else is a size queen, hm?" Niragi murmurs in that darker sensual tone that has Chishiya choking on his own spit. "You like what you see? Like how long and thick my c@ck is?" He leans down again, kissing along his throat and up to his ear, nibbling on the sensitive spot behind it and forcing a soft whimper out of him. "Next time I’ll fill you so good, you feel me for days." The dirty promise, whispered so enticingly against his ear, gives him a full-body shiver. "You’d like that, hm?"Deciding Niragi has teased him enough, he ‘punishes’ his c@ckiness with a hard and quick thrust upwards, reveling in the way Niragi can’t hold back a lewd, needy moan as his prostate is assaulted. He expects to be pushed back down again, for Niragi to take the reins once more. But the other actually surprises him when he nuzzles his face into the crook of his neck, behaving almost docile. "Come on, ‘Tarou. F@ck me," he pants softly against his skin, his voice filled with desire and want, pushing his ass back down on his c@ck to encourage him to move with him. "Please, need you to f@ck me…"Something snaps inside Chishiya’s brain at hearing none other than Niragi f@ck@ng Suguru beg for his c@ck. With all his vigor and force he thrusts up inside Niragi’s tight heat, feeling him clench so f@ck@ng desperately around him. One hand on his inviting ass cheek, kneading the flesh under his fingers, he slips his other down to Niragi’s c@ck, gently nudging Niragi’s own hand away. Unlike the last time, Niragi lets it happen willingly, burying his face deeper in his neck, as he brushes over the tip of his twitching erection. "Close … ‘m close, Shuntarou, I’m—" Niragi’s voice breaks at the end, overloaded with ecstasy and need, trembling above him like leaves in the wind.
Me, too, he wants to admit, but instead he speeds up his strokes around Niragi’s c@ck and ignores the strain in his thigh muscles in order to snap his hips up against Niragi’s own movements. There’s a desperate want inside him and it’s solely directed at the pleasure he can bring this beautiful man above him.
"F@ck! I’m so— oh sh@t, Shunta—!" Niragi’s stuttered words are muffled against his skin, hands clawing at his shoulders in search of support as he comes undone with a gorgeously meek whimper, painting Chishiya’s hand and both their stomachs white with his second climax.Chishiya works him through his @rg@sm, trying not to tumble over the edge with how Niragi’s walls flutter around his c@ck in ecstatic waves. But Niragi has other plans, because despite the oversensitivity he has to feel right now, despite the wheeze of discomfort, he begins to move again, creating friction for him to follow. "Come inside me," he murmurs into his ear, his voice rough from the high of his @rg@sm. "Want you to fill me up with your come. You can do that, right? Be a good boy for me and obey now." The change in his intonation, the subtle dominance sneaking into his tone at the last sentence is such a surprising turn-on that Chishiya feels the tell-tale pull in his lower stomach, his thighs shaking violently as he drives his cock up into his lover. Shivering above him, Niragi clenches around him on purpose, clinging to his cock so hard that he’s pushed over the edge with a sharp outcry and Niragi’s first name tumbling out of his mouth.There’s no way of telling how long they remain in this position, with Niragi laying completely on top of him, their breaths mingling as they share kisses that are void of any passion now but filled with something much more softer and precious.
After a while, Chishiya nudges his hips gently, a silent request, and although the other groans reluctantly he follows and lifts himself up, a soft whimper escaping his lips as his cock slips out of him and he is left with the feeling of being stretched around nothing.
Using his last ounce of strength Niragi swings his leg off of him and lets himself fall back into the mattress. With a long sideglance Chishiya watches the other, eyes closed contently, black hair ruffled up from their tryst, face flushed with that pretty pink hue, chest rising and falling in a slow and relaxed way. But most of all, there’s this soft, open-hearted smile, this time clearly visible, of pure happiness that sends Chishiya’s heart off to a sprint again and puts a smile on his face, too.
F@ck, I'm so weak for this man.He lifts himself up in order to go to the bathroom real quick, but is stopped by a hand around his wrist, pulling him back into the bed. "I’m just getting something to clean you up," he begins to explain, but is interrupted by a soft "Don’t." Now on his side facing him, Niragi gives him a lazy blink of his eyes. "I don’t mind having your come inside me a little longer," he mumbles almost inaudible, blush intensifying around his nose. And then, as if it’s decided, he throws his leg over Chishiya’s to playfully pin him to the bed, scooting closer until he can bury his face into the crook of his neck again and wrap his arms around his middle. He curls around Chishiya, makes himself tinier and snuggles up into his side like a black, trusting, little kitten demanding caresses by acting cute and that’s really too much for Chishiya’s poor and weak heart. Caving in to Niragi’s will so f@ck@ng fast he wraps his own arm around Niragi’s back, wide-eyed when he actually gets a content purr in response.
He’s gonna kill me with his own two hands if he knows I called him this in my mind, but … he is like a cute little kitty right now."Didn’t know you are such a cuddler," Chishiya teases softly, his fingers playing with a few loose black strands, pushing them back behind his ear for the sole selfish purpose of being able to stare at his pretty face for as long as he wants.
"Shut up," Niragi grunts back quietly, but it is accompanied by such a gentle and intimate kiss that Chishiya melts under his lips, wrapping his arms tighter around the other, never wanting to let go again.
  
  

    
      
        
        
          This fic was just the perfect excuse to try writing (shy) bottom Niragi and I kinda think it suits him. Especially with Chishiya being such a softie for him in this story. Hope you enjoyed the second part and their time together ;) Kudos and comments are always welcome. Tell me if you liked the softer portrayal of them both.With this part this storyline is officially finished. I might have a few funny ideas considering their 'Arcade Date', but for now I'll probably gonna focus on other stories. Thanks for reading and maybe I'll see you in another story! :)'
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