[ Yuji can feel as Suguru starts to shift, giving away that he’s awake. He’s spent enough time with the other man to know that this might just be him deciding to let Yuji know - it’s almost a game, playing to see what Yuji can sense and tell, if he can recognise that Suguru is teasing him or pushing him. They’re getting closer to each other, rebuilding those lost bridges, but it’s never going to be a perfect relationship, not after everything that’s happened. Suguru isn’t that kind of man any more.
It’s not as if he minds, though. If he’s cursed to die, he might as well live in a way that makes him happy while he can, right?
As Suguru begins to shift, rocking back against him, Yuji makes a soft, pleased noise, lips curling into a smile against his lover’s neck. This is a good morning, then; not one where Suguru has woken up enraged at the world or burning from phantom pain, and not one where Yuji has woken with grief and sadness and the urge to feel pain to ease it, either. An almost happy morning for the two of them, which is a sweet relief, given the nature of their world.
Giving him more of those peppered kisses, Yuji smiles. ]
Good morning, Suguru. [ He rocks forward again, cock grinding gently against the man’s body, boxers tight. ] You’re pretty cute like this, you know?
[ Suguru is more curious than put off by Yuji's obvious ardor. It's been... he has no idea how long since someone was grinding against his ass. There's almost a comical novelty to it – so startlingly domestic in the simplicity of waking tangled with his lover, like Suguru isn't a fallen cult leader and terrifying curse user being kept by his former best friend in a house against his will.
How quaint.
He doesn't snort with scoffing laughter, but it's close as Suguru exhales on a chuckle. ]
"Cute?" I think you might still be dreaming, Yuji. [ Maybe Suguru used to be "cute," but the man he's become? No way, in his mind.
He doesn't think there's anything cute about how he grinds back into the cradle of Yuji's hips, one of his legs sneaking back to hook around Yuji's, encouraging him closer. ]
Then it’s a really nice dream. [ Yuji thinks he has the right to call Suguru cute whenever he wants, but he also knows better than to push the other man’s limits. Needle or tease him too much and he’ll close up completely, the soft moment stolen from them entirely. There’ll be better times for it, like when they’re both blissed out and sleepy from sex.
That’s the plan, anyway.
Suguru hooks himself around Yuji’s legs, tangling them together, and he feels himself getting all the more excited for it, rocking forward and chasing the feeling. He’s never topped anyone before, even though he’s thought about it, and the idea of pressing into Suguru and making him feel good… It’s as heady as the idea of falling to his knees for him.
Smiling, he hums softly, hips still grinding softly. ]
[ Suguru has no idea what Yuji actually intends with the grinding, considering Yuji has, as far as he's aware, never topped. He doesn't mind if this is just aimless pleasure-seeking, especially not when he's still gathering his wits and coming out of the grogginess of deep sleep. ]
Did you now?
[ Suguru glances over his shoulder at Yuji, crooked smile soft on his lips. He shifts the arm he's lying on, reaching behind himself to find Yuji's hair and affectionately scritch through his pink locks. ]
I can't say I had any interesting dreams, so why don't you tell me about yours?[ He slept Fine. It's odd to realize he sleeps better curled up with Yuji after all these years apart, but he does. ]
People who know about him and Suguru might think he’s insane, but it’s in moments like this that he knows that the older man truly loves him. Stroking fingers through his hair, watching him fondly, all that bitterness and anger put aside for a moment… It shows, and Yuji recognises it for what it is.
He’s happy. They’re both happy, together. ]
It was kinda like this.
[ Shiftimg his body to make it more comfortable for Suguru, almost unconscious, Yuji sighs softly. ]
We were lying together, and I was kissing you and touching you all over. Doing whatever I wanted.
[ How cute to think about Yuji being so eager to be affectionate – it makes Suguru feel oddly nostalgic. Something that calls to Suguru's long-forgotten heart and fond memories of schooldays with Yuji. ]
And what kind of things did you want to do in that dream? Maybe they don't have to stay imaginary.
[ Kissing, touching – that's not surprising and certainly easy to accommodate. He assumes Yuji is just getting worked up, getting into the moment, and he figures that as soon as he turns around, he'll pin Yuji beneath him or drag the teenager into his lap. He still figures Yuji is overexcited and seeking any outlet.
His hips press back into Yuji's with the rhythm the teenager adopts, meeting the forward grind with pressure and a slight rotation in his hips. Not too much, not too lewd, but he can't resist teasing his lover when presented with the opportunity. ]
[ Yuji gets caught in it sometimes too - thinking about how it was when they were both teenagers, both of them exploring and learning about themselves for the first time. It's all different now, but... There's still a hint of something soft under all the hurt and bitterness that they have between them now.
The fact that Suguru is rocking back against him, grinding back against him, has Yuji breathing out a sharp little noise, biting his lip before he lets his teeth sink into Suguru's skin gently, sucking at the skin gently. He wonders if it'll leave a mark, and it's not as if anyone is going to see... ]
I dunno. I don't know if you'd like it.
[ The idea of Suguru wanting to be on the bottom... ]
[ Suguru rumbles with an approving sound as Yuji bites, soft and more a graze against his skin – but still enough to send sparks of interest down his spine.
But oh, that's intriguing.
Suguru glances back at Yuji from the corner of his eye, brow cocked with curiosity. ]
You'll never know unless you ask. [ In an effort to entice Yuji to share, Suguru rocks his hips back again, grinding up along the distended curve of Yuji's straining cock. ]
[ The soft noise that comes out of his mouth is impossible to smother, and Yuji shivers with it, squeezing his arms around Suguru all the tighter, nuzzling and tucking himself as close as he can get to his lover. After a moment, he breathes out and lifts his head, hooking his chin over his shoulder. ]
It was a little like this, but it was a wall, not a bed.
[ Suguru is more aware of Yuji's strength as the teenager squeezes him in the circle of his arms, pressing close and clinging to Suguru with enough force that it would be genuinely challenging for Suguru to get free – if he wanted to do so. Instead, he's quite content to let Yuji koala onto him. He wants to reach back, hold him closer, but once again, he's limited by lying on his one arm; he compensates by flexing his leg around Yuji's, tilting his hips back to snugly tuck their pelvises together, pressing against Yuji's erection.
The words are fascinating, new insights into Yuji that Suguru didn't know existed when they were in school together. ]
I was letting you... fuck me against the wall? Is that what you were doing in your dream, Yuji?
[ Sighing softly, he squeezes his eyes shut until he hears Geto speak again - and that makes him feel a little better. He's not getting angry, or falling into those dark moods that sometimes overtake him, so Yuji feels as if he might be able to push this forward a little bit more.
He rocks back, grinding against Yuji's hard cock, and Yuji makes a sharp, desperate little noise, whimpering it out before he swallows and licks his lips. ]
Yeah. I was holding you up, and you let me fuck you hard.
[ Yuji's sounds are music to Suguru in the quiet peace of the morning hour. Close to his ear, punctuated by a whimper – delicious. Suguru hums his own approval, watching Yuji from the corner of his eye. ]
I only let someone fuck me if they're strong enough for it.
[ Suguru has to respect someone's strength and abilities to ever allow them to have something resembling the upperhand. He must be impressed, be convinced that the person fucking him is capable of giving him what he needs.
Even if he and Yuji never experimented with this back in school, Suguru is more curious than skeptical. ]
What do you think, Yuji? Do you think you're strong enough?
[ Yuji swallows, arm moving away from Geto to lean over him a touch more, so that he can start to kiss along his jaw. It's nice, comfortable, and he likes being able to do this, loves being in his lap, clambering all over him like an overexcited puppy.
[ Suguru is so endeared by Yuji's inclination to climb him like a jungle gym, wrapping around him snugly and effortlessly. That's never changed over the years. Mentally, he tracks the downward progress of one of Yuji's hands, and the muscles in his belly inadvertently clench, his cock tenting his boxers noticeably now.
Suguru's laugh is breathier when Yuji leans in for a kiss, and Suguru returns it, smiling against the teenager's mouth. ]
Thank goodness for that.
[ A small nip to Yuji's lower lip. ]
I didn't know you were interested in more than bottoming. You're always so eager to get on your knees for me. [ Suguru certainly won't complain about that. ]
[ Suguru looks so good like this, lounging around in his bed, hair a blanket of silken black behind him as he shifts and lets Yuji look at him. He's beautiful, absolutely stunning, and he almost physically licks his lips as he settles in place, cheeks flushed a nice red.
Even his laugh is nice, and getting to hear it makes Yuji so happy. It's rare, some days, when Suguru is sadder, so he takes all these little memories and keeps them for himself. ]
I like being on my knees for you, and I like when you're in charge.
[ He nuzzles their noses together gently. ]
But I like the idea of taking care of you in this way, too.
[ Yuji treats Suguru with such sweetness that it makes the older sorcerer ache. The moment feels so surreal, reminiscent of high school and a simpler time; Suguru briefly wonders if he's still asleep and dreaming this. His smile is soft and fond as he shifts, half turning to get his arm out from under himself, reaching around to brush the backs of his fingers over Yuji's cheek. ]
Mm, it sounds like another way for you to be a good boy. Makes sense to me.
[ Because Yuji is the best boy, such an eager people-pleaser that whatever is left of Suguru's good sense wishes the teenager would put himself first just once.
Leaning up to close the small gap between them, he steals a brief kiss from Yuji. ]
I think we can make that dream a reality this morning. Up for it?
[ The kiss is delicious, and Yuji sinks into it, chasing the taste of Suguru's mouth and the shape of his touch as he leans lower and lower. He's clearly desperately in love with Suguru and he doesn't even bother to try to hide it, lifting his body up so that the other man can get more comfortable on the bed.
The phantom pain that Suguru suffers from and the awkwardness of only having one arm can make things more difficult, but that's okay. Yuji can handle this, too. ]
I like it when I get to make you feel good.
[ The promise of being allowed, though... Licking his lips, he leans a little closer, pressing into Suguru's body all over again. ]
[ Suguru readjusts under Yuji, not quite settling onto his back or rolling onto his other side; he can reach up and touch Yuji, can brush fingers over bare skin when the teenager presses close again. ]
I do want to.
[ He's curious to see how Yuji will perform. Even if Yuji has never topped before, Suguru has plenty of faith in his tenacity and desire to please. ]
I know you'll do a good job. But you're going to have to get me ready for you first. [ Suguru is definitely out of practice with taking cock. ]
[ It's tempting to just sink back into the bed and curl himself up into the warm bulk of Suguru's chest, to tangle their arms together until there's nothing between them - but he's a boy on a mission now, and Yuji's got his sights set on his dreams becoming a reality, literally. ]
Yeah? Great!
[ Leaning in, he kisses Suguru again before looking around the room. He knows where the lube and everything is now, thanks to the many weekends locked away with his lover, but... ]
[ How is Yuji so adorable, even like this? Fondness warms Suguru's smile without his notice, but then he's taking stock of the room with Yuji, giving it some consideration.
Oh-so practically, he offers, ]
You could prep me on the bed and then fuck me against the wall.
[ It might be a little easier on Suguru's shoulder, too. ]
[ Suguru is happy to return those kisses, lingering in the languid ease of the quiet morning. It's so odd, living without responsibilities, without directing a million people to do so many different things. He finds that he doesn't mind abandoning that part – but he does miss the routine of time with his girls.
That will always sting.
But that's not his focus right now. Now, he's happy to stretch out on his back in the middle of the bed, mess of black hair spilling over the pillows as he combs fingers through his bangs, pushing them out of his face. He spreads his legs, making room for Yuji on the bed and lifting one, bent at the knee and tilting his pelvis up.
Watching Yuji fuss about and grab the lube, towels, all the little things to make this easier, that faint smile hasn't vanished from Suguru's expression yet. ]
[ It's impossible not to be excited when he's getting to do something like this - take care of Suguru, make him feel good, bask in his happy mood for as long as they can. Both of them are going to end up struggling sooner rather than later, with all the grief and trauma they've been through, so any joy they can carve together has to be clung to.
Coming back with the towels, the lube and another pillow for Suguru's hips, just in case, Yuji leans down to kiss that smile, claiming it for himself with a bright little hum. ]
You think I'm cute all the time.
[ Not necessarily true, but most of the time it is. ]
Are you ready? [ And then, uh. ] You'll help, right? I've never...
[ Suguru reaches for the pillow Yuji brings, lifting his hips and tucking it under himself. He can’t help chuckling, a rumble of amusement. ]
Of course I’ll help. But I have faith in your ability to figure things out.
[ Not treating Yuji like he’s dumb! A win.
Suguru reaches for Yuji with a leg, hooking it behind Yuji and tugging him closer. His cock rests half-hard on his belly, obvious interest in its occasional twitch and progressive throbs. His body isn’t the hair-trigger that it used to be as a teenager, so he isn’t immediately worked up at the slightest touch – not to mention some of the latent pain that often twinges through his body unexpectedly, dropping like a wrench to interrupt his pleasure. ]
[ That's his main goal, his main aim, the only thing he cares about right now - ensuring that Suguru has a good time. Even if they don't end up fucking against the wall, he can be content that they shared this, and his glee is obvious as he leans in, nuzzling into his lover and kissing along his jaw gently. ]
I knew that part. You've done it to me enough.
[ His hands rub over Suguru's thighs gently, thumbs pressing into his hip as he gazes at his cock. ]
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It’s not as if he minds, though. If he’s cursed to die, he might as well live in a way that makes him happy while he can, right?
As Suguru begins to shift, rocking back against him, Yuji makes a soft, pleased noise, lips curling into a smile against his lover’s neck. This is a good morning, then; not one where Suguru has woken up enraged at the world or burning from phantom pain, and not one where Yuji has woken with grief and sadness and the urge to feel pain to ease it, either. An almost happy morning for the two of them, which is a sweet relief, given the nature of their world.
Giving him more of those peppered kisses, Yuji smiles. ]
Good morning, Suguru. [ He rocks forward again, cock grinding gently against the man’s body, boxers tight. ] You’re pretty cute like this, you know?
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How quaint.
He doesn't snort with scoffing laughter, but it's close as Suguru exhales on a chuckle. ]
"Cute?" I think you might still be dreaming, Yuji. [ Maybe Suguru used to be "cute," but the man he's become? No way, in his mind.
He doesn't think there's anything cute about how he grinds back into the cradle of Yuji's hips, one of his legs sneaking back to hook around Yuji's, encouraging him closer. ]
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That’s the plan, anyway.
Suguru hooks himself around Yuji’s legs, tangling them together, and he feels himself getting all the more excited for it, rocking forward and chasing the feeling. He’s never topped anyone before, even though he’s thought about it, and the idea of pressing into Suguru and making him feel good… It’s as heady as the idea of falling to his knees for him.
Smiling, he hums softly, hips still grinding softly. ]
Did you sleep well? I did. I dreamed about you.
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Did you now?
[ Suguru glances over his shoulder at Yuji, crooked smile soft on his lips. He shifts the arm he's lying on, reaching behind himself to find Yuji's hair and affectionately scritch through his pink locks. ]
I can't say I had any interesting dreams, so why don't you tell me about yours?[ He slept Fine. It's odd to realize he sleeps better curled up with Yuji after all these years apart, but he does. ]
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People who know about him and Suguru might think he’s insane, but it’s in moments like this that he knows that the older man truly loves him. Stroking fingers through his hair, watching him fondly, all that bitterness and anger put aside for a moment… It shows, and Yuji recognises it for what it is.
He’s happy. They’re both happy, together. ]
It was kinda like this.
[ Shiftimg his body to make it more comfortable for Suguru, almost unconscious, Yuji sighs softly. ]
We were lying together, and I was kissing you and touching you all over. Doing whatever I wanted.
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And what kind of things did you want to do in that dream? Maybe they don't have to stay imaginary.
[ Kissing, touching – that's not surprising and certainly easy to accommodate. He assumes Yuji is just getting worked up, getting into the moment, and he figures that as soon as he turns around, he'll pin Yuji beneath him or drag the teenager into his lap. He still figures Yuji is overexcited and seeking any outlet.
His hips press back into Yuji's with the rhythm the teenager adopts, meeting the forward grind with pressure and a slight rotation in his hips. Not too much, not too lewd, but he can't resist teasing his lover when presented with the opportunity. ]
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The fact that Suguru is rocking back against him, grinding back against him, has Yuji breathing out a sharp little noise, biting his lip before he lets his teeth sink into Suguru's skin gently, sucking at the skin gently. He wonders if it'll leave a mark, and it's not as if anyone is going to see... ]
I dunno. I don't know if you'd like it.
[ The idea of Suguru wanting to be on the bottom... ]
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But oh, that's intriguing.
Suguru glances back at Yuji from the corner of his eye, brow cocked with curiosity. ]
You'll never know unless you ask. [ In an effort to entice Yuji to share, Suguru rocks his hips back again, grinding up along the distended curve of Yuji's straining cock. ]
What were you dreaming of doing, Yuji~?
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It was a little like this, but it was a wall, not a bed.
[ His hips rock forward again, and he swallows. ]
I was holding you up, and you were letting me...
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The words are fascinating, new insights into Yuji that Suguru didn't know existed when they were in school together. ]
I was letting you... fuck me against the wall? Is that what you were doing in your dream, Yuji?
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He rocks back, grinding against Yuji's hard cock, and Yuji makes a sharp, desperate little noise, whimpering it out before he swallows and licks his lips. ]
Yeah. I was holding you up, and you let me fuck you hard.
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I only let someone fuck me if they're strong enough for it.
[ Suguru has to respect someone's strength and abilities to ever allow them to have something resembling the upperhand. He must be impressed, be convinced that the person fucking him is capable of giving him what he needs.
Even if he and Yuji never experimented with this back in school, Suguru is more curious than skeptical. ]
What do you think, Yuji? Do you think you're strong enough?
[ Suguru thinks he is. ]
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[ Yuji swallows, arm moving away from Geto to lean over him a touch more, so that he can start to kiss along his jaw. It's nice, comfortable, and he likes being able to do this, loves being in his lap, clambering all over him like an overexcited puppy.
One hand trails down his body absently. ]
I know I am. I can definitely hold you up.
[ He swoops in, trying to steal a kiss. ]
You're lighter than a car.
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Suguru's laugh is breathier when Yuji leans in for a kiss, and Suguru returns it, smiling against the teenager's mouth. ]
Thank goodness for that.
[ A small nip to Yuji's lower lip. ]
I didn't know you were interested in more than bottoming. You're always so eager to get on your knees for me. [ Suguru certainly won't complain about that. ]
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Even his laugh is nice, and getting to hear it makes Yuji so happy. It's rare, some days, when Suguru is sadder, so he takes all these little memories and keeps them for himself. ]
I like being on my knees for you, and I like when you're in charge.
[ He nuzzles their noses together gently. ]
But I like the idea of taking care of you in this way, too.
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Mm, it sounds like another way for you to be a good boy. Makes sense to me.
[ Because Yuji is the best boy, such an eager people-pleaser that whatever is left of Suguru's good sense wishes the teenager would put himself first just once.
Leaning up to close the small gap between them, he steals a brief kiss from Yuji. ]
I think we can make that dream a reality this morning. Up for it?
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The phantom pain that Suguru suffers from and the awkwardness of only having one arm can make things more difficult, but that's okay. Yuji can handle this, too. ]
I like it when I get to make you feel good.
[ The promise of being allowed, though... Licking his lips, he leans a little closer, pressing into Suguru's body all over again. ]
Do you really want to? I do! I'll be really good.
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I do want to.
[ He's curious to see how Yuji will perform. Even if Yuji has never topped before, Suguru has plenty of faith in his tenacity and desire to please. ]
I know you'll do a good job. But you're going to have to get me ready for you first. [ Suguru is definitely out of practice with taking cock. ]
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Yeah? Great!
[ Leaning in, he kisses Suguru again before looking around the room. He knows where the lube and everything is now, thanks to the many weekends locked away with his lover, but... ]
Do you want me to do it here on the bed?
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Oh-so practically, he offers, ]
You could prep me on the bed and then fuck me against the wall.
[ It might be a little easier on Suguru's shoulder, too. ]
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[ Yuji nuzzles into him, kissing his mouth, his jaw, unable to resist, before he leans back and clambers up to go and get the proper supplies. ]
Get comfortable, okay?
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That will always sting.
But that's not his focus right now. Now, he's happy to stretch out on his back in the middle of the bed, mess of black hair spilling over the pillows as he combs fingers through his bangs, pushing them out of his face. He spreads his legs, making room for Yuji on the bed and lifting one, bent at the knee and tilting his pelvis up.
Watching Yuji fuss about and grab the lube, towels, all the little things to make this easier, that faint smile hasn't vanished from Suguru's expression yet. ]
You're so cute when you get excited.
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Coming back with the towels, the lube and another pillow for Suguru's hips, just in case, Yuji leans down to kiss that smile, claiming it for himself with a bright little hum. ]
You think I'm cute all the time.
[ Not necessarily true, but most of the time it is. ]
Are you ready? [ And then, uh. ] You'll help, right? I've never...
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Of course I’ll help. But I have faith in your ability to figure things out.
[ Not treating Yuji like he’s dumb! A win.
Suguru reaches for Yuji with a leg, hooking it behind Yuji and tugging him closer. His cock rests half-hard on his belly, obvious interest in its occasional twitch and progressive throbs. His body isn’t the hair-trigger that it used to be as a teenager, so he isn’t immediately worked up at the slightest touch – not to mention some of the latent pain that often twinges through his body unexpectedly, dropping like a wrench to interrupt his pleasure. ]
Fingers first.
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[ That's his main goal, his main aim, the only thing he cares about right now - ensuring that Suguru has a good time. Even if they don't end up fucking against the wall, he can be content that they shared this, and his glee is obvious as he leans in, nuzzling into his lover and kissing along his jaw gently. ]
I knew that part. You've done it to me enough.
[ His hands rub over Suguru's thighs gently, thumbs pressing into his hip as he gazes at his cock. ]
You're so hot...
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