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It was nights like this, when harsh rains down from the heavens like a disapproving God, something in between weeping and shattering glass, with a breeze that sent shivers through fragile skin. Nights like this where Gojo wished Nanami would come home earlier. It was supposed to be the other way around, with Gojo arriving late at night and Nanami lounging around at home waiting for him.
But it was Gojo’s day off, (and he had no company-no one to entertain him, which meant he was grumpy) and Nanami was off handling a special grade, and he was lonely and a bit annoyed. Why did it have to be today that Nanami had to be out?
It was almost 2am, and Gojo tapped his foot impatiently, seated in his chair as he wished Nanami would get home already. But to no avail. He hoped Nanamin was good. He stood up and started getting a long sleeved shirt, for he decided Nanami needed to be fetched right now. Let the world be damned if the curse was let loose. It was a problem for another day.
He grabbed the umbrella on his way out and stepped out, feeling the dewey rain hit his face with a splash, and it felt refreshing. It felt cool to the touch, and he reached a hand out, watching as it splattered on his hand, and onto the ground, and walked. Nanami, I’m coming to get you.
Until he heard a deep sigh behind him, and he whirled around, startled. He hadn’t even felt anyone creeping up behind him. How was that possible?
He turned, about to karate kick the person through the air, when he heard a low, “Satoru.” and almost tripped over a rock and fell on his face. Why did his voice manage to sound so…
Goosebumps rose on the wet skin and he shivered in the cold, realizing he wasn’t as bundled up as he thought. He felt a warm hand on his arm, and jumped, and he smoothed his features into a smirk. “Kento... You’re finally home.”
“Yes. Now why were you standing here waiting to catch a cold?? Are you perhaps without your brain again? Did you misplace it?” Nanami’s features were schooled into a frown, eyebrows furrowed in concern but also mocking Gojo at the same time.
Gojo reached out to flick Nanami’s forehead, only to get flicked instead and he whined. “I was just about to fetch you! Why did you take so long?” His eyes went down to Nanami’s soaked suit, and realized they should probably get inside.
“There was an extra curse that was dispatched,” Nanami sighed, “Now come in, as it’s getting cold and we’re just getting drenched. Or are you going to stand there all night, Toru?”
Gojo is about to protest that they had been talking, but let Nanami drag him inside. Nanami was already stepping out of his shoes as Gojo closed the door, and was shrugging out of his suit and tie, revealing the soaked white t-shirt he always had underneath. And… Nanami’s pink nipples.
God, how he had missed seeing Nanami. He missed Nanami’s beautiful perky tits as well. It was insane how lonely he had felt today, and he had just the perfect solution. It’s time to test his idea. “Nanamin~”
“I’m going to take a shower. Shut up and get the bed ready, Gojo-san.” He heard Nanami step into the shower and banged his head against the wall. He failed already.
He barged into the shower and said, “Nanami, wait-” and saw Nanami’s face fall and immediately turn into a thin line. “Satoru. I told you to get the bed ready.”
Nanami’s half-naked, standing in the shower unabashedly, while also seeming like he wished he could fold in on himself. His whole upper body glistened from the sweat and heat of the shower, making his skin look soft and supple. “Nanamin…”
“What is it now?”
“You look so good there. Mind if I join you?” Gojo did not wait for an answer and stepped in with him, “You can shower later. Come on.” He beckoned Nanami back to their room.
Nanami pulled his wrist back, and lightly slapped Gojo upside the head. “I said I was going to take. A. Shower. Let me take it. I’ll be back soon.”
Gojo knew he was losing, and he quickly changed his tone. “Kento, please.” He ran a hand up Nanami chest, and stayed on his heart, lightly caressing it and moving over to pinch a nipple. Big warm fingers finding their way and pressing gently. Nanami’s face changed, as it finally clicked that this was Gojo’s plan all along.
“I see. Couldn’t last a day without me huh?” Nanami reached up to ruffle Gojo’s hair and kiss him lightly on his head.
Gojo whined at that, if Nanami understood could they just get to it then? Nanami smiled at him graciously and reached a hand out, as if finally telling Gojo to come on. Gojo took his phone and held up a hand, “Lemme just.”
Soon, the slow languous sounds of Gojo’s favorite sex playlist started playing through the speakers. Nanami laid on the bed, still in his pants. The beat was addictive, and Nanami rolled his hips upward to match it. Gojo swallowed, how could this man look so sinful?
“Are you going to hurry up or am I just going to please myself here?”
“I’m coming,” Gojo called as he crawled onto the bed as well, just exactly on top of his man, pushing his hands upwards as well.
Nanami’s eyes flick to Gojo’s with a satisfied smile and he nods, and Gojo casts a longing look at Nanami’s bare chest. He leans down, the tip of his finger tracing a line as it passes a pink nub, and a contented rush wells up in his stomach at Nanami’s shudder, heat building as he feels the blood rush to his dick.
Gojo pressed a harsh finger on the nub, rolling it around over and over, and felt Nanami give a breathy sigh as Nanami’s hands gripped his thighs. “Impatient, are we, Nanamin?” He watched as Nanami bucked his hips upwards, trying to please himself as he reached down to palm his cock. Gojo smiled and pressed a soft kiss on the tip and felt Nanami stiffen, and Nanami’s hands snuck around his neck to pull him in for a kiss, tasting like smoke and rain. It was intoxicating.
Gojo reached over his drawer and shuffled around. Nanami would look so good in these. “Nanami~ Let me put this on you.” Nanami’s eyes widened and focused on the thing Gojo was holding and he scowled. “You seem like you’re having fun, Satoru.”
“I am, actually. This is a dream come true!” Gojo observed how Nanami rolled his eyes but did not miss how Nanami jerked upwards at the touch on his nipple. Keeping a finger on one nipple, he grabbed the other one with his free hand.
Gojo quickly fastened the nipple clamps on Nanami’s quickly reddening nipples, pinching them once more and twisting, hearing a small moan come from Nanami.
“Does that feel good, Nanamin? You’re shaking a bit,” Gojo comments, bending again to give the nipples a kitten lick.
Nanami arched his back, giving Gojo a look. “If you’re gonna keep teasing me like that, I'll just end up playing with myself. Hurry up.” Nanami seemed to itch to stroke and jerk himself off badly.
“No, Nanamin. You’re doing so well today.” He pulls Nanami’s head back to kiss him hungrily, and uses his other hand to swat at the chain that connects the nipple clamp, making Nanami cry out.
Gojo moves his mouth down, mapping out Nanami’s neck and collarbone, down his shoulders and onto the nipples while pumping his cock as well. Gojo’s mouth stops at Nanami’s nipples, and speaks with his lips against them, “Look at you, my darling salaryman. Your nipples are so red and you’re ready to come and I’ve barely touched you yet.”
“Hurry up, Satoru,” Nanami growled out, thick yet fast and not at all sweet. Gojo giggles and blows on the abused nipples, making the other man preen and groan, twisting them once more, a rhythm that brings out the urgency in Nanami’s dejected dick.
“I’m not going to let you come. Not yet, Kento. You know the rules; you only get to cum on my cock.”
Nanami sighs, “Yes, sir. But just wait for our next-” he’s stopped by a sudden gasp when Gojo slides his boxers off and slides a finger in his mouth.
“Suck,” Gojo commands, and Nanami obediently sucks on his finger, his own cock exposed to the humid air in their small room, feeling Gojo pressing a finger on his tip, swirling around to get Nanami’s dick up again. Nanami moans around the feeling, and the vibrations run up through Gojo’s fingers.
Slowly, Gojo stimulated his nipples some more, with Nanami writhing underneath him. The attention to his nipples made his dick twitch, and precum dripped down. Nanami wanted to pump himself until he came in his hand, but watched Gojo’s large hands encircle his nipples again and let out a pained moan as Gojo removed the clamps and blood rushed back to his hard nipples.
Gojo groaned to himself and touched his dick, bringing it out and pumping hard, using his other hand to quickly scissor in between Nanami’s wet entrance, and Nanami tried matching his sucking on Gojo’s fingers with each thrust of Gojo fucking his ass. Gojo tugged on Nanami’s tit with his free hand, moaning at Nanami clenching on him.
Meanwhile Gojo’s other fingers were still in Nanami’s mouth, and Nanami panted heavily. Gojo leaned in to whisper, “How does it feel to have your tits played with, Kento?” Moaning, Nanami breathed out a long, “I love it when you-” he trailed off as Gojo ran his slick fingers over the bruised nipple, rubbing it on the other one to rub it gently as well.
“Come on, baby. Say what you love,” Gojo demanded, rolling the nubs between his fingers and watching Nanami slowly let out a torrent of curses. “What is it that you love?” he grinned and tugged and squeezed the beautiful blown pecs.
“Fine. Maybe I do love it when you play with my tits…” Nanami admitted through breaths, turning to pull Gojo in for a kiss. Nanami’s back arched again and they broke apart at the sudden squeeze on his cock, and Gojo tweaked with his nipples, smiling down and licking around them.
“I’ll make you come like this… I wouldn’t have to move my dick at all!” Gojo plucked at Nanami’s tits again and Nanami glared, eyes clouded in a haze.
Nanami was close to coming anyway, Gojo knew, and he readied his cock at Nanami’s entrance. Nanami sighs in relief, thinking he is finally allowed to cum.
Gojo’s fingers him some more, Nanami’s ass bright pink and gleaming teasingly. Each tug and lick went straight to his cock and Gojo bit and teased and left licks all over, baring Nanami’s neck to bite him there as well. Gojo took in the left nipple and sucked harshly, nibbling and biting before turning to twist and rub the other one. Gojo began using his tongue to leave smooth circles on the right nub. Nanami jerked and pleaded, “My left one too, please!” and Gojo immediately shifted to the left one, biting and licking harshly while tugging on the nipples.
Nanami’s painfully sensitive nipples were blown hard, the oversensitive buds tired but Nanami still twitched and shivered under the feel of Gojo’s fingers. It was too much when Gojo released his nipples only to suck on them again and he whimpered as Gojo suddenly thrusted into him with no warning, filling him with cum.
Nanami moaned, clenching around Gojo as it splattered all his abs and over their bed and he snapped his hips. He leaned in for another kiss as Gojo thrusted in slowly, making his hole stretch out and milked out, panting and trembling from his high.
“I love you, Kento,” Gojo softly murmured, kissing the top of Nanami’s head, still playing with Nanami’s nipples and making him jump at the touch.
“I love you too, Satoru. Next time I’ll pleasure you just as hard,” and Nanami flashed a tired smile at him and a wink, before falling into an exhausted slumber.