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“Ma-chan,” his words curled around Tanimura’s ears like cigarette smoke, the feeling of his hot breath on his neck dizzying.
A knee between his legs, a hand on his waist, slowly curling round between his body and the bed to rest on the small of his back. The other hand gently sliding up the back on his thigh. Akiyama’s touch was hot and dangerous, testing him, waiting to see if he’d regain his senses and push the shark off of him.
Of course Tanimura didn’t. “Shun,” he responded, sounding small. He twitched at the feeling of the other’s long hair brushing on his neck, a gentle noise escaping him as a kiss was planted there.
It was barely even morning. The sun was still rising, unfortunately not visible from their window, the pale blue sky warm with pink and orange clouds. Pigeons cooed and dogs barked, their calls soft and muffled by the walls. Kamurocho was never silent, yet it always died down at this time, the only people outside being hurried businessmen and school teachers, perhaps the occasional drunk.
It was always Tanimura’s favourite time of day. It was quiet - serene, even - and he was always awoken by his lover.
Akiyama kissed at Tanimura’s neck languidly, soft kisses layered over fading hickeys, maybe even a gentle nip to the skin. Tanimura’s eyes fluttered shut with a soft sigh, a hand falling to the back of the other’s neck. He ran his hands through Akiyama’s soft locks, tenderly caressing his nape, slipping his hand down his back.
The morning was surely when they were the most loving, together as one.
“Shun,” Tanimura breathed out, gently, his hand resting on the back of Akiyama’s steady thigh. The loan shark pressed a kiss beneath his ear, lifting himself back up to look at him, dark eyes compelling him to continue. “Shun, I think I’m falling in love with you.”
A tense moment passed. Tanimura watched thousands of thoughts and emotions flicker through the other man’s eyes, before he seemingly decided on something as they shone with warmth and ardour. “Ma-chan,” Akiyama purred, words thick with feeling, as he closed the gap between them.
The lovers had little to say as their lips connected for the first time that day. The cop could feel the sweetness of Akiyama on his lips, on his tongue, sighing softly as he only pulled the older man closer, morning breath cutting their kiss short.
Tanimura decided then, as the sky brightened up and the day started - when Kamurocho finally lay to sleep, that he’s happiest just before then. He only had a couple hours with Akiyama, and he sure as hell was going to enjoy them no matter how hard it was to pull his amour out of his shell.