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Shota heard the front door opening and closing, so he exclaimed, “Welcome back!”
His boyfriend’s answer came only later on, when he came into the kitchen and placed the paper bags he was carrying on the kitchen counter. “I’m home. Was Date-san here perhaps?”
“He was, he went away just some minutes ago. You may have missed each other. Why?” he asked. Then, finishing washing the glasses they used, he put them down in the sink, before looking at Ren. “Do you sense his pheromones?”
Ren nodded, starting to get the groceries out of the bags. “Might be because my rut is around the corner.”
He hummed, then a pause, and lastly, “And… Are you jealous?”
The guy sighed, giving him a strained smile, “Can we just forget about what happened the other night?”
“If I go down, then you’ll come with me as well.”
“And how exactly are you going down?”
“I’ve been checking all our group pictures.”
Ren crossed his arms and looked at him expectantly, waiting for him to add an explanation. So, Shota mimicked him, but lowered his gaze and fixed it on the floor, too embarrassed.
“They’re right, we’re always stuck together.”
“And?” Ren shrugged. He produced a bowl out of a drawer, filled it with water, and put in the fruits he bought. “I don’t seem to see the problem.”
“It’s not like there’s a problem,” he said, but then he began feeling too self-conscious and hid his face between his hands. “But it’s so embarrassing, damn it, as if we were mochi glued together.”
Shota made to go away, passing past Ren, but his boyfriend was quicker and circled his arms around his waist, bringing his back against his own chest.
“I like that though,” Ren spoke right to his ear, “It makes me feel that you want me all for yourself as well.”
Normally, he would have broken free from Ren’s grasp, shoved him away, and called him out for being too cheesy, but that time was different. Be it Ren’s closeness, his breath right on his skin, or his strong hands holding him tight, but Shota found in himself the courage to bring up the topic he had been avoiding since they had returned home the night after Hikaru’s birthday party.
“If I wouldn’t, would I have asked you to go through bonding?”
Ren chuckled, and then stayed silent. Leaving some feather-like kisses on Shota’s neck, he seemed to be buying time, until he finally spoke. “You’re sure of that?”
He turned, taking Ren’s face in his hands, and joining their foreheads together. “I’m sure. And you?”
“Shoppi, there’s no one else I would want to do this with.”
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’ then.”
Shota stood on his tiptoes as he reached for Ren’s lips, and thrust his tongue in at once, without any warning. His boyfriend let out a sigh of pleasure in the middle of kissing, before his hands moved under Shota’s ass, lifting him up and letting his whole body fall on him, as Ren leaned behind, onto the kitchen counter.
A satisfied moan escaped Shota’s lips as their crotches began rubbing against each other, and when Ren’s throat started to produce light growls, Shota understood the reason behind the sudden passion that was taking over them at that moment.
Shota was reacting to Ren’s strong emission of pheromones.
“Shit, I guess my rut has come,” Ren cursed, breathlessly.
“It’s fine, take me. On the counter, on the table, heck even the floor would be fine. Take me wherever you want, Ren. I’m yours, I’m here for you.”
The Alpha didn’t need to be told twice and in the blink of an eye, Shota’s back collided with the firm wooden surface of the floor.
He was hurrying on removing his clothes when a hand was placed behind his head, as Ren leaned in and left a kiss on his cheek.
“I love you, Shoppi.”
Shota didn’t reply to that, but he didn’t even have the chance to since Ren began losing his self-control, and his wild side appeared, rut winning him over.
He made a mental note to tell him later, even if there wasn’t any need to, since he was sure that his feelings for Ren were perfectly reflected in his eyes.