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“Darling?” Too tired to open his eyes to the sun streaks highlighting the room, Tecchou feels around the bed for his boyfriend.
“Whadda want?” Jouno mumbles sleepily from behind him, placing his hand onto the dip of Tecchou’s waist and planting a small kiss onto the nape of his neck, his nose getting tickled by his long hair.
Suddenly, Tecchou throws the blanket off of himself, sprawling out onto the mattress like a starfish, hand flopping onto his boyfriend’s face, revealing his sweaty and flushed red face. “It’s hot.”
“Well,” Jouno takes Tecchou’s hand off of his face, entwining their fingers instead and placing their conjoined hands between them, “I turned up the heat last night. I got cold.”
“Because you don’t sleep in anything but your boxers.”
“At least I don’t wear Hello Kitty pajamas to bed every night,” Jouno retorts, voice slowly losing its gravelly, early morning tone the more he speaks. “Just stop complaining and go back to sleep.”
Jouno spoke as though the conversation was at a close, but Tecchou couldn’t help but argue. “Can I turn the AC on?”
“No.”
“Please.”
“No.”
“Please, dear.”
Tecchou looks over to take in Jouno’s face and, sure enough, it lightly dusted pink after he used such a domestic pet name without warning, and so early in the morning at that. Tecchou thinks it’s cute.
“You’re staring at me, aren’t you?”
Blushing himself, Tecchou turns his head away, a cheeky grin on his face. “Of course not.”
Just as quickly as he had looked in the other direction, however, Jouno returns his face into its original position, gripping him by the chin to do so, squishing his cheeks. Before Tecchou realizes it, Jouno’s mouth is on his own, initiating a sensual and passionate kiss that lasts a full minute before they break apart, both, understandably, flushed and breathless.
“Liar,” Jouno breathes onto Tecchou’s lips. Instead of retaliating as he normally would, Tecchou kisses his boyfriend again, wrapping his hands around his waist and pulling him closer.
Even though they both just woke up, the couple are already engaged in a sensual kiss, and it isn’t long until Jouno sits up, moving around to straddle Tecchou and deepen their kiss, cradling his lover's head and gently playing with his long hair. Hardly even a kiss anymore, their tongues and teeth are more likely to connect than their lips are to one another, a fervent display of affection. Then, Jouno bites on Tecchou’s bottom lip, causing a full body shudder to pass over his body and his grip on his boyfriend's midsection to tighten tremendously.
“What’s the matter?” Jouno presses a smirk onto the neck of the man below him, voice low as he bites down on his now fluttering pulse point.
“Darling,” Tecchou whines, screwing his eyes shut and giving Jouno more access to his neck by turning away. Jouno sucks on the spot until his mouth aches and a bruise forms, licking it afterwards as if apologizing for the rough behavior, and leaving a trail of kisses up to his jaw.
His left hand slides under his shirt, teasing Tecchou’s abdomen as he whispers mockingly directly into his ear, “I like touching you like this, dear. I can easily tell you’re quite toned.” Jouno’s hand traces the divets of a formed stomach while the other begins to unbutton Tecchou’s shirt, fumbling in the process, eager to make his boyfriend melt under his skilled tongue and deft touch.
“You’re so pretty on top of me,” Tecchou replies, sbreathless. For a moment, Tecchou admires Jouno’s now flushed features, then gasps when the latter unexpectedly tugs the roots of his long hair, nibbling on his presently exposed chest.
Jouno continues to work at Teccho’s skin, open mouthed kisses pressed against his stomach forming wet trails across his front and leaving him panting. Ever so slightly, Jouno trails his fingernails up and down the sides of Tecchou’s ribs, the soft, ticklish touch sending violent shivers racking through his body. The longer Jouno worships Tecchou’s body, he becomes more pliable and soft, reducing him into a desperate mess.
After receiving a particularly erotic hickey, Tecchou moans out, and paws at Jouno’s back, hunched over so he can wordlessly praise every inch of open skin. “Please kiss me.”
However, with his somewhat unbreakable will, Jouno ignores Tecchou’s plea, continuing to suck and bite his boyfriend’s skin.
“Darling, please.” Tecchou, now near tears at still being so ruthlessly denied, latches his mouth onto Jouno’s earring as he bites his neck, tugging on it to get his attention. “Please kiss me, Saigiku.”
Hearing the strain in Tecchou’s voice, Jouno can tell there are tears prickling his vision, and, admittedly, the use of his first name drove him absolutely wild, so he locks his and Tecchou’s lips back together, a strong hold on his jaw, and kisses him so intensely and lovingly that both are breathless in seconds, having to detach and breathe at irregular intervals. Every time Jouno does manage to break away for air, Tecchou pinches the slight chub of his stomach, silently begging for more sloppy kisses, until Jouno’s side is blotchy red and Tecchou’s lips are stained pink.
Eventually, Jouno has enough of Tecchou’s painful pinches of desperation and begins pulling at his hair again, tugging by the roots harshly enough to elicit soft moans and cries. Tecchou calms down, with ample, rather painfully pleasing, coaxing from Jouno’s rough gestures and allows his boyfriend to continue leaving formless kisses on his chest.
“Dear,” Tecchou whispers, his gentle hand running along Jouno’s jaw a sharp contrast to the sudden yanks given to his hair. “I love you, Saigiku. You’re so pretty and—hmm… and you’re so annoying, you’re constantly teasing me and you’re so sadistic and strange, but I love you so much.”
Jouno grabs a fistful of Tecchou’s hair in response, making him cry out. “It sounds like you harbor more dislike for me than love, Tecchou-san.” Sardonically, Jouno grins against his abdomen, biting soon thereafter and gnawing on the flesh until it begins to darken.
“No,” Tecchou argues, groaning as Jouno’s teeth releases his skin, “you’re also smart, and strong and creative, and it may be annoying but I love how witty you are, how unbiased you are, despite it being the inability to pick least favorites, I just love you. I love you so much all I want to do is kiss you, all the time, I don’t care about anything else as long as I can have you, darling.”
Then, Jouno places a small kiss on Tecchou’s chin, adjusting to plant another on his mouth (he was aiming for his lips the first time but he’s blind and he was swept by emotions to kiss his sweet and loving boyfriend so he accidentally missed, okay?). “Hmm? I guess I love you too, Suehiro.”
Tecchou’s Hello Kitty pajama bottoms, now hardly as loose as they were when he put them on, are damp from where Jouno had been straddling him, evidence enough that Jouno is just as turned on as his boyfriend, considering he was leaking through his boxers.
Jouno shifts downwards, whether accidentally or not Tecchou doesn’t know, but it makes him gasp. “Darling, please touch me.”
“Hm.” Appearing to be contemplating, Jouno holds his finger over his lip, then falls sideways into his original position from nearly ten minutes ago, burying himself under his fuzzy blankets. “No, I’m sleepy right now. But now that you’re shirtless, maybe you’ll be able to cool down and go back to sleep. Or will you need to take a trip to the bathroom?”
Shocked, Tecchou stares at his bastard lover. “Did you do all of that just to get back at me for wanting to turn on the AC?”
“Of course,” Jouno scoffs, turning around. “Now cuddle with me, will you? I’m getting cold.”