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Yukchi wasn't having a good day, his best friend was going off to fight in the war. that, he couldn't fight in since he was born a woman, which in his option was stupid, he was a better sword fighter than almost everyone they was sending into the field, then he had been talk to about marriage and childbearing, and how he needs to come out of his phase. it had left a bad taste in his mouth, he been battling people off right, left and centre, people who assume he would willingly marry or amuse them for going into a stupid war. Yukichi was sitting in his and Fukuchi spot, angrily stuffing some food in his mouth, as he stare at the lake infront of him. his mind whirling with the events that had happened and that he wouldn't be able to help Fukuchi in the future, he frown to himself, too deep in his head to realize Fukuchi was approaching him and before he could realize, Fukuchi had thrown himself against Yukichi, pinning to the ground which causes the other to yelp, and thrown his hip up, making Fukuchi lose his balance and he took that as a chance to straddle him. "wait- Yu-" before he could finish, Yukichi threw a right hook into his chin, that made him realize who it was and stopped,, his fist inching from hitting the other again.
"Ochi!" Yukichi hissed, glaring down at the smiling man "why would you do that? i could of hurt you." he didn't move from his chest, moving his hand by his side, Fukuchi just grin, grappling the other hip and flipping them again, Yukichi yelped but didn't try to escape, glaring up at him. "i'm just making sure you can protect yourself." Fukuchi laughed. "I'm not going to be here to protect you anymore." the other scoffed and push up at him with his hand, but Fukuchi didn't budge. "You seem to be misremembering things, we both know i been the one protecting you." Fukuchi rolled his eyes teasingly, chuckling. "you had your fun, now get off of me," Yukichi ordered, Fukuchi hummed in respond, his hands going to the other hips, his fingers glazing there. "Only if you tell me why you are so,,, like that." Fukuchi said, the threat of being tickles hanging over Yukichi who roll his eyes. "that just how i am," he retored, pushing at the other chest quickly, the other grab his hand and shove them under his knees so he was pinned. "Ochi! i mean it! let me g-" laughter spills from him as Fukuchi tickle his sides. "there we go! that the Yukichi i know ! all smiles~" Fukuchi chuckles, listening to the other laughter.
"St-stup-" Yukichi squealed, throwing his head back as he struggle underneath Fukuchi. "N-No- stu-p- puleas-" the only reply he got was an questioning hum, the other refusing to stop. "Only if you tell me why you are so pissy!" Fukuchi laughed. "fin-fi!- stup-" the other stopped, his hands hovering over his side, barely pressing against his side, the threat still there, Yukichi collect himself, preening up at him, unleashed tears in his eyes. Fukuchi just smile, all to innocent for an man like him, he move an hand up and adjust his hair, pushing it back and out of his face. "are you going tell me?" he asked.
"I have people riding my ass for marriage," He explained. "apparently, some of them think I need a man to straighten me out." he added, he mangled to get one of his arm free. Fukuchi froze, his smile dropping. "did you- agree to any of them?" Fukuchi asked and Yukichi shake his head. "why would I marry someone who don't accept me for me?" he asked, watching as the other relax at that, his smile returning. "good good, i don't think anyone can handle you." he teased, Yukichi drove his hand into the other hip, causing the other to yelp, and he flip them, hopping off the other but Fukuchi make an grasp for his leg. "Don't leave me! I'm going off for war! you gotta entertain me" he press his cheek against the other shin, preening up with pathetic puppy eyes, he smirk when he saw the other underwear. "Hm, that what the other said." the other reply, before lifting his foot up and planting it on Fukuchi's face. "but they didn't try to look at my underwear! you pervert!" he push the other down, the other laughing, as he cling tighter. "I'm going off to fight our country, I wont be able to look anytime soon!" Yukichi growl and slam his foot down harder, the crack of Fukuchi's nose was heard but neither care, Fukuchi move his hands higher, resting at his thigh. "pervert! I can't wait for you to go to war!" he snapped.
Fukuchi laugh as he thrust his body weight forward causing the other fall, Fukuchi grab him and grapple him to his chest, keeping the other pin to the ground, Yukichi made an sound, one that remind the other of an pissed off cat. "You don't mean that! you love your Gen'ichiro!" he laughed, the other trying to escape. "because of this, you aren't getting your gift!" Yukichi hissed, nails digging into the dirt as he tried to drag himself free. "oh? you got me an gift, what is it?" the other ask, dragging the other back.
The other grumbled before laying limp in his grasp, not caring how dirty he was. "you don't get it now." he retored. and Fukuchi grin. "i'm sorry!" he said quickly. the other roll his eyes. "let me up," he ordered and the other did so, the other sit up, before knocking his foot against his knee, not doing any real damage. "you really wanted the last hit, huh?" the other lean back, eyes on Yukichi who move toward his bag and snack that was cover in ants. "you own me an new snack," he said as he grab his bag and sit down again, cross legged. facing the other. "I had to test your reflexes" Fukuchi said, but when he saw the other glare, he give him an smile, trying his best to seem innocent. "fine," he digged into his bag, pulling something back. "you can't make fun of me for this."
"now I have to," at that, Yukichi shove the thing back into his bag, and put it to the side. "Nevermind, I change my mind." He said, his cheek tingling pink. "I was joking, You can't just- dangled an gift over my head like that!" he put his hand out, and the other sigh, moving to dig it out again and push it over. the other grab it, looking at the carefully wrapped box. "You didn't have to," he said. "I'm coming back." he said, looking at the box. "I know, If you don't want it, you can-" the other move the box away from him. "no, I do." he put it back down and open it, looking at the item with an smile.
inside the box was an photo of them, it was taken a few weeks ago, when they found out he was enlisted into the war, the two of them was smiling into the camera, it was signed on the back, an simple 'come back safe', he moved onto the next item, an golden sword guard that was engraved with an prayer for safe return, the last thing brought an smile to his face, an dingly plush cat, one he recognized right away, he looked up at the other, shock. "You're letting me keep him?" he asked, That cat was Fukuzawa childhood teddy, the only thing he had from his childhood and the other prized possessions, he couldn't count the amount of time the other had beat his ass for touching it. "Borrow," He corrected, looking away. "You have to return him." the other put the things away, moving to hug the other tightly. "I will," he whispered, "I'll come back and," he took an breath, pulling away, meeting the other eyes. "and married you, just wait for me?" the other cheek darken, looking at him with wide eyes. "what?"
"I mean it, wait for me." he murmured. "please, just wait for me." the other cheek darken but he nodded. "only if you promise not to come back with any problems." Fukuchi let out an laugh, an smile etching on his face. "so I have to come back like how I left?" he asked. the other cusp his cheeks, clearly embarrassed by the display of affection. "some scars are fine," he murmured. "but you need all of your limbs" the other smile at that. "I can do that," he bend down, kissing the other, kissing the other. was better then he could ever imagine. his arms wrapped around the other neck. he wasn't sure how long he stay there, kissing his best friend, but he didn't care, an whimper escape him when he felt Fukuchi's tongue swipe at his bottom lip, the kiss was clumsy and it was clear that both were inexperienced, but he didn't care, parting his lips, the other push his tongue inside of his mouth, exploring it, Fukuchi pull him up onto his lap, and his hands explore his body, moving under his Yukuta, his hand groppling his ass, thighs and chest, anything he could gran, clearly not caring what he was grabbing at, as long as it belonged to him. the other whimper when Fukuchi's hand ghost his clothed cilt, and he found that he wanted the other to do so, he move his hip, grinding his cunt into the other hand, neither caring that the was in public.
Fukichi pulled him closer, onto his boner, he let out an groan, grinding up against his cunt that felt like it was leaking an river. he pull away, kissing his neck. "Gen'ich-iro" he whimpered. "shh, I'm right here." he whispered. "let me take care of you, ok?" he murmured. "what if-" he tilt his head back, his mind clouded with desire for the other. "someone- seee us-" he was grinding his hip back. "nobody will, remember, nobody but us come here anymore, just be quiet if you so worry about someone seeing us." Yukichi just nodded, not caring, he didn't care if he regret this later. "have you ever- y'know?"
"No," he murmured, his cheek still an light pink. "what's about you?" Fukuchi shake his head no. "I'm glad i'm losing it to you," he murmured, pushing his hand into the other boxer, pushing an finger inside of him, It was clear that Fukuchi never dealt with an cunt before. "remove them." he said. Fukuchi did as he was told, moving to push them down to Yukichi's thighs, he lift his Yukuta, not having any fuck, looking down at his cunt. "Pervert" he murmured, his cheek tinting red. "i never seen one before," Fukuchi murmured, pulling his finger out, he swipe it up, ghosting his cilt, that contact, even if it was small made him whimper. "you liked that?" he murmured, moving his finger back to the other cilt, he press down, moving his finger in an circle. Yukichi whimpered, forgetting how good it was to touch down there. "are you supposed to be so- wet?" he murmured, his eyebrows furrowed.
"It's happened when- i'm uh turn on," he swallowed. "Sorry." Fukuchi shake his head at that. "No, don't be, it's hot, am I'm doing it to you?" Yukichi just nodded, and the other smile. "hot," he murmured. "Super fucking hot, holy shit." he murmured. "I think i can just come from looking at you." Yukichi cover his face, embarrassed by the other. "no, don't do that." Fukuchi lean up and grab at his arms, trying to tug them down, the two fighting over them for an moment before he set them down, beet red. "let me enjoy this, I'm going off to war, I won't be able to do this any time soon." he bend down, and the other froze, he lick an stripe up the other cunt, moving his finger so he could suck on his cilt, his hip thrust up, squirming from the pleasure. "what- are you doing! that-" two fingers was shove inside of him, the other didn't even wait, moving them in and out, he keep sucking on his cilt, flickering his tongue against the puffed cilt.
He was grasping at the ground below, by then, he was laying on his back, legs spread wide open. his boxer laying beside him forgettion, his yukuta had been messed up, Fukuchi's other hand move up to his chest, squeezing one of them, the other rut his hip up. "G-en-ichir-oo-anng-a" he moaned, rutting his hip up, he let out an grasp when the other finger glaze his gspot. "r-right there- oh- right there-" he whimpered, the other hit that spot again, getting more confident with each thrust of his fingers. he move his hands to the other hair, clutching at it. wrapping his legs around the other neck, loud moans escaping him, vowing to kill anyone who try to stop them, the pleasure was amazing, he rut his hip up. "c-close-close-" he whimpered. "pleas-" he thrown his head back, tugging the other closer with his legs, trapping him in his cunt. the other speed up at that, slamming into his gspot with ease. "fu-fuck- right ther-e!" he wailed, throwing his head back, the other hand push under his binder, fiddling with his perked nipple. with another suck of his cilt, he came, squirting all over the other face, the other pull away, licking around his mouth. "do that again," he murmured, adjusting himself, the other legs falling for his cock, and the other preened down. embarrassed. "I c-ant come on command." he grumbled. "I bet I can train you to do it on command." the other murmured, it fall on deaf ears, he was more focus on the other cock, which was longer then anything he ever took before, granted, he barely play with himself. "i don't think that will fit." he murmured, the other laugh. "It's supposed to," he retored, not giving the other to refused, he move his hand from the other blinder, wrapping it around his cock. "you'll be fine, let your fiance take care of you, ok?" he murmured, rubbing his cock between his fold, gathering the precum on it, before he pull away, only pushing the tip in, the other clutch at the ground, and Fukuchi adjust himself, so he was on his knees, towering over him, he move his other hand to his hands, gathering them up and pinnign him there. he kiss the other again, fully pushing himself in, the only thing Yukichi could do is gasp and moan, his cunt grasping the other cock, whimpers escaping him, he was being streched wide open, he didn't think it would ever be the same afterward, Fukuchi cheeks was tinted an an beet red, groaning into the kiss. "fuck," he growled, once he push into the other fully, his balls pressing against the other cunt. he took an moment, soaking the feeling in.
"look at that, my balls are kissing your cunt," Yukichi just gasped, tears in his eyes as he cling to the other, it was painful, but at the same time, pleasureful and he wanted more. "so- dirty," he whimpered. the other thrust his hip, causing the other to cling to him. "yes, you are, so dirty, beg for me to move." he said. "c'mon, show me how much you want it inside of you." Yukichi was seeing stars, his words barely making sense. "p-uhease." he whimpered. "move-" the other only move an little bit. "please-please- show me how much you luve me-" he tried, his whole face an burning red, the other grin, quite proud. "i can't believe the great Yukichi is begging under me, I guess I should move, huh?" he move his hands to his hips, stabilizing himself as he pulled back, he start to thrust, the feeling and movement making the other moan, the other filled him to the brim and he loved it, dragging him closer with his feet, the other bend down, kissing him again, he move his hip, getting a hang of thrusting, Yukichi's hands dig into the other shoulder, dragging down with loud moans, only focusing on the pleasure, the pain was long gone. "ri-ght-there-" he squealed into the kiss, the other pull away, hovering over him, Yukichi was crying by then, crying because of the pure pleasure he felt, drool drip down his chin. "Ilove you," Fukuchi growled, his hip sputtering with each thrust, he didn't have much stamina. "I luv- you so fucking much, Yukichi" he growled, bending down to kiss his neck, sucking and biting. "say it back, tell me how much you love me," he was also drooling but he didn't care.
"I-i agnngh- love you two!-" he cried out, knotting forming in his stomach from how good the other make him feel. "sososo- much!" he cried, he know he won't last, but he didn't care, pulling the other into another kiss, the other return the kiss, it was slobberly but neither care, the two keep kissing each other as Fukuchi fucked into him, groaning into the kiss ever so often, he pulled away, panting, an string of saliva connecting them, and he lick at it, smirking down at the other, who just moan in response, eyes rolling up into his head. "rig-ht there- clos-e" he squealed out, the other angle upward, listening to his squealing and moaning. "there we goo!- come for me," Fukuchi barked, "come with me, be an good boy." that was enough to send him over the edge, Fukuchi coming with him, his eyes widen at the feeling of the other coming inside of him, panting.
"there we go, good boy." the other stopped but didn't move, casting an look around but not seeing anyone, he pull him up, keeping him on his cock. "what do you say about another round?" he asked, Yukichi eyes sparkled and he nodded, leaning in for another kiss that the other give him, wrapping his arms around him, he pull away, pressing their foreheads together.
"I love you," he murmured "so fucking much."
"I love you two."