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Jun doesn’t know how long they’ve gone, his sense of time appeared to be thrown out of the window. Makoto was hovering above him and their faces were dangerously just a few inches away from each other, so much so that he could feel Makoto’s warm, and heavy breaths come in contact with his face.
The two of Makoto’s hands were placed on top with Jun’s palms, every finger weaved even into the smallest gap, they had somehow fit with each other. The pressure of the grip of his palms are growing ever so slightly, sinking them further down the mattress.
Jun didn't even flinch, not even for a moment. His eyes are locked upon the other boy’s aurelian eyes. Dazzling with wonder, and as deep as expressive. In the dim lit room, the only light source is emitted from the bedside light. Even so his eyes gleamed like a tourmaline.
"...Sazanami-kun."
In the dimly lit room, Jun could see the visible blush and sweat painted on the boy’s face.
“Yuuki-san…”
The moment Makoto saw his expression, his face grew soft and he loosened himself a little. He gently cups his arms around Jun’s face as he inches them closer and closer until their noses and foreheads bumped together, so close that Jun could feel Makoto’s rapid heartbeat.
Makoto hesitates for a moment and by and by he starts with a small peck on Jun’s lips, just to tease him briefly, before going in for the real thing. He took a breath as he slowly began peppering Jun’s soft lips with little kisses, until he gently placed his trembling lips to close the gap between him and Jun.
The surroundings seemed to fade out, as they lost themselves into each other's embrace. And each second is only getting warmer and warmer. The moment their lips met, it felt like it was the start of something completely new. Jun felt so overwhelmed with the sensations that were surging through his body and he wanted to just melt into the kiss.
Jun’s lips were soft, and smooth as silk. It was polished with his go-to chapstick. It tastes sweet, albeit a little bit sour. Probably because of his constant sweet tooth and cravings for strawberries.
They would stay engaged in their kiss for quite a while, no words were exchanged and no sounds were made. It was just their hearts and lips, that was all it was. Eventually, after what he thought was taking too much, Makoto withdrew himself back.
Makoto’s loud heartbeat finally settles a bit, as he runs his hands through Jun’s thick locks. Silklike resembling the surface of water, in the way gliding your hands through saltwater waves.
He caressed his cheeks, slightly parting their distance away for a moment. Makoto glanced back at the other boy, who didn't believe for a lifetime that he was very lucky to be able to view his lover’s face up close like this. He couldn’t help but to let himself get sidetracked towards Jun’s face.
His tender lips. Whenever the curve of his mouth turns into a smile, it elicits a radiance of joy from Makoto. It felt like it had a strong magnetic pull towards him, because he couldn't stop smiling whenever Jun himself was smiling.
And his number one charm appeals in Makoto’s mind; His eyes. A brilliant amber, reminiscent of a specific gem Makoto had received from Nagisa as a giftー A tourmaline.
His eyes glistened as it reflected the warmth of the sun’s radiance. Whenever Jun blinks, he imagines that there are stars twinkling as the sun sets, dancing around Jun’s face.
“...I really, really, like you. I really do.” Makoto declares, while bringing one of Jun’s hands and placing it on his cheek.
He nuzzles his face deep into Jun’s flawless, plump skin. A red flush bloomed into Jun’s face in a cat-like manner. His eyes widened and mouth agape.
Makoto began to plant a kiss at the temple. Starting from there, he brought his mouth towards Jun’s palms, tilted his head to adjust the perfect angle, with his mouth agape as he slowly kissed it. In a continuous movement, he then trails up from Jun's arm and continues towards his collarbones, afterwards around the nape of his neck. He nestles there for a few moments, leaning in close to him enough to take a whiff of his scent.
Like any furry animal, sunbathing under the sun, as it imprints the burnt scent throughout the ruffles of his hair and the nape of his neck.
The moment Makoto reached Jun’s ear, he didn't waste any time. Leading it off with calling out Jun’s name over and over again in such a somewhat sultry voice, as he vigorously showers his love.
“Sazanami-kun,” Makoto suddenly calls.
Jun’s body jolted, the sudden mention of his name gave Jun chills down his spine, inadvertently pushing his shoulders up to his ear.
He couldn’t even give out a proper response as he was still processing everything that just happened, and it was getting overwhelming. Subsequently quickly covers his ear by pushing Makoto's face a little with the back of his hands.
Makoto couldn’t care less about this. Slowly opening his mouth, he lightly touched Jun's palms with his lips as he gently pushed himself back towards Jun’s ear. Makoto never lets up his kisses, each kiss he’d attempt became even more impassioned.
Ever so slightly, his palms begin to break apart. In defeat, Jun concedes and lets his hands down. Finally having access to the place, Makoto began to plant kisses on his earlobe, and occasionally nibbled at it.
“Ah, Yuuki-sanー” The sounds of Makoto’s lips brushing against his ears made him more sensitive than usual, and the squeals coming out from himself did not help at all. Those repetitive noises began to mess with Jun’s psyche.
The noises were circling inside his head endlessly, and mercilessly. It was as if a bug was stuck inside of him, and he tried to get it out by scratching the inside of his ear and it made him tingle even more. It's almost unbearable, in a good way, that is.
As Makoto broke their distance, Jun brought Makoto’s face close to him. He was now able to take a proper look at him, and he was downright distraught with his beauty.
A face that is as fragile as a porcelain doll. Just a touch of it could shatter its illusion of perfection.
To think that Makoto had trusted him to death to let his glasses off in front of him was astounding, let alone being vulnerable with him.
As Jun slowly forwards, he perfected his angle before setting his lips just right in front of the other boy’s lips, before closing his eyes as he pulled himself in for a chaste kiss. It started with small nips but eventually, he managed to give Makoto a proper kiss back.
Jun wanted to know him better, to the deepest chamber of uncharted territory that isー Makoto’s heart. Even for just a little bit, he wanted to reach that point.
In between the kisses, there is an unspoken yearn. The need to be closer, and closer to him.
As the kiss continues for a little while, even when Jun occasionally tries to gasp for air in the midst of it not even a millisecond after he opens his mouth Makoto begins to thrust his lips even more onto him.
Makoto slides his tongue in and runs at the roof of Jun's mouth, sucking around Jun's jaw. And Jun was completely left breathless, as it was getting even difficult to follow up with Makoto’s rhythm. The brakes were no longer working.
Makoto’s hand wandered to the curves of his cheek, guiding Jun’s hand down to the mattress, one by one. Slowly lacing their intricate fingers together, letting themselves be submerged in their ardor even further.
Makoto slowly pry his eyes open, looking at the face of the person that he truly adores. His heartbeat is increasingly getting louder, and louder. The resonance of their lips grazed against each other, and Jun’s sweet, glutinous sighs made him even more ecstatic, as he ached to feel everything.
Makoto parted their lips, reluctantly releasing his deep desire to connect with Jun, but ultimately the both of them really needed that air. The threads of their thin saliva extended within their mouths as they pushed themselves away, with the only audible sound that resonated the room was their breaths that long for each other. Letting themselves loose in their inhibitions.
They momentarily paused, indulging in each other’s eyes before Makoto breaks it off with a chuckle and soon would be followed by Jun’s. Laughing at whatever the things that they venture as lovers, let it be their firsts with each other or their sweet promises.
Maybe even just for a moment, just a little bit more, they wanted to be selfish.