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Rin’s lips appeared to be more rosy, to Haruka’s notice, faintly. Those lips, on a summer day like that, unintentionally resembled sweet ripe cherries, like those Haruka had seen in the market that morning. He wondered if those lips tasted just like cherries, too. He walked to the couch where Rin lounged, standing before the couch’s armrest where Rin’s maroon head rested, and Rin removed his attention from his phone to gaze at Haruka with wide-opened eyes.
“Haru?” Rin’s eyes gleamed with the shade of summer beam, just like a pair of rubies.
Without a word, Haruka bent down and tasted those cherry lips. He savored them with a reverse kiss. It was slow, hard, and long, and Rin’s lips felt swollen.
“Haru!” Rin whimpered and tried to stop Haruka in vain. His cheek burned up.
“You taste like cherry.” After a long moment, he let Rin off and left a succinct comment.
“Huh? I guess? I ate a cherry-flavored lollipop just now.”
So that’s why his lips got redder. Rin’s lips, and now even Rin’s face were rosy due to the kiss. Haruka stared, solemnly, when he stroked Rin’s hair. The maroon color glittered like a flame under sunlight.
“Everything about you looks… red.”
“Well?” Rin raised one brow amusingly. “What’s with you, got in a strange mood so suddenly?”
“Am I?”
“You are.” And he grinned, showing off his sharp teeth.
Haruka fondled Rin’s lips. “Just… feel like eating cherry.” The intention was clear. Rin dropped his laugh when he felt a shiver down his spine.
“I don’t get it.” Rin’s voice was low and quavering. “Go buy some then.”
“No need.”
Haruka’s eyes said it all. He needed it now, the cherries and more. He climbed on the couch and pinned Rin underneath. He bent down, savoring the cherry flavor again when his hands tried to seek for more. He needed to see more red in Rin’s body. He needed to swell those chapped teats so they would get all red. He needed to leave all the red marks he could on Rin. He needed to hear Rin whine through those cherry lips when he savored them and savored Rin.
And he had all he wished. Everything was sweltering, swollen, and sweetening on that summer day.
The couch only had enough space for them to hold each other tightly. Rin was dozing off with his head leaning on Haruka’s chest. Haruka touched Rin’s cherry lips, again, with his thump. Rin’s lips shifted, as he slowly opened his eyes.
“Haven’t got tired of my mouth yet?” He asked.
“Nope.”
“Find your new fetish, swimmer?” Rin grinned.
“They look like cherries,” Haruka said, shifting to where he could kiss Rin.
“Ugh, I told you… to buy some if… you have the appetite.” Rin tried to speak clearly through the kiss. Haruka barely let his tongue free. “Ughhh~ get off me now!” Rin finally broke off the kiss.
He was standing up when Haruka tugged his arm.
“Where do you want to go?” Haruka frowned and seemed to sulk.
“To the bathroom.” Rin found his boyfriend’s facial expression so funny that he could not help laughing.
“Why?”
“It’s freaking hot, Haru! How long do you wanna hold onto each other? We’ve been, like, sticky and disgusting as hell ’cause we did it in summer without an air-conditioner. We should have moved to your room.”
“Let’s now.”
“After taking a shower.”
“Then let’s get in together.”
“Not in hell.”
“Why?” Haruka was genuinely shocked.
“You’ll try to have sex, that’s it.”
The silence said it all.
“See?”
“So if I don’t, we can?” His blue eyes were pleading.
“Promised?”
“Promised.”
And he, unsurprisingly, broke his promise. Things started with Haruka touching Rin’s lips constantly with his fingers. To Rin’s surprise, touching lips was powerful at provoking. He could not help it, being provoked by that foxy raven head. Haruka was, Rin swore to it, not like that before they started dating. He was just a water-obsessed dumb. And yet by then, He was, unexpectedly, capable of a bunches of things Rin had never imagined. Even though his face was still as deadpan, and his eyes were still as deep as the ocean, for Rin to rationally believe how decent, indifferent, and boring Haruka always had been and should still be; Rin, step by step, discovered the passion deep down that deep, just like how wild the ocean factually was.
Rin did not understand why he had been running with these, somehow, silly thoughts when Haruka held him tight, in the bath for good measure. Maybe to console his futile resistance from Haruka’s heavenly touch and his uncontrollable pleasure.
“Dammit!” Rin muttered through his teeth.
They finished bathing, for longer than Rin’s liking, but shorter than Haruka’s liking.
“You promised!”
“But it was good, wasn’t it?” Haruka avoided the pair of red eyes striking on him.
“You…!”
They moved to Haruka’s bedroom after drying their hair. It got hotter and hotter and the air-conditioner had to save them out.
“Summer gets you in the mood, eh?” Rin said, stretching in the bed. “It’s not even noon yet.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“Haaa? You know what, let’s take a nap, and no more touching.”
“Why?” Haruka was shocked.
“I’m beat!”
“Just hugging?”
“More chance to get hard up, no.”
“…”
“Hey, don’t sulk. We went for two rows.”
They both laid down together, and Haruka had to turn over because it was a challenge not to touch Rin if he saw his gorgeous sleeping face, even if it was just a pure hug.
The clock ticks along with their breath. Things were quiet, peaceful, and yet, tickling. Something tickled.
“… Rin,” Haruka whispered when he opened his eyes again.
Rin was kissing him on his nape when the redhead’s naughty hand restlessly roamed his body.
“So it’s okay for you to have a move on me and not the contrary?”
“Sorry, guess summer gets me in the mood, too.”
Haruka could not see the smug that he knew it was there.
“We’re even then.”
“I guess.”
Haruka turned around and kissed him passionately until Rin’s Rip got cherry, again.
“Look like cherry.” Satisfied, he muttered as he caressed those lips.
“So is the mouth or cherry your new fetish, huh?”
“You.”
And they kissed, again and again.
It appeared that the air conditioner was unable to cool down the summer heat after all. Especially when there were sweet ripe cherries.