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Kissing; is something that occurs between a man and a woman. It's totally acceptable! What woman wouldn't want a kiss from an experienced young man?
experience…
A knock was made at Hajime's door. And when he opened the door, Nagito stood right in front of him. He had this mischievous look on his face that was way too usual.
“Hey Hinata-kun, do you want to practice kissing?” Nagito seemed to say that without another thought.
Hajime’s face immediately contorted with fury. He felt anger fuel inside of him. Just what the hell was that question!? That isn’t something you ask someone out of the blue. Let alone another man.
“What the hell are you talking about now Komaeda?” Hajime responded back. He was already so riled up from Nagito’s question, he felt like he wouldn’t be able to control himself if he slapped him across the face right now.
Nagito quickly noticed this though, “Apologies, I meant it in a way where we may be able to grow closer together.”
Hajime couldn't handle his nonsense anymore, “Closer together? How could we ever grow closer together with kissing!”
“Well, I see you talking to Nanami-san more. What’ll happen when she wants to—y’know, advance,” he paused for a quick moment, “and poor little Hajime won’t know what to do?” Nagito said all this while keeping a straight face. How could he possibly do that in this situation? Does he even understand what he is asking Hajime for?
Warmth climbed up Hajime’s neck and quickly reached his face. “Wait what? I-It won’t go that far!” He put his hands infront of his face to gaurd Nagito from seeing his flushed cheeks.
“Are you sure?” Nagito smirked. He knew he was getting to Hajime.
Hajime hesitated, “Okay maybe it might go a little far.” He quickly brushed Nagito off though. “But still, we are two boys. Two boys kissing is just—Totally wrong!”
Nagito let out a quiet chuckle. “It's only wrong if people find out.” He then came closer to Hajime. He grabbed Hajime by his wrists and looked up, into his eyes from his dark eyelashes in a pleading way. “Please Hinata-kun~”
“Uh.” Hajime’s mind went blank. He’d never seen Nagito look at him like that, infact, how did Nagito do that? Hajime quickly regained his composure though. At least most of it, as it seemed. “Ah- fine. We can kiss or whatever!”
Nagito smiled warmly and without thought, went in for a kiss.
Hajime immediately backed away. He slurred over his words, “W-Wait! I should probably brush my teeth, wait a second!” Hajime slipped away Nagito and slid into his bathroom, locking the door shortly after.
He worked on brushing his teeth. If he was going to practice kissing another man—let alone anybody, he had to have perfect breath, right?
Nagito, outside the door patiently waited and took a seat onto Hajime’s bed, “How long will he take?” he loosely thought.
The sounds of water running and bristles brushing filled the bathroom. In the haste hajime was ultimately in, he felt rather nervous. Like he was doing something not legal, was this really okay to be doing with Nagito?
Shortly after fixing his breath, Hajime slipped out of the bathroom with a minty taste that cooled his tongue.
“Okay, I guess I'm ready now.” He spotted Nagito on his bed and sat right beside him.
“So how are we supposed to do this…?” His voice trailed off, he very obviously sounded nervous and hesitant. But then Nagito scooted a little closer.
“Let's start slow, alright?” Nagito put a hand onto Hajime’s face. And slowly but surely, he began to lean in closer to Hajime’s face.
For Hajime, it felt like eternity before Nagito could touch his lips. Hajime constantly felt tense and uneasy. And at the same time, he felt like fluttering butterflies were making sweet love inside of his stomach.
And then, Nagito’s lips finally brushed against Hajimes. He immediately took note of how soft Nagito’s lips were. Despite his rough appearance, it felt like he knew when and how to take care of certain parts of his body carefully. His lips and hands especially. His veiny, thin hands were cold while holding Hajime’s overly warm face.
Hajime wondered if he was the only one feeling how he is feeling right now. Is kissing your friends normal for Nagito? Because he felt really good at kissing at the time.
Then, it ended. The warm feeling that enveloped Hajime’s lips was completely pulled away from him, and Hajime was left cold, and nonautonomously craving more of that warm sensation upon his lips and heart.
They both looked at each other, awkwardly. Like something was missing, like it all happened way too fast—cause it did.
Then, Nagito started his nonsense again, “Hinata-kun, I feel very honored that trash like me is able to share a very valuable kiss with you at this very moment.”
“What are you talking about Komaeda? You aren’t trash.” Hajime replied back. Though Nagito’s words made a part of his chest feel funny. It felt like Hajime wasn't able to breathe at all. Like he was suffocating from Nagito’s words. What does it mean when Nagito calls a shared kiss between the two, ‘valuable’?
Nagito smiled an unfaithful smile, “Whatever you’d like to believe.” He backed away from Hajime after what felt like forever. “So, how was it?” Nagito slid his hand on top of Hajime’s and he quickly felt a warmth spread across Hajime’s fist.
He hesitated, “It was, okay.” Hajime looked down at their intertwined hands and felt a pit in his stomach. Something about this just felt all wrong, but how could he not resist?
For once, a blush spread across Nagito’s cheeks after hearing the reassuring words of Hajime’s. “Well then, shall we continue? You still have a lot to learn.” Nagito grabbed Hajime’s chin and tilted it up into his face to focus Hajime’s attention onto him.
His hand slightly squeezed Hajime’s cheeks together in a way where his full lips were slightly parted. Then Nagito leaned in closer, again, to Hajime’s face. They both closed their eyes as their lips met one another.
Without warning, Nagito slithered his tounge into Hajime’s mouth and explored to the extent Hajime allowed.
“Ngh—“ Hajime let out a groan, shaky breaths continued as their kiss led by Nagito developed more. And after, Nagito pulled back, allowing Hajime a time to breathe.
Once Nagito’s tongue left Hajime’s mouth, he felt the taste of wet sugar on his tongue. This is really how Nagito tastes? Hajime swallowed hard and put his hand to his mouth.
Even though Hajime had done so much to make his breath smell and taste good, he still felt embarrassed that Nagito was able to taste whatever lingered on his tongue. He again wondered what Nagito tasted. If his tongue tasted the same as it did to Hajime.
“Hinata-kun, so how was that one?” Nagito broke Hajime out of his thoughts with that question. “Hm! Oh, uh, I liked it. Koma—“
Nagito suddenly began to trail kisses down Hajime’s neck. His right arm was steadily set on his shoulder while his left grasped Hajime’s jaw. The kisses continued until Nagito stopped at his collarbone. At this point, Hajime had his arms around Nagito's neck. He was already letting out quiet whimpers and an erection was building up in the process.
“Komaeda, Lets not take this too far!” Hajime hesitated before pulling away from Nagito. This time he backed up farther away from Nagito beside each other on the bed. Hajime placed his hand on his lap, trying desperately to hide his erection.
It was no use. Nagito noticed it already and smirked. He got up from the bed with a grin on his face, “May the great Hinata, Hajime bless me with love making?” His hands were reaching out to touch Hajime. It was like a sinner reaching out to grab his Forbidden Fruit.
“That's enough Komaeda!” Hajime pointed at the door, “Perhaps we’ve done enough practice. There is always tomorrow..” Hajime felt sweat drip from his forehead.
Nagito paused. He realized something and didn't put up a fight.
Maybe in the shallow depths of his heart, he knew Hajime was correct. He didn’t want to overstress Hajime either.
“Perhaps you're right, Hinata-kun. I apologize. Tomorrow is another day.” With that, Nagito closed Hajime’s door shut and ultimately, Hajime was left with silence and a new situation to process.
There is always tomorrow.