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The morning after having a steamy night was Toshirou's current favorite feeling (he'll never admit it though). As for reasons; there are many, and one of them was getting to wear the white yukata with blue clouds that belonged to none other than Gintama's protagonist Sakata Gintoki, which Hijikata Toshirou (Gintama's side character ¬_¬) is currently wearing.
Since they were the same height — just like Toshirou's off-duty yukata — it fitted him perfectly. The hands ended perfectly at his wrist while it stayed perfectly above the ankle. The inner fabric was smooth unlike Gintoki's roughened body and it wasn't heavy at all. Whenever the mayora wore it he felt like he was floating and this was extremely good for his body to relax in — after a hectic day. The edges were smooth and the blue patterns weren't hard for the eye, and since Toshirou rarely wore light color (the only time he wore light colors is Gintoki's yukata) it was a bit uncomfortable at first but his made him feel separated from his hectic lifestyle, and it didn't feel bad or wrong but just; calm.
But there was one tiny issue (not exactly an issue he hated). Their body size was quite different. Gintoki has a larger muscular build than Toshirou which was very evident to him whenever he wore the blue robe. So he always tightened the obi more than Gintoki did to hold it on to his body, and this made the yukata puff around his lower abdomen (again, he didn't hate it).
The yukata was also very swingy. Whenever Gintoki fought, they looked like a pair of blue and white wings that made him float. Toshirou often thought about how uncomfortable it must be during a battle but after wearing it himself he realized that the robe made him feel lighter.
Toshirou spreaded his hands and without another thought, twirled. The hands of the yukata flew around like a pair of wings that extended from his hands and as he stopped, they came back to him. Since it felt good, he kept on twirling — not fast — until a pair of warm hands wrapped his waist from behind.
"Feeling like a princess, princess?" The familiar voice whispered into his ear which made Toshirou's whole body shudder.
"You didn't see that." Toshirou scowled, turning his head towards Gintoki; his ears were bright red.
"Didn't see what?" Gintoki teased the mayora; tightening his arms around the slim waist.
Toshirou looked away and mumbled, "The twirling..."
"Did you now? I'd love to see it."
The teasing didn't stop and Toshirou was turning redder and redder while Gintoki nuzzled into the blushing nape; placing kisses and marks all over it.
Toshirou winced as the sharp fangs seeped in but he didn't retaliate; he loved it. In fact, he didn't want it to stop. Involuntarily, the mayora's hands moved to the silver perm and this was the signal that he wanted to turn around. So Gintoki twirled Toshirou to face him and placed a soft kiss on his lips and then parted them to go deeper.
But before they could go any further both the idiots' stomachs rumbled which made them break out into a laugh.