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He landed inside a mattress-Aya sandwich, trapped between them like a delicate filling Ayanokouji was trying to eat straight from his mouth with a pace that was borderline frightening. It was like they were kids--well, they had been kids for a short amount of time (pre-teens; did they act like this, usually?)--but Aya was pinning him and clutching at him like Hiro was the one going to disappear, and not Aya himself.
"Aya!" he breathed hastily, once he had the freedom of his mouth again, which Ayanokouji was deign to allow him, as his lips found other places on his face to land, attempting to get back to Hiro's denied own. "Wait a minute. Aya!"
Ayanokouji stopped and looked him in the eye. His breathing was ragged and it ghost across his eyes and neck. "You want to stop?" he asked plaintively, though Hiroaki was wont to call it 'petulant'.
"I want to slow down," he corrected, trying to find his own breath before Ayanokouji came to steal it again. "It's all right."
"No, no it's not," Aya protested, and now, it was petulantly, moving into desperation. "I said I'd give you a year. I said, I said. But I can't--I can't give you any more time. I don't want to lose you."
A sentiment Hiroaki recognized; Ayanokouji had been by his side since they rescued him from Lilithmon's collapsed castle and abandoned Tsukaimon to his fate among the rubble. But like this...it was simple to deal with the closeness in a child's body, because they fit in a puzzle marred with chastity. But they were adults again, and adults crafted their affections and grievances into similar outlets. Aya didn't want to lose Hiro; sex seemed like the perfect reformation to stake a place in Hiro's life. "I'm not going anywhere," he tried, in the voice he had used often when Yamato and Takeru were younger. "Not without you. I promise."
The shudder of relief-of-the-mind that ran through Aya's body was tangible. But to placate Ayanokouji would not go down; he was going to get Hiroaki at least half-naked in attempt to seal that promise. And Hiroaki would let him.
Permitted he slowed the hell down.