~Teach Me What It Means To Be An Adult (One-Shot)~
Title: Teach Me What It Means To Be An Adult
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama - Takaki x Yamada
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2313
Summary: 10 years has passed since Takaki adopted the 8 year-old Yamada from the orphanage. Over the years, they fell for each other and got in a relationship but Takaki loves Yamada too much to go further than third base.
Notes: HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, YAMADA RYOSUKE!!! I'll make a b-day post for ya later
By the way, I know someone had requested for a sequel to Make You Wet so here it is. xP
Comments are appreciated!
It’s been ten years since the day Takaki adopted Yamada from the orphanage. Without Takaki knowing, Yamada had already grown up into a beautiful boy with those bright brown eyes, long lashes, squishy cheeks, and pouty lips. Not to mention, a well-defined body, which Takaki had seen countless times, but he usually diverted his eyes away. Yamada was now eighteen years old, senior in high school while Takaki was the president of quite a wealthy company.
As for their relationship, they never talked about it. They were together but with such a gap between them, Takaki never tried to cross the boundary. At first Takaki told himself, he would wait until Yamada was older. He was actually looking forward to it. But as time passed, he became scared. He was afraid to hurt Yamada, the one he had taken care of for all these years. Yamada was too precious to him, almost like a fragile jewel.
Which was why, Takaki never went all the way with him. As in full-on sex. The only extent that they had was giving each other oral sex but if Yamada tried to do anything else like go further, Takaki would give an excuse or stop him. As much as Takaki wanted to, he couldn’t bear to hurt Yamada.
“I’m home,” Takaki called out as he stepped inside the door, taking off his shoes. He was exhausted from work.
“Welcome back,” a familiar voice said from the couch. Yamada was reading a magazine and looked up, smiling at him.
Takaki grinned back, feeling his heart skip a bit. He closed the door and sat on the couch next to Yamada, loosening his tie.
Yamada was still in his school uniform from what Takaki noticed. Lately, Yamada was looking hotter than usual but Takaki pushed those thoughts away. Yamada put down his magazine and helped by unbuttoning Takaki’s jacket.
“Work was hell today,” Takaki sighed, closing his eyes as he felt his collared shirt loosening. It was hard not getting dirty thoughts every time Yamada did this. Suddenly, Takaki felt a weight on his lap and opened his eyes, seeing Yamada fumbling with the last two buttons of his shirt until it was fully open.
Yamada looked up and their eyes met. “You seem a lot stressed lately,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around Takaki’s neck. “And... we haven’t spent a lot of time together lately since I had exams last week and you’ve had more work.”
It was true that Takaki and him haven’t touched each other for quite a while now. With all the stress building up, Takaki had been feeling frustrated lately. Takaki slowly leaned forward and captured Yamada’s lips into his.
Their lips kneaded against each other for a while until Takaki grew impatient. The older man began nudging his tongue in between Yamada’s lips, which the latter gladly welcomed. The kiss grew more intense by each moment as their tongues intertwined and soon all their upper clothing was gone.
Takaki roamed his hands all across Yamada’s back while the younger boy had his fingers tangled in his hair. Breaths became more acute and Yamada’s hot moans were getting to his groin. Takaki finally broke apart while Yamada quickly unbuckled his pants while rubbed his growing erection. In no time, their pants were off and Yamada already bent down to suck him off. Takaki grabbed onto Yamada’s hair as the younger boy’s licking, biting, and sucking brought him to the peak of pleasure.
After Yamada swallowed his seeds, Takaki pushed Yamada down and began teasing the twitching cock, already wet with precum. Takaki licked and nipped the tip while Yamada moaned endlessly. Finally Takaki took in the whole cock and sucked him hard and fast. Yamada squirmed and made lots of incoherent sounds until he came. As always, Yamada tasted sweet and Takaki cleaned him all up.
Yamada sat up and kissed him once again as Takaki reciprocated. It was when Yamada pulled away and said something that Takaki froze.
“What... did you just say?” Takaki asked slowly, his heart beating against his chest.
“Takaki-kun... please fill me up...” Yamada murmured, kissing his neck.
Takaki pushed Yamada back gently and said, “I better go take a shower.” However, the usual reaction he was expecting didn’t come. Before Yamada would nod, kiss him and leave but this time, he stayed there, staring at him with unreadable eyes.
“Why do you do that every time?” Yamada asked.
“Do what?” Takaki played dumb, knowing what Yamada really meant.
“Stopping before anything goes further...” Yamada answered.
Takaki forced out a haughty laugh and patted Yamada’s head. “I... I don’t really understand what you’re trying to say... you must be ti-”
“Why won’t you have sex with me?”
And there it was. The question that Takaki never thought he would have to answer. Not for another... who knows how long. He wasn’t prepared at all with Yamada’s bluntness. “Yama-chan...” Then he pursed his lips, trying to figure out what to say. Yamada wouldn’t understand the real reason.
“Takaki-kun...” Yamada murmured with now a hand on Takaki’s bare chest. “I know you need me... and I need you... in me... so...” Yamada crawled onto his lap again, this time, positioning himself over Takaki’s cock.
“No,” Takaki told him firmly, holding back his sexual desires while grabbing onto Yamada’s shoulders.
“Please...” Yamada begged, as he began nipping Takaki’s earlobe, his hot breath against his sensitive ear.
It took all of Takaki’s will to say, “Stop it, Ryosuke.”
With that, Yamada pulled back, his eyes now glaring at him. “Why? Why not?! You... you don’t love me? Is that it?”
“Of course not!” Takaki retorted. “You... you don’t know anything...” He sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“I get it now... you still think I’m a little kid.”
Takaki wanted to say something but nothing came out.
“It’s been ten years... I’m eighteen now... hell, you could’ve already fucked me when I was thirteen. I’m not a kid anymore... Stop treating me like a child!!!” Yamada yelled at him.
Something in Takaki snapped, whether it was from stress from his company or not, as he suddenly pinned Yamada down. “Don’t you lie to me. You’re still seventeen. And just because you’re almost eighteen, doesn’t mean you know what it means to be an adult.”
“...better than you jerk. And you call yourself an adult? Do you even know what day it is today?!” Yamada retorted, glaring at him with watery eyes.
That was when Takaki noticed Yamada biting his bottom lip, almost as if he was trying to hold back tears. Takaki loosened his hold, afraid that he accidentally hurt Yamada and then tried to absorb in Yamada’s words. “It’s Monday... May...” he murmured to himself. May 9th... Yama-chan’s birthday... Then it clicked. “Shit...”
It became silent afterward and Takaki felt Yamada shifting. Thinking that Yamada was going to leave, Takaki held him down once more.
“It hurts...” Yamada mumbled, turning his head to the side. But Yamada didn’t clarify on what he meant exactly. His sentence was vague and Takaki knew he had to try to figure it out.
“I’m... sorry, Ryosuke...” Takaki finally said, his bangs falling over his eyes.
“...for what? Being an asshole?” Yamada retorted with a scoff.
Takaki took a deep breath. “You know what I mean...”
“No, I don’t,” Yamada replied firmly. “What do you mean? Sorry that you don’t want to have sex with me? Sorry for being with me? Sorry for ever adopting me?”
“Damnit Ryosuke!!!” Takaki exclaimed, making Yamada look up at him with surprise. “You know that’s what I don’t fucking mean! Of course I want to be with you and touch you and fuck you senseless. More than you know it. Do you know how hard it is to hold back?!” Takaki ruffled the back of his hair. “And adopting you... I would never be sorry for doing that... I’ve watched you for over ten years now... and now I’ve become... I care about you too much... that I’m just scared to... hurt you.”
Yamada’s eyes softened. Silence took over once more when Yamada spoke. “You know... you’re selfish... always thinking about yourself about this... what about me? How about how I feel? Did you ever think about that?”
Takaki didn’t know what to say as Yamada continued. “What if... what if I wanted to be hurt by you? You can’t always spoil me... how else am I going to learn and mature?” Yamada curled his hands around the back of Takaki’s neck, pulling him down slowly so their lips were a few millimeters apart. Takaki could feel Yamada’s hot breath and at the same time, his hands that turned cool from sweat earlier. “Takaki-kun... teach me... teach me what it means to be an adult... at least... physically...” Yamada whispered huskily.
Pushing back any further thoughts, Takaki captured Yamada’s lips into his. Soon, their kissing grew more passionate as if they couldn’t get enough of each other. Takaki found it harder to hold back with each second. All these years of waiting to be one with Yamada.. the one he loved the most. And finally...
Takaki groaned as Yamada created friction by rubbing their erect cocks against one another. He couldn’t take it anymore and pulled back from the kissing. Takaki hurriedly ravaged Yamada’s hot, sweaty body - licking, sucking, and marking him practically everywhere: neck, shoulders, nipples, abs... and finally he was in between Yamada’s legs, marking the inside of the younger boy’s thighs. Yamada’s moans were endless and Takaki began pressing his tongue against Yamada’s twitching hole.
“Taka... aah... aaah! P-please... now... nngh....” Yamada cried out. Takaki wasn’t sure how much he could handle from Yamada’s sexy whimpers and begging while he was preparing him. “Yuya... aaah... fuck me... n-ngh... hard... fast... I want.... aaah... you in.... me...” With that, Takaki couldn’t take it anymore and slammed inside Yamada’s hole as hard as he could, causing the younger boy to throw his head back.
“Fuck...” Takaki murmured, feeling Yamada’s hole clench around him. Takaki had never felt this way before... it was so good... better than his fantasies... because this was real... Without any self-control left, Takaki thrusted in and out vigorously. Yamada’s screaming was turning on Takaki even more and he continued, now pumping Yamada’s wet cock. Takaki struck at another angle and when Yamada cried out his name, he rammed against that sweet spot with precision.
With one last cry, Yamada climaxed, his semen covering Takaki’s hands and chest. Takaki licked his hand while continuing to thrust into Yamada. He heard Yamada’s moans and finally, he came into Yamada, spilling his seeds inside Yamada and filling him up. Takaki saw Yamada lolling his head to the side, gasping. Takaki felt himself growing hard once more, seeing Yamada’s spent face and kissed Yamada gently on the cheek.
Yamada turned and smiled weakly, sweat dripping down from his bangs. Takaki smiled back and pressed his lips softly against Yamada’s. “Are you okay?” he mumbled against Yamada’s lips.
The younger boy nodded, still breathing heavily. “It hurt at first but... that felt... good...” he admitted.
“I’m glad...” Takaki said as he laid next to Yamada, hugging him.
“...Takaki-kun... do you need help with that?” Yamada looked down and then at Takaki.
Right, Takaki still had his little problem. “It’s fi-” Takaki didn’t finish his sentence because Yamada got on top of Takaki. Yamada smirked as he roamed his hands all over Takaki’s toned chest. Then Takaki felt something familiar around his cock again. That was when Takaki realized what Yamada was doing.”You do know, if you keep doing things like this, you won’t get any sleep at this rate.”
“Learn how to control yourself. You’re an adult, right?” Yamada had on a sly look as he slowly moved up and down, softly moaning. Takaki cursed as he felt Yamada sliding up and down his cock. The teasing was getting to him and he became impatient. Takaki rolled his hips, making Yamada tense up. “Hey... I told you to ahhh...”
“There are times when younger people should do what the adults tell them to do. Didn’t you want me to teach you?” Takaki asked seductively, thrusting upward as Yamada rode down.
Yamada snaked his arms around Takaki’s neck as they continued a rhythm. But Yamada stopped as he moved back down, his head resting on Takaki’s shoulder.
Takaki bit Yamada’s ear playfully. “Don’t stop...” Then he blew into Yamada’s ear softly, causing the latter to shiver. “I’m waiting...”
Yamada pushed back a bit and slammed down, face full of ecstasy. He continued to do that while Takaki moved his hips. With one hard slam from Yamada, he peaked for the third time that night. Takaki came with Yamada, shutting him up with his lips.
Takaki felt Yamada shuddering and squirming on him. He tried to not get hard from Yamada’s heavy pants and moans from the after effect. They stayed like that until Yamada used Takaki’s shoulder as support to push himself up, pulling out from his now limp cock.
Yamada faced him and pecked his lips. “Thank you for the best birthday present ever...”
Takaki smirked. “I think it was more like you giving me a present...”
“How so?” Yamada blinked with tiredness.
“Well... you gave me your first time, didn’t you?”
Yamada scoffed and rolled his eyes. “You’re an idiot.” Were you expecting me to blush or something?”
“Possibly...” Takaki replied, before kissing Yamada once more. He felt Yamada resisting a bit, but kiss back, too. Takaki’s hand moved down from Yamada’s waist to his hips and then to a certain area, which made Yamada make a pleasurable noise.
“Wait... aaah... not again... nngh... not there...” Yamada’s hot cries faded as Takaki stroked him teasingly.
“Happy birthday, Ryosuke,” Takaki whispered, as the night continued with their love-making.
Author: Jen
Pairing: TakaYama - Takaki x Yamada
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2313
Summary: 10 years has passed since Takaki adopted the 8 year-old Yamada from the orphanage. Over the years, they fell for each other and got in a relationship but Takaki loves Yamada too much to go further than third base.
Notes: HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY, YAMADA RYOSUKE!!! I'll make a b-day post for ya later
By the way, I know someone had requested for a sequel to Make You Wet so here it is. xP
Comments are appreciated!
It’s been ten years since the day Takaki adopted Yamada from the orphanage. Without Takaki knowing, Yamada had already grown up into a beautiful boy with those bright brown eyes, long lashes, squishy cheeks, and pouty lips. Not to mention, a well-defined body, which Takaki had seen countless times, but he usually diverted his eyes away. Yamada was now eighteen years old, senior in high school while Takaki was the president of quite a wealthy company.
As for their relationship, they never talked about it. They were together but with such a gap between them, Takaki never tried to cross the boundary. At first Takaki told himself, he would wait until Yamada was older. He was actually looking forward to it. But as time passed, he became scared. He was afraid to hurt Yamada, the one he had taken care of for all these years. Yamada was too precious to him, almost like a fragile jewel.
Which was why, Takaki never went all the way with him. As in full-on sex. The only extent that they had was giving each other oral sex but if Yamada tried to do anything else like go further, Takaki would give an excuse or stop him. As much as Takaki wanted to, he couldn’t bear to hurt Yamada.
“I’m home,” Takaki called out as he stepped inside the door, taking off his shoes. He was exhausted from work.
“Welcome back,” a familiar voice said from the couch. Yamada was reading a magazine and looked up, smiling at him.
Takaki grinned back, feeling his heart skip a bit. He closed the door and sat on the couch next to Yamada, loosening his tie.
Yamada was still in his school uniform from what Takaki noticed. Lately, Yamada was looking hotter than usual but Takaki pushed those thoughts away. Yamada put down his magazine and helped by unbuttoning Takaki’s jacket.
“Work was hell today,” Takaki sighed, closing his eyes as he felt his collared shirt loosening. It was hard not getting dirty thoughts every time Yamada did this. Suddenly, Takaki felt a weight on his lap and opened his eyes, seeing Yamada fumbling with the last two buttons of his shirt until it was fully open.
Yamada looked up and their eyes met. “You seem a lot stressed lately,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around Takaki’s neck. “And... we haven’t spent a lot of time together lately since I had exams last week and you’ve had more work.”
It was true that Takaki and him haven’t touched each other for quite a while now. With all the stress building up, Takaki had been feeling frustrated lately. Takaki slowly leaned forward and captured Yamada’s lips into his.
Their lips kneaded against each other for a while until Takaki grew impatient. The older man began nudging his tongue in between Yamada’s lips, which the latter gladly welcomed. The kiss grew more intense by each moment as their tongues intertwined and soon all their upper clothing was gone.
Takaki roamed his hands all across Yamada’s back while the younger boy had his fingers tangled in his hair. Breaths became more acute and Yamada’s hot moans were getting to his groin. Takaki finally broke apart while Yamada quickly unbuckled his pants while rubbed his growing erection. In no time, their pants were off and Yamada already bent down to suck him off. Takaki grabbed onto Yamada’s hair as the younger boy’s licking, biting, and sucking brought him to the peak of pleasure.
After Yamada swallowed his seeds, Takaki pushed Yamada down and began teasing the twitching cock, already wet with precum. Takaki licked and nipped the tip while Yamada moaned endlessly. Finally Takaki took in the whole cock and sucked him hard and fast. Yamada squirmed and made lots of incoherent sounds until he came. As always, Yamada tasted sweet and Takaki cleaned him all up.
Yamada sat up and kissed him once again as Takaki reciprocated. It was when Yamada pulled away and said something that Takaki froze.
“What... did you just say?” Takaki asked slowly, his heart beating against his chest.
“Takaki-kun... please fill me up...” Yamada murmured, kissing his neck.
Takaki pushed Yamada back gently and said, “I better go take a shower.” However, the usual reaction he was expecting didn’t come. Before Yamada would nod, kiss him and leave but this time, he stayed there, staring at him with unreadable eyes.
“Why do you do that every time?” Yamada asked.
“Do what?” Takaki played dumb, knowing what Yamada really meant.
“Stopping before anything goes further...” Yamada answered.
Takaki forced out a haughty laugh and patted Yamada’s head. “I... I don’t really understand what you’re trying to say... you must be ti-”
“Why won’t you have sex with me?”
And there it was. The question that Takaki never thought he would have to answer. Not for another... who knows how long. He wasn’t prepared at all with Yamada’s bluntness. “Yama-chan...” Then he pursed his lips, trying to figure out what to say. Yamada wouldn’t understand the real reason.
“Takaki-kun...” Yamada murmured with now a hand on Takaki’s bare chest. “I know you need me... and I need you... in me... so...” Yamada crawled onto his lap again, this time, positioning himself over Takaki’s cock.
“No,” Takaki told him firmly, holding back his sexual desires while grabbing onto Yamada’s shoulders.
“Please...” Yamada begged, as he began nipping Takaki’s earlobe, his hot breath against his sensitive ear.
It took all of Takaki’s will to say, “Stop it, Ryosuke.”
With that, Yamada pulled back, his eyes now glaring at him. “Why? Why not?! You... you don’t love me? Is that it?”
“Of course not!” Takaki retorted. “You... you don’t know anything...” He sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“I get it now... you still think I’m a little kid.”
Takaki wanted to say something but nothing came out.
“It’s been ten years... I’m eighteen now... hell, you could’ve already fucked me when I was thirteen. I’m not a kid anymore... Stop treating me like a child!!!” Yamada yelled at him.
Something in Takaki snapped, whether it was from stress from his company or not, as he suddenly pinned Yamada down. “Don’t you lie to me. You’re still seventeen. And just because you’re almost eighteen, doesn’t mean you know what it means to be an adult.”
“...better than you jerk. And you call yourself an adult? Do you even know what day it is today?!” Yamada retorted, glaring at him with watery eyes.
That was when Takaki noticed Yamada biting his bottom lip, almost as if he was trying to hold back tears. Takaki loosened his hold, afraid that he accidentally hurt Yamada and then tried to absorb in Yamada’s words. “It’s Monday... May...” he murmured to himself. May 9th... Yama-chan’s birthday... Then it clicked. “Shit...”
It became silent afterward and Takaki felt Yamada shifting. Thinking that Yamada was going to leave, Takaki held him down once more.
“It hurts...” Yamada mumbled, turning his head to the side. But Yamada didn’t clarify on what he meant exactly. His sentence was vague and Takaki knew he had to try to figure it out.
“I’m... sorry, Ryosuke...” Takaki finally said, his bangs falling over his eyes.
“...for what? Being an asshole?” Yamada retorted with a scoff.
Takaki took a deep breath. “You know what I mean...”
“No, I don’t,” Yamada replied firmly. “What do you mean? Sorry that you don’t want to have sex with me? Sorry for being with me? Sorry for ever adopting me?”
“Damnit Ryosuke!!!” Takaki exclaimed, making Yamada look up at him with surprise. “You know that’s what I don’t fucking mean! Of course I want to be with you and touch you and fuck you senseless. More than you know it. Do you know how hard it is to hold back?!” Takaki ruffled the back of his hair. “And adopting you... I would never be sorry for doing that... I’ve watched you for over ten years now... and now I’ve become... I care about you too much... that I’m just scared to... hurt you.”
Yamada’s eyes softened. Silence took over once more when Yamada spoke. “You know... you’re selfish... always thinking about yourself about this... what about me? How about how I feel? Did you ever think about that?”
Takaki didn’t know what to say as Yamada continued. “What if... what if I wanted to be hurt by you? You can’t always spoil me... how else am I going to learn and mature?” Yamada curled his hands around the back of Takaki’s neck, pulling him down slowly so their lips were a few millimeters apart. Takaki could feel Yamada’s hot breath and at the same time, his hands that turned cool from sweat earlier. “Takaki-kun... teach me... teach me what it means to be an adult... at least... physically...” Yamada whispered huskily.
Pushing back any further thoughts, Takaki captured Yamada’s lips into his. Soon, their kissing grew more passionate as if they couldn’t get enough of each other. Takaki found it harder to hold back with each second. All these years of waiting to be one with Yamada.. the one he loved the most. And finally...
Takaki groaned as Yamada created friction by rubbing their erect cocks against one another. He couldn’t take it anymore and pulled back from the kissing. Takaki hurriedly ravaged Yamada’s hot, sweaty body - licking, sucking, and marking him practically everywhere: neck, shoulders, nipples, abs... and finally he was in between Yamada’s legs, marking the inside of the younger boy’s thighs. Yamada’s moans were endless and Takaki began pressing his tongue against Yamada’s twitching hole.
“Taka... aah... aaah! P-please... now... nngh....” Yamada cried out. Takaki wasn’t sure how much he could handle from Yamada’s sexy whimpers and begging while he was preparing him. “Yuya... aaah... fuck me... n-ngh... hard... fast... I want.... aaah... you in.... me...” With that, Takaki couldn’t take it anymore and slammed inside Yamada’s hole as hard as he could, causing the younger boy to throw his head back.
“Fuck...” Takaki murmured, feeling Yamada’s hole clench around him. Takaki had never felt this way before... it was so good... better than his fantasies... because this was real... Without any self-control left, Takaki thrusted in and out vigorously. Yamada’s screaming was turning on Takaki even more and he continued, now pumping Yamada’s wet cock. Takaki struck at another angle and when Yamada cried out his name, he rammed against that sweet spot with precision.
With one last cry, Yamada climaxed, his semen covering Takaki’s hands and chest. Takaki licked his hand while continuing to thrust into Yamada. He heard Yamada’s moans and finally, he came into Yamada, spilling his seeds inside Yamada and filling him up. Takaki saw Yamada lolling his head to the side, gasping. Takaki felt himself growing hard once more, seeing Yamada’s spent face and kissed Yamada gently on the cheek.
Yamada turned and smiled weakly, sweat dripping down from his bangs. Takaki smiled back and pressed his lips softly against Yamada’s. “Are you okay?” he mumbled against Yamada’s lips.
The younger boy nodded, still breathing heavily. “It hurt at first but... that felt... good...” he admitted.
“I’m glad...” Takaki said as he laid next to Yamada, hugging him.
“...Takaki-kun... do you need help with that?” Yamada looked down and then at Takaki.
Right, Takaki still had his little problem. “It’s fi-” Takaki didn’t finish his sentence because Yamada got on top of Takaki. Yamada smirked as he roamed his hands all over Takaki’s toned chest. Then Takaki felt something familiar around his cock again. That was when Takaki realized what Yamada was doing.”You do know, if you keep doing things like this, you won’t get any sleep at this rate.”
“Learn how to control yourself. You’re an adult, right?” Yamada had on a sly look as he slowly moved up and down, softly moaning. Takaki cursed as he felt Yamada sliding up and down his cock. The teasing was getting to him and he became impatient. Takaki rolled his hips, making Yamada tense up. “Hey... I told you to ahhh...”
“There are times when younger people should do what the adults tell them to do. Didn’t you want me to teach you?” Takaki asked seductively, thrusting upward as Yamada rode down.
Yamada snaked his arms around Takaki’s neck as they continued a rhythm. But Yamada stopped as he moved back down, his head resting on Takaki’s shoulder.
Takaki bit Yamada’s ear playfully. “Don’t stop...” Then he blew into Yamada’s ear softly, causing the latter to shiver. “I’m waiting...”
Yamada pushed back a bit and slammed down, face full of ecstasy. He continued to do that while Takaki moved his hips. With one hard slam from Yamada, he peaked for the third time that night. Takaki came with Yamada, shutting him up with his lips.
Takaki felt Yamada shuddering and squirming on him. He tried to not get hard from Yamada’s heavy pants and moans from the after effect. They stayed like that until Yamada used Takaki’s shoulder as support to push himself up, pulling out from his now limp cock.
Yamada faced him and pecked his lips. “Thank you for the best birthday present ever...”
Takaki smirked. “I think it was more like you giving me a present...”
“How so?” Yamada blinked with tiredness.
“Well... you gave me your first time, didn’t you?”
Yamada scoffed and rolled his eyes. “You’re an idiot.” Were you expecting me to blush or something?”
“Possibly...” Takaki replied, before kissing Yamada once more. He felt Yamada resisting a bit, but kiss back, too. Takaki’s hand moved down from Yamada’s waist to his hips and then to a certain area, which made Yamada make a pleasurable noise.
“Wait... aaah... not again... nngh... not there...” Yamada’s hot cries faded as Takaki stroked him teasingly.
“Happy birthday, Ryosuke,” Takaki whispered, as the night continued with their love-making.