Oh... Hey, pretty boys touching each other!
Title: Promise Me This {Short}
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Warnings: Uhm... Male on male actions, and no real end. It's a sort of trailing statement. So there!
Matt was pouting again. Which meant that someone had made him a promise that hadn't been kept. If the way he utilized the straw dummy in front of him during weponary class was any measure of how upset he was, it was probably a certain seafoam haired beauty that most people called Ai-kun.
So Matt was purely fuming by the time weponary class was over. Except that his anger completely dissipated when he saw Ai-kun waiting for him. Fittingly, the only one who could make Matt stop pouting was also the only one who could make him pout in the first place. So when he saw that Ai-kun had kept at least part of his promise from the other day, he was very happy. Except that he wanted the other part of the promise more. As soon as Ai-kun had his hand though, they were immediately in their shared dorm.
Matt turned to face Ai-kun, “Sano*, you promised!”
Ai-kun flashed a heart stopping smile, “Gomen ne, Mattie*. The teacher had me before I could protest. If I had a choice, I'd always be with you.”
Matt pouted again, “Sano, you really are a smooth talker. I can't say Na-chan* didn't warn me about that though. It's just... I wish you would keep your promises more often.”
Ai-kun's eyes softened then glimmered, “I fully intend to make it up to you right now, Mattie. I always keep my promises to you, however delayed they may be.”
And with that, Matt heard the bedroom lock click and found himself pinned to the pale green sheets that Megan always threatened to steal. Because he was never one to waste a situation, Matt made Ai-kun's shirt disappear before the older boy could protest and was about to make the belt disappear too when he found his own shirt was being undone and tugged off gently. So that got tossed to who knows where and then Matt's belt magically undid itself and was dumped to the side of the bed. Ai-kun's belt soon followed and within moments, both were racing to see who could undress the other first. Matt won and shortly afterward, both were engaged in a little game called “no boundaries”.
Matt's hands were currently being held above his head with one of Ai-kun's hands. The other hand was wandering up and down the flat expanse of taut, tanned skin between Matt's collarbone and his growing erection. Of course, he couldn't complain about it because his mouth was currently being occupied by moaning at all the sensitive spots that Ai-kun was rediscovering. So when his hands were released and his legs parted, Matt habitually gathered the sheets in his hands...
* Matt is the only one who can get away with calling Ai-kun Sano (shortened form of Sanosuke). Likewise, Ai-kun is the only one who can get away with calling Matt Mattie. Na-chan could be a shortened form of Nani-chan or it might be a play on Megan's name (Megan spelled backwards is Nagem).
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Warnings: Uhm... Male on male actions, and no real end. It's a sort of trailing statement. So there!
Matt was pouting again. Which meant that someone had made him a promise that hadn't been kept. If the way he utilized the straw dummy in front of him during weponary class was any measure of how upset he was, it was probably a certain seafoam haired beauty that most people called Ai-kun.
So Matt was purely fuming by the time weponary class was over. Except that his anger completely dissipated when he saw Ai-kun waiting for him. Fittingly, the only one who could make Matt stop pouting was also the only one who could make him pout in the first place. So when he saw that Ai-kun had kept at least part of his promise from the other day, he was very happy. Except that he wanted the other part of the promise more. As soon as Ai-kun had his hand though, they were immediately in their shared dorm.
Matt turned to face Ai-kun, “Sano*, you promised!”
Ai-kun flashed a heart stopping smile, “Gomen ne, Mattie*. The teacher had me before I could protest. If I had a choice, I'd always be with you.”
Matt pouted again, “Sano, you really are a smooth talker. I can't say Na-chan* didn't warn me about that though. It's just... I wish you would keep your promises more often.”
Ai-kun's eyes softened then glimmered, “I fully intend to make it up to you right now, Mattie. I always keep my promises to you, however delayed they may be.”
And with that, Matt heard the bedroom lock click and found himself pinned to the pale green sheets that Megan always threatened to steal. Because he was never one to waste a situation, Matt made Ai-kun's shirt disappear before the older boy could protest and was about to make the belt disappear too when he found his own shirt was being undone and tugged off gently. So that got tossed to who knows where and then Matt's belt magically undid itself and was dumped to the side of the bed. Ai-kun's belt soon followed and within moments, both were racing to see who could undress the other first. Matt won and shortly afterward, both were engaged in a little game called “no boundaries”.
Matt's hands were currently being held above his head with one of Ai-kun's hands. The other hand was wandering up and down the flat expanse of taut, tanned skin between Matt's collarbone and his growing erection. Of course, he couldn't complain about it because his mouth was currently being occupied by moaning at all the sensitive spots that Ai-kun was rediscovering. So when his hands were released and his legs parted, Matt habitually gathered the sheets in his hands...
* Matt is the only one who can get away with calling Ai-kun Sano (shortened form of Sanosuke). Likewise, Ai-kun is the only one who can get away with calling Matt Mattie. Na-chan could be a shortened form of Nani-chan or it might be a play on Megan's name (Megan spelled backwards is Nagem).