[one-shot] untitled (MaruBaru)
- untitled - (help me find a title?)
Correction status: 100% by zukkii ♥
Author(s) : yue_akuma
Pairing : Maru/Baru.
Rating : R.
Genre : smut / romance(?) / idk.
Warnings : m/m relationships, boykissing, handjobs, blowjobs, lazy sex, stuffz.
Disclaimer : I own the story, that's all.
Summary : Hot weather and needy friends~!
Notes : This is for my Ci-kitty! ♥
Maru usually liked to go out for shopping with Shota and Subaru. Just, not when the weather was so hot you could barely breathe; the humid and warm summer in Tokyo was something he could never get used to.
The afternoon got cut short then - but not short enough for Shota not to buy bags and bags of clothes. Which he obviously did.
Once they got back home, the blue ranger locked himself in his room, claiming that he couldn’t wait to try out what he bought. Maru is just sprawled on the floor, back against the couch, watching absentmindly the TV screen; Subaru had turned it on just after pulling off his t-shirt, mostly to have background noise because he didn’t really care about what was on either.
The kitchen window is open to let a bit of air in, but the living room’s one is closed to avoid some of the heat. It’s better than being outside, but it’s still kind of hot and Maru has that feeling he’s going to be sweaty and sticky if he dares to move.
Unexpectedly, Subaru crawls on the floor next to him, kneeling down, and kisses his forehead softly. Ryuhei grins, rubs his nose against Subaru’s jaw, who chuckles and runs a hand along his chest, teasingly.
Maru knows that his friend is in this kind of mood. He spent their time in the shops randomly groping him - when Yasu wasn’t watching - and the bassist actually doesn’t want to deny him something he’s been craving too.
Their mouths collide languidly, Maru’s neck at an awkward angle but not quite uncomfortable yet for him to stop; it’s wet and full of tongue and he likes that, likes the tenderness Subaru puts in the kiss. His hand finds its way under Maru’s wifebeater, finding a nipple and playing with it; Ryuhei tries hard not to moan or to make any loud noises, knowing that Shota is just upstairs and not so far, but Subaru knows perfectly well how to turn him to jelly.
The older man’s lips wander along Maru’s jaw and neck, and Maru didn’t know how much he craved it until now; his own lips are soon against Subaru’s shoulder, trying to muffle his sighs of pleasure when Subaru leans down and nibbles at his nipple, biting at it softly.
Maru’s shaking soon; the warmth of the room seems to be worse and worse by the second, and the thrill that they could be discovered adds to the excitement.
Just as his pants are starting to feel too tight, Subaru undoes the zipper and his fingers slip down in his underwear, grabbing at his hard-on and stroking him just like he likes it. Maru retaliates by rubbing at Subaru’s bulge through his jeans, his other hand busy gripping for dear life at Subaru’s hair.
Subaru’s hand on his cock leaves him breathless, pace quickening as his legs start shaking on the floor, helpless whimpers followed by Subaru’s hushing sounds.
“You like that, right?” the older one whispers in Maru’s ear, making him shudder. “Be silent though… Wouldn’t want Yassan to catch us, would you?”
Ryuhei can only scrape his nails on Subaru’s biceps as an answer. He feels lightheaded, almost like drunk, and his orgasm is so close he can taste it - and the whole thing feels so good, he doesn’t even know if he’ll even be able to distinguish said orgasm when it’ll hit him.
He rubs harder against Subaru’s hard-on, his wrist bent at an uncomfortable angle and slightly starting to ache, and when Subaru sucks at his neck while his hand twists just like that, Maru comes in his pants like a teenager, biting at Subaru’s shoulder to keep his noises down as fireworks go on behind his eyelids.
The bassist takes only a few seconds to recover; Shota will surely be done soon and Subaru is still hard as a rock. He rolls a bit over, leaning against the couch as he pushes his friend’s jeans down, before swallowing him whole, slurping at Subaru’s cock while his fingers stroke the base quickly.
He can feel Subaru shaking, breathing hard to bit back his own noises, and it doesn’t take long for him to release on Maru’s tongue, his chin dripping with semen and saliva but feeling good and accomplished. He keeps on sucking hard until Subaru hisses and pulls back, and they both nearly collapse on the floor, sated and dazed.
A few minutes later, just after Subaru got his jeans up and closed again and Maru went to the bathroom to discreetly clean himself a bit, Shota comes back, all grinning.
“I really bought awesome things! Sorry for keeping you waiting though!”
They two others share an amused glance; they don’t mind the wait, oh no, not at all.
.END.