Shotgun Wedding Log: After the Sakura Double Date
Mikoto opens his mouth into the kiss, because a hot, open mouth kiss is definitely better than a closed mouth one~
Keiji would not at all argue about that. As Mikoto's mouth opened, the singer took that as an invitation and slid his tongue in to caress the blond's.
The blond lets one hand roam over Keiji's back as the kiss deepens and their tongues tangle. It really doesn't take much for Keiji to turn him on, regardless of how much they've already done it today.
"Nnnn~" Keiji moaned into the kiss, loving the feel of that hand moving over his damp back. He had totally forgotten about rinsing off at this point, and just enjoying the moment between them.
They can't fuck in the shower because of condoms -- but also Mikoto can't bottom again because he'd promised not to let Keiji hurt him, so this all seems like a great idea in the bassist's mind. Especially hearing Keiji moan~ His younger lover is so quiet it's exciting anytime he coaxes a sound out of him. He lets that hand run down to Keiji's ass.
The path of that hand caused the most pleasant shiver through the singer's body as he kept that incredible kiss going. Of course his mind and libido were diving straight down to sex again, but the small shreds of logic kept reminding him that that wasn't going to be happening again. So, he ignored most of those urges, just enjoying the touching and kissing.
The blond clearly has filth on his mind. Next time their mouths part for breath, he looks up at Keiji with obvious lust in his eyes, "Keiji-kun~"
After sucking in a deep breath, Keiji looked down at Mikoto and saw that lustful look. He licked his lips unconsciously, then grinned. "Mmm~ Yes, Mikoto-kun~?" He replied, very quickly losing his resolve about sex and all things related. With the blond looking at him like that, saying his name like that... god it was such a turn on.
"I know we just got cleaned up, but~" Mikoto giggles, not needing to spell out the implication there as he can tell Keiji is also thinking dirty thoughts. The way they're standing together? He can feel things starting to firm up, after all.
That brought a soft laugh from the singer as well. He had to ask, though, "Another time is okay...?" He certainly hadn't anticipated that, especially when he had actually allowed himself to go harder than normal just before this. Still.... he was definitely interested in whatever Mikoto was insinuating~
The blond blinks, not having thought it would come up since they were in the shower and can't really do anal here anyways. "Well... no, I probably can't bottom again without it making me sore. But~" he lets a hand run over Keiji's side, "There are other things we can do, ne? Like~ I could use my mouth."
Keiji had definitely thought that any anal would be happening outside of the shower, but he was so down with the option of 'other things', especially since such other things would be easily washed away in the shower. "Mmmm~ I like other things~" He agreed, then laughed lightly at that further suggestion. "I'd say 'if you want to', but I assume that's implied by you offering?" He replied, not wanting to *actually* assume, but believing that Mikoto wouldn't offer if he didn't want to.
"How many times have I said that I wanna blow you and get fucked and have you kiss me all over all at the same time?" Mikoto laughs, not AT Keiji, exactly. He understands why his boyfriend can't imagine someone loving to give a blow job, but like... the blond brings it up all the time. "I would *love* to have your cock in my mouth~"
At least this time Keiji hadn't actually asked if Mikoto wanted to. He understood that the other man wouldn't make the offer if it wasn't something he wanted to do, at least logically. So that was something. That very plain statement outlining what the blond wanted to do, though, made the singer smile. "Well~ Who am I to deny you, then~?" He asked, since *he* certainly enjoyed Mikoto sucking him off. Even if he still felt mildly guilty for that feeling.
Mikoto grins, because he honestly does enjoy giving head. But he's not going to jump to that though. He wraps his arms around Keiji's waist, presses in against him, and suggests, "But first? More kissing~"
"Gladly~" Keiji agreed, his smile broadening into a grin as Mikoto pressed right up against him. He got his arms snugly around the other man and brought his lips down to meld against the blond's once more, not even pretending to hold back now that they'd decided they were heading somewhere very much not chaste.
The bassist adores the feeling of their bodies wrapped together, his boyfriend's arms holding him tightly, and their lips flowing against each other in a well practiced dance. He doesn't even need the water to feel warm.
Rather than half suffocating them with a desperate, prolonged kiss, Keiji opted for equally desperate, shorter, desire-filled kisses that progressed quickly from small, closed-mouth kisses to needy, open-mouthed ones. He was so focused on Mikoto's lips that his hands weren't even doing any wandering just yet.
Mikoto, never one to be quiet about his feelings, moans and gasps into this series of kisses, loving when they're slow, loving when they're long, loving when they're sweet, loving when they're desperate. He lets one of his hands slide up Keiji's spine as they kiss.
The reaction to that touch felt very weird to the singer, as his back tried to straighten and lengthen under Mikoto's hand, while at the same time he kept up those kisses which required him to lean down just a bit. It wasn't weird enough to feel bad, but it did feel very contradictory. He loved all of the sounds that Mikoto was making, though, and he endeavored to cause even more of them, adding tiny, loving nips and nibbles between those sweet and needy kisses. He also remembered he had hands and let one wander down along Mikoto's lower back, just above his ass.
Mikoto doesn't realize the strange tension he's caused in Keiji's back, entirely too swept away in the kisses. The first nip makes him giggle with sheer joy, but that hand catches his attention - and he groans when it stops. "Nngh, grab my ass, Keiji-kun~"
That complaint made the singer chuckle, but he absolutely did as requested, giving that fantastic ass a good squeeze. "Mmmmnnnn~ How do you get your butt so.... mm~?" He asked, that last sound being paired with another squeeze. He did press another small-ish, but very enjoyable kiss to the blond's lips before Mikoto could reply, though.
The blond chuckles again -- how can he not when 'mm' is being used as a description for a fine ass -- and suggests, "Lots of yoga - and hours and hours a week wearing high heels." It is a small booty - there's just not much fat on Mikoto, but it's nice and tight and just right.
"Ah~ I guess that would do it." Keiji agreed after another hot kiss. He gave Mikoto's very lovely ass another good squeeze, then began to rub it a bit instead. Seriously, once his hands were there, it was hard to convince himself to let them go anywhere else.
Mikoto has absolutely no complaints about Keiji's hands grabbing and rubbing his ass -- he had literally asked for it, and it feels great. He does take advantage of the situation to press his hips into Keiji.
That move on Mikoto's part brought the softest groan from the singer, but given his very silent nature, it was almost like a loud groan from anyone else. The somewhat slippery friction just felt that amazing~
"Are you excited for me, Keiji-kun?" He asks, although really he can feel the truth of it. He wants to hear it~ He lets his hand slide its way back down Keiji's spine as well.
"Very~" Keiji breathed against Mikoto's lips, even as his hips pressed closer to the blond's once more, subtly following the trail of those fingers with his spine.
Mikoto smiles, happy to hear it. He shifts, pressing a kiss to Keiji's jaw, before asking, "Do you want me to make you cum?"
"Mmnn~ Please~" Keiji agreed, his voice soft, but not quite begging. He wanted it, and he knew that Mikoto knew he wanted it. He also understood how hot it was to *hear* that want, though, so he didn't mind at all saying what was already obvious.
Mikoto is definitely pleased to hear it, and promises, "I'm going to blow your mind~" And then he starts to kiss his way down that jaw... and down that neck...
"I know you will~" Keiji agreed, his eyes sliding closed as Mikoto's lips began to kiss their way down his throat. One of his hands stayed on Mikoto's butt, but the other one wandered its way slowly up the other man's spine, just enjoying the touching while mostly focusing on the feeling of those lips making their way lower~
Mikoto has not exhausted all his BJ tricks -- and everytime he blows Keiji, he's better at narrowing down what things Keiji tends to like so he has an idea for what he wants to try today already in mind. But he doesn't rush, slowly trailing his lips down the model's sculpted body - plus that lets Keiji keeps those hands on his butt for longer.
Keiji had definitely noticed that no two blow jobs from Mikoto were the same, but that was no kind of criticism. Far from it, actually. The fact that he never knew exactly what the other man was going to do, other than make him feel incredible, made the whole thing even more exciting than it would be otherwise. And it would be plenty exciting all by itself. As those lips trailed slowly down his damp skin, Keiji definitely did his best to keep his hands where they were, but they eventually lost the battle, slowly sliding up the blond's back, even as Mikoto slowly went down~
Mikoto knows a few tricks, and even reusing tricks but in different combinations can be a different experience. Today when he finds his way down there, he decides to not take a lot of it in his mouth, and instead to do a lot of moving his mouth along the length. A very comfortable BJ for the giver, and spicing it up with some strategic humming against the skin.
Now *that* strategy was completely new and unexpected for Keiji, especially the feel of those lips vibrating against him from the humming. His hands had come to rest naturally on Mikoto's shoulders, and his grip was tight enough to ground him, but loose enough that it wouldn't hurt at all. He closed his eyes and just gave himself over to the amazing sensations.
The blond enjoys himself thoroughly, and when he can tell Keiji is reaching his limit, that's when he takes the tip into his mouth, presses his tongue against it and hums some more, as he wants to swallow down the results.
Thankfully, even though Keiji wasn't very vocal about his pleasure, he had his physical tells. And with practice comes familiarity, which Mikoto absolutely had now with the singer's reactions. Keiji probably couldn't have said what he did that signalled he was close except maybe an extra squeeze of his fingers around those shoulders, but when the blond switched tactics *just* as he was cresting the edge, Keiji didn't even try to hold back, letting himself fall right over that edge, coming hard into this boyfriend's waiting mouth.
Mikoto is prepared and experienced, having no trouble dealing with Keiji's cum, and honestly quite enjoying the taste. He waits for Keiji to be supporting himself before standing up and pressing his body up against Keiji's. He knows he's not getting the *same* in return, but he's definitely ready for his own pleasure.
Honestly, Keiji still wasn't comfortable *watching* Mikoto pleasure him that way, so it was only as the blond started coming back up his body that the singer opened his eyes once more, a bemused smile on his lips. "That was different. But very, very good~" He praised. Honestly.... some small part of his brain back there was juuuuuuuust starting to think that maybe, just maybe, he could work his way up to a variation on what the other man had just done. There had been very little of cock *in* mouth involved in that rendition, and it was definitely that part that freaked him out about a blow job. He wasn't going to *say* that, though. Just in case he never actually got there. It would just be mean to mention it, then never actually be able to get there. That being the case, though, he was very interested in giving Mikoto his own release in return. "Mmmm~ Looks like my hands can reach your butt again~" He said, letting his hands trail back down to said position, taking the chance to give it a good fondle and squeeze.
"I didn't feel like working hard," Mikoto admits, amused. He could take cock in his mouth -- he could even deep throat although he has no plans to do that for Keiji since he thinks it would just result in both of them being uncomfortable. Mikoto doesn't know that he's shown Keiji that there are ways to involve a mouth and cock that doesn't involve a lot of insertion. "Mmm~ Yes you can."
"Well.... feel free to be lazy again in the future?" Keiji responded with a light laugh, feeling that even if Mikoto didn't think he had worked hard, the results were still very, very favourable. That reaction to his hands enjoying their placement made Keiji feel very good indeed, but he knew that Mikoto would be wanting a little more than this now. After all, there was very little space between them, and no space for imagination as to how the blond was feeling. Keeping one hand on that very enjoyably taut ass, he brought the other around to Mikoto's hip, giving it a small, familiar squeeze before shifting it just enough that he would be able to get that hand between them and wrap warmly around his boyfriend's stiff cock.
"I didn't think for a moment that you'd mind," Mikoto replies. Keiji would never *expect* or *ask* him to give a BJ most likely, so it really is whatever Mikoto wants to do when it comes to that. Well, honestly he feels that way doing just about anything with Keiji. Mikoto loops his arms around Keiji's shoulders, and when he feels that warm touch to his hip, he also moves just slightly back to make room for Keiji's hand. Even though he knows it's coming, he gasps lightly when those fingers make contact.
When those arms looped around his neck, Keiji smiled down at the other man. He kept his eyes on that beloved face as his hand moved into place, getting an up close and personal view of the expression that went with that please gasp before leaning down to press a soft, slow kiss to those parted lips, even as his hand began to move slowly up and down the shaft. He kept the kisses coming, matching the slow, languid movements of his lips to the slow, fluid movements of his hand.
Mikoto leans into those kisses, resisting the urge to deepen them. He's not so desperate as to try to rush things, and it's good to give Keiji assertiveness in how he wants to do things. But wow is it amazing kissing someone you adore while they're stroking you. Hand job is almost too simple a term to explain this. Vocal as ever, Mikoto moans, groans or gasps whenever it feels right.
The feel of those sounds as they flowed into his mouth when they were kissing felt amazing, and he definitely wanted more. When the moment felt right, Keiji did deepen the kisses, and at the same time he changed his grip on his boyfriend's cock: tightening it just a little and adding just the tiniest bit of speed to the strokes.
That coaxes the loudest moan thus far, and the blond tries to say Keiji's name but honestly his lips are so occupied that he doesn't think it came across at all. Oh well~ It's still obvious how much Mikoto is enjoying everything.
Keiji definitely didn't get the impression that a word had been in that moan at all, but he *did* understand that the blond was very much enjoying what he was doing. He kept up that pace to both hand and kisses for a little bit, but eventually he could tell that those slower strokes were going to be more agitating than exciting, so he let his lips abandon Mikoto's in favour of peppering smaller, faster kisses against cheeks, jaw, and temple as the rhythm of his hand picked up to match. Plus side: his boyfriend's mouth was now free to make all the sounds he wanted~
The blond, already firmly in Korean, implores Keiji to speed up, incidentally right before the other man did so anyways, and then he's just exclaiming about how good he feels. Keiji's name is recognizably in there a couple of times too.
The moment that Mikoto switched languages was one that Keiji was super well aware of by now. He still didn't know what the actual words meant, but he was getting pretty good at picking up words he heard often. He was pretty sure that the one he heard just before he changed his pace was either 'faster' or 'more' because he always stopped hearing it after he did pick up his pace. The one that replaced it he was pretty sure was either 'more' or 'please', which both just meant 'keep doing that' to him.
There was another one he heard when they were doing anal, which he interpretted as 'deeper' or 'harder', but that one obviously wasn't showing up now. And then there were all the other words that came out that Keiji had no idea what they meant, but the not knowing hadn't seemed to be a problem yet. So, since the word being repeated (along with his name) was something to do with continuing what he was doing, Keiji happily did so, pressing small, but somewhat hard, kisses to every bit of Mikoto's face and neck that he could while letting his hand's pace and pressure increase over time.
Mikoto honestly doesn't realize that there's anything special about Keiji reacting to his commands, and that he's accidentally taught Keiji a very specific set of Korean vocabulary. As he reaches the edge though, there's a Korean 'oh my god' and 'soon' and one last attempt at his boyfriend's name, with "Kei--" before he finds his bliss.
Those more desperate sounds that Mikoto made were also familiar to Keiji. He couldn't say for certain what the words meant, but their tone was instructive enough, as was the way that his boyfriend seemed to tense right up at the final moment just before coming. He kept his hand moving throughout, though his mouth came to rest against the other man's cheek as he helped the blond ride out his orgasm.
Mikoto's arms close their loop around Keiji's shoulders some, thankfully still not too tight, but definitely holding on to help him stay standing. Still panting lightly from the orgasm, he shifts to rest his head against Keiji. "Mmm~"
As Mikoto moved closer, Keiji released the other man's cock and let that hand move back around his boyfriend's waist. They were in the shower still, after all, so it didn't matter if they got a little messy and had to clean off again. Totally worth it to feel the blond resting against him like that anyway. He raised his head enough that he could rest his chin on top of the other man's head, then just concentrated on enjoying holding him.
The blond gets a small, special smile that unfortunately can't be seen by anyone at the moment. He's learned how much Keiji loves this heads tucked in position, so now he loves it too, just because he knows that it means Keiji's feeling happy, warm and cuddly.
Mikoto's interpretation of this position was entirely correct. Keiji did feel happy, warm, and cuddly, and he adored how completely perfectly the blond fit with him when they stood this way. He didn't have to stretch or bend at all to make this work. They just... fit.
Mikoto lets his arms slide down to be around Keiji's back instead of around the man's shoulders, just so he's not reaching up, but otherwise he stays standing like this until he's finally ready to clean up this new mess. Even then he slowly, carefully dislodges himself, not wanting to accidentally bonk Keiji's chin.
The extended moment felt wonderful, but Keiji completely understood when Mikoto began to draw away. He let go just about as slowly as his boyfriend did, but there was no actual reluctance to it. They could cuddle and hold each other just about anywhere, after all. "Quick clean up?" He asked, already reaching for the soap so he could wash his hand before dealing with the rest.
"Mhmm. I definitely got it all over your stomach too," the blond admits, although likely not a surprise given the way they'd been pressed up against each other. He gets the soap after Keiji, and rubs his own front, and then Keiji's.
That brought a chuckle from the singer. "If you hadn't, it would be kind of a miracle." He responded, then enjoyed that quick little re-clean up. "So.... time to get out?" He asked, it truly being a question.
"Hmm, true," Mikoto replies. He hadn't meant to imply it was a surprise. As to the question, he nods, "Yeah, I think it's about time to get out. We can cuddle somewhere where we can sit or lie down together instead."
Keiji definitely hadn't thought Mikoto was implying it was a surprise, he was just making a little joke himself about how pressed together they'd been. The comment about cuddling somewhere else brought an enthusiastic nod, though. "Sounds perfect." He agreed, before reaching to turn off the water.
"Perfect, except getting out is always hard," Mikoto replies, reaching quickly for a towel -- and instantly regretting the lost joke opportunity if he had say 'coming out' instead of 'getting out'.
"Oh, absolutely agreed! No matter how warm the apartment is, it's never as warm as the water." Keiji agreed, not looking forward to the cold air about to come into the steamy shower. And when it did, he definitely shivered before he could get a towel for himself and wrap it tightly around him. Then he began to vigorously dry himself off.
"I mean, in the summer it *could* be, but I'm gunna use some AC so it won't be," Mikoto replies. And it would have to be a very hot day for Tokyo. He's also shivering, skin seemingly instantly covered in goose bumps as he tries to dry off. Knowing that it's going to take them a while to warm up while cuddling as they're both quite skinny, he jokes, "One of us needs to get some meat on our bones."
"In the summer my apartment will probably be close, but honestly... I usually take cool showers in the summer." Keiji admitted. Not *cold* exactly, but enough to keep him cool without too much AC use. AC cost far too much money to use unless absolutely necessary, after all. That joke about one of them needing to be not so skinny made the singer laugh. "Sadly, I don't think that's in the cards for either of us." He replied, quickly drying himself off, the re-wrapping himself in the towel for the little warmth it provided.
"Mmm, just more reason for you to crash over here as much as possible in summer~ Setsuna and I run the AC a lot," Mikoto replies, using a tempting sultry tone even though he's literally talking about household energy use. It's just funny to him. At the idea of him trying to put on some weight, the blond jokes, "Can you imagine me eating EVEN MORE?"
Mikoto totally earned that sexy tone, because the unfettered use of AC in the summer was definitely sexy to the singer. On par with expensive jewelry and the like, even. "I guess I will~" Keiji agreed, then laughed at that joke. "I really can't. I'm still not sure where you put everything you eat now!" He admitted with a warm fondness.
"In this little tummy," Mikoto replies, lightly drumming on the small, flat expanse that somehow devours food. Finally dry and moisturized, he heads out of the bathroom, "Uggh, it's even colder out here! Couch or bedroom?"
Keiji reached out to poke said tummy. "I swear there must be a mini black hole in there or something, because there is *no* way that tummy is big enough for the food I saw go into it today. It must fill every empty space in your entire body~" He teased warmly. He tossed the towel, when he was fully done with it, into the hamper, then shivered when the door to the rest of the apartment was opened. "Whichever will be warmer faster." He decided immediately. He knew there were blankets available in both places, but he assumed Mikoto would know which piece of furniture had a slight edge on the warming factor.
"Like the jokes about sailors who can drink a lot having hollow wooden legs to pour it all down?" Mikoto laughs, it being extra funny since he can in fact drink most people under the table. He takes Keiji's hand and starts to bring him to the bedroom, "Definitely the bedroom then."
He doesn't have to use it much with Keiji there to keep him warm, but in the winter he actually keeps an electric blanket under the bedsheet and this sounds like a good time to use it.
"Yeah, just like that. Are you sure you don't have hollow legs?" Keiji agreed with a laugh, happily following along to the bed with the other man. Once they got there, the model wasted no time at all getting under the covers, then watched as Mikoto got the electric blanket turned on. "Electric blanket?" He asked, pretty sure that was what was going on.
"Definitely an electric blanket. It's under the sheet," Mikoto replies. A perfect place for that heat to rise and then get trapped in by the comforters and keep one warm all night. Not as pleasant as snuggling a boyfriend, but definitely the best way to sleep. Once he has it turned on, he gets under the covers with Keiji and presses right into his boyfriend, "I feel like I would know if my legs were hollow."
"Oh good. Something to help us warm up even faster!" Keiji enthused, immediately cuddling right in with the blond. That continuation of their former conversation made the singer laugh again. "Are you sure? If they're constantly full of food, maybe you wouldn't notice?" It was silly, of course, but so was the whole idea.
"You said whichever was warmer -- bed is definitely warmer," the blond replies, getting his arms around around Keiji and burying his face in the other man's chest -- basically making it so the only part of him exposed to the cold room's air is also covered by hair, "I feel like it'd be hard to walk in heels with peg legs."
Keiji immediately tightened his hold on the blond when Mikoto cuddled right into him like that. "Do they have to be pegs to be hollow? They sure don't look like peg legs to me." He added, sneaking a look under the blankets and down to the other man's gorgeous legs.
"I mean, if they're hollow and--" Mikoto fails to find the word biological in his Japanese vernacular and just says it in English where he remembers it from RPDR, "'biological' then I wouldn't have bones? So I think I couldn't stand...." He enjoys the feel of Keiji pulling him in tight, and relaxes entirely.
That thought made Keiji frown a bit, because it really did throw a wrench into his theory. "Hmmmmm..... maybe your legs are really mechanical?" He suggested, that making some kind of sense at least.
"And the booze and the food don't short them out?" Mikoto replies, fully in on the logic of this for some reason. Totally at odds with the comfy way they're curled in together. The blond isn't sleepy at all - maybe a little tired just from the sheer amount of sex they'd had, but not properly sleepy.
"Well, obviously they're lined on the inside to protect the circuitry!" Keiji protested with a soft laugh. No matter how silly the conversation might be, it was fun to be able to talk like this with Mikoto. Contrary to his boyfriend, though, as he started to warm up, he was starting to feel just a little bit drowsy. Not sleepy yet, exactly, but definitely heading that way.
Mikoto giggles, and teases, "Are you accusing me of being some kind of android, or robot, or whatever?" He still has his face protectively buried in Keiji's chest so it won't get cold, so he can't pick up chances in his boyfriend's facial expression at the moment.
That giggle was just too cute. "Not entirely? Just your legs. Though, if they are mechanical, they're very, very realistic~" Keiji 'complimented' with further amusement. He did combine his words with a loving rub of a hand up and down Mikoto's back, though.
"Oh, I see. *only* my legs," As if that weren't already a wildly extreme thing, a scientific marvel, if it were true. He looks up at Keiji then, and his smile softens, "Are you getting sleepy, Kei-kun?"
He had not foreplanned shortening the name like that; it was simply what had come out.
"Yes, exactly~" Keiji agreed, then smiled back at that sweet expression on the blond's face. "A little." He admitted, his own expression softening at that cute shortening of his name. He wouldn't dare comment on it, just in case that would make it feel too intimate to Mikoto to ever use again, but he did like hearing it from the other man.
The blond is honestly thankful that Keiji doesn't say anything about it, since he hadn't meant to do it and having it pointed out would have been pretty mortifying. At hearing that Keiji's sleepy, he suggests, "Should I roll over then?" as they are not yet in their standard bedtime position.
"Mmmmm.... up to you." Keiji responded after a second of thought. There was a general likelihood that, as the bed warmed more, he would be more likely to fall asleep, but whether Mikoto wanted to stay curled into his chest, or turn around, was really up to the blond. Of course, the latter position was probably easier for using his phone after Keiji fell asleep, so that was also a consideration, probably.
"You're just a little sleepy so far?" Mikoto double checks. "If so, I'll stay like this a little longer." After all, like this they can chat and kiss. Keiji is correct that their sleeping position is much more convenient for him since he can entertain himself once his boyfriend's asleep.
"So far, yeah. I think as I get warmer I'll get sleepier, though." Keiji warned, though he thought that was probably obvious. Still, it *was* nice cuddling like this, and he took the opportunity to lean in and press a small, soft kiss to Mikoto's forehead.
"When you start feeling really sleepy, let me know, k?" Mikoto implores, smiling as he receives that loving kiss. Moments like these feel like what he'd always dreamt romance could feel like when he was young, which makes it precious and almost unreal feeling.
"Okay." Keiji agreed easily, then just went back to enjoying cuddling Mikoto while the electric blanket slowly warmed the whole bed. He closed his eyes and let his hands rub gently up and down his boyfriend's back. It all just felt so much better than all of those nights he'd spent alone lately.
Mikoto smiles, enjoying the treat of watching the young man's face as he relaxes so thoroughly. He thinks about some things they could chat about, but ends up saying nothing at all, because his boyfriend looks so peaceful. Many would find it strange to see the blond so quiet but he's just enjoying the calm moment.
Honestly, even Keiji found Mikoto's silence a little surprising, and after a few moments he cracked an eye open to see what the blond was doing. Finding his boyfriend's attention on him, the singer had to smile. "Yen for your thoughts?"
The blond blinks at being 'caught' gazing at Keiji's face. It's easy enough to be honest about his thoughts though, "Thinking about how lovely and relaxed you look; and how peaceful this moment is."
That easy, honest answer brought a warm, still very relaxed smile to Keiji's lips. "It really is a perfectly peaceful moment." He agreed, then gave a soft, happy sigh. "I wonder if it's so much more peaceful because we haven't been able to have this kind of moment in so long." Of course, the amount of sex they'd had that day couldn't be at *all* part of it.
"Hmm, maybe. But if so, I still don't wanna do it again though," the blond insists, not feeling this moment of wonderful calm was worth being apart so many days -- and also it's entirely possible to get back here just by fucking 3-4 times which is clearly the superior route.
"Oh, agreed." Keiji responded immediately. It would have to be a much, much, much better feeling than this to warrant being apart that long again. Not that this wasn't amazing, but it wasn't worth the not-amazing feeling of sleeping alone so many days in a row. It was at that point that a huge yawn surprised him, though, and he blinked blearily once it was over.
Mikoto giggles softly, and then presses a kiss to Keiji's lips once they're closed from that yawn, "Ok, I'm going to take that as a sign that you're getting sleepy. Good night, Keiji-kun." And then he wiggles around in Keiji's arm until he's properly in his little spoon position.
Keiji smiled at that kiss, but replied with, "You're probably not wrong." Once Mikoto had wiggled around into their normal position, Keiji got his arms comfortably around the blond and closed his eyes. The scent of the body wash from both of their bodies combined with the subtle scent off of that lovely, blond hair was comforting, and it wasn't long before it was lulling him down into actual sleep.
The blond, happy to be back to this nighttime routine, rests comfortably until he feels confident his lover is asleep, and then he reaches for his phone. He has a new app for reading books, and some coworkers had recommended some light novels to him -- and reading them will help with his kanji students and vice versa, so he reads until he gets tired.
Keiji would not at all argue about that. As Mikoto's mouth opened, the singer took that as an invitation and slid his tongue in to caress the blond's.
The blond lets one hand roam over Keiji's back as the kiss deepens and their tongues tangle. It really doesn't take much for Keiji to turn him on, regardless of how much they've already done it today.
"Nnnn~" Keiji moaned into the kiss, loving the feel of that hand moving over his damp back. He had totally forgotten about rinsing off at this point, and just enjoying the moment between them.
They can't fuck in the shower because of condoms -- but also Mikoto can't bottom again because he'd promised not to let Keiji hurt him, so this all seems like a great idea in the bassist's mind. Especially hearing Keiji moan~ His younger lover is so quiet it's exciting anytime he coaxes a sound out of him. He lets that hand run down to Keiji's ass.
The path of that hand caused the most pleasant shiver through the singer's body as he kept that incredible kiss going. Of course his mind and libido were diving straight down to sex again, but the small shreds of logic kept reminding him that that wasn't going to be happening again. So, he ignored most of those urges, just enjoying the touching and kissing.
The blond clearly has filth on his mind. Next time their mouths part for breath, he looks up at Keiji with obvious lust in his eyes, "Keiji-kun~"
After sucking in a deep breath, Keiji looked down at Mikoto and saw that lustful look. He licked his lips unconsciously, then grinned. "Mmm~ Yes, Mikoto-kun~?" He replied, very quickly losing his resolve about sex and all things related. With the blond looking at him like that, saying his name like that... god it was such a turn on.
"I know we just got cleaned up, but~" Mikoto giggles, not needing to spell out the implication there as he can tell Keiji is also thinking dirty thoughts. The way they're standing together? He can feel things starting to firm up, after all.
That brought a soft laugh from the singer as well. He had to ask, though, "Another time is okay...?" He certainly hadn't anticipated that, especially when he had actually allowed himself to go harder than normal just before this. Still.... he was definitely interested in whatever Mikoto was insinuating~
The blond blinks, not having thought it would come up since they were in the shower and can't really do anal here anyways. "Well... no, I probably can't bottom again without it making me sore. But~" he lets a hand run over Keiji's side, "There are other things we can do, ne? Like~ I could use my mouth."
Keiji had definitely thought that any anal would be happening outside of the shower, but he was so down with the option of 'other things', especially since such other things would be easily washed away in the shower. "Mmmm~ I like other things~" He agreed, then laughed lightly at that further suggestion. "I'd say 'if you want to', but I assume that's implied by you offering?" He replied, not wanting to *actually* assume, but believing that Mikoto wouldn't offer if he didn't want to.
"How many times have I said that I wanna blow you and get fucked and have you kiss me all over all at the same time?" Mikoto laughs, not AT Keiji, exactly. He understands why his boyfriend can't imagine someone loving to give a blow job, but like... the blond brings it up all the time. "I would *love* to have your cock in my mouth~"
At least this time Keiji hadn't actually asked if Mikoto wanted to. He understood that the other man wouldn't make the offer if it wasn't something he wanted to do, at least logically. So that was something. That very plain statement outlining what the blond wanted to do, though, made the singer smile. "Well~ Who am I to deny you, then~?" He asked, since *he* certainly enjoyed Mikoto sucking him off. Even if he still felt mildly guilty for that feeling.
Mikoto grins, because he honestly does enjoy giving head. But he's not going to jump to that though. He wraps his arms around Keiji's waist, presses in against him, and suggests, "But first? More kissing~"
"Gladly~" Keiji agreed, his smile broadening into a grin as Mikoto pressed right up against him. He got his arms snugly around the other man and brought his lips down to meld against the blond's once more, not even pretending to hold back now that they'd decided they were heading somewhere very much not chaste.
The bassist adores the feeling of their bodies wrapped together, his boyfriend's arms holding him tightly, and their lips flowing against each other in a well practiced dance. He doesn't even need the water to feel warm.
Rather than half suffocating them with a desperate, prolonged kiss, Keiji opted for equally desperate, shorter, desire-filled kisses that progressed quickly from small, closed-mouth kisses to needy, open-mouthed ones. He was so focused on Mikoto's lips that his hands weren't even doing any wandering just yet.
Mikoto, never one to be quiet about his feelings, moans and gasps into this series of kisses, loving when they're slow, loving when they're long, loving when they're sweet, loving when they're desperate. He lets one of his hands slide up Keiji's spine as they kiss.
The reaction to that touch felt very weird to the singer, as his back tried to straighten and lengthen under Mikoto's hand, while at the same time he kept up those kisses which required him to lean down just a bit. It wasn't weird enough to feel bad, but it did feel very contradictory. He loved all of the sounds that Mikoto was making, though, and he endeavored to cause even more of them, adding tiny, loving nips and nibbles between those sweet and needy kisses. He also remembered he had hands and let one wander down along Mikoto's lower back, just above his ass.
Mikoto doesn't realize the strange tension he's caused in Keiji's back, entirely too swept away in the kisses. The first nip makes him giggle with sheer joy, but that hand catches his attention - and he groans when it stops. "Nngh, grab my ass, Keiji-kun~"
That complaint made the singer chuckle, but he absolutely did as requested, giving that fantastic ass a good squeeze. "Mmmmnnnn~ How do you get your butt so.... mm~?" He asked, that last sound being paired with another squeeze. He did press another small-ish, but very enjoyable kiss to the blond's lips before Mikoto could reply, though.
The blond chuckles again -- how can he not when 'mm' is being used as a description for a fine ass -- and suggests, "Lots of yoga - and hours and hours a week wearing high heels." It is a small booty - there's just not much fat on Mikoto, but it's nice and tight and just right.
"Ah~ I guess that would do it." Keiji agreed after another hot kiss. He gave Mikoto's very lovely ass another good squeeze, then began to rub it a bit instead. Seriously, once his hands were there, it was hard to convince himself to let them go anywhere else.
Mikoto has absolutely no complaints about Keiji's hands grabbing and rubbing his ass -- he had literally asked for it, and it feels great. He does take advantage of the situation to press his hips into Keiji.
That move on Mikoto's part brought the softest groan from the singer, but given his very silent nature, it was almost like a loud groan from anyone else. The somewhat slippery friction just felt that amazing~
"Are you excited for me, Keiji-kun?" He asks, although really he can feel the truth of it. He wants to hear it~ He lets his hand slide its way back down Keiji's spine as well.
"Very~" Keiji breathed against Mikoto's lips, even as his hips pressed closer to the blond's once more, subtly following the trail of those fingers with his spine.
Mikoto smiles, happy to hear it. He shifts, pressing a kiss to Keiji's jaw, before asking, "Do you want me to make you cum?"
"Mmnn~ Please~" Keiji agreed, his voice soft, but not quite begging. He wanted it, and he knew that Mikoto knew he wanted it. He also understood how hot it was to *hear* that want, though, so he didn't mind at all saying what was already obvious.
Mikoto is definitely pleased to hear it, and promises, "I'm going to blow your mind~" And then he starts to kiss his way down that jaw... and down that neck...
"I know you will~" Keiji agreed, his eyes sliding closed as Mikoto's lips began to kiss their way down his throat. One of his hands stayed on Mikoto's butt, but the other one wandered its way slowly up the other man's spine, just enjoying the touching while mostly focusing on the feeling of those lips making their way lower~
Mikoto has not exhausted all his BJ tricks -- and everytime he blows Keiji, he's better at narrowing down what things Keiji tends to like so he has an idea for what he wants to try today already in mind. But he doesn't rush, slowly trailing his lips down the model's sculpted body - plus that lets Keiji keeps those hands on his butt for longer.
Keiji had definitely noticed that no two blow jobs from Mikoto were the same, but that was no kind of criticism. Far from it, actually. The fact that he never knew exactly what the other man was going to do, other than make him feel incredible, made the whole thing even more exciting than it would be otherwise. And it would be plenty exciting all by itself. As those lips trailed slowly down his damp skin, Keiji definitely did his best to keep his hands where they were, but they eventually lost the battle, slowly sliding up the blond's back, even as Mikoto slowly went down~
Mikoto knows a few tricks, and even reusing tricks but in different combinations can be a different experience. Today when he finds his way down there, he decides to not take a lot of it in his mouth, and instead to do a lot of moving his mouth along the length. A very comfortable BJ for the giver, and spicing it up with some strategic humming against the skin.
Now *that* strategy was completely new and unexpected for Keiji, especially the feel of those lips vibrating against him from the humming. His hands had come to rest naturally on Mikoto's shoulders, and his grip was tight enough to ground him, but loose enough that it wouldn't hurt at all. He closed his eyes and just gave himself over to the amazing sensations.
The blond enjoys himself thoroughly, and when he can tell Keiji is reaching his limit, that's when he takes the tip into his mouth, presses his tongue against it and hums some more, as he wants to swallow down the results.
Thankfully, even though Keiji wasn't very vocal about his pleasure, he had his physical tells. And with practice comes familiarity, which Mikoto absolutely had now with the singer's reactions. Keiji probably couldn't have said what he did that signalled he was close except maybe an extra squeeze of his fingers around those shoulders, but when the blond switched tactics *just* as he was cresting the edge, Keiji didn't even try to hold back, letting himself fall right over that edge, coming hard into this boyfriend's waiting mouth.
Mikoto is prepared and experienced, having no trouble dealing with Keiji's cum, and honestly quite enjoying the taste. He waits for Keiji to be supporting himself before standing up and pressing his body up against Keiji's. He knows he's not getting the *same* in return, but he's definitely ready for his own pleasure.
Honestly, Keiji still wasn't comfortable *watching* Mikoto pleasure him that way, so it was only as the blond started coming back up his body that the singer opened his eyes once more, a bemused smile on his lips. "That was different. But very, very good~" He praised. Honestly.... some small part of his brain back there was juuuuuuuust starting to think that maybe, just maybe, he could work his way up to a variation on what the other man had just done. There had been very little of cock *in* mouth involved in that rendition, and it was definitely that part that freaked him out about a blow job. He wasn't going to *say* that, though. Just in case he never actually got there. It would just be mean to mention it, then never actually be able to get there. That being the case, though, he was very interested in giving Mikoto his own release in return. "Mmmm~ Looks like my hands can reach your butt again~" He said, letting his hands trail back down to said position, taking the chance to give it a good fondle and squeeze.
"I didn't feel like working hard," Mikoto admits, amused. He could take cock in his mouth -- he could even deep throat although he has no plans to do that for Keiji since he thinks it would just result in both of them being uncomfortable. Mikoto doesn't know that he's shown Keiji that there are ways to involve a mouth and cock that doesn't involve a lot of insertion. "Mmm~ Yes you can."
"Well.... feel free to be lazy again in the future?" Keiji responded with a light laugh, feeling that even if Mikoto didn't think he had worked hard, the results were still very, very favourable. That reaction to his hands enjoying their placement made Keiji feel very good indeed, but he knew that Mikoto would be wanting a little more than this now. After all, there was very little space between them, and no space for imagination as to how the blond was feeling. Keeping one hand on that very enjoyably taut ass, he brought the other around to Mikoto's hip, giving it a small, familiar squeeze before shifting it just enough that he would be able to get that hand between them and wrap warmly around his boyfriend's stiff cock.
"I didn't think for a moment that you'd mind," Mikoto replies. Keiji would never *expect* or *ask* him to give a BJ most likely, so it really is whatever Mikoto wants to do when it comes to that. Well, honestly he feels that way doing just about anything with Keiji. Mikoto loops his arms around Keiji's shoulders, and when he feels that warm touch to his hip, he also moves just slightly back to make room for Keiji's hand. Even though he knows it's coming, he gasps lightly when those fingers make contact.
When those arms looped around his neck, Keiji smiled down at the other man. He kept his eyes on that beloved face as his hand moved into place, getting an up close and personal view of the expression that went with that please gasp before leaning down to press a soft, slow kiss to those parted lips, even as his hand began to move slowly up and down the shaft. He kept the kisses coming, matching the slow, languid movements of his lips to the slow, fluid movements of his hand.
Mikoto leans into those kisses, resisting the urge to deepen them. He's not so desperate as to try to rush things, and it's good to give Keiji assertiveness in how he wants to do things. But wow is it amazing kissing someone you adore while they're stroking you. Hand job is almost too simple a term to explain this. Vocal as ever, Mikoto moans, groans or gasps whenever it feels right.
The feel of those sounds as they flowed into his mouth when they were kissing felt amazing, and he definitely wanted more. When the moment felt right, Keiji did deepen the kisses, and at the same time he changed his grip on his boyfriend's cock: tightening it just a little and adding just the tiniest bit of speed to the strokes.
That coaxes the loudest moan thus far, and the blond tries to say Keiji's name but honestly his lips are so occupied that he doesn't think it came across at all. Oh well~ It's still obvious how much Mikoto is enjoying everything.
Keiji definitely didn't get the impression that a word had been in that moan at all, but he *did* understand that the blond was very much enjoying what he was doing. He kept up that pace to both hand and kisses for a little bit, but eventually he could tell that those slower strokes were going to be more agitating than exciting, so he let his lips abandon Mikoto's in favour of peppering smaller, faster kisses against cheeks, jaw, and temple as the rhythm of his hand picked up to match. Plus side: his boyfriend's mouth was now free to make all the sounds he wanted~
The blond, already firmly in Korean, implores Keiji to speed up, incidentally right before the other man did so anyways, and then he's just exclaiming about how good he feels. Keiji's name is recognizably in there a couple of times too.
The moment that Mikoto switched languages was one that Keiji was super well aware of by now. He still didn't know what the actual words meant, but he was getting pretty good at picking up words he heard often. He was pretty sure that the one he heard just before he changed his pace was either 'faster' or 'more' because he always stopped hearing it after he did pick up his pace. The one that replaced it he was pretty sure was either 'more' or 'please', which both just meant 'keep doing that' to him.
There was another one he heard when they were doing anal, which he interpretted as 'deeper' or 'harder', but that one obviously wasn't showing up now. And then there were all the other words that came out that Keiji had no idea what they meant, but the not knowing hadn't seemed to be a problem yet. So, since the word being repeated (along with his name) was something to do with continuing what he was doing, Keiji happily did so, pressing small, but somewhat hard, kisses to every bit of Mikoto's face and neck that he could while letting his hand's pace and pressure increase over time.
Mikoto honestly doesn't realize that there's anything special about Keiji reacting to his commands, and that he's accidentally taught Keiji a very specific set of Korean vocabulary. As he reaches the edge though, there's a Korean 'oh my god' and 'soon' and one last attempt at his boyfriend's name, with "Kei--" before he finds his bliss.
Those more desperate sounds that Mikoto made were also familiar to Keiji. He couldn't say for certain what the words meant, but their tone was instructive enough, as was the way that his boyfriend seemed to tense right up at the final moment just before coming. He kept his hand moving throughout, though his mouth came to rest against the other man's cheek as he helped the blond ride out his orgasm.
Mikoto's arms close their loop around Keiji's shoulders some, thankfully still not too tight, but definitely holding on to help him stay standing. Still panting lightly from the orgasm, he shifts to rest his head against Keiji. "Mmm~"
As Mikoto moved closer, Keiji released the other man's cock and let that hand move back around his boyfriend's waist. They were in the shower still, after all, so it didn't matter if they got a little messy and had to clean off again. Totally worth it to feel the blond resting against him like that anyway. He raised his head enough that he could rest his chin on top of the other man's head, then just concentrated on enjoying holding him.
The blond gets a small, special smile that unfortunately can't be seen by anyone at the moment. He's learned how much Keiji loves this heads tucked in position, so now he loves it too, just because he knows that it means Keiji's feeling happy, warm and cuddly.
Mikoto's interpretation of this position was entirely correct. Keiji did feel happy, warm, and cuddly, and he adored how completely perfectly the blond fit with him when they stood this way. He didn't have to stretch or bend at all to make this work. They just... fit.
Mikoto lets his arms slide down to be around Keiji's back instead of around the man's shoulders, just so he's not reaching up, but otherwise he stays standing like this until he's finally ready to clean up this new mess. Even then he slowly, carefully dislodges himself, not wanting to accidentally bonk Keiji's chin.
The extended moment felt wonderful, but Keiji completely understood when Mikoto began to draw away. He let go just about as slowly as his boyfriend did, but there was no actual reluctance to it. They could cuddle and hold each other just about anywhere, after all. "Quick clean up?" He asked, already reaching for the soap so he could wash his hand before dealing with the rest.
"Mhmm. I definitely got it all over your stomach too," the blond admits, although likely not a surprise given the way they'd been pressed up against each other. He gets the soap after Keiji, and rubs his own front, and then Keiji's.
That brought a chuckle from the singer. "If you hadn't, it would be kind of a miracle." He responded, then enjoyed that quick little re-clean up. "So.... time to get out?" He asked, it truly being a question.
"Hmm, true," Mikoto replies. He hadn't meant to imply it was a surprise. As to the question, he nods, "Yeah, I think it's about time to get out. We can cuddle somewhere where we can sit or lie down together instead."
Keiji definitely hadn't thought Mikoto was implying it was a surprise, he was just making a little joke himself about how pressed together they'd been. The comment about cuddling somewhere else brought an enthusiastic nod, though. "Sounds perfect." He agreed, before reaching to turn off the water.
"Perfect, except getting out is always hard," Mikoto replies, reaching quickly for a towel -- and instantly regretting the lost joke opportunity if he had say 'coming out' instead of 'getting out'.
"Oh, absolutely agreed! No matter how warm the apartment is, it's never as warm as the water." Keiji agreed, not looking forward to the cold air about to come into the steamy shower. And when it did, he definitely shivered before he could get a towel for himself and wrap it tightly around him. Then he began to vigorously dry himself off.
"I mean, in the summer it *could* be, but I'm gunna use some AC so it won't be," Mikoto replies. And it would have to be a very hot day for Tokyo. He's also shivering, skin seemingly instantly covered in goose bumps as he tries to dry off. Knowing that it's going to take them a while to warm up while cuddling as they're both quite skinny, he jokes, "One of us needs to get some meat on our bones."
"In the summer my apartment will probably be close, but honestly... I usually take cool showers in the summer." Keiji admitted. Not *cold* exactly, but enough to keep him cool without too much AC use. AC cost far too much money to use unless absolutely necessary, after all. That joke about one of them needing to be not so skinny made the singer laugh. "Sadly, I don't think that's in the cards for either of us." He replied, quickly drying himself off, the re-wrapping himself in the towel for the little warmth it provided.
"Mmm, just more reason for you to crash over here as much as possible in summer~ Setsuna and I run the AC a lot," Mikoto replies, using a tempting sultry tone even though he's literally talking about household energy use. It's just funny to him. At the idea of him trying to put on some weight, the blond jokes, "Can you imagine me eating EVEN MORE?"
Mikoto totally earned that sexy tone, because the unfettered use of AC in the summer was definitely sexy to the singer. On par with expensive jewelry and the like, even. "I guess I will~" Keiji agreed, then laughed at that joke. "I really can't. I'm still not sure where you put everything you eat now!" He admitted with a warm fondness.
"In this little tummy," Mikoto replies, lightly drumming on the small, flat expanse that somehow devours food. Finally dry and moisturized, he heads out of the bathroom, "Uggh, it's even colder out here! Couch or bedroom?"
Keiji reached out to poke said tummy. "I swear there must be a mini black hole in there or something, because there is *no* way that tummy is big enough for the food I saw go into it today. It must fill every empty space in your entire body~" He teased warmly. He tossed the towel, when he was fully done with it, into the hamper, then shivered when the door to the rest of the apartment was opened. "Whichever will be warmer faster." He decided immediately. He knew there were blankets available in both places, but he assumed Mikoto would know which piece of furniture had a slight edge on the warming factor.
"Like the jokes about sailors who can drink a lot having hollow wooden legs to pour it all down?" Mikoto laughs, it being extra funny since he can in fact drink most people under the table. He takes Keiji's hand and starts to bring him to the bedroom, "Definitely the bedroom then."
He doesn't have to use it much with Keiji there to keep him warm, but in the winter he actually keeps an electric blanket under the bedsheet and this sounds like a good time to use it.
"Yeah, just like that. Are you sure you don't have hollow legs?" Keiji agreed with a laugh, happily following along to the bed with the other man. Once they got there, the model wasted no time at all getting under the covers, then watched as Mikoto got the electric blanket turned on. "Electric blanket?" He asked, pretty sure that was what was going on.
"Definitely an electric blanket. It's under the sheet," Mikoto replies. A perfect place for that heat to rise and then get trapped in by the comforters and keep one warm all night. Not as pleasant as snuggling a boyfriend, but definitely the best way to sleep. Once he has it turned on, he gets under the covers with Keiji and presses right into his boyfriend, "I feel like I would know if my legs were hollow."
"Oh good. Something to help us warm up even faster!" Keiji enthused, immediately cuddling right in with the blond. That continuation of their former conversation made the singer laugh again. "Are you sure? If they're constantly full of food, maybe you wouldn't notice?" It was silly, of course, but so was the whole idea.
"You said whichever was warmer -- bed is definitely warmer," the blond replies, getting his arms around around Keiji and burying his face in the other man's chest -- basically making it so the only part of him exposed to the cold room's air is also covered by hair, "I feel like it'd be hard to walk in heels with peg legs."
Keiji immediately tightened his hold on the blond when Mikoto cuddled right into him like that. "Do they have to be pegs to be hollow? They sure don't look like peg legs to me." He added, sneaking a look under the blankets and down to the other man's gorgeous legs.
"I mean, if they're hollow and--" Mikoto fails to find the word biological in his Japanese vernacular and just says it in English where he remembers it from RPDR, "'biological' then I wouldn't have bones? So I think I couldn't stand...." He enjoys the feel of Keiji pulling him in tight, and relaxes entirely.
That thought made Keiji frown a bit, because it really did throw a wrench into his theory. "Hmmmmm..... maybe your legs are really mechanical?" He suggested, that making some kind of sense at least.
"And the booze and the food don't short them out?" Mikoto replies, fully in on the logic of this for some reason. Totally at odds with the comfy way they're curled in together. The blond isn't sleepy at all - maybe a little tired just from the sheer amount of sex they'd had, but not properly sleepy.
"Well, obviously they're lined on the inside to protect the circuitry!" Keiji protested with a soft laugh. No matter how silly the conversation might be, it was fun to be able to talk like this with Mikoto. Contrary to his boyfriend, though, as he started to warm up, he was starting to feel just a little bit drowsy. Not sleepy yet, exactly, but definitely heading that way.
Mikoto giggles, and teases, "Are you accusing me of being some kind of android, or robot, or whatever?" He still has his face protectively buried in Keiji's chest so it won't get cold, so he can't pick up chances in his boyfriend's facial expression at the moment.
That giggle was just too cute. "Not entirely? Just your legs. Though, if they are mechanical, they're very, very realistic~" Keiji 'complimented' with further amusement. He did combine his words with a loving rub of a hand up and down Mikoto's back, though.
"Oh, I see. *only* my legs," As if that weren't already a wildly extreme thing, a scientific marvel, if it were true. He looks up at Keiji then, and his smile softens, "Are you getting sleepy, Kei-kun?"
He had not foreplanned shortening the name like that; it was simply what had come out.
"Yes, exactly~" Keiji agreed, then smiled back at that sweet expression on the blond's face. "A little." He admitted, his own expression softening at that cute shortening of his name. He wouldn't dare comment on it, just in case that would make it feel too intimate to Mikoto to ever use again, but he did like hearing it from the other man.
The blond is honestly thankful that Keiji doesn't say anything about it, since he hadn't meant to do it and having it pointed out would have been pretty mortifying. At hearing that Keiji's sleepy, he suggests, "Should I roll over then?" as they are not yet in their standard bedtime position.
"Mmmmm.... up to you." Keiji responded after a second of thought. There was a general likelihood that, as the bed warmed more, he would be more likely to fall asleep, but whether Mikoto wanted to stay curled into his chest, or turn around, was really up to the blond. Of course, the latter position was probably easier for using his phone after Keiji fell asleep, so that was also a consideration, probably.
"You're just a little sleepy so far?" Mikoto double checks. "If so, I'll stay like this a little longer." After all, like this they can chat and kiss. Keiji is correct that their sleeping position is much more convenient for him since he can entertain himself once his boyfriend's asleep.
"So far, yeah. I think as I get warmer I'll get sleepier, though." Keiji warned, though he thought that was probably obvious. Still, it *was* nice cuddling like this, and he took the opportunity to lean in and press a small, soft kiss to Mikoto's forehead.
"When you start feeling really sleepy, let me know, k?" Mikoto implores, smiling as he receives that loving kiss. Moments like these feel like what he'd always dreamt romance could feel like when he was young, which makes it precious and almost unreal feeling.
"Okay." Keiji agreed easily, then just went back to enjoying cuddling Mikoto while the electric blanket slowly warmed the whole bed. He closed his eyes and let his hands rub gently up and down his boyfriend's back. It all just felt so much better than all of those nights he'd spent alone lately.
Mikoto smiles, enjoying the treat of watching the young man's face as he relaxes so thoroughly. He thinks about some things they could chat about, but ends up saying nothing at all, because his boyfriend looks so peaceful. Many would find it strange to see the blond so quiet but he's just enjoying the calm moment.
Honestly, even Keiji found Mikoto's silence a little surprising, and after a few moments he cracked an eye open to see what the blond was doing. Finding his boyfriend's attention on him, the singer had to smile. "Yen for your thoughts?"
The blond blinks at being 'caught' gazing at Keiji's face. It's easy enough to be honest about his thoughts though, "Thinking about how lovely and relaxed you look; and how peaceful this moment is."
That easy, honest answer brought a warm, still very relaxed smile to Keiji's lips. "It really is a perfectly peaceful moment." He agreed, then gave a soft, happy sigh. "I wonder if it's so much more peaceful because we haven't been able to have this kind of moment in so long." Of course, the amount of sex they'd had that day couldn't be at *all* part of it.
"Hmm, maybe. But if so, I still don't wanna do it again though," the blond insists, not feeling this moment of wonderful calm was worth being apart so many days -- and also it's entirely possible to get back here just by fucking 3-4 times which is clearly the superior route.
"Oh, agreed." Keiji responded immediately. It would have to be a much, much, much better feeling than this to warrant being apart that long again. Not that this wasn't amazing, but it wasn't worth the not-amazing feeling of sleeping alone so many days in a row. It was at that point that a huge yawn surprised him, though, and he blinked blearily once it was over.
Mikoto giggles softly, and then presses a kiss to Keiji's lips once they're closed from that yawn, "Ok, I'm going to take that as a sign that you're getting sleepy. Good night, Keiji-kun." And then he wiggles around in Keiji's arm until he's properly in his little spoon position.
Keiji smiled at that kiss, but replied with, "You're probably not wrong." Once Mikoto had wiggled around into their normal position, Keiji got his arms comfortably around the blond and closed his eyes. The scent of the body wash from both of their bodies combined with the subtle scent off of that lovely, blond hair was comforting, and it wasn't long before it was lulling him down into actual sleep.
The blond, happy to be back to this nighttime routine, rests comfortably until he feels confident his lover is asleep, and then he reaches for his phone. He has a new app for reading books, and some coworkers had recommended some light novels to him -- and reading them will help with his kanji students and vice versa, so he reads until he gets tired.