[Fic] Reunited 2.1
Title : [Fic] Reunited 2.1
Author : Jadey
Rating : R
Pairing : Ohmiya / Sakumoto
Word count : around 2500 words
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Summary : Vampire AU. Sho and Ohno are vampires in search of their mates. Sort of.
Note : Sakumoto’s part first! Thanks so much for bearing with me till now, you lovelies <3
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“Y-You did what?”
Sho makes a face and Jun catches his mate’s straying gaze like an automatic reflex, unsure of what to say. Somehow, it’s not surprising that Ohno is upset about the whole ‘your mate knows’ thing and not about the fact that he almost died because Jun and Sho “accidentally” left him behind, or the fact that he could barely move his limbs without wincing and cursing because right now, despite his fucking injuries, Ohno is seething.
“I - we didn’t know, okay?” Sho explains as Jun re-arranges Ohno’s limbs into what he hopes is comfortable, and wincing at the sight of Ohno’s torn flesh from his head to his toes.
“We only realize you weren’t with him when we arrived in the apartment.” Sho adds.
Jun sees Ohno opens his mouth to say something and then clamping it shut again. It takes two seconds, three, before Ohno murmurs, “That’s so stupid, Sho-kun,” low under his breathe.
A beat. “I know,” Sho agrees, ducking his head low in apology; “I’m sorry.” Sho says. It’s easy to figure out that Sho wasn’t apologizing for letting Ohno’s mate in on the secret that Ohno might be dead, but over the fact that the both of them left Ohno behind.
He swallows hard, takes his position next to Sho and copies Sho’s stance as he bows his head low.
“Ohno-san, I -“
“Stop it, both of you,” Ohno grumbles.
“But -“
“I’m not blaming either of you, Jun-kun, okay?” Ohno cuts in, like he knows exactly what Jun is about to say. Jun purses his lips, throat tight as he feels Sho’s fingers creep to curl around his wrist.
“I swear I’m not. It was my fault we almost died in there, after all, because if I didn’t force you guys to go, none of this would have happened.”
“We shouldn’t have left you,” Sho says, saying exactly what Jun is thinking.
Ohno chuckles and smiles like it’s nothing, like he knows something he and Sho don’t.
“You didn’t,” Ohno says, like he means it; Jun knows that he does. “You never did, okay? Now stop looking like fucking wet weekend and find me something to drink before your efforts go to waste. I’m going to fucking die if you don’t do something about me.”
If Jun has doubts how this quiet, tiny man ended up being their Leader before, he doesn’t anymore. He looks at Ohno and realized there’s no one who has the ability to hold the three of them together the way Ohno could, no one who’s brave and clever enough to make decisions during the most crucial situations the way Ohno could.
Because he’s certain neither he or Sho could have done the same if it even come to that; he’s certain he wouldn’t be able to think straight if he’s the one who has to watch the other half of his life being torn in half.
He leans down and raps his fingertips on Ohno’s forehead and grins.
Sho, on the other hand, is already on Ohno’s other side, pushing his bleeding wrist to Ohno’s mouth.
“But of course, Boss,” Jun says as Ohno grimaces but otherwise parts his lips and lets Sho press his wrist against his mouth, his throat working slowly as he swallows what he could.
Ohno hums in protest as Sho forces him to take more. “Just enough to give you strength, Satoshi-kun. I would have snatched anyone for you to feed on but I’m sure you’re not going to like it so this would have to do for now.”
When Sho gasps, Jun knows it’s his turn. He taps Ohno’s cheek and as Ohno’s lips detaches from Sho’s wrist, Jun offers his own.
“Yeah,” Jun agrees, watching the older vampire’s throat work as he feeds; “ and also so we won’t have to carry your skinny ass home. We sure don’t want your human to kill us in our sleep if he sees you battered all over like this, you know?”
Ohno snorts, like he knows it could totally happen. He smiles when Sho’s familiar weight drapes around his back comfortingly, sighs when Sho’s lips find its way to the nape of his neck, kissing him lightly.
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Nino hates waiting.
More so now when there’s no certainty that the one thing he wants all his life might never come back, and that the mere thought of it is enough to break him from the inside and out. The ache in his chest won’t go away - it’s almost as if it is permanently there, feeling it with every breath he takes.
“Nino-chan, come on, I’m sure they’ll call when they have news,” Aiba tells him, hand finding Nino’s elbow, tugging Nino lightly. Nino shakes his head repeatedly, refuses to leave the spot he’s been curled in since the mated vampires left in search of Ohno.
“You need to eat something,” says Aiba again, but Nino can’t - won’t - be persuaded.
He doesn’t feel like doing anything. He can’t. Not until Ohno is here, not until Nino knows he’s safe.
“Nino, please -“ Aiba says, voice halting the moment Nino’s phone that’s been sitting next to his feet blares to life, cutting Aiba off completely. Nino grabs the phone with shaking fingers and it takes more than three tries before he manages to slide his thumb across the screen to take the call.
“H-Hello?” Nino’s fingers around his phone are shaking, his voice even more so.
A beat, then the sound of a breathy sigh and a painfully familiar voice whispering Nino’s name, and Nino lets go of the tears he realized he is holding.
“Oh-chan? Oh-chan!”
Hey, Ohno breathes on the other end, asking Nino how he is, that he misses him. But Nino is no longer talking, he can’t - he is sobbing hard, phone pressed against his ear, listening to Ohno breathing lightly on the other end.
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“If it was you, I don’t know what I would have done, really,” Jun whispers, mostly against his lips as Sho guides his fingers around the back of Jun’s head to keep him in place, pressing his mouth against Jun’s chin, the beauty marks on and above Jun’s lips.
“Shhh,” he hushes, kissing Jun softly, tenderly, fingers threading lightly through his hair.
Sho doesn’t really need to hear it, doesn’t really need Jun to say it, because they both know how it is. How difficult it always is to watch the other fight for his life when they’re in the middle of working a job, how it never gets easier even after so long.
Jun’s fingers grasp the front of his shirt for dear life and Sho lets him, lets him, lets him, kissing Jun back with equal hunger when Jun decides to take things further. His hands move from the back of Jun’s neck down to the small of Jun’s back, shoving Jun’s shirt up and sliding his hands in for a thorough sweep.
“Don’t let me lose you like that, Sho-san,” Jun says, more like begs as he pulls his mouth away only so he could kiss Sho’s neck, his throat, his chin, the underside of Sho’s ear. “I won’t be able to take it, I can’t, I refuse to.”
“Jun,” he says, catching Jun around his shoulders before sliding his hands to Jun’s face, framing it gently, tenderly. “Look at me. Hey, look at me.”
Jun does with a whimper, and nothing could have prepared Sho for what he sees in Jun’s eyes when Jun’s gaze finds his. There’s so much behind Jun’s eyes that makes even the simplest thing as breathing difficult, as Sho finds himself cupping Jun’s jaw and slamming his mouth against Jun’s with purpose.
“I love you, Sho-san,” Jun whimpers when their lips part, finds himself staring at the wild look on Jun’s face as he presses his body against Sho’s. “So much… please don’t ever leave me. Promise me. Please, I -”
Sho shakes his head as he fingers the frown marring Jun’s temple, smoothing the unhappy curl marring the edges of his mouth with a kiss as he backs Jun against the bedroom door.
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There’s so much to see, so much to touch, and it’s frustrating enough that Sho can’t have it all even if he wants to. Jun is spread beautifully on the bed, legs spread wide and ready, begging Sho to take him but all Sho does is stare at him, mouth dry as he watches his fingers disappear inside Jun’s body.
“That’s enough, Sho-san, please -“ Jun gasps, throwing his head back at the apparent sensation. Somehow, Jun manages to grasp the nearest part of Sho he can touch - pulling Sho towards him and hissing when the action had Sho taking his fingers out of Jun’s body in one go.
“Jun -“ Sho grunts, a hitching moan tearing itself from deep within his chest when Jun says nothing and simply guides Sho where he wants him, above Jun, one hand finding Sho’s cock and squeezing while the other he uses to grip at Sho’s hip, his hand firm, almost possessive.
“I need you, Sho-san,” Jun whispers, guiding Sho’s cock and teasingly presses the slick head against Jun’s opening, and it’s all Sho can do not to outright buck into that delicious heat. He luckily manages to catch himself halfway, as he ducks his head down instead and kisses the breath right from Jun’s mouth eagerly.
“Please, Sho-san,”
Sho nods, strokes Jun’s face tenderly, and with all the love he has for him, he smiles, then jerks his hips with a cry.
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It doesn’t take long before Jun finds himself pushing Sho off of him only so he could ride Sho instead. Sho looks entirely confused for all of two seconds when Jun huffs and pushes him away, but his confusion is short-lived when Jun has him on his back immediately afterwards.
“Jun, oh God -“
“Stay still,” Jun grits out, one hand on Sho’s toned abdomen and the other on Sho’s hard cock, guiding it carefully back inside his body. Sho is biting on his lower lip hard enough to draw blood, breath hitching, both of them moaning in unison the second he’s fully seated on Sho’s cock, Sho’s buried to the hilt and groaning.
“Holy shit -“
Jun throws his head back, sensation pooling around his thighs the second he experimentally rolls his hips and thus taking more of Sho’s cock as deep as he’s ever gonna go.
“Yeah, like that,” Jun hisses as he moves; he starts off slow, testing the waters by hitching his hips just high enough to leave the head of Sho’s cock buried in his ass then sliding back down in the same unhurried movement. He watches the way Sho’s Adams apple bobs in counter to each countering movement.
Soon, there’s only the sounds of his and Sho’s breathless moans, the sounds of skin slapping skin, Jun bearing down on Sho’s cock hard, movements quick and frantic.
“Yes yes yes,” Sho is moaning, and before Jun knows it, he is up from the bed, bracing himself up with his elbows on the bed and meeting Jun halfway. Jun keeps his eyes open, documenting it all, watching Sho watch him, aware of the sounds they are making as he fucks himself on Sho’s cock.
“Sho-san, oh god, Sho -“
“Fuck, Jun, ahh, fuck!” Sho half-screams, hands tight on Jun’s hips. Jun’s movement breaks in one, two, three thrusts, head thrown back and stills, trusting Sho to continue where he left off. Sho makes a noise and before Jun knows it, he’s fucking into Jun like he won’t be able to again, Jun keening in pleasure before he can even stop himself.
“So good, fuck so good -“ Sho’s moaning an endless stream of epithet as Jun sits there, arms braced over Sho’s shoulders, taking everything Sho is willing to give. He’s shaking, trembling with exertion, mouth seeking Sho’s and mewling, Sho’s vampire quickness taking over as he fucks Jun over and over again.
“Close, close, Sho-san -“
“With me,” Sho hisses, pace quickening; Jun bites his tongue to muffle his cries, not daring close his eyes if only to give in to the sensation. He can’t - he doesn’t want to - watching Sho’s lips part in a breathless cry, pupils blown wide as their orgasm bursts into the surface almost at the same time.
“Now!”
“Sho!” they cry in unison, Jun feeling his own come hitting his stomach, his neck, his chin, Sho’s stomach and chin, too, as his insides is flooded with the familiar feel of Sho’s come filling his ass.
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There are no words for this, really. Sho feels Jun’s reluctance to let go even when they both know they have to.
“He’s going to break the door,” he muses into Jun’s hair; Jun grunts something indistinct in return and Sho chuckles, pressing one last kiss to Jun’s temple before Jun scrambles away.
“If he did, can I break his face in return?” Jun asks, annoyed; Sho knows he doesn’t really mean it, especially not after what happened but even he has doubts.
He lies on the bed, watches as Jun struggles to find his underpants and ends up grabbing Sho’s own instead. “Please refrain from doing so. Satoshi-kun will get angry,”
“Hmph,”
He grins, gestures with his fingers when Jun finishes putting on the pants. “Come here and give me a kiss first.”
Jun snorts but otherwise does as he’s told, kissing Sho lightly, softly. “You’re not coming out with me?”
“Nah, maybe later.” He says, looking down at himself and basking on the afterglow. “You can just open the door and show him where to go, then you can come back here and, you know?”
Jun chuckles, reaches down and finds his cock to squeeze. “Oh, gladly,” Jun agrees with a grin, then scowls when Ninomiya’s voice cuts in and spoils the fun.
“Go,” he says.
“I swear I’m going to snap his neck one of these days.”
“No, you won’t.”
“Don’t count on it.” Jun says as he starts for the door.
He chuckles, then. “Jun?” Jun pauses, turns.
“Yeah?”
“I love you,” he says, repeating it just in case Jun didn’t hear it.
Jun’s expression softens then, and Sho just loves him so much in that moment that he’s certain that if his heart is still beating, it might have skipped a beat, what with the way Jun is looking at him now.
“Jun, I love you -”
Jun is on him the next time he blinks, cupping his face and kissing him, hard and fast.
“I love you,” he feels the need to say it again, mouthing the words against Jun’s lips as Jun quietly kisses him.
“I’M GOING TO BREAK THIS DOOR IF YOU DON’T OPEN THIS IN THE NEXT FIVE SECONDS, I SWEAR TO YOUR DEAD GRANDFATHERS!”
Jun pulls away. “I’m going to really kill him this time.”
Sho laughs, presses one last kiss to Jun’s willing mouth before he pushes him away.
“Go.”
Author : Jadey
Rating : R
Pairing : Ohmiya / Sakumoto
Word count : around 2500 words
Disclaimer : fiction, yo!
Summary : Vampire AU. Sho and Ohno are vampires in search of their mates. Sort of.
Note : Sakumoto’s part first! Thanks so much for bearing with me till now, you lovelies <3
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“Y-You did what?”
Sho makes a face and Jun catches his mate’s straying gaze like an automatic reflex, unsure of what to say. Somehow, it’s not surprising that Ohno is upset about the whole ‘your mate knows’ thing and not about the fact that he almost died because Jun and Sho “accidentally” left him behind, or the fact that he could barely move his limbs without wincing and cursing because right now, despite his fucking injuries, Ohno is seething.
“I - we didn’t know, okay?” Sho explains as Jun re-arranges Ohno’s limbs into what he hopes is comfortable, and wincing at the sight of Ohno’s torn flesh from his head to his toes.
“We only realize you weren’t with him when we arrived in the apartment.” Sho adds.
Jun sees Ohno opens his mouth to say something and then clamping it shut again. It takes two seconds, three, before Ohno murmurs, “That’s so stupid, Sho-kun,” low under his breathe.
A beat. “I know,” Sho agrees, ducking his head low in apology; “I’m sorry.” Sho says. It’s easy to figure out that Sho wasn’t apologizing for letting Ohno’s mate in on the secret that Ohno might be dead, but over the fact that the both of them left Ohno behind.
He swallows hard, takes his position next to Sho and copies Sho’s stance as he bows his head low.
“Ohno-san, I -“
“Stop it, both of you,” Ohno grumbles.
“But -“
“I’m not blaming either of you, Jun-kun, okay?” Ohno cuts in, like he knows exactly what Jun is about to say. Jun purses his lips, throat tight as he feels Sho’s fingers creep to curl around his wrist.
“I swear I’m not. It was my fault we almost died in there, after all, because if I didn’t force you guys to go, none of this would have happened.”
“We shouldn’t have left you,” Sho says, saying exactly what Jun is thinking.
Ohno chuckles and smiles like it’s nothing, like he knows something he and Sho don’t.
“You didn’t,” Ohno says, like he means it; Jun knows that he does. “You never did, okay? Now stop looking like fucking wet weekend and find me something to drink before your efforts go to waste. I’m going to fucking die if you don’t do something about me.”
If Jun has doubts how this quiet, tiny man ended up being their Leader before, he doesn’t anymore. He looks at Ohno and realized there’s no one who has the ability to hold the three of them together the way Ohno could, no one who’s brave and clever enough to make decisions during the most crucial situations the way Ohno could.
Because he’s certain neither he or Sho could have done the same if it even come to that; he’s certain he wouldn’t be able to think straight if he’s the one who has to watch the other half of his life being torn in half.
He leans down and raps his fingertips on Ohno’s forehead and grins.
Sho, on the other hand, is already on Ohno’s other side, pushing his bleeding wrist to Ohno’s mouth.
“But of course, Boss,” Jun says as Ohno grimaces but otherwise parts his lips and lets Sho press his wrist against his mouth, his throat working slowly as he swallows what he could.
Ohno hums in protest as Sho forces him to take more. “Just enough to give you strength, Satoshi-kun. I would have snatched anyone for you to feed on but I’m sure you’re not going to like it so this would have to do for now.”
When Sho gasps, Jun knows it’s his turn. He taps Ohno’s cheek and as Ohno’s lips detaches from Sho’s wrist, Jun offers his own.
“Yeah,” Jun agrees, watching the older vampire’s throat work as he feeds; “ and also so we won’t have to carry your skinny ass home. We sure don’t want your human to kill us in our sleep if he sees you battered all over like this, you know?”
Ohno snorts, like he knows it could totally happen. He smiles when Sho’s familiar weight drapes around his back comfortingly, sighs when Sho’s lips find its way to the nape of his neck, kissing him lightly.
++
Nino hates waiting.
More so now when there’s no certainty that the one thing he wants all his life might never come back, and that the mere thought of it is enough to break him from the inside and out. The ache in his chest won’t go away - it’s almost as if it is permanently there, feeling it with every breath he takes.
“Nino-chan, come on, I’m sure they’ll call when they have news,” Aiba tells him, hand finding Nino’s elbow, tugging Nino lightly. Nino shakes his head repeatedly, refuses to leave the spot he’s been curled in since the mated vampires left in search of Ohno.
“You need to eat something,” says Aiba again, but Nino can’t - won’t - be persuaded.
He doesn’t feel like doing anything. He can’t. Not until Ohno is here, not until Nino knows he’s safe.
“Nino, please -“ Aiba says, voice halting the moment Nino’s phone that’s been sitting next to his feet blares to life, cutting Aiba off completely. Nino grabs the phone with shaking fingers and it takes more than three tries before he manages to slide his thumb across the screen to take the call.
“H-Hello?” Nino’s fingers around his phone are shaking, his voice even more so.
A beat, then the sound of a breathy sigh and a painfully familiar voice whispering Nino’s name, and Nino lets go of the tears he realized he is holding.
“Oh-chan? Oh-chan!”
Hey, Ohno breathes on the other end, asking Nino how he is, that he misses him. But Nino is no longer talking, he can’t - he is sobbing hard, phone pressed against his ear, listening to Ohno breathing lightly on the other end.
++
“If it was you, I don’t know what I would have done, really,” Jun whispers, mostly against his lips as Sho guides his fingers around the back of Jun’s head to keep him in place, pressing his mouth against Jun’s chin, the beauty marks on and above Jun’s lips.
“Shhh,” he hushes, kissing Jun softly, tenderly, fingers threading lightly through his hair.
Sho doesn’t really need to hear it, doesn’t really need Jun to say it, because they both know how it is. How difficult it always is to watch the other fight for his life when they’re in the middle of working a job, how it never gets easier even after so long.
Jun’s fingers grasp the front of his shirt for dear life and Sho lets him, lets him, lets him, kissing Jun back with equal hunger when Jun decides to take things further. His hands move from the back of Jun’s neck down to the small of Jun’s back, shoving Jun’s shirt up and sliding his hands in for a thorough sweep.
“Don’t let me lose you like that, Sho-san,” Jun says, more like begs as he pulls his mouth away only so he could kiss Sho’s neck, his throat, his chin, the underside of Sho’s ear. “I won’t be able to take it, I can’t, I refuse to.”
“Jun,” he says, catching Jun around his shoulders before sliding his hands to Jun’s face, framing it gently, tenderly. “Look at me. Hey, look at me.”
Jun does with a whimper, and nothing could have prepared Sho for what he sees in Jun’s eyes when Jun’s gaze finds his. There’s so much behind Jun’s eyes that makes even the simplest thing as breathing difficult, as Sho finds himself cupping Jun’s jaw and slamming his mouth against Jun’s with purpose.
“I love you, Sho-san,” Jun whimpers when their lips part, finds himself staring at the wild look on Jun’s face as he presses his body against Sho’s. “So much… please don’t ever leave me. Promise me. Please, I -”
Sho shakes his head as he fingers the frown marring Jun’s temple, smoothing the unhappy curl marring the edges of his mouth with a kiss as he backs Jun against the bedroom door.
++
There’s so much to see, so much to touch, and it’s frustrating enough that Sho can’t have it all even if he wants to. Jun is spread beautifully on the bed, legs spread wide and ready, begging Sho to take him but all Sho does is stare at him, mouth dry as he watches his fingers disappear inside Jun’s body.
“That’s enough, Sho-san, please -“ Jun gasps, throwing his head back at the apparent sensation. Somehow, Jun manages to grasp the nearest part of Sho he can touch - pulling Sho towards him and hissing when the action had Sho taking his fingers out of Jun’s body in one go.
“Jun -“ Sho grunts, a hitching moan tearing itself from deep within his chest when Jun says nothing and simply guides Sho where he wants him, above Jun, one hand finding Sho’s cock and squeezing while the other he uses to grip at Sho’s hip, his hand firm, almost possessive.
“I need you, Sho-san,” Jun whispers, guiding Sho’s cock and teasingly presses the slick head against Jun’s opening, and it’s all Sho can do not to outright buck into that delicious heat. He luckily manages to catch himself halfway, as he ducks his head down instead and kisses the breath right from Jun’s mouth eagerly.
“Please, Sho-san,”
Sho nods, strokes Jun’s face tenderly, and with all the love he has for him, he smiles, then jerks his hips with a cry.
++
It doesn’t take long before Jun finds himself pushing Sho off of him only so he could ride Sho instead. Sho looks entirely confused for all of two seconds when Jun huffs and pushes him away, but his confusion is short-lived when Jun has him on his back immediately afterwards.
“Jun, oh God -“
“Stay still,” Jun grits out, one hand on Sho’s toned abdomen and the other on Sho’s hard cock, guiding it carefully back inside his body. Sho is biting on his lower lip hard enough to draw blood, breath hitching, both of them moaning in unison the second he’s fully seated on Sho’s cock, Sho’s buried to the hilt and groaning.
“Holy shit -“
Jun throws his head back, sensation pooling around his thighs the second he experimentally rolls his hips and thus taking more of Sho’s cock as deep as he’s ever gonna go.
“Yeah, like that,” Jun hisses as he moves; he starts off slow, testing the waters by hitching his hips just high enough to leave the head of Sho’s cock buried in his ass then sliding back down in the same unhurried movement. He watches the way Sho’s Adams apple bobs in counter to each countering movement.
Soon, there’s only the sounds of his and Sho’s breathless moans, the sounds of skin slapping skin, Jun bearing down on Sho’s cock hard, movements quick and frantic.
“Yes yes yes,” Sho is moaning, and before Jun knows it, he is up from the bed, bracing himself up with his elbows on the bed and meeting Jun halfway. Jun keeps his eyes open, documenting it all, watching Sho watch him, aware of the sounds they are making as he fucks himself on Sho’s cock.
“Sho-san, oh god, Sho -“
“Fuck, Jun, ahh, fuck!” Sho half-screams, hands tight on Jun’s hips. Jun’s movement breaks in one, two, three thrusts, head thrown back and stills, trusting Sho to continue where he left off. Sho makes a noise and before Jun knows it, he’s fucking into Jun like he won’t be able to again, Jun keening in pleasure before he can even stop himself.
“So good, fuck so good -“ Sho’s moaning an endless stream of epithet as Jun sits there, arms braced over Sho’s shoulders, taking everything Sho is willing to give. He’s shaking, trembling with exertion, mouth seeking Sho’s and mewling, Sho’s vampire quickness taking over as he fucks Jun over and over again.
“Close, close, Sho-san -“
“With me,” Sho hisses, pace quickening; Jun bites his tongue to muffle his cries, not daring close his eyes if only to give in to the sensation. He can’t - he doesn’t want to - watching Sho’s lips part in a breathless cry, pupils blown wide as their orgasm bursts into the surface almost at the same time.
“Now!”
“Sho!” they cry in unison, Jun feeling his own come hitting his stomach, his neck, his chin, Sho’s stomach and chin, too, as his insides is flooded with the familiar feel of Sho’s come filling his ass.
++
There are no words for this, really. Sho feels Jun’s reluctance to let go even when they both know they have to.
“He’s going to break the door,” he muses into Jun’s hair; Jun grunts something indistinct in return and Sho chuckles, pressing one last kiss to Jun’s temple before Jun scrambles away.
“If he did, can I break his face in return?” Jun asks, annoyed; Sho knows he doesn’t really mean it, especially not after what happened but even he has doubts.
He lies on the bed, watches as Jun struggles to find his underpants and ends up grabbing Sho’s own instead. “Please refrain from doing so. Satoshi-kun will get angry,”
“Hmph,”
He grins, gestures with his fingers when Jun finishes putting on the pants. “Come here and give me a kiss first.”
Jun snorts but otherwise does as he’s told, kissing Sho lightly, softly. “You’re not coming out with me?”
“Nah, maybe later.” He says, looking down at himself and basking on the afterglow. “You can just open the door and show him where to go, then you can come back here and, you know?”
Jun chuckles, reaches down and finds his cock to squeeze. “Oh, gladly,” Jun agrees with a grin, then scowls when Ninomiya’s voice cuts in and spoils the fun.
“Go,” he says.
“I swear I’m going to snap his neck one of these days.”
“No, you won’t.”
“Don’t count on it.” Jun says as he starts for the door.
He chuckles, then. “Jun?” Jun pauses, turns.
“Yeah?”
“I love you,” he says, repeating it just in case Jun didn’t hear it.
Jun’s expression softens then, and Sho just loves him so much in that moment that he’s certain that if his heart is still beating, it might have skipped a beat, what with the way Jun is looking at him now.
“Jun, I love you -”
Jun is on him the next time he blinks, cupping his face and kissing him, hard and fast.
“I love you,” he feels the need to say it again, mouthing the words against Jun’s lips as Jun quietly kisses him.
“I’M GOING TO BREAK THIS DOOR IF YOU DON’T OPEN THIS IN THE NEXT FIVE SECONDS, I SWEAR TO YOUR DEAD GRANDFATHERS!”
Jun pulls away. “I’m going to really kill him this time.”
Sho laughs, presses one last kiss to Jun’s willing mouth before he pushes him away.
“Go.”