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The summer heat was thick, making Maki's undershirt stick to him like a second skin. He could feel sweat rolling down his neck. It was horribly uncomfortable. He could barely revel in the satisfaction of making a great sale; not when every inch of him felt muggy and damp. Working overtime had more negatives than positives; even for a diligent worker like him.
The sun had set, and the cries of the cicadas had died down. As he made his way down the final stretch to his house, he was already trying to think what he could make for dinner. Something simple...something fast. A shower would have to be first. Unless Haruta was cooking, of course. He almost laughed; wouldn't that be something?
Unlocking the door, he called out to his fiance. "I'm home!" As he took off his shoes, he heard some scrambling from the kitchen. No, it couldn't be. Haruta appeared a few seconds later, peeking through the beaded curtain.
"Welcome back." He looked a bit sheepish.
"Were you cooking?" Maki asked, a smirk pulling at the corner of his lips.
The other man scratched the back of his head and squirmed in place a bit. "Not exactly. I ordered some take-out. You were working so late tonight, and I figured you wouldn't want to cook."
Maki's heart did a back-flip when he heard that. Though he wasn't really a take-out type of guy, something about Haruta's earnestness filled him with pride. He had always had that effect on him. Stepping closer to his boyfriend, he cupped his face and gave him a quick, sloppy kiss.
When he pulled back, Haruta was staring at him with a dopey look on his face. Maki was first to break the silence.
"I would hug you, but I'm all gross and sticky right now."
That earned him a laugh from Haruta. Running his hand through his hair, he looked as if he was thinking something over for a moment.
"Why don't you go have a quick shower then? I could bring you pajamas and a towel...if you want me to."
What had gotten into him? There was no doubt that things had gotten better ever since they had gotten back together, but his level of diligence was bordering on suspicious.
"I'm going to go hang my suit upstairs anyway, so I'll grab my pajamas. The towel though, is a great idea."
After another quick kiss to the cheek, Maki quickly made his way up the stairs. He almost turned to go into the room that used to be his bedroom, before remembering. Not long after Haruta returned from Shanghai, he had finally made the move into Haruta's bedroom. It made sense; it was much bigger than the room he had been using after all.
As he turned on the light, he looked around the room. It had never been this clean before they started sharing it. Haruta's Zoids collection was more organized now, neatly lined up on a shelf. Lower on the shelf were his own books. Other new additions included his beloved succulents, and a dresser for his own clothes. Something about seeing their belongings mixed like this stirred something inside Maki.
He couldn't linger on that for too long though; Haruta and the food were waiting downstairs after all. He took off his suit jacket and pants and hung them up, then took off his dirty shirt and put it in the laundry hamper. Grabbing a clean pair of underwear and his t-shirt to sleep in, he headed back downstairs.
By the time he got to the bathroom, a fresh towel has been prepared for him as promised. An empty packet of shampoo refill in the garbage caught his eye. That's right; they had been running low, and Maki was planning on buying more on his next day off. Had Haruta taken care of that already?
As Maki had his shower, he thought over it. Haruta really had become more diligent. It had been a gradual process, but that was only natural. Should he bring it up and praise him? Or would it be better if he just acted natural?
After finishing his shower and drying his hair, he put on his pajamas and finally joined Haruta. He was sitting in the living room, eyes fixated on a quiz show on television. A fast food bag was on the dining room table.
As Maki walked in, Haruta turned and smiled. "Oh, Maki! Are you feeling any better now?" He got up and stretched, showing just a slight peek of his stomach from beneath his sweatshirt.
"I am. Thanks for the towel." Maki's eyes shifted to the patch of skin, then back up to Haruta's face.
He was pushed towards the table and made to sit. Haruta joined him and unpacked the food from the bag. Two sets of burgers and fries.
"Eat up! You must be hungry after such a long day!"
Maki bowed in response and began to eat. He was immediately grateful after the very first bite. It was absolutely delicious! Homemade food wasn't a daily requirement; even he could be a little lazy sometimes.
"Well?"
"It's delicious!"
Haruta grinned in response and took another bite of his own burger. There was a hint of pride in his smile. After dinner was all finished, Maki remembered back to the shampoo refill.
"Oh, I was going to ask. Did you buy new shampoo?"
Haruta picked up the garbage, quiet for a moment before answering. "Yeah. I went shopping on the way home. I picked up toilet paper too."
"Why? I could've gotten all that tomorrow."
"You shouldn't have to do everything." He laughed, though it sounded a bit dry. "Come sit and watch TV with me! I'll give you a massage."
Maki was a bit put-off by Haruta's attempt to change the subject, but nevertheless obliged. As he sat sideways on the sofa, Haruta got behind him and began to knead his shoulders. A soft groan left his lips as he found a particularly stubborn knot.
"This-ah....this conversation isn't over." Maki groaned out, squinting his eyes. He was clearly fighting a losing battle. Haruta's hands were much too talented.
"That's it! Just relax."
With a sigh, Maki did just that. Haruta's hands worked at the knots in his shoulders some more. Then came his back, already much too hard and tense for someone his age. Years of stress and office work had taken a toll on him. Fortunately, he could safely say he was now happier than he had ever been.
The other's hands had slowly but surely made their way around to his front, searching. They ran along his shirt and then further down, over the front of his underwear.
Maki's eyes opened halfway. "Hey..."
"Don't wanna?" Haruta's hands had stopped moving.
"I never said that." Quite the opposite, actually. His hips bucked slightly, wanting to feel more.
He could hear Haruta laugh under his breath as he shifted him to sit back normally on the sofa. "Let me make you feel good, Maki."
As he watched Haruta settle between his legs and tug down his underwear, he pushed his other thoughts aside. All that mattered was the fact that Haruta was here, wanting him. Those pure eyes of his were looking up at him with such affection it made his heart ache.
Taking his member in his hand, he stroked him a few times. Maki's body reacted immediately. Seemingly proud of himself, Haruta gave a few more pumps before licking along the underside. Then and only then did he take the head into his mouth.
"Haruta-san..." Maki gasped out, his hands reaching out to grasp the other man's shoulders. Sure; he was still an amateur at this. But Maki hardly minded when he felt those devilishly soft lips around him. He was willing to give Haruta all the time in the world to learn.
Gently, he urged him along by his shoulders. Being extra careful to not gag him, Maki soon got Haruta into the perfect rhythm.
"Good...you're doing so well..."
Haruta looked up at him then, cheeks hollowed and wet-eyed. The sight was nearly enough to do him in right then and there. Instead, Maki took a deep breath and moaned. Wet, filthy sounds mixed with the background noise of the television.
Before Maki had a moment to notice, Haruta's free hand had wandered and was now fondling his balls. Pleasure shot through his body, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes back in his head. There was no way he was lasting much longer; not like this.
Hands gripping at Haruta's shoulders tight now, Maki began to move his hips ever so. He was desperate and oh so close. All it took was Haruta humming softly around him for it all to come crashing down.
With a loud moan, he came hard. Haruta swallowed around him and pulled off with a cough. His pupils were dilated and his lips were swollen and wet. Maki didn't know it was possible to get even more aroused than he already was.
Needing a moment to regain his composure, he simply pulled Haruta up and kissed him softly. He tasted himself on his lips, and felt his heart flutter at the realization.
"Haruta-san....you swallowed..."
The other man looked at him bashfully and nodded. "I didn't mind it."
But that wasn't all; his technique had improved a hell of a lot. "What's gotten into you? Have you been reading up on doing this or something?"
"I..." Haruta's voice caught in his throat for a moment. "I told you back then, didn't I? That I'd help out more. That I'd be a better lover."
Maki bit his lip, hit by the bitter memories like a freight train. He had been such a fool back then; trying so hard not to get hurt that he ended up fucking it all up and hurting them both as a result. The look on Haruta's face that night still haunted him. He hoped to never see it again.
During the year they had spent broken up, there wasn't a single day that went by where he didn't think about that night. No matter how hard he tried to get over Haruta, it hadn't worked.
Many weekend nights were spent alone at bars in Nichome. He'd be approached several times, but nothing ever went past friendly talk. The concept of dating seemed utterly hopeless, especially when he still saw Haruta every day at work.
While he had been lost in his thoughts, Haruta's arms had found their way around his neck. His shaky breath blew against the shell of his ear and made him shiver.
"I'm trying. Maybe I still can't cook...but I'll get there. I promise."
With a soft laugh, Maki shook his head and wrapped his arms around his waist. "I appreciate some help, sure. But you're forgetting one thing; I like doing things for you."
"Really?" He could hear the sniffle in his voice.
"Really. It's just in my nature. So don't feel pressured to do absolutely everything, yeah? If I want your help, I'm perfectly capable of asking." Raising his hand, he gently ran his fingers through Haruta's soft locks. "I'm sorry if I seemed upset with you...I was just surprised is all. I'm very proud of you for taking charge."
Haruta pulled away a bit and looked at Maki with red eyes.
"Let's do housework together. Or we could even make a schedule, so we can split it all up during the course of the week. How about that?"
"Yeah..." He wiped his eyes with the sleeve of his shirt and offered a smile. "That sounds good."
It was such a satisfying feeling to be able to make Haruta smile, to cheer him up. Maki wanted to make that his goal from now on. He hoped to never be the cause of his sadness ever again.
Reaching forward, Maki took the remote control and turned off the television. When the other man looked at him curiously, he cupped his face. He was too adorable for his own good.
"How about I take you upstairs and make love to you, huh?"
He watched as Haruta's eyes widened. Then his mouth opened for a moment and then closed. In the end, he simply nodded and stood up. After pulling his own underwear up, Maki stood as well and put his arm around Haruta's waist.
There was something unmistakably anxious in the other man's movements, not to mention the blush across his face. What exactly was going on? Surely he hadn't forgotten to take his medication, right?
As they got into their room, Maki immediately made his way over to the nightstand. The pill case for Friday was open and empty, to his relief. Then, he noticed a paper bag beside it.
"Ah, that's-"
The words died onHaruta's lips as Maki looked inside. He was met with a purple egg vibrator and a bottle of lube. Well, that certainly explained the anxiousness going upstairs.
"Someone was very busy shopping this evening, weren't they?" Maki said, amused.
Haruta scratched the back of his head. "I....yeah."
That nervous habit of his never ceased to be adorable. Walking back to Haruta, Maki wrapped his arm around his waist and pressed a kiss to his ear. "There's nothing to be embarrassed about." Quite the opposite, really. The fact that Haruta had bought something for them to use together made him giddy. "Is it for me? Or were you curious about using one yourself?"
The silence and look on Haruta's face was all the response he needed. He pulled the other man onto the bed with him, unable to hide his smirk. Being able to experience his lover's self discovery and curiosity was truly beautiful.
"You did something for me. Now it's my turn."
The kisses started off nice and soft. They fluttered from Haruta's heated ears, down his cheek, until they finally reached his lips. His mouth immediately opened when Maki's tongue begged for entrance.
Everything in the world seemed right when his lips met Haruta's. Nothing really mattered other than being here with him. Haruta gasped into the kiss and shivered, which only spurred Maki on more. His hands gripped Haruta's shirt and tugged it off with one pull, temporarily ending the kiss.
Maki playfully bit Haruta's bottom lip as he rid him of his sweatpants,and then his underwear in short succession. Taking a moment to drink in the sight of his beloved's nude form, Maki crawled on top of him.
His fingers danced slowly across his defined chest and watched as goosebumps rose in their wake. Maki's lips soon followed, pressing open-mouthed kisses to his nipples. Haruta's breath hitched in his throat when Maki gently tugged at one with his teeth. Soothing over the reddened nub with his tongue afterwards, he smirked up at him.
The kisses continued down across his abs, down to his hips, and then to his inner thighs. This wasn't just a tease; Maki would spend the rest of his life worshiping every inch of his lover's body if he could. He would take any chance he could get to sprinkle kisses all over him.
But Haruta's face was flushed and his eyes were begging him silently now. He was fully hard, the tip leaking pre-cum back onto his stomach. That was yet another image Maki would have to file away into his brain for a rainy day.
"Maki..."
"I know, I know. I'm getting to it." He reached for the lube and popped it open. Putting some on his fingers, he gently rubbed them against his entrance. "I know you've handled some big things, but even a small toy like this needs some prep."
He could've sworn that Haruta's face turned three shades darker before he scoffed and looked away. After making sure his entrance was sufficiently covered, Maki slowly pushed a finger in. Letting Haruta adjust to it for a moment, he soon pushed it further.
"You're doing so well..." Maki encouraged him with a kiss to his knee.
Gently curling his finger, he watched as Haruta's gasped and bit his lip. He did it a few more times, nice and slow, before attempting to add another. The digit slid in with little resistance as Haruta gripped the bedspread hard enough to turn his knuckles white.
"That's it....just a little more..."
Maki knit his brow, focusing on making the preparation process as painless as possible for Haruta. He gave fleeting touches to his cock with his free hand; a welcome distraction, he was sure. By the time he was sure Haruta was nice and ready, the other man let out a high-pitched whine at the sudden loss of the fingers.
"Maaaakiiii...."
Maki softly hushed him, making a show of opening the small package and retrieving the small, dark purple device. The egg-shaped vibrator was attached to a remote by a wire. The remote had buttons, rather than the knob seen on the cheaper ones Maki was familiar with. They really were in a new era.
"I'm impressed, Haruta-san...you've made a great choice..." He fiddled with the buttons, cycling through a variety of intensities and vibration patterns. Haruta's eyes only got wider and wider as he went.
Using a low intensity, he gently ran the vibrator from Haruta's knee, up to his inner thigh, then traced the outside of his erection. The other man squirmed in place, muffling a moan with the back of his hand.
Maki looked up at him and smiled sweetly. "You're so dirty, Haruta-san...look how long gone you are already..." He pressed the device to the side of his cock before taking it away. "Are you going to last long enough to even get this thing inside you?"
Haruta nodded again and again, whining softly. He was so adorable Maki could barely stand to tease him more. And yet...
"Tell me just how much you want it. Use your words."
"I....I....Maki, please!" His voice peaked as Maki pressed the vibrator to the side of his cock once more.
"Please what?"
"Please...ah...please put it inside!"
Grabbing a pillow from the head of the bed, Maki slipped it under Haruta's lower back to elevate him. Then, he finally slipped the vibrator in place. The sound the other man made was somewhere between a gasp and choked moan. As he pushed it in further and further, Maki watched as the whole vibrator disappeared into Haruta's body.
"Greedy, aren't you? Taking it all like that..." He could barely wait until it was him that was inside Haruta. However, that would have to wait.
Playing with the remote, he sped up the pace of the vibrations a few levels. With each increase, Maki watched as Haruta's cock twitched in response. To keep things interesting, Maki softly tugged at the wire every now and then. To his delight, it barely even budged.
With the remote still in hand, he crawled closer to Haruta and kissed his earlobe. "Have I ever told you how much I love your tight ass?"
Haruta sputtered and shook his head as the intensity was turned up even more. "S...shut up...embarrassing..."
"I can hardly wait, Haruta-san...what about you?"
The other man curled his toes, fingernails digging into Maki's arm as he put the vibration settings as high as they would go. He was barely able to talk, reduced to speaking in gasps and random syllables. It was like nothing Maki had seen thus far. Haruta looked high with arousal.
"Wa....wa....n..t...you...Ma...k-ki...."
He nearly sobbed the words out, and Maki didn't have the heart to tease him any further. Moving back between Haruta's legs, he pulled the vibrator out nice and slow and watched him squirm. By the time it was out, he was breathing heavy. A light sheen of sweat covered his flushed chest.
With a gentle pull, Maki helped the other man lay on his side. He gently brushed Haruta's hair out of his eyes and kissed him softly.
"I'm gonna make love to you now, don't worry. No more teasing."
After ridding himself of his underwear, Maki slid in behind Haruta. His skin was damp, and he couldn't help but press his lips to the back of his neck. He truly loved everything about him; even when he was covered in sweat.
Reaching over to the nightstand, Maki took the lube and popped it open. Taking a considerable amount, he began to stroke himself. He hissed as he did so; how he had managed to not touch himself at all tonight until now was a mystery.
Haruta whined impatiently and Maki shushed him with a kiss to his ear. He held himself in place against his lover's entrance and slowly pushed in. The tight heat was almost too much, but Maki bit his lip and restrained himself. His arms wrapped tight around Haruta's midsection as he bottomed out inside him.
Lazy, sloppy kisses were pressed to the side of Haruta's neck as he stayed still inside of him. It was a moment for the other man to adjust to his size, and for Maki to feel completely enveloped by his lover. Taking a deep breath, he took in his scent; soap and sweat.
After a moment, Haruta twisted around as best he could so he could see Maki. His ab muscles were pulled taut under Maki's hands. Looking at Maki through his eyelashes, he offered a soft smile and a nod.
Maki didn't need to be told twice.
Shifting his grip from his torso to his hip, he slowly began to move his hips. The other man was deliciously tight, greedily pulling him in for more each time he pulled back. All of the teasing had indeed been worth the wait.
"You feel so good, Haruta-san...fuck..." He nearly growled the words out, emphasizing the curse with an especially hard thrust.
In response, Haruta simply let out a string of loud moans that were soon muffled when he decided to put his own finger in his mouth. Normally Maki would want to hear him loud and clear, but the sight of those gorgeous lips sucking anything was enough to drive him crazy. Besides, he was sure he'd have him screaming by the end of this.
He continued at a considerable pace, feeling his chest starting to stick to Haruta's back from sweat. Normally it would've been a gross feeling, but at the moment he was too concerned with being one with Haruta to even care.
Softly biting his earlobe, he beckoned, "Kiss me...need you..."
Haruta immediately obliged, putting a hand in Maki's damp hair as he took his lips hungrily. Maki's hips stuttered for a moment before moving even faster. Just when he didn't think he could get any more aroused, Haruta had to surprise him.
His hand slipped down to take hold of his leg by the thigh, and held it up.
"Mm...Maki...ah..."
The words were breathy and spoken against his now kiss-swollen lips. All Maki could manage was a weak smirk in response before he went back to kissing him hard.
With the adjusted position, he was able to go even deeper. He was determined to give Haruta the best orgasm of his life if it was the last thing he did. Judging by the sounds being muffled into the kiss, he sounded close. All he needed now was to hit him just right.
Gripping tight at Haruta's thigh, Maki angled himself and thrust in to the hilt.
"M-Maki! Thats-" Haruta's back arched, breaking the kiss.
"That's it...Let me see you come for me..."
Maki continued at the same pace, trying his best to hit his prostate each and every time. The other man was a writhing mess at that point, basically begging for his climax.
"Gonna....gonna..." The words were repeated like a mantra, then devolved into a loud moan as his back arched once more and he came hard.
Knowing his lover was accounted for, Maki let down his restraints. As Haruta's body tightened around him, he gave a few more wild thrusts until he spent himself inside. He rode it out, hips bucking on their own, until finally coming to a stop.
He collapsed against Haruta, feeling boneless and satisfied. His mouth gravitated straight to the other man's, kissing him slow and deep. If given the chance, he was sure he'd choose to stay like this forever. There was nowhere he'd rather be than here with Haruta, basking in the afterglow.
After he softened, he eventually slipped out of Haruta. That earned him a soft whine as the other man began to squirm.
"It feels funny..." he whispered, eyes squinted. This was clearly one part of sex Haruta had yet to get used to.
"Stay still, Haruta-san. I'll clean you up." With a kiss to his temple, he forced himself up and reached for the tissues. Maybe it was weird, but Maki even enjoyed this part of the afterglow. Cleaning and caring for his partner was one of the greatest feelings in the world.
By the time Maki had returned from throwing the tissues out, Haruta was fast asleep. At least he wasn't sleeping on his stomach...yet. After slipping back into bed, Maki took a moment to watch his fiance's peaceful sleeping face. There couldn't possibly anything quite as precious in this world, he was sure.
"I love you, Haruta-san."
After turning off the lamp, he pressed himself against Haruta's back and dozed off without a care in the world.
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Saturday morning soon came, and the kitchen was filled with commotion. Haruta was clad in Maki's old apron. Behind him was Maki, whose hands were over Haruta's and teaching him how to properly crack an egg.
"That's it, Haruta-san. Just do it in one go."
They had already wasted two eggs. To Maki's relief, Haruta got it right on his third try. Soon he had successfully cracked four. They were mixed and poured into the frying pan next.
Haruta bit his lip as the egg began to cook and become an omelette. He held onto the spatula tight, as if he was a tennis player waiting for a ball.
"Now! Hurry, it's gonna burn!"
The spatula was nearly dropped as he panicked to flip it.
The end product was indeed a bit burnt and misshapen. Haruta flopped it onto a plate with a pout on his lips. Maki rubbed his back gently, his shirt damp with sweat from the heat.
"It's alright, Haruta-san. I told you I wanted us to do things together; I never expected you to get things right on the first try. That's unrealistic."
Haruta looked down at the floor and then back at Maki. "...You mean it?"
"Of course! I'm just happy to do things with you. We can try again another time, alright?" He cupped his face. "Why don't you get some coffee going? And I'd appreciate some toast too. I'll make some omelettes for us."
Haruta's face visibly lit up as he enveloped him in a tight hug. "Maki~!"
Maki really did mean it. Haruta had once told him that he wanted to be with him forever. There was all the time in the world for him to learn.