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Kaelix is nearly jumping off the walls by the time Zeal is walking in the door from work; he got home a good three hours before the other man and he has been suffering.
He had made some gluten free pasta for dinner and he got their controllers out on the coffee table along with a huge bowl of snacks and drinks for the two of them to pig out on while they played some games.
"Zeal Ginjoka! Hello, it's so nice to see you home! Welcome home, welcome home," Kaelix sings, ushering the other man into their shared apartment. Zeal smiles, soft and sweet as he toes off his shoes and hangs up his jacket. Kaelix instantly grabs his hand when he realizes that it's free and Zeal gently squeezes back reassuringly.
"Were you waiting for me long, dear?"
Kaelix giggles and touches a hand to his warm face, willing his flushed cheeks to calm down at the regularly used petname that he still can't get used to, "so long, it's been agonizing and dinner is going to get cold, Zeal! Are you going to shower?"
He almost bounces as he speaks, glasses jostling until they're nearly falling off his face. Zeal reaches up and takes them off, setting them onto the table he just threw his keys onto. Kaelix blinks at him and laughs when Zeal frowns.
"I wasn't planning on it, but do I stink?" He asks playfully, sniffing at his shirt. Kaelix takes a step closer and sniffs at Zeal too, trying to ignore the way his ears get so hot at being this close. When he steps back, Zeal is watching him—his eyes almost glow and Kaelix has a hard time looking away.
Zeal always smells good, but right after work—he smells really good. His cologne has mixed with his sweat and it's a perfect, slightly spicy scent that makes him smell almost expensive.
"You smell good! Always."
That last word slips out unintentionally and Zeal tilts his head at the compliment, smiling softly. Kaelix doesn't understand how someone can be so pretty. Zeal's mellow voice rings out and snaps him out of his thoughts.
"Well, thank you. Let me go change clothes real quick, yeah?"
Kaelix reluctantly lets his hand go and watches Zeal disappear into his bedroom, the latch closing softly behind him. Then he sits on the couch and watches the waiting screen for the mario kart game they plan to play.
By the time Zeal comes back, his hair is pulled back into a ponytail and he's in lounge wear, much like Kaelix; a shirt that's a bit cut at the sleeves so Kaelix has a perfect view of his pale muscles and a some pajama pants that are a pair that Kaelix lent to him a while ago. Kaelix tries not to look at how they hug his legs.
"This looks so good, what a sweetheart you are, making dinner for us." Zeal says as he plops down on the couch, grabbing the green bowl full of pasta, marinara sauce, and sausage.
"Thank you for appreciating my hard work—how was your day, though?"
It's comfortable. They sit and talk for hours.
When Kaelix walks back into the living room after taking their dishes to the sink, he stops in the doorway to watch Zeal play whatever horror game he's been excited about playing. The jumpscares are too good and he'd been holding onto Zeal's arm for support.
He gets to feel with his greedy little fingers as Zeal's muscles tensed every time he gripped the controller or pressed a button.
"Zeal…I'm scared," Kaelix whimpers, tiptoeing back into the room. Zeal pouts and pauses the game, he opens an arm up and gestures Kaelix over. He has since taken his hair out of the ponytail and let it lay against his shoulders, pretty and green at the tips.
"Come here—" he laughs and it sounds like heaven, "get close, I'll protect you."
He welcomes Kaelix into his arms and Kaelix yelps as he's turned and twisted in such a way that has him sitting in Zeal's lap, sideways. Kaelix laughs and almost screams.
"You're going to c-cradle me? Like a baby!?"
"Well you're acting like one. My poor baby is scared of the mortician game."
Kaelix pouts and pulls back to look Zeal in the face.
His words stop right in his throat because Zeal is looking right at him already, still smiling and with an eyebrow raised. He loses all of his thoughts of what he was meant to say until Zeal laughs and sits back, bringing Kaelix with him with a gasp.
"Tell me—just say it."
"I'm not a baby—! Just because this scary game is actually scary, okay! That just means the devs did a wonderful job and should be getting their money's worth, okay!" Kaelix shouts, giggling in the middle of his words as the other man laughs.
"Their money's worth, yeah?"
"YEAH!"
They break out into giggles together and Zeal wraps his arms around Kaelix to reach his controller, going right back to pressing buttons and humming when something scary actually happens; very different from Kaelix's shouting as he tries to hide his face into Zeal's neck.
Don't get him wrong, the game is scary.
However, he blinks his eyes in the darkness of his hiding spot in Zeal's throat and doesn't even see the television anymore. In fact, he can barely hear it.
He finds himself sighing contentedly, nuzzling into Zeal's soft hair and skin. He smells so good…Kaelix inhales softly, trying not to be so obvious, but Zeal doesn't say anything so he does it again. His lips part on a soft sigh, and he can see goosebumps rise up across Zeal's skin. He's in the middle of another inhale when Zeal pauses the game and leaves the living room in silence.
"Are you…sniffing me?"
Kaelix wishes he could have crawled and hid in between the couch cushions just then.
"Y-yes I am…sorry—"
"Yeah? You think I smell good?" Zeal murmurs, laughing softly.
"Didn't I tell you this earlier…are you going to make fun of me? Be nice to me—" Kaelix pouts, digging his forehead into Zeal's shoulder.
"Sorry, I think it's really cute. You're really cute."
He feels a hand in his hair and whines softly, pressing his face closer and deeper into his hiding spot. Zeal's warm throat.
His warm hand in Kaelix's hair. His warm chest as it presses to Kaelix's side.
Zeal's hand tangles in his hair, digging in to massage his scalp and drag his blunt nails through the soft strands.
"Z-Zeal…"
"Did I embarrass you? I'm sorry, baby."
Baby…
Kaelix wants to say something but his words get caught before they make it out of his mouth. Instead, he nuzzles closer into Zeal, laughing a little nervously before unintentionally pressing his mouth against the man's throat.
Zeal doesn't say anything about the barely there touch—a kiss—he presses play on the game and goes back to his button pressing. Kaelix is almost happy that he didn't comment on it.
In a way, he wants to know what Zeal would have said.
The disgusting and eerie sounds from the game fill the room again and Kaelix relaxes a little, feeling himself revert back to before he was called 'baby' by Zeal.
A few minutes go by and Zeal's arms tighten around him imperceptibly before he puts the controller to the side, Kaelix lifts his head and realizes he's turned on some weird, late night cartoon.
"Are you—"
"Can I tell you something?"
Kaelix straightens up, still settled in Zeal's lap. He nods frantically, arms also tightening around Zeal ever so slightly.
"Of course! What's wrong? Are you tired?"
Zeal smiles and leans back, making Kaelix nearly fall into him—Zeal coos and with the way they're sitting on the couch, it's almost like cuddling at this point. He realizes their position very suddenly and his face warms quickly, turning pink and flushed within the second.
"I'm not tired at all, are you tired?"
Kaelix shakes his head, "not at all!"
Zeal wraps his arms around Kaelix's waist and things get very quiet, even with the television playing in the background; his hands rest on the softness of Kaelix's stomach.
He tilts his head and looks unbearably attractive, hypnotic eyes pulling Kaelix deeper and deeper into them.
"Good. It's good to spend time with you," Zeal says, genuine and sweet. Kaelix smiles so hard his cheeks are hurting and he wraps Zeal up in a hug, squealing a little as he squeezes him.
"I love you! And I love spending time with you too, so we're in agreement. Is that all you wanted to tell me?" he laughs and pulls back, "you made it sound so scary just for something we both already know."
Zeal only watches him for a moment, eyes trailing all over Kaelix's face until their eyes lock. Unfortunately, Kaelix becomes distracted very quickly and his eyes fall to Zeal's mouth, lips parted on words that Kaelix only catches the tail end of.
"What? I'm sorry, what were you saying just now?"
Zeal snickers to himself but upon Kaelix's whining, he sighs and holds the younger man closer, smiling when he yelps.
"I said that I wouldn't mind spending more time with you, doing more things with you."
Kaelix might cry—
He struggles to find the words and what he says is, "of course! Oh my god, who could say no to that?? You're my best friend and—"
Just then, a hand grabs his chin and his affectionate words are silenced as Zeal hums and pulls his face close.
Kaelix goes stock still, heart pounding in his chest as the other man looks up at him, a twist to his mouth that doesn't look particularly happy, nor angry. Zeal's fingers are firm against his face, Kaelix couldn't have turned away if he tried. This closely, he can nearly count every one of Zeal's beautiful lashes.
Then the man starts talking and ruins his life.
"Kaelix…you're so sweet. I don't think I want to just be your…friend." Kaelix's face gets bright red and it's a wonder to watch the sweat bead up on his forehead in real time. Somehow, he still looks confused.
"Huh? W-wait…—"
"I want you to understand, yeah? So stay with me," he says so gently that goosebumps erupt all over Kaelix's skin. The fingers holding his chin slowly guide his movements until Kaelix is nodding along, making Zeal smile softly, pleased.
Kaelix unconsciously digs his fingers into Zeal, holding him tight and tensing slightly on top of his lap.
"I-I'm with you, Zeal."
"Yeah? You're so pretty, darling…I want to kiss you so bad," Zeal breathes.
"Oh my god—"
"Do you think about that? Have you ever thought about it?"
Kaelix eyes snap down to his lips and Zeal's answering smile shows that he knew the answer this entire time, yet he still asks.
"Of course sometimes I…I imagine it. I'm sorry, you're just so so good to me, I can't help it," Kaelix rushes to say, fingers never loosening their grip on Zeal who simply laughs. Kaelix echoes with his own nervous laughter.
"Honey, why are you apologizing? I want that. I'm happy to know you want to kiss me—because I want that too." Zeal explains, pressing close until Kaelix can feel the steady thump of his heart beat. Kaelix whimpers, but his face never loses that flushed look and he squirms in Zeal's lap, until the other man tires of their position, grabbing Kaelix by the hips and twisting him until he's straddling Zeal completely.
Kaelix only hides his face in the crook of his throat, whining and gripping the front of Zeal's shirt with all of his might. He may sink right through the couch and onto the floor otherwise.
A warm hand presses against the small of his back, bringing his body even closer to Zeal's. Their warmth mixes and Kaelix knows his full body trembling is being felt by the other man, and yet he can't help it.
He has imagined this of course— Zeal's mouth on his own. He never thought he would ever need to admit such a fact, yet here he is, with Zeal himself trying to coax these dirty little secrets out.
Zeal hums and nuzzles in close, hands holding Kaelix by the waist. He trails his lips up and smiles in Kaelix's ear, "can I kiss you?" he asks, sounding innocent yet when Kaelix pulls back to look him in the eyes, he looks anything but.
Low lidded eyes and that dangerous smile he has.
Kaelix laughs, anticipation making him nervous. His hands shake as he lets go of Zeal's shirt to instead cup his face in both; his eyes search Zeal's face for any hint of hesitance or unsurety.
"Of course," Kaelix breathes, dragging Zeal closer in one smooth movement to bring their mouths together.
A soft, little moan escapes him the moment their lips touch, and Zeal smiles against his mouth before kissing him chastely, gentle and nothing more than a peck. Then he does it again and Kaelix presses in close, sighing into the kiss.
His entire body goes lax in Zeal's lap, settling on top of his thighs completely.
Their lips meet over and over, pulling noises from Kaelix that never seem to stop. The white haired man squirms and pants until Zeal pulls back and presses his nose to his cheek, kissing him with a wet pop.
"Open your mouth, love," he whispers. Kaelix blinks the haze out of his eyes and obliges him happily, opening his mouth until Zeal has a perfect view of his tongue. He sticks it out with a laugh that gets caught off when Zeal kisses the very tip, looking utterly pleased with what he sees.
"Very good…so good, Kaelix."
Then he bites it and shushes him when Kaelix jolts, whining at the rough treatment. He gets a little faux concern before he's being kissed silly again, Zeal biting at his lip and dragging his tongue all over the smooth grooves of Kaelix's teeth.
It's a struggle to hold his mouth open and very soon, Kaelix is drooling down his chin and embarrassingly wetting his shirt. Zeal shifts underneath him and Kaelix freezes when he brushes up against him.
He's hard.
His cock is hard in his pajama shorts and it's not going to be long before Zeal realizes this.
Kaelix whimpers.
"Z-Zeal," he mutters, moaning softly as he's kissed on the corner of his mouth, "Zeal, wait."
"Hm?"
"Wait a second," he whines, pushing Zeal's face away with a shaky hand, "I can't b-breathe."
Zeal pulls back and rests his head on the back of the couch. His eyes search Kaelix's and there's a split second where he looks down and actually sees where Kaelix is straining at the front of his shorts.
"Oh…"
"What! Don't just say 'oh'! What did you expect?!"
"Well, I wasn't expecting anything, but I'm not upset about it." He very quickly goes back to trailing kisses all over Kaelix's face, pulling him in closer by his hips until they're close enough for Kaelix to press his sensitive cock against Zeal.
"Can I touch you?" Zeal asks.
"You're not touching me enough already?"
He really just wants to know what Zeal will say in response—he hopes he would never have to stop touching him, actually. He wishes they could be wrapped up in each other always and forever.
"Never. It's never enough," Zeal declares, diving forward to take Kaelix's mouth in another kiss that has the other man gasping into it and unintentionally grinding against him.
Then a hand reaches down and cups his hard cock and Kaelix hips twitch and rut into the grip; he nearly falls backwards.
"Ah! O-oh…wait—wait wait wait—"
"What am I waiting for?"
"Me! Are you…are you—"
"Am I hard?"
Kaelix nods and tries very hard not to look down between them; he looks into Zeal's eyes because he wants to hear it for himself.
Instead of hearing it for himself though, Zeal grabs his hand and drags it down over his chest, down his stomach and to the front of his pajama pants where he's hard and warm—
"Oh god," Kaelix whimpers, hand squeezing unconsciously and his mouth drops open on a silent moan when Zeal grinds into his hand.
"Feels so good having you on top of me," Zeal murmurs. He hums and grinds up again and Kaelix feels a pang of heat shoot through him. The next time, he ruts forward on his own and presses his needy cock against Zeal's.
Zeal butts their noses together and then they're kissing again, slick and hot as their mouths move together and chase each other.
"Zeal—ah, ah! Please, please—" he begs.
Zeal coos at his words before he unceremoniously slips a hand in Kaelix's shorts, gripping him in a warm, dry hand that slides like butter with how much Kaelix is leaking, making a mess.
"Tell me what you want me to do to you," Zeal instructs, nothing in his voice leaves room for disobedience and Kaelix jumps on the opportunity to show off his skills. His mouth.
"T-touch me—please, touch me more, Zeal. I love…I want to feel you, please. Your hand p-please," he nearly cries, hips thrusting shallowly in the loose grip of Zeal's hand. He bites his lip, unshed tears making his eyes shiny and pretty. He looks like a dream.
"Good boy, my good boy. You're so sweet for me, baby."
Kaelix whines and the hem of his shirt is lifted up to his red, swollen mouth.
"Bite this for me."
He wants to say, 'whatever you want' but the shirt is stuck between his teeth and he holds it up, leaning back with hands on Zeal's knees, exposing the twitchy muscles of his soft tummy.
Then Zeal takes him out of his shorts and Kaelix can only watch as he spits in his hand and immediately begins to stroke Kaelix with a familiarity that very quickly drives him insane.
"Mmh! Hn—" he mumbles, no words making it out with his shirt acting as a makeshift gag and a task—Zeal told him to so he will.
"Your cock is so wet and pretty, my love. You're dripping for me," Zeal whispers, his words sending Kaelix into a spiral.
He hopes Zeal can tell from his eyes that he's begging—he's so close. He can't stop moving his hips and he can feel his cock bumping the bulge that Zeal still has not revealed to him.
He whines and thrashes, yet Zeal doesn't stop and he doesn't slow down. He keeps stroking Kaelix in long motions that draws out the pleasure as much as possible.
"I'm going to make you cum, darling. Yeah, pretty boy, you sound so good to me—here's your reward for being so good."
"Mm! Ngh, ngh—Mhm!" Kaelix grunts, shirt stopping his words until they aren't even necessary anymore, cum shooting out of his cock in pulses that cause convulsions that look like it hurts.
His entire body trembles and jolts which each pulse until it tapers off into pitiful little drops. Zeal strokes him through the entire thing, mouthing at Kaelix's neck until the man stops whimpering and squirming.
"Thank you, t-thank you," Kaelix whispers, muffled from the shirt still obediently held in between his teeth.
Zeal kisses him, tugging the shirt from between his teeth so he can replace it with his tongue. He sucks and tongues at Kaelix's lax mouth, humming and moaning into the kiss as he devours him completely.
Kaelix's cock is barely softening when Zeal grabs it again, thumbing the weepy, red tip until Kaelix begins to squirm away from the overstimulation. With his other hand, he pets his stomach, massaging the twitchy muscles.
"Zeal..mm, I can't—"
"You can, honey. One more for me, yeah? One more—why don't you take me out of my pants."
Kaelix moans shakily into his mouth, fumbling to untie the pajamas and free Zeal's hard cock from his pants. Seeing it is one thing, but feeling it in his hand—heavy and warm, a little wet at the tip.
His mouth waters and he licks into Zeal's mouth, emboldened from seeing the man's obvious want for him. He uses both of his hands to encircle Zeal's cock, laughing breathlessly when Zeal grinds into his grip, wet and needy all of a sudden.
"Fuck…your hands feel so good, sweetie."
Zeal separates their lips, cooing when Kaelix chases after his mouth, unconsciously.
"Thank you, I grew them myself."
"You did a wonderful j-job," Zeal laughs, he takes his hand from around Kaelix's cock and spits, drawing a moan out of Kaelix from such a simple action. Zeal raises an eyebrow at him and Kaelix wiggles his own in response. It was hot, what can he say?
He knocks Kaelix's hands away from his cock and then a second later, his hand is encircling the both of them. He sighs contentedly hearing Kaelix cry out at the feeling of the two of their cocks pressed together, wet and slick against each other.
"You gonna get us wet?"
They're already wet, courtesy of Kaelix's cum and the spit from Zeal, but Kaelix hovers over their tips and spits too, landing right on the miniscule space between them.
Now it's just plain messy as Zeal begins to stroke them, grinding upwards until Kaelix gets the hint and starts to rut together with him—"your…Zeal, it feels good like this, ah," Kaelix moans brokenly, shaking as the two of them frot together.
"I love to make you feel good, want you to cum for me again, yeah?" Zeal groans when Kaelix jerks in his grip, cock already fully hard and leaking once again.
"Are y-you—you gonna cum for me? Zeal?"
Zeal pauses but his smile is worth it; he squeezes them together and sighs when Kaelix cries out.
"Yes, baby—"
They pant into each other's mouths, moaning and kissing each other as Zeal strokes them together—the slick noises make Kaelix's tummy clench and he's so close all of a sudden. He rocks his hips, whimpering and nearly bouncing in Zeal's lap as he gets to that edge.
He starts chanting Zeal's name, crying with every utterance as his cock swells and he cums white ropes painting Zeal's hand and the front of his pants.
Kaelix doesn't stop moaning, he doesn't stop moving as Zeal does the same, stroking himself so fast that his hand is a blur,
"Come on, please—you made me feel so—so good," Kaelix leans forward to whisper in Zeal's ear, tonguing at the lobe and biting it softly. Seconds later he's being pushed back and his shirt is yanked up to his chin as Zeal whimpers and suddenly cums all over Kaelix's clenching stomach.
"Oh my god…that's so sexy Zeal Ginjoka—"
He laughs and slumps back against the couch, admiring the mess painting Kaelix's shorts and stomach. His hand is a mess too and he knows they are overdue for a shower at this rate. Kaelix makes no motion to move, instead he slumps against Zeal, smearing the cum all over his shirt.
"I…hate that you did that," he mutters.
Kaelix only giggles, nuzzling his forehead into Zeal's flushed collarbones, kissing at any skin he can find.
"Sorry, I'll replace it…later. A long time from now, so we never have to get up."
Zeal laughs, "don't you worry your pretty, little head, darling."
He grabs Kaelix by the thighs and stands up from the couch smoothly, holding the taller man to his chest as he walks down the hall to their shared bathroom.
"Don't drop me!"
"I won't, I promise."
He kicks open the door and places Kaelix on the counter, laughing when he jumps from the cool surface.
"Sorry, baby."
It takes a short time for them to realize that the shower was not being used. Zeal wets a cloth and cleans Kaelix well, dropping his dirty clothes into the hamper then starting on himself.
Kaelix watches reverently, greedy hands reaching out to touch at Zeal's flushed chest, kissing his moles and giggling whenever Zeal kisses him back.
Things get quiet between them and Kaelix realizes that this is when they go to separate rooms, saying goodnight to each other not to be seen until the morning time. He doesn't want to to do that—
"Will you sleep with me tonight?" Zeal asks, softly. So quiet, Kaelix almost would have missed it.
"Yes! Yes, please. I would love that so much, I don't want to be away from you," Kaelix pouts, grabbing at whatever part of Zeal he can reach.
So they head to Zeal's room and sleep soundly, the two of them wrapped up in each other entirely.