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[Hinata presses one hand against Komaeda's stomach, curling his nails against skin, the other dropping to grip at and hold his thigh. He makes a low noise around him, fingers flexing, and his throat works as he swallows quickly.

He nuzzles down for a moment, still moving his tongue over him, and the pulls off, breathing rough. Resting his arm against Komaeda's thighs, he tips his head to look up at him.

Smiling, Hinata pulls up his shirt slightly, pressing a gentler kiss to his stomach.]

[Komaeda almost can't meet that gaze because really, does Hinata have an idea what he looks like right now? He's gorgeous and so sexy that it steals all the breath Komaeda has left in his lungs drawing it past his lips in a soft whimpered breath.

His stomach caves, ticklishly, at that sweet kiss.

His fingers drift through Hinata's hair, down to brush over his cheek.] I think you took care of things very thoroughly...

[He tries to sound teasing, but well, it's hard when he's still caught up in the aftershocks of his climax.]

Did I live up to your expectations? [He lifts himself up further until they're on eye-level, lightly inclining his head so that his forehead brushes Komaeda's. And then nuzzles, their noses rubbing together, his hands splaying against Komaeda's hips and squeezing lightly.

He's okay to stay like this for the moment, listening to the roughened sounds of Komaeda's breathing as he starts to calm down.]

Mmhmm. You always do. You never let me down.

[It's pretty amazing really. Being who they are, and still. He doesn't doubt Hinata for a moment, not in this, not in anything. Somewhere along the way, Komaeda has come to rely on him entirely, to be so certain of him.

He smiles now, tilting his chin up to nuzzle at Hinata in return. His sweet boyfriend. He leans up to catch a kiss from his lips.] Do I get a chance to try to live up to yours? [Because boy he thinks that sounds fun.]

[Hinata turns into the kiss with a smile, his teeth moving to catch at Komaeda's lower lip as he's kissed. Just a little teeth, a play-bite, and he pulls back to shiver at the words. His fingers slide up from hips, slightly under his shirt to skim over his stomach.]

...Yeah. You can have all the chances you want, Nagito. [He kisses his jaw and then he moves to slide back from him, settle back on the couch. He's watching Komaeda now, his breaths short with anticipation, wanting.]

[Komaeda gasps softly at the feeling of teeth. Oooh it's nice, so Komaeda is leaning after those lips even as Hinata draws back. He squirms beneath that touch now with a pleasured sigh.]

Oh? Then I'll make sure to give it my best. [In all his chances! And he'll take this one, watching as Hinata goes and settles back. There. Good. He reaches over without hesitating, fingertips touching along the front of Hinata's pants, tracing over the shape of his arousal through the fabric, light and teasing for now.]

I wonder how I should start...

[Hinata clenches his hand slightly on the couch cushion next to him, watching Komaeda, ready-- for teasing, apparently. His eyes clench shut and he makes a soft noise of protest (do more, don't tease), his legs slowly widening, fabric pulling tighter.]

I'm... sure you already know exactly how to start, [he half-grumbles. The other half is breathlessness, his breathing shaky.

Komaeda's doing it on purpose but, well, Hinata teased him first, so is this payback...?]

Well I have a few different ideas.

[That's all. A few different ideas about what he could do, what he wants to do. It's hard to choose. So for now he molds his hand more firmly against the front of Hinata's pants, kneading at his arousal through the fabric now.]

My Hajime... Don't sound so grumbly. I'll give you what you want, I promise.

[His fingers move to find the button to his pants, thumbing it open before tugging his zipper slowly down.]

Hhn... [Even if it's through pants, it's enough to make Hinata twitch in reaction, his eyebrows furrowing and his teeth biting down on his lower lip. What a tease. But Hinata likes it. Though-- that's a secret.

Even if it's not much of one.]

I'm not... ah... grumbly... [He's a little grumbly, but he's so turned on that he can't help it, watching Komaeda opening up his pants with anticipation, the sound of that zipper dragging down so loud and still so, so slow.]

[Komaeda knows. Don't think he doesn't! OR well maybe he just really really hopes that Hinata does because he sure likes teasing Hinata. This is probably also not a secret at all, if he's being honest with himself.

But teasing can only go so long. So he does ease that zipper down fully, slipping his hand inside to draw his arousal free now.]

No? My mistake then. I'm sorry, Hajime... let me try to make it up to you. [He wraps his fingers around his cock, stroking him slowly.]

[Hinata's definitely noticed by now. Komaeda's love of teasing him. He grunts as he twines his fingers through pale hair, tightening it taut around them.] Please...d-do...

[His voice stutters and his hips move in a sharp jerk.]

Nagito...

[Komaeda's lips stretch into a smile. Well now that Hinata has said please, there's no way that he can deny him, right? Not that he planned on denying him to begin with anyway. His hand teases down along his length, down to play with his balls for a moment. Okay no wait still teasing.

But he's stopping now, with the teasing.

So then he's shifting off the couch, moving to settle himself comfortably on his knees in front of Hinata, urging his legs apart so he can scoot his way in between them, finding a good angle to lean in and begin licking his way up along the other's dick.]

[By the time Komaeda stops teasing, Hinata's feeling breathless and impatient, so it's probably for the best in his case that he relents. He grunts and tangles his hand tighter in Komaeda's hair, watching him kneel in front of him as a small lump lodges in his throat.

There... he is. It always stuns him to watch something like this...]

Hah... are your knees... okay? [Hinata's voice trembles as his hips twitch, rocking very slightly.]

[Komaeda is mouthing at the other's cock as he hears that question, peeking up at him with a smile threatening his lips.] Mm... they're fine. It's good like this, isn't it?

[He thinks so anyway. Good access. And with that he's going to stop conversing and go back to what he came down here to do, wrapping his lips around the head of the other's arousal and suckling lightly, teasingly.

His hands settle on Hinata's thighs, running up and down the inside of them as he takes him further into his mouth.]

Nnn. [Hinata's eyes look glazed, damp from pleasure, and he can only nod, gasping shortly as Komaeda's mouth wraps around him. His fingers pull briefly at hair before he catches himself with a swallow, lips shaping the word "sorry" for the tug, but not managing to get it out.

He's too busy groaning Komaeda's name lowly, encouragingly, his thighs spreading under Komaeda's hands. This really isn't going to take long, he thinks, worries about briefly because he wants to drag it out a bit more, but...]

[Komaeda doesn't mind that Hinata seems to have gone speechless. Really, he'll take that as a mark of success. Besides, he's really determined just now. He drops his mouth down over his length, suckling and licking noisily, cheeks hollowing as he does.

Oooh he likes the way his name sounds too, and he likes the way Hinata's legs shift apart. It lets him settle closer as he ducks his head to swallow him down completely, until his nose brushes to coarse hair.

Even if it doesn't take long, Komaeda will be happy if he can make him feel good.]

[In any case, he's voicing gasping groan after one another, barely able to keep quiet, not when he can see Komaeda's cheeks hollowing. His fingers grip at the back of his head and he chokes softly, his toes curling.

Feeling weak, Hinata's head lolls back against the couch as he voices Komaeda's name again and again in a low voice.

But... His hands clenching in Komaeda's hair might be a telltale sign, the way he bites his back teeth together, muffling his sound behind his lips as he comes.]

[One of the sweetest things that Komaeda has ever heard in his life is the way that Hinata sounds in moments like this. Really. It has him feeling hot all over, all over again.

But he does feel the way those fingers grip, the way Hinata's voice changes, so he's quite ready when the other comes, swallowing around him thickly, still eager and lingering on his dick for a long moment, through his entire release.

It's only reluctantly with a soft sound that he draws back, lets Hinata's cock slip from his lips. He peeks up at him now, licking along his lips absent-mindedly.] Good, Hajime?

[Hinata's fingers twitch in his hair as he lingers, his head lolling back and his mouth open still so he can pant. His eyes are shut, hips twitching a bit still... and then he looks down at him with flushed cheeks, worsening as he watches Komaeda lick his lips.

He is sorely tempted to look away but he doesn't.

Mutely, he nods, tongue-tied.]

[Somehow that flushed face is another reward entirely. Komaeda smiles, pleased, and not bothering to hide it. He leans in to nuzzle at Hinata's stomach now, through the fabric of his shirt.

Well, if he's speechless that's okay too.]

Good. I like making you feel good. [It's one of his favorite hobbies.]

[Hinata shakes his head slightly, his palm smoothing gentler over Komaeda's hair, straightening the strands he went and tousled on him. He has to breathe deeply for a few long moments before he moves to lean down.

His other arm encircles his shoulders, hugging that face to his stomach.]

You're... really good at it. But, come back up here...?

[Komaeda's eyes drift slowly shut at the touch, thrilled to bits at the attention. Like he always is. The way Hinata touches him sometimes, so sweetly and gently.]

Hmm?

[Hooray praise though. He nuzzles into Hinata's stomach a moment more before drawing back with a nod.] All right. [Sounds good to him. Though he draws back and spends a moment oh so very carefully putting Hinata back into order, gently, zipping his pants before he rises to his feet and without any further ado plants himself in Hinata's lap, draping his arms around his shoulders, leaning in to nuzzle at his cheek now.]

[Hinata blinks as he's all put back in order... and he fights the ridiculous pleased feelings that Komaeda does it for him, and so gently. When Komaeda's in his lap, his arms are combing around him firmly and he's unceremoniously flopping over on his side.

Pulling Komaeda in, close to his chest, as his face presses with an affectionate nuzzle right into one of his shoulders.] Mmm...

[A soft gasp of surprise leaves him as he finds himself pulled along and flopped over with Hinata. He blinks at him for a moment before laughing quietly, pleased. He ducks his head to bury his face in Hinata's hair now.

He tightens his arms around him happily.] Is this more comfortable?

[Because this definitely works for him. He could spend quite a bit of time like that.]

[Hinata grins into his shoulder, closing his eyes as contentment settles through him, the warmth following his climax... He feels like his whole body's just melted. His fingers brush up and down over Komaeda's back, fingers tracing soothingly.]

Mmhm... Really comfortable.

[He shifts one of his legs, to worm his ankle between Komaeda's.]

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