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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.]

[Komaeda is melting too, with that continued touch. He's so spoiled now, he thinks to himself. He's gotten so accustomed to being held close and touched gently, affectionately. He's gotten so accustomed to Hinata actually wanting him like this, close and warm. It's still really remarkable, when he thinks about it, that it's really okay for him to have something like this, to want it as much as he does. BUt he's still spoiled.]

Good. Me too.

[His legs shift so that he can settle their legs tangled that way. All the closer is better, right? Definitely better.] So we can stay like this, for a while.

We gonna grab a nap?

[Hinata's voice sounds soft and rather sleepy already as he noses against Komaeda's shoulder again.] It's kinda getting late, though, so who knows what time we'll wake up.

[But he sounds content with this regardless, even if it means sleeping in their clothes on the couch.]

Mmhmm. That's what I have planned.

[Nap, asleep for the night. Either way so long as he gets to stay here in Hinata's arms, then he's pretty damn happy about it, okay?

He squirms, wiggling his way all the closer, eyes falling shut, a soft, contented sigh slipping past his lips.] Even if it's tomorrow morning, that's fine. I'm still happy.

[Hinata yawns a little into the fabric of his shirt.]

If it's tomorrow morning, you have to help me rush and get ready for work... [He teases, his fingers and hands gliding over him in an affectionate touch.]

Of course I'll help. I'll pack you a lunch and everything.

[He'll make him a cute bento! Or attempt to. Results may vary, but it would be made with love, of course. His eyes are still shut, and he's tucked as close as he can manage now. Yup. He's staying right here for the night even if it means Hinata might need help in the morning.

They'll manage it.]

[Just don't make a heart in the rice, okay? Hinata hums in amusement, nuzzling at him again before he settles completely. A completely relaxed weight leans against Komaeda's body, his fingers latching loosely in the back of his shirt.]

Aa... I'd wanna... see that...

[...but he's drifting off...]

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