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Denki turned his head to the side and repeated, “Only if I get to take you to dinner after that.”

Hitoshi huffed a laugh and kissed his sweaty forehead. “Sounds like a date.”

Denki finally pushed back up to look into Hitoshi’s eyes. “Sounds like /two/ dates.”

“Let’s not keep count.”

Hitoshi wrapped his arms tighter across Denki’s back. “I owe you an orgasm.” Denki grunted in response. “I also would like to take you to dinner.” He mumbled something. “Didn’t quite catch that.”

+ His movements quickly became erratic and with a final, brutal thrust, he came on a gasped breath. Utterly spent, Denki went boneless on top of him.

The quaking of Hitoshi’s muscles sent Denki into overdrive. “Wrap your legs around me,” he grunted, and as soon as he had, he pistoned into Hitoshi even faster, chasing his own release. +

+ “Fuck!” He writhed with pleasure knowing it was Denki giving it to him. As he crested his peak, he pulled Denki down into another kiss and moaned his release into his mouth.

Denki picked up the pace and shifted to one arm so he could sneak his hand between their bodies. The first tug on his cock made Hitoshi’s entire body quake. +

Hitoshi threw his head back and Denki angled his hips up. The next thrust came with more force and it hit right where he needed it. “There,” Hitoshi gasped. “Oh god, right there.”

+ The absolute reverence with which Denki looked down on him threatened to bring tears to his eyes, so Hitoshi pulled Denki’s face to his and kissed him with everything he had.

“You’re so perfect, Toshi,” Denki panted against his lips. “You feel so perfect.”

He welcomed the overwhelming pressure and fullness that overtook him as Denki sunk his hips forward. He reveled in each ragged breath as gentle thrusts brought their bodies closer and closer together. +

Hitoshi took a shuddering breath but smiled back. “Absolutely.” He’d been ready for this for years.

Denki took his place between Hitoshi’s legs, hooking one over his hip to get better access. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them, Denki smiled as he lined himself up at Hitoshi’s entrance and asked, “Are you ready?”

The blonde glanced up and cursed as he watched Hitoshi fuck himself. “You’re so fucking hot, Toshi. It’s not fair.” Denki could hardly tear his eyes away as he fumbled with the lube, but once he’d slicked himself up, Hitoshi pulled out his fingers and stuck the extra pillow under his hips.

+ His panting resumed in full force as his fingers slid home while he watched Denki roll on the condom with trembling hands.

Heated urgency quickly returned and Denki pulled away to slide off his underwear and open the box of condoms. To save time, Hitoshi opened the lube and slicked up three fingers to check his prep. +

+ Hitoshi pulled Denki down into a languid kiss, luxuriating in the weight of him on his chest. His cock stirred back to life and Denki groaned at the feel of their erections sliding together through his boxers.

As much as he tried, Hitoshi couldn’t keep a straight face at that. As punishment, he grappled a giggling Denki onto the bed and on top of him. Their laughter faded away once their eyes met and they remembered where things were heading. +

“Oh?” His eyes widened. “/Oh/, you forgot to close out the tab.”

“Yup. Saved us time though.” Hitoshi mockingly held up his fist.

Denki shamelessly bumped it. “Full homo.”

Denki beamed. “Great!” He pulled away and headed to the bedside table while Hitoshi crawled onto the bed. Much more subdued, Denki asked, “May I prep you or would you prefer to?”

Hitoshi’s breath stuttered and his heart rate picked back up. “Already taken care of.”

“Oh shit, my bad. You’re so right.” Denki tossed the box on the bed, grabbed Hitoshi’s face in both hands, and kissed him. “Better?”

Hitoshi couldn’t help but smile. “Much.”

“Expiration date, expiration date, expiration date,” Denki muttered to himself as he scanned it. “One month from now! Let’s gooooo!!” He held out his fist for Hitoshi to bump.

Hitoshi sighed. “This is not a bro situation so please don’t make me do that.”

Denki kissed him briefly before dashing out of the room and into his own. For a moment, Hitoshi thought he might be about to go to the store, but he came right back in with an unopened box in his hands.

“Lube’s in the drawer, but condoms are in my go bag at the office.” He scratched the back of his neck.

Another earth shattering kiss later, Denki clarified, “I’m gonna fuck you like you asked me to and I don’t wanna wait to get it back up.” Denki pouted dramatically and it shouldn’t have worked on Hitoshi as easily as it did.

He’d just started to kiss his way along Denki’s neck so he could sink to his knees, when Denki pulled him back up by his hair. “Don’t you even think about it, mister.”

Hitoshi snorted a laugh. “Pardon?”

+ Hitoshi tasted himself on Denki’s tongue and groaned at the heady reminder of where they’d just been and how he very much wanted to return the favor.