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[Does always hurting the people who make the mistake of loving him extend to friends, though? Does platonic love qualify Shuji for that dangerous position? That's the last thing Heigo would want for him.

Still, Heigo's determination not to destroy the friendship has been enough to protect Shuji so far. Maybe love won't change that.]

This is more important. If I'd known it was an acceptable demand, I would've made it much sooner.

You could ask for a lot from me and I'd accept it. Lying down in bed with you definitely isn't the worst.

[What is the worst? Probably calling a hit out on someone, or something like that.]

[Heigo's cheeks go hot again, but he doesn't look away. In fact, he shifts onto his side so that he can face Shuji properly.

He may not be great at recognizing flirtation when it's directed at him, and "flirtation" may be the wrong word given their platonic relationship, but even Heigo can neither miss nor ignore that unspoken offer.]

I'd want to be sure it was something you wouldn't just accept. Hopefully there would be some anticipation of enjoying it. [Welp, whether or not Shuji intended for him to go there, Heigo sure just went there.]

[Shuji had not intended for Heigo to go there, but now they have indeed gone there, and he can't say he minds. There's a touch of red in his cheeks.]

If it's a request like that, then I'd say something more like 'enthusiastically agree' instead of 'accept'.

[Hey, things get intimate when you accidentally penetrate someone's soul.

Heigo swallows heavily and wets his lips with his tongue, his heart pounding somewhere in the vicinity of his Adam's apple. There are no misunderstandings here, he knows it; both of them know what they are to the other, and both of them still "enthusiastically agree" with adding another layer of closeness.]

I want you to kiss me, Shuji.

[Penetrate, hm.

There's no reason to hesitate, hem and haw and are you really sure. Shuji leans forward and kisses Heigo, soft and sweet. Like Shuji's feelings about him.

They should have done this ages ago.]

[This really is perfect, isn't it? They love each other, they're attracted to each other, they're romantically uninvolved with anyone, even each other - so long as all those things remain true, it should work just fine. They can acknowledge any changes when and if they arise.

Heigo sighs against Shuji's mouth when the kiss ends, deeply content in a way he hasn't felt for... far too long, anyway. With a hint of shyness to his smile, he takes a turn brushing Shuji's hair off his face, but of course it falls right back into its usual spot.

His own fondness overwhelms him so completely that instead of saying anything, he just returns the kiss with a longer, slower, slightly open-mouthed one, fingers threading more securely into Shuji's hair.]

[Why say anything when they don't need to? Kissing says everything that Shuji has to say, at least for now.

He meets Heigo's kiss a little more deeply this time, resting the hand that isn't busy playing with Heigo's hair on Heigo's cheek. Soft and gentle as ever.

(Or at least, as Heigo's ever known him to be. He has not yet been exposed to Shuji's true level of Thirst.)]

[As much as he enjoys Shuji's sweet touches - little shivers have always played up and down his spine whenever Shuji treats him like he's made of glass - Heigo's having an intense bout of thirst himself. He leans in even closer to suck on Shuji's bottom lip, shifting his weight so that he's no longer just beside Shuji but slightly above him.

Hopefully Shuji wasn't just agreeing to some light, tender kisses, because Heigo's energy has surged right back and he's ready to use it all.]

[This is only an improvement. Shuji gives as good as he gets - when he breaks that kiss it's to press his lips to Heigo's throat instead, sucking a red mark there.

Heigo doesn't have to show up to work in the morning and look presentable, so he doesn't have to worry~]

Shuji -

[Heigo's not objecting. On the contrary, he tightens his fingers in Shuji's hair to make sure he'll keep doing just what he's doing, his breathing suddenly very shallow and quick.]

[What's that? Leave a series of hickeys down Heigo's neck and throat? Well, if you insist. He certainly won't stop until Heigo wants him to.]

Nnn, oh my God, Shuji... [That was definitely the right move. Heigo's neck is insanely sensitive, so much that he usually keeps people away from it unless he's really, really ready to lose control, and the reckless way Shuji's marking it up has arousal pulsing through his entire body.

Eventually he does stop Shuji, but only so that he can prop himself up and pull off his shirt. With that done, he rolls onto his back yet again and pulls Shuji on top of him, recapturing his lips in a hungry kiss.]

[Shuji is ready to lose control, so that more than works for him.]

God, you're so-

[Cut off by being kissed again. He traces Heigo's lips with his tongue as he explores Heigo's chest with his hands, eager to get more of those beautiful sounds from him. Soon he'll want to get his own shirt off, but right now making Heigo moan again is a more pressing need.]

[He's so - what? So eager? Unrestrained? Needy, almost? Because all of the above are just as startling to him, but he's managed to shut off the part of his brain that would usually respond to the change with worry.

Or maybe Shuji's soul overrode it. Heigo's finding it difficult to remember where he ends and where Shuji begins all over again. Good thing it doesn't seem terribly important with Shuji's hands all over him and their tongues tangling between hot, panting breaths.]

If - if we're going to have to - haah - [Shuji's fingertip grazes a nipple and Heigo shivers violently, all the breath rushing out of him in a whine.] - stop this, or even slow down at any point, you need to tell me right now. I need to know it's coming or I won't be able to guarantee that I can.

[So perfect.]

Not stopping. [Shuji's breath comes in short pants as he rubs Heigo's nipples again for that beautiful, beautiful reaction.] Not slowing. Not until I make you come. Maybe not even then.

[That earns Shuji a similar sound, but much more strained thanks to the focused pressure on his nipple and the searing hot words that leave Shuji's mouth. No need to stop or slow down - now that he's got the green light, he sits up and pulls Shuji tight against him for a moment, then pushes him back far enough to pull off his shirt as well.]

You are - breathtaking, Shuji, do you know that? [Heigo trails a light touch along Shuji's jawline, suddenly awestruck at the idea of having such a beautiful, dear man in his bed.]

[Shuji knows he's pretty - his skin is flawless of any blemish or scar, thanks to ink, and he puts great care into his appearance - but right now he doesn't understand what Heigo's talking about. Heigo is gorgeous, who wants to talk about his looks?]

You're one to talk. [His hands drop from Heigo's chest to his waistband.] God, I don't know if I want to blow you or ride you - pick for me.

[Because they both sound really, incredibly appealing right now.]

[Pick for him? Between heaven and even heaven-er? Heigo can only gape at Shuji for a moment, his breath hitching with little spikes of arousal each time he considers either option, and the flush in his cheeks and lips really does give him a Snow White-esque classic beauty in that moment.]

Ride me. [Heigo gives Shuji one more fierce kiss, then lies back to let him take the reins, since both options very much implied that Shuji wanted to be in charge. He's more than ready, too, already half-hard in his pants thanks to his overactive imagination.]

[Half hard is good. Fully hard is better, but Shuji imagines they'll get there sooner rather than later.]

Lube, where do you keep it?

[While he can manage with spit alone, he'd rather not if he doesn't have to. And he does have enough time while stripping Heigo of the rest of his clothes that he can ask. Although spending that time telling Heigo how gorgeous he is instead is tempting.]

[Heigo may be just as driven by urgency as Shuji is right now, but that doesn't mean he wants any of this to be painfully rough - especially not for Shuji. He manages to reach off the edge of the bed and fumble open his bedside drawer while Shuji's pulling off his pants and underwear, then lobs his bottle of lube over along with a condom (the only one in there, because while he's retained some hope of reigniting his sex life lately, he's never been what anyone could call an optimist.)]

I want to - can I - [He's doing just a terrible job of letting Shuji take control, sitting up yet again thanks to his burning need for more hands-on contact.] Can I prep you?

[Shuji likes taking charge and spoiling Heigo, but he also would like Heigo pushing him into the bed and wrecking him, so either way is fine. He swallows when Heigo makes the offer.]

Please.

[He strips himself of his pants and underwear, showing that he's just as excited as Heigo is, then spreads his legs for Heigo.]

I want you to be inside me already. Please.

[Just as excited and laying himself out in a way that can only be called wanton. Heigo's cock twitches and swells a bit more just at the sight of Shuji's bare legs splayed out to make room for him, and he doesn't hesitate - Shuji winds up on his back this time, one leg around Heigo's waist to expose him even more fully as Heigo presses slick fingers inside him.]

Haah -! [Even just the clench of Shuji's body around his fingers takes Heigo's breath away. He probes carefully with his fingertips while deepening the stretch, curious to see if he can feel out any particular sweet spots - especially the most powerful of all - while he's still got some presence of mind.]

You already feel so, so good...

[Wanton is a good word for it. Shuji wraps his leg tighter around Heigo's waist like he's trying to pull him in deeper. He may be. He certainly isn't complaining, if his whimpers and mewls are anything to judge by.]

I want to make you feel good, I want - god, right there - you to come inside me.

[He wants Heigo to feel him around him with something better than his fingers.]

[Right there. Now Heigo's got an idea of the best angle from which to drive Shuji over the edge, when the time comes. And now that he's seen Shuji writhing on his back like this, heard the sweet little noises he makes and how quickly his words turn to utter filth... Heigo's not so willing to relinquish control again so that Shuji can ride him as promised.

He's never been hugely dominant in bed, usually winding up too overwhelmed to follow through on the rare occasions when he tried, but now he seems to have the energy pumping right from his heart through every vein in his body. Heigo wants to demolish Shuji.]

Alright. [Voice newly husky, he yanks his fingers out and pumps himself a couple of times to slick up with the lube left on his hand; Shuji's legs go over his shoulder now as he lines up, then presses inside with a long groan.] Nnnnnnn, shit - I hope you're ready to take it - fast and h-hard -

[Another warning of sorts: even more control is slipping away from him now, and this level of greedy, ravenous need is quite new to him.]

CALL MY BUTT OUT

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