[ This is a little different, isn't it? He's never actually frotted before, but it feels good. A heated friction, rough and lubricated by their mutual arousal, one that sends jolts of heat through his body. He sighs into the kiss, his hands gripping - one still in Hiyori's hair, the other against the curve of his ass to encourage him to go a little faster, a little harder, as his own body arches up to meet him. It's not the same as the other times they've come close and let their bodies meet, but that's half the thrill, isn't it?
His hips twist and there's a muffled moan against Hiyori's mouth as he squirms. It's not overwhelming enough to make him tug away, but it's getting there - building and building and making him want more (but almost too sensitive). He twists and presses into him with a low ragged gasp and then he bits at his lower lip with a breathy laugh.
He doesn't know who will fall apart first, but he's not thinking too hard about it, either. ]
Has he ever heard the word "frotting" before? Definitely not. All he knows is that he likes this: likes feeling Elan hard and hot against him, likes muffling Elan's noises with his tongue, likes having fingers in his hair and a hand squeezing his ass (though the last one's a tad embarrassing to admit to, so you didn't hear it from him!). Elan pulls him down with that hand, tugging him in close as he thrusts into Hiyori's grip, and Hiyori gives him the best that he's got, rolling his hips like a wave, moving his hand fast on their cocks and squeezing around the tips.
He can't hold back his own noises. He's getting just as much pleasure from this as Elan, and he groans into the kiss before their lips disconnect. He pants for breath, watching Elan bites his own lip, looking lost in his own pleasure. And Hiyori, who has the urge to bite something too, decides to bury his lips in Elan's neck again, scraping his teeth.]
Be a good boy and come for me.
[He says, breathless, on the verge of coming himself, his free hand pressing down on Elan's torso and his other hand jerking their cocks. Apparently "fast and hard" wasn't the only dirty talk he could muster.]
[ Elan's eyes flicker and he feels the scrape of teeth against his throat and the slow thrust (or not so slow, really) of their bodies together. The grip of fingers around them both. It just feels good and he can't begin to put that into words. He's just trying to ride the wave as it comes rolling over the two of them. His breath escapes in a low stutter and his hips hitch.
It's a little embarrassing to admit that he's very turned on by the whole "good boy" thing, but he isn't going to admit it. At least not right now. Instead he makes a noise and his hips hitch up to thrust against Hiyori's cock and his fingers and he feels the pleasure come closer and closer, drawing himself taut until he snaps. He finally does fall apart - he comes. His cock twitches and his whole body feels as if it's been drawn far too tight, his whole being focused on the feeling of white heat that floods him. His come spatters against his belly and over Hiyori's fingers as he struggles to breathe.
[If Elan won't admit it, then perhaps he needs to pry the information out of him.
But he definitely got something out. That something splatters his skin, sticks to his fingers and coats his knuckles, and it's that and the noise that Elan makes and the taste of Elan's skin beneath his tongue that topples him over the edge, the two of them crossing the finish line almost at the same time. He grinds their hips furiously and rubs his now-sticky hand even faster, unconcerned about overstimulating Elan, until he moans into Elan's neck and comes. His own cock twitches and throbs as he spills into his hand, some of it dripping down onto Elan's skin, adding to the mess between them.
He misses the look on Elan's face, sadly. Elan misses the look on his too. For a moment he's just slumped there, face still buried in Elan's neck, his lips making warm puffs of breath against Elan's skin. The room is quiet save for their breathing and some faint instrumental music from the TV. Then he does pull back, his sticky hand releasing their cocks in the process.
For a moment he looks drunk and unfocused, his face eyes-half lidded. Then he takes in the picture that Elan makes, purple eyes meeting green ones, and he smiles, warm and fond and insufferably smug.]
[ Elan certainly has no complaints. Even when Hiyori keeps going and wrings more sensation out of him. He feels heated and overstimulated, almost like he might peak again - but it's a good feeling, if overwhelming, and he rides the wave for as long as he can, panting for breath and clinging hard to Hiyori as he finally feels him fall apart. There's another warm splatter, sticky and slick, and they collapse together. He breathes slow and deep, basking in that languid, post-orgasmic moment as everything crashes back to earth. He nuzzles a little closer.
Aw, he's affectionate.
He glances down between them a bit blearily and then laughs, cheeks reddening. ]
If you tell anyone about this little turn-on, I'll be upset.
[That's the fun thing about Elan. Whether Hiyori's trying to stretch him wide enough for three fingers, pushing him to see how much teasing he can endure, or seeking his own release even after Elan's already spent, there's always more Elan can give him. And the ever-greedy Hiyori Tomoe always wants more.
And Elan wants it too, doesn't he? There's satisfaction that can be found in pushing oneself to the limit. Now, in the aftermath, he seems adorably cute and content, nuzzling up to Hiyori like a cat.]
The one where I call you a good boy? Or the one where I call you my good boy?
[He cheerfully questions Elan as though the distinction matters. Leaning down, he plants a kiss on Elan's sweaty forehead.]
Of course there's a lot more going on than just that. Idols aren't supposed to date, let alone have casual sex, and any scandal he experiences as an idol will also reflect poorly on his family. There are fans who like to think of him and Jun as a couple, while others see him as a surrogate boyfriend; either way, they're only free to fantasize so long as his real life doesn't intrude. But he has no plans to get into all of that stuff right now. He just smiles as Elan kisses his chin, cupping his cheek with his clean hand and dropping his voice to a whisper.]
So you'll just have to stay my own private joy ♪
[His lips brush Elan's temple before he starts to pull back, nodding cheerfully at Elan's last words.]
Good thinking, since I hate mess!
[He shifts on top of Elan, moving to climb off him.]
Is your shower big enough for two people? Your place seems a bit small, so I'm curious!
[There's their difference in wealth showing.
Also, now might be a good time to mention that the TV is now autoplaying another episode of Eve's travel show. This one has them fishing at a seaside town!]
Among other things, I'm sure. Your producer probably wouldn't like it either...
[ Elan, at least, understands the need to keep things on the downlow... although his own experience was much more life and death for that kind of thing. He shakes his head with a little sigh and starts to have sit up as Hiyori shifts off of him. ]
...it'll be a tight fit.
[ He admits with an amused glance. ]
But I don't think you'll mind that considering what we get up to. [ He glances at the TV idly and then reaches for the remote. ]
Ugh, don't go bringing him up. That'll spoil the mood.
[Sorry, Ibara.
There's probably a joke to be made here about "tight fits," but Hiyori isn't quite crude enough to make it. He does tease Elan a little in response to that "considering what we get up to" comment, though.]
That wasn't your way of pushing for another round already, was it? Elan-kun is s~o insatiable ♪
[He maneuvers himself into a sitting position, careful not to let any of the sticky parts of himself make contact with the couch. Normally this is where he'd be wiping off with tissues, but since he doesn't see any nearby, he'll just stand and get ready to head for the bath! Though, uh, first he'll be taking his underwear off all the way, so he doesn't have to walk with that wedged down around his thighs. And after doing that, he might as well take off his socks, leaving everything in a pile on the couch.
He glances towards the TV afterwards.]
That episode, huh. Sure, we can watch! That one's a classic ♪
[Can there really be classics when this travel webshow is less than a year old? Regardless, he smiles, waiting (in the nude now) for Elan to show him where the bath is.]
[ Elan is likewise maneuvering himself so he can ditch what little clothing he still has on, mainly so he can also make his way over without tripping and faceplanting onto his floor. Terrible way to keep this rolling, really. With a little groan he stretches his arms out above his head. ]
If I wanted another round, you know I'd ask for it. Don't make assumptions.
[ He wouldn't say no... probably. But he's also just poking back a little. He stoops to tap the pause button on the controller and then leads the way to the bathroom. It isn't large or luxurious, but the shower does look like it'll fit them both, if cozily. ]
If this isn't up to your standards, you have to let me know now.
Would you? Why, that's great news. I'm glad Elan-kun feels comfortable asking for what he wants ♪
[There's no rush, in all fairness. They agreed over text that he'd be spending the night, so they have the evening, too. He can be good until then!
He follows Elan, butt-naked, through the apartment and into the bathroom, where Elan shows him the shower. As expected, it's small, but he'd already been prepared for that, and despite his prior teasing he is used to living in dorm rooms. He can bathe in something other than a luxury bath, in other words.]
Well, you did say it'd be a tight fit. So I guess it's either we take turns, or you just have to stand extra close to me ♪
[He flashes Elan a smile. It's not a leer—he can be good!—but it is teasing like usual.]
[He just laughs a little. He'll have to do better than that if he wants to provoke Elan, it seems. But maybe it's for the best that he didn't succeed, since now the sweet, pleasant mood can continue.]
Lavender works for me! And I guess we might as well wash our hair while we're here. I might even feel generous enough to help you dry yours! Or to let you wash my hair, which is an even greater privilege...♪
[Since Elan's taking care of getting the bath products, he'll just pull back the shower curtain and step inside! He'll totally be checking to see what brands of shampoo and conditioner Elan uses, though. ]
[ Elan's done a lot of provoking himself in the past. He can keep himself together pretty decently, honestly. He shrugs and shakes his head as he starts to follow. ]
I can imagine you have fans who would kill to touch a strand of your hair, let alone be allowed to wash it. So I believe you.
[ His products aren't exactly super high end, but they're enough to take care of himself. He does take this seriously! As he squeezes in he passes Hiyori a bar of soap. ]
[He'll accept the soap with his clean hand. And then, once the water comes on, start washing off his dirty hand! Though when it does come on, he jolts, his shoulder hitting the wall.]
C-Cold!
[Yes, the water's going to take a few moments to heat up, because that's how showers work! But he still complains anyway, and before taking the opportunity to tease (and flirt) some more.]
If the water's going to be cold, I'll have to cuddle Elan-kun for warmth! ♪
Feel free. But that means I reserve the right to dunk your head right under the shower stream.
[ He teases right back as he settles a bottle of shampoo and then conditioner out for future use. Oh, and a scrubbing brush, because you gotta keep yourself clean, right? ]
[But while he's horsing around being stupid, the water starts to warm. So, that's good news. He steps under the spray, the lavender soap bar still in his hand, and smiles again.]
I guess I'll wash my back first. Then my front, then Elan-kun's back. Does that sound like a plan?
[He rubs some soap on his hands and then reaches behind himself, rubbing over his shoulders and upper back. He'll rinse off his dirty abdomen under the shower spray before lathering that up, too, the scent of lavender filling the air. Then he sets down the soap and picks up the scrub brush.]
Elan-kun and I still haven't gone on that onsen trip, huh. I wonder when we'll cross that off our list.
And I guess I'll need to save up some money for it, too...
[ It's weird to be working for his own living. Although before he'd been doing something similar... just without any freedom and the threat of death looming over him. ]
[He scrubs the brush over his back, which isn't exactly the sexiest thing. But he's unashamedly naked, his hair's gone even wavier, and he's got water droplets cascading down his smooth skin. It's not the worst look on him!]
I'm glad Elan-kun saves for the important stuff. I'm not sure about a date yet, though. Maybe sometime after I turn twenty. Then we can have even more adult fun ♪
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His hips twist and there's a muffled moan against Hiyori's mouth as he squirms. It's not overwhelming enough to make him tug away, but it's getting there - building and building and making him want more (but almost too sensitive). He twists and presses into him with a low ragged gasp and then he bits at his lower lip with a breathy laugh.
He doesn't know who will fall apart first, but he's not thinking too hard about it, either. ]
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Has he ever heard the word "frotting" before? Definitely not. All he knows is that he likes this: likes feeling Elan hard and hot against him, likes muffling Elan's noises with his tongue, likes having fingers in his hair and a hand squeezing his ass (though the last one's a tad embarrassing to admit to, so you didn't hear it from him!). Elan pulls him down with that hand, tugging him in close as he thrusts into Hiyori's grip, and Hiyori gives him the best that he's got, rolling his hips like a wave, moving his hand fast on their cocks and squeezing around the tips.
He can't hold back his own noises. He's getting just as much pleasure from this as Elan, and he groans into the kiss before their lips disconnect. He pants for breath, watching Elan bites his own lip, looking lost in his own pleasure. And Hiyori, who has the urge to bite something too, decides to bury his lips in Elan's neck again, scraping his teeth.]
Be a good boy and come for me.
[He says, breathless, on the verge of coming himself, his free hand pressing down on Elan's torso and his other hand jerking their cocks. Apparently "fast and hard" wasn't the only dirty talk he could muster.]
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It's a little embarrassing to admit that he's very turned on by the whole "good boy" thing, but he isn't going to admit it. At least not right now. Instead he makes a noise and his hips hitch up to thrust against Hiyori's cock and his fingers and he feels the pleasure come closer and closer, drawing himself taut until he snaps. He finally does fall apart - he comes. His cock twitches and his whole body feels as if it's been drawn far too tight, his whole being focused on the feeling of white heat that floods him. His come spatters against his belly and over Hiyori's fingers as he struggles to breathe.
It's an agonizing, wonderful moment. ]
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But he definitely got something out. That something splatters his skin, sticks to his fingers and coats his knuckles, and it's that and the noise that Elan makes and the taste of Elan's skin beneath his tongue that topples him over the edge, the two of them crossing the finish line almost at the same time. He grinds their hips furiously and rubs his now-sticky hand even faster, unconcerned about overstimulating Elan, until he moans into Elan's neck and comes. His own cock twitches and throbs as he spills into his hand, some of it dripping down onto Elan's skin, adding to the mess between them.
He misses the look on Elan's face, sadly. Elan misses the look on his too. For a moment he's just slumped there, face still buried in Elan's neck, his lips making warm puffs of breath against Elan's skin. The room is quiet save for their breathing and some faint instrumental music from the TV. Then he does pull back, his sticky hand releasing their cocks in the process.
For a moment he looks drunk and unfocused, his face eyes-half lidded. Then he takes in the picture that Elan makes, purple eyes meeting green ones, and he smiles, warm and fond and insufferably smug.]
Right on cue, hmm~? That's my good boy~♪
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Aw, he's affectionate.
He glances down between them a bit blearily and then laughs, cheeks reddening. ]
If you tell anyone about this little turn-on, I'll be upset.
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And Elan wants it too, doesn't he? There's satisfaction that can be found in pushing oneself to the limit. Now, in the aftermath, he seems adorably cute and content, nuzzling up to Hiyori like a cat.]
The one where I call you a good boy? Or the one where I call you my good boy?
[He cheerfully questions Elan as though the distinction matters. Leaning down, he plants a kiss on Elan's sweaty forehead.]
Either way, your secret's safe with me! ♪
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[ He shrugs. ]
Not like it's something you want spread around, right?
[ He noses at Hiyori, planting a kiss on his chin. This isn't love, but it is affection and a comfortable sort of companionship. ]
I feel like we might want to shower after that. Before everything gets too sticky.
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[Of all the attention Elan's gotten from him.
Of course there's a lot more going on than just that. Idols aren't supposed to date, let alone have casual sex, and any scandal he experiences as an idol will also reflect poorly on his family. There are fans who like to think of him and Jun as a couple, while others see him as a surrogate boyfriend; either way, they're only free to fantasize so long as his real life doesn't intrude. But he has no plans to get into all of that stuff right now. He just smiles as Elan kisses his chin, cupping his cheek with his clean hand and dropping his voice to a whisper.]
So you'll just have to stay my own private joy ♪
[His lips brush Elan's temple before he starts to pull back, nodding cheerfully at Elan's last words.]
Good thinking, since I hate mess!
[He shifts on top of Elan, moving to climb off him.]
Is your shower big enough for two people? Your place seems a bit small, so I'm curious!
[There's their difference in wealth showing.
Also, now might be a good time to mention that the TV is now autoplaying another episode of Eve's travel show. This one has them fishing at a seaside town!]
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[ Elan, at least, understands the need to keep things on the downlow... although his own experience was much more life and death for that kind of thing. He shakes his head with a little sigh and starts to have sit up as Hiyori shifts off of him. ]
...it'll be a tight fit.
[ He admits with an amused glance. ]
But I don't think you'll mind that considering what we get up to. [ He glances at the TV idly and then reaches for the remote. ]
Want to come back to this?
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[Sorry, Ibara.
There's probably a joke to be made here about "tight fits," but Hiyori isn't quite crude enough to make it. He does tease Elan a little in response to that "considering what we get up to" comment, though.]
That wasn't your way of pushing for another round already, was it? Elan-kun is s~o insatiable ♪
[He maneuvers himself into a sitting position, careful not to let any of the sticky parts of himself make contact with the couch. Normally this is where he'd be wiping off with tissues, but since he doesn't see any nearby, he'll just stand and get ready to head for the bath! Though, uh, first he'll be taking his underwear off all the way, so he doesn't have to walk with that wedged down around his thighs. And after doing that, he might as well take off his socks, leaving everything in a pile on the couch.
He glances towards the TV afterwards.]
That episode, huh. Sure, we can watch! That one's a classic ♪
[Can there really be classics when this travel webshow is less than a year old? Regardless, he smiles, waiting (in the nude now) for Elan to show him where the bath is.]
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If I wanted another round, you know I'd ask for it. Don't make assumptions.
[ He wouldn't say no... probably. But he's also just poking back a little. He stoops to tap the pause button on the controller and then leads the way to the bathroom. It isn't large or luxurious, but the shower does look like it'll fit them both, if cozily. ]
If this isn't up to your standards, you have to let me know now.
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[There's no rush, in all fairness. They agreed over text that he'd be spending the night, so they have the evening, too. He can be good until then!
He follows Elan, butt-naked, through the apartment and into the bathroom, where Elan shows him the shower. As expected, it's small, but he'd already been prepared for that, and despite his prior teasing he is used to living in dorm rooms. He can bathe in something other than a luxury bath, in other words.]
Well, you did say it'd be a tight fit. So I guess it's either we take turns, or you just have to stand extra close to me ♪
[He flashes Elan a smile. It's not a leer—he can be good!—but it is teasing like usual.]
That won't be a problem for you, will it?
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[ He reaches over to give his hair a ruffle. ]
So don't sweat it.
[ He can tease back! ]
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... so that's what you think about in the shower!
[.....
With that stupid and obnoxious comment, Hiyori brushes past Elan, stepping onto the tile and glancing nosily around the shelves and countertops.]
Got any fun scented soaps?
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[ He can meet Hiyori on his own terms! He shakes his head and steps in behind him, fishing into his toiletries. ]
Some lavender. I do know how to take care of myself, you know. And shampoo and conditioner...
[ He's not a barbarian! And he has a lot of hair to take care of. ]
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[He just laughs a little. He'll have to do better than that if he wants to provoke Elan, it seems. But maybe it's for the best that he didn't succeed, since now the sweet, pleasant mood can continue.]
Lavender works for me! And I guess we might as well wash our hair while we're here. I might even feel generous enough to help you dry yours! Or to let you wash my hair, which is an even greater privilege...♪
[Since Elan's taking care of getting the bath products, he'll just pull back the shower curtain and step inside! He'll totally be checking to see what brands of shampoo and conditioner Elan uses, though. ]
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I can imagine you have fans who would kill to touch a strand of your hair, let alone be allowed to wash it. So I believe you.
[ His products aren't exactly super high end, but they're enough to take care of himself. He does take this seriously! As he squeezes in he passes Hiyori a bar of soap. ]
For you, since you'd like to go first.
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[He'll accept the soap with his clean hand. And then, once the water comes on, start washing off his dirty hand! Though when it does come on, he jolts, his shoulder hitting the wall.]
C-Cold!
[Yes, the water's going to take a few moments to heat up, because that's how showers work! But he still complains anyway, and before taking the opportunity to tease (and flirt) some more.]
If the water's going to be cold, I'll have to cuddle Elan-kun for warmth! ♪
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[ He teases right back as he settles a bottle of shampoo and then conditioner out for future use. Oh, and a scrubbing brush, because you gotta keep yourself clean, right? ]
Small price to pay, right?
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That sounds like bullying!
[But while he's horsing around being stupid, the water starts to warm. So, that's good news. He steps under the spray, the lavender soap bar still in his hand, and smiles again.]
I guess I'll wash my back first. Then my front, then Elan-kun's back. Does that sound like a plan?
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[ That's bullshit and they probably both know it. He laughs and leans back a bit, bracing himself with a hand against the shower wall. ]
A perfect plan. I feel positively spoiled again. I guess I'll do your hair after?
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[He rubs some soap on his hands and then reaches behind himself, rubbing over his shoulders and upper back. He'll rinse off his dirty abdomen under the shower spray before lathering that up, too, the scent of lavender filling the air. Then he sets down the soap and picks up the scrub brush.]
Elan-kun and I still haven't gone on that onsen trip, huh. I wonder when we'll cross that off our list.
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And I guess I'll need to save up some money for it, too...
[ It's weird to be working for his own living. Although before he'd been doing something similar... just without any freedom and the threat of death looming over him. ]
You're cleaning up nice. As usual, I suppose.
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[He scrubs the brush over his back, which isn't exactly the sexiest thing. But he's unashamedly naked, his hair's gone even wavier, and he's got water droplets cascading down his smooth skin. It's not the worst look on him!]
I'm glad Elan-kun saves for the important stuff. I'm not sure about a date yet, though. Maybe sometime after I turn twenty. Then we can have even more adult fun ♪
[What exactly is adult fun? He doesn't say.]
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You mean drink?
[ He arches a brow as he starts squirting some shampoo into one hand. ]
Wine? Hard alcohol? Cocktails? You don't seem like the beer type.
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i'm so sorry, my inbox ate this comment and I just discovered it.
No worries! (But glad to have Elan-kun back in my inbox :))
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