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Kinky + Angst?

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Hanamaki grins, pressing into the other's hand as he strokes him again. He kisses him deeper, tongue sliding against the other's. His taste is addicting. He slid his free hand down the other's side, dragging his shirt up. Who cares if they're still in the doorway. He just wants more.

Osamu pulls back to pull off his shirt and tossed it over the sofa. Then he started to undo Hanamaki's pants. "Fuck, I want you naked."

He kissed him again. "We should get to the bed," he said.

"Bed, yeah, sure," Hanamaki laughs but he's not moving yet. Instead he's pulling Osamu's shirt over his head, for him to shrug the rest of the way off as he presses into yet another kiss.

Osamu finished undressing, leaving his clothes at the door to grab later, he took Hanamaki's hand and pulled him to the bed room. He sat on the bed and pushed the other man's pants down. "Stay standing," he said, and took Hanamaki's freed cock into his mouth.

Hanamaki follows the short distance, his pants going down easily. He looks down at Osamu, his breath hitching as his warm mouth takes in his cock. Fingers slide through Osamu's hair.

"You're so fucking hot."

Moaning around Hanamaki's cock, Osamu looked up at him, eyes dark with desire as he took the other man to the root, deep throating him.

"Fuck," Hanamaki curses, his fingers tightening into the other's hair as the other takes his cock deeper. He keeps still, watching the other with his mouth full of his dick.

Osamu loved sucking dick. He looked up, his eyes dark with affection as he swallowed around Hanamaki's head. Then he pulled off to about half-way, then sunk back down, starting to bob his head in a nice rhythm.

Hanamaki's grip lessened, fingers lightly massaging the other's scalp as he watches Osamu sucking him off. It was hot, really hot. The corner of his lips twitched upward as he tilts his head.

"You really do like to eat things, huh," he bites his lip after he says it, his eyes give away the amusement he's feeling which does take a backseat to the lust and pleasure.

Pulling off, Osamu looked up, smiled, his eyes dark with lust and affection. "I do," he said. Then he leaned up and kissed him. "I really, really like you Takahiro."

Gently, he pushed the other man back and kissed his way back down to his groin, taking his cock into his mouth with a pleased moan.

Hanamaki's hand slipped out of his hair, cupping his cheek as he kisses him back. He blinks at that. It's such a simple thing but his heart skips a beat. He basks in it for a moment. "Osamu... I really, really like you too."

He doesn't remember the last time he liked someone so much, that he thought about them when going to sleep and again when he woke up. His hand slides into the other's hair again, watching him intently as he kisses back, his dick twitching in anticipation. "Fuck you're really hot too," he exhales as the other's mouth is on his dick again. He presses his hips up, encouraging him to take him deeper again.

And take him deeper, Osamu does.

He opens his throat, and then swallows around the head of Hanamaki's dick while he's got him back there, stroking his thighs as he does.

It's been ages since he liked someone this much. Years even. It's not as if he had been floating through life, he ha just been focused on other things. But now that he was...

Well, he could see a life with Hanamaki Takahiro.

"Shit," Hanamaki moans and he can't take his eyes off Osamu. His gaze is a mix of lust and his growing affection for him. He pets his fingers through his hair, down along the side of his neck, thumb brushing against his throat.

Hanamaki has definitely thought about a future with Osamu, but he hesitates not because of uncertainty but... Osamu has his life together, his restaurant and everything. Hanamaki's struggling to get his career off the ground. But it just makes him want to work harder to feel like he's at an even status in life with Osamu.

"Can't believe how much I like you," he murmurs. They haven't even gone and fucked yet and he's attached as hell.

Osamu hums at the touch, leaning into the best he can with a cock in his mouth. He bobs, swallowing when he takes the man's prick all the way into his mouth, and sucking on the head when he comes up to it.

He's used to people not having their life together, and he's very aware that he lucked out when it came to his business. He's a great chef, and he worked hard to get where he was, but he was in the right place at the right time to get his brand off the ground.

(And part of that is thanks to his brother, but he's not going to think about Atsumu while he has a cock in his mouth.)

He looks up, pulling off. "I... yeah, same," he said, pressing a kiss to the other man's thigh. "It's a lot. It's a little scary, but the good scary."

Hanamaki moans softly, letting his thumb continue to rub over his adam's apple as his cock is getting sucked. His eyes are hooded and dark with desire when osamu comes off it. His hand moved, thumb caressing against his bottom lip.

He nods. "Good scary," and just scary scary too but it's just his own critical brain that causes that for him. "This is good. We're ... good." together.

Osamu looked up at him, gray eyes dark with desire. Lots of desire. Desire in spades.

He lightly bit Hanamaki's thumb, before returning to his cock, giving the organ a long, slow lick before swallowing it down again.

Hanamaki's cheeks were pink with arousal and the nip to his thumb sends a shiver along his spine and feels just as enticing as the warm mouth that is soon surrounding his dick again.

"Mmm, that's good Osamu," he breathed, head tilted back, his chest rising and falling in an unequal rhythm with quickened breath and soft noises as he started to leak more pre-cum, his hips rocking up.

Osamu is pretty good with his mouth. A lifetime oral fixation did that. He worked his boyfriend's cock hard, sucking and licking, getting a bit sloppy now with how much fun he was having with Hanamaki's dick. God, he tasted so good.

He brought his dominant hand up to palm his balls, gently rolling them in an effort to get Hanamaki to cum.

“Fuck, Osamu… babe,” he rocks his hips up into his hot mouth, panting and moaning. The touch to his balls has him coming undone. It only takes a few seconds more for him to come, his hand tightening in Osamu’s, pushing down on his head as his lift without even thinking it through.

When Hanamaki cums, Osamu holds it in his mouth to taste, then swallowed it down greedily. He gives a few more licks to Hanamaki's dick before pulling off and looking up at his boyfriend with a pleased smile.

He climbed up onto of him and kissed him soundly.

Hanamaki lets out a heavy breath as he drops his head back, fingers soothing through Osamu's hair as the other pulls off his dick. He glances at him and then grins as he moved over him.

He slides his hand down his back and the other goes to touch his cock, stroking it again after it'd been out of reach for a bit.

Osamu pulled back, looking into Hanamaki's eyes, his dark eyes made darker with desire and affection.

"Fuck, you turn me on so much." He kissed him again.

Hanamaki strokes him, one of his legs going around his waist to press him more flush against him. "I want you," he grins briefly before he kisses him back, eyes closed as he focuses on the taste and feel of his body.

"You want me like this?" Osamu asked, his hand cupping Hanamaki's ass. "Fuck, I want to bury myself in you." He shifted back, keeping his hand on his boyfriend's ass as he reached over, pulling out a bottle of lube and a condom. "Need this?" he asked holding the rubber up. "It's been a while for me, so I don't need it if you don't want it."

Hanamaki glances at the condom when Osamu holds it up. His mind is way more interested in the hand that's on his ass but he actually gives it a minute. The cautious part of him almost says yes even though he trusts Osamu. He shakes his head after a moment longer.

"Just want you inside me already."

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