Takahara watched with admiration as Haruki took care of his brother.
" You're the best you know?" He asked
" And where's this coming from?" Haruki asked settling beside Takahara on his bed in his room.
" Hinata's blessed to have you as an elder brother, and I'm happy I fell in love with someone like you" he said kissing Haruki on the forehead.
" You sure know how to be cheesy, don't ya?" Haruki said as he got on top of Takahara.
" And who's being cheesy now?" Takahara teased, wrapping an arm around Haruki's waist, making his back arch slightly
" You know, the first time I saw you, I thought you'd be a fierce little cat," he murmured, placing a soft peck on Haruki's lips. " But you're actually so damn cute."
" Really?" Haruki's voice dropped to a low, sultry whisper as his fingers traced down Takahara's chest, sliding towards his torso. " Why would you think that?" I'm a good boy, you know..... A well-trained boy."
Takahara chuckled, his smirk growing.
" I should be the one saying that. I thought you'd be a scary tiger. I was actually nervous to approach you." Haruki added making Takahara raise a brow, feigning innocence.
" The way you were glaring at me that day, I seriously thought I was some kind of prey or something. " He continued.
Takahara smirked, his grip tightening alight around Haruki. " Actually, I really wanted to devour you, right then and there. You looked too good to be real- I thought I was dreaming." His hand slid lower, squeezing Haruki's ass firmly. " I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you before."
Haruki shivered at his words, lips parting as Takahara continued.
" From afar, I knew you'd be soft," he murmured, his fingers tracing up Haruki's spine. " Your plump pink lips were so damn inviting, I could've gone crazy. I don't even know how you had such an effect on me when I was seeing you for the first time."
Takahara placed a hand behind Haruki's head, pulling him in their faces mere inches apart.
" I wanted to kiss you so badly..." he whispered before finally pressing his lips against Haruki's.
Haruki responded instantly, the kiss stating slow and teasing before deepening into something hotter, more demanding.
Takahara sucked in Haruki's lower lip, his hands roaming freely over his body. He parted Haruki's lips with his tongue before slipping it inside , their tongues meeting in a heated dance.
Haruki tried to keep up, but Takahara was more dominant l, more possessive- he stood no chance.
Takahara's hand slipped under Haruki's shirt, gliding over his warm skin before pinching a nipple between his fingers. Haruki gasped, moaning softly into his lips as his body shuddered.
Takahara smirked against his mouth and did it again—this time, tugging and rolling the sensitive bud between his fingers.
"Ah~! Hara...!" Haruki moaned breathlessly.
" You like that?" Takahara whispered, his intense gaze locked onto Haruki's flushed face, his breath hot and uneven.
He loved the effect he had in him—his body, his soul.
Haruki felt completely lost. His body had never felt anything like this before. It was overwhelming... intoxicating. He could feel himself throbbing, aching for more. He wasn't the only one.
Slowly, he started grinding against Takahara, rolling his hips with delicious friction, making Takahara groan.
" Haruki...!" Takahara groaned, his hands gripping Haruki's waist tightly. The sensation was mind-numbing.
Haruki didn't stop. He kept moving, rubbing himself against Takahara's growing arousal.
Takahara's hips jerked up involuntarily, drawing a soft whimper from Haruki.
"Fuck... I can't wait to have you," Takahara rasped, his voice thick with lust as he tugged Haruki's shirt over his head, exposing the already hardened pink nipples.
Without hesitation, he leaned down, latching his mouth on one, flicking his tongue over the sensitive bud.
Haruki whimpered, his body trembling against the hot, wet sensation of Takahara's tongue.
Takahara sucked, nibbled and swirled his tongue around it, drawing out helpless moans from Haruki's lips.
He wanted more.
Shifting their positions, Takahara pressed Haruki beneath him, capturing his lips in another searing kiss before moving lower, slipping his hands beneath Haruki's waistband.
One by one, their clothes were discarded, leaving them bare under the dim glow of the room.
"God..." Takahara exhaled, drinking in the sight beneath him. " You're breathtaking."
Haruki swallowed , his cheeks flushed. " And you're—" his breath hitched as his eyes ranked over Takahara's toned body. "You're incredible..."
Takahara traced his fingers down Haruki's torso, lower and lower, until he reached the waistband.
Slipping his hand inside, he wrapped his fingers around Haruki's hard length, making him gasp.
Haruki bit his lip, his back arching as pleasure shot through him.
Takahara smirked, leaning in. " Now let's see just how good of a boy you really are."
Takahara's grip tightened around Haruki's length, his fingers stroking him with deliberate slowness, drawing out soft gasps from the boy beneath him.
Haruki's body trembled, his hips bucking slightly into Takahara's hand as he clung to his shoulders. " H-Hara..." he breathed, his voice shaky.
Takahara smirked against his neck, pressing wet kisses along his collarbone before trailing lower. " You're so sensitive..." he murmured, his breath hot against Haruki's flushed skin.
Haruki bit his lip, his fingers digging into Takahara's back as the pleasure coursed through him. His body was on fire, every nerve alight with sensation.
Takahara's hand quickened its pace, his thumb teasing over Haruki's tip, spreading the wetness that had begun to gather. Haruki shuddered, his legs twitching slightly at his ear. " I wonder what other sounds I can pull from you."