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Kazuha and Scara found themselves alone in the dorm for the night, the rest of their friends out at parties or spending the night with their respective partners after the last tests of the semester.
With the silence of the dorm halls, the thin walls, and the quiet sound of the tv in the background, they found themselves just happy to have some quiet time with each other. Of course they studied together during exams, but they only studied. Kazuha thought he might lose his mind soon if he didn't get his hands on his boyfriend soon.
Scara on the other hand, was sure he'd already lost his mind. He was always better at hiding when he'd lost his composure compared to his boyfriend, though he lost it quicker... most of the time.
This time, Kazuha barely made it one day before he was begging Scaramouche to stop studying for one day. Of course, seeing his lover desperate, he refused.
Now Scara was desperate as well, but much better at hiding it. Kazuha was basically drooling over him as the movie played. It was their first night together after finishing all of their studying and exams. They could relax for... at least 2 days. That wasn't enough time... to either of them.
The blond had been... studying, besides his subjects. He decided he wanted to blow his boyfriends mind their first night off. He found different positions, toys, situations, techniques...
The one that caught his eye? Eating him out, of course.
He'd wanted to for a long while, but never found the right time to ask. Scara struggled horribly with gender dysphoria, so Kazuha always worried asking something like this would make it worse.
With his hands running through his boyfriends hair, Kazuha suddenly turned the TV down, looking down at his (almost asleep) boyfriend, who looked back up at him.
"Hi." Kazuha says with a smile, stroking Scara's cheek with his thumb, looking at him tenderly.
Scaramouche, with a raised eyebrow, replies, "... Hey."
Still playing with his hair, Kazuha takes a somewhat deep breath, "So... we have until the morning, at least, to spend time alone." He states simply.
An eyebrow is raised, "... Yes?" He could tell how confused Kuni was.
"Well, I was hoping I could eat you out. If... you're comfortable with it, of course." Kazuha quickly adds the last part, his fingers never faulting as he runs them down his boyfriends scalp.
As usual when he suggests things like this, his lover is stunned. He stares up at the blond college student like his head has just exploded.
Okay, well. Kuni's reaction was a little dramatic. He could tell his boyfriend wanted to do this for a while, it was extremely obvious, how could he miss it? Being asked straight up, though, was... different, even for Kazuha. He must have made him wait too long.
Scaramouche swallows hard, still locked eyes with his boyfriend. He doesn't blink, and his mouth is just slightly agape. He stutters as he tries to reply, his tongue getting tied in a knot. He wanted this, of course, but the... out of the blue, straight up question made him trip up.
"I... yes?" Is all he manages. He can't help that all of his answers are coming out as questions. He's basically running on nothing but 2 redbulls and a 5-hour energy. Though, Kazuha had shoved a plate full of good food in his hands when he walked in.
Kazuha nods slowly as he adjusts his arms around Scara.
"Cool... now?" He proposes, basically ready to disappear under the sheets already.
Kunikuzushi nods slowly after another second of just staring at his boyfriend.
Time moves in slow motion as his back is pressed against the headboard, sat on a towel as Kazuha slowly pulls his underwear and shorts over his hips. They are quickly discarded to the other side of the room.
Scara is sure Kazuha is gonna eat him out right there. Except, of course, it's Kazuha we're talking about. He knows his boyfriend, and he isn't surprised when he starts by gently kissing his face.
He leaves a slow kiss on the top of his head, letting his lips linger before moving to his forehead and doing the same thing. All of his foreplay was slow, earnest. Somehow, he knew the exact way to make Scara feel special, everytime.
Kuni is immediately lost in the soft touch of his boyfriends lips on his skin. He feels the stress of that week seep from his body, like a wet sponge squeezed. It's not long before he's relaxed completely, limp in his boyfriend's arms.
Kazuha continues his slow descent of kisses, finding Kuni's lips and lingering much longer. There's no tongue, just sweetness, one they couldn't even exchange over their books. It felt more special than usual.
The kisses move to his cheek, his jaw, down his neck and across his collarbone, eventually coming to a stop just where the collar of his shirt starts.
With no words exchanged, Kazuha takes his lovers shirt off, which quickly joins his other clothes on the floor.
Soft lips trail gently down the middle of Kuni's chest, Kazuha's hands on either side of his waist. Scara is already trying to grind his hips against... anything, really. There is nothing to satiate him, currently, so he's grinding against the air.
Kisses continue down his stomach, getting slower as they near the spot he wants touched the most. He wants to vocalize it, but Kazuha looks so pretty pampering him, he can't help but keep his mouth shut.
Finally, a final kiss is planted on his upper thigh. Scara's breath hitches as he anticipates what is to come. Though, it never does.
No more kisses, no expected mouth, no more hands on his body. Scara looks down, a single eye open, and finds Kazuha looking back up at him.
There's silence, then, "Are you sure?"
There it is.
Kazuha's ever need to be reassured Kuni wants anything.
It's cute, for sure, and Scara would never ask him to stop, but it was annoying at times. Times like this, where he'd already confirmed and was eagerly waiting for the promised tongue inside of him.
Kuni nodded, leaning down to kiss the top of his boyfriend's head. "Yes, I am." He whispered.
He knew Kazuha was being extra attentive this time, due to Scara's experience with dysphoria. It'd kill him if he made Scara feel bad or worse about himself.
Scara just wanted to get off at this point.
The blond tightened his grip around Scara's hips, pulling him ever so closer, as he gulped. He pressed his nose just into the other's bush of pubes, some weird thing he did often... Scara never questioned it.
He started slow, pressing his tongue flat against his boyfriends heat. Kazuha felt Scara's thighs tighten around his head, holding him in place as he fell back against the headboard.
Kazuha closed his eyes and let his tongue do the work. He remembered certains things that made Scara grind against his face and repeated them, doing his best to make it pleasurable.
He pressed a kiss to his clit, now an angry red. He found it cute how Scara's whole body turned red when they were intimate. He swirled the tip of his tongue around the nub as his fingers pressed just at his entrance.
Scara was already a mess at this point. He was pressed flat against the headboard, fingers curled into Kazuha's hair. He felt sweat bead under his knees and drip down his calves, his mouth open in a constant battle of gasps and moans; a struggle to keep quiet mixed in somewhere.
He gasped out curses as he felt two fingers press inside him, Kazuha's mouth now sucking on his swollen clit. He had never felt like this before, never felt this good, even with Kazuha and all his weird body-worship ways.
His hips lifted to press against his boyfriend's face, his thighs still tight around his head, a silent plea for more.
Kazuha's fingers press against a good place inside Scara and his legs clench. Somehow, simultaneously, his tongue also moves over an exceptionally sensitive spot of his clit.
He verbalizes this in a stream of stuttered "Kazuha"'s, pet names, and curses.
Kazuha takes the hint and continues doing as he does, despite feeling in both his fingers and tongue going numb. He could feel the slick drying on his face.
With a particularly hard grip of his hair, Scara clenches around Kazuha's fingers and throws his head back. He breathes heavily as he grinds his hips in a stutter, riding it out against his boyfriend's face and fingers.
After a few seconds of Kazuha staying in place, helping Scara to ride it out, he sits up. He doesn't immediately wipe his face, and he looks like he's in a daze as he uses his clean hand to pull Scara into a kiss.
He holds the back of Scara's head, letting his tongue delve into his open mouth, still coming down from the high.
When Kuni's arms weakly come up around his neck, Kazuha slowly pulls back and presses his forehead against his lovers.
"... You taste pretty good." Kazuha mumbled, his cheeks slightly pink, still catching his breath,
"Shut up... dumbass."