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“You’re back!” Mafuyu followed Kedama onto the couch and threw himself over Uenoyama with a fwump, not noticing that he was half asleep.
Ue grunted as he felt wet paws and then an entire human body tackle him. He twisted around to see Kedama panting and Mafuyu’s flushed face looming behind him. “Ah, Mafuyu, welcome home. My bad, I was a bit sleepy.”
Without warning, Mafuyu took him in a death grip of a hug and squeezed to his heart’s content. He’d carefully arranged an arm around Kedama to include him but also not crush his tiny body — the dog’s tail was wagging something fierce.
“Don’t! I’m telling you I’m sleepy!” Uenoyama griped. Barely able to breathe through the hug and the weight of Mafuyu’s body, he still managed to get a whiff of something strong. Whiskey?
“By the way, you smell like alcohol! Were you drinking?!”
Mafuyu sat up, still straddling him, to let Kedama wiggle free. Then he leaned in close again and giggled. Ue screwed up his face in a vaguely annoyed grimace.
“Welcome home,” Mafuyu murmured, his face softening.
Ue’s eyes widened as he caught the familiar, dangerous look on his partner’s face. “No, I’m not doing it, so…um, Mafuyu?”
Mafuyu seemed to have other ideas and was already taking off his coat. Ue’s grimace deepened, but a blush crept across his face as Mafuyu ran a hand up his chest.
Mafuyu smirked, knowing Uenoyama couldn’t resist the temptation — especially considering there was a hand already inching up his shirt. He leaned in and pressed a kiss to Ue’s parted lips.
Ue gulped and his own desire roared to life. In one smooth, quick motion, he caught Mafuyu’s slimmer frame in his arms and flipped them over.
“Shit,” he muttered. That was all it took for his stubbornness to collapse and his sleepiness to dissolve in the wake of Mafuyu’s — admittedly quite simple — seduction. This man really did get anything he wanted.
Now hovering over him and between his legs, Uenoyama crashed his lips against Mafuyu’s. He felt hands in his hair and legs wrapping around him, pulling him closer. He’d missed Mafuyu more than his pride would let him admit, but he was content to let physicality do the talking for him this time.
Mafuyu hummed, satisfied he’d successfully tempted Uenoyama yet again. He nibbled at Ue’s bottom lip and pulled it through his teeth. It was fun to get him so riled up.
Ue sighed loudly through his nose and then dove for Mafuyu’s neck to suck at the hollow of his collar bone, pulling his shirt aside for access. He was careful not to leave any marks where they might be visible later — grown adults couldn’t be wandering around photo shoots and press appearances with hickies in plain sight.
Mafuyu moaned quietly and tightened his legs around Ue’s hips. He took the hint and gladly pressed himself closer as he licked back up his neck and slipped his tongue into Mafuyu’s mouth. He tasted like whiskey and yakiniku.
Mafuyu seemed needy tonight; he leaned up into the kiss and gripped the hair in his hands a little tighter. Ue matched his intensity and started to grind into him. Mafuyu gasped and Ue took the opportunity to plunge his tongue further into the mouth he had missed so much. Their teeth clashed for a moment when Mafuyu bucked his hips up.
Then Uenoyama reached a hand down and slid his fingers under the waistband of Mafuyu’s jeans; they grazed the tip of his dick through his boxer briefs and Mafuyu whined. Ue broke the kiss, popped the button with one hand, and ever so slowly caressed his prize. He may have been baited and tempted into this, but he could enjoy stoking Mafuyu’s fire with some teasing in return.
In fact, he was squirming beneath him, aching for more contact. Uenoyama had deliberately cut the pace to a crawl and it left Mafuyu feeling desperate and even needier. He gripped his partner’s jacket and tried to pull it off him.
Ue withdrew his hand and sat up to take it off; Mafuyu didn’t miss a beat and grabbed the hem of the now-exposed black turtleneck and tugged it up over his head. Ue smirked at Mafuyu’s rush; it was funny how susceptible he was to the slightest teasing when he was such a tease himself.
It had been ages since they had fooled around on a couch like teenagers, and it was far more cramped and inconvenient than they remembered. Impatient now, Mafuyu swung his leg around to get up and then pulled Uenoyama to his bedroom, the discarded clothing scattered around their living room.
Once they shut the door, Ue took his chance to finish getting Mafuyu’s pants off. He crowded him to the bed, undid the zipper and pushed them down in what felt like a single breath.
Mafuyu grabbed Uenoyama’s face to pull him into a kiss and down onto the bed with him at the same time. It wasn’t a long fall, but Ue caught them with his forearms before they were at risk of bruised lips and a ruined mood.
He broke from Mafuyu’s frantic kisses to peel off his boxer briefs. As he was about to wet his fingers, though, a thought occurred to him. He shifted down on the bed — painfully aware that his own pants were still on — and settled his face between Mafuyu’s thighs. He ran his tongue all the way down from the tip, around the balls, and then glanced up to check Mafuyu’s reaction as he went further down than usual.
Mafuyu, who had been squirming again, stilled and locked onto the piercing blue eyes that were quickly disappearing from view. Ue slowed as he approached his destination — Mafuyu hadn’t objected, and that heavy-lidded gaze seemed to be urging him onward. So onward he went.
He slid his hands under Mafuyu’s hips and tilted them forward for a better angle, then resumed his experiment. He tentatively swirled his tongue around Mafuyu’s hole, unsure of what exactly he should be doing. Mafuyu hissed and ran his hand through Ue’s hair.
Despite being entirely uncertain of any technique, he pointed his tongue and pushed it in. Mafuyu gasped as the new sensation shot a shiver through the length of his entire body — coursing down through his toes and back up to prickle across his scalp like an electric current. Why hadn’t they tried this before?
Ritsuka thought he knew every aspect of this part of Mafuyu, but even 10 years later, here he was, learning something entirely new — and positively filthy — about them both; it made him so hard it almost hurt. He felt Mafuyu’s legs trembling above him and ran a hand along one to give a reassuring squeeze as he alternated between a flat and pointed tongue, tracing wet shapes as best he could. If Mafuyu was enjoying it, he’d keep going until he couldn’t contain himself anymore.
Which, seeing as he’d been on tour with syh, was not as long as he might have preferred. He also quickly found that despite many years of experience with his tongue elsewhere, this was not exactly equivalent — and he desperately needed out of his pants.
When he raised his head, he found that Mafuyu was panting and his face now matched his hair. He brought his wandering hand back and found that his finger slipped in as easily as if he’d wet it directly. Mafuyu inhaled sharply as Ue added a second in quick succession.
“Now who’s impatient, Ritsuka?” Mafuyu commented through heavy breaths.
Ue raised an eyebrow and pressed his fingers against Mafuyu’s sensitive spot in reply — who bit his lip and moaned — before pulling back to escape the straight jacket his pants had become. Mafuyu whined and, when he realized why Ue had stopped, leaned up on his elbows to watch. He had to flip his bangs out of his eyes; they were a tangled mess already.
Ritsuka couldn’t help but sigh in relief as he finally stripped down. Then he caught a full view of Mafuyu — flushed, panting, and dripping — and that sigh turned into a needy groan.
“Turn around,” he said, surprising himself with both the demand and his husky voice. Mafuyu smirked at him with a playful huff before complying. But nothing if not a tease, he swayed his hips in the air as Uenoyama went for the lube.
Ritsuka crawled back on the bed, rose to his knees behind Mafuyu, and grabbed those teasing hips to press himself inside. He tipped his head back and moaned as he slid all the way in. Mafuyu’s sigh grew to a matching moan when Ritsuka’s hips met his pelvis. Desperate now, he leaned back into his partner, begging him to move.
He did not need to ask twice — Ritsuka happily obliged him. He tightened his grip, pulled nearly all the way out, and then slammed back in to kick off a brutal pace that left Mafuyu seeing stars. He fell to his elbows, grunting with every deep thrust, and then his shoulders gave out and he was face down, his back arching into Ritsuka’s thunderous pace.
A rush of affection washed over him and Uenoyama dialed back just enough to run a hand down Mafuyu’s spine, leaning over to press his forehead to that mop of red hair. He really had missed him. He hoped his touch conveyed that where his words often failed him.
“Mm, Ritsuka.” Mafuyu’s half-muffled voice was high and dripping with lust-tinged honey. It reignited that burning need in Uenoyama and he found himself just as desperate as Mafuyu sounded. He scooped him up — one hand around his torso and one at his shoulders — and pulled him upright. Mafuyu caught his drift and gave them a push but was soon rendered useless as Ritsuka renewed his speed and bit down where Mafuyu’s shoulder met his neck.
Mafuyu whimpered, and as Ue kept up his aggressive pace, it escalated to a strangled cry as his body tensed and his soul caught fire from the heat of his release. Ritsuka let out a desperate, wordless sound as that fire engulfed him, too.
Mafuyu fell back to all fours as Ue relaxed his hold and leaned forward to catch his breath for a moment before carefully pulling out. Still panting, Mafuyu melted into the sheets — strategically avoiding the mess. Uenoyama sat back and then dramatically collapsed on his side next to him, exhausted.
The only sound in the room was their ragged breaths as their chests heaved and their heart rates slowly came down.
A contented sigh broke the silence, and then, “I missed you, Uenoyama-kun.” Mafuyu turned his head to smile at him.
Uenoyama reached out to pat his head in silent agreement. As he did so, he remembered the Steiff teddy bear he’d bought that morning — yesterday? Time zones were weird.
He dragged himself out of bed to grab it and clean-up supplies. When he returned and flopped down to help Mafuyu clean up, he noticed how stretched his shirt collar was. He scoffed at himself internally — he’d never even gotten the man’s shirt off!
Significantly less sticky now, Mafuyu rolled over, sat up, and sighed happily again. Ue placed the teddy bear in his lap without a word.
Startled, Mafuyu picked it up, eyes shining with delight. “Waah! What is this?” He may as well have sprouted flowers. “From Germany. A souvenir?”
Uenoyama loved when he sparkled like that, even though he, again, wouldn’t admit it. “For Kedama, Kedama,” he insisted.
“Thanks! It’s so cute.” Mafuyu smiled and just kept sparkling. He was used to Ue’s silly pretenses after all these years.
“It’s for Kedama, Kedama!” When Mafuyu ignored him again, he rolled over and scowled through a blush, distinctly aware that Mafuyu had seen right through him. “What the hell…”
He quickly changed the subject. “It was only for a little while, but I’m so worn out.”
Mafuyu looked down at him like he was the only man in the world, happy to help him decompress from extended time away spent with Hiiragi and Shizusumi. He really was too busy for his own good.