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There’s gum on the wall. Tachibana can feel the sticky residue against his sweat slick shoulder as Chitose presses him against the off white structure.
His legs are wrapped around Chitose’s waist and one arm around Chitose’s shoulders, his other hand clinging to the taller boy’s frizzy mass of hair. Tachibana worries one day that Chitose is just going to break under his weight, because while Chitose is taller then him he’s skinnier then a toothpick. “C’mon, c’mon, c’mon.” Chitose chants rhythmically with his thrusts, each hard syllable grunted out with a wet slap of skin on skin. The back of Tachibana’s head bangs against the wall. The neighbors gave up pounding on the walls half an hour ago.
“C’mon, fucking come,” Tachibana bites his bottom lip against a moan. Chitose is close is he’s starting to curse, and Tachibana’s been ready to pop for the past hour of their sticky lovemaking. “Come, Kippei, fucking, fucking come.” Chitose’s hips are snapping now, his breath panting raggedly into Tachibana’s hair. The edges of bleach blond tickle the tops of Tachibana’s ear, Tachibana’s head twitching because all of him is oversensitized now and every touch is like a brand and everything is leading up to bright orgasm, his breath catching in his throat as his muscles clench up. Seconds later Chitose loses control as well, both of them collapsing to the floor. There’s an audible crack when their toppled bodies hit the ground and Chitose gives a muffled laughed, rubbing at the back of his head.
“Ow.”
“C’mon, fucking come,” Tachibana bites his bottom lip against a moan. Chitose is close is he’s starting to curse, and Tachibana’s been ready to pop for the past hour of their sticky lovemaking. “Come, Kippei, fucking, fucking come.” Chitose’s hips are snapping now, his breath panting raggedly into Tachibana’s hair. The edges of bleach blond tickle the tops of Tachibana’s ear, Tachibana’s head twitching because all of him is oversensitized now and every touch is like a brand and everything is leading up to bright orgasm, his breath catching in his throat as his muscles clench up. Seconds later Chitose loses control as well, both of them collapsing to the floor. There’s an audible crack when their toppled bodies hit the ground and Chitose gives a muffled laughed, rubbing at the back of his head.
“Ow.”