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Koharu was nervous. Okay, so he wasn't nervous he was just… very excited, and a little scared, and maybe futilely wishing Yuuji was not such a prude. Though since they had almost made it to third base before they were 16 and Yuuji was really willing to make out just about anywhere Yuuji couldn't be considered a prude per se…
Koharu really wished Yuuji had not been quite so adamant about holding off marriage until they were 20. Yuuji had his reasons, he wanted to be sure Koharu would stay for one, and Yuuji wanted to be out of his parents house for another, but Koharu just wished Yuuji had let passion carry him off at some point and they could have just… done it.
Koharu gripped the edge of the sink and stared into the love hotel's mirror. This would have been easier if they had decided to do it at one of their apartments. Koharu had wanted it to be PERFECT though and while Koharu's new apartment was nice and all it was just so very new and Koharu did not want it to be spoiled with the memories of a bad experience in case he totally fucked up.
(There was a .5291% chance that Koharu wouldn't be able to get it in the right hole.)
Yuuji's apartment was… dingy. Smaller than a shoebox and it smelled of cabbage. Every once in a while a cockroach would skitter across the tatami, causing Yuuji to fumigate the apartment and keep bug spray by his bed for a month. The place had character, but the walls were paper thin and Yuuji's roommate Saeki was far too sexy a man for Koharu to allow him to see Yuuji post-orgasm. Koharu bet Yuuji looked super cute post orgasm.
"Koharu?" Yuuji knocked on the bathroom door. "You didn't drown in there did you?"
"No!" Koharu's voice cracked embarrassingly. "No. I'm just…" It was pointless to lie. Koharu unlocked the bathroom door and opened it. Yuuji was wearing a silky blue bathrobe, a bathrobe that Koharu remembered picking out for Yuuji last year. The robe was tied loosely, revealing an isosceles triangle of bare chest and the slightest glimpse of pale stomach. Koharu's mouth watered. "Totally and completely in love with you."
Yuuji hit Koharu in the shoulder, but he smiled. "Cheater. C'mon, the bed vibrates." Koharu swooped down and grabbed Yuuji, picking him up and making slow progress to the bed. "I can walk!"
The robe felt nice and slippery under Koharu's hands, and Yuuji, being nearly the same size and weight as Koharu, was heavy. "But I want to carry you!" Koharu whined, then dumped Yuuji in the center of the large blue bed. The entire room was blue, specially picked out by Koharu from internet pictures because it matched Yuuji's hair. "Yuuuuuuuuuuu-kun, don't you trust me?"
"Of course I tru-" Koharu dropped several yen into the bed's coin slot. Yuuji laughed when the bed started vibrating, grabbing Koharu and pulling him close. "I trust you with my virginity, Koharu."
"Yuuji." Koharu kissed Yuuji, kissed him and pulled Yuuji's headband off, unknotted Yuuji's robe. Yuuji gripped Koharu's bony hips and pulled Koharu's heart printed boxers down. They were a mess, they were messy, they were fast, furious, hard and soft, Koharu was lost in a haze, and Yuuji was lost in rapture.
Koharu blinked the lustful fog out of his eyes when he had Yuuji's ass in his hands, Yuuji's slicked up entrance winking enticingly at Koharu. Koharu winked back. "Are you ready, Yuu-kun?"
Yuuji was panting. They had pushed the pillows off to the side earlier, and Yuuji's hands were braced where the pillows had been. The blankets were tangled up by their feet, ready to be kicked off at any moment. "Of course I'm ready, Koharu."
Yuuji looked over his shoulder, his hair gracelessly falling into his eyes without a headband. "Take me."
Koharu really wished Yuuji had not been quite so adamant about holding off marriage until they were 20. Yuuji had his reasons, he wanted to be sure Koharu would stay for one, and Yuuji wanted to be out of his parents house for another, but Koharu just wished Yuuji had let passion carry him off at some point and they could have just… done it.
Koharu gripped the edge of the sink and stared into the love hotel's mirror. This would have been easier if they had decided to do it at one of their apartments. Koharu had wanted it to be PERFECT though and while Koharu's new apartment was nice and all it was just so very new and Koharu did not want it to be spoiled with the memories of a bad experience in case he totally fucked up.
(There was a .5291% chance that Koharu wouldn't be able to get it in the right hole.)
Yuuji's apartment was… dingy. Smaller than a shoebox and it smelled of cabbage. Every once in a while a cockroach would skitter across the tatami, causing Yuuji to fumigate the apartment and keep bug spray by his bed for a month. The place had character, but the walls were paper thin and Yuuji's roommate Saeki was far too sexy a man for Koharu to allow him to see Yuuji post-orgasm. Koharu bet Yuuji looked super cute post orgasm.
"Koharu?" Yuuji knocked on the bathroom door. "You didn't drown in there did you?"
"No!" Koharu's voice cracked embarrassingly. "No. I'm just…" It was pointless to lie. Koharu unlocked the bathroom door and opened it. Yuuji was wearing a silky blue bathrobe, a bathrobe that Koharu remembered picking out for Yuuji last year. The robe was tied loosely, revealing an isosceles triangle of bare chest and the slightest glimpse of pale stomach. Koharu's mouth watered. "Totally and completely in love with you."
Yuuji hit Koharu in the shoulder, but he smiled. "Cheater. C'mon, the bed vibrates." Koharu swooped down and grabbed Yuuji, picking him up and making slow progress to the bed. "I can walk!"
The robe felt nice and slippery under Koharu's hands, and Yuuji, being nearly the same size and weight as Koharu, was heavy. "But I want to carry you!" Koharu whined, then dumped Yuuji in the center of the large blue bed. The entire room was blue, specially picked out by Koharu from internet pictures because it matched Yuuji's hair. "Yuuuuuuuuuuu-kun, don't you trust me?"
"Of course I tru-" Koharu dropped several yen into the bed's coin slot. Yuuji laughed when the bed started vibrating, grabbing Koharu and pulling him close. "I trust you with my virginity, Koharu."
"Yuuji." Koharu kissed Yuuji, kissed him and pulled Yuuji's headband off, unknotted Yuuji's robe. Yuuji gripped Koharu's bony hips and pulled Koharu's heart printed boxers down. They were a mess, they were messy, they were fast, furious, hard and soft, Koharu was lost in a haze, and Yuuji was lost in rapture.
Koharu blinked the lustful fog out of his eyes when he had Yuuji's ass in his hands, Yuuji's slicked up entrance winking enticingly at Koharu. Koharu winked back. "Are you ready, Yuu-kun?"
Yuuji was panting. They had pushed the pillows off to the side earlier, and Yuuji's hands were braced where the pillows had been. The blankets were tangled up by their feet, ready to be kicked off at any moment. "Of course I'm ready, Koharu."
Yuuji looked over his shoulder, his hair gracelessly falling into his eyes without a headband. "Take me."