[HinaYasu] Battles
Title : Battles
Pairing : Hina/Shota.
Rating : NC-17. bordering pwp.
Genre : Smut / humour / more smut.
Takes place : July 2007. (during the 47 tour)
NB : We wrote this one out of pure boredom -- and also because we were agreeing on the fact that the world needed more HinaYasu. I love HinaYasu, don't you? Anyway. Enjoy! ♥
Shota woke up hitting his forehead on the bus window.
He mumbled something to himself, frowning, and massaged the hurt spot lightly before glancing outside. The landscape was changing quickly, the buildings turning to small houses, the houses turning to grass and trees. They were already on the road, going to another town. He looked to his side, and saw that Subaru was sound asleep. He smiled and caressed his cheek gently. The older one didn't move. By the snores he was hearing, he concluded that the other members were sleeping too.
- I hope it doesn't get red and swollen, he murmured, looking at himself with his pocket mirror. We have a concert tomorrow...
That’s when he met a pair of intense eyes in the mirror.
Shingo would have liked to sleep.
He wanted to.
Yet he couldn't.
Why, you ask? Maru, he'd answer. The band's bassist was nearly sprawled over both seats, mumbling in his sleep and moving non-stop, and, in the end, Hina couldn't sleep at all. Sighing, he checked that everybody was alright - mother of the team, always - and ended up watching the landscape, cursing his bad luck. Oh well, he'd sleep more tonight.
Until he heard someone mumbling in front of him. Slightly frowning - what, someone isn't sleeping? - he checked in the other seats.
Tacchon : snoring, Yoko : same thing, Ryo : mumbling in his sleep, Subaru : sleeping like a log, Shota : ...
The boy was looking at him via a pocket mirror before turning to face him with a wide smile.
- Shin-chan, you're awake!
- Yeah. And you, not sleeping? You should, you know.
- I was, Shota answered, facing Maru's sprawled body all over Hina. But the bus had to brake suddenly and my head went straight to the window, he continued, still massaging the spot.
He felt it was getting a bit swollen by now.
- I wonder if it's gonna be okay. I don't want to perform tomorrow with bandages on my forehead. Is it by any chances getting red or purple or whatever? he finally asked.
Shingo frowned as he watched Shota's forehead. Well, that was already pretty red. He seemed to have hit his head pretty hard. Seeing Hina's worried face, the blond boy immediately got up and managed to dodge Subaru, before going to the isle.
- I'm grabbing the first-aid kit...
Sighing, the older one pushed Maru aside and followed Shota.
- How the hell did you manage to hurt yourself like that anyway? Were you sleeping face against the window?
Not really waiting the boy's reply, he snagged the first aid kit and searched into it.
- Well, at least I'm not the only one awake, that's good. Well, I mean, if you wanna sleep, I don't mind, but...
Uh, okay, better shut up. But Shota didn't seem to care about that at all anyway.
- There, Shingo finally said, grabbing a small tube, let's put this.
He didn't know though why he felt himself blush at the bright smile his bandmate offered then.
But Shota, oblivious, just sighed briefly and held his blond hair up. Soon he felt Hina's fingers pressed on his forehead, the cold medicine coating his injure.
- I don't know how it happened, he said, absent-mindly. But when I woke up, it was done. I'm sorry, I don't want to cause any trouble! The staffs are gonna scold me when they find out!
He closed his eyes when Hina moved a step closer, blowing so that the medicine would dry quickly. He shivered, with no apparent reason, and opened his eyes, just in time to see Hina putting away the kit.
- So. Wanna sleep, or play cards, or...
He was abruptly interrupted by another sudden break, and felt himself sinking onto his back on two empty seats, almost hitting his head again. But he couldn't think about that at that very moment - because, well, Hina had fallen on top of him.
- Nandeyanen, Shingo growled, feeling something writhing under him.
He was just up and putting the kit back in its place, when the bus' driver braked too strongly, and now…
Oh. Was that Yasu, this close to him?
- Are you okay? he asked, feeling a bit worried - Shota apparently couldn't help but hit himself today - but then he realized that he was totally on him, and, er...
Okay, Hina knew that the younger man was very cute, he always knew that, but... Suddenly he didn't feel like moving, at all. He was good where he was.
- You're pretty, he said out of nowhere.
His hand ran by itself up to Shota's forehead, checking that he was okay, but then it stayed there, caressing softly at his cheek.
- So pretty...
Before he knew what he was doing, he had leaned down and his lips were on Shota's own.
The little one blinked. Woah, where the hell is that coming from, his mind was trying to ask him, but he didn't seem to care, at all. He was feeling Hina's body against his, and he was a bit heavy, true, but he saw no problems with that. Plus, it had been some time since he last kissed someone - at least someone this... manly. He didn't even had any time to close his eyes, though, when he felt Hina's mouth going away. He looked at the older man's face, who seemed to be concerned, even mumbling something that sounded like "I'm sorry", and just smiled before putting his right hand on the back of Shingo's neck
- Okay, Yasu whispered, training is over. Why don't we do it again, for real this time?
He pushed Hina's face down again and locked their lips together, his tongue going out and meeting Hina's almost immediately.
His mouth had literally gotten assaulted, but Hina wasn't going to complain. Anyway, everybody was sleeping, and Shota seemed willing, therefore there were no problems. It was too long since the last time he had any interesting physical encounter, and his libido was calling for help. Might as well enjoy the moment then. So he kissed the little man back, chasing his tongue with his own, his hands automatically running under the boy's t-shirt. Gosh, it was true that Yasu was as well-built as he was. He could feel the muscles under his fingers, and this was nice. Growing impatient though, he started to nip at Shota's jaw, and his neck, while deciding that those flashy pants weren't going to stay there. Might as well undo the belt, and, while we're at it, let's open those buttons.
- I want you, he whispered against his friend's neck. And I want you now.
Shingo's hands felt too good on his skin, Shota thought. His body was so damn perfect, everything in its place.
- We can't, he replied, between sighs, we can't take our clothes off, Shin-chan. What if someone wakes up? What if someone comes here?
But Shingo wasn't considering stopping now - Yasu could feel Hina's member getting rigid against his legs - and he was already starting to feel needy too. He totally gave up when he felt Hina's soft bite on his earlobe, his hands already inside his pants.
- Wow, you got rid of my belt so fast, he said, giggling and running his fingers along the other's back. If we do it quickly, no one will notice, I guess.
Growling, Shingo stopped his moves for a second, and looked straight in Shota's eyes.
- You stop being a pussy, now. I want you, and as we can't afford the others waking up, I suggest you stay silent while I fuck you senseless. Deal?
Not that he would let the other one reply, because he was already kissing him again, trying to move them both so he would be sitting with Shota on his lap. When he managed to finally do that, he turned the little man so he was back against his chest, and started licking and biting at his neck, his hands still busy stroking him. He was so turned on that he couldn't wait, and the thought of the others waking up and seeing them was actually making him even more excited. So he didn't waste anytime pushing pants and underwear down Shota's legs, before fumbling with his own belt.
Shota moaned, moving his right hand so it would stay together with Hina's, stroking himself smoothly and slow. The older man's caresses were making his skin burn, and he liked that.
- I was worried about my forehead, he giggled as he felt Hina nipping at his skin, and now you're all for leaving marks on my neck. Where are your Kanjani8 worries now, Murakami-san?
He tilted his head back so that he could kiss Hina on the lips again. At the same time he felt his hardness against his butt, finally freed from all that useless fabric. It was rubbing slightly because of the bus in movement.
- Hmm, big, he said, resuming his previous position. I guess I can be quiet, Murakami-san. But, can you?
He moved his ass backwards.
- Let's see if you want me that much.
As an answer, Hina growled and bit in Shota's shoulder. Well, Shota had a point; the friction on his member too good for him and all his teasing was making him even more eager. But this was too much, the boy was going too far, he'll see who was leading here.
- That's it, he whispered in his ear, play the strong one while you can…
As he was speaking he put his fingers in front of Shota's mouth and smirked.
- But for now, we'll have to hurry a bit. And as we don't have any lube, you'd better suck and lick good.
Shota did so, and Hina wasted no time finding his ass and probing at it, before slowly putting his fingers inside. It was tight and good, and he felt like coming on the spot, but first he had to show Yasu who wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut.
Hina definitely knew what he was doing, his fingers stroking inside just the right way. Shota bit his lips - he wasn't speaking, he wasn't moaning, nothing. The world went white when Shingo found his pleasure spot, and Shota felt like collapsing - but instead, he reached for Shingo's other hand and bit it, preventing himself from screaming. He heard a hiss from behind, but didn't care that much. Neither did Hina - he seemed to be enjoying the biting session after all, if his low growls were of any indication.
- I'm ready, he said, panting a little and rocking his hips against Hina's fingers. Fuck me now Murakami-san, and we'll see who's winning this match.
- You'll see, the tsukkomi chuckled before taking hold of his cock and making Shota move so he would sit on it.
Though he definitely got surprised, because the younger man sat in one swift motion, kicking the air out of Hina's lungs by his tightness. In the same time, he felt Shota biting at his hand, and wow, he liked that. Waiting a bit for them both to be ready - and well, he wasn't this mean as to move without Yasu used to the feeling - he then started to rock slowly, using the bus moves to make his hips flow against Shota's own, going deep and hard, one of his hands reaching down to caress teasingly at Shota's hard-on, while his other hand was by now covered in bite marks.
- There, I'll find another use for that sweet mouth of yours, he said, putting his fingers back into Shota's mouth. Suck, and don't be shy, he growled, making his point by giving a particularly strong thrust.
The boy held his hand and immediately put his mouth around both index and middle fingers, closing his eyes and sucking eagerly. His hips were rocking against Hina's own, taking his erection deeper and deeper; he was feeling so full and the pace wasn't constant, because of the bus balance. The right strokes were always unexpected, and he was enjoying it too much. A hole in the road, ouch - Shota went up and down again, feeling Hina even deeper inside him. He leaned his back against Shingo's chest, pinning him to the seat and rolling his tongue around his fingers at the same time. The strokes got more vigorous. He was getting close, and all he could hear was Hina's breath on his neck.
About what was happening to the front seat when he came? He didn't care about that, at all.
Hina was close, so close, and yet the irregular moves of the bus were breaking his peaks, and the need was starting to get too strong. Shota's tongue around his fingers was making him dizzy, the boy not giving in and trying his hardest to show that he was still in control. This was arousing, because after all Shota was more a S guy than a M, right?
- Come on, he whispered, his mind too blurry to process anything that would be happening around him, fuck yourself on my cock, go ahead... You don't know how much I would like the others to wake up now, and see you coming from me taking you, gosh, it would be so hot, Sho-chan...
He kept on talking nonsense, trying his best to keep quiet, but then Shota bit lightly on his fingers, and a little jump of the vehicle made him go deeper, not to mention Shota's ass tightening around him - and everything went white as he came hard, his hips moving frantically from their own will, his teeth in his friends shoulder, a low growl coming from his mouth, but quiet enough so Shota would be the only one to hear.
Shota felt so hot hearing Hina's words. What if people woke up and saw them? He didn't give a shit - maybe they would enjoy the view, at least some of them. When Hina's seed filled him up after the bounce, he realized he didn't need any extra help - though the hand was nice, thank you - and he came on Hina's fingers, his ass clamping around his member, his whole body trembling, his toes curling inside his shoes, his mind empty from all thoughts. And his mouth finally giving in and moaning, quietly, but still characteristic - Hina's fingers were still inside after all. Shota stayed on the older man's laps for a few moments afterwards, his length still inside, his arms embracing him, their breaths calming down.
- You made noises, he said, smiling, after a while. But I did so too.
He rolled to the next seat, exhausted, and zipped his pants up again - what he was going to do with that sticky mess, he'd think about it later. He looked back at Hina and kissed him again.
- I believe this is a tie? When are we deciding the winner, then?
Humming calmly, Hina watched with heavy lidded eyes as Shota was crawling out of his lap, before looking at his semen-coated fingers. He licked it up, trying not to care about the taste - it wasn't this bad, but well it wasn't this great either - and finally zipped himself up again - and gosh a shower would be needed right now, really. That, or a good nap. Oh yeah, a nap.
- We'll decide this later, if you agree, because suddenly I really wanna sleep.
Because, if the sweat on both their skins weren't a good indicator enough, they had their full on dose of sport for today, thank you very much. Reaching out, he caressed Shota's cheeks, checking in the same time that the marks on his neck weren't this bad, and kissed him softly.
- Nap now, yeah?
- Hmm, yeah. I guess I can sleep now, Shota said, cuddling against Hina's body.
He looked at Hina's hand, full of his bite marks, and kissed softly the spots.
- Poor you. I'm sorry. Next time, I promise to show you some other stuff I can do with my mouth, okay?
Hina smiled.
- Okay, sounds good... I'll show you too...
Kissing Shota's head, he closed his eyes, hugging the little man, and soon enough fell asleep, feeling Shota dozing off too. Finally, they just needed a bit of activity.
.OWARI.
******
We have a thing for Hina in vehicles, really.
Pairing : Hina/Shota.
Rating : NC-17. bordering pwp.
Genre : Smut / humour / more smut.
Takes place : July 2007. (during the 47 tour)
NB : We wrote this one out of pure boredom -- and also because we were agreeing on the fact that the world needed more HinaYasu. I love HinaYasu, don't you? Anyway. Enjoy! ♥
Shota woke up hitting his forehead on the bus window.
He mumbled something to himself, frowning, and massaged the hurt spot lightly before glancing outside. The landscape was changing quickly, the buildings turning to small houses, the houses turning to grass and trees. They were already on the road, going to another town. He looked to his side, and saw that Subaru was sound asleep. He smiled and caressed his cheek gently. The older one didn't move. By the snores he was hearing, he concluded that the other members were sleeping too.
- I hope it doesn't get red and swollen, he murmured, looking at himself with his pocket mirror. We have a concert tomorrow...
That’s when he met a pair of intense eyes in the mirror.
Shingo would have liked to sleep.
He wanted to.
Yet he couldn't.
Why, you ask? Maru, he'd answer. The band's bassist was nearly sprawled over both seats, mumbling in his sleep and moving non-stop, and, in the end, Hina couldn't sleep at all. Sighing, he checked that everybody was alright - mother of the team, always - and ended up watching the landscape, cursing his bad luck. Oh well, he'd sleep more tonight.
Until he heard someone mumbling in front of him. Slightly frowning - what, someone isn't sleeping? - he checked in the other seats.
Tacchon : snoring, Yoko : same thing, Ryo : mumbling in his sleep, Subaru : sleeping like a log, Shota : ...
The boy was looking at him via a pocket mirror before turning to face him with a wide smile.
- Shin-chan, you're awake!
- Yeah. And you, not sleeping? You should, you know.
- I was, Shota answered, facing Maru's sprawled body all over Hina. But the bus had to brake suddenly and my head went straight to the window, he continued, still massaging the spot.
He felt it was getting a bit swollen by now.
- I wonder if it's gonna be okay. I don't want to perform tomorrow with bandages on my forehead. Is it by any chances getting red or purple or whatever? he finally asked.
Shingo frowned as he watched Shota's forehead. Well, that was already pretty red. He seemed to have hit his head pretty hard. Seeing Hina's worried face, the blond boy immediately got up and managed to dodge Subaru, before going to the isle.
- I'm grabbing the first-aid kit...
Sighing, the older one pushed Maru aside and followed Shota.
- How the hell did you manage to hurt yourself like that anyway? Were you sleeping face against the window?
Not really waiting the boy's reply, he snagged the first aid kit and searched into it.
- Well, at least I'm not the only one awake, that's good. Well, I mean, if you wanna sleep, I don't mind, but...
Uh, okay, better shut up. But Shota didn't seem to care about that at all anyway.
- There, Shingo finally said, grabbing a small tube, let's put this.
He didn't know though why he felt himself blush at the bright smile his bandmate offered then.
But Shota, oblivious, just sighed briefly and held his blond hair up. Soon he felt Hina's fingers pressed on his forehead, the cold medicine coating his injure.
- I don't know how it happened, he said, absent-mindly. But when I woke up, it was done. I'm sorry, I don't want to cause any trouble! The staffs are gonna scold me when they find out!
He closed his eyes when Hina moved a step closer, blowing so that the medicine would dry quickly. He shivered, with no apparent reason, and opened his eyes, just in time to see Hina putting away the kit.
- So. Wanna sleep, or play cards, or...
He was abruptly interrupted by another sudden break, and felt himself sinking onto his back on two empty seats, almost hitting his head again. But he couldn't think about that at that very moment - because, well, Hina had fallen on top of him.
- Nandeyanen, Shingo growled, feeling something writhing under him.
He was just up and putting the kit back in its place, when the bus' driver braked too strongly, and now…
Oh. Was that Yasu, this close to him?
- Are you okay? he asked, feeling a bit worried - Shota apparently couldn't help but hit himself today - but then he realized that he was totally on him, and, er...
Okay, Hina knew that the younger man was very cute, he always knew that, but... Suddenly he didn't feel like moving, at all. He was good where he was.
- You're pretty, he said out of nowhere.
His hand ran by itself up to Shota's forehead, checking that he was okay, but then it stayed there, caressing softly at his cheek.
- So pretty...
Before he knew what he was doing, he had leaned down and his lips were on Shota's own.
The little one blinked. Woah, where the hell is that coming from, his mind was trying to ask him, but he didn't seem to care, at all. He was feeling Hina's body against his, and he was a bit heavy, true, but he saw no problems with that. Plus, it had been some time since he last kissed someone - at least someone this... manly. He didn't even had any time to close his eyes, though, when he felt Hina's mouth going away. He looked at the older man's face, who seemed to be concerned, even mumbling something that sounded like "I'm sorry", and just smiled before putting his right hand on the back of Shingo's neck
- Okay, Yasu whispered, training is over. Why don't we do it again, for real this time?
He pushed Hina's face down again and locked their lips together, his tongue going out and meeting Hina's almost immediately.
His mouth had literally gotten assaulted, but Hina wasn't going to complain. Anyway, everybody was sleeping, and Shota seemed willing, therefore there were no problems. It was too long since the last time he had any interesting physical encounter, and his libido was calling for help. Might as well enjoy the moment then. So he kissed the little man back, chasing his tongue with his own, his hands automatically running under the boy's t-shirt. Gosh, it was true that Yasu was as well-built as he was. He could feel the muscles under his fingers, and this was nice. Growing impatient though, he started to nip at Shota's jaw, and his neck, while deciding that those flashy pants weren't going to stay there. Might as well undo the belt, and, while we're at it, let's open those buttons.
- I want you, he whispered against his friend's neck. And I want you now.
Shingo's hands felt too good on his skin, Shota thought. His body was so damn perfect, everything in its place.
- We can't, he replied, between sighs, we can't take our clothes off, Shin-chan. What if someone wakes up? What if someone comes here?
But Shingo wasn't considering stopping now - Yasu could feel Hina's member getting rigid against his legs - and he was already starting to feel needy too. He totally gave up when he felt Hina's soft bite on his earlobe, his hands already inside his pants.
- Wow, you got rid of my belt so fast, he said, giggling and running his fingers along the other's back. If we do it quickly, no one will notice, I guess.
Growling, Shingo stopped his moves for a second, and looked straight in Shota's eyes.
- You stop being a pussy, now. I want you, and as we can't afford the others waking up, I suggest you stay silent while I fuck you senseless. Deal?
Not that he would let the other one reply, because he was already kissing him again, trying to move them both so he would be sitting with Shota on his lap. When he managed to finally do that, he turned the little man so he was back against his chest, and started licking and biting at his neck, his hands still busy stroking him. He was so turned on that he couldn't wait, and the thought of the others waking up and seeing them was actually making him even more excited. So he didn't waste anytime pushing pants and underwear down Shota's legs, before fumbling with his own belt.
Shota moaned, moving his right hand so it would stay together with Hina's, stroking himself smoothly and slow. The older man's caresses were making his skin burn, and he liked that.
- I was worried about my forehead, he giggled as he felt Hina nipping at his skin, and now you're all for leaving marks on my neck. Where are your Kanjani8 worries now, Murakami-san?
He tilted his head back so that he could kiss Hina on the lips again. At the same time he felt his hardness against his butt, finally freed from all that useless fabric. It was rubbing slightly because of the bus in movement.
- Hmm, big, he said, resuming his previous position. I guess I can be quiet, Murakami-san. But, can you?
He moved his ass backwards.
- Let's see if you want me that much.
As an answer, Hina growled and bit in Shota's shoulder. Well, Shota had a point; the friction on his member too good for him and all his teasing was making him even more eager. But this was too much, the boy was going too far, he'll see who was leading here.
- That's it, he whispered in his ear, play the strong one while you can…
As he was speaking he put his fingers in front of Shota's mouth and smirked.
- But for now, we'll have to hurry a bit. And as we don't have any lube, you'd better suck and lick good.
Shota did so, and Hina wasted no time finding his ass and probing at it, before slowly putting his fingers inside. It was tight and good, and he felt like coming on the spot, but first he had to show Yasu who wouldn't be able to keep his mouth shut.
Hina definitely knew what he was doing, his fingers stroking inside just the right way. Shota bit his lips - he wasn't speaking, he wasn't moaning, nothing. The world went white when Shingo found his pleasure spot, and Shota felt like collapsing - but instead, he reached for Shingo's other hand and bit it, preventing himself from screaming. He heard a hiss from behind, but didn't care that much. Neither did Hina - he seemed to be enjoying the biting session after all, if his low growls were of any indication.
- I'm ready, he said, panting a little and rocking his hips against Hina's fingers. Fuck me now Murakami-san, and we'll see who's winning this match.
- You'll see, the tsukkomi chuckled before taking hold of his cock and making Shota move so he would sit on it.
Though he definitely got surprised, because the younger man sat in one swift motion, kicking the air out of Hina's lungs by his tightness. In the same time, he felt Shota biting at his hand, and wow, he liked that. Waiting a bit for them both to be ready - and well, he wasn't this mean as to move without Yasu used to the feeling - he then started to rock slowly, using the bus moves to make his hips flow against Shota's own, going deep and hard, one of his hands reaching down to caress teasingly at Shota's hard-on, while his other hand was by now covered in bite marks.
- There, I'll find another use for that sweet mouth of yours, he said, putting his fingers back into Shota's mouth. Suck, and don't be shy, he growled, making his point by giving a particularly strong thrust.
The boy held his hand and immediately put his mouth around both index and middle fingers, closing his eyes and sucking eagerly. His hips were rocking against Hina's own, taking his erection deeper and deeper; he was feeling so full and the pace wasn't constant, because of the bus balance. The right strokes were always unexpected, and he was enjoying it too much. A hole in the road, ouch - Shota went up and down again, feeling Hina even deeper inside him. He leaned his back against Shingo's chest, pinning him to the seat and rolling his tongue around his fingers at the same time. The strokes got more vigorous. He was getting close, and all he could hear was Hina's breath on his neck.
About what was happening to the front seat when he came? He didn't care about that, at all.
Hina was close, so close, and yet the irregular moves of the bus were breaking his peaks, and the need was starting to get too strong. Shota's tongue around his fingers was making him dizzy, the boy not giving in and trying his hardest to show that he was still in control. This was arousing, because after all Shota was more a S guy than a M, right?
- Come on, he whispered, his mind too blurry to process anything that would be happening around him, fuck yourself on my cock, go ahead... You don't know how much I would like the others to wake up now, and see you coming from me taking you, gosh, it would be so hot, Sho-chan...
He kept on talking nonsense, trying his best to keep quiet, but then Shota bit lightly on his fingers, and a little jump of the vehicle made him go deeper, not to mention Shota's ass tightening around him - and everything went white as he came hard, his hips moving frantically from their own will, his teeth in his friends shoulder, a low growl coming from his mouth, but quiet enough so Shota would be the only one to hear.
Shota felt so hot hearing Hina's words. What if people woke up and saw them? He didn't give a shit - maybe they would enjoy the view, at least some of them. When Hina's seed filled him up after the bounce, he realized he didn't need any extra help - though the hand was nice, thank you - and he came on Hina's fingers, his ass clamping around his member, his whole body trembling, his toes curling inside his shoes, his mind empty from all thoughts. And his mouth finally giving in and moaning, quietly, but still characteristic - Hina's fingers were still inside after all. Shota stayed on the older man's laps for a few moments afterwards, his length still inside, his arms embracing him, their breaths calming down.
- You made noises, he said, smiling, after a while. But I did so too.
He rolled to the next seat, exhausted, and zipped his pants up again - what he was going to do with that sticky mess, he'd think about it later. He looked back at Hina and kissed him again.
- I believe this is a tie? When are we deciding the winner, then?
Humming calmly, Hina watched with heavy lidded eyes as Shota was crawling out of his lap, before looking at his semen-coated fingers. He licked it up, trying not to care about the taste - it wasn't this bad, but well it wasn't this great either - and finally zipped himself up again - and gosh a shower would be needed right now, really. That, or a good nap. Oh yeah, a nap.
- We'll decide this later, if you agree, because suddenly I really wanna sleep.
Because, if the sweat on both their skins weren't a good indicator enough, they had their full on dose of sport for today, thank you very much. Reaching out, he caressed Shota's cheeks, checking in the same time that the marks on his neck weren't this bad, and kissed him softly.
- Nap now, yeah?
- Hmm, yeah. I guess I can sleep now, Shota said, cuddling against Hina's body.
He looked at Hina's hand, full of his bite marks, and kissed softly the spots.
- Poor you. I'm sorry. Next time, I promise to show you some other stuff I can do with my mouth, okay?
Hina smiled.
- Okay, sounds good... I'll show you too...
Kissing Shota's head, he closed his eyes, hugging the little man, and soon enough fell asleep, feeling Shota dozing off too. Finally, they just needed a bit of activity.
.OWARI.
******
We have a thing for Hina in vehicles, really.