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yuuki_nyanmaru This is the NC-17 development of the Soba Stall AU.
As soon as he was out and the other couldn’t see him, Sho sped up his pace eager to reach the convenience store as soon as possible so that he could quickly return to Aiba.
He couldn’t believe that the other actually accepted to spend some time with him. Usually after closing the stall, Aiba would always give Sho a goodnight and enter his house which was right behind it. And Sho, like a fool, would walk away at a really slow pace hoping that before he could go away, Aiba would come to him and invite him inside.
Many times he had to go back home with his heart broken, but tonight he felt that it was the night. If Aiba said to him to return to the stall after buying the ice cream, it could have meant only one thing: he wanted to invite him over. And Sho couldn’t be more excited than he was for this.
When he finally arrived at the convenience store, he went where all the plastic stuff was and took a package of spoons. When he was going towards the frozen-foods section, with the corner of his eye he saw something that might have been useful that night. Instead of walking straight ahead, his feet turned to the right and stopped right in front of the condoms.
Since he still didn’t know what Aiba‘s intentions were, probably he just wanted to eat ice cream and nothing else, he took the smallest package. He grabbed even a bottle of lube and then went to the big freezer where all the ice cream was, starting to search for theirs.
He found his almost right away since chocolate was a pretty common one. Aiba’s one though, as expected, was nowhere to be seen.
One time Aiba searched for a whole day and had to give up since he didn’t find it anywhere. Since then he calls it the ‘infamous’ mint chocolate chip, and he actually started to think that there is some kind of conspiracy against him.
How does he know all this? He may or may not have asked Ohno trivial information about Aiba, just because every detail about him was interesting for him.
Exiting the convenience store, he went to another one near there praying to find that flavor.
Five convenience stores and three supermarkets later, he finally found that infamous ice cream.
When he returned he found Masaki, changed to his casual clothes, leaning over his house’s wall. The stall closed and put aside.
When he heard footsteps he raised his head, which was bent down since he was using his phone and let out a sigh.
“What took you so long? You made me worried,” he said walking up to him.
“Sorry, I’m a little slow when walking,” Sho lied.
“I waited you for more than half an hour!” Aiba whined.
“But look what I have here~” he exclaimed raising the plastic bag with Aiba’s favorite flavor.
For a moment, Aiba’s eyes started to shine but immediately he took the bag in his hands and turned.
“Then, you’re allowed in. But the merit is of the ice cream, remember it,” he said, pouting a little.
The taller man approached his house’s door and opened it, inviting Sho to enter. Aiba actually lived in an old and small apartment complex so when he entered he found himself in a landing with stairs in front of him and on the side two doors. The one on the left was the door of Aiba’s apartment. For some kind of reason though, Aiba started to climb up the stairs.
“Wait, aren’t we going to your house?” Sho asked puzzled.
“I want to show you something first,” he replied in a low voice.
When Sho reached him, Masaki told him in a whisper to not make any loud sound since probably everyone was already sleeping.
“Oh right, here is full of elders. I had forgotten it,” Sho joked.
Aiba held back the laughter but gave Sho a playful punch on his sloping shoulder.
When they started to go higher and higher, Sho figured out that Aiba was bringing them to the roof. In fact, Aiba came to a stop right in front of the roof’s door. He looked at Sho and smiled.
“Welcome to my paradise,” he whispered before opening the door.
As soon as the door was opened and Aiba stepped on the roof, Sho’s eyes met with a lonely deckchair which next to it had a little table with some stuff on it. Both the chair and the table were put on what could seem be a large beach towel.
“Did you steal these from a bathing beach or what?” Sho joked, approaching the other who had put his ice cream on the table and was ready to open it.
“I didn’t steal them. They are actually mine,” he replied before adding, “We used to have a house near the beach but then my parents sold it, so I decided to bring these here. After all, I was always the only one to use them since I was young.”
After finishing talking he turned to Sho and pointed at a spot behind the chair. The latter started to analyze it before finding “Masaki” written on it in hiragana. Since the ink was still vivid after all this time, Sho could guess that it was written with a marking pen.
“You really mark your territory. Why don’t you write your name even on me?” Sho proposed smirking.
Aiba shook his head chuckling, still not comprehending how the other could be this cheeky.
“Pass me your bag so I can take the spoons,” he said stretching a hand toward the other.
Sho was almost giving him the bag when he remembered what he bought at the first convenience store. His eyes widened a little in fear of being discovered and his cheeks turned red.
“I-I’ll take them, don’t worry. Just go and sit on the chair,” he mumbled.
Aiba looked at him for some seconds, almost studying him, before doing as he said. He removed his shoes and sat on the right side of the deckchair, leaving enough room for the other.
Sho put the plastic bag on the table and took out both his ice cream and the spoons. After opening them and putting a spoon in his cup, before doing the same with Aiba’s one, he removed his jacket, which he was still wearing since he finished his work and covered the plastic bag with the lube and the condoms.
“Since I never know what this guy is thinking,” he justified himself.
After having prepared even Aiba’s ice cream, he turned and bent over the near deckchair passing the mint chocolate chip to the other. He then proceeded to remove his shoes and sat too on the chair, leaning back on the backrest wanting to relax and to enjoy every second Aiba gave him.
They started to eat in silence, savoring their desserts, before Aiba noticed something wrong with Sho’s one.
“Yours is almost melting,” he stated.
Sho didn’t reply to that, he just continued on eating. He didn’t want to tell how much he had to search for Aiba’s ice cream, he didn’t want the other to feel guilty or anything like that. Unfortunately for him, Aiba was smart enough to get to that conclusion.
“You could have called me and I would have told you to buy another one-“
“I don’t have your number. You never gave it to me.”
Aiba turned to him speechless, realizing just at that moment that he’s been cold to Sho just as much as his ice cream was.
“I’m sorry, I-“
“It’s okay. Really, it’s fine. I got used,” Sho replied, straining a smile.
They both fell silent after that. Aiba wanted to say something but didn’t know what to, he felt as if whatever he was going to tell would seem an attempt to comfort the other. So, he decided to tell the most random thing he could think of.
“I usually come here and read something or listen to music. The atmosphere is relaxing,” he told him.
To his surprise, Sho seemed happy to know that useless information and ended up asking, “What kind of music do you listen to?”
“Recently I got addicted to movie soundtracks,” Aiba replied, relieved that the tension between them was lifted.
“I don’t usually listen to that because I wouldn’t know what emotion I should assign to those songs.”
“Isn’t this the beautiful thing? That everyone can choose which emotion to feel.”
“Aiba Masaki, I didn’t know you were this deep,” Sho declared, teasing him.
They both chuckled and returned to look ahead of them. The silence was broken by a sudden sigh from Sho. Aiba turned to him, afraid to see him upset, but actually Sho was smiling.
“See?” he asked.
“What?” Aiba asked back, not understanding.
“We really get along well. If only you would have accepted to spend some time with me, we could have done this kind of stuff since ages ago,” he answered.
“You would like to do this more? I mean, chatting and stuff?” Aiba questioned, a little of incredulity in his voice.
“Well, of course I would like to do even other kind of things,” he started gaining a laughter from the other, and then said, “But even just talking with you is nice. I enjoy your presence as a whole so whatever you want to give me, I’ll take it.”
Aiba’s eyes met Sho’s ones and he felt his heart starting to beat faster. No one had ever told him something as affectionate as that and he lost all kind of faculties in just a second.
His eyes, before locked with the other’s, started to go lower and met Sho’s full lips. They were all shiny and dirty due to his chocolate ice cream.
“You know, since I met you I had an obsession,” he confessed suddenly.
“Which one?” Sho whispered.
“Your lips,” he declared and put his fingers on them.
Useless to say that at that moment, Sakurai’s spine was shaken by a strong shiver. It wasn’t the fact that he was touching his lips what made him go insane. It was the fact that it was Masaki’s fingers the ones touching him. Those fingers he desired since he could remember.
“I have too an obsession since I met you,” Sho announced against the other’s skin.
Aiba just bent his head to the side, silently asking which was.
“Your fingers,” he said, his eyes staring down at them.
They stayed still, neither trying to move an inch. If before the tension between them was not bearable, now this new tension was definitely a sexual one and was more than welcome. They both had the object of their desire right in front of them and their longing for each other was too much to fight.
With his free hand Aiba put down on the pavement their ice cream cups, his fingers never leaving Sho’s lips. They were already anticipating the moment in which the distance between them would be gone and this made the atmosphere hotter and hotter. Yet, neither of them was moving forward. It seemed as if they were too busy eating each other with just their eyes to actually do it for real.
The one to take the initiative and break that standoff was Sho. He began to trace his lips over Aiba’s fingers, leaving some kisses here and there. He then closed his eyes and took out his tongue, starting to lick every inch of the other’s skin.
Aiba’s member twitched at that lewd action but somehow he was still maintaining some kind of control. But when Sho took his wrist making Aiba’s hand stay still, and not even licked but even sucked his fingers producing shameless moans, all his cells started to desire Sakurai and every single part of him.
“I didn’t expect you to be this smutty,” he whispered.
“And I didn’t expect you to enjoy this much,” the other replied smirking.
When Sakurai was going to take his fingers in his mouth again, Aiba slowly moved it away from him. Sho’s eyes followed the hand in every direction it was going and the other quite enjoyed seeing him at his mercy.
After some seconds of this teasing, Aiba moved his hand back towards himself forcing Sho to move forward. He suddenly dropped down his hand and before Sho could realize, he kissed him.
It was just a peck at first, just their lips touching each other. But when Aiba tilted his head to the right as Sho grasped his face, they deepened the kiss. Sho opened his mouth giving Aiba the possibility to insert his tongue inside it.
The more they kissed the more they acquired confidence and became bolder. Aiba brought his hand to Sho’s shirt and loosened his tie before unbuttoning the shirt. As soon as he finished, Sakurai moved to straddle Masaki’s lap and broke the kiss. He lifted the other’s t-shirt discovering a toned body.
“I didn’t know that you could be this fit under your clothes,” Sho said, half out of breath.
“Not as much as you,” he replied, brushing his hands on Sho’s naked torso and abdomen.
His hands moved lower and lower and when they reached the belt, with a swift move, they removed it and proceeded to unbutton his pants. Sho’s bulge was clear as Aiba’s own was.
Masaki was ready to pull Sho’s pants down when his hands were stopped. The other took his hands in his, kissed them and then leant forward bringing his mouth near Aiba’s ear.
“You said that my lips are your obsession… How would you feel if they were around you?” he asked slowly and lustfully.
Aiba didn’t reply to that, he couldn’t actually. He was taken aback by that and the image of Sho between his legs was driving him crazy.
Sho moved away and smirking he started to step backward until he reached the younger’s hips. Without delay he took off both Aiba’s pants and boxer. He was trembling, the thought of giving pleasure to the one under him making him excited.
As Sho started to first just brush his lips along the length and then spreading kisses over it, Masaki was gripping firmly the armrests with his hands. He wanted to close his eyes and scream but he couldn’t. They were still on the roof and they were already risking to be caught, so they needed to be as quiet as possible.
But when Sakurai licked and sucked his cock, it became impossible to contain the moans. He bit his lips and tried to just let out small whimpers.
When Sho lifted his gaze and looked at the mess that Aiba became, he gave one last suck before putting his lips on the other’s tip and leaving a long kiss. That prolonged contact was enough to make Masaki come on the other’s lips.
He roughly took Sho’s by his hair and brought their lips together, muffling a moan in the kiss.
Totally out of breath, he leaned back on the deckchair and closed his eyes.
The older was enjoying pretty much the sight in front of him, so much that he was already moving again to the other’s lap when Aiba suddenly bent over to the side. He watched him confused realizing what he was doing only when he took his abandoned t-shirt on the floor.
“Sorry for coming on your face,” he managed to say despite his heavy breathing.
Aiba cleaned the cum that was on Sho’s face, and even hair, before putting down again the t-shirt.
Somehow Sho found himself smiling fondly at that kindness which always distinguished Masaki. He couldn’t help himself and left a small peck on his lips, smiling in-between the contact.
“I love you,” Aiba let out without thinking.
Sho immediately smiled widely and hugged him tightly before looking at him in the eyes.
“I love you too Masaki.”
They stayed still for some seconds before kissing again, at first slowly and sweetly and then fast and sloppy.
Aiba removed definitely Sho’s shirt and started to touch him everywhere, being careful of only using his fingers. He touched his collarbones first, then moved lower, pinching slightly his nipples with his fingertips. Then he went back again and caressed his shoulders and again moved lower brushing his abdomen.
“This is such a sweet torture,” Sho murmured separating from the other’s lips.
Masaki chuckled, satisfied to have reached his aim, and kept on running his fingers on Sho, this time moving to his back. He put his fingers on Sho’s neck and then, very slowly, he traced his whole spine.
With a low moan Sho threw his head back, his hands resting on Aiba’s shoulders and tightening around them. The shivers on his back were making him crazy.
“Masaki,” he breathed out.
The taller man caught immediately the plead behind Sakurai’s voice and gladly fulfilled it.
His hands palmed Sho’s erection through the boxers, gaining a pleased moan from him, before taking it out. With a sluggish pace, he stroked it only with his fingertips enjoying the other’s thrilled expression and cries.
When he went faster, Sho bowed his head until his forehead rested on Aiba’s collarbone. The sensation of those fingers on him was too much. He had been dreaming them since the first time he saw them. He dreamed them while they were caressing his hair, touching his arms, brushing his thighs. Now that this was actually happening, plus the fact that they were jerking him off, made Sho totally insane.
He was close, really close. He was seeing the stars and he felt the need to release all the moans he tried to suppress. He ended up biting hard Aiba’s skin, his eyes closed, while with a last touch on the tip, he came on the other’s fingers.
When he re-opened his eyes and raised his head, he found Aiba licking off the cum that was on his fingers.
“And then you have the courage to tell me that I’m the smutty one,” he joked.
Aiba just smirked as a reply and left a kiss on the other’s lips. Soon enough that kiss was followed by many others until Sho started to move his mouth on Aiba’s body. As Masaki before tortured him with his fingers, now Sho was doing the same but with his lips.
Collarbones, shoulders, stopping some seconds longer on Aiba’s birthmark, and then going down to the chest, nipples, stomach, and after moving lower to the thighs until the knees. Sho kissed literally everywhere he could reach.
“Such a sweet torture,” Aiba said, quoting what the older said before.
Sho chuckled before bringing his face closer and then resting his forehead on the other’s one.
“Masaki, I want your fingers inside me,” he declared.
Aiba gulped and nodded but after his eyes blinked, as if something just came to his mind.
“I don’t have any-“
Sho shushed Aiba by putting a finger on his lips. He smiled mischievously and got up from the chair. He uncovered the plastic bag and took out the bottle of lube and the condoms’ box. He threw the bottle at Aiba, who barely managed to catch it, and opened the box in his hands taking out a condom. He then removed his pants and underwear all at once and climbed again on Aiba.
“Are you sure you want to this here? I mean, where everyone could see us?” Aiba asked, though he was already opening the bottle of lube.
“Those grandpas and grandmas are already in dreamland, we just need to not be loud,” Sho replied, spreading his legs at the best he could.
When Masaki finished to put the lube on his fingers and placed the bottle down, with his free hand he held Sho by his thigh while with the other he started to push inside the first finger. Soon enough the second and the third finger followed, Sho’s hole being thoroughly stretched out.
Preparing Sho didn’t take long and when he was pushing himself against Aiba’s fingers, they were both hard and panting.
With trembling hands Sho brought the condom he had in his hands to his lips, opened it with his teeth and put it on Aiba’s member. Looking at him as if giving him another confirmation, Sho secured himself on Aiba placing his hands on the other’s collarbones.
Getting the signal that Sho was ready, Masaki released his fingers from Sho and, placing himself in front of the entrance, began to push Sho against his cock.
He was still a little tight, so Aiba tried to not make any abrupt movement. When he was fully inside he kissed Sho’s chest and told him that he could move whenever he felt ready to.
Sakurai smiled at that, appreciating his attention, and took a deep breath trying to relax his muscles.
After five minutes Sho started to push his hips toward the other, increasing the pace as the initial pain started to fade. He circled Masaki’s neck with his arms, hugging him, and then leaned his left cheek to the other’s temple closing his eyes. He tried to bring him closer since he wanted to feel his warmth at the most.
Aiba was loving how the other was glued to his body, rubbing his body to his every time he slid up and down on Aiba’s member. But that intense friction was still not enough for him, he wanted to do something, not just stay there letting Sho do all the work.
“Sho, I know that it’s already difficult...” he started before adding, “But now you really have to do your best for holding back your moans.”
Sakurai looked at him a little lost, wondering what the other had in mind. Everything became clear when Masaki grabbed firmly his buttocks and placed his feet on the beach towel, one on each side of the deckchair.
Sho widened his eyes and moved his hands to Aiba’s collarbones again, already anticipating what it will come after.
As Sho moved again, so did Masaki, starting to meet the other’s thrusts.
Soon their actions became frenetic and by now staying quiet was impossible. Sho’s moans were becoming louder and louder as Aiba found his sweet spot and was keeping on hitting it with every thrust.
Sho found himself obliged to bite Aiba again, in every place he could reach, to muffle his cries. Within some minutes, Aiba’s chest, neck and shoulders were marked by Sho’s teeth and lips.
And as the other was now biting and licking his earlobes, Aiba began to lose his strength and let out some loud whimpers.
“Masaki, I’m close...” Sho whispered suddenly.
“Me too...” the other replied.
At that moment Aiba took Sho’s member in his hands and started to stroke it trying to match the rhythm of his hips. Sho threw his head back but immediately leant forward again to kiss Aiba.
As Aiba’s hands were still working on the other while Sho’s ones were grasping the other’s face, as their bodies were moving together, as their breaths were shared, as their tongues chased each other, they came moaning loudly in the kiss.
Minutes and minutes of silence and stillness followed the intense love making.
The first one to move was Sho, withdrawing from the one under him and picking up the by now dirty t-shirt. He cleaned himself and Aiba before starting to gather up his clothes.
“Where are you going?!” Aiba’s asked worried before he could control himself, the fear of being left alone slightly rising.
“Nowhere… I was just picking up my stuff,” he answered taken aback by the sudden change in Aiba.
Masaki let out a loud a sigh of relief, his heart now calm again.
“I’m sorry, I was afraid that you were going away since now you got what you wanted.”
“Why I should go away if I want to spend all my time with you? It would be a contradiction, don’t you think?”
Aiba stared at the other with his eyes opened wide. Hearing Sho saying those words made his heart melt and he instinctively hugged him. He felt sorry for having doubted Sho’s feelings before.
“I love you.”
“You already said that,” Sho chuckled.
“You’re keeping on declaring your love towards me since months and now I can’t even say ‘I love you’ more than once. Geez...” he whined faking angry.
Sho laughed and kissed him, whispering an ‘I love you too’ right on his mouth.
“It’s quite small here. I don’t even know if it can be called an apartment, basically it’s just a room,” Sho stated when they were at Aiba’s place.
“I don’t need anything more than this for now,” he said while placing the plastic bags with the, by now melted, ice cream on the kitchen’s counter.
Sho scanned the room looking firstly at the kitchen, then at the low table almost at the center of the room, and then at the folded futon near the window.
“You know, that futon seems very comfortable,” he said already smirking.
“You want to go for another round?” Aiba asked amused.
“In the box there are still other three condoms,” he informed him while raising the box in his hands.
Aiba laughed and went to where the futon was, unfolding it, silently accepting Sho’s offer.
Sho grinned at him and waited by the window, staring at the dark alley lighted up only by the moonlight. It was still kind of surreal that almost three months ago he was at the end of that alley, wondering who was that stall owner who caught his attention since the first moment, and now he was his lover. He thanked the Sakurai Sho from three months back for having walked through that alley.
Suddenly he felt two arms hugging him from behind.
“What are you thinking about?” Aiba asked, moving some hair from Sho’s face so he could kiss his temple.
“Just how happy I’m that I decided to pay a visit at your soba stall on that day,” he replied looking up at him.
“I’m happy about that too.”
They shared some small and sweet kisses before Aiba spoke.
“Do you remember when I asked you to show me that ‘everyone is rushing’ sight?”
He nodded quietly.
“I don’t want you to show me that anymore,” he informed him.
“Why?” the other couldn’t help but ask.
“Because I don’t care. They can rush wherever they want, I just want to be with you in our little world,” he affirmed, leaving a kiss on Sakurai’s hair.
Sho blushed hearing that and replied only smiling and giving a peck on Masaki’s nose.
“So, where were we?” Aiba then said, taking Sakurai’s hands in his and leading toward the futon.
When Aiba was pushing gently Sho on it, in less than some seconds he found himself on his back staring at the ceiling. Sho had just shoved him down on the futon and was now climbing on him.
“How about this time I’ll top?” he proposed beaming.
Aiba laughed and eventually nodded.
“And also, how about we keep a condom for tomorrow morning?” he added with the same tone.
“You can do everything you want, I’m all yours,” Aiba told him, every word pronounced with sweetness.
And Sho could only smile genuinely at that and give Masaki all the love had.
The End
As soon as he was out and the other couldn’t see him, Sho sped up his pace eager to reach the convenience store as soon as possible so that he could quickly return to Aiba.
He couldn’t believe that the other actually accepted to spend some time with him. Usually after closing the stall, Aiba would always give Sho a goodnight and enter his house which was right behind it. And Sho, like a fool, would walk away at a really slow pace hoping that before he could go away, Aiba would come to him and invite him inside.
Many times he had to go back home with his heart broken, but tonight he felt that it was the night. If Aiba said to him to return to the stall after buying the ice cream, it could have meant only one thing: he wanted to invite him over. And Sho couldn’t be more excited than he was for this.
When he finally arrived at the convenience store, he went where all the plastic stuff was and took a package of spoons. When he was going towards the frozen-foods section, with the corner of his eye he saw something that might have been useful that night. Instead of walking straight ahead, his feet turned to the right and stopped right in front of the condoms.
Since he still didn’t know what Aiba‘s intentions were, probably he just wanted to eat ice cream and nothing else, he took the smallest package. He grabbed even a bottle of lube and then went to the big freezer where all the ice cream was, starting to search for theirs.
He found his almost right away since chocolate was a pretty common one. Aiba’s one though, as expected, was nowhere to be seen.
One time Aiba searched for a whole day and had to give up since he didn’t find it anywhere. Since then he calls it the ‘infamous’ mint chocolate chip, and he actually started to think that there is some kind of conspiracy against him.
How does he know all this? He may or may not have asked Ohno trivial information about Aiba, just because every detail about him was interesting for him.
Exiting the convenience store, he went to another one near there praying to find that flavor.
Five convenience stores and three supermarkets later, he finally found that infamous ice cream.
When he returned he found Masaki, changed to his casual clothes, leaning over his house’s wall. The stall closed and put aside.
When he heard footsteps he raised his head, which was bent down since he was using his phone and let out a sigh.
“What took you so long? You made me worried,” he said walking up to him.
“Sorry, I’m a little slow when walking,” Sho lied.
“I waited you for more than half an hour!” Aiba whined.
“But look what I have here~” he exclaimed raising the plastic bag with Aiba’s favorite flavor.
For a moment, Aiba’s eyes started to shine but immediately he took the bag in his hands and turned.
“Then, you’re allowed in. But the merit is of the ice cream, remember it,” he said, pouting a little.
The taller man approached his house’s door and opened it, inviting Sho to enter. Aiba actually lived in an old and small apartment complex so when he entered he found himself in a landing with stairs in front of him and on the side two doors. The one on the left was the door of Aiba’s apartment. For some kind of reason though, Aiba started to climb up the stairs.
“Wait, aren’t we going to your house?” Sho asked puzzled.
“I want to show you something first,” he replied in a low voice.
When Sho reached him, Masaki told him in a whisper to not make any loud sound since probably everyone was already sleeping.
“Oh right, here is full of elders. I had forgotten it,” Sho joked.
Aiba held back the laughter but gave Sho a playful punch on his sloping shoulder.
When they started to go higher and higher, Sho figured out that Aiba was bringing them to the roof. In fact, Aiba came to a stop right in front of the roof’s door. He looked at Sho and smiled.
“Welcome to my paradise,” he whispered before opening the door.
As soon as the door was opened and Aiba stepped on the roof, Sho’s eyes met with a lonely deckchair which next to it had a little table with some stuff on it. Both the chair and the table were put on what could seem be a large beach towel.
“Did you steal these from a bathing beach or what?” Sho joked, approaching the other who had put his ice cream on the table and was ready to open it.
“I didn’t steal them. They are actually mine,” he replied before adding, “We used to have a house near the beach but then my parents sold it, so I decided to bring these here. After all, I was always the only one to use them since I was young.”
After finishing talking he turned to Sho and pointed at a spot behind the chair. The latter started to analyze it before finding “Masaki” written on it in hiragana. Since the ink was still vivid after all this time, Sho could guess that it was written with a marking pen.
“You really mark your territory. Why don’t you write your name even on me?” Sho proposed smirking.
Aiba shook his head chuckling, still not comprehending how the other could be this cheeky.
“Pass me your bag so I can take the spoons,” he said stretching a hand toward the other.
Sho was almost giving him the bag when he remembered what he bought at the first convenience store. His eyes widened a little in fear of being discovered and his cheeks turned red.
“I-I’ll take them, don’t worry. Just go and sit on the chair,” he mumbled.
Aiba looked at him for some seconds, almost studying him, before doing as he said. He removed his shoes and sat on the right side of the deckchair, leaving enough room for the other.
Sho put the plastic bag on the table and took out both his ice cream and the spoons. After opening them and putting a spoon in his cup, before doing the same with Aiba’s one, he removed his jacket, which he was still wearing since he finished his work and covered the plastic bag with the lube and the condoms.
“Since I never know what this guy is thinking,” he justified himself.
After having prepared even Aiba’s ice cream, he turned and bent over the near deckchair passing the mint chocolate chip to the other. He then proceeded to remove his shoes and sat too on the chair, leaning back on the backrest wanting to relax and to enjoy every second Aiba gave him.
They started to eat in silence, savoring their desserts, before Aiba noticed something wrong with Sho’s one.
“Yours is almost melting,” he stated.
Sho didn’t reply to that, he just continued on eating. He didn’t want to tell how much he had to search for Aiba’s ice cream, he didn’t want the other to feel guilty or anything like that. Unfortunately for him, Aiba was smart enough to get to that conclusion.
“You could have called me and I would have told you to buy another one-“
“I don’t have your number. You never gave it to me.”
Aiba turned to him speechless, realizing just at that moment that he’s been cold to Sho just as much as his ice cream was.
“I’m sorry, I-“
“It’s okay. Really, it’s fine. I got used,” Sho replied, straining a smile.
They both fell silent after that. Aiba wanted to say something but didn’t know what to, he felt as if whatever he was going to tell would seem an attempt to comfort the other. So, he decided to tell the most random thing he could think of.
“I usually come here and read something or listen to music. The atmosphere is relaxing,” he told him.
To his surprise, Sho seemed happy to know that useless information and ended up asking, “What kind of music do you listen to?”
“Recently I got addicted to movie soundtracks,” Aiba replied, relieved that the tension between them was lifted.
“I don’t usually listen to that because I wouldn’t know what emotion I should assign to those songs.”
“Isn’t this the beautiful thing? That everyone can choose which emotion to feel.”
“Aiba Masaki, I didn’t know you were this deep,” Sho declared, teasing him.
They both chuckled and returned to look ahead of them. The silence was broken by a sudden sigh from Sho. Aiba turned to him, afraid to see him upset, but actually Sho was smiling.
“See?” he asked.
“What?” Aiba asked back, not understanding.
“We really get along well. If only you would have accepted to spend some time with me, we could have done this kind of stuff since ages ago,” he answered.
“You would like to do this more? I mean, chatting and stuff?” Aiba questioned, a little of incredulity in his voice.
“Well, of course I would like to do even other kind of things,” he started gaining a laughter from the other, and then said, “But even just talking with you is nice. I enjoy your presence as a whole so whatever you want to give me, I’ll take it.”
Aiba’s eyes met Sho’s ones and he felt his heart starting to beat faster. No one had ever told him something as affectionate as that and he lost all kind of faculties in just a second.
His eyes, before locked with the other’s, started to go lower and met Sho’s full lips. They were all shiny and dirty due to his chocolate ice cream.
“You know, since I met you I had an obsession,” he confessed suddenly.
“Which one?” Sho whispered.
“Your lips,” he declared and put his fingers on them.
Useless to say that at that moment, Sakurai’s spine was shaken by a strong shiver. It wasn’t the fact that he was touching his lips what made him go insane. It was the fact that it was Masaki’s fingers the ones touching him. Those fingers he desired since he could remember.
“I have too an obsession since I met you,” Sho announced against the other’s skin.
Aiba just bent his head to the side, silently asking which was.
“Your fingers,” he said, his eyes staring down at them.
They stayed still, neither trying to move an inch. If before the tension between them was not bearable, now this new tension was definitely a sexual one and was more than welcome. They both had the object of their desire right in front of them and their longing for each other was too much to fight.
With his free hand Aiba put down on the pavement their ice cream cups, his fingers never leaving Sho’s lips. They were already anticipating the moment in which the distance between them would be gone and this made the atmosphere hotter and hotter. Yet, neither of them was moving forward. It seemed as if they were too busy eating each other with just their eyes to actually do it for real.
The one to take the initiative and break that standoff was Sho. He began to trace his lips over Aiba’s fingers, leaving some kisses here and there. He then closed his eyes and took out his tongue, starting to lick every inch of the other’s skin.
Aiba’s member twitched at that lewd action but somehow he was still maintaining some kind of control. But when Sho took his wrist making Aiba’s hand stay still, and not even licked but even sucked his fingers producing shameless moans, all his cells started to desire Sakurai and every single part of him.
“I didn’t expect you to be this smutty,” he whispered.
“And I didn’t expect you to enjoy this much,” the other replied smirking.
When Sakurai was going to take his fingers in his mouth again, Aiba slowly moved it away from him. Sho’s eyes followed the hand in every direction it was going and the other quite enjoyed seeing him at his mercy.
After some seconds of this teasing, Aiba moved his hand back towards himself forcing Sho to move forward. He suddenly dropped down his hand and before Sho could realize, he kissed him.
It was just a peck at first, just their lips touching each other. But when Aiba tilted his head to the right as Sho grasped his face, they deepened the kiss. Sho opened his mouth giving Aiba the possibility to insert his tongue inside it.
The more they kissed the more they acquired confidence and became bolder. Aiba brought his hand to Sho’s shirt and loosened his tie before unbuttoning the shirt. As soon as he finished, Sakurai moved to straddle Masaki’s lap and broke the kiss. He lifted the other’s t-shirt discovering a toned body.
“I didn’t know that you could be this fit under your clothes,” Sho said, half out of breath.
“Not as much as you,” he replied, brushing his hands on Sho’s naked torso and abdomen.
His hands moved lower and lower and when they reached the belt, with a swift move, they removed it and proceeded to unbutton his pants. Sho’s bulge was clear as Aiba’s own was.
Masaki was ready to pull Sho’s pants down when his hands were stopped. The other took his hands in his, kissed them and then leant forward bringing his mouth near Aiba’s ear.
“You said that my lips are your obsession… How would you feel if they were around you?” he asked slowly and lustfully.
Aiba didn’t reply to that, he couldn’t actually. He was taken aback by that and the image of Sho between his legs was driving him crazy.
Sho moved away and smirking he started to step backward until he reached the younger’s hips. Without delay he took off both Aiba’s pants and boxer. He was trembling, the thought of giving pleasure to the one under him making him excited.
As Sho started to first just brush his lips along the length and then spreading kisses over it, Masaki was gripping firmly the armrests with his hands. He wanted to close his eyes and scream but he couldn’t. They were still on the roof and they were already risking to be caught, so they needed to be as quiet as possible.
But when Sakurai licked and sucked his cock, it became impossible to contain the moans. He bit his lips and tried to just let out small whimpers.
When Sho lifted his gaze and looked at the mess that Aiba became, he gave one last suck before putting his lips on the other’s tip and leaving a long kiss. That prolonged contact was enough to make Masaki come on the other’s lips.
He roughly took Sho’s by his hair and brought their lips together, muffling a moan in the kiss.
Totally out of breath, he leaned back on the deckchair and closed his eyes.
The older was enjoying pretty much the sight in front of him, so much that he was already moving again to the other’s lap when Aiba suddenly bent over to the side. He watched him confused realizing what he was doing only when he took his abandoned t-shirt on the floor.
“Sorry for coming on your face,” he managed to say despite his heavy breathing.
Aiba cleaned the cum that was on Sho’s face, and even hair, before putting down again the t-shirt.
Somehow Sho found himself smiling fondly at that kindness which always distinguished Masaki. He couldn’t help himself and left a small peck on his lips, smiling in-between the contact.
“I love you,” Aiba let out without thinking.
Sho immediately smiled widely and hugged him tightly before looking at him in the eyes.
“I love you too Masaki.”
They stayed still for some seconds before kissing again, at first slowly and sweetly and then fast and sloppy.
Aiba removed definitely Sho’s shirt and started to touch him everywhere, being careful of only using his fingers. He touched his collarbones first, then moved lower, pinching slightly his nipples with his fingertips. Then he went back again and caressed his shoulders and again moved lower brushing his abdomen.
“This is such a sweet torture,” Sho murmured separating from the other’s lips.
Masaki chuckled, satisfied to have reached his aim, and kept on running his fingers on Sho, this time moving to his back. He put his fingers on Sho’s neck and then, very slowly, he traced his whole spine.
With a low moan Sho threw his head back, his hands resting on Aiba’s shoulders and tightening around them. The shivers on his back were making him crazy.
“Masaki,” he breathed out.
The taller man caught immediately the plead behind Sakurai’s voice and gladly fulfilled it.
His hands palmed Sho’s erection through the boxers, gaining a pleased moan from him, before taking it out. With a sluggish pace, he stroked it only with his fingertips enjoying the other’s thrilled expression and cries.
When he went faster, Sho bowed his head until his forehead rested on Aiba’s collarbone. The sensation of those fingers on him was too much. He had been dreaming them since the first time he saw them. He dreamed them while they were caressing his hair, touching his arms, brushing his thighs. Now that this was actually happening, plus the fact that they were jerking him off, made Sho totally insane.
He was close, really close. He was seeing the stars and he felt the need to release all the moans he tried to suppress. He ended up biting hard Aiba’s skin, his eyes closed, while with a last touch on the tip, he came on the other’s fingers.
When he re-opened his eyes and raised his head, he found Aiba licking off the cum that was on his fingers.
“And then you have the courage to tell me that I’m the smutty one,” he joked.
Aiba just smirked as a reply and left a kiss on the other’s lips. Soon enough that kiss was followed by many others until Sho started to move his mouth on Aiba’s body. As Masaki before tortured him with his fingers, now Sho was doing the same but with his lips.
Collarbones, shoulders, stopping some seconds longer on Aiba’s birthmark, and then going down to the chest, nipples, stomach, and after moving lower to the thighs until the knees. Sho kissed literally everywhere he could reach.
“Such a sweet torture,” Aiba said, quoting what the older said before.
Sho chuckled before bringing his face closer and then resting his forehead on the other’s one.
“Masaki, I want your fingers inside me,” he declared.
Aiba gulped and nodded but after his eyes blinked, as if something just came to his mind.
“I don’t have any-“
Sho shushed Aiba by putting a finger on his lips. He smiled mischievously and got up from the chair. He uncovered the plastic bag and took out the bottle of lube and the condoms’ box. He threw the bottle at Aiba, who barely managed to catch it, and opened the box in his hands taking out a condom. He then removed his pants and underwear all at once and climbed again on Aiba.
“Are you sure you want to this here? I mean, where everyone could see us?” Aiba asked, though he was already opening the bottle of lube.
“Those grandpas and grandmas are already in dreamland, we just need to not be loud,” Sho replied, spreading his legs at the best he could.
When Masaki finished to put the lube on his fingers and placed the bottle down, with his free hand he held Sho by his thigh while with the other he started to push inside the first finger. Soon enough the second and the third finger followed, Sho’s hole being thoroughly stretched out.
Preparing Sho didn’t take long and when he was pushing himself against Aiba’s fingers, they were both hard and panting.
With trembling hands Sho brought the condom he had in his hands to his lips, opened it with his teeth and put it on Aiba’s member. Looking at him as if giving him another confirmation, Sho secured himself on Aiba placing his hands on the other’s collarbones.
Getting the signal that Sho was ready, Masaki released his fingers from Sho and, placing himself in front of the entrance, began to push Sho against his cock.
He was still a little tight, so Aiba tried to not make any abrupt movement. When he was fully inside he kissed Sho’s chest and told him that he could move whenever he felt ready to.
Sakurai smiled at that, appreciating his attention, and took a deep breath trying to relax his muscles.
After five minutes Sho started to push his hips toward the other, increasing the pace as the initial pain started to fade. He circled Masaki’s neck with his arms, hugging him, and then leaned his left cheek to the other’s temple closing his eyes. He tried to bring him closer since he wanted to feel his warmth at the most.
Aiba was loving how the other was glued to his body, rubbing his body to his every time he slid up and down on Aiba’s member. But that intense friction was still not enough for him, he wanted to do something, not just stay there letting Sho do all the work.
“Sho, I know that it’s already difficult...” he started before adding, “But now you really have to do your best for holding back your moans.”
Sakurai looked at him a little lost, wondering what the other had in mind. Everything became clear when Masaki grabbed firmly his buttocks and placed his feet on the beach towel, one on each side of the deckchair.
Sho widened his eyes and moved his hands to Aiba’s collarbones again, already anticipating what it will come after.
As Sho moved again, so did Masaki, starting to meet the other’s thrusts.
Soon their actions became frenetic and by now staying quiet was impossible. Sho’s moans were becoming louder and louder as Aiba found his sweet spot and was keeping on hitting it with every thrust.
Sho found himself obliged to bite Aiba again, in every place he could reach, to muffle his cries. Within some minutes, Aiba’s chest, neck and shoulders were marked by Sho’s teeth and lips.
And as the other was now biting and licking his earlobes, Aiba began to lose his strength and let out some loud whimpers.
“Masaki, I’m close...” Sho whispered suddenly.
“Me too...” the other replied.
At that moment Aiba took Sho’s member in his hands and started to stroke it trying to match the rhythm of his hips. Sho threw his head back but immediately leant forward again to kiss Aiba.
As Aiba’s hands were still working on the other while Sho’s ones were grasping the other’s face, as their bodies were moving together, as their breaths were shared, as their tongues chased each other, they came moaning loudly in the kiss.
Minutes and minutes of silence and stillness followed the intense love making.
The first one to move was Sho, withdrawing from the one under him and picking up the by now dirty t-shirt. He cleaned himself and Aiba before starting to gather up his clothes.
“Where are you going?!” Aiba’s asked worried before he could control himself, the fear of being left alone slightly rising.
“Nowhere… I was just picking up my stuff,” he answered taken aback by the sudden change in Aiba.
Masaki let out a loud a sigh of relief, his heart now calm again.
“I’m sorry, I was afraid that you were going away since now you got what you wanted.”
“Why I should go away if I want to spend all my time with you? It would be a contradiction, don’t you think?”
Aiba stared at the other with his eyes opened wide. Hearing Sho saying those words made his heart melt and he instinctively hugged him. He felt sorry for having doubted Sho’s feelings before.
“I love you.”
“You already said that,” Sho chuckled.
“You’re keeping on declaring your love towards me since months and now I can’t even say ‘I love you’ more than once. Geez...” he whined faking angry.
Sho laughed and kissed him, whispering an ‘I love you too’ right on his mouth.
“It’s quite small here. I don’t even know if it can be called an apartment, basically it’s just a room,” Sho stated when they were at Aiba’s place.
“I don’t need anything more than this for now,” he said while placing the plastic bags with the, by now melted, ice cream on the kitchen’s counter.
Sho scanned the room looking firstly at the kitchen, then at the low table almost at the center of the room, and then at the folded futon near the window.
“You know, that futon seems very comfortable,” he said already smirking.
“You want to go for another round?” Aiba asked amused.
“In the box there are still other three condoms,” he informed him while raising the box in his hands.
Aiba laughed and went to where the futon was, unfolding it, silently accepting Sho’s offer.
Sho grinned at him and waited by the window, staring at the dark alley lighted up only by the moonlight. It was still kind of surreal that almost three months ago he was at the end of that alley, wondering who was that stall owner who caught his attention since the first moment, and now he was his lover. He thanked the Sakurai Sho from three months back for having walked through that alley.
Suddenly he felt two arms hugging him from behind.
“What are you thinking about?” Aiba asked, moving some hair from Sho’s face so he could kiss his temple.
“Just how happy I’m that I decided to pay a visit at your soba stall on that day,” he replied looking up at him.
“I’m happy about that too.”
They shared some small and sweet kisses before Aiba spoke.
“Do you remember when I asked you to show me that ‘everyone is rushing’ sight?”
He nodded quietly.
“I don’t want you to show me that anymore,” he informed him.
“Why?” the other couldn’t help but ask.
“Because I don’t care. They can rush wherever they want, I just want to be with you in our little world,” he affirmed, leaving a kiss on Sakurai’s hair.
Sho blushed hearing that and replied only smiling and giving a peck on Masaki’s nose.
“So, where were we?” Aiba then said, taking Sakurai’s hands in his and leading toward the futon.
When Aiba was pushing gently Sho on it, in less than some seconds he found himself on his back staring at the ceiling. Sho had just shoved him down on the futon and was now climbing on him.
“How about this time I’ll top?” he proposed beaming.
Aiba laughed and eventually nodded.
“And also, how about we keep a condom for tomorrow morning?” he added with the same tone.
“You can do everything you want, I’m all yours,” Aiba told him, every word pronounced with sweetness.
And Sho could only smile genuinely at that and give Masaki all the love had.
The End
