The Moon's Redamancy In Fall [Tsukishima x Yamaguchi]

sixty-four.

Yamaguchi

My head was pounding. Bladder full. I moved my jaw and felt my mouth was dry, as I moved I felt a heavy arm wrapped on my torso. My mind is fuzzy, the last remnants of a dream being chased away by the realization that I am awake again.

The piercing sound of the alarm clock brought me back from the dead of sleep. I started to wriggle and stretch within my cosy, warm, haven that is in Tsukki's arms. As parts of my body were gradually turning on, I realized that it was already morning.

I hear Tsukki moaned against the pillow, "Turn it off . . ." His voice rasped, burying his face on my side.

Extending my arm towards Tsukki's desk, I reached for his alarm clock to turn the blaring sound off. My blood was pumping all over my body as I yawned making my eyes watery.

I hear Tsukki groan again and scooted me tighter, "Goodmorning, baby," He said, his tone was hushed and voice raspy.

I felt my chest and stomach flutter, a smile creeping on my face and face twisting in confusion, "Baby?" I chuckled.

Tsukki kept his face buried on the covers, his arms still clenching around me, "Yeah . . . aren't we together?" He whispered, dragging his words lazily, his voice still thick with sleep.

"I think Tadashi's just fine," I kissed his forehead and Tsukki smiled with his eyes still closed.

Tsukki kept his eyes closed, snuggling close to me, only to make me gaze freely over his features that were perfectly carved on his face. How had I never noticed before how blonde his lashes were? His lips plum and soft, tinted with pink. I wouldn't be much confused that ever since our childhood days I had always been in love with my best friend.

Love is a quiet emotion that in time becomes part of the oxygen you need to breathe, and so though you may feel not sure that it's there, any form of removal and the emotions begin to choke.

I never would have thought that things between us would go this far. Though I doubt it.

How will I tell Tsukki about Kyoto?

Either way, I had a few plans in my mind. But I wasn't so sure if my parents would allow me to do those kind of things. My first not-so-option was to apply in Miyagi University so I wouldn't have to leave anymore. And in all honesty, I didn't want to leave for Kyoto in the first place. I never planned to.  I'm scared that my moving to Kyoto would be in three months . . . a month after New Year.

The fear sits on me like a pillow over my mouth and nose. Enough air gets by it, allowing my body to keep functioning, but it's crippling all the same.

My train of thoughts were immediately cut by Tsukki's soft grunts, "Come closer," He whines, squirming his body and clinging his arms around me, tightly. I pushed my thoughts at the back of my mind and decided to focus on Tsukki.

I giggled and let him scoot me closer when I felt something . . . hard down there brush against my thigh making me jolt from his grip. I hear Tsukki laugh quietly, his eyes squinting, "Did you feel something?" His lips stretched into a wicked grin.

For some reason I felt embarrassed when my cheeks became too hot, butterflies dancing in me. I knew what Tsukki was talking about. I felt myself blush profusely, my body froze.

Tsukki laughed again, kissing me all over the face, "Why do you look so surprised?" He taunted in mockery, "It's not like you didn't loved it," His smug face plastered on his lips were at it again.

I felt my body become hot when I squirmed and whined from his grip but it only made him hug me tighter, his . . . hard-on brushing against mine. He was fully hard. The thought of him being this hard early in the morning made me thought about filthy and lewd deeds I'd want to do to him. I mentally shrugged the thought of sucking him. I can't start that with my day.

I pouted and frowned at him, "Tsukki! You can't do that!" I grumbled, giggles and chuckles escaping my lips through my mumbles.

"Do what?" He licked his lips and picked his head up from the pillow, gazing at me intently. My desire to touch him surges all over my body in one snap, it burned my skin.

I pressed my lips against his, roughly. I hear Tsukki moaned in my mouth, taking the opportunity to slip my tongue in. The sexual gratification pumps through my veins, confidence that I found somewhere in me made me trail my hand to his hardening shaft, palming on it, he groaned and clasped my ass in both of his large palms, grabbing me and placing me on top of him. I was surprised of how quick he carried me on top of his groin, pressing me down too hard.

"Ah~ Kei . . ." I moaned when I feel his hip jerking upwards to meet my crotch, his hard-on pressing against mine a little too rough. I start to rock my hips back and fourth, setting a rhythm, grinding on his cock.

I thought it was a little too early for this, but Tsukki had me in his hands again, now I couldn't stop. Tsukki grew frantic in each cradle of my hips, "Tadashi . . ." He growled, raking his fingers through my hair "C-Can I use your mouth?"

I didn't hesitate to nod my head. I was even surprised how eager and determined I was. When I pulled away from Tsukki, he kissed me again and his hand trailed inside my shirt, up to my stomach, chest and to my hardening nipples, pressing and pinching on it gently. I arched my back and the urge of wanting to be touched pour in me like hot water. I wanted Tsukki to touch me. I needed him to touch me.

"Kei . . . d-do me . . ." I whimpered, my voice coming out as a plea, hunger for satisfaction, my body ached for his touch.

Tsukki's eyes burned with lust, in just a quick moment, his hand fumbled with the garters of my boxers and took my painfully hardened length in his hand, I moaned his name so dirty, with his rigid palm, warm against my flesh.

He gave me a playful smirk, "You're so fucking sensitive down there, Tadashi . . . always fucking ready for me," Tsukki growled lowly, sending me into a gasping convulsion.

In those three slow strokes, the door barged open making both of us flinch, I felt myself gasp and my eyes snapping wide open, Tsukki snatched his hand off of my hard-on too quick, making me hiss and I quickly bolted up from his crotch, my eyes wide and heart beating against my chest when my eyes roamed around the room just to see Akiteru-san standing by the door with his confused, crooked smile and a mug in his hand.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" Akiteru-san exclaimed, his cheeks burning in light pink before looking away.

"Fuck," Tsukki grumbled, placing a hand over his temple to rub it as if to ward off a headache, Tsukki's face was still red, still sexually frustrated. He grabbed the comforter too quick to cover the boner that wasn't too easy to hide.

Akiteru-san stood there still eyeing both us with confusion, "Good morning?" He bemused, still smiling with his brows furrowed.

Tsukki lets out an aggravated sigh as he gave me a disappointed look, "Did you lock the door last night?" He asked, his face masked in irritation.

I pursed my lips together, my cheeks still hot from the make out session a while back, "I-I thought I did . . ." I muttered.

Akiteru-san ignored our small talk, "Oh . . . did I interrupt something?" He asked. God. I like Akiteru-san and all but barging in a room without knocking? Please give me strength not to murder my boyfriend's brother.

"What the fuck do you want and why didn't you knock?" Tsukki snarled, still glaring at Akiteru-san and giving him a dirty look.

His older brother nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know. It wasn't locked. I thought I'd ask you both if you wanted to join us for bowling after lunch,"

Tsukki grimaced and pulled the cover over his head, "No. I'm not going to your Sunday bowling. Please leave." He muttered, grumbling something inaudible. 

Akiteru-san sighed as he fixed his gaze on me who still was a blushing mess, "If you don't mind, Tadashi-kun,"  He nodded his head with a beam.

I blinked for a few times before stuttering, "Oh . . . y-yes, I'll convince him," I nodded, plastering a smile across my face.

A few moments in, Akiteru-san left Tsukki's room making me sigh in relief. Tsukki peeked from the covers, his eyebrows forming a deep furrow, "If you want to go, I'm staying here."

Recognition dawned on my face, my forehead softens, I bit my lip, crawling towards him, "We only have until lunch. We're both coming."