my 50th story on here, sheesh
"God, it's so hot out here." Komaeda complained, flicking his wrists in a fanning motion to cool himself off. He and Hinata were on their annual trip, ever since they had become friends in high school, they set out to do things like this often.
This time, they chose to go on a boat. With investment from both, it was possible to rent a decently sized one. It had a front deck with sun beds, the mini home right underneath that you could go to through some stairs.
"No wonder your name is Nagito, it's because you nag so much." Hinata sarcastically insulted.
"Are you kidding me?" Komaeda scoffed, thinking of his own comeback. "No wonder your name is Hajime, because you... Um." He gave up mid sentence, not having any ideas.
Hajime giggled, leaning further back in his sun-bed. "It's cute when you try but fail."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Nagito sat up to grab the sunscreen in his bag, he always came overly prepared for any occasion.
A wave splashed up against the boat, only a few droplets of the water actually landing on the deck. The weather was clear, not a cloud in the sky.
"Nothing, don't dwell on it."
"Whatever, let me do your sunscreen."
Komaeda clicked open the bottle, an unfortunate addition to the beautiful weather was the extreme temperature. Due to this, they both wore their swimming trunks.
"Why?"
"The sun." An obvious reply, who would have guessed...
Hinata waved his hand dismissively, "No, no. I mean, why do you want to do it for me?"
"You can't reach your back, can you?"
"I can, but okay." Hajime flipped over onto his stomach, Nagito getting up from his sun-bed to walk over to the other.
He brought his bag with him, that thing had EVERYTHING. Ranging from coconut oil to books.
Komaeda moved both of his legs to straddle Hinata's hips, squeezing the sunscreen onto the palm of his hand; rubbing them together to spread the cream around.
Hajime was about to question the position, but there wasn't many other options. He felt a sudden pressure on his upper back near his shoulders, he squirmed slightly. Nagito leaned over above him, caressing the skin a bit more than necessary. He ran his hands down Hajime's sides, the sunscreen evaporating all over.
He pressed down just above the waistband of Hinata's trunks, he tensed up before relaxing again. Komaeda continued rubbing in circular motions in that area.
He giggled at the involuntary groan Hinata let out, "Enjoying yourself?" Komaeda teased.
"Shut up." Hajime's response was muffled, although very audible; "Not my fault you're getting all touchy."
"Isn't that how applying skin products works?"
"You were inches away from touching my ass, Nagito."
Komaeda hysterically wheezed, slipping his hands even further downwards whilst he shuffled back to leave more room. "Was I?"
"You're practically touching it!" Hinata remarked, blushing out of embarrassment, his face dug into the sun-bed beneath him.
"Not quite,"
Nagito straight up groped Hajime's rear, the boy's breath hitched. "See, I am now." He giggled under his breath.
