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Wake up with the sound of the raindrops on the glass of the window was a nice way to start a day. It was a Sunday, one of those where all you want it's to sleep a little longer, snuggle a little deeper on your bed, enjoying the good dream you were having. It was colder than usual, it was raining after all, but the constant and familiar warmth of a muscled body attached to his made everything comfortable for (y/n).
Feeling his lover's face snuggling on his chest, his muscled arms lazily around (l/n)'s waist, (y/n) started to stir, not yet ready to get out of bed, even more with the increasingly heavy rain. Slowly opening his eyes, against his body's will, (y/n) blinked multiple times, in a weak attempt to make his sleepiness go away. Looking down, where messy white hair was sprawled everywhere, (l/n) took his hand to it, mindlessly taking the silky hair away from the familiar face he loved to see when he woke up.
A soft smile came to his lips, his fingers slowly playing and caressing Uzui's hair and face, from feeling the tips on his white strands between his fingers, to bop his nose because it was cute, mainly when Tengen would scrunch his nose, trying to sleepily pull away from the touch.
Trying to open his heavy eyelids, Uzui could feel the soft touches on his hair and face, making it harder to wake up, but when he finally opened his eyes, he was facing (y/n) nude chest, but when he looked up, pinkish and (e/c) eyes met, a gentle smile on (l/n)'s eyes.
- Finally awake. - (y/n) approached their bodies, a pleasant warmth taking over when their fleshes touched, his arm sliding around Tengen's waist, faces just a few inches from one another. - How are you feeling?
- Sore. - Last night was a nice remembrance of their sinful acts. (y/n) chuckled, giving a quick peck on the white-haired male's lips.
- You were the one telling me to keep going. Actually, I remember you saying something about "breaking you"; I'm pretty sure it was a demand. - A pretty faint hue of pink appeared on Uzui's face, but he didn't deny it.
His slender fingers started to travel on (y/n)'s arm, seeing the goosebumps on his skin, and when they stopped on (l/n)'s face, he caressed it slightly, appreciating the perfection of (y/n)'s features. Not resisting the slightly departed rosy lips, Uzui closed the distance between them, lips touching with amiability.
Somehow trying to bring their bodies closer, (l/n) and Uzui entangled their limbs, lips, and tongues moving together. (y/n) would never get tired of the well-built body of Tengen against his, the milky and thick thighs and the way they felt when he squeezed them. The white-haired male had his moans muffled, the good feeling of having (y/n)'s hands massaging and feeling his thigh, never failing to make him feel good.
