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"Have you eaten?" Gorou asked as soon as Kazuha set foot in the dorms.

"Yea." The white-haired boy latched on his boyfriend's neck right away, trying to take his attention. He had a promised prize for today and he was ready to claim it.

"Kazuha?" Gorou lifted a brow, it was still early meaning that Kazuha didn't go to the cafeteria at all before coming here. He knew his boyfriend had lectures today so when he woke up he went straight to his dorms, Kazuha had given him his key yesterday, to tide up a little and cook something for when he gets back.

"I had a sandwich this morning."

"There's a wrapped bow in the microwave, when I come out of the shower I wanna see it empty, okay?" Gorou said, kissing the top of Kazuha's head, before disappearing into the bathroom. The other was getting desperate, but the little command made his cheeks redden a little so he did what he was told.

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"Keep up while I'm talking." Gorou said, stroking Kazuha's flushed cheek. The boy sighed, closing his eyes to take more of his boyfriend's length down his throat. He spread his legs, trying to get a little friction from the rough carpet under him.

Kazuha was on his knees for nearly five minutes and his legs were already feeling like they didn't belong to him since Gorou sucked the life out of his lower body mere minutes ago. His head was starting to get a little foggy so he couldn't understand if his boyfriend was really on the phone or was just messing with him. Kazuha pulled away giggling and tried to wipe his chin, feeling all the precum saliva dripping from his lips.

In normal circumstances, Gorou would have been annoyed if someone called him when he was spending time with Kazuha, but seeing the blush that crept up on his neck and body it would have been a lie if he says he didn't enjoy it. Today they had agreed on doing everything slowly, they had all day to take each other apart.

"Why're you calling me now, Kokomi?" After saying his sister's name on purpose, Gorou looked directly at Kazuha's widened eyes, before sneaking his hand to the back of his neck so he can fuck his mouth. The brunette was always impressed how his boyfriend could take him right away like he was reading his mind, even though this wasn't the case this time. Gorou never pressed Kazuha too hard, allowing him to choose the pace by himself and the white hard boy decided to act up by sucking his cock agonizingly slowly just to annoy him to get his attention, and make him end the call.

"Give me a second." He said to Kokomi, muting his mic and turning to the boy on the floor. Gently stroking his hair, Gorou patted his cheek to signalize him to pull off. He got a hold of Kazuha's chin lifting it to take a proper look at his blissed-out face, running his thumb on his lower lip. "Are your knees or mouth hurting?"

"No." Kazuha simply answered not catching the threat in his boyfriend's voice. Gorou's hand that was still on his face squeezed hardly, leaning down to hiss in his ear. "Then I don't want to see you slacking, I trust you to do the job nicely. If I have to do it Kokomi's sure to hear you gagging on my dick, understood?"

The other only moaned, feeling the need to close his legs because everything said just passed his ears and got straight to his dick, he didn't feel like cleaning the carpet. He was completely naked and the cold air wasn't doing much of a favor to him teasing his tip, wet with precum.

"Okay, I will be there." He heard his boyfriend saying and almost squealed when he threw the phone somewhere on the bed behind them. Only if his mouth wasn't full.

"We don't have much time." Gorou helped him up on his shaky legs and to lay on the bed, sealing his mouth with his own immediately not letting the other boy catch his breath. Kissing the corner of Kazuha's mouth, the brunette traveled behind his ear, sucking and biting the skin where no one could see it, but the both of them will know it's there. This was Gorou's favorite way of checking how riled up Kazuha was, looking down at his hands gripping the sheets when they were only getting started. Leg hooked on the other's hips, the white-haired boy tried to pull him closer, grinding their bulges together.