Matchablossom: Fuck away the pain

Reconnecting

⚠️  Smutt ⚠️

Adam’s voice flowed around them as they stood staring at each other. Neither of them was listening to what was going on. Langa had gone up to he masked wearing operator of S. He demanded a beef with Reki. Stating the two needed to work something out.

This had thrilled Adam. “Oh, trouble in paradise?” he hooked his arm around the lanky blue haired skater’s thin waist. “Maybe I could help?” He purred.

“I just want to race Reki. Prove to him that I’m better.” Langa looked at the other teen. Reki scoffed blowing his red hair out of his eyes.

“You only skate as good as you do because I built you that board. If I win, I want it back!” He demanded.

“And when I win, I want you to admit that I’m the better skater. Your talents lay elsewhere!” Langa insisted. Their little arguing was enough to keep Adam entertained.

Earlier, Joe had pointed out that Adam would probably have Tadashi watching both his bike and Kaoru’s. This was where Shadow came in. Although he had parked his car beside Joe’s bike, he had arranged for another car to be ready. As Langa and Reki were keeping Adam’s attention on them, Shadow swung past Joe. He dropped the keys into the singers pocket, letting him know where the car was. Oka was attempting to tail the elusive Tadashi.

“Come with me, please Kaoru. We need to talk.” Joe pleaded holding out his hand.

“Don’t call me that, not here!” The pink haired beauty slapped the bare chested man hard enough to leave a red mark on his chest. Cherry Blossom bit his lip. He kicked off.

“Come on, those two won’t be able to entertain him forever.” He called over his shoulder. Kojiro snorted. He followed the flaming pink hair. They reached the car. Joe tossed their boards in the back seat and jumped behind the wheel. The gates came up quickly.

No one was trying to leave so early. He was able to breeze out without any of the guards seeing who was driving the car. Without talking they made their way down to the pier. Well, under the pier. The place they would always meet up as kids to start skating. Joe shut the car off as Cherry got out. He pulled his mask down.

Cherry sat on the hood of the car looking out over the water. The midnight sun sprinkled its light over the glistening surface. Joe leaned back.

“Pinky, I have always had…”

“Shut up and kiss me, Gorilla.” Cherry whispered. Joe didn’t hesitate. He moved his large body in front of the petite man. Pushing his legs apart, Joe stepped between them. He tilted Kaoru’s face upwards. Their eyes locked.

Long thin elegant fingers pushed their way into Joe’s hair. The tie he had in to hold his hair back so the wind wouldn’t mess it up, came out. Cherry looped it over his wrist. Joe leaned forward. His own large hand cutting into the soft pink waves of hair. The hair tie didn’t stand a chance against the thick fingers. It snapped springing off into the darkness.

Joe bent closer to the face that had haunted his dreams. Those lips waited. He watched the golden eyes. Kaoru was like a live wire in his grasp. The electricity spewing from him was shocking the green haired brutes heart. Delicately as possible, Kojiro pressed his lips to the soft thin ones. The scent of Cherry blossoms in bloom filled his nose.

Kaoru grasped a handful of Joe's hair pulling him closer. His other hand worked over the large muscled shoulder, down under the jacket he wore to squeeze the muscles there. He leaned back onto the hood of the car, pulling the thick muscled man with him. His legs came up. They trapped the singer’s body to his own.

Kojiro’s warm large thick hand slipped to catch one of the slender legs. The dress like robe Cherry wore slid down his smooth skin. Kojiro’s hand grazed over the bare skin as he slipped his hand under the cloth. As their tongues battled each other, Kojiro realized Cherry had nothing on under the skirt.