Dakaichi Fanfics/Scenarios, Smut, Oneshots, etc.

Shower sex

Takato and Junta are both at home enjoying their time together. Takato is on the bed reading a book, and Junta's cuddling him, like the usual.

"Ah, sorry, I'm gonna go take my shower real quick." Takato says, getting up from bed.

"Okay." Junta replies, with a slight smirk on his face, already creating some plan. Takato grabs his towel and leaves the room.

He enters the bathroom and starts the water. Then, she sets his towel aside and takes his clothes off, revealing his smooth, pale skin.

"Takato-san! Can I join you...?" Junta calls out from the other side of the door.

"No! You can take one after!" He shouts back and gets in the shower, his clothes in the laundry bin now.

Literally, not ten seconds later, he hears some fiddling noises coming from the doorknob.

"Chunta..?" He calls out. Is he trying to open the door? "Chunta!" Takato calls out louder this time. "Stop it, what are y-" he hears the door open, then close as someone walks in. Takato's eyes widen.

"May I please join you?" Junta asks again, standing outside the glass door.

"Tsk, you're already in here. Why bother to ask? You're too pushy... now get out!" He sets the water to a warmer temperature so the glass fogs up.

Junta slides the door slightly open and peeks half his face as he stares at Takato. "Aw~ Takato-san, your body looks so lonely... Let me comfort you." Takato pulls the shuts the door back from him.

"Get out!"

He continues with his shower and tries ignoring him, but Junta keeps on teasing him by saying all kinds of lovey-dovey stuff while still keeping the door open. "Your arms seem tired. I can help you with that." Junta offers, as Takato washes his hair.

"You creep, cut it out!"

He lathers his body with the bar of soap and rubs gently with his hands before using a proper cloth. He feels uncomfortable with the weirdo staring and breathing heavily, though. "Takato-san's sweet body... all embraced by the soap... it's making me jealous." Junta mumbles.

Junta closes the door and takes his clothes off, getting in with Takato. "Takato-san~~!" He grabs Takato's waist and brings him closer, slowly grinding his member in between Takato's thighs. "Why don't we have a little fun...? Let me help wash in there, I'm really good at it..." He whispers in his ear.

"Nngh... Stop...!" Takato blushes, feeling himself heat up. He turns to Junta and tries to shove him away, but since they were in the shower, it made things a little messier...

Junta pulls them down to the floor, making Takato sit on top of his lap, straddling. This pervert...! Takato thinks to himself and feels uncomfortable as water splashes on his back.

"Chunta.. w-we can do this later." His voice was shaky, which turned Junta on even more. "Wait... I don't... think."

Without another thought, Junta inserts his length inside Takato. He uses some of that leftover soap on his body. "A-AH, WAIT...!" Takato cries out from the sudden movement and pain. It was fairly easy for him to do so since the water made things slightly "slippery."

"Your insides are so warm... Takato-san, you're so tight." He says and slowly thrusts.

"Wai... Chu-taahh~!" Takato moans, tilting his head back.

Junta thrusts again, holding onto Takato's hips. Takato falls on him, panting loudly. "Nngh. Ahh! Th-There...! Ch-Chun...ta~!" Junta hits his sweet spot and continues to pound in him. Takato's loud moans echo throughout the bathroom. "AHH! Nnghh~ O-owahh.." Junta grabs Takato's face and kisses him using his tongue. "M-Mmhh!" Their lips seal together.

"Nnn.." Takato breaks the kiss by moving too much and leaves a trail of saliva on both their mouths.

"Takato-san, your face..." Junta thrusts into him harder. Takato's face was all red, and his eyes were teary, making his lashes wet and more sticky as some cluster, appearing thicker.

He lays his head on Junta's chest and grabs his shoulders for support. He pants loudly as the pleasure increases. He looks up at Junta. "Chun... m-more~! Ahnn..." With that, Junta loses all control.

"Ch-Chunnn..! Nnnghh~ I'm about t- AGHH~!" Takato releases and collapses on Junta. He closes his eyes and moans softly.

"Hahh... Takato-san...?" Junta pats Takato's head, comforting him.

"Nnn...! Stop m-moving it!" He begs.

"But I haven't come yet..." Junta keeps caressing him. "I- I don't care... I-Idiot!"

"Please don't say that, Takato-san. You know you enjoy it~~?" Junta moves his dick around.

"Chu-taahh~! Nnng-noo! Ahh, mmhhh...!" Takato squirms in pleasure and slight pain. He begs for a break. "Ahhh..."

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"Please? Please, Takato-san!" Junta begs.

"Mmh. LEAVE ME ALONE YOU PERVERTED, PERVERTED, ANGEL!" Takato shouts at his lover

"But Takato-san..!"

Takato stumbles out of the bathroom and into the bedroom.

Tsk.. doing me like that! And then offering to help me change!? That Idiot!!

Junta follows close behind him and continues to ask. They're both wearing towels around their waists after finishing their "shower."

"Will you cut it out!? I'm still able to do it myself, you know..." He takes some clothes out of his drawer. Junta stands behind him,

"Then can I pick your outfit?" He asks with his angelic smile.

"Tsk. O-ow!"

"Takato-san!" He comes closer and holds him.

"Let go stupid! You're the reason why my lower back and hips hurt–!" He pushes him away.

"Just change and worry about yourself." The man says while drying his body. Junta just stares at him with his wings out, smiling like some creep.

Takato finishes getting dressed and lays down in bed, covering himself with a blanket. He then uses this blanket as a "shield" from Junta, Junta quickly dresses and tries to go under the sheets with Takato, too. "Eh? Whyyy.." He whines as Takato doesn't let him in.

"Huh?! You know exactly why!" He responds in an annoyed tone. Junta proceeds to slip his hands in and touch him. "A-Ahh! Chunta, stop poking me!" He lifts the blanket to get away. Junta grabs his wrist to stop him and takes him in his arms.

"Ehehe~ Takato-san.." He says happily, resting his head on his shoulder. Takato sighs and lets his dumb angel be.

"You're messed in the head, you know.."

"Only for you.." Junta kisses Takato's neck, gently sucking.

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