BL ONESHOTS NO.3

⁴⁸⁰🥵Takara x Amagi⁰⁸⁴

"Where the fuck have you been?" Takara yelled, and Amagi wanted to say something but was stopped mid-sentence, as Takara pinned him to a wall and kissed him so roughly.

"Oh my god, stop!" Amagi gasped in between kisses, trying to catch his breath.

"No, I won't stop! Not until you tell me where you've been all day!" Takara growled, his voice laced with anger and frustration.
Amagi tried to push him away, but Takara's grip was too strong. They were both panting now, their bodies pressed against each other's, their clothes in disarray.

Finally, Amagi managed to break free and he glared at Takara, his anger rising. "I was at my friend's house, okay? I told you this morning that I was going to hang out with them!"

Takara's expression softened as he realized how ridiculous their fight was. "But you didn't answer my calls or texts. I was worried about you."

Amagi let out a frustrated sigh. "I left my phone at home. I'm sorry, I should have told you."

They both stood there, their chests heaving, the tension between them still palpable. But then something shifted. Their eyes locked, and they both saw the desire and need in each other's gaze.

Without another word, Takara pulled Amagi towards him, crashing their lips together in a hungry kiss. It was like a dam had broken, all of their pent-up frustration and passion pouring out in this heated moment.

Amagi moaned as Takara's hands roamed down his body, gripping and pulling at his clothes. They tore each other's clothes off, leaving them both naked and exposed.

Their bodies moved in sync, each touch and kiss igniting a fire inside of them. The fight was forgotten, replaced by a primal need for each other.

As they reached their climax, both of them cried out in pleasure, their bodies trembling and shaking with release.

Afterward, they lay in bed, their limbs intertwined, with a sense of contentment and satisfaction washing over them.
"I can't believe we just had angry sex over something so stupid," Amagi chuckled, breaking the silence.

Takara laughed, the tension between them finally gone. "I know, I guess we both have a lot of built-up frustration."

Amagi turned to face Takara, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, I guess we'll just have to make up for lost time and have more angry sex in the future."

Takara grinned, pulling Amagi closer to him. "I can get on board with that."
And from that day on, whenever they had an argument or disagreement, they knew that they could always make up with some intense, passionate sex. It may have been a strange way to resolve their conflicts, but it worked for them as a married gay couple. Their love and passion for each other only grew stronger, and they were grateful to have found such a unique and satisfying way to connect.

[No.48. Hope it's okay. Bye now.]