ᴜɴᴅʏɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴠᴇ

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   The walk back to the RV was silent after they'd finally laid their best friend to rest. A huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders, regardless of their conversation with Denki's reflection at the top of the mountain. The blond had deserved the burial after everything he'd done for them.
   The silence between them was tense, just like the tired male's shoulders. He'd been quiet the entire walk back to the RV, and Anna didn't blame him. Hitoshi was naturally silent after all, but seeing him like this was unsettling.
   Both of them were still numb from the experience of burying one of their closest friends. It seemed the reality of burying their friend had finally settled.
   The actuality of Denki's death.
   The look in Hitoshi's eyes was distant. It left her with an uneasy feeling in the pit of her stomach. He needed something to distract him, even for just a little while.
   She buried herself into his arms when she closed the camper's door behind them, and he melted. His arms wrapped around her body, burying his face into her hair with a shaky breath of relief.
   "Thank you," she uttered, resting her cheek against his heart. "I know that wasn't easy for you, love."
   "It's fine," he murmured, burying the words into her hair. "I think we both needed that, Kit."
   She tightened her grip around his torso with a sigh of relief, melting into his embrace when he slid his hands up her back. She tucked her hands beneath his t-shirt to feel the soft skin of his back, and he shivered.
   "I'm okay," he promised.
   She pulled back to meet his gaze. "I know," she whispered, threading her fingers through his hair. She couldn't help the smile that tugged at her lips when she watched him shiver under her touch, and a low groan left his lips when she raked her nails over his scalp.
   "Kit..." his voice was breathless when he spoke, and her gaze softened when his grip on her waist tightened ever so briefly.
   "What's the matter, love?" She asked softly, and he shook his head.
   "Nothing," he murmured and a sigh of relief left his lips. "Just feels nice..."
   She hummed in amusement, allowing her nails to travel to the nape of his neck. "You're adorable," she mused, raking her nails along his scalp.
   A low groan of approval tumbled from his lips, and she smiled, holding his gaze. There was a certain intensity in his eyes while he watched her, and she watched his eyes flicker south ever so briefly. She swallowed when he licked his lips, and he met her gaze again.
   She pulled him down to press their lips together. He melted into her kiss with a low groan while his hands slid up her back to curl his fingers in her hair. A choked gasp left her lips when he forced her head back to deepen the kiss. It was a noise he swallowed eagerly while he guided her back.
   A sharp gasp left her lips when her back collided with the wall and she held on, losing her fingers in soft lavender hair. "Hito—!" She squeaked when swiftly he hoisted her into his arms.
   He silenced her, tracing soothing circles on her thighs with his thumbs, and she melted into him. "You don't have to say anything, sweetheart," he murmured against her lips, licking into her mouth. "I know."
   He'd welcomed her distraction with open arms, and with the way he was kissing her. He wanted this just as much as she did.
   She tightened her grip on his hair and pulled him closer. He responded to her kisses fervently, licking into her mouth again. She welcomed it, meeting his tongue halfway with her own. She couldn't help but whimper into his mouth when his piercing grazed over her tongue, melting into him eagerly.
   Her breath caught in her throat when he took a quick step forward to press himself against her. She could feel the hardened outline in his jeans, and she couldn't stop herself when she rolled her hips. The low groan that escaped him was heavenly, and a breathless mewl left her lips when he tightened his grip on her thighs.
   "Fuck," he whispered against her lips. He sounded just as breathless as she felt and her stomach flipped. He pulled back ever so slightly to meet her gaze. His breath enticed over her lips. "The things I wanna do to you..." He breathed, and her breath stuttered when the tip of his tongue flicked her lower lip. It was a slow, teasing movement that would have made her knees buckle had she still been standing.
   "Then do it," she whimpered, rolling her hips again, and a low groan tumbled from his lips. His eyes were blown with lust when she met his gaze. "Please," she pleaded.
   His lip twitched as he searched her gaze with hooded eyes. "Are you sure?" He asked huskily. "I need you to be sure, Kit."
   She bobbed her head. "I'm certain," she whispered, and he grinned.
He took her away from the wall to cross the short distance to the bedroom and slammed her onto the mattress. He towered over her, bracing himself on either side of her head as he settled between her thighs. She melted into him eagerly, threading her fingers through his hair when he leaned to capture her lips with his own.
   His hands travelled down her form, sending shivers down her spine. She felt his lips curl into a grin against her own when a whimper escaped her unwillingly.
   "I love the sounds you make," he whispered, and her breath hitched when he flicked his piercing against her lower lip teasingly.
   "Toshi," she breathed, tightening her grip on his hair.
   His responding chuckle was low and husky when he broke the kiss to trail his lips across the length of her jaw. "What's the matter, sweetheart~?"
   Okay, she breathed sharply. That nickname has a whole new meaning...
   Her mind was running rampant when his hands trailed down her sides, and she trembled under his touch when he ducked his hands beneath her shirt.
   "Talk to me, baby," he murmured against her skin, and she quivered when his tongue slid across her neck.
   "I..." her voice caught in her throat when he sunk his teeth into her neck with a low growl. A sharp gasp escaped her when he gripped her wrists to pin them above her head. She met his gaze with wide eyes when he pulled away to offer her a smug grin.
   Those indigo irises sparkled with mischief while he gazed over her body. She could only imagine what was going on through his head when the tip of his tongue darted over his lower lip. His eyes darkened with lust. He met her gaze after a moment with a wide grin, crooking his head almost playfully.
   "Speak up, Kitten," he chuckled, trailing the fingers of his free hand along her jaw, and she quivered, choking on the whimper that nearly left her lips. "I wanna hear that pretty voice."
   She swallowed thickly.
   God, his eyes were intense. They always had been, but now he was staring at her like he wanted to swallow her whole, and quite frankly, she'd let him without hesitation.
   "Wait," she breathed, and his brows furrowed, releasing her when she shimmied away to grab something from the bedside table.
   "Anna," he growled in frustration. "If you're having second thoughts..."
   She rummaged through the bedside table until she found where he'd stashed the box of condoms, and she grabbed a single wrapper before she returned. She giggled, sliding under him again before she lifted the package between her index and middle fingers with a cheeky smile. "'Course not, love," she said teasingly. She crooked her head playfully when his gaze fell on the condom in her hand, and a sly grin curled his lips. "You'll need this." She added smugly, and he met her gaze with a soft breath of laughter.
   "I love you so fucking much, Kit," he whispered.
   Her gaze softened when his eyes revealed the meaning behind his words. There was no hint of malice or deception in those indigo irises. He meant it.
   "I love you too, Hito," she uttered, and she melted into his kiss eagerly when he captured her lips again.
   He took the condom from her, and she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck to lose her fingers in his hair. He pulled back after a moment to toss his shirt aside when he pulled it over his head.
   A giggle tumbled from her lips, reaching to shimmy out of her shirt, and he tilted his head. His brows furrowed when she watched him focus on the gauze that wrapped the length of her shoulder and expanded to cover her shoulder blade.
   "What's with the bandage, sweetheart?" He asked curiously, and her gaze softened.
   "We'll call it a no-biting zone, yeah?" She answered sweetly, crooking her head, and he snorted.
   "I can work with that," he chuckled darkly, meeting her gaze. His eyes raked her form, and she couldn't help but squirm under their intensity as he slid his hands up her sides. "Fuck," the curse was breathless when it left his lips through a low groan. "You're so beautiful, Kitten."
   She hummed, sliding her hands up his torso in approval. "I suppose you aren't so bad yourself," she countered teasingly, and his grin widened.
   "Keep telling yourself that, sweetheart," he replied fondly, tilting his head. A giggle tumbled from her lips unwillingly. "Looks like Blondie was right," he added through a soft huff of laughter, and she crooked her head.
   "About what, love?" He raised the condom to show her in a silent reply, and she snorted. "He didn't need to be such a wee shit about it, but yes," she said sweetly. "He was right."
   He chuckled darkly, and she tilted her head curiously when he lowered himself. A choked gasp left her lips when he slid his tongue across her skin, and he groaned in approval. The sound vibrated in his chest, and she shivered.
   "Fuck," he growled deeply, and she arched into him with a sharp moan when his teeth sunk into her skin. "That's it, baby," he praised, licking over the bite. She melted into the sheets with a whimper when he traced soothing circles on her hip with the pad of his thumb. "Melt for me."
   "Hito ―" A shuddered gasp left her lips when he rolled his hips.
   "Can't take it anymore," he breathed, and she squeaked when he flipped her onto her stomach. She heard his belt unbuckle and the sound of his zipper. The noise sent a skitter of excitement up her spine.
   Screw her rules. He'd be safe so long as he used that condom. She'd been running circles around this subject for months. They both needed this.
   A mewl tumbled from her lips when his hand slowly slid down her back and she shivered into the mattress.
   "Lift those hips, Kit," he murmured into her bandaged shoulder, and her eyes widened when his lips pressed to the bandage sweetly. It made her stomach flip and her chest tighten. She shifted to her hands and knees, and he undid her shorts to pull the garment from her form―
   Riiiip.
   "O-Oi!" She choked, turning to scowl at him from over her shoulder when he ripped her underwear in half. "I don't have many of those, arsehole!" She huffed bitterly, and he grinned at her wolfishly.
   "We'll find more, Kitten," he chuckled darkly, and she trembled when he pressed his lips to her backside. "That startling amount of patience you always tell me I have is fucking gone."
   She didn't blame him for that notion. So was hers.
   "Then fuck me senseless," she muttered, and he grinned widely.
   "That's the plan," he mused, offering her a playful wink that made her stomach flip. His gaze fell to her backside and she heard the breathless "Fuck," that left his lips. A shiver rocked her body when his fingers slid over her sex, burying her face into the mattress to muffle her mewls. "Don't do that," he growled deeply, and she squeaked when her head was harshly jerked back by her hair. "I wanna hear you."
   "Hito," she whimpered. "Please..." She pleaded softly. God, she sounded pitiful. "We've had enough foreplay to last us a lifetime."
   He chuckled under his breath when his hand removed itself from her sex. "So impatient," he teased, and she puffed out her cheeks.
   "So are you," she grumbled, and he snorted.
   She heard the package rip when the sound of his jeans hit the floor, and the mattress dipped under his weight.
   "True," he spoke after a moment, and her eyes rolled when the broad head of his member pressed against her entrance. "I have a feeling you're gonna love this."
   She arched into him when he pushed forward and he caught her around her throat to hold her close. A squeal left her lips when he slammed their hips together in one sharp thrust, burying himself to the hilt. Her eyes crossed at the feeling of fullness that followed.
   Fucking hell, he feels really big. She couldn't help but think.
   "Fuck, baby," he growled into her skin. "You're tight as hell."
   "Hitoshi..." She whimpered, grasping his wrist when his grip around her throat tightened ever so briefly.
   "What is it, sweetheart?" He chuckled darkly.
   "Move," she mewled. Her breath hitched when his lips brushed against the back of her neck, and a low groan left his lips. "Please..."
   "Fucking Christ," he muttered under his breath.
   "Please," she pleaded, her voice cracking in desperation. Hell yes, she'd lost her bloody patience. She needed this. The temptation had long since boiled over and now that he was buried deep inside her, she hoped this never ended. Screw the consequences.
   He buried the low growl that left his lips into the back of her neck when he withdrew his hips ever so slowly—
   Slap! She arched with a sharp gasp when their hips collided again in one sharp thrust.
   "Fuck," he groaned into the back of her neck, his chest vibrating with the curse. He continued the slow pace of his hips, sliding his tongue across her skin. She shivered against him when a whimper tumbled from her lips. "You take my cock so well, Kit."
   "F-Feels good," she mewled, and his low groan responded with another deep thrust of his hips.
   The hand around her throat released her, and a choked squeak left her lips when he slammed her into the mattress. He held her down when he grasped the strands of her hair by the root. He used it as a brace to deepen his thrusts, and her eyes crossed.
   With the way their hips were slapping together, she couldn't control the sounds she was making anymore. They were loud and uncontrolled, but not once did he attempt to silence her.
   "Shit," he growled deeply, and she mewled when he tightened his grip on her hair. "You sound so fucking cute."
   "Hitoshi..." she whimpered.
   "You're taking me so well," he groaned, pulling her back by her hair.
   Her back arched with the movement, facing him upside down. He released her hair to grasp her throat, holding her in the position. She watched his eyes darken with lust when he held her gaze.
   "Such a good girl for me," he cooed, and she melted into him when he kissed her deeply. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this, baby." His voice was strained when the words tumbled from his lips.
   She threaded her fingers through his hair to hold his lips on hers when she returned the heated kiss. "Me too," she mewled, panting through the exertion.
   The sound of their hips connecting with every deep thrust of his hips was nearly enough to drive her crazy. She'd waited so bloody long for this.
   She needed this distraction just as much as he did.
   He swallowed the squeak that left her lips when his free hand trailed from her hip to that little bundle of nerves to rub gentle circles. "Hito―!" She choked, and he hummed in approval when a low groan left his lips.
   "That's it," he cooed when he broke the kiss. "Fuck..." The curse left his lips in a low growl that sent a skitter of sparks along her spine. "You're fucking tight, Kit..."
   A startled squeal left her lips when he slammed her down on the mattress again, and he deepened his thrusts. Fucking hell, she'd never heard these sounds leave her lips before. They were loud and uncontrolled.
   "Fuck," he growled deeply, and a sharp cry left her lips when he sunk his teeth into the back of her neck. "I love you," he muttered into her skin. "So damn much."
   "T-Toshi―!" She cried out. "Slow... Slow down," she whimpered, and he buried his face into her shoulder.
   "I... I can't..." His voice was strained when he spoke, and she shivered when a delicious moan left his lips. "You feel so fucking good..."
   "Hito―! You're..." She mewled, burying her face into the sheets. "You're going to break the condom..."
   His pants were loud, fanning against her skin, and her eyes crossed when he quickened his pace until the mattress squeaked with every thrust.
   "Fuuuuck..."
   She shivered when the curse left his lips in a strained moan, burying her mewls of approval into the sheets. She adjusted her hips—
   "Fuck!" He nearly shouted, and a sharp cry left her lips when he bit down on her shoulder to muffle the sound. "Stay... Stay just like that, Kit." He uttered, and she held onto the sheets when he deepened his thrusts.
   God, she was so close...
   "You're... fuck... You're twitching..." he murmured, burying his face into the back of her neck with a low chuckle that made her body quiver. "You gonna come for me~?"
   She bobbed her head frantically when her breathing picked up, and he quickened his pace. Her moans and sharp cries were loud, echoing around the bedroom. She watched his hands grip the sheets on either side of her head, and she bit down on the sheets to muffle her cries.
   "I... fuuuck..." He growled deeply, and she squeaked when one hand vanished from sight to bury itself in her hair and yank her head back. "I told you not to hide those sounds, Kit," he muttered darkly, and she shivered when he released her hair to slide his hand down her spine. "I wanna hear every pretty little sound you make for me."
   "Hitoshi..." his name tumbled from her lips in a breathless moan, and the low groan that he buried into her shoulder was heavenly.
   "Such a good girl for me." His whispered praise nearly did her in, unable to hide the shiver that shot through her body. His responding chuckle was low, and his warm breath fanned against the shell of her ear. "You're so cute when you shiver like that," he murmured in her ear, and the cry that left her lips was loud.
   "Hito―" She choked. "I'm gonna―"
   "That's it," he groaned and buried the harsh growls into her shoulder. "Fuck... So close... Come for me, baby. I wanna feel you."
   His command washed over her in an instant, and she willingly tumbled over the edge with his name on her lips.
   "Fuck!" His shout echoed around the room when he buried himself to the hilt and stilled inside her. Tremors rocked his body when he buried the heavy breaths into her skin, and she squealed when he collapsed on top of her after a moment.
   "Hito―!" His name left her lips in a breathless squeak. "You're heavy..."
   "Sorry," he murmured, pressing his lips to her shoulder before he pulled away with a breath of relief.
   A shuddered wince left her lips when he pulled out, and she buried the trembling mewl that escaped her into the sheets.
   "Shit..." The curse was soft, and she shifted.
   "What is it, love?" She asked curiously.
   "Nothing," he chuckled after a moment, and she heard him discard the condom.
   The bed dipped under his weight when he returned. A breathless giggle left her lips when he pulled her into his embrace with a sigh of relief.
   "Holy shit," he uttered breathlessly, tossing one arm over his eyes. "I needed that."
   "As did I," she hummed, nuzzling into his side while she traced soothing patterns across his chest. His tattoos would always leave her in awe. The intricate sun and moon piece spanned the entirety of his upper chest. It was beautiful, and she couldn't help but trace the crescent moon. "Your tattoo is beautiful," she whispered, and his chuckle was soft.
   "You like it that much, huh?"
   She bobbed her head, shifting to press her lips to the moon before she trailed her lips to the sun. She trailed her lips to the eclipse that rested over his heart. "You never told me what your tattoo meant," she uttered when she met his gaze. "Most tattoos have meanings," she continued when he removed his arm from his eyes to offer her a curious tilt of his head
   He shifted to pull her on top of him when he rested his back against the headboard, and she curled against his chest with a sigh of relief. "Ever since I was a kid, I've always had this thing for celestial shit," he explained softly. "I got this done in my last year of high school and it cost most of my savings." He added with a soft huff of laughter when he traced the sun of his tattoo with a fond smile. "The sun and moon are for my dads," he continued. "It was the best way to describe their personalities."
   "And the eclipse?" She asked curiously when she gently trailed her fingertips over his heart.
   "It's for Eri," he chuckled. "The whole piece represents the family that took me in when no one else would."
   Her gaze softened, pressing her lips to the star closest to his heart. "In that case, I suppose you'd represent the stars?" He bobbed his head with a soft huff of laughter.
   "Yeah," he thoughtfully replied. "I'm the stars, Kit. My birth mom used to call me her little star."
   Her gaze softened at the revelation and she met his gaze with a thoughtful smile. "That's adorable," she whispered, and he pressed his lips to her temple. She couldn't help the giggle that burst from her lips after a moment, and his responding chuckle was curiously soft when he trailed his fingers across her skin. "You'd be the moon for me," she said fondly, and his gaze softened.
   "And what would that make you, sweetheart?"
   Her smile softened when she leaned to press her lips above his heart. "The eclipse," she whispered. Her vision blurred with unshed tears when she flattened her hand over the celestial sun of his tattoo. "Denks was the sun."
   His laughter was soft when it left his lips. "Yeah, he was," he chuckled, curling his fingers in her hair. "Get some sleep, baby. It's been a long day."
   She curled herself further into his embrace with a nod and nuzzled into him when he covered them with the sheets. "I love you," she uttered breathlessly, and his arms wrapped around her waist to hold her close.
   "I love you too," he murmured, burying the sentiment in her hair. "So fucking much."