Being The Strongest means getting a lot of marriage proposals, with everyone drooling at the thought of becoming part of the famous Gojou family and bearing its heir. But Satoru is tired of it, so when higher-ups decide to kill Yuuji only because he...
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“I said slowly, my dear impatient wife~” Toru chuckles. “But if you insist…”
And his husband’s right hand is suddenly on Yuuji's jaw, angling his face; his left hand is between the boy’s blades, leading him forward; and he closes his eyes instinctively. But before Toru places his lips on his, the man’s thumb pulls on Yuuji's chin lightly, parting the boy's lips. And just like that, Yuuji is kissed like an adult for the first time. He doesn't remember how it really felt or what was happening during it, the boy being too much in his head.
“You okay, Yuu-chan?” Toru asks after parting.
“Um. I think we need a lot of practice.” Yuuji mumbles, ashamed.
“That's why I'm here! I will teach you everything~!” The man grins. “So, do you know what you did wrong?” He asks, and the boy groans.
“So I really did something wrong!” He puts his head on his husband's shoulder with a sigh.
“Yep! Yuu-chan didn't kiss me back!” Toru whines then, and oh.
“I forgot.” Yuuji realizes this, straightening up. “I'm sorry, Sensei! One more time, please!” He bows.
Toru chuckles at it, then shakes his head. “First of all, relax. Second of all, follow your instincts. Third of all, enjoy it!” He grins. “Let's change the roles. Try to kiss me first, and I will show you how to respond.”
The boy nods and takes a deep breath. He closes the distance to put his lips gently on Toru’s upper lip when the man catches his lower one. Oh. It does feel different now. Then Yuuji is angled, his husband’s hand on his jaw again leading him on one side slightly. They draw back a bit to meet again a second later. It's kinda nice.
“It was better this time, right, Sensei?” Yuuji wants to know after he pulls away.
“Yep! More lessons, and we will get there!” The man grins and ruffles his hair. “So? How do you feel afterwards?”
“Hm? I'm okay.” Yuuji smiles.
“Just okay? That's it?” Toru sounds irritated again. “Yuu-chan, who do you think just kissed you?”
The boy tilts his head. “My husband?”
Again, staring through the blindfold. Then. “We are over for today~”
Yuuji blinks. “Eh? What did I do this time?”
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Kissing lessons leaves Satoru dissatisfied. Yuu-chan gets better at it, and the man is proud. But the kisses are so… unnerving . That's not what he expected. Satoru knows he's a good kisser; all his partners were beautifully flushed and out of breath after one session with him. So why is his wife so unbothered? It irks him to no end. The man needs to cut those lessons off, not being able to get into the right mood and being annoyed afterwards.
He guesses it's not his fault. It's not even Yuuji not having enough experience, the boy eager to learn and please Satoru.
The feelings are what's missing.
Yes, they do like each other, but there is nothing more to it. No ounce of tension between them.
He decides to kiss his wife only when the situation requires it. The man is not sure how they would look into someone's eyes while doing it.
Then the day comes, and Yuu-chan is vibrating with excitement in the morning.
“Hey, Toru. Should I bake something for your family?” He asks shyly.
Satoru snorts. His wife clearly has a very wrong assumption about his relatives. “I’m sorry to ruin your blissful dream, Yuu-chan, but my family is a bunch of assholes. You don't need to do anything for them.” He smiles.
The boy gasps. “But I want to make a good impression!” He exclaims with a frown. “Even if they are assholes, they are still family.” His sweet wife mumbles.
And that's just so Yuuji. Always thinking about others.
The man smiles fondly. “Besides, I don't want anyone else to eat my wife's baked goods~” He teases, and the boy huffs a laugh. “We are going to wear traditional clothes, Yuu-chan. Do you know how to put them on?” Satoru asks.
His wife blinks. “Oh.” He shakes his head. “Not really.”
He smiles. “Then I will help you!”
Not so long later, the man has his wife standing in front of him in his underwear only, and he smirks.
“Before I start dressing you up, Yuu-chan, I need to mark you a bit.” Satoru states casually.
“Eh?” The boy makes a confused face.
The man closes the distance to trail his finger on his wife's bare skin, from his neck to his chest. “I need to leave some hickeys, Yuuji.” He grins.
Yuu-chan blinks several times and then smiles. “Oh. I understand.” He nods. “Do I need to do anything?”
Satoru hides his frustration. Is Yuuji really fine with everything he throws at him?
“No, just relax. My wife is in the best hands, after all~” He chuckles lightly.
The man starts with the neck, sucking gently on the skin and leaving trails of fresh markings. He knows his family; they will watch his wife intently, and Satoru is possessive, so hickeys are a must-have.
Yet Yuu-chan just lets himself be marked, unperturbed.
Satoru scowls into the warm skin and wraps his arms around his wife's waist, tugging him closer. A small yelp in response, and that's it. The man pauses to glance at the boy. “Is this okay?” He murmurs.
Yuu-chan chuckles. “It kinda feels like a puppy licking me.”
He snaps and bites his wife on the collarbone. Another yelp of surprise.
“Eh?! Toru?!” The boy asks, alarmed. “Biting too?!”
Satoru smiles. “Yes~ Dogs can bite too~” He sings.
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