Playing Games With The Billionaire (KageHina)

20 - Rooftop Rendezvous

Shoyo sat up in surprise to see Yamaguchi hanging out the window with his camera in hand.

Tobio stretched before sitting up as well.

"While not as comfortable as the window seat inside, I must admit that there is a tranquility up here that is quite relaxing," Yamaguchi said contemplatively.

Shoyo grinned at the other man. "See? I told you."

"Look, I don't have a death wish like the rest of you so just give me the money shot so I can leave you to it. I don't get paid enough to hang out a damn window."

"Money shot?"

Shoyo's confusion didn't last long as Tobio reached over and pulled him closer while leaning in to meet him half way.

His squawk of surprise was cut short by warm lips pressing against his own and he fisted Tobio's shirt, once again reduced to holding on for the ride.

Fuck, the man could kiss. He always managed just the right balance of lips, teeth, and tongue.

Shoyo was gasping for air when they finally broke apart and could only blink in stunned silence as the other man turned to smirk at something in front of them.

The camera was completely forgotten until Tobio spoke again, this time with his voice deeper than normal which sent a shiver down Shoyo's spine.

"Is that enough of a show for you?"

Yamaguchi gave a shit eating grin before pulling himself back inside, closing the window part way behind him for what was presumably a little privacy.

He was still waiting for his brain to catch up with the moment when he found himself being pulled onto Tobio's lap. The man had arranged his limbs so that both his legs were bent on the knee and were on either side of Tobio's thighs.

The daylight was starting to disappear and their gazes locked for a long moment before their lips crashed together again.

A hand slipped into his hair and tugged his head back so lips and teeth could run down the curve of his throat.

"Now, I think this an excellent way to spend the rest of the afternoon."

The ginger head had no chance to agree before he was being devoured again.

The heat quickly built between them and his very nerves felt alight. Large hands slipped from their places at his waist and hips, and instead moving to knead at his ass cheeks.

A moan slipped free immediately at the sensation and he was pulled forward to grind into Tobio's lap.

The man was rock hard, and it was only then that Shoyo realized he was as well.

A shiver of anticipation ran down his spine.

Would this be like those other times when they were both in the shower?

Shoyo had one arm hooked around the other man's neck for support but set the other hand to clumsily unbuttoning the shirt that stopped him from feeling that heated flesh against his own.

The hands moved to slip past his shorts and into his underwear to continue their pulling and squeezing motions directly on his skin.

He couldn't stop more moans from slipping free but Tobio seemed keen to swallow them up. He placed his palms directly against the man's now exposed skin. Gliding them from those pecs and slowly down his abs. He was rewarded with groan from the man.

They didn't break apart until one hand moved from its task of fondling to instead pressing two fingers against his lips as the man's mouth moved his attention to his neck.