BL ONESHOTS NO.5

⁴⁴⁰🥵Ida x Aoki

Ida and Aoki were two young men who were known in their town for their good looks and charm. They were the ones who always turned heads whenever they walked into a room. But what others didn't know was the deep, passionate love that burned between them.

Ida had always been the more confident and dominant one in their relationship. He was tall, with piercing blue eyes and a muscular build. Aoki, on the other hand, was more reserved, with a lean yet toned physique and dark, mysterious eyes that held a hint of mischief.

One summer evening, they found themselves alone in Aoki's apartment.

They sat on the couch, their bodies pressed closely together as they watched a movie. But their minds were elsewhere, consumed by their desire for each other.

Ida leaned in and pressed his lips to Aoki's. The kiss was slow and sensual, each movement of their lips sending shivers down their spines. As the intensity grew, Ida's hands began to roam over Aoki's body, tracing the contours of his muscles. Aoki moaned softly, his fingers tangling in Ida's hair.

Ida broke the kiss and stood up, pulling Aoki up with him. He led Aoki to the bedroom, never breaking their heated gaze. Aoki's heart raced with anticipation as Ida pushed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him.

Their bodies writhed together as they shed their clothing, leaving each other completely exposed. Ida's hands traced every inch of Aoki's body, teasing and exploring every curve and dip. Aoki's breathing became heavy as he felt Ida's warm breath on his skin.

Ida's lips traveled down Aoki's neck, nipping and sucking at his sensitive spots. Aoki let out a low groan, his body arching with pleasure. Ida's hands continued their exploration, making their way down to Aoki's throbbing member. He stroked it gently, sending sparks of pleasure through Aoki's body.

In a sudden show of strength, Aoki flipped Ida over, now on top of him. He kissed down Ida's chest, stopping to pay special attention to his nipples. Ida's breathing became more erratic as Aoki's tongue licked and sucked at his sensitive buds.

Their passion grew with each passing moment, both men eager to please and be pleased. Aoki's lips traveled down Ida's stomach until they reached his throbbing member. With a teasing lick, Aoki took Ida into his mouth, causing him to let out a guttural moan of pleasure.

The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and heavy breathing as they pleasured each other. Their bodies moved in sync, their passion growing with each touch. In that moment, nothing else mattered except for each other.

Their love-making was intense and passionate, with neither wanting it to end. They explored every inch of each other's bodies, their desire for one another only growing stronger.

As the sun began to rise, the two lovers lay in each other's arms, their bodies exhausted yet satiated. They gazed into each other's eyes, the love and desire still burning bright.

"You know," Aoki said with a small smirk, "you can be pretty ruthless in bed."

Ida let out a deep chuckle, pulling Aoki closer to him. "You're not so innocent yourself, my love."

They both knew that their love was fierce and passionate, but it was also gentle and kind. And in each other's arms, they found the perfect balance.

As the sun continued to rise, they drifted off to sleep, their bodies intertwined and their hearts full of love. For Ida and Aoki, there was no denying that their love was intense, but it was also the most beautiful thing they had ever experienced.

In the peaceful silence that enveloped them, their dreams mingled, weaving together visions of a shared future. They imagined morning walks through the sun-dappled streets, laughter echoing as they explored quaint cafés and hidden gardens, hand in hand. Each thought brought with it the tender realization of just how deep their bond was—more than just passion, it had grown into something immeasurable.

Days turned into weeks, and their relationship flourished. Every moment spent together strengthened their connection, whether they were navigating the mundane tasks of life or losing themselves in each other's embrace. They supported each other in their ambitions, Ida encouraging Aoki's creative pursuits, while Aoki stood steadfastly by Ida's side during moments of self-doubt.

One evening, while strolling through a vibrant market filled with the scents of food and the sounds of laughter, Aoki paused, captivated by a small painting stall adorned with pieces that spoke of love and longing. With a grin, he nudged Ida, pointing to a vibrant canvas depicting two figures entwined beneath a tree.

"I wish we had something like this, a picture of us to remind us of all these moments," Aoki said, a dreamy glimmer in his eyes.

Ida smiled back, that captivating charm in full effect. "We could always create our own," he suggested. "With your talent for capturing emotions and my... willingness to be your muse." He wiggled his eyebrows playfully, making Aoki chuckle.

As Aoki took the brush to the canvas in their shared space, he poured all the depths of his love for Ida into every stroke. Colors danced and intertwined, reflecting not only their physical allure but the essence of their souls. Together, they created not merely an image but a story—a testament to their journey and the passion that enlivened them.

With the painting displayed in their living room, they found joy in recounting their adventures to friends, each story punctuated by laughter and tender glances. They celebrated the mundane and cherished the extraordinary, finding magic in every shared moment.

Yet, like all great loves, challenges were never too far away. Life tested them, presenting obstacles that threatened to shake their foundation—like the pressures of work, misunderstandings, and moments of fear. But each time, they chose to communicate openly, finding solace in their conversations even when the topics were difficult.

"I can't imagine going through life without you," Aoki confided one night after a long day. He traced patterns on Ida's arm, the intimacy of the moment settling over them like a warm blanket.

Ida looked deep into Aoki's eyes, understanding the weight carried behind those words. "And I won't let anything come between us. We've built something beautiful; I refuse to let it break."

Those reassurances became beacons during turbulent times. They emphasized the strength of their love, their mutual respect for one another overshadowing any fleeting doubts.

As the seasons changed outside their window, so did the depth of their love. Each passing day only reinforced their desire to be each other's partner not just in passion, but in all aspects of life.

One crisp autumn afternoon, as the leaves fell like shimmering confetti around them, Ida took Aoki's hand, feeling the warmth radiate from their connection. "I want to spend my life with you. To keep creating, exploring, and experiencing together. Will you be my partner in everything?"

Aoki's heart raced as he looked at Ida, feeling both a nervous thrill and overwhelming happiness. "Always," he replied, his voice filled with emotion. "No matter what comes our way."

They sealed their promise with a kiss, the world around them blurring into insignificance as they found themselves lost once more in each other's eyes, bound by the fire of their enduring love—a passionate flame that would outlast any challenge that may lie ahead. And together, they knew they could weather anything life had to offer.

For Ida and Aoki, the adventure was only beginning.

[No.44. Bye now.]