Stop Using Me {suna x uke male}

book 2 chp: 49

(M/N) sunk into the bed and closed his eyes, resting an arm over them. Suna watched from the door, looking back out to see Dexter retiring to his own room. Dexter looked, smiling at Suna and nodding. Suna returned it before closing the door.

Honestly, Dexter had been closely watching (M/N) all night. He has to know something, at least. Dexter was intelligent, he used to be Mafia Boss at Inarizaki, he can't just think they're strangers. At least, (M/N).

"Rin, come to bed." (M/N) mumbled without looking at him, reaching his hand out.

Suna smiled at the soft sight, taking off his shirt so he can sleep pressed to (M/N) as close as he can. He crawled into bed, grabbing (M/N)'s hand and kissing each knuckle slowly.

That got (M/N)'s attention.

(M/N) peeked an eye open, slowly putting his arm over his chest so Suna could see all of his face. (M/N) turned to face him, smiling tiredly at him as the day had took its toll on the strongest man alive.

"You missed a spot." (M/N) murmured, his fingers tapping over his own chest.

Suna raised a brow, kissing another knuckle and (M/N) shook his head no. Then Suna kissed the back of his hand, once more getting a no. His palm was next but (M/N) also shook his head no.

Suna felt a smirk twitch, but he acted dumb. He started kissing up his arm, every little inch of skin was left in a warm wake. (M/N) couldn't stop the soft sounds of a laugh, quiet, almost like a giggle. After all, he was still a human, no matter what his past and future entail.

"Not even close." (M/N) said.

Suna mocked a gasp, "Then where? I've kissed every inch." He scratched his cheek, playing dumb.

(M/N) sighed out, giving a dramatic roll of his eyes. He tried to feign annoyance, but the smile fighting through his stoic expression contradicted it. Suna gave a sly grin, gold like eyes almost twinkling in the moonlight of the snowy and cold mountain.

And they were the warmest they've ever been.

"Right here, Cowlick." (M/N) murmured.

He tilted his head up, brushing their noses together and kissing Suna's lips. Suna hummed, arm going around his middle back and pulling closer. The angle and position weird as they were laying next to each other.

(M/N) facing the right and Suna facing the left so their chests could touch. Suna was propped on a single elbow as (M/N) was completely laying down with his head tilted up.

But it was still perfect.

Just as usual, the kiss held that firm touch but with that same fire and passion. Each gentle kiss meant everything to them. (M/N) would relax beneath the touch, letting his guard down fully. Suna would feel his heart skip and beat and feel so alive.

They both felt different things as they kissed, felt what the needed and wanted each other. But at the end of the night, their kisses brought them together in the best way possible. It may be different, but it leads to the same outcome.

Suna sat up a bit, drawing (M/N) up and keeping their lips connected. He hummed out softly, pecking (M/N)'s lips over and over again. (M/N) smiled with each kiss and that caused Suna to smile as he kissed the man.

Suna cupped (M/N)'s cheek and the man gently grabbed Suna's wrist, thumb stroking up and down. For awhile it was just tender kisses being exchanged, letting the other know they were here. (M/N) definitely needed it.

(M/N) sunk back down into the bed, lying flat on his back and clutching onto Suna. Suna was hovering over him, pulling back from the kisses and looking down at (M/N). (M/N)'s eyes were soft the (E/C) color lighter than usual as he looked up at Suna. A hazy and tired look that made Suna's stomach flip and heart rate increase.