When the Sun Stops Shining

Chapter Fourteen: You Do That So Well, Don't You?

[I'm going to warn you now, this chapter's a little smutty. Read at your own discretion.]

"K—Keishin," Suga moaned, clutching on the blonde C.O's bare back. "You're so... naughty..." Ukai was grinding the grey-haired male up against the wall, clutching his backside as he did so.

"They—we won't be caught here," Ukai whispered into Suga's ear, gently sliding the grey-haired male's trousers down to his ankles. Suga was hard, really hard. Ukai's breath was warm and soft against Suga's skin, the gentle caress that Suga craved so much.

Suga stepped out of his trousers and pressed his near-naked body against Ukai's, joining their lips into a passionate kiss. Ever since Ukai had arrived at the prison three months ago, Suga had been unable to take his eyes off the newbie. Clearly, Ukai had been unable to take his eyes off Suga either. At the time, Daichi and Suga had been going through a rough time in their relationship. He remembered it like it was yesterday.

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"Should you be out here?" Ukai narrowed his eyes at the grey-haired male, who was sulking. However, once Sugawara realised who he was looking at, his facial expression brightened up slightly.

"Heya! I'm Sugawara, but everyone calls me Suga!"

"You shouldn't be so casual with me, inmate." Ukai was trying to sound annoyed, but he had a small smile on his face. "It's not appropriate."

"It's also not appropriate for you to be smoking out here like this," Suga pointed out, looking around himself. The two of them were standing out by the sheds. Suga had stormed out after a particularly explosive argument with Daichi, and Ukai was just leaning against the shed, puffing on his cigarette.

"I won't tell if you don't tell."

"Deal." Suga couldn't help but smile up at Ukai. The blonde seemed slightly shocked by the action, but he soon regained his usual composure.

"So, what do you think of this place? It's a dump, right?"

"Mmm. I came to work alongside a friend of mine, Wakatoshi."

"Ah, him. We call him Statue. He doesn't really do anything," Suga said, shrugging his shoulders. "Although, Icicle's even worse. Can't blame the guy, though. He's hard of hearing."

"I don't get the things you inmates say sometimes," Ukai murmured, taking another puff of his cigarette. "Might as well be speaking Greek to me."

"I could speak a lot of languages for you," Suga murmured, moving so that he was now standing next to Ukai. "I majored in languages at uni. I almost dropped out, but I had a friend that convinced me to keep going." It had been hard for Suga — juggling gang life with campus life — but he'd managed it.

"Mmm. I get the feeling you're flirting, Sugawara."

"That's the first time you haven't called me inmate. Still got a long way to go, Ukai." Suga grinned. "Hey, what's your first name?"

"I'm not telling you. I've heard the nicknames you give other people," he added with a dark look on his face. "Anyway, shouldn't you be going inside? You've got count in..." He paused, taking a quick look at his watch. "Five minutes."

Suga grabbed Ukai's free hand, taking a look at the watch. It was digital. "You're wrong. It's a weekend, so we don't have count as frequently. Count would be half an hour from now, right before lunch."

"I'm still learning the ropes, I guess." Ukai chuckled. "Should I be trusting someone like you to show me around, Sugawara?" Suga still hadn't let go of Ukai's wrist. It felt nice, touching his skin. No. He's still with Daichi, isn't he? He shouldn't be doing this.