DaiTeru

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Daishou Suguru x Terushima Yuji
Slight mature rating. Sexual humor and implications are mild in this.

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"He wasn't looking for forever, but he thought he found his future in those gleaming chestnut eyes."

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It was well into midnight when Suguru found himself in the arms of someone, his liquor soaked lips sloppily connecting with those irresistibly chapped ones over and over again.

He hated to admit it, but he was so fucking into the tongue piercing.

He found fingers trailing up his crop top, tracing the tattoo he got a few days ago, the stinging feeling pleasant as he shifted into the touch. The blond beneath him chuckles against his lips, until his own fingers find the unruly hair and tug, making him groan into his mouth.

Spending those minutes in his arms was pure ecstacy, and the best part was he didn't need to get attached. He whines when those skilled lips leave his, only to find them attaching themselves to his neck, inked into the form of an intricate snake.

"What's your name, babe?" The tongue piercing is tracing against his Adam's apple, making him groan in impatience and desire. A hand traces along his thigh, inching ever so closely to his growing problem downstairs.

"Don't need to know that," he hisses, gripping the hair and attempting to pull his lips closer because god did he need them against his again. It's pointless banter at this point, meant to rile him up. "Just hurry up."

He snickers against him. "Not until I know the name of the fucking angel in my arms."

Suguru huffs in retaliation, and the male under him bites at his collarbone teasingly, trailing his tongue up his throat. Slowly edging him on further and further, that was his favorite part of remaining distant. No room for being sappy, slow, and in love. His hair is pulled at instantly, making him tilt his head back and exhale sharply.

"Suguru Daishou," he breathes, not sparing another glance, before his chin is abruptly grabbed forcefully by rough and coarse hands.

"Look at me when you fucking talk to me."

The demand is enough to silence him and look directly into those clouded, swirling chestnut eyes. His mouth is slightly gaping open, which allows the blond to sneak another, softer kiss against his lips. His tongue slips in shortly before he pulls away

"Yuuji Terushima," he hums, gleefully touching Suguru's exposed skin and smirking at the slight arch in response.

"Didn't ask," he retorts, not really to be rude, but because he knew by the fingers digging into his sensitive skin that he liked the bratty side of him.

"Thought you'd need to know the name you'll be screaming later," whispered Yuuji, making him shiver at the breathy tone of his voice. "What do you say, babe? Back at yours, or here at mine?"

Being so lightheaded, it was now harder to speak and easier just to act. Suguru ground down against him, and that was the confirmation Yuuji needed.

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"Oh my god," Suguru breathed, as he grasped the bed sheets, realizing he was barely clothed. He only had his ripped jeans on, and that enough was to reassure him he didn't do anything too bad while heavily influenced.

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