Before It's Said

3

  Introducing, my first ever smut writing. Have fun!

  "Senpai?"

  "Ah... I...." Morinaga watched as Senpai attempted to piece together a sentence. It was, most likely, an excuse, or an angry outburst. But Morinaga stood, enthralled, as his beloved Senpai grew redder than he had already been. He seemed to get more and more flustered as he repeatedly attempted to formulate a response to the situation. Failing at that, he became silent, averting his amber eyes.

  Morinaga smiled. When Senpai was like this, he was so cute. It made Morinaga want to gather him into his arms. Of course, he wanted to do other things, too, but there were things that had to occur before the action. And, he loved Senpai. He loved him with every piece of his slightly-patched heart. He would keep telling him over and over again until he finally understood. When that day came, when Senpai said "I love you, too", Morinaga would be the happiest person, ever.

  Senpai, splayed out on the couch, was an enrapturing sight to the sexually frustrated Morinaga. As he approached, Senpai seemed to attempt to push himself back, as if attempting to become engulfed in the couch and disappear.

  With the infinite tenderness of one who is handling something delicate and priceless, Morinaga gathered up his Senpai into his arms, gently kissing his forehead as he did so. "Ah... S-stop, you idiot! Let me down!" Senpai said, and Morinaga began to carry him to his room. At one point, he abruptly shifted in his kōhai's arms, and, tensing slightly, grabbed hold of one of Morinaga's sleeves.

  They had reached their destination: Morinaga's room. Gently dropping his Senpai onto the bed, he scooted himself in between those two long, graceful legs, which he had been admiring earlier, and leaned in. The kiss he shared with Senpai was deep, and passionate. At this point, the struggling man beneath him began to relax.

  As they parted, gasping for air, he remembered to put Senpai's glasses in a safe place. Morinaga's hands began to wander up his Senpai's body. He stopped at the first button of Senpai's shirt, and began to unbutton it. His hands were a touch clumsy with eagerness.

  Hmm... I wonder why Senpai always wears shirts that button all the way up?

  Tetsuhiro had actually almost never seen Senpai in any clothing that wasn't easy to take off.

  ...I kind of feel like it's intentional, but not in the context I'm hoping for.

  When the last button had been undone, he spread the shirt wide open, exposing Senpai's beautiful upper half. Drawing hands across the pale, smooth skin, Tetsuhiro stopped at the collarbone. With agonizing slowness, he placed hands upon the exposed nipples, carefully rubbing at them.

  Raising his middle fingers slightly, as he tended to do, Morinaga gave them a light pinch. A quiet sound escaped the throat of his beautiful roommate, and Morinaga knew that his Senpai was getting impatient, too. But, Morinaga dallied a touch, placing kisses along his Senpai's jawline and neck, running a tongue along the places that he knew Senpai loved.

  Senpai shifted his legs a bit to allow Morinaga more space. Tetsuhiro smiled a bit, at this. Directing his wandering hands along a more southern route, Tetsuhiro felt Senpai shudder beneath his hands. As Senpai moved, the shirt slid off of his pale shoulders unnoticed. Both of them had been waiting for far too long.

  As he unbuttoned the blue jeans that concealed the more sensitive areas, Morinaga marveled at how thoroughly Senpai had relaxed. Those amber eyes that could communicate a million emotions (although, mostly anger), they were half-closed. His mouth, his lips were slightly parted, seeming to be braced for a kiss at any moment. His skin was flushed, and heat radiated from his body.

  The allure was irresistible at times like this, Morinaga thought, and he punctuated this thought with a light tug. Senpai's pants slid off easily, thanks to the cooperation of both parties. Morinaga's heart felt so full, overfilling with sweet love. Senpai had never liked sweet things, but, there were almost always exceptions to such preferences.

  "So beautiful," Morinaga sighed. At this, Senpai perked up slightly, looking at Morinaga. "What?", Senpai asked drowsily. The voice was music to Morinaga's ears. Slipping off Senpai's boxers, he leaned right next to an ear that was red with heat and embarrassment. "I love you."

  Placing a kiss directly upon the beautiful man's lips, he slid off Senpai's glasses, placing them on a nearby nightstand.

  Senpai, though, only said one word. Panting, he barely managed to mumble it loud enough for Morinaga to hear.

  "I-idiot..."

  A light touch sent tremors through his body, and Morinaga sent a gentle smile to his upperclassman. "I love you", again. Sliding back into his position, bent between Senpai's legs, he caressed one of the inner thighs. He recieved another shiver, as a reward. He wanted to make Senpai so happy, to send him into ecstasy.

  His hand was already soaked. It was covered in fluids, which would become sticky, soon enough. Kissing a place just a bit to the left, Morinaga ran a tongue up the side. Senpai jumped, and arched his back ever so slightly. It exposed his need a bit more, and Morinaga was more than happy to satisfy it. 

  "I love you."

  He took the full length into his mouth, and began to slowly move. Senpai made small sounds, reacting to the fever that Morinaga's touch left behind. He began to move a bit, involuntarily, so Morinaga was not surprised by what happened next. His back suddenly jerked into an arch, and warmth spilled into his mouth. That didn't take very long, he thought.

  Lifting his mouth from what had filled it, Morinaga sent another kiss to the inner thigh. Senpai sighed, relaxed, but both of them knew what would happen next. Morinaga began to strip.

  He pushed in one fluid-soaked finger, and Senpai inhaled sharply. As they moved, they would occasionally reach Senpai's favorite places, which caused him to gasp. Ah, Senpai's a little louder, Morinaga thought, putting in a second finger. So it went, until Morinaga knew that Senpai was prepared.

  The sweat made the slight chill in the morning air a bit sharper, and the scent, a touch salty. The scent of passion and male pheromones tinged the air, as well. Morinaga set into the position, and buried his face into Senpai's shoulder. The silken locks bore a slight peach scent. "..Ah!", Senpai sighed, as it went in. They set a slow pace, and he held onto Morinaga tightly, marking his back with countless scratches; some even drew a bit of blood.

  "Mori....naga!", Senpai cried, and Morinaga smiled, and breathed into his ear. "Senpai..." He leaned in, and shared a kiss. But, then, Senpai stiffened once more, and Tetsuhiro knew that the ending was nearing.

  He stopped briefly, to allow Senpai to recover, and then picked up the pace, once more. The sounds produced were much louder, this time, with the sounds of passion reaching Morinaga's ears at a faster rate.

  It had been a while, so it took less time than it had when they'd had a general schedule. After they had finished, Morinaga cleaned up, and they laid together in his bed. He stroked those soft, peach-scented locks as Senpai was claimed by sleep.

  When he could hold Senpai like this, Tetsuhiro felt like he was being accepted just a bit more. And, that was all that he needed, right now. It made his heart feel full and happy, almost to the point of bursting.

   "I love you."

  He basked in Senpai's warmth and scent, and he wondered briefly before dropping into sleep.

  ...Will Senpai ever love me back?

  ...I hope so.