I Can Free You || UshiTen

Ushijima

Tendō's hand on my chest felt heavy, yet light.

Why is this?

He gently pushed me back onto the mattress and looked down at me. I saw a sudden change in his eyes. They were soft, and caring, yet I saw the shade of lust deep within them.

"Wakatoshi-kun," he purred, causing my heart to flutter.

Leaning closer to my face, I felt my cheeks flush as my face fell numb. His lips pressed against my ear and I could feel the moisture from his breath.

"I can free your sexuality," his voice slurred.

I felt my body go limp as he straddled my hips, his hands running up my torso. The devilish grin his face wore made my skin crawl.

"Tend—" I was cut off by his lips crashing into mine. Inhaling a sharp gasp, I closed my eyes and kissed him back. My hands cupped his face while his ran through my hair.

He chuckled against my lips as I felt his crotch teasingly grind against my lap. Shocked by the sudden feeling, my back arched slightly, pressing our chests closer together.

My hands moved from his face and I slowly wrapped my fingers around his wrists, my lips failing to move in sync with his.

He grasped my hair tighter, pulling my face closer to his, as he kissed me harder. His lips moved with desperation, as if he was drowning and my mouth was the air his lungs needed.

Pulling away for only a second, he exhaled, "Wakatoshi."

His lips crashed back against mine, harder this time. I was speechless, breathless, thoughtless.

My lips parted slightly as I shifted my head, trying to deepen the kiss. His tongue darted into my mouth, dancing aggressively against mine. Shocked by the sudden gesture, my fingernails subconsciously dug into his hands.

Pulling away, the tip of his tongue tugged at my upper lip.
"Wakatoshi, I love you."

Before I could reply, he pressed his lips against mine again and let out a quiet moan, only to be muffled by my mouth.