Dependent✅

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Reisi was awakened by something touching his back. He looked behind him and saw Mikoto was kissing his shoulder. They shared a brief kiss before sitting up. Last night's activities had caught up with them, halting their movements.

"Ugh, my hips..." Reisi mumbled, feeling as if walking was now an impossible task.

"Imagine how I feel..." Mikoto grumbled, not suffering as much as Reisi.

They exchanged looks then lied back down, seeing neither were in any condition to move.

"Hey, Miko..." Reisi called out. Mikoto hummed in response. "Are you okay?"

"Reisi, I know. You're scared. You're afraid that I might not have actually wanted to and was faking for your sake. Like I told you a million times last night, I'm okay with it, I'm okay with you. I want you to touch me." said Mikoto, placing Reisi's hand on his cock. "See? I'm not shaking or disregarding my pain to go vomit."

Reisi nodded in understanding before pulling away. Mikoto had been through so much. He didn't want to do anything Mikoto didn't want to do. Mikoto closed his eyes then drew a sharp breath. He looked under the sheets and saw Reisi teasing him with his tongue. Reisi met his eyes then giggled innocently before letting him go.

"Oh no you don't. You're going to finish what you started." said Mikoto, trying to get Reisi back.

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Reisi waddled out of the kitchen, feeling pain with each step he took. It felt like torture. He made his way into the living room where Mikoti sat watching TV.

"Oh my, you really look like you're in pain... Did I really go that hard...?" said Mikoto full of worry.

"Yes! But it felt good so I didn't say anything..." muttered Reisi, sliding his way onto the couch.

"Sorry... speak up next time." said Mikoto with a sorry look.

"Next time? You plan to do this again?" Reisi asked in disbelief.

Mikoto kept silent, seeing no chance of winning whether he answered or not. Reisi dropped it, opting to watch TV with him.

"Think we're missing out on valuable education?" he asked, looking at Mikoto.

"Now that I think about it, did your mom try to wake us up?" asked Mikoto curiously.

"Well even if she did, we were in too deep a sleep. We did two rounds that's for sure..." replied Reisi, massaging his thighs.

They sighed in remembrance then exchanged looks. They started to laugh, seeing this as a moment to remember in the future. Mikoto leaned against Reisi, stealing chips from his bag. Reisi didn't mind, finding everything relaxing and serene.

"Miko, have you thought that maybe... maybe we shouldn't be doing this?" said Reisi, rubbing Mikoto's arm.

"Huh? Why not?" asked Mikoto, looking at him.

"I'm just worried. I might be the toxic one in the relationship. While you're getting better, I'm getting worse. This drug is going to kill me in a few years, or maybe sooner after the stunt I pulled yesterday. What if you get caught up in your emotions and decide to take your life after doing so well? What I think I'm trying to say is... maybe we should just stay friends." said Reisi, leaving his head against Mikoto's.

"Even if we both want to be romantically involved...?" Mikoto muttered, holding Reisi's hand.

"I'm sorry, Miko... I just... I just don't want to take you down with me. You're too good." said Reisi, placing a kiss on his forehead.