Daily life of FukaLen

Depression [NSFW]

* This story is NSFW. You have been warned. *

The sun was shining bright.

The birds were singing in a beautiful melody.

Everyone looked so happy.

Except Len.

Something must have happened to the blonde. But he just won't talk about it.

"..." Fukase observed his blonde from a distance; he wasn't sure what to say, plus he knew Len would like some private time alone.

Hence the crimson boy kept doing his own thing as he returned his focus back to the laptop and began typing; there was an assignment that he was about to hand-in soon.

Len continued looking outside the window. Fukase staying by his side has definitely brighten him a bit. But the blonde was still pretty much depressed.

Slowly turning his head around, Len noticed the tea on the coffee table was freshly made. He recalled the last time he took a sip was 30 mins ago, there was no way the tea would still be this hot.

The short blonde looked up to his boyfriend and finally a warm smile came to his face. Who would ever thought that Fukase could be this gentle?

"... Thank you." Len quietly said.

Fukase just simply looked at Len and gave him a grin. "Anytime, banana."

Seeing that Len still didn't say anything, the redhead stood up from the chair and walked towards the blonde; Len blushed a little when Fukase touched his face preciously.

"Wanna go somewhere else?" The redhead asked softly.

Len only shook his head in return and continued looking at his boyfriend with dreamy eyes.

It took Fukase a moment to think, but soon the crimson boy pulled his blonde to a kiss. He then began taking off the blonde's shirt and kissed on every part of Len's body.

"Fukase..." Len could only moan in return and lowered the curtains so that people from outside couldn't see them; the room was then in pitch dark.

Fukase placed one more kiss on Len's forehead before he thrusted into the short boy; he embraced Len and placed more kisses on the short boy's neck and shoulder.

Unlike how they usually made love, Fukase was very, very gentle this time.

It felt like the redhead was handling something really fragile.

Fukase shoved in slow pace while hitting the sensitive spot of Len's. Causing Len keep releasing sweet moans.

This was a very different sex the redhead was giving to the blonde; and Len couldn't find a word to describe just how amazing he felt.

He loved how his man would always own him with passion and strength; but the way Fukase held him now made him realized just how much love he was receiving from his love.

"Ah... don't stop..." Len crossed his legs around Fukase's hip; begging the redhead not to stop.

"Whatever you say, banana." Fukase continued thrusting and kissed Len's palm dearly.

Hours have passed and Len was now resting on Fukase's chest, humming in bliss.

"Finally came over your depression?" Fukase stroked Len's hair lovingly.

"Yea." Len smiled back and kissed his boyfriend's cheek.

"You can talk about it if you want."

"It doesn't matter now." Len hugged the crimson boy as tight as possible. "Now that I think about it, it was not worth to mention anyway."

"If you say so." The redhead let out a chuckle. "I guess my service was satisfying?"

Len giggled cutely and sat on top of Fukase; he giggled more noticing his redhead frowned in uneasiness by this position.

"That was really hot." Len began grinding.

"More, please."