[及菅 | OiSuga]: Angel feathers {𝒰𝓃ℯ𝒹𝒾𝓉ℯ𝒹!}
i don't know what to say. this isn't even my favorite ship. but this ship is the epitome of softness and comfort, so... yea.
as there are not too many #OiSuga stories in the world, i decided to write one. for myself.
enjoy, if you decide to give it a try. it's sweet, and sad, and soft, and it will most probably make you cry.
Started: 2025-02-02
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- ... your... wings... - Oikawa mumbles, kissing down, kissing over his clavicles now.
Kōshi does not understand, but he shudders at the careful touch. By now, he yearns to be kissing those loving hands, to be sucking on those gentle fingers. Instead, he buries his burning face into his Tōru's neck, and takes it - he loves enduring this tormenting petting so much.
It is so very different from when Daichi used to do to him that it's surreal. Tōru's fingertips travel the outline of his shoulder-blades so painstakingly slowly - it is as if there are real wounds there, from very real wings which had been ripped off. It is as if his gentle lover is afraid not to cause him pain by touching him.
It almost makes Suga cry.
- I love you... - he whimpers, utterly overwhelmed. - Tōru, I love you so!!!
Ah, but those careful fingers that are caressing his bones! Those amazingly sweet lips that are forever ready to kiss back, to return the love, to respond - even if Suga decided to wake his lover up at 2 a.m.!
Those fingertips grope and fondle, and traverse ever small bit of his back, making him writhe in some unknown sensation of ecstasy, and as Kōshi feels the butterfly touches over his bones, and the never-ending kisses over his neck and chest, he also feels his underwear get moist, and then get wet, because this here is so much better than most sex he has had in his life!
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