“Since when you’re into piano bars?”

“Don’t I have the right to change my taste?”

“No. Spill it out.”

“He’s singing here.”

“He?” Jun asked perplexed for a minute before his eyes opened widely at the realization of whom Nino may speak. “The guy from the graphic design department can sing?” a soft giggle escaped from his mouth. “You’ve certainly done your research!”

“Of course, I have!”

“So, you used me as an excuse to come here and play it hard to get… Nice friend!”

“Oh, c’mon! You’re not one to talk! You finally got some fun and kept it all to yourself.  I’m here to give you a live report!”

Nino received a not too harsh smack on the back of his head as a reply but nevertheless was dragged to the bar entrance.

“You owe me!” Jun whispered close to Nino’s ear as the waiter showed them to the table reserved (!) for them.

“You owe me…” Nino replied in a low voice, a wide smile making his whole face glowing. “…details!”

“You…”

“Shh! There he is!”

Jun sighed when he saw that even if he yelled at the moment he wouldn’t have his friend’s attention. The lovestruck gaze of his was stuck to the small-figured man that sat in front of the piano. Jun had to admit that he looked better than ever and once he started singing, his melodic voice took him by surprise.

Now, I can understand why your taste has changed… he thought. He sipped some of his wine as he carefully looked at Nino drooling over the other. His hand was loosely holding the glass but wasn’t bringing it to his mouth. He was surrendered… the same way Jun was surrendered to someone else. His heart skipped a beat at the thought of Aiba Masaki.

The latter had insisted on taking him out to eat together once the company’s decision was announced… to cheer him up, as he had told him. After the late lunch or early dinner, depending on how someone interpreted it, they spent the rest of the day walking around Sapporo. It seemed that thanks to this friend of his, the other knew the city quite well. That night didn’t have the underlying passion and lust of the previous one but something the same intense that made Jun’s heart melt. It had been him the one who sought Masaki’s hand, intertwining their fingers together and couldn’t be happier when the other accepted it placing them into the pocket of his jacket and continued walking as if nothing had just happened.

Since they arrived back at Tokyo they had only exchanged a few mails and one short call but nothing more. Jun made a mental note to bring Masaki to this bar. It would be nice for a second official date… The atmosphere was aristocratic, warm… romantic…

“Isn’t he perfect?”

His friend’s question came to take him out of his sweet fog of thoughts filled with his new… boyfriend…? He was still afraid to put a name on it…

“Nino.” Jun said in a low but serious voice. “Once his program is done you go to find him and talk to him.”

He chuckled when he saw the other swallow hard. “Don’t tell me that you, the great, fearless Nino, who has been molesting the poor guy’s butt over and over again at the office is too shy to go and talk to him.”

“But…” Nino tried to protest but Jun didn’t let him say another word.

“You’re going. Dot.”

Nino leaned closer, resting both his elbows on the table. “Fine. But first… you tell me who this mysterious man is that managed to make you see your defeat, as if it was something that wasn’t worth your usual monthly mourning routine.”

“He…”

“He…?” Nino pressed Jun more, knowing that there was no other way he’d find out what had happened at Sapporo. He could still listen to Ohno Satoshi singing but he tried to stay focused on his friend. He knew Jun would avoid talking to him so this was his best chance to exploit the situation and find out the details he was carving for.

“I met him on board of the plane… we were sitting next to each other… and…”

“And?” Nino asked, getting more impatient.

“He was the one from the opposite company.”

Nino couldn’t believe his ears. “You mean you met a gorgeous guy on the plane and if I judge correctly from your blush, you fell in love at first sight but this very guy turned out to be the one who actually got the deal?”

Jun lowered his head, his eyes fixing on his glass of wine. “Yes.” he whispered before sighing. “He actually kind of… flirt with me from the beginning during our flight… and despite being this early in the morning, I felt nice… and then, I saw him at the meeting office of Saitama S.A. and he was even more gorgeous in his suit, he wore casual clothes on plane… so…”

“I can only imagine you having this idiotic smile of yours while he was making his presentation….”

Jun avoided his friend’s remark and spoke in a lower voice. “Once our presentations were over, he asked me out.”

“And you went… simply like this!”

“I did.” Jun admitted before sipping some more of his wine.

“Wow!” Nino exclaimed as he mirrored the other. “He must be really hot for making you surpass the fact that he actually got the one deal you were aiming at.”

“I knew I had lost from the moment I heard his presentation. The thing is that he was able to understand me… to really see through me, Nino. His words undoubtedly did hit the nail on the head!”

“Ok… So, in other words, he’s Mr. Perfect for you and you want to tell me that that night you didn’t have sex? How did you cope? I mean you’re in the desert for months, now!” Nino raised his hand before Jun could argue. “Shut up! I know you are!”

“We both know you are as well! At least, once you really went for Mr. ~Hold me now, don’t cry~” Jun mimicked the song Ohno Satoshi was singing at the moment, making Nino blush in the deepest shade of red. He cleared his throat to get rid of the shyness that had invaded him. Hearing Jun mentioning the song the one who had won his heart was singing this very moment had involuntarily made him focus more on him and lose his ground. Why did the other had to sing such a sad song that reflected his fears? ~ I hope at last you’ve found what you’ve been searching for and though I won’t be there anymore I will always love you~ Nino fought the urge to turn around and look at the slightly shorter man. No! I should remain focused! he thought when seconds later, applauses filled the bar. The song was finally over. He took a deep breath and focused once again on Jun who was staring at him with a slight amused look. “Look, Nino…” Jun continued in a serious voice. “I wanted to. I really wanted to and the truth was that I was tempted to invite him to my room… very much… I’m not going to lie but… in the same time, I didn’t want to… and luckily he didn’t want to, either.” Jun was thankful that there was no mocking – even if he meant no harm – from his friend.

Nino composed himself and leaned closer to the other who sipped some of his wine. “So, now, you want to tell me that he’s officially your boyfriend?!” there was an excitement in Nino’s voice as he uttered the words. “Congratulations, Jun! Success in both your work and love life!”

“If you were more serious at work, you’d have it yourself!”

Nino let out a long sigh. “I’m perfectly fine where I am! I don’t need a promotion. It may mean more money but that comes with more responsibilities and more working hours… a.k.a no, thank you! I want to work in order to live, not to live in order to work.”

“You imply something?” Jun asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I don’t!” Nino reassured Jun. “Because you like it! You can handle it while I can’t! End of story!”

“Fine… but you can definitely work on your love life…” Jun said as he made a small nod. “He’s finished!”

“But… I-” Nino didn’t finish his words as he was made by the other to follow the shorter man.

“Go!”

It wasn’t that he didn’t know Jun was right; he did. This was the reason why he was there with him… but he was afraid; afraid of rejection. This time, he didn’t want to pass a few moments of nameless pleasure. Probably, for the first time in his life, he sought for full attention that wouldn’t be nameless; it would have a name, he was afraid to even whisper out loud.

“I’m sure everything will be fine! Have faith in yourself, Nino!”

Nino sighed but nevertheless made a small nod. Deep inside, he was hoping his friend was right.

---

With heavy, rather awkward steps he walked towards the small room Ohno Satoshi had entered. He took one deep breath before he finally found the courage and knocked on the door.

“Enter!” the familiar, soft voice reached his ears.

He opened it and saw that the other had already put on his jacket, ready to leave.

“He… hello, Ohno-san.” there could be no misjudgment. His voice was betraying his nervousness.

“Ninomiya-san…” there was no trace of surprise in the slightly shorter man’s voice. How could there be? Nino had made sure to reserve the table with the best view at the piano, as soon as he found out that the other was having these small performances at the piano bar.

Nino’s heart skipped a beat. He knew he had to do it. During these days that Jun was away at Sapporo and was having lunch by himself, he noticed that the other would throw him a look. It wasn’t hostile, like it could have, if he took into consideration all the times he had been touching him. The reason behind those touches, was to cover up for his nervousness, as a way to transmit his feelings. Stupid… he knew it well… but he was afraid; afraid of being turned down. Yet, realizing that he was stared back, made him want to not limit himself to only that. He wanted to talk with the other, be close to him… Be honest for once. Tonight, he took Jun because he was sure his friend was the little push he needed, even if he didn’t want to openly admit it.

He took a deep breath before he opened his mouth again. “I… I happened to pass by one day and saw your name… I looked it up and found out that it was indeed you the one who was singing…”

“I don’t get paid, though… I just do it because it’s a friend who has the bar and well… I really like singing. It kind of helps me stop thinking about things.”

“You… you were really amazing. You sing beautifully!”

“Thank you.” the reply sounded timid gaining a smile from Nino. “I’m truthfully glad you liked it, Ninomiya-san.”

“I…” Nino started saying but remained hushed in the end. His eyes were locked on the other’s beautiful ones that were staring back, as if they were asking him what the real reason for being there was.

“Yes?” the other asked in the same sweet tone, tilting his head, the smile he had on his face, never fading away.

“I…” Nino repeated as he made a few steps closer. He wanted to tell him to call him Kazu, Kazunari, however he wanted… just not Ninomiya-san… His heart was at the verge of breaking into thousands of smaller pieces but he made the two more steps that were necessary to stand in front of the other without leaving more than only a-few centimeter distance between them.  “I just wanted to…” his throat felt dry. The words couldn’t form in his mouth… suddenly losing every trace of courage he had gathered up to that point.

“Please, say it…” the other man said, his gaze remaining the same intense.

Nino gasped. Ohno Satoshi’s smile had become wider, his hand that was now touching his, encouraging him to spell the three words, both of them, from what it seemed, anticipated to hear. “I… I think I…”

“Yes…?”

“I… love you…” Nino whispered on the other man’s lips, feeling his heart pounding crazily in his chest. He had done it… he had actually said these three words. Before he could say anything else, he felt a hand wrapping around his waist bringing his body closer to the one of the man in front of him. His lips were claimed into a slow, yet passionate kiss. Perhaps no more words were necessary. Just feeling his lips moving along with Satoshi’s was more than enough. He didn’t need an answer. The other was telling him everything with this kiss.

---

Jun looked at his watch with a slight frown. Nino should have been back by now. He had seen how nervous his friend had been from the moment they met and got into the taxi. Even if now he knew the real reason his friend had dragged him to the piano bar wasn’t so much to find out about him and what had happened at Sapporo but to have someone with him because he was afraid to go to the bar on his own, Jun had decided to help him. It had been a really long time since the other was actually interested in someone seriously.

Nino always informed him if he was about to leave with someone but this time, more than twenty minutes had passed by and still no sign of him coming back. He decided to pay for their drinks and go, look if something had happened and his friend had left without texting him. What he never expected to see from the half-open door was Nino pressed against the wall, his hands tangled in Ohno Satoshi’s hair, while the latter was devouring his mouth feverishly.

He turned around to leave as soundlessly as possible and left the bar. He made a nod to the first taxi he saw and pulled his phone out. After having sent a congratulations text to Nino, he decided to send a text to the one that made his heart flutter.

To: Masaki

Found the perfect place for our  

next date… Interested?

Jun

His eyes were following the view, as it constantly changed outside from the taxi window, when he heard his phone vibrating. His heart almost stopped. It wasn’t a text but a call… and on his phone screen it was the name ‘Masaki’ that appeared.

He dragged his finger on the screen to reply the call but before he had the chance to say anything he heard the husky voice that had ghosted his dreams speaking to him in the now-familiar flirtatious tone.

“You finally decided to ask me on a date…”

“It’s been two days since we saw each other.”

“And three since our first date… I’m not a very patient man, Jun!”

“Patience is a virtue… they say…” Jun replied having found some confidence when he traced the desperation and need in the other’s tone.

“Not when it has to do with someone as hot as you…”

“Are you implying that you’re like this only for my looks?” Jun teased the other, knowing well that it wasn’t like that…

“I didn’t know that you could be such a DoS! I guess my intuition does have gotten mislead with you!”

Jun muffled a small laugh. “Why do you say that?”

“Because you’re pretending the innocent just to make me say that I’ve missed you, even if it’s only been two days that we’re apart!” the words were spoken in one breath and with a certain stretch.

“Ok... I admit guilty… but you’re so cute when you’re shy!”

“Look who’s talking!” Jun could hear the slight giggle once the phrase was spoken.

“And because I’m guilty I have to confess that I’ve missed you, too…”

“How about tomorrow we have lunch together? Both our companies are in Minato area anyway! Could you make it?”

Jun felt his lips curving into a wide smile… suddenly, feeling warmer inside. He would see him. “It’s fine with me. My break is at 12:30.”

“Mine too. So, talk tomorrow to be sure?”

“Ok…” Jun replied hesitantly. He didn’t want to hung up yet.

“I don’t want to hung up either, Jun, but unfortunately a stupid report waits for me to have its diagrams…”

Jun chuckled. They certainly communicated even without words. “Then, we can’t have it wait any longer!”

“I’m glad I decided to call you! Having heard your sexy voice has cheered me up!”

“I’m glad for that, as well, even if I consider it rather nasal!” Jun replied.

“And who said nasal can’t be sexy? To me, it is!” the other replied in a lower tone. “Very much!” Jun had to let out a shaky laugh to that. He was fluttered and somehow found it cute. “Tomorrow?” the other asked using his normal tone, this time.

Jun smiled as he replied. “Tomorrow. Sweet dreams…”

“You, too!”

And with that there was the usual beep sound reaching Jun’s ears. He didn’t like it… He wished he could hear more of the other’s husky voice… because to him, as well, it was sexy… sexier than any other voice he had ever heard in his life.

A long sigh left the back of his throat as the taxi pulled over. He had reached his apartment. He had a quick shower before he lied on his bed, a shy smile never leaving his face. Tomorrow…

***

“And remember to bring the-”

Jun frowned seeing Sakurai Sho freezing, his eyes fixed on someone behind him. They were at the smoking area located by the main entrance of their building.

“Sho-chan?!”

Now, it was Jun’s turn to freeze. He realized that Sho’s eyes weren’t fixed on any person… but his Aiba Masaki.

“Aiba-san?” the surprise more than evident. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh... C’mon, now, Sho-chan! You used to call me, Masaki, even Masa-kun, and now, you call me Aiba-san? It hurts my feelings!” Masaki replied in a rather carefree and cheerful way, before he slipped his arm around Jun’s waist, pulling him close to him. “I didn’t expect to see you. I’m here to see Jun.”

“Ah… you two…?”

“Yes.” It was Jun who replied to Sho, his eyes having gotten as narrowed as possible, as he kept staring at his coworker intensely. “And now, excuse us! We’re having lunch together. You can let the folder in my office. I’ll take care of it, once I’m back from lunch break.” Without breaking the eye-contact with Sho, he freed himself from Masaki’s grip and took the latter’s hand into his, intertwining their fingers together. “Ready to go?”

“Always for you, baby!” Masaki replied with a smirk before he turned to Sho. “It was nice seeing you after all this time, Sho-chan!”

Jun started pacing down the street in a fast pace, dragging Masaki with him without waiting for Sho to say anything else. He was furious… Why had Masaki called Sakurai Sho Sho-chan?! Why used Sakurai Sho to call Masaki by his first name or even by a such an intimate nickname? And why had his older coworker frozen at the sight of Masaki? Why was he out of words? Why did Masaki seem to flirt with him, not caring if Jun was in front of the whole scene? But above all why was he holding Masaki’s hand this tightly? Why was he walking this fast? Why was he feeling the need to yell at Sho not to even dare to the other like that ever again? Why was he so angry?

“Jun…”

At the sound of his name, Jun stopped and turned behind to see Masaki have an amused look. There it was again… that hint of smirk… On his left there was a small alley. Before he could think clearly what he was doing, he led them in there pinning Masaki against the wall of the first building on their right so that they were out of the majority of curious gazes.

It was only then that he looked into the other one’s eyes. The smirk wasn’t there anymore… but Jun could clearly recognize an excitement in the other’s eyes.

“I didn’t know you’d be this hot, if your jealousy point was triggered!”

What had the other just implied? As a matter of fact, he could never have expected that he could be this possessive… but he didn’t want the other call anyone else in such an intimate way. Flashes of Masaki’s flirtatious tone once he had boarded on the plane kept popping into his head, making him even more restless.

“You…” he whispered, his eyes having narrowed dangerously, turning darker by each passing second. He could sense that the other was somehow provoking him… and the more Masaki did, the less he could resist.

“Even if you have nothing to be jealous of, because there’s nothing going on with me and Sho-ch-”

Masaki didn’t have the chance to finish his sentence as Jun shut him up not with words but with his mouth itself. He didn’t want to hear more… He couldn’t stand to hear more. Since the other had been talking, it was easier for the latter to kiss him in an open and eager way he had never dared before. He tilted his head, smiling satisfied when he felt the other mirroring his move, giving him more access to deepen the kiss. Their tongues moved around each other, as if they were fighting for dominance, exploring deeper and deeper, neither feeling the control needed under these circumstances. They were still outside, still in public but couldn’t stop. What mattered that moment was only them… the hotness that had invaded their bodies. Jun was holding both Masaki’s wrists tightly, not giving him the chance to move them, to touch him like he, himself, craved for; because he was angry… and jealous.

Whines and soft moans escaped from Masaki’s throat but they only made Jun eager for more. He was now pressing his whole body on the other, leaving Masaki no space between him and the wall behind him. Jun was almost out of breath but didn’t want to let go of those luscious lips that felt so hot against his. What he did was though to let go of the hands that immediately found his waist, bringing him even closer. The sensual dance of their mouths continued until both of them pushed away because their lungs were in a desperate need of some air.

Panting heavily, they rested their foreheads against one another, their gazes never tearing apart.

“If… I… knew you’d… be th… this good… because… of jeal…ousy… I’d have… triggered it… sooner…”

Jun was still out of breath. He couldn’t say anything. “You… are mine…”

A breathy laugh escaped from the back of Masaki’s throat, as his fingers came to brush feather-like Jun’s right cheek. “Sounds… good! Though, that was already… a plan…”

Jun took a deep breath, closing his eyes, in an attempt to regulate his breathing. “I…”

This time Masaki’s hand came to rest on his lips, causing him to hush. “There’s nothing to worry about, Jun. I know Sho-ch; no. Sakurai Sho.” He let out a small chuckle seeing how Jun frowned. “We were in the same year at university and had the same major!”

“You were friends?”

“Not exactly… Sho-c… argh…! Sakurai Sho! He had… let’s say… a crush on me?” Jun couldn’t believe his ears. Had Masaki just say that Sakurai used to have a crush on him? “I did accept to go on a date with him because at some point he had become a bit too clingy – and no we didn’t even kiss – but that was it! He was convinced we had nothing in common and remained two acquaintances that hadn’t met each other since a few minutes ago!”

“You… He… he had a crush on you and even if you haven’t seen him in years, you call him Sho-chan!”

“I used to call him like this! I used to call that way everyone back then!” Jun was about to speak once again but Masaki didn’t let him, as he landed a quick peck on his lips. “I promise I won’t call him like that ever again. What matters to me is my Jun not my program-hectic acquaintance from university!”

Jun sighed. “I… I may have overreacted… but-”

“If you overreact by giving me such kisses…, I don’t know… it somehow makes me want to make you overreact again!” the other said in a teasing tone.

“Don’t even dare to think about it!”

Another quick peck landed on Jun’s lips. “You’re so cute! But now let’s go! I’m hungry and we don’t have enough time!”

This time it was Masaki the one who grabbed Jun’s hand and led the way. They earned a few curious gazes but Jun didn’t care. The warmth around his right hand was the most important thing at that moment.

***

“So, you mean your new boyfriend was your first crush’s crush?!”

Jun raised his eyebrow at the sight of his friend laughing his heart out. It was Saturday morning and he was with Nino at his apartment. “Why do you find it so funny?!”

“Because it is…?” Nino said between giggles. “Seriously, now, what a small world!”

Jun let out a long sigh. “I just couldn’t believe it, Nino… The moment I heard Masaki calling Sakurai ‘Sho-chan’ and saw the latter freeze at his spot, all I wanted to do was to-”

“Mark your territory!” Nino said, his lips having curved into a smirk.

Jun chose not to comment on that. “I was never the jealous type!”

“I was never the exclusive type and here, I am not giving a damn about anyone else but my Toshi!”

Jun caught the dreamy tone of his friend’s voice and chuckled. “Is your Toshi that good in bed?”

Nino jumped like an excited puppy on the sofa. “He’s not just good… He’s incredible!”

“I’d appreciate it if you let out the details!” he saw his friend pouting and quickly added. “I’m really happy you’re happy, Nino! You know that, right?”

“You’re really into sappiness…” Nino said, his voice trembling a bit as he uttered the words.

“And you like it!” Jun teased him, making them both to laugh out loud.

“So, is tonight the big night?”

Jun knew his cheeks had turned redder.

“You’ve already planned everything, haven’t you?” when Nino didn’t receive any answer, he leaned closer “And then we call Sho-chan Mr. Program!”

Nino earned a small smack on his back but that didn’t discourage him to continue laughing.

They spent the next half hour talking about random things, knowing both that it was what would calm Jun down.

“I’m meeting with Toshi for lunch!” Nino said as he put on his shoes. “I’ll send you a text later for good luck! Ok?”

“Have fun, Nino!”

Nino only winked at him before he closed the door behind him, leaving a nervous Jun behind.

Jun closed his eyes and took a deep breath. First, I have to take a bath! Yes! He hurried to his room to take his bathrobe before entering the bathroom. It was not more than two weeks since he had gotten together with Masaki. They had gone on a date to the piano bar, Nino’s boyfriend was appearing at, they had had dinner at Jun’s favorite Yakiniku restaurant, they had had dinner at Masaki’s favorite Chinese restaurant. Each time they had spent more than fifteen minutes, kissing madly in the car before they said good night and Jun knew that he couldn’t stand it anymore. It felt as if he already knew the other for years… Tonight, he had invited the other to his apartment to taste his homemade Italian food… but both knew that this wasn’t the real reason behind the invitation and that was what it made the whole thing so nerve-wracking.

“You just need to relax…” Jun muttered to himself as he let his head rest on the back of the bathtub. What truly mattered is that they both wanted it the same.

***

When the bell rang, Jun was placing the second glass on the small table in the living room. Everything was ready. The food was delicious, the bottle of wine was waiting for them in the right place, the aromatic candles were giving off a gentle vanilla scent and the soft jazz music was creating the beautiful atmosphere, Jun had wanted to have.

He checked himself on the mirror by the door one last time before he finally opened. He gasped at the sight of an overly sexy, dressed-in-total-black Masaki. The other wasn’t just handsome; he was breathtaking… Jun noticed, as Masaki leaned to kiss him, that he was wearing the same cologne he did at their flight to Hokkaido.

“Do you plan to seduce me, tonight?” Masaki asked huskily on Jun’s lips once they parted. Jun didn’t say anything in reply. He limited himself to a small smile, as he made way for the other to enter in his apartment. He had caught how the latter’s eyes had roamed all over his silhouette the moment he had opened the door and couldn’t be happier about it.

“Wow...!” Masaki exclaimed once he saw what Jun had prepared.

“Give me your jacket.” Jun said, feeling his heart beating faster.

The other though was faster pulling him into his arms. “You do plan to seduce me, tonight… You’re dangerous, Jun, do you know that?” Masaki whispered, his hot breath landing sensually on Jun’s half-parted lips.

“Your… jacket…, Masaki…” he whispered with difficulty, fighting the urge to crush their lips together right there, by the entrance, not caring if the food would probably turn cold in the meantime.

The other smirked and moved slightly backwards. He handed Jun his jacket once he took out a small box from its right pocket.

Jun’s eyes fell on it, not knowing what to expect. “You didn’t have to…”

“I did have to… but that’s a surprise and it can wait for later! Ok?”

“Ok…” Jun swallowed with difficulty, his heart beating faster, as he hung Masaki’s jacket at the clothing stand he had next to the mirror at the entrance. When he turned around, he saw that Masaki had already advanced to the living room.

“Pinot noir?!” Masaki asked, more possibly, himself while holding the bottle of wine in his hands.

“We’re having Italian, that’s why…”

“A chardonnay would have also been fine.”

“Not when the sauce has truffle mushrooms as its base.” Jun whispered close to Masaki’s ear, gasping his chin was held by the other, so that their lips could only be a few centimeters apart.

“You’re really into the detail…! I’m flattered… because I know you did all this for me…!” each word was spoken in a low whisper, melodic and seductive in Jun’s ears that started buzzing. They were standing really close… again...

“Shall I serve us?” he asked with a trembling voice.

Masaki brushed his lips with his thumb, his eyes never leaving Jun’s darkened ones. “Can’t wait to taste it…”

Jun knew that behind that taste it there were more hinted… much more… making his body tremble in anticipation and excitement. He only smiled as he went to the kitchen. In less than ten minutes, they were both enjoying the pasta.

“It was delicious!” Masaki exclaimed whole-heartedly once he had finished. Jun couldn’t express how happy he was seeing the other getting pleasantly surprised the moment he had tasted the first bite. “I didn’t know my boyfriend was such a talented chef!”

Jun giggled but blushed. He was confident in his cooking skills but hearing it from the person that mattered more in his life was giving it a different-scale importance. “I’m glad you liked it!” he told the other and pecked his lips before he took both empty plates to place them in the sink. “Dessert?” he asked as he turned around, just to squeal in surprise when he realized the other was right behind him, entrapping him between his body and the sink. “Masaki…” he whined but both knew he didn’t mean it.

“That’s why I came here… to get my dessert…” Masaki whispered huskily, his mouth ghosting over Jun’s hypersensitive skin. He placed soft feather-like kisses from the corner of the latter’s mouth to his jaw and moving south to the crook of his neck.

Jun gasped, his hands gripping the collar of Masaki’s shirt as he tilted his head to the side to give more access. His mind was turning blank. It was happening… it was actually happening. He let out a mewled moan when the other sucked the side of his neck, teeth nibbling it playfully. He was feeling hotter… he wanted to feel the other’s skin against his, with no boundaries between them, no unnecessary clothes. His hands, trembling, reached for the first button of Masaki’s black shirt to unbutton it. He could feel his boyfriend’s lips curving into a smirk against his skin but no comment reached his ears, making him move to the lower ones. Once he had unbuttoned all of them, his hands were pushed away. Masaki took it off himself, throwing it on the floor, his mouth never leaving Jun’s neck. He was devouring it like a hungry beast, as if he couldn’t get enough.

Jun could feel his cock hardening against his trousers, demanding attention. His whole body was as if set on fire, his legs turning into jelly. He was holding on the other desperately, knowing that if it wasn’t for him, he’d fall on the floor. As he clung his hands on Masaki’s bare back, he could only moan. It felt smooth under his touch, smoother than he had imagined it to be.

“I want you…” he whispered straight into the other’s ear, before he bit the tip of his earlobe, not caring if he sounded needy. He was not ashamed for what he was feeling… It was the first time in his life he felt something this strong for someone else and that was what mattered. He wanted to feel everything the other had to give to him and show him what he wanted to give, as well.

In one fast move, he was held up in the air by his thighs, letting out a whiny moan when his erection brushed against Masaki’s lower half. To Jun’s surprise, the other was slim but very strong. It was only then that they looked each other in the eye. He gasped when he saw how lustfully they were staring at him.

“Bedroom?”

“Second door on your right from the opposite direction.” He quickly mumbled before he crushed their lips together into the most insatiable, wet, desperate kiss they had experienced together.

They bumped twice on the walls as Masaki made their way to the bedroom but didn’t seem to care less. No one was willing to stop from tasting each other, wanting to feel as much as possible. Once inside the bedroom, Jun was thrown onto his mattress in an unceremonious way. He didn’t say anything. His eyes were following how Masaki was getting rid of his pair of trousers. It was the first time he was seeing him naked and Jun had to admit that the image in front of him was more than pleasant. He could see well-shaped muscles following the body’s moves, giving off a sense of virility that made his lower part twitch in anticipation to feel it. And then… there was a fire-ish birthmark that covered a great part of the other’s left arm… He had never considered how hot a birthmark could be… never until then… when he saw Masaki in all his naked glory coming towards the bed, with his eyes dark and his cores dilated from lust.

Jun moaned out loud when he felt the slim but strong arms wrapping around his waist and making him sit. A gasp escaped from his lips once he was placed on his boyfriend’s lap. It wasn’t only the nudity that made his body tremble, it was also the way their erections were pressed against each other, sending tens of shivers through his body.

“Like what you see?” Masaki asked, in a low voice.

“You have no idea how much…” he replied breathlessly on the other’s lips before placing kisses everywhere he could reach; the corner of Masaki’s lips, his cheeks, his jawline… everywhere…

“I know…” Masaki replied huskily, as his hands cupped Jun’s still clothed buttocks and pressed him closer. “Your body is telling me…”

“Then, what are you waiting for…?” Jun said provocatively, moving his hips in slow round movements.

He let out a squeal before he was pushed on his back in a rather abrupt way but could only giggle, as he saw with his blurry eyes Masaki leaning above him.

“You did plan to seduce me… What should I do to you?” the other continued, his right hand brushing Jun’s hair before he moved it to his face, continuing till the base of his neck.

“Everything you have imagined of…” Jun said, his voice portraying his desperation. “Please, Masaki…”

No answer reached Jun’s ears. He only felt his shirt opening up in one fast move, buttons flying up in the air, revealing his white torso. Immediately, a hungry mouth attached to his hot skin, kissing, licking, sucking, tasting everywhere it could reach. His hand got tangled into Masaki’s soft hair as he arched his back, when the hot mouth found his left nipple. Waves of pleasure invaded his body, giving in his lover’s ministrations. His breathing had turned heavier, his stomach muscles were jerking when the other moved lower, his full lips touching feather-like the area right under his navel.

Jun could only moan when he felt two hands working on his belt and seconds later, his hardness was finally free. Before his brain could register what was happening, he felt an amazing hotness around his painful erection, making him scream out loud. He hadn’t expected the other to take him into his mouth… neither to be so eager to please him. His eyes rolled behind, closing tightly as his legs opened wider to give Masaki more access. His hands were now gripping, probably painfully, his lover’s black hair, as he was guiding his head lower, feeling the need to dive deeper into this hotness that made him see stars. His mouth was agape letting out groans, breathy moans, whines, screams when Masaki sucked harder, hollowing both his cheeks. In a few minutes, Jun’s hips were leaving the mattress thrusting upwards, lost in the pleasure he was so selfishly asking and so selflessly given.

“I’m… I…” He tried in vain to warn his lover but before he could finish his words, he felt himself trembling, sending his hot seed right down Masaki’s throat.

His whole body felt as if it was blazed from the intensity of his orgasm, his eyesight still blurred when Masaki’s lips after having traced a path from his lower belly to his neck, crashed their lips together. Jun wrapped his arms around the other’s back, as they rolled around tangled on the white sheets.

“How do you want it…?” Jun heard his lover asking huskily on his lips, making his body tremble in anticipation.

“I just want to look at you…” he replied still breathless. “In the first drawer…” Jun whispered pointing at the bedside table on their left.

The other pecked his lips before he quickly opened the so-said drawer and pulled out the small bottle and packets Jun had placed last night.

“Tell me if you feel uncomfortable… The last thing I want is to hurt you, Jun…” Masaki’s voice despite its rawness, showed the emotions that were there along… the sweetness and the care, making Jun’s heart skip a beat.

“I… will but… hurry… please…”

Soon, a finger was pressing against his entrance, slowly pushing in. Jun’s fingers involuntarily buried in the other’s arms, marking them with his nails. It had been a while since he had slept with someone and even more since he had bottomed. He took a couple of deep breaths in an attempt to relax.

“You feel so warm, baby… so warm…” Masaki’s voice wasn’t as steady as it had been till then.

Masaki focused on the kisses that were spread all over his face and on the fact that it was Masaki the one who would be entering him, joining them into one. After a while, a second finger was added, soon, followed by a third. It was then that Masaki’s index brushed against his prostate causing his back to arch into a bow, his toes to curl and his mouth to fall agape, a loud moan echoing in the room. Masaki continued on brushing the very same spot of his body, making his member awaken once again. After a few minutes, Jun found himself moving against the fingers inside him, his erection fully hard and licking.

“Please…” he whined, not being in position to say anything more.

“With pleasure…” Masaki growled on his lips before he positioned himself between Jun’s legs. He opened the packet and once he was ready, he got his lover’s legs placing them above his shoulders and slowly thrusted inside of him.

Jun moaned, feeling his inner muscles stretching at the long-awaited invasion. After a couple of uncoordinated thrusts, they found a rhythm. Slow in the beginning quickly turning faster. With each thrust, Masaki’s hips were moving more powerfully, sending his hardness deeper into his lover. There was a wildness in their lovemaking, as they both sought their pleasure in one another, but in the same time, there was something very tender. The moans and sounds of skin slapping against skin were getting louder in the room but the intertwined fingers, the gazes full of passion and adoration that never left their faces were showing a completeness… love.

Masaki rolled them around, making Jun being now, on top of him, still connected. “Move on me, baby…”

Jun didn’t need to be told twice. He placed his hands on Masaki’s torso and once he found his balance, started to move up and down, sending the erection even deeper due to the new position. His eyes rolled back to his head, as he moved faster, meeting Masaki’s hips in the middle. His body was moving in the sensual rhythm created by his lover. By now, he was completely surrendered to him… He groaned when the hands that were squeezing his buttocks to create more friction, moved upwards, tracing his back before they closed him into a tight hug as his lover sat up while continuing thrusting into him.

“Jun… Ahhh….” Masaki moaned right on Jun’s lips.

Jun threw his head backwards, his hands closing around his lover’s nape once he felt a hand wrapping around his erection, pumping it at the same fast rhythm. He was about to come.

“Masakiiiiii…” and with that he gasped as he ejaculated between their naked torsos, marking them both.

Masaki sent his hips upwards two more times before he came with a low groan himself. Not having the power to move, Masaki felt back on the bed with Jun on top of him, bot panting heavily. Their limbs were tangled together but no one seemed to care. They remained in the same position, in each other’s arms, feeling their hot breaths coming out as hot puffs on their covered-in-sweat skin.

“Aren’t I heavy?” Jun asked after a while as he moved a bit so that he could look at the other.

Masaki was smiling back at him. His face was flushed, his temples were sweaty and his hair a mess but to Jun he had never looked more beautiful.

“You’re not… You’re warm… I like how you feel on me…”

“And now you turn sappy…” Jun said, trying with difficulty to hide his smile.

“I just made love to the one I’ve fallen in love with and I’m afraid I’ll fall even more… How can I not be sappy?” Masaki said in a playful but also sweet way before he left a soft peck on Jun’s nose. “You’re beautiful, Jun…” he whispered on Jun’s mouth as he placed a tuft of the latter’s hair behind his ear. “Very beautiful…”

Jun felt his heart pounding faster. “You’re more beautiful…” he whispered back and he meant it. Masaki was beautiful. He leaned to kiss him and it wasn’t too late before their kiss had turned into a heated one. This time, it was Jun the one who explored Masaki’s gracious nakedness… worshiping every single inch of it.

“Jun…” Masaki moaned.

“I want to make you mine…” Jun whispered huskily on Masaki’s mouth.

“I’m already yours… Hurry… I want to feel you…” his lover answered, surrendered to the lust that had been building up inside him, making Jun gasp. Masaki was willing to give himself to him, like he had secretly hoped… to give and take everything possible.

His hand found the opened bottle of lube, covering his fingers before he came closer to his lover. It was warm and tight… Jun died to just hurry up and shove it inside but knew he had to be patient and prepare the other properly. Once he thrusted inside, it was as if he was covered by a sweet fog.  He started moving, pushing Masaki’s legs up to his shoulders to get a better access. His eyes though never left the other’s face. His black hair making a contrast with the white pillow underneath him.

In a few minutes they were both chasing their orgasms. Jun’s hands found Masaki’s that were holding from the head of the bed behind him in an attempt not to hit his head as his body was moving, powerless, to Jun’s thrusts. The bed was creaking under their savage rhythm.

“Can I…?” Jun asked, captured by the unbridled passion and the heat around his erection.

Masaki only moaned, making a small nod with his head. Jun could see that he was really ok… His heart was at the verge of bursting as the next second, he slipped out of his lover and turned him around, pressing with one hand his left cheek on the pillow while the other got a good grip on the narrow pelvis, bringing Masaki’s hips up in the air. He entered back into the hotness without holding back, pounding into the other relentlessly. With his glazed eyes, he could see how the back arched after every thrust, how the muscles were following the fast rhythm he had created.

He could feel the tension building up in his lower tummy, his whole body starting trembling, his hips moving on their own faster… in an almost animalistic way, as Masaki’s hands were desperately trying to take a hold of the sheets. The moans that escaped both men as they were reaching the end were becoming louder, their breaths were turning erratic, heavy, in the need to fill their lungs with air; the same way Jun’s hips jerked forwards and remained stilled after a couple more uncoordinated thrusts. Jun collapsed onto his lover, panting on the hot, flushed skin.

“Baby… Please…!” Masaki moaned and only then, did Jun realize that the other still hadn’t come.

With a tired smile, he made them turn on their side, his body spooning from behind the slightly taller one as his right hand crawled from the side to hold the painful, licking erection firmly into his palm while his mouth attached to Masaki’s nape, leaving traces of playful licks and butterfly kisses.

“Come for me, Masaki… Come for me…” Jun said in a whisper into his lover’s ear who trembled and moaned in return.

Jun smiled when Masaki’s hand came over his to make him work faster. Jun could feel it… Masaki was at the verge. He saw a droplet of sweat running down his spine and without even thinking twice let the tip of his tongue to catch it, licking backwards the very same trace. It was the sensation of Jun’s ministrations? The warmth of his body? The pressure around his erection? Probably everything in combination but in the next second Masaki was coming, his whole body shivering from the intensity of his second orgasm of the night. He let out a breathy moan that sounded like Jun before his muscles relaxed, replacing the intensity of pleasure with a wave of inanition.

No one was capable to move… A comfortable silence filling the room.

“I’m happy I decided not to jump at you when you were serving the pasta… There’s no way I’d have the power for two rounds like this…”

Jun giggled. “You really thought of destroying my dinner plans?”

Masaki turned around to be able to see Jun’s eyes. “You have no idea how hot you were… Especially that butt of yours… It was inviting me to explore it…”

“And now that you have explored it?” Jun asked on Masaki’s lips.

“I’m only eager for more!” Masaki replied leaning closer.

Jun let the other take him into his arms, despite the stickiness between their bodies. “As much as I’m willing to please you, now, it’s impossible!”

The room filled with the characteristic, breathy laugh of Masaki. “Even if you were willing and capable, I don’t think I can… You drained me…”

“I don’t remember hearing any complaints…” Jun said with a stupid smile on his face before he hid it in the crook of his lover’s neck. “I’m in the same state… it’s been a while and I admit that intense… wasn’t what I imagined… It was above all expectations…”

“Should I be flattered or offended that you thought so little of me?”

Jun muffled a laugh. “Stupid!”

“I’m teasing you… It was the best sex of my life…” Masaki said, this time, his voice becoming serious and warm.

“For me, too…”

Jun let the other intertwine their fingers together and could only smile when he felt the hot lips attaching to each one of his knuckles before the arm came to wrap around his waist to keep him close and warm.

“Shower?”

Masaki whined. “Let’s stay like that till tomorrow…”

“I don’t want to move either but we are a mess…” Jun untangled himself from the other and turned a bit in order to meet his eyes. “Come… I’ll wash your hair…!”

The other smirked. “If you say so…”

Jun laughed as he saw his lover getting up from the bed, following him to the bathroom. His lower back was in some pain but it was nothing in comparison to the bubbly way he was feeling everywhere else. He was constantly smiling. He was happy… probably happier than ever before.

***

“Good morning…”

Jun refused to open his eyes, deciding to just snuggle closer to the other. The warmth of Masaki’s body was making him smile… despite being morning and despite still not having drunk a single sip of coffee.

“I know that you’re awake…” the other said in a more playful tone as he brushed his hands through Jun’s hair. “And I know that you’re smiling!”

Jun let out a soft chuckle before he moved a bit backwards so that he could see his lover’s face.

“Good morning, Masaki!”

“Where’s my kiss?” Masaki demanded in the same mischievous tone, leaning closer.

“It’s waiting for you…”

“Where…?” Masaki said in a lower tone, his lips almost touching Jun’s half-parted ones.

“On my lips…” Jun whispered back.

They kissed softly both smiling at the end. “Breakfast?” asked Jun.

“Here or out?”

“Here…” Jun mumbled on Masaki’s mouth. “The menu has French toast, fruit salad, along with fresh orange juice coffee!”

“I didn’t know that your invitation would include such high-class service… Are you sure you’re not a chef?”

“I’m not…”

“You’re spoiling me…”

Jun smiled satisfied, before pecking lightly Masaki’s nose. “That’s the goal! Now, let’s get up!”

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“It’s probably the first time in my life that I had pizza for lunch!”

Masaki laughed. “As much as I love having you spoiling me, I couldn’t stand having you cook for us again!” Jun was about to protest when Masaki’s index was placed on top of his lips, hushing him. “Not only would it make me want to jump on you but also it would make me feel that so selfishly had you cook for me the whole day! That way all I had to do is order and be able to spend this time preciously with you doing nothing but sitting this close to me!”

Jun was secretly happy. They talked, they watched TV, they laughed… It was the first time they were passing so much time together and in such an intimate way but it wasn’t a single second that they felt awkward with each other. On the contrary, it felt natural. Jun didn’t care to look cool, putting on his black sweatpants and his favorite T-shirt on top. He had lent another pair of sweatpants to Masaki, wanting him to feel relaxed. Masaki had commented how sexy he looked, especially with his hair not fixed and his glasses that he put on for the TV. In the beginning, Jun had thought to go out but the more time they spent together, the more he wanted to just sit there… even if they were doing pretty much nothing, it was fulfilling in a way Jun never had experienced before.

Now, he could name it. It wasn’t only the instant, lustful attraction, nor love at first sight. It was something deeper. It was that click that had told Jun Masaki could be the one and if he judged right from the emotions reflected in his lover’s large eyes, the feelings weren’t one-sided.

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It was late in the evening when Masaki left Jun’s apartment. When the door closed behind him, he strangely felt as if he was already missing the other.

He was drying the dishes left from the previous night and earlier that day when caught a glimpse of the box, Masaki had brought to him, with the corner of his eye.

I totally forgot about it…

It was left half-hidden under the plant he had on the kitchen stool. “When did he place it here?” Jun mumbled to himself slightly frowning.

He took it in his hands and walked to his living room. He sat on his favorite corner before he opened it carefully. He let out an inaudible gasp. It couldn’t be…, right? His heart was pounding in his heart as he took out the small metallic object. It was then that he saw a small handwritten card underneath.

So that I can have you by my side

whenever you feel like it….

Because I already know that once I leave

your apartment I’ll be missing you…

I love you, my Jun!

Masaki

Jun’s hands were shaking. It wasn’t the only one who was missing him… It wasn’t the only one who felt the same way. There had been moments of adoration, moments of playful teasing, moments of pure romance and moments of insatiable lust and raw passion… This afternoon he had also experienced moments that were too simple but because of that too precious… Others might even describe them as sappy… but to him they were just honest…they were just… them together.

The sky outside was painted with deep red and purple shades as the sun had almost disappeared in the horizon. It was then that Jun decided to take his phone into his hands.

To: Masaki

How can you know me this well?

Because I’m missing you… too much!

I love you, too!

Your Jun

Jun was smiling when he pressed the send button. He stood up from the sofa and walked to the small table close to the entrance where he left his keys. He took them in hand and added Masaki’s present next to his. The small clangs that reached his ears as he placed them back on the table sounded melodic.

***

A couple of days later, everything felt more… real. He couldn’t help but smile at the thought that everything had been so unexpected in the beginning and yet had turned out to be this natural and fulfilling. Now, he felt that he was calmer than ever; he had changed. People may say, it’s impossible to change in such short notice. In the past, he may have agreed with them but not anymore. Now, he knew positively he wouldn’t care, whether he drank coffee in the mornings or not. He wouldn’t care, if Nino teased him more than he deep inside liked. He wouldn’t care if Sakurai pushed him on his limits at work. Nothing mattered this much, when he had him… when he knew the first thing he would read every single morning was his message.

From: Masaki

Good morning, my love!

Jun felt loved and was willing to give love… more than he had ever thought he was able to give. With Masaki, he explored sides of his that till then had remained well hidden, unknown even to him. For the first time, Jun felt complete... himself.

THE END

A.N. My beautiful Daniiiiiiiiii here’s you’re a little belated bday present!!! :) I hope it was what you hoped to read! ^^ I tried to include everything cute, funny, smexy, fluffy moments! I don’t know if it turned out the way it’s supposed to but I tried my best from the bottom of my heart!!! Love you sooooo much!!! <333

Minna! ^^ This is a super long (almost 19.000 words ^^”) Junba OS (with some cute Ohmiya moments), inspired by the beautiful Junba photoshoot for Non-no – the ones I used for the banner! ;) I hope you enjoyed it and didn’t tire you with its length! xP If it did, sorry! ><”

Also, I have to say otanjoubi omedetou to my precious Medium-chan!! :) Your fic is coming very soon!!! *hugs*

Tomorrow, I fly back to Paris and will be a bit busy these days but I believe you’ll have the next chapter of Pretense or Love this Weekend!! Ganbarimaaaaasu~~

I really hope you enjoyed it and as always, your comments are <333!!!

See you soon,

Andy ^^