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“Ah, Hinata-kun, are you sure…?” Komaeda asked anxiously as he watched Hinata loosen his tie. He wiped his mouth, determined to not let Hinata see him drool. He knew Hinata was absolutely no stranger to watching Komaeda drool, but if he was to award Komaeda with such a luxury, the least he could do is try to not be disgusting.
“Of course.” Hinata spoke as he fiddled with his tie. He pretended to not struggle a bit, and, there. Got it. He tentatively tossed it on the couch. He could see Komaeda’s eyes widen slightly, which was a bit amusing to see. The man, for the most part, always seemed so calculated. Not in this scenario, though. Hinata could see the horny gears turning in Komaeda’s brain as he tried to be normal. Hinata could also see his face redden as he started to unbutton his shirt.
“Ah…” Komaeda stared at Hinata’s exposed collarbone, then his sternum, then his stomach and- holy shit, he had retained his abs from the Kamakura project? They weren’t as prominent, but-
Komaeda hurriedly wiped his chin. He had started drooling without even realizing it.
“O-Okay. Done.” Hinata sighed in relief. “That wasn’t that- gh-!”
Komaeda had promptly poked Hinata’s boob. He stared at the divet his pale finger made against the tan flesh. And it was warm. So warm. It was like Komaeda was sucking the warmth out of Hinata. The hope, maybe? Komaeda couldn’t help but be at least a little transfixed. He wasn’t going to, but everything in him was screaming to squeeze Hinata’s tits. He couldn’t help but grin at the thought of calling them tits. How crude.
“Y-You good?!” Hinata asked, face reddening. Komaeda stepped away immediately. He hugged himself quickly, a hand picking at the frays on his jacket.
“Ah! My apologies, Hinata-kun! It’s truly so disgusting of someone like me to touch you so greedily-“
“Shut up. It’s fine.” Hinata muttered, scratching his cheek. “Uh. That’s what. This is for. So. Yeah.”
Komaeda nodded, pretending like he was listening. In reality, he was too busy looking at Hinata’s red face. Hinata was already sweating, which was greatly amusing to Komaeda. “Are we to move to the bed?”
“Mhm.” Hinata hummed and sat on the bed. Komaeda sat down next to him nervously- sure, they had been dating for a week or two now, but Komaeda hadn’t really gotten to see Hinata naked other than when they were on the beach. Hinata gently put a hand on Komaeda’s cheek. Komaeda, of course, couldn’t help but lean into the warm touch. His eyelids sunk a bit as he looked at Hinata. Hinata, meanwhile, was working up the nerve to kiss him. He had kissed him before, sure, but this time was scary mostly due to his lack of shirt.
“Hinata-kun…” Komaeda murmured with a smile, putting a hand on Hinata’s chin.
“Huh-?!” Hinata tried to speak, but Komaeda pulled him in for a kiss. He slotted their lips together and tugged the other in. Hinata made a surprised sound, but did accept it. At least now he didn’t have to do the hard part.
Hinata laid down on the bed, Komaeda moving to carefully straddle his hips. He swallowed anxiously as they separated. “Could I…”
“Go ahead. I-I’m- I’ll tell you if you need to stop.” Hinata struggled to get out, his brows furrowing as his face heated up in embarrassment.
“Right.” Komaeda gently placed his flesh hand on Hinata’s chest. It was insane how warm the skin was. He couldn’t help a light squeeze. After reveling in the soft warmth, he glanced at Hinata’s face. Hinata was biting his fist in a pathetic display of attempting to keep quiet. “Is this okay…?”
Hinata nodded. Komaeda tenatively cupped his breast. He still couldn’t get over how warm it was. Komaeda never thought he would be rewarded with the opportunity to be so close and intimate with anyone else, much less Hinata. He was confident he didn’t deserve it. How could he deserve to hold such warmth? He looked at his pale hand against the warm, tan skin. It felt different to look at this time. He suppressed the greedy side of his mind, the one telling him to squeeze and bite until Hinata was writhing and coming undone under him. As much as he wanted to, he didn’t want to scare Hinata off. Or feel even guiltier.
“You okay?” Hinata asked with a quiet clearing of his throat. “You’ve been, uh. You know. Staring.”
“Sorry!” Komaeda pulled away, squeezing his eyes shut. He should just go, he was making Hinata uncomfortable, clearly, so he should- Why was Hinata grabbing his hand? And placing it back on him? Komaeda didn’t deserve to get to touch.
“It’s fine. Really.” Hinata spoke, trying to be confident. Komaeda looked askance. “Look at me, Komaeda.”
“I don’t mean to be so disrespectful and disgusting,” Komaeda started. Hinata put a hand over his mouth. Komaeda understood it was to shut him up.
“Just, engage in the damn foreplay. Please.”
“Right….” Komaeda swiped a thumb over Hinata’s nipple, eliciting a sharp gasp from the other man. Komaeda smiled as he saw it harden. To think he had such an effect…
Hinata tugged at Komaeda’s jacket lightly. Komaeda shrugged off the jacket. “Is Hinata-kun sure he would like to see…? I’m not particularly stunning…or really decent looking…at all.”
“Yes. I’ve seen your chest or whatever before. It’s- You look fine, okay?”
Komaeda sighed as he took off his shirt. He shivered at the cool air. Then he felt Hinata’s warm hand on his side. “A-Ah-mm.”
Komaeda had tried desperately to fix the noise so it didn’t sound like a moan. He ducked his head. Hinata’s warm hand felt so good. Komaeda felt a shiver run down his back- he just wanted those warm hands on him. Not even in a sex way.
“You look like you’re melting.” Hinata noted. Komaeda nodded, not processing at all.
“H-Haah- Hinata-kun?” Komaeda managed to speak. Hinata offered a “Hm?” In response. “C…Could you…perhaps…award me the honor of….of laying down on you…?”
“Huh? Y-Yeah.” Hinata spoke, and Komaeda tenderly laid down so their chests were together. Komaeda moaned softly upon feeling the warmth. It was so incredible. He could bask in it forever. He gently tucked his face into the crook of Hinata’s neck.
“Are you taking a nap?”
“Mmno…” Komaeda hummed, melting into Hinata. He knew, objectively, that he didn’t deserve this. Hinata Hajime would have women lining up for him. Men too, likely. When it came down to it, Komaeda was confident that Hinata could have his pick when it came to a partner. And he chose Komaeda. The skinny, sickly, disgusting and insane piece of scum. Komaeda knew he was undeserving to even get to think about this scenario, certainly as much as he did during late nights. But here he was anyway, laying on Hinata like a lizard on a rock. It was glorious. Whatever bad luck he went through after, whether it be broken bones, mayhaps losing another limb, whatever he’d go through was worth it. Easily worth it.
“Could I be greedy, Hinata-kun?” Komaeda asked, forcing himself to sit up.
“Yeah. Why, what’s up?” Hinata asked. Komaeda gently moved his hands to cup Hinata’s breasts. He looked at Hinata, who nodded- Komaeda smiled in relief at the consent. He gently squeezed. He felt himaelf getting greedier and more possesive. These were his to squeeze and lick and bite. No one else’s. He let go, not wanting to overstay his welcome. Clearing his throat, he patted Hinata’s boob lightly.
“What would you like me to do now, Hinata-kun?” He asked, getting off of Hinata and sitting on the bed. He couldn’t annoy Hinata more. He was probably already pissed at Komaeda grabbing him so indecently.
“Komaeda. The whole point is for you to do what you want.” Hinata spoke with exasperation. He sat up.
“Why can’t Hinata-kun do what he wants to me?” Komaeda asked, trying to keep anxiety out of his tone. Hinata seemed to pick up on it anyway.
“Because I know you’ll sit there and take it. Even if you don’t like it. Or whatever.”
“That’s because-“
“So you have to take the reins.”
“I don’t deserve to get to do that…The fact that I’m even in the room with you is an honor enough, to ask anything else would be selfish. Besides that, I never thought I would have the opportunity…I didn’t particularly plan for anything other than dying alone, Hinata-kun.”
Hinata sighed heavily. “Right. Would it be easier to pretend that, I dunno. Can you fake confidence? Is that a thing?”
“I could try, but I would loathe ordering someone like Hinata-kun around.”
“The fuck does that mean. Okay, you know what? Whatever.”
“Huh?” Komaeda asked before being promptly pinned. He was already decently hard, but now it hurt how erect he was. He bit his lip. “Haah.”
“See, now what? I’m gonna sit here until you tell me what you want.” Hinata spoke firmly, slotting his knee in between Komaeda’s legs.
“Please…” Komaeda murmured, tilting his head.
“Use your words.”
“I don’t deserve this. Y-You’re too wonderful for scum like me, someone who can’t even speak up nor hold any semblance of normalcy or decorum. It would be better for the Reserve Course to just go find someone else who isn’t utterly worthless.”
“Oh. That was a lot.” Hinata looked away. “Uh…?”
Komaeda swallowed as Hinata got off of him.
“I want to make this a good first time. Could you please just do what you want? With reckless abandon.” Hinata spoke, feeling like he was pleading. “Where’s the Komaeda Nagito that was willing to do something on a whim because he was sure it would be beneficial? Or the one that just kissed me just because it felt right?”
Komaeda sighed. His mechanical arm whirred as he sat up. “I’m sorry. Kissing is, however, less intimidating than this.”
“Don’t apologize!” Hinata sat up. “Listen, and these are orders, I want you to do whatever you want. If you want to shove your tongue in my mouth, do it! If you want to grind against me or bite me or whatever, then do it, and I’ll tell you if I need you to stop. But unless I tell you no, it’s free reign.”
Komaeda nodded. His mouth felt really dry. Reckless abandon? Could he even bring himself to do that? “Like when I pushed you down…? Or poked your boob?”
“They’re not- yeah. Like that. Just don’t think.”
Komaeda swallowed. He shoved his face in between Hinata’s boobs, earning him a surprised squeak. Hinata ended up under him again, and Komaeda put one hand on Hinata’s side and the other on his face. After deciding that doing that took a lot of nerve, he relaxed.
He sat up a little and poked at Hinata’s abs. They were mostly fine, but he clearly hadn’t been working out to keep them in tip-top shape, clearly. Hinata was starting to get a cute tummy. Komaeda smiled at the prospect. Rock hard abs were nice, but being able to rest his head on Hinata’s stomach would be even better. He gently ruffled the bit of hair on his stomach. Soft.
“Is Hinata-kun always like this?” Komaeda asked as he ran a finger over the faded surgery scars. Hinata had clearly been vivisected in a way for the Kamakura project.
“Uh. I guess, yeah?” Hinata coughed.
Komaeda hummed absentmindedly. Hinata only really had…what was it called? A happy trail? Something like that. He thought about how hairy Hinata’s dick must be. Then promptly tried to push that thought from his mind. He looked at Hinata’s sides. They were a bit muscular. He poked at the flesh.
“Hinata-kun, would you mind tensing?” Komaeda asked.
“Why?” Hinata looked at him a bit funny.
“I simply would like to see something.” Komaeda sighed, and Hinata tensed up. Komaeda watched the muscles almost change. Hinata’s abs were much more obvious. He poked Hinata’s now firm chest, then gently squeezed. He patted around as Hinata untensed.
Komaeda ran the back of his hand down Hinata’s sternum. Then he did the same for his own. While Komaeda’s was bony and arguably gross, Hinata’s was soft and had a light coating of hair. Komaeda liked it. He shifted his attention to Hinata’s tan nipples. They looked so cute. He kissed one lightly, eliciting a shiver. He poked at them a little, Hinata making cute noises practically the whole time.
Hinata had decently broad shoulders, Komaeda decided. Komaeda’s would probably be just a little less broad if he wasn’t all skin and bones. He traced the dimples on Hinata’s skin where the muscles were.
“Are- is this fun for you?” Hinata half-mumbled.
“Yes.” Komaeda spoke without missing a beat. He felt around Hinata’s side, trying to see where his ribcage ended. He kneaded his knuckles on and off the rib. It was weird to think that Hinata had the same bones as Komaeda. Wheras Hinata’s were hardly visible due to him being filled out, Komaeda felt like he was a skeleton that had been paper mache’d over. At least, in comparison. He felt Hinata’s collarbone. Part of him wanted to nuzzle against it, but he held himself back.
He had to try and be normal, after all. His mind wandered to how warm everything was. Komaeda was cold all the time, but not too much right now. He could snuggle up to Hinata like a space heater if he wanted to. And if he got permission. He ran his cold hand over Hinata’s side again. Upon second feel, it was easier to note where his ribs ended.
Komaeda wanted to ask Hinata to take off his pants at least a little. He wanted to feel the muscles of his hips- maybe he had cute dimples. He again shoved his mind away from the thought of hair. He refused to let himself give that any thought.
“So, what do you want?” Hinata asked. He decided Komaeda had been poking and prodding at him long enough. He knew that Komaeda was unfamiliar, but Hinata was thinking with his dick. Komaeda could poke at him later- just let Hinata cum as soon as possible.
“Could I bite…?” Komaeda asked softly in response. He could faintly feel Hinata’s dick twitch. He wondered if Hinata had been aroused by Komaeda feeling him up. Hinata was likely thinking with his dick, Komaeda thought. Komaeda could easily think with his dick, he supposed, when it came to what felt good. He rolled his hips to get into it, and felt himself shiver. He could do this.
“Y-Yeah. You can bite.” Hinata replied quietly. He bucked his hips a little at the feeling of Komaeda’s movement. Komaeda gently kissed Hinata’s neck, then sunk his teeth in. But not too much. Just a little. Hinata moaned shakily, trying to hold himself together. Komaeda sucked lightly, trying to leave a mark. He wanted to treat Hinata’s body with the utmost respect, but Hinata did seem to be okay with marks. Komaeda would only make a few. Maybe Hinata would be okay enough with it that he would let Komaeda back in eventually.
“Kuh. Komaeda.” Hinata muttered, squirming a little.
“Do you mind maybe putting a hand or two on me?” Komaeda asked, and Hinata instantly put a hand on his nape and one on his back.
“Good boy.” Komaeda murmured, not even sure why he did, but he felt Hinata’s dick twitch. Hinata, meanwhile, with his burning red face, looked humiliated. Komaeda, while pleased with the thought of finding out something Hinata was into, also knew that it was likely a bad time for that. “Sorry.”
“I- uh.” Hinata mumbled.
“I could stop?”
“No. Keep going.”
Komaeda nodded and traced his fingers over Hinata’s muscles again. It felt nice. Hinata was soft and warm, like a stuffed animal fresh from the dryer. It still felt weird to be allowed to touch him. It was something that Komaeda never thought he would be able to do. Ever. Yet here he was, cold hands on Hinata’s skin. He sighed softly, gazing at the faded scars.
“You can be more aggressive.” Hinata noted. Komaeda smiled.
“I’m being respectful. And I’m trying to be…appreciative.”
“If it makes you feel better, I also thought I was gonna die a virgin.” Hinata admitted. Komaeda stiffened, blushing.
“You- what?”
“Yeah. First time for both of us- hey, wait!” Komaeda shot up. Hinata reached for him.
“You-“
“Komaeda.”
“You’re letting someone like me-“
“Komaeda!”
Komaeda, if not mortified that Hinata hadn’t chosen someone better, would’ve came in his pants from the mere fact that Hinata was letting Komaeda do anything to him first. He moaned at the thought, hurriedly wiping away drool.
“It’s okay. This is what I want.” Hinata reassured, leaning in to kiss Komaeda.
“With me? I- you know, I’m sure that- ngh…” Komaeda let himself be kissed. Distantly, he hated how relaxed he became at the feeling. It was a testament to how pathetically touch starved he was.
“Whoever you’re about to suggest, I’m not interested.” Hinata rolled his hips lightly, and Komaeda instantly flopped back down onto him. How was he already so close?
“Mmngh…” Komaeda groaned into Hinata’s shoulder.
“See? Feels good, right?” Hinata urged, “Keep doing what you want.”
Komaeda put his hands back on Hinata, absentmindedly tracing shapes on his pecs and shoulders. Mentally, he was fantasizing.
“How do you want this to go?” Hinata asked, running his hands through Komaeda’s hair. Komaeda hummed, his hand grabbing some of Hinata’s skin- just to feel it in between his fingers.
“Mmnnn….” Komaeda looked at him through white lashes. He was drooling all over Hinata’s nice chest, but he couldn’t even care.
“K-Komaeda?” Hinata smiled nervously.
“Could Hinata-kun just…” Komaeda sighed. What did he want, again? Other than to be close to Hinata? It would be nice to cum, sure, but if Hinata allowed him to stay after that for a while…Komaeda could bask in the warmth. And maybe sleep like that, if he was allowed. Holding Hinata like this…He rolled his hips softly.
“Ngh- okay, uh! Fuck.” Hinata rolled his hips, which started a back and forth. Komaeda panted into his chest, whimpering as he bit down. He licked Hinata’s nipple, sucking it into his mouth. He still tried to be gentle, but feeling the warmth in his mouth was a bit dizzying. Hinata moaned raggedly, bucking up. Neither of them lasted that long, but Komaeda didn’t care. The light spasming was delightful as he humped Hinata- gradually slowing. He hugged Hinata close, wanting to enjoy it before he got kicked out.
“Sticky…” Hinata complained softly. “Let go…I gotta change my pants.”
Komaeda nodded, letting go and sitting up. It was only then he realized how out of breath he was. He looked around for his jacket and grabbed his inhaler, using it and snuggling back into the bed. He wouldn’t get under the covers, though. Hinata surely wouldn’t want that. But Komaeda could enjoy the bed for a little bit before he left. Even if it was a bit damp with sweat. Komaeda thought back absentmindedly. He wondered if he had any of Hinata’s sweat on him, not to mention accidentally drinking some.
“You want a pair?” Hinata asked.
“Hm..? Yeah, sure, whatever Hinata-kun wants to give me.” Komaeda mumbled, all sense of decorum lost. It was only when a pair of boxers and sweatpants were dropped on him that he realized what he had agreed to. He sat up tiredly. “Hinata-kun, I couldn’t dare-“
“Change your pants.” Hinata spoke firmly. “I wont look.”
“I don’t mind if Hinata-kun would want to see me fully nude.” Komaeda mused as he wiggled oit of his pants and boxers. He wiped off his dick with the boxers before setting them in the pants. He put on Hinata’s boxers and sweatpants. He couldn’t vocalize it, but he felt extremely grateful. “I’ll return them, promise.”
“Are you that worn out? Is it bedtime?” Hinata asked. Komaeda hummed.
Hinata got into bed, under the covers, and gently nudged Komaeda to join him. “Come on.”
Komaeda wormed under the covers and hugged Hinata. It was glorious. He huffed softly. “Thank you.”
“I love you.” Hinata said back. Komaeda relaxed further. That was nice to hear. With the hand in his hair and general warmth, he could get used to this. He knew in the morning he would probably freak out at least a little, but right now?
“I love you too.”