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“In you go!” Tsubaki squealed, pushing Togame and Sakura in the direction of the small closet.
As the two teenagers stepped into the closet, alarm bells were ringing inside Sakura’s head. Was he really doing this, and with Togame of all people? What if he couldn’t control himself in there? Sakura backed up against the wall, making barely enough room for his much taller counterpart to squeeze himself into. As he tried to get comfortable, his knee brushed against Sakura’s clothed dick, and Sakura made a small noise in alarm. Togame must’ve thought he hurt him, because he quickly repositioned himself, this time slotting his leg in between Sakura’s thighs. It was the only way he could comfortably fit, much to Sakura’s embarrassment.
“Sorry, I can’t really move anywhere else.” Togame sighed, then looked into Sakura’s eyes. He swore he could see the dusting of pink across his cheeks, and the thought made him crazy. “You ok?”
Sakura swallowed dryly before nodding. His hands dangled awkwardly at his sides, while Togame’s bracketed him against the wall. He realized Togame was waiting for an answer when he forced himself to look at the taller boy. “Y-yeah, ‘m fine.”
“Good, good. I know it’s not ideal being in here with me.” He chuckled.
Sakura tilted his head, curiously. “Whadda ya mean? It’s not like I hate you or nothin’...” Sakura mumbled, deciding to shut up before he let anything damming slip out.
“Aw, really? That makes me happy.” Togame laughed again, low and breathy against Sakura’s ear. Sakura swears that it must be 100 degrees in that closet, because his whole body is burning up. Togame moves ever so slightly, nudging Sakura’s dick with his knee, and he makes that same noise from before.
“Sakura? Are you ok?” Togame asked, the worry evident in his voice. He had no idea what he was doing to the poor boy in front of him. He was aching with need, and the desire to cling to Togame while grinding down against his thigh became overwhelming.
“Togame…” He breathed out, shifting his hips slightly in an attempt to increase the friction.
“What is it?”
“You… I…” He couldn’t find the right words, not now, when his brain was hazy with lust and embarrassment. “... Are you doing this on purpose?”
“Hm?” Togame questioned, his eyes trailing down to where their bodies met, before his eyes widened in realization. Sakura was hard against his leg. Sakura. Hard. With him. It was a miracle Togame’s brain didn’t short circuit right then, as he struggled to take a slow, deep breath in. “Shit, sorry…” He attempted to move but only made the situation worse for Sakura, pressing his leg right into his crotch. Sakura grinded down against it involuntarily, a soft moan torn from his lips. Both boys’ eyes shot open and found each other, unbelieving of the sound that just came out of Sakura’s mouth.
“You…”
“Shut up! Just… stop talking! Ngh-!” Sakura whined as Togame’s leg rubbed against him once more, and Togame couldn’t exactly call it an accident anymore. Sakura tried his best to stay still, to just calm down, but it was useless. Sakura was beet red, his lips were shiny with spit, and his hair spiked up in all the wrong places. He was a total mess, but Togame found him irresistible like this. With a shuddering breath, he placed a hand under Sakura’s chin and forced him to look at him. They stared at each other for a moment, the twitch in Sakura’s hips evident to both of them, even if they tried to ignore it. Finally, Togame spoke.
“If you don’t want this, tell me.” And with that, he leaned down to capture Sakura’s lips in a kiss. Sakura didn’t fight back, no– he kissed back, hard, grinding his hips against Togame’s thigh at the same time. Togame wasted no time in grinding back harder, drawing another moan from Sakura’s lips. With his mouth hanging open, he took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside, exploring Sakura’s mouth thoroughly. The bi-colored teen shoved his tongue into Togame’s mouth as well, no skill, just raw desire. Sakura wrapped his arms around Togame’s neck, tilting his head up so they could deepen the kiss as they rocked against each other. No words were needed– it was just like when they fought. Feral, untamed, powerful. Like this, they were no different than animals, barring their teeth at each other. Except this time, tongues lapped at the teeth bared, moans echoing in the space where their lips parted briefly for air.
“Sakura, I like you so much, you’re so fucking hot–” Togame parted from the kiss, desperate to express his feelings in words as well as actions. Sakura just grunted in response, pulling him back down so they could lock lips once more. Sakura’s hips were jerking erratically, desperately seeking friction from within the confines of his jeans. Togame placed his hands on his hips, guiding him into a steady rhythm as Togame thrusted in time to meet his hips.
“Ahh, ahh…” Sakura panted, an endless stream of moans spilling out of his mouth. “T-Togame…” He whispered, and Togame audibly groaned, pulling Sakura impossibly close against his body. He canted his hips upward particularly hard, and Sakura would’ve let out a very loud moan had Togame not kissed him at the same time to silence him. He pulled back, chuckling.
“Quiet, baby, there’s a party going on out there.” Sakura blushed furiously at the petname, glaring at Togame for making him so flustered. Togame just laughed harder, before Sakura lightly punched him in the gut. “Ah, ok, ok. I’m sorry. Forgive me?” He smiled down at Sakura, sincere with his words.
“Kiss me again and I’ll consider it.” Sakura huffed. He didn’t expect himself to be so bold in this situation, but he’d wanted Togame for so long that he was tired of waiting. He was going to take everything he could get right here and now.
Togame chuckled breathily, leaning back down to brush his nose against Sakura’s. He kissed him, softly, before upping the intensity. He picked up where he left off, rubbing his knee into Sakura’s crotch with fervor. He moaned into the kiss before pulling away, whimpering while Togame continued his assault of kisses all over; his lips, his cheeks, his neck. He pulled the collar of his shirt just slightly lower and placed an open-mouth kiss on the skin there. Then he sucked, hard, causing Sakura to yelp. He pulled back, inspecting the beautiful red mark he left on his fair skin.
“What the- did you leave a mark?!” Sakura growled, and Togame feigned innocence. “You big oaf! How am I supposed to hide th- ngh!” Togame cut him off with a thrust of his hips, and Sakura nearly doubled over. The pleasure was getting to be too intense for the inexperienced boy, but he met Togame’s thrusts regardless. He clung to Togame’s shirt, and Togame leaned down to whisper in his ear.
“Haruka…” And Sakura moaned, loud, and Togame slapped a hand over his mouth. “You like that, Haruka?” He chuckled, and Sakura’s eyes rolled into the back of his head. His hips were moving wildly all on their own, and Togame couldn’t help the smile that crept onto his lips. He was head over heels for this boy, and he looked simply delicious in this moment. He wanted to swallow him whole.
Togame removed the hand from Sakura’s mouth, and Sakura met his eyes with his own hooded ones. As he grinded into Togame’s knee in little circular motions, a devilish smile crossed his face. “Togame…” He moaned. “Jo Togame…” Togame’s eyes widened, and he practically slammed himself into Sakura, grinding against him so hard that it was almost painful. Sakura bit down on the collar of his shirt to keep his moans from slipping out as Togame’s cock rubbed against his through the fabric of their clothes. They continued like that until Sakura’s hips began to stutter and he lost his rhythm, and Togame knew he was getting close.
“Jo, Jo, Jo,” Sakura panted, his shirt slipping from his mouth. “Jo, please, I’m so close…”
“I know, I’ve got you.” Togame grunted, grabbing Sakura by the hips to guide him. They rubbed against each other, and Sakura’s breathing became erratic. Togame opted to hold him still as he rubbed his knee in circles against his crotch before he began thrusting again, and by the third thrust, he was coming.
“Ahhmfh-!” Sakura moaned, kissing Togame at the same time to muffle the sound. Togame gave it a few more thrusts before he was coming as well, a low grunt escaping his lips. Their heavy breathing filled the enclosed space, and Sakura snaked his arms around Togame’s neck once more. They leaned in to kiss each other, when suddenly, the doorhandle shook. They quickly backed as far away from each other as they could (which was only a few inches) as the door flew open and Tsubaki’s smiling face appeared.
“Well, well…” Tsubaki snickered, and Sakura hid his face in his hands. Luckily, they were in a separate room from the rest of the party, so it was just him, Togame and Tsubaki. Togame stepped out of the closet, stretching his limbs, while Sakura stayed inside, too embarrassed to leave.
“C’mon Sakura, let’s go back to the party.” Togame smiled at him, and Sakura met his gaze through the cracks in his fingers.
“You might want to clean yourselves up a bit first,” Tsubaki winked, and Sakura groaned. “But don’t worry, I won’t say a word.”
“Thanks, Tsubaki.” Togame and Tsubaki exchanged a friendly smile, before Togame extended his hand to Sakura. Sakura cautiously took it and allowed himself to be dragged to the bathroom, Tsubaki still giggling as they left.