Oh my god I love you for more Yoshitoki asks. And yes, the machinations of Furuta are an enigma. 😉
Marude gasps slightly as Yoshitoki presses him against his bed.
“Maru,” he murmurs.
He loves when Chika calls him that silly nickname. Is this love? Probably. Ugh, he’s going sentimental in his old age.
“Chika.” Marude stares up at his best friend.
“We should have done this a lot sooner,” says Yoshitoki, disquiet in his eyes.
“Now’s as good a time as ever.” Marude winks and allows Yoshitoki to remove his shirt.
Yoshitoki trembles as Marude returns the favor. He feels like Chika again with Maru. He feels free and vulnerable and happy.
“Maru,” he whispers. “Would you – would you want to try being on top?”
Marude looks surprised for a moment before his eyes gleam. “I’d love that.”
When their bodies combine and Marude whispers love in his ear, Yoshitoki can only think of Maru, of the man he’s loved for years. His father, his wicked family, and his secret are far from his mind.
Marude suckles the skin on Yoshitoki’s neck, and Yoshitoki sighs with contentment.
“Thank you,” Marude says when they’re finished. “Though I can’t believe I just got to ride the Bureau Director.”
Yoshitoki turns red, and Marude finds it adorable. “We all know my ferocity is an act.”
“I know.” Marude’s eyes turn tender. “That’s why I love you.”
The next day, Yoshitoki finds his steps lighter. He even whistles to himself as he walks along the hallways, until he realizes someone is following him and whistling in tune.
“Furuta.” His little brother looks just like him as a kid. Yoshitoki often feels guilty for not being able to reach Furuta more.
“I see you finally enjoyed Marude’s ministrations, eh?” Furuta walks past laughing. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell your father.”
“Souta Nimura Washuu Furuta, get back here!”
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