[Mar 31] [Junjou Romantica] Hardly At Home

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Title: Hardly At Home
Author: deecherrywolf
Day/Theme: Mar 31/ even until tomorrow and the day after that
Series: Junjou Romantica
Character/Pairing: Egoist



Kamijou Hiroki did not do romantic things.

That much was obvious. But when Kamijou Hiroki caught himself looking at the clock repetitively, he couldn't help but feel like a woman waiting for her white knight to come carry her off into the sunset.

Dating a medical intern was hard. Kusama Nowaki, the intern in question, was always busy. He had so much to do and learn at the hospital that Kamijou was beginning to feel like he came second to the blasted place. He even felt like he was beginning to hate hospitals.

He grumbled as he peered at the clock one last time. It was midnight... He sighed, feeling exhausted. He thought Nowaki would be home by now. He turned to go to bed when he heard the door being unlocked. His eyes widened and he turned toward the door. The smell of disinfectants and that 'hospital' smell rolled into the room. Nowaki put his back pack down and gazed into the room, eyes widening when he saw Hiroki standing in the room.

“Hiro-san...”

Hiroki's heart thudded, he laughed lightly. “O-Oh! Hey Nowaki, I was just getting a glass of water... fancy at actually seeing you come home.”

Nowaki flinched lightly, eyes lowering. “I'm sorry, Hiro-san.”

Hiroki licked his lips. “Well you know... it's to be expected.”

“But I should try to make it home earlier... I miss you Hiro-san... every day.... I miss talking to you, I miss seeing you... I miss fucking you.”

Hiroki felt his cheeks catch fire and he glared at the man's dark blue eyes. “Hey now... I know we don't see each other often but-.”

“But don't you?”

Of course he did. He missed Nowaki in general. He shuddered as Nowaki came at him, pressing his lips together with his. He quickly opened his mouth, allowing his lover's tongue into his mouth. He groaned as he felt Nowaki's bulge press into his as the man backed him up into the wall. Nowaki's hand ran down his side and into his pants, cupping his ass firmly in his large hands. Hiroki pulled away, gasping while Nowaki's lips began attacking his neck.

“N-Nowaki!! We... ah... I have work in the morning.... it's midnight and... oh.”

“I love you Hiro-san.”

Hiroki moaned into Nowaki's mouth, wrapping his arms around his lover. Perhaps he'd allow Nowaki this night. They both needed it and needed each other.

Nowaki quickly threw off his own shirt, dark blue eyes looking into Hiroki's browns with passion. Hiroki groaned as Nowaki's hand on his bottom began to rub against the opening. Hiroki gasped, taking a leg and wrapping it around one of Nowaki's legs... the process made Nowaki press into him harder. Nowaki pulled away, reaching in his pocket, pulling out a small bottle of lubrication. Hiroki narrowed his eyes.

“You've been planning this.”

Nowaki frowned. “How mean, Hiro-san.”

Hiroki grunted, feeling Nowaki's hand return to it's position, now slickened by the lubrication. “It's not mean, you're just a pervert.”

Nowaki pressed a slick finger into Hiroki's hole, rolling it around gently, feeling Hiroki's leg lift up again. This time he helped that leg up with his free hand. He pressed into Hiroki, as he continued to prepare his lover. He added another finger, hearing Hiroki groan in appreciation. He quickly added another, knowing Hiroki could handle it... and he was right. Hiroki cried out, thrusting against his fingers. Nowaki kissed Hiroki feverishly, pulling his fingers in and out, leaving the tips inside before plummeting them back in, then quickly discarding them.

Hiroki cried out as Nowaki managed to pull off Hiroki's pajama bottoms enough to reveal his bottom. Nowaki took hold of his cock, lathering it up with lubrication before taking it in his hand and guiding it to that slick hole. Hiroki hissed in anticipation as Nowaki rubbed the head of his cock against the opening. Hiroki's brow furrowed in frustration. Was Nowaki going to fuck him or not?

He cried out as the man entered him, clenching his legs around Nowaki. Nowaki panted in his ear as he began the steady rhythm. Hiroki clutched on to him, his back still firm against the wall. He had missed this. Oh god, he had missed the feeling of being ravished by Nowaki. The man was simply not home enough. He needed to be home more often. “Nowaki!”

Nowaki moaned as he reached between them, stroking Hiroki with his free hand. His other hand helding Hiroki keep his legs around him and keep him from falling. Hiroki threw back his head, his head hitting the wall with a small thud. Nowaki shuddered as he picked up the pace, feeling Hiroki scoot gently up the wall. Hiroki cried out, spilling his essence all over their chests. Nowaki cried out as he came within Hiroki. “Hiro-san!”

Nowaki slowed his pumps as the came down from their high. Hiroki panted, glancing at the clock, it was thirty past midnight. He stifled a yawn as he kissed Nowaki, who kissed him back just as eagerly. Hiroki pulled away, murmuring. “You can put me down now.”

“I don't want to put you down. Hiro-san is cute the way he is.”

Hiroki glowered at him, but Nowaki merely laughed, backing away, carrying Hiroki into the bed room. He laid the man down, hearing him groan lightly as he stretched out his legs. Nowaki smiled.

“Now aren't you glad I carried you back?”

“Shut up. Get into bed, idiot. Next time, try to come home earlier. If I keep all of this up, the professor will make fun of me for weeks.”

Nowaki smiled, giving him an affirmative and got into bed with him, wrapping his arms around him. Hiroki sighed contently. He really loved Nowaki. Even if he didn't say it often, he would feel it always. Nowaki murmured the words he could say. “I love you Hiro-san.”

“Mmhmm... me too, Nowaki.”

He prayed the feeling would last for tomorrow and after that, for as long as it could last.

(The End)

yay!! I actually finished a whole 31_days ;w; I'm so happy.