The weeks had passed since that evening by the river, and things between Kaito and Ryu had shifted in ways neither of them had expected. Their project was done, and with it, their casual hangouts had turned into something more. Something, understood, but undeniably there. They spent more time together outside of school, whether it was late-night walks or grabbing food after class, but neither of them had truly acknowledged what had happened at least not out loud.
But tonight, there was no escaping it.
Kaito had invited Ryu over to his place to work on an art project for the last time. His heart had been racing all day, though he couldn’t figure out why. It wasn’t like they hadn’t spent time together before. But this time felt different.
The evening was warm, the air thick with tension. Kaito could feel Ryu’s presence like it was pressing in on him, every movement, every word, sending his pulse racing. They sat together at the desk, their shoulders brushing occasionally as they worked. The tension was suffocating, but neither of them said a word about it.
Eventually, Kaito stood up and stretched, trying to shake off the strange feeling that had settled over him. He turned to look at Ryu, who had stopped what he was doing and was watching him, his gaze heavier than usual.
"You’re quiet tonight," Kaito remarked, his voice lower than normal.
Ryu’s lips quirked up, but there was something dangerous in the way his eyes darkened. He stood up slowly, crossing the room until he was standing directly in front of Kaito, his breath warm against Kaito’s skin.
"You’re not the only one with thoughts running through your head," Ryu said quietly. His voice was rougher than usual, and Kaito felt a shiver run down his spine.
Kaito swallowed hard, their eyes locking. It was like a magnet drawing them closer, and suddenly, the space between them was too much. Ryu reached out, his fingers brushing Kaito’s arm, sending sparks of heat through his skin. Without thinking, Kaito took a step forward, closing the distance.
The moment their lips met, everything flared in a rush of sensation. It was different from before more serious, more urgent. Ryu’s hands found Kaito’s waist, pulling him in closer, their bodies pressed together. Kaito’s mind was spinning, his thoughts a blur of wanting and need. His hands found Ryu’s chest, his heart racing as he kissed him harder, tasting the urgency in the way their lips collided.
Ryu responded with the same intensity, his grip tightening as he pulled Kaito closer, his lips trailing down Kaito’s jaw to his neck. Kaito’s breath hitched, his fingers curling into Ryu’s shirt as the kiss deepened, the tension in his bodybuilding.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXA8rFcRP2S
Kaito finally pulled back, his chest heaving as he tried to steady himself. "Ryu," he whispered, his voice barely a breath. "What are we doing?"
Ryu’s gaze was intense, his lips swollen from the kiss. "I don’t know," he murmured, his hand sliding to Kaito’s back, pulling him in again. "But I don’t want to stop."
Kaito felt the weight of his words, the heat of his touch, and he couldn’t ignore it any longer. He didn’t want to stop either. His hands reached up, fingers trembling as he touched Ryu’s face, tracing his jawline, his thumb brushing over his lips.
Everything between them was changing, and Kaito wasn’t sure what it meant, or what would happen next. But in this moment, it didn’t matter. He leaned in, kissing Ryu again, this time with all the emotion and hunger that had been building between them for weeks.
Their hands roamed, touching, exploring. The heat between them built slowly, in the shared space between their bodies. Kaito’s breath caught as Ryu’s hand slipped down his back, pulling him closer. Every inch of him felt alive with anticipation, the moment stretching longer, each second more intoxicating than the last.10Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ54DAOE3ABv
Ryu’s hands moved to Kaito’s back, his fingers tracing the lines of his muscles, sending shivers through his body. Kaito responded, his hands finding Ryu’s shirt, pulling it off without hesitation. It wasn’t about the clothes, though. It was about what was happening between them this understood, strong connection.
When they finally broke the kiss, both of them were breathless, staring at each other, their faces flushed. Kaito’s fingers grazed Ryu’s chest, feeling the heat of his skin beneath his fingertips. Ryu’s hands cupped Kaito’s face, gently guiding him back into another kiss, his lips moving with a quiet intensity.
They didn’t need words to communicate anymore. Their bodies did the talking. Ryu guided Kaito to the bed, both of them shedding the remaining clothes, the sensation of skin on skin sending a rush of heat through Kaito’s body. He felt a fire building between them, a hunger he couldn’t ignore, but there was also something deeper a connection, a tenderness that had grown in the silence and stolen glances.
As Kaito lay back on the bed, Ryu hovered over him, his eyes dark with something Kaito couldn’t quite name. He reached out, brushing his fingers over Kaito’s lips before leaning in again, kissing him with an intensity that made Kaito’s heart race. His hand slid down Kaito’s side, fingers tracing the curve of his waist as he pressed closer.
Kaito’s breath caught as Ryu’s lips moved down his neck, his touch leaving a trail of heat in its wake. He moaned softly, his hands gripping the sheets beneath him, the sensation of Ryu’s lips and hands on his skin making his pulse spike. There was no turning back now he was fully absorbed in the moment, feeling every inch of Ryu’s touch like it was a fire that had consumed him.
But then, just as everything seemed to build to its peak, Ryu paused, his hand gently holding Kaito’s, fingers interlocking as if grounding them both in the reality of what was happening. Kaito’s eyes met his, and there was a softness in Ryu’s gaze, something that told Kaito that this wasn’t just about passion. This was about them, about their connection, about something more.
Ryu whispered, his voice low and filled with meaning, “You’re not alone in this, Kaito. Not anymore.”
And in that moment, Kaito knew. They didn’t need anything else. They had each other.
They didn’t say anything more. There were no more questions, no more doubts. Just the feeling of being with someone who understood, someone who didn’t need words to make it clear how they felt.
And in that quiet, stolen moment, Kaito realized something. Whatever this was whatever it would become it was real. He had never been more sure of anything in his life.
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The End.
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