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Satsuki broke away when he needed a breath again, panting softly. He wanted more than just to kiss the other, but he held himself back. He didn't think he would be rejected, but he worried about the others heart. It had been through enough today.

Syo's face was bright red and starting to sweat, but he at least felt okay. "Wh-Why... did you... s-stop?" Syo asked, panting. "Let's continue...!"

"I'm worried about your heart. It's taken enough today." He responded, grabbing his chin and tilting it up. "Don't get too ahead of yourself."

Satsuki absolutely enjoyed this. He couldn't help the small noises that left his lips, muffled by the steamy kiss. He didn't want to stop, he wanted this just as much as Syo did.

Syo really wanted this to last forever. He kissed Satsuki many times before, but not like this. This kiss was different and it was absolutely addicting.

Satsuki broke away when he needed a breath again, panting softly. He wanted more than just to kiss the other, but he held himself back. He didn't think he would be rejected, but he worried about the others heart. It had been through enough today.

Syo complied. Good. His tongue slipped past his lips, a small groan falling past his lips. His tongue slid against Syo's, his hands pulling him closer to him.

Satsuki was making noises. So he liked this, right? It make Syo like this even more. He could feel drool dribbling down his chin as their tongues wrestled each other but he didn't care, he just wanted more.

Satsuki absolutely enjoyed this. He couldn't help the small noises that left his lips, muffled by the steamy kiss. He didn't want to stop, he wanted this just as much as Syo did.

Syo's moan sent chills down his spine, he wanted to hear it more. So he nipped at his lower lip, asking permission silently to push his tongue into his mouth. If Syo wanted to make out, he was going to get a little steamy with it.

Syo was surprised, but in the best way possible. He inhaled sharply from his nose and slowly opened his mouth, ready for Satsuki's tongue to go inside.

Syo complied. Good. His tongue slipped past his lips, a small groan falling past his lips. His tongue slid against Syo's, his hands pulling him closer to him.

Satsuki was yanked into the kiss, returning the kiss. He moved a hand to the back of his head, burying his fingers into his hair.

It felt so good to have Satsuki's fingers run through his hair. It was definitely a weakness of his. It felt so good. Too good. It made Syo moan into the kiss.

Syo's moan sent chills down his spine, he wanted to hear it more. So he nipped at his lower lip, asking permission silently to push his tongue into his mouth. If Syo wanted to make out, he was going to get a little steamy with it.

Satsuki leaned in, noticing the other was nervous. He'd wait for the other to close the gap or push him away. "If you don't want to, Just push me away."

"I want to!" Syo said closing that gap and nearly tackling him down. He may have been nervous, but that was all Syo needed to push that away because Syo wanted to kiss Satsuki more than anything right now.

Satsuki was yanked into the kiss, returning the kiss. He moved a hand to the back of his head, burying his fingers into his hair.

"Well then come with me to the couch. Like I said, I'm tired of bending over." He responded, walking away from the smaller blonde to their living room, sitting on the couch.

"O-Okay," Syo said as he followed along and sat on the couch. Somehow, he was more nervous than earlier. But why? They were literally just making out, so why be nervous now?

Satsuki leaned in, noticing the other was nervous. He'd wait for the other to close the gap or push him away. "If you don't want to, Just push me away."

Syo kissed his cheek and he blushed, looking away. "It's fine, I ain't angry about it." He mumbled. "Now, do you want to go get comfortable on the couch, or do you want Natsuki back?"

"Natsuki?" Syo questioned. "I wanna keep making out with you." Syo didn't want to stop after all.

"Well then come with me to the couch. Like I said, I'm tired of bending over." He responded, walking away from the smaller blonde to their living room, sitting on the couch.

"I wasn't horny in the first place." He was starting to get horny just making out with the other, but he wasn't talking about that.

"Alright, sorry, here," Syo got on his tiptoes and pecked Satsuki's cheek. "Sorry for misunderstanding."

Syo kissed his cheek and he blushed, looking away. "It's fine, I ain't angry about it." He mumbled. "Now, do you want to go get comfortable on the couch, or do you want Natsuki back?"

"I just wanted a smooch, my back hurts from leaning so far down, shortie." Satsuki responded. Damn Syo. He definitely misread the situation. "Besides, you can't talk when you were asking me not to stop every time I pulled away."

"Wh--Sh--L-Listen, you!" Syo shouted. "That was VERY easy to misread, Mr. Grabbyhands! A-And I never said that this wasn't making me horny! I ain't accusing!" Yep. Blunt.

"I wasn't horny in the first place." He was starting to get horny just making out with the other, but he wasn't talking about that.

Syo broke the kiss with a gasp, then quickly apologized. "It's fine, there's no need to apologize." He spoke softly, hearing the other's plead for more. "We should move somewhere more comfortable..." he mumbled softly against the other's lips.

"W-Wait... y-you mean...!" Somehow Syo wasn't prepared. He knew this was coming, and yet he was still not mentally prepared. Even though it's happened before. "I-I knew it! That's why you got angry! You were horny!" And Syo was as blunt as ever.

"I just wanted a smooch, my back hurts from leaning so far down, shortie." Satsuki responded. Damn Syo. He definitely misread the situation. "Besides, you can't talk when you were asking me not to stop every time I pulled away."

Having Syo this close was nice. He enjoyed the feeling of his lips against his, his free hand moving to hold his slender waist. He knew he would need to pull back soon to breathe again, but for now he just couldn't get enough of his lips.

Syo gasped at the touch, accidentally breaking the kiss. But he didn't want it to stop. He wasn't done yet. He wanted more. "S-Sorry..." he apologized not knowing why. "Don't stop..."

Syo broke the kiss with a gasp, then quickly apologized. "It's fine, there's no need to apologize." He spoke softly, hearing the other's plead for more. "We should move somewhere more comfortable..." he mumbled softly against the other's lips.

Even if he wouldn't admit it, he loved Syo too. More than anybody could guess. His body pressed more against Syo's, a hand moving to his jaw. He just couldn't get enough.

The feeling of Satsuki's hands was nice, even if it was only on his face. Satsuki's hands were big and warm, yet rough and strong. They made Syo feel safe.

Having Syo this close was nice. He enjoyed the feeling of his lips against his, his free hand moving to hold his slender waist. He knew he would need to pull back soon to breathe again, but for now he just couldn't get enough of his lips.

Syo definitely didn't need to ask twice. He pulled the other in and kissed him deeply, wanting to kiss him more as well.

Dammit he loved Satsuki. He didn't care about what happened at the wedding anymore. He loved him too much to let it get in the way. Syo wrapped his arms around Satsuki's neck and pulled him as close as he possibly could.

Even if he wouldn't admit it, he loved Syo too. More than anybody could guess. His body pressed more against Syo's, a hand moving to his jaw. He just couldn't get enough.

Satsuki wanted to kiss longer but forced himself to pull back slightly to take a breath, not fully moving away from the smaller blond. If Syo wanted more, he would make him initiate this time.

Syo took a breath himself but also stayed close. "Can we... keep going...?" he asked. "I want to kiss you more..."

Syo definitely didn't need to ask twice. He pulled the other in and kissed him deeply, wanting to kiss him more as well.

Kissing Syo was always the best. His lips were soft and he liked how it felt when the other was this close to him.

Syo really didn't want this kiss to stop. Did it have to? He wanted it to go deeper... longer... forever.

Satsuki wanted to kiss longer but forced himself to pull back slightly to take a breath, not fully moving away from the smaller blond. If Syo wanted more, he would make him initiate this time.