I Wouldn't Have It Any Other Way (18+)

Additional Tags: exual Inexperience, Switching, Service Top Kagi, blowjob, Service Top Hirano, handjob, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Slight Manhandling, Kink Exploration, Submissive Kagi

Hirano had lived his life unconcerned about romantic relationships, so when he suspected his puppy-like roommate had a crush(?) on him, it was all too easy to keep the thought out of his mind. But as time passed, life had a way to bring back unwanted realities and Hirano had to face his feelings and his younger former roommate's. Apparently, Hirano once said he wanted an open and honest partner like Kagiura but the thoughts and reasons behind those words still escaped him even after starting to date.

A year passed since his graduation and Kagiura had followed to college. He had chosen one close to Hirano's despite his insistence on not compromising his education for their relationship.

"It's okay, Hirano-san! I was given a sports scholarship for that college! Plus, we can see each other often!" he said.

To Hirano, it was not okay. He wasn't taking their relationship lightly though.

"Hi-rano-san!!"

He flinched and turned towards Kagi's voice, finding his face was dangerously close.

"Didn't I tell you to not get too close in public?!" He shoved his companion's head.

"You were spacing out!" Kagiura pouted.

"Sorry, sorry. What were you saying?"

"My favorite team is going to play today. I was wondering if we could watch the match at your place."

"What time?"

"7 pm."

Hirano looked at his phone's clock. "Isn't it in like a few hours?" He might as well stay over if he's going to--

"Maybe I can stay over--"

Hirano agreed without a word of protest.

They met in his apartment half an hour before the game. Hirano had asked why didn't Kagiura go with him. Kagi already had some clothes at Hirano's place. Kagiura replied there were a few things he wanted to bring which Hirano assumed were sweets. Looking at the bag Kagiura brought, it seems he wasn't far off.

They chatted while preparing the table with snacks and drinks, then settled beside each other to watch the game.

Hirano languidly observed the TV, comfortably conscious of his partner's presence. His basketball knowledge came solely from Kagiura, and while Hirano's passion for sports ended years ago, he didn't mind indulging Kagi-kun.

Hirano found himself smiling as Kagi's favorite team continued to lead the score. Kagiura was beaming, brightening the room like a sunny day.

"What a great game!" Kagiura threw his arms as the players on the screen left the court. "They won! They won!" he sang.

Hirano congratulated with an easygoing smile, groaning the next moment as his sight was filled with his ceiling.

"Kagi-kun. . . !" he growled, lifting his head to stare at the younger man.

Kagiura peeked as he laid on Hirano's chest. He ignored his own heartbeat, trying to frown deeper at the mischievous little puppy. . . with that adorable smile that was taking his breath away.

Before Hirano could tell Kagi to get the fuck off, the latter spoke. "Hirano-san, you know, I'm happy to be with you." Hirano didn't know what face he was making, but he couldn't look away from Kagi's doe-like eyes. Hirano never had to make an effort to read between his lines, not anymore.

As Kagi burrowed half of his face on Hirano's chest, Hirano finally couldn't ignore the sound that now painful echo on his eardrums.

Kagi-kun was blushing adorably and his breath made Hirano break out in goosebumps. "Hirano-san. . . I want to please you." It was a soft mutter that Hirano could easily excuse himself from. It was Kagi-kun's way to give him leeway. They were young and inexperienced after all. Hirano didn't have the time to learn about sex with so many assignments trying to break his back. Kagi-kun knew, so he never pushed. He also wasn't the kind of person to hold petty grudges or resentment, so Hirano sometimes forgot the intense feelings his former underclassman held for him. Those Hirano should not take for granted. Although, it's not like Hirano had never held Kagiura's figure under a hungry gaze, so he understood where his lover's actions were coming from.

Back in his current predicament, Hirano had to make a choice. Shifting his gaze away from Kagi's adorable expression, he said, "Let's take a bath first."

It wasn't a secret that Hirano had always been weak for Kagiura. With the person in front of him, hair wet and soft eyes, how could Hirano say no to Kagi's wants?

Kagi-kun's lips were soft. He made it a habit to lower his shoulders for Hirano so he didn't have to feel Kagi's tall frame towering over. 'It feels better,' Hirano had given a bullshit explanation. He would never admit his BL fanboy underclassman's words had gotten into his head. No, he wasn't a uke. Yes, he liked to look like a bad boy!

Kagiura pulled him closer, bringing Hirano back from his enraged thoughts as their kiss deepened. Kagi called him tenderly, and Hirano felt his self-control slip.

He broke into goosebumps as Kagi's hands snaked under his shirt, his back straightening instinctively. Kagiura's touches always followed the same pattern: tracing Hirano's spine, then moving to the sides before resting before his hips, fingers clasped.

"Hirano-san," Kagi whispered to his ear. "I want you." Hirano agreed without much thought. He really didn't need to consider; he wanted whatever Kagiura could give him. After lifting himself off the floor to sit on the bed, Kagiura's deft fingers went for his pajamas, slipping off his bottoms out to reveal his half-hard cock.

A thousand worries flashed through Hirano's mind at that moment. Kagi was waiting for his signal, so Hirano could go through the most important ones in a few moments. "Don't push yourself, okay?" Kagi immediately nodded. With that, Hirano patted his head.

Kagiura knew he wasn't a good lover doing the bedroom thing. Nevertheless, Hirano-san always reassured him in a very Hirano-san way. Hirano also told him it was okay to be the horniest of the two, so he began to take some pride in it. He wanted to be closer like lovers; he imagined it would be easy. But when they tried, both were thoroughly disappointed.

Hirano-san said he could go at his own pace, mumbling something like 'sex isn't all in BL either.' Kagi didn't know what that meant, but he looked up what else could lovers do in bed.

This. . . this was nice. Seeing Hirano-san's red face from between his legs, Hirano-san's glassy stare, Hirano-san's relaxed hand covering nothing of his soft pants. Pleasing Hirano-san, making him cry his name. It was one of the many things they could do but with time, Kagi found himself inclining towards it. He didn't know what that meant, so he recalled his boyfriend's words.

'Take it easy.'

"Mn." Kagiura placed a kiss on Hirano's member, the sound rumbling right up to his boyfriend's brain. It wasn't bad, but Hirano knew he was biased towards a Kagi single-minded focus. Hirano's chest filled with warmth towards his partner at the memory before he felt Kagi's tongue.

Hirano covered his mouth and almost screamed. Kagi gazed up questioningly. Hirano nodded. 'It's okay, it's okay. Continue.'

"Did you like that?" Kagi asked.

Hirano just made agree-like noise. It was too damn embarrassing. When Kagi did it again, he felt himself leaking. He wanted Kagiura to shut up with the 'Hirano-san, Hirano-san.' It was too fucking erotic! Hirano couldn't control his breath under Kagi's words, lips pressed against his dick in between.

"Hirano-san~" Kagiura pouted. "Can I give you a proper blowjob?" he asked, using his thumb to draw circles on Hirano's underside.

Hirano's stomach flipped at the thought of Kagi eating his. . . his. . . He slapped Kagi the previous time in a shameful fit of embarrassment, sincerely apologizing after the ordeal was over.

"I can clean it but. . . I promise I'll pull out." Kagi gazed up, resting his cheek on Hirano's inner thigh.

. . . Hirano really couldn't say no to that face. Not that he thought he wasn't going to enjoy it or he didn't want this.

"A-alright," he grumbled. After Kagiura wiped the precum, he slipped the head between his lips. The vibrations climbed Hirano's body, forcing his muscles to tense. Kagiura's laser focus on working on Hirano's member made his mind hazy.

It was a strange feeling, having his dick wet and warm. Unfortunately, the hovering sensation of teeth raised his alarms, and Kagi's movements weren't deft enough to overcome this looming sense of danger.

Kagi lowered his head, taking Hirano deeper. His hot pants were increasingly erotic, pawing at Hirano's wet member.

Hirano grabbed a bundle of Kagi's hair, racking his brain on how to improve the situation. "Kagi-kun, you don't have to take it all. You don't have to take it all either. Your hands are enough." He didn't want Kagi to choke to the point he had to back up, apologizing with tear-stained eyes like a girl who was wronged by her shitty boyfriend. It made him feel something he had never felt before, and he had no intention of learning what it was.

Kagiura was silent for a moment, Hirano's member still trapped in his mouth. Eventually, he pulled back and lowered his head.

"Hirano-san, please give me a moment."

He nodded and patted Kagiura's head. "Take your time."

When Kagi leveled his eyes, his expression was studious. Hirano once again felt his chest warm. Then, Kagi pressed back his lips against Hirano's member but now his mouth was opened, expression peaceful as his tongue circled around Hirano's flesh.

Hirano felt his lower abdomen growing warmer as Kagi's full-lipped kisses stirred something. When it wasn't his lips, his hands slid across his member with confidence.

"What happened?" Hirano found himself asking.

"Nothing much. I just thought I would do to you what I do myself." Hirano flushed at the thought of Kagiura masturbating, probably calling his name in a frenzy, face red and brow creased in pleasure.

Fuck, he wanted to hear those words so bad.

"Is this okay?" Kagiura asked before kissing his base, hand pleasuring him.

Hirano wished he could see Kagi's face. That would be so much hotter. He sent a sign of agreement before his body told him he was done with this.

"Um, Kagi-kun? This has been going on for a while. . ." Fuck, he hoped Kagi didn't misinterpret that.

The man himself gave a delayed reply, mumbling to himself. "Okay, mind if I do the same thing as last time?"

Er. . . "If you are comfortable with it," Hirano said.

Nope, it was no good. No matter how much Hirano closed his eyes and gently spurred his partner, he couldn't bring himself over the edge. He had promised to make up with Kagi with this embarrassment, and he was gonna make that happen.

Kagiura was still sitting on the floor, looking like a kicked puppy. He hoped this time was gonna be amazing, that Hirano-san would look exhausted and tell him he did a good job. Of course, Hirano-san was kind--Hirano-san knew he wanted him to come, right? Maybe they should talk before the next time.

Kagiura sighed. Intimacy was hard.

"Kagi-kun, more importantly. . ."

Kagi wanted to protest. He wanted Hirano-san to feel good! It mattered! These words crumbled when he saw Hirano-san's wide eyes looking down at him.

Shit, he was extremely hard.

"Uh-um, i-it's okay! I can deal with it myself!" Kagi jumped to his feet and was about to turn when Hirano pulled his wrist.

"If you really want to deal with it yourself, I'll let you go, but if you want. . . please let me do it. . ."

Kagi was stupefied. Hirano-san's words went from harsh to gentle, in that way that made him weak, so Kagi didn't know what to do. He stared at Hirano-san's member, glistening from his saliva and precum. Then, he felt how Hirano's grip began to loosen, looking away from Kagi.

"Hirano-san wants to touch me?" His lover assented with difficulty. "Hirano-san wants me?"

"Y-yeah. . ." Hirano muttered.

"Really?"

Hirano sighed, "I do. But more importantly, do you want to, Kagi-kun?"

Their gazes met. Hirano-san couldn't be more experienced than him, but his gaze held the same fondness he had been feeling for Kagi for quite some time.

It's okay if they tried.

After Hirano cleaned himself (he insisted) and Kagi washed his mouth like he read he should after doing what he did, Hirano brought a shy Kagi-kun to the bed. He saw the younger one gulp as he climbed on the mattress.

As they faced each other lying on the same pillow, Kagi's face was flushed.

Fucking hell, he was really cute. With a chuckle, Hirano traced Kagi's side, feeling him squirm under his fingertips.

Kagi's expression was vulnerable and delicate with a hint of fear. A dark feeling swarmed on Hirano's insides. He caressed Kagi's hip, making him pant.

"Are you scared?" Hirano asked with mirth. He noted it wasn't the tone he should be using with a partner so he apologized, cleared his throat, schooled his expression, and met Kagi's eyes before repeating the question.

"N-no, not really. . ." Then why was he making that face? Hirano wanted to ask, but he knew Kagi wouldn't tell if he didn't want to.

Fuck, he assumed again. "Kagi-kun," Hirano said steely, "if you are having doubts, please tell me." He wasn't going to let Kagi get hurt again. Like hell!

"So cool~"

Hirano blurted. "Huh?!"

Kagi burst out in laughter. "Hirano-san, your face is so funny!" His laugh receded. "I'm glad to be with someone like you, I can tell you care about me."

Hirano flushed at Kagi's boyish, bright smile. He mumbled something incoherent before asking in a statement tone. "You weren't scared."

"After all this time, I could never be scared of Hirano-san."

What a romantic. He wanted to sigh. When did he become such a pessimist?

"I wasn't scared. Please continue." Kagi gave the okay.

Hirano stared at him for a moment before placing his hand back. He pushed aside the cloth with his thumb and caressed Kagi's bare skin.

Shit. His hand froze, eyes darting to Kagi's face. "Are you okay?" Why did he get carried away?

Kagiura nodded all smiles. "I'm okay. You can go on."

Kagi's chest had hitched under his touch. Was that not a bad thing. . ? Hirano left that thought in a corner of his mind and focused back. He could clearly listen to the variations on Kagi's breath as Hirano explored his side. "Pleasant?"

"Uh-huh."

Hirano glowed with renewed confidence, circling Kagi's navel, making him whine like a starved dog. His thumb lowered and lowered, disappearing under Kagi's bottoms.

"Hirano-san!" Kagi whined.

Part of him wanted to continue, relishing Kagi's reactions, but he decided to check up with his partner. "Want me to stop?" He grinned cheekily.

Kagiura pouted. "Uh, well, if this is part of what you want to do, then it's okay. . ."

Fuck, he didn't tell Kagi what he had in mind. Hirano brought his palm back to its initial position and began to explain. "Kagi-kun, I want to use my hand to. . . to err, make you feel good. Are you alright with that? It's fine if you don't. Don't push yourself."

Kagiura stared down at himself, a blush rising from his neck. His expression was blank, and he bashfully agreed to Hirano's offer.

Kagiura, nineteen years old, thought this kind of thing wasn't bad at all. Hirano-san was the most motherly of them too and he was clearly putting in the effort to make him feel comfortable.

It was fine to indulge one more time.

"Hirano-san!" Kagi breathed out, taking in the attention of his boyfriend. "Um, this. . . could this be because I did my best to make you feel good?"

Hirano became as red as a tomato. Seemingly understanding, he nodded. "Uhn, you did great. Now let me take care of you."

Ah, Kagi thought it would be okay to die right now. But it wouldn't do, Hirano-san would be sad.

Kagi, in his habit to seek comfort, grabbed Hirano-san's shirt as the pale and slim hand slipped under his pajamas. His skin felt hot and sweaty and his heart was about to burst when Hirano's hand suddenly snapped out.

"W-what happened?!" Kagi yelped.

"Do you have lotion?" Hirano asked. "It makes things better, right? And your skin is sensitive so I thought this would make you feel good."

Oh. "It's in the bag I brought." Kagi turned around to get up but Hirano gently pushed him down.

Kagi was left on the bed with his raging emotions, the ghost feeling of Hirano's hand over his member, and his naughty thoughts. When Hirano returned, Kagi's boner was, after much teasing, at full standing.

"Do you want me to take them off or would rather keep them there?"

"I don't mind either."

"I'll take them off." Hirano approached his hips when Kagi-kun jumped.

"No no no, I'll do it myself!" He swiftly removed his clothes, feeling his temperature rise.

"Are you okay?" Hirano stared dubiously. "If you--"

Kagiura tore his eyes from his boner. "I'm okay, Hirano-san. Please don't worry."

"Kagi-kun, please talk to me." He sounded disappointed.

Kagiura felt he was about to burst into tears. Maybe it was the stress from it all, and the anticipation.

"Hirano-san, please hug me."

His boyfriend dove into action, wrapping his hands around Kagi's head and pressing him against his nape. Kagi returned the embrace, tears flowing and sobs echoing on the walls.

After a while, Hirano asked. "Did I. . . do something?"

Kagiura tried to shake his head. "I was tense but I feel much better. Thank you."

"Do you want to continue?"

"Yes, I want Hirano-san to touch me."

Hirano had the urge to glomp this person, so sweet and honest. Kagiura really made him lose his cool. After a squeeze, he unwrapped Kagi and opened the bottle of lotion.

"I'm touching you." He glanced at Kagi before wrapping his hand around Kagi's member. He slowly pumped, spreading the lotion.

"How does it feel?"

"So good."

The squelch of Hirano's lubed hand working on Kagi's member and Kagi's sounds filled their silence. Hirano wasn't sure if he should say something. It was getting a little awkward and his wrist was beginning to ache.

"Kagi-kun, can you put your leg on mine?" 'It's hard to reach with this height difference…'

"L-like this," Kagiura shifted his leg, placing it on top of Hirano's hip. This position was. . .

"Are you comfortable?" Hirano asked, eyes locking.

'I wanna kiss him,' Kagi thought. Nodding, he told Hirano of his desire. Hirano froze, eventually looking away. "Can I kiss you?" Kagiura rephrased.

Hirano seemed to consider it. "Later, okay? I promise."

"Mn, okay. . ."

"Akki." Kagiura's heart leaped. "Don't forget my feelings for you." He inhaled deeply. Hirano-san loves him, Kagiura can be sure of that. Even so, he wanted to kiss Hirano so badly. He must be patient.

Their gazes locked again as Hirano patted hair. "Are you okay?"

"Hirano-san, you love me right?" 'He's shy if I beg him to say the whole thing. I always knew that. I have so much to work on.'

Hirano, as expected, went along with his question. "Shall we continue?" He had been languidly stroking Kagi. Hirano fixed his position, angling himself closer to Kagi's chest.

Kagiura could smell Hirano's shampoo and feel his heat.

"Hirano-san, please touch me a lot." Kagi saw Hirano's shoulders tense. To his surprise, Hirano pressed his lips against Kagi's collarbone, pecking like a bird as his hand increases the pace.

"No good, can you move your hips higher?"

Kagiura blushed like mad, the loudest and lewdest moan so far was his answer. "Uh-um, Hirano-san. . . I really like it when you tell me what to do."

'And when you speak roughly like that but you are also caring.'

"Got it? Can you do what I said then?"

"Raise my hips, like this?"

"Closer to me."

"Now?"

Hirano caked his hand with lotion before reaching out, stroking Kagi's member. "Yeah, it's more comfortable. My hand was hurting. You're so tall I could barely reach."

Hirano gingerly resumed pecking Kagiura's collar, apologizing for startling him.

"Hi-Hirano-san!"

Hirano had nibbed him. "Was that too strong? I tried to be gentle."

"Mnn, it was good. I want Hirano-san to do more things."

"Hoh~ Then. . ." Hirano pushed him down and played with his collarbone. "What about this?" He mouthed.

"Don't stop," Kagi exhaled.

Hirano trailed kisses across Kagiura's neck, whispering his name. Kagi's breath hitched, his whole body jumping with it as Hirano steadily worked on his arousal.

"Taiga...san."

"Taiga is fine," he whispered close to Kagi's ear, husky and breathy like a lover's.

"Hirano-san, it feels good. Hah, hn!" Hirano felt his hand wet with warmth, Kagi's precum.

"Should I continue like this?" He asked.

"Yes, just like this. Maybe a little faster." Kagi's lidded lashes quivered in pleasure. Hirano increased his pace, staring at Kagi's expression rapidly crumbling.

He continued pampering Kagiura's neck, adding some pressure. Kagi arched his back, letting out an unrestrained moan.

He grabbed Hirano's shirt. "Hirano-san, I'm close."

"Uh-huh, you have done well so far. Good job. Keep enjoying yourself."

Soon, Kagiura was a whiny mess, then made a mess on Hirano's hand and his sheets. After cleaning his hand, Hirano laid by his side, watching as Kagi breathed peacefully.

"Good job, Akki," he pecked Kagi's lips.

Kagiura's eyes flew open. "Ah, not fair! I wasn't ready. Hi-ra-no-san~!"

Hirano pretended to click his tongue. "This brat has so much energy."

Kagi moved to straddle Hirano's waist. "You promised, I'm going to get my fill!"

"Yeah, yeah, go ahead."

It had been a while since Kagi's last visit. Hirano had forgotten, on these nights, he didn't get any sleep. But despite the exhaustion the following day and their mutual bashfulness during intimacy, sharing touches, warmth, and loving words--he wouldn't have it any other way.