promuseboxing | Misaki - Mikelo - Fushimi shenaniganry

[While not exactly early, he's home before he had expected. Rehearsals went smoothly, and after, Mikelo and a few other troupe members treated themselves to dinner.

Upon arrival, Mikelo is fairly quiet in entering the apartment. He mills about, taking his time in leaving his shoes by the door and slipping off his hoody to hang in the small closet.

He's about to head into the bedroom when he stops short at what sounds like. . .

(Misaki?)

A hand instinctively goes over his mouth to still the smirk at his lips. Without a sound, Mikelo steps to the side of the door, listening, and wondering how long it might be until Misaki realizes he's no longer alone. ]

Hahn... [ For the moment he's clueless that Mikelo's in the apartment. Misaki exhales slowly as he pumps his erection.

It's so easy for him to get distracted like this, not focusing on anything in particular. Bits and pieces from previous times with Fushimi and Mikelo providing just enough heat to get him going.

He moans as he starts to work his hips in time with his hand, the other bracing himself on the bed as he jerks himself off. ]

[It's rather entertaining to Mikelo in that he knows exactly what Misaki must look like right about now; cheeks flushed and eyes closed with a slight knit of concentration in his brow. He knows quite well by now the feeling of Misaki's heated skin beneath his fingers.

And, of course, he's certainly familiar with the way Misaki sounds.

Another minute or so slips by before Mikelo thinks to make himself known. While it's always enjoyable with the three of them, getting Misaki to himself is something he rather likes, too.

With a knock to the door-frame, Mikelo quietly slips into the room, leaning back against the wall for a moment or so. A bit of a grin is at the corner of his mouth. Don't mind him. . .]

[ The moment he hears that knock, watches Mikelo slip into the bedroom Misaki's rhythm falters. How long had he been listening?

That grin says that it had been long enough.

His cheeks flush with embarrassment and he's torn between continuing and trying to explain himself, though was he supposed to explain this without sounding stupid?

And it's honestly more than a little difficult to think clearly, he's hard and worked up from taking his sweet time (so stupid, shouldn't have wasted so much time...).

Finally he decides to say fuck it to the knot twisting in his stomach. ] You just... nn, gonna watch?

[The reply perhaps isn't exactly what Mikelo may have expected, but he'll of course accept it. —At least Misaki doesn't try and explain himself, though. There's nothing to explain at all.

There's a tip of his head at the question, however. Watching is nice, but not as much fun. . .

Pushing himself from the wall, Mikelo makes his way over to sit on the bed, right up next to him. There's still somewhat of a smile at his lips as he looks to Misaki, a hand lifting to lightly touch his cheek to guide his face to meet Mikelo's gaze.

( It's okay like this, isn't it? ) Mikelo might seem to say, before leaning in to press a kiss to the corner of his mouth with a warm exhale. Another kiss, then, hand slipping down to cover Misaki's. ]

[ A small shiver runs through him as Mikelo involves himself much more intimately. He doesn't bother speaking but instead kisses back to show that it's better than okay.

Misaki shifts his position so Mikelo has easier access and he moans into the kiss maybe not quite as shameless as when he thought he was alone but god... it feels better having someone else helping. ]

Ahh... Mikelo...

[There's a bit of a smile into the kiss at Misaki's reaction. Of course it'd be good. Mikelo lets out a heated breath, nipping at Misaki's lower lip.

He leans into him, closer. One hand steadily pumping his erection, while to other goes to the other side of Misaki's face, fingers slipping into his hair while he deepens the kiss.

He can't deny the way all of this is arousing him, as well, but Mikelo doesn't quite want to pull away just yet.]

Misaki - Mikelo - Fushimi shenaniganry

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