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[His hands tense from frustration against the table as there's nothing on the flat surface for his fingers to dig into. Whether Midorima has experience with it or no, Kise doesn't notice and doesn't care. It has the desired effect Midorima's been looking for, and with the added hand, a loud gasp breaks out from his chest, unable to hold it back any longer.

Midorima's name is a gasping, broken sound, constantly switching between nicknames or his first name, whenever the tongue presses in deeper. It's not difficult to get him hard, Midorima probably wouldn't even need a hand to do it, but it's definitively making Kise moan, leaving in on the verge of begging.]

[ Kise's reaction are hot. It's more than enough to get Midorima going, even if he wasn't already unable to stop himself from thinking about Kise. The effect of the chapstick had worn off already-- Midorima was in his right state of mind, but the lingering effects were more a matter of his actual, regular attraction to Kise than any manner of magical obsession cast upon him. Fortunately for Kise, or else this may have come to a rather abrupt stop.

Well, as a matter of fact, it does, after Midorima stretches to get his tongue as deep as possible, then pulls his mouth away and stands up again, this time unzipping his own pants and underwear and pulling them down to his knees. He can't fuck him, really, but he can slide his hardened cock between his thighs, the head peeking out beneath Kise's shaft between his legs. He keeps one hand over the blonde's cock as he starts to thrust his hips to move his cock between the blonde's thighs, wanting stimulation for himself as well. ]

[This is driving him crazy. Kise somehow manages to bring himself up on his forearms, shakily, to look behind at Midorima. The abrupt stop is like a chill rushing through him and a shiver goes down his back. He's still flushed but Kise has his wits about him now that Midorima's tongue isn't completely destroying his thought process. There is a brief moment of wondering what's he's up to, but he quickly catches on.

He shifts his legs as close as possible and tightens his thighs, biting his lower lip. This will feel good, really good.]

Mmm, making a note to, ah... buy an entire box of lube... [he looks over his shoulder at him, with a devious look in his eye,] I love feeling you in me...

[ Midorima buries his forehead between Kise's shoulder blades, then turns his head slightly to bite the flesh there gently in appreciation of the tightened thigh gap. ]

It would hurt too much if I tried. You'll have to accept me like this.

[ He bucks his hips to the friction, his own shaft rubbing against Kise's sack and the underside of his cock when he does. ]

[Kise can't help but grin, his smile briefly interrupted and mixed up with a sigh and gasp at the bite, sending a visible shiver down his back.]

I accept you anyway you want-

[-and whatever smartass thing he wanted to say after is cut off because that friction felt good, gasping in surprise and pleasure, fingers gripping onto the edge of the table.]

[ It's too bad doing this isn't easy while facing Kise, he can't kiss him to make him shut up. It seems like doing what he wants is relatively effective in doing the same though, and there's a victorious little hmph that comes from his lips with a soft smirk as he does it again, this time picking up a rather fast pace he would never dare to start with were they being fully intimate. There's no need to prepare or be gentle with this pose, so Midorima wants to use it to knock Kise off of his attention-high horse. It's a good bonus to getting to be with the person he cares for after a stressful month of being in a new world, again. ]

[Catching him off guard with sudden friction does make him shut up very nicely. Unlike the usual way they do it, where it gradually builds, this is like a shot of pleasure all of a sudden that renders him either speechless or turns his words into a strained moan. The faster pace is the way to do it. The table had long stopped being cold to the touch and Kise properly lays on it so he can turn his head in an attempt to get Midorima's expression- the always stern stare cracking when they are like this, the familiar green eyes almost making his skin burn.]

[ It's certainly not the same as being inside of him, but Midorima finds that right now he's not really thinking on it too much. This is enjoyable, and it gives Midorima the opportunity to lick up his spine and up the back of his neck, then nestle his nose into the back of Kise's hair and stay there comfortably while he fucks his thighs. One hand moves to the table to steady it after a thrust pushes all three of them (him, Kise, and the table) forward with a loud scrape and clunk, but he doesn't stop. He's close. Somehow it feels like it's been too long. ]

[Kise's breath catches a little when he feels tongue over his skin and his body arches up, wanting more contact, more of that breath against his skin and back of his neck and Midorima's held back sounds against his hair. One of his hands comes up and back to thread fingers in the green strands, but the table loses stability even more because of it so the thrusts easily push them forward. They have to brace themselves and Kise feels elated he almost laughs at how unusually clumsy they are. Needy. He focuses back again on the feeling of Midorima's movements and his hand, and does his best to keep his thighs tightened for him.]

[ They should've moved the table against the wall or something to keep it from sliding, scraping the floor. It's too late now though. Midorima has no intention of stopping until they're both satisfied. He moves his mouth to Kise's shoulder to gently suck there. Midorima knows he likes marking and being marked, so he'll make one, even if it's slightly hidden so that it's not obvious. He keeps thrusting, stepping forward when the table inches forward a little so that he can make sure they're both still getting friction, his breath washing over Kise's skin before his cock rather suddenly twitches and spurts out his seed, most of it getting on Kise's thigh and testicles. He keeps thrusting as long as he's hard, then moves his hand to the front to finish Kise off. ]

[They didn't have time to think about it. Midorima was impatient and Kise was not patient to begin with. He's always liked the marks and hickeys he left on his skin, and when he gave them in return, knowing that the sting from them is a reminder of what happened. Kise gasps when the teeth leave it on his, his body briefly tensing up and fingers gripping even harder onto the green hair. Midorima's hand didn't have to do much work to get Kise off- the entire build-up, the friction, Midorima's hot breath and kisses, the hot feeling on his thighs and gliding down his skin easily push him past his limit with help of the strokes. He comes with a groan, his forehead making a soft 'think' as Kise rests it against the table, his breathing heavy. It's messy, especially Midorima's hand, but Kise can't bring himself to care right now.]

[ Midorima leans forward over Kise after the blonde leans forward, both to make sure he doesn't fall or anything by getting a better grip around his waist and to kiss the back of his ear. After giving him a few moments to recover, he pulls back and gives Kise's butt a small squeeze before speaking: ]

Clean the table, I have to clean my hand and change my tape out.

[He appreciates the few moments of respite because his legs are quite shaky. A jelly substance replaced the bones. He has a stupidly wide grin on his face because that small kiss on his ear is so stupidly sweet and it makes him blush. To think that such a thing can disarm him when on the other side he can say and do such filthy things without much a blink of an eye. He ends up chuckling because the squeeze tickles a bit and he finally pushes himself up, looking over his shoulder at Midorima.]

Yup, don't worry, I got it.

[And he does- it's a bit obscene scene because he doesn't dress (as his thighs and stomach are dirty and he needs a shower), but he does scrub everything clean, not wanting to let it dry up. Also, someone might show up, it's not something they should see. He'll follow into the bathroom to take a shower, returning the favor of pressing a quick kiss to the back of Midorima's neck as he does so.]

[ Midorima does catch a glance of the scene before he fully goes into the bathroom, staring for a few seconds because what a sight that is, but he does manage to refocus himself and head into the bathroom while his face turns bright pink from what he's witnessed.

It's at least calmed down by the time Kise joins him in the shower, but he doesn't bother turning around to greet him. (He can't see anything in the water, after all.) Instead, he simply passes the body wash back to him, since MIdorima is closer to the shower shelf and his cloth is already lathered up. ]

[Hey, he's the one that asked for impromptu cleaning. Kise only obliged (also, he didn't feel like he'd be up to cleaning after going through with shower...). But Midorima's safe because Kise doesn't notice anything.

He chirps a very happy "Thank you" when Midorima passes him the washcloth, humming a little. There is a moment where he wants to talk about what the hell happened back at the street that led to this- not because he's against it, far from it, but because it's completely out of Midorima's character to get that impatient. That's more Kise's thing.

But maybe he shouldn't during shower time. Later, later.]

[ Midorima doesn't respond to the thanks, choosing not to acknowledge it. Honestly, at this time he's more focused on getting out of the shower than looking at Kise because... honestly, that entire situation was embarrassing for him. Kise may have liked it (and so did Midorima) but it was a loss of control for Midorima. He still isn't wholly certain why he couldn't stop focusing on Kise and control himself, and it's embarrassing.

So he silently finishes his shower and gets out to let Kise have the hot water. ]

[Midorima should know by now that he doesn't hold these things against him. Is it embarrassing? Maybe. Lunatia was worse. Way worse if you ask Kise. But Midorima can definitively have a moment because Kise likes to soak a bit in the shower and to wash his hair. And he won't tease him about it- in public; he still holds true to not discussing this stuff with others (at least not in obvious detail).

He continues to sing in the shower, soft hums of random parts of a song he knows.]

[ Midorima goes to get dressed while Kise finishes up his shower and is happy to pretend that didn't just happen for the rest of the day. ]

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